All language subtitles for Shes Making a List

Since the beginning of time,

there was the Naughty-or-Nice List

a list so powerful

it can chart the course of your whole life,

and determine whether you have
a happy Christmas

or one filled with

well, you know the story.

The original Naughty-or-Nice List

was the job of Santa's elves,

who had to cover every inch of the globe

to evaluate every single kid.

Thanks to modern technology,

that's not really how it works anymore.

As you get older,

the common logic

is that the Naughty-or-Nice List is a myth

a convenient little story
dreamt up by your parents

to get you to behave around the holidays.

Well, I'm here to tell you

it's real.

How do I know that?

Well, every year...

I help create it.

Come on, Teddy!

Throw it as high as you can!

Oh no...

Uh-oh.

Come on! Let's get out of here!

Teddy, let's go!

Come on, Teddy. Do the right thing.

Do we have a ruling?

We have mischief, destruction,

and evasion

all Level 2 violations.

We can close the book on him.

"Naughty."

Thank you, Inspector 036.

Some kids have to learn the hard way.

I'm not really a parking attendant.

I'm a Naughty-or-Nice Inspector,

and when a kid
falls somewhere in between,

they send me to get a closer look.

It's not your typical job,

but then again,

I've never really lived a typical life.

That's me,

and my trusty suitcase.

When you move around, like I did,

it can be your best ally.

I was on my own from a young age,

which meant I had
a lot of different homes,

but none of them
that were really my own,

so I got good at blending in.

Once I got older,

someone came to interview me

for a job I hadn't applied for.

I guess you could say I made their list,

and that's where I've been ever since.

It's funny.

Life just has a way of... Oh!

I'm so sorry.

Uh... I don't know
how I didn't see you there.

I...

You're gonna need this.

Oh, thank you. Thank you so much.

This is probably
where I should come clean

about double parking on the next block.

Oh, well, you're lucky I'm off-duty.

Oh, you-you forgot...

This is where the magic happens

the Naughty-or-Nice Group headquarters

a company specially designed
for the enormous task

of judging the behavior

of every single kid in the world.

Welcome back.

The office is buzzing
about Teddy Stevenson.

Rolling the baseball?

How did you know to intervene like that?

Article 48, Section One

allows for passive intervention

as long as it doesn't change
the behavior of the child.

Oldest trick in the book! Wait.

I don't know you.

Oh! I'm Heidi, your new assistant.

It's an honor.

Coffee? Splash of oat.

It's nice to meet you.

Just as I was getting to know...

Alan?

"Brett" told me they cycle through

pretty quickly.

I wanted to hit the ground running,

so I've been studying the stuff
you left around the office.

Did you know the file cabinet

was filled with half-eaten
bags of chips?

It's... been a stressful season.

Ah. Uh, also,

you have 64 days
of phone and mail messages.

- One of them is jury duty.
- Oh, the irony.

And lastly, we got this
from the Audits Department.

Looks like they want you to revisit.

Eddie Gomes' "Naughty" case.

They say he's turned it around.

There goes my morning.

The Audits Team loves to waste my time

reviewing this stuff.

You don't think he's changed?

20 years of being an Inspector.

Guess how many Naughty kids
have changed?

Zero.

Ah.

Buongiorno and buongiorno, eh?

It's so nice, I have to say twice!

Oh, good morning, Giuseppe.

The best inspectors are either
really good at blending in

or reading people.

He's a reader.

Mm, I have something for
this awful day you're having.

How do you know I'm...?

Your eyebrows. They say everything.

Big line down your forehead.

Maybe someday it stay that way!

Okay, all or a, eh?

These are for you,

to celebrate last weeks of the season.

Eh?

Do you see? They're you.

Eh?

It's you.

Hmph!

Thanks, Giuseppe.

Eh? You see?

That's so nice.

This is you... "Ah, ah!"

Happy! Sad.

Okay! Allora. Andiamo.

Andiamo!

Ciao!

Whoa.

First time?

Is this...?

The Eyes of the World.

So much for "Elf on a Shelf."

Oh, don't be ridiculous.

He's been a very effective partner for us.

Hi, Fred! How's it going?

Sorry, Isabel.

I really don't have
the bandwidth for idle chitchat.

List Lock is on the 24th.

Oh, I hear you.

I have two weeks left,

and Audits just sent me a Reconsider.

Listen, I really need to see
Eddie Gomes' new tapes

to get 'em off my back.

Hmph. His tape hasn't been logged yet.

You can access it tomorrow.

I-I might be halfway around
the world by then.

Is that

real gingerbread?

Hmm... I don't know. You tell me.

Welcome, Inspector 036.

Uploading Eddie Gomes' tape for review.

Wow.

Oh, wow. Destroying everyone's
plants but his own.

And that's your ballgame!

Wait, already?

Well, yeah. We just witnessed
Malice, Deceit, and Destruction,

all red-letter conduct violations.

But that bottle was
right next to the fertilizer.

What if he thought
that they were the same thing?

Something you'll learn here very quickly

when someone shows you who they are,

believe them.

This is where

the Naughty-or-Nice sausage gets made.

They call it "The Pit."

All the information we collect
is gathered here,

by these guys... the number crunchers.

Imagine an entire year's
worth of information

boiled down to a "Naughty"

or "Nice" in a matter of seconds.

Now, most cases are clear-cut,
but every once in a while,

they fall somewhere in between, and

that's where I come in.

Oscar!

Wow. This place looks great.

Hey, thanks. You like it?

The higher-ups,
they took our trees away.

"Budget cuts."

But a few of us pitched in.

We decorated ourselves.

Looks so good. I love it.

Thank you. Hey, what can I do for you?

Well, I just reviewed
Eddie Gomes' new tape.

You're never gonna believe it.

- No.
- I know.

I was really hoping
he was gonna turn it around.

Me too, but there's always next year.

Yeah.

Hey, a bunch of us,

we're heading
to Christmas karaoke tonight.

You should come.

Oh, that-that sounds like a lot of fun,

but I have a lot of work to catch up on.

No, come on! What're you gonna do?

Work away the whole holiday?

You know, I work it,
so everyone else can enjoy it.

That's... good work ethic.

Okay, back to it.

I-I've seen the trends as well,

but I wouldn't call them "troubling."

Ex-Exactly.

I can't do anything about
the, uh... Naughty ones.

I can...

only point out

where there's an infestation.

No! No-no-no-no.

That's not the language
that we use. Uh...

In fact, I think you're gonna love

where we're heading next.

