Elf: Buddy's Musical Christmas (2014) - full transcript

This is Christmastown in the North Pole.

One of the things you
need to know is that

everyone who lives
here is happy all the time.

One of the things you
need to know is that

everyone who lives
here is happy all the time.

Really happy.

I mean, really, really happy.

Honestly, sometimes it's a bit much.

But happiest of all was Buddy the Elf.

Well, he wasn't really an elf,
but we'll get to that later.

Christmas elves enjoy themselves



By donning gay apparel

Or by singing songs in Santa's shop

Fa-la-la, la-la, la-la-la

Of course, I always like it
When they sing a Christmas carol

I like it even better when they stop

Night and day, they dance and play
They never sleep much either

Would some peace and quiet be a crime?

Fa-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la

Of course, I love each one of them
But Santa needs a breather

Because they're just so happy all the time

- They're oddly
- Happy all the time

- Ungodly
- Happy all the time

When they sing until they're bluish
Santa wishes he were Jewish

- 'Cause they're
- Happy all the time



- I swear they're
- Happy all the time

- Bizarrely happy
- All the time

But there's an elf called Buddy
Who makes them look apathetic

If he were any sweeter
We might end up diabetic

He's everybody's buddy
But he'll leave your eardrums ringing

'Cause everywhere he goes
He has to tell the world he's singing

I'm singing

It's almost Christmas and I'm singing

And I love Santa, so I'm singing

Buddy, you're standing on an elf again.

I thought the floor felt squishy.

Sorry, Ming Ming.

That's okay, Buddy.

My spine will heal

Because I'm happy all the time

Okay, elves, you've got toys to make.

Yay! Time to go to work.

Happy all the time
Happy all the time

Making toys is so appealing
That I spend each morning squealing

True, he's happy all the time

- Who knew? I'm happy all the time
- Happy all the time

He's unnaturally
happy All the time

All the time Happy all the time

Oh, no. I made a big mess again.

It's okay, Buddy.

Why don't you just say it?
I'm a cotton-headed ninny-muggins.

I break everything I touch...

I keep stepping on Ming Ming.

And yesterday,
I only made 400 rocking horses.

Sometimes I don't
feel like I'm an elf at all.

Well, Buddy, let me tell you a story
I should have told years ago.

A story.

Whoo-hoo! I love story time.

Holy moly! My legs! My legs!

- Aah!
- A story about your legs?

I love it already.

No, Buddy. Just listen.

Once upon a time, on a Christmas night,
I slid down the chimney of an orphanage.

Once upon a time, on a Christmas night,
I slid down the chimney of an orphanage.

While I was putting
presents under the tree...

a baby crawled, unseen,
into my toy sack...

and I brought him back here by mistake.

Never having stolen a baby before,
I didn't know what to do.

So the elves took him in
and raised him as one of their own.

And as the years went on,
he grew bigger and bigger and bigger.

And as the years went on,
he grew bigger and bigger and bigger.

Oh. So I'm a giant elf.

- No. Buddy, you're...
- Wait.

I thought this was a story about your legs.

No, this is your story.

The story of Buddy the Elf.

- Well, actually, Buddy the Human.
- Human?

Your mother's name was Susan Wells.

Now all you have left is your father,
who never knew you were born.

Now all you have left is your father,
who never knew you were born.

His name is Walter Hobbs...

and he lives in a strange land
called New York City.

And he works right here
in the Empire State Building.

In there? Ha-ha.

Why, he must be teeny-tiny.

Hello, Dad. Dad!

No, don't be scared. I mean you no harm.

This is just a snow globe, Buddy.

Well, of course.

I bet he's the world's greatest dad.

Yeah, about that...

So, what's the world's greatest dad like?

I mean, does he prefer candy canes
or peppermint sticks?

Uh, he doesn't like either.

Well, the world's greatest dad must have
a top-of-the-line, one-horse open sleigh.

Well, the world's greatest dad must have
a top-of-the-line, one-horse open sleigh.

