Monster High: Scaris, City of Frights (2013) Movie Script
1
(SINGING) M-O-N-S-T-E-R
Monsters, Monsters, yes, we are.
Hey, Frankie's
got me fallin' apart.
Draculaura's stealin' my heart.
Clawdeen Wolf
You make me howl at the moon.
Lagoona, you're the finest
fish in this lagoon.
Cleo de Nile, you so beguile
Even though you act so vile.
These are my boos
My skeleton crew.
A little strange But so are you.
Don't you wanna
be a monster, too?
Uninspired.
Unimpressive. Ridiculous.
So over.
So over my un-dead body!
This is what you give to me,
the great Moanatella Ghostier?
Monsters.
They are dying to
see my new ideas.
(CAT MEOWS)
If I do not wow the press
with my newline,
I could (GASPS)
disappear forever!
Come, we need to
find some new blood.
(SIGHS)
(GASPS)
(SIGHS)
This is the most impossible math
problem known to man or monster.
Whomever solves it will be forever
remembered throughout history.
Oh, this is so awesome!
I could be famous.
Ooh, Clawdeen,
today is the big day!
ROTTER: Ahem.
Ah, for math.
Ah, big day for math. Yay.
Aren't you excited?
I'm so nervous
my fur is standing up.
Relax, you did a voltageous
job designing our outfits.
They're so awesome Moanatella
Ghostier should idolize you.
Who is this
Moanatella Ghostier?
Duh, only the world's most
legendary fashion designer.
I don't see why we have to
wait until the bell rings.
The people deserve
to see me now.
Cleo, the bell rings, it's go time.
That's the whole point.
Abbey, we good on music?
Have two choices,
fun upbeat rock with roll,
or greatest hits of
Himalayan Yak Band! Huh?
Uh, let's go with
the first one.
Hmm?
Ooh! Oh, man! Oh, man! Oh, man!
Mr. Rotter, sir.
I figured it out! It's...
(BELL runes)
Time for a Flashion Mob!
Oh, no.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Whoa! Yeah! Sweet music!
Time for Holt Hyde
to bring the noise!
Let's go, ghouls!
Please' Holt Hyde, you are
not to run in the halls.
(GASPS)
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
(GASPS) om.
What's the meanin'
of all this? Oi!
(SNEEZES)
(GASPS)
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
(STUDENTS EXCLAIMING IN AWE)
(CAMERAS CLICKING)
(GASPS)
ROCHELLE: (GASPS)
Looking great, ghouls!
This outfit is made from
all renewable resources!
(MEOWS ANGRILY)
Don't invite me, huh?
Time for this kitty to scratch.
Hey, you guys gotta hurry.
It's almost over!
(LAUGHS) Yeah. Let's do this!
HEATH: Uh, which one's mine?
(MEOWS MISCHIEVOUSLY)
(STUDENTS CLAMORING)
(GASPS)
I don't know about this.
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
Heath, what are you doing?
I'm doing my best.
I don't know how you
ghouls walk in these! Oh!
(GRUNTS) (THUDS)
(ALL GASPING) (THUDS)
A-ha.
(SIGHS)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
Argh! SPECTRA: Sorry.
It's just that you're,
like, totally famous now!
What are you
talking about, Spectra?
Hey, big sis, check it out.
The video of your Flashion Mob
is going viral.
Nice' sis! Way to go!
Fin-tastic!
But I didn't... You're welcome.
Ghoulia took everyone's
cell phone videos,
edited out that awkward last bit
and uploaded it to FrightTube!
Ugh! Well, what if
someone sees this?
Someone? (LAUGHS)
It's got, like, a jillion hits!
(MOANS)
I know that's not
a real number, Ghoulia.
Maybe I just bad
at reading faces,
but she not seem happy.
High fashion is
all about these rules
of strict form and design.
And I broke most of those
rules with my freaky outfits.
We gotta take this down before
anyone important sees this.
I need to find
myself a new apprentice.
(MOUSE CLICKING)
No. No.
Oui!
No.
No. Heavens, no.
(GASPS) Oui!
No! No, no, no, no!
I believe we are done here.
We have two
potential successors.
(GROWLS)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Stop! This one,
I must have.
(SIGHS) Thanks, Ghoulia.
I can't believe she did that
I thought it was,
like, impossible
to take something
off the Internet.
No, I meant all of that
beautiful footage of me,
gone forever.
Look, I'm just
glad we pulled it off
without anybody getting busted.
BLOODGOOD ON PA: Clawdeen Wolf, you
and your Flashlon Mob ghoul friends
are to report to
my office immediately.
About that little stunt
you pulled yesterday...
Headmistress Bloodgood,
I can explain.
See, it was... Incredible!
I was watching it nonstop until
someone pulled the video.
So, we're not in trouble?
Oh, no.
In fact' it turns out I wasn't
the only one watching.
Guess who I just got
off the phone with?
Lead jug player from
Himalayan Yak Band!
Uh, no. (SIGHS) Oh.
Moanatella Ghostier!
She wants you to come to Scaris
to study fashion under her!
No way! So awesome!
Amazing! So fabulous!
Scaris?
Moanatella Ghostier?
Oh, pinch my fur, 'cause I am dreaming!
(LAUGHS)
BLOODGOOD: You leave tomorrow.
And since Rochelle
grew up there,
I've asked her to accompany
you as your guide.
I know every part
of that beautiful
and romantic city like
the back of my hand.
And my grandmother,
she will watch over us.
She has been doing it forever.
CLAWDEEN: Wait,
wait, wait, wait.
I mean, this all
sounds amazing,
but what about my ghouls?
I couldn't have done
any of this without them.
Can they come with me?
Oh, please.
Yeah! Say yes.
And you know I don't beg.
Remember, Scaris is the
cultural center of the world.
And it would be an amazing
educational opportunity.
For all of us. (LAUGHS)
It is no bother.
We have the room.
Okay. Everyone can go!
(ALL SQUEALING AND LAUGHING)
Shopping!
I get to go on a plane!
Ah! Wait, wait!
This is terrible.
Why?
We have less than 24 hours to
pack and plan all of our outfits!
We gotta move!
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(DOOR SLAMS)
Ahem. Oops. Sorry!
Whoa!
(GRUNTS) (CRASHES)
Hmm.
CLAWDEEN: Awesome, right?
FRANKIE: Scaris, baby!
No.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
(MUTTERING QUICKLY)
Obviously, yes!
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Whoa!
Hey, Clawdeen!
Hey' Draculaura,
how many bags you taking?
Um... All of them?
Me too! (CELL PHONE RINGS)
Oh! It's Cleo.
Tell me the truth, is 45
pairs of shoes enough?
I mean, we are there for a whole week.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Hey, Lagoona.
Question, hats still in
this season?
I'd really love to
bring all me hats.
Are they still running
special, "Yaks fly for free"?
I just talked to my grand-mere,
the weather is perfect!
Dark and stormy!
Yes! Faux fur fo' sho!
Guys! What's going on?
What?
We're gonna miss our flight!
Gotta jet! Let's go!
WOMAN ON PA: Final boarding call
for ight 190 to Skull Shores.
Would Tiki passengers Yuk Tuk.
Tiki Tuk, Nick Puk and Dave
please report to
the airline desk.
Man, what'd you guys do,
bring your whole closets?
You know it! Totally!
Check out Heath, he's about to flame
out with one little suitcase.
(GRUNTS) I got it!
(LAUGHS)
(GRUNTS) (THUDS)
Ghoulia,
what do you got in this,
it weighs a monster ton!
(MOANS)
You brought your scooter?
No way!
How did you get that in there?
Everyone in Scaris
rides the scooters.
It is trs chic.
Come on! They're
boarding without us!
(SIGHS) Cheers, mate! Bye!
You know, I'm totally stoked for
Draculaura gettin' to go to Scaris.
Yeah, dude.
I'm totally stoked for myself!
What?
A whole week without Cleo
checking up on me.
That's right, brosefs! We don't
need any chicks crampin' our style.
There's no time, like bro
time, am I right, my dudes'?
Whoo! Up top!
Up top! Ow!
Huh?
Oh! I am so
voltageously excited,
I think I might blow my circuits!
(LAUGHS)
(SCREAMING)
Sorry!
(SIGHS)
So, you must really be sparked
about going home, Rochelle.
Oui, Frankie.
It has been too long.
Hey! Whatcha readin'?
They are old letters from my
first boyfriend, Garrett.
Oh, this is so beautiful!
Oui. Garrett is the most
romantic boy I have ever met.
FRANKIE: (LAUGHS)
And so cute, too!
So poetic.
Boys from Scaris are much more in
touch with their artistic side.
He really knows a lot
about fashion and clothes.
Garrott was the most
creative of them all.
He even designed
his own rose bush,
to grow roses unlike any other.
So that each
time he gave me one,
I would know how
special I was to him.
Oh, my ghoul,
this guy sounds like all
that and a bag of bolts!
Tell me you're gonna see him
while we're in Scaris.
Oh, alas, I cannot.
He does not love me anymore.
What?
These letters, they are old.
Some time ago,
they just stopped coming.
He must have
found someone else.
Wait a second!
You're telling me that
the boy who wrote
you these letters,
the boy who invented
his own rose bush for you,
just found somebody else?
Uh-uh. I don't believe it.
We've got his address.
When we get to Scaris,
we're going to go find him
and see what happened!
(RATTLING)
Abbey, did you sneak
a yak on the plane?
No, he get air sick.
Found that out hard way.
(MEOWS)
Toralei, you stowaway kitty!
What are you doing here?
(LAUGHS) If you think I was going
to just hang at Monster High
while you ghouls were
having fun in Scaris,
then you got
another fang coming.
Why do you have to try and
ruin everything we do'?
I'm not trying
to ruin anything.
Yeah. Sure, mate.
You know what? It's fine.
Scaris is a big place, no reason
we have to see her at all.
You do your thing,
we'll do ours, 'kay?
Fine.
Things like this never
happen in first class.
I'm just not used to seeing
big, bad Clawdeen Wolf
worried like this.
(SIGHS)
Madame Ghostier is my idol.
I've been following her
career since I was little.
She's going to love you.
I don't know.
Fashion's about rules, I've
always done things my own way.
Listen, she's going
to figure out
what the rest of
us already know,
that you are
an amazing designer.
(CHUCKLES) You're just sayin'
that to make me feel better.
(LAUGHS) When was the
last time you heard me
say something to
make anyone feel better?
(CHUCKLES) Well, I hope
you're right.
'Cause this ain't the halls
of Monster High anymore.
Scaris is the big time.
(CAT MEOWS)
That's right,
my phantom feline.
They're almost here,
the new blood,
the new ideas that I need
to keep me where I belong,
the top!
