Mickey's Twice Upon a Christmas (2004) - full transcript

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(SINGING) Fa la la la

Fa la la la

(CHOIR SINGING)

NARRATOR:
'Twas the night before Christmas,

and all through the house...

Oh, wait. Different story,
but we'll still see a mouse.

Put those old Christmas classics

back up on the shelves.

We've got new tales
of giving and loving,

-and elves.
-(ALL LAUGHING)



In our first yuletide story,

two stars are on ice.

They've been best friends forever,

so cordial and nice.

But can both share the stage
with the lights shining bright?

Or will egos get bruised
in a double-Iutz fight?

- What beautiful skaters.
-(CROWD CHEERING)

Oh, Minnie, you're not nervous, are you?

A little. Does it Show?

Aw, no. You're going to be great.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(AUDIENCE GASPS)

Spin, spin, land, and...

Oh, it's Daisy!



Come on, Donald.

Hurry up, before the ice melts.

Looks like she's got something big
planned for her routine.

DAISY: Careful, Donald!

(DONALD GROANS)

(PACKAGE CREAKS)

Props go there.

(GASPS) Minnie!

Aah!

What do you think? I made it myself.

Oh! (CHUCKLES)

Oh, Daisy, it's perfect.

Well, break a leg.

Oh! Uh...

Theater talk, honey. Good luck.

(CHUCKLES) You, too, Daisy.

- Better get ready.
- Oh.

ANNOUNCER: Let's give these
fine competitors a nice hand.

Next up, a real treat
from our own little hometown darlin'.

That's me!

That's me!

In her debut skating performance,
sure to be a Showstopper,

ladies and gentlemen,

Miss Minnie Mouse!

(APPLAUSE)

Huh?

(WHOOSHING)

WOMAN: Look at Daisy!

(LAUGHTER)

(DAISY CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY)

I don't think anyone...

(SINGING) Dong, ding, dong

(CHOIR SINGING)

Dong, ding, dong

(CHOIR SINGING)

ANNOUNCER: Fantastic!

(LAUGHING) Yeah! Hey!

Do something!

(RINGS)

Ah! (GRUNTS)

(CHEERING)

- Uh-oh!
- Whoa!

Huh? Ooh.

(SCREECHING)

Keep going!

DAISY: Ooh!

Hmm!

(CROWD CHEERING)

Let's hit it!

(GASPING)

- Hmph.
- BOY: Ooh!

(SCRAPES)

Quack. Quack.

Ooh!

(WHISTLES)

(GASPS) Oh!

Squeak. Squeak.

(SLEIGH BELLS RINGING)

BOTH: Huh?

Launch!

Now, that is style.

(CROWD CHEERS)

How could you do this to me?

How could you do this to me?

- Bell head!
- What?

- Hippo hugger!
- Gator skater!

- Prima donna!
- Goody-goody!

- Copycat!
- Dirty rat!

DAISY: Let me at her!

MINNIE: You're just jealous!

- Oh!
- Oh, no!

DAISY: Let go of me!

(BOTH GASP)

(SCREAMING)

(CLANGING)

Aah!

(MINNIE AND DAISY SHOUTING)

MINNIE: Let go of me!

(BOTH YELLING)

Give up?

Never.

- Oh!
-(MICKEY GASPS)

CROWD: Oh!

Touch your toes, girls.

-(STRAINING)
-(COSTUME RIPPING)

(CHOIR SINGING)

(CROWD CHEERS)

Hoist 'em up!

(HIPPOS YELPING)

(ALLIGATORS GROANING)

DONALD: Ah!
MICKEY: Huh?

(MUSIC SWELLS)

(CLANG)

(EXCLAIMING)

(GASPS)

(SINGING)

(SCREAMS) Oh!

(GASPS)

(CLICK)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(ALL GASP)

(CRYING)

Oh.

Are you okay?

I think so.

What was I thinking?

(GASPS) What were we thinking?

I'm sorry.

Um...

Fflends?

Best friends.

Finale?

Grand finale!

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

(CHOIR SINGING)

(BELL DINGS)

(BOOMS)

(BOOMS)

Hey!

