The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause Page #6

At the North Pole?

Yeah. The North Pole.

- Frost.

- What?

Frost turned the North Pole

into a theme park.

Neil has been taking Lucy

to the North Pole

ever since he and I got our divorce.

Divorce?

Are you sure you should be driving?

I'm gonna make everything OK.

I'll make everything better.

Yeah. OK.

Get a ticket. We were here first.

I hate it. I'm not getting on.

- I'm not made of money, all right?

- Let's go.

Try our gingerbread houses.

They're Santalicious.

Don't forget to buy

a ticket for Santa's show.

Do I look like

a cash machine to you?

I want a dancing Santa!

Keep moving. Come on.

Forget it, that's it.

- I saw it first.

- No, you didn't.

- I'm buying it.

- Give it to me!

- No way!

- Mom!

- Dad, I don't like this.

- That's just too bad.

Hey, stand somewhere else.

You stay right here with me

and hold my hand!

- I wanna see reindeer.

- Stop pushing!

- Why are we here?

- Because you wanted to...

Kids, how much your parents love you

depends on how much

they spend on your present.

Hurry up, Dad, let's go!

- Come on, I want a ride!

- Lucy!

- Neil!

- Scott Calvin.

Odd place to run into you.

Luce?

What's up, Mr Calvin?

Can we please go?

Wait, wait, wait. What happened

between you and Laura?

I know you think therapy is like

witchcraft, but you might consider it.

Please, please, just tell me.

You don't really know

because you were never around.

It shouldn't be any news to you, Scott.

You were never a father to Charlie.

You put all the pressure on me,

and guess what?

He didn't want me to be his father...

...which messed things up pretty good

between me and Laura.

Want me to go on, Scott?

Come on, Dad, the line's getting longer.

Excuse me, sir.

- Curtis.

- Yes, sir.

Can I offer you two tickets for a turn

to build a toy with Santa's elves?

I'll throw in this commemorative pen,

voice-enhanced. Cash or credit card?

- Cash or credit card?

- That's silly.

Not sure, I'll throw in

a pass for the nice list.

Walk with me, won't you?

Curtis, it's me.

Oh, for the love of candy canes,

what have you done here?

Well, sir, this is a nice list kiosk.

The line ends by the petting zoo.

Parents pay to have

their kids put on the nice list?

Not right. I better change things

back the way they were.

Who's your boss?

Where's Frost?

Curtis, where's Frost?

- Security!

- Bring Frost out here right now!

I'll take care of him.

Look, there's Santa.

Nice to see you, mon frere.

I've been waiting.

Has it been 12 years already?

Frost. What have you done?

Hey. Easy does it, Armani man.

No hello? Love what you've

done with the place?

Shave a reindeer for five dollars.

What about the secret of Santa?

How could you do this to the North Pole?

The whole thing is way too much work,

too much pressure.

No one even thanks you

for all the effort.

No thank yous? What about

the plates of cookies and milk?

Please, I'm cleansing.

I stopped the whole

toy delivery nonsense

and brought anyone

who could afford to pay up here.

Who needs magic? Who needs to be

crawling on roofs and chimneys?

I got everything I need right here.

Look around. This isn't how the North

Pole's supposed to be. This is wrong.

Why don't you chill out

and enjoy the swag, huh?

This junk is not

what Christmas is about.

- You're the one who gave it up.

- You tricked me.

- Give me a break.

- I didn't know you had my snow globe.

Maybe not, but who said,

"I wish I'd never been Santa at all"?

What?

I said, "Who said

'I wish I'd never been Santa at all'?"

Rudolph? Rudolph's mama?

Frost, switch back with me.

Now's your chance.

And this is your chance

to enjoy the show.

- Security.

- Yes, sir.

Take my guest to his seat, won't you?

Thanks so much.

Come on, let's go.

Tickets on sale now

for the 6:
00 elf toss.

Never too late to get tickets

to Santa's show.

Hey, Luce.

I know something really

wonderful about you.

- You love snow globes.

- Yeah.

Well, if that's true,

I've got a surprise for you.

Just up those stairs,

behind the vending machine

is a secret room

filled with snow globes

like you've never seen before.

Beautiful snow globes. There's

a secret code to get in that room.

What's the code?

You grab the one in the middle

and bring it back down to me.

I need your help.

But I don't want to go

up there all alone.

Lucy...

...trust me.

This is really important.

- OK.

- OK.

OK. I'll create a little diversion.

Boy, this show stinks.

Come on.

Hey, hold it!

- Coming through.

- You can't catch me. Come on, guys.

Can't catch an old dog like me?

Lucy? Lucy!

Grab a seat, everybody.

The show's about to begin.

Thank you! Thank you!

I'm gonna kick the coal

out of whoever did that.

- You.

- You're not Santa Claus.

That is an impostor. I'm Santa Claus.

Guards! Guards, get him!

Bring it on! Who wants

some of this? Come here!

If you don't mind...

Where are you going?

Get down from there!

Guess if you guys want me,

you're gonna have to come up here

and get me!

Get this through your head.

You're not Santa anymore.

You're just a guy

who smells like a cookie.

Hey, how about a game of catch?

Lucy, toss it.

Nice try, compadre.

And lovely teamwork.

There's only one problem.

You're never gonna get me to say...

I wish I'd never been Santa at all.

Now who said that? Rudolph?

Rudolph's mama?

No!

Ho ho ho.

I gotta get my coat back.

Come here.

- Boy, you are just...

- Hey!

- Whoa. Freaky.

- Hey, you!

Ho ho... Uh-oh!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Let me go! That coat belongs to me.

No, Frost, that coat belongs to him.

You got him!

This guy was huge.

- I'm Santa now.

- You don't look like Santa.

- You killed him.

- Did not.

- I want my coat.

- Dad, you gotta see this.

Charlie, Charlie!

Stay away from those things.

I want the coat!

'Cause you make such a good Santa?

Because all the elves love you?

Those people you

took money from love you?

Listen to me, listen to me. Being

Santa's not something you could take.

It's something that chooses you.

Well... how do I look?

Nice?

And you're too late.

No!

Carol.

Carol!

Well, that didn't work out

the way I'd hoped.

Carol.

Oh, Scott.

We've been looking everywhere for you.

Come here.

Oh, Mrs Claus, I've missed you.

- I missed you so much, so much.

- Wait, it's just been a few minutes.

- It's only been a few minutes?

- Yes.

Of course. It only takes a few minutes

to see the truth of an entire lifetime.

- I don't understand.

- A man goes in the world,

and expects his dreams

to come true, and then...

...the unexpected happens.

Pick up a coat and become Santa.

That's huge! A lot of pressure, taking

care of the children of the world,

and the elves and the SOS

and the North Pole,

but he loses sight of what's important:

The woman who falls in love with him...

...and gives him a baby.

- I love being Santa and I love you.

- I love you, too.

- Have you been drinking cocoa?

- No. I'm back.

- I've missed you very, very much.

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