The Ultimate Christmas Present Page #2
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- 2000
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I Am So Out Of Here.
Cranberries.
It's Just A Machine.
It's Just Wires And Gears.
Wait A Second.
W-W-Wait....
Oh.
What Do You Think
It Is?
I Don't Know.
Put It Back.
Why? He Threw It Out.
But It's Still
Not Yours.
It's Garbage.
It's Anybody's. Come On!
Contraption...
Never Works Right...
More Trouble Than It's Worth.
Oh, No!
(Telephone Rings)
(Ring)
Creative Catering.
Ruben Speaking.
Excuse Me, Did You
Just Say Christmas Eve?
Ok, No Offense,
But You're Crazy.
Christmas Eve Has
Like, 8 Months Now. Hello!
Hello?
He Hung Up On Me.
Well, That's Because
You Insulted Him.
I Did Not Insult Him.
I Told Him The Truth.
He's Crazy.
Christmas Eve Bookings.
Plan Ahead, People.
Mom, When Are We
Going To Get
Our Christmas Tree?
We're Going To Get The Tree
As Soon As Dad Comes Back
From San Francisco.
But All The Good Ones
Will Be Gone By Then.
Well, Then We're Just
Gonna Have To Stand
Uncle Don And Aunt Gwen
Up In A Corner And
Decorate Them, I Guess.
Are They Really Coming?
Joey...
But Uncle Don Always
And Aunt Gwen Never
Gets My Name Right.
That's The Name
Of Her Own Poodle.
Hey, Everybody!
Sure Smells Good
In Here.
Yeah, We Never Get
To Eat The Good Stuff.
We Get Frozen Dinners.
Hah, You Do Not.
You Get Takeout.
How Was School?
Uh...Fine. We're
Going To Go Upstairs
And Do Some Homework.
Walk!
You Know That Tv Show
Where People Take Their
Junk To Some Expert,
And He Tells Them It's
Worth A Million Dollars?
Well, Maybe This Is
Worth Something.
Or Maybe It's
Just Junk.
Nah, It's Too New
To Be Junk.
It's Kind Of
Cool-Looking.
I Wonder What It Does.
Oh, What Did You Do?
I Just Touched
That Button.
Well, Try Another One.
Maybe It'll Turn It Off.
(Whistle Blows)
Wow!
Awesome!
Oh, This Is So Cool.
Hey, I Think
You Figured Out
How It Works.
Yeah.
Now Help Me Stop It.
(Thunder Rumbles)
Aah!
You'll Flood
The Place!
I'm Trying Not To!
Let's Try This.
(Thunder Rumbles)
That Is So Cool!
Wow! Let Me Try!
No, No, No, No, No.
(Thunder)
Aah!
Aah!
Oh! Whoa,
How Fierce Is That!
What's Fierce?!
Hey, Joey, Stay Out!
Why?
'Cause I Said So.
You're Not
The Boss Of Me!
Mom! Allie's
Bossing Me!
No, I'm Not!
Joey:
Are You WrappingMy Christmas Present?
What Did You Get Me?
Don't Tell Me!
Let Me Guess.
You Got Me A Football.
No, No, No.
I Know.
You Got Me A Poster
Of The Laker Girls!
Joey! Stay Out, Or I'm
Not Getting You Anything!
I Mean It!
You'd Better Hide It Good,
Or Else I'll Find It.
I Always Do.
My Turn!
Check Out These Symbols.
This Must Be Some Sort
Of Weather-Making Machine.
I Wonder What
This Swirly Line Means.
Whoa!
Whoa, Whoa!
Turn It! Turn It!
Turn It!
Here, Let's Try
This One.
Aah! Earthquake!
Aah! Earthquake!
Do You Feel That?
Oh, Don't Panic!
Get Under A Table
Or An Open Doorway!
Get A Transistor Radio!
Get Some Bottled Water!
Get Some Canned Goods!
Just Try And Stay
Calm, Ok?
It's Ok. It's Ok.
It's Over. It Was Just
Yeah, Right. That's What
They Said Just Before
The Big One In '94, Remember?
Ooh, Sorry!
It's Ok.
At Least We Know What
That Jiggly Line Means.
We'll Just Leave That One
Alone From Now On.
Let's Try The Snow One.
Wow!
