Bright Eyes1934

Joy Smythe:
What are you gonna get for Christmas? I'm gonna get a pink dollhouse with real furniture and a real piano and a tennis racket and a great big doll.

Shirley Blake:
I asked Santa Claus to bring me a doll.

Joy Smythe:
There ain't any Santa Claus!

Shirley Blake:
There is too!

Joy Smythe:
There is not! My psychoanalyst told me there ain't any Santa Claus or fairies or giants or anything like that.

Shirley Blake:
I'll bet you'd feel pretty bad tomorrow morning if you woke up and you didn't have any presents.

Joy Smythe:
Well, I won't. Wanna know why? 'Cause I already peeked in the closet and saw 'em.

Shirley Blake:
I don't care what you saw. There is a Santa Claus!

Joy Smythe:
There ain't!

Shirley Blake:
Mr. Smith, there is a Santa Claus, isn't there?

Uncle Ned Smith:
What did she say?

Shirley Blake:
She said there isn't.

Uncle Ned Smith:
Then there is.