Original subtitles

Josh Mullen was terminated

for abusing company resources

to make the following action series.

"Fatal Decision" does not reflect

the views or opinions of SCI Technical Manuals.

- What's the matter, Taylor?

Never skied a platinum trapezoid before?

- You know, honestly, I didn't even know

there was anything above a black diamond.

- Jack, Agent Douglas has gone rogue

and taken control of Santa's workshop.

It should be just up ahead.

- Come on, elves, I've got Santa's hat now.

This Christmas, we make the world a better place.

- In the North Pole things certainly have gone south.

I'm Jack Maxwell, decorated war hero,

elite Special Ops agent,

world's most thoughtful giftgiver.

If you mess with my second favorite holiday,

you're making a "Fatal Decision, Christmas Special!"

- Santa, what happened?

- Jack Maxwell, thank God!

Agent Douglas is sending bombs

to everyone on the naughty list.

- Oh, how many people are we talking?

Six? Seven?

- Oh, no, Jack, everyone's a little bit naughty.

Billions will die.

Ding dong.

Thank you, one second.

- Delivery for Mr. President.

- To President from Santa.

I hope it's new roller shoes, I hope it's new roller shoes.

Present bombs on.

- Ha, ha, ha.

At the stroke of midnight, everyone naughty goes kaboom.

- Son of a Grinch.

- He has my hat,

so the elves are under his control.

- It's not my first rodeo, Kringle, I understand Santa law.

- We get Santa law.

- How are we gonna get that briefcase?

- It's a little unorthodox,

but I suppose you could have your presents

early this year, Jack.

- Merry Christmas to me.

- With no more naughty people, there's only nice people.

My plan is a good plan.

- Ho, ho, hold it right there.

- Watch out, new Santa.

- I'll save you, new Santa.

Pow, crash.

- Come on, Jack, it's the perfect plan.

No more naughty people, no more evil.

Finally, some order in the world.

- Don't listen to him, Jack.

He's trading freedom for security.

Argh!

- Santa, no!

Oh, goodbye.

- Oh! - You.

He's getting away, Jack.

You've gotta disarm those bombs.

It's almost midnight.

- Get the sleigh, elves.

It's time for a sleigh ride together with justice.

- Christmas decorations so early, how fun.

- On Dasher, on Dancer, let's do this for Santa.

Thanks.

- All I want for Christmas is your death.

- Hey, Douglas,

did you forget to check the naughty list twice?

- Delivery for Agent Douglas.

- The stuff is stocked, Jack.

- Oh, no.

- Consider it the Christmas bonus.

Ah, ah!

Ah, ah!

Bombs disarmed.

Merry Christmas.

- And to all a good night, ho, ho, ho.

♪ Oh, come, all ye faithful ♪

♪ Joy ♪