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Mary,

why didn't you turn it off before the song was over? Joni, aren't you getting

just a little tired of Christmas music?

No, I could listen to it all year.

Yeah, well, I can't. Every place you go, fa la la la la, it's an overkill.

Fa humbug. Yeah, well, to you too, would you help me get this tree out before

Nicholas comes in?

Scrooge! Yeah.

Come on, take it from the back.

Okay, okay, okay. Okay, okay, okay.

with that family junk tomorrow.

Is that for tonight?

No, it's for tomorrow. Turkey's traditional for Christmas Day. Didn't

that? Oh, here we usually all cook.

Everyone cooks one thing.

Oh, that sounds like fun.

Yeah, it is. Last year we had eight desserts, a pizza, and alfalfa sprout

Eight desserts, a pizza, and alfalfa sprout salad?

Yeah. Yeah. I got it. I don't know.

Can you help me? Well, Nicholas, you see, I have all the stuff to do. Is Dad

home? Yeah, he's working on his column. Bye, Nicholas.

Tommy, will you help me with something?

Later.

No, I don't want to see it after Christmas. I want to see it now.

Yeah, okay.

Hi,

Selena. Yeah, how does a movie and a pizza hit you?

You don't like pizza.

Yeah.

Okay, thanks anyway, I understand.

Bye.

Now will you help me?

Why, yeah, yeah, in a minute, in a minute.

What are you writing?

My New Year's column.

Why don't you write a Christmas column? I already did. It's in today's paper.

I could be writing a Christmas column before Christmas and a New Year's column

before New Year's. Well, I, uh, that's the way it's done. Nicholas, I have to

get this done by tonight.

Well, then I guess you don't have time to help me either.

Oh, sure I do, Nicholas. What's the problem?

How do I stretch this sock?

Why do you want to stretch that sock?

so I can get more presents. Everyone else has big socks.

I'm gonna get chipped.

Oh. Well, why don't you use the shoe stretcher? It's up in my closet.

Thanks, Dad.

New Year's resolution.

Don't write any more pontificating articles about New Year's! Exclamation

What?

Nothing!

Bye -bye.

Special delivery from Murray Bradford. I'm Nicholas.

Well, can you sign your name, Nicholas?

Sure. I'm in the third grade.

Give me your John Hancock right there.

Huh?

Sign.

There you are, Nicholas.

See you later. Okay.

Don't roll it too tight, okay? Come on, don't worry. You'll look like Miss

America compared to her. Who's her?

Gary's mother's best friend's daughter, which gives Gary two dates.

Me and her.

Yeah, well, at least you've got half a date. It's not fair.

Well, it's not our fault your date had to come down with the measles. Hey,

blame me. I didn't give them to him.

Well, that's too bad. I mean, it would have been so romantic spending Christmas

Eve itching under the mistletoe. Ho, ho, ho.

Come on, Nancy, all I'm asking is that you give it a try, huh? Look, no one

worth going out with is available this late.

Just try. I mean, I might get lucky, you know, and maybe someplace, somewhere

out there, some girl got sick and her guy is stuck.

Yeah, somewhere, someplace, Fonzie's date is sitting home with red spots all

over her face.

Nancy,

just ask Alan if you'll ask him. Susan, I am not making a fool of myself, so

forget it.

Forgotten? Forgotten. All I can say is...

Merry Christmas!

Oh, yeah, Merry Christmas. Listen, I have to finish my Christmas column. Dad,

wait. You haven't met Noreen. Oh, I'm sorry.

Noreen Hill, my father, Tom Bradford. How do you do, Noreen? How do you do,

Oh, here. Let me help you with those. Thank you. Yeah, we came early so that

could help. Oh, really? That was very thoughtful. Thank you.

Because we have to leave early.

Yeah, well, we need all the help we can get because... What do you mean you have

to leave early?

We're going to spend Christmas Day with Noreen's folks in Monterey.

We thought we'd drive all night so we could be there all day.

Oh? Well, I know I usually stick around with the family on Christmas Day, but,

well, you know, it's a little different this year anyway.

Different?

Hey, Abby, we bought the tree, and it's great. Oh, Christmas.

Oh, my.

Nichols didn't see, did he? Not unless he's sneakier than we are.

Do you need any help? Oh, I thought you'd never ask. Do you know how to do

Well, I'll just scrub up like we do in Beginning Surgery 101.