And not a moment too soon.
(CAT MEOWS)
(HORNS BLARING)
Et bien, grand-mre.
We are off!
(BIRD CHIRPING)
(ensues)
Ghoulia and I
need to help Rochelle
uh, find something she's lost.
You ghouls are free
to explore the city.
You can take our
family automobile. Ooh!
I have been gone a long time.
Don't fret, love.
It's a fin-tastic day.
We'll take a nice walk,
drop Clawdeen off
and do some fright-seeing.
Scaris is a very big place, I
don't want anyone to get lost.
I do.
You must promise me that you
will all stay together.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
Hang on, guys,
better check my phone.
Cleo has probably left,
like, a dozen messages.
Huh? Nothing.
Weird. (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
Hey, from Draculaura.
It's a bunch of
pics from Scaris.
DEUCE: Whoa! That place
looks sick, bro.
Draculaura is in the most
romantic city in the world
with the most romantic
dudes in the world.
Hah! I'd be, like,
mega jealous. Props, brah!
Thanks. Dude, it's Draculaura.
You guys are solid as stone.
Yeah. Totally.
It does not look like he's
lived here in along, longtime.
We tried our best, Frankie.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Fang on a second! You can't
give up on true love!
But Scaris is so large. There
is no way we can find him.
You have his letters,
his hopes, his dreams,
all his favorite places!
(GASPS) You are the genius,
Frankie!
Let us ride!
Whoa! (LAUGHS)
Isn't this city is to die for?
O-M-Ghoul,
is that what I think it is?
Moanatella Ghostiers
headquarters!
Oh, my ghoul! Whoa.
DRACULAURA:
You totally got this.
Now go knock her dead...
Uh... Undead.
Bonne chance, mon amie.
Break leg. Goodbye!
LAGOONA: Cheers, mate.
(INTERCOM BUZZES) Clawdeen Wolf here
to see Madame Ghostier. (GASPS)
You, girl we've never heard of.
You can tell us anything
about Madame's new line?
(SCREAMS)
Ma fille, you are never
to talk to those animals.
I will not answer any questions
about my new clothing line!
(DOOR CLOSES)
I will permit you to bask
in my glory. (GASPS)
Can you believe it?
The Moanatella Ghostier!
I just love your outfit!
Tienes some killer style!
You too! I'm... (GASPS)
Oh, no. My shirt!
Here, let me help.
Whoa!
That's furrific!
Thanks! I'm Clawdeen.
Skelita.
Are you ghouls here to
study under her, too?
Oh, yes.
This is Jinafire,
she is super talented.
Show her. Hmm...
Whoa!
Now, can we get to work?
This is the opportunity
of a lifetime.
I do not want to waste it.
This is the opportunity
of a lifetime.
One of you will
have a chance lo learn
everything I know
about haunt couture.
Only one of us'? Oui.
Consider this
a fashion boot camp.
At the end, one of you
will become my apprentice.
The others will be tossed to the
curb like last season's collection.
Follow me.
This is where you will work.
Where you will take everything I
teach you and bring it to life.
Whoa!
For your first assignment,
you will have
30 minutes to design
the most elegant, regal,
and amazing outfit for
my cat. (CAT MEOWS)
A cat?
(SNARLS) (GROWLS)
So, what do you
girls wanna see first?
The Eiffel Terror,
Ogre-Dame Cathedral...
So much history here.
It's older than I am!
We're in the fashion
capital of the world
and you ghouls wanna
learn stuff? (SCOFFS)
This Kitty's going shopping.
But we supposed
to stick together.
Then I guess we're
all going shopping.
Ugh! I have never
been more angry
to buy things in my life.
Normally I don't go for cats, but
designing for them is actually fun.
Oh, you haven't started yet.
I need inspiration to create.
And for me, mi familia
is my greatest source.
These belonged to mi abuelita.
My grandmother. JINAFIRE: Shh.
You need inspiration, too?
I am almost done.
The magic is in the planning.
I never draw a single
line until I am sure.
Hmm. Perfect.
Ta-da!
Whoa!
ROCHELLE: His name is Garrett.
If you see him,
s'il vous plait, call me.
FRANKIE: Rochelle!
Isn't that
the exact leather jacket.
Garrott was wearing
in the picture?
After him!
My dearest designers,
all of your concepts
were bold, unique,
and hideous! (GASPS)
Do any of these look
like Ghostier designs?
I think not! (GROWLS)
Mademoiselle Clawdeen,
I had such high hopes for you.
Defend your work!
Oh. Well, Madame,
I just thought feathers
'cause cats chase birds, and...
Enough!
Under your desks
are brand-new design books.
You will throw
away your old one
and fill this one
with what I teach you.
The ghoul with the best book will
be chosen as my new apprentice.
I suggest you leave
your old style to history,
or else you will be history.
(CAT MEOWS)
Just try and keep up, ah?
(SCREAMS)
(ALL GASP) (TIRES SCREECH)
Oh, no. We'll never catch him.
ROCHELLE: Ah! Shortcut!
(SCREAMS)
What is this place?
These are the catacombs
of Scaris.
A series of passageways
that stretch
for miles deep
underneath the city.
Some of the areas are
hundreds of years old.
What's with all the skeletons?
'Tis where they sleep.
(SHUSHING)
Sorry!
No, stop! (TIRES SCREECHING)
That area is forbidden.
They say that monsters
who venture down there
are never heard from again.
We will go this way.
(SCREAMS)
He is over there!
Watch out! (SCREAMS)
(ALL SCREAM)
(GASPS)
(ALL SCREAM)
Ooh!
(GASPS) Garrett?
Pardonnez-moi.
Ooh, please forgive me.
(GASPS) (BUZZING)
Oh!
I don't know what to get. Cleo
always picks out my lunch for me.
Whoa!
I've been doing some research. You
were right about Scaris, bro.
Told ya! So what, dude?
So what? That place
is super romantic
I can't compete.
It's gonna to be fine.
Yeah, I'm sure that thing with
Valentine was a freak event.
I know!
I gotta go talk to Cupid.
She'll know what to do.
DRACULAURA: Where do you
ghouls want to go next?
Oh, Oh! The museum!
Who wants to go to the Boo-we?
No.
It's pronounced Bouvre.
The Bower'? Bouvre.
Boov... Bouvre.
Boo-var... Boo-boo... Bouvre!
TORALEI: Who cares?
Who wants to see a bunch of
oldie, moldy statues and stuff'?
(GASPS) What's your deal?
Why is my coffee so small?
Toralei, it's an espresso.
Take this tiny coffee back right
now and bring me a big one!
You understand? Big?
(SIGHS)
Oh, I just wish Clawd
were here with me.
I know! I'm going to take some
more pictures to send him.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
(MOANS)
What? They can't fix
your scooter?
(MOANS) New one?
How much?
That much? What? I thought you
said a jillion wasn't a number.
I'm sorry, love.
(VIOLIN PLAYING)
(COINS CLINKING)
(MOANS)
Hey, Skelita,
what's that thing?
This is my tribute
to my ancestors.
All those that came before me.
To honor them gives me strength.
Wow. Jim's new book
is really furrific.
Hey Jin, I really
like your stuff.
You are not to be
looking at this.
Relax, I was just admiring it.
This is a competition.
Not supposed to be
helping competitors.
Sorry.
No need to get your
scales in a bunch.
CLAWD: Did you see these
news pics she sent me?
Check this guy! He's waiting
on her claw and hoof.
Ahem, that's his job.
He's a waiter.
Listen to me, hon, I think you
should take a deep breath, relax,
and trust her, okay?
So, you're saying I should
go to Scaris and find her!
I'm on it.
No! Clawd!
(assume)
(PLAYING CHEERFUL
ACCORDION MUSIC)
(CROWD LAUGHING)
(MOANS HAPPILY)
(MEOWS) Come on, you guys,
can we go sit down somewhere?
(SCOFFS) It's only been three blocks.
Don't be such a kitten!
(MEOWS WHININGLY)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(SIGHS)
Well, what's! The owner say?
Garrett used to come
here every morning.
One day he told the owner
that he would not be
coming in any longer.
But why?
Garrott did not say, exactly.
Only that he was very excited
about a great opportunity.
Opportunity? (CHUCKLES)
Vague much?
The last place he knows of that
anybody saw Garrett
was down by the river,
making his drawings.
MADAME GHOSTIER:
Mais oui, my captive creator,
your time has come, mon ami.
These new ghouls are good,
as good as you were,
before you lost it! (SPITS)
And one of them will replace
you as my ghost designer.
Consider yourself fired!
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Hey, man, thanks for coming.
I... I know I'm being
a little dogged about this,
but I just cant
stand the thought
of Draculaura in
Scaris without me.
No prob, that's what
best bros are for.
Besides, I know Cleo's
probably dying without me.
Thanks for coming, too, Heath.
Even though I totally
told you not to. Whoa!
You kiddin'? A chance
to miss some school?
I'm mere, bro-seems.
(GASPS)
(SNARLING)
(GROWLS)
Uh-oh.
In fashion,
styles come and they go.
May I present to you the most
famous hunchback in all of Scaris,
Modo! He is fashion's
King of Fools.
Your assignment is to give my
friend here a fashion makeover.
You are to sketch out an outfit
that fits his
on-the-go lifestyle.
It needs to be versatile.
Something he can wear
to an ultra-posh feast,
or just hanging
out ringing a bell.
Your time begins now. (RINGS)
(ALL GASP)
Oh! That'll totally work!
Little cross-stitching here,
some rushing there.
Hey, Skelita,
what do you think?
Hijole! How original!
You think Madame will like it?
(BELL runes)
Arrte, pencils down!
What is this? You know you cannot
wear boots after Scar-bor Day!
Well, yeah, but I thought...
You thought? Impossible!
Infantile, primitive!
All this talent,
but you refuse to adhere
to the tenets of fashion!
I am beginning to think
I was wrong about you.
I thought I told you
to throw that away.
Madame, I was just
looking for inspiration.
I feel like I'm failing you.
Oh, tsk, tsk.
Ma fille, you are failing me.
I brought you in
to study my style,
not your own.
When I saw your video, I was at
first, horrified by your designs.
Um... Thanks?
I thought, this girl
has something special
inside of her that
you cannot teach.
Really?
I thought that I could
show you the right way,
the Ghostier way,
and maybe you would
become the next me.
But you are determined
to do things the yuck way.
Don't give up on me.
I can learn, I promise!
First, you will stop
signing your work like that.
And second, before you ever
touch your pencil to the paper,
ask yourself,
"Would Madame wear this?"
I won't let you down.
Good. When you
turn in your book,
I expect to see that you have
listened to what I have said.
(MEOWS)
(GRUNTS)
(GASP)
(YAWNS)
Oops, my bad.