(BOOMS)

(CHEERING)

- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.

NARRATOR: When these best friends
were fighting, the show was a flop,

but when they danced together,
they came out on top.

At this grand, stately mansion,
three kids decked the halls.

(KIDS LAUGHING)

Sliding down bannisters,
climbing the walls.

But soon they may wish
they'd shown more self-control,

or they'll wake up on Christmas
to find lumps of coal.

DONALD: (SINGING)
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

(CHILDREN SCREAMING PLAYFULLY)

Watch out below!

DEWEY: Whoa!

Here we come!

- Whoa!
- Whoa! (LAUGHING)

- Hurry!
- It's time!

Uh-oh.

Hey, wait up!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
-(OBJECTS SHATTERING)

DEWEY: There they are!

LOUIE: Told ya!
DONALD: Whoa!

(CRASHING)

(UNCLE SCROOGE HUMMING)

- Let's see!
- Yeah! Smells great!

Oh, no, no!

- Mine!
- Smells good!

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

Oh, boy!

Mine!

(ALL GROAN)

Come on, Uncle Scrooge.

Give us just one little cookie.

- Oh, all right, boys.
-(GASPS)

You may each take one.

After you eat a hearty
and nutritious dinner.

ALL: Aw...

DAISY: Well, that was delicious.

(ALL BELCH)

Donald, say something.

(BELCHES)

Attention, everyone. Time for dessert.

(CLAPS)

(WHIRRING)

(GASPS)

(ALL GASP)

(CLANG)

I just love that.

Cookies!

Oh! Get off the table!
Where are your manners?

DONALD: Oh.

-(TYMPANI ROLL)
-(CRACKS)

My cookies!

What happened to my scrumptious
silver dollar chocolate chip cookies?

(BELL DINGS)

Boys! How could you?

Hey, aren't we innocent
until proven guilty?

- No!
-(ALL GASP)

You three march right upstairs!

Now!

I'm sure the cookies
were delicious, Uncle Scrooge.

They were.

Just let me at 'em!

- Whoa!
- Donald!

Don't make a big deal out of nothing.

Let me go!

Listen, I'll go talk to them.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Come in.

Boys, I want to tell you
something important.

That you made us more cookies?

No, that might send
the wrong message.

Listen, I don't want you three
to make the same selfish choices

that I made when I was your age.

But you turned out rich.

Rich because I was selfish.

ALL: We want to be rich and selfish, too.

Thun'snmbuwl
mummy

There's owning a mansion
with its own zip code.

And having a different private jet
for every day of the week.

And an Olympic-size swimming pool
with your own submarine.

Yes, the submarine is a highlight.
(LAUGHS)

But you're missing the point.

The one thing that I wanted
more than anything else

I never got,

because I never got
on Santa's good list.

Well, why didn't you just buy it?

You cannot buy being on Santa's list.

Now, hear me out, lads,
because I'm losing my patience.

It's simple.

If you don't clean up your act,
you don't get on Santa's list.

If you're not on the list,
you don't get presents.

-(BOTH GASP)
- What?

A little food for thought.

Night, night, boys. Pleasant dreams.

(HUMMING)

Easy for you to say.

We made the good list, right?

Absolutely.

We've been very good this year.

I got it, I got it!

(CRASH)

Hey, Uncle Donald,
we washed your car.

(QUACKS)

(HUMMING)

-(FLUSHES)
- Whoa!

(SLURPS)

(POPS)

(QUACKING)

Uncle Donald, come quick!

(GASPS)

(ALL LAUGH)

(ALL LAUGH)

ALL: We're doomed. Oh!

There's no way
we're on Santa's good list this year.

I guess it's too late to change.

Yeah. It's Christmas Eve.

(CLOCK TICKING)

So, you want to put some frogs
in Uncle Donald's bed?

Maybe later, but first I got a great idea.

We'll write our own names
on Santa's list.

But Santa lives way up
at the North Pole.

Yeah. How are we going
to get there, migrate?

Okay, feather head,
what do you think is easier?