Well, then how does he dash
through the snow?

You see, like a lot of people these days,
he's just lost the Christmas spirit.

You see, like a lot of people these days,
he's just lost the Christmas spirit.

But Christmas spirit
is what makes your sleigh fly.

And every year, it's tougher
to get this old girl off the ground.

I guess it could be worse.

- At least he's not on the Naughty List.
- Well...

Can you imagine the world's greatest dad
a Naughty Lister?

Can you imagine the world's greatest dad
a Naughty Lister?

I mean, with their beady little eyes
and their naughty little hands...

I mean, with their beady little eyes
and their naughty little hands...

always grasping for presents
they don't deserve.

Buddy.

Let's just cut to the chase.

Your father's been on the Naughty List
for over 50 years.

Well, this is it. I'm all set to go.

Now, Buddy, are you sure you wanna
go through with this?

New York City can get a little rough.

I've made my mind up, Santa. I've
got to get my dad off the Naughty List.

Well then, good luck, Buddy.

- Farewell, one and all.
- Bye.

Now, do you remember the way
to New York City?

Sure do.

I go through the Cotton Candy Caverns,
brave the Gumdrop Ocean...

trek through the Candy forest,
then straight on to New York.

- Bye-bye.
- Good luck.

See you later, Buddy.

Good luck finding your dad.

Thanks, Mr. Sea Serpent.

I'm coming, Papa.

We'll make angels in the snow

Till the snow begins to blow

Then we'll run inside
and start a tickle fight

And if it's too cold to sled
We'll eat gingerbread instead

And then cuddle till
he tucks me in at night

And we'll have our pictures taken
For the Christmas cards we're making

Him and me in suits of matching plaid

And when people see us walking
They'll be Google-eyed and gawking

At Buddy and the world's greatest dad

At Buddy and the world's greatest dad

So I'm gonna try my best to be

Everything you'd expect of me

And I promise that I
won't stop until I'm done

And I promise that I
won't stop until I'm done

So someday you can say
I'm the world's greatest son

So someday you can say
I'm the world's greatest son

So someday you can say
I'm the world's greatest son

Ooh! Sorry.

Wow!

It sure is a big city.

How am I going to find Walter Hobbs?

Walter Hobbs!

Excuse me, have you seen Walter Hobbs?

- Walter?
- My name is Walter.

Dad, it's me, Buddy. I love you so much.

The Hobbs family
is finally back together again.

- My last name is Franklin.
- Oh.

My name is Hobbs.

Then you must be my father.
You're everything I imagined.

I can't believe I found
my dad, Walter Hobbs.

It's Jerry Hobbs.

This is gonna be harder than I thought.

Are you Walter Hobbs?

Are you Walter Hobbs?

Ooh! Sorry.

Excuse me. Are you Walter Hobbs?

Is that man shouting your name, Walter?

Of course not, Emily.
He's obviously delusional.

Is your name Walter?

Why is that guy dressed
up like a giant elf?

Christmas always brings out the weirdos.

Son of a nutcracker!
My leg feels like a shattered candy cane.

You know what would be fun?
Let's pick out a Christmas tree tonight.

Brilliant idea.
Let's put a dead tree in the living room.

Come on, Dad.
Where's your Christmas spirit?

He's right. You're turning into a grump.

Besides, we never do anything
as a family anymore.

You know I'm too busy
for all that nonsense.

Hey, why don't you get
your Christmas gift early?

Uh, look, I gotta get back to work.

I'll see you two later.

Michael, you know
your dad's a very busy man.

Hey, I have an idea.
Why don't we write Santa

and tell him what we
want for Christmas”?

I don't believe in Santa.
All I know is what I don't want.

