
Lux Radio Theatre - Miracle on 34th Street
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Mr. Gailey
Lux presents Hollywood. Sleeper Mother's Company, the makers of Lux Planet soap brings you the Lux Radio Theater starring Edmund Gwen in Miracle on 34th Street. Ladies and gentlemen, your producer, Mr. Irving Cumming. Greetings from Hollywood. Ladies and gentlemen, our Christmas present to you is one of our 20 greats which has become a modern Christmas classic. Miracle on 34th Street. So if you have any doubts as to whether or not there's a Santa Claus, I want you to meet Edmund Gwen in a moment when he will recreate his original role in this delightful 20th Century Fox picture. It's Thanksgiving Day in New York City. On a Broad Avenue adjoining Central park, an annual event is being joyfully awaited. The spectacular parade presented by Macy's department store to herald in the Christmas season. Away from the crowd are two of Macy's public relations experts. He's simply wonderful, Mrs. Walker. Just look at him on that float. The most realistic Santa Claus we've ever had. Why, he didn't even need any padding, did he?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Padding?
Mr. Gailey
Well, didn't you notice his tummy? So firm, yet so fully packed. Well, now that everything's under control, where on earth did you find him?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I. I don't know. I just turned around and there he was.
Mr. Gailey
And you think that the man whose place he took was. Was intoxicated with a breath that would
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
knock over a reindeer.
Mr. Gailey
Just think if Mr. Macy had seen him.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
What if Mr. Gimble had seen him? Competition between our swords is shot enough as it is. And the parade starting.
Mr. Gailey
Let's stand at the curb.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Not I, Mr. Shellhammer.
Mr. Gailey
I'm going home and relax.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Anyway, I can see it from there. I Live just around the corner.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, so you do. Well, see you tomorrow, Mrs. Barker. And congratulations on finding the best Catholic cloud in Macy's history. That's certainly a wonderful parade, Susan. Oh, just look at that clown. Gosh, what a giant.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Giant? Mr. Gailey, there are not such things as giants.
Mr. Gailey
Well, not now, maybe, but in olden days.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Really, Mr. Gailey. And you a lawyer.
Mr. Gailey
Well, what about the giants Jack killed? You know, Jack and the Beanstalk.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Everybody knows such a fairy tale. And I agree with my mother. Fairy tales are silly.
Mr. Gailey
Come in.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Good afternoon. I'm Susan's mother. The maid said I'd. Hello, Mother. I'm walking to parade. Mr. Gailey invited me. Hello, darling.
Mr. Gailey
Susie's told me quite a lot about you, Mr. Walker.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
She's told me quite a lot about you too. The man in the front apartment.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, that's all part of a plot. Mrs. Walker, I'm very fond of Susie, but I also want to meet you.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
At least you're thankful. Don't even mention the name. Why not, Mother? That Santa Claus you see is a last minute substitute. But why? Remember the way the janitor was last New Year's? Oh, my. Tight as an owl.
Mr. Gailey
I see. Susan doesn't read in Santa Claus either.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
That's right. She never has. Well, that's the end of the parade. Mother, I've been stinking. It's Thanksgiving and there are only the two of us. Couldn't we invite Mr. Gailey?
Mr. Gailey
Well, I. No, please don't bother. I'll. I'll have a sandwich or something.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
But we have such a big turkey. Please, Mother, please. Did I ask. All right, Ms. Gailey.
Mr. Gailey
Who's these?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Oh, you ask. Fine. Susan fingers at three. Mr. Gailey. Hello, Mrs. Walker? Yes, Mr. Schellhammer?
Mr. Gailey
Your mate said you were a Thanksgiving dinner. But I just have to to tell you your Santa Claus was stupendous.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, thank you.
Mr. Gailey
Mr. Macy himself wants him to be our toy department. Santa Claus.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, fine. Can you hire him?
Mr. Gailey
I already have. Oh, he's a born salesman. I just feel it.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Good. We'll talk about it in the morning. Thanks for calling, Mr. Shellhammer.
Mr. Gailey
Here he is. Mr. Mr. Schohammer. You're Santa Claus. Well, thank you, Alfred. Thank you. Good morning, Santa Claus. Morning. Now, before you go to the toy department. Here's a list of toys that we. We have to push. You know, things we're overstocked on. Oh, now, you'll find that a great many children will be undecided as to what they want for Christmas. When that happens, you immediately suggest One of these items, you understand? I certainly do. Fine. Now take the list. And Alfred here will show you to your throne in the toy department. And don't forget, you're working for Macy's.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Are you really Santa Claus?
Mr. Gailey
Why, of course I am. But what do you want for Christmas, little boy?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I want a fire engine with a real hose that squirts real rough water. And I won't do it in the house. I'll only do it in the backyard. I promise.
Mr. Gailey
And I promise you will get your fire engine.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You see, Mama? I told you he'd get me one. Oh, that's fine. That's just D10. More than that. Wants to thank Santa Claus too.
Mr. Gailey
Yes, madam.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
What's the matter with you?
Mr. Gailey
Now, now, now, what's the trouble?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, I told you before, didn't I? The kid wants a fire engine, but there isn't one to be had anywhere in town. Macy's ain't got any gimbals. Ain't got any? Nobody's got any. My feet are killing me. And you say, okay, he gets the fire engine.
Mr. Gailey
Yeah, but you can get those fire engines at Schumfield on Lexington Avenue. Only 450. Wonderful.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Bob Chaucel. Hey, I don't get it.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, I follow the toy market very closely.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Macy sending people to other stores? Are you kidding?
