The Nights Before Christmas (2019) - full transcript
A murderous Santa and Mrs Claus play a cat and mouse game with the FBI.
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(FIRE CRACKLES)
Michelle, what have you done?
What happened?
We had a little party.
Things got a little
crazy. (LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
What?
Nicholas, is that you?
MICHELLE: What's left of him.
The orderlies sure are rough,
we're gonna file a complaint.
What happened to you?
Well I guess I got a
little too close to the fire.
Your face!
Ohh, goo, goo, goo, goo.
Isn't he handsome?
(LAUGHS EVILLY)
All the girls love a scar.
Listen to me, we can fix this.
We can fix this.
Oh, we are.
We are.
We're gonna be fixing
this 'til Christmas.
We're gonna be like
busy, little elves
fixing everything you've done.
Help me!
Nobody's coming.
They were being so loud.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Well, I had to make
them all quiet.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(FLAME WHOOSHES)
(FIRE CRACKLES)
(PAIR LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
I was playing a game,
you do understand.
What's my name?
Say it.
What's my name?
Say it.
Say it!
Say it!
Say it!
What's my name, say it!
Santa Claus, Santa
Claus, Santa Claus!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(WIND BLOWING)
(CUSTOMERS CHATTING)
(MAN CLATTERING)
Anything for the children?
Don't jump out on people!
People usually see my
coming in this get up.
How was I supposed
to avoid you?
C'mon, it's for the
kids at Christmas.
I don't have any change.
Yeah, they all say that.
Merry Christmas anyway.
So, I'm gonna take
you out Christmas Eve.
Yeah, and then who's
gonna serve the coffee?
You gotta be such
a ball breaker?
Yeah, you bet your ass I am.
You can break my balls
any time you'd like!
Yeah, sweetie, I
already knew that.
Hey, she can sit on my lap!
Give it a rest, Larry!
You can sit on my lap!
- What's her story?
- No idea.
Not much of a talker, but
she comes here all the time.
- Alone?
- Always.
Hmm, maybe I can take
her out for Christmas Eve.
Douchebag.
What, you said no!
She said no, right?
WAITRESS: Want a
top up on your coffee?
Oh!
Yes, please, thank you.
DAD: I'd love a cup.
I just told you I don't have...
Better make it large coffee.
What are you doing here?
You don't leave your
mother and I much choice,
you don't return our calls.
Dad...
It's okay.
I know it's still raw.
But you gotta move on.
- I am.
- DAD: Really?
Yes, that's why
I left Woodridge.
And now sit here most
nights in this diner?
Isn't this where you
and Joe would come?
How do you know that?
Your mother found it in an
old Facebook photo of you both.
And today would've
been his birthday.
Like that matters now.
Baby, of course
it matters still!
It'll matter your whole life.
But that's what I want
you to have, a life.
WAITRESS: Are we gonna
have anything to eat tonight?
No, thanks.
Courtney, come home.
- What...
- Just for Christmas.
Back to the
scene of the crime?
Back to your family.
Your mother's in pieces.
We miss you.
I can't, it's
only been a year.
Do you remember
learnin' to ride
that mean old horse, Buck?
And he threw you off...
Dad, this isn't (BANGS
LOUDLY) like riding a horse!
Okay?
Joe died.
A lot of people died.
A lot of them were
friends of mine
and I watched his
face as he did it.
I can still see his face
every time I close my eyes.
And he's still out there!
So yeah, I ran, to a
city full of people
so I could get lost,
so they won't find me.
My name isn't even
Courtney here.
Yeah.
I want you to take this.
♪ Have yourself a merry little ♪
What, did you rob a bank?
No, it's a month's
earning from the shop.
We'll be okay.
I'm okay, really.
We still get your credit
card statements to the house.
I know you're a bit behind.
Please, just let me do this.
This city's
expensive to live in.
♪ Have yourself a ♪
Thank you.
♪ Merry little Christmas ♪
I better hit the road.
♪ The yule tide gay ♪
♪ From now on our troubles
will be miles away ♪
Dad.
I miss you both.
♪ Here we are as in olden ♪
We know.
♪ Happy golden days of yore ♪
What if you guys come here?
Here?
Yeah, my apartment's
really small
but I think we can make it work
if you think mom would come.
Of course she would!
Okay.
♪ Through the years we all ♪
This is my new address.
♪ If the fates allow ♪
♪ Hang a shining star ♪
Your mother will be so happy!
Me too.
What do I call ya?
I'm still Courtney, dad.
Baby.
♪ A merry little Christmas now ♪
I'll see you soon.
♪ Here we are as in olden days ♪
♪ Happy golden days ♪
WAITRESS: Anything
else this evening?
Just the bill, please.
WAITRESS: Your
dad already did.
Of course he did.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
♪ Gather near to us ♪
Hey Santa!
I got some change for ya.
Wow, really?
You need change for this?
No, you can keep it.
It's for the kids.
Yeah, it's for the kids.
Thank you.
Bet you thought I was
gonna forget about you.
Oh you'll never forget
about me! (SCREAMING LOUDLY)
Oh!
Aah!
Are you okay?
♪ Upon the highest bough ♪
What the hell was that?
I didn't touch her, man!
♪ A merry little Christmas now ♪
(CAR WHOOSHING)
(RADIO STATICS)
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
Shit!
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(METAL CRASHING)
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Ugh!
(SCREAMS LOUDLY)
(BROKEN GLASS CLINKING)
Ah!
(WOOD CRACKING)
(ARROW WOOSHING)
I'll never tell
you where she is.
And now you'll never know.
It's nice to see
you again, Jim.
Remember, I told you I would.
Yeah, I remember you.
You were nothing then and
you're less than nothing now.
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Same old Jim.
The only way this ends is by
me finishin' what I started.
And to do that, I need
everybody back together again.
The whole family, at the most
wonderful time of the year.
Now!
But I'm gonna pray, pray, pray,
because, Jim, won't
give up his baby girl,
and I don't blame you.
What father would?
So if Christmas isn't enough
to bring the whole
family back together,
you know the only other thing
that really unites a family?
A funeral.
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WIND HOWLING)
Ah, sir, look
who just showed up.
Them damn feds always
stickin' their noses
in the local business.
I dunno why they're damn
interested in a DUI car crash.
Little level away from
D.C. isn't it agent?
It's Special Agent
Natalie Parker,
this is Agent Jack Zimmerman.
We'll take it from
here, Sheriff.
You be my guest, but why?
That's Jim Boden's car, right?
Yeah, we already
informed the family.
What did you tell them?
That he'd been drinking,
skidded off the road
and wasn't wearing a seatbelt.
Black ice related accidents
happen way too much
this time of year.
Good, good.
Sorry?
Good that you told them
this was an accident.
I don't follow.
He is the father
of Courtney Boden,
one of the original
Woodridge Massacre survivors.
Oh sure, but I don't...
This close to Christmas,
we're not taking any chances.
You think they're back?
I think they made the
FBI's 10 Most Wanted
for a good reason.
But surely they'd be...
I also think we shouldn't
take and chances, Sheriff.
Let my team take a look.
All yours.
Where's the body?
He's further into the woods.
Show me.
Guessin' he bled
out here in the cold.
The injuries look
bad from the impact.
Open it up.
So he crawled out in
the woods to get help?
Hell, after a smash like that
he wouldn't know which way
was in and which way was out.
He was probably worried
the car was gonna go up.
You find his phone?
Not yet.
Get me a cause of death.
JACK: On it.
And find me his phone.
We got his records, he
didn't make any calls.
Yeah, but if he died alone
out here, it should be here.
And if it isn't, that
means someone took it away.
Okay!
We're gonna conduct
a ground search
for the victim's cell phone!
Let's organize two 10-man teams
and cordon the path
from here to the car!
Let's go, people!
Could just be an accident.
You look hard enough at anything
and you'll find connections.
I hope I'm wrong.
In cases like
this, we often see
people trying to
blame themselves,
which is totally pointless.
It's not what your
father would've wanted.
No, my father wanted
me to come home.
Courtney...
I don't blame myself
for my father's death,
I just wish that the
last thing he asked of me
was not something
that I said no to.
It's not something
you get to take back.
If I could do it again I would
get in that car a
thousand times over.
And you'd both be dead.
I'd rather be dead than
feel guilty about living.
The only time you should
feel guilty about living
is if you're wasting your life.
I haven't cried since
getting the call about my dad.
Trauma can sometimes interfere
with the grieving process.
Yeah, but what
kind of daughter
doesn't cry when she
finds out her dad's dead?
Am I evil?
What?
No.
You hear about psychopaths
and serial killers
and they don't cry because
they don't have any emotion.
Because they're evil.
Courtney, listen to
me, you're not evil.
I've seen evil, believe me.
I've looked it right in the
eye, and you are not it.
I'm gonna give you
something for anxiety.
I want you to get
some decent sleep.
What if I don't wanna sleep?
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
What if I don't wanna sleep?
Can I?
I'm afraid we need to delve
much deeper here, Nicholas.
I need more time
before I can feel
comfortable releasing you.
I want to see
Lucy and Jennifer.
I wanna see my family.
Nicholas...
Don't call me Nicholas!
My mother called me Nicholas,
and I fucking hate my mother!
Don't!
We need to think about...
You wanna know what I think?
I understand you're upset.
I'm not upset.
You've never seen me very upset.
I've just got this problem.
I wanna go, and you
don't wanna let me.
It's a problem.
It's my problem.
And we all know how
I solve my problems.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Hey, I thought
you were at work.
I was working from home today.
I thought you had
a double shift.
No, I don't have a job.
I'm not talkin' to you,
I'm talkin' to my daughter.
- Mom, please.
- Sorry, was that rude?
Whatever.
Why do you that?
Becky, keep it down?
(WIND HOWLING)
- Here you go, ma'am.
- Thanks.
Did we confirm this current
address for the Bodens?
Yeah, why?
This isn't the
quickest route home.
He got off the
highway too early.
He may have been
avoiding traffic.
That time of night?
Check it.
We found somethin'.
The phone?
No.
(SLOW DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I thought you looked here.
Once we found the body
there was no need
to look any further.
Jack?
Boss?
Wake everyone up.
Oh my God.
They're back.
Got it.
And this just became
a murder investigation.
Want me to inform the family?
No!
This stays a media blackout.
What do you think they want?
What they always
want, to play a game.
What do you think it means?
I don't know, but if
we don't figure it out
a lot of people are gonna die.
(PHONE RINGING)
Hello?
Yes?
Oh my God.
Okay.
Thank you, yes,
we'll be in contact.
Bye.
(LOUD KNOCKING)
Hey sweetie?
I have some bad news.
I just got off the phone
with our caseworker
from witness protection.
Jim Boden was killed
in a car accident.
You know what the roads
are like around here
and he did like a drink.
There'll probably be
a funeral next week.
No!
We're not going.
It's too risky.
Sweetie,
when your stepfather died
the same day as
Courtney's boyfriend,
Courtney still showed
up to Frank's funeral.
Maybe this isn't about what
you want or what you can do.
Maybe you should think about
what Courtney needs right now.
No, mom, not now, not
this close to Christmas.
I just can't.
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(MAN SPEAKING QUIETLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
She wants out!
Who?
Well, Mrs. Claus, of course.
That's not real, Michelle.
And even if it were,
what kinda Mrs. Claus
would wanna hurt people?
- Bad people.
- What?
She only hurts the naughty
ones. (GIGGLES LOUDLY)
How do you know who's naughty?
Why, Santa tells me, of
course! (LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Where is she?
Nicholas, focus.
Think about what you're doing.
Oh, I've had plenty
of time to think
ever since you left
us in that place.
Do you remember, doctor?
Asking me to think of a goal,
something to work towards.
But I could never
quite get it, could I?
So no we'll have to settle for
good, old fashioned revenge!
If you really care
about Michelle...
Don't call her that!
Look at her!
What have you done to her?
Why, I've set her free.
I've given her everything
she could ever want.
And what's that?
Well, to make a
list of everybody
who was naughty and nice to her.
So tell me, doctor, which
one do you think you were?
Please, my daughter's
coming home soon.
Please!
Too late!
(DOCTOR SCREAMING LOUDLY)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Michelle, this is what happens
when you don't deal with
your demons in real life.
(SENSUAL MUSIC)
Whoa, that's a lotta light.
I guess you wanna guarantee
you're not missing anything.
Like it?
Babe.
Babe.
I mean we can always do
something else if you wanted to.
