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I don't know which one. The elves seem to be spoopy as a stone.

Prancer. How do you know?

The elves

aren't supposed to be down here, remember?

Hey, Prancer.

Hey. What's going on?

Are you okay?

Okay, okay.

What's bugging you?

Huh?

What's bugging you?

Hey, you're safe, Prancer.

Here, take a look.

Okay, okay.

Airline fracture?

What's a hairline fracture?

Just let the man explain, dear. It's also called a stress fracture.

His prats are stressed out?

Christopher? Sorry.

No, no, he's got a little crack in his hoof, is what it is.

And he may have stepped on something, or it might just be general wear and tear

of years of Christmas Eve landings. Is he all right? Is it broken?

No, no, no, he'll be fine. He just, he does need to rest, though, to give that

hoof time to heal.

Oh, that's a relief.

So what does this mean?

Well, it means that, uh...

Prancer can't fly on Christmas Eve.

But he has to. He always has.

Well, no, we can fix this. We will just have to fly with one less reindeer. We

can't do that. It would be too much work for them. And the equilibrium would be

off on your sleigh. And not to mention our delivery time, our speed versus

velocity quotient. And you'd be careening through the air in a possible

English, John.

Instead of taking one night to deliver all the presents, she said it'd take us.

Yes. Three, maybe four months.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Only four days till Christmas.

I think we may have to cancel. No.

Canceling Christmas is not an option.

Cancel. No, no, no. No, no.

No, no, no, no.

We can't disavoid all the boys and girls.

You'll find a solution, John. Claus, I can't. I don't know.

There has to be another way.

What was it?

I will not sell a single reindeer.

Look, you knew my dad.

He built that ranch with his bare hands to save those animals. There wouldn't be

any reindeer in these parts if it weren't for him.

I mean, what do you want me to do? You want me to go down and sling hash at

Diner? Great.

I'll sling hash. I mean... Annie, please.

Annie, come on.

I know I'm in the hole, but so is half the town. Yeah, but half the town can

still pay their mortgage payments.

Look, Annie, I am sorry.

We just simply cannot go out of our way anymore.

If I do it for one customer, I have to do it for everyone.

Okay, look, but we all know I made a mistake. I married a man that...

What

do I do? How do I fix it?

It's Christmas.

I heard you have a meeting with Reginald Buckley.

Believe me, Fritz Alaskan and Buckley Industries do not mix well together.

They never have.

I advise you against going down that road.

You don't know where to lead.

I know it doesn't lead to a dead end.

The machine took my money!

Tell me about it, kid.

Hey, Madison. Hey, Annie.

Hi, Fred.

You keep that up with the chocolate, you're going to fit that suit pretty

Hey, it's my cheat day.

Are you going to finally come visit me this Christmas Eve?

You should know the answer to that.

How come we never visit Santa like everyone else?

Honey.

We know that Santa doesn't exist, right?

I'm not a baby. I know it's Fred.

I'm talking about the guy in the North Pole.

Everyone at school says there's a Santa.

We really believe what everybody else says.

Besides, we have a way better tradition. It's you and me and a big bowl of

caramel popcorn.

And snuggles on the couch. That's right. All right. Good girl.

Ready, Sue?

Ready, set, go!

All right, 20 barrels. It's time to say mix.

900 dolly heads.

5 ,000 teddy bear eyes. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Santa asked for 10 ,000 teddy bear

eyes. It's all they had, Joey. You take it or you leave it. Do you know how many

boys and girls we're dealing with here? What do you want me to do about it,

Tony? 2 ,500 horsemanes.

6 ,000 yards of fun fur.

10 ,000 storybooks. Randy, can I talk to you for a second?

Sorry.

Randy, come on.

Watch where you're going, buddy. Come in here, John.

Randy.

Randy, I need to talk to you for a sec.

About what?

It's an emergency.

What do you need?

I'm so glad you could meet with us, Miss Miller.

I heard about your meeting at the bank. It's such a shame.

Word gets around.

Thank you, Elliot.

How is the juice box, Madison?

It's a horrible child.

You're such a scrooge, you threw Dex's place out.

Christmas is good for business.

And sometimes we must embrace things that we don't believe in.

We are at a crossroads, Annie. May I call you Annie?

No.

We are at a crossroads, Miss Miller.

My great -great -grandfather built this town at the height of the gold rush.

A boom town when anyone could build the life of their dreams.

Those dreams have been dying for a long, long time now.

I love this town.

I love it too.

But I have a vision.

Well, you own most of Buckley Falls already, so what more could you possibly

want?

The future, Miss Miller. The future.

As you know, I'm not married. No children.

But I am looking to leave a more meaningful legacy than wholesale goods.

Skiing.

Snowboarding.

Mountain climbing.

It's all here waiting to be tapped into.

This is my land.

This is my land.

Don't you see what is happening here? What I see is that you're going to

bulldoze my house.

We are sitting on a potential winter wonderland. No, no, no. What you're

on is a big pile of cash, okay?

I work in a reindeer farm. I know exactly what you're shoveling.

You are your father's daughter.

Baked Alaska wasn't invented in Alaska. It was invented in New York. That's the

truth. But that's not the story people want to hear.

True, I'm primed to make a boatload of money.

