A Christmas Carol

Our holiday tradition continues

Re-Imagined Radio
Season 06, Episode 05
Final Draft

Premier broadcast: December 20, 2018

Adapted, Produced, Hosted by John F. Barber


Synopsis
Re-Imagined Radio presents Metropolitan Performing Arts, and their live performance of "A Christmas Carol" at Kiggins Theatre, Vancouver, WA, December 20, 2018. This performance is based on the December 24, 1939 Campbell Playhouse radio adaptation of the Charles Dickens' novella, A Christmas Carol, starring Lionel Barrymore as Scrooge, and Orson Welles as narrator, with members of the Mercury Theatre on the Air.


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VFX: Backdrop slide 1
MUSIC: METROPOLITAN PERFORMING ARTS CAROLERS
MUSIC: BRIDGE P1
VFX: BACKDROP SLIDE 2: On Air
Music: STAGER
VFX: BACKDROP SLIDE 1: Black
announcer
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, and welcome to another performance by the Re-Imagined Radio Project. The message of tonight's performance—that humanity far outweighs riches—is most important as we contemplate the changes and uncertainties ahead of us, as a culture, a community, a country. We hope you enjoy our performance, and we wish you very happy and safe holidays.
MUSIC: BRIDGE P2
Act 1, Office of Scrooge and Marley
VFX: BACKDROP SLIDE 4: Scrooge-Marley office (exterior)
NARRATOR
Once upon a Christmas Eve, on a mean and shabby street in London, stood the office of Scrooge and Marley. Marley was seven years dead. But Scrooge never bothered to paint over Marley's name on the weathered sign above the front door.
SCROOGE
A waste of time, paint, and money!
NARRATOR
Scrooge and Marley were partners for many years. But Ebenezer Scrooge was a tight-fisted hand at the grindstone. A squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous, old sinner he was! A frosty rime remained permanently upon his head, his eyebrows, and on his wiry chin. His coldness iced his office in the dog-days, and didn't thaw it out one degree at Christmas. A fact attested by Bob Cratchit, Scrooge's overworked and shivering clerk . . .
SFX: RATTLING OF STOVE DOOR, COAL IN SCUTTLE, ETC.
SFX: FIRE, continue under
VFX: BACKDROP SLIDE 5: Scrooge-Marley office (interior)
SCROOGE
Hey, hey, you there! Bob Cratchit! Come here! What are you doing there?!
CRATCHIT
Why, ah . . . (COUGHS) Well, you see, my stove's gone out Mr. Scrooge. I'm only putting a bit more coal in the fire, seeing it's so cold in here, sir.
SCROOGE
You put that coal back into the scuttle! A fire! A fire, indeed. I can tell you, if you use coal at that rate, you and I will soon be parting company, Bob Cratchit. You understand that? There's many a young fella'd like your situation, you know.
CRATCHIT
Oh yes. Yes indeed. I'm sorry, sir. My fingers were getting stiff with the cold . . .
SCROOGE
Then put on your mittens . . .
SFX: FIRE OUT
SFX: KNOCK AT THE DOOR
SCROOGE
There is someone at the door. Go and see who it is.
CRATCHIT
Yes sir.
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: DOOR BELL
SFX: FOOTSTEPS
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Good afternoon, sir.
CRATCHIT
Good afternoon.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Is this the firm of Scrooge and Marley?
CRATCHIT
Yes, sir.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
I should like to see the head of the firm, if I may.
CRATCHIT
Oh, very good, sir.
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
SFX: DOOR BELL
SCROOGE
What is it?
CRATCHIT
A gentleman to see you, Mr. Scrooge.
SCROOGE
What?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Have I the pleasure of addressing Mr. Scrooge, or Mr. Marley?
SCROOGE
Marley's been dead these seven years tonight. I'm Scrooge.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Well, now, Mr. Scrooge, at this season of the year, it's only fitting that we who are more fortunate should help with food, clothing, and shelter for those less fortunate. You may not believe it, sir, but many in our community are now in want of common necessities.
SCROOGE
(GROWLS)
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
And many more will soon be afflicted if the government continues its reckless course.
SCROOGE
(GROWLS) Are there no shelters?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Well, there are some, sir, but never enough, especially at this time of year when safety and sanctuary are most needed.
SCROOGE
Are there no share houses, no food banks?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Yes, sir, there are. But they alone cannot meet the community needs.
SCROOGE
What about the LOCAL government? What are they doing?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Well sir, we HAVE elected a female mayor, our first ever. She is very much hands on in operational style, but there are decades of head-in-the sand resistance to change that must be overcome.
SCROOGE
Business will carry us forward by creating jobs and lowering the deficit.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
They cannot do it alone, sir. It takes a city, everyone working together. And at this time of the year, some additional provision for the poor and the destitute must be made.
SCROOGE
(SCOFFS)
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
A few of us are endeavoring to help, you see. And, uh, what shall I put you down for?
SCROOGE
Nothing!
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Oh, I see. You wish to be anonymous, sir?
SCROOGE
I wish to be left alone! I don't make merry myself and do not wish to help make idle people merry. I help to support the establishments that take care of the poor . . . they cost enough in taxes. Let those who are badly off go there.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Many can't go there, sir. And many would rather die. Many will die.
SCROOGE
Then, my advice to them is to do so and decrease the surplus population. Besides, I've only your word for it that all this is so.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
It's the truth, Mr. Scrooge.
SCROOGE
Well, so be it, then. It's not my business. It's enough for a man to understand his own business, and not to interfere with other people's. Mine occupies me constantly. Good afternoon, sir!
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
I quite understand, Mr. Scrooge. Good afternoon.
SCROOGE
Cratchit! Show this gentleman out.
CRATCHIT
Yes, sir.
