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Okay, everybody, here we go. You guys ready? All right.

And a one, and a two, and a...

No, no, no. Guys, guys, guys.

Too sad. We'll get to that later.

Give me something that says more introduction.

- Well, hey there, boys and girls. - Hi.

Today, we're kicking off the N-Ice Festival. Get it?

We all know that every year, Santa brings presents to everyone who's on the nice list.

And if you're on the naughty list,

it doesn't go great for you, because you probably deserve it.

The drummer knows what I'm talking about.

- You want to hear a story of adventure? - Yeah.

- A story of dangers, bears, and wolves, and snowmen? - Yeah.

And personality disorders, and depression, anxiety, and narcissism?

What?

Well, you've come to the right place,

and it all starts with a couple of snowmen.

Is this the best band we could come up with?

I have faith they'll hit the right note eventually.

Oh, yeah! You ready to do this, buddy?

Let's rock this N-Ice Festival.

Even if we have to be a little mean to do it?

Uh...

What if we just roast them a little?

Oh, you mean like my dad does?

Best sticks in the forest. We've got sticks over here. We've got big sticks.

Gosh, you can get these anywhere.

Ooh, I'll take three of the bark-less willows.

They literally grow on trees.

It's Christmas time!

We're gonna see some of the best athletes

in the whole wide, very narrow section of this part of the world,

that you have ever seen.

What do we have first, Lowell?

First, we have Fox on skis. Let's go, Fox.

The crowd is ready for something spectacular.

Or crash. That'd be fun to see, too.

Ah, don't listen to that guy. Just remember your training.

Don't worry, coach. I won't.

Won't? To which parts?

Oh, boy. This genius is going down backwards.

Choice bold.

He's picking up speed.

And now we're airborne.

Sweet move!

- The skis go flying! - Holy cow!

Have you ever seen anything like that before, Lowell, in your whole life?

Never in all this winter, Rory, have I seen such an amazing display of athleticism.

Coupled with sheer ineptitude.

Will we ever see such a thing in our lifetime again?

Oh, I certainly hope so.

- What's next? - Figure skating.

All I can say is, they better be good.

Yeah, this is not good.

That seems to be a naughty or nice list,

or his wife gave him a long shopping list before he left the house today.

Yeah, I'm concerned about the fence. Let's check in with him.

Oh! He goes down.

Oh, this is turning out to be incredibly dangerous.

What's next?

The reigning champ is back to defend his title.

So, I mean, what is he? Is he like a person? A toy? Some kind of animal?

Nobody knows, except that he's the champ.

And they're off.

Everyone except the champ.

It looks like the champ is choking. Ooh, the champ chokes.

Yeah, it looks like he's having problems going forward.

What's that all about?

Uh, okay, I can't even with this. Ski dancing.

Look, it sort of makes you appreciate the figure skating ferret from before, huh?

It's not that bad,

well, for those of you trying to kick-start a yawn, this is a performance for you.

Why don't you guys go home?

Well, wish I could there, partner,

but we have to stay here and watch your crazy little sports.

At least this is finally over.

Uh, ah, maybe not. One more?

Two more? Really making a meal out of it here, huh?

Okay, three finishes, that's too many!

Ugh! No. Uh-uh. You better not.

You better not do one more.

Nuh-uh.

Ohh! Okay, I've had just about enough of this.

I need a snow cone break.

Um, excuse me. Do you think you could tone it down?

Holy cow, don't sneak up on us like that, you sneaky little ferret.

It's just that I think you're upsetting everyone

with how not nice you are being.

- Whoa, whoa. - Whoa, buddy.

That's quite an accusation around these here parts, buddy.

Yeah, relax. We're just doing our job.

We treat everyone fairly.

Look, if your sport is ridiculous, we have to make jokes.

I mean, look at it. The curling team is up next.

We couldn't live with ourselves if we didn't knock those goofy donks down a notch.

See? That's what I'm talking about.

It's not nice to call them donks.

Yeah, well, you're not being very nice for bugging us during our snow cone break.

So why don't you go find a wolf and get eaten?

Yeah, well, you're gonna eat a wolf.

- Not nice! - I said get eaten, sir.

Mmm, very naughty.

- Two Number 1's! - Two Number 1's, coming up.

Two Number 1's, guys!

Uh, hey, Rory, you don't think we're, you know, pushing it too hard?

Nah, man. It's like you said, the people love us.

Hey, okay, say no more. That's good enough for me, man.

We've got a great life, a great job, great people around us.

And once I get my snow cone, I am set, brother.

Yep, smooth sailing from here on out.

Okay, man. I feel like you're, you know, foreshadowing.

- What do you mean? - Just relax with all this "everything's great,

life's great, we got nothing to learn" business.

- I didn't say we don't have anything to learn. - Are you sure?

I thought you said "great life, great job, nothing to learn."

- No. - No?

Where did I-- Well, someone said it.

I don't want to...

Well, now it sounds like you're setting us up for some kind of lesson,

but I don't think we have anything to learn.

Oh, no, wait. I just said it that time. Look at me foreshadowing.

Here's your cone de neige. Enjoy.

Listen, Lowell.

You're embarrassing me in front of all these people.

I don't need to learn anything. I'm fine.

Why is it that today of all days, people are telling me what to do?

If there's something you need to learn, be my guest.

Learn it, pal, but keep me out of it.

So I'm gonna take my snow cone and go,

and I'll see you back at the booth.

Your friend's a bit of a narcissist, eh?

Gosh, I don't know.

There's a lot of themes right now.

I'm just not sure which thread to pull.

Oh, well, we'll see what happens.

All right then.

Yellow snow cones. The only yellow snow that you should eat.

All right, what do we got here? Curling?

Put your hooves, paws, and sticks together for curling! They try real hard, people.

This isn't cannibalism, is it?

The real victory here is that this is categorized as a sport

and not just an activity to keep children occupied.

And no one's laughing. Get over yourselves, people. It's just a joke.

Hey, speaking of, do you know the difference

between a moose, a caribou, a reindeer, and an elk?

No.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Well, anyways, curling. Curling is so freaking exciting.

You got things bonking into other things.

You got people scrubbing ice with long sandpaper mops and a sliding guy.

What more could you ask for?

Well, another yellow snow cone.

Stop by Lemonade's Yellow Snow Cone booth and ask for a Number 1.

Another round of ice shuffleboard

as Grandma Moose pushes it down the ice.

