'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
- 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 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
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
- 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?
How could I
Be so blind?
All is lost
Where was I?
Spoiled all
Everything's
Gone all wrong
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!
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