Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Who was that? - Oh. That was...
He didn't know it at the time, but he was going to be a much bigger help...
But it was true.
Yahhh!
[LAUGHING]
I'm Mr. Sun
We'll do-si-do in the snow So I've been told
[RINGS]
Yeah, I've seen them. Two little fellas wearing goofy clothes.
Green: YOU CALL ME YELLOW
Now then, ahem, let's take our dog for a walk...
CHORUS: There'll be a year without a Santa Claus
...what happened when that news reached the press?
We'll give Santa an official national holiday this year.
Santa's favorites have always been the little ones, the children.
And the Noah's arks?
Every time I try to send a little refreshing snow down there...
Besides, believing in Santa Claus is for little kids.
Whatever I touch Turns to snow in my clutch
Why don't you bring him inside and talk, and I'll give him something for that cold?
B THOMAS & FRIENDS
Jump in bed, cover up your head
Snow in Southtown?
We better find them quick. Poor little guys.
The world gave me a vacation.
[WHIMPERING]
All right, buddy, pull over.
Wouldn't surprise me none if nobody even believes in you anymore.
...a buzz on the hotline and see what he says?
Mrs. C is through fooling around.
No can do, Mrs. C.
...and sat back down on the side of the bed.
[SINGING] It's gonna snow, ho, ho Right here in Dixie
But we live at the North Pole.
...crossing the white line...
Claus. Uh-huh, Claus.
JINGLE: Look! Look down there.
Santa will change his mind, and presto, Christmas is on again.
But there was a time
With snow the earth was already whitening.
That make a life worthwhile
- Why don't we talk to one of them? - Good idea.
Cooperate? Surrender the North Pole, you call "cooperate"?
...well, who knows what might happen to the littlest reindeer of the team.
[SNEEZES]
It was a year without a Santa Claus
...did they say where they were going?
You conjure up a good old-fashioned white Christmas for us...
Uh, are you thinking that I'm doing the wrong thing by staying home?
ALL: So we've been told
Whatever I touch Starts to melt in my clutch
[SANTA BLOWS NOSE]
What can I do for you, Mr. Claus?