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MAN THAT IS BORN OF WOMAN HATH BUT A SHORT TIME TO LIVE AND IS FULL OF MISERY.

HE COMETH OUT AND IS CUT DOWN LIKE A FLOWER.

I CAN HARDLY BELIEVE THAT MR. MARLEY’S GONE.

HE’S AT PEACE, MR. CRUMP. HE’S NOWHERE, SIR.

TRUTH IS, HE’S DEAD, DEAD AS A DOORNAIL...

THOUGH I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S PARTICULARLY DEAD ABOUT A DOORNAIL.

COME TO THINK OF IT, I WOULDN’T THINK THAT A DOORNAIL...

WAS THE DEADEST PIECE OF IRONMONGERY IN THE TRADE.

WHY NOT SAY, "DEAD AS A DOORKNOB OR A DOOR KNOCKER"?

NAIL, KNOB OR KNOCKER, JACOB’S GONE, AND THERE’S AN END TO IT.

A MIGHTY POOR TURNOUT FOR SUCH AN IMPORTANT BUSINESSMAN.

PERHAPS IT WAS BECAUSE OF THE DAY HE DIED. THE DAY HE DIED, SIR?

CHRISTMAS EVE.

IT WOULD ACCOUNT FOR THE LACK OF GRIEVING RELATIVES.

AT LEAST HE WAS SPARED THAT IN HIS FINAL HOURS.

GREAT LOSS, SIR.

WE LEAVE YOU TO GRIEVE IN SILENCE.

THE FIRM OF "SCROOGE & MARLEY" WILL MISS YOUR SHREWD BRAIN...

AND KEEN EYE, JACOB.

WE WENT THROUGH SOME HARD TIMES TOGETHER,

BUT WE PULLED THROUGH...

AND WE THRIVED ON THE IDLENESS OF OTHERS.

REST CONTENT, JACOB,

THAT THE FIRM WE BUILT TOGETHER WILL PROSPER.

I PROMISE.

And a merry Christmas and a happy New Year to you too, sir.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, SIR.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, SIR.

LET ME GET THAT, SIR.

I WAS WONDERING, SIR, IF AFTER SEVEN YEARS,

YOU’D BE REMOVING MR. MARLEY’S NAME FROM THE SIGN OUTSIDE?

NO. TIME WILL ERASE IT AT NO COST TO US.

YES, SIR.

I WAS JUST GETTING SOME COAL, SIR, FOR THE FIRE. IT’S GOING OUT.

POKE, IT, SIR. POKE IT!

SHHH.

A MERRY CHRISTMAS, UNCLE! GOD SAVE YOU!

BAH! HUMBUG!

CHRISTMAS A HUMBUG, UNCLE? YOU DON’T MEAN IT.

I DO MEAN IT, SIR! MERRY CHRISTMAS?

WHAT REASON HAVE YOU TO BE MERRY?

WHAT RIGHT HAVE YOU TO BE MERRY? YOU’RE POOR!

WELL, WHAT RIGHT HAVE YOU TO BE MISERABLE, THEN? YOU’RE RICH.

MERRY CHRISTMAS! DAMN YOUR MERRY CHRISTMAS!

WHAT’S CHRISTMASTIME TO YOU BUT A TIME FOR PAYING BILLS WITHOUT MONEY?

A TIME FOR FINDING YOURSELF A YEAR OLDER AND NOT AN HOUR RICHER?

A TIME FOR BALANCING YOUR BOOKS...

AND FINDING EVERY ITEM DEAD AGAINST YOU?

IF I HAD MY WAY, EVERY IDIOT WHO WENT AROUND WITH "MERRY CHRISTMAS" ON HIS LIPS...

WOULD BE BOILED WITH HIS OWN PUDDING...

AND BURIED WITH A STAKE OF HOLLY THROUGH HIS HEART.

COME, UNCLE--

NEPHEW, YOU KEEP CHRISTMAS IN YOUR WAY. I’LL KEEP IT IN MINE.

BUT YOU DON’T KEEP IT. THEN LET ME LEAVE IT ALONE, THEN.

I STILL SAY MERRY CHRISTMAS. THAT’S ALL YOU DO SAY.

MUCH GOOD IT DOES YOU. MUCH GOOD IT’LL EVER DO YOU.

I DARESAY THERE ARE MANY THINGS I’VE GOT A LOT OF GOOD FROM...

WHICH HAVEN’T MADE ME A PENNY PROFIT, CHRISTMAS AMONGST THEM.

YOU SEE, UNCLE, I’VE ALWAYS THOUGHT OF CHRISTMAS AS A TIME FOR GOOD, NOT PROFIT.

A KIND, FORGIVING TIME. A TIME WHEN MEN AND WOMEN CAN THINK OF OTHERS.

IT’S NEVER PUT AN EXTRA PENNY IN MY POCKET,

BUT I BELIEVE CHRISTMAS HAS DONE ME GOOD AND WILL DO ME GOOD.

SO I STILL SAY, MERRY CHRISTMAS, UNCLE!

- YOU SAID SOMETHING, MR. CRATCHIT? - NO, SIR.

ANOTHER SOUND OUT OF YOU, SIR,

AND YOU’LL MAKE THIS A TRULY MERRY CHRISTMAS BY LOSING YOUR JOB.

UNCLE, DON’T BE HARD ON MR. CRATCHIT. IT’S ALL MY FAULT.

YOU’RE QUITE THE POWERFUL SPEAKER, SIR. A WONDER YOU DON’T GO INTO PARLIAMENT.

DON’T BE ANGRY, UNCLE.

DINE WITH US TOMORROW. DINE WITH YOU? I’LL SEE YOU DAMNED FIRST!

BUT WHY? WHY DID YOU MARRY?

BECAUSE I FELL IN LOVE. BECAUSE YOU FELL IN LOVE.

LOVE! HUMBUG!

OH, SO YOU WON’T COME TO SEE ME BECAUSE I’M MARRIED. YES.

WELL, YOU NEVER CAME TO SEE ME WHEN I WASN’T MARRIED.

GOOD AFTERNOON, NEPHEW.

I WANT NOTHING FROM YOU. I ASK NOTHING OF YOU. WHY CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS?

GOOD AFTERNOON!

WELL, I’M SORRY YOU’RE SO STUBBORN.

BUT I CAME HERE FULL OF THE CHRISTMAS SPIRIT.

SO I SAY AGAIN, MERRY CHRISTMAS, UNCLE. GOOD AFTERNOON!

- AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR! - GOOD AFTERNOON!

- AND A MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU, MR. CRATCHIT. - MERRY CHRISTMAS, SIR.

YOU FIND MY NEPHEW AMUSING, CRATCHIT?

HE’S A VERY PLEASANT FELLOW, SIR.

YEAH. YOU’RE ANOTHER CHRISTMAS LUNATIC LIKE HIM.

IF YOU SAY SO, SIR.

OH, IT SEEMS YOU DOUBT ME, MR. CRATCHIT.

WHAT ARE YOU, THEN? YOUR CLERK, MR. SCROOGE.

MY 15-SHILLING-A-WEEK CLERK WITH A WIFE AND FAMILY.

YET YOU BABBLE ABOUT MERRY CHRISTMAS.

I’LL RETIRE TO BEDLAM.

SIR, DO YOU KNOW THIS AREA? TOLERABLY WELL.

WE’RE NEW TO THE DISTRICT. WE’RE LOOKING FOR THE OFFICES OF SCROOGE & MARLEY.

SOME 50 YARDS ALONG ON THE RIGHT.

GOOD, GOOD. WE’RE COLLECTING CHARITABLE DONATIONS FOR THE POOR AT CLERKENWELL.

YOU’RE COLLECTING MONEY ON BEHALF OF A CHARITY FROM... MR. EBENEZER SCROOGE?

YES, AND MR. MARLEY AND OTHER BUSINESSMEN OF THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

YES, WE THINK CHRISTMAS EVE IS A MOST APPROPRIATE TIME FOR GIVING FREELY.

THIS IS THE OFFICE OF SCROOGE & MARLEY?

IT IS, SIR.

MAY I PRESS YOUR CUDILES, SIR.

DO I HAVE THE HONOR OF ADDRESSING MR. SCROOGE OR MR. MARLEY?

MR. MARLEY HAS BEEN DEAD THESE SEVEN YEARS.

