Original subtitles

(Velma)

"Mystery Incorporated.."

Previously on

- (all) - 'Hot Dog Water?'

- The Mystery Inc. kids - have found a piece

of the Planispheric Disk.

- Are there other pieces - out there?

- And if there are, - who else is looking for them?

(Daphne)

the Planispheric Disk

Spanish Conquistadors used

- to hide their cargo, - so it could be found later.

All this for a treasure

no one's even sure exists?

I have what I came for.

So now we know where

two of the pieces are.

[instrumental music]

Jinkies!

That is one crazy witch.

[beeping]

Eagle one, we're in.

Hot Dog Water and I are in front

of the Baba Yaga exhibit.

- Entering now.

- Who is there?

Show yourselves!

Whoa!

[panting]

Eagle one, we couldn't get in

Baba Yaga's house.

The guard showed up.

Unfortunate.

Time for plan B.

Buy the exhibit

and ship it to Crystal Cove.

[woman laughing]

[gasps]

[gasps]

[laughing]

[man screaming]

[screaming continues]

[school bell ringing]

- Did you ask them yet, V?

- Not yet, but I'm going to.

Don't worry, Hot Dog Water,

I think it's a great idea.

Cool. Oh, and by the way,

my real name?

It's Marcie.

Like, here you are, Fred,

back at Crystal Cove High.

It feels so strange to be back.

Do you think anyone

will remember us?

Well, look who's back,

the mystery dorks.

Hey, Ethan.

Hey, Gary.

How's the team..

Oof!

Well, let's see, we had to

forfeit the championship

- when you disappeared, - resulting in both of us

- losing our scholarships, - and thanks to you

- we're not - going to college next year.

Way to ensure our future

ignorance and failure, Fred.

Looks like nothing has changed.

[gulps]

Like, uh, one thing's changed.

[whimpers]

Like, don't worry, Freddy.

If you ask me, that Baylor

Hotner guy is, like, way too..

(both)

Dreamy.

[both gulp]

Yeah? Well,

I wonder how dreamy he'd be

if someone shot

a lever with a crossbow

- dropping a bowling ball - on a seesaw

releasing an oil drum

that would fall right on him

so he couldn't hold

Daphne's hand.

If only. If only.

We have to look at the facts.

Daphne's not ready to come back,

and she might never be

- but we're severely - out of balance without her.

I think we all remember

our recent Crybaby Clown fiasco.

- I wish I could forget.

- We all do.

- You know what we need.

- A big basket of comfort food?

Yeah, like deep-fried

chili clam poppers.

No. We need a new Daphne,

and I have just the girl.

- (both) - Hot Dog Water?

- Aren't you supposed - to be in prison

- for pretending - to be a manticore?

- I got early probation - for redesigning

the prison's computer system to

be more brutal and unforgiving.

Her real name is Marcie,

and as part of that probation

- I agreed to take her - under my wing.

But to be our new Daphne?

Like, I don't know.

[sniffing]

I like the way you smell.

Would anybody

like some candy I created

with my cellmates in prison?

It's homemade.

Homemade prison candy.

- [laughs] - Like, sweet.

chomp chomp

Hello, new Daphne.

Marcie, you're in.

I guess if everyone else

is okay with it

but I'm still

gonna call you Hot Dog Water

and not new Daphne.

For me, there'll never be

a new Daphne.

[whirring]

thud

thud

Assistant curator

Anna Arkadyevna

- why did you insist - upon coming with me?

This is a terrible place.

I knew you would need my help.

Ah, selling

such a priceless artifact

at the house of Baba Yaga

to the decadent bourgeois

westerners of Crystal Cove..

It is too much.

Calm yourself, Curator Vronsky.

They will get what is coming

to them very soon.

You seem angry,

Anna Arkadyevna.

Just protective of Mother Russia

and all her treasures.

[groaning]

Wait. What is that noise?

thud

[creaking]

It is Baba Yaga!

Her terror is upon us!

[growling]

[panting]

Aah!

Aah!

[grunting]

Aah!

[whimpers]

[growling]

- Traps are about - more than catching

violent, misguided criminals.

Uh, no offense, Hot Dog Water.

(male ♪1)

'189, 189 to dispatch.'

'We need an ambulance

out here on Route 21.'

'A house just

ran us off the road.'

- (male ♪2) - 'Repeat that, 189?'

(male ♪1)

It had, uh, chicken legs.'

'A house.

- 'It just about destroyed us - before it disappeared'

'into the haunted hills.'

(male ♪2)

Help is on the way.'

'Uh, stay put, 189.

A house?

With chicken legs?

That sounds like something

we should investigate

wouldn't you say, V?

Uh, yeah, Marcie.

