[The boy and Man appear with the Turkey.]SCROOGE: Here's comes the Turkey. Hallo! Whoop! How are you! Merry <strong>Christmas</strong>! Why, it'simpossible to carry that to Camden Town. You must catch a cab.[Scrooge pays the BOY. Then pays the Poulterer for the Turkey and the cab.]RETURN OF A PHILANTHROPISTSCROOGE: My dear, sir! How do you do? I hope you succeeded yesterday. It was very kind of you. AMerry <strong>Christmas</strong> to you, sir!MR. CHARLTON: Mr. Scrooge?SCROOGE: Yes. That is my name, and I fear it may not be pleasant to you. Allow me to ask yourpardon. And will you have the goodness to... [Scrooge whispers into his ear.]MR. CHARLTON: Lord bless me! My dear Scrooge, are you serious?SCROOGE: If you please. Not a farthing less. A great many back-payments are included in it, I assureyou. Will you do me that favor?MR. CHARLTON: My dear sir, I don't know what to say to such munifi--SCROOGE: [Scrooge interrupts.] Don't say anything, please. Come and see me. Will you come and seeme?MR. CHARLTON: I will!SCROOGE: Thank you! I am much obliged to you. I thank you fifty times. Bless you![Scrooge goes to Fred's home. Scrooge's niece is startled and nearly falls over.]FRED: Why bless my soul! Who's that?SCROOGE: It's I. Your uncle Scrooge. I have come to dinner. Will you let me in, Fred?Fred grabs his hand shaking it almost off!FRED: Why, yes, dear uncle! Why, yes![Everyone greets him with excitement.]SCROOGE: After dinner, how about a game of Yes and No!SCROOGE AND MARLEY'SSCROOGE: Hallo! What do you mean by coming here at this time of day?BOB CRATCHIT: I'm very sorry, sir. I am behind my time.SCROOGE: You are? Yes. I think you are. Step this way, sir, if you please.22
BOB CRATCHIT: It's only once a year, sir. It shall not be repeated. I was making rather merryyesterday, sir.SCROOGE: Now, I'll tell you what, my friend. I am not going to stand for this sort of thing any longer.And therefore... and therefore... and therefore... I am about to raise your salary![Bob Cratchit nearly falls over backward.]SCROOGE: A Merry <strong>Christmas</strong>, Bob! A merrier <strong>Christmas</strong>, Bob, my good fellow, than I have givenyou for many a year! I'll raise your salary, and endeavor to assist your struggling family, and we willdiscuss your affairs this very afternoon, over a <strong>Christmas</strong> bowl of smoking bishop, Bob! ...Make up thefires, and buy another coal-scuttle before you dot another i, Bob Cratchit!NARRATOR: Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more; and to Tiny Tim,who did not die, he was a second father.[Tiny Tim enters from side-stage as Scrooge enters on the opposite side. They run to the center and TinyTim jumps into Scrooge's arms in a hug. Tiny Tim is then hoisted to Scrooge's shoulder and the skipoffstage.]NARRATOR: He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old cityknew, or any other good old city, town, or borough, in the good old world. Some people laughed to seethe alteration in him, but he let them laugh, and little heeded them, for he was wise enough to know thatnothing ever happened on this globe, for good, at which some people did not have their fill of laughter inthe onset; and knowing that such as these would be blind anyway, he thought it quite as well that theyshould 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 encounters with Spirits, and it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep<strong>Christmas</strong> well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us, and all of us!And so, as Tiny Tim observed...TINY TIM: God bless Us, Every One!23