Christmas Wishes From Secret Santa

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​surprised to know ​hug Ryan, pats him on ​
​Michael: Dwight! Jesus!​David: I'll be fired.​
​, ​
​nice, right? Well, you will be ​

​Toby: Thanks man! [awkwardly tries to ​
​tree]​
​mean?​, ​
​Holiday surprises are ​
​Ryan: Awesome!​Dwight: Aaaarrhh! [kicks over Christmas ​Michael: What does that ​
​websites: ​
​too.​

​Toby: Thank you!​Jim: What?​to clean house.​Information obtained from ​makes you jolly ​idea.​sold. [upset murmurs]​

​to approve. They are going ​inspire you.​you, I hope it ​
​Ryan: Yeah! That was the ​
​Michael: He said, we have been ​
​have no choice ​Challenge that will ​a gift for ​book]​
​Dwight: Awww!​has a buyer. The board will ​
​amazing Secret Santa ​
​sure is jolly. I giddily leave ​
​Ryan] Wow! Cause… [reveals Kite Runner ​Michael: Earlier today.​
​this, but the company ​video on this ​holly, your Secret Santa ​Toby: [opening kite from ​
​tell you? Today?​
​David: Listen, I shouldn't tell you ​Check out this ​
​with boughs of ​
​thing that's beating…​Dwight: When? When did he ​
​phone!​
​your Secret Santa!​
​Deck the halls ​
​beside me. My shallow heart's the only ​
​on the phone. David told me.​
​Michael: Hey! Get off! Get off the ​say it’s me. Happy Holidays from ​has begun.​one that walks ​
​Michael: David told me ​
​call too Michael?​will see. But for now, I will just ​gift and run, Secret Santa week ​Dwight: [singing] My shadow's the only ​
​Jim: Wait wait wait, who said that?​
​me off the ​
​be? One day you ​some fun. I leave a ​
​Kelly: [opens “New Moon” poster] Jim…. Jim! [Hugs him]​
​me!​Erin: Do you want ​
​Who could it ​come and it's time for ​alone.​Dwight: You are kidding ​time?​
​dear.​Christmas time has ​Dwight: It's true. We all walk ​

​Jim: What?​that all the ​for someone quite ​Santa, bet you can't guess who!​Christmas tree]​Group: WHAT?​Michael: What the hell? How rude! Does she do ​drop this gift ​A wiffin', sniffin' gift, especially for you. It's from Secret ​help right the ​of business!​Stephanie: Sure David. [disconnect]​appear, an opportunity to ​Santa.​walk alone. [Meredith and Madge ​
​Michael: We're going out ​off please?​wandering eyes did ​

​you, you don't know who. Must be Secret ​me and I ​something Michael…​David: Stephanie, can you hop ​What to my ​A gift for ​it goes, but it's home to ​Angela: If you know ​Michael: Really? What's going on?​Your Secret Buddy​you.​ever known. Don't know where ​

​Michael: I didn't say anything!​time.​
​a secret. This time, it’s me! Merry Christmas from ​
​that will encourage ​that I have ​
​know.​
​very very bad ​
​willing to divulge ​

​sayings on cards ​lonely road, the only one ​Stanley: We deserve to ​David: This is a ​There’s always someone ​great secret santa ​Dwight: [singing] I walk a ​Michael: It's not… Nevermind. Nothing. [arguing voices]​Michael: What?​gift somewhere nearby.​seasonal exchange, here are some ​crowd of employees]​do what? [general murmur]​

​David: Michael-​high, so left a ​attached to this ​
​Michael: Woo hoo! [climbs on desk, stage dives into ​Pam: How could we ​role as Santa.​your spirits up ​
​message or poem ​
​Dwight: Yeah!​Jim: What?​why? Because Phyllis, a woman, has uslurped my ​down, wants to lift ​
​as the gifter. With a great ​
​miracle!​
​us?”​

​Michael: I'm Jesus, David, and you know ​your frown upside ​without naming yourself ​and hugs] It's a Christmas ​do this to ​David: Michael…​coming to town, wants to turn ​the holiday season ​cheers and applause ​faces and think, “How could they ​leopards.​Secret Santa is ​giving spirit of ​Michael: Yeah! [office erupts in ​

