Zombillénium (2017) - full transcript

♪ Early in the morning
I woke up safe and healthy ♪

♪ Of course I follow everything
Everything she told me ♪

♪ I like this miniskirt girl
Oh, my God, she's pretty ♪

♪ Oh, no, you don't want
To play your hand ♪

♪ But you're trying
To get hit on me ♪

♪ Oh, no, I'm not crazy ♪

♪ Hey, baby, I know
The way you looks at me ♪

♪ You're mine, girl
You belong to me ♪

♪ I feel your love
Through my TV ♪

A blue for you,
a red for me.

Blue for you...



Daddy, are monsters real?

Well, if they
are, I certainly hope

they pay their taxes
like the rest of us.

Dad, can you take me to Zombillenium?

- So, how's it going?
- Bad. They blocked the access.

- What do they want?
- Maybe keep their jobs?

I checked it over.
That factory's noncompliant.

So, business as usual.
Promise them a bonus. Make something up.

But by tomorrow,
it has to be razed.

What were you
asking me, hon?

Uh, I'd like to go
to Zombillenium.

- Sure. I'll take you.
- Swear?

Cross my heart and hope to die.

- Come on. Work hard.
- I'm doing my best.



Not you, stupid.
Off you go.

- See you Friday, sweetie.
- See you, Daddy.

- For Friday, or for tomorrow?
- Tomorrow, I said!

- Good-bye, honey.
- Bye, Mommy.

Bye.

- But how do I clear them off?
- Just work it out.

Call the cops, or even the
army, if necessary.

But hey,
at the break of day,

I want to hear the sweet
sound of the tractors,

breathe in
the smell of rubble,

personally witness
the triumph of civilization.

- Save our jobs!
- That's beautiful, boss.

Uh... What was that?

Hey, here comes Mr. Quality Control.

- Coffee as usual?
- No, something stronger to calm my nerves.

Okay. What's going on?

Just now, there,
at the crossroads,

I just dropped my daughter
off at school, and this...

this... this flying chick
pops up in front of me!

I crashed into the traffic
light to avoid her.

A flying chick?

You clearly ran into
the Zombillenium witch.

Blah, blah,
blah, blah, blah.

Another one
of their publicity stunts.

Publicity schmublicity! Halloween.
Pumpkins. I can deal with that.

But their damn
lousy corpses park?

Over my dead body!

Hey, Sylvain,
keep it down.

Is your hunting permit
up-to-date?

Where that park is,
there used to be the mine.

And one day... boom!
Mine shaft explosion.

Dozens of my workmates dead.

Rumor has it that they're the ones
who are now working in the park.

Yes, sir, the devil
took their souls!

And they only
hire foreigners.

My daughter wants to go there. Huh!
I'd shut down that dreadful park.

Well, isn't that
precisely your job?

Yeah, it is!

I'll pay them a surprise
visit this morning.

I'll control every detail.

Safety blueprints, management.
Ha! That'll teach 'em.

The last time some overconfident
rookie tried to rub their nose in it,

he was never seen again!

Ha-ha! Here I come,
you phony monsters!

May I help...

Francis Von Bloodt,
manager.

You... You scared me.

That's my job.
Do you have an appointment?

Hector Saxe. I control standards
and always come unannounced.

That's my job.

And finally,
our ghost train.

Safety and sustainable development are
the guiding principles of our park.

Here are all the certificates of
compliance in order, Mr. Sack.

Saxe.

We have spared no expense regarding
new standards of compli...

Hmm. Mm-hmm.
These harnesses don't comply

with the B-75 circular
on amusement park safety.

But, Mr. Saxe.

Why don't you bring your children to
our park instead of controlling it.

Hmm. Attempted bribery.
Well done.

How did you know
I had a daughter?

- Francis.
- Aton, this is really not a good time.

- But, Francis, the cotton candy stall has...
- Excuse me.

This will just take
a minute.

Aton, this guy is a human and a
control inspector. Now, scram!

Who cares if he's
an inspector or whatever?

I have a problem.

Hmm. Oh?

I have way more
important things to do!

I told you I don't care.
I need your help.

Oh. A sweatshop.

And it's not on the blueprints.

It looks like the
Zombillenium has come to...

Oh!

Tsk, tsk, tsk,
Mr. Saxe.

You shouldn't have
gone through that door.

- You've seen too much.
- Are you trying to intimidate me?

Your park is obsolete!

The harnesses,
the roller coaster structure,

not to mention employment
of illegal workers.

My report will be...
Oh!

...a killer.

What are we going
to do with you?

Drip... drop...

goes... the... rain...

on... the... heap.

On the heap,
not the hip.

Again.

On the heap.

Period.

I... slide...

Penelope!

I want to see your nose
on your paper.

Uh, miss, why is Lucie
in the graveyard?

Hmm?

Oh, yes. Well, it's...

It's a terrible tragedy.

