The Christmas Carol (1949) Movie Script
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God rest you merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Fear not, then said the angel
Let nothing you affright
This day is born a Savior
Of a pure virgin bright
To free us all who trust in him
(choir humming softly)
Gilbert K. Chesterton once said,
"In everybody there is a thing that loves children,"
"fears death and likes sunlight."
"And this thing enjoys Charles Dickens."
Before I tell you about the Christmas Carol,
let me read to you what Charles Dickens himself wrote
about this story.
I have endeavored in this ghostly little story
to raise the ghost of an idea
which shall not put my readers out of humor
with themselves, with each other,
with the season or with me.
But may it haunt their houses pleasantly.
Charles Dickens.
To begin with Jacob Marley was dead.
There is no doubt about that.
You will therefore permit me to repeat emphatically
that Marley was as dead as a doornail.
Did Scrooge know that he was dead?
Of course he did.
Ebenezer Scrooge and he had been partners
for I don't know how many years.
Scrooge never painted out Marley's name
and so there it stood seven years afterwards
above the warehouse door.
Ebenezer Scrooge, oh but he was a tight-fisted old sinner.
Hard and sharp as flint.
The cold within him froze his features
because he always carried his own low temperature with him.
And he didn't fall one degree not even at Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Uncle.
God save you.
[Ebenezer] Christmas, humbug.
Christmas a humbug?
Uncle, you don't mean that, I'm sure.
What reason have you to be merry?
You're poor enough.
[Fred] What right have you to be dismal?
You're rich enough.
Humbug.
What's Christmas to you but a time
for finding yourself a year older
but not an hour richer.
Every idiot that goes about
with Merry Christmas on his lips,
should be boiled in his own pudding.
Now Uncle, I know you...
Now you keep Christmas in your own way Fred
and I'll keep it in mine.
Be off now this is a place of business.
[Fred] Don't be angry, come dine with us tomorrow.
No!
Caroline will be happy to see you.
Why did you ever get married?
Because I fell in love.
Love (laughs) that's the only thing in the world
more ridiculous than a Merry Christmas.
Good afternoon, Nephew.
Uncle, I'm sorry with all my heart to find you like this.
Oh, Merry Christmas Bob!
- Merry Christmas, sir.
Let me hear another sound from you,
and you'll keep your Christmas by losing your situation.
(bell tolling)
Oh, you'll want the whole day tomorrow I suppose, Cratchit.
Quite convenient, sir.
It's not convenient.
But it's only one day in the year, sir.
Poor excuse to pick the pocket of your employer
every 25th of December
but be here all the earlier next morning.
I will, sir.
And a merry Christmas to you Mr. Scrooge.
(Ebenezer groans)
Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the king
- Christmas, nonsense.
Humbug. Of Israel
And while most of London was jovial and full of glee
in honor of this Christmas Eve,
Scrooge had taken his melancholy dinner
at his usual melancholy tavern
and having read all the newspapers he went home to bed.
Scrooge lived in the chambers
which had once belonged to Marley his ex-partner.
And as I have remarked before Marley is dead
these last seven years.
Dead as a doornail.
(clock ticking)
(door banging)
(eerie music)
Ebenezer Scrooge.
Oh no, what do you want of me?
Much.
Who are you?
In life I was your partner, Jacob Marley.
You don't believe in me?
I don't.
What evidence would you have of my reality
beyond that of your own senses?
I don't know.
And why doubt your senses?
Because it's like disorder
in my stomach could make my senses cheat me.
You might be an undigested bit of beef,
a blot of mustard, a fragment of underdone potato.
Humbug, I tell you.
Humbug! (Marley growling)
(Ebenezer moaning)
Mercy on me dreadful apparition.
Now do you believe in me or not?
I do, I do.
But why did you come to frighten me
and why do you wear that ponderous chain?
I made it link by link in my life as you are doing
for yourself on earth.
It is now a part of my penance
and I am here tonight to warn you of a fate such as mine.
But Ebenezer, if you change your ways,
you have a chance of escaping my doom.
You were always a good friend to me Jacob,
thank you, thank you.
You will be haunted by three spirits.
Without their visits you cannot hope
to shun the path I tread.
Expect the first tomorrow when the bell tolls one.
Expect the next on the following night at the same hour
and the third on the next night when the last stroke
of 12 has ceased to vibrate.
