♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's waiting
♫ Christmas Eve is slowly fading
♫ Can you hear him in the night
♫ Close the door
♫ Turn out the light
This is KSCZ radio
wishing you the joy of the season.
The weather looks good
for Santa Claus tonight
with a full moon and a starry
sky help him find his way.
The temperature right now
here in Bartlettsville,
21 degrees, brrrr!
Well, let's listen to Christmas Fever.
♫ What a night of cheer this is
♫ How grand it is to feel so merry
♫ Life is very gay
♫ When people catch the Christmas fever
♫ How delightful on this sequence
♫ Saints and angels sing among us
♫ Holly hung just right
♫ And faces bright with
Christmas fever
♫ What a night of cheer this is
♫ How grand it is to feel so merry
♫ Life is very gay
- Mom, what time is it?
It's almost 4:30, honey.
We're gonna be at Grandpa's pretty soon.
- Mom?
- Yes, Billy.
- What time does Santa Claus come?
- Not until everyone
is asleep in bed, hon.
- Can't I stay up and see him?
- I wouldn't if I were you.
It's naughty to stay up
past your bedtime.
Santa Claus doesn't bring
presents to naughty children.
- What if we don't get home by my bedtime?
- We will, hon, don't worry.
Santa Claus is gonna bring
you a big surprise tonight.
You just wait and see.
That was always
one of my favorites.
Give us a call at KSCZ
for something special we
haven't played for you yet.
- I've had your father brought
to the recreation room.
Right this way.
- Dad?
Can you hear me?
It's me, Dad, Jimmy.
- Dad, it's Ellie.
We have Billy here
and little Ricky, too.
- Why doesn't Grandpa say something?
- He doesn't hear us, honey.
He doesn't even know we're here.
- Then what did we come for?
- Billy.
Shhh...
- He's gotten so much worse.
- I have your father's
records, Mr. Chapman.
We can review them in my office.
- Wait right here, okay, honey?
Daddy and I are gonna be right back.
Don't worry, Grandpa's
not going to hurt you.
- Grandpa?
Mom!
- Shhh, quiet!
What do you want her for?
She can't help you.
Nobody can!
You scared, ain't ya?
You should be.
Christmas Eve is the scariest
damn night of the year.
I'd be scared too, if I was you.
You know what happens on
Christmas Eve, don't ya?
You know all about Santa Claus?
- He brings presents to
all good boys and girls.
Your daddy
told you that, didn't he?
Well, I'll tell you something,
Santa Claus only brings presents
to them that's been good all year.
To the ones that ain't
done nothing naughty.
All the other ones,
all the naughty ones,
he punishes.
What about you, boy?
You been good all year?
You see Santa Claus tonight
you better run, boy.
You better run for your life!
- It's time to go home, Billy.
Dad.
We have to go now, we'll
come back and see you soon.
Come on, son.
- I'll be good from now on,
I promise!
- Mommy, were you ever
naughty when you were little?
- Once or twice.
- And did Santa Claus ever punish you?
- Where did you get an
idea like that, hon?
- Grandpa.
- Grandpa?
- Grandpa said Santa
Claus was gonna punish me.
- You think Dad could've talked to him?
- I don't see why Billy would lie.
Maybe we oughta call Dr. Conway.
- I don't want him to come,
I'm scared!
- Of who, honey?
- Santa Claus!
- Honey, there's nothing to be scared of!
- Grandpa said Santa
Claus was gonna punish me.
- Billy, calm down.
Grandpa is nothing but a crazy old fool.
Mommy, you
shouldn't have said that.
It's naughty to say bad
things about old people.
Santa Claus will punish you.
- Well, ho, ho, ho.
I don't get enough of
this shit on the radio,
it has to come into my
store now?
- What's the matter, you
don't like Santa Claus?
- Eh, it's good for
business, bad for my stomach.
Lot of phony sentiment,
you know what I'm saying?
What charity are you with?
What the hell you doin' that for?
- I'm holding you up, assh*le!
Put the money in the bag.
- All right, all right.
So, it's not all phony sentiment, is it?
