Original subtitles

Ho-ho-ho!

Merry Wizmas Eve, y'all.

That's right. The Wizard done changed the name of Christmas, y'all.

Why?

Because tomorrow is the Wizard's birthday, too.

And to celebrate, y'all, sing the catchy Wizmas Day Song

and get ten percent off at any of the Wizard's many businesses.

I ain't gonna hold you. It's givin' problematic.

I'd love to thoroughly explore your thought process.

Maya! She started it.

Peabo, I don't care what they say.

There's no ten percent off here.

If they keep on singing, it's gonna be ten percent more.

Yes, sir, Mr. Proud.

And that wasn't me singing.

Now, you know you just saved ten percent.

Ha! Merry Wizmas, y'all.

Ho-ho-ho.

Ay-Ay-Ay. Yay!

Penny, girl, what you doing?

This is a homework-free zone.

We on Wizmas Break.

"From Christmas to Wizmas, y'all.

"How commercialism stole our favorite holiday."

Ugh, come here!

No, you give me my

Nobody stole Christmas. I mean, Wizmas.

I wish somebody would steal.

Mariah's breaking out of the ice on Labor Day now.

Yeah, that's when they start

the Wizmas Day half-full video game-a-thon.

You're making my point, okay?

Christmas isn't about a game-a-thon.

It's supposed to be a give-a-thon.

Which is why we're celebrating Wizmas.

Because it's a get-a-thon.

Y'all have been Wiz-washed.

Oh, snap! I gotta go.

I'm taking the money I'm gonna make from this article

and buy a Christmas dinner for the shelter kids.

Y'all down?

No!

Oh, I can't stand y'all.

Why is she so aggressive?

Re-gift.

Re-gift.

Re-gift.

Re-gift.

Mmm! Keep.

Oh, God, ugh! Shred!

Sorry, I'm late, Ms. Rogue.

Honey, are you wearing Birkenstocks on my expensive hand-knotted silk rug?

And where is my latte?

Latte!

You know I can't think without my floral stimulation.

Purple peonies!

And the Wizmas Edition articles? Hello?

Got 'em right here, Ms. Rogue.

"From Christmas to Wizmas, y'all.

"How commercialism stole our favorite holiday."

Who on earth is Penny Proud?

Oh.

Birkenstocks, it's you.

Well, my. Aren't we ambitious?

No!

I'm just trying to make some extra money

so I can help the shelter kids have a holiday meal.

But you didn't even read it.

Look around, dear.

Commercialism is good.

Poof, be gone!

And a Merry Wizmas to all.

But it's Christma

You hear that, baby girl?

I spend all my cash on animal feed for my Wizmas Day crew.

But if you want to work on the battery line...

Daddy, I need the money now!

So do I, baby girl.

Those Jumanji extras don't know it yet,

but they're working for free.

Mr. Proud!

Mr. Proud, Mufasa's on his way in here!

Ooh, his check bounced.

I told you not to post 'em checks until next Wizmas.

Look, get the money from your mama.

I got my own problems.

Peabo, give me my nunchucks!

I can't. Mufasa's got 'em.

Oh! What in the

No, my nunchucks! No, no, no!

What in the frosty snowman is...

Trudy!

Dear! What is this?

Well, what does it look like?

Snow from Pikes Peak.

To go with our white Wizmas theme.

Yes, but we all voted for the Wizmas in Paradise theme.

I spent all week building these sand elves.

I've got sand in places you couldn't even imagine.

And some I'm sure you can.

Yeah, what are we gonna do with these Wizmas palm trees I ordered?

And the 200 Wizmas empanadas that me and Papi made?

It's stuffed with reindeer meat.

Yo, check it out.

Ta-da!

Felix, what on earth are you wearing?

I'm Sun-ta Claus.

Get it?

Sun...

ta Claus.

Yeah... You're fired.

You can't fire Sun-ta Claus.

Or change the theme, Trudy.

My vote is the only vote.

I was hoping to get paid

for this article I wrote for Talia

so I could buy food for the shelter kids, but I didn't.

And then I asked Daddy, and he actually wanted me to work for the money.

Oh, anyway, can I invite the kids to the Christmas party?

Wizmas party. The Wizmas party tomorrow?

Sure, baby. How many kids?

About 20. Ouch.

They little.

Baby, if it were a couple...

Look, I was going to give you this tomorrow.

