The Flight Before Christmas Page #3

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LEADER:
I don't want you

playing with Niko again.

(pained grunt) Next time

he might bring death to us all.

(sighs)

No wolves to be seen.

Where's Niko?

- OONA:
Niko!

- JULIUS:
Niko!

- Niko!

- Niko!

- OONA:
Come on! Niko?

- JULIUS:
Niko, where are you?

- OONA:
Niko's gone!

- SAGA:
Niko?

We have to go back and find him.

I'm sorry, Oona,

but we must continue.

Otherwise, the wolves

will track us down.

Please, Dad, we have to find Niko.

I'm not leaving without my son.

No one leaves the herd!

What if the wolves find your tracks?

- But...

- You'll bring them down on us.

We'll all die.

He's right, Miss Oona.

This is a job for me.

I can avoid the wolves by flying

and spot the boy from the air.

You must promise

to bring him back, Julius.

Don't you worry about a thing.

Niko!

Niko!

Niko! Wait!

Ah. So... where we going?

I'm going to Santa's Fell.

I'm spending Christmas with my dad.

Great idea.

Really? You think so?

Sure! Only...

Well, there is one small detail.

Nobody knows where Santa's Fell is.

So... why don't we go back

to the herd and ask around,

and maybe someone might know.

I know where it is.

Really?

The Flying Forces always disappear

behind that big fell on their way home...

Hey! So does the moon, big guy!

...which means Santa's Fell must be

on the other side of it.

Nonsense!

I have to be strict with you, young man.

I'm drawing this line here,

and if you cross it...

(Niko scoffs)

I will...

Fine! But you're on your own, Niko.

I'm leaving.

You hear that?

That's me, leaving.

Leaving, leaving, leaving.

Good!

'Cause I'm a jinx,

and I'm unreliable.

- Uhh...

- You're better off without me.

Huh?

Oh.

Then again... Santa's Fell?

Are you kidding me?

I've always wanted to go there.

Lots of toys, right?

And elves!

Who doesn't love elves?

(gasps)

(wolves howling)

(gasps)

Doggies!

I'm saved!

How do you lose

a whole herd of reindeer?

(chuckles) Those reindeer

are meanies, boss.

I mean, look at poor Smiley.

They nearly crushed him to death.

What I need's a miracle with this lot!

ESSIE:
Oh, am I glad

to see a friendly face.

Huh?

Hi! How do you do?

- I'm Essie. Nice to meet you.

- Wow!

You would not believe

what I've been through.

One minute I'm minding my own business

while the owners go skiing,

next minute it's like, Hello!

Where are all the signs?

I must have been

wandering around for days.

Be a sweetheart

and fetch me some water.

I am dry as a bone.

(exasperated growl)

Is he a little simple in the head?

(Specs chuckles)

Poor pooch.

(Black Wolf growls)

ESSIE:
You're no pooch.

You're... a wolf.

And you're a marshmallow,

sweet and tasty.

(claws clink; Essie whimpers)

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