Mr. Gailey
Well, the one important thing is to make the children happy, isn't it? Whether Macy's or somebody else sells the toy, it doesn't matter. Don't you feel that way?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Who, me? Yeah. Oh, yes, you. Only I didn't know Macy did. I don't get it. I just don't get it.
Mr. Gailey
Who's next, please? Right this way to see Santa Claus. All right, little girl. Girl, your neck. Oh, but of course. Little girl. You want some roller skates? Well, you shall have them too.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
And he has some fine skates here at Macy's. Haven't you, Santa Claus?
Mr. Gailey
Oh, they're good skates, all right, but not quite good enough. Now, I left some really wonderful roller skates at Gimbles. I'm sure Gimbles had just what this good little girl wants.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Mr. Shellheaver. Are you Mr. Shellheimer Gimbals?
Mr. Gailey
Well, that's just what he did say,
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Gimbles, the sales lady said I should speak to you.
Mr. Gailey
Gimbals.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I just want to congratulate you and Macy's on this wonderful new stunt you're pulling. Ma, imagine a big outfit like Macy's putting the spirit of Christmas ahead of the commercial. From now on, I'm going to be a Regular Macy's custom. All right, Mortimer. We're going to. There's a toy department over there. Mr. Gailey.
Mr. Gailey
You certainly know all about the Macy's store, don't you, Susan?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, that's because my mother works here. But I still think it's silly bringing me here to see Santa Claus.
Mr. Gailey
I just feel it when you've talked to him.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Okay, Mr. Galing. I'm certainly willing to see try.
Mr. Gailey
What a fine young lady. And what's your name, little girl?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Susan Walker. What's yours?
Mr. Gailey
Mine? Kris Kringle. I'm Santa Claus. Oh. Oh, you don't believe that, eh?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Uh, you see, my mother's Mrs. Walker. Oh, but I must say, you're the best looking Santa Claus I've ever seen.
Mr. Gailey
Really?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Your beard, for instance. It doesn't have one of those things that goes over your ears?
Mr. Gailey
Well, that's just because it's real. Just like I'm really Santa Claus. Now, go ahead.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Go on, pull it real.
Mr. Gailey
Yeah. And now, what would you like me to bring you for Christmas?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Nothing, thank you. Whatever I want, my mother will get. If it's sensible and doesn't cough too much. That's quite right, Susan.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, Hello, Mother.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Hello, Mr. Galing.
Mr. Gailey
The explanation for all this is very simple. Your maid's mother sprained her ankle. She had to go home. So she asked me to bring Susie down to you. As long as we were here, I figured we might as well say hello to Santa Claus.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
He has real whiskers, Mother. Susan, would you mind standing over there a minute? If you want me to.
Mr. Gailey
I shouldn't have brought Susie to see Santa. Daddy.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Now you're making me feel completely hearty.
Mr. Gailey
I'm sorry.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Don't you see? I tell Susan that Santa Claus is a fable. And you show her a very convincing old man with real questions. Whom is she to believe?
Mr. Gailey
Yeah, that's right, isn't it?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
When Susan was a baby, her father and I were divorced. Ever since then, I've protected my child by teaching her reality. If you don't believe in fairy tales and fantasy, you can never be hurt.
Mr. Gailey
A disillusion. We were Talking about Susie, Mrs. Water.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
And I must ask you to let me raise her as I see fit. All right, dear. The store's going to close soon. We'll run along to my office.
Narrator/Announcer
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Mr. Gailey
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Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Oh. Oh, yes. Come in. I. I'd be grateful if you'll please tell Susan you're not really Santa Claus, that there actually is no such person.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, but, Mrs. Walker, not only is there such a person, but here I am to prove it.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
No, no, you misunderstand. I want you to tell her the truth. Now, what's your real name?
Mr. Gailey
Kris Pringle. And I always tell the truth. Susie, I bet you're in the first grade.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Second grade? I mean your real name.
Mr. Gailey
Well, that is my real name. My goodness, Susie. Second grade.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Very well. I have your employment card right here. I'll look it up on that.
Mr. Gailey
That's a very cute dress, Susie.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
It's for Macy. We get 10% off.
Mr. Gailey
Oh.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You always tell the truth, do you? Look at your employment card?
Mr. Gailey
Yes.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Name?
Mr. Gailey
Chris Pringle. Address? Brooks Memorial Home, Great Neck, Long Island. You would call the home, if you can care to confirm that, Mrs. Walker? It's a home for elderly gentlemen.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Would you also like for me to confirm this?
Mr. Gailey
What's that?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Date of birth. As old as my tongue and a little bit older than my teeth. Christian. North Pole. Now, really?
Mr. Gailey
Why? I believe you doubt me, Mrs. Walker.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
And this tops everything. Next of kin? Oh, Damper and Vixen. I'm sorry to have to do this, Mr. Crinkle. But the. The Santa Claus we had two years ago is back in town, and I feel that we owe it to him to give him.
Mr. Gailey
Have I done something wrong?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Hello? No, it's just. Excuse me. Hello?
Mr. Gailey
This is Mr. Shelham and Mrs. Walker. Rob, whatever you're doing, Mr. Macy wants to see us immediately. I'll be right up.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I'm afraid I'll have to be very abrupt with you. I have to see Mr. Macy. You'll be paid for the full week, Mr. Kringle. I'll send you a check to that address.
Mr. Gailey
Go. Come right in, Mrs. Walker. Mr. Chair. Limousine.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Thank you, Mr. Macy.
