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{{EpisodeScript|
 
{{EpisodeScript|
 
{{ScriptScene|[The Marsh house. The family is in the living room]}}
 
{{ScriptScene|[The Marsh house. The family is in the living room]}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|The answer is "no", Stanley!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|The answer is "no", Stanley!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|But Mom, all the guys are going to Cartman's Grandma's for the weekend!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|But Mom, all the guys are going to Cartman's Grandma's for the weekend!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|I'm sorry, Stanley, I can't let you go all the way to Nebraska by yourself. It's the holidays.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|I'm sorry, Stanley, I can't let you go all the way to Nebraska by yourself. It's the holidays.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|But all the other guys get to go to Cartman's Grandma's; why can't I?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|But all the other guys get to go to Cartman's Grandma's; why can't I?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|I'll leave it up to your father.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|I'll leave it up to your father.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Randy:|''[shrugs]'' Eh, it's fine with me.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Randy|''[shrugs]'' Eh, it's fine with me.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|''[ignoring him]'' The answer is no, Stanley! Now go wash up for supper!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|''[ignoring him]'' The answer is no, Stanley! Now go wash up for supper!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|I don't want your lame-ass supper!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|I don't want your lame-ass supper!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly:|Ew! You're gonna get it now.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Ew! You're gonna get it now.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|''[pointing to her right]'' Go to your room, Stanley! Right now! ''[Randy's angry now. Stan walks to his room and shuts the door]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|''[pointing to her right]'' Go to your room, Stanley! Right now! ''[Randy's angry now. Stan walks to his room and shuts the door]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[retrieving a backpack from his closet]'' Can't tell ''me'' what to do! I'm eight years old! ''[goes to his window, opens it, and stands on the sill]'' I don't need this stupid family anyway! ''[drops to the ground outside and leaves]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[retrieving a backpack from his closet]'' Can't tell ''me'' what to do! I'm eight years old! ''[goes to his window, opens it, and stands on the sill]'' I don't need this stupid family anyway! ''[drops to the ground outside and leaves]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|[Outside the Cartman house. Liane is packing the boys' gear into her station wagon. Kyle's parents and Kenny's parents are seeing them off]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|[Outside the Cartman house. Liane is packing the boys' gear into her station wagon. Kyle's parents and Kenny's parents are seeing them off]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sheila:|It's so nice of you to take all the boys with you.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sheila|It's so nice of you to take all the boys with you.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Oh, it's my pleasure. Eric loves his little friends.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Oh, it's my pleasure. Eric loves his little friends.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[to Kyle]'' Every time I go to my Grandma's house, she gives me a present. You watch: as soon as I walk in the door she'll hand me a big present, for no reason, except that I'm cool.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[to Kyle]'' Every time I go to my Grandma's house, she gives me a present. You watch: as soon as I walk in the door she'll hand me a big present, for no reason, except that I'm cool.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|That's nice, Cartman.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|That's nice, Cartman.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stuart:|''[on bended knee, to Kenny]'' Now, remember, if they have left-over turkey, put some in a bag and bring it home, okay?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stuart|''[on bended knee, to Kenny]'' Now, remember, if they have left-over turkey, put some in a bag and bring it home, okay?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kenny:|(Okay)}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kenny|(Okay)}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[walking up]'' Okay, let's go!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[walking up]'' Okay, let's go!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Oh, I didn't think you were coming, Stan.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh, I didn't think you were coming, Stan.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|'Course I'm coming! Come on, let's hurry!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|'Course I'm coming! Come on, let's hurry!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sheila:|''[Kyle walks away]'' Goodbye, ''bubbe''! Be careful!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sheila|''[Kyle walks away]'' Goodbye, ''bubbe''! Be careful!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stuart:|''[waving to Kenny]'' See you in a couple of days, son.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stuart|''[waving to Kenny]'' See you in a couple of days, son.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[rushing past Kyle, who joins Stan on the back seat]'' Shotgun! It's my car, I call it first: shotgun! ''[opens the door, only to find Kenny already there. They look at each other]'' Kenny, ''I'' called it shotgun! ''[Kenny stares back]'' Dammit, Kenny, get in the back! ''[Kenny moves not. Cartman points to the right]'' Hey, Kenny, there's a sale on orange jackets over there. ''[no movement. Cartman points to the road]'' Look, Kenny, there's an elephant parade! ''[Kenny is not moved. Cartman reaches into his pocket and pulls out a dollar]'' Ken-ny. Kenny, look. Look! Go get it! ''[throws the bill away]'', Go get it! ''[Kenny hops out and Cartman jumps in]'' ha ha ha, you poor piece of crap. ''[Kenny gets the bill and hops into the back seat. Lo and behold, there <u>is</u> an elephant parade, with clowns and jugglers and... Liane drives off]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[rushing past Kyle, who joins Stan on the back seat]'' Shotgun! It's my car, I call it first: shotgun! ''[opens the door, only to find Kenny already there. They look at each other]'' Kenny, ''I'' called it shotgun! ''[Kenny stares back]'' Dammit, Kenny, get in the back! ''[Kenny moves not. Cartman points to the right]'' Hey, Kenny, there's a sale on orange jackets over there. ''[no movement. Cartman points to the road]'' Look, Kenny, there's an elephant parade! ''[Kenny is not moved. Cartman reaches into his pocket and pulls out a dollar]'' Ken-ny. Kenny, look. Look! Go get it! ''[throws the bill away]'', Go get it! ''[Kenny hops out and Cartman jumps in]'' ha ha ha, you poor piece of crap. ''[Kenny gets the bill and hops into the back seat. Lo and behold, there <u>is</u> an elephant parade, with clowns and jugglers and... Liane drives off]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|So, how far is it to Nebraska?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|So, how far is it to Nebraska?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Around six hours.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Around six hours.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Oh my God! What the hell are we gonna do for six hours?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Oh my God! What the hell are we gonna do for six hours?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Well, I've got an idea. We could sing.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Well, I've got an idea. We could sing.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Yeah. Or, we could ''not''.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Yeah. Or, we could ''not''.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog}}
 
{{ScriptDialog}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Let's sing that one Grandma song, Ma. How does it go?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Let's sing that one Grandma song, Ma. How does it go?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|''Over the meadow and through the woods''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''Over the meadow and through the woods''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|<poem>
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|<poem>
 
''To Grandmother's house we go''
 
''To Grandmother's house we go''
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''The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh''
 
''The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh''
 
</poem>}}
 
</poem>}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Please stop.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Please stop.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''Through white and drifted snow''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''Through white and drifted snow''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[insistent]'' Please stop!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[insistent]'' Please stop!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''Over the meadow and through the woods,''<br />
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''Over the meadow and through the woods,''<br />
 
''To Grandmother's house we go''}}
 
''To Grandmother's house we go''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[Kyle angrily kicks him into the dashboard]'' Argh!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[Kyle angrily kicks him into the dashboard]'' Argh!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Ooo, careful hon. These roads are bumpy.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Ooo, careful hon. These roads are bumpy.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[rubbing his nose]'' I guess, damn! ''[some traffic is seen]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[rubbing his nose]'' I guess, damn! ''[some traffic is seen]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Here we go, kids. We're crossing the state line into Nebraska. ''[Stan and Kyle go to Kenny's window to check it out. The first sign they see says, "Now leaving Colorful Colorado," on a mountain background with rainbow. The scenery changes abruptly from snow-covered mountains to fields of wheat. Once they pass the state line they see "You are now in NEBRASKA. ...Sorry." Nothing is seen on the horizon]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Here we go, kids. We're crossing the state line into Nebraska. ''[Stan and Kyle go to Kenny's window to check it out. The first sign they see says, "Now leaving Colorful Colorado," on a mountain background with rainbow. The scenery changes abruptly from snow-covered mountains to fields of wheat. Once they pass the state line they see "You are now in NEBRASKA. ...Sorry." Nothing is seen on the horizon]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|This is Nebraska?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|This is Nebraska?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|What's all ''that'' stuff?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|What's all ''that'' stuff?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Wheat. The building block of your favorite foods, and, Nebraska's principal source of economic productivity. You see, when Nebraska first became--}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Wheat. The building block of your favorite foods, and, Nebraska's principal source of economic productivity. You see, when Nebraska first became--}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|We don't care, Mom.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|We don't care, Mom.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Hey, look! ''[enunciating a billboard]'' See Mr. Hankey at the Mall of Nebraska... Wow! We ''have'' to ''go'', dude!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Hey, look! ''[enunciating a billboard]'' See Mr. Hankey at the Mall of Nebraska... Wow! We ''have'' to ''go'', dude!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[now seated]'' Dude, I thought Mr. Hankey lived in the sewer. What's he doing in Nebraska?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[now seated]'' Dude, I thought Mr. Hankey lived in the sewer. What's he doing in Nebraska?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[now seated]'' I don't know. Ever since he was in that movie, he got all famous.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[now seated]'' I don't know. Ever since he was in that movie, he got all famous.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Oh, so now everybody wants to meet Mr. Hankey! He's a piece of crap.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh, so now everybody wants to meet Mr. Hankey! He's a piece of crap.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|It doesn't matter. He'll be most excited to meet ''me''!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|It doesn't matter. He'll be most excited to meet ''me''!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|That shouldn't be a problem. Eric's Grandma is right near the mall.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|That shouldn't be a problem. Eric's Grandma is right near the mall.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Cool!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Cool!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|How much further is it to Grandma's house? I wanna see what kind of present she got me.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|How much further is it to Grandma's house? I wanna see what kind of present she got me.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|About another hour, hon.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|About another hour, hon.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Why does Grandma have to live so far away? Why don't we just stick her in a nursing home closer to us so ''[angrily]'' I don't have to drive six hours to ''get a god-damned present?!''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Why does Grandma have to live so far away? Why don't we just stick her in a nursing home closer to us so ''[angrily]'' I don't have to drive six hours to ''get a god-damned present?!''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Now, Eric, let's try to get out of that grumpy mood before we get to Grandma's.''<br />}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Now, Eric, let's try to get out of that grumpy mood before we get to Grandma's.''<br />}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''Over the meadow and through the woods''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''Over the meadow and through the woods''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''To Grandmother's house we go''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''To Grandmother's house we go''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Oh, God! ''[Stan is dejected]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Oh, God! ''[Stan is dejected]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh''<br />
 
{{ScriptDialog|Liane and Cartman:|''The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh''<br />
 
