Cancel Christmas (2010)

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h*, h*, h*!

You're late!

Where is Fred?

And Natalie, Harry,

the whole board.

Cutbacks,

I'm Constance.

What couldn't wait until after

Christmas, Madame Chairperson?

The board is not pleased with

the current state of affairs.

Affairs?

Namely the selfish attitude

displayed by the world's children.

The board is of the opinion that

you share some responsibility

in this erosion of the

true spirit of Christmas.

The true spirit of Christmas

is the giving of oneself.

That message is being lost.

Children today worship money.

They only think in terms of

give me this and give me that.

I don't understand.

Children sit

on your knee.

Yes.

And tell you

what they want.

Yes.

And you give it

to them.

Yes.

Course sometimes you

choose not to.

Connie...

Is this

about the pony?

It's Constance...

And that has nothing to

do with my feelings today!

Changes need to

be made.

What kind

of changes?

It's time for you to

step down.

h*, h* h* h* h*!

Who will replace me?

No one.

You're canceling

Christmas?

Just the Santa part.

Of course the board

will retain all rights to

your image for merchandising

purposes and so on.

But your actual services,

will no longer be needed.

Paragraph four of my

contract clearly states

that I cannot be

forcibly retired.

I'm well aware

of paragraph four.

The terms also state,

that you are to foster

an attitude of holiday

cheer year round.

And engender the spirit of

Christmas in all the young.

Yes, well we'll

settle for three.

Farley Morgan, and his best and

only friend, Steven Rojack.

Two students at Riverbrook Academy,

an exclusive private school.

Two uncontrolled

and uncontrollable hellions.

This one is

a little different.

Adam Claymore.

His mother is a teacher

at Riverbrook Academy;

he was put into a wheelchair

last year after a car accident

that also took

the life of his father.

His anger has shut him

off from Christmas,

and what's worse,

from his mother.

Provide verifiable proof that your

influence has inspired an attitude

in accordance with the

true meaning of Christmas

and you get to

keep your job.

And if I don't?

Christmas is cancelled.

You have thirty days.

Thirty days, that's right

up 'til Christmas Eve.

I'm well aware.

Oh and

one more thing...

You're prohibited from revealing

your true identity to them.

What's this?

It's a phone. Don't tell me

you're that far behind the times.

I know it's a phone. Why

are you giving it to me?

If you should succeed, at any of your

three tasks, this phone will ring.

Good luck.

Thank you. Merry

Christmas, Connie.

Merry Christmas,

Santa.

Three rings.

Randal. You were eavesdropping.

I thought you might

need backup.

This Constance woman

is a real, a real...

Bah Humbug?

Exactly!

Failure is not

an option.

Here.

What in tarnation

is this?

While she was speaking, I was doing

research on Farley and Steve.

I hope you find that

very useful.

What do I do

with this?

You plug it into

your laptop.

I have a laptop?

Okay, let's go.

Time is a wasting.

You're in charge.

Oooohhhh! Now that

wasn't so bad, was it?

I still prefer traveling

by reindeer.

I miss the

old chin warmer.

You are going to

get used to it my friend.

I understand that we

have to be incognito.

I know the importance

of not being recognized.

But why the

ridiculous clothing?

Randal, you know how we look

on the outside doesn't matter.

It's what's inside

that counts.

What name are you gonna

use when we're here?

Kris Frost.

Ha ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha!

You think about that

all by yourself?

You're going to love yours, Mr. Elfman.

h*, h* h* h* h*!

Hey, Farley.

Hey, what's up,

man?

Thanks, boy.

Go, go.

Hey, catch ya

later, Kip.

You got it?

I got it.

Let's do it.

Hi, Mom.

Mom this really isn't

the best time right now.

Love you.

Bye.

Ready? One, two, three.

There ya go.

I can do it myself!

Okay.

Careful, it's gotta be

centered in the bowl.

This is gonna be

awesome.

We will go down in

the history of this school.

Let's go.

Good morning,

Mrs. Claymore.

Good morning,

Mr. Johnson.

How's your boy

doing?

As good as can be

expected.

These things

take time.

I know but it feels like

it's taking forever.

He's a good boy.

I think most kids

are basically decent.

Oh here, Miss Claymore, let me.

Oh, thank you.

Aaahh!

I am so sorry,

Mr. Johnson.

I'll make sure whoever

did this gets punished.

I don't know how you can stand

working with kids like that.

For two cents

I'd quit this job.

Farley Morgan and Steven Rojack,

principal's office. NOW.

What did we do?

You know very well.

Go. Now!

My dad has given a zillion

dollars to this school,

Principal Barnes will

believe what I tell her.

We'll see about that. I hope you

two put as much effort into

your science projects

as you did this prank.

Impressive resume,

Mr. Frost.

Thank you.

SNIFF-SNIFF

Peppermint?

Candy cane.

You're the janitor,

right?

Let me see. Coveralls, surly disposition,

intense dislike of children,

yeah that makes me

the janitor.

How long have you been

practicing the custodial arts?

Twenty-two years.

Seems like you're

in need of a change.

You just talkin', or you

got something in mind?

Good pay, frostbite

insurance, free hot chocolate

and two weeks winter

vacation in Boca Raton!

The community

for all seasons.

How soon

can I start?

Well how about you get changed

and hand in your notice?

I would love to

hire you, Mr. Frost,

but I'm afraid we

already have a janitor.

Oh?

I'm happy to keep your resume

on file if anything comes up.

Oh, excuse me.

Yes?

What do you mean he quit?

A job opportunity up North?

What does that

even mean?

Never mind...

Thank you.

Um, it appears,

we have an opening.

I hope you have room

for my assistant.

We don't have money

in our budget.

Mr. Elfman works

for free.

You're hired,

both of you.

Joy to the world.

Ahh,

Mrs. Claymore.

Jeannie.

Mr. Frost?

Kris.

Nice to meet you.

And you.

Rough morning, huh?

Typical morning when dealing

with junior high schoolers.

Ah, it can't be

all that bad?

Have you ever worked

at a school before?

First day.

Wait 'til you meet

Farley Morgan,

you will rue the day you

took Mr. Johnson's place.

Thank you

for the warning.

My associate tells me that Mr. Johnson

was renting a room from you?

Yes, was is right. He's

moving out this afternoon.

Is it big enough

for two?

It's a room

above the garage.

