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[theme song]

Huh?

♪ Hey Scooby ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Lookin' for you ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo where are ya? ♪

Over here.

♪ All the stars are here waiting for you ♪

♪ Couldn't have a show without ya ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scoobity-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scoobity-Doo ♪

[music continues]

♪ Na na na na na Na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na Na na na ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scoobity-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

(all) Hey, Scooby!

Where are you?

Over here!

splat

(Shaggy) Today, Scooby-Doo meets Sonny and Cher.

[upbeat music]

[thunder crashing]

Something tells me that today is a very good day

for not going surfing.

- That's right. - Ah, what's a little lightning?

We can always hang chains out the back of our surfboards.

- Like they do on trucks. - Yeah, who's afraid of thunder!

[thunder crashing]

- Me. - Don't worry, Scooby.

(Fred) I wouldn't send a dog in a surf like that.

(Shaggy) At least, it's not raining.

[rain pattering]

Might as well forget about the beach today.

Nobody in their right mind would be out in that.

Except those people.

Don't worry.

I'll have this little old top up...

[in unison] ...any minute.

This little rest would do you good, hon.

'You can just sit in the sun'

'on your little old weekend.'

And watch you play golf, and watch you play tennis

and watch you water ski, and watch you fish.

Exactly. All that exercise will do wonders for ya.

A perfect second honeymoon.

Aw, you deserve it, hon.

[tire bursts]

fffffff

Was that sound what I think it was?

Now don't panic, Pocahontas.

All I have to do is jack up the little old front

and slip off the little old flat tire

slip on the little old spare tire

and we'll be rolling again.

Well, except for one little old thing.

You forgot the little old jack.

Ah, don't be silly.

Does your little old goomba look flaky enough to forget

the little old jack?

- Yes. - Well, I didn't.

Good, then get the little old car jacked up and...

You forgot the little old spare tire.

No, I didn't forget it.

'I left it at home to make room for my little old water skis.'

Sometimes I feel like a little old woman.

Hey, that's that famous couple.

Who? Who?

Oh, everybody knows them, Scoob. That's what's-his-name

and what's-her-name.

(all) Sonny and Cher!

Doggone!

We were travelling incognito.

How'd you recognize us with my sunglasses on?

Easy, we just read the monogram on your door.

(Velma) "Sonny Bono and Mrs. Sonny Bono."

Gee, imagine meeting you both right in the same rain.

What are you doing here, Cher?

Drownding.

(Sonny) Hey, you know, it's real nice of you guys to give us a lift.

I know we can get help at the hotel.

Yeah, I'm sure they've got a slot machine

in the lobby that dispenses tires.

We're strangers in these parts. How do we get there?

Yeah, Columbus, or do we just sail on and on?

Cher, we can't miss it. It's a big hotel.

It ought to be as plain as the nose on your face.

Well, hey, nothing personal, dearest.

Heh heh heh.

I love your little old big nose.

vroom

(Fred) There's a sign.

(Shaggy) "Hide Hotel ahead."

'I wonder why they want us to hide.'

(Velma) 'That must be the Hideaway Hotel.'

Only somebody has taken away the "away".

I think someone should've taken me away

for getting talked into this.

Now, Cher, you've got to admit, it isn't crowded.

And look at all that nice ocean.

Sure, and that's only the top of it.

Yeah, it's almost up to the road.

(Fred) 'Must be an unusually high tide.'

Someone tell me when we get there.

I'm a little chicken... of the sea.

(Velma) Why are we stopping, Fred?

That sign, maybe it says stop, look, and listen.

Stop, look, and listen for what?

I don't know, Shag. Go pull the seaweed off and see.

It says, "Caution, shark crossing."

Sh-sh-sharks?

Ah, there are no sharks around here, Scooby-Doo.

Like, that's just someone's idea of a j-o-oh!

Like, I got the point.

Yeah, like, I got the point, too.

(Daphne) Well, so much for local surfing conditions.

Hey, Sonny

when that hotel brochure says deep-sea dinners

does it say who's eating who?

Oh, now, precious darling, you know my ESP tells me

we're gonna have a nice, quiet, relaxing weekend.

[car honking]

Fred, look out!

vroom

screech

[man laughing]

Road hog!

Phew, that was close.

Anyone get his license number?

(Sonny) No, but I'd recognize that dirty laugh anywhere.

The sign said Rapid Trash Removal.

Hmm, but why would anybody want their trash removed so fast?