''Through white and drifted snow...''}}
 
''Through white and drifted snow...''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Later... Cartman's Grandma's house. Cartman's singing is heard approaching]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Later... Cartman's Grandma's house. Cartman's singing is heard approaching]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''Over the meadow and through the woods...''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''Over the meadow and through the woods...''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|''[stops the car]'' Here we are. ''[the boys pour out]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[stops the car]'' Here we are. ''[the boys pour out]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Jesus Christ, finally!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Jesus Christ, finally!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[runs to the front door]'' Grandmagrandmagrandmagrandma! ''[knocks, rubs his hands together, and an elderly man opens the door. The boys come up behind Cartman]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[runs to the front door]'' Grandmagrandmagrandmagrandma! ''[knocks, rubs his hands together, and an elderly man opens the door. The boys come up behind Cartman]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Man:|Oh, it's little Eric!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Man|Oh, it's little Eric!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Hi, Grandpa!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Hi, Grandpa!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa:|Look at how big you've gotten!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa|Look at how big you've gotten!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Hi, Eric. Grandma got you a present.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Hi, Eric. Grandma got you a present.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Sweet. What is it?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Sweet. What is it?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|It's inside.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|It's inside.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Yes! Move it! ''[shoves Grandma off the porch. She screams on the way down]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Yes! Move it! ''[shoves Grandma off the porch. She screams on the way down]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|''[now inside with the boys]'' Hello everyone. Happy Holidays!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[now inside with the boys]'' Hello everyone. Happy Holidays!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Everyone:|''[seven people]'' Hello!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Everyone|''[seven people]'' Hello!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|These are Eric's friends: Stan, Kyle, and Kenny. Boys, let me introduce you to the Cartman family. This is Uncle Stinky.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|These are Eric's friends: Stan, Kyle, and Kenny. Boys, let me introduce you to the Cartman family. This is Uncle Stinky.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Uncle Stinky:|''[brown curly hair, goatee, Fu Manchu mustache]'' Nice to have you heuh.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Uncle Stinky:|''[brown curly hair, goatee, Fu Manchu mustache]'' Nice to have you heuh.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Aunt Lisa, Cousin Fred, Cousin Alexandra ''[not shown]'', Fat Bob, Jimmy ''[bulldog]'', and great-grandma Florence. ''[with walker]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Aunt Lisa, Cousin Fred, Cousin Alexandra ''[not shown]'', Fat Bob, Jimmy ''[bulldog]'', and great-grandma Florence. ''[with walker]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Florence:|''[Kyle recoils as she approaches the boys]'' Come here, Eric. Give your great-grandma some huggies. ''[grabs Kyle and lifts him up]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Florence|''[Kyle recoils as she approaches the boys]'' Come here, Eric. Give your great-grandma some huggies. ''[grabs Kyle and lifts him up]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Agghh!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Agghh!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|No, no, Florence, that's not Eric.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|No, no, Florence, that's not Eric.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Florence:|''[releases Kyle]'' Oh, which one is ''he'', then?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Florence|''[releases Kyle]'' Oh, which one is ''he'', then?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[pointing]'' He's the ''fat'' one.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[pointing]'' He's the ''fat'' one.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|He's not fat, he's big-boned.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|He's not fat, he's big-boned.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[in sync]'' I'm not fat, I'm big-boned. Ech.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[in sync]'' I'm not fat, I'm big-boned. Ech.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[to Stan]'' That was totally gross. She smelled like vitamins and pee.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[to Stan]'' That was totally gross. She smelled like vitamins and pee.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Sick, dude.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Sick, dude.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Al-righty then. Let's get to my presents, shall we?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Al-righty then. Let's get to my presents, shall we?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Here you go, Eric. Hap-py Holidays! ''[He gleefully rips it open]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Here you go, Eric. Hap-py Holidays! ''[He gleefully rips it open]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[not pleased]'' Wait a minute. This isn't a present, it's a shirt! ''[lifts it out]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[not pleased]'' Wait a minute. This isn't a present, it's a shirt! ''[lifts it out]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Yes. I thought that would look really good on you.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Yes. I thought that would look really good on you.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[really upset]'' Are you telling me that I drove nine hours through butt-fucking nowhere to get a god-damned shirt?! Mom, Grandma's gone senile! It's time to stick her in a home!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[really upset]'' Are you telling me that I drove nine hours through butt-fucking nowhere to get a god-damned shirt?! Mom, Grandma's gone senile! It's time to stick her in a home!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The dining room. The thirteen are seated around it. The TV is at the foot of the table, on its own chair]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The dining room. The thirteen are seated around it. The TV is at the foot of the table, on its own chair]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa:|Well, this is what the holidays are about. Family.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa|Well, this is what the holidays are about. Family.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[dissenting]'' Yeah, right!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[dissenting]'' Yeah, right!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa:|Well, what does your family do for the holidays, Stan?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa|Well, what does your family do for the holidays, Stan?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|My family's dead! ''[Uncle Stinky, a baby, and Aunt Lisa gasp.]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|My family's dead! ''[Uncle Stinky, a baby, and Aunt Lisa gasp.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|''[turns to him, hand to lips]'' Ooh, I'm sorry to hear that, Stanley.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[turns to him, hand to lips]'' Ooh, I'm sorry to hear that, Stanley.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Dude, your family died?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Dude, your family died?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|They're dead to me. My mom doesn't even know I'm here.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|They're dead to me. My mom doesn't even know I'm here.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|What?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|What?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|I can't believe I got a stupid shirt! ''[he didn't have to wear it...]'' The holidays are bullcrap!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I can't believe I got a stupid shirt! ''[he didn't have to wear it...]'' The holidays are bullcrap!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Here, Kyle. Will you hold Great-Grandma's catheter bag during dinner? ''[places it in front of him]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Here, Kyle. Will you hold Great-Grandma's catheter bag during dinner? ''[places it in front of him]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|What is this??}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|What is this??}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|''[in his ear]'' Great-grandma has a bladder problem. This helps her out.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[in his ear]'' Great-grandma has a bladder problem. This helps her out.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[eyes shut]'' Sick, dude!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[eyes shut]'' Sick, dude!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|''[now seated]'' Eric, did you say 'hi' to your little cousin Elvin?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|''[now seated]'' Eric, did you say 'hi' to your little cousin Elvin?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[flatly]'' Hi, cousin Elvin.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[flatly]'' Hi, cousin Elvin.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Elvin:|''[the baby, sucking on a Fudgecicle]'' Sweet.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Elvin|''[the baby, sucking on a Fudgecicle]'' Sweet.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa:|''[tapping knife on wine glass]'' Well, it certainly is nice we could all gather heuh for the holidays. Even Uncle Howard has joined us live via satellite from the state penitentiary. ''[the TV screen shows Uncle Howard at his own table, with a small meal]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa|''[tapping knife on wine glass]'' Well, it certainly is nice we could all gather heuh for the holidays. Even Uncle Howard has joined us live via satellite from the state penitentiary. ''[the TV screen shows Uncle Howard at his own table, with a small meal]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Whoa, dude! ''[Stan is surprised]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Whoa, dude! ''[Stan is surprised]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|You look good, Howard.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|You look good, Howard.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''No I don't!''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''No I don't!''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Hi, Howard.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Hi, Howard.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[to Cartman]'' Dude, is he here every year like this?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[to Cartman]'' Dude, is he here every year like this?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Yup!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Yup!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Elvin:|''[tosses his Fudgecicle at the TV, and it slides down the screen]'' Sweet.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Elvin|''[tosses his Fudgecicle at the TV, and it slides down the screen]'' Sweet.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[Great-Grandma urinates into the bag. He grimaces]'' Aaww!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[Great-Grandma urinates into the bag. He grimaces]'' Aaww!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''Come on, let's eat already! They gave me extra bread and water!''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''Come on, let's eat already! They gave me extra bread and water!''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Where's your manners, Howard? We haven't even said grace yet. Mom, will you do the honors of saying grace?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Where's your manners, Howard? We haven't even said grace yet. Mom, will you do the honors of saying grace?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Florence:|God-damn it, why the hell do ''I'' always have to say grace? If one more person asks me to say grace, I'll be like, "Eh! I'm not ''saying'' grace! And if you ask me again, I'll kick you square ''[jabs the fork in the air]'' in the nuts!"}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Florence|God-damn it, why the hell do ''I'' always have to say grace? If one more person asks me to say grace, I'll be like, "Eh! I'm not ''saying'' grace! And if you ask me again, I'll kick you square ''[jabs the fork in the air]'' in the nuts!"}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Amen. ''[his feelings exactly]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Amen. ''[his feelings exactly]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|All:|Ah-men. ''[all dig into the food. Bits and pieces being to fly everywhere]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|All|Ah-men. ''[all dig into the food. Bits and pieces being to fly everywhere]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[watching the mess]'' Jesus, dude! ''[Kenny stuffs his food into a paper bag, and Jimmy growls longingly]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[watching the mess]'' Jesus, dude! ''[Kenny stuffs his food into a paper bag, and Jimmy growls longingly]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa:|No, Jimmy, this is my pot pie! ''[Jimmy growls]'' No, Jimmy! That's a bad Jimmy!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa|No, Jimmy, this is my pot pie! ''[Jimmy growls]'' No, Jimmy! That's a bad Jimmy!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Bad Jimmy!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Bad Jimmy!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|No, Jimmy, that's Grandpa's pot pie! ''[Stan and Kyle stare in awe. Jimmy growls, and a hail of "No, Jimmy! That's a bad Jimmy!"s descends on him]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|No, Jimmy, that's Grandpa's pot pie! ''[Stan and Kyle stare in awe. Jimmy growls, and a hail of "No, Jimmy! That's a bad Jimmy!"s descends on him]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Dude, I don't know how long I can stay here.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Dude, I don't know how long I can stay here.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|I know what you mean. ''[Kenny packs the last of his meal away]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|I know what you mean. ''[Kenny packs the last of his meal away]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Night time. The boys are asleep in the basement.]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Night time. The boys are asleep in the basement.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[jumps up]'' Arrggh! ''[Stan wakes up]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[jumps up]'' Arrggh! ''[Stan wakes up]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|What, dude? ''[Cartman wakes up]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|What, dude? ''[Cartman wakes up]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Dude, I was having this horrible nightmare that we were at this house, and it was filled with Cartmans!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Dude, I was having this horrible nightmare that we were at this house, and it was filled with Cartmans!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Kyle, we ''are'' in a house filled with Cartmans.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Kyle, we ''are'' in a house filled with Cartmans.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Oh. Arrggh! ''[thump. Kenny's awake. More sounds, of breaking glass.]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Oh. Arrggh! ''[thump. Kenny's awake. More sounds, of breaking glass.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|What was that?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|What was that?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|I heard it, too.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|I heard it, too.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Whatever it is, it's getting closer. ''[Stan pinches him]'' Ow! What the hell was ''that'' for!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Whatever it is, it's getting closer. ''[Stan pinches him]'' Ow! What the hell was ''that'' for!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|I wanted to make sure we're not dreaming. ''[Kyle walks behind Stan and punches Cartman]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|I wanted to make sure we're not dreaming. ''[Kyle walks behind Stan and punches Cartman]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Ow!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Ow!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[moving back to his sleeping bag]'' I wanted to make sure, too.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[moving back to his sleeping bag]'' I wanted to make sure, too.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Yuhwell, you're not dreaming! ''[Kenny flies at him with a punch]'' Ey! Cut the crap!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Yuhwell, you're not dreaming! ''[Kenny flies at him with a punch]'' Ey! Cut the crap!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Dude, it's coming through the window! ''[the window flies open and light streams in. A fat figure jumps in and the kids scream. Cartman goes for the light switch and the light goes on. A surprised prison escapee is what he sees]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Dude, it's coming through the window! ''[the window flies open and light streams in. A fat figure jumps in and the kids scream. Cartman goes for the light switch and the light goes on. A surprised prison escapee is what he sees]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Uncle Howard!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Uncle Howard!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Uncle Howard:|Oh. Hey, Eric. I didn't think anybody'd be down here.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Uncle Howard:|Oh. Hey, Eric. I didn't think anybody'd be down here.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Uncle Howard, what are you doing here?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Uncle Howard, what are you doing here?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|We thought you were in jail.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|We thought you were in jail.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Yeah, well I'b I busted out. ''[shows off the broken cuff chain]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Yeah, well I'b I busted out. ''[shows off the broken cuff chain]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Wow, cool!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Wow, cool!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Sshhhh! You can't let the rest of the family know I'm here.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Sshhhh! You can't let the rest of the family know I'm here.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Okay.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Okay.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|If it's okay, we're just gonna hang out here for a couple of days with you kids.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|If it's okay, we're just gonna hang out here for a couple of days with you kids.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Who's we? You got a turd in your pocket? Hahahaha.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Who's we? You got a turd in your pocket? Hahahaha.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''[turning to the window]'' Come on up, it's okay. ''[another man pops up and makes his was in]'' Another inmate busted out with me. Don't worry, he's a good guy.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''[turning to the window]'' Come on up, it's okay. ''[another man pops up and makes his was in]'' Another inmate busted out with me. Don't worry, he's a good guy.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Inmate:|''[turns around]'' Oh, hi boys. I'm Charlie. Charlie Manson. ''[the boys express some shock, but then fall silent]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Inmate|''[turns around]'' Oh, hi boys. I'm Charlie. Charlie Manson. ''[the boys express some shock, but then fall silent]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The next day. Manson looks out the window]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The next day. Manson looks out the window]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|I can't wait to get out among the pigs ''[turns to Howard]'' and raise some hell.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|I can't wait to get out among the pigs ''[turns to Howard]'' and raise some hell.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|All right, Chuck, but we gotta lay low for a while.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|All right, Chuck, but we gotta lay low for a while.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|When I stand up on the mountain and say, "Do it!", it gets done! And it it don't get done, then ''I'll'' move on it! And that's the ''last'' thing in the world you want ''me'' to do.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|When I stand up on the mountain and say, "Do it!", it gets done! And it it don't get done, then ''I'll'' move on it! And that's the ''last'' thing in the world you want ''me'' to do.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|All right, Chuck. Let's watch some TV or something. ''[Manson sits before the TV and turns it on.]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|All right, Chuck. Let's watch some TV or something. ''[Manson sits before the TV and turns it on.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Announcer:|Now back to, "It's A Wonderful Life".}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|Now back to, "It's A Wonderful Life".}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|George Bailey:|You-oo you just can't buy people, Mr. Potter, wuh. Why, you know what you are? You're a little bitch. ''[Potter looks up]'' That's right, you're a bitch, and I bet you'd like to suck it, wouldn't you?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|George Bailey:|You-oo you just can't buy people, Mr. Potter, wuh. Why, you know what you are? You're a little bitch. ''[Potter looks up]'' That's right, you're a bitch, and I bet you'd like to suck it, wouldn't you?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[snaps his fingers]'' Wake up, Cartman, we've got to get to the mall.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[snaps his fingers]'' Wake up, Cartman, we've got to get to the mall.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[waking]'' What?}}
+
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[waking]'' What?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|We have to go see Mr. Hankey at the mall, Cartman.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|We have to go see Mr. Hankey at the mall, Cartman.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[putting his coat on over his BEEFCAKE muscle shirt]'' All right, keeps your pants on.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[putting his coat on over his BEEFCAKE muscle shirt]'' All right, keeps your pants on.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Hey, bring us down some food, all right?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Hey, bring us down some food, all right?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[follows the boys up the stairs]'' Okay. ''[puts on his cap]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[follows the boys up the stairs]'' Okay. ''[puts on his cap]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The living room. Football is on]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The living room. Football is on]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stinky:|''[eating popcorn]'' Come on, Team!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stinky|''[eating popcorn]'' Come on, Team!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Can somebody drive us to the mall?}}
+
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Can somebody drive us to the mall?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Announcer:|Touchdown!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|Touchdown!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Adults:|Yeah!''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Adults:|Yeah!''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[insistent]'' Hello, Mr. Hankey is appearing at the mall. Can somebody please take us?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[insistent]'' Hello, Mr. Hankey is appearing at the mall. Can somebody please take us?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Announcer:|And these Cornhuskers have the ball on the 50-yard line!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|And these Cornhuskers have the ball on the 50-yard line!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[pops up in front of Stinky]'' Uncle Stinky, can you drive us to the mall?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[pops up in front of Stinky]'' Uncle Stinky, can you drive us to the mall?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stinky:|Not now, Eric. ''[notices a play]'' Hold him! He has him! Where's the flag?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stinky|Not now, Eric. ''[notices a play]'' Hold him! He has him! Where's the flag?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Uncle Stinky, my stupid friends want to see Mr. Hankey! You have to take us!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Uncle Stinky, my stupid friends want to see Mr. Hankey! You have to take us!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stinky:|I said "no," and I mean "no!" Respect my authorituh!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stinky|I said "no," and I mean "no!" Respect my authorituh!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[leaves grumbling]'' Damn his Goddamned authorituh!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[leaves grumbling]'' Damn his Goddamned authorituh!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Announcer:|With only 16 seconds left, the Cornhu-}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|With only 16 seconds left, the Cornhu-}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[SPECIAL REPORT]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[SPECIAL REPORT]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Reporter:|We interrupt this broadcast for a news bulletin.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Reporter|We interrupt this broadcast for a news bulletin.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stinky:|What?!}}
+
{{ScriptDialog|Stinky|What?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Reporter:|''["NEBRASKA NEWS"]'' Mass murderer and extremely nasty person Charles Manson has escaped from prison! Manson was the man responsible for seven murders in the late '60's. Manson has never shown any signs of remorse for his crimes. If you see Manson, please kick his ass and smash his fucking face in for me, and then call the police. And now back to the game.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Reporter|''["NEBRASKA NEWS"]'' Mass murderer and extremely nasty person Charles Manson has escaped from prison! Manson was the man responsible for seven murders in the late '60's. Manson has never shown any signs of remorse for his crimes. If you see Manson, please kick his ass and smash his fucking face in for me, and then call the police. And now back to the game.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Announcer:|And they've done it! They've scored 16 unanswered points in 15 seconds! ''[NEB 23, ARK 16]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|And they've done it! They've scored 16 unanswered points in 15 seconds! ''[NEB 23, ARK 16]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Adults:|Oh, weak!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Adults:|Oh, weak!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|''[the boys walk past her]'' Eric, I need you to take care of your cousin Elvin for a while.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|''[the boys walk past her]'' Eric, I need you to take care of your cousin Elvin for a while.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|I don't wanna take care of Cousin Elvin!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|I don't wanna take care of Cousin Elvin!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Won't yo do it for Grandma?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Won't yo do it for Grandma?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|All right. Give me $10. ''[she reaches into her purse and gives it to him]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|All right. Give me $10. ''[she reaches into her purse and gives it to him]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Elvin:|''[licking another Fudgecicle]'' Kick ass!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Elvin|''[licking another Fudgecicle]'' Kick ass!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|[the basement. Manson is still watching the TV]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|[the basement. Manson is still watching the TV]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|George Bailey|Oh, Mary. Mary, you're real!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|George Bailey|Oh, Mary. Mary, you're real!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Chuck, can you turn that thing down?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Chuck, can you turn that thing down?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|George Bailey:|Hello, movie house! ''["Gone With The Wind" is playing there]'' Hello, burger parlor!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|George Bailey:|Hello, movie house! ''["Gone With The Wind" is playing there]'' Hello, burger parlor!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|You know what the spirit of Christmas is? It's another lie, from the lyin' pigs that consider me the witness-!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|You know what the spirit of Christmas is? It's another lie, from the lyin' pigs that consider me the witness-!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Okay, Chuck! Thank you very much!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Okay, Chuck! Thank you very much!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[coming down the stairs with his friends and Elvin]'' My family sucks ass!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[coming down the stairs with his friends and Elvin]'' My family sucks ass!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Yeah, they do!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Yeah, they do!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''All'' families suck ass!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''All'' families suck ass!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Here. We got you some sticky cinnamon buns. ''[hands the bag to Howard]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Here. We got you some sticky cinnamon buns. ''[hands the bag to Howard]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''[digging in]'' Wow, sweet!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''[digging in]'' Wow, sweet!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Heyyy!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Heyyy!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Dude, we ''have'' to get to the mall!!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Dude, we ''have'' to get to the mall!!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Elvin:|You guys, seriously!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Elvin|You guys, seriously!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|What's the matter?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|What's the matter?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|My stupid friends want to go to the mall to visit Mr. Hankey, but nobody would drive us.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|My stupid friends want to go to the mall to visit Mr. Hankey, but nobody would drive us.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Oh, bummer.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Oh, bummer.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|I'll take you! ''[a heavy note sounds]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|I'll take you! ''[a heavy note sounds]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Uh, that's okay, Chuck. You just keep watching Christmas specials.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Uh, that's okay, Chuck. You just keep watching Christmas specials.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Hey, I didn't bust out of prison to be locked up in somebody's basement! I want some action!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Hey, I didn't bust out of prison to be locked up in somebody's basement! I want some action!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Good for you, Charlie!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Good for you, Charlie!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[to Cartman]'' Come on! I'll hot-wire your Grandpa's car!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[to Cartman]'' Come on! I'll hot-wire your Grandpa's car!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Do you really think we should go with this guy?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Do you really think we should go with this guy?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Stan, don't be such a dumbass. You have to trust people. ''[walks away]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Stan, don't be such a dumbass. You have to trust people. ''[walks away]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside. The boys, Manson, and Elvin head for the station wagon]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside. The boys, Manson, and Elvin head for the station wagon]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|All right, boys, keep your heads down! ''[they get into the wagon, Manson hot-wires it, and steps on the gas]'' We're goin' to the mall!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|All right, boys, keep your heads down! ''[they get into the wagon, Manson hot-wires it, and steps on the gas]'' We're goin' to the mall!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Boys:|Hooray!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Boys|Hooray!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[South Park, The Marsh house]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[South Park, The Marsh house]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|I just can't believe he would go without our permission!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|I just can't believe he would go without our permission!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Randy:|Now, Sharon, don't overreact. Maybe Stan didn't go to Cartman's Grandmother's. Maybe he just ran away or got kidnapped or something.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Randy|Now, Sharon, don't overreact. Maybe Stan didn't go to Cartman's Grandmother's. Maybe he just ran away or got kidnapped or something.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|Well, I hope for ''his'' sake you're right. ''[calls Liane]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|Well, I hope for ''his'' sake you're right. ''[calls Liane]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Hello?}}
+
{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Hello?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|Hello, Ms. Cartman. It's Sharon, Stan's mother. Did Stanley go up there to Nebraska with you?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|Hello, Ms. Cartman. It's Sharon, Stan's mother. Did Stanley go up there to Nebraska with you?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Oh, why yes he did. I thought you were dead, Sharon.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Oh, why yes he did. I thought you were dead, Sharon.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|''Wwhat?!''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|''Wwhat?!''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Liane:|Stanley told me you had passed on. I'm glad to see that you're better.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Liane|Stanley told me you had passed on. I'm glad to see that you're better.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|''[irate. Shelly is now present]'' Get the car, Randy! We're going to Nebraska!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|''[irate. Shelly is now present]'' Get the car, Randy! We're going to Nebraska!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Shelly:|Ooooo, Stan's in trouble!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Shelly|Ooooo, Stan's in trouble!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Mall of Nebraska]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Mall of Nebraska]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[jumping up and down to get a better look]'' Do you see him?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[jumping up and down to get a better look]'' Do you see him?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Not yet. I think we still have a ways to go.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Not yet. I think we still have a ways to go.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|I can't wait to see him! ''[a kid looks back]'' He's gonna be so glad we came!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|I can't wait to see him! ''[a kid looks back]'' He's gonna be so glad we came!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kid:|I drove all the way from Montana to see Mr. Hankey.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kid|I drove all the way from Montana to see Mr. Hankey.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|That's nice, kid. I knew Mr. Hankey before he was even famous.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|That's nice, kid. I knew Mr. Hankey before he was even famous.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|How the hell did Mr. Hankey get so popular? Look at all this Mr. Hankey stuff. ''[a display is seen of Mr. Hankey caps, T-shirts, cups, figurines, and posters]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|How the hell did Mr. Hankey get so popular? Look at all this Mr. Hankey stuff. ''[a display is seen of Mr. Hankey caps, T-shirts, cups, figurines, and posters]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Elvin:|Mr. Hankey kicks ass!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Elvin|Mr. Hankey kicks ass!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|And another thing: it says that Mr. Hankey is also appearing at the Crossroads Mall!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|And another thing: it says that Mr. Hankey is also appearing at the Crossroads Mall!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|So?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|So?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|So, how can Mr. Hankey be here, and in another mall at the same time?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|So, how can Mr. Hankey be here, and in another mall at the same time?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Dude, Mr. Hankey has magic powers. He can do whatever he wants. ''[Charlie Manson and Kenny stare at each other. The line moves up]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Dude, Mr. Hankey has magic powers. He can do whatever he wants. ''[Charlie Manson and Kenny stare at each other. The line moves up]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[to Kenny]'' How would you like to come with me to a more secluded part of the mall?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[to Kenny]'' How would you like to come with me to a more secluded part of the mall?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kenny:|(Okay) ''[they walk off]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kenny|(Okay) ''[they walk off]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|I really like that guy.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|I really like that guy.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Oh, it looks like you finished your Fudgecicle, Elvin. ''[Elvin looks at his hands and sees nothing to lick, then begins to cry]'' God damnit, be quiet, Elvin! Shut up, Elvin! ''[grabs a stick and whacks him on the back of the head. Elvin is now catatonic, but manages a blink]'' No, Elvin, bad Elvin! ''[seeing that Elvin is not responding, he looks around]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh, it looks like you finished your Fudgecicle, Elvin. ''[Elvin looks at his hands and sees nothing to lick, then begins to cry]'' God damnit, be quiet, Elvin! Shut up, Elvin! ''[grabs a stick and whacks him on the back of the head. Elvin is now catatonic, but manages a blink]'' No, Elvin, bad Elvin! ''[seeing that Elvin is not responding, he looks around]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Sweet Box, your music box headquarters. Manson and Kenny are looking around]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Sweet Box, your music box headquarters. Manson and Kenny are looking around]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[explaining things to Kenny]'' Folks need to understand that I ''am terror''! I ''am fear''! I am-! Oh, hey look, another holiday special.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[explaining things to Kenny]'' Folks need to understand that I ''am terror''! I ''am fear''! I am-! Oh, hey look, another holiday special.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Voice-over:|And now, back to "The Grinchy Poo" ''[a shot of Grinchy Poo stealing a decorated tree]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Voice-over:|And now, back to "The Grinchy Poo" ''[a shot of Grinchy Poo stealing a decorated tree]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Narrator:|<poem>
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{{ScriptDialog|Narrator|<poem>
 