Mr. Gailey
Now, about this new policy you two initiated. Macy's Santa Claus. Sending customers to gimble. I can explain everything, Mr. Macy. You don't have to explain a thing. Look. Look at my desk. 42 telegrams and over 500 phone calls. Grateful parents expressing onboard gratitude to Macy's department store. Would you. Oh, you don't say. Yes. And from now on, not only will our Santa Claus continue in this manner, but every salesperson in the entire store.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You mean, if we haven't got what the customer asked for, we're to send
Mr. Gailey
him where he can get it? No more high pressuring and forcing a customer to take something he doesn't really want.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I think that's wonderful, Mr. Macy.
Mr. Gailey
Yes. Yes, we'll be known as the helpful store, The. The friendly store. The store that places public service ahead of profits. And consequently, we'll make more profits than ever. Now, as for you, Mrs. Walker, Mr. Shellheimer, you'll find a more practical expression of my gratitude in your Christmas envelope.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Thank you, Mr. Mason. Thank you.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, and. And tell that wonderful Santa Claus I won't forget him either. As a matter of fact, I'll tell him myself in the morning. Well, yes, indeed, Mr. Mason. Good night. Good night.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Good night, J.
Mr. Gailey
And thank you again, sir. Oh, imagine, a bonus.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Yes. What's the matter with you, Mr. Shell? Hammer, I. I just fired him.
Mr. Gailey
You just.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Santa Claus? Oh, no. When you couldn't have, I did. He's crazy, Mr. Shellheimer. He really thinks he is Santa Claus.
Mr. Gailey
I don't care if he thinks he's the Easter Bunny. Find him. It was a frantic few hours that Doris spent last night rushing out to the Brooks Memorial Home in Long island and assuring Kris Kring that Macy's wanted him back as Santa Claus. So Chris is again presiding over the counted toy department. While in her office, Doris and Mr. Shellhammer.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Don't you understand, Mr. Shellhammer? That old man with the nice white whiskers insists that he is Santa Claus. He's out of his mind. He might even be dangerous. I've got to tell Mr. Macy.
Mr. Gailey
But maybe he's only a little balmy. Anyone? You can't be sure until he's examined. We'll send him to Mr. Sawyer. Sawyer in Personnel? He's paid to examine employees, isn't he? And now, Father, what do you think of this? What is it? A full page ad Macy's is running in tomorrow's newspapers.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Macy's is running it? But it's all about the other stores. You move themselves. I know, I know.
Mr. Gailey
Mr. Macy's idea to help our customers find what they want. Revolting, isn't it?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
That Santa Claus certainly has started something. Oh, well, I'll get hold of him in his lunch hour and send him up to Mr. Sawyer.
Mr. Gailey
So I changed my clothes, Mr. Sawyer, and came right out. Oh, then that's your own beard, eh? Oh, yes. Interesting complex in back of that. Why do you carry a cane? Always carry a cane, Mr. Sawyer. Well, that is when I wear street clothes. I carved this cane out of a runner from one of my old slaves. That fine, solid silver top. Who was the first president of the United States? Oh, give me a difficult one like who was vice president under James Monroe? I am conducting this examination. Well, the answer is Daniel D. Tompkins. You're rather a nervous man, aren't you? Do you get enough sleep? My personal habits are no concern of yours. What hand am I holding up? Right hand. How many fingers do you see? Three. Oh, dear. And you bite your nail to stand up, feet together, arms extended. Muscular coordination test. Oh, I've taken dozens of those tests, Mr. Sawyer. Are you happy at home? That will be all, Mr. Kringle. The examination is over. Thank you. And it may interest you to know that I have been happily married for 22 years. Very happily married. Delighted to hear. Goodbye, Mr. Sawyer. Miss Todd.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Yes, sir.
Mr. Gailey
Got Mrs. Walker on the phone.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Yes, sir. But your wife, Mr. Sawyer. She's called four times already.
Mr. Gailey
All right, big fat mark. You shut up and mind her own business.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Here's Mrs. Walker, sir.
Mr. Gailey
Hello.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I was just going to call you, Mr. Sawyer. There's a Dr. Pierce stopping by this afternoon at three.
Mr. Gailey
Who is Dr. Pierce?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
He's a physician at the Brook Com. I thought we might discuss Mr. Kringle's case with him.
Mr. Gailey
There's hardly any point in discussing it, Mrs. Walker. Obviously, the old man should be discharged. And so Dr. Pierce Kringle should be dismissed immediately and sent to a mental institution. Oh, now, just a moment, Mr. Sawyer. But he's deluded. Saying that he Santa Claus. It's a delusion for good. I found. He only wants to be friendly and helpful. His whole manner suggests aggressiveness. Look at the way he carries that cane. Mrs. Walker. Naturally, I can't discharge that loony. So when he exhibits his maniacal tendencies. Please realize the responsibility is completely yours.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, I'm right back where I started.
Mr. Gailey
Mrs. Walker. I assure you Kris Kringle has more. No maniacal tendency.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
But if there's the slightest possibility of causing any trouble, I.
Mr. Gailey
What trouble?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
All we need is for a policeman to ask his name. He says, Kris Kringle, and clang, clang, Macy's Santa Claus ends up in the psychopathic ward.
Mr. Gailey
Well, you can prevent that very simply. There must be someone here at the store who could rent him a room. Then they could both come to work together. I just assume he'll avoided that long train ride to Long island anyway.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You mean, sort of take custody of him? Do you think Mr. Kringle would agree to that?
Mr. Gailey
Oh, I'm sure he'll agree.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, in that case. Now, let's see. Who do I know who could rent him a room? I'm glad you're going to have dinner with a snoop, Mr. Kringle.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, thank you, Susie.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I'm also very glad you're going to live next door with Mr. Gailey.
