(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNARLING)
(GROWLS)
(LAUGHING)
HAROLD: Okay. Just a few more things for the road
and we'll be all set.
Nothing's gonna put a damper on this trip.
-You guys going somewhere? -(ALL EXCLAIM)
What makes you say that, Damper?
I mean, Chester.
Well, it looks like you're packing for a big trip.
CHESTER: Lawn chairs, a tent?
Shirts that say, "I heart jazz"?
(GASPS) You guys are going to a jazz festival!
Jazz is my thing.
How could you guys go to one and not tell me?
Uh, look, man.
We didn't wanna tell you because it's a monster jazz festival.
Yeah, it's real monster-heavy.
-(OVERLAPPING CHATTER) -It's got monsters everywhere.
You don't wanna come, right? It would just freak you out.
'Cause of the monsters.
Because of the monsters.
I won't freak out. I live with Bunnicula.
I'm totally used to monsters.
-(GROWLING) -(SCREAMING)
See? Totally used to it.
Look, Chester. We'd totally love to have you come.
But to truly enjoy jazz, you gotta be in the smooth, mellow groove.
Yeah!
And all your freaking out about the monsters
is totally gonna harsh our mellow vibe, you know?
Yeah, totally harsh it.
'Cause of the monsters.
Because of the monsters.
Oh, okay. I see your point.
I guess I'll just stay here then, alone.
(SIGHS HEAVILY)
(MUMBLING)
Okay, Chester. You can come.
-Really? -But, you have to promise,
not to freak out about the monsters.
(LAUGHS) Okay, don't worry, I won't freak...
(SCREAMING)
(STAMMERING) It's a lady bug!
Just, uh, getting it out of my system.
Harsh mellow, here I come.
Yeah, we packed marshmallows.
No, man. I said "harsh mell..."
Yeah, I'll have one.
PATCHES: All right. Time to put the pedal to the metal.
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Oh, that was the brakes.
-(TIRES SCREECHING) -PATCHES: Oh, brakes again.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Can't seem to reach the... (GRUNTS)
There we go. (EXCLAIMS)
That's better.
(SCREAMING) What's going on?
(BABBLES)
Did you nap well, Chester?
Who's driving?
I am, man.
Are you sure that's such a good idea considering your condition?
I'm the only one here who can reach the pedals.
PATCHES: As long as the moon's not covered. (GRUNTS)
You're not freaking out already, are ya?
No. (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
CHESTER: Where we going?
This looks like a really spooky place to have a jazz festival.
(LAUGHS)
This isn't where the jazz festival is, silly.
We have to pick up Bunnicula's monster friends first.
We're picking up... Monsters?
-(BABBLES) -Monsters?
Here, in the car?
You promised not to freak out about the monsters.
Monsters don't appreciate when you freak out around them.
-It hurts their feelings. -(BABBLES)
Okay. A promise is a promise. I won't freak out.
HAROLD: Here we are. The Monster Swamp Diner.
You coming, Chester?
Monster Swamp Diner?
Yeah... No. I'll just wait in the car.
-Is it 'cause of the monsters? -(OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
No. Someone needs to watch the car is all.
Suit yourself, Chester. We'll be right back.
Okay, you're safe in the car, Chester.
Don't freak out no matter how dark and spooky it is outside.
(WHIMPERING)
-(DOLL SQUEAKING) -(SCREAMS) What was that?
(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Ah, it's just Patches' hula girl.
Nothing to freak out about.
There's actually something pretty calming about this.
(SIGHS) Just focus on the hula girl.
You'll be okay.
(WHIMPERING)
Huh?
(SIGHS) Maybe it was just my imagina...
(SCREAMING)
(MEOWS LOUDLY)
Okay. We're back.
You okay, Chester?
-(PANTING) Wait. But the guy... -What guy?
That, uh... Guy?
(YELLS) Glob Glob!
(SCREAMS) That guy!
Chester. Are you freaking out about Glob Glob?
Glob Glob.
-Glob Glob just sells swamp cabbage. -(SPUTTERS)
Ooh! (CHUCKLES)
Sure, we'll take one.
I like to support our local vendors.
(SPEAKS GIBBERISH) Glob glob.
Bye!
Mmm.
Wait. So, he's not the monster we're picking up?
Nah. Glob Glob doesn't get jazz.
We're giving her a ride.
