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(church bell tolling)

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(cheerful flute music)

♪ On this darkest day of winter ♪

♪ Through the snowy woods we go ♪

♪ Gathering garlands for our Christmas ♪

♪ Holly, pine and mistletoe ♪

♪ On this darkest day of winter ♪

♪ Through the snowy woods we go ♪

♪ Gathering garlands for Christmas ♪

♪ Holly, pine and mistletoe ♪

♪ We shall hang on up on the lintel ♪

♪ Mistletoe across the beams ♪

♪ Holly sprigs shall brighten windows ♪

♪ While the steady yule fire glee ♪

♪ We shall hang on up on the lintel ♪

♪ Mistletoe across the beams ♪

♪ Holly sprigs shall brighten windows ♪

♪ While the steady yule fire glee ♪

♪ Hidden in the silent forest ♪

♪ Shape is straight and fair to see ♪

♪ Grab that yule tree we have chosen ♪

♪ This will be our Christmas tree ♪

♪ Hidden in the silent forest ♪

♪ Shape is straight and fair to see ♪

♪ Grab that yule tree we have chosen ♪

♪ This will be our Christmas tree ♪

♪ On this darkest day of winter ♪

♪ Through the snowy woods we go ♪

♪ Gathering garlands for our Christmas ♪

♪ Holly, pine and mistletoe ♪

♪ We shall hang on up on the lintel ♪

♪ Mistletoe across the beams ♪

♪ Holly sprigs shall brighten windows ♪

♪ While the steady yule fire glee ♪

♪ Hidden in the silent forest ♪

♪ Shape is straight and fair to see ♪

♪ Grab that yule tree we have chosen ♪

♪ This will be our Christmas tree ♪

(people chat indistinctly) (carolers sing faintly)

- Merry Christmas, Jonas!

Can we put you down for something?

- Why, of course!

And a little better than last year!

Shall we say £10?

- Oh, wonderful!

Merry Christmas!

- Merry Christmas! - Merry Christmas!

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Scrooge and Marley, I believe.

Do I have the honor of addressing Mr. Scrooge or Mr. Marley?

- Marley has been dead these seven years.

He died seven years ago this very night.

That's Marley.

(mysterious orchestral music)

- We have no doubt his liberality is well-represented

by his surviving partner.

We are collecting for the poor.

- As is the custom at this Christmas season.

- What can we put you down for, Mr. Scrooge?

- Nothing.

- You wish to be anonymous?

- I wish to be left alone.

- [Man In Dark Cloak] Should we not

at this time of the year,

make provisions for the poor and the destitute?

- Are there no prisons? - Plenty.

- No work colleges? - Plenty.

- No poorhouses? - Plenty.

- I help to support these establishments.

They cost enough.

Those who are badly off must go there.

- Many can't go there.

- And many would rather die!

- They'd rather die, they'd better do it.

Decrease the surplus population.

(laughs)

It's enough for man to understand his own business

and not interfere with other people's.

Mine occupies me constantly.

Good afternoon, gentlemen.

- Good afternoon. - Indeed, good afternoon!

- Cratchit, what do you want?

- Some coal, you know, by my fire, sir?

- You'll be gone in five minutes!

Let it go out!

- Yes, sir.

- Tidy up here before you leave!

- Yes, sir.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- Merry Christmas, Uncle,

God save you! - Bah! Humbug!

- Ho, ho, ho!

Christmas a humbug?

Uncle, you don't mean that! - I do mean it!

What right have you to be merry at Christmas?

You're poor enough!

- (chuckles) Then what reason have you to be dismal?

You're rich enough! - Bah!

Humbug!

All upon Merry Christmas!

What's Christmas to you but a time for paying bills

without enough money?

Time when you find yourself a year older and no better off?

If I had my way, every fool who goes about

saying Merry Christmas should be boiled

with his own pudding and buried with a stick of holly

through his vacuous heart!

- Oh, Uncle Scrooge.

Christmas is the only day of the long year

when men and women seem to open their shut up hearts

and think of their neighbors as really fellow passengers

to the grave and not just customers

to be sold something at a profit.

So whether I'm rich or poor,

I believe Christmas has been good for me

and will be good for me and I say God bless it!

(loud clapping)

- Let me hear another sound out of you

and you'll keep Christmas by losing your situation!

You're quite a powerful speaker

when you don't go into Parliament!

- Uncle, I came by to ask you to eat Christmas dinner

with us tomorrow. - I'll see you in--

Well, you know the place I mean.

I'll see you there first.

Good afternoon.

