Original subtitles

[owl hooting]

[laughing]

- Dylan, are you sure it's a good - idea to go to an amusement park

- after just getting out - of the hospital?

I mean, we were kidnapped

and manhandled

by a really mean man-crab.

I believe it's crab-handled,

not manhandled.

And it was all bogus, remember?

They caught the guy.

Creepy Spooky Terror Land

is totally safe.

- Besides, - attendance is so bad

the tickets are super cheap.

Hey, hey.

Ride the Nauseator.

No waiting, ever.

Oh!

- (Brenda) - Hey, this thing is pretty..

(both)

Aah!

[groaning]

Oh, my sternum.

Look at that view, Bren.

You can see

all of Crystal Cove from here.

You're right, from up here

it doesn't look like such

a scary place to live.

And maybe everything will turn

out alright for us.

- Oh, Brenda.

- Oh, Dylan.

[grunting]

Let's table

our emotional embrace.

Totes. At least

we're together... and safe.

[growling]

[both screaming]

(Manticore)

the domain of the Manticore.

These grounds are now

(Brenda)

'Aah!'

Hey, hey. Ride the Nauseator.

No waiting, ever.

[theme music]

(Scooby)

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[instrumental music]

[engine revving]

[beeping]

whirr whirr

[gasping]

If I'd known this was all it

would take to get your attention

I'd have just rung the bell.

I wanna see Mr. E now.

click

[instrumental music]

- The Mystery, Inc. kids - have found a piece

of the planospheric disc.

(Mr. E)

where two of the pieces are.

So, now, we know

Good work, Angel.

Just remember, I'm working

with you, not for you, E.

- I'm worried about those kids.

- Why?

Pericles is loose... and

that nutso parrot

might go after the piece,

which puts them in danger

and us, if the former members

of our club get wind of it.

- 'Don't worry, - little Angel.'

- The other two - won't move a muscle

as long as Fred Jones

is still alive.

Look, this isn't easy for me,

but I need your help.

Our help? Dad.

Are we... bonding?

Look at me!

I'm shaking!

Galloping gopher ponies, Fred.

Don't get all girly on me.

I asked you here because

this Manticore problem

may be my fault.

Your fault?

- I was looking around - the internet

- for something that - might help the park

when I found

hauntedattractionsforsale. scare

advertising an ancient Persian

temple haunted by a Manticore.

[giggling]

Oh, come on.

Who buys a temple

on the internet?

- Sorry, sir.

- It was a deal.

I paid the owners of the temple

- in leftover - Que Horrifico t-shirts

- and they shipped - the temple up here.

Seemed like a good idea

at the time to boost tourism

- but now it appears - that a Manticore

is actually eating tourists.

What can I say?

Buyer's remorse.

We'll do it!

We'll fix this for you.

- I can't tell you - what it means to me

that you're actually

asking for our help.

- 'This is gonna - be great, dad.'

'We'll go on

team stakeouts together.'

We'll build traps together.

Yeah. I won't be taking part

in any of that.

Understood.

But I know

you'll be there in spirit.

Let's wrap this one up

neat and fast, gang.

My dad's counting on us.

(male ♪1)

on our nefarious nachos.'

'We're running a special

Where?

Sorry, mister. Which way did

he say the nachos were?

Not now, Shaggy.

We're here to solidify

my relationship with my father.

And save the amusement park.

I'm afraid

Creepy Spooky Terror Land

may be beyond saving.

- Oh, I'm the owner, - Winslow Fleach

and this is my daughter.

Hot Dog Water.

Hello, Velma.

Hot Dog Water?

Is that some

sort of nickname, honey?

Yeah, look, sometimes,

I recycle the water

- we boil the park's - hot dogs in for bathing

- to save money, - but... heh.

It's okay, dad. We don't need

to explain our ways.

Besides, Velma and I

are old friends

from the science fair circuit.

Yeah. Sorry about

beating you again this year.

Well... it might be

the last science fair

you compete in, darling.

With the park going under

- I'll never be able - to pay for college.

It's that bad?

I've constructed

a detailed financial model

taking into account

300 variables

and they all say

the same thing.

Close the park, immediately.

Oh, no, no.

Wait. Please.

- Can't you just hold off - a little while

- and give us a chance - to investigate?

Well, I suppose I can't

get any more broke.

Alright.

Can we go investigate

the nachos?

No, we're gonna start

where this all started..

the temple.

- Like, we would have been - better off

investigating the nachos.

You can learn a lot from

artificially flavored

cheese sauce.

Slurp

Uh-huh!

Learning is yummy!

Guys, this temple is

our only lead

and we shouldn't stop until

we've seen every inch of..

it.

You know, even for a place

called Creepy Spooky Terror Land

this is pretty scary.

Look at those shadows up there.

- 'That's a perfect place - for a trap.'

(Manticore)

Be gone!

Or a Manticore.