Mary, there are other med schools. I mean, just because you didn't get into

one you applied to doesn't mean that nobody wants you. We like you. You're a

nice girl. Right. And there is a Santa Claus. Oh, come on, Mary. It's

Oh, boy.

Scrooge.

Here's the boss. Oh, hello. Donna, how nice to see you. Nice to see you, too.

Oh, I guess it's funny. I brought you a little something.

Merry Christmas. Oh, no, you shouldn't have done that.

Oh, Dad, you're opening it already?

Yeah. It's coming before Christmas morning? Yeah.

Oh, no, okay. I guess you have to see it in the afternoon. Right, right.

Oh, it's my Christmas column.

Yeah.

Permapract.

That's nice.

Would you rather have had a tie?

What color?

Oh, yeah.

Hey,

this is nice.

Yes, Nicholas, there is a Santa Claus by Tom Preston.

Every year about this time, I find myself wondering if Christmas has the

meaning to my children as it had to me as a boy.

It's a loaded question, of course, yet still worth asking.

For Christmas is a time for both rejoicing and assessing the value of our

My family is fortunate enough to live in a nice house in a pleasant part of

town.

There's a large expanse of lawn, a big backyard, and in our garage are two

A third one sits in the driveway.

Our house is filled with things.

Television sets, radios, photographs, tape recorders. And underneath our tree

this year will be more things.

But does this material wealth really matter?

I'm glad... you asked, Mr.

Bradford.

Dad, I hate to bother you, but I think we should settle this. Oh, look, I have

to finish this New Year's Day column sometime before January 1st. Did you

him? I'm trying to tell him.

Do you realize that half of this family is not going to be here tonight, and I

don't know who's running off tomorrow.

David. David what?

Is running off to Monterey with Noreen. Who's Noreen? She's on the sun porch

with David. They're spending Christmas with her folks.

Gary can't pick me up because his father won't let him leave her alone, and

Nancy said that her date won't drive me. Yeah, well, Nancy gets her date to

drive Elizabeth, and why can't you get him to ask for a date for me, huh?

Please, would you mind telling me who him and her are?

Alan Cummings is the sweetest guy in Sacramento, and I'm not going to risk

losing him by making him a matchmaker for the Bradford family.

Hey, everyone.

What? Here, I want you to meet Noreen. Hi. Hello, Noreen. Hello, Noreen.

Well, that's the family.

Once you get to know them, you'll really think they're weird.

With what?

This.

Nicholas, what do you want a shoe stretcher for?

So I can stretch my socks, so I can get more presents.

And you think old Santa Claus was going to fill it right to the top, huh?

Let me let you in on a little secret, Nicholas.

Santa Claus is on a very strict budget.

He doesn't have enough to go around, so that means little kids get last

pickings. Really?

Yeah.

But I tell you what, why don't you put up two socks instead of one?

Maybe the old guy can't read so well.

Thanks, Tommy.

I mean, I don't want to force the kids to do anything.

But they always stayed home before, right? I mean, why not this Christmas?

They're growing up, I guess.

Yeah, but, Tom, it's traditional at Christmas. I mean, Christmas is kids,

it's grandkids. Grandchildren and whole families and... I guess that's

just my need, huh?

It's not theirs.

What are you thinking about your Christmases with Frank?

Oh, Frank and I used to... We used to go visit my family in Pasadena and... And

then all those years when he was gone, I... I couldn't, you know, I... I didn't

want to be a part of a big celebration, you know? Well, what did you do?

I would have eggnog with a couple of other lonely people or I'd just sit

and mope, you know?

I mean, maybe that's why I made this Christmas so important, you know?

Boy, I had such a big plan. See, we were going to have a tree -trimming party

and then we were going to go caroling and then tomorrow night a really big

dinner and then an open house for friends and... But nobody else

around here seems to be up for it.

It's okay, really.

It's okay.

It's okay.

I'm so embarrassed, Susan. You owe me. Anything, anything, anything.

Hello? Is Alan there, please?

Thanks. For starters, your new jeans. Oh, come on, Nancy. They're too big for

you. I'll take them in.

Hello? Alan?

Oh, fine.

Listen, you can say no and I understand, but...

Well, Susan had this date, but he got sick and... Measles.

Who's got the measles? You could have said the flu, you know.

Oh?

Oh? Well, that's great, Alan. Thanks.

Terrific. What?

Alan's cousin from San Francisco, a youthy Berkeley man, came into town, and

doesn't have a date.

