To Mama's silver, that I will never ever get, Merry Christmas. Dorothy: To the silver and to June, the best brother-in-law that ever lived, even in death. Lizzie: And a mighty fine husband too.
No, Dorothy, you are not in Kansas anymore, and there is no Wonderful Wizard of Oz to send you back home. Here in this place, there are only the Ghosts of Christmas Past and the Silent Screams of ...