Oh, my Ra! (ALL GASP)
(HUMS DISAPPROVINGLY)
Ugh!
It's perfect.
Ugh!
(YAWNS)
Merci, mademoiselles.
(CAT MEOWS)
When you hear
the bell chime three times,
you will know that
I have made my decision.
And one of your dreams
will become fashion reality.
(PURRS)
Draculaura! I miss you, ghoul!
Cleo! I miss someone
telling me what to do!
I miss girls who
speak my language!
(BOYS PANTING)
HEATH: Oh!
(COINS CLINKING)
(ALL PANTING)
I'm gonna ask that
dude if he's seen 'em.
I don't think he's
gonna be much help.
What does that mean?
Where are they? Just tell me!
They're over there? Let's go!
You're just messing with
me now, aren't you?
(DINGS)
(GROWLS IN FRUSTRATION)
Oh, oh. What about the
Scare Lachaise cemetery?
It is of no use, Frankie.
He has disappeared.
We're gonna find him,
I just know it!
Hmm. This caf.
We used to come
here all the time.
He would sketch me,
and we'd watch
the sun set over
the Eiffel Terror.
(SNIFFS)
If we were meant be,
surely I would see
some kind of sign. No?
(GASPS)
Regardez!
Look! The vines!
They grow from
beneath the city!
(GASPS) The catacombs!
When this is over,
I'm gonna sleep like a mummy.
Hey!
Where did you get that?
I found it in the trash.
Someone must've thrown it away.
I did.
But, why?
Duh, they're terrible.
The ghoul who did those
was young, immature and...
Talented.
To see you now saddens me.
No, I'm getting better!
You saw Madame, she was over
the moon for my new work!
Chica, that is because you were
doing it exactly like her.
It wasn't you.
She's an icon!
She has to be right.
I'm just a nobody with a
chance to become somebody.
Why do you design?
Well, I'd die without it.
It's how I express
who I really am.
Who you really are'
or who Madame wants you to be?
(BELL runes)
That means.
Madame has chosen.
Here.
Whoa, whoa.
How far down do
you think it goes?
Shh! These old bones
are trying to rest!
Sorry! (CHUCKLES)
Mademoiselles, it is time.
You three have been given the
biggest break of your lives,
to learn from me!
FRANKIE: Look!
(GASPS)
MADAME GHOSTIER: And now,
one of you lucky ladies
will be forever remembered
in the world of haunt couture
as the next
Moanatella Ghostier!
ROCHELLE: It goes
under the door!
BOY: Allo? (GASPS)
Oh! Rochelle!
(GASPS) Garrett!
For my apprentice,
I have chosen.
Clawdeen Wolf!
(GASPS)
So, Madame Ghostier has had you
locked away down
here the whole time?
Oui. After I became
her apprentice,
she lock me down here and force me
to design her clothes, her way,
by her rules.
But why?
Why would somebody as big time
as Madame Ghostier need you
to design all her clothes?
She has been doing this
a long, long time.
Somewhere along
the way, she ran dry.
I myself have run out of ideas.
No, I do not believe it.
I have no inspiration
down here.
No Rochelle.
Oh, Garrett,
I've missed you so!
Um... (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Hello!
Not to interrupt
this beautiful moment,
but, um, I've got a question,
is Madame Ghostier replacing
you with her new apprentice?
That is my understanding, out.
(GASPS)
Madame is coming.
You must hide, quickly.
(GIGGLES) Well, what are
we doin' down here?
I'm going to show
you a secret, my dear.
The biggest secret in fashion.
Don't worry about me,
Madame Ghostier.
I'm not going to tell anyone.
I know. (GASPS)
You're not ever going to tell
anyone, anything, ever again!
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Let me outta here!
My new design book! Correction.
My new clothing line!
What? What's the deal?
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
You're a brilliant
designer, Clawdeen.
I'm going to use the designs
from your book as my new line.
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Now, if you'll excusez-moi,
I have a triumphant fashion
show to prepare for.
Alors, so, it would seem
you are my replacement.
(CHEERFUL ACCORDION
MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD GASPING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(COINS CLINKING)
Man, we've been
all over this city.
Those ghouls are,
like, nowhere.
Yeah, I can't believe it.
I'm beginning to think...
(SNIFFING)
Guys, they're down here!
(GRUNTS)
I dunno, dude.
Trust me, the nose knows, bros.
Oh, my ghoul,
I had so much fun!
(GASPS)
I could sleep for five days.
Right? TORALEI: Yeah.
I've never had so
much fun in my life!
"Fun"?
Maybe she think that word
mean something else.
You've been a real berk
the whole trip, Toralei.
I know. That's fun to me.
See? I told you.
She has to ruin everything.
Look, you guys could've
ditched me, and you didn't.
So, thanks or whatever.
CLAWDEEN: I can't believe this.
You're saying we're trapped
down here, like, forever-ever?
There's got to be a way out.
I'm afraid no.
The walls, they are too thick,
and this part of the
catacombs, too forbidden.
Oui, no one would ever be
fool enough to come near here.
Whoa! It sure is
dark down here.
Are you sure we're in the
right place, brochacho'?
Look, I've lived with
Clawdeen my whole life,
I know her scent anywhere.
Trust me.
The nose knows. The nose knows.
The worst part of this is
I changed who I was as a designer
just to please somebody else.
It is not your fault.
It is monster nature to want to
please those you look up to...
My brother!
Clawd, we're over here!
Clawdeen! (GASPS)
Bone-Jour.
What are you doing down here?
There's no time for all of that.
Get us out of here!
(GRUNTS)
HEATH: (MUFFLED) Up top?
Oh! Rochelle!
We gotta hurry if
we want to get there
before Madame Ghostiers
fashion show!
We must expose her
for the fraud she is!
CLAWDEEN: No.
Exposing her is not enough.
You want to beat
Madame at her own game.
CLAWDEEN: That's right!
I wanna beat her
my way with my style!
Frankie, call the ghouls!
All right, Madame Ghostier and her
crew are gonna be across town
setting up for
the fashion show,
so we can use
the design center here.
Okay, what do you need?
Clawd'? What are
you doing here?
Well, I...
Okay, fine.
I just couldn't
stand the thought of you
being in the most
romantic city in the world
without me.
That's the most beautiful
thing I've ever heard.
And I see you came along, too.
(SCOFFS) Yeah. I gotta support
my dawg, bro-code and all. Yeah.
So, it wasn't because
you missed me at all?
Are you kidding?
Okay! My life doesn't make
any sense without you.
Don't leave for
this long ever again!
(LAUGHS) Okay, Deucey,
I won't. Oh.
Um... Anybody miss me?
Hmm... I missed him.
Little bit.
(GRUNTS)
Gotcha.
Do not push it.
Then what are you waiting for?
Let us do this fang.
Even with two designers,
I don't think there's
gonna be enough time.
SKELITA: What about four?
(GASPS)
We sensed something did not feel right
about Sefiora Ghostier, so we stayed.
And we overheard your plan.
You're going to need this.
I would be honored to help
such an original designer.
I can't think of three monsters
I'd rather put a show on with,
including
Moanatella Ghostier herself!
(TOOLS WHIRRING AND BANGING)
Ah!
Oh, my ghoul! Only 20
minutes till the show!
Oh, we're not gonna make it.
She still has so much to do.
We'll make it.
How can you be so sure?
'Cause I know
something you don't
(HOWLING)
(HOWLS)
(HORN HONKS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(GASPS)
I love the classics. And
speaking of the classics...
Ah!
(ENGINE ROARING)
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD APPLAUDING)
Welcome, everyone, to the debut
of my latest,
greatest clothing line!
(ROARING) (RECORD SCRATCHES)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(POP MUSIC PLAYING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
(HOWLING)
Huh! What is the meaning
of this?
(HOWLING)
(POP MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(CROWD CLAPPING AND CHEERING)
WOMAN 1: Brilliant! Magnifique!
This fashion line is fantastic!
This is an outrage!
Stop! Stop at once!
These are not my designs!
(GASPS) WOMAN 2: Incroyable!
(GASPS)
WOMAN 3: Stunning. (GROANS)
(WHIRRING)
(CROWD GASPS)
(LAUGHS) A kitty can't just
change her stripes.
(GASPS)
I cannot be ignored!
(CROWD WHISTLING AND CHEERING)
No! No! No!
I must do something!
(CROWD EXCLAIMS IN DELIGHT)
WOMAN 4: Amazing!
Scaris is lovin'
them some Heath.
Whoa!
(CROWD GASPS) Ah...
(CROWD CHEERING)
Ahead of its time!
You cannot be serious!
This collection, it breaks
every known rule of fashion.
It is heresy!
WOMAN 5: Madame Ghostier?
Madame'? Oui?
Will you move out of the way?
You're blocking our view!
No!
Clawdeen, you nailed it.
(SIGHS)
Come on, let's go show the
world who did this fang!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
I'm so very glad that
you like my protg!
You can direct all
of your questions,
comments, and compliments
to me, out?
So, who's first, hmm?
MAN: Clawdeen... Madame Wolf...
No! MAN: Madame Wolf,
how does it feel to be
the new, singular
voice of fashion?
Now you make the rules!
I used to sit and wait
for Madame Ghostier
to tell me what
I could wear, and when.
Now I realize fashion
is about expression.
No, I can't be ignored.
(CAT YOWLS)
These monsters behind me
gave me the confidence.
There's room for more
than just one voice.
(CHITTERING ANGRILY) And with
Moanatella Ghostier gone,
the world of fashion
just got a lot bigger.
(CROWD CHEERING)
At Monster High,
it's about who you are.
(CROWD CHEERING)
This Monster High sounds cool!
Yes. Do they take
exchange students?
Garrott, I feel the same way
about Monster High.
You promise to write?
Every day, ma chrie.
Come on ghouls, let's show them
how we do fashion
at Monster High!
(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Clawdeen, that was
a beautiful speech.
Hey-hey! All right! Finally!
(SCREAMS)
FRANKIE:
Hey, where are you going'?
Don't you wanna see
how we got home?
Scaris was a monster blast!
And like all good things, our
trip had to come to an end.
Our flight from Charles de Ghoul
Scareport didn't leave until later,
so we had plenty of time.
(CHUCKLES)
I just love this city.
Yeah, it's the most exotic and
amazing city I've ever seen.
Of course, I'm so new,
(CHUCKLES) (HUMMING)
I haven't been
very many places. (CHUCKLES)
Nor I.
Always so focused on
studies and fashion,
I never took the time to see...
Whoa!
What is out there.
Yeah' it's a shame
we have to go back so soon.
There's still so much to see!
(HUMMING HAPPILY)
CLAWDEEN: No, no, no, no.
No more sightseeing.
