:41:07
Merry Christmas to you.
:41:09
Bob, a merry Christmas to you.
:41:11
This is my fiancée, Bess.
This is Mr. Cratchit, and his son Tim.
:41:14
How do you do?
:41:16
Now, Tim, no secrets.
What were you saying?
:41:19
I said, sir...
:41:21
- I said she's very pretty.
- Tim!
:41:23
- Thank you kindly, Tim.
- Don't you agree with him, Bob?
:41:26
- Yes, sir. She is very pretty.
- Father!
:41:29
Thank you kindly, Mr. Cratchit.
:41:32
- Good morning.
- Goodbye.
:41:34
- Merry Christmas.
- Merry Christmas.
:41:42
Come on, darling. Let's have a slide.
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But, Fred, you can't.
:41:45
Can't I?
You should have seen me yesterday.
:41:47
But in front of the church? It isn't right.
:41:50
But, darling, it looks perfect.
:41:54
It is perfect.
:41:55
- It's as slippery as a codfish's tummy.
- No, Fred, no!
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But, darling, just one slide. Only one.
:42:02
- Yeah.
- Well, all right.
:42:05
Boys! Sliding in front of the church?
:42:08
Now run away home.
And a merry Christmas to you all.
:42:11
- Run home.
- See?
:42:13
But, darling, he has no soul.
:42:15
He's simply acting like a grownup.
:42:16
I still say he has no soul.
:42:18
He just doesn't appreciate the qualities
of a good slide.
:42:39
Come on.
:42:44
One, two, three.
:42:55
- Giddyap.
- Merry Christmas, Tom.
:42:57
And a merry Christmas to you, Bob.
:42:59
- And to you, too, Tiny Tim.
- Thank you. Merry Christmas, sir.