Adaptation by Mike Ferrians and Brenda Chapman written by Charles Dickens:
SCROOGE: Spirit, something tells me that the moment of our parting is at hand. I know it but I don't know how. Tell me, the man who was spoken of, the one who died, tell me who he was. (SCY points opposite—or to apron—where lights come up on a graveyard scene.
SCROOGE is hesitant, loathe to go. Piano quietly under.)
SCROOGE (nervous and afraid): Before I draw nearer to that stone to which you point, answer me one question. Are these the shadows of the things that will be, or are they the shadows of things that may be, only? (SCY points to the gravestone.)
SCROOGE (desperate): The course of a man's life, if persevered in, will determine certain ends; I accept it. But if he departs from those courses, the ends must change. Say it is so with what you show me!
(SCY continues pointing. SCROOGE creeps toward the stone, trembling. Seeing the name inscribed there, he falls to his knees.)
SCROOGE: No, no, it can't be! Am I that man?! Am I the man who died whom no one mourned? Say it isn't so, Spirit! Say it isn't so!
(SCY points to SCROOGE and back to the stone.)
SCROOGE (crying now): Spirit! Hear me! I am not the man I was. I will not be the man I must have been but for your intervention. Why show me this, if I am past all hope? (SCY hand begins to shake.)
SCROOGE: Surely your nature intercedes for me, and pities me. Assure me that I may yet change these shadows you have shown me, by a changed life! (SCY hand continues to tremble.)
SCROOGE: I will honor Christmas in my heart and try to keep it all the year. I will remember the lessons of the Past; I will live in the Present; I will live toward the Future. The spirits of all three will strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach. Oh, tell me that I may sponge away the writing on this stone! (SCROOGE grasps the SCY'S hand, grabs at the robe, pleading, crying, pulling the figure
down into a pile of black as he pleads, as spot dims to black. Curtain.)