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I can't let you do this.

Let me.

Let me.

I don't need your permission.

I haven't done anything illegal.

This is becoming an session.

No, it's justice.

Help.

Get you killed.

What good are you?

Please don't do this.

Good luck on your investigation.

You gotta find a way to forgive.

After what he did,
forgive yourself.

Haven't done anything yet.

All this hatred.

All this vengeance.

Don't become him.

Good luck on your investigation.

When leaving behind the both our fears.

Let's get real dark
before brighter tomorrows.

Okay.

You can't keep me here, sheriff.

I'm sober.

You have been sober in 20 years.

11.

11 years and four days.

Sorry about Martha, Doc,
but you staying put until Christmas?

What are you trying
to do to your show?

Save the town?

Like always.

Damn straight.

And Madam cost?

I traced the address on the website.

I thought that was very deep

trained investigator.

Even the mayor.

Not at first.

I really thought it was a man.

Director then moved on
and it was over.

Next year.

Killing start all over again.

Every December,
new murders, people vanishing.

Every single year.

Definitely.

Ohh.

Helper.

I'm here.

Can you hear my voice?

Can you come to me?

Ohh.

Stephanie.

Once I knew what it was,
what it really was.

I tried to feed it.

The next year, he had a taste
for a different kind of meat.

Deal with the Devil,
not me.

No.

When she became Mayor,

Margie had a plan.

You went alone.

These people up here.

To protect this town,
people are dying.

Not my people.

My people are safe.

I did that mean?

In 20 years, I kept on eBay.

How many lives
have I saved?

A dozen?

100.

I got rid of the Christmas decorations
and the songs and the parties.

Really.

And when the mayor found out
that thing needed to be fed,

we did what we had to do.

And that chilling stopped my Martha,
Cindy's father.

He hung up the lights
and tinsel.

May as well painted us target
on his back.

You lied to her.

That poor thing.

She lost her mind.

You may succeed.

Where are you going?

Hunting.

You can't go up there at night.

After

or she does.

Sheriff, you gotta go after him.

Cheque overnight.

You're gonna get that boy killed,
Sir, and that's on you.

They're all in me, dog.

You too late.

Way too late.

The danger was rising as the battle
drew nearer.

It was becoming less
and less clearer.

What you doing?

Forget about that boyfriend
of yours.

Who?

Burke.

He said he's my boyfriend.

Whoever he is.

He wanted for the mountain.

He what?

Why would he do that?

Why do you think do?

Let's just see if you're
still sweet tomorrow.

What?

So.

Mr meanwhile.

Wherever you are.

You're writing a lot
of idiots for dead guys.

It's gonna be alright as long

as he doesn't do anything Christmassy.

Dashing through the snow.

So think about us lay

Oreo's.

Don't go laughing all the way.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Dreidel, dreidel, dreidel.

I made it out of clay and waited,
trying ready with dragon.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Ohh.

Again.

Sir.

It's scary, but we've had.

Google.

Ohh.

You're gonna make it.

You take this down.

Peter.

Ohh.

What you doing here?

How do you think?

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

We looked very Christian.

Happy new.

Ohh.

Easy.

Ohh.

This.

He smells really different.

Talk show.

All of it.

I did this.

When I'm trying to protect me and then.

I dragged my dad here's left,

which is what that much happier.

And then I get him killed.

And I pushed and pushed the chair.

And now he's gone.

And you?

You.

Everything I touched.

Shit.

It's Christmas Eve.

This doesn't end tonight.

It starts all over again next year.

It's gotta be you.

Get to the hospital
and what's your play?

Universe this beast.

While the folks down the new bell
were asleep in their beds.

The day had arrived
for the mean one.

To get dead.

Yes, you.

Move.

With a gleam in his eye and a trigger
fear that itched.

They're Christmas, you green bitch.

You're a kid.

Come on, let's go.

Exposed out here.

Just say so.

Good,

good.

Okay.

All this time.

I said.

Can you?

No, Sir.

I forgive you.

We know that his heart
grow three sizes that day.

Justice is poetic when it happens that way.

And now for our top story this evening,

me one mania is sweeping
the nation after this image we've viral

from the small town of
and did you see this photo?

This was I was going to be
my best friend.

I don't know about this new bill,
Monster Video, yall Christmas Santa Claus,

some people say.

This stunt is it real?

Is it fake?

In the snow, I mean,
it looked like a monster to me.

This is another government
conspiracy to distract us

so they can raise our taxes.

Now I'm from the country
and I have no problem.

For myself.

Give me your photos with me.

I'm going to do it.

For Bigfoot,
there's a new monster in town.

With the danger behind them,
the town found in life,

people found joy in both
tinsel and lights.

It came with boxes and ribbons and toys,

with tinsel and Garland and no multi joys
for the town filled with tourists

carrying cameras and guns
as folks hiked the mountains

in search of the main one.

The beast had been slain
and some wrongs became right.

Because Christmas returned home
most overnight.

Ohh.

Christmas tree this week for the town.

Be my guest.

Smoother.

I'm here for you.

So to get back to the station,
sure.

People are really coming
here to hike.

Like good.

Scare people are weird.

They even believe me.

It's Christmas

stuff, but it's good business
from the town.

Photos.

For people living with, you can do.

Did they tell you anything?

Parents playing.

Very happy ending, yeah.

But there's apparently universe
somewhere with stories like more fun.

Actually, remember.

And I was travelling
after this one.

Yeah.

And so into the story
with holiday cheer.

And they all lived
happily ever after.

When?

At least till next year.