Santa: Hello, Donna.
Donna: Santa Claus? Am I having a dream?
Santa: No, Donna. This is really happening.
Donna: What are you doing here?
Santa: Well, I've come to fill your jug with change, so that you can help build that library for all the good little boys and girls.
Donna: Wow. Thanks, Santa. And to think everyone said you weren't real.
Santa: Who? I'll kill those little bastards! I... I mean... Who?
[Donna wakes up:]
Donna: Don't kill them, Santa! Please don't kill them!