Lucie lost her daddy
yesterday morning.

- Oh, no!
- Well, he had it coming.

They say he used to
put people out of work.

You can't say that!
It's not nice!

- It's no fun to lose your dad.
- That's what my dad said.

Quiet!

Hush.

And since Lucie
already lost her mom,

she's going to stay at the boarding
school until the end of the term.

You'll have to help her through this
hardship. Be kind to her, et cetera.

Well, let's get back to it.

Blaise, is our controller awake?

But...
Did you bite him too?

To turn him
into a werewolf.

- We have enough vampires.
- But, Blaise!

- So, he's a what?
- We'll find out in a second.

Hello, Mr. Saxe.

You're dead.
Congratulations.

You've been hired
at Zombillenium.

Ah!

Mr. Manager, what I found in
the basement was not pretty.

Also, I was mugged!

I warn you, I'm going to send a
report to general inspection...

Ten bucks he lands on his
feet, and he's a werewolf.

Ten bucks he turns into a
bat, and he's a vampire.

A zombie?

What the...

Aaah!

Aaah!

The park opens its gates
at 9:00.

Staff must be present
from 8:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m.

Except for night events
that last all night.

Ah, Mr. Von Bloodt.
Here you are.

Hello, Miranda.
Oh, you have new glasses. Very nice.

Oh! Thanks
for noticing.

- Hey, Freddy.
- Hello, boss.

I have quotes for the maintenance
of the roller coasters.

- Go with the cheapest.
- Okay, I've had it. I want out.

Forget all attempts
to escape, Mr. Saxe.

It's absolutely forbidden
to leave the park.

- What about my daughter?
- You should have thought about her before.

So, did you fix
that casket, guys?

As good as new, boss.
Uh-oh!

The toy manufacturers are asking for
a go-ahead on the zombie figurines.

- Granted. Hello, Arthus.
- Hello, boss.

- The golems are asking to be off on Saturdays.
- Nope. No way.

We keep getting these letters from
teenagers who want to become vampires.

Good
morning, Mr. Von Bloodt.

Good morning, kids.

That stupid vampire trend.
I hate it.

Give them the usual
reply, Miranda.

Tell them to forget cheesy
novels and chastity.

They should just
have fun and study.

Some are threatening
to kill themselves.

Well, if they do,
we'll get in touch with them.

Hey! You're new.
Unionized?

Oh! Well, certainly not.
That's the last thing...

Sirius Jefferson,
staff representative.

Hector Saxe,
control inspec...

What's going on?

This is Hector, a newcomer
who'll soon be joining our union.

Isn't that right?

You know being dead doesn't
necessarily mean being exploited.

I, for one, was an activist for equal rights
for colored people in the '60s in Texas.

I died on the electric chair
for defending our civil rights.

Dude!
It's no joke, okay?

Shut your mouth.
We've heard enough.

Mm-hmm.
So today it's Texas?

Yesterday
it was Mississippi.

Yeah, yeah, go ahead.
Laugh your guts out.

Thanks to you,
the employers feel really threatened.

By the way,
you're a zombie, right?

Not a snooty vampire
or a werewolf bully.

- How did you die anyway?
- I'm not dead!

- All right, sure.
- Aaah!

Ah!

- Let me out of here!
- Hey. My coffee.

Could you get around
to this...

Aaah!

Help me!
Help! Please!

I need your help, please.
Call the police.

Look at him.

Welcome to hell.
Come on. Follow me.

- Yeah! Hey!
- Hey, come back.

Stop running!

Kid.

Boo!

How are you kids doing?
I've got some treats for you.

Yeah!

Whoa! Stop it!

- I want candied apple!
- Got it!

Here's your station.

That's for you, maestro.

Power's here.
You pour the sugar in here.

You grab a stick and spin it like
this, and voilà!

You don't need a master's
degree to use this machine.

So long, buddy.
To think I used to be a pharaoh.

Mary received
12 oranges for her birthday.

Mary's poor.

She gave four to
Jeremy and lost three on the road

because of a hole
in her plastic bag.

Miss? Do living dead people
exist for real?

Of course not.
What an idea!

- Why do you ask?
- So, Santa isn't real either?

Ah, he is.

He's very real.

But then how come flying
reindeer exist and zombies don't?

Lucie! Why are you being
so impudent, hmm?

Oh!

This, this, and this!

Aaah!

Ooh!

Quiet!

If I hear one single one of you
mentioning that... that... that lair,

that park
for the depraved,

be prepared to spend
the entire night

in the cupboard!

Oh, my God. No way.
He really said that?

Wait.
Let's take a selfie.

Totally.

- You're, like, so hot.
- Let's send that to Nick.

So, you're selling
balloons?

No, I'm walking them.

Say, all of this,
it's fake, right?

I mean, I'm not really a vampire
or a werewolf.

The fall from the tower
was a setup, wasn't it?

