- Dingle: Wiggle my ears and tickle my toes, methinks I see a baby's nose! It's more than a nose. There's a whole baby attached to it. Better call my brothers! Wingle! Bingle! Tingle! Zingle!
- Zingle: What is it, Dingle?
- Wingle: It's a baby, Zingle.
- Tingle: A baby what, Wingle?
- Bingle: A baby baby, Tingle.
- Dingle: I like babies, Bingle.
- Bingle: Our baby's the best baby of them all, Wingle.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: I hate toys! And toys hate me! Either they are going or I am going! And I am certainly not going, Grimsley.
- [when Santa's reindeer are first introduced]
- Narrator: I'll bet you know their names.
- Children: Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen!
- [silhouette of ninth reindeer appears]
- Child #2: Don't forget...
- [reindeer's nose blinks red, revealing it to be Rudolph]
- Narrator: No, that's another story.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Stop! In the name of the law! You brats are under arrest! Take them away.
- Kris: Don't arrest those children. It was my fault. I gave them the toys.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: You? How dare you! You are obviously a nonconformist and a rebel!
- Kris: Me? Rebel?
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Arrest this man immediately!
- Kris: [pulls out a toy] For you.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: [sputters] A yo-yo? I love yo-yos! I used to be able to do all kinds of tricks! Ooh wheeeeeeeeee! Hoo hoo hoo hoo!
- [plays with the yo-yo]
- Grimsley: Excuse me, sir, but you're breaking your own laws.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: What? What are you saying?
- [sputtering]
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Ooohh, I have been bamboozled! Arrest him! Arrest him!
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Toys are hereby declared illegal, immoral, unlawful AND anyone found with a toy in his possession will be placed under arrest and thrown in the dungeon!
- Grimsley: Herr Burgermeister! Herr Burgermeister! Look what was discovered on your front stoop.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: What? What, Grimsley? The milk? The daily paper?
- Grimsley: No, sir, a baby.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Oh, is that all?
- [gasps and chokes]
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: A *baby*?
- Grimsley: And there's a note: "Please, sir, take care of my child and protect him from the dangers of the Mountain of the Whispering Winds. He will be exceptional if only given the love he needs."
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: I, Burgermeister Meisterburger, take care of a baby? Outrageous! What's his name?
- Grimsley: This is the only clue, sir. It says, "Claus".
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Ah, take the little, uh, baggage to the orphan asylum. That's the proper place for foundlings anyway.
- [the baby cries]
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: [shouting] GET THAT BRAT OUT OF HERE!
- [the "World News" report from Movie News: "Children Prepare for Santa"]
- Newscaster: [first lines; reporting] Today, children everywhere are making preparations for an event of world shaking significance: the annual visit of Santa Claus. Informed sources report that legions of junior citizens are making monumental efforts not to cry and not to pout. Meanwhile, letters by the thousands have been flooding postal facilities at the North Pole.
- Jessica: Oh, Mr. Warlock!
- Winter: Uh, Winter, please.
- Jessica: You must help me stop Kris. Please, use your magic.
- Winter: Oh... alas, I've been... disenchanted. I have no more powers. I can't even do card tricks.
- Jessica: Oh! That's terrible! What shall we do?
- Grimsley: Nobody is going to do anything! You are all under arrest for defying the law and making toys! And for being an accomplice to Public Enemy Number One: Kris Kringle!
- Narrator: And that is the story of Santa Claus.
- Little Girl: He's so wonderful. Everybody must love him.
- Narrator: Well, most everybody. Oh, he's not considered an outlaw any more. But there still are some...
- Ebenezer Scrooge: Eh, bah, humbug.
- Disgruntled Retailer: Christmas is a bother. The noise, the crowd. I really wish it were outlawed.
- Businessman: How can they talk about Santa Claus when there is so much unhappiness in the world?
- Narrator: Poor, misguided folks. They missed the whole point. Lots of unhappiness? Maybe so. But doesn't Santa take a little bit of that unhappiness away? Doesn't a smile on Christmas morning scratch out a tear cried on a sadder day? Not much, maybe. But what would happen if we all tried to be like Santa and learned to give as only he can give: of ourselves, our talents, our love and our hearts? Maybe we could all learn Santa's beautiful lesson and maybe there would finally be peace on Earth and good will toward men. Hey, it's getting late, and I've got these letters to deliver. You better be getting home, too. And remember: behave yourselves, because Santa can still look into his magic snowball and see just what you're up to. And now that you know all about him, you can be darn sure that come snow or high water...
