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Hello?

Hello.

I have been trying to get a hold of you all day.

Speak up. I can't hear you.

I'm not in the office, Mr Sood.

Not at work? Are the markets closed?

No, Mr Sood. But it's Christmas.

Hang Christmas! It's my money you're losing.

I gave you instructions this morning.

We've opened another bottle, Quinn.

Merry Christmas, Mr Sood, you old f...

I have lost a small fortune

while you guzzle away my profits.

Oh, come on, Mr Sood. It's Christmas.

You are no longer my stockbroker.

Looks like my Christmas just came early.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

Christmas is a con. On that you can depend.

Come on, kids! Let's go and see Santa!

Merry Christmas, Mr S.

You still owe me for last year's books and late tax funds.

Oh, come on, Guv. My takings are down.

No-one's spending.

At these prices, I'm not surprised.

As your business manager,

I'm here to tell you the tax man is after you

and it's not my fault If you end up in trouble.

It's Christmas.

I am trying to help you.

I always said a seasonal market

is a bad business model, didn't I?

Yeah! children

What are you looking at?

Get on your good foot, baby!

s,

What? It's cold, man.

Bob freezing in here.

Do something about it.

Oh, for god's sake, Bob.

Can you turn the heating up please?

I can't feel my chestnuts anymore.

Can you just put another hoodie on, Ken?

He'll know as soon as he comes in and just see it

when he checks the gas bill.

Is it really worth the hassle?

Unless you're volunteering to come over here and warm

my baubles up for me, then yes.

-You lackey. -Oi!

I'm no lackey.

Just grateful to Mr S giving me a start when I had nothing.

You still got nothing, you Muppet.

If you don't turn the heating up, I will hold you personally

responsible for my infertility.

-Alright.

Right. I'll do it. But as a one-off.

One degree!

What? Just be grateful we've all got jobs.

Be home time soon anyway.

I suspect that that wasteman has gone home already.

Yeah. So he doesn't have to look us in the face

to say "No Christmas bonus. No office do."

-When's he ever gone home early? -Hey.

Who fancies a drink?

Ken? Seriously? Are you taking the mick?

Come on, who wants one? Everyone? Fill 'em up.

-Ken, please. -That's it, line 'em up!

Hey, Bob, come away from that window.

Have a festive tipple.

We work our fingers to theboe

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er

Oh no.

Okay.

Mr Sood.

-Pleasant surprise. -Cratchit.

-Issue everyone their notice. -What?

But Mr S., no harm done.

We were just getting into the Christmas spirit.

If they want to intoxicate themselves and disrespect my

name, on my premises, on my time, I see no other option.

But Mr S, we've got our end of year accounts to complete, and--

Precisely, precisely.

Your disregard for our deadlines is unacceptable.

You are all replaceable.

But it's Christmas Eve.

I suggest you don't say another word or you'll be fired too.

Bah-quaas? Bah-humbug, more like.

-Bob. -Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas Suprit. Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, Uncle.

-Hey, Bob. Merry Christmas. -Merry Christmas.

Heads up. Your uncle just lost his rag.

What right have you to be merry?

-You're Indian and poor. -Uncle. Come on.

What right do you have to be grumpy? Huh?

You are British and rich.

Ah, it's not our religion.

Yeah, but all gods are the same, aren't they?

That's what Ma used to say.

My sister's greatest failure was her inability to instil

a sense of reality and identity in her Indian son.

Hai Bhagvan, bless her soul.

She left us too early, just like our mother.

Well, Uncle, there's no better time in London

than Christmas.

It's a time for giving, sharing, and family coming together.

That woman has mushed your brain.

Why would you marry an English woman and one with

no money and no status?

Uh, in fact, my dear wife and I are having

a small party tomorrow.

And once again, we are inviting you, Uncle.

Uncle, come on.

It's not right you being all alone at Christmas.

What's not right is you and other fools like you

spending money they don't have on parties.

And then they say we're having a cost of living crisis.

It's bad enough this whole country shuts down for the

silly season. Now just go home.

Take your misguided jolly Christmas spirit with you.

Go.

Merry Christmas, Uncle.

Happy New Year.

- Hello. - Thank you.

-Please come in, sorry. -Oh, please.

Oh, you'll need your gloves.

