(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNARLING)
(LAUGHING)
Welcome home, you silly dog.
-Harold. Good to have you back, man. -(DOOR CLOSES)
I see the surgery was a success.
Yeah. The vet said I shouldn't eat any more soccer balls.
You might wanna be careful. I just saw a tasty one rolling around upstairs.
Oh, really?
No. Not really.
-Can I eat it? -Uh, no.
(YAWNS) Well, I'm gonna head up to bed, dude.
The vet said I should rest up.
All right. Relax, man. Glad you're home.
-Hey, Chester? -Yeah, buddy?
-Will you read me a bedtime story? -Anything for you, buddy.
-Hey, Chester. -Yeah?
I'm stuck.
(STRAINING)
Whew.
You wanna see my scar?
Oh. Nope, nope. I'm... I'm good.
It's pretty awesome.
Let's just see what Mina's reading.
Uh, Algebra 2.
Well, that's gonna go right over your head.
"Where the Red Fern Grows." Not gonna put you through that
-in your condition. -(BUNNICULA LAUGHING)
-Oh. Hey, Bunnicula. -Hey.
Got your own book, huh?
(READING) "Sweety Poo-Poo's Nitey-Nite Magic"?
Strangely enough, that seems just about perfect. Nice work, Buns.
Wanna see my scar, Bunnicula?
CHESTER: Nope. Nobody needs to see that.
Ah. Just rest your peepers.
(CLEARS THROAT)
"Harold has a spiderlamb."
Hey, pretty cool. There's a character in here
-with the same name as you. -Oh, yeah. That's wicked awesome.
"Harold had a spiderlamb." Spiderlamb?
"Its fleece was made of webs.
And everywhere that Harold went, his nights were filled with dread."
-(THUNDER RUMBLING) -(GASPS)
What the...?
Get to the part with Gandalf.
All right, what is a spiderlamb, and where did it go?
Keep reading?
Maybe I should switch to a book that's, you know, not glowing.
What kind of book is this anyways?
-(SPEAKING GIBBERISH) -Give it back. Ah. What have you done?
Oh, sweet. It's a pop-up book. (SNORING)
-(BLEATING) -That is not normal.
(CHESTER SCREAMING)
Call an exterminator!
I can't believe this is happening! I'm gonna get out of here right now.
(YOWLS)
-Oh, my gosh. Okay. I got it. -(CLATTERING)
Nobody move. Everybody. I'm moving!
Get out of here.
Help!
(BOTH PANTING)
"Oh. Hello. My name is Bunnicula.
Here, take my evil storybook and read it to your sick friend."
"Oh, thanks, Bunnicula, I'll do that right now
because nothing you ever say goes wrong and tries to eat everyone!"
What, do they not have sarcasm in vampire rabbit land?
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Duh.
Yes, I get it. You want me to keep reading the book
that the eight-legged monster sheep came out of.
The exact same monster sheep that is currently trying to eat--
Wait. Hold on.
(HAROLD SNORING)
Yes, the same monster that's currently trying to eat Harold.
The vet said Harold needs rest.
Getting eaten is not restful!
What we need is a brilliant rescue plan. And we need it now.
A-ha!
I said brilliant, which means, not you!
(BLEATING)
Hold it off! Harold, are you okay? Are you resting?
(SNORING) Mommy, can you turn down the TV?
He's okay. I'll carry him to safety, you take care of the spiderlamb.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
(GROWLING)
Hey. Uh-uh. No vampire powers.
Magic is what got us into this mess.
Just keep spanking it with that spatula.
(BLEATS)
What are you doing? You're making it mad.
It's slinging webs!
No, wait. It's slinging little, woolly sweaters.
Well, that actually looks really cozy.
Maybe it's not an evil spiderlamb after all.
Okay, do me.
Oh. It feels like cashmere, only softer and more suave.
Suave, but significantly sticky.
(BLEATS)
Ah. Super-sticky stocking caps!
(SHRIEKS)
(GROANING)
(CHESTER WHIMPERING)
So, plan B.
I can't believe Michelle turned out to be a werewolf.
