♪♪
[ Screams ]
[ All growling ]
♪♪
-[ Grunts ] -[ Gasps ]
[ Grunting ]
♪♪
Hmm.
♪♪
[ Gasps ]
♪♪
Nothing's gonna top that universe.
Best nap of my life.
[ Sizzle ]
Your pocket's smoking.
Oh! Ooh! [ Blowing ]
Fionna?
♪♪
What's the matter?
You still pouting about that winter fling?
Okay...real talk.
That frosty biscuit was stone-cold nasty.
He deserved exactly what he got.
What about all those candy people?
Did they deserve to be chopped up?
That was self-defense.
I still feel bad, okay?
[ Sighs ]
I wanna make things better, not worse.
You will.
Once we get the crown, we'll change everything.
We can't make this world any worse.
Bad news, gang. The jewel's magic is depleting.
It might only be good for one more crown-dimension jump.
So we gotta make this world count.
We should go now.
Weren't you listenin'?
♪♪
[ All hiss ] Vampires! Run!
Cake!
Kill!
[ Vampires grunting ]
Ha! Not so tough.
[ Grunts ] Stay down.
We need to fashion some rudimentary stakes.
[ Grunts ]
[ Gasps ]
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
Fionna?
[ Grunts ] Incoming!
[ Gasps, grunts ]
[ Chuckles ] Huh?
Fionna, stab it in the heart!
[ Gasps ]
[ Grunts ]
Ow! In the heart!
It's a lot harder in real life.
[ Grunts, yells ]
That's it.
Aah!
[ Belches ]
That was awesome.
I almost got ate. This world is scary.
It reminds me of the Wastelands of Ooo,
before Marceline took on the vampires there.
[ Vampires hissing, growling ]
Let's poof these suckers.
Aah!
Cake!
No!
Yow-ow-l.
Holy water.
♪♪
Tank AI: Show me them teeth.
No vamps. Just dum-dums, ma'am.
♪♪
You left yourself vulnerable out there.
Buncha death wishers.
Princess Bubblegum?
Thanks for saving -- -Strange cat mutant,
I saw how you chomped those vamp heads.
Impressive. Oh, that?
Easy greasy, baby.
The name's Cake.
Bonnie. My team is on an urgent mission,
and I could really use your murder skills.
Sorry, lady, but I got my own mission to think about.
We're looking for a magic crown. Maybe you've seen it?
Seems our interests coincide after all.
The Vampire King has the crown.
[ Thunder crashes ] Vampire King?
He uses it to summon clouds
and keep the sky perpetually dark.
And vampire-friendly.
[ Thunder crashes ]
I'm gonna slay him or die trying.
Now, that is a party I don't wanna miss.
And when you're done with that, we can get the crown?
Sure. Let's get off the street, blood bags.
♪♪
[ Tires screech ] Huh.
I don't remember this part of downtown being so...gothic.
[ Sighs ]
You've been quiet tonight.
Ugh, I just gotta steel myself before I see my mom.
Hey, I got your back.
♪♪
Tank, autopilot.
Navigation and artillery are up here,
sleeping tubes, armory,
and the rest is a combination war room,
rec room, and mess hall.
Tank, gimme the usual.
[ Liquid pours ] [ Slurps ]
This is my team.
Huntress, our expert marksman and survivalist.
And that's our munitions expert, Martin Mertens.
And soup expert.
So what's the plan? Simple.
Infiltrate the hive,
get past hundreds of vampire minions.
Hundreds? They're low-level threats.
We can deal with them easily...
with these.
Garlic bombs.
I call them garbos.
What we really have to look out for is the Star.
The Star?
The Vampire King's ward. Vicious. Merciless.
The Star has outlived the rest of his inner circle.
Trained by the V.K. himself.
I've got a score to settle with the Star.
I live for this biz.
Getcher beans and cabbage.
-Beans! -Beans!
Thank you, Martin.
-[ Muffled grunting ] -Huh?
Beans.
Oh no.
Awww. Babyworld Finn.
How could you bring a child into this world?
It was an accident.
He must've crawled in during nap time.
[ Sniffs ] Wanna get in on this?
Cool hat.
Oh, I love this little guy.
[ Beeping ]
-[ Screams ] -[ Hisses ]
Curses. Where are they?
Ugh, stop.
[ Beeping stops ]
Scrabby, that's the second alert today.
If you let me out, I could easily
just zap everything back to normal.
Shut up. I can solve this.
Yeah, your plan of chasing them
all over the vast multiverse is a real winner.
I've been chasing the wrong thing.
If I get to the crown in this world first,
I can wait for them to come to me.
Well, crap.
Thanks for the idea.
[ Beeping resumes ] Ugh, leave me alone.
