Original subtitles

[tires screeching]

[eerie music]

Shaggy, look, lighting.

Lighting? Like, don't you mean lightning, Scoob?

[lightning crackles]

Uh-uh. Lighting.

Like, not while I'm driving, Scoob.

Hey! Don't forget about me.

[rain pattering]

Zoinks! | can't see a thing through this windshield.

Oh, boy, maybe | shouldn't have taken this new job.

(Scrappy) ‘Don't be silly, Shaggy.

You'll make a great gym teacher

and I'll make a great assistant.

See? I've been working out.

Whoa!

(Scooby) . ‘Oh, no, Scrappy!

Zoinks! Like, he's not only working out

he's falling out!

Whee! | bet this is great

for building up my shoulder muscles.

Scrappy, let go.

(Scrappy) Anything you say, Uncle Scooby.

[crash]

Gee, Uncle Scooby

are you ready to work out, too?

Unh-unh.

(Shaggy) ‘Like, I'm ready to get to this fancy girls' school’

‘and taste some of their fancy cooking. Ha-ha-ha!'

(Scooby) Me, too.

In the meantime, I'll check the grub compartment.

Hey, there's a sandwich left.

Yuck!

Like, anyone for a road map on rye?

| put it there for safekeeping, Shaggy.

(Shaggy) "| think we're lost.'

[wind whooshing]

(Scrappy) ‘No, we're not. There's the school.’

Not too shabby, Shaggy.

Only the best for my friends. Ha-ha-ha!

Huh? "Military School?"

‘Like, we're looking for Miss Grimwood's'

‘finishing school for girls!’

Oh! That's right next door.

(Shaggy) Like, looks like there's no one home.

We'll come back some other time.

Yeah.

[gate squeaking]

See, Uncle Scooby

| knew they'd be expecting us.

[engine revs]

[gate squeak]

[thunder rumbles]

(Shaggy) Zoinks! What a time for the wipers to conk out.

Like, | can't see the road!

How's that, Shaggy?

Like, much better.

| think | see the school.

[gasps]

(Scooby) ‘I'm not sure | want to.'

Wow! What a neat place.

It even has a moat.

- Moat? - Moat?

And no drawbridge!

Aah!

(Scrappy) ‘That's my Uncle Scooby.’

‘He always wants to get places ahead of everybody.’

Thanks.

Yike!

screech

[growling]

G-g-good boy.

[fire blazing]

Shaggy!

[metal clanking]

Uncle Scooby likes to arrive with a big bang.

Shaggy! Scrappy!

creak

clank

[drawbridge squeaks]

Come on, Shaggy.

[fire blazing]

[muttering]

Uh-oh!

[growling]

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘Matches, come here. '

Bad boy.

| hope he didn't scare you.

Me? Unh-unh.

Like, Scoob, is that a-a--

Dragon? Uh-huh!

[imitates growling]

Matches can get a little feisty around strangers

but once he gets to know you, he's fine.

Glad to know you, Matches.

I'm Scrappy-Doo.

| guess you've already met my Uncle Scooby.

[growling]

Hello. Heh-heh-heh!

Then you must be Shaggy Rogers. I'm Miss Grimwood

headmistress of this finishing school.

|, like, pleased to meet you, ma'am.

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘| thought you might need a hand..’

",..with your luggage.’

[wolf howling]

Like, I'm not sure we'll be staying, right, Scoob?

Absolutely.

[door slams]

Come now. We have a contract, Shaggy.

This is your signature, is it not?

- Like, | guess so. - Sure, it is.

We even witnessed it. Right, Uncle Scooby?

Uh, right, Scrappy.

Good. Now, that's settled.

Come. | want you to meet my girls.

Ahh. Here's one of them now.

Girl? Like, don't be batty. That's no girl.

What's wrong with batty?

I'm Sibella, Count Dracula's daughter.

Fangtastic to meet you.

D-D-D-Dracula's..

D-d-d-daughter?

[howling]

Wow! A werewolf.

Winnie the werewolf, to be exact.

Come down and meet your new teacher, Winnie.

Hello-woo-00-oo!

Like, goodbye!

screech

Hi, I'm Elsa Frankensteen.

And I'm outta here.

- Come on, Scrappy. - But, Uncle Scooby..

| guess they're just anxious to find their rooms.

They must be tired.

They don't run like they're tired.

Yeah. You'd think they'd never

met a girl ghoul before.

[laughing]

[thunder rumbling]

screech

Like, maybe we can get out this way.

Yeah, | hope so.

But, Uncle Scooby, why are we leaving?

(Scrappy) ‘Don't you wanna meet the rest of the girls?’

(Shaggy) ‘Like, those weren't girls, Scrappy.’

"They were ghouls!’

[shuddering] S-s-see what | mean?

Hi! I'm Phantasma.

Wanna hear me play?

[instrumental music]

Not bad, Phantasma.

But do you know any rock 'n' roll?

Like, no time for rockin’.

We got to get rollin’!

(Elsa) ‘Don't worry, Miss Grimwood.’

‘We'll find 'em.'

Quick! In here.

[panting]

(Shaggy) ‘Like, this looks like a good place to hide. '

screech

- Mummy! - Mummy!

[yawning]

S-s-s-sorry we woke you.

- Yikes! - Yikes!

Ahh, | see you've met the youngest of my girls.

(Ms. Grimwood) This is Tanis, the Mummy's daughter.

Are they the new gym teachers?

Yes, Tanis. We've been waiting for them a long time.

[gulps] Like, it wasn't worth it. You don't want to eat us.

‘We're just skin and bone. Ha-ha-ha!'

Yeah, skin and bone.

[giggling]

They're strange, Elsa.

But they're in good shape, Phanty.

Gee, thanks.

G-g-good shape? For what?

To teach us how to beat those Calloway Cadets, of course.

Yeah. They win every time.

I'll never get a trophy for my mummy case.

We need a coach with spirit!

Who can show us all the right moves.

Well, uh..

That's my Uncle Scooby.

He and Shaggy have more moves

than a Russian chess player.

Yeah. That's right.

(Scrappy) ‘Don't worry, Tanis.'

We'll help you get a trophy

or my name isn't Scrappy-Doo.

I'm so happy | could howl.

In fact, | will.

[howling]

Ah, it's fangtastic having you here, guys.

Yeah. Welcome to ghoul school.

[drum roll]

- Huh. - Huh.

Well, I'm glad that's all settled.

Now, let me show you to your rooms.

Ahh, here are the keys.

- Yikes! - Yikes!

Gee, you guys must've been overcome

by your warm welcome.

[rooster crowing]

[rooster crowing]

[muttering]

[squawking]

Ready for some early morning exercises, Scrappy?

You betcha, Miss Grimwood.

Want me to wake Shaggy and Uncle Scooby?

No, don't bother.

I've left them a wake-up Call.

[snoring]

Like, like, g-g-go away.

I'm sleeping.

Like, come back.. Come back in an hour.

[snoring]

[alarm rings] Yike!

Okay. Like, I'm up! I'm up!

[snoring]

[growling]

Oh!

[muttering]

(Scoob ‘Aah!' ”)

Sounds like Uncle Scooby's up and at ‘em.

Aah!

[sighs]

Gee, Uncle Scooby, you woke up the goldfish.

That's no goldfish, Scrappy.

(Miss Grimwood) ‘That's our pet piranha. '

Piranha?

Uh-oh.

Aah!

Miss Grimwood said we'd be taking

ballet lessons this morning.

[groaning]

This must be a new step.

