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♪

♪ We're gonna gather all the kids ♪

♪ And tell 'em Santa Claus is coming today ♪

♪ In a cool dune buggy instead of reindeer and a sleigh ♪

♪ And he'll be heading to the beach for a hullabaloo ♪

♪ 'Cause it's Christmas in Malibu ♪

♪ So, deck all the palm trees with a bright red bow ♪

♪ The coconuts will be our mistletoe ♪

[Laughing]

That's it. Sid, believe me.

You don't need big money to make a movie with a big heart.

Yeah.

Good.

At Finkelstein Films, we like tomake the world you want to see.

Yes, it does say that on my card.

Umm...

You know what, Sid? I'm going tohave to call you back. Thanks.

Ira J. Finkelstein!

Ta-da!

[Stereo turning off]

You know,

we didn't havea whole lot of ornaments.

So, I did like you said and used my imagination:

low-budget magic.

Make the world you want to see.Huh?

Wow, never say die, kid.

Now, take that shrub

back where it belongs before your mother gets home.

What? This is not a shrub.

It's the FinkelsteinChristmas tree.

Ira, Finkelstein's do not have Christmas trees.

Why not?

You know why.

WOMAN: My God, look at this place!

What have you two been up to?Honey, I--

Do you two have any idea who's about to arrive

for a first meeting

with Rosie Finkelstein, event planner?

Santa Claus?

Hey, don't upset your mother.

Sorry.

Jennifer Cameo.

From Desperate Jane?

The one and only.

A star is coming to my house?

Well, sort of.

Well, you know who she is.

She just hired me to plan her Christmas party.

"Christmas party"?

Rosie, she's a name. She's a name!

She's a name! Oh, ho, ho!

Ira, this is the break we've been waiting for.

We are going to attach her to Daddy's Christmas picture.

The Reindeer From Planet Nineis saved.

Hey, Steve Spielberg, why don't you attach yourself

to the vacuum cleaner and clean up this mess?

Okay.Right.

Okay?

♪

[Doorbell ringing]

Jennifer Cameo, I presume. I love you on Desperate Jane.

You look even younger in person.

He's a player, huh?

Oh.

The problem with my last party is that

it just wasn't shiny enough.

I need at least 50% more sparkle.

Nothing says "Christmas"like sparkle.

Nothing says "Christmas"like snow.

Ira, cheese tray.

Maybe you could havesnow that sparkles.

Oh.

Write that down.

I'm going to see snow for thefirst time. I'm going to Aspen.

There's snow there and lights and hot chocolate.

It's going to be the Christmas of my dreams.

[Barking]

Oh, Pookie.

Pookie likes the cheese.

Don't you, Pookie?You're just a pookie-wookie.

[Growling]

Oh, so cute.

Don't you, Pookie?

Pookie-wookie.

Ira gets nervous around dogs.

It's okay, Ira. Pookie won't hurt you.

Give him the brie.

Ira, it's okay. Go ahead.

It's okay.

[Barking]

Come on.

Ah!

Ira!

Excuse me.

[Nervous chuckling]

Kids.

You know, Jennifer,

if you like snow,

then you would love to be on theset of my new Christmas movie,

the Reindeer From Planet Nine.

Are you a director?

Writer, director, producer.

Hmm.

You know, I do it all.

And as it happens,

I am still looking

for my female lead.

A Christmas picture?

I'd be perfect.

Yeah?

Move over, Rudolph.

Who?

It's not important.

Ira, honey, it's just a little dog.

I know.But dogs like to bite me.

One dog three years ago.

I had stitches.I got a scar for life.

I know but you got to get over it.

Dogs know when someone's afraid them.

They can smell your fear.

You have to show him who's boss.Watch.

Pookie, sit.

Now stay.

There we go. Hmm?

See? Come on.

[Laughing]

We're going to make a movie!

Going to make a movie! Hey!

You and I making a movie!

[Laughing]

We're going to make a movie,yes, a Christmas picture.

Oh, yes, we are!Oh, yes, we are!

Yes, we are! I love your coat! Oh, you are so cute!

Congratulations.When do you start?

The 23rd, we're going to shoot right through Christmas.

Oh, yes, we are.

Wait. What? No, you can't do that. We'll be in Aspen.

Won't we?

Umm, Ira, buddy--

No, we're going to Aspen to see real snow,

no stupid movie fake snow. No.

You're not cancelling my Christmas.

Ira!

Buddy?

We're going to make a movie, okay, sweetheart?

Ooh, yes, we are.

Ira, Ira.

We're closed for the holidays.

Let me explain.

Ira?

Ira, sweetheart, listen to your father.

Go ahead.

Ira? Ira?

Ira?

Ira, put down the violin.

Thank you.

I'm listening.

Good.

Ira, you know how important Daddy's business is,

and Mommy's too.

This is our big break.

Hey, we can go to Aspen next year.

In fact, if this goes good,

we can go to Aspen every year. We can go wherever you want.

You're a good son, Ira.

And I know that you're going tounderstand and forgive,

for the family, mishpocha.

Okay.

Now you listen.

Christmas is supposed to beabout family, mishpocha,

and everyone being happy.

Now, I've seen a lotof Christmas movies.

And I know whatI'm talking about.

And I'm not happy.

Do you see this? This is unhealthy.

Max--

No, he's obsessed with the Christmas.

The whole world is obsessed with Christmas.

I'm just the only one who doesn't get any.

You,

you get to plana Christmas party.

And you, you get to make a Christmas movie

with Santa Claus and reindeer.

But that's business.

What about family? Mishpocha?

What about me?

This is all I want.

I want you to gotell Desperate Jane

you'll see her at New Year's

and take me to Aspen like you promised,

with the evergreens,

and the hot chocolate,

and the snow.

[Sighing]

MAN ON P.A.: All passengers are reminded that--

Ira, stop sulking.I know it's not Aspen.

But it's not every kidthat gets to go to Florida

for the holidays,or the Christmas.

Yeah, but Florida's the opposite of Christmas.

Honey, they have beautiful beaches.

Nice condos.

And warm sand you can wiggle your toe--

Hey!

Ira! Ira!

Will you stop that kid?

Excuse me. Sorry.

Ira, hey.

Thank you.

What has gotten into you?

Look at you. You could have broken your glasses.

I want to stay with you guys. That's the Christmas spirit.

Enough withthe Christmas spirit.

Did you remember to bringyour spare pair of glasses?

No.

You're lucky your mother adores you.