Gosh, that looks painful.

He starts off in a lunge.

The pineapple upside-down cake.

Into the side-angled plank.

He's really blasting his core on that one.

- The sleeper. - The slapper.

The slipper. And kiss the baby goodnight.

So gentle.

Rub-a-dub-dub, the next two start to scrub.

Gosh, they look like they're trying to pass a kidney stone.

And now the coup de grace.

Everyone watches with bated breath.

Well, folks, that does it for another day of curling, I guess.

That was just the first round.

What? How many rounds do we have?

- Ten. - Ten?

We have to watch these yahoos do this ten more times?

Nine.

- Nine times? - Nine times.

Why?

We already know who the losers will be.

Everyone who has to watch this.

Can't we add something interesting in there, like a sword fight?

I'd love to watch these donks sword-fight each other.

Don't glare at me like that.

Pick up your swiffers and sword-fight each other.

Oh, they're gonna do it? Wow, didn't expect that.

Oh, no, no, no, not us. Sword-fight each other, geniuses.

What are you doing? This isn't regulation.

Uh, I think it's time for us to go, man.

Uh, much love to all the fans. So glad we could entertain you. Take her easy.

Don't forget your lemonade snow cones,

the yellowest snow you'd ever want.

And stop by the Barkless Willow booth. I hear they're amazing.

Huh?

Huh.

Well, maybe you want to say all that to our face there, hoser.

I don't know if I want to say it to your face.

You elk are bigger when you're this close.

- Uh, moose. - What stuff?

About how we all look the same.

I mean, come on.

Or about how dumb all our sports are, eh?

Or maybe you'd like to insult our intelligence more,

just because we don't know we're going down the ski jump backwards.

You guys are bullies.

You and your little mob are the ones getting physical. You're the bullies.

No, we're not. You are the bullies. Bullies, bullies, bullies.

- Back up out of my face, kitten. - Hey, not cool!

- Oh, you wanna dance, sugarplum? - Oh, yeah? Let's dance.

Let's dance!

Like it?

Hey, hey, hey! Let me go!

You guys are deceptively strong.

Naughty list! Naughty list! Naughty list!

Naughty list!

I mean, who puts a bridge over the ice, though?

Naughty list! Naughty list!

Get your hands off my buttons!

Chill out, no! Not his nose!

Come on, have some etiquette. Use a fork!

Rory. Rory. Wake up.

Rory, Rory. Rory, wake up, man.

- Lowell. Lowell, is that you? - Yeah, it's me, man.

Oh, thank goodness.

You've been asleep for a long time, pal.

Oh, I had a terrible dream, Lowell.

It's okay now, buddy.

We were forced to watch cartoons do ridiculous winter sports at a festival

that overly fetishized and punned Santa's nice list,

and then we were accused of being on Santa's naughty list.

I know it sounds crazy, and then all these dopey athletes

threw us out of our community that we loved,

and where they adored us for our charm and wit

and good looks and superior intellect.

They just threw us out like garbage.

Oh, what a relief.

Well, you're all right now, buddy.

- Out here in the wild. - In the wild?

I can't be in the wild. I'm an inside pet. I'm domesticated.

- What's wrong, buddy? - No. No, this is not happening.

I don't know. You know, it's kind of nice out here.

Lots of fresh air.

There's barkless willow everywhere. That stuff's expensive.

Why does everything smell so weird?

Like, less carroty. I don't understand.

Oh, well, they kept our noses, but I replaced them with these.

Huh? Ahh!

It's cool, man. It's barkless willow.

No! I can't deal with this!

Oh, hey!

Quit your bellyaching and stand up.

But I'm not supposed to be here.

Fall in.

Me? Me?

You want me to stand over there, too? To stand by him?

Goodness gracious, sakes alive, you're soft.

Hey, you can't body-shame him in a children's movie.

Are you gonna snarl at everything we say?

I always thought wolverines would be taller.

You're on the naughty list. Get used to it, you careless snowman.

If you want to survive out here, you're gonna have to find the biggest walkin',

talkin' son of a moose and pick a fight.

- Huh? - Why?

Uh-huh-huh-haw.

So these filthy animals will know if you're a mice or a man.

Whatever, man. Let's go, Lowell.

Okay, how do we get back?

The way back ain't the way back.

That doesn't make any sense.

You might go back, but you ain't going back.

Not with those people, not with the naughty list hanging over you.

Why? Who says? Who?

Who says we're on the naughty list?

What does that little ferret-faced ferret get to say and decide that?

If you got thrown out here, it's because it's official, pal.

And there's only one guy who can change it for you.

Oh, I know this one. Santa Claus.

Ha!

Guffaw! Give me a break with all that Santa Claus talk.

How do we, uh...

You steal the naughty list.

- Steal the naughty list? - Steal the naughty list?

Do the two of you hear how dopey that sounds? "Steal the naughty list."

That's like jogging and smoking at the same time.

You'd be doing something naughty to get off the naughty list.

And quite frankly, I'm very uncomfortable

with how much the word "naughty" is getting thrown around.

We're not a bunch of soccer moms staying out past 11:30

after a Springsteen concert on a school night.

You're a naughty one, aren't you?

- Let's go, Lowell. - Follow the frozen river.

Watch out for wolves and don't get wet!

- Lowell! - Okay, I'll see you later.

That punch hurt. I almost lost a button.

Then they set out on their journey to get what they wanted,

but will instead find out what they need.

Good luck with your Wizard of Oz rip-off and subsequent lawsuit.

Rory, wait. Where are you going? Are you sure this is the way?

- I don't know, man. - So, what are we doing?

Are we gonna go get the naughty list? What are we doing?

Still with that? That is the bonkerest thing I've heard all day,

and I watched ski dancing. Ski dancing!

I like ski dancing.

Nope. We're not doing this, either.

What?

Putting together a Wizard of Oz collection of misfits

and trudging through the icy wilderness

to confront "Santy Claus" and steal the naughty list.

I'd rather baptize a cat.

Well, maybe we don't steal it.

Maybe we just ask to be taken off of it.

- I like that idea. - No.

We're gonna march right back in there

and demand our noses back and demand we be reinstated.

I've already tried that.

Naughty list! Naughty list!

It didn't really work.

How else are we gonna get our noses back, huh?

Grow carrots? In this climate?

Who cares about our noses?

Who cares?

If I don't have a nose, what am I, huh? What are you?

Just a pile of snow. Like that guy.

