Original subtitles

(Shaggy)

"Mystery Incorporated.."

Previously on

(Daphne)

the kids who disappeared!'

'It's them,

(Velma)

Ricky Owens, Cassidy Williams

Brad Chiles, Judy Reeves,

- and mascot - Professor Pericles.

I have parents I've never known.

They're coming back for Fred.

- Mom? Dad?

- We're back.

I have a little proposition for

all of you.

They're good kids.

Better than we were.

You willing to bet

the lives of everyone

in Crystal Cove on that?

[rock music]

♪ The captain said

you better take care ♪

♪ And all the fish are crying ♪

♪ The gardener is clipping

the wicker man's chin ♪

♪ Because the

flowers are lying ♪

Genius. I think.

Observe the delicate line,

the vibrant texture

the witty use of chiaroscuro.

It's a masterpiece.

It, um, looks like a foot.

Philistine.

Brad? Judy?

We've got to talk.

Not a good time, Cassidy.

♪ And what will you do ♪

♪ If you see a caribou ♪

♪ Better run

and get some hunters ♪♪

Hipsters and rich people,

I, Randy Warsaw

the most modern modern

artist of the modern century

will unveil my new

greatest masterpiece.

Behold! Junk.

[applauding]

What?

It isn't supposed to do that.

[whirring]

Aah!

[whirring]

Whoa! Aah!

Aah!

clank

[intense music]

[theme music]

(Scooby-Doo)

'Scooby-Dooby-Doo!'

[birds chirping]

Wow, Daph, you look hot.

Uh, I mean, would you

like me to turn on the AC?

Um, no thanks, Fred.

Hey, gang, check this out.

"Last night's art opening of

renowned artist Randy Warsaw"

'"turned to tragedy as Eeko"'

"lead singer of the emo art

band Sunday Around Noonish"

"was attacked by one of

Randy Warsaw's exhibits."

"After being sucked

into the sculpture"

"Eeko emerged frozen,

rigid in the form of.."

Like, let me guess,

a living work of art?

Uh, yeah. How did you know?

Mystery Incorporated,

Crystal Cove needs your help.

Someone is trying to

destroy Randy Warsaw.

Randy Warsaw is a highly

treasured citizen

of Crystal Cove.

His graffiti art

of our famous monsters

has really put this town

on the cultural map.

- You want us to investigate - last night's attack?

Solve the mystery?

Catch the culprit in a

freakishly intelligent trap?

And eat all

the free finger food?

slurp

In a word, yes.

And I need to put this in here.

This, um, used to be

the storage room.

(Velma)

I think the best way'

'Alright, gang,

'to investigate this

is just to blend in.'

(Randy)

'Oh, oh..'

That sweater,

that hair, those eyes..

so mousey, so alien.

So beautiful.

Me? Jinkies!

Huh? Oh. Hey..

Jinkies.

What a wonderful word.

That shall be your name.

Jinkies, and, Jinkies,

you will be my muse.

And you so powerful,

so masculine

so rectangular.

I shall name you Beef!

Mm... Beef.

That voice.

It-it's anti-art.

Anti-music.

It's-it's anti-words.

You will will become Freako.

My emo art rock band's

new lead singer.

Ah.

Ooh, you're so un-strong.

You'll be a verker in

Randy Warsaw's art verks.

[laughs]

And what about me, Mr. Warsaw?

You. Mm. Boring.

- Begone. - Huh?

Mr. Warsaw, that can't be right.

I mean, don't you like her hair?

Yes, I love that hair.

On a pony.

Fun guy.

Who'd wanna threaten his life?

Besides me.

What do you think, Velm?

Huh. I should take off

my glasses more often.

I look hot blurry.

- Velma? - Huh?

- Who do you think would - want to threaten his life?

Any suspects?

- Hmm. Hmm.

- Oh, forget it.

We'll just investigate by

ourselves, right, Scooby?

- Oh..

- Huh?

Ugh!

chomp chomp

Like, what's your name?

- Worker number one.

- What do you do?

I work while Warsaw

gets all the credit

but that is all

gonna change someday.

Okay.

Mr. Warsaw, I wanted to

ask you about the attack.

No words, Jinkies.

I want to introduce you

to my old muse Cleo.

