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["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" playing]

-[exclaims] -[Barbie] You almost had it, Kelly.

Here, let me show you.

["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" continues]

[groans] Oh!

I'm never going to get all these steps right, Barbie.

-[turns music off] -If we keep practicing, you will.

But what if I freeze out there in front of everybody?

You've just got to find the courage to try.

-Like Clara. -Clara? From the ballet?

Uh-huh. You see, Clara lost her parents when she was very young.

She and her little brother, Tommy,

were being raised by their grandfather, Drosselmeyer.

He loved them, but he was very stern.

[wind howling]

[Grandfather] Candles. We need more candles.

Clara, please. No more daydreaming.

We have to finish decorating before our guests arrive.

Yes, Grandfather.

[doorbell rings]

Twenty-two minutes early.

Such bad manners.

It's beautiful, miss.

Mother gave this to me the Christmas I saw my first ballet.

[maid] Oh, dear.

The mice have found their way into the Christmas boxes.

[Clara] Hmm...

You haven't seen Tommy, have you?

[crunching]

Hey!

Mystery solved.

[laughing]

You might want to wash off that frosting before the mice take a bite out of you.

You can't tell me what to do.

No. But I'm sure Grandfather will insist on a bath.

Clara.

Aunt Drosselmeyer.

You're at least a head taller.

I thought you weren't coming this year.

And miss a chance to visit you and vex my uncle?

[giggles]

You're already conspiring against me.

Don't worry. I'll wait until your party's over before I perform any mischief.

Hmm.

Where did you go this time?

I want to hear all about it.

Well, let's see.

I met an emperor, I sailed on a junk,

I had my first rickshaw ride,

and I hiked the Great Wall of China.

I'd appreciate it, Elizabeth,

if you'd stop filling Clara's head with your stories.

Just because you go traipsing all over the globe

rather than stay put like a sensible person.

There's a world full of wonders out there, Uncle,

and Clara deserves to experience them.

[doorbell rings]

Your guests are waiting.

Hmm!

[sighs] Some people never change, but we can always hope.

...then he bowed and asked me to dance.

Did you?

I couldn't say no to the King.

You must have felt like a princess.

I wish I could have been there.

Maybe next time you can come with me.

Grandfather would never allow it.

Well, surely he won't object to these.

Tommy.

And for you, my dear.

Wow. A Grenadier Guard and a Bengal Lancer. Thanks.

[Clara] A Nutcracker.

He's wonderful.

Thank you, Aunt Elizabeth.

He sure is ugly.

Tommy.

On the outside, maybe.

But inside beats the heart of a prince.

[Tommy] Then I'll use him to command my army.

Hey.

[both straining]

[Nutcracker breaks]

Sorry.

You're impossible!

Please don't be too angry with Tommy.

I'm sure he didn't mean to hurt you.

[clock ticking]

It's time we wake her.

And spoil a beautiful dream? No, let her sleep.

Clara's not a child anymore.

She deserves the chance to follow her dreams.

A young girl needs to be responsible and practical.

Clara is responsible.

You've raised her well, Uncle.

It's time you trusted her to grow up and make her own choices.

[winding clock]

[Grandfather] Hmm. It's late.

I'll see you in the morning.

[clock ticking]

[clock chiming]

Insolent mice!

[crunching]

Get away from there.

Shoo! Shoo!

[exclaiming]

Back off, you traitors.

I must be dreaming.

[snarling]

[grunts]

Even as a Nutcracker, you're a thorn in my side.

And a thorn to you I shall remain.

Ha!

[all grunting]

[snarling]

[both grunting]

[gasping]

It's time I turned you into something more useful,

like kindling.

Not in my house.

Hmm?

Meddling human towering tall,

let my scepter shrink you small.

Look out!

[sinister laughter]

This is not good.

Not so fearless now, hmm?

[exclaims]

[snarling]

[grunting]

[gasps]

Can you make it up to the mantle?

There is no way...

[all snarling]

...I'm staying down here.

[low growl]

[all snarling]

Hmm?

Aah!

You've got nowhere to run, Nutcracker.

[grunting]

You're not going to get away from me this time.

Unless you'd like to feed the fire, huh?

[growling]

Nutcracker.

[gasps]

[panting]

Hey. Up here.

[exclaims]

[exclaiming]

[grunts]

[all gasping]

[all chattering]

[grunting] I got him!

Come on.

[creaking]

Uh-oh. Look out!

