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- Ho, ho, ho!
[festive music]
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- ♪ Light the tree and deck the halls ♪
♪ Snow stuffed down your overalls ♪
♪ Trying to wrap the presents on time ♪
♪
♪ The mistletoe's a special place ♪
♪ To spill hot chocolate on your face ♪
♪ Shaking every gift to see which one is mine ♪
- ♪ Loud Christmas, Loud Christmas ♪
- ♪ The more of us the merrier ♪
♪ To Santa Claus it's scarier ♪
♪ One boy, ten girls
♪ Wouldn't trade it for the world ♪
♪
- They're gonna see this house from space.
- Hun, where are you? - Hut-hut-hike!
- I'm okay!
[electric guitar riff]
- Get ready for the 12 Pranks Of Christmas.
- [screams] My life is over.
- Get ready. It's almost game time!
- Christmas is only 2 days away,
and I can't wait.
[upbeat music]
When you've got 10 sisters, Christmas can get pretty epic.
[phone chirps]
Your driver, Bill, is en route with your package.
This year, I ordered an extra special gift
for my family.
♪
Luan, what gives?
- I decided to up my game from the 12 Puns Of Christmas
to the 12 Pranks Of Christmas.
- Well, if it's a Christmas prank,
then I'm all-in.
- That was number nine. Three more to go.
[chuckles]
- Now that Luan is gone, I'll be safe for a while.
- Hey, Stinkoln! [screams]
- [screams]
[grunts]
Oh, spoke too soon.
- Just getting ready
for a Christmas afternoon football game.
Can I try that tackle one more time?
- No. - Ugh!
- Christmas at the Loud house is full of traditions.
Each one of us contributes something important
to our special day. [explosion]
How is the Permasnow coming, Lisa?
- It's the trace amount of ammonia needed to sustain
the creation of snow that is the constant variable.
- Or as I like to call it, Thursday.
You're our only chance at a white Christmas.
- Science will prevail. - Hi, Lincoln.
- Lucy, you scared me. - You're welcome.
I've collected all the dead pine needles
from our Christmas tree. - I'm sorry for your loss.
[spooky music]
♪
- Yeah!
[upbeat rock music]
♪ It's Christmas time, and our hearts are free ♪
♪ Presents tucked underneath the tree now ♪
♪ It's the best day of the best time of our lives ♪
- Great Christmas tunes, Luna. - Thanks, little bro!
♪
- Tell me honestly, Lincoln.
Does my concept design for my custom-made
Christmas pajamas have too much sparkle?
Tanya thinks it's bordering on too much.
Don't you, Tanya?
[soft dramatic music]
- Leni, there can never be too much Christmas sparkle.
- Thanks, Lincoln. See?
Sparkle equals happiness.
- Move. I need to put my tiara on.
- I need to get Hops' outfit on.
- I don't care. - Lola, Lana, merry Christmas.
- Come on, Hops.
- It looks like Rudolph himself.
[frog croaks]
- Right on, bro.
- How is the Christmas pageant coming, Lola?
- If you must know, Lincoln,
it's literally taken years from my life.
- Okay. I need my beauty time.
♪
- Light tree.
- Lily!
Tomorrow night, Lily gets to turn on the lights
for the Royal Woods Christmas tree.
- This is Katherine Mulligan coming to you live
from the scene of tomorrow's...
- Katherine Mulligan.
- Magical Royal Woods Christmas tree lighting.
- Light tree, Lincoln. Light tree.
- Yes, Lily. - No chance of snow.
- Hi. - Stop doing that.
[spooky music]
- [scatting melody] Figgy pudding.
- Hey, Dad. - Hey, Lincmeister.
Want to give the old figgy pudding a test drive
before the big day?
- [chuckles]
That's so nice, Dad, but I'll save it for Christmas.
- Huh. - Yuck.
- Hey, Linc, you feeling the Christmas spirit?
- I sure am. - Me, too, bud.
Me, too. - Whoa!
- Your mom is swinging from the lights again, isn't she?
- Yeah. - I'm okay!
- Okay. - The toast is burning!
- I know, hon. I know.
- Everything is fine. I've got this.
- I'm sure you do.
[phone chirps] - Yes!
My super special Christmas package is being delivered now.
- Super special package, huh?
- It'll be the best Christmas gift ever.
- ♪ Figgy, figgy, figgy, figgy, pudding ♪
[imitates record scratching] ♪ Figgy
- Oh, whoa.
What a rush.
[upbeat music]
- The decorations look great, Mom!
- Oh, thanks, honey. It's a labor of love.
- Lincoln Loud? - You betcha.
♪
Five stars for you, Bill.
- Merry Christmas.
♪
- I've worked awkward and annoying jobs
all year to save for this.
♪
- ♪ Dangerous
- You tell Mom I did all my chores.
[cash register rings]
- ♪ Dangerous
♪ Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah ♪
♪ Work hard, play harder, got it ♪
♪ Put money in my pocket
- Here you go, Lincoln.
- Thanks, Mom. - Here you go.
[cash register rings]
- I just had a mani. Thanks, Linc.
♪
- ♪ With money in my pocket, oh, yeah ♪
♪
- "What's in the box?" You might be wondering.
A 13-person toboggan so that my entire family
can ride down the hill on one sled.
♪
That's the greatest thing about Christmas.
No matter what happens, it's the one day of the year
we'll always be together no matter what, guaranteed.
- Kids, breakfast is ready!
- Out of my way! - Food, food, food!
- I'm coming! - Lincoln, watch it!
- Food, food, food, food, food! - I'm coming.
- Take it easy out there. - Up, Lucy.
[loud flatulence] - I heard that!
- Ew! - Ew!
- I got you, Leni. - Ha ha, good one.
- Prank number ten. Only two more to go.
- Toast coming up. Here you go, kiddo.
- I want toast. - The darkness suits me.
- Hey, I got your back.
[both hiss]
[laughs] Okay, I think we're good.
Hey, Linc, you better watch where you're...
Going.
[phone ringing]
Does anyone else hear that ringing?
- Oh, it's Lori. - Hi, Mom.
- Lori. - Lori?
I want to talk to Lori. - Lori!
- I miss you so much! - Hi, Lori!
- Lori!
Lori!
What time are you coming home today?
- That's actually why I'm calling.