Grinchy Poo went up the chimney and stuffed the tree up
 
Grinchy Poo went up the chimney and stuffed the tree up
 
But then he heard a coo, like the cry of a dove
 
But then he heard a coo, like the cry of a dove
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[elated]'' Hoh, boy. Here we go!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[elated]'' Hoh, boy. Here we go!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Howdy ho, boys.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Howdy ho, boys.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[after a pause]'' Mr. Hankey? ''[his elves lift the boys onto Hankey's lap]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[after a pause]'' Mr. Hankey? ''[his elves lift the boys onto Hankey's lap]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Gosh, you boys smell like flowers.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Gosh, you boys smell like flowers.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|You're not the real Mr. Hankey.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|You're not the real Mr. Hankey.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Sure I am! Howdy ho!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Sure I am! Howdy ho!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|You look a lot bigger than the last time we saw you.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|You look a lot bigger than the last time we saw you.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Well, Mr. Hankey has to grow too, you know. Howdy ho!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Well, Mr. Hankey has to grow too, you know. Howdy ho!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Hankey Elf:|You boys want your picture with Mr. Hankey?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Hankey Elf:|You boys want your picture with Mr. Hankey?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|This is ''not'' Mr. Hankey! ''[a picture is taken]'' This is a fake! ''[gasps from other kids and adults. A boy cries]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|This is ''not'' Mr. Hankey! ''[a picture is taken]'' This is a fake! ''[gasps from other kids and adults. A boy cries]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|It's okay, kids. I'm real. Hoowwdy ho!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|It's okay, kids. I'm real. Hoowwdy ho!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kids:|''[a crowd now, they wave back]'' Hoowwdy ho!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kids|''[a crowd now, they wave back]'' Hoowwdy ho!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Why are you people doing this? Why would you lie like this? To ''children''?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Why are you people doing this? Why would you lie like this? To ''children''?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|''[softly]'' Look, kid. There's Mr. Hankeys like me in every shopping mall. There is no ''real'' Mr. Hankey.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|''[softly]'' Look, kid. There's Mr. Hankeys like me in every shopping mall. There is no ''real'' Mr. Hankey.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[insulted]'' What?! What did you say?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[insulted]'' What?! What did you say?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Oh, boy. You've done it now.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Oh, boy. You've done it now.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Huh??}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Huh??}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[stands and rips off the mall Hankey's helmet]'' Behold! Here's your false prophet!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[stands and rips off the mall Hankey's helmet]'' Behold! Here's your false prophet!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kids:|''[gasp]'' Boo! ''[throw plastic Hankey's at the mall Hankey]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kids|''[gasp]'' Boo! ''[throw plastic Hankey's at the mall Hankey]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Ow!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Ow!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kids:|Die!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kids|Die!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Ow!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|Ow!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Kid 1:|Get out! ''[the kids rush the chair and attack Hankey and his elves]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Kid 1:|Get out! ''[the kids rush the chair and attack Hankey and his elves]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kids:|''[background]'' You son of a bitch! Rip it down! Get out!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kids|''[background]'' You son of a bitch! Rip it down! Get out!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Girl:|You lied to me, Mother. You said it was the ''real'' Mr. Hankey.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Girl|You lied to me, Mother. You said it was the ''real'' Mr. Hankey.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Mother:|Uh, well, yes, but-}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Mother|Uh, well, yes, but-}}
{{ScriptDialog|Girl:|I will not forget this, Mother. I will not forget this, ever. ''[turns and walks away]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Girl|I will not forget this, Mother. I will not forget this, ever. ''[turns and walks away]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kid:|This is revolution! ''[more rioting. Two kids prepare a Molotov cocktail. The blond kid lights it, the one in yellow-trimmed blue cap chucks it at the Lollyland setup. It goes up in flames]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kid|This is revolution! ''[more rioting. Two kids prepare a Molotov cocktail. The blond kid lights it, the one in yellow-trimmed blue cap chucks it at the Lollyland setup. It goes up in flames]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|''[getting out of the way]'' Wah-hahow!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Mall Hankey:|''[getting out of the way]'' Wah-hahow!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Security Guard 1:|Uh oh, they're rioting again. ''[the other guard raises an eyebrow. Three kids smash a bench into an electronics store window. Two of them take a TV and the third goes further inside]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Security Guard 1:|Uh oh, they're rioting again. ''[the other guard raises an eyebrow. Three kids smash a bench into an electronics store window. Two of them take a TV and the third goes further inside]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Back at the Sweet Box...]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Back at the Sweet Box...]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Narrator:|<poem>
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{{ScriptDialog|Narrator|<poem>
 
