Frosty the Snowman (1969) - full transcript
A discarded silk top hat becomes the focus of a struggle between a washed-up stage magician and a group of schoolchildren after it magically brings a snowman to life. Realizing that newly-living Frosty will melt in spring unless he takes refuge in a colder climate, Frosty and a young girl who he befriends stow away on a freight train headed for the north pole. Little do they know that the magician is following them, and he wants his hat back. This animated short is based on the popular Christmas song of the same name.
I suppose it all started with the snow.
You see, it's a very special kind of snow.
A snow to make the happy happier
and the giddy even giddier.
A snow to make a homecoming homier...
...and natural enemies friends, naturally.
For it was the first snow of the season.
And as any child can tell you, there's a
certain magic to the very first snow...
...especially when it falls on
the day before Christmas.
For when the first snow is
also a Christmas snow...
Well, something wonderful
is bound to happen!
Children, back to your seats.
The snow can wait.
Now, now. I've hired
Professor Hinkle, the magician...
...to entertain at today's class
Christmas party, so pay attention!
Now, Professor Hinkle was just about
the worst magician in the world.
And so, I put the magic eggs in to my hat.
Abracadabra, to coin a phrase...
And voila the eggs have turned in to...
Messy messy messy.
Where is that rabbit?
Hocus Pocus! Where are you?
Bah, the only thing this hat's
good for is the trash can!
- Hey, look at the snow!
- It's cold and snowy!
- Yeah, it's the best kind of snow too!
- I like snow!
We're building a snowman, Karen.
You make the head!
The head is the most difficult
part, ask anyone!
What will we call him?
Should we call him Harold? Nah.
Oh, no.
- Oatmeal?
- Oatmeal?!
How about... Frosty?
Frosty?
Yeah! Frosty it is. Frosty the snowman!
Frosty the snowman, what a happy, jolly soul.
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snow--
Come back here, you!
Happy Birthday!
That hat brought Frosty to life.
It must be magic.
Magic? My hat, magic?
Just look.
If that hat is magic, I want it back.
But it's not yours anymore!
You threw it away!
Don't talk back to your elders,
you naughty, naughty little girl.
And you, stay in there,
or there will be no carrots for Christmas.
But you can't take that hat
back, it brought Frosty to life!
You saw it happen!
I saw nothing of the kind.
Quiet, I can't lose that hat
if it's really got magic now!
It'll make me a billionaire magician!
But we saw Frosty come to life, didn't we?
Uh-huh, we sure did.
You silly children believe
everything you see.
When you're grown up you'll realize
that snowmen can't come to life.
But we--
Silly, silly, silly!
Aw, Frosty, we don't care what grown-ups
say, we know you did come to life.
We know, Frosty. We just know.
Frosty the snowman, was a jolly, happy soul.
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman is a fairy-tale they say.
He was made of snow but the children know
how he came to life one day.
Now, of course, the hat did
belong to Frosty and the children.
That part must be made very clear.
Therefore, Hocus Pocus was entirely in
the right in what he was about to do.
Well, Hocus Pocus raced back to the
children just as fast as he could.
Look! The hat's back. Let's see if
it will make Frosty alive again.
Happy Birthday!
Hey, I said my first words...
but snowmen can't talk.
Alright, come on now, what's the joke.
Could I really be alive?
I mean, I can make words, I can move.
I can juggle, I can sweep, I can count to 10.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 9, 6, 8...
Well, I can count to 5.
What do you know? I'm even ticklish.
In fact, I'm all living. I am alive!
What a neat thing to happen
to a nice guy like me.
There must have been some magic
in that old silk hat they found.
For when they placed it on his
head he began to dance around.
Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be
and the children say he could laugh and play
just the same as you and me.
Uh oh...
What's the matter, Frosty?
Whew, is there a thermometer around here?
Over there on the wall, why?
Oh, I was afraid of that. The thermomter
is getting red. I hate red thermometers.
Why, Frosty?
'Cause when the thermometer gets all
reddish, the temperature goes up.
And when the temperature goes up, I start
to melt. And when I start to melt...
I get all wishy washy!
Then you've gotta go some
place where you'll never melt.
The only place I'd never
melt is the North Pole.
Then we've got to get you there!
Yeah, we'll take you downtown to the
railroad station and put you on a train.
Great, I always wanted to see the town.
Let's make a party out of it!
Let's have a parade!
Frosty the snowman knew the sun was hot that day,
so he said let's run and we'll have some fun
now before I melt away.
Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand,
running here and there all around the square,
saying catch me if you can.
Come on kids, follow the leader!
He led them down the streets of town
right to the traffic cop, and he only paused a moment
when he heard him holler "stop!"
Stop. Stop. Stop!
Alright, didn't you see that traffic light?
What's a traffic light?
Up there on the lamp post!
What's a lamp post?
Oh, do you want a ticket, wise guy?
I'd love one, to the North Pole, please!
You've got to excuse him, sir.
You see, he just came to life, and he
doesn't know much about such things.
Oh, well, okay, if he just came to life.
Move along!
Them silly snowmen. Once they come
to ife they don't know nothing.
Come to life?!
We'd like a ticket to
the North Pole please.
Hmm... What? The North Pole?
Oh, yes ma'am.
Route you by the way of Saskatchewan, Hudson Bay,
Nome Alaska, the Klondike and Aurora Borealis!
Gotta make a change at
Nanuk of the Northville.
That'll be $3,000 and four
cents, including tax.
Oh, but we don't have any money...
No money!?
No money, no ticket!
Now I'll never get to the North Pole.
Oh, Frosty, you just can't melt!
Oh, Karen, don't you get all slushy too.
What is it, Hocus? Out the window?
A refrigerated boxcar on a train headed north.
You'll be safe there, Frosty! Come on!
It's full of ice cream and
frozen Christmas cakes.
What a neat way to travel!
Hurry up, Frosty, the train is pulling out!
Are you coming to the North Pole, too?
I'm sure my mother won't mind,
as long as I'm home in time for supper.
Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way,
but he waved goodbye saying don't cry.
I'll be back again some day.
I must get that hat back.
Think nasty. Think nasty. Think nasty.
He'll be back again some day.
Now, actually, a refrigerated
boxcar is a splendid way to travel.
Splendid that is... if one is a
snowman or a furry coated rabbit.
But for Karen...
Are you cold, Karen?
Now that's a silly question. You
wouldn't be sneezing if you weren't cold.
Well... just... just a lit... little.
Frosty realized that Karen had to get
out of that car as soon as possible.
So when the little freight train stopped to let an
express full of happy Christmas travelers pass,
Frosty took advantage of the opportunity
and quickly got them all off.
Oh, you tricked me! No fair!
The only thing professor Hinkle
could do was make a jump for it.
Frosty wanted to get as far away
as he could before Hinkle woke up.
But the woods through which they
traveled were still bitterly cold.
Hocus, I've got to get Karen
all warmed up or she's a gonner!
I can't make a fire. Oh boy,
that's one thing I really can't do.
I guess we just better keep moving
until we find somebody who can.
Then suddenly they came upon a tiny
glen which seemed almost magical.
For it was Christmas Eve and the
woodland animals were all decorating
for their big celebration.
They knew Santa was to come that night and
they wanted everything to be just right.
Hocus, speak to the animals. See if they won't
all pitch in and build a fire for Karen.
The animals were delighted to help.
So they found a spot away from the glen where
the fire wouldn't catch on to the trees.
Soon there was a spark and in almost no
time a splendid fire was crackling away.
Frosty was careful to stay
far away from the flames.
Hocus, we've got to find someone to
help Karen get home before she freezes.
And me to the North Pole
before I melt, but who?
No, not the Marines.
No, not the President of the United States.
Oh, they were both swell ideas,
but we've got to find someone nearby.
Yeah, Santa Claus. That's a great idea.
Why didn't I think of that before?
Hocus, you go back with the animals and
when Santa comes, you bring him right here.
Understand?
Hurry now!
So Frosty kept a silent vigil,
waiting patiently all through the
night until Santa would arrive.
But suddenly...
Oh, a campfire.
Well isn't that all snug and comfy?
No! Don't!
Now give me that hat or else!
Or else what?
Well don't bother me with
details, give me that hat!
Get on my shoulders, Karen!
You see, Frosty, since he was made
of snow himself was the fastest
belly-whopper in the world.
And old professor Hinkle
was soon far outdistanced.
And now it was Frosty's good
fortune that right at the bottom
of the hill was a tiny greenhouse
used to grow precious tropical
poinsettias for Christmas.
It's got to be all warm and snug inside for
those Christmas flowers to grow so beautiful.
Let's go in.
Oh, but, but you will melt!
Just a little.
I'll only stay inside for a minute.
Besides, I've been meaning to
take off a little weight anyway.
Whew, stay in here much longer and
I'll really make a splash in the world.