Then why are yousending me away?

Ira, honey.

Read my lips because maybeyou didn't hear me so good

the first ten times.

Your father and I are going to be

working around the clock all week.

And we can't leave you alone.

And your grandparents arereally excited to see you.

It's been years.

So, stop sulking, honey.

Yeah, and we'll go anywhereyou want to go next year.

"Next year".

♪ Deck the halls and trim the tree ♪

♪ Drape the tinsel festively

♪ Make the world you want to see ♪

♪ Ira

♪ Ira

♪ Gingerbread tastes good, it's true ♪

♪ Candy canes

♪ Take one

♪ Take two

♪ Fresh hot chocolate just for you ♪

♪ Ira

♪ Ira, Ira

Ira? Ira? Ira?

Time to wake up.

You don't want to miss your connecting flight

and get stuck in Chicago. Believe me.

MAN ON P.A.: Hello from the flight deck.

We've begun our descent into

Chicago O'Hare International Airport

where the temperature on the ground is 28° and snowing.

"Snow"?

♪ I just can't do

♪ Without Christmas

I thought you said you weregetting the heater fixed.

I did get it fixed.

It broke again.

I'm sorry, Mikey.

It'll be fixed by the time you get back.

I promise.

Is it warmer inWashington state, at least?

Nope.

Great.

Don't be that way, honey.

You're going to have a good time with your cousins.

I don't care about them. I wantto spend Christmas with you.

I'll make it up to you, Mikey,

next year, I promise,

when I have some seniority.

I don't even know what that is.

It means I'm low woman on the totem pole.

Maybe you just want tohave Christmas with Rod.

Nah. You're my special guy.

You know that.

Is that why I'm going to Washington?

Sorry.

♪ My holiday dreams will come true ♪

It's only a week.

It's going to be an adventure.

Let's go, hon. You don't want tomiss your flight.

But you said it was delayed.

Can't we go outside and play in the snow for a little bit?

Sorry, that's not how it works.Come on now.

We have a niceindoor play area. Hmm?

You stay put now.I'll be right back.

Here?

You too, huh?

Excuse me?

Getting the shaft at Christmas.

So, where they shipping you off to?

Stupid Florida.

Lucky you: sunshine and beaches.

What about you?

Stupid Christmastown.

"Christmastown"?

Where's that?

Some town in Washington state,

supposed to be all Christmasy and lit up

and decorated with a bunch of stupid snow.

I just want to stay home with my mom.

I wish I could goto Christmastown.

I've seen everyChristmas movie ever made.

But I've never evenplayed in the snow.

Really? Where do you live?

Hollywood.

Does your dad make movies?

He tries.

Are your parents divorced?

No.

Mine are. You're lucky.

Plus, I'm pretty sure we're poor.

My mom's a waitress.

Mine plans parties.

I bet she gets you really good Christmas presents.

We celebrate Hanukkah instead.

Do you get presents for it?

Eight days' worth.

Dude, you have an incredible life.

Yeah, but you're the one who gets to go to Christmastown.

Like, who lives there? Your dad?

I'm actually going to visit my cousins.

But I haven't seen them in, like, five years.

So, my mom had to give me this picture

so that I could recognize them.

What kind ofa Christmas is that?

A white one.

Are you going toplay in the snow?

I guess. I'd rather go someplace warm though.

My mom says there's this main street that gets all lit up.

Kids sled on it and there's a Santa's workshop

and reindeer and hot chocolate.

♪ Christmastown is full of cheer ♪

♪ Snow is guaranteed each year

♪ Wishes are new each year

♪ Dude

♪ Dude

Dude? Dude?

[Whistling]

My name is Ira. Ira Finkelstein.

"Finkelstein"? That's funny. I'm Mikey Amato.

Mikey,

this is going to bethe Christmas of our dreams.

Uh-oh, quick. Put this on.

Hey! Give me my hat!

She's coming.

There's no time to explain.You have to trust me, Mikey.

Now, give me your coat.

[Laughing]

Hey, stop tickling me.

Here. Put on my coat.

Quick, put it on.

I got it.

Trade me.

Sit right here.

Hey, you kind of look like me,except for those glasses.

MIKEY:I can't see.

MAN: All right, come on.

It sure was nice meeting you, Ira Finkelstein.

Hope you have a great time

on the warm, sunny beaches of Florida.

I bet your grandparents will be so happy to see you.

They haven't seen you in years.

They probably won't even recognize you.

Glad I at least have this photo of my cousins.

Time's up.

Hey, Ira.

Punch in your cell phone number so we can talk over vacation.

No, I think it's time to go.

Oh, let 'em. It's cute.

Always nice to make new friends.

[Phone ringing]

Hello?

Merry Christmas, Ira. Now you have my phone number too.

You said it, Mikey.

All right, let's go.

Hey, Ira.

Happy Hanukkah.

Merry Christmas, Mikey.

I usually say "Happy holidays".It's easier.

Oh, excuse me, ma'am.

Everything okay?

Everything's great.

♪

Mikey, it's me, Ira. Where are you?

In Florida. Tell me what to do.

Don't panic.

Your grandparents will meet youat the baggage claim.

Sam will definitely be wearing a hat.

Ruth will be carrying some food.

Over and out.

♪

Uh-oh.

What's the matter?

Grandpa!

Ira, is it you?

Oh, it's been too long!

Ira, bubala!

Welcome to Florida, Ira.

He's grown!

Ira, look at you. You're a man now.

Here, have a knish.

Thanks, Grandma.

I'll take two.

Oh, what an appetite,and no more glasses.

I see great.

Must be the tropical air?

Must be.

I could eat you up!

Where's Mikey?

He's probably going to be thelast one off the plane, honey.

Hi, Aunt Libby. Hi, cousins.

Mikey?

Oh, here's my I.D.

Uhh, sorry the flightwas delayed. Where's Uncle Walt?

In the bar. Where else?

Hey, Mikey.

Hey.

Hello, Mikey.

We're so glad you could comestay with us for Christmas.

She has to say that.

Jessica, enough.

Hi-ya!

Hi-ya! Karate Don action!

Let's hit the road.

Let's do it.

Come on, boys.

Let's go.

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way ♪

This is so beautiful.

It's right out of the movies.

Thanks, nephew.We aim to please.

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh ♪

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

LIBBY: Be careful. It's icy.

WALT:I'm fine.

KYLE:Karate Don action!

JESSICA: Quit it, Kyle.

Way to drive like a dork, Dad.

