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(LIQUID POURING)
(ATMOSPHERIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(GLASSES CLINKING)
( "SILENT NIGHT" BY
FRANZ GRUBER)
BOY: It's not in here.
Of course not 'cause
Christmas is stupid.
No, it's not.
Santa's not real.
You're lying.
Yes he is, I'm gonna tell Mom.
(FOOTSTEPS)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(ELF LAUGHING CREEPILY)
(RUSTLING)
Go check it out.
Go check it out.
No.
Fine, go burn this
wreath or I'll burn you.
I have to burn the wreath.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(ELF PANTING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
(ELF BANGING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
ELF: Ah, somebody.
Hello?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
I'm not gonna hurt you.
(OMINOUS PIANO MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(SPEAKING IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(DOOR SLAMMING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
Kyle, I found your gift.
( "DECK THE HALLS"
BY TRADITIONAL)
Come and get it.
(OVER DOOR CREAKING)
Get in.
Go on, get your gift.
Derrick?
(OVEN DOOR BANGING)
(STOVE BEEPING)
Let me out, let me out!
Let me out!
Help, it burns!
Let me out!
Derrick! Help!
Let me out!
Derrick! Derrick!
Help, let me out!
( "CAROL OF THE BELLS"
BY MYKOLA LEONTOVYCH)
MAN: Yep, always
liked this time of year.
- It's kinda sad, though.
- Woo, look who finally
- Hey, Clove.
- made it to the party.
What's up Clover?
- Hey everybody,
- Hey.
- Miss Texas herself.
- Oh har, har.
It was rigged,
never had a chance,
unlike the many
ladies on your list.
- Ooh.
- That's true, yes.
- Okay, guys.
- Well that really depends
on the time of the night.
We all know Randy likes
'em on the plus sides, huh?
- True (LAUGHING).
- Yeah, yeah,
only if it's your
mom, by the way,
let her know I called.
- Ooh.
- What?
LEAH: You two should just
get a room and save the time.
DAN: Yeah, only
if you chaperone.
- Hey, Dan.
- Watch out.
LEAH: All you had to is ask.
I was wondering when you
were gonna come over here.
How did you even
find this creepy place?
That's not important.
Did you bring the party favors?
Oh, you're the best. (LAUGHING)
Fabulous, darling.
Just, fabulous.
Everyone grab a shot.
Shots, c'mon, everyone.
Grab a shot.
Let's take a shot.
( "SILENT NIGHT" BY
FRANZ GRUBER)
Just four more
days till Christmas,
but we all know the true reason
why we're celebrating this year.
To our local hero,
- the activist.
- Oh, okay.
- Get off the stage already.
- Lifesaver.
- C'mon, man, don't take the
- Lovebirds.
- words away from me.
- Hey, watch your mouths.
She saves lives. (CHUCKLING)
I probably left something
out, but happy holidays.
- To the Grinch.
- To the Grinch
- Grinch.
- Cheers.
MAN: It's a depressing
time of year, guys.
(CALI COUGHING)
Hey, hey, what are you doing?
- Not funny.
- What?
What is this?
It looks like coal.
It could be, yeah.
CHANCE: I have a little
Christmas game for us to play.
- Oh, God.
- Uh.
LEAH: I can't wait.
It's called naughty list.
- Okay.
- Oh, sure.
So everybody's just
going to ignore the fact
that I had a rock in my drink?
- Shh.
- You all have been
naughty this year.
You will write your name
on the naughty list.
Underneath your chair
are pen, pen and paper.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
You will write your
deepest, darkest secrets.
Don't hold back.
- Yeah.
- What are we even doing?
I pay my therapist
twice a week for this,
so I think I'll
pass. (CHUCKLING)
(GROUP LAUGHING)
CHANCE: It's a game.
A dangerous one.
Alright, baby doll.
I like danger. (LAUGHING)
Hey, really?
- What?
- Okay.
You're all here for a reason.
Yeah, we're the misfits
that didn't get invited
to Colin's party.
- That is true.
- I didn't know about
- That is true.
- Colin's party.
Be as detailed as you can.
Then add your name to
the naughty list after.
Be honest.
The elf is watching.
He doesn't like when you lie.
