“Mayor: How horrible our Christmas will be! Jack Skellington: *No.* [the Mayor switches to his upset face] Jack Skellington: How *jolly*! Mayor: Oh. How *jolly* our Christmas will be”

“And I Jack, the Pumpkin King, have grown so tired of the same old thing...”

“I wouldn't know a good script if it bit me in the face.”

“Most people say about graveyards: "Oh, it's just a bunch of dead people. It's creepy." But for me, there's an energy to it that it not creepy, or dark. It has a positive sense to it.”

“The Boy with Nails in His Eyesput up his aluminum tree.It looked pretty strangebecause he couldn't really see.”

“They took a baseball batand whacked open his head.Mummy Boy fell to the ground;he finally was dead. Inside of his headwere no candy or prizes,just a few stray beetlesof various sizes.”

“Minister: Welcome, brother! Do you reject Satan and all his works? Bunny Breckinridge: Sure.”