Jack Skellington: Sally! I need your help most of all.
Sally: You certainly do, Jack. I've had the most horrible vision!
Jack Skellington: That's splendid!
Mayor: [singing] What a splendid idea! This Christmas sounds fun. I fully endorse it -
[while shooing away a bat he switches his face to look unhappy]
Mayor: let's try it at once!
Jack Skellington - Singing Voice: [singing with false pomp] And I, *Jack*, the *Pump-kin King*, have grown so tired of the same old thing.
Mayor: The King of Halloween has been blown to smithereens! Skeleton Jack is now a pile of dust!
Lock, Shock, Barrel: Pile of dust! Pile of dust! Skeleton Jack is a pile of dust!
Policeman: Attention. Attention, citizens. Terrible news. There is still no sign of Santa Claus. Although the imposter has been shot down. It looks like Christmas will have to be cancelled this year. I repeat: The imposter has been shot down, but there is still no sign yet of Santa.
[fades off in the distance]
Clown: [of Jack's disappearance] This has never happened before!
Big Witch, W.W.D.: It's suspicious.
Small Witch: It's peculiar.
Vampire: It's scary!
Mayor: Terrible news, folks! The worst tragedy of our time! Jack has been blown to smithereens!
Dr. Finkelstein: You may come out now if you promise to behave. Sally? Sally?
[sees a window opened]
Dr. Finkelstein: [annoyed] Ohhh! Gone again!
[slams a lantern/breaks his lantern]
Oogie Boogie Man: Are you a gambling man, Santa?
[At the police station, it has four phones and it all rings, answers it]
Policeman: Where'd you spot him? Fast as we can, ma'am. Police, I know. I know, a skeleton. Keep calm. Turn off all the phones. Make sure the doors are locked. Hello, police.