Yeah, somethin' funny goin' on.

Someone let me in on it. I could stand a good chuckle.

(Fred) Sonny's right.

There's something mysterious about this place.

[flute music]

[dramatic music]

[snarling]

(Daphne) Boy, when they say Hideaway Hotel

they sure mean hidden away.

There's an arrow, over there in the weeds.

vroom

(Fred) '"350 yards. Par 4."'

Oh, that must be the championship golf course

it mentions here in the brochure.

Golf course? With all those weeds?

Yep, pretty tough rough.

ruff ruff??

Let me see that color photograph of this hotel again.

(Cher) Oh, no.

(Bono) What do you mean, "oh, no"?

It's an old Indian expression which means

if that's it up ahead

this hotel brochure speaks with a forked tongue.

(Fred) 'All the lights are out.'

(Shaggy) 'Like, yeah, they must go to bed early.'

At 6:30?

Listen, the guests are all probably watching

movies in the grand ballroom.

Oh, yeah? Well, we're being watched, too.

Huh?

Those watch birds up on the roof.

Oh, yeah. Now let's see.

This brochure says that the gulls and the pelicans

around here are so tame, you can feed them

and they'll eat off your hand.

Those birds will eat off your hand, alright. They're vultures!

vroom

I'll honk for a bellhop.

[car honking]

[bats screeching]

crash

Nobody's home.

I'll honk again.

No, let's go inside quietly.

Wait a minute, princess.

I'll carry you.

Across the threshold.

You carry me? Up those stairs?

No, thanks, butterfingers.

thud

crash

Scooby, you make enough noise to wake the dead.

Like, hey, Daphne, I wish you'd cool it with those expressions.

(Shaggy) 'This place already gives me the creeps.'

Right, right.

That was a brilliant suggestion of our agent.

Comin' here in the off-season to avoid the crowds.

(Cher) 'Well, we should have avoided 'em.'

(Sonny) Oh, that must be the hotel manager over there.

Hi, there.

'I'm the popular television personality, Sonny Bono.'

And this my lovely wife, the multi-talented, Cher.

And we'd like to...

[Sonny clears throat]

(Sonny) 'I said we are the well-known musical couple, Sonny and Cher.'

And well, we'd like as little fuss made over us as possible

because we're here for, well, a little quiet vacation, and we...

I don't think he hears me.

ding

Oh, evenin'.

Didn't hear you sneaking up on me.

Don't like to use up the batteries

listenin' to just crickets.

Name's Milo Meekly, manager of this here hostelry.

Anythin' I can do to be of service, you talk right up.

Wonderful.

[shouting] I said wonderful.

You see, we're Sonny and Cher, and...

[shouting] Sonny and Cher!

No, hasn't been too sunny and cheerful.

Off-season, you know.

You should've been here last May.

Had three straight days of fair weather.

No, you-you don't understand.

This is my wife and we're married.

Should hope so with all those children.

Nice lookin' family.

The twins are a spittin' image of you.

Twins?

Well, how do you tell them apart?

Wait a minute, haven't I seen some of you on T and V??

Well... you might have. You see...

(Meekly) 'Knew it. Never forget a face.'

You, you're the hound of the Baskervilles, right?

- With Basil Rathbone. - Huh?

The hotel staff loves havin' celebrities stay with us.

When you say "hotel staff", where's the rest of it?

Oh, you'll meet her in a mite, Matilda.

Nice, quiet, hard worker, Matilda.

Doesn't say much, keeps to herself.

She's over there in the shadows.

(Meekly) 'Sizin' you folks up right now.'

[intense music]

whoosh

Well, my wife and I are on kind of a honeymoon.

And I wonder if the oceanside bridal suite is available.

Oceanside bridal suite?

Yeah, the one my agent stayed in for his honeymoon.

See, that's-that's the one with its own sun deck

overlooking the tennis courts.

[chuckling]

Sun deck and tennis courts went into the ocean

eight, nine years ago. Rockslide.

(Sonny) 'Well, then, how come your hotel brochure still lists it?'

Hmm.

How long ago did your friend have his honeymoon?

It couldn't have been more than 15 years at the most.

After all, it's only a sixth marriage.

Your friend gave you an old brochure.

Hotel's changed management half-a-dozen times

since that was printed up.

Oh, fine.

[crash]

Still want the bridal suite?

(Meekly) 'It's got a real nice view of the rocks below.'