I don't want a check

That's made out to cash

Or a corporate regift
from some secret stash

I'd like a day with my dad

- Just a day?
- Make that two

If you can do that, Santa

I'll believe in you

Even though it's been years

- Since you heard from me
- Since you heard from me

- I thought it was worth a shot
- I thought it was worth a shot

- If it's true that you're
magic, I guarantee

- If it's true that you're
magic, I guarantee

- We could use all the magic you got
- We could use all the magic you got

I can get you some cookies
If that's what it takes

I've heard stories and I know the deal

- You just slide down the chimney
- You just slide down the chimney

- And fix our mistakes
- And fix our mistakes

- Now, if only I thought you were real
- Now, if only I thought you were real

- Now, if only I thought you were real
- Now, if only I thought you were real

If you were real

I guess that's our list
Our letter is done

Is it really a list
If it adds up to one?

Make him part of our lives

- Not just passing through
- Not just passing through

- If you can do that, Santa
- If you can do that, Santa

- I'll believe in you
- I'll believe in you

- Yes, if you do that, Santa
- Yes, if you do that, Santa

- I'll believe in you
- I'll believe in you

- So good luck, Santa
- So good luck, Santa

- Here's hoping you come through
- Here's hoping you come through

Signed, Emily

And Michael too And Michael too

Ooh.

Hot dog.

Mr. Hobbs, you're gonna love this idea.

It's about an outcast
reindeer whose glowing

antlers help Santa
through a bad storm.

Yeah. We call it
Tony the Lite-Up Antlered Reindeer.

That sounds awfully familiar.

Uh, then what about this?

It's the story of a grouchy green grouch
who hates Christmas, and then he...

Let me stop you right there,
my brilliant writers.

Greenway Press needs an original story,
and we need it now.

- What?
- Mr. Hobbs...

I think someone sent you
a Christmas-gram.

Oh, I love the holidays.

It's him.

Oh, all right, let's get
it over with. Go ahead.

Get what over with?

Aren't you gonna sing
some dumb song for me?

Sing? Yeah, anything for you.

I'm here with my
dad And we never met

And he wants me to sing him a song

And, um, I love you
I love you, I love you

Huh.

Security.

Oh, hello.
Does everyone in New York hug this tight?

Merry Christmas, weirdo.

Buddy's first meeting
with his father didn't go so well...

but his luck is about to change.

Huh?

Unh!

- Sorry.
- Are you okay?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

That car wasn't as big as the last one.
Heh-heh.

It's so nice to meet another human
who appreciates elf culture.

Who doesn't love itchy tights, right?

I'm Jovie. You must be the new guy.

First of all, you don't need
to try so hard on the costume.

I sewed it myself.

Uh, cool. Also, they'll want you to sing...

but no one checks in on you,
So you don't have to.

But singing's the greatest.
Santa always says:

"The best way to spread Christmas cheer
is singing loud for all to hear."

Deck the halls with... Come on.
Boughs of holly

Where's your Christmas spirit?

Nope. Sorry. I don't sing.

You should. I bet your voice is prettier
than the call of an Arctic Warbler seal.

You should. I bet your voice is prettier
than the call of an Arctic Warbler seal.

- Oh. Um...
- Ooh, ooh.

It's Santa Claus. I know him.
Do you wanna meet him?

- Uh...
- Come on.

- Aah!
- Here you go.

Santa. Santa.

- You mind? I'm on a break.
- But it's me.

Santa Claus, Santa Claus. Hi.

Ah, great.

Well, hello there.

Ho, ho, ho.

Wait a second. His stomach didn't shake...

- Oh, boy.
- Like a bowl full of jelly. Who are you?

What are you talking
about? I'm Santa Claus.

No, you're not.

- You're a fake.
- I'm fake? Ha-ha.

Hey, buddy, how'd you like to be dead, huh?

I don't know how you know my name,
but you're not really Santa.

- Look, everybody.
- Aah!

- Fake.
- Argh!

Everybody, listen. He's a fake.
Fake, fake, fake. This guy's a fake.

Fake-o.

This guy's a fake.

Fake Santa.

Fake, fake, fake.

Fake.