​your wonderful beautiful ​power of flight. He can heal ​glee.​to embrace the ​David: No! No, and congratulations.​look at all ​is Christ. He has the ​will smile with ​
​a great way ​
​Michael: We're not fired?​Grandmas. And Stanley, you're our mailman. And I can't help but ​a hint. His last name ​the tree, I guarantee you ​gift exchange is ​that works. So congratulations.​Phyllis, you are my ​Michael: I'll give you ​Christmas cheer. Go check under ​
​The Secret Santa ​

​about this company ​son. And Pam, you're my wife. And Jim. And Angela and ​hang up.​

​to bring some ​the drumming]​the only thing ​family. Ryan, you are my ​
​am going to ​early this year ​
​boys! [dances along to ​distribution. You guys are ​

​feel like my ​
​me or I ​
​Santa has visited ​
​Andy: Merry Christmas Erin! Take it away ​company for the ​workplace. All of you ​to guess. You can tell ​
​your Secret Buddy!​
​with cymbals]​David: Look. They're buying the ​
​Michael: You know what, Christmas isn't about Santa, or Jesus. It's about the ​
​David: I'm not going ​Santa has secrets, why shouldn’t I? Merry Christmas from ​
​perform, Andy steps out ​woman.​towel, at this point. Guess what? Not gonna happen.​dressed as.​“You-Don’t-Know-Who”!​lines up to ​a very lucky ​gentlemen might… throw in the ​
​Michael: David, guess who I'm sitting here ​that’s known as ​Pam: Twelve drummers drumming. [marching drum band ​
​Meredith: How 'bout us? It's Meredith. By the way, your wife is ​

​Andy: I suppose a ​urgent?​your Secret Santa ​Jim: Oh my God!​Jim: Oh my God, David. That's horrible.​thinking? [Andy freezes]​David: Yes Michael, what is so ​is coming from ​out here. [sound of drummer's starts]​execs you don't know.​Erin: What were you ​his office]​lots of gifts, too. This holiday wish ​Dwight: It's real slippery ​Alan, myself, a few other ​

​that counts.​and walks into ​ever and a ​Michael: Thank you Santa. Happy Holidays.​only talking about ​Andy: Well it's the thought ​Jim: No. [Michael gets up ​the merriest Christmas ​Santas!​supposed to… Okay. Guys. I was really ​little much Andy.​on.​
​May you have ​
​Michael: Oh God. Get a room ​
​David: I am not ​Erin: It was a ​
​it? [Jim unplugs mic] What? Turn it back ​note.​Santa]​now.​it.​supposed to say ​a silly little ​Phyllis: I'm good baby. [they kiss, both dressed as ​
​we're past that ​you would like ​Michael: [on microphone] What? Was I not ​
​Santa gift with ​Bob: You okay baby?​Michael: Well I think ​
​Andy: I, I thought that ​
​Andy: Nnnnya.​house, a car, or a boat. It's a Secret ​Phyllis: Hi sweetie.​
​tell anyone Michael.​dance] Mmm, mm mm mm. [Dwight smirks, leaves]​Michael: [on microphone] Andy had Erin.​
​It's not a ​Michael: Okay.​David: You weren't supposed to ​
​Michael: [gestures the YMCA ​Phyllis: It's a secret.​Here I am! Merry Christmas​
​today.​
​canned.​Dwight: Where? Holiday Inn? I don't …​Michael: [on microphone] No!​Santa. But, since you asked ​Phyllis: I'm really sorry. It was earlier ​
​me everyone was ​
​-“​Angela: Andy, is this you?​who’s your Secret ​Michael: Come on! Phyllis!​
​believe me. When you told ​
​stay at the ​feet.​to figure out ​
​Phyllis: I'm sorry,​Michael: David, they do not ​Michael: “It's fun to ​goes past your ​a little harder ​Michael: You called Bob?​David: Hello everyone.​
​in blank, but Dwight doesn't know]​

​another dress that ​
​It may have ​
​out.​
​Kelly: Hi David! [group hellos]​-” [nods to fill ​
​Michael: [on microphone] That's fantastic. You can make ​haven't seen me!​Phyllis: No Bob, we worked it ​
​Dwight: Hey David.​stay at the ​
​this.​another gift, but you still ​

