Original subtitles

(Freddy)

"Mystery Incorporated.."

Previously on

The freak of Crystal Cove

is my father.

Mayor Jones?

My whole life

has been a lie, Daphne.

I have parents I've never known.

The engagement is off.

I'm leaving Crystal Cove,

and I'm leaving tonight.

Mystery Incorporated is dead.

- If you'd just told us - about Angel sooner

this never would have happened!

I can't go to military school!

And don't worry about Scooby.

- We found him - a nice farm to live on.

Farm?

Run for your lives!

He's back!

[screaming]

[laughing maniacally]

boom

[siren wailing]

boom

boom

screech

[groans]

man-baby not real,

man-baby not real!

[crying]

You don't like Crybaby Clown?

Ooh hoo hoo!

That hurts my feelings!

Maybe you're just hungry.

Drink up!

Whoa!

Mommy!

[laughing maniacally]

boom

[sighs]

What have I gotten myself into?

If you ask me,

I'd say it's a mystery.

Who-who are you?

They call themselves

Mystery Incorporated.

'The dog's locked up

on a farm upstate.'

- 'You're on your own - tracking down the others.'

'My suggestion? Start tonight.'

'You want this mystery

solved, bring them home'

or your run as the new mayor

of Crystal Cove

is going to be short-lived.

chomp

chomp

chomp

(male ♪1)

in the hole, dog.'

'Hope you had a nice time

Hmph! Trying to tell me

what to do with my life.

chomp chomp

Look, I had to try

to escape, okay?

'I made a promise

to my friends'

because if I don't, he wins.

Well, what would you do?

chomp chomp

Fine! Stay here

and let them milk you.

Nobody milks Scooby-Doo.

'Sooner or later, I'll escape.'

[instrumental music]

[screaming]

[alarm blaring]

Tarnation! That's it!

Come back here!

'I got a double-barreled

surprise for ya!'

[gunshot]

Huh?

Aah!

screech

- 'Scooby-Doo?'

- Uh, yeah?

Get in.

- Do I know you?

- My name is Janet Nettles.

- I'm the new mayor - of Crystal Cove.

- The town and I need your help, - Scooby.

We've been attacked

by an evil man-baby

named Crybaby Clown.

Sorry, can't help you.

Not until I find my friends.

I think I can help you

with that.

- 'There's everything on their - whereabouts I could dig up.'

'Anything else?'

Uh... got any Scooby snacks?

You are nothin'

but insignificant polyps

on the goiter of humanity.

Yes, sir, goiter, sir!

Private Hippie,

did I not tell you

- to shave that growth - off your chin?

Like, dude, sir, um, it's kind

of got a mind of its own.

- I'm might not even sure - really what it is.

Private Hippie,

do you take me for a fool?

Um, sir, do you really

want me to answer that?

[rumbling]

Huh?

What the..

Leave my pilot Hippie..

I mean Shaggy... alone!

Scooby-Doo!

Like, boy, am I glad to see you!

We're under attack, boys.

Remember your training.

[all screaming]

Ohh. Teenagers.

[screaming]

- Like, how did you find me? - New mayor.

Crystal Cove's being attacked

by an evil man-baby clown.

They need us.

Hello, sir or madam,

could you tell me if Brad Chiles

or Judy Reeves lives here?

[sighs]

knock knock

Hi, sir or madam,

could you take..

[tank engine revving]

- Fred!

- Fred!

Shaggy, Scooby!

What are you doing here?

Like, we're trying to find you!

Why do you look like a hobo?

Do I? I hadn't noticed.

Sorry, guys, but I'm not coming

back till I find my parents.

But, like, dude,

Crystal Cove is under attack

by a crazy man-baby!

Find somebody else.

But, Fred,

he's also an evil clown.

What?

Years ago, the Drake brothers

captured a crazy

- evil baby clown - in what is now referred

to in trapping circles

as the Omega Conundrum

but no one has ever trapped

a crazy, evil baby clown

that was also... a man!

- He would be the first.

- Legendary.

But as soon as he's trapped,

I'm continuing my search.

Absolutely!

Wow. This place looks deserted.

Not quite. Look!

screech

Waah! Waah!

Oh, boy, trap legendaryness,

here I come!

screech

Uh-oh!

Fred! Get out of there!

Run! Oh-ho! Run!

Waah! Waah!

Aah!

Waah!

screech

No fair!

Crybaby Clown wants to play tag,

and you're it.

[both gasp]

boom

Oh!

boom

screech

[screams]

boom

Shaggy, we have to help Fred!

Shaggy?

[whimpering]

Military school

did you a lot of good.

[panting]

Waah! Waah!

[laughing]

Oh!

screech

screech

Hey! I know this net.

You should.

You built it

[gasping]

Nice fur bed.

Wait! Wry sense of humor

tinged with a whiff of disdain

and superiority..

- Velma?

- Who were you expecting?

Rorschach?

Ohh, it's so good

to see you, Velma!

Jinkies! I think this is the

most PDA you've ever shown me.

[gasps]

Don't worry, Fred,

we'll save you.