I've given it a lot of thought, and I don't think
I can come home for Christmas this year.
- What?
- Exams are coming up, and I have
a winter golf tournament two days after Christmas.
It just feels like too much to go all the way home
just to turn around and come all the way back.
- Oh, well,
Christmas just wouldn't be the same without you.
- Yeah, it sure wouldn't, kiddo.
- I think it'd be easier just to go to Bobby's house.
- Okay, hon. We understand.
- We support you, sweetie. - What?
- Incoming. - Duck!
- Lincoln. - No, don't do that!
Don't support her. This is totally unacceptable!
Am I right, everyone?
- Well, actually, it makes more sense.
It does.
- I mean, Bobby does live closer,
and, you know, we live so far away.
- Thanks, Mom and Dad, for being so understanding.
Dad, are you crying? - Lori, please.
You have to come home. You'll miss everything.
- I know, Lincoln. This wasn't an easy decision.
- But what about Lily lighting the Royal Woods Christmas tree?
- Light tree.
all: Aww.
- And what about Christmas morning?
I bought us the best Christmas gift ever.
But if you're not here, it won't be the same.
It can't be the same.
Oh, Lincoln. You're so sweet.
I will see your Christmas gift
when I come home for the summer.
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Summer?
- Perhaps now would be the best time to tell you.
Sam invited me to go skiing with her and her family
on Christmas Day, and I really want to go.
Can I? - No, you can't go.
- That is very kind of Sam's family to invite you.
- All right, Luna. Yeah, of course, you can go.
- Yes. - So fun.
- Uh, well, I've been asked to bring merriment and cheer
to the Sunset Canyon Retirement Home.
Luan and Mr. Coconuts coming at you Christmas Day.
Pretty, uh, sweet deal.
- Tell Pop Pop I said, "Merry Christmas."
- Absolutely not.
- Luan, I think that's a very kind thing you're doing
at the old folks home. - It sure is, kiddo.
- What is going on? This is Christmas.
- Okay, Lori,
I think we're gonna say so long for now.
- Bye, everyone. I love you.
I will call on Christmas Day. - Lori, no!
- Slice it!
- Okay, everyone. Family meeting.
Living room.
Now, listen, we know this isn't the Christmas
we were expecting with Lori, Luan, and Luna gone.
- We just have to make the best of the situation.
- Tell them, Mom. We need to fix the situation.
- Wouldn't it be fun to take a trip?
- A trip? - A trip?
- On Christmas?
- With three of the kids gone already,
maybe we could be our crazy, old spontaneous selves.
Get up super early Christmas morning,
jump in Vanzilla, and take the remaining kids on a trip
somewhere exotic. - Go on.
- Somewhere like Miami.
[together] Yay!
- No!
- I have always wanted to vacation in Miami.
- Dad, no. - Bikinis!
- Miami is where
the Little Miss Citrus Pageant takes place.
- We could go to a Miami Dolphins game.
- The moisture will do wonders for Hops' scales.
- We could witness a shark attack.
- Huh? - [sighs]
- Miami. - Yay!
- Whoo! - Yeah, Miami.
- But what about all of our Loud family traditions?
All those special things that we do together
as a family on Christmas Day?
If we're all split up, it won't feel like Christmas.
- I get why you're disappointed, honey,
but sometimes plans, they change.
- Yeah, you have to adapt. Roll with the punches, right?
Besides, we'll start new family traditions.
- And Lily can still light
the Royal Woods Mall tree on Christmas Eve.
- Light tree. - Aw.
- But I don't want to make new family traditions.
I want our old family traditions
that I know and love.
- I promise we'll make sure we have a great family Christmas
even if some of us are apart.
- Yeah. - Yeah!
- Fine.
I didn't want to have to do this,
but it's the only way.
- What's he doing? - What?
- What's he doing? - What's that?
- My super special Christmas gift
is going to change all your minds.
- What is that?
- What have you got there, bro?
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- Uh, what is that? - Firewood?
- Mulch? - Ah, man, that's broken.
- Or a coffin?
- What? No.
It's a 13-person sled for us all to be on
when we go down the hill at Tall Timbers Park...
- Aw. - Together.
♪
- Next year, little bro. - Yeah.
- Totes, Lincoln. - Yeah, it'll be colder then.
- It just would be better for all of us--
- Don't even worry about it. - Yeah.
- Yeah, and we can get some glue.
- Besides, Lincoln, there's no snow anyway,
so it's not like we can even use your thingy-thing.
- Sled, Leni. It's a sled.
- Oh.
- It's settled.
We're going to Miami for Christmas!
- Yay! - I'm so excited!
[indistinct excited chatter]
- Oh, my god. I'm so excited.
- Ho, ho, ho. Who's next?
- Straight ahead.
- Are you sure?
- I absolutely love
the blue cashmere scarf for nana.
- Oh, Harold, I don't know.
Maybe we should have gotten
the foot massager or the back scratcher.
- Dads, we're so close.
I can see Santa's red coat, white beard,
and the promise of baking equipment.
- How did we get so lucky to call you our little sugarplum?
Come here. - Ho, ho, ho, who's next?
- Did you remember your list?
- That's like asking did I remember to breathe.
I've been working on the perfect gift list
all year long.
I can barely contain my excitement.
- Reindeer Clyde, come in.
This is Christmas Humbug, and I've got a code elf-red.
- Hold my spot, Dads.
Christmas Humbug, this is Reindeer Clyde.
- Christmas is ruined
all thanks to my selfish family.
- What happened?
- Lori isn't coming home from college,
Luna is going skiing with Sam,
Luan has a gig at Sunset Canyon,
and Mom and Dad are taking the rest of us to Miami.
- What? What about me?
What would I do?
Coming to your house on Christmas Day
is an essential part of my holiday experience.
- Finally someone who gets it. - This is the worst news ever.
- I have to save Christmas, Clyde.
I don't know how, but I've got 24 hours to do it.
- I've got your back, Christmas Humbug.
I'll be right there.
- Thanks, Reindeer Clyde. I knew I could count on you.
- We'll see you Christmas Eve. - Ho, ho.
- Sorry, Santa. Come on.
I've got to get to Lincoln's house.
- But, honey, don't you want to tell Santa
about your non-stick pans?
- And the silicone baking set?