LIBBY: Jessica!

WALT:Talk to me after you've beendriving for 20 years.

♪ Sleigh

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Angels we have heard on high

♪ Sweetly singing o'er

Did Spike call?

How would I know?

Mommy, I'm hungry! I'm hungry!

I know, I know, cheese pizza,your favourite.

Let's go, Mikey, come on.

He's probably in the car.

Yes! Karate Don!

Let's make snow angels!

Yeah, looks like fun. Let's all make snow angels.

Walt?

What?

A little help, please.

♪ Glorious snow, snow

Mikey, it's freezing. Time to eat.

♪ Glorious snow

Got to put your back into it, kid.

Come see the tree.

What do you think?

Are you kidding? It's the best Christmas tree I've ever seen.

Really?

That's great. We haven't hadthe greatest year.

I'm hoping the perfect Christmas

will make things better.

Look. I made you an ornament.

Oh.

You're even wearingthe same hat and coat.

But I didn't knowyou had glasses.

Oh, they're, umm... They're new.

LIBBY: Dinner!

You can sit right there.

Okay.

Shall I light the candles?

Sure.

Hey, umm, Aunt Libby, after dinner,

can we go sledding?

Uhh, just a sec, Mikey.

Jessica!

Dinner!

Look. It's spinning.

I'm going out so...

No, you're not. You're working on your college applications.

It's Christmas vacation. And besides, why bother?

It's not like we're going to have the money

to send me anywhere good.

I don't see you with a job.

Like father, like daughter.

Sorry, Mikey.It's too late for sledding.

But we've got a great day planned for you tomorrow.

We're going to the Christmastown parade!

Jessica's going to take you.

Uhh, no, I have plans,

with Spike.

I want you and Dad to take us.

I work all day, Clare.

Dad?

Daddy's got a full day tomorrow,honey.

I got to keep getting my faceout there, keep making contacts.

On the racquetball court?

That's the way it works.

But I don't want Jessica to take us.

Well, deal with it

because that's the only way you're going.

[Sighing]

Nobody even cares about what I want.

I'm sick of being the family slave.

It's not my fault Dad's a failure.

LIBBY:Jessica Elizabeth Wilson!

Are you going to let her get away with that?

Jessica?

Bow to me! I'm Karate Don!

Hi-ya!

Ow.

[Sighing]

Oh, such naches, what a boichika,

what a grandson.

I'm happy already.Why do I need to dance?

Oh, come on. Don't you want to dance?

SAM: What a grandson.

All the way across the country,our Ira flew all by himself.

Such a mensch, what a mensch.

Well, you should see my grandson.

He flew all the way to Israel.

Oh, that's nothing.

My little Susan, only four years old,

got lost in a grocery store

and found her way home,

over three miles away,through five busy intersections.

I could do it.Ira, Ira?

Ira, Ira, would you like your first Hanukkah present?

A present for me?

Why wait?

Wow, gold.

It's gelt, honey.

It's chocolate. Don't eat the wrapper.

Oh, even better!

Don't be a chazer.

Look, he eats!

He knows what to do with it.

[Cheering]

[Laughing]

[Knocking]

Can I come in?

Sure.

I just wanted to say good night.

Good night.

Mikey?

Yeah?

When your parents got divorced,

did you knowit was going to happen?

Were they fighting a lot?

Oh.

Umm...

I don't really remember.

My parents neverused to fight.

I can't believe I thoughtsome dumb Christmas tree

would make things better.

Maybe it will.

[Chuckling]

Thanks.

I'll see you in the morning.

See you in the morning.

Ladies and gentlemen, Jennifer Cameo!

Here's something you didn't know. Rudolph was a girl.

[Laughing]

Max, darling,

why would I stay

with an unemployed fat man

who leaves meevery Christmas Eve

and goes off tosee the world without me?

What's my motivation?

Well, you're Mrs. Claus, Edna, so...

But you love him. It's Christmas.

We were thinking there could be a subplot.

But Louis, we're on a budget.

Max, darling, this is art.

Yes.

What if I'm not just an elf?

Pitch him, Louis.

What if I'm a secret agent hiredby evil galactic forces

to infiltrate the workshop?

I get close to Mrs. Claus and dump her

after she spillsSanta's secrets.

Spurned, I take revenge,

by sabotaging his Elfmobile.

And I blow up.

Then I sing my big number.

That could work. You know, we could--

[Phone ringing]

Excuse me.

Ira, is that you?

Speak up, Ira.

You told me to call and say good night.

You're a good boy. I wish you were at the party.

There is so much sparkle.

That's great.

Listen, we'll call you tomorrow, okay?

I love you. Sweet dreams.

[Dial tone humming]

I love you too.

♪ Hanukkah, Hanukkah

♪ A Yontiff a sheiner, a lustiker ♪

Watermelon, watermelon...

♪ Alle nacht in dreydlech shpiln mir ♪

Cheby, cheby, cheby, show, show...

♪

♪ Un tantzen freylech in kohn

♪ Zol yeder bazunder bazingen dem vunder ♪

♪ Un tantzen

♪ Larry, Curly and Moe

[Cheering]

That's no Finkelstein.

Oh, what's the matter with you?I hardly know the words.

You hardly know your name.

He could be a little rabbi.

♪

MAN ON RADIO: That's right, folks. Don't miss it.

Marching right down Main Street at 11:00 this morning,

it's the annual Christmastown parade.

[Door opening]

Jessica! Jessica!We're going to miss the parade!

It starts in ten minutes.

What are you doing in my room?

The parade's going to start. Come on.

Good.

You're supposed to take me and Mikey to Christmastown.

Mom promised.

Now you know what a promise from Mom is worth.

Don't you want to go?

No.

Why would I want to watch some dumb parade

and see a bunch of stuff I don't have any money to buy?

I have some money.

Please.

No, I do.

It's my vacation money,

$30.

Are you bribing her?

Yes.

Hand it over.

No. She has no scruples, Mikey.

Don't give her a cent till we see the whites

of those reindeers' eyes.

You're a brat.

Get dressed.

Yes!Woo!

♪

[Cheering]

♪

I can't see.

Come on, this way.

♪

[Laughing]

ANNOUNCER: Well, here he comes, the old man in red.

Ladies and gentlemen, Santa Claus.

[Cheering]

What do you think?

Fantastic!

That'll be $30, sucker.

Meet me at the lamppost at 6:00.See you, losers.

Well, that's it, folks.