Mr. Gailey
Why?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Because you're nice to talk to.
Mr. Gailey
What a fine young man that Mr. Gailey is. Now, just think. Allowing me to share his apartment. Me, a mere stranger.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
He did it because Mother hid it to him.
Mr. Gailey
Well, anyway, I'm very grateful.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Shall I tell you what I did in school today?
Mr. Gailey
Oh, by all means. Any games?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Yes, and a very silly game too. They played zoo, and each child was supposed to be an animal.
Mr. Gailey
But phew. Z. They were just pretending.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
That's what makes the game so silly.
Mr. Gailey
Of course, in order to play games, you need imagination.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, that's when you see things, but they're not really there.
Mr. Gailey
Well, yeah. Yes, but to me, you know, imagination is a place all by itself. Now, you've heard of the French nation and the British nation. Well, this is the imagination. Very interesting place too. Yeah. How. How would you like to be able to make snowballs in summertime, eh? Or to be the Statue of Liberty in the morning. And in the afternoon fly south with a flock of geese?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I'm quite sure I'd like it.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, it's very simple. Anyway, the next time they play zoo, you can be a monkey.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
But I don't Know how to be a monkey?
Mr. Gailey
Yeah. I'll show you. First, you bend over a little like this, See? Now let your arms hang loose. See? Like this.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Like this.
Mr. Gailey
Yeah, that's fine. Fine. Now put your hand over here and start scratching. See? Oh, that's excellent, Susie. Yes, that's as fine a bit of scratching as I've ever seen. Now, now, Susie. Now start chattering.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Chattering.
Mr. Gailey
That's it. Listen. See? That's it. And keep scratching. See? Now then, we'll do it together, eh? Come on. Chatter and scratch and scratch and chatter. Ah, that's fine, Susan. You're doing beautifully.
Narrator/Announcer
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Mr. Gailey
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Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Huh?
Mr. Gailey
I just come in to say good night. Susan, now, about Christmas. Must be something you like for Christmas.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, I've certainly thought about something, Mr. Kringle.
Mr. Gailey
I have. What is it? Well.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Oh, Sylvia, it's right here on the night table. See, I draw the stage out of a magazine. It's a picture of a house.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, that's what you want, eh? A doll's house? Colonial architecture.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Oh, not a doll's house house. A real house.
Mr. Gailey
A real house, yes.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
And if you're really Santa Claus, you can get it for me.
Mr. Gailey
Now, now, now, wait a minute, Susie. What. What could you possibly do with a real house?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Live in it with my mother. And the backyard with a great big tree to put a swing on. And a garden. Oh, well, why even discuss it?
Mr. Gailey
Susie, could I keep this picture just. Just in case?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I guess so.
Mr. Gailey
Thank you. Well, Mr. Gail is waiting for me. Good night, monkey.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Good night, Mr. Kringle.
Mr. Gailey
Take whichever bed you want, mister. Oh, you're very kind, really. Tell me, Mr. Bailey, just what do you do for a living? I'm a lawyer. Hayslip, haislip, Sherman and MacKenzie. Mm. Are you. You like living here in the city? Oh, it's convenient. Someday I'd like to get a place in Long Island. Not a big house. Just one of those junior partner deals around Manhattan. One of those little colonial houses. A little colonial house. You're. You're quite fond of Mrs. Walker, aren't you? A lot of good it does me. She lives in a cast iron shell that's a little difficult to penetrate. Well, you must try harder, Mr. Gayly. Mrs. Walker and that child are a couple of lost souls, and it's up to us to help them. Yeah. Oh, well, should I turn off the light? Oh, no, no. I'm not going to to be cheated out of this. All of my life I've wondered about it, and now I'm going to find out. Well, does Santa Claus sleep with his whiskers? Outsider? Inside,
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Of course.
Mr. Gailey
Outside, by all means. The cold air makes them grow. Thank you. Now, come in, Mrs. Walker. Come in.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Thank you, Mr. Macy. I've just heard something very exciting.
Mr. Gailey
You have? Well, let me tell you something very exciting. Our policy of being kind to customers has tripled our sales. Now, what do you think of that?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Wonderful, Mr. Macy. And Gimbels thinks it's wonderful too. Gimbles Gimbals are adopting the same policy.
Mr. Gailey
Well, is that so?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
And it gives me an idea. As long as gimbals are doing the same thing, why not some pictures for newspapers?
Mr. Gailey
Pictures?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Yes. You and Mr. Gimble shaking hands.
Mr. Gailey
Shaking hands? R.H. macy and Gimble.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well. Well, yes.
Mr. Gailey
Yes. Why not? With Santa Claus? Oh, it's a great idea, Mrs. Walker. Macy and Gimble, shaking hands. No, no, no. That's. That's enough pictures, gentlemen. Thank you. Thank you very much. Well, Mr. Gimble. Come on, R.H. now we'll go over to my store and get some really good pictures. Just a minute. I have something here for Santa Claus. Here you are, Mr. Kringle. A check in appreciation of all you've done. Mr. Macy, that's most kind of you. I didn't think you were that generous. RH that's quite a check. What are you going to do with Mr. Kringle? Well, I have a friend, a Dr. Pierce. He needs a new X ray machine. Buy the machine through the store. 10% discount.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Nonsense.
Mr. Gailey
Come over to Gimble. We'll furniture at cost. Keep it up, gentlemen. Keep it up. At this rate, my friend will have a whole new hospital. How did the pictures turn out, Mr. Kringle? Oh, fine, Alfred, fine. How about again? Checkers during lunch hour? Well, not today, Chris. I. I don't feel so good.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Huh?