Sounds like a perfect

training opportunity.

[owl hooting]

So being as this is my first

official case, any advice?

- Like, the fine art - of mystery solving

can take a lifetime to master.

- Or longer. - Right.

Now, like, you should

just concentrate on the basics

food, running away, and traps.

- And food. - Right, Scoob.

Food, running

away, traps, and food.

- And running away. - Right.

- Food, running away, - traps, food, and running away.

Oh!

- (Velma) - Just ignore them.

Let me tell you the real key

to solving mysteries

finding clues.

- And we just found a big one.

- This is more than a clue.

It's the whole mystery.

Mr. E say anything

about this?

No, and I think

he would have mentioned

a house coming alive

and running away.

Keep your eyes open.

[laughing]

[laughing]

[both screaming]

[panting]

Huh?

Yikes!

[grunts]

[laughing continues]

[gasps]

Jinkies!

[gasps]

I think it's gone.

Yeah, but it left behind a clue.

- And this is the clearing - where Baba Yaga

- and her house attacked us, - Sheriff Stone.

- Yep, - it's definitely a clearing.

Interesting how it's clear

of any trees, like a clearing.

This is horrible!

- I never should have - brought the Baba Yaga exhibit

to this terrible country.

I should have known

it would awaken the witch.

Now, she will never stop

until she destroys us all!

- (both) - D-d-destroys us?

Yes. This is a shame

but as emergency mayor, I'm

thinking it's not a total loss.

This area will become

a bona fide, top-notch

- nickel-plated, - revenue-generating

tour once again.

Sheriff, you are not the mayor.

I don't see anybody else

around here getting excited

that the haunted hills

of doom are infested

by a horrible Russian hag.

Curator Vronsky,

wasn't there a woman with you?

- 'Didn't you bring your assistant - to America as well?'

Da. Tragic.

Anna Arkadyevna.

She was attacked

and devoured by the witch.

[all gasp]

We better call Mr. E.

[cell phone ringing]

Report.

We lost Baba Yaga

and her chicken leg house.

I don't have to remind

you girls how important this is.

Go back and search after

everyone leaves

as if your jobs depended on it,

because they do.

[whimpers]

Um, like, Freddy, have you been

here all by yourself

since your, uh,

not-dad went to jail?

By myself? Please!

- I've got Mr. Trapples - to keep me company.

'Isn't that right,

Mr. Trapples?'

Okay.

[whimpering]

Scoob?

Is something wrong, pal?

'Scooby-Doo.'

Velma and Mr. E. are

working together.

- I heard her talking - on the phone.

Like, no way!

Velma would never work

for Mr. E.

Would she?

[sighs]

I don't know. People change.

She was pretty mad at us

for leaving her behind

but, what's that,

Mr. Trapples?

Mr. Trapples thinks we should

check it out, just to be sure.

Lead the way, Scoob.

[owl hoots]

This is stupid.

How are we going to find

Baba Yaga in all this?

Elementary,

my dear Marcie.

- We follow - the trail of weird liquid

I saw leaking from the house.

Something familiar

about this stuff

but I can't quite place it.

There it is.

And it looks like

no one's home. Come on.

[hinge squeaks]

- I don't see it. - Do you see it?

No, but maybe if

we think in Russian?

'Frozen tundra, borscht'

'muscular women..'

Amber boxes. Bingo!

Is that it?

What Mr. E. was looking for?

Uh-huh. The third piece

of the Planispheric Disk.

- We found it. - 'Yeah.'

- Too bad you won't - be keeping it.

- How long have you been - standing there?

Don't try that.

You know the concept of time

confuses me.

Velma, are you working

for Mr. E?

Yes, but it's not

what you think.

When you left me behind,

I didn't have much choice

but to team up with Mr. E.

And second, I'm only doing this

to stop Professor Pericles

- from finding any more pieces - of the disk.

But, Velma, you know Mr. E can't

be trusted. None of them can.

- I was never going - to give him this.

Fred, I'm on your side.

[growling]

[all screaming]

(Velma)

'The piece!'

[squeaks]

[growling]

[all grunting]

Huh?

[growling]

[all screaming]

You stay away from Baba Yaga

and her house!

Stay away,

or we will swallow you whole

and you will never be

heard from again!

[laughing]

Look, gang, Mr. Trapples

grabbed the piece

of the Planispheric Disk!

Isn't he great?

Everybody else okay?

- (Scooby-Doo) - Shaggy?

[gasps]

Shaggy!

No!

Don't touch him!

He's my Shaggy!

I should be the one

to bury him.

- Bury me? - Shaggy!

You're okay! You're okay!

Yeah, and I'm not

one of your bones

so, like, no burying!

Check it out!

It's that same liquid again.

