 Hey there friends, how's it going? My name is Kevin and today we're playing Hitman 2, where we're gonna ruin Christmas like I do every year, according to my parents. Ooh, what's this under the Christmas tree? A present for me? Ow, it's pain. Okay, we're specifically gonna ruin Christmas for the French. So sorry if there's any French watching, but look, Santa's a bit of a creep anyway. Breaking and entering is not cool. Okay, so we gotta kill Harry and Marv, but I think Santa is also on the map, so I'm just adding him to my list, to my naughty list to be exact. I'm just happy I can finally be inserted into the Home Alone universe. I've been sent the clip of the woman screaming Kevin quite a lot. So this has been a long time coming. Alright, assassinate them in any accident while disguised as Santa 47. Like all 12 items the burglars want to steal before they do. That's gonna be hard. That's why Marv three times using bricks. I just keep shocking bricks. Like, haha, just like Home Alone and he's like, please stop. You're causing brain damage. Alright, I think I'm ready. I think I'm ready to ruin Christmas. I'm telling you, nothing ruins Christmas like a few bricks to their head. A gift immediately. What have I got? This better be something good. What? X-mas star. This feels like they just rebranded to X-mas stars to cash in. This is just a wrench. This is something I would buy my father. What's this one? This is more like it. What could it be? A book? A CD? Wait a second. I think it's just a shovel. I don't need a feckin' shovel. I'm gonna re-gift this. There we go. Oh my god, that was a hell of a clunk. Wanna hit him in the face? Wait, oh, I thought they just didn't realize it was me. I'm gonna mix in with the crowd just like Assassin's Creed. Oh look, it's working just like in Assassin's Creed. Oh, damn it. Unfortunately for me, the three people standing next to me were all triplets. So it made me stand out more. He's on his radio like, ah, sir, there's a piracy issue outside. Right, there's gotta be another way in here, right? Oh, scaffolding. I've already spotted it, but how do I get up there? The hell was that? Oh my god, this is the ghost from Christmas past, I think. What's up? Just a pirate walking in there with this shovel wrapped up. What is that noise? I feel like I'm being haunted. I know there's bells. Is that guiding me towards the presence? I'm just following the bells. I think the bells are gonna drive me mad, just like in Game of Thrones. I know I'm not referring to how she went mad at the end. I'm talking about how I went mad watching her go mad from bells. The present room. They're gifts for staff. I will just become staff. There's one of them. What's he doing? Oh, just that. Okay, he's acting like a sim, just going up to the mirror and going, ah, Zuma Domborb. Wait, why are you messing with the tap? Where are the wet bandits? Wait, how can you go that way? You're not staff. I had to go to a lot of effort to get this disguise and get through here, and you just walked through even though you're clearly a burglar? This is mine. You can't steal this. It's mine. I don't even want it. I'm just like, I don't want you to have it. Uh, spirit of Christmas. Now he's stealing someone's wine. You're a good thief. Haha, the heist of the century takes a sip out of their glass. Present, proximity explosive duck. Okay, this really seems like it was specifically for me. I don't think I even stole that one. Hey, Mr. Waiter. Hey, Mr. Waiter. Are you like seven? Oh, hi, Mr. Waiter. I'm going to need to find some bricks. I'm also going to need to find Santa Claus. I'm assuming they're upstairs, but can a waiter even go upstairs? No, can't. Okay, sorry, sorry. Wait, what the hell? You saw that too, right? That wasn't just me. He keeps disappearing. I want to murder him. Wait, I thought he couldn't disappear when I was standing on top of him. Maybe he really is real. They found the mother load. Someone help me. What? What do you mean? I don't, okay. I guess I scared them off. You got all the good stuff. You got like a toy tank and a shurikens, a battle axe. Oh my God, they got everything. A cowboy hat. No wonder you're robbing these people. God, they're good at treasure hunting. I was struggling to find everything, but this was much easier. They got everything for me. Now I can go hunt down Santa Claus and find some bricks before I come back down to them. Uh-oh, uh-oh. I'm getting changed. I'm a pirate who just happens to work here as a waiter, okay? It's not suspicious. I don't understand. They're all suspicious of me now. Is it because of my sword on my back? Can I drop it? This is a bad idea, isn't it? But just drop the saber. Okay, there we go. Yeah, they don't mind now. The saber just had to go. Just leave that on the floor. A little bit of a hazard, but that's okay. Oh God, I'm trespassing. I have no idea where I am. Sorry, sorry, I... Oh Jesus, oh God, I'm making this worse. I'm trespassing and I don't know how to get out of here and they're gonna start opening fire any second. Can I jump out the window? I'd like to jump out the window. Thank you. Goodbye. You're ever in a social situation. You just want to jump out the window. This is basically what that was. Oh no, oh no. They're gonna come outside. They're gonna come outside and they're gonna shoot at me. Uh-oh. They just tried to nade me. Okay, they flashbang me, but I'm still going. That's fine. I'm getting out of here. I'm going into the attic and I'm not coming down until all the guests are gone. Oh, it's really bringing me back to my childhood. Wait, how do they