(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
(CHUCKLING)
(THUNDER CRACKING)
Swimming.
Oh-oh! I'm just a little bluebird. Bluebird. Oh.
-Hey, what's wrong, Bunnick? -(PANTING)
-(GRUNTING) -(GROANS)
(GIGGLES) Ow!
-Hmm. (GASPS) -(THUNDER RUMBLING)
I hate thunder.
It just puts me on the edge.
Oh, Chester, don't be scared.
I can't help it, Harold.
Every time there's a thunderstorm, something scary happens.
-(CREAKING) -(YELPS)
Jinx! What was that?
(LAUGHS) You're quite the bundle of nerves tonight, aren't you, buddy?
Well, I got just the prescription for you.
It starts with a "H" and it ends with a "G."
And "U" is in the middle!
-Come here, buddy! -(GRUNTING)
-Don't fight it. -No!
I really heard something.
(WHIMPERING)
(SQUEAKING)
(SCREAMING)
I was right. There is someone in the house.
Relax, Chesty.
Huh? Hey.
That furball wasn't there a second ago.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
Uh...
(LAUGHING)
Oh, hello. (LAUGHING)
(WHIMPERS) What? A guinea pig?
I am Lugosi.
Sorry to have frightened you. (LAUGHING)
I... (GASPS)
Could it be?
Those red, gleaming eyes.
Those sharp, glistening fangs.
The bat-like markings.
That cute wiggling velvety bunny nose.
It's you!
Master!
I have found you at last.
I, your faithful servant (LAUGHING) Lugosi, have returned.
I traveled so far just to once again
see to all your (LAUGHING) needs.
(LAUGHING)
This guy seems a couple of bricks short of a foundation.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Yes. You remind me of the other felines I have...
-(LAUGHS) Banished. -What?
(LAUGHS) Don't worry.
The truth will be revealed in time.
-(LAUGHS) -(THUNDER CRACKS)
(GASPS) Where did it go? What?
(SQUEAKING)
Ew! Gross.
I will prepare a (LAUGHING)
-night feast for Master. -(COOING)
Bunnicula, you know this weird guy?
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH AND LAUGHING)
He says he knows him.
And he's completely crazy.
Oh, great.
I got a bad feeling about that guy.
Uh, say, Chester, what is a night feast?
Really?
Can't put that one together, huh?
It's probably a feast...
BOTH: That...
You can eat at night.
-There you go, buddy. -Well, Chester...
It's night right now.
So it is. Let's eat. I am starving.
I like the way you think.
(BOTH GASPING)
(LUGOSI LAUGHING)
What would you like to start with, Master?
I've prepared only your favorite.
Look, look, there's a black radish,
cherimoya... (LAUGHING)
Oh, and cucamelon.
Wow!
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
I'll be right back, Master.
(VOCALIZING)
Oh, good, good. You have come.
Could you please help me with a--
Oh, very well done, little Jiminy Pig.
But where's our food?
How dare you!
A servant does not dine in the presence of his betters.
In the presence of his... Huh?
(SCREAMS) What kind of servant are you?
The kind who isn't a servant.
(GROANS)
(YELLS) This cat is really making me mad.
Oh, but... (LAUGHS)
He'll get what's coming to him.
-What? -Oh, nothing. (LAUGHS)
Nothing at all. (LAUGHING)
Massage time, Master.
Oh, I guess... (SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
(SNORTING AND SNIFFING)
Oh! It smells (LAUGHING) naughty.
(MOANING)
HAROLD: Carrot, Bunnicula?
(LAUGHS)
(SLURPING)
(SIGHING)
Master, I am so happy you're relaxed and--
CHESTER: Yeah, when you're done with him,
let's have a soak and a cuticle trim here.
And if you get a chance, let's take a whack at that callus, huh?
-(BONES CRACKING) -(SCREAMS)
You're no nail tech, you're an assassin.
Arise this instant.
You are not worthy enough to relax alongside the master.
Why can't you be more like this dog?
He is loyal to the master.
His reward shall come.
I don't know what that means, but I am very excited.
No, no, no.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Oh, I am sorry, Master.
I promise to play nice with the little kitty.
(LAUGHING)
I am going upstairs.
