[the Ghost of Christmas Present has brought Scrooge to the home of Bob Cratchit]
Scrooge: I want to look in the window.
Ghost of Christmas Present: It will cost you nothing, which I'm sure is good news for you.
Scrooge: Will they be able to see me?
Ghost: No, which I'm sure is good news for them.
Ghost of Jacob Marley: Hello, Ebeneezer. I've been waiting here for you; I heard you were coming down, today. Thought I'd be here to greet you; show you to your new office... no one else wanted to...
1st Portly Gentleman: Mr. Scrooge, sir, we find it more than usually desirable that we make some slight provision for the poor and destitute.
Ebenezer Scrooge: Excellent! Than I suggest you do so!
[trying to collect Christmas donations]
2nd Portly Gentleman: What may we put you down for, sir?
Scrooge: Nothing, sir.
1st Portly Gentleman: Ah, you wish to remain anonymous.
Scrooge: I wish to be left alone, sir! That is what I wish! I don't make myself merry at Christmas and I can't afford to make idle people merry. I have been forced to support the establishments I 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.
Scrooge: If they'd rather die, they had better do it and decrease the surplus population. Good night, gentlemen.
[Walks away, then turns back]
Scrooge: Humbug!
Ghost of Christmas Present: There is never enough time to do or say all the things that we would wish. The thing is to try to do as much as you can in the time that you have. Remember Scrooge, time is short, and suddenly, you're not here any more.
Scrooge: What reason have you got to be merry? You're poor enough.
Fred: What reason have you got to be miserable? You're rich enough.
Scrooge: There is no such thing as rich enough; only poor enough.
Scrooge: Who are you?
Ghost of Christmas Past: I am the spirit whose coming was foretold to you.
Scrooge: You don't look like a ghost.
Ghost: Thank you.
Scrooge: May I inquire as to more precisely who or what you are?
Ghost: I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
Scrooge: Long past?
Ghost: No. Your past.
[In front of a toy store window]
Bob Cratchit: Well, my loves, which one do you like best, eh?
Kathy Cratchit: I like the dolly in the corner.
Tiny Tim: I like all of them.
Bob Cratchit: Good boy? And why not one in particular?
Tiny Tim: Well... you said I can't have none of them, so I might as well like them all.
Scrooge: Fifteen shillings a week, a wife and five children... and he still talks of a Merry Christmas!
Source: IMDb
