The Charlie Brown Christmas Movie
2010/12/28 § 2 Comments
So I just had to watch the movie again (after many, many years) when a friend told me that he thought my Christmas Tree looked like Charlie Brown’s.
And it’s amazing how the script is as relevant now as it was in 1965. And very, very funny too. Here are some of the scenes:
Charlie: (to Linus) I think there must be something wrong with me. I just don’t understand Christmas, I guess. I might be getting presents and sending Christmas cards and decorating trees and all that, but I’m still not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m supposed to feel.
Charlie: Rats! (sad). Nobody sent me a Christmas card today. I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?
Charlie sits in front of Lucy’s psychiatric booth (and pays a nickel…)
Lucy: Boy, I love the beautiful sound of cold, hard, cash, that beautiful, beautiful sound. Nickels, nickels, nickels. That beautiful sound of plunking nickels. Now what seems to be your trouble?
Charlie: I know I should be happy during Christmas, but I can’t seem to manage it.
Lucy: Incidentally, I know how you feel about all this Christmas business, getting depressed and all that. It happens to me every year. I never get what I really want. I always get a lot of stupid toys, or a bicycle, or clothes, or something like that.
Charlie: What is it you want?
Lucy: Real Estate.
Snoopy enters, hauling a large brown box overflowing with colorful holiday lights, etc. Charlie follows Snoopy to his house while Snoopy creates a large roof display.
Charlie: What’s going on here?
Snoopy grins, hands Charlie a flyer.
Narrator: FIND THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS. WIN MONEY, MONEY, MONEY! SPECTACULAR! SUPER-COLOSSAL! NEIGHBORHOOD CHRISTMAS LIGHTS AND DISPLAY CONTEST.
Narrator: Even his very own dog had gone commercial. The thought of the contest made Charlie brown feel positively sick. Was money all anyone cared about? Charlie Brown couldn’t stand it.
Charlie throws flyer in air, walks away. Sally enters.
Sally: I’ve been looking for you, big brother. Will you please write a letter to Santa clause for me? You write it, and I’ll tell you what I want to say.
Charlie: Okay, shoot.
Sally: I have been extra good this year, so I have a long list of presents that I want.
Charlie: (sighs) Oh, brother.
Sally: Please note the size and color of each item, and send as many as possible. If it seems too complicated, make it easy on yourself: just send money. How ‘bout tens and twenties?
Meanwhile, at the play rehearsal, no one seemed to be able to concentrate. Everyone was dancing…
Charlie Brown thought that the proper Christmas mood is needed by finding a Christmas Tree for the play. So he and Linus went in search of one. He was told by everyone to find a great, big, shiny aluminum Tree…
Charlie Brown saw the small, green pine tree on a wooden stand. He thought it needed a home. And that the tree needed him…despite Linus’ protestations.
Everyone laughed at Charlie Brown when they saw the tree he brought back. They said he was dumb.
Charlie thought that he really didn’t understand the meaning of Christmas. So he asked if there was anyone who knew its real meaning.
Linus: Sure, I can tell you what Christmas is all about.
Linus goes to center stage, spotlight.
Linus: “And there were in the same country Shepards abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them, and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, ‘fear not, for behold, I bring you tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you. Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes lying in the manger.’ And suddenly, there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and saying, ‘glory to God in the highest, and on Earth peace, goodwill toward men.’”
Linus picks up blanket, walks back to piano.
Linus: That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.
Silence. Charlie picks up tree, smiles. Walks outside, stares at sky.
Charlie (to self): Linus is right; I won’t let all this commercialism ruin my Christmas. I’ll take this little tree home, and I’ll decorate it, and I’ll show them it really will work in our play.
Walks home, finds Snoopy’s doghouse with prize on it. Grabs ornament from house, puts on tree. Tree bends, Charlie is sad.
Charlie: I killed it! Everything I touch gets ruined!
Linus: I never thought it was such a bad little tree. It’s not bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.
Children look at doghouse, tree. Take doghouse decorations, put on tree.
Everyone: Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king! Peace on Earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled. Joyful, all ye nations rise! Join the triumph of the skies! With angelic host proclaim: Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king.
Narrator: Surrounded by his friends, Charlie Brown realized Linus had been right about the true meaning of Christmas. This was the Christmas spirit he had been looking for all along. At last, the season seemed 100 times brighter. And for Charlie Brown, it was truly the merriest Christmas ever.
(Parts of script quoted verbatim in italics)