Danny Elfman: Jack Skellington - Singing Voice, Barrel, Clown with the Tear Away Face
Jack Skellington : Perfect! Open it up. Quickly!
[opens it up to reveal the Easter bunny]
Jack Skellington : That's not Sandy Claws!
Shock : It isn't?
Barrel : Who is it?
Behemoth : [the Easter bunny hops up a set of steps and up to the Behemouth, sniffing him - he points at it] BUNNY!
[it leaps back into the covered tub, terrified]
Jack Skellington : Not Sandy Claws... Take him back!
Lock : We followed your instructions...
Barrel : We went through the door...
Jack Skellington : Which door? There's more than one! Sandy Claws is behind the door shaped like *this*.
[shows Christmas cookie in shape of tree]
Shock : I *told* you!
Jack Skellington : [Lock and Shock fight, Jack buries his face in his hand and after a moment stretches out his jaw and screams] AURR!
[they stop fighting and gasp with Barrel]
Jack Skellington : [to the Easter bunny] I'm very sorry for the inconvenience, sir.
[to the henchmen]
Jack Skellington : Take *him* home first. And apologize again. Be careful with Sandy Claws when you fetch him. Treat him nicely.
Barrel : Got it.
Lock : We'll get it right...
Sally : [examining Jack in his newly-finished Santa suit] You don't look like yourself, Jack. Not at all.
Jack Skellington : Isn't that wonderful? It couldn't be more wonderful!
Sally : [holds up the clipboard sketch of him] But you're the Pumpkin King!
Jack Skellington : Not anymore!
[breks it over his knee]
Jack Skellington : I feel SO much better now!
Sally : [pulling a loose thread from his cuff] Jack, I know you think something's missing, but -
[accidentally catches his finger]
Jack Skellington : [lightly] Ow.
Sally : Sorry.
Jack Skellington : You're right. Something *is* missing. But what? I've got the beard... the coat... the boots... the belt...
Jack Skellington : This time we really did.
Lock : He sure is big, Jack!
Barrel : And heavy!
Santa : [bursting out the bag] Let me out!
[the Halloween citizens gasp in awe]
Jack Skellington : Sandy Claws - in person. What a pleasure to meet you.
[prepares to shake but then looks down when their HANDS touch]
Jack Skellington : Wh - ! Why, you have *hands*! You don't have claws at all!
Jack Skellington : [dazed] Where am I?
Jack Skellington : Consider this a vacation, Santy. A reward. It's your turn to take it easy.
Santa : B-But there must be some mistake!
Jack Skellington : See that he's comfortable... Just a second, fellas! Of *course*! *That's* what I'm missing!
[takes Santa's hat]
Santa : B-But...
Jack Skellington : Thanks.
Santa : Hang on - you just can't -
[has the bag thrown over him again]
Santa : Hold on! Where are we going now?
[the henchmen leave with him]
Jack Skellington : Ho, ho, *ho*! No...
Jack Skellington : Ho, ho, ho. Ho...
Sally : This is worse than I thought. Much worse. I know!
[leaves to get fog juice]
Jack Skellington - Singing Voice : [singing with false pomp] And I, *Jack*, the *Pump-kin King*, have grown so tired of the same old thing.