CAROLERS
(E.M. BEZZLEMENT holds his head with two hands,
reversing them from the top of his skull to under
his chin, grimmacing.)
DAD
Wow! You OK? What was that all about?
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
(pulls out a business card and offers it to DANNY.)
Nobody’s perfect. E.M. BEZZLEMENT, at your service.
(taking card back)
Full banking and financial services.
(grandiosely)
We’re looking for a possible spot for a new 24-hour automatic teller machine. However, I’m optimistic. A shortfall in the the long haul.
(aside)
More lambs to fleece.
(aloud)
There’s a world of opportunity just around the corner.
PEGGY
Small world.
ELF S
Short but wide.
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
(He pulls a newspaper from his overcoat pocket and
tosses it into the nearby trash can.)
Maybe I’ll be newspaper magnate.
(He pulls a beer can from his coat pocket and tosses it
in the can.)
Or a brewing magnate.
ELF S
No wonder he took everybody’s loose change. It’s his magnetic personality.
3RD ANGEL
Well, what do you want to be?
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
(snickering)
Rich!
(Three SANTAS walk by ringing bells and accepting donations. DAD contributes as E.M. BEZZLEMENT dusts off his coat)
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
(When it’s his turn to give.)
Mmmmmm. Got change for a fifty? Sorry.
DANNY
I thought you were broke.
ELF S
Be careful he doesn’t ask you for a loan.
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
(Excited.)
Eureka!
ELF S
I do not
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
What a splendid idea!
ANGELS
We don’t have any money to lend you, either.
E.M. BEZZLEMENT
Good heavens, no. Why, those two have just given me an idea for a marvelous way to raise capital. A red coat. A wig. A hearty laugh. Ho, ho, ho!