Hey, guys, can I come too?

- Get lost, Sneaky Doug. - Okay.

Rory, we have to do something different.

It's Christmas Eve Eve.

So that means we only have two days to get off the list,

or else we're stuck out here for another year.

We can't afford to get thrown out over and over and try to get back in.

We need to get down this frozen river.

Okay. Okay. You know what?

I have half a mind to follow this frozen river, steal that list,

take it back to that smug festival,

and really rub it in all their smug faces, man.

- Can I come, too? - Sure.

From the bottom of my heart, I really don't care

if you're walking in the same direction we're walking.

I say the more the merrier.

I mean, sure, it's cold and we're lost,

but at least there's not a bad guy gunning for us,

or wolves, or a blizzard, or an avalanche or stuff like that.

So here's the deal.

You keep them out, and I'll let you in.

You don't have to be a beast in the wild anymore.

Deal?

All you have to do is trip up these donks until Christmas Day.

Slow them down. Make them turn on each other.

It'll be easy.

Especially as the group of donks keeps adding more donks.

The more donks, the better.

Well, out they are, folks, and off they go,

headed to steal the naughty list or get off the naughty list.

Good idea? We'll see. Bad idea? Probably.

But that's the fun part, ain't it, kids?

I mean, all they have to do is follow the frozen river.

Piece of cake.

- No! - What?

There's, like, a thousand ways to go.

I bet you anything that wolverine tricked us.

Wolverine!

What's that?

It can't be him.

- I think it's the champ. - He's skinny.

Uh, you're still here?

Who's the champ?

The fastest ice skater you've ever seen.

Oh, yeah, isn't it that guy that choked at the starting line earlier?

He's the champ of choking.

- Choke champ, am I right? - Here we go.

You're going to love this, Musk ox.

He's not doing anything.

He's just getting his head in the right place.

And...

He can skate backwards okay. Why can't he go forward?

Holy cow, this is hilarious.

Have you ever seen someone choke so hard?

I tell you, Lowell.

Lowell.

Lowell!

Get your barkless willow back here. What are you doing?

Uh, Mr. The Champ? Hello? Excuse me, Mr. Champ?

Is everything okay? We saw you out here by yourself.

Sorry, I don't understand.

Hey, pal. So we're lost.

Would you happen to know the place that, uh...

you know, Santa is?

Do you, like, know which direction it is?

Because there's, like, a thousand ways we could go.

We don't know which direction it goes, so...

Okay.

Well, would you be able to, like, point us in the right direction of where we should go?

Gracias. All right, gang. We're back on. Let's go.

Rory, hold up.

Hey, man. I think we should invite him along.

Why? We know the way now.

Well, I think he needs the same thing that we do.

Hmm. That's actually brilliant. We might need him again. He's like a map.

Yo, Mr. Champ.

So we were thinking that you should come with us.

It seems like you have a problem.

And if you're out here, that must mean that you're on the naughty list.

No, you don't want to come, or no, you're not on the naughty list?

Oh, okay. Well, either way, it seems you're having trouble going forward.

Now, doesn't, like, Santa grant wishes?

So I think if you come with us, help us find our way,

then Santa will be able to help you out with your problem.

- Santa grants wishes? - Yeah, everyone knows that.

So, what do you say, Champ? Want to come with us?

I thought he just gave gifts.

You ask for things, he gives them to you.

Wish granted.

- Like, anything? - Yeah, like, anything.

So, what do you say?

Okay, well, just skate backwards.

You seem to be doing that okay.

The way back is going backwards or something like that.

That's what the wolverine told us.

So, like, this wish-granting thing,

could he make us, like, a bird or something like a--

Just for instance, I don't want to be a bird, but could he?

Sure. He, like, put us on the naughty list,

so, like, it seems he could do all kinds of crazy stuff.

- If, well, I wasn't an ox. - Yeah, but you're--

- Hey, what was that? - What?

Out in the woods, I thought I heard something.

It could be anything out there.

Yeah, I guess maybe it was nothing.

Or maybe an ax murderer.

Jeez, take it down a notch, weirdo.

Could have just been an acorn.

Try not to worry, pal, it's too dark to see, anyways.

They could probably see us, though because of the fire.

I saw some eyes.

- Where? - Out there. In the woods.

Ax murderer eyes.

What?

I don't see anything.

Hello?

Huh!

Okay, this is starting to freak me out a little.

What should we do? Should we run?

Okay, definitely heard that.

Eyes!

If we don't move, they won't see us.

If it sees we're not a threat, maybe it'll leave.

Good plan.

Okay, everyone, don't move a muscle.

Don't even breathe.

Especially don't talk.

Okay.

It's very important that we don't talk.

If we talk, it could attack us.

All of us should collectively not talk.

Let's agree to keep all non-essential chatter to an absolute minimum.

Agreed?

Mindy, do you agree?

Yes.

Rory, do you agree?

Uh, you're talking an awful lot right now.

Rory, please, choose your words carefully and use as few words as possible.

Every word we use could be our last.

So it stands to reason that you should endeavor to use

a minimum amount of concisely... words.

So it stands to reason that you should endeavor to use

the minimum amount to concisely communicate to the group.

Does that make sense?

Uh, yes.

Now, do you agree to use the fewest amount of words

so that we can stay safe and alive in this uncertain predicament,

but still communicate with each other?

Uh... I'm gonna make a move.

- Huh? - I'm gonna go for it.

No.

Here we go.

Ready, Lowell?

No.

Ready, Mindy?

Uh, no.

Champ?

One, two...

What is happening?

I'm confused.

I think I melted myself.

Now I'm really confused.

- Get out of here. - Excuse me, bear?

Just-- Just get out of here.

Because as soon as I'm warm, I'm just gonna--

I'm gonna eat you.

Of course I'm cold.

- Wait, you can understand him? - Oh, yeah, he's signing.

Oh, my Gandalf, an ice skater that can't skate forward,

a musk ox that would obviously rather be a bird, and now a polar bear is cold.

- Don't you have blubber? - Yeah I have blubber, so what?

- So skinny. - Get lost.

Because I just want to be left alone.

- Are you okay? - I'm fine.

Now go, or I'm gonna eat you, I guess.

You know, we're made of snow, and it's just gonna make you more cold.

- Why don't you come with us? - No.

Where are you going?

We're gonna see Santa and steal the naughty list.

Nope. I don't need help like that.

But I also don't want to keep feeling this way.

