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- ♪ MTV ♪

[sleigh bells jingling]

[gentle music]

- Dear heavenly Father,
Jim Dangle is a good fella.

Please look after him tonight.

- Lord, please look after
the lieutenant tonight.

He's in a tough spot.

- God, please,
when will I get my period?

Oh, and if you get a minute,

could you look after
my friend Jim Dangle?

He looks like
he's kind of losing it.

♪ ♪

- [sobbing]

Oh, Lord.

What a year!

I got weasel pox

and then I got
rebound weasel pox,

and then I bought
all that cryptocurrency

because of that excellent
commercial with Matt Damon.

And then I finally got that

Alanis Morissette tramp stamp
that I wanted,

and the guy spelled it...

so close, but not--
not exactly right.

[bicycle bell dinging]

Oh, hey, sir?

Please don't
fuck my bicycle.

That's my bike
that you're fucking, sir.

Hey, sir? Sir?

OK, guess what?

Joke's on you, that bike seat
has weasel pox on it.

Oh, Lord.

If there was ever
a Christmas angel out there,

I sure could use one tonight.

[angelic singing]

♪ ♪

- Bee!
- Ahh! Oh, my God!

Terry?

- No, it's a Christmas angel.

- It's Terry
as a Christmas angel.

- Yeah, that's my name.

- You got new skates.
- Yeah.

- You put mistletoe on your--

- On my gennies.

All the elves gather around,
and then they rub it

and then I make a candy cane

and then snow comes out
in their face.

- Terry.
- What?

- I'm just having
the worst year ever.

I hate to say this,

but wouldn't
the world be better

if maybe I'd just
never been born?

- [gasps] How can you say that?

- I just did, with my mouth,
out into your face.

- Lieutenant Dangle, do you
want to see what Reno would

be like if you were never born?

- Show me, Terry.

What do I have to do?

- It's real simple.

Just hold on
to my jingle berries.

- Is this a--your trick--
no, this is a trick.

- No, it's not.

- OK.

Where there's a will,
there's a way.

[ethereal harp music]

- Oh, my gosh.

- Is that--no!

- Yes.

[gentle glass harp music
playing]

[wild cheering]

♪ ♪

- Trudy?

- [whispering] Yes.

- She's incomparable.

♪ ♪

- Trudy!

- No, she can't hear you.

Remember, you were never born.

♪ ♪

- Is that Rizzo?
Rizzo!

Rizzo, It's Jim!

- He can't hear you.

- Oh, right.

[music intensifies]

[wild cheering]

♪ ♪

- Not on my watch.

[grunts]

- [screams]

- Go!

Yeah!

[cheers and applause]

[microphone feedback]
- Thank you, everyone!

My name is Trudy Wiegel.

I love each
and every one of you!

[steam hisses]

- Let's see what Jones
is like if you were never born.

- [fading out] Show me no more!

Show me no--
[ethereal harp music]

[indistinct chatter]

Holy snot.

[cheers and applause]

[inspiring music]

♪ ♪

Jones is the mother-effing
Sunday front-of-house manager

at the mother-effing
Melting Crock?

- Oh, yeah.
- My God.

♪ ♪

- Hot-cha.

♪ ♪

- Yeah.

- Oh, my God.
They love him so much.

- He's worshipped.

- All right, let's fon-do this!

[laughter]

- Where? Why?

Is that Kimball?

- I would do literally anything
if you would get us a table

sooner than 45 minutes.

- Well, maybe I can accommodate
you and your little pussy.

- Oh, there isn't a cat
in this cat carrier.

There's a snake.

And I have a doctor's note
that says I'm allowed

to bring it into restaurants.

[pager beeps, buzzes]
[gasps]

- Table's ready.

- Boy, it sure is.

- Kimball's hot,
and she owns a snake?

- Yes.

See, this is what
their lives are like

if you were never born
and fucked everything up!

- No.

No!

Terry, don't show me any more.

- Wait till we see Clemmy.
- No!

- And this time--
- No!

- Brace yourself.
- No.

[vocalizing]

- [fading out] No!

No.

No!

[somber organ music]

Terry, no!

Not Clementine!

- It's real!

- She was the only
photogenic one!

And she also owes me $1,500
for spray tan sessions

that we were going to split,
and then she was like,

I'll use half and you use half.

No, Terry, no!

- Yes, look at her.

- [gasps]

- And that's how elegant
you would look in this,

the Cadillac of all coffins.

Did I mention it has Bluetooth
in case you're buried alive

and want to talk
to someone about it,

or listen to a podcast?

- Hi, Clemmy!

- She can't hear you, remember?

I've told you that.
- Sounds expensive.

- Maybe you've seen
my brand new Suzuki Outback

with optional roof rack
outside.

- You're rich, bitch.

- I'm the best coffin salesman
in the Sierras.

- I know that's right.

For some reason,
all my husbands keep dying.

Wah, wah.

- I'm sorry for your loss.

[laughter]

- Oh!

You know what I really want
to do right now?

- What?

- Listen to
the Chipmunks' "Greatest Hits"

and go pee on Terry.

- I would love to pee on Terry
and listen to the Chipmunks.

[laughter]

- ♪ Pee on Terry
and listen to the Chipmunks ♪

- ♪ Alvin ♪
- ♪ Simon ♪

- ♪ Theodore ♪

- ♪ I said, Alvin ♪

both: ♪ Simon and Theodore ♪

- Alvin. Simon.

Ahh!
- Urine! Urine!

- Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!

- What? Oh, my gosh!
- Oh. Oh.

Terry!
- What?

- Oh!

- Where's all the pee
I was promised

by the girls with big boobs?

- I think you were projecting
all of that.

[bell ringing]
[gasps]

I just heard a bell ringing.

- [gasps] Oh, my gosh.

Every time a bell rings,
an angel gets a tug job.

- From?

- [vocalizing]

- Not me.

- I've been
to Tug Jobs Anonymous.

I'm in there right now.
Don't tell anybody.

- Who else is in it with you?

- It's me
and Gary Busey's mailman.

- Terry!
- God! What?

- What day is it?

- Oh, my God!

It's only a couple days
till Christmas!

- [gasps]

Then there's still time!

- There's still time
to get peed on!

- Uh, and--and/or
other things.

- Right, but mainly peed on.
- Go.

Just go.
Go, go, go, go, go,

- Asparagus?
- Go.

- Eat asparagus.
- Go.

Merry Christmas,
dirty old pervert man!

