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Christmas time... I do love it!

Come on guys! There's training to do!

The big night is upon us and you need to be in shape!

Come on!

Let's go!

Joy! Happiness!

Let's go! Let's go there!

Come on, let's see what you can do.

A pirouette!

Come on! Let's go, Blitzen!

Run, Prancer!

I hope you've behaved this year!

Sure no one is here?

Sure. I've been watching for a week.

Besides, this isn't a robbery, it's a necessity, Salva.

Salva, tonight's our lucky night, look.

This one, for Chiquis' taxi.

This one, for Fernandito's Donkey.

And this one, it's brand new. This one's for my “car", the sports car.

Hey Rafi, I think that's enough, right?

Enough? We have all night.

Well, we don't have all night.

The cops! Go, go, go!

Seriously, Rafi, you're really something, man.

I'll take this one!

Go, Rafita, go!

What on earth is that?

What is this crap?

I can't see!

What filthy people!

Rudolf, for the city councilman of the environment in this city remind me

to bring only coal!

Turn, tum, turn! That way!

I can't see anything!

Step on it!

Step on it? You'll see.

It's red, it's red!

It's changing! Oh, it's not changing!

Left!

Tight curve!

Honestly, they're such a pain.

No stealing even at Christmas!

Well die!

Well done, Rafita!

All right, yeah!

Did you see? And with just one hand.

They call me Manco Senna Carabanchel.

Well done, we've still got it!

We are still the best dodgers!

Under, Rudolf, under!

Move, creature, move.

-Brake, brake, brake, brake! -Yes, yes, yes!

Oh no!

Start her up, Rafita, start her up!

It won't start, it won't start.

Cops, run! Run!

My ankle!

-Rafita, are you okay? -No, but save yourself.

Yes, yes, I'll save myself.

Don't be a hero, huh?

Relax, relax!

This guy came from where?

THE NIGHT MY DAD SAVED CHRISTMAS

-So we find you next to this van... -Yes.

Used in a robbery hours ago.

-Correct. -You,

-Salvador Molina Lopez... -Indeed, the same.

...have spent more time in the barracks than us.

A coincidence?

Well yes, I was taking a stroll at night because I'm anxious.

And depressed because a dog I had with Alzheimer's died.

And the van fell on me.

A dog with Alzheimer's? Son of...!

Calm down, calm down, calm down!

Or they'll open another inquiry.

And for a starving deadbeat like this it's not worth it.

Hey, doesn't the old man remind you of someone?

I'm Father Christmas... My reindeer! Rudolf!

That's right, gramps.

He's had a hell of a fall. Let's get inside.

Hell find out.

Well, Lucas, see you tomorrow, my mum's already here.

What's the matter Molina, abandoned like a dog on the holidays?

Well, no. My dad's picking me up and taking me to the zoo.

Well, that's good,

so you'll be returned to your cage with the rest of the monkeys.

Loser!

Come on.

Dad,

where are you?

Yes?

May I know where you are?

Today was your urn to pick up Lucas from school. An hour ago.

Oh shit,

I hadn't forgotten.

I can't go, it's just...

Take your time with «it's just»! Where are you?

In jail? At the police station?

In the trunk of who knows who, for who knows what,

which isn't your fault, right?

I'm in the hospital!

But, you don't care if I die or become paralyzed.

Do you see yourself?

I left a meeting with a very important client

and you didn't see my idiot boss's face.

I'm sorry. It's not my fault. I've had a terrible accident.

I was helping an elderly woman in her home.

The house was on fire. And the old lady too.

Very dangerous.

Save the movies, I know how they end.

With me, comforting your son, because his idiot Dad stood him up again.

Tell him I'll take him to...

The zoo, you're going to the zoo!

You know what? Leave it.

Unfortunately, we're already used to it.

My love, it's beautiful...

And dad?

Dad missed his flight.

-It won't happen again. -Yes, sure.

What a gem: lying to your wife, failing your child...

You'll never make it off the bad boy list.

What are you talking about? Ex-wife.

Besides, I'm here because fatso fell from the sky.

Sound familiar?

Fatso? I see my self as thick-boned,

strong, robust.

Anyways, if you were fed on candy canes,

you'd also have a tummy.

But where did you come from? Weirdo, you're a weirdo.

From the North Pole.

I haven't presented myself, Santa Claus. My pleasure.

And I'm the Tooth Fairy, no shit.

I'm serious. I'm the real Father Christmas,

also known as Santa Claus.

How do you feel?

Well, I feel dead.

I understand.

The truth is I don't spend much time on Christmas Eve,

and less and less, because people have become very annoying

with those selfies.

Nurse!

Change my room, I'm with a dangerous madman!

What, what, what?

This is social security, not a five-star hotel.

So garlic and water. As we are having cutbacks.

She's lovely hey?

By the way, I've never had a roommate before.

I'm very excited.

I've got the feeling this is the beginning of a great friendship.

Dear Santa Claus, how's it going?

I'm sure you're very busy at this time of year.

I have been very good this year.

I got very good grades in everything.

Well, except in gym class.

I can't grasp what the use

of climbing a rope is for in the 21st century.

Anyway, to the point, as I'm getting confused.

I'm writing to you because I want to ask you for something very important.

In fact,

it's the most important thing I have ever asked of you.

I Want my dad to be by my side always.

Although he is a bit of a mess and sometimes lies a bit,

he's the best dad in the world.

And I miss him very much when I don' see him.

I hope you don't fail me.

A big hug and my regards to Rudolf.

I trust in you.

MAIL

Not No, ff strike, not

We have presents to deliver!

Dr. Beltran, go to Radiology, please.

Let's see...

Yeah!

Help! Help!

But what did you do?

I don't know, I was pressing buttons and I ended up like this.

I can almost lick my knees. This hurts.

Keep calm, I'm a mechanic.

Come on, it hurts!

I used to have a workshop.

What a coincidence, I have a workshop too.

They closed it because of the crisis and envy.

Envy?

Well, I got caught selling stolen parts.

How is it going?

Please, if you could speed things up...

All done.

Thank you.

I was about to lose my Christmas baubles.

What do you mean you won't discharge me?

It's Christmas Eve in a few days, I have presents to deliver!

As you can imagine, I only work one day a year, I won't miss that day.

So this thing of you playing along that you are Santa Claus, is still happening?

Yes, of course ma'am, I'm Father Christmas, I am.

Well I'm sorry, but you need rest.

You still have a few days left here with us.

I can't leave all those children abandoned.

Besides, those puppets from the East are going to laugh at me.

-The Three Kings? -Yes, those people.

They are heartless. Did you know they leave gifts for the children

knowing they return to school two days later

so they can't play?

No, don't worry, we are here to help you.

