Original subtitles

both: MM-MMM! PACALICIOUS!

- JINX! - [groans]

- I WIN! HAND OVER MY PRIZE.

both: PASS THE MAYO.

- DOUBLE JINX!

- OH, MAN! OUT-JINXED AGAIN.

both: YOU WANT YOUR PICKLES?

- TRIPLE JINX!

- THAT'S NO FAIR.

- YOU GUYS ARE SO TOTALLY IMMATURE.

- HEY, WE'RE BEST BUDDIES.

WE CAN'T HELP IT IF WE THINK ALIKE.

[all gasp]

- BOO! HA, HA. FIGURED WE'D FIND YA HERE!

OH. HEH, HEH. OOPS!

THAT ALWAYS HAPPENS WHEN I GET EXCITED.

- MIND HAUNTING ANOTHER TABLE? WE'RE EATING HERE.

AT LEAST PAC IS.

- OH, SURE, FINE. NO PROBLEM.

THE END OF THE WORLD AS WE KNOW IT

CAN WAIT UNTIL AFTER YOU EAT.

- WE GOT A HUMONGOUS NEWS FLASH FOR YOUSE!

- SO WHAT'S BETRAYUS UP TO THIS TIME?

- OH! I'LL TELL HIM.

HE SENT GHOSTS INTO PACOPOLIS' MILK SUPPLY,

SO ANYONE WHO DRINKS IT GETS POSSESSED.

AND OF COURSE, ONLY YOU CAN SAVE THE DAY.

both: SOUNDS LIKE A JOB FOR THE PAC--

- JINX!

both: GOOD LUCK, PAC!

- JINX.

MEH.

[video game music]

- ? THE PAC IS BACK ?

? GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET ?

? PAC'S OUR HERO, PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT ?

? YEAH ?

- ? PAC IS YELLOW, PAC IS GREEN ?

? HE'S A CHOWING DOWN MACHINE ?

? GHOSTS, MONSTERS, GHOULS ?

? AND ONLY ONE CAN STOP THEM ?

? PAC-MAN RULES ?

- ? THE PAC IS BACK ?

? GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET ?

? PAC'S OUR HERO, AND PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT ?

? THE PAC IS BACK ?

- STAND BACK! I GOT THIS COVERED!

THAT MILK IS HAUNTED!

[ghosts screaming]

? YOU SCREAM! I SCREAM! ?

? WE ALL SCREAM FOR GHOST-CREAM! ?

[ghosts screaming]

MMM! MY FAVORITE FLAVOR. SPOOKY SPUMONI.

[belch]

DUTY CALLS!

AH, HAUNTED MILK.

[belch]

- NOW, MY SLEAZY LITTLE SPIES,

TELL ME HOW MY DELICIOUS DAIRY PLAN

HAS SUCCEEDED BEYOND ALL EXPECTATIONS.

- UH, HEH HEH.

YOU WON'T BE MAD AND SCREAM AT US?

- MAD? WHY, OF COURSE NOT.

NOW, HOW DID IT GO?

TELL ME. TELL ME!

- AH, YOUR HAUNTED MILK PLOT IS SPOILED.

- GONE SOUR.

- AN UDDER DISASTER. GET IT? "UDDER"?

IT'S BECAUSE IT'S-- IT'S LIKE A COW, YOU SEE.

- WHAT? IMPOSSIBLE!

- LOOK OUT! - INCOMING!

- WATCH IT! - OH, DEAR!

- HOW COULD THAT LEMON LUMMOX HAVE KNOWN WHAT I WAS UP TO?

- UH, LUCKY GUESS?

- LUCKY?

YES, THAT'S IT! OF COURSE.

I AM A BRILLIANT GENIUS,

AND THAT CANARY-BRAIN IS JUST "LUCKY"!

- LUCKY, BAH!

THERE IS NO SUCH THING!

- WHAT ELSE COULD IT BE?

- INCOMPETENCE?

- I HAVE A DIFFERENT THEORY...

THAT CERTAIN TRAITOROUS GHOSTS

HAVE BEEN TIPPING OFF THE PAC-MAN.

- N-N-NOT ME!

- OH, OF COURSE NOT YOU.

- WELL, I SAY IT'S STILL LUCK!

HMM.

IF ONLY THERE WAS A WAY TO MAKE THE PAC-PAIN'S LUCK TURN BAD.

- UGH!

