All language subtitles for the_life_and_times_of_grizzly_adams_s02e21

The story of Grizzly Adams is big and
powerful and beautiful.

They call me Mad Jack.

And me and my burl number seven been
traipsing these slopes and valleys for a

long spell. So I know the story from the
beginning. My friend Adams was accused

of a crime he didn't commit.

So he escaped into the mountains,
leaving behind the only life that he

knew.

Now, that wilderness out there ain't no
place for a greenhorn, and his chances

of surviving were mighty slim.

There was no time at all, for he was
beaten down, ragged, and nearly starved.

Long about then, he come upon a grizzly
bear cub, all alone and helpless.

Now, Adams knew that little critter
couldn't survive without his help, so he

started right down that cliff, risking
his own life.

To save it.

Now that cub took to Adams right off.

And that was when he discovered he had a
special kind of way with animals.

They just come right up to him like he
was a natural part of the wilderness.

But that bear cub, he was extra special.

As he growed, he became the best friend
Adams ever had. And together, they

became a legend.

Wilderness is a mighty fine place to
live any season of the year, but for

mountain men like me and my friend James
Adams, there's a special magic that

comes in the winter.

Because then the great mountains are
tucked under their blankets of snow, the

streams sparkle prettier than ever as
they tumble down the slopes, and the

glisten proudly with their coats of ice,
and best of all, the feel of Christmas

is in the air everywhere.

What do you think of this one, Ben?

Pretty?

That sure looks like fun, Ben.

But first things first.

That means getting this little tree back
to the cabin.

It's going to make us a real fine, proud
little Christmas tree.

You might say it's become a custom for
Adams to find a little tree to decorate

at the cabin, then replant it later
someplace that needs it more.

Always with Ben's help, of course, and
sometimes with his hindrance when Ben's

feeling so good and wants to play.

All right, Ben.

You win.

Now, while Adams was a -sporting happily
with Ben, he had no way of knowing what

a heap of trouble was ahead this
Christmas. A situation and an ordeal

for every bit of mountain savvy he had
about the high winter danger.

Nope. Right then, he and Ben was just
having the bestest of times.

Playing around in the snow, exchanging
playful slaps, and enjoying every second

of it.

Meanwhile, I was heading up the slope on
my way to Adam's cabin, feeling mighty

proud of something I'd been wanting for
a long time.

Number seven, if you'll pardon the
expression, just hold your horses.

I did a lot of scrimping and saving to
get these new genuine store -bought St.

Louis snowshoes, and they're going to
take a heap of breaking in.

Now, my old ones, they was a lot better.

But they was a lot smaller.

These newfangled ones take a slight bit
of getting used to.

Yeah. Now, let's see.

Put that foot there and that foot there.

That foot there and that foot there.
That foot there. See there?

I'm getting it.

That foot there and that foot there.
That foot there. See, this here is what

they call a...

Kennedy Kick.

Yes, sir. Some people call it the
Montana Munch, but the secret is to

get yourself a nice, good, stiff -naked
kick like that.

Ross

by

Foley. Say, Blizzard, ain't that there
our old friend... Mad Jack himself?

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Ho, ho, ho!

Now, I know.

We're going to have the messiest,
meanest,

freezest winter we ever had.

You wouldn't be this far south
otherwise.

Now, it is true I am partial to cool
weather.

Of course, I don't mind coming down here
where it's warm once in a while.

Say, Jack, would you mind telling me
something?

Why are you a -sitting there in the
snow?

Well, I ain't sitting in the snow.

You ever heard of a snow bath?

It's good for your liver or any other
inferior organs you might

have.

See, them is the biggest snowshoes I
ever seen in my whole born days.

Them are big enough for a bull moose.

A bull moose, huh?

I tell you, these was made special for
me, bought to order in St. Louis.

Then you must have blown up your
measures, same as you do your stories.

What in tarnation is them things?

Why, them is skeezers.

And them is the fastest way to get
around in the snow.

Why?

Anybody knows that a pair of store
-bought St. Louis snowshoes is the

thing there is?

If you wasn't so cantankerous and old
-fashioned, you'd know skeezes is the

fastest and the bestest.

Why, you red -nosed old walrus.

Anybody knows that you try to go
anywhere on them slippery sticks, you're

go lickety -split to the bottom of the
first hill you come to.

Key rep. And that's why skeezes is
faster and better.

as any old fumble -footed mountain goat
should know.

