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Glen never liked the idea of killing.. Which was shocking considering who their parents were. Glen sighed softly as they walked along side their father. "It's not the fact I don't want to kill with you dad... It's just the fact I don't want to kill at all.. I'm not like you or mom.." They replied calmly. They really did want to find a way to bond with their father but if it meant killing it was gonna be a no on their part.

❝ what are we doing here ? ❞ (From Glen to Chucky) - @x-seed-of-chucky-x

"Hm, I dunno." Course he knew, it was all apart of Chucky's big plan. He was just fucking with his kid. That's what he did, he never understood why the other couldn't understand him, truly. He wanted to have a kid who bonded with him and did what he actually loved doing. "Tell me Glen, why don't ya like killing with yer old man?"

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KNIVES OUT PROMPTS *  assorted dialogue from the 2019 film

we must look a little closer.

who hired you?

it's a weird case from the start.

i suspect foul play.

i observe the facts without biases of the head or heart.

i'm not trying to beat you.

it makes no damn sense.

we can protect you from that happening.

were you boinking my father?

you won it by playing your way.

the family is truly desperate.

thank you. that means a lot.

the guy practically lives in a clue board.

you make a pretty lousy murderer.

wow, this will be quick.

i think you should follow your heart.

i'm just going to say this to you.

you'd better be sure that's what you want.

who is this prick?

can we ask why? has something changed?

that was the dumbest car chase of all time.

i have to ask you what we're doing here.

we're sorry for your loss.

how about some more cookies?

matter of fact? eat shit. how's that?

don't make me get the belt.

you're missing the point.

you're famous!

close the book with a flourish.

this family. i should care for them, right?

you have a regurgitative reaction to mistruths.

i read a tweet about a new yorker article about you.

now you think you can steal it from us.

you don't like him 'cause you love him.

you're a good person.

i have eliminated no suspects.

are you back again?

you've always been good to me.

i don't know what any of that means.

that's certainly not what i was expecting.

i think this could be the best thing to happen to all of you.

you have a good heart.

i have my own opinions.

the complexity and the gray lie not in the truth but what you do with the truth once you have it.

i don't know how you beat me at this every time.

i got to do this more often.

what i'm about to say isn't going to be easy and you're going to be upset.

what does he mean by that?

this is a twisted web, and we are not finished untangling it. not yet.

kids today with the internet... it's amazing.

oh shut up! shut up!

this is still our house.

oh, so that's where you were all night.

i haven't read it though.

thank you all for coming by.

up your ass.

best judge of character is a dog.

this might be the best thing that has ever happened to you.

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TALLY HALL (and miracle musical) sentence starters

“Forget all your troubles and go with the flow.” “Leave if you can’t stand the thought of it.” “Who’s to blame?” “Don’t go in there.” “Get under the covers.” “Everybody wants to get evil tonight.” “All good devils masquerade under the light.” “Turn the lights off.” “I’m the ruler of everything.” “Your facade is a scam.” “You’re making me cry.” “This is the way that I am.” “I’ve been living a lie.” “I hope you’re happy now.” “This is serious.” “Does it even matter?” “It’s now or never.” “Believe me, darling. The stars were made for falling.” “You look quite divine tonight.” “May I explain?” “Have mercy on me.” “Help me understand what’s going on.” “Come here and sit down.” “Give it a few tries.” “I wanted you to know.” “I thought you knew.” “I’ve been sleeping in a cardboard box.” “I haven’t got a lot.” “Maybe you should blow a couple bucks on me.” “I promise I’ll be all you need.” “This is lovely.” “The chemistry is gone.” “All I wanted was you.” “I’m too much.” “I don’t even know why I bother.” “I know you won’t let me down.” “Please stop complaining.” “I finally felt alive.” “I won’t let you lose yourself in the rain.” “You’re a star.“ “I’m through!” “Well, I tried at least.”

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Glenda would look back to their father and nodded as if finally seeing some form of agreement. It was true they both deserved to know the truth, together. After a few minutes of speaking with glen to come and speak with their father they would both return to the living room.

Glenda slumped onto the couch, Glen seen right beside their twin, how they'd normally be seen together. Glenda was the first to speak out of the two. "Ya ready to speak daddio?" Glen remand silent ready to hear whatever their dad had to say this time.

