Daddy's gonna kill Ralphie!

So what’s the Family Guy connection, smartypants?

So how was it done?

Co-scripter, inspiration, and narrator, right?

Oh, my, yes. Love Jean Shepard. No one has ever come up with better book and chapter titles than that man. Wanda Hickey’s Night of Golden Memories and Other Disasters. Duel in the Snow, or Red Ryder Nails the Cleveland Street Kid. Ludlow Kissel and the Dago Bomb that Struck Back. “Nevermore,” Quoth the Assessor, “Nevermore”.

I give up.


They drilled a dime-sized hole into the flagpole, and rigged up an air suction device of some kind inside of it. Flick put his tongue on the pole, and it made a seal, the vacuum sealing it to the pole but not actually injuring the actor.

I learned this from the DVD commentary. Peter Billingsley said “those screams were real,” or something to that effect.

Seth Green (voice of son Chris on FG) plays the son of those arguing parents, the Woody Allen narrator character as a child. :wink:

That’s pretty cool. I didn’t know that. :cool:

And with an on-screen cameo role, too.

I love my kid, but lately every time I sit and pick up my fork, she asks for something so I have to get up.

And Every. Single. Time. I think that line to myself.

Yay, thanks! I love that movie.

Hey, I’m the other one! I’m still waiting for my Ronald Colman gravy boat.

  • Uncle! UNCLE!!
  • All right… who’s… NEXT? RAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

This is one of the movies where I can read the Memorable Quotes, and remember the whole movie.

“The heavenly aroma still hung in the house. But it was gone, all gone! No turkey! No turkey sandwiches! No turkey salad! No turkey gravy! Turkey Hash! Turkey a la King! Or gallons of turkey soup! Gone, ALL GONE!”

“It’s smiling at me.”

The line ends here. It starts back there!

“I hate the smell of tapioca.”

“Football? What’s a football?”

On Santa:

" Let’s face it, most of us are scoffers. But moments before zero hour, it did not pay to take chances. "

The best part is that the dad seemed oblivious to everything, yet he ‘got it’. He came through with the gift.

“I had one when I was eight years old”, he said to his concerned wife.

Yep, although I’d seen the movie a few times before I recognized him. It’s the line before that (“Little boy. Little boy. Hey, kid!”) that did it for me.

I’ve always loved that line. In part, because I like to do some dimestore math in my head when he says that.

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[li]I figure the movie takes place in 1939 (though it’s never specifically stated what year, so I’m guessing).[/li]
[li]I figure the dad is 50 years of age.[/li]
[li]That would mean that the dad was born in 1889.[/li]
[li]…Which would further mean that the dad was 8 years old in 1897.[/li]
[li]…Begging the question: Did they make toy rifles for children in 1897?[/li][/ul]