Oh!

- Huh?

- Huh?

It's nice to see you guys too.

- Velma? - Velma?

Oy. Where was this affection

when we were dating?

It's been chaos since you left.

Crybaby Clown

has terrorized the town

and he's destroyed tourism.

At first I didn't care.

- I didn't want anything to do - with mystery solving.

Because of us.

I'm sorry we

left you behind, Velma.

- It wasn't personal.

- Yes, it was.

I admit, I messed up

by not telling you

Angel was an original member of

the first Mystery Incorporated

but leaving me... hurt.

- In the end, though, - I realized I had to help

and I couldn't do it alone.

I'm not Mystery Incorporated,

we all are.

- What about Angel? And Mr. E?

- And Pericles!

No one's seen Mr. E

since the night Fred's dad..

- I mean, - Mayor Jones was arrested.

Angel came to my house once,

but I wouldn't take to her.

As for Pericles, I assumed

he drowned in the caves

'with the pieces

of the Planispheric Disk.'

Scooby?

Like, what's wrong, bud?

Pericles survived. I saw him.

And he has the disk pieces.

- (all) - What?

If Pericles gets

the other four pieces..

One mystery at a time.

- Pericles first - needs to find the other pieces.

That could take months. Years!

Right now, we have to deal

with Crybaby Clown.

Which means we still need

one more thing... Daphne.

Uh, that might be a problem.

(Freddy)

'Boyfriend? That guy?'

No way. He's too handsome.

And what is that weirdo

doing with her hands?

He's holding them, Fred.

It's what boyfriends

do with girlfriends.

Well, let me see

those binoculars, Fred.

Like, is it me, or does

that dude look a lot like

'that famous actor from

all those "Dusk" movies?'

- What's his name?

- Baylor Hotner.

Yeah, the one with the amazing

abs who plays the were-turtle.

It looks like Baylor Hotner

because it is Baylor Hotner.

- He's in Crystal Cove - doing research

for the latest "Dusk" movie.

"Dusk 4, Still Dusk".

Yeah? I got something

he can research.

[car horn blaring]

So you delivered a baby?

From a monkey?

Sure. I've delivered

lots of animal babies.

I'm not just all about acting

and having super amazing abs.

Wow, Baylor!

You've been all over the world.

- And I've never even been farther - than Gatorsburg.

You know, I'm traveling

to Africa next month

- to shoot a commercial - for my pro-environment cause

Go Green Jeans.

♪ It's compost on your behind ♪

♪ Fits like a glove

as you start to grind ♪

- ♪ Healthy for the Earth - if it makes you feel better ♪

♪ Buy it for your butt

be a green trendsetter ♪♪

'Go green jeans, yo.'

Maybe you'd like to, uh,

come along on the shoot?

Uh-oh.

- (all) - Whoa!

[screaming]

[gasps]

Baylor, look!

A hobo! We've never had one

in Crystal Cove before.

We should give him change

or hard candy or something.

Sure. I think I've got an extra

baggie of whey protein on me.

Oh, Baylor, you're everything

I never knew I wanted.

To think my whole life used to

revolve around mystery solving!

What a waste, huh?

vroom

She didn't recognize me!

I'm sorry, Fred.

You broke her heart.

She moved on.

Without me.

- I can't thank you all enough - for coming back.

The town and I are grateful.

Speak for yourself there,

supposed mayor.

[sighs]

Sheriff, not this again.

- Is there a problem?

- She's not my mayor!

In the event of a mayoral

arrest, the sheriff, that's me

- shall assume the responsibility - of emergency mayor.

It's in the sheriffing handbook.

No, it's not.

I was elected to this

office by the people, Bronson.

- That's how democracy works.

- Yeah?

Well, that's not democracy works

in my America.

I just don't get it.

Baylor Hotner doesn't even

wear an ascot!

Pull it together, Fred.

- Ready for what's behind - these doors?

- Ah, like, - if it's the cafeteria

then the answer from my stomach

is a big fat yes!

I second that emotion.

- Not the buffet - I was hoping for, ho ho.

There they are, here to save

us from Crybaby Clown!

Three cheers

for Mystery Incorporated!

- Hip hip.. - Hurray!

- Hip hip.. - Hurray!

- Hip hip.. - Hurray!

Is the town cheering? For us?

- They hate us - until they need us.

Typical adult herd mentality.

- Norville? - What are you and Scooby

- doing out of prison - and the pound?

I mean, military school

and the farm!

Ha ha! Mom, dad!

Ah, like, they, uh,

they let me out early

And they made me into, uh,

a general. Yeah!

- And, like, Scooby here's - undercover with me

so we can save the town.

That sounds plausible,

doesn't it?

Let's, like, have some hoots

and some fist pumps, people!

- Hip hip.. - Hurray!

- Hip hip.. - Hurray!

screech

[all groaning]

You all know me.

You know how I earn a living.

I'm a bad clown.

'Stopping me

ain't gonna be easy.'

There's no string

and a net to catching me like

Mano Tiki Tia

or Redbeard's ghost.

