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[train whistle blows]

[whistle blows]

[chatters]

[Christmas music plays]

[train whistle blows]

[cheering]

[theme music plays]

Hmm.

Very interesting.

There is a definite correlation

between the construction of a Gingerbread Man

and an Atomic reaction, albeit a far fetched one,

but an undeniable similarity just the same.

I'll have to remember that the next time

I'm splitting an atom.

Now I think I'll study up on the chemical make-up

of sugarplums.

Thank goodness for my automatic book finder.

I just enter the name of the book I am looking for here

and off we go!

[beeping]

Ah, here it is.

[bell rings]

[alarm blaring]

Whoa-oa!

Hold on!

I'll be right there!

Whoa!

Whoo! Whoa!

[bell rings]

[screams]

Ah! Oh!

Ah! Oh!

Oh! Ah! Oh!

Whoa!

Oh, dear!

Not good.

[yells]

Huh? Gravity

by Sir Isaac Newton.

How strangely appropriate.

[knocks loudly]

I have to stick to lighter reading.

Hold your retro rockets, I'm coming.

I wonder who that could be?

[chattering teeth]

Hi, Poinzy, Merry Christ--

Why, Mr. Felix.

[chattering teeth]

What are you doing outside on a day like today?

Stand still.

[mumbling]

I can't understand you, Mr. Felix.

-Let's go inside. -[glass shatters]

I'll put you somewhere to thaw out.

[hair dryers blowing]

Boy, that was a chilling experience.

Gee, Poinzy, nice tree.

You know, I thought I was gonna become a cat-sicle standing out there.

Brr.

I have just the thing to cheer you up.

Merry Christmas, for you.

Gee, [chuckling] I love presents!

I love to rip the wrapping off,

I-- Huh?

"Sodium Phosphate, Potassium Nitrate

And Other Fun Chemicals."

Uh, hmm?

Thanks, Poinzy, just what I always wanted.

I'm glad you like it.

It's been one of my favorite bedtime readings

since I was a mere infant.

[book crashing]

[whistling]

[barking]

My magic bag!

And here's a present for you, Poindexter.

-[laughs] -Really?

For me?

[laughs]

Huh? Gee, a snowball.

Very thoughtful of you, Mr. Felix.

[laughs]

[dramatic music plays]

[Felix] You'll never hit me with that snowball

as long as I stay here. [chuckles]

Hmm?

[mumbling]

[laughs]

Yes, I get it.

What's he up to?

[laughs]

[chuckles]

Science at work.

Huh?

[thud]

Hey!

Gotcha, Mr. Felix.

[laughs]

Whew.

You sure did, Poinzy.

That was good.

I'm glad you have a good sense of humor, Mr. Felix.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Here's the real present I brought you. Hee-hee.

Oh, my! Red glasses.

Very trendy.

They're packed with a P, Mr. Felix.

I hope I don't make a, uh, spectacle out of

myself wearing them..

[both laugh]

Funny, Poinzy,

but leave the jokes to me.

Rock, to quote Scrooge, one of my favorite heroes

of all time,

"Bah humbug!"

Look at all those foolish people frolicking around

in the snow.

Shopping, singing, holiday cheer, blah!

Gee, that doesn't sound that bad, Professor.

Huh?

Weren't you listening to me, you baffoon?

No, I mean... yeah!

-[gulping] -[munching]

[burping]

Oops, um,

'scuse me.

[laughing]

I totally agree, Professor.

Phew!

Ever since I was a child,

I have despised this time of year.

While the other children were getting silly toys

and goodies, I was busy perfecting

my fiendish plans.

All that hard work

gave me fortuitive-ness

and stick-to-it-tive-ness,

and made me into the lovable,

but slightly deranged professor that I am today.

[piano plays]

It's not easy being mean

A special gift for being clever

A talent I do well

Since I've been doing it forever

It's not easy being mean

I've ice water in my veins

You might like those sunny days

I'm happy when it rains

[evil laughing]

He's as slimey as a snake

A cranky crocodile

He's got an evil laugh

And a crooked little smile

Insane

As crazy as the moon

Beware

Take care

Or he'll send you to the moon

[evil laughing]

It's not easy being mean

So mischievous and bright

I make things in my lab

That can give you such a fright

It's not easy being mean

A mad scientist if you will

- Making other people shriek -[screaming]

Gives me such a thrill

[chuckles]

He's conniving and a sneak

His word is never good

He'd sell the Brooklyn Bridge

If he ever thought he could

He's mad

It's sad

He's shady as a fox

[all] Beware

Take care

He'll steal your

shoes and socks

Ooh

[evil laughing]

[man] Get outta here!

