I still can't believe you unleashed all twenty baby alligators in the sewers.
Correction.
Twenty starving baby alligators.
You better hope Mother and Father don't find out, they'll kill you!
Which is why you'll have to take full responsibility for my actions.
Dance?
What's your sign?
Busted.
Now!
Wednesday, if we've told you once, we've told you a thousand times,
you cannot put alligators into the sewer.
It's cruelty to animals!
Those poor, little dears.
Maybe we should drop them a care package.
Lurch is already seeing to that.
I'm sorry Wednesday,
but you're grounded for a week.
A week?
But I have a burial plan.
You should have thought of that before.
And while you're grounded, you're not allowed to play with your weapons,
start any fires, or torture your brother.
Sadists.
You think we were too hard on her?
Trust me,
she'll be just fine.
But you can't run away from home!
Oh, no?
Watch me.
Who will tie me up and blowtorch my feet?
Or ram me with my favorite poker?
I've been spoiling you long enough.
Now you're on your own.
Wednesday, here.
Tie me up once more before you go.
Please?
Don't tell Mother and Father I've left.
Okay?
Okay.
Wednesday,
I'll miss you.
I'll miss you too, Pugsley.
It's not the same without Wednesday.
"Right here?"
"Officer, pepper him now."
"Calm down."
"The city's already sent out a crew to retrieve the alligators."
"I'm sorry about your dog, Spunky."
"You're sure?"
Trust me, we know where they live.
Gimme the phone!
What's up, Patrick?
Neighbors saw an Addams girl climbing out of a sewer, last night.
No doubt she's responsible for the alligators.
Big surprise.
There's always something going on at that house.
We better go and investigate.
I don't know why, but I have this gut feeling someone's gonna get hurt.
Mmm.
Let's go.
Grandpa Skank isn't here either.
Wish I could remember where I buried him.
Come on, Uncle Fester.
Light the fire under me.
Wednesday would.
Not now, Pugsley.
I have to go give Grandpa Skank his medication.
Is there a problem?
Yes.
Yes, there is.
Hey, are...
A-are you going to arrest the Addamses?
Lock 'em up, throw away the key!
I'm sorry, sir, but this is official police business.
We're not at liberty to say.
That package?
It's ticking!
Explosive... ?
Bomb!
"Tickety tock, clocks."
I knew it wasn't a bomb.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, get over it.
Son, hold on.
It's gonna be alright.
panic? Get you down in a minute.
Are you okay?
My new net.
It's ruined!
Son, this net may seem like a toy, but it's very dangerous.
You could have strangled yourself.
Really?
Cool.
Can you show me how?
Thanks for helping me out around the house today, Lurch.
Good work.
Nice and slippery.
Police officers, sir.
We need to speak to Mr. and Mrs. Addams.
ID, please.
This is ridiculous.
Let us in.
Officers, come in.
You'll have to excuse Lurch.
He's a bit of a snob when it comes to who he'll let in.
A holdover from his phase as a bouncer.
Oh, making a few repairs?
As a matter of fact, yes.
The cellar stairs are a little sturdy, so I loosened them.
Mr. Addams,
we need to speak to you and your wife
about a very, important matter.
It sounds serious.
Yes.
Quite serious.
Excellent.
My wife is in the living room.
That dour expression on your face will really brighten her day.
Checkmate.
Thing, that was very unsportsmanlike.
Now please apologise.
Morticia, you remember Officers Pepper and Fife?
Of course.
Afternoon, ma'am.
What can we do for you today?
We'd like to talk to your daughter, Wednesday.
Lurch, will you ask Wednesday to come downstairs, please?
Look, if it's about those alligators, we're very sorry.
Sorry!
The whole town is up in arms.
We're talking reckless endangerment.
Maybe even manslaughter.
Don't tell me one of the alligators got hurt.
I'd like to make restitution for any damages my daughter may have caused.
Mr. Addams,
you cannot buy your way out of this.
Why?
Is there been a change in policy?
Wednesday?
Wake up~
Mr. and Mrs. Addams,
has your daughter ever been in trouble with the law before?
Why, of course.
Once or twice a month, at least.
I wouldn't do that if I were you, Officer Fife.
He's a Golden Glove, you know.
Pardon me.
Lurch, where's Wednesday?
Goooone.
She can't be gone, she's grounded.
Goooone.
Oh, Gomez,
do you think something's happened to her?
Of course not, querida.
She's probably just soaking in a bat cave.
Let's see if we can find out where she's hiding.
Wednesday!
Wednesday?
Come on.
Wednesday!
You better search the house.
Do we have to?
How much did you say you wanted taken off?
Oh, just an inch.
We can get the split ends later.
Hey, what do you think you're doing?
He's giving me a hair cut.
What does it look like?
He, but...
Ha!
Nobody cuts hair like Fester!
It was nothing.
Good job, it looks beautiful.
Mind if we take a look around?
Go right ahead.
Ouch!
Don't touch anything.
This could be evidence.
Mr. Addams,
this place is a death trap.
Thank you.
I hope you don't let your children down here.