Oh, hello.

We're visiting local businesses

and collecting for the homeless.

Yes. Yeah.

And we were wondering if Mr Sood and Mr Marley might

like to make a donation.

So we can get people off the streets for Christmas.

It's a very charitable thing to do, ladies, but--

-Mr Marley is dead. -Oh.

He died seven years ago, but if he was alive,

I'm sure he would share my sentiments for your mission.

Oh.

Oh, well, I'm so sorry for your loss.

How much can I put you down for, Mr Sood?

Are there no hospitals, no hostels, no institutions

that can lock the sick and weak away

so tax paying citizens like me aren't penalised

for their failures.

-Sir! -I have no time for the weak.

We're already groaning from a surplus population.

Let them stop being drains on the state.

There's a limit to what this island can manage.

My manager will show you out. I have work to do.

Yeah. Sorry. Doesn't really do Christmas.

-Happy Christmas. - Bob! Leaving so soon?

Um, about that advance you were going to give me,

from next month's wages.

I just still got presents to buy for the kids.

Whatever possessed you to have so many, Bob?

Thank you, sir.

Dad, can I get you this?

Oh!

If I give you that... Tighten the strap...

I wish we could get you a new one, Dad.

Well, let's see if it's in tune.

It's in tune.

- Please God... - I found this.

Don't take my Tim away.

Our boy is a gift. He's a gift from you.

Taxi!

Oh, it's you again. The singing cabbie.

Hey mate, are you free? Can you take us to Shoreditch?

Excuse me. Can you not see me standing here?

Of course you cannot see because you've been drinking all day.

Hey, it's Christmas, why are you so sober?

You misery-guts.

Alcohol is a curse for weak men.

Hoo-hoo. Blimey!

Alcohol is no good.

-Tom, come on, mate. -Gandhi would not approve.

Oi! Turn it in, you little mug.

Oh yeah, you want some?

Come on then, you...

You're hammered, mate. Let's go. Come on.

This is why I hate Christmas.

He's just a lightweight. He means no harm.

Harm?

His kind will never do me harm.

Now take me home. No singing.

What was up with the accent?

Come on, man, you know I'm half Indian.

What was up with that?

Look up there!

You planning on taking the wife and kids away then?

Or?

My mate, Jake Singh, he does a tasty tandoori turkey.

Puts chillies in his stuffing and everything.

Wish we was having that.

I am not saying my wife can't cook, but we usually

pray after we've eaten.

Uh, well, this'll make you laugh.

Excuse me. I am a vegetarian. This is offensive.

No, but the fifth day of Christmas is a cracker.

I don't want to know.

No, you'll love it. It's vegetarian.

-I do not...

Look at that tree. Look. It's beautiful. Look!

Oh, come on, come on. You're fleecing me here.

It's busy everywhere, mate, innit? It's Christmas Eve.

Yeah. I think I'm gonna knock off after this.

My wife, she's...

I am not paying to hear about

your personal life.

You have exploited me enough.

I am going to walk

and I need a receipt.

No tip, no? Not even tonight?

Well, for me tonight is like any other night.

What do they call you then? Bloody Scrooge.

Scrooge? I'll give you Scrooge.

I'm going to take down your number.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

All my details are on here.

Here you are.

Liven yourself up and, um, Merry Christmas.

Hey, take the dog out for a long walk.

-Okay? -Yes, Dad.

Merry Christmas.

All set for Christmas?

No-- Don't you start. This madness is not for us.

Yeah, but it's nice to make an effort for the kids, isn't it?

A fine example you're setting.

Now,give me my mint humbugs.

99p please.

So this is how you make your money, huh?

If you had looked after your pennies like I did, you'd

be a much more successful businessman instead of making

your family work endless hours in this tiny inefficient shop.

Well. I don't have the sharp business sense that you have.

I take it you'll be open tomorrow.

I have to. It's the only day I make money when all the

big stores are closed.

Someone may want some lights and tinsel, innit?

Not likely.

One more day and this will all be old, loss-making stock.

Ah.

Garam chai for you?

My wife makes the best tea,

just like the street stalls of Jalandhar.

So sad.

These poor refugees have nowhere to go.

Who the hell does he think he is?

The rich ones always forget their roots.