Come on, Buddy, the cops are coming.

Are they like the guys
who hug you out of the building?

What? Just go.

When can I see you again”?

Uh, after work, I hang out at the ice rink
at Rockefeller Center.

Uh-huh. I have no idea where that is.

Just look for the giant Christmas tree. Go.

I love Christmas trees.

Oh. Uh-huh.
Stocks and bonds. Five percent interest...

Becky said what? Oh, my gosh.

- What?
- Oh, uh...

didn't see you there, Dad. I love you.

Would you stop with that dad stuff?

What do you want?

There's no easy way to say this.

You are on the Naughty List.

Look, I don't believe in Santa Claus
and I don't believe you're my son.

Now, leave me alone! You got that?

But Susan Wells was my mother.

Susan Wells?

Wha...? Uh, you have another son, Walter?

He may or may not be my son.

Unfortunately,
the facts are pointing towards "may."

Then, until we get this sorted out,
he needs to stay with us.

Yay!

But he thinks he's an elf.

No, I was just raised by them.

It's almost Christmas
and there's no decorations in this house.

Oh, do you wanna decorate the apartment?

No way. No decorations.

All that Christmas-spirit stuff is a scam.

Dad says, "The holidays are a time for us
to make money, not spend it."

Dad says, "The holidays are a time for us
to make money, not spend it."

No wonder he's on the Naughty List.

Yes, that's right, Michael.

And if I don't come up with a new book
idea, I'm not gonna be making any money.

Come on, Dad. For once, can you
please let us put up some decorations?

- Yeah, please. Please, please, please.
- Please, please, please.

Fine. Just don't go overboard.

- Oh, thank you! Yes!
- Yes! All right!

There's a saying we have up north

That helps us put our best foot forth

If you wanna deck the halls for Mr. C

Make sure they're
sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingley

What's that supposed to mean?

When a room is gloomy
And its atmosphere has called it quits

Then you must remember
That December is a time for glitz

Then you must remember
That December is a time for glitz

Never stop until each limb
On your Christmas tree

Is sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingley

Pick up every ornament
That's sitting, waiting on a shelf

While you're busy decorating
Why not decorate yourself?

Soon you'll bring a smile
To every person you see

- I'm sparkle-twinkle-jolly... What?
- Close enough.

And if you're at a loss

Remember the phrase that says
To thine own elf be true

Remember the phrase that says
To thine own elf be true

To thine own elf be true

For when it comes to Christmas displays

Look inside and you'll know what to do

You'll know just what to do

Put some cheery folderol
On every wall and every nook

Tinsel up each corner
Till it's Christmas everywhere you look

Give the world a holiday
That's bright as can be

Make it sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingle
Shiny-showy-cheery-Kringle

Make it sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingle
Shiny-showy-cheery-Kringle

Razzle-dazzle, ring-a-lingle

I can't lie, it makes me tingle

Sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingley

Sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingley

Sparkle-jolly-twinkle-jingley

- Wow.
- Cool.

So Buddy did his best
to spread Christmas cheer.

But it would take more than some tinsel and
lights to get Walter off the Naughty List.

But it would take more than some tinsel and
lights to get Walter off the Naughty List.

Can you please pass the maple syrup?

I'm sorry. I didn't set out any syrup.

It's spaghetti.

That's okay. I think I have some.

Cool. Hey, me next.

Ugh. I think I'm gonna stick with coffee.

- I knew it.
- Knew what, Buddy”?

I have the world's greatest dad.

Aw, look up, honey. Mistletoe.

Oh.

We've been tinkering with the story
of a snowman that comes to life...

named Freezy the Snowman.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We even have a song.

Freezy the Snowman

He was made from balls of snow, and then...

Okay, okay. I've heard enough.

Psst. Dad, Dad,
do you wanna hear me play the kazoo?

Buddy, enough with the kazoo!

I'm sorry. But my boss, Mr. Greenway,
gets really cranky when he's upset.

