A Christmas Carol

Leader: Joyce Guiao ^_^ Assistant: Kathleen Ching Members: Arianne Caitlin Ong Jenise ng Gillian Rissa Cuan John Hendrick Uy Micah Young Julianne Ormoc Kim Hyun Park

Nar: Scrooge, the main character, had this friend Marley, who was 7 years dead. They ran a business called Scrooge and Marley. Scrooge is a person who didnt, in fact never care for anything. No one would ever stop in the streets just for them to say wazzup? nor hows it hanging? to Scrooge. Not even beggars

came near him. But what did I tell you, HE NEVER CARED! Its normal for him and in fact, he liked it that way. Scrooge: (sitting) Clerk: (copying letters and then later put on a white comforter, whatever that is)

Nephew: (voice only) A Merry Christmas Uncle! God save you! (Run to uncle!) Scrooge: bah! Humbug! Nephew: Christmas, a humbug?! Uncle, you dont mean that dont mean that, dont you? Scrooge: I do. Out upon a Merry Christmas, Whats Christmas time to you but a time for paying bills without money; a time for finding yourself a year older, and not a hour richer; a time for balancing you books and having every item in em through a round dozen of months presented dead against you? If I had my will, every idiot who goes about my Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled with his on chocolate and buried with a stake of holly through his heart, He Should! Nephew: (sleeping while standing and then gets actively awake) Uhh what? Oh I mean, Uncle! How could you say such things?! Scrooge: Nephew, Keep you Christmas your own way and Ill keep it mine. Nephew: Keep It! But you dont keep it! Scrooge: Let me leave it alone, then. Much good may it do to you! Much good has ever done to you!!! Nephew: There are many things from which I might have derived good, by which I have not profited, I dare say, Christmas among the rest, but I am sure I have always thought of Christmas time , when it has come round- apart from the veneration due to its sacred origin, if anything belonging to it can be apart from that- as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow travelers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on their journeys. And therefore, uncle, are you still listening to me? Though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe that it has done me good! AND WILL DO ME GOOD! AND I SAY! GOD! BLESS! IT! (End speech with a superhero pose) Clerk: (Sniffs very loud and blows handkerchief with flying green things and face looks like crying and then claps and howls and.more clapping!) Ughhh.. OoooKkkk. done! (Sits down & continues his work) Scrooge: Let me hear another sound from you! And youll keep your Christmas my losing your situation. Youre quite a lousy, annoying speaker, sir. I wonder you dont go to Parliament. Nephew: Dont be angry, Uncle. Come! Dine with us tomorrow. Scrooge: Good afternoon Nephew: I want nothing from you; well, except your toothbrush, I ask nothing of you; why cannot we be friends? Scrooge: Good afternoon Nephew: I am sorry with all my heart, to find you so resolute, we have never had any quarrel to which I have been a party. But I have made a trial in homage to Christmas, and Ill keep my Christmas humor to the last. So a merry Christmas, Uncle! Scrooge: Good Afternoon Nephew: And a happy New Year! Scrooge: Good afternoon (eyes gets bigger) Clerk: (helps nephew go out) Nephew: (go out) Clerk: still standing on the door, let gentlemen comes in) 2 gentlemen: (goes in and took hats off)

1st man: Scrooge & Marleys, I believe (looking at his list) Have I the pleasure to addressing Mister Scrooge or Miss Marley? Scrooge: Actually, its MISTER Marley 1st man: Ngek Scrooge: Mr. Marley has been dead 7 years. He died seven years ago this very night. 2nd man: At this festive season of the year, Mr. Scrooge. (Gets a pen) Behold! A pen! OK. Where was I??? Oh yes! It is more than usually desirable that we should make some slight provision for the poor & destitute, who suffer greatly at the present time. Many thousands are in want of common comfort, sir. Scrooge: Are there no prisons? 2nd Man: plenty of prisons 1st man: But under the impression that they scarcely furnish Christian cheer of mind or body to the unoffending multitude, a few of us are endeavoring to raise a fund to buy the poor some meat and drink, and means of warmth. We choose this time, because it is a time, of all others, when want is keenly felt, and abundance rejoices. What shall O put you down for? Scrooge: Nothing! 2nd man: you want to be anonymous? Scrooge: I wish to left alone. Since you ask me what I wish, but the problem is, you wont grant it, that is my answer. I dont make merry myself at Christmas, and I cant afford to make idle people merry. I help to support the prisons and the workhouses- they cost enough- and those who are badly off must go there. 1st man: Many cant go there; 2nd man: and many would rather die Scrooge: If they would rather die, they had better do it and decrease the surplus population. 2 people: (leaves) Clerk: (blows his candle and put on his hat) Scrooge: You want all day tomorrow, I suppose? And when I meant all day, I mean including night. Clerk: If quite convenient, Scrooge: Its not convenient, and its not fair, if I were to stop half crown for it, youd think yourself mightily ill used, Ill be bound. Clerk: Yes, Sir Scrooge: And yet dont think me ill used, when I pay a days wages for no work. Clerk: Its only once a year, sir. Scrooge: Excuses, Excuses, Its a poor excuse for picking a mans pocket every 25th of December! Nut I suppose you must have the whole day. Be here all the earlier next morning. Clerk: yeah, sure, whatever, sir, (leave) Scrooge: (walk out with a growl) Nar: And as usual, Scrooge took his melancholy dinner, with his melancholy food, chewing melancholy in his usual melancholy tavern, and if you noticed the melancholys in the sentence, and had no idea what it means, it actually means sad. Well, at least you learned something new from the Narrator today. And then, Scrooge went home to bed, he lived in the chambers which had once belonged to his deceased partner. After doing the unnecessary things to be done, he closed his door and locked himself in; and to longer this sentence, he double locked himself in Scrooge: (took of scarf, put on dressing gown and slippers and nightcap, and sat down before the very low fire) Nar: sounds suddenly appeared and got louder until Marleys Ghost went through his door. The same face, the very same, Marley in his pigtail, usual waistcoat, tights and boots and.skirt?? His body was transparent

