Casper's First Christmas (1979) - full transcript

Hi.

[chuckling]

[theme music]

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.

♪ It's about that time ♪

♪ That time of
the year again ♪

♪ Sleigh bells ring
That season is here again ♪

♪ Hearts are light
and full of good cheer again ♪

♪ Comin' up Christmas time ♪

[honking]

♪ Parties, friends
we're all on the go again ♪



♪ You better bundle up
it's starting to snow again ♪

♪ See you under
that mistletoe again ♪

♪ Comin' up Christmas time ♪

♪ It's time to buy
those Christmas gifts ♪

♪ Go on a shopping spree ♪

♪ To make sure
I get what I want ♪

♪ I buy my gifts for me ♪

♪ 'Tis about that time
for laughter to ring again ♪

♪ Favorite carols
we all wanna sing again ♪

♪ All the joy the
season will bring again ♪

♪ Comin' up Christmas time ♪

♪ 'Tis about that time
for laughter to ring again ♪

♪ Favorite carols
we all wanna sing again ♪

♪ All the joy the
season will bring again ♪



♪ Comin' up Christmas time ♪

♪ Jingle jingle ♪

♪ Jingle bells jingle ♪

♪ Hearts are light ♪

♪ Here comes Kris Kringle ♪

♪ Coming up ♪

♪ Christmas time ♪

["Jingle Bells" music]

[instrumental music]

Golly, I wonder if Santa Claus
ever comes to old houses

like this one.

With no decorations or anything.

Especially one that's
about to be torn down.

Well, just in case.

I'd better be prepared.

Let's see. Hmm.

"Dear Santa

"if you should happen
to come by this way

"I have, but one wish..

[mumbling]

Signed your friend, Casper."

I certainly hope Santa comes.

[clock chimes]

Jeepers! I've got
to get to bed.

[snoring]

[chiming continues]

[chiming continues]

Huh? 8 o'clock?

[yawning]

Hey, hey.
Come on, kiddo.

Time to rise and shine.

We've got a lot of
house hunting to do.

Get a move on.

What do you think
this is, a holiday?

[laughing]

It is a holiday, Hairy.

- It's Christmas eve.
- 'Huh?'

Can't we just this once
spend Christmas Eve at home?

And maybe do
a little decorating.

Christmasdecorating?
Ghosts don't decorate.

They scare people!

But I don't want
to scare people.

I'm a friendly ghost.

Ghosts don't believe
in Christmas.

I do.

That is, I want to.

They say that Christmas Eve
is when friends gather

and express love
and happiness

good wishes, friendship
and-and you-know-who comes.

Huh? Friends?

Are you pulling
my sheets, bub?

Ghosts don't have any friends.

You got to somethin' straight

in that transparent
little head of yours.

Look out there, bub.
If we had any friends..

'Why, if there was anything
to that Christmas talk'

'they wouldn't be
tearing down our house'

'as soon as the snow clears.'

'Christmas! Friends!'

Baloney!

Uh, you said,
"You-know-who" is coming.

Who's "You-know-who"
that's comin'?

Why, Santa Claus, Hairy.

Santa Claus. You know,
the spirit of giving.

A spirit? A spirit!

Why didn't you say so, kiddo?

You mean
they're scarier than me?

[growls]

You see, huh? Huh? Huh?

[laughing]

Golly, no, Hairy.
Santa Claus isn't a ghost.

He's supposed to be
a big jolly gentleman.

With rosy cheeks
and a big round belly

that shakes
when he laughs.

Like a bowl
full of jelly.

Sounds like one of those types
that run for political office.

But, Hairy, all kids
know about Santa Claus.

(Casper)
He travels from house to house
on Christmas eve

bringing gifts
to everyone.

Hold it, boy.
I say hold it.

You're a ghost, kid.
Nobody gives a ghost anything.

And ghosts don't
have any friends.

If a ghost wants something,
he's gotta get it for himself.

- But Hairy--
- That's enough, kid.

You gotta get that Christmas
and Sanity Claus baloney

out of your head.
We've got a crisis on our hand.

(Hairy sobbing)
They're gonna tear
our home down.

We've gotta concentrate on
finding another house to haunt.

(Boo Boo)
'Where are we, Yogi?'

'Shouldn't we be nearing
the mountain lodge by now?'

(Yogi)
'Now, don't worry,
Boo Boo boy.'

'We should've already been
there a long time ago.'

(Snagglepuss)
At the rate we're going..

...we'll be lucky to get
to the lodge bynext Christmas.

If you ask me

my super duper Ernie Western
Indian guide instincts

tell me that we should
have turned right

back down the road apiece.

Somebody said, "Turn left"
and said, "Left."

Somebody else said, "Right."