Well, I know your thinker froze up a
long time ago. But any day you think

you can outrun me on them things, you
just let me know, Wayne.

And you say where?

Well, all right.

If you want to embarrass yourself, I'll
just race you from here to Adams Cabin.

And I'll be waiting there for you to say
I told you so.

We'll make a line right over here.

All right, Foley.

Right there's a starting mark.

I'll see you in Adams' cabin.

Yeah, and I'll see you there first.

Now, whilst me and Frostbite Foley set
out on our big race, Adams was busy

decorating the little tree, preparing to
make the cabin jolly and bright for

Christmas.

I can understand Mary Lou and Dan will
not remember what a Christmas tree is,

Joshua.

They were pretty young last year.

But I thought for sure you'd remember.

I bet you Ben remembers.

You helped real good with the decorating
last year too, Joshua.

Except for that little problem Ben had
with the popcorn string.

Oh, not again.

It's all right.

We got another string.

Well, it looks like Mary Lou and Dan are
getting a head start on us, Ben.

We ought to go get us some of that real
pretty holly.

Jack's on his way.

We should get the cabin decorated before
he gets here.

He brings some of that real good plum
pudding cake.

I know my mouth's watering, too.

Come on, Ben.

Now in the winter, these mountains sure
enough can get even us old mountain men

into some problems.

But to a greenhorn, they can be
downright frightening.

Especially to a...

Pioneering family separated because the
young and the strong had crossed over

earlier to build cabins and set crops in
the rich valley farmland.

And then get ready to welcome the
youngsters and the old folks who've

after. Ain't no puzzle why the yearning
to be a family together again grows

stronger every day and gets to be almost
unbearable with Christmas getting

close.

I'm beginning to think we bit us off
more than we could chew.

What we got to do is stay with that
wagon train back yonder in the

and then went on across with them in the
spring.

But it just wouldn't be Christmas
without Ma and Pa.

And you promised, Uncle Ned. All summer
you've been promising that we'd be with

Ma and Pa for Christmas.

I didn't know these here mountains was
gonna be so high under this here snow so

deep when I promised that.

Well, looks like we're stuck here for a
spell.

Give the team a chance to rest, and why
don't you young ones run and play a

little bit whilst I do some studying
about all these here things.

You hear that, Ben?

Came from over the rise.

All right, John, let's get in the wagon.

Quick, get in.

Come on, Larry.

Sure don't appear like he means us no
harm.

I'd best fire off this old blunderbuss
anyhow and scare him off.

Now, get.

You hear me?

Go on, get. Adams knew that a loud noise
would bring down that snow cone.

Shh.

Don't make a sound.

I can't take me no chances.

Oh, no.

Come on, you first.

Hey, run over there.

Jump.

Me and number seven figured we'd outfox
old Frostbite Foley in our race by,

well, just taking a little shortcut.

Lucky thing we was up on the hill and
not down in the valley when that

let go.

Gee, that was a big one.

Quiet.

There's Adams and Ben down there. And
there's with some people with a...

What are they doing with the wagon here?
That must have been who fired the shot.

Well, he's going to need our help.

Now, you're going to be the anchor, see?

And you just stand here good and steady,
and I'll let myself down on this rope

nice and easy like.

What do you mean?

Just stop your fussing. I know what I'm
doing.

Just hold the anchor there, Seven.

Now, hold steady.

Seven?

Now, Seven?

You're supposed to be the anchor.

Don't... Seven?

Don't...

I'm sorry, Jack. That's a real shame.

Ain't anybody gonna help me up out of
here?

Give me your hand.

Watch it, Gary.

Watch your step.

Watch it.

Uncle Matt!

Well, that's all right.

That's just Ben.

He saved your doll for you.

Would you like to bed, Ben?

Yes, sir. Is it all right?

Well, if you walk up nice and easy to
him.

You be careful now, honey.

Howdy, Ben.

My dog!

Oh, thank you. You saved him.

My name's James Adams.

Mighty proud to meet you, Mr. Adams.

I'd like you to meet my good friend, Mad
Jack.

Howdy.

Howdy, Mr. Jack.

I'm Ned Brewster. Most folks just calls
me Uncle Ned.

And these here's my sister Ginny's two
young 'uns, Debbie and Billy.

And we're all mighty beholden to you,
Mr. Adams.

