The Homecoming: A Christmas Story Page #3

It won't do you a speck of good.

How come?

How are you going

to get it to him?

He's clean up yonder

at the North Pole.

No letter's going to get

to the North Pole by tonight.

What'll I do,

John-Boy?

Well, you just give it

to me, honey.

I'll take it down

to the post office

and mail it special delivery.

I'm much obliged

to you, John-Boy.

What did you ask Santa Claus

to bring you,

honey?

One whole page

of the Sears

Roebuck Catalogue.

A whole page

of dolls.

Ben, I know

what you want.

A train set.

That's what

I thought.

What do you want, Jim-Bob?

A teddy bear.

Daddy said he'd speak

to Santa Claus about it.

I've been thinking

about writing to him myself.

JOHN-BOY:

Well, what are you

asking for, Jason?

( laughs )

Piano.

( groans )

Now, what is that for?

Everybody is so

ignorant around here.

What makes you

say that?

Believing in Santa Claus.

There's no such thing.

It's just something

Mama and Daddy made up.

I don't believe you.

That's because

you're ignorant.

Son, you're going to

be sorry you did that.

Well, now, you just want

to make something of it?

Yeah!

Stand up and fight like a man,

liver-bellied bully!

ERIN:

I'm going to tell

Mommy you said a bad

word, Mary Ellen.

I hope she washes your

mouth out with soap.

Little old mealymouthed thing.

I hope you get a bad cold

and sneeze your eyeballs loose.

Now, you want another swat,

Mary Ellen?

I'm not going to have anything

to do with any of you.

What's the

matter with

Mary Ellen?

Well, she's just crazy.

Everybody goes crazy

when they're 13.

The world is a big round ball.

8,000 miles

smack through the middle.

Walton's Mountain is just

a tiny speck on it!

Did you go crazy

when you were 13, John-Boy?

I didn't have time to.

I was too busy

looking after you children.

You ought to be

the youngest, like me.

Yeah, well, honey,

I got stuck

with being the oldest.

Nobody cares how I feel!

You know how

I feel right this minute?

Like if I breathed in

a whole lot of air,

I'd just bust

like a balloon, ker-pow!

ERIN:

John-Boy,

is the Depression

going to last forever?

Well, Mr. Hoover

says that prosperity

is just around the corner.

Did God make

the Depression?

Why, no.

It, uh, happened

in New York City.

Something they call

Wall Street... crashed,

and they had to close the banks,

and all of a sudden

there wasn't any more money.

I don't rightly

understand it myself.

MARY ELLEN:

When I grow up,

I'm going to marry a man

rich enough to buy me diamonds

and if a Depression comes along,

we'll just move away from it.

When I grow up,

I'm gonna marry a rich man

and have lots of babies.

I'm not gonna have any babies.

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