["The Chipmunk Song"
instrumental]

- Fuck this place.

- Merry Christmas, Reno!

- Merry Christmas, weed store!

- Merry Christmas,
you old dildo shop!

- Merry Christmas,
Soup on a Stick!

- Merry Christmas,
frozen dildo shop!

- Merry Christmas,
Genital Decorators!

- Merry Christmas,
paint-your-own dildo shop!

- Merry Christmas,
Animal Butt Plugs!

♪ ♪

- Terry?

♪ ♪

Were we supposed
to get going, Terry?

[festive music]

♪ ♪

- Anyway,
your lives were great.

Good morning, gang.
- Good morning.

- Good morning.
- Good morning.

- Uh, this week's briefings
are brought to you

by Fugly Nubs,
the app that gets

horrifyingly ugly
yet very usable parts

of chickens directly to you.

- Wait, what?

- The way you eat a chicken,
it's skinned, and the pieces--

I've never considered
them attractive.

- Well, I'm sorry.
The fine print says,

uh, "Parts of chickens

that aren't even usable
in Mexican restaurants."

- It sounds like this company
isn't selling you

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Does everyone remember
the oath that HR made us take?

And I won't show my wiener
to anybody.

- I will not show
my wiener to anybody.

- No such thing
as a penis oath.

- What are we doing?
- Oh.

- Oh, we were just taking
an oath that we wouldn't

show people our wieners.

- Yeah, yeah.

- Well, we had a situation
with a--

- Yeah, there's a chimpanzee
running through the mall.

- Chimpanzee.

- It got into the Santa sack
and, uh,

we don't know where it is.

- It's all part
of a terrible ransom.

- You're being chimp-sacked?

- Not a thing.
- The adult male chimpanzee

has nine times the grip
of that of a male adult.

The secret is,
you have to be a chimp

of a higher status.

It's a status game, mates.

Watch and learn.

- He's over here, behind the--

- He knows what he's doing.

This is good.

- All right, this is no good.

You need, like, a moose
or something.

A reindeer is not big enough.

- OK.
- Not big enough.

- Bigger chimp.
- Bigger chimp.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Status game.

- Oh, yes. Yeah, OK.
- Come on.

Come on, chimpie.
- OK, OK.

[chimpanzee screaming]
- [screaming]

- Oh. Oh, no, no, no.

That sounds--that sounds bad.
- Oh!

[thumping]

[screaming]

- Oh, he's OK!

- He's got a bit
of fight in him, that one.

All right, different tactic.

I want him to think
that I'm a female.

You, you.

I need some musk.

This way--this way--
- OK.

- He'll think that I'm a woman.
- That works.

That works.
- Not enough.

Not enough.
- Oh!

- You want some? Oh.

- OK.
- Hey.

- Oh.

- Guys, it's totally standard.
- That'll do it.

He'll like that.
He'll like that.

- OK, good.
You're welcome.

- Maybe.
Santa, come here.

- You smell like a woman.

- It's funny,
because usually when a man

sticks his arm up my crotch,
I get his name first.

- Now it's time
for the tender trap.

- OK.

- Godspeed.

- Oh, you go--you go, girl.

[chimpanzee screaming]

[glass breaking]
[all yelling]

- Not in there!
Put him down.

Put him down.

- Is your foot in it?
- Leave it, no!

No!

- Ahh!

[screaming]
- Oh, oh.

- He's in--

- Ahh!
- Oh, he's alive.

- Oh.
- He's alive.

- I got him.

I choked him out.

- You choked him out.

- [laughs]
- Oh.

- He's not going
to bother you anymore.

He's a nice fella.

Just needed a bit of love.
- Oh.

- Thank you, brave sir.

- You're a hero.
- Brave sir.

Oh, thank you so much.

Your items.
- Ah, wow. Wow.

- Uh, let's--is this dumb?

Can get a--can we get
a snap with the squad?

- Oh, yeah.
That's a great idea.

- Come on, come on.
[cheering]

- That's great. Whoops.

Can everybody go, "whoops"?
That's great.

[chimpanzee screaming]

[screaming]

[tranquilizer gun fires]

- Hey, hey, hey!
- Oh!

- Oh, you got him, Jim!

- I'm OK!

[cheering]

- It's a Christmas miracle!

- Let's get the photo.

Season's greetings!

all: Season's greetings.

- Only three days left
to Christmas.

Bargains are abound.

- Does anybody want
an Ice N Tasty?

No, I need one to put on--

to ice my tasties.
- Morning, officers.

Morning, morning.

- Well, hello there.
- Good morning.

- Thank you for your service.

We saw what you got up to
this morning.

- Oh, yeah. We got, uh--uh--

- Chimp--you got chimp-sacked.

- We got chimp-sacked.
- We sure did.

- My name is Gunner.

- And my name
is Ronnie Donald Ceviche.

- And I am Hold 'Em.

- And I am Fold 'Em.

- Yeah.
We are the current stewards

of the Kenny Rogers' Life
Exhibit.

- Is this some kind of
traveling Kenny Rogers museum?

- Some kind?

This is the traveling
Kenny Rogers museum.

- We're talking too much.

It's almost time
to start our show.

- Oh, oh, oh!
- And...

[Kenny Rogers' "Let it Snow"]

- Born 21 August, 1938,
Kenneth Donald Rogers,

known to his family
as Kenneth Ray,

went on to be nominated
19 times for a Grammy

and sold over
121 million records worldwide.

- This is the exact size
Kenny was

when he was this size.

- Child-size Kenny.
- It looks just like him.

It looks just like him.

- And he grew up in poverty,
surrounded by rats.

- No. That's not a rat, sir.

That is a nine-banded
Texas armadillo.

The Texas tank.

- Well, this was amazing.

I wish there was more to see.

Oh--oh, there is more!

Oh, wow.

Oh, whoa!
- Whoa!

- Kenny Rogers stood
at least 6 feet tall.

Rumor is, he never
looked down on any man,

but every man looked up to him.

- Look, look.

I'm big enough that
if you skinned me,

Kenny Rogers could wear me.

- Your brain works weird.

I like it.

- [laughs]

- This has all of Kenny's songs
in Japanese?

- Yep. All of them.

- Why?

[upbeat country music]

♪ ♪

- Is this a suit that he wore?
- Well, this--

just like everything
you're about to see--

is something that Kenny
actually wore himself

or is a pretty accurate
just this side of replica.

- This is a replica
that Kenny would have worn,

had Kenny worn a replica
like this one.

