Yes, Virginia

Yes Virginia

Almost got it.

Can I see it now?

Please.

Your mom said you could only

come over if you were good.

So be good.

Come on, Virginia. Let me look at it.

Boots.

Santa

What's that thing?

It's his bag of toys.

You know, for kids all over the world.

Hey, Virginia

How can Santa make toys when he's

always standing on the street corner?

What?

He just yells at people and rings his bell.

Ollie, I don't think that's really Santa.

It is. I saw him. I bet he's there

right now. Let's go.

Dear, listen to this.

A train that runs underground

across the whole city.

Sounds a little far-fetched, dear.

According to theNew York Sun

t's a streetcar inside a complex system of tunnels.

Honey, if you see it inThe Sun

I know.

If you see it in The Sun... It's so.

And where are you off to?

We're going to see Santa.

Back by supper.

Put a penny in the bucket.

Penny to help the poor.

Come on. It's Christmas.

Peace on Earth

Goodwill among men.

Jingle all the way.

You, sir. One penny. Just one.

No, thank you. Not today.

Frank?

Francis Church!

Always a pleasure.

How are things at the paper?

Uh, same as when you worked there.

Bad news, worse news, and awful news.

Sir, the way I see it, in times like these

we have two choices:

report bad news or make good news.

And a penny or two would certainly be

good news to somebody out there.

I guarantee you one penny

won't do any good.

Of course it will, Frank.

That's why they call it change.

You always were terrible at headlines.

Put a penny in the bucket!

You've got the pennies. I've got the bucket.

But, Ollie, Santa lives at the North Pole.

I was here with my papa,

and Santa told him to...

Put a penny in the bucket!

I told you. It's him.

Why, uh, um.. Hello, children.

Hope you've been good this year.

Mm-hmm, mm-hmm

Much warmer here than at the

uh, North Pole.

He's not Santa.

You're right. Not Santa.

Not even close.

Then why are you pretending to be him?

Uh, well, I guess you can say I work for him.

You work for Santa?

I'm just doing whatever Santa would

be doing if he were here

which he's not, 'cause he is extremely busy.

Come on, Ollie.

He's just some scraggly guy.

Bye, scraggly Santa.

The real Santa must be, um...

somewhere else.

Don't cheat!

Hey, Virginia Where have you been?

We went to see Santa

but he really wasn't Santa.

He just has a red coat.

Like this.

Ollie, no.

Wow. It's so pretty.

Last year, Santa brought me a train set.

He brought me a dollhouse.

I got a bow and arrow!

Did Santa bring you a baby bottle, too?

Hey, Charlotte.

What do we have here?

How precious.

It looks just like the real Santa.

You all still think Santa's real?

Oh, that's hysterical.

Santa doesn't really exist.

How do you know?

Maybe when you're nine and a half,

you'll understand.

There's no way someone could

circumnavigate the world in one night.

I never thought of that.

And a person that rotund could

never fit down a chimney

Um, yeah.

That doesn't mean anything.

You can't prove Santa's not real.

You can't prove he is.

Maybe I can.

Grow up, Virginia

You really believe that an old man sneaks

into your house and brings you toys?

It's infantile.

It's baby stuff!

Hey, give it back!

Better behave, or Santa won't

bring you any presents.

Give her the book, Charlotte.

Is the baby going to cry?

Stop it.

Face it, Virginia There is no Santa Claus.

Ah, here we are. Santa Claus.

We've got books from all

over the world here!

Why do we need so many books?

We need to prove that Santa Claus is real.

In England, his name is Father Christmas.

In Holland, he's called Sintirklass.

In Estonia, he's J uluvana!

- Kriss Kringle

- Gwiazdor

- Tomten in Sweden.

- Hotei-osho in Japan!

Ded Moroz in Russia.

- What's a Belsnickel?

- Joulupukki

Agios Nikolaos in Greece.

Agios Baba in Turkey.

Here's a good one: Chimney john.

Now, that's nice and simple.

Look at this. He rides on a donkey.

He has a giant goat.

He lives in Finland.

Greenland.

The North Pole!

It's all interesting

but none of this tells me if Santa is real.

Well, if he isn't, why do children

all over the world think he is?

I wonder if Santa's goat is friends

with his reindeer.

Maybe they take turns pulling the sleigh.

Coming, Papa.

Bye, Virginia. See you tomorrow.

Bye, Ollie.

All right, son, that's enough. Let's go.

You heard him, now. Let's go.

If you are real, give me some proof. Please.

Merry Christmas! Happy New Year!

A joyous Penny in the Bucket Day.

Hi.

Hey, kid.

Still looking for Santa?

I guess.

Where's your coat?

Somebody needed it more than me.

I've been wondering-- what did you mean

when you said you work for Santa?

I just... try to do whatever Santa would.

You know? Make things a little better.

So, Santa's your boss.

Uh... yeah.

Does he pay you?

Do I look like I have a steady income to you?

What is...You got to be...A dinner roll?

Very generous of you, sir.

Listen, kid...

Papa?

Is there a Santa Claus?

Santa, eh?

Well, um, let's examine the facts.

Someone brought you presents last year.

Correct?

Yes

And someone ate the milk and

cookies you left out, right?

Right.

So, it stands to reason that

someone who brings presents and likes

cookies came to our house last Christma

And logically, given the night in question,

the present-bringing cookie-eater..

Papa!

That doesn't tell me anything!

Uh, well, I suppose the evidence

is largely circumstantial...

If you see it inThe Sun, it's so.

The New York Sun.

They always tell the truth, don't they?

I could write to them.

Well, yes but newspapers are very busy

and they don't have time to

answer every letter

Thanks, Papa.

Dear Editor

I am eight years old.

Some of my little friends say

there is no Santa Claus.

Papa says, 'If you see it inTheSun,it's so.'

Please tell me the truth.

Is there a Santa Claus?

Virginia O'Hanlon, 115 West 95th Street.

Lewis, it's never going to happen.

New York will not incorporate Brooklyn.

Sir, I think it's a possibility.

Manhattan has too many people already

and there's no way...

Why don't we look at today's mail?

My daily dose of whining and moaning.

Politics, crime, scandal, crime, poverty

What is this?

Dear Editor

some of my little friends say

there is no Santa Claus.

Papa says, 'If you see it inThe Sun,it's so.

Who do these people think we are,

Barnum's museum?

We report facts, not fantasies

I don't know, sir.

Maybe readers would find it...

Lewis, people rely on this paper

for the truth.

If I answer this,

what will happen to our credibility?

Sir, she's a child.

Everyone grows up sometime.

Virginia

I brought you some lunch.

Is everything all right?

I just need some proof.

Proof of what, sweetheart?

Proof that Santa's real.

Virginia believing in Santa isn't

something you prove.

It's something you do.

Whenever we do things that Santa would

like being kind to others

or helping those that have less than we do

that makes Santa real.

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