Original subtitles

[Applause and cheering]

Man: We're going to do a Christmas tune for you now.

You got to trust me.

This one is just a little bit different.

It combines the Christmas colors

red, green...

and blues!

[Blues song playing]

♪ Frosty the Snowman ♪

♪ Was a jolly, happy soul ♪

♪ He was smokin' his pipe, baby ♪

♪ His two eyes were made of coal ♪

♪ And Frosty the Snowman ♪

♪ Is a fairy tale, they say ♪

♪ He was made of ice and snow ♪

♪ Then he came to life

one day ♪

♪ Frosty the Snowman ♪

♪ Was as bad as he could be ♪

♪ And the children say he could laugh and play ♪

♪ Just the same as you and me ♪

Here we go!

Yeah!

Whoo!

Hey, man, check it out.

It's the Jack Frost Band.

They're digging it. They're loving it.

We got to sign these guys.

♪ There must have been some magic ♪

♪ In the air that night ♪

♪ Or that old silk hat they found ♪

♪ For when they laid it upon his head ♪

♪ He began to hootchy-koo around ♪

♪ Frosty the Snowman ♪

♪ Is a fairy tale, they say ♪

♪ He was made of ice and snow ♪

♪ Till he came to life ♪

♪ One day ♪

Sweet Lou! Beat 'em, man!

Radio announcer: That was Medford's own Jack Frost Band,

best little band no one's ever heard of.

That was recorded live last night at Denver's music hall.

Don't ask us how we got the tape. They are due for a break.

More music coming your way

from the seventies and nineties.

No sixties, no eighties,

I promise.

Central Colorado's classic rock.

[School bell rings]

[Children shouting]

School's out!

No running! Feet are for walking!

Merry Christmas, everybody!

See you next year!

Merry Christmas, Miss Clark!

Hey, Charlie!

Hey.

Have a great vacation, Charlie.

Snowball fight!

Charlie! All right! The brain is here!

What's going on?

The seventh graders have us pinned down.

Now they've pulled out the heavy artillery.

Come on, man. How bad could it be?

...2, 3!

Unh!

Unh!

Yeah!

Whoo!

What was that?

Bull's-eye!

We tried to tell you!

Rory Buck.

Alexander!

Unh!

Girl: Charlie! Charlie! You got to help him!

Alexander: Natalie! Help!

[Sobbing]

Heh heh! Eat snow, you little wieners.

Yeah!

All right. Huddle up. Come on.

Remember what we learned in history class, right?

No.

Not really.

Uh-uh.

Ugh! If you want to stop an army,

stop the general.

You're gonna take on Rory Buck?

Trust me, Tuck. You draw their fire.

Yeah. OK.

Good luck, man!

Rory: Fire!

Oh!

Yeah!

Get him!

Hey! I dare you to hit me!

Ow! Ooh! Aah!

[Growl]

Load me up!

You all right?

No.

Come on! Give me your best shot!

You can do better than that, can't you?

Oh! OK. That was a good one.

Go, go, go! Run!

Wait!

Whoa!

Come on, Alexander!

What'd you do that for, butthead?

Look. That little twerp is getting away.

Run like the wind, Alexander!

Oh! Oh!

Are you OK?

I'll take care of this one myself.

Hold your fire!

Rory is pissed!

Well, well, well... little Charlie Frost.

Hanging with the second graders now?

Get off, Rory.

I got a present for you.

Boy: Nail him, Rory!

Good. I like presents.

Can you say brain freeze?

Oh!

Brain freeze.

Boy: Way to go, buddy!

All right, Charlie!

This isn't the end of it, Frost!

Whoa!

[Laughter]

Oh, yeah! Way to go!

Shut up!

Hey, you OK?

Yeah.

Good man.

Thanks, Charlie. You're amazing.

No problem.

See you at hockey, Charlie!

See you, Natalie!

Good job, dude. See you later!

Man: ♪ Baby ♪

♪ Merry Christmas, baby ♪

♪ Merry Christmas, baby ♪

♪ Sure do treat me nice ♪

♪ Merry Christmas, baby ♪

♪ Sure do treat me nice ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Buy me diamond rings for Christmas ♪

Hey, Chester. Come on, boy.

Dad?

Hey, Dad?

[Banging]

Dad?

Oh. Hey, Mom.

Charlie, it's a long drive from Denver.

You know he won't be back until late.

This drain-- I don't get it.

Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn't.

So?

So?

So not turning over your report card right away

is a bad sign.

Oh! Here.

I'm gonna go play hockey in the driveway.

Hey, hey, hey! Running away--that's another bad sign.

Whoo-hoo!

You may have your father's looks,

but you get your brains from me. Yes!

Good work, Charlie!

Wait till your dad sees this.

Jack: Excuse me. Miss?

Yes?

Listen, my car broke down back here.

I was wondering if I could borrow a couple of bucks

till I get to a gas station.

Money? I'm sorry. My husband is a musician.

Really?

Uh-huh.

Is he any good?

Well, yeah.

Really?

You know, I also left my lip balm in the car.

So I'm out, and I think I'm feeling a little, uh--

Chapped?

Chapped, yeah. I was wondering if I could borrow some lip balm.

I don't know if you're going to like what I got.

Do you mind if I try?

Mmm.

You like it?

You know, I can't tell.

Let me just--

I missed you.

I missed you.

OK. That's for you. What's for me?

I hope you brought me chocolates. Yes!

He waited up as long as he could.

Wow. Let's get him up.

No. Don't get him up.

Come on.

Mm-mm.

Come on. He's got the whole vacation to sleep.

Honey. Hon--

Charlie. Charlie.

Dude. Charlie boy.

Charlie boy.

Dad?

Get up, man.

Oh, I was just resting my eyes.

You were?

Mm-hmm.

Wow. Looked like you were sleeping.

Didn't it look like that?

You looked like you were asleep.

Looked exactly like you were asleep.

No. I was waiting up for you.

OK. You can go back to sleep. I just wanted to say hi.

Oh, I wanted to give you a weather update, too.

It's snowing!

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Yes! Can I, Mom?

Yeah.

Yes!

[Chester barking]

Can I, Mom?

Yes.

Aw, Dad, not another fathead.

He's not a fathead. He's just really smart,

so he needs a really big cranium for his brain.

Now what?

Um, nose. Come on. Nose.

Nose.

Dad! I said nose!

I thought you said hose!

Sorry.

Ha ha ha!

Scarf?

Uh...

Dad, give me your hat. Thank you.

Yes! Perfect.

How's he look?

He looks like you.

He does?

Only a little cuter.

Good one, Mom.

Really?

Really.

Cuter than this?

Aw, don't even--

Aah! Ha ha!

You are so dead!

Ow! Right in the butt!

Jack: You know what? You throw like a girl.

Woman: Welcome home, Jack! Now go to sleep!

Sorry, Mrs Wilkins!

Sorry, Mrs Wilkins!

