Fire down there in North Georgia, come on!
There are funny bees spreading their crystals.
And there's the kids.
Hi!
Hello!
Hello kids!
The young boy is Xavier Roberts.
He happened to arm a cabbage patch one day by accident.
Him and me are the kids' only friends from the outside world.
Wow!
Hello, baby dad!
Tomorrow's called Christmas.
It's a great holiday, Xavier's been telling us about.
You decorate a tree and hang stockings on a turkey.
You've got it all wrong, Canley.
You hang the lights on the turkey.
Come on, Colonel Casey, Xavier's shown us pictures of Christmas and we're toasting marshmallows.
This is what a city looks like all decorated for Christmas.
That young fellow there is Otis Lee.
That's Sybil Sadie, Tyler Bowe, Rachel Marie, or Remy for short, Dawson Glenn, Cousin Cannon
Lee, and Paula Louise.
At last count, she had 2,751 freckles, and 3,000 marshmallows.
And everyone comes to the city to see the Christmas spirit in the air.
Wow!
Boy!
Wow!
Boy!
Wow!
Well, I better be getting home to help trim the tree.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Bye, kids.
Bye, Colonel Casey.
Bye!
Don't forget what I said about the Christmas spirit.
I wish we could get to see them.
Say who, Cannon Lee?
That man Xavier told us about, Remy.
The Christmas spirit.
The spirit isn't a man.
Xavier said that people go to the city to see the spirit in the air.
It's a great big spooky-like thing that floats around in the sky.
Whatever it is, let's go to the city and see it.
Yeah!
Bye!
You've never been to the city before, kids.
Be careful.
I'll look after them, Colonel Casey.
The kids left Baby Dodd in my care and crawled through the kudzu pine and out the secret
passage.
The kids always had to be mighty careful when they left the patch.
There was danger lurking outside.
The evil Lavender McDade and the ruthless Cabbage Jack and Bo Weasel were always trying
to capture the kids to work in their mine.
We can't reach the gold, Lavender.
Fools!
I know there's gold in there.
I've got to get my hands on those brats.
They're the only ones small enough to crawl inside.
Come on.
We'll get them this time.
Yeah!
I think the city is that way.
I'm in charge, Dawson Glenn.
I think we go that way.
I'm second in charge, and I think we go that way.
Well, I'm in charge of who's in charge, and I say we go that way.
You aren't going anywhere.
Where are those brats?
Where'd those brats go?
How are we going to get to the city now?
Someone's coming.
This one will bring a good price in the city.
Hang on.
We're going to the city by tree.
There they are.
Wow, so this is what a city looks like.
Look at all those big buildings, and all those cars, and people.
Come on.
Let's go find the spirit.
This'll be easy.
Ready, Fingers?
Gus?
Ready, Bertha?
Oh, my bag.
Oh, excuse me.
I'm sorry.
Here you are, madam.
You're too kind.
What did we get?
Two bus tickets to Macon, Georgia.
And a library card.
Whoa, fools.
Excuse me, lady.
Where can we find the Christmas spirit?
Beat it, brats.
That lady looks like Ravinder.
And the men look like Bo Weasel and Cabbage Jack.
Well, at least we know that the Christmas spirit can't be one of them.
There's the Santa Clausic Savior told us about.
I bet he knows where the spirit is.
Right.
Come on.
Frank, those children, if they step into traffic, they'll be hurt.
Hold our hands, kids.
Where are you taking us, mister?
Out of this traffic.
That's okay with us.
Thanks, lady.
Thanks, mister.
You poor children.
You look so frightened.
You're white as a sheet.
I hope it didn't scare my freckles off.
Aren't they sweet?
Oh, Frank, I wish we had children.
Especially one like her.
It's so lonely at Christmas without children.
Here, dear.
Hey, the man dropped something.
Look, a wallet.
With a pile of money in it.
Sir, you're right.
We're going to give it back to the man.
The little thieves.
Out of them.
They're chasing us.
We'll hide in that house.
Yes.
Isn't this fun, Mom?
Getting ready for Christmas Eve with you and Daddy and Grandma and Grandpa and the Christmas
spirit in the house?
The spirit's in there.
I guess they won't mind us taking just one peek.
It's such a pretty tree.
And smell that turkey.
Hey!
Who's there?
Who are you?
Sorry.
We were just looking for the spirit.
There's nobody here.
But you were talking to your Mom and Dad.
I was just making believe this is a home for kids who don't have a Mom and Dad.
Where are the other kids?
At people's homes for Christmas, because they might get adopted.
I didn't want to go.
Nobody's going to adopt me.
I'm different from other kids.
All kids are different.
Sure.
She's different from me.
And he's different from me.
Being different is what makes every kid special.
Yeah!
Some of us big kids and some of us small.
Some kids are shorter and some kids are tall.
Everyone's different.
They're different.
There's me and there's you, but one day a year, every dream can come true, because it's
everybody's Christmas and everybody's joy.
Everybody's special, each girl and each boy, yes, it's everybody's Christmas, together
we'll share, for everyone, every year, everywhere.
Some folks have nothing and some have too much.
Real gifts you don't measure.
It's love in each other, not lights on a tree, that makes Christmas magic for you and for
me.
Everybody's special, each girl and each boy, yes, it's everybody's Christmas, together
we'll share, for everyone, every year, everywhere.
Everyone, every year, everywhere.
What's your name?
Jenny.
What's yours?
Hi Jenny.
Hi, Jenny.
Are you sure?
We'll see if it's you.
We'll see.
I'll pay for you.
I'll pay for you, Jenny.
I'll pay for you.
What about you Jenny?
I'll pay for you, Jenny.
Hi Jenny.
What about you Jenny?
I'll pay for you, Jenny.
What about you Jenny?
Wait, wait there, wait there, Jenny.
You'll find someone who wants to adopt you, Jenny, you'll see.
Hey, what about those nice people we met?
You know someone who'd adopt me?
Really?
Yes, they said they wanted a kid just like Paulo Luiz.
And you and Paulo Luiz look alike.
But we've got to find him anyway.
To give him this, come on with us Jenny.
Wait, they might have seen us come in the window.
Who?
Someone's chasing us.
To get what those people dropped.
We can sneak out the back.
There, little sneaks, too.
Come on.
The cabin is full.
The Cabbage Patch Kids Christmas will continue after these messages.
Show and tell time.
Another teddy bear?
My teddy's name is Teddy Ruxpin.
He talks, he tells stories.
Four batteries not included.
Hi, my name is Teddy Ruxpin.
Can you and I be friends?
I really enjoy talking to people.
I would like...
Teddy Ruxpin, the storytelling bear, comes with illustrated book and cassette from Worlds of Wonder.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care in hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there.
Santa Claus.
The children were nestled all snug in their beds while visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.
And Mama and her kerchief and I and my cap had just settled down to a long winter's nap.
Dad, it still works.
Reach out and touch someone.
Come one, come all.
As your Saturday morning favorites, send you the warmest greetings for the holiday season.
From Bugs Bunny, the Ewoks, C-3-B-O, and R-2-B-2, Scooby Doo, the Superpowers Team, and the Little.
It's that special time for caring and sharing, for ringing out the old and bringing in the new.
So from all of them to all of you, ho, ho, ho.
Merry Christmas to all.
We now return with the Cabbage Patch Kids Christmas.
Grab them!
Find that money! Empty their pockets!
Junk!
Tell us where the money is, and we'll be partners.
You'll work for me, you'll rob, and steal, and pick pockets!
We certainly will not.
No!
That's the trouble with you today.
They don't want to work.
What do we do now, Otis Lee?
When I say three, we'll bite their legs.
Two is quicker.
Right.
One, two.
Yow!
Ouch!
Come on!
Does he run, Jenny?
When people like that are after me, you bet.
We'll hide in that place.
Hey!
Stop!
Hey!
Stop those kids!
Find them!
We can't have street kids running around the lobby of the Prince Albert.
Wow! Did you hear that?
We're in a prince's place.
How do we get away and find those people who adopt me?
Don't worry, Jenny. We'll find them.
Won't we, Otis?
Sure we will.
Look! The man and lady.
We've got to get to them without being seen.
I love that child with the freckles.
Oh, Frank, I thought we'd be less lonely coming to the city to see the children enjoying Christmas.
How will we get to them, Otis?
Leave it to me. I've got a plan.
Hey, lady! Mister!
They didn't hear you.
But those friends of the prince did.
They're in that cart.