HE-- HUH.

HE DIED SEVEN YEARS AGO THIS VERY NIGHT.

MR. WILLIAMS AND MR. FOSTER. MAY WE OFFER OUR SYMPATHY?

WHY? YOU’RE NOT RELATIVES, ARE YOU?

NO, BUT WE FEEL SURE YOU MUST BE THINKING ABOUT HIM AT THIS TIME.

AND I’M SURE HIS GENEROSITY IS REPRESENTED BY HIS SURVIVING PARTNER.

AT THIS FESTIVE TIME OF THE YEAR IT IS SURELY DESIRABLE...

THAT WE MAKE SOME SLIGHT PROVISION FOR THE POOR AND DESTITUTE.

DON’T YOU AGREE?

I TAKE IT THAT YOU GENTLEMEN ARE NEW TO THE DISTRICT.

NEW AND EAGER, SIR. YOU WILL AGREE, I’M SURE,

THAT MANY THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE LACK THE BASIC NECESSITIES,

AND MANY HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS LACK ORDINARY COMFORTS.

- ARE THERE NO PRISONS? - PLENTY OF PRISONS, SIR.

AND THE UNION WORKHOUSES? ARE THEY STILL IN OPERATION?

YES, THEY ARE. I ONLY WISH I COULD SAY THEY WERE NOT.

A FEW OF US ARE ENDEAVORING TO RAISE A FUND...

TO BUY THE POOR SOME MEAT AND DRINK AND MEANS OF WARMTH.

HOW MUCH MAY WE PUT YOU DOWN FOR, MR. SCROOGE?

NOTHING.

AH, YOU WISH TO REMAIN ANONYMOUS.

I WISH TO BE LEFT ALONE.

I DON’T MAKE MERRY MYSELF AT CHRISTMASTIME,

AND I CAN’T AFFORD TO MAKE IDLE PEOPLE MERRY.

I SUPPORT THOSE INSTITUTIONS I HAVE MENTIONED,

AND I EXPECT THE POOR TO MAKE USE OF THEM.

THOSE WHO ARE BADLY OFF MUST GO THERE.

MANY CANNOT GO THERE, AND MANY WOULD RATHER DIE.

IF THEY’D RATHER DIE, THEY’D BETTER DO IT AND DECREASE THE SURPLUS POPULATION.

MR. CRATCHIT, WOULD YOU SHOW THESE GENTLEMEN OUT?

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♪ AND SEES THEIR TROUBLED MINDS ♪

♪ GLAD TIDINGS OF GREAT JOY I BRING ♪

♪ TO YOU AND ALL MANKIND ♪

♪ TO YOU IN DAVID’S TOWN THIS DAY ♪

♪ IS BORN OF DAVID’S LINE ♪♪

THANK YOU. THANK YOU, SIR.

I’M GONNA TRY SCROOGE’S.

OH, DON’T DO THAT. DON’T!

♪ GOOD KING WENCESLAS LOOKED OUT ♪

♪ ON THE FEAST OF STEPHEN ♪

♪ WHEN THE SNOW LAY ROUNDABOUT ♪

♪ DEEP AND CRISP AND EVEN ♪

♪ BRIGHTLY SHONE THE MOON THAT NIGHT ♪

♪ THOUGH THE FROST WAS CRUEL ♪

♪ WHEN A POOR MAN CAME AND--

IT’S SCROOGE! RUN!

GET AWAY FROM HERE!

YOU’LL WANT ALL DAY TOMORROW, I SUPPOSE?

IF IT’S CONVENIENT, SIR.

IT’S NOT CONVENIENT! IT’S NOT FAIR.

IF I WAS TO DEDUCT HALF A CROWN FOR YOUR TAKING THE DAY OFF,

YOU’D THINK YOURSELF ILL-USED.

BUT YOU DON’T THINK ME ILL-USED WHEN I PAY A DAY’S WAGES FOR NO WORK.

IT’S ONLY ONCE A YEAR, SIR. BAH.

FINE EXCUSE FOR PICKING A MAN’S POCKET EVERY 25th OF DECEMBER.

I SUPPOSE YOU MUST HAVE THE WHOLE DAY.

YOU BE HERE ALL THE EARLIER THE NEXT MORNING.

YES, SIR. MERRY--

YOU WERE ABOUT TO SAY SOMETHING, CRATCHIT?

NOTHING, SIR.

JACOB! JACOB MARLEY!

HUH?

HUMBUG!

HMM.

INDIGESTION.

NO, I WON’T BELIEVE IT.

WHAT BUSINESS DO YOU WANT WITH ME?

MUCH.

WHO ARE YOU, SIR?

ASK ME WHO I WAS.

VERY WELL. WHO WERE YOU, THEN?

IN LIFE... I WAS YOUR PARTNER, JACOB MARLEY.

- CAN YOU SIT DOWN? - I CAN.

WELL, DO IT, THEN.

YOU DON’T BELIEVE IN ME?

I DON’T.

WHY DO YOU DOUBT YOUR SENSES?

BECAUSE LITTLE THINGS UPSET ’EM.

AN UPSET STOMACH CAN PUT ’EM QUITE OUT OF ORDER.

YOU COULD BE A CRUMB OF MOLDY CHEESE, AN UNDERDONE TURNIP.

MOLDY CHEESE? AN UNDERDONE TURNIP?

OR SOME BRITISH BEEF. THAT COULD BE MIGHTY UPSETTING TO THE STOMACH.

THERE’S MORE GRAVY THAN GRAVE ABOUT YOU, JACOB.

AHHH! AHH!

WHAT IS IT? SPEAK UP, MAN!

WHY DO SPIRITS...

WALK THE EARTH,

AND WHY DO THEY COME TO ME?

IT IS REQUIRED OF EVERY MAN THAT THE SPIRIT WITHIN HIM...

SHOULD WALK ABROAD AMONG HIS FELLOW MEN AND TRAVEL FAR AND WIDE.

AND IF THAT SPIRIT GOES NOT FORTH IN LIFE,

IT IS CONDEMNED TO DO SO AFTER DEATH.

IT IS DOOMED TO WANDER THROUGH THE WORLD--

OH, WOE IS ME--

AND WITNESS WHAT IT CANNOT SHARE...

BUT MIGHT HAVE SHARED ON EARTH AND TURNED TO HAPPINESS.

YOU’RE FETTERED. TELL ME WHY.

I WEAR THE CHAIN I FORGED IN LIFE.

I MADE IT LINK BY LINK AND YARD BY YARD.

IT IS A PONDEROUS CHAIN.

DO YOU KNOW THE WEIGHT AND LENGTH OF THE COIL YOU BEAR?

IT WAS AS HEAVY AND AS LONG AS THIS SEVEN CHRISTMAS EVES AGO.

YOU HAVE LABORED ON IT SINCE.

JACOB. JACOB MARLEY.

SPEAK COMFORT TO ME, JACOB!

I HAVE NONE TO GIVE.

I CANNOT REST. I CANNOT STAY.

I CANNOT LINGER ANYWHERE.

OH, NEVER TO BE ABLE TO MAKE AMENDS FOR MISSED OPPORTUNITIES

OH, THE TORTURE OF REMORSE.

JACOB, I-- I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY YOU’RE SUFFERING.

ALL YOUR LIFE YOU WERE A GOOD BUSINESSMAN.

THAT’S WHY I’M SUFFERING. THE SUFFERING I CAUSED OTHERS IS BEING REPAID.

JACOB, IT WAS BUSINESS!

BUSINESS? MANKIND WAS MY BUSINESS.

THE COMMON GOOD WAS MY BUSINESS.

AT THIS TIME OF THE ROLLING YEAR...

I SUFFER MOST.

WHY I CAN APPEAR TO YOU TONIGHT IN A SHAPE THAT YOU CAN SEE I DO NOT KNOW,

BUT I HAVE SAT INVISIBLE BESIDE YOU MANY AND MANY A DAY, TRYING TO REACH YOU.

LISTEN TO ME, EBENEZER. MY TIME ON EARTH IS NEARLY GONE.

I’M HERE TO WARN YOU THAT YOU HAVE A CHANCE...

OF ESCAPING MY TERRIBLE FATE.

A CHANCE I GOT FOR YOU.

YOU WERE ALWAYS A GOOD FRIEND TO ME.

