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With the angelic host proclaim

Glory to the newborn king

Mm. Bob Cratchit, you're a genius.

[SINGING] On a beautiful day That I dream about

Let me assure you that I am a man of the highest principles

Not now, Mr. Scrooge, please.

[CLOCK CHIMING]

Because he loves us all And he knows it

MERCHANT 1: Knives, scissors or razors to grind.

are there no prisons? Are there no workhouses?

You need some more of this.

So there you are.

[SCROOGE CHUCKLES]

That Minister's Cat game, splendid.

- I would merely like to mention if I may ALL: You may.

Harry, I've visited you every Christmas for the past five years,

Happiness is a tall tree

- And several kites and the horse. - Yes, yes.

'Til Santa brings Their Christmas things

Gulping ale from indolent glasses

SCROOGE: Beat it.

Christmas presents shine In the Christmas windows

- Hmm, it's you. - A Merry Christmas, Uncle Ebenezer.

BOYS: Merry Christmas. - Get away from me, you scavengers.

Every Christmas, Father Christmas

And I'll have that and some of those.

You have never seen the like of me before.

I'll simply have to say

MERCHANT 2: Lavender. Sweet lavender.

Pharisees and parasites And hypocrites and ghouls

Remember what has passed between us.

Perhaps it didn't happen after all.

She could see me

The dearest day in all the year

Empty minds Whose pettiness stretches

She's much more desirable than I am.

I said good afternoon.

You'll ruin my binding.

To add a sort of celebration touch

of Robert Cratchit, esquire, who owes both the opulence of his surroundings

I was able to begin again

They say happiness Is the folly of fools

I could never join in those Christmas parties.

As of this day, all my debts are ended.

The minister's cat is a marmalade cat

I believe in you absolutely.

Good afternoon, sir.

Yes, I believe you. I'll believe anything.

The first will appear tonight when the bell tolls 1.

That's all very well for you, but not for me.

What else can I be when I live in a world

And the workhouses, are they still in operation?

I've discovered that I like life.

I don't hear any arguments So may I say forthwith

What Christmases we used to have in those days.

On his Merry Christmas way

You've woken my baby. Will you keep quiet?

and I am the cause.

You are a philosopher, *and* a gentleman

Poor wretches Whom the hand of heaven ignores

Seven years ago this very night he died.

But you don't keep it.

But he paid me the money.

Me very dear friends.

[SINGING] Ebenezer Scrooge The sins of man are huge

- Song, song now. - Come on, Tim.

I leave you with just the tiniest chance of escaping my fate.

[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]

Slow week at aws

and my daughters arrive with the punchbowl.

Then let me... Get off my ledger.

Hark the herald angels sing

It was a dream.

Thank you very much.

Of course he doesn't. He can't see you.

It's a present for you to keep.

I wish to be left alone, sir. That is what I wish.

[SINGING] Scavengers and sycophants

What the devil am I doing in a pile of snow in the middle of the night?

And it shines in the sky for me