SFX: FOOTSTEPS TO THE DOOR
CRATCHIT
This way, sir, please. (LOWERS HIS VOICE) Sir, I couldn't help overhearing. I should like to contribute tuppence.
SCROOGE
Cratchit!
CRATCHIT
(TO SCROOGE) Yes, sir! (LOWERS HIS VOICE, TO CHARITY GENTLEMAN) It isn't much but it's all I can afford. But there are others in worse situation than I.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
You're a generous fellow. I wish I might say so of your employer.
SCROOGE
(IMPATIENT) Cratchit!
CRATCHIT
(TO SCROOGE) Yes, sir
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Good afternoon, sir.
CRATCHIT
Good afternoon.
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: DOOR BELL
SCROOGE
Cratchit!
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Merry Christmas.
CRATCHIT
Merry Christmas. (TO SCROOGE) Yes, sir!
SCROOGE
Close the door!
CRATCHIT
Yes, sir.
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
SFX: DOOR BELL
SFX: CRATCHIT'S FOOTSTEPS SLOWLY BACK TO DESK
CRATCHIT
(SIGHS, TO HIMSELF) . . . twenty-four, thirty-one. One, carry three. A new scarlet tippet for Tiny Tim. A comb for Martha. Thirty-three. Three and carry three. A hair-ribbon for Belinda. Four, seven, twelve, fifteen.
SCROOGE
Cratchit!
CRATCHIT
Yes, sir? Yes, sir?
SCROOGE
It's late, and other businesses will be closing, like fools. We may as well close up the office now.
CRATCHIT
Yes, sir. It IS getting a little dark. Hard to see the figures.
SCROOGE
I . . . I suppose you'll want the entire day tomorrow?
CRATCHIT
If it's quite convenient, sir.
SCROOGE
It's not convenient . . . and it's not fair, either. But I suppose I can't do anything about it. Heh. If . . . if I was to stop half-a-crown of your wages, you'd think yourself very ill-used, I'll be bound?
CRATCHIT
Well, sir, I . . .
SCROOGE
Yes, but you don't think me ill-used, when I pay a day's wages for no work.
CRATCHIT
It's only once a year, sir.
SCROOGE
Once a year! Once a year, indeed. A fine excuse for picking a man's pocket every twenty-fifth of December! Why not even the County gives a paid holiday to its employees! But I suppose there's no good talking. You must have the whole day. Well, see that you're here all the earlier the next morning. You understand?
CRATCHIT
Oh, I will, sir. Good night, sir. And merry Christmas.
SFX: FOOTSTEPS
SCROOGE
Bah!
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: DOOR BELL
CRATCHIT
Oh, my! Mr. Scrooge, it's your nephew, Mr. Fred. Merry Christmas to you, Mr. Fred.
FRED
And a Merry Christmas to you as well, Bob! And the missus. And to Tiny Tim!
CRATCHIT
Oh, thank you, Mr. Fred! Same to you, sir. Good day, sir.
FRED
Good day, Bob!
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
SFX: DOOR BELL
SFX: FOOTSTEPS
FRED
Merry Christmas! God save you, uncle!
SCROOGE
Bah! Humbug!
FRED
Christmas a humbug? Uncle! Now, I'm sure you don't mean that!
SCROOGE
I mean JUST that . . . exactly that! Merry Christmas! What right have you to be merry? What reason have you? You're poor enough.
FRED
Well, what right have you to be dismal about Christmas, uncle? You're rich enough.
SCROOGE
Bah!
FRED
Now, uncle, don't be cross.
SCROOGE
Well, what else can I say when I live in such a world of fools? If I could work my will, every idiot who goes about with 'Merry Christmas' on his lips would be boiled with his own pudding, and buried with a stake of holly through his heart!
FRED
Uncle!
SCROOGE
Now, nephew. Keep Christmas in your own way, and let me keep it in mine.
FRED
Keep it? But you don't keep Christmas, uncle.
SCROOGE
Well, let me leave it alone, then. What do you want? A Christmas gift, I've no doubt.
FRED
I came to wish you a merry Christmas, uncle.
SCROOGE
A merry Christmas! Much good may Christmas do you. Humbug!
FRED
There are many things from which I derive good by which I have not profited materially, I dare say, uncle. For example, I have no slogan hats for sale. But I have always thought of Christmas time as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time; And therefore, uncle, though it has never put a scrap of gold or silver in my pocket, I believe it has done me good, and will do me good; and I say, God bless it!
SCROOGE
I wonder you don't go into Congress. You talk enough nonsense.
FRED
Oh, don't be angry, uncle. I want nothing from you. I ask nothing of you. Why can't we be friends?
SCROOGE
Good afternoon.
FRED
I'm sorry you feel that way. Well, I tried. (EXITING) A merry Christmas to you, uncle!
SFX: FOOTSTEPS
SCROOGE
Good afternoon.
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: DOOR BELL
FRED
And a happy New Year, too!
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
SFX: DOOR BELL
SCROOGE
Bah! Humbug! Christmas! Nonsense. Twaddle. Flummery. Fake news!
BACKDROP SLIDE 6: PRE-SHOW
MUSIC: METROPOLITAN PERFORMING ARTS CAROLERS
Act 2: SCROOGE and GHOST OF MARLEY
BACKDROP SLIDE 7: Street-night
NARRATOR
The office of Scrooge and Marley was closed. Bob Cratchit, with the long ends of his white comforter dangling below his waist (for he boasted no great-coat), went down a slide on Cornhill, twenty times, in honor of Christmas Eve, and then ran home as hard as he could to spend the evening with his family.
Scrooge, on the other hand, took a melancholy dinner in his usual melancholy tavern. After spending the rest of the evening with his banker's-book, he went to his dismal house.