And all the poos down in Pooville joined hands and they sang
 
And all the poos down in Pooville joined hands and they sang
 
They sang all the same
 
They sang all the same
 
And he himself, the Grinchy Poo, carved the roast poo.
 
And he himself, the Grinchy Poo, carved the roast poo.
 
</poem>}}
 
</poem>}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[pleased with the special]'' Wow, man. That's beautiful. He was evil, but now he's good. ''[Kenny looks at him]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[pleased with the special]'' Wow, man. That's beautiful. He was evil, but now he's good. ''[Kenny looks at him]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[At what was Lollyland. A battering ram comes through a wall and everyone scatters. Police in riot gear pour in behind it]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[At what was Lollyland. A battering ram comes through a wall and everyone scatters. Police in riot gear pour in behind it]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Officer 1:|What's happening?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Officer 1:|What's happening?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Officer 2:|Some kid must have said it wasn't the real Mr. Hankey again. ''[the kids and the officers race at each other and do battle. The kid in yellow-trimmed blue cap leaves this graffiti on the wall: "No more lies!" and runs away. Am officer gives chase. Another officer pumps a tear gas canister into the crowd and the kids fall from the resulting gas]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Officer 2:|Some kid must have said it wasn't the real Mr. Hankey again. ''[the kids and the officers race at each other and do battle. The kid in yellow-trimmed blue cap leaves this graffiti on the wall: "No more lies!" and runs away. Am officer gives chase. Another officer pumps a tear gas canister into the crowd and the kids fall from the resulting gas]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[the boys regroup]'' I told you guys. The holiday season is nothing but lies and bullcrap!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[the boys regroup]'' I told you guys. The holiday season is nothing but lies and bullcrap!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[arriving]'' Well, how was it?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[arriving]'' Well, how was it?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|It was a fake!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|It was a fake!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Oh, I'm sorry.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Oh, I'm sorry.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Cartman was right! The holiday season is for idiots!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Cartman was right! The holiday season is for idiots!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Where did you go, Uncle Charlie?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Where did you go, Uncle Charlie?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Uh, I went to a beauty parlor and had my tattoo redone. ''[a happy face replaced the swastika]'' Look!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Uh, I went to a beauty parlor and had my tattoo redone. ''[a happy face replaced the swastika]'' Look!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Oh, uh that's pretty cool.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Oh, uh that's pretty cool.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Hey. Where's Kenny?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Hey. Where's Kenny?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Oh. He's... ''around.''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Oh. He's... ''around.''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kenny:|''[arriving]'' (Hey, you guys. I'm right here.)}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kenny|''[arriving]'' (Hey, you guys. I'm right here.)}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Oh, hey Kenny.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Oh, hey Kenny.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Come on, I'll buy you kids an orange Smoothie.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Come on, I'll buy you kids an orange Smoothie.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Boys:|Ooooo!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Boys:|Ooooo!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Officer:|Hey, there he is! That's Charlie Manson! ''[the officer rush towards him]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer|Hey, there he is! That's Charlie Manson! ''[the officer rush towards him]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Run for your lives, boys! ''[no time for a Smoothie. All head for the mall doors and rush out to the station wagon]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Run for your lives, boys! ''[no time for a Smoothie. All head for the mall doors and rush out to the station wagon]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|''[outside, falling behind with Elvin]'' Ugh! Wait! You guys. Seriously. ''[the officers follow]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|''[outside, falling behind with Elvin]'' Ugh! Wait! You guys. Seriously. ''[the officers follow]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Officer:|Come back here, God damnit! ''[Manson and the boys get in the station wagon and Manson backs up all the way to the highway, jumping the curb]'' He's getting away! ''[the officers get into their cars and pursue Manson]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer|Come back here, God damnit! ''[Manson and the boys get in the station wagon and Manson backs up all the way to the highway, jumping the curb]'' He's getting away! ''[the officers get into their cars and pursue Manson]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Keep your heads down, kids! ''[an officer fires into the wagon and the back window breaks]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Keep your heads down, kids! ''[an officer fires into the wagon and the back window breaks]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Ey! What the hell is wrong with you people?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Ey! What the hell is wrong with you people?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|I can't believe they would put a fake Mr. Hankey in a mall! If Mr. Hankey ever found out, he'd be so pissed!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|I can't believe they would put a fake Mr. Hankey in a mall! If Mr. Hankey ever found out, he'd be so pissed!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Grandma's house. A news bulletin is heard]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Grandma's house. A news bulletin is heard]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Announcer:|We interrupt this program for a breaking news story.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Announcer|We interrupt this program for a breaking news story.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Reporter:|A high speed car chase is happening right now on interstate 3. We go now to our live sky-fi helicopter.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Reporter|A high speed car chase is happening right now on interstate 3. We go now to our live sky-fi helicopter.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Sky-fi Reporter:|Ron, it looks as though the chase is proceeding west down the interstate.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Sky-fi Reporter:|Ron, it looks as though the chase is proceeding west down the interstate.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Oh, that looks a lot like ''your'' car, Harold.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Oh, that looks a lot like ''your'' car, Harold.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Sky-fi Reporter:|We understand that Charles Manson is inside the car with several hostages, all of whom are children ''[Manson sideswipes another car, which loses control and stops. The police drive around it]'' My God, what is this world coming to? Well, we'd like to take a moment to tell you that this car chase is being brought to you by Snacky S'mores ''[a beaver roasting one appears]'', the creamy bonbon s'mores in a delightful cookie crunch.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Sky-fi Reporter:|We understand that Charles Manson is inside the car with several hostages, all of whom are children ''[Manson sideswipes another car, which loses control and stops. The police drive around it]'' My God, what is this world coming to? Well, we'd like to take a moment to tell you that this car chase is being brought to you by Snacky S'mores ''[a beaver roasting one appears]'', the creamy bonbon s'mores in a delightful cookie crunch.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The highway. More shots taken at the wagon]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The highway. More shots taken at the wagon]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|They're gaining on us! ''[more shots, and Elvin tosses his Fudgecicle out]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|They're gaining on us! ''[more shots, and Elvin tosses his Fudgecicle out]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Officer:|Fudgecicle! ''[swerves to avoid it. Two other patrol cars jump over his and burst into flame upon landing]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer|Fudgecicle! ''[swerves to avoid it. Two other patrol cars jump over his and burst into flame upon landing]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Elvin:|Kickass! ''[other cars take up the pursuit and fire at Manson]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Elvin|Kickass! ''[other cars take up the pursuit and fire at Manson]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|God, I ''hate'' the holiday season! ''[more shots]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|God, I ''hate'' the holiday season! ''[more shots]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Manson pulls into Grandma's driveway. Grandma stands outside]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Manson pulls into Grandma's driveway. Grandma stands outside]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|''[the kids rush past her]'' Oh, hello kids. Having fun-?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|''[the kids rush past her]'' Oh, hello kids. Having fun-?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Get in the house!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Get in the house!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Alrighty, then. ''[walks in as the cops pull up]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Alrighty, then. ''[walks in as the cops pull up]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|Lock the door! ''[Terrance and Phillip are on]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|Lock the door! ''[Terrance and Phillip are on]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Big Blonde:|Oh my God, it's Charlie Manson! Whoa!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Big Blonde:|Oh my God, it's Charlie Manson! Whoa!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Harold:|What's going on?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Harold|What's going on?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|There's a bunch of policemen chasing after us!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|There's a bunch of policemen chasing after us!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stinky:|Quiet down, we're watching television. ''[Terrance and Phillip laugh]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stinky|Quiet down, we're watching television. ''[Terrance and Phillip laugh]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Terrance:|Oh, Phillip, what a precious gift! ''[opens it]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Terrance|Oh, Phillip, what a precious gift! ''[opens it]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Phillip:|That's right, Terrance. ''This'' is the season for ''sharing''. ''[farts on the gift, and both laugh]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Phillip|That's right, Terrance. ''This'' is the season for ''sharing''. ''[farts on the gift, and both laugh]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''[appears with rifle in hand]'' The cops are here!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''[appears with rifle in hand]'' The cops are here!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Howard!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Howard!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Harold:|How did you get out, son?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Harold|How did you get out, son?}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside. The officers have hunkered down.]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside. The officers have hunkered down.]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Police Chief:|''[on the bullhorn]'' All right, Manson, we know you're in there! Come out peacefully, and we'll shoot you!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Police Chief:|''[on the bullhorn]'' All right, Manson, we know you're in there! Come out peacefully, and we'll shoot you!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Officer:|''[whispers into the chief's ear]'' Tell him we ''won't'' shoot him, Boss.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer|''[whispers into the chief's ear]'' Tell him we ''won't'' shoot him, Boss.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Police Chief:|''[whispers back]'' Oh, yeah. That's a good idea. ''[on the bullhorn]'' Come out peacefully, and we ''won't'' shoot you! ''[Howard and Grandma peek out]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Police Chief:|''[whispers back]'' Oh, yeah. That's a good idea. ''[on the bullhorn]'' Come out peacefully, and we ''won't'' shoot you! ''[Howard and Grandma peek out]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Oh, look. Police Chief Stevens got a new haircut.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Oh, look. Police Chief Stevens got a new haircut.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''[points the rifle at her]'' Get down, Ma!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''[points the rifle at her]'' Get down, Ma!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Hey, man, don't point a gun at your own mother!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Hey, man, don't point a gun at your own mother!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|What the hell is wrong with you, Manson? You're acting all funny! Everybody just sit down and shut up! We're not going back to the big house!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|What the hell is wrong with you, Manson? You're acting all funny! Everybody just sit down and shut up! We're not going back to the big house!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Harold:|Well, Howard, you've done it again! You've ruined Christmas!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Harold|Well, Howard, you've done it again! You've ruined Christmas!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside Grandma's house. The press shows up]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside Grandma's house. The press shows up]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Field Reporter:|This is Robert Pooner reporting live from Nebraska, where escaped convict Charlie Manson has walled himself up in a house. ''[the camera zooms in on Grandma's house]'' We understand that there are hostages, and that the situation is critical, ''[zoom out]'', so we would like to remind you all that this live hostage crisis is being brought to you by Palmoral Sun Block ''[SPF 200]''. Remember, if it isn't Palmoral, you're gonna get cancer.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Field Reporter:|This is Robert Pooner reporting live from Nebraska, where escaped convict Charlie Manson has walled himself up in a house. ''[the camera zooms in on Grandma's house]'' We understand that there are hostages, and that the situation is critical, ''[zoom out]'', so we would like to remind you all that this live hostage crisis is being brought to you by Palmoral Sun Block ''[SPF 200]''. Remember, if it isn't Palmoral, you're gonna get cancer.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Off camera, the Marshes drive up and get out. Sharon approaches the police]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Off camera, the Marshes drive up and get out. Sharon approaches the police]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|What's going on here?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|What's going on here?!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|We've got a critical situation, ma'am. Charlie Manson is holding everybody inside hostage.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|We've got a critical situation, ma'am. Charlie Manson is holding everybody inside hostage.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|Is this the Cartman residence?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|Is this the Cartman residence?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Yes, ma'am.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Yes, ma'am.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|Give me that! ''[grabs the bullhorn and]'' Stanley! This is your mother!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|Give me that! ''[grabs the bullhorn and]'' Stanley! This is your mother!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Inside]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Inside]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Oh ooh.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Oh ooh.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|What's your mom doing here, dude?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|What's your mom doing here, dude?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|''[outside]'' Young man, I have had it! You have disobeyed me for the last time! ''[Grandma, Howard and Manson look out the window. They turn to face Stan.]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|''[outside]'' Young man, I have had it! You have disobeyed me for the last time! ''[Grandma, Howard and Manson look out the window. They turn to face Stan.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Wow, she's really pissed.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Wow, she's really pissed.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[pointing]'' I'm glad I'm not ''you'' right now, kid.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[pointing]'' I'm glad I'm not ''you'' right now, kid.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|''What do you have to say for yourself, Stanley?!''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|''What do you have to say for yourself, Stanley?!''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[from inside the house]'' ...Sorry.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[from inside the house]'' ...Sorry.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Robert Pooner:|Still more developments in the Manson hostage crisis. Uh, it appears now that eight-year-old Stan Marsh ''[picture shown]'' is in BIG, big trouble. He apparently disobeyed his parents, left home without telling them, and uh, Tom, his- his mother is very disappointed with him.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Robert Pooner:|Still more developments in the Manson hostage crisis. Uh, it appears now that eight-year-old Stan Marsh ''[picture shown]'' is in BIG, big trouble. He apparently disobeyed his parents, left home without telling them, and uh, Tom, his- his mother is very disappointed with him.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Damn it! What are we gonna do?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Damn it! What are we gonna do?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Florence:|Sshhhh! We're watching television.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Florence|Sshhhh! We're watching television.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Terrance and Phillip are teasing a reindeer with a red nose - Rudolph. Terrance runs up and farts on its face, and the deer flinches. Terrance runs back as both men laugh.]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Terrance and Phillip are teasing a reindeer with a red nose - Rudolph. Terrance runs up and farts on its face, and the deer flinches. Terrance runs back as both men laugh.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Phillip:|''[running up]'' Waitwaitwaitwait. ''[farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Phillip|''[running up]'' Waitwaitwaitwait. ''[farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Terrance:|''[running up]'' Check out this one. ''[farts on Rudolph's face and runs back laughing]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Terrance|''[running up]'' Check out this one. ''[farts on Rudolph's face and runs back laughing]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Phillip:|''[running up]'' Hold on, hold on. Over here, over here. ''[farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Phillip|''[running up]'' Hold on, hold on. Over here, over here. ''[farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Terrance:|''[running up]'' Okay, here I come, okay. ''[farts on Rudolph's face and runs back laughing]''
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{{ScriptDialog|Terrance|''[running up]'' Okay, here I come, okay. ''[farts on Rudolph's face and runs back laughing]''
{{ScriptDialog|Phillip:|''[running up]'' Okay, waitwait waitwait. ''[farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Phillip|''[running up]'' Okay, waitwait waitwait. ''[farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The living room]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The living room]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|''[outside, with bullhorn]'' Come out with your hands up!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|''[outside, with bullhorn]'' Come out with your hands up!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Damnit, Dad, why didn't you put a back door on this house?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Damnit, Dad, why didn't you put a back door on this house?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Harold:|Well, there's that old window in the bathroom; you could probably squeeze through there.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Harold|Well, there's that old window in the bathroom; you could probably squeeze through there.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|That's it! We're going out the bathroom window! Come on, Manson!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|That's it! We're going out the bathroom window! Come on, Manson!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|But I gotta see what happens.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|But I gotta see what happens.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Come on, damn it! ''[Manson hurries, panting]'' Well, it's good seeing you all. Don't move until we're gone or I'll shoot you dead. Happy holidays.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Come on, damn it! ''[Manson hurries, panting]'' Well, it's good seeing you all. Don't move until we're gone or I'll shoot you dead. Happy holidays.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Adults:|Happy holidays. ''[Uncle Howard and Manson leave]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|The Adults:|Happy holidays. ''[Uncle Howard and Manson leave]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[walks to the window, looks out, sees his parents, then turns to Kyle]'' Dude, they're gonna kill me.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[walks to the window, looks out, sees his parents, then turns to Kyle]'' Dude, they're gonna kill me.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Police Chief Stevens:|''[outside]'' All right, Manson, this is it! We're coming in after you! There's gonna be a lot of bloodshed, and a lot of innocent people are gonna die! You've got until 100-Marshmallow to come out!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Police Chief Stevens:|''[outside]'' All right, Manson, this is it! We're coming in after you! There's gonna be a lot of bloodshed, and a lot of innocent people are gonna die! You've got until 100-Marshmallow to come out!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Officer:|1-Marshmallow, 2-Marshmallow,...}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer|1-Marshmallow, 2-Marshmallow,...}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The bathroom. Howard works on the window]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The bathroom. Howard works on the window]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''["3, Marshmallow," The window opens]'' All right, it's open! Let's go!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''["3, Marshmallow," The window opens]'' All right, it's open! Let's go!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[walking in]'' 'Scuse me. I wanna go with you.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[walking in]'' 'Scuse me. I wanna go with you.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Huh?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Huh?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Please, I don't wanna go back with them.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Please, I don't wanna go back with them.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|But Stan, your mother and father are out there!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|But Stan, your mother and father are out there!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|I ''know''! They've come to ''punish'' me. All they wanna do is make me pay for comin' to Nebraska in the ''first'' place.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|I ''know''! They've come to ''punish'' me. All they wanna do is make me pay for comin' to Nebraska in the ''first'' place.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|All right, kid, you can come. Now, let's go. ''[starts going through the window. Stan steps on the toilet seat, but Manson stops him.]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|All right, kid, you can come. Now, let's go. ''[starts going through the window. Stan steps on the toilet seat, but Manson stops him.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Stan, I wanna talk to you about family. ''[Uncle Howard is out.]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Stan, I wanna talk to you about family. ''[Uncle Howard is out.]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|What?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|What?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''[popping up]'' What?!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''[popping up]'' What?!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|You see, I had a family once. At least, I ''called'' them my family. Really, they were nothin' but a gang of people I thought were my friends. Ah after we killed a bunch of people together, I realized that my real family was who took care of me, and who took the time to care about what I did.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|You see, I had a family once. At least, I ''called'' them my family. Really, they were nothin' but a gang of people I thought were my friends. Ah after we killed a bunch of people together, I realized that my real family was who took care of me, and who took the time to care about what I did.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|But they don't care about me, they just want to punish me.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|But they don't care about me, they just want to punish me.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|If they don't care about you, would they have driven nine hours to Nebraska?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|If they don't care about you, would they have driven nine hours to Nebraska?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|''[pondering]'' I guess you're right, Uncle Charlie. Thanks. ''[they hug]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|''[pondering]'' I guess you're right, Uncle Charlie. Thanks. ''[they hug]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Now can we go??}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Now can we go??}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|No, Howard. You go ahead. I've got something to say. ''[walks out the bathroom door]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|No, Howard. You go ahead. I've got something to say. ''[walks out the bathroom door]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|Oh, weak!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|Oh, weak!}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The living room. Manson walks in]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[The living room. Manson walks in]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Folks, I apologize for this whole mess. I'm going to surrender. Somebody show the police a white flag.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Folks, I apologize for this whole mess. I'm going to surrender. Somebody show the police a white flag.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside. The countdown continues]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Outside. The countdown continues]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Officer:|''[on the bullhorn]'' 90-Marshmallow, 91-Marshmallow ''[to Police Chief Stevens]'' This is making me hungry for marshmallows ''[on the bullhorn]'' 92-Marshmallow ''[the front door opens and the police get into positions. The flag appears, followed by Kenny, carrying it]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer|''[on the bullhorn]'' 90-Marshmallow, 91-Marshmallow ''[to Police Chief Stevens]'' This is making me hungry for marshmallows ''[on the bullhorn]'' 92-Marshmallow ''[the front door opens and the police get into positions. The flag appears, followed by Kenny, carrying it]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Look out, he's got a white flag! ''[his officers fire away, killing Kenny and breaking the flagpole in half]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Look out, he's got a white flag! ''[his officers fire away, killing Kenny and breaking the flagpole in half]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[peering out]'' Oh my God, they killed the little orange-coat kid!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[peering out]'' Oh my God, they killed the little orange-coat kid!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|''[peering out]'' You bastards! ''[the police don't react. Everyone now pours out of the house]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|''[peering out]'' You bastards! ''[the police don't react. Everyone now pours out of the house]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|''[surprised]'' They're surrendering!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|''[surprised]'' They're surrendering!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cops:|''[run up and handcuff the pair]'' Okay, grab a hold of him. You're under arrest, buddy. ''[two of them beat on Kenny's corpse]'' }}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cops|''[run up and handcuff the pair]'' Okay, grab a hold of him. You're under arrest, buddy. ''[two of them beat on Kenny's corpse]'' }}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Blond Cop:|All right you, spread 'em! ''[puts the cuffs on Kenny]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Blond Cop:|All right you, spread 'em! ''[puts the cuffs on Kenny]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|''[helping in Manson's arrest]'' You're going back to prison to rot, Manson!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|''[helping in Manson's arrest]'' You're going back to prison to rot, Manson!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Good! I deserve to!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Good! I deserve to!}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|What??}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|What??}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[hands behind his back]'' I can never make it up to the families that I destroyed, but at least I'll make an example for anyone else thinking that crime ''[softly]'' is an answer.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[hands behind his back]'' I can never make it up to the families that I destroyed, but at least I'll make an example for anyone else thinking that crime ''[softly]'' is an answer.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Stop that. ''[the officer releases Manson]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Stop that. ''[the officer releases Manson]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|You see, I get it now! I finally understand what the holidays are all about. Boys, don't you see? You can't let things get you down during the holidays, because being happy is what the holidays are all about!}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|You see, I get it now! I finally understand what the holidays are all about. Boys, don't you see? You can't let things get you down during the holidays, because being happy is what the holidays are all about!}}
{{ScriptDialog|Kyle:|Charlie's right! I'm not gonna let some ''fake'' Mr. Hankey spoil ''my'' holidays.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Kyle|Charlie's right! I'm not gonna let some ''fake'' Mr. Hankey spoil ''my'' holidays.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|<poem>
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|<poem>
 