And now, the wonders of Christmastown await you.

Don't forget to visit all of our great stores.

What should we do now?

I don't know. I gave Jessica all my money.

Santa's Workshop,

Kringle Korner, Gingerbread Palace:

Do yourself a favour, folks,

'cause Christmas comes but once a year.

Of course, I do have a credit card.

But I'm only supposed to use it in an emergency.

Oh, but this is an emergency.

When will I ever, ever get to do this again?

Christmastown is ours!

[Cheering]

I love it.

Let's get it.

♪ Take the town, it waits for you ♪

♪ All the things you long to do ♪

♪ Now your Christmas dreams come true ♪

♪ Ira, Ira

♪ Feel the rush of frosty air

♪ Shake the snowflakes

♪ From your hair

♪ So much Christmas joy to share ♪

♪ Ira

♪ Ira

I'm the evil emperor Torg. I will destroy you, Karate Don.

Sworn enemy of all that is good,I will fight you.

[Grunting]

♪

I love that little menorah.

I celebrate Kwanza myself.

I like your store.

Community and culture,

that's what it's all about,right?

Something for everyone?

There you go.

Happy Hanukkah.

And merry Christmas and happy Kwanza

and happy holidays.

You too, Ira.

"Ira"?

Who's Ira?

Oh, it's the name on the creditcard, my dad's name.

Your dad is Uncle Steve.

Right, Steve is actuallymy dad's middle name.

His first name is Ira.Did you not know that?

Weird.

Can we go get hot chocolate, Mikey?

You bet.

Mikey rules!

Christmastown rules.And we rule Christmastown.

Hi-ya!

♪

[Laughing]

Who's that?

That's Jack the jerk.

Sworn enemy of all that is good.

Mikey, let's get out of here.

Look at the Christmas wuss.

Leave my cousin alone. He's just visiting.

Dork.

"Visiting", huh?

[Growling]

How do you like Christmastown?

It's great.

Great if you're a spoiled little Christmas wuss.

Don't you know Christmas is for everyone?

I think so too.

Then I bet you won't mind makingan end-of-the-year donation

to an underprivileged child.

Yeah.

No, no. I don't have any money.

He gave it all to my sister.

You better have something good in that bag.

No! That's mine!

Shut up!

What am I supposed to do with this stupid thing?

[Laughing]

Only wusses have gingerbread houses.

[Grunting]

I worked really hard on that.

Then you're even dumber than you look.

You better not pout.

You better not cry.

Yeah!

Nice!

Stay out of Christmastown, or next time,

I'll break more than your gingerbread. You understand?

[Growling]

Answer me, four eyes!

Yes, I understand!

What's the matter?

You don't like dogs?

Please, don't sic him on me.

I'll give you anything.

It's okay, Mikey. Calm down.

Is the dog going to kill Mikey?

No, this is a nice dog.That's why I named him "Killer".

Don't kill me, Killer!

You want a race? Let's race!

Run, Christmas boy. Hope you make it to the North Pole.

Go get him. I said "Get him!"

[Barking]

[Laughing]

Ah!

[Barking]

Ah!

[Barking]

♪

[Panting]

♪

[Barking]

[Growling]

[Growling]

[Panting]

This is so much fun.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Wait till we start to find stuff.

[Phone ringing]

Hello?

Mikey, it's me, Ira.

Who?

Pay dirt! Pay dirt!

Ira, Ira Finkelstein.

I'm sorry.You must have the wrong number.

I'm Ira Finkelstein.

Best grandson in the world.

What?

I'm sorry. I have to go now.

Me and grandpa arehunting for treasure.

And we just foundanother quarter!

Goodbye, shmendrik.

See you, Mikey.

Come on, Ira.

No, Mikey, I want to trade back!

[Coughing]

Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness?

Speak up, space creature!

Or have you lost your wits in the storm?

Who are you?

Who's your favouritereindeer now?

You are. And you're smoking.

Jennifer...

Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness?

Speak up, space creature.

Or have you lost your witsin the storm?

Who are you?

Who are you?

You know what, this is really pretty good.

It's got that winter fresh kind of... Oh, okay.

Sorry. Okay.

Umm... Ah, line.

Okay.

"I'm the reindeer from Planet Nine."

"Nine", right.

"Move over, Blitzen, 'cause this woman driver's

going to drive your sleigh tonight."

Got it.Got it?

No problem.

Great.Copy that.

All right, one more time from the top, everybody.

Here we go, making movies.

Quiet on the set, please.

I feel it on this one.

Edna, Louis, you're doing great.

Thank you, Max. Thank you, Max.Thank you.

Okay, slate in.

[Slate clapping]

All right, it's sparkly.There's candy canes everywhere.

You're a reindeer. Be the reindeer.

And action!

[Coughing]

Who is this that cometh out of the wilderness?

Speak up, space creature!

Or have you lost your witsin the storm?

Who are you?

I am the eighth reindeer.

So, move over, Pixie, because this sleigh's

going to drive your blitzed-out woman home tonight.

Perfect. Cut.

Moving on. Great job.

Max, it's Ira.

Hey, Ira, honey. How are you?

That's a long story.

We miss you, sweetie.

I miss you too, Mom,

a lot.

Rosie? Bring the Pookie.

Coming, Jennifer.

Mom, I have to tell you something.

Honey, I'm going to pass youover to your father.

I'll talk to you soon.I love you.

It's Ira.

Ira, I just talked to your grandfather.

You did?

Yeah, he called me this morning.

Now, I know you weren't crazy about going to Florida.

But your grandfather says you'returning into quite a man.

They can't get enough of you.

You got rave reviews, buddy.

Oh.

[Crying]

What's wrong, pal?

Nothing. What could be wrong?

Well, it takes a grown-up kid to turn disappointment

into happiness.

I'm proud of you. "A" for effort.

Max! Max!

Yeah, I got to go. We'll talk tonight.

I love you.

Was I great?Amazing.

Try this.

Mmm, yeah, delicious.

Okay, uhh, can I have a glass ofwater, please? Let's move.

♪

Ah!

Ow.

Santa?

You were expecting?

You look like you had a rough day.

Who you hiding from?

Oh, this bully, Jack the jerk.I'm banished from Christmastown.

Impossible.

Our people have contributed to Christmas for years.

"Our people"?

Murray Lefkowitz at your service.

A Jewish Santa?

Who else would work on Christmas? And you are?

Ira, Ira Finkelstein.

Don't tell anyone.I'm incognito.