It's a real howl.

[howling]

Careful, Winnie.

You're tappin' on my wrappin'.

[giggling] Oh, how am | doing, Sibella?

Oh, fangtastic, Phanty.

Looks like Scooby's gotten the ballet class started, Shaggy.

Like, he's always been light on his feet.

You take over now, Shaggy.

Like, you're the boss, Miss Grimwood.

(Miss Grimwood) And a tutu for you, too, Scrappy.

Me? A tutu?

[gramophone squeaks]

[music plays]

Why do we have to dance around in a dress, Shaggy?

Like, well, uh.. because, uh..

Because ballet will make my little ghouls limber.

Like, limber. Exactly what | was thinking.

swoosh swoosh swoosh

Oh!

Uh, we'll be in great shape

when we play those cadets in volleyball.

[music slows down]

Tempo. Tempo.

[music plays faster]

Ooh!

Ballet really makes me unwind.

(Miguel) ‘I've made visual contact by scope.’

‘Looks like those girls are doing’

‘some sort of weird ritual.’

I'm not surprised.

It's Halloween all year long

at that old Grimwood place.

Hey, they've got some new students.

(Miguel) ‘A couple of real dogs.’

Hey, let me see, Miguel.

Careful, Grunt. That new scope has a hair..

...trigger.

Tug, it's-it's Colonel Calloway!

Attention!

At ease, men.

| said at ease, cadet.

Thanks, Grunt. | needed that.

| see you have been observing your opponents.

Yes, sir. Calloway Cadets are always prepared.

But you haven't been practicing

and I'm challenging Miss Grimwood's school

to our annual volleyball match.

No problem. We always beat those girls.

Hit the deck!

As you Can see, sir

Grunt, here, has a dynamite serve.

- So | noticed. - It's all in the wrist, sir.

(Col. Calloway) Well, you could use some work on your control.

Now keep practicing, men.

(all) Yes, sir!

Our ball is now in Grimwood territory.

Recommend a recon patrol to retrieve it.

Good idea, Jamal.

Front and center, Grunt. Lead the way.

Charge!

- Oh! - Ugh!

Uh-oh!

[growling]

[growling]

It's the Grimwood's weird guard dog.

‘And he looks mucho hot under the collar.’

Easy boy. We just want our ball.

[fire blazing]

But | think he wants to keep it.

Cadets, advance to the rear.

And step on it!

I-l-| guess we'll be cutting

our volleyball practice short.

[muttering]

The ball. Heh-heh-heh.

[drawbridge squeaking]

Like, follow us, girls.

There's nothing like a little run

to get you in shape.

And we don't have to wear a tutu, either.

Yeah, no tutu. Heh-heh-heh!

Oh, there's nothing like feeling

the wind running through your hair.

[panting]

This is good for the heart.

Mine are both beating fast.

[howling]

- How you doing, Tanis? - Great, Winnie.

I've got built-in leg warmers.

Hey, Matches, like, how about burning up a few miles?

[growls]

Unh-unh.

(Shaggy) ‘Like, sorry, | asked.'

Gee, maybe his pilot light went out.

| just love running through the trees.

[giggles] Me, too!

Last one's a rotten apple!

- Whoa! Whoa! - Whoa! Whoa!

Like, as long as we're here

we might as well take a break.

And a bite.

Yeah, a bite.

- Yuck! - Yuck!

Oh, don't you like crab apples?

They're fangtastic!

chomp chomp

[slurping]

They're rotten.

Ugh! Like, you girls have strange tastes.

Come on, guys!

Oh!

[indistinct chatter]

Oh, ball, gonna put it into there.

[laughing]

Matches, how many times do | have to tell you?

Don't dig in the pumpkin patch.

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘We need them all for our Halloween open house’

and you certainly can't carve that

into a Jack-o'-lantern.

‘Now, get rid of it.'

[muttering]

Here's another water balloon, Grunt.

What are these for anyway, Tug?

Ammunition.

Check, ammunition.

How's that air bazooka coming, Miguel?

Be patient, guys. It's surplus surplus.

Some assembling is required.

- There. - Check, bazooka.

Is this going to get our ball back, Jamal?

Check, affirmative.

Uh, maybe we should test it out first.

Good idea, Miguel

but not till | say "fire."

This should put out that pup's fire.

Fire?

No! Not..

yet!

[pop]

[muffled shouting]

What is the meaning of this?

Uh, | can explain everything, sir.

Check. We're in trouble.

[muttering]

And our volleyball was missing in action, sir.

So we planned a recovery action.

I'm the one in need of recovery.

Now, report to the volleyball court at once!

(all) Yes, sir!

Hup, hup, hup, hup!

Your hat, Colonel Calloway.

Thank you, Cadet Williams..

...for nothing.

Come and get it, my little ones!

Zoinks! Like, | thought you'd never ask.

Running really revs up the appetite, eh, Scoob?

Yeah! Appetite.

Mm!

Wow! This looks pretty tasty.

Oh, | certainly hope so.

Mm! Yum, yum.

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘Nothing's too good for my garden.’

Come and get it.

Like, those overgrown flytraps

are grabbing all the grub.

Can | feed this one, Miss Grimwood? Can |?

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘Of course, Tanis.'

‘But be careful.’

‘They sometimes bite the hand that feeds them.’

creak creak

Don't worry. I'll be careful.

chomp

How many times do | have to tell you?

Chew before you swallow.

[belches] See?

Like, let's split up.

There must be something to eat in this garden.

Yeah, right.

Hey, | found some tomatoes.

Some rotten tomatoes.

Like, here's some squash.

Yuck! Some squished squash.

And the watermelons have expired.

Like, everything in this garden's totally rotten.

Thanks. We do our best.

But every so often something fresh sneaks in.

(Ms. Grimwood) "Thank you, Elsa.’

Ripe corn...yuck!

Oh, boy. Like, what | wouldn't give

for a pizza, right now.

How much allowance do you have left, Sibella?

A Transylvania dollar.

Well, we should have enough. Get flappin’.

[screeching]

Aah!

[sniffing]

Yikes!

Sha ggy! Eyes! *

Eyes! Eyes!

Rice? Where?

No, eyes!

Oh, eyes. Ha-ha!

Like, why didn't you say so?

| did.

Gee, | don't see any eyes, Uncle Scooby.

Like, you were hallucinating, Scoob.

‘Hunger makes you do that, you know.’

[howling]

You won't be hungry for long, guys.

One pizza to go with everything on it.

Except garlic, of course.

(Shaggy) ‘It smells wonderful.’

- 'Smells great.’ - 'Yeah!'

Hey, like, what's on this stuff?

Oh, spider webs, snails

and tadpole tails.

[both gulp]

Delicious!

Uh, yeah!

We're, like, we're, like, snackin'

‘you girls get crackin'.'

We'll meet you back at the school.

(Elsa) ‘Alright, coach.’

(Revolta) ‘So, the Grimwood girls have a new coach, eh?'

[evil laugh]

Ooh, he'll fit perfectly into my plan.

It was a good thing | dropped my

Venus spy traps into Grimwood's garden.

[evil laugh]

(Revolta) "You have done well’

‘my Grim Creeper.’

Soon | will have those

good little ghouls in my grasp.

And then, I, Revolta, the Witch of the Web

will be the most powerful witch

in all of Monsterdom.

[evil laugh]

(Tug) Nice spike, Baxter.

That's the kind of teamwork we need

for Calloway Military to stay on top.

Affirmative.