Hey, seriously, from this angle,

she looks hot in that flannel nightgown.

Aah!

Shh! Shh!

Hey, what, are you pulling an all-nighter?

Get your skinny little butt in that bed.

Nice work on that snowman today, dude.

Thanks.

Except you made his head way too big.

I made the head too big?

Yep.

You put the bottom ball on the top ball.

How you doing?

Good.

Yeah?

How was Denver?

Denver was cool.

How are the guys?

The guys are great. Everybody says hi to you.

So?

So?

Is there anything you need to show me?

Like?

Like, you know, something in the shape of a present?

You mean, from the gig?

Yeah.

Like maybe those plastic swords

they stick through the olives and the onions?

Yeah, like, for the martinis that Mom packs in my lunch.

Mom is making you martinis for lunch?

I'm up to two now, two a day.

Good.

Yep.

I brought you this.

Whoa. One of your harmonicas?

Yep.

[Blows note]

That's one of my really old harmonicas.

You sure you want me to have this?

Absolutely I want you to have it.

Where'd you get it?

Where'd I get it? I got that from, uh...

from an old famous blues player

named Sonny Boy Wayne.

Yeah. Right.

I did.

Sonny Boy Wayne.

This cat was, 9 feet tall and could play, man.

There was, a white light around him.

He gave you this?

He gave me this.

He said, "Son, I want you to have this."

"It's going to give you the power."

Come on, Dad. Seriously, where'd you get it?

You want to know where I got it?

I got that...

the morning you were born.

Really?

A little music store right across the street

from the hospital. I walked out in a great mood,

bought myself that harmonica,

and I've never had a harmonica

that played better than that one.

It's my favorite one. Now it's yours.

Thanks.

You're welcome. Now go to sleep.

[As Sonny Boy Wayne] Son, I want you to go to sleep now.

That's awesome.

See you in the morning.

Hey, Dad?

Yo?

We're playing hockey tomorrow. Can you come?

Yes, sir. Oh, wait a minute.

Can't. We have to go into the studio tomorrow.

You know, the game's not till 4.00,

and it's against our arch rivals, the Devils.

You're 11, and you already have arch rivals?

Yeah.

4.00. Yeah. What am I thinking?

I'm there. I'm there.

Really?

Definitely.

Great.

Hey, you know another thing about this harmonica?

It has magic powers.

Yeah. Right.

Yeah. Right. I'm serious.

When you play that, no matter where I am,

I can hear it.

Right.

I'm telling you. Good night.

Good night.

Love you. Go to sleep.

[Blows notes]

[As Sonny Boy Wayne] You looking for the power?

Just testing it.

Major label, huh? So what do you think of this Kaplan kid?

I like him. He's smart. He really knows music.

And you know what? He gets us. This guy really get us.

Oh, good.

Hey, how's things down at the bank?

How's that new guy in the loan department?

Oh, Glenn? He's a nice guy.

He hit on me.

Really?

How about that? Guys don't even check for rings anymore.

Relax. He's 63. I straightened him out.

You straightened him out?

What exactly does that mean?

Stop it.

No wonder he hit on you. Look at you.

I don't wear this to the bank.

You're barely wearing it here.

Mmm. Sing me a smile.

OK. Well...

♪ The driver on the bus says, "Move on back" ♪

No. Sing me the other one-- my song.

♪ Every time we say good-bye ♪

♪ I die a little ♪

Mmm. Take off your boots.

♪ Every time we say good-bye ♪

Oh, man, if I had one hit song--

Mmm. You will.

I'd make you guys really proud of me.

We're already really proud of you.

I'd buy you a nice big house.

I'd settle for a new sink.

I'd get you a new car, like a Porsche or something.

Anything but a Jeep is a sissy car.

I'd get you some diamonds.

Hmm.

Mm-mm. All I need is you.

I love you, Gab.

I love you, too.

♪ 'Cause when you're near me ♪

♪ There's such an air of spring ♪

♪ About ev-- ♪

I'll bet you would like a snow blower, though.

Lift it up.

I don't remember you hanging

this many Christmas lights last year.

That's because I didn't hang this many.

A little straighter. Yeah. Yours is crooked on that side.

If you come down a bit at your end--

No. You've come too far now.

You see? You've gone too far there.

Careful, Mac. You don't want to be

on the wrong end of that left hook.

Bye, baby.

Bye.

I'll be in the car, baby.

In front of the goal! Shoots!

All right! Ooh! A little wide, but nice shot.

Who taught you that shot?

Coach Gronic.

Dicky Gronic? Dicky Gronic is your coach?

Dicky Gronic can't play hockey.

Dad, Sid Gronic.

Oh, Sid Gronic is good. Sid Gronic is very good.

He's really one of the best players we knew,

if he could stay out of prison.

Whoa! What was that?

That's a little thing I like to call the J-shot.

Come on. Teach me.

All right. Come here.

You're big enough to handle this now.

Come on, Jack. We got to go.

Be with you in one second.

Hold on a minute, dude.

The guy is coming down right here--defensive man.

Bring it back on the toes and stick to the heel.

Jack--

Now, cut it loose!

Nice shot. Very good.

So--hold on. I still don't get it.

I'll show you when I come back.

I gotta learn it for the game today.

I'll teach you when I come back.

But, Dad, I want to--

"Butt-Dad"? Did you just call me Butt-Dad?

Is that the kind of thing Coach Gronic is teaching you guys? Butt-Dad?

By the way, that would make you Butt-Boy. Bye.

Bye, Butt-Family.

Bye.

See you in a little while. Love you guys. Bye.

Bye.

All right.

Aw, man.

Man: OK. First period is behind us. Forget about it.

God knows I'm going to try.

Look, I know you're just kids

and we're really here to teach you

about fair play and sportsmanship and all that crap,

but I am so tired

of looking up at that scoreboard

and seeing that we're behind the Devils again and again and again!

Lighten up, Dad.

Sorry.

History is made by winners...

conquerors...

barbarians!

Now, I want you to go out there...

and wipe the ice with their filthy butts!

All right?!

Play clean. Have a good game.

Boy: Come on, guys. Whup 'em!

[Organ plays Charge!]

Hey, Rory.

Heh heh! Hey, sweetheart. Miss me?

Mm-hmm.

Man:Let's nail it guys.

You're getting tighter. We're almost there.

[Playing blues music]

♪ I get confused, baby ♪

♪ I get confused and so upset ♪

♪ I get scared, baby ♪

♪ I get so scared, I start to sweat ♪

♪ Ooh, I'm somewhere in the middle ♪

♪ Not remotely in the centre of it all ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Don't lose your faith in me, baby ♪

♪ Just lean a little my way ♪

♪ Hey, baby ♪

Ah, you know, sometimes it's going to get dark, baby.

♪ Whoo ♪

Wrap your arms around me. I got a big, strong neck.

Unh!

Hold on tight. Here we go.

♪ Don't lose your faith in me, baby ♪

Gabby: Come on, Charlie!