I thought I recognized it.

It's hydraulic fluid.

My dad used to used this stuff

at our amusement park.

Jinkies. And look,

there's something in it.

Let me see that.

Gang, I think I know

someone who can help us.

No. Go. Didn't I make

myself clear the other day?

Look, Daph, I know

you're mad at the gang.

I'm mad at you, Fred.

However you want to word it.

But we need your help,

for old time's sake.

- (both) - Please?

[groans]

Fine, but make it fast.

- 'Does this look familiar?' - Sure.

It's a piece of a Faberge egg.

We used to have a bunch, but

mom kept trying to boil them.

Scooby-Doo, are you thinking

what I'm thinking?

Yep. Faberge omelet.

Yummy.

I knew you could help us,

Daphne.

- You were always - so good with clues

and calling me Freddy

and blinking and..

Wow! Were your knuckles

always this big?

- Daphne, the hot tub's bubbling - our names

- and I've untethered - the dolphins.

[dolphins squeak]

[growling]

Oh, hey, school chums.

What are you doing here?

- Definitely not looking - at your abs.

You like these? You should

check out my back abs.

I like to call them babs.

Fred, and shaggy and Scooby,

I think you better leave. Now.

- (Marcie) - 'Daphne stopped you cold again?'

- [scoffs] - That's got to be hard to take.

I mean, no offense, Fred.

Whatever. We are so over it,

right, Mr. Trapples?

Is that Daphne's actual hair?

Huh? Oh, uh..

yeah, w-weird.

- [chuckles] - Could we change the subject?

So, what'd you guys, like, find

out about the hydraulic fluid?

Well, weirdly,

besides amusement parks

the only other place that type

of fluid is used is in ships.

And the Baba Yaga exhibit

came to town

- on a freighter - from Mother Russia.

Which means it's time for a

visit to the Crystal Cove docks.

[instrumental music]

This is the freighter.

[sniffing]

[growling]

[screaming]

[laughing]

(Fred)

Come on!

She's getting away!

screech

[growling]

screech

[siren wailing]

[growling]

[siren wailing]

screech

Shaggy, Scooby, crossbows!

[siren wailing]

clink

[screams]

[siren wailing]

[groaning]

Aah!

[groaning]

And now, let's see

who Baba Yaga really is.

- (all) - Curator Vronsky?

Exactly.

He was using Baba Yaga's house

to smuggle stolen

Faberge eggs into the country.

That's right.

I was going to sell them

on the black market.

Finally, I was to be a rich

capitalist with all my loot.

I had it planned perfectly.

Before becoming

a museum curator

I spent many years in SPETSNAZ,

Soviet Special Forces.

- This allowed me to make - modifications on the house

- using what I could find - on the ship.

I even put a remote control

in my walking stick

to move the house.

I needed to get

assistant curator

Anna Arkadyevna out of the way

before she became suspicious

of my plan.

I tied her up and kept her

prisoner in the house

while I donned

the Baba Yaga costume

and used the voice modulator

to frighten away the curious

but when one of the

was damaged

I had to alter the plan.

But you brats kept interrupting

my repair of the legs.

I could not leave

any of my precious eggs behind.

There were too many.

I needed the house

to carry them all.

And I would have gotten away

with it too

if it wasn't for you

decadent bourgeois teenagers

and your slobbering,

democracy-loving dog.

I had my suspicions

of Vronsky all along.

That is why I came with him.

Thank you for saving

the Faberge eggs

our national treasure.

See, Marcie?

I knew it would work out.

It's good having you around.

It's good to be around.

I'm really happy.

We're a pretty great team,

don't you guys think?

Like, sure, I guess,

Hot Dog Water.

I like how you smell

like hot dogs.

I'm happy you're here too,

Hot Dog Water, but..

[sighs]

the wrong way.

don't take this

I still want my Daphne back

the Daphne who used

to care about me

who used to assure me

that dreams can come true

- unless they involved - wingless flight

and setting objects on fire

with my mind.

'My Daphne is a queen,

a shining angel'

- 'prancing up the side - of a rainbow'

'and smelling like a baby faun

covered in honey'

not some cylindrical

pork by-product

sweating in a greasy

vat of brine.

Uh..

Sorry, Hot Dog Water.

No offense.

Like I said,

I-I'm happy you're here.

screech

(Mr. E)

'Hello, Hot Dog Water.'

Mr. E, I...

Save it.

I've been watching.

It's clear

we can't trust Velma anymore.

No.

I think maybe we should give her

another chance. Talk to her.

Don't go making friends,

Hot Dog Water.

I put you in there

as my eyes and ears.

You do as I say.

And definitely don't side

with Mystery Incorporated.

Their days are numbered.

[theme music]