Come on! The nice people went in that room where the folks are eating.
Now go and cause trouble for the plaza.
Look! Over there! It's them!
Let's go get them!
Uh-oh!
We'd better quick hide.
Where?
Stop asking so many questions, Remy!
Come on!
Maybe I should go back to the children's home.
I'm just making a lot of trouble for everyone.
You're not trouble, Jenny.
No! We're not trouble!
Besides, it's never trouble helping a friend.
And you're even more than a friend to me, Jenny.
You look so much alike.
I feel you're almost my sister.
Me, too.
Those brats are in this park somewhere.
Find them!
I wonder what all the singing's for.
It's Christmas Eve.
That prophet's singing for the spirit.
We didn't even get one peek at him.
I'm cold. I'm hungry.
Me, too.
Please forget about me.
You should be going home.
Your mothers and fathers will be worried about you.
We don't have any.
You mean you're all alone, like me?
Oh, we aren't alone. We've got Colonel Casey.
We've got Xavier.
And we have each other.
Yeah!
Thieves always keep their money under the pillow.
It's them!
Now you'll steal from me.
You'll crawl through windows and gates
and make this my merriest Christmas.
Or you'll never see your bread friend again.
Come on!
But we promised to get Jenny adopted.
She doesn't have a mother or father.
Then steal one for her.
That's the little girl missing from the home.
And those pickpockets we've been looking for.
The cops!
Grab the brass and run for it!
Go grab hands and pull each other out.
Just like I planned.
I think I know where we're going to spend New Year's Eve.
I'll take you back to the children's home.
But we have to get Jenny a real home.
We're trying to get her to a man and a lady.
They live over there with Prince Albert.
There they are!
Mr. Lady! Mr. Lady!
Frank, it's those children.
Here's something you lost, mister.
Why, thank you, son.
And here's something we found.
A little girl for you.
Her name's Jenny, and she needs a mom and dad.
But she doesn't think she can get adopted
because she's different.
But that makes her special, just like me.
You're right, dear.
She's very special.
She's from the children's home.
I ran away.
Well, we're going to take you right back there.
Back?
To see if we can adopt her.
I'll file the adoption papers right away.
In the meantime, Jenny dear,
you may go and visit with Mr. and Mrs. Clark.
Yay!
Kids!
It's Xavier!
Colonel Casey said you didn't come back to the patch last night,
so I came looking for you.
And the police said to try here.
Bye, kids.
And thanks.
Bye!
I'm glad you got a mom and dad, Jenny.
I wish we could both have the same mom and dad,
and we'd really be sisters.
Maybe we could.
That's a wonderful idea.
Then we'll have a house full of freckles.
This will be our happiest Christmas ever.
I always wondered what it'd be like to have a mom and dad.
Is it okay with you if I go?
Sure, it's just that we'll miss you.
So we're unhappy for us,
but we're also happy for you, aren't we?
Yay!
The Cabbage Patch Kids' Christmas will continue after these messages.
Please don't eat all the morsels.
Please don't eat them all.
Because if you eat all the morsels,
your cookies will be bald.
Nestle Toll House morsels,
so chocolatey and rich.
But save them for the cookie,
or your cookie will look like this.
Please don't eat all the morsels.
You'll just have to wait.
Because it's Nestle Toll House morsels
that make the cookies taste so great.
It's new Barbie Home and Office.
You put it together.
All in one.
Day and night, Barbie dolls all separately.
We girls are never late to work.
Right, Barbie?
Home and Office.
Desk, private stuff, only we can do.
Telephone, too.
Computers, oh, with what great fun work is.
We girls can do anything.
Right, Barbie?
Barbie Home and Office comes with everything you see here.
Barbie dolls all separately.
New from Mattel.
Now return with the Cabbage Patch Kids' Christmas.
Well, the day after Christmas,
Paula Louise and Jenny's new folks
sent the kids a tree, a turkey,
and a whole bunch of presents.
But the best present of all
was the new Cabbage Patch Kid.
I wish we could have seen the Christmas spirit.
Me, too.
Yeah.
You did.
Huh?
The Christmas spirit's a feeling you get
when you're making someone else happy,
like you did Paula Louise and Jenny and the Clarks.
Wow!
We had it all along.
And we didn't even know.
The turkey's ready!
Came out great.
Aren't you gonna join us, Colonel Casey?
Uh, no, thanks.
I gotta be getting back to Babyland General
to check on the new arrivals.
Whoa!
Of course, you weren't born in a Cabbage Patch.
But in a way, you're like the Cabbage Patch Kids,
because you're each one different.
And that makes you special, too.
Sunday following Christmas,
Sunday following Ripley's Believe It or Not.
He's indispensable.
The Immortals.
For a better Santa Fe
Today and forever
For ages and ages to come
Till the last trumpet sounds
Her Majesty, the Queen of the Water Spirits.
Immortality
The Lord of the Sleep Phaes
Down in our present state
The Master of the Sound Hymns
Who live when no mortal has been
The Commander of the Wind Demons
Immortality
We have no children or kids
The Grand Duke of the Light Elves
With their Royal Highnesses
The Princess Flash and Twilight
Today and forever
The Protector of the Nooks
Ages and ages to come
The King of the Riles
I bid you welcome.
Immortality
We are called here to discuss the man known as Santa Claus.
A mortal who has won the love of the entire world.
Tonight, when he returns from his final ride,
He will be visited by the Spirit of Death.
Of all men who have inhabited the Earth,
No other so well deserves to live on.
A mortal live on? Nonsense.
We have come, so we will hear you out, Great Ack.
Although your cause seems hopeless,
But come to the point. What is your desire?
That Santa Claus be allowed to continue his yearly rides,
His good work.
But that would mean only one thing.
Yes. To bestow upon Santa Claus
The Mantle of Immortality.
Presenting Ronald McDonald in Rhymin with Fries.
Here comes Ronald with a special surprise.
Here he comes.
A whole basket of delicious McDonald's french fries.
Oh, we missed.
Every once in a while, somebody tries a new trick for grabbing those wonderful fries.
McDonald's, not food. It's those wacky fry guys.
It's a good time.
How'd you know it was us, Ronald?
Because you're the only guys who rhyme with fries.
Oh, the great taste of McDonald's.
Here's Peaches and Cream Barbie doll.
Date and I can doll so separately. Gorgeous.
We girls can glow from head to toe. Right, Barbie?
Peaches and Cream Barbie. Long lashes stole.
What a dream. Oh, Peaches and Cream.
We girls can do anything. Right, Barbie?
Peaches and Cream Barbie doll comes with change around stole and everything you see here.
Ken dolls sold separately. From Mattel.
How shall I begin this story of the life and adventures of Santa Claus?
At the beginning, Master Woodsman.
Yes, the beginning.
We live so happily here in the forest that we know nothing of the sorrow and misery that falls to the lot of those poor mortals who inhabit the open spaces of the Earth.
It was a short 60 years or so ago, an instant in immortal time, that I came upon the babe, abandoned in the snowy woods at the very edge of the forest.
I left the child with the lioness Sheegra. I ordered her to lie close to the babe and to give it her milk and to send word throughout the forest that the child should not be harmed.
Otherwise, he would have been Sheegra's evening meal.
Great Ack, what is a child?
You were always as you are now, Nessil, as immortals will always be. And you know nothing of children because there are none among us.
And there will never be. It is so decreed by our laws.
Born in our present state, never were babies. We live where no mortal has been. We're the nobility of non-humanity. We have no children or kin.
Children. It would be nice to see one, to hold one, just once.
For I sempre, today and forever, for ages and ages to come, to the first cracking of doom.
A child of man. A baby.
The lioness Sheegra guards the babe. I must wait and be silent.
Surely I can look after my young trees and the babe as well.
A child. Maybe that's what I've been missing all these years.
A child. Maybe that's the cause of emptiness and tears. Is it too late? No.
My heart would find a place. It wouldn't take up too much space. A child.
A child. A child.
What is it that has disturbed you, Great Ack?
I feel a strange presence. Something that has never been in the forests of Bersie before.
Great Ack, it is the lioness Sheegra. She is beyond my control.
I thought no animal was beyond your control, Peter Nook. Are you not the master of all animals in the world?
It has never happened before.
Oh, Great Ack, find room in your heart to forgive me. I have broken the law of the forest.
But please, let me keep the man-child. Let me know the joy and warmth of having this baby.
Sheegra, here. It's all right, Sheegra.
Yes, I know what I told you. You are right to be angry.
