Bunnicula (2016) s03e13 Episode Script
Wag the Dog
1
(OPENING THEME PLAYING)
(HISSES)
(LAUGHING)
This is it.
It's you and me.
I'm going to get you, tail,
if it's the last thing I do!
(SCREAMS)
Get over here, you!
Hey! Harold,
watch where you're going!
I'm gonna get you!
Suffer.
Get you, tail.
Harold, stop it.
(SCREAMS)
Yee-haw!
(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)
Stop! Help!
I'm getting trampled.
Whoa! (SCREAMING)
(NINA'S DAD SINGING)
Got my tennis balls!
Huh?
What's gotten into
you fellas?
You guys made a mess!
And here I was, thinking I'd
share some of these tennis
balls with you.
Not anymore.
Great! Nina's dad thinks
we made a mess.
And we're missing out
on all those tennis balls.
It's so unfair,
huh, guys?
How's it unfair for you?
You caused the mess!
Hey, hey, hey.
I'm just as much
a victim as you are.
It was my tail's fault.
(WHISPERS) I can't control
him anymore.
I think he has a mind
of his own.
You expect us
to believe that?
(MOANS)
You control your tail
and you made this mess.
Yes. (BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Let's go before Harold gets
us into anymore trouble.
HAROLD:
I'm telling you the truth.
My tail has
a mind of it's own!
CHESTER: No, it doesn't.
BUNNICULA: No, it doesn't.
(GROANS)
(MALE VOICE LAUGHING)
MALE VOICE: I knew they
wouldn't believe you, Harold.
Huh? Who said that?
MALE VOICE:
I'm right behind you.
But soon, you'll be
behind me.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
(GASPING)
Tail, you can talk?
You've been extra hard to
control lately, but you've
never talked before.
How is this possible?
TAIL: It happened
a few days ago.
You were playingwith static electricity.
Zap!
Quite a juvenile display.
Zap.
Zap!
Harold, what're you
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(YAWNS)
Zap.
(EXCLAIMS IN JOY)
Bunnicula! No, no!
(GROANS)
No, no! (SCREAMS)
TAIL:But you weretampering with a force
that your simple mindcould not comprehend.
You zapped a contraption thatamplified your charge,thus giving me life.
And what a life you'vegiven me.
Rubbing my face in the dirt.
Subjecting me tothe foulest smells.
(FARTING)
(TAIL GROANING AND COUGHING)
And shaking me to
my very core!
(TAIL MOANING)
Oh, yeah!
I remember that.
Good times.
TAIL:
No, they were not
good times.
I'm tired of you
ruling over me,
you oaf.
You've made
my life miserable.
And now, I'm going to
return the favor.
From now on,
this tail wags the dog.
(FUNKY EVIL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SCREAMS)
Ooh!
(GASPS)
(SIGHS)
Huh?
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Ah!
(GRUNTS)
(WHIMPERING)
Harold's been acting
really strange,
even for Harold.
We need to help him.
(GIBBERS IN AGREEMENT)
(HAROLD GROANING)
You're not in charge.
I'm in charge.
You're the tail
and I'm the head.
Don't look at me
like that.
Harold, would you mind having
a seat for a second?
I'll try,
if my tail lets me.
(GROANS) Stop being
so difficult.
Almost there.
You do what I tell you.
You do what I tell you!
(PANTING) So what's up?
Bunnicula and I
want to help you through
the power of psychology.
Uh-huh.
We're going to
help you realize
this is all in your head.
It's not in my head
It's in my tail.
(GIBBERING)
Hey, wait now,
what're you writing?
Trust us, Harold.
Relax and close your eyes.
Oh, all right.
CHESTER:
Imagine yourself
on the beach.
In a distance,
you see a boat.
On that boat,
you see a captain.
Look carefully
at the captain, Harold.
The captain is you.
(EXCLAIMS)
Now open your eyes,
Harold, and
Wait a second.
Harold,
did you draw this?
Are those stink lines?
(GIBBERS)
No, it wasn't me.
It must've been my tail.
Harold, you have hurt every
last one of my feelings.
(SOBBING)
It wasn't me. I would
Chester.
(GRUNTS)
(CHUCKLES)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
(BEEPING)
(LAUGHING)
Tail, you were mean
to my friend.
TAIL: If they were really
your friends,
they'd believe you, Harold.
That's not true.
Besides, none of this will
matter once I'm in charge.
After tonight.
(LAUGHS EVILLY)
What was that last part?
Oh, uh, nothing.
Um (LAUGHS SLYLY)
(THUNDER CRASHING)
(SNORING)
TAIL: It's time!
(CONTINUES SNORING)
(HAROLD CONTINUES SNORING)
That's not real bacon.
(GRUNTS)
(MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY)
(GRUNTING)
Oh, so many squirrels.
TAIL: Oh, forget it.
Oh, Nina's bed is
lumpy tonight.
(SNORING)
(THUDDING)
TAIL: Harold. Harold.
