The Muppet Christmas Carol Page #3
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- Year:
- 1992
- 85 min
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How does he do that?
It's my best dressing gown.
No harm done.
Look! It's Ebenezer Scrooge.
Looking older and
more wicked than ever.
I knew he wouldn't disappoint us.
Who are you?
In life.
we were your partners. Jacob...
And Robert Marley!
It looks like you.
but I don't believe it!
Why do you doubt your senses?
Because a little thing
can affect them.
A slight disorder of the stomach
can make them cheat.
You may be a bit
of undigested beef...
a blob of mustard.
a crumb of cheese.
Yes. There's more of gravy
than of grave about you!
- "More of gravy than of grave"?
- What a terrible pun.
- Where do you get those jokes?
- Leave comedy to the bears. Ebenezer.
Please. Jacob. Robert.
don't criticize me.
You always criticize me!
- We were always heckling you.
- It's good to be heckling again.
It's good to be doing anything again.
Why do you come to me?
We're Marley and Marley
Avarice and greed
We took advantage of the poor
Just ignored the needy
We specialized in causing pain
Spreading fear and doubt
And if you could not pay the rent
We simply threw you out
There was the year we evicted
the entire orphanage!
I remember the little tykes
all standing in the snowbank.
With their little
frostbitten teddy bears.
We're Marley and Marley
Our hearts were painted black
We should've known our evil deeds
Would put us both in shackles
Captive bound
we're double-ironed
Exhausted by the weight
- As freedom comes from giving love
- So prison comes with hate
We're Marley and Marley
We're Marley and Marley
But. My friends. You were not
unfeeling toward your fellow men.
True. There was something
about mankind we loved.
Doomed, Scrooge
You're doomed for all time
written by your crime
Your chains are forged
by what you say and do
So have your fun when life is done
A nightmare waits for you
What are these terrible chains?
Oh. The chains!
We forged these chains in life
by our acts of greed.
You wear such a chain yourself.
Humbug.
Speak comfort to me. Friends.
Comfort?
You will be haunted
by three spirits.
Haunted?
I've already had enough of that.
Without these visits. You cannot hope
to avoid the path we tread.
Expect the first ghost tonight
when the bell tolls 1.00.
Can't I meet them all at once
and get it over with?
When the bell tolls 1.00!
We're Marley and Marley
We're Marley and Marley
We're Marley and Marley
Change!
And with that. The spirits of Scrooge's
partners vanished into the darkness...
leaving him once again...
- Alone in his room.
- Whoa. That's scary stuff.
Hey. Should we be worried
about the kids in the audience?
- Nah. That's all right. This is culture.
- Oh.
Oh. Uh. Jelly bean?
I had 'em in my pocket all along.
What?
Humbug.
- Come on!
- But I really hate this.
You wanted to know
what was happening.
Now. Scrooge's bedchamber is
on this side of the house. Now. Jump.
There's only two things in this life
I hate... heights and jumping from them.
Too late now.
Come on. I'll catch ya.
God save my little broken body.
Missed.
Oh. Wait a second!
I forgot my jelly beans. Um...
Oh. Good.
- What?
- You can fit through those bars?
Yeah.
- You are such an idiot.
- What? What?
Hey. What?
What? What?
Oh. Dear.
Scrooge slipped into the empty silence
of a dreamless sleep.
You know. A guy could break his tail
falling out of this tree.
You want to see
what's going on. Don't you?
- Yes.
- Look. There's Scrooge's window.
Oh. Yeah.
Expect the first ghost
when the bell tolls 1.00!
Wow!
Are you the spirit whose coming
was foretold to me?
I am.
But...
- You're just a child.
- I can remember nearly 1.900 years.
I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
- What business has brought you here?
- Your welfare.
A night's unbroken rest
might aid my welfare.
Your salvation then.
Take heed.
Come.
I beg you. Spirit.
l... I am mortal and liable to fall.
A touch of my hand
and you shall fly.
- What are we doin'?
- Nothin'.
- What?
- Well. Just hold on.
- What?
- W-Watch out. Rizzo.
- What? Ow! Oh!
Whee!
Hello. London!
- Goodbye. Lunch!
- Yeah!
- Spirit?
- Yes?
Nothing.
- Oh. Iook. Rizzo.
- I don't wanna look.
Spirit. What is that light?
It cannot be dawn.
It is the past.
Look! It's beautiful. Rizzo.
Mommy!
Hey. We're going down.
Hang on. Rizzo!
- Sorry. Madam.
- Ouch!
Pardon me. Sir.
Look out. Rizzo!
- Rizzo. This is Louise.
- Yeah. We've met.
And so they arrived
in Ebenezer Scrooge's childhood.
- That was the worst trip of my life!
- Well. It's over now.
Yeah. Safe at last.
No.
No! No!
Oh. No. Stop.
Nice kitty. Nice kitty.
Ow! Ouch! I'm from New Jersey!
It was the afternoon
of Christmas Eve...
and Scrooge was conscious
of a thousand odours...
each one connected
with a thousand thoughts...
and hopes and joys and cares...
long. Long forgotten.
It's my old school.
I was a boy here.
That... That's Henry!
And Edmund. My best friend.
Hello. Boys.
Hello?
These are but shadows
of your past. Ebenezer.
They can neither see nor hear you.
Come and let us go inside.
- Rizzo. Stop playing with the cat.
- Help me! Save me!
- Help me! Save me! Help me! Save me!
- Follow me.
Help me! Save me!
Ow.
And what a flood of memories
came back to him...
as Scrooge beheld his old classroom.
I know it all so well. Spirit.
The desks.
The smell of the chalk.
I chose my profession in this room.
And is he. Too. Familiar?
a boy he knew.
oh. Very well indeed.
Good heavens.
It's me.
Hurry. Ebenezer.
The last coach is leaving.
Come on.
He never goes home for Christmas.
Who cares about stupid old Christmas?
I was often alone.
More time for reading and study.
The Christmas holiday was a chance
to get some extra work done.
A time for solitude.
- Rats don't understand these things.
- You were never a lonely child?
I had 1.2 74 brothers and sisters.
Sheesh.
Rats don't understand these things.
Let us see another Christmas
in this place.
They were all very much the same.
- Nothing ever changed.
- You changed.
The years performed
their terrible dance...
and in a moment. Scrooge had seen
his entire childhood pass.
He saw his old schoolroom
age and decay.
What? What the...
Hey. Hey! Ow!
So. Master Scrooge.
graduation day. And yet...
That's my old headmaster.
This man taught me my greatest lesson.
Stand up. Build your life
as this school is built.
Push!
My ear! My ear! My ear!
Ah. Yes! Work hard. Work long
and be constructive.
Oh. Ebenezer.
life is a golden opportunity.
Today you go forth
into the real world.
You must keep your nose
to the grindstone.
Work hard. Lad. And one day
your life will be as solid...
as this very building!
- I've been meaning to fix that shelf.
- Yes. Headmaster.
Well. Young man. You have been
apprenticed to a fine company in London.
Today you become a man of business.
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