Now I've got you, and the minute
you're all melted the hat will be mine!
Santa had arrived but was he too late?
Hocus explained the situation to Santa,
who, as you know, speaks a fluent rabbit.
And when they didn't find
Frosty and Karen on the hill...
Santa followed Frosty's path
in the snow to the greenhouse.
But when they got inside,
a terrible sight met their eyes.
Frosty the snowman was a happy, jolly soul
with a corn-cob pipe and a button nose
and two eyes made out of coal.
They were too late.
Too late? Why, nonsense!
Don't cry, Karen.
Frosty's not gone for good.
You see, he was made out of Christmas snow
and Christmas snow can
never disappear completely.
Oh, it sometimes goes away
for almost a year at a time
and takes the form of
Spring and Summer rain,
but you can bet your boots that when
a good jolly December wind kisses it,
it will turn in to Christmas
snow all over again!
Yes, but he was my friend.
Just watch.
Wait a minute!
I want that hat and I want it now!
Don't you dare touch that!
And just what are you going to do about it?
If you so much as lay a finger on the brim,
I'll never bring you another
Christmas present as long as you live.
Never?
Never!
No more trick cards or magic balls or...
No more anything.
Oh, that's not fair.
I mean, we evil magicians
have to make a living too.
Now you go home and write "I am very sorry for
what I did to Frosty" a hundred zillion times.
And then maybe, just maybe, mind you...
you'll find something in your
stocking tomorrow morning.
A new hat maybe?
Oh, yes sir. Goodbye everyone.
Sorry to lose and run,
but I've got to get busy writing.
Busy, busy, busy!
Come on, Frosty, we're all waiting for you.
Happy birthday!
Frosty the snowman is a fairy-tale they say.
He was made of snow but the children know
how he came to life one day.
And so Santa took Karen home and made ready
to bring Frosty back to the North Pole.
Karen hated to say goodbye to Frosty,
but as Santa promised, Frosty returned
every year with the magical Christmas snow.
And every year there was a great
celebration with a great Christmas parade.
Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump.
Look at that Frosty go.
Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump.
Over the hills of snow.
Frosty the snowman, was a jolly, happy soul.
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
And with Frosty the snowman,
Christmas was always very merry indeed.
You have a Merry Christmas too!
Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way,
but he waved goodbye saying don't you cry...
I'll be back on Christmas day!
You see, it's a very special kind of snow.
A snow to make the happy happier
and the giddy even giddier.
A snow to make a homecoming homier...
...and natural enemies friends, naturally.
For it was the first snow of the season.
And as any child can tell you, there's a
certain magic to the very first snow...
...especially when it falls on
the day before Christmas.
For when the first snow is
also a Christmas snow...
Well, something wonderful
is bound to happen!
Children, back to your seats.
The snow can wait.
Now, now. I've hired
Professor Hinkle, the magician...
...to entertain at today's class
Christmas party, so pay attention!
Now, Professor Hinkle was just about
the worst magician in the world.
And so, I put the magic eggs in to my hat.
Abracadabra, to coin a phrase...
And voila the eggs have turned in to...
Messy messy messy.
Where is that rabbit?
Hocus Pocus! Where are you?
Bah, the only thing this hat's
good for is the trash can!
- Hey, look at the snow!
- It's cold and snowy!
- Yeah, it's the best kind of snow too!
- I like snow!
We're building a snowman, Karen.
You make the head!
The head is the most difficult
part, ask anyone!
What will we call him?
Should we call him Harold? Nah.
Oh, no.
- Oatmeal?
- Oatmeal?!
How about... Frosty?
Frosty?
Yeah! Frosty it is. Frosty the snowman!
Frosty the snowman, what a happy, jolly soul.
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snow--
Come back here, you!
Happy Birthday!
That hat brought Frosty to life.
It must be magic.
Magic? My hat, magic?
Just look.
If that hat is magic, I want it back.
But it's not yours anymore!
You threw it away!
Don't talk back to your elders,
you naughty, naughty little girl.
And you, stay in there,
or there will be no carrots for Christmas.
But you can't take that hat
back, it brought Frosty to life!
You saw it happen!
I saw nothing of the kind.
Quiet, I can't lose that hat
if it's really got magic now!
It'll make me a billionaire magician!
But we saw Frosty come to life, didn't we?
Uh-huh, we sure did.
You silly children believe
everything you see.
When you're grown up you'll realize
that snowmen can't come to life.
