The Nightmare Before Christmas (1993) - full transcript

'Twas a long time ago
Longer now than it seems

In a place that perhaps
you've seen in your dreams

For the story
that you are about to be told

Took place
in the holiday worlds of old

Now, you've probably wondered
where holidays come from

If you haven't, I'd say
It's time you begun!

Boys and girls of every age

Wouldn't you like
to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see

This our town of Halloween

This is Halloween
This is Halloween



Pumpkins scream
in the dead of night

This is Halloween
Everybody make a scene

Trick or treat till the neighbor's
gonna die of fright

It's our town
Everybody scream

In this town of Halloween

I am the one hiding under your bed

Teeth ground sharp
and eyes glowing red

I am the one hiding under your stairs

Fingers like snakes
and spiders in my hair

This is Halloween
This is Halloween

Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween

In this town we call home

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

In this town
Don't we love it now?



Everybody's waiting
for the next surprise

Round that corner, man
Hiding in the trash cans

Something's waiting now to pounce
and how you'll scream

This is Halloween
Red and black and slimy green

Aren't you scared?
Well, that's just fine!

Say it once, say it twice
Take a chance and roll the dice

Ride with the moon
in the dead of night

Everybody scream
Everybody scream

In our town of Halloween

I am the clown
with the tear-away face

Here in a flash
and gone without a trace

I am the who
when you call, "Who's there?"

I am the wind blowing through your hair

I am the shadow on the moon at night

Filling your dreams
to the brim with fright

This is Halloween
This is Halloween

Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween

Tender lumplings everywhere

Life's no fun without a good scare

- That's our job
- But we're not mean

In our town of Halloween

In this town
Don't we love it now?

Everyone's waiting
for the next surprise

Skeleton Jack
might catch you in the back

And scream like a banshee
Make you jump out of your skin

This is Halloween
Everybody scream

Would you please make way
for a very special guy?

Our man Jack
is king of the pumpkin patch

Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King now

This is Halloween
This is Halloween

Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween

In this town we call home

Everyone hail to the pumpkin song

Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween

Halloween, Halloween

- It's over!
- We did it!

- Wasn't it terrifying?
- What a night!

Great Halloween, everybody!

I believe it was our most horrible yet.
Thank you, everyone.

No. Thanks to you, Jack.
Without your brilliant leadership …

- Not at all, Mayor.
- You're such a scream, Jack!

You're a witch's fondest dream!

You made walls fall, Jack!

Walls fall? You made
the very mountains crack, Jack!

The deadly nightshade
you slipped me wore off, Sally.

Let go!

You're not ready
for so much excitement.

Yes, I am.

- You're coming with me!
- No, I'm not!

Come back here, you foolish …

Jack, you make wounds ooze
and flesh crawl!

Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you very much!

Hold it! We haven't
given out the prizes yet!

Our first award goes to the vampires

for most blood drained
in a single evening.

A second and honorable mention

goes to the fabulous
Dark Lagoon Leeches.

Nice work, Bone Daddy!

Yeah, I guess so.
Just like last year.

And the year before that,
and the year before that.

There are few who deny
at what I do I am the best

For my talents
are renowned far and wide

When it comes to surprises
in the moonlit night

I excel without ever even trying

With the slightest little effort
of my ghostlike charms

I have seen grown men
give out a shriek

With a wave of my hand
and a well-placed moan

I have swept the very bravest
off their feet

Yet, year after year
It's the same routine

And I grow so weary
of the sound of screams

And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King

Have grown so tired
of the same old thing

Oh, somewhere deep

Inside of these bones

An emptiness

Began to grow

There's something out there

Far from my home

A longing that

I've never known

I'm the master of fright
and a demon of light

And I'll scare you
right out of your pants

To a guy in Kentucky
I'm Mr. Unlucky

And I'm known
throughout England and France

And since I am dead
I can take off my head

To recite Shakespearean quotations

No animal nor man
can scream like I can

With the fury of my recitations

But who here

Would ever understand

That the Pumpkin King
with the skeleton grin

Would tire of his crown?

