[theme music playing]
[growls]
[laughing]
[Chester] What am I looking at here?
-It's a loaf of French bread! -[imitates buzzer]
-A stinky potato? -[imitates buzzer]
-Ooh, it's the Titanic! -Uh-huh.
What? How did you get Titanic from that?
It was super obvious, Chester.
What it obviously was, was French bread!
-Upton Sinclair's The Jungle! -Uh-huh.
That's a balloon! I'm looking at a balloon!
-A map of Zimbabwe! -Uh-huh.
-12th President of the United States. -Uh-huh.
-A cowboy hat! -Uh-huh.
How is a drawing of me a cowboy hat? Look. See? It's me!
-That's me! This game makes no sense! -[thumping]
This is terrible!
All the cats in the Orlock are going missing.
Missing cats?
[eerie music playing]
[voice whispering]
Chester, you should go back inside.
With this many cats missing, I suspect someone might actually be stealing them.
Stealing cats?
I'm just gonna go back inside where it's safe.
You have nothing to worry about, Chester.
Me and Bunnicula will protect you.
Chester?
-Where'd he go? -Maybe I can hide in Dad's study.
Oh, I'll be safe there.
Wait a second, why is it suddenly so unexplainably creepy in here?
-[screeching] -Bunnicula? Hello?
Where did everybody go?
-[voice whispering] -[meowing]
Bad things, bad things.
Safe under the bed, safe under the bed!
Chester? Chester?
He's probably hiding under the bed.
Uh, is that you guys? [screeching]
Ghost!
Chester?
Well, he's not under the bed. Let's try his other spots.
[panting]
[meows] Ghosts!
No Chester here.
[panting, then screeching]
Huh, not here either.
Ghosts!
-[screaming] -Ah!
[meowing]
Do you think maybe he went outside?
[speaking indistinctly]
What do you mean he's right here? I don't see him.
[screaming, then grunts]
Hey! I'm Patches.
-I'm a were-- -You're a weredude!
I know who you are, you son of a gun.
Oh, I like this.
You're a sight for sore eyes, Patches.
When did everything turn into a living nightmare?
-[voice whispering] -What was that?
-[meowing] -You're the missing cats, aren't you?
Missing? We're all right here.
It's our owners that are missing.
I miss my human.
Sorry, little guy. I do, too.
I'm sure my friend, Bunnicula, can help us. Wherever he is.
We'll just stick together until Bunnicula finds a way to save us.
[grunts]
Wood-ear mushrooms.
Those look super gross.
Ah! [speaking indistinctly]
Blech!
[chomps, then slurps]
Whoa! Your ears!
They look really funny, Bunnicula!
Hey! [speaking indistinctly]
Shh.
[cars passing in distance]
[siren wailing]
[Arthur coughing]
[water running]
[Chester] We'll just stick together until Bunnicula finds a way to save us...
[Patches] Which one's Bunnicula again?
-Is he like, that zombie kitten...? -Hey!
[speaking indistinctly]
You can hear Chester? Chester!
Where are--
[speaking indistinctly]
[softly] Sorry, but if he can't hear us, then how do we talk to him?
Hmm. [speaking indistinctly]
Cool! You look like you have an idea!
-Dude. -Oh, right. [whispers] Sorry.
What was that?
-Ghost mustard! -[cats scream]
Why would a ghost draw an ice cream cone?
No, no, it's a pickle.
It's a guitar!
You're way off, man.
-It's Bunnicula. -What?
Look. There he is.
He's, like, got his thumbs up and he's pointing at his ears,
like he's saying he can hear us.
You got all that from an ice cream cone?
[slurping] [gasps]
[speaking indistinctly]
Sorry. You know I love mustard.
-It's an apple, an apple. -It's a lamp.
-It's got the leaf. [clamoring]
It can't be anything else.
See there, he's drawing the shine, it's a shiny apple!
No, man, look. It's a ghost dimension.
-Oh! -Oh, yeah.
-Oh, of course. -That was my second guess.
What? Am I going crazy here?