Ugh. You are dull, lifeless.

Go away.

- Shoo! Shoo!

- Oh!

I'd hate that guy if I wasn't

so mellow and disaffected.

Ah.

This is the art exhibit

that attacked Randy Warsaw?

It's just a pile of old junk.

clank

[intense music]

Huh?

Huh? Maybe kicking it

was a bad idea.

[all gasp]

Huh?

[screams]

Yikes!

Oh! Huh! Oh!

Look out, Mr. Warsaw,

your art's back!

Aah!

Whoa!

clank clank clank

[all gasp]

- (Randy) - 'Cleo.'

'No!'

thud

Hmm. Does this remind

you guys of something?

Like, yeah,

the month I spent trapped inside

a mannequin factory.

I can still remember the touch

of all their plasticy hands.

There, there. You're safe now.

Is this a good time to talk?

I don't think we need to

talk to her, do you, Brad?

No, Judy, I really don't.

Then you're gonna listen.

I know you both really well,

and I'm begging you

to think of Freddy,

to really put him first.

For once.

- Stop thinking - about that treasure.

It's cursed our whole lives,

ruined everything we ever were.

Cassidy, be careful..

We've been kind for old time

sake, but don't push it.

Nobody has to get hurt as long

as you stay out of our way.

Nice to see you two are

exactly how I thought you'd be.

Don't bother getting up.

Come on, guys,

we have a mystery to solve.

Guys? Guys?

Try this.

Oh, yes, Beef, now you truly

are a piece of art.

[instrumental music]

Hmm.

[music continues]

[cell phone vibrating]

[cow mooing]

Beef on beef.

It's genius.

[cow mooing]

[automated message]

I'm probably out springing'

'Hi you've reached Fred Jones,

'an awesome trap at the moment.

Trap ya later.'

Freddy, I'm downtown

tailing worker number one.

Something's not right,

and I'm going to find out what.

Call me.

I guess I'm alone on this one.

Ah! Let me go!

You caught me, I admit it.

- I'm the one - who's been doing it all along.

I knew it!

- I'm the forger.

- The forger?

I make all the art, but he gets

all the credit and the money.

All I want is what I deserve,

so every time I make

- a masterpiece - for Randy Warsaw

I make a copy

and sell it myself.

It.. It.. It's Junk!

Well, that's a bit unfair.

I, I admit it's bizarre, but...

No, I mean it's Junk,

behind you!

Hold on. Uh!

No-o-o!

[screaming]

[roaring]

[screaming]

[roaring]

[screaming]

clang

[grunting]

thud

screech

Daphne, get in.

Freddy!

clang clang

screech

[whirring]

- (Shaggy) - 'Whoa!'

- Freddy, I've never been - more glad to see you

in my whole life.

Oh, Daph, I've waited so long

to hear you say that.

- Now we can be - together again.

screech

Oh, you mean because

I'm rescuing you.

screech

thud

I tried winning you over

with my trapping abilities.

Now, I'm trying to show you

'my half-clothed side.'

- Just like your ex-boyfriend - Baylor Hotner did

in those "Dusk" movies.

Oh, Freddy,

I'm not interested in you

because you're like Baylor.

I'm just interested in you.

That is if I was

interested in you.

Which I'm not.

- Now can we get out of here - before we're crushed to a pulp?

[cow mooing]

vroom

screech

[all screaming]

I can't see.

Did we get him?

[cow mooing]

This haunted masterpiece

I've created is unstoppable.

- I truly am a genius.

- Just melt it down.

- Destroy it before it hurts you - or anyone else.

Destroy a masterpiece?

Never.

I'd rather destroy myself.

Ohh! Of course,

that's what I must do.

An artist consumed

by his own art.

- Jinkies, you have inspired me.

- I have?

I shall throw

a grand exhibition.

There, I shall confront Junk

and allow him

to consume me completely.

It will be my greatest

masterpiece.

Nice one, Velm.

What? I can't help it

if I'm inspirational.

[mellow music]

[wheels squeaking]

- Sheriff Stone, like, - what's with the little hat?

It's my art beret.

I wear it because deep

in my soul I am an artist.

- It also keeps my head warm - right in the centre

making my brains

feel all toasty.

