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NARRATOR: Ahh, Christmas...
That time of year when children are at their absolute worst.
You see, kids have figured out that they'll get
whatever they want whether they're bad or good.
So they all became spoiled turds.
Hey, I want that.
It's too expensive.
(whining): But it's Christmas.
I get whatever I want!
If you're a good boy.
Steven Anita!
No, I'm a bad boy.
I get what I want.
What's gotten into this boy? He's insane.
He's a mystery to me.
I'm the one they call a mystery
"They"?
I'm the one they call insane
Ain't no other way I'm meant to be
I want this and gimme that
Are we to blame? Oh, no
If I told you once, I told you twice
I'd never be a saint
Daddy, no
Mommy, no
Ain't no saint
Bad
Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
We want it, we want it
And you're paying for it
I'm no good
So bring me toys
I want it, I want it
Don't appreciate it
I know what's coming and I see the way
He gets whatever he wants
Ain't no other way to go!
Don't you ever tell him no
And when I want it, you buy it for me
We've got you in our aim
So pony up the dough
(groans) Steve, you're the worst.
You want the worst?
Well, you gonna see the worst
'Cause I'm the best, the best at bein' the worst!
FRANCINE: Stop!
I have heard enough of this song and dance.
You're just lucky I don't beat you like my dad did to me.
In fact, let's pay a visit to my dad
so you can see what happens to naughty boys when they grow up.
Dad, tell him how much jail sucks.
Tell him about the beatings, the rapes,
the overly washed Egyptian cotton bath towels.
Tell him so he'll stop being bad.
Steve, just be happy you're bad now
and not when I was boy.
Back then, Krampus would have come for you.
Krampus?
Yes, Krampus.
The demon of Christmas.
When I was a boy in Southern Bavaria,
in lower Berchtesgaden,
Santa would ride with Krampus.
Santa would give gifts to the good kids
and Krampus would punish the naughty ones.
Scare you with his rusty chains.
Slap your bottom with his birch branches.
And if you were really bad,
he'd throw you in his almost child-sized sack
and shake you good!
Oh, that's Krampus for you.
Yeah, sounds like a load of bull jizzle.
I've never heard of Krampus.
That's because your gramps trapped the demon, he did.
On Christmas Eve,
I snuck out of bed to get more of Mother's strudel
even though she told me I couldn't have any more.
I didn't care.
I wanted more.
When I got there,
I saw that Krampus had beat me to it.
He was neck-deep in Mutter's strudel.
So I trapped him in that copper pot.
Copper-potted him good.
And that's why you and all the other baddies
never get a visit from Krampus on Christmas Eve.
That's nonsense.
See for yourself.
That copper pot is with my stuff in your basement.
Okay, okay, I'm bored.
Let's go.
Krampus is real.
Real I say!
The copper pot's in your basement.
It's right there
with my old Rossignol skis!
They're super-long and super-fast!
Check your basement, Stan!
So, Hayley, have you decided
what to get the family for Christmas?
(sighs) No, not yet.
It must be the perfect thing
For a family so loving
A gift that's from above
A gift that's full of love
It's the perfect thing, can't you see?
A tub of popcorns three
Caramel for Mom, salted for Dad,
And a hearty cheese for Steve
Roger, oh, Roger
I hate to be a bother
But I need some money for a gift
This gift, you see, is a tub of popcorns three
Wha-Wha-Wha... just stop, stop.
J-J-Just tell me what you want.
Wh-What's going on?
I need a job so I can get the family a Christmas gift.
The bar gets busy during the holidays.
Maybe you could use an extra hand.
You're too late, sister.
I already hired college kids from the water polo team.
I've got almost too many hands for jobs.
Here's the classifieds.
Ooh, the airport's hiring.
What's with this Speedo, Jeremy?
It's too baggy.
Is it a tandem Speedo for two men?
Eh, even this is too loose.
Mark, hop in here!
Did they get this on sale?
Was this the floor model?
Well, if it wasn't, it is now!
Smash!
(gasps) Steven!
By the power of Grayskull,
what do you think you're doing?
I am hiding these until Christmas.
Boy driving me insane.
Got me talking like Bernie Mac.
(hollow ringing)
(knock)
Krampus?
Jack?
No, Jack's my dad.
Let... me... out.
I can't. You're a demon.
I-It would be...
unwise.
Release... me.
STEVE: Hey, bitch!
Where's my Mickey Mouse towel?!
FRANCINE: I'm sorry!
I'll try harder!
Okay. If I let you out,
will you promise to scare my son and make him a good boy?