Psychiatry? Yes.

I need an appointment for a patient.

Yes, yes, yes, it's urgent.

I can't see you! I can't hear you!

Can you be still, please?

You can stay here, I'm out of here.

Well, look who's here, it's Heidi's grandfather.

-Where do you think you are going? -To work.

I'm missing precious time. It's high season.

I could be reading heaps of letters.

Ah, right, well, have a good trip.

You're not leaving here, you haven't been discharged yet!

And who's going to stop me? You?

You don't know who I am.

They've made movies about me, they've written songs,

millions of children dream about me every year.

fly all over the world. And you think you can stop me?

Yes, yes, yes.

This is a disgrace!

Come on, relax.

And don't move!

These people don't know me.

As if I'm staying with these windows around.

A little jump over to the tree and I'm out.

"Is it grave?"

"Gravel, no, title gravel, they're still stones."

"It's grit."

Cool, isn't it?

Look, if you tie dental floss to a coin like this,

you can take as many drinks as you want from the machine.

Here.

But if you bust my chops, I'm kicking you out of my room.

There, go. You guys are areal pain.

Come on, kids please sit down.

People, we have to talk about the Christmas show.

Shut up, damn it!

Thank you.

So, this year we are going to do anew and very interesting play called:

"Requiem for a Snowman".

Well, what a load of crap.

I wrote it. It's OK, you won't have a big role.

The rest of you can find your characters on this sheet.

Let's see who we get.

Damn, another year where I'm playing the tree, for sure.

Well, a gingerbread cookie.

Again with the rats, man, what shit.

You're the main character! The snowman!

Seriously?

-Lucas, Lucas, Lucas... -The star will shit himself.

Hell find out.

You shit yourself!

You loser, you're a loser!

Quiet please kids,

as we're seated, let's start internalizing our characters, okay?

To do this we will breathe and thus wet the soul.

Come on, let's breathe.

Inhale through the nose and release through the mouth.

Look who came out. Strawberry ass.

Look, the unicorn crapped on him!

-Will you lower your head. -Enough alright, you're hurting me.

At times like this I love my job.

Oops... almost.

Salva! What are you doing?

Where are you going?

I'm leaving, I'm looking forward to losing sight of this sadist.

Well Grandpa, happy holidays. We didn't get along too badly in the end.

Wait! You have to do me a favor.

It tums out the doctor told me I have to stay here.

So I would need you to run an errand for me.

Nothing, it won't take more than a night.

Of course, what?

Distribute presents to all the children in the world.

In the world?

Done. Stay here and recover I'll take care of everything.

Really?

No! You're not Father Christmas!

You're an old man who's lost his marbles.

I'm dead serious!

I know for a person as cynical as you it's hard to believe,

but you need to have faith!

Yes, look, leave me alone, I have things to do.

In the real world. Unlike you.

Salva, wait. Wait a moment, Salva.

The world can't be left without Father Christmas!

It would be a catastrophe!

Christmas is in your hands!

Save the public health system!

Let's save the public health system!

-Please. -Okay.

-A donation? -No, you catch me when I don't have any.

-Good afternoon, Omar. -Good afternoon.

-Aren't you getting a double chin? -Me?

Just kidding, man.

But, what the fuck...?

Go home!

Go!

Fus!

Fus!

Do not follow me!

But, but, Concha, what's wrong?

What's wrong? Move on you don't live here!

You haven't paid your rent for over six months. Shameful!

I made a deposit. Didn't you get it?

It arrives in a few days.

Concha, where do I go now?

Checkmate! I got you right where I wanted you.

What a guy! You're always surprising me.

It's dad!

Dad, dad, dad!

Well, at least he came.

-Dad! -What's up, champ!

Hey, I'm sorry couldn't take you to the movies, huh?

-The zoo. -The cinema-zoo.

They're together now.

Yes, like bakeries, which are cafes too.

It's in fashion.

Lucas, look what I brought you from my trips.

Wow, how cool! Another one for my collection.

And one more for your collection of lies.

Don't say that, woman. I already told you I don't do scams.

What I want is for us to get along, chat in a civilized manner...

Of course. And a bed to sleep on, right?

Nope, wise-ass. Not a bed.

Now, this sofa will do me nicely.

It's just temporary, until I stabilize.

-There's a reason you don't live here. -You threw me out.

You organized illegal games in the garage.

Entrepreneurialism.

Entrepreneurial!

-Look, Dad! How cool is this! -There he comes.

He has not stopped practicing.

-How cool! -Look!

That's it, my love!

Look how well he's doing.

-Do you want to try? -No, I don't think it's a good idea.

Yes, yes, yes. You know me I can't resist any vehicle.

Told you.

Isn't cool? Martín gifted it to me.

Martín?

Martín.

Hey, family. How are you?

I'm here!

Hey, shortie, how are you?

-How are you? My love. -Hello. Good.

Why's he on the floor?

Come on! Ah, you must be...

-Salva, Lucas' father. The original. -Yes.

My pleasure. Good to finally meet you.

How old are you?

Age is just a number, my friend. You?

Yeah, just a number as well.

But even with snow on the roof, the batter still works, huh?

How funny because I like the way your hair looks like... like platinum, like...

-Thank you. -Yes, huh?

Look, look!

Our boy, enjoying his new hoverboard.

-"Hommerlord"? -No, no, a hoverboard.

Yes, the scooter that almost cracked my head off.

A bit dangerous for a kid.

Its fine. I bought protective equipment.

Very expensive. But he has a helmet, elbow and knee pads,

even a breastplate. Look, when there is money

-one has to be grand. -Yes, I get it.

Martín is a very generous person, unlike others,

-who are just selfish. -My love.

"Selfish" says your Mom. I'm selfish?

Look at Martín, what a car. Hell see.

Dad,

what are we doing today?

Dad!

Oh, fuck.

Cars seem tougher today. There's no damage done. Let's go.

Did you know a parrot can reach

the level of intelligence of a four year old child?

For me parrots aren't clean wheat.

Hello, Lucas! Darling, how are you?

A donation? Any help: clothes, food...

And if you want to help in the kitchen,

we also need people. Up for it?

I'd love to, but I work with two NGOs.

Oh, yeah? Which ones?

"Stop Poverty" and "Bye, Bye, Hunger".

Ah, they don't ring any bells.

Few people know. We like to help, not brag.

I didn't know you were so charitable, Daddy.

Me neither. It's a lie.

Otherwise, you can't get these people off you.

Well, what do you want to do?

Cinema? Theme park? Cock fight?

What's wrong, Dad? Are you OK?

Nothing, doesn't matter. Let's go elsewhere. With more people.

You see how fun this father-son plan is?

You don't need that Martín for anything.

