[gentle music]
[music continues]
[Sood] Hello?
Hello.
I have been trying to
get a hold of you all day.
Speak up.
I can't hear you.
I'm not in the office, Mr Sood.
Not at work?
Are the markets closed?
No, Mr Sood.
But it's Christmas.
Hang Christmas! It's my money
you're losing.
I gave you instructions
this morning.
We've opened another
bottle, Quinn.
Merry Christmas, Mr Sood,
you old f...
[Sood]
I have lost a small fortune
while you
guzzle away my profits.
Oh, come on, Mr Sood.
It's Christmas.
You are no longer
my stockbroker.
Looks like my Christmas
just came early.
[Sood] Hello?
Can you hear me?
It's Christmas
season in London
It's just my time of year
A kind of spark,
you can feel it
In the atmosphere
A rising spirit
in the cold night air
Over the lights of
Trafalgar Square
And the City
Taxi wheel spins
round and round again
Common ground
gets lost and found again
Showing what goes round
comes round again
Wheels of karma
Christmas karma
Keep on turning
Gonna keep on going,
coming, churning, drumming
Karma, Christmas karma
Magic karma
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing every year
The years behind us,
you made it
Gotta celebrate
Fill up the streets
and parade it
Before it gets too late
Best take stock
while you're dancing
Of the year you've had
'Cos it's the season
for answering
Who's good and bad
What you give it comes back
round again
Every year you hear
that sound again
Don't you fall on
shaky ground again
Take care
Wheels of karma
Christmas karma
Keep on turning
Gonna keep on going,
coming, churning, drumming
Karma, Christmas karma
Magic karma
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing every year
Think of the joy
The new season will bring
Family and friends,
Every sweet Christmas thing
Put love and kindness
In all that you do
'Cos whatever you give
Is gonna come back to you
What you give, it comes
back round again
You'll love my homemade
Pies, my friend
Christmas is a con.
On that you can depend.
Wheels of karma,
Christmas karma
Keep on turning
Gonna keep on going,
coming, churning, drumming
Karma...
Come on, kids!
Let's go and see Santa!
Magic karma
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing, going
Merry Christmas, Mr S.
You still owe me for last year's
books and late tax funds.
Oh, come on, Guv.
My takings are down.
No-one's spending.
At these prices, I'm not
surprised.
As your business manager,
I'm here to tell
you the tax man is after you
and it's not my fault If you
end up in trouble.
It's Christmas.
I am trying to help you.
I always said a seasonal
market
is a bad business
model, didn't I?
Merry Ch Yeah! children
Goodness is on track to you
When you give
with love and kindness
That's what's
coming back to you
Merry Christmas, children
Family and friends around
When you send
your loving kindness
That's what goes
and comes around
[Santa]
What are you looking at?
Ferris wheel spins
round and round again
Common ground gets lost
and found again
Showing what goes round
comes round again
[Santa]
Get on your good foot, baby!
Wheels of karma,
Christmas karma
Keep on turning
Gonna keep on going,
coming, churning, drumming
Christmas karma
Magic karma
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing, going
Your Christmas karma
is everywhere
Give back, dig deep,
and if not, beware
Good Christmas Karma,
it's in the air
Pay back, pay heed,
or you take good care
Good Christmas Karma,
it's London bound
What goes, goes out,
coming back around
they don't make a sound s,
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing every year
[children laughing happily]
[fireworks explode]
[Man] What? It's cold, man.
[Woman] Bob freezing in here.
Do something about it.
Oh, for god's sake, Bob.
Can you turn the
heating up please?
I can't feel my
chestnuts anymore.
Can you just put
another hoodie on, Ken?
He'll know as soon as he
comes in and just see it
when he checks the gas bill.
Is it really worth the hassle?
Unless you're volunteering
to come over here and warm
my baubles up for me,
then yes.
-You lackey.
-Oi!
I'm no lackey.
Just grateful to Mr S giving
me a start when I had nothing.
You still got nothing,
you Muppet.
If you don't turn the heating
up, I will hold you personally
responsible for my infertility.
-Alright.
-[laughter]
Right. I'll do it.
But as a one-off.
[everyone cheers]
One degree!
What? Just be grateful
we've all got jobs.
Be home time soon anyway.
I suspect that that wasteman
has gone home already.
Yeah. So he doesn't have to
look us in the face
to say "No Christmas bonus.
No office do."
-When's he ever gone home early?
-Hey.
Who fancies a drink?
[enthusiastic hubbub]
Ken? Seriously?
Are you taking the mick?
Come on, who wants one?
Everyone? Fill 'em up.
-Ken, please.
-That's it, line 'em up!
Hey, Bob, come away
from that window.
Have a festive tipple.
Man, I hate this old guy
Sood, yeah, so dry
Miser, low life
Stingy. So tight
k*lling me. No lie.
Him a thief. I know, right
If he wants a showdown
Trust me, it's showtime
Could there be
any worse bosses
He got us stuck up in this
office making losses
While he hoovers up
the profits
Sood you gotta stop it
It's the 21st century
Not 1843
I ain't your chimney sweep
This is modern Britain
Struggle with the
cost of living
We work our fingers to theboe
and you're not forgiving
Watch and listen
Focus on facts
All we own after tax
Is the clothes on our backs
And our dignity of course
you can't own that
But while we're so thin,
his pockets grow fat
Nothing worse than doing a
job that you're not enjoying
Last Christmas, my bonus
was a chocolate coin
Me too. See, Sood
Yeah, he's rude.
Didn't do a festive lunch
He don't believe
in free food
There's hardly any
windows due to the costs
He got a face like a
bulldog chewing a wasp
He's a bad operator and he
works us till we bleed
Oi, man's a Scrooge!
And makes life a misery er
Leaves us cold
with no heating
Checks his watch
until we bleed
No tidings of comfort
and joyComfort and joy
Zero tidings of comfort...
Oi, man's a Scrooge
He's a bad operator and he
works us till we bleed
And makes life a misery er
Leaves us cold
with no heating
Checks his watch
until we bleed
No tidings of comfort and
joyYo, take that, bruv
Zero tidings
of comfort and joy
And one day
I swear he'll regret it
A human soul can shrivel
away if you let it
And yeah, my life's pony
But the difference
between him and us
Is we ain't gonna
die lonely
Oh no.
[man clears throat]
Okay.
Mr Sood.
-Pleasant surprise.
-Cratchit.
-Issue everyone their notice.
-What?
But Mr S., no harm done.
We were just getting into
the Christmas spirit.
If they want to intoxicate
themselves and disrespect my
name, on my premises, on my
time, I see no other option.
But Mr S, we've got our end of
year accounts to complete, and--
Precisely, precisely.
Your disregard for our
deadlines is unacceptable.
You are all replaceable.
But it's Christmas Eve.
I suggest you don't say another
word or you'll be fired too.
