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[ Theme music plays ]
[ Pipe *** ]
OLIVE OYL: "And from these ingredients,
"the witches brew their magic potions.
"Those who partake of this potent liquid
"will become imbued with an unearthly spirit.
"But woe to the unfortunate disbeliever,
"for an evil spell shall be cast upon him.
"So beware this Halloween eve,
"when the Earth will be haunted
by spooks, ghosts, and hobgoblins."
POPEYE: Olive, there ain't no such things.
They're just figamitations of the imagicanaminations.
BLUTO: [ Yawns ]
Pardon me, folks, but it's way past my bedtime.
POPEYE: Sorry you has to go, chum.
Good night, Bluto.
A-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah!
Boy, oh, boy. I thought he'd never leave.
[ Doorbell rings ]
OLIVE OYL: There's someone at the door.
BLUTO: Good evening.
Is this the Olive Oyl residence?
OLIVE OYL: Aaah!
BLUTO: [ Laughs ]
OLIVE OYL: Popeye!
There's a headless man at the door!
POPEYE: There ain't no such aminal.
[ Sizzle! ]
Olive and her stupidstitions.
Why, it's nothing but a jack-o'-lantern, Olive.
A-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah!
[ Boom! ]
OLIVE OYL: The headless man!
Aaaaah!
[ Pop! ]
POPEYE: I'll get you some water, Olive.
[ Rattle ]
BLUTO: [ As Popeye ] Here's your glask of water, Olive.
OLIVE OYL: Oh, thank you.
Aaaaah!
[ Sloop! ]
[ Plunk! ]
POPEYE: Olive, there's nothin' like a cool drink of water
to revives your spirits.
A-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah!
Olive!
[ Thwack! ]
[ Sloop! ]
[ Cre-e-e-e-e-ak! ]
[ Pop! ]
[ Creak! ]
OLIVE OYL: Aaaaah!
[ Zip! ]
[ Swish! ]
POPEYE: Olive! Is that you?
I didn't recognize you without your skin on.
[ Pop! ]
OLIVE OYL: Get out of this house at once, you hobgoblin!
Popeye!
So you're the one that's been horrorizing me!
Get out, and stay out!
[ Bonk! ]
[ Rattle! ]
[ Clank! ]
BLUTO: Now, there's a girlfriend for ya.
So long, chum.
I gotta protect Olive from those nasty old hobgoblins.
[ Laughs ]
[ Doorbell rings ]
OLIVE OYL: Oh!
It's you, Bluto.
BLUTO: Yeah, Olive.
I thought you might want some company.
POPEYE: So, that's Bluto's scheme!
I thinks I'll do some spookin' meself.
Hmm. Just what I need.
BLUTO: And you don't have to be afraid of ghosts
while I'm around.
Hey!
[ Creak! Creak! ]
OLIVE OYL: Aaah!
[ Sloop! ]
[ Cre-e-e-e-ak! ]
[ Pop! ]
BLUTO: Aah!
Help!
Spooks! Witches! Hobgoblins!
Help!
[ Pling! ]
[ Creak! Creak! ]
[ Cre-e-e-e-ak! ]
[ ***! ]
[ Babbles ]
Ghost!
Let me outta here!
POPEYE: [ Laughs ]
OLIVE OYL: Popeye!
You're back!
[ Smooching ]
M-M-M-Mwah!
POPEYE: Loves them ghosks.
A-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah-gah!