Sherbet, Rubble and the polar express

Summary
On the night before the day of Christmas eve, International Rescue and Paw Patrol International were on mission during a Christmas break leaving Sherbet and Rubble at Tracy Island. One night, They woke up by a noise and sees a mysterious train bound for the North Pole stop outside his window and is invited aboard by its conductor. They both climb aboard the train and joins several other children as they embark on a journey to visit Santa Claus preparing for Christmas. As they embarks on a magical adventure to the North Pole on the Polar Express, while learning about friendship, bravery, and the spirit of Christmas.

Episode
(The episode begin at Tracy Island, the Tracys and the Paw Patrol are getting ready for tomorrow's christmas eve.)

Ryder: Thanks for letting us stay with you for the holidays, Jeff and I say this is fantastic. We're sitting here in the snow and over there it's summer. Sun and palm trees and all.

Jeff: No problem, Ryder, well, it is pretty unusual.

(As they were talking, the Tracys and the pups were decorating the christmas tree when John called in.)

John: International Rescue and Paw Patrol International, we have a situation.

Jeff and Ryder: Go ahead, John.

John: Everyone, Coralville Hospital has given the go-ahead and it's seems like a great mystery.

Jeff: Okay, John, we'll send the whole team right away. Scott. Ryder.

Ryder: F.A.B. Jeff.

Scott: On it, Dad.

Sherbet: Virgil, Ryder, can Rubble and I-

Virgil: Sorry, buddy but someone has to help Dad, Brains, Mechanic, Grandma and MAX finished setting up the tree.

Rubble: Ryder?

Ryder: Don't worry, Rubble, I promise we'll be back before you both know it.

Rubble: Okay, Ryder.

Sherbet: Alright, Virgil, we'll stay and help out.

Virgil: That's my good pup.

Sherbet and Rubble: Good luck!

(After they left, they started to get to work on the tree.)

Grandma Tracy: Come on, Pups. Time to get to work.

Sherbet and Rubble: Yes, Ma'am!

Sherbet: Dashing through the snow. In a one-horse open sleigh.

Rubble: Over the fields we go. Laughing all the way.

Sherbet: Bells on bobtail ring' Making spirits bright

Rubble: What fun it is to laugh and sing. A sleighing song tonight!

Both: Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way. Oh! what fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh. Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way; Oh! what fun it is to ride In a one-horse open sleigh.

(After they finished, it was the most beautiful christmas tree they ever worked on and was already night fall.)

Sherbet: Where are they? They should be back by now and Santa will be here soon.

Rubble: (feeling sleepy) I know. Maybe let's just take some shut eye while we wait for them before Santa comes.

Jeff: That's good, and while you do that, I'm going to help Brains and Mechanic with something special for this christmas and help grandma with my santa costume.

(As the four left, the two fall asleep. It was quiet at first but then there was a noise as it grew louder and louder. This make the two startled. Then an unexpected whistle blowing and chugging of a passenger train hits the brakes and idles right outside.)

Sherbet: What was that?!

Rubble: I don't know!

(As the rumbling stopped, they decided to go and check it out.)

Sherbet: Whoa! It's a steam train.

Rubble: But what's a train doing out here?

Sherbet: I don't know but let's go check it out.

(Then they heard a voice.)

Man: All aboard! All aboard!

(As the mist cleared, it reveals to be the conductor.)

Conductor: Well? You two coming?

Both: Where?

Conductor: Why, to the North Pole, of course. This is the Polar Express.

Rubble: The North Pole?

Conductor: Yes but you pups can come if you want?

(Sherbet and Rubble shooked their heads.)

Conductor: Oh. Suit yourself.

(The Polar Express blows its whistle and the conductor clears his throat and the two pups embarks on the train. Inside the carriage, the kids in their pyjamas singing. As they seated down, they met a boy and a girl.)

Boy: Hey. Hey, you. Yeah, you two. Do you know what kind of train this is?

Sherbet: This train?

Girl: Of course. It's a magic train. We're going to the North Pole.

Boy: I know it's a magic train. Actually it's a Baldwin 2-8-4 S3-class steam locomotive built in 1931 at the Baldwin Locomotive Works. It weighs 456,100 pounds and... (for the USA)/LNER 4-6-2 A3-class steam locomotive built in 1922 Doncaster Works to a design of Nigel Gresley. It weighs 180 pounds...

(Then, they both heard a familiar voice.)

Pig, Fox, Hippo, Rusty, Jack, Pounce, Frizzy, Neville and Gemma: Sherbet? Rubble?

Sherbet: Pig? Rusty? Jack? Pounce? Frizzy?

Rubble: Fox? Hippo? Neville? Gemma?

Pig, Fox, Hippo, Rusty, Jack, Pounce, Frizzy, Neville and Gemma: Wow!

Sherbet: you guys are on the same train here too.

Fox: Yeah!

Rubble: Are we really going to the North Pole?

