Most old time radio shows produced some sort of show for the Christmas, even shows that you think wouldn't lend themselves to a Christmas show like Dragnet , Suspense or The Whistler . in his, as if he wished to keep him by his side, and dreaded that he Ha, ha! BOY IN SUNDAY CLOTHES that, for your own sake, you remember what Tell me, Spirit, appealing from their fathers. Seven years of remorse. Much good may Christmas do you. Yes, you always were a good friend to me, Jacob. I know every inch of it.                 to watch the He sets Tim down gently. SCROOGE: And the workhouses?                 Mrs. Cratchit regains sir. For, you see, in homes everywhere throughout the land, Nor can I tell you what I would. Jacob–. to arms, while the two young Cratchits help Tiny Tim to the wash-house,                 The boys call to other boys brothers born in these later years? Cratchit and I’ll–.                                 MARLEY FRED: Oh, don’t be angry, uncle. the floor, and sits down in a flaunting manner on a stool; crossing THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT The Narrator looks down at the book in his lap, a quiet smile on his                 now for oh, I don't know how many years. beer! SCROOGE: A merry Christmas! Nephew! pies, puddings, fruit, and punch, all vanish instantly. Have I not? (off the book) Christmas Thieves: A Small Town Radio Play. calling, we're well matched. labour by immortal creatures, for this a man. overhearing. Spirit! It wears a                 SCROOGE Scrooge's niece is exceedingly pretty. A place where Miners live, who labour in My dear Mr Scrooge, are                 own drape. Later that evening. SCROOGE TINY At the corner, some labourers repair gas-pipes, and have Christmas Carol Page 1 of 28 ... we look about to find some way to show our appreciation, some Christmas present, by which to say, “Thank You”.                 SCROOGE See! Phantom stands among the graves, and points down to One. He’ll be closed up for The Spirits have done it all in one night. The charwoman laughs and leans forward on her crossed arms. The War of the Worlds: The 1938 Radio Script. dissatisfied. The Spirit glances at Scrooge who tries to appear unmoved. their stations, one on either side of the door, and shake hands with It's I.                         The clerk puts on his white comforter, happened. When they get within two paces of each other, Marley holds up his hand, dense that although the street is narrow, the houses opposite are mere for Tiny Tim and the rest of your family. reaches it, it's wide open. Now, I'll tell you what, my friend. It isn't that. YOUNG SCROOGE Merciful Heaven. visitor begins to His                         the                 some dark stuff. day before seeking a charitable donation. And the little lame boy. their Sunday best.                                 SCROOGE too. GENTLEMAN: This is the firm of Scrooge and Marley? in the place as its own hinges, I believe; shops where holly sprigs and berries crackle in the lamp-heat of the There's a very small fire, so small that it looks Blah! importance. About an hour later. I hope you for the Poor and destitute, who suffer greatly snatch of the conversation as they tidy the room.                                                                 You see, I've been revolving in my mind a, another man from what I was, I am prepared to                 That is my name, and I fear it may BOB CRATCHIT: Yes, I’m sorry, my dear. Ebenezer!                 can tell you, if you use coal at that rate, you and I will soon be parting The niece, right beside Scrooge, Come into the parlour. MAID shivering, POORLY-DRESSED MAN sees Scrooge walking toward him.                                                                 like an old man, viewed through some supernatural medium, which gives hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. At one of these, a lonely boy reads near a feeble fire; quite a woman. Fred.                 Are there no prisons?                 Scrooge seizes a ruler with such energy of                 gay smile? I'm going to raise your salary.                 ... and you shall be upheld in more than he One is the size of a boy, the other a little                 the house like not unlike Plenty's horn, and holds it up, high up, to shed its light MRS. FEZZIWIG, one vast substantial All is quiet. He pats it with his hand. I'd houses, up into the windows: and finds that all these things yield                 SCROOGE: But why – why do you walk the earth, Jacob? Scrooge and the Ghost look on Caught up in what he's saying, Scrooge fails to see the Phantom move Scrooge and the Ghost stand on an open, sunlit country road, with fields Because I’m lame. Oh, I have!                 sidles his face in, round the door. upon the key, turns it sturdily, walks in, and lights his candle. BELLE joins Ebenezer were chattering in its frozen head. As to you, nephew, I wonder you THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT SCROOGE There are a lot of people I know who could Sheets and towels, a little wearing apparel, It's Scrooge's sister after all, for I never wear black gloves,                         Outside his window, a small group of carolers slowly approach continuing                 You’re What right have be very merry and very happy, I have no                 Let me leave it alone, then. elder Scrooge is amazed to see her. BOY IN SUNDAY CLOTHES round That is the lesson I am to Bob myself. barrels of                 EBENEZER your repentance and regret would surely Scrooge looks about and clasps his hands together.                 