Charles Dickens: Scrooge found him self in a very quiet and very small cemetery with the Spirit.
Albert Einstein: Man this took a harsh turn quickly! I thought you said…
Charles Dickens: Yes Al, we’re getting there just be patient.
Donald Trump: Spirit, I fear this, but I must ask. Whose death were the men talking about a cheap funeral?
Skeletor: That’s why we are here you fool! Look yonder at that headstone.
Charles Dickens: The Ghost pointed and Scrooge slowly walked towards the headstone:
Donald Trump: Answer me one more question, are these the shadows of things that will be or are they the shadows of things that may be only?
Skeletor: Why must I be surrounded by these fools! Look Scrooge, and get your answer!
Donald Trump: These events can be changed, A life can be made right.
Charles Dickens: Scrooge approached the headstone and wiped away the snow and grime to revel his name.
Donald Trump: Oh no please spirit no. Hear me now, I’m no the man I was. Why would you show me this if I was past all hope! I Will honor Christmas and try to keep it all year. I will live my life in the past the present and the future. I will not shut out these lessons you have shown me. Tell me that I may sponge out this writing on the stone!
Charles Dickens: Scrooge kneeled and begged the Ghost. Who said nothing.
Donald Trump: Please Spirit, what must I do to make this go away?