The Nightmare Before Christmas
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Tired of scaring humans every October 31 with the same old bag of tricks, Jack Skellington, the spindly king of Halloween Town, kidnaps Santa Claus and plans to deliver shrunken heads and other ghoulish gifts to children on Christmas morning. But as Christmas approaches, Jack's rag-doll girlfriend, Sally, tries to foil his misguided plans.
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BARREL: He has to know...
LOCK: Everybody knows about--
LOCK: We followed your instructions.
BARREL: We went through the door...
LOCK: I've got something, listen now, This one is real good, you'll see. We'll send a present to his door Upon there'll be a note to read.
BARREL: Now in the box, we'll wait and hide Until his curiosity Entices him to look inside...
LOCK: I wish my cohorts weren't so dumb.
BARREL: I'm not the dumb one...
BARREL: By name.
LOCK: Lock.
BARREL: Where're we taking him?
SHOCK: Where?
BARREL: He sure is big, Jack...
SHOCK: And heavy...
BARREL: Not at all!
SHOCK: We can handle it.
BARREL: ... Let's draw straws.
SHOCK: Jack said we should work together.
BARREL: Three of a kind...
SHOCK: Shock.
BARREL: Barrel.
SALLY: When he left, he took a lot of equipment with him.
EVIL SCIENTIST: He's conducting experiments of his own.
SALLY: Experiments?
EVIL SCIENTIST: Uh-huh.
SALLY: He stayed a long time.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Then we'll both starve... An old man like me, who hardly has strength as it is -- me, without whom... me, your own father...
SALLY: Can't you make other creations?
EVIL SCIENTIST: I could. Of course I could. But no one would be like you... I'll never understand how you can be so cold-hearted, how you can treat me this way, discarding me like--
SALLY: But I have to go out. Something's happening out there.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Whatever it is, it's none of your concern.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Taste it.
SALLY: But why? It's your lunch. There isn't much there in the first place.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Taste it.
SALLY: No.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Why not?
SALLY: I'm not hungry. What's wrong? I spent all morning on that soup. I thought you liked Worm's Wart.
EVIL SCIENTIST: There's nothing more suspicious than Worm's Wart -- it distracts one from every other taste and smell.
EVIL SCIENTIST: What trail are you trying to throw me off now?
SALLY: Nothing. W-w-what are you talking about?
SALLY: Coming...
EVIL SCIENTIST: Good. I'm hungry.
SALLY: That's not true. It's a beautiful home, wonderfully comfortable... I'm indebted to you for everything... It's just...
EVIL SCIENTIST: Just what?
SALLY: Just me, I suppose... I'm restless. I can't help it.
EVIL SCIENTIST: I do the best I can to make it comfortable for us here.
SALLY: I know.
EVIL SCIENTIST: But I guess my best just isn't good enough.
EVIL SCIENTIST: You're mine, you know. I made you.
SALLY: I know.
EVIL SCIENTIST: If you went away, what would become of me?
SALLY: I'm grown up now. I have to leave some time.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Of course you do, and I want you to... but there's no need to hurry it along, is there?
SALLY: I can't help it.
EVIL SCIENTIST: That's twice this month you've slipped Deadly Night Shade into my tea and run off. People might get the wrong idea and think you're unhappy at home.
SALLY: Yes.
EVIL SCIENTIST: Didn't I tell you? I'm always right, you know, my dear... Aren't I?
SALLY: Yes.
SALLY: Yes.
EVIL SCIENTIST: For this.
EVIL SCIENTIST: The deadly nightshade you slipped me wore off, Sally... I thought I'd find you here....
SALLY: No!
JACK: Just a box with bright colored paper And the whole thing topped with a bow.
VARIOUS PEOPLE: -- A bow? -- But why? -- How ugly! -- What's in it? -- What's in it?
JACK: That's the point of the thing, not to know!
VARIOUS PEOPLE: -- It's a bat. -- Will it bend? -- It's a rat. -- Will it break? -- Perhaps it's the head that I found in the lake.
JACK: Listen now, you don't understand. That's not the point of Christmasland.
JACK: This is a thing called a present. The whole thing starts with a box...
VARIOUS PEOPLE: -- A box? -- Is it steel? -- Are there locks? -- Is it filled with a pox? -- A pox! -- How delightful, a pox!
LOCK: You'd better be quiet, Sandy.
SHOCK: Maybe he doesn't know...
SHOCK: ... You're no fun.
LOCK: Shut up and listen...!
SHOCK: 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.
LOCK: 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.
LOCK: ... Birds of a feather.
SHOCK: Now and forever...
LOCK: We're here! You sent for us!
SHOCK: Specifically.