You're [indistinct]... professor!

-[indistinct chatter] -[thunder rumbling]

[owl hoots]

[thunder rumbles]

It's not easy being mean

So mischievous and bright

I make things in my lab

That can give you such a fright

It's not easy being mean

A special gift for being clever

A talent I do well

And I'll be doing it forever

[evil laughs]

[thunder rumbles]

Where was I? Oh, yes.

And to show you that I haven't completely forgotten

about all those years of watching the other children play in the snow,

I have decided to give them a present of my own.

Snow, lots of snow!

So much snow that they'll have to cancel Christmas!

[evil laughing]

Uh, yeah.

Great idea.

Uh, nice present.

Rock, I have been following the weather patterns

for the last month,

and everything is perfect to engage my

Hyper-Horrible snow-making machine.

The first ever made. Isn't she beautiful?

Not only will this machine bring the world to its knees,

but I can also get the latest hockey scores.

Drats, my favorite team just lost six to naught.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yes.

I merely load it with my secret...

Freeze Chemic formula...

[whooshing]

...press the correct sequence and... and--

[stalling]

Why isn't this blasted machine working?

Huh?

Uh-oh.

Does it work now, Professor?

Yes, I figured it out, Rock.

-[engine starts] -Don't you wish you had

my superior intellect?

Go, baby, go! Cover them all with snow!

[wind howling]

[Professor laughs]

This is a beautiful moment, Rock.

I could just... Kvell.

[evil laugh]

[Poindexter] This is the nicest tree I've ever had.

Yeah, I think you're right, Poinzy.

I have something to show you, Mr. Felix.

Look!

My very first Christmas ornament.

I constructed this while still in nursery school.

Watch this.

[upbeat electronic music plays]

[Felix] Ha-ha!

Now that's an ornament!

[reporter] This is Hal Broker.

We interrupt this program for a special bulletin.

The snow continues to fall with no end in sight.

Let's cut to Steve Slalom, our man on the street.

Steve? Steve?

Hey, Steve!

Uh, uh, yes, Hal. Sorry I couldn't hear you

due to a severe case

of frozen ear syndrome.

As you can see,

it's snowing all around the world!

Many are calling this the worst

snow storm of the century!

People are making do the best they can.

[store worker] On sale today, ice!

Fifty cents a bag!

Ugh, it's too much snow, no?

Back to you, Hal.

My mic is frozen to my lip.

[mumbles]

Thanks, Steve.

Well, as you can see, by the weather map,

it's still snowing.

Since this is Christmas Eve,

and there is only one day left before Christmas,

the big question is,

"Will Santa be able to fly in these conditions?"

Kids everywhere are waiting to see just how Santa

will make it through all of this.

Frisly, snow is falling faster that we can shovel it.

You better tell Santa.

Hmm.

He ain't going to like this.

[Hal Roker] Stay tuned to this channel

for weather updates.

We have to get to the North Pole

to help Santa, pronto!

[Christmas tune plays]

Santa will be coming riding in his sleigh

Filled with lots of goodies he's got to give away

Up on the rooftop

His reindeer know the way

It's Christmas time of year

Filled with goodwill and with cheer

It's Christmas time of year

Get ready

It's almost here

Wa-hoo, bop bop

Wa-hoo

There will be presents by the tree all wrapped up in a bow

Wa-hoo, bop bop

Giving is receiving, let the good times roll

Wa-hoo, bop bop

It's going to be fun, fun, fun

In case you didn't know

[Dance of The Suger Plum Fairy playing]

[applause]

[rock music plays]

It's Christmas time of year

Filled with goodwill and with cheer

It's Christmas time of year

Get ready

It's almost here

What would Christmas be

Without Santa Claus?

[record scratch]

I agree, Mr. Felix,

and I have the perfect vehicle to take us there.

Come on, I'll show you.

[dramatic spy music]

This is my secret laboratory.

It will take a moment or two

to implement my advanced security system.

[bats squealing]

[screams]

Yeesh!

After you.

There's nothing to be afraid of.

