The Nightmare Before Christmas1993

[Under the orange disk of the moon, in a place called Halloweenland, the creatures of the night are busy. Smirking jack-o-lanterns dance in the graveyard. Werewolves howl. Corpses, vampires and witches join their voices in a ghoulish chorus of glee. Tonight is their favorite night of all:
Halloween]

[And it has been a splendid one. As they gather down in the center of town to celebrate, everyone agrees on that. They also agree that such a night will not have been possible without the help of their leader, the king of Halloween, Jack Skellington]

[Everyone cheers wildly as Jack steps into the town square]

Vampire:
You were a shriek, Jack.

Werewolf:
It was terrifying!

Witch:
You're a witch's fondest dream.

[They cheer again as the Mayor claps Jack on his rickety shoulders]

Mayor:
Thanks, Jack! We owe it all to you! Why, without your leadership------

[Jack cuts him off]

Jack:
Not at all, Mayor. [But the Mayor doesn't notice that anything is wrong. He is too intent on keeping the crowd's attention focused on where it shall be; on himself]

Mayor:
It's now my pleasure to give out the wonderful prizes. Our first award goes to the vampires, for most blood drained in a single evening. Congratulations, Fanged Ones! Second prize is to the Dark Lagoon Leeches, who also have a real taste for blood...

[The crowd cheers again, and Jack takes the opportunity to slip off. It is strange, but all the applause makes him feel horrible. He needs to go someplace that will cheer him up. He heads for the graveyard]

[He is so preoccupied that he never notices the frail, melancholy figure of Sally the Rag Doll watching him. Sally is mournful, as well, and with nice reason. She has been created by the town's official Evil Scientist. Try as she may, and she has tried many times, Sally can't seem to escape from him. Although he is confined to a wheelchair, he guards her jealously]