Bah-quaas?
Bah-humbug, more like.
-Bob.
-Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas Suprit.
Merry Christmas.
Merry Christmas, Uncle.
-Hey, Bob. Merry Christmas.
-Merry Christmas.
Heads up.
Your uncle just lost his rag.
[Raj sings]
Merry Christmas
[Raj laughs]
What right have you to be merry?
-You're Indian and poor.
-Uncle. Come on.
What right do you have
to be grumpy? Huh?
You are British and rich.
Ah, it's not our religion.
Yeah, but all gods are
the same, aren't they?
That's what Ma used to say.
My sister's greatest failure
was her inability to instil
a sense of reality and
identity in her Indian son.
Hai Bhagvan, bless her soul.
She left us too early,
just like our mother.
Well, Uncle, there's no
better time in London
than Christmas.
It's a time for giving, sharing,
and family coming together.
That woman has
mushed your brain.
Why would you marry an
English woman and one with
no money and no status?
Uh, in fact, my dear
wife and I are having
a small party tomorrow.
And once again, we are
inviting you, Uncle.
Uncle, come on.
It's not right you being all
alone at Christmas.
What's not right is you
and other fools like you
spending money they
don't have on parties.
And then they say we're
having a cost of living crisis.
It's bad enough this whole
country shuts down for the
silly season.
Now just go home.
Take your misguided jolly
Christmas spirit with you.
Go.
Merry Christmas, Uncle.
Happy New Year.
[doorbell buzzes]
-[Meredith] Hello.
-[Charlotte] Thank you.
-Please come in, sorry.
-Oh, please.
Oh, you'll need your gloves.
Oh, hello.
We're visiting local businesses
and collecting for the homeless.
Yes. Yeah.
And we were wondering if
Mr Sood and Mr Marley might
like to make a donation.
So we can get people off
the streets for Christmas.
It's a very charitable
thing to do, ladies, but--
-Mr Marley is dead.
-Oh.
He died seven years ago,
but if he was alive,
I'm sure he would share my
sentiments for your mission.
Oh.
Oh, well, I'm so
sorry for your loss.
How much can I put you down
for, Mr Sood?
Are there no hospitals,
no hostels, no institutions
that can lock
the sick and weak away
so tax paying citizens
like me aren't penalised
for their failures.
-Sir!
-I have no time for the weak.
We're already groaning
from a surplus population.
Let them stop being
drains on the state.
There's a limit to what
this island can manage.
My manager will show you
out. I have work to do.
Yeah. Sorry.
Doesn't really do Christmas.
-Happy Christmas.
-[Sood] Bob! Leaving so soon?
Um, about that advance
you were going to give me,
from next month's wages.
I just still got presents
to buy for the kids.
Whatever possessed
you to have so many, Bob?
Thank you, sir.
Someday we will have enough
To buy them more than scraps
Perhaps, but all they really
want they have right now
They may never ask for much
Still, there are things
we need
Agreed,
but when they smile at us
I forget the frills
and fuss
Suddenly it's like we're
oh so wealthy somehow
Dad, can I get you this?
Oh!
If I give you that...
Tighten the strap...
I wish we could get
you a new one, Dad.
Well, let's see if it's in tune.
[Bob plays the guitar]
It's in tune.
Christmas is the
time when I remember
The richest month will
always be December
When the family have each
other in their hearts
And how much
we have already
Before the wrapping
even starts
And we know
a gift is still a gift
From someone you love
It's never been
about the price tag
A toy is still a toy
To make someone smile
It doesn't cost the earth
but it's still worthwhile
Even if it's second-hand
A toy from you is in demand
And that's 'cos our love
will always be new
A gift is still a gift
when it comes from you
Christmas on a budget's
quite a feat now
And people like us, we try,
but we can't compete now
I know I thought we didn't
have it all before
But when you wrap your
arms around me
Who could want for
any more?
And I know
A gift is still a gift
From someone you love
It's never been
about the price tag
A toy is still a toy
To make someone smile
It doesn't cost the earth
but it's still worthwhile
And even if
it's second-hand
A toy from you is in demand
And that's 'cos our love
will always be new
A gift is still a gift
And the gift is you
-[Mary] Please God...
-[Tiny Tim] I found this.
Don't take my Tim away.
Our boy is a gift.
He's a gift from you.
A gift is someone
you love
And God knows how much
I love you
It ain't always bright
and breezy
Other families have it easy
But I'm so grateful for
All the blessings we receive
I know that our love will
always come through
A gift is still a gift
When it comes from you
A gift is still a gift
From someone you love
It's never been
about the price tag
A toy is still a toy
To make someone smile
It doesn't cost the earth
but it's still worthwhile
And even if
it's second-hand
A toy from you is in demand
And that's 'cos our love
will always be new
A gift is still a gift
And the gift is you
[inaudible chatter]
[loud music and cheering]
[happy chatter outside the pub]
Taxi!
Oh, it's you again.
The singing cabbie.
Hey mate, are you free?
Can you take us to Shoreditch?
Excuse me. Can you not see
me standing here?
Of course you cannot see because
you've been drinking all day.
Hey, it's Christmas, why
are you so sober?
You misery-guts.
Alcohol is a curse for weak men.
[in Indian accent]
Hoo-hoo. Blimey!
Alcohol is no good.
-Tom, come on, mate.
-Gandhi would not approve.
Oi! Turn it in, you little mug.
[normal accent]
Oh yeah, you want some?
Come on then, you...
You're hammered, mate.
Let's go. Come on.
This is why I hate Christmas.
He's just a lightweight.
He means no harm.
Harm?
His kind will never do me harm.
Now take me home.
No singing.
What was up
with the accent?
Come on, man,
you know I'm half Indian.
What was up with that?
[groan]
[Christmas instrumental]
Look up there!
[inaudible conversation]
You planning on taking
the wife and kids away then?
Or?
My mate, Jake Singh, he does
a tasty tandoori turkey.
Puts chillies in his
stuffing and everything.
[laughs]
Wish we was having that.
I am not saying my wife
can't cook, but we usually
pray after we've eaten.
[laughs]
Uh, well, this'll
make you laugh.
On the first day
of Christmas
My wife, she made for me
A bland Butterball turkey
On the second day
of Christmas
My wife, she made for me
Two pigs in blankets and
a bland Butterball turkey
On the third day
of Christmas
My wife, she made for me
Three burnt sausage rolls
Excuse me. I am a vegetarian.
This is offensive.
No, but the fifth day of
Christmas is a cr*cker.
I don't want to know.
No, you'll love it.
It's vegetarian.
-I do not...
-Five onion rings
Look at that tree. Look.
It's beautiful. Look!
Oh, come on, come on.
You're fleecing me here.
It's busy everywhere, mate,
innit? It's Christmas Eve.
Yeah. I think I'm gonna
knock off after this.
My wife, she's...
I am not paying to hear about
your personal life.