[screaming]

[both grunt]

Thank you for saving my life

and for your superior nursing skills.

You're welcome.

This has to be a dream.

[Nutcracker] I'm afraid it's all too real.

And I've got to return home to Parthenia while I have the chance.

Well, then, would you mind changing me back before you go?

Remember? I used to be taller?

I'm afraid only the Sugarplum Princess can reverse the Mouse King's spell.

The Sugarplum Princess?

Yes. I've been trying to find her

since the Mouse King turned me into a Nutcracker.

You mean you used to be...

Not a Nutcracker.

[owl hooting]

Aah!

Perhaps I can help.

You will find the Sugarplum Princess

on an island across the Sea of Storms.

But it's impossible to cross the Sea of Storms.

It's dangerous, yes, but not impossible.

Well, are you coming?

Me? With you? In there?

I don't think so.

Surely you don't want to spend the rest of your life the size of a mouse?

But how would I get back?

[Owl] Once you've found the Sugarplum Princess,

open the locket and you will return home your normal size.

But...

[sighs]

Ready?

This is crazy.

But, yes.

[both exclaiming]

Where are we?

Hmm, must have taken a wrong turn back there.

Now, where did my sword go?

Here, let me give you a hand.

Uh...

Sorry.

That happens a lot.

A firefly?

No. A Snow Fairy.

[Clara laughing]

[unintelligible chattering]

Well, I'm sorry, but you should have been more careful.

Here, we'll fix this right up.

Hmm. Not so much as a thank-you.

Now, to find a way out of here.

[grunts]

These walls are solid ice.

[wind whistling]

[orchestral music]

Oh, no, I...

Hey.

I guess that was their thank-you.

Where'd they go?

Probably off to make a blizzard somewhere.

[birds twittering]

Welcome to Parthenia.

[Clara] It's so beautiful.

The snow isn't even cold.

The trees smell like peppermint,

and I've never seen a sky so blue.

Soon it'll all be a memory if the Mouse King has his way.

[Clara] And you're sure the Sugarplum Princess can help?

She's our only hope of defeating him.

Hmm... Interesting.

[giggles wickedly]

[humming]

Huh?

Well? What news do you bring?

I wish I could remember, but I'm so hungry. I feel weak...

No, faint.

You insolent little bat.

I should turn you into a ceiling fan.

That would be a shame.

Then I couldn't tell you the juicy bit of gossip I overheard.

[snarls]

Mmm.

Thank you very much, Your Most Royal Majesty.

May I say you're looking specially regal this evening, sire.

Right. Well, for starters, Nutcracker's back.

What? Here?

And he's got some girl with him.

Don't know where she came from.

I do.

Now, here comes the good part.

They're looking for a Sugarplum Princess

who can supposedly defeat you.

According to the Nutcracker.

Sugarplum Princess?

I've never heard of a Sugarplum Princess.

Bring me the royal registry.

And bring me the Nutcracker.

It's what's left of the Gingerbread Village.

The Mouse King's work, no doubt.

I didn't know things had gotten this bad.

[horse whinnying]

[Clara] Steady!

We won't hurt you.

[exclaims] Hey.

It's an ambush. Take cover.

It's all right, they're just children.

[exclaims]

With very good aim.

[Clara] Wait.

We found this, is she yours?

Patti!

What happened here?

We went out with Marzipan to gather candle berries.

We came back and everything...

...and everyone...

...were gone.

It was the Mouse King's Army.

This is all Prince Eric's fault.

Who's Prince Eric?

The son of the King who ruled before the Mouse took over.

Yeah, but he wasn't much of a Prince.

The King left his throne and the golden scepter to his royal advisor...

The Mouse.

Until the Prince could prove himself worthy.

Let me guess. The Mouse decided he liked being King.

But what happened to Prince Eric?

Don't know, don't care.

We're better off without him.

It's dangerous here.

We'll travel together until we can find you a safe home.

[whinnies]

[indistinct chattering]

The Mouse King's Army.

[Peppermint Girl] Carrying what's left of our village.

[Marzipan neighing]

Settle down there, girl.

Steady, steady.

There they are!

Come on.

Come on. Into the woods.

[all panting]

They're getting closer.

-[Captain Candy] Up here. -[mouse guard] Get 'em!

[Nutcracker] Is everyone all right?

I'm not really sure.

Well, what have we here?

A wooden spy?

Some new kind of Mouse King trap?