Yeah!
That's, like, exactly what I do, man.
(screeching)
Ow!
(shouts) (growls)
(shouts)
No!
Bring me Jack
if you ever want to see your son again!
Wait!
(screeching)
JACK: You did what?!
I released Krampus.
I just wanted him to scare Steve straight.
Sexual orientation is not a choice!
What?
Look, Krampus took Steve,
and he says he'll only give him back
if you take his place.
What do you say, Dad?
If I use my CIA connections to get you out of re,
will you switch with Steve?
I'm in.
Krampus probably took him to his castle in Bavaria.
I know where it is.
Give me the keys. I'll drive.
(cackles)
See you, sucker!
(tires screeching)
Yep.
Yeah. (chuckles)
Uh-huh. (chuckles)
Yep.
(grunting)
Get off me!
Let me go!
What are you doing?
Krampus is back.
He's been gone for, like,
50 years or something, you guys.
You can't do this!
I'm an American child!
I'm a treasure!
Well, you in Bavaria now.
(growls)
You need to be punished.
If you lay so much as one finger on me, I will per...
Who you talking to?
I'm Krampus, bitch!
I do whatever I please.
This is my expertise.
Round the world, it's all the same
Children freeze when they hear my name
Krampus, please don't beat me so
But do I listen? Sadly, no
80% of kids
End up turnin' into dirtbags
I just laugh
But, Steve, oh, Steve, you are the worst
Slap that butt with the branch of birch
Shake them chains till your ears go numb
See now just what you've become
Show you that life is pain
Not some silly stupid game
We do it my way
And because you haven't learned your lesson
You get the rod
You get the rod!
I swear to God, do not touch me!
You see, Steve, you don't know anything about pain.
Yes, I do!
Pain is having a girl named Sheila
walk out on you in the middle of downtown Baltimore
for some guy named Dennis,
who worked as a mechanic and made twice as much money as you.
Wha...? These are things
you know nothing about, boy,
but I'm here to show you.
Agh! Agh!
I'm gonna punish you
You ain't experienced all that I've been through
Sheila said the kid was mine
But it looked just like Dennis
That damn Dennis
And because you haven't learned your lesson
You get the rod (grunting)
You get the rod!
You'll stay here until I see Jack.
(sobbing)
Looks like you got some stuff going on.
Want to tell me what you did?
Want to tell me who you did?
(whispers): Was it a boy?
Krampus kidnapped Steve.
And the only one who knows where to find him is Jack.
And Jack took off.
Krampus?
Santa's evil sidekick?
Santa must know where he is.
Santa won't help me. Santa hates me.
I'm coming for you, Smiths!
Hyah!
(sighs)
Look, even if I wanted to ask for Santa's help,
how am I supposed to get to the North Pole?
Oh, boys!
Hyah!
STAN: Damn...
Santa's village is behind this wall.
Give me a boost.
Take my hand!
Stan!
(screaming)
(grunting)
Harder.
Way harder.
How dare you come to my house.
Krampus.
What about him?
He's been gone over 50 years.
No, Krampus is alive.
And he has my son.
Who cares about your son?
I can't go back to sharing Christmas
with that soul-singing goat.
Always nibbling on my list.
Please, I need your help.
I need to find Steve.
Okay.
I'll help you get your boy
if you help me kill Krampus.
Deal.
Come on, Roger.
Just a little longer.
I'm almost there.
(whimpering)
Aw. Tissue for your tears?
(yelps)
You don't have to be scared.
Here, refresh yourself with a cool drink of water.
See, everyone here is nice.
You guys seem okay.
But that Krampus is a real jerk.
Oh, that's not true! That's not the way.
(all babbling)
Krampus cares about you more than anyone.
He cares enough to punish you when you're bad.
That's cause he's a monster who enjoys terrorizing kids.
No, no, no, no, no, you got it all wrong.
Come on. We'll show you.
With a smack to the forehead
And a poke in the eye
I beaten a lot of children in my lifetime
Oh, yeah
But the truth in the matter is
I've been hurtin' inside, wish I could rewind
Yeah!
Oh
Ooh
When I'm breakin' their fingers
Lord, it's breakin' my heart
And every Christmas Eve, my soul is always torn apart
Hey, wait a second, dude
I feel as bad as you
I don't wanna live like this no more
I just wish I could start over new
Damn, I feel just like you do
Oh, I know that we've been bad
But we don't wanna be sad no more
Such a drag
'Cause I miss Mom and Dad
And I miss my baby Sheila
Sheila, why'd you leave?