Please, let the babe remain.
Here? In the forest of Bersie? Where the human race has never yet penetrated?
But the law, child. The law.
The law is the law. Or it wouldn't mean anything, right?
The law is made by the Great Ack. If he bids me care for the babe he himself has saved from certain death.
Who else in the forest would oppose me?
I'd say you were fairly trapped, Great Ack.
Agreed. She shall keep the babe and the lioness Sheegra will stay to protect them.
What shall we name the babe, Nassil?
I will call him Claus. For in the language of our forest it means little one, little Claus.
Gets a bit chilly in this forest at times. Luck to you, child.
Claus it is, then.
Babe in the woods.
Thinks the world's all fun and laughter. Doesn't know what's coming after after all.
He's just a babe in the woods.
Till his careless days are over he'll be wrapped in four-leaf clover overall.
He hasn't yet learned his fears. He's still wet behind the ears.
An acorn under a shady oak. He thinks it's all a great big joke.
Claus, Tingler is here for your language lesson.
Hi, Tingler. What's it going to be today? Squirrel? Bee songs? Wood flower poetry? Or elephant?
All wrong. Torto. Incorrecto. Falsch. All wrong.
Finch.
Oui, Monsieur Tingler.
Not French. Finch.
Oh, okay. Let's practice by the stream.
Are all children like Claus, Queenserline?
No. He is a very special child, Nisil. And I'm sure he will grow up to be a very special mortal man.
I miss the babe I once had.
You must say goodbye for a time to Nisil and her sister's claws, for you are going to accompany me on a journey through the world.
The world?
Yes. Where mortals, not unlike yourself, live. We immortals are few, but mortals are many.
I would like to see the mortals. Very much.
Go then, and be back by daybreak tomorrow.
Great act called me a man. What does that mean?
It is the name mortals use for a boy who has grown, as you have.
Goodbye, Nisil.
There is another word the mortals use. Mother.
Mother? What does it mean?
One who has a child. A mortal child who grows and becomes a man.
Are you my mother?
I would like very much for you to call me that, if only for this one time.
Alright then. Goodbye, mother.
Hold tightly to my belt, for we are going to journey through the air and circle the world.
Hold fast, claws. When we land, we shall become invisible to all whom we meet.
One measly cart, the lord of the manor shall hear of this.
But Squire Roswell, it's been raining for a fortnight, and this is the first day we could harvest.
You'll work in the dark tonight by torchlight, and without your supper, till the quote is made.
Put it back. One more trick like that, and you'll find yourself back at the orphanage, you will.
Wait, it's only a turnip. A single miserable turnip. Here, take it.
Use claws. They cannot see us.
So these are mortals. Do they all act this way towards one another? It seems so cruel compared to our world.
Man's inhumanity to man, claws.
And I'll be back when you least expect it. So be warned.
Do all mortals live like this?
You shall see.
Squire Roswell tells me the serfs are acting up again.
One of the little brats tried to steal one of my turnips. Imagine.
He only took it because he was hungry. It's fine for you. You've got everything you need.
Surely we can do something.
And I hear that another scamp wants to learn to read. Imagine.
Next, they'll be wanting to write. You don't want to learn to read or write, do you, Jameson?
Of course not, sir.
Soon they'll start dreaming of another kind of life. And that would be the end of all this.
We can't afford that, now can we? Sooner or later, they'd want what we have.
This business of being a mortal, I don't think it's for me.
But you are a mortal, Claus. And you will remain one until you are just a memory to immortals like Nassil.
I don't understand.
Come, you will understand in time.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Are they playing a game?
No. They are training to be samurai, warriors who will fight and, if necessary, die for their lord.
That man is their teacher.
Hey! Hey! Yeah!
Stop! Don't hit him!
There is nothing you can do, Claus.
He's just a little boy.
He is learning to be an adult, to survive in the difficult world of mortals.
But at his age, he should be like I was, laughing and playing.
Ah, Claus, if it were only that simple.
Everything is so different from our forest. Show me more, great act. I want to learn.
Come, then.
Where to now?
To a place of trade.
Why are those children holding out their hands?
They are homeless, Claus. They have no one to care for them.
No Nassil, no Sheegra, and they have no money to buy food.
They depend on the generosity of others.
I would like to help them, great act. There must be something I can do.
Jump food, you're losing your grip.
Sorry, kids. I guess I'm whipped.
That's because you don't eat the right things.
If you want to feel good, you've got to eat good food.
Yeah, like delicious Campbell's soup. It's great.
That way you won't be skating on thin ice.
Looks like I got the tail end of the deal.
I love my Campbell's soup, it's good food.
What's this stuff?
Some cereal. It's supposed to be good for you.
I'm not going to try it.
Let's get Mikey. He won't eat it.
He likes it. Hey, Mikey.
Life Cereals. Nutritious, delicious.
What a beautiful Christmas this is going to be.
With Timex course, you have gift-giving ideas from the most elegant to the most athletic.
Merry Christmas, everyone, from Timex.
Meet Helen, our aspiring advertising executive.
Helen's not feeling very creative today because she's wearing one of those diapers that leak.
Well, Helen, here's a big idea, Kleenex Huggies diapers.
These are form-fitting, and they're thick and absorbent with gentle, extra-wide elastic at the leg.
So Huggies hug to help stop leaking and help keep babies happy.
Now Helen's wearing Huggies, and that's all the inspiration she needs. Right, Helen?
Yay!
Wednesday, can business and pleasure mix?
You've got your eye on Frank DiMarco.
I should have known.
Who would have expected it of our Mary?
I have no intention of going out with you.
Sexy, dynamic.
He's my boss.
Of course.
Could this be Mary's best chance for romance?
Oh, yeah, I can't miss.
And on Foley Square...
Lay it on me, boss. I can handle anything.
New York's brightest assistant DA faces her toughest case yet.
Happy birthday.
I wish I looked like Tina Turner when I'm 40.
Wednesday.
If somebody is having an off night, take charge.
We lose too many lives when fans drink and drive.
Mary and Pastor Keith, it's the biggest assist he can make.
And men go to war, Claus.
They fight amongst themselves for what are known as causes.
Good causes?
Sometimes. More often, they are not.
War.
Men kill each other when they disagree.
What is man's use? Why is he here? Why is he born at all?
To leave the world in some way better than he found it.
Great act. How can I do that?
You must follow your star, as others have before you.
And try to bring a measure of love and joy to the world.
Great act showed me all the places in man's world. My world.
It's a hard and cruel place, but it's where I have to live.
Well spoken, young Claus.
I will never forget what you've given me, Naseel.
Mother, I'll never forget you.
You will come back to visit.
If you'd let me, I'd like that.
Call upon me whenever you have need, Claus.
We too, anytime.
If you're feeling blue, we'll color you pink.
And we shall be here as well to assist you.
Goodbye, son.
Goodbye, friends.
Goodbye. Good luck, Claus.
God his footsteps well, Sheegra, Tingla.
You're both coming with me?
Si, oui, d'accord, bueno, riste, si.
I feel like something or someone is guiding my steps.
That I know exactly where I'm going.
Well, we're just on the edge of the valley now.
Just a little further by my calculations.
Does this valley have a name?
Yes, shh, we are almost upon it.
Listen, attention, attention, ascolta.
Oh, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho.
Mesh, shnij, neve, snow.
Snow?
Yes, in the laughing valley of ho, ha, ho
there is always snow because it is always winter.
The laughing valley of ho, ha, ho.
I like the name. I like the place.
I like the snow.
Let's make camp.
There.
Klaus, Klaus, get up.
You have...
Guests, look.
Thank you all.
I promise I'll make you proud of me.
Now don't be jealous.
You've got to learn to live together with Blinky Shigra.
Nassil sent Blinky to us and we all have to learn to live together.
Now don't we?
Hello.
What was that?
Sounded close.
Let's have a look.
He's frozen with cold.
Let's get him warm quickly.
He's coming around.
Hello.
Where am I?
Don't be afraid, little one.
You're with friends.
I'm Klaus, and this is Tingler, Shigra, and Blinky.
I'm Weekum, and I guess I got lost, and I saw your house,
and I stepped into this big drift of snow, and it was very cold and...
Well, you're all right now, Weekum.
Tell us where you live.
In a place for kids who don't have mothers and fathers,
or anyone else to take care of them.
Well, little Weekum, let's be pals, you and me.
Okay, Mr. Klaus, friends.
Friends.
What's that you're carving?
