A Proud Family Wizmas (2026) Movie Script
The... Proud... Family... What?
[enchanting music playing]
[music fades]
[upbeat enchanting music playing]
[helicopter whirring]
[Oscar] Ho-ho-ho!
Merry Wizmas Eve, y'all.
That's right. The Wizard done
changed the name of Christmas, y'all.
Why?
Because tomorrow
is the Wizard's birthday, too.
And to celebrate, y'all,
sing the catchy Wizmas Day Song
and get ten percent off
at any of the Wizard's many businesses.
Get in line too late
No time to save
Just spend away
on Wizmas Day
Today,
the kids are playing more
Got gifts to pay for
We're spending way more
on Wizmas Day
I know I can't afford this
Still haven't
paid my mortgage
Back to the bank
to waive my late fee
I got a gift for Papi
I know
it'll make him happy
Two roundtrip
tickets to Spain
And he better take me
Bought every book about
the African diaspora
Cashier didn't think
they're all real
I had to laugh at her...
I ain't gonna hold you.
It's givin' problematic.
I'd love to thoroughly
explore your thought process.
-[all] Maya!
-She started it.
I saved a buck at Wizbucks
-That's ten percent, huh?
-[both] Ten bucks?
Well, I shop
to fill up ten trucks
They're not like us
So get in line to wait
No time to save
Just spend away
on Wizmas Day
Today,
the kids are playing more
Got gifts to pay for
We're spending way more...
On gifts...
Peabo, I don't care what they say.
There's no ten percent off here.
If they keep on singing,
it's gonna be ten percent more.
Yes, sir, Mr. Proud.
And that wasn't me singing.
Now, you know you just saved ten percent.
Ha! Merry Wizmas, y'all.
Ho-ho-ho.
We're spending way more
on Wizmas Day
-[man] Ay-Ay-Ay. Yay!
-[shoppers cheer, laugh]
Penny, girl, what you doing?
This is a homework-free zone.
We on Wizmas Break.
"From Christmas to Wizmas, y'all.
"How commercialism
stole our favorite holiday."
Ugh, come here!
No, you give me my--
Nobody stole Christmas. I mean, Wizmas.
I wish somebody would steal.
Mariah's breaking out of the ice
on Labor Day now.
Yeah, that's when they start
the Wizmas Day half-full
video game-a-thon.
You're making my point, okay?
Christmas isn't about a game-a-thon.
It's supposed to be a give-a-thon.
Which is why we're celebrating Wizmas.
Because it's a get-a-thon.
[laughter, overlapping chatter]
-Y'all have been Wiz-washed.
-[phone vibrating]
Oh, snap! I gotta go.
I'm taking the money I'm gonna make
from this article
and buy a Christmas dinner
for the shelter kids.
Y'all down?
No!
[all laugh]
Oh, I can't stand y'all.
[gasps] Why is she so aggressive?
-[Talia] Re-gift.
-[objects clattering]
Re-gift.
Re-gift.
Re-gift.
Mmm! Keep.
Oh, God, ugh! Shred!
[whirring]
[panting] Sorry, I'm late, Ms. Rogue.
Honey, are you wearing Birkenstocks
on my expensive hand-knotted silk rug?
And where is my latte?
Latte!
You know I can't think
without my floral stimulation.
Purple peonies!
And the Wizmas Edition articles? Hello?
Got 'em right here, Ms. Rogue.
"From Christmas to Wizmas, y'all.
"How commercialism
stole our favorite holiday."
[gasps] Who on earth is Penny Proud?
-[chuckles nervously]
-[Talia] Oh.
Birkenstocks, it's you.
Well, my. Aren't we ambitious?
No! [chuckles]
I'm just trying to make some extra money
so I can help the shelter kids
have a holiday meal.
[whirring]
[gasps] But you didn't even read it.
Look around, dear.
Commercialism is good.
[helicopter whirring]
[Talia] Poof, be gone!
And a Merry Wizmas to all.
But it's Christma--
[sighs wearily]
[grunting]
-[indistinct chatter]
-[honking]
-[elephant trumpets]
-[monkey chattering]
You hear that, baby girl?
I spend all my cash on animal feed
for my Wizmas Day crew.
But if you want to work
on the battery line...
Daddy, I need the money now!
So do I, baby girl.
Those Jumanji extras don't know it yet,
but they're working for free.
[laughs]
[animal screeching]
[Peabo] Mr. Proud!
Mr. Proud, Mufasa's on his way in here!
-[Mufasa roars]
-Ooh, his check bounced.
I told you not to post
'em checks until next Wizmas.
Look, get the money from your mama.
I got my own problems.
[Penny sighs wearily]
Peabo, give me my nunchucks!
I can't. Mufasa's got 'em.
-[thudding]
-[Mufasa roars angrily]
[screaming]
Oh! What in the--
No, my nunchucks! No, no, no!
[screaming]
[festive music playing]
What in the frosty snowman is...
[screams]
Trudy!
Dear! What is this?
Well, what does it look like?
Snow from Pikes Peak.
To go with our white Wizmas theme.
[laughs]
Yes, but we all voted for
the Wizmas in Paradise theme.
I spent all week
building these sand elves.
I've got sand in places
you couldn't even imagine.
-And some I'm sure you can.
-[upbeat music playing]
Yeah, what are we gonna do
with these Wizmas palm trees I ordered?
And the 200 Wizmas empanadas
that me and Papi made?
It's stuffed with reindeer meat.
[spits, retches]
[speaking Spanish]
[laughs maniacally]
Yo, check it out.
Ta-da!
Felix, what on earth are you wearing?
I'm Sun-ta Claus.
Get it?
Sun...
ta Claus.
Yeah... You're fired.
You can't fire Sun-ta Claus.
Or change the theme, Trudy.
[indistinct shouting]
-My vote is the only vote.
-[all clamoring]
I was hoping to get paid
for this article I wrote for Talia
so I could buy food for the shelter kids,
but I didn't.
And then I asked Daddy, and he actually
wanted me to work for the money.
Oh, anyway, can I invite the kids
to the Christmas party?
-Wizmas party.
-The Wizmas party tomorrow?
Sure, baby. How many kids?
-About 20.
-Ouch.
They little.
Baby, if it were a couple...
Look, I was going to
give you this tomorrow.
Maybe it'll help.
[gasps] $200?
Oh, thank you, Mama.
Now, I need you to take BeBe
and CeCe to the mall to see Santa.
-[CeCe giggles]
-Hey, I wanna see Santa, let's go.
'Cause I gotta stay here
and deal with these knuckleheads.
[alll arguing indistinctly]
Oh, anything you say, Mama.
Thank you, thank you.
Oh, Merry Christmas. I mean, Wizmas!
[overlapping shouting]
[Randall] You gotta talk
to the committee, Trudy.
[car honks]
[pleasant music playing]
[horn tooting]
[Santa] Next!
[kids chanting] Santa! Santa!
Dang, we never gonna get up there.
-[kids chattering]
-[Santa] Next.
Oh, look.
[in sing-song voice] Look what I got
for Santa's little helpers.
[BeBe] Thank you, thank you.
-Wait. Those were decorations.
-[Penny] Kareem?
-[CeCe babbling]
-Sup, Penny?
-You work here?
-Yup.
I'm the H-E-I-C. Head Elf In Charge.
Just trying to buy a special someone
a special Wizmas gift.
Well, you know what that
special someone really wants?
What? Shea butter, baby?
To get to the front of this line
before next Christmas.
You mean Wizmas, honey boo-boo?
-[growls]
-[tense music playing]
Okay, done, done. Uh, follow me.
[Santa] Next!
Excuse me.
Baby Boo and the crew coming through.
Bye.
Excuse me, could you,
could you step back, please?
-[groans softly]
-I don't think so, Drummer Boy.
Nubia?
You want to see Santa?
Nah, but Olei and Gina do.
Now hit the back
like everybody else, Proud.
Now, y'all know y'all on the naughty list.
All right, hold on, hold on,
I got ten tickets
to the Wizfield Mall Wizmas Raffle.
Grand prize, a Wizbox 12.
Now, you and I both know
Santa ain't coming down your chimney.
-Oh, you got jokes.
-[groans]
Hmm, Wizbox 12?
Hmmm. [sniffs, growls]
-All right, deal.
-[Santa] Next!
[kids laugh]
But if we lose, you lose, buddy.
-And I ain't joking.
-[Santa] Next!
-Let's get it.
-[BeBe] Yay, Santa.
[both giggling, babbling]
So, tell Santa. Have you been good?
'Cause you look like you might
have those bad days. [laughs]
[both] Yes, we've been good.
-Whoa, I love the enthusiasm!
-[CeCe laughs]
Now, what do you want Santa
to bring you for Wizmas?
I want a Keisha doll, a Keisha house,
and a Keisha Lamborghini! [chuckles]
Ho-ho-ho-ho!
You living your best life.
[chuckles] Look at you.
CeCe, we discussed this.
Now, ask Santa
to bless those less fortunate.
But I want a Keisha doll.
Santa, please!
Forget about the wrench in Birkenstocks
and let Santa see what he can do.
And what do you want, young man?
What can Santa do for you?
-I want--
-[Penny] Tell him, BeBe.
Like we practiced.
Go on. Don't be scared.
Santa, please give gifts
to the kids at the shelter.
Of course, Little Afro,
but this is about you.