- Dude, chill.
- Relax.
It's just a game,
it's not serious.
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(CALI YELPING)
Um, did you do that?
Who put this here?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Check his hand.
Hit and run, too.
This isn't funny.
Who put this here?
Chance?
This isn't a game.
Once you're on the list,
the only way to survive
is to do what the elf says
while it watches you.
If you don't, you die.
What are you talking about?
That is not funny.
It's not suppose to be.
You're all on the
naughty list now.
Whoa, whoa, so there's
a naughty list? (LAUGHING)
CHANCE: It's
not suppose to be.
She's obviously joking.
Guys, y'all can't
be this stupid.
CHANCE: No,
this game is real.
(BIRD SQUAWKING)
CLOVER: Hey, what
are you talking about?
CHANCE: I didn't
have a choice.
"I hate all my friends.
"They don't deserve to live."
CHANCE: Just
follow the rules.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(BIRD SQUAWKING)
Anybody else bring the booze?
I think she took the
last beer. (CHUCKLING)
Okay, okay, let's take a shot
'cause this is just too much.
Are you sure you
don't want company?
No, I'm just ready for
this to be over already.
- Okay.
- Well, see you later.
Thanks for driving.
(SPEAKING IN A FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
- (CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)
- Run!
- Jesus.
- Hah.
CLOVER: Who was that guy?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
You're going to die tonight.
Papa?
You weren't supposed
to be outside.
C'mon.
Let's go, let's go back inside.
(PAPA) I don't
get it. (CHUCKLING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(BULB CLINKING)
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
I can't.
No.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
No.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(CAR ENGINE REVVING)
(BODY THUDDING AGAINST CAR)
(CUSTOMERS CHATTERING)
RANDY: Hey, can I
get you another drink?
Sure.
Alright.
TV ANNOUNCER: Two
balls and two strikes.
Count hangs at two and two.
TV ANNOUNCER: Well,
we got two strikes...
Third base coach
waiting in the infield.
Alright guys, who did it.
- 100 pitch of the game.
- Guys?
TV ANNOUNCER:
And that's fouled.
Two, two, runner breaks.
And he fouls again.
Landing a late foul
to the right side.
TV ANNOUNCER: Well, they
had to make home again.
The hole was at second base.
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Kill me or I'll kill you.
TV ANNOUNCER: One
on one right here.
- With the two, two count.
- What?
Can I have that drink?
(BASEBALL ANNOUNCERS CHATTERING)
Hello? Can I have that drink?
Sure.
TV ANNOUNCER: Takes
steps away from runners
in a one-one game in
the seventh inning.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
And not a long lead,
he holds his ground...
The throw to second
base, not in time.
(ICE CLINKING)
(DRINK POURING)
RANDY: And you enjoy it.
Thank you.
TV ANNOUNCER: That
was the one thing.
Decided to go to second base
for a shot at the double.
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
NEWSCASTER: I'm here at
the scene of the accident
where Calico Martinez
has crashed her car.
The vehicle, in which
Jason Johnson was killed.
Jason Johnson was
acquitted of a hit and run
only five years ago.
(GASPING) Where
did you get that?
One of you obviously
thought it would be funny
to leave this with me at work.
I bet it was Dana.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
You better watch
yourself, rainbow.
- Or?
- I don't care
if all these people
here are watching.
You haven't seen the news yet?
RANDY: What news?
- I'm here at the scene
- What's this?
of the accident,
where Calico Martinez
has crashed...
She crashed her
car last night.
NEWSCASTER: The vehicle in
which Jason Johnson was killed.
- When?
- I got a text
right before it happened.
What did it say?
I don't know, I
guess around eight.
Where did you get this?
Guys, this thing showed
up yesterday about nine.
This chick at the bar,
she looked all elfy.
She told me to spike her
drink or she'd kill me,
and I didn't know if she
was telling the truth.
So I did it, I spiked her drink.
You guys, if Chance
is telling the truth,
Tiffany's next on the list.
Come on guys.
Y'all really believe this?
That's not all.
NEWSCASTER: For
those of you right now
watching this
broadcast, stay home.
For those of you who
remember the last Christmas,
the holiday sequels
just keep coming.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Clove, are you okay?
