“Sally: [examining Jack in his newly finished Santa suit] You don't look like yourself,…”

“Ashes to ashes and dust to dust! Ohh... I'm feeling weak—with hunger! One more roll o'the…”

“J-J-J-Jack! But they said you were dead. You must be—double dead!”

“[singing] And on a dark cold night, under full moonlight, he flies into the fog like a…”