Prep & Landing Page #2

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Why didn't I

listen to Jerry...

and stay in toy design?

Tiny, bring me Big Red.

It's just a little snow,

Magee. I can handle it.

You don't understand, sir.

The site's not prepped.

We have no choice...

Figgy Pudding.

It's never come to

that. What about Timmy?

Sir, with all due respect,

there are millions of other kids

counting on you. It's just not safe.

We'll make it up to

Timmy somehow, I promise.

All right then.

You heard her team.

Figgy p-pudding?

B-b-b-but that means the

big guy's passing us by.

What about Timmy? What

about his Christmas?

Well, I, uh,

never meant for...

this to happen.

This will be the

best Christmas ever.

Thanks, Wayne.

Magee, patch me through to the big guy.

-Wayne, it's over.

Patch me through or I'll tell

everyone about you and Tiny!

Patching you through.

-Hello? This is Partridge.

Sir, my name's Wayne

from Prep & Landing.

I need you to come

to this house, sir.

Oh, I'm afraid Magee's

rerouting me, son.

Sir, there's a child here

that's really excited for you.

We cannot let him down.

I can land you safely.

I have a plan,

and there is time.

Please, sir, let me do my job.

I can't let Timmy down.

I was hoping you'd say that.

Let's give it a shot, my boy.

This is the most tinsel

job ever, huh, partner?

I should never have

patched him through.

Sir!

Roasting chestnuts!

He's turned back!

Oh, no!

No!

You can't see

anything in this storm!

Except your winter wonderland.

How are we gonna make

it through all this snow?

Laughing all the way, my

friend. Laughing all the way.

Lanny! I need some rope!

Is this enough?

Light 'em up!

Good job, Tree Skirt!

Yes!

I'm gonna die!

I'm alive!

Little Drummer Boy, Little Drummer

Boy. We don't see the landing strip.

Almost there, sir.

We have a visual.

The landing zone is prepped.

We're going in.

Cut the engines.

Come in too hot!

It's too late to pull up,

man! It's too late to pull up!

Keep it together, Dancer!

Hang on!

The tail hook!

Um, hi. I-I don't have an appointment,

uh, but I-I was wondering if, um...

Go right in. He's been expecting you.

-He is?

Oh, well, uh... Okay.

Hey, Wayne. You're

missing the party!

They're gonna start

the gift exchange!

No, no. You-You... You go

ahead. I'll catch up later.

Come in, Wayne.

Sir, I am very sorry

about last night.

If you wanna transfer

me, or fire me, I...

...I completely understand.

But, please... make sure

you find Lanny a new partner.

He's a good elf, sir.

Well, uh... that's why

I assigned him to you.

But, don't be silly, Wayne. I'm

not gonna bite your head off.

Everyone slips onto the

naughty list once in a while.

I'm glad you

stopped by though...

so I could say...

Merry Christmas.

It's... It's Timmy's house!

It's a reminder of why

our job is so important.

Now go on. We're not getting

any younger, you know.

Thanks... Santa.

Oh, Wayne... one more thing.

Well? Wha

-What did he say?

He offered me a promotion.

-Wow!

Director of the Nice List.

Congratulations!

I turned him down.

-What?

I'm more of a

Prep & Landing guy.

Oh! Fruit cake?!

Thanks, Magee!

Best Christmas ever!

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