♪ Just lean a little my way ♪

Oh, man, oh, man, oh, man.

Good luck, Jack.

I'm afraid I'll need it.

See you later.

All right, Mac. Thanks.

I hope this is not bad.

[Growl]

How bad is it?

[Barks]

Yeah. That's what I thought.

Boy, something smells goo--

You promised him, didn't you?

Why'd you go and do that, Jack?

How many times have I told you?

If you're not gonna be there,

don't say you're gonna be there.

You know how I knew you promised him?

He kept looking at me in the stands.

After about-- I don't know-- the 40th time,

I realized he expected you there.

Jack, I don't care if you get too busy

or you flake out on me.

I care but I chose it. I married you. I'll deal with it.

He didn't choose this, Jack.

One of these days, Charlie's gonna score his first goal,

and you won't see it, like you never saw him with measles

or when he jammed the Fig Newton's into the slide projector.

Those things only happen once. Then they're gone.

I--

Don't, Jack.

You said enough.

Hey, buddy.

Charlie: Hey.

How'd you guys do?

We got killed. 8-zip.

Whew.

Hey, Charlie...

I'm really sorry I didn't make it.

I'm really sorry, man.

Hey, look...

I got to talk to you about something. It's, uh...

really important.

OK.

You know how you always wanted to be the next Wayne Gretzky?

Well, I always had a dream, too--

ever since I was about your age.

I just--I just really wanted to be a great musician.

I just wanted to be a real player.

I wanted to be able to make a living doing what I love,

and I really want to make a nice living for you and me and Mom.

Well, see...

that might be...

kind of starting to happen.

That's good, Dad.

Yeah, it is good,

and it's really, really good

for you to have a dream.

Tricky part here is sometimes

if you're not careful, you can...

I don't know--

kind of turn into kind of a...

Selfish jerk.

All right.

Yeah.

So are all musicians really flaky?

Uh...

yeah...

basically, I think.

I mean, all the drummers.

Ha ha!

OK, here's an idea.

Been thinking about this one for a while.

You, me, Mom--

we go to the cabin up at Pinetop.

We have a real Christmas vacation.

Just us--no phone, no TV, no band, nothing.

What do you think?

Really?

Yes.

Will you teach me the J-shot?

I will teach you the J-shot.

Hold on a second.

No TV?

Yeah, I know. I was thinking about that, too.

Maybe a little TV.

OK, cool.

So...

eight-oh. Ooh, yeow!

How bad was it?

I think Coach Gronic popped a vein.

Let's see. Here, hon. Let me get that bag.

I forgave you last night.

Can you grab one of these?

No.

Hey, Dad.

Hey, what do you got in there-- a dead body?

No, just, like, Game Boy, batteries, food, clothes--

We're only going to be there for 3 days!

Dad, we could get snowed in for months. You'll thank me.

[Telephone ringing]

Grab the phone, will you?

All right.

[Ring]

Hello. Yeah, sure. Hold on a second.

Hey, Dad, it's for you.

John Kaplan?

Here. I'll meet you in the car.

I just got this, uh...

kind of unbelievable phone call.

Yeah?

Yeah.

The record company heard our tape.

Went nuts. They love us.

They're, like, 99% sure they want to sign us.

Charlie: Yes!

Oh, honey!

Dad, this is awesome.

That's great!

Yeah, I think.

What's the matter?

Well, the head of Asylum has to see us.

He's going to sign one. There's 3 other bands in the running.

He'll sign us only if we go to Aspen for his party.

When?

Tomorrow.

Christmas?

Yeah.

Jack, no. There's got to be

another time that he can see you.

There's no other time. This is it.

Dad!

Forget it. It's too hard because--

No, no, no. Hold on. Hold on a second.

Let's see if we can work this out, OK?

How long do you have to play?

I don't know. That's a good point.

We could maybe play half-hour-- 2, 3 tunes.

You don't have to play a whole set.

They'll tell what you sound like after a few songs, get outta there...

Maybe I could borrow Mac's car,

and I could drive back.

That way I could be back by Christmas night,

but I'm gonna miss Christmas day for sure, but--

Here.

Charlie, what's this? I gave this to you.

I don't want it.

[Sigh]

Man: ♪ Oh, every time ♪

♪ We say good-bye ♪

♪ I sigh a little ♪

This is going to be a great gig, man.

We're going to rock this guy's house.

He'll have to remodel when we're done.

This is the one. I'm telling you, this is a good thing.

When do you want me to pull over?

Right now. Over here. What am I, crazy?

I got a great wife. a great kid.

I'm not living this life anymore. Am going home.

Good for you. You're making the right decision.

Mac: They're going to like us next week.

It's Christmas. They'll mail us the contract.

How am I gonna explain this to the guys?

Are you nuts? Watch this.

Mac: Hey, guys.

Yo.

The gig's off.

Thank you, Santa!

Nobody wanted to come in the first place.

Lou's mom's offered to cook us Christmas dinner.

Merry Christmas, boys. I'm going to the cabin to see my family.

I'm going to take the 40 to Highway 2--

Jack. Jack!

Yeah?

Why don't you take the car?

It would be faster that way.

Woman: ♪ Told you, baby, one more time ♪

♪ Don't make me sit all alone and cry ♪

♪ Well, it's over, I know it ♪

♪ But I can't let go ♪

♪ I'm like a fish out of water,

a cat in a tree ♪

♪ You don't even want to talk to me ♪

♪ Well, it's over... ♪

Where did he say that spot was?

There it is.

Come on, Mac.

♪ Says he's sorry, then he puts me out ♪

♪ I got a big chain around my neck... ♪

[Bell ringing]

Woman: Merry Christmas! Have a great vacation.

Merry Christmas, Charlie.

Thanks.

Man: ♪ You can say you're coming back ♪

♪ Or you can say you're leavin' ♪

♪ I wish that you would let me know ♪

♪ So I could stop grievin'... ♪

Frost, you big butthead!

Boy: Forget it, Rory.

He's no fun to pick on anymore

since his old man died.

Well, it's time he gets over it.

I never even met my old man.

♪ Gone and I'm feelin' low ♪

♪ Gone and I'm feelin' low ♪

Hey, Charlie, want a lift home?

I'm not going home.

Shouldn't be walking down the middle of the road.

No one's around. It's all right.

OK, well, I'll, uh-- I'll see you tonight.

Why?

I'm baby-sitting.

Well, not baby-sitting-- you're not a baby,

but we can kind of hang out while your mom Christmas-shops.

Oh. All right.

♪ The clouds roll back, but they can't... ♪

See you later, Charlie.

♪ Every time I turn around ♪

♪ You're leavin' again ♪

♪ You're leavin' again ♪

♪ You're leavin' again ♪

♪ Leavin' again ♪

[Engine approaching]

Hey, sorry, dude!

Damn it!

Damn it!

[Grunting]

Gabby: Charlie, honey, don't worry. I'll drive through it.

Mom, I can get it!