Those girls don't stand a chance

against my behind the back pass attack.

All the way with Calloway!

That's the spirit, men!

(all) Yes, sir!

Ugh!

No fair, Tug. That's a carry.

Keep using your head, Roper.

I'm going over to Miss Grimwood's

to arrange our game.

[bell tolls]

All that exercise really

loosened you up, Tanis.

A little too much.

Miss Grimwood, it's me, Colonel Calloway!

Will you get the door for me, Sibella?

You bat | will.

Miss Grimwood?

Anybody home?

[screeching]

[screeching]

S-stay back! That's a direct order!

Anything you say, Colonel Calloway.

Huh?

Where did you come from, young lady?

Oh, up there.

Miss Grimwood said to make yourself comfortable.

She'll be down as soon as she wraps things up.

Uh, affirmative.

Thank you, young la..

This school must have bats in its belfry.

Hmm.

Could stand a little spit and polish.

Ah, Colonel Calloway

how nice of you to pay us a visit.

[grunting] Miss Grimwood, this chair, it's..

Yes. It's a collector's item.

Early inquisition.

But not very comfortable, I'm afraid.

Would you prefer a softer chair?

[stutters] Uh, thank you.

Now, how about some tea and sweets?

Negative, Miss Grimwood. I'm on a strict military diet.

Nonsense, colonel.

You must taste my fudge.

[gong]

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘| made it this morning.’

Well, uh, if you insist.

Thank you.

chomp chomp chomp

Mm-mm-mmm!

Delicious, if | do say so myself.

[clears throat]

Doesn't it taste a little, uh

moldy?

Of course, colonel!

Fungus fudge always tastes moldy.

Fungus fudge?

[chomping]

Ahh.

Yes. It goes so well with toadstool tea.

Toadstool tea?

More tea, colonel?

Negative, Miss Grimwood.

(Col. Calloway) ‘| think it's time we arranged’

‘our annual volleyball game.’

‘My cadets are looking forward to..'

...winning again this year.

Isn't it getting a bit warm in here?

It's going to get a lot hotter

on the volleyball court, colonel.

‘We've got a new coach'

‘and I'd like you to meet him.'

[humming]

Whoa!

vroom

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘Shaggy, I'd like you to meet Colonel Calloway.’

Hello.

Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

Like, don't get up on my account, colonel.

Bad boy, Matches.

[grumbling]

Like, ahem... we're ready

to play your school whenever you say, colonel.

Affirmative. We'll rendezvous on your field at 14:00 hours.

Prepare to synchronize watches.

Like, watches synchronized.

Synchronized.

[beeping]

Check. Over and out.

Gee, looks like the colonel's already warmed up for the game.

You'd better start getting the girls ready, Shaggy.

Like, what's the rush, Miss G?

We've got 1,400 hours until the match. Ha ha!

That's a lot of time.

Yeah!

A lot.

But, Shaggy, 14:00 hours means 2 o'clock.

(Scrappy) ‘We've only got an hour.’

Like, why didn't you say so, Scrappy?

Don't just stand there. It's time to warm up.

[Winnie howling]

[giggling]

[upbeat music]

Like, that's it, girls.

Scream, two, three, four.

[all screaming]

(Shaggy) ‘Howl, two, three, four.’

[howling]

‘Like, that's keeping your cape in shape, Sibella.'

Thanks a lot, Shaggy.

And I'm keeping my tape in shape.

You certainly are, Tanis.

Scaerobics are good for everyone.

[music continues]

(Shaggy) ‘Like, that's it, Elsa.’

‘Don't bend your knees.’

Aah!

[laughing]

Gee, Phanty, exercising sure is fun.

Whoop!

Yeah. It's really off-the-wall.

I'd say, "More into the wall."

[panting]

Okay, gang

it's time for some deep-breathing exercises.

You mean deep-shrieking, Shaggy.

Show him, girls.

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘In. Out.'

‘In. Out.’

[deep breathing]

[shrieks]

Sounds fangtastic, kid.

You've got the fright stuff.

[shrieks]

[gasps]

Uh-oh.

[growling]

Aah!

Like, in. Out.

In. Out.

Yikes!

Yikes! Yikes!

Yikes!

Aah!

Like, way to go, Scoob.

Now, that's deep breathing..

[Matches growling]

Yikes!

(Shaggy) ’...and deep shrieking.’

Come on, girls. Let's hear it.

[shrieking and howling]

| hate all this screaming.

Me too.

I'm flappin’ out.

[cawing]

[drum rolls]

[girls screaming]

Get a load of that racket

coming from the Grimwood place.

Phew. And | thought Calloway was tough.

(Jamal) ‘That school sounds like torture.’

[groans]

Well, you know what they say.

"No pain, no gain."

More weight, Baxter.

Aye, aye, Grunt. Uhh!

More weight.

Here comes the colonel.

(Tug) ‘Attention.’

thump

At ease, men.

(Col. Calloway) ‘| said at ease, Grunt.’

(Grunt) ‘Thank you, sir.'

| just want to say that no matter what happens

on the volleyball court this afternoon

you've gotta win!

(all) Yes, sir!

Do you want this trophy to stay

at Calloway Military School?

Affirmative. We won't let you down, sir.

Ahem.

14:00 hours approaches.

Prepare to engage the enemy!

Arrr!

Those Grimwood girls won't know what hit 'em.

[laughing]

[Shaggy chuckling] ‘That's it, girls.’

‘Rattle those chains.’

Like, keep your chin up, kid.

Your mummy would be proud.

Oh, my. It's a tentacle to 2:00.

Those Calloway Cadets will be arriving any minute.

Just enough time to loosen up

the old neck muscles, Uncle Scooby.

Yeah. Neck muscles.

[cackling]

Is this loose enough?

[chuckling]

Gee, Uncle Scooby, you sure know how to

loosen these neck muscles.

[screams]

[splash]

Like, this is no time to go swimming, Scoob.

We've gota volleyball game.

But everyone says swimming is great exercise, Shaggy.

Uh-oh, and it looks like my Uncle Scooby

is gonna get a lot of exercise.

Yikes!

Shaggy, help!

Shaggy, help!

[roar]

Like, keep dog paddling, Scooby.

I'm on my way.

Me, too.

Me first. | love swimming.

Help!

[roar]

She'd be a much better diver

if she'd learn to keep her feet together.

Come on in. The water's fine.

[howling]

[chuckles]

Oh, Winnie, you werewolves

are such show-offs.

[splash]

Owoowowowowo!

Oh, this water's as warm as a bat-tub.

Come on, Shaggy. Let's get in the swim of things.

[giggling]

Wait for us, coach.

My mummy taught me to swim.

| can do a Nile and a half.

Nile and a half?

Only in Egypt, eh, Scrappy?

[splash]

Haha-ha! Like, one lap around the moat, gang.

Then it's out of the water.

And onto the volleyball court.

Huh, right, coach.

We're ready for those Calloway Cadets.

[howling] Go, Grimwood!

[howling]

[laughing]

I'm gonna bring a trophy home to my mummy.

(Revolta) ‘Are you keeping a close eye'

‘on those girl ghouls, Creeper?’

Yes, Revolta. As you commanded

| won't let them out of my sight.

Excellent.

Here, Uncle Scooby.

Let me help you dry off.

(Scooby) "Thanks, Scrappy.’

‘| needed that.’

Fool. Next time don't plant your spy traps by the moat.

Sorry, Revolta.

(Tug) ‘Ha Ha! Look, guys. '

Those Grimwood girls are all washed up

before we even play them.