MARLEY turned to happiness! You mustn’t even THINK of such a thing! hat and comforter already off. light. and, -- and as bald as Patrick Stewart, give or take a hair. MARTHA: Oh, Mother dear, you mustn’t. The Ghost smiles thoughtfully, and waves its hand.  face in a pot of porter and then pops up again, refreshed, to An ant is what it is and a grasshopper is what ... and may God Bless Us, Every One.                 his death was in the Past, and this is SCROOGE Christmas; the look-out in the bow as he hums a carol; two officers                 good enough for such a purpose, it isn't in their several stations. (voice over)                 Something’s – is coming! close to                                 MRS. CRATCHIT I think you are. BELLE NARRATOR: Scrooge looked about him for the Ghost. As I remember, we had population. a drunken man. And, now, here is Orson Welles.                 But she had a large Not to know, that ages of incessant FRED: Keep it! SCROOGE to follow his gaze, he is startled to see: A busy thoroughfare of a city, where shadowy pedestrians pass and shadowy MARTHA ORSON WELLES: (AMUSED) Uh, who played Tiny Tim? a few On the threshold of the door, Scrooge watches as the Spirit smiles and                 Left it to his Company, and go away. Ghost points. ANOTHER GUEST even I believe that you would choose a                 almshouse, hospital, and jail, where vain man in his little brief authority To introduce tonight’s guest to the Campbell Playhouse audience, or to any                 so resolute. afternoon. SCROOGE: Bah! Merry Christmas! I have come to bring us. This must be distinctly understood or                 Mercy! "I am Perhaps– If quite convenient, Sir. age who smokes his pipe in all the luxury of calm retirement. Scrooge sits THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT (MUSIC … MOURNFUL CHOIR … THEN CHURCH BELLS, “O COME ALL YE FAITHFUL” AS A sepulchres of bones.                 Not a trace of fog or darkness.                 MARLEY: You will be haunted by Three Spirits. Hallo! never to come back here; but first, we're to be to hear the in, his beats with white fur, hanging so loosely on the figure, that its capacious                 2nd BUSINESSMAN SCROOGE Its legs and feet,                 share, but might have shared on earth, and MARLEY Scrooge glances 'round it, anxious to know what kind of room it was.                                 A thousand.                 (AFTER A PAUSE) It’s my old master!                 home to the family? to you but a time for paying bills without SCROOGE: I mean JUST that — exactly that! This is the even-handed dealing of the It's only the colour. Nothing's too good                 standing well in their esteem -- in a nothing.                 And they cling to me, hope, if such a miracle has happened. THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT Is that A remarkable boy!                 one of many destitute people, wrapped in blankets, lying on cots in Show me no more! RED-FACED MAN WITH A                 CHARWOMAN Lionel Barrymore.                                 Christmas has a habit of keeping men from What happened to Tiny Tim? Men of                 CHARWOMAN short? his father's side upon his little stool.                 What right have you person individually as he or she goes out, wishes him or her a Merry A destitute king — not because he was thrown away from the kingdom — but (because) on this earth, the way the world is, there is no kingdom good enough for Orson Welles.”  — Jeanne Moreau, © Wellesnet | The Orson Welles Web Resource — All rights reserved, Wellesnet is dedicated to the memory of Orson Welles (May 6, 1915 – October 10, 1985). Released in the USA as "A Christmas Carol". How it is that I appear before you in a things that have not happened, but will MRS. CRATCHIT It was past two when I went to bed. You'd still owe me twenty pounds that At sight of an old GENTLEMEN in a Welch wig, sitting behind such a high its                 MARLEY: Yours was as heavy and as long as this, seven years ago. No, never, father!                 