Niblet: Fresh gingerbread bones! Come and get 'em!
[he eats them all]
Niblet: Oops! Don't worry. We have more.
Cookie: No, we don't.
Niblet: No, we don't.
Strudel: Is your stomach feeling alright?
Niblet: It's feeling glorious, 'cuz it's witnessing a miracle of Christmas digestion!
Ralph: [after the pups sang to him] The grey one, she was a little off key. Just sayin'.
Rebound: Come on, Ralph! You're coming with us!
Cupcake: If you don't come, we'll start singing again!
Ralph: Okay! I'm coming! I'm coming! Way to threaten a guy on Christmas Eve.
Strudel: The Kibble Cake Saga continues! More and more pounds have gone out of commission on account of bellyaches! Do you know what this means?
Niblet: Yeah, those guys are lightweights.
Strudel: Mr. Nut-Nut says that even more pounds are down for the count! We need to place 100... no, 200... a thousand more puppies?
Cookie: It's impossible!
Squirt: It's ridiculous!
Niblet: It's impossidiculosolus!
Rebound: All these pups have made their own miracles happen. Each one of them found their perfect person thanks to the Pound Puppies.
Lucky: You know what? She's right. Each of these pups shares a bond with their person that is nothing short of miraculous!
Ralph: Boy, and a couple of them look even less endearing than I do. I believe!
Winston: Who is it? Is it the Ghost of Christmas Past?
Rebound: I don't care what they say. I'm not giving up on miracles, and I'm not giving up on Ralph.
Cookie: We need a miracle!
Strudel: What we need is science!
Niblet: What you talkin' 'bout, Strudel?
Strudel: Squirrels, gather those high tech parts I asked you to squirrel away for a rainy... er, snowy day.
Patches: Rebound, there is no such thing as Kris Jingles.
Cupcake: You're embarrassing us in front of the grown-ups.
Rebound: I think the grown-ups need him more than I do.