Scrooge: How now! What do you want with me? Marley: Much! Scrooge: Who are you? Marley: Ask me who I was Scrooge: Well, thats a very nice namefor a ghost..probably Marley: No, as in ask me WHO I WAS Scrooge: Okkeey, who were you then? Marley: In life, I was your partner, Jacob Marley. Scrooge: can you-can you sit? Marley: I can Scrooge: do it then I challenge you Marley: (sits down) see Scrooge: I asked the question because I thought that ghost were too transparent to sit Marley: Do I look like a ghost to you?! Scrooge: No, you look lore like a scribble to me. Marley: You dont believe in me. Scrooge: duh? I dont Marley: What evidence would you have of my reality beyond that of your senses? Scrooge: I dont know Marley: Why are you not sure of what you see now? Scrooge: You might be a hallucination! You know, too much Marijuana. Marley: You take Marijuana?! Scrooge: Did I say Marijuana, I meant to say plastic. Yes, I eat too much plastic. But if youre a ghost thenMercy! Dreadful apparition, why do you trouble me? Why do ghost walk the earth, and why do they come to me? Why there is no music to alarm me there will be ghost tonight like in Sims City? Why do I have to ask so many questions? Marley: It is required of every man that the spirits within him should walk broad among his fellow men and travel far and wide; and if that spirit goes not forth in life, it is condemned to do so after death. I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot linger anywhere. My Spirit never walked beyond our counting house. Mark me! In my spirit never roved beyond the narrow limits of our money-changing hole; and weary journeys lie before me! Scrooge: 7 years dead, and traveling all the time? You travel fast? Marley: On the wings of the wind Scrooge: You might have got over a great quantity of ground in 7 years Marley: O blind man, blind man! Not to know that ages of incessant labor by immortal creatures for this earth must pass into eternity before the good of which it is susceptible is all developed. Not to know that any its mortal life too short its little sphere, whatever it may be, will find its mortal life too short its vast means of usefulness. Not to know that no space of regret can make amends for one lifes opportunities misused! Yet I was like this man; I once was like this man! Scrooge: But you were always a good man of business Jacob Marley: business! Mankind was my business. The common welfare was my business; Charity, mercy, forbearance, benevolence, were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business! Hear me! My time is nearly gone, vanish, disappearing! Scrooge: Umm.., why do you have to say gone vanish and disappearing when you can just say gone only? Marley: Why are you asking me that question? Scrooge: Why are you asking me when I asked you? Shouldnt you answer me? Marley: (stares at Scrooge) OK, so, lets get back to the topic. I am here tonight to warn you that you have not a chance & hope of escaping my fate, A chance and hope of procuring, Ebenezer. Scrooge: You were always a good friend to me, Thankee!

Marley: we were friends??? Scrooge: uhhh Marley: never mind, you will be haunted by Uhhh... (Counting fingers up to four) three ghosts! Scrooge: thats four Marley: oooooo Scrooge: Is that the chance and hope you mentioned, Jacob? I-I think Id rather not. Marley: without their visits, you cannot hope to shun the path I tread. Expect the first tomorrow night, when the bell tolls one. Expect the second on the next night at the same hour. The third, upon the next night, when the last stroke of twelve has ceased to vibrate. Look to see me no more; and look that, your own sake, you remember what has passed between us! (Gone) Scrooge: weirdo Nar: Scrooge closed the window, and examined the door by which the ghost had entered. It was double-locked, as he had locked it with his own hands, and the bolts were undisturbed, much in need of repose, he went straight to bed, without undressing, and fell asleep on the instant, like instant noodles, only there was no boiling water. Nar: STAVE 2: THE FIRST OF THE THREE GHOST : When Scrooge awoke, the church clock tolled one. Light flashed up in the room upon the instant, and curtains of his bed were drawn aside by a strange figure like a child that looks like you, that is, cute. Its hair, which hang about its neck and down its back, was white as if with age; and yet the branch of fresh green holly in its hand; and in singular contradiction of that wintry emblem, had its dress trimmed with summer flowers. But the weirdest thing about it was that from the crown of its head there sprang, bright, clear, jet of light, by which all this was visible; and which was doubtless the occasion of its using, in its duller moments, a great extinguisher for a cap, which it now held under its arm Scrooge: Are you the ghost, sir, whose coming was foretold to me? Ghost 1: Yes Scrooge: Are you a boy? Ghost 1: Yes Scrooge: So youre not a girl? Ghost 1: Yes Scrooge: Are you dead? Ghost 1: Yes Scrooge: Should I call the Ghost busters? Ghost 1: Ye..No! Scrooge: Are you like Danny Phantom who is a cartoon and is half boy half ghost? Ghost 1: Can we get straight here? I am the ghost of Christmas Past. Scrooge: You mean the birth of Jesus Christ? Ghost 1: Not that past, your past, the things you will see with me are the shadows of the things that have happened; they will have no consciousness of us. Scrooge: Your welfare. Rise and walk with me! I am a mortal, and is liable to fall. (Fall) See Ghost 1: Bear but a touch of my hand there, (put hand on Scrooges heart) and you shall be upheld in more than this! Nar: and stood in the busy through fares of a city. It was made plain enough by the dressing of the shops that here, too, it was Christmas time, but since there was a ghost, it will more look like Halloween! The ghost stopped at a certain warehouse door, and asked Scrooge if he knew it. Scrooge: Well, duh? I know this place, I was apprenticed here! Nar: They went in, at the sight of an old gentleman in a welsh fake hair with, I think, a chewed gum stuck on it. He was sitting behind such a high desk that, if he had been 2 inches taller, he must have knocked his head against the ceiling.

