(soft music)
- [Narrator] Long, long ago, when myth was fact
and magic was real,
Santa was king of the Arctic colonies.
And all those under his rule revered him
as you would a god.
His queen stood by his side in all endeavors,
and they were blessed with four sons.
For many years, there was peace, prosperity and wealth.
But there was one of Santa's favorite courtiers
who believed himself above all others.
A creature with cunning and ruthless ambition.
Resentment spread like fire, engulfing the community.
Santa saw the coming storm but was unable
to slow its advance.
A being designed for one thing
was now programmed for another.
Santa knew he had to be stopped,
so exiled him from the kingdom.
But this conflict was too great,
even for Santa and his army.
A battle ensued like no other that had been seen before.
After a long and bloody war, many souls were lost.
Two of them being his youngest sons.
(soft music)
On returning home, Santa discovered his wife,
disemboweled, slit from throat to pelvis.
Strung up and displayed in a ghastly show of force.
Santa was destroyed, his heart shattered.
He was consumed with revenge,
intent on merciless retribution,
determined to finally end the war.
They captured Jack alive and subjected him
to immeasurable pain and suffering.
Finally, Santa thrust the knife deep into Jack's body.
Santa ordered his dismemberment,
each piece to represent his own shattered heart.
At the very ends of the kingdom and beyond,
each piece was buried deep beneath hallowed ground.
But there was one rider who was swayed by the power
that was held within his box.
This caused a disruption in the ritual.
For if those pieces were ever to be reunited,
there would be no way of preventing more bloodshed.
Upon his death and without having discharged his duty,
an essence of Jack's spirit was liberated from the ritual.
Balance had not been restored.
And there followed a cold like no other.
This is now known
as the Great Frost.
(soft music)
Santa was unaware of the rider who had betrayed him
by not burying the piece of Jack,
and therefore believed the Great Frost
was a result of his own pride.
(soft dramatic music)
(upbeat rock music)
(runner whimpering)
(upbeat rock music)
- Come on.
(upbeat rock music)
(Ross groaning)
No, no, no.
You two go on ahead, get everything we need.
I'll bury this.
- No, Dad.
- Just go.
(dramatic music)
Go!
(upbeat dramatic music)
(Ross groaning)
(groaning continues)
(Jack laughing)
- I don't know.
Lock the door.
- But Dad's out there.
- Lock the door.
(soft dramatic music)
(door latching)
(Lesley screaming and crying)
- I'll find something to cool it down.
There must be something here.
Stay there. I'll be right back.
- (cries) Hurry, it really hurts.
(match striking)
(soft mysterious music)
(Ross groaning)
(mysterious music)
(Jack chuckling)
- Oh good God.
- What do you think you're doing?
- Ah!
- You think you can bury me and then I'll go away?
It doesn't work like that.
(upbeat rock music)
You can't bury me that easily.
(soft music)
(wind whistling)
(soft music)
- Mum?
- Sh sh, sh.
- [Lesley] Mum?
(mysterious music)
- There's nothing here.
(both screaming)
- No!
(Lesley whimpering)
Fuck.
Where are they?
(Lesley whimpering)
Mum?
(candles rattling)
Fuck.
(soft music)
Mum?
(Helen screaming)
- Lesley, Lesley!
(women screaming)
- Waiting for a kiss under the mistletoe?
- No.
- No?
Maybe next time.
(Helen gasping)
- Fuck you!
Fuck you!
No!
(flesh tearing)
- Ready for the grand reveal?
(suspenseful music)
Did you really think you could stop me?
This isn't a fairy tale.
There are no happy endings.
One more piece, and I'll be whole again.
And you'll be glad it ends here.
Get back here.
- Is this what you need?
- Give it to me.
- Over my dead body.
- You fail to understand the irony of that statement.
(bell tolling)
I will be back one Christmas Eve when you least expect it.
(mysterious music)
(whooshing)
(woman screaming)
(mysterious music)
(piano music)
(soft mysterious music)
(birds singing)
(door closing)
- Geez, Dad. You sure got a lotta stuff.
Looks like a second coming of winter.
- Shops are closed for two days,
and we need to be prepared.
- There's prepared, and then there's prepared.
- You'll thank me later when everyone else has run out
of mince pies and we're the only ones
on the street who still have any.
- Mum, are you hearing this?
Dad reckons the whole neighborhood's gonna run out
of food and we'll have to ration what we've got,
like we're the clergy and this is Goodwill.
