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* Silent night *

* Holy night *

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* All is calm *

* All is bright *

* Round yon virgin, mother and child *

* Holy infant so tender and mild *

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

(thunder booming) (train rumbling)

(loud clang)

- Eddie?

Eddie!

(gunshot)

* Silent night *

* Holy night *

* All is calm, all is bright *

* Round yon virgin, mother and child *

* Holy infant so tender and mild *

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Silent night *

* Holy night *

- Could I have a quick word please, Mr. Scrooge?

- No.

- Sorry I'm late, Eddie.

* Glories stream from heaven afar *

* Heavenly hosts sing hallelujah *

* Christ the savior is born *

* Christ the savior is born *

- [Eddie] No cash, no telly.

- Oh come on, Mr. Scrooge, I'm only a bit behind.

(child crying)

- That isn't how it works, Ellie.

- But, but--

- There's a lot of excellent stuff

on the radio this time of year.

- Mom, where's he going?

- And books, you see, there's always books.

Many is the books (mumbles).

* Remember Christ the savior *

* Was born on Christmas Day *

- Perhaps your conscience won't let you

celebrate the birth of our savior.

- Nothing on my conscience, Mrs. Marley.

- Not even the death of my son?

- Whoa!

- [Husband] Baby, you all right there love?

- [Mrs. Marley] Oh love, are you all right?

- I'm begging ya.

We want a traditional Christmas

like everybody else, that telly goes on at

7 in the morning, stays on 'till midnight.

- All right, so this is about tradition.

- That's right, that's right.

- The magic of Christmas.

- Yeah.

That's it.

- Well I'd go home quick if I was

you and write a letter to Santa.

(loud bang)

- 2.75.

2.80.

Three pounds.

- It's five quid Joyce, like it always is.

- But we're saving up, you see.

- Oh really?

I never read anything about it in the Financial Times.

- It's for one of them chair lifts.

Joyce's arthritis, you know.

- It's giving me 10 types of gyp.

- There's nothing worse.

- (mumbles) when I'm going up them stairs.

- Think about it, Eric.

A chairlift at Joyce's time of life?

Well that can be a lethal piece

of equipment in the wrong hands.

You press the wrong button and well it could

be Hornicks for one, if you get my meaning.

- They can be a godsend, Eddie.

- So I'll be having the other two quid Joyce,

and remember I'm doing it for you.

- Mr. Scrooge.

I was thinking about maybe borrowing some more.

- That's what I love about you Ted,

you know how to enjoy yourself.

Calculate it, Bob.

- Yeah, only I was thinking of going to see

my daughter in Australia one last time.

I'm not getting any younger.

- Had a family of my own once Ted,

I really don't need to hear about yours.

Now the fare to Australia is what?

- I think I'll get a special offer, about 700 quid.

- Bob.

I can do 10 quid a week over 10

years, and I'm robbing myself.

- It's a bit steep isn't it?

- Well that's the global economy for you.

- About tomorrow, with it being Christmas Day,

I was thinking I'd like to spend it with my family.

- Well there's no accounting for taste.

I thought I told you to get rid of those.

- Oh I did, the police must've put more up.

- Oi, get out of it!

Well go on, get out of it!

I mean if you're gonna be homeless, why not

be homeless outside a stately home or something.

Kids these days.

No ambition.

You know what I love about Christmas Day, Bob?

Everybody's at home.

- Yeah, it's good that families is together.

- And what better news for a debt collector

than everybody being at home, so bright

and early tomorrow morning, then you'll

be home in time for your burnt turkey drumstick.

- Well Tim's in hospital again.

I was thinking more the whole day.

- And I was thinking of inviting

Britney Spears over for an eggnog.

- I'll take that as a no then, shall I?

- You got any spare change so I can get a cup of tea?

Nice one mate, cheers.

- Please talk to him Julie, he ordered a drink.

- She doesn't want any drinks.

She doesn't want anything from you.

- People keep telling me it's Christmas.

- That's right.

Just as long as you know that it won't

be Bella on the end of your cracker this year.

(party chatter)

- Sorry, Uncle Eddie.

I didn't mean to make a show of you.

I can't stop, I'm on duty.

I was just wondering if you're

doing anything for Christmas Day.

- No.

- Oh great, 'cause I, well that is Joan and me,

would like you to come around for your dinner.

- No.

- We'd really love to see you.

It's, well, it's Christmastime.

- Oh that's right, it's Christmastime.

When the stupid and the bone idle join forces

to celebrate the birth of catalog shopping.

- We'll set a place for you in case you change your mind.

It's what mom would've wanted.

* Last Christmas, I gave you my heart *

- Why don't you invite this lot?

You deserve each other.

* This year, to save me from tears *

* I'll give it to someone special *

* Last Christmas, I gave you my heart *

* But the very next day, you gave it away *

* This year *

- Big issue, mister.