Babe!
C'mon, give me something!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
You know, I can't
decide whether you two
were about to be really
naughty or really nice,
but you're not on my list.
You're deviant, aren't ya?
So let's play this game in
a way you'll understand.
I wanna give you a safe
word so I stop squeezing.
What do ya think Mrs. Claus?
What should the safe word be?
Bite me.
Say it.
Bite me.
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
Yay! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Die.
We gotta get going,
honey, I don't know
what the roads are gonna be like
with all the snow, I
gotta find parking.
I don't even know where my
keys are right now anyway.
Lucy McKay?
Who are you?
I'm Agent Jack Zimmerman, FBI.
How the hell did
you get in here?
We have access,
it's a safe house.
We're on our way to a funeral.
I know that.
There's been a change of plans.
It's never easy to lament
the passing of a
soul I knew so well.
Jim Boden was not just a
loving husband to Rebecca
and father to Courtney,
but a friend to us all.
Can we go inside already?
Not until Agent Parker
gives us the okay.
We're literally
missing the funeral.
Just tryin' to
keep you both safe.
PASTOR: To everything
there is a season
- and a time...
- Oh, heads up!
PASTOR: Every purpose
under the Heaven.
A time to be born...
Someone get me eyes
on the tall woman
with the hat that just
sat in the back row.
A time to plant, and
a time to pluck off
- that which was planted.
- Bravo team?
PASTOR: A time to kill...
Alpha team, move around so
you can get a line of sight.
PASTOR: A time to break down.
Stop touching your earpiece!
PASTOR: And a time to laugh.
A time to mourn and
a time to dance.
Something spooked
her, go, go, go, go, go!
All units, move in!
PASTOR: Time to
gather stones together.
Get the family
outta here right now!
Copy that, proceeding
to the safe house.
Wait, what's happening?
The site's been compromised,
I'm moving you both
to a secure location.
He's here?
Please keep your heads down.
- Come with us right now.
- What the hell?
Secure her!
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Run rabbit, run!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
I need units on the I-95
Southbound past Junction 34
and backup northbound on 32 in
case he tried to turn around.
Where is my chopper?
DISPATCHER: In
route to your location.
How are we doing on the I-95?
DISPATCH: Southbound
roadblock is in place.
Northbound will
be in two minutes.
NATALIE: And
where's my chopper?
Nevermind, I see them.
They can't be more than a
mile ahead of us, dispatch.
DISPATCH: Copy,
relaying to pilot.
Get outta the car!
You got nowhere to go, Nicholas!
Get out of the car!
They made me do it!
Get everyone back to
the church right now!
- Say it again, Monica?
- Monica Mudd.
Monica Mudd, okay.
Just do it!
It doesn't make sense!
Let's go, let's go!
On our way.
Come back tomorrow,
we're closed.
(FEET STOMPING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
My God!
Not God, Father.
Heaven is inevitable.
What's the matter?
You don't recognize me?
'Cause I know you know my wife.
Oh!
Jesus Christ.
I now forgive your
sins, my child.
Why are you here?
Because I made a list,
and I checked it
way more than twice.
I was tryin' to find out who
was naughty and who was nice.
And you will never
guess which one you are.
(YELLS LOUDLY) Bullseye!
I do hope you've
said your prayers.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
Jesus fucking Christ.
This is getting outta control.
He can't have got far.
I'll get some roadblocks out.
Yeah, I-95, gimme I-91 and
I-87, barricades, roadblocks.
DISPATCH: That's
state's side.
Yeah, that's right, I don't
care if it's state's side!
DISPATCH: You
sure about that?
Yes!
DISPATCH: Copy that.
We're dropping
a 20 mile radius.
You won't get him.
Well, we got her,
it's not all lost.
She meant to get caught,
meant to lead us away!
She's only in cuffs
'cause she wants to be.
So what's next?
Where are the families?
I agreed to be used as bait
with the reassurance
that I would be safe.
You were safe at all
times during the operation.
It wasn't an operation,
this was my dad's funeral!
And why wasn't I informed
it was gonna be hijacked?
We only had 90 minutes notice
that it might be used as a ploy
to get Jennifer outta hiding.
How do they even know that?
We're not at liberty to say.
What?
Let's go in the office...
No, we're gonna have this
conversation right here.
And they escaped?
Okay, and your plan
didn't even work.
We need relocation.
You're completely secure.
We've got units posted
from here on in.
That didn't keep
anyone safe last time.
Why was my father's funeral
being used as an FBI sting?
Because your
father was murdered.
No, we were told that it
was a drunk driving incident.
No, it wasn't.
Toxicology report
says that it wasn't.
The killers, they covered
his body in alcohol
so at first look, it
made it look like it was.
- Killers?
- Yes, and yes.
It's Nicholas Conway
and Michelle Weaver.
Ugh, this is so fucked up!
Okay, we're leaving and we're
not fuckin' coming back.
We have Michelle in custody.
And?
Nicholas managed to escape.
After he murdered Father
Dermaid in the church,
it appears he had been hiding
in the building for
the entire service.
Michelle, she was just bait
to lure us away from him.
You two were never the
intended targets for today.
- Today?
- Yes.
We think he's on another spree.
But we have all of our
best criminal psychologists
and Marshalls all over this.
So, what are you doing?
We're hunting him.
Make no mistake, we
are gonna catch him.
We have Michelle in custody,
we are two steps ahead of them,
we have all of
the full resources
of the Bureau all over this.
He's probably pretty
worried right now.
I don't think you
understand him at all
if you think he's worried
about being caught.
Well right now we need
your help in under...
Fuck you!
Anything usable.
They were never gonna
be happy about this.
They're both targets,
so round the clock
units all over them.
Think they'll try again?
Jennifer's his endgame,
but hopefully he
won't get that far.
Where is she?
She's downstairs.
Interrogation room three is open
if you wanna take her up there.
No, let's go down there.
Protocol.
They're not
playin' by the rules,
so we need to unsettle her.
You're the boss.
I'm gonna go alone.
Profile suggests that
she's less likely
to play mind games
with a female.
I'm Special Agent Natalie
Parker, Miss Weaver.
Is it okay if I
call you Michelle?
Or do you want me to
call you Mrs. Claus?
Are you the good cop?
Is the bad cop comin' soon?
I don't need to
be good cop or bad.
You're in a whole heap
of trouble, Michelle.
You can help yourself though.
What do you think I'm doin'?
What you did is obstruction
and assisted manslaughter,
but that already
pales in comparison
with the 19 counts of
first degree murder
you already have pending trial.
(QUIETLY SHUSHING)
You talk too much.
Actions speak louder
than words, is that it?
True dat!
But we won't have
to wait that long.
Daddy has a new plan.
Of course he does.
Not sure you actually
know it, though.
Well maybe I could
prove it to you
by tellin' you his whole
plan, that way you believe me,
and me and you can
be BFFs forever.
I know his plan.
Or at least his end goal.
To get back to his family,
Lucy McKay and Jennifer.
That's what he wants, to
be reunited with them.
You, you don't think he
actually loves you, do you?
I mean, I'm sure he fucked you
a couple of times
and said he did,
but then why is he hellbent
on getting back
to another woman?
You really are a dimwit,
Agent Natalie Parker.
Special Agent.
Do I strike you
as the jealous type?
No, but you strike
me as the stupid type
if you're gonna help
your psycho Santa
get back to the woman
he actually loves.
Sorry.
I was just seein' if
I could get to you.
Didn't quite know if
you were close enough.
But back to your
strategic approach,
yes, he loves me, only me.
And when we kill everyone
else in that room,
I'm gonna keep you alive.
Strip tease you bare
naked in front of him
and then you'll know,
it's me that's most likely
to fuck your brains out.
They're gonna
throw away the key.
Call me.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
But we're not gonna
get anything from her
no matter how much we do that.
We can find out
what she wants.
She doesn't want a deal.
People like these
two can't be bought.
Well, I know somebody
that might be able to help.
- You should talk to him.
- Who?
So up to the housetop,
the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of
toys and St. Nicholas too.
And then in a twinkling,
I heard on the roof,
the prancing and pawing
of each little hoof.
Just like Rudolph's hoof.
Yeah, his red hoofs!
As I drew on my head
and was turning around,
down the chimney St.
Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur
from his head to his foot
and his clothes were all
tarnished with ashes and soot.
(LIGHT KNOCKING)
There's someone at the door
sweetie, I'll just go check.
You stay here, okay?
It's a bit late.
Sheriff Mitchell?
Not Sheriff anymore.
May name is...
Sandy, you wanna
go read in your room?
Who's that lady?
She's not gonna
be staying long,
then I'll come up
and read you a story.
- Is that okay?
- Okay.
My granddaughter.
She's beautiful.
Look, I'm not
interested in any book
or movie deal you're
trying to sell.
I'm with the Bureau.
I'm with the AA.
I see.
My meetings are probably
going better than your manhunt.
I need your help.
At least you're brave
enough to admit it.
It'll be Christmas related.
What?
How he's choosing them.
- Maybe not this time.
- Always.
Three attacks, one he
let live, two he killed.
All connected with Courtney.
The father, the therapist,
the local priest,
all tryin' to
flush out Jennifer.
There's something
missing here.
It's gotta be
related to Christmas.
He's leaving naughty or nice
labels at each crime scene.
Well there you go.
But, it all ties back
to Jennifer, right?
I'm gonna beat this guy.
Let me tell ya something
about Nick Conway.
He's equal part crazy and smart.
And don't underestimate
the lengths he'll go
for an end goal that you
might not even understand.
He burnt down that whole
asylum, he killed 30 people.
He pulled out his own teeth
so he could be declared
dead in that fire,
all to cover his tracks.
And he still waited three years
to come back to
Woodridge for Jennifer.
He bided his time,
he made his plan.
And the reason that he's
better than us at it
is because he's willing to
be killed or to die for it.
Help me.
Just take a look.
I don't do that anymore.
One look.
Lady, if I wanna
see the horrors
he and that crazy girl committed
all I have to do
is close my eyes
and look back on that day where
they murdered half
this God damn town.
We don't have a lot of
Christmas fanfare these days.
You mighta noticed.
I'd be willing to bet it's
gonna take three generations
for this place to forget
what happened here.
You know why that is, Sheriff?
Because he killed so many.
No.
Because they haven't
been brought to justice.
(SLOW PIANO MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Hello?
This is private property.
I'm a federal
agent with the FBI.
Well I apologize, but this
is still private property
and what the hell
are you doing here?
Looking for some information
about some former patients.
Well all the patient
records were burned
in the fire that
closed this place down.
You would remember these two.
Nick Conway and Michelle Weaver.
Yeah, I remember them.
You meet a lot of
troubled people here,
but that guy, he was
just evil incarnate.
You worked here then?
I used to be an orderly,
just keepin' the
patients in line really.
The other company
closed down and kept me on
to take care of the grounds,
keep the local kids
out, things like that
Just until we sell the place,
or they turn it in
to fancy apartments.
Not long then and
I'll have my pension.
What can you tell
me about the fire?
(GLASS CLANKING)
(FIRE WOOSHING)
Look, you have to understand
that those two aren't normal.
The had respect for nothing.
They were violent, they were
crude, and they were dangerous.
When the hospital was in trouble
and we needed to take
a stronger line...
Results, doctor. Immediately.
You're making a mistake.
Am I?
It was all chaos.
And I thought they died,
and I was lucky to
get out on my own.
You ever beat any
of the patients?
It was part of the program.
And it was kinder than
electric shock treatment!
And those two just
weren't right in the head!
Well, it didn't work.
Look, we had minimal
self defense training
And we had to deal with
some of the most dangerous
criminally insane
people in the country.
You let crazies like
him or her come at you,
you needed to put them down,
and put them down hard.
You let them get up again and
they're going to kill you.
Now do you think I was wrong
to deal with them like that?
I don't know what I think.
Well I think the devil is
capable of a lot of things,
especially if he has
some helping hands.
And I'll tell you this,
a lot of good people
died here that day.
And if I could go back in time,
knowing what I know now,
I would beat him to death,
right here on his floor.
You mind if I
take a look around?
Not without a search warrant.
Thank you for your help, sir.
You're most welcome.
Here's my number.
If you think of
anything else you think
might be pertinent,
please call me.
- If I do, I will.
- Thanks.
And I hope you catch them.
Jim was a good guy.
Jim? Jim Boden?
Yeah.
How do you know him?
Well he used to
work here, same as me.
Really?
