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May I inquire Mr Cratchit, what you are doing with that shovel full of coal?

Why I beg your pardon sir, but the outer office is intensely cold.

And my fire... - Your fire!

I should have said your fire sir. - Yes sir!

It shows symptoms of going out, and I though it might venture

to replenish it with a small quantity of coal.

Yes, well of course it's very evident to me you know

Mr. Cratchit that you and I are meant to part.

Oh - Oh I see no objection, you don't pay for the coal

so you can afford to be reckless. Therefore very evident to me sir you know that

my interest is not your interest, nor my welfare your welfare.

Get back to your work sir, that will keep you warm enough.

I'm not cold, why should you be?

And I am your senior, I have great many years I fancy.

And all about a small shovel full of coal. -I hear many a mumbling here, many a mumbling.

You...You have a wife and family to support I understand.

Yes sir. - Yes sir. How many children you got.

A round half dozen sir. Three boys and three girls.

Tat tat tat, can I afford a wife?

Yes sir. - Ay? - Eh, I mean no sir.

Have I any children? - I don't know sir. - Ay?

- No...No sir.

How much am I constrained to pay you a week for your services?

- Fifteen schillings, sir.

Hah! Make it your interest, sir, to see that you're worth it.

A Merry Christmas to you uncle, and God save you. - Bah, humbug!

Christmas a humbug? You can't mean that I'm sure. - I do mean it sir.

What right have you to be merry? What reason is there to be merry? You're poor enough.

Come then, what right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose?

You're rich enough. - Bah, humbug!

- Oh don't be cross uncle.

How can I help being cross sir, when I live in such a world of fools as it is?

A Merry Christmas. What's Christmas done for you sir?

It's a time for paying bills without money!

It's a time for finding yourself a year older and not a penny richer.

If I had my way sir, every fool who goes about saying Merry Christmas

should be boiled with his own pudding

and buried with a stake of holly through his heart, he should!

- Uncle!

Nephew, you keep Christmas your way, let me keep it in mine!

Keep it? But you don't keep it...

Well let me leave it alone then!

Much good has it done you, much good will it ever do you.

It's the only time I know of in the long calendar of the year

when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut outs freely.

And therefore, though it's never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe

it has done me good and will do me good. And I say God bless it!

- Here, Here. Here, here

Mr. Cratchit! If I hear another word from you, you'll

keep your Christmas by losing your situation!

Dear, dear, dear, dear, quite a powerful speaker sir, it's a

wonder you don't go into parliament.

Don't be angry uncle. Come, dine with us tomorrow... - I'll see you...

But why, why? - Why did you get married?

- Because I fell in love. - Because I fell in...Good evening.

You never came to see us before that happened, why give

that as a reason for not coming now? - Good evening sir!

But I want nothing from you, I ask nothing of you.

Well you won't get it so you won't be disappointed, will you.

We've never had a quarrel to which I've been party, so why not let us part friends.

Good evening sir! - Well, I'm sorry with all the hard devices availing you

that I've made the trial in homage to Christmas, and I'll

keep my Christmas humor to the last. So a Merry Christmas Uncle!

Good evening sir! - And a Happy New Year!

You're a noisy devil, that's what you are sir!

- Merry Christmas Bob Cratchit.

And the same to you sir, and many of them,

and not forgetting your good lady Mrs Fred.

Thank you Cratchit. A Merry Christmas Uncle, a Merry Christmas!

Ah, always ready and willing to quit your work I notice.

- Well, it...it's 7 O'Clock sir. - That clock's fast.

Well, I suppose you'll want all day off tomorrow eh?

Well sir if, if, if it's quite convenient. - It isn't convenient.

It isn't fair. If I was to stop half a crown for it

you'd be mightily ill-used I'll be bound wouldn't you.

Don't think I'm ill-used do you, when I have to pay a whole day's wages for no work.

It only happens once a year sir.

That's a poor excuse for picking a man's pocket every 25th of December.

Well I...I suppose you got to have it.

