beginnings gallery

Whole script of Haunted Mansion

The following is the narration for the Haunted Mansion attraction at Disneyland:

Foyer:

When hinges creak in doorless chambers, and strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls. Whenever candlelights flicker where the air is deathly still. That is the time when ghosts are present, practicing their terror with ghoulish delight!

Portrait Gallery:

Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion! I am your host, your ghost host. Kindly step all the way in please and make room for everyone. There’s no turning back now.

Our tour begins here in this gallery where you see paintings of some of our guests as they appeared in their corruptible, mortal state.

Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination, hmm? And consider this dismaying observation: This chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!

Of course, there’s always my way.

Portrait Hall:

Oh, I didn’t mean to frighten you prematurely; the real chills come later. Now, as they say, look alive, and we’ll continue our little tour. And let’s all stay together, please. There are several prominent ghosts who have retired here from creepy old crypts from all over the world. Actually, we have 999 happy haunts here, but there’s room for a thousand. Any volunteers? If you insist on lagging behind, you may not need to volunteer. The carriage that will carry you into the moldering sanctum of the spirit world will accommodate you and one or two loved ones. Kindly watch your step as you board, please. We spirits haunt our best in gloomy darkness, so remember, no flash pictures, please.

And now, a carriage approaches to carry you into the boundless realm of the supernatural. Take your loved ones by the hand, please, and kindly watch your step. Oh yes, and no flash pictures, please! We spirits are frightfully sensitive to bright lights.

Do not pull down on the safety bar, please; I will lower it for you. And heed this warning: the spirits will materialize only if you remain quietly seated at all times.

Onboard Doombuggies:

We find it delightfully unlivable here in this ghostly retreat. Every room has wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills. Shhh, listen!

All our ghosts have been dying to meet you! This one can hardly contain himself!

Unfortunately, they all seem to have trouble getting through. Perhaps Madame Leota can establish contact. She has a remarkable head for materializing the disembodied.

Madame Leota:

Horntoads and lizards, fiddle and strum. Please answer the role by beating a drum!

Ghost fiends and furies, old friends and new! Blow in a horn, so we’ll know whether it’s you!

Serpents and spiders, tail of a rat; call in the spirits, wherever they’re at.

Rap on a table; it’s time to respond. Send us a message from somewhere beyond.

Goblins and ghoulies from last Halloween. Awaken the spirits with your tambourine.

Creepies and crawlies, toads in a pond; let there be music, from regions beyond!

Wizards and witches, wherever you dwell, give us a hint, by ringing a bell!

Grand Ballroom:

The happy haunts have received your sympathetic vibrations and are beginning to materialize. They’re assembling for a swinging wake, and they’ll be expecting me. I’ll see you all a little later.

Grim Grinning Ghosts:

When the crypt doors creak and the tombstones quake,
Spooks come out for a swinging wake!
Happy haunts materialize, and begin to vocalize.
Grim Grinning Ghosts come out to socialize!

Now don’t close your eyes and don’t try to hide,
For a silly spook may sit by your side.
Shrouded in a daft disguise, they pretend to terrorize.
Grim Grinning Ghosts come out to socialize!

As the moon climbs high o’er the dead oak tree,
Spooks arrive for the midnight spree.
Creepy creeps with eerie eyes start to shriek and harmonize.
Grim Grinning Ghosts come out to socialize!

When you hear the knell of a requiem bell,
weird glows gleam where spirits dwell.
Restless bones etherealize, rise as spooks of every size!

Ghost Host:

Ah, there you are, and just in time! There’s a little matter I forgot to mention. Beware of hitchhiking ghosts! They have selected you to fill our quota, and they’ll haunt you until you return! Now I will raise the safety bar, and a ghost will follow you home!

If would like to join our jamboree there’s a simple rule that’s compulsory. Mortals pay a token fee. Rest in peace, the haunting’s free; so hurry back, we would like your company!

Little Leota:

Hurry back! Hurry back! Be sure to bring your death certificate, if you decide to join us. Make final arrangements now! We’ve been dying to have you!

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Batman’s Infamous Rogues Gallery.

“Sometimes… sometimes I think the Asylum is a head. We’re inside a huge head that dreams us all into being. Perhaps it’s your head, Batman. Arkham is a looking glass… and we are you.”   - Arkham Asylum: A Serious House on Serious Earth

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“Patients suffering delusional episodes often focus their paranoia on an external tormentor, usually one conforming to Jungian archetypes. In this case, a scarecrow.

