Subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol Apr 2026

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. subtitle The Muppet Christmas Carol

The Ghost of Christmas Present, a giant, jolly fellow surrounded by a feast of epic proportions, showed him the joy he was missing. He saw the Cratchit family, their small home filled with warmth and love, despite their poverty. He saw Tiny Tim, Bob’s youngest son, a brave little frog with a big heart, and he felt a pang of something he hadn’t felt in years: compassion. And so it began

"You will be haunted," they replied, "by three spirits. Expect the first when the bell tolls one." Finally, the Ghost of Christmas Yet to Come,

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

"Christmas a humbug, uncle! You don’t mean that, I am sure."

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.