YOU WILL BE HAUNTED BY THREE SPIRITS.

IS THIS THE CHANCE YOU SPOKE OF?

IT IS. IN THAT CASE, I’D RATHER NOT.

WITHOUT THEIR VISITS, YOU’VE NO HOPE OF ESCAPING YOUR FATE.

EXPECT THE FIRST TOMORROW WHEN THE BELL TOLLS 1:00.

COULDN’T I TAKE ’EM ALL AT ONCE AND HAVE IT OVER AND DONE WITH?

EXPECT THE SECOND SPIRIT ON THE NEXT NIGHT AT THE SAME TIME...

AND THE THIRD THE NIGHT FOLLOWING AT 12:00.

UGH!

LOOK TO SEE ME NO MORE...

AND FOR YOUR OWN SAKE, REMEMBER WHAT HAS PASSED BETWEEN US.

THESE SPIRITS TRY TO INTERFERE,

FOR GOOD, IN HUMAN AFFAIRS...

BUT THEY’VE LOST THE POWER FOREVER.

THAT IS THE CURSE WE BEAR.

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A QUARTER PAST.

HALF PAST.

A QUARTER TO IT.

THE HOUR ITSELF. NOTHING’S HAPPENED.

ARE YOU THE SPIRIT WHOSE COMING WAS FORETOLD?

I AM.

WHO-- WHAT ARE YOU?

I’M THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST.

LONG PAST?

NO... YOUR PAST.

SPIRIT, PUT ON YOUR CAP. BE COVERED.

WHAT? WOULD YOU SO SOON PUT OUT THE LIGHT I GIVE?

IS IT NOT ENOUGH THAT YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE WHOSE PASSIONS MADE THIS CAP...

AND FORCED ME TO WEAR IT LOW UPON MY BROW?

I HAD NO INTENTION OF OFFENDING YOU, SIR.

THANKEE. WHAT BUSINESS BRINGS YOU HERE?

YOUR WELFARE. OH, WELL, I’M MUCH OBLIGED TO YOU.

BUT A PEACEFUL NIGHT OF UNBROKEN REST WOULD HAVE BEEN MORE CONDUCIVE TO THAT END!

YOUR RECLAMATION, THEN.

COME WITH ME.

SOME OTHER TIME, PERHAPS. I-I-I’M NOT DRESSED.

I HAVE A WEAK CHEST, A MONSTROUS HEAD COLD.

RISE AND WALK WITH ME.

NO, I’M MORTAL. I’M LIABLE TO FALL!

ALL I HAVE TO DO IS TOUCH YOU... THERE.

GOOD HEAVENS! I KNOW THIS PLACE!

I WAS A BOY HERE!

YOU REMEMBER THE WAY?

REMEMBER IT? I COULD WALK IT BLINDFOLD.

I KNOW THESE BOYS. WE WENT TO THE SAME SCHOOL!

THERE’S JENKINS! AND, UH, AND TONY VECK!

AND, UM... BENJAMIN FISH!

AND TOBY BELL!

TOBY!

THEY’RE ONLY SHADOWS OF THINGS THAT HAVE BEEN.

THEY CAN’T SEE US OR HEAR US.

THEY’RE GOING HOME FOR THE CHRISTMAS HOLIDAYS.

IT’S MY OLD SCHOOL.

WHY DIDN’T YOU GO HOME FOR CHRISTMAS?

I WASN’T WANTED.

MY FATHER TURNED AGAINST ME WHEN MY MOTHER DIED.

SENT ME AWAY.

DIDN’T WANT TO SEE ME EVER.

- THAT’S HARD. - LIFE IS HARD.

LET’S SEE ANOTHER CHRISTMAS.

♪

- FRAN! -

BROTHER! BROTHER!

FRAN! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, FRAN?

I’VE COME TO BRING YOU HOME, BROTHER. HOME! HOME, HOME!

FOR HOW LONG? FOREVER AND EVER.

FATHER’S CHANGED. HE’S SO MUCH KINDER THAN HE USED TO BE.

HOME IS LIKE HEAVEN NOW.

HE SPOKE SO GENTLY TO ME ONE DEAR NIGHT WHEN I WAS GOING TO BED...

THAT I WASN’T AFRAID TO ASK HIM ONCE MORE IF YOU MIGHT COME HOME.

AND HE SAID YES, YOU SHOULD...

AND SENT ME IN A COACH TO BRING YOU.

OH, FRAN! COME ON!

COME ON! -

SUCH A DELICATE CREATURE, BUT SHE HAD A LARGE HEART.

SO SHE HAD. YOU’RE RIGHT.

I’LL NOT DENY IT, SPIRIT. GOD FORBID!

SHE DIED YOUNG? TOO YOUNG.

YOUR SISTER MARRIED AND HAD CHILDREN?

ONE CHILD.

TRUE. YOUR NEPHEW.

FRED... YES.

DO YOU KNOW THIS PLACE?

KNOW IT? I WAS APPRENTICED HERE.

FEZZIWIG! IT’S OLD FEZZIWIG, ALIVE AGAIN!

YO-HO, EBENEZER, DICK. IT’S 7:00!

DICK WILKINS! WHY, BLESS ME, THERE HE IS.

HE WAS VERY MUCH ATTACHED TO ME, WAS DICK.

NO MORE WORK, BOYS! IT’S CHRISTMAS EVE, DICK!

IT’S CHRISTMAS, EBENEZER!

NO MORE BUSINESS! DOORS CLOSED,

SHUTTERS UP, BEFORE YOU CAN SAY "JACK ROBINSON."

YO-HO! YO-HO! QUICKLY! CLEAR AWAY!

MIND THE LEDGER! WATCH OUT!

MAKE MORE ROOM HERE FOR THE DANCING. HILLY-HO!

HILLY-HO! HILLY-HO, DICK!

HILLY-HO, EBENEZER! THAT’S RIGHT!

SHUTTERS UP, BOYS! SHUTTERS UP! OH-- DOOR. CHIRRUP! CHIRRUP!

WE’RE READY, LADIES!

- HOLD YOUR HORSES, HUSBAND! - HORSES? HORSES?

I SEE NO HORSES, MY DEAR.

SPLENDID WOMAN, MRS. FEZZIWIG.

- LITTLE ELI FEZZIWIG. -

MARIGOLD, DAISY AND LILY FEZZIWIG.

EBENEZER, EBENEZER, DO THE TRICK!

YOU WANT THE TRICK, MASTER ELI?

ABRACADABRA, ONE, TWO...

THREE!

- YEA! - MRS. FEZZIWIG, I THOUGHT YOU WERE ON A DIET.

I AM, BUT I NEED THIS TO GIVE ME THE STRENGTH TO GO ON WITH IT.

TUCK IN, ONE AND ALL!

EAT HEARTILY BEFORE MRS. FEZZIWIG HAS IT ALL.

AND REMEMBER, REMEMBER, SHE’S ON A DIET.

♪

NICE DANCE!

OH, EBENEZER!

♪

♪ HEY!

YOUR TURN, MR. FEZZIWIG. OH, NOT TONIGHT, MRS. F.

OH, PERSUADE HIM, EBENEZER.

OH, IT WOULDN’T BE CHRISTMAS WITHOUT YOU PERFORMING, MR. FEZZIWIG.

OH, VERY WELL.

I COULD ALWAYS COAX HIM INTO IT.

♪

♪ EVERYONE SURELY KNOWS ♪

♪ I WANT TO MARRY ROSE ♪

♪ I AM NOT A ONE TO POSE ♪

♪ I WANT TO MARRY ROSE ♪

♪ BUT... THERE’S... HER ♪

♪ UNCLE AND HER BROTHER HER SISTER AND HER MOTHER ♪

♪ YES, HER UNCLE AND HER BROTHER HER SISTER AND HER MOTHER ♪

♪ BUT ROSE, ROSE, ROSE, I’M NOT GOING TO MARRY ALL OF THOSE ♪

♪ AUNTIES IN DOZENS AND FATHEADED COUSINS IN ROWS, ROWS, ROWS ♪

♪ BUT ROSE, ROSE, ROSE, I’M NOT GOING TO MARRY ALL OF THOSE ♪

♪ AUNTIES IN DOZENS AND FATHEADED COUSINS ♪

♪ IN ROWS, ROWS ROWS, ROWS, ROWS ♪♪

"THE PORTSMOUTH POLKA"!

