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(MUSIC PLAYING)
(SINGING) Fa la la la
Fa la la la
(CHOIR SINGING)
NARRATOR:
'Twas the night before Christmas,
and all through the house...
Oh, wait. Different story,
but we'll still see a mouse.
Put those old Christmas classics
back up on the shelves.
We've got new tales
of giving and loving,
-and elves.
-(ALL LAUGHING)
In our first yuletide story,
two stars are on ice.
They've been best friends forever,
so cordial and nice.
But can both share the stage
with the lights shining bright?
Or will egos get bruised
in a double-Iutz fight?
- What beautiful skaters.
-(CROWD CHEERING)
Oh, Minnie, you're not nervous, are you?
A little. Does it Show?
Aw, no. You're going to be great.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(AUDIENCE GASPS)
Spin, spin, land, and...
Oh, it's Daisy!
Come on, Donald.
Hurry up, before the ice melts.
Looks like she's got something big
planned for her routine.
DAISY: Careful, Donald!
(DONALD GROANS)
(PACKAGE CREAKS)
Props go there.
(GASPS) Minnie!
Aah!
What do you think? I made it myself.
Oh! (CHUCKLES)
Oh, Daisy, it's perfect.
Well, break a leg.
Oh! Uh...
Theater talk, honey. Good luck.
(CHUCKLES) You, too, Daisy.
- Better get ready.
- Oh.
ANNOUNCER: Let's give these
fine competitors a nice hand.
Next up, a real treat
from our own little hometown darlin'.
That's me!
That's me!
In her debut skating performance,
sure to be a Showstopper,
ladies and gentlemen,
Miss Minnie Mouse!
(APPLAUSE)
Huh?
(WHOOSHING)
WOMAN: Look at Daisy!
(LAUGHTER)
(DAISY CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)
I don't think anyone...
(SINGING) Dong, ding, dong
(CHOIR SINGING)
Dong, ding, dong
(CHOIR SINGING)
ANNOUNCER: Fantastic!
(LAUGHING) Yeah! Hey!
Do something!
(RINGS)
Ah! (GRUNTS)
(CHEERING)
- Uh-oh!
- Whoa!
Huh? Ooh.
(SCREECHING)
Keep going!
DAISY: Ooh!
Hmm!
(CROWD CHEERING)
Let's hit it!
(GASPING)
- Hmph.
- BOY: Ooh!
(SCRAPES)
Quack. Quack.
Ooh!
(WHISTLES)
(GASPS) Oh!
Squeak. Squeak.
(SLEIGH BELLS RINGING)
BOTH: Huh?
Launch!
Now, that is style.
(CROWD CHEERS)
How could you do this to me?
How could you do this to me?
- Bell head!
- What?
- Hippo hugger!
- Gator skater!
- Prima donna!
- Goody-goody!
- Copycat!
- Dirty rat!
DAISY: Let me at her!
MINNIE: You're just jealous!
- Oh!
- Oh, no!
DAISY: Let go of me!
(BOTH GASP)
(SCREAMING)
(CLANGING)
Aah!
(MINNIE AND DAISY SHOUTING)
MINNIE: Let go of me!
(BOTH YELLING)
Give up?
Never.
- Oh!
-(MICKEY GASPS)
CROWD: Oh!
Touch your toes, girls.
-(STRAINING)
-(COSTUME RIPPING)
(CHOIR SINGING)
(CROWD CHEERS)
Hoist 'em up!
(HIPPOS YELPING)
(ALLIGATORS GROANING)
DONALD: Ah!
MICKEY: Huh?
(MUSIC SWELLS)
(CLANG)
(EXCLAIMING)
(GASPS)
(SINGING)
(SCREAMS) Oh!
(GASPS)
(CLICK)
(MUSIC STOPS)
(ALL GASP)
(CRYING)
Oh.
Are you okay?
I think so.
What was I thinking?
(GASPS) What were we thinking?
I'm sorry.
Um...
Fflends?
Best friends.
Finale?
Grand finale!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
- Yeah!
- Yeah!
(CHOIR SINGING)
(BELL DINGS)
(BOOMS)
(BOOMS)
Hey!
(BOOMS)
(CHEERING)
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
NARRATOR: When these best friends
were fighting, the show was a flop,
but when they danced together,
they came out on top.
At this grand, stately mansion,
three kids decked the halls.
(KIDS LAUGHING)
Sliding down bannisters,
climbing the walls.
But soon they may wish
they'd shown more self-control,
or they'll wake up on Christmas
to find lumps of coal.
DONALD: (SINGING)
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
(CHILDREN SCREAMING PLAYFULLY)
Watch out below!
DEWEY: Whoa!
Here we come!
- Whoa!
- Whoa! (LAUGHING)
- Hurry!
- It's time!
Uh-oh.
Hey, wait up!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
-(OBJECTS SHATTERING)
DEWEY: There they are!
LOUIE: Told ya!
DONALD: Whoa!
(CRASHING)
(UNCLE SCROOGE HUMMING)
- Let's see!
- Yeah! Smells great!
Oh, no, no!
- Mine!
- Smells good!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
Oh, boy!
Mine!
(ALL GROAN)
Come on, Uncle Scrooge.
Give us just one little cookie.
- Oh, all right, boys.
-(GASPS)
You may each take one.