Ooh. Ira, you know the song "White Christmas"?

Of course. I love that movie.

A Christmas classic, yes,

written by a Jewish writer, directed by a Jewish director,

and the songs courtesy of the great Irving Berlin,

also a member of the tribe.

No way.

"Let it Snow! Let it Snow!",

written by Sammy Cahn and Jule Styne,

Jew one and Jew two.

"Silver Bells", "Winter Wonderland",

"Chestnuts Roasting on anOpen Fire", we're batting 1.000.

Go ahead, try one.

"Rudolph theRed-Nosed Reindeer".

Funny you should say that: Johnny Marks, Jewish.

He also wrote "Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree" and

"Have a Holly Jolly Christmas".

That's crazy.

Is it?

Ira, you want me to walk you to where you're going,

make sure you get there safe?

No, thanks.

I can do it.

Atta boy!

♪ On the 12th day of Christmas,my true love gave to me ♪

♪ 12 drummers drumming, 11 pipers piping ♪

♪ 10 lords a-leaping, 9 ladies dancing ♪

♪ 8 maids a-milking, 7 swans a-swimming ♪

♪ 6 geese a-laying

♪ 5 golden rings

Mikey, are you okay?

Yeah. I hid in a tree.

I am sorry aboutall of your stuff.

Oh, it's okay. We shouldn't have bought it in the first place.

I guess we try and take Jessica to take us home now.

Hey, she's pretty good.

♪ Pear tree

I know.

I hate her.

How about another?

Mikey?

Yeah?

I want to show you somethingkind of cool.

At least I think it's cool.

I've never taken anybodythere before.

Will Jack the jerk be there?

Definitely not.

Sounds perfect to me.

♪ Who wouldn't go? Ho, ho, ho

♪ Who wouldn't go?

[Phone ringing]

Good evening, Town Hall.

Hi, Mrs. Levy.

How you doing, sweetheart? Go ahead. Go ahead.

No, no, I wasn't talking to you.Please, I'm a professional.

Now, what do you want?

Wow.

This place is great.

It's my secret hideout. It's over 100 years old.

Mrs. Levy said people used to do vaudeville here.

"Vaudeville", really?Oh, that's so cool.

My grandpa was in vaudeville.He was a tap dancer.

Does he still dance?

I don't know.

I haven't seen him in a while.

Oh.

I wish he couldsee this place though.

I knew you'd like it.

Hey. Wow, look atall this great stuff.

[Blowing]

[Coughing]

You know, they really ought tofix this place up.

Mrs. Levy said the town doesn't have the money.

I don't think anyoneever comes here but me.

What do you do here?

Stuff.

Oh.

You really shouldn'tlook at that.

You wrote a Christmas song?

I like to sing.

I just don't do it in front ofanyone. I'm too nervous.

How did you know how to write it?

I don't know.

I just did it,probably not very good.

But I could maybeplay it for you tomorrow.

We could pretend like we're in a show.

"Pretend"?

No, pretend nothing. Let's do it.

Let's put on a Christmas play.

What are you talking about?

I'll write the script. And I'll direct it.

You can sing your song.

Jessica and Spike can play their guitar.

Oh my gosh, it's a Christmas musical!

You're crazy. I can't singin front of an audience.

And you can't direct a play.

Says who? My dad's a director.

Uncle Steve?

Sure, Uncle Steve.

Look, Clare, we have to do this.

This will be our way of making our own Christmas,

something that no one can take away from us.

What if my song stinks?

Clare, I'm sure your Christmas song is very good,

even if you're not Jewish.

This is our chance

to have people listen to what we have to say.

Come on, Clare.

Will you do it?

Yes!

I love you, Mikey! You're the best cousin ever!

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing.

Mikey, what?

Please tell me.

No, I can't.

Yes, you can. Come on.

I trusted you with my secret hideout.

You're going to be really mad.

Just tell me, Mikey. Whatever itis, it's better not to lie.

I'm not your cousin.

What?

I'm not your cousin, okay?I'm not Mikey.

I'm Ira J. Finkelstein. Me andMikey, we met at the airport.

We swapped places.

He's in Florida right now,

having a really great time with my grandparents.

I hate him.And I hate my parents too.

And Julie and Uncle Steve?

No! Rosie and Max Finkelstein of Hollywood, California.

They're making a movie right nowwith Desperate Jane

who I also hate.

You know what, they don't even miss me.

I thought it would be worth getting in trouble

to see some snow and have Christmas.

But now nobody even cares.

I care.

I'm having a really goodChristmas. It's because of you.

Really?

Yeah.

Thanks.

I guess it's timeto come clean.

You're going to tell?

I have to.I can't keep this up forever.

Ira Finkelstein,

you are directing me in a Christmas musical

on Christmas Eve.

Promise me you won't say one word till after the show.

You really think we can do it?

Of course. Shake?

Shake.

[Knocking]

Got a minute?

I'm on Facebook.

We have a favour to ask you.

No, a business proposition.

Wow, I feel like a success already.

Now, you may not know thisabout me, Jessica.

But I'm a director.

I think you'd be just perfectfor an important part

in my upcomingChristmas pageant.

It's the heart-warming role

of a guitar player and her band who accompany the singers.

And based on what I sawon Main Street,

I'm excited to offer you,Jessica,

the part right now.You don't even have to audition.

Oh my God.

I'm so honoured.

That's terrific.

She's being sarcastic.

Me? Never.

I would love to waste my Christmas vacation time

mortifying myself in a brain-damaged Christmas play

put on by babies.

Jessica, you're an awesome guitar player.

Don't you want to be on stage?

Not with you guys.

Forget it. I knew she'd say no.

How much?

What?

You said it was a business proposition.

How much are you willing to pay me?

Umm,

it's kind of alabour of love type thing.

I'll do it for 50 bucks.

I guess I could go to a cashmachine with my credit card.

Jessica, don't.

He's going to get inso much trouble.

But we need music.

[Sighing]

Jessica, please, for me.

Is there even a place to plug my amp in?

Yes.

Yes.

Okay,

but we're not wearing any stupid holiday costumers.

Don't worry. I think your owncostumes are great.

♪

Get... Get off.

Love you, Jessica.

Thank you.

Dork.

♪

"Christmas is For Everyone"!

A new musical!

By Mikey Amato.

Or Ira Finkelstein.

Music and lyrics by...

Clare Wilson.

♪

Action!

