Excuse me, Mr. Scrooge, but it appears to be closing time.
Very well. I'll see you at 8 tomorrow morning.
Um, tomorrow's Christmas.
8:30, then.
If you please, sir, half an hour off hardly seems customary for Christmas Day.
And how much time is customary, Mr. Cratchet?
Well, the, uh, whole day.
The entire day?
Oh, no! No! It was the frog's idea!
If you please, Mr. Scrooge, why open the business tomorrow? Other businesses will be closed; you'll have no one to do business with. It'll waste a lot of expensive coal for the fire.
It's a poor excuse for picking a man's pocket every December the 25th. But as I seem to be the only one around who knows that... take the day off.