“Tell him I'm not here!” – Grandsanta, Arthur Christmas ... Movie Quotes Database

Grandsanta: [referring to Steve] Tell him I'm not here!
Bryony: Grandsanta says he's not here.
Steve: Hi, I'm looking for a missing relic.
Grandsanta: Steve, 3 words.
Steve: Is the first one "help"?
Arthur: Yes. You can help us, Steve!
Grandsanta: It was him! Frosty the Madman, he forced me to come! [to Bryony] Elf, back me up if you want a career.
Arthur: I forced you?
Grandsanta: Ya see?! Look!
Steve: What did you want, Grandsanta? Let me guess. Hmm, a picture of you in the sleigh delivering the gift to show me how it's really done?
Grandsanta: [puts away camera] No.
Steve: You know the picture they'll have tomorrow? You lead away in handcuffs! The Santa who was seen by everybody on Earth. The Santa who ruined Christmas.
Peter: [tauntingly] Ruined it!
Grandsanta: We'll fix this, Steve. We'll be back home in a wobble of a reindeer's buttocks. A-And Evie can go back in mothballs. You can forget she ever existed.
Arthur: You can't just go home! [pulls away the reins] What about Gwen?!
Steve: Gwen? For that you'd threaten my whole operation?
Arthur: Steve, you said if there was any way to get there, you would. Well, this is it! Look, the old sleigh's perfect! [a piece broke off of Evie] Oh, right. Well, anyway, it goes really fast, even with bits missing, and we've got quite a few reindeer left. And if I'm sick again, I can be sick in a bag.
Bryony: I'll wrap him one!
Elf 1: We can help them, sir!
Elf 2: No one missed, sir!
Elf 3: All correct presents, present and correct, sir!
[the elves set up to deliver Gwen's present]
Arthur: If you'd help us, Steve, we can do it.
[Steve considers helping Arthur and Grandsanta while Peter offers him a drink]
Elf 4: Grandsanta and Arthur would be the heroes of the night, sir! [Peter drops the drink in shock]
Steve: [quickly] Come home now! If we all just gave in to Christmas spirit, there'd be chaos.
Grandsanta: [pulls the reins toward him] We're on our way, Steve!
Arthur: [pulls the reins away again] NO! Santa would want us to get to Gwen. Ask him! Please!
Steve: Arthur, this is Dad we're talking about. There was a time when he cared about every last gift tag, but now he just wants to be loved and get some rest.
Arthur: No! He's-He's lying awake, worrying his beard off about Gwen.
[Steve presses a button on his HOHO, revealing a voicemail]
Santa: [in the voicemail] Ho-ho-ho! Off to the land of nod. Please do not disturb until December 26. Is that it, dear?
Margaret: [in the voicemail] Yes, Malcolm. Press the red... [the voicemail ends]
Arthur: [after learning Santa has gone to bed without caring about Gwen] No. Santa's the most caring man in the world!
Bryony: Then why are you here, not him?
[Grandsanta pulls the reins really hard, causing Evie and the remaining reindeer to turn upside down, and then he, his pet reindeer, Bryony, and Arthur fall down onto a deserted island and Gwen's gift falls near Arthur, who walks away in disappointment]
Grandsanta: Don't leave me, Arthur! Poor old man and his reindeer on our own at Christmas? At least have the decency to finish us off with a rock!
[Arthur stops, and then walks away again]

Grandsanta : [referring to Steve] Tell him I'm not here! Bryony : Grandsanta says he's not here. Steve : Hi, I'm looking for a missing relic. Grandsanta : Steve, 3 words. Steve : Is the first one "help"? Arthur : Yes. You can help us, Steve! Grandsanta : It was him! Frosty the Madman, he forced me to come! [to Bryony] Elf, back me up if you want a career. Arthur : I forced you ? Grandsanta : Ya see?! Look! Steve : What did you want, Grandsanta? Let me guess. Hmm, a picture of you in the sleigh delivering the gift to show me how it's really done? Grandsanta : [puts away camera] No. Steve : You know the picture they'll have tomorrow? You lead away in handcuffs! The Santa who was seen by everybody on Earth. The Santa who ruined Christmas. Peter : [tauntingly] Ruined it! Grandsanta : We'll fix this, Steve. We'll be back home in a wobble of a reindeer's buttocks. A-And Evie can go back in mothballs. You can forget she ever existed. Arthur : You can't just go home! [pulls away the reins] What about Gwen?! Steve : Gwen? For that you'd threaten my whole operation? Arthur : Steve, you said if there was any way to get there, you would. Well, this is it! Look, the old sleigh's perfect! [a piece broke off of Evie] Oh, right. Well, anyway, it goes really fast, even with bits missing, and we've got quite a few reindeer left. And if I'm sick again, I can be sick in a bag. Bryony : I'll wrap him one! Elf 1 : We can help them, sir! Elf 2 : No one missed, sir! Elf 3 : All correct presents, present and correct, sir! [the elves set up to deliver Gwen's present] Arthur : If you'd help us, Steve, we can do it. [Steve considers helping Arthur and Grandsanta while Peter offers him a drink] Elf 4 : Grandsanta and Arthur would be the heroes of the night, sir! [Peter drops the drink in shock] Steve : [quickly] Come home now ! If we all just gave in to Christmas spirit, there'd be chaos. Grandsanta : [pulls the reins toward him] We're on our way, Steve! Arthur : [pulls the reins away again] NO! Santa would want us to get to Gwen. Ask him! Please! Steve : Arthur, this is Dad we're talking about. There was a time when he cared about every last gift tag, but now he just wants to be loved and get some rest. Arthur : No! He's-He's lying awake, worrying his beard off about Gwen. [Steve presses a button on his HOHO, revealing a voicemail] Santa : [in the voicemail] Ho-ho-ho! Off to the land of nod. Please do not disturb until December 26. Is that it, dear? Margaret : [in the voicemail] Yes, Malcolm. Press the red... [the voicemail ends] Arthur : [after learning Santa has gone to bed without caring about Gwen] No. Santa's the most caring man in the world! Bryony : Then why are you here, not him ? [Grandsanta pulls the reins really hard, causing Evie and the remaining reindeer to turn upside down, and then he, his pet reindeer, Bryony, and Arthur fall down onto a deserted island and Gwen's gift falls near Arthur, who walks away in disappointment] Grandsanta : Don't leave me, Arthur! Poor old man and his reindeer on our own at Christmas? At least have the decency to finish us off with a rock! [Arthur stops, and then walks away again]