A Christmas Carol/Quotes

## Tagline

* A Dickens Classic
* Joey Kangaroo Narrates the Story of *A Christmas Carol*.
* The jolliest, scariest, and blessed holiday story ever told
* See the past, present and future with *A Christmas Carol*
* Journey to the past to revisit an animated holiday classic (1985 re-release)

## Ebenezer Scrooge

* (*repeated line*) Bah, humbug!
* (*His first line*) Look at that pathetic merriment out there, the joy look on their faces to their measure of Christmas. Bah, humbug! I despise Christmas! The most miserable time of the year for me. Escorted by irksome carolers, boring decorations, and piercing children shouting for toys. None of them have time to work during Christmas in wasteful way! People should understand how I dealt with this holiday.
* Where in the devil is Bob?! I'm not paying him to be late like this! Never seem to wonder how distracting that Christmas can be!
* It's 1:00 am. (*looks around the living room*) No sight of any ghost. Bah! That Jacob, as much a partner he was been, is nothing but a lunatic. Or I must be the lunatic for witnessing his appearance. I should know that I wasn't supposed to eat too much.
* (*to the Ghost of Christmas Past; almost crying*) Oh, please. I don't want to see that horrible moment. Take me home now.
* (*realizing his tombstone*) Oh no! No! This can't be... It is! Oh, yes it is! (*sobs*) You were right! It's not Christmas' fault, it's mine! I turned out to be a humbug!

## Bob Cratchet

* (*repeat line; every time that his antlers gets in his way upon entering the doorway*) Sorry, antlers.
* Mr. Scrooge doesn't Christmas. He just misunderstands on what the meaning of Christmas is about, the time of giving, happiness, family and sharing. The holiday is not the one to blame. He obviously has something in his past that turned him to be mean.

## Jacob Marley

* Scrooooooooge..... Ebenezer Scrooooooge...
* Remember, Scrooge. These three ghosts will materialize to call in on you this night. Obey them and do what they advise of you, or you'll end up like me.

## Ghost of Christmas Past

* Cool it, Scrooge. No fear. I'm here to display your past.
* They never call me the Ghost of Christmas Past for nothing.
* Oh, groovy! I'm way out for Fozziewig's diggest party.
* (*after Scrooge asks her to take him home*) Alright, Scrooge, as you wish. But remember, do not blame me or anyone else for these; they are the shadows of things that have been. So, do not forget that you fashioned these memories yourself.

## Ghost of Christmas Present

* Come and know me better, Man!
* Lovely class feast around this room, isn't it Scrooge?
* I am the Ghost of Christmas Present.
* Everybody needs Christmas, we all know that we celebrate the peace on Earth.
* Touch my robe.
* Torch-o, torch-o, torch-o! In my hand, take us to this old man's current, take us to go!
* This is Tiny Tim, the Cratchits' young lad of the family.
* If Bob and his family don't get money enough to pay poor Tim's operation, the child will soon to die.
* Consider this, Scrooge, if you are think that being an old miser with your greed soul will develop your life better, think again (*with magic, two young poor kid rabbits appear, much to Scrooge's shock*) Take a witness in your sight how you much you've grew careless about the poor and how much you've treated them ruthlessly! So, consider that, Scrooge. Consider that. Even as rich you are.

## Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come

* All this will be the cause of what your actions caused, Scrooge.

## Dialogues

* **Scrooge:** Late again, Bob.
* **Bob Cratchet:** Sorry, sir. But it was a little trouble I won't go through all that shopping rush throughout. You know how every year it is during Christmas.
* **Scrooge:** Bah, humbug. How many times we've gone through this before about your time schedule time to time, before I'd terminate you? And excuses of yours like that didn't do anything to cut it.
* **Bob Cratchet:** Sorry, sir, but I'm getting cold.
* **Scrooge:** The only one place to get yourself thawed is the candle on top of your working desk.
* **Bob Cratchet:** Well do you at least have anything else to warm me up, sir? Probably either a fireplace or a boiler?
* **Scrooge:** No fireplace here.
* **Bob Cratchet:** Please, sir...
* **Scrooge:** And I beg you to never "please" me. The candle is the only heater you get in this counting house. You'll be free to warm yourself after work. Now march to your desk and start working now!
* **Bob Cratchet:** (*reluctantly*) Okay, sir.

