Christmasland is coming apart.
If he refuses to take you out of here,
find your own way.
- Can you help me get out? - I don't know how.
I'll show you a secret.
- Dad? - Wayne!
Chris McQueen.
Mr. Manx, wait for me.
♪ What a wonderful holiday ♪
♪ With bells on every sleigh ♪
♪ And voices full of happy cheer ♪
♪ Bringing all the good luck and health ♪
♪ You'd ever wish yourself ♪
♪ On the 25th of the 12th this year ♪
♪ What a wonderful holiday ♪
♪ With bells on every sleigh ♪
Welcome to Christmasland, Wayne.
Whoa.
My little ones, how I've missed you all.
Come.
Say hello to your new friend, Wayne.
Hey, Wayne. Wanna play Stick the Blind?
No way, Jose!
Wayne's playing cops and robbers with me!
I'm the Sheriff. You're the bandit.
- Hey, Wayne, I'm Annie. - Hey, Wayne, I'm Amy.
- Let's play carve the goose! - Let's play carve the goose!
Now, now, there'll be plenty of time for all of it
after Millie gives him the grand tour.
She's not here, Mr. Manx.
Well, then, it's your lucky day, Wayne.
It's not every child that gets a private tour
from Father Christmas himself.
Ooh!
- Wow. - Wow.
Let's get you a more exciting costume.
One of the many wonders of Christmasland
is that every child gets to be exactly who they are.
So, Wayne, who do you want to be?
My mom gave me these.
For my birthday.
Well, those are for bedtime.
There are no bedtimes here in Christmasland.
You get to stay up as late as you want,
playing games, riding rides.
At the peak of the Sleighcoaster,
you can almost reach out and touch the stars.
The very moon itself.
You could be a real-life astronaut.
How about that?
Oh.
Would you like a present?
It is Christmas Eve, after all.
Go ahead. Open it.
They're for a very special game.
But not until we make your arrival official.
I think you've more than earned your place, Wayne.
Go ahead.
McQueen just doesn't feel right anymore, does it?
That's okay.
This isn't homework. This is fun.
Well, I'll help you.
M...
A...
N...
X.
Manx. Wayne Manx.
Welcome home, my son.
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Come on!
Hey.
Let me take a look at it. Let me take a...
- Hey, hey, hey. - Jesus...
Just let me... let me take a look at it.
Just tell me you can fix it, please.
I can fix the bike, baby.
I don't know about the rest.
Wayne did that.
I'm gonna find him and bring him back.
You just stay...
Stay here with my dad. I don't want him out here by himself.
Vic...
He saved me so that I could save our son, alright?
I don't want you to go alone.
Wayne's gonna need his father.
Wayne's gonna need you.
I need you.
You are the best man I have ever known, Lou Carmody.
And I am thankful every day that Wayne has your heart.
I hope it'll help bring him back fr...
Just kiss me.
Call Tabitha.
Tell her to keep the feds away until I get Wayne out,
but be ready to call for backup when I do.
Look at me.
I don't know what kinda shape we're gonna be in.
So...
Okay.
Alright. Okay.
Yeah.
I love you.
I love you, too.
I might know a back way into Christmasland,
a weak spot between worlds.
I'll take my Bridge through, find Wayne,
and get out before Manx even knows what happened.
You'll need these.
I tried bombs. They're useless against the Wraith.
Forget the Wraith.
We're gonna blow up Christmasland.
Christmasland is Charlie Manx's Inscape.
It is a reflection of his mind.
Who knows what kind of twisted shit he's got lurking in there...
Yeah, which is exactly why we have to do this together.
- Maggie... - No, Vic, no!
No more kids getting ripped away from their families.
No more ornaments on his creepy trees.
I started hunting the Wraith before you,
so I'm going to finish it with you.
We're gonna need to wire every one of those fucking bombs.
- Come on. - You got it, Brat.
There you are.
Hello, Father.
When you were the only child in Christmasland,
I used to find you in here all by your lonesome.
You wanted me to find you friends to play with,
and I did.
I've provided for you, haven't I, Millie?
Made you happy?
Even tonight, I brought you a new friend... Wayne.
What could've been more important than welcoming him?
I have enough friends, Father.