- Well, I asked you in honor of Christmas

and I'll keep my Christmas humor to the last.

Merry Christmas, Uncle! - Good afternoon!

- And a Happy New Year! - Good afternoon!

- A very Merry Christmas to you, sir.

- And to you, Cratchit and yours.

- You really made my day, sir,

with that speech to Mr. Scrooge.

- Thank you, and the best to you all year long!

- And to you as well.

(dramatic orchestral music)

- There's another one.

With 15 shillings a week and a wife and children.

Talkin' about a Merry Christmas.

You're all mad!

I'll retire to bedlam!

- It's six o'clock,

if you don't mind, sir.

- You'll log all day tomorrow, I suppose.

- If convenient, sir.

- It's not convenient!

- It's only once a year, sir.

- Poor excuse for pickin' a man's pocket

every 25th of December!

I suppose you must have the whole day.

Mind you're here early the next morning.

- Yes, sir.

(gloomy music)

♪ Santa Claus, Santa Claus ♪

♪ Or Kris Kringle or St. Nicholas ♪

♪ With bells are a-jingle ♪

♪ With a Santa Claus suit ♪

♪ And a Santa Claus nose ♪

♪ And something for everybody everywhere he goes ♪

♪ With a list in his hand ♪

♪ And a twinkle in his eye ♪

♪ Look, now you see him ♪

♪ Now he's gone by ♪

♪ Santa Claus, Santa Claus ♪

♪ Or Kris Kringle or St. Nicholas ♪

♪ With bells are a-jingle ♪

♪ With a Santa Claus suit ♪

♪ And a Santa Claus nose ♪

♪ And something for everybody everywhere he goes ♪

♪ With a list in his hand ♪

♪ And a twinkle in his eye ♪

♪ Santa Claus, Santa Claus ♪

♪ Santa Claus ♪

- Humbug.

Humbug!

Kris Kringle.

Or Saint Hyprocrite!

Coal jingle!

Humbug suit.

A humbug nose!

Hand out for everybody everywhere he goes!

Calculated list.

Things to give away.

Were he to make a profit

on Christmas Day!

Humbug.

Humbug!

(gloomy orchestral music)

(wind howls)

(mysterious fantasy music)

(carolers sing faintly)

♪ With bells are a-jingle ♪

♪ With the Santa Claus suit ♪

♪ And a Santa Claus nose ♪

♪ And something for everybody everywhere he goes ♪

♪ With a list in his hand ♪

♪ And a twinkle in his eye ♪

- Oh, good evening, sir!

- Yeah, yeah. - Your brewing tea is ready.

And I turned your bed down.

A goodnight, sir.

Oh, by the way,

a Merry Chri-- - Don't say it!

♪ Santa Claus, Santa Claus ♪

♪ Or Kris Kringle or St. Nicholas ♪

- Gah!

Even follow you into your home!

(gloomy orchestral music)

Bah! Humbug!

(gloomy orchestral music)

(clock dings)

(haunting music)

(soft clanking)

(Scrooge shouts)

- How?

I won't believe it.

He's been dead these seven years.

What do you want of me?

- Much.

- You humbug!

Or are you-- - Ask me who I was.

- Who were you then?

(scoffs) You're particular for a ghost!

- In life I was your partner, Jacob Marley.

- No doubt a bad dream

brought on by something disagreeable that I'd dined on!

Yeah.

You may be an undigested bit of beef

or crumb of cheese!

There's more of gravy than of grave about you,

I'm sure of that!

- I am nothing to you?

- Nothing at all!

Often heard said in your lifetime, Jacob Marley,

that you had no balls.

Now I see it is true

but that isn't truth enough!

- Oh, God!

Oh, God.

The hardest hearts of this world

and the torment of years to come,

I come out of torment,

I come to help your soul avoid eternal misery

and I am not believed!

(soft clanking)

Look at me, Ebenezer!

- Mercy, then to me!

Mercy!

Why

do you come to trouble me?

- We are sent to undo the evil we have done.

To witness happiness we cannot share.

(soft clanking)

The happiness that might have been.

- But you,

you wear a chain, why?

- I wear the chain I forged in life.

A chain of useless things.

The evil I did to others,

deeds of unkindness, the echo of empty houses.

If you die tonight, Ebenezer,

you would drag such a chain.

(soft clanking) Only

longer,

stronger-- - What,

what can I do, Jacob?

Speak some comfort to me!

- I have none to give.

I have been traveling for seven years, Ebenezer,

on the wings of the wind

with the incessant torture of remorse!

I have only begun to remedy

the wrongs of our counting house.