There's only room

for one bed,

but it does have

a sofa that pulls out.

Perfect.

Ha, ha. It's hardly perfect.

It's cozy.

Would you like to come

over and have a look?

No need. My associate and

I sorely need a roof

over our heads,

we'll take it.

That's wonderful. Ha, ha!

Wow, I didn't know what

I was going to do when

Mr. Johnson left.

To be honest, I need the rent

money to make ends meet.

Somebody must be

watching over me today.

Somebody must.

I'll see you

after school.

Okay.

Thank you.

Good to

meet you, Kris.

And you.

Come in!

I just wanted to know what you

decided about Farley and Steven.

I gave them

a warning.

A warning... I think

a month's detention

would have been

more appropriate.

They promised not to

do it again.

And you

believe that?

There were other

factors to consider.

I get it, Farley threatened

to call his father.

And he hasn't made his yearly

contribution to the school yet, right?

The boy lost his mother

three years ago.

I know that, and believe me I

have bent over backwards to

cut him all sorts of slack.

But he's getting worse.

Somebody has to

say no to him.

It's just matter of time

before he hurts somebody,

or himself,

with all these pranks.

I promise you. The next time he

acts out, I'll deal with it.

Promise?

I ran into Jeannie Claymore.

She's a very nice lady.

Look at this stuff.

It's pathetic.

Oh, it's fine.

This is supposed to bring Christmas spirit?

I can't do it.

Sure you can.

An artist is only

as good as his tools.

Give me something to work with,

tinsel, bubble lights...

Cranberries and popcorn

strung together on a string!!!

You'll do fine

with this.

I won't do fine with this. I

have a reputation to uphold.

I have people that look up

to my decoration skills.

I don't do second-class

decoration.

Why don't you

call Mrs. Claus

and have her send down

some of the good stuff?

Okay,

I can do that.

Here we go.

Look who we got here. You must

be Johnson's replacement.

And you

must be Farley.

He knows

your name?

I know a lot

of names Steven.

I'm Mr. Frost,

and this is Mr. Elfman.

You know my first name, but do

you know my last name as well?

It's Morgan.

As in

Morgan gymnasium.

And the Morgan Reference Library,

and the Morgan Public Park.

My father donates a lot of money

to this school and the community.

That makes me

a V.I.P. around here.

Ah, you hear

that Frost.

We're in the presence of a

very important pipsqueak.

Farley, have you ever donated

any money to this school?

Or to anyone else

for that matter?

SMASH!

My bad.

SMASH!

Why don't you go

down to Santa's square,

sit on his knee and ask him

for some new decorations?

I remember when you sat on Santa's

knee and asked for a puppy.

How would you

know that?

I know a lot of things

about you boys.

I know Steven wants to

be professional drummer.

He's got a set of Slingerland

classic five drums in his garage.

That his father bought for him

that he's paying off very slowly.

Farley Granger Morgan.

Granger?

Before I'd laugh, your

middle name is Rolob.

Ha ha ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha ha!

You're named after a movie star

that your mother had a crush on.

And you've never paid

for anything in your life.

Who are you?

I'm the janitor.

There goes an angry

and troubled boy.

Who could put an end to

Christmas as we know it.

Yes... I'm gonna get a broom.

Well, here it is.

Like I said, it's not

much, but it's cozy.

We'll take it.

Wonderful, I'll go get

the rental agreement.

Excellent.

You sure this is

such a good idea?

It's all part

of my master plan.

Oh, you have

a master plan.

Well, I have

a plan.

A plan.

Just a regular plan?

Downgraded from a master plan.

Good.

Oh, that wasn't

so hard.

I hope you don't intend for us

to live with Farley Morgan too.

Oh no, he's a wreath

of a different colour.

But I, I wanna do some

more research on him,

where's that inter...

interweb?

Oh, yes.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

What do I do

with this?

You plug it into

the USB port.

Mmmhmm.

Which I will do

for you.

Okay, now what?

Click on

Farley's name.

With the mouse.

Don't, I will do it.

Farley Morgan,

age fourteen, only child.

Farley lives with his

father, Charles Morgan.

Farley's mother died of Lou Gehrig's

disease when he was thirteen.

I remember her.

I liked her.

I got her the dog she gave

to Farley for Christmas.

Athletically, Farley

excels as a swimmer.

Academically, his best

grades are in science.

For more information click the

appropriate icon in the drop down menu.

KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK!

Come in!

Quick question before

we sign the papers.

Would you like to join

Adam and me for dinner?

I'm an

excellent cook.

We would love to.

Great, I'll set two more

places at the table.

Thank you.

Dinner's ready,

Sir.

Thanks, William.

Is my dad back

from San Francisco?

The conference went

longer than he expected.

He will be back for my

science fair, won't he?

I can't wait to show him

what I've been working on.

He assured me

he wouldn't miss it.

Okay.

Hello, Adam.

Welcome. Adam, we're having

guests tonight for dinner.

Why don't you come

in and wash up.

I'll help.

I can do it myself!

Adam doesn't

like that.

I want to put in a wheelchair

ramp to make it easier for him,

but with all the medical bills I barely

have enough to pay the mortgage.

Since the accident,

that's where Adam sleeps.

It was a utility room, as you

can see it's really small.

He used to

stay upstairs?

I tried carrying him up and down the

stairs for a while but he just got upset.

Eventually I just decided

it was easier to

move everything down

to the first floor.

We never know all the

things that are going to

cause us problems,

until we have the problems.

That's for sure.

Hungry?

Yes.

Adam, you've hardly said

anything all dinner.

Adam's a little shy

around new people.

Are you excited

about Christmas?

Have you asked Santa

what you want?

I don't believe in Santa.

He's just a fairytale.

Really?

Fairytales don't prepare

you for the real world.

I think there are a lot of

children' literature teachers

who would disagree

with you on that.

Well, as a teacher, I don't

think it's healthy to

fill a child's head

with misinformation.

And I'm bothered that he's always

portrayed as fat and Caucasian.

Santa represents all that's

best in the human heart,

what he looks like on the

outside doesn't matter.

Maybe Santa looks like whatever the

children want him to look like.

Yes.

Tell me, Mr. Frost,

do you think Santa exists?

I believe Santa exists as long as

there are people who believe in him.

Well I'll believe that when

I meet him face to face.

Oh, h* h*.

Anyone for dessert?

Yes!