- It would have been this one.
- That's right.

♪ ♪

- Kenny grew up really poor.

He couldn't afford a kitty,
so he had a baby goat.

They nicknamed him Smitty.

- This goat feels
like hard plastic.

Is that what that is?
- It is.

- That's what that is.
This is not even a real goat?

- I mean, it's a goat in there,
but we lacquered it.

And then after a while it
started to delaminate, so--

- Magnificent.

- Also just a test of,
could we laminate a goat?

- Yeah.

- Well, you never know
until you try.

♪ ♪

- OK.

Hi.

I don't see anybody.

Let's do this quick. [grunts]

- OK.
- Ready?

both: One, two, three.

- [grunts]

[both sigh]

- All right.
So the plan is, we call--

we call animal control.
- Right.

- And they come
pick this thing up.

- Yeah.
- Right?

- Yeah.

- And it has a very
happy life somewhere

in some--in something that
looks like

a Tarzan set, right?

- Or--or we leave it here,
and it just can run free.

- That's right.
You know, it's like a jungle.

It's like a concrete jungle.

We're releasing the monkey
in the concrete--

- Hello?
- Hello?

- Hello?

- Oh!
- Oh, my God.

Oh, my--
- [groans]

- Hey!
- Keith!

- Hey, man.
- Where am I?

- What are you doing
in that sack?

- What am I doing in that sack?

- We got--
what's he doing here?

- Did you guys tranq me?

- Wait, if you're here, then--

- Who'd we drop
at the strip club?

[chimpanzee screaming
in distance]

- You can take me
to the strip club.

- No, no, no.
You stay here.

We should go.
We'll check it out.

- Yeah.
- We should go.

- I got to go home!

I know my wife's worried sick!

She's bigger than me!

[siren blaring]

- Is this what I think this is?

- If you think this
is Kenny Rogers' bones,

it absolutely is.

- Please no flash photography.

[all gasping]

I can only keep it open
in little spurts,

much like a Caravaggio.

- Three, two, one.

- Oh, whoa.

- We just saw
Kenny Rogers' bones.

- That is possible, yes.
- Yes.

- Can I--should we all switch?

I would love to see the bottom.

- Oh, yeah, please
see the bottom.

Kenny Rogers' bones.

[gasping]

- Please no flash photography.
- [gasps]

This side is even better.

- The bottom side
is incredible.

- His voice resonated
inside that skull.

- There's still cards
in his hand.

- Wow.
- Yeah.

The kind of cards Kenny Rogers
would have held in his hands,

had he died lying down.

- Amazing.

- I will say, having
just seen his wingspan,

this is the full-size Kenny?

- We should admit that we do
have the same parent company

as the Body World show.
- Oh.

- Remember that?
- OK.

- Was that, like, the muscle
dudes that played volleyball?

- Yeah.
- Exactly.

- So there is some
cross-pollination where,

you know, well,
we share a warehouse.

- Sure, of course.

- Let's not tug
each other's nuts right here.

They may not be
Kenny Rogers' bones,

but they remain bones,
mostly human bones.

- Let's not tug our own nuts.

- No.

- Let's not allow anyone
walking by to get a nut tug.

Bones.
- Human bones.

- Kenny Rogers had them.
- In the shape--

in the shape of Kenny Rogers.

You know what?
I'd kind of like to see

the top half again,
would that be OK?

- Oh, yeah. Please.
Please take your time.

- You said pièce de résistance
two or three times.

- Yeah.

- This is clearly
the pièce de résistance.

This has been wonderful.

We'll just come by anytime,
and you guys can show these?

- Any time you got $38,
you can come right on by here.

- Again.
- Wow.

[sleigh bells jingling]
["Ode to Joy"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Oh, the little
Junior Deputies ♪

♪ They came up to your knee ♪

♪ But how'd they turn out? ♪

♪ Take a look-y and see ♪

- It's Christmas, and the Reno
Junior Deputies program

has never needed your funds
more than right now.

Every year y'all have been
leaving babies for us,

like some kind
of backwards Grinch

who never heard about rubbers.

Well, meet my little friend
Freckles here.

After 20 Christmases spent in
the Reno Sheriff's Department,

this is little Freckles now.

Good girl, Freckles.

- I drank poison.

- No, you didn't.
- Just kidding.

No, I didn't.

'Cause I can't,
'cause I'm pregnant.

- Freckles, so help me God,
just say happy holidays

from the Junior
Sheriff's Department,

or I'll smack
the shit out of you.

- I want you to.

Kill me!
- Stop!

- Kill me!
- Stop asking me to kill you!

- Fucking kill me!

- I am not going to kill you,
you little--

- Suck my dick!

- ♪ Oh, the little
Junior Deputies ♪

♪ Were only just cubs ♪

♪ But now they're men
and women ♪

♪ Kind of like us ♪

[sleigh bells jingling]
[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- We've been here since
4:00 a.m. this morning,

and it has been my privilege
to introduce

the Reno Sheriff's Department
to actual police procedure.

Now, I have asked Jones
and Cindy to join me today.

Mr. Richnickie
of the Sierra Nugget Mall has

had some threatening letters
sent to him

saying they're going
to steal his silver nugget.

So I have started
what we call a string board.

This is how all great crime
is solved.

What we're going to do
is find possible connections

to the potential theft
of the silver nugget,

so if it gets stolen,

and if we figure out
who stole it,

perhaps we connect
it to something

that fucking matters.

We got OJ.

I don't want to
get into it again.

Who did this? What's this?

- That's a coconut nut cluster
wrapper I put up there.

That--maybe a wrapper--

- What's the connection?

- Maybe--maybe
a wrapper did it.

- You're just saying what
you think I want to hear.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Hey, Riz.
- Hey.

What's up?
- Sorry I'm late.

- Oh, you here to work on it?

- You just told me
to show up here.

- You know who could be guilty?

- Oh, good. Yes. Who?

- In Reno, almost...

everyone.

- All right. No.

[sleigh bells jingling]
[gentle music]

- Oh, no.
- Oh, Lord.

- Merry Christmas!
- Yep. It's Big Mike.

- Is he huffing on them fumes?

Sheriff's Department, Mike.

He's got a flocker.
- He's got a flocker.

- Got a flocker.

Mike, put that
flocking gun down.

- [gibberish]

- Whoa! Mike! Hey!
[flocker sprays]

Whoa! Hey! Hey!

Hey. Stop it!