What kind of an office is this?

Doesn't anyone do any work around here?

- I ought to fire the whole lot of you.
- Shh.

I've never seen an office
as poorly run as this one.

Good morning, Mr. Greenway.

Good morning, Mr. Greenway.

Zip it. You're fired!

- Buy some cookies?
- You're fired!

You're fired!

Fired! Fired! Fired!

Fired!

What am I paying you for?
Get back to work!

Oh. When my boss is having a tough day,
we bring him milk and cookies...

and sing Christmas carols
so he forgets his troubles.

Buddy, you're a genius.

We distract Greenway
with tinsel and eggnog,

and all that other
holiday nonsense...

make him feel that Christmas spirit...

and he won't notice
how lame our ideas are.

Oh. I can help decorate. And we can all
dress up like gingerbread men and sing.

Oh. I can help decorate. And we can all
dress up like gingerbread men and sing.

Uh, that's okay, Buddy.
We can handle it from here.

Why don't you take the rest of the day off?

Thanks, Pop. You're the greatest.

Uh, where's Rockefeller Center?

- Hey, Jovie!
- Huh?

You weren't kidding. That is a big tree.

Yeah, my mom used to take me here
over the holidays as a kid.

It's kind of fun watching skaters
fall on their butts.

- Let's go skating.
- Mm...

I'm not very good.

Well, neither am ll.
I was the worst skater in the North Pole.

They called me the triple klutz.

Now, please, don't laugh.

Okay. Do you need to hold onto me?

Huh?

- Uh, oh, yeah, Buddy. You're terrible.
- I know.

The final rotation of my octuple salchow
wasn't very clean. Oh.

Anyway, so who's your favorite reindeer?

Mine's Dasher, followed by Comet,
but he can be a little messy.

I wish I could still get as excited
about the holidays as you.

I always say
the best way to spread Christmas cheer...

Is singing loud for all to hear.

I don't sing, remember?

Come on, Jovie, singing can be easy

Please, stop.

It's fun, it's free,
and best of all it's...

- Totally cheesy?
- Come on.

All you have to do
Is move your voice much higher

All you have to do
Is move your voice much higher

High, low, high, low High

It's just like talking only you sustain it
And make it sound pretty

No.

Just sing a Christmas song

It's like magic if things go wrong

Just spread some Christmas cheer

By singing loud for all to hear

By singing loud for all to hear

- But when I sing, people stare.
- That's the point.

And if you're short on cheer
Think about that year

You woke up to find
A brand-new snow had fallen

The ornaments you made
Way back in second grade

Untangling the Christmas lights
Took your father several nights

Your mother claimed that she had proof
There were reindeer on the roof

Remember who you were back then
Let those moments live again

Remember who you were back then
Let those moments live again

Come on, Jovie. Try it for me.

Just sing a Christmas
song That's it.

It's like magic if things go wrong

Keep going.

Think of the joy you'll bring

- If you just close your eyes
- If you just close your eyes

- If you just close your eyes
- If you just close your eyes

- If you just close your eyes
- If you just close your eyes

- And sing
- And sing

- And sing
- And sing

Aw, shucks.

- And so...
- Freezy, the green grouchy snowman...

with the light-up antlers
flew through the terrible storm...

and delivered the presents
to the Whys of Whyville.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

You know, maybe it's
the eggnog talking, but

this is the best idea
I've heard all year.

You know, maybe it's
the eggnog talking, but

this is the best idea
I've heard all year.

Thank you, Mr. Greenway.
We put a lot of work into it.

Dad, Dad, Dad.

I'm in love! I'm in love! Love!

Just sing a Christmas song...

You didn't tell me
you had elves working here.

Is, uh, this part of the presentation?
Heh-heh.

Very funny.

No, this is...

Oh, no. Did you leave your uniform
at Santa's workshop?

That's okay, I have a spare.

If this is supposed to be putting me
in the Christmas spirit...

it's not working.

