This is a lovely spot.
So unspoiled.
We should really picnic here more often.
It's nice spending quality time with the expanded family, eh, Fester, old man?
You blocked my moonlight, Pugsley. I
I wasn't born with this deathly pallor.
Sorry, Uncle Fester.
Atta boy!
Hurry, Pugsley.
I found the perfect grave.
Where are you two going?
To raise the dead.
Take your jackets off or you won't catch a chill.
That's better.
Now, run along.
This one.
Dinner is almost ready!
In noctre, tempore, indomistace.
Norris. Order. Sekvore.
Villadotts. Delore. Doupla.
Do.
This is never going to work.
Wednesday!
Here's to death.
May nothing ever come between us.
Ahem.
Hi, cousin.
Morticia.
My love.
I've been dying to see you again.
Now!
Vlad Addams. As you live and breathe.
Glad to have you back, cousin.
It's good to be back.
The children have resurrected one of the Addams' finest.
Loathsome, sadistic, duplicitous, insidious.
Yep.
A real ladies man.
In fact,
Vlad and Morticia used to be quite an item.
Yes.
Morticia and I would have been husband and wife if it hadn't been for Gomez.
And... my untimely death.
How did you die, cousin Vlad?
Choked.
On a toothpick.
Hmm.
So, what are your plans now that you're back from the dead?
Oh, I don't know.
I'll travel some, check up on the news,
read a little, kill Gomez and marry you.
Oh, that Vlad!
No wonder we called him the "Gagmeister".
Apart from that choking on the toothpick thing.
Pugsley.
What did I tell you about running in a house?
Not without these.
Thanks, Mother.
Is that rotting flesh I smell?
I have been dead 15 years, you know.
Oh, not you.
There's no mistaking that smell.
Why, Mama has cooked up a batch of her...
Hemlock pot pie!
Come and get it.
Yummy!
Lovely.
Mmm.
So, Vlad.
Mmm.
What's it like being dead?
You'll know soon enough.
Little Wednesday.
How are you?
Suspicious.
Make yourself at home, Vlad.
Oh, I plan to.
I never liked you, Vlad.
I don't know what you're up to, but I'll figure it out.
I'll be watching you.
Whenever you turn around, I'll be there.
I see that the...
Or here.
Not much has changed.
Around here in the past 15 years.
The house is still exquisitely decorated.
Morticia, still beautiful.
Fester, still a slack-jolt sip.
And you're not dead.
Yet.
No, not yet.
But you can't have it all.
Perfect.
And now, for the pièce de résistance!
Ooh.
We got the senior citizens.
Split-level condominiums.
Why didn't I think of that?
You're quite the home wrecker, Vlad.
Precisely.
Well, let's cut to the chase.
I feel as though there's something on your mind.
Oh?
We were young men. We fought tooth and nail for Morticia's love.
Must have come as quite a surprise to rise from the dead, and see the two of us married.
Oh, that's...
No big deal.
Well, I'm glad there's no hard feelings.
Nope. No hard feelings. Let bygones be bygones.
Yes. Let's bury the hatchet.
Vlad?
Vlady?
Come on, Mama. You're not cheating.
Hello, Vlad.
Is there something different about you?
Mm, haircut?
Morticia?
I was hoping we could talk.
I need to get something...
off my chest.
D'oh!
That hurts.
Come on, then.
We don't have all day.
No. Actually, Granny.
There we go.
You're looking absolutely frightening, by the way.
Thank you.
Don't mention it. I was hoping to speak with Morticia.
Alone.
Ahh.
Finally.
We are...
alone.
You dislocated my shoulder.
One down, one to go.
I'm troubled.
What's wrong?
Cousin Vlad is a homicidal maniac.
A bloodthirsty lunatic.
A deranged psychopath.
Forget about his good qualities.
He's trying to kill Father.
We can't stand by while a member of our family's in danger.
Exactly. Whatever it takes, Cousin Vlad has to go.
Remember this, Morticia?
How could I forget our song?
Yes. The high school prom.
How we danced?
On grapes.
I spiked the punch.
With real spice.
Those were the days.
You and I, who were so perfect together.
You know we could have it all back.
What are you saying, Vlad?
Being dead.
May have rotted my flesh.
But it hasn't rotted my love for you.
Here.
Take my heart.
My liver, my spleen.
Whatever organ you may be interested in.
But, Vlad.
Gomez.
Forget Gomez.
Morticia.
I love you.
I'm going to pretend that didn't happen.
If Gomez knew his own cousin betrayed him,
it would break his heart.
Oh, yeah.
She loves me.
Cara mia.
If I cannot have you,
I cannot bear to live... !