How 'bout some

milk and cookies?

I'll have whatever

anyone doesn't finish.

I've been thinking about my

whole responsibility in this

gimmie gimmie syndrome, and

Constance may have a point.

I should see what

I can do about this.

You sure you have

time to do that?

And converting the three boys to

the true spirit of Christmas?

Well the only thing I can do with

the boys is to play up the idea.

I can't change them, they

have to do that themselves.

With a little help

from us!

By the way, could you set up a

little Santa mall session for me?

I really want to get a

lap side view of things.

I'll set you up in one

of the malls.

First things first. We gotta

decorate that school.

Oh, I got an e-mail

from Mrs. Claus!

That's great!

She said the packages should arrive at

Riverbrook first thing in the morning!

Whoa,

h* h* h* h*!

Oh, joy to the world!

Joy to the world!

Well,

good morning.

Good morning.

Um, where's your car?

Don't have one.

Well how do you

get to work?

We take the bus. Come on,

Randal, we're gonna be late!

Don't be silly, catch a

ride with Adam and I.

Oh, thank you anyway, but

we can use the time to

plan how we're going to decorate

the school for Christmas.

Ah, okay, well don't

say I didn't offer.

Drive safe.

Ride safe.

Nothing like a little holiday atmosphere

to create a little holiday cheer.

We've only got fifteen

minutes until they come in.

How did you?

Fast bus!

Very fast!

It's magnificent,

Mr. Frost.

I didn't realize we had so

many decorations in storage.

Well, we didn't...

They were in the very back

of the storage closet.

Ah.

It looks like the North

Pole threw up in here.

That tree does sort

of kick butt though.

Some broken ornaments

might ugly it up.

All right, everyone!

Let's move on, shall we!

We still have

class today.

I wanna know

who the janitor is.

What do you mean?

Who is he? Where'd he come from?

How does he know so much about us?

We need his info.

How you gonna

do that?

I'll handle it.

Farley and Steve, step in

here for a minute please.

Uh, we're gonna be late

for class.

Now.

I heard the principal let you

off with just a warning.

She didn't think

it was any big deal.

I do and you both should have apologized

to Mr. Johnson before he left.

Too late now.

It's kinda hard to apologize to

somebody who's not really here.

Maybe next time.

There better not be

a next time.

Well who knows what the

future has in store.

Yeah we're not really

psychic, Miss Claymore.

Okay, you can go now. But I'm warning

you, if there is a next time,

I'm complaining all the way

up to the school board.

Oohhh.

Yeah, okay.

Hello?

Hello, is this

Charles Morgan?

Yes.

Hi, this is Gene Claymore.

Farley's teacher.

Oh hello, Miss Claymore,

what can I do for you?

I'd like to set up an appointment

with you to talk about Farley.

What about him?

He's acting out in some

pretty major ways.

I'm sorry to hear that,

Miss Claymore,

he's working through

a lot of issues.

I'm aware that

he lost his mother.

He's coping

as best as he can,

I think you should

cut him some slack.

I, I am, but...

You're his teacher,

not his therapist.

I'm not trying to

be his therapist,

but I still think we should

meet teacher to parent.

Fine. I'm away at the moment,

when I get back in town,

I'll call you

and set something up.

Maybe tomorrow

after the science fair?

Um, no, no,

that's not good.

Um, I'll get back to you.

Thanks for calling.

You're his teacher,

not his therapist?

It doesn't take a doctor to

know that that kid is

going to make life miserable

for a lot of people.

Farley, shouldn't

you be in class?

I'm doing a report on Mr. Frost

and I need some background info.

Such as?

Where he worked last, what's his

first name? Stuff like that.

Kris is the first name

you're looking for,

but I'm sorry Farley, I can't

give you any other info.

Why don't you ask

Mr. Frost yourself?

The assignment is to find out as much

as you can from outside sources.

How 'bout where

he worked last?

It'd be great if

you could do that much.

Farley...

I talked to my dad yesterday

about the gym renovation.

He said he would talk to

his accountant first thing.

That's wonderful.

He's pretty forgetful,

though.

I might have to call and remind him.

Or not.

True North Industrial is

where Mr. Frost worked last.

That's all you get.

Thanks, Principal Barnes. You

rock, I'll make sure my dad

talks to his accountant

first thing tomorrow.

Well?

Nothing, nada.

Not even a True North

Industrial Group?

They're for real, but there's nothing on

Mr. Frost or that dorky friend of his.

I'm thinking lying on his

resume should get him fired.

Maybe even a crime, especially working

with all these innocent kids.

We got him.

How can I help

you boys?

There's something

I want to show you.

Look what we've

got here.

Isn't this where you said you

worked last before coming here?

Did I?

I hacked their site, there's

no record of you working here.

There's nothing on

Mr. Elfman either.

What's your point?

I'm sure Principal Barnes

will think of one.

Not to mention the

school board, the cops.

Well I hope you spelled my name right.

It's one S.

One S, try again.

I'll wait.

Oh, look at that.

If you'll excuse me I have

some work to do. Steven.

What the...

I'm telling you.

The dude wasn't there

when I looked this morning.

That's way freaky.

Come on.

Ha ha ha ah ha ha ha

ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Freak.

h* h* h*! Merry Christmas!

Who's first?

Hello,

what's your name?

Heather.

Heather, that is

a beautiful name.

Tell Santa what you're going to

get your mother this year. Hmm?

You know how good you feel

when you get a present?

You'll feel even better when you

give one to your mother or father.

Really?

Really,

and you know why?

Because giving a gift to your mother

or father is saying I love you.

But I don't have

any money.

You don't need money to

give a gift.

You could give your mother ten

days of helping with the dishes.

Or making your bed.

Or a month's worth

of hugs and kisses.

I could do

all those things.

Yes, you could. And remember

that a gift form the heart

is more valuable than

a gift from the store.

Now tell me what you're going

to give to your mother.

h* h* h*, that's a wonderful gift!

She will love that!

Merry Christmas to you!

Here ya go, here ya go.

Bye bye.

Next!

What do ya think, Kip?

Isn't it cool or what?

It's your father.

Thanks.

Hi, Dad.

I'm just finishing it now,

I can't wait to show you.

Oh... Yeah, it's just

some dumb science fair.

Yeah, next week.

Sure, okay.

CRASH!

This is Eric Simms,

reporting for WALQ,

from Santa Square

in the downtown mall.

