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Mary,

why didn't you turn it off before the
song was over? Joni, aren't you getting

just a little tired of Christmas music?

No, I could listen to it all year.

Yeah, well, I can't. Every place you go,
fa la la la la, it's an overkill.

Fa humbug. Yeah, well, to you too, would
you help me get this tree out before

Nicholas comes in?

Scrooge! Yeah.

Come on, take it from the back.

Okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay, okay.

with that family junk tomorrow.

Is that for tonight?

No, it's for tomorrow. Turkey's
traditional for Christmas Day. Didn't

that? Oh, here we usually all cook.

Everyone cooks one thing.

Oh, that sounds like fun.

Yeah, it is. Last year we had eight
desserts, a pizza, and alfalfa sprout

Eight desserts, a pizza, and alfalfa
sprout salad?

Yeah. Yeah. I got it. I don't know.

Can you help me? Well, Nicholas, you
see, I have all the stuff to do. Is Dad

home? Yeah, he's working on his column.
Bye, Nicholas.

Tommy, will you help me with something?

Later.

No, I don't want to see it after
Christmas. I want to see it now.

Yeah, okay.

Hi,

Selena. Yeah, how does a movie and a
pizza hit you?

You don't like pizza.

Yeah.

Okay, thanks anyway, I understand.

Bye.

Now will you help me?

Why, yeah, yeah, in a minute, in a
minute.

What are you writing?

My New Year's column.

Why don't you write a Christmas column?
I already did. It's in today's paper.

I could be writing a Christmas column
before Christmas and a New Year's column

before New Year's. Well, I, uh, that's
the way it's done. Nicholas, I have to

get this done by tonight.

Well, then I guess you don't have time
to help me either.

Oh, sure I do, Nicholas. What's the
problem?

How do I stretch this sock?

Why do you want to stretch that sock?

so I can get more presents. Everyone
else has big socks.

I'm gonna get chipped.

Oh. Well, why don't you use the shoe
stretcher? It's up in my closet.

Thanks, Dad.

New Year's resolution.

Don't write any more pontificating
articles about New Year's! Exclamation

What?

Nothing!

Bye -bye.

Special delivery from Murray Bradford.
I'm Nicholas.

Well, can you sign your name, Nicholas?

Sure. I'm in the third grade.

Give me your John Hancock right there.

Huh?

Sign.

There you are, Nicholas.

See you later. Okay.

Don't roll it too tight, okay? Come on,
don't worry. You'll look like Miss

America compared to her. Who's her?

Gary's mother's best friend's daughter,
which gives Gary two dates.

Me and her.

Yeah, well, at least you've got half a
date. It's not fair.

Well, it's not our fault your date had
to come down with the measles. Hey,

blame me. I didn't give them to him.

Well, that's too bad. I mean, it would
have been so romantic spending Christmas

Eve itching under the mistletoe. Ho, ho,
ho.

Come on, Nancy, all I'm asking is that
you give it a try, huh? Look, no one

worth going out with is available this
late.

Just try. I mean, I might get lucky, you
know, and maybe someplace, somewhere

out there, some girl got sick and her
guy is stuck.

Yeah, somewhere, someplace, Fonzie's
date is sitting home with red spots all

over her face.

Nancy,

just ask Alan if you'll ask him. Susan,
I am not making a fool of myself, so

forget it.

Forgotten? Forgotten. All I can say
is...

Merry Christmas!

Oh, yeah, Merry Christmas. Listen, I
have to finish my Christmas column. Dad,

wait. You haven't met Noreen. Oh, I'm
sorry.

Noreen Hill, my father, Tom Bradford.
How do you do, Noreen? How do you do,

Oh, here. Let me help you with those.
Thank you. Yeah, we came early so that

could help. Oh, really? That was very
thoughtful. Thank you.

Because we have to leave early.

Yeah, well, we need all the help we can
get because... What do you mean you have

to leave early?

