Original subtitles

(OPENING THEME PLAYING)

CHESTER: Knight to G5.

HAROLD: Ooh, Mr. Knight, you're so brave and handsome!

(BUNNICULA BABBLING INDISTINCTLY)

Oh, no, no. He's my handsome knight.

Kiss me, you fool.

(GRUNTING)

(LAUGHING)

MINA: Hey, guys, I'm home!

Aw, Mina.

Hey, did you miss me?

(EXHALES)

I have this huge test tomorrow.

I'm gonna be cramming all night.

So, to make up for not being able to hang out with you guys,

I brought you home some little presents.

For you, Harold, a doggie toothbrush!

And for Chester, a new binky.

(GASPS) Oh!

Is this cashmere?

Last but certainly not least,

little Bunnicula.

For you, a shiny eggplant.

(SNIFFING)

(LAUGHING)

Okay, guys, have fun. And try not to disturb me.

(HUMMING)

Hold up, hold up, hold up.

I think I better hold on to that for you.

Huh? (GROWLS)

Aw, it's okay, little guy.

You just need a responsible adult

to look after your crazy reactions to food.

Your tiny bunny-brain isn't able to make

-good, responsible choices. -(GROWLING)

Now, go on, hop around or whatever it is you...

(SCREAMING)

-(YELLING) -(GASPS)

Chester, I wouldn't worry.

Maybe we should just let him have that purple carrot.

Oh, are you kidding?

Do you remember all the stuff he put us through?

Rutabaga gave him telekinesis.

Turnips turned the house upside down,

wasabi made him spontaneously combust,

and let's not forget what leeks made him do.

It's never something easy with Bunnicula.

It's like we have a little child in the house.

We need to start protecting him from himself.

-HAROLD: Don't worry about it, Chester. -(SNEERING)

Everything is going to be fine.

(LAUGHS RAUCOUSLY)

HAROLD: Chess. Chester.

Chess.

Chester.

Chess, Chester. Chess, Chester.

Chess, Chester. Chess, Chester.

-Harold, cut it out! -Chess, Chester. Chess, Chester.

How am I supposed to concentrate?

-(CHUCKLES) Sorry. -Thank you.

Okay, now, let me...

(WHISPERING) Chess, Chester. Chess, Chester. Chess, Chester.

(BUNNICULA BABBLING INDISTINCTLY)

What in the world!

(BABBLING INDISTINCTLY)

He drank the eggplant juice,

and now something weird is up.

CHESTER: (GASPS) Harold!

-Bunnicula laid an egg! -(WHIMPERS)

He drained that eggplant, then I guess it just

popped out of him!

We gotta keep that little egg warm and safe

until Bunnicula comes back.

This is so Bunnicula.

Leaving us with his baby.

(GASPS)

Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Careful!

(SCREAMING)

The spawn of Bunnicula will be the end of us all!

Uh!

(SCREAMS)

(COOING)

(GASPS) It hatched!

Aw, he looks just like his daddy.

(GASPS) What should we name him?

Well, since he is the son of Bunnicula,

there is the obvious choice.

Yeah, you're right.

-Bunnicula Junior. -Seymour McFiddlekins.

What, Seymour McFiddlekins?

What kind of name is that?

That's awful.

His name has to be Bunnicula Junior.

And to make it easy, BJ for short.

-There, done. -Okay, yeah.

-BJ works. -There!

I named him, he's all yours now.

I did not sign up to be some kid's...

-Mama. -CHESTER: Mama?

No, no, no, no. I'm not your mama.

I'm Chester.

-I'm your daddy's friend. -(WHIMPERING)

Your real daddy left you alone with me in charge.

As if one monster rabbit wasn't enough,

now there's two?

(SIGHS)

Well, well, well, little Seymour McFiddlekins,

look who's decided to wake up from his sudden nap.

(GASPS) He's still here?

It wasn't some awful nightmare?

Nightmare?

He's been a little angel.

It must be my expert baby-handling skills.

HAROLD: Whoops, whoopsy-daisy.

Whoa! Whoop. Whoa! Whoop.

Come on, buddy. Whoa!

Babies have bendy heads.

Whoa! What are you doing?

You gotta cradle the baby's head.

Here, um, maybe, just pass him to me.

Pass him off? Oh.

-Okay, go long. -(GASPS)

No, no, no, no, just hand him to me. Gently.

Oh, okay.

-Here. -Gently.

That's good. (EXHALES)

Sheesh! At least I know not to treat you like a bobble-head.

(SCOFFS) I pretty much have to babysit your daddy all the time, anyway.

He's not exactly responsible, that's for sure.

-(CHUCKLES) He couldn't even take care of a house plant. -(CRYING)

Oh, oh, what'd I do? What'd I do?