I came here this afternoon to

report on what I thought would be

just one of those

heartwarming holiday stories,

we always see

this time of year.

But, it turns out this story

had an intriguing twist.

One which may change the way

we feel about Christmas.

A few days ago

the regular Santa here

was replaced by...

well, we're not sure who.

You may want to

see this.

Uh, I'm still trying to compile

my naughty and nice list.

Instead of asking the children

what presents they wanted,

our mystery Santa asked them

what gifts they wanted to give.

This is a big story.

And believe it or not,

the children got excited.

And so did the parents. The

story of this mystery Santa

has been racing around the

blogisphere for the past few days.

Then things started

getting a little strange.

I asked to see the photos, taken here

of the children sitting on Santa's lap.

You won't believe what

you're about to see.

The mall photographer

swears these images

are all taken

of the same Santa.

If it turns out that these

images are not the result

of some technological trick,

then we may be looking at

the first physical proof that

Santa Claus isn't a myth.

He's real

and walking among us.

Eric Simms,

reporting.

How did you

do that?

It's the magic

of Christmas.

People see in Santa the

best parts of themselves.

You think that reporter

can give us any trouble?

We've got

bigger stockings to stuff.

I'm still gonna keep an

eye on that Eric Simms.

We should focus

on Farley.

The classroom circuit breakers.

Hold this.

Are you sure this

is gonna work?

Trust me, one drop of super

glue on each circuit breaker

will freeze it when they

turn it to the off position.

By the time they

can fix it,

the science fair

will be history.

What is that?

Ahhh. That's a little welcome

we had planned for you.

You might have

k*lled us!

Oh, they're just some

harmless fireworks.

Scared ya, though,

didn't it?

Not me.

Ha ha ha ha ha!

Right, Mr. Toughguy.

Are you gonna tell

Principal Barnes?

She'll probably

expel you for this.

Not unless you can prove we were here.

Let's go.

It looks like in all the excitement

you squeezed that tube of glue.

I wouldn't worry though,

the police have solvent.

The police?

Don't you run out

on me!

I suspect you'll be charged

with malicious vandalism.

With intent to

do bodily harm.

We, we weren't trying to

hurt anybody.

It was just a goof.

You think, uh, Farley's father

is gonna feel that way about it?

I don't think so.

But if Principal Barnes

and the police.

And his father.

Don't hear anything

about it.

Then that's a reindeer

of a different colour.

Yes, it is.

Superglue solvent. A janitor's assistant

never leaves home without it.

I'll make ya a deal.

Okay.

What kind of deal?

You do something for us and

we won't tell anybody.

And we'll unglue

your hand.

What kind

of project?

I'm in.

What about you,

Farley?

When?

Tomorrow morning.

First thing.

This is Eric.

No, let me guess.

They claim to know who

the mystery Santa is.

Okay, okay. What's

the name and number?

Steve, I'm about to

go home.

Did you catch any

of the science fair?

Um, yeah a little.

Not a lot.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, perfect. Never been

better, well, I gotta go.

Steve, wait. Come

here for a minute.

It's hard to find time

during the day to talk.

And I wanna

ask you something.

Why do you work

so hard at trying to

convince everyone

you're a bad guy?

I don't do that.

Yeah, you do. You know

studying works two ways right?

When you're in

my classroom studying

the material I give you,

I also study you.

You are?

Yeah. And every other

kid in my classroom.

And when I look at you,

I see a basically nice guy

doing everything he can to

disguise it.

It's just that I like to

have fun.

But it's a mean kind

of fun, hmm?

Practical jokes,

that sort of thing.

Like the catapult you and

Farley used the other day.

I know you were aiming at me.

And if that had hit me,

I probably would have

balled you out

and sent you to

the principal's office.

And I probably would've

excused myself

and gone somewhere

and cried.

You would have?

Yeah, Steve, I'm not just a

teacher, I'm a person too.

And it hurts when

someone humiliates me.

I, I didn't mean to

humiliate you.

I don't think

you did either.

I think it's something

Farley talked you into.

He can be

pretty convincing.

Yeah.

And let's face it. He can

buy anything he wants.

That's very intimidating.

Don't tell him this, but it

even intimidates me sometimes.

It does?

Yeah, I'm a person

too, remember?

Anyway, I think Farley

talks you into things

and you don't think

about what might happen.

Maybe.

I just want you to know I think you're

a better person than you pretend.

That's all.

Good night.

Night.

See ya tomorrow.

own, Steve.

What numbers?

The number of Principal

Barnes' cell phone number

that I'm gonna call

if you don't pay attention.

Forty-eight and three

quarter inches.

That's right. Farley better show up

if he knows what's good for him.

He'll be here.

It's awfully nice of you

Steven to come over and help.

The boy has

a big heart.

Can I pet him?

Sure,

his name's Kip.

My name's Adam.

You're Farley Morgan.

How'd you

know that?

I was at the ceremony when

they opened Morgan Park.

My dad

forced me to go.

Well, thank him for me, I

used to use it all the time.

Really?

Little league. I sometimes

used to play Frisbee.

I was getting

really good at that.

What put you

in the chair?

Car accident.

Is the chair

temporary?

Permanent.

That sucks.

My dad died too.

I lost my mom.

Glad you like

the park.

Where did you come up

with the name Kip?

It's short for Kipling.

Rudyard Kipling.

He wrote this poem called

"The Power of the Dog."

Everyone's working

in the garage!

I'll be there in a second! I

need some water for my dog.

Sure, come on

inside.

Okay.

Good boy, Kip.

Here, come here.

Sit.

Good boy.

Why didn't you bring your solar

robot to the science fair?

That's your answer?

It broke... Besides,

I'm no scientist.

I figured it'd be stupid to try to

pretend to be somebody I'm not.

I don't know what's

going on with you, Farley,

but your father

and I need to talk.

Good luck.

Well he's coming to meet with

me at the school on Tuesday.

If he doesn't show up, don't

take it personal. I never do.

Here ya go.

Thanks.

Good boy,

good boy.

I dropped my book and he

brought it up for me.

My mom was in a chair just

like yours before she died.

We got Kip trained to do a lot

of cool stuff to help her.

Kip kicks butt.

Steve's in the garage.

Stay, Kip.

I'm comin'.

Hello, this is

Eric Simms.

I got a message that you had a

tip about the mystery Santa.

