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: Mom, the TV's broken. What are we gonna do all night? Connie Chasseur
: Celebrate the birth of Christ!
: Sit down, Connie. Connie Chasseur
: Excuse me, but I am not one of your patients. Gus
: You're gonna be somebody's patient if you don't get your ass back down in that chair. John Chasseur
: Wow! Gus
: I swear to God, you hit that kid one more time and I will stik that pig's head right up your ass! Connie Chasseur
: Gary, are you gonna let him talk to me like that? Gary Chasseur
: Well, he is a doctor.
: Caroline? Why don't you eat something? Caroline
] Loyd? Why don't you eat me? Connie Chasseur
: Kids, go to into the den. This not a conversation for children. Rose Chasseur
: It is not an apprioprate conversation for adults either. Gus
: Where are you going? Rose Chasseur
: To the living room. To leave you to your quilting. I be there to open presents. If my plans change I will contact you. Lloyd
: Why don't we all go into the living room, we'll have our drink and deserts in there. Caroline
: [to Loyd
] Phoney Bastard! Gus
: Caroline, shut up. Connie Chasseur
: Let's all go to the den... Gus
: Sit down Connie sit. Connie Chasseur
: Excuse me, I am not one of you patients. Gus
: You're going to be somebody's patient if you don't get your ass back down in that chair.
: Caroline and Loyd, will get the coffee and deserts then we'll be opening presents. Connie Chasseur
: We can't open presents til midnight. Gus
: Why not? Connie Chasseur
: Because it's not Christmas until midnight! Gus
: We'll be changing the rules, a little bit. We are opening the presents now. Not later, now. Why? We're adults, and we can open our presents, WHENEVER WE WANT!
: [with a gun to Rose's head
] All right. Everybody into the den, or I'll shoot her. Connie Chasseur
: Go ahead. Shoot her. Gus
: Shut up! Get in the den!
: Who would catch a criminal, and then let him go free? Mary Chasseur
: I'm sorry but I have had it! I have never heard of such a Christmas! Sex... and drugs... an-an-and women being set on fire!
: The spirit of Christmas is either you're good or you're punished and you burn in hell.
: [Murray hangs the phone up just as Gus answers
] He hung up. Caroline
: Well, he sounded upset. Gus
: He should be. He's going to die a horrible fucking death. Connie Chasseur
: [from downstairs, in a whiny tone
] Caroline... Caroline
: Speaking of which.
: Gary, get me my bags! Connie Chasseur
: Oh, get them yourself! He's not your errand-boy! Rose Chasseur
: Has everyone gone nuts? Who the hell do you think you are? Connie Chasseur
: Slipper socks! Medium!
: [the family is at a restaurant before they arrive
] Eat up, kids. Heaven knows what we'll get at Aunt Caroline's. John Chasseur
] I hope they get in another fight this year. Their fights are bitchin!