- Clergy?
I have my robes upstairs, I think I'd make
a superb man of the cloth.
- Oh (laughs).
Why do you have all this stuff?
- Don't be disrespectful. That's your grandmother's.
(bag rattling)
- Ooh, I'll take these.
Thanks, Dad.
(scissors cutting)
I didn't ask for that.
- Dammit, Pepper.
- What?
- I thought you were in the kitchen.
- I was. Now I'm here.
- Don't sneak up on me.
Just one swipe with my secret stealth reaction death hand
and you'd be flat on the floor before you'd even realize
that my hand had moved.
- If that is for me, though, Mum,
you seriously don't know me very well.
- It's for Laura.
- Laura?
- Mm-hm.
- Is she coming?
- Yeah, her mum has gone to Cuba with her new toy boy,
so she's spending Christmas with us.
- Why did no one ask me first?
- This is not a democracy.
You don't get a vote until you're 18.
At least.
- You know her and I don't get on.
- It's only for a few days, and you're about the same age.
You'll find things to talk about, boys and TV shows.
- I'm not 12 anymore.
- You'll always be my little girl.
- Blech.
- (laughs) Don't be so extra.
- Ugh, all right, oh my God, I need to get out of here. Bye.
- She is definitely your daughter.
- No no no, you can't pin that one on me.
She's definitely your daughter.
- How so?
- She has your attitude.
- You mean flippant. Are you calling me flippant?
- You can be hardheaded at times.
- You just keep digging that grave, James.
- You know I love you.
- Mm, you called me flippant.
- No, I called you carefree. You called yourself flippant.
- Just keep twisting those words, Mr. English Teacher.
- Professor. Are you denigrating my profession?
- Well, you changed it.
- Now that does hurt my feelings.
- You know I love my sexy English professor.
- Maybe later I'll show you my detention room.
- Oh, I can't wait.
(birds singing)
(soft mysterious music)
- Hey, Mum.
- Hello, dear.
- Didn't think you were coming down today.
- I needed the exercise.
- Oh. Are you all right?
- I'm okay. It's just that time of year, you know.
- Yeah, I know.
Um, I, uh ...
I had something we wanted to discuss.
- Oh?
- Yeah, we've got Laura coming to stay for a few days,
and, well, you know it's not a surprise
that her mum does the whole Christmas thing.
- Okay, I know.
- Which means that Laura celebrates Christmas.
- Are you saying?
- I think we should.
- You know why I don't?
- I know, and we never have. And it's not fair.
- Fair?
There's nothing fair about that maniac killing my family
and half the people down my street.
You know what happened. I told you many times.
- I know.
But Pepper has never had a proper Christmas.
You know, I know we do the small things like gifts,
but she's never had a proper tree,
she's never sung Christmas carols.
And, well, I don't think it's fair
to take that magic away from someone.
- You know why we don't celebrate Christmas.
I don't believe you would even think about ...
- I know, and you don't have to join in.
I just thought it would be nice for the girls.
Mum?
Are you all right?
(Lesley breathing hard)
- How,
how could you do this to me?
- Hey.
I'm not doing this to you.
- Alba, I brought you up better than this.
I sent you to self-defense classes
so that you would be prepared.
- I am prepared.
If anything happens, I'm prepared.
- I don't want any part of it.
(Alba sighing)
- Well you can't just stay in your room all day.
- It's safer that way.
- Safer how?
Just because you listen to a few Christmas carols,
it doesn't mean to say that Jack is--
- Don't you dare say his name.
You know my thoughts on this.
I think it's irresponsible.
- It's only one day.
- One day is all it takes.
One day ruined my life.
(footsteps approaching)
Is this your idea?
- I uh ...
- It was my idea.
I'm sorry.
- Sorry
isn't good enough.
(footsteps fading)
(knocking on door)
(birds singing)
- Laura.
- Hi, Uncle James.
- Come in, it's freezing out there.
Hey.
- Baby!
- Patty, hi ya.
- Brought you a Christmas card.
- You didn't have to. You could have just--
- Oh, pish posh.
Wouldn't be neighborly of me not to deliver it
to you personally.
- Well thank you.
We'll drop yours off later.
- Thank you, but it's no hurry.
Although it is Christmas Day tomorrow,
but I've got a few errands to run anywho.
(soft music)
I got one of those too.