You have exploited me enough.
I am going to walk
and I need a receipt.
No tip, no? Not even tonight?
Well, for me tonight is
like any other night.
What do they call you then?
Bloody Scrooge.
Scrooge?
I'll give you Scrooge.
I'm going to take
down your number.
Yeah, don't worry about it.
All my details are on here.
Here you are.
Liven yourself up and,
um, Merry Christmas.
[cheerful music]
Hey, take the dog
out for a long walk.
-Okay?
-Yes, Dad.
[dog barks and snarls at Sood]
Merry Christmas.
All set for Christmas?
No-- Don't you start.
This madness is not for us.
Yeah, but it's nice to make an
effort for the kids, isn't it?
A fine example you're setting.
Now,give me my mint humbugs.
99p please.
So this is how you
make your money, huh?
If you had looked after your
pennies like I did, you'd
be a much more successful
businessman instead of making
your family work endless hours
in this tiny inefficient shop.
Well. I don't have the sharp
business sense that you have.
I take it you'll
be open tomorrow.
I have to. It's the only day I
make money when all the
big stores are closed.
Someone may want some
lights and tinsel, innit?
Not likely.
One more day and this will all
be old, loss-making stock.
Ah.
Garam chai for you?
My wife makes the best tea,
just like the street stalls
of Jalandhar.
[woman]
So sad.
These poor refugees
have nowhere to go.
Who the hell does
he think he is?
The rich ones always
forget their roots.
Three wise men journeyed
from lands far and wide
Caspar from Asia, with
Melchior by his side
Balthasar from Africa,
gifts in their hands
Frankincense, myrrh, gold
from their distant lands
Merry Christmas. Any donations
for refugees
and doctors on the front line?
Be really grateful.
Oh my God, these kids should
be arrested
for making
such a terrible noise.
And you. I hope you don't plan
on drinking wine
and making
a racket all night.
I intend to sleep early,
and I deeply resent this
intrusion outside my house.
Oh, wow.
[girl] That's so mean.
Looks like somebody's
on the naughty list.
[they all laugh]
[singing continues]
[strange, threatening noises]
[Sood cries out involuntarily]
Oh, Mrs Joshi.
Why are you trying
to frighten me?
Why are the lights off inside?
Because you didn't leave any
money for the electricity meter.
I have been cooking
and cleaning in the dark.
This house and me are both
frozen from no heating.
Well, there's no point
putting money in now.
I'm going to bed.
Well then you can eat
your dhal
and your broken
basmati in the dark.
I would've left earlier,
but my wages are due.
I will give them to you
tomorrow when I can count
the notes in the daylight.
But it's Christmas.
You should be giving me
a bonus.
You are a Hindu, for God's sake,
this is blasphemy.
Now go home, woman, and pray
forgiveness from Lord Ram
for your greed
and sacrilegious ways.
You're the one that
needs God's help, not me.
[scoffs]
[she mutters indistinctly]
[choir still singing
in background]
[door slams]
[strange noises]
[belches]
[groans]
[clanking chains]
Is that you, Mrs Joshi?
You get no Christmas
bonus from me.
Silly woman made me sick.
[loud banging]
[spirit]
Eshaan Sood!
How do you know my name?
If you are a burglar,
you'll find nothing here.
What's happening?
Is this some kind of joke?
I don't believe in
ghosts or spirits.
I'm not the kind of man
to be easily frightened.
[cries out in fear]
[clanking of chains and moaning]
Who are you?
Who are you?
What do you want from me?
I'm a spectre of
someone you knew.
Doing time where
time has no end.
Before I was doomed to
roam here, entombed,
I was someone whom
you call a friend.
Marley?
Is that you?
What in God's name
happened to you?
I wish I knew then
what I know now,
but my desire to succeed
meant I knew only greed.
[Marley moans pitifully]
Oh, I had all I could ask for.
But look what remains.
All the souls that I shunned
are now links in my chains.
If you remember, I did warn
you to not flaunt all of your--
-You stupid fool!
-No, please.
-Okay. Okay.
-I have come here to help you.
To spare you of my fate
and you admonish me?
Have you no compassion?
You will suffer as I do unless
you make a difference now.
-Or...
-What?
When you die
your spirit is doomed to
wander the world with the
poor and the needy who
you've hurt and you spurned.
Marley, I don't understand.
You were a pillar of society,
a great businessman.
Mankind was my business.
Mankind.
You must have heard of karma.
Karma, yes.
I was taught it as a child.
Then open your heart and listen.
It is man's duty to empathise
with his fellow man.
This is how you will be judged.
Three spirits will
come to you tonight.
No, please, no more...
It's Christmas.
Isn't that blasphemy to you?
Hmm?
Show that you care
before it's too late.
Don't suffer my fate!
Can't you see that
I'm down on my knees
Marley!
You can cure yourself
from this disease
It's so easy
Set yourself free
Open your eyes
And look at me
'Cos if money could talk
it would scream
It would cry
at our terrible choices
And if money could talk
It would shake us awake
In the night
with loud voices
So it's time to prepare
You won fair and square
And beware
[groans softly]
[The Ghost of Christmas Past
complaining in Spanish]
[talking to herself in Spanish]
[Sood] Who's that?
What? What is...
Marley?
What kind of ghost is this?
[replies in Spanish]
Er, can you speak
English, please?
We are in England.
[mockingly] Can you speak
English, please?
We're in England.
Are you the ghost that Marley
said is coming?
Yeah.
He asked me to do him a favour.
-He owes me.
-But this is ridiculous.
You're not even
dressed like a ghost.
[snarls]
[recoils in horror]
Oh.
[Mariachi music]
[singing in Spanish]
[whooping]
Hey, where's my tequila?
I don't condone
spirits of any kind.
You don't even have an altar.
You're supposed to have an altar
filled with
all my favourite things.
You're supposed to welcome
me with open arms.
I'm not feeling
the open arms here.
I think there's a
misunderstanding.
You never heard of
Da de Muertos?
-Day of the Dead.
-Day Of the what?
Okay, well, that's
your first problem.
Us Mexicans.
We're not afraid of death.
We actually honour the dead.
Okay, and what? Marley sent you
to warn me with this,
this out of tune
screeching band?
[gasps]
No, no, no, no, no.
[speaking Spanish]
[in English]
Hey, party pooper.
Ow!
Are you trying to blind me now?
Blind you.
No, I can't blind you
more than you already are.
I am your ghost
of Christmas Past.
My past is my past.
You have no business with it.
Let's get this over with.
I'm still hungover from the last
Da de Muertos. Come on.
No.
[animals and birds calling]
[elephant trumpets]
[lion growling]
[zebra barking]
What did you
have to run from
What did you leave behind
Don't you ever let
it catch up to you
Don't you wonder
what you will find
Let it in
Be strong
Be still
Hear its song
Hear the story
Heal the scar
Let the pain of the past
Show you who you are
Akiiki.