But in the process, I'm going to save this town.

Well, aren't you the good King Wenceslas?

If the crown fits.

So what happens to my reindeer if I sign the ranch over to you?

Oh, they will be so well taken care of. I give you my word.

What have you got to lose?

The bank is going to foreclose anyway, and you get nothing.

But come aboard with me, and your money troubles vanish with a simple stroke of

a pen.

But you have to decide by Christmas.

Why? Well, because we have wealthy investors and corporate sponsors

and they want to make an announcement on Christmas Day that Buckley Wonderland

will open in exactly one year next Christmas.

Otherwise, they're going to go across state to Wolf Bay.

That's why.

Elliot knows just the thing to say, doesn't he?

Think of what you could do for this town, this community, and how you and

Madison could start a whole new life.

We need each other, Annie.

As much as we hate to admit it.

Well,

I figured,

you know, since you travel a lot, maybe you could find a reindeer for me.

Not really my field, John.

Well, from what I understand, most reindeer come from Scandinavia or

Russia? Oh, no.

Not even Santa's getting in there without a permit these days.

What am I going to do?

What about that little reindeer ranch down in Buckley Falls?

Buckley Falls?

Yeah, down in Alaska, run by that conservationist guy, Miller something or

other. Did you get a reindeer from him?

See, I was hoping maybe you could, because I don't really...

Deal with people very well. I work with animals, you know. It'll be fine. Put on

a nice suit. When you talk to the rancher, pretend he's got antlers.

Let's go. Whoa, what?

Now? Yeah, let's go now. I gotta go south anyways. Gotta pick up train sets

hockey sticks.

You mean, fly?

Randy, you're cleared for takeoff.

Roger that.

Two things to remember when you're talking to the rancher.

Look him straight in the eyes.

Firm handshake. You want to speak clearly.

Is that more than two things?

Okay.

Don't go chabbering on about working for Santa Claus. Tell people to start

thinking you're nuttier than a Christmas fruitcake.

You okay?

Are you afraid of flying?

Oh, dude, why didn't you say something? Here.

You're going to toss me cookies.

Toss them in the van.

I don't think Mr. Buckley was telling the truth about taking care of the

reindeer. Why do you think that?

I just do.

Hey, how about you go give the reindeer their carrot treats? I'll get dinner

fixed up. Okay.

Can I help you, sir?

Yeah, I hope so.

I've never done this before.

I hear that a lot.

Yeah, you don't have to do that because I'm right here.

Okay.

So, uh, a room?

Yes.

Yeah, I'd like a room, please.

Please fill this out completely with your address.

Yeah, I don't travel very much.

You don't say.

So what brings you to Buckley Falls?

A very small plane.

Here you go.

Oh, can you give me directions to the Miller Reindeer Ranch?

Hey, Pokey.

You want a carrot?

I don't want to move away.

This is our house, right, Frankie?

Do you want your carrot snacks?

You love the carrot snacks.

Frankie, what's wrong?

You want your carrot?

What's wrong, Frankie?

I understand. I mean, I left a message last week.

But you guys are going to need more staff, right?

Well, all right. Yeah, sure.

Mm -hmm.

Nice, strong handshake, firm handshake. Looking straight in the eye.

Speak clearly.

You know what? Just forget it.

Hello, my name is John Stockman. I'm... Annie Miller.

Hi.

You're not a man.

Who did he just hire you? I haven't seen you before.

Is everything okay in there? Huh?

Yeah, it's fine.

Are you sure? Can I help you out in any way?

Yep, got it.

Uh... So I'm here to ask about buying... Okay, I already told your boss now.

You talked to him?

This morning.

This morning? Yep, and you know what? He is really something.

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

Thinks he sits right up on top of the world, doesn't he? Well, I guess he kind

of does, doesn't he? And everything he does is for the children, of course. I

can appreciate the fact that he does charity work, but that does not change

fact I'm not selling the reindeer and I'm not selling the ranch.

Oh, he doesn't want the ranch.

Well, then what do they want?

He just wants a reindeer.

He wants one reindeer.

He wants one reindeer. Not good enough for Buckley.

Who?

Do you work for Buckley or do you work for the bank?

Yeah, I... Who do you work for?

I can't really say.

Oh, all right. You know what, mister whatever my name is from wherever I'm

I have spent years protecting this place and I will be damned if I'm going to be

intimidated in my own house by some chump in a cheap suit.

Cheap suit?

Gee, it was my father's suit. I was actually told that... You know what?

it. Get out. Get out. Okay, sorry.

Oopsie -daisy.

It's it.

Here's the thing. Bye.

Are you from the bank?

Uh, no.

Why do you ask?

Well, you're wearing a suit.

Everyone who wears a suit is from the bank.

Well, not everyone, apparently.

Are you here to see my reindeer?

Uh, I could, I suppose.

Wow,

quite the herd you got.

Yeah, they're all my friends.

I gave him all my own names. Is that right?

That's Sunshine, and that's Pokey. And over there is Watermelon.

You have a reindeer named Watermelon?

He likes Watermelon.

Okay. But my favorite is Frankie.

Which one's Frankie?

Over there, with the white patch on his forehead.

Oh, yeah.

One day we found him in the woods, scared and cold, so we brought him to

ranch to make him feel better.

