The Making of Tim Burton's 'The Nightmare Before Christmas' Page #3

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Your Christmas assignment|is ready.

Dr. Beetlestein,|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.

Hmm.

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.

Ah, 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.

Tree.

Christmas Town.

Ow! Hmm.

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 forever

La, la, la, la, la, la|La, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la|La, la, la, la, la

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

Let's 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

And 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|Whee

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 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

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 manage?

A-one, and a-two,|and a-three, and a--

- 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...

- Oh.|- every confidence in you.

But it seems wrong to me.|Very wrong.

This device|is called a nutcracker.

Jack! Jack! We caught 'im!|We got 'im!

Perfect! Open it up. Quickly!

That's not Sandy Claws!

- It isn't?|- Who is it?

- Bunny!|- Eek! Ooh.

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!

- You knock it off!|- Get-- Ow! Ow!

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, lgor.

- What?|- What's goin' on?

This time

This time

Making Christmas

Making Christmas

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|- 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

Snakes 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 Christmastime

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 transform|this old rat

Into a most delightful hat

- Hmm.|- My compliments from me to you|on this your most intriguing hat

- Consider though this substitute|A bat in place of this old rat|- Huh!

No, no, no, now that's all wrong|This thing will never make a present

It's been dead for much 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 Christmastime

- This time, this time|- It's ours

Making Christmas|Making Christmas

La, la, la|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 Christmastime

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!|- Huh?

Ya!

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.|And I feel so much better now!

Jack, I know you think|something's missing, but--

- Ow!|- Sorry.

You're right.|Something is missing, but what?

I've got the beard, the coat,|the boots, the belt--

- Jack, 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!

Wh-- Why, you have hands!

- You don't have claws at all!|- Wha--

Where am l?

Surprised, aren't you?|I knew you would be.

You don't need to have another|worry about Christmas this year.

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