Here. Here's the key. You see you're here, all the earlier next morning.

Good night sir, and a Merry Christmas. - Bah, humbug!

Merry Christmas sir! - Bah, humbug!

- Merry Christmas to you my boy. - Thank you sir, and same to you sir.

Oh! - Thank you.

- How do you do?

- Good evening, Merry Christmas.

Give us a penny. - Get out of this.

- Clean? Your bowl is clean? - Yes. - Well it isn't.

Hey, hey. Tell them to stop that noise.

My lord, will you make your speech now or will you let the

ladies and gentlemen continue to enjoy themselves?

Call silence for the royal toast. ♪♪

My lords, ladies, and gentlemen, pray silence for the

right honorable, the Lord Mayor of London.

My lord.

My lords, ladies, and gentlemen, Her Most Gracious Majesty, The Queen.

Ah! What the devil are you doing here, frightening people out of their wits?

- Ah!

- Bah, humbug.

Ah

Look well Ebenezer Scrooge, for only you can see me.

- What you want with me? - Much. - Ooh, Ah.

In life I was your partner Jacob Marley. - In life!?

- Why do you trouble me?

It is required of everyone that the spirit within him

should walk abroad among his fellow men.

And if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death.

My spirit never walked beyond the narrow limits of our money changing hole. So I cannot rest.

I cannot stay. I cannot linger anywhere.

- You...Are fettered...Why?

I wear the chain I forged in life. I made it link by link.

Would you know the weight and length of the coil you bear yourself?

Speak words of comfort to me Jacob Marley. Speak words of comfort.

Comfort! I have none to give. I am here to warn you, to save you if that be possible.

- To warn! To save me? From what?

From such a fate as mine. To wander through the world and witness what I cannot share

but might have shared on Earth and turned to happiness.

But, you were always a good man of business Jacob, business.

Mankind should have been my business! Charity, forbearance, benevolence.

All were my business as they should be yours.

Now heed me, for my time is short. You will be haunted by three spirits.

Without their visit you cannot hope to shun the path I tread.

You shall behold the visions of

a Christmas past, a Christmas present, and a Christmas yet to come.

Expect the first when the clock strikes midnight tonight.

Marley! - Look to see me no more! - Marley!

Marley!

Bah, hum...

12 O'Clock, and all is well.

12 O'Clock and all is well.

I am the Spirit of Christmas Past. I am here to show you the things that have been.

Look back beyond the gulf of vanished years.

The money is due and must be paid! - But sir, that's impossible.

Then I shall have no alternative but to take immediate steps to recover it.

But sir, you must see that if... - That is the way I conduct my business!

- You don't mean...Seller's up? - That is precisely what I do mean.

But sir! I couldn't work in the hospital! - Mr. Scrooge I beg of you... - Good day!

You can't do this! You can't be so unjust.

Give us a little more time. A week. - Please!

Oh, hello dear, I didn't hear you come in.

So it is true! - What do you mean? - What they say.

That you are a man without pity, without remorse. Who

weighs everything in the scale of profit and loss.

Belle? - I heard. I couldn't help but hear.

But this is business. If were to allow sentiment to enter

this counting house, I should be in bankruptcy court within a year.

And as for that couple who had just gone out, well, set your mind first about them.

Worthless, shiftless player. Who had my good money. Now they want to avoid paying me back.

- Your money! Your good money.

He asked your for a little breathing space, a little time in which to pay, that is all.

Enough of this Belle. I am ready to make allowances for your feelings as a woman.

But I must ask you to leave my business affairs alone.

When you marry me I shall insist.

Have you taken leave of your senses?

I've tried hard not to believe what they've said about you.

I'd give anything not to believe it now.

But the evidence is in my own mind and tears and I must believe!

You were not always so. But I can see now that one passion

and one passion only engrosses you! Gain!

What then. Even if it were so I have not changed toward you.

You are changed. Changed in every way. You're not the man I know.

Our contract is an old one, made when we were poor, and content to be so.