I'm your Dad ask me if you want something.

Wow, what a cool star! Will you buy it for me?

-Please, please, please. -Of course, son.

-How much is the star? -Twenty euros.

I have a better idea:

why don't we make a homemade star?

Christmas is about doing things as a family.

It's true, Dad. You're so cool!

Let's go I'll take you home to your Moms.

Hey, one thing: does this Martin sleep at home?

Yeah, sometimes.

Damn it!

-Thank you for taking me in, Rafita. -You're welcome. My home is your home.

The old man left me this and diabetes.

I'll share it with you, bro.

At what point did our life go to shit?

Speak for yourself. I live like a king.

And I thought at my age I'd have a chain of workshops, a chalet...

And look at me, here with you and in this pigsty.

Ah, very well, thank you.

Great way to thank your buddies for favors.

I'm sorry, man, I just met my ex's boyfriend,

who doesn't stop buying my kid presents.

And on top of that... he's hot, he's very handsome.

Hey, Salva, you're handsome too, huh?

-It's true you've coarse features. -You should have seen his face.

That's where you win, you have a face like a drum.

-Well, you're not helping me! -Okay, sorry.

Up always up. If you fall a hundred times, a hundred times you get up.

I had my dreams too and they didn't happen. They're cut short.

Look at this photo.

I was going to be a champion, I had offers to be a pro pilot,

and all of a sudden, wham! That damn curve.

Ten broken bones, hundreds of bruises,

a dangling arm, like Espinete; and the worst of the blows:

goodbye to my professional pilot career.

I'm not complaining, I'm fine. Better than I want to be.

You should earn money, and set up another workshop.

Your kid will flip out.

Where do I find that money?

I know a luxury place, a secluded polygon.

Only one security guard, no alarm.

No, don't mess with me, I just got out of the hospital...

Well, nothing, kid, whatever you want. Pick that up, you dropped it.

-What? -Some balls!

The Salva I know would never let some snob steal his son's love.

This one again?

What do you want?

What?

Two elves celebrating a job well done.

Sad children, because they haven't received their Christmas present.

A big sack of coal.

Sure. A sack of coal.

And we see here?

The Grinch, a despicable being.

Very well.

What? Did I get a good grade? Am I going to be discharged?

No, there are no grades on these tests.

Each sees differently

and, if you're crazy, you see what you see, of course.

No, I'm saying you're not discharged yet.

I am going to prescribe you a lit tie medication, okay?

Hey, are you one of those people who doesn't believe in Santa Claus?

Glad you came to get me, Dad.

-Yes, yes. -You know what? I got an "outstanding"

on my Prehistory work. [ know I'm a Homo habilis.

Yes, I'll buy you some snacks. Let's go.

It's here.

Where are we going?

Look, you wait here, quietly,

I'm gonna see a friend. Keep an eye on him?

Dr. Gomez, we require your evaluation in the Intensive Care Unit.

Please come urgently.

You, wise-ass!

Salva, what a joy!

I want that creature to stop following me.

Did you meet Rudolf?

I knew he'd find you, he's always been the sharpest.

It's easier for me to talk to him than with other people.

If you're an animal trainer or whatever,

-it has to stop now. -I already told you what I do,

I spread happiness all over the world. I am...

If you say Santa, I'll break your other leg.

Well, if I'm not Father Christmas,

how do I know as a child you slept with a stuffed animal?

Children do sleep with teddies.

And how do I know you were 10 years old when you asked for a Playmobil?

All my generation asked for it.

You misbehaved so you didn't get it!

I'm quite a piece, just look at me.

How do I know you pushed your sister of a swing.

She sprained her ankle.

Because all children torture their little sisters a little.

How do I know I forced myself through your window

because it was stuck after you kicked a ball against it? Huh?

How do I know that your mother put four coconut cookies on a shelf,

of which I only ate three,

because the other one was eaten by you before going to bed?

Hey, wise-ass? How do I know all that if I'm not Father Christmas?

You're Father Christmas? You're Santa?

But how could you not tell me before?

Are you Father Christmas?

[ Fold you to wait downstairs.

Father Christmas! You know Father Christmas?

That's incredible! You wait till I tell the kids at school.

The children idolize me,

because they are beings with a pure heart,

full of passion and love.

Hey, and why are you wearing this hobo look?

This year dear child, I think you'll get a shitty present.

Don't get angry, you're the best.

-That's right. -Did you get my letter?

I have some bad news, I am on sick leave.

And that means this year there'll be no gifts.

What? But... that's a catastrophe.

I know, I can't stop imagining those kids

waking up on Christmas morning to find under the tree

that there's only... fluff and disappointment.

But something can be done, right?

Yes, it's possible.

I asked a friend to fill in for me, but...

he didn't want to.

Dad, did he ask you to be Father Christmas?

-You have to do it. Please, please! -That's a low blow.

Don't you care about millions of children's happiness?

No.

How miserable. Don't you care about your son's happiness?

Lucas, ask me for anything, really, except this.

Please, look. When we leave, I'll buy you an ice cream with two scoops.

You always say the most important thing for you is for me to be happy.

But Mom is right, you only think of yourself.

I can't believe what I'm about to say.

What do I have to do to be Santa?

Thanks, Dad! It will be awesome!

Well, well, we can't claim victory yet, huh?

It is not an easy mission. To perform this job

it's not just putting on a red suit and saying "ho, ho, ho".

No, it takes courage, a strong will

and a heart full of the Christmas spirit...

Stop rambling, let's get down to business: where do we start?

Well, the first thing would be to find the rest of my guys.

Welcome to Sierra Norte's Nature Reserve.

There're all kinds of animals here: horses, bears...

Birds, too. The Hoopoe, for example, a beautiful bird that makes...

Let's stop here, little beavers.

We're going to have some great adventures.

Alright. Yes.

Hey, and if some wild animal attacks us, what do we do?

For that situation I have... Josefina!

-Wow! -How cool.

Don't panic, they don't hurt. They're just tranquilizer darts;

that is, capable of putting an elephant to sleep.

Well, let's leave her here relaxing.

Look, our newest addition:

-some Rangifer Tarandus. -What is it?

-Well, reindeer. -Wow, that's cool! Reindeer!

-They're huge. -Don't shout.

Remember many of these animals

have gone through traumatic situations.

They need peace and quiet.

What the hell...?

-Go, go, go! Come on! -Let's go, creature!

-Come on, let's go. -Fus!

-Let's go! -Let's go.

-In we go. -Come on in we go!

-Come on in we go! -Let's go in we go!

-Lets go. -Let's go in we go! Come on!

-Let's go, let's go, let's go! -Come on, in we go!

Good, good, good!

Where are they heading with my reindeer?

