Miracle on 34th Street (1994)
Susan Walker: Would it please the court if I gave you your Christmas card? I don't think I'll see you again. Unless I get arrested which is highly unlikely because it's Christmas Eve and I'm going to bed uncharacteristically early.
Grandson: Ask him. Ask him. Look at him, Grandpa. Ask him.
Judge Henry Harper: Uh, I'm sorry. He, uh he thinks you're Santa Claus.
[Kris Kringle and Judge Harper laugh]
Kris Kringle: [quietly to Harper's grandson] I am.
Kris Kringle: Merry Christmas.
Dorey Walker: Are you still coming to dinner?
Bryan Bedford: Am I still invited?
Dorey Walker: Would you be our Santa Claus?
Kris Kringle: Uh, me?
Dorey Walker: Well, do you have any experience?
Kris Kringle: Well just a little.
Kris Kringle: Well, I would greatly like to oblige, Mr. Collins, but I cannot make this reindeer fly.
Ed Collins: I didn't think so.
Kris Kringle: He only flies on Christmas Eve.
Dorey Walker: Susan.
Susan Walker: What?
Dorey Walker: What else did you ask Mr. Kringle for?
Susan Walker: A baby brother. See ya.
Judge Henry Harper: Mr. Collins, would you like to cross examine
Judge Henry Harper: your wife?
Kris Kringle: Mr. Collins, I hope you've taken down that old TV antenna. I ripped my pants on it last year.
[Judge Harper's grandson realizes that he had just met Kris Kringle]
Grandson: Nuts. I should have got his autograph.
[to Judge Harper, after testifying in court]
Daniel: Do I have to go to jail now?
Orderly: This guy ain't dangerous. He may be off his rails a bit, but he ain't nothing. And if he wants to call himself Santa Claus, then God bless him.
C.F. Cole: We invite you to ask yourself this one simple question: Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Bryan Bedford: Your Honor, a lot of people believe in Mr. Kringle. Including millions of children. If you rule against him, you won't destroy anyone's belief but you will destroy the man they believe in. Mr. Kringle is not concerned for himself, if he was he wouldn't be here. He is in this regrettable positon because he is willing to sacrifice himself for children. To create in their minds a world far better than the one we've made for them. If this is, as Mr. Collins suggests, a masquerade then Mr. Kringle is eager to forfeit his freedom to preserve that masquerade. To subject himself to prosecution to protect the children's right to believe. If this court finds that Mr. Kringle is not who he says he is, that there is no Santa, I ask the court to judge which is worse: A lie that draws a smile or a truth that draws a tear.
[Bryan and Dorey are at the altar]
Priest: Are you ready?
Dorey Walker: For what?
Priest: To get married.
Susan Walker: I can't sleep.
Dorey Walker: What's on your mind?
Susan Walker: Santa Claus.
Dorey Walker: Mr. Kringle? What about him?
Susan Walker: He talked sign language with a kid today.
Dorey Walker: That was considerate of him.
Susan Walker: He looks like every picture of Santa Claus I've ever seen.
Dorey Walker: I know. That's why I hired him.
Bryan Bedford: [pointing toward Ed Collins] Well, tell me something, Daniel could that man be Santa Claus?
Bryan Bedford: Why not?
Daniel: 'Cause Santa don't got a grumpy face.
Dorey Walker: Susan, there is something I have to tell you.
Bryan Bedford: Merry Christmas.
Dorey Walker: I don't care what you asked Mr. Kringle for. Susan, that is not why we're going to the house.
Susan Walker: We're going to the cataloged house, right? That's the house I told him I wanted. I showed him a picture of it and he took it and he said he would get for me.
Bryan Bedford: Well, a house is a pretty big gift, Susan.
Susan Walker: That's what Mr. Kringle said.
Dorey Walker: Honey, we are going to the house because it snowed. And it's very pretty. And because Mr. Shellhamer wants to take photographs for next years Christmas catalog. Which, I think, is awfully bold of him. It is a holiday.
Susan Walker: That's just an excuse. Mr. Kringle did all this. I'm very sorry Mother, you have it perfectly wrong.
Susan Walker: This is the house I asked Kris for, and he got me a dad, and the third thing I'll just have to wait for.
Kris Kringle: Hi Judge, how is the grandson of yours?
[Harper gets shocked]
Kris Kringle: The parade? He thought I looked like Santa Claus.
Judge Henry Harper: Oh yeah.
Bailiff: Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?
Kris Kringle: Yes, but don't I put my hand on a Bible?
Bailiff: No, sir, you don't.
Kris Kringle: Well, I'll put my hand on my heart instead. I do.
Kris Kringle: You think I'm a fraud, don't you?
Dorey Walker: Fraud is a bit too strong of a word.
Kris Kringle: But you don't believe in me.
Dorey Walker: I believe that Christmas is for children.
Kris Kringle: Well your daughter doesn't believe in me, either.
Dorey Walker: I don't think that there's any harm in not believing in a figure that many do acknowledge to be a fiction.
Kris Kringle: Oh, but there is. I'm not just a whimsical figure who wears a charming suit and affects a jolly demeanor. You know, I I I'm a symbol. I'm a symbol of the human ability to be able to suppress the selfish and hateful tendencies that rule the major part of our lives. If you can't believe, if you can't accept anything on faith, then you're doomed for a life dominated by doubt.