He does now.

His name's Harold.

All right, I'm calling a meeting.

Round up everybody, including David. He's talking to Noreen. Oh, who is

The girl that's talking to David.

Oh, right, yes. I want her here, too, right away. Tom, do you think you should

be... Yes, I should, and you should.

Harold. Harold.

We'll have a light supper, all of us together, and then Nicholas will go to

But it's Christmas Eve.

Exactly. We all know that Santa Claus will not come if he thinks that you're

Oh, yeah.

Maybe I should just skip dinner and go to bed.

I am kind of tired.

It's okay, Nicholas. You know, Santa has to eat, too.

Now, Santa Claus will trim the tree, lay out all the presents, and then we'll

have a little eggnog with Santa. I hate eggnog. Oh, since when?

Dad, I finally got a date. And then, and only then, will anybody who wants to

leave, leave.

Yeah, what time will that be?

Whatever time it is.

She'll have Gary all wrapped up by the time I get there. Come on, guys. Dad

means it. Mary, if you had a date, you'd be on our side. But you'd rather mope

about med school.

I tell you, you're all acting mopey. This is going to be a lot of fun. Fun.

Lots of fun.

Bedtime. Okay, I got to bed. I'm almost done.

Okay, I'm done now.

Nicholas, how come there's two?

I thought you were going to stretch your sock. Or didn't that work?

Yeah, it worked, but I got a little hole in it. So I figured two of my little

socks would make up to, like, one of your big socks.

Come on, I'll take you in.

Hey, what happens if there really is no Santa Claus? Nicholas, there will still

be presents. Now, come on.

Good night, Nicholas. Good night, Nicholas. See you. And all of us little

will work all night long.

Not this little elf. Let's get to work so we can get out of here. Well, if

supposed to be trimming the tree, where is it?

It's out there where two people can bring it in very easily. Now, come on.

Will you tell Sam or whoever that my presents are downstairs?

in the dark room, in a bag, on the floor, pushed way back in the corner. I

wrapped them really good. Well, maybe not too good. You can see inside, so

peek. Don't peek. We won't. Good night.

Good night. Oh, you won't be surprised when you open them. Oh, we will be

surprised. Good night.

Good night. Come on.

a special one.

I haven't seen it.

It's in there somewhere.

Oh, very artistic, especially the backhand. I like that. Yo, if you don't

it, you can do the other side.

Hey, Nancy just got a last minute date for Susan. Maybe she can do something

you. You know, see if the Wicked Witch of the North is free.

Recess, everyone. How about an eggnog break? Oh, no, no, I can't. I haven't

gotten dressed yet. By the way, what time is it? Nine o 'clock. Nine o

The last show starts at 9 .30.

What theater are you going to be at?

Westlake.

Dad, Abby's sorry, but...

Sure, go ahead.

It's been a lovely Christmas Eve, Mr. Bradford.

Lovely.

Thanks for the great dinner.

Great.

Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas, everyone.

Merry Christmas. Bye. Hey, we really should be getting dressed, you guys.

Absolutely. Merry Christmas.

Is it okay if we go?

Yeah, have a good time. Okay, bye.

Bye.

Eight nog, anyone?

Oh, yes.

Thank you, Abby.

If you don't mind, Abby and I are going to take a Christmas Eve stroll to the

Casbah. No, go ahead.

We faithful elves will carry on.

Very good.

Bye.

Oh, what was all of that with Tommy and Elizabeth?

Didn't have a date for the night. Elizabeth heard him on the phone trying.

I guess with all the other girls having dates, he just felt left out.

Well, how about you?

Do you feel left out?

No. I mean, I could have had a date. I just thought that everybody was staying

home. Yeah, me too.

Hey, you still bummed out about med school?

Yeah. I didn't think it showed.

Yeah.

Hey, how about some nice, cheerful, warm Christmas music?

Will you stop it with that Christmas music, please?

Harold. I want to see him. Me too. Wait, wait, wait.

I want to see the face that goes with his name.

You ready? Yeah.

Thank you. It's about time.

Oh, we had a flat. Is it okay to use the phone? Yeah.

No arrows.

It's a shame we're such an old couple.

You think we were newlyweds or something, right? It's your fault. You

bring your sweater down, so I had to keep you warm. Oh, I see.

I think I feel a chill.

Sorry, guys.

David. What happened?

We got two blocks away and blew a tire.

Dad, could you help, please?

I need a jack. Mine keeps slipping.

