Subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol -

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.

Finally, the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come, a silent, shrouded figure, showed him a future where his name was whispered with contempt, where his death was met with indifference, and where Tiny Tim’s seat at the table was empty.

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. subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol

Scrooge laughed, a sound like a rusty hinge finally being oiled. "I haven't missed it! The spirits have done it all in one night!"

"Scrooge!" they wailed, their voices a discordant symphony of regret. "We are here to warn you! Change your ways, or suffer our fate!" Scrooge, trembling, asked, "What must I do?" And so it began

And from that day forward, it was said of him that he knew how to keep Christmas well, if any man alive possessed the knowledge. He became as good a friend, as good a master, and as good a man as the good old city knew. And as Tiny Tim observed, "God bless us, every one!"

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

He ran to the window and called out to a boy in the street, "What day is it, my fine fellow?" "Today?" replied the boy. "Why, it’s Christmas Day!"