These are my turbo-tubes slide-a-majigs.

Let's go!

Wee-eee!

Gee, I don't know about this.

It's dark down there--

[screams]

Ow!

Oh! Ee!

My turbo-tubes are quite efficient, aren't they?

Ow! Ooh! Ow!

[crash]

Mr. Felix?

[groaning]

[mumbles] Get me out of here.

[straining]

-Get this off of... me. -[glass shatters]

Now I know what a goldfish feels like.

Are you all right, Mr. Felix?

Yeah, but watch that first step,

it's a doozy.

[scanner hums]

No broken bones or soft tissue damage.

You appear to be in A-1 condition

with all nine lives intact.

Great, but where's my magic bag?

[whistles]

Come on, I would like to show you something.

Okay, as long as it's not another turbo-tube.

This hasn't been tested yet,

but I'm confident that it should get us

to the North Pole in no time.

Presenting...

[machine whirs]

Oh, dear!

Gosh, this remote is not lifting the veil.

I don't know what to do, I--

Allow me.

[dramatic triumphant music]

There she is, Mr. Felix.

Wow, nice.

What is it?

It's my little off-road fun mobile.

Hmm. Off-road?

It looks more like off-Earth.

Come on, there's no time to waste,

we have to head for the North Pole.

Santa needs us.

Hey, Poinzy, I want to get in.

[Felix screams]

I don't have my seatbelt on!

You're gonna get a ticket!

[screams]

[laughs]

It handles better than I thought it would.

Poindexter!

[indistinct chatter]

Hawaii is reporting ten feet of snow.

Avalanche in Argentina.

New Jersey-- Well, oh,

just another typical Jersey winter.

[door beeps]

[elves mutter]

Well, Frisly, what's the damage?

It ain't good, Santa.

By our calculations, we are now under 999 billion

mega-ton-trons of snow.

And, even if we could get out,

the rest of the world is reporting

very dangerous traveling conditions.

[slurps]

In other words, boss,

[slurps] it don't look good.

Yeah, they can't even get out to salt the roads

Or pepper them either.

[drum sting]

What?

[solemn music plays]

But what about the children?

If this driving snow keeps up,

the reindeer won't be able to see,

and I won't be able to deliver their Christmas presents.

[wind howling]

Everything will work out, Papa.

It always does.

I hope you're right, Mamma.

I hope you're right.

Oh, but it would take a miracle to get off the ground in this weather.

[Felix] It's a miracle that we got off the ground in this weather.

Where's the heat in this thing, Poindexter?

You're not getting cold feet on me,

are you, Mr. Felix?

Uh, Poinzy, like I said before, leave the jokes to me.

Ah!

[beeps]

[screams]

Nice heater.

Hmm?

I'll have to readjust that when we get back.

We should be at the North Pole shortly.

By the way, nice hair, Mr. Felix.

[laughs]

Whoa!

Look out!

Oops!

It appears our arrival may be delayed somewhat.

Poinzy, what do you mean?

And why did we almost get hit by a shooting star?

-[machine beeping] -Well, I guess we're

at a higher altitude than we really need to be.

Gee, you think?

According to my calculations, we need to do a slight realignment

to the directional gyros.

I've never really tested it before now,

but stand by.

Ten, nine,

-eight-- -Hey, uh,

Santa doesn't have all day, Poindexter.

[Poindexter] Oh well, then, here goes.

-Fire thrusters! -[machine beeps]

[thrusters roar]

[Poindexter screams] Hold on!

[both exclaiming]

[dramatic music plays]

This is even better than I thought,

people are miserable!

They can't shop.

-They can't drive. -[horn honking]

They can't even ski.

They've never seen so much snow,

and for sure,

Santa will never get through this cataclysmic episode

of barometric calamity!

[evil laugh]

Rock, Rock, where are you?

Where is he when I need him? The oaf!

Rock, Rock!

What are you doing out there, making snow angels?

Get back in here to work.

The snow blower needs to be stoked

with more of my secret freeze pellets.

Look at him!

Oh, the humiliation.

Hmm?

Perhaps Rock is onto something.

This could be a perfect opportunity to go outside

and wander through the streets

to witness my handiwork.

Come on, Rock,

I need your brawn

before your brain freezes in the snow.

Huh?

Now, mush!

Uh, what's my motivation?

Hmm?

This should do the trick.