We have a plane to catch.
(IN BABY VOICE) You're a good
hooky-wonky, aren't you?
Yes, you are. (BOOK GIGGLES)
Now you go into this bag...
(WHIMPERS)
Look I will take you out again
when we're in the air, okay?
I don't want any more
tricks outta you now.
Uh, your design book
sure has a lot of, uh.-.
Personality.
Tell me about it.
It seems like the more drawings
that I filled it with,
the more it came lo life,
like, literally.
(MEOWS) It doesn't seem
to want to obey you.
(SNARLS)
(MEOWS ANGRILY)
Well, that's creativity
for you.
It's got a mind of its own.
Oh, hey, I love your bag!
(GIGGLES)
Great taste, luggage twin.
(LAUGHS) You too.
(SIGHS)
I'm really gonna miss
shopping here in Scaris.
Speaking of which, Cleo and
Draculaura shoulda been back by now.
Yeah, where are they?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
CLEO: Scaris! DRACULAURA:
That's so fabulous!
Shopping!
FRANKIE: You'd be batty if
you thought those two ghouls
were gonna leave the fashion
capital of the world empty handed.
Oh, right. Of course.
Okay, Cleo and Draculaura
will meet us at the Scareport.
(MOANS)
Yeah, Ghoulia's right, mates.
We better get a move on.
(HORN HONKS)
Everyone hurry,
s'il vous plait!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
I don't understand, how do they
get all this stuff in here?
Girl magic, bro.
(GRUNTS)
Bad news, guys.
They overbooked the plane.
(ALL GASP)
We gotta take separate flights.
I can't believe it!
I wanted to sit next to you.
(IN SINGSONG VOICE) Clawd!
Only one bag? I'm impressed.
You've shown a lot of restraint.
(GIGGLES)
Whoa!
Abbey, Cleo, Deuce,
Heath, Jin, Skelita, Ghoulia,
our plane is over here! Bye!
LAGOONA: See you back
in Monster High!
(ensues)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Hey, Draculaura!
What? I can't hear...
Clawdeen's design book'? Uh-oh.
(BOOK HUMMING)
Wait, wait, fang on,
I can't hear anything.
Here, hold this for a sec.
Let me talk to her.
Frankie' we're
about to take off.
Just make sure you keep
an eye on my book, 'kay?
Don't worry about a thing.
(ensues)
(SIGHS) on, man,
I can't be seen carrying
this girly bag around.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
Hmm?
(MISCHIEVOUSLY) Hmm!
(GRUNTING)
CLAWDEEN: I'm serious, that
beck has a mind of its own!
Seriously, I've got this,
Clawdeen, Monster's honor.
I won't take my eyes off of...
(GASPS)
Hankie!
Uh, I'll call you back.
Don't worry about the book,
everything's cool.
(LAUGHS) Bye!
Heath, where's the bag?
Relax. I set it down behind.
Oh, no. (GASPS)
BOOK: Whoo-hoo!
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
(GASPS)
We have to get to that plane!
My friend's book is on there.
You guys go ahead
and catch the flight home.
But I'm not going back
without that design book.
We have got your back!
I'm all fired up.
Sir, can you tell me
where that plane is headed?
Fangladesh.
I guess we're
going to Fangladesh!
FRANKIE: Ghoulia figured out
a way to track the bag
using the Creep-PS
in Clawdeen's phone.
Something about reverse triangulation.
(PINGING)
(MOANS)
Mira! Look at this place!
Es may fantastical.
Are you serious?
Do you have any idea what this
humidity will do to my beautiful hair?
Hey, Deuce, is it just me
or is Jin totally
into the Heathster?
It's just you.
Read you loud and clear.
I'm going in.
(SIGHS) Dude.
Hey Jin, miss me?
Ooh!
(MOANS)
(GASPS) It's in
the unclaimed baggage!
(HUMMING MISCHIEVOUSLY)
Guys, this way!
Hmm?
Hmm...
(GRUNTS) (FEEDBACK SCREECHING)
(EARTH RUMBLING)
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
(GASPS) Earthquake! No, worse.
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
(BIRDS CAWING)
Stampede!
(ALL SCREAM)
Don't worry, Jin!
Oh, no!
You're welcome.
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
Aw!
(PINGING)
We gotta be close. (CHUCKLES)
(MOANS) Right?
(BOOK HUMMING)
There!
(HUMMING PLAYFULLY)
(ELEPHANTS SNORING)
Must be very quiet.
If anything like yaks,
very grumpy when wake up.
I know!
(BOTH GASP) Hey' hey' hey!
FRANKIE: Gotcha!
We're not losing you again.
(WHIMPERS)
Now, we just head
back to the Scareport
and we'll be home in two
shakes of a griffin's tail.
(BIRD SCREECHING)
The bag!
There might be
a way to follow it,
but we're going to
need your credit card.
Fine. Which one?
(LAUGHS)
(PINGING)
(MOANS)
We're not going fast enough,
we're losing the signal!
Allow me.
FRANKIE: Whoa! That's cool.
And by cool, I mean hot.
You know, I'm no stranger
to the "flame game" myself.
Dude, careful!
This is the Heath-miester
you're talking to.
Name one time I wasn't careful.
Called it.
ALL: Heath!
Huh! Okay, that's one.
Deuce, do something!
(GRUNTS)
HEATH: Oh!
DEUCE: Whoa! No.
I am totally doing that again!
Uh, guys...
Dude...
FRANKIE: Cleo texted and
said she'd see us soon.
Bu! We had our own problems
to worry about.
ALL; Whoa!
Why have we stopped?
ABBEY: Hey, I know this place!
SKELITA: Es no bueno.
According to this amulet,
if I rub it three times, it will
transport us to their location.
(GASPS)
Oh.
"Do not rub it three times)"
I've got to brush up
on my hieroglyphics.
(PINGING)
FRANKIE: The signal is close.
The book's gotta be
around here somewhere!
At this altitude, I do not have
enough breath to make fire.
My lady...
(ALL GASP) (ROARS)
(SCREAMS)
Cousin Blitnichcik! Aw.
(SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE)
(LAUGHS)
Inside joke.
Why does this place
look so familiar?
I don't know. Hmm.
But we should
probably make a fire
so planes know that
we're stranded down here.
(SHOUTING ANGRILY
IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)
Now I remember.
FRANKIE: Abbey's cousin
was nice enough
10 lead us to Clawdeen's book.
Whoa!
(MOANS) (PINGING)
It is in that nest!
(ensues)
Finally! You're not
going anywhere.
Hmm!
Come back! (HUMMING HAPPILY)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(GASPS) Oh, man!
Whoo-hoo!
(GRUNTS)
Not again!
(GRUNTING)
FRANKIE: We followed that book
everywhere, like, literally.
From Haunt-Kong.
(CROWD CHEERING)
(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
This way!
To the Scare-ham desert.
(SHIVERING)
Transylvania.
(VILLAGERS CLAMORING)
Doombai.
But it seemed ma!
No matter what we did,
(SHIP HORN BLARING)
the book was always
one step ahead of us.
Okay. All we have to do is row
to that ship and get the book.
Uh, Frankie, what ship?
Where'd the ship go?
(PINGING) (MOANS)
That doesn't make any sense.
According to your dooamahickey,
we should be
right on top of it.
(ALL SCREAMING)
CLEO: Oh, oh! I've got it!
I know how to get the Tiki
to help us get out of here!
An apology could go along way.
Yeah, we're not getting off
this island without their help.
(CONVERSING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)
Apologies aren't
really my thing.
For favor,
no more Egyptian magic.
FRANKIE: Cleo had
something better.
I'm going to do
what I do when Nefera
and my father won't
let me go somewhere.
Right! Pretend like
you don't want to go! (LAUGHS)
Precisely.
FRANKIE: Teenage magic!
So Cleo went to
the Tiki and made them
an offer that they,
um, could refuse.
Oh, you were so right
not to help us
get off this amazing island.
(CONVERSING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)
I never want to leave!
We need to brighten
this place up.
Get rid of all the plants.
Slap a coat of paint on here,
Princess Nile Blue
would be perfection.
A walk-in closet here.
Oh! Thank you. Thank you.
(SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE)
How's that for magic?
(PINGING)
(MOANS)
Really? Only a couple of miles
away from Monster High? Hmm'?
ALL: Whoo-hoo!
Wait, what we so
excitement about?
We still stuck in
tummy of Sea Monster.
(SIGHS) We're gonna be inside
this stupid thing forever.
I can't believe all
the bad luck we've had.
It's almost as if her book
didn't want to be found.
That's it! The book
did not want to be found.
It wanted us to chase it.
FRANKIE: What?
ABBEY: That crazy talk.
JINAFIRE: Think of all the
places we went looking for it.
Places we never
would go otherwise.
Now, it has led us
to Monster High.
FRANKIE: Jin was right.
It created this
amazing adventure,
sending us to the four comers o!
The world.
We experienced things
and saw stuff that
knocked {he bolts off
our wildest dreams!
The book always knew
where it was going.
But it took
the long way home for us.
But none of it means anything
if we can't get out of here.
Hmm?
Hmm...
(GRUNTING)
Hmm...
(ensues)
(ROARS)
ALL; Whoa!
(MOANS)
(GIGGLES) The Sea Monster
is ticklish!
Quick! Everybody
start tickling the walls!
Maybe we can get
him to spit us out!
(ALL GRUNTING)
(assume)
(ROARS)
(ALL SCREAMING)
Our balloon!
(ALL GRUNTING)
Hmm, that was convenient.
Oh, no!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
Hmm, nice job, Heath.
I am impressed.
(CHUCKLES) Hey' it's what I do.
ALL: Heath!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(SCREAMS)
Hey, what happened to you guys?
Long story. You guys?
(LAUGHS) Longer one.
Frankie, I been
calling you, what...
My book!
Were you a good boy?
(HUMMING HAPPILY)
You didn't cause any trouble
for Frankie, did you?
No, you didn't!
Oh! (LAUGHS) (GIGGLING)
Thanks, Frankie! I would've
torn my fur out... (GIGGLING)
from being away from
my design book for so long.
FRANKIE: Clawdeen was right.
The book gave her the confidence
to take on Madame Ghostier!
It proved that imagination and
creativity can take you anywhere.
ROTTER: The logarithmic
amplitude of the co-efficient
can easily be
calculated by using
blah over blah...
CLAWDEEN: Hey, Frankie,
forgot to ask, what took
you so long to get home'?
I hope my book
wasn't any trouble.
Hmm?
Nah.
Missed our flight.
(SIGHS HAPPILY)
(SINGING) M-O-N-S-T-E-R
Monsters, Monsters, yes, we are.
Hey, Frankie's
got me fallin' apart.
