>> HYAH!
>> I CAN'T LET YOU DO THIS,
QUILLGIN.
>> YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE.
AAH!
>> RUDOLPH! DIENE NASE!
>> AAH!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, SANTA CLAUS.
>> * ROCKING AROUND THE
CHRISTMAS TREE *
* AT THE CHRISTMAS PARTY HOP
>> Muscle Man: MAN, THESE
COOKIES ARE GREAT.
YOU KNOW WHO ELSE MAKES GREAT
COOKIES?
MY...CHAEL'S BAKERY, ON
5th AND WESTERN.
YOU BEEN THERE?
>> OH, MY GOSH.
THAT SWEATER IS SO COOL.
>> Benson: OH, YOU LIKE IT?
YEAH, YOU KNOW, IT'S JUST FUN,
FESTIVE.
I LIKE TO GET LOOSE ON HOLIDAYS.
>> I MEAN, THAT'S GOT TO BE THE
WINNER FOR UGLIEST SWEATER,
RIGHT?
>> Benson: OH. OH, YEAH. PBHT!
ISN'T IT FUNNY HOW UGLY IT IS?
I'M GONNA GET MORE SODA.
BE RIGHT BACK.
>> Pops:
CHRISTMAS.
>> Both: * WE JUST
WANT TO WISH YA'S A MERRY, MERRY
CHRISTMAS *
>> Mordecai: * BELLS JINGLE
>> Rigby: * KRIS KRINGLE
>> Both: * WRAP YOUR GIFT LIKE
THIS, SON *
* WRAP-WRAP, WRAP-WRAP
* TAPE, TAPE, BOW!
>> Mordecai: DID YOU HEAR IT?
YEAH, WELL, YOU GOT TO SEE IT
WITH THE MOVES.
ALL RIGHT, WELL, HAVE FUN WITH
YOUR PARENTS.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, MARGARET.
>> Rigby: DID SHE LIKE IT?
>> Mordecai: YEAH. I THINK SO.
>> Benson: OH, ARE YOU LEAVING
ALREADY, MR. MEALLARD?
>> IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE, AND I'M A
BUSY MAN.
SIX MORE PARTIES TO ATTEND.
THAT SWEATER'S TERRIBLE.
GOOD PARTY, THOUGH.
>> Benson: HEY, I'LL TAKE IT.
MERRY CHRISTMAS, SIR.
WELL, ALL RIGHT.
AW, MAN.
THOMAS.
OH, HEY, THOMAS.
COULD YOU GO GET SOME MORE SODA
FROM SKIPS' GARAGE?
>> UH, WELL, I'D LOVE TO, BUT,
UH...
>> Benson: MORDECAI, RI--
>> Mordecai: YEAH, WE'LL GO.
>> Rigby: WE'LL GET THE SODA.
>> Benson: OH. OKAY, GREAT.
>> Mordecai: THIS COUNTS AS YOUR
CHRISTMAS GIFT FROM US, THOUGH.
>> Benson: MY GIFT IS YOU
GETTING ME MORE SODA?
FINE, WHATEVER.
>> Mordecai: HA HA! YES! HUH!
'TIS BETTER TO GIVE THAN TO
RECEIVE.
>> UH, CAN SOMEONE GIVE ME A
HAND?
>> Mordecai: MAN, DON'T YOU JUST
LOVE CHRISTMAS?
>> Rigby: IF YOU MEAN GETTING
GIFTS, THEN, YEAH.
>> Mordecai: DUDE, OF COURSE
THAT'S WHAT I MEAN.
>> Rigby: CHRISTMAS SHOULD BE,
LIKE, MINIMUM, ONCE A MONTH.
>> Mordecai: * MINIMUM
HUH? DUDE, WHAT IS THAT?
COME ON!
>> Both: WH-O-O-O-OA!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, ARE YOU ALL
RIGHT?
>> PLEASE, TAKE -- TAKE THE BOX.
TAKE -- OH, MAN.
YOU TWO?
>> Rigby: WHAT, THIS BOX?
WHAT'S IN IT?
>> NO!
D-DON'T LOOK INTO IT!
YOU MUST DESTROY IT!
>> Rigby: WHAT? WHY?
>> Mordecai: WAIT. WHO ARE YOU?
>> I'M SANTA.