His keeps slipping?

Yes, the man needs a jack. I guess we ought to lend him one.

All right, I'll get you a jack, David.

Start loosening things.

As

soon

as he gets it fixed.

I want to be there all day, too, Mom.

Okay, so don't worry about me.

Oh, I'm not sure what time. It depends how long it takes to get it fixed.

Oh, no, it was their doorbell.

Well, if it does take too long, I'll call.

Otherwise... Listen, nobody seems to be around. Let me get that. Hold on.

Hi. Hi, hi.

Nancy, my name is... No, no, no, this is not Nancy. Oh, Susan.

Well, I'm Harold.

Hey!

No, I'm Noreen.

Alan told me all the sisters were beautiful.

I'm not one of the sisters.

Which one is? Well, the... Hi.

Harold? Oh, Susan.

No, I'm not... Hey, my neck.

I am not Susan.

That is the red -haired Susan. Would you please wave at this nice man?

Alan, you could have told them. What, spoil all the fun?

I'm sorry. I never knew that my date would be the prettiest one.

Harold. Hi,

Harold.

Hello. Oh, well, I know you're not Susan, so which sister are you? Oh, I'm

mother superior.

You must be Harold. Nice to meet you.

Well, have a good time.

Oh, you know, come on. Bye -bye. You're so beautiful.

Hey, Harold, I'm pressed. I feel rejected. No, rain check. Joanie.

Susan Stakes.

Little eggnog, huh?

How about a lot of eggnog?

go to Monterey like that, are you? Well, better greasy than late, Dad.

Here, wipe your hands.

Thanks.

Thanks again for everything.

Oh, that's all right. Now, if you get tired, be sure and stop, will you? Oh,

we're gonna take turns.

Come on, we better go. Bye -bye. Bye.

Hey, uh, Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, David.

Boy, it feels like a morgue around here.

Yeah, it does.

Whatever happened to the traditional Bradford Christmas?

I think it went out the door with Harold and Noreen and Elizabeth's boyfriend

Gary and Alan and... I don't know, Joanie. I don't know what happened.

I don't know either.

It's the first time one of the kids wasn't here through Christmas.

It's the first time most of the kids weren't here on Christmas Eve.

Well, at least if we start necking again, we won't get interrupted.

Oh, no.

Don't bet on it.

Well, I'm very happy with this Christmas.

I mean, even with all the chaos. In fact, I love the chaos.

It's so much better than... Than being alone?

Oh, then it's a great Christmas.

Yeah.

And tomorrow, all the kids will be here except for David.

Oh, and then we'll open the presents.

Yeah, in the Bradford tradition.

Oh, which tradition is this one? Oh, it's great. Don't you know how they do

No. Well, each kid picks a name out of a hat and each one gives the other a

present. Or there'll be a couple of hundred presents to open, right?

Oh, to buy, I'd go broke. We'd all go broke.

Don't forget to remind me to close those living room doors tonight.

I don't want Santa to get caught in the act.

By Nicholas?

Yes. Why, does he sleepwalk? He runs.

You're terrible.

You know something?

What? I wouldn't put down the quiet of Christmas entirely.

Me either. It's quieter upstairs. Let's go.

What time is it?

One o 'clock.

One o 'clock?

You're an hour late.

It's one of your Christmas presents to me.

Good night.

One o 'clock in the morning.

Is he all right?

Oh, I guess so, boy.

Well, I don't know. You know, I just... I think that his cynical attitude is

just a front for somebody else, you know?

Are they all home now?

Elizabeth is.

But Nancy and Susan aren't. Oh.

Do you think that... No, no, no, no. Just let that be your Christmas gift to

them, not worrying about when they come in, okay?

Well, did you talk to Tommy?

Hmm?

Never mind. Go to sleep.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah.

Aren't those ours?

Hello there.

Hello, Santa Claus.

Hello yourself, laddy boy.

My name's Nicholas, just like yours.

Ain't that nice?

Yes, sir.

Oh, oh, oh.

If you know that much about me, you know that you aren't supposed to see me. Go

to bed. You woke me up. I'm sorry about that. Now, you just go back to bed and

let me get to work. Now, I promise not to tell anybody if you won't.

How come we were putting some of these presents back in the sack?

Well, I was just, uh, I was just, uh, just looking for something.

Oh, my chewing tobacco.

Do you chew tobacco, young man?

Uh, nah.

I just chew gum.