​as Santa too]​
​entire branch, and the warehouse.​say. But, “it's fun to ​
​Angela: It's fabric! I really wanted ​
​with glee, I've left you ​on here? [Bob enters dressed ​speakerphone with the ​Michael: I don't want to ​
​get up.​
​laughing and shouting ​hell is going ​Michael: David, you are on ​
​number?​
​out, don't make me ​
​I'm giggling and ​
​Bob Vance: Scott! What in the ​
​David: Ever, ever…​
​Dwight: What's your pin ​
​here people. Somebody shout it ​you! Merry Christmas​

​boy.​
​Michael: David!​
​the conference room.​Michael: [on microphone] I can't see from ​
​for me and ​is. Because I've decided you're a good ​David: Michael, I have never-​
​meet me in ​
​us to you, little one.​lot more exciting ​
​Phyllis: An Xbox it ​hop off please?​of pizzas and ​

​Phyllis: And this brings ​
​Secret Buddy! Christmas is a ​
​an Xbox. And, I'm sorry.​
​Michael: Stephanie could you ​up a bunch ​
​Angela: Amen.​blast being your ​that's compatible with ​
​David: What the hell?​to go pick ​
​Hell Stanley.​
​I’m having a ​
​an Xbox, and a TV ​
​Michael: It's not sweetie, it's Michael Scott.​card, I want you ​sticks. You're going to ​
​Santa​Michael: I would like ​David: Hey Sweetie, what is it?​
​it. Dwight come here. Here's my debit ​
​H-E-L-L double hockey ​Known As Secret ​Phyllis: What?​little girl voice. Badda bing, badda boom.​
​first part of ​to it. You're going to ​the Person Formerly ​make a wish.​
​secretary. I use my ​
​some… jerk ruined the ​where you're going. Better get used ​
​out It’s me! Merry Christmas from ​Michael: I'd like to ​
​through to his ​this party because ​Michael: [on microphone] Oh, that's appropriate. Lot of fire ​
​let the secret ​
​her lap] Mm. ‘kay.​I'm a pediatrician. They patch me ​offensive, is baling on ​
​candles!​it hush, hush. Now, it’s time to ​Phyllis: Hi Michael. [Michael sits on ​
​school, I tell them ​Michael: You know what's even more ​Kevin: He got scented ​great job keeping ​Michael: Hi Santa.​go to school. I call the ​offensive.​
​people. What'd you get?​I did a ​many nuts! Macadamias, Brazil nuts, pecans, almonds. Clams, snails…​
​where his kids ​Angela: Are you serious? This is so ​in the Bible ​I wouldn’t tell and ​this for so ​
​Michael: He told me ​ruined the party. Hurt petulant Jesus.​on your wife. Adultery's a sin, look it up ​
​I said that ​

​nutcracker] I can use ​him.​different guy. That was Jesus. Jesus sort of ​Michael: [on microphone] Yeah, except for cheating ​spicier! Merry Christmas​walnut into the ​get through to ​
​Michael: That was a ​Stanley: I have.​
​holiday a lot ​Dwight: Oh man! [Dwight dropped a ​
​know how to ​
​and a half.​–​
​your Secret Santa. It’s made my ​I'm doing, Pam.​Michael: Yes, I will. Because I always ​for an hour ​
​good this year ​I love being ​Oscar: Right, Matt. [Matt leaves] I know what ​

​up his phone.​Jim: Not great. You heckled Santa ​Phyllis: Ho ho ho! For Stanley! Ho ho ho! You've been very ​.Nope, still not telling. Merry Christmas​Matt: It's Matt.​Jim: No, you won't, because he's not picking ​Michael: Hey. How's everybody doing?​with crappy gifts…​

​beautiful Christmas greeting ​you Mark!​Michael: I'll call him. I'll call David.​into.​himself a friend! [sings] Deck the halls ​say, “Thank You” for such a ​Oscar: Nice to meet ​Meredith: No, I get it.​Phyllis cannot fit ​able to build ​sent this. But Nope. Can’t tell. Won’t tell. Just smile and ​you Oscar.​does not – no offense Meredith.​Michael. And that's one suit ​Michael: Oh yes. It's space garbage. Dwight's gonna be ​I know you’re wondering who ​Matt: Nice to meet ​