Mr. Gailey
What's the matter, Alfred? Oh, nothing much. You remember I was telling you how I like to play Santa Claus over at the Y and give out packages to the kids? Yes. Well, I was telling Mr. Sawyer about it.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
And he said.
Mr. Gailey
Says that's very bad. That psychologically it's all wrong. Wrong to be nice to children. Well, he says guys who play Santa Claus do it because when they was young, they must have done something bad. And now they do something I think is good to make up for it. See, it's what he calls a guilt complex. Alfred, what else have you found wrong with you? Oh, nothing much. Just that I hate my father. Oh, I didn't know it, but he says I do. Excuse me. Well, hey, ain't you gonna have lunch later? Right now I have an appointment with Mr. Sawyer. What do you mean, breaking into my office like this? Are you a licensed psychiatrist? What business is it of yours? I have a great respect for psychiatry. And great contempt for meddling amateurs who go around practicing it. You shut up. You want to be horse whipped? Taking a boy like Alfred and filling him up with complexes and phobias and physical. I think I am better equipped to judge that than you. Just because Alfred wants to be kind to children. You tell him he has a guilt complex. Having the same delusion you couldn't possibly understand. And don't you wave that cane at me either. You stop analyzing, Alfred, and I'll go straight to Mr. Macy and tell him what a contemptible fraud you are. You get out of here. Get out before I have you thrown out. There's only one way to handle a man like you. Well, maybe this will knock some sense into you.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Oh.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, my head. My head. Mr. Sawyer. Ms. Brown.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Ms. Brown.
Mr. Gailey
Get me the police. Get me Mrs. Walker. Get me the photopathic ward at Bellevue Hospital. Hello, Chris. Hello, Fred. Chris, I've been speaking to the doctors here in the hospital. They said they've given you Some tests? Oh, yes. Same old test. Except this time you failed to pass them. Chris, you failed deliberately. Why? Because I had great hopes for. I had a feeling that Mrs. Walker was beginning to believe in me. And now I discover she was only humoring me all the time. But this wasn't Dora's idea at all. Mr. Sawyer had you sent here before she even knew about it. Why didn't she come to me, explain things? Well, because she didn't want to hurt you. No, but it's not just Mrs. Walker. Take Mr. Sawyer. Contemptible, dishonest, deceitful. It's normal. I don't want it. But you just can't think of yourself. What happened to you matters to a lot of other people. People like me, who believe in what you stand for. And people like. Well, like Susie. We're just beginning, Chris. You're letting us down. Well, well, well, maybe you're right. Of course you're right. I ought to be ashamed of myself. Let's get out of here. Now, wait a minute. You funked your mental examination but good. Oh, yes. So indeed. Well, you're a lawyer. You fix it. Hey, hey. Now, look, I won't let you down. And you won't let me down, Doctor. Chris, take it easy. Look, there'll have to be a hearing. If you're going to be committed, it's got to be before a judge. Well. Well, if I can do anything at all, it'll have to be in that courtroom. Sit tight, Chris. I'll get an idea. I'll have to. Send for me Mr. Macy. I certainly did, Mr. Sawyer. I brought my family to the toy department to see our Santa Claus. And our Santa Claus isn't there. He's in Bellevue. Yes. Yes, he is, Mr. Macy. Because he's a lunatic. Yes, sir. Lunatic. Lunatic, my foot. You listen to me, Sawyer. You get that case dropped right away or you'll have another lump to match the one he gave you. But because of my hands, Mr. Mr. Kringle goes to court in the morning. All right. You'll see that he's back in the toy department by afternoon. Now get out of here. Oh, Ms. Gailey. Ms. Gailey. Yes? I've been looking all over for you. I'm Mr. Sawyer. Oh, so you're Sawyer. Yes. I was just speaking to the court clerk, and he said you represent Mr. Kringle. Well, I represent Mr. Macy. Then I'll see you in court. Yes. Well, that's what I wanted to speak to you about. Mr. Macy would like to drop the whole case right now. You See, we are most anxious to avoid any publicity. No publicity, huh? That's very interesting. Then you will cooperate? You know something, Mr. Sawyer? You have just given me the idea that I've been searching. If I'm going to win this case. I'm going to have to have public opinion. And plenty of it. And publicity is just the way to do it. Mr. Gailey. But, Mr. Gailey, Look at these newspapers. Chris here. Evening Dispatch. Doctors doubt sanity of Santa will launch goodwill campaign. All right. Daily Borden. Macy's Santa Claus to have lunacy hearing. What's this one? New York Express. Is Kris Kringle Crazy 4 gave coming. Kiddies cry calamity. You've driven the United nations clear Back to page 5. But get a good night's sleep, Chris. We go before Judge Harper at 10 tomorrow morning. Bubba Wallace here from 2311, racing. You know what's slower than a pace car waiting at the car wash? That's when I fire up Chumba Casino. It turns those slow minutes into fast fun. With new games every week. You'll never get bored. Next time you're stuck in the slow lane, Speed up with Chumba. Play now@chumbacasino.com. let's Chumba. Sponsored by Chumba Casino. No purchase necessary. VGW Group void where prohibited by law 21 terms and conditions apply. Tyler Redick here from 2311 Racing. The rush of racing. Nothing beats it. But Chumba Casino comes close. Chumba's got fast spins, fun games, daily bonuses. 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Because he believes he is Santa Claus. An entirely logical conclusion. Anyone who thinks he's Santa Claus is crazy. Your Honor, you believe yourself to be Judge Harper, yet no one questions your sanity because you are Judge harper, do they? Mr. Kringle is the subject of this sanity hearing, not I. Well, you, Honor, I intend to prove that. Mr. Zadoker. Mr. Mara, I thought you said this was a cut and dried sanity hearing. Well, I thought it was. Your Honor, in view of Mr. G. I'll have to retire back to Journal. Now. Well, can't wait until tomorrow. I'm eating my dinner. Who's been subpoenaed? Well, how do you think I feel about it? Yes, I'll see you tomorrow.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Who is that, dear?