Don't--have you
been huffing that?

- Everyone is so--
- You can't--

Mike, don't huff that.
Don't huff that.

- Mike, that's bad
for your health.

- [groaning]

I'm a monster!

Right.
- Mike, stop it.

- Mike, stop.
- Mike, stop it!

Stop it! Stop it!

- What is that stuff?
- Hey, I'll flock you--

I'll flock you up.

- I'm fucking--do it.

Give me--give me one.

Give him the snowball.

Here you go.
- Hey!

- Guess what kind of call
we got on the telephone.

- Man partying
in a parking lot?

- No.
- No.

- Man having a sale?

Man selling
flocked Halloween ornaments

at discount price?

- This is definitely all
the stuff that got stolen

from the Halloween stuff.
- Oh, yeah, 100%.

I recognize that spider
'cause I wanted it,

and it was $64.
- Well, how much is it now?

Hey, Mike?

- Mike, how much is the spider?

- 21.99 for the spider.

- Really?

For the whole spider?

- Think up on top
of your Christmas tree.

That sounds like
a pretty good idea.

21.99 for me.

- Mike, what happened
to that vehicle over there?

- That's my race car.

- Is that your vehicle?
- Yes.

- And the paperwork
would be in it

that would show
that this belongs

to Big Mike, and not Brenda?

Wait a minute.
Did Brenda help you

steal everything
from the Halloween stuff,

and--stop it, Mike! Mike.

Mike. Mike. Mike.

Stop it.

- Is Brenda dead in the trunk?

- Brenda was called
to serve the Lord.

That's why she moved
to Hot Springs, Arkansas.

To serve the Lord. - She was
not with you

when you robbed
the Halloween store?

- No! Absolutely not!

- I've met Brenda,
and she's a godless troll.

- Well, that's what happened.

See, those make
the best preachers.

The ones that
start out as whores

and drug dealers
and pedophiles

and ass-rapers
and dick smokers,

and then they go,

I'm dub--done with my dicks.

I'm going up there
for the Lord.

And she has a kennel--

- I'm going to need
to check that vehicle.

- She has--no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

You don't got to check
that kennel.

- I'm happy for her, actually.

- She's doing so well.

[flies buzzing]

- Well.

- Found her.

- Yeah, Brenda's in there.

- Let's go, Mike.
- All right.

- Good Lord.

- I'm going to throw up
real quick.

- Do you think we
have time to stop

by the Thanksgiving store?

- Absolutely.

[up-tempo rock music]

♪ ♪

- OK.

We've been here
for about nine hours

working on the string board,
and we are making progress.

Uh, guys, you want
to run through

what we've excluded so far?

- Jesus, DEVO, OJ,

Mark Fuhrman, the Black Dahlia.

We also--remember,
we found out that's not

a--that's not a microchip.

It's seaweed.

- I knew that going in.

But we have eliminated some
of these possibilities.

- It's come to my attention,
uh,

that I think we have
not been looking

at--where there's smoke,
there's sometimes fire.

And I know everyone said they
don't know Mr. Richnickie,

is that correct?

- Yeah.
- Mm.

- I mean, you know him,
because Reno's not a big town.

I mean, I know him.
- Not a big town.

- I wouldn't say that.

- Jim, I will say we're
on the same bowling team.

- You're on the same
bowling team.

It's right there.

- So you obviously know
that Richnickie and I

own a balance beam
and jump rope play place,

which is not thriving.

And, um--so what?

I know him.

And I have
a small business with him.

And he owes me some money.

- We were in a band.

- We dated the same woman
for...

a little while.

- And that woman was my mother.

- And the, uh, third investor

in my balance beam
and jump rope business.

To be clear,
I think what interested her

is the low overhead and
the small initial investment.

It is a great idea.

- Then why do you need so
much money from other people?

- Because I'm generous.

- We should take
all these guys down--

- Oh--oh,
I don't know about that!

- And put up all of us.
- No, no, no, no, no.

This is--
- Declan!

- Like, even as a background--
- Holy shit.

Guys, guys, guys.
Sorry.

I think I found a clue.

Listen, I don't know
if it has something to do

with these notes or not,
but I found this

in the parking lot
and I think it's a clue.

Pig in a jar!
- Yes, it's a clue!

We don't get this every day.
It's a clue.

- It's not just a clue.

It's also a warning.

How many pigs are there
supposed to be in the story?

- Three.
- How many aren't here?

- Two.

- Someone who should be
an ally is, in fact--

- Someone with two faces.

- Someone--
- A two-faced pig

is betraying
the other two pigs.

- And a piggy--
where does piggy go?

Where does the piggy go?
- The market.

- Went to the market!

- Guys, what do people call us?

Pigs.

We need to go to the market.

- These little piggies
go to market.

- I cracked it!
I grassed it.

- Fantastic.

You're undercover, we're all--
- Hey, guys?

- Yeah.
- The board works.

- The board did work.

- There it is!

What are you guys doing
messing with my face soup?

I put it outside 'cause
it needs to cook in the sun,

like sun tea.

That's why I left it
in the parking lot.

- So this is not a clue
that we're supposed

to go down to the market?
- No!

White people, always
taking your stuff.

- Yes.
- Am I right?

[interposing voices]
- Yes, they do.

Yes, they do.
- Face soup.

- Face soup.

- Face soup.
- You know what?

Now that I think about it,
I've seen your ads

for it on Facebook.
- Yeah.

[sniffs]

- Ooh.
- Just a weird odor.

- I like it.
Oh, I like it.

- Oh, that feels good.

- Ugh!

It's-- it burns the back
of my throat.

My whole mouth is cold.

- I mean, it's got a nose--
there's a little

bit of nose in mine.

♪ ♪

- It's another beautiful day
at the Sierra Nugget Mall.

- Thank you, ma'am.

Tell your friends
who have money

to come back and see us.
- Yes.

- Kenny Rogers!

- Kenny Rogers.
- Hello.

Right this way, go ahead.
- Hello.

- Sheriff's Department.
- Hey.

Guess who is back.
- Ugh.

- Ugh, son of a bitch.

- Come on, man.

I saw them. They came through.

- Hola!

- Past the dino, and--
- Donde esta?

- Come out, come out.
Hello.

- Donde esta?
Hello.

- You never know where
she's going to be.

- All right.
- Hello?

- Ahh!
[all screaming]

- How y'all doing?

[screaming]
- Nope, nope.

Be a lady.
Come on, now.

- Get away from me, ghost!

