“Sally: I had the most terrible vision.
Jack Skellington: That's splendid!
Sally: No—it was about your Christmas. There was smoke... and fire!
Jack Skellington: 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.
Sally: Jack, please listen to me. It's going to be a disaster!
Jack Skellington: How could it be? Just follow the pattern! [holds up design of outfit] This part's red, the trim is white...
Sally: It's a mistake, Jack!
Jack Skellington: Now don't be modest. Who else is clever enough to make my Sandy Claws outfit?
Mayor: Next!
Jack Skellington: I have every confidence in you.
Sally: But it seems wrong to me. Very wrong.”
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