When you shot your gun off, Ned, you
loosened that snow cornice up there.

Well, any sharp sound will do that.

A loud whisper in this country will
start an avalanche. Didn't you know

No, sir, I didn't. I reckon I got a
whole heap to learn if I'm going to get

these young 'uns over the mountains for
Christmas.

You're going to...

Boy, there ain't three other men besides
myself could cross these mountains in

the wintertime. And nobody could do it
with two kids and a team of horses. Why,

not even a first -class mountain man
would be able to... Jack, we'll talk

that later.

But we've got to, Uncle Ned. You know
we've got to.

Well, since Mr.

Jack said die and I'm feared, we...
Well, Ned, maybe Jack and I can help

My cabin's not too far from here. We can
head over that way.

Why don't you help Ned with the team?

Ben? You need the way home.

Come on, kids.

Hey, Jack.

Hello, Mad Jack. Where are you?

Well, Blizzard, doggone it.

we won that race far and square.

You reckon we ought to go find old Mad
Jack?

By golly, he might be in some snowbank
someplace wrong side up or something.

Come on.

Come on, girl. Let's go.

Come on.

Come on.

Now, long about that time, two other
greenhorns was venturing into the slopes

the other side of the mountain.

I don't understand it.

The weather was so nice back at the
homestead.

Sam, are we in trouble?

Oh, no, not yet, Jenny girl.

We could be.

I don't like the looks of that sky.

You do believe we're going to find the
wagon train at the settlement, don't

I'm sure they just got there too late to
make the crossing like we figured.

But... But you don't think we're going
to get there in time for Christmas, do

you? Traylon's bound to get worse from
here on.

Even if that storm holds off, we haven't
got more than a pinch of hope.

A pinch is all I need to go on.

I'm bounden to hold Debbie and Bill in
these two arms.

With us all singing the old carols by a
cozy Christmas fire.

Go ahead.

Mountain didn't seem quite so high or so
far over when we crossed last summer.

Well, it makes more of a difference than
I reckon.

With all this snow, it's hard to find
the landmarks. Another storm's going to

bring more snow.

Oh, Sam.

Everything's lost. Even our compass.

Now what are we going to do?

Let's get this little fire started with
some of that dead brush over there.

Starting to cool off a little.

Nothing like a little brisk to make a
fella feel good.

Rookie there.

Looks like there's some smoke coming up
out of the west pass.

Must be some of them injured people down
there.

That's the way to talk to each other,
you know.

Never could make head or tail out of
that there smoke, right?

Say, Richard, reckon we ought to go down
to Adam's place and see if Mad Jack

made it back?

We can rag them a little bit about
losing the race, huh?

Come on.

Well, now that you see how we live here,
I'd like you to meet Mary Lou and Dano.

And you know Joshua over here, of
course.

And Ben over here, well, he'd just like
to say how much he appreciates making

your acquaintance.

I've got some other friends I'd like you
to meet, too.

Come on.

You stay here and keep an eye on things
while we're gone.

Don't you worry, don't you cry Cause you
see that by and by

Everything will turn out right And

all your fears will fade from sight

Don't you know you've got a friend A
helping hand he adds to him

A friend who'll always see you through
In

everything you try to do

Much as they enjoyed the animals, them
two youngsters just couldn't forget the

longing for their Ma and Pa.

Ma and Pa had to go away with the first
wagon train.

I really do.

There's just not a close walk over those
mountains.

A real mountain man would have a hard
time getting across those.

Look at Ben.

Looks like he's keeping himself busy.

Well, you look at there. Ben's making a
snowman.

Not a snowman. A snow bear.

Can we help him, Mr. Adams?

I'm sure Ben will like some extra help.

You kids go ahead. I'm going to talk to
Mr. Jack.

We're gonna help you, Ben.

Mr. Adams said we could help.

How's she coming, Jack?

Well, all right.

You've been needing yourself a new
gunstock for some time.

I know that, but still don't make me
feel no better about old Bessie here.

that.

Jack, you gotta help me with those young
'uns.

We gotta keep them busy.

Think of something for them to do.

Like a Christmas play.

Like Mary and Joseph.

That's a good idea.

That's enough.

I'll put my mind to it.

I've been working on some things down at
the workshop.

A little finishing up, they make some
real fine Christmas gifts.

Poor little young 'uns.

It's a dead sure sense they ain't gonna
see their ma and pa this Christmas.

