Monday morning, Richmond. (NFB)
[Ten is asleep. Barely. The holiday songs have all mixed and melded in his brain, along with the fear and sleep deprivation, into something else.
Along with what he'd seen on the drive over, with everything else he's ever seen, with everyone
the homeless man and the addict on the corner in Alexandria
with Cally and Jack and Wilson and Aziraphale
with a Cyberman and a Yeti
with a busker from Oblivion and a Dreilyn clerk
with Adam and Geoff
with Grace and Nyssa and Jamie
all marching militantly down the middle of the main street of Fandom, singing. The homeless man starts them out, but then they all join in, loud and angry and sad and tormented.
Can't you spare a dime or two
Here but for the grace of God go you
You'll be merry
I'll be merry
Though merry ain't in my vocabulary
No sleigh bells
No Santa Claus
No Yule log
No tinsel
No holly
No hearth
No
'Rudolph the red nosed reindeer'
Rudolph the red nosed reindeer
No room at the Holiday Inn -- oh no
He’s standing in the middle of the street, unable to move as snowflakes start to fall down around his head. And they’re pointing their fingers at him, accusing him of something, anything, not being in the bloody spirit of the holiday, not understanding, not doing enough, when CJ steps out from the crowd, bloody and broken but still on her feet. Walking up to him, she cocks her head and moves close, body almost touching his, singing low in his ear, blood against his cheek.
Kiss me, it's beginning to snow
And he screams...
And wakes up.]
((Lyrics and dream sequence based on 'Christmas Bells' from Jonathan Larson's musical RENT. You won't see this in the film, sadly.))
Along with what he'd seen on the drive over, with everything else he's ever seen, with everyone
the homeless man and the addict on the corner in Alexandria
with Cally and Jack and Wilson and Aziraphale
with a Cyberman and a Yeti
with a busker from Oblivion and a Dreilyn clerk
with Adam and Geoff
with Grace and Nyssa and Jamie
all marching militantly down the middle of the main street of Fandom, singing. The homeless man starts them out, but then they all join in, loud and angry and sad and tormented.
Can't you spare a dime or two
Here but for the grace of God go you
You'll be merry
I'll be merry
Though merry ain't in my vocabulary
No sleigh bells
No Santa Claus
No Yule log
No tinsel
No holly
No hearth
No
'Rudolph the red nosed reindeer'
Rudolph the red nosed reindeer
No room at the Holiday Inn -- oh no
He’s standing in the middle of the street, unable to move as snowflakes start to fall down around his head. And they’re pointing their fingers at him, accusing him of something, anything, not being in the bloody spirit of the holiday, not understanding, not doing enough, when CJ steps out from the crowd, bloody and broken but still on her feet. Walking up to him, she cocks her head and moves close, body almost touching his, singing low in his ear, blood against his cheek.
Kiss me, it's beginning to snow
And he screams...
And wakes up.]
((Lyrics and dream sequence based on 'Christmas Bells' from Jonathan Larson's musical RENT. You won't see this in the film, sadly.))