Nope. You're the devil's property,
and you're an evil creature.

But we don't know
precisely what kind.

Based on the smell of your
breath, I'd say you're a zombie.

Yeah, right.
What are you, a witch?

I'm dressed like a witch so people
can't figure out that's what I am.

I'm doing an internship
to discover the corporate world.

My task for today
is to keep an eye on you,

but believe me,
I'm not really thrilled.

Steven.

What would we do
without him?

Learn a lesson, zombie.
Look at that vampire.

He keeps the park rolling
just with his attraction.

The same can't be said
of those zombies over there.

Honestly, who'd want
to see that hogwash?

Uh-huh.

Mmm.

If it were up to me, we'd only have vampires here.

Sneaky little rascal.

They're all crazy.
I'll warn the cops.

Doctors, priests, the press.
I know people.

I'll spread the word.
I have connections.

I'll show them.

Lucie.

I didn't call her
yesterday.

She must be worried sick.

Oh!

Huh?

- A monster! Aaah!
- Huh?

You're gonna end up
as a trophy!

Hey. Are you crazy?

Come on.

Show yourself.

I... Huh?

Phew.

Again, these horrors!

It's for my dad.

Do you see this, Lucie?

This is a skeleton!

So, yes, your father
is a skeleton,

but a skeleton
that's buried six feel under,

a skeleton that doesn't move,
doesn't have muscles.

No more lungs, no more eyes,

no more heart!

When will you finally
get over it, Lucie?

Do you want me to send you
to a specialized school?

Is that what you want?

What? Oh!

No!

Uh...

Oh!

There you are.

Hmm?

- Come on. Hop in.
- Get out of my way!

- I'm gonna shoot ya!
- Shoot me with a leek?

Huh?

Daddy?

Weren't you told that you're
not allowed to leave the park?

But look at me.

What's happening to me?

Look at these horns,
these ears,

these teeth, these hands,

these fingers,
this-this...

Okay. Are you planning
a complete inventory?

But I-I-I'm horrible.

Which means,
you can't leave the park.

Oh.

You'll get used to it.

Huh?

Oh!

As stupid as a suitcase
without a handle.

Come on. Get in the car.

Okay, you're in shock, but you need to get over it.

What the hell!

Huh. What?

You're damn monsters!

- Stop!
- I'm coming. I'm coming.

I don't get it.
I have coffee with him every week.

- What's his problem?
- The problem is you're dead.

You have no business
with the living.

That's why he wants to kill you.
It's obvious.

That doesn't make sense.

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa! Ah!

Oh! Oh!

Whoa!

Aaah! Aaah!

Now I got ya.

Whoa!

Aaah!

I'm gonna die!

I told you,
you're already dead.

Huh? Huh?

It's the last time I fetch a runaway
monster. I'm not a freak pound.

And my car must be going up
in flames by now.

Oh. Why don't you ask Daddy
to get you a new one?

Sirius,
this is not the time.

- I'm done with this guy.
- You're an intern.

You do as you're told,
okay?

- That's not a job for me.
- Do you prefer to sell balloons?

Zombies and other Z-movie monsters
don't belong in this park!

You know where they should be?
Down below in hell!

Z-movie monsters?
Come on.

I'm getting tired of
this daddy's little girl.

Sirius, just take him
to his cell.

Okay, boss. Hey,
what's with your mail order Hellboy look?

Come on, dude.
Let's split.

♪ Yeah, Mr. Modo ♪

♪ Ugly Mac Beer ♪

♪ Still digging in the crates ♪

♪ And Mrs. Modo there too ♪

♪ Yeah, exactly ♪

♪ There's no more
Digging in crates ♪

♪ Checked by J Dilla ♪

So you see, the vampires
call our floor the ghetto.

Don't know if you've noticed,
but the different groups of monsters

don't exactly get along.

- Yo, Mikey.
- Hey, Sirius.

- Are all monsters under house arrest?
- Yep. All of us.

Some vampires have demanded the right to
go outside since they look quite human.

But Francis said, "No way." He insists
it should be the same for all monsters.

Here you are.
Your new home, sweet home.

Hey, what's with
the ridiculous horns?

Well, for a guy who tried
to shut down our park,

I think it's appropriate.

Yeah.

I guess I was doing
the dirty work.

Hey!
The horn man can play the blues.

Yeah, I was
in a band once.

Before my wife died.

After that, I had to get a real
job to look after my little girl.

So I worked. I worked.

I had no time left
to care for Lucie.

I sent her
to boarding school.

I didn't see much of her.

And now I'll never
see her again.

Hey, it's hard at first.

We all know.
But you'll get used to it.

We've all left people
we love behind.

I haven't. They were all my slaves.
They poisoned me.

Anyway, I'm off.

If you need to talk,
we're not far.

Now, get some rest,
Hector Saxe.

Hey! Cut it out with the lullaby!