Oh,

why did I walk at this season of the year

through crowds of my fellow beings?

With my eyes on the ground

and my mind on my account books.

(soft clanking)

(gloomy music)

Our ledger.

Scrooge

and Marley,

injustices done by the firm of Scrooge and Marley.

Thousands of them.

Thousands of them.

- Don't be hard on me, Jacob!

- You will be haunted by three spirits.

- Three more spirits?

Oh, no!

I'd rather not, Jacob!

- If you let them help you,

you may yet shun the path I tread.

(haunting music)

(soft clanking)

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

There is so little

help for me!

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

(haunting choral music)

- I've been having a nightmare.

I've been walking in my sleep!

(scoffs) Marley, indeed!

(screams) (haunting music)

No.

The hour itself.

(groans)

One o'clock.

I've only slept a few minutes.

Or else most of the day!

(haunting music) (wind howls)

The wind!

Am I going to get peace in this night?

(thunder cracks loudly)

(sweet orchestral music)

Are you the spirit

I was to expect?

- I am.

- This is odd.

Very odd!

You resembled her

so much!

Which spirit are you?

- The Spirit of Christmas Past!

- What past?

- Your past, among others.

- Well,

what did you wish to see me about?

- Your welfare.

- I had so little sleep.

- I am sent to save you from yourself.

You have forgotten what the world is like for children.

Come with me!

- As I am? - As you are.

- Which way?

- Take my hand.

- No!

Not that way.

I shall fall!

- Not when you're with me!

(cheerful orchestral music)

- Oh, look!

There's old Fezziwig, bless his heart, alive again!

And Mrs. Fezziwig!

- No, not alive again, this is Christmas Past.

(cheerful orchestral music)

(laughter)

- Why, yes!

There's Dick Wilkins!

Dick and I were apprenticed to old Fezziwig!

- You haven't forgotten.

- (laughs) "No more work tonight," he'd say.

"This is Christmas Eve!" (laughs)

What a jolly old fella he was!

(cheerful orchestral music)

(people clap loudly)

Look!

There I am!

Just as I used to be!

- (giggles) Ebenezer, don't be so stingy with the punch,

fill my glass up!

- I'm sorry. - Ebenezer,

why aren't you dancing?

- I'm waiting for Belle.

- Imagine, Ebenezer in love! (giggles)

- I'm sorry I'm late, Ebenezer, but we were very busy

at the shop.

- Hello, darling.

- Here's Belle, now we can have a song!

(people cheer)

- Well, if Ebenezer will join in with me!

(people clap)

(gentle harp music)

♪ What shall I give my lad for Christmas ♪

♪ What shall I give my lad for Christmas ♪

♪ What shall I give my lad for Christmas ♪

♪ Early on Christmas Day ♪

♪ A bottle of guile and a rainbow smile ♪

♪ And as many cheers as there are two are mine ♪

♪ And bird on the wreath ♪

♪ And a song to sing ♪

♪ And an answer to three words ♪

♪ Carved in a golden ring ♪

♪ What shall I give my girl for Christmas ♪

♪ A kiss and more if I may ♪

♪ What shall I give my lad for Christmas ♪

♪ What shall I give my girl for Christmas ♪

♪ What shall I give my love for Christmas ♪

♪ Early on Christmas Day ♪

♪ A rattle of rain on the window pane ♪

♪ And the ground floor plan of our castle in Spain ♪

♪ And a bubbling spring ♪

♪ And a song to sing ♪

♪ And an answer to three words ♪

♪ Carved in a golden ring ♪

♪ What shall I give my girl for Christmas ♪

♪ What shall I give my lad for Christmas ♪

♪ A kiss ♪

♪ A love ♪

♪ A yes ♪

(people applaud)

- And now, friends, let's all dance the polka! (laughs)

- (chuckles) He made us all happy, old Fezziwig, didn't he?

I wish I-- - Your happiness

was shortlived.

Look again.

- But that is not what I meant.

- Oh, Ebenezer, I've seen your nobler aspirations

fall off one by one.

You're changed, you no longer need me.

- Have I ever said so?

- In words, never.

But would you seek me out and try to win me now?

No.

- You think not.

- (sighs) You weigh everything by its money value.

You'd never choose a dowerless girl.

Perhaps you will never choose any.

(woeful orchestral music)

- No more.

No more!

No more!

(wind howls) (windows rattle)

- Two o'clock and all is well!