Couldn't I take them all at once, Jacob
and have it over with?
Look to see me no more
and look to throw your own sake,
you remember what has passed between us.
(eerie music)
(Jacob booming)
(clock ticking)
Scrooge tried desperately to say humbug
to the strange happening
but the word stuck in his throat unuttered
for it was highly probable it was not humbug.
Being very much in need of repose
from the experience he had undergone
or shall I say fatigues of the day,
he went straight to bed without undressing
and fell asleep in an instant.
A few hours later.
(clock ticking)
(bell tolling)
(eerie music)
Are you the spirit whose coming was foretold to me?
I am.
Who and what are you?
I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
Long past?
No, your past.
What business brings you here?
Your welfare.
I have things to show you which
are the shadow of the things
that have been.
Rise
(quiet dramatic music)
And walk with me.
The Ghost of Christmas Past led Scrooge
down the road which he had forgotten for so many years.
He showed him a Christmas Day in the past
which was a happy one for children
but not for one lonely schoolboy.
Ebenezer Scrooge, do you know that boy?
(gentle music)
Yes, yes, I do.
It is I, as a boy.
Oh I remember that Christmas well.
I felt so lonely.
My playmates, they didn't like me.
[Ghost] It was because you had shunned them.
(somber music)
Oh poor boy, I wish...
[Ghost] What is the matter?
There was a boy singing a Christmas carol
on the street last night.
I should have liked to have given him something that's all.
Shall I show you another Christmas 40 years ago
when a fair young girl released you
from your marriage contract?
No, no.
Because she discovered you had ceased to love her.
Your greed, avarice and desire for wealth
had killed the love she had for you.
No, no, spirit.
Show me no more.
Leave me, haunt me no longer!
Awakening in the middle of a prodigiously tough snore,
and sitting up in bed to get his thoughts together,
Scrooge had no occasion to be told
that the bell was again upon the stroke of one.
(clock ticking)
(Ebenezer snoring)
(bell tolling)
Scrooge!
(bright music)
(eerie music)
(eerie booming)
I am the Ghost of Christmas Present
look upon me.
Yes, spirit.
Conduct me where you will.
I went forth last night on
compulsion and I learned a lesson
which is working now.
Tonight if you have aught to teach me
let me profit by it.
Touch my robe.
(eerie booming)
(dramatic music)
Look.
Belinda bring the plate.
- Oh Mother, let me!
- Let me!
Belinda, there's a great deal of work to be done,
help your sister.
Nancy, you get the...
When I came by outside,
I could smell the sage and the onion.
You knew it was ours, Mother.
Oh, I certainly did, boy.
Peter, set the chair.
May I put some chestnuts on the fire, Mother?
No your father will do that when he comes.
What has gotten your precious father
and your brother Tiny Tim.
And Marshall wasn't as late last year by half an hour.
Oh.
This is the house of your clerk, Bob Cratchit.
But he has hardly a penny to his name.
I, the Ghost of Christmas Present have blessed his house.
Here comes Bob now
with another member of his family, Tiny Tim.
And a Merry Christmas, everybody!
- Father!
- Father!
And Tiny Tim, merry Christmas.
And there you are Tiny Tim, right in your own chair.
Merry Christmas, Bob.
- And Martha.
- Yes, yes, here I am again.
Christmas wouldn't be Christmas
without Martha coming to visit us.
[Martha] Oh, Bob.
And how did Tiny Tim behave today, Bob?
Fine he told me coming home
that he was glad he'd been to church
because it's pleasant to remember
that the day is called Christmas
after he who made the lame to walk and the blind to see.
(everyone exclaiming)
What a beautiful Christmas table.
It would be more beautiful if we had a turkey
but we'll manage.
Of course we will.
See what a happy family your clerk has
on only fifteen shillings a week?
Tiny Tim, I didn't know he was sick and a cripple.
Mr. Scrooge, I give you Mr. Scrooge,
the founder of the feast.
The founder of the feast indeed.
I wish I had him here.
I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast upon.
Dear, it's Christmas Day.
It should be Christmas Day I'm sure,
when one drinks the health
of such an odious, stingy, hard unfeeling man
as Mr. Scrooge.
My dear, it's Christmas.
Very well, I'll drink his health for your sake
and because it's Christmas.
Long life to him.
A merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
[All] A merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
God bless us every one.
Tell me, Tiny Tim, will he live?
I see a vacant seat and a little crutch without an owner.
No, say he will be spared.
(bell tolling)
My life on the globe is very brief it ends tonight.
Tonight?
The time is drawing near for me to go
and for your third visitor to appear.
(eerie booming)
(mystical music)
I am in the presence
of the Ghost of Christmas Yet-to-Come.
Ghost of the Future I fear you more
than any specter I have seen.
But lead on.
I want to know.
(choir humming softly)
I met a very kind young man today who asked after you.
Mr. Scrooge's nephew whom I scarcely know.
I told him about Tiny Tim
and he said, "I'm heartily sorry for you"
"and your good wife."
Hard to buy how he ever knew that I don't know.
Knew what dear?
That you were a good wife.
Oh, everyone knows that.
And he said if I can be of any service to you at any time,
pray come to me.
He's rather unlike his old Uncle Scrooge, isn't he?
(dramatic music)
If you must torment me, be quick.
Take me to what else you have to show.
I don't know much about it either.
I only know he's dead.
When did he die?
Last night I believe.
What has he done with his money?
I haven't heard
but he'll have no use for it where he's going.
It's likely to be a cheap funeral,
for upon my life I don't know anyone to go to it.
Suppose we make up a party and volunteer.
When I come to think of it I'm not at all sure
that I wasn't his most particular friend.
For we used to stop and speak whenever we met.
I don't mind going to his funeral if lunch is provided.
(men laughing)
Tell me, what man they are speaking of?
Who is it that lies dead?
(Ebenezer gasping) (eerie booming)
(dramatic music)
No, no!
Hear me, I am not the man I was.
Assure me I yet may change the shadows you have shown me.
I will honor Christmas in my heart
and try to keep it all the year.
Tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone.
(clock ticking)
Marley, Marley!
Jacob Marley!
Heaven and Christmastime be praised
for this I will live in the past,
the present and the future.
The spirit of all three shall thrive within me.
(bells ringing)
(Ebenezer laughing)
Boy oh boy!
- Yes, sir?
- What's today?
- What, sir?
- What's today my fine fellow.
[Boy] Today, why Christmas Day, sir.
It's still Christmas and I haven't missed it? (Laughing)
For a man who had been out of practice for years,
Scrooge gave a most illustrious laugh.
The father of a long line of brilliant laughs.
(Ebenezer laughing) (choir softly humming)
And Scrooge dressed himself all in his best
and at last got out into the streets,
wishing everyone he met a Merry Christmas.
[Bob] Mr. Fred, come in, come in.
Bob Cratchit, is there room
at your table for some friends?
Oh your very welcome Mr. Fred, sir
and you too, ma'am.
I only hope that our lowly feast is to your liking.
Now don't fret about provisions.
We've brought plenty for all.
- Merry Christmas, Bob.
- Mr. Scrooge!
And Mrs. Cratchit, for you.
Oh, Mr. Scrooge.
- My dear, that's for you.
- For me?
- Darling, for you.
- For me?
- And you, sir.
- Oh, Mr. Scrooge!
I don't know how we can ever thank you.
Don't.
And I'm going to raise your salary
and help your large family in every way possible.
And Tiny Tim (laughs) I saw friend of mine
at church just a little while ago.
A famous surgeon.
You and I are going to see him tomorrow
and he's going to be your friend too.
Mr. Scrooge!
What a present! (Everyone shouting)
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
Scrooge kept his word.
He did it all and infinitely more.
And to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father.
Scrooge had no further dealings with ghosts
but it was always said
that he knew how to keep Christmas well.
If any man alive possessed the knowledge,
may it truly be said of us and all of us.
And so as Tiny Tim observed God bless us, every one.
The first Noel, the angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields as they lay
In fields as they, lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep
Noel, noel
Noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel
And there it did both stop and stay
Right over the place where Jesus lay
Noel, noel
Noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel
Then entered in there wise men three
Fall reverently upon their knee
And offered there His presents
Their gold and myrrh and frankincense
Noel, noel
Noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel
God rest you merry gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ our Savior
Was born on Christmas Day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
Oh, tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
From God our heavenly Father
A blessed angel came
And unto certain shepherds
Brought tidings of the same
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by name
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Comfort and joy
Oh tidings of comfort and joy
Fear not, then said the angel
Let nothing you affright
This day is born a Savior
Of a pure virgin bright
To free us all who trust in him
(choir humming softly)
Gilbert K. Chesterton once said,
"In everybody there is a thing that loves children,"
"fears death and likes sunlight."