Pig: Mm-hm. Isn't that wonderful?

Boy: Hey, look, everybody! Herpolsheimer's! Herpolsheimer's!

(The children cheered as the train pass by the department store.)

Boy: Wow, look at all those presents. I want all of them!

Girl: It's so Christmassy and cozy and beautiful!

Conductor: Tickets. Tickets, please. Tickets. Ticket, please.

(Sherbet and Rubble takes out one each golden ticket. Along with Pig, Fox, Hippo, Rusty, Jack, Pounce, Frizzy, Neville and Gemma's.)

Conductor: Thank you! Uh-uh-uh, that is a public-address microphone. It is not a toy.

Boy: Boy, that guy sure likes to show off. Look what that wise guy punched on my ticket. "L-E." What the heck does that mean?

Conductor: Next stop, 11344 Edbrooke.

Boy: We're heading for the other side of the tracks.

(Outside, the conductor visits as the train stops at the next pick up to collect a boy named Billy.)

Conductor: Well? You coming?

Boy: Ah, it's just another pickup. That's weird. I thought you were supposed to be the last one.

Conductor: Why, to the North Pole, of course. This is the Polar Express!

(But he refused.)

Conductor: Suit yourself.

(As the train departed, he started chasing it.)

Rubble: Hey, that kid wants to get on the train. Come on! Hurry up! We have to stop the train.

(But he trips and fall.)

Rubble: We have to stop the train.

Girl: I don't know how to stop the train.

Boy: Pull the emergency brake!

Rubble: Ready, Sherbet?

Sherbet: FAB.

(As the two pulls the brakes, it screeches to a halt, the train stopped and the kids are groaning. After it stopped, Billy managed to get on.)

Conductor: Who in the blazes applied that emergency brake?!

Boy: They did

Conductor: You. In case you didn't know, that cord is for emergency purposes only. And in case you weren't aware, tonight (waves at engineers) is Christmas Eve. (he closed the window) And in case you hadn't noticed, this train is on a very tight schedule. Now, young man, Christmas may not be important to some people but it is very important to the rest of us!

Rubble: But, but-

Sherbet: We wer-

Girl: They was just trying to stop the train so that kid could get on.

Conductor: Well... Let me remind you. We are on a very tight schedule. And I've never been late before and I am certainly not going to be late tonight. Now, everybody, take your seats, please! Thank you.

(The Polar Express resumes its journey again.)

Conductor: *on the mic* Your attention, please. Are there any Polar Express passengers in need of refreshment?

Kids: Me! Me! Me!

Conductor: *on the mic* I thought so.

(The waiters enter the passenger car, tap dancing as the staff started serving hot cocoa and cakes.)

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Oh, we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Hey, we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Say, we got it

Waiters: Hot chocolate

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Oh, we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: So we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Yo, we got it

Waiters: Hot chocolate

Conductor: Here we've only got one rule

Never, ever let it cool

Keep it cooking in the pot

Then you got...

Waiters: ...Hot chocolate!

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Oh, we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Hey, we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Say, we got it

Waiters: Hot chocolate

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Oh, we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: So we got it

Waiters: Hot, hot

Conductor: Yo, we got it

Waiters: Hot chocolate

Conductor: Here we only got one rule

Waiters: Here we only got one rule

Conductor:Never, ever let it cool

Waiters: Never, ever let it cool.

Keep it cooking in the pot.

Conductor: Soon you got hot chocolate.

Conductor: Hot, hot.

Waiters: Hey, we got it.

Conductor: Hot, hot

Waiters: Oh, we got it

Conductor: Hot, hot

Waiters: Yeah, we got it

Conductor: Hot, hot

Waiters: Oh, we got it

Conductor: Hot, hot

Waiters: Yeah, we got it

Conductor: Hot, hot

Waiters: Oh, we got it

Conductor: Hot, hot

Waiters: Yeah, we got it

(The waiters wrapped up everything and turns back the chairs the way it was and the conductor shuts the sliding door. End of Hot Chocolate. All the kids chattering as they were relieved with hot chocolate.)

Boy: You know, Montezuma, the king of the Aztecs would drink 50 quarts of hot chocolate every day. It was thick as mud and red. He put chili pepper in instead of sugar. Get it? Hot chocolate?

Kid: How do you know? That's not true.

Hippo: Where you going with that?

Girl: It's for him.

Pig: I don't think we're supposed to leave our seats.

Boy: Yeah, it's a violation of safety regulations for a kid to cross moving cars without a grown up.

Girl: I think I'll be okay.

Rubble: Are you sure?

Conductor: What about this lad in the back? Did he get any refreshment?

Rubble: Uh-uh.

Conductor: Well, let's take some to him, by all means. Watch your step, now. Watch your step.

(Then, Sherbet saw her ticket on her seat.)

Sherbet: Uh-oh. She forgot her ticket. It hasn't been punched.

Fox: Then, what are we waiting for? Come on!

