All language subtitles for 4 The.Ultimate.Christmas.Present.2000.ENG

♪ Deck The Halls With
Boughs 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 ♪

♪ Don We Now Our Gay Apparel ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La La La ♪

♪ Troll The Ancient
Yuletide Carol ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

Ho, Ho, Ho!

♪ Everybody Say Yeah ♪

♪ See The Blazing
Yule Before Us ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

♪ Strike The Harp And
Join The Chorus ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

♪ Follow Me In Merry Measure ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La La La ♪

♪ Heedless Of The Wind
And Weather ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

And Now With Today's L.A.
Weather, Here's Edwin Hadley.

Goood Morning,
Los Angeles.

There's Only 3 More Days
Until Christmas,

So Be Sure To Ask Santa
For Plenty Of Sunscreen,

Because We'll Be Having
Hot And Sunny Weather...

F-For The Next Several Days.

This Is Primarily Due To A 3 %
Drop In The Atmospheric Pressure

From The Jet Stream Winds In
The Northwestern Troposphere

Combined With A Steady 24 3/4 %
Precipitation Factor, So...

If Some Of You Young Meteorologists
Have An Isobar Chart At Home--

Boring.

Oh, No, It... That's Ok.
We Can Change The Menu Again, Mrs. Dombrowski.

Mom! I Can't Find
My Smash Crash Load Game.

I Left It In The Computer.

Ok, Honey,
I'm Really Busy.

No, The Airport Is Going To Be A Zoo,
So Get There Early.

Hey, Which Tie,
The Red Or Blue?

Uh, Red.
It's More Christmassy.

No, No, No, I Was
Talking To My Wife.

I Was Talking
To My Husband, Sorry.

Allie, Will You Get That?
Get The Phone. Get The Phone!

Joey, Eat!
Enough With The Syrup!

Thompsons.

Sam, Get Over Here
Right Away.

Walk!

Walk!

Blake Lynch Called Me,
And We're Invited To His Christmas Party.

I'll Be Right Over.

Ok, Tell Me Everything.

Ok. Blake's Party's
At 4:00 On Christmas,

And I Told Him We'd Be There A Couple
Of Hours Early So We Can Help Decorate.

That Way, We Can Spend
A Couple Of Hours With Him

Before Anyone Else
Gets There.

You're A Genius!

Thanks. I Know.

Samantha, Do You Realize That We're
About To Leave Behind Our Lives

As Geeky Semioutsiders And Evolve Into Cool,
Popular Insiders?

At Last!

Samantha, What Do You Think Of When
You Hear BONESFORBOWSER.COM?

Um... A Website That
Sells Dog Bones?

Exactly!

See, I Told You
It Was Catchy.

Dad, Do You Really Think People Will Want
To Buy Dog Bones Over The Internet?

Oh, They Will, When They Learn We Have
Over 100 Varieties To Choose From.

Our Investors In
San Francisco Will Love It.

How Long Are You Going
To Be Gone This Time?

Just A Day.

I'll Be Back
Tomorrow Morning.

So, Tomorrow Night We Should
Definitely Get Together

And Discuss Our Schedules
For Christmas Day.

I Was, Uh,
I Was Thinking We'd Open Presents From 8:00 To 10:00

And, Uh, Church At 11:00...

And Have Lunch At, Uh... Oh,
At 12:30. What Do You Think Of That?

We'll Be Done By 2:00,
Right?

We've Gotta Be.
That's When My Basketball Tournament Starts.

And Sam And I Have
A Party.

Don't Forget Uncle Don And
Aunt Gwen Are Coming Around 6:0

With The Grandparents.

Ok, Well, Just Bring Your Schedules,
And I'll Make A Chart.

Mom Loves Making Charts.

I Heard That.

Creative Catering.

Well, Hello,
Mr. Fortuna.

Sure, We Can Add 4
People, No Problem.

See Ya, Mom.

Bye, Sweetie.

Uh, No,
I Was Talking To My Daughter. Sorry.

Bye, Dad.
Have A Good Flight.

And If You Get Some Time
For Christmas Shopping,

I Really,
Really Want Pro-Line Deluxe Rollerblades.

Well, Don't You Already
Have Rollerblades?

They're So Last-Year.
The New Ones Have Carbon-Fiber Tips

With Wheels That Are Road-Tested
Up To 80 Miles Per Hour.

Oh, Well, That's Reassuring.

I've Got To Get The New
Renegade Starship Video Game.

Don't Forget.

Hey!
Aren't You Kids Forgetting What Christmas Is All About?

No. It's About Presents.

Kidding!

Bye!

Walk!

Remember That A Paragraph
Concentrates On One Idea.

If You're Moving On To Another Idea,
Conclude The Paragraph

And Start A New One.

Allie! Allie!

Oh, Um, Yes, Mrs. Lopez.

Allie, How's Your Creative-Writing Paper Coming Along?

Which One?

The One I Assigned
Last Week.

5 Pages, Single-Spaced,
Due Tomorrow.

Oh... Yeah, That One. It's, Uh, Genius.
Best Thing I've Ever Written.

Congratulations.
What's It About?

Oh, Uh...
It's About, Uh...

It's About...
It's About William Shakespeare.

Who... Wakes Up One Morning And
Finds Himself Living Here, Today.

But The Problem Is No One
Believes Who He Really Is,

And He Has To Make Money,
So He Gets A Job Flipping Burgers At A Fast-Food Place.

And During His Breaks,
He Writes Plays,

And Pretty Soon, He Comes Up With A New
One Called A Tale Of 2 Pickles Which--

You Want Me To Finish?

Let's Keep It A Surprise.
I Look Forward To Reading It.

I Have To Admit, That
Was A Pretty Good Story,

For Just Making It Up
On The Spot.

Yeah, But Now I've Got To Write It,
And I Forgot Almost Everything I Said.

It's Not Fair. Tomorrow's The Very
Last Day Before Christmas Vacation.

I Hate To Bring This Up,
But We Did Have A Week To Do It.

That's Not The Point, Sam.

Ok. So, What Is
The Point?

The Point Is I Have
Got To Come Up With A Plan,

Some Way To Get Out Of Doing This Paper At All Costs.

Hey, Allie, Sam.

Hi, Blake!
Hi, Blake!

Can You Guys Still Come To My Christmas Party?

Uh, Yeah.

Yeah.

And Like I Said,
We'll Come Over Early So We Can Help Decorate.

Cool. By The Way, Allie,
Your Story In Class Was Awesome.

Oh, Thanks.

Well, Bye.

Bye!

Uh-Oh, What Time Is It?

4:00.

Ahh. We've Got 72 Hours
Until Blake's Party,

And We Have To Get
To The Library,

And We Still Haven't Even Gotten
Joey's Christmas Present Yet.

Forget It, Al.
We'll Never Make It.

Sure We Will.
Joey And His Friends Take A Shortcut

Through The Woods All The Time.
It'll Be Perfect.

Allie, Are You Sure
About This?

Positive.

We'll Be Home
Before You Know It.

Didn't We Pass That Same
Tree, Like, An Hour Ago?

We'll Be There In 5 Minutes.
Trust Me.

Every Time You Say, "Trust Me,"
I Either End Up In Detention

Or On A Missing-Persons
List.

Whoa. Check It Out.

What?

That.

What A Weird
Little House.

I Know.

Have You Ever Seen
It Before?

No.

But I've Never Been Lost In These Woods Before, Either.

What Are You Doing?

I'm Gonna Find Out
Who Lives There.

Come On.

Allie, Whoever It Is,

There's A Reason They Built Their House Way Out Here.

Like Privacy.

There's Some Old Guy Inside.
He's Building Something.

That's Nice. Let's Go.

What'll You Give Me
If I Ding-Dong-Ditch?

Nothing.

Oh, Come On.

If I Ring The Doorbell,
Then You Do My English Paper,

But If I Get Scared And Chicken Out,
I Do Yours.

