Bryony:
[Arthur, Grandsanta, and Bryony have come down from the atmosphere and are gliding towards England]
They'll be waiting for us, sir. We were on the news.
Grandsanta:
All their technology against my Evie.
Arthur:
Oh, come on. Let's do it with worry!
Grandsanta:
Santa mustn't be seen, eh, lad? Let's give them something to shoot at.
[Grandsanta reaches out and presses a bright red button and the sleigh transforms into a flying saucer look-alike]

Grandsanta:
[the people at the military base gasp in awe, the sleigh has transformed into a flying saucer and has an alien symbol on it]
Take us to your leader. Ha-ha-ha!
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:03

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