Now, what can Santa do for you?
-I want--
-Oh, he told you what he wants.
[chuckles] Okay?
Now let's thank
the nice old man and let's go.
[both] Thank you, Santa.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, Hold on.
-Hmm?
-So, what about you?
What do you want for Wizmas, little girl?
[laughs]
Oh, first of all, [laughs]
I'm not a little girl
and secondly, [laughs]
you know, there's no such thing as Wizmas.
It's just a made-up
fake holiday for Wizard Kelly
to make even more money.
-You should be ashamed!
-[microphone feedback]
[kids crying]
I just work here.
You got an issue? Talk to the Wiz.
But he's on down the road, Dorothy.
-That's right. Click heels!
-[Gina] Proud!
You took Wizmas from my sister?
Imma get you, Proud.
Penny, I think you better
get up out of here.
Now!
Go! I'll hold them back.
Yo, this gonna be your last Wizmas, Proud!
-BeBe!
-BeBe, run!
-[horn tooting]
-CeCe!
-[screaming]
-[both laugh]
BeBe, CeCe, get off that train!
-[yelps]
-Get her!
Wizmas, Christmas,
the gifts keep coming...
-[groans]
-Where you going, Proud?
Sorry, my bad. [grunts]
Wizmas, Christmas,
the gifts keep coming...
-[electricity crackling]
-[rails rumbling]
-[Gina] Get her!
-[screams]
[Gina] We coming, Proud!
-Got you!
-[screams]
-[grunting]
-[all screaming]
[Gina] I told you I was gon' get you.
-[clicks]
-[Penny] Whoa!
[screams]
[Gina] Huh?
You mine now.
-[Penny groans]
-[candy cane clangs]
[groans, exclaims]
-Ha!
-[thuds]
-[Penny laughs]
-[electricity crackling]
[kids laughing]
[Penny] See you next Christmas.
-[BeBe] Timber!
-[Penny gasps]
Watch out, BeBe, CeCe!
-[all scream]
-[thuds, objects clattering]
[patrons screaming, indistinct shouting]
Whoo!
[Gina] Whoa!
-[Penny] Huh?
-That's what you get.
[Kareem] Penny!
Over here!
-Better stop, Proud!
-[BeBe laughs]
-Or it's gonna be worse.
-Hurry
in there!
-Go, go, go!
-What?
-[kids laughing]
-The door is so small!
-Do I look like an elf to you?
-[Gina] Get her!
Oh, man.
Okay. [strains]
Oh, no! [grunts, screams]
Oh, not again!
[Kareem] Penny, turn your head!
-[grunting]
-[Gina speaking indistinctly]
This not gonna-- [screams]
-[Gina] We ain't going nowhere, Proud!
-[grunting]
We're gonna be right here!
[Kareem] Penny.
-[CeCe chuckles]
-What in the Wizmas was that speech about?
Look, I didn't say anything
that wasn't true.
Wizmas is a fake holiday.
-Just like you a fake elf.
-[shushing]
[straining] My direct deposit
hasn't hit yet.
[gasps] Oh, no!
My red envelope. Have you seen it?
Yeah, you're good.
I put it in Santa's bag.
You did what?
That was the money I was gonna give
to the shelter kids.
Now Santa jacked them?
Oh, no, we gotta get it back.
Too late. Well, Santa been gone.
-Grabbed his check and dipped out.
-Dipped out where?
I don't know.
Yeah, he probably cuffed up with Ms. Claus
right now in the North Pole.
-The North Pole?
-Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.
Quit playing with me.
Nah, nah, nah, it's a Wizmas
tree lot on the south side,
right next to the Proud Snacks factory.
Now, you wanna get over there fast
before the sun gets down.
It's a little sketchy.
Come on, Kareem.
Whoa! Penny, Penny, Penny. Wait, I can't.
I gotta help my mom decorate the tree.
I put the angel on top,
and make cookies for Santa.
Now, it's none of my business,
but you don't wanna go
over there with Famous Amos here.
Them elves is from the hood now.
They don't play.
You know what? Forget it.
-Come on, BeBe and CeCe.
-[CeCe giggles]
Bye.
[laughs]
[door closes]
[mall elf] Say, Jack,
can you pass me that Old Spice?
Thanks.
[electrical buzzing]
[soulful music playing]
[on recording] Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.
Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.
-[all laughing]
-Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.
[BeBe] Look, reindeer.
[Penny] That's not a reindeer.
That's a rat or something.
[chorus singing] Can you
tell me why
Santa Claus
never goes to the hood?
Even though he should
No reindeer are gonna fly
Over the hood tonight...
[helicopter hovering]
No matter...
[chorus] If you've been
naughty or good
'Cause Santa...
[chorus] Never goes
to hood
Oh, tell me why
He don't go to the hood
Mama told me, "One night,
she saw Santa coming
down the chimney..."
Go to the hood...
[siren blaring]
"It was just a man in a fat suit
trying to play a trick on me
He don't go to the hood
Santa go
Santa go
Go to the hood
Go to the hood
[chorus] Can you
tell me why
Santa Claus
never goes to the hood?
Even though he should
Give me my mic back.
[both grunting]
[indistinct shouting]
[all clamoring]
Uh-uh. See, this is
what I'm talking about.
This is not Christmas.
-Excuse me. Where's Santa?
-[indistinct shouting]
Huh?
Uh, I don't think you're gon' be
talking to Santa today,
because you got a big head.
Now git.
[clangs]
Mmm.
Mmm-hmm, this is good.
Look, he's right over there
in the double-wide.
Whoa, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait, wait, wait.
Before you go over there,
you gotta be careful, Big Head Girl.
He's not a bowl full of jelly
like you think.
[whispering] He's a box full of emotions.
And he's evil!
-[Santa] Somebody get in here!
-Huh?
[Santa] I need help! Man down!
I need help!
[overlapping conversation]
[indistinct shouting]
[Santa] I don't know why
I didn't pull these boots off
before I try to pull these pants off.
Ho, ho, ho-- Hey, where do you come from?
I met you today at the mall.
-[both] It's Santa.
-Look, you took my envelope.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Ms. "Wizmas
isn't real" herself.
-[grunts]
-Thanks to you, I'm done with Wizmas.
-Huh?
-I'm officially retired.
Retired?
Somebody better get in here right now,
or you're all fired. I mean it!
Here we go, boss. I need my job.
Oh, we got you, king.
What about the kids
and their parents at the mall
waiting for you to tell them what to buy?
Not after that little TED Talk you gave.
You destroyed Wizmas for them.
And the Wizard,
he's mad at you, by the way.
Just because I told the truth?
[chuckles] Let him be mad.
The funny thing about
the truth is this, kid.
Sometimes it's better
to keep it to yourself.
All right, all right, guys,
you're doing too much.
If I step on one of y'all,
we're gonna have an issue.
I didn't see that coming.
Where was I at? Okay.
I have never met anyone so devoid...
[snaps fingers]
...of the holiday spirit as you.
What? [laughs] Ha!
I've got the holiday spirit
I just don't have the Wizmas spirit.
Okay, Wizmas might have been too much,
but so were you today.
And because of you, tomorrow,
nobody's getting gifts!
You ruined it!
Ain't nobody getting nothing tomorrow.
Because you quit?
So you really think you're the real Santa?
I don't think.
I know who I am!
[laughing maniacally, gasps]
Okay, you know what?
Just give me back my envelope
so you can get back to your eggnog
-and whatever else is--
-[Santa clears throat]
[Penny laughs]
Hey, Billy, where's
that red envelope that was in my bag?
And top off that eggnog.
I got you, King.
I saw Belinda taking that
red envelope downstairs.
Now, that ain't none of my business,
but she did look shady, you know.
You didn't see me go downstairs anywhere.
But I'm about to take you downstairs.
Downstairs?
We're in a double-wide on cinder blocks.
[slurping]
-[door opens]
-[wind blowing]
Uh-huh, I'm not going down there.
[both laughing]
BeBe! CeCe!
[Penny] Ow! [screaming]
Mm-mmm.
[vocalizing]
Ugh! Huh?
Oh, BeBe, CeCe!
Come on, y'all. Stop playing.
-[BeBe] Granny!
-Hey!
[CeCe chuckles]
Suga Mama.
Uh-huh. Who are you?
Why, I'm your Suga Mama, baby.
Uh-huh! My Suga Mama has short hair
and an attitude.
Oh, my bad. Ha!
[screams]
Who are you?
Who am I?
Everybody asking who I am
Where did I come from?
With all that yam
And I can be
anything you need
Just close your eyes
and count to three
Make a wish
and whisper in my ear
Everywhere I go
I'm always bringing cheer
And the joy
The gifts to everybody
All for the good
and the naughty
[chorus] I'm your favorite
Suga Mama
Yeah, yeah
[chorus] Helpers
call me Mom...
Mother...
[gasps]
I am, I am
[chorus] I am Suga Mama,
honey
I've gone to Germany,
Kenya, and China
The Netherlands
on a steam boat
And ride a beautiful
white horse named America
I've been loved
wherever I go
The Iceland Lads
are mischievous
Thirteen trolls
who visit the children
Funny names...
I can be anywhere you want
[chorus] I'm your favorite
Suga Mama
Yeah
[chorus] My helpers
call me Mom
And my love
And my lovers walk across
the room
And I am, I am
I am
I am Suga Mama, honey
[vocalizing]
Yeah! But you can call me Santa. [laughs]
[screams] BeBe, CeCe, come on, let's go!
