Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

...and Nancy Tanaka, age 12."
- Don't you believe that I'm Santa Claus? - Oh, I do. I mean, I would like to.
- And badges. - Sure. However...
And as a judge, I think we could settle this matter quickly and equitably...
...I am Santa Claus.
Now, watch. Now, I shuffle up my hands.
You're my defense attorney.
- Eddie. Eddie what? - Cleaver.
Okay, you two.
He cares for you. Mary cares for you. I care for you.
He passes what on?
Denied, but the court sympathizes, Mr. Prosecutor. What's the story?
Oh, judge, don't get angry at him. He's not a bad boy.
- Mary. - Enough with the names already.
You can laugh at me all you want.
- How did you know my name? - A lot of things I know about you.
That's all.
Take care, Santa.
And believe me, boy, Rudolph didn't like that one little bit.
That's crazy.
Other people just tell lies. You live them.
Oh, yeah. It's great.