Charlie: It is Santa. You killed him.

Scott: What's that?
Charlie: I don't know. I think it's the north pole.
Scott: That's the north pole?!

Elf: You are. I'm not a kid. I have pointy shoes older than you.

Bernard: Hey who's causin all the trouble here?
Scott/Elf: She/He is.
Bernard: Excuse me are we on a coffee break?
Elf: We don't drink coffee.
Bernard: Then I guess the break's over.

Scott: You know I must say - you look pretty good for your age.
Judy: Thanks but I'm seeing someone in wrappping.

One flying elf: Elves with attitude

One flying elf: Tinsle. Not just for decorating.