Original subtitles

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(SNARLS)

(ROARS)

(GIGGLES)

(SLURPS AND SIGHS)

Oh, scratching post, your evolution has been a twisted and tawdry affair.

(GASPS)

-(YELLS) -(SCREAMS)

-(GIGGLES) -Bunnicula, get outta here!

Hey, what's going on?

Hello. Hello. Hello.

(HUMMING)

(LAUGHING AND CHEERING)

Ta-da!

Ho-ho!

Bunnicula!

Why can't you just be a cute cuddly bunny sometimes?

-(GASPS) -(BUNNICULA LAUGHING)

Bunnicula.

Hey, buddy, got you a present from the thrift store.

It's an antique collar. Solid silver.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

It'll take some getting used to.

Oh! It's so cute!

Ah! (SCREAMS)

(BOTH LAUGH)

Don't care for that silver collar, huh?

How about some garlic? Maybe a wooden stake? (LAUGHS)

Wait, why are we laughing?

I think he's had enough. Let's help him.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Let me help you get that collar off.

(BOTH GROAN)

Bunnicula?

(BUNNICULA GROWLING)

-CHESTER: Are you... -Ta-da!

(FARTS)

Roses! My favorite!

(HUMMING)

Well, this is different.

Yeah, it's got a jazzy beat.

Ta-da!

-(HUMMING) -Oh!

-(OVEN DINGS) -Ha-ha!

(GIGGLING)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

Whee!

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(MICE SQUEAKING)

Ahem!

Oh, a picnic!

Ugh! I hate picnics.

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

CHESTER: (GASPS) Rusty old books?

Jazz records no one wants to hear.

And 600 pages of unsolvable Sudoku puzzles.

This is the greatest thing anyone's ever done for me.

(GIGGLES)

♪ Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy ♪

(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)

Ah, Harold, I can get used to this.

It's all rainbows, sunshine and fluffy clouds now.

And all the unicorn horns I can eat.

-(CLICKS FINGERS) -(SNORTS)

(CHOMPS)

Why didn't we think of a silver collar sooner.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Excuse me, while I dispatch this unwanted guest.

-Oh, songbirds, carry me to the door. -(CHIRPING)

This is great.

As long as no other supernatural creatures show up.

(CRASHES)

(LAUGHING)

(RANDILL GRUNTING)

Buenas noches,

thumb suckers.

I'm Randill, the maximum mandrill.

And I want the one they call Bunnicula

and I want to rumble.

That bunny thinks he's the sheriff of this realm.

Well, this supernatural monster

is gonna be calling the shots real soon.

And when I do, it's the precious pets and good times

that are gonna go sayonara.

And yours truly will see to it

that everyone gets a dose of pain and suffering.

"Pain and suffering?"

What can't it just be one or the other?

So I'm gonna ask you two lilies one more time.

Where's that bunny?

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) Oh...

(GIGGLING)

Harold, he won't stand a chance

the way he's acting with that silver collar.

You'll have to go through us first, pal.

Are you crazy?

(LAUGHS) No, I want that bunny

and I'm not leaving till he crumbles in these hands.

Oh, he's up for the challenge.

But you said...

Shh. I think I have a plan.

All right, a main event.

You've got one week, losers.

A week? What are you waiting for?

Let's go right now.

(LAUGHS)

Brother, I like your tenacity.

Get your fighter ready.

Pronto.

You got it, Randill.

Ugh! What did you just do?

I thought you had a plan.

The plan was to make a plan!

That is an awful plan.

All right, what's the plan?

Hello.

Hey, hey, hey, if you don't can this sweetheart routine

that primate's gonna pound you.

Ugh!

Come on, man.

You gotta be able to fight back somehow.

Stick and move, Bunnic. Let's go.

All right. Let's see what you got?

Better stay on your toes.

Huh?

A-ha.

(GROWLS) Attack!

(YELLING)

(LAUGHS)

Surprise.

Okay, I tried.

But what can training accomplish

when one lacks the very will to survive?

Only the one thing that brings out the metal of every true warrior.

The element of surprise!

(CRASHES)

(GIGGLES)

Uh, rain cloud.

Oh, okay, we can work with that.

Now, just like, lightning strike!

Or something.

(GRUNTS)

Awesome!

-(THUNDER RUMBLES) -Huh?

Let's get this party started.

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

Ah, time's up.

Somebody's gotta go out there.

Come out or I'm coming in.

-(GROANS) -Why do I have pretend to be Bunnicula?

Because I'm the brains and you're the muscle.

I'm the muscle?

Yeah, the muscle.

I mean, think of it this way.

When you have a problem, sometimes...

You're in trouble now, Randill.

That was easier than I thought. Good work, brains.

Ah, Bunnicula!

The future former, master of the supernatural.

There's no telling what I'll do

when I get my hands on you.

I don't know what you think you're gonna do,

but I think that I don't know what you're saying half the time.

RANDILL: (LAUGHS) I'll show you what I'm gonna do?

Huh? Ahhh!

I'm gonna get you real loose,

so you're prepared to absorb the punishment.

Come on, muscle.

Uh, Randill, hang on there...

RANDILL: First, I take position

-and put your lights out. -(CHESTER GROANS)

-Ooh! -Second, I'm gonna immobilize you.

-(CHESTER GROANS) -Oh!

And thirdly, I start pounding!

-(RANDILL POUNDS) -(CHESTER GROANING)

(CROWS CAWING)

(GROANING CONTINUES)

Wait, you hear that?

Sound like a mandrill just pummeling a cat in the face.

No.

That's why I'm the drill sergeant

and you just entered boot camp.

Yeah? Well, your mother wears boots,

so I'm pretty sure she's the one that's doing the...

-(GROANS) -(YELLS)

(GROANS)

(HUMMING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

You two big babies know the drill by now,

but just to hammer home the point...

(SHATTERS)

Ah!

(GRUNTS)

BUNNICULA: Excuse me.

Huh?

Uh, The real McCoy.

Bunnicula!

(YELLS)

(UTENSILS SHATTER)

(HUMMING)

What is he doing?

Yeah, save some fudge for me.

It's gonna take more than just a mouthful of...

Hold on.

That sundae was fantastic.

-Huh? -(GIGGLING)

What?

Oh, brother, you made this?

That's really thoughtful.

Puff paint t-shirt? Come on, man.

Now, stop stalling, bunny boy.

-Whoa! -(GIGGLING)

What are you...

Are those hot stones?

I can't. No, oh, oh!

Oh, yeah, little higher.

Ooh, yeah!

Whoa! Thanks, Bunnic.

But I'm still the beast that's gonna control this realm.

-So, come back... -(WHIRRING)

Oh!

What the...

Uh, hey, amigo. Oh, okay.

-That's enough. -Hmm.

Buddy? Buddy!

Gosh.

It's been so long since anybody

showed me a lick of affection.

My sweet, Randill.

Remember to never waste you're life in anger and conflict.

You have the heart of a lover

and the hands of an artist.

I think the source of my anger was my inability to confront my past.

Oh, thank a million, muchacho.

-Now my healing can truly begin. -(COLLAR RATTLES)

Ah!

Muchacho?

(SCREAMS)

No, no, no. I've seen the dark side.

I can't go back. Don't make me go back.

(BUNNICUAL GROWLS)

(PANTS)

Huh?

What the...

Uh, Bunnicula?

(GROWLS)

Whoa, he's back!

(GASPS)

(BUNNICULA YELLING)

They play so well together.

(CHOMPS)

(GIGGLES)