Santa Claus: What is all this?
Dooley: They're Christmas toys, waiting for you.
Santa Claus: What have they got to do with me?
Dooley: You're going to give them, to your children. You have all the children of the world.
Santa Claus: I won't live long enough for that.
Dooley: Both of you will live forever.
Nostalgia Critic: Um, am I the only one who finds this a little threatening at times? I mean, granted these people did save them from death, but then they're like...
Nostalgia Critic: [as Dooley] You live here now.
Nostalgia Critic: [as Santa Claus] What?
Nostalgia Critic: [as Dooley] You deliver toys for all eternity.
Nostalgia Critic: [as Santa Claus] I didn't agree to this.
Nostalgia Critic: [as Dooley] You will live forever.
Nostalgia Critic: [as Santa Claus] I have some questions about all this.
Nostalgia Critic: [as Dooley] Or we could throw you out in the snow to die. Would you like that better?
Nostalgia Critic: [as Santa Claus] No.
Nostalgia Critic: [as Dooley] Alright then. Get to work, Slave. We're not paying you anything.