- How very strange.
(birds singing)
- Perhaps it's one of the newer neighbors having a party
or something, trying to be all hip and down
with the kids with that creepy note.
I guess it's like a text message, but in letter form.
- Have a lovely evening.
- Bye, love.
- Thanks for having me.
- You are welcome. The more the merrier.
Pep's upstairs if you'd like to go and say hello.
- That's okay. I'll just stay down here with you.
- Yes, of course. And we have a surprise for you as well.
- I didn't think your family did stuff like this.
- We're switching it up this year.
- Is that okay with Alba's mum?
- She'll come around.
You wanna help decorate it?
- Yeah.
(birds singing)
(Laura and James laughing)
(phone pinging)
(birds singing)
(soft mysterious music)
(clock ticking)
(soft mysterious music)
(clock ticking)
(soft mysterious music)
(birds singing)
(soft mysterious music)
(upbeat rock music)
(wind whistling)
(upbeat rock music)
(Patricia humming)
- Dammit.
(phone ringing)
Hello.
(Jack laughing)
Hello?
(mysterious music)
Is anyone there?
(mysterious music)
Is that you, Puss Puss Puss Puss?
Are you there, Jacqueline?
(mysterious music)
(footsteps thudding slowly)
(mysterious music)
(footsteps thudding slowly)
(dramatic music)
(phone ringing)
Hello. You have to help me.
- [Jack] All is calm. All is bright.
- Who is this?
- [Jack] Who wants to die tonight?
Hello, Patricia.
- Oh Lord in heaven!
(ball bouncing)
- It's okay. There are plenty more to go on.
- [Alba] Are you not even interested in helping?
- Not really.
- How do you know if you've never even tried?
- Well that's your fault.
You never wanted to do this before, so why now?
- Laura's here. This is supposed to be a family thing.
- Yeah, but why now?
We never did this because of Nan,
because of some religious reason or something, so.
- No, we never did it because your grandmother
suffered a tragedy on Christmas Eve.
- Right.
So then why doesn't Laura just skip it for a year?
- Why are you being like this?
- I'm not, I'm just ...
We have someone over for Christmas,
and suddenly we celebrate it,
when for years I've been the crazy, weird girl
who hates Christmas because of something that happened
to my nan God knows how many years ago.
Come on.
- I think you're being a tad ungrateful.
- You know what? I'm gonna get an early night.
- Pepper.
- No, I will see you in the morning.
(Alba sighing)
- It's not your fault.
- You didn't need to do this for me.
It's not even a big deal in my family.
- Don't be silly.
We just wanted to make it nice for you
and we've never done this before.
- Sorry, you wouldn't even be doing this
if it wasn't for me.
- Let's just finish this off.
It's looking really good so far.
(soft music)
- Yeah, it is.
(soft upbeat music)
- [Lesley] Pepper?
(knocking on door)
- Hey, Nan.
- Hello, dear.
Did you not want to join in with them downstairs?
- I just think it's really unnecessary.
- It's just one day. It'll be over soon.
Just like all the others.
I want you to have this.
(clock ticking)
(soft mysterious music)
Tell you everything you need to know.
Promise me you'll read it.
- Promise.
- Tonight, if possible.
- Okay.
(soft mysterious music)
Good night, Nan.
(piano music)
(Nan coughing)
(piano music)
(Patricia moaning)
(soft suspenseful music)
- Sorry, didn't quite catch that.
- Just take whatever you want.
- We all know what the best part of Christmas is, right?
The food.
- (wails) No, stop it!
No!
(knife stabbing)
(soft music)
(upbeat rock music)
(Jack laughing)
(soft music)
- Thanks so much for doing this.
Things haven't felt very Christmasy for a while.
Ever since Dad left,
we haven't really done anything festive.
I don't really like Mum's new boyfriend.
- Your mum always has been impulsive.
- But to be honest, she hasn't really mentioned him, so.
- He makes a lotta money.
Anyway, I think I'm gonna go to bed too.
Maybe Pepper and I can watch a Christmas movie in bed.
- Laura, Pepper will come around.
She takes after her mum.
- Good night.
- Night, Laura.
- What are you doing?
- Sh sh, sh sh.
Don't tell anyone.
- Where are you going?
- Just going to see some friends.
- When will you be back?
- Geez, Mum, what's with the questions?
- What if your mum and dad ask me where you are?
- They won't.