I've been such a bastard all these years, and I ''finally understand''. And it it it feels great! If I feel like- I feel like I'm in my own Christmas special. You see...
 
I've been such a bastard all these years, and I ''finally understand''. And it it it feels great! If I feel like- I feel like I'm in my own Christmas special. You see...
 
''Holidays are that special time''
 
''Holidays are that special time''
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</poem>}}
 
</poem>}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Everyone Else:|''Happy happy happy happy holy happy happy happy<br>Holidays''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Everyone Else:|''Happy happy happy happy holy happy happy happy<br>Holidays''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|<poem>
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|<poem>
 
''Happy Kwanzaa, too''
 
''Happy Kwanzaa, too''
 
''From me to you''
 
''From me to you''
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{{ScriptDialog|Officer Bob:|Happy Holidays, Chief.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Officer Bob:|Happy Holidays, Chief.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Come on, Manson. You belong in jail. ''[finally cuffs him]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Chief Stevens:|Come on, Manson. You belong in jail. ''[finally cuffs him]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|You're darn right I do.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|You're darn right I do.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|''[being cuffed]'' Well, I guess I'll be going, Mom and Dad. I hope you can forgive me.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|''[being cuffed]'' Well, I guess I'll be going, Mom and Dad. I hope you can forgive me.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandma:|Oh, of course we forgive you, son. It was nice of you to pop in for the holidays.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandma|Oh, of course we forgive you, son. It was nice of you to pop in for the holidays.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa:|Yes. Now, watch that ass in prison, son.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Grandpa|Yes. Now, watch that ass in prison, son.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Howard:|I always do. See ya, Eric. Thanks for all your help.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Howard|I always do. See ya, Eric. Thanks for all your help.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Cartman:|See ya, Uncle Howard. ''[mad]'' Thanks for being such a great role model for me. ''[very softly]'' Piece of crap.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Cartman|See ya, Uncle Howard. ''[mad]'' Thanks for being such a great role model for me. ''[very softly]'' Piece of crap.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|I hope you can forgive me, too, Mom.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|I hope you can forgive me, too, Mom.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Sharon:|Oh, Stanley. Let's just forget the whole thing and have a nice holiday back home.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Sharon|Oh, Stanley. Let's just forget the whole thing and have a nice holiday back home.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Really?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Really?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Randy:|Sure. We'll punish you after the holidays.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Randy|Sure. We'll punish you after the holidays.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Hooray! Uh, I mean, wait. What?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Hooray! Uh, I mean, wait. What?}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Robert Pooner:|''[wrap up]'' And so, Manson is hauled off to jail to rot in his cell. Everything is back to normal, and I guess the only thing left to say is, God bless us, everyone.}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Robert Pooner:|''[wrap up]'' And so, Manson is hauled off to jail to rot in his cell. Everything is back to normal, and I guess the only thing left to say is, God bless us, everyone.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Nebraska State Penitentiary]''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[Nebraska State Penitentiary]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|''[in a cell with three other mates, reading from his latest book]'' "And I guess that's what I've learned. I'm sorry for what I did, but that doesn't make up for it. I deserve to be in jail. All I hope is that I don't make mankind lose faith in itself. Yes, there's murderers in the world. There's rapists and thieves. But those are the vast minority. The majority of mankind is made up of caring people, who try every day to do what they think is right. And that's the spirit of the season." What do you think, guys?}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|''[in a cell with three other mates, reading from his latest book]'' "And I guess that's what I've learned. I'm sorry for what I did, but that doesn't make up for it. I deserve to be in jail. All I hope is that I don't make mankind lose faith in itself. Yes, there's murderers in the world. There's rapists and thieves. But those are the vast minority. The majority of mankind is made up of caring people, who try every day to do what they think is right. And that's the spirit of the season." What do you think, guys?}}
{{ScriptDialog|Inmate:|It sucks, just like all your other books. ''[Manson puts his book next to the others and walks off: "AH, MILAN," "OBSERVATIONS FROM THE FOREST," "Are You There God? It's Me. Manson"]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Inmate|It sucks, just like all your other books. ''[Manson puts his book next to the others and walks off: "AH, MILAN," "OBSERVATIONS FROM THE FOREST," "Are You There God? It's Me. Manson"]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|Well, Guh Good night, you guys. Happy Holidays.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|Well, Guh Good night, you guys. Happy Holidays.}}
{{ScriptDialog|Inmate:|Shut up! ''[Manson turns off the lights. Soon, noise is heard outside the cell]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Inmate|Shut up! ''[Manson turns off the lights. Soon, noise is heard outside the cell]''}}
{{ScriptDialog|Manson:|What was that? ''[turns off the lights]'' What the?! ''[surprised to see the Cartmans and the boys inside the cell]''}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Manson|What was that? ''[turns off the lights]'' What the?! ''[surprised to see the Cartmans and the boys inside the cell]''}}
 
{{ScriptDialog|Cartmans/Boys:|<poem>
 
{{ScriptDialog|Cartmans/Boys:|<poem>
 
Merry Christmas, Charlie Manson!
 