Look, this isn't the
big city, Agent Parker,
it's a small town.
Half the families who lived here
at some time or another,
probably worked here.
Thanks again.
JACK: Boss, how
was the nut house?
Yeah, good, but Jim Boden
used to work for the asylum.
Well that explains
one thing, then.
NATALIE: What?
I talked to his wife about
the unusual route he took home.
Remember, he got off the
highway two exits early.
His wife said he
always used to do that
and drive the back
roads by the asylum
as it's the way that he knew,
so it's nothing more than habit.
No, Jack it was
more than that.
That may have been habit for him
but then our two Christmas
freaks somehow knew that
because they chose the
location to ambush him.
Think it's related?
Filled in some details,
but I'm not sure
we're any closer yet.
How's the woman in red?
Don't worry about
her, she's secure.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Yeah, Parker, it's
Sheriff, it's Mitchell here.
I've been goin' over
those notes you left.
Now, clearly the killers
used Courtney's father
to flush Courtney,
lead you to Jennifer.
It looks like Jennifer
is what it's based around
but the priest doesn't
connect to her.
And his killing won't
have been random,
they leave people
alive for a reason,
that's the same
way they kill 'em.
There's a connection
between the targets, too.
You said he's been marking
them with naughty and nice.
Just like the song.
What if it's an actual list?
(DIAL TONE BEEPING)
Hello, hello?
Drop the ax!
Drop it!
Season's greetings,
Sheriff Mitchell.
On your knees!
This is Sheriff Mitchell
as 1911 Gale Drive.
In self defense, I
just shot and killed
an intruder on my property.
Send the police.
Oh wow, operating a
murder, Sheriff Mitchell,
maybe you and I aren't
so different after all.
Shooting a rabid dog to keep
it from hurting anyone else
is not murder, it's a kindness!
You should watch
your back, Sheriff,
I don't work alone, remember?
And I know your
partner's in lock up,
spilling her guts to the feds.
And where's your
partner? (LAUGHS SOFTLY)
Oh, that's right, he's not here!
You remember him?
I think he's spread over a
wide area right about now!
- (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
- Shut up!
Oh, you would've heard
the noises he made.
The crying, the screaming,
it was humiliating!
You shut your mouth!
You know what?
Just before I think
I took his heart out,
I think he pissed himself
and he shat himself...
I said shut up!
I don't care how you're
choosing your victims.
This time, you're not gonna
get away with just an arrest.
I'm gonna make sure no one
on your list is harmed.
- Do it!
- This is what has to be done.
Do it!
(GUN CLICKING)
Oh dear!
Whoops.
I don't need a gun for you.
Come on!
Come on!
You can't kill me!
Oh, Mitchell, I killed
you five minutes ago.
I just wanted to watch.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
Excuse you?
Whoo, cheers!
But before you die, Sheriff
Mitchell, that generosity,
all that protection you
thought you gave her
is gonna mean nothing,
because I'm gonna find her.
You hear me?
I'm gonna find her!
What on Earth is that?
You got a house guest, Mitchell?
Somebody I should say
merry Christmas to?
Look at you!
Look at you!
You're like all old folks,
it's the drink that
killed you in the end.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Santa, is that you?
Uh huh.
Have you been a good girl?
Yes.
What's your name?
Sandy.
Sandy, wow, what
a beautiful name.
How old are you, Sandy?
Six.
So young, so unaware of
how precarious life can be.
But why should you have to pay
for the sins of your grandfather
when you're so nice?
Can I talk to
you for a second?
I wanna look in to
the local asylum more.
I think there could
be something there
that helps us understand this.
That's just gonna
be malpractice,
I'm not sure how it
affects the here and now.
It's an important
part of the puzzle.
Oh and, get a local unit to
check on Sheriff Mitchell.
I left him a voicemail, but
I can't get through to him.
Make sure they check the
local bar as well as his home.
Copy that.
(PHONE RINGING)
(DIAL TONE BEEPING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm Santa's helper!
Where's her mother?
On her way, she spent
the weekend out of town.
He dressed her like that,
so we're waiting on the doc
to examine whether or not
he did anything else to her.
Not his style.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Not that kinda criminal.
Well, Agent Parker,
you were right.
This guy isn't about the
money, he can't be bought.
And we can't predict
what he's gonna do next.
JACK: You okay?
Yeah.
JACK: I am sorry.
You were right.
That's not very comforting.
I was right about us
underestimating him.
This doesn't fit any profile.
Yeah, which makes it
that much more difficult
for us to predict his next move.
What about Mitchell?
Voicemail he left
me, all he said was
that it's an actual
list, that's it.
Well we've already
cross-referenced everyone
and so far there's no
one that is connected.
So if there is a link,
we just can't see it.
He said it was an actual list.
So?
Like it already exists.
I don't follow.
The list is not a
connection we need to find,
this list, it already exists.
Keep searching, maybe they all
have the same internet provider
or bank at the same bank.
Maybe they went to
the same book club
or went to the same high
school and ran track.
Somewhere out there is a list
that exists with all
of their names on it.
Find it.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
This is private property,
and I've got a gun!
So if you want a place to
get high, this isn't it.
What the hell is all this?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LAUGHS LOUDLY)
What did I do?
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
Fight!
I made a list, and you're on it!
You're gonna wanna see this.
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
You've been a naughty boy!
Who's on my list!
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
Shit.
Fuck me.
Secure the other room.
(SLOW PIANO MUSIC)
It's time.
Are we definitely doing this?
Do you wanna continue
living in fear?
Then what choice do we have?
What are you two planning?
We're going to my uncle
Tom's for the night.
He's away for the evening
and it's only 10
minutes down the road.
So, we'll take my FBI escort
and patch things up
with my old friend.
We'll have our
escort here with you,
everyone will be
safe and watched.
Okay, but please,
both of you, be careful.
We will.
I love you.
I love you too, mom.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Jack, get forensics in
here with an infrared lamp.
What are we lookin' for?
There was something
here, he took it,
but it looks A4 shaped.
A4 shaped?
Yeah, everything
else here is a picture,
but what was here he
thought was worth taking
and not letting us find.
Could be a list.
List of what?
Victims.
Sheriff Mitchell
mentioned a reference
to that naughty or nice song.
Maybe it's an actual list,
meaning that the victims
might actually be
connected in a way
that has nothing to
do with Jennifer.
So what're we hopin'
forensics will find?
White paper with black text
and a strong light
in front of it,
it may have actually produced
some image burn
transfer on the wall.
It's impossible to
see with the naked eye
but I have seen it done.
Okay, on it.
Why don't you make
this easy on yourself
and tell us where he is?
You know a judge is gonna
look favorably on
you if you help us.
You already have
all the clues.
It's up to you to step back
and see the whole picture.
You hungry?
Nah, I had razorblades
for breakfast, baby.
You swallowed razorblades
today, is that a joke?
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) Could be.
Is it a joke?
Nah, death is pretty certain.
You'll never get what you
want if I bleed out, right?
Nobody's that fuckin' crazy.
You're just gonna
have to find out.
Shit.
I need an ambulance.
Transport one at a
top security protocol?
Who is she?
She's the real deal, rookie.
Bob, don't worry about
it, you'll be just fine.
We'll be leadin' the way,
you'll have Jensen with
you the whole time.
So, how long?
What?
How long you been
outta the academy?
It's my first week.
Look, most of
the time these guys
don't give us any trouble.
In fact, they're already
in a while heap of trouble.
Any disruption on their part's
gonna screw up the plea bargain
they're tryin' to work
out to save their ass.
What about the rest of them?
Huh?
You said most of the time.
- Oh.
- What about her?
Well, yeah, more than likely,
she's the exception to the rule.
She doesn't want or
need a plea bargain
and now apparently she
swallowed razorblades
to avoid betraying her husband.
And who's that?
Santa Claus.
What did she do?
They killed 30 people
in some little town
- upstate New York.
- 30 people?
Why?
To flush out his
daughter in some sick game.
Jesus.
You're going to be okay.
Don't let her get
inside your head.
And shoot first if
she tries anything.
We don't want her
to get a fair trial?
People like her really
don't need a trial.
I just don't wanna
make a mistake.
You won't.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
DISPATCH: Transport
one, be advised,
blizzard weather
alert in your area.
Proceed with caution.
TRANSPORT OFFICER:
Copy that, dispatch,
proceeding with caution.
So we agree, one present each,
just one, so I get her one.
Christmas morning comes,
wouldn't you know,
what do you think she's doing?
She got you more than one.
She got me more than one.
Seven.
Meantime, my one present to her
was right there
beneath the tree.
That's awful of her.
This year, you need to
get backup presents.
Yeah, right!
Wait, what the hell is that?
Somebody broke down?
Hold up there transport one,
we've got something ahead of us.
DISPATCH: Transport
one, please advise.
Federal agents,
clear the road.
Why are they stopping?
Somebody's on the road.
DISPATCH: Transport
one, what's the hold up?
Dispatch, we got a
pedestrian in the road
clearing it now, be back
moving in two minutes.
You wanna do it?
It's cold!
Transport one,
please describe.
Describe?
JACK: Is the individual in
question wearing a Santa suit?
How did she know that?
Dispatch, confirmed.
We're just about to
go and clear him now.
Tell them to run him over.
Let's try taking him alive.
Tell, run him over.
Let him go!
Dispatch, say again?
Run him over!
Transport one, if you
do not run him over,
- you're all dead!
- Is she serious?
You're in so much trouble.
NATALIE: Transport
one, do you copy?
That was an order!
Let him go, freak.
Daddy wouldn't like
you calling me that.
(NICHOLAS LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Transport one, do you copy!
Let him go!
Transport one, be advised,
local law is on route,
hold your position.
It's coming! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
What the fuck?
Fuck!
(TREE CRASHING)
No!
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
JACK: Agent Johnson,
what's going on over there?
Did you break down?
TRANSPORT OFFICER:
Standby for this channel.
We are under attack, send help!
Agents are down,
agents are down!
Pandora is outta the box.
Repeat, pandora
is outta the box.
We are under attack.
The assailant is
dressed as Santa Claus.
No, oh god, no, no!
Stay out there, okay?
I got your friend!
Don't come in here, I'm armed!
(LOUD KNOCKING)
(GUNFIRE POPPING)
(BONES CRUNCHING)
There's my Mrs. Claus.
There you are! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Have you been a good girl?
I've been a
little bit naughty.
Me too.
Come on.
(LOUD THUDDING)
This is dispatch.
I need ambulance
and law enforcement
to County Road 9, 15
miles east of Woodridge.
Do you copy?
Do you copy?
You know what?
Don't bother.
They're all dead.
Hey.
JACK: Where are you?
Something wasn't sitting right
about the murder of Becky
Mudd and her boyfriend
so I came to have another
look at the bodies.
JACK: It bothered me too.
Biting anyone's throat
out like a wild animal
just shows what
they're capable of.
No, it's not how she died,
it's that every
other victim so far
has had either naughty
or nice carved into them
or the message has been
left at the crime scene.
Not in this case.
JACK: Maybe he was rushed.
But we know he wasn't.
They had the whole
night at the house
before Doctor Mudd
drove the decoy car.
JACK: So what's
the significance?
I think it's a list.
Like an actual list.
JACK: I don't follow
We've been assuming that
they are picking targets
that are connected to Jennifer
and then deciding whether
they were naughty or nice.
JACK: Which they are.
Becky Mudd wasn't
connected to anyone,
she was wrong place, wrong time.
JACK: He still killed
her and her boyfriend.
But didn't label them.
This list, I think it's
an actual physical thing
that they've been
sticking to as a rule.
It's not something they're
making up as they go along.
The names, the targets,
they've all been preset.
So I don't think it's as
random as we thought it was.
Natalie, you're right.
About the list and
the infrared light
showing up heat transfer.
Forensics hit a partial
on a piece of A4 paper,
it's a list of names.
Who's on it?
The priest, Sheriff
Mitchell, Jim Boden,
Clint Wiseman, and a
bunch of other names.
Bryce, Stranson, Mangard,
they're all on the
board of BioCorp.
I thought I recognized the names
from looking in to the company
because of the
connections to this place.
The priest didn't work here,
but he did provide
patients with confession
so made the corporate
Christmas card list.
Jesus, so that's why
we couldn't find a link.
I know who directs the police,
but were involved in the running
which supplied this place.
Send units out to
everyone on that list.
I think they're
gonna ramp this up
because it's Christmas Eve.
Got it.