Wake up, Harold.
What? Where am I?
Tail, what're you up to?
TAIL: I'm about to take
control of our lives,
you fumbling fool.
With one lightning strike,
my machine will swap
my place with your head.
Finally, putting me in charge
of your body.
It's the end
for you, Harold.
Oh, literally.
(LAUGHS)
You're mad.
You're mad!
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
This Harold's tail situation
is getting out of hand.
I can't imagine it
getting any worse.
HAROLD:
Whoa! Help, guys!
I spoke too soon.
We're coming, Harold.
(YELLS)
(TAIL LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Harold!
Chester, Bunnicula! Help!
Harold, what're you
doing to yourself?
TAIL: It's not Harold,
it's me!
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
Did his tail just talk?
Behold. In mere moments
I will be in charge.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(EXCLAIMING)
Is my butt
really this big?
(EXCLAIMING)
(GRUNTING)
Oh, no. Bunnicula!
What're we gonna do?
(SCATTING)
Time for some
night tennis.
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Night tennis.
A rubber ball might be able
to penetrate the electrical
field.
(HAROLD WHIMPERING)
That helmet must be
the key to
the brain switching.
If I throw the ball at just
the right angle,
I can knock off Harold's
helmet and save him.
I've only got one
shot at this.
Make it count, Chester.
Here goes nothing!
Chester, throw better.
(MOANS)
(GRUNTS)
Aha!
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
TAIL: It's nearly complete.
No!
Hey, my hat.
TAIL:
What have you done?
(SCREAMS) No!
Where am I?
What's happened to me?
I feel so, spherical.
Is that your tail?
Yay! I got
my own tail back.
Oh, I missed you
so much, old tail.
Come here,
let me hug you.
(PANTING)
Stop running!
This is wondrous.
I'm finally independent
and free.
No more Harold.
I can do whatever I want.
I can bounce over here.
I can roll over there.
I can bounce and roll
(SCREAMS)
Well, sorry for not
believing you, Harold.
Yeah, we're sorry, Harold.
That's okay, guys.
I don't know if I would've
believed in myself.
It was
a pretty crazy story.
I guess you could say,
it was quite a "tail".
What? No good?
(SCREAMING)
Hey, one came back.
I'm getting pretty good
at this.
BALL: What do you think
you're doing? No!
(BALL SCREAMING)
Hey, hey. I'm doing it.
I'm really doing it.
BALL: (SHOUTING) No!
(CLOSING THEMES MUSIC PLAYING)
(OPENING THEME PLAYING)
(HISSES)
(LAUGHING)
This is it.
It's you and me.
I'm going to get you, tail,
if it's the last thing I do!
(SCREAMS)
Get over here, you!
Hey! Harold,
watch where you're going!
I'm gonna get you!
Suffer.
Get you, tail.
Harold, stop it.
(SCREAMS)
Yee-haw!
(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)
Stop! Help!
I'm getting trampled.
Whoa! (SCREAMING)
(NINA'S DAD SINGING)
Got my tennis balls!
Huh?
What's gotten into
you fellas?
You guys made a mess!
And here I was, thinking I'd
share some of these tennis
balls with you.
Not anymore.
Great! Nina's dad thinks
we made a mess.
And we're missing out
on all those tennis balls.
It's so unfair,
huh, guys?
How's it unfair for you?
You caused the mess!
Hey, hey, hey.
I'm just as much
a victim as you are.
It was my tail's fault.
(WHISPERS) I can't control
him anymore.
I think he has a mind
of his own.
You expect us
to believe that?
(MOANS)
You control your tail
and you made this mess.
Yes. (BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Let's go before Harold gets
us into anymore trouble.
HAROLD:
I'm telling you the truth.
My tail has
a mind of it's own!
CHESTER: No, it doesn't.
BUNNICULA: No, it doesn't.
(GROANS)
(MALE VOICE LAUGHING)
MALE VOICE: I knew they
wouldn't believe you, Harold.
Huh? Who said that?
MALE VOICE:
I'm right behind you.
But soon, you'll be
behind me.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
(GASPING)
Tail, you can talk?
You've been extra hard to
control lately, but you've
never talked before.
How is this possible?
TAIL: It happened
a few days ago.
You were playingwith static electricity.
Zap!
Quite a juvenile display.
Zap.
Zap!
Harold, what're you
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
(YAWNS)
Zap.
(EXCLAIMS IN JOY)
Bunnicula! No, no!
(GROANS)
No, no! (SCREAMS)
TAIL:But you weretampering with a force
that your simple mindcould not comprehend.
You zapped a contraption thatamplified your charge,thus giving me life.
And what a life you'vegiven me.
Rubbing my face in the dirt.
Subjecting me tothe foulest smells.
(FARTING)
(TAIL GROANING AND COUGHING)
And shaking me to
my very core!
(TAIL MOANING)
Oh, yeah!
I remember that.
Good times.
TAIL:
No, they were not
good times.