Why is he your favorite?

He's special.

He listens to me.

Whenever I have a bad day, I always talk to him.

I know he's listening.

Well, it sounds like you have a real gift.

I do?

Mm -hmm.

I have a bunch of reindeer myself, so I know about these things.

Frankie's not himself today.

No?

No. Something's wrong.

Well, maybe he's stressed out or something.

I wish I could fix it.

You want me to go take a look?

You sure?

Go on.

Go see your buddies.

Wow, Frankie's back to being Frankie.

Yeah. What'd you give him?

I gave him a special mixture.

See?

I thought I was getting a reindeer today.

Maddie, time for chores.

I have to go.

It's nice to meet you, mister.

Okay, you too. John.

Nice to meet you, mister John.

Oh, and I also have a goldfish named Nemo.

Okay.

Frankie. You go all that way and you can't find a reindeer? I know, it didn't

well. She doesn't like me.

Doesn't like you?

She thinks I work for this guy named Buckley?

Listen, John.

This isn't a high school dance.

Christmas is at stake for pity's sake. There are only a few more sleeps to the

big day.

No, no, no. It's okay. Breathe, honey. Just breathe.

Breathe. I think I need to lie down for a few minutes. All right.

I don't know what to do.

John, how long have you had this job?

Fifteen years.

How long have I had my job?

I don't know.

How about as long as anybody can remember? And I have never had to cancel

Christmas before, and I'm sure as heck not going to start now. No, of course.

Yes, Mrs. Claus. Please, find a reindeer for Santa's sleigh.

I will, Mrs. Claus.

Now, you say she has a special one?

Uh, yes, yeah.

Yeah, his name's Frankie. He's got a little white mark on his head.

Good, then that's the one. Ask to borrow Frankie.

Oh, no, no, not that one. Not Frankie.

Look, if you have to, Do whatever it takes.

Wait, you don't mean steal them?

I never said that.

But it sounded like... Just remember, the happiness of millions of children

rests on your shoulders.

Wait, no, no, wait, I'll... Mrs. Claus.

You're gonna put these pots here dry, okay?

Do you think we'll ever find someone to help with the reindeer?

Uh, I don't know.

Is that hard to find?

Oh, honey, you have no idea.

Make a wish.

Will everything be better?

Well, honey, you know the world kind of doesn't work like that, right?

Oh, look, I missed a spot.

Where? Right here.

Hello,

Annie. It is... It is... Don't I see you again?

Very nice to see you again. Hi,

nice to see you again. Do you remember me? It's John Stockman.

Annie, hi.

Flowers.

I picked these myself this afternoon.

That makes no sense because it's in the middle of winter.

I want to apologize for my earlier behavior.

I heard that every girl loves flowers and chocolates.

Flowers, and I heard you love chocolates.

Why would I have heard that you love chocolates?

Flowers.

And chocolates.

Yeah, that should do it.

Hi, Annie.

Flowers and chocolates.

Hey.

Why are you dressed as Santa?

Because that's what I do every year at Christmas Eve. How come?

It's tradition.

Every Christmas Eve, all the kids come down to see Santa.

What do you think?

Well, the suit's all wrong. You don't have any buttons.

Buttons? The fur's too short and it's the wrong color red. Your beard, well,

just looks fake.

I'd love to help you out some more, but I gotta go.

If you need any more pointers, I'll be at the Jolly Roger Inn.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah, Merry Christmas.

Extreme Nordic Sports would like to speak with you.

Is everything all right, sir?

Elliot.

How was Thomas's birthday?

It was fine, sir. Thank you.

He turned 12.

Line three, sir.

messages. Yes, yes.

Oh,

actually, he's right here.

Mr. Stockman, urgent phone call for you.

It's a lady.

Hello, Annie?

No, John, this is not Annie.

Sorry. Hi, Ms. Claus.

Yes. Okay, so listen, sweetie, I'm looking for a progress report.

It's already the 22nd. In two days, we have to load up the sleigh. Just want to

make sure we're all clear on that, okay?

Yes, yes, we are. All clear on that. I also would just like to be clear with

about something, if that's okay.

Yes?

I am not going to steal a reindeer.

Okay? It's not right, Mrs. Gladden. I tried a number of things. I tried to buy

one that didn't work. I tried flowers and chocolates, which was just a

Let me give you some advice, dear. Women do not always respond to flowers and

chocolates. They respond to confidence.

Confidence? That's right, toots.

Just let her know who you are. Be direct. Be yourself.

Well, I can't really do that without... If I don't tell her that I work for

Santa.

And?

Randy told me that'd be weird.

Oh, don't listen to that bush pilot. You listen to me on this one, sweetie.

Okay. So I'll just tell her I work for Santa.

And wear a nice aftershave. She'll like that.

Okay. Okay, good. I will call you tomorrow at 2 o 'clock.

Okay.

And I'm looking forward to some good news.

Okay. Okay.

Okay, bye.

I work for Santa. That's not weird.

I work for Santa.

That's not weird.

Uh, your mom home?

Yeah, she's doing laundry.

Oh.

These are mine.

Wow,

those are awesome.

You remember Mr. John, don't you, Mommy? You people don't quit, do you?

Mom. Madison, please go upstairs.

