[finding Clark after his outburst]
Son? I love you. We all love you, but this is a terrible night. Nothing's gone right, it's a disaster. But your losing your temper with the whole family only makes things worse, and you're too good a father to act like this. Now, in years to come, you'll want your children and family to remember all the love you gave us and how hard you tried to make the perfect Christmas.
I know, I just...
You just cocked it up. [Clark looks at him] But that's okay. It happens.
All our holidays were always such a mess.
Oh, yeah.
How'd you get through it?
I had a lot of help from Jack Daniels.
[the two lightly laugh, then embrace, before Clark Sr. turns to leave]
Hey, Dad?
Yeah?
Are you going to recite "The Night Before Christmas"?
No. It's your house, it's your Christmas. I'm retiring.