Bubble gum, huh? Well, I'll make a note of that.

How come you're not wearing your red suit?

Well, I didn't get it back to the cleaners in time.

Besides, I've got my red undershirt on, you see, and my red socks.

Did you come down the chimney?

No, no, no. Your chimney is much too small, and I am much too enlarged.

I wouldn't want to get my clothes all dirty to talk to all you nice young men.

Yeah, but they won't see you.

That's right. I won't. You're not supposed to either, no. Come on along.

to bed.

Did the fireplace burn your beard off? Yes, yes, singed off in the very first

fireplace I went down.

Wait, I want to wave goodbye when you ride away in your sled.

Naughty, naughty, I am going to take away all your presents.

Oh, no, Santa Claus, don't. I'm going up right this minute. Merry Christmas,

Santa Claus.

Shh.

Oh, ho, ho.

It was a terrific party, Alan. Yeah, it was.

And I had a terrific time.

Me too.

And you're just terrific.

You gonna call me tomorrow?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm gonna call you tomorrow.

Terrific! Thank you.

What's the party? Terrific? Yeah.

Terrific. Where's Susan? They're walking back after midnight mass.

Midnight mass?

Harold?

Do you mean to say that they wouldn't want you to take the car? No, they just

wouldn't want me to take it without permission.

But I do.

That is, when somebody remembers to leave the keys.

Darn it.

There's an extra set in the living room cabin. I'll go get them, okay?

Wait a minute.

There are some keys in the floor.

Yeah. People leave them there, too.

Now, shouldn't we at least leave a note or something?

No, we'll be back before anybody...

Gets up.

Harold. Just run to the road.

I want to wake up the whole house.

You know we would have been there by now if you hadn't forgotten all the

presents. What do you mean, me? You forgot also.

Anyway, I couldn't walk in empty -handed.

Let's just get all the presents, get in the car, and drive right to Monterey,

okay? You awake enough to drive?

No.

Neither am I.

Cape on this couch. It's awfully lumpy.

Yeah, it's a real backbreaker.

Hey, listen, you're invited to join me.

David, it's Christmas Eve.

Oh, no, correction, it's Christmas Day.

Well, just doesn't seem right.

After all, it is a sacred holiday.

It's celebrated all over the world in recognition.

Maureen, you could just say you have a headache.

Well, it's a matter of fact.

Bob is coming and going.

Maureen. Maureen.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah. Merry Christmas.

Nicholas, lay off. It's early.

Yeah, but we gotta go drink the orange juice so we can open the presents. I'll

catch up to you.

It's Christmas.

Christmas is for kids.

Yeah, but you're still a kid.

Yep.

That's my problem.

Tom, Tom, wake up.

It's time to get up and have fun.

Oh, have fun?

It's Christmas!

Oh, Merry Christmas.

Can I come in?

We'll be out in a minute, Nicholas.

Hey, you know what?

What?

There really is a Santa Claus.

Really? How do you know? Because I'm not allowed to tell, but we better go open

all those presents.

Dad, do you want to miss this?

Uh, yes.

Oh, you're just like Tommy. That's the exact same thing he said.

I'll go start to make some orange juice. I'll be right there.

Hey, didn't you say that tower was supposed to wait till everybody's there

before we get started?

Oh, what a rough night. I kept dreaming that I was waking up.

My baby.

Hey, what's taking you guys so long?

And by the time we got back here, we were both so tired, we decided to start

the morning.

Right now. We should be there by noon.

I'll tell him. Tell me what?

Drive carefully.

We will. I love you too, Dad.

Bye -bye.

Hey!

I thought you guys were gone.

Oh, so did I, Nicholas.

Just give me five hours and a clear freeway. So long, Nicholas. Come on.

aren't you going to open your presents first?

We're going to take him with us. I'll go get them. Hey, Nicholas!

You know that nobody goes in that living room until after orange juice. You know

that that's a family tradition. Hey, that was a fast trip.

So we're hoping.

Look, let's just leave our presents by the tree. And when we get back, we'll

have a whole other Christmas, all right?

Bye, everyone. Hey, I see you two decided to stay. That's great.

She had a headache.

What's that?

Look, someone will explain everything to you, Abby. We really have to go now.

More car trouble? No, Dad. We just forgot the presents from Monterey. We

have to go now, all right? Do you have the presents now?

No.

Still in the living room?

After orange juice, we're going to hold on to one tradition.