With our cost efficiency
programs fully implemented,
we have managed to
drop running costs
across the board by 15%,
and increase our profits
to a record $1.3 billion,
but we can do better.
This coming year
we'll be rolling out
our cost efficiency protocols
to every single site we own,
meaning we will reduce
our costs by 50%
and double our profits.
I'm also very
pleased to announce
that Senator Williams will be
joining the board
this coming fall
shortly after retiring
from U.S. politics.
This will also
come shortly after
we win a very
lucrative care contract
with the U.S. government to
provide medical services.
These two incidents are
not entirely unconnected.
(EVERYONE LAUGHING)
I really should thank
our lawyer, Nathaniel,
for landing us this particularly
juicy and lucrative whale.
You're most welcome, the
invoice is in the post.
(EVERYONE LAUGHING)
I'm kidding, I'm kidding.
Excuse me.
That was, I must say,
a particularly expensive
round of golf for
the U.S. government.
(EVERYONE LAUGHING)
What did you come as?
The ghost of Christmas ass?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Please tell me you work here.
Wearin' a suit, peeing
in the executive washroom
on the 32nd floor, I
don't work here, pal.
I'm on the board.
But what's the name?
Nathaniel Collins, from
Collins, Davis, and Bathers.
Look me up sometime.
But use your good eye.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
What a prick! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Mrs. Claus, come and look
at this! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Can I ask something, Paul?
Yes, of course, Marie.
As a company committed to
caring for the mentally ill,
did the cost cutting
have any affect
on the quality of the care
the customers received?
You mean the patients?
Well, they are our customers.
I think you'll find
the majority of our bills
are paid for by the
medical insurance industry
and the U.S. government.
The patients are actually a
very small part of the process.
Nevertheless, it is the
service we're providing.
And our patients receive
the very best possible care.
According to who, Paul?
Well I'm very glad you
asked, actually, Marie,
because our legal
department have just come up
with an extremely
watertight definition
of what constitutes
good patient care.
I'll be happy to get them
to explain it to you.
Perhaps Nathaniel could.
In fact, where has he gone?
(BOARD MEMBERS SCREAM LOUDLY)
There he is.
Or at least the part
you'll remember about him.
This is a private meeting.
Well I know I'm
not on your list,
but let me tell you
something, you're all on mine.
I'm gonna have to
ask you to leave.
And I'm gonna have to ask you
to shut the fuck up, Paul!
Or I'm gonna kill you
all very fucking slowly!
Security.
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Needless to say, Paul,
security will not be joining us.
You're insane!
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Well of course we are, Paul!
Me and my lovely wife.
But you know what
the real kicker is?
You'll never guess which company
is responsible for
our medical care!
I remember you!
Courtney.
That was a bad
move on your part.
Awe, he remembers us,
I feel so special.
Look, I had to do
what I did back then,
you're a psychopath, you
have to understand this!
Now I'm in a position of power,
I'm able to help
people like you.
I can help you get the
treatment that you deserve.
Oh, that is so noble.
And I hope you get everything
you want for Christmas.
But before that, you'll need
to help me with something.
Who was that that just
got stabbed at the door?
That's Roger Smithson.
Ah, Roger Smithson, one
less person on the list!
(LAUGHS LOUDLY)
I've called the police
while sitting here,
they're on the way.
My, my, that's
very honest, Mrs.?
Marie Thompson.
Marie Thompson.
You know, that genuine honesty,
along with your care
of the patients,
that might be just
enough to get you
to the nice side of this list.
What do you want?
To work through my list.
Your list?
(LAUGHS) You know what,
it's actually your list.
It's a BioCorp
Christmas card list!
And you're all on
it! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
We're not afraid of you!
Well you know what?
You really, really should be,
because in about five minutes,
every single person in
this room might be dead.
Daddy!
Yes, Mr. Claus?
When's the fun gonna start?
Soon.
Be quick!
I wanna fuck before the
finale! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Wives can be so demanding.
Shoo, Mrs. Claus.
I haven't decided who
I'm gonna slay first.
Yes you have.
Well obviously, you're
a front runner, Paul,
but I do like the
way a woman screams.
It gets my blood
boiling, you know?
Tell me, if I kill you
all, is BioCorp dead?
Is the company shut down?
No, if you kill everyone here,
then the shareholders will
just appoint a new board.
You'll make this all pointless.
Well that is
interesting, Paul.
What happens if I kill
all but one of you, then?
Well if you kill all but one,
then they will by
default become the CEO.
That doesn't help then,
because no everyone is here, Paul.
Where is Tom Bolond?
He's in hospital.
He's having his
appendix removed.
Which hospital?
If I tell you,
will you let me live?
Just you, Paul?
I mean all of us,
let all of us live.
Oh no, no, no, no, no, Paul!
No, no, no, no, no.
You all heard that,
Paul was negotiating
just for himself there,
remember that, people.
He would negotiate for
himself 10,000 times over
before he considered
anybody but himself!
Listen to me you freak!
You're not gonna bully
or intimidate us!
You're a nut job!
There's no point in
anything you're doing here.
So either kill us
or get the hell out!
Because I'm not gonna
give the satisfaction
to a piece of shit like you
of me begging for my life!
Oh, wow!
Wow, I mean, I,
I really dug that speech.
I mean, you've got
bite and backbone
and I like that in a woman.
Here's that address.
Do me a favor, Marie.
Be a better CEO than him.
(PAIR LAUGHING)
(BOARD MEMBERS SCREAMING)
(CALM JAZZ MUSIC)
(BOARD MEMBERS SCREAMING)
(BONES CRUNCHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Whew!
Merry Christmas!(LAUGHS EVILLY)
(PHONE RINGING)
NATALIE: Lucy?
Hey, everything all right?
Yeah, just doing some
safe protocol stuff.
We're gonna move you
for a couple nights.
Why?
Just precautionary and
making it last minute
means no one knows.
More people have
died, haven't they?
Just pack some things, please.
Okay, I'll head home now,
but I've gotta wait for
Jennifer to get back.
Where is she?
With Courtney,
visiting her uncle.
Her uncle?
What's his name?
Tom Boland, he's
a family friend.
And she's with her FBI escort.
Okay, I'm gonna
send a unit to you now
and I'm gonna pick you both up.
(KNOCKING LOUDLY)
Uncle Tom!
Courtney and Jennifer!
How are you? What
are you doing here?
Just driving by.
Do you mind if we
come in for a minute?
Well sure, do your
folks know you're here?
It's Christmas
Eve, don't you kids
have some place better to be?
Nope, we are exactly
where we should be.
How are you?
Your father was a good man.
I know.
I was sorry to
hear what happened.
Thank you.
You were the one who gave my
dad a job at the asylum, right?
Yeah, but that was years ago.
It was just an orderly
job, but he was family,
and that's the most
important thing, right?
Speaking of which, shouldn't
you be at home with your mom?
It's Christmas Eve.
Yeah.
Here's the thing, she's
safer than you are.
That's why we're here.
What?
What's going on?
Show time.
Hey.
I can't get through to
Jennifer's security detail,
can you try them?
Yeah, sure.
Anything on the names?
Yeah, and there's
somethin' else.
He killed 11 of the 13 names
about an hour ago downtown.
All the remaining
names are board members
as far as I can see.
So he left two alive?
Mmm, one at the
scene, Marie Thompson,
she got marked as nice.
So who's the last name?
Tom somethin'.
Thomas Boland?
Yeah, that could be it.
How the hell did you know that?
'Cause that's where Jennifer
and Courtney are right now.
Get me the address and
get everyone there.
Jesus, push my
emergency button!
They won't make it in time.
My FBI escort is outside.
All dead, I'm assuming.
Call the police!
No one is coming.
(NICHOLAS LAUGHS QUIETLY)
Very good, young Courtney.
Perhaps you were right
about her, Mrs. Claus.
(GIGGLES EXCITEDLY)
We have a deal.
Yes, we do.
What?
This only ever ends
when he gets you.
I'm sorry, Jen, but my
life is fucked up enough
because of you and it ends here.
You bitch!
(NICHOLAS AND MICHELLE LAUGH)
So?
So you were never
on the list, Courtney.
You're free to go.
And my uncle too?
Wasn't part of my deal.
But he's part of my family!
Don't overstep your mark,
and don't tell me about
the value of family
until you have
lost all of yours!
So you're just gonna leave me?
I never had a choice.
What happened
to being friends?
I like life a little
bit too much, okay?
And I want mine back,
and I am taking my uncle!
You'll regret
underestimating me.
I should've done
this ages ago.
If you leave me, you
better hope he kills me,
'cause I will hunt you down
and kill you, Courtney!
Don't be upset, baby girl.
I know what it's like to have
somebody you love turn
their back on you.
But daddy's here to make amends.
Mrs. Claus.
Happy hunting.
I thought you'd
never ask, baby!
Wait, why?
You made a deal with her for me.
A promise to a liar is no
promise at all, baby girl.
There's my baby girl.
(PHONE RINGING)
NATALIE: Talk to me!
JACK: The lines are all dead.
Who's the closest?
- You are.
- Right.
Wait for backup, Natalie.
You know I can't.
Natalie?
Natalie, Natalie!
Hold her here.
What's going on?
Hold her here.
What?
I gotta go back for Jen.
But I thought
you betrayed her.
That's what we
wanted them to think.
Family, Jennifer, it's the
only thing that will love you.
I'm the only thing
you'll kill to protect.
I'm not sure.
About what?
That you fully understood
how important friends can be.
Mrs. Claus?
She's got a gun to her head.
Do you know what a safety
catch looks like? (GIGGLES)
Clever girls.
Shut up!
You know what?
I couldn't be prouder right now.
I've seen my baby girl
reach her full potential.
I'm a proud father.
I shouldn't have hesitated,
I should've killed you!
Yes you should've!
But guess what baby girl?
You've got another chance.
Shoot me, and you know
what happens then, baby.
When you take your first life,
you become just like me.
She's nothing like you.
She has friends.
Oh yeah?
Well why don't you be a
good friend, Courtney,
and kill me for her.
What?
What did you forget
I killed your father?
You know, he squealed like
a pig when I cut him open,
so do it for your friend!
Gimme the fucking
gun, Jennifer.
No, it has to be me.
Why?
Why baby, what does
it have to be you?
Because you have a killer
instinct inside here, haven't ya?
It's just bottling
up inside you,
and under all that
moral and pretense,
there's nothing but a killer!
And I can't wait to see her!
Put it down,
Jennifer, we've got him!
Don't listen to her.
Put it down, Jennifer!
I can't!
If he dies, this all dies too.
No, we're gonna lock him
up and throw away the key.
- He will escape!
- Yes I will.
- He won't!
- Yes I will!
Do it, Jennifer.
Put a fucking bullet
through his brain.
Listen to her, c'mon.
Don't!
I got to you before,
Jennifer, I'll get to you again!
Jennifer, I cannot
allow you to shoot him.
Shoot me and all is forgiven.
Do it!
Kill the fucking
bastard, Jennifer!
You know what,
maybe I am like you.
Jennifer, lower the gun.
Don't make me do this.
Do it!
- Put it down, Jennifer!
- Do it, Jennifer, do it!
Fucking kill him!
(GUN BANGS)
- No!
- Jennifer!
No, no, no!
Get him outta here!
- No!
- Get him outta here!
What did you do?
I don't think this
is quite the grotto
you were hoping you'd be
sat in on Christmas day.
Christmas isn't over yet.
Must be tough, being
double-crossed by someone you love.
I've never been
prouder as a father.
It's over, you lost.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
Oh, no, Agent
Parker, you lost.
And my little girl nearly won.
You should've let her kill
me when you had the chance.
You won't get it again.
That's a mistake you and
the man before you made.
For my little girl, she's smart.
So smart.
She knew that what
was needed here
was good, old fashioned revenge,
not justice.
How long do you
think it's gonna be
before my Mrs. comes to get me?
That's very modern of you,
letting us poor girls come
rescue you big, tough guys.
Oh, she's smart, Agent Parker.
Smarter than you.
She knows this building,
she's been in this cell.
She knows how to break out.
She knows your routines.
But you know what she
really, really hates?
Any woman that stands
directly between me and her.
I'm sorry, I
lied to you before.
About what?
I am the jealous type.
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(FLOURISHING MUSIC)
(FIRE CRACKLES)
Michelle, what have you done?
What happened?
We had a little party.
Things got a little
crazy. (LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
What?
Nicholas, is that you?