But we--
Silly, silly, silly!
Aw, Frosty, we don't care what grown-ups
say, we know you did come to life.
We know, Frosty. We just know.
Frosty the snowman, was a jolly, happy soul.
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
Frosty the snowman is a fairy-tale they say.
He was made of snow but the children know
how he came to life one day.
Now, of course, the hat did
belong to Frosty and the children.
That part must be made very clear.
Therefore, Hocus Pocus was entirely in
the right in what he was about to do.
Well, Hocus Pocus raced back to the
children just as fast as he could.
Look! The hat's back. Let's see if
it will make Frosty alive again.
Happy Birthday!
Hey, I said my first words...
but snowmen can't talk.
Alright, come on now, what's the joke.
Could I really be alive?
I mean, I can make words, I can move.
I can juggle, I can sweep, I can count to 10.
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 9, 6, 8...
Well, I can count to 5.
What do you know? I'm even ticklish.
In fact, I'm all living. I am alive!
What a neat thing to happen
to a nice guy like me.
There must have been some magic
in that old silk hat they found.
For when they placed it on his
head he began to dance around.
Frosty the snowman was alive as he could be
and the children say he could laugh and play
just the same as you and me.
Uh oh...
What's the matter, Frosty?
Whew, is there a thermometer around here?
Over there on the wall, why?
Oh, I was afraid of that. The thermomter
is getting red. I hate red thermometers.
Why, Frosty?
'Cause when the thermometer gets all
reddish, the temperature goes up.
And when the temperature goes up, I start
to melt. And when I start to melt...
I get all wishy washy!
Then you've gotta go some
place where you'll never melt.
The only place I'd never
melt is the North Pole.
Then we've got to get you there!
Yeah, we'll take you downtown to the
railroad station and put you on a train.
Great, I always wanted to see the town.
Let's make a party out of it!
Let's have a parade!
Frosty the snowman knew the sun was hot that day,
so he said let's run and we'll have some fun
now before I melt away.
Down to the village with a broomstick in his hand,
running here and there all around the square,
saying catch me if you can.
Come on kids, follow the leader!
He led them down the streets of town
right to the traffic cop, and he only paused a moment
when he heard him holler "stop!"
Stop. Stop. Stop!
Alright, didn't you see that traffic light?
What's a traffic light?
Up there on the lamp post!
What's a lamp post?
Oh, do you want a ticket, wise guy?
I'd love one, to the North Pole, please!
You've got to excuse him, sir.
You see, he just came to life, and he
doesn't know much about such things.
Oh, well, okay, if he just came to life.
Move along!
Them silly snowmen. Once they come
to ife they don't know nothing.
Come to life?!
We'd like a ticket to
the North Pole please.
Hmm... What? The North Pole?
Oh, yes ma'am.
Route you by the way of Saskatchewan, Hudson Bay,
Nome Alaska, the Klondike and Aurora Borealis!
Gotta make a change at
Nanuk of the Northville.
That'll be $3,000 and four
cents, including tax.
Oh, but we don't have any money...
No money!?
No money, no ticket!
Now I'll never get to the North Pole.
Oh, Frosty, you just can't melt!
Oh, Karen, don't you get all slushy too.
What is it, Hocus? Out the window?
A refrigerated boxcar on a train headed north.
You'll be safe there, Frosty! Come on!
It's full of ice cream and
frozen Christmas cakes.
What a neat way to travel!
Hurry up, Frosty, the train is pulling out!
Are you coming to the North Pole, too?
I'm sure my mother won't mind,
as long as I'm home in time for supper.
Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way,
but he waved goodbye saying don't cry.
I'll be back again some day.
I must get that hat back.
Think nasty. Think nasty. Think nasty.
He'll be back again some day.
Now, actually, a refrigerated
boxcar is a splendid way to travel.
Splendid that is... if one is a
snowman or a furry coated rabbit.
But for Karen...
Are you cold, Karen?
Now that's a silly question. You
wouldn't be sneezing if you weren't cold.
Well... just... just a lit... little.
Frosty realized that Karen had to get
out of that car as soon as possible.
So when the little freight train stopped to let an
express full of happy Christmas travelers pass,
Frosty took advantage of the opportunity
and quickly got them all off.
Oh, you tricked me! No fair!
The only thing professor Hinkle
could do was make a jump for it.
Frosty wanted to get as far away
as he could before Hinkle woke up.
But the woods through which they
traveled were still bitterly cold.
Hocus, I've got to get Karen
all warmed up or she's a gonner!
