Silent Night, Deadly Night Part 2 Page #2

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- Left you alone.

- He didn't leave me.

He was 18.

Mother Superior got him a job...

at the local toy store.

That's very good.

Very realistic.

Isn't it, Mrs. Randall? He's

definitely fat and jolly.

Take a closer look at yourself

in the mirror, Billy.

Picture that.

Now just remember,

lots of "Ho, ho, ho. "

Try not to scare

the little bastards.

I guess they think

the old guy's scary.

- Silly, isn't it?

- Silly.

Stop it. Please, stop it.

Do you have any idea what you're

doing? You're being naughty.

I don't bring toys

to naughty children.

I punish them...

severely.

He sure knows how

to handle kids.

He's great, isn't he?

Mommy.

We wish you

a merry Christmas

We wish you

a merry Christmas

We wish you

a merry Christmas

And a happy new year

Good tidings for you

Wherever you are

We wish you

a merry Christmas

And a happy new year

Hey, Santa,

you'd better sober up.

You got a long night

ahead of you.

- Huh? - You remember what Santa

does on Christmas eve, don't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I know what he does.

Santa's waiting

Christmas eve

is slowly fading

Can you hear him

in the night

Close the door

Turn out the light

Santa's watching

Santa's creeping

Now you're nodding

Now you're sleeping

Were you good

for Mom and Dad

Oh, stop it.

Come on. Come on.

Don't do that, Andy.

Andy. Uh-uh.

No. Don't do that.

Come on.

Let's go back now.

Andy, stop it!

Please, Andy. No!

No!

Naughty!

You bastard.

You're crazy.

Get the hell away from me!

Did you hear something?

I didn't hear anything, Mr. Simms.

Must have been your imagination.

Punishment is good!

I heard something, by God.

No.

Anybody in here?

Mr. Simms.

Mr. Simms!

Come out here and see this.

This is lovely.

Mr. Simms, are you

hiding in there?

Answer.

Operator.

Thank God.

No!

But it wasn't his fault.

It couldn't be.

Then whose fault was it?

It was that b*tch Superior.

- She made him do it.

- Was Billy being naughty?

No.

They were naughty.

He punished the bad ones.

How did he know

who the bad ones were?

He didn't

have to look very far.

Oh, sh*t.

What?

Sorry, Tommy. I

gotta go upstairs for a minute.

What for? Um, the cat

wants to come inside.

How do you know? I heard her

collar jingling at the door.

Uh...

There you are, you bad kitty.

Punish!

What are you doing?

No! No!

Punish. Punish!

Holy sh*t.

Denise?

Are you okay?

If this is some kind

of joke, I'm gonna kill her.

Operator.

Operator!

Operator, I need the police.

Dial 911 for emergency...

Sir, is this a joke?

Punish.

Punish.

No!

But the others were innocent.

Oh, no. They deserved it.

But no one understood.

Not even the police.

Can you believe this?

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