A Christmas Carol (1999 TV Movie)
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: Is there no chance that boy will be spared?
The Ghost of Christmas Present: Not if the future remains unaltered. But so what if he dies? If he's going to do it he'd better do it quick and decrease the surplus population. If you be a man in your heart forbear that wicked cant until you've discovered what the surplus really is and where it is. Will you decided what men shall live, what men shall die? It may be that in the sight of Heaven you are more worthless and less fit to live than millions, like this poor man's child. Oh God, to hear the insect on the leaf pronouncing there is too much life among his hungry brothers in the dust!
Mrs. Cratchit: [talking about Scrooge and Christmas] He'll be about as merry as a graveyard on a wet Sunday.
[the Ghost of Christmas Present bursts into laughter]
Clergyman: A man that is born of woman hath but a short time to live and is full of misery. He cometh up and is cut down like a flower.
Bob Cratchit: I was wondering if you'd like Mr. Marley's name removed from the sign outside.
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: No; time will erase it at no cost to us.
[Scrooge appears at Fred's table, and clears his throat. Everyone turns and stares at him in amazement]
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: Fred? I-It's I. It's your Uncle Scrooge. I've come to dinner... will you have me, Fred?
Fred: [rising] Bless my soul! Have you? Of course we'll have you!
[he pumps his uncle's hand, but Scrooge waves him off and goes to Emily]
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: And you, my dear? Can you forgive a stupid old man who doesn't want to be left out in the cold anymore? Will you take me in?
Emily: Oh... Merry Christmas, Uncle!
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: You find my nephew amusing, Cratchit.
Bob Cratchit: He's a very pleasant fellow, sir.
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: You're another Christmas lunatic like him.
Bob Cratchit: If you say so, sir.
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: Oh, it seems you doubt me, Mr. Cratchit. What are you, then?
Bob Cratchit: Your clerk, Mr. Scrooge.
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge: My fifteen shilling a week clerk, with a wife and family, yet you babble about "Merry Christmas." I'll retire to Bedlam.