If they only understood

He'd give it all up

If he only could

Oh, there's an empty place

In my bones

That calls out for

Something unknown

The fame and praise

Come year after year

Does nothing for

These empty tears

Jack …

… I know how you feel.

Sally!

You've come back.

- I had to.
- For this!

- Yes.
- Shall we, then?

That's twice this month
you've slipped deadly nightshade

- into my tea and run off.
- Three times.

You're mine, you know.

I made you with my own hands!

You can make other creations.

I'm restless. I can't help it.

It's a phase, my dear. It'll pass.

We need to be patient, that's all.

But I don't want to be patient!

No, Zero, not now.

I'm not in the mood.

All right.

Here you go, boy.

Morning, gents!

Jack? You home?

Jack? I've got the plans
for next Halloween.

I need to go over them with you
so we can get started.

Jack, please.
I'm only an elected official here.

I can't make decisions by myself.

Jack, answer me!

- He's not home.
- Where is he?

He hasn't been home all night.

Where are we?

It's someplace new.

What is this?

What's this? What's this?
There's color everywhere

What's this?
There's white things in the air

What's this?
I can't believe my eyes

I must be dreaming
Wake up, Jack, this isn't fair

What's this?

What's this? What's this?
There's something very wrong

What's this?
There's people singing songs

What's this? The streets are lined
with creatures laughing

Everybody seems so happy
Have I possibly gone daffy?

What is this? What's this?

There's children throwing snowballs
instead of throwing heads

They're busy building toys
and absolutely no one's dead

There's frost in every window
Oh, I can't believe my eyes

And in my bones I feel the warmth

That's coming from inside

Oh, look, what's this?
They're hanging mistletoe

They kiss?
Why, that looks so unique, inspired

They're gathering around
Hearing stories

Roasting chestnuts on a fire
What's this?

What's this? In here
they've got a little tree

How queer
And who would ever think, and why?

They're covering it with tiny things
Electric lights on strings

And there's a smile on everyone
Correct me if I'm wrong

This looks like fun, this looks like fun
Could it be I got my wish? What's this?

Oh, my, what now?
The children are asleep

But look, there's nothing underneath
No ghouls

No witches to scream
and scare them or ensnare them

Only little cozy things
secure inside their dreamland

What's this?

The monsters are all missing
and the nightmares can't be found

And in their place there seems
to be good feeling all around

Instead of screams
I swear I can hear music in the air

The smell of cakes and pies
are absolutely everywhere

The sights, the sounds
They're everywhere and all around

I've never felt so good before

This empty place inside of me
is filling up

I simply cannot get enough
I want it, oh, I want it

I want it for my own
I've got to know, I've got to know

What is this place that I've found?
What is this?

Christmas Town?

- This has never happened before.
- It's suspicious.

- It's peculiar.
- It's scary!

Stand aside. Coming through.

We've got to find Jack.

There's only 365 days left
till next Halloween!

Three sixty-four.

Is there anywhere
we've forgotten to check?

I looked in every mausoleum.

We opened the sarcophagi.

I tromped through the pumpkin patch.

I peeked behind the Cyclops' eye.

I did, but he wasn't there.

It's time to sound the alarms!

Frog's breath will overpower any odor.

Bitter!

Worm's wart.
Where's that worm's wart?

Sally! That soup ready yet?

Coming!

Lunch!

What's that?

Worm's wart!

And frog's breath.

What's wrong?
I thought you liked frog's breath.

Nothing's more suspicious
than frog's breath.

Until you taste it,
I won't swallow a spoonful.

I'm not hungry.

You want me to starve.

An old man like me,
who hardly has strength as it is.

Me, to whom you owe your very life!

Don't be silly.

See? Scrumptious.

Did anyone think to dredge the lake?

This morning.

- Hear that?
- What?

Zero!

Where have you been?

Call a town meeting
and I'll tell everyone all about it.

- When?
- Immediately!

Town meeting!

Town meeting!

Town meeting tonight!