Scrooge: why, its old FeFefi Fezee, Fezi, Feziwwuwuwi, wik, wig, Feziwag, Feziwig! Bless his heart! Its Feziwag-wig, alive again! Fezziwig: Who said that who said I was old?! Nar: Actually, these things are just SHADOWS and whatsoever cant see, hear, or feel ghost 1 and Scrooge, since this is the past of Scrooge, we will be expecting to have 2 Scrooges in this scene. Fezziwig: Righhh.t, shaDows, cant see, hear, or fell, nut I knew someone called me old. (Sits down, laid down pen, looked up clockwhich was 7. Rub hands, laughs without reason) Ebenezer! Dick! Scrooge the 2nd and Dick: (came in) Scrooge: hehey! Thats Dick! D.E.E.K. Dick! Scrooge and Ghost: (stares) Ghost 1: do you think I cant hear you? Do you need to spell itINCORRECTLY? Scrooge: yessss???? Ghost 1: (stares with the eyes that says, Youre weird) Scrooge: Ok, so I thin thats a no. Ghost1: (sigh0 Scrooge: So where was I? Ah, yes my old fellow prentice, bless me, yes. There he is. He was very attached to me, was Dick, poor Dick, Dear, Dear! A while ago, you asked me if I needed to spell it, and so. My answer was yes! So M.Y.O.L.D.F.E Ghost1: Shh! shouting) JUST LISTEN! CANT YOU DO THAT?! Fezziwig; Yoho! My boys! No more work tonight. Christmas Eve, Dick, Christmas, Ebenezer! Lets have the shutters up, before a man can say Goromandoronggong Scrooge the Second: Say what Galongong? Dick: No, I think it was more like Gologologonggong Scrooge the Second: No, I heard gononggonong Dick: Nah, its monggongonga Scrooge: What I heard was Chap Sui Dick: Chap Sui? I heard Sumukakok Scrooge the second: Righh..t Gonogonomong. Fezziwig: Oh, nevermind that, it was an old family tradition word to say I took money from my mothers pocket. Oh, was it pocket.or purse? Oh well, Clear away my lads, and lets have some room here! Nar: And so it was done! Every moveable objects were thrown off, the floor was for the first time watered, the lamps were trimmed like a toenail, only it didnt smell, fuel was heaped upon the fire; and the ware house was as snug and warm and dry a ballroom as you would desire to see on a winter night. In came Mrs. Fezziwig. Mrs. Fezziwig: (enter) Nar: In came the 3 Ms. Fezziwigs; in came the six followers, in came the young men, in came the whosoever living and breathing humans. And group them as if playing the boat is sinking. Fezziwig: Well done! Nar: There were dances, and there were forfeits, and more dances and there was cake, and there were dances, and dances and there was Negus and there were dancing, and there was a great piece of cold roasted roast. And ..dances. and Oh! Did I mention there were dances?? When the watch struck eleven, this domestic ball broke up, Mr. and Mrs. Fezziwig went to each side of the door to shake the mortals hands when the mortals went out with a Merry Christmas greet. Mr. and Mrs. Fezziwig: (Do whatsoever Nar says) Nar: when the mortals had retired but the 2 prentices the prentices, they did the same to them; and the cheerful voices died away, and the lads were left to their beds, which was under a counter in a back shop.

Ghost 1: A small matter (stares at Scrooge weirdly) Scrooge: (crying) Ghost 1: why are you CRYING? Scrooge: IIm... (Sob) n.nn.n.no...Notsutsu cucurayyyin...g, Im sobbing. Ghost 1: then why are you sobbing? Scrooge: Good memories ghost one, good memories, they make me wanna cry.. Oh, I mean sob Ghost 1: Whats so good about that? You were justlike standing there! Scrooge: that was the longest time I stared in space Ghost 1: Okweird so to make these silly folks so full of gratitude. He has spent but a few pounds of your money-three or four perhaps. Is that too much that he deserves His praise? Scrooge: I isnt that, (walks in front of Ghost 1) it isnt that! (Puts hands in ghost 1s shoulder) IT ISNT THAT! (Shakes ghost 1s shoulder), He has the power to render us happy or unhappy to make our service light or burdensome- whatever burdensome is. Say that his power lies in words and looks, in things so slight and insignificant to add and count em up. What then? The happiness he gives is quite as great as if it cost a fortune. Ghost 1: (glance) What is the matter with you person? Scrooge: Nothing Particular Ghost1: Something, I think? Scrooge: No, no, I think I should like to be able to say a word or 2 to my clerk just now, thats all. Ghost 1: Quick! Nar: Everything go *poof* Except for Scrooge the second and with a fair young girl in a black dress, in whose eyes there were tears. Young girl: It matters little to you, very little. Another idol has displaced me; and if it can comfort you in time to come, as I would have tried to do, I have no just cause to grieve. Scrooge the 2nd: What idol has displaced you? Young girl: A golden one. You fear the world too much. I have seen your nobler aspiration fall off one by one, until the master passion, gain, engrosses you. Have I not? Scrooge: What then? Even if.. Hey, speaking of Even if (sings) Even if the sun refuse to shine.. Ok, Even if I have grown so much wiser.. Speaking of wiser, (sings) the wise man build his house upon the rock. Ok, back to the topic, Even if I have grown so much wiser, what then? I am not changed toward you. Have I ever sought release from our engagement? Young girl: In words, no, Never Scrooge the 2nd : In what then? Young girl: In a changed nature; in an altered spirit; in another atmosphere of life; another hope as its great end. If you were free today, tomorrow, next week, last month, yesterday, can even I release you with a full heart, for the love of him you once were. Scrooge: Ghost one?! Remove me from this place. Ghost 1: Are you forgetful??? I told you these were shadows of things that have happened. They are what they are! Do not blame me! Scrooge: JUST REMOVE ME!!! I CANNOT BEAR IT! LEAVE ME! TAKE MER BACK! HAUNT ME NO LONER! Ghost 1: I was haunting you? Nar: as he struggled with the ghost, he was conscious of being exhausted, and over come by an irresistible drowsiness; and, further, of being in his own bedroom. He had barely time to reel to bed before he sank into a heavy sleep Scrooge: (snore) Nar: STAVE THREE: THE SECOND OF THE THREE GHOSTS Scrooge awoke in his own bed room, and discovered there were traces of saliva on his pillow.

