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Narrator: Now Frosty, bein' made out of snow, was the fastest belly-whopper in the world.
Frosty: Happy birthday!
Frosty: Happy birthday! Hey, I said my first words. But... But snowmen can't talk. Ha ha ha, come on now, what's the joke? Could I really be alive?
Professor Hinkle: We evil magicians have to make a living too.
Santa Claus: Now you go home and write "I am very sorry for what I did to Frosty" a hundred zillion times. And then maybe - just maybe, mind you - you'll find something in your stocking tomorrow morning.
Professor Hinkle: Voila, the eggs have turned into... messy, messy, messy!
Professor Hinkle: I must get that hat back! Think nasty, think nasty, think nasty!
Professor Hinkle: I've got to get busy writing - busy, busy, busy!
Frosty: Whew! Stay in here much longer and I'll really make a splash in the world.
Santa Claus: Don't cry, Karen, Frosty's not gone for good. You see, he was made out of Christmas snow and Christmas snow can never disappear completely. It sometimes goes away for almost a year at a time and takes the form of spring and summer rain. But you can bet your boots that when a good, jolly December wind kisses it, it will turn into Christmas snow all over again.
Frosty: Whew! Stay in here much longer and I'll really make a splash in the world.
Santa Claus: Don't cry, Karen, Frosty's not gone for good. You see, he was made out of Christmas snow and Christmas snow can never disappear completely. It sometimes goes away for almost a year at a time and takes the form of spring and summer rain. But you can bet your boots that when a good, jolly December wind kisses it, it will turn into Christmas snow all over again.
Karen: Yes, but... He was my friend.
Santa Claus: Just watch.
Narrator: Hocus-Pocus explained the situtation to Santa, who as you know, speaks fluent rabbit.
Boy #1: What shall we call him? How about Harold? Boy #2: Bruce? Children: No. Girl #1: Christopher Columbus? Children: No. Boy #3: Oatmeal? Children: Oatmeal?
Professor Hinkle: [after seeing that Santa Claus has brought Frosty back to life] Wait a minute! I want that hat, and I want it now!
Narrator: Hocus-Pocus explained the situtation to Santa, who as you know, speaks fluent rabbit.
Boy #1: What shall we call him? How about Harold? Boy #2: Bruce? Children: No. Girl #1: Christopher Columbus? Children: No. Boy #3: Oatmeal? Children: Oatmeal?
Professor Hinkle: [after seeing that Santa Claus has brought Frosty back to life] Wait a minute! I want that hat, and I want it now!
Santa Claus: DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH THAT.
Professor Hinkle: And just what are *you* going to do about it?
Santa Claus: If you so much as lay a finger on the brim, I will never bring you another Christmas present as long as you live.
Professor Hinkle: [traumatized] Never?
Santa Claus: Never.
Professor Hinkle: No more... trick cards or... magic balls or...?
Santa Claus: No more anything.
Teacher: [seeing the children out of there seats looking at the snow outside the window and taps ruler on her desk] Children, back to your seats. The snow will wait.
Frosty: I can count to ten. One, two, three, four, five, nine, six, eight... Well, I can count to five.
Frosty: Uh-oh!
Teacher: [seeing the children out of there seats looking at the snow outside the window and taps ruler on her desk] Children, back to your seats. The snow will wait.
Frosty: I can count to ten. One, two, three, four, five, nine, six, eight... Well, I can count to five.
Frosty: Uh-oh!
Karen: What's the matter, Frosty?
Frosty: Whew! Is there a thermometer around here?
Karen: Over there in the wall. Why?
Frosty: [looks at the thermometer] Oh. I was afraid of that. The thermometer's getting red. I hate red thermometers.
Karen: Why, Frosty?
Frosty: 'Cause when the thermometer gets all reddish, the temperature goes up. And when the temperature goes up, I start to melt! And when I start to melt, I get all wishy-washy.
Traffic Cop: What's the matter? Didn't you see that traffic light?
Traffic Cop: What's the matter? Didn't you see that traffic light?
Frosty: What's a traffic light?
Traffic Cop: Up there on that lamppost.
Frosty: What's a lamppost?
Traffic Cop: Are you trying to get a ticket, wise guy?
Frosty: Or else what?
Professor Hinkle: Don't bother me with details. Just give me that hat!
Professor Hinkle: Aha! I've got you! And the second you’re all melted, that hat will be mine!
Boy #1: We're building a snowman, Karen. You do the head.
Professor Hinkle: Aha! I've got you! And the second you’re all melted, that hat will be mine!
Boy #1: We're building a snowman, Karen. You do the head.
Karen: The head is the hardest part. Ask anybody.
Professor Hinkle: If that hat is magic, I want it back!
Professor Hinkle: If that hat is magic, I want it back!
Karen: But it's not yours anymore! You threw it away!
Professor Hinkle: Don't talk back to your elders, you... you naughty, naughty, little girl. [to Hocus, after loading him back into the hat]
Professor Hinkle: And you, stay in there! Or there'll no carrots for Christmas!
Frosty: Are you coming too?
Frosty: Are you coming too?
Karen: As long as I'm back before dinner, I'm sure my mother won't mind.
Professor Hinkle: Silly, silly children. When you grow up, you'll realize that snowman don't come to life.
Professor Hinkle: Silly, silly children. When you grow up, you'll realize that snowman don't come to life.
Karen: But...
Professor Hinkle: Silly, silly, silly.
Frosty: Karen, are you cold? Now that's a silly question. You wouldn't be sneezing if you weren't cold, would you?
Boy #1: But you can't take that hat back! It brought Frosty to life.
Frosty: Karen, are you cold? Now that's a silly question. You wouldn't be sneezing if you weren't cold, would you?
Boy #1: But you can't take that hat back! It brought Frosty to life.
Karen: You saw it happen!
Professor Hinkle: I saw nothing of the kind.
Karen: We'd like a ticket to the North Pole, please. Ticket Master: [awakens from his nap] Oh! Wha - The North Pole? Oh! Yes, ma'am! [He rapidly stacks thousands of tickets, lays them out, and stamps them all] Ticket Master: Route you by the way of Saskatchewan, Hudson Bay, Nome, Alaska, the Klondike, and Aurora Borealis! Gotta make a change change at Nanook of the North, though. [chuckles] Ticket Master: That'll be $3,000.04. Including tax.
Karen: We'd like a ticket to the North Pole, please. Ticket Master: [awakens from his nap] Oh! Wha - The North Pole? Oh! Yes, ma'am! [He rapidly stacks thousands of tickets, lays them out, and stamps them all] Ticket Master: Route you by the way of Saskatchewan, Hudson Bay, Nome, Alaska, the Klondike, and Aurora Borealis! Gotta make a change change at Nanook of the North, though. [chuckles] Ticket Master: That'll be $3,000.04. Including tax.
Karen: Oh! But... we don't have any money. Ticket Master: NO MONEY?'! [Tickets fly everywhere] Ticket Master: No money, no TICKET! [He slams the window shut]
Karen: You've got to excuse him, sir. You see, he just came to life, and he doesn't know much about such things.
Karen: You've got to excuse him, sir. You see, he just came to life, and he doesn't know much about such things.
Traffic Cop: Oh, well, okay. If he just came to life. [blows whistle]
Traffic Cop: Move along! [to himself after Frosty and the kids leave]
Traffic Cop: That silly snowman. Once they come to life, they don't know nothin'. [reacts]
Traffic Cop: Come to life?'! [accidentally swallows his whistle]
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