The Santa Clause 2 Page #5

- Is she a neighbour?|- No.

Oh. How did you know her name?

Oh, the... necklace,|it said Pamela on it.

Oh, I guess I missed that. I'm|gonna go check on this group.

You cost me, Pamela.

I just couldn't sleep|thinking about all those rules.

Am I wrong? Am I right?|Does it matter?

Couldn't have been the three|gallons of cocoa I had!

But you understand rules, don't|you? You're highly decorated.

And look at that face.|There you go.

There's a face|only a mom would like.

I don't have a mom,|so I wouldn't know about that.

Now, it's time|for the big event.

Guess what?

Son, it's show time!

You're in the spotlight.|Get bigger with it.

It's your big chance.|I need a little help.

I need a little muscle.|I need a little nudge.

Let's call yourself|the little nudge!

This won't hurt - except for the|electric shock through you.

See ya on the other side!

- Oh. Hi.|- Hi. Uh...

It looks like you're going out.

- Sorry. I should have called.|- No, it's OK. Come in.

- You sure?|- Uh-huh.

- Is there a problem?|- No, no. I just...

I wondered if, um...

If you would...

Do you want to go|get some noodles?

Or pie?

But I don't want to|keep you from your date, so...

Oh, it's not a date. It's the|faculty Christmas party.

Is that your idea of|a night on the town?

Noodles and pie?

- Yes. What would be your idea?|- Pizza and a movie.

- Thick or thin crust?|- Thin.

Good! Movie?

Two For The Road.|Audrey Hepburn, Albert Finney.

Movie's OK, but the car|was the star. '53 MGTD.

Racing green, wire wheels...|Beautiful.

I'm impressed. That is|a great car. My favourite car.

Didn't like driving 'em|in the rain.

You have to push it to start it.|Other than that it's perfect.

It's perfect, though.

- I could drive you to your party.|- That would be great.

Except for, eventually,|I'm going to have to get home.

Well, l... I could pick you up.

So you're going to drop me off,|then come back and pick me up?

- Yeah.|- Why don't you just stay?

- All right, I'll stay.|- I'll get my coat.

So, Mr Andretti,|what are you driving?

You know...|I think you're gonna like it.

Mind if I ask you|something personal?

Please.

- You look really different.|- The weight.

It's lndian teas and it's a lot|of salves and stuff. It's...

- Do you want some cocoa?|- Uh, yes.

Cocoa.|You have thought of everything.

Well, this time of year,|l... I really shine.

Yeah, I can't wait|till it's over, though.

Streets are crowded,|the malls are jammed,

people max out their credit cards...|It's noisy.

When did you become|such a cynic?

Oh. I don't know.

I used to love Christmas, too.

It was the only day|that my parents didn't fight.

- Oh.|- Oh.

They were at each other|all the time.

But on Christmas, they tried|to make the holiday special.

My dad went through this charade|so I'd believe in Santa Claus.

He put a cot by the fireplace|so Santa could take a nap...

Like he has time to take a nap!

Consider the amount of gifts|he would have to... deliver.

Why would he nap? He|would probably need some coffee.

Yeah. And there was|cocoa and cookies.

And carrots for the reindeer.

That's a good gesture.|The reindeer love carrots.

And the thought is|important to them, too.

Yeah. And I'd wake up and the cocoa|and cookies would be gone

and the cot would be mussed|and the carrots gnawed.

They swallow them. If they're|fresh they'll eat 'em like that.

They love red bell peppers, too.

You know the stories.|If you read...

And there would be incredible|presents under the tree.

One year was a rocking horse,|and I named it Harvey.

And the next year was|a little red wagon,

which I made a lemonade stand,|which was great.

And the last year was...

It was just... a Baby Doll. She was|pink and soft and beautiful.

- Beautiful?|- Yes.

I believed in Santa so much|I'd get in fights at school

with kids who tried to tell me|that he didn't exist.

And one day|I came home with a bloody nose.

That's when my parents|decided to tell me to...

grow up.

I was devastated, and...

Good, Carol! This is great|sleigh-riding conversation!

- I'm a terrible sleigh con-..|- It's fine conversation.

A person just wants something|to believe in, you know?

Yes, I know. Yes, I know.

OK, we have cocoa.

We have a blanket.|We have a horse-drawn sleigh.

The only thing that's...

- What?

- It's snowing.|- Oh.

As if by magic?

That's what I was gonna say,|that it should be snowing!

I owe you one.

It's a great party.

Look. That guy moved.

- Would you excuse me?|- Mm-hm.

Could I have your attention?|Your attention, please!

There we go. Hi. I'm Scott Calvin and|I just thought I'd step up here and...

and say the word that we've all|been longing to hear.

Fire!

OK. What I think, folks, is|that a lot of you have forgotten

what the true spirit|of Christmas is all about.

Mm?

If you're not willing|to dance or laugh or flirt

or risk the buffet, I don't|think we have much choice.

So before the choir gets out|here I say we rock this house

with a secret Santa! Huh?

Carol - happy, happy Christmas!

I think they're just|decorations for the carollers.

She's afraid these are|decorations for the carolling.

I think Carol is right|about the carolling!

I'm talking about the packages|that are backstage.

There aren't any|packages backstage.

Ohh! There's none back there.

So I was mistaken|when I saw this bag of gifts.

Maybe I'm wrong, but it sure|looks like a bag of gifts.

Ohh! It's heavy|like a bag of gifts.

Look at this! What's in here?

It's very heavy, very heavy.

John Pierce.

Doesn't your mom call you JJ?

Merry Christmas, JJ.

No way.

This is Toss Across!

I used to love this|when I was a kid!

But I never told anybody.

Where did...? Who did this?

Grace Kim.

Yes, there you are!|Merry Christmas.

- Thank you.|- Tom Astle.

- Me! Sorry, Gordon.|- Hey!

- Haven't changed a bit!|- Gee, thanks.

- Lizzy Garcia.|- Here.

- There. Merry Christmas.|- Rock 'Em Sock 'Em Robots!

Mint condition!|This is incredible!

The Holly Hobbie Oven!

Come on up and get|the rest of your presents.

- Marie?|- Here!

There she is. Katie. Jerry.

- Here!|- Cory. Cory?

Here!

- Carl, you need a net.|- Not me!

This is great.

Hey, party animal,|you want to play?

- I can't figure it out.|- It's beanbag tic-tac-toe.

No, I mean|the secret Santa thing.

Someone tracked down all those|wonderful antique toys.

Probably someone who knows|his way around eBay.

- Yeah.|- Yep.

It was you. I know it was you.

I just can't figure out...|How did you do it?

Sometimes you don't need|to know all the answers.

Speaking of which...

Even the principal|needs a Christmas gift.

Merry Christmas.

Come on, open it. Rip it open.

Come on.|We're not gonna save the paper.

It's Baby Doll.

Come here.

- Did you call the office?|- No.

- Did they call you?|- It's not like that.

- Did you investigate us?|- No, I wouldn't do that.

Did you...? I told you about|Baby Doll an hour ago, and...

Did you send someone to...?

- No.|- No.

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