Scene Three opens in Times Square. Ebenezer notices a guitarist playing Jingle Bells, and he snaps.
Ebenezer: {On his boiling point.} You! I hate carols! I’m an NBA legend! Christmas isn’t important! Basketball is! Humbug!
{Ebenezer picks up the guitar and smashes it. As soon as he finishes, he notices the name on the guitar says ‘Past.’ Its’s the first spirit.}
Past: Hello, Ebenezer. I’ve been expecting you. I am your past.
Ebenezer: {Anxious.} No! This must be a mistake. A coincidence. It has to be!
Past: Nope. I’m here! You are coming with me to a Christmas from your past.
{Past and Ebenezer go back in time to when Ebenezer was 13, playing basketball on a court.}
Past: Remember this Christmas?
Ebenezer: Yeah. I was 13 and all I wanted was to be the next Kobe Bryant. I spent every day practicing the game. {He sees his younger self throw a basket.} Go, young me!!!
{Just then, three rude bikers park onto the court where young Ebenezer is playing.}
Biker One: Yo! Some brat is on our court!
Young Ebenezer: What do you guys want?
Biker Two: Shouldn’t you be writing a letter to Santa, boy?
Biker Three: Not that it matters. Santa was invented so they could sell Coke.
Young Ebenezer: Uh….. I can live with that.
Biker One: Get off our court!
{Young Ebenezer walks off the court as the bikers laugh at him.}
Past: This contributed to you losing your Christmas spirit … slowly. But this is last Christmas, where you lost it all.
{Past and Ebenezer go forward in time to the Christmas before the events of this movie, where we see Ebenezer and Cratchitt in an Irish pub.}
Past: Remember this day?
Ebenezer: Yeah. My date with Lorelai.
{Lorelai walks into the pub and sits down. She looks stressed.}
Lorelai: Thanks for coming, guys.
Cratchitt: What is this about?
Lorelai: Ebenezer, you are gonna be a dad.
Ebenezer: {Spitting out his champagne.} What?! No! I can’t have a kid! I’m a four-time NBA MVP! I got a career to focus on! If you think I’m raising a kid, you’re wrong!
Lorelai: Wow! I had no idea you were this much of a jerk. G o o d b y e!
{Lorelai leaves. The other Ebenezer looks at the last Christmas Ebenezer in shock.}
Ebenezer: Why did I yell at her like that?
Past: You were too focused on playing basketball to enjoy Christmas. That included miracles like that.
Gangster: {To the last Christmas Ebenezer.} What was that for, bro?! You don’t tell at a woman like that, bro?! I’m gonna beat you up right now!
Ebenezer: Let’s rumble, mate!
{The last Christmas Ebenezer and the gangster fight, and the cops are called.
Ebenezer and Past go to the jail, where the Last Christmas Ebenezer is being held.}
Past: As a result of that fight, you spent last Christmas in jail.
{The last Christmas Ebenezer is planning his next move for the NBA in the shower when he drops the soap. A fat man walks up to him.}
Past: That was…
Ebenezer: {Interrupting.} Head Huncho. Yeah. I got that. Very mean.
Head Huncho: Pick up that soap, bro!
Ebenezer: I am a celebrity on the court. I’m not picking up any soap. You do it!
{Head Huncho beats Last Christmas Ebenezer up.
Past and Ebenezer go back to modern times at Rockefeller Center.}
Past: Now you know what your past looks like. The next spirit will meet you here at Rockefeller Center. See ya! I got to go shoot some hoops.
{Past leaves. Ebenezer looks in awe.}
Ebenezer: OK. I have nothing else going in and skating is a good way to train for tomorrow and this is real. So I might as well skate and stay until the next spirit comes.
{Ebenezer proceeds to figure skate. But our story isn’t done yet.
The Present is about to open Ebenezer’s eyes further.
End of scene. To be continued.}