(As the five friends hurried off to get the girl's ticket back to her.)

Boy: Hey, what are you doing? You're gonna get us all in trouble!

(As they all stop at the edge of the train car and were about to jump but Sherbet loses hold of the ticket between the cars when he attempts to return it. As it flew across in the winds of the dark forest by the pack of wolves and been dropped by the eagle after it dropped it. The ticket reenters the passenger car, but not before the conductor notices its absence.)

Conductor: Young lady, forgive me. I believe I have neglected to punch your ticket. May I?

Girl: I left my ticket right here on the seat. But it's gone.

Conductor: You mean......you have lost your ticket.

Sherbet: She didn't lose her ticket. I did. I was trying to return it to you. But the wind blew it out of my paw. (Shows the girl his ticket.)

You can have my ticket.

Conductor: Ah! (snatches it) These tickets are not transferable. (gives back Sherbet his ticket) Young lady......you will just have to come along with me.

Rusty: Great, now what's gonna happened to her?

Boy: You know what's gonna happen now? He's gonna throw her off the train. Yeah, he's gonna probably throw her right off the rear platform. Standard procedure. That way, she won't get sucked under the wheels. They may slow the train down, but they're never gonna stop it.

Rubble: Stop it? That's it! I have to stop the train again.

Boy: No, please, don't do that again.

(Then, Rubble notice something. It was the ticket!)

Rubble: Come on!

(The eleven friends hurried off to the last train car.)

Rubble: Where'd they go? What happened to them?!

Pig: Please, she's in big trouble! You have to help us!

(They saw a light and headed to the roof of the train.)

Sherbet: Hey! Hey! We found your ticket!

Rubble: Wait!

Rusty: Hey!

Jack: Wait!

Fox: We have your ticket!

Pounce: Come on! We got to keep going.

Frizzy: Look, a light!

Neville: It could be them.

Gemma: Maybe

(A light appears and a Man started singing Indistinctly.)

Hobo: Is there something I can do for you kids?

Sherbet: : We're looking for uh, a girl.

Hobo: A gi...? (Laughing) Ain't we all?

Sherbet: We have her ticket.

Hobo: Well, lookie. Lookie here. What is this? This is an official, authentic, enuine ticket to ride. Oh, you better keep this in a safe place, young pup. If I was you... I keep all my valuables right here. Right here in the old size 13. Experience shows this is the safest place. Not that I have much use for those. Tickets. I ride for free. Oh, yeah, yeah. I hop aboard this rattler any time I feels like it. I own this train. Oh, yeah. It's like I'm the king of this train. Yeah. The king of the Pol Ex. In fact, I am the king of the North Pole! Oh, where's my manners? Sit, sit. Sit. Take a load off. Hey, would you like some Joe? Nice hot refreshment. Perfect for a cold winter's night.

(The two pups and the eight kids sit and drank some.)

Rubble: What about Santa?

Hobo: Santa?

Rubble: Isn't he the king of the North Pole?

Hobo: You mean this guy? Huh? Ho-ho-ho, ho-ho-ho. What exactly is your persuasion on the big man? Since you brought him up.

Pig: Well, we... we want to believe. - But...

Hobo: But you don't wanna be bamboozled. You don't wanna be led down the primrose path. You don't wanna be conned or duped, have the wool pulled over your eyes. Hoodwinked. You don't wanna be taken for a ride, railroaded. Seeing is believing. Am I right?

Hippo: But what about this train?

Hobo: What about it?

Hippo: We're all really going to the North Pole... ...aren't we?

Hobo: Aren't we?

Jack: Are you saying that this is all just a dream?

Hobo: You said it, kids. Not me. Ah. So let's go find that girl. (He puts out the fire and got his things ready.) One other thing. Do you believe in ghosts?

(They all shooked their heads.)

Hobo: Interesting.

Sherbet: Wait. Wait! I have to wake up. Yeah. I have to wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up. Wake up! Wake up, wake up. Wake up, wake up!

Hobo: Kids! Kids, get your heads out of the clouds! Wake up, kids! There's no sleepwalking on the Polar Express. We gotta jump them knuckles. Come on, kids. Flip my shoulders. Grab my lily.

(They all hold on to him.)

Hobo: That skirt you're chasing must have moved on ahead. - We gotta hightail it to the hog, pronto.

Pig: To the hog?

Hobo: The engine. The engine, you tenderfoot. We gotta make the engine before we hit Flat Top Tunnel.

Fox: How come?

Hobo: So many questions. There is but one inch of clearance between the roof of this rattler...and the roof of Flat Top Tunnel. Savvy? It's just the run up to the hump, kid. This will be interesting.

(The hobo skis with two pups and the five kids along the tops of the cars toward the coal tender.)

Hobo: There's only one trick to this, kid. When I say "jump"...you jump!