Merry Christmas. Any donations for refugees

and doctors on the front line?

Be really grateful.

Oh my God, these kids should be arrested

for making such a terrible noise.

And you. I hope you don't plan on drinking wine

and making a racket all night.

I intend to sleep early, and I deeply resent this

intrusion outside my house.

Oh, wow.

That's so mean.

Looks like somebody's on the naughty list.

Oh, Mrs Joshi.

Why are you trying to frighten me?

Why are the lights off inside?

Because you didn't leave any

money for the electricity meter.

I have been cooking

and cleaning in the dark.

This house and me are both frozen from no heating.

Well, there's no point putting money in now.

I'm going to bed.

Well then you can eat your dhal

and your broken basmati in the dark.

I would've left earlier, but my wages are due.

I will give them to you tomorrow when I can count

the notes in the daylight.

But it's Christmas.

You should be giving me a bonus.

You are a Hindu, for God's sake, this is blasphemy.

Now go home, woman, and pray forgiveness from Lord Ram

for your greed and sacrilegious ways.

You're the one that needs God's help, not me.

Is that you, Mrs Joshi?

You get no Christmas bonus from me.

Silly woman made me sick.

Eshaan Sood!

How do you know my name?

If you are a burglar, you'll find nothing here.

What's happening?

Is this some kind of joke?

I don't believe in ghosts or spirits.

I'm not the kind of man to be easily frightened.

Who are you?

What do you want from me?

I'm a spectre of someone you knew.

Doing time where time has no end.

Before I was doomed to roam here, entombed,

I was someone whom you call a friend.

Marley?

Is that you?

What in God's name happened to you?

I wish I knew then what I know now,

but my desire to succeed meant I knew only greed.

Oh, I had all I could ask for.

But look what remains.

All the souls that I shunned are now links in my chains.

If you remember, I did warn you to not flaunt all of your--

-You stupid fool! -No, please.

-Okay. Okay. -I have come here to help you.

To spare you of my fate and you admonish me?

Have you no compassion?

You will suffer as I do unless you make a difference now.

-Or... -What?

When you die

your spirit is doomed to wander the world with the

poor and the needy who you've hurt and you spurned.

Marley, I don't understand.

You were a pillar of society, a great businessman.

Mankind was my business.

Mankind.

You must have heard of karma.

Karma, yes.

I was taught it as a child.

Then open your heart and listen.

It is man's duty to empathise with his fellow man.

This is how you will be judged.

Three spirits will come to you tonight.

No, please, no more...

It's Christmas.

Isn't that blasphemy to you? Hmm?

Show that you care before it's too late.

Don't suffer my fate!

Marley!

Who's that?

What? What is... Marley?

What kind of ghost is this?

Er, can you speak English, please?

We are in England.

Can you speak English, please?

We're in England.

Are you the ghost that Marley said is coming?

Yeah. He asked me to do him a favour.

-He owes me. -But this is ridiculous.

You're not even dressed like a ghost.

Oh.

Hey, where's my tequila?

I don't condone spirits of any kind.

You don't even have an altar. You're supposed to have an altar

filled with all my favourite things.

You're supposed to welcome me with open arms.

I'm not feeling the open arms here.

I think there's a misunderstanding.

You never heard of Día de Muertos?

-Day of the Dead. -Day Of the what?

Okay, well, that's your first problem.

Us Mexicans. We're not afraid of death.

We actually honour the dead.

Okay, and what? Marley sent you to warn me with this,

this out of tune screeching band?

No, no, no, no, no.

Hey, party pooper.

Ow! Are you trying to blind me now?

Blind you.

No, I can't blind you more than you already are.

I am your ghost of Christmas Past.

My past is my past.

You have no business with it.

Let's get this over with.

I'm still hungover from the last

Día de Muertos. Come on.

No.

Akiiki.

My dear friend, we were inseparable.

-You like me? -Yes.

Uganda.

My homeland.

But no more.

Your sister.

She was with us on the worst day of our lives.

We interrupt this programme

to bring you an urgent news report.

I insist we leave now.

Ugandan p has today declared ,

all Asians must leave the country within 90 days.

President Amin has summoned the British High Commissioner

in Kampala to arrange for all British passport holders

to be removed immediately.