May you be happy. Alone in the life you have chosen. - Belle?

Now look and see the happiness you have missed.

- Hello! - Look, it's daddy! - Daddy!

Oh by the way Belle, I saw an old friends of yours this afternoon. - Oh? Who was it?

You guess. - How can I? I don't know.

It wasn't Mr. Scrooge? - Mr. Scrooge it was.

I passed his office window and as it was not shut up and there

was a candle inside I could scarcely help see him.

His partner is on...on the point of death I hear. And there he sat, alone.

Quite alone in the world I do believe.

Spirit I cannot bear it, haunt me no more.

I told you these were the shadows of the things that have

been., that they are what they are. Do not blame me.

- Take me back!

It's 1 O'Clock, I know it is.

Come in! And know me better, man.

I am the Ghost of Christmas Present. Look upon me.

You have never seen the like of me before.

Never. - Have never walked forth with

the younger members of my family, meaning, for I am very young,

my elder brothers born in those later years. - I don't think I have. I'm afraid I have not.

Have you many brothers spirit? - More than eighteen hundred.

A tremendous family to provide for. Spirit, conduct me where you will.

Already I have been forth under compulsion and learned a lesson which is working now.

If you have aught to teach me, let me profit by it.

Touch my robe. And you shall see how your poor clerk, with his paltry 15 schillings a week,

which you so grudgingly doled out to him, keeps Christmas.

Touch my robe.

- Up ya get Tiny Tim.

- Trinkets? - Yes

- Get one. - Thank you father.

Mother, mother, mother! We've been outside the baker's and we

smelled a lovely goose cooking!

Oh what it is about your precious father then.

And your brother Tiny Tim, and his sister Martha were not as late

last Christmas by half an hour.

Mother! - Oh bless your heart my dear!

- Oh Martha! - I missed you all!

- Now, now.

We had a deal of work to finish up last night and had to clear away this morning.

Well nevermind as long as you are hear. Come and sit before the fire my dear and get warm.

No, no here's farther! Quick, quick, hide!

- Here we are.

And where's our Martha? - She's um...not coming.

- Not coming?

Not coming upon Christmas Day?

Yes father now here I am.

Oh!

Oh you all!

That will be the goose!

I'll fetch it in!

Oh but you're cold. Come and sit down and warm a bit.

And how did Tiny Tim behave? - Oh as good as gold, and better.

Somehow he gets thoughtful sitting by himself so much, and

thinks the strangest things you ever heard.

- Yes

He told me coming home that he hoped the people in the church saw him,

because he was a cripple, that it might be pleasent for them to remember, upon a

Christmas day, who made lame beggars walk and blind men see.

But he's growing stronger. Yes, growing strong and hearty.

I wish I could believe you Bob. But I'm afraid.

Ah, there never was such a goose! There will never be such a goose! - Never!

- Come for grace.

For what we are about to receive may the Lord make us truly thankful, Amen.

I can already vouch for it! - Yay!

And it's flavor went up my nose and passed my outmost expectations. - Yay!

- With a mashed potato! - Oh! - And the apple sauce!

- Ah!

It will I am sure, present a delightful combination that we

shall remember till our dying day. - Yay!

Ah delicious, delicious. That's the best goose we ever had mother.

Yes indeed.

Oh I've eaten too much! - And even now, we havn't eaten at all.

You laugh? - Laugh? I envy them.

Spirit, tell me that Tiny Tim will live.

I see a vacant seat in the poor chimney corner, and a

crutch without an owner, carefully preserved.

If these shadows remain unaltered in the future, the child will die.

Oh tell me that he will be spared.

If he is like to die, had he not better do it? And decrease the surplus population?

- My own words. - Come now.

I give you a toast. I give you Mr. Scrooge, the founder of the feast.

The founder of the feast indeed?

I wish I had him here, I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast

upon and I hope he'd have a good appetite for it.

But my dear, the children, Christmas Day.