'Especially now that the porch dropped off.'

[thunder crashing]

Well, I suppose so, if it's available.

Eh, yep.

Want all of your children in the same room?

Uh, these aren't our children, Mr. Meekly.

They picked us up in their car.

I'd like them to stay over for tonight.

Till the storm blows over.

And you know what? Put the rooms on my tab.

There, I think we can squeeze you all in.

Hey, when you say, "squeeze us all in"

where are the other guests?

Heh heh heh.

There ain't any other guests.

(Meekly) 'You're the only ones to brave it.'

B-b-brave it?

Brave what?

The curse.

creak

- The curse? - Right, young fella.

(Meekly) 'The old legends spread by the local Indians'

'about the Pescado Diabolico.'

Pescado Diabolico?

That translates into fish of the devil.

Eh, yep, sea monsters, if you want to believe that junk.

Pescado Diabolico, the evil God of Sharks.

Sh-sh-sharks?

Heh heh heh. Yep.

The story goes that one night when the sea winds moan

old shark-face will walk upon the land.

And all his man-eaters will leave the briny deep

and follow him.

'Driving all of us humans back into the sea.'

[Meekly chuckling]

[thunder crashing]

[moaning]

- What's that? - What?

That unearthly moaning.

G-sharp, I believe.

Yeah, like someone who was buried wants a shovel.

[moaning continues]

I don't hear a thing.

(Shaggy) 'Maybe you need new batteries.'

(Meekly) 'If you do think you hear something'

'it's because you've heard the old wives' tale that goes'

'when the Shark God calls the monsters of the deep'

'he summons them by blowin' on a conch shell'

We've never heard that old wives' tale

but we've heard the moaning just the same.

Pish-tosh, it's only your youthful imaginations.

Before I show you to your room, any other questions?

Uh, Scooby and I have one, Mr. Meekly.

- Uh, when is dinner? - Huh? Dinner?

Sure.

Having youthful imaginations always gives us an appetite.

Right, right.

[thunder crashing]

Uh, was that you barking, old noble friend of man

or was that my tummy growling for food?

Huh? Food.

Right on. Like, in snack, midnight snack.

Snack.

[chomping]

Yuck, midnight!

Come on, Scoob, even if you do believe

that jazz about the man-eating Shark God

you're only a dog, and I'm only a mere boy.

And a little cheese, and tomato, and pastrami

keeps the Pescado Diabolico away.

[intense music]

[thunder crashing]

What's that?

Offhand, I'd say about 6.2 on the Richter earthquake scale.

I don't mean the thunder.

I saw something out there during the last lightning flash.

Like what?

Like something dragging itself out of the surf.

- Something slimy and horrible. - Oh, come on, Daphne.

You mean, like something grey and scaly

covered with seaweed, with rows of sharp teeth

and beady green eyes, and webbed hands

and feet with claws?

Exactly. Did you see it, too?

I'm not sure.

Let's check during the next lightning flash.

splash

[thunder crashing]

[intense music]

Notice anything different about me?

Yeah, you're three inches shorter without shoes on.

No no, check what I'm wearing, precious.

Oh, yeah, it is precious.

'You're wearing a new pair of purple panji pajamas'

'embroidered with your picture.'

Oh, come on, Cher, don't let the weather get you down.

You know what?

My ESP tells me that tomorrow will be

a beautiful day, and we're gonna have fun, fun, fun.

Yeah, well, something tells me in your case

ESP stands for Extra Stupid Personality.

How can we have fun, fun, fun?

This place has no golf, no tennis, no pool...

[thunder crashing]

And with that storm, probably no beach.

And those are its good points.

But this is our delayed honeymoon.

You should be enjoyin' it.

I am enjoyin' it

or my name isn't Barbra Streisand.

Your name isn't Barbra Streisand.

'You catch on fast, big boy.'

Hey, you know what I feel like right now?

A tall glass of warm milk.

Right now, in those purple pajamas

you look more like a short grape popsicle.

I wonder if I can get room service.

'Well, if the phones to the mainland are dead'

'it figures that room service passed away, too.'

clack clack clack

No answer.

Well, a hotel this size must have a kitchen.

I'll run down and get us a little...

scrrch scrrch

slam

Who was that?

The Avon lady calling?

No, I think it was the jolly green giantess.

(Shaggy) 'However, this looks like a wine cellar.'

And where there's wine, there's bound to be cheese.