- Get a job.

- Big issue?

(dramatic orchestra music)

- Eddie.

(chains rattling)

- Marley.

- Eddie.

We need to talk.

- All right.

I'm always talking to the dead.

- You don't believe in me.

- You're right, I don't.

- Listen man, I haven't got time for this.

I'm dead, you're not.

Seems to me that gives me the upper hand.

Message wise.

- You are not here!

- You can't throw me out.

I'm deceased.

Look.

- All right, talk.

- You're gonna get three visitors.

- I'll bake a cake.

- I'd treat them with respect if I were you.

They might just stop you ending up like me.

- How'd you mean?

Dead?

- There's worse things than dying.

- Do you remember when you died?

- Why are you so interested?

- No reason.

Just wondered what it was like for you.

- Sudden.

- What's with the chains?

- Oh these?

It's bad stuff I did that I never put right.

- What sort of bad stuff?

Is that why you're here?

Is that why you've come back?

(dramatic orchestra music)

(short-circuiting)

(static audio)

(ominous atmosphere music)

- Eddie!

Eddie!

- Dad?

- Oh come on, you're not gonna bottle it are you?

Come on, son.

I'm the ghost of Christmas past.

It's a bummer of job, but when did I ever get lucky, eh?

- I mean how can you be the ghost of Christmas past?

You ruined Christmas for me.

- Oh for pete's sake, how was I to know the

damn sky electrics didn't have a plug on it?

- I'm not talking about the sky electrics, you stupid old...

(dramatic orchestra music)

- We commit the body of Elizabeth

Jane Scrooge to the ground.

Earth to Earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes.

In the name of the Father and of

the Son and of the Holy Ghost, amen.

- Look at you.

You couldn't touch us.

You couldn't even put your arms around us.

- I wanted to, but I couldn't.

It felt like the end of the world.

- Oh yeah, and it was a regular fairground ride for us.

Our mom had just died!

- I...

I didn't know what to do, son.

- You were a grownup.

We were 10 years old!

(silent sobbing)

- Where's dad?

- I don't know.

- Why are you showing me this stuff?

- Don't ask me.

I'm not in charge.

- Where is dad?

- If you go to sleep, then dad will come.

'Cause he loves us and he wants to look after us.

He's just not very good at it.

And that's where he's gone.

That's where he goes every night, to dad school.

To learn how to look after us.

- Or the pub as it was better known.

(thunder booming)

- What's all this?

- Eddie got them for us.

- Does Eddie mind telling us where he got it from?

- There's money and everything.

- I see that!

I wanna know where you got it from.

- We needed money you said, I got some.

Now you won't have to work so hard.

- Did you steal all of this?

- No.

- Don't lie to me, did you steal it?

- [Eddie] No, kids give it to me.

- Don't tell lies!

- They give it to me!

I hit them a bit and they give it to me.

I did it for you.

- You did what?

You stupid...

You always had to take things too far didn't you?

- And I wonder where I got that from.

- Oh that's right, blame me.

It's what you've done all your life.

Don't walk away from me.

Show some respect for the dead.

- Are you lost, love?

- I was, but now I found you.

- Head injury is it?

- Heart.

It's beating like a drum, I might need mouth to mouth.

(laughs)

- If I had a pound for every chancer who tried that line.

- Yeah, well I'm not a chancer.

- That's a pity.

Kinda had a soft spot for chancers.

- What time's your shift finished?

Maybe we could go for a drink.

- Sure.

I get off at 7 in the morning.

- You come here often?

How could she resist?

- [Eddie's Dad] Let's see how it turned out, eh?

- There's something I need to tell you.

- No, no, me first.

This last year, well it's been the best year of my life.

- I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Scrooge.

- Not now, Ted.

- That's all I could manage this week.

I went a bit silly on the scratch cards.

- Some other time, all right Ted?

- Yeah, don't be like that.

Look, I promise I'll try a lot harder next...

- Sorry about that.

He's an old mate.

- They always are.

Do you know, every time I see you squeezing money

out of people, I feel like I don't know you at all.

- That isn't real.

This is what's real.

You and me.

- But I hate what you do and you know that.

And you still won't change.

I can't live like that anymore, I'm sorry.

- Will you marry me?

- Eddie, didn't you hear me?

This is not working.

- No, I think you'll find it is.

- It's...

It's very shiny.

- It should be for the price.

- I can't take this.

That's what I've been trying to tell you.

- 5,512 quid and you're turning it down?

- It's not about the price of the ring.

- I know that.

- No you don't.

You think that everything has a price tag don't you?

Even love.

- You think I care about this?

Five and a half grand gone.

It's just us.

Now will you marry me?

- There is no us.

There never can be.