Draculaura's stealin' my heart.
Clawdeen Wolf
You make me howl at the moon.
Lagoona, you're the finest
fish in this lagoon.
Cleo de Nile, you so beguile
Even though you act so vile.
These are my boos
My skeleton crew.
A little strange But so are you.
Don't you wanna
be a monster, too?
Uninspired.
Unimpressive. Ridiculous.
So over.
So over my un-dead body!
This is what you give to me,
the great Moanatella Ghostier?
Monsters.
They are dying to
see my new ideas.
(CAT MEOWS)
If I do not wow the press
with my newline,
I could (GASPS)
disappear forever!
Come, we need to
find some new blood.
(SIGHS)
(GASPS)
(SIGHS)
This is the most impossible math
problem known to man or monster.
Whomever solves it will be forever
remembered throughout history.
Oh, this is so awesome!
I could be famous.
Ooh, Clawdeen,
today is the big day!
ROTTER: Ahem.
Ah, for math.
Ah, big day for math. Yay.
Aren't you excited?
I'm so nervous
my fur is standing up.
Relax, you did a voltageous
job designing our outfits.
They're so awesome Moanatella
Ghostier should idolize you.
Who is this
Moanatella Ghostier?
Duh, only the world's most
legendary fashion designer.
I don't see why we have to
wait until the bell rings.
The people deserve
to see me now.
Cleo, the bell rings, it's go time.
That's the whole point.
Abbey, we good on music?
Have two choices,
fun upbeat rock with roll,
or greatest hits of
Himalayan Yak Band! Huh?
Uh, let's go with
the first one.
Hmm?
Ooh! Oh, man! Oh, man! Oh, man!
Mr. Rotter, sir.
I figured it out! It's...
(BELL runes)
Time for a Flashion Mob!
Oh, no.
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Whoa! Yeah! Sweet music!
Time for Holt Hyde
to bring the noise!
Let's go, ghouls!
Please' Holt Hyde, you are
not to run in the halls.
(GASPS)
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
(GASPS) om.
What's the meanin'
of all this? Oi!
(SNEEZES)
(GASPS)
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
(STUDENTS EXCLAIMING IN AWE)
(CAMERAS CLICKING)
(GASPS)
ROCHELLE: (GASPS)
Looking great, ghouls!
This outfit is made from
all renewable resources!
(MEOWS ANGRILY)
Don't invite me, huh?
Time for this kitty to scratch.
Hey, you guys gotta hurry.
It's almost over!
(LAUGHS) Yeah. Let's do this!
HEATH: Uh, which one's mine?
(MEOWS MISCHIEVOUSLY)
(STUDENTS CLAMORING)
(GASPS)
I don't know about this.
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
Heath, what are you doing?
I'm doing my best.
I don't know how you
ghouls walk in these! Oh!
(GRUNTS) (THUDS)
(ALL GASPING) (THUDS)
A-ha.
(SIGHS)
(GLASS SHATTERING)
Argh! SPECTRA: Sorry.
It's just that you're,
like, totally famous now!
What are you
talking about, Spectra?
Hey, big sis, check it out.
The video of your Flashion Mob
is going viral.
Nice' sis! Way to go!
Fin-tastic!
But I didn't... You're welcome.
Ghoulia took everyone's
cell phone videos,
edited out that awkward last bit
and uploaded it to FrightTube!
Ugh! Well, what if
someone sees this?
Someone? (LAUGHS)
It's got, like, a jillion hits!
(MOANS)
I know that's not
a real number, Ghoulia.
Maybe I just bad
at reading faces,
but she not seem happy.
High fashion is
all about these rules
of strict form and design.
And I broke most of those
rules with my freaky outfits.
We gotta take this down before
anyone important sees this.
I need to find
myself a new apprentice.
(MOUSE CLICKING)
No. No.
Oui!
No.
No. Heavens, no.
(GASPS) Oui!
No! No, no, no, no!
I believe we are done here.
We have two
potential successors.
(GROWLS)
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Stop! This one,
I must have.
(SIGHS) Thanks, Ghoulia.
I can't believe she did that
I thought it was,
like, impossible
to take something
off the Internet.
No, I meant all of that
beautiful footage of me,
gone forever.
Look, I'm just
glad we pulled it off
without anybody getting busted.
BLOODGOOD ON PA: Clawdeen Wolf, you
and your Flashlon Mob ghoul friends
are to report to
my office immediately.
About that little stunt
you pulled yesterday...
Headmistress Bloodgood,
I can explain.
See, it was... Incredible!
I was watching it nonstop until
someone pulled the video.
So, we're not in trouble?
Oh, no.
In fact' it turns out I wasn't
the only one watching.
Guess who I just got
off the phone with?
Lead jug player from
Himalayan Yak Band!
Uh, no. (SIGHS) Oh.
Moanatella Ghostier!
She wants you to come to Scaris
to study fashion under her!
No way! So awesome!
Amazing! So fabulous!
Scaris?
Moanatella Ghostier?
Oh, pinch my fur, 'cause I am dreaming!
(LAUGHS)
BLOODGOOD: You leave tomorrow.
And since Rochelle
grew up there,
I've asked her to accompany
you as your guide.
I know every part
of that beautiful
and romantic city like
the back of my hand.
And my grandmother,
she will watch over us.
She has been doing it forever.
CLAWDEEN: Wait,
wait, wait, wait.
I mean, this all
sounds amazing,
but what about my ghouls?
I couldn't have done
any of this without them.
Can they come with me?
Oh, please.
Yeah! Say yes.
And you know I don't beg.
Remember, Scaris is the
cultural center of the world.
And it would be an amazing
educational opportunity.
For all of us. (LAUGHS)
It is no bother.
We have the room.
Okay. Everyone can go!
(ALL SQUEALING AND LAUGHING)
Shopping!
I get to go on a plane!
Ah! Wait, wait!
This is terrible.
Why?
We have less than 24 hours to
pack and plan all of our outfits!
We gotta move!
(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)
(DOOR SLAMS)
Ahem. Oops. Sorry!
Whoa!
(GRUNTS) (CRASHES)
Hmm.
CLAWDEEN: Awesome, right?
FRANKIE: Scaris, baby!
No.
Yes. Yes. Yes.
(MUTTERING QUICKLY)
Obviously, yes!
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Whoa!
Hey, Clawdeen!
Hey' Draculaura,
how many bags you taking?
Um... All of them?
Me too! (CELL PHONE RINGS)
Oh! It's Cleo.
Tell me the truth, is 45
pairs of shoes enough?
I mean, we are there for a whole week.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Hey, Lagoona.
Question, hats still in
this season?
I'd really love to
bring all me hats.
Are they still running
special, "Yaks fly for free"?
I just talked to my grand-mere,
the weather is perfect!
Dark and stormy!
Yes! Faux fur fo' sho!
Guys! What's going on?
What?
We're gonna miss our flight!
Gotta jet! Let's go!
WOMAN ON PA: Final boarding call
for ight 190 to Skull Shores.
Would Tiki passengers Yuk Tuk.
Tiki Tuk, Nick Puk and Dave
please report to
the airline desk.
Man, what'd you guys do,
bring your whole closets?
You know it! Totally!
Check out Heath, he's about to flame
out with one little suitcase.
(GRUNTS) I got it!
(LAUGHS)
(GRUNTS) (THUDS)
Ghoulia,
what do you got in this,
it weighs a monster ton!
(MOANS)
You brought your scooter?
No way!
How did you get that in there?
Everyone in Scaris
rides the scooters.
It is trs chic.
Come on! They're
boarding without us!
(SIGHS) Cheers, mate! Bye!
You know, I'm totally stoked for
Draculaura gettin' to go to Scaris.
Yeah, dude.
I'm totally stoked for myself!
What?
A whole week without Cleo
checking up on me.
That's right, brosefs! We don't
need any chicks crampin' our style.
There's no time, like bro
time, am I right, my dudes'?
Whoo! Up top!
Up top! Ow!
Huh?
Oh! I am so
voltageously excited,
I think I might blow my circuits!
(LAUGHS)
(SCREAMING)
Sorry!
(SIGHS)
So, you must really be sparked
about going home, Rochelle.
Oui, Frankie.
It has been too long.
Hey! Whatcha readin'?
They are old letters from my
first boyfriend, Garrett.
Oh, this is so beautiful!
Oui. Garrett is the most
romantic boy I have ever met.
FRANKIE: (LAUGHS)
And so cute, too!
So poetic.
Boys from Scaris are much more in
touch with their artistic side.
He really knows a lot
about fashion and clothes.
Garrott was the most
creative of them all.
He even designed
his own rose bush,
to grow roses unlike any other.
So that each
time he gave me one,
I would know how
special I was to him.
Oh, my ghoul,
this guy sounds like all
that and a bag of bolts!
Tell me you're gonna see him
while we're in Scaris.
Oh, alas, I cannot.
He does not love me anymore.
What?
These letters, they are old.
Some time ago,
they just stopped coming.
He must have
found someone else.
Wait a second!
You're telling me that
the boy who wrote
you these letters,
the boy who invented
his own rose bush for you,
just found somebody else?
Uh-uh. I don't believe it.
We've got his address.
When we get to Scaris,
we're going to go find him
and see what happened!
(RATTLING)
Abbey, did you sneak
a yak on the plane?
No, he get air sick.
Found that out hard way.
(MEOWS)
Toralei, you stowaway kitty!
What are you doing here?
(LAUGHS) If you think I was going
to just hang at Monster High
while you ghouls were
having fun in Scaris,
then you got
another fang coming.
Why do you have to try and
ruin everything we do'?
I'm not trying
to ruin anything.
Yeah. Sure, mate.
You know what? It's fine.
Scaris is a big place, no reason
we have to see her at all.
You do your thing,
we'll do ours, 'kay?
Fine.
Things like this never
happen in first class.
I'm just not used to seeing
big, bad Clawdeen Wolf
worried like this.
(SIGHS)
Madame Ghostier is my idol.
I've been following her
career since I was little.
She's going to love you.
I don't know.
Fashion's about rules, I've
always done things my own way.
Listen, she's going
to figure out
what the rest of
us already know,
that you are
an amazing designer.
(CHUCKLES) You're just sayin'
that to make me feel better.
(LAUGHS) When was the
last time you heard me
say something to
make anyone feel better?
(CHUCKLES) Well, I hope
you're right.
'Cause this ain't the halls
of Monster High anymore.
Scaris is the big time.
(CAT MEOWS)
That's right,
my phantom feline.
They're almost here,
the new blood,
the new ideas that I need
to keep me where I belong,
the top!
And not a moment too soon.
(CAT MEOWS)
(HORNS BLARING)
Et bien, grand-mre.
We are off!