I'll have Nancy send over
a copy of the plan.

Give it a look-see.

All right, Mr. Kringle. You as well.

Wow!

Sorry to interrupt.

Not at all.

I heard a rumor

that you're spending
too much time on the road.

Well, I guess that depends on
your definition of "too much."

The building accidentally
gave away your parking spot

two months ago,

and no one reported it

until this morning,
when you... parked in it.

I have been quite busy.

Mm.

Isabel

you're one of my best.

Oh, thank you, sir.

So you can be candid
if there's something wrong.

No, I'm just really trying
to make a difference.

That's exactly what I wanted to hear.

Water?

Sure. Thank you.

Did I ever tell you the story

of why I started this company?

Yes.

But not recently.

I was four

when it first happened.

That Christmas morning,

I burst out of bed with excitement,

climbed down to the living room,

where my stocking was hung,

convinced that it would contain

a gift I treasured

a double-action slingshot

to prank my friends with,

but, instead, I found only disaster.

I'm embarrassed to say that my name

had found its way to the Naughty List.

I spent the next 10 years
trying to clear it,

to prove to Santa
that he had gotten it wrong.

So, on my 14th Christmas,

I awoke...

But, to my disappointment,

my stocking still held coal.

If anything, it had gotten bigger!

From that moment forward, I...

I committed my life

to righting that wrong

creating an algorithm

to ensure that no child
would have to suffer

the injustice of being wrongfully labeled.

Naughtiness needed
mathematical certainty,

and with this company,
that is what I've delivered!

Ah!

Whoo.

Wow.

Just so brave.

Thank you.

So brave.

I know.

But I tell you this story for a reason.

Your work ethic, your integrity,

are the hallmarks I had in mind

when I created this firm,

and the board agrees.

If this season goes as the others have,

you're on track
for a promotion to partner.

Oh...

Uh...

Wow! I don't even know what to say.

Thank you.

That being said,
while you are the frontrunner,

there is one other candidate
in contention for the promotion.

Oh, really? Who's that?

- Giuseppe.
- Giuseppe?

Did I hear my name?

"Giuseppe"?

Hey, Giuseppe!

Right on cue, brother.

Hang tight. I'll be right with you.

Ah, tutto bene! Tutto bene.

You know,
there's just something about him

that reminds me of myself.

I can't put my finger on it.

Is it that he's a man?

Don't be ridiculous.

He's just strong and commanding
and so relatable to me.

Now, listen.

There's no reason why you
have to look over your shoulder.

You just take care of business
this holiday season,

and you'll have a lot
to celebrate this Christmas.

Thank you, sir.

On your way out, would you mind
sending in Giuseppe?

Yeah.

Ah, this time, I am sure of it!

- Ah!
- Hey!

- Acqua?
- Sì!

Sì! Grazie!

How is your mother?

Eh, you know, not so good.

I loved the lasagne.

Yes!

Oh...

Everything okay?

Yeah. Just when
I thought I was settling in,

looks like I'm heading back to the airport.

That's quite the rap sheet.

I know. It's always
the ones you least suspect.

Oh, um, your car...

Oh...

Do you think you could give me
a ride to the impound lot?

Thanks.

Being an inspector

is all about how close
you can get to the action,

so disguises are key.

You have exactly 72 hours
to make the call,

but when you've been doing this
as long as I have,

that's child's play.

Step right up for The Amazing Charlie.

Prepare to witness things
that shouldn't be possible.

For my first trick, I'll need a real $20 bill.

Okay.

Now watch

as I make it...

Disappear!

Whoa...

Wow. That's impressive.

Look at that sleight of hand.

Okay, who's next?

Me, me, me!

Um...

Wait.

Did she just take his money?

Okay.

Disappear!

Whoa!

Okay, who's next?

"Naughty."

Inspector jobs aren't for everyone.

It's isolating, it's grueling.

It requires you to live
a life of strict anonymity.

After all,

if kids knew exactly what we were,

they'd have no reason to be themselves.

Now, as you can imagine,

there are some very strict rules
in this line of work.

Observations
must be done in plain sight,

and inspectors
are forbidden to make contact

with their subjects.

I know you're hungry.

I have something for you.

Theft and disobedience?

Who would leave their garbage here?

Okay.

Well, see you tomorrow, Winston.

Congratulations, kid.

I'm officially confused.

You couldn't make this easy.

While, technically,
I haven't broken any rules,

you are prohibited from
entering a subject's property.

Rule 16, Section 5 does state

that there are exceptions
when your view is inhibited.

Now, something I'm never allowed to do,

under any circumstance,

is make contact with
a family member of the subject,

which, fortunately, I never have.

Excuse me.

Hi.

Hi.

Do you... need help?

Uh, no. No, no.

I'm-I'm fine. Thank you.

Have we met before?

I... I don't think that would be possible.

Are you sure?

Because I-I got a really good memory

with this kind of thing,

and I'm pretty sure I could place you,

if I think about it.

Yeah, no, I don't think
that that's possible.

You know what it is?

I have one of those faces
that's just very familiar.

I-I get that a lot.

Or maybe you just know
how to leave a good impression.

Hi. I'm-I'm Jason.

Isabel.

Hi.

Um, I was just in the neighborhood.

I was looking, ahem,
at electrical boxes and I...

Look. Look there. You have one.

So that's a... that's a great sign.

That's looking great.

Wait a second.
You're with the power company?

Uh-huh.

I am so glad to hear you say that!

Ha! I was beginning to think

no one over there was listening
to the messages I was leaving.

There were a lot of messages.

Here, come with me!

Really?

What are the odds?

I just can't get these Christmas lights

to turn on.

The box hasn't worked since, well...

Oh, wow.

I was hoping it wasn't that noticeable.

Oh, it's noticeable.

There's an unspoken lights competition

in the neighborhood.

I needed them to be bright.

Admittedly, I used
way too many extension cords.

Well, that's just part
of being a good dad, right?

Next time, maybe you should
carry a fire extinguisher.

Was it at school drop-off?

I'm sorry?

Where we met?

My daughter goes to Kensington
down the street.

No, no. I-I-I-I-I don't have kids.

Hmm.

Uh...

Think I could convince you
to take a look at all that?

We're two weeks away from Christmas,

and I hate losing.

I get it. I really want to help you, I do,

but I-I-I don't have my tools,
and without them...

Tools! I got tons of tools.

Hello, Inspector 036.

Do we have an update?

Here you go.

Oh!

There we are.