PERHAPS YOU COULD SUMMON THE LOCAL NETHER-WITCH,

MADAME GHOULASHA.

- OH, WITCHES? HA! NO SUCH THING!

- [coughing]

OH, YEAH?

WELL, THEN WHAT AM I, THE TOOTH FAIRY?

[coughing]

- IGNORE THAT BIFOCAL BORE.

I AM LORD BETRAYUS! WELCOME TO MY CASTLE!

SO TELL ME, MS. GHOULASHA,

DO YOU HAPPEN TO HAVE ANY "BAD LUCK" CURSES?

- OOOH!

ANYTHING FOR A HANDSOME, HAUNTING HUNK LIKE YOU.

[giggles, snorts]

I'VE GOT JINXES, SPELLS, AND CURSES.

BUT YOU LOOK LIKE YOU COULD USE

ONE OF GHOULASHA'S LOVE POTIONS.

[giggles]

- CURSES. HA! NO SUCH THING!

- OH, REALLY?

WOCKA, BOCKA, SOCKA THAT TUSH-FACE!

- [pained cries]

- [chuckles] I ALWAYS WANTED TO DO THAT!

- NICE LEFT HOOK!

- OOH! THAT HAD TO HURT.

- I DEPLORE VIOLENCE.

- [yells]

[groans]

- [clicking tongue]

THIS IS YOUR LUCKY DAY, YOU HANDSOME SLIMER!

[giggles]

A SUPER-DUPER BAD LUCK POTION,

GUARANTEED TO TURN THE VICTIM

INTO THE UNLUCKIEST DORK IN ANY WORLD!

[giggles, snorts]

OOH.

- OOH, GIMME!

- AND IF I GIVE IT TO YOU, WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN?

- NAME YOUR PRICE!

- HOW ABOUT A SMOOCHIE-WOOCHIE FOR STARTERS?

- ER, UH...

CLOSE YOUR EYES FIRST.

- [kissing]

- [gagging]

- OOH, YOU HAVE GHOUL-ICIOUS LIPS.

[all snickering]

- BETRAYUS HAS A GHOUL-FRIEND!

- MY LORDSY-WARDSY CAN HAVE THE POTION ON ONE CONDITION.

- ANYTHING! I MUST HAVE IT!

- YOU HAVE TO MARRY ME!

- WHAT?

MA-MA-MA-MARRY! BUT--

- NO BUTS! IT'S "I DO" OR YOU DON'T GET THE BAD LUCK CURSE!

- DEAL!

- [squeals]

I'VE BEEN TRYING TO FORCE SOMEONE TO MARRY ME FOR YEARS,

SO I'VE JUST GOT TO POP BACK TO THE HOVEL AND GRAB MY TROUSSEAU.

SEE YA SOON, BIG BOY! [giggles, snorts]

- [shivers]

GET THE BIGGEST, SLIMIEST SPECTERS WE GOT

AND POUR THE POTION ALL OVER THEM.

THEN ORDER THEM TO GET THE PAC-MAN TO EAT THEM.

YOU FOUR!

REPORT BACK TO ME WITH ALL

THE DELICIOUS DETAILS OF THE LEMON LOSER'S BAD LUCK.

- YES, BOSS.

- YOU'S GOT'S IT! - YOU'RE THE BOSS, BOSS!

- DUTY CALLS!

- CONGRATULATIONS, ON YOUR ENGAGEMENT, SIR.

- DON'T BE A TOTAL TWIT!

THERE IS NO WAY I'M HITCHING MY STAR TO THAT...

[shivers] HIDEOUS WITCH!

- UH, WHAT'S WITH THE SPYWARE?

- I AM ABOUT PROVE THOSE FOUR GOODIE-GOODS

ARE REALLY RATS IN GHOST DISGUISE!

- COME ON, PAC, SERVE IT UP.

- [grunts]

[grunts] SPIKE IT, SPI!

- [grunts]

[grunts]

- YUCK FOUL!

DROOL BALL!

[alarm blaring] - GHOST ALERT!

[all screaming]

- GHOSTS! HELP!

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

[ghosts moaning]

- NO PROB! ON IT!

[burps]

both: GHOST CHOMPIN' CHAMP!

- [hiccups, mumbles]

- JINX! WOW.

I JUST JINXED YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!

both: IT CAN'T BE!