I'm tired of you
ruling over me,
you oaf.
You've made
my life miserable.
And now, I'm going to
return the favor.
From now on,
this tail wags the dog.
(FUNKY EVIL MUSIC PLAYING)
(SCREAMS)
Ooh!
(GASPS)
(SIGHS)
Huh?
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Ah!
(GRUNTS)
(WHIMPERING)
Harold's been acting
really strange,
even for Harold.
We need to help him.
(GIBBERS IN AGREEMENT)
(HAROLD GROANING)
You're not in charge.
I'm in charge.
You're the tail
and I'm the head.
Don't look at me
like that.
Harold, would you mind having
a seat for a second?
I'll try,
if my tail lets me.
(GROANS) Stop being
so difficult.
Almost there.
You do what I tell you.
You do what I tell you!
(PANTING) So what's up?
Bunnicula and I
want to help you through
the power of psychology.
Uh-huh.
We're going to
help you realize
this is all in your head.
It's not in my head
It's in my tail.
(GIBBERING)
Hey, wait now,
what're you writing?
Trust us, Harold.
Relax and close your eyes.
Oh, all right.
CHESTER:
Imagine yourself
on the beach.
In a distance,
you see a boat.
On that boat,
you see a captain.
Look carefully
at the captain, Harold.
The captain is you.
(EXCLAIMS)
Now open your eyes,
Harold, and
Wait a second.
Harold,
did you draw this?
Are those stink lines?
(GIBBERS)
No, it wasn't me.
It must've been my tail.
Harold, you have hurt every
last one of my feelings.
(SOBBING)
It wasn't me. I would
Chester.
(GRUNTS)
(CHUCKLES)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
(BEEPING)
(LAUGHING)
Tail, you were mean
to my friend.
TAIL: If they were really
your friends,
they'd believe you, Harold.
That's not true.
Besides, none of this will
matter once I'm in charge.
After tonight.
(LAUGHS EVILLY)
What was that last part?
Oh, uh, nothing.
Um (LAUGHS SLYLY)
(THUNDER CRASHING)
(SNORING)
TAIL: It's time!
(CONTINUES SNORING)
(HAROLD CONTINUES SNORING)
That's not real bacon.
(GRUNTS)
(MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY)
(GRUNTING)
Oh, so many squirrels.
TAIL: Oh, forget it.
Oh, Nina's bed is
lumpy tonight.
(SNORING)
(THUDDING)
TAIL: Harold. Harold.
Wake up, Harold.
What? Where am I?
Tail, what're you up to?
TAIL: I'm about to take
control of our lives,
you fumbling fool.
With one lightning strike,
my machine will swap
my place with your head.
Finally, putting me in charge
of your body.
It's the end
for you, Harold.
Oh, literally.
(LAUGHS)
You're mad.
You're mad!
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
This Harold's tail situation
is getting out of hand.
I can't imagine it
getting any worse.
HAROLD:
Whoa! Help, guys!
I spoke too soon.
We're coming, Harold.
(YELLS)
(TAIL LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Harold!
Chester, Bunnicula! Help!
Harold, what're you
doing to yourself?
TAIL: It's not Harold,
it's me!
(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)
Did his tail just talk?
Behold. In mere moments
I will be in charge.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(EXCLAIMING)
Is my butt
really this big?
(EXCLAIMING)
(GRUNTING)
Oh, no. Bunnicula!
What're we gonna do?
(SCATTING)
Time for some
night tennis.
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Night tennis.
A rubber ball might be able
to penetrate the electrical
field.
(HAROLD WHIMPERING)
That helmet must be
the key to
the brain switching.
If I throw the ball at just
the right angle,
I can knock off Harold's
helmet and save him.
I've only got one
shot at this.
Make it count, Chester.
Here goes nothing!
Chester, throw better.
(MOANS)
(GRUNTS)
Aha!
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
TAIL: It's nearly complete.
No!
Hey, my hat.
TAIL:
What have you done?
(SCREAMS) No!
Where am I?
What's happened to me?
I feel so, spherical.
Is that your tail?
Yay! I got
my own tail back.
Oh, I missed you
so much, old tail.
Come here,
let me hug you.
(PANTING)
Stop running!
This is wondrous.
I'm finally independent
and free.
No more Harold.
I can do whatever I want.
I can bounce over here.
I can roll over there.
I can bounce and roll
(SCREAMS)
Well, sorry for not
believing you, Harold.
Yeah, we're sorry, Harold.
That's okay, guys.
I don't know if I would've
believed in myself.
It was
a pretty crazy story.
I guess you could say,
it was quite a "tail".
What? No good?
(SCREAMING)
Hey, one came back.
I'm getting pretty good
at this.
BALL: What do you think
you're doing? No!
(BALL SCREAMING)
Hey, hey. I'm doing it.
I'm really doing it.
BALL: (SHOUTING) No!
(CLOSING THEMES MUSIC PLAYING)