Mmm, cheese.

slurp

(Shaggy) 'I think I'm gonna have me a nice big slice of jack cheese'

'surrounded by a couple of slices of cheddar'

'between two slices of muenster.'

Monster? Where? Where?

Yeow!

bang

I said muenster, not monster.

It's a cheese, Scoob.

Oh.

'Now, come on, and quit being such a chicken.'

You've got to control yourself.

screech screech

slam

Yeow!

Uh-oh, uh-oh.

Huh?

thump

[thunder crashing]

Doesn't seem to be anything down there in the surf now.

No, but suppose it's up here in the hotel with us?

What's "it"?

Pescado Diabolico, the Shark God.

Or maybe it was just your imagination.

whoosh

What was that horrible sound?

Maybe, that was our imagination too.

Hey, sleeping Bono, wake up.

Cher, why do you wanna wake me up in the middle of the night?

It's the middle of the morning.

And we got to rise, shine, have breakfast

and get out of this haunted Hilton.

Sorry you all spent such a restless night.

Gorgeous day now.

The sun is shinin', the fish are jumpin'.

And the corn is sure high.

Hey, Mr. Meekly's right, sweetheart.

There's still all the water sports.

Water sports?

Like it says on your vacation folder.

"Surfing, water skiing, glass bottom paddle boats

scuba diving."

Slight misprint there.

No surfin' or water skiing or glass bottom paddle boats

or scuba divin'.

How come?

Well, if you're superstitious...

...there's that ridiculous curse of the Pescado Diabolicos.

If you're not superstitious, there's always the sharks.

Look, I've never been a fish freak

so as far as I'm concerned, there's nothing here

for an old married lady on her honeymoon.

Will you make up our bill, please

before I become a senior citizen?

Eh, yep.

No hurry, though, you can't leave right now.

- Why not? - Condition of the main road.

Go see for yourself.

Wow.

The road to the mainland is under two fathoms of ocean.

Someone must have left the water running last night.

We've been hijacked.

No, we're only marooned on this-this miserable island.

We could always swim back.

You're forgetting one of the hotel's most popular

water sports... shark feed.

Yep. Another reason it's our slack season.

This time of year you can only get back

to the mainland at mean low tide.

And when is the exact time of the next mean low tide?

2:27.

Next Tuesday.

Man, that is mean.

Well, that's about all the fun, fun, fun I can stand.

Now, what are we gonna do for excitement?

How about exploring this place?

'I still think there's a lot more here than meets the eye.'

There has to be.

So, let's split up and comb the island.

Crazy. But, like, how do you wanna comb it?

With the part in the middle or at one side?

[laughing]

Ahem, uh, sorry.

There, there's the proof. I wasn't crazy last night.

(Daphne) They're those prints, whatever they are.

Yes, but whatever they are...

Hey, what are they?

whoosh

There it goes again.

That same sound that Mr. Meekly claimed was a signal

for the sea monsters to rise up and chase

all you men into the sea.

Check, when he said men, he meant all of us, mankind.

Alright, but I'm a woman, kind man

and that lets me out.

I think I may have the answer. Mr. Meekly said it was

supposed to be the spirit of the Shark God

blowing on a conch shell.

Yeah, and for a spirit, he blows a pretty good conch.

(Fred) No, listen.

whoosh

There seems to be more than one conch sound.

Man, if there's one sound I don't dig, it's stereo spirits.

Come on, Mr. Bono, you don't believe in ghosts, do you?

Yeah, what are you? A man or a mouse? Squeak up.

Nah, I don't believe in ghosts. Like any other sensible person

I'm afraid of 'em.

I don't think we have to be afraid of ghosts any longer.

whoosh

See? Empty rum bottles, dozens of them.

(Sonny) 'So, what does that prove?'

One thing I never do, is mess around

with a spirit that's been drinking spirits.

No, listen.

whooo

Sure, that's all there was, Cher.

'Just the wind blowin' across some empty jugs'

'in the sand.'

(Fred) Hmm, these are very old bottles.

That's the seal of an ancient Spanish king.

It probably says non-returnable.

Ask Sonny, he's the Latin in his family.

Ancient bottles like these are valuable collectors' items.

Why would anyone wanna leave them lying around on the beach?

Yeah, you know, if there's anything I can't stand

it's an evil shark litterbug.

Nothing here but a lot of sand, which isn't my idea of...

What'd I say?

You want an instant replay?

A lot of sand which is...

