My Family Tree.
[Bell tolling]
Oh, goody!
This is my great, great,
great, great, well--
you get the idea--
grandmother, Misery I.
Ooh!
At her summer home on the
island of Atlantis.
And then it sunk, and summers
there were never the same.
Ooh.
And this is Misery III at
Mount Vesuvius in Italy.
SCAREDY BAT: Ah!
As you can see, her vacation
was a blast.
Oh!
And this is my great
grandmother, Misery the uh--
Well, we kinda lost count at
some point.
In San Francisco, in 1906.
SCAREDY BAT: Oh my!
Nana Misery used to love
swimming.
Oh, dear.
So...
Those are a few of my relatives.
Now, on my father'’s side--
[Electrical zapping]
Ow.
SCAREDY BAT: Oh my.
Um, can you check back with
me later?
Oh!
No that'’s fine, I think I get
the picture, heh, heh.
Eee!
MISERY: Ow, ow.
♪
♪ So today were gonna
♪ Take a time to show ya
♪ The br-br-bright side
of the dark side ♪
♪ Only think you oughta
♪ No, you really gotta
♪ See the br-br-bright side
of the dark side ♪
♪ Ruby Gloom, Ruby Gloom
♪
♪ We'’re gonna show you why ♪
♪ There'’s more
than meets the eye ♪
♪ The br-br-bright side
of the dark side ♪
♪ Only think you oughta
♪ No, you really gotta
♪ See the br-br-bright side
of the dark side ♪
♪ Ruby Gloom, Ruby Gloom
[Thunderclap]
[Rattling]
Oh no!
Whoa!
Sorry, Doom.
Stay there.
♪
[Crashing]
SCAREDY BAT: Ow!
Scaredy?
Oh my.
[Chattering]
What is to become of us, Ruby?
You'’ll be okay in here.
Boo!
SCAREDY BAT: Ahh!
[Laughing]
That never gets old.
Hmm.
Don'’t move.
Easy for you to say.
[Crashing, shattering]
Oh no!
The end is truly near!
[Organ music]
[Whooshing]
[Thunderclap]
29, 30,
ready or not, here I come!
[Shattering]
[Cracking]
Come out, come out, wherever you
are!
[Shattering]
They must be outside.
Better get my hat.
[Chattering]
Aha!
One two three on Scaredy Bat!
Oh, thank goodness this
nightmare is over.
Come to think of it, that hat
rack back there was a little
shaky.
[Rattling]
Agh!
Shoot, almost had it.
One two three on Skull Boy!
[Door opening]
Boo!
Ah!
The point of hide and seek is
not to scare people.
It'’s to hide from people.
You play it by your rules,
I'’ll play it by mine.
You know, Poe was right.
I should not have participated
in this deadly game.
He'’s probably sitting somewhere
relaxing, not experiencing such
severe heart palpitations.
Ah!
Oh!
The room is fine.
Alas, it is something much more
sinister.
I appear to be missing--
a button!
It is a catastrophe.
I'’m all set to perform an aria
in C minor at the opera tonight,
and it'’s imperative I look my
best!
I'’m looking forward to sitting
in box seats at the opera.
Fine.
At the very least, I would like
to look dapper whilst listening
to my opera records.
MISERY: Ruby?
Oh, Ruby!
Come out, come out, wherever you
are!
Ruby?
Where are you?
[Clanging]
Oops.
I do appreciate you tearing
the house apart to help me find
my lost button, Misery.
Ruby, charmed as always.
One two three on Ruby, I won!
Hey, no fair.
Ah, ah, ah.
It'’s okay, guys.
My arms were getting tired
anyway.
Besides, in order to win, Misery
still has to find Mr. Buns.
Mr. Buns doesn'’t count.
He'’s just a stuffed sock.
[All gasping]
Oh.
I suppose I'’m just a gob of
ectoplasm?
Mr. Buns is our special,
one-of-a-kind friend.
RUBY: Cheers.
[Giggling]
IRIS: Sure, one more
underdog.
SKULL BOY: Happy birthday,
Mr. Buns.
They'’re right,
Misery. He'’s one of us.
If you want to win, find
Mr. Buns.
This is one girl who will not
be defeated by a stuffed sock.
I mean, our special,
one-of-a-kind friend.
Mr. Buns, come out, come out,
wherever you are!
[Crickets chirping]
RUBY: Good night, Skull Boy!
SKULL BOY: Good night, Ruby!
RUBY: Good night, Misery!
Don'’t let the bed bugs bite.
SCAREDY BAT: Ahh!
Bed bugs!
There are bed bugs?
POE: Good night, Edgar.
Good night, Allan.
Godspeed, my precious button.
We shall be together again soon,
between the setting of the
noonday sun, and the--
[Edgar clearing throat]
Yes, night then.
