a christmas carol 3-4
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- Scrooge: Poor child. Poor child.
- First Spirit: Why poor?
- Second Spirit: A world away, Scrooge, at leat that far.
- Scrooge And Marley
- Scrooge: Fancy...fancy...*He tries to mask his feelings by being brusque* Its his way, a childs way to...to lose being alone in...in dreams, dreams...never matter if they are all nonsense, yes, nonsense. But hell be alright, grow out of it.
- *the procession follows the coffin off stage;*
- Scrooge And Marley
- Fan: *Fan runs in to child Scrooge* Brother, dear brother. *She kisses Child Scrooge* Ive come to bring you home, home for good and ever. Come home with me, come now.
- *flashback*
- *all 6 of Mrs. Cratchet's kids*
- Scrooge: Fan! Dear, dear Fan.
- *Scrooge and the Spirit start to step off a curb when a funeral procession enters with a child's coffin, followed by the poorhouse children, who are singing.
- Scrooge
- Seated on top of the coffin is a little girl. she and Scrooge look at one another*
- Second Spirit: That's the way to it, Scrooge.
- Mrs. Cratchet: *singing* When you wake, you shall have all the pretty little horses, blacks and bays, dapples and grey's, all the pretty little horses.
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