(BIRD CHIRPING)
(ensues)
Ghoulia and I
need to help Rochelle
uh, find something she's lost.
You ghouls are free
to explore the city.
You can take our
family automobile. Ooh!
I have been gone a long time.
Don't fret, love.
It's a fin-tastic day.
We'll take a nice walk,
drop Clawdeen off
and do some fright-seeing.
Scaris is a very big place, I
don't want anyone to get lost.
I do.
You must promise me that you
will all stay together.
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)
Hang on, guys,
better check my phone.
Cleo has probably left,
like, a dozen messages.
Huh? Nothing.
Weird. (CELL PHONE BEEPS)
Hey, from Draculaura.
It's a bunch of
pics from Scaris.
DEUCE: Whoa! That place
looks sick, bro.
Draculaura is in the most
romantic city in the world
with the most romantic
dudes in the world.
Hah! I'd be, like,
mega jealous. Props, brah!
Thanks. Dude, it's Draculaura.
You guys are solid as stone.
Yeah. Totally.
It does not look like he's
lived here in along, longtime.
We tried our best, Frankie.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Fang on a second! You can't
give up on true love!
But Scaris is so large. There
is no way we can find him.
You have his letters,
his hopes, his dreams,
all his favorite places!
(GASPS) You are the genius,
Frankie!
Let us ride!
Whoa! (LAUGHS)
Isn't this city is to die for?
O-M-Ghoul,
is that what I think it is?
Moanatella Ghostiers
headquarters!
Oh, my ghoul! Whoa.
DRACULAURA:
You totally got this.
Now go knock her dead...
Uh... Undead.
Bonne chance, mon amie.
Break leg. Goodbye!
LAGOONA: Cheers, mate.
(INTERCOM BUZZES) Clawdeen Wolf here
to see Madame Ghostier. (GASPS)
You, girl we've never heard of.
You can tell us anything
about Madame's new line?
(SCREAMS)
Ma fille, you are never
to talk to those animals.
I will not answer any questions
about my new clothing line!
(DOOR CLOSES)
I will permit you to bask
in my glory. (GASPS)
Can you believe it?
The Moanatella Ghostier!
I just love your outfit!
Tienes some killer style!
You too! I'm... (GASPS)
Oh, no. My shirt!
Here, let me help.
Whoa!
That's furrific!
Thanks! I'm Clawdeen.
Skelita.
Are you ghouls here to
study under her, too?
Oh, yes.
This is Jinafire,
she is super talented.
Show her. Hmm...
Whoa!
Now, can we get to work?
This is the opportunity
of a lifetime.
I do not want to waste it.
This is the opportunity
of a lifetime.
One of you will
have a chance lo learn
everything I know
about haunt couture.
Only one of us'? Oui.
Consider this
a fashion boot camp.
At the end, one of you
will become my apprentice.
The others will be tossed to the
curb like last season's collection.
Follow me.
This is where you will work.
Where you will take everything I
teach you and bring it to life.
Whoa!
For your first assignment,
you will have
30 minutes to design
the most elegant, regal,
and amazing outfit for
my cat. (CAT MEOWS)
A cat?
(SNARLS) (GROWLS)
So, what do you
girls wanna see first?
The Eiffel Terror,
Ogre-Dame Cathedral...
So much history here.
It's older than I am!
We're in the fashion
capital of the world
and you ghouls wanna
learn stuff? (SCOFFS)
This Kitty's going shopping.
But we supposed
to stick together.
Then I guess we're
all going shopping.
Ugh! I have never
been more angry
to buy things in my life.
Normally I don't go for cats, but
designing for them is actually fun.
Oh, you haven't started yet.
I need inspiration to create.
And for me, mi familia
is my greatest source.
These belonged to mi abuelita.
My grandmother. JINAFIRE: Shh.
You need inspiration, too?
I am almost done.
The magic is in the planning.
I never draw a single
line until I am sure.
Hmm. Perfect.
Ta-da!
Whoa!
ROCHELLE: His name is Garrett.
If you see him,
s'il vous plait, call me.
FRANKIE: Rochelle!
Isn't that
the exact leather jacket.
Garrott was wearing
in the picture?
After him!
My dearest designers,
all of your concepts
were bold, unique,
and hideous! (GASPS)
Do any of these look
like Ghostier designs?
I think not! (GROWLS)
Mademoiselle Clawdeen,
I had such high hopes for you.
Defend your work!
Oh. Well, Madame,
I just thought feathers
'cause cats chase birds, and...
Enough!
Under your desks
are brand-new design books.
You will throw
away your old one
and fill this one
with what I teach you.
The ghoul with the best book will
be chosen as my new apprentice.
I suggest you leave
your old style to history,
or else you will be history.
(CAT MEOWS)
Just try and keep up, ah?
(SCREAMS)
(ALL GASP) (TIRES SCREECH)
Oh, no. We'll never catch him.
ROCHELLE: Ah! Shortcut!
(SCREAMS)
What is this place?
These are the catacombs
of Scaris.
A series of passageways
that stretch
for miles deep
underneath the city.
Some of the areas are
hundreds of years old.
What's with all the skeletons?
'Tis where they sleep.
(SHUSHING)
Sorry!
No, stop! (TIRES SCREECHING)
That area is forbidden.
They say that monsters
who venture down there
are never heard from again.
We will go this way.
(SCREAMS)
He is over there!
Watch out! (SCREAMS)
(ALL SCREAM)
(GASPS)
(ALL SCREAM)
Ooh!
(GASPS) Garrett?
Pardonnez-moi.
Ooh, please forgive me.
(GASPS) (BUZZING)
Oh!
I don't know what to get. Cleo
always picks out my lunch for me.
Whoa!
I've been doing some research. You
were right about Scaris, bro.
Told ya! So what, dude?
So what? That place
is super romantic
I can't compete.
It's gonna to be fine.
Yeah, I'm sure that thing with
Valentine was a freak event.
I know!
I gotta go talk to Cupid.
She'll know what to do.
DRACULAURA: Where do you
ghouls want to go next?
Oh, Oh! The museum!
Who wants to go to the Boo-we?
No.
It's pronounced Bouvre.
The Bower'? Bouvre.
Boov... Bouvre.
Boo-var... Boo-boo... Bouvre!
TORALEI: Who cares?
Who wants to see a bunch of
oldie, moldy statues and stuff'?
(GASPS) What's your deal?
Why is my coffee so small?
Toralei, it's an espresso.
Take this tiny coffee back right
now and bring me a big one!
You understand? Big?
(SIGHS)
Oh, I just wish Clawd
were here with me.
I know! I'm going to take some
more pictures to send him.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
(MOANS)
What? They can't fix
your scooter?
(MOANS) New one?
How much?
That much? What? I thought you
said a jillion wasn't a number.
I'm sorry, love.
(VIOLIN PLAYING)
(COINS CLINKING)
(MOANS)
Hey, Skelita,
what's that thing?
This is my tribute
to my ancestors.
All those that came before me.
To honor them gives me strength.
Wow. Jim's new book
is really furrific.
Hey Jin, I really
like your stuff.
You are not to be
looking at this.
Relax, I was just admiring it.
This is a competition.
Not supposed to be
helping competitors.
Sorry.
No need to get your
scales in a bunch.
CLAWD: Did you see these
news pics she sent me?
Check this guy! He's waiting
on her claw and hoof.
Ahem, that's his job.
He's a waiter.
Listen to me, hon, I think you
should take a deep breath, relax,
and trust her, okay?
So, you're saying I should
go to Scaris and find her!
I'm on it.
No! Clawd!
(assume)
(PLAYING CHEERFUL
ACCORDION MUSIC)
(CROWD LAUGHING)
(MOANS HAPPILY)
(MEOWS) Come on, you guys,
can we go sit down somewhere?
(SCOFFS) It's only been three blocks.
Don't be such a kitten!
(MEOWS WHININGLY)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(SIGHS)
Well, what's! The owner say?
Garrett used to come
here every morning.
One day he told the owner
that he would not be
coming in any longer.
But why?
Garrott did not say, exactly.
Only that he was very excited
about a great opportunity.
Opportunity? (CHUCKLES)
Vague much?
The last place he knows of that
anybody saw Garrett
was down by the river,
making his drawings.
MADAME GHOSTIER:
Mais oui, my captive creator,
your time has come, mon ami.
These new ghouls are good,
as good as you were,
before you lost it! (SPITS)
And one of them will replace
you as my ghost designer.
Consider yourself fired!
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Hey, man, thanks for coming.
I... I know I'm being
a little dogged about this,
but I just cant
stand the thought
of Draculaura in
Scaris without me.
No prob, that's what
best bros are for.
Besides, I know Cleo's
probably dying without me.
Thanks for coming, too, Heath.
Even though I totally
told you not to. Whoa!
You kiddin'? A chance
to miss some school?
I'm mere, bro-seems.
(GASPS)
(SNARLING)
(GROWLS)
Uh-oh.
In fashion,
styles come and they go.
May I present to you the most
famous hunchback in all of Scaris,
Modo! He is fashion's
King of Fools.
Your assignment is to give my
friend here a fashion makeover.
You are to sketch out an outfit
that fits his
on-the-go lifestyle.
It needs to be versatile.
Something he can wear
to an ultra-posh feast,
or just hanging
out ringing a bell.
Your time begins now. (RINGS)
(ALL GASP)
Oh! That'll totally work!
Little cross-stitching here,
some rushing there.
Hey, Skelita,
what do you think?
Hijole! How original!
You think Madame will like it?
(BELL runes)
Arrte, pencils down!
What is this? You know you cannot
wear boots after Scar-bor Day!
Well, yeah, but I thought...
You thought? Impossible!
Infantile, primitive!
All this talent,
but you refuse to adhere
to the tenets of fashion!
I am beginning to think
I was wrong about you.
I thought I told you
to throw that away.
Madame, I was just
looking for inspiration.
I feel like I'm failing you.
Oh, tsk, tsk.
Ma fille, you are failing me.
I brought you in
to study my style,
not your own.
When I saw your video, I was at
first, horrified by your designs.
Um... Thanks?
I thought, this girl
has something special
inside of her that
you cannot teach.
Really?
I thought that I could
show you the right way,
the Ghostier way,
and maybe you would
become the next me.
But you are determined
to do things the yuck way.
Don't give up on me.
I can learn, I promise!
First, you will stop
signing your work like that.
And second, before you ever
touch your pencil to the paper,
ask yourself,
"Would Madame wear this?"
I won't let you down.
Good. When you
turn in your book,
I expect to see that you have
listened to what I have said.
(MEOWS)
(GRUNTS)
(GASP)
(YAWNS)
Oops, my bad.
Oh, my Ra! (ALL GASP)
(HUMS DISAPPROVINGLY)
Ugh!