- There's no time! - Ho, ho.
Come on down, young lady.
- Okay, Lincoln. What's the plan?
- We need to make Lori want to come home
even though it makes more sense for her to stay at college.
We need to make her homesick.
- Great.
How do we do that?
- We send Lori the one thing that will remind her
of a Loud family Christmas more than anything else.
- I have no clue what you're talking about.
- It says here they can deliver anything overnight
and keep it hot.
- "Operation Make Lori Homesick"
is officially in effect.
- 1 Loud down, 11 to go.
- Sweet. - Let's consult the mattress.
- Oh, Lincoln. Impressive.
- I call it, "Operation Work Our Way
Through My Sisters and Mess up
All Their Christmas Day Plans
So We Can All Stay Home Together
and Have the Best Christmas Ever
and Also Think of a Shorter Name
for This Operation."
- I like it. I like it.
- Now, we need to stop Luna,
stop Luan, and stop Miami.
Step one is in motion.
- Is that poop? - It's Dad's figgy pudding.
- Oh, right.
- Now on to the Luna Swagger Surprise.
- Because what's life without a little swagger?
- Okay, the coast is clear, but we've got to work fast.
- It's a good thing I perform well under pressure.
- Hit it.
- Hello, there. - Stop.
Go to minute 15 and 3 seconds.
- Lu. - Stop.
- Go to minute four and three seconds.
- Na. - Stop.
- Now go to one minute and eight seconds.
- Hello there, Luna Loud. Mick Swagger here.
[both scream]
- Just giving you a ring
to say I'll be in Royal Woods
on Christmas Day.
I'd love to get together and jam.
Hope it's not too late notice, love.
See you spoon.
- Yeah! - Did he just say, "spoon"?
- This is the greatest day of my life.
- But then you can't come skiing?
- Jamming with Mick
is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Sam.
- I know, but this is gonna be such a special trip for us.
- We'll take a different trip some other time.
♪
- We've got a big day of sabotage ahead of us,
so be sure to get a good night's sleep
and eat a balanced breakfast.
Good work today, Reindeer Clyde.
- Thanks, Christmas Humbug.
♪
- Rise and shine. - Good morning, Louds.
- Lori is getting
my special delivery this morning.
♪
[phone chirps]
Oh, look at that. Arriving in three, two, one.
♪
- Aw, that's so sweet, you guys.
Oh, it's Dad's figgy pudding.
[ominous music] [gags]
I've never missed dad's figgy pudding
on Christmas ever.
It's just so awful...
and yet I love it!
Oh, I've got to get home.
I can't be away from my family at Christmas.
What was I thinking? Okay, I can figure this out.
I'm strong. I'm independent.
I don't need anybody's help.
[festive Latin music]
[phone plays voice recording] Boo Boo Bear, Boo Boo Bear.
Boo Boo Bear, I need your help.
- Hey, Lori. - Can you drive me home?
- Oh, babe, I really want to help,
but the mercado van is out of commission.
♪
- Is that the mercado moped?
♪
- Sure is.
I'm making a delivery of Christmas tamales
for my abuela's hairdresser.
♪
- Lori, I totally understand.
I couldn't live without Dad's figgy pudding either.
[laughter]
No, of course I won't tell Mom or Dad you're coming home.
It'll be a surprise. Right.
Be safe and see you spoon. I mean, see you soon.
Lori is officially on her way home.
- Sweet.
- I love your dads' theater stuff.
- Wait for it.
One shark head compliments of the McBrides'
very own production, "Jaws: The Musical."
- Clyde, that's huge and perfect!
- What do you want it for anyway?
- We're gonna shoot a fake video of a giant shark
attacking someone on the warm, sandy beaches of Miami?
- Come again?
- My family won't want to go to Miami if it's shark season.
- Couldn't your family still want to sit
by the hotel pool and take in the rays?
Ow. - You're right.
We have to think up something more than a giant shark.
What is this?
- Oh, that's Crockie
from "Lake Placid: The Musical" last summer.
- What if there was a creature
that was half-shark, half-crocodile?
My family wouldn't be safe on land or water.
- A crockyshark. - I was thinking sharkodile.
- That's better. Go with that one.
- We'll get the crocodile body, put the tail on it,
attach the shark head. Sharkodile.
- A venture of this magnitude requires...
an arc welder.
Don't worry.
I'll ask my dads for permission first.
- Once the sharkodile is all put together,
we can mount it on your dads' tandem bike so we can move it.
- I don't like it.
[dramatic music]
I love it.
- We just need a victim for the sharkodile to attack.
- Whoa, Lincoln, I really want your family
to stay for Christmas, but I'm not willing
to kill someone over it.
- We're not gonna use a real person.
- Well, then, who are we going to use?
- ♪ I heard those bells always ringing ♪
[indistinct chatter]
- [gasps]
Tanya, we are going to have so much fun in Miami.
- Could you help me? I need a sweater.
- Mm, Christmas sweaters are totes in right now.
Here, let me show you. - Thanks.
- Well, Santa, let me start by saying
I have been really, really, really good this year.
Actually, I have testimonials from my dads.
- Reindeer Clyde, come in. I have found our victim.
I repeat, I have found our victim.
Come back ASAP. We need to grab her.
Clyde? - I'm just gonna leave now.
[soft dramatic music]
- Okay, yes, it is lamb's wool,
which technically needs to be dry cleaned,
but lambs take showers, right?
So I think you're fine to wash it.
Owie.
- Thanks for nothing. - Just a foot.
[sighs] Another satisfied customer.
- Nothing to see here. - She's slipping.
- We so need this vacay, Tanya.
[jazz music]
Tanya?
♪
Tanya?
♪
Tanya!
[upbeat music]
♪
- [gasps] Act normal.
♪
- [laughs]
♪
- We have everything we need for the Miami video.
- Yeah.
- Now "Operation Lose Luan's Laughfest."
- That's a lot of Ls.
♪
- Hey.
- Okay, put him in. - What if he can't breathe?
- Clyde, he's a puppet. - You're right.
My dads always say I'm too empathetic,
and it drains me, but some people
are born with extra mirror neurons.
- Clyde.
- [sighs]
So he can breathe. - Good idea.
- Clyde, let's go visit my Pop Pop and your Nana.
It's time to get old.
