Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Howard, how much ammo do you have?
Tommy, help me get the baby and the rest of the girl crap out.
- Mom! - What, Max?
But Krampus didn't take me that night.
- Be careful, okay? - Okay. Back later.
Jordan, I told you to bring her inside.
You just don't wanna tell us what's going on here!
It's Christmas. It's Christmas. It's Christmas.
Hey.
Mom!
- Hey! - Hey!
- Give me the letter! Give it back! - Hey, Max. Hey. Hey!
Mom. Hey, Mom, listen.
Let's get Howard and Linda. I have an idea.
Ever since the storm.
It's not what you do. It's what you believe.
- What? - They got more stuff.
maybe it makes us work a little harder to find what we do have in common, you know.
Always be prepared, boy scout.
Howie!
No.
- Come on, Max, please. - I'm trying.
Yeah.
No, actually, I didn't have time in my younger years. I was in training mostly.
Well, as soon as the power's back,
I wish me and Beth could hang out like we used to.
What do you mean?
Howard.
Come on.
It was.
in magic,
!People We Know Word: Jordan
you can write an angry e-mail to the National Weather Service.
Yeah, you too.
You know, they're leaving right after Christmas,
- so trust me when I say I can take it! - ...some people shouldn't be allowed to breed!
Besides, she tricked me, okay?
Not here.
Christ.
Who or what did all this?
No, Stevie. What happened to Santa?
Everybody... hold on to each other.
Well... thank you. It looks...
Omi!
You don't wanna know, sweetheart.
And after you spent weeks decorating and cooking and cleaning,
I knew Saint Nicholas was not coming this year.
- That's okay. That's okay. - Lord Almighty.
so we only have to survive another... three days.
- and stay inside! - And get away from the windows!
We'll find her, I promise.