Should be Christmas Day I'm sure on which one drinks to the health of

such an odious, stingy, hard, unfeeling man such as Mr. Scrooge.

You know he is Robert, nobody knows him better than you do, poor fellow.

My dear, Christmas Day.

Well I'll drink his health for your sake and the days, not

his, he will be very merry and very happy I've no doubt.

Here's Mr. Scrooge's health. - Now children, all together, Mr. Scrooge's health.

Mr. Scrooges health! - Mr. Scrooge's health.

And now,Tiny Tim will sing to us. - Yay. Yes do.

What shall I sing? - Hark! The Herald Angels. - Yes Hark! The Herald Angels.

Come now, and see how others keep Christmas.

- Ah, ah, ah. Ah, ah, ah.

Ghost of the future, I fear you more than any specter I have seen.

You are about to show me shadows of the things that have not

been, but will be in the time to come.

And as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, I

am prepared to bear you company.

I don't know much about it either way, I only know he's dead. - When did he die?

Last night I believe. - Why, what was the matter with him, I thought he'd never die!

Heaven knows!

- What's he done with his money?

Left it to his company perhaps. He hasn't left it to me that's all I know.

How are you? - Very well.

So old Nick has got his own at last. - So I'm told.

Cold isn't it? - Seasonable for Christmas time.

You're not a skater I suppose? - Oh no, no, I've got something else to think about.

I do not see myself in my custom place.

Where am I? Why am I not there?

Don't stand there staring as if you were afraid woman.

Who's the worse for the loss of a few things like this? Not a dead man I suppose.

Open this bundle old Joe and let me know the value of it.

I aint afraid to be the first nor afraid for them to see it.

There's your account. I wouldn't give give another sixpence. - Now mine Joe.

- Pah!

8 schillings. I always give too much to ladies. It's a weakness of mine.

- And now undo my bundle Joe.

Bed curtains. - Ah, ha, ha, ha. Bed curtains.

You don't mean to say you took them down, rings and all, with him lying there?

Why not?

You was born to make your fortune, and you will certainly do it.

Here, don't drop the oil on the blankets!

- His blankets?

Who else's? He isn't likely to take cold without them I dare say, ha, ha.

Hope he didn't die of anything catching. - Oh, don't you be afraid of that.

Ah, you can look through that shirt until your eyes ache and you won't find a hole in it.

It was the best he had. It'd been wasted if it hadn't been for me.

What do you call wasting of it? - Putting it on him to be buried in to be sure.

I took it off him, ah, ha, ha. Calico is just as becoming to

the body. He couldn't have looked uglier than he did in that one!

This is the end of it you see. He frightened everyone away

from him when he was alive, to profit us when he was dead!

I see, I see. The case of this unhappy man might be my own. My life tends that way now.

Merciful heavens! What is that?

Is this the man they spoke of? Neglected, robbed, hated.

Can you not show me some tenderness connected with death?

Tim.

My little child.

Tiny Tim. Thy childish essence was from God.

I met Mr. Scrooge's nephew today, and he said to me,

I'm heartily sorry for you Mr. Cratchit, and heartily sorry for your good wife.

Though, how he knew that I don't know. - Knew what my dear?

Why, that you were a good wife.

Everybody knows that. - Well, observe my boy.

And he said if there is any service that I can do for you, pray come to me.

It almost seemed as though he had known our Tiny Tim and felt with us.

And I'm sure we shall none of us forget him, nor this first

parting there has been among us. - Never father.

And I know that when we recollect how patient and how mild he was,

although he was but a little child, we shall not quarrel easily among ourselves

And forget poor Tiny Tim in doing it. - Never father.

- I'm very happy, very happy.

Now spirit tell me what man that was whom we saw lying dead.

Before I draw nearer to that, stone at which you point. Tell

me, are these the shadows of the things that will be,

or are they the shadows of the things that may be, only?

Ebenezer Scrooge!

Am I that man who lay upon the bed?

No spirit, no! I'll not be the man I was!

I'll not be the man I must have been but for this intercourse!

