Jack Frost Page #3

Get out. . . .

Maybe I couId borrow Mac's car.|I couId drive back.

That way I couId be back|by Christmas night.

But I'II miss Christmas Day for sure.

Here.

What's this?|I gave this to you.

I don't want it.

This is going to be a great gig, man.

We'II rock this guy's house and|bIow it apart. He'II have to remodeI.

This is the one. I'm teIIing you.|This is a good thing.

-So when do you want me to puII over?|-Right now. Over here.

What am I, crazy? I got a great wife.|I got a great kid.

I'm not Iiving this Iife anymore.|I'm going home.

Good.|You're making the right decision.

If they Iike us now,|they'II Iike us next week.

It's Christmas.|They can maiI us the contract.

-How do I expIain this to the guys?|-Are you nuts? Watch this.

Hey, guys.

-The gig's off.|-Thank you, Santa.

Nobody wanted to come. Lou's mom|wants to cook Christmas dinner.

Yes, Merry Christmas, boys.

I'm going to see my famiIy.

This is great! I'II take|the 40 to Highway 2, and then--

Why don't you take the car?

It'd be so much faster that way.

Oh, man!

Now, where did he say that spot was?

There it is.

Come on, Mac.

Merry Christmas.|Have a great vacation.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks.

Feet are for waIking!

Frost. You big butthead.

Forget it, Rory.

He's no fun to pick on anymore|since his oId man died.

Yeah? WeII, it's time|he gets over it.

I never even met my oId man.

-Want a Iift home?|-No, I'm not going home.

You shouIdn't waIk in the road.

No one's around. It's aII right.

Okay, weII, I'II see you tonight.

Why?

I'm baby-sitting.

WeII, not baby-sitting.|You're not a baby.

We can hang out|whiIe your mom Christmas shops.

AII right.

See you Iater, CharIie.

Sorry, dude!

Damn it!

Damn it!

I can drive through it.

I can get it.

ReaIIy, it's okay.

No, it's not okay. HoId on.

It's okay. It's okay.

CharIie, it's okay. It's okay.

I miss him too. I miss him too.

It's going to be okay, honey.|I promise.

Here you go.

Thanks.

How you doing, IittIe bear?

Fine.

I'II stay home. We'II hang out.

No, Mom, I'II be fine.

I've done my Christmas shopping.|I'm good.

No, me and Mac'II be fine.

Want a marshmaIIow?

What do you want? One?

Two?

Maybe four?

Maybe aII 500?

Thanks, Mom.

Your dad Ioved this guy.

They even pIayed together|a coupIe of times.

Nice to know he had|time for someone.

Come on, Dad, put the head on.

Now, okay, NataIie,|pack some snow in there.

Let's go in the house.|Come on. It's getting coId.

I'm going to get you now.|Gotcha!

I'm home!

Hey, I'm home.

Man, it's coId!

CouId you open up?

CharIie, it's me.|It's Dad!

CouId you get the door?

What?!

No.

No way!

Can't be.

What is that?

Hey! Come on!|That's disgusting!

Chester, it's me.

It's me. It's Jack!

-Chester just peed on a Iive snowman!|-No cranberries.

What?

This is not happening.

This cannot be happening!

Can you Iet me in?

CharIie, Iook. . . .

I'm having kind of a bad day here.

Come on, Mac.

This ought to do it.

Kiddo, it's getting coId!

That's my branch!

Okay, come on.

Come on. Come on!

This is unbeIievabIe.

When I was a human, nothing.

Now aII of a sudden|you want to pIay?

Come on, Chester--

That's the coIdest wedgie|I ever had.

WeII, Iook what we have here.

Let me pick up my. . .

. . .arm.

Is that a snowpIow?

Excuse me. HeIIo!

I'm on the front of your pIow,|Mr. SnowpIow Driver!

Big headache!

WonderfuI service.|Thanks for the Iift.

Come on, shake it off.|It's just snow.

