Christmas must-see movies...

[TwistedGypsy]

OK, all this talk about Christmas Vacation makes me want to post some more quotes:

Bethany: Is your house on fire, Clark?
Clark: No, Aunt Bethany, those are the Christmas lights.

[Todd and Margo Chester, the Griswold's yuppie neighbors, appear.]
Todd: Hey Griswold. Where do you think you're gonna put a tree that big?
Clark: Bend over and I'll show you.
Todd: You've got a lot of nerve talking to me like that Griswold.
Clark: I wasn't talking to you.

Clark: Well I'm gonna park the cars and get the suit cases, and well, I'll be outside for the season.

Clark: Can I refill your eggnog for you? Get you something to eat? Drive you out to the middle of nowhere and leave you for dead?
Eddie: Naw, I'm doing just fine, Clark.

Clark: 'Tis the season to be merry.
Mary: That's my name.
Clark: No ****.

As an entourage of suits - lead by Clark's boss - passes by single file]
Clark: Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, kiss my ass. Kiss his ass. Kiss your ass. Happy Hanukkah

Ellen: What are you looking at?
Clark: Oh, the silent majesty of a winter's morn... the clean, cool chill of the holiday air... an asshole in his bathrobe, emptying a chemical toilet into my sewer...
[Eddie, in the driveway, is draining the RV's toilet.]
Eddie: ****ter was full.
Clark: Ah, yeah. You checked our ****ters, honey?
Ellen: Clark, please. He doesn't know any better.
Clark: He oughta know it's illegal. That's a storm sewer. If it fills with gas, I pity the person who lights a match within ten yards of it.

Eddie: I don't know if I oughta go sailin' down no hill with nothin' between the ground and my brains but a piece of government plastic.
Clark: Do you really think it matters, Eddie?

Eddie: You surprised to see us, Clark?
Clark: Oh, Eddie... If I woke up tomorrow with my head sewn to the carpet, I wouldn't be more surprised than I am now.

Margo: And why is the carpet wet, Todd?
Todd: I don't Know Margo. ( I can just hear him say that and it cracks me up)

Eddie: Every time Catherine would turn on the microwave, I'd piss my pants and forget who I was for about half an hour. ROTFLMAO!!

Ellen: Clark, I think it'd be best if everyone went home... before things get worse.
Clark: WORSE? How could things get any worse? Take a look around here, Ellen. We're at the threshold of hell.

Damn, that was a good laugh! I would have Chevy Chase's babies if I could. Sorry I got out of hand.
Brit