Matches, | think the girls could use a quick blow dry.

Yeah, give them a blow dry.

[rumbling]

[fire blazing]

Oh, | hope this isn't a permanent wave.

[howling] Those cadets make my hair stand on end.

Like, next time your mummy should dress you

in non-shrink wrapping.

Thanks, Shaggy.

If you girls are through playing around

we've got a game to win.

Then let the game begin.

Uh, negative, Miss Grimwood.

This volleyball court is a disaster area.

You don't even have a net.

Not yet.

Legs!

[chittering]

(Shaggy) Like, you were saying, colonel?

Um, | was saying this court doesn't have any boundary lines.

Coming right up.

[gong]

Any other complaints, colonel?

Uh, well, we, we need a referee.

You're looking at him.

Scrappy-Doo. | call 'em as | see 'em.

Let's flip to see who serves first.

No problem.

[howling]

That girl's flipped.

We're supposed to flip a coin.

Affirmative.

Like, why didn't you say so?

Anybody got a quarter?

Thanks. Like, heads.

(boy) ‘Looks more like hands.’

(Shaggy) Heads. Ha-ha-ha!

Like to see for yourself, colonel?

Affirmative.

Grimwood serves first.

Rah-rah, Grimwood!

Like, give it all you got, Elsa.

Alright, coach.

Ooh!

Net ball.

I'd say it's a net loss.

Affirmative.

Legs, on the double.

[squeaking]

Like, try to hit the ball

a little higher.

A-alright, coach.

Owoo! Nice hit.

I've got it.

‘| mean | had it.'

Point goes to Grimwood.

Go, go, Grimwood! He-he-he!

Good serve, cadet.

Keep pressing the attack.

Yes, sir.

[growling]

[giggles] | got it.

Hey, she hit the net.

Hit it? She went through it.

That's a foul. Calloway's point.

All the way with Calloway!

We're never gonna win that trophy, Sibella.

You bat we are.

Ooh.

Oof!

Nice spike, Sibella.

Thanks, Scrappy.

Our serve, cadet.

| must be going batty.

(Sibella) Here, Tanis. Let's see a fangtastic serve.

- I've got it. - I've got it.

- I've got it. - I've got it.

- | got it. - | got it.

I've got it!

You hit the net, cadets.

(Scrappy) ‘We're all tied up.’

I'd say, they're all tied up.

[howling]

That's a howl, Winnie.

[laughing]

Oh, Legs.

[squeaking]

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘I'll give you six extra flies for supper.’

[squeaking]

Alright, alright. A dozen flies.

Let's go, Grimwood!

Go, go, go!

Red-hots.

Mmm, yummy.

One, please.

Like, make that two.

Thanks, Matches. Like, all this winning

really works up an appetite, you know?

They won't be winning for long.

I've planted a remote-control device

in the volleyball.

- Affirmative. - Goodbye, Grimwood.

Looks good, Tanis.

I'll make it look bad.

That serve is loco.

Whoa!

Out of bounds.

Way out of bounds.

Then it's Calloway's ball.

[laughing]

Don't worry, Tanis. We'll get it back.

Not unless this battery runs out.

[beeping]

It's all mine.

Hee hee!

Huh?

I'll save it, Winnie.

Oh..

What a backspin.

All the way with Calloway!

Mmm.

Zoinks, this doesn't look good.

- Tastes good. - Like, we gotta catch up.

Ketchup?

Okay.

Prepare for another salvo, Jamal..

...with our secret weapon.

Affirmative.

Hey, I've been sneak-attacked.

Ohh!

[gulp]

[beeping]

Nice work, Jamal.

Now our remote control is..

[beeping]

(Tug) 'A.W.O.L.'

Not only do we lose the ball

but | lose my hat.

[hiccup]

Excuse me.

[hiccup]

Ohh!

Like, thanks, colonel.

It is our serve, right, Scoob?

Right, Shaggy.

[hiccup]

[howling]

All the way with Calloway.

Two more points, men.

The victory is ours.

Yeah, we can beat these girls

without military assistance.

Wow.

What a spike!

That ball is out of bounds.

But it hit in first.

Grimwood's ball.

- Arr! - Rah-rah, Grimwood!

[howling]

- Ohh! - Aah!

Those girls are strong, Revolta.

Just like their parents, Creeper.

But soon | will be more powerful than all of them.

(Shaggy) ‘Like, this is it, girls.’

Serve up a good one, Sibella.

You bat | will.

This jet pack will set you up

to spike that serve, Grunt.

My pleasure. I'll pulverize them.

Take that, you bat.

| can't reach it.

| can't look.

[hiccup]

Huh?

- Ohh! - Aah!

- Ohh! - Aah!

That's out, colonel, and so are you.

(Scrappy) ‘Grimwood wins. '

[laughing]

You were fangtastic, coach.

[laughing] Like, it was nothing, really.

| believe we get the trophy this year, Colonel Calloway.

There must be some mistake.

| won't hand it over.

[drum roll]

Thank you, colonel.

Here, Tanis.

For your mummy case.

[gasps] Thanks, Miss Grimwood.

| don't get it. We had the tactics.

We had the strategy.

We had the equipment.

But we still lost.

Affirmative.

No moping, men. The Calloway code says retreat with dignity.

[hiccup]

Ohh!

Ohh!

[hiccup]

[device beeping]

Looks like the Calloway code just got broken.

Double affirmative.

[Winnie howling]

This is gonna be our happiest Halloween ever.

Because we have a trophy

to show off at our open house.

(Scrappy) Open house?

Is that like a party?

It's only the biggest event of the Grimwood school year.

Like, will there be food?

- Yike! - Yike!

Ohh, lots of goodies, Shaggy.

Miss Grimwood is in the kitchen right now.

Like, what are we waitin' for?

- Come on! - Excuse us.

Oh, | just love making brownies.

Brownies? Oh, boy!

Like, can we give you a hand, Miss Grimwood?

(Ms. Grimwood) "Thanks, Shaggy, I've already got one.'

‘But you can lick the bowl.’

- Like, thanks. - Yeah, thanks.

Alright, Matches, ready to bake a batch of brownies?

Yeah!

[fire blazing]

Mmm, something smells rotten.

sniff sniff

Like, you said it, Sibella.

[slurp] Yeah, really rotten.

Deliciously rotten.

Swamp brownies fresh from the oven.

Made with slimy swamp water

chockful of mosquitoes.

Zoinks! Like, there's itchin' in the kitchen, Scoob.

Yeah. Heh-heh-heh!

Phantasma, are those caterpillar cookies

ready to bake yet?

They will be as soon as | catch 'em.

[laughing]

Like, this kitchen's just crawling with snacks, Scooby.

Yeah.

Nothing's too good for our guests.

Gee, who's coming to this open house anyway?

Everyone, Scrappy.

My daddy Dracula.

That's your daddy?

It's a bat picture of him

but he'll show up after sundown.

Zoiks! It's almost s-sundown now, Scoob.

Like, that's when the vampires start biting.

Oh, no! Yike!

Like, wait for me, Scooby!

Stop!

You've got to meet Frankenteen Sr.

And my Mummy Daddy.

[howling] Don't forget Papa Werewolf.

And my Phantom Father.

[laughing]

Zoinks!

[whimpering] Like, we're gonna be trapped

in a houseful of m-m-m-m-monsters!

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

[thunder clap]

Arrgh!

(Grim Creeper) ‘Here they come, Revolta.'

[squeaking]

‘The mightiest monsters in the world.’