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, merry Christmas ♪

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, merry Christmas ♪

♪ Oh, days may come and days may go ♪

♪ But this is the day of the mistletoe ♪

♪ With lights in the windows and holly on the walls ♪

♪ And children waking up with Christmas calls ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, a merry Christmas Day ♪

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, merry Christmas ♪

♪ Oh, days may come and days may go ♪

♪ But this is the day of the mistletoe ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, a merry Christmas Day ♪

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, merry Christmas ♪

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, merry Christmas ♪

♪ Oh, days may come and days may go ♪

♪ But this is the day of the mistletoe ♪

♪ With lights in the windows and holly on the walls ♪

♪ And children waking up with Christmas calls ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, a merry Christmas Day ♪

♪ To you ♪

- Nephew?

Fred?

- Nephew?

I am the Spirit of Christmas Present!

Pluck up your courage!

Only goodwill happen to you!

- Christmas

Present?

- Yes.

You don't give many of them, do you?

- Not of late years, no.

- (laughs) I do!

It's my business.

None of this will be wasted, you may be sure.

- How did you get here?

- Oh, I came on my regular rounds!

- Spirit,

if you have anything to teach me,

I'm ready to learn.

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, a merry, ♪

♪ A merry Christmas ♪

♪ A very, a merry ♪

♪ A very, a merry, ♪

♪ A merry Christmas Day ♪

♪ Oh, days may come and days may go ♪

♪ But this is the day of the mistletoe ♪

♪ Oh, days may come and days may go ♪

♪ But this is the day of the mistletoe ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A Merry Christmas to you ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A Merry Christmas to you ♪

♪ Very, merry, very, merry ♪

♪ Very, merry, very, merry ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A Merry Christmas to you ♪

♪ A very, a merry, a very, a merry ♪

♪ A Merry Christmas all ♪

♪ And each ♪

♪ Of you ♪

(cheerful orchestral music)

- Oh, Mother, I can hardly bear it!

The goose smells so good!

- There might be just a trifle

too much sage in the dressing.

- (sniffs loudly) Mm, I can tell from here

that it's perfect!

- Yes, it is, Mother!

Perfect!

- How many hours does it take to roast a goose?

- That depends on how much it weighs.

This one will take several hours more.

- Hours?

Oh, I wish it was smaller.

- I don't, I want lots of goose!

- Peter, did you put something in your mouth?

- No, Mother.

- He's sitting right next to the gingerbread.

- I just took a little piece.

- Peter.

Can't you wait until tomorrow?

- Peter's impatient.

- Father doesn't really mind.

- No more, I don't.

Do I, Tim?

- Not a bit of it!

- And anyway, I am petting potatoes.

- And I'm helping Mother with the goose!

- Oh, say!

You didn't guess the answer to my riddle yet!

(kids talk excitedly) Shall we do that?

- Wonderful!

(kids talk excitedly)

- We'll just finish this one, that's all.

Belinda, I think it was your turn.

- It's something alive, you said.

- Yes!

- And it lives in London--

- [Bob] Wait, wait, wait a minute, wait!

Now, one at a time.

- Does it live in London?

- Yes, it lives in London. - Peter,

you're getting warmer!

- Is it an animal?

- Yes.

- Does it growl?

(Bob growls loudly)

- Dragons!

- [Peter] Is it warm-blooded?

- Well, there's been some doubt about that.

- Is it a bear?

- A bear?

Well, not exactly a bear.

- Belinda, you ask another question!

- Gargoyle! - Does it eat meat

or vegetables?

- It eats everything.

Meat and vegetables and people and real estate

and everything!

- Oh, I know what it is! - What?

- (laughs) I know what it is! - What?

(family talks at the same time)

- It's Mr. Scrooge!

(family laughs) - That's right,

it's Mr. Scrooge!

I heard Scrooge's nephew invite him to Christmas dinner

and Scrooge said Christmas was a humbug.

Christmas, a humbug?

- Enough games for now.

Finish the tree and then Tim must be off to bed.

- After you put the star on the top, Tim,

it's off to bed, young fella.

- It's too much excitement for him.

- Oh, nonsense.

On the way home from church he was so chipper.

It's a big, strong man he's going to be.

He's getting stronger everyday.

He'll see many a Christmas after us.

- Oh, Bob.

- Just a few more shillings a week,

I could buy him the right kind of care.

- No use fretting about it.

A cheerful heart is the best healer!

- Back to work, Tim!

And you shall put the star on the top of the tree!

Come on!

That's my boy!