Many Asians were brought to Uganda to build the

British East Africa railway and have been living there

for more than a century.

How could this happen?

How could they do this to us?

We were fine in India, but these crafty British

brought us here to build this country.

-I'm scared. -So they could fleece the land.

Why are they not banned?

Mother, please. The British will look after us.

We are, after all British citizens.

They looted India and Africa to build their own country.

Why would they help us?

President Amin, what will happen to the Asians

if they don't go by the time limit?

I think they will be sitting like they're

sitting on the fire.

Yes, it is the British High Commissioner is here.

His responsibility.

I have told him.

Mother's passport, father's passport.

And your British nationality document.

-You go there. -I got letter.

You said the Asians are pawns of Empire and you want

to teach Britain a lesson.

And that is now a lesson I'm teaching the British.

I am teaching now the lesson because I am correcting them

from the mistake they had made.

If they had think before earlier that there is African here who

can even work and building the railway with instructions

given to them by the British, this problem will not happen.

Goodbye, Barungi. I love you.

-Keep all of this. -Have you got enough space?

Yeah, put it in. Please look after my mother.

Take good care of him, he's yours now.

What?

What? I was frightened. Many people we knew had been

beaten, robbed, killed on the way to the airport.

It was my home. I didn't want to leave.

Okay, say bye, Eshaan.

Eshaan.

Come on.

Bye.

Go, Barungi, go.

Bye, Barungi.

Ladies and gentlemen,

welcome to London's Heathrow Airport.

Stop the migrants! Jobs for white workers!

It's just noise. Don't worry.

Let's register the children and families first, please.

-Hi, sir. -Oh, no.

We pleaded with them to leave, but they wouldn't let us.

Father said we could find our own work, earn our own keep.

Are you okay? What's your name?

Outside, the shouting was getting louder.

This way for warm clothes, please.

Got some lovely children's clothes here.

The clothes smelled. Could barely touch them.

-Help you feel warm. -Thank you.

It's the smell of cabbage.

I remember. Cold, bland food.

Father stopped eating after a while.

Nothing tasted as good as his home-cooked food in Uganda.

They said he died of a heart attack, but I know

he died of a broken heart.

The next day we were sent to the kids' home.

They're going to have lots of toys for you there.

It's going to be okay, alright?

You must be brave now.

Don't let anything beat you down.

Look how I brought my wealth with me.

Look, my diamonds.

Remember, with wealth, you will always have respect.

Go out and be someone.

Come on, Eshaan, let's get you in the car, okay?

Don't worry. It's going to be okay.

It's going to be really nice.

Vamos.

The journey continues.

Let's meet you a little older.

In there. Bring them through. That's it.

Mr Fezzyweg. My old boss is alive again.

Okay. Yes. That's it, Eddie.

-Yup -Erm...

-Eddie? -I didn't mind.

It was easier than Eshaan.

I was just so relieved

to get out of that kids' home and get to work.

Alright, my lovely lot. My beautiful staff.

I want to thank you all for a great year.

Christmas bonuses for all of you.

Do you disapprove of his generosity?

His business couldn't afford it.

Well, his staff seems grateful.

Come and get it while it's hot.

Turkey and stuffing bagels.

Turn the music up.

I hope this trip down memory lane has been as valuable

for you as it has to me.

-Ay,- What? mio.

You think these memories will change me?

You think looking back at the pain of the past will somehow

magically wipe it all away?

-Yes. -Yeah, well, it doesn't.

In fact, this has only served to convince me that given the

terrible cards I was dealt, I am the best version of me.

-Mum. -Hello, darling.

-This is Bea. -Oh, hello, Bea.

-Hi. -Nice to meet you.

-Nice to meet you. -Aren't you a pretty one.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, no, no.

You are determined to mock me at every instance.

Hello.

She was your first love.

-Did you warn him? -Oh, stop it.

A bit shy, isn't he?

Cheers.

So will you marry me?

I can't.

Until you ask my parents first.

Do you take pleasure in showing me brutality?

It's all for a reason

that will become clear to you by the end of the night.

Okay, and make sure that your hair's done.

What? It looks good!

Papa can be very, very difficult to please.

I'll be fine. Everything's perfect,

Oi, oi, oi, lads.

Look at this, what we got here?