We're going to spend Christmas Day with
Noreen's folks in Monterey.

We thought we'd drive all night so we
could be there all day.

Oh? Well, I know I usually stick around
with the family on Christmas Day, but,

well, you know, it's a little different
this year anyway.

Different?

Hey, Abby, we bought the tree, and it's
great. Oh, Christmas.

Oh, my.

Nichols didn't see, did he? Not unless
he's sneakier than we are.

Do you need any help? Oh, I thought
you'd never ask. Do you know how to do

Well, I'll just scrub up like we do in
Beginning Surgery 101.

Mary, there are other med schools. I
mean, just because you didn't get into

one you applied to doesn't mean that
nobody wants you. We like you. You're a

nice girl. Right. And there is a Santa
Claus. Oh, come on, Mary. It's

Oh, boy.

Scrooge.

Here's the boss. Oh, hello. Donna, how
nice to see you. Nice to see you, too.

Oh, I guess it's funny. I brought you a
little something.

Merry Christmas. Oh, no, you shouldn't
have done that.

Oh, Dad, you're opening it already?

Yeah. It's coming before Christmas
morning? Yeah.

Oh, no, okay. I guess you have to see it
in the afternoon. Right, right.

Oh, it's my Christmas column.

Yeah.

Permapract.

That's nice.

Would you rather have had a tie?

What color?

Oh, yeah.

Hey,

this is nice.

Yes, Nicholas, there is a Santa Claus by
Tom Preston.

Every year about this time, I find
myself wondering if Christmas has the

meaning to my children as it had to me
as a boy.

It's a loaded question, of course, yet
still worth asking.

For Christmas is a time for both
rejoicing and assessing the value of our

My family is fortunate enough to live in
a nice house in a pleasant part of

town.

There's a large expanse of lawn, a big
backyard, and in our garage are two

A third one sits in the driveway.

Our house is filled with things.

Television sets, radios, photographs,
tape recorders. And underneath our tree

this year will be more things.

But does this material wealth really
matter?

I'm glad... you asked, Mr.

Bradford.

Dad, I hate to bother you, but I think
we should settle this. Oh, look, I have

to finish this New Year's Day column
sometime before January 1st. Did you

him? I'm trying to tell him.

Do you realize that half of this family
is not going to be here tonight, and I

don't know who's running off tomorrow.

David. David what?

Is running off to Monterey with Noreen.
Who's Noreen? She's on the sun porch

with David. They're spending Christmas
with her folks.

Gary can't pick me up because his father
won't let him leave her alone, and

Nancy said that her date won't drive me.
Yeah, well, Nancy gets her date to

drive Elizabeth, and why can't you get
him to ask for a date for me, huh?

Please, would you mind telling me who
him and her are?

Alan Cummings is the sweetest guy in
Sacramento, and I'm not going to risk

losing him by making him a matchmaker
for the Bradford family.

Hey, everyone.

What? Here, I want you to meet Noreen.
Hi. Hello, Noreen. Hello, Noreen.

Well, that's the family.

Once you get to know them, you'll really
think they're weird.

With what?

This.

Nicholas, what do you want a shoe
stretcher for?

So I can stretch my socks, so I can get
more presents.

And you think old Santa Claus was going
to fill it right to the top, huh?

Let me let you in on a little secret,
Nicholas.

Santa Claus is on a very strict budget.

He doesn't have enough to go around, so
that means little kids get last

pickings. Really?

Yeah.

But I tell you what, why don't you put
up two socks instead of one?

Maybe the old guy can't read so well.

Thanks, Tommy.

I mean, I don't want to force the kids
to do anything.

But they always stayed home before,
right? I mean, why not this Christmas?

They're growing up, I guess.

Yeah, but, Tom, it's traditional at
Christmas. I mean, Christmas is kids,

it's grandkids. Grandchildren and whole
families and... I guess that's

just my need, huh?