I'm fine.
Well this is perfect.
Now everyone in this town
can lose their fucking
minds all over again.
But at least this is real.
Oh, my God.
Not this naughty
list bullshit.
All I know is,
my friend is dead.
And if I can stop anyone
else from getting hurt
till we figure this out,
then that's what I'm gonna do.
Tiff, Tiff, don't hang up.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
How'd you get in here?
(PHONE BUZZING)
- Hello?
- Tiff, Tiff,
don't hang up.
The game may be real.
- The elf.
- Wait, what?
CLOVER: It's true all of it.
If you see the elf, get out.
We're coming to where you are.
Just don't move, okay?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Have you been naughty?
Okay, I'm either
really high or...
Snort it.
Snort it, snort it all.
(TIFFANY SNORTING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Tiffany?
You know, this would
actually work if you believe.
Believe in the elf?
Believe in being
possessed by evil spirits?
Not just possessed.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
She said possessed.
I said the elf takes
on relics such as dolls.
- Bullshit.
- What did you say?
I said it's bullshit.
According to the legend,
wise men brought forth
gifts on his birthday.
Okay, and?
And those gifts
where never kept.
They were used as a
catalyst for the creation
of the seven deadly sins.
So each gift is a sin.
And each gift unfulfilled.
(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
Whoever finds it will
have to pay the price
with their soul.
(WOMAN GASPING)
(WOMAN YELPING)
You guys are fucking
with me, right?
Right, it's just a doll.
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
- (FORK PLUNGING IN FLESH)
- Amy?
( "WE WISH YOU A MERRY
CHRISTMAS" BY TRADITIONAL)
(CANDLESTICK THUDDING
AGAINST HEAD)
So sorry.
Merry Christmas.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Am I dead?
Am I dead?
Not yet.
I was tripping balls.
There was elves and cookies.
Here, we're gonna
keep an eye on you.
Try and stay with the living
a little while longer, okay?
I love you, bitch.
Me too.
So she tried to kill herself?
Guys, I think we need to take
this naughty list seriously.
(CHUCKLING) That stupid game?
It's not just a game.
Chance said we
should write down
why we feel we
have been naughty.
Cali said in her text message
that she had been naughty.
This sounds like that
movie Truth or Dare
except with Snapchat filters.
No, no, no, Truth or Dare
is just like that
movie It Follows.
Well, the majority
of those movies
have been made, anyway.
- Yeah, no shit, Dan.
- Guys?
The guy she hit didn't die,
and if the reports are right,
it's the same guy who hit and
ran Cali's little brother.
Cali's brother
died in that crash.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
I think Cali wrote Jason
on the naughty list,
and the game wanted
her to fulfill it.
That doesn't explain
how it would know.
I think the elf
must be the key.
The elf?
Are you guys listening
to yourselves?
Our friend is dead,
and we have another one
recovering in the bathroom.
Cali can't drive,
and Tiffany obviously
can't hold her blow.
Oh, my God.
JOHN: Randy?
According to my
list, Leah's next.
No.
Monica, you stay
here with Tiffany.
The rest of us, come on.
We're gonna go find Chance
and get to the bottom of this.
No, no, no.
Count me out of
your scavenger hunt.
- Dan?
- Leah, some of us
have real babysitting to do.
We should stay together.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
We'll figure it out.
(CUSTOMERS CHATTERING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Have a drink, handsome.
No, man, I'm good, thanks.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Have a drink, handsome.
Be naughty.
Have a drink.
Have a drink, handsome.
What?
Be naughty.
Have a drink.
Be naughty.
Have a drink.
Have a drink.
Have a drink.
Have a drink.
Guys, it's my day off.
GROUP: Be naughty.
Have a drink handsome
Have a drink, be naughty.
Have a drink, be naughty.
Have a drink, have a
drink, have a drink.
- Be naughty.
- No, no, no, no.
- Have a drink.
- No.
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
I just wanna drug you
and eat your heart out.
Hey Randy, is that you?
Colin?
Colin, what are you doing here?
COLIN: I've been trying
to call you to apologize.
No, no, no, stay back.
Look, I know you're sorry
and I know I love you.