[ Beeping stops ]
Hey, uh, you should really answer that.
I speak from experience.
Ha! Gotcha.
Wait. No. Not now.
Ooh, Scrabby, ya burnt.
♪♪
[ Indistinct conversations ]
[ Elevator bell dings ]
Mom?
Darling, you're here.
Mom, this is Gary. Is that what you're wearing?
Your suit is pressed and waiting in your room, sweetheart.
Ugh, do I have to? And, young man,
Marshall has extra suits that should fit you.
Oh, thank you, Ms. Abadeer.
Marshall didn't say it was gonna be this fancy.
I'm Gary, by the way.
Ah, yes, yes, yes. Graby.
The little baker-entrepreneur friend.
You know about that?
Come on, I'll show you to my room.
I can't believe you live in such a swanky place.
I used to live here.
♪♪
Okay, but could an acorn kill a vampire? Whatchamean?
Like, if you planted it in their chest
and waited for it to grow into a tree? Yes.
What about a pinecone? Bonnie: Don't touch that.
What if a vampire gets a tiny splinter
and it travels into his bloodstream
all the way to his heart?
Huntress: Yeah, dude. I've done it.
Tank AI: Proximity alert, ma'am.
Show me.
-Help! Help us! -Help! Help us!
-Help us! Please! -Please! help us!
-We're stranded! Help! -We're stranded! Oh, no!
Quick, pull over.
No distractions.
But you stopped for us.
I stopped for your mutant cat.
Big picture.
I'm helping them.
Hey!
I've never been a big-picture person.
Dillweed.
Come on, Bonnie.
[ Grunts ] [ Groans ]
Tank, halt.
-Help! Help us! -Help! Help! Help us!
Help! Help! -Help! Help! Help us.
Fionna, stop. Teeth. Teeth.
Clear!
Come with us.
[ Fionna and Martin gasp ]
[ Both hiss ] Run!
Tank, back up!
[ All scream ]
[ Groaning ]
[ Hisses ]
Thanks.
Like I always say, pay it forward.
[ Laughs ]
Did you like my welcome?
It's the Star.
Marceline.
[ Snarls ]
Pardon. [ Grunts ]
[ Inhaling deeply ]
[ Gulps, chuckles ]
Martin.
[ Breathing shakily ]
Don't you look tasty.
Open fire!
Fionna!
[ Gasps ]
Main cannon, fire! Fire! Fire!
Bonnibel, I think there's something wrong with your tank.
[ Laughs ]
I'll have your heart!
[ Smooches ]
[ Roars ]
Loser! [ Laughs ]
[ Groans ] I'm not a loser!
Tank, estimate repair time.
Tank AI: Processing.
16 hours, 43 minutes, ma'am.
Quatsch!
Ow, ma'am.
Bonnie, perhaps I can help.
I may not look it, but I'm quite the Mr. Fix-It.
How do you know the Star's true name?
Are you her spy?
[ Gulps ]
Leave him alone. And watch the baby.
I'm from another world with another Marcy.
I found her in the rubble and raised her as my own.
My Marceline became a great vampire hunter.
And where I come from, you two fell in love.
[ Groans ]
I would never.
I'm really sorry about Martin.
You should be.
It's your fault I'm down one man.
And, more importantly, one tank.
Wait.
I'm your tank.
That could work.
Cake, there are other magic crowns out there.
What?
It's just... you could get hurt.
Simon says we're running out of jumps.
We could get stuck someplace even worse.
Fionna, I can do this.
Well, you're not going without me.
Bonnie, let me take Martin's place.
♪♪
[ Camera shutter clicks ]
This pâté is too moussey.
Not moussey enough!
[ Shrieks ] [ Grumbles ]
Gary: This room is filled with tastemakers, powerbrokers,
and every big investor in the city.
Yeah, it sucks.
But you should enjoy yourself.
Oh.
Mmm! This red velvet cake is phenomenal.
I'm going to go out on a limb and say, mayonnaise?
Why, yes. Nobody has guessed that.
I'm working on perfecting a red velvet cake myself,
named Mr. Velvet.
Yeah?
Yeah, he's a sensitive little guy.
All of my pastries have personalities
and backstories.
Maybe that's stupid, but --
No, I'm intrigued.
Tell me more about the tasty velvet man.
Uh, okay.
Um, so Mr. Velvet was once a high-powered attorney.
Ah. I'm a high-powered attorney. I relate to this character.
So, yeah, he's an attorney who quit his job...
Hana: Really, Marshall, you don't think of anyone but yourself.
...because he felt too stifled... We've all humored you long enough,
but you're not a rock star. ...with all the expectations.
Rabow: That's so interesting.
I gotta introduce you to Marjoe.
He's a fabulously rich epicure, and he loves visionaries.
