Narrator: Every Matoran down in Matoranville liked Christmas alot, but Makuta who lived just north of Matoranville did not. (Makuta gets his binoculars to spy some Matoran climbing up Mt. Stumpit.) Male Matoran #1: Hi, girls! All the good mistletoe is at the top! Male Matoran #2: Hey, I'll race you! Female Matoran #1: Bob, where are we? I think we should go back. Bob: What?! You're scared of Makuta! Female Matoran #2: No. Bob: They say he lives in Mt. Stumpit and he only come down for a taste of... MATORAN FLESH! Female Matoran #1: Oh, Bob! :glare: Male Matoran #2: You're scared of Makuta! (Meanwhile at Makuta's lair, his intruder alarm buzzes. Outside, the teen Matoran are in front of the door leading into Makuta's lair.) Female Matoran #2: Can we touch it? Touch the door? Do it for me, Ed. :wub: Ed: Uhh, yeah. :blush: (Bob and Ed tiptoe to the door and Lerahk dressed in a Barney suit comes out.) Teen Matoran: AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH! :bigeek: (They tumble down Mt. Stumpit.) Lerahk: Hissss! Hissss! Makuta: Well done, Lerahk! Serve them right those eggnog-drinking cheery people. I really don't like them. Uh-uh. No, I don't. (Makuta eats a raw onion.) Makuta: Lerahk! Lerahk: Hisss? Makuta: Get my cloak! I've had with those Matoran and their innocent victimless pranks. So they wanna get to know me, do they? :sly: They wanna spend a little quality time with Makuta. (He looks at us.) Makuta: I guess they could use a little... social interaction. (An evil-looking grin spreads across Makuta's face. A few minutes later, he comes down in Matoranville in his cloak.) Makuta: He-he-he-he-he-he! 3 Matoran on a bike: Merry Christmas! Makuta: Oh, yeah. You bet. Ho, ho, ho and... stuff. (He looks at us wearing a goofy mask.) 3 Matoran on a bike: Whoa! Makuta: Oh, my! Someone has vandalized that vehicle! (He looks at Lerahk who is dressed as a Hoi.) Makuta: You see, Lerahk, the city is a dangerous place. Narrator: Makuta hated Christmas. The whole Christmas season. Makuta: Top of the day! (Mumbles): Flatfoot. Narrator: Now please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be perhaps his shoes were too tight. Makuta: Hey, kids! Here's a present for ya! Now be sure to run real fast with now! Double-time! Let's go! Move, move, move! Narrator: Or perhaps his head wasn't screwed on just right. Makuta: Merry Christmas! (Under his breath): Idiot. :glare: Narrator: But I think most reason of all is his heart was two sizes too small. Hat seller: Hey, stranger! Won't let you go 'till you buy a chapeu! (Makuta lifts up his mask.) Makuta: BUUUURRRRRPPPPP! (The hat seller faints by the stench.) Makuta: He-he-he-ha-ha! (Meanwhile...) Hahli Lou: Dad, I've been thinking of this. Tahu Lou: Yeah, what's that? Hahli: Everyone that I see is getting kerbobbled. Doesn't this seem superfolous? :huh: Bob: Dad! Dad! (Tahu sees Bob and Ed and their girlfriends covered in snow.) Tahu: What happened to you? Ed: It was Makuta! (The cars come to a halt, the Christmas music stops.) Female Matoran: Makuta? Makuta: Whaddya want?! I mean, (In high-pitched voice): Makuta?! Oh, no! (Mayor Vakama and his servant comes out.) Vakama: Did someone just say, "Makuta"? Tahu: Oh, hello, Vakama. Vakama: Tahu? I don't need to remind you this, but let me quote a verse from the Book of Matoran. "Every Matoran that we can measure, that Christmas is a time that we must treasure!" Now don't tell me that your boys weren't up on Mt. Stumpit bugging the one creature that hates Christmas. Ed and Bob: But it was Makuta! (Tahu cover Ed and Bob's mouths.) Tahu: Actually, I think they were playing with matches or defacing public property or-- Vakama: Oh, that's good. All right, you heard the man! There's no Makuta problem here! (The action resumes. Makuta spits at Vakama.) Vakama: Ow! :bigeek: (Makuta puts his mask back on.) Makuta: He-he-he-ha-ha! (At the post office...) Takua: Tahu, I need it there by tomorrow. Tahu: Heckavrush, it is then! Merry Christmas, Takua! Next! (A few moments later...) Hahli: But, dad, why won't anyone talk about Makuta? Tahu: You kids and Makuta! :lol: You see, Hahli, Makuta is a Matoran-- actually, not a Matoran, he's more of a... Hahli: A what? Tahu: Exactly, Hahli! And he's a What who doesn't like Christmas. Take look at his mailbox. Not a single card in or out. Ever! Hahli: But why? Jaller: Tahu, I got the wrong mail! Tahu: Be right back. (Meanwhile...) Makuta: He-he-he-he-he! It'll take them years to sort this out! This is his, now it's hers and now it's his! Lerahk: Hisss... Makuta: And for the rest of you... Jury duty! Jury duty! Jury duty! Pink slip! Chain letter! Eviction notice! Jury duty! He-he-he-he-he! Hee! (Back at the previous room...) Tahu: Hahli, Take this to the back room and be careful of the sorting machine. (As Hahli goes in to the back room, she sees Makuta's goofy mask laying on the floor. She picks it up. She doesn't know that Makuta and Lerahk were on top of the ceiling.) Makuta: Whew! Lerahk: Ah-choo! Makuta: Bless you! Gasp! Hahli: AAAHHH! Makuta: AAAHHH! Hahli: AAAHHH! Makuta: AAAHHH! (He jumps down on the floor.) Makuta: Snort! Hahli: You're... you're... Makuta: "You're... you're..." I'm Makuta! Hahli: AAAHHH! (She falls into the sorting machine.) Makuta: Let's go, Lerahk. Our work here is finished. (Lerahk bites Makuta.) Makuta: Sheesh! Lerahk: Grrrr.... Makuta: That is not a chew toy! Stop it, Lerahk! You've have no idea where it's been! Hahli: Ahh! Makuta: Ohh... Bleeding hearts of the world, unite! (He pulls Hahli out.) Makuta: Gimme that! Don't you know you're not supposed to take things from you? What are ya? Some kind of wild Rahi?! Hah?! Hahli: Uh-uh. Makuta: Let's go. Hahli: Thanks for saving me! :wub: Makuta: Huh?! Saving you? Is that what you think that was