Scrooge: (wake up) Nar: He shuffled in his slippers, attracted by a great light there that had undergone a surprising transformation. The walls and ceiling so hung with living green that it looked a perfect grove. The leaves of holly mistletoe, and ivy reflected back the light, as if so many little mirrors had been scattered there; and such a chimney, as that petrifaction of a hearth mirrors had never known in Scrooges time, or Marleys or for many and many a winter season gone. I in easy state upon this couch there sat a giant glorious to see; Who bore a glowing torch, in shape like Plentys horn, and who raised it high to shed its light on Scrooge, as he came peeping round the door. Ghost 2: come in-come in, and know me better, man! I am the ghost 2nd Ghost of Christmas Present! Scrooge: What happened to the first ghost of Christmas present? Ghost 2: You mean the first Ghost of Christmas present? Oh he, yes, he transformed himself like a monster and swallowed a human because that human looks like you, and he didnt notice that that human was already expired and he got sick until he died. Heh, funny story. Scrooge: Ghost dies?? Ghost 2: I know its weird, so, back to the topic, you have never seen the like of me before. Scrooge: I know Ghost 2: Have never walked forth with the younger members of my family; meaning, my elder brothers born in these later years? Scrooge: I dont think I have, I am afraid I havent not for, I am abnormal Ghost2: good thing you know. Scrooge: Have you had many brothers, Ghost two? Ghost 2: brothers! I have tons of em. I remembered I was the chubbiest there. Actually more than 18 hundred, for there had already been more than 18 hundred Christmass. Scrooge: A tremendous family to provide for! Ghost 2, conduct me where you will. I went forth last night on compulsion, and learned a lesson which is working now. Tonight, if you have aught to teach me, let me profit by it. Ghost 2: Touch my robe. Scrooge: But you dont have a robe. Ghost 2: Oh, later, I will go shopping at Glorieta 2, Oh wait, was it Glorietta 2 or Divisoria? Oh yes, I remember now, Divisoria, its much cheaper and its pirated goodness. Scrooge: So what will I touch? Ghost 2: touch my shoes Scrooge: (touch) Nothing happens Ghost 2: yeah, I know, I just wanted you to touch my shoes so that you could touch that black bubble gum, and now its stuck on your finger and none on my shoes. Scrooge: Eeeww (Notices bubblegum) Hey! Is this mint? Ghost 2: Nope Scrooge: Oh, Ok fine, (put bubblegum in the shoulder of ghost 2) Ghost 2: I hate you Scrooge: (BIG SMILE) Ghost 2: Touch my unrobed body! Scrooge: (touch) Nar: Scrooge did as he was told, and held it fast. The room and its contents all vanished instantly, and they stood in the city streets upon a snowy Christmas morning. Scrooge and the ghost passed on, invisible, straight to Scrooges clerks and on the threshold of the door the spirit smiled, and stopped to bless Bob Scratchit, Scratchits wifes husbands wife dressed out but poorly in a twice-turned gown, but brave in ribbons, which are recycled and make a bought for negative P5. And she laid the cloth, assisted by Belinda Scratchit, second of her daughters, also brave in ribbons, because of course, you cant just stick a lollipop on your costume, so next to the cheapest of lollipop is ribbons. And she kind of kinda smells. While master Peter Scratchit plunged a fork

into the corners of his monstrous shirt collar into his mouth, rejoiced to find himself so gallantly attired, and yearned to show his linen in the fashionable parks. And now. 2 smaller Scratchit danced about the table *boom tarat tarat* and exalted master Peter Scratchit to the skies, while he blew the fire, until the slow potatoes, bubbling up, knocked loudly at the saucepan to be let out and ice creamed. Mrs. Scratchit: What has ever got your precious father then? And your bro Tim the Tiny! And Martha warnt as late last Christmas Day by half an hour! They are so Crazaloonotic. 1st young Scratchit: Whats Kwalazoholotik? Mrs. Scratchit: I dont know, WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME? (Sigh) Where are the amazing late trios? 2nd young Scratchit: Heres Martha, Mother! 1st & 2nd young Scratchits: Heres Martha, Mother! Hurrah! Theres such a goose, Martha! Mrs. Scratchit: Why bless your heart alive, my dear, how late you are! (Kiss x12, take her shawl and bonnet) Martha: wed a deal of work to finish up last night, and had to clear away this morning mother! Mrs. Scratchit: Well! Never mind as long as you are here, sit ye down before the fire, my dear, and have warm, Lord bless ye! 1st & 2nd young Scratchit: No, no! Theres father coming (spread) Hide, Martha, HIDE! Martha: (runs, panic, trips on the floor, and fell asleep) Bob: (enter) Nar: So Martha hid herself, accidentally, and in came little Bob, the father, with at least three feet of comforter, exclusive of the fringe, hangs down before him. Alas Tim the Tiny, he bore a little crutch, and had his limbs supported by an iron frame! Bob: Why, wheres our Martha? Mrs. Scratchit: Not coming Bob: Not coming?! Mrs. Scratchit: What are you, a parrot?? Why do you have to repeat what I have just said? Martha: (Snores out loud, SOL) Bob: (follows the snoring sound) Aha! There you are! Have you been playing Touch the color? Martha: (wakes up) Uh yes! The floor has amazing colors. (Hugs bob) Mrs. Scratchit: And how did Tm the Tiny behave? Bob: (hug Martha) As good as gold Mrs. Scratchit: So, if the golds shiny, he is also shiny? Bob: Oh, you know me, loves to exaggerate, and his better. Somehow he gets thoughtful, sitting by himself so much, and thinks the strangest things you ever heard. He told me, coming home, that he hoped the people saw him in the church because he was cripple, and it might be pleasant to them to remember, upon Christmas Day, who made lame beggars walk and blind men see. Nar: Bobs voice was becoming Santa-like, only he didnt ho-ho-hos his voice was too echoey that as if there were earthquakes. Nar: This active little crutch was heard upon the floor, and back came Tim the Tiny before another word was spoken, escorted by his bro and sis to his stool beside the fire; & while Bob, turning up his cuffs-as if, poor fellow, they were capable of being made more shabbycompounded some hot mixture in a jug and stirred it round and round, and put it on the hub to simmer, master Peter and the 2 ubiquitous, being everywhere at once, young Scratchit went to fetch the goose, with which returned in high procession. Mrs. Scratchit made the gravy hissing hot; Master Peter mashed the potatoes with incredible vigor; Miss Belinda sweetened up the applesauce; Martha dusted the hot plates; Bob took Tim the Tiny in a corner at the table; the 2 young Scratchits set chairs for everybody, not forgetting themselves, and mounting guard upon their posts & crammed their spoons in their mouths. At last the dishes were set on, and grace was said. And the goose was at the center, and Mrs. Scratchit holding the carve knife, stabbed the Chicken hundreds of times, as if she had a grudge on it.