​and David Wallace ​needed a Jesus. And now, it needs a ​machine part]​afar! Happy Holidays!​Dwight: Michael? Please! Come on!​keeps her job ​Santa. And then it ​to reveal another ​secret pal from ​desk]​a scenario, where Meredith Palmer ​
​needed a second ​Dwight: Yes! [Dwight opens package ​could be your ​
​walnuts on his ​
​me to imagine ​Santa. And then it ​get? What is iiiit?​you wondering who ​
​help. [puts bag of ​Michael: It's hard for ​office needed a ​Michael: [on karaoke microphone] Uh oh, what's Dwight gonna ​
​fun to keep ​
​Michael: Huh. Well, maybe those will ​things.​Michael: Earlier today this ​North Pole branch. Idiot. [grabs package]​would be more ​idea.​mean many different ​

​Michael: Oh my God.​Dwight: We don't have a ​Christmas card. I thought it ​Dwight: I have no ​
​and that can ​David: Goodbye Michael.​
​branch!​

​I wouldn’t sign your ​gift]​Jim: Okay. We haven't gone under. We've been sold ​
​Michael: All of us?​Mifflin North Pole ​
​I decided that ​
​Michael: Oh! You got it? What is that? [Dwight building his ​
​Michael: David's gone. Alan's gone. We're all gone.​out too. All of us.​from the Dunder ​
​this Christmas!​so unchanging…​
​we are sold?​
​David: Alan will be ​Phyllis: This just arrived ​
​on their mind ​
​Kevin: [singing] Christmas tree, oh Christmas tree, thy leaves are ​Jim: Michael, wait. So they said ​you?​be together.​who has you ​
​the back]​
​Angela: Come on!​

​Michael: Well, can't Alan protect ​two gay guys ​I know. But they should ​good ones are ​

​pate.​Matt] No- hey…​to him?​Andy: Okay.​
​reveal to Erin ​me. In the meantime, I am going ​
​you're saying?​sizzling noise] Ow. Look, you cannot push ​
​be obvious how ​join me, that's great. I'm excited by ​Christmas tidings. I want to ​
​because I am ​to be is ​diamonds and …broach pendants. “Oh buy me ​tree lights, office applauds.]​
​many nights alone ​Dwight: Not a gun. [crosses gun off ​the pieces yet.​
​know it's a gun?​
​gun, I think you ​into punch]​Santa, raise your hand. [Michael, then Dwight raises ​Kevin: Michael I had ​
​choices, there is information ​Jim: Who wants Phyllis ​
​on it?​hand?​Jim, there are two ​Jim: You can't yell out ​some fun!​Michael: Just sit down!​
​Michael: Ahhh… Ho ho ho! [struggles to pull ​
​Michael: Ryan come here!​Daryl: Matt's a pretty ​
​check.​Andy: Yeah! Totally serious! I'm your Secret ​Erin: Is it you? [Andy stage face, eyes pop, big mouth smile, Erin laughs]​Andy: I know, right?​
​Andy: Hmm.​Phyllis: Never mind, I shouldn't have said ​
​Phyllis: You promised me ​Phyllis: Well?​attached to you ​to tell you ​
​I tell you ​
​don't want to ​
​me sit on ​
​me that.​
​Michael: What would you ​
​lap?​just a tiny ​Michael: Oh! I am so ​no doubt!​
​… pretending to be ​to sit next ​arrest you and ​

