A Christmas Carol Page #4

Oh, he has walked...

...with Tiny Tim on his shoulders...

fast, indeed.

But he was very light...

...to carry, and...

...your father loved him so.

- Father.

- You went today, then?

Yes, my dear.

I wish you could have gone.

Would have done you good

to see how green a place it is.

You'll see it often.

And I promised him I would walk there

every...every Sunday.

My little child!

My little child.

Father, please don't be grieved.

Please, Father.

I'm all right, love.

I'm quite at peace.

I'm sure none of us will

ever forget our poor Tiny Tim.

- Oh, no, Father.

- Never ever.

Thank you.

Thank you, my dears.

Bob.

Spectre...something tells me

our parting moment is at hand.

Tell me...

...who...was that man

we saw lying dead?

Spirit...

...before I draw nearer

to that stone to which you point,

answer me one question!

Are these the shadows

of things that will be

or shadows of things that may be?

Men's courses in life

foreshadow certain ends.

But if these courses are departed from,

these ends will change. isn't that so?

No. No!

Am I that man who lay upon the bed?

No. Spirit, hear me!

I'm not the man I was!

Why show me this if I'm past all hope?

Spirit!

Spirit, assure me that I may change

these shadows you've shown me!

Change them by an altered life!

No, spirit! No! No, spirit!

Good spirit...help me!

Spirit!

Help me, spirit!

Ah!

Help, spirit!

Spirit, I will honour Christmas in my

heart and try to keep it all the year.

I will not shut out the lessons

of the past, nor present, nor future.

Oh, please, spirit,

tell me I may sponge away

the writing on that stone!

Still here?

They're still here.

I'm still here.

I'm still here.

I'm still here!

I don't know what to do.

I'm light as a feather,

merry as a schoolboy.

I've heard that laugh before.

Ah!

- I say, what's today?

- Eh?

- What's today, my fine fellow?

- Today? Why, Christmas Day.

It's Christmas Day?

I haven't missed it.

The spirits have

done it all in one night.

They can do anything they like.

Of course they can. Of course they can.

Hello, my fine fellow. Do you know

the poulterer's on the corner?

- I should hope I did.

- What an intelligent boy.

Do you know whether they've sold

the prize turkey that was hanging there?

Not the little prize turkey,

the big one.

- The one as big as me?

- What a delightful child.

- Yes, my buck.

- It's hanging there now.

Is it? Go and buy it, then!

- Walker!

- No, no, I'm in earnest.

Go and buy it, bring it back here,

and I'll give you a shilling.

Come back in less than five minutes,

and I'll give you a half a crown.

I'll send it to Bob Cratchit's.

He shan't know who sent it.

It's twice the size of Tiny Tim.

Mrs Dilber.

Merry Christmas!

Oh, my God!

He's gone mad!

Yay!

My dear Mrs Dilber,

you're the loveliest creature

I have ever laid eyes upon.

Dance with me, Mrs Dilber.

Dance with me!

You're barmy, Mr Scrooge!

Unhand me!

He's completely deranged! Help!

- What a charming woman.

- Help!

I shall love it as long as I live.

What an honest face it has.

Ooh!

Hello. Here's the bird.

Hello! Whoop!

How are you? Merry Christmas.

Why, it's impossible to carry that

to Camden Town. You must have a cab.

Drive on, my good man!

Hilly-ho! Chirrup!

Yahoo!

Hip, hip! Chirly-up!

Bob's your uncle! Fanny's your aunt!

Here's your aunt's fanny.

Live it up, folks!

You'll be a long time dead!

Don't let the worms have all the fun.

Merry Christmas.

Good morning, sir.

A merry Christmas to you.

- And to you, sir.

- Happy holiday!

And a merry Christmas to you.

- "God bless you, sir."

- Thank you, sir.

Glad tidings.

Sir.

My dear sir, how do you do?

I hope you succeeded yesterday.

A merry Christmas to you, sir.

Mr Scrooge?

Yes. That is my name, and I fear

it may not be pleasant to you.

But allow me to ask your pardon.

And will you have the goodness...

Lord bless me!

- My dear Mr Scrooge, are you serious?

- And not a farthing less.

A great many back payments

are included in it, I assure you.

My dear sir, I don't know

what to say to such...

Do not say anything.

I'm much obliged to you.

Many thanks to you. And bless you.

- Is your master at home?

- Yes, sir.

I'm...his uncle.

Is it an animal

that grunts and growls?

Yes.

- And lives in London?

- Yes.

- A horse?

- No.

- A cow?

- No.

A dog.

- A pig.

- No.

An ass.

Yes and no.

- I know what it is, Fred! I know!

- What?

It's your...

Uncle Scrooge?

Well, bless my soul.

I've...come to dinner...

...if you'll have me.

Of course, Uncle! Welcome! Welcome!

Merry Christmas!

Everybody, this is my uncle, Ebenezer.

Be good and pass this.

Here you go. Enjoy.

Next year we must have

this dinner at my house.

I insist.

I'll spare no expense. After all,

you can't take it with you, can you?

No, you can't.

A full 16 minutes late.

What do you mean by

coming here at this time of day?

I'm very sorry, sir.

I am a bit behind in my time.

You are, indeed.

Step in here.

Well, it's only once a year, sir.

It shall not be repeated.

I was making rather merry yesterday.

Now, I'll tell you what, Mr Cratchit.

I'm not going to stand

for this son of thing any longer.

And therefore...

and therefore...

...I am about to raise your salary!

A merry Christmas to you, Bob.

A merrier Christmas, Bob,

my good fellow,

than I've given you in many a year.

I'll raise your salary, and do whatever

I can to help your struggling family.

And we'll discuss your affairs

this very afternoon

over a bowl of Christmas punch.

But first, let's make up the fires.

I want you to go out...

...and buy another scuttle of coal

before you dot another "i",

Bob Cratchit.

Off with you, Bob.

We've wassailing to do.

Hilly-ho, Bob!

Yeah. Yes, sir. Right away, sir.

And Scrooge was better than his word.

He did all that he said he would

and more.

And to our Tiny Tim, who got well,

Scrooge was like a second father.

He became as good a friend,

as good a master

and as good a man

as the good old city ever knew.

And it was always said of him

that he knew how to keep Christmas well.

And so, as Tiny Tim observed...

God bless us, everyone.

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