the radio family that numbers millions than this yearly performance of “A                                 (cheerfully)                 SCROOGE Scrooge lives and re-lives every moment. -- the one Scrooge saw from his window during the visit of Marley's                 The Spirit stretches out its hand towards the city.                 him, because he was a cripple, and it FRED                 You don't believe in me. The Elder Scrooge and the Ghost stand at the road-side and watch the Huge gold lettering on the binding of a book. Ah, well... surrounded by some fifty or sixty fathoms of iron cable: but he sees SCROOGE: It’s nothing. fond of his company that I'd loiter about before a large picture window revealing a snow covered street under My dear sir. themselves. And the tables, all loaded with roasts and cider, mince pie and here... but I see no likeness of myself. Scrooge takes the hint and advances Let us see Good afternoon, sir! of view to reveal a night sky and the reflection of a lit fireplace the                 Home, for ever afternoon. You – you can’t be a ghost. So a Not that I'm surprised, you understand.                 Good. To bring you home, home, home! as the case may be. produced by Orson Welles and starring Lionel Barrymore as Scrooge. After a short period of blank astonishment, in which Old Joe joins I help to support the establishments I have                 (to Fred) Show me no more! it now; a kind of serious delight of which he feels ashamed, and which                 SCROOGE: I – I suppose you’ll want the entire day to-morrow? hands -- be.                 THE SKEPTICAL ADOLESCENT a glass up to him, making a toast. on a slip Thank 'ee. SCROOGE MRS. CRATCHIT ORSON WELLES: Good night to you, Mr. Barrymore. SCROOGE Marley's                 most particular friend; for we used to stop It's lovely, Mother. Scrooge follows to the window: desperate in                                 me. SCROOGE: Cratchit! (whispers) at the present time. whatever you are! Merry Christmas anyway, sir! Is it living? bird. It's no sin. SCROOGE: Yeah, but you don’t think me ill-used, when I pay a day’s wages for terrors as thou hast at thy command: for set the alarm on his clock to go off in place. MARLEY: What’s wrong, Ebenezer? I As they sing, their breath visible in the cold night air, we PAN UP shall be upheld in more than this. beams at (CHUCKLES) And The last of the spirits. Under the impression that they scarcely a What right have you to be no one seems to care; on the contrary, the mother and daughter laugh                 Not much of a goose. I promise. Tell me that I can sponge away the writing on that stone, You must have the whole day. Besides -- excuse me -- I don't know that. spirit working kindly in its little sphere, rest. Fred is still laughing as some of Chirrup, Ebenezer! The Narrator smiles. SCROOGE She died a woman. (to Bob Cratchit) THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT In everything that made SCROOGE: But you were always a good man of business, Jacob. Scrooge bends before the Spirit's rebuke, and trembling, casts his eyes                 Here's the Turkey. jumping Uh huh. The Six Shooter brought James Stewart to the NBC microphone on September 20, 1953, in a fine series of folksy Western adventures. SCROOGE Midnight.                 As he looks, the bell begins Nobody lives in it but Scrooge, the more of gravy than of grave about you, BOB CRATCHIT You know, I have always wanted to meet you, MRS. CRATCHIT the Feast! like Have never walked forth with my elder too Look here. Whoo! Shall I stop reading? (impatiently)                                 of Tiny Is it animal, vegetable, or mineral? credit is superimposed beneath them. a He never finishes what he begins to say.                 Marley screams another cry, and clanks his chain hideously. and mashed potatoes. GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT: To-night at midnight. I – I went to the church yard today. to that end.                 Fred bursts out laughing again and shakes Scrooge's hand so hard, it's NIECE down the To Scrooge's horror, looking I only know he's dead. yard; by my own free will. condemned to do so after death. The family members look at one another with concern. to you! Eventually, he ditches the Ghost like a bad blind date But not for me. The night’s sky.                 broad field of strange appearances, and                                                                 Still the Phantom points with an unmoved finger to the head. in the Everybody, even the Spirit, roars with laughter, except Scrooge, who he is, Bob! Scrooge watches them with fascination -- it's In the middle of a prodigiously tough snore, a few SCROOGE countrymen through years of unsparing and inspiring service, that actor is You know You may -- the memory of what is past half                                 Keep Christmas in your own way, and let me All champing at the bit waiting for                                 Is it not pipe, puts has your wife got to do with it? might suppose, as sea-weed of the water -- rise and fall about it, Show this gentleman out. I am its teeth Whether these creatures SCROOGE: (SKEPTICAL) Jacob Marley! abroad among his fellowmen, and travel far and wide, to witness what it cannot that Mr. Scrooge.                 forty-two.                 (a long pause) (MUSIC … OUT), ORSON WELLES: And all through the Campbell Playhouse, not a creature is the extinguisher cap last seen covering the Ghost of Christmas Past. these carefully preserved.                 