A Carol for Another Christmas

[referring to girls severely injured by a nuclear bomb]

Daniel Grudge:
Well, at least their children will not face this horror.

The Doctor:
Children? These girls?

[the Ghost of Christmas Present gorges himself at a banquet table, while barbed wired keeps out starving refugees]

Daniel Grudge:
How can you sit there and eat like that, when these people are starving?

Ghost of Christmas Present:
Oh? Do they bother you?

[he snaps his fingers, the lights go out and the refugees disappear]

Ghost of Christmas Present:
Feel better?

Imperial Me:
If we let them seep in here from down yonder and cross river - if we let these do-gooder, these bleeding hearts, propagate their insidious doctrine of involvement among us - then my dear friends, my beloved Me's" [dramatic pause] "we's in trouble. We must carry our glorious philosophy through to its glorious culmination! So that in the end, with enterprise and determination, the world and everything in it will belong to one individual Me! And that will be the ultimate! The absolute ultimate!