Cleaning up our act by tomorrow
or going to the North Pole?

No contest. North Pole, here we come.

Ready? Let's roll.

ALL: Ow! Ow!

(MUSIC PLAYING)

-(BRAKES HISS)
-(DOOR CLOSES)

(ALL GROANING)

We made it.

Whoa. Next time
we mail ourselves first class.

Whoa!

It's the most beautiful thing
I've ever seen.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CLICKING)

(THUDDING)

(HONKS)

(GULPS)

(WHIRRING)

(HONKING)

Look at all these elves.

We're never going to get away with this.

We need a disguise. Let's move!

(ELF GRUNTING)

Oh, yeah, this'll fool 'em.

Hey, fellow elf, can you
give me a hand here?

Yeah, right. Be right with you.

Well, Dewey?

How are we going to find
the list in this place?

I'm working on it.

I can't see anything
with this map in the way.

(BOTH GASP)

- A map?
- A map?

Good work, Louie.

- Look, it says "Santa's list" right here.
- Let's move.

(ALL PANTING)

(ALL GASP)

(GRUNTING)

It's locked.

Whoa!

Find Santa, and we find the key.

Back to the map.

(ALL PANTING)

Santa's office,
right next to the food court.

Let's go!

(SCREECHING)

(HUEY READING)

Wait. You're going to wake him.

We got to be super quiet.

(SNORING)

-(CREAK)
-(SLAMS)

Oh!

(CONTINUES SNORING)

Oh, yeah, super quiet.

(MUTTERS) Check list.

Feed reindeer.

DEWEY: (GASPING) There it is.

Next time, we draw straws.

Oh.

- Oh!
- Pull up!

Whew!

(YAWNS)

Yuck!

Hey, peppermint.

With just a hint of mocha.

- Quiet!
- Quiet!

(YAWNS)

Oh!

Oh, that's the spot.

(YAWNS)

I got it. Uh...

Whoa!

Hot, hot, hot! Whoa! Ah!

(SLAMS)

(SNORING)

Whew!

Nothing can wake that guy.

-(COUGHING)
-(RINGING)

Huh? What?

Except that.

(RINGING)

It's for you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- Hello?
- WOMAN: Santa!

Now, don't you go back to napping.

I know when you've been sleeping.
I know when you're awake.

Oh, is it that time already?

(SNIFFS)

Hey, what are they cooking in
the kitchen?

Mmm. Smells like roast duck.

Now, don't dillydally, you hear?

You better kick it up a notch.

Yes, yes, of course. I'll be right down.

(PUNKS)

Ho.

(WHIRRING)

-(SLAMS)
- Huh?

(GROANING)

Give me that.

Good list, here we come.

Hey, careful, buddy.

That hurt.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(OBJECTS BREAKING)

(POPPING)

Hey! (EXCLAIMING)

Don't drop that key.

Relax. What could happen?

(EXCLAIMING)

Aw! Aw...

WOMAN ON PA:
Clean up in action figures.

All available, please assist.

Except for you, of course, Santa.

(GROANING)

Dewey! Hey, Dewey, you got the key?

(GASPS) There it is.

It took forever to stack
these Jailbreak Bob toys.

Jailbreak Bob?

JAILBREAK BOB: Let me out, see?

I was framed, see?

Uh-Oh.

I didn't do it, see?

No worries. Accidents happen.

We got to get all these keys
back into the jails.

These dolls still have to be wrapped.

But he lost the key to the men's room.

No problem.

Whichever key doesn't fit is yours.
Let's move.

- I'll start over here.
- What a mess.

I'll help.

JAILBREAK BOB: Let me out. Let me out, see?

My brother did it, see?

- I'm bustin' out of here.
- I'll pull your string.

(JAILBREAK 8088 ALL TALKING)

Let me out! Let me out!

Hey, I got a defective key over here.

What'll I do with it?

I don't know. Throw it at Morty.

No, wait!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

Come on! Follow that key!

Hey, aren't you guys
going to help restack these?

Uh, sure. Be right with you.

They aren't coming back, are they?

(STAMPING)

(WHIRRING)

- Here you go.
- Got it.

