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The dog's flying something out.

Looks like a scarecrow with a scarf.

Nice doggies. I've got something to eat.
You just want to play, right?

Come on.

Who the blazes may you be, stranger?

My name's Crane, gentlemen. Ichabod
Crane.

Could you assist me?

In some way, here.

What's a Ichabod crane?

Well, a crane is a bird with skinny legs
and a long beak.

Well, what we got here is a scared
crane.

Not a scared crow like we first thought.

That's a good one, Brom! Scared crane,
scared crow, that's a good one.

I'm the new schoolmaster.

Would you be so kind as to... That so?

Well, I'm Brom Bones. Half horse, half
bear, and two -thirds wildcat.

I'm tougher than old moose meat and
meaner than turpentine tonic.

Ain't I, Fred?

Yeah, right.

And them's his good points.

Why, I'm the orneriest cuss this side of
the Hudson River.

I'm the galgenest, bone -cracking,
wrassle -fire in the whole county.

Ain't I, Fred? Yeah, right.

And that's his good -natured side.

And I'll tell you what, Strange.

There's only two kinds of folks that
just naturally makes me want to pinch

heads off.

Connecticut Yankees and...

skinny, pinch -faced schoolmasters.

Ain't that right, Fred?

Right. And them's his kind regards.

As a matter of fact, stranger,
schoolteachers don't last long around

They just have a way of disappearing.

They just vanish in the night.

I'm happy to meet you, gentlemen.

Do you think I might prevail upon you to
help me out of this?

Ridiculous and embarrassing situation.

Help? Why, sure.

Me and Fred Dutcher's always happy to
help a stranger that's in a fix.

Is

that

the new schoolmaster?

So he says.

Imagine, all he wanted to do was lick
me.

Okay.

You must be Mr.

Vanderhoof?

If you're not a married man, get in.

Thank you, Mr. Bones.

Mr. Dutcher.

Good day.

It was nice meeting you.

Widows make the best wives.

That's a good thing for a bachelor to
keep in mind.

I've never been in this part of New
York.

I'm from Connecticut, you know.

Well, why'd you leave?

Adventure, sir.

New people.

New experiences.

Discovered wonders provide spice in a
man's life.

Now you've come to the wrong place.
Sleepy hollows about as exciting as

mush.

Wasn't for the ghost, wouldn't be
nothing to say between hello and

I'm sure I'll like it.

Ain't but a handful of children to
teach.

Don't pay much.

Gotta sleep at the school.

Hate your meals with a different family
every week.

Well, Vegas can't be choosers, Mr.
Vanderhoof.

You ain't never been married?

No way, shape, or form?

No, sir.

I've never found just the right
circumstances.

You wouldn't be so skinny if you was
married and fed up proper.

I'm sure that's true.

You're darn right.

Man don't know what fed up means.

Hell, he's been proper married.

I'll get it for him. I'll get it. Might
not be safe. What with the ice under

that snow.

Sir, we Connecticut Yankees are born to
ice and snow.

Hello, girls.

Hello.

It's Miss Katrina.

Watch yourself now.

Don't want you getting hurt your first
day.

Especially with nobody to take care of
you.

Don't worry, I'll be down in a second.

Just a matter of getting to the right
spot here.

Whoa.

Hello, Miss Katrina.

Good morning.

Is that him?

Hmm. Just put the things on his bed,
Miss Katrina.

Yes, Mr. Vanderhoof.

I'm truly sorry.

Let me help you.

I'm sorry, Mademoiselle. I was only...
Indeed you were, sir.

Please forgive me, Miss... Van Tassel.

Oh, then you must be the wife of Squire
Van Tassel who hired me.

He's my father and can fire you, sir.

So your first assignment will be to read
pages 1 through 20.

Now, my job is to help with your
education, but you have to help, too, by

your homework.

And if you don't do that, if you don't
do that, the only one that gets

is you.

Who said that?

It's our owl, sir.

Chief Running Buffalo.

What's his name?

The ghost of Chief Running Buffalo, sir.

The ghost?

You don't believe in that kind of stuff,
do you?

Well, the schoolhouse is built on an old
Indian cemetery.

Grandpa says it's been haunted for years
by spirits from the past.

Grandpa says... Has anyone in here
actually ever

seen a ghost? Put up your hands.

Ted. I've seen the Headless Horseman.
You're lying, Ted Dunkey.

Well, I almost seen him. I almost saw
him. Fellas, fellas, please.

I always saw him, fellows, fellows.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I almost seen him.

Let's go with this race.

Don't forget your homework.

Please, please.

Some work you need in here?

Mr. Vanderhoof, I'm going to have to
insist that you tell the children that

stories are nothing but fairy tales.

Hold on, Mr.

Smart, unmarried schoolmaster.

How is the truth they told you about
them Indian spirits?

Mr. Vanderhoof, Indian ghosts?

Headless horsemen?

Bite down your tongue!

Don't you ever go laughing!