I'm so glad you got back to me, Mr. Simms.

Indeed I do.

So who is this guy?

I'm not at liberty to say, but I

encourage you to stick with this story.

You're onto something big.

Something very big.

Okay, well, well thank you very much.

I appreciate the tip.

Lower it, slowly. Slowly, slowly.

Ha ha ha!

How you doin there? Excellent,

it's looking very good.

Kinda taking a lot

longer than I thought.

Well, it'd be a lot better

if we had help from Farley.

What about Farley?

Speak of the devil.

Some refreshments

from Miss Claymore.

That is excellent.

Here you are.

Oops, my bad,

uh, that's mine.

Miss Claymore told me

you drink milk.

That's right.

Thank you.

Are you guys just gonna

leave those cookies there?

Cause I would like

every single one!

Can I?

You don't mind?

Are you gonna finish

your cookie?

Do you want it?

Yup!

I took a bite of it.

That's not

a problem!

Oh, hello!

Wow, that looks terrific.

You've done an amazing job.

Thank you,

Mrs. Claymore.

Would you all like to

stay for dinner?

Would love to.

Aw, sorry,

we gotta go.

There's our ride.

Let's go.

See you guys

tomorrow!

See ya.

Thank you both,

so much.

You're welcome.

Hey, you think you could

give me ride tomorrow too?

Yeah, sure.

Well I guess I'll

get dinner started.

I'll see you in,

um, about an hour.

Excellent,

thank you!

SNAP!

Now I know how

Andorra must have felt!

Hey, whoa, how did you get

this installed so quickly?

We're early risers.

Solid.

Oh, my.

This looks great!

Adam come on out!

This is so cool!

Why don't you

give it a try?

Okay.

Easy now.

Nice and slow.

Take your time.

There ya go.

Cool!

Easy round the corner.

There ya go.

Adam, you got it.

Wow.

So awesome!

This is so cool!

Thank you so much,

you guys!

You're welcome.

There ya go.

It's too hard.

I can't do it.

It's okay. It'll just take a

little practice, sweetie.

Okay.

You can do it.

Come on.

I can't do it!

Here, watch this.

Come on, Kip.

Sit.

Come on.

Good boy.

Ha ha ha ha!

That was so cool!

This is the best

Christmas present ever!

Well it was

all you, buddy.

Yeah.

Did you do this

for you mom, too?

Yeah, but with a rolling start

you can make it on your own.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

HONK-HONK!

Bye, Farley!

Bye.

You coming?

Uh, naw, it's okay I'll walk.

I'll catch ya later.

Okay.

Bye, Adam.

See ya.

You know I've been thinking

it'd be pretty stellar

if we could do more

for Adam.

Stellar?

It would be pretty cool,

if we could think of a way,

you know, to get Adam

up those stairs

so he could be in

his normal bedroom

and not be stuck

in that closet.

Yeah.

Did you see that little dude's face

light up when he did the ramp?

Giving feels

pretty stellar.

Yeah, it does.

I'm gonna start thinking of a

way to get Adam up the stairs.

Maybe make it like a Christmas

present for the little dude.

That would be

a wonderful present.

I'm gonna think about it.

See ya!

See ya.

You straight up about knowing

a cop that will do it?

Dude, I've got it right here.

Fingerprints and all.

Cool, I'll be there

asap.

I don't really feel

comfortable with this.

Aw, it's only for

a few minutes.

It's not the time that

bothers me so much,

it's the whole

dressing up bit.

He won't be threatened

by a grandmotherly type.

Where did you get

the dress?

From Jeannie's closet.

I'm gonna have to

let it out.

You told me his plane

leaves at 8:20.

You don't have

much time.

Flight 308 to Atlanta

will now begin pre-boarding...

Thank you.

I'm sorry, I didn't

see you there.

Oh, that's okay!

You know there really is a

wonderful article in there

on the best dogs

for retirement!

I haven't

read that one yet.

Why would ya? You don't look

a day over twenty-five!

Ha ha ha

ha ha ha!

Hardly.

I'm Charles Morgan.

Rand... ine.

That's an unusual

name.

I've never met

another one.

Well it's nice to

meet you, Randine.

Are you retired?

Could be soon.

I'm sorry, I didn't

see you sit down.

Oh, I was

in the back worrying.

You look like someone I could

come over and talk to.

I hope you

don't mind.

Oh, I don't know if

I could be any help.

I bet you help people

all the time.

I could really use

a man's point of view.

Well, I'm all ears.

It's my twelve-year-old

grandson.

What's his problem?

David has always been a happy

kid, smart as a whip too.

Two years ago his mother

died, he was devastated.

Yes, I um,

know the feeling.

Now he's doing terrible in school,

he's a real troublemaker.

Lies all the time.

Seems mad at the world.

I guess I can see why

you're worried.

The real worry is my son

Robert, his father.

What's he doing?

It's what he's

not doing.

What do you mean?

Robert is constantly

traveling with business,

sometimes

for weeks at a time.

Doesn't attend any of

David's school functions,

even when he

promises he will.

I know for a fact that the

boy's teacher has tried to

set up appointments to

talk about David's troubles,

but Robert always finds

a reason not to show.

Well maybe the reasons

are important.

More important than

his own son?

No, no,

of course not.

I know that he's lost

the love of his life,

but his boy

is hurting too.

It seems to me that if Robert

would stop avoiding reality

and face this together

with his son,

so they can heal, move

forward with their lives.

Yes, well maybe

it's not that easy.

It won't be

that easy.

But it's what needs to

be done.

It's what Michelle

would want.

Michelle?

She was

my son's wife.

Oh...

I don't know what...

Morgan residence.

William,

it's Charles.

How was the flight to

Budapest, Sir?

I haven't boarded

my connection.

I'm cancelling the rest

of my trip, William.

I'm gonna hop on the next

flight, should be home Tuesday.

Farley will be pleased

to hear that.

I want you to tell Farley I want to

have dinner with him that night.

Yes, Sir.

Uh, what is Farley's

teacher's name?

Mrs. Claymore.

Claymore,

Claymore, yes.

Can you call this Claymore

woman and schedule

a meeting with her at her

earliest convenience.

I'll be happy to

do that, Sir.

Thank you,

William.

What guy won't

talk to a grandmother?

I'm never doing drag

for you again.

My calves still hurt

from the high heels.

h*, h*!