MICHELLE: What's left of him.
The orderlies sure are rough,
we're gonna file a complaint.
What happened to you?
Well I guess I got a
little too close to the fire.
Your face!
Ohh, goo, goo, goo, goo.
Isn't he handsome?
(LAUGHS EVILLY)
All the girls love a scar.
Listen to me, we can fix this.
We can fix this.
Oh, we are.
We are.
We're gonna be fixing
this 'til Christmas.
We're gonna be like
busy, little elves
fixing everything you've done.
Help me!
Nobody's coming.
They were being so loud.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
Well, I had to make
them all quiet.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
(FLAME WHOOSHES)
(FIRE CRACKLES)
(PAIR LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
I was playing a game,
you do understand.
What's my name?
Say it.
What's my name?
Say it.
Say it!
Say it!
Say it!
What's my name, say it!
Santa Claus, Santa
Claus, Santa Claus!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
(WIND BLOWING)
(CUSTOMERS CHATTING)
(MAN CLATTERING)
Anything for the children?
Don't jump out on people!
People usually see my
coming in this get up.
How was I supposed
to avoid you?
C'mon, it's for the
kids at Christmas.
I don't have any change.
Yeah, they all say that.
Merry Christmas anyway.
So, I'm gonna take
you out Christmas Eve.
Yeah, and then who's
gonna serve the coffee?
You gotta be such
a ball breaker?
Yeah, you bet your ass I am.
You can break my balls
any time you'd like!
Yeah, sweetie, I
already knew that.
Hey, she can sit on my lap!
Give it a rest, Larry!
You can sit on my lap!
- What's her story?
- No idea.
Not much of a talker, but
she comes here all the time.
- Alone?
- Always.
Hmm, maybe I can take
her out for Christmas Eve.
Douchebag.
What, you said no!
She said no, right?
WAITRESS: Want a
top up on your coffee?
Oh!
Yes, please, thank you.
DAD: I'd love a cup.
I just told you I don't have...
Better make it large coffee.
What are you doing here?
You don't leave your
mother and I much choice,
you don't return our calls.
Dad...
It's okay.
I know it's still raw.
But you gotta move on.
- I am.
- DAD: Really?
Yes, that's why
I left Woodridge.
And now sit here most
nights in this diner?
Isn't this where you
and Joe would come?
How do you know that?
Your mother found it in an
old Facebook photo of you both.
And today would've
been his birthday.
Like that matters now.
Baby, of course
it matters still!
It'll matter your whole life.
But that's what I want
you to have, a life.
WAITRESS: Are we gonna
have anything to eat tonight?
No, thanks.
Courtney, come home.
- What...
- Just for Christmas.
Back to the
scene of the crime?
Back to your family.
Your mother's in pieces.
We miss you.
I can't, it's
only been a year.
Do you remember
learnin' to ride
that mean old horse, Buck?
And he threw you off...
Dad, this isn't (BANGS
LOUDLY) like riding a horse!
Okay?
Joe died.
A lot of people died.
A lot of them were
friends of mine
and I watched his
face as he did it.
I can still see his face
every time I close my eyes.
And he's still out there!
So yeah, I ran, to a
city full of people
so I could get lost,
so they won't find me.
My name isn't even
Courtney here.
Yeah.
I want you to take this.
♪ Have yourself a merry little ♪
What, did you rob a bank?
No, it's a month's
earning from the shop.
We'll be okay.
I'm okay, really.
We still get your credit
card statements to the house.
I know you're a bit behind.
Please, just let me do this.
This city's
expensive to live in.
♪ Have yourself a ♪
Thank you.
♪ Merry little Christmas ♪
I better hit the road.
♪ The yule tide gay ♪
♪ From now on our troubles
will be miles away ♪
Dad.
I miss you both.
♪ Here we are as in olden ♪
We know.
♪ Happy golden days of yore ♪
What if you guys come here?
Here?
Yeah, my apartment's
really small
but I think we can make it work
if you think mom would come.
Of course she would!
Okay.
♪ Through the years we all ♪
This is my new address.
♪ If the fates allow ♪
♪ Hang a shining star ♪
Your mother will be so happy!
Me too.
What do I call ya?
I'm still Courtney, dad.
Baby.
♪ A merry little Christmas now ♪
I'll see you soon.
♪ Here we are as in olden days ♪
♪ Happy golden days ♪
WAITRESS: Anything
else this evening?
Just the bill, please.
WAITRESS: Your
dad already did.
Of course he did.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
♪ Gather near to us ♪
Hey Santa!
I got some change for ya.
Wow, really?
You need change for this?
No, you can keep it.
It's for the kids.
Yeah, it's for the kids.
Thank you.
Bet you thought I was
gonna forget about you.
Oh you'll never forget
about me! (SCREAMING LOUDLY)
Oh!
Aah!
Are you okay?
♪ Upon the highest bough ♪
What the hell was that?
I didn't touch her, man!
♪ A merry little Christmas now ♪
(CAR WHOOSHING)
(RADIO STATICS)
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
♪ Fuck Christmas ♪
Shit!
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(METAL CRASHING)
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Ugh!
(SCREAMS LOUDLY)
(BROKEN GLASS CLINKING)
Ah!
(WOOD CRACKING)
(ARROW WOOSHING)
I'll never tell
you where she is.
And now you'll never know.
It's nice to see
you again, Jim.
Remember, I told you I would.
Yeah, I remember you.
You were nothing then and
you're less than nothing now.
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Same old Jim.
The only way this ends is by
me finishin' what I started.
And to do that, I need
everybody back together again.
The whole family, at the most
wonderful time of the year.
Now!
But I'm gonna pray, pray, pray,
because, Jim, won't
give up his baby girl,
and I don't blame you.
What father would?
So if Christmas isn't enough
to bring the whole
family back together,
you know the only other thing
that really unites a family?
A funeral.
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(WIND HOWLING)
Ah, sir, look
who just showed up.
Them damn feds always
stickin' their noses
in the local business.
I dunno why they're damn
interested in a DUI car crash.
Little level away from
D.C. isn't it agent?
It's Special Agent
Natalie Parker,
this is Agent Jack Zimmerman.
We'll take it from
here, Sheriff.
You be my guest, but why?
That's Jim Boden's car, right?
Yeah, we already
informed the family.
What did you tell them?
That he'd been drinking,
skidded off the road
and wasn't wearing a seatbelt.
Black ice related accidents
happen way too much
this time of year.
Good, good.
Sorry?
Good that you told them
this was an accident.
I don't follow.
He is the father
of Courtney Boden,
one of the original
Woodridge Massacre survivors.
Oh sure, but I don't...
This close to Christmas,
we're not taking any chances.
You think they're back?
I think they made the
FBI's 10 Most Wanted
for a good reason.
But surely they'd be...
I also think we shouldn't
take and chances, Sheriff.
Let my team take a look.
All yours.
Where's the body?
He's further into the woods.
Show me.
Guessin' he bled
out here in the cold.
The injuries look
bad from the impact.
Open it up.
So he crawled out in
the woods to get help?
Hell, after a smash like that
he wouldn't know which way
was in and which way was out.
He was probably worried
the car was gonna go up.
You find his phone?
Not yet.
Get me a cause of death.
JACK: On it.
And find me his phone.
We got his records, he
didn't make any calls.
Yeah, but if he died alone
out here, it should be here.
And if it isn't, that
means someone took it away.
Okay!
We're gonna conduct
a ground search
for the victim's cell phone!
Let's organize two 10-man teams
and cordon the path
from here to the car!
Let's go, people!
Could just be an accident.
You look hard enough at anything
and you'll find connections.
I hope I'm wrong.
In cases like
this, we often see
people trying to
blame themselves,
which is totally pointless.
It's not what your
father would've wanted.
No, my father wanted
me to come home.
Courtney...
I don't blame myself
for my father's death,
I just wish that the
last thing he asked of me
was not something
that I said no to.
It's not something
you get to take back.
If I could do it again I would
get in that car a
thousand times over.
And you'd both be dead.
I'd rather be dead than
feel guilty about living.
The only time you should
feel guilty about living
is if you're wasting your life.
I haven't cried since
getting the call about my dad.
Trauma can sometimes interfere
with the grieving process.
Yeah, but what
kind of daughter
doesn't cry when she
finds out her dad's dead?
Am I evil?
What?
No.
You hear about psychopaths
and serial killers
and they don't cry because
they don't have any emotion.
Because they're evil.
Courtney, listen to
me, you're not evil.
I've seen evil, believe me.
I've looked it right in the
eye, and you are not it.
I'm gonna give you
something for anxiety.
I want you to get
some decent sleep.
What if I don't wanna sleep?
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
What if I don't wanna sleep?
Can I?
I'm afraid we need to delve
much deeper here, Nicholas.
I need more time
before I can feel
comfortable releasing you.
I want to see
Lucy and Jennifer.
I wanna see my family.
Nicholas...
Don't call me Nicholas!
My mother called me Nicholas,
and I fucking hate my mother!
Don't!
We need to think about...
You wanna know what I think?
I understand you're upset.
I'm not upset.
You've never seen me very upset.
I've just got this problem.
I wanna go, and you
don't wanna let me.
It's a problem.
It's my problem.
And we all know how
I solve my problems.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Hey, I thought
you were at work.
I was working from home today.
I thought you had
a double shift.
No, I don't have a job.
I'm not talkin' to you,
I'm talkin' to my daughter.
- Mom, please.
- Sorry, was that rude?
Whatever.
Why do you that?
Becky, keep it down?
(WIND HOWLING)
- Here you go, ma'am.
- Thanks.
Did we confirm this current
address for the Bodens?
Yeah, why?
This isn't the
quickest route home.
He got off the
highway too early.
He may have been
avoiding traffic.
That time of night?
Check it.
We found somethin'.
The phone?
No.
(SLOW DRAMATIC MUSIC)
I thought you looked here.
Once we found the body
there was no need
to look any further.
Jack?
Boss?
Wake everyone up.
Oh my God.
They're back.
Got it.
And this just became
a murder investigation.
Want me to inform the family?
No!
This stays a media blackout.
What do you think they want?
What they always
want, to play a game.
What do you think it means?
I don't know, but if
we don't figure it out
a lot of people are gonna die.
(PHONE RINGING)
Hello?
Yes?
Oh my God.
Okay.
Thank you, yes,
we'll be in contact.
Bye.
(LOUD KNOCKING)
Hey sweetie?
I have some bad news.
I just got off the phone
with our caseworker
from witness protection.
Jim Boden was killed
in a car accident.
You know what the roads
are like around here
and he did like a drink.
There'll probably be
a funeral next week.
No!
We're not going.
It's too risky.
Sweetie,
when your stepfather died
the same day as
Courtney's boyfriend,
Courtney still showed
up to Frank's funeral.
Maybe this isn't about what
you want or what you can do.
Maybe you should think about
what Courtney needs right now.
No, mom, not now, not
this close to Christmas.
I just can't.
(INTENSE DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(MAN SPEAKING QUIETLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
She wants out!
Who?
Well, Mrs. Claus, of course.
That's not real, Michelle.
And even if it were,
what kinda Mrs. Claus
would wanna hurt people?
- Bad people.
- What?
She only hurts the naughty
ones. (GIGGLES LOUDLY)
How do you know who's naughty?
Why, Santa tells me, of
course! (LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Where is she?
Nicholas, focus.
Think about what you're doing.
Oh, I've had plenty
of time to think
ever since you left
us in that place.
Do you remember, doctor?
Asking me to think of a goal,
something to work towards.
But I could never
quite get it, could I?
So no we'll have to settle for
good, old fashioned revenge!
If you really care
about Michelle...
Don't call her that!
Look at her!
What have you done to her?
Why, I've set her free.
I've given her everything
she could ever want.
And what's that?
Well, to make a
list of everybody
who was naughty and nice to her.
So tell me, doctor, which
one do you think you were?
Please, my daughter's
coming home soon.
Please!
Too late!
(DOCTOR SCREAMING LOUDLY)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Michelle, this is what happens
when you don't deal with
your demons in real life.
(SENSUAL MUSIC)
Whoa, that's a lotta light.
I guess you wanna guarantee
you're not missing anything.
Like it?
Babe.
Babe.
I mean we can always do
something else if you wanted to.
Babe!
C'mon, give me something!
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
You know, I can't
decide whether you two
were about to be really
naughty or really nice,
but you're not on my list.
You're deviant, aren't ya?