Mine's Almost Finished.
Besides He Could Catch Us.

No, He Won't.
Anyway, We Can Outrun An Old Man.

Grrr...

Durn It All!

I Am So Out Of Here.

Cranberries. It's Just A Machine.
It's Just Wires And Gears.

Wait A Second.

W-W-Wait....

Oh.

What Do You Think
It Is?

I Don't Know.
Put It Back.

Why? He Threw It Out.

But It's Still
Not Yours.

It's Garbage.
It's Anybody's. Come On!

Contraption... Never Works Right...
More Trouble Than It's Worth.

Oh, No!

Creative Catering.
Ruben Speaking.

Excuse Me, Did You
Just Say Christmas Eve?

Ok, No Offense,
But You're Crazy.

Christmas Eve Has Been Booked Solid For, Like,
8 Months Now. Hello!

Hello?
He Hung Up On Me.

Well, That's Because
You Insulted Him.

I Did Not Insult Him.
I Told Him The Truth.

He's Crazy. Christmas Eve Bookings.
Plan Ahead, People.

Mom, When Are We Going To Get Our Christmas Tree?

We're Going To Get The Tree As Soon
As Dad Comes Back From San Francisco.

But All The Good Ones
Will Be Gone By Then.

Well, Then We're Just
Gonna Have To Stand

Uncle Don And Aunt Gwen Up In A
Corner And Decorate Them, I Guess.

Are They Really Coming?

Joey...

But Uncle Don Always
Smokes Those Smelly Cigars,

And Aunt Gwen Never Gets My Name Right.
She Always Calls Me Josie.

That's The Name
Of Her Own Poodle.

Hey, Everybody!

Sure Smells Good
In Here.

Yeah, We Never Get To Eat The Good Stuff.
We Get Frozen Dinners.

Hah, You Do Not.

You Get Takeout.
How Was School?

Uh... Fine.
We're Going To Go Upstairs And Do Some Homework.

Walk!

You Know That Tv Show Where People
Take Their Junk To Some Expert,

And He Tells Them It's
Worth A Million Dollars?

Well, Maybe This Is
Worth Something.

Or Maybe It's
Just Junk.

Nah, It's Too New
To Be Junk.

It's Kind Of
Cool-Looking.

I Wonder What It Does.

Oh, What Did You Do?

I Just Touched
That Button.

Well, Try Another One.
Maybe It'll Turn It Off.

Wow!

Awesome!

Oh, This Is So Cool.

Hey, I Think You Figured Out How It Works.

Yeah.
Now Help Me Stop It.

Aah!

You'll Flood
The Place!

I'm Trying Not To!

Let's Try This.

That Is So Cool!

Wow! Let Me Try!

No, No, No, No, No.

Aah!

Aah!

Oh! Whoa,
How Fierce Is That!

What's Fierce?!

Hey, Joey, Stay Out!

Why?

'Cause I Said So.

You're Not
The Boss Of Me!

Mom! Allie's
Bossing Me!

No, I'm Not!

Are You Wrapping
My Christmas Present?

What Did You Get Me?
Don't Tell Me!

Let Me Guess.
You Got Me A Football. No, No, No.

I Know.
You Got Me A Poster Of The Laker Girls!

Joey! Stay Out, Or I'm
Not Getting You Anything!

I Mean It!

You'd Better Hide It Good,
Or Else I'll Find It. I Always Do.

My Turn!

Check Out These Symbols.

This Must Be Some Sort
Of Weather-Making Machine.

I Wonder What
This Swirly Line Means.

Whoa!

Whoa, Whoa!

Turn It! Turn It!
Turn It!

Here, Let's Try
This One.

Aah! Earthquake!

Aah! Earthquake!

Do You Feel That?

Oh, Don't Panic!
Get Under A Table Or An Open Doorway!

Get A Transistor Radio! Get Some Bottled Water!
Get Some Canned Goods!

Just Try And Stay
Calm, Ok?

It's Ok. It's Ok. It's Over.
It Was Just A Truck Passing By.

Yeah, Right. That's What They Said Just
Before The Big One In '94, Remember?

Ooh, Sorry!

It's Ok.
At Least We Know What That Jiggly Line Means.

We'll Just Leave That One
Alone From Now On.

Let's Try The Snow One.

Wow!

Oh, This Is So Rad!

Why Would That Man
Throw It Out?

Maybe He Didn't Mean
To Throw It Out.

Yes, He Did.
We Saw Him.

Well, We Should Bring It Back.
I Mean, This Thing Could Flood A City

Or Cause A Blizzard
Or...

Do I Even Want To Know What's
Going Through Your Mind?

Sam, How Would You Like To Start
Christmas Vacation A Day Early?

How?

With A Snow Day.

A What?

A Snow Day. You Know,
My Cousin Stan Lives In Boston,

And He Said Every Once In A While,
They Get So Much Snow

That They Have To Close
Down The Schools

'Cause They Can't Clear
The Roads Fast Enough.

We Do It With This. We'll Just Put It Outside,
Crank Up The Volume,

And Make It Snow Real Hard.

Are You Nuts?
Do You Know How Much Trouble We Could Get In?

Sam... How Happy Would Everybody Be If
We Actually Had A White Christmas In L.A.

For Like The First Time Ever?

We'd Be Doing This Incredible
Service For Our Community.

Well...

And Guess What Else?
If Tomorrow Is A Snow Day,

Then We Have 2 Extra Weeks To Do
That Dumb Creative-Writing Assignment.

And Even More Important,

We Have A Whole Extra Day To Plan What
We're Going To Wear For Blake's Party.

Am I Brilliant Or What?

In A Mad Scientist
Sort Of Way.

Allie!

Oh, Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!

I Need Your Help, Honey.

Yeah, Mom.

What Have You Guys
Been Doing In Here?

Uh...

The Floor's Soaked!

Oh, Sorry, Mom.
We'll Clean It Up.

Allie I Have 5 Parties In 2 Days.
I Need Some Help.

Ok.

Now! Get Some Towels,
Mop Up The Water So It Doesn't Ruin The Floor.

And How Many Times Have I Told You To
Put Your Dirty Clothes In The Hamper?

I'll Do It. I'll Do It, Mom.
Don't. Don't. I Got It.

Ugh!

W-W-What Are You Doing?

Shh!

It Isn't Working.

Mmm, Maybe It Just
Takes Some Time.

Well, It Was
A Great Idea Anyway.

Better Get Started
On That Paper.

All Dollies
To Loading Dock B.

All Dollies
To Loading Dock B, Please.

Shirley, Has Santa Called In
From The Summer Cabin Yet?

No, Mrs. Claus.

All Right. Well, Then,
Send In The Elves.

Right Away.

Hey, Mrs. Claus!

Get Ready
To Be Impressed!

Say Good-Bye
To The Old North Pole

And Hello
To The New.

Santa's 21ST-Century
Toy Factory And Warehouse.

Every Square Inch Of The 10-Mile
Radius Completely Automated.

Absolutely Nothing
Is Touched By Elfin Hands.

And Since Elves Are
Going To Be Obsolete,

We're Going To
Retrain Them To Be...

Telemarketers!

Taking Phone, Catalogue,
And Internet Orders

24 Hours A Day,
365 Days A Year.

I Know What You're
Thinking, Mrs. C.

"Crumpet,
What About Tradition?

"Won't The Public
Be Disappointed

With The Fact That Santa Has
Entered The Digital Age?"

"No," We Say.

Phooey!

Because Half The Stuff They Print About Us Anyway,

Is Totally Wrong.

Heck, People Still
Think We're 3 Feet Tall

And Have Squeaky
Little Voices.

Ha Ha Ha.

So, What Do You Think,
Mrs. C?

Hey, Don't Beat
Around The Bush, Mrs. C.

All Right.

I Think It's The Worst
Idea I've Ever Heard.

Ohh.

