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- Bert: Okay, now, here we're gonna do barrel jumping. Yeah, I'll go first, okay? This is gonna be whizz bang fun, guys.
- Ernie: I'm seeing it, Bert.
- Bert: Hi-YAH!
- Ernie: Oh, wow!
- The Count: Ah, wonderful.
- Cookie Monster: Oh, terrific!
- The Count: Now I, I the Count.
- Ernie: Okay, go, Count!
- The Count: Yes, jump the barrels.
- Ernie: Oh, what a good skater he is, there he goes.
- The Count: One, two, three! Ah ah ah ah ah.
- Bert: No, uh uh uh uh.
- Ernie: Okay, Bert, me next, huh?
- Cookie Monster: Okay.
- Ernie: Here we go. Okay, Bert, watch the left foot, Bert. Whoo-hoo, hoo hoo, HERE I COME!
- The Count: Whoa!
- Ernie: Ha!
- The Count: Oh, ha ha ha ha ha.
- Bert: Uh uh uh uh!
- Ernie: Bert.
- Cookie Monster: Aaah!
- Ernie: Okay, Cookie Monster!
- Cookie Monster: Yeah, me, me me me!
- Ernie: Okay, Cookie Monster!
- Cookie Monster: Here Me go!
- Ernie: Okay.
- Cookie Monster: Ho, ho ho, ha ha ha, WHOA!
- Bert: Oh! Huh?
- The Count: Oooh, he's all right, wonderful!
- Ernie: Cookie Monster?
- Cookie Monster: That terrific fun. More barrels! More barrels!
- Cookie Monster: [At the end of the movie, Susan and Gordon come home and see that Cookie Monster has eaten their Christmas tree] Ohhh, ohh, oh, Scotch pine delicious, but Douglas fir give me heartburn. Burp! Excuse me, ohhh, oh!
- [Susan and Gordon look perplexed]
- Cookie Monster: Burp! Oh sorry, oh!
- [Credits roll]
- Cookie Monster: Burp! Buuuuuuurrrp! Oh that a long one, buuuuurrp, buuuurrp, oh!
- [Movie ends]
- Oscar: [as Maria reaches into Oscar's trash can and angrily grabs him by the scruff of his neck] Hey what's going on? What?, What?, What? Wait. Ahh.
- [Groans in pain]
- Oscar: What are you doing, Maria?
- Maria: Oscar, I hope you're satisfied. You had to start all that stuff about Santa and tiny chimneys, and you've upset Big Bird so much, he's gone.
- Oscar: Well, uh, I didn't know he'd do anything dumb like that! I was only teasing him!
- Maria: Teasing him?
- Oscar: Yeah.
- Maria: Telling him that Santa's not gonna bring anybody any presents because he can't get down a tiny chimney? Now, you call that teasing?
- Oscar: Well, uh, he'll come back! He's part homing pigeon! Besides, what's the big deal? He lives outdoors all the time anyway!
- Maria: Now, look here, Oscar. Now, the nest is something different. That's his home. He's got an electric blanket there and he's got heating pads and he's around all the people that he loves, but here, it is Christmas Eve and he's out there somewhere in this big city, and it keeps snowing and it's getting colder and and he could be in serious trouble unless we find him! So what are you gonna do about it?
- Oscar: Well, I'm gonna find him and and bring him back! Get me off of here. Come on, hurry up. Get my feet on the ground here. Come on, hurry up, Skinny. OK. Hey Turkey, where are you? It's me, Old Oscar. Come back.
- Kermit the Frog: One kid thinks that Santa Claus gets into the house at Thanksgiving and hides in the laundry hamper until Christmas Eve.
- Big Bird: Hey, I know Oscar. Uh, Santa Claus covers himself with butter so he can slip right down the chimney.
- Oscar: [pops out of the can] Ding dong, you're wrong. And you know what else? I don't think there is a way he can get down the chimney. That's what else. And if he doesn't no you-know-whats tomorrow morning.
- [chuckles as he goes back into the can]
- Cookie Monster: Let's play snap the whip! Here we go!
- The Count: Oh, one time around!
- Cookie Monster: Whoa!
- The Count: Ho ho, two times around!
- Cookie Monster: WHOA!
- The Count: Three times around, I love it! Ah ah.
- Ernie: I'm next, can I play?
- The Count: Oh yes.
- Cookie Monster: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Ernie: Oh-hoo.
- Cookie Monster: Aaah.
- Ernie: Everybody!
- The Count: Go!
- Bert: Here i come!
- Ernie: Come on, Bert.
- Bert: Oh! Oh! Ernie, not so fast!
- The Count: Whoa!
- Bert: Wha! Ah, ah. Ah. Ernie!
- Ernie: Look, there's Oscar. Hang on, Bert!
- Oscar: Hey, take your hands off the hardware! Whoa!
- The Count: Whoa!
- Oscar: Take it easy!
- Bert: Oh, Ernie!