So let's play this game in
a way you'll understand.
I wanna give you a safe
word so I stop squeezing.
What do ya think Mrs. Claus?
What should the safe word be?
Bite me.
Say it.
Bite me.
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
Yay! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Die.
We gotta get going,
honey, I don't know
what the roads are gonna be like
with all the snow, I
gotta find parking.
I don't even know where my
keys are right now anyway.
Lucy McKay?
Who are you?
I'm Agent Jack Zimmerman, FBI.
How the hell did
you get in here?
We have access,
it's a safe house.
We're on our way to a funeral.
I know that.
There's been a change of plans.
It's never easy to lament
the passing of a
soul I knew so well.
Jim Boden was not just a
loving husband to Rebecca
and father to Courtney,
but a friend to us all.
Can we go inside already?
Not until Agent Parker
gives us the okay.
We're literally
missing the funeral.
Just tryin' to
keep you both safe.
PASTOR: To everything
there is a season
- and a time...
- Oh, heads up!
PASTOR: Every purpose
under the Heaven.
A time to be born...
Someone get me eyes
on the tall woman
with the hat that just
sat in the back row.
A time to plant, and
a time to pluck off
- that which was planted.
- Bravo team?
PASTOR: A time to kill...
Alpha team, move around so
you can get a line of sight.
PASTOR: A time to break down.
Stop touching your earpiece!
PASTOR: And a time to laugh.
A time to mourn and
a time to dance.
Something spooked
her, go, go, go, go, go!
All units, move in!
PASTOR: Time to
gather stones together.
Get the family
outta here right now!
Copy that, proceeding
to the safe house.
Wait, what's happening?
The site's been compromised,
I'm moving you both
to a secure location.
He's here?
Please keep your heads down.
- Come with us right now.
- What the hell?
Secure her!
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Run rabbit, run!
(INTENSE MUSIC)
I need units on the I-95
Southbound past Junction 34
and backup northbound on 32 in
case he tried to turn around.
Where is my chopper?
DISPATCHER: In
route to your location.
How are we doing on the I-95?
DISPATCH: Southbound
roadblock is in place.
Northbound will
be in two minutes.
NATALIE: And
where's my chopper?
Nevermind, I see them.
They can't be more than a
mile ahead of us, dispatch.
DISPATCH: Copy,
relaying to pilot.
Get outta the car!
You got nowhere to go, Nicholas!
Get out of the car!
They made me do it!
Get everyone back to
the church right now!
- Say it again, Monica?
- Monica Mudd.
Monica Mudd, okay.
Just do it!
It doesn't make sense!
Let's go, let's go!
On our way.
Come back tomorrow,
we're closed.
(FEET STOMPING)
(INTENSE MUSIC)
My God!
Not God, Father.
Heaven is inevitable.
What's the matter?
You don't recognize me?
'Cause I know you know my wife.
Oh!
Jesus Christ.
I now forgive your
sins, my child.
Why are you here?
Because I made a list,
and I checked it
way more than twice.
I was tryin' to find out who
was naughty and who was nice.
And you will never
guess which one you are.
(YELLS LOUDLY) Bullseye!
I do hope you've
said your prayers.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
Jesus fucking Christ.
This is getting outta control.
He can't have got far.
I'll get some roadblocks out.
Yeah, I-95, gimme I-91 and
I-87, barricades, roadblocks.
DISPATCH: That's
state's side.
Yeah, that's right, I don't
care if it's state's side!
DISPATCH: You
sure about that?
Yes!
DISPATCH: Copy that.
We're dropping
a 20 mile radius.
You won't get him.
Well, we got her,
it's not all lost.
She meant to get caught,
meant to lead us away!
She's only in cuffs
'cause she wants to be.
So what's next?
Where are the families?
I agreed to be used as bait
with the reassurance
that I would be safe.
You were safe at all
times during the operation.
It wasn't an operation,
this was my dad's funeral!
And why wasn't I informed
it was gonna be hijacked?
We only had 90 minutes notice
that it might be used as a ploy
to get Jennifer outta hiding.
How do they even know that?
We're not at liberty to say.
What?
Let's go in the office...
No, we're gonna have this
conversation right here.
And they escaped?
Okay, and your plan
didn't even work.
We need relocation.
You're completely secure.
We've got units posted
from here on in.
That didn't keep
anyone safe last time.
Why was my father's funeral
being used as an FBI sting?
Because your
father was murdered.
No, we were told that it
was a drunk driving incident.
No, it wasn't.
Toxicology report
says that it wasn't.
The killers, they covered
his body in alcohol
so at first look, it
made it look like it was.
- Killers?
- Yes, and yes.
It's Nicholas Conway
and Michelle Weaver.
Ugh, this is so fucked up!
Okay, we're leaving and we're
not fuckin' coming back.
We have Michelle in custody.
And?
Nicholas managed to escape.
After he murdered Father
Dermaid in the church,
it appears he had been hiding
in the building for
the entire service.
Michelle, she was just bait
to lure us away from him.
You two were never the
intended targets for today.
- Today?
- Yes.
We think he's on another spree.
But we have all of our
best criminal psychologists
and Marshalls all over this.
So, what are you doing?
We're hunting him.
Make no mistake, we
are gonna catch him.
We have Michelle in custody,
we are two steps ahead of them,
we have all of
the full resources
of the Bureau all over this.
He's probably pretty
worried right now.
I don't think you
understand him at all
if you think he's worried
about being caught.
Well right now we need
your help in under...
Fuck you!
Anything usable.
They were never gonna
be happy about this.
They're both targets,
so round the clock
units all over them.
Think they'll try again?
Jennifer's his endgame,
but hopefully he
won't get that far.
Where is she?
She's downstairs.
Interrogation room three is open
if you wanna take her up there.
No, let's go down there.
Protocol.
They're not
playin' by the rules,
so we need to unsettle her.
You're the boss.
I'm gonna go alone.
Profile suggests that
she's less likely
to play mind games
with a female.
I'm Special Agent Natalie
Parker, Miss Weaver.
Is it okay if I
call you Michelle?
Or do you want me to
call you Mrs. Claus?
Are you the good cop?
Is the bad cop comin' soon?
I don't need to
be good cop or bad.
You're in a whole heap
of trouble, Michelle.
You can help yourself though.
What do you think I'm doin'?
What you did is obstruction
and assisted manslaughter,
but that already
pales in comparison
with the 19 counts of
first degree murder
you already have pending trial.
(QUIETLY SHUSHING)
You talk too much.
Actions speak louder
than words, is that it?
True dat!
But we won't have
to wait that long.
Daddy has a new plan.
Of course he does.
Not sure you actually
know it, though.
Well maybe I could
prove it to you
by tellin' you his whole
plan, that way you believe me,
and me and you can
be BFFs forever.
I know his plan.
Or at least his end goal.
To get back to his family,
Lucy McKay and Jennifer.
That's what he wants, to
be reunited with them.
You, you don't think he
actually loves you, do you?
I mean, I'm sure he fucked you
a couple of times
and said he did,
but then why is he hellbent
on getting back
to another woman?
You really are a dimwit,
Agent Natalie Parker.
Special Agent.
Do I strike you
as the jealous type?
No, but you strike
me as the stupid type
if you're gonna help
your psycho Santa
get back to the woman
he actually loves.
Sorry.
I was just seein' if
I could get to you.
Didn't quite know if
you were close enough.
But back to your
strategic approach,
yes, he loves me, only me.
And when we kill everyone
else in that room,
I'm gonna keep you alive.
Strip tease you bare
naked in front of him
and then you'll know,
it's me that's most likely
to fuck your brains out.
They're gonna
throw away the key.
Call me.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
But we're not gonna
get anything from her
no matter how much we do that.
We can find out
what she wants.
She doesn't want a deal.
People like these
two can't be bought.
Well, I know somebody
that might be able to help.
- You should talk to him.
- Who?
So up to the housetop,
the coursers they flew,
with the sleigh full of
toys and St. Nicholas too.
And then in a twinkling,
I heard on the roof,
the prancing and pawing
of each little hoof.
Just like Rudolph's hoof.
Yeah, his red hoofs!
As I drew on my head
and was turning around,
down the chimney St.
Nicholas came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur
from his head to his foot
and his clothes were all
tarnished with ashes and soot.
(LIGHT KNOCKING)
There's someone at the door
sweetie, I'll just go check.
You stay here, okay?
It's a bit late.
Sheriff Mitchell?
Not Sheriff anymore.
May name is...
Sandy, you wanna
go read in your room?
Who's that lady?
She's not gonna
be staying long,
then I'll come up
and read you a story.
- Is that okay?
- Okay.
My granddaughter.
She's beautiful.
Look, I'm not
interested in any book
or movie deal you're
trying to sell.
I'm with the Bureau.
I'm with the AA.
I see.
My meetings are probably
going better than your manhunt.
I need your help.
At least you're brave
enough to admit it.
It'll be Christmas related.
What?
How he's choosing them.
- Maybe not this time.
- Always.
Three attacks, one he
let live, two he killed.
All connected with Courtney.
The father, the therapist,
the local priest,
all tryin' to
flush out Jennifer.
There's something
missing here.
It's gotta be
related to Christmas.
He's leaving naughty or nice
labels at each crime scene.
Well there you go.
But, it all ties back
to Jennifer, right?
I'm gonna beat this guy.
Let me tell ya something
about Nick Conway.
He's equal part crazy and smart.
And don't underestimate
the lengths he'll go
for an end goal that you
might not even understand.
He burnt down that whole
asylum, he killed 30 people.
He pulled out his own teeth
so he could be declared
dead in that fire,
all to cover his tracks.
And he still waited three years
to come back to
Woodridge for Jennifer.
He bided his time,
he made his plan.
And the reason that he's
better than us at it
is because he's willing to
be killed or to die for it.
Help me.
Just take a look.
I don't do that anymore.
One look.
Lady, if I wanna
see the horrors
he and that crazy girl committed
all I have to do
is close my eyes
and look back on that day where
they murdered half
this God damn town.
We don't have a lot of
Christmas fanfare these days.
You mighta noticed.
I'd be willing to bet it's
gonna take three generations
for this place to forget
what happened here.
You know why that is, Sheriff?
Because he killed so many.
No.
Because they haven't
been brought to justice.
(SLOW PIANO MUSIC)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Hello?
This is private property.
I'm a federal
agent with the FBI.
Well I apologize, but this
is still private property
and what the hell
are you doing here?
Looking for some information
about some former patients.
Well all the patient
records were burned
in the fire that
closed this place down.
You would remember these two.
Nick Conway and Michelle Weaver.
Yeah, I remember them.
You meet a lot of
troubled people here,
but that guy, he was
just evil incarnate.
You worked here then?
I used to be an orderly,
just keepin' the
patients in line really.
The other company
closed down and kept me on
to take care of the grounds,
keep the local kids
out, things like that
Just until we sell the place,
or they turn it in
to fancy apartments.
Not long then and
I'll have my pension.
What can you tell
me about the fire?
(GLASS CLANKING)
(FIRE WOOSHING)
Look, you have to understand
that those two aren't normal.
The had respect for nothing.
They were violent, they were
crude, and they were dangerous.
When the hospital was in trouble
and we needed to take
a stronger line...
Results, doctor. Immediately.
You're making a mistake.
Am I?
It was all chaos.
And I thought they died,
and I was lucky to
get out on my own.
You ever beat any
of the patients?
It was part of the program.
And it was kinder than
electric shock treatment!
And those two just
weren't right in the head!
Well, it didn't work.
Look, we had minimal
self defense training
And we had to deal with
some of the most dangerous
criminally insane
people in the country.
You let crazies like
him or her come at you,
you needed to put them down,
and put them down hard.
You let them get up again and
they're going to kill you.
Now do you think I was wrong
to deal with them like that?
I don't know what I think.
Well I think the devil is
capable of a lot of things,
especially if he has
some helping hands.
And I'll tell you this,
a lot of good people
died here that day.
And if I could go back in time,
knowing what I know now,
I would beat him to death,
right here on his floor.
You mind if I
take a look around?
Not without a search warrant.
Thank you for your help, sir.
You're most welcome.
Here's my number.
If you think of
anything else you think
might be pertinent,
please call me.
- If I do, I will.
- Thanks.
And I hope you catch them.
Jim was a good guy.
Jim? Jim Boden?
Yeah.
How do you know him?
Well he used to
work here, same as me.
Really?
Look, this isn't the
big city, Agent Parker,
it's a small town.