But Mom.

Madison Page.

Well, you got a lot of nerve.

Right, so I can explain.

What does that spell?

Spell? It's like an old shoe dipped in grape juice.

It's my aftershave. It's called Tundra. I was told you'd like it. No, I don't

like it. I don't like any part of this, okay?

Okay. What's going on with your outfit?

My outfit?

Oh, you think if you dress like a rancher, you're going to have a better

Oh, no. Okay.

So these are my actual normal clothes.

Get out. You Buckley people.

I don't work for Buckley.

Okay.

Who do you work for?

I actually work for a man named...

Chris Kringle.

You want to say that again?

Otherwise known as Santa Claus.

You work for Santa Claus?

Yes, ma 'am.

All right, I'm going to call the sheriff.

Wait, no, no, no.

I'm not lying. I really do work for Santa. I have my work ID here.

Oh,

sorry about that.

There it is. That's mine.

Keep your distance, pal. Yeah, of course.

North Pole ID, number 319, John Stockman.

That's me. It's got my picture on it and everything.

Rainier Division.

You're better looking in person, I'll give you that.

Hmm. I mean, but that proves nothing, only that you're delusional enough to

create a fake ID.

Newsflash, health boy.

Anna isn't real.

Okay.

Santa is real, and we need one of your reindeers because Prancer has a hairline

fracture, and if we don't get another reindeer soon, Christmas will be

and millions of boys and girls will be without presents.

And I'm not an elf, I'm the stable master, though it's true I do spend most

my days around animals, but I think you're a really nice person, so it

me that you're so cynical because I'm being straight with you. I work for

and we are in a real bind here, and I just need some help.

I've heard some stories in my time, John, if that is your real name, but

the lamest story I've ever heard.

Now, a real man with integrity would tell me the real reason he was here. You

want my reindeer for food?

You're some rich dude that has his own private suit. You could have said that.

I still would have said no, but at least it would have been the truth.

I work for Santa Claus. You could save Christmas.

Mommy, I believe John.

Well, if he says there's a Santa, then there is a Santa, the real one, not

Honey, we've been over this. Santa Claus is invented by grown -ups.

Well, John is a nice man. He helped Frankie feel better, didn't he, John?

He helped Frankie, Mom.

Yeah, I did help Frankie, but he was having some problems. I just talked him

down. I'm a little better with animals than I am with people.

See?

Sorry to take up your time.

Can you stay for supper, Mom? Well, it's been so long since we had somebody

else. I'm sorry. I never intended for any of this to happen.

Please, please, Mom.

Please. Honey.

Merry Christmas to you both.

John.

Yeah.

What have you eaten today?

That was amazing. Thank you so much.

It's just mac and cheese.

Well, it was fantastic.

You never had mac and cheese?

No, I have. It's just, it's been a really long time.

Not a lot of variety where I come from.

Oh, it is a very old family recipe with a secret ingredient.

It's a cheese packet.

Oh.

Um, well, the least I can do is help with the dishes.

Oh, no, I mean, that's okay. It's kind of our thing.

It's okay, Mom.

He can help you.

All right.

What are your reindeer women missing?

Uh, yeah, last Christmas.

Buckley won't admit it, but I know it was him. At least one of his goons.

Why would he do something like that?

Intimidation. Pressure me into signing the ranch over to him.

He's wanted this place since my dad built it. He owns, like, the whole

surrounding area, so he wants this little plot of land.

And why doesn't he just build on either side of your ranch?

Well, he needs the whole strip to make his development work.

I hear what he's offering you.

It's enough to make my bank problems go away.

Call me stubborn, but I couldn't do that to my dad or Maddie.

There's got to be a way.

You got such a special little lady here.

Such a great thing going with this ranch.

You're so lucky, eh?

I don't really feel that lucky, but thanks.

Are you kidding me, Annie?

You're surrounded by good fortune. Look around you.

Wow.

That is a really good drawing.

You like it?

I love it.

Call us.

Wow.

Can I have a go?

Sure. You sure?

Here you put the barn over here

Hey

What do you think of that?

Wow.

Wow, it's so pretty.

You're a really good artist, Mr. John.

Thank you, Manny.

It's an old hobby of mine.

Manny, maybe there's someone I can call.

Oh, um, thanks. I don't think so.

All right, Missy.

Now for you to go to bed.

Okay.

I'm going to go do my rounds in the barns. Can you say good night to Mr.

Good night, Mr. John.

Good night, Maddie.

Thank you very much for sharing that secret recipe with me.

Do you

want

to come with me?

I probably shouldn't.

Sure is pretty out here with all the lights and everything.

Oh, thanks.

Dad used to do all the lights for Christmas, and Maddie really liked it,

just kept the tradition going.

Hey.

How long has it been in your family, Rich?

Um, since I was a kid.

Hi, bud.

My dad really loved animals.

All animals, so he was just better with them.

I suppose, like, you.

his Alaskan reindeer.

They were really special to him.

Their numbers were dropping almost to the point of extinction, so he built a

space to protect them, help build their numbers back up, and I got to grow up

with them.

What about you?

Yeah, I grew up around horses and working with them.

My daddy worked in the stables, and then he got a job up north working with

reindeer, and I went with him.

That's the story.

