Charles: 'Oh! Ugh! Outrageous! This is pure snow! It's everywhere!'
Charles: 'I think I just froze the left half of my brain!'
Charles: 'Look! I can't move my right arm!'
Lane: 'This isn't funny, Charles! If I don't have a dream, I have nothing!'
Charles: 'Ah, come on! It's Christmas Eve! I could be home right now, drinking this monster eggnog my brother makes with lighter fluid.'