[sniffs]

Pastrami on rye?

Now you're talking.

That's it, boy.

Straight, Rock!

Come on, Rock, get the sandwich!

Get the sandwich!

[Rock] Ow! My head.

[Professor] All right, stop.

Far enough!

-Shh! -[baby whimpers]

Let's look inside.

Awe, ain't that nice?

Shh. Shh.

Look and listen.

[baby cooing]

[reporter] And now the latest on the street report

from Steve Slalom.

Steve?

Steve?

Steve?

Steve!

[shivering] Okay, Hal.

Steve Slalom here

and I gotta tell ya,

it's still snowing!

There doesn't seem to be any stopping in sight.

Snow, snow and more snow!

And still snow-word

from Santa Claus.

Hey! Where's my car?

Don't worry, kids,

Santa will find a way.

Huh?

[sighs]

Soon the whole world will be miserable!

Just like I was when I was a child.

[sniffing]

Mmm. Ham!

[sizzles]

Mmm.

Wha--?

Hey!

[groans]

Huh?

[groans]

Hmm?

[exclaims]

[groans]

What's the matter with you?

Let go! Let go!

No time to play around.

We have to get back to laboratory!

I'm not playing.

Hold still.

This will hurt you more than it will hurt me.

[Rock] I know it will.

[both] Huh?

It's Santa!

Hurray!

-[drilling] -Hold still, I say!

Ah, yes, the tongs!

[Rock] Not the tongs!

[grunting]

[both] Santa!

Huh?

[groans]

Ah! Mommy!

Just a little...

...more!

[straining]

Ah!

-[crash] -[both grunting]

Ow! Whoa!

Ah! Ow! Ow!

Look out below!

Killer squirrels!

Let go of me!

Ouch! Hey!

Ow!

-[bird screeches] -Birds!

No! [indistinct] Yeeow!

Whew!

[panting]

That was close.

I wonder where the Professor is?

-[Professor] Look out! -Huh?

Gang way!

[screaming]

Oy vey!

[screaming]

I think I'm okay.

-[ice cracking] -Then again maybe not!

Ah!

[gurgles] Help!

It did say, "No swimming", Professor.

[Professor mumbles]

We are back on course.

That's more like it.

For a while, I thought we were going

to have to spend Christmas on the moon.

Speaking of the moon, do you see what I see?

[Poindexter] It appears that we have picked up

a lunar hitchhiker.

[moon jabbers]

Do you suppose that was...

The man in the moon?

-Nah. -[both laugh]

I guess things will be smoother sailing

from here on to the North Pole.

Right, Poindexter?

Well, uh, not exactly.

[rumbling]

-[alarm blaring] -It appears that we are heading

into an unavoidable electrical storm.

What?

[computer] Fasten seatbelts.

An electrical storm. What next?

[computer] Don't ask if you really don't want to know the answer, Cat.

I am unable to control

the pitch and roll of our vehicle.

I'm afraid we will have to make a crash landing.

Hmm. Crash landing?

I don't like anything with the word "crash" in it.

I have a better idea.

What are you doing, Mr. Felix?

Hang on.

Okay, magic bag, do your stuff!

[Professor] A hang glider!

How ingenious!

[Felix] That looks like a good place to land.

-Nice landing. -Thanks!

I can always count on my magic bag.

Where do you think we are, Poinzy?

I don't know, Mr. Felix,

but it sure is cold as an atom's proton.

I better insulate myself.

[beeps]

Ah, that's better.

Not bad, but not my style.

Okay, magic bag, voila!

Hmm?

-Nice material. -[plane buzzes]

Well, there it goes.

Two whole hours of work building that machine,

down the drain.

I want to go home.

Don't worry, Poinzy.

Let's just head that way, towards the Northern Lights.

My instincts tell me that will lead us to Santa.

Call it, cat's intuition.

[wind howling]

[shivers] C-c-c-cold!

Hmm? What are they?

I don't know but they're popping up everywhere.

[popping]

I don't like the looks of this.

We better run for it, Poinzy.

They're gaining on us!

Faster, Poindexter!

Unfortunately I am already running at my maximum speed!

[screams]

Look, a tree! Maybe we can climb it.

Or maybe not.

Oh, this is quite distressing.

Stand back, Poinzy.

Going up.

[classical music plays]

Hmm. Catchy tune.

This is our stop.

Now what?