Charlie, really, it's OK.

[Sobbing] No, Mom, it's not OK. Hold on.

Charlie?

Charlie?

Charlie, Charlie, it's OK! It's OK.

Charlie, Charlie, it's OK. It's OK.

It's OK. It's OK.

Mom!

It's OK.

I miss him, too.

I miss him, too.

It's going to be OK, honey. I promise.

Gabby: Here you go.

Thanks.

How you doing, Little Bear?

Fine.

I think I'm gonna stay home.

You know, we'll hang out.

No, Mom. I'll be fine.

I've done all my Christmas shopping. I'm good.

Mom, me and Mac will be fine.

OK.

Want a marshmallow?

OK.

What do you want-- one?

Two?

Maybe...4?

Maybe all 500?

Thanks, Mom.

[Thunder]

[Playing blues]

Your dad loved this guy.

They even played together a couple of times.

Nice to know he had time for someone.

[People laughing and shouting]

Come on, Dad, put the head on.

OK, Natalie, pack some snow in there.

All right, let's go in the house, you guys.

Come on, it's getting cold.

I'm going to get you now! Gotcha!

♪ All this wind, just couldn't stand the weather-- ♪

[Turns off television]

[Mac snoring]

Stevie Nicks: ♪ I took my love, and I took it down ♪

♪ I climbed the mountain, and I turned around ♪

♪ And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills ♪

♪ Till the landslide brought me down ♪

♪ Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? ♪

♪ Can the child within my heart rise above? ♪

♪ Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides? ♪

♪ Can I handle the seasons of my life? ♪

♪ Mmm, mmm, I don't know ♪

♪ Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm ♪

[Whimpering]

♪ Well, I been afraid of changin' ♪

♪ 'Cause I ♪

♪ I built my life around you ♪

♪ But time makes you bolder ♪

♪ Children get older ♪

♪ I'm getting older, too ♪

♪ I'm getting older, too ♪

♪ So take this love, take it down ♪

♪ Oh, if you climb a mountain and you turn around ♪

♪ If you see my reflection in the snow-covered hills ♪

♪ Well, the landslide will bring it down, down ♪

♪ And if you see my reflection in the snow... ♪

♪ Covered... ♪

♪ Hills... ♪

♪ Well, maybe ♪

♪ The landslide will bring it down ♪

♪ Well, well, the landslide will bring it down ♪

[Charlie blowing into harmonica]

[Harmonica blowing]

Jack: I'm home.

Ha ha!

Hey, I'm home!

Gabby.

Hey, Gab.

Charlie.

[Owl hooting]

Man, it's cold.

[Knocking on door]

Hey, could you open up?

Hey, Charlie?

Jack: Charlie?

Hey.

Charlie, it's me. It's Dad.

Jack: Charlie.

Could you get the door?

Aah!

Aah!

Huh?

[Gasping]

What? What?

No.

No way.

[Gasp]

No.

[Sigh]

Can't be.

[Sigh]

What is that?

[Trickling]

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, what's the mat-- Hey, come on!

That's disgusting! Chester, it's me!

[Chester barking]

It's me. It's Jack!

Oh! Mac.

Get up. Chester just peed on a live snowman.

[Sleepily] No cranberries.

What?

This is not happening.

This cannot be happening.

Hey, Charlie.

Can you let me in?

[Gasp]

Charlie, I--Look...

[Barking]

I'm having kind of a bad day here, buddy.

Come on, Mac.

Ah, this ought to do it.

Hey, kiddo, come on, it's getting cold out--

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Hey, come ba--Hey!

That's my, uh--

That's my branch!

Chester, hey.

OK, come on.

Come on. Come on!

This is unbelievable.

When I was a human-- nothing.

Now all of a sudden you want to play?

Come on, Chester!

Aah! Ugh!

That's the coldest wedgie I've ever had.

Well, look what we have here.

Ah, let me pick up my arm.

[Barking]

[Engine approaching]

Is that a snowplow?

Agh! Hello! Ow...

Radio blaring: ♪ Take a free ride ♪

[Jack grunting]

Hello! I'm on the front here.

Agh! Mr Snowplow driver?

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

Whoa!

[Screaming]

[Coughing]

Wonderful service. Thanks for the lift.

Oh...

Come on, shake it off. Shake it off.

It's just snow.

Oh...

Oh!

Oh, great.

Talk about your separation anxiety.

Hey, you!

Ball number two!

Don't just sit there. Give me a hand.

OK, that's it. Ugh. Come on. No!

Get the mitten out of my eye.

OK, no. That's my mouth. Watch my cork.

There we go. OK, got it. Got it.

Now, watch.

OK, 1, 2, 3.

Whoa! Whoa, I'm getting dizzy.

I'm getting d--

[Grunting]

Man, God, God...

something's missing.

Uh-oh.

Oh!

Nice work, ball number 3.

Oh, man, it's bad enough my ticket got punched,

but to come back like this-- it's embarrassing.

[Groan]

Wow.

Boy, I've had to put myself back together

after some rough nights, but this is-this is ridiculous.

Uh-oh. Gabby.

Don't panic.

Just act, uh-- act real casual.

Yeah, just act casual.

Wait a minute. I'm a snowman.

There you go.

Hello there.

Maybe Charlie's snapping out of it.

Mmm.

It's good to see these again.

Let's get you bundled up.

It's going to be a cold one.

[Sigh]

Charlie?

Back off!

Oh, Mom, I'm so glad to see you.

OK.

Have you been watching the Sci-Fi Channel again?

No, no.

Oh, Gabby, you're back.

Hey, Charlie's been great all evening.

What the bloody hell happened here?

I was thinking the same thing.

Mom, it's the snowman.

I saw it. Terrific job.

No! Mom, he's alive.

Right. Well, I better be going.

Not so fast. Honey, are you sure you're OK?

Mom, I swear to you.

He came to life, waddled into the street,

and a big snowplow took him away.

OK...

well...

I guess it got a cab back then.

What?

How..?

Gabby: Thanks, Mac.

Ah, you're welcome.

Hey, good work.

[Door closes]

[Water dripping]

Jack: Ah, Gabby, you look good.

Oh, man.

I never did fix that.

Oh, man, why me?

Why a snowman?

I mean, could the Universe really be that unoriginal?

I don't know.

I mean, is it the name "Jack Frost"?

Because if that's it, that's not even clever.

I should accept it.

I'm a frozen freak of nature.

I just want to know why.

I'm just--

Could you just give me--

I just need some kind of--

Could I just have some kind of sign?

[Engine approaching]

What the..?

Well, at least it's not a snowplow.

Sid?

Sid Gronic?

Sid, is that you?

[Shifting gears]

I've been hearing great things about you.

Seriously, Sid, could you--

Aah! Aah!

Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait!

Wait! Hey, Sid!

Aah!

Where are you going?

Wait! Oh...

[Sid screaming]

Thanks for the help, Sid!

[Sid screaming faintly]

Wait a minute.