So, how did your dad keep this place afloat then?

Mostly government grants.

Watch out, bud.

He, uh, he got a lot of grants, but they started drying up right before he died,

and I promised him I'd keep everything going, and he left it all to me.

What about your husband?

Oh, the invisible man, Mr. No Child Support.

Uh, he often left.

About this time five years ago.

He left you and Maddie at Christmas time?

I'm sorry, Maddie.

It's okay.

When I was about Maddie's age, I used to sneak out here and I'd find baby

reindeer.

And they let me scratch them behind the ears.

I guess they trusted me.

But there's that point.

Right when their antlers are first growing and they're still kind of soft

rubbery and they're furry.

Like velvet.

Kind of like velvet, right?

Like velvet, yeah.

And then nature does what she does.

And they get older and they're not soft anymore.

They're harder.

Some harder than others.

Oh, God, John, you know, um... No, I can't. You're right.

I'm submitting you there. I'm sure it would have been... No, I'm sure it would

have been. No, it would have been dead. No, not that I... No!

What?

Oh, I just... It's just been so long since anyone even tried anything. Oh, my

gosh. Tried living with animals for 15 years. Yeah.

Touche.

We should get going.

Look, I don't know where you're from, but if you really did help Frankie the

Maddie says you did, then I want to thank you.

You're welcome.

You're welcome.

You seem like a decent guy, John.

Are you coming?

Hey, call the bank tomorrow.

What?

Yeah, call the bank tomorrow and make an appointment for a day like 1 p .m.,

then call me at the Jolly Roger Inn, room 237, and confirm it, okay? What are

you talking about?

I got an idea.

Will you do it?

Okay.

1 p .m. 1 p .m.

Sorry, excuse me. I'm in here. See, Daisy, I am so sorry. I'm just... I'm

in here, I think.

Oh.

So sorry I'm late. I was, uh... I was in the wrong... wrong room.

Hello?

Hi.

John, are you there?

John?

John, are you there?

Okay, so the reindeer sleigh rides will start here and go all the way through

the property, which is quite beautiful.

I know you... There

we go.

which will be quite enjoyable for the children and the whole family, actually,

and I think the reindeer might like it, too. What do you think, Maddie?

Watermelon, for sure.

And in the summertime, we will have petting zoo, which is fun for the whole

family, and they're actually quite popular.

When did you have time to do all of this?

Titans, really?

How'd I get there?

And... Now, finally, what can the ranch do year -round? You're probably

wondering.

Well... That's Grandpa's name.

It's an education center where everybody's welcome at

any time, within regular business hours, of course, where they can learn about

reindeer, their behaviors, their habitats, their history.

their preservation.

And we will have genuine discussions about how to reinstate their numbers.

An extension on the mortgage payments and a small business loan job.

I knew she was going to go for it. Read her like a book. I just, I don't, I

don't know what to say.

I do.

We're going to be rich. I'm celebrating. Honey, we're not doing anything fancy,

okay? You said anything about fancy.

What is this?

Silly Mr.

John. He's here to eat it, not steal it. Yeah. Okay, I know that. Silly.

It's birch syrup taffy. It's an Alaskan delicacy. Very rare.

Mmm. Very sweet. Wow.

Can be.

Mine's dripping.

Oh. I had an accident.

Daddy!

Honey! Oh, I got it.

Look at this.

It's goopy.

Do we have a taste?

No kidding.

Wow. Here you go, kiddo.

I can't

thank you enough for all the stuff you're doing at the ranch.

Oh, it's not just for the ranch.

It's for two very special ladies.

Are you okay?

I dropped my taffy.

You can have some of mine.

I'm being summoned.

Well, then I guess you better go, Mr. John.

You don't want to keep a girl waiting.

Come on.

There you go.

Let's see.

I like that. He looks like Frankie. Ah, wow.

That's actually Donner.

You'd like Donner. Super nice.

I can eat all of it right here.

Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and...

Blitzen. That's Blitzen.

Want to know something cool about Blitzen?

What? He's actually on a special diet.

Really?

Like a paleo diet?

Yeah,

it could be something like that.

And what's Prancer like?

Prancer actually has a broken hoof right now.

Mr. John?

Sorry, um, what time is it?

It's like 3?

3 o 'clock?

I have to go, okay? I have another appointment.

You have another appointment? Yes, I'm so sorry. Thank you so much for the

taffy. It was delicious. We'll catch you later, okay? I really have to go. Be

careful.

You want to know something cool, Mom?

Sure. Put things on the paleo diet.

Sir, we have to do something. The bank... Gave her an extension.

I know, Elliot.

They're not going to foreclose. Everything is in jeopardy. Our investors

going to pull out if she doesn't sign the transfer. Calm down, Elliot. Look at

everyone. Oh, they're off the state and toboggan.

People love the cold. People love the cold. You know why, Elliot?

Because it brings them closer together.

I was born on the coldest day of the year. Some say it was the coldest day

town has seen in a hundred years.

My competitors used to say I had ice in my veins. You know what I told them?

I can't help it.

I was born this way. I don't understand.

Um,

sir,

she has to sign by Christmas.

She'll sign.

How do you know for sure?

Do you remember last year how upset Annie was when one of her reindeer went

missing? Yes, and it still didn't work.