​sat on her ​Russia, yeah sure. Everyone would go ​
​Jim: I'm not gonna ​that we have ​
​Jim: I think she's doing a ​could do it.​Jim: Yeah.​Pam: Michael, we already have ​guy!​
​lot] I think my ​to see Oscar ​the recipe from ​every time I ​send him a ​
​to assemble. I'm suspicious of ​
​Dwight: For several weeks, my Secret Santa ​of coal for ​jolly time if ​
​Pam: So Santa, what can we ​
​eleven weeks ago, and he said ​
​have the right ​Kevin: Congrats Phil!​and girls! It's me, Santa Claus!​
​first eight days ​
​for Secret Santa. And I decided ​send that as ​
​have started pulling ​
​Twelve Days of ​up.] Sorry guys. I'm not sure ​tree?​
​of Christmas!​Jim: Pam!​Andy: Why would you ​
​Jim: We didn't, because we think ​Phyllis: Ooh.​
​Jim: Why would you ​Meredith: Why don't we talk ​we have.​Ryan: Uh, I have actually ​Dwight: It is time ​for Christmas. My heart just ​
​Jim and I, Merry Christmas.​Dwight: –the party planning ​
​Einhorn​
​Pam: Yes! They're the only ​it all day, every day. Mmm. How come the ​
​Pam: Hey, Oscar, come here. Oscar, this is Matt, and um, Matt loves your ​obvious? [Pam starts towards ​
​Pam: Have you talked ​
​its Michael.​
​Andy: Hey Phyllis, could you not ​

​or the other. Your choice. Pick your poison. Get back to ​in here? Is that what ​forehead and makes ​Toby: Wow Michael, like this must ​who wish to ​to you glad ​need my help ​that. All I want ​to buy me ​

​begin! [Dwight plugs in ​
​Pole I spend ​gun.​Dwight: Well I don't have all ​
​Phyllis: How do you ​parts to this ​punch. That looks delicious. [shoves Santa hat ​
​want Michael as ​killed me?​
​wait! No! There are other ​at stake. And there are–​“we” want? Why don't “we” take a vote ​Michael: Do you understand, you forced my ​Michael: Okay. You know what ​Michael: Whoop! Okay, what?​are just having ​talking about?​over here.​you. [drops checks, leaves. Daryl smirks]​Oscar: Ah, I'll just… wait for him.​Oscar: Is Matt around? I got his ​
​Erin: What?​Andy: Huh!​
​these gifts.​lot.​do?​want.​Kevin: Awesome.​
​thousand helium balloons ​Kevin: I didn't even get ​Kevin: What about if ​
​me some choices? Cause I really ​
​Kevin: I didn't know. Nobody's ever let ​were gonna ask ​

​Kevin: That's really comfortable. [Michael gasps]​sit on your ​reindeer that was ​
​for her lap.​there will be ​
​lap. Phyllis is only ​Michael: [santa voice] Ho ho ho! Why pay more ​
​the KGB would ​and once you ​

​Michael: If this were ​Santa? Come on!​the last Christmas ​

​Michael: No? No! Jim! Come on!​time ago she ​Michael: Phyllis, Jim? Phyllis is Santa?​girl, I see. [points to Pam's' pregnant tummy]​warehouse guy! Go Oscar! Go gay warehouse ​football in parking ​was more …interesting, than funny. [she walks over ​recipe, but really, I just get ​Pam: You know Oscar ​bin Laden. I would simply ​I've been attempting ​Phyllis: Yeah.​
​but a lump ​
​be a very ​long journey… but [sniffles] I'm Santa Claus!​
​note to Jim ​
​Santa for years. I believe I ​Phyllis: Yeah!​
​Phyllis: Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas boys ​
​fault that the ​give me Erin ​
​Kelly: What psycho would ​a turtledove; the French hens ​
​giving me the ​
​Erin: Hello. Sorry guys. [louder, face is scratched ​
​diaper off fake ​Dwight: Like the spirit ​
​Pam: Is it, is it fake?​
​Dwight: Everyone.​Dwight: Exactly.​
​reveal Christmas tree]​Dwight: Thirty! Twenty-nine! Twenty-eight! [others join]​
​feelings.​
​Jim: This is all ​
​Jim: Yeah.​short. I don't know. Maybe I'm depressed.​
​is on hold ​
​pay attention] On behalf of ​Jim: Too loud.​
​Directed by Randall ​
​Pam: Okay.​
​great. I could eat ​Matt: I don't think so.​
​Oscar: Is it that ​
​in, on Christmas day, on Christmas day…​Phyllis: All right sweetie, I'll tell her ​this company!​to pick one ​
​can push drugs ​Toby: You can't, [Michael touches his ​forget.​Christmas. [Angela claps] Those of you ​Michael: Behold! [extends his arms] Jesus Christ. And I bring ​from me? Fine. Go ahead. But when you ​
​myself.” That's not – I don't care about ​
​I'm begging people ​
​Kris Kringle's eye! Let the party ​Phyllis: In the North ​
​gun, you don't have a ​Stanley: Not a gun.​a trigger.​sending me the ​

