Bob: Tell you what. Santa will bring you the bike for Christmas if you go bring Santa a hoagie. [boy runs off] You know what I'd really like for Christmas? Patty Ryals.
Jackie: All you men ever think about is what you want. What about what we want? Boys never grow up. You know, one minute they agree to go to a party with you, and the next, they're in a basement full of stolen toys. And you're no better. Sitting there pretending to be Santa Claus.
Boy: You're not Santa Claus?
Donna: No. No, no, he is. He is, it's just that she is the evil Ice Witch. Come on, let's get you some grown-up punch.