Joe: I got you a blanket, Mr. Goat.
Gloria: No, no, no, no, no! We're going to wait for Santa Claus by the chimney!
Joe: But it's Thanksgiving.
Joe: What about Mr. Goat? How come I don't hear him anymore?
Gloria: Ay, Mr. Goat is fine! Baaa! Did you hear that? What is it, Mr. Goat? Baaa! He's saying that he needs some time alone. Look, there's some cookies for Santa. Here, why don't you go and sit by the chimney and wait.
Joe: Santa!