How long have you been out here?

I don't want to be a bird?

I think she might be depressed.

Yeah, she's definitely mean and scary,

so she'll definitely come in handy

when it's time to confront Santa and take that list.

I like where this is going. Let's do this.

Okay, Mrs. Polar Bear.

- Polly. - Polly, right.

We want you to come with us, help us steal the naughty list,

then you, Larry Bird over here, and Rewind can get your wishes granted,

so you're not a bunch of psychos anymore.

Sound pretty good? I think it sounds pretty good.

All right, everybody, awesome. Great plan. Let's go.

I don't want to be a bird,

but maybe one of those skinny girls, like a cow or a moose.

I think you'd be surprised. They're pretty big up close.

I think I'm going to just lay here for a few days.

Well, if you lay here, the fire will go out,

and you will be cold again, and nothing will change.

Cool story, bro.

But if you stand up and come with us now,

you'll get the blood flowing, smell the fresh cut snow.

You could help out the champ with his translating.

How do you know I won't eat you?

How do you know we won't eat you?

I guess we're just going to have to trust each other.

- Can we make a fire every night? - You bet, polar bear.

But only backwards Tonya Harding here knows how to make a fire,

so if you want to keep the fire, you better come with us. Got it?

Okay. Just give me a few minutes, though.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Here we go.

Mindy, maybe you can help?

Uh, no.

But you're an ox.

How's that insulting?

We've all been there before.

See?

Aren't you glad you came along with us?

Let me help.

I'm so awesome.

You didn't say there would be ice.

- It'll be okay. - It's too cold.

Look, it's either the ice or the snow.

I mean, I'm not exactly an ice scientist,

but I'm pretty sure they're the same temperature.

Different texture.

How about you just give it a quick try?

You know, we gotta make some progress here. We're running out of time.

Nope, too cold.

It's the same.

It's either one big piece of ice or a bunch of little pieces of ice that make up snow.

Oh, hey, guys. What's up, Sneaky Doug?

Oh, hi, Fish.

- Sneaky Doug? Quit following us, you weirdo stalker. - Okay.

Yeah, I just wanted to give y'all a heads-up about that blizzard.

Y'all?

Anyhow, just thought y'all would like to know.

Uh, I don't see any blizzard, pal.

Oh, and there's wolves up there too.

Uh-huh. Thank you, Mr. Fish, for the report on everything up here, thank you.

No sweat, partner.

Hey there, Musk ox. Notice you back at the lake.

Don't know how to say, uh, but, uh, maybe don't spend so much time on one foot.

- You know what I mean? - Uh, I don't know what you mean.

Nothing personal there, sweetie. Just a point load pounds per square inch sort of thing.

Maybe some, uh, snowshoes if you're gonna be on this ice.

It's mostly frozen, but better safe than sorry.

Uh, excuse me?

It's all good, baby. You're an ox, NBD, big and strong.

Just watch out for thin ice. You too, polar bear.

Weight distribution, name of the game.

Blizzard? Is it going to get colder?

Oh, yeah. You're definitely gonna freeze to death if you don't find shelter quick.

But I guess you got a little bit of time.

I wouldn't hang out too long. You know what I mean?

Right. Okay. Well, see you later. Thanks, Floppy.

No sweat, man. A little help? Someone kick me back in my ice hole.

What?

The ice hole over there. Just kick me back in the ice hole.

Hey, seriously, watch out for them wolves.

Bloop.

Uh, I think we should just keep moving. Polly, let's go.

No. Let me just get blizzarded over.

Polly, you have to say yes to coming with us.

This is the warmest way to go.

Blizzard.

Yeah, well, I've never taken advice from a fish before, and I'm not gonna start today.

Blizzard. It's a beautiful day outside, and where are all the wolves?

Hey, wolves.

Maybe they're all teen wolves, and they turned back into Michael J. Foxes,

and now there's a whole pack of foxes running around.

Hey, foxes.

If we get stuck in this canyon when the blizzard comes, I think we'll be toast.

We're popsicles, pal. I'm sure we'll be fine in a blizzard.

Great. We should double back now while we still have the chance.

The festival's only got a few days left,

and we've been gone a day, another day to get there,

and then we have to double time it back,

then show that we aren't on the list,

and we can't waste half a day going backwards, right, Champ?

Maybe we can, like, make a shelter here?

Uh, with all of our, like, combined carpentry skills?

We don't know how to do that.

Plus, we don't have the permits. So up and over, sweetie. Let's go.

Let's just go back.

Holy cow, you people are useless.

Bunch of crybabies.

Great. This is totally perfect. Okay. Mm-hm. Yeah.

Wolverine and a fish, it's like a bad joke.

Excuse me, everyone.

Team, I've decided to be the bigger snowman and let you guys have your way.

So let's go back so the crybabies can stop crying.

I think we're good to go over now.

What? I really think we should double back.

Just go up the ridge and, you know, stay along the edge there.

Nah, we're going over. You were right.

The blizzard, it's coming.

Huh.

Well, I'm going to shoot straight with all of you.

There's wolves on the other side.

But you already know that.

Look, I've decided to be the bigger snowman

and lead you through these wolves.

We gotta be quiet and move swiftly

because we don't have a lot of time.

Why are you guys going over them?

Just go around.

Hm.

Champ, champ, champ. No, no, no. No, no, no. Champ.

Oh, no.

Ooh.

Ew.

How did he not wake up from that?

Okay, just keep going. Just keep going.

Shhh. Sleep, count the sheep.

Whatever you need to do, just don't wake up.

Phew. We made it, guys. No problems.

My tail!

What happened to my tail, bro? I need that for balance.

Oh, man!

Oh, what did you do to my tail?

You're gonna get eaten for this.

Get them!

Uh...

- Okay, uh... - Chase them! Tony, wake up!

Sleep inertia.

- What? - What?

They got the nap noodles. Run!

Get to skipping, Tony. They're getting away.

Tony, you got a full tail. Use it.

Uh... Too cold.

They're gaining on us.

Chased by a pack of wolves in a blizzard.

It can't get any worse!

Avalanche!

We're never going to outrun all this.

When the avalanche hits, try to stay on top and do a swimming motion.

Yeah, do a swim move.

The canyon's up ahead. We can make it!

We have to pull everyone out.

Hey, I've got something!

I've got a skate.

Sorry, Champ.

At least we didn't chop your tail off.

I think it's an ice fishing shack.