Maybe it'll help.

$200?

Oh, thank you, Mama.

Now, I need you to take BeBe and CeCe to the mall to see Santa.

Hey, I wanna see Santa, let's go.

'Cause I gotta stay here and deal with these knuckleheads.

Oh, anything you say, Mama. Thank you, thank you.

Oh, Merry Christmas. I mean, Wizmas!

You gotta talk to the committee, Trudy.

Next!

Santa! Santa!

Dang, we never gonna get up there.

Next.

Oh, look.

Look what I got for Santa's little helpers.

Thank you, thank you.

Wait. Those were decorations. Kareem?

Sup, Penny?

You work here? Yup.

I'm the H-E-I-C. Head Elf In Charge.

Just trying to buy a special someone a special Wizmas gift.

Well, you know what that special someone really wants?

What? Shea butter, baby?

To get to the front of this line

before next Christmas.

You mean Wizmas, honey boo-boo?

Okay, done, done. Uh, follow me.

Next!

Excuse me. Baby Boo and the crew coming through.

Bye.

Excuse me, could you, could you step back, please?

I don't think so, Drummer Boy.

Nubia?

You want to see Santa?

Nah, but Olei and Gina do.

Now hit the back like everybody else, Proud.

Now, y'all know y'all on the naughty list.

All right, hold on, hold on, I got ten tickets

to the Wizfield Mall Wizmas Raffle.

Grand prize, a Wizbox 12.

Now, you and I both know

Santa ain't coming down your chimney.

Oh, you got jokes.

Hmm, Wizbox 12?

Hmmm.

All right, deal. Next!

But if we lose, you lose, buddy.

And I ain't joking. Next!

Let's get it. Yay, Santa.

So, tell Santa. Have you been good?

'Cause you look like you might have those bad days.

Yes, we've been good.

Whoa, I love the enthusiasm!

Now, what do you want Santa to bring you for Wizmas?

I want a Keisha doll, a Keisha house, and a Keisha Lamborghini!

Ho-ho-ho-ho!

You living your best life. Look at you.

CeCe, we discussed this.

Now, ask Santa to bless those less fortunate.

But I want a Keisha doll.

Santa, please!

Forget about the wrench in Birkenstocks and let Santa see what he can do.

And what do you want, young man?

What can Santa do for you?

I want Tell him, BeBe.

Like we practiced.

Go on. Don't be scared.

Santa, please give gifts to the kids at the shelter.

Of course, Little Afro, but this is about you.

Now, what can Santa do for you?

I want Oh, he told you what he wants.

Okay?

Now let's thank the nice old man and let's go.

Thank you, Santa.

Hey, hey, hey. Hey, Hold on.

Hmm? So, what about you?

What do you want for Wizmas, little girl?

Oh, first of all,

I'm not a little girl and secondly,

you know, there's no such thing as Wizmas.

It's just a made-up fake holiday for Wizard Kelly

to make even more money.

You should be ashamed!

I just work here.

You got an issue? Talk to the Wiz.

But he's on down the road, Dorothy.

That's right. Click heels! Proud!

You took Wizmas from my sister?

Imma get you, Proud.

Penny, I think you better get up out of here.

Now!

Go! I'll hold them back.

Yo, this gonna be your last Wizmas, Proud!

BeBe! BeBe, run!

CeCe!

BeBe, CeCe, get off that train!

Get her!

Where you going, Proud?

Sorry, my bad.

Get her!

We coming, Proud!

Got you!

I told you I was gon' get you.

Whoa!

Huh?

You mine now.

Ha!

See you next Christmas.

Timber!

Watch out, BeBe, CeCe!

Whoo!

Whoa!

Huh? That's what you get.

Penny!

Over here!

Better stop, Proud!

Or it's gonna be worse. Hurry

in there!

Go, go, go! What?

The door is so small!

Do I look like an elf to you? Get her!

Oh, man.

Okay.

Oh, no!

Oh, not again!

Penny, turn your head!

This not gonna

We ain't going nowhere, Proud!

We're gonna be right here!

Penny.

What in the Wizmas was that speech about?

Look, I didn't say anything that wasn't true.

Wizmas is a fake holiday.

Just like you a fake elf.

My direct deposit hasn't hit yet.

Oh, no!

My red envelope. Have you seen it?

Yeah, you're good. I put it in Santa's bag.

You did what?

That was the money I was gonna give to the shelter kids.

