Hotel Transylvania 2

Welcome! Welcome!

Congrats, Drac.

Holy smokes, everybody's here.

Mr. and Mrs. Loughran, the parents of the groom, and family.

Mom and Dad! Johnny!

I can't believe you're all here.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!

Yo, how hot is my date?

So hot. Wow.

How 'bout how hot mine is?

You got a date?

Yeah. She's invisible. That's why you can't see her.

Oh, right. This is the one from "Canada"?

Wedding's starting.

Ah!

Oh!

Aw!

Whoo-hoo!

Great.

True. So true, Marty.

Aw!

Aw. How sweet.

Oh, my. Look at you.

Oh, my gosh.

Oh.

Is it everything you wanted, my little poisonberry?

Oh, it is, Daddy.

Except where's Grandpa Vlad?

Honey, your gramps would not have been cool with this.

He's old-school.

How do we know? If he could just meet Johnny...

He would have eaten him.

He's not as enlightened as your hip Daddy.

So, you're really okay with him not being a monster?

Human, monster, unicorn, as long as you're happy.

Thanks, Dad.

Hey, Dad.

Oh, hey, guys!

Todd, take a break.

So, what's up?

Mavis was wondering if maybe you wanted to go for a fly.

Oh. We haven't done that in forever. Any special reason?

No special reason at all.

Right, Mavey?

What's his deal?

He's silly.

It's just a beautiful night, and...

Well, if you don't want to...

No, no! Are you kidding?

I would eat a bucket of garlic to fly with you.

Oh, honey, look at those fluffy clouds.

Remember what we played when you were little?

Hide and go seek sharp objects?

Okay. Regular hide and go seek.

Where are you?

Honeybat!

Mavey!

Honeybat!

I'm gonna get you.

Honey? Are you okay?

Yes. It's just a little harder

to catch my breath since I'm pregnant.

Yes, well, I guess that would make it more...

What?

I'm gonna be a Grandpa!

And I'm gonna be a Dad!

I'm hungry again, honey.

Can you get me some ice cream with anchovies?

No, no, no. You mustn't give in to your cravings.

It's not good for the baby.

You need to increase your spider intake,

so he'll be able to climb ceilings properly.

And eat lots of sheep bile.

I love you, Dad, but we don't even know

if the kid's gonna be a vampire.

I'd be thrilled if the baby's human-y, just like Johnny.

"Human-y." With thousands of years of Dracula genes.

Not gonna happen.

As long as the baby's healthy.

Of course. A healthy little vampire.

Or human.

Yes, a human who can fly as a bat.

Here. Just have some monster ball soup.

It's your mommy's recipe.

Aw!

Thank you, Dad.

Just like you made it when I was a kid. My favorite.

Sorry.

Sir, only the father is allowed in the delivery room.

Really? I mean, okay.

He's the family, I guess.

Oh, look! It's a boy! It's a boy!

The Dracula bloodline carries on!

No one will ever harm you as long as I'm here,

my little devil dog.

Dad, can I hold my baby?

If I were Dad, I'd say yes.

But I'm the nurse, Francine.

Here you go anyway.

My bad.

Little Dennis is a year old now. Wow!

Nice. Yeah. Cute kid.

Okay, time for presents, guys.

All right! Let's do this boy up!

Check out what I got him. Bling!

Wow. Is it cursed?

Super cursed. Only the best.

Straight from the crypt.

He's just starting to walk, so maybe it's heavier than...

Oh. You're okay, Denisovich.

His name is Dennis. Named after my father.

It's not his vampire name.

My little Denisovichy-weesovichy.

Huh! Are we sure he's a vampire?

I mean, not that it's a bad thing,

but shouldn't he have fangs and that pasty skin you guys have?

Technically, you have until you're five to get your vampire fangs.

Oh, he'll get his fangs. He's a Dracula.

He's also half Loughran.

Maybe he'd be better off where we live. There's more humans there.

What? Look how well he's playing with the wolf pups.

We have a present. I hope it's acceptable.

"My first guillotine."

Very educational. Well played, Frank.

It's great. Thank you. We just have to baby-proof that.

Johnny, do you know where you put the rubber guards?

Baby-proofing a guillotine?

So you cut your finger off. It's part of the fun.

She made me baby-proof the whole hotel.

Someone's overprotective.

Aah!

Hmm?

Johnny! Come quick!

What's up? He's okay?

Dennis said his first word!

He did?

Come on, honey. Say it again.

Bleh, bleh-bleh.

I don't say, "bleh, bleh-bleh."

We didn't say you did.

Then where did he get that?

Bleh, bleh-bleh.

Well, maybe sometimes you say it.

I only say it when I say I don't say it!

Bleh, bleh-bleh.

Okay, kid. We get it. You can talk.

Denisovich.

Dad.

Just checking for cavities.

Bleh, bleh-bleh.

Bleh, bleh-bleh.

It was you!

Oh, my goodness, Leonard.

If you really looked that hideous,

I don't think I could hang out with you.

Guys, what's the deal?

Is this a party? Pick up a phone.

I don't care if Johnny said it's a "cool app." Johnny's still new here.

Now, porridge head, did you call a hearse for the gremlinbergs?

No, you're checking your Facebook page. Again.

Drac, I told the guys social media

is the best way to promote the hotel.

Right, Clifton?

So, Drac, I wanted to go through some thoughts I had,

as your new human relations coordinating co-assistant.

Sure. It's a real job.

Not a cheap excuse to keep Mavis happy, so you never leave here.

Right. So, I was thinking,

since we have so many humans now, maybe update some of the acts?

Like, maybe the magician?

What's wrong with Harry three-eye?

Well, he might be a little old-school for the humans.

Tell me, sir, what was your card?

The three of spades?

Is this your card, my friend?

Whoa!

No, Harry's great.

Can't blame Harry for the crowd not being hip.

Okay, what about Wayne?

Wayne? Are you nuts? He's my boy.

Then maybe something other than tennis?

Okay, so, what you wanna do

is lift the racket right on impact, so you get that nice top spin.

Try and hit one.

What is that? What's the noise? It's on me!

It's just the cell phone I got you.

Clifton's sending you a text so you can practice how to write back.

Oh!

Eh...

What the... It's not doing it.

I got it.

Now you can text Clifton.

All right, fine.

How do you do this?

Maybe it's your fingernails.

It's easy. Look. I'll text Mavis.

Psyched for date night.

See? And now look, she texted right back.

"Gotta cancel. Can't leave Dennis."

Okay.