I can't make a fire. Oh boy,
that's one thing I really can't do.
I guess we just better keep moving
until we find somebody who can.
Then suddenly they came upon a tiny
glen which seemed almost magical.
For it was Christmas Eve and the
woodland animals were all decorating
for their big celebration.
They knew Santa was to come that night and
they wanted everything to be just right.
Hocus, speak to the animals. See if they won't
all pitch in and build a fire for Karen.
The animals were delighted to help.
So they found a spot away from the glen where
the fire wouldn't catch on to the trees.
Soon there was a spark and in almost no
time a splendid fire was crackling away.
Frosty was careful to stay
far away from the flames.
Hocus, we've got to find someone to
help Karen get home before she freezes.
And me to the North Pole
before I melt, but who?
No, not the Marines.
No, not the President of the United States.
Oh, they were both swell ideas,
but we've got to find someone nearby.
Yeah, Santa Claus. That's a great idea.
Why didn't I think of that before?
Hocus, you go back with the animals and
when Santa comes, you bring him right here.
Understand?
Hurry now!
So Frosty kept a silent vigil,
waiting patiently all through the
night until Santa would arrive.
But suddenly...
Oh, a campfire.
Well isn't that all snug and comfy?
No! Don't!
Now give me that hat or else!
Or else what?
Well don't bother me with
details, give me that hat!
Get on my shoulders, Karen!
You see, Frosty, since he was made
of snow himself was the fastest
belly-whopper in the world.
And old professor Hinkle
was soon far outdistanced.
And now it was Frosty's good
fortune that right at the bottom
of the hill was a tiny greenhouse
used to grow precious tropical
poinsettias for Christmas.
It's got to be all warm and snug inside for
those Christmas flowers to grow so beautiful.
Let's go in.
Oh, but, but you will melt!
Just a little.
I'll only stay inside for a minute.
Besides, I've been meaning to
take off a little weight anyway.
Whew, stay in here much longer and
I'll really make a splash in the world.
Now I've got you, and the minute
you're all melted the hat will be mine!
Santa had arrived but was he too late?
Hocus explained the situation to Santa,
who, as you know, speaks a fluent rabbit.
And when they didn't find
Frosty and Karen on the hill...
Santa followed Frosty's path
in the snow to the greenhouse.
But when they got inside,
a terrible sight met their eyes.
Frosty the snowman was a happy, jolly soul
with a corn-cob pipe and a button nose
and two eyes made out of coal.
They were too late.
Too late? Why, nonsense!
Don't cry, Karen.
Frosty's not gone for good.
You see, he was made out of Christmas snow
and Christmas snow can
never disappear completely.
Oh, it sometimes goes away
for almost a year at a time
and takes the form of
Spring and Summer rain,
but you can bet your boots that when
a good jolly December wind kisses it,
it will turn in to Christmas
snow all over again!
Yes, but he was my friend.
Just watch.
Wait a minute!
I want that hat and I want it now!
Don't you dare touch that!
And just what are you going to do about it?
If you so much as lay a finger on the brim,
I'll never bring you another
Christmas present as long as you live.
Never?
Never!
No more trick cards or magic balls or...
No more anything.
Oh, that's not fair.
I mean, we evil magicians
have to make a living too.
Now you go home and write "I am very sorry for
what I did to Frosty" a hundred zillion times.
And then maybe, just maybe, mind you...
you'll find something in your
stocking tomorrow morning.
A new hat maybe?
Oh, yes sir. Goodbye everyone.
Sorry to lose and run,
but I've got to get busy writing.
Busy, busy, busy!
Come on, Frosty, we're all waiting for you.
Happy birthday!
Frosty the snowman is a fairy-tale they say.
He was made of snow but the children know
how he came to life one day.
And so Santa took Karen home and made ready
to bring Frosty back to the North Pole.
Karen hated to say goodbye to Frosty,
but as Santa promised, Frosty returned
every year with the magical Christmas snow.
And every year there was a great
celebration with a great Christmas parade.
Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump.
Look at that Frosty go.
Thumpity thump thump thumpity thump.
Over the hills of snow.
Frosty the snowman, was a jolly, happy soul.
With a corn-cob pipe and a button nose,
and two eyes made out of coal.
And with Frosty the snowman,
Christmas was always very merry indeed.
You have a Merry Christmas too!
Frosty the snowman had to hurry on his way,
but he waved goodbye saying don't you cry...
I'll be back on Christmas day!