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|Birthday:||May 9, 1936|
|Birthplace:||Charlestown, Pendleton, England|
|Educated At:||Royal Academy Of Dramatic Art|
|Occupations:||Film Actor, Singer, Stage Actor, Film Director, Film Producer|
|Spouse:||Anouk Aimée, Jane Wenham|
AKA: Albert Finney
Birthday: May 9, 1936
Birthplace: Charlestown, Pendleton, England
Educated At: Royal Academy Of Dramatic Art
Nationality: United Kingdom
Occupations: Film Actor, Singer, Stage Actor, Film Director, Film Producer
Spouse: Anouk Aimée, Jane Wenham
Ebenezer Scrooge: I...I think I'd rather not.”
Ebenezer Scrooge: I have never met any of your brothers, sir!
Ghost of Christmas Present: You have never looked for them!”
Ghost of Christmas Present: What year is this?
Ebenezer Scrooge: Eighteen hundred and sixty.
Ghost of Christmas Present: Then I have eighteen hundred and fifty-nine brothers.”
Ebenezer Scrooge: Fire and damnation! Don't they know that I'm trying to run a business here? [flings the door open]
Nephew Fred: Uncle Ebenezer! I cannot tell you what a joy it is to see your happy, smiling face.
Ebenezer Scrooge: Oh...it's you.”
Nephew Fred: Seven o'clock on Christmas Eve? That's not business hours, that's drudgery for the sake of it, and an insult to all men of goodwill.
Bob Cratchit: Here, here!
Nephew Fred: [surprised] Thank you, Bob Cratchit.
Ebenezer Scrooge: [slowly turns to Cratchit] Another word from you, Cratchit, and you will celebrate Christmas by losing your position.
Bob Cratchit: Yes, Sir. Sorry, Mr. Scrooge.
Ebenezer Scrooge: [turning back to Fred] You're quite a powerful speaker, Sir. I wonder you don't go into politics. You're fool enough.”
Ebenezer Scrooge: Excellent! Then I suggest you do so!
2nd Portly Gentleman: What may we put down for you, sir?
Ebenezer Scrooge: Nothing, sir.
1st Portly Gentleman: Ah, you wish to remain anonymous.
Ebenezer Scrooge: I wish to be left alone, sir! That is what I wish! I don't make myself merry at Christmas and I cannot afford to make idle people merry. I have been forced to support the establishments I have mentioned through taxation and God knows they cost more than they're worth. Those who are badly off must go there.
2nd Portly Gentleman: Many would rather die than go there.
Ebenezer Scrooge: If they'd rather die, then they had better do it and decrease the surplus population, Good night, gentlemen. [walks away, then turns back] Humbug!”
Bob Cratchit: Yes. No. You're Father Christmas?
Ebenezer Scrooge: [chuckles] No. [pulls down his mask briefly]
Mrs. Cratchit: [screams] It's Mr. Scrooge! He's gone mad!
Bob Cratchit: It's all right, dear. There's nothing to be frightened of.
Ebenezer Scrooge: No, I haven't gone mad. And on Monday, when your salary is doubled.
Bob Cratchit: Doubled? [to his wife] He has gone mad!
Ebenezer Scrooge: We'll set together and discuss how I can help your family to start with. We'll find the right doctors to get Tiny Tim well. And we will get him well you don't.
Bob Cratchit: Yes! I believe you, I believe anything!”
Jacob Marley's Ghost: I wear the chain I forged in life. I made it, link by link and yard by yard, while on Earth, and now I will never be rid of it, any more than you will ever be rid of yours!
Ebenezer Scrooge: [shocked] Mine?
Jacob Marley's Ghost: It was as heavy and long as this seven Christmases ago. It's a terrible, ponderous chain you are making, Scrooge!
Ebenezer Scrooge: Tell me more, Marley, but speak comfort to me!
Jacob Marley's Ghost: I have none to give.
Ebenezer Scrooge: None?
Jacob Marley's Ghost: Comfort comes from other sources, Ebenezer Scrooge, and is given by other ministers than I to other kinds of men than you. When I lived, my spirit, like yours, never walked beyond the narrow limits of our counting house.
Ebenezer Scrooge: But you were always a good man of business, Jacob.
Jacob Marley's Ghost: Mankind should be our business, Ebenezer, but we seldom attend to it... as you shall see.”
Ghost of Christmas Past: What's so marvelous? He's merely spent a few pounds of your mortal money. Three or four, perhaps. What is that to be deserving of so much praise?