Town meeting!

Town meeting tonight!

Listen, everyone.

I want to tell you about Christmas Town.

There were objects so peculiar
They were not to be believed

All around, things to tantalize my brain

It's a world unlike anything
I've ever seen

And as hard as I tried
I can't seem to describe

Like a most improbable dream

But you must believe
when I tell you this

It's as real as my skull
and it does exist

Here, let me show you.

This is a thing called a present

- The whole thing starts with a box
- A box?

- Is it steel?
- Are there locks?

- Is it filled with a pox?
- How delightful, a pox

If you please.

Just a box with bright colored paper

And the whole thing's
topped with a bow

- A bow?
- But why? How ugly! What's in it?

That's the point of the thing
Not to know

- It's a bat! It's a rat!
- Will it bend? Will it break?

Perhaps it's the head
I found in the lake

Listen now
You don't understand

That's not the point
of Christmas land

Now, pay attention.
We pick up an oversized sock

And hang it like this on the wall

- Oh, yes, does it still have a foot?
- Let me see, let me look

- Is it rotted and covered with gook?
- Let me explain.

There's no foot inside, but candy
Or sometimes it's filled with small toys

- Small toys? Do they snap?
- Or explode in the sack?

Perhaps they spring out
and scare girls and boys

What a splendid idea
This Christmas sounds fun

I fully endorse it
Let's try it at once

Everyone, please
Now, not so fast

There's something here
that you don't quite grasp

Well, I may as well give them
what they want.

And the best I must confess
I have saved for the last

For the ruler of this Christmas land

Is a fearsome king
with a deep mighty voice

Least that's what
I've come to understand

And I've also heard it told
that he's something to behold

Like a lobster, huge and red

When he sets out to sleigh
with his rain gear on

Carting bulging sacks
with his big great arms

That is so, I've heard it said

And on a dark cold night
under full moonlight

He flies into a fog
like a vulture in the sky

And they call him

Sandy Claws

Well, at least they're excited
But they don't understand

That special kind of feeling

In Christmas land

Oh, well.

There's got to be a logical way
to explain this Christmas thing.

You've poisoned me for the last time,
you wretched girl!

Oh, my head!

The door is open!

- Hello?
- Jack Skellington!

Up here, my boy!

Doctor, I need
to borrow some equipment.

Is that so? Whatever for?

I'm conducting a series of experiments.

How perfectly marvelous!

- Curiosity killed the cat, you know.
- I know.

Come on into the lab
and we'll get you all fixed up.

Experiments?

Zero! I'm home!

Interesting reaction,
but what does it mean?

You can come out now
if you promise to behave.

Sally?

Sally!

Gone again!

Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack

Don't know if we're ever
going to get him back

He's all alone up there
Locked away inside

- Never says a word
- Hope he hasn't died

Something's up with Jack
Something's up with Jack

Christmas time is buzzing in my skull

Will it let me be?
I cannot tell

There're so many things I cannot grasp

When I think I've got it
Then at last

Through my bony fingers it does slip

Like a snowflake in a fiery grip

Something here I'm not quite getting
Though I try, I keep forgetting

Like a memory long since past

Here in an instant, gone in a flash
What does it mean? What does it mean?

In these little bric-a-brac
A secret's waiting to be cracked

These dolls and toys confuse me so
Confound it all, I love it though

Simple objects, nothing more
But something's hidden through a door

Though I do not have the key

Something's here I cannot see
What does it mean? What does it mean?

What does it mean?

I've read these Christmas books
so many times

I know the stories
and I know the rhymes

I know the Christmas carols all by heart

My skull's so full
It's tearing me apart

As often as I've read them
Something's wrong

So hard to put my bony finger on

Or perhaps it's really not as deep
as I've been led to think

Am I trying much too hard?