This is looking familiar

- but then again, - without my glasses

'it could also be

two bears robbing a bank'

'while riding a pony.'

- Well, of course - it looks familiar.

It's a famous painting by

Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf.

Entitled,

"1001 Bavarian Nights!"

It's just like the picture.

Hmm. Accordions.

Like, check this out, it's my

all-time favorite polka band

The Kiserworsts.

[instrumental music]

Urgh! Yuck!

Meaningless noise.

No, no, no.

Wait till I slow it down.

Sound like anyone we know?

Gang, things are starting

to come together

but there's still

a figure missing.

The question is

who is it going to be?

[instrumental music]

- (Velma) - 'So what do you

think of my portrait'

'Sheriff Stone, Mayor Nettles?'

- You must appreciate - the perspective.

The bold lie,

the playful impasto.

It, uh, looks like a triangle.

Oh, jinkies!

Now is your moment, Freako.

For the first time

in your life

your words will be

truly understood.

One and two.

[slow rock music]

♪ The captain said

you better take care ♪

♪ And all the fish are crying ♪

♪ The gardener is clipping

the wicker man's chin ♪

♪ Because the flowers

are lying ♪

It's like Freako is singing

a whole other language.

Genius! Pure genius!

♪ And what will you do ♪

♪ If you see a caribou ♪

♪ Go and get some hunters ♪♪

[audience cheering]

[screaming]

[all screaming]

[roaring]

[all screaming]

Time for my masterpiece.

Mmm.

[whirring]

Trapping phase one. Go!

- 'Daphne, phase two.'

- Ugh!

Phase three, commence!

[cow mooing]

Huh?

Yes!

Consume me, you metal beast

of my own making.

[all gasp]

Phase four! Now!

[grunting]

crash

(male ♪1)

Bravo! Bravo!

Genius again!

Uh, I think.

Thank you! Thank you!

Let's see who's really behind

all this junk.

- I don't get it.

- Wait for it.

We discovered the strange

paralysis of Eeko, Cleo

- and worker number one - had been caused

- by a rare strand - of brewers yeast

used only in Bavaria.

- That allowed us to - reverse the effect.

(Velma)

to recreate a picture'

'These guys have been frozen

by the famous Bavarian artist,

Albert Von Kartoffelkopf.

- So we knew we were looking - for someone German.

I-I still don't get it.

Here's why, Randy Warsaw.

The real culprit is,

Butch Firbanks.

Fine, you got me

but don't expect my

introspective personality

to register guilt.

'His real name is

Hans Van Shownon-Gruber.'

Before Butch joined

Sunday Around Noonish

he released an album of

classical accordion music.

It reached number one

in the Bavarian hit parade

but soon fizzled.

Using powerful electromagnets

and his expert knowledge

of musical instruments

Butch was able to control

your junk sculpture

and make it attack you.

[tuning]

clang clang

Like, the only thing

we don't know is why?

Alright, look, I did it for art.

That can't be right, can it?

Okay, that's a lie.

The truth is I hated

what you made me in to.

All I ever wanted to do

was play polkas

in a Bavarian Oompa band.

- A beautiful dream - that I lived

until I came to work

for you, Randy Warsaw.

You changed me.

You transformed me.

Molded me into

a dark band leader.

Playing and singing horrible

intellectual music.

You took everything from me,

and I wanted to make you pay.

Pay!

- And I would have gotten away - with it too

if it wasn't for you

meddling polka haters.

Oh and your singing stinks.

'Nobody understands a word

you're saying.'

That's outrageous!

Well, thank you,

Mystery Incorporated.

You've saved modern art from the

clutches of the bourgeoisie.

There's only one

thing left to say.

I find you all horribly,

horribly boring.

So get out of here.

Shoo! Shoo! Go away.

Uh, Mr. Warsaw,

can I keep the wig?

vroom

It's okay, gang.

- Sometimes people - just don't appreciate it

when you save the day.

That's just the price

of our... art.

- (Cassidy) - 'Listen up, boppers.'

- 'Because I've got - a brand new radio show'

'coming at you right now.'

'Across the airwaves.'

It's all about the truth.

Evil resides in Crystal Cove.

'So stay tuned,

and maybe, just maybe'

'we'll all get through

this thing alive.'

[theme music]