Well, Is That
A "No" Or A "Maybe"?

Excuse Me.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Mama, The Weather
Machine Is Missing!

Oh! The Weather
Machine Is Missing?

Huh?

It's Gone.

It's Vanished.
It's Disappeared!

Oh, I Never Should've
Tossed It Out.

You Tossed It Out?

It Wasn't Working Properly,

And So I Was Frustrated,

And I...
I Threw It In The Trash.

And When I Went
To Get It Back,

It Wasn't There Anymore.

All Right, Darling.

It Must've Been
Just Misplaced.

Did You Search
The Cabin?

Yes.

Retraced Your Steps?

Yes!

Tell Him
To Check His Pockets.

Did You Check
Your Pockets, Dear?

It Can't Fit In My Pockets!

Oh.

What If It Gets
Into The Wrong Hands?

There's No Telling
What Could Happen.

The Consequences
Could Be Disastrous!

All Right, Darling.
Calm Down.

There's No Time To Calm Down.

I Have To Find That Machine!

You Will.
I'll Send Help.

Fiona And Twinkle
Will Be There

Before You Can
Name The Reindeer.

Christmas
Is 3 Days Away.

You Can't Spare
My Best Elves Now.

Don't Worry.
We'll Manage.

Give Me A Kiss.

Mama.

Papa.

Ho Ho Ho!

Mmm.

Bye, Dear.

Bye.

Uh, We'll Go.

Yeah, We'll Go!

We Can Help Santa
Better Than Anyone.

Yeah, 'Cause, Uh,
When You Need To Find A Lost Weather Machine,

We're The Only Elves
For The Job.

Please!

Please, Mrs. C.

All Right, Then.
Come On.

Oh Ho Ho!

It's A Light Load,

So You Shouldn't Need
More Than 2 Reindeer.

Let Me See.
Why Don't You Take Prancer And Vixen.

They Don't Get Out Much.

Ok.
Except... Except...

Except There's
One Small Problem.

What?

Tell Her.

Well, See,
I'm Kind Of Afraid Of Reindeer.

I Got Bit Once
By Dasher.

Well, You Shouldn't
Have Poked Him.

I Didn't Poke Him.
I Petted Him.

No, You Poked Him
Like This.

Hey!

Hey, Back!

I'm Getting Always--

Boys.

I'll Fight You.
I'll Fight You--

Boys!

I'm Sorry.

But I'm Going To Have To Send For Fiona And Twinkle.

No!

No!

This Is
The Perfect Opportunity

To Show Off
Our Newest Invention.

Let's Show Her.
Let's Show Her.

Ok, Mrs. C.,
You're About To Witness

The Greatest Invention
In History.

Introducing...

North Pole S.U.V.

S.U.V.?

Santa Utility Vehicle!

The World's Very First
Rocket-Powered Toy-Delivery System!

Hey, Joey.

Have You Studied
Much Shakespeare?

What's Shakespeare?

Forget It.

Allie!

What?

Your Father Would
Like To Talk To You.

♪ You're Gonna Get It ♪

Hello?

Hi, Dad.

What Is This I Hear
About You And Samantha

Practically Destroying
Your Room?

Um, Well,
Things Kind Of Got A Little Out Of Hand.

It's... Kind Of
A Long Story.

But We Cleaned
Everything Up.

Allie, You're 13 Years Old.

That's Too Old To Be
Acting Up Like That.

Yeah, I Know.
Sorry, Dad.

And Don't Forget
What Time Of Year It Is.

Santa Might Find Out.
And, Uh...

We Don't Want That
To Happen, Do We?

No.

What?

Oh, My Gosh, Kids!

It's Snowing!

Mom Says It's--

No Way!

What?!

Oh, My Gosh,
Come Here!

No Waaay!

Oh, It's Snow!

Look At That!

Yes!

Hello?

Give Me The Phone!

Steve! You Are Not
Going To Believe This!

It Is Snowing Here!

It's What?

Yaaay!

Try And Catch One
With Your Tongue!

So Cool!

This Is So Great!

Hey,
Did You Ever Think

You'd See A White Christmas In L.A.?

No!

Maybe A Brown One
Due To A Mud Slide,

But Definitely
Not This.

Hang On.
I'm Getting My Camera!

Ok.

Pretty Wild, Huh?

Yeah! Who'd
Have Thought?

♪ Deck The Halls
With Boughs Of Holly ♪

♪ Fa La La La
La La La La ♪

♪ 'Tis The Season
To Be Jolly ♪

♪ Fa La La La La
La La La La ♪

♪ Don We Now Our Gay Apparel ♪

♪ Fa La La
La La La La-- ♪

Ohhh!

Are We Almost There?

Yeah, In About 3 Hours.

Ugh. Can We
Make A Pit Stop?

Why?

You Know Why.

Hmm.
Didn't I Tell You To Go To The Bathroom

Before We Left?

Well, I Did,
But I Got To Go Again!

Well, We're
Not Stopping.

Cross Your Legs
Or Something.

Whew!

Ugh!

Are We Supposed
To Be Heading East?

What?

The Compass.
It's Pointing East.

You Nitwit!
That's Not A Compass.

That's A Fuel Gauge.

Oh!

Sparky, Didn't I Tell You To Put Gas In The Gas Tank?

Yeah!

Did You?

Oh.
I Think I Forgot.

Well, We're Taking
A Pit Stop Now.

Ok, Everybody,
Here We Go!

In 5, 4, 3, 2...

You're On!

Good Evening.
This Is Edwin Hadley,

Here With Your Channel 3
Evening Action Weather.

The Weather Continues
As Predicted. Sunny Days,

Continuing... Into Only
Slightly Cooler Evenings.

We Interrupt This Program For
A Special Weather Bulletin. Ah...

Ah...

I'm--I'm Sorry.
There Seems To Be Some Kind Of Mistake.

You See,
I've Just Been Handed A Report That Says There's...

Well, There's Snow Outside.

As We All Know,
That's Impossible,

So I'll Simply
Disregard This.

And Now,
Back To Our Real Report. As I Said,

Sunny Days Ahead.
For The Next 5 Days, We--

What Is It Now?
I Told You That This Is Impossible!

Can You Not See
That I'm Up Here?

Ladies And Gentlemen,

I Can Assure You

That There Is Not Now,
Nor Has There Ever Been,

At This Elevation And Temperature,
Even The Most Remote Possibility Of--

Ohh.

Snow.

Ahem.

It Does Seem That The Los
Angeles Area Is Experiencing

An Unexpected Cold Front...

Combined With Increased Levels Of Precipitation,
Which In Turn,

Has Resulted...

In Snow.

Oh, My.

Come On.

Come On, Keep Going.
Keep Going.

Snow, Indeed.

The Storm
Started Somewhere.

Before This Night
Is Through,

I'm Gonna Figure Out Where.

Edwin!

Don't Bother Me Now.

I'm In The Middle
Of An Important,

Groundbreaking
Research Project.

Ok. Sure. No Problem.

But Mr. Martino Wants To See You.
Right Away.

Though I Suppose It's Never Too Late To Take A Break.

What Do You Want For Christmas, Edwin?

Well, Sir, I Hadn't
Really Given It Much Thought.

But, Uh, As Long As
You Brought It Up,

I Was Hoping To Be Able To Talk
To You About The Possibility

Of A Pay Raise--
A Small One, Of Course.

Hmm. You Know What I Want?

I Want To Wake Up
One Morning,

Turn On The Tv,

And See You With A Nice,
Bright Smile On Your Face

Instead Of That Lemon-Sucking
Grin You Got On Right Now.

Well, Uh,
Sir, I Wasn't Aware--

I Want To See You
Wearing Something Else

Instead Of That Idiotic Scrap
Of Cloth You Call A Bow Tie.

This Is From
The Signature Collection--

And You Want To Know What I Want Most Of All?

I Want You To Once,

Just Once
In My Lifetime,

To Keep Me Awake
When I Watch You.

