1:19:09
Gone.
1:19:15
Oh, my God.
1:19:20
What happened to you?
1:19:34
Where do you think you're going?
Nobody's leaving.
1:19:37
Nobody walks out
on this old-fashioned family Christmas.
1:19:40
No, we're all in this together.
1:19:42
This is a full-blown,
four-alarm holiday emergency.
1:19:45
We're going to press on
and have the happiest Christmas...
1:19:49
...since Bing Crosby tap-danced
with Danny fucking Kaye.
1:19:51
And when Santa squeezes
his fat, white ass down the chimney...
1:19:54
...he's gonna find the jolliest bunch
of assholes this side of the nuthouse.
1:19:58
You're goofy.
1:20:00
Don't piss me off, Art.
1:20:03
- It's over.
- Not according to Santa's watch, it isn't.
1:20:06
Stay out of this, Dad.
1:20:07
Clark, I think it's best
if everyone just goes home.
1:20:10
Before things get worse.
1:20:12
Worse?! How could they get any worse?
1:20:15
Look around you, Ellen.
We're at the threshold of hell!
1:20:36
Son.
1:20:39
I love you. We all love you.
1:20:41
But this is a terrible night.
Nothing's gone right. It's a disaster.
1:20:45
But losing your temper
only makes things worse.
1:20:48
You're too good a father to act like this.
1:20:53
In years to come, you'll want your family
to remember all the love you gave us...
1:20:58
...and how hard you tried
to make the perfect Christmas.