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[SOBBING] Oh, Tim.
Your promise to me was made when you were poor and content to be so.
every idiot who goes about with Merry Christmas on his lips
What year is this?
Peace on Earth and mercy mild
Though man's a handy candidate For hell
- Has been won for me - Come along, boys.
which is my legal right, I will do so.
I loathe people
Yes, that's what it was. A dream.
- Hip, hip, hooray! ALL: Hooray!
ALL: December the 25th - Correct
Show you to your quarters.
Come to my office on Monday morning
Bah, humbug.
To be worthy of this moving demonstration
- Oh. Uh... Oh. - Well, never mind.
Of course you haven't.
It's my best day of the year.
- The minister's cat is a... - Nasty cat.
You, my only love
You're a funny-looking little creature.
Hey, hey, hey.
[SINGING] I like life
- What may we put you down for, sir? - Nothing, sir.
How shall I ever understand this world?
But I think he's walked a little slower these last few evenings.
And some trumpets.
And I'll live in praise Of that moment when
full of fools babbling Merry Christmas at one another?
I hear music and I'm in a trance
Am I in the presence of the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come?
[MUTTERS]
Why, it's old Fezziwig alive again.
And I'll make quite certain That the story ends
Drinking wine
What did I do? What did I do?
There are more good things in this life, Scrooge,
I made it link by link and yard by yard while on Earth.
A glass of Bob Cratchit's hot punch and a song from Tiny Tim
He has the power to make us happy or unhappy,
Knowing I have cash to lend them
I give you one Christmas day off and you expect them all.
Which is why I have come to see you, Ebenezer Scrooge.
Oh, nectar. Pure nectar.
Christmas trees and toys
And 1846 is the best vintage in 20 years.
Why?
PHILLIP: Wait for me.
I have to leave you now.
Sing a song of sixpence A pocket full of rye
- You're Father Christmas? - No.
London bridge is falling down My fair lady
You are an old potato.
You didn't steal it, did you?
I... I think I'd rather not.
ALL [SINGING]: For he's a jolly good fellow
And if life were a woman She would be my wife
Why is it so dark?
Let us look at another Christmas.
[CLOCK BELL CHIMES]
Oh, God forbid, uncle.
- Fran. Fran. - Sing a Christmas carol
What do you want with me?
Stop!
Merry Christmas.
Join the triumph of the skies
Mm. Mm.
[ALL LAUGHING]
[CLANKING NEARBY]
Ebby. Dear, dear brother.
MARLEY: Scrooge.
SCROOGE: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Thank you very much
Poor Tiny Tim.
- Hello, my fine young fellow. - Hello.
Excuse me, sir. But, well, it's 7:00, sir.
Don't be angry.
She had. I'll not deny it.
You mean he's seriously ill?
Believe me, you earned it.
Is whatever you want it to be
KIDS: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Poppycock. Balderdash. Bah.
The first in 2010, the second in 2014.
You have a dangerous sense of humor.
Because I like life
Was standing beside me.
Beg me on their knees befriend them
He's right. For you they are.
- But we will pay, sir. - We will pay, sir.
Thank you, guv'nor.
- I would, I do. - Shh.
Another fantastic coup by young Timothy Cratchit.
I can't help feeling that hidden somewhere deep inside
We were beginning to think you'd all gone away for Christmas.
Always a delicate creature whom a breath might have withered.
[ALL CHEER]
A penny for the baby, sir.
[INAUDIBLE DIALOGUE]
December the 25th, my dears December the 25th
and the playplaces, are they still in operation?
- Happiness - Happiness...