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♪♪
♪ Here's a nice normal girl in an ordinary world ♪
♪ Show us your fangs ♪
♪ Yay! Mona! ♪
♪ Life goes on, like it's weird ♪
♪ Soon it's everything you fear ♪
♪ Show us your fangs ♪
♪ Yay! Mona! ♪
♪ Grab your cat ♪
♪ Grab your cape ♪
♪ Boogeyman, there's no escape ♪
♪ Give a heebie-jeebie grin ♪
♪ Fight those nasties till you win ♪
♪ (Till you win) ♪
Ahhhhhhhhh!
♪ Check the mail, there's a ghoul ♪
♪ And a Mummy is loose at school ♪
♪ Show us your fangs ♪
♪ Yay! Mona! ♪
♪ Show us your fangs ♪
♪ Yay! Mona! ♪
♪ Show us your fangs ♪
♪ Yay! Mona! ♪
♪ Here's a nice normal girl ♪
♪ In an extraordinary world ♪
♪ Mona the vampire! ♪
(Shouting) Yay! Mona!
(BALL BOUNCES)
(BOOK CLATTERS)
ARE YOU SURE IT'S HERE?
POSITIVE!
FOUND IT! THE BOOK OF THE SLIMY.
NOW WE CAN REVIEW SOME OF OUR PAST VICTORIES.
(WHOOSH!)
(GASPS)
WHOA! THE SPIRITS ARE REALLY RESTLESS...
MAYBE TODAY'S NOT A GOOD IDEA...
MOM: MONA!
BE DOWN IN A SECOND, MOM.
I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.
MRS. BRYERSON: I TELL YOU,
MY GRANDDAUGHTER'S MORE FUN
THAN MY LATEST VIDEO GAME SYSTEM.
AND A LOT LESS COMPLICATED.
DAD: I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW CUTE SHE IS.
MOM: COOCHY COOCHY COO... COOCHY COO...
OH NO!
(FOOTSTEPS)
LILY: WHAT'S WRONG?
MONA: MONSTER BABIES ARE BACK!
BUT THIS TIME IT'S A GIRL!
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
CHARLEY, DON'T TELL ME YOU'VE FORGOTTEN OUR BATTLE
WITH MY AUNT PAT'S TERRIBLE TODDLER MELVIN THE MONSTER.
NO!
HOW 'BOUT A GAME OF SPACE BLASTERS?
MELVIN: NO! (TOY CLATTERS)
MONA: SPACE BALL?
NO!
MONA: SUPER GHOULS TRADING CARDS?
NO! (LAUGHING)
HOW COULD I FORGET!
LILY, YOU'RE LUCKY YOU WEREN'T WITH US THAT DAY.
HE PUT THE RAT IN BRAT.
MOM: MONA! WE'RE WAITING!
I GOTTA GET THIS NEW MONSTER BABY OUT OF THE HOUSE.
RESCUE ME IF I'M NOT BACK IN ONE MINUTE.
CHARLEY: OKAY, BUT JUST BE CAREFUL.
REMEMBER, THE YOUNGER THE MONSTER BABY,
THE STRONGER THE POWERS.
(GIGGLES AND BABY BABBLING)
OOOH, LOOK AT THAT.
GOO-GOO, GAA-GAA?
MONA, YOU HAD A CUTEY WOOTY OUTFIT
LIKE BABY BERTHA'S WHEN YOU WERE JUSTA WITTLE BABY.
DAD: CAN I HOLD HER?
(GIGGLES)
I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW CUTE SHE IS.
MONA'S BEEN DOWN THERE WAY TOO LONG.
LILY: UNHAND MONA THE VAMPIRE!
YOU MONSTER BABY!
RELAX GUYS, IT'S OKAY.
DAD: (LAUGHING)
THIS IS THE KIND OF WACKY FUN YOU CAN EXPECT
WHEN BABY BERTHA GROWS UP.
THIS BABY'S NO MONSTER
SHE'S ADORABLE.
MOM: HEY BERNICE,
WHY DON'T WE TAKE BABY BERTHA FOR A WALK IN THE PARK
TO GIVE YOU AND YOUR MOM SOME TIME TOGETHER?
GREAT!