I just have to pull this together now.

When I saw my reflection I denied what I saw.

That was my denial period.

I go off on Sid.

Clearly I've had my anger period.

That's what they say you do.

First you deny. Then you go into anger.

I just have to accept it.

I accept I'm a snowman.

Sid!

All right.

Come on.

Just a regular snowman, huh?

We'll see about that.

OK.

Who are you, and what do you want?

Start talking, or I'll turn you into a puddle.

I know you're alive,

so you'd better...

start...talking.

[Turns hair dryer on]

Hey! Hey. Hey, that thing's hot.

What are you doing? I'm your father.

That's it. OK. You're grounded.

Aah! Uh!

Come here.

Charlie, it's me--Dad.

Honest.

Aah!

I can explain everything.

Get away from me!

Well--

I can't explain the part about me being a snowman,

but--Charlie!

[Children yelling]

Rory: As dumb as me?

Natalie: I hope you know that school bullies

make up 75% of our prison population.

Ooh!

Natalie: Come on! Give it back.

Ooh. Spin move!

Right here. Right here. Right here. Right here.

Oh, look, it's our little hero.

Rory: Don't worry about him anymore.

He's not even in the game.

You're so immature.

Come on. Give it back!

Ow!

Ha ha ha! Ooh, yeah!

Did you guys see that?

Frost. So you do want a piece of me.

Thought you learned your lesson.

What?

Hey, kid. How's it going?

Huh?

What are you doing here?

Hey, spaz-boy, guess it's time for a refresher course.

Oof! Hey!

OK. Snowball fight?

You picked the one area where you don't wanna mess with me, and that's snow.

Whoo!

Jack: 3 balls, 2 sticks, one cork nose. Snowman? No.

Much, much more. I am the Wizard of Blizzard!

Ha ha ha!

Now run! Run,

you little mountain goats!

Boy. The old wizard could use a little nap.

Charlie, I'm out of gas. Run!

Let's get him!

Yeah! Get him!

Hold up. He's not going anywhere. Ha ha!

Hey, where are you going to go now, Frost?

Hey, be careful!

Help!

Aah!

Jack: Charlie!

Charlie: Help!

Just hold on.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

[Branch creaking]

Aah! Aah!

I'm coming, Charlie!

I can't hold on!

Hold on! I'm coming.

What are you doing?

Don't you worry. I'm coming!

Aah! Aah!

Told you I was coming.

Whoo hoo!

Ooh! You know, sometimes it's good to have a big butt.

Let's get out of here! Whoo!

Yes! Oh, yes!

There he is!

Get him!

Come on, guys. Go, go, go!

Jack: You steer, I'll scream.

Aah!

♪ When I see you ♪

♪ I wanna free you ♪

♪ 'Cause you're always... ♪

Do something! Zap 'em into ice.

Zap 'em into ice? Get real.

I don't even have pockets.

♪ Flying to the beat of our hearts ♪

♪ I wanna make you a star ♪

Duck, Charlie.

Whoa!

Aah!

Whoo! Whoo hoo!

That'll cool him off.

Hold on!

I am holding on.

Aah!

♪ Hey now now ♪

♪ Listen, you ♪

♪ Think of all of the time we've wasted ♪

You the man.

No, you the man.

Nope. I'm the snowman.

Ha ha ha!

We're safe.

OK. We're not safe.

Oh! Uh!

What's going on?

Oh, nothing.

Nah. I don't think so.

♪ Looking in, I see your bright light ♪

♪ Yeah, believe it ♪

♪ When I say... ♪

All right!

♪ ...be all right ♪

♪ Gonna stay right here when your sun don't shine ♪

♪ While your head is still up in the clouds ♪

Duck!

♪ For crying out loud ♪

♪ Hey now now ♪

Aah! Aah!

Whew!

Yeah. All right.

Aah!

♪ When you come and go ♪

♪ It's so hard for me to sleep at night ♪

♪ Don't ask how, but dreams come true ♪

Look out!

Aah!

♪ If you think that innocence is dead ♪

Yeah.

Ho ho!

Whoa! Yah!

Uh-oh. Time to split.

I'll see you at the bottom.

Whoo hoo hoo!

♪ We can't help but come together ♪

♪ I'll make you happy ♪

Yeah!

Yes!

♪ I'll show you what this love's about ♪

Whoa.

Hey, I've slimmed down.

Whoa!

Ha ha ha! Whoo!

Shredding.

Yee-ha!

Big air!

Rory: Right behind you, Frost.

[Jack imitates siren]

Pull your vehicle over to the right.

Snowman! Uh!

Perfect.

Uh. Ow!

Aah! Ah.

Ohh!

Aah! Uh.

♪ It's not really that complicated ♪

♪ Hey now now ♪

Ow.

Whoo!

Whoo hoo!

Here we go. Yeah. Catch some air, baby.

Yes!

This is awesome.

Oh, yeah.

Look out! Look out for the trees.

Yeah. Big carvin' time.

Big carve.

Yes!

We were really ripping, man.

That was so cool.

That was great, right?

Did you see that?

Yes.

One time.

Did you see me going down?

You know, the nice thing about having these big balls--

excuse me-- for snowboarding is,

look how you can move around them.

I like the roundedness. You can throw your weight over,

shift it on this side of the board, catch an edge.

Better than being skinny.

Hold on. Hold on. You almost got me killed.

Hey, I saved your butt, too, pal.

Yeah, right. So I'm supposed to believe that you're my dad?

Hey, do me a favour-- go easy on me

because I'm having a little bit of trouble dealing with it myself, OK?

You know, he died a year ago.

I know. I was there.

You're nuts.

Great. He doesn't believe me.

As if I don't have enough on my plate already

with these stick arms and this humongous butt.

And a dippy walk?

What's wrong with my walk? Is it that bad?

All right.

So you're my dad, huh?

Yeah.

OK. How'd my hamster die?

Uh...your hamster? Heart attack.

Vacuum cleaner.

I bet it had a heart attack on the way in.

Huh!

All right. What position do I play in hockey?

Easy. You're a winger. Right wing.

Wrong.

What you mean, wrong? You're a wing.

They moved me to defence last year.

Oh, man, Charlie boy. I'm really sorry.

I mean, defence is a good position,

but you're a natural winger.

Hold on. What'd you call me?

I said... Ch-Charlie boy.

That's what I always call you. Charlie boy.

Dad?

Yeah.

Dad!

It is me, Charlie. I'm back.

Hold on. This is really weird.

I just hugged a snowman.

You were the one who played on the magic harmonica.

What? Magic harmonica? I--I thought you made that up!

So did I.

Hey, you know what?

Why don't we just go home and talk, OK?

You know, catch up on stuff.

And you know something?

I'm hungry.

Jack: Boy, your mom is going to be jazzed we fixed that sink.

Snow peas. You should like these.

Level with me, Charlie. How is she?

She's good.

She moved a picture of you next to her bed.

What's that?

Oh. Mom's home.