Okay, arm through here.
Stop squirming, stop squirming.

Ouch. You got me in the eye. Ha-ha.

These are too big.

You must have the smallest feet
in the whole North Pole.

Tiny feet. Look at your little tiny fee...

Aah! I have never been so humiliated
in my life, Hobbs!

And I can't believe I almost fell
for your song and dance!

Your story was terrible!

Sir, have a little more eggnog? Please?

Tomorrow night,
you'd better bring me an original idea!

Tomorrow night? But that's Christmas Eve.

I don't care! You're gonna give me
the best Christmas story ever...

or you're fired!

- But...
- Fired!

Get out of my way, you pencil-necks!

Wow.

- He's an angry elf.
- Buddy!

- Do you realize what you've just done?
- No.

Get out!

- Out where?
- I don't care. I don't care! Just go!

You're not an elf! You're not my son!

It was Christmas Eve...

and Buddy had never been more unhappy
in his entire life.

Because of those terrible things
Walter said to him...

he left their home and wandered alone
through the streets of the city.

He left their home and wandered alone
through the streets of the city.

Give me another.

I think you've had enough, buddy.

I'll tell you when I've had enough.

Just keep the syrup coming.

How can a city so big
have so little Christmas spirit?

It's getting worse and worse every year.

At least you're an elf. You don't have to
listen to kids telling you you're a fake.

Well, you are fake.

You're all fakes.

Fakes.

We're just trying to spread
a little Christmas cheer.

And what do we get in return?

Bruises on our thighs
in the shape of kids' butts.

Years ago, kids would light up
when they saw you.

Now they just sit on your lap
and text each other.

No respect at all.

Used to be I'd stand
on the busiest corner

Ring my bell
And make the people smile

Ring my bell
And make the people smile

Nowadays, they pass me by
And who knows why?

Nowadays, they pass me by
And who knows why?

Could it be that old St. Nick's
Gone out of style?

Could it be that old St. Nick's
Gone out of style?

Well, nobody cares Nobody cares

Nobody cares about Santa

They read their list
Then you get dismissed

"Cause nobody cares about Santa Claus

Is this all a sign?

Is this all an awful sign?

Of a sad decline?

A miserable, sad decline

I never knew such disrespect

Could ever have existed

No wonder this whole city
Has been naughty-listed

No wonder this whole city
Has been naughty-listed

I kind of get that feeling too

Well, nobody cares Nobody cares

Nobody cares about Santa

The bringer of bliss

What kind of world is this?

Where nobody cares
about weary Fed up

Ready-to-hang-the-sled-up
Santa Claus?

Ho, ho, ho?

No, no, no

- Buddy, we're home.
- Buddy.

Where is he?

We have to find him, Mom.

Okay, Mr. Greenway, we've come up
with a couple quite original ideas.

- Dad. We need your help.
- Wha...?

Michael, Emily, what are you doing here?

- I told you I have to work tonight.
- Buddy ran away, Walter.

What's going on here, Hobbs?

Sorry, Mr. Greenway.
It'll just be a second.

Please. This is a very important meeting.

What's more important than your family?

I'll tell you, snotnose.
Money is what's more important.

Please, don't speak to my son that way,
Mr. Greenway.

Well, someone has to,
or else he'll turn out like your other kid.

I hope I turn out like him.
Buddy cares about everybody.

You just care about yourself.

Come on, Mom. Dad needs to work.

Yes, thank you.
You've wasted enough of our time.

Now, go ahead, Hobbs.

Uh, yeah.

Emily? Michael? Wait.
You'll wanna hear this too.

Here's the story.

It's called:

I Quit.

Excuse me?

That's right, Greenway. I quit.

You wanna spend Christmas
on the unemployment line?

No, I wanna spend Christmas with my family.

Singing, drinking eggnog,
and opening presents.

All right, Dad.

Oh, Walter, it's about time.

Let's go find your brother.

Oh, look, another fake Santa.