My dear friend, we
were inseparable.
-You like me?
-Yes.
[man speaking indistinctly]
What are you so afraid of
The life that you once knew
Can you even reach where
you are running to
The thing you run from
is you
[Sood] Uganda.
My homeland.
But no more.
Let him in
Be strong
Be still
Hear his song
Hear the story
Heal the scar
Let the pain of the past
Show you who you are
[vocalising]
Your sister.
She was with us on the
worst day of our lives.
[man on radio]
We interrupt this programme
to bring you
an urgent news report.
I insist we leave now.
Ugandan p has today declared ,
all Asians must leave the
country within 90 days.
President Amin has summoned
the British High Commissioner
in Kampala to arrange for
all British passport holders
to be removed immediately.
Many Asians were brought
to Uganda to build the
British East Africa railway
and have been living there
for more than a century.
[woman]
How could this happen?
How could they do this to us?
We were fine in India, but
these crafty British
brought us here
to build this country.
-I'm scared.
-So they could fleece the land.
Why are they not banned?
Mother, please.
The British will look after us.
We are, after all
British citizens.
They looted India and Africa
to build their own country.
Why would they help us?
[reporter] President Amin, what
will happen to the Asians
if they don't go
by the time limit?
I think they will be
sitting like they're
sitting on the fire.
Yes, it is the British
High Commissioner is here.
His responsibility.
I have told him.
Mother's passport,
father's passport.
And your
British nationality document.
-You go there.
-I got letter.
You said the Asians are
pawns of Empire and you want
to teach Britain a lesson.
And that is now a lesson
I'm teaching the British.
I am teaching now the lesson
because I am correcting them
from the mistake they had made.
If they had think before earlier
that there is African here who
can even work and building
the railway with instructions
given to them by the British,
this problem will not happen.
Goodbye, Barungi.
I love you.
-Keep all of this.
-Have you got enough space?
Yeah, put it in.
Please look after my mother.
[young Sood] Take good care
of him, he's yours now.
What?
What? I was frightened. Many
people we knew had been
beaten, robbed, k*lled on
the way to the airport.
It was my home.
I didn't want to leave.
[man]
Okay, say bye, Eshaan.
Eshaan.
Come on.
[dog whines]
Bye.
[dog whines]
Go, Barungi, go.
Bye, Barungi.
[pilot] Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to London's
Heathrow Airport.
[people protesting]
[melancholic music]
Stop the migrants!
Jobs for white workers!
[man]
It's just noise. Don't worry.
[angry shouting]
Let's register the children
and families first, please.
-Hi, sir.
-Oh, no.
We pleaded with them to leave,
but they wouldn't let us.
Father said we could find our
own work, earn our own keep.
Are you okay?
What's your name?
Outside,
the shouting was getting louder.
[angry shouting]
[woman] This way for warm
clothes, please.
[man] Got some lovely
children's clothes here.
The clothes smelled.
Could barely touch them.
-Help you feel warm.
-Thank you.
[Sood]
It's the smell of cabbage.
I remember. Cold, bland food.
Father stopped eating
after a while.
Nothing tasted as good as his
home-cooked food in Uganda.
They said he died of a
heart attack, but I know
he died of a broken heart.
And let it in
Be strong
Be still
Hear its song
Hear the story,
heal the scar
Let the pain of the past
Show you who you are
[Sood] The next day we were
sent to the kids' home.
They're going to have lots of
toys for you there.
It's going to be okay, alright?
You must be brave now.
Don't let anything
beat you down.
Look how I brought
my wealth with me.
Look, my diamonds.
Remember, with wealth, you
will always have respect.
Go out and be someone.
Come on, Eshaan, let's
get you in the car, okay?
Don't worry. It's going
to be okay.
It's going to be really nice.
[Spanish ghost] Vamos.
[in English]
The journey continues.
Let's meet you a little older.
[jolly music]
[supervisor] In there.
Bring them through. That's it.
Mr Fezzyweg.
My old boss is alive again.
Okay. Yes.
That's it, Eddie.
-Yup
-Erm...
-Eddie?
-I didn't mind.
It was easier than Eshaan.
I was just so relieved
to get out of that kids'
home and get to work.
Alright, my lovely lot.
My beautiful staff.
I want to thank you
all for a great year.
Christmas bonuses
for all of you.
[applause]
Do you disapprove
of his generosity?
His business couldn't afford it.
Well, his staff seems grateful.
Come and get it while it's hot.
Turkey and stuffing bagels.
Turn the music up.
[rhythmic electro music]
[people cheering]
[woman speaking indistinctly]
I hope this trip down memory
lane has been as valuable
for you as it has to me.
-Ay,- What? mio.
You think these
memories will change me?
You think looking back at the
pain of the past will somehow
magically wipe it all away?
-Yes.
-Yeah, well, it doesn't.
In fact, this has only served
to convince me that given the
terrible cards I was dealt,
I am the best version of me.
-Mum.
-Hello, darling.
-This is Bea.
-Oh, hello, Bea.
-Hi.
-Nice to meet you.
-Nice to meet you.
-Aren't you a pretty one.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, no, no.
You are determined to
mock me at every instance.
Hello.
[Spanish ghost]
She was your first love.
-Did you warn him?
-Oh, stop it.
[indistinct chatter]
Here I go
Out to sea again
[woman] A bit shy, isn't he?
Sunshine fills my hair
And dreams hang in the air
Cheers.
Gulls in the sky
and in my blue eye
You know it feels unfair
There's magic everywhere
Look at me standing
Here on my own again
Up straight in the sunshine
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful,
wonderful life
No need to laugh and cry
It's a wonderful,
wonderful life
No need to run and hide
It's a wonderful,
wonderful life
No need to laugh and cry
It's a wonderful,
wonderful life
A wonderful life
A wonderful life
So will you marry me?
I can't.
Until you ask my parents first.
Do you take pleasure in
showing me brutality?
It's all for a reason
that will become clear to
you by the end of the night.
Okay, and make sure that
your hair's done.
What? It looks good!
Papa can be very,
very difficult to please.
I'll be fine.
Everything's perfect,
[skinhead 1]
Oi, oi, oi, lads.
[skinhead 2]
Look at this, what we got here?
[skinheads jeering]
What you looking at, eh?
Have courage
Face the fight
Don't turn away
Turn into the light
Looking up
and standing tall
Don't turn away
Don't let them
make you fall
Stop it! Stop it! Shut up.
Just shut up!
Just stop.
Stop it.
Are you alright?
That's one-nil to England, boys.
I was fine.
Life goes on.
So don't let
the pain define you
As a man
who can never return
Don't let the pain
devour you
Face it, embrace it
And learn
[Bea's father]
Our daughter is precious.
This cannot be.
We want her not to struggle
like we have,
and marry into
a good family, to a good home.