What you looking at, eh?

Stop it! Stop it! Shut up. Just shut up!

Just stop.

Stop it.

Are you alright?

That's one-nil to England, boys.

I was fine.

Life goes on.

Our daughter is precious.

This cannot be.

We want her not to struggle like we have,

and marry into a good family, to a good home.

Mr And Mrs Shivan, I did not take this decision lightly.

Yet you have the gall to reject me for having no money,

no family, no status, no property to my name.

I'm going to start my own firm.

Okay, I will return next Christmas

a wealthy businessman

with the money and the means to buy you out

and all the shops in this shabby high street.

Is this how you marry somebody's daughter?

Did you not know Bea was watching her dreams crumble?

My intentions were honourable.

They had no right to judge me like that.

There was a time when my family had status in Uganda.

Mr Marley, at least glance through it.

I'm afraid, sir, business is business.

And while I'm sure my partner appreciates all that you've

done for him in the past, we're a new company and we

simply cannot afford to take such a big risk on a failed

businessman such as yourself.

Well, if I could just, yeah, speak to Eddie,

-um, Eshaan. Mr Sood. -I'm afraid he's not here.

He's away for the Christmas break.

Well, Mr Fezzywig,

unfortunately that's all I've got time for.

No, no, no, no, Mr Marley.

I'm sorry, sir. Unfortunately I've got nothing...

This man was kind to you when you had nothing.

He welcomed you into his home like a son.

I wish you and your family a very Merry Christmas.

Yes, thank you. Yes, yes.

Thank you very much.

I do hope you enjoy the celebrations.

Yes, I'll do my best.

-Come on, Rachel. -Nice to see you.

Thank you. Happy Christmas.

-Ah, Jason. -Oh yes.

-Come in. How are you? -Very well.

I've been looking through your numbers.

Look, he was a good fellow, but a very bad businessman.

He gave too much away. He died penniless.

He took a chance on you. Rewarded you well.

This is business, spirit.

How could I allow myself to be dragged down like him?

Ah. Thank you.

Jacob Marley. You've still got it! You lying dog.

Oh, got rid of him, didn't I?

Right. Gentlemen. Happy Christmas.

-Happy Christmas. -Not for old Fezzywig, eh?

I do love the festive season.

-So, Jason. -Yes.

What can we do for you?

So, as you see, Mr And Mrs Shivan,

I'm a man of my word.

I return now a respected proprietor

of a London financial services company.

I have ample wealth to keep your daughter in jewels

like these, as well as the finest silks and satins.

I've also bought her a grand house in Hampstead

that has the highest property values in London.

I'll warrant this should complete our unfinished business

and you can now approve your daughter may now be free

to start the privileged life she deserves with me.

This is a freehold property?

Bea, come out of the cold.

Why are you crying?

Look, I don't understand.

I came back as promised for your hand.

Now a man of means.

I release you.

What? Release me? Bea. No, Bea.

I had coffee with Rachel Fezzywig.

Well, that's business.

You have replaced your love for me with one that

I can never compete with.

Wait, what are you saying? I've been loyal

and worked so hard to show your parents I'm someone.

Okay? Your parents are happy now for us to marry.

But I'm not.

You are not the man that I knew.

I want a husband that worships me.

You worship money and wealth and status.

Nothing in this world is more odious than poverty.

So why are you judging people like me

who strive to better ourselves?

You spoke of marriage with my father

as a business transaction.

Not once did you talk of love.

No, no, no. You don't see the word like me.

Okay. Money can help us escape.

Escape injustices.

You don't see the world like me.

Yeah, it's unequal.

It's unfair. But you want to hide from it

by looking down on others.

What? No, no. Now you're talking like a fool.

I wish you every happiness in the life that you've chosen.

Go. Go after her. Talk to her, you fool.

Tell her she's wrong.

Is she wrong?

I mean, have you not become everything she said you would?

You take pleasure in my misfortune.

Misfortune, or heartbreak? 'Cause there's a difference.

Success isn't built on looking backwards.

But happiness is.

Enough! This is my life. I am in control.

Now get me out of this bloody nightmare!

Here's one more shadow I have to show you.

No, no more.

Okay. You don't wanna see what happened to your

first and only love.

Look! A snowman!

