Jingle All the Way 2 Page #9

- Just have a little faith, buddy.

- Well, you know, I just...

Can I have your attention, please?

Can I have your attention...?

Can I have your attention, please?

What's Daddy doing?

I don't know what

he's doing, sweetheart.

Come on, stop. Would you knock it off?

I'm trying to say something.

I'm trying to speak!

Everybody, please, just zip it.

Let the man speak!

- Please.

- Thank you.

Apparently, a lot of y'all here have been

given some inaccurate information...

about Victor Baxter and Baxter Boxes.

Hold on! Let me speak!

I'm here to tell you you got it

all wrong about Victor Baxter.

He's not here to ruin Christmas.

He's here to make it better.

No! Listen! Just hold on!

Cool it! This whole thing was a

surprise by the Baxter Box Company...

and it has been planned for a

long time, and it fooled even me.

Let me show you what I mean.

Everybody, follow me.

Please. Follow me, please.

- Stand back. Follow me.

- Seriously, no more lying...

Hold on. Ladies and gentlemen...

compliments of Victor Baxter

and the Baxter Box Company...

merry Christmas.

Look at it, Mommy.

- So many bears.

- The bears!

Victor, say your line.

- What line?

- Your line.

Merry Christmas from

Baxter Box Company.

I have free Harrison Bears

for everybody who wants one.

It's a miracle.

Yeah?

Merry Christmas.

There you are. Merry Christmas.

- Hey, Lar.

- Yeah?

- I owe you one.

- Darn right you do.

Don't think I'm gonna let

you forget about it later.

- Thank you. Thank you so much.

- Happy Holidays.

- Thank you, Santa.

- Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas to everybody

from Baxter Boxes.

- Can I open my present now, please?

- Yeah.

- This one is from me.

- And me.

Okay, it's from both of you.

- Right, guys?

- That's right. It was my idea, though.

What is it?

Hey!

- Honey?

- Thanks.

- Honey, that's a Harrison.

- The Talking Bear.

Yeah, I know. Like, you handed

them out at the tree lighting.

But wasn't Harrison what you asked

for in your letter to Santa?

Dad, you said you wouldn't show

anyone my letter except Santa.

Yeah...

Santa Claus dropped it the other night,

and Victor come along and picked it up.

I did. I did. I found it.

And then I gave it back to Larry.

Yeah, you sure did, and I got

the letter in here. Hold on.

Look what you said here.

"Dear Santa:
For Christmas I want

my family to get a Harrison.

Love, Noel. "

No, Dad. What it says is:

"Dear Santa:
All I want for Christmas

is my family together as one.

Love, me. "

I get it.

Me too.

"Together as one. "

Boy, we're a couple of doofuses,

you know that?

And look, Santa gave me

exactly what I asked for.

My family together as one.

Sweetheart.

That's so beautiful.

Here we go.

- Who's hungry?

- I am.

Don't worry. I'll have

it carved up in no time.

No, look, it's my house.

Let me carve that turkey.

Larry, the turkey is traditionally

carved by the paterfamilias.

There's a 7-year-old over there.

Watch your language.

- I'll carve the turkey.

- I have an idea.

Why don't you both carve the turkey,

since you're both my dads?

Well, I'm here now, sweetheart.

Well, who likes it extra crispy?

Why don't we go out for dinner?

- That sounds like a good idea.

- Sounds good to me.

See? Now you two can finally

agree on something.

- Why don't we do sushi?

- We'll get Mexican.

- Italian.

- Persian.

- Chinese.

- Mediterranean?

- Sloppy joe.

- Korean. French?

- You guys.

- Barbecue ribs.

Vegan. How about fondue?

You don't know what fondue is?

Oh, Larry.

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