- Narrator: [starts singing] Santa Claus is comin' to town!
- Narrator: So you want to know all about Santa, huh? Best place to start is at the very beginning, when Santa was just a little baby.
- Little Girl: You mean Santa was once... a baby?
- Narrator: Of course! Everybody has to be a baby at least once in their lives. Now this was years and years ago. Oh, way back.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: This is outrageous! Toys! Toys everywhere! What sort of criminal is this Kringle, sneaking into houses at night? I hereby decree that all the town's doors and windows be locked tight against this prowler!
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: [singing] It's a difficult responsibility / That you accept from the number one lawmaker, me / Have it known throughout the land from sea to sea / There'll be no more toymakers to the king.
- Tanta Kringle: A baby! What a splendid idea. He shall live with us and sleep with us and drink warm cocoa with us.
- Kris: Look, uh, before you do me in, would you tell your tree friends to let me loose for a second? You see, I have something for you.
- Winter: What is this? A trick?
- Kris: Oh, no sir, Mr. Warlock. Or, may I call you Winter?
- Winter: Mr. Warlock if you please!
- Kris: Oh. Well, I managed to save one little toy and I'd like you to have it.
- Winter: You wish to give me... a present? A... a toy?
- Kris: Yes, sir.
- Winter: But, no one ever gives mean old Warlock a toy.
- Jessica: Herr Burgermeister, please, you must set Kris and the little Kringles free.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: [laughing] Set them free? Never!
- Jessica: I promise they'll never disturb you again.
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Bah! What good are your promises? Good-bye, good luck, and good riddance.
- Winter: [Escaping on flying reindeer] Well! I still have a little magic! Ah-ha-ho! I'm not such a loser after all!
- Kris: It turned into quite a proposition. I can hardly keep up with the orders. I'm afraid I'm going to have to limits my journeys to... to one a year. But on which night should I go out? I wonder...
- [the mail vehicle approaches when the wheels were bumped and snow fell on top]
- Narrator: Doggone thing always conks out when you... Well, hello there! My name's Special Delivery Kluger, S.D. for short. Oh, I've got lots of letters for Santa today, and every year, they're the same. Some ask for toys, but a lot ask questions. Like, you take this one. I bet one of you wrote it.
- Child: Dear Santa, why do you wear a red suit?
- Narrator: I thought so. And this one...
- Child: My turn. Dear Santa, why do you come down the chimney when I'm asleep?
- Narrator: How about these?
- Child: Why do you have whiskers?
- Child: Why do you live at the North Pole?
- Child: Why do you leave presents?
- Child: Why do you always come on Christmas Eve?
- Child: Why do some people call you Kris Kringle?
- Child, Child, Child, Child: Why? Why?
- Narrator: Now, hold on, hold on! I can answer all your questions because I know everything about Santa. Now, Santa is a busy man. He has no time to play. He's got millions and millions of stockings to fill on Christmas day. So you'd better write your letter now and mail it right away, because he's getting ready with his reindeers and his sleigh.
- Narrator: [singing] So... you better watch out / You better not cry / You better not pout / I'm telling you why
- Kris: [after hearing the Burgermeister has outlawed toys] Gee, that's kind of a silly law.
- Jessica: If the Burgermeister saw you, we would all be in great danger.
- Kris: [his eyes widen] In danger from toys? Why, that's the silliest thing I ever heard.
- Jessica: Toys are frivolous, impractical, unproductive, and...
- [Kris reaches into his sack and shows her a doll]
- Jessica: What's that?
- Kris: For you.
- [she takes it from him]
- Jessica: A China doll? I always wanted one when I was a little girl but my parents wouldn't...
- [kisses the doll]
- Jessica: Oh, thank you, I mean..
- Kris: Watch out for that dolly, she's a hardened criminal I hear.
- [winks]
- Jessica: Well, maybe it is a silly law, uh I mean...
- Kris: Well, what do you say you help me hand out these presents, huh? It's too big a job for one oversized Kringle and a little lost penguin.
- [laughs]
- Burgermeister Meisterburger: Children of Sombertown, you will never, never play again!
- [burns all of the toys with a torch and the children crying]