Mr And Mrs Shivan, I did not
take this decision lightly.
Yet you have the gall to reject
me for having no money,
no family, no status,
no property to my name.
I'm going to start my own firm.
Okay, I will return
next Christmas
a wealthy businessman
with the money and the means
to buy you out
and all the shops in this
shabby high street.
[Bea's dad] Is this how
you marry somebody's daughter?
Did you not know Bea was
watching her dreams crumble?
My intentions were honourable.
They had no right to
judge me like that.
There was a time when
my family had status in Uganda.
[Fezzywig] Mr Marley, at
least glance through it.
I'm afraid, sir,
business is business.
And while I'm sure my partner
appreciates all that you've
done for him in the past,
we're a new company and we
simply cannot afford to take
such a big risk on a failed
businessman such as yourself.
Well, if I could just, yeah,
speak to Eddie,
-um, Eshaan. Mr Sood.
-I'm afraid he's not here.
He's away for the
Christmas break.
Well, Mr Fezzywig,
unfortunately that's
all I've got time for.
No, no, no, no, Mr Marley.
I'm sorry, sir. Unfortunately
I've got nothing...
This man was kind to you
when you had nothing.
He welcomed you into
his home like a son.
I wish you and your
family a very Merry Christmas.
Yes, thank you.
Yes, yes.
Thank you very much.
I do hope you enjoy
the celebrations.
Yes, I'll do my best.
-Come on, Rachel.
-Nice to see you.
Thank you.
Happy Christmas.
-Ah, Jason.
-Oh yes.
-Come in. How are you?
-Very well.
I've been looking
through your numbers.
Look, he was a good fellow,
but a very bad businessman.
He gave too much away.
He died penniless.
He took a chance on you.
Rewarded you well.
This is business, spirit.
How could I allow myself to
be dragged down like him?
Ah. Thank you.
Jacob Marley. You've still
got it! You lying dog.
Oh, got rid of him, didn't I?
Right. Gentlemen.
Happy Christmas.
-Happy Christmas.
-Not for old Fezzywig, eh?
I do love the
festive season.
-So, Jason.
-Yes.
What can we do for you?
So, as you see,
Mr And Mrs Shivan,
I'm a man of my word.
I return now
a respected proprietor
of a London
financial services company.
I have ample wealth to keep
your daughter in jewels
like these, as well as the
finest silks and satins.
I've also bought her
a grand house in Hampstead
that has the highest
property values in London.
I'll warrant this should
complete our unfinished business
and you can now approve your
daughter may now be free
to start the privileged
life she deserves with me.
This is a freehold property?
[Sood]
Bea, come out of the cold.
Why are you crying?
Look, I don't understand.
I came back as promised
for your hand.
Now a man of means.
I release you.
What? Release me?
Bea. No, Bea.
I had coffee
with Rachel Fezzywig.
Well, that's business.
You have replaced your
love for me with one that
I can never compete with.
Wait, what are you saying?
I've been loyal
and worked so hard to show
your parents I'm someone.
Okay? Your parents are happy
now for us to marry.
But I'm not.
You are not the man that I knew.
I want a husband
that worships me.
You worship money and
wealth and status.
Nothing in this world is
more odious than poverty.
So why are you judging
people like me
who strive
to better ourselves?
You spoke of marriage
with my father
as a business transaction.
Not once
did you talk of love.
No, no, no.
You don't see the word like me.
Okay.
Money can help us escape.
Escape injustices.
You don't see the world like me.
Yeah, it's unequal.
It's unfair. But
you want to hide from it
by looking down on others.
What? No, no.
Now you're talking like a fool.
I wish you every happiness in
the life that you've chosen.
Go. Go after her.
Talk to her, you fool.
Tell her she's wrong.
[Spanish ghost]
Is she wrong?
I mean, have you not become
everything she said you would?
You take pleasure
in my misfortune.
Misfortune, or heartbreak?
'Cause there's a difference.
Success isn't built on looking
backwards.
But happiness is.
Enough! This is my life.
I am in control.
Now get me out of this
bloody nightmare!
Here's one more shadow
I have to show you.
No, no more.
Okay. You don't wanna see
what happened to your
first and only love.
Look! A snowman!
Bea, a mother.
A grandmother actually.
It suits her quite well.
-This is who she married?
-Having regrets?
Maybe of never experiencing the
warmth of her kisses
or the soft caress
of her hands on your face
or the cuddle and comfort of
little kids in your later years.
You know, our neighbour's
son had a baby.
He used to work for
your old beau, Mr Sood.
Well, he fired him
on Christmas Eve.
-What?
-In fact he fired all the staff.
Without a thought
for their families.
They're not going to have
much of a Christmas.
You've got to have a heart
of stone to do that.
-He wasn't always so heartless.
-You dodged a b*llet there.
Come on.
Ferris wheel!
[boy] Yeah! Dibs the middle.
What good is
history unspoken
What good is
a lesson unused
Your heart isn't missing,
it's broken
Your soul isn't gone,
it's just bruised
It's just bruised
So don't let the pain
define you
As the man
who can never return
Don't let the pain
devour you
Face it, embrace it
and learn
-Are you crying?
-Nothing, nothing.
-You okay, baby?
-Yeah.
I don't need to see this.
Do you know what
this feeling is
-running through your veins?
-Enough!
-Enough!
-Remorse.
Let it in.
Just let it in.
No, I will not be
crushed by you!
I feel no remorse.
Do you hear me?
Hello?
[groans]
[birds chirping]
[dawn chorus of birdsong]
[groans weakly]
Barungi.
[drawer closes]
Who's tha coast to coast ing
We preaching karma,
just like your mama
Life force
We the source
All night, every day,
US to UK, oh yeah
Higher spirits,
don't you fear it
Let me get you a plate
We good baby, we ate
We about to blow your mind
Welcome to my party, Sood
Oh yeah. Come on in
and chill
That's right.
We've been dancing
All night long
still - Oh yes we do ng
I'm the ghost
of Christmas present
Give it up for the ghost
Now meet my sisters of soul
- That's right
-That's us
We say, look around
Hear that sound
You can see joy
all the time
If you just know how
Oh, oh-oh
Oh, you gotta rise up
Sing your own song
Dance your own dreams
Always believe
Oh, yeah
Sing your own song
Dance your own dreams
You've gotta rise up
-Enough!
Spirit.
I do not know if this is
a dream or not, but two things.
One, I am a vegetarian.
Please get rid of
all this dead meat.
And two, I'm a teetotaller.
No alcohol in this house.
Mm-hmm.
Whatever your reason
is to be here.
I do not want to know.
I am exhausted
and I am in no mood
for this party of yours.
Oh!
Darling, darling.
I love Christmas.
It's the most
wonderful time of year.
Not this again.
