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We'll be known as the helpful store.

You remember the way the janitor was last New Year's?

I'm sure they will. I'll open my own office.

That's the one. He's a psychologist, you know?

We'll do that. Good night, R. H.

I get kind of tired just sweeping up dust.

My dear, if I lose this case, it's possible that you'll get your wish.

There's no point in signing.

Sometimes I wish I'd married a butcher or a plumber.

But you've got to be realistic and face facts.

-Are you a licensed psychiatrist? -None of your business.

I promised your mother you'd be in bed by 8:00.

The examination won't be worth a thing without the patient.

Yes. He'll just give you a little examination.

on July 26, 1776.

Well, I guess it's all right. I'll go on in, in a minute.

We request an immediate ruling,

I believe, I believe. It's silly, but I believe.

and they feel guilty.

Or drive a great big bus right down Fifth Avenue?

After all, he's an old man...

I don't think that's going to be enough. I better give you some...

I thought we'd say hello to Santa Claus.

Someday you'll find your way of facing this realistic world doesn't work.

With that man on the throne, my department will sell more toys than ever.

Yes, yes, dear. Many men have long beards like that.

I want a fire engine like the big ones, only smaller. It has a real hose

Get that costume.

Did I ask all right?

-Yes. -I thought so.

If you'll go this way, you'll miss a lot of traffic.

Dr. Pierce? He doesn't know. He's a general practitioner.

Surprise me? Macy's sending people to other stores? Are you kidding me?

Oh, come on now. Why don't you give me a chance?

I've been getting more and more worried about Christmas.

He hasn't got a thing.

He's crazy too.

Doesn't your mother ever sing to you at night?

I seen them write to Santa, North Pole and South Pole.

Pretending there's no virus? No, I just don't get it.

-You said this was cut and dried. -I didn't know about a protest.

Oh, well, the children mustn't feel very disappointed. Oh, well, the children mustn't feel very disappointed.

Not one competent, authoritative proof that this man is Santa Claus.

Let a judge handle it that isn't up for reelection.

that Christmas and I are getting lost in the shuffle.

This must be the turn here.

You go along Maplewood to Ashley.

-What shall I do with these? -Throw them on the floor.

It's cold A man's gotta do something to keep warm

-But, Your Honor... -Put them here on the desk.

I see she doesn't believe in Santa Claus either.

I'm sorry, the store isn't open...

I'm Simon, the new janitor.

"Age: Unknown." Old man, huh?

Mr. Macy will have us examined and fired.

-the way they commercialize Christmas. -Yeah, there's a lot of bad "-isms"

If I'm to win this case, I'll need public opinion, and plenty of it.

I think perhaps you're right.

-But I don't know how to be a monkey. -Sure you do. Here, I'll show you.

But you go ahead, Henry. You do it your way.

It's nothing to laugh about, Kris. It's pretty serious, he says.

I mean, why should we be bothered with all that stuff?

The burden of proof of this ridiculous contention rests with my opponent.

Thinking only of the welfare of the public.

the highest authority available.

How can I seriously rule that there is a Santa Claus?

-Good night. -Good night.

That three-men-in-a-tub float isn't big enough.

Jack and the Beanstalk.

No, he hasn't. Have you?

but I'll do my best.

That's a lot of nonsense! Dangerous, my foot!

There's something I'd like to show you.

And you'll find toys of all kinds at Macy's.

Every Chicago Cubs fan right now!

Psychologist my eye!

Don't worry, I've got the best lawyer in the world.

I don't get it.

Just think if Mr. Macy had seen the other one.

Henry, you're gonna be an awful popular fella.

-Where to? -Bellevue.

You haven't had time to be guilty of anything but overeating.

Get out before I have you thrown out.

Look at this. Telegrams, messages, telephone calls.

Every shopper in New York City thinks of Macy as a benevolent soul.