♪

"EBENEZER, WHEN HAPPINESS SHOWS UP,

ALWAYS GIVE IT A COMFORTABLE SEAT."

TRUE.

GIVING PEOPLE PLEASURE IS SUCH A SMALL MATTER.

HE ONLY SPENT A FEW POUNDS-- THREE OR FOUR, AT BEST.

IS IT SO MUCH THAT HE DESERVES PRAISE FOR IT?

YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND, SPIRIT!

HE HAD THE POWER TO MAKE US HAPPY OR UNHAPPY,

TO MAKE OUR WORK HEAVY OR LIGHT!

WHAT’S THE MATTER?

NOTHING.

LOOKING BACK...

PERHAPS THINGS SEEMED BETTER THAN THEY REALLY WERE.

- ALL THIS WAS A LIE, THEN? - THE WORLD CHANGES.

YOU CAN’T TRUST ANYTHING.

BUT NO, IT WAS JUST LIKE THIS,

RIGHT DOWN TO THE LAST MINCE PIE AND DANCE.

♪

THE YEARS CHANGE PEOPLE. I DON’T WISH TO LOOK, SIR.

YOU MUST.

THERE’S NOTHING THE WORLD IS SO HARD ON AS POVERTY, BELLE,

AND THERE’S NOTHING IT PROFESSES TO CONDEMN...

WITH SUCH SEVERITY AS THE PURSUIT OF WEALTH.

YOU FEAR THE WORLD TOO MUCH.

ALL YOUR NOBLER HOPES HAVE MERGED INTO THE ONE HOPE OF BEING RICH.

ONE MASTER PASSION ENGULFS YOU-- MONEY!

WHAT OF IT? EVEN IF I’VE GROWN WISER,

I’VE NOT CHANGED TOWARDS YOU, HAVE I?

OUR PROMISE TO MARRY IS AN OLD ONE.

IT WAS MADE WHEN WE WERE POOR AND CONTENT TO BE SO...

UNTIL WE IMPROVED OUR FORTUNES.

YOU ARE CHANGED. WHEN WE PROMISED EACH OTHER, YOU WERE ANOTHER MAN.

I WAS A BOY.

HOW OFTEN AND HOW KEENLY I’VE THOUGHT OF THIS I WILL NOT SAY.

BUT I HAVE THOUGHT OF IT AND CAN RELEASE YOU FROM YOUR PROMISE.

NO! NO!

HAVE I EVER ASKED YOU TO RELEASE ME?

IN WORDS? NO, NEVER.

HOW, THEN? IN YOUR CHANGED NATURE.

IN EVERYTHING THAT MADE ME LOVE YOU.

IF THIS HAD NEVER BEEN BETWEEN US, TELL ME,

WOULD YOU SEEK ME OUT AND TRY TO WIN ME NOW?

AH, NO.

YOU THINK NOT?

I KNOW YOU WOULDN’T, MY LOVE.

SPEAK TO HER! WHY DOESN’T HE SPEAK TO HER?

IF YOU WERE FREE TODAY, TOMORROW, YESTERDAY,

WOULD YOU CHOOSE A POOR GIRL LIKE ME TO MARRY?

YOU WHO WEIGH EVERYTHING BY GAIN?

NO. THERE’D BE NO PROFIT IN IT.

AND IF YOU FORGOT YOUR PRINCIPL OF PROFIT FOR A MOMENT AND DID MARRY ME,

YOU’D REGRET IT, MY LOVE, I KNOW.

AND SO I RELEASE YOU WITH A FULL HEART...

FOR THE LOVE OF THE MAN YOU ONCE WERE.

MAY YOU BE HAPPY IN THE LIFE YOU’VE CHOSEN.

GO AFTER HER.

DON’T BE AFRAID. GO AFTER HER!

NO MORE. SHOW ME NO MORE.

TAKE ME HOME. WHY DO YOU DELIGHT IN TORTURING ME?

HAUNT ME NO LONGER!

COME IN.

COME IN AND KNOW ME BETTER, MAN!

HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS BEFORE?

NOT IN THIS HOUSE.

I AM THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT.

HAVEN’T YOU MET WITH OTHERS OF MY FAMILY?

MY OLDER BROTHERS WHO PRECEDED ME?

I DON’T THINK I HAVE, SPIRIT. HAVE YOU HAD MANY BROTHERS?

MORE THAN 1,800.

TREMENDOUS FAMILY TO PROVIDE FOR.

SPIRIT, TAKE ME WHERE YOU WISH.

I’D LIKE TO GET THIS OVER AND DONE WITH!

TOUCH MY ROBE.

♪

WHY DO YOU SPRINKLE WATER ON THE FOOD? IS THERE A BLESSING IN IT?

THERE IS. MY OWN.

AND WOULD THAT APPLY TO ANY MEAL ON THIS DAY?

WELL, TO ANY KINDLY GIVEN. TO A POOR ONE MOST OF ALL.

WHY TO A POOR ONE MOST OF ALL? BECAUSE IT NEEDS IT MOST.

♪

WHERE ARE WE GOING NOW, SPIRIT?

MR. CRATCHIT’S HOUSE, EVERY CHRISTMAS. MY CLERK, BOB CRATCHIT?

THE SAME BOB YOU PAY 15 BOB A WEEK.

EVERY SATURDAY HE POCKETS JUST 15 COPIES OF HIS CHRISTIAN NAME,

AND YET HERE I AM, THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT, GOING TO BLESS HIM.

♪ TALK ABOUT A PENN’OTH OF FUN

♪ YESTERDAY IT FAIR TOOK THE BUN ♪

♪ IN CAME THE BROKER’S MEN TO COLLAR OUR FEW STICKS ♪

♪ BUT WE WERE UP TO ALL THEIR TRICKS ♪

♪ WE’VE ALL BEEN HAVING A GO AT THEM ♪

♪ WE’VE ALL BEEN HAVING A GO ♪

♪ ONE’S IN THE DUST HOLE MINUS PANTS ♪

♪ THE OTHER’S GONE HOME IN AN AMBULANCE ♪

♪ OH, GOOD GRACIOUS ♪

♪ DIDN’T WE MAKE A SHOW ♪

♪ SEVENTEEN OF US BESIDES MYSELF ♪

♪ AND WE’VE ALL BEEN HAVING A GO ♪

♪ OH, WE’VE ALL BEEN HAVING A GO ♪

♪ YEAH, WE’VE ALL BEEN HAVING A GO ♪♪

LET THE PUNCH GET NICE AND HOT, BELINDA. YOUR FATHER SHOULD BE HOME ANY MINUTE WITH TIM.

MARTHA’S HERE! MARTHA!

MARTHA’S HERE! MARTHA’S HERE! HOORAY!

YOU SHOULD SEE THE GOOSE, MARTHA. IT’S SUCH A GOOSE, MARTHA.

YOU’LL NOT BELIEVE IT!

BLESS MY HEART ALIVE, MY DEAR.

YOU’RE LATE! WE HAD A GREAT DEAL OF WORK TO FINISH OFF,

SO I SLEPT ALL NIGHT IN THE WORKSHOP, THEN WE HAD TO CLEAR AWAY THIS MORNING.

SHE SOUNDS A VERY HARDWORKING YOUNG GIRL. SHE HAS TO BE.

NEVER MIND, NEVER MIND. SO LONG AS YOU’RE HERE.

YOU SIT YOURSELF DOWN BY THE FIRE AND HAVE YOURSELF A GOOD WARM.

- NO! HERE’S FATHER COMING! - FATHER’S COMING!

HIDE, MARTHA! GO ON, HIDE!

-

GO, GO, GO! WHOA THERE, DOBBIN! WHOA!

MERRY CHRISTMAS! MERRY CHRISTMAS, FATHER.

AND SO SAY ALL OF US.

COME ON, TIM. YOU NEED A WASH.

I DIDN’T KNOW CRATCHIT HAD A CRIPPLED SON.

WHY DIDN’T YOU ASK?

WHERE’S MARTHA?

SHE’S NOT COMING.

NOT COMING? NOT COMING CHRISTMAS DAY?

MARTHA! IT’S MARTHA!

OHHH. OF COURSE IT IS.