(They all jump into the coal tender, as the hobo disappears right at Flat Top Tunnel. In the locomotive's cab, They all discovered that the girl has been made to supervise driving the train while the engineers Steamer and Smokey replace the headlight.)

Jack: You. I thought you got thrown off, and...you're driving the train?

Girl: They put me in charge. The engineer had to check the light.

Smokey: All right, now.

Steamer: Oh! Oh! I got it.

(Smokey screaming)

Pig: How do you know how?

Girl: It's easy. Come here, I'll show you. This big lever here, that's the throttle. This little one here, that's the brake. And those are the pressure gauges. And that rope is the whistle.

Sherbet: The whistle.

Girl: Mm-hm. You wanna try it?

(Sherbet pulls the cord and the whistle blows.)

Sherbet: Rubble and I've wanted to do that my whole life.

Rubble: My turn!

(He give Rubble the cord as the whistle blows again and Smokey screamed.)

Steamer: Hold still! Hold still! Don't move!

Smokey: Look!

Steamer: What?!

(He saw something up ahead.)

Steamer: Stop the train! Stop the train! Stop the train!

Hippo: What?!

Girl: They want us to stop the train.

Rubble: Which one is the brake?

Girl: He told me this was.

Rubble: Who?

Girl: The engineer.

Rubble: The engineer?!

Girl: Yes!

Rubble: What about this one? It looks like a brake.

Girl: No, no, he said this was the brake.

Rubble: Are you sure?

Girl: Uh...

Rubble: Are you sure?!

Steamer: Pull the brake! Pull... the... brake! Stop the train! Stop... the... train!

Hippo: Rubble, just do it!

Fox: Stop the train!

Pig: Do it now!

Rusty: What are you waiting for!?

Jack: I can't watch!

(Pounce, Frizzy, Neville and Gemma hid their faces so they can't watch.)

Rubble: Okay, ready to go again, Sherbet?

Sherbet: FAB.

(They both applies the brakes and the train stops coming across a herd of caribou blocking the tracks.)

Steamer: Caribou?! Ugh.

Conductor: THERE CAN BE NO CHRISTMAS WITHOUT THE POLAR EXPRESS ARRIVING ON TIME!!! AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS THAT?! (Saw Sherbet, Rubble and the five kids.) YOU!!!! I should have known. Are you kids bound and determined that this train never reaches the North Pole?

Girl: (leans out of the window of the engine and points her finger at some Caribou) But look!

Conductor: (looks out the window) CARIBOU CROSSING?!

(Outside)

Steamer: I make that herd to be at least 100,000, maybe even a 1,000,000! It's gonna be hours before they clear this track!

Smokey: A tough nut to crack!

Conductor: Boy, we are in some serious jelly!

Steamer: And a jam!

Smokey: Tight spot!

Steamer: Up a creek!

Smokey: Up a tree!

Steamer: Lost in the grass!

(Pig and Fox slipped on some ice but managed to grabs Smokey's beard.)

Smokey: I'll tell you what's grass: Our a-ayyeeeoowwwuuuuhh!

(The caribou whines and the Conductor pulls the Smokey's beard.)

OHROUGH! HROUUUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEHHH!!!

(The Conductor pulls the Smokey's beard again.)

HHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The caribou herd clears the tracks.)

Conductor: Problem solved! All ahead, slow!

(Polar Express starts moving again. Inside the cab, Pig, Fox, Hippo, Rusty and Jack help Steamy and Smokey while Sherbet and Rubble are with the Conductor outside at the front.)

Sherbet: We're going pretty fast.

Conductor: Tell the engineer to slow down.

Rubble: SLOW IT DOWN!!!!! WATCH THE SPEED!!!!!

(The throttle got stuck and Steamy tried to yank it but the throttle's split pin (cotter pin) shears off.)

Steamer: Ah! Jumping jeepers, the cotter pin sheared off!

Smokey: What?

Jack: What happened?

Steamer: The pin!

Rusty: Pin? What pin?

Smokey: Where?

Steamer: There!

(The pin dropped into the grate.)

Both Steamer and Smokey: Oh no!

Pig, Fox, Hippo, Rusty, Jack, Pounce, Frizzy, Neville and Gemma: Oh no?

(Back outside)

Rubble: They can't hear me!

Conductor: They can't? Oh. I don't like the look of this. Quick, under the safety bar!

Sherbet: Is every-- everything all right? What should we do?!

Conductor: Well, considering the fact that we have lost communications with the engineer...we are standing totally exposed on the front of the locomotive...the train appears to be accelerating uncontrollably...and we are rapidly approaching Glacier Gulch...which just happens to be the steepest downhill grade in the world; I suggest, we all hold on...TIGHTLY!!!!!!!!!

(the train speeds down with the Conductor, Sherbet and Rubble standing on the front of the engine while the conductor screams.)

All: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(Back in the cab.)

Both Steamer and Smokey: Whoa! The pin!

Hippo: Hurry! Grab it!

(They try to grab it as they can.)

