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I can't do it anymore.
and I can't keep up with these modern trends:
Not this year.
They have to find someone else.
What's wrong?
Don't you like your job anymore?
Tell me about it.
It gets worse every year.
The youth, they just want presents, they don't want to do anything…
no Christmas poems,
no respect for the work of Father Christmas...
Walled up chimneys...
reindeer toll...
iPhone, ipad, ipod, ball warmers.
I even had to do this silly casting show …
I have to ask: Casting show, you said.
And you were cast as…?
Well, as Father Christmas!
I don't understand…?!
It was like this…
But I AM Father Christmas.
Well, we'll see about that.
Yeah, I could totally be a rad Father Christmas, man.
There you go, dear Claus.
Santa. Claus is my last name.
You don't have to be so stressed out about it.
It's strictly about performance here.
That's why we want you all to do what Father Christmas usually does.
Become Father Christmas, feel it, convince us,
Udo, show us what you got.
Sure man, I'm, like, totally riding my sleigh and my reindeer are all happy and stuff…
Yeah, dude, and there's presents for everyone, you know what I'm saying?!
Great. You're in the Recall.
What? I'm where? I live in the Atlantic Hotel, man.
But you were announced as winner.
That's great.
Really?!
These casting shows are a mirror of our society,
and if you make it there,
then you'll also make it in the real world.
Well, I don't know.
But of course!
Maybe you're right.
Of course I'm right.
That's why I charge you 750 Euro.
Alright, then I'll go out there now and give presents to the world.
Yes, do that.
Show the world what you're made of!
Hello.
Hello.