Scrooge walked through his rooms to see that all was right. Sitting-room. Bedroom. Storage room. All as they should be. Nobody under the table, nobody under the sofa, nobody under the bed, nobody in the closet.
SFX: FIRE
NARRATOR
Scrooge locked himself in. He double-locked himself in. He took off his cravat, put on his dressing-gown and slippers, and his nightcap, and sat down before the small fire, allowing himself the pleasure of its meager warmth.
BACKDROP SLIDE 8: BLACK
SFX: CLOCK WESTMINSTER SEQUENCE
SFX: CLOCK STRIKES TEN
BACKDROP SLIDE 9: GHOST OF MARLEY FADES SLOWLY UP FROM BLACK
SCROOGE
(YAWNS MIGHTILY, COUGHS, THEN AMAZED) Marley. Marley? Marley! I could have sworn I saw old . . . Ah! Humbug. Marley's been dead these seven years. Humbug. All humbug. What I need is a good night's . . .
SFX: CLANKING CHAINS
SCROOGE
What? What's that?
SFX: MORE NOISE, DRAGGING CHAINS, NOW CLOSER
MARLEY
(HIS VOICE ECHOING, WITH REVERB, FROM A DISTANCE) Ebenezer Scrooooooge . . .
SCROOGE
Someone is here. But the door's locked and double-locked! Something' . . . is coming! Some . . . something is . . . is coming closer. Outside my door. Bah! I won't believe it. It's humbug still!
SFX: CHAINS NOW CLOSER
MARLEY
(GHOSTLY) Ebenezer Scrooooge! Ebenezer Scrooooooge!
SCROOGE
(GASPS) Marley! (NERVOUS SQUEAK) Oh, no. What do you want with me?
MARLEY
I want much of you, Ebenezer.
SCROOGE
Who . . . who are you?
MARLEY
Ask me who I was.
SCROOGE
Oh ho. You're very particular, for a ghost. All right then. Who were you?
MARLEY
In life, I was your partner, Jacob Marley.
SCROOGE
(SKEPTICAL) Jacob Marley! But you're dead. You died seven years ago.
MARLEY
Seven years ago this very night.
SCROOGE
(SCOFFS)
MARLEY
What's wrong, Ebenezer? Don't you believe in me?
SCROOGE
I do not.
MARLEY
You doubt your senses, Ebenezer?
SCROOGE
Yes. Yes. Because a little thing affects them. A slight disorder of the stomach makes them cheats. You . . . you can't be a ghost. You may be an undigested bit of beef, or a blot of mustard, or a crumb of cheese, a fragment of an underdone potato. (CHUCKLES) There may be more gravy than grave about you, whatever you are! Ah, humbug, I tell you. Humbug!
MARLEY
(RAISES A FRIGHTFUL CRY AND RATTLES CHAINS)
SFX: CHAINS RATTLING
SCROOGE
(SHIVERS AND SHUDDERS IN FEAR) I do believe in you. You ARE a ghost, Jacob.
MARLEY
Thank you.
SCROOGE
But why . . . why do you walk the earth, Jacob? Why do you come to me?
MARLEY
It is required of every man that the spirit within him should walk abroad among his fellow men, and travel far and wide, to witness what it cannot share, but might have shared on earth, and turned to happiness.
SCROOGE
But tell me, Jacob, what is that chain you wear around you?
MARLEY
I wear the chain I forged in life. I made it link by link, and yard by yard; by my own free will. Is its pattern strange to you, Ebenezer?
SCROOGE
Cashboxes? Keys and padlocks? Ledgers and purses?
MARLEY
Yours was as heavy and as long as this, seven years ago. You have labored on it since, Ebenezer.
SCROOGE
Old Jacob, speak comfort to me, Jacob!
MARLEY
Comfort I have none to give. I cannot rest, I cannot stay, I cannot linger. Weary journeys lie before me.
SCROOGE
You travel fast?
MARLEY
Yes, Ebenezer. On the wings of the wind.
SCROOGE
Ah, seven years dead and traveling all the time.
MARLEY
Seven years, Ebenezer. Seven years of remorse. Ebenezer, do you know that no space of regret can make amends for one life's opportunities misused?
SCROOGE
But you were always a good man of business, Jacob.
MARLEY
Business! Mankind was my business! Charity, mercy, benevolence . . . they were all my business. The dealings of my trade were but a drop of water in the comprehensive ocean of my business!
SCROOGE
Jacob, Jacob, don't take on so, now. Jacob . . .
MARLEY
Listen to me, Ebenezer.
SCROOGE
I'll listen to you, Jacob. Speak to me but don't be so flowery.
MARLEY
Ebenezer, I am here to warn you that you have yet a chance of hope of escaping my fate. Do you hear that, Ebenezer?
SCROOGE
Yes, Jacob. Yes, you always were a good friend to me, Jacob. Thanks, Jacob. But . . . but go on, go on, go on, go on. How shall I escape? Oh, I'm afraid, Jacob.
MARLEY
You will be haunted by Three Spirits.
SCROOGE
Is that the only chance and hope, Jacob?
MARLEY
Without their visits, you cannot hope to shun the path I tread. Expect the first tomorrow, when the bell tolls One.
SCROOGE
Couldn't I take them all at once, and have it over, Jacob?
MARLEY
Ebenezer, for your own sake, remember what has passed between us! Remember, when the bell tolls One, look for the first Spirit!
SFX: RUSTLE OF THE GHOST AND ITS CHAINS
SCROOGE
Marley! Jacob Marley!
MUSIC: SUSPENSE
BACKDROP SLIDE 10: FADE TO BLACK
Act 3: GHOST of CHRISTMAS PAST, SCROOGE'S HOME
SFX: CLOCK STRIKES WESTMINSTER CHIME
SFX: PAUSE, THEN STRIKES ONE
SFX: WIND, fade down and continue under Scene 3 and Scene 4.