Looks like we're up a tree without a paddle.

Yes, and it appears we are surrounded.

What do we do, Mr. Felix?

I'm thinking, Poindexter.

I'm thinking.

[upbeat music plays]

Here comes the boss.

Well everyone, I'm sure you're all aware of the weather situation.

It's really quite distressing,

and I must confess, it looks rather bleak.

I also know that if anyone can get through this...

[all] We can!

Ho, ho, ho.

That's right, my hard working elves.

And we've never canceled Christmas yet,

although there's a first time for everything.

I heard that, Santa.

[sighs]

All right, as you were, everybody.

All right.

[slurps]

Back to work, everybody.

[alarm blares]

[bell rings]

[upbeat music plays]

[Mrs. Claus] Now don't get upset, Papa.

Remember your blood pressure.

My dear, how can I not be upset?

The world is covered in so much snow

and the storm doesn't appear to be letting up.

We can't even get the sleigh out.

Now how can I tell all those kids

that Christmas won't be here this year?

Oh my, and they were so good this year, too.

Why do I always have to get the shoveling job?

Yeah! We better get a raise after this Christmas.

I don't know about you, chaps,

but I don't see how we'll ever get

out of this pickle.

Uh, spot of tea, anyone?

I have to admit it, Mamma, I don't know what else to do.

We sure could use some help.

Boy, we sure could use some help.

Look.

The snowballs are changing.

[bling]

Hey, what are you guys running for?

Why are you up that tree?

We just wanted to introduce our selves and say hi.

We're Snow Kids!

[chuckles] I heard of snowmen,

but Snow Kids?

I hope they're as friendly as they seem.

I'll check.

[beeping]

The reading from my personalimeter

indicates that they are quite hospitable.

Huh?

They're friendly, Mr. Felix.

Let's not give them a cool reception.

[drum snare]

Poindexter, again, leave the comedy to me.

Hey!

Watch it!

What are you trying to do?

Hasn't anyone ever taught you manners?

Oh, sorry. Actually, on the contrary,

throwing snowballs is good manners.

You see, that's a Snow Kid's custom

for welcoming people to our village.

It's a sign of respect.

I'd hate to see what you do if you don't respect someone.

Anyway, I'm glad we got the local customs out of the way.

I'm Felix the Cat,

and this is my friend, Poindexter.

My name is Chilly, and this is Icy,

and that's Sleet, and Snowflake.

And what's your name?

[indistinct]

Uh, can you run that past me again?

Oh. [laughs]

That's Zaza, Felix.

She's a little on the shy side,

but she'll thaw out eventually.

[everyone laughs]

Uh, I hate to interrupt this repartee,

but you said village?

I don't see a village anywhere.

Well, that's because you're not looking carefully enough.

Try to look between the snowflakes, there.

[Poindexter] I see it!

[Felix] Me too, Poinzy.

Where's our manners, everyone?

Let's invite our new friends in for a snow cone.

Yeah, right!

Come on, [laughs] let's go!

If you follow the snowflakes

And look in-between

You'll see where we live

Is like a snowy dream

If we follow the snowflakes

We'll be home really fast

And munch a bunch of snow cones

And have some fun at last

It's a hap-hap-happy day

Snowflakes, snowflakes

When we make friends this way

It's a hap-hap-happy

Happy day

And we'd love for you to stay

Yeah we'd love

for you to stay

If you follow the snowflakes

Snowflakes, snowflakes

[Chilly] We're just in time for the snowboard contest, look.

[rock music plays]

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool

[rhythmic drums play]

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool!

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool!

[rock music continues]

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool

Yay!

Ooh!

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool

Snow Kids rock

Snow Kids rule

Snow Kids are cool

[cheering]

[announcer] And the winner of the snow board contest...

is Felix the Cat!

And that's why we're here.

We came to help save Santa

so that he can deliver presents to kids all over the world.

Gee, that's a great idea, Felix.

Yeah, right.

We'll help you and Santa any way we can, Felix.

-[cheering] -Yeah!

Uh, wait, Felix, there is one small problem.

What's that, Chilly?

The only way to get to the North Pole from here

is through the Ice Forest.

Why is that a problem, Chilly?

[all] Because it's haunted!

[gasps]

Uh, H-Haunted Ice Forest?

That does not sound like a very good plan to me.

Sorry, it's the only way.