We've got all the tools in here.

Yeah, okay.

Was it at the farmer's market?

Uh, no.

Do you hike?

I do, but, um... not... not around here.

Of course.

It's something outdoors.

It's gonna come to me.

All right, well, let's get cracking.

Uh...

Why don't you...
let me help you with that?

Oh, thanks.

Uh.

It's a bit of an unconventional box.

- Oh...
- I know it's not up to code.

My wi...

My late-wife said it was
an accident waiting to happen.

Wow, look at this!

There are just wires on wires.

Yeah. Okay. Mm-hmm. One second.

All right. You know,

it's always a little tricky
to know which one to cut.

- "Cut"?
- Yeah, I'm sorry.

I-I have to tell you, I have to be honest...

I don't know what I'm doing, because I...

I just started.

Oh.

Yeah. There's still
a couple tests I gotta pass.

Well, I appreciate you
being honest with me.

I-I could send someone out to help you.

Really?

Yeah, of course!

Oh... thank you.

Saving Christmas... it's kind of my thing.

Look. I, uh...

I hope this isn't too forward, but...

I think there's a reason
why you're stuck in my memory.

I think you should stop
thinking about it so much.

Do you want
to go out with me sometime?

Yeah, no... no.

No, I-I can't because I...

I don't live in the area.

I know... I mean, all the places
in the-the whole region.

Dad...

I'm hungry!

Oh, yeah. Okay, Charlie.

Um, hey, this is Isabel,

and she is helping us with our box.

Don't you guys usually wear uniforms?

Ah. We do. You're right.

Yes, which reminds me,

I gotta stop at the dry cleaners.

Da-a-a-a-a-a-ad...

Yes.

Yes. Okay. I will be inside, all right?

Just give me a... give me a minute.

Kids.

What do you say?

You know what? Sure.

Really?

Yeah.

That's... That's amazing.

Uh, why don't you

why don't you put your number
on my phone?

Sure.

Maybe we can go out tomorrow night?

Tomorrow night. Yeah.

- That's great. Yeah.
- Yeah.

Um, I'm excited.

Yeah, that's great.

Bye.

See you tomorrow night.

Okay, at first, it seems like
he's sabotaging his friends,

but when you look at
the super-zoomed frames here,

you can see the whole row
is fertilizer bottles.

Oh, wow.

You're right!

It's really cool how much you care.

Sorry.

Yeah. Yeah.

Isabel Haynes' office.

Heidi.

Oh, hey, Isabel!

I don't know who else to turn to,

and I need your discretion.

Is everything okay?

Uh, "discretion" means

you pretend like everything's okay.

Right!

I am in a predicament,
and I-I really need your help.

Anything!

Okay.

Would you consider

a red plaid blazer

to be a "romantic" article of clothing?

I don't think a blazer is ever romantic.

What's going on?

I...

I have a date.

Oh, wow!

You met someone?

Who is it?

Charlie's father.

- Oh, no.
- I know!

It was an accident, and I-I don't know, I...

Heidi!
I could get fired for this.

So why are you going on
a date with him?

Because Rule 1, Article 1,
Section 4 says

you can make contact
with a family member

if you were spotted by the subject

and they are part of your cover.

"Above all else, protect the operation."

Okay, so you're disguising
as the dad's date?

It is the only way, okay?

And I'm gonna... I-I just... I'll close up.

Charlie's case,
and then I'll get out of here.

Okay.

How can I help?

I need you to send an electrician

out to their house to look at their box.

Um, o-okay.

But, look

there's a lot of inspectors out right now,

so if you're gonna do this,
you need to be careful

not to get spotted.

Please. Heidi,
I know how to disguise myself.

Okay.

And one more thing?

Don't fall in love.

Oh... please!

I'm a professional.

Merry Christmas! Thank you for coming.

Drive safely.

Good evening, Inspector 089.

Do we have an update?

We have a Virtuous Act
in the holiday market.

Jacqueline is trending "Nice."

Perfect!

Hi.

Hi. Hey!

You made it.

Hi.

I, uh, I put our names in
at the restaurant.

We got... We've got a minute

if you want to you wanna...
you want to take a look around?

Sure.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

I like the glasses. Very Clark Kent.

Oh. That's what I was going for.

Oh, so cute.

Is this here every year?

Yeah! Yeah. It's so great they do this.

Everything is local, family-owned.

I just love the way
they support community.

You sound like a poster child
for nice guys.

Not really.

I, uh, I used to be
on the other side of things.

I was a food critic...
one of those snobby, mean ones.

See? There's always a catch.

I would nitpick everything...
the dinner mints, menu fonts.

Once I trashed a five-star restaurant

'cause the table made
the olive oil pool southeast.

Wow. You know you don't have
to tell me all this, right?

Maybe I'm just too honest for first dates.

So what changed?

When Audrey passed,

I-I just didn't want to pick
things apart anymore.

You know? I just felt so cynical.

So I dug up all the places
I'd hurt with my reviews,

and I went to go work for them

give 'em a second chance.

I really do think
we're all put here to do good.

It just takes a little coming around to.

Do I sound trite?

No, not at all. I love that.

What do you think this is?

Yule log?

Mm... crushed pine.

"Crushed pine."

That's pretty good.

How about you?

Uh, I...

Okay, this is gonna sound weird, but.

I love watching people.

Yeah, that sounds weird.

Sorry. I mean...

I love watching people try, you know?

A kid who's just trying
to do the right thing

and almost gets there,

or someone who's having a bad day,

but they still find a way to be kind.

Guess it just makes me feel
like maybe the world's okay,

like I can do
something small that matters,

even if no one knows I did it.

I think that's beautiful.

What about this one?

Ahem.

Eggnog?

Mm-mm.

Amber nutmeg.

"Amber nutmeg."

Wow, you're... you're good at this.

I have a well-traveled nose.

Hey, they have homemade cider
over there.

We gotta try it.

Over this way.

They're so good.

Hi.

Could we get, uh, two ciders, please?

Thank you.

Hey.

What's going on?

Uh...

I-I... I thought
I smelled something burning,

but it turns out it's-it's

it was just this, um

oh! ...Authentic "chimney" candle.

Go figure. Huh.

I have never met anyone like you before.

Well...

Here.

- Thank you so much.
- You're welcome.

Mm.

Uh, it's the... it's the babysitter.

It's okay.

Hey, Sarah. What's going on?

Oh!

Well, how's she doing now?

Oh, boy! Okay. Um

yeah... yeah, okay.