I'm sorry, Eddie.

- Oi, get your hands off that!

- You should've gone after her.

- You know, I thought when you died

it might've stopped you from giving

me advice, but oh no, not you.

- I've been sent back here to remind

you that life is full of second chances.

- What, like you gave us after mom died?

- I never wanted you to be unhappy.

- I don't think you wanted anyone to

be happy ever again after mom died.

- Well I've changed.

Even me.

And you can too.

- Oh what, and be like you you mean?

You're joking aren't you?

I mean look at you.

You're bargain basement, you're a nothing.

Everything I've done, everything I've

got I've done for me, on my own,

without any help from anybody else.

So why would I want your help?

- Because I can see you're not happy.

- You know what happy is?

It's a painkiller for losers.

And I ain't a loser.

I'm not like you.

- I'm your dad and I want what's best for you.

- Well it may have past you by,

but I'm doing fine without you,

or any of Santa's little helpers.

(upbeat swing music) (cheering)

Dad?

- Happy Christmas everyone!

- [Audience] Happy Christmas!

- Yeah, the trots and nausea and vomiting.

A moment ago on the train on the way down.

- Oh it was you was it we heard about?

(laughter)

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Silent night, holy night *

- Two days in the trot.

Must be Christmas.

- Could I just have a quick word--

- Not now.

- Sorry I'm late Eddie, I had to stop off at the hospital.

- You wanted the morning off.

Christmas Day, family, chestnuts roasting on the fan heater.

- Well it's not Christmas Day is it?

It's Christmas Eve.

- Oh yeah right, and I'm the fairy on top of the tree.

- No, it is Christmas Eve, look, the shop's still open.

Eddie?

You all right?

- It is Christmas Eve.

Isn't it?

I tell you Bob, I don't know what

old Rasheed puts in that cider of his,

but I had a weird dream last night.

- Well yeah you would.

(laughs)

- I dreamt the old man came to see me.

- Mr. Rasheed?

- No, my dad, in the dream.

- Oh, I see.

- Bob, do we ever have Christmas Eve twice

in this country, like in a leap year?

- I don't think so.

I'll check.

- I didn't think we did.

Bob, are you a gambling man?

- Oh I like a flutter on the national.

The wife does the lottery.

She had four numbers come up once,

but that was all on different weeks.

- What odds would you give me that I can

tell you exactly what's going to happen next?

- Whoa!

- I don't believe it.

- Are you all right?

(chuckles)

(loud bang)

- First off Eric, I'll have the two quid out of your sock.

I'm in a hurry.

- Mr. Scrooge.

- Thinking of going to Australia, Ted?

- Yeah, I was actually.

- It's your daughter that lives out there isn't it?

- Yeah.

Did I mention her before?

- I'll only do 10 quid a week over 10 years.

(jazzy swing music)

The answer's no, Dave.

- Huh?

- You were going to ask me whether

I wanted to spend Christmas Day

with you and your wife weren't you?

- Well yeah.

There'll be a place sat.

It's what mom would've wanted, Uncle Eddie.

- Yeah, she would've done wouldn't she?

I thought about you last night when I saw her.

- You saw mom?

You're making fun of me, Uncle Eddie.

- Look, I've gotta go, I'm expecting visitors.

- Oh, who's that then?

- I don't know yet.

* Last Christmas, I gave you my heart *

- Aw, not even gonna buy us a drink then?

* This year, to save me from tears *

- Big issue, mister?

- I'll big issue you from one end of

the road to the other unless you

get your bony ass off my step!

Well come on, I'm ready!

I said I'm ready!

You promised me three ghosts, Marley.

You promised me three!

(distant clang)

- Eddie?

Eddie!

Styles.

What are you doing traveling about and about, man?

I was supposed to meet Eddie down here.

(gunshots)

(gasps)

(gasps)

- Hey!

Cool it, Eddie.

I told you I'd be coming back.

- Why can't you just walk through a

wall like the rest of the living dead?

- I needed a rest.

These chains are a bitch.

- Yeah, well you always did like your jewelry.

- Not funny.

Not for a man who's messed up as much as you have.

Conscience wise.

- Yeah, well it's not me that rattles when I walk is it?

- You think you haven't got any chains Eddie?

You just can't see them yet.

(dramatic ethereal music)

I am the ghost of Christmas present, look upon me.

- You're it?

- Whatever, I double up.

It's the busiest night of the year.

Haunting wise.

- All right.

But I don't wanna see Bella again.

I'll go anywhere with you.

But no more Bella.

- Come on.

It's showtime!

(honks)

And pay attention this time.

- Excuse me, have you got any

spare change to get some food?

- They're being some kind of scam, Marley.

You give people like that too many

handouts, they don't wanna work.

(dramatic orchestra music)

- Merry Christmas, love.