What Are You Insinuating?

Oh!

Do I Have To Spell It
Out For You? Ok.

You Are Dull,

Boring,
Tedious,

Tiresome, A Yawnfest,
A Snooze-A-Thon.

I'd Rather Watch Paint
Dry Then To Watch You.

And Then
To Top It All Off...

Hello! There's A Snowstorm Outside!
In Los Angeles!

And You Didn't
Even See It Coming!

Well, No One Did, Sir.
It Was Quite Unexpected.

Oh.
Did The Weather Fairy Just Wave Her Magic Wand,

And Poof! It Snowed?

Yes, Sir.
Well, It's...

I Mean...

I Mean, No, Sir.

But The Pattern
Of This Storm

Is Unlike
Any Other In History.

Instead Of Moving
Across Its Target,

It Seems To Have Just Appeared
And Spread Out In All Directions.

So, In Measuring
The Amount Of Snowfall,

I'm Going To Be Able To Determine
From Where It's Been The Longest,

Thus Where It Began.

Ok, Wait, Wait.

Imagine
I'm The Audience.

And, Hey, Guess What?
I'm Asleep!

Well, Mr. Martino,
As To--

Oh, Come On, Hadley!
Let's Face It. You Are A Joke,

An Embarrassment,
The Worst Weatherman In The World!

You Know,
The Only Reason I Kept You Around This Long

Is Because I'm Married
To Your Sister.

But Even She Says
I Should Let You Go.

Belinda Said That?

Uh-Huh.

But Since It's
The Holidays

And I'm Feeling
Very Charitable,

I'm Going To Give
You One More Chance.

Now You Are Gonna
Go Out There,

And Dig Up Some Real News About This Storm.

Like Are
The Backstreet Boys

Going To Cancel Their Concert In The Park?

Or How's Brad Pitt Getting To
The Set Of His New Movie?

That's What I Want
To Know!

Yes, Sir!

Good. Oh, Oh, Oh!

And Be Sure To Get A Lot Of Hard-Luck
Stories About Cars Not Starting

And People
Slipping On Ice--

You Know, Christmas
Being Ruined.

It'll Help Boost
Our Ratings.

Yes, Sir!

Good.

Oh, And, Hadley.

About
That Pay Raise?

Yes, Sir.

Forget It!

Yes, Sir.

Please Understand
That This Snowfall

Was Completely Unexpected,
A Meteorological Fluke,

If You Will. It--It--It Did Not Show Up On, Uh,
On Our Radar.

Ok, Ok! What About
The Schools?

Rest Assured That As Of This Moment,
I'm Doing Everything In My Power

To Trace Its Origin.

Now, If I Were To Hasten
A Hypothetical Guess,

I Would Be Looking For A Mass
Of Polar Air From The North,

Quite Possibly, Alaska.

Now Imagine As The Air Wends Its Way
Down From Alaska And Through Canada,

The Smell Of Sockeye Salmon
Wending Through Bakersfield

And Coming Down Through Arizona
Into The San Fernando Valley,

Where It Would Meet Up
With A Subtropical Air Front,

Carrying With It
The Smells Of Mexico

And The Sounds
Of The Mariachi Band.

We Would Get
A Sort Of Mixture

And An Interplay Between These 2 Different Isobar,
Isothermic Fronts,

Creating A Sort Of
Meteorological Lambada.

If You Will--

Ok.

That's Right, Folks.
All This Glorious Snow

Isn't A Special Effect Dreamed Up By Tinseltown,
But The Real Thing.

And Good News
For All You Kids.

Put Down Your Books
And Grab Your Snowboards,

Because The Following
Schools Are Closed.

Adams High School,
Cutler Elementary...

Yeahhh!

Evergreen High School,
Fairfax Elementary,

Fairview Junior High,
Century Middle School,

Grant Junior High.
Grant Junior High. Come On.

Carine Elementary,
Harrison Elementary,

Oh, What About Grant?
Did She Say Grant?

No!

Jackson Elementary,
Jackson High School,

Harrisburg High School,
Inglewood Middle School.

I'm Sorry.
I Skipped One.

Grant Junior High--

Yaaay!

Yaaaay!

It's Snow!

I'll Be Right Back.

Whooo!

You're So Mean!

I'm Gonna Get You!

Ahhh!

Ha Ha Ha!

Wow!

Yeaaaah!
Ha Ha Ha!

♪ Jingle Bells,
Jingle Bells ♪

♪ Jingle All The Way ♪

Hey, Mr. C!

Sorry We're Late.

I Bet You're Glad
To See Us.

Where's Twinkle And Fiona?

Oh, They Were Gonna Come,

But A Crisis Like This
Required The Best.

So We Volunteered!

Lucky Me.

What In The World Is That?

Oh, This Old Thing?

Nothing But The Greatest Revolution

In Christmas
Industry.

That Is,
Since Your Patented Chimney Expander.

Christmas Is Not An Industry, Crumpet.
It's A Holiday.

We've Been Meaning To Talk To You About That.
Ok, Mr. C,

Connect With Me. Ok,
Stay Right There.

Think About This.

4-Wheel-Drive
All The Time,

On The Fly,

And Unlimited
Cargo Space

And, Wait,
You Ready For This?

This Is The Kicker.

No More Nasty Reindeer
To Contend With.

I--I Can't Think
About This Right Now.

We've Got To Find That Machine
Before The Snow Gets Any Worse.

You Got It, Chief.

Although, Uh, You Know,
Sparky And I Have A Few New Gift Ideas

We Want To Run By You.
Like, We Got--

Crumpet!

Ok, Ok, Ok!

Uh, Where Would I Be
If I Was A Weather Machine?

Did You Check
The Cabin?

Yes.

Did You
Retrace Your Steps?

Yes!

Did You Check Your Pockets?

I've Been
Through This Before!

I've Checked
Every Square Inch Of--

What's This?

I Know This One!

Uh, It's
A Trash Can Lid.

Underneath!

A Shoeprint.

This Is Terrible.
It's My Worst Fear Come True.

The Weather Machine
Has Been Stolen.

The 14 Inches...

Of Snow...

That Has Fallen
Since Last Night

Easily Eclipses The Previous
Record For Los Angeles County

Of 0.3 Inches

On January 19, 1949.

Nothing Suspicious About That Snowfall,
On That Day.

Yes.
Mrs.Dombrowski, I Promise Even With The Snow,

We Will Have Everything For Your Party.

In Fact,
It's Almost Ready As We Speak.

Yes.
Ok, You Know What?

I Have To Go, Though.
My Other Line Is Ringing.

Ok, I'll See You
Soon. Bye-Bye.

Creative Catering.

Hello, Darling.
How's It Going?

Oh, Hi, Honey.
I Am So Crazed.

Are You On
Your Way Home?

Not Quite.

You Know That
Snowstorm Of Yours...

Well, It Started Here
About An Hour Ago.

That's Why I Called.
My Flight's Delayed.

How Long?

Oh, They Don't Know Yet,

But At Least
A Couple Of Hours.

Oh, Honey,
I Am So Sorry.

Yeah. Me, Too.

Oh, Well.
Give Me A Chance To Eat Some Delicious Airport Food.

How Are The Kids?

Well,
They're Great

'Cause The Schools
Are Closed.

Oh. Lucky Them.

Lucky You.

Well, You Know What?
Actually, It's Been Fun.

I Mean, You Should See Allie.
She Is Out Of Her Mind.

It's Almost Like She Personally Ordered Up This

From The Weather
Service Herself.

Well, What Do
You Think?

Definitely Needs
More Sugar.

You're Right!

Bawk!
Too Much!

Shh, Quiet.
She's On The Phone.

Don't Forget
To Tell Steve About

The Rollerblades.

Oh, Honey,
Before I Forget.

I Am Having
The Hardest Time

Finding Those Rollerblades For Allie.

Nobody Has Her Size.