-[crashing]
-[indistinct shouting]
[Benny] Do not kick me
like you did last time.
[Penny] Where are you going?
I just wanna get away from all this.
I wanna get out of here and do me.
But you can't!
It's Christmas Eve!
No, it's Wizmas Eve!
Which doesn't exist.
It came out your mouth. You said that.
Okay, okay, let's assume I was wrong
and you are who you say you are.
What about the kids?
Who's gonna deliver the gifts?
It's not my problem.
You can do it for all I care.
But I'm not Santa!
-[laughing]
-Ooh? [groans softly]
[Santa] You are now.
-[Penny gasps]
-[kids laughing]
-It's not even my size.
-[CeCe giggles]
[whimpers]
Don't be giving me those doe eyes.
You gotta stay here, Gabby.
Where I'm going,
they'll turn you into a rug.
Huh?
[grunts] Let's get it.
[reindeer neighs]
Santa!
Santa, please!
Santa, come back!
You forgot your dog!
-Elves are ready for duty.
-[screams]
What are your orders,
Captain Claus, sir...
Ma'am?
How would I know? Ask Santa.
Yo, he just said you could do it, BHG.
That means Big Head Girl.
That man don't know me.
What about all the little shorties?
Not my problem. You do it.
Negative to the third power.
Only humans can wear the suit.
Uh... aren't you human?
[all laughing]
[Big Mack] Are we-- Are we human?
We're elves, baby.
We're over 900 years old.
If we was human, we'll look
like a day-old funeral person.
-[elves laugh]
-Hey, I don't know what to say
except this human right here
can't help you.
-[all] Aw.
-I be--
[gasps]
Where did you go?
What is happening?
Unless you wear the suit,
there will be no Wizmas or, or us.
Please, Penny, put on the suit.
Stop being dramatic. [gasps]
-Oh, no.
-We out.
Well, gotta go. Bye, Big Head Girl.
[both exclaiming]
[crying]
Stop cry-- [chuckles softly]
No, no, no, it's okay.
CeCe, calm down. Nobody disappeared.
-It's just a trick.
-No. No, no, no! [crying]
Okay, fine, fine. I-I'll put on the suit.
I've put on their suit. See?
[all] Ooh!
-Ugh!
-[CeCe] It's...
-Santa!
-Santa! [giggles]
[Billy] What is that smell?
Let me out of here!
[laughs]
[indistinct shouting]
[all clamoring]
Calm down, calm down.
As you were. At ease.
Looks like we got our Santa.
Oh, elf nah!
A girl can't be Santa.
What? I could be Santa, President,
the first person on Mars.
I don't even need a rocket.
I could be anything I wanna be.
And I can be your worst nightmare.
[indistinct shouting]
Zip it! Zip it, elves!
Now we have to get busy,
or there's gonna be a million
crying kids tomorrow.
-[grunts]
-Uh-huh.
I gotta get BeBe and CeCe home.
[gasps]
[Benny] Done.
[snoring]
[Penny] How did they get in here?
Well, I gotta get home, too.
My parents will ground me
from Wizmas past to Wizmas future.
[strains] What? Why won't this come off?
What's wrong? What did you do?
We didn't do nothing.
Once you voluntarily put on the suit,
you can't get out of it.
It's just like a group chat
with your family.
[elves laughing]
[strains]
-[Billy] Put this on.
-Huh?
Uh, this is not what Santa wears.
Yeah, but the trainee Santa does.
Make it through the night and save Wizmas
for all the little shorties
and you'll get the real hat.
Again, Wizmas ain't real.
Honey, listen.
Once you see the joy
in the child's eyes, trust me,
you'll know
that the Christmas spirit is still alive.
Ah, I don't think so.
Okay, munchkins from Oz, let's do this.
I gotta get out of this itchy beard
and icky suit and get home!
Wait. Where are the gifts?
Don't worry.
The bag gives you what you need.
And I guess Gabby knows where to go?
[groans, sneezes]
You're catching on, trainee.
Took you long enough.
It's almost Juneteenth.
[Benny] Giddy up, Gabby!
[Penny screams]
Ho... Ho... Ho. [dying] Merry Wizmas.
[Penny screaming]
[screaming]
[Benny] Ease up, trainee.
Ease up. Gabby got you.
-[gasps]
-Whee!
[enchanting music playing]
Huh. [chuckles]
[laughing]
[Penny] This is so cool. [laughs]
[screams] Oh, no!
[all screaming]
Gabby! Giddy up! Giddy up, Gabby!
[exclaims, gasps]
Snap to it, trainee.
It's showtime!
Uh-uh, I'm not going down there.
-[Penny groaning]
-[Billy] Too late now.
-[Penny screams]
-[Billy] You in it. You elf.
Let me go!
[Bubbie] Yeah, yeah,
bring me back some cookies.
[thudding]
[groans]
[grunting] Hot! Hot! Hot!
[chomping]
[gasps]
[in gravely voice] I mean, ho-ho-ho,
tiny boy I've never met before.
-Why are you up?
-[laughs]
Oh, we've met before, many time.
-Are you okay, Penny?
-Psst.
He sees you! Deploy the nighty-night dust.
[Penny] Nighty-night dust?
What...
[Peabo continues chomping]
[gulping]
[inhales]
Ooh, I wouldn't do
that if I were you, Penny Proud.
[in deep voice] I'm not Penny Proud!
Nighty-night! [blows]
[groans softly]
[thuds]
[grunts]
[groans softly]
[snoring]
[laughing]
[in normal voice] Stop!
[laughs] Stop.
What? What?
-Stop!
-Whoa!
What happened?
Listen, trainee.
Never blow nighty-night dust
while standing in front of a fireplace..
You got caught in the updraft.
That's friendly fire.
[Billy] Hey!
I'm not a reindeer. Help me up!
[Penny grunts]
Ooh, the Spice kids.
[all snoring]
[snoring continues]
[sleepily] Yeah, I'd like
to thank the Academy
for giving me this award.
[groans]
Psst! Hey, let's get out of here.
That's a shady bunch back there.
Naughty by nature.
-The bag is not giving them nothing.
-Whoa!
[Billy laughs]
I mean, the bag don't
get it right all the time.
I mean, it is a bag.
[Billy] Wow.
[elephant trumpets]
[Billy] The Boulevardez family be ballin'.
[Penny] Okay. Well,
there's nothing to do here.
[Billy] Wait, wait, wait.
Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait.
What... What about the gifts?
[Penny] They have enough.
I'm starting to like this.
So what's our next stop?
[in sing-song voice] The Gross Sisters.
[all] All right! Yeah!
Ain't no party
like the Gross sisters party
'Cause the Gross sister
party don't stop
Hey!
[gorging]
[Billy] This is so good.
[groaning]
[Billy] Somebody pass me
pepper sauce, please.
[Penny] Y'all nasty.
[all clamoring]
Guys, we don't have time for this,
I gotta get home.
Hmm?
There's no gifts.
The Grosses never get gifts.
That's why they leave this spread.
They think they can buy us off.
But you can't fool the bag.
It knows if you're naughty, nice, or ashy.
And them some ashy girls.
-Every day is a snow day around here.
-[all laughing]
Flakes everywhere.
Wow.
So they never get gifts?
They've never been nice.
Or moisturized.
[all laughing]
We need to put some cocoa butter
in their stocking.
[all laughing]
Come on. We have to leave them something.
It's not our call, trainee.
It's up to the bag.
The oxtail-- The gravy--
[Penny] Okay. Hands up, cash out!
What? You jacking us?
No. You're just paying for dinner.
Now cash out, grumpy.
[all grumble indistinctly]
-[Bubbie] Who knew?
-[Benny] Don't do nothing. Please.
Come on, man, we work once a year.
Man's, where the check--
[Benny] I'm on a fixed income.
[Big Mack chuckles] You done
set elves back 2,000 Wizmases.
Santa's in the house. [grunts]
That's the way you do it, girl.
You lookin' good. Gimme some.
Uh-oh-ah, yeah!
[groans]
Oh, no, it's a fake fireplace.
-Abort, abort!
-Ow.
Relax, sis.
I got this.
[Billy] I can't get back up this...
[screeches]
What have we here?
[chomping]
[blows raspberry] Okay, drop the gifts
and let's get up out of here.
They only got vegan cookies,
and you know, I'm lactose-tolerant.
-[crunches]
-Hmm.
-[screams]
-What's wrong?
You ate them vegan cookies.
See? I tried to tell you. Dry, right?
This is my boss's house.
I should've known when I saw
the Gucci Wizmas tree.
See? There is no Christmas spirit here.
[amusing music playing]
[swishing]
Now we can go.
Oh, we're definitely inviting you
to the tree trimming party
next year, girl.
[gasps]
[Oscar] Little kids are gonna be so happy.
[together] What in the--
You do exist!
-[in deep voice] Ho-ho...
-For real?
[groans]
[in deep voice] Ho?
-[CeCe] Santa!
-[BeBe] Santa!
[both laughing, giggling]
[CeCe] Yay!
[both] We love you, Santa!
-[gasps] Oh!
-[pleasant music playing]
Aw.
I love you, too, BeBe and CeCe.
I mean, children,
I definitely do not know.