(*A knock is heard by the door, annoying Scrooge*)

* **Scrooge:** Bah, Bob! Seek the door to wonder whoever disturb us!
* **Bob Cratchit:** Right away, sir. (*answers the door to meet Fred*) Why, I'll be. It's none other than good ol' Fred!
* **Fred:** Bob! Good see you again, my friend! Merry Christmas!
* **Bob Cratchit:** And good to see you too. Come on in, please.
* **Fred:** (*stepping inside*) I haven't seen ever since in years. And I haven't visit here a long time.
* **Bob Cratchit:** I know.
* **Fred:** (*looks around the counting house*) So I see you have quit choice of your job in my uncle's counting house, I see.
* **Bob Cratchit:** It was not too long along I initially have this. Every daily week, with the exceptions of my holiday day-off if you know what I mean, for good mount of money.
* **Fred:** Quite. And speaking of my uncle. Happen to know where he is by chance?
* **Bob Cratchit:** Certainly. He's over there at his office. Though you how grouch he is since he can't tolerate any disturbance around.
* **Fred:** Oh, I know uncle. Leave it me before he can have peace working. (*Fred enters Scrooge's office to greet his uncle*) Greetings, Uncle Scrooge!
* **Scrooge:** (*irritated by Fred's rudeness*) Oh! Do you mind not to...?! (*realizing his nephew; calmly*) Oh, Fred, my nephew. I didn't expected you to come. What brings you here?
* **Fred:** I'm here to ask you.
* **Scrooge:** What?
* **Fred:** To be interested to invite my party.
* **Scrooge:** Bah, humbug.
* **Fred:** Uncle, why "humbug"?
* **Scrooge:** Fred, you know that I have distaste for any party.
* **Fred:** It's not just an ordinary party, it's a Christmas party.
* **Scrooge:** Christmas? Bah, humbug! Count me out.
* **Fred:** But it's for the family tradition sake. Our family and my friends will be there.
* **Scrooge:** Not I. I don't expect for a worthless Christmas party. There's no way of it.
* **Fred:** It's a lot of fun and a lot of feast too.
* **Scrooge:** I care less. Christmas isn't full of fun. It's full of wasteful that people never have any chance to work hard.
* **Fred:** Not true, Uncle. Christmas is the time of giving, not a waste of time.
* **Bob Cratchit:** He's right, sir.
* **Scrooge:** Did I ever asked you to have our conversation, Bob? (*Bob shakes his head*) Then seek back to work and mine your business! This is our family discussion. (*Bob locates back to his work*) And as for you, nephew Fred. I'd appreciate to have your Christmas celebration without me, nothing you can force me there, that's that.
* **Fred:** But I'm not here to force you to come, the party is optional for everybody. So if you change your mind to invite (*hands over the invitation card to Scrooge, reading "Come to Fred’s Christmas Party"*), you know where to locate my house via this card.
* **Scrooge:** Please me working in peace. Our conversation is finalized right now.
* **Fred:** Be sure to appear if you decide. I'm off now. Merry Christmas, everyone! (*leaves*)
* **Bob Cratchit:** Merry Christmas, Freddy boy!
* **Scrooge:** Humbug!

* **Scrooge:** (*as the ghost of Jacob Marley arrives to him*) Jacob Marley?
* **Jacob:** You know well, Ebeneezer. We were partners in my lifetime.
* **Scrooge:** (*laughs nervously*) Am I loosing my mind? You can't be real. Ghosts don't exist. You're not here.
* **Jacob:** You don't believe me, do you?
* **Scrooge:** Oh, certainly not. I don't.
* **Jacob:** Well tell me this. What evidence would you have?
* **Scrooge:** I… don't know.
* **Jacob:** Then why you're doubted?
* **Scrooge:** (*hesitated*) Oh… it's hardly to think of it, but it's because a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You may be an undigested bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. There's more of gravy than of grave about you, whatever you are! (*silence, with Jacob staring at him, raising his eye brows in his TBD motion*) Ahem. Take a look this toothpick. Do you see it?
* **Jacob:** Yes, I do.
* **Scrooge:** But I don't see you are looking at it.
* **Jacob:** But now I see it, notwithstanding.
* **Scrooge:** (*in bravery, as he then scrolls at the ghost*) Well do hear me if you please! I have but to swallow this, and be for the rest of my days persecuted by a legion of goblins, all of my own creation. It's humbug, I tell you! Nothing but a humbug! (*Jacob howls furiously, frightened Scrooge as he tumble down on the floor, dropping his food as well. And with his timid motion, he gets up to his knees*) Take it easy, my dearest Jacob. Have mercy! W-what is got into you suddenly?
* **Jacob:** Make me clear, Scrooge! You look at me straight! Man of the worldly mind! Do you believe me as a ghost or not?! The spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellowmen, and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. It is doomed to wander through the world—oh, woe is me!—and witness what it cannot share, but might have shared on Earth, and turned to happiness!
* **Scrooge:** Now, I do. But, Jacob. You happen to carry those chains, containing with the boxes and chests, all over you. Do you know why by chance?
* **Jacob:** This is a deserved punishment posterior to my death. That's what I’ve been forced. It's doom. Owing to my bitter acts of selfishness and greed, just like you have! Lacking sympathy of the poor souls in the street. I never have change in me ever since. This is precisely why I made my appearance to give you this serious caution. The long you remain as cold-hearted, once your lifetime goes to expiry, you'll be doom to carry heavy and painful chains like me!
* **Scrooge:** (*gasps*) No! I can't! I refuse to carry! There must be the way for me to avoid this! Jacob. Please advise me what would I do?
* **Jacob:** Change your way with the help of three Christmas ghosts that will arrive here by tonight, in the stroke of 1:00 am.
* **Scrooge:** Three ghosts?
* **Jacob:** Yes. Expect them. They will advise you to change your ways. Ignoring you shall not. Make them clear, if you're expected to deserve a happy life. Understand?
* **Scrooge:** Quite.
* **Jacob:** Good. Now, if you excuse. My visit can't stay longer. I must be off for now. (*approach the window*) Remember, Scrooge. (*opens it to let out the breeze inside)* These three ghosts will materialize to call in on you this night. Obey them and do what they advise of you, or you'll end up like me.

