(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(HIP-HOP INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Look what we have here.
A truce has been called,
and you've sent five delegates from your gangs
throughout New Orleans Parish.
We have the West-End Lionesses...
(ROARING)
...sitting right next to the Gentilly Rat Pack.
I like the way you purr, kitty cat.
Meow.
We got the Skeleton Crew
right next to the South Street Soul Stealers.
No one is fighting no one.
The Spanish Moss Swamp Beasts,
the Dumont Moth Men.
And the Bay City Kraken.
Yo.
We've settled our differences,
and come together for one purpose.
And that purpose is to
get Bunnicula!
ALL: (CHANTING) Get Bunnicula!
Get Bunnicula!
(MONSTERS CHEERING)
Hmm, what's a ten-letter word for a person
who is hostile or indifferent to culture and the arts?
A philistine, everybody knows that.
(PANTING) I'm gonna get you!
Oh, that actually works.
(SCATTING)
Bunnicula?
-(PANTING) Come on. -(SCATTING)
(CONTINUES SCATTING)
Hey, Bunnicula, where are your ears?
How he can he answer your question without any ears, Chester?
Such a philistine.
(SALSA MUSIC PLAYING)
These drinks compliments of the lady at table five.
Thanks for the carrot juice.
-(SCATTING) -What did he say?
He just said, "Thanks for the carrot juice."
(SALSA MUSIC PLAYING)
Fancy seeing you here, Bunnicula.
Give me back my ears!
What's he so mad about?
(GRUNTING)
Ah!
(MUTTERING)
What's this all about?
He said someone stole his ears,
and now we should put these on.
(MUTTERING)
Now he says a bunch of gangs are out to get him.
(MUTTERING)
Oh, and that we have to form a gang now, too.
-(CHUCKLES) -A what? A gang?
CHESTER: No, there is absolutely--
(INAUDIBLE)
So you might as well just forget about me joining a gang.
(SCOFFS) Seriously.
(CHUCKLES MOCKINGLY)
(FUNKY INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Our gang name is "The Bunny Boyz".
Oh, cool.
Our gang name is "The Bunny Boyz".
The what boys?
Okay.
Let's go, Bunny Boyz.
Yeah, let's do it, Bunny Boyz.
I'm not a Bunny Boy.
HAROLD: Bunny Boyz!
Do we have to go down all the dark alleys?
Mm, mm, mm. We got a hot one tonight, boppers.
Looks like our favorite vegetarian vampire is on the move,
and he's got the Bunny Boyz with him.
It appears Bunnicula, and I do mean Bunnicula,
lost a little something off the top,
and he's looking to get it back.
You know what to do, boppers.
(PIXIES LAUGHING)
Aww, how adorable.
CHESTER: Look at that!
She has Bunnicula's ears.
Look at this, girls.
It's Bunnicula and the Bunny Boyz.
Yeah, I didn't come up with that name,
but, uh, thanks for finding those ears.
Oh, we're keeping these ears, and you better leave right...
(SHRIEKING) Now!
Not adorable, they're terrifying.
We gotta get those ears back.
(SHRIEKING)
Run!
(ALL PANTING)
We told you to leave, Bunny Boyz.
(SHRIEKING)
(STRAINING)
I got 'em!
Attention, boppers.
Word on the street is that our favorite vampire bunny
is now under the streets.
You underground dwellers know what to do.
Oh, no, Bunnicula's ears. I just had them.
(GASPS) There they go.
(ALL PANTING)
Hey, yo, pump the brakes.
Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey.
Looks like you fellas picked the wrong tunnel.
Well, we didn't exactly pick this tunnel.
You see, there were these pixies...
What Harold's trying to say is,
we don't want any trouble.
We just wanna find Bunnicula's ears
and then we'll skedaddle.
Hey, you hear that, boys?
This guy right here is telling us
he's gonna skedaddle.
Hey, Carmine, did you hear me tell this guy he could skedaddle?
No, Boss.
Danny, did you hear me utter the words,
"You have my permission to skedaddle"?
No, I didn't, Boss.
Enzo, did you witness me grant any expressed written consent
endorsement to skedaddle?
Uh, no.
Okay, we get it.
Please, we're just trying to help our friend.
Oh, you hear that, Rocko?
They're trying to help their friend.
You know, maybe you can help them...
rearrange his face.
You got it, Boss.
(EXHALING SHARPLY)
Yeah, yeah. One, two. One, one, two.
One, two. Dance steps all over the face.
(GRUNTING) Come on.
(INAUDIBLE)
(LAUGHING) Huh?
Huh?
Hey. Go, go, go.
(MUTTERS)
You just missed him, Bunnic.
Hey, Big Tony, give these guys the water works.
Obey.
(ALL SCREAMING)
(GRUNTING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Hey, hey, Bunnicula, my friend.
Looks like you lost your ears.
You know, you got a good luck right now,
'cause I happen to know where they are.
And I wanna get you to them
if you can beat me and my friends on a game of football.
(HOWLING)
I'm sorry, what?
(WHISTLING)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Pass, pass. (SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
Bunnicula, over here! I'm open.
Oh, that's right. No ears.
(EXCLAIMING)
Oh, yeah.
(HOWLING)
Okay, that's it.
(GRUNTS)
(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)
Aqui, aqui.
I got it, I got it, I don't got it.
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMING)
Bunnicula, stop!
Ooh.
Oh, that had to hurt.
Well only from the neck down.
That was a good one.
The word is out that the Bunny Boyz
can't even keep their heads on straight.
Keep up the good work, boppers.
Great. Now, we not only have to find Bunnicula's ears,
but his head, too.
Of course, he had to land in a spooky graveyard.
Bunnicula!
I mean... Bunnicula's head!
-Bunnicula-- Hey, there he is. -Here I am.
What's with the hat?
(MUTTERING)
Oh, okay.
He said something about summon dead boney guy from beyond the grave.
He said what about a dead from grave beyond what?
I did, I did.
(MUTTERS)
(LAUGHING)
Welcome to the party, Bunny Boyz.
(EXCLAIMS)
(SHIVERING)
(STUTTERING) Bones!
Oh, no, you don't!
-(CHUCKLING) -Go away!
And you.
No, no!
(CHOMPING)
Woo!
(LAUGHS)
You might've won the battle,
but we still have Bunnicula's ears.
You have what now?
Uh-oh.
Come on, Harold. He's getting away with Bunnicula's ears.
(BUNNICULA MUTTERS)
Bones, I'll never forget you.
The night is drawing to a close,
and Bunnicula and the Bunny Boyz
are headed right where we want them.
Well done, boppers.
Huh?
(MUTTERING EXCITEDLY)
Aww.
Yay!
DJ DEMON: Oh, Bunnicula.
Ah, Bunnicula.
So glad you could finally come down here and join us all.
Seems you never get around these parts.
Now that we've got you here,
you might as well
enjoy your surprise birthday party!
Aww, for me?
Yup, it's all for your birthday, buddy.
This took months of planning.
I hope you're not too sore about the ear thing.
Not a bit.
Bunnicula has the most terrifying friends.
HAROLD: I know. So cool.
It's party time, boppers.
(RETCHES)
(HOWLING)
(ROARING)
(GRUNTS)
(LAUGHS)
(WHOOPING)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)