What Size Is She?

Length, 7 Inches.

Check.

Width, 3 1/2 Inches.

Check.

Elliptical
Shoe Tread.

Check.

You Know, This Program
We Put Together,

For Lack Of
A Better Word, Santa,

Fantastic!

In Just A Couple
Of Seconds,

It's Gonna Tell Us
We're Looking For--

An Eagle's Flight
Running Shoe, Size 7.

Ok.

How Did You
Know That?

I Delivered 40,000
Of Them Last Year,

And There Are 1,937 Girls In
Los Angeles With Size-7 Feet.

Hmm.
That's A Lot.

Yeah. That's A Lot.

Yeah.

I Suggest We Dispense
With The Nice Girls.

We'll Take
The Naughty-Girl List,

And We'll Work
Our Way Through Them.

See, That's Why
We're Connected, Santa,

Because Sparky And I
Put Together This

Awesome Naughty And Nice
Software Program.

Give It To Me.
Thanks.

Uh, Uh, It's--
It's Ok. Shh...

Was This
In Your Candy Pocket?

Well, It's, Uh,-- You Know,
That's Nasty.

Boys!

I've Got The List.

Let's Go.
There's No Time To Lose.

Now You Got Him
All Mad.

♪ There's A Man Who Leads
A Life Of Danger ♪

♪ To Everyone He Meets,
He Stays A Stranger ♪

♪ With Every Move
He Makes ♪

♪ The Other Chance
He Takes ♪

♪ Odds Are He Won't
Live To See Tomorrow ♪

♪ Secret Agent Man ♪

♪ Secret Agent Man ♪

♪ They're Giving You
A Number ♪

♪ And Taking Away
Your Name ♪

Hey, Tina.

Got A Minute?

♪ Where Those Pretty Faces
That You've Found ♪

♪ A Pretty Face
Can Hide An Evil Mind ♪

♪ Ah, Be Careful
What You Say ♪

♪ Or You'll
Give Yourself Away ♪

Yo, Jennifer,
What's Up?

♪ Odds Are You Won't
Live To See Tomorrow ♪

♪ Secret Agent Man ♪

♪ Secret Agent Man ♪

Hello, Mary Jo.

I Didn't
Take It.

It Wasn't Me.

I Was At Gymnastics.

You Can Even
Ask My Mother.

And, Hey, I Thought
Elves Were Supposed

To Be Tiny And Little,

With High, Squeaky Voices.

Don't Believe Everything You Hear, Ok?

I Believe You.

Have A Merry Christmas.

And Remember...

Be Good.

Mary Jo.

Who Were You
Talking To?

Santa--
Santa Claus.

What Did I Tell You
About Fibbing?

But, Mom,
He Was Just Here!

Go To Your Room.

Mom!

Ahh. Now.

Argh!

♪ Agent Maaaaaan ♪

Check It Out.

I've Got The Perfect Outfit For Blake's Party.

My New Black Skirt And My New Red Blouse.

How Do You Like 'Em?

Great.
Especially Since I Loaned Them To You Last Week.

Oh, Yeah.

Well, Maybe You Can Give Them To
Me As An Early Christmas Present.

I Might As Well.

Every Time I Give
You Something,

I Never
Get It Back Anyway.

Hey, I Gave You Back
Your Lion King Video.

Yeah, And You Borrowed It When I Was 6 Years Old.

Oh, Yeah.

Samantha,
Your Mom's Here.

Thanks, Mrs. Thompson.

Here They Are.

Oh, Great.

Hi, Mom.

Hi, Sweetie.

Hold On A Second.

Tell Your Mom
Thanks For--

Hello.

Hey, Honey.

I, Uh, I Got Some Bad News.

The Roads Are A Mess.

Here's The One Day
I Can Finally Use

My 4-Wheel Drive,
And I Don't Know

How It Works.

Ok, Bye-Bye.

Uh, Allie,

Honey, Joey.

That Was Your Dad,

And He Is Stuck
In San Francisco.

What?

All The Flights
Are Cancelled.

Tomorrow's Christmas Eve.
What If He Can't Get Out?

He Won't Be Here
For Christmas.

He Will.
Trust Me.

How Do You Know?

I Just Know.

I, Uh,
Think I Left My Hat Up In Your Room.

Oh, Yeah.
We'll Be Right Back.

It's Off.

Then Why Is It
Still Snowing?

Because It Takes
A While, Remember?

That Machine's Powerful.

Ya Think?!

Hey, I Didn't Know
The Signal Would Reach

All The Way
To San Francisco.

Well Guess What.
It Does.

That's Why
I Turned It Off, Ok?

Think I Don't Want My Father Home For Christmas?

I Mean, How Awful
Would That Be?

Can You Imagine How Much We'd All Miss Him?

Yeah,
I Think I Can.

Oh, Sam, I'm Sorry.

It's Ok.

Do You Want
To Talk About It?

It's Ok If You Don't,
But--

Look, My Dad Died
When I Was Only 3,

And I Barely
Remember Him.

So, How Can
You Miss Someone

You Don't Even
Remember? Right?

But Still,
I Shouldn't--

It's Just Weird
Around Christmas.

Mom Says This Was His Favorite Time Of The Year.

He'd Start Playing
Christmas Music

The Day After
Thanksgiving.

She Says
He Would Have

Kept Our Christmas
Decorations

Up All Year If She Would Have Let Him.

Parents Are So Corny.

My Mom Has
This Charm Bracelet,

That My Dad Gave Her Their
Very First Christmas Together.

And Every Year,
He Gives Her A New Charm For It.

And She Always Knows
She's Gonna Get It,

But She Still Acts All Surprised And
Gets All Weepy And Emotional.

I Have Got
To Fix This, Sam.

I Have To Do Something.

If My Family Misses
Christmas Because Of Me--

Samantha, Have You
Found Your Hat?

Yeah, Mom.
Coming.

Look.
It Stopped.

Thank Goodness.

Here In The Los Angeles Area,
A Mysterious Snowstorm

Finally Stopped At Approximately 6 p.m. This Evening.

But That's
Small Consolation

To Jennifer Love Hewitt,
Who Slipped On A Patch Of Ice

In Burbank.

Aw...

Oh, Too Bad.

Ahem. Well, You Ever
Slip On A Patch Of Ice?

Ok. That's Everybody's
Schedule For Christmas Eve.

Now, If I Can Just Shuffle Them Around A Little Bit,

And We Can Spend A Few More Hours Together.

Mom.

Can You Come Here?

Ta-Da!

It's Our Substitute
Christmas Tree.

Just In Case Dad
Gets Home

Late Tomorrow Night And We Don't
Have Time To Get A Real One.

Do You Like It?

I Love It.

You Guys.

Oh, And I Got Something That's
Gonna Make It Even Better.

So, That's What
This Thing's For.

That's Why They Call It A Fireplace, Joey.

We Should Do This
More Often.

Are You Sure You've
Got Time For This?

You Make It Sound Like
I'm Always Working.

You Are.

You Are.

Especially This Time Of The Year.

Well, It's My Busy Season.
You Know That.

But It'll Quiet Down
After New Year's.

Mom, I Miss Dad.

Oh, I Do, Too,
But You Know What?

He's Gonna Be Home Really Soon.

'Cause The Storm's Over.
It's Over.

Ok, Bye.

Samantha?
Be Good Today.

And Be Sure To Help Out Mrs. Thompson

I Will.

Ok.

What's Going On?

I Don't Know.
It Turned Itself Back On.

So, Turn It Off.

I Tried.
It Won't Do It.

Why Wouldn't It?

I Don't Know.
None Of The Buttons Work Anymore.

But, Linda, Listen.

Is There Any Way
You Can Stay Home Today?

No, We're Already
Understaffed,

And With The Storm,
The Whole Hospital's On Emergency Alert.

The Road's Are Just
Gonna Be Awful.

I Know.
I'll Be Ok.