It's not theirs.

What are you thinking about your
Christmases with Frank?

Oh, Frank and I used to... We used to go
visit my family in Pasadena and... And

then all those years when he was gone,
I... I couldn't, you know, I... I didn't

want to be a part of a big celebration,
you know? Well, what did you do?

I would have eggnog with a couple of
other lonely people or I'd just sit

and mope, you know?

I mean, maybe that's why I made this
Christmas so important, you know?

Boy, I had such a big plan. See, we were
going to have a tree -trimming party

and then we were going to go caroling
and then tomorrow night a really big

dinner and then an open house for
friends and... But nobody else

around here seems to be up for it.

It's okay, really.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I'm so embarrassed, Susan. You owe me.
Anything, anything, anything.

Hello? Is Alan there, please?

Thanks. For starters, your new jeans.
Oh, come on, Nancy. They're too big for

you. I'll take them in.

Hello? Alan?

Oh, fine.

Listen, you can say no and I understand,
but...

Well, Susan had this date, but he got
sick and... Measles.

Who's got the measles? You could have
said the flu, you know.

Oh?

Oh? Well, that's great, Alan. Thanks.

Terrific. What?

Alan's cousin from San Francisco, a
youthy Berkeley man, came into town, and

doesn't have a date.

He does now.

His name's Harold.

All right, I'm calling a meeting.

Round up everybody, including David.
He's talking to Noreen. Oh, who is

The girl that's talking to David.

Oh, right, yes. I want her here, too,
right away. Tom, do you think you should

be... Yes, I should, and you should.

Harold. Harold.

We'll have a light supper, all of us
together, and then Nicholas will go to

But it's Christmas Eve.

Exactly. We all know that Santa Claus
will not come if he thinks that you're

Oh, yeah.

Maybe I should just skip dinner and go
to bed.

I am kind of tired.

It's okay, Nicholas. You know, Santa has
to eat, too.

Now, Santa Claus will trim the tree, lay
out all the presents, and then we'll

have a little eggnog with Santa. I hate
eggnog. Oh, since when?

Dad, I finally got a date. And then, and
only then, will anybody who wants to

leave, leave.

Yeah, what time will that be?

Whatever time it is.

She'll have Gary all wrapped up by the
time I get there. Come on, guys. Dad

means it. Mary, if you had a date, you'd
be on our side. But you'd rather mope

about med school.

I tell you, you're all acting mopey.
This is going to be a lot of fun. Fun.

Lots of fun.

Bedtime. Okay, I got to bed. I'm almost
done.

Okay, I'm done now.

Nicholas, how come there's two?

I thought you were going to stretch your
sock. Or didn't that work?

Yeah, it worked, but I got a little hole
in it. So I figured two of my little

socks would make up to, like, one of
your big socks.

Come on, I'll take you in.

Hey, what happens if there really is no
Santa Claus? Nicholas, there will still

be presents. Now, come on.

Good night, Nicholas. Good night,
Nicholas. See you. And all of us little

will work all night long.

Not this little elf. Let's get to work
so we can get out of here. Well, if

supposed to be trimming the tree, where
is it?

It's out there where two people can
bring it in very easily. Now, come on.

Will you tell Sam or whoever that my
presents are downstairs?

in the dark room, in a bag, on the
floor, pushed way back in the corner. I

wrapped them really good. Well, maybe
not too good. You can see inside, so

peek. Don't peek. We won't. Good night.

Good night. Oh, you won't be surprised
when you open them. Oh, we will be

surprised. Good night.

Good night. Come on.

a special one.

I haven't seen it.

It's in there somewhere.

Oh, very artistic, especially the
backhand. I like that. Yo, if you don't

it, you can do the other side.

Hey, Nancy just got a last minute date
for Susan. Maybe she can do something

you. You know, see if the Wicked Witch
of the North is free.