- Merry Christmas, sweetheart.

- What have they gotta be so happy about?

- Every Christmas they count their blessings.

- That can't take them too long.

- They're in love.

They've been in love since the day they met.

51 years ago.

- Imagine that.

* Charlie, he's only just begun *

- That was lovely.

Wanna go to bed?

- Yeah.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- 'Cause Father Christmas is coming in the morning!

Go on in, go on.

- [Eddie] Why she filling their heads with that nonsense?

- She's poor, her kids will be poor.

She's giving them dreams.

- She's filling their heads with broken promises.

They've got nothing.

- I wouldn't say that.

(party chatter)

- So have we finished the tour of the sad people yet?

- What makes you think they're sad?

- Put it this way, I wouldn't swap places with any of them.

- And do you think any of them

would wanna swap places with you?

- One day maybe.

- Oh I'm sorry, love.

I just can't believe he lets you down

year after year and you keep forgiving him.

- He took me in when mom died and I'll never forget it.

- Nope, and I'll never forget that he

tried to charge you for bed and breakfast.

- That was just because he was angry

that I joined the police cadets, that's all.

- I don't know why you're always making excuses for him.

- Because he's family.

He was the only family that I had until you came along.

When I see him, it's not an angry man that I see.

It's not some thug.

It's a lonely man.

- Oh, so he's a lonely shark.

And there's me thinking he was a loan shark.

- All right, I'll get it over with.

Uncle Eddie.

- If you must.

Uncle Eddie.

- Come on, we've go things to do man, people to see.

- I wanna stay.

- Well you should've come when

Dave invited you then, shouldn't you?

- I think it's better having Christmas in hospital.

- Oh?

Wouldn't you rather be out there?

- Well there's all the other kids to play with.

And everybody cheers up.

When I get bored of my car I can swap

it with Joseph 'cause he's got an Action Man.

- Well I didn't see it like that before,

but you might be right there, sweetheart.

- Father Christmas gave me one more thing.

Merry Christmas, love.

- Bob, we said no presents, we can't afford it.

- It wasn't me, it was Father Christmas.

- Oh Bob.

- It's a bracelet.

I've kept the receipt.

- Oh it's beautiful, thank you.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I get a little crabby with you.

- You don't.

- I do, I do, but it is hard you know.

You're so lovely with the kids, it's like

I'm always the one who has to

stand up to them and spoil the fun.

- There's no secret, I just let them walk all over me.

- And it's not just them is it?

- Let's not get onto that bastard Scrooge, not tonight.

- I gave him Christmas Day off!

- Listen, just hear me out.

This time next year I don't want you to be working for him.

- That's easier said than done, love.

- Oh come on, you hate that job and every day

I can see it eating away at you, and I

don't want you to be sucked into his world.

- He already has been.

- I owe him too much money.

We're just gonna have to live with it.

- No, you are.

I won't do it Bob, I won't stand by

and watch you destroy the good

in you for the sake of Eddie Scrooge.

(Tim coughs)

That's what comes from getting him overexcited.

It's all right, it's all right, just breathe.

Just breathe slowly, that's it.

That's it, nice and easy, nice and easy, calm down.

That's it.

- Eddie.

- Bella!

- Two minutes.

- Merry Christmas, kid.

- Yeah, merry Christmas.

- You're not still moping about Eddie Scrooge are you?

- I knew it was you putting her off.

- I can't help it, it was this time of year.

- So?

A double celebration.

Christmas and getting away from him.

- And what would you know?

- I can't pretend I didn't love him.

I can't just switch it off, I wish I could.

- Come on, it's been 12 months.

He could've had another 12 engagement parties since then.

- It's different for you, you're...

- A slapper?

I know.

But a happy slapper.

- I was gonna say resilient.

Nah, I just think maybe he would've

changed if I had stayed with him.

- [Julie] No.

Once a badden, always a badden.

- Shut up.

- Come on Eddie, you're not supposed to be here.

- He was so...

He was so the one.

I know I'd look at him sometimes

and it felt like the world made sense.

- Did you read that in a card,

or did you make it up yourself?

You know what you sound like?

One of those battered wives you who get in.

They always think their husbands are gonna change.

Every time they come in with a broken nose or a

black eye they say this time it'll be different.

You, my girl, had a lucky escape.

- Don't listen to her, Bella.

Listen to what your heart's telling you.

I love you!

I can change.

If you love me, I can do anything!

- Tch tch tch tch tch tch.

That was just degrading, Eddie.

- How can you say that?

I said that I'd change, you heard me!

- Talk about shallow.

Everything we saw tonight, what gets to you?

Your love life.

Self self self.

- What, and you really think the rest

of the world cares about anything else?

- I'll make it simple.

You love Bella because you want something back of her.

- So?

- That's not love.

