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Title: Hotel Transylvania – part 8

Text:

Where are we going?

Just getting rid of you

through a secret tunnel
so she does not see us.

So, can I ask you a question?

Is that real, about the garlic thing?

Yes, I cannot have it. My throat swells.

Wooden stake to the heart?

Yeah, well, who wouldn't that kill?

Here we go.

I'm sorry. I'm a little lost.

Yes, I know it's your honeymoon.
I apologize.

Go back to doing what you were doing.

I'm not down here much.


It's meant to be
an exit if humans ever invade.

So, I'm, like, the first human here?
That's really cool.

Oh, boy.

I think this is it.

- What's happening?
- I'm terribly sorry.

- My mistake.
- What is wrong with you people?

Oh, man. This place is amazing.

Okay, I could really use
some silence right now.

All right, third time's a...

Drac.

Yes, Frankie?

Hey, buddy, what you been doing?

Don't move.

Never mind that. What you been doing?

We wanted to practice our
big number for Mavis's party,

and then these losers
wouldn't get off the bandstand.

Okay. Put down Zombie Mozart,

Bach and Beethoven this instant.

Did you get to rehearse
at all, Zombie Beethoven?

Listen, Drac, we wanted to
play something, like old times.

We even thought maybe you'd sing with us.

Come on, fellas. You know that
I haven't sung in public since Martha.

Yeah, but we just thought
how much, you know, Mavis would love it.

I said no!

Don't ask me again!

Okay. Now, let's hug the zombies.
Let's all make up.

- He really scared you.
- I wasn't scared.

I was being polite, okay?

Hey. What are you doing here?
I thought you were planning.

I never caught your name.

My name's Mavis.

Mavis? That's a pretty neat name.

Yeah, my mom picked it.

So, are you going to tell me your name?

Me? My name? Good question.

Well, obviously, I'm Frankenstein.

No, you're not.
Frankenstein is my uncle over there.

The gentleman hugging Zombie Mozart.

Right. Of course, he's your uncle.

Well, see, I'm not \"the\" Frankenstein.

I'm his cousin, Johnnystein.

- Johnnystein?
- Hey, Mavis.

Who is that?

Are these monsters going to kill me?

Not as long as they think you're a monster.

That's kind of racist.

We'll talk later.

- Is he making fun of me?
- No, no.

Of course he's not, because he's...

He's your cousin, Johnnystein.

Yes, yes, yes.

I don't have no cousin.

No, no, you do. He's your sixth
cousin, three times removed.

On your right arm's side.

You have a cousin?

Frank, if your arm could talk,

he would tell you that the original owner
of your arm had a brother.

Who married a woman.

- Who was...
- For strangling a pig.

I have pig-strangling blood in my arm?

That's kind of cool.

Well, cuz, great to meet you.

So, what brings you here, Johnny?

- What was that?
- Oh, sorry.

I should really clear my
throat before I speak.

Anyway, what brings you here?

Party planner.

Yes, I have recruited Mr. Stein here
to help me with Mavis's birthday party.

Wait a minute, you asked
someone to help you?

Captain Control Freak?

It's Count... And yes, I thought having
a Mavis contemporary would be useful.

Yeah, he totally needed
a fresher perspective.

Okay, Johnny, Mr. Tight Coffin over here

was planning to have these
powdered lame-os play at the party.

So, anyways, we thought
we could liven things up a bit.

You all play?
Let's check you guys out!

♪ Girl

♪ I can't believe it's
your big night

♪ Seems like only yesterday
you were eating mosquitoes

♪ But now you're eating
frogs and mice

♪ Scarfing them down
like Doritos

♪ Tell me

♪ Where did the
time go, girl? ♪

Hold on, guys.

Stop.

That's cute, but kind of old school.

Yes, thank you, Johnny.

You got to totally tempo things up.

Here, let me show you.

Werewolf man, give me a jam!

Two, three, four!

♪ Vampire girl with
the fangy fangs

♪ Hair real cute
with the bangy bangs

♪ Little princess
gonna be a queen

♪ Legal bat lady turning 118 ♪

- 118!
- Say 118!

118!

Yeah! Stage dive!

Awesome.

I am so blown away right now.

I think my cuz is gonna
make this the best party ever!

Yeah! Maybe he can find
a way to get me some chicks.

We should do a dance contest!

We're not doing any of that.

We've got to stay on schedule, all right?

All right, Dad, all right.

- Johnny, you're coming, too.
- I don't know.

- Is it cool with Dracula?
- Johnny, come with us.