[To Princess] Duh! You're naughty!
You bought the city and legalized crime!
You hired Mojo to try and destroy us!
You gave us a BOMB for our birthday!
You teamed up with 3 felons and went on a crime spree!
You tricked our friend Robin into stealing! And then then you TATTLED on her!
You're a spoiled brat who's greedy and jealous! And you don't care who you step on to get what you want!
[The Girls sit back down and sigh in frustration; then the bell rings]
The point, Princess, is that you better behave yourself or all you're ever gonna get for Christmas is a big, fat lump of coal in your stocking!
[Princess starts shaking angrily]
Spoiled?! Greedy?! Bratty?! Naughty?! NAAAAAUGHTYYYY?!?!? DRIVER! Do you know what those rotten old Powerpuffs said to me today?! They said I was naughty! Can you believe that?
DDriver
[Coughs] Yes. [Coughs]
Me?! Naughty?! I'm not naughty, am I?!
DDriver
Well, uh, I'll... oops! Seems my finger has slipped! [Closes the window] Phew! That was close.
[The phone rings; the driver hesitates and slowly picks up the phone]
[On the phone] WELL?!? YOU DIDN'T ANSWER MY QUESTION!!
DDriver
KKKKKHHHH! You're-- you're-- you're breaking up! KKKKKHHH-KKKKKKKKHHHHH! I'm going through a-- unnel! --Alk-- late--
[Princess bangs on the window and sticks her head out]
NO WE'RE NOT!! I'M IN THE CAR, YOU TWIT!!
[To Santa Claus in his workshop] Maybe you didn't check the list twice!
Yeah! Princess is the naughtiest kid ever!
She must've snuck up here and switched the lists!
NUH-UH!! Santa, don't listen to them! [Points at the Powerpuff Girls] They're just jealous 'cause they got coal!
[The Girls stare at her angrily]
They're jealous 'cause I'm nicer, I'm smarter, I'm prettier, and I'm better than them! So they wouldn't let me be a Powerpuff Girl! THAT MAKES THEM NAUGHTY!! [Points at the Girls]
SCSanta Claus
You mean the Powerpuff Girls? Not the same Powerpuff Girls who are always helping people and saving the day and being really good! I mean, REALLY good!
[The Girls smile and nod]
SCSanta Claus
Yeah! Yeah! See that explains all the flying and floating and stuff!
AHEM!! [Santa turns around] BUT I SHOULD BE A POWERPUFF GIRL!!! ME! Not them! Me! MY DADDY SAYS I'M BETTER! MY DADDY SAYS I'M THE BEST! AND IF YOU'RE TOO MUCH OF A FATHEAD FATHEAD TO SEE THAT, I'LL TELL MY DADDY! [Flies into another room] AND HE'LL COME AND BUILD A PARKING LOT OUTTA THIS CHEAP.. LITTLE.. [Kicks 2 toys] ARTS AND CRAFTS... [Throws another toy] POPSICLE STAND OF YOURS!! [Breaks another toy] GET IT?! [Flies up to Santa] SO, YOU BETTER GIVE ME WHATEVER I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS, 'CAUSE MY DADDY SAYS I GET WHATEVER I WANT! WHENEVER I WANT IT! AND IF THAT MEANS ALL OF THOSE LOUSY, WORTHLESS, SECOND RATE BARGAIN BASEMENT BRATS OF THE WORLD DON'T GET ANYTHING FOR CHRISTMAS, THEN THAT'S JUST THE WAY IT'S GONNA HAVE TO ME!! 'CAUSE I AM BETTER THAN THEM!! AND IT SAYS SO RIGHT HERE!! [Grabs a note and puts it up to Santa's face] SO PUT THAT IN YOUR PIPE AND SMOKE IT, SANTA CLOD!!!
[There is total silence for a few seconds; suddenly, Santa gets angry]
SCSanta Claus
LIST SCHMIST!!! I DON'T NEED NO STINKIN' LIST TELLIN' ME WHO'S NAUGHTY AND WHO'S NICE!! [Grabs the note and starts tearing it up] YA KNOW WHY?! 'CAUSE I'M SANTA CLAUS!! CHECK IT! PRINCESS... [Grabs Princess by the ear] YOU HAVE GONE AND WORKED OFF MY LAST NERVE!
Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! [Starts rubbing her ear]
SCSanta Claus
I have no other choice. You are so rotten, SO despicable, so naughty, I'm putting you on the... [Points up at a really big and tall list] PERMANENT NAUGHTY PLAQUE!!! BUM BUM BUMMMMMMMM!