You're not fooling anyone
with your flying sleigh.

I can see the strings.
You're a big fat fakety-fake fake.

I can see the strings.
You're a big fat fakety-fake fake.

Whoa. That's the real Santa.

His sleigh doesn't have enough
Christmas spirit.

He's gonna crash.

I'm coming, Santa.

Sorry.

Buddy? Buddy?

Where could he have gone?

We really need a Christmas miracle
right now.

Did you see what I just saw?

I saw a tiny sleigh

Make its tiny way
Right across the sky

Make its tiny way
Right across the sky

There wasn't time to think
There wasn't time to blink

Before it zoomed right by

And everything I knew, I knew

And everything that you knew too
Is absolutely now untrue because

Without a doubt there is a Santa Claus

I didn't see Santa Claus, Michael.

It's hard to be sedate
Or keep your head on straight

When fairy tales come true

Though I can't complain
"Cause if I'm insane

That means you are too

So why don't we make a pact
A solemn pledge to be exact

That Santa's real?
In fact he always was

I know I've had my doubts before

But now there's proof I can't ignore

So why deny it anymore?

- There is a Santa Claus
- There is a Santa Claus

- There is a Santa Claus
- There is a Santa Claus

- There is a Santa Claus
- There is a Santa Claus

Come on.
If that's Santa, Buddy can't be far behind.

Now, we all know Santa's sleigh
is powered by Christmas spirit...

but there aren't so many believers
these days.

So guess who's about to have...

- an emergency landing.
- Aah!

Buddy?

- Buddy?
- Buddy?

There's no way Buddy's out here.

Buddy.

- Hi, Buddy.
- Hi.

- Buddy. Oh, we were so worried.
- I knew we'd find you.

Buddy, I'm glad you're okay.

I have something I need to say to you.

And I have something to say to you.

It can wait. This is important.

But mine's really,
really, really important.

Then go ahead.

Santa's sleigh is about to crash...

because there's not
enough Christmas spirit.

That can wait. Listen.

Ever since you showed up...

you've brought this family closer
than it's ever been.

You've filled my heart
with Christmas spirit.

This whole elf thing is a little weird,
but I know you're my son, Buddy...

and I love you.

I love you too, Dad.

Okay, that's enough.

Whoa, cool.

Ho, ho. That was a close one.

Hello, Buddy.

Who's this?

Everyone, I'd like you to meet
my really good friend, Santa Claus.

Walter, I'm very proud of you.

You've rediscovered
the true meaning of Christmas:

Your family.

Congratulations.

You, sir,
are officially off the Naughty List.

Yes!

Santa Claus!

Nice to meet you, Michael.

I can't believe this.

Now that you're off the Naughty List,
Walter...

But this is crazy. How is this possible?

Just open it, Dad.

Is this what I think it is?

The skateboard I asked for
when I was 5 years old?

Of course not. What are you going to do
with a skateboard?

It's a shirt.

Ha-ha-ha. It's a skateboard.

You're real.

Santa Claus is real.

Wow!

Whoa, what just happened?

Your dad's Christmas spirit
just made my sleigh fly.

But we're gonna need a whole lot more
to get it back in the air.

Oh, no. I was worried about this.

- What is it?
- Is it who I think it is?

Yep. Naughty Listers.

Yeah, and we're here
for the presents, jerk.

Mr. Greenway?

Don't be so surprised, Hobbs.

Of course, I'm on the Naughty List.

Time to give up those presents, fatso!

No way, José.

Go spread as much
Christmas cheer as you can

and we'll get that
sleigh off the ground.

Go, go, go.

Get those presents!

All right, Buddy.

Lock and load.

Let's do this.

There's too many, Buddy. Hang on.

Hyah! Hyah!

Okay, let's spread some Christmas cheer.

We can't let Buddy down.

Buddy? Buddy the Elf?

How do you know Buddy?

He's the one who told me...

the best way to spread Christmas cheer
is singing loud for all to hear.