[all screaming]

I will feast on your bones.

- Aah! - Ah!

Awesome!

My dad is gonna be stoked.

- Hey, wait! - Where are you going?

[snarling]

Faster!

Like, if we had gone

to investigate the nachos

none of this

would have happened.

Through here!

[growling]

- We lost it.

- Guys, what are you doing?

Let's get back out there

and catch that thing.

What we need is bait.

Who here has

the most delicious bones?

- Freddy!

- Hey, gang, look at this.

They turned this temple into an

amusement park ride, remember?

All we have to do is

ride the ride

and get off at the exit.

Like, already on it.

Hop in, everybody.

Scooby-Doo, hit the power.

You got it.

whirr

(Shaggy)

to get away from monsters.

Ahh. This is, like, the only way

[growling]

On second thought,

there's probably a better way!

Aah!

bam

Aah!

[screaming]

[gasping]

- (Velma) - 'Everybody, get ready!'

Jump!

[snarling]

Infernal contraption!

Release me!

(Shaggy)

way too close!

That was, like,

Tell me about it.

Phew!

We're gonna have to get closer

- if we're gonna - solve this mystery.

First, we need to find out more

about this temple my dad bought.

- (Angel) - 'A mana-what?'

Manticore, it's got

the body of a lion

dragon wings, scorpion tail,

and a terrifying man face.

My dad bought it

with some t-shirts online.

Outsourcing monsters.

Sounds like the mayor.

What was the name of that site?

Oh, yeah,

hauntedattractionsforsale.scare.

Here it is.

Hmm, looks like the temple was

the last thing they had to sell.

It says they're closed.

It says a lot more than that.

This website is a fake.

Like, how can you tell?

All these photos of

so-called haunted attractions?

Don't they look familiar?

Hey, that's not a life-sized,

possessed tribal idol

it's the Statue of Liberty.

Someone went to a lot of trouble

to put this site together.

Someone with serious

computer expertise.

I'm starting to think

we might not be

dealing with

a real Manticore here.

I think you're right, Daphne.

You and Velma and I better go

back to my dad's office

and ask some more questions.

Shaggy, you and Scooby head over

to Creepy Spooky Terror Land.

- There may be - more clues there.

- Great. - Great.

And don't start

with the nachos.

- Aww!

- Aww! Shoot!

Hang back a second, girl.

- You tell the rest of the gang - about our little secret?

You mean that your real name

is Cassidy Williams

and you're an original member

of Mystery Incorporated?

No, I haven't

because you said

you were going to do it.

Soon as things are safe, baby.

Which reminds me, you still

have that weird piece of disc

- you found in - the old Darrow Mansion?

- Fred has it. - He hid it somewhere.

Good. As long as it's safe.

Safe from whom?

Child, it's best right now

if you didn't know

the answer to that.

[birds chirping]

Dad.

What are you doing?

Oh, oh, just, uh

just studying plans

for my mayoral library

- that will be built - after my term's over.

Um, only Presidents

get libraries

when their terms end, sir.

Yes. That's why I'm voting

"no" on the library.

- So, have you solved - my Manticore problem?

Mr. Mayor, we were wondering,

did someone tell you

about the website

you used to buy the temple?

- No, I just typed - "haunted attractions"

into the search engine.

And you didn't notice anything

unusual about the website?

Umm, no.

Well, if you think of anything

- you'll call me. - Right, dad?

Sure. You or Velma.

Probably Velma.

Just keep working on this

Manticore thing, alright?

You got it, dad.

[instrumental music]

Well, like, I guess there's

no clues in the cotton candy.

Nope!

Just sugary goodness.

What other snacks

can we investigate

that aren't, like, nachos?

- (Scooby-Doo) - 'Those churros look suspicious.'

Good spotting,

Scooby-Doo.

Let's interrogate them

in our bellies.

[both sniffing]

Eww. You smell that, Scoob?

Ew, I just lost my appetite.

How many plushie

char-gar gothicon dolls

- do we still have - to get rid of?

About 5,000.

[sighing]

We'll give away five

with every churro purchased.

Good plan, dad.

Especially since

Velma and her friends

haven't been able to solve

our Manticore problem.

Hot Dog Water's right.

We need to focus.

Concentrate.

Yeah. Let's find some clues.

[sniffing]

Phew.

Yeah. This is, like, hard work.

How about a break, Scoob?

Okay. Whoo-hoo!

Roller coaster!

Actually, this is,

like, as good of a place

to search for clues

as anywhere else.

Good point, Raggy.

I mean, who's to say

that up here

we won't find

some sign of the..

Ohh!

- (Both) - Manticore!

[laughing]

Farewell, mortals.

[screaming]

[grunting]

[snarling]

[growling]

[laughing]

Once again,

to your doom.

Scoob! This isn't good!

No. Not good.

But this is worse!

[both screaming]

[screaming]

bang

[groaning]

Oh, thank goodness

you're alive!