- My daughter is coming to visit today.
- Oh, that's lovely.
- Hey. - Hello.
[loud flatulence]
- Lay off the broccoli. - I agree.
- What in the dang heck?
- That there is Luan Loud.
Pulling pranks on us to advertise her
Christmas Day show? What a sin.
- Do I know you? - Uh, nope, nope.
- Oh, what a pretty little flower.
- Look at that.
Luan Loud using the tricks
of her trade to sell tickets.
It just ain't right.
- Do I know you? - Nope.
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- Oh. - Oh.
- Now Luan Loud is messing with the pudding machines
all to promote her Christmas Day show.
It's a real shame.
- No one messes with my pudding.
- Yeah. - Yeah!
- It's true.
Nobody messes with Scoots' pudding.
- Might be best to go
with a different act for Christmas Day.
- I agree, a far less devious and messy entertainer.
[murmurs of agreement]
- Are you sure I don't know you?
- I feel like I know him too.
- Ah, no, no, no. You don't know us.
I have a very common-looking face.
- Yep, very common and bland. Common and bland.
- Let's get back to the matter at hand,
what to do about Luan Loud.
- Yeah. - Yeah!
- As the head of the board of Sunset Canyon,
I hereby fire the kid.
[together] Yeah!
- Hold on there, Scoots.
Luan is my granddaughter,
and clearly she has made some catastrophic miscalculations
when it comes to her marketing platform,
but can't we just give her another chance?
- [gasps] - Oh!
- Oh. - Oh, dear.
- Oh. - My word.
- Well, Al? - Oh.
- Fire her.
- Yeah! - Yes!
- Yes.
[all cheering]
- We did it.
- "Lose Luan's Laughfest" accomplished.
Lily's baby powder really did the trick.
- This is all working out perfectly.
Luna and Luan are staying. Lori is on her way home.
And now, for the pièce de résistance,
a sharkodile attacks the beaches of Miami.
- Color me impressed.
- I can't wait for Christmas all together.
- Honey, are you sure this is necessary?
We're leaving tomorrow.
- Lynn, I can't have a lopsided Santa.
Are you crazy?
- Am I crazy? You're the one up on the roof.
- I heard that. - Just don't fall off the roof.
Again. - [screams]
- Oh, oh, oh.
- Ooh, ooh. Thank you, Santa.
- Santa. [chuckles]
I would have caught her.
- I heard that too. - What?
[upbeat music]
♪
- Only 60 miles to go. - You're my hero, Boo Boo Bear.
- I've got to get home in time to watch Lily
light that tree tonight.
- Well, we're going turbo mode, babe.
[engine chugging]
- Ooh, it's getting a little cold.
- Hug me tighter, babe. That'll keep you warm.
- I love you, Boo Boo Bear. - Well, I love you more.
- Nuh-uh. - Uh-huh.
- Well, I love you more. - Nuh-uh.
- We're gonna need a bigger bike.
[dramatic music]
- It's more megalodon than "Jaws,"
but that only adds to the terror.
[phone beeps]
- It's already 3:05 p.m., and this video has to be ready
for the 5:00 p.m. local news.
- Once we're done shooting,
I'll spruce it up with some special effects
on my computer, then send it to Katherine's personal e-mail.
- How'd you get Katherine Mulligan's
personal e-mail?
- She auditioned for my dads' reimagining
of "Wonder Woman: The Musical."
She should keep her day job. Let's just leave it at that.
- Hm.
- Could you please ask our star to come out of her trailer?
- Oh, Tanya?
[upbeat music]
♪
Clyde. - One second.
- Clyde, we're ready. Come on.
Let's do this. Perfect.
Clyde, let's get ready to croc. - Yeah.
♪
- Ready? - Ready.
- Let's make some news.
- I hope this thing is waterproof.
- This is Katherine Mulligan
coming to you live with breaking news.
I have just personally been delivered
footage of a graphic, horrific attack
by a creature that some may call prehistoric,
but all will certainly call deadly.
The attack took place
on the sandy beaches of Miami, Florida.
The following images are disturbing,
so if there are little ones about,
you might want to shield their eyes.
- Cover up, everybody. - Dad, your hand!
- I shan't, I shan't. - I want to observe.
- Sharky. - Oh, oh, no.
- She looks familiar. - A shark?
- Oh, no, oh. - [screams]
[all gasp]
- Oh! - Dad, can I see?
- Terrifying.
- And now I would like to bring in the leading expert
in wilderness survival, Mr...
- Rip Hardcore! - Thank you, Katherine.
I was signing my book, "Ripping Through The Jungle,"
in a nearby bookstore when I decided my presence
was far more needed here.
- Well, thank you, Mr. Hardcore.
- Now, listen.
What we have here is a full-grown,
genetically-enlarged mutated crossbreed of species,
aka a sharkodile. - Oh, a sharkodile.
- Hungry monster is incredibly dangerous
and not to be messed with.
I once encountered another such crossbreed of creature,
the piranhagator, off the shores of Australia,
and I have this
and this to show for it.
They always attack in pairs.
But in my book, I lay out a very detailed plan
on how to trap and disable such a formidable beast.
Order now and I'll throw in
one of my sweat-stained bandanas for free.
- Already ordered. Thank you, overnight delivery.
Ooh, my.
Oh, Mr. Hardcore, could you tell us, please,
what you might do if you encounter such a beast?
- Better than tell you. I'll show you.
I would grab the beast by its tail.
- Whoa. - Whoa!
- And once I had the sharkodile
under my complete control... - It doesn't bend that way!
- Capture the beast. - Why me?
No. I'm not a sharkodile!
- While Fred and Rip continue this demonstration,
this is Katherine Mulligan
advising anyone who is planning a Christmas getaway to Miami,
it's time to cancel those plans.
- [screams]
- Aw.
- But I planned my whole vacay wardrobe.
- Big disappointment.
- A sharkodile? Terrifying.
How could a shark and a crocodile even--
- How could a shark and a crocodile even do what?
- [clears throat] - Never mind.
I'm sorry, but I think
we better cancel our trip to Miami.
- No. - Aww.
- Bummer! - Aw, man.
- And just when I was coming around
to the idea of having Christmas somewhere else.
- Eaten by a shark and a crocodile
at the same time? - Thanks, Luna.