Hey, you know how we were talking about

a way to get Adam up those stairs?

Well, I have an idea

that is off the hook.

Off the hook?

He means that it's

a fantastic idea.

Oh so that's like

off the chain?

Same thing.

I'm really stoked

about this.

Stoked?

What is the idea?

It's called the 'Mobius', in

the wheelchair world it rules.

I mean how sweet is that?

It climbs up curbs,

stands on two wheels

and travels through sand.

A bunch of other

cool stuff too.

If Adam had one of these

he'd be one mobile dude.

Impressive.

If he had that he'd practically

be an all-terrain vehicle.

How expensive

is that?

I'm gonna level with you Mr. F,

it costs some serious coin.

But that's where

we come in.

How so?

We organize

and raise the money.

That's some beaucoup

dollars though.

You think you can do

it before Christmas?

It'd be one wicked present

to get the little dude.

Haven't got

much time.

I know.

How can we help?

You could open up an account at the

bank to hold the funds we raise.

Maybe even contact the wheelchair

people to get us a deal?

Okay.

Have you thought about

contacting a local company?

And having them

match funds.

You raise half

then they match half.

That's an awesome idea.

Thank you, Mr. F.

Oh and don't forget

we gotta, uh,

keep this on the down low

from Mrs. Claymore.

Okay.

Okay, see ya.

Think he can do it?

There's no comparison between that

which is lost by not succeeding,

and that which is

lost by not trying.

Our clock is ticking, there's only

nine days left until Christmas.

Chillax, Randal.

By the way, what does

on the down low mean?

And I was hoping

you would help.

Yeah right, what you

really want me to do is

hit up my dad for some skrilla

to pay for the chair.

That is so

not true, dude.

Okay, cause this is stuff I

want our class to do ourselves.

What about Mr. Frost,

he in on this too?

He's helping.

There's something weird

about him.

He's okay, man.

You trust him and not your best friend

you've known since kindergarten.

Look, dude... I am not mad

at the whole world like you!

Okay, I just thought that

because you've been around

a person in a chair you'd understand

what this could mean to Adam.

I guess I was wrong.

Farley,

my precious boy.

By the time you

watch this, I'll be gone.

I know right now

this is hard for you,

but one day you'll

understand how lucky we were

to have shared so much

together in such a short time.

Farley, wherever you go, whatever

you do, I'll be with you.

I'll be at the swim meets,

cheering you on.

I'll be in the audience when you

graduate from high school and college.

I'll be there when

you fall in love,

and I'll be in that first

pew when you get married.

And I'll have my arms around

you in the hard times.

I have them around

you right now.

So what I'm trying to do is raise

money to get this wheelchair.

It's really cool, it's like this futuristic

wheelchair that climbs stairs and stuff.

Awesome, thank you very much, Sir.

Have a good day.

So you guys are gonna

take this way, right?

Okay, so we'll grab

some for you.

We are gonna go this way.

Okay, cool.

There you go.

You guys can share them all right?

See ya, guys.

And I was hoping that you'd

help me raise some money

for a charity to get a chair

for an underprivileged kid.

Perfect. Thank you very

much, have a good day.

I was beginning to think you

wouldn't be here to welcome me home.

I had stuff to do.

Well, I wanna know all about

school, how you're doing.

Is steak okay?

It's fine.

It's been a long time since we've

sat down at the dinner table.

And who's fault

is that?

Mine, of course. All that's

going to change, I promise.

Like you promised to be

here for the science fair.

I'm sorry

about that.

Whatever.

It's very good,

William.

I'll tell Marion.

How do you like

your steak?

He likes it medium rare.

They'll be up shortly.

Pretty weak when William knows how

I like my steak and you don't.

Okay I get it,

you're angry with me.

I probably

have it coming.

Probably?

Look, I don't

appreciate this.

I don't think your mother would

want it this way either.

How would you know?

What is that suppose to

mean?

She left a DVD telling us

a lot of things she wanted,

but you've never looked

at it, have you?

I know you lost your mother

the night Michelle died.

I lost my wife.

My friend,

my partner.

The woman I'd spent years with,

building a life together.

When you're an adult,

maybe you'll understand.

I'm pretty sure I'm

adult enough to understand

I lost more

than my mom.

Welcome home.

I see

a little improvement.

Although that's just my

own personal observation.

I'm not a psychologist

or anything.

I was completely

out of line, I apologize.

You're probably in a better position

to judge Farley than any psychologist.

You see him in action

every day.

So you see

some improvement?

Farley and his friends helped

build my son a wheelchair ramp.

That doesn't sound

like Farley.

No, actually

it doesn't.

I think the janitor

talked him into it.

The janitor?

I know it doesn't make any

sense, but somehow he did it.

Adam really appreciates

what the boys did for him.

Farley and Kip are welcome

at our house anytime.

I'll be happy to tell him as soon

as he starts talking to me again.

I've missed a lot

of events in his life.

I think the science fair

was the last straw.

All you can do is keep trying

and hope for the best.

Believe me

I speak from experience.

I find it hard to believe that

you have trouble with your kids.

Kid. Singular.

Adam.

He's still coping with

his father's death.

I'm sorry about that.

Car accident,

a year ago.

My husband died instantly and

for some reason I was spared.

And your son's

in a wheelchair?

Yes.

I'm sorry.

Adam just feels so helpless

with what's happened to him

he's just shut everybody

and everything out.

He doesn't want to do any of

the things we used to do.

He used to cook us

dinner one night a week.

It was a family event

for us.

That's all gone now.

All you can do

is wait and hope that

he'll eventually open

himself up to life again.

You move on as best you can,

in some ways you can't.

May I suggest

something?

Please.

Talk to somebody. It doesn't have

to be a professional listener.

But you should have

somebody to talk to

about what you're

going through.

I'm not very good with

talking about my feelings.

Nobody is,

it hurts.

But sometimes it's the only thing

that'll help ease the pain.

So, find somebody.

Thank you.

I see you still

wear yours.

It's tough

letting go.

Tell me about it.

Mr. Morgan...

Charles,

please.

Charles.

Remember, Farley wouldn't be so

angry if he didn't love you.

I suppose

you're right.

And you can

call me anytime.

Thank you.

Hey, Farley.

What?

I won two free tickets on the radio

this morning to paintball extreme.

You wanna come?

Paintball is lame.

