A Christmas Story - The Consequences of a Holiday Wish
Ralphie:
Ok, Black Bart now you get yours!
Ralphie (as an adult): [narrating]
Oh, my God! I shot my eye out!
Santa Claus: [in Ralphie's head]
You'll shoot your eye out, kid.
Mrs. Parker and Miss Shields: [in Ralphie's head with a sing-song]
You'll shoot your eye out! You'll shoot your eye out!
Santa Claus: [in Ralphie's head; at the same time]
Ho ho ho!
Mrs. Parker: [from the kitchen while she's working on the turkey]
Ralphie, you be careful out there! Don't shoot your eye out!
Ralphie (as an adult): [narrating; Removes his fingers and just sees blood.]
She hadn't seen! She didn't know! My eye's all right. The BB must've hit my glasses. My glasses! Oh, no! Where are my glasses?! Few things brought such swift and terrible retribution on a kid as a pair of busted glasses.
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A Christmas Story - Unexpected Response to Santa's Gift Suggestion
Santa Claus:
How about a nice, uh... football?
Ralphie: [As narrator]
Football? What's a football? Without conscious will my voice squeaked out "football".
Santa Claus:
Okay, get him out of here.
Ralphie: [As narrator]
A football!? Oh, no! What was I doing!? Wake up, stupid! Wake up!
Ralphie: [As child; climbs back up exit slide; smiles hopefully at Santa]
NO! No, no; I want an official Red Ryder carbine action 200-shot-range model air rifle!
Santa Claus:
You'll shoot your eye out, kid. Merry Christmas. Ho. Ho. Ho.
Ralphie: [smile fades to shock as Santa pushes Ralphie down the exit slide]
NOOOOOO!!
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