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[SIREN WAILING]
You realize you were speeding.
Yes. Yes, I do, officer.
Okay, as long as you know.
On your way then. Drive safely.
[HORN BLASTS]
What the...?
[SIREN WAILING]
All right, you. Pull over.
[WHIMPERING] Excuse me. Are you aware that you're speeding?
[HORN BLASTS]
[SCREAMS]
SCOOBY: Scooby-Dooby-Doo.
FRED: Thanks for coming along, gang. I really need the support.
It's never a good thing when my dad asks me to meet at his office.
Like, dude, no problemo.
Yeah. No problemo.
Too bad Daphne couldn't make it. Trust me.
She'd love to be here for you if she could.
[DOOR OPENS]
Ah. Fred, my boy. Today is a very exciting day for you.
Because today you learn the family business, politics.
Politics? That's adult stuff.
You know, kids my age are into traps and solving mysteries.
No, they're not, son.
You're going to learn all the vital things I do for this community.
Like create pamphlets and strategize about new places to put parking meters.
I know a place he can put another parking meter.
Fine. What do you want me to do?
Help me get re-elected as mayor.
Make me 40,000 copies of this campaign pamphlet.
[DAPHNE HUMMING]
Ah. Fred is just going to adore this new ascot.
BARTY: Darling, could you come downstairs?
There's someone your mother and I would like for you to meet.
I'd like you to meet Rung Ladderton.
Heir to the Ladderton ladder company.
Um... Hello. Nice to meet you.
Yes. Yes, it is.
It's a little promotional pendant I like to hand out.
Oh. Thanks. But I already have a pendant.
Anyway, give me a jingle, we'll plan a magical night on the town.
Oh, yeah. The life of the seventh largest regional ladder manufacturer never stops.
Sorry, but I gotta rung. Heh, heh.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Rung. Just adorable. Ha, ha.
Oh, my gosh, he is just perfect for you, pumpkin.
Wait. Are you trying to set me up with him?
What about Fred?
You're just friends, right?
Well, yeah, but we're really good friends.
And I don't know. It feels like cheating on a friend.
Darling, think of it like trying a new cut of meat.
Why have ground beef when you can have a nice prime rib?
But I don't even like meat. I like vegetables.
Like Fred.
All we're asking you to do, dear, is give Rung a chance.
Don't worry, Freddy. We'll get your dad elected again...
and you'll be back to solving mysteries in no time. Heh, heh.
Vote for Fred Senior. Vote for Fred Senior.
[CHUCKLES]
[ALL YELLING]
[CHUCKLES]
MAN: Look what you've done to my new suit.
[ALL GASP]
Uh-oh. Heh, heh.
Vote for Fred Senior?
What's the problem here, Avocados?
That's Avocados.
And if you wanna run a dirty campaign, Jones, two can play at that game.
Gee, dad. Who was that guy?
George Avocados, the person I'm running against.
He considers himself a shoe-in for the job...
because his father Theodore Avocados was mayor once...
until he was caught stealing a diamond from Crystal Cove Bank.
Jinkies. What happened?
The diamond was never found, but Theodore went to jail.
George has claimed his father's innocence ever since.
We sure missed you today, Daph. Is everything okay at home?
Sure. Yeah, of course.
That's a weird question.
Oh, boy.
After all that campaigning, I can't wait to dig into a triple clam pizza...
at the Clam Cabin.
Yeah. I'm with you, Shaggy.
SHAGGY & VELMA: Whoa!
SCOOBY: Hmm? Hmm.
Hey. There's no doorknob.
SHAGGY: Ho-ho. Now we can't get in.
Oh, boy.
Like, my stomach gets very grumpy when I don't feed it.
MAN: We be all closed.
Someone stole me crystal doorknobs just like that clam who stole me nose.
FRED: That's kind of weird.
Who'd wanna steal doorknobs?
You know, Shag, I have plenty of food back at my place.
Um... Like, thanks, Velma.
Scooby-Doo has his tongue tattooed with a map...
of every single pizza joint in town.
As you can see, we got it covered.
Yeah, in drool.
DAPHNE: You know, I heard someone stole all the crystal doorknobs at school.
VELMA: My mom and dad said they were missing at the haunted museum too.
[HORN BLASTS]
Somebody should tell the nut there driving that truck to dial it back.
[CRASHING]
Zoinks!
[HORN BLASTING]
[WHIMPERING]
[ALL SCREAMING]
[ALL SCREAMING]
Guys, we're not falling anymore.
Jeez, talk about a lucky break.
[HORN BLASTS]
DAPHNE: Not that lucky.
[HORN BLASTS]
[FRED GRUNTS]
SCOOBY: Hmm?
BOTH: Phew.
It was huge, and it had flaming tires.
And it went:
[IMITATES HORN BLASTING]
[SPEAKING GIBBERISH]
And then it went that way, and then it went that way, and then went: Psh.