Yeah, lot of sandwiches.

[Scooby barking]

'But wait a minute.'

Like, Mr. Meekly was out of his gourd.

'Uh, he said there aren't any boats'

or water sports!

[boat squeaking]

A paddle boat! And hey, a glass bottom boat

'with picture window.'

We can take the scenic route.

Man, they call them floras and faunas down there.

'A catfish.'

[snarling]

Yeah, a cat fish.

Look down there. A wreck!

'An old Spanish galleon, Scoob.'

And look at the size of that thing swimmin' out of it.

Holy mackerel!

Whatever it was, we didn't see it.

I'm glad.

'Sure, whatever we saw was only one of those'

'nautical illusions.'

splash splash

I think we d-did see it.

'Man the bilge pumps.'

'We're headin' for shore!'

[intense music]

(Velma) And those tracks led up towards the hotel

but they disappeared at the rocks.

[boat squeaking]

(Daphne) 'Hey, it's Shag and Scooby.'

They're headed right for us.

Gangwa-a-y!

(Daphne) 'Take cover!'

[boat squeaking]

crash

Gang wa-a-y.

What was that you were riding?

Ow! Talk about crazy, mixed up, sea-going eggbeaters.

Anybody got an aspirin?

(Fred) 'What happened?'

D-d-d-devil fish.

Peska-shmeshka, w-whatever they call it.

Anybody got a couple of aspirin?

Pescado Diabolico? You saw the Shark God?

Yeah. Yeah!

(Fred) 'Describe it.'

[growling]

- Yuck! - Horrible?

[Scooby growling]

Nauseating?

Big, horrible and nauseating.

(Velma) 'With lots of teeth.'

(Shaggy) 'You said a mouthful.'

[growling]

Anybody got a box of aspirin?

(Sonny) 'Hey, look, a boat.'

(Fred) 'Technically, it's not a boat. It's a kelp dredger.'

(Cher) So it's not the Queen Mary.

It's still basic transportation off of this island.

(Velma) 'Ooh, let's signal it.'

Hey! It's gone!

(Sonny) How could we lose anything that big

in a dinky minute?

- 'No ship.' - 'Nothing.'

(Sonny) 'Hey, there's some kinda stairway leading down.'

- 'Down to what?' - 'To them.'

(Velma) 'But that kelp trawler couldn't just vanish into thin air.'

Maybe, Mr. Meekly can tell us something.

[echoing] Mr. Meekly!

Like, maybe someone can tell us about

Mr. Meekly's strange disappearance.

[sniffing]

aah-aah

- What is it, Scooby? - Your allergy?

(Velma) 'Slimy footprints.'

'The same kind we saw on the beach.'

Where we saw that-that, oh, that thing from the ocean.

(Shaggy) 'Right, but these footprints stop where Mr. Meekly was.'

And isn't.

Well, we know one thing.

Meekly couldn't leave this island.

Unless he disappeared in that ship that disappeared.

No.

There's a logical explanation for all the mysteries.

All we've got to do is find it.

(Fred) 'Sonny and Cher, you look around the lobby here.'

'Daphne and Velma, we'll make a sweep'

'around the grounds outside.'

'Shag, you and Scooby take the upstairs.'

(Shaggy) 'Why upstairs?'

Why not down where the action is?

Like, the kitchen, a-and the dining room.

- Well, let's go. - I'm lookin', I'm lookin'.

Yeah, you're lookin' scared.

What makes you think I'm uptight?

You're so uptight that if you stood in a draft, you'd twang.

Well, don't worry.

Nothing's gonna happen to you while I'm around.

(Cher) 'I know.'

Seems like a terrible waste of a honeymoon.

I wonder if the Shark God puts his fins around a girl.

Ah, you don't believe that old wives' tale, do ya?

Why not? I'm an old wife.

But a sea monster? That's only a silly superstition.

And you know I'm not superstitious.

[Sonny knocking] Knock wood.

Hey, the desk. It's swinging.

(Cher) It's the only thing around here that does.

(Sonny) Hey, look, a stairway with finny footprints.

(Cher) 'Yeah. I'll say one thing for those silly superstitions.'

'They sure have big feet.'

Ah, no clues here.

Not even a pork chop or a frankfurter.

slam

Ohh.

Well, now you know how Old Mother Hubbard's dog felt.

Nothin' doin' here.

Wait a minute! Where is that heat coming from?