Just a little cat, like Blinky here.
Blinky's a nice cat.
I wish I had a cat like her.
Well, there's an idea.
You get some sleep, and maybe tomorrow morning I'll have a surprise for you.
A surprise?
That would be nice.
Good night, everybody.
What do you have in mind, Klaus?
A cat like Blinky.
A copy.
A little wooden one.
Not bad for your first spiel, Zoey.
Toy.
That's the word.
Toy.
A toy.
I like the sound of the word.
Yes, it's a good word, Tingler.
And I slept in his house, and when I woke up, there was this big surprise.
What he calls a toy.
Mr. Klaus, can you make another?
Well, we could all share.
We want to wake up to a big surprise.
Big surprise.
A wooden cat with yellow-green eyes.
Yellow-green eyes.
A little black cat with a big blue bow.
A funny little cat sitting in the snow.
A silly little cat with a great big smile.
Could we have one for just a little while?
Just a little while.
Big surprise.
We want to wake up to a big surprise.
Big surprise.
A wooden cat with yellow-green eyes.
Yellow-green eyes.
A little black cat with no meow.
A funny little cat, please tell us how.
A silly little cat with a tongue that's red.
A pretty little toy we could take to bed.
We could take to bed.
Big surprise.
We love you, pretty kitty.
We'd like you to stay.
We'll take turns sharing kitty.
We'll each have you for a day.
We want to wake up to a big surprise.
Big surprise.
A wooden cat with yellow-green eyes.
Yellow-green eyes.
A little black cat with a big blue bow.
A funny little cat sitting in the snow.
A silly little cat with a great big smile.
Could we have one for just a little while?
Just a little while.
Big surprise.
On the first day of Christmas, I left the Hallmark store.
With a stuffed toy named Rodney Reindeer.
On the next day, I bought Rhonda, and then I added more.
Now, I took the song before, danced with Rhonda Hallmark.
Thank you.
Three poppy toys, two girls and boys, one more for the treat.
And the stuffed toy named Rodney Reindeer.
Give Rodney and Rhonda Reindeer this Christmas.
They're only at Hallmark.
From Walt Disney Pictures, it's 101 adorable puppies.
101?
And one wicked woman who will stomp at nothing to get them.
It's a mystery that's a great adventure.
But most of all, it's fun.
It's fabulous!
It's Walt Disney's animated comedy classic, 101 Dalmatians, rated G.
Starts Friday, December 20th at theaters everywhere.
The life and adventures of Santa Claus will continue.
You're closing the store? I don't believe it.
Forget the store.
With the family business gone and her marriage failing, hope arrives from her past.
She'll need to be home.
The journey back rekindles memories, and the near tragedy of her child brings the family together.
In the presence of love, there are miracles.
Join Lee Remick, Angela Lansbury and Holly Holliday in the gift of love, A Christmas Story, tonight.
Sunday, it's George C. Scott in a brilliant adaptation of A Christmas Classic,
as magical spirits teach lessons of the heart to a miser named Scrooge.
Every idiot who goes about with Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled in his own pudding.
And God bless us all, everyone!
A Christmas Carol, Humbug.
This is CBS.
I failed again.
How about these, Master?
Hi there. My name is Teddy Ruxpin.
How are you today?
Fine.
Well then, I would like to tell you...
Teddy Ruxpin.
The world's first animated storytelling bear.
Now available at stores everywhere.
Season's Greetings from Milwaukee.
As how Claus had made his first toy, there were more to come.
By the end of the week, he had made dozens.
You beg immortality for a toy maker?
Surely there is more to tell.
Much more, indeed.
The demand for his toys kept Claus busy.
But he was quite happy in knowing the pleasure it gave to so many children.
The Riles, Nooks and Wood Nymphs helped and supported him in his new endeavor.
Now what do you call that one?
Well, I thought you were the one with the names for things.
Okay, okay. Right you are.
I name it a bambola, a poopchin, a poopay.
How about a doll?
Sounds perfect to me.
I'd like to give this one to that little girl.
The one I met in the castle during my trip with the great act.
But she's a rich lord's daughter.
Rich or poor, children are children.
And I intend to treat them all the same.
Then this toy making is going to be a full-time business.
What was that?
Mr. Claus, if you make another toy, we're coming for you.
Signed King Agua.
Who is King Agua?
A little more information if you please in Bersi talk.
Well, it said that the Aguas influence children.
Make them do terrible bad things like stealing, fighting and quarreling.
Disobeying their parents, that kind of stuff.
And where do we find these terrible Aguas?
Their homes are in the Rocky Mountains, not far from here.
That's not good.
What are you going to do?
Nothing. It's toy making as usual.
Oh, one other thing I forgot to mention.
Yes?
It said that they can make themselves invisible.
Good night.
Invisible?
Well, that does make it a bit more difficult.
Isn't she, Agua?
Yes, I agree.
We'll have to be on our guard.
So, he's going to continue his blasted toy making.
Well, we'll see about that.
Come to me, ye nooks of the forest.
Who are you that call upon the nooks?
How do you know the call?
I am a friend of your brothers in Bersi.
A friend of Peter Nook.
So, we cannot capture this toy maker easily,
for he has friends among the immortals.
But we can keep him from making the children happy.
Tomorrow, when he leaves for the village...
The Aguars.
We must find a way to defend ourselves against these invisible foes.
I won't be defeated so easily the next time.
The Aguars have stolen the toys each and every time I've gone into the village.
Counting yesterday, it makes 12 attacks.
We must plan some type of defense.
Good, good.
They'll never find this cave, and Quas will soon give up his toy making,
and the children will be ours to control again.
I'm going to try one more time, by night, and alone.
Oh, Quas, that's bad. A bad idea.
I must try one more time. I can't give up.
Thought you could outsmart King Agua, did you?
The toys.
I will continue to make my toys. I'll find a way. You'll see.
Keep making toys, Quas.
Our caverns are not yet full.
Appear, King Agua, and face me.
Who dares call on us, and has the power to force us into visibility?
It is I, Master Woodsman of the world.
We owe no allegiance to you, nor to any immortal.
That is true. Yet you have ventured to interfere with the actions of Quas,
who dwells in Laughing Valley, and is under my protection.
You rule only the forest of Bursey. The valley is ours.
We will do as we please with this.
We will do as we please with this. Claws.
You shall not harm my friend in any way.
Our powers are as great as yours, immortal fool.
So, you refuse to obey me?
It is war. War. No one is master of the Aguas.
So, you defy me?
With revenge. Your friend Claws shall be captured within three days,
and done away with for good.
If it is war you want, then war you shall have.
Farewell, King Agua. Forever.
Great Silver Axe.
I am sorry I have to call upon you.
But this war cannot be avoided, although I have tried.
Cut well, Great Axe, against these hosts of evil.
Behold! They fight with tree branches.
I will overwhelm them with our evil powers.
Go forth, great dragon, and incinerate them.
Go forth, great dragon.
Your evil friends have been defeated.
It is the law that good shall overcome evil.
Forward, immortals! Charge!
I hear you have many toys ready for the children.
You may carry them safely across the valley without fear.
The Aguas have perished.
Thank you, Aunt Martha.
No, not believable.
Try.
Thanks.
Jo, pretend she just gave you a sundae.
But she gives me stuff like this.
Try again.
Hey kids, look who's here.
Thank you, Aunt Martha.
You're welcome.
This Christmas, give something kids love.
McDonald's gift certificates, just 50 cents each, or 10 for $5.
It is a sundae.
It's a good time for the great taste.
Jo, say thank you.
Oh, McDonald's.
I forgot.
Put a little muscle into that, trainee.
But Mrs. Haynes' boy's underwear, Inspector 12, I thought I should be gentle.
Gentle?
Did you ever see a boy wrestle?
Did you ever see a boy slide into second base?
Why, boys are worse than men when it comes to...
Every Haynes t-shirt and brief has to pass 11 quality tests, and Inspector 12.
They don't say Haynes until I say they say Haynes.
Haynes' men's and boys' underwear are now on sale at a store near you.
Milk it does.
Hey, milk it does a body.
Milk it does a body good.
Pass it on.
It's one to grow on.
Great for our frosty cold and cold.
It's full of what you're thirsty for.
Wow.
It is.
It makes you feel good because it tastes so great.
It really does a body good.
Pass it on.
Milk it does.
Milk it does a body good.
Pass it on.
This Friday, three tales of Christmas, a failing Santa's greatest day.