Salva, Lucas, one thing.

I'm ride or die with you, but this reindeer thing?

-They're for Dad... -For Dad.

-For Dad? -For Dad, for his father, that's me.

We're participating in a reindeer sleigh race.

Sleigh race? With reindeers? In Madrid?

Great plan, 'min.

Let's see, let's see something!

José Maria Bonilla, certified guide of Sierra Norte's Nature Reserve.

What are they doing?

We're taking reindeer to a birthday party in Madrid.

For Miguel Bosé. These eccentric artists...

Yes. Not sure what for, truth be told.

Yeah. Well according to official regulations,

clause two, paragraph one:

"No animal shall be allowed to leave this reserve

without the relevant proof from the Ministry of Health and Environment

previously certified". Do you have it?

-No. -Certified, certified, no.

I thought so. Well, release my reindeer right now,

get into that covered trap and leave my reserve!

No! We need them before Christmas Eve.

-They're for Santa Claus. -Yes, it's true, yes. We're his elves.

His elves?

What is this? Is this a joke?

Well I'm calling security.

Give me that! Here!

Run, Lucas! Run, run, run!

Don't let him call, don't let him call!

Don't let him call!

Guys, my name is Lucas and I need your help.

Those are Santa Claus' reindeer.

And if he doesn't let us take them, we'll end up without gifts.

All of us!

What? No!

We're a pack!

Pack!

Stealing part of the official equipment from a monitor

is punished by...

You pests! Come on, off!

Off! You'll find out, you savages!

What are you doing with Josefina?

Be careful with that, it's dangerous.

You don't mess around with Santa's gifts.

That's right!

Go ahead, make my day.

What are you doing? Are you crazy?

Damn, quite an aim the kid has!

But... But what are you doing to me?

Yeah!

Father Christmas won't forget this.

Well done, Lucas!

I don't know what's wrong with me... I think I'm having a stroke.

T's adrenaline. Isn't it good?

Yes, yes, I feel it... it feels great. Cool, very cool.

-Let's go! Run, before he wakes. -Let's go!

Oh, the reindeer!

What bad vibes.

What a downer.

Depressing.

This is sadder than an elf with polio.

Pilar, we're in the middle of the Christmas season

and it's a spectacle in here. Like a Bosch painting.

So what? It's a hospital, not a bracelet resort.

But we could brighten it up a little:

some lights, some Christmas decorations...

Something to cheer people up.

As if I don't have enough to do I now have to put tinsel on drips.

Relax, if there's one thing I have this year it's time. I'll sort it out.

Very well, come on.

-Nurse! -Coming!

You're on sick leave, right?

Salva, what are you doing here?

I have to show you something.

My reindeer!

Rudolf, Blitzen, Prancer!

You're all here.

Very well done.

Let's talk about road access.

The main one, the traditional and most desirable, is...

the chimney.

Another very important access is the window.

The window.

I wouldn't recommend the cat flap.

Here you go, boys. Go on, pay him.

Get off, damn it! I have to count, damn it!

-How much? -With discount.

What discount damn it? There's money missing!

These Santas are friends of the family,

I'm the real one.

Is that what you teach your child? He's a real pig, this kid.

-This one. We're picking this one. -No.

-Yes. -No.

Yes, yes. Let's go.

-...two and three. -Three.

-Look. -Look how beautiful, look at its lines.

Emergency roof, of course.

-We remove the seats. -Out.

Look, from here to there.

To the carriage.

Fly.

It came out great, huh?

Well done.

"I would like to be human and not a snowman

so I would...".

"Be able to hug you'".

"Be able to hug you and..." Ouch!

Oops, careful, I hit the main character.

Don't know why you're so keen on the play

as if, your Dad ever comes to see you.

This time he's coming. Statistically speaking,

there is a 99% chance that he will come.

That's if they give him permission from jail, isn't it?

My Dad's not a thief.

Well mine says he is a criminal who steals cars.

That's why your Mom kicked him out.

Don't say that, shut up!

And if I don't shut up, what? You'll hit me, human calculator?

I think there is a 99% chance he won't dare.

That's right, cheese face!

Loser!

Sorry for not sticking up for you,

but you know stressful situations trigger my asthma.

Hello?

Where has everybody gone?

What are you doing here?

They're calling for patients and no one showed up.

Ma'am, don't be like that. An "Hallelujah" takes time.

Besides, what better medicine than music?

Say it to the one in three who's waited two hours so far for insulin.

Oh, she thinks she's Maria Callas.

Come on, time to work! Let's go, let's go!

One, two; one, two; one, two... One, two.

Keep practicing you're doing a great job.

Darn it!

-What are you doing? -What are you doing here, Rami?

-You scared me. -What are you doing?

Not sure if you know what date we're on. I'll give a hint:

Jingle bells, jingle bells...

Jingle all the way..

Of course I know. The thing is I've had an accident

and I have been told that I cannot work, I am on sick leave.

Oh, good. And what do we leave the kids under the tree?

Proof of your doctor's note?

Relax, Rami, I have it under control.

I have chosen a replacement for this year.

Ah, well, then that's different.

I've got to confess I'd been waiting for this promotion for some time,

truth be told, you're a little worn out for this hustle and bustle.

Last Christmas you arrived Justin time.

You haven't understood. What I'm...

Yes, I know what you're going to say.

But don't worry, I will be up to this challenge.

"Up to it", says the wise guy. But you're a five-foot-two elf.

No, Rami, you're not the substitute.

T's a guy I met at the hospital.

What? A civilian?

You're outsourcing services?

I don't know why I've spent more than 300 years in that workshop.

Let's see, Rami, you're the best at what you do.

I can't be without a manager like you in the workshop.

Don't suck up to me now.

And you trust a guy you just met

for something this important?

Well, yes, because Salva, although he's unripe,

is a diamond in the rough.

This kid was born for this.

Bad, bad, very bad!

Never seen such a disaster in my life.

Daddy, I agree. A little weak, huh?

I have no idea why we rehearsed so much.

It's not my fault the kid left it laying around?

If this is difficult, don't know what you'll do when entering a house

and you encounter five Pit Bulls.

Besides, it's three days, eight hours and thirteen minutes till Christmas.

This countdown is a bit much, you know?

Besides, whose side are you on, by the way?

Look we're going to practice the chimney descent.

-Let's see if here you're more refined. -No chimneys!

Are we ready?

This is not a chimney it's a smoke outlet.

No excuses, huh? No excuses!

Whenever you want, Lucas.

Ready? Steady? Go!

Damn, it smells like old anchovies.

Come on, down!

I'm trapped, I can't move. Damn it, I'm getting a bit stressed...

Daddy, what's Santa's most common disease?