It's that way.

Well, let's go. Righty-O.

[Felix] "Haunted ice Forest, A half a mile."

"Not to late to turn back!"

[eerie music plays]

[Felix] "Haunted ice Forest.

Enter at your own risk!

'Cause you're crazy if you do!"

[thunder rumbles]

Well, this is it.

Is everybody ready?

-Sleet? -Ready!

Chilly?

Set!

Icy?

You bet!

Snowflake?

Okay, and so is Zaza.

Poindexter?

[yells] Poindexter!

Oh, all right.

But it is against my better judgment.

Let's rock!

[wolf howls]

[distant voices]

[cackles]

[moans]

[hoots]

Actually this isn't that bad.

I thought it would be much worse.

[speaking indistinctly]

[screams]

Don't be scared, Zaza,

it's only your reflection.

[rumbles]

[heavy footsteps stomping]

[distant growl]

What was that?

I have an uneasy feeling

that the Snow Kids

didn't tell us everything about the Ice Forest

that they could have, Mr. Felix.

If there's anything you'd like to tell us, Sleet,

now would be a good time.

Do you know what that was?

Oh, that's just the uh...

[coughs]

Snow monster. [coughs]

The what?

I think he said, Snow monster!

[growls]

[roars]

Let's slide!

Huh?

[growls]

[all scream]

[grunts]

[all] Whew!

[panting]

-[roars] -[all scream]

[Poindexter] Over there!

Looks like the way out!

Dead end.

Oh, no! Trapped!

What do we do know?

Don't worry,

this is were my magic bag comes in handy.

[all] Wow!

Ooh! Cool!

Magic bag toboggan.

[growls] Huh?

Come on, everybody, hop on and hold tight.

[heavy foot steps approach]

There ain't a monster I know who can catch my magic bag toboggan.

Here we go!

[roars]

[Felix] Yippy!

[all] Wee!

[Felix] Everybody, lean forward!

[Snow Kid] Wee!

Yeah!

[squawking]

[cheering]

[growls]

[screams]

Huh?

[whimpers]

Bye-bye.

[screams]

[sports-themed music plays]

[whistle blows]

[all exclaim]

[Chilly] Where's the brakes?

Look out!

Here we come!

-[distant screams] -Huh?

What-- What's all that commotion out there?

[Felix] Yeow!

[crashes]

[groans]

Look, gang! It's him! It's Santa!

Why, it's Felix the Cat. And Poindexter!

And Icy, Chilly, Sleet, Snowflake and...

Ho ho ho. Zaza.

[all] Wow!

He really does know everybody's names.

What are you doing here?

Well, it's a long story, Mr. Claus.

But my friends and I are here to save you.

You're here to save me? Ho ho ho.

It looks like you're the ones who need saving.

[whistles]

There you go. Now come inside and get warm.

And please call me Santa.

By the way, Felix, that's some bag you have there.

It would make a wonderful toy.

Sorry, Santa, but my magic bag is a one-of-a-kind.

[all laugh]

All right then, let's all go inside.

Welcome to my home.

[all] Wow!

[Felix] Gee, everything a kid could ever dream of.

[Poindexter] A state of the art play center.

Yep, we've got all the latest games.

Our elves test every game personally.

A little too much sometimes.

And over there we have our very own sports complex.

As you can see, the younger elves

are very contentious about testing the equipment.

Especially the skateboards.

And this is our toy assembly line.

The biggest and best in the world.

Toys, toys, toys

For all the girls and boys

Toys will fill their hearts with joy

We make them right We make them right

We make them fast We make them fast

We make them strong We make them strong

So they will last So they will last

A dolly here A dolly here

A robot there

Roller blades

Ten million pair

Toys, toys, toys

For all the girls and boys

Toys will fill their hearts with joy

Toys, toys, toys

Familiar and the next

Toys, don't know which one is best

[whirring]

Of course once the toys are finished,

we have to get them to the children.

[beeps]

[beeping rapidly]

Which brings us to our weather navigation control room.

[Poindexter] Amazing!

Directions on how to get to the home

of every kid in the world!

Very cool!

[laughs] Yes.

And from here we can also survey the weather

from every part of the world.

And I'm sure you're all aware of the weather problems

we face this Christmas.

I've never seen a storm like this in all my days.

That's why we're here, Santa,

to try to help you figure out how to get out of this mess.