At the headless horseman.

Do you expect me to believe that that
owl is the spirit of a dead Indian?

Chief Running Buffalo.

All right, all right, all right, all
right.

In a more practical matter, Mr.
Vanderhoof, is there anything you can do

this awful smell of garlic here?

It's from the devil's bag.

Over the door there.

Wards off evil spirits.

More in there than garlic.

Algonquin medicine man gave me the
recipe.

I abhor superstition, sir.

What are you going to do? I'm going to
rid my living quarters of this vile

stench. No, no, you can't do that.

That was a fool thing to do.

Now you ain't got no protection against
them at all.

Mr. Vanhoof, I wish to share your
friendship without your eccentricity.

I'll be coming to take you to supper in
a couple hours.

Thank you.

Wait till you taste Thelma's sausage
pie.

Who's Thelma?

My daughter.

Widow woman these past five years.

Sherry woman.

Just hankering to do for some lucky
fella. Bring your wash.

No, no, no. I couldn't trouble her with
my wash. I don't want to do that.

Of course you could.

Woman takes to a man's kind of troubles
much easier than loneliness.

Well, I don't know that that's true for
all women.

Katrina Van Tassel, for instance,
doesn't seem to be particularly lonely.

What's so funny?

Remember that big fella you met this
morning?

Brom Bone?

He figures Katrina's his girl.

If he catches you looking sideways at
her, he's just naturally gonna tie knots

in all your arms and legs.

Or worse.

Brom Bones killed the previous
schoolmaster?

Might just as well have.

Palmer was never the same after Brom
Bones thundered the poor fellow halfway

across the country.

Brom Bones assaulted the schoolmaster
just for looking at Miss Van Tassel?

Assaulted, a -peppered, and a -roasted
him too.

Just for reading poetry to Katrina.

Of course, I think by that time Palmer
was already a little...

Funny in the head like the other
schoolmasters.

What do you mean?

Three before Palmer.

All turned strange before they took off
out of here.

Because I figured it was the ghosts and
spirits that did it to them.

Come away with those ridiculous,
ridiculous scare stories of yours.

Yeah, just like them others.

Seems a shame.

You fellas, with all your book learning,

Always come up short on common horses.
Oh, bother all that, Mr. Fritz

Vanderhoof. What happened to my
predecessor, Winthrop Palmer?

I told you!

Didn't have the grit of a short chicken
at the Brombone stumping.

Looked over his shoulder one dark night.

Saw the headless horseman coming after
him.

Galloped his horse straight away over
the Palisade and right down into the

Hudson River.

Fred Dutcher saw it firsthand.

Bad currents in the Hudson hereabouts.

Old Palmer never had a chance.

If the jump didn't do it, the river did.

Well, real shame.

Nice man.

Too bad.

Real shame. Watch yourself. Watch your
step. Sad story.

Hope nothing like that ever happens to
you.

By the way, weed's up at 5 .30 sharp.

Did you see it?

See what?

You didn't see it?

It was over there.

There was a shadow just on that wall.

What shadow?

Nothing. Maybe it was just my
imagination.

Sure.

Empty stomach can spit a man's head.

Thelma's made a fine stuffed goose in
your honor.

Let's go.

Oh, Madame Dunkey, may I say that your
cuisine...

It's a splendid canvas of the culinary
arts.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

And she cooks pretty good, too.

I thought that young Ted was going to be
here.

He's over at Jan Van Tassel's. He
practically lives there.

Have another piece of pie.

Oh, it's so big. Thank you.

And you can call me Thelma.

Okay.

There, you see, I said she'd like you.

You're a lucky fellow. My thumb is a
fine figure of a woman.

Turn around once or twice so he can see
you ain't got no sharp corners.

Oh, Papa, you're terrible.

Are you all right, sir?

And she's strong, too, huh? She's
strong. I like these weak, twittery

ones you see all around these days, huh?

Oh, dear lady, let me help you.

Oh, wait.

Take your clothes off this minute.

I beg your pardon? For sewing.

You wouldn't be coming apart at the
seams if you was a married man.

Wait. I'll give you a donkey's coat.

You leave that old rag with me and I'll
mend it as good as new.

A late Mr. Dumpkey's coat? I don't know
that I can accept her departed husband's

clothing. Take it, take it. Dumpkey
don't need it. Besides, it's a good

Like she's already thinking of you in
Dumpkey's place, eh?

Well, this is really very kind.

I want you to try this one on. All
right.

Okay. You're very kind.

Oh.

A tuck here and a tuck there, and it'll
fit you better than a diddumpty.

I just saw a face in the window.

I don't see anything.

There's nobody out there.

What kind of a face did you see? A man's
face. It was big, heavy.

It had a big, white, bushy beard.

White beard?

Yes, wild -eyed look.

Mole on the cheek?

Palmer!

Winthrop Palmer?

I thought you said he was dead.

He is!

I knew something like this would happen
if you burned that devil bag.