When I get back, I hope you are gone.
Ooh. Let me try. (SLURPING)
Ah. (GIGGLES)
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
HAROLD: It doesn't taste lucky.
It tastes more like the kitchen floor.
If anyone deserves a little pampering in this madhouse,
it ought to be me.
Aw, look how fancy you are.
Boop! Yeah. You know what?
I am owed a little luxury.
Don't you agree, little umbrella drink?
We must harvest fresh sustenance for the master.
Come, let us unearth the roots of the tubers for the great one.
Oh, boy, digging!
No, no, no. I don't know what your game is,
but if you think I am getting my paws dirty for a rabbit,
you are sorely mistaken. Because guess what?
It's Chester time now.
(SLURPS)
(YELLS) That's it!
-(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING) -I can't believe such insolence.
(GRUNTS)
You are most unworthy!
Now, I can't hear you over my lounge jazz
and my book of literary criticism.
Hmm. Fascinating.
I must send this unworthy creature to where he belongs.
(HAROLD HUMMING)
Harold, you love Master, don't you?
You mean Bunnicula? Oh, yeah, he's awesome.
He's a rabbit that flies.
I am glad we agree what needs to be done
on behalf of the master's honor.
Chester must be (LAUGHING EVILLY) punished.
Yeah. We should... What?
LUGOSI: The time has come to trace the summoning circle.
For the Hole of the Unworthy.
It is a dark, magical place where we banish
all the stinky cats who are so unworthy.
Let me see now, around the tree and...
I am just happy to be drawing in the mud. (CHUCKLES)
Hmm...
Whoop! (CHUCKLES)
There. I made a smile face.
Ah. Huh?
The symbol is now complete.
Let the Hole of the Unworthy open!
(BELCHING)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
Ugh. Does it ever end?
(CONTINUES LAUGHING)
HOLE: Who has summoned the Hole of the Unworthy?
It is I, Lugosi.
Uh-oh! It's you again.
Look, man, you can't keep banishing cats down here all the time.
The place is getting a little overrun.
But this cat is the most unworthy of them all.
HOLE: Oh... (CHUCKLES)
You might say he can be a little catty, huh?
(LAUGHS) Oh.
-HOLE: Oh. -(BOTH LAUGHING)
Oh!
Uh... (CLEARS THROAT)
What's going on out here?
Oh, jeez.
(LAUGHING)
Is the unworthy one ready for his just comeuppance?
Oh, please.
You think I am afraid of your little lawn show, shorty?
(SCOFFS) This thing can't even be more than half a--
(SCREAMING)
(GROANING)
Hey.
(SCREAMING)
-(SNORING) -(CHESTER SCREAMING)
Huh? (SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Master...
I did what had to be done.
I made it better for us.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
-(SCREAMING) -(GASPS)
LUGOSI: Master!
He is unworthy of your sweet grace.
He needs to be punished!
(SOBBING)
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Cuckoo, cuckoo.
But you can't... (MIMICS CAT HISSING)
(LAUGHS) Okay?
If that is your will, Master.
Very well.
(SCREAMING)
-Huh? -(JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING)
What's this?
I find that his prose exhibits a sympathetic magic
that's both familiar, and sublime.
My heart has taken wing...
Meow. Meow. Meow!
-(MIKE REVERBERATING) -(ALL SNAPPING FINGERS)
Freestyle performance, literary criticism, loud jazz!
This is my jam!
LUGOSI: Oh.
Oh! Who was that man?
Hmm. Some cats don't jive with the scene, Daddy-O.
Huh? No!
(SOBBING)
Sympathetic, freestyle, criticism...
Weak heart. Milk bar!
Master prefers your presence in his realm, so I have spared you.
CHESTER: Drop the mike, man.
(LAUGHS) Dig away.
No, I want back. I want the...
Oh!
-You're welcome. -No, no.
I don't want to be worthy.
-Send me back. -(LAUGHTER)
Oh, Chester, you say the funniest things.
(SOBBING) I'm unworthy. Let me in.
Let me in.
(ROOSTER CROWING)
Breakfast!
Hey, where's Chesty?
Take me back. Take me back.
I want to be unworthy.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)