COME ON, GIRLS. LET’S GET THE TABLE LAID.

HOW DID TIM BEHAVE?

AS GOOD AS GOLD... AND BETTER.

SOMEHOW HE GETS THOUGHTFUL SITTING BY HIMSELF SO MUCH,

AND HE THINKS THE STRANGEST THINGS YOU EVER HEARD.

HE TOLD ME, COMING HOME,

HE HOPED THAT PEOPLE SAW HIM IN CHURCH BECAUSE HE WAS A CRIPPLE,

AND IT MIGHT BE PLEASANT FOR ’E TO REMEMBER ON CHRISTMAS DAY...

WHO MADE LAME BEGGARS WALK AND BLIND MEN SEE.

NOT MANY REMEMBER THAT, YOU CAN COUNT ON IT.

- I THINK HE’S GETTING BETTER BY THE DAY. - HE’S GROWING STRONGER, MOTHER.

EVERYONE GO TO THE TABLE.

THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE! IS IT READY?

IT SHOULD BE. IT’S BEEN COOKING FOR THE PAST FIVE HOURS.

THERE YOU GO, TIM. AND HERE’S THE GRAVY.

THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE,

THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE,

THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE, THE GOOSE, GOOSE, GOOSE, GOOSE, GOOSE!

IT’S BEAUTIFUL. IT’S NOT THERE TO BE LOOKED AT.

OH, NO, NO. YOU DO THE HONORS, MOTHER.

IT’S A BEAUTY! WHERE’D YOU GET IT, MOTHER?

THE MARKET. I LEFT IT LATE, SO I GOT IT CHEAP.

VERY CLEVER, MY DEAR.

IT DOES SMELL GOOD, I MUST SAY.

- IT’S SO TENDER. - IT MELTS IN YOUR MOUTH.

- I LOVE THE GRAVY. - OH, IT’S JUST SAGE AND ONION.

IT’S A FEAST, MOTHER. ONLY YOU COULD HAVE DONE IT.

- WHAT DO YOU THINK, TIM? - MMM. MMM.

- WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY, TIM? - SPEAK UP, TIM.

GIVE THE LAD A CHANCE. MMM. MMM.

IT’S THE BEST GOOSE WE’VE EVER HAD!

TELL ME, SPIRIT, WILL TINY TIM LIVE?

I SEE AN EMPTY CHAIR BY THE FIREPLACE...

AND A CRUTCH WITHOUT AN OWNER,

CAREFULLY PRESERVED.

UNLESS THE FUTURE CHANGES, THE CHILD WILL DIE.

WONDERFUL MEAL, MOTHER. YOU DONE US PROUD.

THE BEST IS YET TO COME, ROBERT.

PUDDING!

IT MIGHT NOT BE DONE YET!

MOTHER MIGHT BREAK IT, TURNING IT OUT!

SUPPOSE SOMEBODY GOT OVER THE GARDEN WALL...

AND STOLE IT WHEN WE WERE EATING THE GOOSE!

DON’T SAY THAT! THEY COULDN’T!

OH, MY GOODNESS!

LOOK AT THE FLAMES! IT’S GREAT!

AND THERE’S THE HOLLY.

PASS THAT TO YOUR FATHER.

WELL?

WELL?

THIS IS, WITHOUT A DOUBT,

THE GREATEST SUCCESS YOU HAVE ACHIEVED SINCE WE WERE MARRIED.

I HAD MY DOUBTS ABOUT IT. I WASN’T TOO SURE ABOUT THE FLOUR.

THERE’S NOTHING WRONG WITH THAT PUDDING...

EXCEPT THAT IT’S VERY SMALL FOR SUCH A LARGE FAMILY.

NOBODY COMPLAINED.

ANY CRATCHIT WOULD BLUSH TO EVEN HINT AT SUCH A THING.

LOOK.

A MERRY CHRISTMAS TO US ALL. MY DEAR, GOD BLESS US.

MERRY CHRISTMAS. GOD BLESS US.

GOD BLESS US, EVERYONE!

IS THERE NO CHANCE THAT BOY WILL BE SPARED?

NOT IF THE FUTURE REMAINS UNALTERED.

HMM?

BUT SO WHAT IF IT HAPPENS? IF HE’S GOING TO DIE,

HE’D BETTER DO IT QUICK AND DECREASE THE SURPLUS POPULATION.

MAN, IF YOU BE A MAN IN YOUR HEART, FORBEAR THAT WICKED CANT...

UNTIL YOU’VE DISCOVERED WHAT THE SURPLUS REALLY IS AND WHERE IT IS.

WILL YOU DECIDE WHAT MEN SHALL LIVE, WHAT MEN SHALL DIE?

IT MAY BE THAT IN THE SIGHT OF HEAVEN,

YOU ARE MORE WORTHLESS AND LESS FIT TO LIVE...

THAN MILLIONS LIKE THIS POOR MAN’S CHILD.

OH, GOD, TO HEAR THE INSECT ON THE LEAF...

PRONOUNCING THERE IS TOO MUCH LIFE AMONG HIS HUNGRY BROTHERS IN THE DUST.

A TOAST, CHILDREN, TO MR. SCROOGE, THE FOUNDER OF THE FEAST.

DID YOU SAY SCROOGE, FOUNDER OF THE FEAST?

WELL, MY DEAR--

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’D HOPE HE’D HAVE A GOOD APPETITE FOR IT.

MY DEAR CHILDREN... IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY.

IT SHOULD BE CHRISTMAS DAY, I’M SURE, ON WHICH ONE DRINKS THE HEALTH...

OF SUCH AN ODIOUS, STINGY, HARD, UNFEELING MAN AS MR. SCROOGE.

YOU KNOW HE IS, ROBERT. NOBODY KNOWS IT BETTER THAN YOU DO, POOR FELLOW.

MY DEAR, CHRISTMAS DAY?

I’LL DRINK TO HIS HEALTH FOR YOUR SAKE AND THE DAY’S, NOT FOR HIS.

LONG LIFE TO HIM. MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR.

A NICE GESTURE.

A LONG LIFE TO HIM. MERRY CHRISTMAS, MR. SCROOGE.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, MR. SCROOGE.

HE’LL BE ABOUT AS MERRY AS A GRAVEYARD ON A WET SUNDAY.

LET’S FORGET EBENEZER SCROOGE AND ENJOY OURSELVES.

GIVE US A SONG, TIM, LAD.

♪ 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-- ♪♪

♪ SILENT NIGHT

♪ HOLY NIGHT ♪

♪ SHEPHERDS QUAKE ♪

♪ AT THE SIGHT ♪

♪ GLORY STREAMS ♪

♪ FROM HEAVEN AFAR ♪

♪ HEAVENLY HOSTS ♪

♪ SING ALLELUIA ♪♪

♪ CHRIST THE SAVIOR

♪ IS BORN ♪

♪ CHRIST THE SAVIOR ♪

♪ IS BORN ♪

HE SAID THAT CHRISTMAS WAS A HUMBUG! HE REALLY DID!

IT SEEMS THE LESS UNCLE SCROOGE KNOWS, THE MORE STUBBORNLY HE KNOWS IT.

THE NARROWER A MAN’S MIND, THE BROADER HIS STATEMENTS.

THAT’S WELL PUT, MR. BENNET. THANK YOU, MY DEAR.

DO YOU THINK HE BELIEVES IT-- ABOUT CHRISTMAS AND HUMBUG?

- OH, YES. HE BELIEVES IT. - THEN, MORE SHAME ON HIM, FRED.

THAT’S WHAT I SAY. MORE SHAME ON HIM.

OH, WELL, IF YOU SAY SO, SO DO I, MISS BETSY.

OH, MR. HAINES.

PLEASE, CALL ME TOPPER.

EVERYONE I LIKE CALLS ME TOPPER.

OH, MR. TOPPER.

MY UNCLE’S A VERY COMICAL OLD FELLOW, BUT I’LL NOT SAY ANYTHING AGAINST HIM.

- HEAT THE POKER, TOPPER. -

YOU’RE SO EASYGOING, FRED.

WHY WON’T YOU SAY ANYTHING AGAINST UNCLE SCROOGE AFTER THE WAY HE’S TREATED YOU?