All that stuff and nonsense about bags
and spells and ghosts are nothing but

medieval superstition.

I told this fellow that Sleepy Hollow
was full of ghosts, but he wouldn't

listen. He was just like all the others.

And now the schoolmaster Palmer has come
back.

Like we haven't got enough ghosts
already.

Truthfully, madam, I've heard little
else since my arrival, but there's not a

whiff of scientific proof for the
existence of spirits.

Scientific? Wait.

Just wait.

This is only good for ordinary ghosts.

It's not nearly as strong as a devil
bag.

But I'd feel a lot better if you were
carrying it with you tonight.

I want to thank you both for your
cordiality and hospitality. Good night,

lady.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

Oh, nice.

Very nice. You should write that down.

Yeah, you bet.

Parting is such sweet sorrow.

And if the spooks don't get you, I'll
see you tomorrow.

me to bring you this great coat to go
with your other.

Why, you no good little... I'll get you.
Wait till I get my hands on you.

You're supposed to pull when I push and
push when I pull.

I know, but the trouble is that you push
twice as far as I pull, so that means

I've got to do twice as much as you just
to keep even with you.

Here. Drink some tea, Fred, while I
spell you.

I'm going to drink some tea while she
spells me.

By golly, Mrs...

You hang your end of a misery whip
better than most men folks I know.

All a matter of harmony and rhythm.

You and me just naturally seem cut out
for a double harness, brown bone.

Now, Thelma, you gotta stop talking like
that.

You know I'm fixing to get hitched up
with Katrina one of these days.

You've been saying that for years, and
there ain't none of us getting any

younger.

Besides... Katrina Van Tassel wouldn't
know how to handle a big old bear of a

man like you.

It's that bad place in my back where I
get a head surgery once in a while. Oh,

you poor thing.

Why don't you come on inside and I'll
give you a good rub with the horse

liniment. No, no thank you, Thelma.

I'll be fine.

Just got to move around and ease it out.

Wait a minute.

I know how to fix this.

Yeah, what you've got to do is you have
to relax your muscles.

Remember that?

Here, do that one. That always works.
Come on.

Like that?

That's right. Relax the muscles back
here.

Ah, okay.

You've got to be the biggest, dumbest
moose in the whole county.

Oh, no.

That's not so.

No. I've seen a lot of big mooses that
aren't near as smart as Brom.

Oh, um, what are you doing with
Dumpkey's clothes?

That's none of your business.

I'm fixing him up for the new
schoolmaster.

Poor fella ain't hardly got a handful of
threads between him and all outdoors.

And besides, our Thelma's caught his
eye.

He's sweet on you.

Oh, Papa, that ain't true at all.

Fact is, I think he's already taken a
fancy to Katrina Von Tassel. What?

Is that... that... Scarecreen.

Has that Scarecreen been up to anything
with my Katrina?

If I see that skinny Yankee anywhere
near my girl, I'll...

I'll scrunch them up and eat them for
breakfast.

Then you'll have more brains in your
belly than you ever had in your head.

I'll get the liniment.

I think we better pay that schoolmaster
a little visit.

Sir Isaac Newton called it gravity.

and it is literally the force that keeps
us from falling off the face of the

Earth.

Jan? Does it work on ghosts?

Yeah, if there are ghosts, they're
subject to the force of gravity like

everything else. Now watch this.

Watch how our position changes as the
Earth turns.

See, we're walking upside down
sometimes. We don't even know it.

Why don't we feel anything?

Because the Earth revolves so slowly.

But, you know, if something were to
change and the Earth started to spin

there would be less gravitational pull,
and we would fall off the face of the

Earth.

Oh, no.

Let's get out of here. We could all burn
up. Quiet, quiet, quiet. Everybody

outside, very calmly.

You didn't believe in the ghost.

You burnt the devil bag.

This was an accident. It had nothing to
do with... No, sir. The evil spirits are

after you.

Thank you, Mr. Bones. It got out of hand
really kind of fast for me.

You stay away from my girl, or it's
going to get a lot hotter around here

you than that stove.

Better start believing.

Me? You better get yourself another
devil, buddy.

I just feel like ways in which the town
has inspired me. I feel I can make a

real contribution here.

The most peculiar feelings.

Squire, I don't take it lightly seeing
the schoolmaster hanging around Katrina.

I thought you and me had an agreement.

I agreed that you could court my Katrina
with matrimonial intentions.

But that was three years ago, Brom
Bones. Well, now, Squire, marriage ain't

nothing for a man to hurry into.

And for three years, I'm still not a
grandfather.

I hope to see you tonight at choir
practice. See, I think there's so much

expressed through the voice.

I'll be there.

Well, what are they up to?

I can't quite tell.

Fill every part with air and let it out.
That's right. Don't hold it. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Let it out.

And now breathe in and take a big
breath.

Through your nose. Through your nose.

They're alive.

They?

Just listen.

They seem to be puckering up their lips
and making faces at each other.

