[narrator] We now return
to thePink Panther and Sons.It was months before Christmas
At the Pink Panther’s place.The kids were all over
with a smile on each face.They had come
for a slumber party.They had laughed and were fed.But now, they were tired
and getting ready for bed.[gargling noises] [gargling noises] [sighs] Thanks for letting us
have a pajama party
at your house, Mr. Panther. We greatly appreciate
hospitality, Mr. Panther. Sweet dreams, Mr. Panther. [Panky] Night, night, Daddy. [Pinky] Thanks, Dad! [Pinky] Goodnight, everybody. -Goodnight!
-See you tomorrow. [narrator]The children
all snug in their bedswhile visions of arcade games
danced in their heads…[bells chiming] [narrator]
When all of a sudden,
there arose such a clatterthat Panky arose to see
what was the matter.[snoring] What was that? I believe it was
some sort of a thud. I gave him
a left, a right.
Rocko shows no fear. Pull back for
the final knockout swing… Wake up, Rocko! Oh, what’d you have to go
and wake me up for? I was just about to win
the championship. We heard a noise downstairs. [stammering] Noise?
[whimpering] Darn modern chimneys. I still haven’t
gotten used to them. Santa Claus! [Santa gasps in alarm] What are you trying to do,
sneaking up on a guy like that? Wow, Santa Claus! Santa Claus? Yeah, yeah, I know
what you’re thinking. “What’s Santa doing out here
in the middle of summer?” -Can you keep a secret?
-Yeah. Well, I’m trying to get
an early start on things. When I started out, it was
just a few villages. But now, oh, boy,
it’s a nightmare
if I don’t start early. You know, beat
the Christmas rush. [stammering] Maybe
it’s a burglar. We better check it out. Hey, aren’t you coming, Rocko? Uh, no. I’m gonna
stay here and protect Murfel,
just in case. [Annie]
Sure, Rocko. Just in case. So, I brought
your toys early, so… [Pinky] Panky, what’s going on
down there? Oh, no. I can’t let anyone
know that I’m here. Quick, you got to hide me. [Santa] Bubble bath?
I hope this works. -Listen, you guys.
-Over there. Who’s in there? [Panky] It’s me, Panky. Panky, what are you doing? Uh, taking a bubble bath. Boy, that’s some bubble bath. This is no time
for a bath, Panky. There may be
a prowler in the house. But I’m dirty. I don’t care
how dirty you are. I want you to go upstairs
where it’s safe. Annie and Punkin,
you better go
wake up my dad. I think we may have
an intruder in the house. Chatta and I
will go check out
the other rooms. Don’t forget, Panky. Upstairs. Okay. -Santy.
-Is the coast clear? Excuse me, Mr. Panther. Mr. Panther! [snoring] [groaning] Oh, it’s stuck.
We better go
and tell Pinky. [Punkin] Pinky! Pinky, your father wouldn’t
answer the door. Yeah, and it was
stocked light, too. Uh, rocked white. No, uh, locked tight! We better call the police. Hello, operator?
Get me the police.
This is an emergency. Watch out. [Panky sighs in relief] You really shouldn’t
leave your toys
lying around like that. Somebody could get… [both cry out in alarm] [thudding] What was that? Oh, it’s the burglar. Come on, you guys! Uh-oh. It must be
a toy burglar. Looks like he went that way. [Pinky] Panky, you’re
supposed to be upstairs! Hey, what are you hiding
in that closet? Nobody. [Annie] What do you mean
nobody? Uh, he went that way. Sure, Panky. Come on now, out of the way. [Punkin] It’s the burglar! Ho-ho-ho, I’m no burglar. Oh, yeah? Then
how do you explain
that bag of stolen toys? It’s Santa Claus. [all] Santa Claus? Well, I didn’t want you kids
to find out, but you’ve forced me
to tell you. I am the one and only
Santa Claus. If you’re Santa Claus, you’re
either five months early
or seven months late. I’m getting an early start
on my deliveries. You folks aren’t the only ones
who have to beat
the Christmas rush. So where’s your red suit? I’m Sorry, Panky, but
anybody could have
just gone down to the costume shop
and rented that suit. No, no! [doorbell ringing] I’ll get it. You called about a burglar? This way. Okay, bud.
Caught you red-handed. But… But he’s Santa Claus! Santa? That’s right, officer.
I’m Santa Claus. Oh, really?
Well, nice to meet you, Santa. I’m the Easter Bunny,
and this is my partner,
Mother Goose. [laughing] [crying] He’s not really Santa, Panky.
He’s just a burglar. Oh, imagine that. Dressing up like Santa
to steal toys. Who would do such a thing? [Chatta] Hey, you guys!
Over here! [gasps] These toys
all have our names
on them. This one has my name on it. [gasps] it’s a Metric toolkit,
just what I wanted! Here’s one for Rocko. Here’s the unabridged
chapters of Armstrong’s
ethnology theorems with my name on it. Just what I needed. [gasping] There’s
only one person who could’ve known
that we wanted
all these things. Santa! Do you know what that means? Yeah. We just
sent Santa to jail. Oh, brother! We’ve got to go
and save him.
Let’s go! These kids wanted to
see you, Chief. They’re from
the Panther household. There’s been
a horrible mistake. This is no burglar. He’s Santa Claus,
the real thing. Yeah, he told us. Show them, Santa. Oh, yeah. Listen to this. [laughs boisterously]
Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Doesn’t that tell you anything? And look at these cheeks.
Just like roses. And this nose,
just like a cherry. [Pinky]
What if he really is Santa? What will all the kids think
about him being in jail? And what will all the papers
say about the man
who threw him in jail? It says in this book, “And laying his finger
aside of his nose, and giving a nod,
up the chimney he rose.” Well, perhaps if he could,
uh, prove that he is
indeed Santa, we could… We could drop the charges. You would? [police officer] If this guy
can fly up a chimney, [laughs]
you bet! Thanks for believing, Panky. Quit stalling, get on with it! All right, all right. [gasping] What do you know! Hey, he really was Santa. Wow. Panky was right, all along. [bells chiming] Whew. That was a close one. On, Donner! On, Blitzen. I believe, Santa. Bye-bye. [narrator]We heard him exclaim
as he drove out of sight…[Santa] It may not be
Christmas at all, but to all, a good night.