[laughs]
Ah.
Huh?
Uh-oh.
Psst!
Trainee, snap out of it!
[blows]
Whoa! [giggles]
[grunting]
Hurry up! [thuds]
Hurry up, come on. [groans]
Come on. [groans heavily]
-[hip-hop music playing]
-Bam!
[overlapping conversation]
[Billy] Don't even try to lie.
Yes, you did. I saw you see it.
We told you.
You didn't tell me anything.
I didn't see nothing glowing,
no magic, nothing! I ain't see anything!
What's wrong, Penny? Everything okay?
Do I need to slap Billy?
'Cause I'll do it.
Y'all should've seen it..
Little shorties lit her up.
Eyeballs got all wet. She almost quit.
Yeah, the glow gets you.
I almost cried my first time,
but I'm a strong elf.
Okay, look, guys,
it's been fun, but I'm home,
so I'll see you around.
When? Hopefully never.
[laughs] Are you kidding?
-Remember, it's not a job,
-Okay. Come on.
-it's an adventure!
-Hey!
[upbeat music playing]
[Penny] Ahhh! Wait, what are y'all doing?
Ah, no, no, no! No, no, no!
[Penny screaming]
[groans]
Whoo! I don't know how y'all do it.
Especially with them little legs,
little arms, that big old head.
Ooh, I know that's heavy.
Now I can't speak for everybody
but me? I worked out.
Yeah, at Wiz Burgers, wimpy.
-[all laughing]
-You in worse shape than Santa.
Can't even do a pushup.
[all continue laughing]
Well, it's been real,
short kings and queens.
Although I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming.
[chuckles softly]
I had fun. Really.
Job well done, trainee.
You were our best Santa.
[crying] I didn't think
I was gonna like you
because your head is so big.
Okay, okay. I get it.
Goodbye, trainee.
It was nice having
another girl around here.
You know, I told you that
once you saw the joy in those
little cutie pie's eyes,
you would know that
Christmas is still alive.
And don't try to say you didn't.
Yeah, I did.
I just wish everybody else could.
Thanks, Belinda.
-[Gabby chitters]
-Oh, [chuckles softly]
And you too, Gabby.
[Gabby giggling]
[chuckles softly]
[Benny] Trainee, hold on.
-[blows]
-[exclaims]
[Penny yawns]
Goodbye, Galactus.
[phone vibrating]
-[gasps]
-[cell phone ringing]
Ooh.
Oh, that was a crazy dream.
I gotta stop eating
Proud Snacks before bed.
[lights power down]
-Wha...
-[Felix] The power's out?
It's time for Sun-ta Claus to shine!
[indistinct shouting]
[Penny] Daddy?
Hey, Mama, what happened?
No Wizmas Party.
Why don't we go back to our original idea,
Wizmas in Paradise?
[all in unison] No!
[vehicle honks]
[engine hisses]
-[door clicks]
-[kids chattering]
Oh, goodness. This is a catastrophe.
Ms. Rogue? What are you doing here?
Honey, I was invited.
I found it under my mutilated
Gucci Wizmas trees
sprinkled with the crumbs
from my vegan white chocolate
macadamia cookies,
which are all gone, by the way.
I called the police, don't you worry.
"You and the children
of A Place of Our Own Children's Shelter
are invited to..."
Wai... Wait, why would
Santa give you this?
What?
You lived in the shelter,
didn't you, Ms. Rogue?
Okay, that's it. We're leaving.
-Get back on the bus, kids.
-Well, wait, wait!
Mama, we gotta do something.
We cannot disappoint the kids.
There's nothing we can do, Penny.
We weren't set up for them anyway.
Well, we would have been if you hadn't
hijacked the party.
Oh, well, this wouldn't
have been a problem
if somebody had recognized
-the magic of Santa Claus.
-Exactly.
[indistinct shouting]
Stop it!
Where's the Christmas spirit?
Suga Mama, aren't you the one who told me
"When life gives you avocados,
make guacamole."
Penny, baby, look around.
You see any avocados?
[speaking Spanish]
[laughs hysterically]
[in English] So we can't have
a white Christmas,
or Christmas in Paradise.
-Wizmas!
-Okay, Wizmas! Fine.
As long as we have the spirit,
that's all that matters, isn't it?
-[grunts]
-[microphone squeals]
Yeah, I remember at my
abuela's house in Mexico,
she hated store-bought decorations.
We'd make these paper lanterns
to decorate the tree.
That's a great idea, Mrs. B.
Oh, what tree? That one's dead.
[all] Huh.
Oh, that's not a problem.
We've got ten
Christmas trees at our house.
That's the spirit, Mr. B.
You must be married to Mrs. B!
And I'll bring my food truck
and whip up a Jamaican feast.
-Jerk chicken, jerk ball, jerk broccolini.
-[gags]
And for dessert, jerk cobbler.
I don't know.
You might want to leave
that cobbler at home.
You can give me the cobbler.
Thank you, Mrs. Gross.
Well, since Sister Jerk
is making all that food,
I-- [smacks lips]
I suppose I could make some guacamole.
Oh, I knew I could
count on you, Suga Mama.
You see, Mama, Mr. Randall?
We can do this.
For the children.
[melancholy music playing]
Okay, Penny Proud,
for the kids.
[all cheering]
Ahhh, we have a problem!
I can't operate a food truck.
The power's out!
We have power.
-Don't we, Mr. Proud?
-Peabo, shut up.
Oscar, what is he talking about?
Who knows? He's a little kid.
He got one brain cell.
Well, I know in the Proud Snacks factory,
we have 250 GW of AA lithium batteries,
enough to power 40,000 toys
or the entire city
of Emilyville for 100 years.
That's power, baby.
Seriously, Oscar?
No, no, no, Trudy.
I spent every dime I had
to buy one thing I knew
everyone would need for Wizmas: batteries.
And there's no way I'm giving 'em away.
[Talia] Then I'll buy them
from you, skinny man.
[kids cheering]
Sold to the rich lady with the Sable Card.
Attaboy, Trudy.
I mean, [clears throat]
stand there and do your duty.
[squeals, chuckles]
Oh, thank you, Talia!
I mean, Ms. Rogue.
No.
Thank you, Penny,
for reminding me
it's better to give than get.
All right, time to...
Time to let go. [chuckles nervously]
Just one more thing.
From this moment forth,
no more of that Wizmas business.
It's officially Christmas again!
[all cheering]
-[kid 1] It's Christmas again.
-[kid 2] Yay!
[indistinct chatter]
[Oscar] Ah, there you go.
Candles burnin' low
Lots of mistletoe
Lots of snow and ice
Oh, everywhere we go
Choir singing carols
Right outside my door...
[laughs]
-Where's the turkey?
-I put it in the fryer for you, baby.
Just trying to help out.
What? A frozen turkey in hot grease?
What do we have here? Oh, my favorite.
-No!
-[fryer gurgling]
[screams]
Even though
I love ya madly
It seems
I love you more...
-[thuds]
-[car alarm blaring]
[whistling]
[smacks lips]
Hmm, I never thought
I'd like reindeer meat.
Who knew?
[retches]
What are you doing here?
What do you think I'm doing? I'm working.
Santa gotta keep his weight up.
And thanks for filling in
for me last night.
The guys tell me Wizmas...
I mean, Christmas
went off without a hitch.
-[gasps]
-Except for this Fyre Festival.
-[screams, blows raspberry]
-[whooshing]
Haven't seen Ja Rule yet.
Have you seen Ja Rule?
Last night?
What are you talking about?
Right!
They must have hit you
with the nighty-night dust.
Remember what you said to me at the mall?
Still think the spirit
of Christmas is dead?
I still think Wizmas is wrong, but...
Feliz Navidad, Suga Mama.
-Daddy!
-Hey!
No.
I guess it isn't.
And it never will be.
As long as you keep believing, Penny.
Hey, Penny, come on!
We're getting ready
to sing Christmas carols.
I'll be there in just a second.
So...
What?
-[bell ringing]
-Hey, Penny.
Merry Christmas.
Oh, thanks, Kareem.
This is so sweet. You didn't have to.
Oh, it's not from me.
You're getting cookies.
They docked my pay and fired me
after that riot you started. [chuckles]
No, it's the envelope
that you were looking for.
Mall Santa gave it to me to give to you.
So it wasn't a dream?
[Santa] Ho-ho-ho!
Merry Christmas!
[crying] It's so big.
[laughs]
Y'all, look.
It's snowing.
[all exclaiming]
[lively piano music playing]
Celebrate
'cause it's Christmas
It's the perfect
time of year
All the homes are filled
with toys and gifts
And mostly Christmas cheer
-Jingle bells
-Jingle bells
-'Cause it's Christmas
-'Cause it's Christmas
-Time to decorate the trees
-The trees
Time to hang up
the mistletoe
For everyone to see
And we sing
'cause it's Christmas
With our hearts
all filled with joy
And we sing
our hopes of happiness
And love for everyone
Jingle bells
'cause it's Christmas
Time to ring in
the New Year
So the spirit
of the season
Can be heard
from far and near
Merry Christmas.
Oh, you gotta be standing
today
Don't you worry,
all you got to do is let us show you
Buckle up, little Penny,
we'll show you the way
All you got to do, all you got to do
is let us show you the way
The way, the way, the way
To save, to save the day
[enchanting music playing]
[music fades]
[upbeat enchanting music playing]
[helicopter whirring]
[Oscar] Ho-ho-ho!