I, I thought you said

you liked paintball.

Maybe last year,

not anymore.

Well, I talked to a bunch of

kids about raising money to

get Adam's chair, still

sure you don't wanna help?

Man, you are full of lame

ideas today, aren't ya?

Lame ideas. No, dude, this is

really gonna help him out.

Why don't you go talk to

Mr. Frost, he's your new buddy.

Why do I have to choose

between the two of you?

Why can't I just work with

Mr. Frost and hang out with you?

Because I don't like him and friends

are supposed to agree on things.

Yeah, like paintball

not being lame?

You're like a one-way street, man.

You just snap your fingers

and expect me to jump?

You know what?

I don't care,

do whatever

you want, man.

Fine, I don't care! Just,

we'll do it without you!

Hey, I thought you might

like some company.

Thanks.

So how you doin'

on that ramp?

You were right. With a rolling

start I can go right up it.

Kipling's poem

about the dog's in there.

I thought you might

like to have it.

Thanks, Farley. Um, what

was its name again?

"The Power of the Dog".

Right, um, I'll get it back

to you as soon as I can.

Oh, no hurry, I know

that poem by heart.

"Brothers and sisters, I bid you beware

of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

"Buy a pup and your money will buy,

love unflinching, I cannot lie.

But, but then later,

it gets really sad.

About when your dog

gets old and dies.

"The spirit that answers to

your every mood, is gone.

"Wherever it goes.

For good.

"You will discover

how much you care,

"and will give your heart

for the dog to tear.

That's really nice,

Farley,

I've never had

a dog before.

But I think I know

what he's saying.

Yeah, well

I gotta run.

I just wanted to

drop the book off.

I'll catch ya later.

Hey, um, maybe do you wanna

come over for dinner sometime?

I don't think your mom

wants me at your house.

Okay.

I don't think she'd

mind though.

I'm a bad influence.

Just ask her.

All right.

See ya.

Gimme the ball. Come on. Ready?

Put the ball down. Put the ball down.

Ready? Ready?

Oh, nice catch, buddy.

Over here. Over here.

Whaddya doin? Whaddya doin?

How are ya, Kippy?

Jeannie. Hi, it's

Charles Morgan.

Oh, hi.

How are you?

I'm, I'm well thank you.

Um, how are you?

I'm fine, thanks.

Great, I, I was hoping to take

you up on that offer to talk.

Sure, it would have to

be after the school day.

That would be great. I have

some time tomorrow afternoon.

I could possibly come by

after your last class?

That could work.

Why don't you meet me in the science room?

Great.

No, absolutely.

Great, looking forward

to it.

Thank you.

See you then.

Bye, Charles.

Bye.

Oh, looks good. What are

you raising money for?

Um, it is for a special needs

student from another school.

Oh, good for you.

Adam, would you like

a chocolate muffin?

Sure.

I'll take one

of those.

Sure.

What's the damage?

Uh, five dollars.

Whoa. It's a good thing

we're not buying a dozen.

Well, what goes around comes

around, Mrs. Claymore.

Thank you, Steven.

You're welcome.

I'll hold onto it

for ya.

See ya.

Bye.

Um, Mr. Morgan...

Five minutes of your time

would be really cool.

All right.

It has to do with

Mrs. Claymore's son, Adam.

Oh yes, she told me about you boys

building that ramp for her son Adam.

Did Farley really

help you with that?

Well, we were kinda

forced by Mr. Frost,

but once we started it felt

really good to help out.

Well, that's

very impressive, Steve.

What can I do to

help you?

Well, um, we're trying to

raise money to

get one of these amazing

chairs for Adam Claymore.

Uh, this is my

business plan.

Hmmm.

That's terrific.

Getting a company to

match funds.

That's uh,

that's very smart.

I was hoping you'd know of some company

that would be open to helping us.

Not that I'm trying to put

the bite on you, Mr. Morgan.

You didn't, I put the

bite on myself, okay.

Awesome.

Who's the adult handling

the business end?

Mr. Frost.

Well, tell Mr. Frost to

give me a call

and we'll work out

all the details.

Awesome.

Is uh, is Farley helping

you with this as well?

To be honest with you he's

not really talking to me.

Yeah, join the club.

He says the guy's working as a

janitor over at Riverbrook.

I know, Farley told me

when he sent the prints.

Okay, what is it

you want me to see?

This looks like any old fingerprint to me.

You're the expert, Neil.

Do you have

the prints up on screen?

Okay hang on

a minute.

Now zoom in on them.

Are those words?

That's right, it looks like

the kid pulled on over on ya.

No, no I don't think

the kid set me up.

I think I found

the real Santa Claus.

The mystery Santa Claus has been

visiting malls all over the state,

spreading his message

about giving,

and the people are

responding in droves.

Videotape shot

last night at this mall,

is being broadcast

all over the world.

This mystery Santa is changing the

way we think about Christmas.

I say mystery because no

one knows who this man is.

Once again, his message of giving rather

than receiving has become so popular,

that department store Santas across

the country are being instructed to

use the same approach.

Tune in tomorrow

when I reveal the identity

of the mystery Santa.

This is Eric Simms,

reporting for WALQ.

Please be bluffing.

Krissy Krissy Krissy

Krissy Krissy Krissy!!!

AHHHHH!

That's, uh, not good.

Okay...

KRIS!!!

Oh boy!!!

I can't believe you know how to add

and subtract numbers with just a pen.

Well it's something new. h*, h*, h*!

Yes, well okay.

Factoring in the money

we have coming in,

divided by the amount

of time we have left.

Right, right, right.

But, but don't forget

the wheelchair folks

are cutting us a deal.

So knock 25%

off the original cost.

Oh, we're still

$3,800 short.

Oh...

But that's better than

we were doing yesterday.

Yeah, the trouble is we're

not playing horseshoes.

You're not giving up,

are you?

No way. You kidding me, I

just got my mojo working.

Okay, so what are you gonna do next?

Another bake sale?

Well half the kids in this

school are on sugar shock, so...

Oh wait, um, car wash. I could

get that organized in an hour.

That'd be great,

go for it!

All right.

I loved Kipling's poem.

The dude could write.

Do you think you're risking

your heart, as Kipling put it?

Loving a dog, and knowing

they have a short life.

I think there's a risk of hurt

whenever you love someone.

Yeah, I guess we've

both learned that.

I guess we did.

