Papa:
"[last] Susie, come here, little one. Poppy wants to see you. [Buddy brings over Susie and sits on Papa's lap] Buddy."
Miles Finch:
"Are you feeling strong, my friend? Call me elf one more time!"
Narwhal:
"Bye, Buddy. Hope you find your dad."
Buddy:
"Thanks Mr. Narwhal!"
Buddy:
"We elves try to stick to the four food groups: candy, candy canes, candy corns, and syrup."
Buddy:
"Just say it. I'm the worst toy maker in the world. I'm a cotton-headed ninny-muggins!"
Employee:
"Passion Fruit Spray?"
Buddy:
"Fruit Spray? Sure! (puts in mouth) AaaaOoooeeuuw!"
Elf Teacher:
"Elf credo everyone!"
Elves:
"Number one-Treat every day like Christmas.
Number two-There is room for everyone on the nice list.
Number three-The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear."
Santa:
"I've been to New York thousands of times and I have a few things to tell you. If you find gum on the street leave it there! It's not free candy! Next, there are like 30 Bernie's Pizzas. They all claim to be the original but that one's on 11th. And if you see a sign that says "Peep Show" it doesn't mean they are letting you look at your presents before Christmas."
Buddy:
"The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear!"
Walter:
"Who sent this Christmas gram?"
Buddy:
"What's a Christmas gram?! I want one!"
Walter:
"You look like you came from the North Pole."
Buddy:
"That's exactly where I came from! Santa must've called!"
Walter:
"Uh, yeah. I just got off the phone with him."
Buddy:
"(singing)I..I'm here, with my dad, and we never met. And he wants me to sing him a song. And I was adopted, but you didn't know I was born. So I'm here now, I found you, Daddy. And guess what? I love you, I love you, I love you!! Dad!"
Gimbel's Manager:
"Hey! There's no singing in the North Pole!"
Buddy:
"Yes there is!"
Gimbel's Manager:
"No, there's not!"
Buddy:
"Yes there is! We sing all the time, especially when we make toys!"
Buddy:
"I..I'm singing! I'm is a store and I'm singing! I'm in a store, and I'm singing!!"
Buddy:
"Hey! Have you seen these toilets?! They're ginormous!!!"
Gimbel's Manager:
"Okay, people: Tomorrow morning - 10am: Santa's comin' to town."
Buddy:
"Santa-aaaa-a!!! Oh, my God!!! Santa here? (2x) I know him!"
Buddy:
"Wow! What's this?"
Gimbel's Manager:
"This is the North Pole."
Buddy:
"No it's not."
Gimbel's Manager:
"Yes it is."
Buddy:
"No it's not"
Gimbel's Manager:
"Yes it is."
Buddy:
"No it's not. Where's the snow?"
Gimbel's Manager:
"Why are you smiling like that?"
Buddy:
"I just like to smile, smiling's my favorite!"
Gimbel's Manager:
"Make work your favorite, OK? Work is your new favorite."
Buddy:
"Does Santa know you left the workshop?"
Miles Finch:
"Look, Ragweed. I've had more action in a week than you've had in your entire life! I've got houses in L.A. Fresno, and Veil, each one of them with a 70-inch plasma screen! So I suggest you wipe that stupid smile off your face before I come over there and smack it off! Are you feeling strong, my friend? Call me Elf one more time!"
Buddy:
"He's an angry elf!"
Buddy:
"I didn't know you had elves working here!"
Miles Finch:
"You're hilarious my friend."
Buddy:
"Does someone need a hug?"
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