"Sure, that makes sense in all..." Glenda spoke, as their eyes shifted. That's not something they could blame their dad from, but something still didn't add up to them. Glenda looked down to their hands as they picked at their hands. "I mean.. yeah? a part of me want's to, cause if not that means most of if not all of our life's would have been some kind of lie.." Glenda's world seemed to crash before them. " That would also mean that most of these nightmares me and Glen keep having aren't just dreams.. and-.." Glenda wasn't really sure how to take this all in. "I- I need to find Glen. They should have a right to hear this two.." The spoke, their voice shaky as they got up off the couch, as they made their way to the doorframe of the living room they seemed to stop on place. Their back to their father, they were quite but only for a moment. "Dad... Did I ever kill someone?..." Glenda's tone was cold almost as if they were speaking into the void for some since of hope.

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Glen wiped their tears from their face with their now blood covered hands. They truly had no intention of killing someone it just got out of hand. The nodded as their mother spoke. "..Mom... can we keep this between us, please..." They asked, their tone was shaky as if afraid in a way. Sure, their family was full of killers their mom, their dad and their sibling Glenda but they thought they'd be the change in that cycle, but it seemed now they had blood on their hands as well.

“   i  didn’t  want  to  hurt  anyone .   ” (from Glen) - @x-seed-of-chucky-x

"There there, my sweet sweetface" Magenta lips purr soothingly as pointed nails trace a gentle pattern against Glen's pale cheek. Is that a pang of guilt jabbing at her heart? For thinking her darling was always such a disappointment, when it turns out he was just a late bloomer? Little slips are akin to baby steps after all... “Now dear… help mommy clean up this mess and everything will be just fine.”

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Glen and Glenda are undoubtedly child stars who are very similar to the Sprouse siblings. Because Tiffany played off the Jenifer Tilly role, they spent the most of their childhood acting in a variety of movies and television series, and occasionally modeling for magazines. They then developed a dislike for acting, which caused them to have a tense relationship with Tiff. However, I could absolutely see Glenda returning to acting at some point and stepping aside for Glen to pursue a career in directing or perhaps filmmaking. only occasionally appearing in brief cameos alongside their sibling in movies.

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"Sure, that makes sense in all..." Glenda spoke, as their eyes shifted. That's not something they could blame their dad from, but something still didn't add up to them. Glenda looked down to their hands as they picked at their hands. "I mean.. yeah? a part of me want's to, cause if not that means most of if not all of our life's would have been some kind of lie.." Glenda's world seemed to crash before them. " That would also mean that most of these nightmares me and Glen keep having aren't just dreams.. and-.." Glenda wasn't really sure how to take this all in. "I- I need to find Glen. They should have a right to hear this two.." The spoke, their voice shaky as they got up off the couch, as they made their way to the doorframe of the living room they seemed to stop on place. Their back to their father, they were quite but only for a moment. "Dad... Did I ever kill someone?..." Glenda's tone was cold almost as if they were speaking into the void for some since of hope.

"That might be true.." Glenda replied. "But, don't you see that may have been leading her on? sounds like you're both to blame there." They shifted in their seat slightly as they listened, "What difference does that make?," They questioned, Leaning their head on their hand. "Sounds like a headache if you ask me." They gave a light chuckle. "Exactly," They'd state, Not picking up on the hint of dishonesty in their fathers tone. "I mean yeah.. How else would you explain mom being human as well as me and glen being-.... Hang on.." They froze, it had seemed it had all fallen into place. It made them question what was true and what was false.

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"That might be true.." Glenda replied. "But, don't you see that may have been leading her on? sounds like you're both to blame there." They shifted in their seat slightly as they listened, "What difference does that make?," They questioned, Leaning their head on their hand. "Sounds like a headache if you ask me." They gave a light chuckle. "Exactly," They'd state, Not picking up on the hint of dishonesty in their fathers tone. "I mean yeah.. How else would you explain mom being human as well as me and glen being-.... Hang on.." They froze, it had seemed it had all fallen into place. It made them question what was true and what was false.