After you eat a hearty
and nutritious dinner.
ALL: Aw...
DAISY: Well, that was delicious.
(ALL BELCH)
Donald, say something.
(BELCHES)
Attention, everyone. Time for dessert.
(CLAPS)
(WHIRRING)
(GASPS)
(ALL GASP)
(CLANG)
I just love that.
Cookies!
Oh! Get off the table!
Where are your manners?
DONALD: Oh.
-(TYMPANI ROLL)
-(CRACKS)
My cookies!
What happened to my scrumptious
silver dollar chocolate chip cookies?
(BELL DINGS)
Boys! How could you?
Hey, aren't we innocent
until proven guilty?
- No!
-(ALL GASP)
You three march right upstairs!
Now!
I'm sure the cookies
were delicious, Uncle Scrooge.
They were.
Just let me at 'em!
- Whoa!
- Donald!
Don't make a big deal out of nothing.
Let me go!
Listen, I'll go talk to them.
(KNOCK AT DOOR)
Come in.
Boys, I want to tell you
something important.
That you made us more cookies?
No, that might send
the wrong message.
Listen, I don't want you three
to make the same selfish choices
that I made when I was your age.
But you turned out rich.
Rich because I was selfish.
ALL: We want to be rich and selfish, too.
Thun'snmbuwl
mummy
There's owning a mansion
with its own zip code.
And having a different private jet
for every day of the week.
And an Olympic-size swimming pool
with your own submarine.
Yes, the submarine is a highlight.
(LAUGHS)
But you're missing the point.
The one thing that I wanted
more than anything else
I never got,
because I never got
on Santa's good list.
Well, why didn't you just buy it?
You cannot buy being on Santa's list.
Now, hear me out, lads,
because I'm losing my patience.
It's simple.
If you don't clean up your act,
you don't get on Santa's list.
If you're not on the list,
you don't get presents.
-(BOTH GASP)
- What?
A little food for thought.
Night, night, boys. Pleasant dreams.
(HUMMING)
Easy for you to say.
We made the good list, right?
Absolutely.
We've been very good this year.
I got it, I got it!
(CRASH)
Hey, Uncle Donald,
we washed your car.
(QUACKS)
(HUMMING)
-(FLUSHES)
- Whoa!
(SLURPS)
(POPS)
(QUACKING)
Uncle Donald, come quick!
(GASPS)
(ALL LAUGH)
(ALL LAUGH)
ALL: We're doomed. Oh!
There's no way
we're on Santa's good list this year.
I guess it's too late to change.
Yeah. It's Christmas Eve.
(CLOCK TICKING)
So, you want to put some frogs
in Uncle Donald's bed?
Maybe later, but first I got a great idea.
We'll write our own names
on Santa's list.
But Santa lives way up
at the North Pole.
Yeah. How are we going
to get there, migrate?
Okay, feather head,
what do you think is easier?
Cleaning up our act by tomorrow
or going to the North Pole?
No contest. North Pole, here we come.
Ready? Let's roll.
ALL: Ow! Ow!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
-(BRAKES HISS)
-(DOOR CLOSES)
(ALL GROANING)
We made it.
Whoa. Next time
we mail ourselves first class.
Whoa!
It's the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(CLICKING)
(THUDDING)
(HONKS)
(GULPS)
(WHIRRING)
(HONKING)
Look at all these elves.
We're never going to get away with this.
We need a disguise. Let's move!
(ELF GRUNTING)
Oh, yeah, this'll fool 'em.
Hey, fellow elf, can you
give me a hand here?
Yeah, right. Be right with you.
Well, Dewey?
How are we going to find
the list in this place?
I'm working on it.
I can't see anything
with this map in the way.
(BOTH GASP)
- A map?
- A map?
Good work, Louie.
- Look, it says "Santa's list" right here.
- Let's move.
(ALL PANTING)
(ALL GASP)
(GRUNTING)
It's locked.
Whoa!
Find Santa, and we find the key.
Back to the map.
(ALL PANTING)
Santa's office,
right next to the food court.
Let's go!
(SCREECHING)
(HUEY READING)
Wait. You're going to wake him.
We got to be super quiet.
(SNORING)
-(CREAK)
-(SLAMS)
Oh!
(CONTINUES SNORING)
Oh, yeah, super quiet.
(MUTTERS) Check list.
Feed reindeer.
DEWEY: (GASPING) There it is.
Next time, we draw straws.
Oh.
- Oh!
- Pull up!
Whew!
(YAWNS)
Yuck!
Hey, peppermint.
With just a hint of mocha.
- Quiet!
- Quiet!
(YAWNS)
Oh!
Oh, that's the spot.
(YAWNS)
I got it. Uh...
Whoa!
Hot, hot, hot! Whoa! Ah!
(SLAMS)
(SNORING)
Whew!
Nothing can wake that guy.
-(COUGHING)
-(RINGING)
Huh? What?
Except that.
(RINGING)
It's for you.
- Thank you.
- You're welcome.
- Hello?
- WOMAN: Santa!
Now, don't you go back to napping.
I know when you've been sleeping.
I know when you're awake.
Oh, is it that time already?
(SNIFFS)
Hey, what are they cooking in
the kitchen?
Mmm. Smells like roast duck.
Now, don't dillydally, you hear?