BACKDROP SLIDE 11: GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST, fade up from black
NARRATOR
Scrooge awoke. He was lying on his bed. Suddenly, the curtains of his bed were drawn aside, and Scrooge found himself face to face with the unearthly visitor who drew them, as close to it as you are to the person sitting at your elbow.
It was a strange figure . . . like a child, yet not so like a child as like an old man. Its hair, which hung about its neck and down its back, was white as if with age, and yet the face had not a wrinkle in it, and the tenderest bloom was on the skin. The arms were long and muscular, the hands the same, as if its hold were of uncommon strength.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
(ECHOING) Ebenezer Scrooge.
SCROOGE
(GASPS) Who . . . who's that?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Ebenezer Scrooge, I have come for you.
SCROOGE
You . . .? Are . . . are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold me?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
I am that Spirit.
SCROOGE
Who . . .? What are you?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
I am the Ghost of Christmas Past.
SCROOGE
Long Past?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
No. Your past.
SCROOGE
But . . . what do you want of me? What brings you here to haunt me?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Your welfare, Ebenezer Scrooge. Rise! and walk with me!
SCROOGE
Walk? In these slippers, dressing gown, night cap?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Come, we will leave by the window.
SCROOGE
Oh no, no, no. That is all very well for spirits. But I am mortal, and will fall down.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
I will keep you safe. Come! Follow me!
BACKDROP SLIDE 12: FADE TO BLACK
Act 4: SCROOGE'S SCHOOL
BACKDROP SLIDE 13: SCROOGE'S SCHOOL
SFX: Wind
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Look, just below us, Ebenezer Scrooge. Do you know this place.
SCROOGE
Why yes, I know it Spirit. I was a boy here. See, there is my old school with the cupola and the bell hanging in it.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Come, let us go closer. (BEAT) Look through the window into that cold, barren room. What do you see, Ebenezer Scrooge?
SCROOGE
I see a boy.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
A solitary child, neglected by his family. Alone.
SCROOGE
Yes, yes, I see. I know that boy. (SIGHS) Oh. I was that boy. So lonely when the school master told me Christmas was not for everyone, that self-pity was degrading.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
A very wise man. Don't you agree, Ebenezer?
SCROOGE
Agh. Of course I don't agree, Spirit. Christmas is important for every child of that age. There was a young waif singing outside my office yesterday. I should have given him something. Oh, well. Too late now.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Is it? Come Ebenezer Scrooge. Let us see another Christmas.
BACKDROP SLIDE 14: FADE TO BLACK
SFX: WIND OUT
ACT 5: FEZZIWIG'S PARTY
BACKDROP SLIDE 15: FEZZIWIG'S PARTY
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Now we are in the city. And that lonely boy is older. Do you know this warehouse, Ebenezer
SCROOGE
(DELIGHTED) Know it?! Know it! This is the counting-house where I was apprenticed! (AFTER A PAUSE) It's my old master! Bless his heart; old Fezziwig! My master . . . alive again! And hosting one of his Christmas parties! (CHUCKLES HAPPILY)
SFX: FEZZIWIG PARTY
SFX: PARTY SOUNDS provided by cast, down and continue under
FEZZIWIG
(CALLS A DANCE IN B.G.) Pick your partners! Show us all what you have learned while attending Metropolitan Performing Arts!
SCROOGE
Listen to him!
FEZZIWIG
Corkscrew! Thread the needle and back to your places!
SCROOGE
(LAUGHS ALONG WITH CROWD) OH, look! There's Mrs. Fezziwig herself, looking younger than any of 'em! And the tables, all loaded with roasts and cider, mince pie and beer! Oh, what a jolly time we used to have!
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
That carefree young man with the light heart and the gay smile? Do you recognize him?
SCROOGE
Yes, yes, yes. Merciful Heaven. How happy I was then.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
A small matter for old Fezziwig to make those silly folks so full of joy.
SCROOGE
(INDIGNANT) Small matter! Small, indeed.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Isn't it? He has spent only a few pounds of your mortal money. Is that so much that he deserves praise?
SCROOGE
(SCOFFS) It's not that, Spirit. Old Fezziwig has the power to make us happy or unhappy, to make our service light or heavy. His power lies in words and looks and in things so tiny that it's impossible to count them up. The happiness he gives is quite as great as if it cost a . . . a . . .
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
What is the matter?
SCROOGE
Oh, nothing. Nothing at all, Spirit.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Something, I think?
SCROOGE
No, no.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Speak.
SCROOGE
Well, only. . . It's just that I should like to be able to say a word or two to MY clerk, Bob Cratchit. That's all.
SFX: FEZZIWIG PARTY, UP FOR A MOMENT, THEN FADES OUT. Carolers return to seats.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
My time grows short. And we have yet another journey to make.
SCROOGE
Where now?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
Come!
BACKDROP SLIDE 16: FADE TO BLACK
MUSIC: BRIDGE
Act 6: BELLE RELEASES SCROOGE
BACKDROP SLIDE 17: BELLE RELEASES SCROOGE
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
This is our last visit to your past, Ebenezer. Here, in this little room, with a fair young girl by your side. Do you recognize yourself, Ebenezer?
SCROOGE
(GASPS) No, no. No, no, no, no. Spare me this!
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
You're older now. A man in the prime of life. Your face has begun to wear the signs of care and avarice. Your eyes are greedy. The eager, restless eyes of a miser.
SCROOGE
No! No, please!
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
She knows it, too . . . that girl by your side. There are tears in her eyes.
BELLE
It matters little to you, very little . . . I know that.
YOUNG SCROOGE
Belle, have I changed toward you?
BELLE
When we were engaged, we were both poor.