She can't see me like this.

Nobody can see me like this, but especially her.

Charlie?

Uh...just a minute, Mom!

Honey, why are all the windows open?

Please. You got to help me.

Gabby: It's freezing in here.

Charlie, what's going on?

Uh, science fair project!

You're kidding.

No.

Why is the floor wet?

Well, this science fair project,

it's about what it's like to live in an igloo,

and Eskimos have wet floors, Mom. Duh.

Charlie, it's freezing in here.

What is going on? And what's with all the food?

Oh, I got kind of hungry.

3 bags of veggies?

I got real hungry?

Mom!

What?

Uh, there's something that I need to tell you.

Well?

This whole science fair thing?

It was Natalie's idea.

OK. Well, just tell Natalie the next experiment's at her house.

Go, go.

Gabby: Hey, grab some towels

and help me with this, OK?

OK.

[Door closes]

[Gasps]

Whoo!

I think I need a day off.

Ding Dong Burgers asked real Ding Dong Burger-eaters what they think of the new Ding--

[Static]

Man: I was--

♪ Frosty the Snowman ♪

♪ Had to hurry on his way ♪

♪ But he waved good-bye, saying "Don't you cry" ♪

♪ "I'll be back again"-- ♪

Woman: You said the snowman spoke to you?

Sid: Yes. Yes, he did.

And he knew my name.

Were there any other witnesses?

No. No, there wasn't any other witnesses.

OK. Back to you--

On the other hand, in the Rocky Mountain states,

those folks may not be in for such a white Christmas after all.

Charlie, honey, did you fix the sink?

Oh.

Yeah.

Well, how did--

Why is the snowman facing this way?

I...turned him.

To even out his tan.

Oh.

Was that Sid I heard talking on TV?

Yep.

What was he talking about?

Nothing, really.

Well, you know, I saw him yesterday at the bank,

and he told me that you quit the team.

Charlie, you didn't tell me.

You want to talk?

About what?

I don't know.

This hockey thing, or how you're doing in school.

You tell me.

Mom, I'm trying to watch the weather.

OK.

Oh, Gab.

Gabby, you're going to be all right. I'm here now.

Well, sort of.

Oh, boy.

Boo!

Hey, I invented the back-door escape, OK? What's up?

Well, since you showed up, Mom thinks I'm nuts,

Rory Buck wants to kill me,

and I'm pretty sure my dad's a snowman.

So, what's the problem? Hey. I know yesterday was a rough day.

Things will get better.

[Whistling]

Quit following me!

What?

Think about it. You're a snowman.

People will see you and cut you up

into numbered ice-cube trays.

If that's the danger of hanging out with you, fine.

I'll take the chance.

Fine.

Fine.

Fine!

Fine.

Fine.

Really fine.

Fine as wine, yeah?

What?

I can't believe I let you talk me into this.

I think we look kind of, you know, cute.

Shh! Somebody's going to hear you.

Hey, check it out.

What's up with that?

Dude, he ditched us for a snowman!

Oh, man!

You know, I saw on the Geology Channel

they can actually turn pine cones into a home-made explosive device.

Oh.

So how's your science fair project coming?

What science fair project?

The one about what it's like...

Isn't that Charlie?

No.

Hey, Mac.

Gabby. Finally come in for some Christmas lights?

I need a cup of that house paint you call coffee.

You got it.

So, what's going on?

You know when I promised that I'd never bother you

for any of those man-to-man talks with Charlie?

Mm-hmm.

I lied. I need you to talk to Charlie.

Nobody knows about this place.

I come here to think.

Well, it's really cool.

Yeah. I've been here a lot this year.

You know, Dad...

I'm sorry I gave you back the harmonica.

Ah, don't worry about it.

You were mad. I'd be mad, too.

Could I ask you why you quit playing hockey?

Hockey's not that great.

That's why the last person you see

before you sleep every night is Wayne Gretzky right?

Tell you what. We're here.

Let's work on the J-shot.

No. I don't think so.

Oh, I see. It's like that.

OK.

OK. Looks like I'm working out by myself,

even though I haven't played hockey in...a year.

If I can find a rock I can use it as a puck,

seeing as how I'll be playing all alone.

All right, all right!

I'll skate.

Just stop bellyachin'.

We're gonna get our nice balance. We're gonna get set up.

Man, this was a lot easier when I had legs.

OK. We're going to stay nice and relaxed.

Real loose. When we come through, we snap our wrists.

Just before you do that, I make this little move here.

Oh, yeah!

Oh.

Boy, that goalie could sue me for whiplash.

That's pretty cool.

It's thing I like to call the J-shot, Charlie.

Now let's play some hockey.

Are you lookin' for the power? Then bring it, son!

Yes!

That's a J-shot, dude.

I did it!

That's you. That is all you, man.

But I didn't score.

Hey, life is full of setbacks. Look at me.

I'm a snowdrift with arms.

You can give up, or you can keep firing the puck, bud.

What do you think?

All right. Give me the puck.

Yes!

Whoo!

Ho! There's a lot of wood.

Fakes left, fakes right.

Yes!

Hey, man. Nice shot! All right.

Whoo! Uh.

Yes!

Yeah!

Whoa! OK. All right. You got--Hey! OK.

You got the--

Hey! All right. Whoo!

Dad, are you OK?

Yeah. I'm good.

Hey, I think you got the J-shot.

I think you got the J-shot down.

All right. Come on. Let's go home.

[Quietly] OK. Come on. Come on.

Whoo!

You played great today, dude.

Thanks for teaching me the J-shot.

I can't wait to see you use it.

You've got to get back on the team.

No, I don't think so.

I do.

I think you're letting your friends down,

and you're letting yourself down.

Wait a second.

No buts.

Now, about your schoolwork.

What about it?

I saw your report card on the fridge.

You got some jammin' to do.

What is this, a lecture?

You're giving me a lecture?

Gabby: See?

It's kind of scary.

Think how the snowman must feel.

And another thing-- I'm worried about your mom.

Why?

How many Christmas lights has she hung?

Not a lot!

Yeah, I know. Hardly any.

Why are you telling me all this?

Because you got responsibilities now, Charlie,

and you have to face them.

You have to watch out for Mom,

and you gotta straighten things out with your friends.

Oh! I'm only 12 years old. I can't take all this.

[Sighs]

OK. Might have pushed that a smidge too hard.

Hey, hon.

Hi, Charlie.

Hey, Mac.

I'm heading to the Shiverfest. You want to come along?

No, thanks.

Or if you'd rather, you can come with me.

I'm going carolling with Mrs Wilkins

and some of the neighbor ladies.

♪ It's a rock 'n' roll Hanukkah ♪

♪ A rock 'n' roll Hanukkah ♪

♪ So put on your yarmulke... ♪

They did a good job this year.

Do you like the tree?

Yeah.

Do you want a balloon or anything?

Pretzels, they've got.

Hey, Mac.

Hey.