- Here's another.
- All right.

Oh, this one's empty.

There you are.

JAILBREAK BOB:
Quit eyeballin'me, see?

That hurt, see?

It's got to be here somewhere.

Oh, where is it?

Hey, I got it! I got it!

Oh, no! Look what they've done!

(ALL GASP)

ALL: Oh! Ugh!

Uh... Uh...

Give me that, you.

Let's get out of here.

(ALARM BUZZING)

WOMAN ON PA:
Emergency! Emergency!

We are at Elf Con One.

Don't panic! Thank you.

To the list! We're running out of time!

(GROANING)

Hey, what's the big...

Oh, goodness me. I'm terribly sorry.

Sometimes it's hard to see
past the old tum tum.

Hey, you found my key!

Uh...

Thanks, boys.

I've been looking for this.

Got to check that list
one more time, you know.

(ALL GASP)

ELF: Santa, come quick!

It's a disaster.

We're way off schedule.
Christmas is ruined! (SOBBING)

SANTA: Ho, ho, ho!

How bad could it be?

Remember the sleigh crash of '64?

That bad?

Worse! Look!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, now, that's bad.

I'd better get down there.

Christmas is ruined! (SOBBING)

What have we done?

(POPPING)

DEWEY:
We really made a mess of things.

We ruined Christmas

for every kid in the whole entire world.

Uncle Scrooge was right.

We'll never clean up our act.

(SIGHS)

Hey, but we can clean up our mess!

What do you say, fellows?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(BONES)

(CREAKS)

(CLICKS)

(WHIRRING)

(CLICKING)

(STAMPING)

-(WHISTLES)
-(GULPS)

(STAMPING)

(TEMPO OF MUSIC INCREASING)

-(MACHINE WHEEZES)
- Huh?

Uh, excuse me. I'm out of...

That's a wrap. (LAUGHS)

You see, I'm a wrapping elf,
and I said that to... Forget it.

All right!

(ELVES CHEERING)

We did it!

Congratulations, everybody.

Ho, ho!

WOMAN ON PA“. Attention!

There's a celebration in progress
in all departments.

All elves are to party down,

and, Santa, you shake
that bowl full of jelly!

Hmm?

Sorry. Got carried away.

It's been fun, fellas. See you. Bye.

Take care of yourselves.

We ruined Christmas and then saved it,
all in one day.

How many kids can say that?

Yeah, but I guess
there's no presents for us this year.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

We were this close
to getting on the good list.

Close, but we still failed.

-(KEYS JINGLE)
-(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(WHISTLING)

Or did we?

-(GASPS)
-(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Whoa! Santa's list!

And he checks this twice?

Hey, you're not supposed to be in here!

You know the rules.

There's an emergency
in sporting goods!

Someone tossed
their Christmas cookies!

Oh, dear! Step aside!

Duty calls!

All right, now, what do we got here?

Look, a list for every city.

Oh, you're right.

New York, London, Paris, Beijing,

and Duckburg!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Yep. We were right.

Our names are nowhere on this thing.

Not for long.

Pencil, Huey.

This is it, boys.

Everything we've worked for.

We'll show Uncle Scrooge.

What are you waiting for?

Hmm. Good thinking.

That'll show him.

This is going to be
the best Christmas ever.

- All right!
- Yeah!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(ENGINES ROAR)

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

Hey, the box said "fragile!"

You think it worked?

I sure hope so.

Look! There it is!

Whoa! That Santa's scary fast.

I can hardly wait.

DAISY: Good morning.
Merry Christmas, everyone.

Step aside! Coming through!

Donald! Where are your manners?

Good morning, boys.
Up and dressed already?

Oh, would you look at that?

Is that for you, Iaddies?

Actually, it's for you, Uncle Scrooge.

(GASPS) For me?

It's from Santa.

Really? Should I open it?

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

(TEARING)

Oh...

(GASPS)

It's what I've wanted
since I was a wee lad in the Highlands.

You wanted bagpipes?

I guess you finally made it
onto Santa's good list.

Mission accomplished.