Thanks A Lot,
Michelle.

You Be Careful.

Ok. Good-Bye.

Ok.

Bye.

Right, Bob,
The Surprise Blizzard

Continues To Wreak Havoc
Throughout The West Coast.

The National Guard
Has Been Called Out

To Ensure
That No Motorists Attempt

To Use The Closed Freeways.

A Record Number Of Airports, Bus Lines,
And Rail Services Have Been Completely--

Hadley! Hadley!

This Story Just Came In.

The Cast Of Friends Are Trapped Inside Their Studio.

I Want You On It
Right Away!

Yes, Sir. I'll
Get Right On

That Riveting
Bit Of News.

You Better,
Or You'll Get Right On The Unemployment Line.

Here It Comes.

Storm Originated
At...

318 Central
Avenue.

Yes.

Hey, Mom.

We Shoveled The Driveway.

It Just Keeps
Coming Down.

What's Wrong?

Well, I've Had
A Lot Of Calls,

And Your Uncle Don And Aunt Gwen Are Snowed In

And Won't Be Here Tomorrow.

And Neither Will
Your Grandparents.

Well,
What About Dad?

Have You Heard
From Him?

Dad Is Stuck
In San Francisco,

And Everything
Is Shut Down.

Can't He
Rent A Car?

Oh, Sweetie,
The Roads Are Closed.

So, He Won't Be Coming Home For Christmas,
Will He?

No, Honey.

No Fair!
I Hate The Snow.

I Wish
It Never Happened.

I Know. Me, Too.

If You Can't Move It,
Push It Off To The Side.

I'm Doing
The Best I Can Here.

Reverse,
Then Forward!

Oh, For The Love Of--

Hasn't Anyone In This Town
Ever Seen A Blizzard Before?

What Is The Matter
With You People?

Come On.
Get Back In Your Car.

Stop!
Stop! Stop!

Whoa! Something Wrong?

I'm Edwin Hadley.

Who?
I'm Edwin Hadley!

Channel 3
Action Now News.

Oh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah.
You're That Real Boring News Guy.

Yes, Exactly.

I Need To Commandeer
Your Vehicle.

It's For Official Meteorological Business.

Now Give Me
The Helmet.

I'll Be Sure To Mention You In My Emmy Speech.

Hey, Hey!

Man!

You Are Done Like Dinner,
Literally.

No. No, Mrs. Dombrowski,
Don't Cancel.

No, You Know What?
Your Party Is Gonna Go Off Without A Hitch.

Despite The Storm.

I Give You My Word
As A Caterer.

I Give You My Word As A Mother.
Absolutely.

Uh-Huh, No Problem.

Yeah.
I Understand.

Mm-Hmm. Ok.
Thanks. Bye.

That Was Blake.

He Cancelled The Party Because Of The Storm.

This Is So Out Of Control, Allie.

This Thing Is
Single-Handedly

Destroying
Our Lives.

Thanks, 'Cause I Didn't Feel Bad Enough Already.

Sam, Where You Going?

Sam!
Sam, I Tried Everything.

Well, We'll Just
Have To Try Again.

I'm Telling You,
It Won't Work.

Hey, Joey?
What Are You Doing?

I Saw It.

Saw What?

My Present.
Don't Pretend It's Not Out There.

Joey, That's Not
Your Present.

Yeah, It Is.

I Told You
I'd Find It.

I Can't Believe You Hid It In The Flower Box Again.

Uh, Duh.
That's Where You Hid My Birthday Present.

Joey,
I'm Telling You

That's Not
Your Present.

Then What Is It?

None Of Your Business.

I Saw An Antenna.
Is It A Boom Box?

No. Joey, Look,

It Maybe Yours,
Or It May Not Be,

But You've Got
To Leave It Alone.

I Don't Want You Near That Window Again,

Do You Hear Me?

Mom!

Uh, Mrs. Dombrowski,
Can You Hold On Just A Second? Thank You.

What?!

Joey's Bothering Us!

No, I'm Not!

Joey, Come Down Here
Right This Instant.

But, Mom!

I Said, Come Here!

Come There?!
I Can't Even--

Not You. Mrs. Dombrowski,
I'm--You--You Can

Stay Where You Are.

I Knew I'd Find It.
Heh Heh Heh.

Look, Why Don't We Just Go And
Give That Man Back His Machine?

No.

Why Not?

Because Mom Doesn't Want Us
Going Outside.

Besides, I'm Kind Of Scared
To Go Back There,

Not That We Did
Anything Wrong Or Anything.

You Mean, Besides Burying
The City Of Los Angeles

Under 10 Feet Of Snow?

Anyways, I Don't Think We Can Find That Place Again,
Even If We Tried.

Well, We've Got To Do Somethin.
Let's Smash It With The Hammer.

No Way! That Can
Make Things Worse.

How Do You Know?

I Don't,
But What If It Does?

Ok, Then What Do We Do?
'Cause We Can't Just Sit Here--

I've Got An Idea.

The Machine's Antennas
Are Pretty Small,

And They're Sending Snow
To San Francisco, Right?

Yeah.

Well, If We Make The Antennas Longer
With Coat Hangers Or Something,

Then We Can Send The Signal
All The Way To Outer Space.

And Cause A Blizzard
All Over The World?

Great Idea.
We'll Be Responsible For The Next Ice Age.

Stop Being Such A Pessimist.

I'm Not.
I'm Being Realistic.

If You Hadn't
Stolen The Machine,

None Of This
Would've Happened.

I Didn't Steal It.
I Took It Out Of The Garbage.

If You Were So Worried About I,
Then Why Didn't You Stop Me?

I Tried To.

No, You Didn't.

You Were Too Chicken,
Like Always.

Chicken?

Yeah, Chicken.

Great,
The Electricity.

What Are You Gonna
Do Now, Einstein?

I'd Help You Out,
But I'm Too Chicken.

Uh, Yeah, That Was
The Electricity.

Are--Mrs. Dombrowski?

Are You Crying?

Look, I'm Really Sorry, Ok?
I Didn't Mean It.

It's Just... I'm Getting
Really Scared Right Now,

And I Don't Know
What To Do Anymore.

D-Do You Have
A Lead Box?

What?

I Don't Know.
It Worked For Superman.

If You Put That Thing
In A Lead Box,

Maybe It'll Stop The Rays From Getting Out.

Well, My Dad's Got
A Big Toolbox In The Garage.

We Can Put The Machine In It
And Then Bury It In The Backyard.

Let's Go Get It.

Ok, But We've Gotta
Be Quiet.

Mom Doesn't Want Us
Going Outside.

Yeah. No. I Understand,
Mrs. Dombrowski.

No--Yeah. Ok. Bye Bye.

Ugh!

Let Me Guess...

She Canceled.

Yeah.

Good! I'm Glad.

They Don't Call Her "Cheapo Dombrowski" For Nothing,
You Know.

We Would Have Been There Till 3:00 In The Morning

And Not Even
Have Gotten A Tip.

Well, I Better
Get Home.

I Don't Want To Miss The
Excitement When The Pipes Burst!

Ruben, You Really Ought To Think About Staying Around

Until At Least
The Storm Calms Down.

What? At This Rate,
That Will Be, Like, The Fourth Of July.

Well...

Shh!

Mom! The Girls
Are Sneaking Out!

What Are You Doing?

We're Just
Going Outside.

No! I Told You To Stay Inside,
And I Meant It!

Um, But We're Just
Going To The Garage.

It's Going To
Get Dark Soon,

And Dad's Got A Big Flashlight Out There,

The One
For Emergencies.

Ok, Go.

Can I Go Outside, Too?

No!

Why Not?

Joey! Please!

Come On!

There's Some Boxes
Over There,

And I Think There's Some Shovels On The Workbench.

Uh, Samantha,
Can You Open That?

Open It? I Can't
Even See It.

Ouch!

Ouch!

Ow!

Ow!