Let me cape you out of the rain, Mr. Mummy.

Thank you, Count.

This wrap isn't waterproof.

Ah, they were the mightiest, but now they've grown soft.

Soon Revolta will be the most feared name

in the monster world.

When | get those girl ghouls in my clutches.

[chomp]

- 'Aargh!' - Huh!

Dada!

[howling]

My papa's calling me.

[howling]

Like, everyone's runnin’ off, Scoob

so, why don't we?

Yeah.

Quick, into this dumbwaiter.

(Scrappy) ‘Gee, Uncle Scooby, are we going up to meet the folks?’

(Shaggy) ‘Uh, like, not exactly, Scrappy.’

[door thuds]

bam

[panting]

Like, we should be safe now, Scoob.

| hope so.

(Scrappy) ‘We've got company, Uncle Scooby.’

[cackling]

So there you are, father.

Meet my new teachers.

Phanty's told me so much about you.

[screaming]

(Phanty) ‘'Hdee-hee-hee! See, father!’

‘They just love to exercise.’

Like, this way out, Scoob.

[screeching]

- Go away! Yeaow! - So, this is bat news!

Yike!

[screeching]

It's so nice to see new blood at Grimwood.

[gulps] Like, you don't want mine.

It's chicken blood.

Yeah, chicken.

Bawk bawk bawk bawk!

Bawk bawk bawk!

Sibella, these two are battier than we are.

They are a little strange, daddy

but they're fangtastic teachers.

Like, we were lucky that time, Scoob.

But it's time to fly this coop.

Absolutely.

Aw, but then we won't meet the other parents.

Like, | hope you're right, Scrappy.

Yike!

There they are, dada.

Come to Frankenteen.

Yes, let's get a closer look at these three.

[whimpering]

Who are you?

Scooby-Doo.

And, Scrappy-Doo, too.

Like, don't hurt ‘em, Mr. Mummy.

It's all my fault we're here.

Hurt you?

| want to hug you

‘for making my daughter feel like a winner.’

I'll howl to that.

Let's give 'em three cheers.

- Awoo! - Awoo!

- Awoo! - Awoo!

- Awoo! - Awoo!

(all) Yay!

[cheering]

[bell rings] Now that everyone's acquainted

let's go downstairs for refreshments.

[thunder clap]

(Ms. Grimwood) Have some Halloween punch, everybody.

[instrumental music]

That's the spirit, boys.

Like, not bad, eh, Scoob?

Yeah.

It's an old Grimwood recipe.

Poison ivy punch..

- Heh? - Made from scratch.

- Ooh! - Ooh!

Gee, Winnie, what's that?

(Winnie) Something for my papa, Scrappy.

| made it in arts and crafts class.

It's a juicer.

Now you can have bitter lemonade whenever you want, papa.

[gulps] That's wonderful, Winnie.

Ohh, nice and sour.

It makes my whiskers pucker.

| made this for you, daddy.

It's a bat robe.

Wonderful. Just what | need after a rainy flight.

Let me try it on.

(Sibella) ‘Oh, fangtastic.'

‘It fits."

Raaa!

See for yourself.

Waaahh!

That's wonderful.

Like, nice robe, Count.

But that's no reflection on you.

[laughing] Get it, Scoob?

Yeah. Ha ha. Hee hee hee.

| think.

What a wonderful gift.

All the girls have worked very hard on their presents.

[sniffling]

Don't feel left out, Matches.

| made a robe for you too, and it's fireproof.

[fire blazing]

| made my present in science class.

It's a portable shock-man..

[Zapping]

...with a rechargeable battery pack

that lasts for we-e-e-eks.

For you, dada.

Ahh! This puts volts in my bolts.

Thank you, Elsa.

Welcome, dada.

| thought you'd get a charge out of it.

Show your mummy daddy what you made, Tanis.

(Tanis) It's a fright light.

To brighten the darkest mummy case.

(Mummy) ‘What a thoughtful gift, Tanis.'

Last but not least

your daughter would like to play

her latest composition for you.

Ha ha ha!

It's called "Duet For Three Hands."

[piano music]

“And Six Tentacles.”

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

They're having fun, Revolta.

Yes, but soon the party will be over.

[music continues]

- Yay! - Yay!

Fantastic, Phantasma.

Bravo.

Awoooo!

It made my blood run cold.

Like, let's give that hand a hand, Scoob.

Oh, ha-ha-ha. Thank you.

Oh, thank you. Ah ha! Ha-ha-ha!

[clock dings]

It will soon be dawn.

| must be on my way, Sibella.

| know, daddy.

The moon is going down, Winnie.

I'd better run, too.

Oh, like, see ya next Halloween.

In the meantime

| want you to take good care

of my little Sibella.

Like, uh, you can count on us, Count.

Good, because, if anything happens to her

it will be a bat day for you.

That goes for Winnie, too.

Awoo!

Elsa's my pride and joy.

Don't let me down.

Take care of Tanis and her friends

or you're going to meet a very mad mummy.

[gasps]

Not to mention a foul-tempered phantom.

[gulps]

Bye-bye, guys.

Gee, what a friendly bunch of folks, eh, Uncle Scooby?

Uh-uh, yeah. Really..

Ah, like, now there's nothing to be afraid of, Scoob.

[sighs] Yeah.

That's what they think. Ha ha ha!

Get ready to fly, little spider bat.

You're about to earn your keep.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

(Revolta) ‘There's no time to waste, Gim Creeper.’

‘Get cranking.’

Yes, Revolta.

[metal clanking]

This is your target.

[squeaking]

[squeaks]

Now heed these words and heed them well.

Find those fools and weave them well.

Fly, spider-bat, fly.

Soon that teacher will be learning from me.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

Heh-heh-heh-heh.

Don't just stand there.

Close that skylight.

There's a draft in here.

Y-yes, Revolta.

[eerie music]

[snoring]

[flapping]

[flapping]

[screech]

[Scooby screaming]

Shaggy, help!

R-r-rat!

It's a rat!

Rat? Like, take two of these and call me in the morning, Scoob.

No, Shaggy, bat!

Calm down, Scooby.

I'll take a look.

See? See for yourself, Scoob. Nothing.

[Shaggy yawns] Let's get some sleep.

Okay, Shaggy.

[spider-bat screeches]

Shaggy! Bat shade!

Bat shade!

I'm coming! I'm coming!

Oh, boy. Like get a hold of yourself, old buddy.

See? There's nothing shady about the shade.

Get ahold of yourself, Scoob.

Aahhh!

[snoring]

(Revolta) You will do exactly as | say.

| will do exactly as you say.

In the morning, you will take the girls

on a little field trip to the barren bog.

Little girls... field trip..

...to the barren bog.

And, then, those girl ghouls

will be mine!

Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Ha-ha-ha-ha.

Ha-ha-ha..

Don't just stand there.

Get to the Barren Bog and set my traps.

Yes, Revolta.

[instrumental music]

Cock-a-doodle--

[trumpeting "Reveille"]

[snoring]

Aah!

Miguel, sometimes I'm sorry you ever invented that

rolling "Reveille" robot.

But it was your idea to give it to the colonel

for a birthday present.

Affirmative.

Next year we give him a pocket watch.

Glad to see you up and at 'em, cadets.

Fantastic invention!

[trumpet blaring]

[clears throat] As | was saying

you're up early for early-morning maneuvers

in tough terrain.

I'll say. That's Barren Bog.

[eerie music]

Rise and shine, Scoob.

It's a beautiful day for a field trip.

