(bright music)
- [Nonna] It was not too long ago,
much more recent than it may seem,
when it was first discovered the world below,
only thought to be seen in a dream.
(bright music)
For those who have lost and suffered,
something truly special must be rediscovered.
A spark thought long forgotten, but will always remain
for those who know where to look.
(bright music)
There I was, couldn't hardly see one foot in front of me.
The air was as thick as flour with snow.
Had to practically crawl on all fours
to avoid falling off the crevice beyond.
(gasps) Oh.
- And then what happened? - Well, I thought surely
I must be a goner, I was completely lost.
Waiting in a sea of snow.
And then, from somewhere out there in the haze,
I could hear a slow howl.
(Nonna howls)
Almost like a harsh fire engine growing close, and then.
(Nonna gasps) - The monster!
- Not exactly.
I looked up, and there he was, seven foot tall.
Eyes black as coal.
Teeth sharp as razors, glaring down at me,
hunched over, ready to strike.
But then, the damnedest thing happened next.
(Nonna laughs)
He smiled at me. - No!
- Surely, he did!
All monsters of a certain disposition
have the ability to smile.
It just takes practice.
His name
was Oliver! (bright music)
- [Father] You know, son.
When someone very special passes on,
they never really leave us.
- [Boy] But then, where is she?
Why did Nonna have to go? (somber music)
- [Father] It's hard to say.
It was just her time to go, I guess.
(somber, bright music)
(door shuts) (exciting music)
- [Nonna] All monsters of a certain disposition
have the ability to smile.
It just takes practice.
(boy gasps) (exciting music)
(bright music)
(thunder roars) - Goodnight, Dad!
(door shuts) (bright, mysterious music)
(exciting, mysterious music)
(knocking) (exciting, mysterious music)
(bright music)
- Aha!
Oliver? (Oliver growls)
(whimsical music)
(Oliver growls) Wanna play catch?
(Oliver groans) Then, go get it!
(whimsical music) (Oliver groans)
Wait for me! (whimsical music)
(clock ticks) Move over, Oliver!
I can't get out. (whimsical music)
I got the ball!
Fetch! (ominous music)
(Oliver growls)
(whimsical music) (Oliver groans)
(Arturo shushes)
- [Father] Everything all right in here?
(bright music)
Hm.
(Oliver groans) (door shuts)
- Whew, that was a close one.
(Oliver whimpers) Maybe we should go outside.
(Oliver groans)
(upbeat music)
(Oliver groans) (upbeat music)
(boy squirms) (upbeat music)
(Oliver groans) (upbeat music)
Fetch! (Oliver growls)
(upbeat music) (thunder roars)
- What ya doing out there, Arturo?
- Just hunting for night crawlers, dad!
- Oh.
Okay, then. (bright music)
- Have to go soon, don't you?
Well, we better get you back.
Come on. (Oliver groans)
(bright music)
(footsteps) (bright music)
(Oliver groans) (bright music)
I guess that's it for now, Oliver.
(Oliver purrs) (somber music)
No, you have to go now.
Nonna wouldn't pleased if I let you stay on this side,
and you know it. (Oliver groans)
Keep it, it's yours, now go on.
(Oliver groans) (bright music)
- Arturo, breakfast!
(bright music)
How many pancakes do you want, honey?
- Four, please!
- Somebody's hungry. - Yep.
- Hey, Arturo. - Yeah.
- You weren't out hunting night crawlers last night.
Were you? - No, sir.
Can't say that I was.
- I swore I saw ya in the backyard though.
- I just think you saw raccoons, Jim.
Looks like they got in the house last night.
- Didn't seem to like the pie though.
- [Mother] My pie!
(bright music)
- [Nonna] Arturo!
(bright music) You see some fairytales
don't always have the warmest of endings or beginnings,
but where the darkest times persists,
magic surely can still exist.
(monsters roar) (bright music)
(exciting music)