Some people
are trying to sleep!

Mmm.

Hello, Francis.

Hello, Mr. President.

I received the recent
park attendance levels.

We're still in the red.

It's true, we had a slight drop
this semester again, but...

Zombillenium
is plummeting!

I gave you plenty of time
to straighten this out.

The park visitor curve has been consistently dropping.

This time
we have to shut down.

But you know what that means,
to lay off all our staff.

Francis,
when you came to me 20 years ago

with your project
to reintegrate

all the monsters still
haunting modern society,

I thought
it was brilliant.

An amusement park as a
business adventure. Fantastic!

But what did you promise me in
exchange for all your zombies' souls?

Big profits.

- And is Zombillenium making money?
- No, sir.

It's over, Francis.

Zombillenium
has to shut down!

You can't do that to us.

Give me just one month to show
you that we can be terrifying,

- that Zombillenium...
- Two weeks!

You have two weeks
to straighten things out.

If not, I will reclaim
what is mine.

For your lot, this means
a one-way ticket to hell!

Have I made myself clear?

Crystal clear, sir.

So, jack-in-the-box,
sleep well?

Good morning, everyone.
I have two announcements to make.

And I need all
of your attention, please.

First, Steven continues
to be our employee of the month

for the 78th
consecutive time.

Thanks for the good work.

Hey, don't mention it, boss.

After all, I'm only attracting
99 percent of visitors.

Ah, Steven, you're so
strong, you're so hot.

Bite me, bite me,
bite me, please!

The second announcement
is about our cherished park,

which, as you know,
is experiencing some financial hardship.

I have therefore made a decision
to secure the future for all of us.

I'm planning to find
some investors among humans.

You have 15 days to make this
park the scariest thing ever.

So, now be scary, or else.

You all know what to expect.

Um, what are we
to expect?

- We're all going to hell.
- Aren't we there already?

I think this is the perfect opportunity
to present to these investors

my ideas for the park.

My friends, listen to me.

I have a dream!

A dream for an ideal park
built on class,

on excellence.

Vampirama! A park totally rid
of all these ugly freaks.

What's in it for us, huh?
We're just gonna give you manicures?

Uh, who? You?

You go down,
spin the wheel in hell.

Steven, we've been
through all this.

I created this park
for all monsters...

vampires, werewolves,
cyclops, ghosts, and, uh...

...them too, yes.

- And especially for zombies.
- Oh!

But zombies are has-beens.
No one's into zombies anymore.

The trend has changed.

Seriously, do you think
people come here to be scared?

The future of monsters
is romanticism.

Sensuality. Passion.

Mystery.

And certainly not so-called
fear induced by rotting corpses.

Anyway, no one here
is scary anymore.

Yes! I am!

My name is Hector Saxe, and yesterday,
I scared the hell out of my own kid!

Wow. And he did that
all by himself.

Let's give him a big hand.

I was an awful dad, but I promised
to take my daughter to this park,

so believe me, I'll do everything
I can to keep it in business.

You can bring on those
investors, Mr. Von Bloodt.

And trust me, I'll give them
a scare they'll never forget!

So be it. Try to make the ghost
train a little spookier, Mr. Saxe.

You'll get to check whether
it conforms to standards.

And now, everybody,
get to work!

What do you think?
Isn't that awesome? So cool.

- It's lame.
- Lame?

Oh, seriously,
it's lousy.

Thriller's old.
You need a new groove.

And it's not even Thriller.

Yeah, well, we couldn't
afford the rights.

I can see why vampires
are so trendy.

So what does His Majesty,
fear expert, suggest?

Listen, I know fear.

I gave the willies
to all the big companies around.

My weapon?
The surprise effect.

You're too predictable, guys.
Rule number one: Find your look.

♪ Let's keep it simple And it seems
like They're really complicated ♪

♪ In love is what I find And that's what I'll be ♪

Rule number two: Appear where and
when the victim least expects it.

♪ We're patient and we're kind
And we'll be free ♪

Rule number three:
Find the right prop.

♪ So all righty now ♪

Yeah! Come on!
Let's do this!

♪ Whatever you say
Why won't you do ♪

♪ Won't you get up, get up
Get up, come dance with me? ♪

Yeah.

♪ Come dance with me, ooh ♪

Uh...

♪ If you have to and you know
Get your back up on the wall ♪

♪ If you're sexy, show it off
Yeah, come on, come on

♪ Come on
And come and dance with me ♪

♪ Whatever you say
Why won't you do ♪

♪ Won't you Get up, get up,
get up Come dance with me? ♪

♪ Whatever you say
Why won't you do ♪

♪ Won't you get up Get up,
get up Come dance with me? ♪

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Whatever you say
Why won't you do ♪

♪ Won't you get up Get up,
get up Come dance with me? ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Whatever you say Why won't you do ♪
- Yoo-hoo!