So...quite naturally
I turned right.

In this case, Yogi,
right was wrong.

Huh?

Great! What a wrong turn
of events this is.

If we don't get to the lodge,
we don't get to have Christmas.

Golly, dear old dad,
Christmas will come

whether we find
the lodge or not.

That's my boy
who said that.

And he might have
a point there.

And I don't mean
on the top of his head.

That's right, Augie Doggie.

Christmas will come,
no matter where we're at.

(Augie)
All we need is a place
to be cozy and warm.

(Doggie Daddy)
'And a pretty Christmas-time
tree with all the trimmings.'

(Huckleberry)
'And Santa Claus will
be sure to find us.'

Look, Yogi, there's an old
house, straight ahead.

(Snagglepuss)
'Heavens to Murgatroyd.'

'It's an old house.
Straight ahead.'

(Yogi)
'Y-a-y! That place
gives me the creeps.'

I wonder if it leaks.

(Augie)
It may look creepy now

but with a nice fire
in the fireplace..

(Boo Boo)
And a pretty Christmas tree.

Why, we could have the place
looking peachy keen.

In no time.

Well, then, what are
we waiting for?

(Quick Draw)
Yippee, let's get
this show on the road.

Let's deck the halls.

(Yogi)
The last one inside
is the last one inside.

Okay, everybody.

Let's just spread out
and brighten

this otherwise
dingy place up.

Y-a-y.

♪ We're making a big-to-do
about this Christmas ♪

♪ Everybody's trimming
the Christmas tree ♪

♪ With lights that glow
and mistletoe ♪

♪ Colored balls
tied with a bow ♪

♪ And cookie dolls
and ginger dough for me ♪

And me.

♪ Hey, we're making a big-to-do
about this Christmas ♪

Yuletide spirit is catching,
yes siree!

♪ Upward strings
Pencil beans ♪

♪ Stars that shine
The bell that rings ♪

♪ Shrieks of joy
and laughter ring to thee ♪

♪ A snowman that is kinda fat ♪

That's really made of snow.

♪ Stalkings hung
The biggest ones ♪

♪ With no holes in the toe ♪

♪ Hey, we're making a big-to-do
about this Christmas ♪

♪ Like in a ba-ba-ba-boo
and doing it right ♪

♪ Our tree is green
The best I've seen ♪

♪ We have swept
the chimney clean ♪

♪ So Santa Claus can make
the scene tonight ♪

♪ Santa Claus can make
the scene tonight ♪

Great piggledy picolaus.

We've covered
the whole countryside

and can't find another
beat up old house to haunt.

- Hairy, look.
- Huh? What?

What is it?
Where? What? What?

- Our house.
- Our house?

- 'A light in our window.'
- 'That can't be.'

- 'We don't own any light.'
- A car!

Someone's come
to pay us a visit.

Visit, my foot.
They're claim jumpers, kid.

You can't trust anybody these
days, especially at night.

Take it easy, bub.
I'll handle this.

Golly, gee.

Hmm.

(Casper)
'Wow! Boy!'

'Gee, a warm fire
and a Christmas tree.'

'It's beautiful,
it's--'

It's disgusting.

(Yogi)
'Y-a-y, how about that,
Boo Boo boy?'

These old tree ornaments must
have been sitting around

'just gathering
dust for years.'

Yeah, Yogi, but they'll
come in handy now

for our Christmas party.

A Christmas party!

Maybe they'll
invite us, Hairy.

O-o-h!

There's that word again,
"Christmas."

I tell you, there's nothing
to that Christmas stuff.

And there ain't no
Sanity Claus either.

I'll teach them to come into
my place and mess it up.

But Hairy..

Gee, I'd like
to be their friend.

I think somebody should look
for some more firewood.

Maybe there's some
down in the basement.

Good thinking, Quick Draw.

Why don't you
exit stage basement

and pursue
the quest for wood?

Just a teeny-weeny minute there.

Me go to the basement alone?

By myself?

- In this old house?
- Why don't we all go?

Then we could all
carry more wood.

It has been said that
there is safety in numbers.

You be one. You be two.
And I'll be three.

And I'll be
a son of a gun.

If that ain't some
fancy figurin'.

[chuckling]

We better find the kitchen,
dear old dad.

You know, to see if there's
an icebox for our refreshments.

You've done it again,
o' son of mine.

And there's nothing like
keepin' the refreshments fresh.

Now let's keep the ornaments
comin', Boo Boo boy.

This is gonna be a Christmas
tree that's nice to see.

- Y-a-y.
- You're right, Yogi.

(Augie)
'This whole house won't look
quite so creepy as before.'

- Uh-oh, this box is empty.
- Here let me help.