Now Santa jacked them?

Oh, no, we gotta get it back.

Too late. Well, Santa been gone.

Grabbed his check and dipped out. Dipped out where?

I don't know.

Yeah, he probably cuffed up with Ms. Claus right now in the North Pole.

The North Pole? Mmmhmm. Mmmhmm.

Quit playing with me.

Nah, nah, nah, it's a Wizmas tree lot on the south side,

right next to the Proud Snacks factory.

Now, you wanna get over there fast before the sun gets down.

It's a little sketchy.

Come on, Kareem.

Whoa! Penny, Penny, Penny. Wait, I can't.

I gotta help my mom decorate the tree.

I put the angel on top, and make cookies for Santa.

Now, it's none of my business,

but you don't wanna go over there with Famous Amos here.

Them elves is from the hood now. They don't play.

You know what? Forget it.

Come on, BeBe and CeCe.

Bye.

Say, Jack, can you pass me that Old Spice?

Thanks.

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.

Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.

Look, reindeer.

That's not a reindeer. That's a rat or something.

Give me my mic back.

Uh-uh. See, this is what I'm talking about.

This is not Christmas.

Excuse me. Where's Santa?

Huh?

Uh, I don't think you're gon' be

talking to Santa today, because you got a big head.

Now git.

Mmm.

Mmm-hmm, this is good.

Look, he's right over there in the double-wide.

Whoa, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait.

Before you go over there, you gotta be careful, Big Head Girl.

He's not a bowl full of jelly like you think.

He's a box full of emotions.

And he's evil!

Somebody get in here! Huh?

I need help! Man down! I need help!

I don't know why I didn't pull these boots off

before I try to pull these pants off.

Ho, ho, ho-Hey, where do you come from?

I met you today at the mall.

It's Santa. Look, you took my envelope.

Well, well, well.

If it isn't Ms. "Wizmas isn't real" herself.

Thanks to you, I'm done with Wizmas.

Huh? I'm officially retired.

Retired?

Somebody better get in here right now, or you're all fired. I mean it!

Here we go, boss. I need my job.

Oh, we got you, king.

What about the kids and their parents at the mall

waiting for you to tell them what to buy?

Not after that little TED Talk you gave.

You destroyed Wizmas for them.

And the Wizard, he's mad at you, by the way.

Just because I told the truth? Let him be mad.

The funny thing about the truth is this, kid.

Sometimes it's better to keep it to yourself.

All right, all right, guys, you're doing too much.

If I step on one of y'all, we're gonna have an issue.

I didn't see that coming. Where was I at? Okay.

I have never met anyone so devoid...

...of the holiday spirit as you.

What? Ha! I've got the holiday spirit

I just don't have the Wizmas spirit.

Okay, Wizmas might have been too much, but so were you today.

And because of you, tomorrow, nobody's getting gifts!

You ruined it! Ain't nobody getting nothing tomorrow.

Because you quit?

So you really think you're the real Santa?

I don't think.

I know who I am!

Okay, you know what?

Just give me back my envelope so you can get back to your eggnog

and whatever else is

Hey, Billy, where's that red envelope that was in my bag?

And top off that eggnog.

I got you, King.

I saw Belinda taking that red envelope downstairs.

Now, that ain't none of my business,

but she did look shady, you know.

You didn't see me go downstairs anywhere.

But I'm about to take you downstairs.

Downstairs?

We're in a double-wide on cinder blocks.

Uh-huh, I'm not going down there.

BeBe! CeCe!

Ow!

Mm-mmm.

Ugh! Huh?

Oh, BeBe, CeCe!

Come on, y'all. Stop playing.

Granny! Hey!

Suga Mama.

Uh-huh. Who are you?

Why, I'm your Suga Mama, baby.

Uh-huh! My Suga Mama has short hair and an attitude.

Oh, my bad. Ha!

Who are you?

Who am I?

Yeah! But you can call me Santa.

BeBe, CeCe, come on, let's go!

Do not kick me like you did last time.

Where are you going?

I just wanna get away from all this.

I wanna get out of here and do me.

But you can't!

It's Christmas Eve!

No, it's Wizmas Eve!

Which doesn't exist.

It came out your mouth. You said that.

Okay, okay, let's assume I was wrong and you are who you say you are.

What about the kids?

Who's gonna deliver the gifts?

It's not my problem. You can do it for all I care.