But right now, I just
need you to stay back.
You're not making any sense.
Please just stay away.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Just please no.
Come on now.
- No, no, no.
- Come on.
- No, I can't.
- Yes.
- I won't.
- Do it.
No, I won't.
COLIN: Have you been naughty?
Come on.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(KNIFE PLUNGING IN EYEBALL)
(BLOOD SPURTING)
Randy?
Randy?
(HEAD THUDDING AGAINST POLE)
Randy?
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Chance, we know
you're in there.
We're not leaving until you
tell us what's going on.
Ever since that party,
our friends have been
dying in weird accidents.
And you vanished.
What's going on?
You've all been naughty.
How do we stop it?
Stop it?
Whatever you wrote
down, you have to do.
You can't run.
You can't hide.
It doesn't go away.
Leah is next on
the naughty list.
It can't be.
What do you mean?
Have you seen it?
What?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
The elf?
Yeah, the Easter bunny.
Yes, yes, the elf.
- Have you seen it?
- No.
Then you can't be next.
It said right on the list.
She was next after Tiffany.
Randy's name has
been etched out.
What?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
If you do what you wrote down,
it goes to whoever's next
until they complete theirs,
but it can come back to you
if it didn't watch you do it.
What are you talking about?
The elf, it's cursed or
it's not from this realm.
And it was used in a wild hunt.
It killed a family.
We found it inside
this chest and,
and now it won't go away.
How do you know that?
I just do, okay?
How do you stop it?
We usually just wait until
the day after Christmas
and everything goes
back to normal,
but it's been getting
worse and worse,
and every year I have
to write more names
on the naughty list.
So you knew about this?
And you took us to
the creepy place?
I didn't have a choice.
Time's running out
on your option.
- Now go.
- Easy.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
CHANCE: I said, go.
I don't wanna shoot you.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
LEAH AND CLOVER: Put the
gun in your mouth, Chance.
No.
Just leave me alone.
LEAH AND CLOVER:
You broke the rules.
It was our little secret.
Remember, it must
watch you do it.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
(FLESH AND BLOOD SPURTING)
(LEAH CRYING)
We need to figure
out how to stop it.
We must warn the others.
(TOOLS CLATTERING)
(TREVOR GROANING)
TREVOR: It's about damn time.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Goddammit.
Boy, where you been?
You sorry fuck.
Goddamn, I don't bust
my ass around here
just so you can be late.
You sorry, God.
If you're gonna waste your life,
why don't you do it
on your own dime.
You deaf?
- What's up, Trevor?
- What's up?
You know who
you're talking to?
Go get me a beer, and
show me some respect.
(RATCHET RATTLING)
(BOTTLES CLINKING)
(CAN WHACKING AGAINST HEAD)
(DAN GASPING)
Next time open it.
You lazy son of a bitch.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Now, you wanna hit
me with the wrench?
Have you been naughty?
DAN: What?
TREVOR: Hit me
with the wrench, Dan.
- What the?
- Now.
Do it.
Fuck is this?
- Do it.
- No.
- I won't do it.
- Do it.
You disrespecting me, boy?
You disrespecting me?
(DAN GASPING)
(DAN COUGHING)
My house, my rules.
Remember.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(TOOLS RATTLING)
Ungrateful, sorry motherfucker.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(WRENCH WHACKING AGAINST HEAD)
(HEAD THUDDING AGAINST TRUCK)
(WRENCH CLACKING ON GROUND)
Oh, my God.
( "SILENT NIGHT" BY FRANZ
GRUBER)
(WIND HOWLING)
(PHONE BUZZING)
Hello, hello, hello?
This is the third time I've
been trying to call you.
I don't where I am right now.
I don't know where I am.
Hello?
Hello?
(TOOL CLANKING)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(CAR ENGINE SPUTTERING)
(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Once you have been added
to the naughty list...
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(COLIN CHOKING)
(FEET POUNDING AGAINST FLOOR)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(HEAD BASHING INTO CAR)
(DOOR BANGING AGAINST HEAD)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
DAN: Let's get it.
C'mon.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Clover?
I messed up bad.
Clover?
(STATIC BUZZING)
Clover?
