-Merry Christmas sir!
‐What?... Nonsense! Stop that noise! Can't a man live in peace?
-But sir..
-Go away at once! Christmas they say! Humbug!
-Cratchit, why are you fooling around and what are you doing with that piece of coal?
‐I...I was trying to warm the office Mr. Scrooge... It's quite freezing in here...
-Bah...humbug! You don't need more! Put that back and don't make useless expenses!
-But Mr. Scrooge..
-Get on with your work Cratchit!...
-Christmas...Humbug! What a poor excuse for picking one's pocket every 25th of December...Well Cratchit... you are taking advantage of my generosity...You can have the day off but I will pay you half your wage for tomorrow!
-Ok Mr. Scrooge...Thank you sir...
-Merry Christmas uncle Ebenezer! God save you!
-God save me from Christmas, it's another humbug! What reason have you to be merry, you're poor enough!
-What reason you got to be miserable, you're rich enough! Especially this time of the year! So I want to invite you for dinner with me and my wife tomorrow!
-You didn't have enough problems you got yourself married! Now leave, you're wasting my time, I have work to do!
-Ok, but my offer stands! You're always welcome uncle!
‐Excuse me sir...It's..seven o'clock sir...
-Correct!
-May I leave now sir? If that's okay with you...
-The problem with you Cratchit is that you always think of your own pleasure...Well...you can leave...but make sure you come earlier the next morning!
-Of course, thank you sir! You are so kind! Merry Christmas Mr. Scrooge!
-Get out of here and take your merry Christmas with you!
-No offense sir...good evening!
-Look, it's father!
-Hi my loves! Guess what! I have some money in my pocket ready to be spent on Christmas goodies! So who wants to join me to the market?
-Yay! I do!
-Me too!
-Tiny Tim! Will you come?
-I want to but...I won't be able to catch up with you!
-Don't worry about that my little man! I will carry you on my back!
-Thank you father! Will we get some candy too?
-Of course we will! Are you comfortable?
-Yes, I am!
-Ok everyone! Put on your coats and we're ready to go!
-Good evening sir! Have we the pleasure to address to Mr. Scrooge or Mr. Marley?
-Mr. Marley died seven years ago this very night!...But I was about to leave my office! What do you want?
-Mr Scrooge, at this festive season of the year it's more than usually desirable that we make some slight provision for the poor who suffer greatly at the present time! What can we put you down for sir?
-Nothing! I pay my taxes to support public institutions like prisons and workhouses. Can't they go there?
-Many can't go there and many would rather die!
-Perhaps they'd better do so and decrease the surplus population! Good afternoon gentlemen!
-Scrooooge!...
-J...Jacob...?...Jacob Marley...?....No way....humbug!
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