Where do you think you’re going? Nobody’s leaving. Nobody’s walking out on this fun, old-fashioned family Christmas. No, no, we’re all in this together. This is a full-blown, four-alarm holiday emergency here. We’re gonna press on and we’re gonna have the hap-hap-happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny fucking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white ass down that chimney tonight, he’s gonna find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse.
National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (dir. Jeremiah S. Chechik, 1989)
“Ok, ok. Now make them cry. But, ‘happy’ cry. Now make them all make fun of the blonde one. Now make them all do it on the table. I can’t believe you created a whole show for me! Now cancel it! Ok, now put it back on. Haha!”