Doc Hogg: Boy, I hope those reindeer have been workin' out. Okay, who's next?
Pip and Pop: We are!
Pop: (singing) We'd like a thousand clams
Doc Hogg: Clams...
Pip: (singing) And then a million clams
Doc Hogg: More clams.
Treelo: (singing) And Treelo wants something (babbles in Treeloese)
Doc Hogg: Something in yams?