You better kick it up a notch.
Yes, yes, of course. I'll be right down.
(PUNKS)
Ho.
(WHIRRING)
-(SLAMS)
- Huh?
(GROANING)
Give me that.
Good list, here we come.
Hey, careful, buddy.
That hurt.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(OBJECTS BREAKING)
(POPPING)
Hey! (EXCLAIMING)
Don't drop that key.
Relax. What could happen?
(EXCLAIMING)
Aw! Aw...
WOMAN ON PA:
Clean up in action figures.
All available, please assist.
Except for you, of course, Santa.
(GROANING)
Dewey! Hey, Dewey, you got the key?
(GASPS) There it is.
It took forever to stack
these Jailbreak Bob toys.
Jailbreak Bob?
JAILBREAK BOB: Let me out, see?
I was framed, see?
Uh-Oh.
I didn't do it, see?
No worries. Accidents happen.
We got to get all these keys
back into the jails.
These dolls still have to be wrapped.
But he lost the key to the men's room.
No problem.
Whichever key doesn't fit is yours.
Let's move.
- I'll start over here.
- What a mess.
I'll help.
JAILBREAK BOB: Let me out. Let me out, see?
My brother did it, see?
- I'm bustin' out of here.
- I'll pull your string.
(JAILBREAK 8088 ALL TALKING)
Let me out! Let me out!
Hey, I got a defective key over here.
What'll I do with it?
I don't know. Throw it at Morty.
No, wait!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS)
Come on! Follow that key!
Hey, aren't you guys
going to help restack these?
Uh, sure. Be right with you.
They aren't coming back, are they?
(STAMPING)
(WHIRRING)
- Here you go.
- Got it.
- Here's another.
- All right.
Oh, this one's empty.
There you are.
JAILBREAK BOB:
Quit eyeballin'me, see?
That hurt, see?
It's got to be here somewhere.
Oh, where is it?
Hey, I got it! I got it!
Oh, no! Look what they've done!
(ALL GASP)
ALL: Oh! Ugh!
Uh... Uh...
Give me that, you.
Let's get out of here.
(ALARM BUZZING)
WOMAN ON PA:
Emergency! Emergency!
We are at Elf Con One.
Don't panic! Thank you.
To the list! We're running out of time!
(GROANING)
Hey, what's the big...
Oh, goodness me. I'm terribly sorry.
Sometimes it's hard to see
past the old tum tum.
Hey, you found my key!
Uh...
Thanks, boys.
I've been looking for this.
Got to check that list
one more time, you know.
(ALL GASP)
ELF: Santa, come quick!
It's a disaster.
We're way off schedule.
Christmas is ruined! (SOBBING)
SANTA: Ho, ho, ho!
How bad could it be?
Remember the sleigh crash of '64?
That bad?
Worse! Look!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, now, that's bad.
I'd better get down there.
Christmas is ruined! (SOBBING)
What have we done?
(POPPING)
DEWEY:
We really made a mess of things.
We ruined Christmas
for every kid in the whole entire world.
Uncle Scrooge was right.
We'll never clean up our act.
(SIGHS)
Hey, but we can clean up our mess!
What do you say, fellows?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(BONES)
(CREAKS)
(CLICKS)
(WHIRRING)
(CLICKING)
(STAMPING)
-(WHISTLES)
-(GULPS)
(STAMPING)
(TEMPO OF MUSIC INCREASING)
-(MACHINE WHEEZES)
- Huh?
Uh, excuse me. I'm out of...
That's a wrap. (LAUGHS)
You see, I'm a wrapping elf,
and I said that to... Forget it.
All right!
(ELVES CHEERING)
We did it!
Congratulations, everybody.
Ho, ho!
WOMAN ON PA. Attention!
There's a celebration in progress
in all departments.
All elves are to party down,
and, Santa, you shake
that bowl full of jelly!
Hmm?
Sorry. Got carried away.
It's been fun, fellas. See you. Bye.
Take care of yourselves.
We ruined Christmas and then saved it,
all in one day.
How many kids can say that?
Yeah, but I guess
there's no presents for us this year.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
We were this close
to getting on the good list.
Close, but we still failed.
-(KEYS JINGLE)
-(DOOR UNLOCKS)
(WHISTLING)
Or did we?
-(GASPS)
-(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Whoa! Santa's list!
And he checks this twice?
Hey, you're not supposed to be in here!
You know the rules.
There's an emergency
in sporting goods!
Someone tossed
their Christmas cookies!
Oh, dear! Step aside!
Duty calls!
All right, now, what do we got here?
Look, a list for every city.
Oh, you're right.
New York, London, Paris, Beijing,
and Duckburg!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Yep. We were right.
Our names are nowhere on this thing.
Not for long.
Pencil, Huey.
This is it, boys.
Everything we've worked for.
We'll show Uncle Scrooge.
What are you waiting for?
Hmm. Good thinking.
That'll show him.
This is going to be
the best Christmas ever.
- All right!
- Yeah!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(ENGINES ROAR)
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
Hey, the box said "fragile!"
You think it worked?
I sure hope so.
Look! There it is!
Whoa! That Santa's scary fast.
I can hardly wait.
DAISY: Good morning.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
Step aside! Coming through!
Donald! Where are your manners?
Good morning, boys.
Up and dressed already?