Batman Begins (2005) dir. Christopher Nolan

โ„๐•’๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐•„๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ sentence prompts ( from the ride )

“When hinges creak in doorless chambers, and strange and frightening sounds echo through the halls. Whenever candlelights flicker where the air is deathly still. That is the time when ghosts are present. ”
“Welcome, foolish mortals.”
“I am your host. Your ghost host.”
“Make room for everyone.”
“There’s not turning back now.”
“Our tour begins here in this gallery.”
“Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis.”
“Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination?”
“And consider this dismaying observation: This chamber has no windows and no doors.”
“Which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!”
“Of course, there’s always my way.”
“Oh, I didn’t mean to frighten you prematurely.”
“The real chills come later.”
“Now, as they say, look alive.”
“Actually, we have 999 happy haunts here, but there’s room for a thousand. Any volunteers?”
“We find it delightfully unlivable here in this ghostly retreat”
“Every room has wall-to-wall creeps, and hot and cold running chills.”
“Horntoads and lizards, fiddle and strum. Please answer the role by beating a drum!”
“Ghost fiends and furies, old friends and new! Blow in a horn, so we’ll know whether it’s you!”
“Serpents and spiders, tail of a rat; call in the spirits, wherever they’re at.”
“Rap on a table; it’s time to respond. Send us a message from somewhere beyond.” 
“Goblins and ghoulies from last Halloween. Awaken the spirits with your tambourine.”
“Creepies and crawlies, toads in a pond; let there be music, from regions beyond!”
“Wizards and witches, wherever you dwell, give us a hint, by ringing a bell!”
“The happy haunts have received your sympathetic vibrations and are beginning to materialize.”    
“I’ll see you all a little later.”
“Here comes the bride.”
“I do, I did.”
“Till death do us part.”
“In sickness and … wealth.”
“We’ll live happily ever after.”
“When the crypt doors creak and the tombstones quake,spooks come out for a swinging wake!”
“Happy haunts materialize, and begin to vocalize.”
“Grim Grinning Ghosts come out to socialize!”
“Now don’t close your eyes and don’t try to hide, for a silly spook may sit by your side.”
“Shrouded in a daft disguise, they pretend to terrorize.”
“As the moon climbs high o'er the dead oak tree, Spooks arrive for the midnight spree.”
“Creepy creeps with eerie eyes start to shriek and harmonize.“
“When you hear the knell of a requiem bell, weird glows gleam where spirits dwell.”
“Ah, there you are, and just in time!”
“There’s a little matter I forgot to mention.”
“Beware of hitchhiking ghosts!”
“If would like to join our jamboree there’s a simple rule that’s compulsory.”
“Mortals pay a token fee.“ 
“Be sure to bring your death certificate”
“Make final arrangements now”
“We’ve been dying to have you” 

Welcome, foolish mortals, to the Haunted Mansion...

I am your host, your… ghost host. Kindly step all the way in please and make room for everyone. There’s no turning back now.

Our tour begins here in this gallery where you see paintings of some of our guests as they appeared in their corruptible, mortal state.

Your cadaverous pallor betrays an aura of foreboding, almost as though you sense a disquieting metamorphosis. Is this haunted room actually stretching? Or is it your imagination, hmm? And consider this dismaying observation: This chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge: to find a way out!

Of course, there’s always my way.

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“As we looked through the comics, there was this fascinating idea that Batman’s presence in Gotham actually attracts criminals to Gotham, attracts lunacy. When you’re dealing with questionable notions like people taking the law into their own hands, you have to really ask, where does that lead? That’s what makes the character so dark, because he expresses a vengeful desire.”
Christopher Nolan

Good Morning, Mae.

I still feel the pain of losing Goya. During the time I was taking her daily pictures I had no idea I was recording a chronological countdown I didnโ€™t know about, and now those pictures, and a scattered few, are all I have.ย 

I have that one picture, of her smiling in the veterinary kennel, still in my phone as the last time I would see her. As the last picture I would ever take of her. Thatโ€™s it. After that one picture there is no more Goya. I have so many others further down, just thumbnails after thumbnails of specks of gold that was her fur, almost all the way to the beginning of the gallery. But after that one photoโ€ฆ Gone.

It still hurts to see those photos. Just memories. And I try very hard to remember how it felt to touch her fur, how soft it was, curling the silken strands between my fingers and playing with it idly as we sat on the couch together while watching movies or laying in bed just before sleep. I try to remember how she ran, how the barked, how she perked up her head and ears when something curious got her attention. To remember her sounds when she got excited and her chatty whines.ย 

I miss them. I miss her.ย 

I know Goya will be that one dog I will never forget. She will always be a most special creature that has brought joy and light to my heart. Our bond is strong, even in death.ย 

Sometimes I still catch myself sayingย โ€œshe isโ€ rather thanย โ€œshe wasโ€. I still call out her name in the early morning before I really wake up, expecting our morning walk, only to be reminded by silence. I canโ€™t believe sheโ€™s a past tense. Every day that passes is one more day I left her behind.

But lifeโ€ฆ Oh life, how curious you are.

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