Original subtitles

[lightning crashing]

gulp

[train chugging]

thud

- Uncle Scooby? - Yikes!

Hi, I'm Scrappy-Doo.

Scrappy-Doo?

He he he!

[theme music]

Shh!

Yeow!

Let me at 'em. Let me at 'em!

Let me at 'em. Let me at 'em!

♪ Scooby Scrappy-Dappy-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!

♪ Scooby Scrappy-Dappy-Doo ♪♪

[music continues]

Ta dada ta daaa! Puppy power!

Scrappy Doo? Huh!

thud

Uncle Scooby?

Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!

He he he!

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

(Yabba) See any spacemen yet, partner?

No, but I'm sure they're out there, Uncle Yabba.

Aliens-smaliens. There ain't any such creatures.

Wow! They're here!

I'm gonna go give 'em a Wild West welcome.

Heh! That little Scrap has some imagination.

It's a flying saucer, Dr. Bleak.

crash

(Bleak) 'We must capture it!'

It'll make my traveling circus world famous.

[laughing]

screech

Flying spaceship is easy.

Landing is something else.

Hi, Mr. Space Person. I'm Scrappy.

Welcome to Earth.

Greetings, Scrappy. I am Zylon from planet Zither.

Can you recommend a good flying saucer repairman?

Don't worry, Zylon. My Uncle Yabba can fix anything.

Come on.

Hey, guys. This is Zylon.

Howdy, partner.

But he can't get home 'cause his spaceship is broken.

Oh, come off it, Scrappy.

We know he's just one of your little friends

in a dopey costume.

Ouch! I must convince disbelievers.

[screaming]

Do you believe him now?

Y-y-yeah, sure.

Let us down!

(both) Ye-o-ow!

Whoops. He he. Zylon need more practice.

poof

Okay, Hugo. Lasso that little creature.

I think this was meant for you, little feller.

Must be some sneaky alien-nappers up on the roof.

I'll pre-occupy 'em with a little tug of war

while you guys nab 'em.

[grunts] Mighty strong little alien.

I'm pulling up everything but the kitchen sink.

Alright, you muscle-bound mutton heads. You're under arrest.

(Dusty) For grand theft alien. Now up with your hands.

Ya-a-aow!

crash

Let's run for it.

This is a great idea, Uncle Yabba.

If those meanies come back, they'll never recognize Zylon.

That's right, partner.

Now you and Zylon wait here

while we make sure the coast is clear.

Yeah, don't worry, Zylon.

You're with the roughest, toughest deputy

to ever wear a badge.

Ain't nothing scares this hombre.

[gulps] Except maybe him.

You seen a short, weird-looking alien

with skinny arms and legs?

Who are you calling..

Alien? There's no aliens around here.

Something tells me you're lyin'.

And I have a bad habit of scrunching, squeezing

and squishing liars.

Uh-oh. Earth buddy in trouble.

Why, you sneaky, four eyed deputy.

I'll get you for this.

Yi-i-ikes!

You asked for it, nasty earthling.

Good going, little alien buddy.

[together] Uh-oh.

Gotcha! Hugo, take care of those lawmen.

With pleasure.

And now, my little green friend. It's off to the circus.

[laughing]

Gosh, Uncle Yabba, we gotta save Zylon.

It's no use.

We'd need a blowtorch to get outta this mess.

I got the torch if you got the chili snacks.

chomp chomp

Mm, mm, mm!

Go-o-od!

[trumpet blaring]

We're off to the circus

to rescue our little space buddy.

(Bleak) 'Behold, ladies and gentlemen'

the greatest attraction in all the universe.

Zylon, the spaceman.

[audience gasping]

We're too late.

Word'll spread and Zylon

will be public attraction number one.

Not if everyone thinks he's a phony.

Follow me.

This alien creature is the only one of it's kind on Earth.

(Yabba) Not true. There are many of us.

Stop them! They are imposters.

[comical music]

[grunting]

[audience booing]

This way!

screech

There's no way out.

Except for up.

After them, you clod.

Looks like we're gonna have company real soon.

(Scrappy) 'Do something, Uncle Yabba.'

Are you sure you know what you're doing, Yabba?

- Absolutely. - Hugo fix you.

(all) Ya-a-aie!

[all screaming]

Oh-ho! Now look where you got us.

Relax, Deputy D, it's all part of the plan.

Okay, Scrap. Grab that overgrown galoot when we swing by.

You got it, Uncle Yabba.

Ta da-da ta-daa! Puppy power!

(Bleak) 'Let go of us, you fools.'

Okay, Scrap, you heard the man.

Let him go!

Alien-nappers away!

Yaahooie! Ha ha!

Looks like we nabbed those nasty no-count nappers.

Shh! We surrender. Just don't wake up the lion.

I do not wish to be a party pooper

but I must be heading home.

You will. As soon as Uncle Yabba fixes your spaceship.

clang clang

There you go. Good as new.

Many thanks, Earth friends. I will always remember you.

Goodbye.

- 'So long.' - 'See you later.'

Come back soon.

whoosh

swoosh

Yippidy yabbadie do-o-o to you!

[theme music]