[Scrooge appears at Fred's table, and clears his throat. Everyone turns and stares at him in amazement]
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge:
Fred? I-It's I. It's your Uncle Scrooge. I've come to dinner... will you have me, Fred?
Fred:
[rising]
Bless my soul! Have you? Of course we'll have you!
[he pumps his uncle's hand, but Scrooge waves him off and goes to Emily]
Mr. Ebenezer Scrooge:
And you, my dear? Can you forgive a stupid old man who doesn't want to be left out in the cold anymore? Will you take me in?
[silence]
Emily:
Oh... Merry Christmas, Uncle!
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