The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause2006

Jack:
Chococinos anyone?

Sylvia:
Oh, yes. [Jack pulls out her chair; sits down]

Jack:
[handing her a cup] I hope you like it. It's my special recipe [they both sip their cups].

Sylvia:
Mmm, minty.

Jack:
Doesn't it make you feel refresh?

Sylvia:
Yes, it does! [drinks some more]

Jack:
Oh my, I just love your hair.

Sylvia:
You do?

Jack:
Yeah, I do.

Sylvia:
I love yours.

Jack:
You do?

Sylvia:
Yeah, I do. I've never seen anything like it.

Jack:
Oh, you're so adorable. You divine little kitten you. [woofs flirtatiously; Sylvia giggles] I bet you can sing.

Sylvia:
No, no, no, no, no.

Jack:
Oh, come on, I bet you can sing.

Sylvia:
Mmm, a little.

Jack:
I knew it! I knew it! Sing something for me.

Sylvia:
What do you want to hear?

Jack:
How about [singing] chestnuts roasting on an open fire.

Sylvia:
[singing] Jack Frost nipping at your nose. [continues singing rest of the lyrics]

Jack:
No, no. Go back to the other line, the one before the first one.

Sylvia:
[singing] Jack Frost nipping at your nose.

Jack:
Ooh, it gives me the chills.

Sylvia:
[singing] Jack Frost nipping at your nose.

Jack:
Oh, what a lyric! [Carol walks in]

Carol:
Hey, guys, what's going on?

Jack Frost:
[excitedly] Your mother is fabulous! [Sylvia playfully pinches his nose] Would you like to be my elf?

Sylvia:
Huh?

Jack:
You heard me.