All of them?

Right on the bare open church?

Yeah. Just bold as brass. I mean, no
shame at all. I knew that fellow was an

duck from the first.

I should have pounded his head down to
his boot tops right off.

Babe. Beep.

Bop. Boop.

Boop. Modest.

Good. Let's not do that. Let's not do it
anymore. We'll come back to that.

Do this.

Come on, Fred.

What are they up to now?

I can't quite tell.

And now... Breathe in.

Through your nose. Through your nose.

And now put your lips very forward.

That's right. Now breathe in again.

Not oom.

It's still a...

That's right.

Uh -oh.

They're making kind of... Kind of kissy
faces at the schoolmaster.

Katrina, too?

Yeah.

More forward and more forward.

Fred, what's going on now?

Oh, it's, uh... It's better you don't
know, Braun.

Ah, come on, Fred. We gotta think of
something.

We gotta put an end to this, Fred.

There's a lot going on in there that's
not right for a choir practice.

Hey, fool, wait a minute.

I got me an idea.

Why, now suppose I go in there, and I
start pulling that bell rope.

Oh.

I like that, Fred.

Smart. That old bell will make so much
noise, it'll bring half as sleepy all up

on the run. The doll will suspect it was
you and me. What did it?

I think we've all worked hard enough for
our first session.

But before we leave, I understand that
you've all been looking forward to,

perhaps as keenly as I have, Miss Van
Tassel favoring us with a solo.

To be stuck.

What are you waiting for?

What's the matter?

Wait, wait, wait. What's the matter with
you, Fred?

Come on.

Get out of here!

not the way you think. I can explain.

And so I am sure can that other dolt.

Carl, take me home.

I'll get you for this, schoolteacher.
You just wait.

I don't believe in ghosts, so stop it
right now.

Ritz, aren't you a little old to be
running around graveyards dressed like

Indian? Pretty smart, ain't you?

First a headless horseman, now this.

Well, maybe I can't get you to believe
in ghosts, but you gotta stop telling

children there ain't none.

My duty is to teach the truth.

How can you when you don't know what the
truth is?

For it's truth like beauty is in the eye
of the beholder.

Well, you're gonna be a black -eyed
beauty if you don't open up yours to

around you.

Hi, Chief.

I've got something for you. Want some
bread?

Well,

I'll leave it here for you.

Hmm.

My father could see me now.

He was a big one for jokes, and I'll
name Chief Running Buffalo would have

tickled him about as much as naming me
Ichabod.

This fellow just won't quit.

tricks of yours are going to be the
death of me.

I have an appointment in Terror Town,
Katrina.

Father? Mm -hmm.

Why do you... Did you board the school
teacher with everyone else before us?

To give me time to find out if he was
peculiar, like Palmer and the others.

Do you think he's peculiar?

You want to know if I like him?

Yes. Hmm.

Well, I'll have to know him better.

What about Brom?

Can't a girl have two suitors?

If you go outside, Brom will be happy to
answer that question for you.

something.

Yes, ma 'am.

You must promise not to tell Brahm.

Being his best friend, he might be
tempted.

No, ma 'am, no.

No, I wouldn't. It'll be our secret, ma
'am.

Good.

Is he courting anyone else besides me?

Oh, no.

No, ma 'am, no.

No, he...

He wouldn't do a thing like that, ma
'am. He wouldn't.

Thank you, Fred.

You're welcome, ma 'am.

I can't figure out why she has to do
this.

Well, maybe she heard that Thelma is
stuck on you.

And she thinks that you're courting her,
too.

Yeah?

Maybe I can make Katrina jealous of me.

But I'm still going to put that old
scarecrow in this place one of these

Yeah. The cemetery.

Britt,

the dangerous thing you did last night,
you nearly ran that horse over me.

Horse?

Thelma had the mare for choir practice,
don't you remember?

Cape was quite effective, and that black
horse was a beauty.

Have you gone loony?

I ain't got no black horse.

When did this happen?

After we left here, maybe half an hour.

Took me that long to walk home and wash
off the Indian paint.

Aye, golly.

You did see it.

I saw something.

You saw it!

Admit it!

Ichabod Crane, you saw a ghost!

A real ghost!

That's right, Squire Balthus.

Crane said he saw this ghost on a horse
and that it was after him.

Hmm. Are you sure about that? I don't
think he's gone all the way.

Not like Palmer.

Maybe a little like the others. Hmm.
Sounds like it.

Ah, that's too bad. You know, I like
this one. I even had thoughts about him

a husband for Katrina.

Oh, well, that's too bad. Too bad.

Yep.

Too bad. Yeah.

Nice fellow, too.

Mm -hmm.

But, uh, you know, Squire, maybe this
one we don't have to lose.

Maybe this one we can save. What are you
trying to say, Fritz Vanderhoof?

Loony is loony.

I got an idea.

A full -figured, number one guess about
this schoolmaster business.