- ♪ Won't you get up, get up Get up, come dance with me? ♪
- Hah!

♪ Ooh ♪

♪ Whatever you say
Why won't you do ♪

♪ Won't you get up, get up Get up, come dance with me? ♪

Let's go to the train!

I was, like, so scared!

Totally.
Let's go again.

Oh, yeah!

Amazing. You're the man.

You're so cool!

Thank you, guys.

So, can somebody here
tell me what happened?

It was Steven.
He tried to sabotage our show.

That's true. But they kept
bursting in on my Ferris wheel.

We were about to explain when Gretchen
came and stood between us with her spell.

Yeah, except that I was
at the cotton candy stall

when suddenly...

Stop laughing.

- Hmm.
- Oh, you need to get rid of them!

They're dragging
the park down!

They're much more popular
than you now.

Yeah? If I could use my
powers, I'd be more popular.

No, Gretchen. You're an intern.
You're here to learn.

Oh. Um, while you're all here,

what do you think
of the new poster?

Hmm.

Zombies on a billboard? Why not advertise
our trash cans while you're at it?

- Yes!
- Someday we'll clean up things around here.

And we'll sort the rubbish.
That's for sure.

Humph!

Kids, tonight is
the monthly staff party.

Relax. Just have fun.
Enjoy the park.

Tomorrow I want you
to be in shape

to give the creeps to all those
stupid tourists in shorts.

What are we celebrating?

It's our little tradition.
Every full moon, the park is ours.

We can chill and forget
about our work a little.

And guess who obtained
all this for us?

You're looking right at him.

Congratulations,
Mr. Union Rep.

Why don't you get us
some holidays instead?

Fixed-term contracts.
Extra month's pay.

Uh, yeah, right.
Negotiations are under way.

Yoo-hoo! Hey, boys!
How you doin'?

Come on, guys.
Come join us!

Come on.
Let's climb on board!

Here's to death and the
surprises it has in store for us.

Whoo-hoo!

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

Gulp! Gulp! Gulp!

Yeah! Congrats.

Now you're
one of us.

Oh, I think we beat
our new record today.

Right, Dolores?
How many?

5,000 visitors.

Yes! That's almost the number
of visitors for the entire park!

Which means that we zombies
are totally hot again!

- Whoo-hoo!
- Thanks to our new friend.

Hmm. Tomorrow the investors will see
who's got the biggest waiting line.

Do you have an invitation?

Well, I'm okay.

I'll be damned.
They've made their own VIP area.

Whatever.
Bats will be bats.

When I see that, all I want to do is...
crash their party!

Good evening, vampires!

We got a new guy in town,

and we thought it'd be nice
to introduce him.

Ladies and gentlemen,
Hector Saxe!

- Get out of here.
- Get lost, carrion!

- Get off the stage!
- Hey, get off!

Get out of here!

You think this is
a firefighters' ball?

Here we play romantic neo-Goth death metal!

♪ Hey, hey, hey
Everybody, stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

Yeah!

♪ We gonna start tonight ♪

♪ We gonna start tonight ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we will be proud ♪

♪ We are the voice
Of a generation now ♪

♪ We gonna be the ones ♪

♪ We gotta be the ones ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we will be proud ♪

♪ Proud, proud ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

What's that smell?

I smell the stench of corpses.

Get off the stage!

- Yeah, let them play again!
- Loser!

Okay, fine,
if it's all very trendy.

Let's go for it,
vampire friends!

Let's stop washing!
Yahoo!

Let's show our guts.

Let's sleep in our pus.

Steven? Stop it.

Oh, yes.

For sure he attracts visitors
with his little ride,

but let's be serious.

As long as he's
hanging around,

- attendance will never exceed 5,000 people!
- Hey!

I never asked
to be here.

Go get lost!

Easy does it, kids.

The investors
are coming tomorrow.

If you keep up the good work
like you have so far,

the park is saved.

I'm counting on you.

Ha-ha-ha!
Hello, my fellow corpses!

Hey, check out
what I stole

from the vampire crypt!

A hundred percent
pure blood.

Here, have a sip,
Luther King.

It'll make you
feel free.

Oop.

All right, all right.
I confess.

I never defended
civil rights.

I used to sing
in dive bars,

and I sold my soul to the devil
in exchange for fame. There!

I was driving to my first gig.

My opening night, my car crashed
into a truck, and here I am.

Wait! Whoa. Wait.

You guys, please keep this
to yourselves, okay?

I mean, I would totally lose
credibility as a union leader.

Well, given your success,
it wouldn't make that much difference.

Yeah, really. It's not you've
been able to organize a strike.

What? What about
the 65-hour work week?

Huh? You want
grateful zombies.

- What's the use of a union if you don't go on strike ever?
- What?

Are you crazy? That'd be
a one-way ticket to hell.

Sure.

Hey,
zombie guys.

Can I join
the conversation?

Huh!
Look at the intern.