Or at least it smells like one.

Okay, you help him get situated.

I don't know what to do with him.

I'm going to go back for the rest.

Why?

Slight problem, buddy. Where's your other arm?

Oh, boy.

All right, let's just get that out of there.

No need for anybody to know that happened.

That's better. Dry, happy baby.

Ooh. Okay, no need for anyone to know about this, either.

Come on. Come on.

I got it. I got it this time. It's stuck.

How is this my problem?

Mindy! Polly! Anybody!

Santa? Mommy?

No! There goes my button!

Lowell? Lowell, is that you?

Big clumsy ox. Hello? Hello?

Wolverines!

Mindy, was that you?

I just want to disappear.

Maybe this is for the best.

Just get it over with!

Polly, is that you?

- Lowell? - We have to get out of here.

Did you see Mindy?

- She went flying that way. - Take my hand, we have to move!

Where?

There's a shack, but I lost the scarf.

Mindy!

Okay, we are lost in this blizzard

and we have to get back to the shack before these wolves kill us,

and I have no idea which direction to go.

Can we follow the frozen river to the shack?

You're a genius!

But which direction should we go?

I don't know.

I know what to do.

Why did you do that?

Hey, y'all everybody doing okay up there?

What's going on? Looks like that blizzard caught up with you.

Which direction is the ice fishing shack?

Oh, you mean, where the leg is? Hold on, I'll check.

Leg?

- Okay, I found it. - I don't know what you boys are up to,

but you got yourself into a mess that you're going to have to really figure out up there.

You're going to have to start dry.

Which way?

I tell you what. Can you see me if I'm up under the ice like this?

Did you see me?

We could barely see you!

Cool. Stay with me, or you'll run into the wolves up there or get lost.

Bloop.

Uh, Fish! Fish! Come back!

Just give him a second.

Oh, yeah, he's back!

Did you see him over here?

I didn't see anybody. My tail hurts.

Did you see them? Did you see where they went?

They're somewhere out here in this blizzard.

Did anyone else get their tail chopped off?

Just me? What's the deal?

Oh, no, bigger fish! Watch out!

Fish! Fish!

I don't think he's coming back this time.

No! He was just trying to help.

Your scarf!

No!

That means it's right here. Somewhere. Close!

Come to my voice! Come to my voice! Can you hear me?

Come to my voice!

Come to my voice! Can you hear me?

Polly, come to my voice!

The wolves are coming!

You would not believe what I've had to deal with in here.

Is he okay?

Well, he is breathing, but he could be pretending, though.

Good thing I made the hole bigger. Hmm?

Mindy, don't move.

Hey!

Mindy, give us your hand and we'll take your weight off the ice,

and you can put your feet on the bottom boards.

Hey! I hear you in there!

Wait, just stay there.

This is why I hate being an ox.

I can hear you whispering in there. I hear your conversation.

No, you were perfect out there.

Is this a fishing shack or an outhouse?

Ah!

Now you're breaking the ice?

Unbelievable.

The wolves are out there.

And which one of you jerks chopped off my tail while I was asleep?

You did chop off his tail while he was sleeping.

I don't think he cares that it was an accident.

Yeah, his arm got wet too.

Okay, I'm leaving. Bye. See you.

That genius, he's still out there.

That's right, I'm still out here.

All 30 of us are out here too. Right, guys?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Me too. Me too.

Yeah, we know it's just you out there.

Shh!

What? He can't get in here.

You can't get in here, tailless wolf.

Not cool, man.

Yeah, not cool.

What did we ever do to you?

You were gonna eat us?

Uh, we were asleep. You drew first blood.

We were gonna eat you after the tail thing.

Easy to say that now.

Yeah, especially since you cut my tail off first.

Nice logic. That's a causal fallacy.

I don't understand.

You're setting up a false cause.

Since we are going to eat you, that means we were going to eat you, which wasn't true.

Which part wasn't true, Judge Judy? The former or the latter?

Former or latter?

Former means first, latter means second.

- Oh, the latter. - Got you.

Well, you're saying you weren't going to eat us, but you can't prove that.

- The burden of proof isn't on me. - How so?

Well, you made the claim. The burden of proof is on you, not me, man.

So you are planning to eat us.

Oh, yeah. Are you kidding me? You cut off my tail.

And you're a poor debater.

Obviously not homeschooled.

I wasn't homeschooled, and I be smart.

Stupid wolf.

Ad hominem.

Let's just be quiet until he goes away.

Yeah, be quiet, Rory.

Please, sir, my wife is pregnant.

We need help.

Please, sir. Please, sir.

I don't want to give birth out here in a blizzard.

Please, we need help.

We chased off the wolves, and now our other children are freezing.

Daddy, Daddy, I'm cold.

Oh, not my water broke.

Oh, no, my water broke. The baby's coming.

Yeah, unless you're pregnant with wolf baby Jesus, you're not getting in here.

What's the logical fallacy for being incredibly obtuse?

You guys are jerks.

Ah, who's the ad hominem now?

It's pretty clear I won that exchange.

Whatever, man. You need wolf baby Jesus.

What's happening?

Wolf, is that you?

He's back for another battle of wits.

What did we do to you?

Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it.

Boop-a-doo.

Uh, this isn't going to be good.

Oh, that doesn't look good.

Huh...

Well, just keeps getting better, doesn't it?

Yep, they just fall straight down.

Time to move.

Yesterday, curling ruined lives.

Today, it's going to save lives.

Feel the rhythm.

Feel the rhyme.

Get on up.

This is so stupid. It's curling time.

Okay, everybody. One, two, three.

You got this, Champ.

Champ, you're going forward.

Watch out, everybody. Brace yourselves!

Huh? Wait.

No. No!

What's happening? I thought the frozen river would keep going.

Where is it?

It obviously disappears underground here.

- And you led us here. - Hey, man.

And this stupid idea to come this way and find the naughty list is your fault.

We're just one wrong move away from losing our homes,

our families, everything, everything, everything!

Why don't you just take it down a notch?

Yeah, well, why don't you just get out of here?

That's what you always want, right?

To lay around by yourself and sulk.

Holy cow, I'm so sick of having a walking, talking,

anthropomorphized bummer following us around.

You, you, you, and you are useless to me.

- Fine, I'm going. - Then go.

- I'm gone. - Good.

- This is me leaving. - Bye, Felicia.

I'll send a postcard.

Great, I'll put it on my refrigerator.