BERNICE CAN HELP ME SORT OUT WHICH OF MY PICKLED BEETS
HAVE GONE BAD IN THE BASEMENT.
DAD: GOO GOO, GAA GAA...
MOM: WHO'S A LITTLE ANGEL?
YOU ARE, YES YOU ARE.
OH LOOK, SHE WINKED AT ME.
ALL I HAD TO DO WAS TWIST MY FACE.
SHE'S SOOO CUTE!
MONA: I GUESS THAT GOES TO SHOW THAT NOT ALL BABIES ARE MONSTERS.
I DON'T KNOW, MONA.
SHE'S MORE LIKE CREEPY CUTE.
YEAH, JUST LOOK AT HOW
EVERYONE IS ACTING LIKE A BABY AROUND HER.
IT'S TOO WEIRD.
LOOK OVER HERE! DOO DOODOO.
(GIGGLES)
YOU'RE RIGHT.
(DROOLING)
ADULTS: PADDYCAKE! PADDYCAKE! BAKER'S MAN.
NO!
WHOA - OOF!
MONA, ARE YOU OKAY?
WHAT'S THE BIG RUSH?
OH, OH NOTHING.
I-I-I-I THOUGHT - I MEAN...
I'LL-I'LL CATCH UP WITH YOU LATER.
MONA: BABY BERTHA ISN'T A "MONSTER BABY" SHE'S A "BABY CHARMER."
WHAT EXACTLY IS A BABY CHARMER?
MONA: THE MOST DECEPTIVE OF PARANORMAL BABIES.
THEY'RE LIKE REGULAR BABIES
EXCEPT THEY HAVE A SPECIAL POWER OF CHARMING OTHERS
LILY: WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT?
MONA: TO GET THE ONE THING ALL BABIES CRAVE:
THE COMPANY OF OTHER BABIES.
LUCKILY EACH BABY CHARMER HAS A WEAKNESS
THAT CAN BREAK ITS POWERS FOREVER.
WE JUST HAVE TO FIND OUT WHAT HER WEAKNESS IS.
SHHH!
THE BABY CHARMER.
(GIGGLES)
MONA'S PARENTS: (GIGGLING)
SHE'S TURNED MY PARENTS INTO BABIES AGAIN!
WE GOTTA DO SOMETHING FAST!
BABY BERTHA: (GIGGLING)
BABY BERTHA: (CRIES)
DAD: MONA! YOU NEED TO BE CAREFUL PLAYING WITH LITTLE BABIES.
MONA: BUT DAD, SHE'S-
YOU COULD'VE POKED HER EYE OUT.
BUT MOM!
DAD: NO BUTS.
BABIES ARE DELICATE LITTLE CREATURES.
MORE LIKE CREEPY BABY CHARMER CREATURES.
THIS BABY CHARMER IS SO POWERFULLY CUTE
IT'S GONNA TAKE ALL THREE OF US TO DEFEAT IT.
MEOW!
OH, SORRY FANG.
ALL FOUR OF US.
MEOW!
CHARLEY: THE BABY CHARMER'S ON THE MOVE!
(FOOTSTEPS)
SHHHH!
MONA'S PARENTS: (AMUSED GIGGLING)
(GASP!)
ME LOVE BABY FOOD.
MMMM, YUM YUM!
THIS IS WAY SERIOUS!
I'M TOO YOUNG TO BECOME A MOM WITH TWO OVERGROWN BABIES.
(BREAKS SQUEALING)
(GIGGLES)
(BREAKS SQUEALING)
(BABY TALK, BLOWS RASPBERRY)
(GIGGLES)
(MAKING FACES)
(GIGGLES)
(GASP!)
OH NO, BABY'S CAN'T SERVE ICE CREAM.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(CRYING)
MONA: THE BABY CHARMER IS TURNING ALL THE ADULTS INTO BABIES!
(CRYING)
IF WE DON'T STOP HER SOON,
WE'LL HAVE TO RUN THE WHOLE TOWN.
MEOW!
YOU SAID IT, FANG!
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
MONA: THERE SHE GOES!
(DROOLING HISS)
BABY MISS GOTTO: GOO GOO GOO!
BABY PRINCIPAL SHAWBLY MINE!
MINE!
IT'S A BABY BRAWL.