I mean, is this crazy?
Yeah, see here, Bunnicula's saying we've been dragged into a ghost dimension
that's parallel to our own reality.
And that looks like overlapping existence.
Yeah, that's what it's saying.
No, no, no, no!
It's clearly an apple!
How could you possibly get a ghost dimension out of that?
Yeah, I mean, it's pretty obvious.
[wind whooshing]
[dramatic music playing]
[gasping]
[screeching]
Hello, my darlings!
Welcome to your new home!
Our new home?
Of course!
I hope you like it!
You're gonna spend eternity here!
-But we don't want to spend-- -Another second living with humans?
-Ugh, I know! -We like our humans.
Mine gives me pets and treats.
-[clamoring] -The video games are awesome!
Yeah, so, um, thanks! But we'd like to get back to our humans, please.
-[hisses] -[groans]
Sure, they feed you, they pet you, they clean your boom-boom,
but at what cost, huh?
They put a collar around your neck, a lock on the kitty door
and you're nothing but their prisoners I tell you. Prisoners!
Uh, wait, what's happening again?
Oh, my, my, my, what do we have here?
You're a handsome hunk of beef, aren't you?
You're so fluffy and orange.
Roar.
Hi! I'm Patches.
-I'm a weredude. -[gasps]
-[tense music plays] -[speaking indistinctly]
I haven't a clue what you're talking about, tub-a-love,
but I simply adore you.
[chuckles] Yeah. [babbling]
[Missy] Hold on a minute!
Huh?
That line moving across the floor.
-I gotta catch it! -[meowing]
[clamoring]
I need it.
What is Bunnicula up to?
Phase one of the plan, man.
Follow the mustard.
It's all in the drawing.
It's just a light bulb!
[speaking indistinctly]
[eerie upbeat music playing]
[meowing]
Whoa! [groans]
-Where's Bunnicula leading us? -To phase two of course. Outside!
[all] Got it!
Never as gratifying as you think, is it?
Boo. It looks like the chase is over!
Okay, now what?
Now, it's time for phase three!
Full moon?
Patches! Of course!
Patches is gonna turn into a human in front of the ghost that hates humans!
[grunting]
[gurgling]
Oh! Oh, my. Fluffy Orangey, whatever is the matter?
[grunting]
[breaks wind]
-Huh? Bummer. -Patches, why can't you transform?
I don't know, maybe the moon doesn't work here or something.
Aha!
[speaking indistinctly]
Aah!
[grunting]
[speaking indistinctly]
Hmm, hmm, hmm.
Aha!
[slurping]
[smacking lips]
[grunting]
Woo-ha!
[laughing]
Woo-ha!
[laughing]
Isn't it just romantic, Fluffy Orangey?
Sharing the moonlight together?
-Wh--? What's this? -[buzzing]
-[chuckles] Hi! -Bunnicula!
[grunting, then gurgling]
But Fluffy Orangey? A human?
That's right, we're all turning into humans!
By bringing us into this ghost dimension you haven't saved us, you've doomed us!
No, no, not humans!
[grunts] Oh, no!
The changes!
What's happening?
I need my cell phone!
-I need to binge-watch something. -Soccer practice!
[clamoring]
[all] Humans! Humans!
Humans! [growls]
-No! No! -[cats] Humans!
Stay back!
There you are, now leave!
Before you turn into humans!
-[cheering] -Home sweet home!
How dreadful!
Uh, well, thanks for having us over, ghost lady.
Whoa!
Cad! You masher!
Ours could have been a great love!
Go on, get out of here!
I can't bear it!
You don't have to tell me twice.
Fluffy Orangey!
[belches]
Bye for "meow."
I'll never forget you.
[cats screeching]
-Chester! -Harold!
Boy, am I glad to see you.
[speaking indistinctly]
Aw!
[yells] Bunnicula! No! No hug! Prickly!
[groans] No! Stay away!
Well, that's all the posters. I hope it helps.
Hey, what...? [laughing]
Only in America!
[closing theme playing]