Now, in the first place, they all lived
in that old schoolhouse over at the

Indian graveyard, eh?

Well, I don't see what that has to do...
Now, wait, I'll tell you. In the second

place, none of them was married.

They was all bachelors, like Palmer and
Ichabod Crane.

Now, you see, bachelors ain't got no
tolerance built up like married men has.

Are you trying to say you think that
getting Ichabod married will cure the

business? Well, why not?

How many times have you heard someone
say he's crazy from being married?

So why not?

If he starts that way, maybe a wife
could drive him back the other way.

Hmm.

Maybe that's not such a foolish notion.

Finding schoolmasters is not easy, you
know.

Yep. I figure...

We should get Mr.

Ichabod Crane married.

Yeah. Only one problem I see. Now, the
only ladies handy for marriage are my

Thelma and your Katrina.

Now, hold on here, Fritz Vanderhoof.

Not my Katrina.

No, sir.

Now, Brown Bones is no prize package.

But he's no loony, either.

Exactly.

Now, what Ichabod needs is a woman with
experience.

Now, a widow...

Like my Thelma would be perfect.

But Ichabod, he's got Google eyes for
your Katrina.

Oh, well, I'll soon fix that.

I'll forbid Katrina to see the fellow,
to talk to him.

I'll even marry her off to Brom Bones
immediately.

By golly, Squire, you figured that
marvelous good. I always said you got a

problem, you take it to the Squire. I
mean, who's got a bigger head, eh?

But tell me, Fritz, how do you know your
Thelma would marry Ichabod?

I have it on very good authority that
she would dearly love to wed Bromboons.

Ah, well, if he was already married to
your Katrina, Ichabod was the only one

left.

My Thelma's a smart girl, and she'll
figure it out.

I mean, half a loaf is better than no
soup at all.

I'll see to it, believe me.

All right, Carl.

Squire.

Be seeing you, Squire Balthus.

Hi,

Squire.

I think old Fritz is up to something.

You know, he's pretty cagey. Well,
maybe.

But it sounded to me, you know, like an
old scarecrane really thought he saw the

headless horseman.

Almost scared him to death.

Maybe it will the next time, eh?

Turn him.

Turn around.

You did that on purpose.

What do you mean on purpose? If a person
suddenly sticks her bustle where I'm

holding a pin, it's her fault if she
gets stuck.

You're just jealous.

Yes, you are, Thelma Dunkey.

You're so jealous of me, you could bust.

What's to be jealous of?

If I feel anything, I feel pity.

Pity? You pity me in heaven's name. Why
would you pity me?

Because a person that's selfish and
greedy should be pitied.

Because a person that already has the
best man in the county wrapped around

little finger like a wedding ring
shouldn't be making Google eyes at other

Well, I don't think that Brom Bones is
the best man in the county.

As a matter of fact, he's the best man
in the county that I would choose to

marry.

You don't want to marry a big, strong,
handsome, lovable man like Brom Bones?

I think he's a big oaf.

He's uncouth and he's uncultured and
unkempt and uninteresting and underfoot.

My feet, every time I turn around.

Bite your tongue!

You don't deserve a man the likes of
Brom Bones.

Why, Thelma Dunkey.

You're in love with Brom Bones.

Yeah, I have been ever since I first saw
him.

Only Mary Dunkey to make him jealous.

Now he only has eyes for you.

An educated man.

A quiet man.

One to walk with in the sunset.

Who whisper the sweet words of the old
poets.

You're falling in love with Ichabod
Crane?

Silly, isn't it?

A penniless schoolteacher.

Awkward.

he has a new calf.

And such a dear.

Oh, Katrina Van Tessa, we have to do
something about this fine cattle of

Well, what can we do?

I mean, our father will not even permit
me to speak to Ichabod and... Brom Bones

chases away any man who even gets close
to me.

Thelma, I think the fates are against us
as well as the men of Sleepy Hollow.

I don't know about the fates, but men I
do, believe me.

Against two women with one idea, they
don't stand a chance.

sir, and the late and apparently
unlamented Winthrop Palmer.

Winthrop Palmer?

You're not dead?

And not alive.

I am both.

And neither!

Tremble! Quake, you blissful idiot!

Look at me and you look at yourself.

They call me lunatic.

And they shall call you the same!

I have returned to avenge myself upon
Brom Bones for his treatment of me.

And then I shall exorcise the Headless
Horseman, casting both into the eternal

pit of perdition.

Vengeance! I will have vengeance!

I recognize that you are a fellow
pedagogue, a tired and ill -treated

disseminator of learning amongst the
barbarous and the ignorant.

Why have you come to this place?

I don't know. It seemed like the right
thing to do at the time.

They are all bewitched, these denizens
of Sleepy Hollow.

Sprites, elves, parries, and bookers,
all of them.

No, I'll admit that I've found most of
the people around here a little bit odd

at times, but... Odd?

Don't you know they're all believers in
ghosts, specters, spooks, and the

crawling, clawing hideosities that fly
about at night?