Glenda rolled their eyes in annoyance but listened to what their father had to say. Maybe it was partly because they wanted to hear what he had to say or maybe.. part of what he was saying could be true for all they knew. "Yeah, because she thought you were going to marry her, when in reality you had no intention of doing so.. She followed you around like a lost puppy. Really? then why make little copies of yourself in those little good guy dolls if you wanted out of that body so bad. Oh, come on! you really expect me to believe that fake little story? Dad, I knew you could pull whatever you want out of your ass to make people believe you but really this? I was never a doll...." Glenda's voice seemed to grow quieter as they spoke about the doll part, possibly due to them fearing that their dad was right and that those dreams that Glen and them had wasn't just dreams but memories. That Glenda had blood on their hands when they were young.

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Glenda rolled their eyes in annoyance but listened to what their father had to say. Maybe it was partly because they wanted to hear what he had to say or maybe.. part of what he was saying could be true for all they knew. "Yeah, because she thought you were going to marry her, when in reality you had no intention of doing so.. She followed you around like a lost puppy. Really? then why make little copies of yourself in those little good guy dolls if you wanted out of that body so bad. Oh, come on! you really expect me to believe that fake little story? Dad, I knew you could pull whatever you want out of your ass to make people believe you but really this? I was never a doll...." Glenda's voice seemed to grow quieter as they spoke about the doll part, possibly due to them fearing that their dad was right and that those dreams that Glen and them had wasn't just dreams but memories. That Glenda had blood on their hands when they were young.

"Oh, don't give me that crock of shit!" They huffed angerly, their arms crossed as they looked down to him. They were used to their dad's little tricks and fancy words by now, and they were in all honesty sick of it. "Your little stories and examples may work on glen and mom- but I'm not gonna fall for any of this 'we all villains in someone else's story' shit. " They rolled their eyes at their fathers' example, maybe in some strange way in stuck with them, like in the back of their mind. Dearing that maybe... it was true or maybe they just feared turning into their mom or dad. "It's you! It's always been you.. how many people do you feel you need to ruin to get what you want? Hell, you already got Eddie, Andy, Kyle... Mom... Nica, Me and Glen as well as jake and his friends. Fuck dad need me to continue?" Their tone was cold as they listed their fathers' pawns in his own sick game.

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"Oh, don't give me that crock of shit!" They huffed angerly, their arms crossed as they looked down to him. They were used to their dad's little tricks and fancy words by now, and they were in all honesty sick of it. "Your little stories and examples may work on glen and mom- but I'm not gonna fall for any of this 'we all villains in someone else's story' shit. " They rolled their eyes at their fathers' example, maybe in some strange way in stuck with them, like in the back of their mind. Dearing that maybe... it was true or maybe they just feared turning into their mom or dad. "It's you! It's always been you.. how many people do you feel you need to ruin to get what you want? Hell, you already got Eddie, Andy, Kyle... Mom... Nica, Me and Glen as well as jake and his friends. Fuck dad need me to continue?" Their tone was cold as they listed their fathers' pawns in his own sick game.

@x-seed-of-chucky-x sent: ❝   are you really the last one to figure out that you’re the villain?   ❞ (From Glenda to Possessed Nica)

"Aren't we all villains in someone else's story?" A slender eyebrow rose as Chucky posed the question. He knew what he was, he didn't need his child calling him out in such a way. An almost harsh chuckle left Nica's lips, "Take your mom for example. When she met me, I was certainly the hero in her story. And you think she hasn't played a villain quite well?"

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"I wasn't expecting anything, plus I wasn't even implying combat..." The bussed redhead spoke, they seemed annoyed possibly due to the lack of sleep. They leaned on the counter and sighed. "Shit!... sorry I didn't mean that to come off that way.... I couldn't imagen what kind of hell that must have been like for you and your friends." Glenda replied to Spencer's statement. Glenda unlike their sibling was very outspoken when that came to things and they could often come off as hotheaded, perhaps partly due to how them and glen was raised one of the two had to be the more aggressive one or they would be walked all over. Glenda truthfully couldn't imagine what fighting some dream demon in their sleep for their life must have been like for Spencer and the other. The most Glenda's dreams brought them was weird memories that made them feel guilty. If those dreams were to be believed as true. They signed once more as their eye's shifted across the room, then once back to spencer. "Do you have anything that would help the whole dream issue?" They'd ask tiredly with their arms crossed above their chest.