(Scooby) ‘It is?!

(Shaggy) ‘Yeah, just smell that fresh air.'

[wind gushing]

[bang]

You knocked, Uncle Scooby?

Uh, like, glad you're up, Scrappy.

We're just on our way out.

[wind gushing]

[shuddering] Cold, raw, windy, a good chance of rain.

A perfectly rotten day to be outside.

So, have a great time, girls.

[Winnie howls]

We will, Miss Grimwood.

Like, we're all ready to go.

Yeah, arr arr arr. Rrrr!

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘Sorry, Matches.’

‘You're staying home with me.'

[grumbling]

[engine starts]

Like, here we go, gang.

Bye, Miss Grimwood.

Bye, Matches.

See you later, girls.

Yeah, see you later.

(Scrappy) Gee, Shaggy, where are we going for our field trip?

Like, someplace scenic. Like, right here.

That's Barren Bog.

Barren Bog!

Sounds fangtastic. I'll bet it's crawling

with alligators and snakes.

Alligators? Snakes?

Oh, no!

Not to mention quicksand.

Ha-ha-ha!

| love quicksand.

Today's hike will take us through swampy terrain.

Stay close, men, as we use our

survival skills to cross this bog.

(boy) 'Yes, Sir.’

[upbeat music]

[water splashes]

The first skill is in ditching the colonel

and finding a dry way out of this swamp.

Affirmative.

[music continues]

These field trips are a real drag.

And dumb, too.

What do we do now, coach?

Like, now, uh... well, uh..

How about a jog through the bog?

Great. | got plenty of energy.

Wait for me, Elsa.

And the Doos, too.

Awoo!

Race you across the bog, Sibella.

Then | think I'll stretch my wings instead of my legs.

Aw, no fair, Sibella.

We're supposed to be jogging, not jetting.

[grunts]

Gotcha.

Boy, have you got the wrong girl.

Awoo!

Hyah!

[groaning]

[growls]

You can't escape the Grim Creeper.

Then | guess you've never chased a werewolf before, creepy.

Ohh!

This looks like a great place to hide.

Awoo!

| gave him the slip.

[bats squeaking]

Aah!

swish swish swish

(Revolta) You will now obey only Revolta.

| will obey only Revolta.

Only Revolta.

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

One down, four to go!

Heh-heh-heh!

(Ms. Grimwood) ‘Is my cauldron bubbling yet, Matches?’

Why, my scorpion stew is ice-cold.

Matches, here, boy. Light the fire.

Now, where has that dragon gotten to?

[sniffing]

(Scrappy) ‘Gee, Shaggy, . bog jogging is fun.

(Shaggy) ‘Yeah!’

Ha-ha-ha-ha!

How'd you think of this place?

Like, | don't know, Scrappy.

In my dreams, | think.

Zoinks!

This dream just turned into a nightmare.

Yeah. Alligators right there!

- Help! - Help!

Don't worry, Uncle Scooby.

Scrappy-Doo to the rescue!

What?

Like, nice try, Scrappy

but too late.

- Shaggy. - Zoinks!

| never thought we'd end up alligator appetizers.

Well, this pup is going down swinging.

Try swinging with me.

chomp chomp chomp

Ohh, like, not too bat an escape, eh, Scoob?

Yeah. Heh-heh-heh.

Yeah. Thanks for the help.

| need some help myself.

Winnie must be playing hide-and-shriek.

| can't find her anywhere.

Like, this bog is a little boggling.

Don't worry. We'll all go look for her.

Yeah.

Huh?

And I'll search by air.

[screeching]

Hey, what's that up there?

‘This bog's got bats.’

Better look down here.

We're back in the mud again.

Negative.

- | think this is-- - Quicksand!

Wh-what do we do now, Tug?

We use our basic survival skills.

Like yelling for help.

Affirmative.

Help!

- 'Help!' - 'Help!'

Sounds like those smart-aleck cadets.

Maybe they're playing in the bog, too.

[instrumental music]

Someone's coming.

Affirmative.

It's those Grimwood girls.

Quick! Help us out!

But why?

Swimming in quicksand is fun.

Fun? That's a negative.

On the double.

If not sooner.

Well, Tanis, if they insist.

What a bunch of spoilsports.

- Whoa! - Whoa!

thud thud

Oh, thanks for getting us out, girls.

Affirmative.

Now, we'd better find our way out of this bog.

Forward, cadets.

Grrr!

Retreat!

Affirmative. Advance to the rear.

Bogs never bother me.

Of course, my phantom feet never get wet.

Ha-ha-ha!

Ha-ha-ha!

Oh, Phanty.

Ha-ha-ha!

Whatcha doing in there, Winnie?

Hiding.

Come see.

Ha-ha-ha! | just love hide-and-shriek.

[Zapping]

Yes, Revolta.

| will obey.

No sign of the girls, Uncle Scooby.

Uh-oh.

Like, I'm beginning to get a

bad feeling about this bog.

Wait, Shaggy. Maybe Sibella has good news.

[screeching]

Does that mean you found Winnie?

[shrieking]

Like, | think she wants us to follow.

[instrumental music]

Yeow!

- Yeow! - There goes Uncle Scooby.

Wanting to be first again.

- Uh-oh. - Arr!

[fire blazes]

Arrr!

Zoinks!

[growling]

Like, | wish your Uncle Scooby

would learn to stop playing with Matches.

[screeching]

Yes, Sibella, we're here.

Come down.

We want to show you something.

Get her!

[screeching]

Don't let her escape.

[screeching]

[screeching]

(Miguel) Wow! Look up there.

What a dogfight.

Looks more like a bat fight to me.

Affirmative. That's what I'd call a bat-tle.

[Matches growling]

Hee-hee-hee.

Yikes!

What's wrong, Winnie?

Revolta doesn't want you.

Get out!

The Grim Creeper will take care of him.

[Scooby gulps]

Gotcha!

Help!

Revolta does not like meddlers.

Uh, uh, not me!

[fire blazes]

[screaming]

Aaahhh!

fizz fizz fizz

[sighs]

You two will pay for this!

Hee-hee-hee-hee.

No one escapes the Grim Creeper.

[screeching]

Well, it's about time.

Where have you Grimwood girls been?

Waiting for you.

Come inside.

[screech]

It's Sibella.

Something's wrong.

But it's too late for you.

slam

Much too late. Ha-ha-ha.

Come to me, my Grimwood girls.

swoosh

[screeching]

[screeching]

[screeching]

(Revolta) ‘Stop struggling.’

You must obey only me, Revolta.

Your will is strong, just like your father's

but my web is stronger.

Obey!

[screeching]

Shaggy, Sibella is getting batnapped.

Zoinks! Like, this is terrible.

If we don't get her back

the Count will hold me accountable.

Don't worry, Shaggy.

We'll get the other girls to help us rescue her.

Uh-uh. They're gone.

Like, you don't mean Elsa?

[imitates Phanty's laughing]

And, Phanty?

Like, not Tanis and Winnie, too?

[howling]

Zoinks! Like, what do | do now?

- Follow that rack. - Huh?

| think Uncle Scooby must mean

follow that shack.

(Scooby) ‘Like | said, follow that rack.’

(Shaggy) Say no more, Scooby.

We'll track that shack and get the girls back

before their scary folks ever know they're not back.

Uh, yeah.

Uh-oh.

‘Like, we're stuck in the mud.’

Looks like the Grimwood transport vehicle

is in deep trouble.

Served them right for taking our trophy.