Hi. I'm Gary.
♪♪
Do you think baby Finn will be okay?
[ Giggling ]
Tank AI: Excellent form, young man.
Aah!
No sign of vamps.
Ha. They think we're stuck miles from here.
We've got almost one hour till sundown.
Here's the hive.
We'll split into three teams to make the drop.
Cake and I will hit from the East.
Huntress, you take the North.
Fionna and Simon, you enter from the West.
[ Snoring ]
Marceline: [ Laughs ]
Oh, and then I ripped out his throat and drank him dry.
And I wasn't even hungry.
[ Laughs ]
You should have seen it, minions.
The look on Bonnie's face was so funny.
Good one, highness. Stupid gum witch. Ow!
Dad says we can't underestimate her.
Such a nuisance. Why don't you kill her already?
Are you questioning me?
No, of course not. [ Grunts ]
Good. Dad wouldn't like that.
Right?
Aah!
[ Laughing ]
She's flippin' nuts.
How did little Marcy turn into that?
Maybe in this world she didn't have a you.
She didn't have a me.
Let's finish the drop.
And each drop would include different characters
until there's a whole kingdom of pastry menschen.
Ha. I love it. It's dripping with sentimentality.
Heh, thanks.
[ Bell dinging ]
We've had a lot of fun tonight, talking about blood.
But all too seldom do we talk about the blood relationship
of mother and son.
Marshall has always had a rebellious streak.
You might even say he fancies himself as "hot blooded."
Oh. [ Laughter ]
Delightful. More of this.
But it turns out that boys need their mothers after all.
Please don't.
Imagine my surprise when he came to me
and asked for re-entry into my world
through the kind attention of the Lemoncarbs.
I'd like to thank them for that favor.
You're not welcome. Never again!
Oh, no, Marshall, you didn't.
♪♪
[ Drills whirring ]
Bonnie: Good hole, Cake.
All our garbos are planted.
Setting the bomb timer... now.
[ Bombs beep ]
Huntress will infiltrate the throne room.
When the bombs go off, she'll shoot
the Vampire King's crown right off his head.
The ice-magic-created clouds will clear,
and, finally, all the vampires driven out of the hive
by garlic smoke will burn up in the daylight.
Uh, maybe we should workshop this plan.
♪♪
[ All coughing ]
We did it!
Yay!Yay!
No. Something's wrong. The sky's still cloudy.
♪♪
Nice try, meat.
Star. [ Grunts ]
Oh, I'm so happy our little artiste
is finally ready to get serious
and join the family business.
Isn't that right, Marshall?
You owe me.
Um, yeah. Maybe.
Mmm. Yes, I think you have something very marketable here.
We should definitely set up a meeting.
V.K., give us the crown, or I'll scratch you up.
Agents of light...
try summa these.
Aah!
It's funny.
I don't even need this gaudy thing to be powerful,
but I like going outside anytime I want.
Bonnie: I'm gonna stab your butt!
Try it, dweeb. [ Grunts ]
Daughter. Yeah, Dad?
Stop toying with your prey and finish her off.
Or toy with her in a more creative way.
Make it interesting.
[ Groans ]
Vampire King, you're a bad dad.
[ Gasps ] [ Grunts ]
Hana: We can forgive youthful mistakes
and years and years of embarrassing decisions.
Can't we, everyone? [ People murmuring ]
Baby, tell the people how grateful you are.
Ms. Abadeer, you're a bad mom.
Do something about your excitable little friend.
Gary you don't know how powerful she is.
You'll be blackballed by everyone here.
I don't care.
You deserve better than anything that creep could do for me.
Well.
I'm gonna suck out your other eyeball.
Choke on it. [ Grunts ]
It'd be so easy to stake you.
[ Grunts ] Oh-ho!
Uh, we should bail.
Wait.
Ha-ha. Good hit, honey.
He's distracted.
Cake, no.
Fionna. No, no, let me go.
Let's zap away now. No, I got this.
I see what you're tryin' to do.
[ Both grunt ]
Be careful. The remote.
Please, you're gonna --
[ Grunts ] Aah!
Eh?
[ Gasps ]
Hmm. Does kitty want attention?
Does she also seek annihilation?
You're kind of hot, but you have chicken feet.
[ Snarls ] Grab on.
[ Remote beeps ]
Ooh, I've seen a new thing.
-[ Laughs ] -[ Grunts ]
Bonnie, you know, you could join me.
What's the point?
The population's crashed, and you're running out of food.
Laughing all the way while the world goes down in flames.
[ Grunts ]
Dum-dum.
[ Both grunting ]
Baby girl. [ Roars ]
If you poof me, you'll die, too.
Together, then.
♪♪
Marshall!
♪♪