Mr. Scratchit: Hold it there! It seems that you dont know how to chop a goose, give me that knife; you chop like a girl, whats the matter with you? (Poses with knife and then) Nar: but instead of chopping the poorly stabbed goose, the knife slipped from his hand and out of the window where they heard. Extra: (voice only) AHHHHH!!!! Mr. Scratchit: He he, you heard nothing. Martha: Oh well, as long as were together, and we have this poorly stabbed goose- because of mom and dad, we could still enjoy Christmas. All: awe Bob: Nice Speech, Martha. Im proud of you Martha: huh? Speech? Oh, Actually I was reading that words there (pointing), and I didnt mean to read it out loud. Nar: There never was such a goose. Bob said he didnt believe there ever was such a goose cooked; only boiled. Its tenderness and flavorhm strawberry? Size and cheapness, were the themes of universal admiration. As Mrs. Scratchit said with great delight they hadnt eaten it all at last! Yet everyone had had enough, and the youngest Scratchits in particular were steeped in sage and onion to the eyebrows! In half a minute Mrs. Scratchit entered flush but smiling proudly, - with the pudding just like a shoe box, so hard and firm and soft and bouncy with a 3 foot Christmas tree stuck into the top, but since it was too tall, they just have to use Christmas holly, whatever that is Bob: oh, a wonderful pudding, it looks like a Dictionary because its square Nar: At last dinner was done, the cloth was cleared, the hearth swept, and the fire made up. The compound in the jug being tasted and considered perfect apples and oranges put upon the table, and a shovelful of chestnuts on the fire. Then all the Scratchit family drew around the hearth, in what Bob discoverer and called it as circle, and at Bob Scratchits elbow stood the family display of glass- 2 tumblers and a custard cup without a handle, but of course, its not floating. These held the hot stuff from the jug, however, as well as golden goblets would have done, and Bob served it. While the chestnuts on the fire sputtered and crackled noisily. Bob: A Merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God Bless us! All: A Merry Christmas to us all, my dears. God Bless us! Tiny Tim: God Bless us every one! Bob: Mr. Scrooge! Ill give you Mr. Scrooge the Founder of the feast! Mrs. Scratchit: Mr. Scrooge indeed! I wish I had him here. Id give him a piece of my mind to feast upon, and I hope hed have a good appetite for it Bob: My dear, my children! Christmas Day! Mrs. Scratchit: It should be Christmas Day, I am sure, on which one drinks the health of such an odious, stingy, hard, unfeeling man as Mr. Scrooge. You know he is, Robert! Nobody knows it better than you do, poor fellow! Bob: my dear, Christmas Day. Mrs. Scratchit: Ill drink his health for your sake and the days, not for his. Long Life to him! A Merry Christmas and a happy New Year! Hail be the very merry and very happy. I have no doubt! Nar: There was nothing of high mark in this. They were not a handsome family, they were not well dressed their dress looks like cartolina with holes; their shoes were far from being waterproof, but good thing it was waterproof, their clothes were scanty, but they were happy, grateful, pleased with on another, and contented with the time, and when they faded, looked happier yet in the bright sprinklings of Ghost 2s torch at parting, Scrooge had his stare upon them and especially in Tim the Tiny until the last. It was a great surprise to Scrooge as this scene vanished, to hear a hearty laugh. It was a much greater surprise to Scrooge to recognize it was his own nephews and to find himself in a bright, dry, gleaming room, with the spirit standing smiling by his side and looking at that same nephew. His a fair, even-handed, noble-adjustment of things that

while there is infection in disease and sorrow, there is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor, but it never says here it has to be CORNY. When Scrooges nephew laughed, Scrooges niece by marriage laughed as heartily as he. Nephew: He said that Christmas was a humbug, as I live! He believe it, too! Niece: More shame for him, Fred! Nephew: Hes a comical old fellow, thats the truth; and not so pleasant as he might be. However, his offenses carry their own punishment and I have nothing to say against him. Who suffers by his ill whims? Himself always. Here he takes it in to his head to dislike us. Whats the consequence? He dont lose much of a dinner. Niece: Indeed, I think he loses a very good dinner. In fact, Ive never seen him eat before; do you think his scared of dinner? Nephew: Well, I am very glad to hear it, because I havent any great faith in these young housekeepers. What do you say Topper? Topper: No comment! Nar: After tea, they had some music, for they were a musical family and knew what the were about. When they sang a glee or catch, I can assure you- especially Topper, who could growl away in the bliss like a good one, and never swell the large veins in his forehead, or get red in the face over it. They sang Smack That, Even If, ABCDEFG, Nobody wanna see us together , and Pamela one .But they didnt wasted the whole evening to music. After a while, they played Tong-Itch; for it is a good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when its mighty founder was a child Himself. There was first a game at blind mans buff and then they played poke the eye, and then Mushi King, and then Jack & Poi, and then Adventure Quest! And until they played the No or Yes game, so Nephew here thought of the thingy. Nephew: Its a Character in Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens, and it has 2 ears, it can breathe, it has no tail, it lives in London, it can growl and yawn spreading his bad breath, yeah, his good at that, and its my uncle. Niece: you have an uncle?? Nephew: yes, hes your uncle, too Niece: I have an uncle??? Fred: Men, this is hard, Need more clues! Nephew: His also my Dads brother, and much more, hes a he! Topper: Wow! Nephew: Ok, Ok, Ill give you more clues; it starts with S and ends with crooge. Topper: OK! LET ME GUESS! Spongebob! Nephew: huh? Niece: Oh, I think he means Spongebob SQUARE-pants Nephew: I give up with you guys, Its ScroogeOK? The answers Scrooge Niece: He has two ears? OH MY GOOD NESS! Fred: I dont get it Nar: Scrooge become so gay and light of heart, yes, it did became light even though it carries a lot of blood. But the whole scene passed off in the breath of the last word spoken by his nephew. He was also surprised when he discovered that he was his nephew; and he and the spirit were again upon their travel. Much they saw and far they went, and many homes they visited, but always with a happy ending. Ghost 2 stood beside sick beds, and they were cheerful; on foreign lands and they were close at home and they were patient in their greater hope; by poverty, and it was rich. In almshouse, a dimension where poor people are too poor to support themselves, in hospitals, and in jail, in miserys every refuge, where vain man in his little brief authority had not, made fast the door, and barred ghost 2 out, he left his blessings and taught Scrooge his rules of living. Suddenly, as they stood together in an open place, the bell struck twelve, its amazing how bells