Well, Felix, we sure could use some help around here

but I don't see how you can.

Take a look at the information

coming back from our satellites circling the Earth.

We launched the SWS...

...uh, Santa Weather Satellite, in 1957.

It's been very reliable ever since.

So as you can see, the weather situation looks hopeless.

Here's the information you asked for, Santa.

The weather is building up but we still can't figure out why

or where the storm center is originating from.

If we knew that, maybe we could do something about it.

Hmm. Santa, do you mind if I mix some modifications

to your weather forecasting apparatus?

Well, I guess not.

If you think it'll help.

Don't worry, Santa,

Poindexter was born with a laptop in his hand.

[computer] You have email.

[Felix] Poindexter!

[Poindexter] Oh, all right.

Loading...

Locating...

[Poindexter] With some basic trigonometric equations, Santa,

I have reprogrammed your system

to locate the source of these disastrous weather conditions.

Of course, your computer is much slower

than the one I have at home,

but it should function adequately for our purposes.

It's getting closer.

Closer.

Closer.

Still closer.

Almost there, Santa.

[keys clacking]

Closer.

Huh?

The Professor! I should've known.

I'd hate to admit it

but you're right, Mr. Felix.

It appears my Uncle is up to no good again.

Santa, I think we solved the problem.

Listen...

[Felix continues speaking indistinctly]

Rock, my boy, in a very short time,

Christmas will be over,

and no one will have gotten any presents from Santa Claus.

[whirring]

Huh?

Whoa!

You numbskull!

Oops.

They should really label those automatic hammocks better.

Don't you think, Professor?

[Professor mumbling]

Well, Felix, let's see what that magic bag of yours can really do.

Okay, Santa. Here goes!

[upbeat music plays]

This ought to do the trick.

I'll take that, Felix.

[blows]

[cheering]

Thanks! You guys can take it from here.

[motors running]

Good work, Felix.

We got the sleigh out and the runway clear.

But that still doesn't solve the problem

with my reindeer not being able to see in this blinding snow.

I've taken care of that problem, Santa.

My little laser refracting night vision bifocals.

And they look so cute, too.

Simply smashing.

I say that.

Well, this is it.

Looks like the kids might get their toys after all.

[all cheering]

Come on, Snow Kids, hop in.

You're in for the ride of your lives.

[Elf] Control tower to Santa.

You're cleared for takeoff, Santa.

Taxi to runway one.

Okay. Good to go.

Hold on, everyone. This is it.

Now, Dasher, now, Dancer. Now, Prancer and Vixen.

On, Comet, on Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen!

Thanks, everybody!

We couldn't have done it without you.

-[all cheering] -Bye, Felix!

Well, we're off.

But I don't know how long I can fly this sleigh in this weather.

We should be able to rectify that problem shortly.

The professor's lab is right down there, Santa.

[Santa] Take her down, Donner.

Easy, Cupid.

That's it.

I say, that was a jolly good landing, Guv.

This is good, Santa.

We'll take it from here.

Ready, Poindexter?

Ready!

[Santa] Good luck.

Up and away, Blitzen.

Steady as she goes, Prancer.

What's the password?

[sniffs]

[licks lips]

Yum! Steak!

[slurps]

[burps]

There he is!

All right, Professor, the jig is up.

-Huh? -Yes, Uncle.

Santa made it through, despite your icy endeavors.

Felix? Poindexter?

But who gave you my secret password?

How did you get in?

What's this world coming to

when a mad scientist can't even have a secret password

to his laboratory?

That imbecile, Rock Bottom!

Yummy.

Oh, I should have known.

Never send a Rock Bottom

to do the work of a master cylinder.

Uncle, it does not seem logical

to waste your formidable brainpower

on such negative activities.

I do not understand.

Understand?

No one can understand the torment I went through

every year at this time, all through my childhood,

until this very day.

Even as a child I was misunderstood.

No one ever appreciated my genius.

I was never included in any Christmas festivities.

Did the other kids let me play with them in the snow?

No!

Did they ever ask me to go to Christmas caroling?

No!

Did I ever get toys for Christmas? No!

So, I was a little mischievous.

Does that mean I couldn't get a bicycle?

A wagon?

A puppy?

All I got was...

Coal!

[laughs]

But the joke was on them

when I discovered how to turn it into...

-Diamonds? -No, cubic zirconium.