(BABY CRYING)
BABY BERNICE: BABY BERTHA.
FRIEND!
(CRYING)
PRINCIPAL SHAWBLY: I'M SO SORRY.
I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW CLUMSY THAT WAS OF ME.
MONA: THAT'S IT!
WE CAN BREAK THE BABY CHARMER'S SPELL
BY SURROUNDING HER WITH REAL BABIES!
BUT HOW?
WE'VE ONLY SEEN ONE OTHER REAL BABY HERE.
MONA: YOU'RE RIGHT.
HMMMM...
HEY ZAPMAN, YOU'D SURE LOOK CUTE IN PINK.
WHAT?!?
CHARLEY: THIS BETTER WORK.
KIDS: GOO GOO! DADADADA! DE BO BO DE BOBO!
(GASP)
I THINK IT'S WORKING.
OOWW!
(LAUGHS)
MONA: RETREAT!
CHARLEY: THAT REALLY HURT!
WHO DO WE HAVE HERE?
THE NURSERY TRIPLETS.
HERE. HOLD THIS WHILE I VISIT THE HOUSE OF MIRRORS.
I'D ASK YOU TO COME, BUT IT'S PROBABLY TOO SCARY.
(LAUGHS)
I TOLD YOU PINK'S NOT MY COLOR.
DON'T WORRY.
THE BABY CHARMER HASN'T BEATEN US YET.
IN FACT, ANGELA JUST GAVE US THE ANSWER.
ALL: (BABY TALKING)
LILY: LOOK!
A BIG TEDDY BEAR AND AN EMPTY BOX.
ALL: (BABY TALKING)
(GIGGLES)
(TOY RATTLES)
IT'S WORKING!
MEOW!
(GASP!) HUH?
EUH?
OOH... AH!
SORRY BABY BERTHA,
BUT WE CAN'T AFFORD TO HAVE A BABY CHARMER IN OUR TOWN!
HAVE FUN WITH ALL THESE REAL BABIES.
ANGELA: WHOA... OOF!
OWWW!
(LAUGHS)
MONA: THE BABY CHARMER'S LEAVING A TRAIL OF ITS ESSENCE.
(SNIFFING)
AND IT SURE IS POWERFUL.
(FOOTSTEPS)
(NERVOUS GURGLING)
(WHIMPERING)
HOW ARE YOUR PLAYMATES?
(CRYING)
(GIGGLES)
MONA! YOU FOUND HER!
THE BABY CHARMER'S SPELL IS BROKEN!
(SNIFF!) AH YEAH, RIGHT.
(SNIFF! SNIFF!)
(SING-SONG) SOMEONE NEEDS HER MOMMY.
BERNICE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR FINDING MY LITTLE BABY.
DAD: IT'S MONA WHO DESERVES THE CREDIT.
HOW CAN I REPAY YOU?
PE-EW! CHANGING HER DIAPER WOULD BE A START.
(GIGGLES)
DAD: I BET MRS. BRYERSON'S DAUGHTER
WON'T LET HER BABY OUT HER SIGHT FOR QUITE A WHILE.
OH, I'M SURE THE BABY CHARMER,
I MEAN BABY BERTHA, WILL BE FINE FROM NOW ON.
AS LONG AS YOU STOP EATING HER FOOD.
OH, I COULDN'T RESIST TESTING IT.
YOU KNOW CARROTS AND CABBAGE ACTUALLY TASTE GOOD TOGETHER.
YEAH RIGHT, DAD.
I'M JUST GLAD YOU'RE NO LONGER BABIES.
I REALLY PREFER YOU AS MY PARENTS.
♪♪
MONA: BYE, MOM!
FANG: MEOW?
(THUD)
(PAINED) MEOW! MEOW...
MOM: WAIT A MINUTE, HONEY.
TAKE THE GARBAGE WITH YOU, PLEASE!
BUT WHAT ABOUT THE GARBAGE STRIKE?
MAYOR ROSENBAUM PROMISED THE STRIKE WOULD BE OVER
FOR TODAY'S GARBAGE PICKUP.
THAT'S WHAT HE SAID LAST WEEK AND THE WEEK BEFORE...
AND THE WEEK BEFORE THAT.
NO WONDER DAD'S GOING FISHING THIS WEEKEND.
