Bunnicula (2016) s01e28 Episode Script

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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNARLS)
(LAUGHS)
MECHANIZED VOICE: Sudoku.
Ah Ah Sudoku.
Ah Ah
Oh, electric
sudoku puzzle game,
you're the only thing that
can calm my sensitive nerves.
My security blanket.
-My shoulder
-(GROWLING)
(METALLIC RATTLING)
-(BEEPING)
-Domo arigato, Mr. Sudoku.
Truly, truly,
most prized possession.
What?
Who? Ahhh!
Sudoku-kun.
-(FOOTSTEPS THUMPING)
-(CREAKS)
Mmm? Oh, hey, Mr. Painting.
Just hanging around, huh?
(CHUCKLING) Hanging around.
(LAUGHS) That's rich.
(GASPS)
My bone ran away.
You too, Harold.
What is going on around here?
I wonder if Bunnicula knows.
(LIPS SMACKING)
Hey, Bunnicula, have you
noticed all the mysterious
thievery?
It's like there's a constant
presence, watching us
taking things we like.
Tell me I'm not
being irrational.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
(GROANS)
He's on the trail.
Hmm
MINA: Bun-bun.
What are you doing
in this part of the building?
(LOCKS OPENING)
(KEYS RATTLING)
-(HUMMING)
-Oh! I
Sorry, sir.
Eh.
That strange little man.
(HUMMING)
Hey, Dad, do you know
anything about that guy
living in Apartment 13?
Oh, yes.
That's Mr. Molesbee,
one of our oldest
and most reliable tenants.
Why? You weren't
bothering him, were you?
No, I just ran into him while
looking for my missing phone.
It weirdly disappeared
the other day.
Well, I hope you
can find it, Mina.
I can't be buying
new phones all the time
like some Hollywood bigshot.
Times are tough, you know.
Is that why we're eating
cereal for dinner?
(SLURPING AND CHOKING)
Stay away from
Apartment 13, Mina.
Beware!
Beware!
But, yeah.
Don't go to Apartment 13.
Uh I wasn't gonna.
So, you're saying this
Mr. Molesbee guy is behind
all our stuff disappearing?
Mmm-hmm.
Well, I'd say that's
reason to enter a man's
private residency.
'Cause Chester-san
wants his sudoku back!
Bunnicula!
Mmm, gross.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
It's, uh, little darker
and, uh, mustier than
I thought it would be.
It smells like
almonds and soap.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Oh. Huh?
What do we have here?
Cans of earthworms?
I fear what
I don't understand.
Oh, wow!
Check this out, you guys.
It's an old dollhouse.
It looks just
like the Orlock building.
And look, there's even
little figures of us.
Ooh, I'm grumpy Chester,
because I live in the toilet.
And I'm Harold,
think I'll chill up here
on the roof,
and gaze at the stars.
Am I the only one
who's incredibly unnerved
by all this?
(MUMBLES)
Hey, you know,
what's really scary?
Check out how
huge this old book is.
CHESTER: It's a record
of the Orlock's history.
Everyone who's ever lived
here must be documented.
We can finally know
who Mr. Molesbee really is.
Let's see.
(SOFTLY)
Here, apartment number 13
Wait
This, this can't be right.
1833?
How could this guy have lived
here for almost 200 years?
(BUNNICULA SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
HAROLD: Yeah, you'd think
he'd be worm food by now.
That's not funny. (GASPS)
-(DOOR CREAKING)
-Scatter!
(MUMBLING)
(WHIMPERING)
(GASPING)
All right, trespassers,
reveal yourselves.
Desk, table, chandelier.
Front and center.
That's right.
There's no hiding
from Mr. Molesbee.
Shame, shame, and shame.
You're all shamed.
Uh, are we in trouble
for breaking into
your creepy apartment?
Yes.
We only came in here because
I our stuff went missing.
Wait a minute.
How are you
understanding us right now?
You're a human.
They're unto us.
What do we do?
This has never
happened before.
Quiet! Quiet!
Uh, is there something wrong?
No turning back now.
Well, Mr. Curious Cat,
you ought to know by now
that things are never
what they seem.
(GASPS)
Uh, wait.
Moles? Seriously,
we're being antagonized
by moles?
What is this?