Maybe for a good spill afterwards.

Jack, they said that them homesteaders
have...

He moved in down at the bottom of the
pass.

How long do you think it'd take a fellow
to get down there and back?

Well, if he didn't fall in one of them
crevices in the snow fields or get

caught under an avalanche or find
himself out in the blizzard that's going

here in three, maybe four days, why, he
could probably make it in about...

Are you thinking about what I think
you're thinking about?

Once a greenhorn, always a greenhorn.

That's her stock gear carvings for Mr.

Jack, ain't it?

Yeah. I've been working on it for quite
a spell.

Right here's a mighty smart carving old
man.

I made that for Debbie.

This little sled's for Billy. I can't
wait to see his face come Christmas

morning.

He's going to be mighty proud of that.

I wish I could give them what they
really want for Christmas.

Mr. Adams, there just ain't no way
nobody could do that. Not even you.

You know, you remind me of young Sam.

Jenny, too. They'd be the very same way.

Well, if they had any idea that them
wagons were stopped at the settlement,

they'd be on their way up that mountain
right now, trying to get to Billy and

Debbie. Well, if I thought that was
true, Uncle Ned, I'd be leaving right

Let's head back to the cabin.

Because old Mad Jack's going to start up
his beehive oven.

Now, it may not look like much, but I
tell you right in there, I can cook some

of the most mouthwatering... Merry
Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas to one and all. You too,
Jack.

Look, Debbie, it's him. It's really
Santa Claus.

It ain't Santa Claus. That's Frostbite
Foley.

Foley? Where you been? I thought we was
having us a race. We was. Where you

been? Well, you frozen old piece of
blubber. I stopped and helped Adams do

rescuing, and I've been waiting here for
you for hours. Why, I'll have you know

I've been here and gone. Matter of fact,
I was so worried about what happened to

you, I went out looking for you, and now
I'm sorry I went.

Well, you call it a tie.

This here is Billy, and this here is
Debbie.

Youngin's giving us a visit. Well, it's
a pleasure.

Oh, and this here's Blizzard.

And he's got a world treasure of trade
goods right on his back. Now, you just

ask me for something, anything.

Come on, ask me for something.

A pack of fine point needles and a spool
of sat black thread.

Needles and thread.

What about you, young fella?

And there's your peppermint stick. Thank
you. You're welcome. Thank you, sir.

We don't have any... Oh, don't you worry
about that. First time out with

Frostbite Foley is for free.

Thank you, sir. You're welcome, son.

See that?

Whilst I was out looking for you, I seen
some Indian smoke signs over by the

West Pass.

You didn't see no Indian smoke signs.
They don't make smoke signs in the

wintertime. Don't you tell me what I see
when I...

Indians don't make folk signs in the...
Here's Adams. We'll let him settle.

Mr.

Adams, Uncle Ned, look at it.

Brown needles and thread.

Mr. Foley gave them to us.

Well, it always seems a lot more like
Christmas when you show up, Frostbite.

Thank you, Adams.

Howdy, I'm Frostbite Foley. Howdy.

Call me Uncle Ned. Sure, I'm happy to
know you. Nice to meet you.

Uncle Ned, are we going to be riding
horses or the rest of the way tomorrow,

Just awful hard for me to say.

Jack, what about that Christmas party we
were talking about having?

Think those poles behind the cabin make
a nice stable?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. They'd make a good
stable. And number seven here, he could

play the burl.

Who do you reckon we could get to play
Mary and Joseph?

We could.

Why, I could be Mary and Billy here
could be Joseph.

We did it once in Sunday school.

Well, I've got some blanket ends and
some gunny sacks in the cabin.

Come on.

Jumping penguin here that the Indians
don't make smoke signals in the

wintertime. They don't, Frostbite. It's
the truth.

But I seen it. I seen smoke coming right
up out of that west pass.

You saw smoke coming out of the pass? I
sure did.

You know, someone coming up from the
homestead, they'd be coming right that

Could be Sam and Jenny.

Well, whoever it is, they're going to
need help and they're going to need a

minor fast.

Now, wait a minute, Adams.

You thinking of going out there?

There's a blizzard blowing up.

That'd just be foolhardy.

You know, we're just wasting time.

Ben, I'm going to need your help.

You'd better have seen what you said you
saw.

I told you, I seen what I said.

Ben?

Thank you, Ben.

Here, I'll take that.

