Austin: I set a trap [for Santa Claus]. Motion sensitive cameras. He never showed. Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny, Boogieman... I disproved them all by the time I was six.
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Austin: I didn't need Santa Claus. Mickey: So who brought you your Christmas presents? Austin: Mailman. I always asked for a gift certificate from IBM.
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Austin: I don't want to argue with you, Mickey. Mickey: OK, then don't argue.
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Mickey: I've made a discovery of my own actually. Austin: What's that? Mickey: Why you never believed in Santa Claus. Austin: I told you why. Mickey: No you didn't. You told me how you disproved him. Which got me to thinking: why would a little boy want to do that? And then I figured it out. Fear. Austin: Me, afraid? Mickey: You must have been two or three years old, your parents took you to see Santa Claus, he lifted you up on his knee, and like a lot of kids, you got scared and cried your eyes out. You must have been out to get him ever since. Austin: (pause) Let's get out of here.