Good, I'll send a magnet too.

Thank you, that is incredibly generous of you.

Well, you deserve it.

I certainly don't deserve a friend like you.

Oh, don't sell yourself short. You're amazing.

No, you're amazing.

Oh, I'm amazing?

You're so amazing, it makes my stomach hurt.

Good luck, everyone, with your amazing friend.

Polly!

What did you do? She's gone. Like, "gone" gone.

Yeah, like, good.

After all she's done?

Done? The only one more useless than her is you,

if you don't count Bed, Backwards, and Beyond here.

- You are such a narcissist. - Narcissist?

I've never done drugs.

Do other people even exist to you,

or are we just here to be extras in your movie?

You guys are literally extras in my movie.

You disappoint me in a profound way.

Yeah, well, I'm not here to appoint you.

Oh, I know.

You've made it abundantly clear you're only here for yourself.

You'll probably get everything you want and be alone.

Congratulations, you are your own reward.

Ah, whatever, man.

Rory, other people exist. Do we exist to you?

Are we people to you, or what are we?

I'd really like to know.

If we don't help you get what you want, what are we to you?

I don't get it, man. I really do want an answer. Are we nothing to you?

Are you even listening to me? Hello?

Don't copycat my way out.

Which way do we go, Champ?

What do we do now?

He's wrong. You're not useless.

We wouldn't have made it this far unless we were together,

and I don't think we'll get anywhere alone.

I think old Lowell might be onto something here.

Hopefully, the group can get their act together

and see the simple value of other people.

So, we'll see.

That list isn't going to steal itself.

I don't think I'll make it anywhere alone.

Whew.

Hmm.

Not really sure which way I'm going or even what time it is.

Not really sure how to get back either. Oh, boy.

Whatever! I don't need them anyways.

No, maybe this way.

Something with the sun and direction.

Not really sure what I'm looking for, though.

Which way do you think here, buddy?

I don't know.

Not a lot of resources out here.

There we go.

Couldn't hurt to bounce some ideas off another person.

Two heads are better than one, I always say.

- Huh. Hello. - Huh. Hello.

Oh, boy, this is a new one.

Hmm. I'm a snowman.

You're a snowman.

I like watermelons and chicken pot pie.

Hmm. You think you know me?

You don't know me.

You're just a one-armed snowman.

You don't know me.

You don't know anything.

No, not me, you.

You don't know anything.

Oh, I don't?

Then who's the one out here talking with made-up snow people?

You are!

No, you are!

No, you are!

Whatever, man.

Hmm.

Do you know how to get back?

Mm-mm.

- Figures. - Figures.

- What is that? - What is that?

Now push.

Okay, I saw this problem coming up here, but at least we're officially out.

How do we make it to the edge

without all of us falling back in?

I don't know, but I'm open to ideas.

What if we all roll so we are face-to-face,

then we put our palms together,

and then using our hands, we all push ourselves to the edge?

Uh, unless anybody's got a better idea,

let's give it a go.

Okay, on the count of three, we all roll right.

Got it.

Okay, unlink arms.

Okay, one, two, three, roll!

This is worse.

My face!

Uh, what's next in this process?

Palms together, now push!

This is a little worse, like a dangerous plank.

Okay, maybe we should do one more push and push ourselves clear of the ice hole.

Wait, what?

Well, there goes our G rating.

- Ready? - No, but let's go anyway.

One, two, three, push!

Whoa.

Whoa...

Well, this is definitely worse.

One more time.

I only got one more in me, so let's make it count.

Palms together. Push harder this time.

One, two, three, push!

We're gonna make it.

We're not gonna make it.

Whoa...

This is definitely worse.

- I'm slipping! - Ah...

Come on, Mindy!

Ah. Ah. Oh.

- Somebody! - I'm coming! I got you!

Oh, no!

I'm still slipping!

Come on, Mindy! We're all gonna fall!

Oh, this is deeper than I remember it!

What am I doing down here?

Bloop.

Oh, I thought you were dead.

There's a lot of us down here. Where'd your mates go?

They're not my mates.

My bad. Seemed like they were friends.

Turns out they weren't.

That's a bummer. Hard to find good friends.

Yeah.

No, I really mean it. Hard to find.

Most people around these parts would rather leave you for dead.

- Run out on you the first chance they get. - Right.

Seen it a thousand times. Yep, things get tough and they're gone.

Okay, I got it. But maybe it's better to be alone.

Nope. That's how you get eaten.

Let's be clear. I do the eating around here.

A hundred percent, Polar Bear.

Sometimes, though, bear eats you and sometimes bear eats itself, I guess.

Dangerous game, wouldn't you say?

This isn't my favorite. I'll give you that.

Would love to hang around and chat all day, but, man, it's burning up out here.

Give us a shove back in the ice hole.

You're back on track. Good luck.

Bloop.

I got you.

Hello. What's going on up there?

Oh, no.

Here, somebody catch my eye and look around.

I found my way back, but I'm too late.

Uh, what's happening up there? I still can't see anything.

Are we still working on not falling?

Come on, man. What's your problem?

You're seriously not going to let me by?

Hmm.

This snowman's got a real mouth on him.

Okay. How do we get past this guy?

Okay. You're in for it now, pal. I'm going to get that arm back.

Dang it.

Okay.

Hmm.

Interesting.

Hmm. Hm.

Hm.

Hmm.

- I'm coming! - I'm coming.

Hang on, everybody. Rory's coming!

Hang on.

I'm slipping!

Huh?

Mush.

Ooh.

Ooh.

That was incredible, gripping, inspiring,

the way you all dove in after one another.

Thanks for the help. We're so glad you came along.

No sweat.

If we didn't see this fella with the stick arms,

we would have never seen you.

Happy to help. We've been running forever.

Thought we would never stop.

Yeah.

Oh, boy. Uh...

I-- Have you-- Wow. How long have you guys been running?

Feels like forever.

Yeah, I bet it does.

Yo, dog. Um...

I'm sorry to be the one to do this,

but we could really use a ride.

Sure.

If it's okay with the boss.

Uh, no, no, no, no. Hey, sorry.

Sled dogs, could we have a chat, just you and me, for a few moments?

Sure, go ahead.

Is it hot in here to anyone else?

What do you think they're talking about?

It looks like Lowell's breaking the bad news to them.

You're right. Lowell is a great friend.

Uh, are you kidding me? Is this how you thank me for saving you?

