So, Ron, you like getting mail?
[grunting]
Well, here's a special delivery.
[suspenseful music playing]
-Huh? -[shouts]
["Joy to the World" playing]
Not like you to be sleeping on the job on Christmas Eve, Dongle.
It's Christmas Eve? Where am--? Oh!
You still owe me 300 hollyberries, Dongle. Pay up.
Why are you calling me--? Where--?
Oh, no.
Don't play dumb, Dongle.
I want my money before Boxing Day. Get it?
Do get it. Not Dongle.
Dongle! I'm so jolly to see you.
Not Dongle.
What's up with your voice, Dongle? Are you sick?
I'm not Dongle.
Everybody, come quick.
Dongle's sick.
[all gasping]
Dongle.
Can you see? Look at me.
I'm not Dongle!
[Tim] It's Christmas Eve.
-You'll love it. -Santa, Dongle is sorry for sleep--
-Huh? -[screaming]
-What did you do with my brother? -What did you do with Santa?
Oh, no. Are you...?
Dongle's name is Ding Dong Dongle.
Yeah, but you're an elf?
Superior toymaker of the North Pole.
When Dongle makes a toy, so many jaws drop to the floor
that the jaw doctor can buy a new mansion.
You made a rocking horse from the crib?
Is it perfect?
Then yes.
Wait, so if you're here, then my brother is...
At the North Pole, of course. Does Dongle look like he is from Texas?
Imagine cowboy hat Dongle.
Very handsome.
So he's with Santa? Aw.
We gotta get him back now.
It's his first Christmas. We have more traditions he has to do.
Dongle needs to get back now.
Or the world will be bombarded with inferior toys
that blacken children's hearts.
My brother works at Baby Corp, so all we--
Baby Corp. Can't make toys to save their lives.
Does that situation come up a lot?
Dongle could tell you stories.
Yes, please. But later.
Baby Corp is our only hope to get out of this.
Jimbo, Staci, we have a situation.
T-W-A-F-E-R.
TWAFER.
[slurping]
"Tommy wants a fire engine, red."
-TWAFER. TWAFER. -[door opens]
Not now, Dongle.
I'm not Dongle, Ron.
Boss Baby? What the jingles are you doing here?
The question is, how the jingles do I get out of here?
Oh. I'd love to help, but I'm memorizing letters.
If I don't get their requests locked down, it'll take me weeks to deliver gifts.
Speaking of jingles, "jingle."
"Judy is now getting lavender earmuffs." J-I-N-G-L-E. JINGLE.
You're an embarrassment to efficiency. Get a computer.
The elves and I are like a family business.
They make the toys, I do this.
These are our family traditions,
and they've made everyone happy for a long time.
Yay for your family. Take me home to mine, Big Beard.
I'm busy. I'll take you tonight when I deliver presents.
What do I do in the meantime?
Help make a few toys,
and maybe learn about the Christmas spirit.
[groaning]