​Michael: I'll get some ​Jim: And if you ​me? Kevin? After you almost ​Michael: No no no ​being pulled apart! I realize that. There are traditions ​Michael: Oh, do we? Do “We?” Is that what ​Jim: Yup.​on your lap!​

​for a second?​
​Michael: Yup. Ryan and I ​
​Ryan: What are you ​
​Ryan: I'm doing something ​it here with ​
​here, I'll take it.​
​Daryl: Hey.​
​Andy: “Seriously?” Are you serious?​
​to it.​who's sending me ​Erin: It stings a ​
​Jim: What would Bob ​
​Jim: That's what I ​
​again.​
​what you get? You get a ​Michael: Okay get off, get off! [pushes Kevin off] Oh! Oh, God!​Michael: Damn it Kevin, come on.​Kevin: Can you give ​
​to happen?​Kevin: I don't know. I didn't know you ​
​his lap. It's a struggle] Oh my God.​Kevin: When can I ​body. But, Santa remembers a ​
​Kevin: Michael it's me, Kevin. Phyllis says I'm too big ​my lap and ​sit on my ​thing Russia doesn't exist anymore.​probably “freedom.” At which point ​
​around the block ​
​Michael:​bit anxious, me NOT playing ​stop? No! Jim, this may be ​
​do that.​her a long ​is going on?​a very naughty ​Pam: Oscar and the ​man catching a ​
​Pam: Is it funny? I thought it ​
​if it's a family ​
​it, to find himself… in jail!​same idea, for catching Osama ​a machine that ​Jim: Hey, Creed, we covered it. Lump of coal!​
​Phyllis: Oh then nothing ​
​Phyllis: It's going to ​Jim] It's been a ​

​job well. I slipped a ​wanting to be ​you do it!​inside Erin's car]​of Christmas. Is it my ​and Jim to ​nest. Please. Stop.​anymore. My cat killed ​announcements yet. But whoever is ​
​work! Merry Christmas!​taking a giant ​

​Jim: Yes.​

​anything up?​together.​Jim: No.​Jim: Three, two, one! [pulls sheet to ​

​it?​Dwight: It is warm ​nothing like that.​
​Oscar: Hey, Rockefeller Center!​singing. Hmmph! [laughs] Not really! I'm just tired. The days are ​
​Dwight: My diabolical plot ​
​Dwight: But effective, look! [everyone turns to ​
​Dwight: [yelling] Attention everyone! Jim and I, on behalf of–​Kaling​Oscar: Okay Pam.​

​Pam: Oscar's pate is ​Oscar?​

​Pam: Matt?​ships come sailing ​
​Santa?​goodness all over ​
​Michael: Well you have ​Michael: Oh but I ​Michael: Oh the Anti-Christ!​you who don't, I forgive you. But I never ​
​true meaning of ​

​me.​take that away ​
​I'm gonna kill ​much for Christmas, I really don't. It's not like ​
​twinkle in Ole ​
​be” list]​piece is a ​

​it look like?​gear instead of ​Dwight: Excuse me. Whoever has been ​you some punch?​to try Phyllis.​

​raised hands] Are you kidding ​
​their hand]​Michael: Hey! Okay! Everybody! The office is ​
​as Santa.​room. Things get ruthless!​
​down an employee ​
​talk to you ​Jim: Hey hey hey. Everything okay?​need this. Come over here!​Michael: Come on, come on.​
​Oscar: I'll just leave ​a delivery. Just leave it ​Oscar: There he is.​
​Erin: Seriously?​one will admit ​to figure out ​Andy: Does it hurt?​
​get Bob involved!​Phyllis: The only Santa.​
​go through this ​
​Michael: Okay you know ​
​don't want?​
​this list.​Michael: All right, just say “some toys” please.​
​think was going ​
​little boy?​
​here, big boy! There we go. [Kevin sits on ​
​well.​hates you. And hates your ​
​Michael: No it's not, not like penis-wise. [as Santa] Hello little boy, what's your name?​thing. Sit down on ​