OUR STREET STINKS MORE THAN FISH.
(STRUGGLING GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS WITH EFFORT, FANG MEOWS)
WHY DO WE ALWAYS BUY THE CHEAP BAGS?
(TRASH CLATTERING)
URRGH!
(WIPING HANDS)
(SKITTERING)
FANG: MEO-OOW!
CAREFUL, FANG.
LOOKS LIKE GARBAGE CREATURES MIGHT BE AMONG US.
MISS GOTTO: NOW WHO CAN DEFINE RECYCLING FOR THE CLASS?
MONA?
RECYCLING IS WHEN YOU USE OLD STUFF TO MAKE NEW STUFF.
ANGELA: WHY BOTHER MAKING NEW STUFF OUT OF OLD STUFF
WHEN YOU CAN JUST GO OUT AND BUY MORE NEW STUFF.
URGH...
HERE'S THE MAP OF THE TOWN.
AND HERE'S THE DUMP.
IF THE TOWN DUMP KEEPS GROWING AT IT'S CURRENT PACE
IT WILL EVENTUALLY TAKE OVER HALF THE TOWN.
WITH THE GARBAGE STRIKE
THE TOWN IS ALREADY HALF COVERED IN GARBAGE.
AND THAT'S WHY OUR SCHOOL IS NOW A DESIGNATED
RECYCLING ZONE.
FROM NOW ON I WANT EVERYONE TO GET WITH THE PROGRAM.
ALL USED PAPER IS TO BE RECYCLED.
AND JUICE CONTAINERS AND BOTTLES.
THESE GREEN BOXES WILL BE PLACED THROUGHOUT THE SCHOOL.
ANGELA: (YAWN) WHAT IF YOU THINK RECYCLING IS BORING?
ANYONE CAUGHT NOT RECYCLING
WILL BE ON GARBAGE PICK-UP DUTY.
AND WITH GARBAGE EVERYWHERE IN TOWN THERE'S A LOT TO PICK-UP.
(HUFFS)
LOOK. IT'S-
CHARLEY AND LILY: ALIVE!
(SKITTERING)
(CHOMPING)
NOTHING IN THIS TOWN IS SAFE WITH THIS GARBAGE EVERYWHERE.
YOU'RE TELLING ME.
THAT GARBAGE CREATURE GRABBED YOUR SCOOTER!
JUST LIKE A GARBAGE CREATURE THAT ATTACKED FANG
THIS MORNING!
CHARLEY: REALLY? FANG WAS ATTACKED!!?
YOU DIDN'T SAY ANYTHING.
I DIDN'T WANT TO ALARM ANYBODY.
OFFICER HALCROFT: THAT'S THE CRAZIEST STORY I'VE HEARD ALL WEEK.
THE GARBAGE WAS OBVIOUSLY PILED UP PRECARIOUSLY
AND FELL ON MY SCOOTER AND ALMOST FELL ON YOUR CAT.
HEY, WHERE'D MY HELMET GO?
MONA, DID YOU SEE MY LUCKY FISHING HAT?
OH, YEAH... I THINK IT'S IN-
MRS. BREYERSEN: HELP! HELP!
I UNLOCKED MY DOOR AND TURNED TO SEE BLITZIE WAS GONE
AND SO WAS MY SHOPPING BASKET.
DAD: THE GARBAGE PROBABLY FELL OVER.
AH, HERE'S BLITZIE,
BUT I DON'T SEE YOUR SHOPPING BASKET.
ONE OF THE GARBAGE CREATURES PROBABLY GOT IT.
MRS. BREYERSEN: OH, DEAR, GARBAGE CREATURES!?
IN OUR TOWN?
MONA: AND THEY'LL CONSUME ANYTHING.
A-NY-THING.
ANYTHING?
LOOKS LIKE THE TOWN'S IN TROUBLE.
LILY: AND IT'S OUR JOB TO SAVE IT AGAIN!
NOT ONLY DO WE HAVE TO SAVE THE TOWN FROM GARBAGE CREATURES...
BUT IF I DON'T FIND MY DAD'S FISHING HAT
I'M IN SERIOUS TROUBLE.
CHARLEY: HEY, THAT SQUEAKING...
LILY: IT'S GOT TO BE...