doing? I merely noticed that you were improperly packaged, my dear. Drat! Hold still! Lerahk! Pick out a bow! Can I use your finger for a second? (A few minutes later...) Hahli: Hello? Hello? (Makuta slaps his goofy mask back on.) Makuta: Ow. Tahu: Hahli? Hahli: Dad! Tahu: Hahli? (He unwraps Hahli.) Hahli: Dad! I was amazing! Tahu: You've been practicing you Christmas wrapping! I am so proud of you! ^_^ Narrator: Sweet Hahli didn't know what to do. In head thumptumbled a conflict or two. "If Makuta isn't so bad, then why did he save me?" Maybe. Just maybe. (At Hahli's home.) Tahu: No lights on the house. You mom must be shopping. Gali: Oh, I can feel it, Tahu! This is the year! They going to cry out "Mrs. Gali Lou!" ^_^ Oh, and Hahli, can you unscrew that chillabrator bulb? I think I missed that one. Tahu: Go on! :) Gali: Every year, Ms. Nokama has the best lights. But not this year, I'm gonna beat her and she'll-- Nokama: Gali! Hi! Gali: Nokama! Nokama: Wanna see my new invention? It's light shooter. Allow me to show you. (She presses a button and Christmas light come out and automatically decorates her house.) Gali: :drool: Nokama: Good night, Gali. (Inside Hahli's house, the phone rings. Tahu picks it up.) Tahu: Hello? (Makuta's voice over the phone is heard over the phone.) Makuta: Yak, yak, yak. Tahu: Is my chillibrator running? Makuta: Yeah. Tahu: I suppose. Makuta: Well, you better go catch it! (He hangs up.) Makuta: Hah-he-he-he! Hah! :lol: (He looks at Lerahk.) Makuta: Let's go home. (They come to a trash can.) Makuta: Ah! Fleas before beauty. Thank you. (He jumps in to the trash can.) Makuta: C'mon! Hurry up, slowpoke! (Lerahk jumps in and Makuta presses a button that says "Dump it to Stumpit." They are sent to Mt. Stumpit.) Makuta: There's got to be a better way! (A few seconds later, Lerahk and Makuta lands on a pile of trash.) Makuta: A car would have paid by itself by now. (There is a rumbling sound.) Makuta: Oh, goody! Another load coming down! (Trash bags come out.) Makuta: Uck! What's that stench? It's fantastic! Grab a bag, Lerahk. We'll come back for the rest. Of course, when I say "we", I mean "you". Oh, well. One man's toxic sludge is another man's cologne. Lerahk: Hisss? Makuta: I dunno. It's some kind perfume for males. - (Makuta opens the door and closes it and turns on the lights.) Makuta: Sigh... (He put the trash bag on a catapult, press a button and the catapult throw the trash bag and hits a poster of Vakama.) Makuta: Ohh! Sweet! (He put his cloak on coat rack.) Makuta (Singing): Be it ever so hideous, there's no place like home. (He stops singing.) Makuta: First floor, factory rejects. Those Matoran are hard to frazzle, Lerahk, but we did our worst. At least I scared the beejeebles out of that girl at the post office. She'll be scared for life if we're lucky. (He gets into his robe.) Makuta: Funny she didn't rat on us, though. (He comes up to a x-ray machine and turns on, puts the screen on his chest revealing a shriveled-up heart.) Makuta: Yes!!! Down at a size and a half! (He looks at us.) Makuta: And this time, I'll keep it off. (He makes a sour look on his face.) Makuta: Get the stick, Lerahk! Get the stick! (Makuta throws the invisible stick.) Makuta: There's no stick! I'm smarter. (He jumps on his bed.) Makuta: Any calls? (Makuta turns on his answering machine.) Answering machine: You have no messages. Makuta: Odd. Better check the outgoing. (He flips on a switch.) Makuta's voice (On the answering machine): If you utter one syllable out of you, I'll hunt you down and gut you like a Ruki! If you like to fax me, press the star key. Makuta: Oh, well. (He turns it off. Makuta jumps on his chair.) Makuta: That's more like it. (He sings in nonsense syllable as he takes off his socks. His socks scurry away. Makuta bites glass out of a bottle.) Makuta: I tell you, Lerahk. I don't know why I ever leave this place. I got all the company right here. Hello! Makuta's echo: Hello! Makuta: How are you? Makuta's echo: How are you? Makuta: I asked you first! Makuta's echo: I asked you first! Makuta: Oh, that's really mature to hear exactly to hear what I have to say! Makuta's echo: ... mature to hear exactly to hear what I have to say! Makuta: I'm a dork! Makuta's echo: You're a dork! Makuta (Whispering) : All right, fine. I'm not talking to you anymore. In fact, I'm going to whisper. By the time my voice vibrates the walls and gets back to me, I won't be able to hear it! :P Makuta's echo: You're a dork! (Makuta smashes the bottle.) Makuta: Am I just eating because I'm bored? (It's a bright and snowy day at Matoranville and Hahli rings the doorbell.) Old Female Matoran #1: Hello. Are you here to read to us? Hahli: No. I hear that you know about Makuta. Narrator: With her dad's blabbercorder, she wouldn't give an inch. Not with out a pinch. Hahli: In your own words, tell me about Makuta. Old Female Matoran #2: It was Christmas Eve and a strange wind blew that night. (A flashback occurs and we see Makuta as baby and looks like a 2001 Matoran infected all over. His pumbersella bumps into another pumberasella.) Matoran baby: Waaaaahhhhh! Baby Makuta: He-he-he-he-he-hah-hah! Old Female Matoran #2 (Offscreen) : We were having our annual get together party when it was morning that everyone realized that he was there. Poor child. So we kept him because he special. Baby Makuta: BUUUUURRRRRRRPPPPPPPP! Old Female Matoran #1: Ohh, do you wanna another Christmas cookie? Old Female Matoran #2: Which one would you like? Baby Makuta: Santa. Old Female Matoran #2: His first words! Old Female Matoran #1: Yes, that is a Santa plate. Do you wanna hold it? (Baby Makuta takes a bite out of the plate.) Baby Makuta: Santa, bye-bye! Old Female Matoran #1 (Offscreen): He was a wonderful, uh, whatever