Charlie Brown: I guess you were right, Linus. I shouldn't have picked this little tree. Everything I do turns into a disaster. I guess I really don't know what Christmas is all about. Charlie Brown: Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about? Linus Van Pelt: Sure, Charlie Brown, I can tell you what Christmas is all about. Linus Van Pelt: Lights, please. Linus Van Pelt: "And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, 'Fear not: " Linus Van Pelt: "for behold, I bring unto you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the City of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.' And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.'" Linus Van Pelt: That's what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.
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Charlie Brown: I guess you were right, Linus. I shouldn't have picked this little tree. Everything I do turns into a disaster. I guess I really don't know what Christmas is all about. Charlie Brown: Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about? Linus Van Pelt: Sure, Charlie Brown, I can tell you what Christmas is all about. Linus Van Pelt: Lights, please. Linus Van Pelt: "And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, 'Fear not: " Linus Van Pelt: "for behold, I bring unto you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the City of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.' And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God, and saying, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.'" Linus Van Pelt: That's what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.
Linus Van Pelt: I never thought it was such a bad little tree. Linus Van Pelt: It's not bad at all, really. Linus Van Pelt: Maybe it just needs a little love.
Sally: I've been looking for you, big brother. Will you please write a letter to Santa Claus for me? Charlie Brown: Well, I don't have much time. I'm supposed to get down to the school auditorium to direct a Christmas play. Sally: You write it and I'll tell you what I want to say. Charlie Brown: Okay, shoot. Sally: Dear Santa Claus, How have you been? Did you have a nice summer? Sally: How is your wife? I have been extra good this year, so I have a long list of presents that I want. Charlie Brown: Oh brother. Sally: Please note the size and color of each item, and send as many as possible. If it seems too complicated, make it easy on yourself: just send money. How about tens and twenties? Charlie Brown: TENS AND TWENTIES? Oh, even my baby sister! Sally: All I want is what I... I have coming to me. All I want is my fair share.
Charlie Brown: Thanks for the Christmas card you sent me, Violet. Violet: I didn't send you a Christmas card, Charlie Brown. Charlie Brown: Don't you know sarcasm when you hear it?
Lucy Van Pelt: Linus, you've *got* to get rid of that stupid blanket, and here, memorize these lines. Linus Van Pelt: I can't memorize these lines. This is ridiculous. Lucy Van Pelt: Memorize it and be ready to recite when your cue comes. Linus Van Pelt: I can't memorize something like this so quickly. Why should I be put through such agony? Give me one good reason why I should memorize this. Lucy Van Pelt: I'll give you five good reasons. Lucy Van Pelt: One, two, three, four, FIVE! Linus Van Pelt: Those are good reasons. Christmas is not only getting too commercial, it's getting too dangerous. Lucy Van Pelt: And get rid of that stupid blanket! What's a Christmas shepherd gonna look like holding a stupid blanket like *that*? Linus Van Pelt: Well, this is one Christmas shepherd who's going to keep his trusty blanket with him. Linus Van Pelt: See, you wouldn't hurt an innocent shepherd, would you?
Everyone: Merry Christmas, Charlie Brown!
Lucy Van Pelt: You think you're so smart with that blanket. What are you going to do with it when you grow up? Linus Van Pelt: Maybe I'll make it into a sport coat.
Charlie Brown: I've killed it. Oh! Everything I touch gets ruined.
Charlie Brown: Look, let's rehearse the scene at the inn. Frieda... Frieda: I can't go on, there's too much dust. It's taking the curl out of my naturally curly hair. Charlie Brown: Don't think of it as dust. Think of it as maybe the soil of some great past civilization. Maybe the soil of ancient Babylon. It staggers the imagination. He may be carrying soil that was trod upon by Solomon, or even Nebuchudnezzar. Pig-Pen: Sort of makes you want to treat me with more respect, doesn't it? Frieda: You're an absolute mess. Just look at yourself. Pig-Pen: On the contrary, I didn't think I looked THAT good.
Linus Van Pelt: Gee, do they still make wooden Christmas trees? Charlie Brown: This little green one here seems to need a home. Linus Van Pelt: I don't know, Charlie Brown. Remember what Lucy said? This doesn't seem to fit the modern spirit. Charlie Brown: I don't care. We'll decorate it and it'll be just right for our play. Besides, I think it needs me.
Charlie Brown: Pig-Pen, you're the only person I know who can raise a cloud of dust in a snowstorm.
Charlie Brown: Actually, Lucy, my trouble is Christmas. I just don't understand it. Instead of feeling happy, I feel sort of let down. Lucy Van Pelt: You need involvement. You'll need to get involved in some real Christmas project. How would you like to be the director of our Christmas play? Charlie Brown: *Me?* You want *me* to be the director of the Christmas play?
Shermy: Every Christmas it's the same. I always end up playing a shepherd.
Charlie Brown: Sally, come here. Linus Van Pelt: What do you want her for? Charlie Brown: She's gonna be your wife. Linus Van Pelt: Good grief. Sally: Isn't he the cutest thing? Sally: He has the nicest sense of humor.
Lucy Van Pelt: Get the biggest aluminum tree you can find, Charlie Brown, maybe painted pink.
Lucy Van Pelt: You're the innkeeper's wife. Frieda: Do innkeeper's wives have naturally curly hair?
Lucy Van Pelt: Pig-Pen, you're the innkeeper. Pig-Pen: In spite of my outward appearance, I shall try to run a neat inn.
Lucy Van Pelt: All right. Quiet everybody. Our director will be here any minute, and we'll start rehearsal. Patty: Director? What director? Lucy Van Pelt: Charlie Brown. Violet: Oh no! We're doomed! Patty: This will be the worst Christmas play ever.
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