know I'm up here? What the hell? Oh, sweet Jesus. Over there! I don't know how to melee attack, so there you go. Can I just change my clothes real quick? Oh god damn it, he saw me. What the hell? He went the other way. I'm just running to secure Santa Claus. Oh god, they all know that I'm not a bodyguard. Okay, I'm running this way now to get Santa Claus. Santa Claus! You see, he is real. Okay, I think the heat has died down. They've just forgotten about the murders. I gotta find Santa and try and kill him before he disappears. I do believe there's time to do it. Investigate. Yeah, sure. I need pictures. Pictures of Santa Claus. Where are you, Santa Claus? There he is. He's jingling again. The bastard. I bet he's back in there, isn't he? Fecker, where's he gone? You're not Santa Claus? He lied to me with the bells. I swear, if this is just some kid trying to learn the triangle, I'm gonna kill him. Oh, he's gotta be in here. The bells. The bells are leading me to here. That's him. Yes! Santa Claus is dead, everyone! Oh, the bells finally stopped. The sky is as Santa 47. Oh my god, fantastic. Pick up holiday fire axe. Ooh, and a present for little old me. Remote CX demo block, okay. I like how it says I'm trespassing, but that's Santa's specialty after all, isn't it? Merry Christmas to the poor dude. Oh my god, my inventory is so full with all these presents. Over there! Will you stop running away? No, don't tell. Oh my god, he is literally running in circles. He's done a full loop. Got no visual. That's because you ran away. Don't run from Santa Claus. It only pisses him off more, and he's already a bit unstable. All those people. Merry fucking Christmas to you. There is no even explosion, just a poof. It's the magic of Santa Claus. Why are they storing the people I've killed in the attic? That's so strange. Wouldn't the basement be more fitting? It's what I do. It's practical. It's hard to haul bodies upstairs, but downstairs, you just kind of let them flop. God, look at all those bodies. The whole place is cleared out now. They must want to get home for Christmas. I am trapped in this room. There's people at the exits. Oh, there's someone even just staring over there. There's no way for me to get out. I might just have to try and climb out the window. Not Santa's usual MO, but he'll have to try his best. If only there was a bloody chimney around here. I'd scurry up that in no time. A present all the way up here. A crowbar. This must be for me. Break, winch. Ah, sure why not. I'm up here anyway. There we go. Sorry, carrots. I was a bit overkill just for you when you really didn't even have to die. I haven't seen anything suspicious yet. You might want to open your eyes. Maybe the guy's just literally blind. Yep, just quite as a grave. Oh, come on, dude. That's a bit insensitive. People are dying here. Okay, I think I can make it out of here. Oh no, there's people here. I can't get past them. Circumcision knife. Who gives that as a gift for Christmas? What's that supposed to mean? There we go. Am I good? Can I just walk on? These waiters might find those bodies. Oh no, this is escalating. Oh, this is escalating a lot. Okay, they're all dead. I'm making the line. He sees you when you're sleeping. A lot scarier, honestly. The amount of people Santa's killing is just so unnecessary. Why are you responding to the calls for help? Like, oh Santa Claus is killing me. Santa Claus is killing people. Like, you'd think it's just a little holiday joke. Oh no. Oh no, Santa's dying. Santa's dying. I should get out of here. This may not have been the best idea. Yeah, let's get back inside. Santa doesn't like the cold. No, no, no, no, no, no. Don't kill me. Don't kill me. Don't kill me. Don't kill me. F***ing Christmas. Now I gotta restart it all. All right, Christmas tree. I'm sorry. It wasn't your fault, okay? It's Christmas. It's time for forgiveness. All right, this time I understand how it was Santa operates because I've been him. I know he spawns randomly in certain rooms so I'm going to go somewhere more discreet and assassinate Santa Claus. Listen to him. I can hear the bastard. I'm coming for you. Get out of my way. I'm looking for Santa Claus. I won't pay for anything. God, he really does go around just drinking other people's wine. He's the best thief I've ever seen. Bricks, bricks. Come on, bricks, bricks. God damn it. Must be the only person in the world who's hoping to open the present and get a brick. Brick, brick, brick. Come on, brick. A shotgun. Uh-oh. They don't like when I have a shotgun. Oh no. This is just horrible. Everyone's seeing that I have a shotgun and they're all angry. Oh lord! No, no, no, no, no. If my parents say I'm responsible enough to have one, I'm responsible enough to have one. Oh no. Oh no. Oh no. Okay, I'll run away. Christmas games. We're playing hide and seek now. Loser gets shot. Oh god. Okay, I'm dead. I was going to a really good hiding spot there at the end. He's just climbing into the shelf. An empty soda can. Really? Why would you even bother gifting this to someone? He spent more on the packaging. So much effort just to troll them like that. Got him. Wait, he's still alive. Hold on. All right, there we go. He's pissed that I'm changing my clothes. All right. The speed run to kill Santa is complete. Now I just got to go hide. They're all shooting at Santa. No, go away from me. You fucking Grinch. He's looking amongst the cars for Santa Claus. Okay, he's dead. Can I disguise myself as a security guard for a moment and then let the heat die down and then I can be Santa Claus again? Don't