♪ Deck the halls with bows of holly ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la

♪ La-la-la-la

♪ 'Tis the season to be jolly

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la

♪ La-la-la-la

I said...

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

Karate Don!

♪ Don we now our gay apparel

♪ Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la

♪ As we troll the yuletide carol ♪

♪ Fa-la-la-la, la-la-la-la

[Cheering]

SAM: Okay, Ira,

let's show those two schlemiels

how the Finkelsteins play tennis.

Yeah, okay, Grandpa.

That's no Finkelstein.

What?

I said that's no Finkelstein.

What?

Play! Play!

What's wrong with you?

It's a different kid. What is he, blind?

Are you going to just stand there and schvitz all day?

Or you going to serve?

You won't even see it go by,you blind old fart.

[Grunting]

What are you doing, kid?You have to hit it back.

You just let that alter kockermake it 15-love.

Sorry, Grandpa. I forgot.

It's kind of been a while.

What's to remember?

You hit the ball over the net, inside those lines.

I don't want to put pressureon you, Ira.

But if Bernie Plotze beats me,

the rest of my daysare going to be Hell on Earth.

You can count on me, Grandpa.

Okay.

Hey!

The kid's got power.

Take that, you blind old fart.

It ain't your serve, schmuck-o.

Hey, hey, hey!

Don't you talk that way to my grandson.

Nice one.

He almost hit the deck.

But Ira, you have to waitfor him to serve.

And then I smack it?

Right.

15-love.

Oy, oy, oy.

15 all!

That's my boy! We won the point!

All right.

What?

MIKEY: All right!

What's that?

My end zone dance.

Woo!

Not just an athlete, he's a dancer.

It's like a circus.

I should have stayed home and watched the Gong Show.

Now, now, now,he's a kid, Bernie.

He's probably got that disease.

Huh?

The attention deficit.

No, focus, the whole generation.

Watch. I'll give him an easy one.

He'll put it right into the net.

♪

Like Babe Ruth!

How many points did we get?

That was a new ball!

Big deal!

You're just jealous becauseit's not your grandson

that's heading tothe Major Leagues.

It's my Grandson.

I'll get it.

I'm a good climber too.

[Laughing]

Oh, good, you're taking a break.I've got rugelach.

Ooh, rugelach.

We just got started.

I should have stayed home and watched the Love Boat.

Where's Ira?

Good question.

I'm up here, Grandma.

Hey, Grandma, look at me.

What, you want a medal?

Ira, get down from there.

You'll break your neck.

What is he doing up there? It's not safe.

He's fine. He's a natural athlete.

Hey, Grandma, watch my end zone dance.

Ah!

Ira! No!

[Crying]

♪

It turned out so good.

It did.

Now all we need is an audience.

Great work, team.

And remember, when you go home tonight, work on those lines.

I'll see you guys in the morning?

All right, bye, Mikey.

♪ O come, all ye faithful

♪ Joyful and triumphant

♪ O come, ye, o come, ye, to Bethlehem ♪

Woo!

♪ Come and behold him, born the king of angels ♪

♪ O come, let us adore him

♪ O come, let us adore him

♪ O come, let us adore him, Christ the Lord ♪

[Cheering]

How was practice?

Awesome.

I made a camel.

You go, Kyle.

Let me just pack up my stuff. The car's up the street.

We can walk. We have to put up post-its for the show.

I could put up a couple if you want.

That'd be great.

Not that I think anyone's actually going to come.

Are you kidding?You should hear Clare's song.

It's awesome.

Top of the charts.

You're insane, Mikey. You know that?

You have this ridiculous view ofthe world. You are so naive.

Make the world you want to see.That's what I say.

That's exactly what I'm talking about.

Where do you get this stuff?

My dad.

Okay, put that over there. Thank you.

Max? Max?

Yes.

This is not good.

Don't worry about it. Everything's going to be fine.

Desperate Jane is a train wreck.

No, no, she's an artiste.She just needs a little support.

Come with me.

More candy canes!

How many candy canes are--

Honey, forget about the candy--

Max!

I love you. You're brilliant. But I can't work like this.

Is this what I trained for? Tell me.

[Screaming]

My God, is she dying?

I think it's her brain.

Edna, you're beautiful.

Louis, keep up the good work.

We are going to be rolling againin no time.

Now get in there.

Right.

Jennifer?

Hi. I'm here for you.

Just tell me what's wrong.

Max?

Nothing is wrong with me.

I'm a trained actress,

recently featured on page 12

of "Hello There", weekly magazine.

I'm Desperate Jane!

I have fans and a blog. And I'm in control.

I think Pookie is having a nervous breakdown.

[Phone ringing]

Oh, excuse me.

Ruth, is everything all right?

See, Pookie's not used to seeingme in such a dramatic role.

And I think that it's just...

It's just brought up a lot of issues.

ROSIE:He what?

JENNIFER: So, I think we just need to stop,

just stop all of this until after Christmas, okay?

Pookie needs his rest.

Till after Christmas?

Jennifer, no,I can't lose the days.

You say "Yes" or I sue. Hmm?

Well, for what?

Cruelty to animals.

ROSIE: We'll be right there.

Max?

She wants to shut down the film.

No, it's just until Pookie can get himself together.

Good, Pookie could use the break

because you and I are on the next flight to Florida.

What?

Ira is in the hospital. He broke his arm.

Oh, no.

Let's go.

♪

Not a lot of storeson this street.

Yeah. We should probably turn back.

We have to put upthis last poster.

Hey.

♪

Very eye-catching.

Are we in someone's yard?

Dumb mutt. I've had it with you.

Lousy guard dog and you crap on the rug.

It's Killer!

He won't do it again, Dad.I swear.

Oh, don't lie to me. That dog is no good.

All he does is eat food and cost me money, just like you.

Well, he only did it'cause you were yelling at him

and he got scared.

That dog is going to the pound tomorrow.

Dad, please--

Don't you smart off with me, boy!

You want something to cry about?

I'll give you something to cry about.

No.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Get inside and clean up this mess.

[Dog whimpering]

Get!

Go on, get!

Run, Ira!

Run away, you stupid dog!

I don't care what happens to you!

♪

[Growling]

ROSIE: Dogs know when someone's afraid of them.

They can smell your fear.

You have to show him who's boss.

[Growling]

Sit.

Stay.

Good boy.

Nah, you're not much of a fighter at all, are you?

Are you?

Oh, yes, you are. Yes, you are.

Ira, let's get out of here.

We can't let Jack the jerk's dadtake him to the pound.