Ebenezer Scrooge: You don't understand. He had the power to make us happy or unhappy, to make our work a pleasure or a burden. It's nothing to do with money!”
Ghost of Christmas Present: It will cost you nothing, which I'm sure is good news for you.
Ebenezer Scrooge: Will they be able to see me?
Ghost of Christmas Present: No, which I'm sure is good news for them.”
Tom - Friend of Harry's: Harry, I've visited you every Christmas for the past five years, and to this day I can never understand this extraordinary ritual of toasting the health of your old uncle Ebenezer. I mean, everyone knows he's the most miserable old skinflint that ever walked God's earth.
Ebenezer Scrooge: [glaring] Who's he?
Ghost of Christmas Present: Oh... just a friend.
Nephew Fred: My dear Tom, it's very simple. He is indeed a despicable old miser, worse than you could ever possibly imagine. [Ghost of Christmas Present bursts out laughing]
Ebenezer Scrooge: You find this amusing?
Ghost of Christmas Present: Believe it or not, he likes you.
Nephew Fred: See, I look at it this way: If I can wish a Merry Christmas to him, who is beyond dispute the most obnoxious and parsimonious of all living creatures, then I know in my heart that I am truly a man of goodwill.
Ebenezer Scrooge: [rising to lunge at Fred] Scoundrel!
Ghost of Christmas Present: Wait! There's more to come.
Nephew Fred: And besides... I like old Scrooge!
Ghost of Christmas Present: What did I tell you?”
Ghost of Christmas Past: I am the spirit whose coming was foretold to you.
Ebenezer Scrooge: You don't look like a ghost.
Ghost of Christmas Past: Thank you.
Ebenezer Scrooge: May I inquire more precisely who or what you are?
Ghost of Christmas Past: I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
Ebenezer Scrooge: Long past?
Ghost of Christmas Past: No. Your past.
Ebenezer Scrooge: And what business brings you here?
Ghost of Christmas Past: Your welfare.
Ebenezer Scrooge: [scoffs] To be wakened by a ghost at one o'clock in the morning is hardly conducive to my welfare!
Ghost of Christmas Past: Your redemption, then.”
Ebenezer Scrooge: Marley! Where am I?
Jacob Marley's Ghost: I should have thought it was obvious. I heard you were coming down today, so I thought I'd come to greet you, show you to your quarters. Nobody else wanted to.
Ebenezer Scrooge: That's... that's very civil of you, Marley. I...I...I...I am dead, aren't I?
Jacob Marley's Ghost: As a coffin nail.
Ebenezer Scrooge: I...I had rather hoped I'd end up in Heaven.
Jacob Marley's Ghost: Did you, indeed? You may find your office here rather small, but not, I trust, unfamiliar.
Ebenezer Scrooge: Office?
Jacob Marley's Ghost: Your activities in life were so pleasing to Lucifer that he has appointed you to be his personal clerk. A singular honor. You will be to him, so to speak, what Bob Cratchit was to you.
Ebenezer Scrooge: That's not fair! It's... it's...
Jacob Marley's Ghost: Diabolical. I must confess, I find it not altogether unamusing.”
Ebenezer Scrooge: God save me from Christmas. It's another humbug.
Nephew Fred: Christmas a humbug? Come, now. I'm sure you don't mean that.
Ebenezer Scrooge: And I'm sure that I do mean that. Merry Christmas, indeed. What reason have you got to be merry? You're poor enough.
Nephew Fred: What reason have you got to be miserable? You're rich enough.
Ebenezer Scrooge: There is no such thing as rich enough, only poor enough.
Nephew Fred: Don't be so dismal, Uncle Ebenezer!
Ebenezer Scrooge: What else can I be when I live in a world full of fools babbling Merry Christmas at one another? What's Christmas but a time for finding yourself a year older and not a day richer? There's nothing merry in that. If I could work my will, nephew, every idiot who goes about with Merry Christmas on his lips should be boiled with his own pudding and buried with a stake of holly through his heart.”
Ebenezer Scrooge: No.
Tom Jenkins: And there'll be a free can of broth, sir, every night for the coming year in gratitude for your infinite kindness...in giving me another two weeks to pay.
Ebenezer Scrooge: One week.
Tom Jenkins: Ten days?
Ebenezer Scrooge: One week.
Tom Jenkins: [defeated] One week.
Ebenezer Scrooge: And put a lid on that stuff, I'll take it home.”