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Christmas Quotes from Movies and Television

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I’ll just be hanging around the mistletoe, waiting to be kissed.
It’s Christmas Eve. It’s the one night of the year when we all act a little nicer, we smile a little easier, we cheer a little more. For a couple of hours out of the whole year, we are the people that we always hoped we would be.
$45 for a Christmas tree and they don't deliver? You order $10 worth of chow mein from Mr. Wong they bring it to your door.
That’s what Christmas memories are made from. They’re not planned; they’re not scheduled. Nobody puts them in their blackberry. They just happen.
This is so tinsel!
There’s children throwing snowballs, instead of throwing heads. They’re busy building toys, and absolutely no one’s dead.
Who gave you permission to tell Charlie there was no Santa Claus? I think if we’re going to destroy our son’s delusions, I should be a part of it.
I’m the Holiday Armadillo.
Everything is hunky-dunky.
Happy Birthday!
The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear.
God bless us, everyone.
It’s Christmas Eve, and we are going to go celebrate being young and being alive.
Looking good, Billy Ray! Feeling good, Louis!
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“Christmas is not a time for emotion.”
He wouldn't let Tiny Tim die, Mr. Dickens. He has a heart, doesn't he? It would be too wicked, even for him.
Bless this highly nutritious microwavable macaroni and cheese dinner and the people who sold it on sale. Amen.
Christmas is a very busy time for us, Mr. Cratchit. People preparing feasts, giving parties, spending the mortgage money on frivolities. One might say that December is the foreclosure season. Harvest time for the money-lenders.
Blast this Christmas music. It’s joyful and triumphant.
Fra-GEE-leh! It must be Italian.
Now don’t any of you worry your heads about Santa, Mrs. Claus will have him plenty fattened up before Christmas Eve.
Now I have a machine gun. Ho ho ho.