(SPIDERLAMB BLEATING)
She was our ride home.
We have got to find another way out. Let's split up.
Marsha, watch. He's gonna get eaten.
Why are there so many sheep noises in this movie?
I know. It's unnerving, right?
I think it's a metaphor.
Like the people are sheep,
and the wolves are wolves or something?
"Get him" is a perfectly-valid plan, just so you know.
But this one's gonna be even better.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
I understand that you want me to read the evil book
because you're evil. But instead, I'm gonna feed you this squash.
Mmm.
Nah, nah, nah.
This is not a trick.
Think back to the last time you ate a squash.
(SLURPING)
-Ah-eh. -Yup,
you kicked me through a wall.
So, I'm not giving you this because it's a good idea
or because I like you.
This is a tool to save Harold.
You're gonna drink this squash,
then you're gonna take that giant, disgusting foot
and you're gonna use it to squash that spiderlamb.
I like to call this little plan
"squash for squash sake." Huh?
Ah!
(SNORING)
Oh, my gosh.
That is a cool scar!
I mean, it's shaped like a lightning bolt.
It doesn't get any better than that.
Wow. Maybe I ought to eat a soccer ball.
Ow! Bunnicula, focus. Squash.
CHESTER: Oh! Oh! Oh!
(SPIDERLAMB MOCKING)
(BUNNICULA STRAINING)
Well, I suppose we should've seen that coming.
-(HOWLING) -(FOOT THUDDING)
-The surround sound is amazing, right? -(SHEEP BLEATING)
It's kind of freaking me out.
I know, right?
All right. Harold needs rest, and that's what we promised him.
So, we just march back in there,
and we take control--
Oh. Oh, my gosh.
Is it doing what I think it's doing?
(ALL BLEATING)
Okay, the spiderlamb is laying eggs...
(GAGS) All over Harold.
It's gonna be okay.
Maybe this isn't the time for a rescue plan.
Yeah, nope. It's time for panic.
We need fire! Lots of fire!
Or acid.
Okay, we have to change our names and move to Zanzibar.
Argh!
You're right. You're right!
We have to save Harold.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
(BLEATS)
Ah! Ha-ha!
So, you think if I keep reading the book,
it'll make the monster vanish.
Well, that's the worst plan I've ever heard.
Okay, I'll grab the book. You distract the thing!
(HAROLD SNORING)
-Ugh. -(BLEATS)
(WHISTLES)
(CONFUSED BLEAT)
I said distract it, not get its phone number, but whatever.
A-ha! The book!
And it's totally stuck to these disgusting monster eggs.
That's hilarious.
Ew. Ew. Ew.
Okay. (MUTTERS)
"Harold had a spiderlamb..."
Blah, blah, blah. "Dread."
(BLEATING) Boo!
Huh?
"The spiderlamb--" So cruel.
"And so, the kitty read the book,
and between his sobbing cries,
he watched in utter terror as the monster grew in size."
Oh, you've gotta be kidding me!
(BLEATING)
(WHISTLES)
"And then he turned the final page and the spiderlamb was mad.
The creature was banished back to the foul, dark realm
of King Bagaboo the wicked, never to return to this world again!"
(SCREAMS)
(BLEATING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Well, that wasn't very scary.
But on the plus side, it was super loud.
I'm saying two stars.
What did you think, Marsha?
Is it over?
Well, Bunnicula, I have to admit,
magic did a great job of cleaning up this mess.
But I still hate magic. Here, put it someplace safe.
(SNORING)
Hey, hairball, how you feeling?
That was the best nap of my whole life, I think.
Well, yeah, I'm not surprised.
B and I have been keeping things mellow for you.
I mean, kind of surprised.
Oh, you guys are the best.
Mmm. I think I'm gonna go back to sleepy town for a minute,
if you don't mind?
Can we get you anything to help? More, uh, milk or...?
No, no. I'll just count those funny little sheep
like I did before.
Yeah, right. All right, Harold.
You just count those funny little-- (GASPS)
(ALL BLEATING)
...101, 102,
103...
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)