Boys! There are more
presents back here!

ALL: There are?

- Aw, cool!
- Whoa!

Hey, look! I got a train!

Look at my glider!

Hey, look! I got a Jailbreak Bob!

JAILBREAK BOB:
Be good this year, see?

And have a merry Christmas.

Where?

Is, uh, this what you're looking for?

That's it! Oh, boy!

What'd you get?

"The Big Book of Manners"?

(LAUGHS)

Ha.Ha.Ha.

Very funny.

I don't get it.

Why do you suppose Santa
gave us presents, too?

Hey, fellas, look.

It's from Santa.

"Dear boys,

"there's always room on my list

"for those who think of others first.

"Keep up the good work.

"Oh, and thanks for
the help in the toy shop.

"Love, Santa.

"P.S. You might need these."

Marshmallows!

(PLAYING OUT OF TUNE)

Those aren't marshmallows.

(ALL GROANING)

Boy, that's bad on the ear.

Oh, Donald.

(CONTINUES PLAYING)

NARRATOR: They started out selfish,

those rascally brothers,

but made Christmas magic

by thinking of others.

Goofy always means well,

spreading holiday cheer,

but embarrasses Max with
his pratfalls each year.

Oh, he tries to step up to the plate
and be cool,

but now Max has grown up,
will Dad still play the fool?

(CRASHES)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS)

Max, I'm really looking
forward to meeting your dad.

- Yeah, about my dad...
- Thank you.

I just want to warn you.

He's a little, well, different.

Oh, Max, I'm sure he's great.

Don't get me wrong. He's really funny.

He makes people laugh.
Usually at him.

But he can be a bit clumsy.

Accident-prone,
disaster waiting to happen.

I'd better give him a call.

GOOFY: (SINGING)
I was strollin' through the park one day

In the merry, merry month of May

I was taken by surprise...

(CELL PHONE CHIMING)

Surprise? Hyuck! That must be Maxie.

{POPS)
-(DINGS)

Hello?

Hey, Dad, it's me.

Maxie!

Max, Dad.

Look, I need to talk to you.

Hyuck! How's the weather up there?

It's cold. Dad, this is important.

You wearing the scarf I knitted for you?

Yeah, Dad, every day.

Listen, remember
I told you about the girl

I'm bringing home for Christmas?

Uh, this Christmas?

Oh. (GROANS)

Yes, Dad. Mona, remember?

Uh-huh.

And I want to make a good impression.

I was kind of wondering
if you could kind of play it, um...

You know, cool?

Oh, gotcha.

Don't worry, son.

We'll give her a Christmas
she'll never forget!

Whoa! Whoa!

(CRASHING)

Yep. That's what I'm afraid of.

(HORN BLOWS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I've got a boatload of butterflies
in my belly

I'm short of breath with legs of jelly

Feel like I'm floatin'

'Bout 5 feet off the ground

So I've got to ask for just one big favor

That my dad be on his best behavior

When he sees the two of us around

I'm gonna try to face
the holidays fearlessly

And I hope he'll do his best
not to embarrass me

Make me look good

Make me shine

If you make me look good

I just might get to make her mine

Make me look good

(LAUGHING)

You have the tendency
to frustrate me

Seems that you humiliate me

MONA: Aw.

Every single time you get the chance

Mmm...

Is it any wonder that I'm so frantic?

What with all your crazy antics

Ruining all my chances for romance

MONA: How cute.

I don't expect you to become
Sir Henry Dignified

But could you just try to prove
that you were on my side

Make me look good

Make me shine

If you make me look good

I just might get to make her mine

Make me look good

(MONA LAUGHING)

(GROANS)

(SIGHS)

GOOFY: Oh, that Mona.

She's really something.

You sure know how to pick 'em, Maxie.

Max. It's Max, all right?

Gawrsh! It's freezin' out.

Come on inside, son.
We'll make cookies...

- Dad...
- And sing carols...

Dad. Dad, please!

I'm just going to take a walk.

Oh.

(WIND BLOWS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

- Be careful!
- Oh!

