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1，
M: Okay Ellie! I got her.
E: The Christmas rock!
M: Just got her out of storage. I wanted to surpri Peaches. Where is our sweet little angel? Huh?
P: Incoming……hahahahaha
E: There is your sweet little angel.
P: Sorry, dad.
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B: Yeah! Whoo-hoo! It’s on!
P: You guys need to chill out.
E: Peaches!
P: Oh! The Christmas rock ! I love it! I love it! I love it! I love it! I love it!
投篮技巧M: No no no Don’t!…Oh, too late!
P: I’m stuck.
M: This is the same Christmas rock I had when I was a kid. It’s an heirloom that’s been in our family for generations.
E: Tonight when Santa comes by with his prents, he’ll e this rock and know that a very special little girl lives here.
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S: Wow! That’s some crazy rock.
M: Step away from the stone!
S: Why?
M: You’ll break it.
E: (laugh) Sid can’t break a rock.
D: Don’t tempt him!
P: Uncle Sid, we need this so that Santa can find us tonight.祝福生日快乐图片
S: what? This? …Oh, Puff. He could go right pass it. You need something bigger, taller, sparkler, something with a pizzazz. Um, a tree!
祝福你我的朋友M: A Christmas tree? Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?
D: There’re millions of trees out there, Sid. How could anyone notice this one?
S: well, we could decorate it. Crash, Eddie!
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B: sweet.
S: And, voila!
D: It does look pretty good.
M: Ah! It will never catch on.
P: It’s beautiful!
S: Hmm, it needs a certain razzle-dazzle on top. Something that says Sid.…… And just like that, a tradition is born.
S: Seriously, what did you think was gonna……?做面包
D: Yep, that says Sid, all right?
S: Okay, okay, let’s just keep it together. It really is about the sprit of Christmas, isn’t it?
M: you’re about to be a spirit of Christmas, Sid.
S: Manny, plea, I am so sorry.
M: You know what? Sid, I’m the least of your worries. You got to answer to Santa.
S: Santa? Santa Claus?
M: He is never gonna forgive this. You just got yourlf on Santa’s …Uh, ah, Santa’s Naughty List.
P: Santa has a Naughty List?
M: And if you’re not good, he puts your name on it.
什么之地的成语B: We’re never good. / Then why start now?
M: Well, if your name’s on the Naughty List, you don’t get Christmas.
S: But no! Why me? besides the fact that it’s my fault.
E: The Naughty List? Where did you come up with that?
M: Relax, Sid is gullible, but he is not that gullible. He knows this Santa stuff is just for kids.
P: What! You don’t believe in Santa?
M: Um, I ,well……
E: Of cour he believes! That’s the magic of Christmas.
P: If anyone derves to be on the Naughty List, dad? It’s you!
E: She sure told you, didn’t she?
M: Well, too bad, I am a grown up, grown-ups don’t believe in the Naughty List.
S: (cry) I’m not getting Christmas!
B: Don’t cry, Sid.
S: Why not!
B: Your tears are freezing solid.
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S: Why? Why? Why?
D: My guess? Becau he doesn’t have a lor list.
S: Well, thanks for trying to cheer me up. I still feel terrible.
P: Pull it together, Uncle Sid, we’ve got work to do.
S: But I’m still feel sulking.
B: No time. We’re going to the pole.
S: The north one?
P: Yep, we’re gonna find Santa so I can prove to my dad that he’s real. And we’re gonna get you off that list.
B: And us, too. We may be naughty but we still want Christmas.
S: Peaches, honey, you can’t come with us. This is a very dangerous journey. The north pole is a desolate land of ice and snow.
B: This isn’t exactly Miami.
P: Come on, Uncle Sid, I want us all to have Christmas together.
S: Um, I don’t know, it’s wildly irresponsible and impulsive but let’s do it. Northward, ho……
Together: Ho, ho, ho……
P: Uh, guys, let’s follow the northern light. North, get it!
S: Northward, ho…
P: Santa, ho……，
Together: Ho, ho, ho.
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充备
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越南E: Run!
(Screaming)
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4，
M: Peaches!
P: Daddy.
E: Oh, baby, we’re so worried about you. (Kissing)
M: Oh, you…… you are so grounded!
P: Sorry, daddy.
M: I’m talking to Sid.
S: Sorry, daddy.
SA: Frolicking fruitcake.
S: It’s Santa!
M: Just’ cau there’s a fat guy doesn’t make him Santa.
SA: I’m not fat, it’s this suit, it’s very poofy.
S: Manny, it is Santa! It’s just old and decrepit as I imagined. And, oh, so jolly.
SA: Oh, look at this mess, two hours to Christmas and everything is ruined, my toy, my sleigh, all my hard work.