I wasn't picturing it, and now I'm picturing it.
- It's all so scary. - Well, listen, everybody.
I mean, I'm sure that woman got some help
and is feeling much better.
- I don't think she did.
- As for us, listen, we're going to be great, okay?
Don't worry, gang.
We're gonna have a great Christmas, huh?
I'll whip up a Lynn-tastic Christmas Eve dinner,
and then we have the lighting of the Royal Woods
Christmas tree to look forward to tonight.
Huh? Lily?
- Ready! - See, "weddy"!
So let's all put on our Christmas finest
and get all dressed up to honor Lily.
Huh? It'll be fun.
[indistinct disappointed chatter]
- But bikinis!
- What about my tan? - I want to go to Miami!
- Hey, cheer up, everyone. Christmas here won't be so bad.
- Worst Christmas ever. - Right?
- Right you are, Mom.
I'm going to go get dressed up
for the Christmas tree lighting right now.
Great idea, Dad.
[whistling melody] - [laughs]
- Oh.
- [continues whistling]
- How cool was Rip Hardcore?
- The absolute coolest.
- We're, like, one sharkodile degree of separation
from the master of wilderness himself.
- It's almost too much to comprehend.
- Was your family upset that they got
their Christmas plans canceled?
- Once my family is all together
tomorrow for Christmas,
they won't even remember what they were disappointed about.
Christmas is officially saved.
♪
- [shivering] Twenty miles, babe.
[engine sputtering]
- What--what's wrong?
- Uh-oh, no more gas.
- Bobby.
- Hey, mini Louds! Dinner is almost ready.
- Down in a second!
- Pull yourself together, Mr. Sprinkles.
There will be other pageants.
- Hey, Lola.
You getting ready for the tree lighting?
- I'm not going.
The Little Miss Citrus Pageant
was going to be a career highlight for me.
Now I'll probably never get to wear
that beautiful orange sash.
- Well, at least you can still have a Christmas pageant
right here at home.
- Don't patronize me, Lincoln.
- Hey, Lynn, want to try that tackle again?
I'm heading into the end zone.
- Now that I'm not gonna see the Dolphins,
I don't feel like playing football anymore.
[rock music]
- ♪ No presents tucked under the tree ♪
- Luna? - Oh.
Hey, little bro. - Are you crying?
- Sam broke up with me
because I picked jamming with Mick Swagger
over going skiing with her.
- What? That wasn't supposed to happen.
I mean, I'm so sorry that that happened.
- ♪ Christmas time is when our hearts are free ♪
♪ But if I ain't with you, I'm in misery ♪
♪ My heart is dead
[sobbing]
- Leni, are you okay? - No!
- Why aren't you dressed in your super special
Christmas outfit?
- I'm not really in the Christmas mood anymore.
I don't know what's worse, that I miss Tanya
or that I got fired for losing her.
- You got fired?
- The boss said I should have caught whoever stole her.
I really let Tanya down.
Wherever she is, I hope she has her cover-up.
[sobbing]
- Hops!
It's your favorite sink. Snap out of it, buddy.
- What's wrong, Lana?
- Ever since I broke the news that we weren't going to Miami,
Hops fell into a frog slump.
[frog croaks]
I can't even get him to swim in the sink.
It's not gonna be a merry Christmas now.
- [loudly blowing nose]
- Luan, are you okay?
- Pop Pop just called to cancel my Christmas Day gig.
Who hires you to bring merriment and cheer
and then fires you for no good reason at all?
- I don't know. Who?
- It's not a joke, Mr. Coconuts.
- I'm sure you'll go some other time.
- No, I won't.
Because I'm never speaking to Pop Pop again.
I might as well quit comedy too.
I clearly lost my touch.
- But hey, what about me? What will I --
- It's not all about you, Mr. Coconuts!
- I'm canceling Christmas. - I want to be in Miami.
- My life is ruined! - Tanya!
- Worst Christmas ever.
[soft dramatic music]
- I was just really looking forward to our trip to Miami.
We work so hard all year.
- I know, hon. I know.
A break sure would have been nice.
- Mm-hmm. - Some other time, maybe, huh?
- I sure hope so. - Maybe when we retire.
- [chuckles]
- Hello, Lincoln. - Ah, you scared me!
- You're welcome. Everyone is so sad.
- Everybody, please! Downstairs family meeting!
- I thought we were the only ones allowed to do that.
- Hm. - Lisa.
- What is it, Lisa? - What's wrong?
- What is it now? - Lisa.
- What is it, Lisa? - Come on, Lisa.
- Lisa, what's wrong?
- On the contrary, Mother.
Everything is very right because of this.
- Everything is right because of hairspray?
- No, Leni.
what I hold here is the potential
for us to still go to Miami.
- What? - Miami?
- Miami! - Miami!
- It's a carefully calibrated mixture of immobilizing agents!
Street name-- Sharkodile tranquilizing spray.
- Ooh! - That sounds very fancy.
- Sharkodile tranquilizing spray?
That sounds incredibly dangerous.
Am I right?
- Here, let me see it. - No, I want to see it!
- No, I have it! - Come on!
- Guys, stop! - I want the hairspray!
- Give it back! - How does it work exactly?
- Miami, here we come. - Dad, does that even work?
[spray hisses] - Whoa.
- Oh! - [coughs]
- [screams] - Oh.
- Dad? - What's going on?
- Dad, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?
- Uh-oh. - Dad, Dad?
- Yeah, yeah. I think I am buddy.
[all sigh]
- It doesn't work. - Sorry, Lis.
Looks like your invention didn't work.
Such a bummer.
I really wanted to go to Bababi.
- Huh? - Is he all right?
- Bababi. [clears throat]
That was meird. [chuckles]
- Honey, are you okay? - Beh, I'm bine.
Bine. Buh.
I'm buh-ine. [laughs]
Babine. - Okay, Dad?
- There's something wrong with my bips.
There's something-- what's wrong with my bips?
'Cause I don't think I can beh-beh my bips.
I can't--
Baht's wrong with my body?
My bibe. What's wrong with my bibe, bib.
What's wrong with my bibe, bib?
[speaking gibberish]
[gasps] My baps!
I can't feel my baps. I can't feel my baps.
- Dad, that's not normal. - They're like bib old bippers.