Merry Christmas, Charlie Manson!
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''"Hark," the herald angels sing''
 
''"Hark," the herald angels sing''
 
</poem>}}
 
</poem>}}
{{ScriptDialog|Stan:|Dude, this is pretty fucked up right here.}}
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{{ScriptDialog|Stan|Dude, this is pretty fucked up right here.}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[End of '''Merry Christmas, Charlie Manson!''']''}}
 
{{ScriptScene|''[End of '''Merry Christmas, Charlie Manson!''']''}}
 
}}
 
}}

Revision as of 22:01, 11 February 2017


Spookyfish "Spookyfish/Script" "Merry Christmas Charlie Manson!/Script" "Gnomes/Script" Gnomes
The official script for "Merry Christmas Charlie Manson!" was released by South Park Studios. It is located [[Media:{{{e}}}.pdf|here]]!

Cast

  • Stan Marsh
  • Kyle Broflovski
  • Eric Cartman
  • Kenny McCormick
  • Liane Cartman
  • Grandma Cartman
  • Grandpa Harold Cartman
  • Uncle Stinky Cartman
  • Aunt Lisa Cartman
  • Cousin Fred Cartman
  • Cousin Alexandra Cartman
  • Fat Bob Cartman
  • Jimmy, the fat bulldog
  • Great-Grandma Florence Cartman
  • Elvin Cartman
  • Uncle Howard Cartman
  • Charlie Manson
  • Sharon Marsh
  • Randy Marsh
  • Shelly Marsh
  • Gerald Broflovski
  • Sheila Broflovski
  • Mrs. McCormick
  • Stuart McCormick
  • Mall Hankey
  • Police, with Chief Stevens
  • Reporter Robert Pooner

Script

Merry Christmas Charlie Manson!
[The Marsh house. The family is in the living room]
Sharon
The answer is "no", Stanley!
Stan
But Mom, all the guys are going to Cartman's Grandma's for the weekend!
Sharon
I'm sorry, Stanley, I can't let you go all the way to Nebraska by yourself. It's the holidays.
Stan
But all the other guys get to go to Cartman's Grandma's; why can't I?
Sharon
I'll leave it up to your father.
Randy
[shrugs] Eh, it's fine with me.
Sharon
[ignoring him] The answer is no, Stanley! Now go wash up for supper!
Stan
I don't want your lame-ass supper!
Shelly
Ew! You're gonna get it now.
Sharon
[pointing to her right] Go to your room, Stanley! Right now! [Randy's angry now. Stan walks to his room and shuts the door]
Stan
[retrieving a backpack from his closet] Can't tell me what to do! I'm eight years old! [goes to his window, opens it, and stands on the sill] I don't need this stupid family anyway! [drops to the ground outside and leaves]
[Outside the Cartman house. Liane is packing the boys' gear into her station wagon. Kyle's parents and Kenny's parents are seeing them off]''
Sheila
It's so nice of you to take all the boys with you.
Liane
Oh, it's my pleasure. Eric loves his little friends.
Cartman
[to Kyle] Every time I go to my Grandma's house, she gives me a present. You watch: as soon as I walk in the door she'll hand me a big present, for no reason, except that I'm cool.
Kyle
That's nice, Cartman.
Stuart
[on bended knee, to Kenny] Now, remember, if they have left-over turkey, put some in a bag and bring it home, okay?
Kenny
(Okay)
Stan
[walking up] Okay, let's go!
Cartman
Oh, I didn't think you were coming, Stan.
Stan
'Course I'm coming! Come on, let's hurry!
Sheila
[Kyle walks away] Goodbye, bubbe! Be careful!
Stuart
[waving to Kenny] See you in a couple of days, son.
Cartman
[rushing past Kyle, who joins Stan on the back seat] Shotgun! It's my car, I call it first: shotgun! [opens the door, only to find Kenny already there. They look at each other] Kenny, I called it shotgun! [Kenny stares back] Dammit, Kenny, get in the back! [Kenny moves not. Cartman points to the right] Hey, Kenny, there's a sale on orange jackets over there. [no movement. Cartman points to the road] Look, Kenny, there's an elephant parade! [Kenny is not moved. Cartman reaches into his pocket and pulls out a dollar] Ken-ny. Kenny, look. Look! Go get it! [throws the bill away], Go get it! [Kenny hops out and Cartman jumps in] ha ha ha, you poor piece of crap. [Kenny gets the bill and hops into the back seat. Lo and behold, there is an elephant parade, with clowns and jugglers and... Liane drives off]
Stan
So, how far is it to Nebraska?
Liane
Around six hours.
Kyle
Oh my God! What the hell are we gonna do for six hours?
Liane
Well, I've got an idea. We could sing.
Stan
Yeah. Or, we could not.
Actor
Dialog
Cartman
Let's sing that one Grandma song, Ma. How does it go?
Liane
Over the meadow and through the woods
Liane and Cartman:

To Grandmother's house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh
Through white and drifted snow...

[4 HOURS LATER]
Liane and Cartman:

Over the meadow and through the woods
To Grandmother's house we go
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh

Kyle
Please stop.
Liane and Cartman:
Through white and drifted snow
Kyle
[insistent] Please stop!
Liane and Cartman:
Over the meadow and through the woods,

To Grandmother's house we go

Cartman
[Kyle angrily kicks him into the dashboard] Argh!
Liane
Ooo, careful hon. These roads are bumpy.
Cartman
[rubbing his nose] I guess, damn! [some traffic is seen]
Liane
Here we go, kids. We're crossing the state line into Nebraska. [Stan and Kyle go to Kenny's window to check it out. The first sign they see says, "Now leaving Colorful Colorado," on a mountain background with rainbow. The scenery changes abruptly from snow-covered mountains to fields of wheat. Once they pass the state line they see "You are now in NEBRASKA. ...Sorry." Nothing is seen on the horizon]
Stan
This is Nebraska?
Kyle
What's all that stuff?
Liane
Wheat. The building block of your favorite foods, and, Nebraska's principal source of economic productivity. You see, when Nebraska first became--
Cartman
We don't care, Mom.
Kyle
Hey, look! [enunciating a billboard] See Mr. Hankey at the Mall of Nebraska... Wow! We have to go, dude!
Stan
[now seated] Dude, I thought Mr. Hankey lived in the sewer. What's he doing in Nebraska?
Kyle
[now seated] I don't know. Ever since he was in that movie, he got all famous.
Cartman
Oh, so now everybody wants to meet Mr. Hankey! He's a piece of crap.
Kyle
It doesn't matter. He'll be most excited to meet me!
Liane
That shouldn't be a problem. Eric's Grandma is right near the mall.
Kyle
Cool!
Cartman
How much further is it to Grandma's house? I wanna see what kind of present she got me.
Liane
About another hour, hon.
Cartman
Why does Grandma have to live so far away? Why don't we just stick her in a nursing home closer to us so [angrily] I don't have to drive six hours to get a god-damned present?!
Liane
Now, Eric, let's try to get out of that grumpy mood before we get to Grandma's.
Liane and Cartman:
Over the meadow and through the woods
Liane and Cartman:
To Grandmother's house we go
Kyle
Oh, God! [Stan is dejected]
Liane and Cartman:
The horse knows the way to carry the sleigh

Through white and drifted snow...