Hey, Adam.

Hey, you know I saw

an amazing thing

on television the other night.

A Santa in a mall.

And in every picture they took

of him, he looked different.

Yeah, I saw that too. Do you

think he's the real Santa?

I wouldn't be

surprised.

So you think

Santa exists?

I believe he exists

if you want him to exist.

Whenever you do something

special for someone you love,

that's saying that you

believe in Santa Claus.

But I don't have

very much money.

You don't need to

buy anything.

You only need to give

something of yourself.

Giving your love. It's the

greatest gift of all.

See ya later.

Oh, car was...

Hey, oh car wa...

Aaahhh...

Car was... aw, come on. We

haven't had a car in two hours.

Well it's gonna rain

later on in the week

and maybe

people don't want to

wash their cars

if it's gonna rain later.

Well, I'll

catch you later.

Where are you

going?

To see a man.

He went to see

a man about what?

My question exactly.

Where have you

been?

Uh, okay. A cheque for $3,800.

That should put

us over the top.

You sold

your drums.

I'll get some more

someday.

I want you to

hear this.

We wish you

a Merry Christmas!

What's that mean?

It means you done good, kid.

You done real good.

Merry Christmas,

h*, h*, h*, h*, h*!

h*, h*, h*, h*, h*!

He's much better at it

than I am.

Adam? Adam?

Honey, what happened?

I tried to make you a Christmas dinner,

but everything fell out of the cabinet.

I'm sorry, mom,

I'm so sorry.

It's okay. You tried to

make me Christmas dinner?

Yes, and now it's all ruined.

I can't do anything right.

It's perfectly all right.

It's wonderfully all right.

It's the most wonderful present

anyone's ever given me.

I love you, mom.

I love you too,

sweetheart.

Merry Christmas.

We wish you

a Merry Christmas!

We'll make it

together okay?

Okay.

Okay.

Two down, and twenty-four

hours until the finish.

I'll miss you too.

So many great memories to

tuck away.

Don't ever forget them.

And Farley, don't you let him.

Enjoy those memories.

But don't let them

consume you.

Life.

What a wonderful word.

Life is for the living.

So promise me you both, will make

room in your heart for new memories.

Now my darlings,

know that I love you.

And know that love, should

never be a solitary act.

It's for sharing.

So please, share it

with each other.

Farley, I uh,

I want you to give me

something for Christmas.

But it's Christmas Eve, there's

no time to buy anything.

You don't have to

buy anything.

I want ya to

do something.

I want you to give me

a second chance.

Dad...

Oh, no, no.

I have done so many

wrong things this year.

When we lost your mother,

I was lost, Farley,

I was lost.

I ran to what I knew best,

I, I, I, went to my work.

And that was unfair.

It's okay.

NO.

It's not okay.

I'm gonna make it okay

though.

From now on,

I promise.

Well I was acting

like a jerk too.

It happens

when you're angry.

And you can't show it,

huh?

I think you were

as lost as I was.

We know what to

do now, huh?

We know

what to do.

Quietly now.

Ready? Oh sh**t.

Hope nobody heard that. It's

supposed to be a surprise.

Thank you.

Oh come on, Farley.

Show up.

Hey um, you're here

from TV right?

You recognize me.

Well no, but I see you

have a camera person

and a satellite truck

so I figured.

Are you here for one of those

feel good Christmas Eve stories?

Uh, no. We got a hot tip

that our mystery Santa Claus

might be making

an appearance here tonight.

Cool.

Hey, all right.

This is what, this is what

we're gonna do. Okay.

The Mobius will

be here any minute.

But in the mean time, this

is what we're gonna do.

It was cold enough to freeze

the hot springs in Georgia.

Dashing

through the snow...

What's that?

Carolers.

They sound close enough

to be right out front.

Why don't we go

check it out?

Jingle bells, jingle

bells, jingle all the way

Oh what fun it is to ride

in a one horse open sleigh.

Hey, what is all this?

Where's my ramp?

Steve has an

announcement to make.

Adam, all these dudes,

all these people,

have worked really hard in

order to make this happen.

You know those stairs

that you can't get up?

Yeah.

Well now you'll

be able to.

Adam, look.

See that

awesome chair?

Yeah.

That's for you.

Watch this.

Oh my goodness!

So cool!

There's no sign of Farley

and it's almost midnight.

Maybe you better

call Constance.

Oh, I suppose

I should.

Merry Christmas,

dude.

Merry Christmas,

Farley.

You need him

more than I do.

You mean you're

giving me Kip?

You have to come

and visit all the time!

I will.

I'm proud of you, son.

Your mom would be too.

I love you, Kip.

We wish you

a Merry Christmas!

Ha ha ha ha!

Job security.

Thank you all

so much, everybody!

I don't know what to say

except Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

h*, h*, h*!

Won't you all

stay a while?

Well uh, if Adam shows me

how those new wheels work.

This is so cool!

Thanks so much, Steve.

No problem, buddy,

glad you like it.

You're the best!

Sweetheart.

Thank you all

so much.

Merry Christmas,

h*, h*, h*!

I know it's last minute but, do you

have plans for Christmas dinner?

Well uh, nothing that

can't be cancelled.

Great.

h*, h*, h*, h*!

Congratulations.

As much as it pains me,

you have quite literally

saved Christmas.

Let me see the footage.

Pulitzer here I come.

NO!!!

Where is it?

Give me that!

On behalf of the board, I

am required to inform you

that your contract

has been renewed.

Inpropretuity.

That means forever

and ever.

I know

what it means.

You seem

disappointed.

When you grow up, you learn

to live with disappointment.

It's the pony.

Please. My entire life

is not defined by

something that did not happen

when I was seven years old.

So you don't want

a white Christmas?

What?

It never snows here.

It did in 1964,

so it can again.

His name is

White Christmas.

I'm sorry

it took so long.

Oh!!!!!

Oh he so beau...

Oooohhhhhh!!!!

Thank you so much!

Oh he's, oh he's so beautiful!

Ooohhh!!!!!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas,

Santa!

Merry Christmas,

everybody!

Oooohhhh.

Oh you're so beautiful.

Oh, I'm so happy!

I always wanted a pony!

Look!

Are you seeing that?

Look!

h*, h*, h*!

Merry Christmas, h*, h*, h*!

Look, Sweetheart.

h*, h*, h*!

Merry Christmas!