Oh, would you look at that?
Is that for you, Iaddies?
Actually, it's for you, Uncle Scrooge.
(GASPS) For me?
It's from Santa.
Really? Should I open it?
- Yeah!
- Yeah!
(TEARING)
Oh...
(GASPS)
It's what I've wanted
since I was a wee lad in the Highlands.
You wanted bagpipes?
I guess you finally made it
onto Santa's good list.
Mission accomplished.
Boys! There are more
presents back here!
ALL: There are?
- Aw, cool!
- Whoa!
Hey, look! I got a train!
Look at my glider!
Hey, look! I got a Jailbreak Bob!
JAILBREAK BOB:
Be good this year, see?
And have a merry Christmas.
Where?
Is, uh, this what you're looking for?
That's it! Oh, boy!
What'd you get?
"The Big Book of Manners"?
(LAUGHS)
Ha.Ha.Ha.
Very funny.
I don't get it.
Why do you suppose Santa
gave us presents, too?
Hey, fellas, look.
It's from Santa.
"Dear boys,
"there's always room on my list
"for those who think of others first.
"Keep up the good work.
"Oh, and thanks for
the help in the toy shop.
"Love, Santa.
"P.S. You might need these."
Marshmallows!
(PLAYING OUT OF TUNE)
Those aren't marshmallows.
(ALL GROANING)
Boy, that's bad on the ear.
Oh, Donald.
(CONTINUES PLAYING)
NARRATOR: They started out selfish,
those rascally brothers,
but made Christmas magic
by thinking of others.
Goofy always means well,
spreading holiday cheer,
but embarrasses Max with
his pratfalls each year.
Oh, he tries to step up to the plate
and be cool,
but now Max has grown up,
will Dad still play the fool?
(CRASHES)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)
Max, I'm really looking
forward to meeting your dad.
- Yeah, about my dad...
- Thank you.
I just want to warn you.
He's a little, well, different.
Oh, Max, I'm sure he's great.
Don't get me wrong. He's really funny.
He makes people laugh.
Usually at him.
But he can be a bit clumsy.
Accident-prone,
disaster waiting to happen.
I'd better give him a call.
GOOFY: (SINGING)
I was strollin' through the park one day
In the merry, merry month of May
I was taken by surprise...
(CELL PHONE CHIMING)
Surprise? Hyuck! That must be Maxie.
{POPS)
-(DINGS)
Hello?
Hey, Dad, it's me.
Maxie!
Max, Dad.
Look, I need to talk to you.
Hyuck! How's the weather up there?
It's cold. Dad, this is important.
You wearing the scarf I knitted for you?
Yeah, Dad, every day.
Listen, remember
I told you about the girl
I'm bringing home for Christmas?
Uh, this Christmas?
Oh. (GROANS)
Yes, Dad. Mona, remember?
Uh-huh.
And I want to make a good impression.
I was kind of wondering
if you could kind of play it, um...
You know, cool?
Oh, gotcha.
Don't worry, son.
We'll give her a Christmas
she'll never forget!
Whoa! Whoa!
(CRASHING)
Yep. That's what I'm afraid of.
(HORN BLOWS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I've got a boatload of butterflies
in my belly
I'm short of breath with legs of jelly
Feel like I'm floatin'
'Bout 5 feet off the ground
So I've got to ask for just one big favor
That my dad be on his best behavior
When he sees the two of us around
I'm gonna try to face
the holidays fearlessly
And I hope he'll do his best
not to embarrass me
Make me look good
Make me shine
If you make me look good
I just might get to make her mine
Make me look good
(LAUGHING)
You have the tendency
to frustrate me
Seems that you humiliate me
MONA: Aw.
Every single time you get the chance
Mmm...
Is it any wonder that I'm so frantic?
What with all your crazy antics
Ruining all my chances for romance
MONA: How cute.
I don't expect you to become
Sir Henry Dignified
But could you just try to prove
that you were on my side
Make me look good
Make me shine
If you make me look good
I just might get to make her mine
Make me look good
(MONA LAUGHING)
(GROANS)
(SIGHS)
GOOFY: Oh, that Mona.
She's really something.
You sure know how to pick 'em, Maxie.
Max. It's Max, all right?
Gawrsh! It's freezin' out.
Come on inside, son.
We'll make cookies...
- Dad...
- And sing carols...
Dad. Dad, please!
I'm just going to take a walk.
Oh.
(WIND BLOWS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
- Be careful!
- Oh!
(GOOFY LAUGHS)
(SIGHS)
I only wanted to make
a good impression
Now I must make a confession
Wish I hadn't acted selfishly
I guess I should apologize to you
After all you've filled
my life with laughter
No doubt about it
You've been so good to me
I don't know why I was so worried
'Cause, strange but true
You're my one and only dad
And I'm so proud of you
Mmm...
(POPPING)
GOOFY: Whoa!
MONA: Oh!
- Max!
- Aah!
You made me look good
You made me shine
You made me look so good
It looks like I'm gonna make her mine
You made me look good
Everything's fine
Everything's fine
You made me look so good
It looks like I'm gonna make her mine
You made me look good
MAX: Awesome Christmas, Dad!
This is great!
Aw, shucks. Hyuck!
(ALL LAUGH)
NARRATOR: When a father and son
end up miles apart,
they can see eye-to-eye
when they act heart-to-heart.
