Blackadder's Christmas Carol

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Blackadder, Blackadder...

In the reign of good Queen Vic,

there stood, in Dumpling Lane

in Old London Town,

the moustache shop

of one Ebenezer Blackadder,

the kindest and loveliest man in all England.

He's kind and generous to the sick

He'd never spread a nasty rumour

He never gets on people's wick

And doesn 't laugh at toilet humour

Blackadder, Blackadder

He's sickeningly good

Blackadder, Blackadder

As nice as Christmas pud

Humbug! Humbug!

- Humbug, Mr Baldrick?

- Oh, thank you very much.

I 've got all the presents.

And I 've nearly finished the Christmas cards.

Splendid, let me see.

"A very messy Christmas."

Sorry, Mr Baldrick, shouldn't that be "merry"?

"A merry messy Christmas"?

All right, but it must be "messy".

Messy cake, soggy pudding,

big wet kisses under the mistletoe.

Yes... I fear, Mr Baldrick,

the only way you'd get a big wet kiss

at Christmas,

or any other time,

is to make a pass at a water closet.

Be that as it may... "A merry messy Christmas."

"Christmas" has an "H" in it, Mr Baldrick.

And an "R".

Also an "I" and an "S", also a "T",

an "M", an "A" and another "S".

And you've missed out the "C".

Congratulations, Mr Baldrick, a triumph.

You're the first to spell Christmas

without getting a single letter right.

I was a bit rushed. I've been helping out

with the workhouse nativity play.

- How did it go?

- Not very well

At the last moment, the baby playing Jesus died.

Oh, dear, this high

infant mortality rate's a real devil

when it comes to staging

quality children's theatre.

- What did you do?

- Got another Jesus.

Thank goodness. His name?

Spot.

There weren't any more children,

so we had to settle for a dog.

I'm not convinced that Christianity

would've established

its firm grip over the hearts of mankind

if all Jesus ever said was "Woof!!"'

It went all right till the shepherds came on.

We weren't able to get real sheep,

so we stuck some wool...

..on some other dogs.

Yeah, and the moment Jesus

got a whiff of 'em, he's away.

While the angel's singing

"Peace on Earth, goodwill to mankind",

Jesus scampers across and tries

to get a sheep to give him a piggyback.

Scarcely appropriate behaviour

for the son of God, Mr Baldrick.

- Weren't the children upset?

- No, they loved it.

Oh, the playful young scamps, eh?

Still what a lovely thought it is,

at this moment, all over the country,

from highest to lowest,

through those charming plump folk

somewhere in the middle,

everyone is enjoying Christmas.

- What are you doing, Albert?

- Nothing.

Oh, yes, you are,

you naughty German sausage!

- Tell me what you're doing.

- Nothing!

When you're busy ruling India,

you don't tell me what you're doing.

Why should I tell you when I am busy

wrapping this cushion

for your surprise Christmas present?

Dem! Now I have only

two surprise presents for you.

Oh, dear Alby, don't worry, I don't mind.

I do. I love surprises.

Christmas without surprises

is like the nuts without the nutcracker.

Which is why I have brought you

this surprise nutcracker...

Dem! Dem!

Darling Bobo, don't worry.

Besides, haven't you forgotten something?

- What?

- Our traditional Christmas adventure.

Yes, of course, the traditional

Christmas adventure! Huzzah!

What traditional Christmas adventure?

You silly soldier!

When we disguise ourselves as common folk

and go amongst the people

to reward the virtuous and the good.

Yes, of course, Dummkopf,

how could I forget!

Das ist nicht ausgezeichnet!

It is precisely for such an outing

that I have bought you my final surprise present,

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