>> Mordecai: WHAT? SANTA CLAUS?
>> NO, SANTA McMURPHY.
YES, SANTA CLAUS.
>> Mordecai: COME ON.
YOU DON'T EVEN LOOK LIKE
SANTA CLAUSE.
>> Rigby: YEAH, SANTA'S ALL FAT
AND JUNK.
>> Mordecai: AND HE SMELLS LIKE
GINGERBREAD COOKIES.
>> Rigby: HE'S GOT ROSY CHEEKS.
>> Mordecai: YEAH, YOU'RE CHEEKS
ARE MORE BRUISE COLORED.
>> Rigby: AND YOU SMELL LIKE YOU
STEPPED IN SOMETHING.
>> WELL, SORRY TO DISAPPOINT
YOU, BUT I WAS JUST SHOT AT,
FELL 3,500 FEET, AND CRASHED
THROUGH A GARAGE.
BESIDES, ALL THAT OTHER STUFF IS
JUST MADE UP BY ADVERTISING
COMPANIES.
TRUST ME, I'M THE REAL
SANTA CLAUS.
>> Rigby: PROVE IT.
OKAY, LOOK.
YOU'RE MORDECAI AND RIGBY.
I'VE BEEN GETTING LETTERS FROM
YOU TWO SINCE YOU WERE LITTLE.
"DEAR SANTA, DUDE, GIVE ME AN
INVISIBILITY CLOAK.
SANTA, DUDE, DON'T BE A JERK.
JUST GIVE ME AN INVISIBILITY
CLOAK."
>> Rigby: THIS IS SANTA!
>> Mordecai: YEAH, I KNOW!
>> Rigby: HEY, WHAT GIVES?
HOW COME WE NEVER GOT THEM?
>> LOOK, IT'S AGAINST THE RULES
TO GIVE MAGICAL GIFTS.
>> Rigby: WHOA, EVEN SANTA HAS
TO FOLLOW RULES?
>> YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
>> Mordecai: OKAY, SO, YOU'RE
SANTA.
BUT WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
>> Rigby: AND WHAT'S IN THE BOX?
>> ACTUALLY, IT'S NOT WHAT'S IN
THE BOX, BUT THE BOX ITSELF THAT
MATTERS.
IT ALL STARTED A FEW MONTHS AGO.
I WAS APPROACHED BY MY LEAD TOY
DESIGNER, QUILLGIN, WHO WAS
EXCITED ABOUT A BREAKTHROUGH
HE'D MADE ON HIS LIFE'S WORK.
THE IDEA WAS SIMPLE -- AN EMPTY
BOX THAT, WHEN OPENED, WOULD
GIVE THE CHILD WHAT THEY DESIRED
MOST.
LITTLE DID I KNOW THAT THE KEY
COMPONENT WAS A DARK MAGIC.
WE USED A FOCUS GROUP TO TEST
OUT HOW IT WOULD WORK IN A
CHRISTMAS-MORNING SCENARIO.
THEN THINGS GOT UGLY.
THE BOX HAD A POWER OVER PEOPLE.
IT BROUGHT OUT THE WORST IN
THEM.
I ORDERED THAT THE BOX BE LOCKED
AWAY, AND THAT ANY WORK
PERTAINING TO IT BE DESTROYED.
I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN HE'D COME
BACK FOR REVENGE.
THE BOX IS IN YOUR HANDS NOW.
YOU MUST DESTROY IT.
IF QUILLGIN GETS IT BACK, HE'LL
USE ITS POWER TO GET WHAT HE
WANTS MOST -- THE DESTRUCTION OF
CHRISTMAS FOREVER.
>> Mordecai: CHRISTMAS GONE
FOREVER?
DON'T WORRY.
YOU CAN COUNT ON US, SANTA.
>> Rigby: YEAH.
THE BOX IS IN GOOD HANDS.
>> Mordecai: WAIT, WHERE IS IT?
>> Rigby: I THOUGHT YOU WERE
HOLDING IT.
>> Mordecai: OOPS.
NO, HERE IT IS.
WHY DID I HAVE TO LAND IN THIS
GARAGE?
>> Mordecai: ALL RIGHT, COME ON.
LET'S GET YOU OUT OF HERE.
>> NO, JUST GO. LEAVE ME.