Is your mascara workshop over
with your vampire friends?

Oh, them. They're, uh...

Forget it.

Hey, you're pretty good
with a guitar.

You're not too bad yourself.
Shame you're into Muzak.

Hey, are you really
the devil's daughter?

What? No!

Where does that
piece of gossip come from?

That's what
everybody says.

And who's
"everybody"?

Well, maybe
the same one who claims

certain union leaders died
on the electric chair.

Oh, shut up.

I'm so sick
of your sarcasm.

The investors
will be here tomorrow.

I'm gonna go
and get some shut-eye.

He's got a point.
I must go.

Same here. And no
naughty business, kids.

Your daughter lives
in that village, doesn't she?

What's her name?

Lucie.

I've been a rotten dad.

Boy, I deserve
these horns.

Now my daughter's in the hands
of a crazy teacher.

She needs me, and I'm only
realizing it now? Uh...

Okay, charming company.

Do you still wanna
try to see her?

I'm not monitoring you
anymore, you know?

Yeah, but I don't
want to scare her.

- What are you staring at?
- What?

- Y-Y-Your tattoo.
- The griffin?

It means I've reached the first
level of the witch hierarchy.

- Then come the basilisk, the harpy, and the dragon.
- Ah.

How do you reach the next level?
With an internship?

By making light prevail
over the darkness.

Uh...

I know. Doesn't make
sense to me either.

You're...

You're pretty cool,
actually.

I mean, despite the fact that
you're always in a bad mood.

I mean, not that
it bothers me, right?

I... Then again,
you're an intern,

so it makes sense if you
have to do the dirty...

Well, I'm not saying
you do the dirty work.

I mean, you-you...

Do you wanna sit
for a minute? No? You...

Go to bed, Hector Saxe.

♪ Na na na na
Na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na
Na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na ♪

You like him, don't you?

Steven, for crying out loud!
These are the women's lockers!

You still have a lot
to learn about vampires.

Garlic? That's rubbish
we made up a long time ago

to let humans think
they could beat us.

So, does he get to you
with his tiny horns?

Why? Are you jealous?

Yes, I am. There.

I've said it.
Happy?

I ruined your concert

because it made me mad
to see the two of you so close.

All I do
is ruin everything!

Like with us two.

I've been a pathetic,
self-centered...

Pervert, upstart,
manipulator?

A moron obsessed
by his own image

in the eyes of his fans.

But when I saw you onstage
with your guitar,

what you shared
with the audience,

wow!

You managed to bring together
the vampires and the zombies!

You're the future
of the park!

Oh, it was just
a short jam session.

It was more than that!
You can be a huge success!

If you perform in front of the
investors, the park is saved!

Yeah, but Francis
will never let me.

Make your choice.

Remain in the darkness,
or finally triumph in the light.

As you can see
right here...

Yah!

Huh?

Uh! Oh! Oh!

No!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Here we are on Main Street,
the main boulevard of the park.

And from here you can see
the Ferris wheel.

Quite a successful attraction,
I must admit.

And we also have
some actors.

- Look, look, look at those three.
- Whoa! Whoa!

Aren't they
terribly colorful?

Quite funny, aren't they?

Well, now let's go
to the main attraction,

the famous ghost train!

Uh... Huh?

Steven! Wait till Francis
hears about this, buddy!

The old man? He's showing off
with the new bosses.

I'm just cleaning up
the park for him.

Nothing personal,
really.

But you must admit, you're
a blight in the picture. Oh!

We need to adjust
to the market demands.

Zombies,
they're has-beens.

Whoo! Hoo-hoo!

Yeah!

Ooh!

Hey!

Nah.

Uh...

Ehh...

Uh!

Mmm.

Hector?

Hmm?

Well, madam,
gentlemen,

how would you like
to invest in fear?

Your show
is terribly outdated.

And also
quite stressful.

Do you realize there are
children in this park?

Personally, I imagined
an innovative concept

with more glamorous
characters.

Away with these
horrible zombies.

But zombies are
the theme of the park.

They're the reason
people come here,

or it wouldn't be called
"Zombillenium."

That's not
the point.

I've read all
the market research.

They show consumer morale
is at its lowest,

and people would rather take their minds
off their problems during their free time.

Who wants to see monsters
on the weekend

when you already have to cope
with your boss all week?

Look, I've been managing
this park for over 15 years,

- so I won't be intimidated by your cheap market...
- Francis, calm down.

Such a funny guy.

Gentlemen, madam,

I'm sure you have some
fabulous ideas and suggestions.

What you need is,
how can I put it,

a fear
that's not scary.

That's it!
A fear that makes you smile!

A romantic fear.

With beautiful monsters,
like that charming young man

over there on the wheel.

There's your concept.
Ugly monsters are out.

And you'll need cats as well.

People love...

Miranda,
I have an emergency.

Please take care
of my guests.