If he's gonna be foolhardy, guess we
might as well help him.

I'm going with you, Mr. Adams.

I'd like you to stay here, Ned.

Whatever happens, I want you to show
those kids a nice Christmas.

We'll do our level best.

Adams, I ain't never saw another man
like that.

What's his chance of finding somebody
out yonder and getting them back?

Some were twigs, slim and none.

If it was anybody else but Adams, he
wouldn't have no chance at all.

Well, Adams got his job, we got ours.

Let's make it Christmas for them young.

Little Ned doesn't think the horses can
carry us over the mountains.

I know he doesn't. He didn't say no for
sure.

We ain't going to be with Ma and Pa for
Christmas, are we?

Don't think about it. It's worse when
you think about it.

Maybe we'll never see Ma and Pa again.

Don't ever say that.

Are you praying?

What for?

For the Lord to take care of Ma and Pa
till we're all together again.

I'm going to pray too.

That you and me and Ma and Pa is all
together

for Christmas.

Christmas is tomorrow.

Do you know what we're asking the Lord
for?

A miracle.

It's a...

As long as you're listening, sir.

Any help you could give Adams out there,
I'd greatly appreciate it. And if you

could just hold that blizzard off for
half a day, maybe.

Thank you, sir.

I know these snowfields can be dangerous
any time, Ben.

I haven't seen any tracks anywhere.

So that means the animals haven't
crossed through here.

But you heard what Frostbite said,
didn't you?

He said he saw that smoke coming up from
the west pass.

We can save ourselves a whole lot of
time if we cut through these snow

What we'll do is we'll walk along the
top of the ridge.

You let me get a good head start on you.

Then you follow right behind me.

You stay in my tracks.

Even the herd animals, the deer and the
elk, seemed to sense the importance of

Adam's search.

It was almost like they was approving
and wishing him well.

Adams, like no man I ever know, was one
that sets his mind to doing something

that needs doing and nothing or nobody
can turn him away from it. No matter

the problems and dangers that might be
laying in wait every step of the way.

Like the blizzard of gathering up so
mean and mad.

Developing bone -chilling winds that rip
and tear at anybody caught in its

fierce gusts.

And them fearsome comers of snow ready
to crash down without warning.

Then there's the whiteouts that blow up
sudden and a man can't find his hand in

front of his face.

And killer freezes in the hollers and
canyons with drops in temperature severe

enough to crack open full -grown trees.

And them snow fields.

They're so innocent and pretty looking,
but sometimes the thin crusts hide deep

crevices a man could get trapped in and
never get out.

Ben, come on.

Here's some wolf tracks.

my pride.

Thank you, Ben.

I'll tie my snowshoes up, Bennett.

Oh, follow that big old lobo wolf.

He went off that way.

He looks like he knows what he's doing.

Thank you.

Now, the bitter cold and deep snows was
beginning to take a terrible toll on Sam

and Jenny. Oh, Sam.

It's so cold.

We still got plenty of daylight left.

Jenny, are you hurting?

It's my fingers. I don't have any
feeling left in them.

It gets worse before it gets better.

The feeling's coming back now.

Oh, Sam, it's so cold. I wish we had a
little fire like we had back on the

trail. There's nothing here abouts to
burn.

We've almost reached the top of the
pass. There's bound to be some trees up

there. We'll get us some candy.

Let's go, Sam.

We've got to keep going.

Well, Debbie girl, I'm doing my dibbly
dab best.

I ain't never even heard of no ragdoll
sheep, let alone a raccoon and two skunk

sheep.

Number seven of me's finished
practicing.

We got it perfect now.

Billy Wilson, you're not supposed to be
jumping around when you're St. Joseph.

Well, I'm not really Joseph.

Underneath this sack, I'm just plain
Billy.

Oh, what's it you're being, Uncle Ned?

I'm the shepherd.

Want to trade?

No, sirree. Just your shepherding's
about all I can handle.

Now, just once, you little scamp. Get
down from there.

Sheep ain't supposed to be crawling all
over the ceiling, don't you know that?

Hey.

What am I seeing such a long face on
such a pretty girl for?

It just don't seem like anything's going
right this Christmas.

Mr. Adams would know what to do.

Where'd he go?

When's he coming back?

Well, he's off on very important
business.

These sweet potatoes are all ready for
baking. I've got to get them in

Melbourne.

Sweet potatoes. I dearly love them.