[Snoring]
SKULL BOY: Pass the cereal,
Ruby?
Here you go.
Pass the milk, please.
Here you go.
Ah!
Boo Boo!
That is my chair.
If you please.
[Crashing]
I'’ve been defeated by a
stuffed, one-of-a-kind sock.
You mean, you'’ve been
searching for Mr. Buns all
night?
Mr. Buns can be the winner.
I am going to bed.
[Clattering]
It'’s not like Mr. Buns to be
out all night.
Something must be terribly
wrong.
Come on, gang.
We have to find Mr. Buns!
Uh, excuse me.
Does this mean breakfast is
finished?
So.
Does everyone understand their
assignments?
Skull Boy, you take the swamp,
I'’ll take the attic.
Scaredy Bat, you take the
basement, and Boo Boo, check out
all the closets.
[Groaning]
Would anyone like to help
Scaredy Bat search the basement?
Great.
Thanks, Boo Boo.
Okay, guys.
Mr. Buns needs us!
[Heavy breathing]
Whoa!
Ooh!
Ah, oh!
Uh!
[Gasping]
A clue!
A little more to the right.
That'’s it.
Almost, got it...
There ya go!
Hmm.
Ah!
But Scaredy, the basement'’s
this way!
SCAREDY BAT: Whoa!
2:45, scared Scaredy in
cellar.
No sign of Mr. Buns.
Wah!
My goodness!
Ooh, ah, ow!
Oh my!
Eee!
Oh!
[Giggling]
2:46.
Scared Scaredy on the cellar
steps.
No sign of Mr. Buns.
Hmm, what'’s this?
Water?
Soap suds?
[Gasping]
This must be a clue!
No one around here ever cleans
anything!
Did anyone manage to find Mr.
Buns?
I'’m afraid not.
Me neither.
All I found was water and soap
suds.
It'’s a mystery to me.
Well, maybe he went for a
walk and got lost, scary as that
might be.
Him, lost?
How?
He really knows his way around
this joint.
Well so do I, but--
SKULL BOY: I don'’t know what
strange fate brought me to the
great hall that day.
Maybe it was because I lived
here, or maybe it was because
some buns were missing.
I mean, a guy by the name of
Mr. Buns was missing.
But I knew one thing for
certain- this Buns fella was in
a jam, and okay, I knew another
thing.
This case would be
bone-chilling.
RUBY: Hey, where'’s Poe?
Oh no!
He is lost, too!
I am not surprised.
That crow refuses to stop and
ask for directions, ever.
And Skull Boy, why isn'’t he
here?
[Suspense music]
[Record scratch, music stops]
Ah, that'’s better.
I can barely hear myself over
that racket.
The name'’s Skull Spade,
doll-face.
Nice to meet ya, Skull Spade.
I'’ll turn the case of the
missing stuffed sock on its
heel, and then if there'’s time,
on its toe.
Bailiffs, bring in the suspect.
Poe?
I'’m innocent.
Innocent, I tell you!
[Sobbing]
[Thunderclap]
[All gasping]
Give him the chair!
I mean to sit on.
[Squawking]
Huh?
And keep your peepers on him.
He looks shifty.
I can take notes and be your
girl Friday.
Thanks, doll-face.
By the way, how am I doing?
Thanks.
[Cracking knuckle bones]
Okay, now let'’s see if we can
get this canary to sing.
Give it up, copper.
You ain'’t gonna pin this wrap on
me.
Where were you on the 20th?
[Clearing throat]
I'’m not sure.
I'’ll have to check my calendar.
It was just yesterday.
Yesterday, right.
Well, hmm, let'’s see.
Well, I got up, buffed my beak
first 33 times in a
counter clockwise fashion,
or was it 32 times?
Ha-ha, I'’m not entirely sure!
By 11:32, I was feeling a bit
peckish.
So, I decided to have a spot of
lunch, but what to have, I asked
myself.
So there I was--
SKULL BOY: He was flapping
his gums at me, fast.
Like his mouth was a
jackhammer, and my ears,
cement.
Have you ever seen this before?
My button!
Aha!
So you admit it fell off Mr.
Buns when you two tussled in the
swamp!
[All gasping]
May I present, exhibit A!
Eh?
These footprints, your
footprints, were found at the
scene of the crime!
[Gasping]
Oh, no!
That'’s my button!
For my cape!
I'’ve been searching for it
everywhere.
Edgar, Allan, vouch for me!
Of course your brothers are
on your side.
[Crashing]
[Shattering]
Blood is thicker than water!
Not that I would know.
Aha!
If the button fits, you must
acquit!
Ruby, would you do the honours?
[Sewing machine clattering]
A perfect fit!
[Clapping]
[Sighing]
Release the suspect.
