Oh, what fun it is to ride in Vincent...

Make their spirits bright. Oh, what fun it is to ride and sing the sleighing song...

He looks so sad.

Rico, I want that tree up to mustard.

Check. Kowalski, what's the status on the approved musical selection?

Scheduled to begin now.

Excellente. Right on track.

Skipper.

Biggie pudding at 1900 hours. Yulog to commence on my mind.

Engage.

Yulog engaged.

Chikamundo.

Skipper.

Eggnog at 2100 hours. Writing our names in the snow at 2105.

Skipper.

What is it, Private?

Ted the polar bear is all alone this holiday, and he seems so sad.

Could we bring him a present to cheer him up?

Kowalski.

Negative, Skipper. We have four presents, and there are four of us.

We could go and get him something.

Sorry, Private. No can do.

But no one should be sad and alone on Christmas.

Exactly. So throw those troubles away and be merry. Pronto.

But, Skipper...

That's an order, mister.

All right, boys. Stand by for eggnog.

Aye, aye, Skipper.

Eggnog!

Private?

I'll pass, thank you.

Eggnog! Eggnog! Eggnog!

Go! Go! Go! Go! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!

Well done, Rico!

That guy can really hold his nock.

2110 hours, boys. Engage Cranberries.

Rico.

Not at the table.

Hold on a second. Something's missing.

Cranberries, check. Eggnog, check.

Give me a head count.

We have three heads, sir.

Where's the Private?

Unknown, sir. It would appear that he's missing.

Missing? Hoover, damn!

Wait. There he is. He just went to bed.

What the... What have you done with Private?

Talk, mister.

Skipper, over here.

I'll deal with you later.

Oh, no. He must be out there all by himself.

He's one of us, man. You all know the Penguin Credo.

Never bathed in hot oil in Bisquick?

No.

That's the Walrus Credo.

Never swim alone.

Private's out there all by himself.

And we never leave one of our own.

Oh, yeah.

Now, let's go.

Oh, that's perfect.

Just the thing for a sad polar bear.

Whoa.

Swarovski.

Analysis.

Adrenaline, sweat, and sardines.

These tracks aren't fresh, sir.

He's close. I can feel it.

What kind of cut-rate junk is this?

This lousy workmanship is what it is.

We may have a problem.

Everywhere I look, junk!

We are no good at all. Junk!

We need to get closer. Ten o'clock, men.

Blend! Blend! Blend!

Ha! So this is where you're hiding all day.

He's in trouble!

Stand down, soldier.

We're in observation mode.

Now this is workmanship.

So where's the gosh darn squeaker on this thing?

It's got to have a squeaker.

Now, that's more like it.

Hey, stupid, I found this one.

Cooley, damn!

Private's been captured.

Taxi!

Not on my watch, blue hair.

Swarovski!

Hey, I'm walking here!

I got a tip for you.

Good evening, ma'am. Merry Christmas to you.

Buzz off!

Skipper, how are we going to get inside?

I got a better idea.

That's going to hurt.

Very generous, sir. You have a merry Christmas.

Hold that elevator!

Skipper!

Private!

Step on it, Kowalski!

What comes down must go up.

Skipper!

All right, men. Commence operation.

Special delivery.

Shiitake mushrooms.

No more Mr. Cute and Cuddly.

Come on, come on, come on!

Rico, enough with the dynamite already.

Why does Christmas have to be every year?

What a pain in the...

The tape, it's so sticky.

Here we go.

Oh, you make such a nice Christmas present for my Mr. Chew.

Oh, now, Mr. Chew, you have to wait until morning to open your present.

Yes, you do.

Who is it, Mommy's big boy?

Who is it?

Oh.

Nice doggie. Good doggie.

No, good boy. Down, down. Don't eat me, no.

No, good boy. No, leave me alone. Don't eat me.

Santa Claus has come to town.

Oh, Skipper.

Oh, help me, guys.

Wolfie, secure the privates.

I'm on it.

Quadruped, canine, two o'clock.

I'm going to need some cover fire.

Rico.

Wolfie, static.

Almost there, Skipper.

Let him have it, Rico.

Oh, what a hit.

Bryant is down.

Holy butterball.

Kowalski, give me options.

Skipper.

Excellente. Engage operations.

Stockings.

Excellente. Engage operations.

Stockings, Skipper.

Woof, woof, woof.

Woof, woof, woof, woof.

Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.

Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.

Woof, woof, woof, woof, woof.

Jack at the five.

Jack's into the end zone all by himself.

Bryant jumps back and forth.

Hail Mary downfield.

Oh, he scores.

Make way.

High five. Low five.

Down low. Too slow.

I think our work here is done.

Rico.

She didn't see anything.

Let's blow this popsicle stand, boys.

Kaboom?

Yes, Rico. Kaboom.

Come on, boys.

What is all this?

Mr. Chu, this is all your fault.

Bags off.

You are on a big time out.

Thanks for rescuing me, Skipper.

Think nothing of it, young private.

It's the least we could do.

You remember the penguin credo?

What does deep-frying in Bisquick have to do with any of this?

Not that one. The other one.

Never swim alone.

Alone. On Christmas.

Don't you get it?

Come on, people. Do I have to explain this to everybody?

Poor Ted. He's all alone on Christmas.

With no one to swim with.

It's not too late, young private.

I've got a new plan to fit him in.

You guys. Seriously.

This is the best Christmas I've ever had.

Well, there it is, then.

Merry Christmas for everyone.

What the? Who could that be?

Oh, I hope you don't mind.

I invited a few friends over.

What?

Jingle bells, monkey smells, Melvin laid an egg.

Funny things did Alex do to the camel's hay.

Oy vey!