Fast motion scene
Ralphie: *Running with Flick, and Schwartz to school*
Scut, and Grover: *ChasingRalphie, and his friends*
Randy: *Chasing Scut, and Grover* Come on you guys, wait up.
At school.
Students: *Handing in themes to Miss. Shields*
Ralphie: *Places his theme on Ms. Shields desk*
I knew I was handing Ms. Shields a masterpeice. Maybe Ms. Shields would be so thrilled with my assignment, that she would excuse me from theme composição literária for the rest of my life.
fantasia time!
Ms. Shields: *Wearing red coat, with black hat that has two long black feathers on it* Look at these themes! Lousy! *Reading themes* What I want for natal is a baseball bat. You call that a paragraph?! *Writes a big F on the theme, and reads the seguinte one* Great amount of detail, but the margins! Margins! F!! *Writes a big F on the theme, and reads the seguinte one* A new watch, and red pair of sneakers. *Writes a big F on the theme* If I have to give out one more- *Looking at Ralphie's theme* Well well. Ralphie Parker. Let's see what we got here. *Reading theme, and falls in amor with it* Oh! The theme I've been waiting for all my life. Listen to this sentence: "A Red Ryder BB gun with a compass in the stock, and this thing which tells time". Poetry. Sheer poetry, Ralph! An A+ my good colt!
Students: *Cheering*
Ralphie: *Walking around room, blowing out kisses to everypony*
Ms. Shields: *Writing so many pluses for the A, that she has to write on the walls*
Flick, Schwartz, and two fillies: *Carrying Ralphie*
Students: *Continue cheering*
In the real world, outside of my fantasy.
Ms. Shields: *Staring at Ralphie* Ralph. Ralphie? Ralph!
Ralphie: *Stops fantasizing, and looks at Ms. Shields*
Students: *Laughing*
Ms. Shields: Is there something you want Ralph?
Ralphie: I'm just handing in my theme.
Ms. Shields: Oh.
Students: *Laughing*
Ms. Shields: Well you can take your assento now.
Ralphie: *Goes to his desk*
Another fast motion scene, which was just like the beginning, but now they're running in the opposite direction.
Later that night. During this scene, Joy To The World could be heard on churchbells.
Dad: *Dragging Ralphie, Randy, and Mother outside* Come on, get in the car. We gotta get a natal tree.
Mother: Oh, I forgot something. *Runs back in house*
Dad: Where are you going?! We're gonna miss out on all of the good trees!
Ralphie, and Randy: *Staring at Dad*
Dad: Go on, go on!
Ralphie, and Randy: *Go to car*
My mother was about to make another attack in the legendary battle of the lamp which still haunts Cleveland rua to this very day.
Mother: *Turns off lamp, and walks out of house*
Dad: What are you doing?! Ugh!
Mother: *Walks past dad* Don't wanna waste electricity.
Dad: *Looks at other lights in house, and mocks Mother* Don't wanna waste electricity.
At the natal árvore store, it was an outdoor area, located on a rua that had trolleys running in the middle of the street.
árvore Pony: You want a good natal tree? We've got lots of those.
Dad: Let's see what you got.
árvore Pony: *Shows natal Tree* This here is a tree. *Moves árvore up, and down* You don't see any needles falling off of this here tree, oh. *Sees needles that fell off tree* Nevermind. *Throws árvore away, and grabs another one* This here is a tree. This here is built to last.
Mother: It looks a little skinny in the middle there.
árvore Pony: Then just put it in the corner.
Dad: Don't you have a big tree?
árvore Pony: You're right. This ain't no tree. *Throws tree, and grabs a big one* This here is a tree. A really big one.
Mother: This isn't one of those trees where all the needles fall off. Is it?
árvore Pony: No, that's at Balsams.
My father loved to bargain. He knew the right things to say to make things cheaper for him.
Dad: You know. Zudock got one of those new green plastic trees.
árvore Pony: Oh no.
Dad: Darn thing looks like a lot of pipe cleaners taped together.
Mother: It's a really nice tree.
árvore Pony: *Points at dad* I'll throw in some rope, and tie it on your car for you.
Dad: *Smiles* You got a deal!
árvore Pony: Deal.
