The Ultimate Christmas Present Page #2

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Hey, Allie, Sam.

Hi, Blake!

Hi, Blake!

Can You Guys

Still Come To My

Christmas Party?

Uh, Yeah.

Yeah.

And Like I Said,

We'll Come Over Early

So We Can Help Decorate.

Cool. By The Way,

Allie, Your Story In

Class Was Awesome.

Oh, Thanks.

Well, Bye.

Bye!

(Screaming)

Uh-Oh, What Time Is It?

4:
00.

Ahh. We've Got 72 Hours

Until Blake's Party,

And We Have To Get

To The Library,

And We Still Haven't

Even Gotten Joey's

Christmas Present Yet.

Forget It, Al.

We'll Never Make It.

Sure We Will.

Joey And His Friends

Take A Shortcut

Through The Woods

All The Time.

It'll Be Perfect.

Allie, Are You Sure

About This?

Positive.

We'll Be Home

Before You Know It.

Didn't We Pass That Same

Tree, Like, An Hour Ago?

We'll Be There

In 5 Minutes.

Trust Me.

Every Time You Say,

"Trust Me," I Either

End Up In Detention

Or On A Missing-Persons

List.

Whoa. Check It Out.

What?

That.

What A Weird

Little House.

I Know.

Have You Ever Seen

It Before?

No.

But I've Never Been

Lost In These Woods

Before, Either.

What Are You Doing?

I'm Gonna Find Out

Who Lives There.

Come On.

Allie, Whoever It Is,

There's A Reason

They Built Their House

Way Out Here.

Like Privacy.

There's Some Old Guy Inside.

He's Building Something.

That's Nice. Let's Go.

What'll You Give Me

If I Ding-Dong-Ditch?

Nothing.

Oh, Come On.

If I Ring The Doorbell,

Then You Do My English Paper,

But If I Get Scared

And Chicken Out,

I Do Yours.

Mine's Almost Finished.

Besides He Could

Catch Us.

No, He Won't.

Anyway, We Can Outrun

An Old Man.

Grrr...

Durn It All!

I Am So Out Of Here.

Cranberries.

It's Just A Machine.

It's Just Wires And Gears.

Wait A Second.

W-W-Wait....

Oh.

What Do You Think

It Is?

I Don't Know.

Put It Back.

Why? He Threw It Out.

But It's Still

Not Yours.

It's Garbage.

It's Anybody's. Come On!

Contraption...

Never Works Right...

More Trouble Than It's Worth.

Oh, No!

(Telephone Rings)

(Ring)

Creative Catering.

Ruben Speaking.

Excuse Me, Did You

Just Say Christmas Eve?

Ok, No Offense,

But You're Crazy.

Christmas Eve Has

Been Booked Solid For,

Like, 8 Months Now. Hello!

Hello?

He Hung Up On Me.

Well, That's Because

You Insulted Him.

I Did Not Insult Him.

I Told Him The Truth.

He's Crazy.

Christmas Eve Bookings.

Plan Ahead, People.

Mom, When Are We

Going To Get

Our Christmas Tree?

We're Going To Get The Tree

As Soon As Dad Comes Back

From San Francisco.

But All The Good Ones

Will Be Gone By Then.

Well, Then We're Just

Gonna Have To Stand

Uncle Don And Aunt Gwen

Up In A Corner And

Decorate Them, I Guess.

Are They Really Coming?

Joey...

But Uncle Don Always

Smokes Those Smelly Cigars,

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