And I'll be back before the presents in the morning.
- Okay.
- What?
- It's not that.
- What is it then?
- I sent a message to my mum, and she hasn't responded.
- Okay, well, you can come with us if you want.
We'll pop in a movie or something.
Loud enough so they can't hear.
Mum and Dad won't come in.
- Thank you.
- Just don't embarrass me in front of my friends.
- I won't.
- Can I ask, do you actually know what really happened?
- Only what I've told you.
My grandparents died on Christmas Eve 50 years ago.
Can we not talk about it?
Hm? Can we just enjoy the quiet for a bit longer?
- We never talk about this.
- We never talk about it
because it was a bad time in my life.
All those stories and secrets.
Mum being frightened all the time, it's exhausting.
- But does anyone know who it was?
- No.
Like I said, Mum thinks it was some sort
of mystical creature, a being, Jack Frost.
Like a fairy tale.
- But that's not what you think.
- Hm, no, I don't think that because that would be crazy.
But Mum was so young.
She was, Christ, Pepper's age.
That's gotta play with your mind.
No, I think it was some deranged serial killer who did it
and killed all of them in the street,
and got away with it.
But that was 50 years ago,
so hopefully he's dead and buried by now.
- And Lesley's still suffering, even after all these years.
- Mm-hm.
Don't think you can put a time limit on grief.
- That must have been horrific.
- And then of course she sent my sister and I
to weapons training, self-defense classes.
It was exhausting.
Definitely affected me.
I think her paranoia rubbed off on me,
which is why I've never wanted to celebrate Christmas.
Yeah, it's like an albatross that hangs around my neck.
- Kudos for the literary analogy.
- Oh, thank you.
- So you do listen to me sometimes.
- (laughs) Sometimes I listen.
Sometimes I switch off because sometimes I'm really not
that interested in what you've got to say,
but I do respect your passion.
- At least you can say you can handle yourself in a fight.
- I could take you on anytime.
- I bet you could.
(Alba laughing)
I can keep you safe, you know?
- I shall need it.
(upbeat rock music)
(crickets chirping)
(wind whistling)
(girls laughing)
- Oh, finally.
- Sorry, ladies.
- Um, who's that?
- It's my cousin, Laura.
Laura, this is Sophie, Tara and Lily.
- Is she reliable?
- She won't tell.
- She doesn't know what we have in store yet.
If my dad finds out, he'll kill all of us.
- Oh, no one's gonna find out, and no one's dying tonight.
- Good.
- Take a seat then.
We have sweets and vodka.
- Oh, just pass me a drink.
(upbeat mysterious music)
(muffled speaking)
(mysterious music)
(woman screaming)
(mysterious music)
- Knock knock.
(upbeat rock music)
I'm back.
(upbeat rock music)
(clock ticking)
(soft music)
(girls laughing)
- Hey, does anybody know a good ghost story?
- Ugh, no.
- I have one.
(wind whistling)
- I know that book.
My nan gave me that. Why have you got it?
- I was just reading it. I hope that's okay.
- Knock yourself out. Wasn't gonna read it anyway.
- [Sophie] Well, what does it say?
- Let's see, um.
It looks like there was a big battle centuries
ago in the Arctic.
- [Alba] Strange.
- It's in the ingredients.
I don't like them either,
but wouldn't be mulled wine without them.
- Not that.
There aren't any lights are on
at any of the other houses in the street.
- It's not that strange.
- It's like a power cut.
- It probably is.
- Then I didn't hear the generator kick in,
so it can't be a power cut.
- Maybe they've all gone to bed early
hoping that Santa will drop off their presents first.
- Just be serious for a minute.
- Geez, I'm sure it's fine. You do worry a lot.
- I don't like it.
(soft mysterious music)
- I didn't like that story.
- Yeah, I've listened to all stories about Jack Frost
growing up, and I've never heard any of that stuff.
- It's just a story.
- Yeah, like Santa's real.
- Who do you think brought you all those ponies
that you wanted when you was a girl.
- No one bought me ponies.
- Case in point.
He's not real, that's what I'm saying.
- Oh. Clever.
- Okay, on that note, I'm going for a wee.
- Don't go far.
- I'm going for a piss, not a hike.
- Are we safe here?
- We always have been before.
- No, I mean,
from,
you know.
- Don't tell me you're scared.
- Staying in this creepy church,
Christ knows, Leatherface could show up or some shit.