Only when they're finished with their homework.
That electric chair almost looks real.
It is real!
Wednesday?
Maybe she's in the sarcophagus.
You know how much she loves it.
Yes, it's so suffocating.
I don't hear any breathing.
It looks like there might have been some kind of a struggle.
Oh, I see you found Wednesday's Marie Antoinette doll.
You mean the doll... comes like this?
Don't be ridiculous.
Half the fun is beheading the doll, yourself.
Find anything unusual, Officer?
Oh no, Wednesday wouldn't be in there.
She's allergic to ringworms.
Well, I think we've seen enough.
We'll be in touch.
We're not going anywhere until we get all the facts.
So, get a hold of yourself!
Gomez, I'm getting concerned.
Don't be.
Let's ask Pugsley if he's seen her.
Everything will be alright.
I'm sure Pugsley knows where she is.
Wait up.
Don't leave me here alone with...
bats!
This is the children's room.
Of course it is.
A guillotine.
Let me guess.
A birthday present?
No.
Easter.
Pugsley, darling.
Have you seen Wednesday?
Mm-mmn.
Son.
I'd like to ask you, a few questions, about your sister.
Hold this.
Now, son,
Wednesday might be in serious trouble.
You have to tell us where she is.
She ran away from home.
What?
Pugsley, why didn't you say anything?
She made me promise not to.
Son, I respect your loyalty to your sister.
But you should have come to us.
I'm sorry.
Wednesday belongs at home where it's safe.
Oh, Gomez.
We've got to find her before she gets hurt.
She wears her hair in long dark braids.
Has the most innocent face.
And likes to carry a scalpel.
So you'll be on the lookout for her?
Of course.
And you'll call us the minute you hear anything?
You better believe it.
Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Yeah, let's get out of here.
Look, we have here's a clear case of child endangerment.
No wonder that little girl ran away from home.
Speaking of running away, can we?
Call child services.
We'll get those kids placed in foster homes before they go completely insane.
Well, well, Detective Lacey.
And who do we have here?
Wednesday Addams.
I brought her in from the train station.
It seems she was scarin' the vagrants and the hustlers.
This sweet little girl?
Scaring...
What's in here?
Barbie toys?
For chopping down the cherry tree?
Are you mad?
That would dull the blade.
What's this?
Why, that's a headcracker.
When crushing someone's skull,
you should always put newspaper down first.
That way you won't stain the carpet.
Listen kid, you don't scare me.
I've brought in tougher criminals than you!
What's in here?
A tarantula?
No, that's Pandora's box.
Yeah, right.
See for yourself.
Or are you... afraid?
Lacey,
take this one down to juvenile holding.
I can't wait.
Come on.
Give me that.
Hey, hey, check it out.
You got company, girls.
This is gonna be fun.
Have you heard anything?
No, I'm afraid not.
Don't worry more, Morticia.
I'm sure Wednesday is fine.
Gomez, darling, you're beside yourself.
She's right.
That's better.
Got it!
Hello?
Hello!
Officer Bennet?
I see.
We'll be right there.
That was the police.
Wednesday's at the station.
Safe and sound.
Excellent. Let's go.
Wait.
I'm going, too!
I'll just go and get Pugsley!
No, you two better stay here.
You know how Pugsley likes to attack men in uniform?
You have a point.
That reminds me.
Have we been getting our mail lately?
Oh,
let me guess.
Mrs. Wilson's cat, got stuck up in a tree again.
A-A-Addams' house...
Lunatics...
It'll be okay.
Cannon, there's no two ways about it.
These Addams kids, belong in foster care.
That is, if we ever find Wednesday.
Oh, no.
Oh, yeah.
Please don't hurt me.
I'll be right back.
Hi~
Fester,
ever the playboy.
Stay back.
Detective Cannon,
thank you so much for finding our daughter.
I hope she wasn't any trouble.
Oh, no.
No trouble at all.
I mean,
what's an unleashing of a few evil spirits in an office?
Good, I'm so glad everything's all right.
Ahhh!
Here, y'better come quickly!
We've got a little problem in the Juvenile holding tank.
And now,
to demonstrate the Demonian Death Grip.
Let her go!
Let's go!
This is cruel and unusual punishment.
My dad will sue.
We'll do anything.
Go straight.
Stop hijacking cars.
Leave a cleaner bill!
Okay, come on.
Wednesday did a great job tying those knots.
Look, she used her favourite gag.
Our daughter.
Always sharing with others.
Do you want to subject a foster home to these kids?
Mm-mn.
Care to join me in a little grenade?
Hey!
You can't have a grenade in here... !
I...
Quit.
These lunatics...
Hot poker.
Ice picks.
Sharpies.
Bamboo shoots.
Tweezers.
I missed you.
I missed you too, brother.
So nice to have Wednesday home again.
I know.
I was starting to miss Pugsley's screams.
You know what they say?
A family that plays together stings together.
And now for the ice pick.
Tish,
was that your vulture cry?
Oui, mon cher.
Querida...
You always know just what to do to drive me wild.
Awoooooo... !