- Nancy: You pin this on Bill to get an easy result, you'll be missing the real felon.
- Inspector Bucket: I'm not pinning anything on anyone - that is not my way. I just want the truth. You can trust me.
- [Nancy looks away]
- Inspector Bucket: You don't believe me?
- Nancy: Marley dies, and here's you with your books and your maps and your questions, but girls like me are found dead every day and who cares? I've no cause to believe or trust the law.
- Inspector Bucket: I'm gonna be the one to change that, miss.
- [Bystanders retch as the feet of Jacob Marley's corpse protrude from a badly constructed coffin]
- Ebeneezer Scrooge: Nothing but good mahogany can keep in the stench of a putrefying corpse. Marley left no provision for such a coffin. Jacob Marley left no provision for a coffin at all, or indeed any funeral. It's the common pit for him, I'm afraid. Well then...
- [He hands over some coins]
- Ebeneezer Scrooge: There's an end to it.
- [Scrooge replaces his hat and walks off]
- [while Frances is sat at the breakfast table, her father empties most of the coal scuttle on to the fire]
- Frances Barbary: We shall be cold for the rest of the week, then.
- Edward Barbary: I will reverse our fortunes.
- Frances Barbary: And in the meantime, we shall all wrap ourselves in blankets and tell each other that there is nothing to worry about.
- [as Frances continues to scrape a minuscule amount of butter on to her toast, her father grabs the butter knife in anger]
- Edward Barbary: Scraping like a miser!
- [He forcibly spreads a much larger amount]
- Edward Barbary: Scraping, scraping, scraping! You could have been married, Frances, and far away from this. You chose to break your engagement and now you are here: a mouth to feed! So maybe it's you that's the problem?
- [a boy delivers a note to Scrooge and stands patiently while it is read, awaiting payment]
- Ebeneezer Scrooge: [Looking up] What are you waiting for?
- [the boy promptly leaves empty-handed]