THE BOX NEEDS TO BE DESTROYED,
FIRST AND FOREMOST.
QUILLGIN WON'T STOP UNTIL HE
GETS IT.
>> Mordecai: SANTA!
>> Rigby: OH, MAN.
HE PASSED OUT.
>> Mordecai: WE GOT TO FIND
HELP.
COME ON.
COME ON, EVERYBODY.
HE'S IN HERE.
>> Benson: SANTA, HUH?
YOU GUYS WOULD MAKE UP ANYTHING
TO GET OUT OF WORK.
>> Mordecai: HE WAS RIGHT HERE.
>> Rigby: MAYBE HE'S JUST HIDING
SOMEWHERE.
>> Muscle Man: WEAK PRANK, BROS.
>> Pops: I AGREE. BAD SHOW.
>> Mordecai: IT'S NOT A PRANK.
LOOK, SANTA GAVE US THIS BOX.
IT CAN GIVE PEOPLE WHATEVER THEY
WANT, BUT IT TURNS THEM EVIL.
>> Benson: ENOUGH.
GIVE ME THAT.
I BET THIS THING'S EMPTY.
WHAT THE?
>> Muscle Man: I WANT TO SEE.
OH, SWEET.
>> Rigby: NO!
>> Muscle Man: GIVE IT!
>> Hi Five Ghost:
>> Pops:
>> Skips: ENOUGH!
>> Benson: WHERE'D YOU GET THAT?
>> Mordecai: I TOLD YOU.
SANTA GAVE IT TO US.
LOOK, WE NEED YOUR HELP.
WE HAVE TO DESTROY THIS THING TO
SAVE CHRISTMAS.
>> Muscle Man: THEN WHAT ARE WE
WAITING FOR?
OOF!
>> Skips:
HMM.
THIS BOX IS MADE FROM DARK
MAGIC.
IT CAN'T BE DESTROYED BY ANY
NORMAL METHODS.
IT HAS TO BE TAKEN DEEP BENEATH
THE EARTH AND CAST INTO FIERY,
MOLTEN LAVA.
>> Rigby: WHERE ARE WE GONNA
FIND THAT?
>> Skips: I KNOW A PLACE.
>> Rigby: AW, HERE?
GENE AND THOSE RIVAL PARK GUYS
ARE LOSERS.
>> Benson: QUIET, RIGBY!
>> Skips: THE LAVA PIT'S IN AN
ABANDONED MINE SHAFT ON THE
OTHER SIDE OF THIS PARK.
COME ON. LET'S GO.
>> Rigby:
>> Mordecai: WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
>> Rigby: FIXING THEIR SNOWMAN.
>> Rigby: HUH?
>> FREEZE!
STEP AWAY FROM THE SNOWMAN'S
CARROT!
>> THE BOX WAS HERE.
LET'S MOVE OUT.
>> I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
I THOUGHT THE PRANK WARS WERE
OVER, BUT HERE YOU COME TO PULL
SOME SORT OF LAME, YULETIDE
PRANK.
>> Benson: LOOK, WE'RE NOT HERE
TO PRANK YOU.
WE'RE JUST HERE TO DESTROY THIS
BOX IN THE LAVA PIT.
>> OH, SURE. THAT MAKES SENSE.
WHAT -- SOMEONE GOT YOU ANOTHER
HORRIBLE SWEATER FOR CHRISTMAS,
AND NOW YOU WANT TO TRASH IT?
>> Mordecai: YOU DON'T GET IT.
THIS BOX IS DANGEROUS.
>> Rigby: YEAH.
IT WAS GIVEN TO US BY SANTA.
>> OH, SANTA.
LARRY, OPEN THE BOX.
>> BUT WHAT IF IT IS A PRANK,
SIR?
>> WELL, THAT'S WHAT I WANT TO
FIND OUT.
NOW OPEN IT.
>> WHOA. AMAZING!
>> GIVE ME THAT!
>> GIVE IT BACK!
>> NO!
>> LET ME HAVE A LOOK.
>> QUIT HOGGING IT!
>> Mordecai: STOP IT!
NOW DO YOU SEE WHAT'S HAPPENING?
THIS IS WHY WE HAVE TO DESTROY
THE BOX.
IF IT FELL INTO THE WRONG HANDS,
IT COULD MEAN THE END OF
CHRISTMAS FOREVER.