-But that's another story. -[cat squeals]

Now I have succeeded in making everyone else

as miserable as I've been all these years,

with my own little brand of festive frivolity.

The last laugh is on you, Professor.

I'm going to put a stop

to this holiday high jinks right now.

[Professor] Oh, really?

Yes, really.

Just watch me!

This will put a cork in it.

Ah!

A perfect fit!

Whew!

[rumbles]

Uh-oh!

-[alarm blares] -What's happening to my machine?

What have you done to it?

I don't know, but I think it's going to blow.

I suggest we vacate the premises immediately, Uncle.

Never!

Felix has ruined everything again!

Oh nuts!

[beeping]

[dramatic music plays]

Not again!

Ah!

Yeow!

I hope they'll be all right.

Don't worry, they're just going to put them

on ice for a little while.

Despite my uncle's quest for world domination,

he's really not all that bad.

Uh, yeah, right.

[siren blares]

Look, Professor, we're getting a ride.

Not bad.

[mumbles]

[reporter] Hal Broker here.

Well, it finally stopped snowing all over the world.

Things are back to normal.

Kids everywhere are playing with their new toys

thanks to Santa.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Back to you, Steve.

Steve? Hey, Steve!

[groaning angrily]

Well done, Felix, Poindexter.

As soon as the snow stopped,

we were able to find the rooftops all over the world.

And so it was a merry Christmas after all, my friends.

And it's all thanks to you.

And for you, Felix and Poindexter,

a small token of thanks

from all the children of the world.

Ho, ho, ho.

Great job, Felix.

I hope I see you guys again real soon.

Geez, Zaza, you can talk!

[laughs] She sure can,

she's been talking nonstop all the way from the North Pole.

-Bye, Poindexter. -Bye, Felix!

-[Santa laughing merrily] -Merry Christmas!

Bye, Snow Kids.

Merry Christmas!

[Santa] Ho, ho, ho!

Are you ready?

Wow! Look!

Remarkable.

[children laughing]

[meows]

[laughing]

[children laughing]

[harp music plays]

[Felix] Well, Poindexter,

I guess when all is said and done

we've learned the real meaning of Christmas.

It's about joy, peace, and happiness.

Quite so, Mr. Felix, quite so.

After all that's happened, I almost forgot.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

[both laughing]

Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut, hut.

Why me? I'm going to develop an inferiority complex

if this keeps up! [grumbling]

The food here is really cool, professor.

[gulping]

Dolt. Numbskull. Miscreant. Dufus.

Neanderthal. Snow brain.

Dinger brain. Airhead.

Nincompoop. Lame brain.

Ice for brains!

Huh, what's this?

A present for me?

Maybe I am a good boy after all. [sobs]

But who?

[Santa] Merry Christmas, everyone!

And I mean, everyone!

-Righty, ho, ho, ho. - Felix the Cat

-[laughing] - The wonderful, wonderful cat

Whenever he gets in a fix

He reaches into his bag of tricks

Felix the Cat

The wonderful,

wonderful cat

You'll laugh so hard your sides will ache

Your heart will go pitter-pat

Watching Felix

The wonderful cat

[rock music plays]

Hallelujah

Christmas time is here

Hallelujah

We offer you this cheer

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle in the air

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Ringing everywhere

The spirit of the season

Is spreading here and there

Let's all sing along

Ooh, aah

Hallelujah

Sing the Christmas cheer

Oh

Hallelujah

It's a joyous time

A joyous time of year

Hallelujah

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle in the air

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Ringing everywhere

The spirit of the season

Is spreading here and there

Let's all sing along

Ooh, ah

La la la la

La la la la la la

La la la la

Ooh ooh

Ooh ooh ooh

Ooh ooh...

[children giggling]

[child] 'Twas the night before Christmas

when all through the house,

not a creature was stirring,

not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care

in hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.

The children were nestled all snug in their beds

while visions of sugar plums

danced in their heads.

And mama in her kerchief

and daddy in his cap

had just settled down for a long winter's nap."

[child giggling]

Hallelujah

Christmas time is here

Oh!

Hallelujah

We offer you

We offer you this cheer

Oooh

Hallelujah

Christmas time is here

Ooh

Hallelujah

We offer you this cheer

Oh, oh, oh

- Hallelujah - Hallelujah

We offer you this cheer

Oh, oh