Recess, everyone. How about an eggnog
break? Oh, no, no, I can't. I haven't

gotten dressed yet. By the way, what
time is it? Nine o 'clock. Nine o

The last show starts at 9 .30.

What theater are you going to be at?

Westlake.

Dad, Abby's sorry, but...

Sure, go ahead.

It's been a lovely Christmas Eve, Mr.
Bradford.

Lovely.

Thanks for the great dinner.

Great.

Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Merry
Christmas, everyone.

Merry Christmas. Bye. Hey, we really
should be getting dressed, you guys.

Absolutely. Merry Christmas.

Is it okay if we go?

Yeah, have a good time. Okay, bye.

Bye.

Eight nog, anyone?

Oh, yes.

Thank you, Abby.

If you don't mind, Abby and I are going
to take a Christmas Eve stroll to the

Casbah. No, go ahead.

We faithful elves will carry on.

Very good.

Bye.

Oh, what was all of that with Tommy and
Elizabeth?

Didn't have a date for the night.
Elizabeth heard him on the phone trying.

I guess with all the other girls having
dates, he just felt left out.

Well, how about you?

Do you feel left out?

No. I mean, I could have had a date. I
just thought that everybody was staying

home. Yeah, me too.

Hey, you still bummed out about med
school?

Yeah. I didn't think it showed.

Yeah.

Hey, how about some nice, cheerful, warm
Christmas music?

Will you stop it with that Christmas
music, please?

Harold. I want to see him. Me too. Wait,
wait, wait.

I want to see the face that goes with
his name.

You ready? Yeah.

Thank you. It's about time.

Oh, we had a flat. Is it okay to use the
phone? Yeah.

No arrows.

It's a shame we're such an old couple.

You think we were newlyweds or
something, right? It's your fault. You

bring your sweater down, so I had to
keep you warm. Oh, I see.

I think I feel a chill.

Sorry, guys.

David. What happened?

We got two blocks away and blew a tire.

Dad, could you help, please?

I need a jack. Mine keeps slipping.

His keeps slipping?

Yes, the man needs a jack. I guess we
ought to lend him one.

All right, I'll get you a jack, David.

Start loosening things.

As

soon

as he gets it fixed.

I want to be there all day, too, Mom.

Okay, so don't worry about me.

Oh, I'm not sure what time. It depends
how long it takes to get it fixed.

Oh, no, it was their doorbell.

Well, if it does take too long, I'll
call.

Otherwise... Listen, nobody seems to be
around. Let me get that. Hold on.

Hi. Hi, hi.

Nancy, my name is... No, no, no, this is
not Nancy. Oh, Susan.

Well, I'm Harold.

Hey!

No, I'm Noreen.

Alan told me all the sisters were
beautiful.

I'm not one of the sisters.

Which one is? Well, the... Hi.

Harold? Oh, Susan.

No, I'm not... Hey, my neck.

I am not Susan.

That is the red -haired Susan. Would you
please wave at this nice man?

Alan, you could have told them. What,
spoil all the fun?

I'm sorry. I never knew that my date
would be the prettiest one.

Harold. Hi,

Harold.

Hello. Oh, well, I know you're not
Susan, so which sister are you? Oh, I'm

mother superior.

You must be Harold. Nice to meet you.

Well, have a good time.

Oh, you know, come on. Bye -bye. You're
so beautiful.

Hey, Harold, I'm pressed. I feel
rejected. No, rain check. Joanie.

Susan Stakes.

Little eggnog, huh?

How about a lot of eggnog?

go to Monterey like that, are you? Well,
better greasy than late, Dad.

Here, wipe your hands.

Thanks.

Thanks again for everything.

Oh, that's all right. Now, if you get
tired, be sure and stop, will you? Oh,

we're gonna take turns.

Come on, we better go. Bye -bye. Bye.

Hey, uh, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, David.

Boy, it feels like a morgue around here.

Yeah, it does.

Whatever happened to the traditional
Bradford Christmas?

