can go see Santa now.
OK, come on. Go ahead.
Nice to meet you.
Hello, sir.
Oh, how do you do?
Would you like to come sit on my knee?
Good. Up you come.
Now then, what's your name?
Susan Elizabeth Walker.
What's yours?
Mine?
Ha ha ha ha.
Well, I have lots of names.
Uh, Kriss Kringle,
Santa Claus, Father Christmas,
Saint Nicholas.
If you were in Holland, I'd be "Sinterklaas",
or in Italy, "Le Befana".
I have to speak many languages
because, of course...
I travel, as you know a great deal.
"S rozhdestvom Christovym".
That's Russian.
That's Swahili.
My mother's Mrs. Walker.
She's director of special events for Cole's.
Uh-huh.
She runs the parade.
I know how this all works.
You're an employee of Cole's.
That is true.
But you're a very good Santa Claus.
Your beard's stuck on real tight.
Usually the store Santa Claus
whiskers are too loose.
Yours look realistic.
That's because they are real.
You give them a tug.
Whoo! Ha ha ha.
Are you convinced?
Mm-hmm.
Good.
This isn't the regular Santa's suit, is it?
Oh, no. This is the real Santa's suit.
It's very nice.
I agree. Lovely.
Gold buttons, gold thread.
It's as real as me.
Well, you ask your daddy if I'm real.
I don't know where he is.
Well, he's...
That's my friend... Mr. Bedford.
I don't have a dad anymore.
Ha. Well, now...
what can I get you for Christmas?
Nothing, thank you.
Nothing?
My mother buys my gifts
if I don't  want something too stupid
or dangerous or...
Hi, mom.
Good morning, Mrs. Walker...
Hi. It's nice to see you again...
Thank you, thank you...
Susan,
you've taken enough of this man's time.
There's a long line of customers,
and they do come first.
Nice to meet you, Susan.
Nice to meet you, too.
Bye-bye.
Nonbelievers.
Right.
If I felt that it was important for her
to see Santa Claus,
I would be more than happy to take her.
I didn't see any harm in her saying hello
to an interesting old man.
Well, there is harm.
I tell her that there is no Santa Claus,
so you bring her down here,
And she sees... thousands of gullible kids,
and... she meets an actor
a very good actor, mind you?
with a real beard and a beautiful Santa's suit,
Sitting smack dab in the center
of a child's fantasy world.
So,.. who does she believe,
the myth or... the mom?
Listen, I just got some mistletoe.
Why don't we go back to my place
and try it out?
No.
I don't  think so.
OK... I'm here. I can help.
All you have to do is ask.
Well, actually, there is one thing.
Would you mind taking Susan home?
Sure.
The reason I haven't been to see you is...
I'm working... at Cole's.
All I have to do is to be myself.
There you are. Ha ha.
That's it.
Very good. Very good.
Excuse me.
Oh.
Good evening.
Good evening.
My name is Jack Duff.
How do you do?
Very well, thank you...
And this is Alberta Leonard.
How do you do?
Pleasure.
Nice to meet you both.
I'm Kriss Kringle.
Well,.. Mr. Kringle...
we're with Shopper's Express,
the department store.
Oh yes...
You've got the Peter Pollywog on sale.
Right.
Yes, we do...
We want you to be our main Santa Claus.
We have over 7,000 stores worldwide,
but you would be the number one guy.
Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you,
but the people at Cole's have already hired me.
In fact, I've signed a contract.
If you'll excuse me,
it's getting a bit late.
Could we give you a ride?
That's very king of you... I can walk.
It's probably out of your way.
Where are you going?
114th street,
the Mount Carmel Senior Center.
We're going right by it.
It's on our way.
Thank you so much.
Um, bye-bye, prancer.
Bye-bye, Dancer.
So tell me, Santa.
How does one guy get to every house
around the world in one night?
Ah, yes. Well, now
that is a vexing question, isn't it?
You see, if you could slow time down
so that a second became a year,
A minute became a century,
and an hour became a millennium,
Well, you could manage it quite easily,
couldn't you?
I remember