YOUNG SCROOGE
Was it better then? Better to be poor?
BELLE
Better, at least, to be happy. You're changed. You were another man, then.
YOUNG SCROOGE
I was a boy! You blame me because I've grown wiser? Have I ever tried to break our engagement?
BELLE
In words, no. Never.
YOUNG SCROOGE
In what, then?
BELLE
In a changed nature. In an altered spirit. In everything that made my love of any value in your sight. So I release you from your promise.
YOUNG SCROOGE
Belle!
BELLE
Oh, at first, it may cause you pain to lose me . . . a very brief pain. But soon it will be dim, like a half-remembered dream . . . an unprofitable dream. And you will be glad to be awake from such a dream. May you be happy in the life you have chosen, Ebenezer.
SCROOGE
That's enough! Show me no more! Take me home!
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST
These were shadows of the things that HAVE been. That they are what they are, do not blame me.
SCROOGE
No. No more. No more. Spirit, Spirit, I can't bear any more. Leave me. Haunt me no more. Take me back! Take me back!
BACKDROP SLIDE 18: PRESHOW
MUSIC: METROPOLITAN PERFORMING ARTS CAROLERS
BACKDROP SLIDE 19: FADE TO BLACK
Act 7: Interior, Scrooge's Home. GHOST of CHRISTMAS PRESENT and SCROOGE
BACKDROP SLIDE 20: FADE UP SLOWLY GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT AND SCROOGE
NARRATOR
Scrooge awakened suddenly and sat bolt upright in his own bed. He remembered the words of Marley's ghost and wondered from which direction the second specter would appear.
As he waited he became aware gradually of a great blaze of ruddy light, which seemed to shine upon him from the adjoining room. He got up softly and shuffled in his slippers to the door.
It was his own sitting room . . . no doubt about that. But it had undergone a surprising transformation. The walls and ceiling were so hung with living green, that it looked a perfect grove; from every part of which, bright gleaming berries glistened and such a mighty blaze went roaring up the chimney, as had never been known in Scrooge's time. Heaped up on the floor, to form a kind of throne, were turkeys, geese, game, poultry, great joints of meat, suckling-pigs, long wreaths of sausages, mince-pies, plum-puddings, barrels of oysters, red-hot chestnuts, and seething bowls of punch, that made the chamber dim with their delicious steam.
In easy state upon this couch, there sat a jolly Giant, glorious to see, who bore a glowing torch, in shape not unlike Plenty's horn, and held it up, high up, to shed its light on Scrooge, as he came peeping round the door.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Come in! Come in, Ebenezer Scrooge, and know me better, man!
SCROOGE
Who . . .? Who . . .?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
I am the Ghost of Christmas Present! Look upon me! You've never seen the like of me before!
SCROOGE
You're . . . You're different from the other Spirit. You're tall, almost a giant. And that great torch you carry . . .
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Its light pours into the homes of rich and poor alike.
SCROOGE
Spirit, take me where you will. Last time I went against my will and learnt a lesson which is working now. If you have anything to teach me, let me profit by it.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Take my hand, Ebenezer Scrooge! Take my hand!
BACKDROP SLIDE 21: FADE TO BLACK
MUSIC: ESTABLISH, THEN UNDER
NARRATOR
(PARTNERS ANNOUNCEMENT) You are listening to a live Re-Imagined Radio performance of "A Radio Christmas Carol." Our performance comes to you live from the historic Kiggins Theatre in downtown Vancouver, Washington. Re-Imagined Radio is a partnership between Kiggins Theatre, Metropolitan Agency, KXRW-FM, and The Creative Media & Digital Culture Program at Washington State University Vancouver. We return now to our program.
Act 8: CRATCHIT HOME
BACKDROP SLIDE 22: CRATCHIT HOME
SCROOGE
Where have you brought me, Spirit?
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
A humble dwelling in a humble street.
SCROOGE
It IS humble enough.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Yet there is happiness there.
SCROOGE
Who . . . who are these people? Who's that woman? And the children?
SFX: FAMILY CHATTER INCREASES UNDER FOLLOWING
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
These are the family of your clerk, Bob Cratchit. His wife, dressed in a twice-turned gown, but brave in ribbons, laying the table for their Christmas dinner. And there, assisting her, is her daughter Belinda. And the young man with the fork in the stuffing . . . that's Master Peter Cratchit. And the two little Cratchits. Listen, Scrooge.
SFX: FAMILY CHATTER CONTINUES
YOUNG GIRL
Here's Martha, mother!
AD LIBS
Martha! (EXCITED CHATTER)
MRS. CRATCHIT
Why, bless your heart alive, Martha, my dear, merry Christmas to you!
MARTHA
Merry Christmas, Mother!
AD LIBS
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
MRS. CRATCHIT
How late you are, my dear.
MARTHA
Oh, we'd a deal of work to finish up last night and we had to clear away this morning.
MRS. CRATCHIT
Well, never mind so long as you're here now. Sit ye down before the fire and have a warm, Lord bless ye!
MARTHA
Where's father?
MRS. CRATCHIT
He's been to church with Tiny Tim. They'll be along directly.
MARTHA
(CONCERNED) How IS Tiny Tim, mother? Any better at all?
MRS. CRATCHIT
Sometimes I think he is. And sometimes I think . . . oh, dear God, if anything should happen to Tiny Tim . . .
MARTHA
Mother! You mustn't even THINK of such a thing!
SFX: DOOR OPENS. CRATCHIT AND TINY TIM ENTER
CHILDREN AD LIB
Here they are!
MRS. CRATCHIT
There's Tiny Tim!
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
CRATCHIT
Merry Christmas, everybody! Martha! Welcome, my dear!
MARTHA
Merry Christmas, father! And Tim!