That's greed.

- That's not English, it's bullshit.

- You gotta learn how to give, Eddie.

And you got all day tomorrow to learn it.

- You know something, you're more

annoying dead than you were alive.

- Yeah.

The difference is there's nothing

you can do about it now I'm dead.

- How'd you mean?

(dramatic orchestra music)

Who are they?

- [Jacob] Couple of kids that died tonight.

- They look familiar.

- They should though.

You saw them every day.

- What?

- Brother and sister.

Died within two hours of each other.

Hypothermia.

Still Eddie, like you say, was probably a scam.

- [Show Guest] Yeah, the trots and nausea and vomiting.

A moment ago on the train on the way down.

- [Show Host] Oh it was you was it we heard about?

(laughter)

(dramatic orchestra music)

* Silent night, holy night *

* Shepherds quake at the sight *

- Not today Ted, it's Christmas.

Now Bob, that woman Ellie, the one with

the three kids, how much does she owe us?

- Original debt 300.

With interest 932.

- Okay, let her off 200, go on, cross it off.

- Don't really get this.

- Oh and why's that?

'Cause I'm a bastard?

- I wouldn't say that, no.

- No, but I bet you that's what you think.

- No, no, who told you that?

- Now that sick kid of yours,

the one with the bad chest, Tom.

- Tim, yes, cystic fibrosis.

- Yeah, well you tell him that Eddie

Scrooge is giving his dad a week off.

- Right.

- Oh, and make sure you tell all

the nurses at the hospital that too.

- The nurses?

- Yeah, especially if any of them are called Bella.

- What are you doing, Mr. Scrooge?

- I'm being nice.

Write it down.

- But I don't want anything else.

I owe you enough as it is.

- Think of it as a loyalty card.

- I can't afford this--

- It's a present, you stupid loser!

(baby crying)

A present, all right?

Now you keep it, or Santa might just lose his temper.

* God rest ye merry gentlemen *

* Let nothing you dismay *

* Remember Christ our Savior *

* Was born on Christmas Day *

- Take it, Mr. Scrooge.

- Not now.

- Look, I'll put it in your pocket, you can have it.

- Not right now.

- Scrooge, just take it will you?

Take it will you?

(gasps)

(gagging)

- It's an old tradition, it's all

the rage in parts of Norway.

- Mrs. Marley.

Mrs. Marley, I'd like to talk to you about your son.

- What about my son?

- Well as you know, me and Marley, we were good mates.

- His name is Jacob.

- Well yeah, whatever.

- Is that what you wanted to tell me?

- No, of course not.

Like I said, me and Jacob, we were business partners.

I don't know what he was up to the night

he got himself shot, but for all

I know he could've been on business.

- Are you telling me you know

something about the death of my son?

- No, no, that's a mystery the

good Lord doesn't want us to solve.

- And you are in regular contact with the good Lord are you?

- Look, I want you to have this.

I should've given it to you sooner,

think of it as Jacob's life insurance.

- I don't want your blood money, Mr. Scrooge.

- I'm trying to be nice here.

- I don't want your money!

Is that clear?

- You're as stupid as your son, you know that?

And what you lot staring at?

- Whoa!

- Baby, you all right there love?

- Bob said he liked football and I

thought to myself well he could play a

bit of football when his chest gets better.

- His chest won't get better, that's not what

happens with cystic fibrosis, it gets worse.

- Well you never know these days.

I mean scientists are always coming up with new things.

Now they've discovered DVD, well disease

could be a thing of the past.

And if it costs, I'd like to help out.

But within reason of course.

- Oh thanks, you're all heart.

- Hiya.

- Oh hello.

What are you doing here?

- I've just been to see this sick kid I know.

Gave him his Christmas present.

Football gear, I mean it's not cheap

but, well, it's only once a year.

- Oh right.

- Bella.

Can we go out for a drink tonight?

- I've got plans.

- Yeah, I know you're seeing Julie--

- How do you know that?

- You always do.

Look, I won't keep you long.

I really need to tell you something.

- I don't think so, Eddie.

Merry Christmas.

(dramatic orchestra music)

- Big issue, mister?

Big issue!

- Can I have a word?

- Get off! - Come here!

- Oi, slow down!

- Leave us alone!

- Now stay here!

I'll get some help, but you've gotta stay here.

(party chatter)

- Bella!

I need you to come with me.

- Well there's an invitation

that no girl should ever accept.

- Shut up Julie, I need her.

- Yeah, well I need Brad Pitt and a bottle

of baby oil, but I don't think either of

us are gonna get lucky this year, do you?

- I need your help.

There's a street kid, I think she's gonna die.

- Oh please.

Talk about a cheap shot.

- It's the truth, you've gotta believe me.

- Oi, listen to me.

He's mad.