he was, with a deep love of Christmas. (We now see Makuta as a 2003 Matoran still infected all over and he's eight years old now. We also see him drawing Santa's sleigh being blown up.) Teacher: Don't forget, tomorrow, give a gift a to special someone. Kid Makuta: Sigh... :glare: Nokama (Offscreen): Makuta? He had no sense of color coordination. And I was far too busy with my studies.) Vakama (Offscreen): And if the truth be told, he liked Nokama. She's my girlfriend and I tried to take him under my wing. Kid Vakama: You don't have a chance! Your eight years old you're dirty! Class: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! :lol: Old Female Matoran #1 (Offscreen): For some reason when he came home that day, he really got into the Christmas spirt. (We see Kid Makuta making a homemade angel.) Makuta: This'll be perfect for her tree! Oh, Nokama! Oh, Christmas! (Then he remembers Kid Vakama's words. He grabs some infection-remover. The scene fades into the class room.) Teacher: Now everyone, has any have their gifts? Class: I did! Kid Makuta: I haven't. Class: Huh? :huh: Kid Makuta: Merry Christmas, Nokama! Teacher: Why do you have a bag on your head? Young Vakama: He's embarrassed of that hiderouderus gift. :lol: Teacher: Please take the bag off. (He takes it off and we see him covered in bandages.) Young Vakama: Look at that hack job! Class: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Young Makuta: Stupid present! Stupid tree! I HATE CHRISTMAS! Vakama (Offscreen): The anger! Vakama's servant (Offscreen): The fury! Nokama (Offscreen): The muscles! (Kid Makuta throws the tree and he runs away.) Nokama (Offscreen): It was a horrible day when they were mean to him and I could hardly bear it. Sigh... Kid Makuta: I hate Christmas! I hate it! Nokama (Offscreen): That was last time that we saw him. The very late time. (The flashback ends and we see Makuta that we know today.) Narrator: So, whatever the reason, his heart or his shoes, he stood outside his cave, hating the Matoran, mind you. Makuta: Alphabetically. Aardvarkian Aabot, I... HATE YOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU! Aaronic Beniod, I hate you. :P Hate, hate, hate, hate, hate, hate. (He flips through some pages.) Makuta: Double hate. (He flips through some pages agian.) Makuta: Loathe entirely! (He hears some carolers.) Makuta: Nutcrackers? It's their Jubilation! Narrator: He snarled with a sneer. Makuta: Tomorrow is Christmas! It's practically here! Lerahk! Fetch me my mallet! Lerahk: Hisss. Makuta: Now to take care of those pesky memories. (He hits himself with the mallet.) Makuta: Oof! - (Back at Matoranville...) Matoran (Singing): Jubilation, Jubilation, candy, cakes and pies! I can't wait to get there to eat some google fries! Jubilation, Jubilation, uh, uh! Hahli: Dad, I've been thinking about the Jubilation and I may do something drastic. Tahu: Oh, that's fine, dear. Ask your mom. Hahli: Where'd she go? Gali: Tahu! (We see her holding a traffic light.) Gali: Look! I found the cutest light for my Christmas display! (We hear cars crash into each other.) Gali: We're going to be late. C'mon. (At town square, we see it decorated very well done. Vakama comes out.) Vakama: Now it's time to vote for the Holiday Cheerking! Matoran: YAY! WHOO! Vakama: Do I hear a nomination? Hahli: I nominate Makuta! Matoran: Makuta?! Vakama: Hahli? Let me quote a verse from the Book of Matoran. "Even though this does not rhyme, the award cannot go to Makuta, because things get the lead pipe cinch." Hahli: You made that up! I doesn't say that! Vakama: It does. Hahli: What page? Vakama: Oops. I lost my place, but in there. Hahli: That's what you may think, Mayor Vakama. But the book says this too, "The Cheerking deserves a backslap or a toast, and goes to the soul that Christmas need it the most." Matoran: She's right. Vakama: If it's up to you people that you wanna waste a perfectly good nomination, why, it's up to you. But I am telling you! :lol: Makuta will never come down! Vakama's servant: And if he doesn't, the mayor will wear the crown! Vakama: Well, more or less. Matoran (Singing): Bake the fruitcake, egg the nog, flame the Yuletide log, let there be jubilation! (In Makuta's lair, he sings in his sleep.) Makuta (With the Matoran): Tick Tock, Tick Tock, counting down the Christmas clock, old, young, big, small-- (He wakes up.) Makuta: WAAAUUUGGGGHHH! :bigeek: (He hears the Matoran singing.) Makuta: Blast that Christmas music! It's joyful and triumphant. Must throw them out! (He put some nuts and bolt into some blenders. He turn them on.) Makuta: Not working! Narrator: Hahli had to climb up, she knew what to do, she'd invite Makuta herself, that brave Hahli Lou. (Back at the lair, Makuta push a toy monkey with cymbals. He turns on the switch.) Makuta: Play, monkey! Play! :lol: (He gets on a jackhammer and uses it as a pogo stick.) Makuta: La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! (There is a crashing sound.) Makuta: Owie! (Outside, Hahli knocks on the door.) Hahli: Mr. Makuta? Hello? (She gets under Lerahk's doggy door. When she gets inside, she sees Makuta enjoying to noise he's making. she taps on Makuta's shoulder.) Hahli: Excuse me. Makuta: Eh?! (He holds the monkey's cymbals and make it short-circuit and shut down.) Makuta: Hello... little girl. :sly: HOW DARE YOU ENTER MAKUTA'S LAIR! The impudence! The audacity! The bugging! You called down the thunder, now get ready for the boom! Gaze into the face of evil! Booga-booga! Hahli: Mr. Makuta, my name is Hahli Lou. Makuta: You see, even now the terror is welling up inside you. Hahli: I'm not scared. Makuta: Denial is to expected into face of pure evil. Graaabbbbbit-raaaahhhhh-bbbbbbb! Hahli: I don't think so. Makuta: Doubt?! Another unmistakable