-Huh? -Hi, my name is Silk.
Oh, you're such a cute little kitty cat.
You must be Chester. I'm so pleased to meet you.
My name is Silk. Did I tell you that?
A little talkative but she's surprisingly normal enough.
Nice to meet you, too.
The pleasure is all mine, Chester.
(YELPS)
I guess she's not so bad if I do this.
Jeez. Thanks, I guess.
Bunnicula! Oh, my gosh, man. It's so good to see you again.
(BABBLES)
Thank you so much for inviting me along.
This is gonna be so great. I love jazz so much...
Well, I guess it could be worse.
(GASPING)
(ALL LAUGHING AND CHATTERING)
(WHIMPERING)
So, you're waiting in the van again, Chester?
Nope. I'm right behind you guys.
Now, everybody. Stick with your group buddy
so you won't get separated.
I call Bunnicula!
-Whoo-hoo! -BUNNICULA: Yeah!
Oh, and Chester. The three of us can be group buddies.
Isn't that cool?
It's just, like, the coolest, it's just, like, the three of us...
(WHIMPERING) I'll just follow closely.
Oh, suit yourself, man.
(YELPS)
Guys? (WHIMPERING)
I got separated!
(WHIMPERING) Guys?
You shouldn't be here!
Without a group buddy!
(SCREAMING)
That's how people get lost.
Monster, monster! (GRUNTS AND EXCLAIMS)
Chester. There you are.
There's a monster chasing me!
(GASPS) Wow, what did you do to him?
What did I do to him?
The monster?
(ALL MUTTERING)
What?
When you say "monster" with that tone,
it's a little harsh.
-Hey, y'all. I'm ready to go. -(SCREAMS)
What is that?
Chester!
We are so sorry.
Our friend here has a tendency to freak out easily.
(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) I'm not freaking out.
I'm a little surprised.
What surprises you exactly?
Things.
(SCREAMING)
Oh, my goodness. It's Holly.
Great to see you, Bunnicula. This is gonna be a blast.
-I call shotgun! -I call shot... Oh.
PATCHES: All right. Next stop, jazz festival.
SILK: So, you know, all arachnids have eight legs, right?
-But in some species... -Um, is anybody else hot in here?
...they're not actually legs. They're more like arms, but we don't call them arms.
All right. We're coming up on the portal to the underworld.
Hurray!
Wait. Underworld?
Yeah, that's where they always hold the Monster Jazz Festival.
PATCHES: The portal's right ahead.
We're going in there?
Yeah, just relax.
-This will be great. -(GULPS)
Wait, we're picking up speed!
CHESTER: Patches! You're going too fast!
(LAUGHING)
(TREMBLING)
(SCREAMS)
SILK: What's the matter, Chester?
There's no reason to be scared!
(LAUGHING EERILY)
Slow down!
No can do. There's no full moon in the underworld.
Whoa. Talk about harsh mellow.
Oh. Hey, thanks.
That's it! I can't take it anymore!
Now, Chester. Calm down.
You're starting to freak out.
Of course I'm freaking out!
I'm sitting between three monsters!
Look. I know I promised I wouldn't freak out.
And I get that's why you didn't want me on this trip to begin with.
But I'd rather be freaked out than left alone
because you're my friends and I enjoy being around all of you!
That's the sweetest thing anybody's ever yelled at me.
-Thank you. -(GROANS)
Look. I don't mean to hurt anyone's feelings.
CHESTER: Spiders are just really scary to me,
but, well, you talk a lot, but you're also really nice.
And, and you, well, you're extremely hot.
Oh, thank you.
But you're not really my type.
I just can't help it. This is who I am.
I'm sure Bunnicula's behind me waiting to scare me right now.
(PURRS)
We're sorry, Chester.
It wasn't very nice not inviting you to begin with.
Especially when you always seem to know what to do
when we're in a bad situation.
Aw, that's all right, buddy.
Now what do you say we get to that jazz festival?
How do we do that? My van's totaled.
Easily. With a little teamwork, some ingenuity,
and that gum tree.
(INSPIRATIONAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Okay. Take your places.
All right, guys. Start pedaling.
Bunnicula. Holly. Do your thing.
(BABBLES)
It's the concert!
-(BOTH EXCLAIM) -We made it!
Wow, what an amazing view. That is amazing.
(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)