this days can struck, I thought they could only ring. Scrooge looked about him for the ghost 2, but it disappeared just like a ghost, AMAZING! As the last stroke ceased to vibrate, he remembered the prediction of Old Jacob Marley and lifting up his eyes, beheld a solemn phantom, draped and hooded, coming like a midst along the ground forward him. STAVE one two FOUR THE LAST OF THE THREE SPIRITS Nar: The phantom, no not Danny Phantom, slowly, silently, gravely approached. When it came near him, Scrooge bent down upon his knee; for in the air through which Ghost 3 moved it seemed to scatter the gloom and mystery. It was shrouded in a deep black garment, which hides its head, its face, its form, and left nothing of it visible, every thing of his was black. You might be thinking that you have seen this person already and looks very familiar, yes; we already have seen this kind. Some of you might disagree if I say this looks like Grim Reaper and would rather say that That guy looks like Batman! but no, it doesnt have glowy white triangle eyes and pointy sharp triangle ears, it doesnt even have triangular brief! Ghost 3: boo! Scrooge: (stare) Ghost 3: ha-ha scared ya. Scrooge: No you didnt Ghost 3: Oh men, Scrooge: Am I in the presence of the ghost of Christmas future? Ghost 3: (no comment) Scrooge; Ghost of the future; I fear you more than any ghosts I have seen. But as I know your purpose is to do me good, as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, I am prepared to bear your company, and do it with a thankful heart. Will you not speak to me? ARE YOU ABNORMAL? Ghost 3: no comment! Scrooge: Lead on! Lead on! The night is waning fast, and it is precious time to me, I know. Lead on! Lead on! Ghost 3! Actually, you look like Prince of Darkness, you know, in Super Inggo. But Ghost 3 will do. Nar: They scarcely seemed to enter the city; for the city rather seemed to spring up about them. But there they were in the heart of it; on Change among the merchants. Ghost 3 stopped beside one little knot of business, observing that the hand was pointed to them- as if his nails are clean. Scrooge: Its rude to point Ghost 3: Do I look like I care? Scrooge: I dont even see you, how could I know what you look like? Ghost 3: Just listen will you? Nar: Scrooge advanced to listen to their conversation Fat man: No, I dont know how much about it either way I only know hes dead Another: when did he die? Fat man: last night, I believe Another: Why, what was the matter with him? I thought hed never die. First: Goodness knows (yawns) Gentleman: What has he done with his money? Large-chine guy: I havent heard, Company perhaps, he hasnt left it to me. Thats all I know, bye bye. Nar: Scrooge thought that they were talking about the Death of Jacob Marley, yeah right. Scrooge looked around for Scrooge the 2nd in the future as he always did, wondering if he became transformers or something, but he saw no Scrooges at all. He was expecting maybe there was a new being of his self. They left this busy scene and went into an obscure part of the town, to a low shop where iron, old rags, bottles, bones and greasy rubbishes were bought. A gray-haired rascal, of great age, sat smoking his pipe. Scrooge and Grim Reaper- as you kids say it, Batman,

came into the presence of this man, just as a woman with a heavy bundle slunk into the shop. But she had scarcely entered; another woman came in followed by a man faded in black. After a blank astonishment, in which the old man with the pipe had joined them, they all 3 burst into an evil laugh. Woman 1: Let the charwoman, which is, a cleaning woman like Princess Sarah, alone to be first! Let the laundress alone to be the 2nd, and let the undertakers man alone to be the 3rd. Look here, old Joe, heres a chance; if we havent all 3 met here without meaning it! Joe: You couldnt have met in a better place. You were made free of it long ago, you know; and the other 2 aint strangers. What have you got to sell? What have you got to sell? Woman 1: you dont have to repeat what you just said, WERE NOT DEAF. Half a minutes patience, Joe, and you shall see. Joe: what odds then! What odds, Mrs. Dilber? Every person has a right to take care of themselves. He always did! Whos the worse for the loss of a few high like these? Not a dead man, I suppose. Woman 1: No, indeed, maam Joe: If he wanted to keep em after he was dead, a wicked old screw, why wasnt he natural in his lifetime? If hed have had somebody to look after him when he was struck with death, instead of lying gasping out of his last there, he was alone by himself. Woman 2: Its the truest word that ever was have said, its judgment on him. Woman 1: I wish it was a little heavier judgment, and it should have been, you may depend upon it, if I could have laid my hands on anything else. Open that bundle, Old Joe, and let me know the value of it. Speak out plain. Im not afraid to be the first, nor afraid for them to se it. Nar: Joe went down on his knees for the greater convenience of opening the bundle, and dragged out a large and heavy roll of some dark stuffs. Joe: What do you call this? Bed curtains Woman 1: Ah, Bed curtains! Dont drop that oil upon the blanket now. Woman 2: His blankets? Woman 1: Who elses do you think? Woman 2: oh, so... his, heh, still loves blankies huh? Woman 1: He isnt likely to take cold without em, I dare say. Ah! You may look through that shirt till your eyes ache; but you wont find a hole in it, nor a thread bare place. Its the best he had, and a fine one, too. Theyd have wasted it by dressing him up in it, if it hadnt been for me. Nar: Scrooge was horrified about this, even though he has no idea what they were talking about. Scrooge: Prince of Darkness! I see, I see. The case of this unhappy man might be my own. My life trends that way now. Merciful Heaven! What is this? Nar: the scene had changed, and now he almost touched a bare, uncurtained be. A pale light rising outer air fell straight upon his bed; and on it, unwatched, unwept, uncared for was the body of this plundered unknown man. Scrooge: Prince of Darkness, Ok thats too long to shout at all the time, so Ill just call you Ghost 3! Let me see some tenderness connected with a death, or this dark chamber, Ghost 3 will be forever present to me. Nar: The ghost conducted him to poor Bob Scratchits house- the dwelling he visited before- and found the mother and the children seated round the fire. Quiet, Very quiet. The x, X- noisy little Scratchits were as still as statues in one corner staring at Peter who was staring at his book which was blank, pretending to be a nerd. The mother and her daughters were engages in needlework, but surely they were very quiet! The mother laid her work upon the table, and put her hand up to her face. Mrs. Scratchit: The color hurts my eyes; Im becoming duling Peter: See, I told you Mom wasnt blind, if she was able to see the colors. She is also able to see you pick your nose, so stop it! Nar: but the X-noisy Scratchits have no comment

