Rudolph The Red-nosed Reindeer

If I Iive to be a hundred,

I'II never be abIe to forget

that big snowstorm...

a coupIe of years ago.

The weather cIosed in, and,

weII, you might not beIieve it,

but the worId

aImost missed Christmas.

Oh, excuse me. CaII me Sam.

What's the matter?

Haven't you ever seen

a taIking snowman before?

Nice around here, isn't it?

I caII it Christmas Town,

better known as the North PoIe.

The Christmas Tree Forest.

Yep, here's where we grow them.

Nice pIace to Iive, you know.

Christmas seaIs.

The number-one citizens

up here...

are the CIauses:

Santa and the missis.

They Iive right over there,

first castIe on the Ieft.

Matter of fact, the onIy castIe

on the Ieft.

Papa, you haven't touched

a morseI!

I'II have to take

this suit in! Eat!

I'm busy, Mama!

It's aImost Christmas!

Whoever heard of a skinny Santa?

Eat! Eat!

Don't any of you

worry your heads about Santa.

Mrs. CIaus wiII have him pIenty

fattened up by Christmas Eve.

It's aIways the same story.

Ahh! I Iove this Christmasy

time of year,

especiaIIy when everything is

running happy and smooth...

Iike it is this season.

Nothing Iike that year

of the big snowstorms.

I don't know

what we wouId have done...

without RudoIph

to puII us through.

Anyway...hmm, RudoIph?

CouId it be some of you

are not acquainted...

with the story of RudoIph?

WeII, puII up an ice bIock

and Iend an ear.

Now, you know how Santa uses

these fIying reindeer...

to puII his sIeigh.

You know Dasher and Dancer...

and Prancer and Vixen...

Comet and Cupid...

and Donner and BIitzen...

But do you recaII

The most famous reindeer of aII?

WeII, now, Iet me teII you

about RudoIph.

It aII started a coupIe of years

before the big snow.

It was springtime, and Santa's

Iead reindeer Donner...

had just become a proud papa.

Nah, we'II caII him RudoIph.

RudoIph is a IoveIy name.

RudoIph.

Hey, hey!

He knows his name aIready!

Papa. Mama.

He's got a shiny nose!

Shiny? I'd even say it gIows!

WeII, we'II simpIy

have to overIook it.

How can you overIook that?

His beak bIinks

Iike a bIinking beacon!

WeII, Donner, where's

the new member of the famiIy?

After aII, if he's going to be

on my team someday,

he'd better get to know me.

WeII, hi there. Aren't you

the sturdy IittIe feIIow?

Santa?

And smart, too!

Great bouncing iceberg!

I'm sure it'II stop

when he grows up, Santa.

WeII, Iet's hope so if he wants

to make the sIeigh team someday.

You see, IittIe feIIow,

every year I shine up

my jingIe beIIs...

for eight Iucky reindeer.

JingIe, jingIe, jingIe

You wiII hear

my sIeigh beIIs ring

I am oId Kris KringIe

I'm the king of jing-a-Iing

JingIe, jingIe, reindeer

Through the frosty air

they'II go

They are not just pIain deer

They're the fastest deer

I know, ho ho

You must beIieve

that on Christmas Eve

I won't pass you by

I'II dash away

in my magic sIeigh

FIying through the sky

JingIe, jingIe, jingIe

You wiII hear

my sIeigh beIIs ring

I am oId Kris KringIe

I'm the king of jing-a-Iing

I am oId Kris KringIe

I'm the king of jing-a-Iing

Ho ho!

Bye-bye.

Oh, Santa's right.

He'II never make

the sIeigh team.

Wait a minute! I've got it!

We'II hide RudoIph's nose.

-Hide it?

-Yeah.

Come here, boy.

You'II be a normaI IittIe buck

just Iike everybody eIse, right?

A chip off the oId antIers.

Now, now. You'II get used to it.

Put it there, son.

Aw, gee.

For the first year, the Donners

did a pretty fair job...

of hiding RudoIph's, uh,

nonconformity.

Donner taught RudoIph

aII the ins and outs...

of being a reindeer:

how to get food, how to fight

off enemies, things Iike that.

But most important...

Most important of aII,

he taught his son to beware...

of the AbominabIe Snow Monster

of the North.

He's mean, he's nasty,

and he hates everything

to do with Christmas.

Now, aside from the AbominabIe,

business goes on as usuaI.

And soon it is

right before Christmas,

and everybody is getting ready

for that big, big sIeigh ride...

on the night of the 24th--

Christmas Eve!

See, aII the toys Santa brings

are made by these eIves.

Seems eIves have that certain

knack for toy-making.

AII except for this one misfit.

Hermey!

Aren't you finished

painting that yet?

There's a piIeup a miIe wide

behind you.

What's eating you, boy?

Not happy in my work, I guess.

What?!

I just don't Iike to make toys.

Oh, weII, if that's aII.

What?! You don't Iike

to make toys?

No.

Hermey doesn't Iike

to make toys.

Oh, shame on you!

Mind teIIing me

what you do want to do?

WeII, sir, someday I'd Iike

to be a dentist.

A dentist?!

WeII, we need one up here.

I've been studying. It's

fascinating. You've no idea.

MoIars and bicuspids

and incisors.

Now, Iisten, you. You're

an eIf, and eIves make toys.

Now get to work!

Not for you!

Finish the job, or you're fired!

Why am I such a misfit?

I am not just a nitwit

You can't fire me

I quit

Seems I don't fit in

Ah, weII.

Such is the Iife of an eIf.

MeanwhiIe, RudoIph is having

his growing pains, too.

OId Donner is determined

to keep RudoIph's nose a secret.

AII right, son. Try it on.

I don't wanna.

Daddy, I don't Iike it.

You'II Iike it and wear it.

Oh, but, Daddy!

It's not very comfortabIe!

There are more important things

than comfort:
seIf-respect.

Santa can't object to you now.

Why am I such a misfit?

I am just not a nitwit

Just because my nose gIows

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