A lot of it's genuine greed.
All right, you!
- $31 bucks!
Merry f*cking Christmas!
Steve Carlson here at KLOX FM,
where the temperature this
Christmas Eve
is still holding in there at
21 degrees at seven o'clock.
Well, we hope Santa is dressed
warm tonight, don't we?
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's waiting
♫ Christmas Eve is slowly fading
♫ Can't you hear him in the night
♫ Close the door
- How's it going, hon?
- Got a ways to go yet.
- What's that?
- Hm?
- I thought I saw something
out there on the road.
There it is again, see?
- There's something up there, all right.
- What would anybody be doing
stuck out here in the
middle of the...?
Oh, hey!
Do you see what I see?
- He must be on his way to a party.
Do you think we should wake up Billy?
- Santa Claus!
- Looks like you get to see
him tonight, after all, Billy.
- No, Daddy, I don't wanna see him!
Keep going, don't stop!
- Need a ride, Santa Claus?
- Well, no, not exactly.
- What's the problem?
- Oh, there's no problem, it's just that
I ran into a little bit of lousy luck.
- Jim, go!
Go!
Go!
Oh!
Oh, no!
- Never hit me!
Ho, ho, ho!
Where are you, you little bastard?
♫ Little baby
♫ Sweet little baby
♫ Pretty little baby
♫ Sweet little baby
♫ So so so so sweet
♫ Sweet little baby
♫ Pretty baby
♫ Oh
♫ Sweet little baby
- All right, now who's next?
Oh, yes.
We haven't seen your drawing yet,
have we?
Billy.
Billy!
Answer me!
- Okay.
- Let's go, Billy.
Come on up here.
Put your drawing up on
the board with others.
You put it in place and
I'll put the tape on it.
- Sister, look!
- Billy, take that down!
Young man, you go find
Mother Superior
and you show her what you've done.
March!
- Explain this, William.
- I'm sorry, Mother Superior.
- Are you?
I don't think so.
But you will be.
You will learn what it is to be sorry.
Now go to your room and stay there.
- Yes, Mother Superior.
- Until I tell you to come out.
- Well.
You finally have what
you've been asking for,
Mother Superior.
Proof.
- Of what, Sister Margaret?
- Of what I've been saying.
- That it's all still inside him.
All that terrible v*olence he saw.
His drawing clearly shows that.
- I am not interested in what you think.
I thought you finally understood that.
Simply because something
unfortunate happened
to his parents, which
he knows nothing about,
is no reason to allow him to run wild.
He must be taught!
- But the memory is still there,
Mother Superior, waiting to come out.
- And if it does, and if he
has received proper training,
he will know how to cope with it.
- But if he keeps going on like this
much longer, it may be too late!
It seems to get worse
for him every Christmas.
- Well...
It won't go on any longer.
I will take charge of
that child personally.
- He needs help, Mother Superior.
- He'll get it!
Good day, Sister.
- Good day, Mother Superior.
I think you've been locked
away up here long enough.
Why don't you come out and
help us build our snowman?
- No, I can't.
- Look, Billy.
Mother Superior only
wants what's best for you.
And I think what's best for you
is to come out and play with
the other children, okay?
- Yes.
- Okay.
- You filthy devil!
You'll pay for this.
Punishment.
You devil, take your punishment.
Devil!
Take it!
- I'm sorry!
Please don't...
Devil!
Take it!
William!
- Don't blame him, Mother Superior,
I told him he could come out.
- Stay out of this, Sister Margaret!
William, come here.
- Billy, what's wrong?
- Your brother's a nutcase,
that's what's wrong.
- No, he's not, take it back!
- Boys!
- What did you see upstairs, William?
- Nothing, Mother Superior.
- Do you know what they were doing?
- No, Mother Superior.
- Good.
What they were doing was
something very, very naughty.
They thought they could do
it without being caught.
But when we do something
naughty, we are always caught.
And then we are punished.
Punishment is absolute.
Punishment is necessary.
Punishment is good.
- Yes, Mother Superior.
- You left your room, William.
- Yes, Mother Superior.
- Very, very naughty.