Right this second
-All around the earth
- All around the earth
There are parties
Full of merriment and mirth
Take a look, take a look
around you
Do you think these
people have it all
Do they, do they
No they don't
but they all know
What you gotta do
when you get low
You gotta rise up
Christmas is a con.
Big business is
selling you crap
you can't afford,
you don't need.
You may be right.
God tells us to love and
care for all no matter what
-religion your God reps.
-Amen.
Do you know much harm
is done in this world
in the name of religion?
Facts.
Finally. Finally, a ghost
who admits I'm right.
So many of us carry the pain
of inequality on every level,
but doesn't that make you
want to change the world
and maybe yourself
for the better?
There are good people in the
world too, who feel the pain
of others wronged, but I believe
that humans have the power
-to rise up.
-"Rise up", rise up you say.
Can't you see
that is what I have done!
I have money.
I have properties,
I have status.
Nothing can hurt me now.
So then why are you so unhappy?
It's easy to hate
and discriminate
We lose the battle
when we take the bait
Face your fears
Can't you hear the pain
of your past
Which has led you here
Treating everyone bad
Your scars,
they are skin deep
But deeper is love
The keeper is love
The message is love
Don't you wanna be love
-Oh yeah
-Don't you wanna be love
Oh yeah
Listen to me, yeah
You got power too
So why you want others
to hurt the way you do
Oh yeah
Ah ha, to make a change ance
Go on and make a change now
You can make a difference
in just a small way
When there's a challenge
you've got to say
Rise up
People like us, they've
been through a lot
They carry the weight
on their backs, yeah
That kind of weight,
that kind of hate
Can bury us
right in our tracks
We need all the strength
we can get
If we're ever
gonna win this fight
The ones who help others,
they rest well
Tell me, how do
you sleep at night?
When you wake up
in the morning
Do you feel ready to rise
Rise, rise, rise
Rise up! Rise up
Find the higher ground
Don't let hate
define who you are
Don't let hate
define you
-Rise up! Rise up
-Make your own sound
Let them hear you
near and far
-Find the higher ground
Find the higher ground
-Rise up! Rise up
-Make your own sound
Make them hear you
near and far
You gotta rise up
Sing your own song
Dance your own dream
Oh look at me
We gotta keep on moving
Keep on believing
You gotta rise up
Sing your own song
Dance your own dream
-N -Hey! e up
Are you done?
Can I go back to bed?
We got some more work to do.
[Sood] Bob lives here
with all those kids.
Bob always goes that
extra mile for you, right?
More than most.
You pay him peanuts
and yet he still has your back.
[indistinct chatter]
I'll go get some more crackers.
Peter, you go get the cutlery.
Let's set the table.
-Okay. I can help.
-I'll pour the water.
Oh no, Tim!
Tim, are you okay?
Tim, not again.
-You all right, buddy?
-I'm fine.
I'll pick him up.
You must be hungry, Tim.
It's all right.
-You all right?
-Yeah, it's all right.
-Dad's got you.
-[Tim] Couldn't control it.
-[Mary] Did it hurt?
-Yeah, a little bit.
-[Bob] Brave boy.
-You are so brave.
-Thank you.
-What's wrong with him?
-Nasty little fall.
-You're fine, aren't you.
He suffers from a rare illness.
-You're a strong little kid.
-He's got tumours.
No, your brother's fine, kids.
Don't worry.
The doctors are trying
to treat him,
but it's
a race against time.
[Mary] You're absolutely right
as rain. Aren't you, Tim?
You do get me worried sometimes.
They've started a fund to
see if they can take him
to a specialist in Switzerland.
Is it feeling a bit better?
Yeah.
-Rub it better.
-Thanks.
Will he be okay?
[Mary] You'll feel better,
Tim, once you've eaten.
Kids, set the table.
Ooh, I think it's ready.
Perfect.
[Sood] It's a small turkey,
isn't it?
It's a chicken with
yesterday's sell-by date.
Mary was very pleased
with her bargain.
Well, Merry Christmas, everyone,
and especially those less
fortunate than us
who don't have
a feast like ours.
Nor a family as lovely.
God bless Mr Sood,
founder of our feast.
Now, why'd you have to go
mention that tight-fisted,
-stingy miser for.
-Mary. It's Christmas.
Yeah, he's probably having
a merry old time somewhere
fancy with all his money.
You know, more than anyone,
Bob, that he ain't worth
a single blessing in this house.
I didn't know she held me
in such low esteem.
That's on you, boo.
I dunno why you put up with him.
-He gave me my first break.
-That's true, I did.
I taught him the contracts.
I taught him the books.
Yeah. And he'll always
see you as a minion.
You can't even ask for a raise.
Do you know why?
Because he'll say no.
And you'll be fired.
-Mum?
-No.
It's 'cause I think he's sick.
Mr Sood is sick, Dad?
Anyone that miserable, son, has
got to be sick in some way.
But most people,
they don't see it.
I think he's depressed.
That's why he acts like he does.
What do you mean, Dad?
What are you talking about, Dad?
There's a boy
inside the man
A tiny ancient spark
Dimmed by wind and rain
See it flickering
through the dark
He stamps his feet
and makes a scene
He is a child alone,
marooned
But don't just see
the way he's mean
Look past the wicked,
to the wound
There's a boy
inside the man
Much smaller than he seems
Life has done
the worst it can
Now while he sees
his broken dreams
There's a passion
burning still
A song he can't control
See the boy inside the
man and you will see
The Christmas in his soul
He's the man
who's had his fill
But whose joy for
lifetime stole
See the boy inside the
man and you will see
The Christmas in his soul
Though he may he
be a millionaire
It's come at far too high
a cost
Spent on love
that wasn't there
Paid in innocence
he's lost
Seek the diamond
in the rock
Not the heavy lump of coal
See the boy inside the man
And you will see the
Christmas in his soul
This is a man
who time forgot
A man of
desperate empty spaces
A man with weary,
broken places
Which can't be whole
Find the boy inside
the man and you will find
The Christmas in your soul
When you look
to see the goodness
Look to see the brightness
You have to trust
that broken places
Are made whole
Find the boy inside the man
and you will find
Find the boy inside
the man and you will feel
The Christmas in your soul
-Come here.
-[Bob] Love you lot.
-[Mary] Love you.
-And Happy Christmas.
-Happy Christmas!
-Now let's eat!
Yes.
God bless Mrs Sood, my doctors,
the NHS, my friends and family.
-God bless everyone.
-Well said, Tim.
-God bless.
-Cheers to that.
Spirit. Tell me.
Will Tim live?
Depends on if things stay
the same in the future.
-Surely you can spare him.
-Why?
You don't have
time for the weak.
You are the one who said,
are there no hospitals,
no hostels, no institutions
that could lock
the sick and frail away
so that good tax paying
citizens like you
are not penalised
for their failures?
Stop judging.
Is one rich CEO worth
a thousand Tim Cratchits?
Touch my garment.
If you really want to see
what people think about you.