Yeah, pretty silly, isn't it? It's plain
that you don't believe in such things.

As plain as the nose on your face.

We, sir, are both men of learning.

Of course, we could never believe in all
that ghost rubbish.

No, of course.

I never believed in them.

Even after I saw them and talked to
them, you know.

You saw them?

Ghosts? Oh, many times.

They became intolerable nuisances, you
know. All that howling about and

shrieking. The best thing to do is
ignore them.

You were able to ignore them?

Yes.

Except for him.

Him? Um...

The Hessian fellow that lost his head in
the Battle of Yonkers.

Yes, the accursed headless horseman.

But I will have my revenge on him.

And upon that lout, that lump of clay,
that bellowing, bragging, bumptious,

bumpkin, brown bones.

They ruined my career, you know.

How did they do that?

They killed me, you fool.

But I shall have mine back.

And you shall help me.

Yes.

Yes? Well?

Tell no one you saw me. No one. This
will be our little secret. Our little

secret.

I shall let you know when I need your
help. Let me know anything, yes, as long

as it's not illegal, immoral, or
contrary to the grade school teacher's

That's the whole story, Fritz.

That's everything that happened.

I had to tell somebody, somebody I
trusted.

But for heaven's sakes, don't mention a
word of this to anybody. They might

think I was... Looney.

Yeah.

Don't want nobody thinking you're losing
your buttons like Palmer and them

others.

Actually, the more I think about it, I
think I just had a nightmare, that's

No, you didn't have any nightmare.

You had a real first -class visitation.

Nothing serious, though.

Just noisy ghosts.

Poltergeists, we call them.

I haven't told you the worst part of it.

What?

This, I don't think you're going to
believe at all. I'm not sure I do.

Before everything else happened, I had a
visit from the late Mr. Winthrop

Palmer.

In the spirit and flesh.

I don't know. I'm not sure which.

You don't say.

He looked in the window at you like he
did the other night?

No, no, no. This time he was lying on
the bed behind those curtains when I

home last night. He scared me half to
death.

Well, it could have been a lot of other
fellas, Ichabod.

Natural ones at that.

You know, you might be seeing ghosts
even there now.

I don't think so. I don't think so.

He told me he's come back to take
revenge on Brom Bones and the Headless

Horseman. Brom Bones?

Ah.

Well, that could be.

Brom Bones is always making poor Palmer
miserable.

Yeah, but wait a minute. Didn't you say
that Palmer...

was always a little odd, even before
Brombone started to badger him?

Oh, sure, but all the schoolmasters
these past five years turned, uh, you

funny in the head after a while.

Palmer, he, uh, he lost more of his
buttons than the others did. Yeah, and

that's exactly why I don't think there's
a new ghost here in Sleepy Hollow.

What do you think, a loony, maybe?

Ah, that couldn't be.

He horse -jumped into the river. He
swooshed. No, he didn't swoosh. He

swoosh. And I'll tell you something
else. I think that Mr.

Winthrop Palmer is your famous headless
horseman. Right down to the cape and the

saber.

First things we do first, Ichabod.

Thelma is making you some new devil bags
to hang up.

All the windows and the doors, you hang
with them.

and the spooks won't bother you so much,
and I'll think about the other. Fritz,

Fritz, this Palmer, whatever he is, may
be dangerous.

Maybe you and I should try to find a way
to tell the others. Oh, no, that would

be terrible.

You don't want people to think that
you're getting funny like the others, do

you?

No, no, no, but still... Still, still,
still, still. You leave it to me.

A headless horseman, Palmer couldn't be.

Why not?

The ghost was the one who chased old
Palmer over the cliff and into the

Huh?

I don't know.

I don't think I'm going a little funny
in the loft. I saw what I saw.

You saw it too, didn't you?

Palmer, that's who... Never mind.

Ichabod? Yeah.

Get these put up as soon as you can.

Door, all the windows, chimney too.

All right.

Dear lady, thank you for another...

Wonderful, filling meal.

Study your homework.

Okay?

Goodbye, Ted.

Goodbye, Mr. Crane.

Giddy up. Bye, Jacob. Bye, thank you.
Night.

Chief Chief You

there,

Chief?

Pick her up.

Pick her up.

Mr.

Crane.

I have a book for you.

Squire Van Tassel told me to bring it to
you.

A book?

Oh, Squire Van Tassel.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you. Good night.

Good night, sir.

Thank you.

Wake up, Carl. Wake up.

You're safe at home now.

It was a headless horseman.

Did you see him? Yes, I saw somebody.

Somebody? What kind of somebody? Who?

Squire, if I told you who I thought I
saw, you might think I'd seen a ghost.

Tell me what you saw, and I'll tell you
what I think.

It was a headless horseman.

He tried to cut my head off with his big
saber. I think what Carl saw.

What I saw was Winthrop Palmer.

Oh. I talked with Palmer last night,
Squire, as close as I am to you. Palmer

dead.