"And this thing enjoys Charles Dickens."
Before I tell you about the Christmas Carol,
let me read to you what Charles Dickens himself wrote
about this story.
I have endeavored in this ghostly little story
to raise the ghost of an idea
which shall not put my readers out of humor
with themselves, with each other,
with the season or with me.
But may it haunt their houses pleasantly.
Charles Dickens.
To begin with Jacob Marley was dead.
There is no doubt about that.
You will therefore permit me to repeat emphatically
that Marley was as dead as a doornail.
Did Scrooge know that he was dead?
Of course he did.
Ebenezer Scrooge and he had been partners
for I don't know how many years.
Scrooge never painted out Marley's name
and so there it stood seven years afterwards
above the warehouse door.
Ebenezer Scrooge, oh but he was a tight-fisted old sinner.
Hard and sharp as flint.
The cold within him froze his features
because he always carried his own low temperature with him.
And he didn't fall one degree not even at Christmas.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Uncle.
God save you.
[Ebenezer] Christmas, humbug.
Christmas a humbug?
Uncle, you don't mean that, I'm sure.
What reason have you to be merry?
You're poor enough.
[Fred] What right have you to be dismal?
You're rich enough.
Humbug.
What's Christmas to you but a time
for finding yourself a year older
but not an hour richer.
Every idiot that goes about
with Merry Christmas on his lips,
should be boiled in his own pudding.
Now Uncle, I know you...
Now you keep Christmas in your own way Fred
and I'll keep it in mine.
Be off now this is a place of business.
[Fred] Don't be angry, come dine with us tomorrow.
No!
Caroline will be happy to see you.
Why did you ever get married?
Because I fell in love.
Love (laughs) that's the only thing in the world
more ridiculous than a Merry Christmas.
Good afternoon, Nephew.
Uncle, I'm sorry with all my heart to find you like this.
Oh, Merry Christmas Bob!
- Merry Christmas, sir.
Let me hear another sound from you,
and you'll keep your Christmas by losing your situation.
(bell tolling)
Oh, you'll want the whole day tomorrow I suppose, Cratchit.
Quite convenient, sir.
It's not convenient.
But it's only one day in the year, sir.
Poor excuse to pick the pocket of your employer
every 25th of December
but be here all the earlier next morning.
I will, sir.
And a merry Christmas to you Mr. Scrooge.
(Ebenezer groans)
Noel, Noel, Noel
Born is the king
- Christmas, nonsense.
Humbug. Of Israel
And while most of London was jovial and full of glee
in honor of this Christmas Eve,
Scrooge had taken his melancholy dinner
at his usual melancholy tavern
and having read all the newspapers he went home to bed.
Scrooge lived in the chambers
which had once belonged to Marley his ex-partner.
And as I have remarked before Marley is dead
these last seven years.
Dead as a doornail.
(clock ticking)
(door banging)
(eerie music)
Ebenezer Scrooge.
Oh no, what do you want of me?
Much.
Who are you?
In life I was your partner, Jacob Marley.
You don't believe in me?
I don't.
What evidence would you have of my reality
beyond that of your own senses?
I don't know.
And why doubt your senses?
Because it's like disorder
in my stomach could make my senses cheat me.
You might be an undigested bit of beef,
a blot of mustard, a fragment of underdone potato.
Humbug, I tell you.
Humbug! (Marley growling)
(Ebenezer moaning)
Mercy on me dreadful apparition.
Now do you believe in me or not?
I do, I do.
But why did you come to frighten me
and why do you wear that ponderous chain?
I made it link by link in my life as you are doing
for yourself on earth.
It is now a part of my penance
and I am here tonight to warn you of a fate such as mine.
But Ebenezer, if you change your ways,
you have a chance of escaping my doom.
You were always a good friend to me Jacob,
thank you, thank you.
You will be haunted by three spirits.
Without their visits you cannot hope
to shun the path I tread.
Expect the first tomorrow when the bell tolls one.
Expect the next on the following night at the same hour
and the third on the next night when the last stroke
of 12 has ceased to vibrate.