I don't really like horror stories.
- Firstly, you need to stop watching horror movies.
Secondly, why did you ask if anyone has a horror story?
- I don't know, I just didn't think any of you guys
would have a scary story to tell.
- Well, lucky for you,
monsters don't exist.
Do they, Laura?
- Yeah, there's no such thing as monsters.
(Pepper laughing)
(phone beeping)
(Alba sighing)
(line busy)
- Oh, come on, it's busy.
- She's probably on the phone to her family,
boring them about some such or other.
It is Christmas Eve after all.
- No, the lights are out.
Patty wouldn't be sitting there in the dark.
She's not like that.
- I wouldn't worry.
- But I am worried.
What if something's happened to her?
- Do you want me to go and check on her?
- No. No, I'll go.
(soft mysterious music)
(crickets chirping)
(soft suspenseful music)
(crickets chirping)
(soft suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music)
(woman screaming)
(crickets chirping)
(lights jingling)
(Sophie screaming)
- What was that?
- I don't know.
Probably Sophe falling into her piss pot or something.
- No. No, that didn't sound right.
(wind whistling)
Sophe?
- I don't like this.
- Grab your torches.
(soft mysterious music)
(wind whistling)
(mysterious music)
- Patty?
(soft mysterious music)
Patty?
(wind whistling)
Anyone?
(mysterious music)
- Sophie!
- What the hell?
- Sophie, this isn't funny.
- Guys, I think we should get back inside.
- No, she's just being a dick.
Come on, this isn't funny taking a piss out
with Nan's scary background.
(bells jingling)
Hey, cut the shit out, come on!
(alarm beeping)
(door creaking)
(alarm beeping)
- Patty? Patty?
(Alba coughing)
(alarm beeping)
Oh, God.
(Alba coughing)
Oh (coughs).
(alarm beeping)
(Alba coughing)
(suspenseful music)
(alarm beeping)
(suspenseful music)
(Alba gasping)
(suspenseful music)
(Alba screaming)
(crickets chirping)
- What is that?
(soft mysterious music)
- Oh my God.
- (gasps) Oh my God.
(dramatic music)
Sophie?
(dramatic music)
Sophie, Sophie, wake up.
(dramatic music)
- Have you got her?
- Mm-hm, yep.
(dramatic music)
- Sophie, wake up.
Hey, Sophie, wake up.
Wake up.
Sophie. Sophie, wake up.
Sophie. Sophie.
Wake up.
(Sophie coughing)
Oh my God.
Oh my God, Sophie.
(soft mysterious music)
(Sophie gasping)
(Sophie coughing)
(dramatic music)
We need to get out of here.
Sophie?
- Sophie, stop it! Let her go!
Sophie, stop it!
(dramatic music)
(Pepper gasping)
(dramatic music)
(bones crunching)
(soft mysterious music)
(bones crunching)
- Who's ready for the Christmas celebration?
(girls screaming)
- [Alba] James? James!
- What's happened?
- Oh my God. - What on Earth's going on?
- She's dead.
Somebody's killed her. She's dead.
- Jesus Christ!
- Go call the police!
Hurry up, hurry up!
It's my fault anyway.
- It's not working.
- What do you mean it's not working?
- Exactly that.
There's no signal.
- What?
(lights flickering)
(suspenseful music)
(upbeat rock music)
(Laura breathing hard)
(soft mysterious music)
- Where are they?
- You can't run forever.
(dramatic music)
(Tara breathing hard)
(Tara gasping)
(Tara whimpering)
(weapon striking)
(body scraping)
(dramatic music)
Looks like I'm having my Christmas presents early this year.
(body thudding)
I wonder what Santa brought me.
(body thudding)
(soft music)
Sounds
fragile.
(soft music)
(Laura breathing hard)
- I know they were right behind me.
(Pepper breathing hard)
- What just happened?
- I think it was Jack Frost (breathes hard).
(soft mysterious music)
- No, no.
(speaking indistinctly)
(birds singing)
(Pepper whimpering)
- What was wrong with Sophie?
- Somewhere in the book,
it can take over your vessel if you're open to it.
(Pepper whimpering)
- What does that even mean?
What does that mean? Is she one of them now?
- Maybe.
(soft music)
- Okay.
We have to go home.
(soft music)
We have to get back to the house, okay?
Okay, okay?
Come on.
