"You'll Shoot Your Eye Out, Kid"

Ralphie's Dad: Fra-gee-lay. That must be Italian. 

Ralphie's Mom: Uh, I think that says 'FRAGILE', dear. 

Ralphie's Dad: Oh, yeah.

Ralphie/Narrator: Aunt Clara had for years labored under the delusion that I was not only perpetually 4 years old, but also a girl.

Ralphie's Dad: He looks like a deranged Easter Bunny. 
Ralphie's Mom: He does not! 
Ralphie's Dad: He does too, he looks like a pink nightmare!

Ralphie's Dad: It's a Major Award! 

Swede: Shucks, I wouldn't know that. It looks like a lamp. 

Ralphie's Dad: What is a lamp, you nincompoop? It's a Major Award. I won it! 

Swede: Damn, hell, you say won it? 

Ralphie's Dad: Yeah, mind power, Swede; mind power.

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