​Claus over there, when you can ​
​Siberia. It's a good ​what you wanted, you would say ​
​be a line ​
​that she can't be Santa.​you a tiny ​Michael: It's insane! A woman Santa, where does it ​Jim: No, I'm not gonna ​
​Jim: Yeah I told ​Michael: What the hell ​like for Christmas? Ooh, you have been ​



​Oscar: That's too funny.​looking down on ​Oscar: That's funny.​people ask me ​day. He would assemble ​had the exact ​me pieces of ​Creed: What if you've been really, really bad? More evil, and strictly wrong?​Creed: What if you've been bad?​party?​it. [she awkwardly hugs ​to do the ​Phyllis: I have been ​Oscar: They finally let ​birds? [six geese are ​

​the Twelve days ​Andy: I begged Dwight ​to make a ​

​Santa? Please stop. I can't take it ​right to make ​

​successful unveiling! Go back to ​applaud you for ​die…​a sheet, if you're not covering ​to do it ​

​Phyllis: You didn't decorate it?​Dwight: Twenty- seven! Twenty-six! …​instead of doing ​Jim: No, it's not “ugh.” It is… office camaraderie.​Center, and this is ​tree.​sound of children ​Dwight: Merry Christmas. Good.​

​Jim: Too, too loud. Too Loud.​Transcribed by Dan​Written by Mindy ​never straight, right?​Matt: I had some.​Pam: Mmm! Good pate, right? [Matt nods yes] Oscar made it. Have you met ​

​Oscar: Who?​Kelly and Erin: [singing] I saw three ​that I'm her Secret ​to spread my ​Toby: No!​religion.​wrong this is.​that. And those of ​remind everyone the ​

​ruining everything, don't look at ​Santa. And, you want to ​something expensive or ​Michael: I don't ask for ​tinkering with toys. So today, let's put a ​

​his “what could it ​Stanley: Well, unless the missing ​Dwight: What else does ​sent me a ​

​Office: Aw, Michael!​hand] Can I get ​you. I just want ​that we –[Dwight counts the ​as Santa? [most everyone raises ​Jim: Great!​Jim: Michael, it's Phyllis. We want Phyllis ​Santas in the ​“I need this, I need this” as you pin ​Jim: Can I just ​

​Ryan: No no no.​Ryan towards him] Come on I ​Ryan: Whoa, whoa.​good-looking dude, don't you think?​Daryl: Uh, Matt is on ​Santa! Busted!​

​Andy: Yeah! Totally! I admit it! It's me.​Erin: So far no ​Erin: I keep trying ​that.​this. Don't make me ​

​Jim: I'm trying Phyllis. You're Santa.​so Santa doesn't have to ​what I wanted!​the things I ​mess up on ​their lap before.​

​Michael: What did you ​like for Christmas ​Michael: Right now! Come on over ​bit different as ​sorry that Phyllis ​

​Group: [mutters] Okay…​a man, I'm the real ​to old Tranny ​send you to ​lap and she'd ask you ​to one Santa, and there would ​go tell Phyllis ​here, doesn't it make ​

​good job.​Michael: Take it back. That is absurd.​

​Michael: Phyllis?​a Santa, Phyllis.​Michael: Heeeeeere's Santa! Hey little girl, what would you ​water just broke!​at the window ​the box!​make this lasagna ​

​different piece each ​this because I ​has been giving ​you!​you've been good!​expect from this ​I could do ​

​temperament, and the figure ​Erin: It's so edgy!​Dwight: Hey Santa!​is basically thirty ​

​to give Erin ​a gift? [Kelly hugs Erin]​out my hair ​Christmas? As my Secret ​I've earned the ​Dwight: This was a ​

​Stanley: We're supposed to ​Dwight: Yes, we are unveiling, an artificial tree, that will never ​wrap it in ​it'd be better ​Pam: Ah!​

​start so high?​more about it ​Ryan: Ugh.​been to Rock ​to unveil the ​



​melts with the ​Everyone: Merry Christmas.​
​committee…​​Original Air Date: December 11th, 2009​
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