- Oscar: We're going too fast!
- Bert: Uh oh.
- Oscar: Hey!
- Ernie: Whoa.
- Oscar: Whoa!
- Bert: What? Oh!
- Bob: Mr. Hooper.
- Mr. Hooper: Yes?
- Bob: Happy Chanukah.
- Mr. Hooper: Thank you Bob. And a Merry Christmas to you.
- Santa Claus: Whoa ho ho ho ho ho, hello!
- Cookie Monster: Oh, boy. Hello? Hello?
- Santa Claus: Hello.
- Cookie Monster: Op-operator? Hello, hello, anybod- hello? Hello? Yip, yip, HELLO!-ghft! Me better send telegram.
- Bert: Okay, now, here we're gonna do barrel jumping. Yeah, I'll go first, okay? This is gonna be whizz bang fun, guys.
- Ernie: I'm seeing it, Bert.
- Bert: Hi-YAH!
- Ernie: Oh, wow!
- The Count: Ah, wonderful.
- Cookie Monster: Oh, terrific!
- The Count: Now I, I the Count.
- Ernie: Okay, go, Count!
- The Count: Yes, jump the barrels.
- Ernie: Oh, what a good skater he is, there he goes.
- The Count: One, two, three! Ah ah ah ah ah.
- Bert: No, uh uh uh uh.
- Ernie: Okay, Bert, me next, huh?
- Cookie Monster: Okay.
- Ernie: Here we go. Okay, Bert, watch the left foot, Bert. Whoo-hoo, hoo hoo, HERE I COME!
- The Count: Whoa!
- Ernie: Ha!
- The Count: Oh, ha ha ha ha ha.
- Bert: Uh uh uh uh!
- Ernie: Bert.
- Cookie Monster: Aaah!
- Ernie: Okay, Cookie Monster!
- Cookie Monster: Yeah, me, me me me!
- Ernie: Okay, Cookie Monster!
- Cookie Monster: Here Me go!
- Ernie: Okay.
- Cookie Monster: Ho, ho ho, ha ha ha, WHOA!
- Bert: Oh! Huh?
- The Count: Oooh, he's all right, wonderful!
- Ernie: Cookie Monster?
- Cookie Monster: That terrific fun. More barrels! More barrels!
- The Count: Here comes Bert.
- Ernie: Mm-hmm?
- Cookie Monster: Yep.
- Ernie: Okay, I'll give the signal.
- Bert: H-hey, come on you guys, be careful!
- Ernie: What?
- Bert: Ernie, Ernie, you're gonna get hurt sitting on the barrel.
- Cookie Monster: Whoa!
- Bert: Ernie, don't sit on the side of the barrel!
- Ernie: I'm okay, Bert.
- The Count: Ah, ah, ah, ah.
- Bert: Don't sit on the side of the barrel!
- Ernie: Oh, sorry, Bert.
- Bert: You'll get hurt!
- Cookie Monster: WHOA!
- Ernie: Here we go, and let!
- Bert: Hey, be careful, you're gonna get HURRRRRRRRRRT!
- Ernie: Whoo-hoo. Hee. Oh, Bert? Bert? Are you okay, Bert? Bert, are you all right?
- Bert: Uh-huh.
- Cookie Monster: [groans] Gordon, Me tried to write letter to Santa Claus, but Me got hungry and Me ate pencil.
- Gordon: Oh, don't worry, Cookie Monster.
- Cookie Monster: But Me not write letter! Me eat typewriter too.
- Gordon: Well, Santa knows all about you, Cookie Monster, he'll bring you some cookies.
- Cookie Monster: Wait-wait, Gordon, Me tried to call Santa, but telephone looked like cuppycakes and Me ate it. Oh, Santa never bring Cookie Monster cookies now!
- [groans in frustration]
- Gordon: Yes he will, Cookie Monster, but you know, it might be a good idea if you left him something too.
- Cookie Monster: [brightens up] Well, that terrific idea! Yeah yeah yeah yeah. Yeah, Santa Claus bring me cookies and me leave Santa necktie!
- Gordon: Well, yeah, you could.
- Cookie Monster: Yeah, yeah, or shaving cream!
- Gordon: Well, you see, most people leave him, uh.
- Cookie Monster: Oh, what, what? Tell me what.
- Gordon: Cookies!
- [Cookie Monster looks shocked and the sound of a gong is heard]
- Big Bird: Hey Oscar, wait!
- Patty: Oscar, wait.
- Big Bird: Hey Oscar! I know how Santa gets down the chimney! All he does is take that big belt of his and tie it real tight around his waist, and it makes him so skinny he fits right down the chimney.
- Oscar: [pops out of his trash can] You are, without a doubt, the stupidest...
- [his cursing at Big Bird is drowned out by the noise of a passing subway train]
- Oscar: ... bird I've ever met.
- [goes back into his trash can]
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What was the official certification given to Christmas Eve on Sesame Street (1978) in the United Kingdom?
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