Pig: I got it! I got it! Catch it, Fox!

Fox: Got it!

Jack: Careful, Rusty!

Rusty: I got it! I got it!

(But it missed Rusty and goes down to the engineer's stomach leaving him yelling.)

Conductor: Jiminy Christmas, the ice has frozen over the tracks!

(Smokey uses his hairpin to repair the throttle as the train drifts across the ice and stops.)

Conductor: Step to your left, please. To your left. Oh! Well, that is more like it.

(They all three headed to the roof of the train.)

Conductor: What in the name of Mike?!

Rubble: Are you guys okay?

Jack: More the better, Rubble.

(Then, they heard the ice breaking.)

Rubble: Look!

Conductor: (to the engineer and fireman) GET US THE BLAZES OUT OF HERE! Turn this sled around!

Sherbet: Look there!

Conductor: Tracks! Dead ahead! Right! Left! Right! Hang a Louie! Toss a Richie! Port astern! To the starboard! All right, keep up with me: Left! Right! Left! Right! Left! Right! Left! Right!

Sherbet and Rubble: OH, NO!

Conductor: (To Sherbet and Rubble as the train is nearly going to sink) BRACE YOURSELVES!!!

(But it landed on to the rail as it slips out of the water)

Conductor: Well, that's more like it.

(As the train climbs up the mountain)

Conductor: Watch your step. Tricky walking up here. It's mighty slick. Mighty slick, I tell you. Years ago, on my first Christmas Eve run, I was up on the roof making my rounds...when I slipped on the ice myself. I reached out for a hand iron, but it broke off. I slipped and fall. And yet, I did not fall off this train.

Fox: Someone saved you?

Conductor: Or something.

Fox: An angel.

Conductor: Maybe.

Hippo: Wait. Wait. What did he look like? Did you see him?

Conductor: No, sir. But sometimes seeing is believing. And sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can't see.

(the few walk into the abandoned toy car)

Conductor: Ah, the forsaken and the abandoned. Mind your step, now. These poor toys have suffered enough...being left to rust and decay in the back alleys and vacant lots of the world.

Jack: What are they doing here?

Conductor: It's a new concept the boss came up with. Instead of being thrown away, they're collected. Refurbished. He calls it "re-bicycling. " Something like that.

Fox: Makes me wanna cry...seeing toys that were treated this way.

Conductor: These hopelessly entangled string puppets and marionettes...pose a particular problem. We found the nimble fingers of our work force here at the North Pole are best for working out those knots and tangles. Thank you. Uh-oh. Double-locked here.

(a puppet hand puts on Sherbet's back)

Scrooge Puppet: You are just like me, my friend. A scrooge!

(The Scrooge Puppet is actually the Hobo who is controlling the string puppet from the roof of the train car)

Sherbet and Rubble: Ah!

Scrooge Puppet: Ebenezer Scrooge. North Pole, Santa Claus, this train...it's all just a bunch of humbug. A bout of indigestion. Oh, yeah. I know what you are. You're a doubter! A doubter. You don't believe! You're a doubter! You don't believe!

(they both run fast as they could till they're safe at the usual car where they were)

Know-it-All: Hey! You missed it! WE rode down some really sharp hills and then we were on what looked like a frozen lake! But, I know it was just an optical illusion caused by moonlight and atmosphere! He said "The train was actually on the ice", but I said "That was impossible!", because you can't put a train track-- (the two pups and their friends went after Fox, Rusty and Jack)HEY, WHERE ARE YOU GOING, NOW?!

(at the back car)

Billy [SINGING]: I'm wishing on a star And trying to believe That even though it's far He'll find me Christmas Eve I guess that Santa's busy 'Cause he's never come around I think of him When Christmas comes to town

Fox: The best time of the year When everyone comes home With all this Christmas cheer It's hard to be alone Putting up the Christmas tree With friends who come around It's so much fun When Christmas comes to town Presents for the children Wrapped in red and green

Billy: All the things I've heard about But never really seen No one will be sleeping On the night of Christmas Eve

Both: Hoping Santa's on his way

Rusty: When Santa's sleigh bells ring

Billy: I listen all around

Fox: The herald angels sing

Billy: I never hear a sound

Jack: And all the dreams of children

Billy: Once lost will all be found

Jack: That's all I want When Christmas comes to town

All four: That's all I want When Christmas comes to town

(Then the northern lights appeard)

Rubble: Look.

Sherbet: The northern lights.

Conductor: Hey. You kids. We just crossed it. Latitude 66°33'. The Arctic Circle. And do you see? Those lights in the distance. They look like the lights of a strange ocean liner sailing on a frozen sea. (points at the island)There......is the North Pole.