I don't think there are very many tags like this around.
A beleaguered secretary's perfect world.
You're a secretary?
And a cosmic Christmas gift from long, long ago.
Season's greetings from the Twilight Zone.
Wednesday, Kenny Rogers, Dolly Parton, together for the holidays in a musical, magical Yuletide celebration.
Kenny and Dolly, A Christmas to Remember.
What?
It's no use.
We'll never get it to move.
Reindeer.
Yes, Claus.
The reindeer will be able to pull your sleigh with ease.
But they've never been out of the forest before, so you'll have to guide them with these.
How can I ever thank you, Peter Nook?
By having these deer back in the forest before daybreak, huh?
Daybreak it will be.
Are you sure you can handle all this, Claus?
We'll soon find out.
All ready?
Away we go.
Like we've crossed the entire valley in just a few leaps.
It's almost like...
Right.
Now I know why they call it Laughing Valley.
With the ho, ho, ho, and the ha, ha, ha, and the ho, ho, ha, ha, he.
Now away we go on the frozen snow as merry as we, as we can be.
Our first stop. In you go.
I'm afraid, friends, that we've made our journey for nothing and we'll have to take all of the toys back.
What's the matter?
The doors are locked and I can't get in.
We've never tried this at night before.
Well, you have to get in somehow.
Please.
Oh, sorry, the roof.
Why don't you go down the chimney?
Good thinking.
Why, the children have hung their stockings by the chimney to dry.
A good place for a little morning surprise.
Why not?
Well, that worked rather well.
If we find any more locked doors, we'll know what to do.
Look, more toys.
Where do they come from?
The good Claus must have been here, for his are the only toys in the world.
But how did he get in?
A saint like Claus has no need to unlock doors if it pleases him to enter our home.
Saint Claus.
Santa Claus.
You were late, Claus.
I'm sorry, Peter Nook, but it was only one minute after daybreak.
A minute is a minute, you know.
I would like to use the deer again and I think they enjoyed the trip.
Well, I don't know about that.
One time, yes, but...
It's for the children.
Won't you reconsider?
For les enfants, bambini, kinder, niños.
For the children.
Well, since you put it that way, okay, for the children.
Yay!
But only once a year on Christmas Eve.
Christmas Eve, but that's only ten days from now.
You won't have time to make enough toys.
You'll lose an entire year.
Maybe not.
But how?
If I had the toys the argois stole, I could easily fill the sleigh and more.
But how can we find them?
It's no use.
We've only one more hour until Christmas Eve.
We'll just have to postpone the trip until next year.
One year?
Just think of all the toys we'll have by next year.
But just think of all the disappointed girls and boys this year.
See you all in the morning.
Good night.
Don't give up hope.
Good night.
Not so happy tonight.
Unless...
Claus, get up!
The toys!
We found them!
Get a move on, Claus, or you'll never be back by daybreak.
My first Christmas Eve!
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!
His generous deeds will live forever!
Your story touches even my cold and windy heart.
Where is the man Santa Claus, today?
Santa Claus has been delivering the toys for 50 mortal years.
And now, when he has won the love of all the world,
The spirit of death hovers over him.
I am only a mortal, Chiagra, and all mortal life fades.
But this tree, with its decorations, will remind you of how we delivered our toys to children all over the world.
We'll decorate the tree like this every year, Klaus, and we will never forget you.
And what is your desire, Kratak?
To bestow upon Klaus the mantle of immortality.
In all the world, there is but one mantle. It has existed from the beginning, and no mortal has ever dared to claim it.
What will it profit any of us if it is allowed to remain in its lonely shrine for all time to come?
You are right, Kratak. I vote yes.
So say you all.
Aye.
Against?
So be it.
Thank you.
Bring the golden crypt.
We bestow this mantle upon Klaus, who is called the patron saint of children.
Merry Christmas.
Sleep, my immortal son, and awaken to a new life.
Show and tell time.
Another teddy bear?
My teddy's name is Teddy Bear. He talks, he tells stories.
Four batteries not included.
Hi, my name is Teddy Ruxpin. Can you and I be friends?
Yes.
I really enjoy talking to people. I would like you...
Teddy Ruxpin, the storytelling bear, comes with illustrated book and cassette from Worlds of Wonder.
It's a world of celebration, joyful Yuletide expectation, where peace and love are felt throughout the land.
It's an Eminem's chocolate candy season, moms and Santas know the reason.
The milk chocolate melts in your mouth, not in your hand.
All the world loves Eminem's, their pure milk chocolate joy for everyone.
Eminem's chocolate candies, the milk chocolate melts in your mouth, not in your hand.
Thank you, Great Ack. I will try to be worthy of the mantle.
Of that I have no fear, Santa Claus.
I have devoted myself to the children, Great Ack.
For in all this world there is nothing so beautiful as a happy child.
Christmas
Now stay tuned as the spirit of generations past brings the spirit of Christmas back to life.
We remake an Angela Lansbury star in The Gift of Love, A Christmas Story.
Next.
The Gift of Love
I'm carrying you our birthdays on the 12th.
The 15th, Theodore. It's the 18th.
15th, 18th, 12th.
Dave!
Just a minute, boys!
Dave!
Dave, would you please tell these misinformed children that we were born on the 15th, 18th, 12th?
To tell you the truth, fellas, I don't know the exact date.
We always celebrated in the spring when I found you on my doorstep.
The important thing is that we're all going to be together to celebrate your birthday.
Whenever that is.
Here goes.
Oh, great spirit, tell us the date of our birthday.
You pushed it.
I can't help it if it knows our birthday, Simon.
This is useless. We'll never find out when we were born.
Oh, yes, we will. There's somebody out there who knows our birthday and a lot more about us.
And who is this somebody?
Our mother! Come on, we're going to find Mom.
Mom?
I wish we could say goodbye.
He'd never let us go.
Don't worry, the Chevettes will explain everything in the morning.
Good night, Dave.
We love you.
Get ready, Jeanette!
Now!
Oh!
That's nice!
Two minutes and six seconds.
Not again.
Do you think Dave will really notice?
I don't know. Theodore said Dave likes his eggs to be two minutes exactly.
I can't find the sports section anywhere.
Do you think Dave would mind reading the front page first?
Alvin said sports first, front page second.
Boys!
It's Dave! We've got to clean up this mess.
Whoa!
The sports section.
Girls?
Just a minute, Dave.
Scrambled eggs and sports.
What's going on? Where are the boys?
Well, sit down, Dave.
The boys felt it was time they met their, uh, psychologist, see?
It's only natural for a child to want to find their, uh, uh...
Well, everyone wants to know who their, uh, uh, their, uh...
They went to find their mother?
You got it. Exactly. That's it.
Did they say why? Did they say when they'd be back?
They don't know where to look.
All alone in the forest with wild animals.
They could get hurt.
I've got to find them.
Wait for us, Dave.
We promised the boys we'd look after you.
That ranger back there was very helpful.
He said years ago, the great winter drove all the animals deep into the forest,
across the White Cap River and over Eagle's Peak.
We've got quite a journey ahead of us.
It doesn't matter. We'll find her.
I can't wait to meet Mom.
I bet she's a fairy princess living in a castle.
If you think that, Theodore, you're bound to be disappointed.
She's probably a scholar at a leading university.
I wonder why she left us in the first place.
So I was lucky to fall home on this springy, mournful day.
But the mother and child reunion is only a motion away.
Oh, little darling of mine, I can't put an eye on me.
Remember a sad day. I know they say, let it be.
But it just don't work out that way.
And the course of a lifetime runs over and over again.
So I was lucky to fall home on this strange and mournful day.
Oh, the mother and child reunion is only a moment away.
Oh, the mother and child reunion...
We'll never find Mom.
We might as well go home.
I guess you're right.
Where are we?
You're in Vinnie's home. I found you collapsed outside in the rain.
Are you Vinnie? No, I'm Alice. I'm house-sitting for Vinnie.
She's been out tending to the victims of last night's attack.
That darn ball again.
Oh, here comes Vinnie now.
Well, that ball really made a mess of things.
Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt,
although Papa Willie did sprain his foot pretty badly.
Alvin, Simon, Theodore, Mom, my baby.
Mom!
I thought we were so happy together.
Believe me, Dave, the boys love you very much.
Just because they're looking for their mama doesn't mean they don't love you.
I hope you're right.
Hurry up, you guys. This way.
That's not what the raker said, Brittany.
I have an impeccable sense of direction, Jeanette.