You know, jumped in the river. Goodbye.

Gah. Well, fine. All right. That may be
true or it may not be true, but

something or somebody's torn the school
apart.

We have a man here in shock. There's a
warning for me in the blackboard.

Chief Running Buffalo's been turned to
wood.

Who? The owl.

Oh.

Carl saw the mess at the school. He
could tell you what it looks like.

Headless horseman.

Tried to do me in, he did.

And he is! He's come back for me!

It's only the moon.

Oh, poor fellow.

The night's been too much for him.

I'll take him to his quarters and his
wife can put him to bed. But you stay.

Go warm yourself by the fire.

Come, Carl.

Relax.

Get out of here before the squire sees
us. Yeah.

I'll go back and straighten up the
school. You go get the owl.

The owl.

Don't talk.

Don't say anything. We only have a
moment before my father comes back.

I just wanted to tell you that I haven't
been avoiding you on purpose.

Papa has forbidden me to talk to you or
to be any place where you are.

Why?

He thinks you're peculiar like the
others.

So that's it.

Someone's been filling his head with
stories about you.

Katrina, I'm in love with you.

And I'm not going to be kept away from
you.

And very soon everyone around here is
going to know that I love you.

What is happening here?

What's going on?

Papa, please, you don't understand.

Oh, I understand.

Who do I see downstairs in her
nightclothes talking to somebody she's

supposed to?

Squire, sir, I don't know what you've
heard about me, but whatever it is, I

assure you I'm not getting strange. I've
seen what I saw.

Listen to Ichabod, Papa. Oh, I'll
listen.

But first, you get upstairs to bed.

Go.

Well, Mr.

Schoolmaster Crane, let's go to the
school and we'll see who's seeing what

not.

Owly, are you in there?

Owly?

Come on, I know you're in here, Owly.

You shouldn't have let that owl fly back
here by itself. He could have got lost.

Let's go.

Abram, what kind of owl is that anyway?

Just an old barn owl. Why?

He sure is a lot stronger than he looks.

That's funny. I thought I left only one
lamp lit.

Well, come on in and you'll see the kind
of thing that's been happening to me.

It's a real mess, isn't it, sir?

Do you see a mess here?

And is that the owl that turned into
wood?

I don't understand.

This place was a shambles.

Well, a bachelor's life is lonely, and
maybe sometimes you see things that

aren't there.

I beg your pardon, sir?

Well, a married man doesn't have so much
imagination, you see.

Get married.

This is quite a coincidence, sir.

I was going to ask your permission
tonight.

Not needed.

You have no objections?

Objections?

I insist.

I'll even help. I'll make the
arrangements, and you can announce your

at the Winter Ball tomorrow night.

Don't worry. It'll clear up. You'll see.

My mother's dress form.

What are we going to do with the dress
form?

Well, make us a headless horseman.

Your pa'll kill you.

I'll tell him you did it.

My ma'll kill me. You tell her I did it.

Nice dance, ain't it?

What's this saying to Fred that it was a
nice dance?

It was.

It was. He just said that about a minute
ago.

Small talk, Brom Bones. Always small
talk.

Why don't you just come right out and
ask me to marry you?

Now, Thelma, why do you want to go
talking like that?

Just about.

Everybody in Sleepy Hollow knows that
Brom is going to marry Katrina one of

these days.

Go stick your head in a punch bowl, Fred
Dutcher. Up to the collar.

Now, Thelma, I am going to marry Katrina
Van Tassel for true.

Fact is, the square's going to announce
it tonight.

Don't believe everything you hear.

Fact is, you're going to marry me.

That's what you really want.

Thelma, if you get what you want, and
you want what you get, is the getting as

good as the wanting?

Or is the wanting as bad as the getting?

This will help make it look spooky.

Okay, let's go.

You boys have your choice of washing
dishes in the kitchen or taking a trip

the woodshed.

The kitchen.

Your grandkid's getting my kid into
trouble again.

Let me get you some punch. Would you
like some punch? Thank you.

I'm absolutely thrilled to be here. The
whole idea of the party is just

terrific.

I'm so glad you're enjoying yourself.

It was all my mother's doing.

She started the Winter Bowl years ago.

This is the 15th one that we've had so
far.

And I do think the best of all.

May I dare to hope that my presence has
something to do with your feelings?

You may dare to hope what you wish, sir.

I hope to make you my bride.

Would it please you to know that my
father said that you are a passively

schoolteacher and may recommend you as
permanent schoolmaster?

I'll do anything.

No more ghosts, no more clumsy
accidents. Your father will never think

again. I believe this is my dance, Miss
Katrina.

Excuse us.

The train is waiting for you around the
corner of the house.

You better hurry before Baltus comes
back out.

Yes, go on.

Go.

About whatever am I going to do with
you?

You're as clumsy as a pig in a parlor.

Well, I've never thought about myself in
quite that way, but when I'm around

you, it just seems I've become overly
enthusiastic.