- I don't know. -Claus-trophobia.

That's hilarious! I didn't know that one.

Fewer jokes and some help, please.

Come on, let's see.

Ouch, you're hitting me on the head!

It's to unblock you! Stop complaining.

Well, it doesn't work, damn it.

Dad!

Do you see how it works?

Wow!

-Pathetic! -You gave me a scare.

I've got no idea why put bells on your uniforms.

Did you really choose that clown to replace you?

-He's useless. -I trust Salva.

That man has what he needs deep in his heart.

Very deep down, but he has it.

Screw Christmas, the chimney; and the mother who bore them all!

Spiteful elf. You do like to be right, huh?

Lucas, cheer up, man.

I have a few days left, I'll get the hang of it.

No, that's not it.

What is it? Let's see.

It's just that I heard Mom say she wishes Martin was my father.

What? I'm your father.

I know, but you're never there.

Right.

Let's show your Mom what we are capable of.

-And hold on, it's happening. -Salvador!

You have an hour, huh? I'm not Santa Claus!

Yes!

And those goats take a shit, you pick it up later!

One thing, Dad: can you handle this?

Don't you need a special license or something like that?

Remember no vehicle can resist me.

It's like when I'd steal your uncle's Vanette from him.

Giddy up! Giddy up!

Giddy up!

Go!

Nothing, these reindeer are idiots.

You might have to cheer them up.

Let's go, Rudolf!

Cheer up, Dasher!

Run, Prancer!

It's working, it's working!

Let's go! Let's go!

It's not working.

Would you care to fly?

Here it goes! Hang on son, it doesn't have airbags!

-I'm going to vomit! -Okay, but aim that way!

Well, this isn't going to be as easy as I thought.

...a doll that pees,

a football, some boots,

a bike, a console and a...

Let's see. You can't ask for so much,

or I'll break my back.

Just kidding, you've been very good this year so I'll bring you everything.

Merry Christmas, little one.

-What do you want this year? -A second? Nothing, a silly thing.

I've come from the Doctor. I have a month to live.

Damn, it's quite the office. The hospital has a different face.

Listen, I have a very urgent question.

Sorry, I'm busy. If you want to talk get in line.

Getinline, get in line!

I'd like some ice skates.

Ice skates. Do I bring the ice or do you?

No, I will

How I missed this.

I now have the tank full to the brim with the children's excitement.

Let's go, it's your turn.

No, I'm not doing that.

Let's go, silly.

-The kids like it. -No.

You're on your own. Let's see, what's up?

Well, I have the suit, the reindeer and the sleigh.

Just a small detail, the reindeer won't fly.

Oh, that thing.

It's just that, for reindeer to fly, there's a little trick.

Sure they're doped up to their asses.

Yes, "doped" with good intentions.

For reindeer to fly, they have to be guided by a good person.

I'm filling in. That's being a good person.

Or sick in the head, I don't know.

Look,

bad kids.

Putin, Bolsonaro,

José Luis Valdivieso...

Who?

The inventor of the stipple. Terrible.

-To hell with him. -Look, here it is: Salva Molina.

It says it very clearly.

Whoever brought you the list jumped me in line.

Is it very good to forget your child every now and then?

Let's see, that morally makes it a bit grey.

Sneaking onto the subway for the past 20 years?

The subway is paid for by everyone. In any case, it shows personality.

And pretending to be a Jazztel technician

to steal the neighbors' WiFi?

Let's not confuse wickedness with the traditional Spanish picaresque.

Taking fruit away from your greengrocer when distracted?

Don't get distracted. Be attentive, and get a move on.

I'm helping him. Is that a crime now?

No, the crime is having such a tough nerve, damn it.

Look, I'm not a kid for you to give a hard time to.

Find someone else to do your dirty work for you.

Salva.

Salva, think it through. You still have time

to become a good person before Christmas Eve.

Bad person, bad person...

"Bad person," says this fat fuck. He'll find out!

Ma'am, ma'am, having trouble crossing?

-No, dear. I can, dear. -I help. Yes, I insist.

- I don't have anything else to do. - I can do it. Crook!

-Let me go! You shameless bastard! -Ma'am! What are you saying, ma'am?

-Don't worry, little one, I'll help you. -Let go, let go!

What's up, asshole?

I'm sorry man, you had your back to me...

-So what? -So...

Idiot!

No, let me! She needs the "Hamelin" maneuver.

Well done.

An ambulance, an ambulance!

An ambulance, quickly!

No, he's melting.

What a tragedy.

-Somebody help us. -Bad, bad, bad, bad... No, no.

We'll stop here.

This is nonsense. I don't believe you.

You're not thinking or getting it. You're no actor!

No, don't look at me with those fish eyes.

Where's the intensity? Where's the heartbreak?

Let's see, the snowman is your best friend. It says so in the text.

And he's dying, you should be devastated.

I hope for the premiere you'll be more focused, relaxed

and above all have a minimum of respect

for the stage you'll be on.

Lucas, you did great, excellent.

Thank you.

Well, let's pack up, we're leaving.

Where are you going?

Look at the class clown smiling.

-Shall we play a little game? -Of course.

Stop it!

If you keep messing with me, this Christmas

you'll end up without Santa's gifts.

Oh, yeah? And are you going to tell him, loser?

Yes, I will, I know the real Father Christmas.

-It's true. -What are you on about, kid?

And I can prove it to you.

- Want to see this. Go on, show us. -Come on.

-Get going! -Come on, loser.

Corme one!

Ready to flip out?

Yes, I see. Look, the famous invisible Father Christmas.

But where has he gone?

Come on, guys, keep it up with those lights!

-This has to be seen by satellites! -I have another idea.

I'm going to show you the reindeer and Santa's sleigh. Come on!

-Let's see what he has. -You'll see.

The reindeer were here, I swear.

And, look, the sleigh mark.

My Dad must have taken them, as he's replacing Santa Claus this year.

You're losing it, Molina?

What's the matter? Do you think we're idiots just because you get better grades?

-Yeah. -No.

-Look that's reindeer poop. -Reindeer poop?

-Well reindeer poop it is. -Reindeer poop!

-You are as much a liar as your dad. -Yeah, loser!

That's cool!

I fell you, it's not reindeer poop.

-How disgusting! -You'll see. To take it...

-Ramoncín, who's this? -Well!

Your friends.

-Morning, Ramón. What's up, Ramoncín? -What's up?

Let's see, these mirrors are too small, we need bigger ones.

OK, but this time no discounts. I need the money.

-I'm paying my kid's tuition. -We'll pay for everything.

Ramoncín, don't let them out of your sight. I don't trust them.

We do not trust you.

We noticed, yes.

What a stench of bologna, man.

What I was going to say is? We're broke.