“Screw sleep!” (From Glenda to Spencer) - @x-seed-of-chucky-x

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"Did you expect me to clutch my non-existent pearls at that, or combat you in some way? I literally survived a dream demon that was trying to kill me and my friends. The sentiment, towards what most consider to be the free trial of death, is shared. Trust me." Spencer replied to Glenda's passionate statement with surprisingly low energy. Perhaps due to it truly being a sentiment he himself shared. While Tracy could already control her dreams for the most part thanks to Doc, Carlos and Spencer wanted nothing to fucking do with it. The only reason Spencer was able to dodge his meeting with Krueger for so long was because of how much weed he smoked.

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I'm thinking about adding Glenda to this blog as a second/side muse. Would anyone be interested in interreacting with them if I did so?

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They smiled with a light nod in reply. It's very clear the Ray/Tilly family was highly dysfunctional behind closed curtains, but Glen was happy to see their family try at the least. "Thanks, I appreciate it.. It won't be long till is over just a few days then you won't have to deal with it." They spoke.

Listening to what she had to say about this baker that their mother idolized, they'd glance back over to their mom then back to Nica. "Huh.. Odd, well I mean it's not the strangest thing moms done.. but still." They explained with a slight chuckled, Glen meant well, it was just- they weren't used to it all yet. Glen gave a soft smile. "aww come on, sure I do. Me nor Glenda never get to hear about what you guys used to be like- or well.. remember it for that matter." They spoke softly, curiosity in their tone.

The twins' eyes shifted away from their mother and sibling to their father, listening to what he had to say about the whole thing, sure they could slightly understand where he was coming from but still.. they tried their best to help. "You might have a bit of a point in your own way.. but still could you at least pretend to be happy about it just till its over? then you can go back to being your usual grumpy mood." they said crossing their arms leaning on the door frame. "And who?" they'd asked, just like their father they weren't sure who Martha Stewart was. "It may be a bit.. but it's something that makes her happy without having to watch those shitty Jennifer tilly films over and over again..." They'd say with a sigh, before shifting once again. "Was there ever a time where you and mom celebrated it, or heck even got along?" they'd ask, their tone changing ever so slightly as they asked.

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The twins' eyes shifted away from their mother and sibling to their father, listening to what he had to say about the whole thing, sure they could slightly understand where he was coming from but still.. they tried their best to help. "You might have a bit of a point in your own way.. but still could you at least pretend to be happy about it just till its over? then you can go back to being your usual grumpy mood." they said crossing their arms leaning on the door frame. "And who?" they'd asked, just like their father they weren't sure who Martha Stewart was. "It may be a bit.. but it's something that makes her happy without having to watch those shitty Jennifer tilly films over and over again..." They'd say with a sigh, before shifting once again. "Was there ever a time where you and mom celebrated it, or heck even got along?" they'd ask, their tone changing ever so slightly as they asked.

@x-seed-of-chucky-x continued from here.

Eyes rolled in response, "Yeah, what has Christmas ever done for me? Nothin', that's what!" Chucky couldn't wait for it to be over with. The lights gave him a headache, and the music was even worse. "That's because your mom thinks she's a real Martha Stewart-type." He still didn't know who Martha Stewart actually was. "Its all fake and just a way for her to show off."

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“Serves them right, those Yuletide-loving sickly-sweet, nog-sucking cheer mongers!” (from a possessed Nica)

Needless to say, Glen wasn’t big on winter activities. Heck winter as a whole really, but that wasn't going to stop them from enjoying the holiday, they placed their glove covered hands in the pockets of their coat as they looked over to Nica. "Aww come on their not that bad... annoying a bit maybe- but it's the holidays." They shrugged looking over to Nica- their dad? the whole Nica/Chucky thing still confused them a bit at times. "Like where's your Christmas cheer? I mean look- mom seems to be having a nice time." They said, gesturing over to their mother who was helping Glenda out with the decorations.

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IT’S THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR! a collection of sentence starters and prompts to inspire holiday/wintery interactions. trigger warnings for mentions of food and drink. 