I'm... I'm walking back right now.

All right.

I'm so sorry, but...

Charlie came down with something.

Oh, no. I'll drive you back.

Thank you!

Hey.

- Hey, should I...?
- No, no. Please come in.

How is she, Sarah?

Honestly, I don't know.

She said it was her stomach
and then her head and,

and then she kind of fainted.

She fainted?

Oh, geez!

Sweetie, hey.

Um...

I-I came as fast as I could.

Not fast enough.

I got a lot worse.

Uh... your fever is 105.

I told you, I'm dying.

Yeah, we-we gotta get-get you
to the hospital.

Hospital?

Don't worry.

They have special medication
there, all right?

Uh.

Should we bring your elephant
or... penguin?

I'm 11.

The bear!

I don't think we need to go!

I'm starting to feel a little better!

I know you don't wanna
go to the hospital, honey,

but we can't take any chances!

Uh, Jason...

I-I wouldn't panic about the fever.

Sometimes, these things just flare up.

I would maybe keep up with the ice,

give her some snuggles,

and just check it again in a few minutes.

Okay. Thank you.

Listen, I'm-I'm gonna go.

All right. Yeah, and I'm-I'm so sorry.

It's okay. Good night.

Good night.

Good night, Charlie.

Scooch over.

You know, there's a rule.

You can't be sick at Christmas.

I have to say,

things are really starting to come along.

We finalized the layout,
the furniture's on its way,

and we got rid of that jukebox

that wouldn't stop playing
"Tears in Heaven."

It's a lot of changes.

And change can be scary,

but my goal here

is to lean into what you do best.

You wrote that my shop

is "where good pizza goes to die."

And I have a lot of regrets
about the wording.

Listen, Jimbo,
you're a wizard with dough.

Your pizza is a masterpiece,

but frankly, you could use a little help

with the business side.

So I want to pitch you
on some staging, okay?

Oh, come on, Charlie. Do something.

You're the main attraction here

the fuel that makes this place hum.

So imagine this.

You

staged front and center as our star,

dazzling customers at the main counter.

I don't know about a "star".

I'm more of a pizza chef.

Did you hire a window cleaner?

I thought you did.

Charlie.

Oops.

Oh, boy.

Can we do something fun now?

Oh, yeah

we.

Are going to get the tree.

That's more like a chore.

What?

You used to love getting the tree.

Like when I was four.

Oh, come on, Charlie.

Isabel?

I don't think she heard me.

Hey! Isabel.

Oh! Jason, Charlie, hi.

Wh-What a surprise.

What a surprise, yeah.

Are you sure about that?

I'm so glad to see you're feeling better.

Yes, she is, uh, and

I am so sorry about the other night.

I owe you a do-over.

Definitely.

I just, I have to do some travel for work.

Why not right now?

What? Now?

- Charlie.
- I mean,

we're gonna go pick out
a Christmas tree.

It's gonna be so fun.

I don't... I don't know.

Well, clearly, we'd love to have you.

You know what? Sure.

Yeah, sure. Why not?

All right.

All right. Amazing.

Yeah, why not?

Let's go! Wow.
This is a coincidence.

Ahh! So

where do you want to start?

Let's start with some hot cocoa.

Me and Isabel are parched.

Right, Isabel?

Sure.

Okay.

Well, then, I will be right back.

I have a feeling we're not parched.

I know what's going on.

You do?

Yup.

Okay.

Uh, do you want to fill me in?

You like my dad!

Oh. Oh, no, no, no.

No, no, your dad and I

your dad and I are friends.

Do you spy on all your friends?

These are very complex questions.

I...

Look, I don't really consider it "spying,"

it's more like just trying
to get the full picture,

you know?

It's kind of my way of getting
to know someone better.

To make sure they're good?

Yeah, that's it exactly!

I don't know how helpful this is,

but he honks a lot when he drives,

he grunts when he gets up,

and he chews loudly.

What else do I know?

Oh...

Charlie, I would never want
to take him away from you.

I didn't say that.

I just want you to know

that he's noisy and has a nut allergy.

Noted.

Thanks for talking to me.

You know, it's always

it's always good to say what you need.

In that case, I need $5 for the snack bar.

Oh, okay.

Yeah, I guess I have to support that.

Well, there you go.

Live it up.

Where are you off to?

Popcorn!

I thought we were thirsty.

I don't know.

There you go.

Thank you.

You got a good seat here.

Yeah.

Cheers!

Cheers.

Wow.

They're just all so beautiful!

I know. None of them will work.

What do you mean?

Our tree has to be ugly.

Ugly?

Wait, hold on!
Why does it have to be ugly?

It's, uh... we've been
doing it since she was little.

It's kind of a tradition.

If we don't take the ugly one, who will?

Oh. Well, that's sweet.

That's really sweet.

Well, it is, until
you have to hang ornaments on it

without it folding in half.

I take it you've never had a tree topper

that dragged on the floor?

I actually didn't have
a Christmas tree growing up.

Really?

But I loved to climb trees.

I would find...

I would find the tallest tree,
and I would sit in it for hours,

and I would just stare out
at the Christmas lights.

It was so beautiful,

made me feel like I was a part of it.

And I'd always leave behind
these-these little notes

I had written while I was up there.

Like what?

So, some were wishes,

and some were just little fortunes

I'd hope someone would find.

You know, it's kind of like

how you are with those restaurants.

Like, I felt like if I could
just do something good,

then the rest would fall in place.

Look out!

Oh!

Whoa!

Sorry. Are you okay?

Yeah, we're-we're good. Thanks, guys.

Are you guys even looking?

Uh, yeah

yeah, of course.

No, we're starting with the roots

and then working our way up!

Okay.

- That was a close call.
- Wow.

Danger! Thank you...

- Yeah.
- For saving my life there.

She's really comfortable with you.

It doesn't happen a lot.

Well, she and I have an understanding.

Well, can you let me in on it?

Half the time, I feel clueless.

Charlie was just so connected
with her mom.

When I lost her,

I didn't realize I'd be losing
that part of Charlie, too.

Then maybe this is a chance

to get to know a whole new part of her.

You think?

Look, when you lose someone
that young,

it's hard to find hope
in anything anymore.

I think she just needs a reminder that

she still has
something worth believing in.

What's that?

You.

I found it!

I love it.

It's...

Perfect.

And by that, I mean hideous.

I'm naming him Marvin,

and he's getting all of the big ornaments.

We'll see about that.

Well, let's bag him up.