Merry Wizmas Eve, y'all.
That's right. The Wizard done
changed the name of Christmas, y'all.
Why?
Because tomorrow
is the Wizard's birthday, too.
And to celebrate, y'all,
sing the catchy Wizmas Day Song
and get ten percent off
at any of the Wizard's many businesses.
Get in line too late
No time to save
Just spend away
on Wizmas Day
Today,
the kids are playing more
Got gifts to pay for
We're spending way more
on Wizmas Day
I know I can't afford this
Still haven't
paid my mortgage
Back to the bank
to waive my late fee
I got a gift for Papi
I know
it'll make him happy
Two roundtrip
tickets to Spain
And he better take me
Bought every book about
the African diaspora
Cashier didn't think
they're all real
I had to laugh at her...
I ain't gonna hold you.
It's givin' problematic.
I'd love to thoroughly
explore your thought process.
-[all] Maya!
-She started it.
I saved a buck at Wizbucks
-That's ten percent, huh?
-[both] Ten bucks?
Well, I shop
to fill up ten trucks
They're not like us
So get in line to wait
No time to save
Just spend away
on Wizmas Day
Today,
the kids are playing more
Got gifts to pay for
We're spending way more...
On gifts...
Peabo, I don't care what they say.
There's no ten percent off here.
If they keep on singing,
it's gonna be ten percent more.
Yes, sir, Mr. Proud.
And that wasn't me singing.
Now, you know you just saved ten percent.
Ha! Merry Wizmas, y'all.
Ho-ho-ho.
We're spending way more
on Wizmas Day
-[man] Ay-Ay-Ay. Yay!
-[shoppers cheer, laugh]
Penny, girl, what you doing?
This is a homework-free zone.
We on Wizmas Break.
"From Christmas to Wizmas, y'all.
"How commercialism
stole our favorite holiday."
Ugh, come here!
No, you give me my--
Nobody stole Christmas. I mean, Wizmas.
I wish somebody would steal.
Mariah's breaking out of the ice
on Labor Day now.
Yeah, that's when they start
the Wizmas Day half-full
video game-a-thon.
You're making my point, okay?
Christmas isn't about a game-a-thon.
It's supposed to be a give-a-thon.
Which is why we're celebrating Wizmas.
Because it's a get-a-thon.
[laughter, overlapping chatter]
-Y'all have been Wiz-washed.
-[phone vibrating]
Oh, snap! I gotta go.
I'm taking the money I'm gonna make
from this article
and buy a Christmas dinner
for the shelter kids.
Y'all down?
No!
[all laugh]
Oh, I can't stand y'all.
[gasps] Why is she so aggressive?
-[Talia] Re-gift.
-[objects clattering]
Re-gift.
Re-gift.
Re-gift.
Mmm! Keep.
Oh, God, ugh! Shred!
[whirring]
[panting] Sorry, I'm late, Ms. Rogue.
Honey, are you wearing Birkenstocks
on my expensive hand-knotted silk rug?
And where is my latte?
Latte!
You know I can't think
without my floral stimulation.
Purple peonies!
And the Wizmas Edition articles? Hello?
Got 'em right here, Ms. Rogue.
"From Christmas to Wizmas, y'all.
"How commercialism
stole our favorite holiday."
[gasps] Who on earth is Penny Proud?
-[chuckles nervously]
-[Talia] Oh.
Birkenstocks, it's you.
Well, my. Aren't we ambitious?
No! [chuckles]
I'm just trying to make some extra money
so I can help the shelter kids
have a holiday meal.
[whirring]
[gasps] But you didn't even read it.
Look around, dear.
Commercialism is good.
[helicopter whirring]
[Talia] Poof, be gone!
And a Merry Wizmas to all.
But it's Christma--
[sighs wearily]
[grunting]
-[indistinct chatter]
-[honking]
-[elephant trumpets]
-[monkey chattering]
You hear that, baby girl?
I spend all my cash on animal feed
for my Wizmas Day crew.
But if you want to work
on the battery line...
Daddy, I need the money now!
So do I, baby girl.
Those Jumanji extras don't know it yet,
but they're working for free.
[laughs]
[animal screeching]
[Peabo] Mr. Proud!
Mr. Proud, Mufasa's on his way in here!
-[Mufasa roars]
-Ooh, his check bounced.
I told you not to post
'em checks until next Wizmas.
Look, get the money from your mama.
I got my own problems.
[Penny sighs wearily]
Peabo, give me my nunchucks!
I can't. Mufasa's got 'em.
-[thudding]
-[Mufasa roars angrily]
[screaming]
Oh! What in the--
No, my nunchucks! No, no, no!
[screaming]
[festive music playing]
What in the frosty snowman is...
[screams]
Trudy!
Dear! What is this?
Well, what does it look like?
Snow from Pikes Peak.
To go with our white Wizmas theme.
[laughs]
Yes, but we all voted for
the Wizmas in Paradise theme.
I spent all week
building these sand elves.
I've got sand in places
you couldn't even imagine.
-And some I'm sure you can.
-[upbeat music playing]
Yeah, what are we gonna do
with these Wizmas palm trees I ordered?
And the 200 Wizmas empanadas
that me and Papi made?
It's stuffed with reindeer meat.
[spits, retches]
[speaking Spanish]
[laughs maniacally]
Yo, check it out.
Ta-da!
Felix, what on earth are you wearing?
I'm Sun-ta Claus.
Get it?
Sun...
ta Claus.
Yeah... You're fired.
You can't fire Sun-ta Claus.
Or change the theme, Trudy.
[indistinct shouting]
-My vote is the only vote.
-[all clamoring]
I was hoping to get paid
for this article I wrote for Talia
so I could buy food for the shelter kids,
but I didn't.
And then I asked Daddy, and he actually
wanted me to work for the money.
Oh, anyway, can I invite the kids
to the Christmas party?
-Wizmas party.
-The Wizmas party tomorrow?
Sure, baby. How many kids?
-About 20.
-Ouch.
They little.
Baby, if it were a couple...
Look, I was going to
give you this tomorrow.
Maybe it'll help.
[gasps] $200?
Oh, thank you, Mama.
Now, I need you to take BeBe
and CeCe to the mall to see Santa.
-[CeCe giggles]
-Hey, I wanna see Santa, let's go.
'Cause I gotta stay here
and deal with these knuckleheads.
[alll arguing indistinctly]
Oh, anything you say, Mama.
Thank you, thank you.
Oh, Merry Christmas. I mean, Wizmas!
[overlapping shouting]
[Randall] You gotta talk
to the committee, Trudy.
[car honks]
[pleasant music playing]
[horn tooting]
[Santa] Next!
[kids chanting] Santa! Santa!
Dang, we never gonna get up there.
-[kids chattering]
-[Santa] Next.
Oh, look.
[in sing-song voice] Look what I got
for Santa's little helpers.
[BeBe] Thank you, thank you.
-Wait. Those were decorations.
-[Penny] Kareem?
-[CeCe babbling]
-Sup, Penny?
-You work here?
-Yup.
I'm the H-E-I-C. Head Elf In Charge.
Just trying to buy a special someone
a special Wizmas gift.
Well, you know what that
special someone really wants?
What? Shea butter, baby?
To get to the front of this line
before next Christmas.
You mean Wizmas, honey boo-boo?
-[growls]
-[tense music playing]
Okay, done, done. Uh, follow me.
[Santa] Next!
Excuse me.
Baby Boo and the crew coming through.
Bye.
Excuse me, could you,
could you step back, please?
-[groans softly]
-I don't think so, Drummer Boy.
Nubia?
You want to see Santa?
Nah, but Olei and Gina do.
Now hit the back
like everybody else, Proud.
Now, y'all know y'all on the naughty list.
All right, hold on, hold on,
I got ten tickets
to the Wizfield Mall Wizmas Raffle.
Grand prize, a Wizbox 12.
Now, you and I both know
Santa ain't coming down your chimney.
-Oh, you got jokes.
-[groans]
Hmm, Wizbox 12?
Hmmm. [sniffs, growls]
-All right, deal.
-[Santa] Next!
[kids laugh]
But if we lose, you lose, buddy.
-And I ain't joking.
-[Santa] Next!
-Let's get it.
-[BeBe] Yay, Santa.
[both giggling, babbling]
So, tell Santa. Have you been good?
'Cause you look like you might
have those bad days. [laughs]
[both] Yes, we've been good.
-Whoa, I love the enthusiasm!
-[CeCe laughs]
Now, what do you want Santa
to bring you for Wizmas?
I want a Keisha doll, a Keisha house,
and a Keisha Lamborghini! [chuckles]
Ho-ho-ho-ho!
You living your best life.
[chuckles] Look at you.
CeCe, we discussed this.
Now, ask Santa
to bless those less fortunate.
But I want a Keisha doll.
Santa, please!
Forget about the wrench in Birkenstocks
and let Santa see what he can do.
And what do you want, young man?
What can Santa do for you?
-I want--
-[Penny] Tell him, BeBe.
Like we practiced.
Go on. Don't be scared.
Santa, please give gifts
to the kids at the shelter.
Of course, Little Afro,
but this is about you.
Now, what can Santa do for you?
-I want--
-Oh, he told you what he wants.
[chuckles] Okay?