I think he's coming.
Get ready, Uncle Fester.
Just tell me when.
Bombs away.
Well, that didn't work.
What now?
If at first you don't succeed.
Gomez.
You look like death warmed over.
You know how that makes me feel.
As a matter of fact I do.
Gomez.
Let's play Mortician.
I'm already tagged.
Darling.
No... !
You've wounded me beyond belief.
Ooh.
I love it when you're despondent.
Gomez! Don't go!
You... !
Sorry.
Is this a bad time?
No.
I was just leaving.
And you two...
lovebirds can pick up where you left off this afternoon!
Gomez!
Nonono.
Not to worry.
I'll go after him.
It's the least I can do.
I'll explain everything.
Right after I kill him.
Ow!
Hurry, Pugsley.
Cousin Vlad will be here any minute.
Ready.
Are you sure this'll work?
Dead sure.
When Cousin Vlad trips this wire,
he'll be in for the surprise of his afterlife.
I hear someone coming!
That worked!
I wouldn't be so sure.
Look.
Now that, is a splitting headache.
Ahh.
Much better.
Nice try, kids.
But death becomes me.
Dead man walking.
We've got a problem.
How do you get rid of a guy who's already dead?
Sorcery.
You used a spell to resurrect him.
Use a spell to get rid of him.
Ah, thank you very much.
You forgot the eye of newt!
Tail of rat.
Brain of monkeys.
A dash of paprika!
So, do you have a spell we could use?
Grandmama?
Um, Grandmama?
Right.
Cousin Vlad.
There's only one spell I know of that would do it.
But it's a big one.
That's all one spell?
Resurrection's easy.
Getting rid of the living dead,
that's the tricky part.
That would explain Keith Richards.
Chernobyl.
The LA riots.
Oh, Thing.
How I'll miss family vacations.
Gomez, look out!
Fester!
Get off Cousin Vlad before you hurt him.
But he's trying to kill you.
Don't be ridiculous.
He's just trying to steal my wife.
Steal your wife?
She was mine first, Gomez.
You stole her from me.
You died.
But I'm back.
He's got a point.
There's only one way to settle this.
Cut her in two, each take half?
No.
We'll have a duel.
Winner take all.
That is, if you're manly enough.
Gomez.
Gentlemen, choose your weapon.
Aww, you lose.
Prepare to die.
Been there, done that.
Let the duel begin!
I believe we just did.
Oh.
After all.
Atta boy, Gomez!
Fancy footwork!
Might get a kick out of you, Vlad!
Come on!
Get 'em!
What's happening?
A duel.
To the death.
And we're taking bets?
If I were you, I'd put money on your Father.
He has Vlad right where he wants him.
He's lulling him into a false sense of security.
We've got to hurry.
Quick, the spellbook. Father needs us.
En garde.
Gomez!
Bring in on, Dead Boy~
Missed me.
Missed me!
Omni.
Quantus.
Wasabi.
Musta.
C'mon, Wednesday!
She loves me.
She loves you not!
She loves me.
She loves you not!
Hurry!
Ino.
Domine.
Tempus.
I can't harm an unarmed man.
Thanks, Cuz.
I declare a thumb war!
One, two, three, four!
Get your thumb out of my nose.
Oh, my.
Darling, what's wrong? You're acting so strangely.
What do you expect?
You're in love with another man!
Gomez, are you jealous of Cousin Vlad?
Shouldn't I be?
I caught the two of you in flagrante delicto.
Spying again, Gomez.
You know how much I love that.
Eugent... Donner...
Blitzen.
As much as I appreciate this violence, Gomez, it's unnecessary.
You already have my heart.
You don't have to fight for it.
I do!
I could only be miserable with you.
Cara mia... !
Mon cher.
For you, my love.
Such a romantic.
This'll blow you away.
That... smarts!
Comet.
Pygmy.
Cupid.
Wait, Wednesday!
Look!
Cara mia...
I win.
Just can't keep a dead man down.
He's alive!
Hurry, Wednesday!
Triste, ebay, ube!
Wow, Wednesday!
You've turned him into a pile of dust!
Ha ha!
My hero.
Morticia, my darling.
Shh!
You'll wake the children.
They're dead tired.
Is this all that's left of Cousin Vlad?
There isn't a dead man alive can beat me in battle.
You're my magnificent warrior.
Are you miserable, my darling?
Yes, yes.
Completely.
Brain of goat...
Essence of maggots...
Is it ready yet, mama?
Is it ready?
Check.
Ow.
We're missing most important ingredients.
Thanks, dear.
In we go.
That should do it... !
We really should have family for dinner more often.