❝ are you really playing christmas music already? it’s barely november! ❞

❝ come on, get in the spirit! dance with me. ❞ 

❝ if we’re having turkey for thanksgiving dinner, i’m not eating. the bird always looks at me funny and i’m not eating stuffing that’s been stuffed up a butt. ❞ 

❝ are you going to come sledding with us? it’ll be fun! ❞

❝ we can put up the christmas lights tonight! ❞

❝ i don’t want to be a grinch, but untangling lights isn’t exactly my favorite pastime. ❞

❝ let’s wear matching ugly christmas sweaters to the party! ❞ 

❝ do you think this eggnog is spiked? ❞ 

❝ don’t tell anyone, but, i spiked the eggnog. ❞ 

❝ you’re who i want to kiss at midnight on new year’s eve. ❞

❝ pucker up! you got caught under the mistletoe. ❞

❝ i didn’t know what to get you. i hope you like it. ❞ 

❝ you got me [insert gift here]? i love it. ❞

❝ please tell me that’s not a puppy yipping from the box… ❞

❝ isn’t it a little cliche to get engaged on christmas? ❞ 

❝ we always watch grandma got run over by a reindeer. it’s tradition! ❞

❝ i was sucking on this candy cane and accidentally made a weapon… ❞

❝ did you remember to get carrots to leave out for the reindeer? ❞

❝ i loved christmas as a kid, but i haven’t felt the magic in a long time… ❞

❝ do you want to bake cookies with me? ❞

SEND A WORD FOR A PROMPT. add + REVERSE to switch up who does what.

[ SKATES ] for sender and receiver to go ice skating.

[ COCOA ] for sender and receiver to get hot chocolate at a winter festival.

[ FESTIVAL ] for sender and receiver to go to a winter carnival. 

[ ICE ] for receiver to slip on some ice while walking with sender. 

[ FROSTY ] for sender and receiver to build a snowman.

[ ANGEL ] for sender and receiver to make snow angels.

[ MISTLETOE ] for sender and receiver to find themselves under the mistletoe.

[ TREE ] for sender and receiver to decorate the christmas tree. 

[ PRESENTS ] for receiver to open a present from sender. (bonus points for saying what the present is.) 

[ GRINCH ] for receiver’s reaction to sender not being in the holiday spirit. 

[ KITCHEN ] for sender and receiver to make a mess in the kitchen while cooking the holiday feast.

[ MIDNIGHT ] for sender to kiss receiver at midnight on new year’s eve. 

[ TIMES SQUARE ] for sender and receiver to watch the ball drop.

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“Doesn’t this seem like a bit much?”

“This is what Christmas is all about! Can’t you feel it?”

“You guys, where are we? I think we should go back.”

“Serves them right, those Yuletide-loving sickly-sweet, nog-sucking cheer mongers!”

“I really don’t like them. No, I don’t.”

“I’ve been much too tolerant of these (Whovenile) delinquents and their innocent, victimless pranks.”

“So, they want to get to know me, do they?”

“I guess I could use a little social interaction.”

“Yeah, you bet. Ho, ho, ho, and stuff…”

“You see, [name]? The city is a dangerous place.”

“Now, please, don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason.”

“Well, it’s just, I look around at you and [Mom] and everyone getting all kerbobbled. Doesn’t this seem…superfluous?”

“I think they were up on the mountain playing with matches, or defacing public property, or….”

“Take a look at his mailbox, (sweetie). Not a single Christmas card, in or out… Ever!”

“And for the rest of you: Jury duty! Jury duty! Jury duty! Blackmail. Pink slip. Chain letter. Eviction notice. Jury duty!”

“Well, that worked out nicely.”

“[Max], let’s go. Our work here is finished.”

“Don’t you know you shouldn’t take things that don’t belong to you? What’s your problem? Are you a wild animal?”

“Saving you? Is that what you think I was doing? Wrong-o.”

“You’ve been practicing your Christmas wrapping! I am so proud of you.”

“My, I’ve never seen so many beautiful Christmas lights, [Betty Lou!]”

“It’s handcrafted and almost 100 years old.”

“Come on, hurry up, Slowpoke.”