[Major Mint] Kidnappers as well.

No. They helped us.

If you have nothing to hide, you won't mind answering a few questions.

Come, children. Masha will take care of you.

Let's start with who you are and what you're doing here.

I'm Nutcracker, this is Clara.

We're both victims of the Mouse King's magic.

We're trying to find the only one who can defeat him,

the Sugarplum Princess.

The Sugarplum Princess?

I've never heard such a ridiculous story.

It's the truth, told to me by Prince Eric himself.

Ha! Prince Eric?

He's the reason we're in this mess.

If it weren't for that reckless boy,

the Mouse King wouldn't be turning everyone into knickknacks.

You make the Prince sound pretty awful.

Awful?

[scoffs] That's a compliment.

He was useless, lazy and irresponsible.

Major Mint, you're forgetting that Prince Eric was my friend.

Captain Candy, you're forgetting that I am your superior.

I had high hopes for that boy.

Well, no matter. I've got more important things to think about.

Like keeping what's left of our subjects safe from the Mouse King.

Then perhaps you should be looking for the Princess too.

I don't have time to search for some Sugar-pie...

[muttering] Whatever.

Sugarplum...

Well, she's an imaginary Princess.

Wait, Major, they may be telling the truth.

I once overheard the King telling Prince Eric about this powerful Princess.

The King himself believed in her magic,

and we've tried everything else to defeat the Mouse.

Hmm. Do you know where she is?

We've learned she's on an island across the Sea of Storms.

[muttering]

Oh, very well.

We'll all go looking for the Sugarplum Princess.

But I'll be in charge of the expedition.

Of course.

Do you know what became of Prince Eric?

The Mouse King destroyed him.

So you're telling me that the Nutcracker,

a wooden utensil,

managed to escape a well-armed fighting squadron

unharmed?

And instead of fleeing into the hills,

you chose to return to me and report your incompetence?

[whimpering] Yeah.

[gulps]

Why don't you just blast him with your scepter, sire?

I suppose I could.

[both gasp]

But I find its power to transform the incompetent much more gratifying.

The trick is making you useful.

Pimm, how are we doing with statuary?

Eh, full up, Your Lordiness.

Lawn ornaments?

Too much ornament, not enough lawn.

Paperweights?

Covered.

Hmm, what does one create for the palace that has everything?

How about bookends, since there's two of 'em?

Wonderful idea, Pimm.

I do believe I'm starting to rub off on you.

Since other tasks posed a challenge to thee,

you shall be bookends for eternity.

Here it is.

"The Sugarplum Princess.

Kind, clever and brave."

That's it?

Where is she?

[laughs gleefully]

I suppose I'll just have to reduce the Nutcracker to a pile of splinters

before he can find her.

Rock that will walk, destroy whom I seek,

carnage and havoc will be yours to wreak.

[exclaiming]

[roaring]

[screams]

Find the wooden man

and crush him.

[thudding]

Follow him, Pimmy.

He's a bit rough around the edges, and may need some guidance.

You want me to babysit a rock?

All right, all right. Better than bein' a rock.

What about Marzipan?

I'm sure she'll be fine.

And you'll be staying here with Masha until we get back.

Okay?

Okay.

Good night.

-Good night, Clara. -Good night, Clara.

Can't sleep?

I'm a Nutcracker.

Sleep seems kind of pointless.

You're more than a Nutcracker,

Prince Eric.

Why haven't you told anyone?

I...

I didn't want to be the Prince when I had the chance.

Now, I don't deserve to be.

That's not true.

You're risking your life to save your kingdom.

Isn't that what princes do?

But my subjects think less of me than they do the Mouse King.

My only hope is to find the Sugarplum Princess

so she can help me restore my people's happiness.

I owe them that.

[birds twittering]

[Major Mint] Ah, there's our bridge.

[Clara gasps]

Perhaps we should find a safer place to cross.

Perhaps you should remember who's in charge of this expedition.

[exclaiming]

Right-o. No problem at all.

[laughs nervously]

Come along.

[exclaiming]

[exclaiming]

[grunting]

-[exclaiming] -Whoa!

[harrumphing]

Tricky.

Help! Help!

[creaking]

Please. Hurry.

[exclaiming]

What...?

I'll be gobstruck.

Hurry!

[grunting]

Aah!

Sorry.

Didn't have any rope.

Are you sure you're all right to travel?

I'm fine. Please, don't worry about me.

