Lucille: Oh, this is so wonderful. It's just like all the Christmases we used to have here.
Jeff: Except that we're eating off the floor.
Tim: Steve and John aren't burping the national anthem. [all laugh]
Marty: And instead of burnt turkey, we're having pizza and linguine.
Randy: Hey, after dinner, why don't we all go caroling? We can sing, "I'm dreaming of a white clam sauce."
Tim: Not bad.
Mark: Or "Deck the halls with calamari."
Lucille: Oh, boy!
Brad: "Silent night, cannoli night."
Tim: Better.
Jeff: Boy, they're just like us when we were kids, huh?
Marty: Yeah, except they're clever.