(GOOFY LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

I only wanted to make
a good impression

Now I must make a confession

Wish I hadn't acted selfishly

I guess I should apologize to you

After all you've filled
my life with laughter

No doubt about it

You've been so good to me

I don't know why I was so worried

'Cause, strange but true

You're my one and only dad

And I'm so proud of you

Mmm...

(POPPING)

GOOFY: Whoa!

MONA: Oh!

- Max!
- Aah!

You made me look good

You made me shine

You made me look so good

It looks like I'm gonna make her mine

You made me look good

Everything's fine

Everything's fine

You made me look so good

It looks like I'm gonna make her mine

You made me look good

MAX: Awesome Christmas, Dad!
This is great!

Aw, shucks. Hyuck!

(ALL LAUGH)

NARRATOR: When a father and son
end up miles apart,

they can see eye-to-eye

when they act heart-to-heart.

Sometimes Christmas gets lost
in the holiday crush.

It's, "Buy this, get that,
remember to rush."

But Donald just wants
peace and quiet this yule.

Can he enjoy Christmas
and not lose his cool?

-(BOINGS)
{QUACKS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(CHATTERING)

- Aah!
-(POPS)

Merry Christmas!

Yeah, merry Christmas.

Say!

(SLURPS)

Ah...

Hot chocolate.

(HORN HONKING)

My bus.

-(HONKING)
- What? My bus!

Uh-oh!

(HONKS HORN)

Wait for me!

(QUACKS)

(SPITS)

Uh-oh.

No! Wait!

(SINGING) ...a many Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year...

Merry Christmas.

...to you and your kin

Glad tidings for Christmas

And a happy New Year

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

Glad tidings we bring
to you and your kin

Glad tidings for Christmas...

And a happy New Year

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy, happy

Happy, happy---

DA; And to wrap up tonight's forecast,

it's going to be a crisp 18 degrees.

Now back to our program.

(MUSIC TEMPO INCREASING)

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry...

And a happy New Year

- Hey, what you got there?
- Aah!

Can I have some cocoa, too?

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

(QUACKS)

Uh-oh!

(QUACKS)

(QUACKING) Whoa!

(SPLASHES)

ALL: Hi, Uncle Donald!

(FOOTSTEPS)

- Ready to go, Donald?
- Where?

- To the mall.
- ALL: Duh!

Don't you want to see
the Christmas window at Mousy's?

And smell lots of greasy grub
in the food court?

And wander around aimlessly
looking for the perfect gift?

All I want is peace, quiet,

and my hot chocolate.

- Don't be such a big, old grump.
- Whoa!

Christmas is the time
to be with family and friends

and the people who love you.

Come on.

You go. I'll stay.

Stop being so selfish.

Quack, quack, quack.

Oh!

I'm not going, and that's final!

Hmm.

Don't dawdle, Donald.

(MUSIC PLAYING ON PA)

This is going to be awesome!

Oh, when does it start?

Let's see.

- Ow! Oh!
- Hey!

I'm sorry.

(SNIFFS) Is that hot chocolate?

Very hot!

(BELL DINGS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

I'll be right back.

(LEGS FLUTTER)

- Number 7, please.
- Comin' right up.

(FROTHS TO TUNE
OF CHRISTMAS CAROL)

-(THUDS)
- Here you go, man. Merry Christmas.

Thanks.

(COINS JINGLE
TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)

(CLOSES REGISTER)

(CLINKING TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)

Huh?

(POPS TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)

(TAPPING IN RHYTHM)

(BARKING TO CHRISTMAS CAROL)

(QUACKS)

(HAMMERING TO TUNE)

(WHIRRING TO TUNE)

Ugh.

(TEARING IN RHYTHM)

(DRUMMING IN RHYTHM)

(QUACKS)

(CLACKING IN RHYTHM)

(SQUEAKING IN RHYTHM)

(TICKING IN RHYTHM)

(TWEETS IN RHYTHM)

-(DIALS IN RHYTHM)
- Whoa!

(ALL BEEPING IN TUNE)

-(BURPING IN RHYTHM)
-(SLURPING IN RHYTHM)

(BLOWING IN TUNE)

(QUACKING)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Whew!

