The Santa Clause 2

I'm getting something on the sonar!

I'm getting strong readings from underneath the cap rock!

Possible oil flow?

-Still analyzing. -

It's-- it's-- uh...

It sounds like, uh...

Uh...

Tiny hammers.

You don't want to be late for work!

[ Hammering, indistinct conversations ]

They're coming right at us!

Take us to Elfcon 3!

Take us to Elfcon 3.

[ Switches clicking, beeps ]

These guys aren't stopping.

Take us to Elfcon 2!

Let's go to Elfcon 2.

We have a partridge in a pear tree.

-Yep. -You take us to Elfcon 1.

Let's rig for silent running. Look alive, everybody!

-Okay, we're at Elfcon 1. -

-I lost it. -What do you mean?

- -Wait!

What the...

Uh...sir, you're gonna want to hear this.

Find out where that music's coming from!

-Okay! -

Santa, I've got it on the locator!

Whoo!

- -What now?

It's just gone!

Aw, in the middle of the chorus.

Nobody needs to know about this, right?

Maybe we should mention the Smokey Robinson thing.

Just my opinion.

We're at Elfcon 4. All clear.

Curtis, what do you say we get you headphones this Christmas?

It's all right, everybody. Get back to work.

Curtis... you're 900 years old.

Grow up!

Bernard.

Now, you know I didn't break any of the rules

according to the Santa Handbook.

The Handbook.

Curtis, do you go pee-pee with that thing?

It says elves are encouraged to listen to music.

It makes them more creative... more productive...

and, well, more alert.

Look out!

Aaaaah!

-Aaaaah! -

-It's okay. -Let's go!

-Is he all right? -He's okay, Santa!

Wow.

That's gonna leave a mark.

Ooh.

Is that Blitzen? Looks like Prancer.

That-- who is that?

It was Chet.

One of our reindeer in training.

Oh.

Well, please tell me that it's early in his training.

Wow. A nice fall.

Curtis, when are you gonna tell him?

Not now.

It's so cold up here, Charlie. How can you not be freezing?

You have not seen cold till you see where my dad lives.

You shouldn't be embarrassed. My parents are divorced, too.

Why don't you ever talk about your dad?

-He doesn't like me to. -What is he, a spy?

No, he-- he works with toys,

and these...little people.

Kids.

Can we just do what we came here to do?

Mmm. Sure.

All right.

Charlie, this is really dangerous.

Someone could catch us at any moment.

Kinda exciting.

Well, you know, Danielle,

I may not come out of this alive.

So in case we don't see each other again...

Whoa! Whoa! Aaaaaah!

Are you okay?

Whew.

[ Danger Danger's "Naughty Naughty Christmas" plays ]

Almost done.

Okay. I'm not leaving.

Hello, Charlie.

Hello, Principal Newman.

-Okay, try it now. -

Okay. All right.

Here's what we need--

you got to get one more bolt on that flange,

and it's ready for Christmas.

Good work, guys. Whew.

Perfect job on the suspension, you guys.

Thinking outside the box. I love it.

Do you want a cookie, Santa?

Do I want a cookie? Yes!

What's fresh? Ooh!

Sweet, just like you.

Alexander...let's think.

Take the hat off.

Too much counterweight.

Thanks, Santa. You're the man.

That's why they gave me the big belly, so I don't fall over.

Hey, Joey!

How's that static-free tinsel coming?

Hey, guys, Santa wants to see the new tinsel.

- -We got him!

You know, I could take care of this the ugly way.

Or we go outside and play some football.

Curtis, you need to tell him right now!

I don't know.

He's so happy right now.

And why do I have to be the one to tell him?!

Because I'm the head elf. I don't give bad news.

It's one of the perks of my seniority.

Now, tell him.

Come on, Porkchop. Bring it on.

Who you calling Porkchop, Meat Loaf?

Meat Loaf?

You want to talk some trash?

I'll talk trash with ya, but first, I'm gonna blitz.

Ready! Set!

-I'm coming after you, buddy. -Seven...swans a swimming!

Six...geese a-laying!

Five golden rings!

-Hike! -

He's got the ball!

I can see it! Let go of me!

Too quick! He spins! He moves! I see him!

And...he might go... all the...

Whoooa! Oh!

...way! Whoo!

Rumblin', stumblin', bumblin'!

Oh, they pile on!

All right, guys.

Okay, you win! Ow!

Ohh!

Ohh! Ohh.

Ohh! Ohh!

You guys aren't elves! You're wizards!

No matter how many times you run that play,

I never see it coming.

Santa? We need to talk.

Hmm. That's weird, isn't it?