If Reggie's ornament was one of a kind and hand-painted, how come the store's display tree had one of those?
The lyrics to the Christmas music that annoys Becker:
Christmas is a time for sharing/Christmas is a time for caring/If you believe in Christmas things,/You'll know the joy that Christmas brings."
Sara: I've collected the most toys. Seven years in a row.
Reggie: I know, you told me… Seven years in a row.
Jake: Since when did you get involved in the toy drive?
Reggie: Since I decided that my sole purpose in life is to crush her like a bug.
Reggie: It's an angel blowing a trumpet.
Becker: Looks more like Liberace drinking a martini.
Jake: Merry Christmas, or should I just go screw myself?
Becker: No, relax, I've reached a non-aggression pact with the holidays.
Becker (On his way into the diner): Oh, come on, lady, a santa suit on a poodle?!?!? That just demeans the dog and you! Mostly you! The least you could do is pick up his little presents!
Becker: I hate Christmas.
Kid: (pointing to Becker in the store's display) Mommy, I don't like that scary toy. That mean Mr. Angry Head!
Becker: It's Doctor Angry Head!
John (to Linda): You're old enough to realize how much holidays suck.
Reggie: Can you give kids used toys?
Bob: Reg, they're orphans. If they don't mind used parents, they're not gonna mind used toys.
John Becker: Look, Santa, the traditional greeting is "Ho ho ho." If a pretty girl walks by and you just say "ho," she has every right to deck you.
Linda: Hey, Margaret, did I mention that outfit looks really great on you?
Margaret: What do you want, Linda?
Linda: You're right, that was an obvious lie.