I want to leave this place.
The last time I was here, you were begging me to stay.
Now you want to just up and leave our home?
I had another home.
In the real world.
It's true, isn't it?
This is our home, Millie.
Where we're safe.
We're not safe here.
Have you been playing outside the park walls, Millicent?
Liars end up on the naughty list.
I found a house.
In the woods.
I told you there is nothing out there, so whatever you think you found
was only a nightmare...
Your nightmare.
It's there.
I'll show it to you.
You have to come get me.
Please, Mommy, you have to come quick. Something's wrong with me!
No one has ever been able to enter Christmasland
except via my Wraith.
♪ The Lord is come ♪
♪ Let earth receive her King ♪
♪ Let every heart prepare Him room ♪
You know, I shouldn't be surprised by how big it is.
He's been building it for decades.
Wayne's lost out there with a million other kids.
Okay.
Let's find him and get him out.
No other kids get in after today.
Drifters.
Wayne bit Lou.
Even if we find him...
You're his mother. He'll know you.
Might be better if he didn't, after all I put him through.
You're here. Your kid's a friggin demon.
And you tore the fabric between reality and thought
to come get him. That's more than most kids get.
That's not enough.
My mom tapped out when I started dyeing my hair
and kissing girls.
You know, all this time that Wayne's been gone,
I've been trying to imagine some kind of life...
without him, and I ca...
I can't.
Okay. Okay, we need to think.
Think about where he would be. Come on.
I mean, we went to Six Flags once, and he loved the...
the flume ride and...
And the roller coasters.
The ones he was big enough to go on, anyway.
Uh...
And there was one, you know, it was in the dark,
and there were stars, like the ones that you just...
you stick to the wall...
in a bedroom and stuff, planets.
Yeah. You know? He loved that.
But there was nothing he loved more than Fourth of July.
Fireworks.
We got plenty of those.
Alright.
Red light!
Punk kids in the library, works every time.
Good. Good.
Now.
How did you find this place?
The light was on.
Upstairs.
Come on.
Let me out!
The best sledding is beyond the grove by my house.
You ought to come by for a visit, Charlie.
There's something you need to see.
Someone.
Mom.
Cassie.
Come now, Charles.
You know I've always been here.
In the back of your mind.
Nagging at you.
Like a song you can't get out your head.
I think I'll lead this time.
♪ The language of love ♪
Do you remember our first dance?
We were so young.
Happy.
♪ A whisper, a smile, or a glance ♪
Millie, we're leaving.
The three of us together as a family.
In the Wraith, the real world.
Millicent, get over here right now!
♪ I want you to know ♪
I'm not leaving without Mama.
♪ I love you so ♪
That can't happen, sweetheart.
I can't leave this house, dear.
Because of what your father did to me.
To us.
Because of who he is.
♪ That I love you so ♪
♪ I can't pretend that I don't ♪
You always were a terrible dancer, Charles.
My father even paid for classes, but it didn't help.
See, you were so sure it was your role to lead.
All you did your entire life
was spin us around in circles and trip over your feet.
As a driver.
Farmer. Husband. Father.
That's not true.
I did more for this family than you ever did. I...
I made our daughter happy.
With candy and presents?
Yes, Charles.
I'm familiar with the speech.
You say that Christmasland is a safe haven for children.
But really, it's a place for you to escape yourself.
A place where you are not a failure,
where you are not a coward who devoured his own family
to feed his insatiable ego.
That is why it will all turn to static!
How's that gonna happen, Cassie?
I'm immortal.
Christmasland is forever.
No one can breach it without my say.
Victoria McQueen can.
No.
She's already here.
Wait! No! No, no, wait, please, please!
Mama, come with us.
Listen to me, Millie, darling.
If your father truly loves you,
he will take you away from this place
before Vic McQueen unleashes the Great White Static
that takes us all!
- Mommy! Please! - Let's go. No.
Go. Outside.
If we go back to Christmasland, we'll die.
Millie...
We can live in the real world.
Me a-and you together.
Please, Father.
Let's go.
How long do we wait?
Forever?
Been waiting on Vic to get back from fighting Charlie Manx
for eight years, so...
yep.
Thanks for coming all this way, helping out with all this...
You know, Vic's Dad.