Of course, Mr. Francis.

Don't worry,
Miranda.

I'll look after
the guests.

Gretchen, what on earth?
This is not good timing!

Gretchen, this is no time
to draw attention!

I'm in a meeting. Uh...

- But we're never allowed to do anything in this park.
- I've had it!

I'm going to have a little
conversation with your father!

"Nyah-nya-nya-nya-nya-nah-nah.
Your father."

I'm sorry. I hope
I didn't take too long.

Oh, wow!
That's fantastic!

You've decided to invest
in Zombillenium!

That's something you won't
regret, my friends.

You'll see, we...

Change of management?

- You understand?
- Huh? Huh?

Oh, yes, Francis.

These gentlemen have
only one condition.

- You-You...
- That I become the boss.

Steven, you didn't!

First-name basis?
I don't think so.

Shall I ask
a couple of my employees

to help move
your stuff out?

There, there, Mr. Von Bloodt.
Don't look so glum.

Now you can enjoy
early retirement.

You've been here
for too long.

Make way
for the young.

What's going on?

Huh?

Yes. Absolutely.

Oh, it goes
without saying.

- Of course.
- So you're the boss now?

- You used me! I should have known better!
- Shh!

Please. Thank you.

Yes. I'll put her on.

It's your daddy.
Oh, sorry. Speaker on.

So, my daughter,
how is your internship going?

What do you want?

I want you to take
all the zombies to hell.

To hell? Never!

All monsters
belong in this park.

Gretchen, we've just signed
a pact with the humans.

And now this park
belongs to them.

They want glitter-sweating
vampires to thrill teenage girls.

Oop. Well, that
was a bit harsh.

It's their choice.

It's the law
of the market.

If the zombies don't go,
the park shuts down.

Shut it down!

The vampires will sink
with the ship!

Don't force me
to do it myself.

If you lock up the zombies,
I will destroy everything!

Will you now?
I'm disappointed in you.

Aaah!

Your powers are gone, as well as
the high hopes I had for you.

And since you're
so fond of zombies,

you can replace them
at the cotton candy stall!

Go on, you can leave.
I don't need you anymore.

Oh!

Ladies, young ladies,

adorable
future female conquests...

- A good lesson!
- and of course you gentlemen,

no, this is not a dream.

For its opening,
a very unique place

is welcoming you
for free today.

A temple of marvels,
a sanctuary for romance,

a pantheon of eternal shivers.

In a word, Vampirama.

Be charmed by Vampirama,

the first park entirely
dedicated to vampires

and their incomparable appeal.

Vampirama.

Sink your teeth into it,
or be zombified.

The sexiest vampires
are waiting to seduce you.

So quick!
First come, first enslaved.

Don't miss out on this
exceptional opportunity.

Come to discover and enjoy
your new park for free today.

Three! Two! One!

Yahoo!

Ladies and gentlemen,

young ladies,

welcome to Vampirama!

♪ Welcome to, welcome to
Vampi-Vampirama ♪

♪ Trick or treat, take your time
Tell me what you wanna ♪

Let's take a photo.

Cheese!
Too early.

♪ La-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la ♪

♪ La-la-la, la-la
Vampirama ♪

♪ Welcome to, welcome to
Vampi-Vampirama ♪

♪ Trick or treat, take your time
Tell me what you wanna ♪

- Are you here by yourself?
- I'm looking for my dad.

Uh, come on.
Let's find him.

His name is Hector Saxe.
He works here?

What? Sorry.
Can you say that again?

Hey, psst. We've decided
to go on strike. Pass it along!

Psst!
I've decided to go on strike.

Pass it on!

We've decided to go on strike.
Pass it along!

Look, guys. It's been passed
along at least 15 times.

Don't!

Aaah!

Uh, we've decided
not to go on strike.

Pass it along.

♪ Welcome to, welcome to
Vampi-Vampirama ♪

Wow!
This is so cool!

Thanks for
the ice cream.

Hey, do you have
a boyfriend?

See that vampire statue
over there?

- Well, he used to be my boyfriend.
- He's ugly.

You're pretty.

Even if you have
a big nose. Ha-ha!

Mmm! It's so yummy!

Lucie, you won't find
your dad here.

Hmm.

Uh... Hmm.

Wait!

Maybe this park
can do some magic.

Come on, follow me.

We'll try to send
a message to your daddy.

And if you really believe it,
I'm sure he'll hear it.

Young Lucie is waiting for
her daddy at security control.

Go ahead, Lucie.
Your dad can hear you.

Tell him how much
you love him.

Hmm.

Uh...

Daddy, uh...

C-Can you hear me, Dad?

Can you hear me?

Okay. Uh, Daddy?

It's me. It's Lucie.

Uh, there's so much
I want to say.

Since you've been gone,
I'm having a hard time.

Some people are saying
mean things about you.

But I know
they're not true.

You're not like that.

