A Muppet Family Christmas

Haul out the holly

We're heading home so we can

start to celebrate

Fill up the stockings

We may be rushing things

But we can hardly wait now

For we need a little Christmas

right this very minute

Candles in the window

Carols at the spinet

Yes, we need a little Christmas

right this very minute

It hasn't snowed a single flurry

Fozzie, we're all in a hurry

Guys, this is the best idea

we've had in years--

Christmas at my mother's farm.

Sounds great, but don't you think

we should have called your mother...

to let her know we were coming?

How little you understand bears.

My mother loves surprises.

- Good thing. She's in for a beauty.

- Surprise, surprise!

You see, I know what she is doing

this very second.

There she is in the old farmhouse

on the snowy hill...

nice and cozy by a roaring fire.

All the Christmas decorations

will be up...

and Ma will be

in her rocking chair, knitting...

and feeling just a little sad...

that she's all alone

for the holidays.

Well, the plane leaves for California

in three hours.

Ho-ho, Christmas in Malibu!

I'm going to lie on the beach

and catch some rays.

Wocka, wocka!

Oh, this is going to be

such a surprise!

Haul out the holly

Turn on the brightest string of

Lights we've ever seen

Slice up the fruitcake

It's time we hung some tinsel

On that evergreen bough

For we need a little music

need a little laughter

Need a little singing

ringing through the rafter

And we need a little slappy

happy ever after

We need a little

Christmas

Now

Well, I think I have everything.

Yes, the airline ticket,

my suntan lotion, the--

Come in.

Hello, is this Grizzly Farm?

Oh, you must be the renter.

Come in, come in!

Yes, yes, I'm Doc.

Are you my landlady?

No, Sprocket, I didn't know

I was renting from a bear.

Oh, mind your step! Be careful.

There's an icy patch there.

I'm just so glad someone's going to be

staying in the house while I'm gone.

Yes, well, Sprocket and I--

He's my dog, Sprocket.

We're certainly delighted

to be renting the place.

We've been wanting to spend a nice,

quiet Christmas in the country.

You've come to the right place.

Put your things in the bedroom

at the top of the stairs.

Thank you.

Now who could that be?

Merry Christmas!

- Son!

- Mom!

It's so good to see you.

Well, what the--

A surprise!

No, no, the real surprise is...

- I brought all my friends with me!

- What?

- Come on, everybody!

- Merry Christmas!

Be careful of the icy patch.

- Aren't you glad to see us all?

- Well, I should say.

Excuse me, Mrs. Bear.

Remember me?

I rented this place

to have a nice, quiet Christmas.

Peace on earth!

Give me present.

Be careful, Sprocket. These could be

from some foreign planet.

Actually, they're from television.

I recognized Fozzie's weirdo friends.

- Yeah, we're proud of it too.

- Why am I here?

Tell me, are these anything like these

Fraggles you keep telling me about?

Come on!

Mom, I want you to meet someone.

This is my boss, my friend,

my inspiration.

The one who gave me my big break

in the show business-- Kermit.

- Oh, yeah, the lizard.

- Well, frog, actually.

Listen, Mrs. Bear, I know there are

an awful lot of us here, so I just--

Don't you worry about it.

There's plenty of room for everybody.

Excuse me.

You promised me

a nice, quiet Christmas.

You think you're disappointed?

I just took three months

of surfing lessons for zip.

Telephone! Telephone!

That's just Animal.

Hello, hello, hello!

Give me present!

Pig.

Hello? Piggy?

Kermie, my dear cher.

It's you.

Yes, Piggy, it's me.

Hey, listen, where are you?

You were supposed to come

to the farmhouse with us.

I know, Kermie, but I forgot about...

a teensy-weensy photo session

I just scheduled.

Now give me more

over the shoulder, honey. Hold it.

Well, hurry up.

Do not worry so,

my little green hunk.

- Oh, yeah, couldn't be nicer.

- Thank you.

My chauffeurJerome is ready

to whisk me away...

into your arms at the farmhouse.

- Oh, beautiful, beautiful.

- I must go. I'm rather busy. See you.

Okay, bye.

Kissy-kissy! Bye-bye!

- Now do that pouty thing.

- Oh, yes.

Fabulous!

You'll find more bedrooms

up the stairs.

But those are our bedrooms!

We rented this place.

- Not more.

- Fozzie, get that door!

- Okay, Mom!

- Up the stairs.

Swedish Chef!.

Watch out for that icy patch there.

You mean, you're here to cook

the Christmas turkey for us.

Let's go to the kitchen!

Now, where did my little

chickiepoo Camilla get to?

I'll get it.

- Yes?

- Hi there.

- You're a turkey.

- Of course.

Come on outside.

We gotta talk.

Sure, there are rats and chickens here.

We always have rats and chickens.

You're in the wrong place

at the wrong time now.

Take a walk, fly south

for the winter. Anything!

I was invited for Christmas

by some guy who spoke Swedish.

- Oh, brother.

- Had a white chef's hat on.

Sounds like a nice vacation.

Listen. That guy is a chef.

Don't you realize it could be

very dangerous for turkeys around here?

Not to worry. I'm a survivor.

Now, where's my room?

If you're not careful,

it'll be in the oven.

So long, bucko.

See you at dinner.

What seems to be the trouble, Fozzie?

The chef is a little bit angry...

because of all the rats and chickens

in his kitchen.

How about we send them

to his bedroom instead?

All right, let's go.

Come on, head 'em out.

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