Christmas Vacation
- PG-13
- Year:
- 1989
- 97 min
- 34,583 Views
That was beautiful--
Take it, Russ.
Dad, can you explain again
what we're doing?
Sure, Russ. We're kicking off our fun,
old-fashioned family Christmas...
...by heading out into the country
in the old front-wheel drive sleigh...
...to embrace the majesty
of the winter landscape...
...and select that most important
of Christmas symbols.
We're not driving all the way here so
you can get one of those stupid ties...
- ...with the Santa Clauses on it, are we?
- No, I have one of those at home.
What we're looking for today
is the Griswold family Christmas tree.
What we're looking for today
is the Griswold family Christmas tree.
- What's the matter?
- Some jackass is riding my tail.
Slow down and let him pass.
Clark! Don't provoke them.
Hey, kids, look a deer.
Clark, slow down!
You wanna ride behind somebody
who does that?
I'll pull around them
Burn some dust here. Eat my rubber.
Dad, I think what you mean is,
"Burn rubber," and, "Eat my dust."
Whatever, Russ. Whatever.
Eat my road grit, liver lips!
Okay. That's enough of that.
Speaking of trees, kids,
can one of you tell me...
...what the first tree displayed
Dad, they're back.
Clark, stop it!
I don't want to spend the holidays dead.
Honey, please! I'll do the driving, okay?
Will you just take it easy, Ellen?
I'm in complete control.
I'll get around this egg timer.
Dad. Dad.
- Thank God, we're all right!
- Clark, we're stuck under a truck!
- Do you honestly think I don't f***ing know that?
- Come on, guys, don't fight.
For sh*t's sake,
I didn't do this on purpose!
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
And forgive my husband.
He knows not what he does.
Amen!
- Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
- Oops!
Made pretty good time.
Dad, didn't they invent tree
lots so people wouldn't have to drive...
...all the way out to nowhere
They made them
because people forgot...
...how to have
an old-fashioned Christmas...
...and are satisfied with scrawny,
overpriced trees...
- ...that have no special meaning.
- My toes are numb.
- This is what our forefathers did.
- I can't feel my leg.
They walked out into the woods,
picked it and cut it with their hands.
- Mom, I can't feel my hips.
- Clark.
- Yes, honey?
- Audrey's frozen from the waist.
That's all part of the experience, honey.
There it is.
The Griswold family Christmas tree.
- Isn't it a little big?
- It's not big, it's just full.
- Isn't it a little big?
- It's not big, it's just full.
- Dad, that thing wouldn't fit in our yard.
- It's not going in our yard, Russ.
- Dad, that thing wouldn't fit in our yard.
- It's not going in our yard, Russ.
It's going in our living room.
- Look at it.
- It really is beautiful, Clark.
- It's something else, huh, Russ?
- Yeah, Dad.
- Isn't it a beaut, Audrey?
- She'll see it later, hon.
Her eyes are frozen.
Most enduring traditions of the season
are best enjoyed in the warm embrace...
...of kith and kin.
This tree is the symbol of the spirit
of the Griswold Christmas.
Dad, did you bring a saw?
Sh*t.
Looks like the toad overestimated
the height of his living room ceiling.
Hey, Griswold. Where do you think
you're gonna put a tree that big?
Bend over and I'll show you.
You've got a lot of nerve
talking to me like that.
I wasn't talking to you.
Clark, do you think there's enough room
for the angel?
Oh, sure, honey. I have
a little more trimming to do...
...but that won't be a problem.
Ready?
I give you
the Griswold family Christmas tree.
There's a lot of sap in here.
It looks great. A little full. A lot of sap.
- Did I tell you I talked to my mother?
- And?
They've decided they're coming
for Christmas too.
- It's not too late to change our plans.
- No, no, that's great. That's great.
- It's not too late to change our plans.
- No, no, that's great. That's great.
You're forgetting how difficult
it's gonna be...
...having everybody in the house.
Honey, they're family.
They're not strangers off the street.
All they do is argue.
Christmas is about
resolving differences...
...and seeing through the problems
of family life.
Yeah. And about my mother accusing
your mother of buying cheap hot dogs.
And your mother accusing my mother
- Then they don't speak to each other--
- Your mother waxes her upper lip?
- She has for years.
- It doesn't show.
- I don't know, Sparky. I have a feeling--
- Ellen.
I want to have Christmas
here in our house.
It means a lot to me. All my life I've
wanted to have a big family Christmas.
I know.
It's just that I know how you build
things up in your mind, Sparky.
You set standards that no family event
can ever live up to.
When have I ever done that?
- Parties. Weddings. Anniversaries.
- Good night, honey.
- Parties. Weddings. Anniversaries.
- Good night, honey.
- Funerals. Holidays.
- Oh, great.
Vacations. Graduations.
a fat Christmas bonus this year, huh?
Word is you're an excellent choice to be
named Additive Designer of the Year.
- Get outta town.
- I'm not kidding.
What's that new thing you got
at Food and Drug?
Oh, the crunch enhancer?
Yeah, it's a non-nutritive cereal varnish.
It's semipermeable, not osmatic.
It coats and seals the flake...
- ...prevents the milk from penetrating it.
- Yeah.
- It's a beautiful product.
- I like it, yeah.
The question is,
what will you do with that bonus?
- Gonna blow it on yourself, I hope.
- Me? Oh hell no.
Take a look at this.
I hope my Christmas bonus check
will cover it.
Oh, my God, you're putting in a pool.
I went ahead and I put a $7500
deposit down on it.
You're the last true family man.
- Mark.
- Clark.
That's Bill, sir.
Were you working on that
non-nutritive cereal varnish?
- Yes, sir.
- I gotta give a speech to a trade group.
I'd like to mention it. Write a summary
and have it to me by the end of the day.
I'd like to mention it. Write a summary
and have it to me by the end of the day.
- My pleasure.
- Layman's terms.
None of that inside bullshit jargon
nobody understands.
Yes, sir.
Oh, Mr. Shirley. We got
your Christmas card the other day...
...and my family and I are very flattered
that you remembered us.
Corporate cards.
- Don't forget that report, Bill.
- Yes, sir. Thank you. Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Kiss my ass. Kiss his ass. Kiss your ass.
Happy Hanukkah.
Kiss my ass. Kiss his ass. Kiss your ass.
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