But I'm not Santa!

Ooh?

You are now.

It's not even my size.

Don't be giving me those doe eyes.

You gotta stay here, Gabby.

Where I'm going, they'll turn you into a rug.

Huh?

Let's get it.

Santa!

Santa, please!

Santa, come back!

You forgot your dog!

Elves are ready for duty.

What are your orders, Captain Claus, sir...

Ma'am?

How would I know? Ask Santa.

Yo, he just said you could do it, BHG.

That means Big Head Girl.

That man don't know me.

What about all the little shorties?

Not my problem. You do it.

Negative to the third power. Only humans can wear the suit.

Uh... aren't you human?

Are we-Are we human?

We're elves, baby.

We're over 900 years old.

If we was human, we'll look like a day-old funeral person.

Hey, I don't know what to say

except this human right here can't help you.

Aw. I be

Where did you go?

What is happening?

Unless you wear the suit, there will be no Wizmas or, or us.

Please, Penny, put on the suit.

Stop being dramatic.

Oh, no. We out.

Well, gotta go. Bye, Big Head Girl.

Stop cry No, no, no, it's okay.

CeCe, calm down. Nobody disappeared.

It's just a trick. No. No, no, no!

Okay, fine, fine. I-I'll put on the suit.

I've put on their suit. See?

Ooh!

Ugh! It's...

Santa! Santa!

What is that smell? Let me out of here!

Calm down, calm down. As you were. At ease.

Looks like we got our Santa.

Oh, elf nah!

A girl can't be Santa.

What? I could be Santa, President, the first person on Mars.

I don't even need a rocket.

I could be anything I wanna be.

And I can be your worst nightmare.

Zip it! Zip it, elves!

Now we have to get busy,

or there's gonna be a million crying kids tomorrow.

Uh-huh.

I gotta get BeBe and CeCe home.

Done.

How did they get in here?

Well, I gotta get home, too.

My parents will ground me from Wizmas past to Wizmas future.

What? Why won't this come off?

What's wrong? What did you do?

We didn't do nothing.

Once you voluntarily put on the suit,

you can't get out of it.

It's just like a group chat with your family.

Put this on. Huh?

Uh, this is not what Santa wears.

Yeah, but the trainee Santa does.

Make it through the night and save Wizmas

for all the little shorties and you'll get the real hat.

Again, Wizmas ain't real.

Honey, listen.

Once you see the joy in the child's eyes, trust me,

you'll know that the Christmas spirit is still alive.

Ah, I don't think so.

Okay, munchkins from Oz, let's do this.

I gotta get out of this itchy beard and icky suit and get home!

Wait. Where are the gifts?

Don't worry.

The bag gives you what you need.

And I guess Gabby knows where to go?

You're catching on, trainee.

Took you long enough. It's almost Juneteenth.

Giddy up, Gabby!

Ho... Ho... Ho. Merry Wizmas.

Ease up, trainee.

Ease up. Gabby got you.

Whee!

Huh.

This is so cool.

Oh, no!

Gabby! Giddy up! Giddy up, Gabby!

Snap to it, trainee.

It's showtime!

Uh-uh, I'm not going down there.

Too late now.

You in it. You elf.

Let me go!

Yeah, yeah, bring me back some cookies.

Hot! Hot! Hot!

I mean, ho-ho-ho, tiny boy I've never met before.

Why are you up?

Oh, we've met before, many time.

Are you okay, Penny? Psst.

He sees you! Deploy the nighty-night dust.

Nighty-night dust?

What...

Ooh, I wouldn't do that if I were you, Penny Proud.

I'm not Penny Proud!

Nighty-night!

Stop!

Stop.

What? What?

Stop! Whoa!

What happened?

Listen, trainee.

Never blow nighty-night dust while standing in front of a fireplace..

You got caught in the updraft.

That's friendly fire.

Hey!

I'm not a reindeer. Help me up!

Ooh, the Spice kids.

Yeah, I'd like to thank the Academy

for giving me this award.

Psst! Hey, let's get out of here.

That's a shady bunch back there.

Naughty by nature.

The bag is not giving them nothing. Whoa!

I mean, the bag don't get it right all the time.

I mean, it is a bag.

Wow.

The Boulevardez family be ballin'.

Okay. Well, there's nothing to do here.

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait.

What... What about the gifts?

They have enough.

I'm starting to like this.