Mrs. Scratchit: Theyre better now again. It makes them weak by candlelight; and I wouldnt show weak eyes to your father when he comes home, for the world. It must be near his time. Peter: Past it rather, (close book with bang) But I think he has walked a little slower than he used these last few evenings, mother. Mrs. Scratchit: I have known him walk with Tim the Tiny upon his shoulder, very fast indeed. Peter: And so have I, often. Well, only after he shouts darna! All: And so have I Peter: But he was very light to carry, and his father loved him so, that it was no trouble- no trouble. And there is your father at the door! Nar: She hurried out to meet him and little Bob in his comforter. His coffee was ready for him on the hub, but it was not full, and traces of coffee were discovered on everyones upper lip. Bob was very cheerful with them, and spoke pleasantly to all the family. He looked at the work upon the table, and praised the industry and speed of Mrs. Scratchit and the girls. They would be done long before Sunday. Bob: Sunday! You went today, then, Robert? Peter: uhuh Bob: I wish you could have gone. It would do you good to see how green a place it is. But youll see it often. I promised him that I would walk there on a Sunday. My little child! Scrooge: Specter, something informs me that our parting moment is at hand. I know it, but I know not how. Tell me what man that was, with the covered face. Whom did we saw lying dead? TELL ME! Ghost 3: Come, come to the grave! Nar: And then they were there, like some sort of magic. But no, it was just a meter away from the Scratchits house, which is 2 steps away. No, were not talking about math; were talking about common sense. Nar: batman, whom we know as Ghost 3, stood among the graves, and pointed down to one of the graves Ghost 3: (point) Scrooge: hang in there, are these shadows the things that will surely happen or the things that MIGHT happen because I MIGHT change the future. Ghost 3: Why should I answer such a dumby dumb question? (Still pointing) Scrooge: humph! The ghost with the nerve. (Go near grave0 Nar: Scrooge crept toward it, trembling as he went.TREMBLING Scrooge: (tremble) Nar: And following the finger, read upon the stone of the neglected grave of his own name. Scrooge: ebeebebi, ibeneze...Zir? Ebenezer, zur, zar, ebenenezerrreee?? How do you read this thing? Ghost 3: Ebenezer Scrooge! You dumby dumb dumb! Scrooge: Ooohhh.. Oh no! Am I that man who lay upon the bed? Oh Shoot! No, Ghost 3, it just cant be! OH, No, No, No! Prince of Darkness-look-alike, hear me! I am the man I was. I will not be the man I must have been but for this series of unexpected events- why show me this?! If I am past all hope? Assure me that I yet may change these shadows you have shown me by a changed life. Off course, when I said changed life, I didnt mean to say I will become a man to woman. Nar: For the first time, the kind hand faltered. Scrooge: I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep all the year. I will live in the past, the present and the future. I will keep you ghost thingys lesson of Christmas in my life. Oh, tell me I may correction pen this writing on this stone! Nar: Holding up his hands in one last prayer to fate reversed, he saw an alternation in the Phantoms hood and dress. It shrunk, collapsed and dwindled down into a bedpost. STAVE FIVE: THE END OF IT

Nar: And he was back to his place before the ghosts visited him, if you people cant remember, he was back to his bedroom! Scrooge: I will live in the past, the present, and the future! I will live in the past, the present, and the future! I will live in the past, the present, and the future! so now what do I do? The spirits of all 3 shall strive within me. Oh Jacob Marley! Heaven and Christmas time be praised to this! I say it on my knees, Old Jacob, on my knees! Marley: (voice only) Im not old! Nar: He was so fluttered and so glowing with his good intensions that his broken voice would scarcely answer to his call. He had been sobbing violently in his conflict with the spirit, and his face was wet with tears. And it smells... So I think thats not only tears, but tears and saliva. Scrooge: They are not torn down. (Get blanky and put on fore arms, not four arms) they are not torn down, scratched and all. They are here; my bla-ha-hang-ky! Do not fear blanky! I am here! The shadows of the things that would have been may be dispelled; it might be changed. They will be; I know they will! Just like in Sana Maulit Muli, I can change the future! Nar: His hands were busy with his garments all this time; turning them inside out like crazy. Scrooge: Theres the saucepan that the gruel was in! Nar: Scrooge was starting off again and frisking round the fireplace. Scrooge: Theres the door by which the ghost of Jacob Marley entered! Theres the corner where Ghost 2 sat! Its all right; its not left; its all true; it all happened. Ha-ha-ha! Nar: Really, for a man who had been out of practice for so many years, it was a splendid laugh. The father of a long, long line of brilliant laughs! Scrooge; Ive no idea what day of the month it is! I dont know how long Ive been among the ghosts. I dont know anything. Im quite a baby. Nevermind, Id rather be a baby. Hallo! Whoop! Hallo here! Hallo there! Hallo everywhere! What is a hallo? Oh well. Nar: Running to the window, he opened it, not like as usual- he smacks his face on it, and puts his head out. No fog, No mist, just clear, bright, stirring cold; cold, piping for the blood to dance to; golden sunlight, actually it was whitish yellow, heavenly sky; sweet fresh air, yes, breathing too much can cause diabetes, merry bells. Oh glorious. Glorious! Scrooge; Hey you boy! Whats today? Nar: calling outside the window that was probably thought of looking for him. Boy: Eh? Scrooge: Whats today, my fine fellow? Boy: Look in the dictionary for the meaning of today. Scrooge: No, as in, whats happening today? Boy: its Christmas Scrooge: Christmas Day! I havent missed it! Boy: Youre suspiciously happy, are you trying to destroy Christmas like the Grinch? To tell you the truth, you look like Grinch. Scrooge: huh? Do I look green? Boy: youre weird and wacky freak Scrooge: Do you know the store where poultry is sold in the next street but one? Boy: I should hope I did. Scrooge: Cool, Do you know wether theyve sold the prize turkey that was hanging up there? Not the little prize turkey; the cheap one but off course big, too. Boy: what? The one as big as me? Scrooge: What a delightful boy! Its a pleasure to talk to him. Yes, my buck! Boy: Its hanging there now Scrooge: Is it? Go and buy it. Boy: whatever.