- [hiccups, mumbles]

- [gasps] DOUBLE JINX!

both: DOUBLE JINX! IMPOSSIBLE!

- [hiccups, mumbles]

- TRIPLE JINX! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.

- [groans] YOU JUST GOT LUCKY!

[bell rings]

- OKAY, TIME-OUT ON THE JINXING JOKING.

LET'S GET TO CLASS!

- YEAH, IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S REALLY SUCH A THING AS A JINX.

WHOA!

both: HUH?

- [screams]

- UGH. TALK ABOUT BAD LUCK.

- YOU DON'T THINK I REALLY JINXED HIM, DO YA?

- PUH-LEASE. THAT'S JUST SILLY SUPERSTITION.

- UH, MS. GLOBULAR,

I'M AFRAID PAC MIGHT BE A LITTLE--

- OH, DISGUSTING! all: EWW!

- WHAT'S THAT SMELL?

- [sniffing]

UH, BEST GUESS, ROTTEN BANANA

WITH A TOUCH OF MOLDY PEANUT BUTTER.

HA, HA.

- BACK OFF, P-U-MAN! UGH!

- HERO OR NOT, YOU REEK. TO THE SHOWERS THIS INSTANT!

- ALL RIGHT! WHAT LUCK!

I GET TO MISS CLASS.

WHOA!

WHO PUT THAT LADDER THERE?

- OH, SHOULDN'T WE TELL PAC'IMS HE'S BEEN CURSED?

- WHAT IF BUTTOCKS FINDS OUT?

- COME ON, HOW'S HE GONNA HEAR US FROM MILES AWAY?

- AH-HA! I KNEW THEY WERE TRAITORS!

- HEY, WHAT'S THIS, INKY?

- WHAT'S WHAT?

- HEY, THERE'S A-- MMMPH.

HMM? OOOH.

- WELL, WHAT'S WHAT?

- BUTTOCKS BUGGED YOU.

- [whistles]

- HEY! OW! HEY, THAT HURTS!

[screams]

- WE'LL JUST HAVE TO WATCH WHAT WE SAY.

- OH! WE BETTER GET BACK TO OUR HAPPY HOME

AND REPORT TO OUR BELOVED LORD BETRAYUS!

- UH, YEAH, TELL HIM THE GOOD NEWS

ABOUT THAT LEMON BRAIN'S LOUSY LUCK.

- HMM, PERHAPS I WAS WRONG.

NO! I AM SURE THEY ARE TRAITORS AND I SHALL PROVE IT!

- AW, YOU SHOULDA SEEN IT,

THE PAC-PAIN'S LUCK WAS SO ROTTEN--

- YEAH! HE GOT BELTED, BASHED, AND TRASHED!

- HEE-HEE! EXCELLENT!

WHEN I UNLEASH MY NEXT GHOST ATTACK,

THAT HAS-BEEN-HERO WILL BE TOO UNLUCKY TO STOP ME.

AND IT WILL BE MY LUCKY DAY!

[evil laugh]

[gasps]

- HAS GHOULASHA'S FAVORITE BADDIE-WADDIE FORGOTTEN?

- UH, FORGOTTEN?

- THE WEDDING RING, YOU SILLY SPECTER!

- OH! THE RING. RIGHT.

UH, I WILL HAVE ONE CUSTOM MADE.

SHOULDN'T TAKE MORE THAN A YEAR OR TWO.

- OH, NO, NO, NO, NO. THAT WON'T DO.

A SPECIAL WEDDING CALLS FOR A SPECIAL JEWEL...

LIKE THE EYEBALL OF THE ONE-EYED FIRE BOAR!

- [gasps] FIRE BOAR!

- WELL, TIME FOR ME TO GO PRETTY UP FOR MY NUPTIAL.

AND YOU BETTER GET THE RING OR NO MORE BAD LUCK CURSE!

TA-TA.

- WELL, DON'T JUST STAND THERE, GO GET THE EYEBALL!

- NOT ON YOUR LIFE!

- I'LL TELL GHOULASHA YOU'RE TRYING TO BREAK UP OUR MARRIAGE.

AND THEN SHE'LL TURN YOU INTO A THREE-HEADED SLIME TOAD.

- BOAR IT IS THEN.

- OF COURSE YOU'RE NOT JINXED, PAC.

- YEAH, IF I WERE REALLY JINXED,

THERE WOULDN'T BE ANYTHING TO EAT IN THE CAFETERIA.

