Krampus (I) (2015)
David Koechner: Howard
Jordan : We know you still believe in the big fat creeper!
Max : I don't know what you're talking about!
Stevie : [pulls up Max's letter to Santa] Are you sure about that?
Beth Engel : [Max tries to get his letter back; Beth stops him] Stop!
Stevie : [reading] "Dear Santa, I know I haven't been great this year and I'm sorry for that, but I was really hoping you can help out me and my family this Christmas. We need you!" Oh, Maxi Pad. That is so s...
Beth Engel : [stops him from getting his letter back] Stop, Max!
Stevie : Blah blah blah. Bullshit, bullshit. Ah, here we go, Maxi's wish list!
Beth Engel : Stevie, stop! That's enough!
Stevie : Wait, you're up first, Beth!
Stevie : "I wish me and Beth could hang out like we used to."
[Beth turns her head to Max]
Stevie : "Might've noticed that I don't have tons of friends."
[she pretends to feel sorry for him and Jordan mockingly smiles]
Stevie : Oh, no, really Max?
[Jordan laughs and she continues reading]
Stevie : "I wish my Mom and Dad could fall in love again."
[Tom and Howard look at each other]
Stevie : "I know they get upset a lot with Dad away from home so much. I think they really just miss each other."
Stevie : "Also, I wish things weren't so hard for Uncle Howard and Aunt Linda."
[Stevie and Linda look at each other]
Stevie : "So, maybe you can lend them a hand for the rest of the year."
[turns letter around as Howard and Linda look at each other]
Stevie : "And... and that..."
Stevie : Screw you, Dad does not wish we were boys!
Sarah Engel : [smilingly enters with carambola] Who wants carambola?
[Beth turns her head to Sarah and Sarah stops smiling on realizing the situation]
Max : [angrily gets off his chair to get his letter back] Give me the letter!
Tom : Hey! Max?
[Max fights with Stevie and Jordan with the adults talking in the background]
Howard : [pulls Stevie and Jordan back] All right, that's enough!
Tom : You okay? Honey!
Max : I just wanted Christmas to be like it used to be, but forget it! I hate Christmas! I hate all of you!
[angrily and tearfully runs up to his room]
Sarah Engel : Max? Max!
Aunt Dorothy : Oh, lay off of him!
[Max slams his bedroom door]
Aunt Dorothy : Kid deserves a prize for telling the truth!