[the Anderson family are trapped at an abandoned mountain lodge on Christmas Eve]
Betty 'Princess' Anderson: We've got to get back. If I don't go to the Christmas party, I'll die!
James 'Jim' Anderson: Well, don't do it out here. Wait until you get inside where it's warmer.
Margaret Anderson: Do you happen to have a truck that can pull our car out or know someone who has one?
Nick: No ma'am, I don't. Won't do no good anyway. Driftin' might stout out there tonight.
Margaret Anderson: We've got to get home or we won't have any Christmas!
Nick: No? Well now, did you ever think of this? It's Christmas up here, too.
Nick: What's your name, son?
James 'Bud' Anderson Jr.: Bud, sir.
Nick: Bud, sir. Good straight-forward name, son.
James 'Bud' Anderson Jr.: What's yours?
Nick: Mine? Mine's Nick - or it's Old Nick or it's That Old Man. The name's a label, but the label isn't the important thing - it's what's inside the package that counts.
Nick: Do you know what's going to happen tonight? A big, beautiful Christmas tree is going to grow up right through the floor about right over there.
Kathy 'Kitten' Anderson: Honest?
Nick: Honest injun. Scout's honor.
Kathy 'Kitten' Anderson: Are you a boy scout, too?
Nick: Tonight, Kathy, I'm everybody.
Kathy 'Kitten' Anderson: Huh?
Nick: I'm a man; I'm a little boy. I'm a father; I'm an uncle, a friend and a stranger - and I'm rich because you're my friend - and because I own tonight.
Les Turner: How come a smart old coot like you gave yourself away? You knew that smoke in the chimney would lead me right to you.
Nick: Yeah, sure, but you gotta take a chance when you're lonely.
Les Turner: You're lonely?
Nick: Being alone ain't what makes a man lonely. That's just times when a man needs more. You take like... like Christmas Eve.