However, the Calloway Code says

"We help vehicles in distress."

Affirmative.

Negative. We do not aid and abet the enemy.

Yeah, let them spin their wheels.

[Matches growling]

Yeah, as | was saying, men

that van needs some manpower.

| thought you might need a push.

Affirmative.

Look, Uncle Scooby, those cadets volunteered

to help us out.

[Matches growling]

Like, keep pushing. I'm putting the metal to the pedal.

[engine revving]

(Shaggy) ‘Like, we're out of here.’

Come on, get up, guys.

The Grimwood girls are in trouble.

(Scooby) ‘Come on, Scrappy.’

You can help us rescue them from a bunch of meanies.

That's a negative.

Yeah, get lost.

(Scrappy) ‘What a bunch of sticks in the mud. '

Colonel Calloway, sir!

Cadet Baxter has finished his hike

in much better shape than the rest of you.

Next time, follow me more closely, cadet Roper.

Yes, sir!

Uh, sorry, sir.

Oh! Back to the barracks on the double!

(all) Yes, sir!

[instrumental music]

[bats squeaking]

swoosh

(Shaggy) ‘Zoinks. Like, the bats have come back to roost'

‘and that's the gruesomest roost I've ever seen. '

(Scooby) ‘Yeah, gruesome roost. Bbbrrrr.'

Like, we'd need wings to get up there.

Leave it to us, Shaggy.

~ Da-da-da-da-da JS

Puppy power!

Rrrrr. Hey, what about me?

Make that a Scrappy and Matches power.

Yeah.

Are you sure this'll work, Scrappy?

I'm puppy positive.

Come on, guys. Hop aboard.

Fire away, Matches.

[babbles]

whoosh

Who-o-o-a!

Who-o-o-a!

Whee! We'll be there in nothing flat.

[thudding]

Like, you were right about the flat part, Scrappy.

Gee, I'm sorry about that, guys.

Okay, Scrappy.

Hee-hee-hee-hee.

It's been too long since we had company, Creeper.

| knew you'd be pleased, Revolta.

Yes, because these five will remain here permanently.

[laughs]

(Grim Creeper) ‘But, Revolta, what happens’

when your spell wears off?

Don't upset yourself, Creeper.

I'm preparing a spell to make them evil forever.

At the stroke of midnight

I'm going to Revoltize them.

Revoltize them?

Ooh, how revolting.

Yes. Isn't it, though?

Now, stop cringing and put those girls to work.

Yes, Revolta.

Like, this pad is really locked, guys.

Matches will take care of it.

Won't you, Matches?

[fire blazing]

Huh?

(Shaggy) ‘Zoinks. Like, this lock must be flame-proof.'

Allow me, Shaggy.

[clicking]

(Scooby) Bingo.

Like, that's one talented tail, Scoob.

- Ha-ha-ha-ha. - Yeah. He-he-he-he.

(Scrappy) Gee, this place is humongous.

If we're ever going to find the girls

we'll have to split up.

Oh, boy. Heh-heh!

| was afraid he was going to say that.

Me, too.

Huh?

Yikes!

Shaggy!

Like, what's the big idea, Scooby?

Mirror monster.

Like, relax, Scoob. It's only a mirror.

[blowing raspberry]

See? Ha-ha.

It's just a silly reflection. like they have at the carnival.

Sorry, Shaggy.

‘Makes you look weird, but it can't hurt you.’

Scooby, come back!

Hey, like, let me out of here.

No. Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha-ha.

That's it. Revolta likes a clean lair.

Hey, you missed a spot!

| obey only Revolta.

Oh, never mind.

It'll soon be midnight anyway.

fizz

Elsa, like, thank goodness.

You've got to warn Scoob that the me who's following him

isn't me.

| only obey Revolta.

Revolta? Like, who's she?

The Witch of the Web.

At midnight, she makes us

part of her evil team forever.

Zoinks. Come back, Elsa.

Don't listen to Revolta.

Listen to your gym teacher.

[growling]

Hee-hee-hee hee-hee-hee.

Cut it out, Shaggy.

Grr, Scooby-Doo.

Yes, Shaggy?

I'm after you.

Yikes!

You-you-you're not Shaggy.

You can't escape.

Shaggy!

He can't help you now.

No one can help you now.

Ah-ha-ha ha-ha-ha.

Help!

[cackling]

Help!

screech

Tanis, help!

| obey only Revolta.

Oh, boy.

Now, I've got you.

screech

I've got..

Hey, did a big ugly dog

go by here a minute ago?

Ugly?

Uh, | mean, yeah.

[laughing] That-a-way.

Thanks.

It worked. Hee-hee-hee.

Oops!

[growling]

You can't fool the mirror monster.

Arrr!

Aah!

Rraarrr!

Help!

‘Help!’

Sounds like Uncle Scooby's in trouble.

Yeah.

Scrappy, Matches.

Zoinks. I've spent a lot of time in front of a mirror

but never this long behind it.

screech

I'll help you get that off, Shaggy.

Arr!

Arr! Thank you.

Hey, you're not Shaggy.

And, you look better with this on.

Arr!

(Scrappy) ‘Let me go, you Shaggy impostor.’

Grr, grr.

I'm warning you.

Let me go, or prepare to splat.

You don't scare me.

Ahhh!

Gee, | think he got the message, Matches.

But just in case..

Yeah.

[fire blazes]

Ohh, aah! Ahh!

Whoa, whoa!

Nice work, Matches.

Now, we'd better find the real Shaggy

and my Uncle Scoob.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Ooh, it's too dangerous out here.

Yeow!

Zoinks. It's about time.

[door opens]

Uh-oh.

Gee, | thought | heard something.

(Revolta) ‘What are you doing in here?’

[gulps]

Are you through mopping the corridors?

- Yeah. - Then start over there.

| obey Revolta.

There's something funny about that mummy.

Stop dawdling, Creeper.

Midnight approaches, and this potion must be ready.

Deadly nightshade.

(Grim Creeper) Deadly nightshade.

- Powdered newt. - Powdered newt.

‘Oil of wolfsbane.'

Oil of wolfsbane.

(Revolta) ‘Slimy salamander tail.’

(Grim Creeper) Slimy salamander tails.

| knew this was no dummy.

| knew this was no mummy.

Oops.

‘It's that meddling dog of the Grimwoods.'

He's too stupid to have come alone.

Stupid?

Dispose of him and any of his foolish friends.

(Grim Creeper) Yes, Revolta.

Winnie, Sibella.

Oh, boy, thank goodness | found you. It's almost midnight.

We've got to get out of here before you get Revoltized.

Like, whatever that is, it's got to be bad news.

(both) We obey only Revolta.

Oh...like, what a revolting development this is.

(Scooby) ‘Help!’

Zoinks. Sounds like Scooby needs me more than | do.

(Scooby) ‘Help!’

That's Uncle Scooby, and he's in trouble.

Hang on, Uncle Scooby. We're coming!

(Scooby) ‘Help!’

Like, I'm coming, Scooby.

(Scooby) ‘Help!’

We're right behind you, Shaggy!

(Scooby) ‘Help!’

(Grim Creeper) ‘I'm so glad you came to help your friend.’

Help, fellas!

Put my Uncle Scooby down, you big meanie.

I've just begun to be mean.

[cackles]

Zoinks. I'm beginning to get the idea.

Like | said

the fun is just beginning.

Aah!

[splash]

Hey, you can't do that to my Uncle Scooby.

Don't worry. You'll be joining him.

- Whoa! - Whoa!