* **Scrooge:** Aah! Wh-wh-who are you?! How did you managed to get in here?! What did you want?! Y-you can't think of rob me!
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Whoa! Whoa! Cool it, Scrooge. No fear. I'm here to display your past.
* **Scrooge:** Huh? My past? Do you said my past? And.. you noticed me too... and this means that you must be one of the three Christmas Spirits that my ex-partner was talking about.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** They never call me the Ghost of Christmas Past for nothing.
* **Scrooge:** The past? He sent ya. And you appeared to be lovely, lassie.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Beautiful too.
* **Scrooge:** Now if you excuse me, I must be off to my slumber.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Hold it! You don't have time for snooze. There's a past ahead we need to tour on.
* **Scrooge:** You mean my past?
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Yup. There's so much for you learn something, on how much you'd ever become such an uncool moody character you turned out to be. Loosing your Christmas spirit away. Arise and come. Unless you didn't remember your past, did you?
* **Scrooge:** (*thinking*) Well.... Odd. I didn't recall my memory.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** This must be the precise chance to take a trip to your memory lane then. So come on. It's time to go.
* **Scrooge:** But, spirit. How do you think to take me to the past? (*the ghost opens the window, where Scrooge looks out in his hesitance*) Wait a minute! Are you happen to have your mind to fly out there?! I have trouble with heights!
* **Ghosts of Christmas Past:** Well, that's the way to your past, right? However, if you can't hold emotions over heights, there is other but better way I have by taking ya.
* **Scrooge:** You do? By what?
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** By the magic of a kiss and my magic mistletoe.
* **Scrooge:** (*in disgust*) What?! Bah, humbug! Why would I need a kiss from somebody I just met today? Disgraceful!
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Listen, old man. There's no other way. Those are two options you need have. Which would it be? Fly or kiss?
* **Scrooge:** (*hesitantly*) Uh... I don’t quite know.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Decide. You want to see your past, don't ya?
* **Scrooge:** (*reluctantly*) Oh, fine! I accept the kiss, but on my cheek.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Okay.

(*At Fuzziwig's party*)

* **Fuzziwig:** Ah, good evening, Ebeneezer, me favorite boy! I haven't happened to see you sicce a few years, as it is been. (*Scrooge is sad, to Fuzziwig's concern*) Something's the matter with you, lad?
* **Young adult Scrooge:** Hmm, what?
* **Fuzziwig:** You don't seemly your have fun in my place like the rest.
* **Young adult Scrooge:** Oh. Fuzziwig, take a look at those people. They surely have their good quality time, only with someone close to them. Each other are happy. On the other hand with me; alone. Having nobody around me.
* **Fuzziwig:** Tsk tsk tsk. I say. But have ever by chance to choose one? You didn't thought of that, did you?
* **Young adult Scrooge:** That's hardly. Nobody in this party wants me; calling mean names.
* **Fuzziwig:** Well don't give up, Ebeneezer. Someday you may have a chance to find your kind to be on your side.

* **Young adult Scrooge:** (*witness Belle sitting on the bench, crying softly*) Excuse me, ma'am, something's a matter?
* **Belle:** I mind with strangers.
* **Young adult Scrooge:** I mean no harm at all, though. Is there anything I can assist you?
* **Belle:** (*sigh*) I have no one. They are avoid me and call me (*looks herself in reflection of the bowl of punch*) horrible. (*Sobs*)
* **Young adult Scrooge:** (*sympathetically*) I may not know you, but I know how you feel. Same as me.
* TBD

(*At Scrooge's old schoolhouse*)

* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** (*points at young Scrooge*) Can you reckon this familiar looking little squirt, Scrooge?
* **Scrooge:** Why of course. I know that young lad sitting on the desk over there, that's me.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Yes. You were just happened to have a good life back in that age, right?
* **Scrooge:** I wish my life was for me, after my father left me at school alone during the Christmas season due to his travels. How lonely I was.

(*After young Scrooge, in fury, destroyed his Christmas tree by the fireplace, caused to explode, and rushes upstairs, after he got rejected by Belle*)

* **Scrooge:** (*surprised*) Heavens. I don't even remember I made this.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** As that's how you've start to hate Christmas, all because your fiancee dumped you for your love towards money.
* **Scrooge:** (*sadly*) Now I remember how I couldn't help to have sneered feelings about Christmas. My life had changed after what I made.
* **Ghost of Christmas Past:** Whoa, man. Christmas isn't the problem that caused your misery. You need to learn how to get yourself redeemed.