worry, everyone. I got the permit. It turns out it was this fish in a Santa outfit. We can all lower our guard now. And while you're busy lowering your guard, I'll go look for some bricks. Life's too short to think about this stupid stuff. Just find Santa's dead body and he's like, ah, life's too short to bother looking into this. I mean, this is proof, right? At any moment, you could just be slaughtered for no reason. Okay, gift, please be brick. Yes, bricks in the security room. Please don't turn around, by the way. They know I'm not supposed to be here. And if they see I've taken their prized bricks, they're going to be pissed. Okay, now we just got to find the guy who is Marv. How am I supposed to know which one? I don't think you're Marv. And again, that's mine. How many times do I have to tell you this? Oh no, oh no. Did he see me change? Oh no, now he knows I'm the real Santa. I'm even trespassing when I'm outside, apparently. They all hate Christmas. They're all a bunch of scrooges. Imagine you were this dude, and I'm just staring out from between the banisters of Santa Claus. Some weird festive edition of it. All right, let's throw away that present someone gave me. I know it's fecking rude, but oh my God, it landed on the roof. That doesn't help me at all. All right, how about that? Inspect the fish. You just hear like... Go across the ground, just a slippery slimy fish. Oh, he cyberpunked his way right through the doors. Perfect. No, you didn't see shit, did you? Well, now he didn't. Oh God, now there's one left in the garden. Oh no, no, no, no, no, no. Hold on, I think I'm okay. Just give me my fish back and let me climb that pipe. It's gonna be a unique sentence, surely. Surely no one said that before. I think I got a serious situation with possible dead body. Uh, I think they found out about me, and I can't seem to hang here. There we go. Okay, I'm in. Wait, did my target go downstairs? After all that, I was trying to get up here to kill him, and now he's gone downstairs. Oh my God. Oh no, I gotta sneak my way downstairs. There's people fecking everywhere. Okay, run, run, uh-oh. Snake's gone hiding. Echo Alpha. I just dropped the gun. I don't think that's gonna work at this stage. Like, sorry, sorry, just passing by. Sorry, sorry, my bad, my bad, sorry. Don't worry, I know where I can get a wicked disguise. There we go. I'm a waiter now. Oh God, they're trying to run. Is this one Marv? I think this is Marv. Just ignore us, chefs. Okay, maybe don't ignore him forever. I need him to be revived again. Here, look, chefs love fish, don't they? Are you all right? Yes. Okay, he's noticed. How are you reviving him? What are you doing? I need help now. I thought he could revive him. I didn't think he'd need help. Oh no. Oh no, they're looking for me. I like that they're just reviving this thief who shouldn't be down here. Now he's wandering into the wine cellar which probably has very expensive wine. But yet Santa's the problem, huh? Feck, feck, feck. How was that crime noticed? I was around the corner. Is that even a crime? Smashing a brick? Well, there goes my feckin' challenge now because one of them just smashed. Oh no, wait, it got him, it got him. Okay, that was a crime. Hooray, Christmas miracle. Here we go again, Marv. I hope this is the right one. You think he'd be a little bit cautious after all those knockouts? Those people like you that are causing global warming. What? How is that global warming? I just picked up the frying pan, threw it in there so they'd go in. But he's having none of it. Okay, I knocked him out three times with a brick. She probably got like permanent brain trauma from this and I'm like, ha ha, home alone. Now all the presents are mine out of my way. So unnecessary. I'm coming for Marv. No more Mr. Nice Brick out of my way. Everybody out of my way. I'll get down. Yep, Marv from home alone is dead. Honestly, a burglary is just a horrible, horrible crime. Let this be a lesson to you. Even though I don't know if it's much of a learning experience since, well, you're dead. It's a million faith, all right? Got it. Bye-bye, guys. Did a little loop-de-loop to get out of here. He is a feckin' sim. Come on, man. Go somewhere secluded. You thought the previous Kevin you dealt with was bad? Wait till you meet me. Honestly, like, he just drank that person's wine again. Maybe I should just spike every glass of wine in here and he'll eventually die. Like a lot of others will too, but that's a price I'm willing to pay. It's never stopped me before and it's not gonna start now just because it's Christmas. Oh, he has to pay. Okay, well, of course, he's been drinking so much bloody wine. Shurikens, ha ha ha, home alone. Not quite the same effect. Not the same as putting some marbles on the floor or anything. What? Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no, they want to open fire on Santa Claus's. He's making his escape. Oh, my God. Everyone in this room knows this Santa isn't real. Uh-oh, uh-oh. I am so screwed. You're trespassing. I know I'm trespassing. I want to steal your helicopter and deliver toys to the children. Yes, steal it. Yes, Christmas is saved. He's just like, oh, man, how do we let that happen? We thought it was like some sideshow thing for the kids. Santa Claus waving from the helicopter. He just takes off. Oh, there we have it. Christmas is ruined. I hope you enjoyed me ruining Christmas, everyone. If you like my content, be sure to subscribe. There's plenty more horrible content where that came from. But yeah, thank you very much for watching, and I hope to see you next time.