- No, no--give me that leg.

- T.T.!

[screaming]

- No, no.

Slow--no running!

- Get over here, T.T.!

Uh-uh. No.

No. No, T.T.

- That's a weapon.
- T.T., stop.

T.T.!
- T.T.

- [screeches]
- Don't let her into that one.

She's got high ground.
- Ahh!

Ahh! Easy.

No. No. No.

- Father Nicholas has left me

a splendid box
this Christmas morrow,

and inside,
just what I asked for--

a real boy.

[singing to the
"12 Days of Christmas" tune]

♪ Happy holidays ♪

♪ Reno ♪

[sleigh bells jingling]
[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- I quite frankly think
that Mr. Richnickie

might be making up
the whole ransom note thing,

and someone wanting
to steal a silver nugget.

I do.

And I can't blame him,
because I once sent

ransom notes to my own parents,

pretending like
I had been kidnapped.

And they did not respond.

- You know, I did some
background on Richnickie,

and I don't know
if this is something,

but I think it might be.

20 years ago,
he had a car wash,

and the way he used to get
people to come to the car wash

was he had some
rhodium displayed

in a Plexiglass case.

If you don't know, rhodium
is the most precious metal.

It got stolen as well.

Anything?

- Hi, how are you today?

There you go.

All right.

Now, you're not
going to believe it.

That's the Sierra Nugget.

Can you believe it?

She's my pride and joy,

and she's insured
for a fortune.

Beautiful.

[mysterious music]
[sleigh bells jingling]

♪ ♪

- We have been
in the Christmas pageant

a whole bunch of times,
and it was a'ight.

But now--[laughs]
Get ready for this,

because Dangle came up
with an idea

for us to top
what we did last year.

We got live doves!

- Live doves.

There is a website called
CelebrationDovesOhMyMy.org.

We have, uh,
dove catchers ready to go.

- Yep.
- Dove Station Alpha.

- Doves fly out.
- Check.

- Check. Hey.

Ho ho ho.
- Dove Station Zebra.

Check.

After the Christ child
is born--

I'm the Christ child,
of course--

we will then release the doves.

Get ready.
Right, we all ready?

- Y'all get ready.

- It's got bubble wrap.

- Save the bubble wrap.

I like--I like bubble wrap.

- Huh.

One alive, one frozen alive,
one dozen.

There's lots and lots of them,
and they're very cold.

- It says you have
to reheat the dove.

They came over in
a shipping container, right?

- Oh, that makes sense.
Oh, look at him.

He's walking around,
and then he's flying.

This is not--actually
not that hard.

All we got to do is warm up,
uh, 120 frozen solid doves.

- I'll stick it down my shirt.

That always works on everybody.
- OK.

- I'll try that.

- Once they start waking up,

be ready.

- Jim, I got to say,
I think these are dead.

- They're just flash frozen.
- No.

- Mine is not coming back yet.

- If anything, it's like
it's necrofying my skin.

- Oh, my God.
- I heard this is how

the first avian flu started,
by the way.

- That's probably
very, very true.

[hair dryer whirring]

- Oh, oh, oh, oh.

- No, no.

- Ooh!

Oh, my gosh.

- Starting to smell
like chicken.

- Any luck?
- No.

- Well, I thought I saw
something move, but--

- I had--I had
a little feeling

on this guy for a minute.

Wait.

No.

So close, so close.

Wait.

Nope. I'll be back.

Keep the faith.

[siren blaring in distance]

- My worst experience
with the Junior Deputies

was when I got taken hostage
by them.

Their demands were they wanted

better living conditions
and food.

I got released once we agreed
to expand their kennels

by 25 square feet

and raised the fill line
on their dishes

by an inch.

- Have a lot of our
adult deputies gotten hurt

by the Junior Deputies?

Of course.

Did Trudy get rabies from
one of the Junior Deputies?

Yes.

These are youngsters, often,
that were maybe left

at the station,
and you can't judge them

the way you would
a normal person.

And we've asked a judge
to do that many times.

And they say, no,
these are children.

[sleigh bells jingling]
[gentle music]

♪ ♪

- Aaand away we go!

Hi, Junior Deputies.

My name is Deputy Trudy Wiegel,

and I am going to take you
on this magical sleigh ride

to see a wowser
of a holiday pageant.

Which was written by my friend

and sometimes lover,
Jim Dangle.

- Sir, I'm gonna--

I'm gonna need
to have you sit down.

- Um, OK.

It's ma'am, but obviously
that's apparent.

- We stay in our seats
because this

is the safest bus in the West.

When I say safest bus,
you say the--

[grunts] Did some--

did somebody bring nuts
on this bus?

[crunching]

This is a nut-free z--zone.

Ahh!

- You're a nut-free zone,
right?

[brakes squeal]
What the hell?

- [gasping]

I'm deathly a--

allergic to n--nuts!

- She's very dramatic.

[blood splatters]
[truck horn honks]

[all gasp]
Holy shit!

Are you OK?

Oh, my God, that's so gross.

[traffic whooshing]
[cars honking]

[squelching]

Ahh!

Ahh! Ahh!

[sleigh bells jingling]
[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- [vocalizing reveille]

♪ ♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Declan's got an idea.

- We're going to try
tasing the dead dove.

I'm only doing this
because I wanted to get out

of the briefing room,
where everybody

has a dove in their crotch.

[breathes deeply]

Really?

- Is it stuck?

- No.

- I can help you with
that later, if you like.

- I'm good.

[taser clicking]

- Ta-dah!

- So we went
in the evidence room

and got a little bit
of the white lady.

- A little bit of, uh, yo-yo.

- A little bit
of the white horse.

- A little bit of that,
uh, Bea Arthur.

[both chuckle]

- Cocaine, if y'all don't know.

We--we got some cocaine.

- Uh, Cloris Leachman.
[laughs]

- OK, OK.

- Is that the nose?

Here you go, little birdie.

[humming]

- OK, now, let me
make him snort it.

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Oh!

- Heard you guys gave
c--cocaine to the--

- Yeah.
- Yeah, cool.

This guy's coming along.
This guy's coming pretty good.

- Is it happening?

- I think so, yeah.

- Jim, you want a little?
- I would. I would.

Are we talking about that,
or are we just doing it?

- Yeah. Yeah.

- [sniffs]
- Mm-hmm.

- - I think that helped.
I think that did help.

Oh, that definitely helped.

- You or the dove?
- Everybody.

Everybody. Everybody.