- WHY WON’T YOU, FRED? - BECAUSE I THINK HIS OFFENSES CARRY THEIR OWN PUNISHMENT.

I SAY!

SPLENDID! I’VE NO PATIENCE WITH THE MAN.

WELL, MR. SCROOGE CERTAINLY HAS VERY FEW FRIENDS.

HE’S THE MOST UNCIVIL MAN I’VE EVER MET, MR. BENNET.

HE NEVER SAYS, "GOOD MORNING" OR "GOOD EVENING" OR "MERRY CHRISTMAS."

HE LEAVES A BAD TASTE IN PEOPLE’S EYES.

POOR DEVIL! WHO SUFFERS FROM HIS ILL HUMOR? ONLY HIMSELF.

BY NOT MAKING MERRY WITH US, HE LOSES PLEASANTER COMPANIONS THAN HE CAN FIND IN HIS THOUGHTS--

EITHER IN HIS MOLDY OLD OFFICE OR HIS DUSTY CHAMBERS.

ANYWAY, I MEAN TO KEEP THE DOOR OF HAPPINESS OPEN...

AND GIVE HIM A CHANCE EVERY YEAR TO SLIP IN, WHETHER HE LIKES IT OR NOT.

THE POKER, TOPPER!

LET’S LOOK.

LET’S SEE. OH, IT’S VERY HOT.

WHY, THANK YOU, DEAR. IT’S HOT.

TOPPER, WILL YOU DO THE HONORS?

MY PLEASURE. THANKS. WARM.

GO ON.

I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY YOUR HUSBAND DEFENDS MR. SCROOGE.

IT’S BECAUSE HIS MOTHER LOVED SCROOGE SO WHEN THEY WERE CHILDREN.

AND IF MY MOTHER LOVED SOMEONE, THEY MUST’VE HAD A GOOD HEART IN THEM,

JUST AS SHE DID.

SHE GAVE THAT HEART TO YOU, MY DEAR. THAT’S WHY I LOVE YOU.

THEY’RE TALKING ABOUT YOUR LITTLE SISTER FRAN, AREN’T THEY?

YES, THEY ARE.

I SOMETIMES FORGET THAT FRED IS FRAN’S CHILD.

YOU SHOULDN’T.

WE HAVE TO GO NOW.

IT’S FREEZING COLD THERE.

LET’S PLAY "CONSEQUENCES" OR "CUPID’S COMING."

NO, NO. "DUMB CRAMBO."

"BLINDMAN’S BLUFF." LET’S PLAY "BLINDMAN’S BLUFF." REALLY.

GAMES, SPIRIT. GAMES.

IT’S BEEN SO LONG SINCE--

LET’S STAY A LITTLE.

CAN YOU, CAN YOU SEE NOW? I CAN’T SEE A THING, MRS. BENNET.

OH!

HE’S CHEATING! HE’S CHEATING.

TOPPER HAINES CHEAT? HE IS CHEATING.

TOPPER HAINES CHEAT? THAT’S AN OUTRAGE!

AHA!

AH.

AH.

PRETTY LITTLE NOSE.

OH, THAT LITTLE MOUTH.

MR. TOPPER!

IT’S, UM--

BETSY.

OH. OH.

FORFEIT. OH, MR. TOPPER.

- IT MUST BE A KISS. - A KISS! A KISS! COME ON!

OH.

BRAVO, BRAVO.

WELL DONE. NOW WE MUST GO.

♪

WAIT, SPIRIT, I NEED TO HEAR--

THAT WAS MY SISTER’S FAVORITE TUNE.

FRAN.

YES.

♪

YOU SHOULD HAVE ACCEPTED FRED’S INVITATION TO DINE. WHAT?

FOR FRAN’S SAKE, IF NOT FOR YOURS.

I SHOULD.

WE STILL HAVE MUCH TO DO.

YOU’VE GROWN OLD, SPIRIT. ARE SPIRITS’ LIVES SO SHORT?

MY LIFE ON THIS GLOBE IS VERY BRIEF. IT ENDS TONIGHT.

- TONIGHT? - TONIGHT AT MIDNIGHT.

THE TIME IS DRAWING NEAR.

SPIRIT, FORGIVE ME, BUT--

I SEE SOMETHING STRANGE AND NOT BELONGING TO YOU.

THERE, BENEATH YOUR ROBE. IS IT A FOOT OR... OR A CLAW?

IT MIGHT BE A CLAW FOR ALL THE FLESH THERE IS ON IT.

LOOK. LOOK DOWN HERE.

SPIRIT, ARE THEY YOURS?

NO, THEY ARE MAN’S.

THIS BOY IS IGNORANCE. THIS GIRL IS WANT.

BEWARE OF BOTH OF THEM, BUT MOST OF ALL BEWARE THE BOY,

FOR ON HIS FOREHEAD I SEE THAT WRITTEN WHICH IS DOOM...

UNLESS THE WRITING IS ERASED.

IF YOU DENY HIM, SLANDER THOSE WHO TELL OTHERS ABOUT HIM,

ADMIT HE EXISTS BUT DO NOTHING ABOUT IT,

THEN DOOM WILL ENGULF YOU ALL!

ARE THERE NO SHELTERS? NO CHARITIES TO HELP THEM?

ARE THERE NO PRISONS? ARE THERE NO WORKHOUSES?

YOU ARE THE SPIRIT OF CHRISTMAS YET TO COME?

YOU ARE ABOUT TO SHOW ME...

THE SHADOWS OF THINGS THAT HAVE NOT HAPPENED,

BUT WILL HAPPEN IN THE TIME TO COME.

I FEAR YOU MORE THAN ANY OF THE SPIRITS I HAVE SEEN.

WILL YOU NOT SPEAK?

LEAD ON. LEAD ON, SPIRIT.

THE NIGHT IS WANING FAST.

IT IS PRECIOUS TIME TO ME.

I KNOW. LEAD ON.

GOOD, GOOD. SO, A NEW INTRODUCTION.

YES.

AH, SPIRIT, THE STOCK EXCHANGE.

NOW I FEEL AT HOME. I KNOW THESE MEN.

HERE PROFIT IS WORSHIPPED.

PROFIT IS EVERYTHING.

I CAN’T FIND OUT THE TRUTH ABOUT OLD SCROOGE.

NO, I DON’T KNOW MUCH ABOUT IT EITHER. I ONLY KNOW HE’S GONE.

WHEN? JUST LAST NIGHT, THEY SAY.

WELL, WHAT WAS IT? I THOUGHT HE’D NEVER DIE.

- GOD KNOWS. - WHAT ABOUT HIS MONEY?

- WHO’LL GET IT? - NOT ME. THAT’S ALL I KNOW.

IT’S LIKELY TO BE A VERY CHEAP FUNERAL...

’CAUSE I CAN’T THINK OF ANYONE WHO’LL BE THERE.

DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD VOLUNTEER?

I DON’T MIND GOING IF THERE’S A LUNCH. I MUST BE FED.

I NEVER EAT LUNCH, AND I NEVER WEAR BLACK GLOVES.

SO THERE’S NOT MUCH IN IT FOR ME.

BUT IF YOU’RE MAKING UP A PARTY--

LET’S JUST SAY WE’LL THINK ABOUT IT.

YES, WELL--

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SHH, SHH, SHH.

I JUST HAD ONE LITTLE BEER.

WHAT WAS YOU DOING ALL NIGHT?

I NEVER SPENT THAT MONEY.

WHAT’S THIS? AN UNDERTAKER, A LAUNDRESS AND A CHARLADY.

AND ALL COME AT ONCE?

IT WASN’T PLANNED. WE’RE HERE BY CHANCE, JOE.

THERE’S NO CONSPIRACY.

IF I THOUGHT THERE WAS, YOU’D BE OUT LIKE A SHOT.

I CAN’T BE TOO CAREFUL.

AS IT IS, YOU’RE WELCOME.

HOW GOES THE DAY, JOE?

I’M SURE THERE’S NO BONES OLDER THAN MINE, MRS. DILBER.

BUT WE’RE ALL SUITED TO OUR CALLING.

MATCHED IN HEAVEN. I AM A RAG-AND-BONE MAN BY TRADE...

AND A RAG-AND-BONE MAN BY NATURE.

BUT TRADE IS NOT WHAT IT WAS.

WHY’RE YOU LOOKING, MRS. DILBER?