Of course, I've been too close to see
The answer's right in front of me

Right in front of me
It's simple, really, very clear

Like music drifting in the air

Invisible, but everywhere

Just because I cannot see it
doesn't mean I can't believe it

You know, I think this Christmas thing
is not as tricky as it seems

And why should they have all the fun?
It should belong to anyone

Not anyone, in fact, but me
Why, I could make a Christmas tree

And there's no reason I can find
I couldn't handle Christmas time

I bet I could improve it, too
and that's exactly what I'll do

Eureka!

This year, Christmas will be ours!

Patience, everyone.

Jack has a special job for each of you.

Dr. Finkelstein!

Your Christmas assignment is ready.

Dr. Finkelstein
to the front of the line!

What kind of noise is that
for a baby to make?

- Perhaps it can be improved?
- No problem!

I knew it!

Doctor, thank you for coming.

We need some of these.

Their construction should be
exceedingly simple, I think.

How horrible our Christmas will be.

No. How jolly!

Oh, how jolly our Christmas will be.

- What are you doing here?
- Jack sent for us.

- Specifically.
- By name.

- Lock.
- Shock.

Barrel.

Jack. Jack!
It's Boogie's boys.

Halloween's finest trick-or-treaters!

The job I have for you is top secret.

It requires craft, cunning, mischief.

And we thought you
didn't like us, Jack!

Absolutely no one is to know about it.
Not a soul.

Now, you must go to the forest.

In the forest you will see a tree.

… Christmas Town.

And one more thing.

Leave that no account
Oogie Boogie out of this!

Whatever you say, Jack.

- Of course, Jack.
- Wouldn't dream of it, Jack.

Kidnap Mr. Sandy Claws?

- I wanna do it
- Let's draw straws

- Jack said we should work together
- Three of a kind

- Birds of a feather
- Now and for ever

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Lock him up real tight

Throw away the key
and then turn off all the lights

First we're going to set some bait
inside a nasty trap and wait

When he comes a-sniffing, we will
snap the trap and close the gate

Wait, I've got a better plan
to catch this big red lobster man

Pop him in a boiling pot
and when he's done, we'll butter him up

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Throw him in a box

Bury him for 90 years
Then see if he talks

Then Mr. Oogie Boogie Man

Can take the whole thing over then

He'll be so pleased, I do declare

That he will cook him rare

I say that we take a cannon
Aim it at his door and then

Knock three times, and when he answers
Sandy Claws will be no more

You're so stupid, think now
If we blow him up to smithereens

We may lose some pieces and then
Jack will beat us black and green

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Tie him in a bag

Throw him in the ocean
Then see if he is sad

Because Mr. Oogie Boogie
is the meanest guy around

If I were on his boogie list
I'd get out of town

He'll be so pleased by our success

That he'll reward us, too, I'll bet

Perhaps he'll make his special brew

Of snake and spider stew

We're his little henchmen
and we take our job with pride

We do our best to please him
and stay on his good side

I wish my cohorts weren't so dumb

- I'm not the dumb one
- You're no fun

- Shut up!
- Make me.

I've got something, listen
This one is real good, you'll see

We'll send a present to his door
Upon there'll be a note to read

Now in the box we'll wait and hide
until his curiosity

Entices him to look inside
and then we'll have him one, two, three

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Beat him with a stick

Lock him up for 90 years
See what makes him tick

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
Chop him into bits

Mr. Oogie Boogie
is sure to get his kicks

Kidnap the Sandy Claws
See what we will see

Lock him in a cage
and then throw away the key

Sandy Claws, huh?

It goes something like this.

How about it?
Think you can you manage?

A-one and a-two and a-three and …

- Next!
- Fantastic!

Now, why don't you all practice on that
and we'll be in great shape!

Sally, I need your help
more than anyone's.

You certainly do, Jack.
I had the most terrible vision.

- That's splendid!
- No. It was about your Christmas.

- There was smoke and fire!
- That's not my Christmas.

My Christmas is filled
with laughter and joy,

and this!

My Sandy Claws outfit.
I want you to make it.

Jack, please listen to me.
It's going to be a disaster!

How could it be?
Just follow the pattern.

This part's red. The trim is white.

- It's a mistake, Jack.
- Now, don't be modest.

