1. SCROOGE: (in awe) Ah, Belle! As beautiful as ever...
2. FIRST SPIRIT: A penniless girl... who loved you, Scrooge.
3. SCROOGE: And I, her. It didn’t matter that she had no dowry. We were so happy together...
4. FIRST SPIRIT: Until your career with Jacob Marley came between you. As you gained, so you lost. Do you see yourself? You’re older now--a man in the prime of life. Your eyes are greedy—the eager, restless eyes of a miser!
5. SCROOGE: (shaken) No! No! No! Spare me this! Not this, Spirit. (pleads) No!
6. BELLE: (tearful) This music box is a beautiful gift, Ebenezer, but I realize I matter little to you, very little. To protect yourself from a hard and cruel world, you have become hard and
cruel in response. I have tried to cheer and comfort you, but another idol has displaced me.
7. (OLD) SCROOGE: What idol could ever displace you, Belle?
8. BELLE: You now worship a golden idol. (sighs) Oh, Ebenezer, you’ve become another man.
9. (OLD) SCROOGE: I wanted security, success--for you. Belle!
10. BELLE: I seek tenderness, not riches. I release you from our engagement.
1. BOB CRATCHIT: (shocked) Not coming? Not coming upon Christmas Day?
2. MARTHA CRATCHIT: (coming out of hiding) Here I am, Father! (laughs) Merry
Christmas!
3. MRS. CRATCHIT: How did little Tim behave at church, Bob?
4. BOB CRATCHIT: As good as gold, Mother, and better, eh, Tim?
5. TINY TIM CRATCHIT: (coughs) They sang ever so nice, Mother. I hoped the people
saw me in the church, (coughs) because I’m a cripple And it might be pleasant for them to remember--on Christmas-- who made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.
6. BOB CRATCHIT: Bless you, my son. See Mother, his heart is strong and he will
get better. I know it.
7. BELINDA CRATCHIT: Oh, Let’s play a game! Father! Play “the memory game” with us! Please! Please!
MRS. CRATCHIT carries a small cooked goose to the table.
10. TINY TIM CRATCHIT: Oh, smell that Gooooooooooose! Hurrah! Look! Look! There