INT. CHILDREN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Two little children, WILL and EMILY, are being put laughing in bed. Their MOTHER pecks them quickly and leaves. Happy voices outside and sound of door shutting. The children are laughing, lying down.
In the morning, we’ll both open our eyes at the same time right.
Old Santa Claus will bring a horse. Gee up.
If I am good, I’ll have a doll from Santa Claus.
INT/EXT. - STREET OUTSIDE CHILDREN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
From the window of the children’s bedroom we can see the two children asleep. Outside we see and hear the children’s father and mother in a group of drunken friends coming up the street.
My back’s bloody killing me.
You moan more with every drink.
Won’t get worse now man, we haven’t sixpence left between us.
They laugh, exchange Christmas wishes.
INT. CHILDREN’S BEDROOM - CHRISTMAS MORNING
It is just light. Will and Emily on their backs, excited.
They open their eyes and jump up. There is no horse or doll, nothing beside their bed. They look all around them.
We did some wrong
We must have sinned.