Now go to bed and stay there.
- Ow.
Please let me up.
Sister Margaret!
Let me out!
- Leave him alone.
- Please let me up.
Please let me out!
Sister Margaret.
Let me out of here!
Let me out!
Let me out!
Sister Margaret.
Let me out of here!
Please!
Please let me out, Sister Margaret.
- I see nothing but greed where
there should be gratitude.
Are you ready to behave properly,
William?
- Yes, Mother Superior.
- Good, go find your present.
We will have no more trouble with him.
You will see how well my methods work.
- Of course he'll improve
once Christmas is over.
He always does.
- Well, it isn't over, Sister Margaret.
We still have our annual
Christmas visit from Santa Claus.
William will sit on Santa
Claus' lap and behave.
You'll see.
- No!
No, no!
No, no!
No!
No!
Oh no!
- Lily, out of the way.
- No!
No!
- You will learn gratitude!
Say thank you to Santa Claus.
- No, no!
No!
- Billy!
Billy!
- What the hell is wrong with that kid?
- I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be naughty.
Don't punish me, please!
- William!
- Please, Mr. Sims.
Every store in town has turned us down.
There must be some job
you can give this boy.
Why, he just turned...
- I'm sorry, Sister, but
I only have one job open
and it's for a man, not for a boy!
It's in the stockroom hauling crates.
It's just not a job for a kid.
- I suppose not.
- Sorry I couldn't help.
- Well, you wouldn't expect some kid
to haul heavy crates
all day long, would you?
- Glad you understand.
Oh, here's Billy now,
maybe you'd like to meet him,
Mr. Sims?
- That's not necessary.
Billy!
Billy, meet Mr. Sims.
- Oh.
Well, I'm always happy to
help the church, Sister.
He starts Monday morning.
Nine o'clock sharp.
- Oh, thank you, Mr. Sims!
♫ I'm looking for
♫ The warm side of the door
♫ Where the fire's bright
♫ And it's burning every night
♫ Everybody will be there
♫ And they'll be smiling at me
♫ And I won't need no more
♫ On the warm side of the door
♫ My brother's there
♫ My brother's there
♫ On the warm side of the door
♫ He'll call to me
♫ He'll call to me
♫ The way he did before
♫ There'll be thunder and lightning
♫ But we're safe and sound
♫ And I won't need no more
♫ On the warm side of the door
♫ Oh oh
♫ There's always people who love you
♫ That will kiss you and hug you
♫ And it's always Christmas
♫ On the warm side of the door
♫ There's always people who love you
♫ That will kiss you and hug you
♫ And it's always Christmas
♫ On the warm side of the door
♫ Hey hey yeah
♫ There's always people who love you
♫ They're gonna kiss you and hug you
♫ And it's always Christmas
♫ On the warm side of the door
- Just what the f*ck do
you think you're doing now?
- Um, you shouldn't, you
shouldn't talk like that.
- Oh, well excuse me, Ann Landers.
You know, what is it
with you lately, Billy?
- Nothing.
- You know, I'm gonna level with you.
When you came here
a couple of months ago,
you were an all right kid.
But all of a sudden,
you've got this f*ckin' attitude problem.
Snapping at me all the time!
You're staring off into
space like some moon goon!
- Will you just, just
leave me alone, all right?
- When I leave you alone, assh*le,
none of your f*cking work gets done!
- Look, I don't care
about my f*cking work.
- Oh, is that so, wise ass?
- Look, just leave me alone.
- Merry Christmas, everyone!
Ho, ho, ho, ho!
Merry Christmas!
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
- Come here, you little bastard!
- Yeah, I'm alive.
- Are you all right, Billy?
- Y, Yeah.
Yeah, I, uh...
- You don't look so good.
- No, I'm fine, really, I...
- Don't worry about this stuff,
I'll straighten it up for you, okay?
Are you sure you're all right, Billy?
- Yeah, yeah.
I never felt better in my life.
Billy,
are you sure you're all right?
Never
felt better in my life.
- No!
I wanna be good.
- I didn't mean to be naughty,
I'm sorry.
