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ETHAN: Is it really mine?
ETHAN: My cat.
AK: And so, in responding to a
gift from a young boy,
Nicholas of Burzee had begun to discover his life's calling. And
in the simple act of carving a cat, he had invented the very first toy.
In doing so, he changed forever the lives of all children who received them. With the help of his magical friends, Nicholas set about the task of perfecting his newfound art. Thereby planting the seeds among humans that would grow into the joy of both giving and receiving.
NICHOLAS: And every year, Necile would mix the finest nectars, that would predict good times or bad just from its taste.
BOY: Really? So, which was it?
GIRL: Good or bad?
NICHOLAS: That you will find out next time.
BOY: You mean you're leaving?
NICHOLAS: Ho, ho, ho. I'll be back soon. I promise.
MOGORB: Not if I can help it.
Nicholas did come back. Season after season.
Word of his toys,
his goodness, and his love for children spread throughout the land.
Even anticipation of a visit could give children who had nothing something to smile about. On each trip, Nicholas made new friends and left behind more and more happy children, and even angrier Awgwas.
MOGORB: All these happy children make me sick. This Nicholas must be stopped.
THOG: Yeah. But how, King Mogorb?
MOGORB: You are the Supreme General of Evil.
You think of a plan!
THOG: Oh, I hate thinking.
SHIEGRA: You have grown handsome, Nicholas.
NICHOLAS: Sheigra. It has been a long time and you are as beautiful as ever.
AK: And so, Nicholas carved an image of his old friend, Sheigra, as he first remembered her.
SHIEGRA: Oh, your carving eye is kind, Nicholas.
NICHOLAS: Oh, I only carve what I see, Sheigra.
SHIEGRA: Farewell, my son.
You have made me very happy, very proud.
AK: Knowing that Sheigra had come to say goodbye as the end of her days on earth grew near, Nicholas carved an image of his old friend as he would always remember her.
MAYRIE: Are you that man what makes cats?
NICHOLAS: Uh. Cats, yes. And other animals.
MAYRIE: Me want a cat!
TYCUS: Me too.
NICHOLAS: Oh. And who are you?
MAYRIE: My brother. I'm Mayrie.
NICHOLAS: Well, come in, then. Well, actually, Mayrie, just now,
I only have one cat. Will you take a bird or a pony?
MAYRIE: Hmm? No cat?
NICHOLAS: Wait! I do have another cat, Mayrie. I do. She is a very special cat.
NICHOLAS: Wait! What's the matter?
MAYRIE: Too scary! Too scary!
NICHOLAS: Really? Oh, my. I'm so sorry. She's not scary to me. She's my friend. Mayrie, how about I make you a cat right now?
MAYRIE: And we scared of tigers, and spiders and bears, and snakes, and lightning...
TYCUS: And thunder!
it's better if my toys are friendly,
NICHOLAS: Like this?
MAYRIE: Oh, that's beautiful. Thank you.
NICHOLAS: Good day, Milady.
NATALIE: You may call me Natalie.
NICHOLAS: Oh. Very well, Natalie. How may I be of service?
NATALIE: I have heard of the toys you make and I would very much like one.
NICHOLAS: Oh. But, Natalie, my toys are for children who have nothing at all. And you have so much.
NATALIE: Please, Nicholas.
I want a toy, any kind of toy, more than anything in the world.
NICHOLAS: I see. The thing is, I have given away all of the toys. But I am about to start on some new ones, though. Perhaps, if you could come back, I could... Well, I could have something for you then.
NATALIE: Oh. That would be wonderful.
NICHOLAS: I've been so happy, Mother. I think that
making toys for children is what I am meant to do with my life.
But how can I give a toy to a child with such wealth when there are so many poor children who have nothing? I can only make so many toys.
NECILE: Nicholas, does a rich child choose his life any more than the poor one his? It is possible that sometimes the one who appears to have the most may indeed be the one with the least.
NICHOLAS: You are very wise, Mother.
NECILE: I have told you nothing your heart did not already know.
WISK: New toy?
NICHOLAS: Huh? Oh, no, it was just... Perhaps this does look like Mother. Children love my stories about her. Maybe they'd like to see her, as well. Natalie, I have a toy for you. But I'm not sure... I've never made one like this before.
NATALIE: What is it?
NICHOLAS: It is this.
NATALIE: Oh. Oh, my goodness. I have never seen anything so beautiful in all my life.
WISK: I'd say she likes it, Necile.
NATALIE: Oh. She can be my friend! How did you know that I needed a friend when I asked only for a toy?
NICHOLAS: I call her Necile.
NATALIE: Then I shall, too. Thank you, Nicholas. I shall never be lonely again. Thank you. Thank you so much.
THOG: Your Majesty, I have an idea that could be a cunning plan.
WISK: Hey! What the...
MOGORB: Be gone. Be gone, Nicholas of Burzee. Be gone forever! Now we shall see some sad faces again.
THOG: Yeah, they'll be sad.
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Building A House
Santa's First Annual Christmas Sleigh Ride
In The World To Come
Life and Adventures of Santa Claus part 1
2 will ever be allowed here
3 Nicholas's house should look
4 come back soon
5 making toys for children
6 reindeer put this sleigh
7 a bit of fairy dust for you
8 we seek the gift of immortality