Sometimes Christmas gets lost
in the holiday crush.
It's, "Buy this, get that,
remember to rush."
But Donald just wants
peace and quiet this yule.
Can he enjoy Christmas
and not lose his cool?
-(BOINGS)
{QUACKS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(CHATTERING)
- Aah!
-(POPS)
Merry Christmas!
Yeah, merry Christmas.
Say!
(SLURPS)
Ah...
Hot chocolate.
(HORN HONKING)
My bus.
-(HONKING)
- What? My bus!
Uh-oh!
(HONKS HORN)
Wait for me!
(QUACKS)
(SPITS)
Uh-oh.
No! Wait!
(SINGING) ...a many Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year...
Merry Christmas.
...to you and your kin
Glad tidings for Christmas
And a happy New Year
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
(BLOWS WHISTLE)
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Glad tidings we bring
to you and your kin
Glad tidings for Christmas...
And a happy New Year
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy, happy
Happy, happy---
DA; And to wrap up tonight's forecast,
it's going to be a crisp 18 degrees.
Now back to our program.
(MUSIC TEMPO INCREASING)
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry...
And a happy New Year
- Hey, what you got there?
- Aah!
Can I have some cocoa, too?
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
(QUACKS)
Uh-oh!
(QUACKS)
(QUACKING) Whoa!
(SPLASHES)
ALL: Hi, Uncle Donald!
(FOOTSTEPS)
- Ready to go, Donald?
- Where?
- To the mall.
- ALL: Duh!
Don't you want to see
the Christmas window at Mousy's?
And smell lots of greasy grub
in the food court?
And wander around aimlessly
looking for the perfect gift?
All I want is peace, quiet,
and my hot chocolate.
- Don't be such a big, old grump.
- Whoa!
Christmas is the time
to be with family and friends
and the people who love you.
Come on.
You go. I'll stay.
Stop being so selfish.
Quack, quack, quack.
Oh!
I'm not going, and that's final!
Hmm.
Don't dawdle, Donald.
(MUSIC PLAYING ON PA)
This is going to be awesome!
Oh, when does it start?
Let's see.
- Ow! Oh!
- Hey!
I'm sorry.
(SNIFFS) Is that hot chocolate?
Very hot!
(BELL DINGS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
I'll be right back.
(LEGS FLUTTER)
- Number 7, please.
- Comin' right up.
(FROTHS TO TUNE
OF CHRISTMAS CAROL)
-(THUDS)
- Here you go, man. Merry Christmas.
Thanks.
(COINS JINGLE
TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)
(CLOSES REGISTER)
(CLINKING TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)
Huh?
(POPS TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)
(TAPPING IN RHYTHM)
(BARKING TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)
(QUACKS)
(HAMMERING TO TUNE)
(WHIRRING TO TUNE)
Ugh.
(TEARING IN RHYTHM)
(DRUMMING IN RHYTHM)
(QUACKS)
(CLACKING IN RHYTHM)
(SQUEAKING IN RHYTHM)
(TICKING IN RHYTHM)
(TWEETS IN RHYTHM)
-(DIALS IN RHYTHM)
- Whoa!
(ALL BEEPING IN TUNE)
-(BURPING IN RHYTHM)
-(SLURPING IN RHYTHM)
(BLOWING IN TUNE)
(QUACKING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Whew!
-(MACHINERY STARTS)
- Aah!
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
(SCREAMING)
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
We wish you a merry Christmas
- Aah!
-(SINGING SPEEDS UP)
Aah!
WOMAN: And now,
for your viewing pleasure,
Mousy's Christmas Spectacular!
{QUACKS)
{CRASHES)
(ALL GASP)
(MUSIC SLOWING DOWN)
(ALL GASP)
I'll show you!
Wha...
(MACHINE SHUTS OFF)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Uh-Oh.
-(BOINGS)
-(EXCLAIMS)
(ALL MURMURING)
Uncle Donald?
- He's your uncle?
- Him? Uh-uh.
I've never seen him before.
- This is my uncle.
- Ow!
What are the odds?
Boys, please! I can explain.
This is a new low. Even for you.
Come on, boys.
What was he thinking?
Aah!
- I hope you're happy!
-(GROANS)
For cryin' out loud,
where's your Christmas spirit?
Doh!
(DOOR CLOSES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
DAISY: Donald, stop being so selfish.
Oh...
COP: For cryin' out loud,
Where's your Christmas spirit?
Oh...
DEWEY. No, never seen him before.
Oh...
HUEY: You're blowin' us off
for a beverage?
Oh...
DAISY: Christmas is the time
to be with family and friends
and the people who love you.
DAISY:
We'll have four hot chocolates, please.
- Oh, good. Thank you.
- Sound good, boys?
(SIGHS)
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas...
Come on, together. On the down beat.
Glad tidings we bring...
Oh, your timing's off.
We've been here all day.
Just sing the melody.
WOMAN: What melody?
You're singing out of tune.
Stop! Stop, stop, stop.
(SINGING STOPS)
I know this song inside and out.
(CRACKS KNUCKLES)
I'll start.
We wish you a merry Christmas
(CLEARS THROAT)
We wish you a merry Christmas
Altos!
We wish you a merry Christmas
Tenors!