What are you supposed to be? Why, one of
the wise men. Who else?

Well, who ever heard of a wise man that
runs around the mountains on a pair of

skids? Oh, you're just put out because I
beat you in that race.

Here.

Feed me.

Oh, now, young 'un.

Now's no time to be sad.

Christmas is a time for being happy.

I want to be happy. I really do.

But it just don't seem to come.

And it don't really seem like Christmas.
Like when you're with your ma and pa,

and you just can't hardly wait for Santa
to come.

Besides, I don't think he's going to
come this year.

What makes you think that, son?

Because we ain't with ma and pa, and he
won't know where to find us.

Why, don't you worry, nun.

Santa finds you no matter where you are.

Jack, we got us a problem. What's that?

Well, them young 'uns is awful sad.

Because they don't think Santa Claus is
going to be able to find them because

they ain't with their folks.

I've been trying to tell them that Sandy
knows where all the little young 'uns

is at Christmas time. But seeing Sam and
Jenny ain't here, I reckon they ain't

been too convincing.

Well, don't worry about Santa not
showing up. I got an idea about that.

Them young 'uns is going to get a visit
from Santa Claus.

Because I'm going to be him.

I'm going down that Injun village and
ask them ladies to make me a Santa suit.

Well, I got to go pick up my plum
pudding. It's been aging for a month. It

wouldn't be Christmas without one of my
plum puddings.

And don't worry about Santa Claus
showing up. I got that all took care of.

you fixing to go down your Injun village
and get your Santa suit made up, are

you? How'd you guess?

Well, never mind.

Just don't let the young 'uns find out
about it. But Frostbite Foley... Foley,

don't worry about him.

Remember I told you there's only three
or four men besides me that could cross

these mountains in the wintertime?

Well, I hate to admit it, but Foley's
one of them.

Well, supposing this here turns into a
pearl -button -bangle blizzard before

get back?

Well, just keep the young 'uns inside
where it's warm.

And keep a lantern hanging outside lit
day and night.

I'll do it, Mr. Jack.

You be careful now.

You hear me? Come on, Seven.

Look,

Ben.

The wolves have found something at the
top of the ridge.

It's going to be tough going, but we can
save a lot of time.

Dig in, Ben. Let's go.

Close one, Ben.

Well, let's head out.

Knowing the wild critter so well, Adams
figured that lone wolf might just lead

him to what he was a -seeking.

But another pack of wolves had already
found Sam and Jenny, a new threat to add

to their miseries.

Sam, they're coming in closer.

I know.

I couldn't find anything for a fire to
keep them away.

Sam, I'm so afraid. What are we going to
do?

I don't know.

I sure wish we had us a fire.

Hi there, Lobo.

I know we're trespassing, but we don't
mean you any harm.

I've been following your tracks for
almost an hour.

I heard your friends, too.

Sounds like they found somebody we're
looking for.

Ben, look down there.

We don't have any time to explain to
those wolves. We're going to have to run

them off.

Jenny, look!

Don't be frightened.

This is just Ben, and he's mighty happy
to see you too.

I can't believe you'd find us.

I heard of a man who lived in these
mountains with a grizzly bear, but... I

always thought it was just some kind of
tall tale.

Well, you've just got to be Sam and
Jenny.

Billy and Debbie's folks.

Debbie and Billy. Oh, thank God. Where
are they?

They're at my cabin.

Safe and sound.

Just waiting for you to come and make
them the best Christmas they've ever

I'm James Adams.

This is a miracle.

Oh, take us to them, Mr. Adams.

Well, just as soon as you both feel up
to it.

Oh, we've never been up to anything so
much in all our lives.

Ben, let's head back to the cabin.

Now, that storm was a -moving real fast
across those mountains, and I was

worried about Adams. But I knowed
worrying wasn't gonna help, and I still

make Christmas for Debbie and Billy,
like I promised.

So I headed over to get my plum pudding
cake that had been aging up a tree.

You know...

I've been letting this age for a month.

This is a pretty nice Santa suit those
ladies made me down in the village.

They whipped it out in jig time, too.

Yes, sir.

You know, it was almost as if they'd
done it before.

But it sure looks real fine. And you
look fine, too, as Santa's faithful

reindeer.

Smell that.

You know, it takes a heap of looking and
finding and baking to make a

good plum pudding cake.

Yes, sirree, Bob.