Oh, thanks.

[chuckles]

Why, at first everyone thought
this place was haunted.

[chuckling]

[chuckling]

Uh, say...
who are you?

Oh, uh, I'm Casper,
the friendly ghost.

The ghost?

Yeow!

Ah-ah, help! Yow!

Hold it.

(stammering)
Yogi, uh, ah-ah,
g-ghost.

Now, just take it easy,
Boo Boo.

A-a-ah, it's just a little
fellow out there..

...uh, celebrating Halloween
a bit late.

Please, I wanna be your friend.

I'd like to join your party.

It may be the last one
this old house has.

Since it's a Christmas eve,
I guess there's always room

for one more friend.

[chuckling]

Gee, thanks.

[chuckling]

However, I feel I should warn
you about my friend Hairy Scary.

Y-a-y, enough of
this ghost play.

We got a tree to decorate.

- Let's get going.
- Right away, Yogi.

Yes, sir.

This ice cold snow should do
the trick nicely, Augie, my boy.

Right, dear old dad.

I'll go see if I can help
Yogi and Boo Boo.

[chuckling]
That's my boy.

A chip off the old blockhead.

[chuckling]

Ho-doodley-doo.

Who-who're you?

Make that w-what are you?

Well, I'm not Sanity Claus.
I'm a ghost.

[growling]

Uh, ah-ah-ah, a ghost!

Yeow!

Run for your life, son, there's
a giant ghost in the kitchen.

He's bigger than both of us.

A giant g-ghost?

Even bigger than that,
he's big-big-big.

Ho-ho-ho.

My favorite kind of food.

Food. Ha-ha-ha..

Hairy Scary, how dare you
scare my new friends?

Why, it's easy, kid,
when you know how.

Ha-ha-ha..

Oh, Hairy.

You're impossible.

(Augie)
'Is this your giant ghost,
dear old dad?'

[chuckling]

Careful son, he's big,
big, he's..

...shrunk.

Now, what's all
the shouting about?

Oh, I see you met Casper, the
friendly little Halloween kid.

Casper?

Imagine me being scared of
a cute little kid like this.

Y-a-y. Enough of
this chit-chat.

- There is work to be got at.
- That's right, Yogi.

You-know-who will
be coming soon.

You-know-who?
You mean Santa Claus?

That's right,
little fella.

Why, he visits us every year.

Golly, then there really
is a Santa Claus.

And I'm going to see him.

Well, I think we rounded up
enough firewood

to last us for the night.

We'll load up and get out
of this eerie basement.

It gives me the creeps.

I'm with you.
Let's scurry upstairs..

...or downstairs..

...or in my lady's chamber even,
any exit will do-o..

Here you go, Quick Draw.
And here you go, Snagglepuss.

You, Quick Draw.
And you, Snagglepuss.

Golly, there's nothing
left for me to carry.

Who might you be, stranger?

It's not who I might be,
it's who I am.

You wouldn't be the Ghost of
Christmas Past, now, would you?

'Like, out of Dickens?'

I am the ghost
of Christmas now.

And I'm gonna scare
the dickens out of you.

[growling]

He said he would,
and he did.

- Yeow! A ghost!
- Let me out of here.

Gangway!
Let me out of here!

(Snagglepuss)
Out of the way then!

Hold it.
Hold it!

Not to panic.

Oh, you guys look like
you've seen a ghost.

Heavens to nervousness,
we did.

We d-i-d..

A real-life giant ghost.

He scared the dickens
out of us.

[chuckling]

Take it easy, boys.
Take it easy.

What you saw was a little kid
wearin' a sheet

by the name of Casper.

Don't go away.

'I'll bring the cute little
fellow up and show you.'

[Doggie Daddy chuckling]

See, what did I tell you?

[growling]

I think I'll do
a Snagglepussian exit.

That-a-way or any old way.

[growling]

Well, there it is, gang.

The Christmas tree
is trimmed to a T.

(Boo Boo)
'It's sure pretty, Yogi.'

It's more beautiful than
I ever dreamed it could be.

(Quick Draw)
Let's get out of here.

- Run for your life.
- This place is haunted.

Not only fairies
but ghosts.

Guys, simmer down.

Y-a-y, what's all this about?

[Hairy laughing]

(Hairy)
'I'll tell you
what it's all about.'

You can just take all this
Christmas foolishness

and clear out of here.

[ululating]

No, please, Hairy.
Stop.

(Hairy)
'Ba-ah! Christmas.
Phooey!'

[Hairy growling]

(Hairy)
Sanity Claus.

[growling]

Tree ornaments!

(Hairy)
'Out! Out!'

Ha!

So much for that foolishness.

[laughing]

This is more like it.