I can't feel my baps or my baba
or my bips.
I can't-- [screams]
[all scream]
I can't--ooh, that feels bood. [laughs]
Boo, hey, baby. [laughs]
Boo, boo, ba-boo, boo.
Boop. [laughs]
- Lisa, help him. - I can't.
It just has to wear off.
- Well, how long is that? - [screams]
[all gasp and scream]
- Bime all might! [laughs]
- It's in beta test.
- That was a good pratfall.
[phone ringing] - I can't beb up.
- Dad, are you okay? - Lori.
- Hi, Mom! - Where are you?
And why do you look so cold?
- Don't freak out, but Bobby and I
are kind of stranded on the side of Route 23.
- What?
- I was coming home to surprise you all,
but Bobby's moped ran out of gas.
- Hi, Mrs. L!
Feliz Nochebuena! My bad about the gas.
- Will you please come pick us up?
[both shivering]
Is there something wrong with dad?
- Bi, Bobby! - Hey, Mr. L!
- Dad will be fine. - I'll be bine.
- Stay where you are. I am on my way.
- I love your mom.
- [singing gibberish]
- I am going to pick up Lori and Bobby.
Please watch your father. - [laughs]
Bye!
I'm gonna go mape binner!
[together] No!
- Ah, my kitchen! [laughs]
- Kitchen! - [laughing]
No. - Oh, no.
- No. - Whoa, whoa, Dad.
Pots and pans don't belong on the floor.
- Clyde?
- Uh, Lincoln, you better turn on
the local news right now!
[dramatic music]
♪
- What you are about to witness
is footage taken just hours ago.
- The hybrid animal is here?
[dramatic music]
Oh, no. - Is that the sharkodile?
- He's here? - That's a her.
- It's here now? - Sharkodile in the woods.
- I should have listened to Clyde.
- You sure it's okay to hide this thing
in the woods until later?
- What could possibly happen? - Okay.
♪
- I'm here with a woman identifying herself as Scoots.
Ms. Scoots.
- I sold her a sweater today.
- Can you tell us please what happened?
- Sure, I was out on a pudding run
when I saw this sucker going through the park,
probably looking for someone to chomp on.
- Ah! - Ugh!
- Rip, Do you have any expert advice for our viewers?
- My main points of advice... - [speaking gibberish]
- One, do not leave any form of meat hanging outside.
Two, do not wear perfume that smells like meat.
- Meak? - Be aware.
- Sound, solid advice, Rip. - Thank you, Katherine.
- Well, you heard it here first, people.
The sharkodile has come to town, our town.
An emergency curfew has been put into place
for everyone's safety.
Sadly this means this Christmas tree lighting
at the Royal Woods Mall has been canceled.
[melancholic music]
- No light tree.
♪
- Oh, it's so not fair. - No, worst Christmas ever.
- I can't believe this is happening.
- In the meantime, if you should see the sharkodile,
please call our tip hotline at 555-0HNO.
That's 555-0-H-N-O.
This is Katherine Mulligan
reporting that Christmas is officially ruined.
Stay safe, Royal Woods. - Ruined is right.
- Aw, man.
- Mr. Coconuts. - Worst Christmas ever.
- I can't believe I'm missing my pageant over this.
- This is such a bummer, you guys.
- Come in, Clyde. We have to save Christmas.
Didn't we do that already?
- I have to call Katherine Mulligan's tip line
and tell her the truth that the sharkodile is not real.
- Everyone, and I mean everyone,
will hate you on Christmas.
- Clyde, Lily needs to light that tree tonight.
- Oh, hold on. Hello?
Have you seen the angry beast?
- Hi, yes, um, I have seen the sharkodile...
- Ooh, get it. Get it out.
Tell me.
-- Because it's me. The sharkodile isn't real.
- Ugh, listen, kid, this is a serious situation.
We don't have time to play games
when people's lives are at stake.
Ugh.
It was just some kid playing a prank.
Load her up!
[soft dramatic music]
♪
- Okay, Sharkodile. It's you and me.
- And me.
- Clyde? What are you doing here?
- I had a hunch Katherine wouldn't believe you.
I mean, you're just a kid.
- I'm gonna have to ride the sharkodile
down to the Royal Woods Mall
to show Katherine Mulligan that it's not real.
- You're not gonna do it alone. - Really?
- What else would I be doing on Christmas Eve?
- You could tell Santa your Christmas list.
- No way.
Friends are way more important than some silly gifts.
- You're my best friend, Reindeer Clyde.
- And you're mine, Christmas Humbug.
- Let's go right some wrongs. - Yeah!
- I don't know how much longer I can take this cold.
I'm so hungry, so weak.
♪
[gasps] Vanzilla!
Mom!
- Thank goodness you two are okay.
- Mom, you literally have no idea what I've been through.
- Come get in the van to warm up.
- Um, Mrs. L, can I ask you, like, a really big favor?
- Okay.
- I still need to make my abuela's
Christmas tamale delivery
for her hairdresser, or she'll kill me.
- You had food in that thing all along?
- Uh...
- What do you need? - A gas station?
- Katherine and her news team are at the Royal Woods Mall.
We've got to get to them. - Let's do it.
♪
- Oh, you're mine, sharkodile. You're mine.
♪
[phone rings]
- Hello. This is Katherine Mulligan.
- Katherine! I found the sharkodile.
Whoo-hoo!
I sent you the link to my drone.
I need you to start streaming the footage.
I'm hot on the beast's tale.
- Be careful, Rip! Get the feed up!
It's go time!
[dramatic music]
♪
- We'll save time if we cut through the neighborhood.
- Okay. Turn here.
- [laughs] I've got you cornered!
♪
- Oh, you can run, but you can't hide.
Got you now. [laughs]
- Oh, it's Rip Hardcore. - Awesome!
- Here, I come, baby!
- Wait a second. Is Rip hunting us?
[both scream]
- This is Katherine Mulligan reporting live
from outside the Royal Woods Mall
with real-time drone footage of the sharkodile.
- What?
- It has left the woods and is headed towards town.
He's in a residential neighborhood, oh!
- Go right.
♪
- I've never seen anything like this.
He's turned north.
- Ah! Look out!
- I think that's my house!
- I think that's our house.
[both screaming]
[together] That is our house!