sign of the heebie-jeebies! Now... you're doomed! (He runs away and come back with a white T-shirt and tears it open.) Makuta: Ooo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Run for your life before I kill again! Ooo-hoo-hoo-hoo! I'm a psycho! (He eats the shirt.) Makuta: He-he-ha-ha! Danger! Danger! (He tries to scare Hahli, but she thinks it's funny.) Makuta: Pant... pant... sigh... Hahli: Um, maybe you need a timeout. Makuta: :huh: Hahli: He-he-he! Makuta: Kids today. So desensitized by movies and television. :glare: WHADDYA WANT!? Hahli: Mr.Makuta, I came to invite you as Holiday Cheerking. Makuta: Uh, "Holiday who-bie what-ie"? Hahli: Cheerking! :D Makuta: Huh? Cheerking? "Celebrate with friends"... HAH-HE-HE-HE-HAH! That's a good one! :lol: Hahli: I know you hate Chistmas. Makuta: Don't care. Hahli: I mean, I, myself, having Yuletide doubts. Makuta: Zzz. Hahli: But maybe you if reunite with the Matoran and be a part of Christmas-- Makuta: "But maybe you if reunite with the Matoran and be a part of Christmas--" Grow up! Hahli: Then maybe it will be al right, too! Makuta: I'm sorry. Your session is over. Please make another appointment on the way out. Hahli: Please, please, you have to accept the award! Makuta: Hmm?! :blink: Award? You never mentioned an award! Hahli: Yeah, with a trophy and everything! Makuta: And I won? Hahli: You won! Makuta: Then that means that there were losers. Hahli: I guess. So, if you come-- Makuta: A town full of losers! I like it! ^_^ Was anyone emotionally shattered? Hahli: Well, the mayor wasn't happy. Makuta: Gasp! Oh... no. Hahli: So, will you come? Makuta: Oh, all right. I don't know if it's that adorable twinkle in your eye or your look that reminds me of a young, less infected me. But you've convinced me! Who knows, this Jubilation could change my entire out look on life! Hahli: Really? Makuta: No. (He presses a button and Hahli fall down in a hold. The invitation lands on the floor.) Lerahk: Hisss... Makuta: Eh? (Back at Matoranville, Hahli flies out of the trash can and land on the snow.) Tahu: There you are! We can make snow angels later. We can't be late for the Jubilation! (Back at Makuta's lair...) Makuta: The nerve of those Matoran, inviting me down there. On such short notice! Even I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn't allow it! (He gets out his appointment book.) Makuta: "4:00- Wallow in self-pity. 4:30- Stare into the abyss. 5:00- Solve world hunger--" Tell no one. "5:30- Jazzercise. 6:00- Dinner with me--" I can't cancel that again. "7:00 wrestle with my self-loathing--" I'm booked! If I bumped loathing to 9:00, I would have time to lay in bed, stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness. But what would I wear?! (A few minutes later...) Lerahk: Hisss? Makuta: It's not a dress, it's a kilt! (He takes it off and reveals a garter band around his leg.) Makuta: Mindless Rahkshi! Lerahk: Hissss... (Later...) Makuta: Stupid. Ugly. Out of date! This is ridiculous. If I can't fine something nice to wear, I'm not going. (He hears a yodeler and come outside and steals his lederhosen and the yodeler freezes up.) Makuta: That's it, I'm not going. (Back at Matoranville...) Vakama: Now it's time give out the award! Congrats, Mr. Makuta! What?! He isn't here? He didn't show? Who could have predicted this? (Back at Makuta's lair...) Makuta: All right, I'll by for a moment, allow them to envy me, grab a bowl of popcorn shrimp, and blow out of here. But what if it's a cruel prank? What if it's a scam? How dare they. I'll go, but I'll fashionably late. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. No. Yes. Arrrgh! (He inhales.) Makuta: Defiantly not! All right, I made my choice! I'm going, and that's that! Ah! Had my fingers crossed. (Lerahk presses a button and Makuta falls down a hole.) Makuta: Maybe I should have flipped a widget! - Vakama: Well, I guess that award goes to the runner-up. Vakama's servant: That's right. A handsome, noble man. A man who lost his tonsils twice! Vakama: Well, you see-- (Makuta pops out of the trash can, bounces off a drum, bounces off a banner. and lands on the pavement.) Makuta: Hello. Hahli: He made it! (Makuta gets up, stares at the Matoran.) Makuta: Boo. Matoran: AAAHHH! Makuta: Hmm, hot crowd, hot crowd. I am here to accept some award of some kind? And, did the child mentioned a check? Hahli: No, I didn't. Makuta: All right, gimme the award. C'mon, while I'm young! Vakama: Don't you worry, Mr. Makuta. But first, a family reunion. They nursed you. They fed you. Here they are! You Old Biddies! Makuta: Are you two still living? Old Biddie #1: We missed you! Old Biddie #2: Rose, the sweater. Makuta: Sweater? What you talking about? Hey! Get off me! Don't touch me! (A few seconds later, Makuta is wearing a sweater that says "I :wub: Xmas".) Makuta: AAAGGGHHH! :bigeek: Hewkii: Put him in the Chair of Cheer! Makuta: Chair of Cheer?! You didn't me about that! Hahli: Please, Mr. Makuta, please? Makuta: No, no, no! AAAAGGGUUHH! Vakama: It's time for the Cheerking's ride on Chair of Cheer! Makuta: Put me down! I've got lawyer! They'll be lots to pay! Vakama: First, put your taste bud to the test in the Matoran... Vakama's servant: Matoran! Vakama: Gravy... Vakama's servant: Gravy! Vakama: Cookoff! Vakama's servant: Cookoff! Nuhrii: Mine first! Makuta: I really don't know-- Onepu: You'll enjoy this! Matoro: Heh-heh-heh. This is not gravy. Makuta: What is it?! Hafu: This is mine! Yummy, yummy, yummy! :P Vakama: Christmas Conga! Makuta: Gee, look at the time! Ed, Edd 'n Eddy is on! Matoran: Uh! Makuta: All right! Vakama: Fruitcake Fa-la-la! Makuta: No. Vakama: Fudge Judge. Hewkii: I made it my self. Kapura: Yeah, mine are homemade, too. Makuta: Oh, yeah? Bring it on! Is that all