I had so hoped that everything would be
ever so different tonight.

You look so polished and gallant in your
new suit.

I promised myself to be on my best
behavior, to be especially careful of

everything I did.

Every move I made, and I was until I saw
his face in the window.

No, Ichabod.

Not that again. No.

Hasn't everybody told you?

Poor Mr. Palmer died this past year.

Yeah, but why do I keep seeing him?

You know, I wish I knew that.

I should go back inside before Papa
misses me.

It would be the worst for the both of us
if he should catch us here together.

I'll leave.

Katrina Van Tassel, I have some words
with you.

I've got some words for you, Brombo.

Go jump in the river.

Way, away into the reaches of the velvet
night, noble steed.

Carry me to my poor bow where dreams of
fair Katrina will form me castles and

kingdoms make.

I'm going to run off Mr.

Ichabod Crane tonight, once and for all.

Ichabod Crane's about to meet the
Headless Horseman for the last time.

Are you going to scare him off the cliff
and push him in the river like you did

old Palmer?

I'm going to run that long -necked,
skinny Yankee teacher critter so far out

this county, he won't never come back.

Come on.

I get the shivers every time I see you
in this thing. What if you run into the

real one? There ain't no headless horse,
my friend. There ain't no ghost.

Well,

you sure look scary to me.

Cut that out.

I'm proud of somebody who's following
us.

Well, don't worry

about Ted.

The children are already upstairs
asleep.

And I'm sorry about everything turning
out so crazy.

Ah, don't be, Squire.

I think it was the best winter ball of
them all.

Papa would.

Let's go.

Good night, Squire. Good night.

Great heavenly days and nights. What are
you doing here?

Oh, nothing much really, Squire.

Just hanging about.

Eh?

Hold up.

Come on, giddy -up. Giddy -up, boy.

Come on, Gunpowder. Come on.

Come on. Come on, boy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Must have been a dog.

But at least we've got them headed in
the right direction.

Come on, let's go.

Jump, Gunpowder.

Jump, come on.

Jump, jump.

Please help me, please help me, please
help me, please help me.

Great Joplin Jehoshaphat. It's really
him.

Brom Bones, is that you?

Every man for himself, schoolmaster.

It's the Hellish Horseman.

I deserve one.

What are we going to do?

Don't notice him.

Maybe he'll go away.

What's going on here?

Evening, folks.

Look, Papa.

Now we know who the Headless Horseman
is.

Brom Bones.

So you're the one who's been scaring
Sleepy Hollow all these years.

Wait till the squire hears about this.

Oh, I sure hope he doesn't find out
about this.

I surely do wish it.

Well, he's gone, huh?

So is everybody else's sleepy holler.

You won't be able to show your big ugly
face around here, believe me.

Now, Papa, let's not be too hasty.

Maybe there's a way that nobody has to
know about the trick that Brom's been

playing. I'll do anything, anything.

You wouldn't want to be spreading rumors
around about a new son -in -law, would

you?

If he's part of the family, it'd make a
difference.

Well, let's go.

Palmer, stop!

Do you hear me? Stop!

Wait a minute, Mr. Palmer! You're making
a terrible mistake!

Grown Bones isn't worth all the trouble!

It's nice to know that you didn't drown
after all.

But we'll all be happier if you never
come back this way again.

My dear squire, one return visit is
quite enough for me, too.

I may be crazy, but I am not stupid.

Lay on, driver!

Enough is enough!

Please.

Stop, Mr. Palmer!

Squire Van Tassel, I don't care what you
think about me. Palmer's no ghost. He's

a genuine, dyed -in -the -wool,
certified lunatic, and he's galloping

here free as a bird.

I know, my boy. I know. I don't care,
Squire. This is important. He could be

dangerous. Don't you understand?

Yes, yes, my boy. I understand.

And I'm sorry that I didn't believe you
before.

Even if you never permit me to see
Katrina again, if you send her away or

force her to marry somebody else, I must
insist that you listen to me.

Palmer's not a ghost. He's a... What did
you say, Squire?

I said I know.

I found Palmer hanging by his heels
upside down in the barn.

They just took him away.

Papa doesn't think you're strange
anymore, Ichabod. Do you, Papa?

I'm sorry. I was wrong.

No, Palmer was real all the time.

Papa says you can court me and we can
become engaged.

Isn't that wonderful, Ichabod? Really?

Yes, that's wonderful, sir.

What did you say about Palmer?

I said, we found Palmer hanging upside
down by his heels in the barn.

No, no, that's impossible, sir. I just
chased him in here not a minute ago.

What? I've been chasing Winthrop... Come
inside.

We'll have some chocolate and talk about
a few things.

Really, Katrina, I ran Palmer past this
house.

Oh, Ichabod.

If the squire found Palmer in your barn,
and the first one is Brown Bones,

then... Oh, no.

Ichabod.

Oh, well.

All's well that ends well.