- Don't punish me.
- Don't punish me, please!
- Christmas Eve!
Only one more day and this
Christmas crap is history.
- I hate to ruin your
party mood, Mr. Sims,
but a teensy problem has
arisen personnel-wise.
- Well, do something
about it, solution-wise.
- It ain't that simple, Mr. Sims.
I just got a call from
one of the employees,
it seems he went ice skating
last night and broke his ankle.
He'll be out for the
remainder of the season.
- Lucky him!
Call the temporary agency
and get a replacement.
Do I have to think everything around here?
- Well, then, think of this,
the agency's only got women.
This job requires a person
of the male persuasion.
- Oh!
- A big, fat, jolly one.
You receiving me?
- Oh, no!
- Ho ho ho!
- You pull another disappearing
act like yesterday, Billy,
and I'm gonna go straight to Sims.
I don't think you realize this,
but I'm giving you a break.
That's a hell of a lot more than he'll do.
Sims is nobody's friend.
Remember that.
Ah, Mr. Sims!
- Billy boy!
How are you?
I've been meaning to come around
and see how you're enjoying yourself.
Well, everything okay?
- Uh, yeah, yes, fine.
Everything's fine, Mr. Sims.
- Good, good, good boy.
Listen, Bill, uh, the reason I dropped by,
I've got a little problem
maybe you could help me with.
I mean, if you'd like to.
- Of course, Mr. Sims.
Anything you want, you
just tell me what it is
and I'll be glad to help out.
- Good.
Good boy, thank you.
That's very good.
Very realistic!
Isn't it, Mrs. Randall?
- He's definitely fat and jolly.
- Take a closer look at
yourself in the mirror, Billy.
Just remember, be jolly.
Lots of, uh, "Ho, ho, ho."
And try not to scare the little bastards.
Sometimes they cry their heads off.
I guess they think the old guy's scary.
Silly, isn't it?
- Yeah.
Silly.
Hey, stop.
Please stop it.
What's the matter with you?
Please, stop.
Please, stop it.
What's the matter with you?
Stop it, stop kicking.
Do you have any idea
what are you doing?
You're being naughty right on Santa's lap.
I don't bring toys to naughty children.
I punish them.
Severely.
That's right.
Stop it.
Or I'll have to punish you.
- He sure knows how to handle kids.
- He's great, isn't he?
- Mommy!
- I'm coming, I'm coming!
Christ, keep your head on!
Stockroom, Andy speaking!
Who?
No, no, Billy don't
work back here no more.
Sure, sure, I can tell you his new job.
Ho, ho, ho!
He's playing Santy Claus for
a bunch of snot nosed kids.
- Seven o'clock.
It's over!
Time to get shitfaced!
♫ Christmas is a feelin'
- Merry Christmas, Helen.
How about a cheap thrill?
♫ Makin angels in the snow
- Santa Claus, come join the party!
- Santa Claus, come on over here!
Here you go, there you go,
there you go.
Drink up!
♫ It must be Christmas
♫ Can you feel that Christmas feelin'
Stick with me, kid.
By the time this party's over,
you'll think you are Santa Claus.
♫ Oh it must be Christmas
♫ We wish you a Merry Christmas
♫ We wish you a Merry Christmas
♫ We wish you a Merry Christmas
♫ and a Happy New Year
♫ Good tidings for you
♫ Wherever you are
♫ We wish you a Merry Christmas
♫ and a Happy New Year
Hey, hey, Santa Claus!
Hey, whatcha you doin', huh?
- I was uh,
thinkin' about my parents.
- Oh, good, good!
Good, that's fine, that's fine, it's fine.
A boy should think about
his parents at Christmas,
good boy, good boy.
- They're dead.
- Oh, God!
Oh, I'm sorry.
I forgot, I'm sorry.
Hey, Santa!
Santa, you better sober up.
You got a long night
ahead of ya.
- Huh?
- You remember what Santa Claus
does on Christmas Eve, dontcha?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I know what he does.
- Better get started.
Ow.
Better get started.
f*ckin' party's dead, anyway.
Go get 'em, Santa!
