Oh, John, you really didn't do that, did you?

Jessica Riggs:

[as John finds out about Prancer]
Oh, no. He's gone. Daddy, where is he? Did you kill him? John Riggs:
You had that deer out in that shed all week, didn't you? Jessica Riggs:
Tell us, daddy. John Riggs:
That's why you skipped school. You gave him food from the barn, telling lies. Then I find a 40 pound sack of oats out there with a Christmas bow on it! Do you wanna tell me where that came from? Did you steal that, too? Steve Riggs:
No, she bought it with... John Riggs:
You were in on this, too, huh? I'll get to you later. [Steve leaves] Jessica Riggs:
Daddy! John Riggs:
Sit down to read the newspaper for a change and all heck breaks loose. Darned deer lets the stock out then comes into the house! I got too much on my mind for all this. You kids are making me nuts. Jessica Riggs:
Daddy, you didn't shoot him. Tell me you didn't shoot him. John Riggs:
I didn't shoot it. Jessica Riggs:
You didn't? John Riggs:
No, I didn't. Jessica Riggs:
Really? John Riggs:
No, I didn't. Jessica Riggs:
Oh, thank you, daddy. Did he run away? Which way did he go? Did he go to Antler Ridge? John Riggs:
Down at Three Oaks. I sold him. Jessica Riggs:
Sold him? John Riggs:
To Herb Drier. He offered me $200 to take him off my hands. Jessica Riggs:
Mister Drier, the butcher? Daddy, he'll eat him! John Riggs:
No, he won't. Jessica Riggs:
He's a butcher, daddy. He'll cut him up and sell the pieces. John Riggs:
Now stop it. Jessica Riggs:
No, I won't. You don't understand what you've done. He's one of Santa's. John Riggs:
Oh, come on, Jessie! Jessica Riggs:
Mom would've never done this. John Riggs:
Look, a reindeer don't fly, okay? I hate to be the one to tell you that, but they don't. Jessica Riggs:
I'll shoot her instead of you. [collapses on her bed in tears, having had enough of her father's racism] Jessica Riggs:
Die, I'm gonna die. Aunt Sarah:
[feeling sorry for Jessica]
Oh, John, you really didn't do that, did you?