For the love of Gingy!
Make it stop! I can't get it out of my head!
Yo ho lay dee odl lee ho Lay dee odl ay...
Olé!
Honey, are you OK? I've never heard you scream like that before.
Yeah, what's the matter with you, man?
What kind of person screams when they see singin' nuns?
It's Halloween for Pete's sake.
That's not the kinda thing I want to see tonight.
OK, fine, Mr. King of Halloween. What did you want to see tonight?
Oh, I don't know, something with mummies!
Or a man-eating plant. At least a zombie or two.
Zombies don't know how to lay dee odl lay hee hoo.
That is my point.
Why can we not have both? A scary musical.
Yeah, and I know just who's gonna star in it, too.
Now what?
It's after midnight
And something grumpy's a-headed up the block
I'm calling a taxi.
I got rhythm.
It's such a big fright
That your heart is gonna stop from all the shock
I hate it when you do this.
You close your eyes
And hope that smell's just your imagination
Will you make him stop?
Nasty surprise
You hold your breath and wait for it to pass
Don't be an ass.
- Right, boss. - Shrek.
You think that's good, you should hear my Tito.
We've talked about this.
You know how I feel about spontaneous musical outbursts.
Darkness falls across the land
The midnight hour is close at hand
Creatures crawl in search of blood
To terrorize your neighborhood
And whosoever shall be found
Without the soul for getting down
Must stand and face the hounds of hell
And rot inside a corpse's shell
And though you fight to stay alive
Your body starts to shiver
For no mere mortal can resist
The evil of the thriller
- Now this is Halloween. - Man, oh, man. Me and my big mouth.
I knew I should've stayed home tonight.
Oh, it's you again.
Fiona, time to go.
Puss. Donkey!
Oh, no! Not this! Not dancing!
All right, that's enough.
You're trapped in thriller Here tonight
Your brain may say it's wrong, but...
In your heart you know it's right
- To love the thriller - Woo hoo
You can't fight
You'll dance all through the night
Nothing but... thriller... thriller
- Thriller - All right. Give me that, you!
Through the night
It will thrill you more
Than any ogre'd ever dare try
Thriller
And though you might
Try runnin' for your life You're stuck in... thriller
- Chiller - Killer
What delight
I'm going to be sore in the morning.
Oh, no.
Oh, come on now, Puss.
Fiona.
Donkey, it's me!
What is...
- Please, tell me it's over. - Over?
Sweetie, you slept through the previews.
That's right, for the next three hours,
you're looking at nothing but children and puppets and nuns.
Oh, my!
No!