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Traffic Cop: Are you trying to get a ticket? Frosty: Yes. To the North Pole, please.
-Traffic Cop Frosty Professor Hinkle: That's my hat and I want it back. Santa Claus: DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH THAT!!!
-Professor Hinkle Santa Claus I can count to ten. One, two, three, four, five, nine, six, eight... Well, I can count to five.
-Frosty Because when the thermometer gets red, the temperature goes up, and when the temperature goes up, I start to melt, and when I melt, I get all wishy-washy.
-Frosty Boy #1: What shall we call him? How about Harold? Boy #2: Bruce? Children: No. Girl #1: Christopher Columbus? Children: No. Boy #3: Oatmeal? Children: Oatmeal?
-Kids I must get that hat back! Think nasty, think nasty, think nasty!
-Professor Hinkle Silly snowmen, once they come to life they don't know nothing. Come to life?
-Traffic Cop Hocus-Pocus explained the situation to Santa, who as you know, speaks fluent rabbit.
-Narrator Happy birthday!
-Frosty We evil magicians have to make a living too.
-Professor Hinkle Now you go home and write "I am very sorry for what I did to Frosty" a hundred zillion times. And then maybe - just maybe, mind you - you'll find something in your stocking tomorrow morning.
-Santa Claus Now Frosty, bein' made out of snow, was the fastest belly-whopper in the world.
-Narrator Voila, the eggs have turned into... messy, messy, messy!
-Professor Hinkle Professor Hinkle: Where is that rabbit? Hocus Pocus, where are you? The only thing good about this hat is garbage! Frosty: Happy Birthday! Professor Hinkle: But, if that hat's magic, then I want it back!
-Professor Hinkle and Frosty Now I've got you! And the minute you're melted, that hat will be mine!
-Professor Hinkle Bah! The only thing this hat is good for is the trashcan!
-Professor Hinkle Now, Professor Hinkle was just about the worst magician in the world.
-Narrator Professor Hinkle: Now give me that hat, or else.
Frosty: Or else, what?
Professor Hinkle: Oh, don't bother me with details. Give me that hat!
-Professor Hinkle, Frosty
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