You know I haven't had one of these in over a decade?
- Yeah? - Mm-hmm.
I told myself all the best agents had to be lean and mean, y'know?
Should probably quit myself.
Mm.
Heart stent.
Jesus, Lou.
I know.
As soon as Vic and Wayne get back.
Mm.
I'm here for Maggie.
Have you seen her use her Bag?
And her cigarettes?
Reminded me of Vic and her whiskey.
Mm-hmm.
When I saw the burns, I told myself I was done.
But here I am again, just...
showing up, waiting.
It's pathetic, huh?
Vic lit our house on fire, and I'm still here.
Shit, I'd probably stand next to her in hell
if it meant I could be with her just a little longer.
I keep telling myself it's for love, and I do love her...
and for Wayne.
I love that little dude more than anything in the world.
But maybe I'm just a coward who's afraid of being alone.
I don't know what I'll do if they don't come back.
They will.
With Maggie.
That's him. I see him.
Wayne.
Wayne, Wayne, it's Mom.
- Hey! You're too old to be here! - Shh, shh!
- Okay, okay. - Mr. Manx! Mr. Manx!
Grown-ups in Christmasland!
Drifters!
Everybody come look!
Come on.
Victoria McQueen!
Welcome to Christmasland.
♪ Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie ♪
Let's go, Wayne.
Come on.
♪ Above thy deep and dreamless sleep ♪
♪ The silent... ♪
But he likes it here.
At home with me and all his new friends.
Isn't that right, Wayne?
Mm-hmm.
Why would you spoil that?
Don't listen to a word he says, Wayne. Do you hear me?
- Wayne McQueen... - That's not my name.
Oh.
He's hurting you.
He's making you forget who you are. This isn't your home.
Rubbish.
This place is a salve for children who are suffering.
Wayne's healing has just begun.
He's happy here!
Just like all of my other little ones.
Besides your daughter, you mean?
My Bridge didn't get me here on its own, Charlie.
Ask her, Wayne.
If she's so happy here, why does she want a ride out from me?
Go on, Millie, tell Wayne.
Tell... Tell him the truth.
She won't say it because she is scared, but she wants to leave.
Her father won't let her because he is a monster!
He took her away from her mom.
He took you away from me.
You don't belong here!
None of you do.
Millie, I will keep my word.
You can live in the Real World,
maybe even see the Great Wall of China one day.
Your father took that from you, but you can take it back.
You can take it back. Just bring Wayne to me.
You'll both be free.
It's your choice.
Why don't we let Wayne choose?
All of my children are free to do whatever they please
in Christmasland.
If Wayne wants to leave with you, he's more than welcome.
What do you want, Wayne?
Do you want to go with... her...
or do you want to stay with me in Christmasland?
Come on, Bats. Let's go home.
Why would we ever leave?
We just got here.
You heard the boy.
He prefers to celebrate Christmas.
Seems like we have some drifters among us.
Vic McQueen.
Margaret Leigh.
Scissors for the Drifter, everyone!
Hey! No fair! Open up!
We just wanna play with you!
- Open up! - Hey!
Get her! Get her!
- Pretty. - Yeah.
Now give it back.
Red light!
I said red light!
New game.
Give it back.
Ah!
Thank you, Maggie.
This way!
The Great Tree.
We dreamt it up together, branch by branch,
and now it's gone.
But I don't blame you.
You're not the first person Vic McQueen has twisted into knots.
She poisoned you, along with your mother.
Convinced you to doubt your own father.
Take your sword.
We'll hang her head on a new tree by morning,
and all will be forgiven.
Stay.
Like you promised.
Let Vic McQueen leave with Wayne and stay here with me.
Millicent, stop it. You know I have work to do.
And that wouldn't be very fair to Wayne.
I'm not enough.
I never was.
You are my joy, my everything.
But Vic McQueen is trying to destroy everything we built,
and she will, too, if we don't stop her together here and now.
I begged for you to leave,
for us to leave this place together, and you wouldn't.
And now I ask you to stay, and you won't do that, either?
I'm leaving.
No, you're not going anywhere.
Yes, I am.
One way or another.
Unless...
You wouldn't raise your hand to a child, would you, Father?
I am your father, and you will do exactly as I say.
