Jill: What's all this stuff?
Tim: Oh, I thought I'd put a little romance back in Halloween.
Jill: Well, I've always been attracted to dead, pasty-faced guys. [laughs]
Tim: You better kiss me before rigor mortis sets in. Care to dance, my widow woman?
Jill: I'd love to, Dead Astaire.
Tim: Ah. Nice party.
Jill: Spin me, Mr. Taylor. Spin me.
Tim: You got it.
[Jill screams as she is spun away from Tim and takes his arm with him]
Jill: Aah!
Tim: The king is back! He's got one arm, but the king is back. Thank you.