Arthur Christmas Quote
Santa: [trying to operate the S-1 himself, denting it and jolting it violently, Flashing red lights flash all over the S-1's bridge]OK! 23 Mimosa Avenue, Trelew
Mrs. Santa: [Reading the manual]Reading up! There is no harm in using the manual
Santa: [Agitated, pressing buttons, levers and knobs all over the bridge causing the S-1 to rock and sway violently]Margaret! I Order you to DISEMBARK! It's not safe!
Mrs. Santa: [Trying to calm Santa]I did a microlight flying course on the internet! It can't be that different!
Santa: [Steve appears at the doors to the bridge]Oh! Steve!
Steve: [Santa accidentally leans on a lever and the S-1 jolts more violently]You've DENTED IT! You've taken it out without asking!
Mrs. Santa: [stabilizes the S-1]Malcolm, you told me he knew! You know how Steve feels about his S-1
Santa: [presses more buttons and levers causing it to rock and sway even more violently]It's MY S-1! S for Santa, I'm flying to this child!
Steve: Of course, she is all that matters, not me! Your SON! Not the Two Billion things I didn't write tonight! NOOOoooo!
Santa: This is about the pool table isn't it! I told you that you should have written to me!
Steve: [shouting]I was eight years old! You're my dad!
Mrs. Santa: [shouting]For Goodness sake!
Mrs. Santa: [slams her cup down on the controls]Arthur & Grandsanta are out there probably not wearing nearly enough layers of clothing and you two are bickering over a big red toy!
Santa: I'm... I'm not bickering! If Steven should just Stand back! [Activates the airbag]
S-1 Computer: [Airbag inflates]Airbag!
Santa: You drive, Steven? Thank you!
Steve: [puts on his S-1 gloves, fires up in the S-1]So! Since gift delivery to child 47785BXK is all that seems to matter, I'll do it all myself, and we'll pick up Arthur and Grandsanta
Mrs. Santa: [Reading the manual]Reading up! There is no harm in using the manual
Santa: [Agitated, pressing buttons, levers and knobs all over the bridge causing the S-1 to rock and sway violently]Margaret! I Order you to DISEMBARK! It's not safe!
Mrs. Santa: [Trying to calm Santa]I did a microlight flying course on the internet! It can't be that different!
Santa: [Steve appears at the doors to the bridge]Oh! Steve!
Steve: [Santa accidentally leans on a lever and the S-1 jolts more violently]You've DENTED IT! You've taken it out without asking!
Mrs. Santa: [stabilizes the S-1]Malcolm, you told me he knew! You know how Steve feels about his S-1
Santa: [presses more buttons and levers causing it to rock and sway even more violently]It's MY S-1! S for Santa, I'm flying to this child!
Steve: Of course, she is all that matters, not me! Your SON! Not the Two Billion things I didn't write tonight! NOOOoooo!
Santa: This is about the pool table isn't it! I told you that you should have written to me!
Steve: [shouting]I was eight years old! You're my dad!
Mrs. Santa: [shouting]For Goodness sake!
Mrs. Santa: [slams her cup down on the controls]Arthur & Grandsanta are out there probably not wearing nearly enough layers of clothing and you two are bickering over a big red toy!
Santa: I'm... I'm not bickering! If Steven should just Stand back! [Activates the airbag]
S-1 Computer: [Airbag inflates]Airbag!
Santa: You drive, Steven? Thank you!
Steve: [puts on his S-1 gloves, fires up in the S-1]So! Since gift delivery to child 47785BXK is all that seems to matter, I'll do it all myself, and we'll pick up Arthur and Grandsanta
Movie: Arthur Christmas