Ho, ho, ho!

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Hey... I got an idea.

What would you like
for Christmas this year,

little boy?

Achoo!

Okay.

Okay. All right. Coal it is.

Why are we doing this?

Oh, come on, honey.

You don't want to see Santa?

- Santa?
- Yeah.

That guy?

"Doug." His name's on the cup!

Okay, so that guy clearly
isn't the real Santa,

but you know what?

I know he works for the real Santa, so...

- Exactly.
- Couldn't hurt

- for him to know what you want.
- Of course not. No.

Fine.

Oh! Ho, ho, ho, ho.

Have a seat.

Thanks, but I prefer to stand.

Oh! Heh. All right.

And, uh, what's your name, little girl?

It's "young lady."

Okay.

Charlie.

And are you excited about
Christmas this year, Charlie?

Can we cut to the chase, Santa?

Right.

Well, what would you like
for Christmas this year,

Charlie?

There is one thing I want
more than anything,

but I'm afraid it's too much to ask.

I can't make any promises,

but nothing's too big for the sleigh.

Well, okay.

What I really want for Christmas is

world peace.

Oh, and a white rabbit, for magic.

Oh.

Oh, um, ha, well, um...

I-I-I...

I'll have to talk to the elves about that.

Um...

Can I get a candy cane
over here, please?

Oh, Charlie,
what am I going to do with you?

Okay, there's just...
there's got to be an exception.

Okay, here we go.

"Naughty behavior can be
excused under one exception.

Rule 1: There are no exceptions."

Now that's just bad copy writing.

Rules Department.

Hi, this is Isabel Haynes.

I was hoping to get some help
with a really difficult case.

Case name?

Uh, Charlie Duncan.

What seems to be the problem?

Well, it's just complicated.

Charlie's behavior is Naughty,

but there's more to it than that.

I mean, she's lost her mom,

and I think a lot of this

is just a girl acting out her grief.

Um, hello?

Did I lose you?

Hello. Hello?

Ma'am... if the actions you've observed

are objectively Naughty,

you should follow the procedure

stipulated under Rule 5, Section 52...

No, no, no, but that's where
you're not hearing me.

I-It's more complex than that.

She's been through a lot,
and she's really trying,

she's getting better,

and if she lands
on the Naughty List again,

I would just be devastated.

I mean... she would
just be so devastated.

Ma'am, if I may

judgments can become difficult

if you get too close to the subject.

Okay, well, I-I'm gonna have to, like,

file for an extension.

I mean, I've never done that before.

Is there like a button for it or something?

Extensions are reviewed
by the Extensions Committee.

I've emailed you

the extension request packet.

On page 45,

there's a section that says,
"Do Not Complete."

Please complete it...

and a link to submit

your 30-minute video testimonial.

Please refrain from showing emotion

in your testimonial,

or your request
will automatically be denied.

Okay. All right, I think
I got those instructions.

Thank you so much.

Charlie, I don't know
if I have a rule to protect you.

Freddy!

My main type of man. Ha!

I'm not available for conversation.

Ah! I couldn't agree more.

Conversations are the worst.

Uh, yuck.

It's just that I heard a little rumor,

and I couldn't believe my ears.

It said that Isabel requested
an extension on her case,

and if I'm not mistaken

that's never happened before.

This is sounding like a conversation.

No! No.

But, see, Freddy, she's having trouble,

and she asked me if I can help.

Problem is, I can't help
if I can't see the tape.

I can't give you access
to the case footage

unless you're assigned to the case.

Of course! You're right.
What was I thinking?

Yes. Silly man! Heh.

Uh, um, before I go

one more thing.

Do you like

delicious part of ginger?

Huh?

Come on, grumpy friend!

I can see it is changing your mind.

Brava. Mangia.

Kissy-kissy with the gingerbread.

Mm.

Buongiorno, Inspector Cinquantuno.

Buongiorno.

Okay. Si. Andiamo.

Well, well, well.

What do we have here?

Does Isabel have un segreto?

So I was preparing the invites
for the reopening this morning,

and we are exactly where we need to be.

We just need to settle on our name.

I still don't get why

we just can't call it "Pizza Shop."

Come on, Jimbo.

That's like naming your dog "Dog."

Technically, it works

until you take it to the park.

Look, I know this is a difficult step,

so I went ahead and I prepared

a direction for you, all right?

Introducing...

Sips and Slices.

You pick a pizza,

we pair it with a bottle of wine

from our selection.

What do you think?

Uh, I don't know.

It's a little, uh

frou-frou.

Okay, um...

I thought this was the direction
we wanted to go in.

It elevates the pizza experience

so that customers can finally appreciate

your complex flavor profile.

Nah, it's frou-frou.

Charlie? Hey.

You want to give us
your thoughts on something?

Yeah.

What do you think about
this look for the restaurant?

Mm...

It's too fancy.

Thank you!

Really?

You don't think
it hits a cultural sweet spot?

I don't know what that is,

but when I have pizza,
I just want to have fun.

I like her!

Okay.

All right, all right.

Let's start over.

So.

What else should it be?

It shouldn't be a stuffy place
just for grown-ups.

It should be a place kids can go, too.

Okay. Wh-What, uh

what makes it kid-friendly?

Ooh! Ooh, ooh. Remember Lucia's?

Where we could, like,
draw on the tablecloths

and there was, like, the music and stuff?

And the waiters would come out
and sing "La Bamba."

Yeah! And remember,
when we made pizza at home,

Mom would always save us
some of the dough,

and we made little pizza people?

I forgot she used to do that.

I-I used to make a dessert back in school

it was like a pizza sundae,

where you could pick your toppings.

I want one of those!

I might have some waffle-cone stuff

out in the back.

Come on!

Come on, Dad!

Oh! Okay! All right.

See you later.

Uh...

Look, this is only gonna end one way.

Oh.

Oh, no.

Come on, Charlie!

Come on.

Charlie, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

Can I help you, ice cream lady?

She's not an ice cream lady, Wanda.

She's my dad's girlfriend.

She's a spy,

and not a very good one.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I-I was just, you know,
in the neighborhood.

Seems to happen a lot.

I-I just... I heard screaming.

Oh! That would be me!

Got a bit excited.

Charlie hid my $20 bill
in my back pocket.

Wow, in your pocket!

Right, uh...

I'm-I'm so sorry.

I-I just... I-I'm gonna,
you know, I'm gonna go.

You should stay!

Hmm?

We were just about to start
on ornaments.

Oh.