Mr. Gailey
R.H. macy has been subpoenaed. Oh, they make me look like a sadistic monster who likes nothing better than to drown pussycats and tear wings off a butterflies. Quiet, dear.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Tommy's still awake.
Mr. Gailey
Oh. Oh, yes. It would break his heart if he knew what he. I'm doing my job as assistant district attorney. I'm not so sure, but that I agree with them. Mr. Kringle looks like a very nice old man. And I don't persecute him. I am not persecuting him. I'm prosecuting him. I like you, but there's nothing I can do about it.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You know something, Thomas? Sometimes I wish I'd married a plumber.
Mr. Gailey
Well, if I lose this very much. R.H. macy, huh? I wonder what he's gonna pull tomorrow. Proceed to the witness, Mr. Gillette. Now then, Misty. If you defendants please tell us who he is. Kris Kringle, of course. Do you believe him to be of sound mind? Sound mind? Wish I had a dozen like him. Mr. Macy, you are under oath. Do you believe that man? Santa Claus? That's rather a delicate. Careful, R. Just think of those headlines tomorrow. Macy admits his Saturday is a fraud. You keep out of this, Gimble. I beg your pardon. What did you say? My hides owe nothing. Nothing, Mr. Mon. Well, I wish you would now. And Santa Claus? Yes, in my opinion, he most certainly is. Your Honor. Your Honor, there is no such person. Everybody knows and you prove there isn't any. Your Honor, the prosecution requests an immediate ruling from this court. Is there or is there, Martha? Santa Claus. The court will take a. Hello, Henry. Hi, Charlie. You doing here? Get an old fish. And if you ask, when needed, like you do now, now, this Kringle case. Well, I certainly don't see what they're making such a fuss about. Henry, That's Santa Claus. You Garrud is dynamite. And you're coming up for reelection soon. Charlie. You know what happened last night. Martha brought the grandchild. They wouldn't kiss grandpa. They wouldn't even talk to me. See what I mean? If you rule there is no Santa Claus. You better start looking for that chicken farm right now. I'm a responsible judge. How can I seriously rule that there is a Santa Claus? Because offensively. Don't hang up those toys supposed to be in those stockings. Nor the toy manufacturers have to lay off them. By now you've got the Y, F of L and the S against you. And they're going to say it with votes, see? Oh, and the department stores are going to love you, too. Yes, sir, Henry. And what about the Salvation Army? They got a Santa Claus on every street corner. And they take in a lot of money to help the poor. But you go ahead, Henry. You go in there and rule that there isn't any Santa Claus. But if you do, you can count on getting just two votes. Your own. And that disconnect journeys out there. One vote, Charlie. He. He's a Republican. The question of Santa Claus seems to be largely a matter of opinion. The tradition of American justice. Demands a broad and unprejudiced view of such a controversial matter. But you're right. This court therefore intends to keep his mind open. We shall ask for evidence on either side. But, your honor, the burden of proof clearly rests with my opponent here. Can he produce any evidence to support his view? If your honor please, I can. Will Thomas Mara please take the stand? Who, me? No, no. Thomas Mara, Jr. I believe he and his mother are both in court today.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Hi, Papa.
Mr. Gailey
Hi, Tommy. Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I sure do. Gosh, he gave me a brand new sled last year.
Mr. Gailey
Now tell me, what does Santa Claus look like?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, there he is, sitting right over there.
Mr. Gailey
Carol. Tell me, Johnny, why are you so sure that the Santa calls?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Because my papa told me so. Thank you, papa.
Mr. Gailey
Thank you, Tommy.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Papa.
Mr. Gailey
Yes, you certainly will. Your honor, don't forget.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Santa Claus. This year I want a football helmet.
Mr. Gailey
Don't worry, Tommy. You'll get it. Mr. Kringle, if you don't want mine. I'm sorry, sir. Your honor, the state of New York concedes the existence of a Santa Claus. But in so conceding, we demand that Mr. Gailey stop presenting personal opinion as evidence. I insist he submit authoritative proof. That Mr. Kringle here is the one and only Santa Claus. Now, Mr. Gailey, are you prepared to show that Mr. Kringle is Santa Claus. On the basis of unprejudiced authority. Well, no, not. Not now. I need a little time. Oh, why not now? Tomorrow, you, Honor. Very well. Courts adjourn till tomorrow morning. Oh, brother.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Now, come on, Susan, dear. Finish your supper. But I can't, Mother. All these things you're saying in the newspapers. About Mr. Kringle and Mr. Gailey Bill having this trial. Because he says he's Santa Claus. He's so kind and nice and jolly. He's not like anyone else I know. He must be Santa. You know something? I think perhaps you're right. Is Mr. Kringle sad now, Mother? I'm afraid he must be. Then I'll write him a letter. Maybe that'll make him feel better. Maybe that'll cheer him up a little bit. Oh, postman. Postman. Yeah, Lady, Would you mind taking this letter?