SFX: FOOTSTEPS: TINY TIM AND BOB CRATCHIT
TINY TIM
Merry Christmas, Martha!
MARTHA
Oh, Tim, you darling! Oh, father, I'm so glad to be home.
CRATCHIT
And we're so glad to have you, Martha.
MRS. CRATCHIT
And how did little Tim behave in church, Bob?
CRATCHIT
Oh, as good as gold, and better.
TINY TIM
I like church, Mother. Oh, they sang the nicest songs. I hope people saw me there.
MRS. CRATCHIT
Saw you there? And why, Tim?
TINY TIM
Well, don't you see? Because I'm lame. And if they saw my crutch, it might be pleasant for them to remember on Christmas who it was made lame beggars walk, and blind men see.
CRATCHIT
Oh, bless you, my son.
CHILDREN AD LIB
Are we ready to eat, Mother? Come on, let's eat! (CHILDREN CONTINUE TO CHATTER UNDER FOLLOWING)
SFX: DISHES, ETC. AT TABLE
MRS. CRATCHIT
Yes, children. We're all ready. Come, come take your places now. And, Bob, wait your turn . . . there's plenty! Stuffing and dressing and plum pudding for all of you. Martha, you take care of Tiny Tim.
MARTHA
Yes, Mother.
MRS. CRATCHIT
You see that he eats plenty, he must get tall and well. Now, sit down, sit down, everyone!
CRATCHIT
And, now, my dears, with such a dinner, a toast. A Merry Christmas to us all. And God bless us!
MRS. CRATCHIT
Amen.
SFX: CLINKING GLASSES OF TOAST
TINY TIM
God bless us every one!
CRATCHIT
And, now, to Mr. Scrooge!
CHILDREN AD LIB
(UNHAPPY) Awwwww!
CRATCHIT
I give you a toast to Mr. Scrooge . . . the Founder of the Feast!
MRS. CRATCHIT
(UPSET) The Founder of the Feast indeed! . . . who pays you all of fifteen shillings a week! I wish I had him here. I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast on, and I hope he'd have a good appetite for it!
CRATCHIT
(PROTESTS) Oh, my dear . . . the children! Christmas Day.
MRS. CRATCHIT
Well, it should be Christmas Day, I'm sure, on which one drinks the health of such an odious, stingy, unfeeling man as Mr. Scrooge. You know he is, Bob! Nobody knows it better than you, poor fellow!
CRATCHIT
(INSISTS) My dear, Christmas Day.
MRS. CRATCHIT
I'll drink his health for your sake and the Day's, not for his. Long life to him! A merry Christmas and a happy new year! He'll be very merry and very happy, I have no doubt!
TINY TIM
And I say, God bless him, too, Mother. And God bless us, everyone.
CHILDREN AD LIB
(AGREEING WITH TIM)
BACKDROP SLIDE 23: PRESHOW
MUSIC PERFORMANCE: METROPOLITAN PERFORMING ARTS CAROLERS
Act 9: FATE OF TINY TIM
BACKDROP SLIDE 24: FATE OF TINY TIM
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Are those tears in your eyes Ebenezer Scrooge?
SCROOGE
Cratchit never told me his boy was lame.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
He has worn that brace, and carried that little crutch for as long as he can remember. They are not a handsome family, these Cratchits. They are not well dressed. Their shoes are far from being water-proof. Their clothes are scanty, and have known, very likely, the insides of a pawnbroker's. But, they are happy, grateful, pleased with one another, and contented with the time. But my time on this globe ends tonight, Ebenezer. I must away.
SCROOGE
Wait! Wait. Wait. Tell me this before you leave.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Yes?
SCROOGE
Spirit, tell me if Tiny Tim will live.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
I see a vacant seat in the poor chimney-corner, and a crutch without an owner, carefully preserved.
SCROOGE
Oh, No, no, kind Spirit! Say he will be spared. Say he will live.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
If these shadows remain unaltered by the Future, Ebenezer, the child will die.
SCROOGE
No, no, no, oh, no, no.
GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT
Will it not be better if he dies? As you once said, "It will decrease the surplus population." Farewell, Ebenezer. The Ghost of Christmas Future awaits you.
BACKDROP SLIDE 25: FADE TO BLACK
MUSIC: BIG ACCENT
Act 10: GHOST of CHRISTMAS FUTURE and SCROOGE
BACKDROP SLIDE 26: GHOST OF CHRISTMAS FUTURE
NARRATOR
Scrooge found himself once more in his bed, in his dressing gown with his nightcap on his head. He remembered the prediction of old Jacob Marley, and lifting up his eyes, beheld the Ghost of Christmas Future . . . a solemn Phantom, shrouded in black, draped and hooded, coming towards him, slowly and silently, like a mist along the ground.
SCROOGE
I know you. You . . . you are the Ghost of Christmas Future. You'll show me the shadows of things that have not happened, but will happen in the time before us. Answer me, Spirit! I fear you more than any specter I've seen. Yet I know your purpose is to do me good, and as I hope to live to be another man from what I was, lead on. Lead on! The night is waning fast, and time is precious.
SCROOGE
Spirit! Why . . . why have you brought me here again? Here to Bob Cratchit's home? But it's not the same . . . What . . . ?  Why is it so quiet, so very quiet here?
MRS. CRATCHIT
(WEEPING)
MARTHA
Mother. . . . Mother, please.
MRS. CRATCHIT
(WEEPING) Oh, my son. My little son. Tiny Tim. I loved him so.
MARTHA
Oh, Mother dear, you mustn't. It's almost time for father to be home. Don't let him see you crying.
MRS. CRATCHIT
Yes. Yes, Martha.
MARTHA
He's late tonight.