Couldn't I take them all at once, Jacob
and have it over with?
Look to see me no more
and look to throw your own sake,
you remember what has passed between us.
(eerie music)
(Jacob booming)
(clock ticking)
Scrooge tried desperately to say humbug
to the strange happening
but the word stuck in his throat unuttered
for it was highly probable it was not humbug.
Being very much in need of repose
from the experience he had undergone
or shall I say fatigues of the day,
he went straight to bed without undressing
and fell asleep in an instant.
A few hours later.
(clock ticking)
(bell tolling)
(eerie music)
Are you the spirit whose coming was foretold to me?
I am.
Who and what are you?
I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
Long past?
No, your past.
What business brings you here?
Your welfare.
I have things to show you which
are the shadow of the things
that have been.
Rise
(quiet dramatic music)
And walk with me.
The Ghost of Christmas Past led Scrooge
down the road which he had forgotten for so many years.
He showed him a Christmas Day in the past
which was a happy one for children
but not for one lonely schoolboy.
Ebenezer Scrooge, do you know that boy?
(gentle music)
Yes, yes, I do.
It is I, as a boy.
Oh I remember that Christmas well.
I felt so lonely.
My playmates, they didn't like me.
[Ghost] It was because you had shunned them.
(somber music)
Oh poor boy, I wish...
[Ghost] What is the matter?
There was a boy singing a Christmas carol
on the street last night.
I should have liked to have given him something that's all.
Shall I show you another Christmas 40 years ago
when a fair young girl released you
from your marriage contract?
No, no.
Because she discovered you had ceased to love her.
Your greed, avarice and desire for wealth
had killed the love she had for you.
No, no, spirit.
Show me no more.
Leave me, haunt me no longer!
Awakening in the middle of a prodigiously tough snore,
and sitting up in bed to get his thoughts together,
Scrooge had no occasion to be told
that the bell was again upon the stroke of one.
(clock ticking)
(Ebenezer snoring)
(bell tolling)
Scrooge!
(bright music)
(eerie music)
(eerie booming)
I am the Ghost of Christmas Present
look upon me.
Yes, spirit.
Conduct me where you will.
I went forth last night on
compulsion and I learned a lesson
which is working now.
Tonight if you have aught to teach me
let me profit by it.
Touch my robe.
(eerie booming)
(dramatic music)
Look.
Belinda bring the plate.
- Oh Mother, let me!
- Let me!
Belinda, there's a great deal of work to be done,
help your sister.
Nancy, you get the...
When I came by outside,
I could smell the sage and the onion.
You knew it was ours, Mother.
Oh, I certainly did, boy.
Peter, set the chair.
May I put some chestnuts on the fire, Mother?
No your father will do that when he comes.
What has gotten your precious father
and your brother Tiny Tim.
And Marshall wasn't as late last year by half an hour.
Oh.
This is the house of your clerk, Bob Cratchit.
But he has hardly a penny to his name.
I, the Ghost of Christmas Present have blessed his house.
Here comes Bob now
with another member of his family, Tiny Tim.
And a Merry Christmas, everybody!
- Father!
- Father!
And Tiny Tim, merry Christmas.
And there you are Tiny Tim, right in your own chair.
Merry Christmas, Bob.
- And Martha.
- Yes, yes, here I am again.
Christmas wouldn't be Christmas
without Martha coming to visit us.
[Martha] Oh, Bob.
And how did Tiny Tim behave today, Bob?
Fine he told me coming home
that he was glad he'd been to church
because it's pleasant to remember
that the day is called Christmas
after he who made the lame to walk and the blind to see.
(everyone exclaiming)
What a beautiful Christmas table.
It would be more beautiful if we had a turkey
but we'll manage.
Of course we will.
See what a happy family your clerk has
on only fifteen shillings a week?
Tiny Tim, I didn't know he was sick and a cripple.
Mr. Scrooge, I give you Mr. Scrooge,
the founder of the feast.
The founder of the feast indeed.
I wish I had him here.
I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast upon.
Dear, it's Christmas Day.
It should be Christmas Day I'm sure,
when one drinks the health
of such an odious, stingy, hard unfeeling man
as Mr. Scrooge.
My dear, it's Christmas.
Very well, I'll drink his health for your sake
and because it's Christmas.
Long life to him.
A merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
[All] A merry Christmas and a happy New Year.
God bless us every one.
Tell me, Tiny Tim, will he live?
I see a vacant seat and a little crutch without an owner.
No, say he will be spared.
(bell tolling)
My life on the globe is very brief it ends tonight.
Tonight?
The time is drawing near for me to go
and for your third visitor to appear.
(eerie booming)
(mystical music)
I am in the presence
of the Ghost of Christmas Yet-to-Come.
Ghost of the Future I fear you more
than any specter I have seen.
But lead on.
I want to know.
(choir humming softly)
I met a very kind young man today who asked after you.
Mr. Scrooge's nephew whom I scarcely know.
I told him about Tiny Tim
and he said, "I'm heartily sorry for you"
"and your good wife."
Hard to buy how he ever knew that I don't know.
Knew what dear?
That you were a good wife.
Oh, everyone knows that.
And he said if I can be of any service to you at any time,
pray come to me.
He's rather unlike his old Uncle Scrooge, isn't he?
(dramatic music)
If you must torment me, be quick.
Take me to what else you have to show.
I don't know much about it either.
I only know he's dead.
When did he die?
Last night I believe.
What has he done with his money?
I haven't heard
but he'll have no use for it where he's going.
It's likely to be a cheap funeral,
for upon my life I don't know anyone to go to it.
Suppose we make up a party and volunteer.
When I come to think of it I'm not at all sure
that I wasn't his most particular friend.
For we used to stop and speak whenever we met.
I don't mind going to his funeral if lunch is provided.
(men laughing)
Tell me, what man they are speaking of?
Who is it that lies dead?
(Ebenezer gasping) (eerie booming)
(dramatic music)
No, no!
Hear me, I am not the man I was.
Assure me I yet may change the shadows you have shown me.
I will honor Christmas in my heart
and try to keep it all the year.
Tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone.
(clock ticking)
Marley, Marley!
Jacob Marley!
Heaven and Christmastime be praised
for this I will live in the past,
the present and the future.
The spirit of all three shall thrive within me.
(bells ringing)
(Ebenezer laughing)
Boy oh boy!
- Yes, sir?
- What's today?
- What, sir?
- What's today my fine fellow.
[Boy] Today, why Christmas Day, sir.
It's still Christmas and I haven't missed it? (Laughing)
For a man who had been out of practice for years,
Scrooge gave a most illustrious laugh.
The father of a long line of brilliant laughs.
(Ebenezer laughing) (choir softly humming)
And Scrooge dressed himself all in his best
and at last got out into the streets,
wishing everyone he met a Merry Christmas.
[Bob] Mr. Fred, come in, come in.
Bob Cratchit, is there room
at your table for some friends?
Oh your very welcome Mr. Fred, sir
and you too, ma'am.
I only hope that our lowly feast is to your liking.
Now don't fret about provisions.
We've brought plenty for all.
- Merry Christmas, Bob.
- Mr. Scrooge!
And Mrs. Cratchit, for you.
Oh, Mr. Scrooge.
- My dear, that's for you.
- For me?
- Darling, for you.
- For me?
- And you, sir.
- Oh, Mr. Scrooge!
I don't know how we can ever thank you.
Don't.
And I'm going to raise your salary
and help your large family in every way possible.
And Tiny Tim (laughs) I saw friend of mine
at church just a little while ago.
A famous surgeon.
You and I are going to see him tomorrow
and he's going to be your friend too.
Mr. Scrooge!
What a present! (Everyone shouting)
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
- Merry Christmas!
Scrooge kept his word.
He did it all and infinitely more.
And to Tiny Tim, who did not die, he was a second father.
Scrooge had no further dealings with ghosts
but it was always said
that he knew how to keep Christmas well.
If any man alive possessed the knowledge,
may it truly be said of us and all of us.
And so as Tiny Tim observed God bless us, every one.
The first Noel, the angel did say
Was to certain poor shepherds
In fields as they lay
In fields as they, lay keeping their sheep
On a cold winter's night that was so deep
Noel, noel
Noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel
And there it did both stop and stay
Right over the place where Jesus lay
Noel, noel
Noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel
Then entered in there wise men three
Fall reverently upon their knee
And offered there His presents
Their gold and myrrh and frankincense
Noel, noel
Noel, noel
Born is the King of Israel