It was the afternoon of Christmas Eve and Scrooge was conscious of a thousand odors, each one connected with a thousand thoughts and hopes and joys and cares long, long forgotten.

More from The Muppet Christmas Carol

• After all, there's only one more sleep 'til Christmas.
• Christmas is a very busy time for us, Mr. Cratchit. People preparing feasts, giving parties, spending the mortgage money on frivolities. One might say that December is the foreclosure season. Harvest time for the money-lenders.
• What an employer he was. As hard and ruthless as a rose petal.
• Light the lamp, not the rat. Light the lamp! Not the rat!
• Mother always taught me: never eat singing food.
• I'm going to Bombay, India, to become a movie star!