All that trouble stealing a reindeer and she still didn't sign.

Imagine how she would feel if she lost more than one reindeer.

How many more?

Well, you're good at math, Elliot. You figure it out.

Sorry I'm late, but I am making progress.

Progress? Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, for heaven's sake. We don't need progress.

We need Frankie. Yeah, no worry. I will talk to her in the morning.

Oh, no, don't tell me.

I'm sorry, what? You've gone and done it, haven't you?

What? Done what?

You've fallen in love.

What?

No.

Let me tell you a little story, John.

A very long time ago, when Mr. Claus and I were first courting, I would see that

same goofy, lovesick smile on his face.

And that's how I knew what he felt in his heart.

And after all these years, I still see that same smile every day.

So fess up, Buttercup. You love her or not?

I strongly like Annie Miller, if that's what you... Thank you,

John. You've answered my question.

Mrs. Claus, I didn't... That wasn't...

Was that John?

Yeah. And?

Everything's going to be fine.

What a relief.

You see, Christine, I told you. You just have to have a little faith in people.

Oh, I know, dear.

I bet you I know what you need right about now.

You do.

A glass of warm milk with a sprinkle of nutmeg. Oh, yes, that's exactly what I

need. And do we have any of those little sugar tarts, the ones I like? Yes, I

just made a fresh batch.

Oh, yeah, over here. I see them over by the... And, uh, don't forget our new

rule, dear, about no crumbs in the den.

Don't worry, darling. I'm gonna eat them right here in the kitchen.

Great.

Love you.

Oh.

Love you, too.

Get me the workshop.

That is the last one. We are done.

Thank you.

Warehouse. Lots of toys for girls and boys.

Yes, Mrs. Claus.

No, Mrs. Claus?

Right away, Mrs. Claus.

Who was it? Shut up.

Randy, we need a ride.

Merry Christmas, old Randy.

Drop your bell.

Going somewhere?

Where am I taking you to?

A thousand miles due south west.

That's Buckley Falls.

That's classified.

What are you grinning about, Missy?

She has reigned your experience.

Patty.

Just saying.

Mr. Jones is very nice.

You're different around him.

I can tell.

All right.

Get to bed.

Mom. Mm -hmm?

I just want you to be happy again.

You and me both, kiddo.

concept.

I told you not to wear your workshop boots.

Sorry, it's three in the morning. What do you want?

I'm trying not to jingle.

What's the reindeer's name again?

Frankie. Mrs. Claus said he was special.

Special how?

I don't know, just special.

Different from all the rest.

Hey, I think that's him over there with a white stuff on his forehead.

Let's go.

Do you think you're fitting this back?

It was all I could... Frankie!

I didn't know something's wrong. How?

He came as soon as I heard.

Hey.

Yeah.

He's gone, Mr. John.

Frankie's gone.

Thanks.

When? I don't know. Sometime in the middle of the night. I called the

Come here.

And he did it to me again.

You think it was Buckley? I know it was Buckley. So now I just... I don't know.

Okay. Hey, um... I'm gonna stay.

Okay.

You want me to stay?

Yeah, thank you.

Sure.

I'm sorry, I just, I need, like, just one minute.

Oh, yeah, of course. Um,

hey, Maddie, can you show me some of your drawings, maybe?

jacket, okay?

Thank you.

Dad, I'm sorry.

This is awesome.

You can have it.

Really?

Thank you very much.

She's upstairs drawing, but you gotta see this.

It's your form.

What? Found it in your coat pocket.

No, no, no, no. I took this card. Don't lie.

I'm not lying.

With the bank, just some big setup. Is that what that was?

What? How I trusted you.

How did I trust you? I didn't do anything.

Listen. How could you do that to her?

I didn't do anything.

No, no, no.

Okay?

You got what you wanted.

You showed up here. You wanted a reindeer.

You got a reindeer. What a coincidence, John.

No, wait. I don't work for Buckley. Oh, my God. Fine. Who do you work for? I

work for Santa. I told you that.

I work for Santa Claus.

You gotta go. Get out.

Yeah, get out. Out of my house. Out of my life. Get out.

Okay, I'm leaving. I'm sorry.

Yeah, Randy here. Hi.

You remember me?

Oh, hey, John.

Long time no see.

Yeah, yeah.

Geez, I was surprised you didn't stop by and say hi when you were in Buckley

Falls last night.

Hello?

Sorry, just a bad connection here.

Uh -huh.

So I'm guessing you don't know anything about elves making off with a reindeer,

huh? Wasn't my idea, John.

Mrs. Claus put the elves on the job.

What about you?

What am I supposed to do?

We had to save Christmas.

Yeah, but we're spoiling Christmas for a sweet little girl and her mother.

Huh? How's that make you feel, Randy?

Like a huge piece of human garbage.

Good. But you should feel like that. Now come and give me a ride back.

Whoa, whoa. Pump your brakes, John.

This is Christmas Eve. We are swamped up here. We can make this right.

We can still save Christmas, but you gotta come and get me right now, Randy.

Yeah, all right.

Everything all right?

No.

Everything is not all right.

I got the sheriff looking out for him.

You don't think Mr. John took him, do you? I know he wouldn't do that.

I'm not sure.

Well, we're going to find him soon, right?