This is really mad!

- Where is she?

- Just around the corner on the estate.

- I'll come take a look.

- Please Lord, give this girl the sense she was born with.

- I won't be long!

- You don't think I'm letting you go on your own do you?

- Did you call an ambulance?

- I thought it'd be quicker to get you.

- Julie, call an ambulance!

- Give us your phone, mate.

- She's around here.

I thought I told you not to move.

- Where you been?

You've been ages!

- She looked sick, and I wanted to

help her, that's why I came and got you.

- All right, okay.

- What she doing?

She's gonna be all right isn't she?

- Should've called a bloody ambulance!

- She gonna be all right or what?

- What's her name, love?

- What you doing to her?

- Answer the question!

- Jude.

- Come on, Jude.

Come on.

- What's wrong with her?

- I don't know.

Could be pneumonia, hypothermia.

- Well you are gonna help her now ain't you?

- Where's the ambulance?

- On its way.

What have you done to her?

- I've done nothing to her.

I'm the one that's trying to save her life here!

- Why?

How much does she owe you?

- Just shut up.

- Please, please!

- Come on, Jude.

Come on.

It's Christmas.

Don't die on me on Christmas.

Come on.

- Bella.

Bella, let me take over.

- No.

No, Jude, no!

- What are you doing?

What have you stopped for?

- It's no use.

We've lost her.

- No, you're wrong.

No.

No.

No, I'm not having this.

You gotta do something!

Come on, please!

Please, come on, you've gotta do something!

(sirens wailing)

Please do something!

- You gonna be all right?

- Yeah, I'll be fine.

- What took the ambulance so long?

- Ambulances won't come on the estate

anymore without a police escort.

- Well don't say it like it's my fault.

- Isn't it?

- Come on, I'm not like that.

You saw how I tried to save that kid's life.

- Then why didn't you call an ambulance straight away?

- Like I said, I thought you'd be quicker.

- That isn't the only reason is it?

- Of course it is.

- Why me?

Why did you come for me?

I want the truth.

- Yeah, well you always were big on the truth weren't you?

- Eddie!

- All right.

I suppose a part of me wanted you to see that I could care.

I wanted you to see that I changed.

- Well you haven't really changed at all then, have you?

(dramatic orchestra music)

- You're out of ice.

- Oh come in, Marley.

So you fancy telling me where I went wrong this time?

- Well you made the changes

everywhere except where it counts.

In here.

Well in there.

- What do you people want?

Miracles?

It's all right for you, you're dead.

I have to live in the real world.

- You call what you're doing living in the real world?

I call it a man hiding behind a big fat lie.

- Oh yeah?

And what lie would that be?

- Well...

How about my death.

That wouldn't be a bad start.

- Your death?

What would I know about your death?

- Just who did it and why.

- If I knew that, I'd had gone to the police wouldn't I?

- Not if you thought it was bad for business you wouldn't.

Come on.

Tell me.

I need to hear it.

It's just you and me here.

And I'm in no state to turn Queen's Counsel, am I?

For me.

Yeah?

For old times' sake.

Would you just please put me out my misery?

- I told Ricky Styles where you'd

be making a pickup that night.

- Honor?

- I swear that's all I told him.

I didn't know he was gonna shoot you.

I promise.

I just thought he was gonna shake you up a bit.

- I know.

- If I had known he was gonna...

I'd never have done that to you Marley, I really wouldn't.

- So you set me up.

- You got greedy.

He was just supposed to scare you.

- So you set me up.

- Yeah.

I set you up.

- I know.

I knew as soon as I died.

- If you knew all along, then why

did you beg me to tell you?

- Because it's good for you to confess.

Conscience wise.

- For what it's worth, there isn't

a day that goes by when...

I was mad at you.

It was just a moment.

A stupid, angry, no going back moment

and if I could turn the clock back I would.

If I could change the way I live my life I'd do it.

But I can't.

You think I like being me?

I hate being me.

Marley.

Marley!

Jacob!

(dramatic orchestra music)

(car stalls)

Who are you?

I know you don't I?

You're off the estate aren't you?

You're it aren't you?

You're the ghost of Christmas future.

I mean don't you people ever give up?

Has Tim gone home?

- I've...

I've been to the cemetery.

They found a smashing spot for Tim.

Vicar was a lovely bloke.

He's bald, but he's very nice with it.

He'll be doing the service.

I wish you had come with me.

- I couldn't.

I couldn't.

- It's very peaceful out there

you know, with grass and trees.

I told Tim that we'd go up there

and have a talk with him every week.

(sobbing)

My poor little lad.

I thought if I could move back in.

- [Sue] No.

- Just until after the funeral.

- It's no good, Bob, no.

- I could help with the children.

It's hard enough for them.

They need me.

- It won't help to fill them with false hope.