- A little of that
Barbara Bush.

[chuckles]

- Let it go.
- Yeah.

[sleigh bells jingling]
["Ode to Joy"]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Oh, the little
Junior Deputies ♪

♪ They came up to your knee ♪

♪ But how'd they turn out? ♪

♪ Take a look-y and see ♪

- Hey.

If you've got some loose
pocket change this holiday,

see how much change you can
really make by helping out

the Junior Deputies program

at the Reno
Sheriff's Department.

Like my little friend
Benjamin here,

who grew up right inside
the Reno Sheriff's Department.

Say hi to my little friend
Belphegor,

Demon God of Sloth.

- Hi. Yeah.

- Belphegor,
Demon God of Sloth spent

17 Christmases in a row
with us,

and thanks to your donations,
he's...

totally fine.

- I am also hell's ambassador
to France,

as described
by the poet Milton.

In my spare time,

I am the tempter
of witch hunters

with the promise of riches
and great discoveries

that will slip through
your fingers.

- And he touches everyone's
leftovers in the fridge

to gain power over them.
- Touché.

The hand of Belphegor
knows thy dirty deeds.

[speaking Latin]

[chuckles]

- Great.

- Mortals, won't you put
a little Christmas cheer

under the tree
for the boys and girls

of the Reno Junior Deputies?

Just pennies a day could
take an unwanted basket case

and turn them into me

or my fetching bride,
Freckles.

- [demonic growling]

Hail the Dark Lord.

- Truly amazing mom.

- ♪ Oh, the little
Junior Deputies ♪

♪ Were only just cubs ♪

♪ But now they're men
and women ♪

♪ Kind of like us ♪

[sleigh bells jingling]
["upbeat music"]

♪ ♪

- Well, the state of Nevada
is getting sued

because do-gooders
like these ones over here

have been wishing people
Merry Christmas

on state property.

You can't do that anymore.

- That is a clear violation
of the separation

of church and state,
so we go over there,

get them
to say Merry Christmas,

and we take them in.

- Check, check, check, check.

Ow!

Godspeed, you--shit!

- Unbelievable. Really.

- Break a leg.

- I've got a good backstory
for us.

- All right. Oh.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Hi. Happy holidays.

- How you doing?
- Happy holidays.

- And also with you.

- Thank you so much.

- This is my second
husband, Jules.

We were having
an emotional affair,

and when we decided
to take it physical,

I asked my first husband
for a divorce.

And now we're very happy.

- Yep.
- Yeah.

- Due to
our Episcopalian faith,

we come in at this time
of year

to spend this special day
with our kids.

- Right. Specifically the 25th.

- The celebration.
- Yeah.

- Sure.
- So close to winter solstice.

- Yes.
- Right.

I'll come downstairs
dressed up

like Santa Claus.
- Yes.

- And I say, ho, ho, ho!

both: Happy holidays!

- No.
- Thank you so much.

- Thank you. Thank you.

Happy holidays.

- Oh, greetings to you.
- Yeah. Yeah.

This would mean so much to us.

We both have
early-onset Alzheimer's,

and it can be very upsetting

when we can't come up
with something

that's so, so obvious.

- I'll try.
- Here we go.

- ♪ We wish you a-- ♪

- ♪ Da-da-dup-bop ♪
What is it? What is it?

both: [vocalizing "We Wish
You a Merry Christmas"]

- No, no, no.
But what is it?

What are the words?
- Yeah, what are the words?

- Oh, my gosh,
I'm so bad with this.

Because I actually have
dyslexia,

but for song lyrics.

So I can't.

- Yeah, I prefer to karaoke.

I'm the same way.
- Yeah.

Thank you.
Happy fourth quarter.

- Season's greetings.

- Fourth quarter?

- Happy holidays.

What else could
you say right now?

- Hmm.
- Uh...

- Um...

- Would wish someone.

- I think I know where
you're going with this.

- Thank you.
- Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.
- And I don't know--

are you talking about the
anniversary of the execution

of Romanian dictator
Nicolas Ceausescu?

In 1989...
- Did this happen?

- During
the Romanian Revolution,

on December 25?
- You know what?

I think you two are blameless.

I'm sorry for taking
up your time, ma'am.

You're doing good work.

- Hey! What did you just say?

- Sorry for taking
up your time, ma'am.

- You just gendered me on
state property, motherfucker.

I'm a they!

- ACLU.

Put your hands
behind your back.

- OK. Wait a minute.
Hold on.

- Oh, come on. Hey. Hey.

- Put your hands
behind your back.

- In his defense,
he is very old.

I, for one,
am happy to be gendered.

I am a lady.

- And I'm a big
swinging dick man.

[cars honking]

- Everything's gonna be OK.

One, two, three, eyes on me.

One, two, three, eyes on me.
Look at me!

Look at me! OK.

Do not freak out!

Do not freak out on me!

Everything is going to be fine!

Things could be worse.

Have you ever heard of 'Nam?

I'm not sure what it is.

But I do know that
a lot of old men

are real pissed about it,
so it's like that.

We're going to keep
our shit together,

and we're not gonna--
see!

- Hello, children. Sir.

Look, we are so sorry that
you guys had to witness

that lady get run over
next to the bus.

She had an allergic reaction
to some chestnuts,

and she panicked.

- Super weird.

- And the other motorist--

also dead from the shock
of splattering that lady.

Don't let them look outside.
It's bad.

You got to keep them calm.
Keep them calm.

- [gasping]
- We got vultures.

Vultures.
[vultures screeching]

Code V. Code V. Keep them calm!

- Look at me!
Look at me!

One, two, three, eyes on me.

One, two, three.
They're just birds!

Everybody loves birds.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!
- Hold your attack!

- There's fucking birds.

Do not look out the window!

Oh, look what I have!

Look, look, look!

♪ Good King Wenceslas
looked out ♪

♪ On the Feast of Stephen ♪
- Oh, my God!

There's so much blood!
- Guys! Guys! Guys!

You're acting like
you've never seen birds before!

- Why are there so many?

- No one else will die today
'cause Jesus said it's so.

No one else will die
on my watch today!

- Oh, no. No. No, no.

Stay away from the bus driver.

Stay away from the bus driver!

- Oh, my God,
they're eating her face!

[sleigh bells jingling]
[mellow music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

[microwave beeping]
[dove squelches]

- We have another microwave,
actually.

- You guys don't have to use
popcorn mode for everything.

- Ah, yes.
- OK?