Bad luck about your knapsack.

Now we'll be needing more supplies.

Supplies?

Thanks to you I almost fell into the ravine.

Well, don't blame me for your sloppy footwork

and general clumsiness.

Clumsy? I'm clumsy?

You're the bungling clodhopper.

Who was dangling from a branch?

Whose leadership skills put me there?

That was very noble of you.

Least I could do for an old friend.

[thunder rumbling]

There. The Captain and I will make a boat seaworthy

while you two gather supplies.

Clara, come with me.

The well used to be over there.

Here it is.

Somebody must have capped it.

[grunting]

[chattering indistinctly]

You're welcome.

The Mouse King's Army destroyed this valley and trapped them in the well.

[whistles]

[unintelligible chattering]

What?

They say you're beautiful.

["Waltz of the Flowers" playing]

["Waltz of the Flowers" continues]

[laughing]

Supplies.

[roaring]

Run!

Major! Captain!

Oh, what's she carrying on about now?

Probably saw a snake or a spider or a...

Rock Giant!

Great googally!

There he is! Right there!

Blimey. I'm blind as a bat, and even I can see him.

Major, Captain, over here.

[roaring]

I worked on that sail a good half hour,

you cheeky blighter!

Why don't you invite him over for tea and cakes while you're at it?

[roaring]

Look.

[neighing]

[Clara] It's Marzipan.

Come on, before the Snow Fairies disappear.

[whinnying]

Ah, he'll break right through that ice.

Oh. Seems the Snow Fairies did their job too well.

A sword's not going to do you any good, lad.

You'll be pulverized.

Be careful.

Don't worry, wood floats,

rock doesn't.

-Hurry. -Come on. Put some zip in it.

Hurry. Come on.

[Marzipan whinnying]

[cries out]

[roaring]

[Nutcracker] If this fog doesn't lift, we'll never find the Princess's island.

[Clara] And if we don't?

You battled the Mouse Army,

rescued Captain Candy, and saved us from a vicious pile of rock,

all without the Sugarplum Princess.

The Mouse King is too powerful to take on alone.

Besides, we've got to find the Princess

if you're to return home your true size.

That is what you want, isn't it?

Of course.

Nutcracker destroyed Rok?

Sent him to the bottom of the sea.

Of course, he had some help.

Major Mint and Captain Candy have joined up.

Proving they're gullible idiots.

I've combed through every page of every book in the royal library,

and there's no other mention of a Sugarplum Princess.

I don't know.

They were pretty keen on findin' that island.

She's a fantasy.

But if Nutcracker wants to believe in fairy tales,

he's about to find out this one

doesn't have a happy ending.

[hooves clomping]

Weather's getting worse. I say we turn about.

[Marzipan snorting]

Wait.

It's too dangerous.

There's been no sign of this mysterious island,

not to mention what's going to happen when this ice starts to melt.

[Clara] Marzipan saw something.

I'm sure of it.

[Marzipan whinnying]

No time to enjoy the scenery.

Let's find this Princess.

I believe the Nutcracker has earned the right to lead us.

But... But he's wood.

And the reason we've made it this far.

I'm only half the reason.

Handing the reins to a... a... a stump?

I've never heard of such a thing!

Are you coming?

Oh. Yes.

[sighs]

[rumbling]

Good job, mates. Off to the palace.

No!

Wait a minute, where's the girl?

Don't matter. No way off this island,

unless she's part mermaid.

I should never have come. What was I thinking?

That I was going to find a magical princess?

I could always go back home. I'm sure I've got some doll clothes that would fit.

What am I saying? I can't leave.

I'm their only hope.

If I could just get off this island.

[unintelligible chattering]

Hello.

[continues chattering]

Are you sure about this?

Okay then, let's... go!

Thank you.

[fairies chattering]

They're right. It's time we stood up to the Mouse.

[all cheering]

More wood. I want this to be an unforgettable show.

[gasps]

Pimple, all is right with the world.

I've got the Nutcracker, and soon my worries will be over.

Well, that ain't really so true, sire.

Oh?

It seems your subjects are planning an, uh,

uprising.

What?

I want every last villager, fairy and general troublemaker rounded up

to witness this display of my absolute power.

I'll get right on it, sire.

[snarling]

Uh, sire, I... I can't feel my toes.

[exclaims]

[gasps]

Oh, there you are.

The King needs you right away in the courtyard.