I love ornaments.

I think it was "lunkhead,"
or maybe "bozo."

It was definitely bozo.

Oh, bozo's my favorite.

Anyway...

I had lost my patience,

and if I could have climbed
over the pharmacy counter,

I would have,

but it was Christmas,

and also I was practically blind.

Even now, I'm like a bat.

Except for when I roll my eyes.

Then, this lady

stepped out of line

and stormed right up to the front,

and with a calm voice, she said,

"If you don't give her the prescription,

I'll make sure you never work
in this state again."

And she was just petty enough
to do it! Ha.

You never saw a pharmacist
move faster in your life!

Ahh. Tch.

Her mother and I
ran into each other a lot

at that pharmacy

especially toward the end.

Eventually, she found out
I used to be a magician

and asked me to perform
at Charlie's birthday.

Just like that?

Oh, that was Audrey!

She could see people for who they were.

I wasn't just a stranger to her.

No one was.

Needless to say

the party never happened,

but I still showed up,

and Charlie and I spent the day together,

learning every card trick in the book.

That's amazing.

Is that how these magic lessons started?

Actually... that was all Charlie.

When she found out I was living alone,

she insisted on helping out

running errands,

picking up mail,

and my prescriptions.

Got all the good parts of her mama.

I don't know where I'd be without her.

Okay.

Charlie?

Wait. Charlie, Charlie!
No, no. Hey. Hey, Charlie...

You told me you spy to find out
if someone was nice.

Okay, I can explain all of this.

You know, if you didn't like me,

you should've just said so.

Can we just talk

please?

Do you mind if we... can we sit?

I lost my mom too, you know.

When I was seven.

And my dad wasn't around.

I moved a lot.

I know what it's like

to lose faith in people

and feel like nobody believes in you.

I did lie to you.

The day I was at your house,

I didn't work for the power company.

I was there
because I was assigned to you.

What are you talking about?

I work for someone you know,

and someone who is very famous,

and I...

Goodness, this is tricky.

Um.

I work for a company

that outsources

the Naughty-or-Nice List for Santa,

and it's my job to find out who's what.

You're telling me you work for Santa.

Yes. Yep. That's it.

That's who.

I mean, not directly.

I-I don't actually report to him.

So you were lying
about the power company job,

this cookie job,

and you're telling the truth
about working for Santa?

Look, you're skeptical,
I totally understand.

All that stuff
about Santa checking his list

that's just me.

Charlie, I know you're good,

and I just want to make sure
you don't get coal again.

See... that's where you're wrong.

I've never gotten coal for Christmas.

Jason...

I have given this a lot of thought,

but I'm not who you think I am,

and for as much trouble
as this may bring,

I can't keep it up anymore.

I'm an inspector
for the Naughty-or-Nice List.

I understand
you may have some questions,

or.

You might just want
to sit there in silence.

That's... That's fine, I mean,

we could just sit here awkwardly...

- Hey!
- Oh, hi.

- Hi.
- Hi-hi.

Are we talking to someone?

I, um... you look great.

Wow.

Hmm! Well, thank you very much.

It's a... It's a new jacket.

I'm sorry I'm late.

I was dropping Charlie off

at Chuck E. Cheese to a birthday party.

It's so weird.

There's so much construction
around there

over the holidays,

and every year!

Yeah, so weird.

You will never believe
what I found yesterday.

I figured it out.

Figured what out?

Where we met.

You left it behind
when we bumped into each other.

Yeah, about-about that...

Speaking from experience here,

I know we all take our jobs
very seriously,

and sometimes, that means,

you know, shaming people
for minor traffic violations.

Jason...

I was never a parking attendant.

I don't... I don't understand.

Jason, these last few days
have been a whirlwind for me.

Yeah, for me, too.

But I've come to realize...

I'm not being fair to you.

I have to tell you something.

Okay.

This is... This is work. I'm so sorry.

No, of course. Take it. Yeah.

Hey. Heidi, what's up?

Isabel! I hope it's not a bad time,

but... just wanted to find out

how quickly can you get on a plane?

A plane? W-Why?

It's... about Charlie's dad.

Rudolph found out about him.

Oh.

Right. Um, uh

yeah, I'll be... I'll be on the next flight.

I...

Hi.

Hi. Everything okay?

I've got a-a problem with work,
and I-I really have to...

Oh, uh, yeah, no problem.

We can pick this up tomorrow.

This might take a week or so.

Uh, that's

uh, that's Christmas.

I'm sorry. I'm...

I'll let you know as soon as I'm back.

Oh, you-you forgot your coat.

Oh.

Sorry. Thank you. I...

I gotta go.

Yeah.

Inspector 036?

Inspector 036...

Who are you?

Look, I won't tell you what to do,

but you should fire them all immediately.

They need to know
that there are consequences

for abusing their breaks.

There's-There's this old Chinese proverb

about a lion in a table.

I'm not going to bore you
with all the details,

but you do not
want to be the table.

Just do what I do,

and sweeten them
up first before ya... tck!

All right, Grandma.

Gotta go. Love you.

Ohh! Well

if it isn't my favorite inspector.

Can I offer you

some sweets?

I'm okay, thank you.

Well...

I guess it's straight to business, then.

I'm assuming you, uh

know why I called you in?

Yesterday morning, I received a video.

I will not reveal the source,

but it is someone

who I deem extremely trustworthy

and extremely handsome

a chip off the old block, if you will.

Anyhow.

You crossed a line, Isabel.

I don't need to tell

an inspector as decorated as yourself

about the dangers of fraternizing

with the subject's father.

Sir, if I may...

Article 1, Section 1, Rule 40...

You and I both know
that rule was never intended

for picking out a Christmas tree together,

so effective immediately,
you are off the case.

Charlie's characterization
will be finalized as Naughty.

You are to cease all contact

with the girl and her father.

I have new information!

Sir, Charlie isn't Naughty.

Now, can we please

move on to something more pleasant?

Yeah.

Did I ever tell you the story of why...

I started this company?

Yes.

I did?

Yes, you have.

Huh.

Well

then, uh, this next chapter
will make a lot more sense.

Ta-dah!

This is our future, Isabel

the next evolutionary step
in Naughty-or-Nice assessment

one that eliminates all human error,

and embraces scientific certainty.

What...

What is this?

I'm glad you asked.

We have deployed 30 years of data

from all of the children in the world

to build a super-algorithm,

strong enough to determine

who's been Naughty
and who's been Nice

with 99.9% accuracy.

99.9%?