“What’s that stench? It’s fantastic!”

“One man’s toxic sludge is another man’s potpourri.”

“Did Christmas change or just me?“

“First floor, factory rejects.”

“But we did our worst. And that’s all that matters.”

“At least I scared the bejeebles out of that little [girl] at the post office. [She]’ll be scarred for life, if we’re lucky.”

“Funny she didn’t rat on us, though. Must be afraid of reprisals.”

“If you utter so much as one syllable I’ll hunt you down and gut you like a fish!”

“I’ve got all the company I need right here.”

“I’m an idiot!”

“You’re an idiot!”

“Am I just eating because I’m bored?”

“In your own words, please tell me everything you know about [the Grinch.]”

“Hey, honey, our baby is here! He looks just like your boss.”

“It was Christmas Eve, and a strange wind blew that night.”

“Do you want a Christmas cookie?”

“Don’t forget, tomorrow is our big Christmas gift exchange.Everyone bring a special gift for a special someone.”

“You don’t have a chance with [her].”

“It was a horrible day when they were so cruel to [him]. And I could hardly bear it.”

“And that was the last time we ever saw [him]. The very last time.”

“I hate you.Hate, hate, hate. Hate, hate, hate. Double hate. Loathe entirely!”

“Tomorrow is Christmas! It’s practically here!”

“I may do something drastic.”

“You made that up! It doesn’t say that.”

“But the book does say: The cheer-meister is the one who deserves a back slap or a toast. And it goes to the soul at Christmas who needs it most.”

“Blast this Christmas music. It’s joyful and triumphant.”

“The impudence! The audacity! The unmitigated gall!”

“You called down the thunder now, get ready for the boom!”

“Gaze into the face of fear!”

“You see? Even now the terror is welling up inside you.”

“Run for your life before I kill again!”

“Maybe you need a time-out.”

“Kids today. So desensitized by movies and television.”

“"Holiday Whobie-what-y"?”

“I know you hate Christmas, but what if it’s all just a misunderstanding?”

“I myself am having some Yuletide doubts.”

“Award? You never mentioned an award!”

“Was anyone emotionally shattered?”

“Come on, a minute ago I couldn’t shut you up! Details, details!”

“I don’t know if it’s that adorable twinkle in your eye or that nonconformist streak that reminds me of a younger, less hairy me.”

“Who knows? This Whobilation could change my entire outlook on life!”

“You can make snow angels later.”

“The nerve of those (Whos). Inviting me down there on such short notice. Even if I wanted to go, my schedule wouldn’t allow it.”

“4:00, wallow in self-pity. 4:30, stare into the abyss. 5:00, solve world hunger tell no one. 5:30, jazzercise. 6:30, dinner with me… I can’t cancel that again. 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing… I’m booked! If I bumped the loathing to 9:00, I’d have time to lay in bed stare at the ceiling and slip slowly into madness.”

“It’s not a dress, it’s a kilt! Sicko!”

“This is ridiculous. If I can’t find something nice to wear, I’m not going! That’s it, I’m not going.”

“Ohh, ahh, mmm… That’s it, I’m not going.”

“[He] isn’t here. What? [He] didn’t show? Who could have predicted this?

“All right. I’ll swing by for a minute, allow them to envy me grab a handful of popcorn shrimp, and blow out of there.”

“But what if it’s a cruel prank? What if it’s a cash bar? How dare they!”

“All right, I’ll go. But I’ll be fashionably late.”

“All right. I’ve made my decision! I’m going, and that’s that!”

“Come on, while I’m young!”

“But first, a little family reunion.”

“Are you two still living?”

“Sweater? What are you talkin’ about? No, I can’t! I can’t do that!”

“No. I can’t do it, honestly. I’m not ready. It’s too much, too soon!”

“I’ve got a lawyer. There’ll be hell to pay!”

“Look at the time. I really should be getting back.”

“Bring it on! Is that all you got? Is that all you got? Come on!”

“That’s what it’s all about, isn’t it? That’s what it’s always been about!”

“Look, I don’t want to make waves, but this whole Christmas season is stupid, stupid, stupid!”

“There is, however one teeny-tiny Christmas tradition I find quite meaningful. Mistletoe.”