This Crybaby Clown

swallow your town whole.

[chuckles]

You want your tourism back?

You're gonna pay me $5 million.

'For that, you get the pacifier'

'the rattle,

the whole darn clown.'

So what's it going to be?

Me, or Mystery Incorporated?

- Well, it sounds like - a good deal to me.

I'll start passing the hat.

So long, mystery goofs.

Hold on, Clown!

That is our town.

[stammering]

That's right!

And we don't need money

to protect it.

- Although it would be nice.. - Ow!

Freddy, I think

it's trapping time.

Right, Velma!

And I know the perfect g..

The perfect, uh..

- I... guh!

- What's wrong?

I... my trapping knowledge!

It's gone!

My mind is... is empty!

[whining]

So tragic.

Oh, well, I offered.

Hmm?

[all screaming]

Time's up, Crystal Cove!

- Somebody get the lights. - Sheriff?

No way! I'm not leaving

my fetal position.

Hurry, to the doors!

[all screaming]

No exit here!

Is-is-is that...

A dirty diaper bomb.

Wah, wah, wah.

This baby needs changing.

[all screaming]

boom

Mystery Incorporated

will save the town?

Way to go, supposed mayor.

I'm keeping the 50 cents

I collected.

I don't understand it.

Why didn't I know what to do?

It's like I've had some sort of

trap-related amnesia.

It's not just you, Fred.

I've been studying

Crybaby Clown for weeks

- and I have yet to find - a single pattern.

Not one clue.

It's like my mystery-solving

skills have vanished.

Shaggy, Scooby,

what about you guys?

- Well, like, I don't - feel much different.

Business as usual.

Gang, I think

I know what's wrong.

knock knock

Fred, this isn't a good idea.

Mystery solving

is in Daphne's blood.

Despite what happened between us

she'll come back, I know it.

Nan, why is there a bearded,

dirty wizard at our door?

Mr. Blake, it's me, Fred Jones?

It's good to see you, sir.

Jones.

I heard you were back in town.

- You got some nerve - coming here after

breaking my daughter's heart.

Dad, who is..

[gasps]

Dad, I'll handle this.

Fred, you look... furrier.

- Babe, your mom and I - want to let the pigs loose

so we can start the truffle

hunt. What's going on?

Baylor, these are some

kids I know from school.

Good to meet you, school chums.

- Here for an autograph, - I imagine?

No problem.

- [whispers] - Go. You shouldn't

have come here.

The gang needs you, Daphne.

- Crystal Cove is in trouble, - and without you...

- I'm through - with mystery solving.

- You don't really mean that, - do you?

Yes, I do, Fred. I've moved on.

I'm happy now.

For the first time, I found

someone who cares about me

more than their traps.

I don't ever want

to see you again. Ever.

- Babe, I'm out of ink. - Do you have a pen?

Autograph time is over.

They have to be leaving.

'Goodbye.'

- Well, that was a bust.

- She's in.

- What?

- Come on, you bought that?

No way! She was obviously

just covering

for Baylor Hotner.

Daphne's back in the gang.

I can already feel

my trapping mojo returning.

Trust me.

Uh, like, Fred, tell us how

this trap is gonna work again.

- We've set up - our zombie donut shop

in the one part of Crystal Cove

Crybaby Clown hasn't hit.

- The moment he attacks, - you and Scoob

will hurl your donut trays

- 'knocking down the front door - that will tip a bucket'

of donut batter

onto the seesaw

which will trigger

a water cannon to spray

'superglue

disguised as jelly filling'

all over Crybaby Clown's feet!

And Daphne will finish him off

'by pulling the lever that will

drop a giant donut over his arm'

so he can't free himself!

Where is Daphne, by the way?

Don't worry, she'll be here.

[whining]

Here he comes.

Places, everyone.

This is going to get awesome.

(both)

Uhh..

screech

Donuts. Must eat donuts.

Try our undead crullers.

They're full of brains!

[both groaning]

Wahh, wahh! My mommy says

donuts are bad for you.

No! Donuts good.

Just like brains.

Are you calling

my mommy a liar?

Now, Scoob!

[Crybaby screaming]

whirr

This is it.

Daphne, release the donut!

[grunting]

Daphne, now!

chomp chomp

Where is she? Where's Daphne?

Aww, this makes me think

you don't like me.

Wahh wahh, and by the way,

building your little donut shop

trap next to a fireworks store

might not have been

the best idea.

See ya soon,

Mystery In-dork-orated!

[glass clattering]

Waah! Waah! Waah-waah waah!

screech

[all gasp]

- [explosion] - Run!

- But Daphne!

- Isn't coming!

[dramatic music]

Well, I think it's safe to say

if the town

didn't hate us before

this should certainly

do the trick.

[sighs]

Freddy? Are you okay?

No, Scoob, I'm not.

My trap failed,

and for the first time

the bad guy got away,

and it's my fault.

We're all responsible, Fred.

We're a team, remember?

That's just it, Shaggy.

We're not a team.

Not without Daphne.

And now I know

she's never coming back.

[theme music]