MRS. CRATCHIT
He walks slower than he used to. And yet I've known him to walk very fast indeed with Tiny Tim on his shoulder.
MARTHA
So have I, Mother.
MRS. CRATCHIT
But he was light to carry. And his father loved him so that it was no trouble: no trouble . . .
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: CRATCHIT FOOTSTEPS
MRS. CRATCHIT
Bob!
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
CRATCHIT
Good evening, my dear.
MRS. CRATCHIT
You're late, Bob.
CRATCHIT
Yes, I'm sorry, my dear. I . . . I went to the church yard today. I wish you could have gone with me. It would have done your heart good to see how sweet and green a place it is. But you'll see it often, I promised him. Yes, I promised Tiny Tim we'd walk there on a Sunday.
MARTHA
Father, dear.
MRS. CRATCHIT
It's God's will, Bob.
CRATCHIT
I'm trying to understand it, my dear. (TO HIMSELF) My son. My little son, Tiny Tim. And I loved him so.
BACKDROP SLIDE 27: FADE TO BLACK
MUSIC: DARK ACCENT
Act 11: FATE OF SCROOGE
BACKDROP SLIDE 28: STREET, NIGHT
SCROOGE
Oh, that's cruel. Cruel. Spirit? Can't you give me one ray of hope that I may change all that? That Tiny Tim may live?
MUSIC: OMINOUS ACCENT
SCROOGE
Where are you taking me now? Here? On a common street, Spirit? What is there for me to learn here? Who . . . who are those men?
1ST MAN
I don't know much about it, either way. I only know he's dead.
2ND MAN
When did he die?
1ST MAN
Last night, I believe.
2ND MAN
From what I hear, it's likely to be a very cheap funeral, for upon my life, I don't know anybody to go to it. Suppose we make up a party and volunteer?
1ST MAN
I don't mind going if a lunch is provided. (BOTH MEN LAUGH)
2ND MAN
Come to think of it, I'll bet I was his best friend.
1ST MAN
What?
2ND MAN
We used to nod to each other when we met in the street. (MORE LAUGHS)
SCROOGE
Spirit, help me. Who is this man that died? Is there no one to mourn the poor creature? No one to follow him to the grave? Perhaps they'll give him a green grave at least, like poor Tiny Tim. Perhaps . . .
MUSIC: ... SUDDEN ACCENT
SCROOGE
Ah, now I see it. Uh huh. There's writing on that stone. The name on the gravestone is . . . (READS, AWED) Ebenezer Scrooge. Ebenezer Scrooge?! Oh, no, no, Spirit! No, no, no! Hear me! I'm not the man I was! Why show me this, if I am past all hope?! Tell me that I can change these dreadful shadows you've shown me by an altered life! I'll honor Christmas in my heart! I'll . . .I'll try to keep it all the year. I'll live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. And I'll not shut out the lessons that they teach. Tell me, Spirit, oh, go on, tell me! Tell me that I can sponge away the writing on that stone, Spirit. I beg you, Spirit! I beg you!
BACKDROP SLIDE 29: PRE-SHOW
MUSIC PERFORMANCE: METROPOLITAN PERFORMING ARTS CAROLERS
Act 12: SCROOGE BUYS A GOOSE
BACKDROP SLIDE 30: GOOSE
NARRATOR
Scrooge woke a changed man.
SCROOGE
Why, what's this? It's my own bedpost. Oh! I'm home. In my own bed. In my own room. And the sun! The sun's shining! It's clear! It's bright! No fog! What a beautiful day. Oh, glorious, glorious.
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: JINGLE BELL ON STREET
SCROOGE
(CALLS OUT) Hey, hello! Oh, excuse me!
GOOSE PERSON
Yes, sir?
SCROOGE
What . . . What day is today?
GOOSE PERSON
What's that, sir?
SCROOGE
What day is it, my fine friend?
GOOSE PERSON
Today? Why, it's Christmas Day.
SCROOGE
Ha ha! Christmas Day! Then I haven't missed it. The Spirits have done it all in one night. All in one night. Heaven be praised.
GOOSE PERSON
How's that, sir?
SCROOGE
Listen, er, you know where the Poulterer is, in the next street?
GOOSE PERSON
I should say I do!
SCROOGE
Ha! An intelligent person! A remarkable person! Tell me, do you know if they sold the prize goose that was hanging in the window?
GOOSE PERSON
The one as big as me?
SCROOGE
(To himself) Hee hee hee! What a delightful person! It's a pleasure to talk to ye. (To GOOSE PERSON) Yes, my friend!
GOOSE PERSON
It's hanging there now, sir.
SCROOGE
That's wonderful. Go down, will you? And tell them to send it to Bob Cratchit and his family on Broad Street. And, mind you, they're not to know who paid for it. Go along, hurry, hurry, my friend. Here, here, wait a minute. Here's half-a-crown for your trouble.
GOOSE PERSON
Yes, sir! Yes, sir! And a merry Christmas, sir!
SCROOGE
Ha ha! And a merry Christmas to you, my friend!
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
SFX: JINGLE BELL OUT
SCROOGE
(TO HIMSELF) Oh! I don't know what to do! I'm as light as a feather! As happy as an angel! I'm as merry as a schoolboy! (CALLS OUT) Merry Christmas! (LAUGHS) A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world. Whoo! Whoo! Hallooo! Ah, let's see. I must get dressed. Yes, I have much to do. It is going to be a very busy day. Yes, ha, a very busy day.
MUSIC: BRIDGE
Act 13: SCROOGE ENJOYS CHRISTMAS
BACKDROP SLIDE 31: PRE-SHOW
NARRATOR
And it was a very busy day. Ebenezer Scrooge was out observing Christmas in the merriest way. Scrooge talked with everyone he met.
SCROOGE
My dear sir! How do you do?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
I . . . I beg your pardon?