Bea, a mother.

A grandmother actually. It suits her quite well.

-This is who she married? -Having regrets?

Maybe of never experiencing the warmth of her kisses

or the soft caress of her hands on your face

or the cuddle and comfort of little kids in your later years.

You know, our neighbour's son had a baby.

He used to work for your old beau, Mr Sood.

Well, he fired him on Christmas Eve.

-What? -In fact he fired all the staff.

Without a thought for their families.

They're not going to have much of a Christmas.

You've got to have a heart of stone to do that.

-He wasn't always so heartless. -You dodged a bullet there.

Come on. Ferris wheel!

Yeah! Dibs the middle.

-Are you crying? -Nothing, nothing.

-You okay, baby? -Yeah.

I don't need to see this.

Do you know what this feeling is

-running through your veins? -Enough!

-Enough! -Remorse.

Let it in. Just let it in.

No, I will not be crushed by you!

I feel no remorse. Do you hear me?

Hello?

Barungi.

ing

That's right.

still ng

That's us

Hear that sound

-Enough!

Spirit. I do not know if this is

a dream or not, but two things.

One, I am a vegetarian.

Please get rid of all this dead meat.

And two, I'm a teetotaller. No alcohol in this house.

Mm-hmm.

Whatever your reason is to be here.

I do not want to know.

I am exhausted and I am in no mood

for this party of yours.

Oh!

Darling, darling. I love Christmas.

It's the most wonderful time of year.

Not this again.

- All around the earth

Christmas is a con.

Big business is selling you crap

you can't afford, you don't need.

You may be right.

God tells us to love and care for all no matter what

-religion your God reps. -Amen.

Do you know much harm is done in this world

in the name of religion?

Facts.

Finally. Finally, a ghost who admits I'm right.

So many of us carry the pain of inequality on every level,

but doesn't that make you want to change the world

and maybe yourself for the better?

There are good people in the world too, who feel the pain

of others wronged, but I believe that humans have the power

-to rise up. -"Rise up", rise up you say.

Can't you see that is what I have done!

I have money.

I have properties, I have status.

Nothing can hurt me now.

So then why are you so unhappy?

- Don't you wanna be love

ance

Find the higher ground

- Make your own sound

- Make your own sound

- Hey! e up

Are you done?

Can I go back to bed?

We got some more work to do.

Bob lives here with all those kids.

Bob always goes that extra mile for you, right?

More than most.

You pay him peanuts

and yet he still has your back.

I'll go get some more crackers. Peter, you go get the cutlery.

Let's set the table.

-Okay. I can help. -I'll pour the water.

Oh no, Tim! Tim, are you okay?

Tim, not again.

-You all right, buddy? -I'm fine.

I'll pick him up. You must be hungry, Tim.

It's all right.

-You all right? -Yeah, it's all right.

-Dad's got you. - Couldn't control it.

- Did it hurt? -Yeah, a little bit.

- Brave boy. -You are so brave.

-Thank you. -What's wrong with him?

-Nasty little fall. -You're fine, aren't you.

He suffers from a rare illness.

-You're a strong little kid. -He's got tumours.

No, your brother's fine, kids. Don't worry.

The doctors are trying to treat him,

but it's a race against time.

You're absolutely right as rain. Aren't you, Tim?

You do get me worried sometimes.

They've started a fund to see if they can take him

to a specialist in Switzerland.

Is it feeling a bit better?

Yeah.

-Rub it better. -Thanks.

Will he be okay?

You'll feel better, Tim, once you've eaten.

Kids, set the table.

Ooh, I think it's ready.

Perfect.

It's a small turkey, isn't it?

It's a chicken with yesterday's sell-by date.

Mary was very pleased with her bargain.

Well, Merry Christmas, everyone,

and especially those less fortunate than us

who don't have a feast like ours.

Nor a family as lovely.

God bless Mr Sood, founder of our feast.

Now, why'd you have to go mention that tight-fisted,

-stingy miser for. -Mary. It's Christmas.

Yeah, he's probably having a merry old time somewhere

fancy with all his money.

You know, more than anyone, Bob, that he ain't worth

a single blessing in this house.

I didn't know she held me in such low esteem.

That's on you, boo.

I dunno why you put up with him.