>> WHAT IS IT?
>> UNIDENTIFIED MEN INFILTRATING
THE PARK, SIR.
>> WHAT THE? WHO IS THAT?
>> Mordecai: THAT MUST BE THE
ELF WHO'S AFTER THE BOX.
>> Rigby: THAT DUDE?
I THOUGHT HE HE'D BE A SMALL
ELF.
>> Mordecai: COME ON, GENE!
HELP US!
THAT GUY'S EVIL, DUDE!
DUDE, DON'T' YOU CARE ABOUT
CHRISTMAS?
>> Rigby: YEAH, COME ON.
CHRISTMAS IS AT STAKE.
>> Pops: PLEASE!
>> Mordecai: OH, NO! HE'S HERE!
>> Rigby: IT'S TOO LATE!
>> GEEZ, DIDN'T YOU GUYS HEAR ME
STRUGGLING WITH THE DOOR?
YEAH, UH, SPEAKING OF DOORS,
THERE'S SOME ELF DUDE OUT THERE
TRYING TO BREAK IN, SCREAMING
ABOUT DESTROYING CHRISTMAS.
WHO WANTS EGG NOG?
>> LET'S RIDE.
THIS IS AS FAR AS I GO.
>> Benson: THANKS, GENE.
>> SAVE THE THANKS FOR WHEN YOU
ACTUALLY DESTROY THAT THING.
I'LL HOLD OFF THAT ELF FOR AS
LONG AS I CAN.
OH, YEAH. ONE MORE THING.
WATCH OUT FOR THE BOOBY TRAPS ON
THE WAY TO THE LAVA PIT.
>> Benson: BOOBY TRAPS?
WHAT BOOBY TRAPS?
>> MERRY CHRISTMAS!
>> Pops: MAYBE WE SHOULDN'T GO
IN.
>> Muscle Man: IT'S PROBABLY
JUST ANOTHER ONE OF GENE'S LAME
PRANKS.
>> Mordecai: I GUESS WE'LL JUST
HAVE TO FIND OUT.
COME ON.
>> Rigby: AW, WHAT?
IT'S A DEAD END.
>> Muscle Man: NOW WHA--
>> Rigby:
>> Skips: IS EVERYONE OKAY?
>> Mordecai: COME ON.
LET'S KEEP MOVING.
AAH!
>> Muscle Man: CHILL, BRO.
IT'S JUST A SKELETON.
>> Benson: YEAH, SOMEONE MUST
HAVE PUT IT THERE TO SCARE US.
LOOK, THERE'S A DOOR RIGHT PAST
IT.
WE JUST HAVE TO GO AROUND.
>> Skips: DON'T!
>> Benson: AAH!
>> Mordecai: THIS MUST BE ONE OF
THE BOOBY TRAPS.
>> Skips: THERE'S WRITING HERE.
>> Mordecai: WHAT DOES IT SAY?
>> Skips: "CRACK THE CODE, A
DOOR WILL OPEN.
ONE WRONG STEP, FOREVER BROKEN."
>> Mordecai: I GET IT.
IF WE STEP ON THE TILES LIKE IN
THE DRAWINGS, A DOOR WILL OPEN.
>> Benson: I'M NOT STEPPING ON
ONE OF THOSE THINGS AGAIN.
>> Rigby: LET'S USE THAT GUY.
HE'S ALREADY DEAD.
>> Mordecai: OKAY, DUDE.
READ ME THE INSTRUCTIONS.
>> Rigby: UH, MIDDLE, LEFT,
LEFT, MIDDLE, UP, RIGHT, DOWN.
>> Mordecai: UGH!
IT'S NOT WORKING.
>> Muscle Man: HOLD ON TO THIS.
MY MOM GAVE IT TO ME.
>> Benson: WAIT, MUSCLE MAN.
>> Muscle Man:
>> All: WATCH OUT!
>> Muscle Man: WHO-O-O-O!
THAT THING DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH ME.
WHOA! GUYS, I ALMOST DIED!
>> Skips: LET'S KEEP MOVING.
>> Muscle Man: NO, SERIOUSLY,
GUYS.
DID YOU SEE THAT?
I ALMOST DIED!
I REALLY ALMOST DIED!
>> STOP. ZOOM IN.