Go get 'em.
- If you got me a present Andy,
I don't see why you just don't bring it
out there where everybody can see it.
Pammy, this, uh,
this particular present really
isn't for everybody to see.
It's something I've been
wanting to give you for a long time.
Come on, it's just right back there.
Hey!
Trust me, huh?
You are gonna love it.
Come on.
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's creeping
♫ Soon you're nodding
♫ Now you're sleeping
♫ Were you good for Mom and Dad♫
♫ Santa knows if you've been bad
♫ There might be a treat for you
♫ In Santa's bag of toys
♫ But Christmas won't be
fun and games
♫ For naughty girls and boys
♫ Oh
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's waiting
♫ Christmas Eve is slowly fading
♫ Can you hear him in the night
♫ Close the door
♫ Turn out the light
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's creeping
♫ Now you're nodding
♫ Now you're sleeping
♫ Were you good for Mom and Dad
Stop it.
Come on, don't do that.
Uh-uh.
No.
Don't do that.
Come on, let's go back now.
Andy, stop it!
Please, Andy, no!
Come on, let's go back!
Don't!
No!
- You g*dd*mn little bitch!
- No!
- Where are you, you little bastard?
- Ho, ho, ho!
You a little tease, huh?
- Naughty!
- God, you're crazy!
- I had to stop him, Pamela.
- You bastard!
You're crazy!
Get the hell away from me!
- Did you hear something?
- I don't hear anything, Mr. Sims,
must've been your imagination.
- Punishment is necessary, Pamela.
It is
good!
- I heard something, by God.
Anybody in here?
Sims, you're drunk,
you're hearing things.
Yoo-hoo!
- Mr. Sims!
Oh, Mr. Sims!
Mr. Sims?
Oh!
Mr. Sims, come out here
and see this, it's lovely.
Mr. Sims?
Mr. Sims, are you hiding in there?
Oh, God!
Answer!
Thank God!
- Twas the night before Christmas
and all through the house
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
No!
- Hello?
Is anybody there?
Hello?
Billy?
Are you in here?
♫ On this eve when saints
and angels sing among us
♫ Holly hung just right
♫ And faces bright with
Christmas fever
♫ Happy eve of happy day
♫ Candles burning
♫ Tables full
♫ Drawers of spilling wrapping paper
♫ Closets stuffed with down and wool
♫ And now's the time to
make your vow
♫ to help your friends
and love your neighbors
♫ Joyful labors
♫ When the Christmas fever lends us here
♫ On the warm and
- Shit!
I can't concentrate that racket.
Hold on.
♫ Mama won't you give me
some advice
♫ And I've been missing
all the Christmas parties
♫ What'll I do
- Denise?
Denise!
I wanna stay up and see Santa Claus!
- Cindy, go back to bed right this minute!
- But I can't sleep!
- Shit, she's coming down.
- Cindy, um, don't come down here!
We're, um, we're doing our homework!
Cindy, if you don't go back to bed
Santa won't come.
- He's not the only one.
- He won't?
- No!
Um, you're being bad
Cindy, now go back to bed.
- Well, okay.
- Back to our studies.
Two ball in the corner pocket.
♫ Merry Christmas baby
♫ This isn't what I planned
♫ I was gonna buy you
a diamond ring
♫ And take you out
♫ Jump and shout
♫ But I can't give you anything
I want to
- Oh, shit!
- What?
- Sorry, Tommy, I gotta
go upstairs for a minute.
- What for?
- Um, the cat wants to come inside.
- How do you know?
- I heard her collar jingling at the door.
♫ And I'm trying to be jolly good golly
♫ But I got the blues
♫ I got the blues
♫ I got the Christmas blues
♫ Baby I got the blues
- I'm gonna k*ll her.
- Puddy, are you out there?
Puddy, kitty, kitty, kitty!
Kitty!
Where'd she go?
Okay, you're on
your own until morning.
Merry Christmas.
There you are you bad kitty!
- Punish!
- No!
No!
Tommy!
- Punish!
Punish!
Punish!
No!