And I make the best they is in these
hills.

Do you hear that?

What do you mean you didn't hear it?

There it is again. Do you hear it?

Well, you can't. hear nothing.

I've been hearing it ever since we left
the village.

Now there's something dogging our trail.

I'm going out there and find out what
kind of varmint it is.

Now you just stay here and be real quiet
like this.

Don't you move.

Now, I had no idea what I was expecting
to find out there, and I certainly

wasn't expecting to get the surprise I
got.

Now this is just getting plum
frustrating.

I'm going to give him one more chance.

You're him, ain't you?

You're... What, you're... Are you who I
think you are?

You thought I was him, and I thought you
was him.

Frostbite Foley, what are you doing in
that Santa Claus suit?

I'm fixing to play Santa for them two
young 'uns.

No, you're not. If anybody's gonna play
Santa Claus, it's gonna be me. Why?

I'm a whole lot jollier than you are.

I cannot jolly you from here to the
Saskatoon's and back again. Oh, yeah?

Well... I'll tell you what.

It can't be two sandals.

I got it.

You can be a helper elf.

And you can wear my hat. It's my
sleeping hat, but it'll fit.

I don't want to wear that hat.

Good thing I remembered about then how
partial frostbite was to plum pudding

cake. Just a sniff had set him adroon.

ain't that nice.

If my nose ain't dreaming, that there's
one of them plum pudding cakes right

there in that there sack.

You know good and well that's a plum
pudding cake, because I make the best

pudding cake in all of these mountains.
You know, my teeth ain't bitten into one

of them in years on years.

They ain't going to, neither.

No, sir, I ain't going to give none of
this plum pudding cake to any sneaky old

chilblain that's going to beat me out of
my Santa Claus job.

But then on the other hand, if it was
for a little elf Santa's helper, he'd be

entitled to a great big slab of that
plum pudding cake.

He would?

Well, I guess I've been plum pudding
caked right into elf hood.

Now, Jack, let me help you. It ain't hee
-hee -hee. It's ho -ho -ho.

Adams and Penn was a -pushin' along as
hard as they dared.

They wanted to reach the cabin before
that blizzard struck with all its sting

and fury.

Now, Adams knowed that Sam and Jenny was
mighty near the end of their rope.

But with him leadin' the way and the
thought of Debbie and Billy waitin' for

him, he figured that'd give them the
strength they needed to keep a -movin'.

I'm all right now.

Can we stop here for a while, Mr. Adams?
Jenny's just about all worn out.

We'll rest for a minute or two.

We've got to get through the narrows up
there.

We don't have much time.

When we get to the other side, we can
rest.

Jenny needs to rest now.

If that storm covers up that gap,
there's no other way out of here.

The slopes and the peaks are too
slippery to climb through.

I'll be all right, Sam.

We're in Mr. Adams' hands now.

He knows what has to be done.

I'll help Jenny, Sam.

You stay behind Ben.

Follow Ben's trail.

gonna make it, Jenny.

Mr. Adams says it's not too far through
the gap.

We can rest on the other side.

Don't worry about me, Sam. I'm holding
up.

Sam, we're gonna have to pass through
this gap real quiet.

We won't be able to make a sound.

Are you both ready?

Did you hear that?

What is it?

It's thunder.

There's a new storm moving in.

We won't be able to pass through the gap
now, Sam.

That thunder might knock that snow
cornice loose.

It'll bury the gap and everything that's
in it.

I don't hear anything now.

Maybe there won't be any more thunder.

Find another way out of here.

Ben spotted something.

I see him, Ben.

See the cougar up on the slope?

What does it mean?

It means he knows the trails around
here.

You stay here with Ben.

Well, it's good to see you.

I guess maybe you call these parts
around here home, huh?

Maybe you might know another trail
around the gap.

I'd sure appreciate it if you'd show us.

Stay with him, Ben.

We'll be right behind you.

You really believe that cougar can lead
us around the gap?

Animals have ways of knowing things we
don't.

Stay right in my tracks.

Then that's awful. We might have been
down there.

Yep.

Come on, let's go.

Well, if any critter, two -legged or
four -legged, ever deserved a medal,

cougar did.

Because he found the only trail there
was on the high side of the gap.

Wow.

I'm mighty beholden to you.

Thank you.

But their troubles was far from over.
The weather was a -worsening, and they

a -facing some mighty rough traveling
still ahead.

