Act 1: Scene 7 Flashcards
EMILY: I swear if it’s those damn mormons again, I’m gonna punch them in the nose.
Hi Mom, I’m home!
POLICEMAN #1: Okay, bye Buddy.
Bye Jenny! Bye Doug! Thanks a whole lot. And Merry Christmas!
POLICEMAN #1 & #2: Merry Christmas!
I can stay here? Yay, I can stay here!
EMILY: Well, yes, but just for tonight. Then you’ll have to find a place of your own.
But I like it here.
Oh, wow, a model of a turbine wind machine!
MICHA: You know what it is?
Sure. I’ve built a few of them at Santa’s workshop.
MICHA: A few of them? How many?
Only about seven thousand. This one is kinda weird-looking. You’d never get Santa to okay it.
EMILY: So, you know Santa pretty well, do you?
Yes! Santa’s like, my best friend!
MICHA: You still believe in all that flying reindeer stuff?
No! Of course not. Santa hasn’t used reindeer for years and years. Ever since he got that nasty letter from the animal rights. Nowadays the sleigh is powered by Christmas Spirit alone. Which is a problem becasue of people like you. I mean, look at this place; no tinsel, no tree - have you even written your letter to Santa Claus yet?
MICHA: I’m gonna flunk if I can’t get this stupid science project working.
Tell you what, if you get into the Christmas Spirit and write that letter to Santa right now, I’ll fix your wind machine.
MICHA: You will? Well… okay, it’s a deal. Okay, Mom?
Okay, Mom?
MICHA: AND MICHA, TOO
All fixed!
EMILY: He’s stayin’ with us!
Hi, Dad!
MICHA: Look, Buddy fixed my wind machine!
See!
EMILY: You can sleep there. It has a futon.
A futon?
MICHA: It’s a kind of bed.
Oh! I thought it was a robot, like “I am futon”
“I am futon! I am futon!”