By the way, you owe me

for those three rides.

[all gasping]

What happened, you guys?

It was, like,

the Manticore!

Yeah. He grabbed us.

What's with the voices, you two?

You sound like you've been

sucking on helium balloons.

Maybe this is what happens when

you inhale too much Manticore.

- Hmm. - That's it.

I am closing this park

right this very second.

Good idea, dad.

- I can't stand - seeing you like this

- and we don't want anyone else - to get hurt.

No way! I'm not letting you shut

down Creepy Spooky Terror Land.

- (all) - Huh?

My father wants

this park to succeed

and he's counting on me

and my friends

- to help make sure - that that happens.

- And I am not gonna - let him down

especially now that

we've become so close.

It sounds like

you've got a plan, Freddy.

I do. I know just what we need

to trap this Manticore.

(Fred)

and Scooby are prepping'

'Okay, while Daphne, Shaggy,

the Manticore bait, we just

need to grab a few things.

- Like? - Rope, a stapler.

Tennis rackets,

and four pounds of halibut.

Uh, the halibut's in my room

for emergency reasons.

Velma, you get that,

and I'll get the rest.

Mayor Jones?

Oh! Aha. Ahh, Velma.

I was just, um, looking for my

receipt for that crazy temple.

In Fred's drawers?

Yes. Well, it's always

the last place you look.

Isn't that what they say?

But, unfortunately,

not here. Excuse me.

Got 'em. Good.

Let's go.

Fred, just curious.

- You know - that disc piece we found?

What did you do with it?

Huh? Oh. I-I gave it

to Shaggy and Scooby.

You what?

Well, they're the last people

anyone would suspect

of having

anything important, right?

Wow. That's actually

kind of genius.

Sometimes you astound me,

Freddy Jones.

I can't take

much more of this.

Me neither.

This is the last of

the nacho cheese, guys.

You can't eat this coating.

You guys look perfect!

[groaning]

Why are we, like,

doing this again?

Well, as everyone knows

Manticores have a legendary

fondness for human flesh.

The halibut

and spicy cheese sauce?

It's kinda

my own special touch.

Must not lick self.

Must be..

s-s-strong.

You guys will walk back and

forth in front of the temple

luring the Manticore out.

- Then, we'll bash it - with tennis rackets

and staple its wings

to the ground. Sound good?

[slurping]

Oh. Like, oops.

Now, what are we going..

[sniffing]

You guys smell that?

- Smells like.. - Manticore!

- No, Wait. I got it...

- Move!

[snarling]

Aah!

- (Fred) - 'Daphne!'

[screaming]

[grunting]

Uhh!

[screaming]

Oh! Oh!

Aah!

[grunting]

Gotcha! Oh!

Got you!

[all grunting]

Well, like,

who's gonna get me?

[all screaming]

I'll save you, Shaggy!

[grunting]

Ohh.

Yeah! Ride 'em, Scooby-Doo!

Thanks! I'm trying!

[snarling]

You are doomed,

flea-covered one! Doomed!

Whoa!

- Aah!

- Aah!

No, fool!

[screaming]

No!

thud

bang

[coughing]

fiss

Look at that!

Are Manticores double-jointed?

- This is no Manticore, - Daphne.

This is..

(all)

Hot Dog Water!

Just as I suspected.

It totally makes sense

when you put the clues together.

Someone with computer skills

had to make that fake website

and Hot Dog Water has

those skills.

And remember, just before

the Manticore attacked

- I smelled - something familiar.

It was briny, greasy

hot dog water.

But what I don't know is

why Shaggy and Scooby

had such high voices after

you attacked them before

or why you'd want this amusement

park to close so badly.

How could you know?

Your intellect is so far

inferior to mine.

It all started

on a boring Friday night

when I didn't have a date.

Hard to imagine.

- I decided to run - some experiments

on the steel used

to build the park's rides.

I found that

if you melted the steel down

and combined it with

Chromium, Stalagnite

and Mercury Phosphate, it

created a kind of super helium.

Shaggy and Scooby must have

inhaled some helium gas

from the Manticore's

posterior relief hole.

That's why their voices

were so high.

I figured if I could

get the park to close

I could take all the steel,

melt it down

and sell the super helium to

the Australian zeppelin fleet.

I'd have made a fortune

and shown you up

in the process, Velma.

Another mystery solved.

It still seems like

something's missing.

"Meddling kids and their dog

will foil your plan."

Yep. That would be it.

[siren blaring]

I know who has

the planospheric disc piece

but not where.

Speak.

I put a bug on Velma

when I saw her earlier.

- She didn't suspect - a thing.

- Later, - I heard Fred tell her

that Shaggy and Scooby

have the piece.

- But he didn't say - anything more than that.

He told Velma and us enough.

Everything will

work out just fine.

You see, Scooby is

a far more trusting companion

than Pericles was to me.

[theme music]