Santa Claus: The Movie

In a certain time, in a certain land,

once there lived and once there was...

A magic kingdom at the top of the world.

If a traveler came to that cold, freezing place,

and no traveler ever did,

all he would see would be ice.

Mountains of ice and snow.

But on certain nights, when the stars of the sky shined like jewels,

a wonderful light appeared in the heavens;

and then many lights, all the colors of the rainbow;

and some colors never seen before.

Way on top,

the north star sparkled.

And suddenly, the ice mountains cracked open...

And beautiful, beautiful lights pierced the sky,

and then, out came the vendegums.

Hundreds of them, all in their bright-colored clothes.

Granny, what's a vendegum?

A vendegum? Those are the little men...

Who live in the ice mountains,

way at the top of the world,

under the north star.

Some of them are even littler than you.

This is the same story she told last year.

Oh, when's he coming? When's he gonna get here?

The road from the village must be blocked.

Even those reindeer of his couldn't make it through.

Wouldn't be Christmas without him, though, would it? He hasn't missed one yet.

It's them! Here they come!

All right. Everybody back. Everybody back, everybody back.

- What did you bring? What did I get? - Wait.

Don't I hear something first?

Happy Christmas, Uncle claus!

All right. All right. Here, for you. And you. Thank you!

Cutting wood all day for the whole village.

It's enough to exhaust any man.

How does he find time to make all those things?

He makes time.

What can I tell you? It gives him pleasure.

Little else.

For you. Just for you.

What is it? A vendegum.

Just as I was telling you.

You can't see your hand in front of your face out there. You won't get through.

My reindeer, donner and blitzen, can get through anything.

Come along, Anya. We must hurry.

More children need their toys on the other side of the forest.

'Bye, dear.

Okay.

Bye! Bye!

Did you see their faces when they saw the toys?

Ah, yes. They love their Uncle claus, huh?

Come on, blitzen. Pull harder!

The children are waiting!

Come on, donner. Don't drag your hooves.

Hurry along, now. You can do it, boy.

Come on!

I can't find it, Anya. I can't find the road.

Where are we?

Come on, boys. Don't slow up now!

Hi-up! Hi-up!

Go! Come on! Blast!

Come on, blitzen.

Come on, my good boys. Donner! Now listen!

Over there, there's food and warmth...

And a bed and straw and hay...

And everything a smart team of reindeer would like!

Here is where you freeze to death.

Now, come on, my good boys! Come on!

Claus, come back. I can't see you.

Oh, my God. Anya!

Anya! Anya!

Anya. Oh, my God. Anya! Anya!

Anya, please! Oh!

They're here.

Welcome.

It's them. Vendegum. The little people?

We prefer to be called elves, if you don't mind.

- You-you-- - I'm the one called dooley.

- We've been expecting you. - Expecting us?

For a long, long time.

We almost gave up hope!

Where are we?

- Home. - No, no, no. Our home is far from--

look at that! Let's go. Not anymore.

This is your home now.

W-what does he mean?

Uh, you don't understand.

We live in a village far away from this one. Blow! Bits of old ropes,

single-hinge runner connectors.

This is unbelievable!

See I'm gonna have a lot to teach him.

Whoops. Hi, there.

Hi. I'm the one called patch.

Welcome aboard, sir. Speaking for the boys and myself,

I'd-- oh, you must be the missus!

Me? Yeah. Well,

we were expecting someone nice, but not someone so young and pretty.

- Were we, boys? - - No. No.

- Oh, don't be elf-conscious! - My friends, let us show you your new home.

Patch, take charge of the reindeer. Yeah. Honka!

Take charge of the reindeer. Boog, take charge of the reindeer.

Vout, take charge of the reindeer.

I don't understand.

What new home? There's nothing here.

Look again.

- Where did it come from? - It was always here.

But it can't be seen by just anyone, you know. Mm?

Come, fellow elves. Take them to their new home.

Lead and follow, follow and lead.

He's nice, isn't he, patch?

Yeah, I tell you, boys, he gives me a real feeling of elf-confidence.

What's it all about?

Maybe it's a-- aah! No, we're awake!

It's him! He's here!

Yes, he's here, he's here!

Welcome, welcome. I'm the one called puffy. We've been expecting you.

Not now, puffy. The man wants to see the sights.

- Isn't this something? - Did you hear that? He said it's something!

- He did. He did! - Oh, my!

She likes it. She likes it! She does. She does.

Isn't this something ? Is it warm enough for all of them?

It's exactly what I've been saying, ma'am.

Now, I have an idea for a new way to heat this entire place, using pipes!

Pipes, you know? Cylinder thingies?

There's much more to see, folks.

Pipes.

Pipes. Yeah.

Wait! Wait!

Oh!

My goodness. What is all this?

They're Christmas toys. Waiting for you.

For me.

Wh-what have they got to do with me?

You're going to give them to your children.

Th-there must be a mistake.

We have no children. You do now.

You have all the children of the world.

But how could I deliver all these toys?

I won't live long enough for that.

Both of you will live forever.

Like us.

Anya?

Me too.

I can't sleep either.

I don't want to sleep. This mattress is so comfortable,

I don't want to miss a moment of it.

This-this won't take long. I'll be right back.

What is it, donner, eh? You look so frightened.

There's nothing to worry about.

Really, there isn't. Easy, boy, it's all right. Easy, now, easy.

Strange place, strange companions.

But we're all friends here.

We are!

- Look at old blitz in there. - Does he look worried? Hmm?

Come on. Maybe try and eat something. Hmm?

It's great food. Believe me.

Say, look. Even I like it.

It's delicious.

Mmm! He's like me, I guess.

Oh! Yes. A little confused.

Yeah, yeah.

He's always been the fidgety type. Yeah. Well,

he'll be all right, sir, as soon as he gets used to the place.

He just needs a little elf-control. Mm.

Well, you certainly know your reindeer.

These are fine specimens. Oh! Hear that, boys? You made a good impression.

Come on.

Look. These two are twins. Prancer and dancer.

The way you can tell them apart is by those snooty monocles.

Prancer's is on his right eye,

and dancer's is on his left eye.

And this lad with the great big antlers is comet.

And old spotted-nose here is cupid.

This white-faced boy here, that's old dasher.

He loves to run, he does, he really does. He'd rather run than eat!

And, uh, this noisy one with the floppy jowls, he's ViXen.

Keep you up half the night with his snorts and whinnies,

whinnies and snorts.

And you sleep here? Yes!

And this is where I do my other work.

Yeah, they keep you busy, huh? Well, I-I-I like it that way.

Sometimes I get so many ideas, I don't know where to keep them in my head.

Um-- oh! Look.

A clock that wakes you up in the morning. How about that? Ha?

That's not bad. Aha!

A plate that whistles when the food's too hot.

Ah?

Um-- oh! Look, look, look.

I've got here a complete syste-- uh--

what do we need all these reindeer for?

Uh, you'll see.

This is a curious kind of place. This is nothing now.

- Wait till you see how it gets during season's greetings. - Season's greetings?

- Mm-hmm. You'll see. - What's that?

Oh, look, sir. Now he's having a bite.

- Ooh! - Ooh!

- Hurray! - Hoop-ah!

Maybe it's the massive bulk of it.

I never did an extra-large before.