Mr. Gailey
Sure, lady. We're going straight down to the post office now. Okay, Louie, take it away. Hey, what do you know, Louie? Another letter for Santa Claus. Hey, here's a new one. The center North Pole is. Got it. Addressed to Kris Kringle, New York County Courthouse. Well, the kid's right, huh? Oh, yeah, sure. They got him on trial down there. He claims he's Santa Claus. And the DA Claims he's nuts. Hey, hey, I got an idea. How many Santa Claus letters we got down there. With a dead letter office, who knows? Maybe 50,000 fags and fags all over the joint. You mean, what's Mikey. Why not? Wouldn't it be nice to get rid of them all?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Would it?
Mr. Gailey
Boy, oh, boy. Look, Louie, soon as we get to the post office, we go see the supervisor. Hey, you know something? I thought we both get promoted. And since the defense has been unable to. To submit one shred of proof. That Kris Kringle is the one and only Santa Claus. And since tonight is Christmas Eve. I ask your Honor. That this hearing be terminated without further delay. I protest. I do have evidence. Five minutes ago, you said you didn't. During Mr. Mara's oration. The bailiff handed my client the evidence. I refer to what evidence this is, actually, you, honor. Oh, yes, Mr. Kringle. It's from Susan Walker. She believes in me. This letter means more to me than anything in the world. That letter was delivered by the United States Post Office. An official agency of the federal government. The post office department is one of the largest business concerns in the world. Last year, it did a gross volume of over $1 billion. And this year. Your Honor, I'm sure we're all gratified that the post office Is getting along so well. But what bearing has it got to do on the sanity of that man? My point is that the post office department is a model of efficiency. Furthermore, the laws of this country make it a criminal offense. To willfully misdirect mail. Or intentionally deliver it to the wrong party. The state of New York is second to none in its admiration of the post office department. We are very happy to concede, Mr. Gayly, these claims. For the record, Mr. Marron. For the record. Anything to get on with this case. Thank you, your honor. That letter just received by Mr. Kringle. Is positive proof that a compl. Your honor, one letter is hardly positive. I have further exhibits, your honor, but I hesitate to produce some. Come, Mr. Gailey. Put them here on my desk. Your honor, my debt. Put them on my desk. All right, boys, bring it in. You run it.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You run up.
Mr. Gailey
What is this? Empty those mail sacks on Judge Harper's desk.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Yeah, but.
Mr. Gailey
But we got six truckloads out there. Bring them in. We'll be fine for contempt of court. No, no, Just a cycle.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
We'll do it.
Mr. Gailey
We'll do it. Your arms. Through range, through sleep, through carbooms, anything. We deliver daily, your honor. Every one of those letters in every one of those mail sacks. Is addressed to trust Santa Claus. The post office has delivered them here. Therefore, the post office department recognizes Kris Kringle to be the one and only Santa Claus. Since the United States government declares this man to be Santa Claus, this court will not dispute it. He says, me. For heaven's sake, get this mail out of my classroom. I came straight to Macy's to see you, Doris.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Chris, I'm so glad you won.
Mr. Gailey
Thank you. Well, we're having a big Christmas party at the Brooks home tomorrow morning. I'd like so much to see you and Susan there.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
We'll be there. Chris, couldn't you. Couldn't you come home now, have dinner with. With us?
Mr. Gailey
Now? Tonight?
Narrator/Announcer
Me?
Mr. Gailey
Oh, my goodness, Doris, it's Christmas Eve. Alfred. Alfred, look. Look who came all the way out here to the home just for our Christmas party. Chris, it's Mr. Macy. Yes, a Mr. Gimble, too. Oh, excuse me, Alfred. Mrs. Wall confused. He has to leave now, and I.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Darling, you got so many presents. Not the one I wanted. Not the one Mr. Kringle was going to get for me. Well, what was it? It doesn't matter. I knew I wouldn't get it. But I thought he'd at least tell me.
Mr. Gailey
Why, Judy. I'm sorry, Judy. I tried my best.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
You couldn't get it? Because you're not Santa Claus. Just a nice old man like Mother said. But I was wrong when I told you that you must believe in Mr. Kringle and keep right on doing it. You must have faith in him. That doesn't make sense, Mother. Faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to. But, Mother, you always do. Susan, just because things don't turn out the way you want them to the first time. You still got to believe in people. I found.
Mr. Gailey
Hello, Doris. Fred.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Mr. Gailey.
Mr. Gailey
Merry Christmas, Susie.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Gosh. You just go here, and we're just ready to leave.
Mr. Gailey
Well, I've been here. And if you're ready to leave, I'll drive you home. Before you go, here, here's a map I've made for you. You will miss a lot of traffic. About four miles south, you will see Ashley Avenue. That's the street you want. Ashley Avenue. Thanks, Chris. And Merry Christmas. Merry Christmas to you, Fred. And to you, my dear. And to you, Susie.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Mr. Kringle, I do believe. I do. You're silly, I suppose, but I do. I don't understand it. Spread the map, Kristen. It definitely says Ashley Avenue. We've been on Ashley Avenue now for. Stop the car. Stop the car, please. Susie.
Mr. Gailey
What is it, darling?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
What's the matter? There it is. The house. The house.
Mr. Gailey
Suzy, she's running into that house.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
At least there's no one home. It's brand new.
Mr. Gailey
It's just been built. Oh. For sale. It's for sale.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
What on earth is that child up to?