Promise?

I can't promise you.

Sometimes grown -ups make promises and they don't come true and you just end up

feeling lonely.

I just want Frankie to be okay.

Me too.

Give it.

We should go look for Frankie.

Oh, honey, I told you the sheriff's going to keep an eye out for him, okay?

But we can't just sit here and not try.

Okay, but it's getting dark very soon.

Well, we could take the truck.

Madison, no. But it's not fair. We can't just leave him.

Madison, no. This is the worst Christmas ever.

Well, it's kidnapping.

You're head over heels in love, John. There was no way you were going to get

things done.

Santa, did you know about this? Leave Christopher out of this. This was my

decision.

It's not right.

I'm trying to save Christmas.

How can it be Christmas when we're making a little girl miserable?

I'm sorry, John.

Look at it this way. What's worse, breaking the heart of one little girl or

hearts of millions of girls and boys?

He says that he has to have a break.

He'll be fine.

Honey?

Hey, Madison.

Okay, Frankie, you're looking good.

You ready for a little test run?

Mr. Stockton, are you sure you want to do this?

Santa's the only one who tries to slay. Yeah, no, no. It's going to be fine.

It'll be fine.

Hey, what are you doing?

You know, it's not time for liftoff yet. I'm taking Frankie back to Alaska.

You can't do that. Yeah, we worked really hard getting him to the North

You'll ruin Christmas. No, no, no. No, I won't.

Here's the plan.

I'm taking all the reindeer to Alaska to show a little girl that Frankie is safe

and that we do actually need him for this journey tonight.

And then when her mom sees that Santa and his reindeer are real, I'll ask her

for permission. And how can she say no, right?

I'll be back in plenty of time to fill up the sleigh with presents and stuff.

That sounds pretty complicated, John.

Yeah, like there's way too much going on there.

It's called ethics.

We have to do the right thing here.

When you put it that way, it makes sense.

Good.

Ethics is my right arm.

I think he's crushing on the mom.

Totally.

Oh, don't look down, John. Don't look down. Don't look down. You're fine.

Don't look down.

Oh, don't look down again.

Okay, easy, guys.

Whoa, whoa.

Okay,

okay. Try to avoid turbulence if you can.

Okay?

That's it, Frankie.

You and Frank.

Come on, children, look at me, fucking move!

You scared me.

Is this all your stuff, Mommy?

Yeah.

Yeah, from a long time ago.

But I thought you didn't believe in Santa.

I haven't seen him in forever.

No.

Just you.

Oh my goodness.

Can we see Santa tonight?

Yes, we can.

Come on, let's go.

Okay. Yeah!

Woo!

Okay!

Little Andy sees us, boys!

Okay, boys.

Take us down to the rig.

Follow Donner. Follow Donner.

You have to make a wish.

I know what mine is.

What's yours?

Joey? Tony?

Maybe you can answer us. Why is the sleigh not being loaded up? What is

on?

Out with it, man!

John took the sleigh.

And the reindeer.

That's hilarious, because I thought you just said that John took the sleigh away

from the reindeer.

Yeah,

I did say that.

Are you crazy?

You did nothing to stop this.

That's it.

Enough is enough.

I know exactly what we're going to do.

Have Randy fire up the plane.

We're going to Bucky Falls.

Okay.

Good job, guys.

Frankie, that was excellent. Everybody stay.

Listen, keep an eye on Frankie, okay?

Donner, how do I look?

Annie?

Where does everyone go on Christmas Eve in this town?

Here are the keys to the truck. Take as many reindeer as you can fit.

And remember, gentlemen, this mission does not exist.

Nor will it ever exist.

Been a good little night?

you that i have frankie i mean i've got frankie at the ranch as well as a big

surprise really no john i told you i was don't just just hear me out okay please

why did you come here tonight because there's still a spark of the christmas

spirit in you right and christmas is all about believing so i'm asking you to

just believe in me okay please mr john's telling the truth mommy frankie's back

my christmas wish came true

This better be for real.

Let's go.

They were right here.

I don't know.

I said stay, and they always listen. I don't know. This is your big surprise.

Some old play.

What? No, no, no.

I don't know.

Well, where's Frankie?

Get off the property.

Good news, sir.

We have nine reindeer in our possession.

Nine? Well, they were attached to a sleigh, so it made things easy.

Well, um, easier.

Did you say sleigh?

A sleigh. That's a lard. Elliot, I know what a sleigh is.

Of course you do, sir.

Fine. And he has no choice but to sign over to us.

Well, then I'll call the investors and sponsors and tell them there's no need

pull out of the deal.

No, Elliot, I'll do it.

I like giving good news personally.

Miss Claus?

Santa? There you are. It is you guys.

You're here.

I'm so sorry. I messed up. Okay, stop.

Let's just get to it. We're as late as it is. Yeah, Australia's starting to

panic. Where are the reindeer?

I think they've been stolen. Stolen?

What kind of person would steal a reindeer?

Yes, honey. I'll be home soon.

Well... You know how Mr. Buckley is.

Hang on. I have another call.

Elliot here.

Now, where do you want those reined here?

What? Should we move them?

No. Keep them in the warehouse, like I said.

What warehouse?

Warehouse C at Buckley Industries.

