Original subtitles

(female narrator)

"Mystery Incorporated."

Previously on

(Velma)

'Brad Chiles and Judy Reeves?'

Mom? Dad?

Have any of you heard

of Sternum and Sternum?

Sure, they're famous!

A husband and wife team

of trap making mystery solvers.

You mean you're the Sternums?

We just want to help mankind

'by ridding it of things

that are hard to catch'

with ordinary traps.

- I'm begging you - to think of Freddy.

To really put him first.

- 'Stop thinking - about that treasure.'

- 'It's cursed our whole lives, - ruined everything we ever were.'

Nobody has to get hurt. As long

as you stay out of our way.

We've been kind

for old time's sake.

But don't push it.

[crickets chirping]

Dylan, we've been

through so much together.

Monster attacks.

Physical and emotional trauma.

Intensive care.

And now that it's all over

we can finally be together.

But should we be together?

Oh, Dylan, I'm scared.

I was scared, too, babe..

of losing you.

- And of being - attacked by a monster.

But mostly of losing you.

Oh, Dylan. Kiss me.

Let's do this.

I'm finally gonna

rock this kiss.

crash

For your misdeeds

you have been judged!

Oh, come on!

I-I just got out of the hospital

from the last monster.

What are you, Brenda, some kind

of monster divining rod?

Look, sorry, babe.

It's been real.

Real weird!

He shall be judged

for his cowardice.

But first

you shall be judged!

thwack

[dramatic music]

Yo, Thanksgiving guy,

judge this!

thud

[growling]

thud thud

[screaming]

thud

[growling]

[groaning]

[screaming]

thud

[groaning]

[growling]

[grunting]

You saved me!

Oh, thank you!

Eh, no biggie.

All shall be judged

and all shall be punished

by Hebediah Grim!

[van engine revving]

[theme music]

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[indistinct muttering]

[instrumental music]

Fred, no. I'm just not ready

to go on a date with you yet.

[scoffs]

I-I didn't say date.

Date? Who said date?

I said practice date.

Big difference.

- Mmm.

- 'See, Daphne?'

- If we practice - like Brenda and Dylan

we could be as good

at dating as they are.

They're regular pros.

Gary?

Brenda, what's going on?

Where's Dylan?

Dylan did this to himself, Fred.

When he ran off

and left me in danger.

Yeah, this huge pilgrim dude

was at Lover's Lane last night

judging and attacking people

with a giant hammer.

I was jogging by

with my soccer ball

so I took him out, two kicks.

Me kicking the ball

and me kicking the ball again.

He was so brave.

I can't believe I wasted

my time on a boy like Dylan

when I could have been

with a man like Gary.

Muah muah muah

Gary has a girlfriend?

Gang, this might just be

the biggest mystery

we've ever faced.

[whimpers]

Poor Dylan, he lost Brenda

and his car in the same night.

Poor Dylan? Poor us!

It's snack time!

- So, like, - where's the snacks, huh?

Sorry, guys. I forgot

to pick something up.

Can you skip the snacks today?

Skip snacks?

You take that back, now!

- Hey, kids, did...

- Someone say snack time?

Woo-hoo, woo-hoo!

Like, snackpot!

Snackamania! I'm in heaven!

chomp chomp chomp

- My parents would - love this caterer.

- Is it Elite Treats - or the Foodie Fellows?

Actually, we whipped

this up ourselves.

We sure did, Brad.

Since we don't have to work

we have nothing but free time.

All thanks to the royalties

from our trap patents.

Right you are, Judy.

That, and of course, our

semiautobiographical

television show based on our

glamorous trapping lifestyle.

[instrumental music]

(Thraxy)

my employer, Mr. Sternum.

This guy here's

A self-made trap gazillionaire.

This lady here is Mrs. S.

She's an absolute knockout.

That handsome guy there is me.

My name is Thraxy.

- I watch out - for the both of them

which is a really tough job.

'Cause when they got together

it was trappin' time!

clank

- Trapping has been - very kind to us.

You said it, Brad.

And we'd love to share

our good fortune to...

- Help you with - your latest mystery.

- Son. - Thanks. We can handle it.

You sure?

- All you need to catch - a puritan menace

is a foxhole surprise.

Or better yet,

a barn roof gambit

- augmented by - a double night warbler.

Really?

Those sound great, but, uh..

I think we can handle it!

I said, we can do it ourselves!

- Of course. - Ooh.

Sorry. Just trying to help.

- Don't make it worse, Brad. - But...

- No, don't. - But... uh..

Don't, no.

That was rude, Fred.

They were reaching out to you

and you pushed them away.

- It wasn't me. - It was the smoothies.

Like, don't blame

the smoothies, man.

Yeah. Smoothies deserve better.

It's okay. I love you.

I really do, do, do.

gulp gulp gulp

[instrumental music]

Why did you bring me

on a stakeout?

- Mayor, ride-alongs - are good publicity.

It's in the sheriff handbook.