(birds singing)
(soft suspenseful music)
(upbeat rock music)
(Lily gasping)
- Stay back.
- What have you got there?
(flame roaring)
(upbeat rock music)
- Take that, you frosty sot!
(flame roaring)
No.
(upbeat dramatic music)
- You didn't think that through, did you?
(upbeat dramatic music)
(door creaking and closing)
(Lily shrieking)
Bad idea. Hiding in a church, alone.
Now, are you gonna come here?
Because I really can't keep chasing you.
- Stay back!
- Oh, she doesn't wanna go down easy, huh?
Well, I'm a bit worn out.
So how about we settle this now?
(Lily screaming)
(ice crackling)
(soft music)
(Jack chuckling)
That'll stop you.
(mysterious music)
(Lily screaming)
- We have to help her.
- We need to get help.
- We can't just leave her.
- What are you gonna do, take on that maniac?
- We've got to do something.
- The best thing we can do is get help.
- There you are.
You are my friends.
Just let me give you your presents.
- Sophie, you don't have to do this.
- It's Christmas,
after all.
- Run!
(upbeat rock music)
(door opening)
(girls gasping)
(Pepper groaning)
(upbeat rock music)
- Nan! Nan!
Nan!
(Pepper screaming)
Nan!
(girls screaming)
(dramatic music)
(girls screaming)
(dramatic music)
(group shouting)
(dramatic music)
(knife striking)
(body thudding)
(knife clattering)
(Pepper breathing hard)
- Where have you two been?
- It was him.
- Him, him who, him who?
- Jack Frost.
- Oh God.
Oh God.
Oh God, no.
Mum was, Mum was right.
- What does this mean?
- I don't know how, but something is happening.
- What do you mean?
You knew about this?
- I found Patty.
In her home, she's, she's,
she's dead.
- Oh my God.
Oh my God.
(Alba groaning)
(Pepper retching)
(Pepper sniffing)
- I just killed my friend.
- We need to call someone.
- We can't.
- What do you mean?
- There's no signal.
- What do we do?
(soft music)
(wind whistling)
(clock ticking)
(ice crackling)
- I'm back.
- Dear God.
- And now I'm here to complete my job.
- I knew I'd see you again.
- It's been long enough, Lesley. I told you I'd be back.
You managed to outsmarted me last time,
but you can't fool me with the same trick again.
Where is it?
- Somewhere you'll never find it.
- I don't need you to find it.
(clock tolling)
- Look at the time.
(wind whistling)
- Well, well, well, looks I get
to stick around a little longer.
(soft suspenseful music)
(Lesley reading in foreign language)
(ice crackling)
- Mum!
You kids stay down here.
(dramatic music)
(Lesley reading in foreign language)
- You think you couldn't count me?
Where?
- Mum!
(dramatic music)
No!
(Alba breathing hard)
Where is she?
Mum.
No!
(Alba crying)
No, God, no no, no no no no.
- I'm sorry.
(Alba crying)
- No.
(clock ticking)
(soft music)
- What happened?
- It's him.
- Wh-what, what do we do now?
- We need to get out of here. I'll go get the car.
- [Pepper] Okay, I'll come with you.
- [James] No, you're staying here.
- No way. You need someone to look out for you.
- Okay, but stay close. Any sign of trouble, you run.
I'm going to get the car. I'll be right back.
(soft mysterious music)
(crickets chirping)
(soft mysterious music)
(wind whistling)
(soft mysterious music)
- Keep your eyes open.
(suspenseful music)
(engine sputtering)
- Come on.
(engine sputtering)
- So, if we melt him and let him soak
into hallowed ground, we might still be able to stop him.
It says here that he's at his most vulnerable
when he's vaporized or in vapor form,
so as long as he's not whole, we might still have time.
Alba?
(soft suspenseful music)
I know this is hard, but we need you.
We need you to be you again,
because we can't do this without you.
So you need to suck it up and mourn later.
And you need to help me work out what to do,
because we, we are counting on you.
(soft music)
Did your mum not prepare you for this?
(soft piano music)
- I heard him say, where is it?
- That means there's still time.
Where did she hide it?
- I have no idea.
- You know your mum better than anyone.
- I don't know where to start.
(engine sputtering)
(engine starting and revving)
- Yes.
(engine revving)
- [Pepper] How long till we're ready to go?
- One minute, one minute, God help us.
(engine revving)
- Are we ready to go?