It's costing more than a Ferrari. Tell Santa to top up your Cash App.

Look, at least today we've saved on their feed.

Let's see, boys, here they are. And big ones.

-But the money upfront. -Well, this is what's left.

Get those out of here, they're scaring my clientele.

But nobody comes here.

-Finish them off, Ramoncín! -Fus, fus!

-Go, go, go, get out! -That's it, that's it.

-Fus, fus, fus! -Fus, fus, fus!

Lucas, how are you?

-Calling "dibs" on the bathroom! -Lets go.

Why are you here? It's your mom's turn.

It's your mom's turn, right?

Yes, yes, it's just... I came to...

Well, it doesn't matter.

Why are you so serious?

There's something, some kids in class,

won't stop picking on me.

What? And why?

-Because you're a nerd. -No.

-Because you're clumsy at sports. -No.

-Because you like plays. -No.

-Because... -Enough! It's you,

they pick on me because of you.

What?

Yes, they say you are a thief and a liar.

-Why do they say that? -Because it's true.

You're always in trouble and you never come to my performances.

-Lucas, I'm sorry... -No, I've had enough.

Why can't you be like other parents?

Or... like Martín.

He never fails me.

Lucas, you're right. I'm like that, I'm a mess.

I lie, I get in trouble, but I'm trying to change. I really am.

Seriously?

I promised Father Christmas. Remember?

And I swear I will never fail you again.

Besides, aren't we having fun?

Wow, so beautiful.

I wish I'd had this conversation with my old man.

Remind me to show you a few moves

in case those kids mess with you again.

You can be a good person but not be made a fool.

-Can I teach you some self-defense? -What is that?

Come on.

Dad, won't you help them?

-Come on, Dad, what's wrong? -I don't know, son, I don't know.

No, if we are late, your mom will blame me.

It was something silly:

a fault in the alternator affecting the three-phase windings.

I understand nothing, but thank you!

Okay, okay, okay.

Great to still see good people in the world.

Dad, when I grow up I want to be a mechanic just like him.

Well, we'll see, what...

what you have to do is to study law, like your father.

-Good afternoon, Omar. -Good afternoon.

Don't move. What's under your chin?

What chin?

What? How did you do that?

Magic.

Magic?

Esther, why are you here?

I'm bringing you some of Lucas' clothes,

who grows as if he's watered at night.

I saw him the other day. Hey, thanks so much. That's great!

These lentils, if you want eat them and if not, leave them.

You're not spoiled for choice either.

There we go. Oh, bird!

What are you doing? They forced you to do social work for sure.

No, I walk by every day and thought it was time to lend a hand.

-Some lentils? -Let me see if I understand.

You, who was a jerk, now turns out to be Mother Teresa, don't you?

Well, we've seen stranger things.

Yes.

Listen, Esther, I... I hope you forgive me.

I know I've been a shitty dad, but... I'm trying to do better.

Miracles don't exist.

Well, it's Christmas. Anything is possible.

They're getting cold.

Who wants some lentils around here?

You want seconds, huh? You don't want to die. You strive to live.

Oh, bird!

Of course, there are three Wise Men.

If Melchior suddenly has pain, he can ask Balthazar for help:

"Hey, help me out with the kid's bicycle".

This way anyone can. But I have to do it all by myself.

Come on, stop rambling and show your cards,

I've got an appendix removal in here in an hour.

Straight flush. Hand over the pocket money.

-This guy is so lucky! -Another straight flush.

As I was telling you, the Kings are a bunch of jerks.

Everyone has a page boy, the closest thing to having a slave.

At least my elves are in a cooperative.

Although the fame of being a capitalist falls on me.

This year it seems that we won't be without Christmas.

I know you don't like me.

One thing I like about Christmas is playing pranks on Rafi,

like when I put itching powder down his ass crack.

That was funny.

What's important is Christmas Eve

and for millions of kids it's a very important night.

I know that most of them are a bunch of snot-filled screamers,

but there're some like my son who deserve happiness.

Yes, I know I'm not the best person in the world either,

but I try, okay?

I'm trying.

Oh my gosh!

It's amazing! I'm flying!

Well done, guys, this is awesome!

This is the shit!

Okay, okay, I got it. No swearing.

It's a mess, Salva. You've ruined the entire undercarriage.

But it flew, right? There will be Christmas and presents.

If we don't fix it, no Christmas nor presents.

Yeah, man, yes. Trust my magic arm.

You're going to be Santa this Christmas. So cool, man, so cool!

Right front flap: 48,50.

Plus an additional inter cooler fan: 31,20.

Mass airflow sensor; 62,40

-What's the total, Ramoncín? -142,10.

Euros. To pay.

That much? This is just junk.

Calling me a scrap dealer?

-Get your cash out. -Ramoncín, close the kiosk.

Let the gentlemen go and get parts from the Aston Martin store.

No, wait, Ramén. Don't get mad. Wait, I have it here... Let's see.

-Get it, get your cash out. -What do I have... I have 53 euros.

-How much do you have? -Let's see.

Look, one of two euros over here, another fifty...

Ah, hell no. It's a badge. Five... Five cents and...

Some gum! A sour strawberry one!

Can I offer 55 euros? I swear I'll return with the rest.

Of course, since I'm just a scrap dealer, I must be dumb.

What's the matter, do we look dumb?

-No, Dad, relax. -No, I swear I'll pay you.

Cut me some slack it's Christmas Eve.

Well, if tomorrow is Christmas Eve, take whatever you want.

Jingle bells, jingle bells... Don't be so filthy, damn it!

For you shit! As if it were Buñol's Tomatinal

-Right, get! You crooks! -Out the door!

Everyone knows you're a bunch of crooks. Come on!

-You're the scum of humanity! -Come on!

-Human scum. Total overkill! -He was way overboard.

What do we do?

It's OK, I'll fix it. I'll talk to him.

There's no time. I have Lucas' show.

There's time. Get to the van trust me.

Dear parents,

the Christmas show will begin in a few moments.

We ask you, please, to put your phones on silent

and, for God's sake, don't stand up

when your kid's performance finishes.

Please don't. Thank you.

RESERVED FOR DAD

Please, Salva, don't screw it up.

Love, don't worry, it's fine. You'll see he'll come.

Look, look, look.

Son of a bitch. What did he do?

We have a sleigh!

What did you do?

We're being robbed!

Crooks!

The Virgin is washing

between the curtains.

Her hair is made of gold

and the comb of fine silver..

What's wrong? Did your Dad not come?

Maybe he's chatting to Father Christmas.

Juanjo I know you pick on me because you have an aggressive

badly channeled, product from lack of affection.

But I've had it up to here with you!

You fucking bully!

Well done, man.

