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| - [Note: It may be helpful to read the transcript for Part 1 first, since this episode continues the storyline of that one. Also, spoken asides are in square brackets] Narrator: 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the airport— (Overview of the airport on the end of this.) —Not a creature was sturring. Narrator: Except for three little planes who were having the best time of their lives. (Snuffy comes out and roams, too.) Yes, Jay Jay, Tracy and Snuffy were all abuzz with excitement. They were eagerly awaiting the arrival of...Santa Clause. Snuffy: Jay Jay, do you think Santa will like the tree I picked out? Do ya, huh? Jay Jay: I'm sure he will, Snuffy. See how beautiful it looks? Tracy: (from o.s.) Hey, guys. How do I look? (Back to the trio on the end of this.) I wanna look my best for Santa. Jay Jay: Wow, you look great, Tracy! Snuffy: Yeah, great! (Herky rushes up to them.) Herky: Guys! Guys! Guess what! Jay Jay: Hi, Herky. What's up? Herky: I was just over-r-r at Br-r-renda's, and she hear-r-rd on the r-r-radio that ther-r-re's a stor-r-rm comin' in! A snowstor-r-rm! Other three: A snowstorm?! (They cheer.) Narrator: Yes, a snowstorm was on its way— (Cut from one smiling plane to another.) —and the young planes were excited. It seemed like a nice snowfall was going to make it this the best Christmas Eve ever. There was only one slight problem... Narrator: Instead of a nice, light snowfall, what arrived in Tarrytown that Christmas Eve was a big, windy snowstorm. Tracy: Oh, this is terrible! Jay Jay: I think I waited too long to spend my Christmas list to Santa Clause— (Close-up of the trio.) —and now with this storm, my list will never get to him. Santa will never know what I wanted. Tracy: What about us? We wanted to stay up all night and meet Santa Clause, and now...I don't think he'll make it to Tarrytown. Snuffy: Look at my poor, poor Christmas tree. Snuffy: (from o.s.) Now Santa will never see how pretty it was. Savannah: (from o.s.) Well, I do declare! Savannah: I have never seen anything like this before! Sad children on Christmas Eve?! Why, there ought to be a law against that! Jay Jay: (from o.s.) But Savannah— (Cut to him.) —our Christmas Eve is ruined. Look at all that snow. (All glance at the snowstorm outside.) Savannah: Jay Jay, snow can't ruin a Christmas Eve. Why honey, snow can be a part of what Christmas Eve is all about. Jay Jay: Really? Savannah: (from o.s.) Of course it can. (Cut to her.) When it snows outside, you just hug the one next to ya, to get wonderfully warm and cozy-like. (Jay Jay giggles.) And, you do something nice and cheery, to make yourself feel warm and happy inside. Tracy: (from inside) Like what? Savannah: (from inside) Well, like...sing a Christmas carol. (Cut back inside.) Snuffy: Ooh, ooh! Uh, can—can I start the carol this time? Jay Jay: Sure! Go for it, Snuffy! Snuffy: Dashing through the snow, in a one-horse open sleigh [Jay Jay: Sounds fun.] O'er the fields we go, laughing all the way [Jay Jay: Ha, ha, ha!] Jay Jay, Snuffy, Tracy: Bells on bobtail ring, making spirits bright What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight Jay Jay, Snuffy, Tracy: Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh, hey! Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way Oh, what fun it is to ride in a one-horse open sleigh Narrator: Yes, it turned out to be a fun night, after all. But the snowstorm didn't stop, and that was causing all kinds of strange problems. One of those problems was happening right at that moment in Brenda Blue's workshop. Brenda had gotten an emergency message for Old Oscar. Brenda: Oscar, I heard it loud and clear. Brenda: At first, I couldn't believe it, but then he said his name, and... (Calming down) Whoa, listen. I'll patch it in over my radio. (She turns a knob on her radio; static rings out.) Listen for yourself. Male voice: (over radio) This is Santa Clause. (Cut to a surprised Oscar.) I repeat: This is Santa Clause. Um...I must speak to Oscar at Tarrytown Airport. Come in, Oscar. Brenda: Is he really Santa Clause? Oscar: Yup. By golly, I recognize that voice anywhere. Hey there, Santa Clause! It's me, Oscar. Santa: (over radio) Oh, Oscar, my good friend. I need your help! Oscar: Well...what's wrong, old buddy? Santa: (over radio) Well, I have a big problem with one reindeer sick—there's no way I can make all my Christmas deliveries tonight. Oscar: Well, what can we do for ya? Santa: (over radio) I was wondering if you and the planes there in Tarrytown might help me make my Christmas deliveries tonight. Oscar: Why, sure! We could, except for one thing—there's a snowstorm out there, we're all grounded here. Santa: (over radio, laughs) That's no problem at all! (chuckles a little) I'll just call my friend Jack Frost to have that blizzard turned off! (Cut to a smiling Brenda.) I always use that trick on Christmas Eve, so that I can get around with no problem. Oscar: Oh, that's great! Then we can all hit the sky! Narrator: True to his word, Santa arranged for the snowstorm to stop. Narrator: Then, the planes at Tarrytown