you got? Is that all you got?! (A few minutes late,r we see a sack race run.) Makuta: Outta the way, slow-mo! Excuse me. Pardon me. (The theme of "Chariots of Fire" play. And Makuta wins the race.) Nokama: Whoo! Hewkii: He's number one of the sack race run! Makuta: Number one! I'm number one! No child can beat Makuta! Yeah! I beat you! Ha-ha-hah! (A few minutes later, we see Makuta blowing kisses and pretending he's enjoying the party.) Vakama: And now for the moment we have been waiting for! Makuta: Ah, yes! My award! (Whispers): Write the check. Vakama: There is no check. Makuta: Are you sure? Because I heard that someone mentioned a check. Vakama: Sorry, there isn't. Now it's time for present pass it on! As always we start with our Cheerking. (Vakama's servant gives Makuta a present.) Makuta: Oooh! ^_^ (He opens it and reveals a shaver that looked like the one back when he was eight.) Vakama: The gift of a Christmas shave. Matoran: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! (As Makuta turn it on, he remember the day back when he shaved when he was eight.) Vakama: Ah, yes! Good times! Nokama, please become Mrs. Authorian. (Vakama opens a box revealing a ring.) Nokama: Why, you shouldn't have. Vakama: Not only that, you'll also receive this... (Game show music plays.) Vakama: It's a new car! Generously provided by the taxpayers of Matoranville! What do you say, Nokama? You have twenty second on the clock. Nokama: These gift are quite dazzling. (That's when Makuta really lost it. He makes a huge dent on the car.) Makuta: Of course they are. That's what's been about. That's what it's always been about! Gifts. Gifts. Gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts! You know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage! I could hang myself with all the bad Chirstmas neckties I found in the dump! And the avarice. The avarice never ends! "I want a Gamecube!" "I want Cable TV!" "I want a Takanuva set, so I can build it twice, get bored and sell it on E-bay so I can make money!" Look, I don't wanna make waves, but this whole Christmas season is stupid, stupid, stupid! There's one teeny-tiny Christmas tradition that I find quite meaningful. (He snatches some Mistletoe.) Makuta: Mistletoe. Now pucker up and kiss me, Matoranville! (He eats the Mistletoe and Nokama faints. Makuta shaves Vakama's eyebrow off.) Vakama: WAUGH! :bigeek: Makuta: Uh-oh! Somebody's fabulous! (He kisses Vakama.) Makuta: Ick. (He tears of the sweater.) Hahli: No! Makuta: Excuse me, sport! Mind if I wet my whistle? Hewkii: Well, I, uh... (Makuta drinks some lighter fluid.) Hewkii: I need that for my fireplace! (Makuta spits it out in front of a match and burns a giant tree.) Makuta: BURN STUFF! Burn, baby! Burn! (The tree turns into ash.) Nokama: Oh, my! Makuta: Oh, the Matorananity! Matoran Cop: Calling all units! Calling all units! Makuta: Taxi! (The cab passes him.) Makuta: It's because I'm evil, isn't it? :angry: Halt! Matoran Couple: WHOA! :bigeek: Makuta: Evening, folks! Mind if I ride along? You might wanna move over. Matoran Couple: Run away! Makuta: You did the right thing. (Makuta drive the car and runs over a slope.) Makuta: WHEEEEEEEE! ^_^ (He lands.) Makuta: That's gonna hurt in the morning! :lol: (The car crashes on a fire hydrant.) Makuta: Huh? She's gonna blow! (He jumps out of the car and runs away. The car explodes. A few minutes later...) Hat seller: Hey, are you guys okay? How about a nice hat? Vakama: Don't worry everyone. At least we had a good time. Merry Christmas! (Hahli's family looks at her.) Hahli: I just wanted everyone to be together for Christmas. :( Makuta: I quite enjoyed that! I hope I get another invite soon! He-he-he-ha-ha-ha-hah! Vakama: Good thing we have a spare tree! Makuta: Suffering Snorkelblatz! They're unstoppable! (He jump in to the trash can and presses the "Dump it to Stumpit" button.) Timekeeper: Only four hour 'till Christmas! Narrator: Yes, Makuta knew that Christmas is almost there. All the Matoran girls and boys would rush for their toys. Makuta: And then, oh, the noise! Oh, the noise, noise, noise! They'll bounce on bounce on boing-bounders and blow their floo-flounders! Narrator: Then the Matoran, young and old would sit down to a feast. Makuta: And they'll feast, feast, feast! They'll eat their Matoran gravy and rare Matoran Roast Beast! There's something that I can't stand at the least. Oh, no! I'm speaking in rhyme! AAAUUUUGGGHHHH! Blast you, Matoran! Narrator: And the more Makuta what Christmas would bring, the more Makuta thought. Makuta: I must stop this whole thing! Why, for year and after year, I've up with it now! I must stop Christmas from coming! But how? I mean, "In what way?" (As Makuta enter his lair, he sees Lerahk dancing. Makuta imitates Lerahk.) Makuta: Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo! Lerahk: Hisss? Makuta: Are you having a holly, jolly Christmas? Wrongo! (He kicks Lerahk out and take him out of the snow.) Makuta: If you're not going to help me, then you might as well-- (He sees Lerahk's face covered in snow that almost looks like a white beard.) Narrator: Then he got an idea. An awful idea. Makuta got a wonderful, awful idea. Makuta: I know just what to do! - Narrator: Makuta laughed in his throat. Makuta: Ha! Narrator: He made quick Santy Claus hat and a coat. (Makuta's hand gets sewn together to his outfit.) Makuta: Ooh-hoo-hoo! Narrator: And he chuckled and clucked at this great Grinchy trick. Makuta: With this coat and this hat, I'll just look like St. Nick. Ho ho ho! (Singing): You're a mean one, Mr. Makuta. You're really are a heel. You're as cuddly as a cactus and as charming as an eel, Mr. Makuta. You're a bad banana with a greasy black peel. Just face the music, you're monster, Mr. Makuta, yes, you