Now let's thank
the nice old man and let's go.
[both] Thank you, Santa.
Hey, hey, hey. Hey, Hold on.
-Hmm?
-So, what about you?
What do you want for Wizmas, little girl?
[laughs]
Oh, first of all, [laughs]
I'm not a little girl
and secondly, [laughs]
you know, there's no such thing as Wizmas.
It's just a made-up
fake holiday for Wizard Kelly
to make even more money.
-You should be ashamed!
-[microphone feedback]
[kids crying]
I just work here.
You got an issue? Talk to the Wiz.
But he's on down the road, Dorothy.
-That's right. Click heels!
-[Gina] Proud!
You took Wizmas from my sister?
Imma get you, Proud.
Penny, I think you better
get up out of here.
Now!
Go! I'll hold them back.
Yo, this gonna be your last Wizmas, Proud!
-BeBe!
-BeBe, run!
-[horn tooting]
-CeCe!
-[screaming]
-[both laugh]
BeBe, CeCe, get off that train!
-[yelps]
-Get her!
Wizmas, Christmas,
the gifts keep coming...
-[groans]
-Where you going, Proud?
Sorry, my bad. [grunts]
Wizmas, Christmas,
the gifts keep coming...
-[electricity crackling]
-[rails rumbling]
-[Gina] Get her!
-[screams]
[Gina] We coming, Proud!
-Got you!
-[screams]
-[grunting]
-[all screaming]
[Gina] I told you I was gon' get you.
-[clicks]
-[Penny] Whoa!
[screams]
[Gina] Huh?
You mine now.
-[Penny groans]
-[candy cane clangs]
[groans, exclaims]
-Ha!
-[thuds]
-[Penny laughs]
-[electricity crackling]
[kids laughing]
[Penny] See you next Christmas.
-[BeBe] Timber!
-[Penny gasps]
Watch out, BeBe, CeCe!
-[all scream]
-[thuds, objects clattering]
[patrons screaming, indistinct shouting]
Whoo!
[Gina] Whoa!
-[Penny] Huh?
-That's what you get.
[Kareem] Penny!
Over here!
-Better stop, Proud!
-[BeBe laughs]
-Or it's gonna be worse.
-Hurry
in there!
-Go, go, go!
-What?
-[kids laughing]
-The door is so small!
-Do I look like an elf to you?
-[Gina] Get her!
Oh, man.
Okay. [strains]
Oh, no! [grunts, screams]
Oh, not again!
[Kareem] Penny, turn your head!
-[grunting]
-[Gina speaking indistinctly]
This not gonna-- [screams]
-[Gina] We ain't going nowhere, Proud!
-[grunting]
We're gonna be right here!
[Kareem] Penny.
-[CeCe chuckles]
-What in the Wizmas was that speech about?
Look, I didn't say anything
that wasn't true.
Wizmas is a fake holiday.
-Just like you a fake elf.
-[shushing]
[straining] My direct deposit
hasn't hit yet.
[gasps] Oh, no!
My red envelope. Have you seen it?
Yeah, you're good.
I put it in Santa's bag.
You did what?
That was the money I was gonna give
to the shelter kids.
Now Santa jacked them?
Oh, no, we gotta get it back.
Too late. Well, Santa been gone.
-Grabbed his check and dipped out.
-Dipped out where?
I don't know.
Yeah, he probably cuffed up with Ms. Claus
right now in the North Pole.
-The North Pole?
-Mmm-hmm. Mmm-hmm.
Quit playing with me.
Nah, nah, nah, it's a Wizmas
tree lot on the south side,
right next to the Proud Snacks factory.
Now, you wanna get over there fast
before the sun gets down.
It's a little sketchy.
Come on, Kareem.
Whoa! Penny, Penny, Penny. Wait, I can't.
I gotta help my mom decorate the tree.
I put the angel on top,
and make cookies for Santa.
Now, it's none of my business,
but you don't wanna go
over there with Famous Amos here.
Them elves is from the hood now.
They don't play.
You know what? Forget it.
-Come on, BeBe and CeCe.
-[CeCe giggles]
Bye.
[laughs]
[door closes]
[mall elf] Say, Jack,
can you pass me that Old Spice?
Thanks.
[electrical buzzing]
[soulful music playing]
[on recording] Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.
Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.
-[all laughing]
-Ho-ho-ho! Merry Wizmas.
[BeBe] Look, reindeer.
[Penny] That's not a reindeer.
That's a rat or something.
[chorus singing] Can you
tell me why
Santa Claus
never goes to the hood?
Even though he should
No reindeer are gonna fly
Over the hood tonight...
[helicopter hovering]
No matter...
[chorus] If you've been
naughty or good
'Cause Santa...
[chorus] Never goes
to hood
Oh, tell me why
He don't go to the hood
Mama told me, "One night,
she saw Santa coming
down the chimney..."
Go to the hood...
[siren blaring]
"It was just a man in a fat suit
trying to play a trick on me
He don't go to the hood
Santa go
Santa go
Go to the hood
Go to the hood
[chorus] Can you
tell me why
Santa Claus
never goes to the hood?
Even though he should
Give me my mic back.
[both grunting]
[indistinct shouting]
[all clamoring]
Uh-uh. See, this is
what I'm talking about.
This is not Christmas.
-Excuse me. Where's Santa?
-[indistinct shouting]
Huh?
Uh, I don't think you're gon' be
talking to Santa today,
because you got a big head.
Now git.
[clangs]
Mmm.
Mmm-hmm, this is good.
Look, he's right over there
in the double-wide.
Whoa, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait, wait, wait.
Before you go over there,
you gotta be careful, Big Head Girl.
He's not a bowl full of jelly
like you think.
[whispering] He's a box full of emotions.
And he's evil!
-[Santa] Somebody get in here!
-Huh?
[Santa] I need help! Man down!
I need help!
[overlapping conversation]
[indistinct shouting]
[Santa] I don't know why
I didn't pull these boots off
before I try to pull these pants off.
Ho, ho, ho-- Hey, where do you come from?
I met you today at the mall.
-[both] It's Santa.
-Look, you took my envelope.
Well, well, well.
If it isn't Ms. "Wizmas
isn't real" herself.
-[grunts]
-Thanks to you, I'm done with Wizmas.
-Huh?
-I'm officially retired.
Retired?
Somebody better get in here right now,
or you're all fired. I mean it!
Here we go, boss. I need my job.
Oh, we got you, king.
What about the kids
and their parents at the mall
waiting for you to tell them what to buy?
Not after that little TED Talk you gave.
You destroyed Wizmas for them.
And the Wizard,
he's mad at you, by the way.
Just because I told the truth?
[chuckles] Let him be mad.
The funny thing about
the truth is this, kid.
Sometimes it's better
to keep it to yourself.
All right, all right, guys,
you're doing too much.
If I step on one of y'all,
we're gonna have an issue.
I didn't see that coming.
Where was I at? Okay.
I have never met anyone so devoid...
[snaps fingers]
...of the holiday spirit as you.
What? [laughs] Ha!
I've got the holiday spirit
I just don't have the Wizmas spirit.
Okay, Wizmas might have been too much,
but so were you today.
And because of you, tomorrow,
nobody's getting gifts!
You ruined it!
Ain't nobody getting nothing tomorrow.
Because you quit?
So you really think you're the real Santa?
I don't think.
I know who I am!
[laughing maniacally, gasps]
Okay, you know what?
Just give me back my envelope
so you can get back to your eggnog
-and whatever else is--
-[Santa clears throat]
[Penny laughs]
Hey, Billy, where's
that red envelope that was in my bag?
And top off that eggnog.
I got you, King.
I saw Belinda taking that
red envelope downstairs.
Now, that ain't none of my business,
but she did look shady, you know.
You didn't see me go downstairs anywhere.
But I'm about to take you downstairs.
Downstairs?
We're in a double-wide on cinder blocks.
[slurping]
-[door opens]
-[wind blowing]
Uh-huh, I'm not going down there.
[both laughing]
BeBe! CeCe!
[Penny] Ow! [screaming]
Mm-mmm.
[vocalizing]
Ugh! Huh?
Oh, BeBe, CeCe!
Come on, y'all. Stop playing.
-[BeBe] Granny!
-Hey!
[CeCe chuckles]
Suga Mama.
Uh-huh. Who are you?
Why, I'm your Suga Mama, baby.
Uh-huh! My Suga Mama has short hair
and an attitude.
Oh, my bad. Ha!
[screams]
Who are you?
Who am I?
Everybody asking who I am
Where did I come from?
With all that yam
And I can be
anything you need
Just close your eyes
and count to three
Make a wish
and whisper in my ear
Everywhere I go
I'm always bringing cheer
And the joy
The gifts to everybody
All for the good
and the naughty
[chorus] I'm your favorite
Suga Mama
Yeah, yeah
[chorus] Helpers
call me Mom...
Mother...
[gasps]
I am, I am
[chorus] I am Suga Mama,
honey
I've gone to Germany,
Kenya, and China
The Netherlands
on a steam boat
And ride a beautiful
white horse named America
I've been loved
wherever I go
The Iceland Lads
are mischievous
Thirteen trolls
who visit the children
Funny names...