THERE IT IS.
YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT IN TIME.
THEY'VE PROBABLY DESTROYED THE
BO-- HEY!
>> WE'RE MOVING OUT.
>> Mordecai: HUH?
>> Skips: IT'S ANOTHER BOOBY
TRAP.
"RACK UP POINTS, A BRIDGE WILL
FLOW.
LOSE A BALL, WATCH OUT BELOW."
>> Mordecai: AW, MAN.
A PINBALL MACHINE?
DUDE, NOBODY PLAYS THESE THINGS.
>> Rigby: YEAH, IT DOESN'T EVEN
HAVE A SCREEN.
>> Benson: MOVE.
THIS THING IS CLEARLY BEFORE
YOUR TIME.
>> Mordecai: LOOK, IT'S WORKING!
>> Rigby: YEAH!
KEEP GOING, BENSON!
>> Muscle Man: AAH!
>> Skips:
>> Rigby: LOOKS LIKE IT'S BEFORE
YOUR TIME, TOO, BENSON.
OW!
>> Mordecai: YOU GOT THIS,
BENSON.
>> Benson:
>> Hi Five Ghost: UH, GUYS.
>> GIVE ME THE BOX!
>> Benson: EVERYBODY GO! NOW!
>> GET THEM!
NO!
>> Benson: AAH! OOF!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, THAT WAS
CLOSE.
>> Skips: WE MADE IT TO THE
FINAL TRIAL.
>> Mordecai: WHAT DOES IT SAY?
>> Skips: "WRESTLE A BEAR.
DON'T LOSE."
>> Mordecai: WAIT, WHAT?
>> Muscle Man: WE'RE SUPPOSED TO
FIGHT THAT?
>> Pops: OH, I WILL GLADLY
PARTICIPATE.
>> Benson: BUT, POPS, AGAINST A
BEAR?
THAT'S NOT A FAIR MATCH.
>> Pops: ALL MEN ARE BUT BEASTS
ON THE WRESTLING MAT.
>> Rigby: GOOD LUCK.
>> Rigby: DUDE, HE'S TOTALLY
DEAD.
>> Mordecai: RIGBY!
>> Pops: ALL RIGHT, BEAR.
I ACCEPT YOUR CHALLENGE.
>> Pops:
>> Muscle Man: OH, NO, BRO!
HE'S NOT GONNA MAKE IT!
>> Benson: WAIT, LOOK!
>> Pops: GOOD SHOW, BEAR.
BUT THIS IS A MATCH YOU CANNOT
WIN.
>> Pops: PINNED!
>> Benson: POPS, THAT WAS
INCREDIBLE!
>> Pops: IT WAS NO TROUBLE.
>> Rigby: UH, GUYS.
IT'S GETTING UP AGAIN.
>> YOU HAVE COMPLETED ALL THE
TASKS AND HAVE BEEN PROVEN
WORTHY.
YOU MAY PROCEED.
>> All: EW!
>> Muscle Man: GNARLY, BRO.
>> Mordecai: AW, WHAT?
ANOTHER SLIDE?
>> Skips: JUST GO.
>> Mordecai: WHOA.
>> Muscle Man: FINALLY.
THE LAVA PIT.
>> Benson: LET'S GET THIS THING
DONE AND GO HOME.
>> NOT SO FAST.
>> Benson: WHAT?
HOW DID YOU --
>> I USED THE STAIRS.
>> All: AW, MAN!
>> YOU ALL HAD ME GOING ON QUITE
THE GOOSE CHASE, DIDN'T YOU?
BUT IT LOOKS LIKE YOUR LUCK HAS
RUN OUT.
NOW, HAND OVER THE BOX.
>> Rigby: NO, DON'T DO IT,
MORDECAI.
>> ENOUGH! IT'S MINE.
IT BELONGS TO ME.
DON'T MAKE ME DO SOMETHING
DRASTIC.
>> Benson: MORDECAI, HE HAS A
GUN.
WE DID OUR BEST.
JUST GIVE HIM THE BOX.
>> Mordecai:
SORRY, SANTA.
>> THAT'S IT.
>> Mordecai: HUH?
>> WHAT THE?
>> Rigby: WHAT THE HECK WAS
THAT?
>> Mordecai: I DON'T KNOW.