Since these are
the last few days

I'm gonna spend
in this old house

I'll spend it the wayI wanna.

Haunting people.

Hey, kiddo, how was I, huh?
Pretty good, huh?

Hey, kiddo.
Hey, Casper, where'd you go?

Hey, the kid must have taken off
with the rest of 'em.

Oh, well, who needs him?

Sanity Claus.

Huh! Believing in Sanity Claus
makes a kid selfish.

It's, "I want this
and I want that."

Hey, a stocking.

And if I'm not mistaken

complete with a list of "I want
this' and I want thats'.

Ho-ho-ho.

Let's listen to this.

(Casper)
'Dear Santa, if you should
happen to come by this way'

'I have but one wish
for Christmas.'

'Please save Hairy's house.'

"Please save Hairy's house"?

[stammering]

Why, that kid asked for
something for me.

[sniffling]

Why that little son of a gun!

I should have known
he wouldn't be selfish.

He's my friend.
My friend.

Gosh, a ghost does have friends.

Too bad there isn't
a Sanity Claus.

The kid's going to
be disappointed.

Hey. I got it!

(Hairy)
'Oh boy! Oh boy!
Some kid, that Casper.'

'Why, I'll show him a Christmas
that he'll never forget.'

'If it's not too late.'

[instrumental music]

♪ Hey I'm makin' a big-to-do
about this Christmas ♪

♪ My little buddy Casper
is so nice ♪

♪ The tree is green
The best I've seen ♪

♪ I have swept
the chimney clean ♪

♪ So Santa Claus can
make the scene tonight ♪

♪ Oh boy ♪

♪ Oh Casper's gonna have
a wonderful Christmas ♪

♪ Tonight ♪

Y-a-y.

There's somethin' nice goin' on
in there for a change.

Golly, we're gonna have
a Christmas party after all.

Hey, don't just hide there.
Come on in, it's Christmas eve.

[all cheering]

Hey, kiddo, I've got
something I gotta tell ya.

I'm sorry that--

I've got something
to tell you, Hairy Scary.

I love you.

[gasps]
Oh, shucks.

[sleigh bells jingling]

Heavens to happiness. Hear this.
I hear him, I hear him.

He's coming, he's coming.

(all)
Santa Claus!

He's coming?
Who's coming?

["Jingle Bells" music]

Hey! There is a
Sanity Claus!

(Santa Claus)
Ho-ho-ho.

Whoa, reindeer, whoa.

Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.

(all)
'Merry Christmas, Santa.'

Just what I always wanted.
An instantaneous camera.

Heavens to happiness,
new leotards I got.

Hey, hey!
A brand new pair of spurs

that jingles jangle
like that.

Y-a-y! Look here, Boo Boo,
how about that?

A brand new hat.

Thank you, Santa Claus.

Everyone is more than
happy with their gifts.

Ahem.

Excuse me, Santa,
did you get my note?

Note? Note?
Oh, yes, the note.

Ho-ho-ho.
Hairy Scary, Hairy Scary?

Hairy, Santa has
something for you.

Oh, I'm afraid.
I'm afraid.

Ho-ho-ho.
You're afraid of me?

Hairy, Hairy, I have
a special gift for you.

A gift for me?
Oh boy! Oh boy!

What do you know, just
what I needed, nothing.

- Nothing?
- Unfold the box, Hairy.

Well, I'll be doggonedly gone.

- 'Ho-ho-ho.'
- 'What's it say, Hairy?'

I'll read it.

"This house is from now on
and forever the property

of Hairy Scary, to live in
as long as he wants."

[all cheering]

Oh, and Hairy,
there will be no need

for that bulldozer
parked out there.

[cheering]

And from now on..

...this house shall be known
as Hairy's Haunting Lodge.

[all cheering]

Listen up, folksie-doksie.

From now on, every Christmas

Casper and I want
all of you friends

to spend Christmas Eve
with us.

Y-a-y.

Hairy Scary, you sure are neat.

There's a big heart after all
under that sheet.

[chuckling]

We wouldn't miss it
for nothing.

That's right,
dear old dad.

It will be, indeed,
a pleasure.

Wild horses couldn't
keep us away.

We'll bring all.

Look, Santa Claus is leaving.

On, Dancer.
On, Prancer.

Oh, my gosh!
I forgot to thank him.

Thanks, Sanity Claus.
Thanks.

(growling)
And Merry Christmas.

(Santa Claus)
'Whoa! Whoa! Steady, hold it.'

[sleigh bells jingling]

Oh, boy, I forgot myself.

I hope Santa will forgive me.

I'm sure he will, Hairy.

After all,
Christmas is forgiving.

[chuckling]

(all)
Merry Christmas.

[sleigh bells jingling]