You left me on my own
All out in the cold
A dollar to my name
In dirty-ass Baltimore
And next time I see you I'm gonna kill you
Oh, Sheila, I'm sorry, baby
I love you.
When you punished me, it hurt you
more than it hurt me, didn't it?
But I endure it because I care.
So, why do you want my grand-poppy-pop so bad?
He seems like a total lost cause.
Which is exactly why I need to apologize to him.
Apologize?
It's my fault he turned out bad.
I should have been beating his ass
instead of munching down on your great-grandma's strudel.
I failed him.
Shh.
No, no, no, no, no, don't.
Shush now, frowny horns.
Look, everyone makes mistakes.
The important thing is you're back.
And you're exactly what the world needs right now.
Ho ho ho!
Off we go to kill Krampus!
STAN: Wow, full moon tonight.
ROGER: Actually, once you get above the clouds,
it's always a full moon. STAN: Is that true?
ROGER: Is any of this?
Once we kill Krampus,
you'll be on my permanent good list, Stan.
You and Jesus.
But he's Jewish.
He is?!
Oh, what a surprise.
My flight to Jamaica's delayed.
And you people wonder why the world is all taking boats.
You can discuss any of your concerns
with our customer service rep, sir.
Oh, you are a special kind of bitch, Mary Anne.
Where the irie plane, mon? You trying to tell me
this flight is late, skank? Rude boy!
Hayley? You work here?
I need the money to buy the perfect gift for my family.
But why?
Because...
Family, say it
One, two, three
One, two, three
Family is the way for me
Oh, yeah
Way for me
Do it for the family
Family
We gonna make them happy
Oh, Lord
So happy
Family, it go one, two, three
Bada ding ding ding ding, whoa
But I don't get it.
Why do anything for your family?
Because family make you high
Here the reason why
They bada boom ba bing da ding
Ba bum whoa
Family, it go one, two, three
Bada ding ding ding ding whoa
Wait. I think I'm starting to get it.
You do it for your family because they go
Bada bada bing dong dun dun dun da dum bah
And you do it for the family
Because they bing baba boo bing do do
Family, it get you high
Now you know the reason why.
Change this flight to Bavaria.
I'm going to go save my grandson.
Krampus, I can't believe I was acting like such a jerk.
A real Stephen Hawking.
Thank you.
No. Thank you.
For reminding me how good it feels
to turn naughty kids into nice ones.
I hope you don't mind blueberry crepes for breakfast.
With homemade chocolate.
(toilet flushes)
(screams)
(gagging)
(gagging stops)
(gasps)
(screams)
Trashy!
(all screaming)
(screaming)
(yelping)
(screaming)
(screaming)
(grunts)
No! Stop!
What are you doing?
(Steve gasps)
(sobbing)
He was good!
(sobbing): He was good.
(weakly): Steven.
Looks like I'm big man on Krampus.
(gun fires, Steve screams)
Oh, gross!
It got in your mouth!
What are you doing? We had a deal.
Yeah, well, I'm Santa,
and maybe now even a dumbass like you
can figure out that I'm the bad guy.
That's what I was trying to tell you.
Krampus was good.
He cared about kids.
Santa just spoils them.
And I make a hell of a lot of money doing it.
Most of my portfolio is in toy stocks.
(laughing)
That's why you give toys to everyone,
whether they're naughty or nice.
The naughty kids buy the most toys.
Wait. What?
Kids don't buy toys.
You give toys away.
How does that make money?
Do not overthink this.
Just know that I am in bed with Big Toys
so I'm making money.
See you in hell, Stan.
(distorted, slow-motion): Rossignol!
(grunting)
(screams)
Oh, God.
I'm dying.
Every man for himself!
You came to help me.
I finally realized the importance of family.
And I wanted to tell you I'm proud of you, son.
You're a good guy.
Because of you.
Because you were so hard on me.
Maybe.
Maybe for people to turn out good,
they need a beating every now and then.
That's why the world needs Krampus.
Yes.
And that's why the world sucks so hard now.
Because I took Krampus away.
My... bad.
(all gasp)
(grunts)
You're... Krampus.
So I am.
I suppose this is how I'm to repay my debt to the world
for taking Krampus away all these years.
So, will you remain Krampus forever?
Like, all the time?
Who knows?
In the meantime, it's Christmas Eve,
and I've got a lot of bottoms to blister.
(Jack laughing)
You better be good, boys and girls,
or I'll beat you until blood's coming from your ears
and your eyes and your mouth.
Merry Christmas!
And from your ass.
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