FIORINA: “I can’t see anything. Will someone turn off his nose? It just makes the blizzard red.”
RUBIO: “Don’t say that about Rudolph! He saved Christmas!”
FIORINA: “I feel like I’m tracking Commies.”
RUBIO: “Carly, you don’t appreciate Rudolph! You never did! That’s why you never smile!”
FIORINA: “We’re lost in a red blizzard and I haven’t eaten since yesterday. Why should I smile?”
RUDOLPH: “Did I hear someone needs a smile? Let’s pass the time with a song!”
RUBIO: “Yay!”
FIORINA: “One word: Venison.”
RUDOLPH: “Frosty the Snowman, was a jolly, happy soul! With a corncob hat and a button nose…”
TRUMP: “That’s enough singing, people. We’ve stopped to help the Abominable Snowman.”
RUBIO: “We’re helping him? But gosh, he’s scary!”
TRUMP: “No, he’s not. He just needed a tooth pulled.”
BUSH: “You can’t pull teeth with big talk, Donald! It takes experience! A Governor’s experience!”
TRUMP: “Puh-leeze! I got people, and they handle everything! Ben’s a surgeon, so I sent him in.”
CRUZ: “But Donald…not that I’d ever disagree with anything you’ve said, done, imagined, or even yelled out in a drunken rage…but Ben’s no dentist. He’s a neurosurgeon.”
TRUMP: “It’s a tooth, Ted! Ben can handle a tooth! Tell you what, next time I’ll send you and Marco—if we need a crack team of freshmen Senators.”
RUBIO: “Oh boy! Can I use my boat?”
CRUZ: “Shut up, Marco.”
RUBIO: “Never mind. I left it in my bathtub.”
CHRISTIE: “Ben, how much sedative did you use? He looks really drugged.”
PAUL: “Drugs? Where?”
CARSON: “Drugs weren’t necessary for this extraction. I only extract what I know—and I know brains.”
CHRISTIE: “You lobotomized him?”
CARSON: “Had to be done. He was loud, and I don’t like loud. (Trump backs away) Oh, and I named him. Called him ‘Brainless,’ and he liked it. I got the idea from ‘How To Train Your Dragon.’”
FIORINA: “That’s ‘Toothless.’”
CARSON: “Oh, right! Wow, that’s ironic.”
FIORINA: “Can you make Brainless stop playing with my hair?”
CARSON: “No, and I wouldn’t move, Carly. His only remaining emotions are ‘curious’ and ‘destroy.’”
FIORINA: “But—”
HUCKABEE: “You know Carly, if you were Hillary Clinton, you could just hand him your hair.”
BUSH: “That’s mean!”
TRUMP: “I wore one of Hillary’s wigs for a month. No one noticed.”
HUCKABEE: “Jeb’s right. My crack about Hillary’s wig was unchristian. Sometimes I lose focus, like—”
PAUL: “Birds nest in my hair.”
HUCKABEE: “—like Rand.”
PAUL: “Not sure why they nest there, but then I’m usually pretty wasted. On my third joint, they talk to me. Wanna know how I feed the babies?”
CHRISTIE: “No! No one cares, Rand! Marijuana is evil! I’m sick of you kids and your rock…marijuana!”
PAUL: “Stop pronouncing the ‘j,’ dude. I never pronounce the ‘j’ when I say, you know, ‘pot.’”
HUCKABEE: “Okay, that’s enough! Remember, this is the Christmas season! It’s a time of goodwill; when we turn from our pettiness and become the people we had always hoped to be!”
TRUMP: “So we need to repent?”
HUCKABEE: “Well, I wouldn’t say—“
TRUMP: “—‘cause I once had my private jet drop ‘You’re Fired!’ leaflets on the Island of Misfit Toys.”
CHRISTIE: “Donald, that’s horrible! Outside of New Hampshire, that's the only place where I do well!”
TRUMP: “It’s okay. It was all done very humanely. I even laughed humanely.”
BUSH: “Hey guys, what happened to Carly?”
TRUMP: “Gone. She was at 2%. The field keeps shrinking. Soon it will just be me…and Jesus. I promise not to go after him—if he treats me right.”
CRUZ: “I’m okay with everything Donald just said.”
BUSH: “Yeah, we’ve noticed.”
RUDOLPH: “Okay, everybody, time to get going! Don’t lose hope, we’re almost there!”