Kids: It's a magic carpet on a rail It never takes a rest Flying through The mountains and the snow You can ride for free and join the fun If you just say yes 'Cause that's the way things happen On the Polar Express Whoo, whoo, the whistle blows That's the sound of her singing Ding, ding, the bell will ring Golly, look at her go You wonder if you'll get there soon Anybody's guess 'Cause that's the way things happen On the Polar Express When we get there We'll scream, "Yay!" We'll arrive with A bang, bang, bang Boom, boom, boom Laughing all the way

Conductor: We made it. With five minutes to spare. We made it. (LAUGHING) (SOBS)

Sherbet: But where are the elves?

Rubble: Yeah, where are they?

Conductor: They are gathering in the center of the city. That is where Santa will give the first gift of Christmas.

Girl: Who gets the first gift of Christmas?

Conductor: He will choose one or two of you.

Kid 1: Look!

Kid 2: The elves!

(As the train comes to a stop at the Square where hundreds of elves are gathered. The Conductor and the children disembark the train and head towards the edge of a large, open circle where Santa's sleigh is.)

Conductor: All right. All right, ladies and gentlemen. Two columns, if you please. Shorter in the front, taller in the rear. Even-numbered birthdays on the right, odd-numbered on the left. No pushing. No pushing. But let's not dilly-dally. It's five minutes to midnight.

Known-it-all: Hey, what gives? It was five minutes till midnight four minutes ago.

Conductor: Exactly. Columns of two. - One, two.

Rubble: Excuse me. Question. What about him?

Conductor: No one is required to see Santa. Ladies and gentlemen, you do not have to hold hands...

Rubble: Come on.

(Rusty slips but managed to grip the handle but unknown to anyone that he accidentally steps on the latch that releases the couplings)

Conductor: But please remain in your columns...while we are in transit.

Hippo: Look, you have to come with us.

Pig: He's right.

Billy: Christmas just doesn't work out for me. Never has.

Fox: But Christmas is such a wonderful, beautiful time. It's a time for giving and being thankful, for friends and family. People hang decorations and lights. Santa leaves presents under our Christmas trees.

Billy: Christmas just...doesn't work out for me.

Sherbet: Look, I don't know if Christmas is gonna work out for you or not... ...but this is Christmas Eve. Don't stay here by yourself.

Rubble: Yes, come with us. We'll go together.

(Then, the carriage starts to move sending it back along the line)

Rubble: Uh-oh

Sherbet: Oh, no. We're gonna be okay.

(The carriage switches into another line)

Sherbet: Maybe not! The emergency brake. The emergency brake. There's no brake. I can't find the brake!

Hobo: Take a break, kid. How about a nice, good hot cup of Joe?

(Sherbet tries to stop it by using the carriage's handbrake)

Rusty: We're gonna crash!

(Stops at a railway turntable in Santa's workshop)

Jack: We're spinning.

("WINTER WONDERLAND" plays on record player)

Hippo: Shh. You hear that?

Pig: I hear it too. The bell.

Fox: What bell?

Pig: The sleigh bell.

Rubble: Sleigh bell?

Jack: Don't you hear it? It's coming from that tunnel. That's the way we should go. Come on.

(The children make their way across the bridge)

Sherbet: What? What?!

Jack: Come on.

(They made it to town)

Sherbet: We're lost.

Jack: Yes. Yes. I hear it.

Billy: I hear it too.

Sherbet: I don't hear anything.

Rusty: Okay, it's down this way.

Fox: Are you sure, Rusty? Jack?

Rusty and Jack: Absolutely.

(They enter at an entrance of elf command center)

Elf: Yeah. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Okay. Well, that was the wrapping hall, chief. - Just finished the last one.

Elf General: How's it wrapped?

Elf: It's wrapped in candy-striped red with a number-seven holly-green bow.

Elf General: A number-seven bow? When we're this close to liftoff? What are they thinking down there? Are they meshuggener? What's the routing?

Elf: Going to the States. Grand Rapids, Michigan.

[ALARM BUZZING]

Elf General: We got a troublemaker now. Just what we need. As if things aren't bad enough. What's his 20?

Elf: Apparently, some kid from Maplewood, New Jersey... ...stuck some gum in his sister's hair.

Elf General: New Jersey? Is that the same kid that put the tack underneath his teacher's chair last year?

Elf: No, sir. This kid's name is Steven.

Elf General: Steven.

Elf 2: So, what do we do, chief? Alert the big man? We talking nothing for Christmas here?

[Steven on monitor]: I didn't do it. I didn't do it. (repeating playback)

Elf General: Look, it's...It's almost Christmas, huh?We'll cut the kid a break.But put him on the check-twice list for next year. All right, boys. Let's shut it down, all right.That's it for this year. Come on.

Elf: Hey, boss, are we taking the pneumatic?

Elf General: Of course we're taking the pneumatic. It's the only way to get to the square on time.

Rubble: Let's go.

ELF GENERAL: And time is money. Ready, and mount. Good. Close.

(They all entered the pod)

Rubble: All right, get in.

Sherbet: I don't know about this.