KIDS: JUNKYARD JOE!
(CART SQUEAKING)
MONA: JUNKYARD JOE, CAN WE TALK TO YOU!
JUNKYARD JOE: SORRY, KIDS! BUSY-BUSY.
WITH THIS GARBAGE STRIKE I GOT A LOT OF PICKIN' TO DO.
JUNKYARD JOE IS ACTING A LITTLE STRANGE.
I THINK WE BETTER PAY HIM A VISIT.
CHARLEY: NOT AS MUCH GARBAGE HERE AS BEFORE,
LIKE WHEN I FOUND THAT COOL WOODEN IRONING BOARD
AND THAT BROKEN RADIO.
NOW THAT WAS GARBAGE.
WITH THE GARBAGE COLLECTORS ON STRIKE
MOST OF THE GARBAGE IS ON THE STREETS.
(BANGING)
(HAMMERING)
LILY: WHAT'S HE DOING?
CHARLEY: THAT'S MRS. BREYERSEN'S GROCERY CART!
LILY: AND OFFICER HALCROFT'S HELMET!
JUNKYARD JOE: MY CREATION.
IT'S ALMOST PERFECT.
(LIGHTENING CRACKLES)
MONA: WOW! THE GARBAGE QUEEN!
SHE'S MAGNIFICENT!
(GLASS SHATTERING)
LILY: SHE DOESN'T SEEM TOO HAPPY TO SEE US HERE.
(SKITTERING)
LET'S GET OUTTA HERE!
(CLANKING)
I BETTER COVER YOU UP, MY TREASURE.
DON'T WANT YOU GETTING RUSTY.
I HOPE WE DIDN'T GET IT MAD. THINGS COULD GET WORSE.
DID YOU SEE IT EAT THAT TV?! WHAT A BEAST!
MONA: I THINK JUNKYARD JOE IS UNDER THE POWER OF THE GARBAGE QUEEN.
AND THOSE GARBAGE CREATURES, TOO.
MOM: MONA, I'M OFF TO THE EMERGENCY TOWN COUNCIL MEETING.
CAN WE GO, TOO?
YOU'RE THE MAYOR! YOU SHOULD FIX THE SITUATION!
I HEARD THERE WERE GARBAGE CREATURES
THAT WILL CONSUME ANYTHING, EVEN POODLES.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, COME TO ORDER.
THERE'S NO REASON TO PANIC.
MONA: MAYOR ROSENBAUM,
DO YOU DENY THAT THE GARBAGE IS TURNING INTO
FEROCIOUS GARBAGE CREATURES
WHO ARE ROAMING THE TOWN AS WE SPEAK?!
NO. (STAMMERING) I MEAN, YES.
I MEAN...
AND DO YOU DENY THAT A HIDEOUS GIANT GARBAGE QUEEN
IS IN THE DUMP AND MAY BE ABOUT TO DEMOLISH THE TOWN?!
YES! I MEAN, NO.
I MEAN... COME TO ORDER!
(RAPPING GAVEL) COME TO ORDER!
GARBAGE COLLECTORS: GOSH, NO. WE WON'T GO!
GOSH NO, WE WON'T GO!
GOSH NO, WE WON'T GO...
GOSH NO, WE WON'T GO...
GOSH NO, WE WON'T GO...
MONA: THE GARBAGE COLLECTORS ARE ON STRIKE
AND THE GARBAGE IS STRIKING BACK...
BUT WHY?
MY MOM SAYS THAT IF THE GARBAGE ISN'T CLEANED UP SOON
THERE'S GOING TO BE INFESTATIONS OF BUGS.
BUGS, HUH? HMMMM.
YOU KNOW HOW ANTS AND BEES WORK?
WELL, WHAT IF THE GARBAGE CREATURES
AND JUNKYARD JOE ARE LIKE WORKER ANTS AND BEES,
AND THEIR JOB IS TO BRING FOOD BACK TO THE GARBAGE QUEEN.
THAT WOULD EXPLAIN WHY THEY'RE IN TOWN.
SO WE COULD STOP THE GARBAGE CREATURES
BY STOPPING THEIR QUEEN.
BUT HOW? IT'S MADE OUT OF STEEL AND STUFF.
IT'S MADE OUT OF STEEL...