And he said if you didn't hurry,

you'd spend the rest of your lives as houseflies.

Or was it horseflies?

[both gasping]

[sighs]

[Nutcracker] Clara.

[Major Mint] What's wrong with the girl?

We can see her, but she can't see us.

Or hear us, apparently.

Why would the Mouse King post guards on an empty room?

Clara.

[glass shattering]

[both chuckling]

We've got to get out of here.

The Mouse King's building a bonfire.

I doubt it's to warm up the palace.

Sugarplum Princess or no Sugarplum Princess,

that rat's got to be stopped.

Is this any way to run a kingdom, Mouse?

Ah. You're just in time for your party.

There's more to being a king than having a crown.

Oh-ho? Suddenly you're an expert?

You'll never gain their loyalty until you've earned their respect.

I don't need their loyalty. I don't even need them.

Those peasants who do challenge me,

living statuary be.

[all screaming]

[Clara] The children!

Oh. Scrappy little Nutcracker.

I'm afraid I underestimated you.

With the brawn of 20 and six,

I'll smite my enemy into sticks.

[exclaims]

Nutcracker!

I'll give you a choice, Nutcracker.

Dismemberment or barbecue?

No.

You're nothing but a coward, hiding behind a magic wand.

I obviously didn't shrink you small enough.

Your mouth is still much too big.

But that is about to change.

To the one who vexes me, smaller, smaller you will be.

[Nutcracker] No!

[both grunting]

What?

[screaming]

[squeaking]

[falling whistle, splash]

[laughs] Back to where he belongs-- the sewer!

Oh, my poor Nutcracker.

Don't worry, Clara.

I'm just wood, remember?

You and I know you're much more than that...

[kisses]

Prince Eric.

It's Prince Eric.

The Prince.

Oh, the Prince. Ooh.

Of course.

The Princess has been with us all along.

What?

Clara, it's you.

You are the Sugarplum Princess.

Me? I couldn't be.

It all makes sense.

You saved me from the Mouse King in your parlor,

you rescued us from his dungeon,

your bravery led to his defeat,

and your kiss has broken his spell.

You are the Sugarplum Princess.

[Captain Candy] Look.

You've broken all the Mouse King's evil enchantments.

And now you're free to take your rightful place as King.

Well, that's for the people to decide.

Three cheers for Prince Eric!

[all] Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray! Hip, hip, hooray!

[festive music playing]

[both laugh]

[both grunting]

[laughing]

[all cheering]

["Pas de Deux" playing]

[all cheering]

Thank you, friends.

As your King,

I will let the wise leadership of my father be my guide.

[all cheering]

None of this would have been possible without you, Clara.

Will you stay and be my Queen?

[Clara] This locket was supposed to take me home,

but in my heart I feel I'm already there.

[people cheering]

I absolutely despise happy endings.

[laughing maliciously]

-No! -No!

He's not gonna get away with that!

Pimm, flap!

Flap, you fool!

[screaming]

[thuds]

Clara! No!

Eric!

Clara!

I love you.

[clock chiming]

Nutcracker?

[Grandfather] It's about time you got up.

I see the mice had a party of their own last night.

It wasn't a party, it was a war.

The Nutcracker was fighting the Mouse King,

who shrunk me with his golden scepter.

I've never heard such a story, even from your aunt.

It's not a story, it really happened.

Time to open presents!

Tommy, did you take my Nutcracker?

Why would I want him? He's just a hunk of wood.

You're wrong. He's really a king.

An evil mouse was ruling his land.

The mouse had a bat.

What's all this foolishness?

Perhaps I should send for a doctor.

...and this is where I grew up.

Aunt Elizabeth, have you seen my...

Nutcracker.

Look who I ran into while I was taking my morning stroll.

Uncle Drosselmeyer, Clara, Tommy, this is Eric.

The son of a dear friend of mine.

I'm very happy to meet you.

Such familiarity.

In my day we would never have...

I've taken the liberty of asking Eric to stay for Christmas dinner.

But this is a most...

Wonderful idea.

Hmm.

I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have the young man stay for supper.

But what about the presents?

May I have this dance?

[rustling]

I couldn't say no to the King.

[orchestral music playing]

So, if Clara hadn't been brave,

she never would have found out she was a princess.

That's right.

Can you help me practice until I know all the steps?

Of course.

["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" playing]

["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy" continues]

I did it!

I always knew you could.

[orchestral music playing]

["March of the Toy Soldiers" playing]