-He gave me my first break. -That's true, I did.

I taught him the contracts. I taught him the books.

Yeah. And he'll always see you as a minion.

You can't even ask for a raise.

Do you know why?

Because he'll say no. And you'll be fired.

-Mum? -No.

It's 'cause I think he's sick.

Mr Sood is sick, Dad?

Anyone that miserable, son, has got to be sick in some way.

But most people, they don't see it.

I think he's depressed.

That's why he acts like he does.

What do you mean, Dad?

What are you talking about, Dad?

-Come here. - Love you lot.

- Love you. -And Happy Christmas.

-Happy Christmas! -Now let's eat!

Yes.

God bless Mrs Sood, my doctors,

the NHS, my friends and family.

-God bless everyone. -Well said, Tim.

-God bless. -Cheers to that.

Spirit. Tell me.

Will Tim live?

Depends on if things stay the same in the future.

-Surely you can spare him. -Why?

You don't have time for the weak.

You are the one who said, are there no hospitals,

no hostels, no institutions

that could lock the sick and frail away

so that good tax paying citizens like you

are not penalised for their failures?

Stop judging.

Is one rich CEO worth a thousand Tim Cratchits?

Touch my garment.

If you really want to see what people think about you.

I'll tell you what's not right,

it's you and fools like you spending money

you don't have on merriment.

How many times have I told you I do not want to party?

I do not want to take part in excessive drinking and eating.

I don't even know what's so funny.

He doesn't even sound like me.

Come on, Jas!

s,

Okay. Hold it one second.

Come on, it's time to move.

-Already? -Yes.

C-Can we go back?

I haven't been to a family party like that since...

Uganda.

That is why I see so little of my nephew.

His presence is a stabbing reminder of what I lost.

He doesn't know that. All he sees is your rejection of him.

He is young and in love.

Soon this world will teach him cynicism over love.

I can't deny the memories of your past,

but you will heal if you can see the other side too.

There were many Africans killed in Uganda

under that same president,

and you were lucky enough to get out alive and now

many are being welcomed back to rebuild the country of

their birth together, unified by their love of the land.

Um, maybe, but it's too late.

My father, my sister, they can never see that.

But you can, can't replace the pain,

but justice served can ease the burden of those memories.

How can you say that?

Both of us have endeared slurs and beatings

because of how we look.

There are many who do not share our colour, but carry the shame

of our scars, embarrassed by the foolishness of their own people.

Look to yourself, find forgiveness.

You are naive.

Why should I do the forgiving? Hm?

Oh, are you the last ghost

that Marley said will come?

Are you the ghost of Christmas future?

Did you hear about Sood?

I mean, what have you heard?

Well, I heard apparently he was all alone.

I know as much as you do. He's history.

Kaput. Gone.

Strong coco latte with hazelnut.

When did he die?

Got my grande flat white, oat milk?

Last night, I think. Heart attack.

I asked for almond milk.

I thought you said coconut.

Listen, I hope we get our back fees.

There's always a struggle to get those invoices paid.

Well, what's he done with all his money?

Who knows? I mean, I made him millions in stock and bonds.

Well, sadly, you'll not see any of it now.

-Yeah. Well, neither will you. -Nor Sood.

What a plonker.

Knowing him.

I bet it's gonna be a cheap funeral.

No!

I die all alone. How pitiful.

define you

- Face it, embrace it

- And face the past

Please stop!

Mrs Joshi.

Oh,

loyal till the end.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Bob, I can fix it. I can fix this.

No, I can fix, I can, I can give Bob a raise.

I could, I could--

I could send him to Switzerland for treatment.

I could... We can save the boy!

I am sorry, Bob.

I don't want to die.

I don't want Tim to die.

I want to live.

I have so much more to give.

No, no, no.

I have so much more to give.

No, I want to live!

Please.

No!

What day is it?

It's Christmas day of course.

Yes. I haven't missed it.

Were you the choir that was singing last night?

Yes. But please don't shout at us.

Shout at you?

Of course I'm gonna shout at you.

I'm gonna shout at you.

if you don't sing! Sing, sing away!

What a weirdo.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, Jacob, my friend.

Spirits.

Spirits. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Mrs Joshi.

I'm so happy to see you.

Even on Christmas day, you come to take care of me.