AND IT SEEMS TO RUN ON ELECTRICITY...
SO...
WE CAN USE WATER... AND MAKE IT RUST THEN ZAP!
YEAH.
TOMORROW MORNING WHILE MISS GOTTO
AND THE REST OF THE CLASS ARE PICKING UP GARBAGE
WE'LL GO CLEAN UP... AT THE DUMP.
CHARLEY: FOR THE ULTIMATE BATTLE OF...
GOOD VERSUS GOOPY!
MISS GOTTO: WE'LL START WITH PICKING UP THE TRASH IN THE SCHOOL YARD
AND THEN WORK ON THE TOWN.
I REALLY DON'T WANT TO GET DIRT UNDER MY NAILS.
COME ON, EVERYONE.
LET'S START AT THE OTHER END OF THE SCHOOLYARD.
AND YOU, TOO, ANGELA.
ANGELA: URGH!
AND NOW WE GO TO THE DUMP.
UH, ZAPMAN, IS THAT A FIRE EXTINGUISHER?
CHARLEY: YEAH. AN OLD FASHIONED ONE I FOUND IN THE GARBAGE.
MONA: JUNKYARD JOE ISN'T HERE.
CHARLEY: LET'S GO GET THE GARBAGE QUEEN.
(SKITTERING)
(ROLLING)
MONA: MAYBE THIS WASN'T SUCH A GREAT IDEA.
(THUMP)
SHE'S WEARING MY DAD'S HAT!
STOP! WE COME IN PEACE!
PEACE?!
YOU HUMANS HAVE BEEN STARVING ME FOR WEEKS.
HERE'S SOME FOOD!
TOO LATE.
WHY SHOULD I STAY IN HERE
WHEN THE WHOLE TOWN IS PRACTICALLY A GARBAGE DUMP!
PREPARE TO BE CONSUMED!
GET THEM, MY MINIONS!
NOW, PRINCESS GIANT! LET'S RUST HER OUT!
(SPLASH)
FOOLS!
MY OUTER SHELL IS WATER RESISTANT!
(EVIL CACKLE)
UH...?
TRY THIS ON.
(CLANGING AND CLATTERING)
CHARLEY: LOOKS LIKE WE GOT THEM ALL!
LILY: EXCEPT THE QUEEN!?
I'M GETTING HUNGRY!
ZAPMAN! AIM YOUR FIRE EXTINGUISHER AT HER MOUTH!
MAYBE WE CAN RUST HER OUT!
(SQUEAKING)
FIRE!
UH-OH! IT'S BROKEN! I-
YOU'RE ALL DOOMED AND SO IS YOUR TOWN!
DO SOMETHING!
UGH!
YOU GAVE ME WA-WA-WA...
JUNKYARD JOE: HEY, KIDS!
THANKS FOR CLEANING MY GARBAGE QUEEN!
AND GREAT NEWS! THE GARBAGE STRIKE IS OVER! WHICH MEANS...
THAT YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO OUT
DIGGING THROUGH GARBAGE ANY MORE.
THAT'S RIGHT! AND HERE THEY COME!
(AIR BRAKES HISSING)
MAYOR: JUNKYARD JOE, I PRONOUNCE YOU... SCULPTOR LAUREATE.
I HEREBY DECREE THAT OUR TOWN SHALL PURCHASE
THIS REMARKABLE STATUE OF RECYCLED JUNK.
SO THAT IT MAY STAND PROUDLY AT THE GATES OF THIS DUMP...
FOREVER.
DAD, I FOUND YOUR FISHING HAT!
THANKS, MONA.
BUT, UHHH, I DON'T THINK I NEED IT ANY MORE.
HEY! THERE'S MY MOTORCYCLE HELMET!
MONA: DON'T WORRY.
WITH THE STRIKE BEING OVER
THE GARBAGE CREATURES ARE OUT OF A JOB.
THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS GARBAGE CREATURES.
(CREATURES RUMBLING)
UH... (MUFFLED SOUNDS)
YOU'RE RIGHT, OFFICER HALCROFT.
AS ALWAYS.
THERE'S NO SUCH THING AS GARBAGE CREATURES.
FANG: MEOW? MONA: SHHHHHH.
(RUNNING)