It's perfect.
Ugh!
(YAWNS)
Merci, mademoiselles.
(CAT MEOWS)
When you hear
the bell chime three times,
you will know that
I have made my decision.
And one of your dreams
will become fashion reality.
(PURRS)
Draculaura! I miss you, ghoul!
Cleo! I miss someone
telling me what to do!
I miss girls who
speak my language!
(BOYS PANTING)
HEATH: Oh!
(COINS CLINKING)
(ALL PANTING)
I'm gonna ask that
dude if he's seen 'em.
I don't think he's
gonna be much help.
What does that mean?
Where are they? Just tell me!
They're over there? Let's go!
You're just messing with
me now, aren't you?
(DINGS)
(GROWLS IN FRUSTRATION)
Oh, oh. What about the
Scare Lachaise cemetery?
It is of no use, Frankie.
He has disappeared.
We're gonna find him,
I just know it!
Hmm. This caf.
We used to come
here all the time.
He would sketch me,
and we'd watch
the sun set over
the Eiffel Terror.
(SNIFFS)
If we were meant be,
surely I would see
some kind of sign. No?
(GASPS)
Regardez!
Look! The vines!
They grow from
beneath the city!
(GASPS) The catacombs!
When this is over,
I'm gonna sleep like a mummy.
Hey!
Where did you get that?
I found it in the trash.
Someone must've thrown it away.
I did.
But, why?
Duh, they're terrible.
The ghoul who did those
was young, immature and...
Talented.
To see you now saddens me.
No, I'm getting better!
You saw Madame, she was over
the moon for my new work!
Chica, that is because you were
doing it exactly like her.
It wasn't you.
She's an icon!
She has to be right.
I'm just a nobody with a
chance to become somebody.
Why do you design?
Well, I'd die without it.
It's how I express
who I really am.
Who you really are'
or who Madame wants you to be?
(BELL runes)
That means.
Madame has chosen.
Here.
Whoa, whoa.
How far down do
you think it goes?
Shh! These old bones
are trying to rest!
Sorry! (CHUCKLES)
Mademoiselles, it is time.
You three have been given the
biggest break of your lives,
to learn from me!
FRANKIE: Look!
(GASPS)
MADAME GHOSTIER: And now,
one of you lucky ladies
will be forever remembered
in the world of haunt couture
as the next
Moanatella Ghostier!
ROCHELLE: It goes
under the door!
BOY: Allo? (GASPS)
Oh! Rochelle!
(GASPS) Garrett!
For my apprentice,
I have chosen.
Clawdeen Wolf!
(GASPS)
So, Madame Ghostier has had you
locked away down
here the whole time?
Oui. After I became
her apprentice,
she lock me down here and force me
to design her clothes, her way,
by her rules.
But why?
Why would somebody as big time
as Madame Ghostier need you
to design all her clothes?
She has been doing this
a long, long time.
Somewhere along
the way, she ran dry.
I myself have run out of ideas.
No, I do not believe it.
I have no inspiration
down here.
No Rochelle.
Oh, Garrett,
I've missed you so!
Um... (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) Hello!
Not to interrupt
this beautiful moment,
but, um, I've got a question,
is Madame Ghostier replacing
you with her new apprentice?
That is my understanding, out.
(GASPS)
Madame is coming.
You must hide, quickly.
(GIGGLES) Well, what are
we doin' down here?
I'm going to show
you a secret, my dear.
The biggest secret in fashion.
Don't worry about me,
Madame Ghostier.
I'm not going to tell anyone.
I know. (GASPS)
You're not ever going to tell
anyone, anything, ever again!
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Let me outta here!
My new design book! Correction.
My new clothing line!
What? What's the deal?
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
You're a brilliant
designer, Clawdeen.
I'm going to use the designs
from your book as my new line.
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
Now, if you'll excusez-moi,
I have a triumphant fashion
show to prepare for.
Alors, so, it would seem
you are my replacement.
(CHEERFUL ACCORDION
MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD GASPING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
(COINS CLINKING)
Man, we've been
all over this city.
Those ghouls are,
like, nowhere.
Yeah, I can't believe it.
I'm beginning to think...
(SNIFFING)
Guys, they're down here!
(GRUNTS)
I dunno, dude.
Trust me, the nose knows, bros.
Oh, my ghoul,
I had so much fun!
(GASPS)
I could sleep for five days.
Right? TORALEI: Yeah.
I've never had so
much fun in my life!
"Fun"?
Maybe she think that word
mean something else.
You've been a real berk
the whole trip, Toralei.
I know. That's fun to me.
See? I told you.
She has to ruin everything.
Look, you guys could've
ditched me, and you didn't.
So, thanks or whatever.
CLAWDEEN: I can't believe this.
You're saying we're trapped
down here, like, forever-ever?
There's got to be a way out.
I'm afraid no.
The walls, they are too thick,
and this part of the
catacombs, too forbidden.
Oui, no one would ever be
fool enough to come near here.
Whoa! It sure is
dark down here.
Are you sure we're in the
right place, brochacho'?
Look, I've lived with
Clawdeen my whole life,
I know her scent anywhere.
Trust me.
The nose knows. The nose knows.
The worst part of this is
I changed who I was as a designer
just to please somebody else.
It is not your fault.
It is monster nature to want to
please those you look up to...
My brother!
Clawd, we're over here!
Clawdeen! (GASPS)
Bone-Jour.
What are you doing down here?
There's no time for all of that.
Get us out of here!
(GRUNTS)
HEATH: (MUFFLED) Up top?
Oh! Rochelle!
We gotta hurry if
we want to get there
before Madame Ghostiers
fashion show!
We must expose her
for the fraud she is!
CLAWDEEN: No.
Exposing her is not enough.
You want to beat
Madame at her own game.
CLAWDEEN: That's right!
I wanna beat her
my way with my style!
Frankie, call the ghouls!
All right, Madame Ghostier and her
crew are gonna be across town
setting up for
the fashion show,
so we can use
the design center here.
Okay, what do you need?
Clawd'? What are
you doing here?
Well, I...
Okay, fine.
I just couldn't
stand the thought of you
being in the most
romantic city in the world
without me.
That's the most beautiful
thing I've ever heard.
And I see you came along, too.
(SCOFFS) Yeah. I gotta support
my dawg, bro-code and all. Yeah.
So, it wasn't because
you missed me at all?
Are you kidding?
Okay! My life doesn't make
any sense without you.
Don't leave for
this long ever again!
(LAUGHS) Okay, Deucey,
I won't. Oh.
Um... Anybody miss me?
Hmm... I missed him.
Little bit.
(GRUNTS)
Gotcha.
Do not push it.
Then what are you waiting for?
Let us do this fang.
Even with two designers,
I don't think there's
gonna be enough time.
SKELITA: What about four?
(GASPS)
We sensed something did not feel right
about Sefiora Ghostier, so we stayed.
And we overheard your plan.
You're going to need this.
I would be honored to help
such an original designer.
I can't think of three monsters
I'd rather put a show on with,
including
Moanatella Ghostier herself!
(TOOLS WHIRRING AND BANGING)
Ah!
Oh, my ghoul! Only 20
minutes till the show!
Oh, we're not gonna make it.
She still has so much to do.
We'll make it.
How can you be so sure?
'Cause I know
something you don't
(HOWLING)
(HOWLS)
(HORN HONKS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(GASPS)
I love the classics. And
speaking of the classics...
Ah!
(ENGINE ROARING)
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD APPLAUDING)
Welcome, everyone, to the debut
of my latest,
greatest clothing line!
(ROARING) (RECORD SCRATCHES)
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(POP MUSIC PLAYING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
(HOWLING)
Huh! What is the meaning
of this?
(HOWLING)
(POP MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)
(CROWD CLAPPING AND CHEERING)
WOMAN 1: Brilliant! Magnifique!
This fashion line is fantastic!
This is an outrage!
Stop! Stop at once!
These are not my designs!
(GASPS) WOMAN 2: Incroyable!
(GASPS)
WOMAN 3: Stunning. (GROANS)
(WHIRRING)
(CROWD GASPS)
(LAUGHS) A kitty can't just
change her stripes.
(GASPS)
I cannot be ignored!
(CROWD WHISTLING AND CHEERING)
No! No! No!
I must do something!
(CROWD EXCLAIMS IN DELIGHT)
WOMAN 4: Amazing!
Scaris is lovin'
them some Heath.
Whoa!
(CROWD GASPS) Ah...
(CROWD CHEERING)
Ahead of its time!
You cannot be serious!
This collection, it breaks
every known rule of fashion.
It is heresy!
WOMAN 5: Madame Ghostier?
Madame'? Oui?
Will you move out of the way?
You're blocking our view!
No!
Clawdeen, you nailed it.
(SIGHS)
Come on, let's go show the
world who did this fang!
(CROWD CHEERING)
(LAUGHING EVILLY)
I'm so very glad that
you like my protg!
You can direct all
of your questions,
comments, and compliments
to me, out?
So, who's first, hmm?
MAN: Clawdeen... Madame Wolf...
No! MAN: Madame Wolf,
how does it feel to be
the new, singular
voice of fashion?
Now you make the rules!
I used to sit and wait
for Madame Ghostier
to tell me what
I could wear, and when.
Now I realize fashion
is about expression.
No, I can't be ignored.
(CAT YOWLS)
These monsters behind me
gave me the confidence.
There's room for more
than just one voice.
(CHITTERING ANGRILY) And with
Moanatella Ghostier gone,
the world of fashion
just got a lot bigger.
(CROWD CHEERING)
At Monster High,
it's about who you are.
(CROWD CHEERING)
This Monster High sounds cool!
Yes. Do they take
exchange students?
Garrott, I feel the same way
about Monster High.
You promise to write?
Every day, ma chrie.
Come on ghouls, let's show them
how we do fashion
at Monster High!
(TECHNO MUSIC PLAYING)
(CROWD CHEERING)
Clawdeen, that was
a beautiful speech.
Hey-hey! All right! Finally!
(SCREAMS)
FRANKIE:
Hey, where are you going'?
Don't you wanna see
how we got home?
Scaris was a monster blast!
And like all good things, our
trip had to come to an end.
Our flight from Charles de Ghoul
Scareport didn't leave until later,
so we had plenty of time.
(CHUCKLES)
I just love this city.
Yeah, it's the most exotic and
amazing city I've ever seen.
Of course, I'm so new,
(CHUCKLES) (HUMMING)
I haven't been
very many places. (CHUCKLES)
Nor I.
Always so focused on
studies and fashion,
I never took the time to see...
Whoa!
What is out there.
Yeah' it's a shame
we have to go back so soon.
There's still so much to see!
(HUMMING HAPPILY)
CLAWDEEN: No, no, no, no.