♪ Dear God of Christmas ♪

♪ And the New Year ♪

♪ Dear Lord of star and song ♪

♪ Look down upon our happiness ♪

♪ And bless us ♪

♪ Everyone ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ Who have brought us ♪

♪ And watch them a long time ago ♪

♪ Look down into our darkling house ♪

♪ Sit here upon the snow ♪

♪ And as you made the heavens bright ♪

♪ And mark the sparrow's fall ♪

♪ Look kindly ♪

♪ On our loves tonight ♪

♪ And bless us everyone ♪

♪ And bless us ♪

♪ One and all ♪

- Will Tiny Tim live?

- My life on this globe is very brief.

It ends tonight.

- Tell me, will Tiny Tim live?

- I see a vacant seat in poor chimney corner,

and a crutch without an owner, carefully preserved.

These shadows may be altered only

by the Spirit of the Future.

- Where do I find this Spirit of the Future?

- Look within yourself,

for if you continue as you are,

the answer is there before you.

Look within yourself,

for if you continue as you are,

the answer is there before you.

(mysterious fantasy music)

(bird caws loudly)

(foreboding choral music)

(bird caws loudly)

(screams loudly) (haunting music)

(cries loudly)

- Oh no!

No!

No! No! No!

It's my own bed!

The whole thing was a dream!

And I'm alive!

(church bell tolls)

No fog, no mist!

Light, blessed, still cold!

Cold pipin' for the blood to dance to!

Golden sunlight,

heavenly sky!

(sniffs loudly) Sweet, fresh air,

merry bells!

Glorious!

Glorious!

Hello, boy!

What day is it?

- What?

- What day of the month is it?

- Today?

Why, it's Christmas Day!

- Christmas Day!

I haven't missed it.

The spirits have done it all in one night!

(laughs)

♪ A very, a merry, a very merry Christmas! ♪

(cheerful orchestral music)

Merry Christmas!

- Mr. Scrooge! - My dear sir!

I wish to withdraw certain remarks I made to you yesterday.

I wish to apologize and I wish to put my name on your list!

- Yes, of course,

Mr. Scrooge. - You put me down,

put me down for this.

- Lord, bless me!

- A great many back payments are included in that,

I assure you!

Bless you!

Merry Christmas!

(cheerful orchestral music)

(loud knocking)

♪ A very, a merry, a very, merry Christmas ♪

- Uncle Scrooge. - Fred!

I'm rejoining the human race!

Save me some mince pie!

I'll be back in an hour or so!

Merry Christmas!

(cheerful orchestral music)

(church bell tolls) (loud knocking)

- Yes, sir? - Is Bob Cratchit in?

- Yes, sir, will you come in?

- I don't wish to intrude Bob--

- Mr. Scrooge.

- May I come in?

- Well, I hope it's nothing--

- Merry Christmas, Bob.

A merrier Christmas, Bob, my good fellow

than I've given you many a year!

I'm gonna raise your salary and we'll procure

the best of care for Tiny Tim!

But we'll discuss all these affairs this very afternoon

over a bowl of smoking bishop.

May I come in?

- Oh, please do!

- Hello, sir!

- Hello, my boy.

- Are you a friend of Father's?

- I certainly am.

- It's Christmas, you know! - Yes, that's why I came!

A Merry Christmas, too, to all of you!

- And to you, sir!

Welcome to our home!

- Thank you!

- We were just about to sit down to dinner, sir.

Would you join us?

- I should love to.

- May I take your coat? - Thank you.

- There we are.

This is Mrs. Cratchit.

- Mrs. Cratchit.

- And then this is my eldest son, Peter.

- How do you do, sir? - How do you do?

- Peter, are you wearing one of my collars?

- Yes, sir, I thought you wouldn't mind on Christmas Day.

- Well, I told you about-- - You don't mind,

do you, Cratchit? - No, no, sir.

(chuckles) Not anymore, I do, sir.

This is Belinda. - Belinda.

- And Suzy. - Suzy.

- And Martha. - And I'm Tim!

- Yes, son, I know you are!

- Would you sit down, sir? - Thank you.

- I'm glad you came, sir. - Thank you.

- Would you like to hear my Christmas song?

- I should love to hear your Christmas song.

♪ Dear God of Christmas ♪

♪ And the New Year ♪

♪ Dear Lord of star and song ♪

♪ Look down upon our happiness ♪

♪ And bless us everyone ♪

♪ You who have brought us ♪

♪ Look down into our darkling house ♪

♪ Sit here upon the snow ♪

♪ And as you made the heavens bright ♪

♪ And mark the sparrow's fall ♪

♪ Look kindly on our loves tonight ♪

♪ And bless us everyone ♪

♪ And bless us ♪

♪ One and all ♪

- God bless us,

everyone!

♪ Amen ♪

(church bell tolls) (cheerful orchestral music)