This week, the Dads crack open another window of the Dadvent Calendar with Die Hard (1988), the action Christmas classic that redefined what an everyman hero looks like when he's barefoot, bleeding, and absolutely not having it.

Steve and Nic dig into everything that makes this movie work, from the brilliant "fists with your toes" setup that justifies our hero's shoeless chaos to Alan Rickman's ludicrously good turn as the gentleman criminal Hans Gruber. They obsess over Theo's sports commentary running gag, debate whether Notre Dame would really be playing USC on Christmas Eve, and unanimously agree that Ellis is the most perfectly hateable 80s cocaine douchebag ever committed to film. "Hans, bubbe, I'm your white knight" gets the appreciation it deserves, as does the fact that this movie basically invented the MP5 as the standard issue bad guy weapon for the next decade. There's some pointed commentary about Al Powell's tragic backstory being framed a little too sympathetically, and plenty of love for Argyle living his best life in the parking garage while everything above him descends into absolute mayhem.

The dads also celebrate the details that make rewatches so rewarding: the samurai armor in the vault, the "no more table" and "no bullets" one-liners that deserve their own remix, the way Holly knows John's still alive because only he could drive someone as unhinged as Karl, and the sheer audacity of a movie that finds time for titty distractions and a "Helsinki Syndrome" joke while blowing up an armored SWAT vehicle with a floor-mounted rocket launcher. When a movie this influential is also this endlessly quotable and fun, you just watch it every December like the Christmas tradition it absolutely is.