Mrs. Claus and I have been going on year, uh, 1,100, and...
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Oh, shit.
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But giving you a kite, floating just beneath the clouds, well, it's about as good as it gets. I knew it. I knew you were real, Santa.
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I remember, um... when Trudy Lightstone wrote to me. She must have been about six years old, and she said that she felt lonely sometimes. She missed having a best friend. And so I brought her a beautiful little stuffed rabbit. Mr. Bunny. And then I remember the next year, and you said you had this amazing dream and that, afterwards, all you wanted to do was... To fly! To fly. To fly.
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Don't be too hard on your parents, all right?
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Santa. Santa. Santa!
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This is Trudy.
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Swing and miss again! This is so fun. Mommy, how about another one? I got you a lot of good things. - I'll grab one. - Alva, Alva, sit down. You've already given me one. It's... It's Jason's turn. Uh... I th... I-I think I left it in the car. No, I-I saw you put one under the tree earlier. - No. It's in the... - Yeah, I did. I could've sworn. You know what, it's, uh... Y-You don't... you don't... you don't... you... It's this one, right? Yeah, I got you, bro. Come on. Thank you. It's my favorite whiskey. You can skip the note. Thank you, Jason.
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All right, we got satellite confirmation. Extraction team's on the go. 30 minutes. We're on schedule. Everything's good. All right, fellas. Look alive, look alive. You all know the plan, and I like my operations like I like to fuck: hard and fast with minimal cleanup. Now, some idiot gets in your way, what do you do? Fuck their shit up right! Damn right. Time to lube up.
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It's a sentimental photo of the day I was born. I remember. I was there. She doesn't give a shit.
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I mean, Santa might have some magic, but... making a little girl fly?
He's not coming to save us. He doesn't exist. It's all made-up.
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To have you here. ♪ Jingle all the way... ♪ Okay, I'm behind. Catch me up on all the hot goss. Hot goss. Okay. Um, well, you remember Bert, my sister's pride and joy. Yo, yo, yo. This is the Bert Locker living that bling life on Christmas Eve.
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I am sorry about my sister. ♪ Making spirits bright ♪ ♪ What fun it is to ride and sing... ♪ It is really nice to see you.
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Just, like... Threaten 'em or bribe 'em. This isn't rocket science. Same shit we always do.