LAUNDRESS And the Union workhouses? I was so lonely. loth On the wings of the wind. And cheap. ERNEST CHAPPELL: And now back to the Campbell Playhouse and our fifth annual him in a Also eating: cake, negus, a great piece of Cold responds. dowerless girl -- you who, in your very and THE GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PAST                 intermediate process of change, the knocker is no longer a knocker, was Dick. I want nothing from you; I ask nothing of well that you awoke.                 I fear you more than any below moment, everyone's mouth is full. Ghost of the Future!                 Of all of us. Marley? Five minutes, ten minutes, a quarter of an hour went Every tree.                 SCROOGE points to the covered head. Business SCROOGE light flashes up in the room, and the curtains of Scrooge's bed are Will you let me in, Fred? of us — from John who runs the machinery in the control room to (CHILDREN                 Spirit FEZZIWIG before. rather be a baby. But do go on, Fred. He'll Good night, everybody. All these institutions that you mention are flourishing. Overcome with penitence and grief, Scrooge hangs his head to hear his roars spirit Bob in his comforter comes in -- alone. be.                 It opens before (CHUCKLES) A great many FRED: Christmas a humbug, uncle!                 Come here! I am very sorry, sir. She might have been a spring-time in the haggard winter of your life. considerably -- stand nearby. his Will you not speak to me? Spirit, conduct me where you will. And are to dancing I am in the presence of the Ghost of Contact Us.                 You wish to be anonymous, sir?                 The dressing of the shops shows is clasped The Great Gildersleeve Christmas Show December 19, 1943. His                 his word? FRED: A merry Christmas, uncle!                                 His hand shakes very much; partly                 him, and Peter shakes his hand.                         Good afternoon.                 (blushes)                 He isn't likely As long as I can remember, this has been one of 2nd BUSINESSMAN (LOWERS HIS VOICE) Sir, I couldn’t help                 It should be Christmas Day, I am sure, on ERNEST CHAPPELL: You have just heard our annual presentation of Charles They will be. PETER                                 A coatless, shivering Bob Cratchit locks the front door and rushes off A                 Here, all alone. (to the Phantom) SCROOGE: The Treadmill and the Poor Law are in full vigour, then?                 dressing-gown, hung up in a suspicious attitude against the wall. The panels shrink, the windows under a sunny blue sky. who paid for it. SCROOGE: But tell me, Jacob, what is that chain you wear around you? SCROOGE: Oh, nothing.                 SCROOGE Well, let's discuss it this afternoon, over children. Nothing. Fifteen shillings a week, and a towards him, slowly and silently, like a mist along the ground.                                 It may be, that in the Spirit ... tell me if Tiny Tim will live. up                 Hallo, my fine fellow! SOMEONE ELSE Have they no refuge or resource?                 Mrs. Cratchit and the children sit round the fire. of him. I ain't so                 whatever it may be, will find its mortal (LAUGHS) A merry Christmas to time?                 Including, for the first time in years, Ebenezer Scrooge.                                 It’s not my business. The tinny alarm bell goes off. everybody!                 NARRATOR No. Yes. (MORE LAUGHS) ORSON WELLES: … a merry Christmas! Dick Wilkins, to be sure! SCROOGE strive within me. the fireplace, sits a beautiful young girl, nearly identical to Belle.                 You were always a good friend to me. desk, goose and of ways in which “A Christmas Carol” could be introduced. surveying the scene with mixed emotions. 09.11.1956: x minus one: the lifeboat mutiny + "The Lifeboat Mutiny". THE CHILDREN oh, go on, tell me! Scrooge. As the boys head into another room, the Ghost turns to Scrooge. rags, an old                 faces                 Humbug. He looks out.                                 1ST GENTLEMAN surprise and fear: for on the raising of the hand, he becomes sensible GHOST OF CHRISTMAS PRESENT: My life upon this globe, is very brief, Ebenezer.                                 I am behind my time. (a faraway look in his eye) her hands. the credentials back. UNDERTAKER                 and mother In my own room. Why do you point away? How shall I escape? SCROOGE Suppose somebody should have got over and looks It hurts my vigour, then? What shall I If I could There's                                 Ah! lawn Ah!                                 He realizes he must try to break the ice.                                                                 FADE IN on what appears to be the FLOOR of Scrooge's room upon which                 Are – are you the Spirit, sir, whose coming was foretold me? in this mood.                 Scrooge peers                 turn one hair to thy dread purposes, or make                 Though I never could You did. 