Want to go for a walk, boy? Hey, want to go for a walk?

Okay, come on.

♪

WALT:Who wants hot chocolate?

Me!Me!

Me, and Mistletoe. Don't you, Mistletoe?

Chocolate makes dogs sick.

Well, it's good for humans though.

Right, kid?

Thank you, Daddy.

You're welcome. There you go.

Mom, can we keep Mistletoe?

Oh, honey, it's not a good time.

We can't really take onthe expense.

But we're rich, aren't we?

I mean, compared to people whohave to live in little houses,

with washing machines in the yard.

We have this huge house

and all of this stuff.

JESSICA:Duh. None of it's paid for.

We have to pay the bank everymonth for the house and the cars

and probably everything else.

Who's "We", Jessica?

You guys.

It's okay.

I'm going to take Mistletoe homeon the plane with me.

My parents won't mind.

What?

Clare, what did I say?

You said "Your parents",

but your dad doesn't live with you anymore.

Oh, right. I, uhh...

I meant my mom. Sorry.

Oh, sweetie. Oh.

It's okay to be sad, even at Christmas.

We are so lucky to have each other.

I miss my mom and dad.

Oh, of course you do.

No wonder you want a dog.

Oh.

Sam...

Where is he?

Recuperating.

Okay.

Oh, honey, my poor, brave boy.

Such a thing. I'm all verklempt.

I know, Mom. Me too.

What were you thinking?

What? The kid's a natural athlete.

Ira?

Ira.

No, he...

[Sighing]

Ira?

Ira, honey?

It's okay. Mommy's here.

Hey, buddy.

How you feeling?

Mom?

Who are you?

That's not Ira.

Where's Ira?

What?

MAX: Where is Ira?

My God, where is my son?

What?Dad--

What?You're a meshuggener!

What?

Ah!

Ira! Ira!

Where's Ira?

[Phone ringing]

My phone.

[Phone ringing]

Hello?

What do you mean,we have your son?

Oh no.

So, you're telling me

the kid sitting in my living room--

Just give me the phone!

Isn't my cousin?

Who is he?

Ira Finkelstein?

No, no!

"Ira Finkelstein"?

JESSICA: Sure.

Can you hold on a sec,Mr. Finkelstein? I'll get Ira.

[Beeping]

Your dad wants to talk to you.

Tell him I'm not here, please.

You want to get me in trouble too?

An accomplice to kidnapping?

"Kidnapping"? Who's kidnapping anyone?

The real Mikey is in Florida. You're an imposter.

Were you in on this?

IRA:No, no.

Clare didn't do anything,

except be my friend.

Mr. Finkelstein?

Umm--

Put Ira on the phone.

Ira's not here.

Not there? Where is he? Is he safe? Is he all right?

Yeah, he's great. He just went to rehearsal.

No, don't.

He's putting on a Christmas play tonight.

Jessica!

Over my dead body!

He's going to be sitting on a plane bound for L.A.X.

wishing he had never heard

of the Christmas.

Yeah, uhh, I got to go. I'll tell Ira you called.

Bye, Mr. Finkelstein.

I'm so sorry, Ira.

To the theatre!

[Cheering]

To the theatre!

Come on, guys. We're going to be late.

Come on, Mistletoe.

♪

What happened?

♪

Merry Christmas.

And a happy New Year.

Enemy of all that is good.

I don't get it.

Why would you do this?

It's because he's a selfish jerk.

Hey, you better shut up.

No, you shut up.

You just want to ruin

what other people care about!

Do you have any idea how hardwe worked on this

and what it meant to us? To me?

Do you know what it's like

to care about anything at all?

Yes!

I care about Killer.

What?

Killer, he's mine. He's my dog.

You have your big house and your gingerbread

and your stupid little candleholder.

I just have my dog. And you took him.

You made him run away.

No.

Jack's right. I'm sorry.

He's your dog.

Have fun with your stupid little play.

Hey, okay, you got your dog.

You don't want to hang around

with a bunch ofChristmas wusses.

So, if you could exit the stage, we have a play to rehearse.

How are we supposed to rehearse?

They ruined our set.

I know. We'll fix what we can.

What we don't have time for, we won't.

Hup, hup, come on, guys. Hup, hup.

Should we beat him up, Jack?

Yeah, Jack, should we?What about the girl?

Oh, don't you dare touch him!

Stop! Don't touch him!

Baby Jesus.

Oh.

Yeah, that could work.

He's already wearing swaddling clothes.

Oh, no, you didn't!

This is regulation Karate Done action gear.

They're expecting a show tonight, Kyle.

And are we going to give it to 'em?

Yeah!Yeah!

Hup, hup, let's go.

♪

How do you not recognize

your own grandson?

Oh, it's my fault because you never visit?

We invite you every year.

To schlep across country with your mother's fear of flying?

Stop it, you two. Just stop it, okay?

Mikey,

stop crying, honey.

Everyone's yelling at me.

No one is yelling!

And why shouldn't we yell?

Look at the troubleyou have caused,

talking my son into this

delinquent scheme.

It was Ira's idea. He's the smart one.

My mom says I'm a natural born follower.

Your mother loves you very much,

Mikey.

Then where is she? Why hasn't she called back?

She will.

She better.

She won't.

She probably ran away with Rod.

And my arm hurts, Grandpa.

Oy, it hurts. Oy.

Would you stop that?You're not even Jewish.

Don't talk like that to our grandson.

What?Stop it!

What?Stop it, everyone!

This is all my fault. So, airplanes are death traps.

So, airlines rob you blind.

So, they don't even feed you anymore.

So, Los Angeles hasthose awful freeways. So, what?

I should have gotten on the plane to see my family.

No, Ma, we should have cometo you. It's our fault.

Don't argue with your mother.

I'm not!

No, it's my fault.

Don't be mad, Grandma. I'm sorry I'm not Ira.

Don't be sorry, Mikey.

When you came running toward us in that airport,

it was a joyful moment. You looked so happy to see us.

We wouldn't trade that for the world.

That's true, kid.So, don't worry.

You're still mishpocha.

Thanks, Grandpa.

Max, call the airport.

Mom--

Max, mishpocha, family!

Come on, I'll pack the latkes.

Latkes!

I love latkes.

Me too.

I can't wait.

Me neither.

♪

Oh.

I can't believe this, you guys.

Oh!

I'm so excited.

This is crazy.

No, crazy would have beenfor my sister

to spend Christmas Eve in Chicago

instead of being with her family.