[together]
[Raj] I'll tell you
what's not right,
it's you and fools like you
spending money
you don't have on merriment.
How many times have I told
you I do not want to party?
I do not want to take part in
excessive drinking and eating.
[laughter]
I don't even know
what's so funny.
He doesn't even
sound like me.
Come on, Jas!
[Bhangra music]
He won't wish you
a Merry Christmas
He won't wish you
a Merry Christmas
He won't wish you
a Merry Christmas
Uncle Sood says
Christmas is a con
Uncle Sood won't
turn the heating on
Uncle Sood
is stubborn as a moose
Mean old miser, criticiser
Why is he so grim
Let us not be hateful
Let's be grateful
we're not him
[Bhangra in Punjabi]
Christmas is for family
you love
Nephews wives or
all of the above
That much may seem
clear to you and me
Uncle Sood does not agree
Listen Sonny, we have money
That's why she said yes
by our status and success s,
[Bhangra in Punjabi]
[doorbell rings]
Okay. Hold it one second.
[cheering]
[Malkit Singh sings in Punjabi]
Come on, it's time to move.
-Already?
-Yes.
C-Can we go back?
I haven't been to a family
party like that since...
Uganda.
That is why I see so
little of my nephew.
His presence is a stabbing
reminder of what I lost.
He doesn't know that. All he
sees is your rejection of him.
He is young and in love.
Soon this world will teach
him cynicism over love.
I can't deny the memories
of your past,
but you will heal if
you can see the other side too.
There were many Africans
k*lled in Uganda
under that same president,
and you were lucky enough
to get out alive and now
many are being welcomed back
to rebuild the country of
their birth together, unified
by their love of the land.
Um, maybe, but it's too late.
My father, my sister,
they can never see that.
But you can,
can't replace the pain,
but justice served can ease
the burden of those memories.
How can you say that?
Both of us have endeared
slurs and beatings
because of how we look.
There are many who do not share
our colour, but carry the shame
of our scars, embarrassed by the
foolishness of their own people.
Look to yourself,
find forgiveness.
You are naive.
Why should I do the forgiving?
Hm?
What are you so afraid of
The life that you once knew
Can you even reach where
you're running to
The thing you run from
is you
Oh, are you the last ghost
that Marley said will come?
Are you the ghost
of Christmas future?
[man]
Did you hear about Sood?
[man 2]
I mean, what have you heard?
[woman] Well, I heard apparently
he was all alone.
I know as much as you do.
He's history.
Kaput. Gone.
Strong coco latte
with hazelnut.
When did he die?
Got my grande flat white,
oat milk?
[man] Last night, I think.
Heart attack.
I asked for almond milk.
I thought you said coconut.
Listen, I hope we
get our back fees.
There's always a struggle
to get those invoices paid.
Well, what's he done
with all his money?
Who knows? I mean, I made him
millions in stock and bonds.
Well, sadly, you'll not
see any of it now.
-Yeah. Well, neither will you.
-Nor Sood.
What a plonker.
[all laugh]
Knowing him.
I bet it's gonna
be a cheap funeral.
[thunder rumbling]
No!
I die all alone. How pitiful.
What good is
history unspoken
What good is
a lesson unused
Your heart isn't missing,
it's broken
Your soul isn't gone,
it's just bruised
Wise up
Wise up
Find a higher ground
Don't let hate
define who you are
Wise up
Wise up
before it's too late
Fight the fear
Embrace the pain
Stand your ground
You got to wise up
Don't let the pain
define you
Sing your own songs
As the man who can
never return
And do it fast
You've got to wise up
Don't let the pain
devour you
Sing your own songs
-Heal your own scars
-Face it, embrace it
-And learn
-And face the past
And learn
Please stop!
[grunts]
[Sanskrit chant]
[Sood] Mrs Joshi.
Oh,
loyal till the end.
Remember how he loved.
Remember his smile
His smile could move
the earth
It was so worthwhile
And if I keep you
in my heart
We'll never really be apart
So sleep, little boy
I hope that you knew
a gift is still a gift
And the gift was you
[children sniffling]
Thanks.
Thank you.
Thanks.
[sobbing]
Bob, I can fix it.
I can fix this.
No, I can fix, I can,
I can give Bob a raise.
I could, I could--
I could send him to
Switzerland for treatment.
I could...
We can save the boy!
I am sorry, Bob.
Have courage
Face the loss
Don't turn around
I know the cause
Let it in
Be strong
Be kind
Hear its song
Hear the story
Heal the scar
Let the joy of the past
show you
Who you are
[Bob sighs]
[breathing shakily]
I don't want to die.
[sobbing]
I don't want Tim to die.
I want to live.
I have so much more to give.
No, no, no.
I have so much more to give.
No, I want to live!
Please.
No!
[church bells ring]
[bright music]
[squeals in joy]
-[groans]
-[excited chatter]
What day is it?
It's Christmas day of course.
Yes. I haven't missed it.
Were you the choir that
was singing last night?
Yes.
But please don't shout at us.
Shout at you?
Of course
I'm gonna shout at you.
I'm gonna shout at you.
if you don't sing! [laughs]
Sing, sing away!
What a weirdo.
[laughing]
Oh, thank you.
Thank you, Jacob, my friend.
Spirits.
Spirits. Thank you.
Thank you, thank you,
thank you!
Here it comes our favourite
time of the year
[singing in Luganda]
Here it comes our favourite
time of the year
[singing in Luganda]
Into the fall the time to be
there for each other
Season calls bringing
loved ones together
Near and dear we'll sing
oh and we'll cheer
We're excited yes
Christmas is here
Mrs Joshi.
I'm so happy to see you.
Even on Christmas day, you
come to take care of me.
[scoffs] What does it matter?
We are Hindus.
Now, Christmas day, any
other day.
It does matter.
It does matter.
Mrs Joshi, it's a
holiday for us all.
You must go home, spend
the day with your family.
I have never felt better.
But before you go, I
have something for you.
Stale Matis?
How long have
these been in here?
Take these Matis for every
Christmas, every Diwali,
every birthday gift you
should have received from me.
Are you sure you're not sick?
Let me show you.
Are those diamonds?
A wise woman from Uganda
taught me that trick.
She said, "Work hard,
be someone."
And today I intend on being
that someone.
I'm going to share everything
I have with those who need it.
Aha.
So go.
Go.
Spend the day with your family!
Merry Christmas!
He told us to love
and be kind without fear
Have faith and forgive
and hold everyone dear
So we sing
and celebrate this time
With good cheer
So here it comes our
favourite time of the year
That time of year
Here it comes our
favourite time of the year
Time of the year
Into the fall the time
to be there for each other
The season calls bringing
loved ones together
Near and dear, we'll sing
oh and we'll cheer
We're excited
yes, Christmas here
Wonderful!
[laughs]
Thank you for all
your charity work.