So what's our next stop?

The Gross Sisters.

All right! Yeah!

This is so good.

Somebody pass me pepper sauce, please.

Y'all nasty.

Guys, we don't have time for this,

I gotta get home.

Hmm?

There's no gifts.

The Grosses never get gifts.

That's why they leave this spread.

They think they can buy us off.

But you can't fool the bag.

It knows if you're naughty, nice, or ashy.

And them some ashy girls.

Every day is a snow day around here.

Flakes everywhere.

Wow.

So they never get gifts?

They've never been nice.

Or moisturized.

We need to put some cocoa butter in their stocking.

Come on. We have to leave them something.

It's not our call, trainee.

It's up to the bag.

The oxtail-The gravy

Okay. Hands up, cash out!

What? You jacking us?

No. You're just paying for dinner.

Now cash out, grumpy.

Who knew? Don't do nothing. Please.

Come on, man, we work once a year. Man's, where the check

I'm on a fixed income.

You done set elves back 2,000 Wizmases.

Santa's in the house.

That's the way you do it, girl.

You lookin' good. Gimme some.

Uh-oh-ah, yeah!

Oh, no, it's a fake fireplace.

Abort, abort! Ow.

Relax, sis.

I got this.

I can't get back up this...

What have we here?

Okay, drop the gifts and let's get up out of here.

They only got vegan cookies, and you know, I'm lactose-tolerant.

Hmm.

What's wrong?

You ate them vegan cookies.

See? I tried to tell you. Dry, right?

This is my boss's house.

I should've known when I saw the Gucci Wizmas tree.

See? There is no Christmas spirit here.

Now we can go.

Oh, we're definitely inviting you

to the tree trimming party next year, girl.

Little kids are gonna be so happy.

What in the

You do exist!

Ho-ho... For real?

Ho?

Santa! Santa!

Yay!

We love you, Santa!

Oh!

Aw.

I love you, too, BeBe and CeCe.

I mean, children, I definitely do not know.

Ah.

Huh?

Uhoh.

Psst!

Trainee, snap out of it!

Whoa!

Hurry up!

Hurry up, come on.

Come on.

Bam!

Don't even try to lie.

Yes, you did. I saw you see it.

We told you.

You didn't tell me anything. I didn't see nothing glowing,

no magic, nothing! I ain't see anything!

What's wrong, Penny? Everything okay?

Do I need to slap Billy? 'Cause I'll do it.

Y'all should've seen it.. Little shorties lit her up.

Eyeballs got all wet. She almost quit.

Yeah, the glow gets you.

I almost cried my first time, but I'm a strong elf.

Okay, look, guys, it's been fun, but I'm home,

so I'll see you around.

When? Hopefully never.

Are you kidding?

Remember, it's not a job, Okay. Come on.

it's an adventure! Hey!

Ahhh! Wait, what are y'all doing?

Ah, no, no, no! No, no, no!

Whoo! I don't know how y'all do it.

Especially with them little legs, little arms, that big old head.

Ooh, I know that's heavy.

Now I can't speak for everybody but me? I worked out.

Yeah, at Wiz Burgers, wimpy.

You in worse shape than Santa.

Can't even do a pushup.

Well, it's been real, short kings and queens.

Although I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming.

I had fun. Really.

Job well done, trainee.

You were our best Santa.

I didn't think I was gonna like you

because your head is so big.

Okay, okay. I get it.

Goodbye, trainee.

It was nice having another girl around here.

You know, I told you that

once you saw the joy in those little cutie pie's eyes,

you would know that Christmas is still alive.

And don't try to say you didn't.

Yeah, I did.

I just wish everybody else could.

Thanks, Belinda.

Oh,

And you too, Gabby.

Trainee, hold on.

Goodbye, Galactus.

Ooh.

Oh, that was a crazy dream.

I gotta stop eating Proud Snacks before bed.

Wha... The power's out?

It's time for Sun-ta Claus to shine!

Daddy?

Hey, Mama, what happened?

No Wizmas Party.

Why don't we go back to our original idea,

Wizmas in Paradise?

No!

Oh, goodness. This is a catastrophe.

Ms. Rogue? What are you doing here?

Honey, I was invited.

I found it under my mutilated Gucci Wizmas trees

sprinkled with the crumbs

from my vegan white chocolate macadamia cookies,

which are all gone, by the way.

I called the police, don't you worry.