Come on, we won't make it!

INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL

We're here.

-Shit, Rafita. -What's wrong? And why the egg face?

We are on time. And we have the parts for the sleigh.

Yeah but I had promised not to steal or swear...

Don't worry, I did it.

Go home. And stop robbing.

Well, we'll see.

Come on, Ramoncín. Take the axe out, Ramoncín!

Come here, soldier!

What's the matter, you thought you could rob me and walk away.

No, let's see. I'm sorry, it was my buddy. I swear I'll pay you back.

-But now I have to see my son. -Your son? Wait then,

mine has a little gift for you.

Ramoncín, go for him!

Leave my pal alone!

Ramoncín, take care of this one.

Oh, I have come to life.

I feel my heart beating.

How bright the moon shines.

What a magical night.

Give me my money, you thief!

-Money, what are you talking about? -You sewer rat!

Dad.

-You crook! -Filthy rat.

Leave my buddy, Ramoncín!

What's happening?

Hello, Esther.

But Salva...

-Give me the money! -Money? Leave me alone!

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

-There you go! I'm sorry. -Get out of the way!

Sorry, are you okay?

Lucas, I'm sorry.

-Loser! -What a loser!

What did we do?

A mess, Ramoncín, a mess.

Does my missing tooth ring a bell to you?

Go fuck yourself, Rafita.

I know what you're going to say. I swear it wasn't my fault.

You should tattoo it on your face.

-Lucas forgive me. -Leave it out.

Thanks to you I looked like a fool in front of everyone.

You told me you wouldn't fail me again.

-I'm sorry, but... -No, the problem is you are a bad person.

You always lie to me, like the Santa thing.

Tomorrow's the day and nothing will happen.

Mom is right, I wish Martin was my dad.

What?

But I've changed, I swear I've changed.

You did ask for it slightly, huh?

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

And what are you laughing at?

Merry Christmas.

Cheers!

Don't worry, it's not your fault.

It's mine, I always screw up.

Let's go, boys!

No mouth-to-mouth, He's contagious.

-Not looking good. -And I won't mention the smell.

It smells like Santa after handing out the gifts.

What about that big head of his?

It's enormous.

Well, it's time for chocolate.

No, it's fine.

You're very small.

What's this?

-It's a dream. -Yes, he's huge, huh?

Maybe he's a prince coming from an exotic country.

What the fuck...?

-A swear word! Not a prince! -Doesn't seem it.

-Youngsters, to work! -Yes, captain.

Guys, keep singing and back to work.

There are still a lot of cards to read and sort.

-No need to stop. -To work!

-No need to stop. -To work!

As tomorrow... it's Christmas.

We are happy and content,

we eat nougat and cake.

We are happy and content, working for Father Christmas...

Hey, he has finally decided to wake up.

Good morning, huh?

Down here!

Damn it, but who are you? And what's going on?

My goodness, what a level.

How did you manage to butter up the boss

to get the position.

One moment.

Can you guys be a title quieter?

I don't want to kill with a hangover.

I'll rest.

-We are happy and content... -Great, one more time.

And these midgets say this is Santa's workshop?

Now I understand why you are the chosen one.

My goodness, what an insight.

And you are? The ball-busting elf?

I'm Rami, the foreman of this workshop. Follow me!

Our assembly line,

this is the birthplace of all the world's toys.

Careful!

At this rate, it's bleak.

A little more spirit, we're not there yet!

It's Christmas Eve and we have a lot of work to do:

carpentry,

joinery,

parcels...

I+D,

distribution,

design, tampography,

quality control,

magic dust,

blow,

color...

Are people here self-employed or how does it work?

Our control room, the brains of this whole operation.

Oceania is down, there's no longer children awake in all of Australia.

Perfect, the time is approaching.

How are we still like this?

Afterwards we are all very fast

-at asking for years of personal time off. -Now you mention it,

I still have 54 years of free disposal...

Okay, okay, ready in no time. Really, promise.

See? And here they are fine-tuning

the pile of junk you'd brought.

Well, what did you think of the installations?

Pretty cool. Crazy. I only missed one little thing:

Do you have a bed to lie down on?

What, you moron? How are you going to go to sleep?

If in less than two hours you have to get on this sled and fly out of here.

There's a problem. I don't care about this shit

and I won't hand any gifts out.

But do you know how lucky you are?

There are people who would kill to be where you are.

People who've for centuries put aside their own health in the workshop

to be able to wear that suit one day.

Santa Claus gives bread to those who have no teeth of course.

And, like every year, thousands of girls and boys around the world

are eagerly awaiting Christmas day for Father Christmas.

Come on, Salva, don't let them down.

Would you like some pizza? Its really good.

Here, a little glass of cider, as it's Christmas Eve.

Why thank you, Pilar.

But... you know what?

This is my first free Christmas Eve in centuries,

so I have prepared something... more special.

One moment! One moment please!

I have organized this little party

to thank you all

for how well you have treated me me these days.

I Thought it would be the worse Christmas ever

and it has turned out to be an unforgettable experience.

So... I have only one thing left to say:

Happy Christmas!

One, two, three, four.

Done, dessert is ready. You won't guess what I made, Lucas.

In other words, it's a Tarte Tatin.

It's something I learned in baking class

in none other than... Paris.

Monsieur Lucas,

are you ready to try the Tarte Tatin?

Oh fa la.

Son, what's wrong?

Cheer up, Santa Claus is coming today.

I wouldn't be so sure.

With how well you have behaved.

Yeah, but I know Santa Claus and he can't be trusted.

He always ends up screwing it up.

Don't eat it all, it's to share.

Let's eat, youngsters!

Yes!

Eat something.

You have a long night ahead of you and you need the energy.

I lost my appetite. Besides, I won't hand any gifts out.

Look, as long as I'm responsible for this,

we're going to accomplish our mission.

I won't fulfill any mission, because I am a fraud.

Everybody knows. Even my son knows it, damn it.

Salva!

Listen to me.

-You have to fulfill your obligation! -Don't mind me.

Stop feeling sorry for yourself and wise up.

-But what are you doing? -You're a coward.

Don't look or you'll find me. Not that way.

A coward and selfish!

Lucas?

"Dear Santa Claus, how's it going?

I'm sure you're very busy at this time of year.

I have been very good this year, I got very good grades in every..."

Well except in gym class.

I can't grasp what the use of

climbing a rope is for in the 21st century.

Anyway, to the point as I'm getting confused.

I'm writing to you because I want to ask you something very important.

In fact,

it's the most important thing I have ever asked of you.

I Want my dad to be by my side always.

Although he is a bit of a mess and sometimes lies a bit,

he's the best dad in the world

and I miss him very much when I don' see him.