- Yes.
(ice crackling)
(soft mysterious music)
- Dad?
Dad, quick, get out! Get outta the car.
Dad, get outta the car! Get outta the car.
No!
(dramatic music)
- [James] Go, go, go!
(suspenseful music)
(wind whistling)
(suspenseful music)
(Jack laughing)
- Good, run, run, run.
(upbeat rock music)
(ground breaking)
(soft suspenseful music)
(door closing)
- [Pepper] Mum (cries)!
- What? - Mum!
- Where's Dad?
- He got Dad. He got Dad (cries).
(Pepper crying)
(Alba screaming)
- Oh, you're fucking dead, Frost!
Do you hear me? I'm gonna kill you!
(Pepper crying)
(upbeat dramatic music)
(Alba screaming)
(upbeat dramatic music)
- There's no use fighting.
I've had you since I rose.
(Alba whimpering)
- Stop that!
(glass breaking)
- You're not getting away with this.
(weapon thudding)
(whooshing)
(wind whistling)
(dramatic music)
(soft mysterious music)
- Mum.
Mum, are you okay?
- I need to cut the joint, quick.
(appliance buzzing)
(Alba screaming)
(bones crunching)
(dramatic music)
- Mum!
(Alba groaning)
It's okay. It's okay.
(flame roaring)
(both breathing hard)
(Alba screaming)
- I gpt you.
(soft music)
- [Pepper] So what do we do now?
- He's looking for the last part of his body.
He wants to become whole again.
- Okay, so where do we find it?
- It says here that his body parts have been
scattered all over the world in the hopes that he'd never
be reunited with them and get back to his full power.
It says that Santa's descendants
are the gatekeepers of each piece.
- Which means ...
- What?
- You're related to Santa.
- Hold the fucking phone.
You're telling me that we're related
to the big red guy with the beard?
- Absolutely, yeah.
- That's some claim to fame.
(soft music)
Okay, so what do we do now then?
- Well, we could wait the night out
until he goes into hibernation for another year.
- No no no, I don't wanna take that chance.
If he finds it before we do,
we'll never be able to stop him.
We've got to find it first.
- How?
How do we find it?
- Well your, your mum must have hidden it somewhere.
Where's the last place that people would think to look?
- I don't know.
- I mean, it's pretty slim, she was always in her room
or down at the old church by Granddad's grave.
- Oh God, you're genius.
- What?
- Hallowed, hallowed ground,
the last place anybody would look.
- Yeah, and then if we get that first, we could use it
as leverage, back it into a corner and then vaporize it.
- My thoughts exactly. - Yeah.
- What a crazy night.
(soft music)
(crickets chirping)
(both grunting)
(soft music)
- Sh sh, sh sh sh.
Listen for a moment.
(crickets chirping)
- I don't hear anything.
(shovel scraping)
- All right, let's go faster.
- Easy for you to say. I've dug more earth than you.
Touche.
- Ow.
(shovel banging)
- This has gotta be it.
- Quickly.
Let's get this done.
(crickets chirping)
- I've got it.
- Right in time.
- Whenever you're ready, Jack.
- I could smell before I see, the smell of fear.
- I have what you want.
- Just like that.
- Leave Pepper and Laura out of this.
If I give you what you want,
you have to promise this ends here.
- This sounds familiar.
You do know what I'm going to be capable of
when I obtain this final piece?
- Do we have a deal?
- If you give me what I want,
I promise to leave them alone.
(upbeat rock music)
(soft suspenseful music)
(footstep thudding)
(soft suspenseful music)
(footstep thudding)
You're really going to hand it over, just like that?
(lid creaking)
Huh?
- Now!
- No.
(flames roaring)
(Jack shouting)
(flames roaring)
(dramatic music)
(Alba sighing)
- [Pepper] Do you think that's the last of it?
- No idea.
- According to the book, it could find you
through your bloodline.
- Do you think there's more like us?
Great-great-grandchildren of Santa?
- Maybe you're the last.
There's only piece of Jack left.
- What do we do with this?
- Bury it.
Bury it deep.
- Rip off every single digit
and bury it around the country.
(soft music)
- I'm proud of you.
Both of you.
You did something amazing tonight.
You saved Christmas.
- [Pepper] You're still Grinch, Mum.
- You love it.
(soft music)
(birds singing)
(Jack laughing)
(soft mysterious music)
(upbeat rock music)