Mac: Wow. Check out these snowmen.

Loudspeaker: Finals of the father/son snowman-building contest

begin in 5 minutes.

5 minutes.

Mom thinks I'm going nuts, doesn't she?

No. No, no. She's--

She's just a little bit concerned, that's all.

So, uh... what's going on?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Hey, come on. Let's check out the band.

♪ Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time ♪

♪ Dancin' and prancin' in jingle bell square... ♪

Mac: Talk about a tough gig.

It's freezing out here.

How come you don't play music anymore?

Oh, I--I kind of lost the groove.

The groove?

Yeah.

Well, playing with your dad, I never really thought about what music was.

Music was life. It was...just...

like breathing, really.

So natural.

After he died, music became...a job and, you know,

Jack always said to me, "It should never feel like work."

He was your best friend, huh?

Yeah.

Your dad was the real deal.

Do you think he wanted me to be a musician?

More than anything, he wanted you to be whatever you wanted to be.

He didn't care what that was.

Just...whatever made you happy.

Really?

Really.

Think you'll ever get the groove back?

Someday, maybe. I hope so.

[Applause]

Radio: Oh, man. You got your shopping done there, folks?

You got 10 hours left till Christmas Eve,

and it's already 55 degrees.

[Whistles]

Could get up to 70 today.

Snowplow drivers got a day off, huh? Man!

That's hot enough to melt a snowman.

Although, you know, good news for Sid Gronic.

Hey, speakin' of hot, folks, here's a little Billy Idol for you,

Hot In The City, on Central Colorado's classic rock.

Hey, man, good morning.

Hey.

I've been doing a lotta thinking about what you said, Dad.

You're right.

When you taught me the J-shot, it wasn't just about hockey, was it?

What do you think?

[Car horn honks]

Come on, Natalie, let's go!

I think there's something I got to do.

[Kids talking]

Hey, guys.

Hey, Coach.

Charlie.

I, uh...

I'd like to get back on the team.

What? You ditched us, Charlie. Remember?

Tuck: Look, are you alone,

or do we have to bring your snowman buddy?

There will be no mention of snowmen in this car.

Ha ha ha!

I don't know, Charlie.

Natalie: Well, I do.

I say...

we let him back on the team.

Everybody deserves a second chance.

Go get your stuff.

Yes.

Go, Charlie!

No way! With Frost back,

we're going to kick the Devils' butts.

Hey!

They let me back on the team.

[Kids talking]

Listen, Dad,

about last night. I--

Hey, Charlie, it's OK, buddy.

What time they drop the puck?

11.30, but, Dad, you don't got to come, really.

I know that.

He's talking to the snowman again.

What did I say, Tuck?

Shake it, Charlie!

Remember-- arms and wrists.

Straight but relaxed.

Thanks again, Dad.

See you after the game.

Ha ha ha!

[Car door closes]

Jack: Oh, man, this sun is brutal.

I mean, I am literally melting my ass off.

[Chester barking]

You know something? I didn't come

all the way from the hereafter

to miss another one of my kid's hockey games.

Hey, Chet, listen.

Chet, I know we've had our differences,

but I got a gig to catch.

I could use your help.

So how we going to do this, Chet?

[Cheering]

[Organ playing Gimme Some Lovin']

Go! Yes, Frost!

He's good.

Come on, here we go. OK, come on.

Maybe you got some friends who are Huskies.

You know a Saint Bernard?

[People shouting]

[Buzzer]

Devils score! One-nothing.

Well, here we go again.

Jack: That's right, Chet, take your time.

Wonder if there're any cute Poodles at the game.

Whoa! That's what I thought.

[Whip cracks]

Tuck: Good pass, Charlie!

Go, Spencer, go!

Boy: Get it, Spencer!

[Cheering]

He scored! Goal by Spencer Jordan

with an assist by Charlie Frost.

Mountaineers one, Devils one.

Jack: OK, so far, so good.

Eh, Chester?

Stay cool.

Almost there.

Ah, no.

Go, Charlie! Go!

Check, Frost! Go!

100 yards

of piping-hot asphalt.

Bad day to be a snowman.

This could really sting.

OK, baby steps, baby steps.

Oh, man, this is getting hot. Whoa, this is hot!

Oh! This is hot on my tootsies!

Ooh, my tootsies is burning!

Holy Habanero! Whoa!

Yeah, this is hot! Let's speed her up!

Leaping Lawrence of Arabia!

Ho! Ho! Whoa!

Whoa!

Yeow! Aah!

Yeah! I am so hot!

Sid: All right, all right, Frost!

Tuck: All right, Charlie!

No! Yes! Go!

Go! Go!

Yes! Yes!

Sid: Go! Go! Go! Go!

The J-shot, Charlie boy! Come on!

Jack: Arms and wrists.

Charlie: Straight but relaxed.

Yes!

Yes!

[Cheering]

[Buzzer]

Yes! Yes! Woo!

Yes! Ha ha!

Nice going, butthead.

Outstanding! Yes!

My man! Yes!

You got the power!

Yeah!

Way to go, Charlie.

Scorekeeper: The ice is now open for all free skates.

Hey.

Charlie, outstanding game.

What can I say? You rocked, dude.

Yeah.

Dad, you're melting.

You got to be crazy to come here.

Hey, I couldn't miss your big game, Charlie.

Let's get you on the ice so you can cool off.

Uh-oh. That's not going to work.

Listen, Charlie--

I gotta get you someplace cold.

I'm not losing you again.

Charlie!

I'll be back!

Charlie: Someplace cold.

Mom? Mom? Mom!

Gabby: Charlie?

Woman: Hey, no cutting!

Oh, it's OK, ma'am. He's my son.

Mom, you need to drive us somewhere right now.

Honey, I'm working.

Mom, you've got to!

What's wrong, sweetie?

He's melting.

Who's melting?

The snowman's melting.

Snowmen melt. That's the way it is.

If you drive us to the mountains, then he won't melt!

Charlie, I'm not driving you and your snowman anywhere.

I know this has been really hard for you--

You don't understand, Mom.

Dad's the snowman.

What?

I'm sorry, but he made me promise not to tell you.

Honey, he died a year ago.

You're just gonna have to accept that.

No, Mom, you don't understand.

Charlie.

Charlie! Charlie!

Jack: Charlie...

It's going to be OK, Dad.

Charlie!

Charlie!

Charlie, do me a favour. Watch out for snowplows.

Now, that's really--

Charlie's run away with the snowman.

Ha ha ha!

Really.

Oh, my.

Charlie: Look out! Move! Move!

Excuse me!

Look out!

He could be anywhere.

Mac, it's a kid and a snowman.

Hey, Frost!

You and me, once and for all.

Look, Rory, I'll fight you

any other time, all right? Just not now.

I don't know who's more stupider--

you or your snowman.

Excuse me. Did you just say "stupider"?

What kind of word is "stupider"?

Who said that?

I did...

you little baggy-pants snow punk.

What the heck is it?