While you always doubt me, I'll...
Brittany! Is she okay?
Hang on, Brittany.
Not a word, Jeanette.
Mom, about the night shirts.
A little snack? Oh, well, I guess I still think of you as baby.
Hmm.
Louie! Louie! Louie!
Ah!
Yum, yum, yum!
Yum!
Time for bed, boys.
Good night, Mom.
Good night, Louie.
Do you boys remember this?
I used to play it for you when you were babies.
Hush-a-bye, little one.
Close your eyes, little one.
Dreamtime is near, and you needn't fear.
And when you wake, I will be here.
Rest your head, little one.
Dream sweet dreams, little one.
The stars say good night.
I say sleep tight.
And when you wake, I will be here.
La, la, la, la, la, la.
I'm just about dressed.
Breakfast, boys!
What's for breakfast, Mom?
Waffles?
What are waffles, dear?
Uh, they're, um...
What do you have, Mom?
We're having maple leaves, berries, and nuts.
I hope you boys don't mind my fussing over you,
but I want our first meal together to be very special.
We'll never forget it, Mom.
Believe me.
Pass the leaves, please.
Help yourself to mine, Theodore.
Don't be silly.
I made cookies.
Oh, swell.
Alvin, could you please pass the berries?
Here.
Ah!
Alvin, what's the matter?
What do you care?
I care very much.
I'm your mother.
I love you.
Ha!
That's why you left us on a stranger's doorstep?
Alvin!
No, boys.
Alvin has a right to be angry.
But it's not as simple as you think.
It was the time of a great winter.
The snow and wind continued for days.
There was no food.
It was very cold.
And everyone was leaving.
I didn't know what to do.
You were too young to survive the long journey.
And I knew we couldn't stay.
But I remembered a nice man who lived nearby.
He was always kind to the forest animals.
I knew he couldn't afford to care for all of us.
I hoped he could feed you three.
Dreamtime is here.
You needn't fear.
And when you wake, I will be.
Ah!
Oh!
It's safe now.
23, 24, 25, 26.
Britney, you're not the only one with mosquito bites.
This map's a bit vague, but we'll figure out which way to go.
I bet it's this way, but then again, it could be this way.
Well, at least we know it's not that way.
You're sure?
Have I ever been wrong?
Let's go, girls.
Well...
That boa really did it this time.
What are you worrying about this place for?
You'll be staying with Dave and us.
Yeah, you can sleep in my bed.
You and Dave will get along great.
Boys, I'd love to go back with you, but I can't.
I... I don't know anything about life in a city.
I'd be like a fish out of water.
Why don't you boys stay with me?
And leave, Dave?
We don't just abandon people we love.
If you really loved us, you'd come home with us.
But, honey, I can't.
Then I'm leaving now.
Wait, Mom.
Maybe we should talk to him first.
Alvin?
I guess we're just not good enough.
Not good enough?
If we were really special, Mom would love us and come home with us.
Oh.
Alvin, I don't think it has anything to do with us.
We can't expect her to live in the city.
It would be like us trying to live in the forest.
Our lives are completely different.
But that doesn't mean she doesn't love us, does it?
Of course not.
Mom loves us very much.
I don't know.
My babies!
Quick, run!
Jack!
I'm stuck!
It won't come off!
What do we do?
Whoa!
Mom!
Run, boy!
Ah!
Mom! Mom! Are you okay?
Oh! Is she? Is she?
Are these bandages tight enough?
Maybe we should elevate my head more.
Mom, I've got it under control.
Now we've got to build up your strength.
Mmm! Acorn bra! My favorite!
It would be mine, too, if I liked acorns.
You know, Mom, I've been thinking.
You're not coming home with us.
Does it mean you don't love us?
We can't expect you to live in the city.
It would be like us trying to live in the forest.
Our lives are completely different.
Where have I heard that before?
Oh, honey, that's so wise of you.
It is, isn't it?
Oh!
Ah!
Good morning, Mom!
Mom?
Ah! She's gone!
In her condition?
Mom! Mom!
Surprise! Happy birthday!
A surprise party? For us?
I'd never forget your birthday.
I celebrate it every year on the 14th.
I knew it was the 14th!
You said it was the 15th, Alvin.
Well, I was the closest.
Well, at least someone is having a good time around here.
Maybe they can point us in the right direction.
You can go now.
The boys are fine.
They found their mother.
Don't you even want to talk to them?
They look so happy.
I don't think I should interfere.
Dave! Dave!
Oh, boy, it's good to see you guys.
Mom, this is our dad, Dave.
She knows that, Theodore.
Oh, yeah.
You've done a wonderful job with the boys.
Well, these three are very special to me.
I better be going.
Can't we stay for the party?
You mean you're coming home?
But we'll be back for visits, okay, Mom?
Promise.
Dance all night, stay all day, Don't let nothing get in the way, Dance all night and keep your feet, Don't you worry about two less feet, Shake it up!
Shake it up! Shake it up! Shake it up! Dance all night, get real, You don't need no bad excuse, Dance all night with anyone, Don't let nobody wreck the fun, Shake it up!
Shake it up! Dance all night, go, go, go, Dance all night, get the feel, go, Go all night, Get real hot, Well, I'll make it up, Well, I'll make it up, Shake it up!
Shake it up! Shake it up!
Thanks for the birthday present, Dave.
It's exactly what I wanted.
And this is a great glove, Dave.
Thanks.
A pasta maker.
You're the greatest, Dave.
Good night, fellas.
Good night, Dave.
What was your birthday wish, Alvin?
Well, at first I wished we were like other families.
But then I realized we're lucky we have parents that love us so much.
Yeah.
Coming up, meet Kissy Fur, a brand new little pal you're gonna love next. Then it's the joy and happiness of Christmas with that special Disney touch in Mickey's Christmas Carol tonight. And starting tomorrow morning, Laugh with the Keaton Family on Daytime Family Ties. Let's all be there.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Watch out!
Mom!
Come on, bears, snap out of it. There's still two of you left and we got paying customers.
You can't do it, Dad. Not without Mom.
I know how you feel, little bear. But we're circus bears and there's a golden rule in the circus. The show must go on. Your mother would have wanted it that way.
Okay.
Ladies and gentlemen, in the center ring, Guts the Wonder Bear and his amazing cub, Kissy Fur.
And now, Guts and Kissy Fur will perform their world famous tightrope act.
You ready, little bear?
Ready, Dad.
Not a boy. Don't lose your concentration now. Keep going.
Mom? Mom!
What are you two doing? What happened to the tightrope act?
Oh, I think we'll be hearing about this, Kissy Fur.
Oh.
No dinner for you tonight.
Sorry I messed up, Dad. But it's just not the same anymore, without Mom.
I know, son. I'm thinking maybe it's time to pull up stakes.
You mean leave the circus?
Oh, boy.
The truck's out.
Dad!
Look, Dad!
We got animals loose. Get the rope.
Dad?
This is our chance, Kissy Fur. We're going to jump ship.
What?
Gus!
You mean run away?
Yup. You folks coming with us?
Gus, be sensible. The circus isn't perfect, but we get three squares a day and a roof over our heads.
And there is nothing like the roar of the crowd.
Get the bear.
Don't do it, Gus.
It is a jungle out there.
So long, old buddies.
Dad!
Yeah, we got the bear.
Good luck!
It's okay, little bear. No one will chase us anymore.
Dad, I'm cold.
Me too, little bear. But maybe there's something in here to keep us warm.
Where are we going, Dad?
We're going to find us a new home.
This should do for tonight.
I'm hungry.
I'm afraid we'll have to wait till morning to round up some food, son.
The circus always had lots of food.
And lots of cages.
But this is worse than a cage.
The other animals were right. We, we...
Ooh!
Dad? Dad, where are you?
Over here!
Dad!
Come see, son. Looks like a pretty nice place to hang our hats.
You mean live down there in that swamp?
Yes.
Oh.
Hmm.
This is perfect. Just perfect.
Perfect for what?
Kissyfer, welcome to our new home.
You mean here, in this tree?
Sure. You'll love it. Now we got a lot of work to do.
Slow down, little mockingbird. What's the big hurry?
I found some berries. Ouch. And lots and lots of berries. And I've got to tell the others. Ouch.
Others? What others?
Can't talk now.
Okay. Meet and come to order. I called you here, cause we got a food shortage.
We knew that, Charles. The question is, what are you going to do about it?
Well, let's see. Hey, like this is going to take a little more thinking. Hey, trust me. I'll think of something.