It'll make it harder when you move back out, won't work.

- We should be together at a time like this.

- We should've always been together, Bob.

But you made your choice.

- This hasn't got anything to do with Scrooge.

- You carried on working for him.

I'm sorry.

- No don't be like this Sue, please, not today.

Please, not today.

What about me, eh?

Sue!

What about me?

- But Tim Cratchett was happy while he was alive.

I mean that's gotta count for something hasn't it?

Will you just answer me that?

- I thought he'd never die.

- I know justice isn't mine to give,

but well the man lived by violence.

Once around that road, it can only end in one place.

- Well put like that, I don't feel so guilty.

- Mom, can I have that?

- No, put that back.

- This gear that they're flogging, where's it from?

Will you just tell me what's going on?

I wish you'd shut up for 10 minutes.

(dramatic orchestra music)

Bella.

And Dave?

Is that what you wanted me to see, Bella and Dave?

Is this some kind of torture?

Yeah, well I've had enough torture for one Christmas.

That was my stuff wasn't it?

They were flogging my stuff weren't they?

All right.

All right, I get the message.

Look, I don't wanna see anymore!

Just tell me this.

Are these the things that will happen,

or just the things that might happen?

I know I've been useless.

I know I've wasted my life.

But I can see what I've gotta do now.

The Cratchetts don't have to tear each other apart!

Those kids don't need to die!

People don't have to suffer because of me!

I can't.

I won't.

I won't look at that grave.

I can't.

No.

No!

Just tell me, do I get a chance to put things right?

Just tell me that!

Please!

Please!

No!

No!

No!

No!

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Sleep in heavenly peace *

* Silent night *

- Yeah, I'm after a flight to Australia for tomorrow.

Most expensive one you've got.

I'll call you back.

Bob, how's Tim?

- He's not so well actually, we're all

spending Christmas at the hospital.

- Right, so he'll be needing his dad at a time like this.

- And his mom, yeah.

- And you'll be wanting to spend more time with him.

- Well it'd be nice, just to look over things,

but as me own mom used to say, it's no use

having butter if you don't own a barm cake.

- Did she really?

What a wise woman.

Oh, I know what it was I wanted to tell you.

You're sacked.

- What?

But I can work Christmas.

- You're sacked, Bob.

I'm letting you go.

- But what about the money I owe you?

- I'll write it off.

Small price to pay for getting rid of you, Bob.

You're useless.

- Eh?

What did I do?

- You think I care?

Go on, get out of my sight.

Well go on!

- What are you doing?

- Come with me.

- Leave her alone!

- She's coming with me!

- Where are you taking her?

- Sit down.

(Jade coughing)

Excuse me.

- Yes?

- She's got hypothermia and pneumonia.

That's her brother Lee, he's got pneumonia as well.

They've been living rough.

- What's the name?

- It's Jude.

* Let nothing you dismay *

* Remember Christ our savior *

- Thank you.

- Mrs. Marley.

- Have you come to bully us or mock us, Mr. Scrooge?

- No, I've come to say I'm sorry about Jacob.

He was a good bloke.

I can't imagine what it must be like to lose a son,

but I won't rest until we find the man who did it.

Try and have a good Christmas, Mrs. Marley.

- Do you really mean that?

- Well there is something you could do for me.

Then you'll know that I mean it.

Could you excuse me a minute?

Hold on.

Merry Christmas.

- Oh thank you.

(knocking)

- [Eric] Who is it?

- It's me, it's Eddie!

- [Eric] Oh all right, Mr. Scrooge.

- Merry Christmas, Eric!

(fainting thud)

- Sorry about that, but I come over

all quaint when I saw you smile.

- Well I'm sorry I shocked you, Eric.

Why don't you sue me?

- There'll be no need for any of that.

- Come on, a fall like that, what's it worth?

I mean if you worked in the city you'd

have your lawyers onto it straight away.

Stress, loss of earnings, doctor's bills.

- Oh he'll be right as rain as soon

as he's tasted this tinned ham.

- Let's say a thousand for the stress,

2,000 for the loss of earnings I think,

and another grand for doctor's bills.

Well Eric, you've taken me to the cleaners

and I'd like to be the first to shake your hand.

Merry Christmas.

(excited chatter)

- Mom mom mom mom!

- You're early.

- Yeah, I've been--

- We got some news.

- So have I, look, I've been sacked, love.

Scrooge has got rid of me.

- Bob, listen to me, none of it matters.

- What are we gonna do?

- We won the premium bonds.

- What?

- We won the premium bonds, 50,000 pounds.

We got the letter, the check, and everything this morning.

- We did?

- Oh Bob, we're gonna have the best Christmas ever.

- We are!

We really are.

It's funny though isn't it?

- It's bloody hilarious!

- It's funny we won.