Airport took off for the North Pole. This was going to be an exciting adventure, indeed. Narrator: The planes flew a long, long way. And finally... Jay Jay: The North Pole! I can't believe we're actually here, Tracy! Tracy: How did you know the way, Oscar? I always thought Santa's home was a secret. Oscar: Well, it is, Tracy. But uh, since I'm his friend, I know how to find it. Look, up ahead! (glances downward) There it is! Kids: (from o.s.) Wow! Narrator: Yes, it really was Santa's workshop. This was where Santa made all his toys. Oscar: Alright, now! Everybody get ready! (Close-up of them on the end of this.) Tracy: (giggles) Ooh, I'm so excited! (All but Snuffy fly out of view.) Snuffy: Wait for me! Santa: Well, let's take a look now, and see exactly who's been naughty or nice! Oscar: (from o.s.) Uh...excuse me there? Santa? Oscar: Uh, old buddy? Santa: Well, who have we here? If it isn't my old friend, Oscar! (Close-up.) How are ya, my boy? Oscar: (from o.s., chuckles) I'm just fine. (Cut to him.) And I brought a few of my friends here to meet you. Santa: (from o.s., under previous) Yes... Jay Jay: Hi, Mr. Clause. I'm Jay Jay. Tracy: I'm Tracy. Herky: I'm Her-r-rky. Snuffy: And I'm Snuffy. Santa: I know who you all are! And you've been very, very good this year. (Cut to Tracy on the start of the next line.) Tracy: We were awfully sorry to hear about your sick reindeer, Santa. But...I-I'm happy to finally meet you. This is what I've wanted more than anything. Herky: Me too, Santa! Santa: Oh...I already knew that, Tracy and Herky. And I'm glad to be giving you what you want for Christmas. And...Jay Jay— (Cut to Jay Jay, he continues o.s.) —I just wanted you to know— (Back to him.) —I did get your wish list. Jay Jay: You did?! That's jet-a-riffic! Santa: But...send it in just a little earlier next time, okay? (He laughs; so does Jay Jay.) Jay Jay: Okay, Santa. Santa: (from o.s., laughs more) A-and Snuffy... Snuffy: Yes, Santa? Santa: (from o.s.) I saw that— (Back to him.) —beautiful Christmas tree that you picked out. You did a very nice job. (Back to Snuffy on the end of this.) Snuffy: (chuckles) Gosh, thanks. Santa: (from o.s.) No. (Cut to him.) Thank you! Thank you all for being very special helpers tonight— (Pull back to frame the others.) —and helping me get these presents delivered. Now, are ya ready? Kids: Ready! Santa: Merry Christmas! (Laughs more) Tracy: Christmas is my very favorite day [Jay Jay: Mine, too!] Jay Jay: But I never thought we'd celebrate this way Synth in Tracy: They say that it's better to give than to receive Jay Jay: I guess we'll find that out this Christmas Eve Jay Jay, Tracy: Because we're Santa's little helpers, spreading Christmas cheer Jay Jay: (spoken) I'm Jay Jay Tracy: (spoken) I'm Tracy Jay Jay, Tracy: (spoken, shaking heads) We're jet planes, not reindeer Jay Jay: We've been asked to do a task Tracy: And we will get it done (They loop again.) Jay Jay, Tracy: We're Santa's little helpers, Merry Christmas, everyone Jay Jay, Tracy: We're Santa's little helpers, with packages of toys Tracy: Hand-selected specially for all the girls and boys Jay Jay: While they enjoy a silent night, our work has just begun Jay Jay, Tracy: We're Santa's little helpers, Merry Christmas, everyone We're Santa's little helpers, Merry Christmas, everyone (They spin themselves in a barrel roll slowly.) We're Santa's little helpers, Merry Christmas, everyone Jay Jay: Merry Christmas, Tracy. Tracy: (giggles) You too, Jay Jay. Narrator: After a long night of deliveries, the planes returned home to Tarrytown Airport. They were tired, but very, very happy. Snuffy: Wowwee!!! We got presents, too! Jay Jay: Yikes! I was so busy having fun delivering presents, that I forgot all about getting one myself! Tracy: I guess it was more fun giving Santa our help, then getting presents from him, huh? Jay Jay: You know? It really was. I'm never gonna worry about my Christmas wish list again. Just being Santa's helper was the best present I could've ever gotten. Herky: Yeah! And we got to meet Santa Clause, for-r-r r-r-real! Snuffy: And, he liked my Christmas tree. Tracy: I think we all did pretty well this Christmas, and we haven't even opened our presents yet. Jay Jay: (from o.s.) Yeah. (Pull back to frame him.) Um...there's just one thing, though. Tracy: What, Jay Jay? Jay Jay: If we planes delivered all the presents to Tarrytown, then who delivered our presents? Revvin' Evan: (from o.s.) Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho! Evan: Merry Christmas, guys! (Close-up.) Looks like I got those gifts to ya just in time. Other four: Revvin' Evan?! Evan: Boy, it sure was fun helping Santa Clause. But, uh...there's only one teeny-tiny, eensy-weensy little problem... Jay Jay: What? Evan: You gotta get me down from here! (He swerves around.) Whoaaaaa, hey! Narrator: Well, they did manage to get Revvin' Evan down. (Cut from one amused aircraft to another.) Then, they had the best Christmas Day ever, full of fun, friendship and giving. (Overview of the airport; Evan has gone.) It was a Christmas they'd never, ever forget.
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