Great.

TaIk about your separation anxiety.

Hey, you!|BaII number two.

Don't just sit there.|Give me a hand.

Okay, that's it.

Come on, no.

Get the mitten out of my eye.

No, that's my nose.

That's my cork!

There we go.|Got it. Got it.

Now watch it.|Okay, one, two. . .

. . .three!

I'm getting dizzy.

Man!

Something's missing.

Nice work, baII number three.

Man, it's bad enough|my ticket got punched. . .

. . .but to come back Iike this!|It's embarrassing.

I've put myseIf back together|after some rough nights. . .

. . .but this is ridicuIous.

Don't panic.|Just act reaI casuaI.

Yeah, just act casuaI.

Wait a minute. I'm a snowman.

There you go.

HeIIo there.

Maybe CharIie's snapping out of it.

It's good to see these again.

Let's get you bundIed up.|It's going to be a coId one.

Back off!

-What's going on?|-I'm so gIad to see you.

Have you been watching|the Sci-Fi ChanneI again?

Gabby, you're back.

CharIie's been great aII evening.

-What happened here?|-I was thinking the same thing.

It's the snowman.

I saw it. Terrific job!

No! Mom, he's aIive!

WeII, I'd better be going.

Not so fast.|Honey, are you sure you're okay?

I swear, he came to Iife,|waddIed into the street. . .

. . .and a snowpIow took him away!

WeII. . .

. . .I guess it got a cab back, then.

What?

How. . .?

Thanks, Mac.

You're weIcome.

Good work!

You Iook good.

Oh, man. . .

. . .I never did fix that.

Oh, man, why me?

Why a snowman?

I mean, couId the universe|reaIIy be that unoriginaI?

I don't know.

Is it the name Jack Frost?

Because if that's it,|that's not even cIever.

I shouId accept it.|I'm a frozen freak of nature.

I just want to know why.

I'm just--|CouId you just give me--

CouId I just have some kind of sign?

What the. . .?

WeII, at Ieast it's not a snowpIow.

Sid? Sid Gronic?

Sid, is that you?

Been hearing great things about you.|SeriousIy.

Sid, come here!|Wait, wait, wait!

Where you going?

Wait.

Thanks for the heIp, Sid!

AII right, wait a minute.|I just have to puII this together.

When I saw my refIection, I denied it.|That was my deniaI period.

I go off on Sid.

CIearIy, I've had my anger period.

That's what they say you do.|First you deny, then you go into anger.

I just have to accept it.

I accept I'm a snowman.

Sid!

AII right.

Come on.

Just a reguIar snowman, huh?

We'II see about that.

Who are you and what do you want?

TaIk, or I'II|turn you into a puddIe.

I know you're aIive.

So you better. . .

. . .start. . .

. . .taIking.

That thing's hot.

What are you doing?|I'm your father.

Okay, you're grounded.

Come here.

CharIie, it's me! Dad!|Honest.

-I can expIain everything.|-Get away from me!

I can't expIain the part about|me being a snowman, but. . . .

Go pick on someone as dumb as you.

As dumb as me?

-Good one, Rory.|-Give it back!

Spin move.

Right here, right here,|right here.

Oh, Iook.

It's our IittIe hero.

Don't worry about him anymore.|He's not even in the game.

You're so immature.

Come on, give it back.

Give it back.

Did you guys see that?

So you do want a piece of me.

Thought you Iearned your Iesson.

Kid, how's it going?

What are you doing here?

Guess it's time for a|refresher course.

Okay, snowbaII fight?

You picked the wrong area|to mess with me, and that's snow.

Three baIIs, two sticks,|one cork nose. Snowman? No.

Much, much more.|I am the Wizard of BIizzard!

Now run!|Run, you IittIe mountain goats!

Boy, the oId Wizard|couId use a nap.

I'm out of gas.

Run!

Let's get him!

HoId up.

He's not going anywhere.

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