Mr. Gailey
Susie. Hey, Susie.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Here I am, upstairs. Well, come right down. You know, you shouldn't run around in other people's houses,
Mr. Gailey
stranger. No, no.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I mean this house. I've seen this house somewhere. I know I have. Maybe in a magazine. Heather, it's our house. It's the one I asked him for. Mr. Kringle. Mr. Kringle. I know it is. Oh, you were right, Mommy. You were right. Mommy told me if things didn't turn out just the way you wanted them at first, you still got to believe. And I kept believing. And you were right, Mommy. Mr. Kringle is Santa Claus. Now, where are you going? In fact, to see if there's a swing. There is one, Mommy. There is one.
Mr. Gailey
You told. I told her that I'd be leaving.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
Well, you told me. Fred,
Mr. Gailey
the sign outside the sale. Well, we can't let her down, can we?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
I never really doubted you. It's just my silly common sense.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, it even makes sense to believe in me now. I must be a pretty Good lawyer. I take a little old man and legally prove to the world that he's Santa Claus. Now, you know that, Fred. What? What's next?
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
There, in the corner by the fireplace.
Mr. Gailey
Oh, no.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
No, it can't be. No, it couldn't.
Mr. Gailey
A cane. Chris's cane. Why, there couldn't be two canes like this anywhere in the world.
Mrs. Walker/Susan Walker
World Silver handle and all.
Mr. Gailey
Hey, you know something? Maybe I didn't do such a wonderful thing after all. Edmund Terry GW. This is the third time you've been our Santa Claus, Teddy. And it was delightful as ever. Well, it's one of my favorite parts, Irving. Because every time I'm Santa, I get letters from those pretty luxe girls. Tonight will begin the greatest Doris with the o' Connor as Fred, Hattie I and all as Susan. William Conlet as Mara Polly Bear as Sawyer, Bill Boucher as Macy. Herb Butterfield as the judge and Yvonne Patey. Harry Shearer, Mary Jane Croft. Joe Forte had the cautious Shep Mankin. Howard McNear, Sam Edwards, Herb Vigren and Eddie Maher Original story by Valentine Davies
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Original Airdate: July 23, 2026
Podcast Host: Harold’s Old Time Radio
This episode is a presentation of the classic Lux Radio Theatre adaptation of Miracle on 34th Street—the beloved holiday story that asks whether Santa Claus truly exists. Starring Edmund Gwenn, reprising his Oscar-winning role as Kris Kringle, the show transports listeners to postwar New York amid department store rivalries, charming skepticism, and an earnest legal battle over the existence of Santa Claus.
Miracle on 34th Street weaves themes of faith versus skepticism, the spirit of giving, and the importance of imagination through its heartfelt radio drama format, making it an enduring Christmas favorite brought to new life for old-time radio fans.
“He's simply wonderful, Mrs. Walker. Just look at him on that float. The most realistic Santa Claus we’ve ever had.” – Mr. Gailey (01:02)
“The one important thing is to make the children happy, isn’t it?...Whether Macy’s or somebody else sells the toy, it doesn’t matter.” – Kris Kringle (07:19)
“Susan doesn’t believe in Santa Claus either.” – Doris Walker (04:23)
“That old man with the nice white whiskers insists that he is Santa Claus. He’s out of his mind. He might even be dangerous.” – Doris Walker (16:41)
“Not only will our Santa Claus continue in this manner, but every salesperson in the entire store…we’ll be known as the helpful store…public service ahead of profits. And consequently, we’ll make more profits than ever.” – Mr. Macy (15:15)
“He’s crazy, Mr. Shellhammer. He really thinks he is Santa Claus.” – Doris Walker (16:14)
“There’s only one way to handle a man like you. Well, maybe this will knock some sense into you.” – Kris Kringle (31:17)
“Well, I’ve been here. And if you’re ready to leave, I’ll drive you home. Before you go, here’s a map I’ve made for you…” – Kris Kringle (50:44)
“The post office department recognizes Kris Kringle to be the one and only Santa Claus. Since the United States government declares this man to be Santa Claus, this court will not dispute it.” – Judge Harper (48:10)
“Mr. Kringle, I do believe. I do. You’re silly, I suppose, but I do.” – Susan Walker (51:07) “A cane. Chris’s cane. Why, there couldn’t be two canes like this anywhere in the world.” – Fred Gailey (53:29)
Kris’s Philosophy of Giving:
“The one important thing is to make the children happy, isn’t it?...Whether Macy’s or somebody else sells the toy, it doesn’t matter. Don’t you feel that way?” — Kris Kringle (07:19)
Kris to Susan on Imagination:
“Imagination is a place all by itself…How would you like to be able to make snowballs in summertime, eh? Or fly south with a flock of geese?” — Kris Kringle (21:53)
Legal Wit:
“Your honor…anyone who thinks he’s Santa Claus is crazy. Well, you believe yourself to be Judge Harper, yet nobody questions your sanity because you are Judge Harper, do they?” — Fred Gailey in court (37:27)
Crowning Moment:
“Since the United States government declares this man to be Santa Claus, this court will not dispute it.” — Judge Harper (48:10)
Susan’s Moment of Faith and Wonder:
“It’s the house…It’s the one I asked him for…Mr. Kringle. Mr. Kringle. He is Santa Claus.” — Susan Walker (52:09)
Doris on Faith:
“Faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to.” — Doris Walker (50:25)
The episode delivers warmth, wit, whimsy, and drama wrapped in classic radio style. Performances are infused with sincerity and humor, bringing out the timeless appeal of believing in magic, even as grownups.
Miracle on 34th Street reimagined for radio is a festive treat and a testament to the enduring power of hope, kindness, and faith. By presenting Kris’s story amid holiday hustle, courtroom drama, and a skeptical child’s heart, the episode reminds listeners that “faith is believing in things when common sense tells you not to,” and that sometimes, a miracle is simply a child’s wish come true.