I think it went out the door with Harold
and Noreen and Elizabeth's boyfriend

Gary and Alan and... I don't know,
Joanie. I don't know what happened.

I don't know either.

It's the first time one of the kids
wasn't here through Christmas.

It's the first time most of the kids
weren't here on Christmas Eve.

Well, at least if we start necking
again, we won't get interrupted.

Oh, no.

Don't bet on it.

Well, I'm very happy with this
Christmas.

I mean, even with all the chaos. In
fact, I love the chaos.

It's so much better than... Than being
alone?

Oh, then it's a great Christmas.

Yeah.

And tomorrow, all the kids will be here
except for David.

Oh, and then we'll open the presents.

Yeah, in the Bradford tradition.

Oh, which tradition is this one? Oh,
it's great. Don't you know how they do

No. Well, each kid picks a name out of a
hat and each one gives the other a

present. Or there'll be a couple of
hundred presents to open, right?

Oh, to buy, I'd go broke. We'd all go
broke.

Don't forget to remind me to close those
living room doors tonight.

I don't want Santa to get caught in the
act.

By Nicholas?

Yes. Why, does he sleepwalk? He runs.

You're terrible.

You know something?

What? I wouldn't put down the quiet of
Christmas entirely.

Me either. It's quieter upstairs. Let's
go.

What time is it?

One o 'clock.

One o 'clock?

You're an hour late.

It's one of your Christmas presents to
me.

Good night.

One o 'clock in the morning.

Is he all right?

Oh, I guess so, boy.

Well, I don't know. You know, I just...
I think that his cynical attitude is

just a front for somebody else, you
know?

Are they all home now?

Elizabeth is.

But Nancy and Susan aren't. Oh.

Do you think that... No, no, no, no.
Just let that be your Christmas gift to

them, not worrying about when they come
in, okay?

Well, did you talk to Tommy?

Hmm?

Never mind. Go to sleep.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah.

Aren't those ours?

Hello there.

Hello, Santa Claus.

Hello yourself, laddy boy.

My name's Nicholas, just like yours.

Ain't that nice?

Yes, sir.

Oh, oh, oh.

If you know that much about me, you know
that you aren't supposed to see me. Go

to bed. You woke me up. I'm sorry about
that. Now, you just go back to bed and

let me get to work. Now, I promise not
to tell anybody if you won't.

How come we were putting some of these
presents back in the sack?

Well, I was just, uh, I was just, uh,
just looking for something.

Oh, my chewing tobacco.

Do you chew tobacco, young man?

Uh, nah.

I just chew gum.

Bubble gum, huh? Well, I'll make a note
of that.

How come you're not wearing your red
suit?

Well, I didn't get it back to the
cleaners in time.

Besides, I've got my red undershirt on,
you see, and my red socks.

Did you come down the chimney?

No, no, no. Your chimney is much too
small, and I am much too enlarged.

I wouldn't want to get my clothes all
dirty to talk to all you nice young men.

Yeah, but they won't see you.

That's right. I won't. You're not
supposed to either, no. Come on along.

to bed.

Did the fireplace burn your beard off?
Yes, yes, singed off in the very first

fireplace I went down.

Wait, I want to wave goodbye when you
ride away in your sled.

Naughty, naughty, I am going to take
away all your presents.

Oh, no, Santa Claus, don't. I'm going up
right this minute. Merry Christmas,

Santa Claus.

Shh.

Oh, ho, ho.

It was a terrific party, Alan. Yeah, it
was.

And I had a terrific time.

Me too.

And you're just terrific.

You gonna call me tomorrow?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna call you tomorrow.

Terrific! Thank you.

What's the party? Terrific? Yeah.

Terrific. Where's Susan? They're walking
back after midnight mass.

Midnight mass?

Harold?

Do you mean to say that they wouldn't
want you to take the car? No, they just

wouldn't want me to take it without
permission.