I don't have time for this.

Okay.

They're at Buckley's warehouse.

What are we waiting for?

You can't just waltz into Buckley Industries.

The place is impossible to get into, and it's Christmas Eve.

Yeah.

And a Merry Christmas Eve to all our listeners. The latest update from the

Santa Tracker is no update.

Normally, by this time of night, the reindeer are well on their way to New

Zealand, but no sign of the sleigh yet, begging the question, where is old Saint

Nick?

Little Annie Miller.

She used to have freckles.

I'm sorry, can I help you guys? Oh, the question is, can we help you?

We've heard so much about you.

Okay.

What is this? Who are you guys?

Well, I'm Chris Kringle, and this is my beautiful wife, Christine.

But you can call me Santa, everyone does.

Santa.

All right, joke's over.

You got me.

Thank you. Have a great night.

Nutcracker soldier.

Gosh, how old was she?

I think maybe six or seven.

Yes. That very Christmas Eve, you left me these little coconutty cookies. What

were they?

Coconutty chocolate chunk cookies.

Delightful, Annie. Just delightful.

Can you believe me now?

I don't know what I believe.

We need your help.

Yes, Phil, I'm glad you're on board. Say hi to Jenny and the kids.

Oh, right, I guess that is tonight.

Well, work never takes a holiday here at Buckley Industries.

All right, you too.

Hello.

Mr. Buckley.

I was so glad to hear from you, Annie.

I'm very sorry I bothered you on Christmas Eve.

No bother.

To you, it's Christmas Eve.

To me, it's Thursday.

And I completely understand your situation. Why waste time with all those

reindeer running away?

Difficult to have a reindeer ranch with no reindeer.

Yes, it is.

Use my pen.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, this isn't going to work.

Uh, what, what, what's the matter?

Well, don't we need witnesses?

Uh, we have Elliot. Uh, how many more do you need?

I was thinking four.

We're a witness.

All right, all right, what, what, what is this?

You've got Frankie. We want him back.

You have my reindeer.

We want them back.

You're a reindeer?

Elliot.

You know, dasher, dancer.

Comet? Cupid? Wait, wait, wait. You want me to believe I have fancied reindeer?

From soup to nuts.

Except for Prancer. He has a broken hoof.

That's why we need Frankie.

You mean you... And you... Mm -hmm.

What happened to you, Reginald?

Nobody calls me Reginald.

Well, you were called that when you were a little boy.

And that's what you called yourself when you signed this letter.

The only letter you ever wrote us.

That's... My family's... Stationary. I keep every letter from every boy and

girl.

Believe me, she does.

All you ever wanted was a sled.

More than anything in the world.

You were five years old.

Dear Santa and Mrs. Claus, my name is Reginald Carrington Buckley III.

Shall I go on?

Do you remember how happy you were when you unwrapped that sled, Reginald?

Of course.

But I also remember my parents.

They wouldn't let me play with it. They said it was too dangerous, too childish.

For a boy with my pedigree.

And what happened to that sled?

They took it away.

And please, don't take Christmas away from millions of children.

All right, fine.

You can have your reindeer back.

But only if Annie signs over the ranch to me.

What's more important?

Breaking the hearts of millions of children or the heart of one little

It's okay, Mama.

You have to.

We're gonna be okay.

Elliot.

Elliot.

Well,

you look like a happy man, Mr. Buckley.

You're very observant.

T .G. must be worth... a million, huh?

Oh, my, yes.

And happiness is money.

It's the only happiness I need.

I don't think you're telling the truth.

How do you know that?

I just do.

Who are you anyway? No one talks to me like that.

My name's John Stockman. I work for the North Pole Reindeer Division.

Great with animals.

I'm terrible with people.

John. And I... No, it is true. I am terrible with people.

I mumble, I stumble.

Half the time, I don't know what to say, and the other half, I don't know what

to do.

But animals, on the other hand, animals, it's a different story.

You get me out with a moose or reindeer, a gaggle of geese, and I'm a happy man.

And, you know, I didn't know I was missing anything in my life until I came

Alaska.

Until I met a beautiful, feisty, stubborn ranch owner

and her sweet little girl.

I know you lost the ranch, Annie, but I hope you realize that you found

something else.

I know I sure did.

We really are terrible people.

Madison.

It's okay, Mr.

Buckley. You don't have to be sad.

when you have friends.

Merry Christmas to us all! Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

Let's get a man's sled.

Okay, Santa.

Santa, you're good to go.

Sorry, no time for chitty -chatty. We're way behind schedule.

Oh, my goodness. With all this nonsense, I still forgot to ask.

Madison, may I borrow Frankie tonight to help deliver all the toys?

You betcha, Santa.

He's really a Santa.

And I would also like to apologize for taking Frankie without asking.

Can you ever forgive me?

It's okay. You are a very special young lady, and we would like to give you

this. With many, many thanks.

Thank you.

All right, Mrs. Claus.

Climb on up there.

Way past your bedtime.

Time to get you home.

Oh, stop it.

John, are you coming with?

Uh, no, Santa. I think I'm going to stay through the new year.

Work a second job.

Oh.

I heard you could use a man with reindeer experience.

You better believe it.

All right.

On Dancer! On Dancer! On Frankie!

Thank you.