Subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol -

"Mr. Scrooge, sir," Bob ventured, his voice trembling like a leaf in a gale. "It’s Christmas Eve. Might I… might I have a bit more coal for the fire?"

And so it began. The Ghost of Christmas Past, a gentle, ethereal being, took Scrooge back to his youth, to the schoolroom where he sat alone, to the apprenticeship where he first felt the sting of greed. He saw the woman he loved, Belle, leave him because his heart had become a vault for gold. subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol

Scrooge awoke on Christmas morning, a changed man. The sun was shining, the bells were ringing, and his heart was no longer a frozen pea. It was a giant, warm, glowing ember. Might I… might I have a bit more coal for the fire

In the drafty, cobblestoned heart of London, where the fog clung to the gaslights like a cold, wet wool coat, lived a man whose heart was a frozen pea. Ebenezer Scrooge was his name, and to say he was "mean" was like saying the sun was "a bit warm." He was a tight-fisted, squeezing, wrenching, grasping, scraping, clutching, covetous old sinner. Scrooge awoke on Christmas morning, a changed man

Scrooge had no better answer than "Bah!" followed by "Humbug!"

"Come, then," returned the nephew gaily. "What right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You’re rich enough."