Luther: Excuse me, this is my tree. I already marked it, if you know what I mean.
Hal: Wha...! Wait, no! What the hell do you think you're doing?
Luther: Father McKlusky sends his regards.
Hal: What are you talking about?
Luther: He dropped by the soup kitchen and he suggested we come down here and share the magic.
Man: [to Jamie] Cute kid. You want some homemade candy?
Malcolm: Dad, everyone's leaving!
Hal: Look... whatever St. Mark's is giving you, we'll double it!
Luther: You can double eternal salvation?
Hal: Yes, I can.
Luther: You're funny.
Man: [to Hal] So, you sell Christmas trees? I used to sell Christmas trees.