Santa: You know, it's alright for you not to believe in me. It really is because the important thing is that I believe in you.
Eddie: What is that supposed to mean?
Santa: Well it means I care. That's all.
Eddie: Oh sure how comforting. I can smell the booze on you from here. What am I supposed to do? Jump up and down because some wino in a red suit tells me, he cares about me?
Santa: (yells) I do care!
Harry: Hey maybe a game of charades would be fun?
Santa: (yells) Laugh at me all you want. All of you disbelievers can laugh all you want but don't tell me I don't care. Don't anybody ever tell me I don't care. (he collapses on the ground)