Scott, what was the last thing you and Charlie did, before you went to bed Christmas Eve?...

Dr. Neil Miller: [in a light-hearted psychiatry tone] Scott, what was the last thing you and Charlie did, before you went to bed Christmas Eve? Scott Calvin: [sarcastically] We shared a bowl of sugar, did some shots of brown liquor, played with my shot guns, field-dressed a cat, looked for women... [honestly] Scott Calvin: I read him a book! Dr. Neil Miller: What book? Scott Calvin: [sarcastically] Uh, "Hollywood Wives." [Laura puts her hand into her face, giving off a resentful gesture] Scott Calvin: [honestly] "The Night Before Christmas", folks, come on!

That's right, because Charlie thinks that this whole thing actually happened. Scott, what was the last thing you and Charlie did before you went to bed Christmas Eve? We shared a bowl of sugar, did some shots of brown liquor, played with my shotguns, field dressed a cat, looked for women. I read him a book! - What book? - Hollywood Wives. The Night Before Christmas, folks. Come on! And did you go to the North Pole? This is ridiculous. I don't have time for this. Ridiculous or not, Scott, for Charlie, this isn't some dream, it is real. You need to sit down with Charlie. Explain to him you are not Santa Claus. They're like the bears at the North Pole, Dad. Charlie, I already told you, we did not go to the North Pole. - That was a dream. - You're in denial, Dad. Denial! You don't even know what that means. Well, you are. I know what happened. How do you know that? How? You don't have any proof.