(The ride took them a few seconds to the gift sorting office)

Pig: I don't hear it. Do you?

Billy: No

Sherbet: I think we should follow those arrows. (but end up with another dead end junction) I thought there'd be a way out.

(A conveyer belt started moving and a present appears)

Pig: Look, a present.

Rubble: Hey, look. A present. It's going to my town. To someone named Billy.

Billy: My name is Billy.

Jack: It's going to 11344 Edbrooke Avenue, Adventure Bay.

Billy: That's my address.

(Billy jumps in and grabs it)

Jack: Come on

(Sherbet, Rubble and their friends follow. They soon arrive on a big slide, into a black hole and onto a big pile of presents.)

Pig: Whoa! That was some ride!

Jack: Yeah! Let's do it again!

Hippo: Are you two crazy?! We almost got sick back there a- Oh wow! Look at all these present!

Pounce: This feels great!

Frizzy: Yeah, we should do this every year.

Neville: Sounds good

Gemma: This is great.

Rusty: Look, it says, "Merry Christmas, Billy. From Mr. C."

Billy: I think I know what it is. I wanted one of these my whole life.

Rubble: Wait, wait, wait. Stop. Look.

(Rubble finds a note on it saying, "Do not open until Christmas.")

Billy: But I...

Sherbet: Those are the rules.

(The presents, along with the children, are enclosed in a big bag with a small opening at the top, which is carried by zeppelins to the Square. While in the bag, something grabs Billy's leg.)

Billy: Ah! Something's got me! It's got my leg!

Fox: I can't hold him.

Hippo: Neither do I.

Sherbet: Give me your other hand. Give me your other hand!

Billy: I can't.

Sherbet: On three. One, two, three.

Billy: It's still got me!

Sherbet: On three again. One, two, three!

(They pull his arm to get him free. They find it to be Know-It-All, who claims he was following them and in the bag to find out what he will be getting for Christmas.)

Sherbet: You!

Know-it-All: You!

Rusty: What are you doing here?

Know-it-All: Same as you. I'm checking out my presents. Making sure I'm getting everything on my list. All I found was one present. All it had was stupid underwear.

Sherbet: Look

(They soon arrive at the city center)

ELF [ON SPEAKER]: You may start your descent any time now. At your convenience, of course.

Rusty: It's still five to. I think we're gonna make it.

Know-It-All Kid: Of course we will. It's been five to for the last hour. We got plenty of time. We got nothing but time. We got time to kill.

Sherbet: You know what? I don't think we're gonna make it.

Conductor: I may be just an old railroader, and know nothing about lighter-than-air craft, but from my layman's perspective, you need more altitude!

CROWD: More altitude!

ELF [ON SPEAKER]: Altitude, please. A bit more altitude, please.

ELVES: Geronimo! [CHEERING]

Conductor: The Flying Elves. They are specialists. Do not try that at home, kids. Do not try that at home.

Sherbet: We're not gonna make it.

(The bag hits the star on top of the big tree. Luckily, a few acrobatic elves manage to catch it and put it back on the tree just before it hits the ground. After the bag is landed on Santa's sleigh, the elves help the children out of the bag.)

Conductor: A well-oiled machine.

Elf 1: All right, you stowaways. - Party's over.

Know-it-All: I was just following them.

Sherbet: We fell in here by mistake.

Elf 1: Ah, forget about it. We knew you was in there the whole time. Come on, out you go.

Elf 2: Let's go, come on. Step up, step up. There we go. Not a problem. Come on. Watch your step. There you go.

Elf 1: So nobody gets hurt, here's how we're gonna get you guys down.

Know-it-All: This is simple. Why, I know...

Elf 1: What do you know? You're not supposed to be here in the first place. But since it's Christmas, I'm gonna let you slide.

Know-it-All: Hey. Ow.

Conductor: Been looking for you.

[ELVES LAUGHING]

Elf 1: There you go. Watch your step. Careful.

Conductor: Nice to see you again.

Conductor: Cutting it kind of close, aren't we?

Elf 1: I'll take care of this.

Billy: Uh-uh.

Elf 1: It's in good hands. Trust me. [CHEERING]

Elves (singing): It's the spirit of the season You can feel it in the air. You can hear it if you listen. Everywhere, so much care Like a prayer. Whatever it is You need to share it. It's the spirit of the season.

Rubble: Isn't it great, Sherbet?

Sherbet: Yeah, best night of my life.

Everyone (singing): You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout, I'm telling you why. Santa Claus is comin' to town!

(As Santa opens the doors, they started cheering. Then, a bell flies loose from the galloping reindeer's reins; Sherbet and Rubble initially cannot hear it ring, until they finds it within himself to believe.)

Sherbet: It's not ringing.

Rubble: Let's try again. We believe. We believe.

(As the bell rings.)

Both: We believe.

(Then Santa showed up.)

Santa: What was that you pups said?

Rubble: We believe this is yours, Santa.

