Jack is hardcore as fuck
scare me like one of your french girls
For money money, the most interesting thing about this confrontation is how completely it inverts the final scenes of a typical Disney film. In most cases, the hero is physically and/or supernaturally outmatched, and triumphs through determination and ingenuity; here, the villain spends the the whole fight running scared, while the protagonist casually no-sells everything that’s thrown at him. And there’s no ironic Disney Death keeping the protagonist’s hands clean, either. Jack just straight-up murders Oogie with malice aforethought while Oogie is running away - and by having Santa Claus himself strike the final blow, the film legitimises Jack’s killing of Oogie as the morally correct course of action.
You don’t fuck around with the motherfucking pumpkin king
So I walk in my room only to fine two giant bags of Twix and snickers with a tiny bag of three chocolate turtles
Heaven has awakened
TRISHA: I’m sorry if I’m interupting anything, but visiting hours are up.
STAN: Oh, okay.
STAN: Sorry I kinda lost it for a sec, dude.
KYLE: ‘for a sec’?
STAN: Shut up.
KYLE: You shut up.
TRISHA: Visiting hours.
KYLE: Oh, right, sorry.