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
That's better!
Glad tidings we bring
To you and your kin...
Together now!
Hey! Can we join in?
Yeah! Come on, everybody!
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
Hey, what's going on?
Let's check it out.
...figgy pudding
Bring us some figgy pudding...
Uncle Donald? What's gotten into him?
And a cup of good cheer
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
I'm sorry, Daisy.
Merry Christmas?
Merry Christmas, you big, old grump.
Everybody, clap your hands!
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
(SONG ENDS)
NARRATOR: Our duck faced the music
and found his own beat.
He sang from his
head,
making Christmas complete.
In our last Christmas story,
let's turn now to Mickey.
His friendship with Pluto
has never been sticky.
But when decking the halls,
if your master says, "Sit,"
you'd better obey, or disaster may hit.
(CHOIR SINGING)
(CHIMING)
(ORNAMENT TAPS FLOOR)
(PLUTO SNORING)
(TAPS)
(MICKEY HUMMING)
Hey, Pluto, guess what?
I got more decorations.
-(BARKS)
- Easy, pal. These are special.
Oh! And breakable.
- Hey, I see you.
-(BARKS)
Aw. Who's my pal? Who's my pal?
(BARKING)
That's right. You are. You are, Pluto.
We better get busy.
We have lots to do
for our big Christmas bash.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(WHIMPERS)
I know what you're looking for.
Be patient.
You'll get to put the star on the tree.
-(STAR CLATTERS)
-(WHIMPERS)
(GASPS) Look out!
Oh. Oh.
(WHIMPERS)
Pluto, you got to be more careful.
-(TELEPHONE RINGS)
- Now sit.
Stay.
-(RINGING CONTINUES)
- Good boy.
Just forget all about that star.
- Hello?
- MINNIE: Hi, Mickey.
It's me.
How's everything going for the party?
Almost done.
This is going to be
my best Christmas party ever.
Mickey, you're not overdoing it again,
are you?
No, no. I've cut way back this year.
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MICKEY: Less is more, I always say.
(SANTAS LAUGHING)
(SIGHS)
Aw, Minnie, you're going to love it.
Why, I've got candy canes,
eggless egg nog...
(GASPS)
Pluto! No! No!
-(YELPS)
-(CRASHING)
-(SHATTERS)
-( ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
-(LOSING POWER)
- SANTAS: Ho, ho, ho...
(CLATTERS)
(SPLATS)
{CRASHES)
-(ELECTRICITY SHORTING OUT)
Mickey, is everything all right
over there?
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)
{CRASHES)
-(BARKS)
Mickey?
Just perfect.
- I got to go.
-(BEEPS)
- Pluto.
-(WHIMPERS)
Look at this mess.
I had the perfect party,
and now it's the perfect disaster.
- Christmas is ruined.
-(WHIMPERS)
Well, if I really hurry,
I suppose I can get to
St. Knickknacks Megamall
before closing.
(PANTING)
(GASPS)
Haven't you done enough already?
Go to your doghouse!
-(SLAMS)
-(MICKEY GAGS)
(CLEARS THROAT)
I mean it, Pluto! Get out and stay out!
-(SLAMS)
-(MICKEY GAGS)
"Man's best friend." (SCOFFS)
(WHIMPERS)
(ENGINE STARTS)
(WHIMPERS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
MICKEY: Aw. Who's my pal?
- Not you!
-(WHIMPERS)
Christmas is ruined, and you ruined it.
- Get out and stay out!
-(WHIMPERS)
- Wait.
- Mmm?
Did I mention you ruined Christmas?
-(WHIMPERS)
- Well, then, stay out!
-(ECHOES) Stay out!
-(SNIFFLES)
(COLLAR JINGLES)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)
(STEAM HISSES)
(CHUGGING)
(GROWLS)
(BARKS)
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, I'm making great time.
This shortcut is a lifesaver.
{CRASHES)
-(MUSIC STOPS)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(PANTS) At least not much is broken.
-(HORN HONKS)
-(CRASHING)
Aw...
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
MICKEY: Oh. I'd have to be
a sorcerer to clean up this mess.
{POPS)
-(HISSES)
(GRUNTING)
-(TEARING)
-(YELLS)
(WHISTLE BLOWS)
(LIVELY MUSIC PLAYING)
(BRAKES SQUEAK)
(CARS THUD)
(GASPING)
-(RUMBLING)
-(YELPS)
(YELPS)
(BARKS)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)
-(THUDS)
- Huh?
(REINDEER WHOOPING)
(WHIMPERS)
(PANTS)
(SCREECHING)
(SHOUTING)
Whoa!
How about you watch
where you're sticking those antlers
next time, huh?
(ALL LAUGH)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Gentlemen, an excellent drill.
If you're a flying donkey.
Now, come on.
We have to be on our best game,
or we lose our payload.
Oh, boy, you got that right, Blitzen.
Like the sleigh crash of '64.
You remember that?
Donner, I told you, never...
I've never seen so many toys scattered.
That barn came out of nowhere.
Hey, who's hungry?
Let's hit the trough, guys, huh?
- Wait a minute. I'm the leader here.
-(CLEARS THROAT)
Hey, who's hungry? Let's hit the trough.
Oh, who cares? Let's just eat.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(PANTS)
(CHATTERING)
Remember, now, easy on the grub.