-(MACHINERY STARTS)
- Aah!

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

(SCREAMING)

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

We wish you a merry Christmas

- Aah!
-(SINGING SPEEDS UP)

Aah!

WOMAN: And now,
for your viewing pleasure,

Mousy's Christmas Spectacular!

{QUACKS)
{CRASHES)

(ALL GASP)

(MUSIC SLOWING DOWN)

(ALL GASP)

I'll show you!

Wha...

(MACHINE SHUTS OFF)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Uh-Oh.

-(BOINGS)
-(EXCLAIMS)

(ALL MURMURING)

Uncle Donald?

- He's your uncle?
- Him? Uh-uh.

I've never seen him before.

- This is my uncle.
- Ow!

What are the odds?

Boys, please! I can explain.

This is a new low. Even for you.

Come on, boys.

What was he thinking?

Aah!

- I hope you're happy!
-(GROANS)

For cryin' out loud,
where's your Christmas spirit?

Doh!

(DOOR CLOSES)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

DAISY: Donald, stop being so selfish.

Oh...

COP: For cryin' out loud,
Where's your Christmas spirit?

Oh...

DEWEY“. No, never seen him before.

Oh...

HUEY: You're blowin' us off
for a beverage?

Oh...

DAISY: Christmas is the time
to be with family and friends

and the people who love you.

DAISY:
We'll have four hot chocolates, please.

- Oh, good. Thank you.
- Sound good, boys?

(SIGHS)

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas...

Come on, together. On the down beat.

Glad tidings we bring...

Oh, your timing's off.

We've been here all day.
Just sing the melody.

WOMAN: What melody?
You're singing out of tune.

Stop! Stop, stop, stop.

(SINGING STOPS)

I know this song inside and out.

(CRACKS KNUCKLES)

I'll start.

We wish you a merry Christmas

(CLEARS THROAT)

We wish you a merry Christmas

Altos!

We wish you a merry Christmas

Tenors!

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

That's better!

Glad tidings we bring
To you and your kin...

Together now!

Hey! Can we join in?

Yeah! Come on, everybody!

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

Hey, what's going on?

Let's check it out.

...figgy pudding

Bring us some figgy pudding...

Uncle Donald? What's gotten into him?

And a cup of good cheer

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

I'm sorry, Daisy.

Merry Christmas?

Merry Christmas, you big, old grump.

Everybody, clap your hands!

We wish you a merry Christmas
We wish you a merry Christmas

We wish you a merry Christmas

And a happy New Year

(SONG ENDS)

NARRATOR: Our duck faced the music
and found his own beat.

He sang from his

head,
making Christmas complete.

In our last Christmas story,
let's turn now to Mickey.

His friendship with Pluto
has never been sticky.

But when decking the halls,
if your master says, "Sit,"

you'd better obey, or disaster may hit.

(CHOIR SINGING)

(CHIMING)

(ORNAMENT TAPS FLOOR)

(PLUTO SNORING)

(TAPS)

(MICKEY HUMMING)

Hey, Pluto, guess what?

I got more decorations.

-(BARKS)
- Easy, pal. These are special.

Oh! And breakable.

- Hey, I see you.
-(BARKS)

Aw. Who's my pal? Who's my pal?

(BARKING)

That's right. You are. You are, Pluto.

We better get busy.

We have lots to do
for our big Christmas bash.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHIMPERS)

I know what you're looking for.
Be patient.

You'll get to put the star on the tree.

-(STAR CLATTERS)
-(WHIMPERS)

(GASPS) Look out!

Oh. Oh.

(WHIMPERS)

Pluto, you got to be more careful.

-(TELEPHONE RINGS)
- Now sit.

Stay.

-(RINGING CONTINUES)
- Good boy.

Just forget all about that star.

- Hello?
- MINNIE: Hi, Mickey.

It's me.
How's everything going for the party?

Almost done.

This is going to be
my best Christmas party ever.

Mickey, you're not overdoing it again,
are you?

No, no. I've cut way back this year.

LA__Z