Mr. Shellhammer: But... but maybe he's only a little crazy like painters or composers or... or some of those men in Washington.
Susan: I believe... I believe... It's silly, but I believe.
Alfred, Macy janitor: Yeah, there's a lot of bad 'isms' floatin' around this world, but one of the worst is commercialism. Make a buck, make a buck. Even in Brooklyn it's the same - don't care what Christmas stands for, just make a buck, make a buck.
Kris Kringle: Oh, Christmas isn't just a day, it's a frame of mind... and that's what's been changing. That's why I'm glad I'm here, maybe I can do something about it.
Fred Gailey: Your Honor, every one of these letters is addressed to Santa Claus. The Post Office has delivered them. Therefore the Post Office Department, a branch of the Federal Governent, recognizes this man Kris Kringle to be the one and only Sant...
Fred Gailey: I must be a pretty good lawyer. I took a little old man and proved to the world that... [looks off screen] Doris: [sees a cane resting on the wall] Oh no, it can't be. It must have been left by the people who moved out. Fred Gailey: Mayb...
Fred Gailey: Faith is believing when common sense tells you not to. Don't you see? It's not just Kris that's on trial, it's everything he stands for. It's kindness and joy and love and all the other intangibles.
Fred Gailey: Look Doris, someday you're going to find that your way of facing this realistic world just doesn't work. And when you do, don't overlook those lovely intangibles. You'll discover those are the only things that are worthwhile.
Doris: Would you please tell her that you're not really Santa Claus, that actually is no such person? Kris Kringle: Well, I hate to disagree with you, but not only IS there such a person, but here I am to prove it.
Fred: That baseball player sure looks like a giant to me. Susan: Sometimes people grow very large, but that's abnormal. Fred: I'll bet your mother told you that, too.
[Doris is trying to convince Susan there is no Santa Claus] Susan Walker: But when he spoke Dutch to that girl... Doris Walker: Susan, I speak French, but that doesn't make me Joan of Arc.
Susan Walker: If you're really Santa Claus, you can get it for me. And if you can't, you're only a nice man with a white beard like mother says.
Susan Walker: You mean it's like, 'If at first you don't succeed, try, try again.' Doris Walker: Yes. Susan Walker: I thought so.
Susan Walker: There's no such thing as giants. Fred Gailey: What about the one Jack killed? Susan Walker: Jack? Jack who? Fred Gailey: Jack from "Jack and the Beanstalk". Susan Walker: I never heard of that. Fred Gailey: Sure you have. You must have ...
Mr. R. H. Macy: [to Sawyer] "Psychologist". Where'd you graduate from, a correspondence school? [starts to walk away, then turns back to Sawyer] Mr. R. H. Macy: You're fired.
Fred Gailey: Is it true that you're the owner of one of the biggest department stores in New York City? Mr. R. H. Macy: THE biggest!
Mrs. Mara: Sometimes I wish I married a butcher or a plumber. District Attorney: My dear, if I lose this hearing, you may very well get your wish.
District Attorney: What is your name? Kris Kringle: Kris Kringle. District Attorney: Where do you live? Kris Kringle: That's what this hearing will decide. Judge Henry X. Harper: A very sound answer, Mister Kringle. District Attorney: Do you really b...