I can be anywhere you want
[chorus] I'm your favorite
Suga Mama
Yeah
[chorus] My helpers
call me Mom
And my love
And my lovers walk across
the room
And I am, I am
I am
I am Suga Mama, honey
[vocalizing]
Yeah! But you can call me Santa. [laughs]
[screams] BeBe, CeCe, come on, let's go!
-[crashing]
-[indistinct shouting]
[Benny] Do not kick me
like you did last time.
[Penny] Where are you going?
I just wanna get away from all this.
I wanna get out of here and do me.
But you can't!
It's Christmas Eve!
No, it's Wizmas Eve!
Which doesn't exist.
It came out your mouth. You said that.
Okay, okay, let's assume I was wrong
and you are who you say you are.
What about the kids?
Who's gonna deliver the gifts?
It's not my problem.
You can do it for all I care.
But I'm not Santa!
-[laughing]
-Ooh? [groans softly]
[Santa] You are now.
-[Penny gasps]
-[kids laughing]
-It's not even my size.
-[CeCe giggles]
[whimpers]
Don't be giving me those doe eyes.
You gotta stay here, Gabby.
Where I'm going,
they'll turn you into a rug.
Huh?
[grunts] Let's get it.
[reindeer neighs]
Santa!
Santa, please!
Santa, come back!
You forgot your dog!
-Elves are ready for duty.
-[screams]
What are your orders,
Captain Claus, sir...
Ma'am?
How would I know? Ask Santa.
Yo, he just said you could do it, BHG.
That means Big Head Girl.
That man don't know me.
What about all the little shorties?
Not my problem. You do it.
Negative to the third power.
Only humans can wear the suit.
Uh... aren't you human?
[all laughing]
[Big Mack] Are we-- Are we human?
We're elves, baby.
We're over 900 years old.
If we was human, we'll look
like a day-old funeral person.
-[elves laugh]
-Hey, I don't know what to say
except this human right here
can't help you.
-[all] Aw.
-I be--
[gasps]
Where did you go?
What is happening?
Unless you wear the suit,
there will be no Wizmas or, or us.
Please, Penny, put on the suit.
Stop being dramatic. [gasps]
-Oh, no.
-We out.
Well, gotta go. Bye, Big Head Girl.
[both exclaiming]
[crying]
Stop cry-- [chuckles softly]
No, no, no, it's okay.
CeCe, calm down. Nobody disappeared.
-It's just a trick.
-No. No, no, no! [crying]
Okay, fine, fine. I-I'll put on the suit.
I've put on their suit. See?
[all] Ooh!
-Ugh!
-[CeCe] It's...
-Santa!
-Santa! [giggles]
[Billy] What is that smell?
Let me out of here!
[laughs]
[indistinct shouting]
[all clamoring]
Calm down, calm down.
As you were. At ease.
Looks like we got our Santa.
Oh, elf nah!
A girl can't be Santa.
What? I could be Santa, President,
the first person on Mars.
I don't even need a rocket.
I could be anything I wanna be.
And I can be your worst nightmare.
[indistinct shouting]
Zip it! Zip it, elves!
Now we have to get busy,
or there's gonna be a million
crying kids tomorrow.
-[grunts]
-Uh-huh.
I gotta get BeBe and CeCe home.
[gasps]
[Benny] Done.
[snoring]
[Penny] How did they get in here?
Well, I gotta get home, too.
My parents will ground me
from Wizmas past to Wizmas future.
[strains] What? Why won't this come off?
What's wrong? What did you do?
We didn't do nothing.
Once you voluntarily put on the suit,
you can't get out of it.
It's just like a group chat
with your family.
[elves laughing]
[strains]
-[Billy] Put this on.
-Huh?
Uh, this is not what Santa wears.
Yeah, but the trainee Santa does.
Make it through the night and save Wizmas
for all the little shorties
and you'll get the real hat.
Again, Wizmas ain't real.
Honey, listen.
Once you see the joy
in the child's eyes, trust me,
you'll know
that the Christmas spirit is still alive.
Ah, I don't think so.
Okay, munchkins from Oz, let's do this.
I gotta get out of this itchy beard
and icky suit and get home!
Wait. Where are the gifts?
Don't worry.
The bag gives you what you need.
And I guess Gabby knows where to go?
[groans, sneezes]
You're catching on, trainee.
Took you long enough.
It's almost Juneteenth.
[Benny] Giddy up, Gabby!
[Penny screams]
Ho... Ho... Ho. [dying] Merry Wizmas.
[Penny screaming]
[screaming]
[Benny] Ease up, trainee.
Ease up. Gabby got you.
-[gasps]
-Whee!
[enchanting music playing]
Huh. [chuckles]
[laughing]
[Penny] This is so cool. [laughs]
[screams] Oh, no!
[all screaming]
Gabby! Giddy up! Giddy up, Gabby!
[exclaims, gasps]
Snap to it, trainee.
It's showtime!
Uh-uh, I'm not going down there.
-[Penny groaning]
-[Billy] Too late now.
-[Penny screams]
-[Billy] You in it. You elf.
Let me go!
[Bubbie] Yeah, yeah,
bring me back some cookies.
[thudding]
[groans]
[grunting] Hot! Hot! Hot!
[chomping]
[gasps]
[in gravely voice] I mean, ho-ho-ho,
tiny boy I've never met before.
-Why are you up?
-[laughs]
Oh, we've met before, many time.
-Are you okay, Penny?
-Psst.
He sees you! Deploy the nighty-night dust.
[Penny] Nighty-night dust?
What...
[Peabo continues chomping]
[gulping]
[inhales]
Ooh, I wouldn't do
that if I were you, Penny Proud.
[in deep voice] I'm not Penny Proud!
Nighty-night! [blows]
[groans softly]
[thuds]
[grunts]
[groans softly]
[snoring]
[laughing]
[in normal voice] Stop!
[laughs] Stop.
What? What?
-Stop!
-Whoa!
What happened?
Listen, trainee.
Never blow nighty-night dust
while standing in front of a fireplace..
You got caught in the updraft.
That's friendly fire.
[Billy] Hey!
I'm not a reindeer. Help me up!
[Penny grunts]
Ooh, the Spice kids.
[all snoring]
[snoring continues]
[sleepily] Yeah, I'd like
to thank the Academy
for giving me this award.
[groans]
Psst! Hey, let's get out of here.
That's a shady bunch back there.
Naughty by nature.
-The bag is not giving them nothing.
-Whoa!
[Billy laughs]
I mean, the bag don't
get it right all the time.
I mean, it is a bag.
[Billy] Wow.
[elephant trumpets]
[Billy] The Boulevardez family be ballin'.
[Penny] Okay. Well,
there's nothing to do here.
[Billy] Wait, wait, wait.
Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait.
What... What about the gifts?
[Penny] They have enough.
I'm starting to like this.
So what's our next stop?
[in sing-song voice] The Gross Sisters.
[all] All right! Yeah!
Ain't no party
like the Gross sisters party
'Cause the Gross sister
party don't stop
Hey!
[gorging]
[Billy] This is so good.
[groaning]
[Billy] Somebody pass me
pepper sauce, please.
[Penny] Y'all nasty.
[all clamoring]
Guys, we don't have time for this,
I gotta get home.
Hmm?
There's no gifts.
The Grosses never get gifts.
That's why they leave this spread.
They think they can buy us off.
But you can't fool the bag.
It knows if you're naughty, nice, or ashy.
And them some ashy girls.
-Every day is a snow day around here.
-[all laughing]
Flakes everywhere.
Wow.
So they never get gifts?
They've never been nice.
Or moisturized.
[all laughing]
We need to put some cocoa butter
in their stocking.
[all laughing]
Come on. We have to leave them something.
It's not our call, trainee.
It's up to the bag.
The oxtail-- The gravy--
[Penny] Okay. Hands up, cash out!
What? You jacking us?
No. You're just paying for dinner.
Now cash out, grumpy.
[all grumble indistinctly]
-[Bubbie] Who knew?
-[Benny] Don't do nothing. Please.
Come on, man, we work once a year.
Man's, where the check--
[Benny] I'm on a fixed income.
[Big Mack chuckles] You done
set elves back 2,000 Wizmases.
Santa's in the house. [grunts]
That's the way you do it, girl.
You lookin' good. Gimme some.
Uh-oh-ah, yeah!
[groans]
Oh, no, it's a fake fireplace.
-Abort, abort!
-Ow.
Relax, sis.
I got this.
[Billy] I can't get back up this...
[screeches]
What have we here?
[chomping]
[blows raspberry] Okay, drop the gifts
and let's get up out of here.
They only got vegan cookies,
and you know, I'm lactose-tolerant.
-[crunches]
-Hmm.
-[screams]
-What's wrong?
You ate them vegan cookies.
See? I tried to tell you. Dry, right?
This is my boss's house.
I should've known when I saw
the Gucci Wizmas tree.
See? There is no Christmas spirit here.
[amusing music playing]
[swishing]
Now we can go.
Oh, we're definitely inviting you
to the tree trimming party
next year, girl.
[gasps]
[Oscar] Little kids are gonna be so happy.
[together] What in the--
You do exist!
-[in deep voice] Ho-ho...
-For real?
[groans]
[in deep voice] Ho?
-[CeCe] Santa!
-[BeBe] Santa!
[both laughing, giggling]
[CeCe] Yay!
[both] We love you, Santa!
-[gasps] Oh!
-[pleasant music playing]
Aw.
I love you, too, BeBe and CeCe.