EVERYBODY’S GOT A RIGHT TO TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES. HE ALWAYS DID.

NO MAN MORE, MRS. RIGGS.

IF HE’D WANTED TO KEEP ’EM AFTER HE WAS DEAD, WICKED OLD SCREW,

WHY WASN’T HE MORE EASY-LIKE IN HIS LIFE?

IF HE HAD BEEN, HE’D HAVE HAD SOMEBODY TO LOOK AFTER HIM...

WHEN HE WAS STRUCK WITH DEATH THERE,

INSTEAD OF LYING, GOSSIPING AT HIS LAST THERE.

ALONE THERE.

UNDO MY BUNDLE, JOE. TELL ME WHAT THE VALUE IS.

NOW SPEAK PLAIN. I’M NOT AFRAID TO GO FIRST.

WE KNEW PRETTY WELL WE WAS HELPING OURSELVES AFORE WE MET.

- IT’S NO SIN. - ONLY IF WE GET CAUGHT.

AH, NO CHANCE OF THAT.

NOBODY CARED WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM THEN OR NOW. OPEN THE BUNDLE, JOE.

NO, LADIES. MINE FIRST.

IT’S THE SMALLEST.

OH, MEAGRE PICKINGS, MR. CRUMP-- A PENCIL CASE,

TWO SLEEVE BUTTONS...

AND A BROOCH OF NO GREAT VALUE-- SEVEN SHILLINGS?

DONE.

OPEN MY BUNDLE, JOE.

WHAT ARE WE DOING IN THIS PLACE, SPIRIT?

WHAT, BED CURTAINS?

BED CURTAINS.

YOU TOOK ’EM DOWN WITH HIM LYING THERE, COLD?

GOD IN HEAVEN. THE RINGS ARE STILL ON ’EM.

I DID IT, AND WHY NOT?

YOU WAS BORN TO MAKE A FORTUNE, MRS. RIGGS.

I DON’T HOLD MY HAND BACK...

WHEN I CAN GET SOMETHING IN IT BY REACHING OUT.

ARE THEY HIS BLANKETS, MRS. RIGGS?

WHO ELSE’S? HE AIN’T LIKELY TO CATCH A COLD WITHOUT THEM, I DARESAY.

I HOPE HE DIDN’T DIE OF ANYTHING CATCHING.

OH, DON’T BE AFRAID OF THAT.

I WASN’T SO FOND OF HIS COMPANY THAT I’D LOITER ABOUT FOR ANYTHING LIKE THAT, IF HE DID.

OOH, LOOK AT THAT SHIRT, JOE.

FINEST BIT OF SILK YOU’LL SEE IN A MONTH OF SUNDAYS.

THEY’D HAVE WASTED IT IF IT WASN’T FOR ME.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WASTED IT?

SOME FOOL PUT IT ON HIM TO GET BURIED IN.

I SOON TOOK IT OFF AGAIN.

- CALICO’S GOOD ENOUGH FOR HIM. -

I UNDERSTAND...

WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO, SPIRIT.

I WOULD DO IT IF I COULD.

I’VE NOT THE POWER, SPIRIT.

I’VE NOT THE POWER.

ISN’T THERE ANYONE WHO FEELS EMOTION AT THIS MAN’S DEATH?

IS IT GOOD OR BAD? BAD.

- WE ARE RUINED, THEN. - THERE’S STILL HOPE, CAROLINE.

IF HE RELENTS, THERE IS, BUT THAT WOULD BE A MIRACLE.

HE’S PAST RELENTING. HE’S DEAD.

BUT TO WHOM WILL OUR DEBT BE TRANSFERRED?

I DON’T KNOW. THAT’LL TAKE TIME.

AND BY THEN WE WILL BE READY WITH THE MONEY.

I NEVER THOUGHT A DEATH COULD BRING SO MUCH HAPPINESS.

NO. NO.

SHOW ME SOME TENDERNESS CONNECTED WITH A DEATH.

THE CEMETERY-- YOU WENT TODAY?

YES, MY DEAR.

WISH YOU COULD HAVE BEEN THERE. WOULD HAVE DONE YOU GOOD TO SEE HOW GREEN A PLACE IT IS.

STILL, YOU’LL SEE IT OFTEN.

I PROMISED HIM I’D WALK THERE ON A SUNDAY.

MY LITTLE, LITTLE CHILD.

M-MY LITTLE CHILD.

THERE, TIM. THERE, TIM.

DON’T BE AFRAID.

WE’LL ALWAYS LOVE YOU. ALWAYS.

I MET MR. SCROOGE’S NEPHEW FRED IN THE STREET TODAY.

HE SAW I WAS A LITTLE DOWN AND ASKED WHAT WAS THE MATTER.

I TOLD HIM ABOUT OUR BOY TIM, AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT HE SAID?

WHAT DID HE SAY, DEAR?

"I’M HEARTILY SORRY FOR IT, MR. CRATCHIT,

AND HEARTILY SORRY FOR YOUR GOOD WIFE."

BY THE BYE, HOW HE KNEW THAT, I DON’T KNOW.

KNEW WHAT, DEAR? THAT YOU WERE A GOOD WIFE.

EVERYBODY KNOWS THAT. WELL SAID, MY BOY.

ANYWAY, YOUNG FRED GIVES ME HIS CARD...

AND SAYS, "THAT’S WHERE I LIVE, BOB. COME AND VISIT US."

I WAS GRATEFUL, NOT FOR ANYTHING HE MIGHT DO FOR US,

SO MUCH AS HIS KINDLY WAYS.

IT REALLY SEEMS AS IF HE’S KNOWN OUR TIM AND FELT FOR US.

HE SOUNDS A GOOD SOUL.

YOU’D BE SURE OF IT IF YOU MET HIM, MOTHER.

I’M SURE WE’LL NEVER FORGET OUR TIM, WILL WE?

NEVER. NEVER.

I KNOW WHEN WE REMEMBER HOW BRAVE AND PATIENT HE WAS, ALTHOUGH HE WAS ONLY SMALL,

WE’LL NEVER QUARREL AMONGST OURSELVES AGAIN AND FORGET OUR TIM DOING IT.

OF COURSE WE WON’T, MY DEAR.

I’M VERY HAPPY.

VERY HAPPY.

SPIRIT, ANSWER ME ONE QUESTION.

ARE THESE THE SHADOWS OF THINGS THAT WILL BE...

OR THE SHADOWS OF THINGS THAT MAY BE ONLY?

MEN’S ACTIONS DETERMINE CERTAIN ENDS,

IF THEY PERSIST IN THEM.

BUT IF THEIR ACTIONS CHANGE,

THE ENDS CHANGE TOO.

SAY IT IS SO WITH WHAT YOU SHOW ME.

AM I...

THE MAN THAT LAY UPON THAT BED?

OH, NO, SPIRIT. SPIRIT, NO, NO.

SPIRIT, HEAR ME.

I-I’M NOT THE MAN I WAS.

WHY SHOW ME THIS IF I AM PAST ALL HOPE?

AH!

GOOD SPIRIT, PITY ME!

I WILL KNOW CHRISTMAS IN MY HEART...

AND KEEP IT ALL THE YEAR!

THE SPIRITS OF ALL THREE CHRISTMASES SHALL THRIVE IN ME!

I WILL NOT SHUT OUT THE LESSONS THAT THEY TEACH!

OH, LET ME WASH AWAY THE WRITING ON THIS STONE!

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MY ROOM.

MY BED.

JACOB, HEAVEN AND CHRISTMASTIME BE PRAISED.

STILL HERE!

THEY’RE NOT TORN DOWN. RINGS AND ALL!

THEY’RE HERE!

I’M HERE!

SHADOWS OF THE THINGS THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN...

CAN BE DISPELLED.

THEY WILL BE. I KNOW THEY WILL!

I-I DON’T KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS.

I-I DON’T KNOW HOW LONG...

I’VE BEEN AMONG THE SPIRITS.

I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING.

♪

NO FOG, NO MIST.

CLEAR, BRIGHT, COLD.

BRRR! COLD.

PIPING FOR THE BLOOD TO DANCE TO.

HELLO! WHAT’S TODAY? EH?

WHAT’S TODAY, MY FINE FELLOW?

TODAY? WHY, IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY.

IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY?