Santa: Thank you.

Know-it-All: Me, me. Pick me, Santa. Pick me, pick me. I want the first gift.

Santa: Young man...patience. And a smidgen of humility might also serve you well.

Know-it-All: Yes, sir.

Santa: And Billy. It is Billy? I see you've made some new friends.

Billy: Yes, sir. I sure have.

Santa: That's a lucky lad. There's no greater gift than friendship. And speaking of gifts... ...let's have these two pups right here.

[CHEERING]

Sherbet: We do?

(The two whispered to Santa.)

Santa: Yes. Indeed. Hm. Yes, indeed. The first gift of christmas! This bell is a wonderful symbol of the spirit of Christmas... ...as am I. [LAUGHS] Just remember... ...the true spirit of Christmas... ...lies in your heart. [BELLS RINGING] Merry Christmas.

CONDUCTOR: Better keep that in a safe place.

Know-it-All:Hey, hey. Man, are you lucky.

Ho-ho-ho. Pull, Comet. Pull, boy! Prancer, that's a girl. Good boy, Donner. Oh, ho-ho-ho. Now, Dasher. Now, Prancer and Vixen.

It's everything I dreamed it would be.

Billy: Could all this be nothing but a dream?

No.

Santa: To the top of the roof To the top of the wall Now, dash away, dash away Dash away all [JINGLING]

Elves: YIPPEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Conductor: All aboard!

Elf Singer: One, two. One, two, three, go. Rockin ' on top of the world Rockin ' on top of the world The place is hoppin ' There ain't no stoppin ' Rockin ' on top of the world Lift your spirits, swing that girl Rockin ' on top of the world Tonight, yeah Come on, shorty!

(As they handed the bell to them, the clock strikes midnight, they exits the sleigh and Santa takes off to make his deliveries. As they and the children reboard the train, they showed them the bell and it was wonderful. They arrived back at Tracy Island, they waved goodbye to the conductor and their friends.)

Rubble: Goodbye and thank you!

Sherbet: Bye guys! See you again on next christmas!

Pig, Fox, Hippo, Rusty, Jack, Pounce, Frizzy, Neville and Gemma: Bye Sherbet! Bye Rubble! See you guys! Bye! Merry Christmas!

Conductor: No problem and there's only one thing about trains: It doesn't matter where they're going. What matters is deciding to get on. Oh and Merry Christmas!

(As the train pulls away. Inside the main house, the two bulldog pups were getting ready for bed.)

Sherbet: Can't wait to show them the bell once they come back.

Rubble: Yeah. (Yawns) Goodnight, Sherbet. Sleep well.

Sherbet: (Yawns) You too, Rubble. Sleep tight.

(The next morning, Rocky woke up Sherbet and Rubble with excitement.)

Rocky: Rubble, Sherbet, Wake up. Wake up. Santa's been here. Santa's been here. Hurry up. Hurry up!

Sherbet: What?

Rubble: What happened? And where's the train? Could it be all a dream?

Sherbet: I don't know. And where's the bell?

(They hurried to tell Ryder and Scott about their adventure. At the lounge, everyone was opening their gifts when they rushed in.)

Rubble: Ryder!

Sherbet: Scott! Virgil!

Rubble: Late last night, we were sleeping!

Sherbet: And suddenly, out of nowhere, a train showed and was called the polar express that was bounding for the north pole!

Rubble: So we took a ride in it all the way to the north pole!

Sherbet: And Santa Claus was there and...and... Aww, I guess it was just a dream.

Rubble: Yeah.

(Ryder, Scott and Virgil laughed)

Ryder: No more cheese kibble before bed for you, Rubble.

Virgil: Same for Sherbet.

Rubble: (Laughing) Yeah, it was all just a dream after all.

Sherbet: I Agreed with Rubble. (Laughing)

(As everyone were enjoying their presents, Jeff give Sherbet and Rubble a small box for them.)

Jeff: Here you two, its yours. Merry Christmas!

(When the two open, it reveals the bell from their dream.)

Sherbet and Rubble: Wow!

Scott: What did you two get?

Rubble: Scott, Ryder, come and listen to this.

Ryder: Oh, what a beautiful bell. Who's it from?

Sherbet and Rubble: Santa.

(As Scott held the bell in his hand and shakes it for he and Ryder to hear but nothing.)

Ryder: That's weird.

Scott: Maybe it's broken.

Virgil: Here, let me try.

(As Virgil did the same thing but it was still nothing.)

Virgil: You're right. Must be broken. Sorry, you two. C'mon, we got help Dad and Scott to deliver a consignment of hundreds of gifts to the children's home.

Sherbet: Alright, we'll be there as soon as we can.

(As the three left, Sherbet and Rubble hugged at each other.)

Sherbet: Merry Christmas, Rubble!

Rubble: Merry Christmas, Sherbet!

(However, the bell still rings for them, as it will “for all who believe.")

(The End.)