No more sightseeing.
We have a plane to catch.
(IN BABY VOICE) You're a good
hooky-wonky, aren't you?
Yes, you are. (BOOK GIGGLES)
Now you go into this bag...
(WHIMPERS)
Look I will take you out again
when we're in the air, okay?
I don't want any more
tricks outta you now.
Uh, your design book
sure has a lot of, uh.-.
Personality.
Tell me about it.
It seems like the more drawings
that I filled it with,
the more it came lo life,
like, literally.
(MEOWS) It doesn't seem
to want to obey you.
(SNARLS)
(MEOWS ANGRILY)
Well, that's creativity
for you.
It's got a mind of its own.
Oh, hey, I love your bag!
(GIGGLES)
Great taste, luggage twin.
(LAUGHS) You too.
(SIGHS)
I'm really gonna miss
shopping here in Scaris.
Speaking of which, Cleo and
Draculaura shoulda been back by now.
Yeah, where are they?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
CLEO: Scaris! DRACULAURA:
That's so fabulous!
Shopping!
FRANKIE: You'd be batty if
you thought those two ghouls
were gonna leave the fashion
capital of the world empty handed.
Oh, right. Of course.
Okay, Cleo and Draculaura
will meet us at the Scareport.
(MOANS)
Yeah, Ghoulia's right, mates.
We better get a move on.
(HORN HONKS)
Everyone hurry,
s'il vous plait!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
I don't understand, how do they
get all this stuff in here?
Girl magic, bro.
(GRUNTS)
Bad news, guys.
They overbooked the plane.
(ALL GASP)
We gotta take separate flights.
I can't believe it!
I wanted to sit next to you.
(IN SINGSONG VOICE) Clawd!
Only one bag? I'm impressed.
You've shown a lot of restraint.
(GIGGLES)
Whoa!
Abbey, Cleo, Deuce,
Heath, Jin, Skelita, Ghoulia,
our plane is over here! Bye!
LAGOONA: See you back
in Monster High!
(ensues)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Hey, Draculaura!
What? I can't hear...
Clawdeen's design book'? Uh-oh.
(BOOK HUMMING)
Wait, wait, fang on,
I can't hear anything.
Here, hold this for a sec.
Let me talk to her.
Frankie' we're
about to take off.
Just make sure you keep
an eye on my book, 'kay?
Don't worry about a thing.
(ensues)
(SIGHS) on, man,
I can't be seen carrying
this girly bag around.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
Hmm?
(MISCHIEVOUSLY) Hmm!
(GRUNTING)
CLAWDEEN: I'm serious, that
beck has a mind of its own!
Seriously, I've got this,
Clawdeen, Monster's honor.
I won't take my eyes off of...
(GASPS)
Hankie!
Uh, I'll call you back.
Don't worry about the book,
everything's cool.
(LAUGHS) Bye!
Heath, where's the bag?
Relax. I set it down behind.
Oh, no. (GASPS)
BOOK: Whoo-hoo!
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
(GASPS)
We have to get to that plane!
My friend's book is on there.
You guys go ahead
and catch the flight home.
But I'm not going back
without that design book.
We have got your back!
I'm all fired up.
Sir, can you tell me
where that plane is headed?
Fangladesh.
I guess we're
going to Fangladesh!
FRANKIE: Ghoulia figured out
a way to track the bag
using the Creep-PS
in Clawdeen's phone.
Something about reverse triangulation.
(PINGING)
(MOANS)
Mira! Look at this place!
Es may fantastical.
Are you serious?
Do you have any idea what this
humidity will do to my beautiful hair?
Hey, Deuce, is it just me
or is Jin totally
into the Heathster?
It's just you.
Read you loud and clear.
I'm going in.
(SIGHS) Dude.
Hey Jin, miss me?
Ooh!
(MOANS)
(GASPS) It's in
the unclaimed baggage!
(HUMMING MISCHIEVOUSLY)
Guys, this way!
Hmm?
Hmm...
(GRUNTS) (FEEDBACK SCREECHING)
(EARTH RUMBLING)
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
(GASPS) Earthquake! No, worse.
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
(BIRDS CAWING)
Stampede!
(ALL SCREAM)
Don't worry, Jin!
Oh, no!
You're welcome.
(ELEPHANTS TRUMPETING)
Aw!
(PINGING)
We gotta be close. (CHUCKLES)
(MOANS) Right?
(BOOK HUMMING)
There!
(HUMMING PLAYFULLY)
(ELEPHANTS SNORING)
Must be very quiet.
If anything like yaks,
very grumpy when wake up.
I know!
(BOTH GASP) Hey' hey' hey!
FRANKIE: Gotcha!
We're not losing you again.
(WHIMPERS)
Now, we just head
back to the Scareport
and we'll be home in two
shakes of a griffin's tail.
(BIRD SCREECHING)
The bag!
There might be
a way to follow it,
but we're going to
need your credit card.
Fine. Which one?
(LAUGHS)
(PINGING)
(MOANS)
We're not going fast enough,
we're losing the signal!
Allow me.
FRANKIE: Whoa! That's cool.
And by cool, I mean hot.
You know, I'm no stranger
to the "flame game" myself.
Dude, careful!
This is the Heath-miester
you're talking to.
Name one time I wasn't careful.
Called it.
ALL: Heath!
Huh! Okay, that's one.
Deuce, do something!
(GRUNTS)
HEATH: Oh!
DEUCE: Whoa! No.
I am totally doing that again!
Uh, guys...
Dude...
FRANKIE: Cleo texted and
said she'd see us soon.
Bu! We had our own problems
to worry about.
ALL; Whoa!
Why have we stopped?
ABBEY: Hey, I know this place!
SKELITA: Es no bueno.
According to this amulet,
if I rub it three times, it will
transport us to their location.
(GASPS)
Oh.
"Do not rub it three times)"
I've got to brush up
on my hieroglyphics.
(PINGING)
FRANKIE: The signal is close.
The book's gotta be
around here somewhere!
At this altitude, I do not have
enough breath to make fire.
My lady...
(ALL GASP) (ROARS)
(SCREAMS)
Cousin Blitnichcik! Aw.
(SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE)
(LAUGHS)
Inside joke.
Why does this place
look so familiar?
I don't know. Hmm.
But we should
probably make a fire
so planes know that
we're stranded down here.
(SHOUTING ANGRILY
IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)
Now I remember.
FRANKIE: Abbey's cousin
was nice enough
10 lead us to Clawdeen's book.
Whoa!
(MOANS) (PINGING)
It is in that nest!
(ensues)
Finally! You're not
going anywhere.
Hmm!
Come back! (HUMMING HAPPILY)
(TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING)
(GASPS) Oh, man!
Whoo-hoo!
(GRUNTS)
Not again!
(GRUNTING)
FRANKIE: We followed that book
everywhere, like, literally.
From Haunt-Kong.
(CROWD CHEERING)
(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)
This way!
To the Scare-ham desert.
(SHIVERING)
Transylvania.
(VILLAGERS CLAMORING)
Doombai.
But it seemed ma!
No matter what we did,
(SHIP HORN BLARING)
the book was always
one step ahead of us.
Okay. All we have to do is row
to that ship and get the book.
Uh, Frankie, what ship?
Where'd the ship go?
(PINGING) (MOANS)
That doesn't make any sense.
According to your dooamahickey,
we should be
right on top of it.
(ALL SCREAMING)
CLEO: Oh, oh! I've got it!
I know how to get the Tiki
to help us get out of here!
An apology could go along way.
Yeah, we're not getting off
this island without their help.
(CONVERSING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)
Apologies aren't
really my thing.
For favor,
no more Egyptian magic.
FRANKIE: Cleo had
something better.
I'm going to do
what I do when Nefera
and my father won't
let me go somewhere.
Right! Pretend like
you don't want to go! (LAUGHS)
Precisely.
FRANKIE: Teenage magic!
So Cleo went to
the Tiki and made them
an offer that they,
um, could refuse.
Oh, you were so right
not to help us
get off this amazing island.
(CONVERSING IN NATIVE LANGUAGE)
I never want to leave!
We need to brighten
this place up.
Get rid of all the plants.
Slap a coat of paint on here,
Princess Nile Blue
would be perfection.
A walk-in closet here.
Oh! Thank you. Thank you.
(SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE)
How's that for magic?
(PINGING)
(MOANS)
Really? Only a couple of miles
away from Monster High? Hmm'?
ALL: Whoo-hoo!
Wait, what we so
excitement about?
We still stuck in
tummy of Sea Monster.
(SIGHS) We're gonna be inside
this stupid thing forever.
I can't believe all
the bad luck we've had.
It's almost as if her book
didn't want to be found.
That's it! The book
did not want to be found.
It wanted us to chase it.
FRANKIE: What?
ABBEY: That crazy talk.
JINAFIRE: Think of all the
places we went looking for it.
Places we never
would go otherwise.
Now, it has led us
to Monster High.
FRANKIE: Jin was right.
It created this
amazing adventure,
sending us to the four comers o!
The world.
We experienced things
and saw stuff that
knocked {he bolts off
our wildest dreams!
The book always knew
where it was going.
But it took
the long way home for us.
But none of it means anything
if we can't get out of here.
Hmm?
Hmm...
(GRUNTING)
Hmm...
(ensues)
(ROARS)
ALL; Whoa!
(MOANS)
(GIGGLES) The Sea Monster
is ticklish!
Quick! Everybody
start tickling the walls!
Maybe we can get
him to spit us out!
(ALL GRUNTING)
(assume)
(ROARS)
(ALL SCREAMING)
Our balloon!
(ALL GRUNTING)
Hmm, that was convenient.
Oh, no!
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
Hmm, nice job, Heath.
I am impressed.
(CHUCKLES) Hey' it's what I do.
ALL: Heath!
(ALL SCREAMING)
(SCREAMS)
Hey, what happened to you guys?
Long story. You guys?
(LAUGHS) Longer one.
Frankie, I been
calling you, what...
My book!
Were you a good boy?
(HUMMING HAPPILY)
You didn't cause any trouble
for Frankie, did you?
No, you didn't!
Oh! (LAUGHS) (GIGGLING)
Thanks, Frankie! I would've
torn my fur out... (GIGGLING)
from being away from
my design book for so long.
FRANKIE: Clawdeen was right.
The book gave her the confidence
to take on Madame Ghostier!
It proved that imagination and
creativity can take you anywhere.
ROTTER: The logarithmic
amplitude of the co-efficient
can easily be
calculated by using
blah over blah...
CLAWDEEN: Hey, Frankie,
forgot to ask, what took
you so long to get home'?
I hope my book
wasn't any trouble.
Hmm?
Nah.
Missed our flight.
(SIGHS HAPPILY)