I HAVEN’T MISSED IT.

THE SPIRITS HAVE DONE IT ALL IN ONE NIGHT!

WELL, THEY CAN DO ANYTHING THEY LIKE. OF COURSE THEY CAN.

- UH, HELLO, MY FINE FELLOW! - HELLO.

- DO YOU KNOW THE POULTERERS IN THE NEXT STREET? - OF COURSE I DO.

HAVE THEY SOLD THE PRIZE TURKEY HANGING IN THE WINDOW? THE BIG ONE.

- WHAT, THE ONE AS BIG AS ME? - THAT’S IT! DELIGHTFUL BOY.

- YEAH, IT’S STILL THERE. - GOOD! GO BUY IT!

YOU’RE JOSHING. NO, NO, NO! GO BUY IT IN MY NAME!

A-AND TELL THEM TO BRING IT STRAIGHT HERE.

COME BACK WITH THE MAN, AND I’LL, I’LL, I’LL GIVE YOU A SHILLING.

COME BACK IN LESS THAN FIVE MINUTES, I’LL GIVE YOU TWO!

I’LL SEND IT TO BOB CRATCHIT.

HE WON’T KNOW WHO IT’S FROM.

HERE’S THE MAN, AND HERE’S THE TURKEY. NOW WHERE’S MY TWO SHILLINGS?

OH, THAT’S A TURKEY!

AND HERE ARE YOUR TWO SHILLINGS, MY BOY.

WHOOPS! NOW.

I WANT YOU TO TAKE THIS BIRD TO BOB CRATCHIT,

24 CAMDEN ROAD, CAMDEN TOWN.

24 CAMDEN ROAD?

WAIT.

YOU CAN’T CARRY THAT BIRD...

ALL THE WAY TO CAMDEN TOWN!

YOU MUST TAKE A CAB!

YES, SIR. KEEP THE CHANGE.

AND DON’T TELL CRATCHIT WHERE IT CAME FROM.

A CAB, SIR! A CAB!

YES! CAB! CAB!

GOOD MORNING, GENTLEMEN. HOW GOOD TO SEE YOU.

GOOD MORNING, MADAM. SIR, A BEAUTIFUL DAY.

SAME TO YOU, SIR. GOOD MORNING, MY DEAR. WHAT A LOVELY DAY!

HERE YOU ARE, MY DEAR.

FINE SNOWMAN. FINE SNOWMAN.

HA, HA, HA! GOT YA.

♪ LET NOTHING YOU DISMAY ♪

♪ FOR JESUS CHRIST OUR SAVIOR ♪

♪ WAS BORN UPON THIS DAY ♪

♪ TO SAVE US ALL FROM SATAN’S POWER ♪

♪ WHEN WE WERE GONE ASTRAY ♪

♪ O TIDINGS OF COMFORT AND JOY COMFORT AND JOY ♪

♪ O TIDINGS OF COMFORT AND JOY ♪

♪ IN BETHLEHEM IN JEWELRY ♪

♪ THIS BLESSED BABE WAS BORN ♪

♪ AND LAID WITHIN A MANGER EXCUSE ME.

♪ UPON THIS BLESSED MORN ♪

♪ THE WAIT, HIS MOTHER MARY ♪

♪ DID NOTHING TAKE IN SCORN ♪

♪ O TIDINGS OF COMFORT AND JOY COMFORT AND JOY ♪

♪ O TIDINGS OF COMFORT AND JOY ♪

MERRY CHRISTMAS. MERRY CHRISTMAS.

♪

A MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU BOTH. MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU, SIR.

♪

♪ I’M NERVOUS FIDGETY, VERY RESERVED ♪

♪ IN FACT I’M MOST AWFULLY SHY ♪

♪ I CAN’T LOOK A GIRL IN THE FACE, BUT I BLUSH ♪

♪ FOR I FEEL MOST AWFULLY SHY ♪

♪ SHY, SHY, SHY, SHY ♪

♪ OH, I’M SO SHY DREADFULLY SHY ♪

♪ SHY, SHY, SHY, SHY ♪

♪ I CAN’T PASS A DRESS SHOP BECAUSE I’M SO SHY ♪

♪ I’M NERVOUS JITTERY, QUIET UNSURE ♪

♪ IN TRUTH I’M MOST DREADFULLY SHY ♪

♪ I CAN’T BID A LADY GOOD DAY BUT I BLUSH ♪

♪ FOR I FEEL MOST FEARFULLY SHY ♪

♪ SHY, SHY, SHY, SHY ♪

♪ OH, I’M SO SHY DREADFULLY SHY ♪

♪ SHY, SHY, SHY, SHY ♪

♪ I CAN’T LOOK A GIRL IN THE EY I’M SO SHY ♪♪

IS YOUR MASTER AT HOME, MY DEAR?

YES, SIR.

WELL, WHERE IS HE, MY LOVE?

HE’S IN THE DINING ROOM WITH HIS GUESTS.

I’LL ANNOUNCE. THANKEE.

THANKEE. HE KNOWS ME.

I KNOW THE WAY, MY DEAR.

FRED, I-IT’S, UM, I-IT’S I.

IT’S YOUR UNCLE SCROOGE. I’VE, UM-- I-I-I’VE COME TO DINNER.

WILL YOU HAVE ME, FRED?

BLESS MY SOUL!

HAVE YOU? OF COURSE WE’LL HAVE YOU.

AND YOU, MY DEAR.

CAN YOU FORGIVE A STUPID OLD MAN...

WHO DOESN’T WANT TO BE LEFT OUT IN THE COLD ANYMORE?

WILL YOU TAKE ME IN?

MERRY CHRISTMAS, UNCLE.

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

MERRY CHRISTMAS.

WILL YOU LOOK AT THIS ONE?

- WHERE ARE WE? - NOW.

NOW?

MR. CRATCHIT, A WORD WITH YOU.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY COMING HERE AT THIS TIME OF DAY?

I’M VERY SORRY, SIR. I’M BEHIND MY TIME.

OH, YES, YOU ARE. INDEED YOU ARE.

IT’S ONLY ONCE A YEAR, SIR. IT’S ONLY ONCE A YEAR.

I WAS MAKING RATHER MERRY YESTERDAY, SIR.

I’LL TELL YOU WHAT, MY FRIEND.

I’M NOT GOING TO PUT UP WITH THIS ANY LONGER.

AND THEREFORE,

AND THEREFORE,

I’M GOING TO RAISE YOUR SALARY, HA!

MERRY CHRISTMAS, BOB!

UH, BOB.

A MERRIER CHRISTMAS...

THAN I HAVE WISHED YOU IN MANY A YEAR.

I-I’D LIKE TO HELP YOUR FAMILY,

IF YOU’LL LET ME.

I WILL RAISE YOUR SALARY, AND WE WILL DISCUSS YOUR AFFAIRS THIS AFTERNOON...

OVER A CHRISTMAS BOWL OF SMOKING BISHOP, BOB.

MAKE UP THE FIRES!

AND BEFORE YOU DOT ANOTHER "I," BOB CRATCHIT,

BUY ANOTHER COAL-SCUTTLE.

MY UNCLE WAS BETTER THAN HIS WORD.

HE DID IT ALL AND INFINITELY MORE.

AND TO TINY TIM, WHO DID NOT DIE,

HE WAS A SECOND FATHER.

HE BECAME AS GOOD A FRIEND, AS GOOD A MASTER...

AND AS GOOD A MAN AS THE GOOD OLD CITY KNEW,

OR ANY OTHER GOOD OLD CITY, TOWN OR BOROUGH...

IN THE GOOD OLD WORLD.

SOME PEOPLE LAUGHED TO SEE THE ALTERATION IN HIM...

BUT HE LET THEM LAUGH AND LITTLE HEEDED THEM.

HIS OWN HEART LAUGHED,

AND THAT WAS QUITE ENOUGH FOR HIM.

COME ALONG, TIM. IT WAS ALWAYS SAID OF SCROOGE..

THAT HE KNEW HOW TO KEEP CHRISTMAS WELL,

IF ANY MAN ALIVE POSSESSED THE KNOWLEDGE.

COME, YOUNG MAN. MAY THAT BE TRULY SAID OF US, AND ALL OF US.

AND SO, AS TINY TIM OBSERVED--

GOD BLESS US, EVERYONE.