are. Your heart's an empty hole! Your brain is filled with Fikou, you got garlic in your soul, Mr. Makuta. I wouldn't touch you with a thirty nine and half foot pole! (Lerahk hands him a wrench.) Makuta: I asked for three quarters, not five eights. Stay focused! (Lerahk scurries away.) Makuta (Singing): You know, if you asked who's who in Matoranville, no one would deny it. Yeah! (Makuta crashes into a wall after being used as crash dummy.) Makuta: Ow. The airbags are a little slow. (The airbags pop out.) Makuta: But that's what these tests are for! Lerahk: Hiss! Hiss! Makuta (Singing): You're a vile one, Mr. Makuta. You have termite in your smile. You have all the tender sweetness of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Makuta. Given the choice between you, I'd take the... seasick crocodile! (A few minutes later, Makuta spies on Santa from Mr. Stumpit.) Makuta: Fat boy should be finishing by now. He obviously live in the North Pole to avoid the taxes. Santa: Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year! :xmas: Makuta: Oopsie. Forgot about the reindeer. Narrator: But did that stop Makuta? No. Makuta simply said... Makuta: If I can't find a reindeer, I'll make one instead. (He tries to grab Lerahk, but Lerahk runs away.) Makuta: Oh, Lerahk! (Lerahks puts up a sign that says "Do not disturb!") Narrator: So he called for Lerahk and got some red thread and tied a big horn on the top of his head. Makuta: He-he-he-hee! Okay, kid. Here's your motivation. Your name is Rudolph. You're a dork with a red nose and no one likes you. Then one day, Santa pick you and you save Christmas. Lerahk: ... Makuta: No, forget that part, we'll improvise. You hate Christmas! You're gonna steal it! Saving Christmas was lousy ending. Way too commercial. (He gets out a megaphone.) Makuta: Action! (Lerahk takes his nose off.) Makuta: Brilliant! You reject your own nose, because it represents the glitter of commercialism! Why I didn't think of that! Cut, print, check the gate, moving on. (A few minutes later, he turns on his sleigh's power.) Makuta: Here goes nothing, hot dog! This is nuts! Lerahk: Hissss! Makuta: On Crasher, on Thrasher! On, Vomit and Blitzkering! (The sleigh zooms away.) Makuta: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! :bigeek: We're gonna die! We're gonna die! I'm going to throw up and then I'm gonna die! Mommy, tell it to stop! He-he-he-he-heh-hah! Whoo! Whew! Hah! Almost lost my cool there. Narrator: All the Matoran were sleeping sweet dreams with out care, when Makuta came to the first house on the square. Makuta: Welcome to Matoranville, Lerahk! (Makuta turns on a switch and we hear some bells jingle.) Tahu: What was that? Gali: It's Santa! Go back to sleep! :) Tahu: Zzz. - Narrator: He was about to enter the chimney in rather tight pinch, but he knew that Santa can do as well as the Grinch. Makuta: He's planning to do an impossible combo of tuck and pike. High degree of difficulty. (He jumps into the chimney.) Narrator: He only got stuck once for a moment or two. Makuta: Blasted water weight! Goes right through my hips! (Makuta wiggle and stumbles out the flue.) Narrator: He stuck his head out of the flue. Makuta: Shh! A little more stealth, please. Narrator (Whispering): Where the little stocking hung in a row. Makuta: These stockings... Narrator: He grinned. Makuta: ...are the first thing to go. Okay, fellas. Chow time. (He open a can of moths and the eat the stockings.) Narrator: Then he slunked to the icebox. Makuta: Slunk? :sly: Narrator: He eyed the Matoran's feast. He took the Matoran Gravy. (Makuta throws it away.) Narrator: He took the Roast Beast! (Makuta uses the Roast Beast as a football.) Makuta: HIKE! Narrator: He cleaned out the icebox as quick as a flash! Why, Makuta, he even took the last can of Matoran hash! Makuta: And now... Narrator: Grinned Makuta. Makuta: ...I will stuff up the tree! Narrator: But as Makuta could go any further... Hahli: Excuse me. Makuta: Eep! Narrator: He was stopped by Hahli, who got out of for a cup of water. Hahli: Santa Claus? What are you doing with our tree? Narrator: But you know, that Makuta was so smart and so slick, he thought up a lie and thought it up quick. Makuta (Imitating Santa): Why, my sweet little tot... Narrator: The fake Santa lied. Makuta: ...there's a light on this tree that won't light on one side, so I'm taking to my workshop, my dear! I'll fix it up there and I'll bring it back right here. Hahli: Santa, what's Christmas is really about? Makuta: Vengeance! I mean, presents, I suppose. Hahli: I was afraid of that. :( By the way don't forget about Makuta. I know he's mean and infected all over. His hands are cold and clammy. But I think he's sweet. Makuta: Sweet? You think he's sweet? Hahli: Merry Christmas, Santa. Makuta. Aaaarrrggghhh! >.< Narrator: As Hahli went up with up with cup... Makuta: Nice kid. Bad judge of character. Narrator: He stuffed the tree up! (As he went to Nokama's house, Makuta steals the ring that she got.) Makuta: :P (As he went to Vakama's, he kicked the door open when he got in to his room.) Makuta: He-he-he-hah-hah! Vakama (Muttering in his sleep): Hey, Nokama. Have you kissed a man who lost his tonsils twice? Makuta (In a female voice): No, silly! :D (Vakama makes kissy noises.) Makuta (In a female voice): But it's been an experience I've always been waiting for. Kiss me, you fool! (Makuta pull a Kraata out of him and Vakama kisses it.) Kraata: Hissssssss! Vakama: :D (Makuta ties a rope to his bed that was tied to a police car outside. A few hours later, Makuta loosen a light bulb and all the lights of Matoranville turn off. Makuta returns to his sleigh with a bag that's the size of an African elephant. As Makuta turns the sleigh on, the sleigh's power shuts