What does it matter? We are Hindus.

Now, Christmas day, any other day.

It does matter. It does matter.

Mrs Joshi, it's a holiday for us all.

You must go home, spend the day with your family.

I have never felt better.

But before you go, I have something for you.

Stale Matis?

How long have these been in here?

Take these Matis for every Christmas, every Diwali,

every birthday gift you should have received from me.

Are you sure you're not sick?

Let me show you.

Are those diamonds?

A wise woman from Uganda taught me that trick.

She said, "Work hard, be someone."

And today I intend on being that someone.

I'm going to share everything I have with those who need it.

Aha.

So go.

Go.

Spend the day with your family!

Merry Christmas!

Wonderful!

Thank you for all your charity work.

I want to help you in every way I can.

Do you hear? How many times have I told you

not to spoil Bobo like this?

Oh, that's all I need, another lecture.

Why don't you go inside and help your mother pack

up the Christmas stock? Tidy up.

Okay.

You were right.

I lost money

on the Christmas stock.

-How much? -Too much.

Will you sell it all to me?

What for half price? 'Cause I don't have any choice.

I'll pay you 10 times the cost.

Now listen, here, I have to make a living. And...

What?

In fact, how much for everything in the shop?

Snacks, sweets, drinks, everything.

Are you okay?

I want to buy everything so you

have nothing left to sell today.

Pack up the Christmas gifts, the toys, the chocolates

and then shut the shop and spend your day with your family.

Oh, what a cute doggy.

Yay! Hahaha!

-Oh, you again. -For last night.

Thank you.

A tip I should have given you.

Now I have some urgent errands to run.

Can you take me or do you have to get back to your family?

Well, me smoke alarm's gone off 10 times indoors already.

-So, uh, jump in. -Let's go.

Yeah, there you go. Get the old bags up.

Beautiful.

-Put it on! -That's the one he wanted.

-Yeah. -That's a great gift.

-Astronaut Tim.

I'll go.

That's a bit weird.

You should try them on.

Shall I help you?

So where are you gonna fly?

Do you have to go to work, Dad?

-Work? -It's your boss.

-Don't you dare get up, Bob.

Well, there must be something wrong.

I'm warning you.

You deserve one day away from that tight-fisted, miser.

He does indeed, Mrs Cratchit.

Come here, kids.

But not just one day. The rest of his life.

Are you telling me he's fired?

As my clerk? Yes.

But as my business partner, no!

Business partner?

20 times your current salary

and extra holidays

and... stay right here.

What's happening?

Yay!

Oh my God.

Whoa. There's so many presents.

-Posh hot chocolate. -Thank you very much.

And posh hot chocolates?

Mr S. I don't know what to say.

A simple Merry Christmas will do.

I am so grateful for everything that you have done for me.

Oh, Mrs Cratchit.

For Tim's Swiss fund. From Bob's health benefits.

He's earned it.

Oh my God, Bob.

Oh, I haven't had a hug like that

since I was a boy in Africa.

I give the best hugs.

Oh, and this is for the staff. Overdue Christmas bonuses.

They're all rehired.

I am much obliged.

Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas. Colin!

-Merry Christmas. -Let's go.

Wish him a Happy Christmas.

Happy Christmas, Mr S.

I'm having a party at the Christmas market.

Everyone's invited.

See you down there.

I was a mean old miser,

criticiser, always rude and grim.

I was so hateful.

But now I am grateful.

I am no longer him.

I'm so sorry.

Forgive me.

What?

-What does that mean? -Colin!

-I got one. I got one. -Go on.

Some Scrooge you turned out to be.

In all that you do

All debts are cancelled.

Yes. Today everything is on me.

Merry Christmas.

Ha-ha!

Thank you.

Tim.

-You okay? -I'm okay.

You know what, Tim?

I'm going to spend every single penny I have on making

you and kids like you strong again.

And I'm going to give you

all the hugs you missed since you was a boy in Africa.

God bless you, son.

Akiiki!

Rafiki Yangu!

You called me after 50 years?

Thank you for coming, my dearest.

You know what I want?

Just a little bit.

They've definitely left the cinema by now.

It's one way of getting them out.

This.

Has everyone gone? Is anyone still there?

I might use this at the end of my gigs.