SCROOGE
Well, you, sir . . . aren't you the gentleman who came to my office in regard to that charity?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Why, yes, sir.
SCROOGE
A merry Christmas to you.
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Er, yes, sir.
SCROOGE
Allow me to ask your pardon, sir. And will you have the goodness to accept . . . (LOWERS HIS VOICE) I prefer to whisper this. (WHISPERS)
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Wha--? But Lord bless me! My dear Mr. Scrooge, are you serious?
SCROOGE
If you please. Now, not a farthing less. (CHUCKLES) A great many back-payments are included in it, I assure you! Heh! Will you do me that favor?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
Well, my dear sir, I don't know what to say to such generosity!
SCROOGE
Now! Don't say anything, please. Come and see me. Will you . . . will you come and see me?
CHARITY GENTLEMAN
I will! I will, indeed.
SCROOGE
Ha ha! Thank you. I am much obliged to you. I thank you fifty times. Bless you! Merry Christmas!
NARRATOR
As he walked about, Scrooge looked so delighted that people could not resist talking to him.
MAN ON STREET
Merry Christmas, Mr. Scrooge.
SCROOGE
Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!
NARRATOR
Yes, and he stopped to pat children on the head.
SCROOGE
Hee, hee, Merry Christmas, my dear.
NARRATOR
And he gave shillings to beggars.
BEGGAR
God bless you, Mr. Scrooge.
NARRATOR
And Scrooge even went calling on his nephew. And his nephew's wife kissed him. Oh, Scrooge had a wonderful time. And a wonderful Christmas.
BACKDROP SLIDE 32: FADE TO BLACK
Act 14: SCROOGE SURPRISES CRATCHIT
BACKDROP SLIDE 33: Scrooge-Marley office (interior)
NARRATOR
Next morning, Scrooge was early at his office. He went early for a reason. If he could only be there first, and catch Bob Cratchit coming late! That was the thing he'd set his heart upon.
And he did it; yes, he did! The clock struck nine. No Cratchit. A quarter past. No Cratchit. Scrooge sat with his door wide open, that he might see Cratchit come in.
When Cratchit did arrive, Scrooge called out . . .
SFX: DOOR OPENS
SFX: DOOR BELL
SCROOGE
Hallo, you Cratchit!
CRATCHIT
Yes, sir?
SFX: DOOR CLOSES
SFX: DOOR BELL
SCROOGE
Step this way, Cratchit, if you please.
SFX: CRATCHIT'S RELUCTANT FOOTSTEPS
SCROOGE
Cratchit! What do you mean by coming in at this time of day?
CRATCHIT
Why, I am very sorry, sir. I am behind my time.
SCROOGE
You are. Yes, yes. I think you are.
CRATCHIT
Oh, it's only once a year, Mr. Scrooge. It shall not be repeated. I was making rather merry yesterday, sir.
SCROOGE
I'll tell you what, my friend . . . I'll not stand this sort of thing any longer! And therefore, Bob Cratchit . . . I'm about to raise your salary.
CRATCHIT
(AFTER A PAUSE, TREMBLING) Mr. Scrooge? Are you quite yourself, sir?
SCROOGE
No. No, thank Heaven, I'm NOT quite myself. Merry Christmas, Bob! (LAUGHS) Merry Christmas, my good fellow! A merrier Christmas than I've given you in many a year! I shall raise your salary, and we'll see what we can do for Tiny Tim and the rest of your family. Hah?! (CHUCKLES) We . . . we'll discuss it this very afternoon, over a Christmas bowl of smoking bishop.
BACKDROP SLIDE 34: FADE TO BLACK
MUSIC: BRIDGE, THEN UNDER . . .
Act 15: THE END
BACKDROP SLIDE 35: THE END
NARRATOR
Scrooge was better than his word. He did it all, and infinitely more. To Tiny Tim, who did NOT die, he was a second father. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man, as the good old city knew, or any other good old city, town, or borough, in the good old world. Some people laughed to see the alteration in him, but he let them laugh, and little heeded them. His own heart laughed. That was quite enough for him. He had no further interaction with Spirits, and lived happily ever after. And it was always said of him, that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. May that be truly said of us all. And so, as Tiny Tim observed,
TINY TIM
God bless Us, Every One.
ANNOUNCER
That concludes our Re-Imagined Radio performance of "A Radio Christmas Carol." Our performance comes to you live from the historic Kiggins Theatre in downtown Vancouver, Washington. Re-Imagined Radio is a partnership between Kiggins Theatre, Metropolitan Agency, KXRW-FM, and The Creative Media & Digital Culture Program at Washington State University Vancouver.
Tonight, you were entertained by
Barbara Richardson as the Announcer and Mrs. Cratchit
John Barber as the Narrator
Jeffrey Puukka as Ebenezer Scrooge
Larry Taylor as Bob Cratchit and Fezziwig
Ian Hanley as the Charity Gentleman and Ghost of Christmas Past
Greg Shilling as Nephew Fred, Young Scrooge, 1st Man, and Man on the Street
Steve Becker as Ghost of Marley and 2nd Man
Arianna Dorenbosch as Belle, young girl, and Beggar on the Street
Anne McEnerny-Ogle as Ghost of Christmas Present
Norah Skogen as Martha Cratchit
Emerson Skogen as Goose Person and Tiny Tim
BACKDROP SLIDE 36: Credits
NARRATOR
(AT CONCLUSION OF CREDIT SHOUT OUTS) Thank you for joining us and helping to spread bit of holiday cheer. We plan future performance here at the Kiggins Theatre. Please watch our websites and social media for dates and times. This is your announcer saying, "Thank you, and best wishes for the holidays."
MUSIC PERFORMANCE: METROPOLITAN PERFORMING ARTS CAROLERS