[Poe giggling]
RUBY: Congratulations.
SKULL BOY: Being It in hide
and seek means you were the last
person to see Mr. Buns alive and
kicking.
Well, alive, anyway.
Well, you know, around.
I swear, I didn'’t cause any
harm to anyone!
[Cracking]
Ah!
[Crumbling]
Okay.
No more harm than usual.
Do you have any proof that
you are not the Buns stealer as
you claim you--
Whoa!
What'’s this?
Another clue, gumshoe?
Oops.
[Gasping]
Follow that thread!
Hey, that'’s my line.
And where did you get that hat?
ALL: Hey!
Oops.
ALL: Hey!
Oops.
The evidence clearly shows
Misery was too busy destroying
the house to steal Mr. Buns.
[Clicking]
Gimme'’ that.
And that.
[Groaning]
Someone in this room is
responsible for the
disappearance of Mr. Buns.
If it wasn'’t Poe, and it wasn't
Misery, then perhaps it was you!
Ah!
Spill it, batty boy!
[Hyperventilating]
Oh, you are most right,
I did it.
I am the guilty party.
I even have socks all over me!
[Sticky peeling noise]
[Gasping]
[Sighing]
Another crime solved, thanks
to the miracle of static cling.
Scaredy didn'’t do it.
He didn'’t?
I didn'’t?
I like to keep track of all
the scares I'’ve made.
Here, see for yourself.
"Yesterday morning, 9:05.
Scared Scaredy in the bathroom.
9:10, scared Scaredy in the
bathroom.
9:30, scared Scaredy in the
bathroom again."
I um, I was just catching up
on some reading, if you must
know.
Ah!
Here it is!
"10:35, scared Scaredy during
game of hide and seek."
Girl Friday, scratch Boo Boo and
Scaredy Bat from the list of
suspects.
Their alibis check out.
That only leaves, one suspect.
Who, me?
[Giggling]
Okay.
I didn'’t do it!
That stuffed mug was my friend.
You believe me, don'’t ya?
Don'’t ya?
[Sobbing]
[Sniffing]
Your clothes smell awful--
[Sniffing]
--fresh.
Almost like you washed them in,
soap and water!
[All gasping]
If I may, Scaredy Bat had socks
all over him, right?
Oh, I told you, I did it!
What do water, soap suds, and
socks have in common?
POE: By George, I think I'’ve
got it!
Mr. Buns was stolen by a band of
very clean sock thieves!
Uh, not exactly.
ALL: Huh?
The guilty party was
obviously doing laundry and must
have used the opportunity to
whisk Mr. Buns away in the load!
That was my second guess.
BOTH: Ruby?
But I don'’t remember doing
any laundry yesterday.
Precisely, because he did it!
Wait!
You think I did it?
You, Skull Boy, are the guilty
party!
[Gasping]
Nothing like clean socks to
start the day out on the right
foot.
[Whistling]
[All gasping]
I didn'’t mean any harm!
I swear!
Ruby'’s always doing nice things
for everyone, and I guess I just
wanted to do something nice for
her.
My socks have never been
softer.
Thanks, Skull Boy.
All right, all right.
Break it up.
This was obviously a crime
without intent.
Only a true friend would dare
wash your dirty socks.
Oh, I am most relieved to
find out what happened to Mr.
Buns.
Phew!
But--
Pardon me.
What did happen to Mr. Buns,
please?
Oops!
Almost forgot.
Where is he?
[Gasping]
One two three on Mr. Buns!
You figured it out, Skull
Boy.
You did it!
You'’re the guilty party.
[Clapping]
Yep.
This case is done.
Officially hard boiled.
Take him away, boys.
Kidding!
[Metal door clanging shut]
Uh, little joke!
Uh, Edgar?
Allan!
Guys!
[Owl hooting]
POE: D'’oh.
Oh, for Petey'’s sake.
Today was so much fun, but
there'’s still one thing that
doesn'’t make sense.
Oh, really?
What'’s that?
[Shattering]
Skull Boy found your button
by the swamp.
What were you doing there?
I thought you hated the swamp.
Okay, okay, you got me.
Come along.
I'’ll take you to the scene of
the, um, crime.
[Crickets chirping]
♪ By the light
♪ Of the silvery moon
I'’m gaining a whole new
respect for your sensitive side,
Poe.
If you tell anyone, I'’ll deny
everything.
[Humming]
"Dear Ruby, I'’m having a
blast on my wild animal
adventures.
Though this last beast was
particularly tough to tame.
No matter what that beast threw
my way, I was determined not to
give up.
[Animal roaring]
He was a real wise guy, but in
the end, we managed to make our
peace.
[Bubbling noise]
Can you tell everyone to stop
using so much soap in their
laundry?
P.S., wish you were here."
[Giggling]
♪