♪
[all scream]
- Mom is gonna kill me.
- Best Christmas ever. - In the name of science!
- Lisa, what are you doing?
- I filled this
with my sharkodile tranquilizing spray.
I'm going to capture the sharkodile
to study it for science! - Lisa.
- I have just received word that the sharkodile is headed
directly towards the Royal Woods Mall.
- Not the mall!
- And it's dragging a very unhappy Santa behind it.
- It's go time. - Lisa, wait!
- Lisa! - Lisa!
- Sharkodile!
- I'm, like, so not okay with any of this!
- We have to go after Lisa. - Huddle up!
♪
Three, two, one!
[together] Save Lisa!
- Save Lisa. - Let's go.
We have to get to the Royal Woods Mall.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Where's Dad?
- [snoring]
Miami!
- Ew. - Dad!
The sharkodile ripped down
all of our Christmas decorations.
- And Lisa ran after it.
- And it's headed to the Royal Woods Mall.
- Who did this to my kitchen?
There's pancakes on the ceiling.
- [screams] - We're coming, Lisa!
- Lisa! - We're coming, Lisa!
- I don't understand what's happening!
- All right, Dad, but why are you crying?
- I don't know. - Okay.
- I don't know why I'm crying.
♪
- This adventure has gotten way out of hand.
- Way out of hand!
- Katherine, it's coming right at you.
Get to high ground for safety.
- I'm going up on the roof.
No, you two stay down here. You'll get better footage.
Listen up, people.
This is Katherine Mulligan.
I'm advising a calm and orderly
evacuation of the mall.
The sharkodile is coming.
I repeat, the sharkodile is coming!
[people screaming]
- Oh, I can't believe this.
- Believe it. - We'll be home soon, honey.
- Thanks, Mom.
- [humming melody]
- Whoa! - Oh!
- Are those my Christmas lights?
And my Santa?
[knocks]
[both scream]
Lisa!
- I am commandeering this vehicle, Mother.
♪
- Lisa, what's happening?
- Follow that sharkodile!
Greetings, older sibling. - Uh, hi, Lisa.
- I don't think it's a good idea
to follow a sharkodile. - Mother!
It stole all of your Christmas decorations
and your Santa!
- Let's get the sucker. - Go, go!
- It is moving fast.
This is Katherine Mulligan, and we are still here live.
I see it, the sharkodile! It's coming right towards us!
- Go, sharkodile! [laughs]
- We're so close!
- Run away, people! Run away!
- Hey, no, come on. - What are you doing?
- Seriously? - Keep filming!
♪
- I see Katherine Mulligan!
- Let's punch it, Christmas Humbug!
- Katherine, I'm the sharkodile!
♪
- Got you!
[both scream]
[tires squeal] - [grunts]
- Go get him!
It looks like it's heading straight into the mall.
all: Ooh!
- Ah, yeah. [laughs]
[both screaming]
- Lincoln, what do we do? - Pedal!
Pedal like your life depends on it.
I can't see very well. - Look out!
[both scream]
We're hitting everything!
Where are we going? - I don't know!
- Ah!
Hang tight, mate.
I've been a good boy this year. [laughs]
- Come on! - Come on, hurry!
- Go! - Go, go, go!
- Go! - Come on!
- I have to save the sharkodile!
- Lori, hurry!
[together] Lori and Mom!
- No time for hellos!
Lisa ran inside after the sharkodile!
- [gasps] - What?
- Let's go get Lis!
- Why are we running towards the sharky thingy?
[tranquil festive music]
♪
[both screaming]
[dramatic music]
♪
- It's the end of the line for you, Reindeer Clyde.
You've earned it.
[tires screech]
- Santa!
Nonstick pans, a silicone baking set,
a bread maker, an air fryer, a 6-speed tilt-head food mixer,
Rip Hardcore's new book,
an Ace Savvy comforter set. Oh, no.
- What am I doing?
[upbeat music]
♪
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no!
♪
No!
♪
- Lincoln! - [grunts]
Oh, no! Oh, reindeer!
Oh! [grunts]
- [laughs] I'm just gonna go now.
- Oh, it's like Armageddon in here.
Come on. Okay, we've got this.
- This sharkodile belongs to science!
- Lisa, get back here right this instant.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
[together] Clyde!
- We've been searching everywhere for you!
- I think I have some explaining to do.
Oh, this is Santa. - Oh, hello, Santa, thank you.
- Good to meet you. - Come on, you sharkodile.
I'm ready for you.
- Get the shot. Go.
[dramatic music]
♪
[together] Lincoln?
- Lincoln? - Geez, Al.
What's up with all your grandkids?
- Al. - Oh.
- Al.
- [laughs]
I told you I had some explaining to do.
- Lincoln?
Well, there goes my Nobel Prize for science.
[water gun hisses]
Whoops.
- You're not a ferocious cross-breed creature.
[together] Three, two, one.
- You're a boy--babbily, bibbily, babatha, batha,
bibbily bip, bibbily bip. [laughs]
Bibbily bip baha. I hit the bump.
[body thuds]
- Well, if I ever act like that...
[chuckles] Just, you know--
- Lori, you're home! - Of course.
I couldn't miss Christmas with my family.
- Lincoln, what happened? Why are you the sharkodile?
- Yes.
I think that is the question on everyone's mind.
- Lincoln, I think it's time for you to start explaining.
- I made up this entire thing.
The sharkodile in Florida, all of it.
That's not all.
And I lied to all of you.
Leni, I stole Tanya.
Lori, I tricked you into coming home.
- What?
- Luna, Mick Swagger isn't visiting.
Luan, I sabotaged your gig at Sunset Canyon.
- Lincoln, why would you do all of these horrible things?
- Wait! Does that mean Tanya is okay?
- Yes. - It's all so dark, Lincoln.
- You made me question my comedic calling!
- But why, little bro?
Why would you mess with your own fam like that?
[soft dramatic music]
- Because I wanted us all to be together on Christmas.
It's the one time of the year that I can count on
all of us being together.
I love my family. I don't want us to break apart.
I got scared that we were all growing up
and going our separate ways,
and if I could take it all back, I would.
♪
- I understand. - You do?
- I do too, bud. - Growing up is hard.
Change is hard, but family--
family is forever, Lincoln.
[tender music]
- That's right.