Defrost, 50% power.

That's the secret.
- 50%.

- Three...

all: Two, one.

[microwave beeping]

- [gasps]
- [gasps]

[cheering]

- Oh, my gosh!

- Oh, hey, hey, hey.

- It's a Christmas miracle!

- We have 106 left to do, then.

- Yeah.
- We need more microwave.

- Yeah.

- Great idea.
[dove coos]

[cars honking]

[crashing, shattering]
- Oh!

Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!

- He's OK. He's OK.

See, he's OK!

[horn honking]

Everything's OK.
[cars crashing]

- Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

[all screaming]

- OK. Children, children.

This is just the cycle
of life, all right?

The vultures are just
doing their job

eating those entrails.

- Yeah.
- All right?

I strangled a bunch of them,

and I think I got the alpha.

So we're going to be OK.

The alpha's dead,
and we should--

[vulture screeches]

OK. Alpha's still alive.

Alpha's still in play!

Alpha's still in play!
Alpha's still in play!

- We're not gonna get off
the bus,

'cause we don't want the alpha
to kill us, OK?

[car horn honks]
- Good, children!

Children! I've got the alpha!

[yelling]
[vulture screeches]

- Ahh!
- Keep your eyes away!

I think I got him!

I got him!

This is part of nature!

[grunting]
[upbeat music]

["Joy to the World" playing
over mall speakers]

- Jim Dangle's Christmas
pageant script.

Um, 190 pages.

But I got to give it to him,
three or four of those pages

are really, really good.

Solid.

Sondheim level.

- [screams]

- Ho, ho, ho!

Someone order one
Christmas miracle,

shipping and handling included?
[chuckles]

- I was so scared!

- Of course you were.

I had a stroke of genius,

which I very seldom do.

These bandits could never get
to your semi-precious nugget

if it's playing a "star"

--ing role in the pageant.

- Did it get Jesus?

Did my nugget get Jesus?

- I'm obviously playing Jesus.

Your nugget--
- Is playing--

- A star--

- The Wise Men--
- --ing role.

- All three Wise Men.

- No, that's--the

- The myrrh?

- Mr. Richnickie,
your semi-precious nugget

will be playing...

the Star of Bethlehem.

It's going to be right there...
- Mm.

- Underneath the entire
Reno Sheriff's Department

as we do our pageant,
safe as houses.

And as soon as it's midnight,
you're in the clear.

- Oh!
[both laugh]

It's hidden in plain sight.

[dramatic music]

[sleigh bells jingling]
[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[helicopter whirring]

[traffic honking]

- Never get off the bus.

Never get--

- Oh, my God,
I have to talk to children?

- [whimpers]
- OK. OK.

OK. Hi.

Hi. I got this.

[chuckles]

Hello, children.

Two cars just collided, and--

I'm so sorry,
I can't lie to children.

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- OK, I got this.

A car collided with a trailer
full of petting zoo animals!

- Aw!
- [chuckles]

- Aw!
- But--but--but

the good news--
good news is the--

the screams you hear
are not human.

[high-pitched screaming]

They're the screams
of miniature horses.

They weren't adult horses, so--
- [chuckles]

Could have been worse, see?
Could've been worse.

- Oh, God, the horror!

Also, it's electrified
out there.

The helicopter cut
some power lines.

So be careful, unless you
have some rubber-soled shoes.

- Sure.

- Oh, no!

I hate this job!

- Also could be very slippery.

- Kenny Rogers.
- Kenny Rogers!

- Kenny Rogers.
- Kenny--uh-oh!

Oh-ho-ho-ho.

- Born 21 August, 1938,
Kenneth Donald Rogers,

known to his family
as Kenny Ray--

- Follow me, sir.

- [bleats]

Come on, Frank.

[bleating dramatically]

That's better.

- We're naked for 36 pages

at the end of this thing.

You know, Jim's got himself
a pump back there.

- Yeah, he loves that.

- Yeah, he fluffs himself
up for it,

and we've got to go out there
just with what we got.

I don't wanna do this.

- Full disclosure,
this does cost $38.

- But behold,
I seek only [mumbles].

For it is a young--young child.

[PA beeps]
- Did you have a busy day?

Are you behind on
your holiday shopping?

Don't worry.

The Sierra Nugget Mall
is now open

from 8:00 a.m.
to 10:00 p.m. daily

for your
holiday shopping needs.

- Places! Rehearsal's on.

Places for dress rehearsal,
everybody.

Places.

Places for dress.
- Fuck yeah.

Let's fucking do this shit.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Places!

- We're here, Jim.

- OK. So we're--

the orphans aren't in yet.

Lights are out, lights are out.

Smoke and mystery.

5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12.

[dramatic electric guitar
playing]

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, this child born tonight
gonna freak us with his light ♪

♪ Gonna set the world to right
with his holy, holy groove ♪

♪ And the people start to move
as their bodies feel the news ♪

♪ That this little naked man
is the king of all the Jews ♪

Oh!

♪ Jesus Christ, guys ♪

all: ♪ Freaky, freaky, freak ♪

♪ Hey, Jesus freaking me ♪

- That's it.

all: ♪ Oh, freaky,
freaky, freak ♪

♪ Tiny man from Galilee ♪

- That's it, now.

all: ♪ Freaky, freaky, freak ♪
- That's it.

all: ♪ Jesus freaking me ♪
- Yeah.

- ♪ Oh, freaky, freaky, freak ♪

- Yeah.

all: ♪ Naked boy who died
for me ♪

- ♪ I'm gonna get scary ♪

♪ As Balthazar--
come on to center stage ♪

Balthazar to center stage.
- Yes, yes.

Yes, Jim. Yep.

- Little bit scary.
- Mm-hmm.

- I don't want to note you
to death,

but the last couple times
we did this,

you were just--you were behind.

You were late.
- I'm a little--I know.

- Late.
- I know, Jim.

- Let's not be late. Ready?

- Can we not embarrass me
in front of everyone?

- I don't think
I'm embarrassing you

in front of everyone.

Am I embarrassing him
in front of everyone?

- Yes.
- Yeah, yeah.

- If you want to give me notes,

you take me
behind the Christmas tree.

- Who's Balthazar?
- Me.

- You are.
- Jones.

- Beautiful.
[PA beeps]

- Can I have your attention?
- Two, three, four--

- Will the mother of Lupita--
- Six, seven, eight, nine.

- Please come
to the lost and found?

[playing electric guitar]

Now.