We've heard that before, Charles. And we want quiet!
Now listen one darn minute. I just found some berries growing on the other side of the swamp. And there's plenty for everybody.
So what? We're not stupid birds that can fly around like you, pal.
Well, once Charles has a point, much as I hate to admit it, we have to travel by water. Those pesky gators are always waiting to eat us.
Shelby's right. Those gators are dangerous. I nearly got caught this morning.
Excuse me, folks. We're kind of new here, but I have an idea that might help you out.
Oh, yeah? And what's that, stranger?
Build a boat.
A boat?
Oh, I think that's a marvelous idea.
That's the stupidest idea I ever heard. So why don't you city slickers go back where you came from?
Truth is, friend, my cub and I kind of like it here.
Do you?
So we'll be seeing you folks around.
Boy, what a boring place. It sure isn't like the circus.
Smooth move, Twinkle Toes.
My name's Kizzy Fur.
Hi, Kizzy Fur.
What's with the vines?
My dad needs them.
Those wimpy things. Hey, the best vines to get are log vines. Right, guys?
Well, I never heard...
Right?
Uh, right, right.
Log vines. Where can I find log vines?
In a log, naturally.
And there's a perfect log.
I don't see any vines.
Oh, they're way inside.
I couldn't find any log vines.
That's because there's no such thing.
Any dummy knows that.
Gator alarm! Gator alarm!
Gators!
Out of my way!
I'm stuck!
What, Gator?
Well, well, well. Looky here, Floyd.
How lucky for us.
This cub here is gonna make a mighty good stew, Jolene.
Stew takes too long to cook.
How about some bare cold cuts?
Listen, you guys, go ahead and have me for dinner.
But please, don't eat my friends.
What friends is that?
My friends in the log.
Check it out, Floyd.
Okay, you little barbits.
Come out of there.
No!
Hey, that new bear cub's not with us.
Maybe he doesn't know about the gator alarm.
I'm going back.
What's going on?
If you'd stuck around, you would have found out.
Thanks a lot.
Hey, where are you folks going with all that stuff?
It's for Charles' big project.
What kind of project?
A bridge.
A bridge that's gonna put food back on our tables.
Smart guy.
Never mind him.
Get moving.
We got work to do.
Now class, we have a new student today, and I'd like him to tell us a little bit about where he came from.
Kissy fur?
Well, I lived in a traveling circus with my dad, and we did all kinds of tricks and stuff for the crowds.
Oh my, that certainly sounds exciting.
Would you mind showing us a few of your tricks?
Well, okay.
Oi, he's a neat guy.
Thank you.
That was absolutely wonderful, Kissy Fur. Just can't believe it.
Anyone can do that dumb stuff.
Watch this.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Well, what do you think?
Wow.
Hold on, little bear. I've got another surprise for you.
Another surprise?
Yup. Close your eyes.
Okay. Open up.
Wow!
Your very own room, Kissy Fur. I finished it today.
It's the neatest room in the whole world.
Just the way Mom would have wanted it.
Yup. I'm glad you both like it.
So, how do you like it, Miss Emmylou?
Pretty sharp, huh?
Well, it's, uh, it's, uh, well, it's interesting.
It'll be finished today.
Then, we'll never have to worry about those stupid gators again.
Whoops.
Well, I gotta get going. Busy, busy, busy, you know.
Oh, boy.
I better talk to Gus about his boat idea.
Funny you should mention that, Miss Emmylou. Here she is.
Why, this is smoother than warm, honey. Gus, you're a regular genius.
That's my dad.
Aw, shucks.
Whoa!
What the?
Dad, that bridge willy is rickety.
More than that, it's downright dangerous.
Ladies and animals, it is with great pride that I declare the Charles Warthog,
that's me, Memorial Bridge officially open for business.
Yay!
Okay, now, let's get out there and bring back those berries.
Dad, gators!
Oh, no, gators.
Gators!
Oh!
Hey, where you going?
There's nothing to be scared of.
This bridge here is gator-proof.
Yow!
Help! I mean, like, help!
Hold on!
I'm going after the pork chops.
I prefer a meat stew.
Hold on!
Now, listen to me, gators.
We all have to live in this swamp together,
so if you want to stay healthy, you'd better leave my friends alone and change your diet.
There's plenty of fresh green swamp grass around, so chew on that.
Now, git!
Yay!
You were great, Dad.
Gus, you were fantastic.
Yeah, I guess I owe you thanks, too.
Aw, just being neighborly.
And since we're all neighbors now,
everyone's invited to a little housewarming at our place this evening.
Hooray!
Well, get some fur, I know it.
There's a delightful holiday family special,
Nicky's Christmas Carol, next.
And starting tomorrow morning,
Life of the Keaton Family on Daytime Family Ties.
Oh, boy, only one more minute until Christmas vacation starts.
And the teacher hasn't given us any assignments over the holidays.
Oh, no.
I can't believe it.
I've just had my whole vacation ruined, Linus.
We're supposed to read War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy,
and then write a book report about it.
What a way to ruin a vacation.
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How are you doing with War and Peace, Charlie Brown?
I just finished reading The Dust Jacket.
Many is the book report that has been written by just reading The Dust Jacket.
But it's such a long book, Linus.
Look, it's 1,136 pages long.
I bet it weighs more than I do.
When Leo Tolstoy was writing War and Peace,
his wife Sonia copied it for him seven times.
And she did it by candlelight and with a dip pen.
And sometimes she had to use a magnifying glass to make out what he had written.
Linus, I really had to do it after their child had been put to bed
and the servants had gone to their garrets and it was quiet in the house.
Just think, Charlie Brown, she wrote the book seven times with a dip pen.
And you're telling me you can't even read it once?
Hello?
Hiya, Chuck. This is Peppermint Patty.
Oh, hi.
Great news, Chuck. Marcy and I are gonna throw a New Year's party.
You know, ring out the old and bring in the new.
Well, I don't think I can...
It's gonna be great, Chuck. Games and dancing and everything.
But I don't dance. And besides, I have to read War and Peace.
This is your chance to ask the girl of your choice, Chuck.
And I guess we know who that will be, huh, Chuck, you sly dog?
But you don't understand. Like I said, I can't do anything over vacation
because I know you're a little nervous, Chuck.
Being at your first real date. Call me later, Chuck.
Boy, we were just with Marcy. There's gonna be a great New Year's party.
It's boy ask girl. And I just know my sweet baboo will ask me.
I am not your sweet baboo.
And I wouldn't invite you to a chicken race.
Isn't he the cutest thing?
I expect a certain piano player to ask me.
But I've got this book report to do.
I'm enrolling us in a dance class.
A New Year's party is not a party without lots of dancing.
I'll never be able to read that book, Linus.
What are you going to do, Charlie Brown?
Pardon me, but do you have a comic book called War and Peace?
No. Do you have a record of War and Peace?
No.
How about a tape, Orca said?
No.
Well, thanks anyway.
How about a computer game about War and Peace?
No.
You didn't ask about film strips, Charlie Brown.
No, they don't have it on film strips either.
Well, Prince, Genoa and Lucca are now no more than private estates of the Bonaparte family.
No, I warn you that if you do not tell me we are at war,
if you again allow yourself to paleate all the infamies,
I will kill you.
No.
If you do not tell me we are at war, if you again allow yourself to paleate all the infamies and atrocities.
Well, here I am reading War and Peace, and everybody else is at dance class having fun.
Maybe I should go over to the class and just look in, see what they're all doing.
Come on, Chuck, we're learning to foxtrot.
But I have to read my book.
Slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow, slow.
Slow, slow, quick, quick, move across the floor.
Slow, slow, quick, quick, I'm only on page five of my book.
Shoulders back, stomach in, take a deep breath, now let's begin again.
Slow, slow, quick, quick, it's really lots of fun.
Just follow the footprints on the floor and you'll move as one.
Do-do-dee-ah, do-do-wah, la-la-dee-dah.
Slow, slow, quick, quick, just think of Fred Astaire.
Once you get that feeling, you'll be flying through the air.
Now just relax, glide along, keep the rhythm of the song.
Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow, slow, quick, quick.
Good grief.
Hey, I avoid sugar. That makes me feel good about me.
Feeling good about yourself, feeling carefree.
You've got new carefree sugar, the gum fresher, taste that sugar free.
Feeling good about yourself, feeling carefree.
Now that carefree has a new fresher taste, why would anyone chew gum with all that sugar?