♫ Christmas baby
♫ I guess I really got what for
- Hey, Denise!
What are you doing?
♫ I love you baby but you
made me mad
♫ You were the best
thing that I've ever had
♫ Merry Christmas baby
♫ I guess I really got what for
Holy shit!
Denise?
Where are you?
Denise, are you okay?
If this is some kind of
joke, I'm gonna k*ll her.
Operator?
Operator, I need the police.
- Punish!
Punish!
No!
- Santa Claus!
I knew you'd come, did
you bring me a present?
- Have...
Have you been good?
Or have you been naughty?
- Good!
- You haven't done anything naughty?
- No, Santa Claus.
- Are you sure?
Denise?
Denise?
- Can you believe this?
It's Christmas Eve and we got orders
to bring in Santa Claus!
Hey, Miller, what do you
think the captain would do
if we brought in the real one?
He's never satisfied!
He'd send us back out to
pick up the Easter Bunny.
Or Peter Pan, maybe.
- Hey, look.
- What are you doing?
What do you think you are doing?
- Hold it!
Stop right there!
- Daddy!
- Daddy?
- Look at this hill!
Virgin, man!
The only
kind you'll ever get!
- I'm goin' down first.
- Go on!
What's the matter, you afraid?
- Shut up a second.
- Are you having a religious experience?
Or did you pee your pants?
- Somebody else is out there.
- Who'd be out here this time
of the night on Christmas Eve?
Go on!
- Be quiet for a minute!
I feel like somebody's watching me.
- Like who?
Santa's little elves?
- Well, maybe it was just my imagination.
- Yeah, it would be if you had one.
Now ride your stupid sled.
- My sled ain't stupid.
I'll show ya, watch.
- Well, if it isn't Bob and Mac?
Now why don't you guys just
get the f*ck out of the way?
- Glad to, little man.
But, uh, we're gonna go sledding.
- Oh, that's the plan.
- Yeah.
- You guys are gonna take our sleds.
Oh, you guys are great.
You know, I wanna grow
up to be just like you.
Ugly and very stupid.
- Do you wanna take that back,
fuckface?
- Drop dead!
- I said take it back!
- All right, all right, I'm sorry!
- Now get outta here!
Go on, get out of here!
- All right, let's go.
You go first.
- Okay.
Hey, what if I hit a tree?
- Just go!
- Ya-hoo!
Yeah, woo!
Woohoo!
Okay, I'm right here, man!
That's beautiful!
All right!
Now watch this!
Wahoo!
Woohoohoo!
Woohoo, yeah!
Woohoo!
- Naughty!
- Oh, God!
Oh, my God!
Oh, God!
He's dead!
Oh, my God!
- Oh, Captain Richards!
I'm sorry, I must have fallen asleep.
Any news?
- All bad, Sister.
Three more murders.
Been eluding my men all night.
Kid may be nuts,
but he's not stupid.
- No, he's not stupid.
In fact, everything he's been doing
has a kind of logic to it,
once you understand
what he's gone through.
- If that's true,
there oughta be a way we
can predict his next move.
- Oh, my Lord!
- I want those papers folded
and stacked, not tossed about.
And I want each one of you
to write a nice thank you to Santa.
For his visit later.
Are you listening?
- Better say goodbye now,
Mother Superior wants us to
write a note to Santa Claus.
- That the only line out there, Sister?
- I'm afraid so.
Still busy.
- I can't imagine who'd
be on the phone so long.
- We can't wait any longer.
I'm going down to the dispatcher
and you and I are going out
to the orphanage together.
Sister.
I need
every available car to go out
to the orphanage on the double!
Santa Claus k*ller may
be headed that way now.
Responding officers are ordered
to sh**t to k*ll, if necessary.
- If you get wet or start to
feel cold, come back inside.
- Wow!
Cut it out!
Can't you see who's coming?
- This is Officer Barnes.
I'm approaching the orphanage now.
Everything looks okay,
there's a bunch of kids
playing in the yard.
Holy shit!
Hey, hold it!
Get outta there, get away from him!
- Oh, my God!
Children, inside!
Hurry!
Ricky!
