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Bags and bags all over the joint, and there's more coming in every day.
That's not it, dear. I'm sure Mr. Gailey has other plans.
Your Honor, every one of these letters is addressed to Santa Claus.
-You'll be here in the morning, then? -Certainly.
Your honor, every one of these letters is addressed to the dean
Thank you.
I believe, I believe, it's silly, but I believe
Do you know what the imagination is?
Jingle bells, jingle bells Jingle all the way
Would you like to come to dinner tonight?
You mean it's like, "If at first you don't succeed, try, try again."
-Allow me, will you? -Thank you, sir.
-No, better get a doctor. -Mr. Sawyer?
It's what he calls a "guilt complex."
I'm fully aware of my client's opinions.
The effect this will have on the public... Come in, Mrs. Walker.
Two can play this game.
The sign outside said it's for sale.
Disgusting.
You don't think I'd have said that unless I was sure, do you?
Home again, home again, jiggety...
-You two are a test case for me. -We are?
He gives every indica...
What's the matter with you? You understand English?
Not only is there, but here I am to prove it.
Probably a lot of people like Kris. That's the only fun in law anyway.
These last few days we've made some wonderful plans. Then you go on an idealistic binge.
But that's what makes the game so silly.
Goodbye.
And furthermore
and tears wings off butterflies. This man...
Are you happy at home?
I can tell you're a good boy. You'll get your fire engine.
"How many days in the week?" Seven.
How would you like to be able to make snowballs in the summertime?
Mommy told me if things don't turn out the way you want them to
You're putting me in an awful spot.
I don't blame them, any man who puts Santa Claus on trial for lunacy.
The only important thing is making the children happy.
-Dr. Pierce, Mr. Sawyer. -How do you do?
PC Treasures ain't got any Nobody's got any
-Here it is, Mrs. Walker. -Thank you.
-I'll show you. -That isn't necessary.
-Say thank you. -Thank you.
Thank you. She's the reason I asked you by.
-Young lady, what's your name? -Susan Walker. What's yours?
Not necessarily.
But there's lots of presents for you.
Mae Richards. I worked with you dad. Hope it's fine here.
A very sound answer, Mr. Kringle.
Nice place you've got here.
And secondly, I like the old man too.
Susan, would you go out and talk to Miss Adams for a minute
Because when you talk to him, you might feel differently about him.
I'm better equipped to judge that than you are.
You won't listen to reason. You're heartless.
Oh, well, thanks. That's mighty good news. Yes.
Put them here...
I don't know. There must be 50,000 of them.
-In that case, he can stay. -Good. Thank you.
I don't know a habeas from a corpus, but I know politics. That's my racket.
-Is that so? -Yes! It's just like throwing a ball.
-Gee, that sure is an elegant costume. -Yes.
We're all so busy trying to beat the other fellow
You're a disgrace to the tradition of Christmas.
Anyone who thinks he's Santa Claus is not sane.
please realize the responsibility is yours.
I can't see the harm. If he passes, he can return to work.
Sawyer?
But in so doing, we ask that Mr. Gailey cease presenting personal opinion.
by bona fide employees of the post office.
I thought as long as we're in the store, you might say hello to Santa Claus.
And the department stores are gonna love you too.
Maybe someday the Sawyers will be in here instead of out there.
If that fat, stupid brother of yours got a job, you wouldn't pester me.
indicate an efficiently run organization.
He's not like anyone else. He must be Santa.
Wait a minute, Susie.
and painted him different. My mother told me.
Your honor, every one of these letters is addressed to the dean
I think you can take the meat out. It should be done.
What's the basis of this guilt complex you're supposed to have? Does he say?
Yes, sir. And your wife's on 672. She says it's important.
Just one sugar, please.
to a merchandising policy.
I’m Santa Claus.
I wanna thank you two again.
No, you don't. I'm not gonna be cheated this way.
-Where are you going? -To see if there's a swing!
Jingle bells, jingle bells
I'll bet your mother told you that too.
Me Watching tonight’s Blues game
So now they do something good to make up for it, see?
I certainly do.
-Hello, Kris. -Fred.
Go to Gimbels. They'll have what you're looking for I'm sure.
but Mr. Macy suggested that we find something else for him