'[Later... Cartman's Grandma's house. Cartman's singing is heard approaching]'
Cartman
Over the meadow and through the woods...
Liane
[stops the car] Here we are. [the boys pour out]
Kyle
Jesus Christ, finally!
Cartman
[runs to the front door] Grandmagrandmagrandmagrandma! [knocks, rubs his hands together, and an elderly man opens the door. The boys come up behind Cartman]
Man
Oh, it's little Eric!
Cartman
Hi, Grandpa!
Grandpa
Look at how big you've gotten!
Grandma
Hi, Eric. Grandma got you a present.
Cartman
Sweet. What is it?
Grandma
It's inside.
Cartman
Yes! Move it! [shoves Grandma off the porch. She screams on the way down]
Liane
[now inside with the boys] Hello everyone. Happy Holidays!
Everyone
[seven people] Hello!
Liane
These are Eric's friends: Stan, Kyle, and Kenny. Boys, let me introduce you to the Cartman family. This is Uncle Stinky.
Uncle Stinky:
[brown curly hair, goatee, Fu Manchu mustache] Nice to have you heuh.
Liane
Aunt Lisa, Cousin Fred, Cousin Alexandra [not shown], Fat Bob, Jimmy [bulldog], and great-grandma Florence. [with walker]
Florence
[Kyle recoils as she approaches the boys] Come here, Eric. Give your great-grandma some huggies. [grabs Kyle and lifts him up]
Kyle
Agghh!
Liane
No, no, Florence, that's not Eric.
Florence
[releases Kyle] Oh, which one is he, then?
Stan
[pointing] He's the fat one.
Grandma
He's not fat, he's big-boned.
Cartman
[in sync] I'm not fat, I'm big-boned. Ech.
Kyle
[to Stan] That was totally gross. She smelled like vitamins and pee.
Stan
Sick, dude.
Cartman
Al-righty then. Let's get to my presents, shall we?
Grandma
Here you go, Eric. Hap-py Holidays! [He gleefully rips it open]
Cartman
[not pleased] Wait a minute. This isn't a present, it's a shirt! [lifts it out]
Grandma
Yes. I thought that would look really good on you.
Cartman
[really upset] Are you telling me that I drove nine hours through butt-fucking nowhere to get a god-damned shirt?! Mom, Grandma's gone senile! It's time to stick her in a home!
'[The dining room. The thirteen are seated around it. The TV is at the foot of the table, on its own chair]'
Grandpa
Well, this is what the holidays are about. Family.
Stan
[dissenting] Yeah, right!
Grandpa
Well, what does your family do for the holidays, Stan?
Stan
My family's dead! [Uncle Stinky, a baby, and Aunt Lisa gasp.]
Liane
[turns to him, hand to lips] Ooh, I'm sorry to hear that, Stanley.
Kyle
Dude, your family died?
Stan
They're dead to me. My mom doesn't even know I'm here.
Kyle
What?!
Cartman
I can't believe I got a stupid shirt! [he didn't have to wear it...] The holidays are bullcrap!
Liane
Here, Kyle. Will you hold Great-Grandma's catheter bag during dinner? [places it in front of him]
Kyle
What is this??
Liane
[in his ear] Great-grandma has a bladder problem. This helps her out.
Kyle
[eyes shut] Sick, dude!
Liane
[now seated] Eric, did you say 'hi' to your little cousin Elvin?
Cartman
[flatly] Hi, cousin Elvin.
Elvin
[the baby, sucking on a Fudgecicle] Sweet.
Grandpa
[tapping knife on wine glass] Well, it certainly is nice we could all gather heuh for the holidays. Even Uncle Howard has joined us live via satellite from the state penitentiary. [the TV screen shows Uncle Howard at his own table, with a small meal]
Kyle
Whoa, dude! [Stan is surprised]
Grandma
You look good, Howard.
Howard
No I don't!
Liane
Hi, Howard.
Stan
[to Cartman] Dude, is he here every year like this?
Cartman
Yup!
Elvin
[tosses his Fudgecicle at the TV, and it slides down the screen] Sweet.
Kyle
[Great-Grandma urinates into the bag. He grimaces] Aaww!
Howard
Come on, let's eat already! They gave me extra bread and water!
Grandma
Where's your manners, Howard? We haven't even said grace yet. Mom, will you do the honors of saying grace?
Florence
God-damn it, why the hell do I always have to say grace? If one more person asks me to say grace, I'll be like, "Eh! I'm not saying grace! And if you ask me again, I'll kick you square [jabs the fork in the air] in the nuts!"
Cartman
Amen. [his feelings exactly]
All
Ah-men. [all dig into the food. Bits and pieces being to fly everywhere]
Kyle
[watching the mess] Jesus, dude! [Kenny stuffs his food into a paper bag, and Jimmy growls longingly]
Grandpa
No, Jimmy, this is my pot pie! [Jimmy growls] No, Jimmy! That's a bad Jimmy!
Cartman
Bad Jimmy!
Grandma
No, Jimmy, that's Grandpa's pot pie! [Stan and Kyle stare in awe. Jimmy growls, and a hail of "No, Jimmy! That's a bad Jimmy!"s descends on him]
Stan
Dude, I don't know how long I can stay here.
Kyle
I know what you mean. [Kenny packs the last of his meal away]
'[Night time. The boys are asleep in the basement.]'
Kyle
[jumps up] Arrggh! [Stan wakes up]
Stan
What, dude? [Cartman wakes up]
Kyle
Dude, I was having this horrible nightmare that we were at this house, and it was filled with Cartmans!
Stan
Kyle, we are in a house filled with Cartmans.
Kyle
Oh. Arrggh! [thump. Kenny's awake. More sounds, of breaking glass.]
Stan
What was that?
Kyle
I heard it, too.
Cartman
Whatever it is, it's getting closer. [Stan pinches him] Ow! What the hell was that for!
Stan
I wanted to make sure we're not dreaming. [Kyle walks behind Stan and punches Cartman]
Cartman
Ow!
Kyle
[moving back to his sleeping bag] I wanted to make sure, too.
Cartman
Yuhwell, you're not dreaming! [Kenny flies at him with a punch] Ey! Cut the crap!
Kyle
Dude, it's coming through the window! [the window flies open and light streams in. A fat figure jumps in and the kids scream. Cartman goes for the light switch and the light goes on. A surprised prison escapee is what he sees]
Cartman
Uncle Howard!
Uncle Howard:
Oh. Hey, Eric. I didn't think anybody'd be down here.
Cartman
Uncle Howard, what are you doing here?!
Stan
We thought you were in jail.
Howard
Yeah, well I'b I busted out. [shows off the broken cuff chain]
Cartman
Wow, cool!
Howard
Sshhhh! You can't let the rest of the family know I'm here.
Cartman
Okay.
Howard
If it's okay, we're just gonna hang out here for a couple of days with you kids.
Cartman
Who's we? You got a turd in your pocket? Hahahaha.
Howard
[turning to the window] Come on up, it's okay. [another man pops up and makes his was in] Another inmate busted out with me. Don't worry, he's a good guy.
Inmate
[turns around] Oh, hi boys. I'm Charlie. Charlie Manson. [the boys express some shock, but then fall silent]
'[The next day. Manson looks out the window]'
Manson
I can't wait to get out among the pigs [turns to Howard] and raise some hell.
Howard
All right, Chuck, but we gotta lay low for a while.
Manson
When I stand up on the mountain and say, "Do it!", it gets done! And it it don't get done, then I'll move on it! And that's the last thing in the world you want me to do.
Howard
All right, Chuck. Let's watch some TV or something. [Manson sits before the TV and turns it on.]
Announcer
Now back to, "It's A Wonderful Life".
George Bailey:
You-oo you just can't buy people, Mr. Potter, wuh. Why, you know what you are? You're a little bitch. [Potter looks up] That's right, you're a bitch, and I bet you'd like to suck it, wouldn't you?
Stan
[snaps his fingers] Wake up, Cartman, we've got to get to the mall.
Cartman
[waking] What?
Kyle
We have to go see Mr. Hankey at the mall, Cartman.
Cartman
[putting his coat on over his BEEFCAKE muscle shirt] All right, keeps your pants on.
Howard
Hey, bring us down some food, all right?
Cartman
[follows the boys up the stairs] Okay. [puts on his cap]
'[The living room. Football is on]'
Stinky
[eating popcorn] Come on, Team!
Cartman
Can somebody drive us to the mall?
Announcer
Touchdown!
The Adults:
Yeah!
Cartman
[insistent] Hello, Mr. Hankey is appearing at the mall. Can somebody please take us?
Announcer
And these Cornhuskers have the ball on the 50-yard line!
Cartman
[pops up in front of Stinky] Uncle Stinky, can you drive us to the mall?
Stinky
Not now, Eric. [notices a play] Hold him! He has him! Where's the flag?!
Cartman
Uncle Stinky, my stupid friends want to see Mr. Hankey! You have to take us!
Stinky
I said "no," and I mean "no!" Respect my authorituh!
Cartman
[leaves grumbling] Damn his Goddamned authorituh!
Announcer
With only 16 seconds left, the Cornhu-
'[SPECIAL REPORT]'
Reporter
We interrupt this broadcast for a news bulletin.
Stinky
What?!
Reporter
["NEBRASKA NEWS"] Mass murderer and extremely nasty person Charles Manson has escaped from prison! Manson was the man responsible for seven murders in the late '60's. Manson has never shown any signs of remorse for his crimes. If you see Manson, please kick his ass and smash his fucking face in for me, and then call the police. And now back to the game.
Announcer
And they've done it! They've scored 16 unanswered points in 15 seconds! [NEB 23, ARK 16]
The Adults:
Oh, weak!
Grandma
[the boys walk past her] Eric, I need you to take care of your cousin Elvin for a while.
Cartman
I don't wanna take care of Cousin Elvin!
Grandma
Won't yo do it for Grandma?
Cartman
All right. Give me $10. [she reaches into her purse and gives it to him]
Elvin
[licking another Fudgecicle] Kick ass!
[the basement. Manson is still watching the TV]''
George Bailey
Oh, Mary. Mary, you're real!
Howard
Chuck, can you turn that thing down?
George Bailey:
Hello, movie house! ["Gone With The Wind" is playing there] Hello, burger parlor!
Manson
You know what the spirit of Christmas is? It's another lie, from the lyin' pigs that consider me the witness-!
Howard
Okay, Chuck! Thank you very much!
Cartman
[coming down the stairs with his friends and Elvin] My family sucks ass!
Kyle
Yeah, they do!
Stan
All families suck ass!
Cartman
Here. We got you some sticky cinnamon buns. [hands the bag to Howard]
Howard
[digging in] Wow, sweet!
Manson
Heyyy!
Kyle
Dude, we have to get to the mall!!
Elvin
You guys, seriously!
Howard
What's the matter?
Cartman
My stupid friends want to go to the mall to visit Mr. Hankey, but nobody would drive us.
Howard
Oh, bummer.
Manson
I'll take you! [a heavy note sounds]
Howard
Uh, that's okay, Chuck. You just keep watching Christmas specials.
Manson
Hey, I didn't bust out of prison to be locked up in somebody's basement! I want some action!
Kyle
Good for you, Charlie!
Manson
[to Cartman] Come on! I'll hot-wire your Grandpa's car!
Stan
Do you really think we should go with this guy?
Cartman
Stan, don't be such a dumbass. You have to trust people. [walks away]
'[Outside. The boys, Manson, and Elvin head for the station wagon]'
Manson
All right, boys, keep your heads down! [they get into the wagon, Manson hot-wires it, and steps on the gas] We're goin' to the mall!
Boys
Hooray!
'[South Park, The Marsh house]'
Sharon
I just can't believe he would go without our permission!
Randy
Now, Sharon, don't overreact. Maybe Stan didn't go to Cartman's Grandmother's. Maybe he just ran away or got kidnapped or something.
Sharon
Well, I hope for his sake you're right. [calls Liane]
Liane
Hello?
Sharon
Hello, Ms. Cartman. It's Sharon, Stan's mother. Did Stanley go up there to Nebraska with you?
Liane
Oh, why yes he did. I thought you were dead, Sharon.
Sharon
Wwhat?!
Liane
Stanley told me you had passed on. I'm glad to see that you're better.
Sharon
[irate. Shelly is now present] Get the car, Randy! We're going to Nebraska!
Shelly
Ooooo, Stan's in trouble!
'[Mall of Nebraska]'
Kyle
[jumping up and down to get a better look] Do you see him?
Stan
Not yet. I think we still have a ways to go.
Kyle
I can't wait to see him! [a kid looks back] He's gonna be so glad we came!
Kid
I drove all the way from Montana to see Mr. Hankey.
Kyle
That's nice, kid. I knew Mr. Hankey before he was even famous.
Cartman
How the hell did Mr. Hankey get so popular? Look at all this Mr. Hankey stuff. [a display is seen of Mr. Hankey caps, T-shirts, cups, figurines, and posters]
Elvin
Mr. Hankey kicks ass!
Cartman
And another thing: it says that Mr. Hankey is also appearing at the Crossroads Mall!
Kyle
So?!
Cartman
So, how can Mr. Hankey be here, and in another mall at the same time?
Kyle
Dude, Mr. Hankey has magic powers. He can do whatever he wants. [Charlie Manson and Kenny stare at each other. The line moves up]
Manson
[to Kenny] How would you like to come with me to a more secluded part of the mall?
Kenny
(Okay) [they walk off]
Stan
I really like that guy.
Cartman
Oh, it looks like you finished your Fudgecicle, Elvin. [Elvin looks at his hands and sees nothing to lick, then begins to cry] God damnit, be quiet, Elvin! Shut up, Elvin! [grabs a stick and whacks him on the back of the head. Elvin is now catatonic, but manages a blink] No, Elvin, bad Elvin! [seeing that Elvin is not responding, he looks around]
'[Sweet Box, your music box headquarters. Manson and Kenny are looking around]'
Manson
[explaining things to Kenny] Folks need to understand that I am terror! I am fear! I am-! Oh, hey look, another holiday special.
Voice-over:
And now, back to "The Grinchy Poo" [a shot of Grinchy Poo stealing a decorated tree]
Narrator

Grinchy Poo went up the chimney and stuffed the tree up
But then he heard a coo, like the cry of a dove
It was little Cindy Lou Poo, who was no more than two
"Mr. Hankey, why? Why are you taking our Christmas tree, why?"
And Old Grinchy Poo thought of a line, and he thought it up quick...

'[Lollyland. a mall worker dressed as a Hankey elf, covered in Hankey kisses, approaches the boys]'
Hankey Elf:
All right, boys, you're up next. Welcome to Mr. Hankey's Happy Lollyland! [voice dripping with bitterness]
Kyle
[elated] Hoh, boy. Here we go!
Mall Hankey:
Howdy ho, boys.
Stan
[after a pause] Mr. Hankey? [his elves lift the boys onto Hankey's lap]
Mall Hankey:
Gosh, you boys smell like flowers.
Kyle
You're not the real Mr. Hankey.
Mall Hankey:
Sure I am! Howdy ho!
Stan
You look a lot bigger than the last time we saw you.
Mall Hankey:
Well, Mr. Hankey has to grow too, you know. Howdy ho!
Hankey Elf:
You boys want your picture with Mr. Hankey?
Kyle
This is not Mr. Hankey! [a picture is taken] This is a fake! [gasps from other kids and adults. A boy cries]
Mall Hankey:
It's okay, kids. I'm real. Hoowwdy ho!
Kids
[a crowd now, they wave back] Hoowwdy ho!
Kyle
Why are you people doing this? Why would you lie like this? To children?
Mall Hankey:
[softly] Look, kid. There's Mr. Hankeys like me in every shopping mall. There is no real Mr. Hankey.
Kyle
[insulted] What?! What did you say?!
Stan
Oh, boy. You've done it now.
Mall Hankey:
Huh??
Kyle
[stands and rips off the mall Hankey's helmet] Behold! Here's your false prophet!
Kids
[gasp] Boo! [throw plastic Hankey's at the mall Hankey]
Mall Hankey:
Ow!
Kids
Die!
Mall Hankey:
Ow!
Kid 1:
Get out! [the kids rush the chair and attack Hankey and his elves]
Kids
[background] You son of a bitch! Rip it down! Get out!
Girl
You lied to me, Mother. You said it was the real Mr. Hankey.
Mother
Uh, well, yes, but-
Girl
I will not forget this, Mother. I will not forget this, ever. [turns and walks away]
Kid
This is revolution! [more rioting. Two kids prepare a Molotov cocktail. The blond kid lights it, the one in yellow-trimmed blue cap chucks it at the Lollyland setup. It goes up in flames]
Mall Hankey:
[getting out of the way] Wah-hahow!
Security Guard 1:
Uh oh, they're rioting again. [the other guard raises an eyebrow. Three kids smash a bench into an electronics store window. Two of them take a TV and the third goes further inside]
'[Back at the Sweet Box...]'
Narrator

And all the poos down in Pooville joined hands and they sang
They sang all the same
And he himself, the Grinchy Poo, carved the roast poo.