I hope you don't fail me.

A big hug and my regards to Rudolf.

What kids go through, huh?

What's wrong with your eyes?

Its the dust. You should give it a clean.

And your voice?

My son loves me.

And do you really want to leave him without his Christmas gift?

Not at all, shorty.

Follow me!

We tailor made it for you.

We are the shit, I know.

Thank you, little elves.

You can save the farewell song. There's no need for one really.

-Clean the chimneys and leave... -Come on.

...the socks well hung, well hung,

because Father Christmas flies loaded...

Let's go, guys!

Because Santa flies loaded with your presents.

Let's go, let's go!

Let's go, let's go!

Wake up, Lucas.

Wake up.

Wake up, I'm pressed for time.

Father Christmas?

Dad! What are you doing here?

I'm starting with the most important gift.

I read your letter and know that no matter what happens,

I will never leave your side.

Release my son or I crack your head open!

Salva?

- I can explain. -Why are you dressed as Santa Claus?

It may be hard to grasp.

No, what's hard. It's very clear why you were here:

-you want to take Lucas. -No, no, no, no...

What? No, what happens is Father Christmas is in hospital

and Dad is substituting him.

Oh.

You're crazy!

And you're filling the kid's head with ideas.

-That was good, I'm calling the cops. -No cops, I'm on record.

-I'll tear you apart, huh? -Oh, yes?

-Open the wardrobe. -Leave him! Let him go!

-Leave him, it's Santa! -He's stealing your kid.

-He wants to steal and hit him. -Leave him!

Don't let him out. I'll get the phone.

Mom, he's telling the truth.

I helped him prepare to be Father Christmas.

Son, I know you love him very much,

but only a psychiatrist can help your Dad.

If I were you, I wouldn't believe it,

but I swear to you: I'm Santa.

Do you take me for a fool?

never took you for a fool.

Where is the dreamy Esther I knew?

The one who ate the 12 grapes on New Year's Eve,

because, otherwise, she had bad luck.

The one who, every time an eyelash fell, she made a wish.

The one who threw a coin into the Trevi Fountain so she'd return to Rome.

But we've never been to Rome.

No? Well, you understand what I meant.

Well, that Esther disappeared after years of your lies.

Yes, I've always thought about myself, but now what's important

is that Lucas is happy

and for his letter to come true.

I swear I put it in the mailbox.

Only Santa Claus could have received it!

Thanks. There're many kids still waiting for their gifts.

And I'm really behind.

The cops are on their way.

Santa Claus?

Goodbye.

-And where are you going? -1 won't miss this for the world!

-Ready? -Ready.

Let's go, guys! Ho, ho, ho!

Let's go!

Onwards!

Dad, how are we going to fit in here all the gifts for the world?

Elven technology. Open the door. Hopefully, they aren't singing.

It's been two years and a day that I've lived without him,

Two years and a day

that I haven't seen him.

And although I haven't been happy,

I learned to live without his love,

I learned to live without his

suddenly one night he returned.

Who is it?

It's me.

What did you come here for?

For you.

It's too late.

Why?

Because I'm the one who wants to be without you.

So go, forget my name, my face, my house

And turn around.

I could never understand you.

Go, forget my eyes, my hands, my lips

that don't desire you.

You're lying, I know it

Go, forget that I exist, that you ever met me,

and don't be surprised.

Forget about everything, since

you're experienced.

Let's go, "Margarita Salas"!

In search of emotions, I left...

A world of sensations that I never found...

We have six hours left to give all the gifts,

and they're many countries.

More specifically, 195.

And if we divide the number of countries by the time,

-it's 24 minutes... -Lucas, be quiet,

You're stressing me out. Giddy up!

Onwards!

Dad, let's start in Europe.

-Come on then, let's go. -London.

Paris.

Here, Lucas. You drive a little.

We have five and a half hours.

Tokyo!

It's so cold.

Come on, let's go, let's go.

Australia!

Let's go that way!

Wow!

Let's go!

New York.

Come on, come on.

Lucas, help me, I'm stuck.

Not like that.

What a trumpet, huh?

Let's go!

Mexico.

Rio de Janeiro.

Buenos Aires.

Cairo.

Long live Christmas!

Father Christmas!

Juanjo, no hard feelings, huh? Here is your gift.

Let's see, let's see... This is it!

You deserve it!

Happy Christmas, Juanjo.

Giddy up!

Thanks, Dad. It's been the best night of my life.

Mine too.

I love you, son.

Come on, bedtime, there are presents tomorrow.

Lucas, I would have never made it without you.

Thanks, Dad.

Giddy up!

The presents! The presents! The presents! The presents!

-What is it? -Let's see.

-A Dragon Ball Z game! -Bravo.

A biography of Newton!

A telescope!

Yes, so you can see the stars.

I think you should open this one, it's a special one.

It's Santa Claus' house.

One more for my collection.

It's been the best Christmas ever.

You were always a good girl.

-Long live public health care! -Hooray!

-Long live Santa Claus! -Hooray!

Salva, how are you?

Here's a little something. It's called "Kings Cake".

"Kings Cake" he says, what a hoot.

-And another gift, come this way. -Seriously?

I hate to admit it, but... but it's good.

The Three Kings have good traits too.

Well, if I wanted to, I could also have a dessert:

"The chocolate Noel", "Santa's Torrija",

"Elf fritters”...

I just don't want to encourage, overweight children.

Look, your sleigh.

-You recovered it! -Yes. And we have made some improvements.

And my hat!

Hey, I haven't told you yet, but... congratulations.

You did really well.

Saying this, don't fall off track,

because I see everything.

Don't forget to behave!

Yes, don't worry, I learned my lesson!

ONE YEAR LATER...

Cops! Cops, cops, cops, we won't get there!

This stuff is heavy!

Happy Christmas!

-Start her up Rafi, or we're in trouble! -Coming!

Buckle up, Salvador, I'm going full throttle.

Where were you?

In queues because this snob had to pay for stuff.

-Please come in. We're waiting. -Thanks. Happy Christmas.

-Happy Christmas. -Traffic jam.

Lucas! Lucas, you have to stop by the workshop.

It's filled with lights. You'll love it.

-A pineapple? -That's us.

-Thank you. -What's up?

Dad!

Lucas! How are you?

-Well... Merry Christmas. -How are you? To you too.

-Shall I help you? -Please.

See how I knew what I was doing with Salva?

Well, don't be a wise-ass, if I hadn't given him a push,

We'd still have him squatting in the workshop.

But how can you be so arrogant, Rami?

Why is it so hard for you to admit that I have it all under control?

Guys, as of tomorrow

we will have to work very hard.

We have to prepare for next Christmas.

But... tonight you've earned it.

Party!