down. Makuta looks at Lerahk.) Makuta: What are you laughing at, Rudolph? (A few hours later...) Makuta: It's all you, Lerahkie! Narrator: 3,000 feet up on Mt. Stumpit, Makuta and his sleigh came to the top so he can dump it. Makuta: We-e-e-e-e-e DID IT! We did it! We did it! That wasn't so hard, eh, Lerahk? :sly: They'll be waking up now and I'll know just what they'll do! Their mouth will hang open a moment or two and all the Matoran down in Matoranville will all cry... (At Matoranville...) Matoran: Boo-hoo! Matroan Cop: What an embarrassment! I've been robbed! (He gets into his car and he doesn't know that the rope on his car was attached to Vakama's bed. The bed comes out of the wall and Vakama wakes up. After the chaos, Vakama gets up.) Vakama: I just relize something, people. If you invite Makuta, he'll destroy Christmas. Invite Makuta, destroy Christmas! Did anyone listen to me? No! You chose to listen to a little girl who hasn't even grown into her nose yet. Hahli, I'm proud of what you've done. Tahu: If she isn't, I am. Vakama: Huh? Tahu: I'm glad that he took our presents. All I you want want is the love from my family. Vakama: What is wrong with you? This is a child! Tahu: She's my child. Merry Christmas! Matoran: Merry Christmas to all! Gali: Merry Christmas, you hunk of burnin' plastic! :wub: (While the Matoran were busy saying Merry Christmas. Hahli jump into the trash can. A few minutes later, She find herself at the dump.) Hahli: Mr. Makuta? (At the top of the mountain...) Makuta: Now for the final note of my symphony of down-right not niceness, the crescendo of my odious opus! (Before Makuta pushes the sleigh, he hears a sound.) Narrator: Before Makuta could push the sleigh, he heard a sound. It sounded merry. And it was merry. Very. All the Matoran, the tall and the small, were sining with out any presents out all! (Makuta jumps down.) Makuta: How could this be so? It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without boxes, packages or bags! Maybe Christmas doesn't come from a store. Christmas perhaps means a little bit more. (Makuta's heart thumps!) Makuta: AAAAGGGGGHHHHHH! Lerahk! I'm feeling... Narrator: And what happened that day, why in Matoranville they say, that Makuta's heart grew three sizes that day. Makuta: What's happening to me? I'm all toasty inside. And I'm leaking! Oh, Lerahk! I love ya! :wub: Lerahk: Hissss! ^_^ (He licks Makuta.) Makuta: Allright, stop it! :lol: Please! (Makuta sees the sleigh about to fall.) Makuta: Oh, no! The presents! They'll be destroyed! And I care! What is the deal!? Wait! (Makuta climbs up the mountain.) Makuta: This must not happen! Not now, not ever, not even next time! - (As Makuta gets to the top, he points at it.) Makuta:NO!!!!!!!!!!! (He runs after it and attempt to grab the sleigh, but misses. He move toward it and grabs it successfully. He tries to pull it, but it's no use. A candy cane falls down. Makuta is still trying to save it, but he gave up.) Makuta: Boo-hoo! Oh, well. It's just toys, right? :( Hahli: Hi, Mr. Makuta! Makuta: Gasp! Hahli Lou! What are doing up there!? Hahli: I came to see you. No one should be alone christmas. (Makuta smiles at Hahli and she smiles back. The sleigh was half way toward falling. Makuta's strength increase by amount of 10 Makutas times two!) Makuta: I got ya, Hahli Lou! Hahli: You did it! Lerahk: Hisssss! ^_^ Makuta: WHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! (We now see them sledding down at Mt. Stumpit.) Makuta: WHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! ^_^ Spread Eagle! Nailed it! (Makuta attempt another extreme trick and lands in front of the sleigh.) Hahli: Are you all right? Makuta: Are you kiddin'? The sun is bright and the snow powder is great! Now, scoot over. It's my turn to drive! I'd better slow this baby down. (He uses the brakes and they are broken.) Hahli: We're gonna crash! Makuta: Now, you listen to me, young lady. Even if we're horribly mangled, there'll no sad faces on Christmas. :) Lerahk: Hissss! Hahli and Makuta: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! :bigeek: (Back at Matoranville, they see the sleigh coming to town.) Gali: Hahli? Nokama: Makuta? Gali: My baby! (She grabs a row of light to stop them from crashing.) Nokama: Oh, Gali, grab an end. By the way, these lights match perfectly to your robes. Makuta: This could be difficult to negotiate. HEADS UP, MATORANVILLE! Outta the way! I have no insurance! (The sleigh goes though the lights that they were about to stop it. Tahu stands in front of the tree and holds his hand like traffic cop.) Hahli: Daddy, move! Makuta: Dad, move it! (The sleigh stops.) Makuta: Thanks for the help, Tahu. Hahli: Hi, Daddy! Tahu: Hi, Hahli! Makuta: MERRY CHRISTMAS, ONE AND ALL! Ho, ho, ho! Ho, ho, ho! :xmas: Matoran Cop: All right, what do we have here? Makuta: You got me, officer! (He jumps down from his sleigh.) Makuta: I did it! I am Makuta and I stole Christmas. And I'm sorry. Matoran: Aww... Makuta: Aren't you going to cuff me? Put me in a choke hold? Blind me with pepper spray? Vakama: You heard him, he admitted it. I'd go with the pepper spray. Matoran Cop: I heard him, all right. He said he was sorry. Besides, looks like everything in here and accounted for. Vakama: Help me out here, people. Uh, Nokama? Nokama: Merry Christmas, Vakama! I'm afraid I have something for you. Your ring back. Matoran: Aww... Nokama: Sorry, but my heart belong to someone else. Makuta: Me?! Ha-ha-ha-ha! She loves me! ^_^ No hard feelings, eh, Vakama, old pal? (He handshakes Vakama.) Makuta: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Cheer up, dude. It's Christmas. :xmas: (Makuta tighten the light bulb and all the lights in Matoranville light up.) Matoran: Yay! Hahli: Merry Christmas, Mr. Makuta. (She