Charlie: Not what. Who.

And he's my dad.

I knew it! Ha ha!

Rory: Mitch and Pudge thought I was crazy,

but I saw you that day!

You throw a mean snowball, dude!

OK, OK, OK. Just chill, kid.

Don't have a meltdown.

[Bell ringing]

[Car door opens]

Look, Rory, it's too hot down here.

If I don't get him up to the mountains, I'm going to lose him.

He does look pretty bad.

Come on. You know what it's like not to have a dad.

It sucks.

It sucks big-time.

All right.

Snow-dad's better than no dad.

Let's go.

[Starts engine]

Come on.

Oh, no!

[Car horn honking]

[Brakes hiss]

Come on, let's go!

Ha ha ha!

Ah, that was good. Merry Christmas!

[Shifting gears]

Come on.

Rory: Good luck, Charlie!

Thanks!

Man: ♪ You were there when I needed you ♪

♪ You were there when the skies were wide, wide open ♪

♪ Wide, wide open ♪

♪ You were there when I needed you ♪

♪ You were there when the skies were wide, wide open ♪

♪ Ooh, ooh... ♪

OK, what's the snowman look like?

Like a snowman. He looks like a snowman.

3 balls, two stick arms, a cute cork nose--

He's a snowman. What d'you think he looks like?

I'm just trying to do my job. That's all.

Can you help me out?

5' 8".

OK. 5' 8".

White.

Caucasian.

Stocky.

He's, uh, sort of well-built.

I'd say...

500, 550 pounds.

Could you estimate an age?

We're here.

Ready? On 3.

I'm with you, buddy.

One...

One...

2...

2...

3! Woo-hoo!

Yikes. 3!

Woo-hoo!

[Charlie and Jack shouting and laughing]

Ha ha ha! Woo!

Ha ha ha!

Oh!

Ah, fresh powder! My favourite.

Woo! Yes! Ahh!

Woo!

Hey, yeah!

Brr!

My balls are freezing!

I never thought I'd say that

with a smile on my face.

Come on, Dad, let's go.

Let's go get you warmed up, buddy.

[Jack sighing]

I was so busy trying to make my mark on the world,

I didn't...

You are my mark on the world.

[Telephone ringing]

Hello. Hello?

Jack: Gabby.

Did you find him?

Charlie's sleeping.

Ha ha! Oh, Gab, he had one heck of a day.

Who is this? Where's Charlie?

He's right here at the cabin.

Why don't you come get him?

Jack?

[Click]

[Dial tone]

It's Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Dad.

Merry Christmas to you, bud.

You know what?

I think this is the best Christmas I ever had.

You know that night you came back?

It was because I played your harmonica.

I wished it.

I wished that you would be here for Christmas.

Hey, Charlie, thanks for giving me

a second chance to be your dad.

Now, there's something

I have to tell you.

It's time for me to go.

What? No!

I'm not going to let you.

Charlie, you've got to get on with your life, buddy.

No. Come on. It will get cold again, Dad.

You'll see. Winter's just barely started.

What about when it gets warm?

We'll go to South America.

When it's summer here, it's winter there.

What about Mom? Mom needs you.

What if I need you?

I will always be there. I promise.

As long as you hold someone in your heart, Charlie,

you can never lose them--ever.

You let me back into your heart,

and that took real courage,

and you did it, and if you can do that,

you can do anything.

I'm so proud of you, Charlie.

If you ever need me, I'll be right here.

You just call me.

Here.

[Sigh]

[Engine revving]

I love you, Dad.

I love you, Charlie.

You're going to be a good man.

OK, now let me go.

OK.

OK.

Charlie?

Oh, honey.

I'm so sorry I didn't believe you.

It's OK, Mom.

Gab.

Oh, my God!

Jack!

Gab.

You look so...

You look so great.

Sing me a smile, Jack.

♪ Every time we say good-bye ♪

♪ I cry a little ♪

I love you so much, Gab.

I love you, too, Jack.

Good-bye.

Good-bye, Jack.

Charlie boy...

We had us a time, didn't we?

Yeah, we did.

Love you.

Bye, Dad.

Good-bye.

Bye.

Jack: I will always hear you.

[Piano playing]

Lisa Loeb: ♪ I didn't come this far ♪

♪ For you to make this hard for me ♪

♪ And now you want to ask me how ♪

♪ It's like, how does your heart beat? ♪

♪ Why do you dream? ♪

♪ How does your heart beat? ♪

♪ Why did you come here? ♪

♪ You weren't invited ♪

♪ You're on the outside ♪

♪ Stay on the outside ♪

♪ And now you want to ask me why ♪

♪ It's like ♪

♪ How does your heart beat? ♪

♪ And how do you cry? ♪

♪ How does your heart beat? ♪

♪ Why do you dream? ♪

♪ How does your heart beat? ♪

♪ How do you dream? ♪

Hanson: ♪ Well, I was feelin' ♪

♪ So bad ♪

♪ So I asked my family doctor just what I had ♪

♪ Well, I said, "Doctor, Doctor" ♪

♪ "Mr M.D., Doctor" ♪

♪ "Can you tell me what's ailin' me?" ♪

♪ Doctor ♪

♪ And he said yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ What you need ♪

♪ All I really need ♪

♪ Good love, come on and give me that love ♪

♪ Good love, all I need is love ♪

♪ Good love, good, good lovin', baby ♪

♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Come on, baby, squeeze me tight ♪

♪ Squeeze me tight ♪

♪ I said, "Don't you want your baby to be all right?" ♪

♪ Be all right ♪

♪ Well I said, "Baby, baby" ♪

♪ "It's for sure, baby" ♪

♪ "Well, I got the fever, yeah" ♪

♪ "And you got the cure, got the cure" ♪

♪ Everybody said

yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ What you need ♪

♪ All I really need ♪

♪ Good love, come on and give me that love ♪

♪ Good love, all I need is love ♪

♪ Good love, good, good lovin', baby ♪

♪ Good, good lovin', baby ♪

♪ Good love, come on and give me that love ♪

♪ Good love, all I need is love ♪

♪ Good love, good, good lovin', baby ♪

♪ Good love ♪

♪ Good love ♪

♪ Good, good lovin', baby ♪

Bob Carlisle: ♪ 3-feet tall ♪

♪ And full of questions ♪

♪ You must have thought I was the smartest man alive ♪

♪ I didn't always have the answers ♪

♪ To every little how and where and why ♪

♪ And even when my life on Earth is through ♪

♪ There still will be a part of me in you ♪

♪ 'Cause some things are forever ♪

♪ Nothing's ever gonna take my love from you ♪

♪ There is no power on Earth like your father's love ♪

♪ So big and so strong as your father's love ♪

♪ The promise that's sacred ♪

♪ The promise from Heaven above ♪

♪ Did I hold you enough? Did I care enough? ♪

♪ When you most needed me, was I there enough? ♪

♪ Enough to make you feel the power of ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Your father's love ♪