“Burn, baby! Burn!”

“Evening, folks. Mind if I ride along? You might want to scooch over.”

“You fellas all right? How about a nice hat?”

“I’m hurt, [Lou]. I’m hurt, and I don’t hurt easily.”

“But you and your family…. I’m so disappointed.”

“I just wanted everybody to be together for Christmas.”

“Suffering snorkelblatz! They’re relentless!”

“Oh, no. I’m speaking in rhyme!”

“I must stop this whole thing. Why for year after year I’ve put up with it now.”

“Are you having a holly, jolly Christmas? Wrong-o!”

“If you’re not going to help me then you might as well…”

“You’re as cuddly as a cactus and as charming as an eel.”

“Just face the music, you’re a monster.”

“Your heart’s an empty hole.”

“I asked for three-quarters, not five-eighths. Stay focused!”

“Air bag is a little slow. But that’s what these tests are for!”

“Talk about a recluse. He only comes out once a year, and he never catches any flak for it!”

“Probably lives up there to avoid the taxes.”

“No, forget that part. We’ll improvise.”

“Saving Christmas was a lousy ending. Way too commercial.”

“We’re gonna die! We’re gonna die! I’m going to throw up, and then I’m gonna die!”

“[Mommy], tell it to stop!”

“Almost lost my cool there.”

“It’s Santa! Go right back to sleep.”

“[He]’s planning a double-twisting interrupted forward-flying 2-and-a-half with a combo tuck and pike. High degree of difficulty.”

“Blasted water weight! Goes right to my hips.”

“Okay, fellas. Show time.”

“[Mr. Santa], what are you doing with our tree?”

“[Santa], what’s Christmas really about?”

“I know [he]’s mean and hairy and smelly. [His] hands might be cold and clammy. But I think [he]’s actually kind of sweet.”

“Nice kid. Bad judge of character.”

“Clearance sale. Everything must go.”

“That wasn’t so bad, was it, [Max]?”

“What an embarrassment! I’ve been robbed!”

“I wonder who could have done this.”

“But did anyone listen to me? No.”

“[Cindy], I hope you’re very proud of what you’ve done.”

“You’re glad. You’re glad everything is gone. You’re glad that [the Grinch] virtually wrecked…. No, not wrecked, pulverized Christmas. Is that what I’m hearing?”

“You can’t hurt Christmas, [Mr. Mayor], because it isn’t about the gifts or the contests or the fancy lights. That’s what [Cindy]’s been trying to tell everyone! And me. [She]’s been trying to tell me.”

“What’s wrong with you? This is a child!”

“[She]’s my child. And she happens to be right, by the way.”

“I don’t need anything more for Christmas than this right here, my family!”

“Now for the final note in my symphony of downright nasty not-niceness! The crescendo of my odious opus! The wailing and the gnashing of teeth. The bellowing of the bitterly bummed out! It’ll be like music to my ears!”

“Somehow or other, it came Just the same!”

“How could it be so? It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes or bags!”

“Maybe Christmas doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”

“Help me! I’m feeling!”

“What’s happening to me? I’m all toasty inside. And I’m leaking?”

“All right, that’s enough! Knock it off! beat it! Get out of here! One step at a time!

“Wait! This can’t happen! It shouldn’t! It couldn’t! It mustn’t! It wouldn’t! Not now, not then, not ever again!”

“What are you doing up there!?”

“I came to see you. No one should be alone on Christmas.”

“I got you, [Cindy Lou]!”

“Are you kiddin’? The sun is bright and the powder’s bitchin’!”

“Now scoot over! It’s my turn to drive!”

“Now you listen to me, [young] [lady]! Even if we’re horribly mangled there’ll be no sad faces on Christmas.”

“By the way, these lights match your outfit perfectly.”

“This could be more difficult to negotiate.”

“Out of the way! I have no insurance!”

“Run for your lives! Watch out, I can’t stop!”

“Aren’t you gonna cuff me? Put me in a choke hold? Blind me with pepper spray?”

“Sorry but my heart belongs to someone else.”

“Cheer up, dude. It’s Christmas.”

“There’s nothin’ like the holidays.”

“Too late! That’ll be mine.”