Tonya: We can't even have one gift?
Julius: You live your whole life here for free. Tonya, you get gifts every day. Food is a gift. The heat is a gift. Your shoes are a gift. This house is a gift. Those frames on the walls are a gift. The magazines are a gift. That ashtray is a gift. This lampshade is a gift. [Rochelle sits down] That chair is a gift. This pillow is a gift. The remote control is a gift. The TV is a gift. [Rochelle turns the TV on] This carpet is a gift. The pink carpet in your room is a gift. That...
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Being able to cut out of this scene is a gift.

Ms. Morello: Okay, okay. This time, sing it with feeling. You're singing about an impoverished family, living in the ghetto, who gave birth to their firstborn child in a manger. Chris, you can relate to this, can't you?
Chris: Not really.

Julius: So, what can Santa give you for Christmas?
Girl: A Malibu Barbie with a pink, remote-control Corvette, the Barbie townhouse, and the Barbie swimming pool.
Julius: Ooh. Do you know how much all that stuff costs?
Girl: No.
Julius: Well, Santa's going to tell you. It costs $137.16. Do you have that kind of money?
Girl: No.
Julius: Well, neither does Santa.
Girl: [cries]
Adult Chris: [v.o.] Welcome to my world, kid.

[montage:]
Julius: [to a blind boy] Eyesight? Hmm, that sounds expensive.
Julius: Do you know how much a puppy costs?
Julius: Does that come with a easy-to-pay gas bill?
Julius: Do you know they cost as much as a real car?
Julius: Now, how you going to pay for this eyesight?
Julius: Do you really want your parents to work themselves to the bone just to get you a train set you're going to quit playing with after a week?
Julius: What if this puppy grows up, gets rabies, bites somebody?
Julius: And you ain't going to be satisfied with just one Hot Wheel. No, you going to want the whole collection of 'em.
Julius: Can you afford a lawsuit?
Julius: Now, do you really want your daddy to take out a loan, just so you can get some Hot Wheels?
Julius: You going to bankrupt your whole family just so you can get a puppy?
Julius: If you're good, Santa will send you a train token, and you can take the subway downtown and get a job for Christmas.

Chris: [sneezes]
Joey Caruso: I'm warning you.
Ms. Morello: Bless you. Oh, poor Chris. Winters can be so tough when you can't afford heat.
Chris: I've got heat.

Chris: So, Doc, what are you doing for the holidays?
Doc: Well, I'm not falling into that Christmas trap, that's for sure.
Chris: What Christmas trap?
Doc: Commercializing Christmas. People buyin' things they can't afford, being broke before the year come in. Uh-uh, not me.
Chris: So you don't celebrate Christmas?
Doc: Oh, I celebrate Christmas. I love me some Christmas. It's supposed to be Jesus' birthday. So I say a prayer. Happy birthday, Jesus. And I have a piece of cake. This year is seven-layer chocolate cake. [Chris sneezes] Boy, cover your mouth. Stop sneezing on Jesus.

Rochelle: Hi, baby! Merry Christmas!
Chris: Hey, what are you guys doing here?
Tonya: It's Christmas, stupid.
Rochelle: Well, you didn't think we'd want to leave you here by yourself, did you? I didn't think you'd want to be here.
Drew: Without you, there would be no Christmas. It'd just be a "tmas."

Adult Chris: [v.o.] For me, this was going to be the best Christmas ever. Because I was working at Doc's, I could afford actual presents for my family, not the crappy kind kids make.
[montage:]
Rochelle: A Play-doh skillet. You shouldn't have.
Julius: Papier-mache work boots. I love it.
Julius: What's this, a fruitcake?
Chris: No, it's a vegetable cake.
Rochelle: I ain't eating that.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] Whenever Christmas came around, my father always picked up extra work, so he could afford presents.
Julius: Christmas tree?
White Man: No, thank you.
Julius: Hanukkah bush?
Rabbi: No, thanks.
Julius: Kwanzaa stump?
Black Man: What'd you call me, man?!
Julius: Hey, uh, free trees, man.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] They didn't always work out, but he never stopped trying.

Adult Chris: [v.o.] Drew and Tonya hadn't been on their best behavior all year, so they decided to try to make up for it by helping my mother during the holidays. It was kind of like campaigning for gifts. They helped with cleaning.
Rochelle: Move, boy. [laughs at the TV]
Adult Chris: [v.o.] They helped with cooking.
Drew: After this, I can take out the trash.
Tonya: And I can help you with the dishes.
Adult Chris: [v.o.] They even tried to help with things my mother didn't want help with.
Drew & Tonya: [holding a towel and a loofah] You need any help?
Rochelle: [o.s.] No!
Drew: You sure?
Rochelle: [o.s.] No, boy! Get away from the damn door.