2 B Continued
Ralphie: *Running with Flick, and Schwartz to school*
Scut, and Grover: *ChasingRalphie, and his friends*
Randy: *Chasing Scut, and Grover* Come on you guys, wait up.
At school.
Students: *Handing in themes to Miss. Shields*
Ralphie: *Places his theme on Ms. Shields desk*
I knew I was handing Ms. Shields a masterpeice. Maybe Ms. Shields would be so thrilled with my assignment, that she would excuse me from theme composição literária for the rest of my life.
fantasia time!
Ms. Shields: *Wearing red coat, with black hat that has two long black feathers on it* Look at these themes! Lousy! *Reading themes* What I want for natal is a baseball bat. You call that a paragraph?! *Writes a big F on the theme, and reads the seguinte one* Great amount of detail, but the margins! Margins! F!! *Writes a big F on the theme, and reads the seguinte one* A new watch, and red pair of sneakers. *Writes a big F on the theme* If I have to give out one more- *Looking at Ralphie's theme* Well well. Ralphie Parker. Let's see what we got here. *Reading theme, and falls in amor with it* Oh! The theme I've been waiting for all my life. Listen to this sentence: "A Red Ryder BB gun with a compass in the stock, and this thing which tells time". Poetry. Sheer poetry, Ralph! An A+ my good colt!
Students: *Cheering*
Ralphie: *Walking around room, blowing out kisses to everypony*
Ms. Shields: *Writing so many pluses for the A, that she has to write on the walls*
Flick, Schwartz, and two fillies: *Carrying Ralphie*
Students: *Continue cheering*
In the real world, outside of my fantasy.
Ms. Shields: *Staring at Ralphie* Ralph. Ralphie? Ralph!
Ralphie: *Stops fantasizing, and looks at Ms. Shields*
Students: *Laughing*
Ms. Shields: Is there something you want Ralph?
Ralphie: I'm just handing in my theme.
Ms. Shields: Oh.
Students: *Laughing*
Ms. Shields: Well you can take your assento now.
Ralphie: *Goes to his desk*
Another fast motion scene, which was just like the beginning, but now they're running in the opposite direction.
Later that night. During this scene, Joy To The World could be heard on churchbells.
Dad: *Dragging Ralphie, Randy, and Mother outside* Come on, get in the car. We gotta get a natal tree.
Mother: Oh, I forgot something. *Runs back in house*
Dad: Where are you going?! We're gonna miss out on all of the good trees!
Ralphie, and Randy: *Staring at Dad*
Dad: Go on, go on!
Ralphie, and Randy: *Go to car*
My mother was about to make another attack in the legendary battle of the lamp which still haunts Cleveland rua to this very day.
Mother: *Turns off lamp, and walks out of house*
Dad: What are you doing?! Ugh!
Mother: *Walks past dad* Don't wanna waste electricity.
Dad: *Looks at other lights in house, and mocks Mother* Don't wanna waste electricity.
At the natal árvore store, it was an outdoor area, located on a rua that had trolleys running in the middle of the street.
árvore Pony: You want a good natal tree? We've got lots of those.
Dad: Let's see what you got.
árvore Pony: *Shows natal Tree* This here is a tree. *Moves árvore up, and down* You don't see any needles falling off of this here tree, oh. *Sees needles that fell off tree* Nevermind. *Throws árvore away, and grabs another one* This here is a tree. This here is built to last.
Mother: It looks a little skinny in the middle there.
árvore Pony: Then just put it in the corner.
Dad: Don't you have a big tree?
árvore Pony: You're right. This ain't no tree. *Throws tree, and grabs a big one* This here is a tree. A really big one.
Mother: This isn't one of those trees where all the needles fall off. Is it?
árvore Pony: No, that's at Balsams.
My father loved to bargain. He knew the right things to say to make things cheaper for him.
Dad: You know. Zudock got one of those new green plastic trees.
árvore Pony: Oh no.
Dad: Darn thing looks like a lot of pipe cleaners taped together.
Mother: It's a really nice tree.
árvore Pony: *Points at dad* I'll throw in some rope, and tie it on your car for you.
Dad: *Smiles* You got a deal!
árvore Pony: Deal.
2 B Continued