Manson
[pleased with the special] Wow, man. That's beautiful. He was evil, but now he's good. [Kenny looks at him]
'[At what was Lollyland. A battering ram comes through a wall and everyone scatters. Police in riot gear pour in behind it]'
Officer 1:
What's happening?
Officer 2:
Some kid must have said it wasn't the real Mr. Hankey again. [the kids and the officers race at each other and do battle. The kid in yellow-trimmed blue cap leaves this graffiti on the wall: "No more lies!" and runs away. Am officer gives chase. Another officer pumps a tear gas canister into the crowd and the kids fall from the resulting gas]
Cartman
[the boys regroup] I told you guys. The holiday season is nothing but lies and bullcrap!
Manson
[arriving] Well, how was it?
Kyle
It was a fake!
Manson
Oh, I'm sorry.
Kyle
Cartman was right! The holiday season is for idiots!
Stan
Where did you go, Uncle Charlie?
Manson
Uh, I went to a beauty parlor and had my tattoo redone. [a happy face replaced the swastika] Look!
Cartman
Oh, uh that's pretty cool.
Stan
Hey. Where's Kenny?
Manson
Oh. He's... around.
Kenny
[arriving] (Hey, you guys. I'm right here.)
Stan
Oh, hey Kenny.
Manson
Come on, I'll buy you kids an orange Smoothie.
The Boys:
Ooooo!
Officer
Hey, there he is! That's Charlie Manson! [the officer rush towards him]
Manson
Run for your lives, boys! [no time for a Smoothie. All head for the mall doors and rush out to the station wagon]
Cartman
[outside, falling behind with Elvin] Ugh! Wait! You guys. Seriously. [the officers follow]
Officer
Come back here, God damnit! [Manson and the boys get in the station wagon and Manson backs up all the way to the highway, jumping the curb] He's getting away! [the officers get into their cars and pursue Manson]
Manson
Keep your heads down, kids! [an officer fires into the wagon and the back window breaks]
Cartman
Ey! What the hell is wrong with you people?!
Kyle
I can't believe they would put a fake Mr. Hankey in a mall! If Mr. Hankey ever found out, he'd be so pissed!
'[Grandma's house. A news bulletin is heard]'
Announcer
We interrupt this program for a breaking news story.
Reporter
A high speed car chase is happening right now on interstate 3. We go now to our live sky-fi helicopter.
Sky-fi Reporter:
Ron, it looks as though the chase is proceeding west down the interstate.
Grandma
Oh, that looks a lot like your car, Harold.
Sky-fi Reporter:
We understand that Charles Manson is inside the car with several hostages, all of whom are children [Manson sideswipes another car, which loses control and stops. The police drive around it] My God, what is this world coming to? Well, we'd like to take a moment to tell you that this car chase is being brought to you by Snacky S'mores [a beaver roasting one appears], the creamy bonbon s'mores in a delightful cookie crunch.
'[The highway. More shots taken at the wagon]'
Manson
They're gaining on us! [more shots, and Elvin tosses his Fudgecicle out]
Officer
Fudgecicle! [swerves to avoid it. Two other patrol cars jump over his and burst into flame upon landing]
Elvin
Kickass! [other cars take up the pursuit and fire at Manson]
Kyle
God, I hate the holiday season! [more shots]
'[Manson pulls into Grandma's driveway. Grandma stands outside]'
Grandma
[the kids rush past her] Oh, hello kids. Having fun-?
Manson
Get in the house!
Grandma
Alrighty, then. [walks in as the cops pull up]
Cartman
Lock the door! [Terrance and Phillip are on]
Big Blonde:
Oh my God, it's Charlie Manson! Whoa!
Harold
What's going on?
Stan
There's a bunch of policemen chasing after us!
Stinky
Quiet down, we're watching television. [Terrance and Phillip laugh]
Terrance
Oh, Phillip, what a precious gift! [opens it]
Phillip
That's right, Terrance. This is the season for sharing. [farts on the gift, and both laugh]
Howard
[appears with rifle in hand] The cops are here!
Grandma
Howard!
Harold
How did you get out, son?
'[Outside. The officers have hunkered down.]'
Police Chief:
[on the bullhorn] All right, Manson, we know you're in there! Come out peacefully, and we'll shoot you!
Officer
[whispers into the chief's ear] Tell him we won't shoot him, Boss.
Police Chief:
[whispers back] Oh, yeah. That's a good idea. [on the bullhorn] Come out peacefully, and we won't shoot you! [Howard and Grandma peek out]
Grandma
Oh, look. Police Chief Stevens got a new haircut.
Howard
[points the rifle at her] Get down, Ma!
Manson
Hey, man, don't point a gun at your own mother!
Howard
What the hell is wrong with you, Manson? You're acting all funny! Everybody just sit down and shut up! We're not going back to the big house!
Harold
Well, Howard, you've done it again! You've ruined Christmas!
'[Outside Grandma's house. The press shows up]'
Field Reporter:
This is Robert Pooner reporting live from Nebraska, where escaped convict Charlie Manson has walled himself up in a house. [the camera zooms in on Grandma's house] We understand that there are hostages, and that the situation is critical, [zoom out], so we would like to remind you all that this live hostage crisis is being brought to you by Palmoral Sun Block [SPF 200]. Remember, if it isn't Palmoral, you're gonna get cancer.
'[Off camera, the Marshes drive up and get out. Sharon approaches the police]'
Sharon
What's going on here?!
Chief Stevens:
We've got a critical situation, ma'am. Charlie Manson is holding everybody inside hostage.
Sharon
Is this the Cartman residence?
Chief Stevens:
Yes, ma'am.
Sharon
Give me that! [grabs the bullhorn and] Stanley! This is your mother!
'[Inside]'
Stan
Oh ooh.
Kyle
What's your mom doing here, dude?
Sharon
[outside] Young man, I have had it! You have disobeyed me for the last time! [Grandma, Howard and Manson look out the window. They turn to face Stan.]
Howard
Wow, she's really pissed.
Manson
[pointing] I'm glad I'm not you right now, kid.
'[Outside]'
Sharon
What do you have to say for yourself, Stanley?!
Stan
[from inside the house] ...Sorry.
Robert Pooner:
Still more developments in the Manson hostage crisis. Uh, it appears now that eight-year-old Stan Marsh [picture shown] is in BIG, big trouble. He apparently disobeyed his parents, left home without telling them, and uh, Tom, his- his mother is very disappointed with him.
Howard
Damn it! What are we gonna do?
Florence
Sshhhh! We're watching television.
'[Terrance and Phillip are teasing a reindeer with a red nose - Rudolph. Terrance runs up and farts on its face, and the deer flinches. Terrance runs back as both men laugh.]'
Phillip
[running up] Waitwaitwaitwait. [farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]
Terrance
[running up] Check out this one. [farts on Rudolph's face and runs back laughing]
Phillip
[running up] Hold on, hold on. Over here, over here. [farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]
Terrance
[running up] Okay, here I come, okay. [farts on Rudolph's face and runs back laughing]
Phillip
[running up] Okay, waitwait waitwait. [farts on Rudolph's rear and runs back laughing]
'[The living room]'
Chief Stevens:
[outside, with bullhorn] Come out with your hands up!
Howard
Damnit, Dad, why didn't you put a back door on this house?!
Harold
Well, there's that old window in the bathroom; you could probably squeeze through there.
Howard
That's it! We're going out the bathroom window! Come on, Manson!
Manson
But I gotta see what happens.
Howard
Come on, damn it! [Manson hurries, panting] Well, it's good seeing you all. Don't move until we're gone or I'll shoot you dead. Happy holidays.
The Adults:
Happy holidays. [Uncle Howard and Manson leave]
Stan
[walks to the window, looks out, sees his parents, then turns to Kyle] Dude, they're gonna kill me.
Police Chief Stevens:
[outside] All right, Manson, this is it! We're coming in after you! There's gonna be a lot of bloodshed, and a lot of innocent people are gonna die! You've got until 100-Marshmallow to come out!
Officer
1-Marshmallow, 2-Marshmallow,...
'[The bathroom. Howard works on the window]'
Howard
["3, Marshmallow," The window opens] All right, it's open! Let's go!
Stan
[walking in] 'Scuse me. I wanna go with you.
Manson
Huh?!
Stan
Please, I don't wanna go back with them.
Manson
But Stan, your mother and father are out there!
Stan
I know! They've come to punish me. All they wanna do is make me pay for comin' to Nebraska in the first place.
Howard
All right, kid, you can come. Now, let's go. [starts going through the window. Stan steps on the toilet seat, but Manson stops him.]
Manson
Stan, I wanna talk to you about family. [Uncle Howard is out.]
Stan
What?!
Howard
[popping up] What?!
Manson
You see, I had a family once. At least, I called them my family. Really, they were nothin' but a gang of people I thought were my friends. Ah after we killed a bunch of people together, I realized that my real family was who took care of me, and who took the time to care about what I did.
Stan
But they don't care about me, they just want to punish me.
Manson
If they don't care about you, would they have driven nine hours to Nebraska?
Stan
[pondering] I guess you're right, Uncle Charlie. Thanks. [they hug]
Howard
Now can we go??
Manson
No, Howard. You go ahead. I've got something to say. [walks out the bathroom door]
Howard
Oh, weak!
'[The living room. Manson walks in]'
Manson
Folks, I apologize for this whole mess. I'm going to surrender. Somebody show the police a white flag.
'[Outside. The countdown continues]'
Officer
[on the bullhorn] 90-Marshmallow, 91-Marshmallow [to Police Chief Stevens] This is making me hungry for marshmallows [on the bullhorn] 92-Marshmallow [the front door opens and the police get into positions. The flag appears, followed by Kenny, carrying it]
Chief Stevens:
Look out, he's got a white flag! [his officers fire away, killing Kenny and breaking the flagpole in half]
Manson
[peering out] Oh my God, they killed the little orange-coat kid!
Kyle
[peering out] You bastards! [the police don't react. Everyone now pours out of the house]
Chief Stevens:
[surprised] They're surrendering!
Cops
[run up and handcuff the pair] Okay, grab a hold of him. You're under arrest, buddy. [two of them beat on Kenny's corpse]
Blond Cop:
All right you, spread 'em! [puts the cuffs on Kenny]
Chief Stevens:
[helping in Manson's arrest] You're going back to prison to rot, Manson!
Manson
Good! I deserve to!
Chief Stevens:
What??
Manson
[hands behind his back] I can never make it up to the families that I destroyed, but at least I'll make an example for anyone else thinking that crime [softly] is an answer.
Chief Stevens:
Stop that. [the officer releases Manson]
Manson
You see, I get it now! I finally understand what the holidays are all about. Boys, don't you see? You can't let things get you down during the holidays, because being happy is what the holidays are all about!
Kyle
Charlie's right! I'm not gonna let some fake Mr. Hankey spoil my holidays.
Manson

I've been such a bastard all these years, and I finally understand. And it it it feels great! If I feel like- I feel like I'm in my own Christmas special. You see...
Holidays are that special time
When we laugh and sing and feel warm and cozy
Forget about being angry for a day [picks Elvin up]
Remember how it felt to be a child
Opening presents on Christmas mornin'
That's the way that we should all feel now
So I say Happy happy happy happy holy happy happy happy
Holidays

Everyone Else:
Happy happy happy happy holy happy happy happy
Holidays
Manson

Happy Kwanzaa, too
From me to you
Happy Holidays, you guys.

Chief Stevens:
Happy Holidays, Bob.
Officer Bob:
Happy Holidays, Chief.
Chief Stevens:
Come on, Manson. You belong in jail. [finally cuffs him]
Manson
You're darn right I do.
Howard
[being cuffed] Well, I guess I'll be going, Mom and Dad. I hope you can forgive me.
Grandma
Oh, of course we forgive you, son. It was nice of you to pop in for the holidays.
Grandpa
Yes. Now, watch that ass in prison, son.
Howard
I always do. See ya, Eric. Thanks for all your help.
Cartman
See ya, Uncle Howard. [mad] Thanks for being such a great role model for me. [very softly] Piece of crap.
Stan
I hope you can forgive me, too, Mom.
Sharon
Oh, Stanley. Let's just forget the whole thing and have a nice holiday back home.
Stan
Really?
Randy
Sure. We'll punish you after the holidays.
Stan
Hooray! Uh, I mean, wait. What?
Robert Pooner:
[wrap up] And so, Manson is hauled off to jail to rot in his cell. Everything is back to normal, and I guess the only thing left to say is, God bless us, everyone.
'[Nebraska State Penitentiary]'
Manson
[in a cell with three other mates, reading from his latest book] "And I guess that's what I've learned. I'm sorry for what I did, but that doesn't make up for it. I deserve to be in jail. All I hope is that I don't make mankind lose faith in itself. Yes, there's murderers in the world. There's rapists and thieves. But those are the vast minority. The majority of mankind is made up of caring people, who try every day to do what they think is right. And that's the spirit of the season." What do you think, guys?
Inmate
It sucks, just like all your other books. [Manson puts his book next to the others and walks off: "AH, MILAN," "OBSERVATIONS FROM THE FOREST," "Are You There God? It's Me. Manson"]
Manson
Well, Guh Good night, you guys. Happy Holidays.
Inmate
Shut up! [Manson turns off the lights. Soon, noise is heard outside the cell]
Manson
What was that? [turns off the lights] What the?! [surprised to see the Cartmans and the boys inside the cell]
Cartmans/Boys:

Merry Christmas, Charlie Manson!
[Grandma bears a cake. Manson melts, smiling. End credits soon roll]
"Hark," the herald angels sin,
"Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth, and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled"
[Manson joins them] Joyful all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
"Hark," the herald angels sing

Stan
Dude, this is pretty fucked up right here.
'[End of Merry Christmas, Charlie Manson!]'

End of Merry Christmas Charlie Manson!


  216: "Merry Christmas Charlie Manson!" edit
Story Elements

Charlie MansonCartman Family • "Over the River and Through the Woods" • "Happy Holiday" • "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing"

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South Park: The Complete Second SeasonChristmas in South ParkChristmas Time in South Park