"You and the children of A Place of Our Own Children's Shelter

are invited to..."

Wai... Wait, why would Santa give you this?

What?

You lived in the shelter, didn't you, Ms. Rogue?

Okay, that's it. We're leaving.

Get back on the bus, kids. Well, wait, wait!

Mama, we gotta do something.

We cannot disappoint the kids.

There's nothing we can do, Penny.

We weren't set up for them anyway.

Well, we would have been if you hadn't hijacked the party.

Oh, well, this wouldn't have been a problem

if somebody had recognized

the magic of Santa Claus. Exactly.

Stop it!

Where's the Christmas spirit?

Suga Mama, aren't you the one who told me

"When life gives you avocados, make guacamole."

Penny, baby, look around. You see any avocados?

So we can't have a white Christmas,

or Christmas in Paradise.

Wizmas! Okay, Wizmas! Fine.

As long as we have the spirit, that's all that matters, isn't it?

Yeah, I remember at my abuela's house in Mexico,

she hated store-bought decorations.

We'd make these paper lanterns to decorate the tree.

That's a great idea, Mrs. B.

Oh, what tree? That one's dead.

Huh.

Oh, that's not a problem.

We've got ten Christmas trees at our house.

That's the spirit, Mr. B.

You must be married to Mrs. B!

And I'll bring my food truck and whip up a Jamaican feast.

Jerk chicken, jerk ball, jerk broccolini.

And for dessert, jerk cobbler.

I don't know.

You might want to leave that cobbler at home.

You can give me the cobbler.

Thank you, Mrs. Gross.

Well, since Sister Jerk is making all that food,

I

I suppose I could make some guacamole.

Oh, I knew I could count on you, Suga Mama.

You see, Mama, Mr. Randall?

We can do this.

For the children.

Okay, Penny Proud, for the kids.

Ahhh, we have a problem!

I can't operate a food truck.

The power's out!

We have power.

Don't we, Mr. Proud? Peabo, shut up.

Oscar, what is he talking about?

Who knows? He's a little kid. He got one brain cell.

Well, I know in the Proud Snacks factory, we have 250 GW of AA lithium batteries,

enough to power 40,000 toys

or the entire city of Emilyville for 100 years.

That's power, baby.

Seriously, Oscar?

No, no, no, Trudy.

I spent every dime I had to buy one thing I knew

everyone would need for Wizmas: batteries.

And there's no way I'm giving 'em away.

Then I'll buy them from you, skinny man.

Sold to the rich lady with the Sable Card.

Attaboy, Trudy.

I mean, stand there and do your duty.

Oh, thank you, Talia!

I mean, Ms. Rogue.

No.

Thank you, Penny,

for reminding me it's better to give than get.

All right, time to...

Time to let go.

Just one more thing.

From this moment forth, no more of that Wizmas business.

It's officially Christmas again!

It's Christmas again. Yay!

Ah, there you go.

Where's the turkey? I put it in the fryer for you, baby.

Just trying to help out.

What? A frozen turkey in hot grease?

What do we have here? Oh, my favorite.

No!

Hmm, I never thought I'd like reindeer meat.

Who knew?

What are you doing here?

What do you think I'm doing? I'm working.

Santa gotta keep his weight up.

And thanks for filling in for me last night.

The guys tell me Wizmas...

I mean, Christmas went off without a hitch.

Except for this Fyre Festival.

Haven't seen Ja Rule yet. Have you seen Ja Rule?

Last night?

What are you talking about?

Right!

They must have hit you with the nighty-night dust.

Remember what you said to me at the mall?

Still think the spirit of Christmas is dead?

I still think Wizmas is wrong, but...

Feliz Navidad, Suga Mama.

Daddy! Hey!

No.

I guess it isn't.

And it never will be.

As long as you keep believing, Penny.

Hey, Penny, come on!

We're getting ready to sing Christmas carols.

I'll be there in just a second.

So...

What?

Hey, Penny.

Merry Christmas.

Oh, thanks, Kareem.

This is so sweet. You didn't have to.

Oh, it's not from me. You're getting cookies.

They docked my pay and fired me after that riot you started.

No, it's the envelope that you were looking for.

Mall Santa gave it to me to give to you.

So it wasn't a dream?

Ho-ho-ho!

Merry Christmas!

It's so big.

Y'all, look.

It's snowing.

Merry Christmas.