Phantoms, ghosts, spooks.

And shall I couple hell?

I've seen them, sir.

What ghost would dare hate us?

I won't let some phantom make fools of us!

I got a strange feeling someone is being hustled.

I assure you, this ghost is no supernatural being.

As things stand, this ghost could appear in the imperial palace at any moment.

What a country. I don't wonder they have revolutions.

He's a kind of captivating monster who exudes a singular charm.

Is that the arm you cut off the ghost?

This one's the fifth

You haven't heard of the Romney Marsh Phantoms, Captain?

Living day in and day out with such boys like us... would make you a little crazy.

Have we got anything in criminal records to cover phantoms and demons?

Are you simply going to sit back and watch as this ghost appears night after night at Rajomon Gate?

I cut off your arm... thinking an evil spirit had taken your form to deceive me.

Do you need to be alive? I mean, that's a spooky thought, right?

And at its warning, the wandering and uneasy spirit hies to its confine.

You'd change your tune if you saw one yourself.

It was the sort of weird car that made me want to blurt out, what the heck is that?

but they, when they saw him walking on the sea, supposed that it was a ghost, and cried out

but they, when they saw him walking on the sea, supposed that it was a ghost, and cried out

But when they saw him walking upon the sea, they supposed it had been a spirit, and cried out

But when they saw him walking upon the sea, they supposed it had been a spirit, and cried out

When the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It's a ghost! and they cried out for fear.

When the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It's a ghost! and they cried out for fear.

And when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It is a spirit and they cried out for fear.

And when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were troubled, saying, It is a spirit and they cried out for fear.

All of the animals are gone, they're dead, and the chimneys are still there creating a really nice ghost town, an eerie, spooky ghost town, but essentially devoid of animals, of course.

Kadoom. Kadoom. Kadoom.

Sneaking one, ah?

Woman!

The Dogface.

I hate this furtiveness.

Stop creeping around the house.

Oh, the negro!

What are you lurking around here for?

Funny?

I've always had an intense dislike for...

We're not being secretive, Father.

There's no such rule that I should give her my bed!

Strange, odd

It is he who is to blame.

Just a little bit goofy.