I mean, children,
I definitely do not know.
[laughs]
Ah.
Huh?
Uh-oh.
Psst!
Trainee, snap out of it!
[blows]
Whoa! [giggles]
[grunting]
Hurry up! [thuds]
Hurry up, come on. [groans]
Come on. [groans heavily]
-[hip-hop music playing]
-Bam!
[overlapping conversation]
[Billy] Don't even try to lie.
Yes, you did. I saw you see it.
We told you.
You didn't tell me anything.
I didn't see nothing glowing,
no magic, nothing! I ain't see anything!
What's wrong, Penny? Everything okay?
Do I need to slap Billy?
'Cause I'll do it.
Y'all should've seen it..
Little shorties lit her up.
Eyeballs got all wet. She almost quit.
Yeah, the glow gets you.
I almost cried my first time,
but I'm a strong elf.
Okay, look, guys,
it's been fun, but I'm home,
so I'll see you around.
When? Hopefully never.
[laughs] Are you kidding?
-Remember, it's not a job,
-Okay. Come on.
-it's an adventure!
-Hey!
[upbeat music playing]
[Penny] Ahhh! Wait, what are y'all doing?
Ah, no, no, no! No, no, no!
[Penny screaming]
[groans]
Whoo! I don't know how y'all do it.
Especially with them little legs,
little arms, that big old head.
Ooh, I know that's heavy.
Now I can't speak for everybody
but me? I worked out.
Yeah, at Wiz Burgers, wimpy.
-[all laughing]
-You in worse shape than Santa.
Can't even do a pushup.
[all continue laughing]
Well, it's been real,
short kings and queens.
Although I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming.
[chuckles softly]
I had fun. Really.
Job well done, trainee.
You were our best Santa.
[crying] I didn't think
I was gonna like you
because your head is so big.
Okay, okay. I get it.
Goodbye, trainee.
It was nice having
another girl around here.
You know, I told you that
once you saw the joy in those
little cutie pie's eyes,
you would know that
Christmas is still alive.
And don't try to say you didn't.
Yeah, I did.
I just wish everybody else could.
Thanks, Belinda.
-[Gabby chitters]
-Oh, [chuckles softly]
And you too, Gabby.
[Gabby giggling]
[chuckles softly]
[Benny] Trainee, hold on.
-[blows]
-[exclaims]
[Penny yawns]
Goodbye, Galactus.
[phone vibrating]
-[gasps]
-[cell phone ringing]
Ooh.
Oh, that was a crazy dream.
I gotta stop eating
Proud Snacks before bed.
[lights power down]
-Wha...
-[Felix] The power's out?
It's time for Sun-ta Claus to shine!
[indistinct shouting]
[Penny] Daddy?
Hey, Mama, what happened?
No Wizmas Party.
Why don't we go back to our original idea,
Wizmas in Paradise?
[all in unison] No!
[vehicle honks]
[engine hisses]
-[door clicks]
-[kids chattering]
Oh, goodness. This is a catastrophe.
Ms. Rogue? What are you doing here?
Honey, I was invited.
I found it under my mutilated
Gucci Wizmas trees
sprinkled with the crumbs
from my vegan white chocolate
macadamia cookies,
which are all gone, by the way.
I called the police, don't you worry.
"You and the children
of A Place of Our Own Children's Shelter
are invited to..."
Wai... Wait, why would
Santa give you this?
What?
You lived in the shelter,
didn't you, Ms. Rogue?
Okay, that's it. We're leaving.
-Get back on the bus, kids.
-Well, wait, wait!
Mama, we gotta do something.
We cannot disappoint the kids.
There's nothing we can do, Penny.
We weren't set up for them anyway.
Well, we would have been if you hadn't
hijacked the party.
Oh, well, this wouldn't
have been a problem
if somebody had recognized
-the magic of Santa Claus.
-Exactly.
[indistinct shouting]
Stop it!
Where's the Christmas spirit?
Suga Mama, aren't you the one who told me
"When life gives you avocados,
make guacamole."
Penny, baby, look around.
You see any avocados?
[speaking Spanish]
[laughs hysterically]
[in English] So we can't have
a white Christmas,
or Christmas in Paradise.
-Wizmas!
-Okay, Wizmas! Fine.
As long as we have the spirit,
that's all that matters, isn't it?
-[grunts]
-[microphone squeals]
Yeah, I remember at my
abuela's house in Mexico,
she hated store-bought decorations.
We'd make these paper lanterns
to decorate the tree.
That's a great idea, Mrs. B.
Oh, what tree? That one's dead.
[all] Huh.
Oh, that's not a problem.
We've got ten
Christmas trees at our house.
That's the spirit, Mr. B.
You must be married to Mrs. B!
And I'll bring my food truck
and whip up a Jamaican feast.
-Jerk chicken, jerk ball, jerk broccolini.
-[gags]
And for dessert, jerk cobbler.
I don't know.
You might want to leave
that cobbler at home.
You can give me the cobbler.
Thank you, Mrs. Gross.
Well, since Sister Jerk
is making all that food,
I-- [smacks lips]
I suppose I could make some guacamole.
Oh, I knew I could
count on you, Suga Mama.
You see, Mama, Mr. Randall?
We can do this.
For the children.
[melancholy music playing]
Okay, Penny Proud,
for the kids.
[all cheering]
Ahhh, we have a problem!
I can't operate a food truck.
The power's out!
We have power.
-Don't we, Mr. Proud?
-Peabo, shut up.
Oscar, what is he talking about?
Who knows? He's a little kid.
He got one brain cell.
Well, I know in the Proud Snacks factory,
we have 250 GW of AA lithium batteries,
enough to power 40,000 toys
or the entire city
of Emilyville for 100 years.
That's power, baby.
Seriously, Oscar?
No, no, no, Trudy.
I spent every dime I had
to buy one thing I knew
everyone would need for Wizmas: batteries.
And there's no way I'm giving 'em away.
[Talia] Then I'll buy them
from you, skinny man.
[kids cheering]
Sold to the rich lady with the Sable Card.
Attaboy, Trudy.
I mean, [clears throat]
stand there and do your duty.
[squeals, chuckles]
Oh, thank you, Talia!
I mean, Ms. Rogue.
No.
Thank you, Penny,
for reminding me
it's better to give than get.
All right, time to...
Time to let go. [chuckles nervously]
Just one more thing.
From this moment forth,
no more of that Wizmas business.
It's officially Christmas again!
[all cheering]
-[kid 1] It's Christmas again.
-[kid 2] Yay!
[indistinct chatter]
[Oscar] Ah, there you go.
Candles burnin' low
Lots of mistletoe
Lots of snow and ice
Oh, everywhere we go
Choir singing carols
Right outside my door...
[laughs]
-Where's the turkey?
-I put it in the fryer for you, baby.
Just trying to help out.
What? A frozen turkey in hot grease?
What do we have here? Oh, my favorite.
-No!
-[fryer gurgling]
[screams]
Even though
I love ya madly
It seems
I love you more...
-[thuds]
-[car alarm blaring]
[whistling]
[smacks lips]
Hmm, I never thought
I'd like reindeer meat.
Who knew?
[retches]
What are you doing here?
What do you think I'm doing? I'm working.
Santa gotta keep his weight up.
And thanks for filling in
for me last night.
The guys tell me Wizmas...
I mean, Christmas
went off without a hitch.
-[gasps]
-Except for this Fyre Festival.
-[screams, blows raspberry]
-[whooshing]
Haven't seen Ja Rule yet.
Have you seen Ja Rule?
Last night?
What are you talking about?
Right!
They must have hit you
with the nighty-night dust.
Remember what you said to me at the mall?
Still think the spirit
of Christmas is dead?
I still think Wizmas is wrong, but...
Feliz Navidad, Suga Mama.
-Daddy!
-Hey!
No.
I guess it isn't.
And it never will be.
As long as you keep believing, Penny.
Hey, Penny, come on!
We're getting ready
to sing Christmas carols.
I'll be there in just a second.
So...
What?
-[bell ringing]
-Hey, Penny.
Merry Christmas.
Oh, thanks, Kareem.
This is so sweet. You didn't have to.
Oh, it's not from me.
You're getting cookies.
They docked my pay and fired me
after that riot you started. [chuckles]
No, it's the envelope
that you were looking for.
Mall Santa gave it to me to give to you.
So it wasn't a dream?
[Santa] Ho-ho-ho!
Merry Christmas!
[crying] It's so big.
[laughs]
Y'all, look.
It's snowing.
[all exclaiming]
[lively piano music playing]
Celebrate
'cause it's Christmas
It's the perfect
time of year
All the homes are filled
with toys and gifts
And mostly Christmas cheer
-Jingle bells
-Jingle bells
-'Cause it's Christmas
-'Cause it's Christmas
-Time to decorate the trees
-The trees
Time to hang up
the mistletoe
For everyone to see
And we sing
'cause it's Christmas
With our hearts
all filled with joy
And we sing
our hopes of happiness
And love for everyone
Jingle bells
'cause it's Christmas
Time to ring in
the New Year
So the spirit
of the season
Can be heard
from far and near
Merry Christmas.
Oh, you gotta be standing
today
Don't you worry,
all you got to do is let us show you
Buckle up, little Penny,
we'll show you the way
All you got to do, all you got to do
is let us show you the way
The way, the way, the way
To save, to save the day