00:00Beat it, brat! Catch it, go fetch that coal!
00:03You're poor enough, rich enough to realize Christmas is a time for fools, finding themselves a year older and not
00:12an hour richer.
00:13If I had my way, every numbskull who goes about spouting many Christmas should be stuck like a turkey buried
00:22with a stake of holly through his heart.
00:24Nephew, keep Christmas in your own way. And let me keep it in mine. I keep busy, especially at this
00:33wasteful time of year.
00:35Mr. Marley died seven years ago this very night. That's only five lumps. Where's the sixth?
00:44Back to work. Coals not cheap, you know. I wish to be left alone.
00:49I don't make merry at Christmas, and I can't afford to make idle people merry.
00:56My taxes pay for the prisons and workhouses, and those who are badly off should go there.
01:02Then they should do it, and decrease the selfless population. Beat it, brat!
01:08Dan, you have a family? If I dot you for it, you'd feel cheated, I imagine. And yet, you don't
01:16think me cheated when I pay a day's wages for no work.
01:20A poor excuse for picking my pocket every December the 25th. Get the light, you liar, idiot.
01:27Waitress, here's the only tip you'll be getting from me. Find a new chef. Your hash isn't fit for a
01:35dog.
01:35I heard you had no heart, Jacob. Now I say it's true. You're probably just some undigested food.
01:43Some bad beef or a blob of mustard is more of gravy than a grave about you.
01:50Why do you haunt me? I can't see a chain. You simply visit me, and then everything's all right.
01:57I like chains. A night of unbroken sleep would be better for my good than this.
02:03I'm not made of mist and moonlight like you. I was a boy here. I could walk it blindfold. Choked
02:11dust and wood smoke.
02:13Why didn't you think of that, you twit? There was a boy at my door last night. I remember this
02:18day. He was my favorite storybook character.
02:22Such a large heart for such a tiny creature. My nephew, Fred. We had a happy Christmas in spite of
02:29father.
02:30Oh, I wish she were alive to invite me home again.
02:33Why, it's old Fezzyweed, my boss. Blast my buttons. He hasn't changed a bit.
02:40I was an apprentice here. Good old Fezzyweed. Show me a better boss than that, eh?
02:46You couldn't find that much happiness with a fortune. He had the power to render us happy or sad.
02:52To make our jobs a pleasure or a drundery. I'd like to be able to say something to Bob Cratchit
02:59just now.
02:59Go after her, you fool. I'm not gonna take it anymore. Go away. Leave me be. I'm afraid not. But
03:07my dog gets lonely.
03:09It's just that why should I be accused of being selfish when... when Christmas is a selfish holiday?
03:15What do they have to do with me? It's something better than gold. I provide them with an income. And
03:22this is how they treat me. This is just before the pirates attack.
03:26Oh, dear. Forget I said that and don't want to ruin it, Fehl. Oh, and it's so exciting. Yes. Read
03:32on. Read. A remarkable boy. But so frail.
03:37Tell me if Tiny Tim will live. Say he'll be spared. I didn't mean one of you, Fred. I never
03:44realized how... how much he looks like fan.
03:48Yes, I remember this. Sousa city soup. Did you see me, Swirret? When I was just enjoying myself. A spirit's
03:55life so short. This is the business exchange.
03:59I come here often. I don't understand the meaning of this. This is a fearful place. But I see the
04:06lesson. The fate of this unhappy man might happen to me someday.
04:11Let me see some tenderness connected with the death. I beseech you. Heaven and Christmas time be brave. I say
04:20it on my knees, old Jacob. On my knees.
04:23My spoons. They're still here. The dark shadows of things that would have been are gone. I know they are.
04:32Wait. Don't run. Please. Do you know the poultry shop down the street?
04:38An intelligent boy. A remarkable boy. Yes, my lad. That very one. We have much to do. Please. I must
04:48apologize to you both for the terrible way I treated you yesterday.
04:53Well, not that old Scrooge at any rate. Please. Let me donate something. To make up. So, you'll come see
05:01me tomorrow at my office? Because it's too late to do it when we're dead.
05:06I like this feeling. Though I'm not used to all this smiling yet. How's this? You must look mean as
05:14well. What do you mean being here this time of day?
05:17I am not coming to stand for this sort of thing any longer. And therefore, I am about to raise
05:25your whole salary. A merrier Christmas, Bob. A merrier Christmas, my good fellow, that I have given you for many
05:36a year.
05:37And starting today, I'm paying you what you deserve. Just like your old Fezziwigs. And later, Fred and I will
05:46teach you Santa's sooty suit, Fred, my boy.
05:50Is there enough of your mother in you to forgive an old humbug? We're done to get you well, young
05:57man. And afterward, you can teach me to slide on the ice.
06:02You're gonna be the same.
06:02Here we read.
06:02You're welcome.
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