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Willard! Bring in

the videocassette recorder.

Suddenly, I realized that,

I don't have a pension plan...

...I don't have a health plan,

I don't have a dental plan...

...I don't have...

Willard!

Where the hell is my blue hat?

I don't know, Miss Crock.

Do you expect me to go

to my 10:
00 meeting, like this?

No. Absolutely not, Miss Crock.

I'll help you find it.

I'm cold!

You taking a coffee break, lazybones?

All right, it's a good job.

I should have known it was you.

Miss Crock, you have such an appreciation

of fine clothing...

...I was thinking it was time

you buy me a new uniform.

You lookjust fine to me, Willard.

And you're dismissed.

But, it's disintegrating.

The buttons are barely hanging on.

Willard, that is a terrific suit.

Your father worked for me for 30 years.

Wore that suit every day.

Never complained!

Yeah, and then he died.

And then, at the funeral, you made

the undertaker give it back to you...

...so you could stick me in it

for another 15 years.

Just what are you implying?

Miss Crock, it's Christmas time.

I'm only asking for a new uniform.

"Only" a new uniform?

And pretty soon it'll be

"only" a new broom, maybe.

And before you know it,

I will be "only" bankrupt!

Now, would you please

get out of my sight...

...before I kick you in the ass?

It's not my fault

you have frost on your strawberries.

We have a contract.

Well then, I'll see you in court.

Excuse me, ma'am.

- I've got the Danish.

- Okay.

Bring 'em in.

Miss Crock, I'd like you to meet...

...Gunn Froling, Erland Vetterlund,

Per Malmsjo and Bertil Guve.

The executive team

from Copenhagen Snak Food.

Well, I'm just flattered that you're

even considering my little factory.

Lovely output.

That's terrific, Gunn.

You are truly a Great Dane.

Come, gentlemen, I'd like to show you

the Bun room. I'm sure you'll love it.

It's just past Jellies and Creams.

What a bunch of bores!

I never know what those guys are saying.

Never mind about that.

Do you think we've got a deal?

Does Big Boy have a weight problem?

Soon you're going to be

the richest, prettiest...

...sexiest lady in the entire pastry industry.

I've told you, Chip...

...not in the office.

Hey, guys.

Nothing says Christmas Eve

like some hot, spicy chicken wings.

All right!

If they're so yummy, how come

you only show up when it's free?

There he is.

About time!

Can you believe it? The old prune

made me clean her chimney.

Like she thinks Santa's coming

to pay her a visit.

Now, look here. Be careful with this

'cause it's kind of strong.

Willard, you need to make

a New Year's resolution.

Quit working for the ball-buster.

Show her who's boss, man.

Take a sh*t in her soup.

Thanks. That's real constructive.

You know how things are today.

A man has a job, he holds onto it.

In your case, till he dies of old age.

Yeah, like my old man.

You know what he said to me

on his deathbed?

He said, "Stick with Miss Crock.

You'll get ahead."

I don't know what he was talking about.

Merry Christmas, Willard.

Merry Christmas, Rusty.

"Good King Wenceslas looked out

"On the Feast of Stephen"

Oh, Chip...

...it's beautiful!

Now open yours.

I'm so excited.

Oh, Virginia, what a sweet gift!

I know how much you like money.

It's $50,000.

You can buy anything you want with it.

What are you standing around for, Willard?

We don't want a mess now,

do we, on Christmas?

- Will that be all?

- That will not be all.

Merry Christmas.

Miss Crock, I wasn't expecting this.

I thought of something that I knew

you'd be thrilled to death with!

Miss Crock, God bless you.

- Open it!

- You are a good woman.

- What's this?

- Your favorite.

Mincemeat pie.

Where the hell is my suit?

Goodness gracious! Sakes alive!

I thought you'd like it.

- Like it?

- Yes.

And I put a pair of cuff links in there

as well.

You went all out, didn't you?

A pair of crackerjack cuff links

and one shitty pie!

What are you doing?

I thought we were going

to Leroy's Christmas kegger?

Miss Crock said

I gotta spend a night in the box.

Damn! It's more like in Filipino prison.

- "Get in that sweatbox!"

- Leave me alone!

Fine.

Feliz Navidad.

Just in case you get hungry.

Beat it. This is my dinner.

You rat, I'll squash you.

Come here.

I can't believe I've tolerated him

for as long as I have.

He's just a user.

Willard's exploited your generosity.

That's exactly right.

I mean his father, Teddy, was a nice man.

- But enough is enough.

- Really.

Well, tomorrow, we'll...

...fire him.

Throw his stuff in the furnace.

- Santa Claus must be stopped.

- There will be no Christmas this year.

You got that right.

You're not gonna believe this.

The old grinch is gonna fire me.

It's ridiculous.

Why would someone fire their slave?

Because she's mean.

She picked Christmas Day to do it.

Damn! You need revenge.

- Revenge! We need revenge!

- Revenge! We need revenge!

Let's kidnap Santa Claus. We'll break

into his toy shop and seize him!

Maybe those moon men are...

...onto something.

- You mean we should kidnap Santa?

Wait a minute.

Why don't we just kidnap Miss Crock?

- No, it's crazy.

- No, that's brilliant!

We'll grab Granny

and hold her ass for ransom.

And if they don't pay,

we start hacking off her fingers.

First her thumb, then her pointer...

...then her little nasty finger.

What are you talking about?

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