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(LIGHTS BUZZING)
(CREEPY LAUGHTER)
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Who's there?
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(BULB CLATTERING)
Do you believe in the game now?
(LIGHTS RUSTLING)
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Jesus, what is this?
Let me go!
No, let go!
(DAN GROANING)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(LIGHTS SCRUNCHING)
(LIGHTS ZAPPING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
What is it?
Are you sure about this?
Leah, I don't think
we have a choice.
We're running out of time,
and this is the last place
I could think to look.
I hear she hasn't had
this place in years.
What makes you think now
that after all this time
she isn't just
another crazy loon?
Because, I don't think,
I don't think she's as crazy
as we were led to believe.
I want you to know
that when it's my turn,
I put some things
on the naughty list.
Okay.
Let's just focus and get
to the bottom of this.
Okay.
(BIRD SQUAWKING)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Clara?
Is that you?
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
We're wondering if we could
ask you a few questions?
Look, you crazy bitch.
People are dying,
and if you don't
open this door now,
I am gonna shove a
stocking so far up your ass
that you're gonna be
whistling Jingle Bells
through your teeth.
(DOOR CLACKING)
There's nothing for you here.
Please, we need your help.
All of our friends are dying.
I can't stop it.
No one can.
CLOVER: You have one.
You have one of the elves.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
It was this one.
I could never understand it.
It's in Enochian.
It's an ancient occult language.
CLOVER: I'm not gonna
ask how you know that.
Well, can you translate it?
I think so.
They were never
meant to be celebrated.
Ye has brought
forth his reckoning.
This celebration
was created to shield
us from the truth.
Christ's birthday?
That's the reason we celebrate.
No.
We celebrate his survival.
The biblical Magi.
They're also referred
as the Three Wise Men
or Three Kings.
They were in the
Gospel of Matthew
or traditional Christian ideals.
There's a group of
distinguished foreigners
that visited Jesus after
his birth bearing gifts.
I don't know, the
Gospel of Matthew
was the only one out of
the four chronicled gospels
to mention the Magi.
See, Matthew reports
that they came from the east
to worship the King of the Jews.
The gospel never mentions
the number of Magi.
But the Western
Christian denominations,
they just traditionally
assumed them to be three.
The Three Wise Men, yes.
What does this have
to do with the elf?
Only a number because
of the statement
that they brought three gifts.
But the Enochian
translation it was seven.
Psalm 72, chapter 11.
May all kings fall down
before him.
Why seven?
Pride.
Greed.
Lust, envy.
Gluttony, wrath.
Sloth, all of 'em major
sins, but also virtues.
You mean that there's
seven of these things?
These elves?
Just two.
The holiday rebirth?
It could be under the
influence of wrath, yeah.
You have to find the
gateway, the realm.
The chest.
You have to close
the lord to this world.
The naughty list.
- (KNIFE SCRAPING)
- What about you?
CLOVER: Leah?
LEAH: What else do you have?
- I said...
- What?
I said the...
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
- Sloth.
- Holy, shit.
She's only 20 years old.
She's 20 years old.
We have come
together to celebrate
and uplift each other during
the most wonderful
time of the year.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
My kids, they haven't
spoken to me in years.
I feel like I'm always playing
the same guy in every movie.
It's, it's as if
there's nobody else
over 42 that can
be cast, you know?
Same, what doesn't kill
you make you stronger.
My kids, each holiday,
all I get is a card
and a text message.
A text message?
Might as well put
me out to pasture
with the rest of the cows.
(MAN LAUGHING)
Look at you.
No, seriously.
Anybody that says
they love Christmas
has not been to Marvin's room.
I discovered this group
because I had a really
hard time getting my kids
to put their phones away.
Like, can't we just be a family?
It's not all about
toys and gifts,
and I felt like
that's what society
has turned Christmas into.
Right.
Yeah.
And this year the kids decided
to go with my ex-husband
and his new wife.
Meanwhile, I'm stuck
in this shit hole.
Santa's Helpers is about
more than coping with the pain
of hating this time of year.
Santa's Helpers is about
showing you a new path.
A better path towards
enjoying the holidays.
(DOOR BANGING)
(WOMAN CLAPPING)
WOMAN: Excuse me.