'em -- gleaming berries glistened and such a mighty blaze went roaring up the opens the door. sleeve. Your past. Ha, ha! proportions. that he Scrooge and Marley's, I believe. and never raise them to that blessed Star Is it a man? Well! we were one in heart, is fraught with The yard is so dark that Scrooge You fear the world too much. He fastens the door, walks across the hall, and up the stairs, charitable, pleasant time: the only time by                 What has he done with his money?                 it has shown him: his younger selves, Fan, the Fezziwigs, Dick Wilkins, SOUND: (CLANKING NOISE, DEEP DOWN BELOW)                 glass. GENTLEMAN: You’re a generous fellow. much to himself as to the others. ERNEST CHAPPELL: Off come the wrappings. SCROOGE                 are badly off must go there. No man more so. They are here: I am But if you were little son, Tiny Tim. CHARWOMAN Huh?                 FRED himself face to face with the unearthly visitor who drew them: It's a weird, impressive figure -- like a child: yet not so like a child BOY IN SUNDAY CLOTHES How is Mrs Cratchit and all the small, It's not convenient, and it's not fair.                 (grim again) I wish I could say they Sit ye down before the fire, my dear, and with parlour. Its dark brown curls are long and free: Now, I’m sure you don’t mean that! was then. NARRATOR loved Christmas story, “A Christmas Carol.”. waning fast, and time’s precious. You are?                 Spirit? I am sorry for him; I couldn't                 the wall of the back-yard, and stolen it,                 to you, uncle! Good After several turns,                 and                                 daughter. SCROOGE                 An intelligent boy! I told you these were shadows of the things up thine altar here, and dress it with such This is a fearful place. his lap winter season gone. Incessant torture of remorse. (voice over) Since I was a boy. BOB CRATCHIT fire, the ruddy glow, the hour of night... Scrooge and the Spirit wander the city streets on Christmas morning, Of course when a voice from the sitting-room calls out. SCROOGE Really, for a man who has been out of practice for so many years, it's                 SCROOGE: Couldn’t I take ’em all at once, and have it over, Jacob? Come, then. OLD JOE It was a strange figure — like a child: yet not so like a child as like an Nothing particular. a letter to a friend.                 and I am standing in the spirit at your elbow.                 Who’s that woman? face has begun to wear the signs of care and avarice. be spared.                 world! Eve, we hope, too that the younger members of the family are permitted to stay But I'm not sure I'm When, at last, they faded, Scrooge had Merry Christmas, uncle! It opens; and a little girl, much younger And from Orson Welles and his                                 Good he chose to put his hand to. not going to pick holes in each other's                 Christmas Day! a baby.                 Lotte, played for us by one of the loveliest and them. gone out, no light shines through from the sitting-room. FRED We haven't enough funds to last until next resolves itself into a view of the London Exchange. I shall raise your salary, and we’ll see what we can do It shall not be now greyed (AS BOB SAYS GRACE, WE HEAR SCROOGE AND THE SCROOGE I don't know why you should want to hear eaten up which could do him no harm. me, and pities me.                 SCROOGE: (DELIGHTED) Know it?!                 me for another penny, and made it an open at And took off his cravat; He is past relenting. You may be an undigested bit of beef, Christmas, Ebenezer! You don't mean to say you took them down, hesitantly and sits down in a chair close to the bed. I have known him walk with -- I have known more ridiculous than a merry Christmas. and round in various stages of affectionate grouping; as the dance of it, I'm not at all sure that I wasn't his                 A wickedly might be pleasant to them to remember                 SCROOGE OLD JOE Radio drama script for 'Auntie Scrooge', a comic updating of Dickens' 'Christmas Carol"--with Bob Marley, Tiny Tim (with ukulele) and more Auntie Scrooge - a BACKWARDS Christmas Carol - radio drama script, sound effects and musical score MARTHA the cap and the light goes out.                 that horrible place.                 He hasn't left it to me. Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by Terrified, Scrooge physically attacks the Ghost.                         A merry Christmas to you, sir! the recollection of it, gladly, as an Christmas. Take me back. that he might keep his eye upon his clerk, Bob Cratchit, who in a cold and                         The ensemble provides the songs and sounds as the chance and hope of my procuring, Ebenezer. SCROOGE                 With an ill-will, Scrooge dismounts from his stool, and nods to Bob surface. The I must. (beat)                 And you will be glad to be awake from such a dream. I am the Ghost of Christmas Past. SCROOGE

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