WHOA!

HA! NOT THIS TIME.

all: UGH!

[screams, gasps]

- OH!

- I AM SOOO JINXED.

[alarm blaring] GHOST ATTACK!

I GOTTA GO! - CAREFUL, BRO!

THIS ISN'T EXACTLY YOUR LUCKY DAY.

- AH. MAYBE I SHOULD TAKE THE DAY OFF.

- COME ON, PAC IS NOT JINXED.

AND EVEN IF HE WERE,

THE HERO I KNOW WOULDN'T LET A LITTLE BAD LUCK

STAND IN HIS WAY.

- HOW CAN I SAY NO TO THAT?

WISH ME LUCK!

WHOOOA!

COMING THROUGH!

[all screaming]

- UGH. SOUNDS LIKE HE COULD USE A LITTLE HELP.

[panicked screams]

- [maniacal laughter]

- GUESS I WON'T MISS LUNCH AFTER ALL.

HI, GUYS, HOW'S IT GO--

- BOO! WE ARE VERY SCARY GHOSTS!

- HERE TO EAT YOU!

- [pained groans]

NEXT TIME I MUST INSTALL A VOLUME CONTROL.

- WHAT'S WITH THEM?

- NEVER MIND THAT! I'VE COME TO TELL YOU...

- LITTLE BUSY RIGHT NOW!

- OH, ABOUT THE WITCH'S CURSE.

- BETTER POWER MY WAY OUT OF THIS JAM.

READY TO PLAY BELCH THE EYEBALL?

- WE'RE NOT AFRAID 'CAUSE WE HEAR YOU'RE JINXED!

- WOW, NEWS TRAVELS FAST.

WELL, I CAN STILL CHOMP YOU BLINDFOLDED

WITH BOTH HANDS TIED BEHIND MY BACK!

- [laughing] WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT!

- AH!

- LOOKS LIKE THE CHOMPER IS ABOUT TO BE THE CHOMPEE!

[ghosts laughing]

[all laughing]

- OKAY, YOU JOKERS!

- LAST LAUGH'S ON YOU!

[ghosts screaming]

- THAT'LL TEACH YA TO MESS WITH US!

- [laughing] A MINOR MALFUNCTION.

- OR MAJOR BAD LUCK.

- WHATEVER IT IS, IT'S MAKING ME MEGA HUNGRY.

- THIS IS ALL MY FAULT.

I TURNED MY HEROIC BUD INTO A COMPLETE KLUTZ.

- I WOULDN'T SAY I'M A-- OW.

- I STILL DON'T THINK IT WAS YOUR JINX THAT DID THIS TO PAC.

LET'S SEE.

YOUR LUCK TOOK A TURN FOR THE WORSE

RIGHT AFTER YOU ATE THOSE GHOSTS AT SCHOOL.

- YEAH. [slurps]

MMM. SO MAYBE I JUST NEED TO EAT SOMETHING HEALTHY.

- [caws] - MAJOR BUMMER.

- NO ONE CAN BE THIS UNLUCKY WITHOUT HELP.

- YUCK!

I JUST CAN'T CUT A BREAK!

- I'M BETTING BETRAYUS IS BEHIND THIS.

BUT HOW? - LOOK!

"WITCH PAC BY CURSED."

HUH? - SAY WHAT?

- A WITCH'S CURSE! THAT EXPLAINS IT!

- A WITCH, SERIOUSLY?

- YEAH, WELL, WE USED TO SAY THAT ABOUT GHOSTS.

- GOOD POINT.

- SO MAYBE SIR CUMFERENCE CAN FIND A CURE.

- IF WE CAN GET YOU THERE IN ONE PIECE, DUDE.

- [gulping, laughing]

THE CITY SLIMED AND NO PAC-PEST IN SIGHT.

THIS IS THE LUCKIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!

- [groaning] A WORD OF ADVICE.

DO NOT WRESTLE FIRE BOARS WITHOUT PROTECTIVE GEAR.

- NEVER MIND THAT. DID YOU GET IT?

- CONSIDER IT MY WEDDING GIFT.

- [coughing]

OH, AND ONE MORE THING, MY SNOOKIE-WOOKIE,

I'LL NEED STINK FLOWERS FOR MY BRIDAL BOUQUET.

[coughing, gagging]

- SO CAN YA HELP ME, SIR C?

- I KNOW IT'S IN HERE SOMEWHERE.

