Richard's A Christmas Carol

Richard's A Christmas Carol is a movie based on the Charles Dickens story "A Christmas Carol".

Plot
An Appoplexian names Ebenezer Scrooge was sitting at his desk, with his Vaxasaurian worker, Bob Kratchet in the room next to him. Suddenly, Scrooge's calm nephew Fred came in.

"Merry Christmas, uncle! God save you!"

Scrooge grunted. "Eh, humbug!"

"Christmas a humbug? Surely, you don't believe that."

"What is Christmas, other than a time to find yourself a day poorer and not a penny richer? Why are you merry? You're poor enough."

"Why are you to be dismal? You're rich enough. Come, dine with us tomorrow!"

"I'd wish someone a good Christmas first. Tell me, Fred, why, why did you get married?"

"Because I fell in love."

"Because, you fell, in love? Good afternoon."

"Merry Christmas, uncle."

"Good afternoon."

"And even though it has not put a penny in my pocket, I say, GOD BLESS IT!"

"GOOD AFTERNOON!"

"Merry Christmas to you, too, Mr. Kratchet."

Scrooge had just sit down to continue work, when an Aburian Pelerota and a Gourmand walked in.

"Scrooge and Marley's I believe?" Bob guided them to Scrooge's room.

"Ah, yes. And do I have the pleasure of speaking to Mr. Scrooge or Mr. Marley?"

Scrooge looked at them, slightly annoyed. "Mr. Marley has been dead for seven years. He died seven years ago, this very night."

"Oh, well, I'm sure his generosity has passed on to his surviving partner. You see, we work for the charity for the poor. We are to help them find a home and dinner for the holidays."

"Are there no prisons?"

"Uh, y-yes. Yes, there are prisons."

"And are the work houses still in order?"

"I wish I could say no."

"Good, I was worried for a minute."

"Ah, yes. Now what should I put you down for?"

Scrooge looked up at the Pelerota. "Nothing."

"Oh, you wish to remain anonymous?"

"I wish to be left alone! I don't make merry myself on Christmas and I can't afford to make the poor merry, either. You said the prisons and work houses are still in order, why do they not go their?"

"Well, some would... rather die."

"If they are to die, they had better do it, and decrease the surpluss population."

The Cherity Workers gasped.

"Good afternoon gentlemen."

The charity workers left.

"I suppose you are going to want to have the day off tomorrow."

"It's only complementary."

"It isn't complementary, and it isn't fair. It is only a poor excuse to pick out of a man's pocket every twenty-fifth of December. But, I don't suppose, that, if you have the whole day, you be here only earlier the next morning."

Bob and Scrooge walked out, and Bob locked the doors, and they walked their seperate ways. Scrooge went into his private residence. Just as he went to put the key into the lock, the door knock became the face of a Tetramand.

"Jacob Marley?"

"SCROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOGGGGGGGEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Scrooge fell back. "Let me tell you something, door knock. Keep away from-" He looked up to see the door knock back to normal. "Humbug."

Still shaken from the activity at the door, Scrooge searched his rooms. He found nothing, so he sat down for a late meal before going to bed.