[splash]

Ha-ha-ha. Farewell.

[cackles]

Nice try, buster, but we know how to swim.

So does the giant well-dweller.

- Huh? Huh? - Well-dweller?

Shaggy, look!

[burbling]

Ha-ha-ha-ha, arr!

Zoinks. Like, | don't think this well-dweller

means well, Scoob.

Yeah.

- Yeow! - Yeow!

splash

[roars]

Ha! This second-rate sea serpent can't scare me.

Turn up the heat, Matches.

Yeah.

[huffing]

[coughs]

Zoinks. What a time for his pilot light to go out.

[roaring]

- Tug, | can't sleep. - Me, either.

| know. | guess we should have

helped look for those Grimwood girls.

Affirmative. It's the Calloway Code to help ladies in distress.

And they did get us out of that quicksand.

Well, don't just stand there, cadets.

We're on a rescue mission.

(all) Affirmative.

[chopper whirring]

[dramatic music]

[thunder rumbles]

(Revolta) ‘Did you take care of that dog and his friends?’

The well-dweller will make quick work of them.

Good. Now gather the girls.

My potion is ready

‘and the midnight hour draws near. '

[Revolta cackling]

[cackles]

Zoinks. Like, this is no time for games, Scrappy.

I'm hoping he'll play ball with me, Shaggy.

Huh?

Your turn, Matches.

[growling]

tap tap tap

(Scrappy) ‘That's it, Uncle Scooby.'

tap tap tap

Nice shot, Mr. Well-dweller.

Like, | hope you're going to let him win, Scrappy.

‘This guy looks like a sore loser.’

(Scrappy) ‘Come on, Uncle Scooby. Throw it high.'

[roars]

Now's our chance, guys.

Going up.

Like, it's a well-dweller-vator, eh, Scoob?

Yeah. Hee-hee-hee.

Thanks for the lift.

You can keep the ball.

Zoinks. We got to hurry.

It's almost midnight.

Prepare the girls, Creeper.

The potion is ready.

Yes, Revolta.

When the clock strikes midnight

those girls will be Revoltized.

Hee-hee-hee-hee.

How wretchedly revolting for them.

[laughing]

[screeching]

(Miguel) ‘I'm picking up bats.’

(Jamal) Any visual sighting?

(Miguel) Negative.

Hold it. Sound emanating from that castle.

‘Coordinates 30-18-52.'

Castle Revolta.

Hang on, cadets.

We'll check it out.

Like, are you sure this is how

you got into Revolta's lair, Scoob?

| think so.

Gee, there must be another way in.

Like, there's no time. It's midnight!

Gee. Where'd everybody go?

Uh, | don't know.

[screaming]

[clock chimes]

The time has come.

(Revolta) "The change has begun'

‘as anyone can plainly see’

‘they're turning evil’

‘just like me.'

Awoooo!

Whoa. I'd know that howl anywhere.

Affirmative.

It's those Grimwood girls for sure.

We're going in.

(Revolta) "Yes. No more nice girls.’

‘Just think, Creeper.’

I'll have an evil S.W.A.T. team to do my bidding.

Heh-heh! The world will be in the palm of your hands, Revolta.

- Whoa! - Whoa!

screech

Ooh, | thought you got rid of them.

| won't fail this time, Revolta.

- Gotcha. - Winnie, where are we?

| don't know, but our teachers are in trouble.

- Help! - Help!

Revolta, give me a hand..

...or two or three.

Don't worry.

My spider-bats will put those girls

back under my spell.

[screeching]

Don't panic, girls. We'll rescue you.

‘Direct hit.'

‘Affirmative, Grunt. You're batting 1,000.'

You're going to rescue us?

That's a laugh.

- Whoa! - Whoa!

crash

See, Matches? | knew my Uncle Scooby

would come and get us.

Wrong!

‘I've got all of you.’

[growling]

Zoinks! Looks like he's still out of steam, Scoob.

Yeah.

(Grunt) ‘Bat's eye.’

You Calloway cadets are such show-offs.

I'll teach you to mess with Revolta.

‘Take that!’

Tug, institute evasive action, pronto.

‘Roger, and out of here.’

[laughs]

That's the last we'll see of them.

Ahh.

Gee, you've been under the hair dryer

so long, you were getting cranky.

Get back under there or else..

You can't tell Elsa Frankenteen what to do.

Then watch what | can do to your friends.

[Zapping]

Zoinks. Like, what in the world

has she done to you, Scoob?

Ribbit ribbit.

I'll change the others into something worse than toads

unless you girls obey me.

(Sibella) ‘Aw, you win, Revolta.'

Ribbit ribbit.

[squeaking]

(Revolta) ‘In a few moments, you will be Revoltized.'

[Revolta laughs]

[screeching]

fizz fizz

Aah, something's gone wrong with my formula.

(Scrappy) ‘But something is going right with Matches. '

Ribbit ribbit.

[screeching]

(Revolta) ‘Stop, you stupid spider-bat.'

swoosh swoosh swoosh

| want that wand, Revolta.

[panting]

(Revolta) ‘Creeper, stop her.’

Yes, Revolta.

| mean, no, Revolta.

Yikes!

| want our Scooby-Doo back.

Thanks, Tanis.

I'll take that, Tanis.

(Revolta) ‘My wand.'

Bring it here. Obey me.

I'm putting it where it belongs

in the fire.

(Revolta) ‘My wand!’

boom

You fool, it's over-generizing the potion.

‘It'll explode!’

Explode?

Awoooo!

We're going to be gone with the wand.

Eeh! I'll fly us out, but | can only take one ata time.

Like, | think we're all out of time.

Yeah.

Negative. Calloway will save the day.

- Hop aboard. - Roger.

They haven't seen the last of Revolta.

‘| still have my broomsticks.'

swoosh

boom

splat

(Shaggy) ‘Zoinks. Looks like Revolta's going to need a re-decorator.'

(Scooby) Yeah, really. Hee-hee-hee.

Hang on, girls. We'll have you back to school in no time.

Back to school?

How about dropping us back in the bog?

Yeah. We never got to take a dip in the quicksand.

I'll never understand girls.

Especially Grimwood Girls.

[laughing]

[upbeat music]

~ So with the cadets it was a snap f

~ To escape Revolta's trap I

~ Now let's get loose and dance and clap J

~ While | lay on my Scrappy rap J

f Over there is Daddy Drac J

~ Who's glad to have his daughter back J

~ And all the guys from Calloway f

< Are here to dance the night away J

~ And there's Miss G with Colonel C I

~ Groovin’ to my melody f

Your boys were very gallant to go after my girls.

Ah!

£ And Grunt's with Elsa Frankenteen Jf

~ Who wants to be a slam-dance queen Jf

~ And Phanty really does her thing J

- A dance for two the Phanty fling f

~ Shaggy and my Uncle Scoob J

f Are always in a junky groove JJ

- Like, great party, Miss G. - Yeah.

Oh, | hope the new arrivals think so, too.

Huh, like, new arrivals?

Over there.

‘Meet your new students and their parents. '

New st-st-st-students?

[nervous laugh] Like, meet us in St. Louis.

Yeah, Illinois.

Gee, I'd better do like Scooby-doo and skidoo.

[instrumental music]

[engine starts]

[tires screeching]

Look, guys. The girls are waving good-bye.

- Goodbye. - Goodbye.

Like, let's give them a real Grimwood goodbye, eh, Scoob?

Yeah.

- Toodle-oodle-awooo! - Awoooo!

[music continues]

[dramatic music]