[Princess gasps and Santa puts her name on the list; Princess screams in terror]
YOU CAN'T DO THAT! I'M TELLING MY DADDY!!!
[Princess flies out the window; Santa presses his nose and Princess loses her costume and powers and screams and falls into snow]
NO FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIR!!!
[Princess flies in front of Buttercup, who is shocked; Princess then slaps her]
[Princess slaps her again]
[Princess slaps her once again]
[An annoyed Buttercup jumps on Princess' back and kicks her far away from herself]
[Buttercup stares at Princess, but then Blossom and Bubbles grab her]
Writing my wish list for Santa.
Are you crazy?! You're only giving him 2 days to prepare?! And that's even if he gets it on time!
Oh, yeah? When did you send yours, Smarty Pants?
Ha! That's after Christmas!
[She blows Buttercup a raspberry]
You know what I think? I think that you don’t have another appointment!
BBurglar
[laughing nervously] You're right. You got me. No appointment. It's the train. I have to catch the two-thirty train. [starts to back away from the door]
[from the fireplace] There is no Townsville two-thirty train.
BBurglar
[makes a beeline for the sliding doors] Yeah, well, I really should be going anyway.
[An eye laser beam hits the doors' middle edge, sealing off his escape]
But, Mr. Burglar, you just got here.
[The burglar runs into a dark room]
BBurglar
Those girls are mutants! I don’t have a chance against them! Superpower strength...telekinetic levitation...laser beam eyeballs! Ah, here we go. [pulled on the arm of Buttercup hanging from the ceiling, with red light emanating from her eyes like a lamp]
BBurglar
I sure picked the wrong house to rob!
[Realizing she isn't a lamp, he screams and races into the kitchen]
Mr. Burglar Man! We're not going to tell you again!
[from offscreen, to "Deck the Halls"] Christmas time is in a few days, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la! [taping up the sleigh picture] Santa'll give me lots of toys, yay, fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!
[writing a wish list] Bubbles! I'm trying to concentrate!
I'm only trying to spread some Christmas cheer.
[places a gingerbread house centerpiece she made on the table] Doing what?
Writing my wish list for Santa.
Are you crazy?! You're only giving him two days to prepare - and that's even if he gets it on time!
Oh, yeah? When did you send yours, smarty-pants?
Hah, that's after Christmas.
December 26, last year. [blows a raspberry]
[realizing] Oh, no! What if I don't get my official Red Raider carbine-action two-hundred-shot range-model air rifle?!
[offscreen] Hah! Who would want a stupid old BB gun?
Besides, you'll shoot your eye out. Since my daddy buys me anything I want, I only have one thing on my list for Santa: to be a Powerpuff Girl!
Don't hold your breath, Princess.
Because Santa has his own list, and he checks it twice. It says who's naughty and who's nice.
You bought the city and legalized crime!
You hired Mojo to try and destroy us!
You gave us a bomb for our birthday!
You teamed up with three villains and went on a crime spree!
You tricked our friend Robin into stealing, and then you tattled on her!
You're a spoiled brat who's greedy and jealous, and you don't care who you step on to get what you want!
[annoyed] Ugh. [sit down]
[The school bell rings]
The point, Princess, is that you better change your ways, or all you're ever gonna to get from Santa is a big fat lump of coal in your stocking. [walks off with her sisters]
[Princess is very mad, and kicks the Santa toy]
[Later that night, Princess is tucked in her bed]
NNanny
[nervously] Yes, sweetheart?
NNanny
[pause] Time for bed. Lights out. [runs off and the lights go out as the door to the hall slams]
[Pause]
Wait! I need another pillow! [pause; silence] Fine! I'll just go get it myself! [gets up from her bed to get another pillow from her closet, but gets crushed by a bunch of coal] Naughty, huh? I'll show you who's naughty! [throws a piece of coal; later suited up in burglary outfit; kicking a piece of coal along herself while walking down the hallway] And all these years, I thought that coal in my stocking came from Daddy's coal mine! [follows coal down a staircase] Who does that blimp think he is, denying me presents?! Well, this time, I am gonna be a Powerpuff Girl! And I'm sure not gonna let some elf with a weight problem stop me! [gets into a cart driven by her driver] Well, I'll show him, and I'll show those Powerpukes who's naughty and who's nice! [gets off the cart and boards her private plane]
She entered her jet, to her man gave a yell, and away Princess went, with a plot, I can tell.
To the North Pole! And step on it! [slams the hatch shut and the plane takes off]
And left no one aware of the web she would weave, not even the girls, preparing for Christmas Eve.