Champ, you're going forward again.

Champ?

Anyone want to say something?

Rory, if you were them, what would you want to happen next?

I don't understand.

- Imagine you're them. - Who?

The dogs. Imagine you're the dogs.

I'm not the dogs, I'm me.

But if you were the dogs, what would you want?

Oh. But I want them to give us a ride.

But what would they want?

Uh...

Close your eyes, or we're going to leave you here.

Now imagine you're a sled dog.

What would you want as the sled dogs?

Uh...

Trying, sled dogs, running, snow,

uh, carry the five, divide by zero,

make the tail go over the river.

Ah! My brain, it hurts, I can't, Lowell.

- Keep trying. - Burp, bark, mush, I'm a bee.

- Yeah. - No, I'm a dog.

- Yes. - Sled dog.

Now you're getting there.

Getting closer.

Mm...

Well?

But what if-- But what if-- But what if it's not what I want?

Do it anyways.

Hm.

This is so backwards, I don't even know why I'm doing this.

You're welcome to come with us, maybe Santa will give you what you want, uh, back,

or, you know, you're free to go.

We're good. We've got each other.

And we've always been free to go.

But we hope you all find what you're looking for.

Thank you for your kindness and help.

Well, I do have no idea which direction to go now.

Why dost thou asketh the question when thy question has been answered?

Holy cow.

No. Holy bear.

Whatever. I know the way back to the frozen river.

Leadeth the way, my child.

One right deed, and now he's an angel.

Getting close, huh, gang?

No, Sneaky Doug, get lost.

Okey-dokey.

Where were you, Sneaky Doug,

when we were stuck in that hole?

Well, hey, guys, good luck.

Okay, how shall we do this?

Is everyone as nervous as I am?

Okay.

This is not what I was expecting.

I don't know what I expected.

At least we're here.

I don't know about this.

Should we make a plan first? You know, like the heist kind of a thing?

Uh, we already opened the door. I think we're in it.

This can't be it.

Fish said it was it.

Yeah, but come on.

There's, like, nothing here. It's just, like, a big, empty church.

I think it is an empty church.

Wow, attendance is really down.

Maybe people don't know it's this close to Christmas.

I thought you said Santa lived here.

He might be.

I just want to be warm again.

I just want to be a bird.

I just want my nose and the naughty list.

I want to get off the naughty list.

Uh, okay. Nothing here.

Let's try this again.

Huh. Nothing here, either.

Okay, last stop.

- One... - Two...

Three.

Go!

Hello?

- Hello. - Hello.

This is a private residence. Can I help you?

Uh, we're looking for Santa Claus.

Sorry, I guess we're in the wrong place.

- Oh, you mean Saint Nicholas. - Maybe.

Nice list, naughty list. Gives gifts away at Christmas time.

He is a man of many legends.

So is he here?

Nope. Just me.

When will he be back?

I don't know, but you're the ones breaking and entering.

So please, make yourself at home.

Oh, by the way, is this a hostage situation? Should I make a ransom note?

- What do you need? - Where is he?

Last I heard, he was in Rome.

Rome?

Yeah, but that was about a year ago.

But then again, he didn't call me by the phone.

Of course, he couldn't because it's 325 A.D.,

and I'm not his secretary. So, yeah, I think it was definitely Rome.

Well, awesome. None of us get what we came for. This is perfect.

What are we supposed to do now?

I don't know. Am I supposed to know?

Am I everybody's secretary today?

It can't just end like this. We'll never get a sequel.

There has to be a reason that we're here.

Or should we go try to find him?

How would you?

I don't know. The fish?

How would a fish know anything outside of their stream?

Wait. All the stuff we've been through, the blizzards, the pine,

the scent of beta-carotene, the wolves,

the basically surviving the impossible just to get here?

Just to find out there's no way to get off the list?

- We're just doomed? - You're not doomed.

Yeah, we are. We ruined the festival.

Oh, ruined the festival, huh?

- Yeah, that's pretty tough. - Yeah.

You could probably never go back and apologize for that.

You don't know these people. They're filthy animals.

I think you are here for a reason.

Yeah, so we can see how wrong we were about everything.

Maybe. Do you know the real St. Nicholas?

The real man the legend is based on?

Naughty and nice list, presents, stockings,

people losing their Christianity

fighting over parking spots just to get into the mall

to see the big guy?

Uh, presents, reindeer, sleigh, milk and cookies.

- Did I mention presents already? - Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down.

That's what it turned into. The real man is quite something.

St. Nicholas grew up in a wealthy, loving home

until he lost his world when his parents died.

Despite his inherited wealth, he only wanted to serve.

There's a famous story of him hearing of a man who was very poor.

Now, the man had three daughters.

Nicholas knew the man had no choice

but to sell his daughters as servants

so they would have food and shelter.

He knew what it was like to lose the ones you love,

and he couldn't let it be.

Without making a sound, he waited and waited until they were long asleep.

He wanted the man to have dignity,

and he wanted no honor for himself.

The next morning, the man knew his prayers were answered.

Nicholas liked being the answer,

so much so that he would go to the man's house again the next night.

Being the answer to a real-life prayer to someone in real-life need

moved him to help again the third night.

But on the third night, he was found out.

He did not want honor for himself, so he ran.

But you can't outrun a grateful heart.

St. Nicholas explained to the man

he was only passing along what God had given to him.

He had finally found his calling.

He would use his wealth, his intellect, his youth, his strength

to be a real solution for those who needed it.

His legend grew throughout the years,

and he did keep a list, but not of naughty or nice people,

but of people in need.

As he grew in stature, he was called upon

to help settle a debate started by a heretic.

The man, spreading lies, spoke and spoke,

and the people became very angry.

St. Nicholas was a man of action,

and he struck the heretic thinking he was doing right, but he was wrong.

And the people who once revered him were so disappointed.

The emperor demanded he be thrown into prison,

and there, he had the time to stop and think about his actions.

Finally, he repented and was granted the opportunity to apologize.

And even though he tried to do the right thing,

he had to accept the consequences.

He was kicked off the council and never allowed to return.

You see, but ultimately, forgiveness doesn't depend on other people.

Forgiveness truly comes from our Creator.

I suppose we're all on the naughty list

if you want to put it in those terms.

Including him.

But he's out there somewhere carrying on his work.

So how do we get on the nice list?

You don't. There are no lists.

Personally, it sounds made up to me.

What you need to do is get on the forgiven list.