I'm afraid Jenny ain't gonna make it if
we get much farther to go.

It's not too much farther now, Sam.

You all right, Jenny?

Thank you, Mr. Adams.

Now, don't you worry about me. I'm
tired, but I'm gonna make it.

When Billy and Debbie have a mile, they
can be right proud of.

Sam, hand me this rope.

We're gonna be going down through the
draw now. It's gonna get a lot worse.

We're going to tie this rope around
ourselves.

It'll keep us from getting separated.

In case we run into a whiteout.

What's a whiteout?

The winds blow the powder snow up to you
like a dust storm.

You can't see anything.

Not even one another.

Tie this around your waist, Sam.

This rope will keep us from getting
separated.

I'm going to loop this around you.

What child is this who lay to rest

on Mary's lap is sleeping?

Whom angels greet with

anthems sweet while shepherds watch.

Why do we have a lantern if it's still
daytime outside, Uncle Ned?

Well, because that's what Mr.

Jack told me to do.

There's going to be a big old blizzard,
isn't there? And it's going to cover

this whole cabinet. Now, Debbie girl,
you quit fretting on things that ain't

even happened yet. Because everything
happens for the best, I'll guarantee

Santa himself.

Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas!

Ho, ho, ho, ho.

Merry Christmas from Santa and his
trusty reindeer.

And that goes double for me.

Santa's a number one helper elf.

Mr. Jack, you sure look funny. I thought
for a minute that you were... You

thought that I was really Santa Claus,
didn't you?

No. One time a pocket all dressed up
like that. Remember, Debbie?

I don't know.

Elfin ain't quite what he used to be.

Well, do something.

My heart was aching something terrible
for them poor little youngsters, along

and so hard for their ma and pa. And
there was the twins there, too, for,

for Adams. And it seemed a fitting time
for a little silent prayer for all of

them.

Then tell them we're coming.

Go on.

It's too... It's too much for her.

I'm afraid we ain't gonna make it.

We're gonna make it, Sarah.

Sit down, Jenny.

Take this rope, Sarah.

All right.

Put your arm around him, Jenny.

All right, Sam, hang on to me.

The cab is just over the next rise.

We'll make it.

Well, the wind's died down some.

Might be a good sign.

Seems like... No.

There it goes again.

Well, so I'm going to be... Holy jumping
jihasa frat, that's bad!

Thank you, sir.

This is going to be the best Christmas
we ever had, isn't it? Yes, darling.

We give Debbie Sashay to Mr. Jack for
Christmas and my genuine cowbell to Mr.

Foley for Blizzard. That's good.

Well, you gave me five new friends and
five of the happiest hearts I've ever

seen.

Come on, Billy. Let's start the play.

Mr. Adams, if thanks were gold, ours
would make you the richest man in these

mountains. I already am, Sam.

Yes, I believe you are.

Thank you.

Come on, Sam. We've got parts in this,
too.

We're waiting for you, Jack.

with the place.

Jack?

Looks like that Evening Star's gonna be
out early tonight, doesn't it?

Oh, yeah.

It's a... Oh, Adam.

Adams, you're a... You're a double -ring
-tailed wonder.

That's what you are.

It's beautiful.

Thank you.

Merry Christmas.

Adams?

Why don't you go up by the manger and
it's like you did that first Christmas

was up here?

All right, I will.

Is everybody ready?

We're ready.

Well, it happened something like this.

Once upon a starry night, a long, long
time ago, and far, far away, it

seemed that the government figured that
all the people needed to be counted.

So he ordered all the folks to go to
town and to be counted.

Well, by the time Mary and Joseph had
gotten there, all the rooms in the inn

were full.

The answer was the same everywhere they
went.

And then Joseph met this friendly
innkeeper.

He had no room either.

But he offered Mary and Joseph his
stable.

And in that little stable, that's where
the little Lord Jesus was born.

And then Mary wrapped the baby in
swaddling clothes and laid him in the

And the angels went to the nearby hills.

And they told the shepherds of the
miracle.

And the shepherds went down to the
stable.

And they took their sheep with them.

And the farmers came too.

And last came the three wise men.

And they followed the bright star across
the sky that led them to the little

stable.

And they laid down their precious gifts
beside the manger.

And they called him Emmanuel.

The Lord is with us.

That's the way it was on the first
Christmas.

Long ago.

Far, far away.

Once upon a starry night.

Right.