kisses Makuta.) Hahli: Your cheek! It's so... Makuta: Infected? Greasy? Do I have a zit? Hahli: No, warm. :) Matoran and Makuta (Singing) : Fah-hoo Foraze, Dah-hoo Doraze, welcome, Christmas, bring your cheer, Fah-hoo Foraze, Dah-hoo Doraze, welcome all Matoran far and near! Narrator: Now with all the presents back in place, all the Matoran sat down to a feast, and Makuta, he himself, carved the Roast Beast. Makuta: Yeah! ^_^ Matoran: Yay! Makuta: There's nothin' like the holidays. Who wants the gizzard? Takua: I do! Makuta: Too late! That'll be mine. THE END (But stay tuned for deleted scenes and bloopers!) - Deleted Scenes Narrator: Makuta hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season. Hat seller: Hey, stranger! Won't yet you go 'till you buy a chapeu! Makuta: BUUUUUURRRRRRRRRPPPPP! (The hat seller faints by Makuta's stench.) Narrator: Now please don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason. I could be perhaps his shoes were too tight, or I could be that his head wasn't screwed on just right, but I think reason of all... Makuta: Merry Christmas! (Mumbles): Dork. :glare: Narrator: ...that his heart was two sizes too small. (Makuta comes across a metronome and speeds it up all the way and the carolers lose their voices. Kongu, holding some presents, sees a candy cane. He bites it, and gets reeled in.) Makuta: C'mon, baby! Come to papa! I've got him! I love the great outdoors! ^_^ (Makuta comes to a pipe and marble and drops it in a pipe and rolls along the street. The Matoran trips over the marble and they drop the stuff that they were holding.) Makuta: He-he-he-he-he! (The marble flies into Kotu's mouth.) Kotu: AAAAAAHHHHHHHH! :bigeek: (She chokes on it and Makuta rescues his marble, not Kotu's life.) Kotu: Oh! Thank you! (The marble continues rolling and more Matoran trip over it. As the marble stops rolling to Makuta, he picks it up and looks at us.) Makuta: Is it an innocent child's toy, or is it a new weapon of mass destruction? You be the judge on that. ;) -- (We see the Matoran kid come out of the class room as Tahu tries to get in. As they left, he sees Hahli.) Tahu: Uh, Ms. Amaya, I understand that you're keeping my daughter for while. Ms. Amaya: Sit down, Tahu! Tahu: Yes. Ms. Amaya: Mr. Tahu Lou, your daughter, she said-- Oh, my! Hahli: All I said to do was to do my holiday report on a mysterious Christmas figure. Makuta. (The shades roll up on their own.) Tahu: Uh, Hahli, I don't think you should talk about Makuta. (The shades roll up again.) Ms. Amaya: AAAAHHHHH! Tahu: Uh, Ms. Amaya, you might remember back when I was a goof-off in school, but now look at me, I'm the postmaster of Matoranville! Ms. Amaya: By the way, did you find my package? Tahu: Uh, no, but we will soon! -- (Hahli looks at her window and sees Mt. Stumpit and thinks about Makuta.) Hahli: I hope you're getting everything for Christmas, Mr. Makuta. (She blows out her candle.) -- Tahu: I don't know if I can get to sleep! I'm so excited, it's Christmas! Gali: I know! Me too! ^_^ (Downstairs, we see Makuta near a playground set.) Makuta: Fine workmanship! AHH-CHOO! (The playground set falls down and Makuta shoves it up the chimney.) -- (A saw circles around a tree, it falls down and Makuta's head pops out.) Makuta: Clearance sale. Everything must go. Matoran Cop (Muttering his sleep): Put up your hands! (Makuta puts up his hands.) Matoran Cop: Get out of the car, you... Zzz... (Makuta puts his hands down and turns the sleepy Matoran Cop around and the cop walk straight into a closet. Makuta closes it.) -- Makuta: They'll be waking up now, and know just what they'll do. Their mouth will hang open for a moment or two, and all the Matoran will all cry... Boo-hoo! (He gets out his binoculars and spies on Hahli's family.) Tahu: Gali! Everything is gone! Gali: So what? They took a few thing and-- My lights! Ohh... Makuta: Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Boo-hoo! (He spies on Nokama.) Makuta: Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo... hey! (He spies on the Matoran couple.) Makuta: Boo-hoo-hoo-hoo! (He spies on a Matoran Chef.) Makuta: Boo-hoo! (He spies on Ms. Amaya.) Makuta: Boo-hoo. Oh, the sorrow! The agony! I can't get enough! Christmas is ruined! Christmas is wrecked! Bloopers Makuta: Oh, yeah! Matoranville rocks! B) -- Makuta: I merely noticed that you were improperly packaged, my dear. (The wrapping paper rips and Makuta tears it up.) Makuta: Yay! Crew: Ha-ha-ha-ha! -- Makuta: Sorry. I didn't do my hand. That's drama. Ehh... -- (We see Makuta with a feather in his nose.) Man: Ha-ha-ha! -- Makuta (Imitating Santa): Why, sweet little tot, there's light on this tree that won't light-- (Makuta looks at it and bites at it.) -- Vakama: Fruitcake Fa-la-la-la! Sounds like a new language. -- (Makuta licks at Vakama.) Vakama: Oh, Nokama... -- (Makuta licks at Lerahk, then he kisses Makuta.) -- Vakama: Please become Ms. Authorian. Nokama: I hate you. Vakama: Cut! -- Makuta: I'm a loose cannon ready to blow! A live wire ready to shock someone! A nutcase... (He grabs the Matoran Cop's nightcap by accident.) Makuta: Phhhfffftt-he-he-he-heh! -- (As Bob tries climb on Mt. Stumpit, he falls down.) Bob: AAAAAAHHHHHH! :bigeek: (He lands on his back and breaks it.) -- Makuta: I landed on my butt! -- (Makuta loses control of the Matoran Gravy's bowl.) Makuta: Whoop! Whoop! Whoo! -- Makuta: I hope Santa isn't watching. -- (Makuta's tongue sticks out and shakes his head.) Makuta: Ahh! -- Makuta (Singing): I don't know what I am doing! -- Makuta: Ahh... Phhhhfffffftttt! -- (Makuta holds Vakama's head and Makuta kisses him. Makuta accidently takes of Vakama's mask.) Crew: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! Gali: Oh, gosh! Vakama: :lol: Director: Cut!