That's basically 100%.

Yeah, with a difference
of two million kids.

The point is

this new formula

will finally bring certainty
to the Naughty-or-Nice List

without the need for inspectors
or number-crunchers

or any human beings at all.

But that's the heart and soul
of his company.

Now you understand

why this promotion is so important.

I'll be making my announcement
after Christmas.

You can't...

You can't do this.

It's wrong, all of it.

What has gotten into you?

I won't stand by while you turn this list

into some sort of
faceless math equation.

I admit,

I crossed a personal line with Charlie,

and I did it knowingly,

but because she needed me,

and the truth is

the truth is, I needed her.

She isn't Naughty, sir.

The things you consider Naughty
are acts of love,

which I don't think you or this algorithm

could possibly understand,

and I only learned that
because I got to know her.

The answer isn't to make
our evaluations less human.

It's...

It's for us to become more human.

Excuse me?

Hmph.

I won't promise

that I will stay away from Charlie.

And, in fact, I, um...

I quit.

All right, boss

what do you think?

Still not straight.

Okay

how about now?

Perfect.

Okay.

Want to do the honors?

Should we call the fire department first?

Okay, let's do it together.

It's so pretty! Right?

I've always loved this tradition.

Me too

except when I started the fire.

That was fun, too. I got ice cream.

What? You got ice cream?

Yeah. Mom would always
take me for ice cream

when she was mad at you...
three scoops!

You got three scoops?

Mm-hmm.

Remember last year,

when I was really scared
that Santa wasn't gonna come

because I was bad,

and then, on Christmas morning,

there were so many presents
from Santa?

Yeah.

What made you think of that?

I don't know. Just

it was different from all the other years.

Santa's handwriting changed,
and I can't figure out why.

Yeah...

Maybe some years he has his elves do it.

That makes sense.

Is Isabel coming to the opening?

Oh, no, honey.

I-I...

She's just, she's so busy
with the power company.

I don't...

I don't think we're gonna
see much of her anymore.

You know she doesn't really work

for the power company, right, Dad?

Wait.

What do you know?

My hat!

Hey, kid!

That's my hat!

I got it!

Thank you. You're a good boy.

Yes!

Okay, that just felt
intentionally deceptive.

Oh! Boy

you... are hard to find!

Heidi?

What...

What are you doing here?

Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you.

Discretion! You know?

You could've just worn glasses.

It's been a week.

I wanted to check in

make sure you weren't
feeling sorry for yourself.

I was just so sure
this was my calling, you know?

And now?

Now I wonder if I didn't
just spend my entire life

making things worse.

I know I did for Jason and Charlie.

Sounds like an identity crisis.

Yeah.

Look. You can ignore my advice, but

no one has ever seen you happier
than when you were with Jason.

Wait, what?

Oh, the office is obsessed
with the Jason tapes,

and when he saves you
from that Christmas tree?

Oh...!

Okay, okay, okay.

So now that your job isn't the problem

what are you still doing here?

Heidi, it's too late for all that.

I destroyed the trust with Jason,

and Charlie.

Charlie needs you.

I don't even know
where to start with that.

Real life, there are no rules.

You get to follow your heart.

I'm sure you still remember
how to do that.

Now this is the part where you realize

you have six hours

to get to Jason's restaurant opening.

Wait, six hours?

Mm-hmm.

What? How... how do you
even know about that?

Oh, Isabel, please.

I'm your assistant.

It's my job to know everything about you.

Plus, I handle your mail.

And what about you?
What are you gonna do?

They offered me Giuseppe's desk,

but I don't know...

I think I prefer to live in a world

that assumes everyone's nice

you know?

Thanks for being my friend.

You really should get going.

- All right.
- Like, right now.

- Okay.
- Now! Go on!

Good boy.

Jimbo, I got another pizza person!

Amazing!

In you go!

Well, Jimbo

what do you think?

Uh, not much with words,

but if I had to pick one,

I'd say

"thank you."

I'm just glad I can make things right.

You sure did.

Dad, quick!

A customer's complaining
that the ice cubes are too thin.

What? They're the perfect ratio!

Don't mess this up.

So I hear you have an issue with my ice.

I think we've been Parent Trapped.

We'll have time for questions later,

but first, appetizers?

Sure. What do you have?

Well, my personal favorite
would be the ice cream pizza.

It's technically a dessert,
but I know the chef.

Yeah, it's-it's good.

Well, then, that's what we'll do.

Okay. Jimbo!

That's one Sugar Frisbee for table 18.

Coming right up!

Not surprised
she's running the place.

Oh, she's been in charge the whole time.

I'm

really glad you're here.

I came to apologize.

I know I have a lot to explain.

Actually...

Charlie took care of that.

Oh?

And as a matter of fact,

I have something I need to tell you.

After

everything with her mom.

Charlie was, uh, was acting out.

You know, it was just, um, it was

it was all so much, you know?

Anyway, that Christmas morning,
I, um...

I couldn't sleep,
so I went downstairs early,

and.

I couldn't believe it

underneath the tree,
there was a lump of coal.

I didn't know what to do,
so I, uh, I repurposed gifts

hoping she wouldn't realize

that Santa thought
that she was Naughty.

Oh, Jason...

She's a good kid, Isabel.

I know.

Of course I know.

Nothing can prepare you
for growing up without a mom.

It's

lonely,

and it's messy,

and they don't have any way
to account for that.

"They"?

The company that makes the list

the whole formula,

it's just broken, and.

Charlie's gonna land
on the Naughty List again.

Oh...

All this time,

I thought I was helping

by watching these moments

that would otherwise slip
through the cracks, but

these kids didn't need observing.

They needed understanding.

I thought I was making a difference.

You are making a difference.

Well, I'm definitely not
anymore, because I...

I quit.

I see we're making progress.

Your appetizer.

Oh... yum!

Wow, that looks great. So yummy.

Questions?

Yeah, I do have one.

Was Heidi in on this?

You're not the only one

that can talk to the Eyes of the World.

Very impressive!

Well, what are you gonna do now?

You know what?

I think maybe it's time
I take this into my own hands.

If they're not gonna fix the Naughty List,

then I'm gonna take this thing
straight to the top.

"The top"?

You mean...

The North Pole?

Yes.

Although, Santa doesn't always
work out of the North Pole.

I think there's an address
on my exit letter here

his headquarters.

Let's see, let's see.

Yes, he's located in...

Delaware?

What's he doing there?

I don't know, but I'm gonna find out.