Why show me this if it is all too late?!

Tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone! I will

honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year!

I will live in the past, the present, and the future. The

spirits of all three shall strive within me.

I will not shut out the lessons that they teach!

No, no! No, no, no, no! No, No!

No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no!

Oh, I will live in the past, the present, and the future. Oh

Jacob Marley, heaven and Christmas time be praised for this.

Thank you. On me knees I thank you Jacob, on me knees.

They're not torn down! They're not torn down!

Ah, the shadows of things that would have been may be dispelled, they will!

They will! Ah, they will! They will!

A Merry Christmas! God bless you.

Oh, I don't know what to do. I'm as happy as a school boy, I'm as merry as an angel.

I'm...I'm as giddy as a drunken man! Oh, Merry Christmas everyone!

Happy New Year to all the world! Woo hoo! Ah, ha, ha!

Oh! Here, here! Here's the saucepan the gruel was in and there's the door

that old Marley's ghost came through!

Yes, it's all right, it's all true. It all happened. Oh, hooray, hooray!

Ah, glorious, glorious! Hey, boy!

Hey, a Merry Christmas! It is Christmas Day isn't it?

- Why of course!

Ah I knew I hadn't missed it! Oh the spirits have done it all in one night!

Hey, do you know the poulterer's at the corner of the street next but one?

I should hope I did.

An intelligent boy, a remarkable boy.

Do you know if they've sold the prize turkey that they had hanging there?

- It will be hanging there now. - Well you go and buy it. - Walk-er!?

No, no, no, I'm in earnest. You go and buy it and bring it

back here, and I'll tell you where to take it.

And you come back with the man and I'll give you a schilling.

You come back with him in less than five minutes and I'll give you half a crown!

- Hooray!

- Hey! Hey mister!

- Hey!

Mister!

Hey!

Hey you can't carry that to the Cratchit's, you'll have to have a cab.

Here you are my boy, here's the address and here's the money.

And there's the money for you. Very kind of you to have brought it by.

Ah Merry Christmas my dear. - Thank you sir, the same to you.

Who won't come and dine with you? - Uncle Scrooge! - Oh, ah, haha.

It's of no consequence, he won't lose much of a dinner.

Indeed. Well I think he'll lose a very good dinner.

- Is your master in my dear? - Yes sir. - Can I see him my love?

He's in the dining room sir, I'll show you in.

He, he knows me. He knows me.

You sit there. Thank you. You sit here beside me.

Fred. - Bless my soul, who's this? - It is I, your Uncle Scrooge.

I've come to dinner. Will you let me in Fred? - Why it's Uncle Scrooge, it can't be.

Well then, a Merry Christmas to you Uncle! Come in, come in and join us!

Welcome Uncle, and...a Merry Christmas.

Thank you my dear. A Merry Christmas to you all.

- A Merry Christmas.

You'll be late for the office Bob. It's nearly 9 O'Clock.

You promised Mr. Scrooge you'll be in earlier than usual this morning.

So I did, so I did. Thank you.

Goodbye my darling, goodbye my darlings. - Goodbye.

Cratchit! What do you mean by coming here at this time of day!

I'm very sorry sir. I am behind my time. - I think you are sir, I think you are.

It's only once a year sir. It shan't be repeated.

I was making rather merry yesterday sir.

So I'll tell you what it is my fine sir. I'm not going to stand it any longer!

And therefore! Therefore... - Sir! - I'm going to raise your salary!

- Sir! You must be joking! - Never more serious in all my life boy.

I'm going to raise your salary, and as for Tiny Tim, I'll be a second father to him.

Oh God bless you.

Well no more work today Bob, no work today.

Make haste to your family Bob, they'll be wanting you today Bob,

they'll be wanting you today. - Sir...

- A Merry Christmas Bob.

A Merrier Christmas, my good fellow, than I've given you for many a year.

Go on now, Go on! - Thank you, thank you!

Merry Christmas to all the world, Happy New Year to

everyone! God bless us all, God bless us everyone!