All right. So you're saying this ghost truck disappeared like a...
- Ghost truck. - Yep, that's pretty much it.
Well, looks like you kids might have stumbled...
onto a new tourist attraction.
Tourist attraction? Like, man, it nearly dumped us in the cove.
Besides, we're not even sure it was a ghost.
I'm sorry. But didn't you say there was no driver?
That's textbook ghost truck. Case closed.
- Hey, where's Fred? - Over here. I think I found something.
Daphne, let me borrow your camera phone.
Yup. The phone's low-res camera brightened the contrast.
You see what I see, gang?
ALL: Tire tracks.
SHAGGY: What kind of ghost truck leaves tire tracks?
Add to that a bunch of missing crystal doorknobs...
and we've got one seriously weird mystery on our hands.
[CELL PHONE RINGING]
Hello. Daphne's phone.
Daphne, Rung here. Yeah, I must have missed your call.
Anyway, our date is on for tomorrow night at The Bloody Stake.
Oh, um... Well, uh...
Please, contain your excitement, okay? I'll see you there.
- Freddy, I can explain. - Oh, no need.
This Rung guy really sounds cool and fun too.
What? I mean, you want me to go?
Of course. I love The Bloody Stake.
Make sure and get the Vlad the impaler cursed chicken and rice.
It's to die.
FRED: Check it out. The doorknobs are missing here too.
GEORGE: Typical.
I assure you there will be no shortage of doorknobs...
when George Avocados is mayor.
Missing doorknobs mean angry voters.
[GEORGE CACKLING]
[SHIVERS]
That Avocados guy gives me the creeps.
Creeps? Creeps? Where are the creeps?
Calm down, Scooby-Doo. It's just, like, a figure of speech.
VELMA: I don't know. Maybe Scooby's onto something.
After all, it's Avocados who benefits from the missing doorknobs.
Good point. Maybe it's time we set a little trap...
for Crystal Cove's knob stealer.
VELMA: Too bad Daphne had to miss all the fun setting up these traps.
Yeah. But I'll bet she's having a great time on her date.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
- Hello? ANGEL: We got some news, baby.
The tires that made the treads on the highway...
were only sold to two people in Crystal Cove.
G. Nurno Treddal and George Avocados.
I knew it.
Anyone with hair that perfect has to be guilty of something.
So if George Avocados is the ghost trucker...
the ghost trucker and the knob stealer are related.
Like, they're cousins?
- Like, they're the same person. FRED SENIOR: Whoa!
[THUD]
Screaming pandas. What is the meaning of this?
Dad. We think George Avocados is the ghost trucker...
and he's trying to sabotage your re-election.
That's completely absurd. Why would a ghost drive a truck...
when everyone knows they can fly?
Especially an 18-wheeler. Those require a class six license.
- But, Dad... - I don't wanna hear any nonsense, Fred.
Clearly, you and your friends have let your imaginations get the best of you.
VELMA: Hey, look.
There goes Avocados now.
Wait. What about me?
When is Rung going to show up?
I've already had 12 hands full of finger fries.
Satellite tracker's all set.
There's Avocados, straight ahead.
Man. You'd think a villain would have a less embarrassing ride.
Like, there's some heavy soup up ahead, and we're all out of spoons.
VELMA: We're losing him on the radar.
[ALL GASP]
[WHIMPERS]
- Ghost truck. - Before you go all code brown, think.
The ghost trucker hasn't seen us yet.
- It's the perfect time to get a closer look. - Great idea, Velma.
Great idea? Like, what happened to living to run away another day?
[SHAGGY & SCOOBY YELP]
FRED: Man. This thing is ancient.
More like painted to look that way.
And check out these tires. They're practically new.
I wonder what else isn't what it appears to be.
[ENGINE ROARS AND HORN BLASTS]
Looks like we're gonna have to find out later.
Run.
[ALL WHIMPERING]
[HORN BLASTS]
Phew. I think we lost him.
Huh? Heh, heh.
[ALL GASP]
Nobody make a sound.
[WHIMPERING]
It worked. He didn't see us.
Sorry I'm late, Daphne, but work has been insanely busy.
In fact, ladder sales are climbing through the roof. Heh, heh.
Mm. Ooh. What did you order for me? I'm starved.
You gonna order anything?
[GROANS]
Daphne, you're never gonna believe what happened.
- I can't wait to hear all about it. Let's go. - Uh... Rung here.
Hey. You must be Rung.
Wow, cool ascot. What's your neck size?
I'm a 16 and a half but sometimes it swells out to a 19 when it's humid.
Uh... That's great. Daphne, shouldn't we be getting back to dinner?
Sorry, Rung, but something more important has come up.
[SIGHS]
Fine. Uh... Oops.