We've all read the story.
We're supposed to
be eight tiny reindeer.
What?
(LAUGHTER)
Oh, man! Grain again?
(WHIMPERS)
I'm so hungry I could eat a horse.
I'm not kidding.
{BARKS)
-(ALL GASP)
But not a dog.
-(WHIMPERS)
- Oh.
Look here. No collar.
- Do you think he's a stray?
- He strayed pretty far.
What do you think? What do you think?
Can we keep him? Can we?
Yeah, that's a good idea.
I knew you'd agree!
You know what we'll name him?
- I was just kidding.
- Brace yourself for genius.
There can only be one name
for this dog.
- Want to hear it?
- No.
- Murray.
- ALL: Murray?
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You know, like, "Murray Christmas."
-(ALL GROAN)
- Oh, my head.
(DOOR CREAKING)
Well, I don't need my sunglasses,
but it'll do.
Hmm?
Something's missing.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
(WIND BLOWING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Uh... Hey, pal. I finished decorating.
Well, almost. (CHUCKLES)
There's just one thing left.
Aw, come on, Pluto.
Who's my pal? Who's my pal?
Pal? Buddy?
Hello?
(GASPS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, no.
(DIALING)
(LINE RINGING)
- MINNIE: Hello.
- Minnie, it's me.
Thanks for the jingle.
I'm not ho, ho, home,
but leave me some Christmas cheer.
-(BEEPS)
- Pluto's run away.
I got to find him.
He's probably freezing,
all alone, miserable.
Christmas is ruined.
This is just terrible. Cancel the party.
Oh, this is Mickey.
All right, inspection,
you jingle-headed quadrupeds.
Line up.
(BARKING)
BLITZEN: Now what?
REINDEER: Look, he's after Winky!
- Heads up!
- Aah!
BLITZEN: All right, who let the dog out?
(GASPS)
Get that... Oh, perfect.
Hey, Murray,
what, do you think,
those ornaments grow on trees?
Well, they do!
(LAUGHTER)
Ah, yeah, that never gets old.
Enough reindeer games.
Back to the sky, boys.
We need to shave three minutes
off our flight time.
Oh, Blitzen, wait.
I've got another genius idea.
Oh, please share.
Sit. Stay.
Those are strictly for reindeer!
Fly!
Huh?
Perfect.
(CHATTERING)
And they say
you can't teach an old dog new tricks.
- All right, boys. And, Murray.
-(CHUCKLES)
Let's go.
(MUSIC SWELLS)
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
(ENGINE STARTS)
- Oh, great. They're plowing the roads.
-(TRUCK HONKS HORN)
Whoa!
(DOOR OPENS)
(GRUNTING)
Hey!
Just perfect.
(GRUNTS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(PANTS)
Ooh.
(EXCITED GASP)
(COOING)
(WHIMPERS)
(GRUNTING)
-(GRUNTING)
-(GIGGLES)
Ah. Good times, huh?
Hey, aren't you glad
we brought Murray along?
Oh, yeah. Flying dog. Good idea.
Not interested, buddy.
We have lots of presents to wrap.
You can help me.
(SCOFFS)
(GRUNTS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(WHIMPERING)
Oh!
(WHIMPERING)
(WHIMPERS)
(LAUGHING)
Hey, Donner, correct me if I'm wrong,
and I know you will,
but I think
something's wrong with your dog.
- Wow. Do you think he's airsick?
- The air is a little thin at this altitude.
Maybe he's cold.
Do you think he's cold?
It's partially cloudy, but warm.
- Or maybe he's just hungry.
- What, after eating my slippers?
That's it! He's hungry!
- What do you think, Blitz?
-(PLUTO WHIMPERS)
Are you going to let me answer?
- Come on, Murray, hop on!
- Guess not.
Let's hit the elfeteria
and see what's cooking, buddy, huh?
You know, those elves make
a mean shortbread.
Get it? Because they're short!
(LAUGHING)
(WIND BLOWING)
Aw, Pluto, If only I hadn't yelled at you.
I promise I'll never raise my voice again.
-(TRUCK HONKS HORN)
- Huh?
(YELLING) Stop! Stop!
(HORN HONKS)
(GRUNTING)
Hmm.
Oh, no!
Oh.
Hmm. How am I going to find you?
-(FLASH BULB POPS)
- Ho, ho, ho!
GIRL: It's Santa!
Hey, what's your name, little fella?
- Mickey. Mickey Mouse.
- Ho, ho, ho.
So, tell me, Mickey.
What do you want for Christmas?
Well, it's kind of a long story,
so I'll cut to the chase.
I was decorating my house like always,
but Minnie said I shouldn't.
And I said I wouldn't, but I couldn't,
because Pluto broke it.
And I yelled,
so he was in the doghouse.
- Mmm-hmm.
- But he wasn't in his doghouse,
and there was this crazy snowplow,
and then...
Oh, wait. This isn't cutting to the chase,
is it?
Let me start again.
(ALL GROAN)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(ALL GASP)
So, anyway, Santa, Pluto's gone.
All I want for Christmas
is my best friend back.
Hmm. Well, I'll... Gosh.
I mean, that's a pretty tall order.
I'll, uh, see what I can do.
Smile!
(SIGHS) Come on, Murray.