Half the families who lived here
at some time or another,
probably worked here.
Thanks again.
JACK: Boss, how
was the nut house?
Yeah, good, but Jim Boden
used to work for the asylum.
Well that explains
one thing, then.
NATALIE: What?
I talked to his wife about
the unusual route he took home.
Remember, he got off the
highway two exits early.
His wife said he
always used to do that
and drive the back
roads by the asylum
as it's the way that he knew,
so it's nothing more than habit.
No, Jack it was
more than that.
That may have been habit for him
but then our two Christmas
freaks somehow knew that
because they chose the
location to ambush him.
Think it's related?
Filled in some details,
but I'm not sure
we're any closer yet.
How's the woman in red?
Don't worry about
her, she's secure.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Yeah, Parker, it's
Sheriff, it's Mitchell here.
I've been goin' over
those notes you left.
Now, clearly the killers
used Courtney's father
to flush Courtney,
lead you to Jennifer.
It looks like Jennifer
is what it's based around
but the priest doesn't
connect to her.
And his killing won't
have been random,
they leave people
alive for a reason,
that's the same
way they kill 'em.
There's a connection
between the targets, too.
You said he's been marking
them with naughty and nice.
Just like the song.
What if it's an actual list?
(DIAL TONE BEEPING)
Hello, hello?
Drop the ax!
Drop it!
Season's greetings,
Sheriff Mitchell.
On your knees!
This is Sheriff Mitchell
as 1911 Gale Drive.
In self defense, I
just shot and killed
an intruder on my property.
Send the police.
Oh wow, operating a
murder, Sheriff Mitchell,
maybe you and I aren't
so different after all.
Shooting a rabid dog to keep
it from hurting anyone else
is not murder, it's a kindness!
You should watch
your back, Sheriff,
I don't work alone, remember?
And I know your
partner's in lock up,
spilling her guts to the feds.
And where's your
partner? (LAUGHS SOFTLY)
Oh, that's right, he's not here!
You remember him?
I think he's spread over a
wide area right about now!
- (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
- Shut up!
Oh, you would've heard
the noises he made.
The crying, the screaming,
it was humiliating!
You shut your mouth!
You know what?
Just before I think
I took his heart out,
I think he pissed himself
and he shat himself...
I said shut up!
I don't care how you're
choosing your victims.
This time, you're not gonna
get away with just an arrest.
I'm gonna make sure no one
on your list is harmed.
- Do it!
- This is what has to be done.
Do it!
(GUN CLICKING)
Oh dear!
Whoops.
I don't need a gun for you.
Come on!
Come on!
You can't kill me!
Oh, Mitchell, I killed
you five minutes ago.
I just wanted to watch.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
Excuse you?
Whoo, cheers!
But before you die, Sheriff
Mitchell, that generosity,
all that protection you
thought you gave her
is gonna mean nothing,
because I'm gonna find her.
You hear me?
I'm gonna find her!
What on Earth is that?
You got a house guest, Mitchell?
Somebody I should say
merry Christmas to?
Look at you!
Look at you!
You're like all old folks,
it's the drink that
killed you in the end.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Santa, is that you?
Uh huh.
Have you been a good girl?
Yes.
What's your name?
Sandy.
Sandy, wow, what
a beautiful name.
How old are you, Sandy?
Six.
So young, so unaware of
how precarious life can be.
But why should you have to pay
for the sins of your grandfather
when you're so nice?
Can I talk to
you for a second?
I wanna look in to
the local asylum more.
I think there could
be something there
that helps us understand this.
That's just gonna
be malpractice,
I'm not sure how it
affects the here and now.
It's an important
part of the puzzle.
Oh and, get a local unit to
check on Sheriff Mitchell.
I left him a voicemail, but
I can't get through to him.
Make sure they check the
local bar as well as his home.
Copy that.
(PHONE RINGING)
(DIAL TONE BEEPING)
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
I'm Santa's helper!
Where's her mother?
On her way, she spent
the weekend out of town.
He dressed her like that,
so we're waiting on the doc
to examine whether or not
he did anything else to her.
Not his style.
- You sure?
- Yeah.
Not that kinda criminal.
Well, Agent Parker,
you were right.
This guy isn't about the
money, he can't be bought.
And we can't predict
what he's gonna do next.
JACK: You okay?
Yeah.
JACK: I am sorry.
You were right.
That's not very comforting.
I was right about us
underestimating him.
This doesn't fit any profile.
Yeah, which makes it
that much more difficult
for us to predict his next move.
What about Mitchell?
Voicemail he left
me, all he said was
that it's an actual
list, that's it.
Well we've already
cross-referenced everyone
and so far there's no
one that is connected.
So if there is a link,
we just can't see it.
He said it was an actual list.
So?
Like it already exists.
I don't follow.
The list is not a
connection we need to find,
this list, it already exists.
Keep searching, maybe they all
have the same internet provider
or bank at the same bank.
Maybe they went to
the same book club
or went to the same high
school and ran track.
Somewhere out there is a list
that exists with all
of their names on it.
Find it.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
This is private property,
and I've got a gun!
So if you want a place to
get high, this isn't it.
What the hell is all this?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(LAUGHS LOUDLY)
What did I do?
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
Fight!
I made a list, and you're on it!
You're gonna wanna see this.
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
You've been a naughty boy!
Who's on my list!
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
Shit.
Fuck me.
Secure the other room.
(SLOW PIANO MUSIC)
It's time.
Are we definitely doing this?
Do you wanna continue
living in fear?
Then what choice do we have?
What are you two planning?
We're going to my uncle
Tom's for the night.
He's away for the evening
and it's only 10
minutes down the road.
So, we'll take my FBI escort
and patch things up
with my old friend.
We'll have our
escort here with you,
everyone will be
safe and watched.
Okay, but please,
both of you, be careful.
We will.
I love you.
I love you too, mom.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)
Jack, get forensics in
here with an infrared lamp.
What are we lookin' for?
There was something
here, he took it,
but it looks A4 shaped.
A4 shaped?
Yeah, everything
else here is a picture,
but what was here he
thought was worth taking
and not letting us find.
Could be a list.
List of what?
Victims.
Sheriff Mitchell
mentioned a reference
to that naughty or nice song.
Maybe it's an actual list,
meaning that the victims
might actually be
connected in a way
that has nothing to
do with Jennifer.
So what're we hopin'
forensics will find?
White paper with black text
and a strong light
in front of it,
it may have actually produced
some image burn
transfer on the wall.
It's impossible to
see with the naked eye
but I have seen it done.
Okay, on it.
Why don't you make
this easy on yourself
and tell us where he is?
You know a judge is gonna
look favorably on
you if you help us.
You already have
all the clues.
It's up to you to step back
and see the whole picture.
You hungry?
Nah, I had razorblades
for breakfast, baby.
You swallowed razorblades
today, is that a joke?
(LAUGHS SOFTLY) Could be.
Is it a joke?
Nah, death is pretty certain.
You'll never get what you
want if I bleed out, right?
Nobody's that fuckin' crazy.
You're just gonna
have to find out.
Shit.
I need an ambulance.
Transport one at a
top security protocol?
Who is she?
She's the real deal, rookie.
Bob, don't worry about
it, you'll be just fine.
We'll be leadin' the way,
you'll have Jensen with
you the whole time.
So, how long?
What?
How long you been
outta the academy?
It's my first week.
Look, most of
the time these guys
don't give us any trouble.
In fact, they're already
in a while heap of trouble.
Any disruption on their part's
gonna screw up the plea bargain
they're tryin' to work
out to save their ass.
What about the rest of them?
Huh?
You said most of the time.
- Oh.
- What about her?
Well, yeah, more than likely,
she's the exception to the rule.
She doesn't want or
need a plea bargain
and now apparently she
swallowed razorblades
to avoid betraying her husband.
And who's that?
Santa Claus.
What did she do?
They killed 30 people
in some little town
- upstate New York.
- 30 people?
Why?
To flush out his
daughter in some sick game.
Jesus.
You're going to be okay.
Don't let her get
inside your head.
And shoot first if
she tries anything.
We don't want her
to get a fair trial?
People like her really
don't need a trial.
I just don't wanna
make a mistake.
You won't.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
DISPATCH: Transport
one, be advised,
blizzard weather
alert in your area.
Proceed with caution.
TRANSPORT OFFICER:
Copy that, dispatch,
proceeding with caution.
So we agree, one present each,
just one, so I get her one.
Christmas morning comes,
wouldn't you know,
what do you think she's doing?
She got you more than one.
She got me more than one.
Seven.
Meantime, my one present to her
was right there
beneath the tree.
That's awful of her.
This year, you need to
get backup presents.
Yeah, right!
Wait, what the hell is that?
Somebody broke down?
Hold up there transport one,
we've got something ahead of us.
DISPATCH: Transport
one, please advise.
Federal agents,
clear the road.
Why are they stopping?
Somebody's on the road.
DISPATCH: Transport
one, what's the hold up?
Dispatch, we got a
pedestrian in the road
clearing it now, be back
moving in two minutes.
You wanna do it?
It's cold!
Transport one,
please describe.
Describe?
JACK: Is the individual in
question wearing a Santa suit?
How did she know that?
Dispatch, confirmed.
We're just about to
go and clear him now.
Tell them to run him over.
Let's try taking him alive.
Tell, run him over.
Let him go!
Dispatch, say again?
Run him over!
Transport one, if you
do not run him over,
- you're all dead!
- Is she serious?
You're in so much trouble.
NATALIE: Transport
one, do you copy?
That was an order!
Let him go, freak.
Daddy wouldn't like
you calling me that.
(NICHOLAS LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Transport one, do you copy!
Let him go!
Transport one, be advised,
local law is on route,
hold your position.
It's coming! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
What the fuck?
Fuck!
(TREE CRASHING)
No!
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
JACK: Agent Johnson,
what's going on over there?
Did you break down?
TRANSPORT OFFICER:
Standby for this channel.
We are under attack, send help!
Agents are down,
agents are down!
Pandora is outta the box.
Repeat, pandora
is outta the box.
We are under attack.
The assailant is
dressed as Santa Claus.
No, oh god, no, no!
Stay out there, okay?
I got your friend!
Don't come in here, I'm armed!
(LOUD KNOCKING)
(GUNFIRE POPPING)
(BONES CRUNCHING)
There's my Mrs. Claus.
There you are! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Have you been a good girl?
I've been a
little bit naughty.
Me too.
Come on.
(LOUD THUDDING)
This is dispatch.
I need ambulance
and law enforcement
to County Road 9, 15
miles east of Woodridge.
Do you copy?
Do you copy?
You know what?
Don't bother.
They're all dead.
Hey.
JACK: Where are you?
Something wasn't sitting right
about the murder of Becky
Mudd and her boyfriend
so I came to have another
look at the bodies.
JACK: It bothered me too.
Biting anyone's throat
out like a wild animal
just shows what
they're capable of.
No, it's not how she died,
it's that every
other victim so far
has had either naughty
or nice carved into them
or the message has been
left at the crime scene.
Not in this case.
JACK: Maybe he was rushed.
But we know he wasn't.
They had the whole
night at the house
before Doctor Mudd
drove the decoy car.
JACK: So what's
the significance?
I think it's a list.
Like an actual list.
JACK: I don't follow
We've been assuming that
they are picking targets
that are connected to Jennifer
and then deciding whether
they were naughty or nice.
JACK: Which they are.
Becky Mudd wasn't
connected to anyone,
she was wrong place, wrong time.
JACK: He still killed
her and her boyfriend.
But didn't label them.
This list, I think it's
an actual physical thing
that they've been
sticking to as a rule.
It's not something they're
making up as they go along.
The names, the targets,
they've all been preset.
So I don't think it's as
random as we thought it was.
Natalie, you're right.
About the list and
the infrared light
showing up heat transfer.
Forensics hit a partial
on a piece of A4 paper,
it's a list of names.
Who's on it?
The priest, Sheriff
Mitchell, Jim Boden,
Clint Wiseman, and a
bunch of other names.
Bryce, Stranson, Mangard,
they're all on the
board of BioCorp.
I thought I recognized the names
from looking in to the company
because of the
connections to this place.
The priest didn't work here,
but he did provide
patients with confession
so made the corporate
Christmas card list.
Jesus, so that's why
we couldn't find a link.
I know who directs the police,
but were involved in the running
which supplied this place.
Send units out to
everyone on that list.
I think they're
gonna ramp this up
because it's Christmas Eve.