Samantha?
Is That You?

Just The First One.

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Not So Fast!

You've Got Some
Explaining To Do, Allie.

You, Too, Samantha.

Who...

Allie...

You Are Number 263

On My Los Angeles
Naughty Girl List.

Um...

You Mean You're...

You're...

But You Couldn't Be.

Oh, No, No, No.
Of Course Not.

It's Utterly Impossible,
Isn't It, Allie?

Oof!

Or Should I Use
Your Full Name, Hmm?

Allison Rachel
Thompson.

Your Favorite Food
Is Thick-Crust Pizza

With Sausage
And Extra Cheese.

You Have A Big Crush
On Blake Lynch,

Who Sits Near You
In English Class,

And Your Best Friend Is Samantha Elizabeth Kwan.

I Love It
When He Does This.

Yeah. He's Good.

You Are President

Of Grant Junior High's
Spanish Club.

You Brush Your Teeth
3 Times A Day,

Which Is Very Good,
But You Seldom Floss.

Now Do You Believe
I'm Santa?

No. Anyone Could Have
Figured That Out.

If You're Really Him,
Then Tell Me

What I'm Thinking
Right Now.

He's Santa, Kid,
Not The Amazing Kreskin.

You Want Something A Little More Personal,
Is That It?

All Right.

Samantha,
When You're Alone,

You Like To Dance
To Ricky Martin Music

And Pretend You're
Married To Him.

You Do?

No!

Heh Heh Heh Heh.
Shall I Go On?

No!

Allie...

Even Though...

Your Friends May Think You Have The Perfect Family,

We Both Know That
Things Aren't Always

The Way You'd
Like Them To Be.

The Fact Is

That You,
Your Mother And Father And Even Little Joey

Are So Busy Going In A Million Different Directions

That No One Ever Has Time For One Another.

And Even Though You
Put On A Brave Face

And Act Like It Doesn't Bother You,
It Does.

Sometimes It Makes You Very,
Very Sad.

Allie, You Never
Told Me That.

Ok, So...

If You're
Santa, Then...

Who Are They?

Oh, Pardon Me.

This Is Crumpet And Sparky,
2 Of My Elves.

Elves?

Yes.

But They're
So...

Don't Say It!

Tall!

She Said It.

Do You Have
A Problem With That?

Good Afternoon.

Hi.

I'm Edwin Hadley.

Channel 3
Action Now News.

Oh, Hello!
I Didn't Recognize You.

M-May I Come In?

Yeah, Um...
Excuse Me.

I'm So Sorry.

Is There Something
I Can Help You With?

Congratulations!
You've...

Won Our Special
Contest,

An Afternoon
With Edwin.

Really?
Oh! Well...

Well, That's Great.

I--I Don't Remember
Entering Any Contest.

What A Lovely Place!

So Bright.

So Festive!

So...

What's That?

The Kids Did That.

It's Our Substitute
Christmas Tree.

We Couldn't Get A Real One
Because The Storm--

Yes! The Storm.

What Do You Make
Of Our Little Storm?

Um...

It's A Bad Storm...

Uh... When Do You Think
It's Going To End?

I Was Hoping You
Could Tell Me That.

Me? Excuse Me?

Who's This?

That's My Husband.

Is He In Some Kind
Of Government Work?

Some Sort Of, "Can't Tell Ya,
Gotta Kill Ya" Operation?

No! He's In Software.

Hmm.

Uh... Would You
Like Some Coffee?

Everything
All Right?

Yes, Fine.

Just Admiring
Your Handiwork.

What Did You Say?

I Asked You If You Would Like Some Coffee.

No. Never
Touch The Stuff.

Wait. Yes.

Ok, Uh...
How Do You Take It?

Cream? Sugar?

Both.

But I'll Mix Them Myself Out Here.

Ok.

Both!

And If It Isn't
Too Much Trouble,

I'd Like Some Cookies,
And Candy,

Maybe Some Nuts,
A Bowl Of Fruit,

Popcorn,
Toast With Butter,

Maybe A Pot Roast.

I'll See
What I Can Do.

Yams, If You
Have Them.

A Snow Day, Huh?

We Kinda Had
A Paper Due.

And I Tried To Shut Off The Machine A Bunch Of Times.

Honest.

It's Very
Temperamental.

It Took Me Over 2 Months To Build It.

But, Santa,
I Thought You Worked At The North Pole.

Well, Normally I Do,

But There Are So Many Distractions At The North Pole,

Especially At This Time
Of The Year.

I Thought I Finally Had The
Machine Finished On Thursday,

And I Was Going
To Go Back, But Then

When It Started To Do All Sorts Of Odd Things,

Like Raining When
It Should Be Snowing

And Snowing When It Should Be Sunny And--

And That's Why
You Got Frustrated

And Threw It Away.

Exactly.

But It's Such An Important Machine.

Very Important.

Extremely
Important.

Why?

"Why?"

"Why?"

This Kid
Is Funny.

Yeah, Why?

We Never
Understood That, Either.

It's Important Because
I Wanted To Give People

The Ultimate
Christmas Present.

A Gentle,
White Snowfall

So Simple
And So Pure

That We Would All Just
Stop Rushing Around

And Take A Few Moments
To Be Reminded

Of The Magic
Of The Season.

Ah.

Mmm.

It's All
My Fault, Santa.

If I Hadn't Been
Such A Total Lame-O

And Just Written My Paper Like I Was Supposed To,

None Of This
Would Have Happened.

I'm So Sorry, Santa.

There'll Be Plenty Of Time To Talk About That Later.

The Important Thing Right Now Is To Stop This Storm!

Now, Where
Is The Machine?

Mom! Mom!

Oh! Oh! Mom!

Whoa!

Where'd You Get
That, Little Boy?

I Found It!

Found It? You Mean Stole It,
Don't You?

You Know What Happens To Little Boys Who Steal!

I Didn't Steal It!
I Found It!

They Go To Jail!

For A Long Time!
Sometimes Forever!

I Don't Want
To Go To Jail!

Why Don't You Hand
It Over To Me,

And I'll See
What I Can Do.

There You Go.
Go On Now!

Aaahh!

A Weather-Making
Machine!

From Now On,
I Will Be The Greatest Weatherman In The World,

Because I... Will
Control... The Weather!

Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Hi, Honey. It's Me.

Um, I Hope You Check
Your Voice Mail.

Um, Did You Enter
A Contest?

Mom, I Didn't
Steal It!

I Found It,
And It's Making Snow,

And The Man Says
I Could Go To Jail,

Maybe Forever!

Ok, Wait.
Slow Down.

What Did You Say? I'm Sorry.
I'm Not Understanding You.

You're Going
Too Fast.

We Have To Find
A Way To Distract Her.

Have You Ever Played
Ding-Dong-Ditch?

Uh-Uh.
Uh-Uh.

Wh-What Did You Steal?
What's Making Snow?

Upstairs!

Just A Second.

But, Mom!

Hello?!

Hello?!

Ah! Hello?!

It's Snowing
In Allie's Room!

Joey, Please.
I've Got Enough Problems Right Now, Ok?

Alrighty!
Where'd The Tv Guy Go?

Mom!

Hey! Who Are You?

It's That Boring
Weatherman From Tv.

Edwin, Give Me
The Machine.

Give Me The Weather
Machine, Edwin.

Never!

Edwin...

Edwin...

Whoa... Ahh!

Let's Take The Stairs.

Whoa! Ah!

Arr!

No One Ever
Believes Me!

Hey Joey!
This Is Santa And His Elf.

Pleased To Meet
You, Joey.

Don't Tell Mom, Ok?

Coochie-Coochie!

Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!

Stop!

Stop!

Stop!

I Know A Shortcut!

Please, Not
Another Shortcut!

Sparky, Come On!

Ok!

Nothing Can
Stop Me Now!

Stop!

Aah!

Aah!

Waah!