Oh, This Is So Rad!
Why Would That Man
Throw It Out?
Maybe He Didn't Mean
To Throw It Out.
Yes, He Did.
We Saw Him.
Back. I Mean, This Thing
Could Flood A City
Or Cause A Blizzard
Or...
Do I Even Want To Know
What's Going Through
Your Mind?
Sam, How Would You Like
A Day Early?
How?
With A Snow Day.
A What?
A Snow Day. You Know,
My Cousin Stan Lives In Boston,
And He Said
Every Once In A While,
They Get So Much Snow
That They Have To Close
Down The Schools
'Cause They Can't Clear
The Roads Fast Enough.
We Do It With This.
We'll Just Put It Outside,
Crank Up The Volume,
And Make It Snow Real Hard.
Are You Nuts? Do You
Know How Much Trouble
We Could Get In?
Sam...How Happy Would
Everybody Be If We Actually
For Like The First Time Ever?
We'd Be Doing
This Incredible Service
For Our Community.
Well...
And Guess What Else?
If Tomorrow Is A Snow Day,
Then We Have
Creative-Writing Assignment.
And Even More Important,
To Plan What We're Going
To Wear For Blake's Party.
Am I Brilliant Or What?
In A Mad Scientist
Sort Of Way.
Mrs Thompson:
Allie!Oh, Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!
I Need Your Help, Honey.
Yeah, Mom.
What Have You Guys
Been Doing In Here?
Uh...
The Floor's Soaked!
Oh, Sorry, Mom.
We'll Clean It Up.
Allie I Have 5
Parties In 2 Days.
I Need Some Help.
Ok.
Now! Get Some Towels,
Mop Up The Water So It
Doesn't Ruin The Floor.
And How Many Times Have
I Told You To Put Your
Dirty Clothes In The Hamper?
I'll Do It.
I'll Do It, Mom.
Don't. Don't. I Got It.
Ugh!
W-W-What Are You Doing?
Shh!
It Isn't Working.
Mmm, Maybe It Just
Takes Some Time.
Well, It Was
A Great Idea Anyway.
Better Get Started
On That Paper.
P.A.:
All DolliesTo Loading Dock B.
All Dollies
To Loading Dock B, Please.
Shirley:
No, Mrs. Claus.All Right. Well, Then,
Send In The Elves.
Shirley:
Right Away.Hey, Mrs. Claus!
Get Ready
To Be Impressed!
Say Good-Bye
To The Old North Pole
And Hello
To The New.
Santa's 21ST-Century
Toy Factory And Warehouse.
Every Square Inch
Of The 10-Mile Radius
Completely Automated.
Absolutely Nothing
Going To Be Obsolete,
We're Going To
Retrain Them To Be...
Telemarketers!
Taking Phone, Catalogue,
And Internet Orders
24 Hours A Day,
365 Days A Year.
I Know What You're
Thinking, Mrs. C.
"Crumpet,
What About Tradition?
"Won't The Public
Be Disappointed
With The Fact
That Santa Has Entered
The Digital Age?"
"No," We Say.
Phooey!
Because Half
The Stuff They Print
About Us Anyway,
Is Totally Wrong.
Heck, People Still
Think We're 3 Feet Tall
And Have Squeaky
Little Voices.
Ha Ha Ha.
So, What Do You Think,
Mrs. C?
Hey, Don't Beat
Around The Bush, Mrs. C.
All Right.
I Think It's The Worst
Idea I've Ever Heard.
Both:
Ohh.Well, Is That
A "No" Or A "Maybe"?
(Telephone Rings)
Excuse Me.
Hello?
(Ring)
Hello?
(Ring)
Hello!
Mama, The Weather
Machine Is Missing!
Oh! The Weather
Machine Is Missing?
Huh?
Santa:
It's Gone.Santa:
It's Vanished.It's Disappeared!
Oh, I Never Should've
Tossed It Out.
Mrs. Claus:
You Tossed It Out?
It Wasn't Working Properly,
And So I Was Frustrated,
And I...
I Threw It In The Trash.
And When I Went
To Get It Back,
It Wasn't There Anymore.
All Right, Darling.
It Must've Been
Just Misplaced.
Did You Search
The Cabin?
Yes.
Mrs. Claus:
Retraced Your Steps?
Yes!
Tell Him
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