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Well, if it isn't
our old chum, Bunnicula.
Yes, you were there
when it all happened,
weren't you?
On the day of reckoning
(TRANSYLVANIAN ACCENT)
Ah, my dear Bunnicula,
won't it be grand
to have out new summer home?
-Uh-huh.
-(LAUGHS) Blah.
What incarnation
is all that rigmarole?
-Papa, I'm frightened.
-Quiet, you.
It's probably
just another storm.
Yeah, eat your earthworm.
That goes for the rest of you.
Here, Bunnicula,
would you like to
break ground? Blah.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
-(THUDDING)
-(ALL GASP)
-(ALL SCREAMING)
-Badgers!
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
-(ALL SCREAMING)
-Go, go, go, go!
(CRASHES)
MOLE: Homeless,
poor and full of rage,
we took it upon ourselves
to collect the first of many
entitlements, a disguise.
Together, we assumed
the identity of one
Mr. Molesbee.
Our ancestors thought
it to be a clever name,
because it had
the word "mole" in it.
And no one ever caught
on to our brilliant ruse,
until today.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
Look, not that we don't
appreciate the history lesson,
but could I just have
my electronic sudoku
puzzle game back?
'Fraid not. We already
hawked it at the pawn shop
for some cold hard cash.
BOTH: Hello, Mr. Lincoln.
Hey, that was mine!
Nothing is anybody's.
We live in a world
of finders-keepers.
You got to do
whatever you can to survive.
That's why we keep track
of everyone in the building
so we can sneak up
and take whatever we can
sell for rent money.
The Hey! What the
All right, which one of you
chewed up tenant number seven?
(SPITTING OUT)
I got bored during your story.
Argh, but no matter, in time
we will accumulate
enough wealth
to buy off the whole building.
And reclaim our homeland.
Get away from me.
(GROANING)
Guys, they're hostile.
Well, if it's
a fight they want,
it's a fight they'll get.
Come on, boys,
just like we rehearsed,
activate defensive formation.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTING)
(YELLING)
Ow!
(METALLIC CLANKING)
They're malevolent moles.
(CLANKING)
Yeah, they're
fighting pretty rough.
(SPEAKING GIBBERISH)
(GRUNTING)
(YELLS)
-(PANTS)
-(LAUGHING)
(GRUNTING)
(SHOUTING)
Ow.
Huh?
(PANTING)
-They're getting away!
-They'll expose our secret.
Hush and shush.
They can't hide from us.
(PANTING)
I think we lost 'em.
(SCREAMS)
(PANTING)
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
(PANTING)
Save us.
Save us, you fools!
(GROANING) Harold, help!
Wow!
You really can gaze
at the stars from up here.
(STRAINING) I can't hold on
much longer.
(SCREAMING)
-(THUDDING)
-(GROANING)
Hey, that's our skin suit.
Give it back!
-Give it back!
-ALL: Give it.
Oh, stop it.
Look, just take it easy
with the whole taking over
the building thing.
Some nice people live here.
And stop stealing from us.
Mina's apartment
is now off-limits.
If you must, go to
the guy in number eight.
He's always playing his
music too loud anyway.
Oh, yeah, we hate that guy.
-Lousy rap music.
-Boy, I'll say.
-Can't argue with that.
-I'm more partial
to trip-hop myself.
So, are we agreed?
-Fine!
-(ALL GRUNT)
All right, here you go,
you little klepto-freaks.
MOLES: Yay!
Wow, you guys,
all I got to say is
Holy moly!
We find that expression
extremely offensive.
Shame on you again.
Ooh.
-Mr. Molesbee, fine day today!
-Eh.
(SNIFFING)
Ah, now I don't have
to feel guilty for splurging
at the pawn shop.
Oh, cool. What did you get?
This nifty sudoku game.
(GASPS)
MECHANIZED VOICE:
Sudoku. Ah Ah
(LAUGHS) Okay, then.
And look, a practically
new phone for you.
What! Thanks, Dad.
Huh, it even
has my name on it.
Written in my own handwriting.
I fear
what I don't understand.
Also, I went to the market
on the way home.
We've upgraded to Store Brand.
Dad, I think
I need more vegetables.
I know, but I don't know
what keeps happening to them!
Huh? (CHUCKLES)