- Whoa. He still hasn't eaten?
- Not even an elf bite.
Oh, Murray, do it for Donner, okay?
We're friends, right?
Come on, who's my pal? Who's my pal?
You really big baby! Here's a good dog!
(BARKS)
- What's he doing?
- A little kitty fell in a well?
- You ever seen a dog do this?
- The barn's on fire?
Do you think it's a nervous tic?
What? What are you talking about?
I had a nervous tic once,
but I sent him to therapy,
and he got better.
Oh, why do I bother?
(WHIMPERING)
DONNER: I wonder what he's thinking?
(PLUTO WHIMPERING)
(SOBBING)
Oh, what did I do wrong?
Oh, Donner, you haven't done
anything wrong.
-(GASPS)
-(DOOR CLOSING)
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Aw. Who's Pluto?
- I think he's Murray.
- Murray's Pluto?
- Bingo.
- Bingo's Pluto?
Ah... Yes.
Thinking about Mickey?
(WHIMPERS)
He misses you very, very much.
You miss him, too, don't you?
(SLURPS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(WIND BLOWING)
Aw, where are you, pal?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(EXCLAIMS)
-(SCREECHING)
- BLITZEN: Let Murray lead the sleigh.
Whose idea was that?
DONNER: Yours.
DONNER: Careful, careful.
(GRUNTING)
(WIND BLOWS)
(BOTH GASP)
-(GASPS)
-(SWISHES)
(CHUCKLES) Phew.
Let's see the tooth fairy do that.
-(CHUCKLES)
-(PANTING)
Oh. Thank you.
- I'm going to miss you, buddy.
-(WHIMPERS)
Your name may be Pluto,
but to me you'll always be Murray.
(SLURPING)
Yeah. Murray...
Merry Christmas, Pluto.
Welcome home.
(SNAPS)
(BARKING)
Pluto?
Pluto, is that you?
(BARKING CONTINUES)
(MUSIC SWELLS)
Pluto!
(BARKING)
Come on, come on, come Oh!
Uh-oh.
(LAUGHING)
(PANTING)
(WHIMPERS)
Of course.
I'm sorry, Pluto.
Thank goodness you're home.
Who's my pal? Come on, who's my pal?
(BARKING)
(CHUCKLES)
That's right. You are. You are, Pluto!
-(TRUCK HONKS HORN)
- Huh?
Huh?
Oh!
(ENGINE DIES)
(GRUNTING)
- Hyuck! Hiya, Mick!
- Goofy?
(CHUCKLING) That's me!
- That explains a lot.
-(CHUCKLES)
What are you guys doing here?
We're here to help you find Pluto.
(BARKS)
NEPHEWS: We found him! Yay!
Oh, Mickey, we were so worried.
Uncle Scrooge even bought
a snowplow company
to help find him.
Ah, it was marked down for Christmas.
Come on, everybody. Let's go inside.
(GASPS)
Oh, Mickey! Look what you've done.
80 nice and simple.
Oh, I love it.
Well, you don't want to overdo it, right?
(CHUCKLES) Right.
Mmm!
Why, it's absolutely perfect.
Almost.
(WHIMPERS)
Now it's perfect.
MINNIE: Ah. (CHUCKLING)
NARRATOR: So, at last Mickey learned
what he'd missed from the start.
Bells and holly mean little
without friends in your heart.
The magic of Christmas
has its rhyme and its reason.
We hope you and yours
have a most joyous season.
And a happy New Year
Deck the halls with boughs of holly
Fa la la la la
Those jingle, jingle bells
(MUSIC ENDS)
SANTA. Ho, ho, ho!
(SLEIGH BELLS RINGING)
(NEW MUSIC BEGINS)
When I close my eyes
all I do is think of you
And I wonder if you feel
the same way, too
Will tonight be the night
That everything
will be just right?
Beneath the wreaths of green
I see it in my dreams
We're all finding our way
Through another holiday
Wrapping hopes and dreams
in angels' wings tonight
Time to give and receive
But the only gift I need
Is to share this day
and every day with you
On my Christmas list there's
a wish I hope will come true
That this holiday brings me
one step closer to you
Let tonight be the night
That every star's a diamond light
The smile in your eyes
A beautiful surprise
We're all finding our way
through another holiday
Wrapping hopes and dreams
in angels' wings tonight
Time to give and receive
But the only gift I need
Is to share this day
and every day with you
What do I see
What do I see
In the morning light?
My yuletide dream became reality
We're all finding our way
It's the greatest holiday
Catching hopes and dreams
on angels' wings tonight
You're my heart,
you're my home
You're the hope
I'll always know
When I share this day
and every day with you
Joy to the world
We're all finding our way
It's the greatest holiday
Flying higher on
my angel's wings tonight
You're my heart, you're my home
You're the hope I'll always know
When I share this day
and every day with you
Joy to the world
Share this day
Joy to the world
Day with you
Share this day
Day with you
Joy to the world
Share the day
Just me and you
Joy to the world
Me and you
Joy to the world
Share this day
(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)
CHORUS: (SINGING)
Dong, ding, dong
(CHORUS SINGS)
Ding, dong
Ding, dong
(CHORUS SINGS)
(CHORUS SINGS)
(CHORUS SINGING)
(CHORUS SINGING)
(MUSIC ENDS)