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Yes. He'll just give you a little examination.

I'm sorry, the store isn't open...

-the way they commercialize Christmas. -Yeah, there's a lot of bad "-isms"

The burden of proof of this ridiculous contention rests with my opponent.

I mean, why should we be bothered with all that stuff?

and they feel guilty.

-But, Your Honor... -Put them here on the desk.

Or drive a great big bus right down Fifth Avenue?

I thought we'd say hello to Santa Claus.

Psychologist my eye!

Oh, well, the children mustn't feel very disappointed. Oh, well, the children mustn't feel very disappointed.

No, he hasn't. Have you?

Oh, come on now. Why don't you give me a chance?

-What shall I do with these? -Throw them on the floor.

Well, I guess it's all right. I'll go on in, in a minute.

I'm sure they will. I'll open my own office.

the highest authority available.

-Are you a licensed psychiatrist? -None of your business.

That three-men-in-a-tub float isn't big enough.

The examination won't be worth a thing without the patient.

Just think if Mr. Macy had seen the other one.

Don't worry, I've got the best lawyer in the world.

I see she doesn't believe in Santa Claus either.

Henry, you're gonna be an awful popular fella.

It's cold A man's gotta do something to keep warm

I've been getting more and more worried about Christmas.

Someday you'll find your way of facing this realistic world doesn't work.

Did I ask all right?

If I'm to win this case, I'll need public opinion, and plenty of it.

It's nothing to laugh about, Kris. It's pretty serious, he says.

My dear, if I lose this case, it's possible that you'll get your wish.

I promised your mother you'd be in bed by 8:00.

that Christmas and I are getting lost in the shuffle.

With that man on the throne, my department will sell more toys than ever.

-Where to? -Bellevue.

We'll be known as the helpful store.

Sometimes I wish I'd married a butcher or a plumber.

You haven't had time to be guilty of anything but overeating.

That's a lot of nonsense! Dangerous, my foot!

That's the one. He's a psychologist, you know?

Not one competent, authoritative proof that this man is Santa Claus.

I seen them write to Santa, North Pole and South Pole.

"Age: Unknown." Old man, huh?

-Yes. -I thought so.

I think perhaps you're right.

I don't think that's going to be enough. I better give you some...

If you'll go this way, you'll miss a lot of traffic.

You go along Maplewood to Ashley.

Pretending there's no virus? No, I just don't get it.

-You said this was cut and dried. -I didn't know about a protest.

-Good night. -Good night.

There's something I'd like to show you.

Jack and the Beanstalk.

Surprise me? Macy's sending people to other stores? Are you kidding me?

But you go ahead, Henry. You do it your way.

Mr. Macy will have us examined and fired.

We request an immediate ruling,

-But I don't know how to be a monkey. -Sure you do. Here, I'll show you.

And you'll find toys of all kinds at Macy's.

but I'll do my best.

on July 26, 1776.

We'll do that. Good night, R. H.

This must be the turn here.

After all, he's an old man...

I get kind of tired just sweeping up dust.

You remember the way the janitor was last New Year's?

I believe, I believe. It's silly, but I believe.

There's no point in signing.

I want a fire engine like the big ones, only smaller. It has a real hose

But you've got to be realistic and face facts.

Yes, yes, dear. Many men have long beards like that.

Every shopper in New York City thinks of Macy as a benevolent soul.

Look at this. Telegrams, messages, telephone calls.

He hasn't got a thing.

Get out before I have you thrown out.

How can I seriously rule that there is a Santa Claus?

Get that costume.

Dr. Pierce? He doesn't know. He's a general practitioner.

Doesn't your mother ever sing to you at night?

I'm Simon, the new janitor.

Every Chicago Cubs fan right now!

I don't get it.

Let a judge handle it that isn't up for reelection.

He's crazy too.

Thinking only of the welfare of the public.