Ho-ho-ho! Merry Christmas! Hey, guys! - Ho! Merry Christmas. - Thanks. - Hey!
- Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention? This has been our best year ever thanks to Do-lt-All-For-You-Dolly. A-And I think we should give a special thanks to the people... responsible for our record-breaking sales, our Midwest marketing and distribution team, - Scott Calvin and Susan Perry! - Yeah!
- Let's hear it for 'em! Come on!
- Susan, darling, come on up here. Aren't they adorable? Say a few words.
- Thank you very much. This was really a team effort, and I would just want to thank every one of you individually
- But we don't have time for that, do we? In all seriousness, um, here at B&R Toys, we're not just about makin' a profit in quality toys.
We're also about families. But our families aren't here with us right now. Which is probably why Johnson's secretary is sittin' in his lap. You guys have a great party, have a great year. Drive safe. Thanks very much.
- Aren't they wonderful?
- Laura, I was hopin' to catch you before you'd left your house. I ran real late today. You wouldn't believe the traffic out here. --Yeah, same to you! And that's not very ladylike!-- Anyway, I'll try to get to my house as soon as I can. Oh, there's the problem right there.
Three car pile-up. I'm really gonna be late.

Hark, carol bells, sweet silver bells All seem to sing throw cares away
Christmas is here bringing good cheer To young and old, meek and the bold
Ding dong and dong, balance in song Ring joyful ring, all caroling
One seems to hear words of good cheer from everywhere filling the air
Oh, how they pound, raising the sound go hand in hand calling in the town
Gaily they ring while people sing songs of good cheer, Christmas is here
Merry, merry, merry merry Christmas
Merry, merry, merry merry Christmas
On we will sing, dawn with a hymn Angel will come to every home
Hark, carol bells, sweet silver bells All seem to sing throw cares away
Hark, carol bells, sweet silver bells one seems to hear words of good cheer
From everywhere, filling the air Oh, how they pound, raising the sound
Go hand in hand Calling in the town
Gaily they ring while people sing songs of good cheer, Christmas is here
Merry, merry, merry merry Christmas
Merry, merry, merry merry Christmas
On we will sing, dawn with a hymn Angel will come to every home
On we will sing, dawn with a hymn Angel will come to every home
Ding dong ding
Dong

- All right. Let's go.
- Bye, Charlie.
- Bye, Neal.
- Oh, sorry I'm late. Hi.
- Hi.
- Did you want to come in for a minute?
- Neal's waiting in the car, so...
- Why doesn't he come in?
- 'Cause, Daddy, he says you'll just end up saying something snotty.
- Not necessarily. Could be rude or sarcastic. Whatever it takes.
- See? I gotta go. Here.
- Oh, come on. Come on. Christmas Eve. Just for a minute. Watch those steps. They're real slippery.
- Ooh!
- Told ya.
- So...
- Well...
- You goin' to your mom's for dinner?
- Actually, we're gonna be with Neal's family.
- Ah, Christmas at the pound.
- There aren't that many presents over there.
- Well, that's because Santa isn't here yet.
- Neal doesn't believe in Santa.
- Well, Neal's head comes to a point.
- He's smart. He's a doctor.
- He's not a doctor. He's a psychiatrist. Take your coat off. You're stickin' around, aren't ya?
- I'll be right there. Just a sec.
- I just want to...
- Did that jerk tell Charlie there was no Santa Claus?
- What? No. Oh, Charlie came home from school the other day in tears, because some big kid told him there was no such thing as Santa. And, you know Neal. Well, he sat him down and...
- He told him that there was a Santa Claus.
- Well, all he said was that Santa was more like a feeling. You know, more like a state of mind than a person. Kind of like Neal. And who gave you permission to tell Charlie there's no Santa Claus? I think if we're gonna destroy our son's illusions, I should be a part of it.
- Yeah, but you're never around, are you, Scott?
- Oh, oh, please.
- Listen, all we are trying to do is give Charlie a firm grasp on reality.
- That's a good idea. You don't want kids runnin' around usin' their imaginations.
- Oh, yeah. This from the guy responsible for the Do-lt-All-For-You-Dolly.
- Leave her out of this.
- Don't you burp me, don't you change me
- I'm the dolly...
- Why do you guys always have to fight?
- I, uh, swear we're not fighting. It's your mom's singing. It sounds a lot like fighting, doesn't it? Cats even. The trouble is, Neal and your mom, they don't believe in Santa because they were real naughty. Which is why they'll probably get lumps of coal in their stockings.
- I don't know. It seems kind of babyish to believe in that kind of stuff.
- What are you talkin' about? I believe in Santa Claus. I'm not a baby.
- Well
- Maybe it's time you left. We don't want to keep Dr Pinhead waiting.
- Come here.
- Do I gotta stay?
- Listen, you and your daddy are gonna have a great Christmas, okay?
- Will you pick me up tomorrow?
- Of course.
- Early?
- Yes.
- We're talking sunup? You're here?
- You'll be fine. Ah, merry Christmas, Charlie. I love you.
- I love you too, Mom.
- You be a good boy, okay?
- Bye, Mom.
- Four hours?

I'm dreamin' of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where those treetops glisten
And children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow...

- That is exactly why you want a high-quality fire extinguisher right in the kitchen.
- Those flames were really big, Dad.
- Yeah, turkey's funny that way.
- Dad!
- 'Ey! It's done.