Feeling carefree.
Let this go.
I was right in the middle of a caramel when I found gold.
Golden smooth caramel, deep inside every delicious bite of Creamy Cadbury's Dairy Milk Chocolate.
Right in the middle of a caramel when I found gold.
Golden caramel inside Creamy Cadbury's Dairy Milk Chocolate, now 16% bigger.
I was right in the middle of a caramel when I found gold.
He spoke in that elaborate B-choice French, in which our forefathers not only spoke but thought.
And with those slow patronizing intonations, peculiar to a man of importance who has grown old in court society.
He went up to Anna Pavlovna, kissed her hand, presenting her with a...
I wonder when my sweet baboo is going to ask me to the party.
I am not your sweet baboo, and I wouldn't invite you to a garage sale.
Isn't he the cutest thing?
Rerun, you must be doing something wrong.
Balloons are supposed to be round, not square.
You must be blowing air into the wrong places.
Here, try it again.
You blow up a balloon this way.
Okay, now let's see you do it.
Try blowing slower.
Now you're getting it.
Here, I've got another type balloon. Watch.
Now you try it.
Hmm.
Well, are you taking me to the party or not?
Musicians don't dance.
Anyway, I'll be playing the piano at the party.
I don't mind the rejection. It's the smile that bugs me.
You don't ask me to the party. I'll just go with someone else.
Good. Go with someone else.
Anna Pavlovna's drawing room gradually began to fill.
The people of the highest distinction in Petersburg were there.
People very different in ages and characters.
Hello?
Hiya, Chuck. This is Peppermint Patty.
You thought any more about who you're inviting to the party, Chuck?
No, I haven't thought about that. I'm reading War and Peace.
Aha. I knew it would be me.
Well, as a matter of fact, I'm only on page five of my book.
Come on, Chuck. Remember, you have to invite somebody.
Well, I suppose you're right.
I wonder if that little red-haired girl would go with me.
What?
Do you think she would?
So long forever, Chuck.
I've written an invitation to the little red-haired girl.
I'm afraid to call her.
It's too late to mail it, so I thought I'd take it to her house, but I'm worried.
Why?
All you have to do is slip the letter into the mail slot in the front door of the house.
But what if my hand gets caught in the mail slot?
That's ridiculous, Charlie Brown.
Well then, what if my hand gets caught in the mail slot,
and while I'm hanging there, someone opens the door?
Charlie Brown, you worry about the most impossible things.
Hello? Hello?
Heather, are you home?
I've come to invite you to a New Year's party.
I mean, if you don't have anything else to do,
would you like to come?
I could either pick you up or meet you there.
If I ever get my hand out of this mailbox,
I can't stand it.
I just can't stand it.
Tomorrow night's the party.
The little red-haired girl never answered my letter.
What a way to start a new year.
Tomorrow night, millions of people will be going to parties and dressing up.
Some are even ready a day ahead of time.
Too bad Charles couldn't come to the party, sir.
I couldn't care less, Marcy.
It's too bad you had to write that report.
Okay, everybody, it's time to play musical chairs.
Hi, can I come in?
I thought you had a study.
Well, I thought I could read some of it here.
Come on, Chuck, admit it, you sly dog.
You wanted to start the New Year with me.
Well, I was kind of hoping the little red-haired girl would show up.
Chuck, you drive me crazy.
Come on, sir, everybody is ready for musical chairs.
Okay, okay, let's get started.
Can I play?
Oh, I guess so, Chuck, come on.
Hey, it's time for musical chairs.
Come on, let's go.
Set up the chairs now all in a row.
You run around the chairs till the music stops.
And you have to find a seat now.
Don't get caught, cause when the music stops, you can't be standing there.
If you want to be a winner at musical chairs.
Now, we take away a chair while you're running around.
Don't let the kid in front of you get you down.
Just listen to the rhythm now.
Don't miss a beat, cause you don't want to be the only one without a seat.
Cause when the music stops, you can't be standing there.
If you want to be a winner at musical chairs.
Now, every time the music stops, you're gonna end up one chair short.
And if you're hoogalooing when the music's gone, sorry, you gotta move on.
Now it's the moment of truth that's getting down the wire.
You're burning up inside with musical fire.
You hover around each corner of the precious seat.
Waiting for the moment you can get off your feet.
Cause when the music stops, you can't be standing there.
If you want to be a winner, you've got to be a winner.
If you want to be a winner at musical chairs.
Yeah!
Come on, Charlie Brown, it's almost midnight.
I'll pour you a root beer.
Thank you, Lucy.
I've decided next year I'm going to be a changed person.
I'll be serious, Charlie Brown.
No, I mean it. I'm going to be strong and firm.
Forget it, Charlie Brown. You'll always be wishy washy.
Why can't I change just a little bit?
I've got it! I'll be wishy one day and washy the next.
Charlie Brown, I have news for you.
You will never...
You sniffed in my root beer.
Your stupid beagle sniffed in my root beer.
Look at that. I'll bet it's full of dog germs.
Where are my binoculars?
Aha! I thought so.
You see, it's filled with dog germs.
There's one thing you should never do.
Never sniff at someone's root beer.
York! York! York!
Hey, Chuck, wait for me.
Hey, Chuck, that was a sly move on your part.
You know, to get us out here alone on New Year's Eve.
Huh? Yep, we might end up ushering in the New Year together.
I bet you'd like that, eh, Chuck?
Hmm.
It's been a great year, Chuck. You'll have to admit that.
What do you think, Chuck, would be good rules for living in the New Year?
Keep the ball low.
Don't leave your crayons in the sun.
Use dental floss every day. Don't spill the shoe polish.
Always knock before entering. Don't let the ants get in the sugar.
Ever volunteer to be a program chairman.
Always get your first servant and feed your dog whenever he's hungry.
Will those rules give me a better life, Chuck?
A better life and a fat dog.
Have you made any New Year's resolutions, Chuck?
Yes. You know how I always dread the whole year?
Well, this time I'm only going to dread one day at a time.
Hey, come on. It's almost midnight.
Grab your partners, everybody.
You're weird, Chuck.
But alike in the set in which they moved, the daughter of Prince Basil, the beauty Ellen,
came to fetch her father and go with him to the imposter's feed.
She was wearing a bald dress with an imperial badge on it.
The young Princess Balkanski was there, celebrated as the most seductive woman in Petersburg.
She had been married the previous winter and was not now going out into the great world
on account of her interesting condition, but was still to be seen at small parties.
Prince Iblit, the son of Prince Basil, came too with Morton Mart, whom he introduced.
Oh, hi. You're Heather, aren't you?
Please come in.
Charlie Brown told me he had invited you to the party.
I don't know where Charlie Brown is right now, but would you like to dance?
Chuck, where are you? It's just a few seconds before midnight. Chuck, Chuck!
Should old acquaintance be forgot and never brought to mind?
Should old acquaintance be forgot and days of old lang syne?
And days of old lang syne, my dear, and days of old lang syne,
We'll take a cup of kindness yet for the sake of old lang syne.
Chuck, how could you do this to me? When midnight came along, I was the only one standing all alone.
I, uh, I...
See, brother, my sweet baboo didn't dance with me at midnight. And do you know why?
Well, uh, I, uh...
Because he danced with your friend, the little red-haired girl.
He did what?
Gee, Charlie Brown, I didn't know where you went.
But, well, your friend is sure a good dancer.
You mean she was here, the little red-haired girl was here, and I missed her?
Happy New Year, Charles.
Hurry up, Charlie Brown, we'll be late for school.
Did you finish War and Peace, Charlie Brown?
I finished at three o'clock this morning.
How did you like it, Charlie Brown?
I remember a thing.
Did you turn in your report?
Yes.
What did the teacher say about it? What grade did you get?
A D minus, the lowest grade without failing.
Gee, I'm sorry, Charlie Brown.
The teacher said it looked like the sort of report that was written after midnight on the last day of Christmas vacation.
What did you say?
What could I say?
I congratulated her on her remarkable insight.
Did you see what our next assignment is?
No, what is it?
To Read Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky.
Happy New Year, Charlie Brown.
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Now it's the moment of truth again.
Now stay tuned as a wife is reunited with her husband after ten years, only to discover that the reunion may be a big mistake.
Stacey Keech and Terry Gahr star in Intimate Strangers on the CBS.
He isn't seasonal. Keep your holiday season happy and safe. Don't mix drinking and driving.
Yeah!
Next Friday, Sol's Cabin...