Santa Hunters Page #5

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Baby... No, not the snowman!

Come on, baby, don't you...

Missed me!

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

Come on, slow it down!

Aw, cookie crumbs.

We'll never beat her back

to the house on foot.

Come on, reindeer, fly.

That's right, you dumb reindeer, fly!

The sidewalk! Mush, mush!

Slow down, slow down, slow down.

Natasha, we can make this work, baby.

Slow down.

You can't steal a sleigh!

Faster!

This is Santa's. This is not your sleigh.

This is Santa's sleigh.

Give it back to Santa.

This is not yours.

I finally get the Christmas

I've always wanted!

Natasha's Christmas!

Mush! Mush!

Natasha! Faster!

Come on, baby, this is crazy!

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

How hard can it be?

Grandpa drives,

and he can't even zip up his pants.

Merry Christmas! Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Natasha!

What is wrong with you, stupid reindeer?

What is wrong with you?

Fly! No!

Whoa!

Fly!

Oh, this is what I need, the fly button!

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!

Ohh!

Don't try this at home, people.

Oh!

That's why we wear seat belts, people.

Don't tell Uncle Charlie I executed

that entire chase with

the emergency brake on.

Come on, let's go!

Whoa.

The reindeer broke free!

There goes the reindeer without the sleigh.

She must've pressed the

reindeer-release button.

This is bad. This is very bad.

Speaking of bad, where's Natasha?

Backdoor!

It's locked!

She locked us out.

Why would she lock us out?

It's cold out here! Not really.

You know what she's doing up there, right?

If she gets her hands on the

command center's hard drive...

And shows the footage to the world...

Christmas is ruined...

forever.

Ho, ho, no!

Okay, okay, okay, hold on.

Wait!

Maybe I can hack into the

command center's network

from my laptop and erase everything

remotely before she downloads it.

The tree house!

We've gotta erase that footage!

Hello.

Ooh, ooh.

Ooh!

Oh!

I still can't believe it.

Is this really real?

Yes, it is real,

and that's causing some real pain,

my friend.

Guys, leave Santa alone.

Zoey, give me some good news.

It's too late. Our files

have been breached.

She's got everything.

Now what is she gonna do?

What was that?

The ladder!

Oh!

Natasha! Baby, this is crazy.

It's Christmas Eve.

These kids should be in bed.

Look, just put up the ladder.

We'll all come down.

We can discuss this over some hot cocoa.

I'll put some marshmallows

in there for you.

You like that.

Oh, it's too late for marshmallows,

Chuckles.

I have a lottery ticket to cash.

Oh, and I will be traveling

in your precious classic

for its very last ride.

Have a good life.

Well,

it's hard to go anywhere without the keys.

And you're not gonna get a ride.

It's Christmas,

and it's a long walk back to the city...

A lot of wear and tear on those heels.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

In the spirit of the Christmas,

we can do an exchange of the gifts.

You throw down keys, and I put up ladder.

Listen, kids, if you can buy me some time,

I think I figured out a

way for us to get down

even without my magic.

Sure. Everybody, Operation Arctic Thunder.

Snowballs, guys,

we're gonna throw snowballs.

- Oh.

- Come on, let's go!

What are you waiting for, Christmas?

The car key, give it to me.

You heard the lady. Give it to her.

Nice one, Richard! Ah... ah!

Not the face. Not the face! Hey!

Ankle-biting monsters!

I got your fancy coat too!

Nice one, Zoey.

I got her lip gloss.

I got your hair!

I got her shoes! Awesome!

Looks like Charlie 2.0 gets the last laugh.

Oh! No!

Uncle Charlie, really?

Thank you.

That's what you kids

might call an epic fail.

Don't worry, Santa's got this.

Santa might be down, but he's never...

Ooh!

Santa!

Oh! Uh-oh!

Oh! Santa!

I'm okay. Just my spleen.

He's okay. He's okay.

Um, a little help with the ladder.

Go, come on, come on. Let's go.

Alex, she's going for the classic.

We'll never make it in time.

Zoey, go for drone.

Roger that, boss. Roger that.

Yes!

Yeah! Get her! Get her!

Oh, you stupid, evil, flying toy.

Oh!

Ha ha! Oh...

Natasha?

The pretty ponies are dancing.

Isn't she beautiful when she's sleeping?

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Oh, yes, yeah.

Hm, well...

Hey! Guys, there's some good news.

Whoa. We have the hard drive.

Whoo! Yeah!

But there's still some bad news.

Oh!

Ooh!

It's getting worse.

Christmas is disappearing.

This is not good.

Oh, Santa.

Oh, I'm feeling weaker.

Oh, man, I've destroyed Christmas.

You were just trying to share

Santa with everyone else.

What's wrong with that?

No, I was trying to prove that I was right.

That's a total naughty-list move.

I mean, you don't have to prove anything.

Christmas is what you make of it.

You don't need videos or DNA evidence.

You just need a little... Belief.

Belief.

Belief is not limited by the impossible.

It's belief that makes

the impossible happen.

Belief, that's it!

The magic is believing.

Oh... Oh, boy.

Hold on.

And I believe we gotta get Santa here

back to doing what Santa does best,

all right?

It's getting late.

Hate to be O Tannen-bummer,

but we don't even have

reindeer for the sleigh.

Santa isn't going anywhere.

All right, come on. We'll figure it out.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Huh, I don't reckon that this thing

can, uh, fly without reindeer.

You reckon correctly.

But I remember back in the day

the elves built a fancy engine

just in case anything

happened to the reindeer,

like back in '62, when Dasher brought back

a terrible case of diarrhea,

and the whole team caught it.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, the mess.

You can't unsee things like that.

Anyhoo, the fancy engine needs a key,

which I lost in a blizzard some years ago.

A key?

Yes, a funny-looking thing.

It was supposed to fit right here.

Huh. I recognize that shape.

Me, too, but why?

The key, what did it look like?

Well, it was a curvy thing about yay big.

No way.

Did it look anything like...

this?

Ho, ho, ho!

Ho, ho, ho... Oh, my key!

Oh, a key.

That pipe is your key?

Oh, a pipe, heavens no, heavens no.

Common misconception. Santa never smoked.

Oh, I can't believe you found my key.

Oh!

So, I am way behind,

and I could use all the help I can get.

Oh, yeah, let's... Oh, yes, yes!

Come on, get in there.

This is crazy, even for me,

and I'm Santa Claus. Ho ho!

Tonight's been insane.

We met Santa, saw reindeer fly.

We're in Santa's sleigh.

I mean,

nothing's impossible as long as we believe.

Mm, it's not going. Something's missing.

Christmas fuel.

What?

Have you people learned nothing tonight?

Believe, believe, believe.

Believe, believe, believe,

believe, believe.

Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

We're flying!

This sure beats looking at reindeer butts,

huh?

And this baby is a classic.

All right, everyone, aim for the chimneys.

Christmas magic will take care of the rest.

Here you go!

Santa, check it... Sky hook.

Ho, ho!

You got skills to pay the bills.

Great!

We're almost back on schedule.

It's working. The magic's coming back!

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