me the high, hard one.
I did a good job for them last year.
This year they give me the...
the royal fist.
So they just give you the shift...
they didn't have grounds
on which to dismiss you.
That broad that runs
the parade every year..
One of these college kids
with a 3 ounce brain
and 50 tons of attitudes...
She hires some wacko...
right off the street to take my place.
Some wacko?
Tell me about him.
The old man? He's a loon.
We got thousands of men
in this city.
I'll say.
Never had one of them
take my job, though.
Tony, did you have any contact
with this old guy?
Contact?..
The guy come up on the float,
right upon my face.
So he got aggressive with you?..
He had a cane...
He tried to whack me over
the head with his cane.
He tried to whack you with a cane?
Isn't that what I just said?
Tony, this'll make you feel better.
Got a little job I want  you to do for me.
What, uh, what kind of job
you have in mind?
You'll see.
Just be yourself.
Don't even think about the camera.
You'll be just fine.
Right.
I must confess, I don't know
why they're making such a fuss about me.
This is the holiday season,
and you're Santa Claus, right?
To many years, but to others
I'm an old man with a white beard.
But you're still the symbol of the season.
You think I'm a fraud, don't you?
Fraud is a bit too strong a word.
But you don't believe in me.
I believe that Christmas is for children.
Your daughter doesn't believe in me, either.
I don't think that there's any harm in
not believing in a figure
that many do acknowledge
to be a fiction.
Oh, but there is...
I'm not just a whimsical figure
who... wears a charming suit
and... affects a jolly demeanor.
You know, I.. I... I'm a symbol.
I'm a symbol of the human ability
to be able to suppress
the selfish... and hateful tendencies...
that rule the major part of our lives.
If... you can't believe,
if you can't accept
anything... on faith,
then you're doomed for
a life dominated by doubt.
I like you very much, Mrs...
Mrs. Walker, you're a fine woman.
And, you know,
I think you'll make an excellent test case
for me,.. you and your daughter.
If I could make you believe,..
then there'd be some hope for me.
If I can't... Well, I'm finished.
Shall we go?
5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
I'm Kriss Kringle, and I'm at Cole's
department store in New York city.
Good morning, America.
No. Mr. Kringle's time is extremely limited.
Sorry. Mr. Bedford's on line three.
No. He can't do private sessions.
Can you hold for just a moment? Hang on.
Hi. Bryan, I have the mayor's office on hold.
What's up?
If I can arrange a really,..
really good babysitter for tonight,
you want to do some shopping
and have dinner?
Well... I'm not sure when I...
I don't know if I can get Celia tonight.
I'll take care of it. I see you at 7:00?
Well, I-I-I'm not sure what...
OK
Fine. 7:00. Bye.
Whoa! Who is this one?
This is dancer.
He's a bit slow, do you see?
He's right over his food.
Poor old dancer.
Oh. Good evening, Mrs. Walker.
Good evening... Mr. Kringle.
Nobody at school is going to believe
this one, huh?
Well, if you have to have a babysitter,
who's better qualified?
Yes.
Pretty, isn't it?
There really has to be something
you want for Christmas.
I'm very good at
keeping secrets, you know.
Come on. Tell me.
What's this?
Gosh.
That's what I want for Christmas...
a house, a brother, and a dad.
That's all I ever want.
If you're really Santa Claus,
you can get it for me.
If you can't, you're just a nice man
with a white beard like my mother says.
Oh, Susan.
Just because every child doesn't get his
or her wish doesn't mean
there's not a Santa Claus.
I thought you might say that.
Did you?
Yes. Well...
A house is a very big order...
And very expensive.
And a baby, well a baby takes
almost a year to, uh, to, uh...
nine months...
More if the lady's late.
Less if the baby's a preemie.
Right. And a father. I mean, uh...
No one