The Night They Saved Christmas Page #5

very clearly then, don't you,

Claudia?

Yes.

You asked me to trade your

gifts for a fishing rod you had

seen at Abercrombie and Fitch,

I believe.

It was there Christmas morning,

Claudia, wasn't it?

With a big green ribbon around

it...

and a little reindeer card that

said, "To Dad:
Love, Claudia.

For the best dad a kid could

ever have."

I... I remember.

Santa...

I...

I didn't...

I didn't believe.

I... oh, Santa.

Now, now, now.

Thank goodness we were able to

straighten this thing out.

Excuse me, Papa.

Yeah?

Oscar just brought this

message from the weather

station.

Ah, I see the weather's

cleared.

You know, I was planning on

giving you a tour tomorrow.

But with the explosions today,

I think Ed should get you back

immediately.

I agree.

I know they don't plan on

dynamiting until after the

First, but I should talk to them

right away.

I hate to say this, but they

may not believe you.

Oh, of course they will.

Michael will.

We've never lied to each other.

Well, if you should have any

problems...

I'm gonna give you this

prototype of a children's

communicator that we've been

developing.

Oh, it's absolutely

wonderful.

Children all over the world will

be able to talk to each other.

And it automatically translates

for them.

Ed dropped the other

prototype and broke it.

The factory's making--

making a new one right away.

It should ready as soon as

possible, then you'll be able to

contact me any time you wish.

And I have something for you

too, dear.

Please, take it.

How nice of you.

Thank you.

Thank you, Claudia.

I know I'm leaving this whole

matter in very good hands.

Daddy? Daddy?

Where's Daddy?

Daddy, we got something to

tell you!

Hey, Dad!

Dad?

Wake up, Dad!

Where are you?

Oh, thank heavens.

Thank heavens, are you

all right?

We're great-- wait till you

hear about Santa Claus!

Santa Claus?

We've been worried to death,

we thought something terrible

had happened.

Actually, something wonderful

happened-- come here, boy!

Where's Mr. Baldwin?

Oh, well, he's at the office

waiting for word on the short

wave.

You weren't kidnapped?

Oh, no!

If you get these guys off to bed

for me, I'll tell you all about

everything.

All right, let's go.

Come on, come on, let's go!

Night, Mom!

I love you!

Night, love you!

Sweet dreams.

So, when the weather cleared,

I thought we had to get back

right away.

The kids were furious, I can

tell you.

They didn't even get to see the

toy factory.

The toy factory.

Yes!

Look, let's go to the office

right now, and I'll show you the

precise place on Site A where

the field is located.

Site A?

Wait a minute, there's your

answer!

Gaylord!

Gaylord planned this whole thing

to keep us drilling on the wrong

site.

What's that have to do with

Santa Claus?

Claudia, look, you've gotta

understand this.

You and the children, you didn't

go anywhere.

You were obviously given some

kind of a hallucinogenic drug,

and you were held right here

in town.

I don't believe this.

You think I dreamt the whole

thing?

It does seem the best

rational explanation.

I mean, darling, a remote

controlled reindeer sleigh?

A candy cane phone?

Well, then, what about this?

Santa will tell you himself.

Fine, let-- let's call him

right now.

Don't treat me like a child.

I told you, his communicator

is broken!

I see.

And I bought the candy and the

Christmas ornament at the store?

Darling, nobody can slow

time, it's a scientific

impossibility.

And-- and the city you described

can't possibly exist in the

Arctic Circle.

Don't you understand?

Claudia, you were drugged.

Well...

Santa said you might not

believe me, but...

it never occurred to me that

you wouldn't believe me.

I don't know how I feel right

now, but I don't wanna discuss

it any further tonight.

I'm very tired, and I want to

go to bed.

Excuse me.

Honey, what matters is that

you and the children are back

and safe.

The fact that I never lied to

you isn't enough, is it,

Michael?

Sumner and I are flying up

to Site B at dawn.

I'll be back in time to have

lunch with you.

Fine.

But I wanna go with you.

I told you, you can't.

Do you wanna worry Dad

all over again?

No, but you should tell Mom.

If we do, then Dad won't let

any of us go.

So, you see, someone has to stay

here.

Yeah, but why does it always

have to be the youngest?

Anyway, I don't know why they

won't believe us.

You heard Mr. Murdock talking

to Dad.

They think we've been given some

kind of hallucinogenic drug.

What's a hallu...?

It's a drug that makes you

imagine things.

That's dumb.

Santa wouldn't give us anything

like that.

I know!

But right now, there's no way to

make Dad and Mr. Murdock believe

any differently.

We can when Mom talks to

Santa on the children's

communicator.

By that time, with all the

dynamiting, there might not be

any North Pole City.

Why do we have to go over to

IRC and take the company's

snowmobile?

Why can't we just take ours?

Ours doesn't have a large

enough fuel capacity,

that's why.

Okay, Dad and Mr. Murdock have

taken off.

Let's go.

Okay... North Pole City

should be right here.

All we have to do is locate the

entrance.

Yeah, but what if we can't

find it?

Well, we'll still have more

than enough fuel to get back to

Site B, which is right here.

Are you sure we have everything?

The sextant?

Yes.

Extra batteries?

Yeah, and the sandwiches.

Okay.

Let's get going.

Okay, everybody!

Breakfast is on the table!

Hey!

Marianne?

David?

Where is everyone?

They went to warn

Santa Claus.

They left two hours ago.

What? What do you mean?

They left right after Dad

and Mr. Murdock.

They took one of Dad's

snowmobiles.

They had to, Mom, they just

had to.

No one believes us.

No.

Base to Apple Charlie Three?

Base to Apple Charlie Three.

This is an emergency.

Base to Apple Charlie Three,

come in, please.

We're jamming again.

But we should be operational

soon.

When? When?

When can you start dynamiting?

Tomorrow.

Right on schedule--

December 24th.

Base to Apple Charlie Three.

I'm afraid they're out on the

site someplace.

I'll get the plane.

I'll go with you.

No, you keep trying to reach

Michael-- tell him what

happened, and to get my flight

plan from the center.

Base to Apple Charlie Three.

Base to Apple Charlie Three.

I estimate we have about

another hour.

Then we can start searching for

the entrance.

I've sighted snowmobile

tracks, it must be them.

Good, give me your position.

Eight-two miles north of

V.O.R. heading three-five-seven

degrees.

As soon as I can reach

Mr. Baldwin, I'll tell him.

The ice fog is almost on us

and we're lost!

They're in an ice fog.

I'm gonna land and go in

on foot.

I'm now one-five-zero miles

from the V.O.R., still heading

three-five-seven degrees.

Help! Help!

Whoever just landed!

Over here!

We can't see anything!

David! Marianne!

Just stay where you are!

It's Mommy, I'm coming!

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