Wow! Sizzling hot!

creak

Hot pipe, cold oven.

Hmm.

Look, look.

That little elevator we rode in last night.

Yeah!

If we're gonna get to the bottom of this mystery

we might as well start in the cellar.

Right.

Maybe if we went down that stairway.

(Fred) 'Yeah, but Mr. Meekly said it isn't safe.'

Yeah, but where is Mr. Meekly now?

Right. Okay, down the rope ladder it is.

(Cher) 'Well, I guess we're up against a brick wall.'

(Sonny) 'There's gotta be a door.'

[scraping]

Hello. What's this?

(Cher) 'Well, if it's the bargain basement'

'I don't think it's a bargain.'

(Sonny) Shh.

[whispering] My ESP tells me we're about to hear a spooky noise.

End of the line, Scoob. Hop out.

A-a-after you.

Don't be scared.

Nothin' here but a bunch of old bottles, cobwebs and dust.

D-d-dust?

aah aah ah ah ah

aah aach--

[muffled sneeze]

- What are those weird sounds? - I don't know.

Whatever they are, they sure aren't made by anything human.

ahh-ahhh-choooo

whoosh

What was that?

crash

- Uh, gesundheit. - Thanks.

I could've sworn that unidentified flying object

was identifiable.

Hey, let's tiptoe up and find out

(Cher) 'Yeah, the faces are familiar.'

creak

You're right, Scooby.

Whispers coming from over there.

(Shaggy) 'Someone else is down here with us.'

Come on, follow me.

[intense music]

(Shaggy) 'Scooby-Doo, where are you?'

[heavy breathing]

(Shaggy) 'Oh, there you are.'

Will you quit breathing on my neck and come up here?

[breathing continues]

Shh!

Your nose is clammy, Scoob.

Nervous?

[snarling]

Shh! Something coming.

Now relax, ol' buddy. It's not that ugly Shark God.

It is that ugly Shark God.

Yikes!

[growling]

(Daphne) 'Boy, sure is a long way down to the water.'

(Velma) Yeah.

Coming back, I sure hope they have an escalator.

(Fred) 'Watch out for that loose step, Daphne.'

(Velma) 'Jinkies! It's pulling away from the cliff!'

Oh, no! What do we do now?

Hold your nose and start counting

backwards to splash down.

[intense music]

Scoob!

Shag and Scooby!

Sonny and Cher.

Shark God.

And repeat after me.

Geronimo-o-o!

splash

Okay, nobody fear, Bono is here.

And when we hear that thing coming

everybody put a shoulder to the rack and push.

creak

wham

(Sonny) Now, all we have to do is, run for our lives!

The sharks! Swim for your lives.

What's the use? We can't outswim those things.

- We can. - What?

Well, how?

While I was underwater, I took a closer look

at our fine finny friends.

(Fred) 'Swim over and I'll show you what I mean.'

'Unlike an iceberg, the part you see'

'above the water is frightening.'

'Underneath it all, those sharks are nothing!'

(Velma) 'Phoney fins set on some kind of a float.'

(Fred) Right!

'Each float connected by a chain to another float and a fin.'

The whole thing going around in a big circle

'into the hidden cave mouth over there, and back out again.'

But why would anyone--

Exactly what I'd like to know.

Let's grab a set of fins and find out.

Well, here's another fine mess you've gotten us into, Sonny.

- Picky. - Picky?

Watch out!

Help! Gangwa-a-y!

[growling]

Sorry, occupancy by more than four persons is unlawful.

slam

(Shaggy) 'And you'll have to catch the next elevator.'

crash

So, this is where the shark fins go.

(Fred) 'And where the kelp dredger went when it disappeared.'

(Daphne) 'That isn't kelp that ship is unloading.'

(Velma) That's the first seaweed that ever clanked.

Right. It looks and sounds like gold.

[coins clanking]

thud

I wonder what's going to happen to it.

We'd better start worrying about what's gonna happen to us

'if that bucket crane operator sees us.'

(Fred) Maybe he sees us, but he's not gonna seize us.

Under water, quick!

splash

Man, lookie over that way.

'Looks like we found some kind of foundry.'

(Sonny) 'Yeah.'

And I think someone found us finding their foundry, too.

What are you talking about?

(Sonny) 'Here comes old fish-face again.'

(Shaggy) 'Zoinks!'

Let's get out of here.

I couldn't hold my breath any longer.

Me either.