If I leave right now, I think
I can make it before Christmas.

We can't let you do that

at least not by yourself.

All right, let's go!

Wait, wait, wait, the check!

Wow!

Hi. We are here to see Mr. Kringle.

Do you have an appointment?

This is more of a spur-of-the-moment,

- adrenaline-charged kind of deal.
- Yeah.

Name, please?

Isabel Haynes.

Yeah, there's an "Isabel Haynes" here?

Go on up.

Top of the stairs to the right.

You can't miss it.

Thank you.

- Did you see Donner?
- Yeah, I saw.

I can't believe we're gonna meet Santa!

What's he like?

I don't know. I've never met him.

I bet he shimmers like a hologram.

I bet you he flies,
and it's not just his sleigh.

Uh, excuse me?

You're not

Santa?

No!

Well, maybe someday!

No, I don't have the mind
for it, you know?

I'm Doug!

I'm his secretary.

Yeah, I-I gather up
all the wishes, you know,

and then, you know,
make sure they get to the big...

Oh!

It's you.

Relax. I'm not here to collect.

I like to think I've grown up
a lot since then.

Hmm.

We're here to see Santa, Doug.

Oh, of course.

Yeah, you're in luck,
but you'd better hurry

because he's about to leave
to start delivering.

Right this way.

Well, hello, Isabel!

You know me?

Ho, ho, ho!

Of course I do.

Santa?

Well, you can call me Kris,

or, uh, Santa's fine.

Cocoa?

So, uh, what did you think...

I'd be, uh, glimmering, like a hologram?

Yeah, kind of.

I cannot tell you my delight

to hear that Isabel Haynes
just so happened

to be paying me a visit.

Why is that?

Well, you might say
I've been expecting you.

Are these my wishes I left as a child?

The ones that came true.

"I wish

that she didn't have to eat lunch alone."

Lainey. December 23rd, 1995.

"I wish he didn't
always have to be so brave."

Marcus. June 22nd, 2003.

"I wish

that she could believe in Santa again."

What?

Never stop believing, Isabel.

Thank you, Santa.

Now, if you excuse me,
I really do need to be going.

That first time zone is a doozy!

Santa, we actually came to talk to you.

Oh, of course.

I'm an inspector
for the Naughty-or-Nice Group,

or at least I was until last week,

when I discovered a problem.

Problem?

Yes, I was assigned to Charlie here,

and our algorithm
determined her to be Naughty,

but I can assure you, Santa, she's not.

The formula is wrong?

No, but the formula is the problem.

See, you've outsourced the List

to a company

that's completely lost sight
of the meaning.

Well, let's settle this right now, shall we?

Mr. Kringle?

I'm right in the middle
of my year-end review.

Rudolph, I hate to interrupt.

I was wondering if
I could grab you for a minute.

Well, actually, it is year-end
and I am super busy.

Whoa.

I didn't know he could do that.

I didn't know he could do that!

I love doing that.

Um, thank you for your time.

I was just speaking
with your former associate,

who's concerned
that your flawed formula

has found Charlie here to be Naughty.

Flawed?

There's nothing wrong with the formula,

and

if the little girl wants to land
on the Nice List,

I suggest she try being nice.

Take it from me, little girl

coal... builds... character.

You didn't mean that.

Excuse me?

- May I?
- Oh, uh, please.

You don't think coal's good?

You just did... a magic trick.

What are you talking about, Charlie?

Well

when I want to hide a trick,
all I gotta do is

make you look in the wrong direction.

That way, I distract you from the trick.

It's misdirection.

You hate coal.

I could see it in your face.

I'm on keto... and this is absurd!

Who are gonna believe?
Me, or this Naughty little girl?

Well, I'm beginning
to wonder that myself.

Santa, if I may...

I have observed kids
in all corners of the world,

kids who fight and scream,
kids who break rules,

kids who throw tantrums.

Our mistake was never the formula.

Our mistake was
assuming that any child

could be Naughty in the first place.

Any child?

Adults make the rules.

Adults label "right" and "wrong",

"good" and "bad", "Naughty" or "Nice".

Kids don't operate that way.

It's not always that simple, you know?

They're just finding their way
through the world, and it-it

well, the world

can be a really confusing place
sometimes.

We need to

to guide them, not judge them.

Santa, I'm afraid,
by labeling kids "Naughty,"

we're not incentivizing them to be Nice.

Instead, we're creating mean adults.

I've heard enough.

Rudolph?

- Mm-hmm?
- I think it's time

we went in a different direction.

Sir! Don't be hasty.

Especially, uh, uh...

Merry Christmas.

Well... tsk.

It looks like we've outgrown
the Naughty List.

Of course, that'll mean a few extra stops,

but, moving forward...

I could certainly use some help
running the new operation.

What do you say?

I-I feel like I need
to discuss this with them.

- Are you kidding?
- Oh, you gotta take it!

- Take it!
- Yes, take it.

Taking it. I'm taking it. I'm taking it.

And not to worry,

Miss Kringle is a strong
supporter of working remotely.

How do you think
we ended up in Delaware?

Isabel

thank you,

so much.

Now... I really need to be going.

I need to be over
the Pacific Ocean in 15 minutes.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Santa.

Merry Christmas, Santa.

Merry Christmas, Santa.

Mm.

I knew it! I told you he could fly.

Uh, fly?

He was definitely a hologram.

- Did you see the shimmering?
- Yes.

That night,

we changed Christmas forever.

The supposedly Naughty kids

like Teddy and Eddie

got their Christmas gifts after all.

Never again would a child
receive coal in their stocking.

And in the spirit of lists,

we decided to create a brand-new one

the Makeup List

to bring overdue gifts

to the grownups
that had never received them.

For my next holiday magic trick,

be prepared to be wowed.

Abracadabra?

Abracadabra!

It's Giuseppe!

Babbo Natale.

I really am a good boy.

I'm a good boy!

I can't wait to make him disappear.

Well, make sure he comes back.

It's so cute.

So...

I'm guessing,
with everything that's happened,

this is gonna be your last
Christmas off for a while.

You know what? It's actually my first.

Well, then, what do you want to do?

Glad you asked.

I made a list.

Oh, yeah, you sure did.

Okay, so I want
to drink eggnog by the fire.

I want to go caroling.

I want to have a very
big Christmas dinner.

Wait. You're missing something here.

Huh.

Interesting.

Ah...

We don't need mistletoe for that.

As for me,

well, I guess you could say

I finally figured out

the true meaning of the whole thing.