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- Am I? - North Pole, in coming.
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Sir, the soldiers have shot the sleigh.
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But, sir, it's Arthur. He's still going.
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Arthur! Arthur! Arthur!
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Arthur?
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No one gets an unwrapped present on my watch.
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Three bits of sticky tape.
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Three.
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Stand up!
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Finger!
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The church!
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Right foot.