(Velma) 'But we've got to dodge the guy who's playing pick-up'

'with that kelp bucket.'

splash

No, look!

It's Scooby, Shaggy, Sonny and Cher.

'They're trying to distract him by acting as though'

'something else were after them.'

Something is after them.

Uhh!

bam

(Shaggy) 'Oh, that stopped him.'

But-bu-but why is he putting the lid back on that trash can?

[chuckling] Guess he's just a neat sea monster.

[intense music]

Wow, he moves pretty fast for a fish out of water.

screech

Hey, look, there's some kinda skylift.

Let's grab a lift.

(Scooby) Hey, it's already loaded.

Sure enough, it is already loaded, and so are we.

(Shaggy) Pieces of gold! Fill your pocket!

(Cher) 'Uh-uh.'

I think the Shark God is up there waiting for his tip.

(Sonny) Just tell him to put it on my bill.

I wonder where this pot o' gold is going.

(Cher) 'It ain't the end of the rainbow.'

'Looks more like a blast furnace.'

[fire crackling]

Yikes! Everybody off!

(Sonny) Ladies and children first.

[coins clanking]

[coins clanking]

Good. That shower of gold slowed down the Shark God.

(Velma) 'Oh, no!'

'The crane operator on the ship'

'is swinging his bucket over them.'

- He'll fish them up. - Not if I can help it.

- Hey! - Hey, what?

(Fred) My hands are covered with black paint.

Maybe that's some kind of clue.

Well, figure it out later.

Right now, we've got to stop that crane operator

'from scooping up Scooby and company.'

[Scooby whimpering]

Right. Maybe, I can use these lids as shields.

(Shaggy) I ain't lookin'.

clang

Surprise!

At the sound of the chimes, the sound will be...

Well, I'll be! Mr. Meekly.

You'll be shark bait

when I finish with you, you nosy brat!

Now, Mr. Meekly, I haven't figured out your game yet

but I warn you, I can use these in self-defense.

My uncle was first cymbalist in the marine corps band.

clang

[growling]

[Matilda as a man] Alright. Let's everyone freeze.

(Fred) 'Matilda!'

[Matilda as a man] Sorry, Meekly, let me borrow your hearing aid.

Alright, now hear this.

All of you shark men, out of the water and back

'to the hotel on the double. This is Matt Hildago'

your friendly neighborhood investigative agent speaking.

That is all.

You mean, they were only scuba divers?

Professional sea scavengers.

This phoney head hid the scuba mask.

'The fin on the back concealed a scuba tube.'

'The flippers on the feet actually help them swim faster.'

But why were you in disguise?

A male agent would have made Captain Meekly suspicious.

That's why Matilda applied for a job as chambermaid.

So the Shark God legend was fishy.

But what kind of an operation was he

trying to keep people away from?

[snarling]

Ancient gold doubloons.

Real ones from an old Spanish galleon.

(Shaggy) Yeah, the one we saw on the kelp bed.

Check.

[Scooby barking]

They discovered the wreck accidentally.

We caught on to it when one of his shark men

'tried to spend a few doubloons in town.'

But antique coins are legal to keep, aren't they?

But Uncle Sam would take more than half the treasure.

Meekly wanted it all.

So he was melting the gold down into something

'he could smuggle off the island.'

Trash can lids!

(Matt) 'Right.'

That explains the fresh black paint.

(Matt) 'Yep.'

'And now, Captain Meekly and his trashy crew are headed'

'for the can themselves.'

Yeah, but just one other thing.

How come this nice old hotel was abandoned?

(Matt) 'Simple, it's condemned'

'standing on a landslide area.'

(Shaggy) 'I had it figured long ago.'

As soon as I dug that cold stove with a hot pipe

I knew there was obviously an underground smelting operation.

Uh, speaking of smelts, how about some seafood?

Hey, yeah. How about some nice seafood?

Seafood?

Now that's where I put my foot down.

thud

[rumbling]

crash

That's my little Indian sphinx.

When she brings down the house

she really brings down the house.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo.

[all laughing]

[theme song]

Huh?

♪ Hey Scooby ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo lookin' for you ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo where are you? ♪

Over here.

♪ All the stars are here waitin' for you ♪

♪ Couldn't have a show without ya ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scoobity-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scoobity-Doo ♪

♪ Na na na na na Na na na na ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scoobity-Doo ♪

♪ Hey, Scooby! ♪

♪ Where are you ♪

♪ Over here ♪