If you wanna hang Vic McQueen's head on a tree,
do it yourself.
Merry Christmas, Father.
This way!
♪ In Christmasland, we'll build a snowgirl ♪
♪ And make believe that she's a silly clown ♪
♪ We'll have lots of fun with Missus Snowgirl ♪
♪ Until the other kiddies cut her down ♪
Wayne. Wayne.
Wayne.
It's me. It's Mom. Wayne.
Come here.
Wayne! Stop.
Wayne, stop!
Wayne.
Wayne, stop.
Okay, okay, okay.
Hey.
Game's over now, okay?
You have to give it back.
She's pretty.
She's as pretty as our mother.
She'd be prettier without her nose.
You can have her nose.
I want her eyes.
Hey!
That's not fair. She broke the rules.
She's on the naughty list.
Punish the drifter!
Come on!
I set every bomb that I had.
Me too.
The timers are imprecise.
You're bleeding.
Vic, we gotta get the hell outta here.
♪ Ho, ho, ho, you shouldn't go ♪
♪ Deep in the ice maze, you'll get lost ♪
♪ Drifters get cut down by Santa Claus ♪
♪ Ho, ho, ho, you shouldn't go ♪
Maggie, this way.
Come on.
Okay, Brat, over here.
Oh!
Shit.
Vic.
Bats.
There's no bats in here, silly.
I wanna play a game with you.
We can play a game back home.
"NBA 2K."
I'll let you whoop my butt.
But we have to leave if you wanna play.
No. I wanna play here.
Every day is Christmas!
You know what Christmas every day means, don't you?
No Fourth of July.
No friends,
no sunshine,
no summer,
no swimming,
no hot dogs.
And no fireworks.
That was our favorite day in the whole wide world, remember?
We'd go to the lake, me, you, and your dad.
And we'd watch the bright colors
explode in the stars and the sky.
You always loved it.
But you'll never get to see that again
unless you let me take you home, Bats.
I told you there's no bats here.
"Bats" is my special name for you.
I gave it to you because I'm your mother and I love you.
No, you left me. Even though I was always good.
Always!
You left me anyway.
I'm here, Wayne.
Even though it's impossible.
Even though Charlie Manx tried to stop me.
I fought him, and I got here to you because I love you.
Because I promised I would find you.
And I am done breaking promises to you, baby.
I'm here now, and I always will be, okay?
I win! I win!
I win Scissors for the Drifter!
Wayne. We have to find Wayne.
Bring him home. I promi... I promised.
I know, Brat, I know. Come on.
Keep going.
Come on, Brat.
I'm almost there.
What?
What? How?
It was there.
I saw it. It was there.
That's the beauty of an Inscape.
Everything here is a product of my imagination.
Not fluid like water,
but semi-solid, like, say...
ice.
This is one of my favorite exhibits.
Children always find their way out of the Eternal Maze.
But adults never do.
Ironic, isn't it, Vic?
When you had Wayne in your life,
you were always looking for an exit.
Now you're here looking for him,
longing for forgiveness which you'll never find,
just the way your father never found it.
It's a McQueen family tradition, dying...
in dead ends.
Maggie.
Stop, stop.
Just... let her go, Manx.
You can have me.
I already have you.
The both of you.
I have from the moment you arrived.
- Aah! - Vic.
Vic, it's not gonna do anything. You know that.
You have to stop. You have to stop.
Hey. He's just an old bitch.
That's all he ever was.
But we need to go find Wayne
before this place falls apart.
Come on.
Millie!
Have you seen Millie?
Millie!
Children, please, it's me!
Have you seen Millie?
Have you seen my daughter?
Millie!
No.
No, no. No.
Anything?
No, nothing yet!
Wayne!
Bruce Wayne McQueen.
I told you that's not my name.
Do you wanna play again?
No.
Wayne, no more games!
Let me go!
I don't want to go with you!
I want to stay with Mr. Manx!
I hate you!
Mr. Manx! Mr. Manx, help!
If you take me away, I will never forgive you.
I'll hate you for the rest of my life.
I don't care.
That's because you're a monster!
I am your mother, and we are leaving.
Christmas is over, isn't it?
Yeah, Bats.
It's over.
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