What a great way
to ring in the holiday season.
Can we help you?
This is a private gathering.
If you want to sign up,
if you want to be involved...
I have a secret of my own.
A secret Santa.
And I just can't seem
to figure out who it is.
( "DECK THE HALLS"
BY TRADITIONAL)
Someone in here
just might be it.
( "CAROL OF THE BELLS"
BY MYKOLA LEONTOVYCH)
Oh, yes.
See, my little friend and I
hate people who don't
absolutely love Christmas.
(AIR HISSING)
(WOMAN GASPING)
(BAT WHACKING AGAINST HEAD)
(ELF SNARLING)
(MAN GROANING)
(KNIFE CLICKING)
(BLOOD SPURTING)
( "CAROL OF THE BELLS
BY MYKOLA LEONTOVYCH)
(WOMAN GRUNTING)
(MAN CHOCKING)
(MAN SCREAMING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(PHONE BEEPING)
Went to track down Chance.
Stay put.
Call if you need anything.
You are part of a wild hunt.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
Once you have been added
to the naughty list,
then what?
(WATER SPRAYING)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(BULB CLATTERING)
(CREEPING WHISPERING)
You must die.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
Who's there?
I already called the cops.
You have to leave
before they get here.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(DOOR CREAKING)
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(TIFFANY GASPING)
(TIFFANY SCREAMING)
(HEAD BANGING
AGAINST REFRIGERATOR)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(TIFFANY GASPING)
(TREE WHACKING AGAINST HEAD)
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(BLOOD DRIPPING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(FLOOR CREAKING)
Hello?
(FLOOR CREAKING)
Hey?
We're closed.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
You are part of a wild hunt.
(CREEPY ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(JOHN GASPING)
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(DOOR CLATTERING)
(JARRING ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(SPEAR TEARING FLESH)
It was real this whole time.
John is dead.
Everyone on the list.
Everyone is scratched off.
Clover, it's Christmas.
My God, we have
to find the chest.
(DOOR CLANKING)
Just the people
I was looking for.
Let's not do that.
What do you say?
Did we find the list?
Yes.
I'm taking you
somewhere special.
I mean, it's
Christmas after all.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(WOMAN LAUGHING)
Drive.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(GUN RATTLING)
(CAR ENGINE WHIRRING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
CLOVER: What
are we doing here?
This would go a lot faster
if you let me do the talking.
The naughty list
triggered a wild hunt,
and you two are gonna
help me stop it.
No one can stop
it once it starts.
Look, we're running out of time.
If you don't let us go,
we're gonna have to do
what we put on the list.
And the elf could
appear at any moment.
Oh, I'm countin' on it.
Get closer to the chest.
That's right, keep your
hands in front of you.
CLOVER: Who are you?
(DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
What a wonderful
night to be naughty.
(GUN THUDDING AGAINST HEAD)
CLOVER: Leah?
Woo.
Let's speed this party up a bit.
(WOMEN GRUNTING)
(GUN CLACKING ON FLOOR)
(WOMAN LAUGHING)
(KNEE THUDDING IN BACK)
(KNEE THUDDING AGAINST HEAD)
(CLOVER GASPING)
(HEAD THUDDING AGAINST FLOOR)
(CLOVER GROANING)
LEAH: Fucking kill you.
(GUN FIRING)
(WOMAN GASPING)
(WOMAN GASPING)
Shit.
- (BODY THUDDING ON FLOOR)
- Clover.
C'mon, c'mon.
CLOVER: We need to
put the elf in the chest.
The naughty list.
Oh no, oh no.
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
It's time.
No.
No.
Take this gun and kill
the holiday rebirth.
No, I don't know what
you're talking about.
(GUN FIRING)
(CLOVER GROANING)
Clover?
(GUN CLACKING ON FLOOR)
Clover?
(OMINOUS ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)
(GUN FIRING)
(GASPING) Oh, my God.
(LEAH GASPING)
(LEAH COUGHING)
There truly is no other
time of year like this.
It, it, it was you?
(DRAMATIC ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
No, no.
(GUN FIRING)
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
Yes.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
I understand.
(CREEPY WHISPERING)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(OMINOUS ELECTRONIC MUSIC)