Who else is clever enough
to make my Sandy Claws outfit?

- Next!
- I have every confidence in you.

But it seems wrong to me.
Very wrong.

This device is called a nutcracker.

- Jack! We caught him! We got him!
- Perfect!

Open it up! Quickly!

That's not Sandy Claws.

- It isn't?
- Who is it?

Bunny!

- Not Sandy Claws. Take him back!
- We followed your instructions.

- We went through the door.
- Which door? There's more than one.

Sandy Claws is behind the door
shaped like this.

I told you!

I'm very sorry
for the inconvenience, sir.

Take him home first.
And apologize again!

Be careful with Sandy Claws
when you fetch him! Treat him nicely!

- Got it!
- We'll get it right next time!

You will be a decided improvement

over that treacherous Sally.

Master!

The plans.

Excellent, Igor.

This time

This time

Making Christmas

Making Christmas

Making Christmas
Making Christmas is so fine

It's ours this time
and won't the children be surprised?

It's ours this time

- Making Christmas
- Making Christmas

- Making Christmas
- Time to give them something fun

They'll talk about for years to come

Let's have a cheer from everyone

It's time to party

Making Christmas
Making Christmas

Sticks and mice get wrapped up so nice

With spider legs and pretty bows

It's ours this time

All together, that and this

With all our tricks
We're making Christmas time

Here comes Jack!

I don't believe

What's happening to me

My hopes, my dreams

My fantasies

Won't they be impressed?
I am a genius

See how I transformed this old rat

Into a most delightful hat

My compliments from me to you
on this your most intriguing hat

Consider though this substitute
A bat in place of this old rat

No, no, that's all wrong
This thing will never make a present

It's been dead for too long
Try something fresher

Something pleasant
Try again, don't give up

All together, that and this

With all our tricks
We're making Christmas time

This time, this time

Making Christmas
Making Christmas

It's almost here
and we can't wait

So ring the bells and celebrate

'Cause when the full moon
starts to climb

We'll all sing out
"It's Christmas time!"

Kathleen. Bobby. Susie.

Yes, Susie's been nice. Nice. Nice.

Naughty. Nice. Nice. Nice.

There are hardly
any naughty children this year.

Now, who could that be?

Trick or treat!

You don't look like yourself, Jack.
Not at all!

Isn't that wonderful?
It couldn't be more wonderful!

But you're the Pumpkin King.

Not anymore!
I feel so much better now!

Jack, I know you think
something's missing, but …

Sorry.

You're right. Something is missing.

But what?
I've got the beard, the coat,

the boots, the belt …

- Jack! This time we bagged him!
- This time we really did!

- He sure is big, Jack.
- And heavy!

Let me out!

Sandy Claws. In person.

What a pleasure to meet you!

Why, you have hands.
You don't have claws at all!

- Where am I?
- Surprised, aren't you?

I knew you would be.

You don't need to have another worry
about Christmas this year.

- What?
- Consider this a vacation, Sandy.

A reward.
It's your turn to take it easy.

- But there must be some mistake.
- See that he's comfortable.

Just a second, fellas. Of course!

- That's what I'm missing. Thanks.
- But …

You just can't …

Hold on! Where are we going now?

Oh, ho, ho! No …

This is worse than I thought.
Much worse.

I know!

Me on vacation?
On Christmas Eve?!

- Where are we taking him?
- To Oogie Boogie, of course.

There isn't anywhere
more comfortable than that.

- Jack said to make him comfortable.
- Yes, he did.

Haven't you heard of peace on earth
and goodwill toward men?

No!

This will stop Jack!

What a joy to think
of all we'll have in common!

We'll have conversations

worth having!

Don't do this!

Naughty children never get any presents.

I think he might be too big!

No, he's not.

If he can go down a chimney,
he can fit down here!

Well, well, well
What have we here?