Scrooge: no, no, you go buy, me likey turkey, and tell em to bright here, that I may give them the direction where to take it. Come back with the man, and Ill give you a shilling. Come back with him less than five minutes, and Ill give you half a crown! Boy: (run) Nar: the boy was off like a shot. He must have had a steady hand at a trigger. Who could have got a shot off half so fast? When he was gone, Scrooge said. Scrooge: I NEVER PROMISED YOU THAT HALF CROWN! (Sigh) Ill send it to Bob Scratchits! (Rub hands) He shant know who sends it. Its twice the size of Tim the Tiny. No one ever made such a joke as sending it to Bobs will be. Nar: The hands in which he wrote the address was not a steady one, but write he did, somehow, and went down stairs to open the street door, ready for the coming of the turkey man. As he stood there, waiting for his arrival, the knocker caught his eye. Scrooge: I shall love it as long as I live! (Pat the turkey) I scarcely ever looked at it before because it was always poorly stabbed; but now. It looks turkeyful! Its a wonderful knocker! Hallo! Whoop! How are you? Merry Christmas! Nar: It was a turkey! Then inside he went, shaving his long hairy back and got out the streets with now the people greeting him. He had not gone far, but there he met the gentlemen whom he had talked to last time. Scrooge: My dear sir, (shake hands) How do you do? I hope you succeeded yesterday. It was very kind of you. Merry Christmas to you, sir! Gentleman 1: Mr. Scrooge? Scrooge: (whisper) Yes, That is my name and I fear it may not be pleasant to you. Allow me to ask your pardon. And will have the goodness. Gentleman 2: My dear sir, (shake hands) I dont know what to say to such huScrooge: Dont say anything, please. Come and see me, will you come and see me? Gentleman 2: I do! Gentleman 1: this is not a wedding; you dont say I do. Gentleman 2: Ok then, I shall. Scrooge: thankee, I am obliged to you. I thank you fifty times. Bless you Nar: He went to church, and walked about the streets, and watched the people hurrying to and fro, and patted children on the head, and questioned beggars, and looked down into the kitchens of houses, and up to the windows; and found that everything yield him pleasure. He had never dreamed that any walk could give him so much happiness. In the afternoon, he turned steps toward his nephews house. Nar: He passed the door a dozen times before he had the courage to group and knock. But he made a dash and knocked. And step one is SUCCESS! Scrooge: Is your master at home, my dear? Dear: yes sir. Scrooge: Where is he then? Dear: He is in the dining room, sir, along with the mistress. Ill show you upstairs if you please. (GO IN) Yoh! Fred! Fred: Why, bless my Soul! Whos that? Scrooge: It is I, You Uncle Scrooge. I have come to dinner. Will you let me in, Fred? Nar: Let him in! It is a mercy he didnt shake his arm off. He was at home for five minutes. Nothing could be heartier. His niece looked just the same. So did Topper when he came. So did the Plump Sister, when they came, wonderful party, wonderful games, wonderful unanimity, and wonderful happiness. He was early at the office next morning. Oh, he was early there, If he could only be there first, and catch Bob Scratchit coming late! That was the thing he had set his heart upon. And he did; yes he did! The clock struck nine. No Bob. A quarter past and a half behind his time.

Scrooge sat with his door open wide, that he might see him come into the tank. And Bob went inside. Scrooge: hallo! What do you mean by coming here at this time of day? Bob: I am sorry, sir. I am behind my time. Scrooge: you are? Yes, I think you are, Step this way, sir, if you want to experience electricity from a chair. Bob: Im only late for once a year, sir. It shall not be repeated. I was making rather merry yesterday, sir. Scrooge; Now, Ill tell you what, my friend. I am not going to stand this sort of thing any longer. And therefore I am about to raise you salary! Bob: Am I dreaming? Scrooge: nah Bob: are you sure? Scrooge: yes! Bob: (slap yourself) I am NOT dreaming! Scrooge: A Merry Christmas, Bob! A merrier Christmas, Bob, my good fellow, then I have given you for many years and endeavour to assist your struggling family, and we will discuss your affairs this very afternoon, over a Christmas bowl of smoking bishop, Bob! Make up fires, and buy another coal scuttle before you dot another I, Bob Scratchit!

<Everyone will be out of stage, only Nar talks>

Nar: Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tim the Tiny, who did not die, he was a second father. He became as good as a friend, as good as a mater, and as good as a man, as the good old city knew, or another good old city, town or borough, in the good old world. Same people laughed to see the alternation in him, but he let them laugh, and little heeded them; for he was wise enough on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their full of laughter in the outset; and knowing that such as these would be blind anyway, he thought it quite as well that they should wrinkle up their eyes in grins, as have the malady in less-attractive forms. His own heart laughed; and that was quite enough for him. He had no further intercourse with ghosts, but lived upon the total abstinence principle, even afterward; and it was always said of him that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us! And so Tim the Tiny observed, <And to make it exciting, all the characters go to stage and shouts>

God Bless Us Everyone!!!!

-Christmas Carol By Charles Dickens - The End-