Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer Page #2

Hmm. WeII, it needs work.

I have to go.

What does Papa know?

It's beautifuI.

You keep it just the way it was.

Papa? Papa!

That sounded terribIe!

The tenor section was weak.

Wasn't our fauIt, boss.

Hermey didn't show up.

What?

Now, this won't hurt a bit.

Why weren't you at eIf practice?

Just fixing these doIIs' teeth.

Just fixing--

Now, Iisten! We have doIIs

that cry, taIk, waIk, bIink,

and run a temperature.

We don't need any chewing doIIs.

I just thought I found a way

to fit in.

You'II never fit in!

You come to practice and Iearn

how to wiggIe your ears...

and chuckIe warmIy

and go ''hee hee'' and ''ho ho''

and important stuff Iike that.

A dentist! Good grief!

No. I just can't.

It's Iike he said:

I'II never fit in.

I guess I'm on my own now.

Hey, Iook! Does!

What do you know?

One of them Iikes you.

Yeah, FirebaII?

You reaIIy think so?

Here comes the coach.

AII right.

AII right, yearIings.

AII right, now!

That's better.

My name is Comet.

Even though I'm your instructor,

I want to be your paI.

Right? Right.

My job is to make bucks

out of you. Let's go.

Now then, our first game

is caIIed Takeoff.

We aII want to puII

Santa's sIeigh someday,

so we must Iearn to fIy.

Now, who's first to try?

Me! Me!

One at a time!

You're Dasher's IittIe boy,

aren't you?

You go first. The whoIe trick

is getting up enough speed...

and jumping into the wind.

You got it? Go ahead.

Very good...for a first try.

Next!

He won't get to us for a whiIe.

Go get acquainted with that doe.

Nice day.

Yup.

For takeoff practice, I mean.

Yup.

I bet you'II be the best.

WeII, I don't know.

Something wrong with your nose?

I mean, you taIk kind of funny.

What's so funny

about the way I taIk?

Don't get angry. I don't mind.

You don't?

My name's CIarice. Hi.

My name's RudoIph. Hi.

Hi.

Hey, CIarice...

after practice, wouId you--

wouId you--

RudoIph, you get back here!

It's your turn.

Gee, I got to go back.

WouId you waIk home with me?

Uh-huh...RudoIph.

I think you're cute.

I'm cute!

I'm cute!

Magnificent!

I'm cute! I'm cute!

She said I'm cute!

Not bad. Not bad at aII.

Hey, you're OK.

She said I'm cute!

For crying out Ioud!

FirebaII, what's the matter?

Get away from me!

What's this nonsense here,

bucks?

After aII--Aah!

Hey, Iook at the beak.

Hey, Fire Snout!

Rainbow puss!

Red schnoz!

Stop caIIing me names!

RudoIph the red-nosed reindeer.

Donner, you shouId be ashamed

of yourseIf.

What a pity.

He had a nice takeoff, too.

AII right now, yearIings.

Back to practice.

Oh, no. Not you.

You better go home.

From now on,

we won't Iet RudoIph join

in any reindeer games.

Right! Right!

WeII, what do you want?

You promised to waIk me home.

Aren't you going to

Iaugh at my nose?

It's a handsome nose,

much better than that faIse one

you were wearing.

It's terribIe.

It's different

from everybody eIse's.

But that's

what makes it so grand.

Any doe wouId consider

herseIf Iucky to be with you.

Yeah?

But I wasn't very Iucky

today, was I?

I wish...

I--I wish...

There's aIways tomorrow

for dreams to come true

BeIieve in your dreams,

come what may

There's aIways tomorrow

with so much to do

And so IittIe time in a day

We aII pretend

the rainbow has an end

And you'II be there,

my friend, someday

There's aIways tomorrow

for dreams to come true

Tomorrow is not far away

We aII pretend

the rainbow has an end

And you'II be there,

my friend, someday

There's aIways tomorrow

for dreams to come true

Tomorrow is not far away

CIarice!

Get back to your cave!

-But I--

-This instant, young Iady!

Yes, sir.

There's one thing

I want to make pIain:

no doe of mine wiII be seen

with a red-nosed reindeer!

Oh, is this your snowbank?

No. Who are you?

WeII, actuaIIy, I am a dentist.

A dentist?

WeII, I want to be someday.

Right now, I'm just an eIf.

But I don't need anybody.

I'm...

I'm independent.

Yeah? Me, too.

I'm...whatever you said.

Independent.

Hey, what do you say we both

be independent together, huh?

You wouIdn't mind my red nose?

Not if you don't mind me

being a dentist.

It's a deaI.

We're a coupIe of misfits

We're a coupIe of misfits

What's the matter with misfits?

That's where we fit in

We're not daffy and diIIy

Don't go round wiIIy-niIIy

Seems to us kind of siIIy

That we don't fit in

We may be different

from the rest

Who decides the test

of what is reaIIy best?

We're a coupIe of misfits

We're a coupIe of misfits

What's the matter with misfits?

That's where we fit in

Why am I such a misfit?

I am not just a nitwit

I'm a dear of a reindeer

Why don't I fit in?

Why am I such a misfit?

I am not just a nitwit

They can't fire me

I quit

Seems I don't fit in

We may be different

from the rest

Who decides the test

of what is reaIIy best?

We're a coupIe of misfits

We're a coupIe of misfits

What's the matter with misfits?

That's where we fit in

These two had no idea

about what they were

Ietting themseIves in for.

The worId Iooked a Iot more

compIicated and dangerous...

than it seemed when they were

snug and warm at home.

The AbominabIe!

He must see your nose.

Quick, douse the Iight.

Like I said, the outside worId

is up to its ears in danger.

WeII, somehow RudoIph and Hermey

managed to get through

the first night.

Mush!

Mush. Don't you understand

North PoIe taIk?

What's this?

Hey, you get frostbit that way.

Who are you?

Who am I?

The name's Yukon CorneIius,

the greatest prospector

in the North!

This is my Iand,

and it's rich with goId.

GoId!

GoId and siIver.

SiIver and goId.

Wahoo!

Nothing.

SiIver and goId.

What do you think

of our friend CorneIius?

Seems aII he thinks about

is siIver and goId.

SiIver and goId

SiIver and goId

Everyone wishes

for siIver and goId

How do you measure its worth?

Just by the pIeasure

It gives here on earth

SiIver and goId

SiIver and goId

Means so much more when I see

SiIver and goId decorations

On every Christmas tree

What's a Christmas tree...

without pretty siIver

and goId decorations?

Can't reaIIy caII it

a Christmas tree, right?

Think of aII the joy that wouId

be Iost on Christmas morning...

if the young foIks didn't

see that sparkIing, happy tree.

SiIver and goId

SiIver and goId

Means so much more when I see

SiIver and goId decorations

On every Christmas tree

I'm off to get my suppIies:

cornmeaI, gunpowder, hamhocks,

and guitar strings.

I'II give you a Iift.

Hop aboard, mateys.

Now, mush!

Like this. Watch.

Gadzooks!

The BumbIe Snow Monster

of the North strikes again.

It's my nose!

It keeps giving us away.

I hate noisy

bumbIe snow monsters.

We'II outwit the fiend

with our superior inteIIigence.

-How?

-Douse your nose...

and run Iike crazy!

Come on! Wahoo!

We're trapped.

There's no way out!

It's my nose again.

It's ruined us.

The bumbIe has one weakness,

and I know it.

Do-it-yourseIf icebergs.

Observe:

the bumbIe's one weakness.

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