But I do.

That is, when somebody remembers to
leave the keys.

Darn it.

There's an extra set in the living room
cabin. I'll go get them, okay?

Wait a minute.

There are some keys in the floor.

Yeah. People leave them there, too.

Now, shouldn't we at least leave a note
or something?

No, we'll be back before anybody...

Gets up.

Harold. Just run to the road.

I want to wake up the whole house.

You know we would have been there by now
if you hadn't forgotten all the

presents. What do you mean, me? You
forgot also.

Anyway, I couldn't walk in empty
-handed.

Let's just get all the presents, get in
the car, and drive right to Monterey,

okay? You awake enough to drive?

No.

Neither am I.

Cape on this couch. It's awfully lumpy.

Yeah, it's a real backbreaker.

Hey, listen, you're invited to join me.

David, it's Christmas Eve.

Oh, no, correction, it's Christmas Day.

Well, just doesn't seem right.

After all, it is a sacred holiday.

It's celebrated all over the world in
recognition.

Maureen, you could just say you have a
headache.

Well, it's a matter of fact.

Bob is coming and going.

Maureen. Maureen.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah. Merry Christmas.

Nicholas, lay off. It's early.

Yeah, but we gotta go drink the orange
juice so we can open the presents. I'll

catch up to you.

It's Christmas.

Christmas is for kids.

Yeah, but you're still a kid.

Yep.

That's my problem.

Tom, Tom, wake up.

It's time to get up and have fun.

Oh, have fun?

It's Christmas!

Oh, Merry Christmas.

Can I come in?

We'll be out in a minute, Nicholas.

Hey, you know what?

What?

There really is a Santa Claus.

Really? How do you know? Because I'm not
allowed to tell, but we better go open

all those presents.

Dad, do you want to miss this?

Uh, yes.

Oh, you're just like Tommy. That's the
exact same thing he said.

I'll go start to make some orange juice.
I'll be right there.

Hey, didn't you say that tower was
supposed to wait till everybody's there

before we get started?

Oh, what a rough night. I kept dreaming
that I was waking up.

My baby.

Hey, what's taking you guys so long?

And by the time we got back here, we
were both so tired, we decided to start

the morning.

Right now. We should be there by noon.

I'll tell him. Tell me what?

Drive carefully.

We will. I love you too, Dad.

Bye -bye.

Hey!

I thought you guys were gone.

Oh, so did I, Nicholas.

Just give me five hours and a clear
freeway. So long, Nicholas. Come on.

aren't you going to open your presents
first?

We're going to take him with us. I'll go
get them. Hey, Nicholas!

You know that nobody goes in that living
room until after orange juice. You know

that that's a family tradition. Hey,
that was a fast trip.

So we're hoping.

Look, let's just leave our presents by
the tree. And when we get back, we'll

have a whole other Christmas, all right?

Bye, everyone. Hey, I see you two
decided to stay. That's great.

She had a headache.

What's that?

Look, someone will explain everything to
you, Abby. We really have to go now.

More car trouble? No, Dad. We just
forgot the presents from Monterey. We

have to go now, all right? Do you have
the presents now?

No.

Still in the living room?

After orange juice, we're going to hold
on to one tradition.

Oh, no. I have to get back to Monterey.

Noreen, we're going to stay and have
orange juice. It will be good for your

headache.

I'd better call my parents. All right,
everybody in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Nicholas.

So Gary practically told her flat out
that he was going with me. And she

wouldn't leave him alone.

It's me again.

We have to drink orange juice.

I don't know, Mom. That's what they do
here. They drink orange juice.

How can people drink orange juice before
they open the presents?

People don't. The Bradford do.

Yeah, well, Tommy isn't interested.

Mary, see if you can get Tommy
interested.

I'll try.

Oh, and also, uh, Johnny and Susan, too.
Oh, yeah.

Wait, Mom.

How's the orange juice?