WHY, FUZBITZ, YOU'VE FOUND IT!

THE BIG BOOK OF SPELLS, POTIONS, AND CURSES!

WITH A LITTLE LUCK WE SHOULD HAVE YOU CURED IN NO TIME.

all: HOGIE-BOGIE. HEEBIE-JEEBIE.

HUMPTY-DUMPTY. HOKEY-POKEY.

SHAKE THAT CURSE, BABY!

- IS HE CURED?

- [grunts]

[groans] NO SUCH LUCK.

- [crying]

WEDDINGS ALWAYS MAKE ME WEEPY.

- WE ARE GATHERED HERE

TO BRING TOGETHER THESE TWO CREEPY CREATURES--

LORD BETRAYUS AND MADAME GHOULASHA THE WITCH.

- I CAN'T BELIEVE LORD B'S REALLY GONNA HITCH THAT WITCH.

- [gagging]

- WE'RE UNDER SLIME SIEGE. PAC-MAN, WHERE ARE YOU?

- ? NAH-NAH NO MORE PAC-MAN! ?

[evil laughter]

- PAC MAY BE DOWN, BUT HE'LL NEVER BE OUT FOR LONG...

I HOPE.

- YEAH, 'CAUSE HE'S THE PAC PULVERIZER

AND PRIMO GHOST GOBBLER OF ALL TIME!

- THEY'RE RIGHT!

I CAN'T JUST SIT BACK AND WATCH PACWORLD GET SLIMED

LIKE SOME KIND OF CHEAPO SCI-FI FLICK.

WHOA!

[groans] OR A NERD COMEDY.

- [clears throat]

DO YOU HAVE THE RING?

DO YOU, MADAME GHOULASHA,

TAKE LORD BETRAYUS TO BE YOUR NETHER-HUBBY?

- [giggling] I DO!

- DO YOU, LORD BETRAYUS,

TAKE THIS OLD WITCH TO BE YOUR NETHER-WIFE

FOR THE REST OF ETERNITY, IF NOT LONGER?

- I-- [stammering]

- SAY IT, OR THE CURSE IS KAPUT.

- I-- [stammering]

- DON'T SAY IT SO PAC'IMS IS SAFE.

- AH!

- WELL, DO YA OR DON'T YA?

- I-I-I DON'T!

I CAN'T! I WON'T!

MARRYING THIS STINK-BREATH WOULD BE EVEN WORSE

THAN LIVING WITH THAT GHOST-GOBBLING LEMONHEAD.

- [angry screech]

WHY YOU TWO-TIMING, NO GOOD GHOUL-IGAN!

NO MORE CURSES FOR YOU!

BADUS-LUCKUS, CURSES-REVERSES!

- OH, NO. WHOA!

HUH? THAT WAS WEIRD.

BUT I SUDDENLY FEEL LUCKY!

- ARE YOU SURE? - DOESN'T MATTER,

I'VE GOT GHOSTS TO GOBBLE AND A CITY TO SAVE!

both: THE PAC IS BACK!

- JINX! YOU OWE ME A BURGER.

- OH, YEAH, THE PAC IS BACK! [giggles]

- THIS IS MY WEDDING DAY!

SO SOMEONE IS GOING TO MARRY ME,

OR YOU'RE ALL THREE-HEADED TOADS!

both: NOT ME!

- WE HAVE A VOLUNTEER!

- WHAT? WAIT!

- OOOH!

COME TO GHOULASHA, MY GHOSTEST WITH THE MOSTEST!

[snorts]

- BUT I-- NO, NO.

OH, NO! NO, NO, NO!

- OH, SO YOU WANT TO PLAY HARD TO GET!

OH! I'LL GET YOU!

- OH, NO, THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE!

[yelling, clatter]

- HA-HA-HAPPY HONEYMOON!

- [sniffling]

I JUST LOVE HAPPY ENDINGS.

- ME TOO, SO LET'S PUT AN END TO BEING BUGGED.

- HEY, WHAT'S THE BIG-- DOY!

[groans] THANKS.

- THANKS FOR STICKING WITH ME, GUYS,

EVEN WHEN I WAS DOWN ON MY LUCK.

- YO, THAT'S WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR, PAC.

- HEY!

I ORDERED MY BURGER WELL DONE.

[both gasp] - WHOA.

- WHAT LUCK! JUST THE WAY I LIKE IT.