(creaking gate)
guard: merry christmas you lunatics
(laughing)
(creaking gate)
guard: merry christmas kapalski
kapalski: here's your christmas
(creaking gate)
crypt keeper: have yourself a merry little christmas
guard: merry christmas mccray
crypt keeper: let your hart be light
guard: mccray, you alright? mccray?
crypt keeper: from now on our troubles will be out of sight
guard: mccray! let me go! (strangling noises)
mccray: die (heavy breathing) die!
crypt keeper: have yourself a merry little christmas
(police sirens) pa: this is an all points bulletin, mad man mccray has just escaped from the state mental hospital suspect is considered extremely dangerous
crypt keeper: make the yule time gay
from now on our troubles will be miles away
(footsteps in the snow)
crypt keeper: here we are as in olden day
happy golden days of your
timmy: mommy? will santa claus come to our house tonight?
crypt keeper: faithful friends who are dear to us
mother: i hope so timmy. now go to sleep.
crypt keeper: gather near to us once more
timmy: ok.
(sirens and footsteps) mccray: house, house!
crypt keeper: in the years we all will be together
(breaking glass)
crypt keeper: if the fates allow
timmy: is that santa claus? hello, is somebody there? santa, is that you?
crypt keeper: and a shining star upon the highest bow
(heavy breathing) timmy: hello? hey, you're not santa claus! mccray: no i'm not! (maniacal laughter)
crypt keeper: and have yourself a merry little christmas now
timmy: oh my god! mommy! daddy's home for christmas!
crypt keeper: and have yourself a merry little christmas now