'Cause Mommy, she wouldn't have
been in love with you

- until the end.
- Huh?

I miss you both so much.

And-And also,

do you remember?

I-I wanted to go
to the park, and...

And, well, here I am.

But without you
it's not the same.

I love you, Daddy.

What do you think
you're doing?

- Let me talk to my dad!
- He's dead!

Let go of her!
Leave her alone!

- Daddy! Aaah!
- Don't!

- Let me go!
- Aaah! Stop it!

No! Dad!

- Daddy!
- Ouch!

- Help me, Daddy! Daddy!
- Ow! Lucie.

Wow! Look!

- Huh?
- Come on!

Huh?

Huh?

Oh!

Whoa!
So cool!

Don't stay here!

Huh?

Huh?

Gretchen!
Where's Lucie?

Hector?
You've changed.

Where's Lucie?

Hmm.

Hector, I'm so sorry.

Thanks for looking
after my daughter.

Fellow zombies!

The time has come

to reclaim our park!

Brains!

Brains!

Zombies, resistance!

Whoa!

Huh?

Ohh!

Lucie. Lucie!

Shh.

She's asleep now.

Huh?

Let go of her
immediately!

Easy, buddy.

One more move
and I'll bite her.

Although it's tempting to have
a vampire child among us.

I'm sure our clients
would love it.

Plus, you'd have forever
to see her.

Wouldn't you like that?

It's up to you,
Hector Saxe.

Either you keep your revolutionary
urges in check in my park,

or she spends her life bowing to
the patrons of the haunted house.

It's a lose-lose
scenario.

You all lose!

So why don't you just go back
to spin that wheel.

Ow!

Run, Lucie! Run!

- Daddy!
- Huh?

Aaah!

Ha!

Daddy!

Ha!

Whoa!

Wh-Whoa!

Whoa!

Huh! Huh!

Oh!

Harnesses that don't comply
with the B-75 standards!

- I knew it! Hmm?
- Ha!

Aaah!

Daddy! Help!

You wanted to
see something horrible?

Ladies and gentlemen,

the little girl toss!

Daddy!

Aaah!

Aaah!

Aaah!

- Aaah!
- Whoa.

- Huh?
- Yah! Huh?

Aaah!

What's happening?

Where is she?
Where is she?

Look over there!

Oh!

Whoa!

Lucie.

Daddy.

Oh, sweetheart.

Ahhh.

Oh!

Whoo! Yeah!

Whoo! Whoo!

Wow! Well done, my buddy.
That was a class act.

Lucie, this is Sirius.

He's the skeleton
on the poster.

Indeed I am, miss.
At your service.

Uh...

Gretchen!

Ahhh.

Mmm.

Make way! Make way!

Von Bloodt, the children
were frightened to death!

You were right.
They loved it!

Congratulations,
Mr. Manager.

Well... thank you.

Yeah!

Oh. There you are.

- Huh?
- I received your ad.

But-But... Aaah!

- But wait!
- Leave me alone!

- Well, wait for me.
- What do you want from me?

- Mi amor! Mon amor!
- No! Get away from me!

- Oh, baby, come with me.
- Aaah!

- I'm coming!
- Oh!

Oh, my God!

So,
have you met the new teacher?

Apparently she's fantastic.

Oh, I hear she is the best.
I am so happy.

We've been waiting
for this for so long.

So you didn't validate
your internship?

No. I encountered
some difficulties, Dad.

Pfft. I don't care
about that diploma.

Well, the park is doing great.
That's what matters.

I'll never understand why
people like monsters so much,

but who am I to judge?

Dad, Lucie's coming.
You have to go.

Ah. Your friend's daughter.

That Hector guy, huh?
I'm not really thrilled...

Good-bye, Dad.

Hey, pumpkin.
Ready for takeoff?

Yes. Why don't you just
pick me up with your broom?

I told you, sweetie.
Your friends can't know I'm a witch.

It's our secret.

So, is your new
schoolteacher nice?

Yes! And I'm allowed
to draw monsters.

Also she's very,
very pretty.

And she'd like
to meet Dad.

Yeah, well,
I don't see the point.

Are you jealous?

- What? But...
- Are you in love with Dad?

Certainly not!
Whoa!

- You love him!
- Stop it!

- You love him! You love him!
- Stop it right now!

- You asked for it.
- Whoa!

Let's race! Let's race Come on!

Whoo!

Whoo!

Whoo! Whoo!

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ We gonna start tonight ♪

♪ We gonna start tonight ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we will be proud ♪

♪ We are the voice
Of a generation now ♪

♪ We gonna be the ones ♪

♪ We gotta be the ones ♪

♪ Oh, yeah, we will be proud ♪

♪ Proud, proud ♪

♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

- ♪ You'll never be alone ♪
- ♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪

♪ Everybody stand as one ♪

♪ We don't care
Where you come from ♪

♪ You'll never be alone ♪