Got it.
With our cost efficiency
programs fully implemented,
we have managed to
drop running costs
across the board by 15%,
and increase our profits
to a record $1.3 billion,
but we can do better.
This coming year
we'll be rolling out
our cost efficiency protocols
to every single site we own,
meaning we will reduce
our costs by 50%
and double our profits.
I'm also very
pleased to announce
that Senator Williams will be
joining the board
this coming fall
shortly after retiring
from U.S. politics.
This will also
come shortly after
we win a very
lucrative care contract
with the U.S. government to
provide medical services.
These two incidents are
not entirely unconnected.
(EVERYONE LAUGHING)
I really should thank
our lawyer, Nathaniel,
for landing us this particularly
juicy and lucrative whale.
You're most welcome, the
invoice is in the post.
(EVERYONE LAUGHING)
I'm kidding, I'm kidding.
Excuse me.
That was, I must say,
a particularly expensive
round of golf for
the U.S. government.
(EVERYONE LAUGHING)
What did you come as?
The ghost of Christmas ass?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Please tell me you work here.
Wearin' a suit, peeing
in the executive washroom
on the 32nd floor, I
don't work here, pal.
I'm on the board.
But what's the name?
Nathaniel Collins, from
Collins, Davis, and Bathers.
Look me up sometime.
But use your good eye.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING LOUDLY)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
What a prick! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Mrs. Claus, come and look
at this! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Can I ask something, Paul?
Yes, of course, Marie.
As a company committed to
caring for the mentally ill,
did the cost cutting
have any affect
on the quality of the care
the customers received?
You mean the patients?
Well, they are our customers.
I think you'll find
the majority of our bills
are paid for by the
medical insurance industry
and the U.S. government.
The patients are actually a
very small part of the process.
Nevertheless, it is the
service we're providing.
And our patients receive
the very best possible care.
According to who, Paul?
Well I'm very glad you
asked, actually, Marie,
because our legal
department have just come up
with an extremely
watertight definition
of what constitutes
good patient care.
I'll be happy to get them
to explain it to you.
Perhaps Nathaniel could.
In fact, where has he gone?
(BOARD MEMBERS SCREAM LOUDLY)
There he is.
Or at least the part
you'll remember about him.
This is a private meeting.
Well I know I'm
not on your list,
but let me tell you
something, you're all on mine.
I'm gonna have to
ask you to leave.
And I'm gonna have to ask you
to shut the fuck up, Paul!
Or I'm gonna kill you
all very fucking slowly!
Security.
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Needless to say, Paul,
security will not be joining us.
You're insane!
(LAUGHING LOUDLY)
Well of course we are, Paul!
Me and my lovely wife.
But you know what
the real kicker is?
You'll never guess which company
is responsible for
our medical care!
I remember you!
Courtney.
That was a bad
move on your part.
Awe, he remembers us,
I feel so special.
Look, I had to do
what I did back then,
you're a psychopath, you
have to understand this!
Now I'm in a position of power,
I'm able to help
people like you.
I can help you get the
treatment that you deserve.
Oh, that is so noble.
And I hope you get everything
you want for Christmas.
But before that, you'll need
to help me with something.
Who was that that just
got stabbed at the door?
That's Roger Smithson.
Ah, Roger Smithson, one
less person on the list!
(LAUGHS LOUDLY)
I've called the police
while sitting here,
they're on the way.
My, my, that's
very honest, Mrs.?
Marie Thompson.
Marie Thompson.
You know, that genuine honesty,
along with your care
of the patients,
that might be just
enough to get you
to the nice side of this list.
What do you want?
To work through my list.
Your list?
(LAUGHS) You know what,
it's actually your list.
It's a BioCorp
Christmas card list!
And you're all on
it! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
We're not afraid of you!
Well you know what?
You really, really should be,
because in about five minutes,
every single person in
this room might be dead.
Daddy!
Yes, Mr. Claus?
When's the fun gonna start?
Soon.
Be quick!
I wanna fuck before the
finale! (LAUGHS LOUDLY)
Wives can be so demanding.
Shoo, Mrs. Claus.
I haven't decided who
I'm gonna slay first.
Yes you have.
Well obviously, you're
a front runner, Paul,
but I do like the
way a woman screams.
It gets my blood
boiling, you know?
Tell me, if I kill you
all, is BioCorp dead?
Is the company shut down?
No, if you kill everyone here,
then the shareholders will
just appoint a new board.
You'll make this all pointless.
Well that is
interesting, Paul.
What happens if I kill
all but one of you, then?
Well if you kill all but one,
then they will by
default become the CEO.
That doesn't help then,
because no everyone is here, Paul.
Where is Tom Bolond?
He's in hospital.
He's having his
appendix removed.
Which hospital?
If I tell you,
will you let me live?
Just you, Paul?
I mean all of us,
let all of us live.
Oh no, no, no, no, no, Paul!
No, no, no, no, no.
You all heard that,
Paul was negotiating
just for himself there,
remember that, people.
He would negotiate for
himself 10,000 times over
before he considered
anybody but himself!
Listen to me you freak!
You're not gonna bully
or intimidate us!
You're a nut job!
There's no point in
anything you're doing here.
So either kill us
or get the hell out!
Because I'm not gonna
give the satisfaction
to a piece of shit like you
of me begging for my life!
Oh, wow!
Wow, I mean, I,
I really dug that speech.
I mean, you've got
bite and backbone
and I like that in a woman.
Here's that address.
Do me a favor, Marie.
Be a better CEO than him.
(PAIR LAUGHING)
(BOARD MEMBERS SCREAMING)
(CALM JAZZ MUSIC)
(BOARD MEMBERS SCREAMING)
(BONES CRUNCHING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Whew!
Merry Christmas!(LAUGHS EVILLY)
(PHONE RINGING)
NATALIE: Lucy?
Hey, everything all right?
Yeah, just doing some
safe protocol stuff.
We're gonna move you
for a couple nights.
Why?
Just precautionary and
making it last minute
means no one knows.
More people have
died, haven't they?
Just pack some things, please.
Okay, I'll head home now,
but I've gotta wait for
Jennifer to get back.
Where is she?
With Courtney,
visiting her uncle.
Her uncle?
What's his name?
Tom Boland, he's
a family friend.
And she's with her FBI escort.
Okay, I'm gonna
send a unit to you now
and I'm gonna pick you both up.
(KNOCKING LOUDLY)
Uncle Tom!
Courtney and Jennifer!
How are you? What
are you doing here?
Just driving by.
Do you mind if we
come in for a minute?
Well sure, do your
folks know you're here?
It's Christmas
Eve, don't you kids
have some place better to be?
Nope, we are exactly
where we should be.
How are you?
Your father was a good man.
I know.
I was sorry to
hear what happened.
Thank you.
You were the one who gave my
dad a job at the asylum, right?
Yeah, but that was years ago.
It was just an orderly
job, but he was family,
and that's the most
important thing, right?
Speaking of which, shouldn't
you be at home with your mom?
It's Christmas Eve.
Yeah.
Here's the thing, she's
safer than you are.
That's why we're here.
What?
What's going on?
Show time.
Hey.
I can't get through to
Jennifer's security detail,
can you try them?
Yeah, sure.
Anything on the names?
Yeah, and there's
somethin' else.
He killed 11 of the 13 names
about an hour ago downtown.
All the remaining
names are board members
as far as I can see.
So he left two alive?
Mmm, one at the
scene, Marie Thompson,
she got marked as nice.
So who's the last name?
Tom somethin'.
Thomas Boland?
Yeah, that could be it.
How the hell did you know that?
'Cause that's where Jennifer
and Courtney are right now.
Get me the address and
get everyone there.
Jesus, push my
emergency button!
They won't make it in time.
My FBI escort is outside.
All dead, I'm assuming.
Call the police!
No one is coming.
(NICHOLAS LAUGHS QUIETLY)
Very good, young Courtney.
Perhaps you were right
about her, Mrs. Claus.
(GIGGLES EXCITEDLY)
We have a deal.
Yes, we do.
What?
This only ever ends
when he gets you.
I'm sorry, Jen, but my
life is fucked up enough
because of you and it ends here.
You bitch!
(NICHOLAS AND MICHELLE LAUGH)
So?
So you were never
on the list, Courtney.
You're free to go.
And my uncle too?
Wasn't part of my deal.
But he's part of my family!
Don't overstep your mark,
and don't tell me about
the value of family
until you have
lost all of yours!
So you're just gonna leave me?
I never had a choice.
What happened
to being friends?
I like life a little
bit too much, okay?
And I want mine back,
and I am taking my uncle!
You'll regret
underestimating me.
I should've done
this ages ago.
If you leave me, you
better hope he kills me,
'cause I will hunt you down
and kill you, Courtney!
Don't be upset, baby girl.
I know what it's like to have
somebody you love turn
their back on you.
But daddy's here to make amends.
Mrs. Claus.
Happy hunting.
I thought you'd
never ask, baby!
Wait, why?
You made a deal with her for me.
A promise to a liar is no
promise at all, baby girl.
There's my baby girl.
(PHONE RINGING)
NATALIE: Talk to me!
JACK: The lines are all dead.
Who's the closest?
- You are.
- Right.
Wait for backup, Natalie.
You know I can't.
Natalie?
Natalie, Natalie!
Hold her here.
What's going on?
Hold her here.
What?
I gotta go back for Jen.
But I thought
you betrayed her.
That's what we
wanted them to think.
Family, Jennifer, it's the
only thing that will love you.
I'm the only thing
you'll kill to protect.
I'm not sure.
About what?
That you fully understood
how important friends can be.
Mrs. Claus?
She's got a gun to her head.
Do you know what a safety
catch looks like? (GIGGLES)
Clever girls.
Shut up!
You know what?
I couldn't be prouder right now.
I've seen my baby girl
reach her full potential.
I'm a proud father.
I shouldn't have hesitated,
I should've killed you!
Yes you should've!
But guess what baby girl?
You've got another chance.
Shoot me, and you know
what happens then, baby.
When you take your first life,
you become just like me.
She's nothing like you.
She has friends.
Oh yeah?
Well why don't you be a
good friend, Courtney,
and kill me for her.
What?
What did you forget
I killed your father?
You know, he squealed like
a pig when I cut him open,
so do it for your friend!
Gimme the fucking
gun, Jennifer.
No, it has to be me.
Why?
Why baby, what does
it have to be you?
Because you have a killer
instinct inside here, haven't ya?
It's just bottling
up inside you,
and under all that
moral and pretense,
there's nothing but a killer!
And I can't wait to see her!
Put it down,
Jennifer, we've got him!
Don't listen to her.
Put it down, Jennifer!
I can't!
If he dies, this all dies too.
No, we're gonna lock him
up and throw away the key.
- He will escape!
- Yes I will.
- He won't!
- Yes I will!
Do it, Jennifer.
Put a fucking bullet
through his brain.
Listen to her, c'mon.
Don't!
I got to you before,
Jennifer, I'll get to you again!
Jennifer, I cannot
allow you to shoot him.
Shoot me and all is forgiven.
Do it!
Kill the fucking
bastard, Jennifer!
You know what,
maybe I am like you.
Jennifer, lower the gun.
Don't make me do this.
Do it!
- Put it down, Jennifer!
- Do it, Jennifer, do it!
Fucking kill him!
(GUN BANGS)
- No!
- Jennifer!
No, no, no!
Get him outta here!
- No!
- Get him outta here!
What did you do?
I don't think this
is quite the grotto
you were hoping you'd be
sat in on Christmas day.
Christmas isn't over yet.
Must be tough, being
double-crossed by someone you love.
I've never been
prouder as a father.
It's over, you lost.
(CHUCKLES QUIETLY)
Oh, no, Agent
Parker, you lost.
And my little girl nearly won.
You should've let her kill
me when you had the chance.
You won't get it again.
That's a mistake you and
the man before you made.
For my little girl, she's smart.
So smart.
She knew that what
was needed here
was good, old fashioned revenge,
not justice.
How long do you
think it's gonna be
before my Mrs. comes to get me?
That's very modern of you,
letting us poor girls come
rescue you big, tough guys.
Oh, she's smart, Agent Parker.
Smarter than you.
She knows this building,
she's been in this cell.
She knows how to break out.
She knows your routines.
But you know what she
really, really hates?
Any woman that stands
directly between me and her.
I'm sorry, I
lied to you before.
About what?
I am the jealous type.
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(FLOURISHING MUSIC)