The best way to spread Christmas cheer
is singing loud for all to hear.

A song. That's a great idea.

We should go out there and sing.

Uh, I don't like singing
in front of people.

Oh, where's your Christmas spirit?
Buddy needs us to do this.

Walter, if she doesn't wanna sing...

If Buddy's in trouble, then I wanna help.
Let's go.

Come on, Jovie, you can do this.

It's for Buddy.

All you have to do

Is move your voice much higher

High, low, high, low High

Just sing a Christmas song

Just sing a Christmas song

It's like magic if things go wrong

It's like magic if things go wrong

Just spread some Christmas cheer

By singing loud for all to hear

Just sing a Christmas song

And keep on singing all season long

And keep on singing all season long

Think of the joy you'll bring

If you just close your eyes and sing

Give me those presents!

Buddy, I don't think we can outrun them.

We just need a little
more Christmas spirit.

Come on, Dad. Sing.
Show some Christmas spirit.

Just sing a Christmas song

And keep on singing all season long

Just sing a Christmas song

And keep on singing all season long

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

And if you're short on cheer
Think about that year

You woke up to find
A brand-new snow had fallen

The ornaments you made
Way back in second grade

Untangling the Christmas lights
Took your father several nights

Your mother claimed that she had proof
There were reindeer on the roof

Remember who you were back then
Let those moments live again

Remember who you were back then
Let those moments live again

Live again

Whoa!

I'm okay.

Good job, everybody.

Santa's got his mojo back.
Ho, ho, ho, ho.

You want a ride back to the North Pole,
Buddy?

No, thanks, Santa. I'm happy here.

This is Jovie.

I think she's my girlfriend.

Heh, heh, heh. Hi, Santa.

Oh, no.

I don't have any presents.

Just sing a Christmas song

It's like magic if things go wrong

Think of the joy you'll bring
If you just close your eyes

Think of the joy you'll bring
If you just close your eyes

If you just close your eyes

Now, that's the spirit.

Merry Christmas to all,
and to all, a good night!

Merry Christmas to all,
and to all, a good night!

And sing And sing

This is the most amazing
Christmas Eve ever!

Yeah. I don't even care that I quit my job.

I quit my job.

What are we gonna do?

We'll just cut back on some things.

- You still got each other.
- And one heck of a story, Mr. Hobbs.

A story. That's it.

Page one

Fresh out of toys
Santa makes his way back

When he hears a small noise
From inside of his pack

When he hears a small noise
From inside of his pack

A sound that's not unlike a baby's cry

It's enough to leave
the jolly guy perplexed

And?

Come on, Buddy, what comes next?

Page two

Back from his ride
Santa gathers his elves

He gathers his elves

And they quickly decide
They'll raise the baby themselves

And they quickly decide
They'll raise the baby themselves

The North Pole
Isn't made for humans, though

And soon the phony elf
Begins to grow so tall

- He
- Learns he's human after all

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

It's the story of

And the books will fly right off the shelf

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

And maybe Buddy helps his dad

In a setting much like this

And maybe his father learns
A son is something he can't dismiss

And maybe his father learns
A son is something he can't dismiss

They might learn that they need each other
Much more than they know

They might learn that they need each other
Much more than they know

Maybe the point of the story
Is it's never too late to grow

Maybe the point of the story
Is it's never too late to grow

It's never too late to grow

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

It's the story of

And the books will fly right off the shelf

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

It's the story of Buddy the Elf

I love it, I love it, I do
ALL: The elf

- I love it, I love it, I do
ALL: The elf

I love the story
Love the story, love the story

It's the story of Buddy

It's the story of Buddy

And that's it.

That's the story of Buddy the Elf...

which has gone on to become the
best-selling children's book in the world.

And it probably
won't come as a surprise to you...

that they all lived happily ever after.

Read it again. Read it again.

Baby Buddy loves this story.

One more time.

"This is Christmastown
in the North Pole..."