>> HEY, GUYS!
>> Mordecai: SANTA!
>> Benson: OH, MY...
>> Pops: IT'S REALLY HIM!
>> Rigby: HEY, I THOUGHT YOU
SAID YOU COULDN'T MAKE
INVISIBILITY CLOAKS.
>> WE CAN TOTALLY MAKE THEM.
I JUST SAID WE COULDN'T GIVE
THEM AS GIFTS.
>> NO!
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD.
I SHOT YOU.
>> THAT'S RIGHT.
TOO BAD FOR YOU I WAS WEARING
ONE OF THESE!
>> Both: A BULLETPROOF VEST!
>> Mordecai: THAT'S SMART.
>> Rigby: YEAH, REALLY SMART.
>> I WAS STUNNED FOR A WHILE.
BUT LUCKILY, MY BODY WAS
UNSCATHED.
>> Muscle Man: PARUM,
PUM-PUM-PUM!
SANTA'S GOT A SIX PACK!
>> WELL, GOOD LUCK SURVIVING
THIS!
>> NO!
>> IT DIDN'T HAVE TO END THIS
WAY, BUT YOU RUINED MY DREAM.
IF WE MADE A BOX FOR EVERYONE,
THEN NO ONE WOULD BE FIGHTING
OVER THEM.
DID YOU EVER THINK OF THAT?
HA! I BET YOU DID.
IF EVERYONE HAD EVERYTHING THEY
WANTED, THEN WHY WOULD THEY NEED
SANTA?
>> IT'S NOT LIKE THAT, QUILLGIN.
>> ENOUGH.
YOU RUINED MY LIFE'S WORK, AND
NOW I'M GONNA RUIN YOURS.
GIVE ME WHAT I DESIRE MOST --
THE DESTRUCTION OF CHRISTMAS
FOREVER.
ONE PUSH OF THIS DETONATOR, AND
IT'S ALL GONE.
>> Mordecai: NO!
>> Rigby: MORDECAI!
>> Benson: RIGBY, NO!
>> HUH?
HUH?
>> Rigby: GET OFF!
>> Mordecai: RIGBY! LET GO!
>> Rigby: AAH!
AAH!
>> Benson: MORDECAI! RIGBY!
>> Mordecai: IT'S DONE.
>> Pops: CHRISTMAS IS SAVED!
>> Muscle Man: THANKS FOR THE
RIDE, SANTA.
>> Pops: GOODBYE, SANTA.
>> Skips: I'LL CALL YOU TO GO
BOWLING SOMETIME.
>> Benson: SANTA, YOU'RE, LIKE,
THE AUTHORITY ON CHRISTMAS
STUFF, RIGHT?
WHAT DO YOU THINK?
>> BENSON, YOU SHOULD HAVE
TOSSED THAT THING INTO THE LAVA
PIT.
I GOT TO BE HONEST.
I WASN'T SURE IF YOU GUYS COULD
PULL IT OFF, BUT YOU REALLY DID
IT.
YOU SAVED CHRISTMAS.
>> Mordecai: EH, IT WAS NO BIG
DEAL.
>> Rigby: DOES THIS MEAN WE'LL
FINALLY MAKE IT ONTO YOUR NICE
LIST?
>> HEY.
CRAZIER THINGS HAVE HAPPENED.
HYAH!
>> Both: BYE, SANTA.
>> HO! HO! HO!
>> Mordecai: DUDE, HE SAID IT
JUST LIKE IN THE MOVIES.
>> Rigby: AWESOME!
>> Benson: THOMAS.
>> HUH?
>> Both:
>> Rigby: THAT WAS AWESOME!
>> Benson: ALL RIGHT, YOU TWO.
YOU GOT A HOUSE TO CLEAN.
>> Both: AW, WHAT?
>> Benson: DON'T WORRY.
I'LL GIVE YOU A HAND.
IT'S CHRISTMAS.
I'LL BE BACK WITH THE CLEANING
SUPPLIES.
>> Rigby: MAN.
>> Mordecai: HEY, A PRESENT.
IT'S FOR US.
>> Rigby: "SOMETIMES, YOU GOT TO
BREAK THE RULES."
>> Benson: OKAY, GUYS. LET'S --
>> Both: BEST GIFT EVER!
>> HO! HO! HO!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!