Winter Wonderland Page #3

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What'll I do?

Kay's got to have a sword.

Well, boy, look.

There, in the churchyard.

A sword. Archimedes, a sword.

You're going to have a time

pulling it out.

Watch it, boy.

Leave it alone.

But Kay's got to have a sword.

Now, come on, quick.

Let's get out of here.

I believe you're up next, son.

Better get ready.

Kay. Here's a sword.

This is not my sword.

Hold on, Kay. Wait a minute.

"Who so pulleth out this sword..."

It's the sword in the stone.

The sword in the stone. It can't be.

- But, look. It is.

- It's the marvellous sword.

Hold everything. Someone's pulled

the sword from the stone.

Where did you get it, Wart?

I pulled it out of an anvil

that was on a stone

in a churchyard.

- Funny.

- The lad's a young Samson.

You're making a fool of us, boy.

Now, tell the truth.

But I did, sir.

Then, come on. Prove it.

To the stone with you.

- Yes. Prove it.

- Come on. Prove it.

Alright, boy. Let's have the miracle.

Now, wait a minute.

Anyone can pull it

once it's been pulled.

Go to it, Kay.

Give it all you've got.

Put your back into it.

Push him, I say.

- Hold on. That's not fair.

- I say we let the boy try it.

That's what I say.

Give the boy a chance.

Go ahead, son.

It's a miracle. Ordained by heaven.

This boy is our king.

Well, by Jove.

What's the lad's name?

Wart. I mean, Arthur.

Hail, King Arthur.

Hail, King Arthur.

Long live the king.

Now, let's travel

high over the mountains

to the castle nestled in its peaks

to visit our dear friend, Belle.

No matter what time of year it is,

she's always filled with joy

and the Christmas spirit.

There is more

to this time of year

Than sleigh bells and holly,

mistletoe and snow

Those things come and go

much deeper than snow

Stronger than the strongest love

we'll know

We'll ever know

As long as there's Christmas

I truly believe

That hope is the greatest

of the gifts we'll receive

As long as there's Christmas,

we'll all be just fine

A star shines above us,

lighting your way and mine

Just as long as there's Christmas,

there will be Christmas pud

Tons of turkey

And cranberry sauce,

and mince pies, if we're good

Lots of logs on the fire

Lots of gifts on the tree,

all wrapped up in red ribbons

Wonder if there's one for me

We're due for a party,

where on earth do we start?

I may wear my tiara

you bought me in Montmartre

- All the silver will sparkle

- And the china will gleam

And we'll all be as shiny

as a brand-new centime

After dinner, we'll play games

Till the morning breaks through

Then we'll meet in the garden,

this is what we shall do

We will build a snowman

that will reach to the sky

It will stay up until July

What are you doing? Stop!

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