Alexis: Who wants bubbly?
Ted: Merry Christmas, Mr. Rose.
Alexis: Merry Christmas, Dad. You know I hate to miss a good party.
Johnny: See? I knew you could handle a guest list.

David: Room looks good.
Patrick: Mmm-hmm.
Patrick: You still thinking about that espresso machine, aren't ya?
David: Yes. Yes, I am.
Patrick: One day.

Jazzagals: [singing] Silent night Holy night All is calm All is bright Round yon virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant So tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace Oh sleep
Stevie: What? It's just nice. Nothing's happening.
David: Looks like you're crying.
Stevie: Oh well, I'm not. It's just we're- We ran out of red!
David: Oh.

Johnny: Anyone interested in opening a gift tonight?
David: I thought you said we weren't doing presents?
Johnny: Well, you kids were so upset about there being no presents. The Church had a small rummage sale this morning, so I popped in. Close your eyes, Moira. Smaller, smaller, smaller.
Moira: A bomb?
Johnny: No, it's an antique tin.
Moira: Oh.
Johnny: For your wig pins.
Moira: Oh.

Johnny: Little something for you, Alexis.
Alexis: Stickers! Of old men!
Johnny: No, they're stamps, from all over the world. David, I know you like money.
David: Yes. It's what looks like 1,000 Yen.
Johnny: Yeah.
David: Hm. It's like being right back in Japan.
Moira: Okay, okay, let's just smile and say thank you. Thank you.