Oh, no. I have to get back to Monterey.

Noreen, we're going to stay and have orange juice. It will be good for your

headache.

I'd better call my parents. All right, everybody in the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Nicholas.

So Gary practically told her flat out that he was going with me. And she

wouldn't leave him alone.

It's me again.

We have to drink orange juice.

I don't know, Mom. That's what they do here. They drink orange juice.

How can people drink orange juice before they open the presents?

People don't. The Bradford do.

Yeah, well, Tommy isn't interested.

Mary, see if you can get Tommy interested.

I'll try.

Oh, and also, uh, Johnny and Susan, too. Oh, yeah.

Wait, Mom.

How's the orange juice?

Still squeezing.

How's your headache?

Hey, Mary. What? I don't think Susan's home. Her bed hasn't been slept in.

All night? She's not home? I don't know.

Come on. What? Just... Didn't you go together in Alan's car?

Yes, we did.

Well, didn't they come back with you? No, they went to Midnight Mass.

Midnight Mass.

That's what I thought when she told me last night. But anybody who goes to

Midnight Mass can't be all that bad.

Well, he can be if he's going there to confess.

Well, look, we'll just call her friends. You know, maybe they decided to... I

don't know. No, I think we should stay off the phone so that they can call us.

If they wanted to call us, they would have called us. Dad, we've got to do

something. Call the police? Well, let's call the police. We've got to find her.

I knew it! I just knew it! What's the matter, Nicholas?

It's my fault!

You saw her?

No, I...

Santa Claus, that's why I took all our stuff back.

Come on, I'll show you.

Are you kidding me? This is ridiculous.

Oh, my gosh.

What's going on?

Santa Claus stole our presents, and Susan's

been kidnapped.

I think whoever took those presents had something to do with it.

kidnapped. I mean, well, at least I hope she wasn't kidnapped.

And the Santa Claus character who was supposed to have stolen your presents

the tree ornament.

Yeah, I saw him. You saw Santa Claus?

Yeah. I wonder why he didn't swipe my presents.

Guess. The red suit, the reindeer, the whole shtick? Yeah, well, I didn't get

see his reindeer, and he said his suit was at the cleaners, but I saw his red

undershirt.

He must think I'm a terrible will draw.

Nicholas, that's just not true. I mean, any Santa Claus that would think that is

obviously an imposter. Isn't that right, Officer Bernstein?

Well, I'll tell you the truth, Mrs. Bradford. I know I don't look it, but

Jewish, so I'm no big expert on Santa Claus.

But I wouldn't mind celebrating Christmas.

It'd be nice to have Christmas off once in a while.

You know, see the parades, the football games.

Now, where were you standing when you first saw Santa Claus?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Right over here.

Are you Abby? Oh, no, no, I'm Nancy. My brother put that up for Abby.

Nancy, that's a pretty name.

Thank you.

What's your name?

Craig.

That's a nice name, too.

Must be kind of exciting being a policeman.

Well, what do we do now?

Just sit tight. We'll take over. Well, shouldn't we call Susan's friends or

something like that, maybe? Yeah.

But leave time between calls so she can get through to you.

Oh, what about her stuff?

Well, we'll do the best we can.

Oh, you better leave that van out there.

You'll never get all those presents into that little toy MG, just in case.

But we have to leave.

Yeah, couldn't they use the sedan or the station wagon?

Sedan?

Station wagon?

I didn't notice any other cars.

Right on back.

There, there.

Foster!

What? Did you see him?

Come on. I really should be working, but I don't have to work tomorrow.

I don't either.

Great.

So this is usually closed.

All right, hold it.

Hold it down.

Wait a minute. What?

A wagon and a sedan?

Hey, kid.

How many Santa Clauses did you say you saw?

We can't leave yet.

They need David's van.

Well, in case they have to pick up the presents or go after Susan.

David's sister.

They don't know where she is.

Well, that's why they called the police.

Mom, they are a nice family.

Nicholas, we're having waffles for breakfast.

I'd bar.

Oh, come on, Nicholas. It's not your fault.

You had every reason to believe that that was Santa Claus.

And a black T -shirt and jeans.

And no reindeer.

Well, he explained that his clothes were in the cleaners. Yeah, that's Christmas

for you. Everybody goes to the cleaners. You're not helping, Tommy. Neither is

all of that dumb Christmas stuff.

Christmas is the biggest advertising gimmick there is in the world. That's

you ought to be telling him about Christmas.