Uh, maybe you should twirl his head around again.

I'm going over here now.

All right, BJ,

time for the starship to pass into the

-interdimensional wormhole! -(COOS)

(CHUCKLING)

(SHRIEKING)

(CHUCKLING)

(CHUCKLING)

-(CRYING) -(CHUCKLING)

-Who's got your nose? -(TRUMPETS)

I've got it. I've got your nose.

(GASPS)

(LAUGHING)

(GROWLING)

(YELLING)

-Goo-goo-ga-ga... -That's it, BJ.

One step at a time.

(CHUCKLES)

Uh, BJ? Whoa!

Time to put Uncle Chester down!

(CHUCKLING)

-Wait a minute, never mind, BJ. -(DOGS BARKING)

No, no, no, no! No, no, no, no!

-(DOGS BARKING) -(CHESTER SCREAMING)

(GIGGLING)

(CRYING)

Harold. Harold? Wake up!

He won't sleep, he won't stop crying.

Have you tried burping him?

Maybe his little bunny-tummy is upset.

You think so, Harold?

Ah!

Is that it, little guy? Is it?

-Is it your bunny-tummy? -Uh-huh.

(SIGHS) Pet, pet, pet.

(BELCHES)

There. All...

(GROANS) Ah. Ew.

(COOING)

-(GIGGLING) -That's it.

I can't do this anymore, Harold.

Bunnicula's never coming back.

(SIGHS) We're gonna have to start saving up

for little league uniforms. (GROANS)

(PANTING) Braces!

College tuition!

(GROANS) Ugh.

And a mop.

A very large mop.

(GIGGLING)

I can't believe I'm gonna say this right now,

but nothing would make me happier

than to see Bunnicula walk right through that front door.

HAROLD: Oh, it's okay, Chestie.

-We'll get through this. -(GROANING).

(LAUGHING)

(CRYING)

(MIMICKING CHESTER)

(LAUGHING)

-What? -Uh.

I don't know how you got out of my sight.

But, it's okay. Chester is here.

And Harold is on his way, too.

Hold on, baby Bun. Uncle Harold's coming!

(GRUNTING)

How do people do this?

Look, BJ. Taking care of you hasn't been easy.

But your father Bunnicula is my friend.

And friends don't let each other down when things get hard.

I'm gonna get you down from here safe and sound, okay?

Now, stay very still.

-(BABBLING) -Let's go back home.

Whoa! Whoa!

(SCREAMS)

(BABBLING)

Oh, no, BJ.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

If only your dad were here.

Bunnicula, where are you?

-Oh. -Oh.

What are you doing?

-(CHUCKLING) -(GASPS) What?

It was you all the time?

Wait till I get my hands on you, Bunnicula.

Do you have any idea how much danger you put us in?

Of all the scheming, conniving, irresponsible, immature,

dunderheaded... (GRUNTS)

Whoa! Bunnicula!

Ah!

Whoa!

(CHESTER SCREAMS)

(GRUNTING) Oh, hello.

Mmm.

Uh-oh. (SCREAMS)

(CLANGING)

Yay! BJ, woo-hoo! We did it.

We all saved the day. The three of us.

Equally heroic.

Harold, this isn't BJ. It's Bunnicula.

He was disguised as BJ to play a trick on us.

Yeah, real funny, right?

Hey, how did you do that, anyway?

(BABBLING INDISTINCTLY)

-(LAUGHS) -HAROLD: But how did you get so small?

(LAUGHING)

HAROLD: (CHUCKLES) You looked really cute.

HAROLD: So when we showed up you were inside.

-(BUNNICULA LAUGHING) -Harold, Bunnicula laid an egg.

Well, that's a pretty genius plan, Bunnicula.

-Whoa! -You were your own baby.

That is so cool. I wanna be my own baby sometime.

-(SQUEAKING) -Is there something else you'd like to add to that?

An apology, perhaps?

-Mmm-mmm. -What do you mean no?

After all you put me through?

You bit my fingers,

-you spit up pea soup on me... -(HAROLD LAUGHS)

...I risked my life for you

and, most of all,

I changed your diaper!

Hmm.

(BABBLING)

I can tell by the look in your eyes that

that gibberish means you're sorry.

Thank you. But you owe me a big one for this. Big.

And I think I know just what I want.

Aw, baby's little tootsies are getting chilly.

Can you cover my little tootsies?

(LAUGHING)

Well, it looks like two can play Bunnicula's little game.

And old Chester just called a checkmate.

Well, good thing he never drained that purple carrot.

Who knows what that would have really done to him?

(PURRING)

(STOMACH GROWLING)

(GROWLING)