Still squeezing.

How's your headache?

Hey, Mary. What? I don't think Susan's
home. Her bed hasn't been slept in.

All night? She's not home? I don't know.

Come on. What? Just... Didn't you go
together in Alan's car?

Yes, we did.

Well, didn't they come back with you?
No, they went to Midnight Mass.

Midnight Mass.

That's what I thought when she told me
last night. But anybody who goes to

Midnight Mass can't be all that bad.

Well, he can be if he's going there to
confess.

Well, look, we'll just call her friends.
You know, maybe they decided to... I

don't know. No, I think we should stay
off the phone so that they can call us.

If they wanted to call us, they would
have called us. Dad, we've got to do

something. Call the police? Well, let's
call the police. We've got to find her.

I knew it! I just knew it! What's the
matter, Nicholas?

It's my fault!

You saw her?

No, I...

Santa Claus, that's why I took all our
stuff back.

Come on, I'll show you.

Are you kidding me? This is ridiculous.

Oh, my gosh.

What's going on?

Santa Claus stole our presents, and
Susan's

been kidnapped.

I think whoever took those presents had
something to do with it.

kidnapped. I mean, well, at least I hope
she wasn't kidnapped.

And the Santa Claus character who was
supposed to have stolen your presents

the tree ornament.

Yeah, I saw him. You saw Santa Claus?

Yeah. I wonder why he didn't swipe my
presents.

Guess. The red suit, the reindeer, the
whole shtick? Yeah, well, I didn't get

see his reindeer, and he said his suit
was at the cleaners, but I saw his red

undershirt.

He must think I'm a terrible will draw.

Nicholas, that's just not true. I mean,
any Santa Claus that would think that is

obviously an imposter. Isn't that right,
Officer Bernstein?

Well, I'll tell you the truth, Mrs.
Bradford. I know I don't look it, but

Jewish, so I'm no big expert on Santa
Claus.

But I wouldn't mind celebrating
Christmas.

It'd be nice to have Christmas off once
in a while.

You know, see the parades, the football
games.

Now, where were you standing when you
first saw Santa Claus?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Right over here.

Are you Abby? Oh, no, no, I'm Nancy. My
brother put that up for Abby.

Nancy, that's a pretty name.

Thank you.

What's your name?

Craig.

That's a nice name, too.

Must be kind of exciting being a
policeman.

Well, what do we do now?

Just sit tight. We'll take over. Well,
shouldn't we call Susan's friends or

something like that, maybe? Yeah.

But leave time between calls so she can
get through to you.

Oh, what about her stuff?

Well, we'll do the best we can.

Oh, you better leave that van out there.

You'll never get all those presents into
that little toy MG, just in case.

But we have to leave.

Yeah, couldn't they use the sedan or the
station wagon?

Sedan?

Station wagon?

I didn't notice any other cars.

Right on back.

There, there.

Foster!

What? Did you see him?

Come on. I really should be working, but
I don't have to work tomorrow.

I don't either.

Great.

So this is usually closed.

All right, hold it.

Hold it down.

Wait a minute. What?

A wagon and a sedan?

Hey, kid.

How many Santa Clauses did you say you
saw?

We can't leave yet.

They need David's van.

Well, in case they have to pick up the
presents or go after Susan.

David's sister.

They don't know where she is.

Well, that's why they called the police.

Mom, they are a nice family.

Nicholas, we're having waffles for
breakfast.

I'd bar.

Oh, come on, Nicholas. It's not your
fault.

You had every reason to believe that
that was Santa Claus.

And a black T -shirt and jeans.

And no reindeer.

Well, he explained that his clothes were
in the cleaners. Yeah, that's Christmas

for you. Everybody goes to the cleaners.
You're not helping, Tommy. Neither is

all of that dumb Christmas stuff.

Christmas is the biggest advertising
gimmick there is in the world. That's

you ought to be telling him about
Christmas.