Yeah, forgot my wallet. Daphne?
By the way, I'm a big fan of your product.
A sturdy ladder is hard to find these days.
Oh. Well, thanks. I agree.
And FYI, my neck's a 16 and a half too. And yeah, sometimes it swells.
Really?
Hold on.
There. Hey, that looks pretty good on you.
You are so right.
Here. Take mine.
But Fred told me he never takes off his lucky ascot.
Yikes. What's this?
Like, far out.
It's, like, some kind of freaky letter, man.
VELMA: I have a feeling I know who it's from.
And it's not the warm and fuzzy kind of feeling.
[MR. E. CHUCKLES ON RECORDING]
MR. E: Greetings, everyone.
- This is Mr. E. - Mr. E?
The last time we heard from this dude, he told us we were doomed. Oh-oh.
If you want to solve the mystery, you need to follow the fog.
Remember, crystal can't open doors like a diamond.
Talk soon.
That either means absolutely nothing, or it's a clue.
But how do we even know we can trust Mr. E?
For all we know, he could be the ghost trucker.
Don't worry, Daph. I wouldn't let anything happen to you.
You wouldn't, Fred?
Of course not. I wouldn't let anything happen to any of my pals.
You're all the same in my eyes.
Whether we can trust Mr. E or not, a lead's a lead.
And we need to follow it.
FRED: Hey, get a load of this.
Tire marks just like the ones we found before.
Oof. Ooh!
Yeah. Only these stop, like, really fast.
VELMA: Or do they? Duh.
There's a secret passage somewhere.
There must be a way to open it.
Let's find it.
[SCREAMS]
BOTH: Huh?
[WHIMPERING]
VELMA: Wow. This place is cool.
It could be our new secret hangout.
Yeah, just me, you, and a couple thousand doorknobs.
DAPHNE: Look at this. - What is it, Daphne?
Some kind of journal...
belonging to a guy named Theodore Avocados.
Theodore Avocados?
That's George's dad. The one who was arrested for diamond theft...
though the diamond was never found.
DAPHNE: According to this, he really was the thief.
The confession is right here in black and white.
Hey, remember what Mr. E's note said?
Crystal can't open doors like a diamond.
Gang, I think this mystery is starting to come together.
Yeah. Well, it's gonna have to come together later.
Ghost trucker's back.
[ALL SCREAMING]
Like, doesn't this guy ever give up?
Oh!
[ALL SCREAMING]
Fred, what are we gonna do?
The only thing we can do, lead him to one of my traps.
FRED: Scooby, now.
Nice going, Freddy. Heh, heh.
- Good job. - Pickled porcupines.
What's going on here, Fred? I was in my office working late...
when suddenly it sounds like some demonic force is tearing apart city hall.
- Tell me it's true. - It's even better, Dad.
We caught the ghost trucker.
And he's none other than...
RUNG: Let me out of here. Aah!
[GRUNTS THEN SIGHS]
ALL: Rung Ladderton?
RUNG: Ooh, aah. Shock. Yeah, yeah, that's right.
And I would have gotten away with it if it weren't for you meddling peers.
Of course. It all makes sense.
Rung was using the ghost truck to smuggle doorknobs out of Crystal Cove...
so he could find Theodore Avocados' missing diamond.
Avocados disguised the diamond as a doorknob.
That's why it was never found.
RUNG: You are correct, my little ascot-wearing friend.
But Avocados didn't say in his journal which crystal knob was really the diamond.
So I had to steal them all.
And what better way than with a ghost truck...
to smuggle them all out of town?
VELMA: We should have known.
The other guy who bought the tires was G. Nurno Treddal.
A name far too ridiculous to be real...
because it's Rung Ladderton spelled backwards.
But Rung, you're rich. You've got everything.
Ladders, ascots.
Why did you need a diamond?
I inherited a ladder company.
We make the one product in the world that no one ever replaces.
Ladders don't wear out like TVs or personal trainers over 40.
No, no. They're built to last, which means no sales.
The company's broke.
I don't think you'll be needing this anymore.
- Thanks, Daph. - No worries.
I'm always here for you, Fred. Seriously, right here.
I gotta hand it to you, Fred. Your traps actually came in handy this time.
Gee, Dad.
Does this mean you finally accept what I want to do with my life?
Ha-ha-ha. Oh, Fred.
No.
And so despite the fact that the ghost trucker was caught...
depriving Crystal Cove of a well-needed automotive tourist attraction...
[CROWD BOOING]
my son, the future mayor of Crystal Cove, and his friends...
have returned the missing diamond stolen by Theodore Avocados...
more than making up for the lost revenue stream.
[CROWD CHEERING]
Because of this, as still acting mayor...
I hereby create the honorary office of pizza affairs and name its chief officer...
Scooby-yummy-yummy-Doo.
[ENGLISH - US - SDH]
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