We're always tied together by our hearts,
no matter where we are.
- So you're not mad?
[decorations crash]
- Oh, oh, I would say we're really angry...
- Well, there's a few things to figure out.
- But I think we can breathe through it.
- But no,
we're not mad at where your heart was
to make you do all this.
♪
- I'm so sorry, everyone.
I'll do whatever it takes to make things right.
- Bring it in. Come on.
♪
- Oh. - [laughs]
- Ooh. - Aw.
- Ahem, on behalf of all of Royal Woods,
I would like to know one thing.
[dramatic music]
Would anyone like to light a Christmas tree?
[tender music]
- Tree!
[all cheer]
[festive music]
[cheers and applause]
- It's sparkly!
- Merry Christmas! - Wow.
♪
[upbeat rock music]
- Let's rock!
♪
♪ It's Christmas time, and our hearts are free ♪
♪ Presents tucked underneath the tree now ♪
♪ It's the best day of the best time of our lives ♪
- Yeah! - Whoo!
- ♪ We're gonna celebrate for all that we've got ♪
♪ Our hearts are tied in one big Loud knot ♪
♪ We're spreading joy all around the house ♪
♪ Tonight
♪
♪ Yeah, we're uniting with love and good cheer ♪
♪ Opening doors, so glad this day is here ♪
♪ All right
♪
[together] ♪ Rock the halls
♪ So bells will ring
♪ It's Christmas time, and we're together forever ♪
♪ Left this time for the world to sing ♪
♪ It's Christmas time, and we're together forever ♪
♪ Sometimes you gotta scatter to learn somehow ♪
- [singing gibberish]
- ♪ What matters is we're gathered together now ♪
♪ Yeah, we're all one Loud family ♪
[together] ♪ We know
♪ We're together forever
- [screams]
♪ Together - ♪ Together
- ♪ Forever - ♪ Forever
- ♪ Hearts will forever be tied ♪
- ♪ Together - ♪ Together
- ♪ Forever - ♪ Forever
- ♪ Yeah, we're gonna party all night ♪
♪ Together - ♪ Together
- ♪ Forever - ♪ Forever
♪ Merry Christmas
♪ Oh
- There you have it, folks.
A little boy's wish
to spend Christmas together with his family.
This is Katherine Mulligan saying it may
not be a white Christmas,
but it certainly will be a merry one after all.
- One more time!
♪ Together - ♪ Together
- ♪ Forever - ♪ Forever
♪ Merry Christmas
♪ Oh
- Tree time.
[indistinct chatter]
[together] It's yours.
[indistinct chatter]
[loud flatulence]
- [laughs] I got you.
Prank 11 and prank 12. "The 12 pranks of Christmas."
- [laughs]
- That's my granddaughter. I'm so proud of you, honey.
- Rip's book! - Rip's headband!
- Rip bros!
[indistinct chatter]
- Thanks for the pajamas, Leni.
- Tanya and I worked supes hard on them.
The hat was Tanya's idea.
- More figgy pudding, anyone, huh?
- Oh, honey.
- I'm good. - All right, all right.
Later, okay. [chuckles]
- As you can see, things turned out for the best.
I have 300 hours of community service,
but we got to spend Christmas morning together.
And, in a few hours, Luna is going skiing with Sam.
Luan has a double gig at Sunset Canyon.
We're going to take Lori back to college,
and then the rest of us are going to--
- Miami!
[all cheer]
- Miami, here we come.
- Oh, Lincoln, sweetie. We have one more gift for you.
- What? Where is it?
- Check it out.
- What could it possibly be? - Come on, Lincoln.
[upbeat music]
- [laughs]
- It's our sled!
- It was so kind and so thoughtful for you
to come up with such a special gift for the family.
- So we all chipped in and fixed it
while you were asleep.
- You can't even tell it was broken at all!
Thank you. Too bad there's no snow.
- Oh, I wouldn't be so sure of that, big brother.
Never underestimate the power of science.
[explosion]
♪
- No way. - Is this possible?
- It's so sparkly. - Way to go, Lisa.
- Awesome. - This is epic, Lisa.
♪
- Let's ride!
- Let us partake in a freezy game!
- ♪ Oh, the presents tucked under the tree ♪
♪ Oh, can you feel that holiday energy? ♪
♪ It's the perfect time of year ♪
♪ To me when our noses are cold ♪
♪ But our hearts are free
♪ It's Christmas, together forever ♪
♪ It'll be the best ever
♪ We're gonna bring it this Christmas ♪
♪ Bring on the weather
♪ In your ugly sweaters
♪ Everybody sing, sing, sing
♪ Oh, oh
♪ It's Christmas time, and it's gonna be wild ♪
♪ Oh, oh
♪ We're gonna have the time of our lives ♪
♪ We'll be dancing in the falling snow ♪
♪ When we're all aglow
♪ There's a little bit of magic ♪
♪ All the bells will do the jingling ♪
♪ And we're staying in
♪ While Santa Claus is sleighing ♪
♪ It's Christmas
- Family is connected by their hearts.
Even when we're apart, we're not really apart.
I will miss how things used to be,
but I'm really enjoying how they are.
- ♪ Everybody sing, sing, sing ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, it's Christmas time ♪
- Let's hit Tall Timber Hill!
[all cheer]
- ♪ It's Christmas time, and it's gonna get loud ♪
- Ready?
[together] Ready!
[explosion]
- Science!
[all screaming]
- ♪ Whoa, whoa
♪ It's Christmas time, so gather around ♪
♪ Oh, whoa
♪ It's Christmas time
♪ And it's gonna get loud
♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, it's Christmas
- ♪ Wake up, it's Christmas morning ♪
♪ Snowflakes just keep on falling ♪
♪ Put on those matching jammies now ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey
- ♪ The tree is glowing bright ♪
♪ I could barely sleep at night ♪
♪ This holiday is rocking out ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah
- ♪ There's no present like the present ♪
♪ When we're all here
♪ Christmas is so much better ♪
♪ When we are all together
♪ So put your hands up and shout ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, it's Christmas
- ♪ Can't help but feel so jolly ♪
♪ When you are next to me
♪ Christmas is so much better ♪
♪ When we are all together
- ♪ Hey, hey, it's Christmas - ♪ Yeah
♪ Christmas together