I don't know what to say.

There is nothing I would ratherspend money on than this.

Thank you.

I can't wait to see the lookon Mikey's face.

Me too,

and to see him in this play.

You think you know your own child.

Come on. Let's get seats.

Libby?

Julie, go ahead.We're right behind you.

Libby...

She's so happy.

I'm sorry.

What for?

That I haven't found a job,

that we're in debt.

[Tuning]

Aye, is this the Christmas play?

Yes. Follow the elf.

Do you know Ira Finkelstein?

Yes.

You do? Excellent.

Show's about to start.

Mikey, come here.

Give me your coat.

I got my purse though.Okay, all right.

Is there an elf? What elf are wegoing to follow? Where's Ira?

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

Ho, ho, ho!

Thanks, Mistletoe.

I couldn't afford eight reindeeranymore, not in this economy.

[Rim shot playing]

He's funny.He's doing shtick.

I had to revoke Mrs. Claus's credit cards last week.

Boy, am I in the doghouse.

[Rim shot playing]

Seriously, you'd like your doghouse back, wouldn't you?

[Rim shot playing]

And now, ladies and gentlemen, I am proud to present

the world premiere of a bold new musical,

Christmas is for Everyone.

[Clapping]

Ho, ho, ho!

Ho, ho, ho! Ho, ho--

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Merry Christmas Eve, Nutcracker.

To you as well, Bob Cratchit.

But where is your son, Tiny Tim?

There he is.

Hi, Tiny Tim!Hi, Tiny Tim!

There, there's Ira.

Tiny Tim?

My God, he's a man.

Well, I'm but a poor crippled boy.

Yet even I feel sorry for those

who do not know the meaning of Christmas.

I'm talking about you, Ebenezer Scrooge.

Bah, humbug!

We are wise men, yet this genius four eyes boy

is wiser still

Uhh, speak more, wise boy.

He's a chochem.

Dad, shh!

That means a wise guy.

Just watch.

What is the meaningof Christmas?

It must be more than my husband

schlepping presents all over the world in one night.

At his age and weight: oy vey!

[Laughing]

"Oy vey!"

[Laughing]

It is the birthday of my son, Jesus.

Sworn enemy of all that's evil!

[Clapping]

Karate Don!

He has come to save the world, my son.

Our son.

That's what you think.

JULIE:All these costumes and beards,

which one is Mikey?

He's right there,

Tiny Tim.

Woo-hoo! Yeah!

Tiny Tim!

Mom?

Is that your mom?

Yes, Mary, Christmas isBaby Jesus' birthday.

But what about those who do notworship Baby Jesus?

Must they be banned from Christmastown?

Let them make snow angels too.

[Cheering]

He writes, he directs and acts,

another Woody Allen.

The kid's got chutzpah. I'll give him that.

That's my son.

[Rim shot playing]

Go to your mom. Go to your mom.

Give her a hug and a kiss.Tell her you're fine.

Thank you.

Yes. I love you.

I love you more.

IRA: What say you, Scrooge?

Go buy the biggest turkey inthe window. And keep the change.

Thanks, Scrooge.

What say you, Father?

[Chair screeching]

I'm proud of you, Son.

SAM:He's my grandson.

Hey, that guy took my line.

Dad?

Ira, snap out of it.

He's blanking.

This isn't in the script.

Who's that?

This is Mikey.

Then who's that?

That's Ira.

Who's Ira?

Who's Ira?

Ira?

Who's Ira?

I am.

[Crowd gasping]

I'm Ira J. Finkelstein.

And I love Christmas.

Don't you love Christmas? Mazel tov.

I'm just kvelling, I'm so happy.

Maestro!

Two, three, four.

♪

♪ You turned the page, the time is near ♪

♪ Tie up the bow on one more year ♪

♪ Remember Christmas

♪ Remember love

♪ A sparkle here

♪ A snowflake there

♪ The gift of joy is in the air ♪

♪ Remember Christmas

♪ Remember love

Sounds like Barbra Streisand.

♪ Good times, bad times

♪ Come gather round the tree

♪ 'Cause nothing means as much, you see ♪

♪ As friends and family

♪ So, just remember this, my friend ♪

The lessons paid off.

Yeah.

♪ And so, we'd like to say

♪ When day is done

♪ Christmas shines like stars above ♪

♪ Christmas is the light of love ♪

♪ Christmas is for everyone

Mom, Dad.

Ira!

Merry Christmas, Ira.

Happy Hanukkah, Dad.

♪ Ooh

Ira, it's such a nice play.

Thank you, Grandpa.

Ira, you're a man now.

A mensch!

It makes me want to dance.It makes me happy.

Hey, get back up there for your big finish.

Maybe he should take a knish with him.

He's working!

♪ Ah

Everybody!

♪ So, just remember this, my friend ♪

♪ It's what you give, not what you spend ♪

♪ So, we'd like to say

♪ When day is done

♪ Christmas shines like stars above ♪

♪ Christmas is the light of love ♪

♪ Christmas is for everyone

♪ Everyone

Everyone!

♪ Christmas is for

♪ Everyone

One!

♪ Everyone

Mishpocha!Mishpocha!

[Cheering]

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Angels we have heard on high

♪ Sweetly singing o'er the plains ♪

♪ And the mountains, in reply

♪ Echoing their joyous strains

♪ Gloria

♪ In excelsis Deo

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Shepherds why this jubilee

♪ Why these songs of happy cheer? ♪

♪ What great brightness did you see? ♪

♪ What glad tidings did you hear? ♪

♪ Gloria

♪ In excelsis Deo

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ See him in a manger laid

♪ Whom the choirs of angels praise ♪

♪ Mary, Joseph, lend your aid

♪ While our hearts, in love, we praise ♪

♪ Gloria

♪ In excelsis Deo

♪ Gloria

♪ In excelsis Deo

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la, gloria

♪ Fa-la-la, fa-la-la

♪ Fa-la-la-la-la-la

♪ Gloria

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells

♪ Jingle all the way

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells

♪ Jingle all the way

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh

[Humming]

♪ Well, my baby's far away in a tropical land ♪

♪ It just don't feel like Christmas ♪

♪ Under palm trees in the sand

♪ Feeling kind of lonely, no snow beneath his feet ♪

♪ So, I send a musical postcardfrom the cozy Northeast ♪

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells

♪ Jingle all the way

♪ Oh, what fun it is to ride

♪ In a one-horse open sleigh

[Humming]