Come away from there!
And the
man dressed as Santa Claus
was shot and k*lled at
Saint Mary's Home.
Ambulance is on the way.
- I'm sorry, Sister.
But at least it's all over.
- Captain, we got a problem here.
The description of the
dead man, it's all wrong.
- What do you mean all wrong?
Well, Barnes
says the guy's about 50,
under six feet tall.
- Oh, my God!
It's Father O'Brien!
He was our Santa this year.
- The kid we're looking for is 18!
Barnes
warned the guy to stop,
Captain, he didn't respond.
- Of course not, he's
deaf, he couldn't hear it!
- You tell Barnes to
stay at the orphanage.
The k*ller may still be on his way there.
10-4.
- We've got to help him.
We've just got to!
- I don't understand how
you could have mistaken
Father O'Brien for the
m*rder*r in the first place.
He was dressed as a Santa Claus.
- Captain Richards can
explain everything
when he gets here, ma'am.
I'm sorry for what happened,
but there is a k*ller on the way here.
- Oh, the children.
No harm must come to the
children, do you understand?
- That's why I'm here, Sister.
- I am Mother Superior!
And so far, all you have done is harm!
- I'm sorry.
I'm gonna check out the grounds.
In the meantime, you make sure
everyone stays locked up inside.
Don't let anybody come in unless
you know exactly who it is.
- No one is going to get in
that doesn't belong here!
- Poor things are scared to death.
_ Hm?
Oh, yes!
They need something to
keep their mind off it.
Richard!
- Yes, Mother Superior?
- Will you please get my pitch pipe?
Such a good boy, not at all
like his older brother William.
Children, listen to me.
I know that you're very
upset and I understand,
but I want you to stop that moping.
We're gonna sing.
Thank you.
Ready, Sister?
Deck the Halls.
And a one and a two and a three.
♫ Deck the halls with boughs of holly
♫ Fa la la la la
♫ La la la la
♫ Tis the season to be jolly
♫ Fa la la la la
♫ La la la la
♫ Don we now our gay apparel
♫ Fa la la
♫ La la la
♫ La la la
♫ Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
♫ Fa la la la la
♫ La la la la
♫ Deck the halls with boughs of holly
♫ Fa la la la la
♫ La la la la
♫ Tis the season to be jolly
♫ Fa la la la la
♫ La la la la
♫ Don we now our gay apparel
♫ Fa la la
♫ La la la
♫ La la la
♫ Troll the ancient Yuletide carol
- Punish!
♫ For the king of angels
♫ Oh come let us adore him
♫ Oh come let us adore him
♫ Oh come let us adore him
♫ Christ the Lord
- All right, let's try now Jingle Bells.
Andrew, where do you think
you're going?
Come on, we need altos.
No, don't!
It's Santa!
- Kristi, stay away!
Stay with me.
- But, Mother Superior,
it's Santa Claus!
- Kristi, stay away from him.
- Hello, Santa.
- Kristi, come here.
Come here.
Andrew, come here.
There's no Santa Claus.
There is no Santa Claus.
- Naughty.
Naughty.
- There is no Santa Claus.
- Naughty!
You're safe now.
Santa Claus
is gone.
- Naughty.
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's creeping
♫ Now you're nodding
♫ Now you're sleeping.
♫ Were you good for Mom and Dad
♫ Santa knows if you've been bad
♫ There might be a treat for you
♫ In Santa's bag of toys
♫ But Christmas won't be
fun and games
♫ For naughty girls and boys
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's waiting
♫ Everybody's celebrating
♫ Did you do your best this year
♫ Too late now
♫ 'Cause Santa's here
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's creeping
♫ Now you're nodding
♫ Now you're sleeping
♫ Were you good for Mom and Dad
♫ Santa knows if you've been bad
♫ There might be a treat for you
♫ In Santa's bag of toys
♫ But Christmas won't be
fun and games
♫ For naughty girls and boys
♫ Santa's watching
♫ Santa's waiting
♫ Everybody's celebrating
♫ Did you do your best this year
♫ Too late now
♫ 'Cause Santa's here