Hooves of Fire (1999 TV Short)
Robbie: I know what we do one day a year, but what about the other 364?
Blitzen: Well, usually it's like -
[scene of reindeer exercising]
Robbie: Oh. I was hoping it would be more -
[scene of Robbie dancing at a wild party]
Robbie: Or maybe sometimes -
[scene of reindeer playing guitar by the fire]
Blitzen: Sorry, Robbie. But it's definitely -
[scene of reindeer exercising]
Robbie: Right. When's the next bus out of town?
Prancer: [thinks] Uh, April.
Robbie: [collapses] Training it is.
Blitzen: If you have any problems, come and see me. If you don't have any problems, come and see me anyway and we'll celebrate your lack of problems.
Old Jingle: Remember you are what you eat.
[Holds up a bag that says "Nuts"]
Old Jingle: Mmm, nuts!
Donner: Can you not speak to me because you love me... or because you just got trampled by a herd of reindeer?
Vixen: Robbie, I know you love me and would do anything to please me. I don't want you to run in the steeple chase. There, that done, lets get on with our lives.
Robbie: Sorry, Vixen but I'm going to run. And try to win and everything.
Donner: I looked in the yellow pages under "Wise old mentors who can save the day." There was only one in the area.
Donner: There's something oddly familiar about that fork lift.
Robbie: Hi Donner.
Elf: He's alive!
Elf 2: Can we still eat him?
Elf 3: [pause] No.
Donner: It must be the last of some rare and endangered species.
Prancer: Great! Let's kill it!
Vixen: At least his father made it out of this hole. He was a smart reindeer that Ru...
Blitzen: [covers her mouth with a hand] Don't mention that name in my presence!
Donner: Do you mean Ru...?
[Blitzen covers her mouth with the other hand]
Reindeer: Had a German name, Ru...
[Blitzen covers his mouth with a hoof]
Prancer: I tell you what, it's a catching song, though. A-one, a-two, Ru...
[Blitzen covers his mouth with the other hoof, causing himself to hang in midair in the middle of the other four reindeer]
Blitzen: [after falling down] Well, if I can't get him, I'll get his son. I won't stop until I have destroyed Robbie!
Blitzen: But don't worry. They won't blame you. They'll blame your dad for having you.
Donner: You've have to take him on. He needs to beat Blitzen.
Old Jingle: Blitzen? Is Blitzen involved in this?
Donner: You know Blitzen?
Old Jingle: Never heard of him, but he's gotta be stopped!
Head Elf: What happened, Robbie?
Robbie: I got tired of sweeping, then I saw these bits of toys lying around, and I thought, I'll invent new toys. This is Sebastian Musclewhale.
Head Elf: Do whales have arms?
Robbie: Sebastian has three. He needs them to fight his archenemy... Octomonkey!
Robbie: I'm a rubbish reindeer. I'm even a rubbish elf. I'm worse than rubbish. If they tossed me in the rubbish bin, the other rubbish would say...
Rubbish: There goes the neighborhood.
Blitzen: Let's trample him into dust, then throw the remains of the dust to the wolves, then blow up the wolves.
Prancer: You don't like him very much, don't you?
Blitzen: Not particularly, no.
Vixen: [as Robbie is blabbing incoherently, since he can't talk to her] Someone sent me flowers, Robbie. I know they were from you. Do you know why? Because they were cheap.
Robbie: [to Donner, after Vixen leaves] But it was all the money I had.
Vixen: It's a cold night out tonight, Blitzen. I need someone to spark my fire.
Blitzen: Well, it would be rude not to. Christmas has come already.
Old Jingle: This is a much better spot for a house. I'd have to be raving mad to push it back up that hill.
[cut to Jingle pushing the house back up the mountain]
Old Jingle: One day, I will be too old to do this, but that day won't come for many...
[House slides back down, dragging Old Jingle underneath]