- ♪ Who is this tiny man who
in the manger now is born? ♪

♪ And will he fill
the world with love ♪

♪ But also wear
a crown of thorns? ♪

♪ And if the Romans find a boy
who is so naked and so wise ♪

♪ Could he even now survive ♪

♪ Or would he [indistinct]
his demise? ♪

♪ And should we all
just run and flee ♪

♪ And bid adieu to Galilee? ♪

♪ But lo,
this little naked man ♪

♪ Yes, it's happening ♪

♪ I am a Jesus freak fan ♪

- Three, four.

- Yeah, that's the holidays
right there, right?

That's the holidays.
all: ♪ Jesus freaking me ♪

- That's it.
all: ♪ Freaky, freaky, freak ♪

♪ Tiny man from Galilee ♪

♪ Freaky, freaky, freak ♪
- That's right.

- ♪ Hey, Jesus freaking me ♪

- That's exactly it.

all: ♪ Oh, freaky,
freaky, freak ♪

♪ The naked boy
who died for me ♪

♪ ♪

- And then you're feeling
each other's bodies.

♪ ♪

Exploring bodies.

God, we've been given
these beautiful bodies.

OK, that was one one-thousandth
of the energy

I want on the day, OK?
- OK.

- Fun family show for
the fucking Junior Deputies,

some of whom are recovering
from crack problems, OK?

Let's pick it up at the--
we've arrived at the manger,

there's no room,
there's no room.

- [dramatically]
There's no room in the manger!

- You're not going to do it
like that, are you?

- I was.

- Can I see it a little bigger?

- [clears throat]

- [dramatically]
There's no room in the manger.

- See, that's why this
is a show.

That's why this is a show.
- That's it.

- [singing quietly]
[sirens blaring]

[gentle music]

[cars honking]

[electricity crackles]

[helicopter whirring]

[rumbling]
[whimpering]

[banging]

[heroic music]

[shouts]
- Fear not, little goyim.

Your rescue is at hand.

- Oh.

- Shalom, baby.

Hatzalah at your service.

We was, uh, circling
in the Black Hawk chopper.

We saw you were in distress.

We got here in two shakes
of a mule's bottom.

- Thank God you're here!

- We was, uh, doing
mitzvahing this week.

It's best way to celebrate
sixth night of Hanukkah.

- Oh, we were also just

celebrating Hanukkah.
- Great.

How about we tow this bus
to wherever it is you're going?

- Oh, thank you!

- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I'm sorry.

It's forbidden.

- Thank you, at least,
for recognizing

that I am indeed a female.

- Of course! You are woman.

You are 100% filthy,
disgusting woman

that I would not schtup
through hole in two sheets.

- OK.

It's been a long day.
- OK.

Of course.

So who wants to be Jewish
like Ivanka Trump,

most beautiful woman in world?

OK. See me afterwards.

I have pamphlets.
- OK.

- Let's hook you up to tank--
- Yes.

And get you where you need
to go.

- Yes!
- Huh?

Hatzalah.
all: Hatzalah.

Just the boys. Hatzalah.

Good. Hatzalah.

- Just the girls.
- No, not the girls.

- Nope.
- --alah.

[festive music]

♪ ♪

- Even the animals in
the barn rejoiced at this--

- Hi, guys.
I got the Junior Deputies.

Everything is totally cool
and fine.

- What the hell
happened to you?

- Yeah, nothing!
Everything's fine.

I got the Junior Deputies here,
safe and sound.

Everybody's good.
Go, go, go!

You're fine. You're fine.
- Go. Great seats.

Great seats still available.
- Everybody's fine.

- Hurry, hurry, hurry.

- Enjoy the greatest story
ever told, Junior Deputies.

- You got to get dressed.
- Yes.

OK. Everything's fine.

Everything is good.
- OK, tighten up.

We're running about
90 minutes late,

but that's not going
to affect our energy.

- You're not going
to believe it!

We booked Inkeba Bathetois.

- Local meteorologist
Inkeba Bathetois?

- Yes, that very one.

But she can sing, too!

She's even better at singing
than

she is at predicting
cloud stuff!

- Mr. Richnickie,
stop talking for two seconds

before I punch you in the face.

I just want to make it clear.

She's going to go--
local meteorologist

Inkeba Bathetois is going
to go on right after us?

- Local meteorologist
Inkeba Bathetois,

and beautiful singer
Inkeba Bathetois--

- And Peabody Award winner.

- --is going on momentarily.

And everyone is very excited.

Also, she told me
to tell you not

to look her directly
in the face.

- Oh, sure.
- 'Cause she's very famous

and does not like that.

I'm going to go introduce her.

This is going to be so great!
I can't wait!

Also, your green room is now
her assistant's green room,

so you don't have
a green room no more.

I love you!
- Great.

Don't go in her green room.
- I got to focus on the text.

- It's going to be great.
Prayer, prayer, prayer.

Right now, it's Reno Sheriff's
Department versus the world.

The butterflies.

It's OK to throw up
before you go on.

It might even make
you look less bloated.

I'm not looking
at anybody specifically,

but if you need
to throw up before,

the butterflies are your friend
for definition.

Now, I know there's 150 pages
of the script

we didn't really get to,
or talk about, or block.

But greatest story ever told.

You're bringing
to the Christ child?

- Myrrh.
- And you're bringing?

- I bring gold.

- And Trudy is bringing?

- Well, I think I read
the email wrong.

- It's OK.

- I mean, it's kind
of the same story.

- Yeah, Jesus came back
to life.

- Huddle up.
Huddle up, everybody.

[dramatic acoustic music]

Are we the best actors
in the world?

- Yes.
- No.

- Oh.

- Those are literally
always British people.

But I think we got this.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

local meteorologist

Inkeba Bathetois!

[cheers and applause]
- Should be going on after us.

[acoustic guitar playing]
- ♪ Oh, holy night ♪

♪ The stars are
brightly shining ♪

♪ It is the night ♪

♪ Of our dear savior's birth ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, night ♪

♪ Divine ♪

♪ Oh, night ♪

♪ Oh, night divine ♪

♪ ♪

- You know, she has
a Peabody Award.

- ♪ Oh, night divine ♪

[cheers and applause]

[sleigh bells jingling]
[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[gong rings]

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Behold.

Behold.

Behold, behold, behold
the greatest story ever told.

We now miraculously transform
the Sierra Nugget Mall

to the town of Bethlehem!

And now, Rome hath commanded
that a census be taken.