No! No! No!

What are you doing, pal?

This is not how this goes.

We're supposed to be off the naughty list.

- But there is no list. - Yes, there is.

Maybe not from Santa or St. Nicholas or whoever that is.

But the town has one, and we're on it.

- It's made up. - It's made up, but it's real.

Now it's impossible to get back home,

and after all we've done, after all the work we've put into this,

- and there's nothing? No list? - You were right from the start.

We just need to go back, and then--

We can't just do that.

It'll never put things back the way they were if we just apologize.

Do we want to put things back the way they were?

So they just make up a list, we get put on it,

then we have to go back and ask them for forgiveness?

- How does that make sense? - It doesn't make sense.

But it does make sense.

I guess we just gotta deal with it, you know?

Them putting that list onto us, really.

No, I can't.

- Sure you can! - No, I mean I won't.

You can't stay out here forever. You'll be lost and all alone.

But a light is waiting to carry us home, man.

Everywhere you look.

That's the lyrics to Full House.

Well, they're true. Don't go that way, you know?

I can't go with you anymore. This is as far as I go.

Lowell, what are you doing? You're not going full snowman, are you?

Lowell, Lowell!

No! I'll show you it can be done!

Lowell, it can be true!

What's going on?

He went full snowman on us!

What does that mean?

Look at him! He's just... He's checked out!

He's just a snowy snowman of snow.

- Huh? - What was that?

They need our help.

What can we do to help?

We have to get back and apologize

before the festival is over and everyone leaves.

So we have to carry Lowell so that he can see that it'll work.

But he has already gone full snowman.

We have to try.

Hmm. So they made it there.

And now they're headed back here?

We'll see about that.

Good work, buddy.

We have to go around!

There's no time! We can't go around!

We have to do this crazy jump!

I sure hope there's no wolves down there!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Dang, there is wolves down there!

Merry Christmas!

That's them! Get them!

Get up there. Get his arm, Tony! Yeah!

Hey, give that back!

Got your arm. Got your arm.

Chomp.

I got your back.

Oh!

Sorry, Champ!

Champ, I'm falling!

Okay, good job, buddy.

Hey, bros, what's going on back there?

Yes!

Ooh! Ouch. Why are we going backwards?

We're going to hit the jump backwards.

Everybody, hold on!

Maybe try the swim move?

Reverse! Reverse! Backward jumps! Yes!

Oh, no! I'm not a bird!

We've never been back here before.

This is weird, but I love it!

Mush!

Guess we're pulling the sled now.

Get these wolves off of us!

Whoa!

Champ, you're choking me again!

Huh?

Let him go or you'll fall, Champ!

Let him go! You're slipping!

I'm going to drop both of you!

Oh. I guess that's not so bad.

I'm hungry too.

Now?

Now.

Not if you have anything to say about it, Sneaky Doug.

Okay.

Grow, Sneaky Doug, grow! Show them what you're made of!

Which is also what they're made of.

But grow, grow!

There it is!

Well, hey, guys.

Sneaky Doug, what are you doing? You almost killed us!

Well, maybe I should get lost, huh?

We're trying to get back in to apologize and make things right.

You're never getting back in here while you're still on the naughty list.

You're all on the naughty list!

He doesn't get to make up who's on what list!

Sneaky Doug, don't be pathetic, you pile of snow!

Destroy them, and I'll take you off the naughty list!

Sneaky Doug, there is no naughty list!

And that guy doesn't control it!

Well, then, I think I'll just destroy you all.

Sneaky Doug, no! Not me--

Very naughty!

Ooh! That log almost destroyed our whole booth.

- Sneaky Doug, you're angry! - Well, yeah.

Sneaky Doug, you feel ignored and disregarded!

Well, yeah.

He stopped him! Holy cow!

And you don't want others to think you're on the naughty list!

Well, yeah.

The naughty list! Come on, everybody! Naughty list!

I've got news for you and everyone here!

We went to Santa's place to steal the naughty list!

We broke in, according to our plan, and there was no naughty list!

But if there was a naughty list, I should be on it.

I ruined your festival in many ways, and I just want to say that I'm...

Oh, give me a second.

That I'm--

- That I'm... - Just do it.

I'm sorry!

Don't fall for this.

He just wants his job back so he can insult us more.

St. Nicholas wasn't keeping a list on me.

He was--

He did what was wrong too and was looking to be forgiven himself.

Then St. Nicholas spent his life helping others.

And some of us really need to probably get help also, like, professional help.

You're obviously severely depressed, your anxiety is off the charts,

and your anger is turning you into a monster!

Is that what you want to be, Sneaky Doug? A monster?

Mm...

Uh... Uh!

You're in for it now. Cone de neige attack!

- Snow cone! - Go get him! Yes!

Go and sweep! And get a flush nose on him!

Good job, skip! Let it go all the way!

Come on, send in the skijoring team,

and don't hit the ski jump backwards!

Don't worry, coach, I won't!

Lunge, parry, riposte, thrust! Yes, perfect!

Ski dance your way to victory!

Don't go backwards! Don't go backwards! Don't go backwards!

Whee!

Ha-ha!

Come on, this isn't working!

What should we do? Should we throw more snow cones?

All right, Sneaky Doug!

Huh?

Oh!

What did you do to me?

What... What happened? What does this mean?

It means you're a snowman now, buddy.

Well, no one's ever done anything like this for me before.

Well, maybe every pile of snow just needs a little help becoming a snowman.

Naughty list! Naughty list!

Oh, stop it, Frank. Everyone's had just about enough.

We can't just let them back in. They're on the list!

Very naughty!

Let's go build that bridge back, eh?

Wow, I've never heard Rory apologize before.

Oh, you're back.

Good to have you back, buddy.

I can't believe you made it back.

Looks like you didn't get what you wanted, but instead found out what you need.

I really thought you would get eaten out there, so good work.

My buttons!

There you have it, folks, a Christmas adventure about mental health and forgiveness.

I hope you find yourself in the story.

Was this a real story?

Why, little guy, St. Nicholas was really real.

And the rest of it, it's as real as you and I.

Okay.

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Ah, the team is finally coming together.

The curling rock is my favorite part and the sweeping.

I mean, look at me, as giddy as a schoolgirl.

Oh, I won't have this much fun again

until Bing Crosby tap dances with Danny Kaye.

Up next, we have ski dancing.

Ski dancing. Oh, I love ski dancing.