Come On!
He Passed Through This Candy Factory!

My... My Snowmobile!

It's Ok, Horace.

Perhaps Santa
Will Bring You

A New One
For Christmas, Hmm?

Let's Go.

Now, Where
Could He Have Gone?

It's Like
He Vanished.

He Disappeared.

Over Here!

Chocolate
Footprints.

Come On!

They Stop!

Huh!

Sparky, What
Are You Doing?

It's Raining
Chocolate!

Stay Back.

Edwin...

Give Us The Machine.
Please!

No, You Can't
Have It!

I Want It. I Found It,
And It's Mine!

Sparky...

Grr!

Rrr, Grr!

Stay Back,
I Tell You. Back!

Stay Down,
Sparky, Don't!

No! Stay Back!

Aah!

Get Him!

Aah!

Allie, The Machine!

Aah!

Whew!

Oh!

Well Done,
Allie!

Good Job, Al. Whoo!

I Hate Cotton Candy!

Can't I Have It?

I'm Sorry,
Edwin. No!

Guess I'll Be
On My Way.

Or Not.

Mmm. Mmm.

Screwdriver!

Wrench!

You Realize You Just Can't
Keep Me Here Against My Will.

I Have A Report
To File, After All!

Not Now.

Chewing Gum!

Sure, Boss!

Ew!

Thank You.

I'm Stumped.

The "Q" Wire Is Attached.

The Rhombus Wheel Is Turning.

I've Triple-Checked Everything
From The Alpha Coil

To The Zip Volume.

In Theory, This Machine
Should Be Working Perfectly.

Did You Check
The Batteries?

Batteries.

Oh, I Always Use My Own
Special Brand Of Batteries.

Evermerry.

Each Battery
Lasts 100 Years,

So It Couldn't Possibly...

Oh, Dear.

What's Wrong?

I Just Remembered That
When I Put The Batteries In,

I Was Out Of Evermerrys,
So I Used Generic Ones.

Quick. Open These Up.

I Think It's Working.

All Right!

Let's Raise The Temperature To 58 Degrees

And Bring Up
The Sun!

Oh, Dear.

It's 4:05 Already.

Do We Still
Have Time?

Can We Make
Christmas?

It'll Be Awfully,
Awfully Tight,

But Yes,
I Think We Can.

Boys, Let's Pack Up Everything We Need From Here

And Quickly!

Oh.

Santa, I'm...

Really On The "Naughty"
List, Aren't I?

Yes,

But It Isn't
A Permanent Situation.

It Will Change If You've
Learned Something Today.

I Have High Hopes For You,
Allie Thompson.

You're A Trailblazer With
A Great Sense Of Adventure.

That Sounds
Pretty Good.

It Is.

But It Also Comes With A Great Deal Of Responsibility.

It Does?

Yes.

You Can't Waste All That
Energy And Brainpower

On Just Skipping
Homework Assignments

And Taking
What Doesn't Belong To You.

You Have To Use Them For Things
That Are Responsible

And Unselfish.

Imagine If I Just Decided
To Skip Christmas.

Think Of All The Billions Of Children Who
Would Wake Up On Christmas Morning

To Find
Their Stockings Empty

And Nothing Under The Tree.

You Did A Wonderful Job
Helping Me Today, Allie,

And I'll Never Forget That.

Oh, Please.
I May Lose My Lunch.

Can We Just
Get On With This?

I Have A Pulitzer Prize
To Win.

Edwin.

Edwin, Edwin, Edwin.

I Couldn't Be
More Ashamed.

I Remember You
As A Child, Edwin.

You Were Bright, Inquisitive.
You Weren't A Crook.

What Happened, Edwin?

Hmm?

What Made You
Such A Selfish Snob?

What Made You So Mean?

It's--It's Not Fair.

Hmm.

What's Not Fair?

Everything!

Ever Since
I Was A Little Boy,

All I Wanted To Be
Was A Meteorologist.

While Other Kids
Were Playing With Toys,

I... I Was Busy Playing
With Thermometers.

They'd Look At The Clouds And See Ponies

And Ice-Cream Cones.

All I Could See Were Condensed
Forms Of Atmospheric Moisture!

Oh, Mr. Martino
Was Right.

I'm A Failure.

Oh, Edwin.

Edwin,
You're Not A Failure.

What You Need
Is A New Challenge,

A Place Where The Weather
Is Exciting,

A Place Where You Can
Share Your Knowledge

With People Who Have The Same
Passions That You Do, Hmm?

But Where?
If I Could Go To Such A Place--

I'll See
What I Can Do.

Really?

Yes.

But If And Only If

You Promise To Be Good
From Now On.

No More Lying, Cheating,
Or Stealing.

Oh, And, Um...

Nothing About
Our Little Adventure.

Do I Have Your Word?

As A Gentleman.

And More Importantly,
As A Meteorologist.

But How?

You'll See, Edwin.

You'll See.

We're Ready, Santa!

Good! Good!
Well, Let's Get Moving, Hmm?

Christmas Is Upon Us!

But First Things First.

We Have To Get You Two Home.

Um...

Santa, I Kind Of Have A Little Favor To Ask.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas,
Mom.

Merry Christmas.

Thanks, Joey.

Now, Allie, I Want
To Tell You Straight Up.

I'm So Sorry.
I Know It's Been A Yucky Christmas,

But There Is No Big Present
For You Under That Tree,

And I Know You
Wanted The Rollerblades,

And I Tried.
I Really Did.

But With The Storm,
There Was Just No Way.

It's Ok, Mom.

I'm Really Sorry, Honey.

To Tell You The Truth,
I Forgot All About Them.

Well, There
Is Good News.

With All My
Cancelled Parties,

We Are Gonna Be Having Turkey Sandwiches

For The Next
5 Years.

Mom?

Let's Not Open Anything
Until Dad Gets Home.

Yeah. We Should Wait.

Are You Sure?

'Cause It Might
Be A While.

I Mean, The Airport's
Just Reopened.

The Roads, Some Of Them
Are Still Closed,

So, I Mean,
There's A Good Chance

That He Might Not Even
Make It Back Today.

Well, We'll Just Wait
Until He Does.

Yeah.

Ok.

Your Gift Should
Arrive Right About...

Hey, Everybody!
Allie! Joey!

It's Dad!

Hey! Kids, I'm Home!

Dad!

Dad, You're Home!

Hey! Whoa!

Merry Christmas,
Buddy!

How Did You Manage
To Get A Ride In That?

Oh, Well, The Flights
Were All Booked Up,

And I Was In This Never-Ending Line For A Rental Car,

When I Met These Two Guys Who
Said They Were Going My Way.

Hey, Thanks, Guys.

Merry Christmas!

They Have
The Strangest Names.

Sparket And Crumpy.

Sparky And Crumpet.

How Did You Know That?

It's Kind Of A Long Story.

Oh!

This Has Your Name
On It.

Oh, Honey!

Oh, I Don't Believe It!
How Did You--

I Thought It Was
Pretty Appropriate,

Considering. You Know,
Even With The Blizzard

I Would Have Found
A Way To Get Here,

One Way Or Another.

I Love You So Much.

I Love You, Too.

In Fact, I Love
All Of You So Much,

And Being Here Is...

I Don't Know,
It's...

The Ultimate
Christmas Present?

That's Exactly Right,
Allie.

It's The Ultimate
Christmas Present.

Thank You, Santa.

You're Welcome, Allie.

Allie!

Merry Christmas!

Good Morning, Class,

And Welcome
To The South Pole!

Campus To
The Edwin Hadley

Meteorological
Institute.

In The Next 6 Months,

You'll Be Learning
Everything

From Tracking
Storm Clouds

To Measuring
Levels Of Precipitation

To Assessing
Ozone Layers.

This Class
Will Be Technical.

This Class
Will Be Difficult.

He's So Cool!

And Most Important,

It'll Be Fun!

What Do You Say?
Are You Ready?