I want to help you
in every way I can.
Balthazar from Africa
with gifts in their hands
Frankincense, myrrh
And gold
from their distant lands
They followed the star that
shone a new path
To honour a child who'd
teach us with his heart
So children let his
message be clear
Love one another spread
kindness not fear
Remember the reason
behind all the fun
Do you hear?
How many times have I told you
not to spoil Bobo like this?
Oh, that's all I
need, another lecture.
Why don't you go inside
and help your mother pack
up the Christmas stock? Tidy up.
Okay.
You were right.
I lost money
on the Christmas stock.
-How much?
-Too much.
Will you sell it all to me?
What for half price?
'Cause I don't have any choice.
I'll pay you 10 times the cost.
Now listen, here, I
have to make a living. And...
What?
In fact, how much for
everything in the shop?
Snacks, sweets,
drinks, everything.
Are you okay?
I want to buy everything so you
have nothing left to sell today.
Pack up the Christmas gifts,
the toys, the chocolates
and then shut the shop and spend
your day with your family.
[Bobo whines]
Oh, what a cute doggy.
Yay! Hahaha!
To make our world better
Regardless of creed
All your neighbours and
those who are in need
The hungry, the homeless,
with no place to go
Show them love
-Oh, you again.
-For last night.
Thank you.
A tip I should have given you.
Now I have some
urgent errands to run.
Can you take me or do you have
to get back to your family?
Well, me smoke alarm's gone
off 10 times indoors already.
-So, uh, jump in.
-Let's go.
[cabbie] Yeah, there you go.
Get the old bags up.
Beautiful.
-Put it on!
-That's the one he wanted.
-Yeah.
-That's a great gift.
-Astronaut Tim.
-[doorbell rings]
I'll go.
That's a bit weird.
You should try them on.
Shall I help you?
[Bob]
So where are you gonna fly?
Do you have to go to work, Dad?
-Work?
-It's your boss.
-[sighs]
-Don't you dare get up, Bob.
Well, there must
be something wrong.
I'm warning you.
You deserve one day away from
that tight-fisted, miser.
He does indeed,
Mrs Cratchit.
[Mary] Come here, kids.
But not just one day.
The rest of his life.
Are you telling me he's fired?
As my clerk? Yes.
But as my business
partner, no!
Business partner?
20 times your current salary
and extra holidays
and... stay right here.
What's happening?
Yay!
Oh my God.
Whoa.
There's so many presents.
-Posh hot chocolate.
-Thank you very much.
And posh hot chocolates?
Mr S. I don't know what to say.
A simple
Merry Christmas will do.
I am so grateful for everything
that you have done for me.
Oh, Mrs Cratchit.
For Tim's Swiss fund.
From Bob's health benefits.
He's earned it.
Oh my God, Bob.
Oh, I haven't had a
hug like that
since I was a boy in Africa.
I give the best hugs.
Oh, and this is for the staff.
Overdue Christmas bonuses.
They're all rehired.
I am much obliged.
Merry, Merry,
Merry Christmas. Colin!
-Merry Christmas.
-Let's go.
Wish him a Happy Christmas.
Happy Christmas, Mr S.
[Sood] I'm having a party
at the Christmas market.
Everyone's invited.
[Bob]
See you down there.
Everybody loves
Christmas morning
Mum and dad still yawning
[indistinct chatter]
Hoping that snow's
been falling
Cos everybody
loves Christmas
[tape scratch]
I was a mean old miser,
criticiser,
always rude and grim.
I was so hateful.
But now I am grateful.
I am no longer him.
I'm so sorry.
Forgive me.
What?
-What does that mean?
-Colin!
Two pigs in blanketsand
a bland Butterball turkey
On the third day
of Christmas
My wife she made for me
Three burnt sausage rolls
two pigs in blankets
And her bland
Butterball turkey
-I got one. I got one.
-Go on.
On the fourth day
of Christmas
This lady made for me
Four diamond Matis,
three burnt sausage rolls
Two, two pigs in blankets
And her bland
Butterball turkey
[Colin] Some Scrooge
you turned out to be.
[Sood laughs]
Think of the joy
the new season will bring
Family and friends
Every sweet Christmas things
Put love and kindness
In all that you do
Is gonna come back to you
All debts are cancelled.
Yes. Today everything is on me.
Merry Christmas.
Ha-ha!
What a turnaround.
Inexplicable. Check it out
It's a Yuletide miracle
Old man Sood on
a Christmas ting. Nah
What the Dickens
am I witnessing
What you give
comes back around again
I'll try your homemade
pies, my friends
Christmas in a bite
On that you can depend
Wheels of karma
Christmas karma
Keep on turning
Gonna keep on going, coming,
churning, drumming
Karma
Christmas karma
Magic Karma
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing every year
Karma
Christmas karma
Magic Karma
Gonna keep on reaping,
sowing, growing every year
[Malkit sings in Punjabi]
[mouths] Thank you.
[Sood] Tim.
-You okay?
-I'm okay.
You know what, Tim?
I'm going to spend every
single penny I have on making
you and kids
like you strong again.
And I'm going to give you
all the hugs you missed
since you was a boy in Africa.
God bless you, son.
[birds chirping]
[contemplative music]
[happy laughter]
Akiiki!
Rafiki Yangu!
[laughing joyfully]
[in English]
You called me after 50 years?
Thank you for coming,
my dearest.
You know what I want?
There's a boy
inside the man
Much wiser than he seems
Life has done
the worst it can
Now he's free
to live his dreams
There's a passion
burning still
A song he can't control
Now the boy inside the
man has come to find
The Christmas in his soul
Just a little bit.
Even a man whom time forgot
A man of desperate
empty spaces
A man with weary
broken places
Can be made whole
And when you look to
see the brightness
Trust in simple goodness
Then in lonely darkness
you will see
The kindness
in your soul
And the boy inside the
man is free to find
The Christmas in his soul
In his soul
[melodious flute music]
[soft piano music]
Last Christmas
[singing in Hindi]
For someone special
Last Christmas
[all singing in Hindi]
Someone special
[Indian classical music playing]
But you still catch my eye
[singing in Hindi]
Someone special
[singing in Spanish]
[Indian classical music]
[inaudible chatter]
The old man's a Scrooge
Last Christmas
[singing in Hindi]
For someone special
[singing in Hindi]
[singing in Hindi]
[in English] They've definitely
left the cinema by now.
It's one way of
getting them out.
This.
Has everyone gone?
Is anyone still there?
I might use this at
the end of my gigs.
[laughter]
Crowded room,
friends with tired eyes
[song mainly in Hindi]
And your soul of ice
You were someone to rely on
A shoulder to cry on
Face on another
A man undercover
But you tore me apart
You'll never fool me again
Last Christmas
For someone special
Last Christmas
For someone special
Last Christmas
For someone special
Last Christmas
For someone special
[song fades out]
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