We haven't got any premium bonds.

- Dad.

- Hey, hello darling.

Let's have a look.

Is this the checK?

- Yeah, go on.

- Come on, look at it.

- Maybe your Judith sent it from Australia.

- Come on, she's an Avon lady Bob, even Judith

couldn't sell that much apple flavored lip gloss.

(laughter)

- Maybe Mr. Scrooge sent it.

(laughter)

- Yeah, that's right, oh yeah, Mr. Scrooge

is real good at handing out his money isn't he?

- You lovely sweet lad you.

- He could have, you never know.

- You've got a lot to learn about the world haven't you son?

- Mrs. Cratchett?

- That's right, yeah.

- And this is Tim I take it.

- That's right.

* O little town of Bethlehem *

* How still we see thee lie *

* Above thy deep and dreamless sleep *

* The silent stars go by *

* Yet in thy dark streets shineth *

* The everlasting light *

* The hopes and fears of all the years *

* Are met in thee tonight *

(party chatter) (rock music)

- Dave, can I buy you a drink?

- Actually I'm on duty, Uncle Eddie.

- Oh right.

Well I don't quite know how to tell you this,

but if you're interested, this is

the man that shot Jacob Marley.

Now I've written his name down

in case you arrest the wrong bloke,

I know what you lot are like.

- Ricky Styles?

You sure?

- He keeps a gun in a safe at the back of his club.

- How long have you known this?

- Well I knew that Jacob was meeting Styles.

I also knew that Styles thought that

Jacob was moving in on his patch,

so you could say that I've known all along.

- But you were too scared to come forward were you?

- No, I was too greedy.

I knew that it would be bad for

business if Styles was picked off.

- Come on.

Your business partner had just been killed.

This can't have just been about money.

- I'm afraid it was.

- So why are you telling me this now?

- Let's just say I found a conscience

in my Christmas stocking.

- So.

- So.

- I was just wondering if you'd

come over for Christmas dinner.

- I'd love to.

I bloody would love to.

And tell that wife of yours to expect a turkey

big enough to have sparred with Mike Tyson.

- Actually we're vegetarians.

- All right, the biggest nut roast she's ever seen.

Oh, and merry Christmas.

* Last Christmas, I gave you my heart *

* But the very next day you gave it away *

- Oh hi.

I was just lost.

I thought this was a snooker hall.

- We get a lot of that this time of year.

She's a lot better by the way.

- Oh good.

Good.

Whoever she is.

- No no, you were spotted, Eddie.

Julie saw you bringing them in.

- No, she was mistaken.

- No, she said it was you.

She said all you needed was a

puppy and you'd look like a hero.

- Yeah, well it is Christmas.

- What's happened to you?

- It's over.

My old life.

The old me.

Gone.

- What brought this on?

- Do you really wanna know?

- Let me get this right, the last

ghost was someone you knew.

A child.

- I felt like I knew him.

I don't know where from.

It was more like I was going to know him.

Does any of this make sense?

- Don't worry, none of this makes any sense.

- You think I'm making it up?

Give me some credit.

My only chance to win you back

and I come up with a lie like this?

It's gotta be the truth hasn't it?

It really happened.

- How come none of this stuff happens to anyone else?

- Maybe it does.

Maybe they just don't know it.

Or maybe it happened to me because of who I was.

Or what I was.

If you're living a life as bad as mine, well it's

gonna take something pretty massive to change it.

I'm not asking you to believe me straight away.

I know you don't trust me.

But I'm changing.

Well I've changed completely.

Well almost completely.

- And what's left of the old you?

Your ego?

- No.

The part of me that never stopped loving you.

Nothing could change that.

Look, I'm gonna go now, but if you change your mind.

I'll be waiting.

- Eddie.

You bring any mistletoe?

(uplifting orchestra music)

- Wake up, mom.

- What?

- Mom, come look.

- What is it?

- It's something really good.

- Is it?

- Yeah, come on.

Come on.

- What is that?

(laughs)

- Merry Christmas!

Happy Christmas.

- Happy Christmas, love.

Oh it's such a happy Christmas, I love it.

(honks)

- Did I ever show you my triple axel?

(laughs)

- Did it look like falling over?

- Maybe.

To the untrained eye.

So you're sure it's on son, yeah?

- [Son] Yeah.

- How do we look?

- [Son] Like old farts.

- Oi!

- Oh my God.

- Come on, I want you and your mom yeah?

- [Son] Aw, do I have to?

- Come on.

- [Eddie] Lovely.

- There's my baby boy.

- [Eddie] Hold on a minute, hold on.

- Oh come on.

(laughter)

- All right, all right, I'm gonna make it in the Olympics.

- [Son] You won't even make the trials.

(laughter)

- Come on smile, smile.

(uplifting orchestra music)