Sandy Claws, huh?
I'm really scared

So you're the one
everybody's talkin' about

You're jokin', you're jokin'
I can't believe my eyes

You're jokin' me, you gotta be
This can't be the right guy

He's ancient, he's ugly
I don't know which is worse

I might just split a seam now
if I don't die laughin' first

Mr. Oogie Boogie says
There's trouble close at hand

You'd better pay attention now
'cause I'm the Boogie Man

And if you aren't shakin'
There's somethin' very wrong

'Cause this may be the last time
You hear the Boogie song

I'm the Oogie Boogie Man

Release me now or you must face
the dire consequences

The children are expecting me
So please come to your senses

You're jokin', you're jokin'
I can't believe my ears

Would someone shut this fella up?
I'm drownin' in my tears

It's funny, I'm laughin'
You really are too much

And now, with your permission
I'm going to do my stuff

- What are you going to do?
- The best I can.

The sound of rollin' dice to me
is music in the air

'Cause I'm a gamblin' Boogie Man
Although I don't play fair

It's much more fun, I must confess
when lives are on the line

Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy
Now, that'd be just fine

Release me fast or you will have
to answer for this heinous act

Oh, brother, you're something
You put me in a spin

You aren't comprehending
the position that you're in

It's hopeless, you're finished
You haven't got a prayer

'Cause I'm Mr. Oogie Boogie

And you ain't goin' nowhere

Think of us as you soar
triumphantly through the sky,

outshining every star,

your silhouette
a dark blot on the moon.

You, who are our pride,

you, who are our glory,

you, who have frightened millions
into an early grave.

You, who have …

… devastated the souls
of the … living!

Oh, no. We can't take off in this.

The reindeer can't see an inch
in front of their noses.

This fog's as thick as …

- Jellied brains.
- Or thicker!

There go all of my hopes,

my precious plans,

my glorious dreams.

There goes Christmas.

No, Zero. Down, boy.

My, what a brilliant nose you have.

The better to light my way!

To the head of the team, Zero.

We're off!

Wait, Jack. No!

Goodbye, Jack.

My dearest Jack.

Oh, how I hope my premonition is wrong.

I sense there's something in the wind

That feels like tragedy's at hand

And though I'd like to stand by him

Can't shake this feeling that I have

The worst is just around the bend

And does he notice

My feelings for him?

And will he see

How much he means to me?

I think it's not to be

What will become
of my dear friend?

Where will his actions lead us then?

Although I'd like to join the crowd

In their enthusiastic cloud

Try as I may, it doesn't last

And will we ever

End up together?

No, I think not

It's never to become

For I am not the one

Santa!

Santa?

Merry Christmas!

And what is your name?

That's all right. I have
a special present for you anyway.

There you go, sonny.

And what did Santa bring you, honey?

Merry Christmas!

Hello. Police.

Attacked by Christmas toys?
That's strange.

That's the second
toy complaint we've had.

Mom! Dad! Help!

You're welcome, one and all!

Where'd you spot him?
Fast as we can, ma'am.

Police. I know. A skeleton.

Keep calm. Turn off the lights. Make
sure doors are locked. Hello. Police.

Reports are pouring in
from all over the globe

that an impostor is shamelessly
impersonating Santa Claus,

mocking and mangling
this joyous holiday.

Authorities assure us that, at this
moment, military units are mobilizing

to stop the perpetrator
of this heinous crime.

Jack. Someone has to help Jack!

- Where did they take that Sandy Claws?
- … come back and save Christmas.

Look, Zero. Searchlights.

They're celebrating!

They're thanking us
for doing such a good job!

Whoa! Careful down there.
You almost hit us!

It's OK, Zero. Head higher!

Are you a gamblin' man, Sandy?

Let's play!

My, my!

What have we here?

I'll get you out of here.

Lovely!

Tickle, tickle, tickle.
Tickle, tickle, tickle.

What?! You try
to make a dupe out of me?!

Who's next on my list?

Little Harry and Jordan.
Won't they be surprised?

They're trying to hit us! Zero!

Merry Christmas to all,

and to all a good night!

I knew this Christmas thing
was a bad idea.

I felt it in my gut.

Terrible news, folks!

