Clint McCree: It's bleak in here pap.
Brick McCree: Oh yea. Well, ah, I don't eat in here much.
Lillian McCree: Ever.
Clint McCree: You know what you could use?
Brick McCree: What's that?
Clint McCree: Christmas tree. Right there.
Lillian McCree: You know your father is not a fan of Christmas trees.
Clint McCree: No Trees. No carols. No presents. I never understood it. It's just one day pap.
Brick McCree: Well, I guess I was always too busy making sure you had what you needed for the other 364.
Clint McCree: Yea, well, there's Christmas movies based on characters that think like that.
Brick McCree: Well, you see, I am on the right track.
Clint McCree: They're usually the villains.
Brick McCree: Touché.
Clint McCree: There is anyone who could use some Christmas spirit right now pap, it's you.
Brick McCree: I got the Christmas spirit. Ho ho ho humbug. Rudolph the red... I got it all. Just ah, test me.
Clint McCree: You're closer than you know old man.