Mad Monster Party? Page #3
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WHATEVER HE'S DRINKING, I'LL
HAVE IT WITH GINGER. [ Crunching ]
FANG, DON'T YOU HAVE
ANY COUTH?
HA-HA-HA.
IT'S ME...
YOUR DON JUAN.
I "DON JUAN"
YOUR TOUCH,
SO VERY MUCH.
THIS CHOPPED LIVER
SMELLS FISHY.
COUNT.
YECH!
[ Sniffing ]
[ Chuckling ]
OH SOLA MIA:
OH SOLA YOU-A
I'M-A THE WORLD'S
BEST-A CHEF
YOU BET-A YOU MOOLA
CHEF MACHIAVELLI,
HOW ARE YOU, MAESTRO?
HEY, YETCH, WHAT-A
THE GRASS. YOU-A DIRTY SWINE!
YOU-A UGLY RAT! THANK
TO THEM.
THIS-A YETCH-
KEEP-A YOUR HANDS OUT-A MY SALAD
BEFORE I THROW-A YOU OUT-A MY KITCHEN.
WHAT-A YOU DOING
IN-A HERE ANYWAY, EH?
DR. FRANKENSTEIN ASKED ME
TO CHECK...
ON HOW THE PREPARATIONS FOR
WOULD BE.
FIRST-A WE HAVE-A
THE SALAD-A
HERE HAVE A TASTE-A
MMM, DELICIOUS.
THE MAFIA MACHIAVELLI SPECIAL.
TOADSTOOLS AND POISON BERRIES.
OH, IT'S-A GOOD, NO?
I GOT-A THREE KINDS-A
ARSENIC, CYANIDE,
AND-A THIS ONE YOU'D GE A BIG BANG OUT-A, YETCH.
WHAT IS IT?
NITRO GLYCERINE!
[ Laughing ]
I MAKE-A JOKE, YOU KNOW?
BLACK WIDOWS PICKLED
AND MARINATED MICE.
TRY-A SOME.
MMM, YUM-YUM.
IT'S-A NOTHING.
JUST A PINCH-A THIS
A PINCH-A THAT
OUCH! STOP ALREADY
WITH THE PINCHING.
SORRY ABOUT THAT, YETCH.
AND THAT'S THE SOUP.
OCTOPUS SOUP.
KIDDING? [ Whistles ]
HELP! HELP!
LET ME DOWN!
SEE? THAT'S REAL OCTOPUS
SOUP. [ Whistles ]
MMM, THAT SOUP
IS VERY STRONG.
HURRY UP-A AND GET-A
YOU FINGERS BACK IN-A THE POT.
I MAKE-A BOARS HEAD,
ROAST-A VULTURE,
THE HYENA CASSEROLE.
IT'S-A TERRIFIC, NO?
NO, THERE IS SOMETHING MISSING. WHAT?
SOMETHING MISSING?
THE CASSEROLE:
OF-A ME, MAFIA MACHIAVELLI,
SOMETHING MISSING?
MAFIA, CALM YOURSELF.
I BUST-A YOU HEAD.
I BROKE-A YOU NOSE.
FRANKENSTEIN THAT DINNER IS READY.
[ Chattering, Laughing ]
AS YOUR LEADER, I HAVE CALLED YOU
FROM THE FOUR CORNERS OF THE EARTH...
TO WITNESS MY GREATES AND LATEST DISCOVERY.
I HAVE THE SECRE TO THE FORMULA...
WHICH CAN COMPLETELY
DESTROY ALL MATTER.
A FEW DROPS:
FROM THIS VIAL...
CAN DEMATERIALIZE ANYTHING,
ANYBODY, ANY PLACE!
WHAT ABOUT YOU, WOLFIE?
[ Panting ]
THE DOCTOR'S SECRETS MINE...
ON THAT... FELIX FLANKEN.
TO HELP ME.
TO SOMETHING WITH THAT DRACULA.
BESIDES, IT'S HER OWN FAUL FOR THINKING SO LOUD.
I ALSO WISH TO TELL YOU THA I AM RESIGNING AS YOUR LEADER.
TREACHEROUS OR SNEAKY THAN ME?
NOW IF THERE WAS ONLY SOMETHING
I COULD DO TO BE SURE OF THAT.
FRANKENSTEIN THAN ME AND FANG?
FRANCESCA! I'LL SEE TO I THAT SHE'S NOT HIS SUCCESSOR.
ENJOY YOURSELVES.
HAVE A FRIGHTFUL TIME, AND
OF LITTLE TIBIA:
AND THE FIBULAS.
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
HONEY. LET'S DANCE.
HA-HA-HA-HA-HA.
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
TURNS TILL HE'S
WOUND UP TIGHT:
TURNS TILL HE'S LOOSE
THAT'S RIGHT
MAD MUMMY DANCE:
HE'S IN A TRANCE
TONIGHT:
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
IT'S THE MUMMY
TURNS TILL HE'S
WOUND UP TIGHT:
TURNS TILL HE'S LOOSE
THAT'S RIGHT
MAD MUMMY DANCE:
HE'S IN A TRANCE
ALL WRAPPED UP:
IN HIMSELF TONIGHT
COUNT, PSST.
EXCUSE ME, WOLFIE, BUT I
[ Chuckling ]
AH, YES, MY DEAR.
COUNT, I'M AFRAID YOU'VE BEEN
BEST OF ALL.
OF MY KISSES. I'M TERRIFIC!
STOP THIS FOOLISHNESS. YOU'RE
BESIDES, I'M NOT INTERESTED
I WANT TO TALK TO YOU ABOU DR. FRANKENSTEIN'S SECRETS.
BE THE DOCTOR'S SUCCESSOR.
ALL ABOUT THIS?
BECAUSE YOU'RE NOT THE ONE. I'M CRUSHED!
NEITHER AM I.
DON'T TELL ME IT'S THA FLEA-BITTEN WEREWOLF. NO.
NOT OLD GAUZE FACE, THE MUMMY? NO.
HMPH, IT'S THAT OVERGROWN GOON,
THE MONSTER.
NO, IT'S NO ONE YOU KNOW. THEN WHO?
[ Chuckles ]
OF THIS WOULD-BE SUCCESSOR,
I WILL BE GIVEN THE DOCTOR'S SECRETS
AND I SHALL SHARE THEM WITH YOU.
WHY OF COURSE. A HALF A LOAF IS
BETTER THAN TWO IN THE BUSHES.
THEN I SHALL GET RID OF YOU AND
HAVE ALL THE SECRETS TO MYSELF.
THEN IT'S A BARGAIN?
A BARGAIN.
IT'S OUR TIME
TO SHINE, YEAH
IN LIFE:
[ Chorus ]
COME TRUE:
IT'S OUR TIME
IT'S OUR TIME
TO SHINE, YES
WE HAVE DRUNK YOU LONG ENOUGH,
AND NOW IT'S TIME
TO PROVE:
WE CAN MAKE:
THE RIGHT MOVE:
IT'S OUR TIME
YOU AND ME:
WHAT A PAIR WE'LL MAKE
OURS TO TAKE:
BECAUSE:
YES:
SPIN THE WHEEL:
IT'S OUR TIME
TAKE IT!
[ Tapping ]
BECAUSE IT'S OUR TIME
TO SHINE, YES
SPIN THAT WHEEL:
LISTEN, WORLD
WHEN WE SAY:
OH, IT'S OUR TIME
IT'S OUR TIME
NOW, TELL ME,
THE DOCTOR'S NEPHEW,
FELIX FLANKEN.
THIS FLINKEN, FLUNKY,
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