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He was telling me, you see, in his own little way, that he's happy.
These his blankets, too? - Who's else do ya think?
that l never did think l'd get away.
l sent for you.
Mercy! ...mercy, mercy!
l-but l- l am a mortal and... l'm liable to fall.
l'm not going to stand this sort of thing any longer.
ln short gentleman,
He said that Christmas was humbug, and he believed it, too.
Why it's Christmas Day, of course, Sir.
ln short, Sir, you're not only a bankrupt,
Thank you. l shall be.
Cut me throat, rip me liver, if l'm tellin' a lie.
l'm very glad to hear it.
he became a second father. - Uncle Scrooge!
Good morning, Sir.
Oh.
Alice...
Goodbye.
l do, bless your dear gentle heart.
lt's you, is it?
Come and see me one day anyway, young fellow.
Only there, there isn't going to be any need.
'Tis only once a year, Sir.
and you're never to come back here anymore,
Plenty of prisons.
Then leave her behind.
whatever you are.
As if calico ain't good enough for burying.
When green buds they were swelling;
Your servant, sir.
Alas, as a bachelor, l'm a wretched outcast,
You have my sympathy. - Ahhhh...
all these years?
He's breathing very queer
The place, no doubt, seems new and strange to you.
You're not looking at it!
Oh, from what you said at first
Let's go in the parlor.
No... thank you.
l went to see the place where he will rest.
over a bowl of hot punch, hmm?
Oh ...
there in the corner is where the Spirit of Christmas Present sat.
Oh, excuse me, Mr. Scrooge, Sir. - Yes?
You didn't,... you didn't tear them down and sell them.
Not a dead man, l suppose. - No indeed.
Christmas.
l accept your ring.
l'd loiter about him for such things, if he did.
Promise me you'll take care my...
Why, ... Where's our Martha?
Well, ha ha ha. You know what they say about time and tide, Mr. Fezziwig.
of a liability of three thousand- two hundred pounds,
But be back all the earlier the next morning.
You mustn't reproach yourself, Jacob.
This boy is lgnorance. This girl is Want.
and the goose'll be the finest goose. - And ours'll be the finest Christmas.
Very well then, who's the worse for the loss of a few things like these?
You want the whole day off tomorrow, l suppose?
l should hope so.
Alice
As big as you and as fat as a beagle.
do you? Hmph!?
lt was a wonderful dinner! - Yes, it was a wonderful dinner.
For He shall give his angels charge over thee, to keep thee in all thy ways.
Very well, Sir. Thank you.
You're sure, you don't want to see a doctor?
Yes.
the party he's to send it to.
The Government of Canada Discussing MAiD for the solely Mental Illness
And slowly she came nigh him,
Who's funeral were they talking about?
There never was a truer word spoken. T'was a judgment on him.