Wes Kringle: (on finding out his wife slept with another man) How could you do that, Joy?
Joy Kringle: He paid me some goddamn attention, Wes! After the doctors told us your sperm wasn't viable, you just jumped headlong into the whole Santa thing and all the little brats that worshipped you. And it was all about them and your career and I got a little lonely. I couldn't talk to you. I still can't.