The worst tragedy of our times!

Jack has been blown to smithereens!

Terrible, terrible news!

Attention. Attention, citizens.
Terrible news.

There's still no sign of Santa Claus.

Although the impostor
has been shot down,

it looks like Christmas will have
to be canceled this year.

I repeat, the impostor
has been shot down,

but there's still no sign
of the real Santa.

What have I done?

What have I done?

How could I

Be so blind?

All is lost

Where was I?

Spoiled all

Spoiled all

Everything's

Gone all wrong

What have I done?

What have I done?

Find a deep cave to hide in

In a million years they'll find me

Only dust

And a plaque that reads

"Here lies poor old Jack"

But I never intended

All this madness, never

And nobody really understood

Well, how could they?

That all I ever wanted
was to bring them something great

Why does nothing
ever turn out like it should?

Well, what the heck?

I went and did my best

And, by God
I really tasted something swell

And for a moment
Why, I even touched the sky

And at least I left some stories
they can tell, I did

And for the first time
since I don't remember when

I felt just like
my old bony self again

And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King

That's right
I am the Pumpkin King

And I just can't wait
until next Halloween

'Cause I've got some new ideas
that will really make them scream

And, by God I'm really going
to give it all my might

I hope there's still time
to set things right

Sandy Claws!

You wait till Jack hears about this.

By the time he's through with you,
you'll be lucky …

The King of Halloween
has been blown to smithereens!

Skeleton Jack is now a pile of dust!

Come on, Zero.
Christmas isn't over yet.

What's that you were sayin'
about luck, rag doll?

Help! Help!

Seven!

It's Oogie's turn to boogie now.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven!

This can't be happening!

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

Oh, I'm feeling weak … with hunger!

One more roll of the dice
oughta do it!

What? Snake eyes?!

Eleven!

Looks like I won the jackpot!

Bye-bye, doll face

and sandman!

What the …?

Hello, Oogie.

Jack! But they said you were dead.

You must be double dead!

Well, come on, bone man!

Fire!

Jack, look out!

So long, Jack!

How dare you treat my friends
so shamefully!

Now look what you've done!

My bugs! My bugs!

My bugs! My bugs!

Forgive me, Mr. Claws.

I'm afraid I've made
a terrible mess of your holiday.

Bumpy sleigh ride, Jack?

The next time you get the urge
to take over someone else's holiday,

I'd listen to her. She's the only one

who makes any sense
around this insane asylum!

- Skeletons and boogie men!
- I hope there's still time.

To fix Christmas?

Of course there is. I'm Santa Claus!

He'll fix things, Jack.
He knows what to do.

How did you get down here, Sally?

I … I was trying to …
Well, I wanted to …

- To …
- To help me?

- I couldn't let you just …
- Sally …

I can't believe.
I never realized that you …

- Jack! Jack!
- Here he is!

- Alive!
- Just like we said!

Grab a hold, my boy!

Good news, folks. Santa Claus, the one
and only, has finally been spotted.

Old Saint Nick appears to be
traveling at supersonic speed.

He's setting things right, bringing
joy and cheer wherever he goes.

Yes, folks, Kris Kringle has
pulled it out of the bag

and delivered Christmas
to excited children all over the world.

- Jack!
- Jack's back!

- Jack?
- Jack's OK!

- He's all right!
- It's Jack!

Jack's OK

And he's back
OK

He's all right
Let's shout

Make a fuss
Scream it out

Jack is back
Now, everyone sing

In our town of Halloween

It's great to be home!

Happy Halloween!

Merry Christmas!

- What's this?
- What's this?

I haven't got a clue

- What's this?
- Why, it's completely new

- What's this?
- Must be a Christmas thing

- What's this?
- It's really very strange

This is Halloween, Halloween
Halloween, Halloween

What's this?
What's this?

Careful, my precious jewel.

My dearest friend.

If you don't mind

I'd like to join you

By your side

Where we can gaze

Into the stars

And sit together

Now and forever

For it is plain

As anyone can see

We're simply meant to be