- (Janet) - 'Oh, is it?'

Well, what about

the music and the candles?

Is that standard

stakeout protocol?

Yes! Yes, it is.

You've got a lot to learn

about stakeouts, lady.

Well, maybe you should

teach me, then

Bronson Stone.

Well, maybe I will..

Sharon Nettles.

[groans]

Your first name

isn't Sharon, is it?

- Janet. - Ah!

A picnic basket. Told you.

Sheriff Stone? Mayor Nettles?

What are you doing here?

- We're on a stakeout!

- In a patrol car?

- Yes. Now, move along. - Nothing to see here.

Hey, how are we supposed to make

- incredibly bad - and stupid decisions

- that will wreck - the rest of our lives

over here with all that noise?

Quiet, longhair.

thud

For your painted faces

'and clothes that rise above'

the ankle and fall

below the neck

you three womenfolk

shall be judged!

Three? What about me?

You shall be spared.

You are a model of purity.

Plain, wholesome

and untempting.

[laughs]

L-O-L! Burn!

[growling]

thud

Quick, save the mayor!

Will do. Come on, your honor!

thud

[growling]

[screaming]

[growling]

thwack

[gasping]

[engine revving]

Oh, where is he?

Did we lose him? Guys?

- Like, not quite!

- Like, not at all!

You shall be judged!

[grunting]

Hang on, gang!

[screaming]

thud

[all screaming]

[tires screeching]

[all screaming]

Gary? How did you get here?

I was jogging by when

that Turkey Day loser attacked

so I saved Cheryl.

You were jogging by

with your soccer ball again?

How is that even possible?

- Are you single? - Wait a sec.

Two hot girls, hot for Gary

in the same day? No, way.

Guys, still out of control here.

[rumbling]

[screaming]

crash

thud

puff

Piece of cake.

Come on, guys.

Pull it together.

Do you even know how

to use the jaws of life?

The picnic basket's

gonna be okay, right?

chomp chomp chomp

Hmm, there's

some odd indentations

'in Hebediah Grim's footprints.'

Nice catch, Velma.

- You know, Daphne, - Lover's Lane is actually

- a perfect setting - for a practice date.

Good visibility.

- Plenty of parking.

- Fred, no means no.

- Where's the mayor? - She went home.

- But Velma found...

- Save it.

I'm off the clock.

- Looks like it's - up to us, as usual.

- And I think - Gary has to be involved in this.

He may not be Hebediah Grim..

But his best pal

Ethan might be.

[dramatic music]

[camera shutter clicks]

[music continues]

whirr whirr whirr

click

rustle rustle rustle

We've been watching Ethan all

day and everything is normal.

- Maybe we're wasting - our time on him.

Maybe, or maybe

he's about to slip up

now that he's home alone.

Shh, here he comes.

Maintain the net.

[door creaks open]

[upbeat music]

[drum music]

- That's not normal.

- No, definitely not.

- Like, how long can - he keep that up?

Uh, he'll run out of steam soon.

[music continues]

[sighs]

than I thought.

Guess he has more steam

gulp

[giggles]

- Uh, guys, - why are we just sitting here?

Why don't we go check out

his room while he's busy?

Huh? Oh!

[intense music]

- (Velma) - 'Play scripts, ticket stubs.'

- 'A drama club application.'

- 'Check this out.'

'It's a program for the school

play "The Scorning."'

I think we've found

our evidence.

- Huh?

- Evidence of what?

We're investigating

the mystery of Hebediah Grim.

You think

I'm that pilgrim freak?

I knew expanding

my horizons was a mistake.

- Well, if you're - not Hebediah Grim

then somehow, Gary must be.

Gary? Oh, okay.

Now, that's funny.

Hang on. I got to

video chat Gary about this.

[keyboard keys clacking]

- (Ethan) - 'Dude, the mystery dopes think'

- 'you're that Lover's Lane - hammer whacko.'

Yeah, right.

And how'd I attack myself?

Am I a wizard too?

Ooh, wizard magic!

Shacka-macka-zoo!

'Allakahammie!'

If you're not Hebediah Grim

- then why are you always - there when he attacks?

I'm happy to answer

all your questions, guys.

But first, look out!

[growls]

thud

You shall all be judged

'for your wicked

transgressions!'

'Except you. You may go.'

What? No way.

I'm not going anywhere.

So be it.

You shall all be judged.

Starting with you

'Daphne Blake!'

Judge this, sir dorks-a-lot!

[grunting]

[growling]

[grunting]

thud

[growling]

Ah!

[growls]

[grunting]

thud

[grunting]

Whoa! Ugh!

[intense music]

[gasps]

[roars]

[grunting]

Looks like he's not judging

you tonight, Daphne.

But I'll walk you home,

just to be safe.

Thank you so much, Ethan.

If you Sherlock nose

really wanna solve this mystery

- you should check out - Doogle McGuiness.

- He played the lead - in "The Scorning."

I heard he gets crazy obsessed

with every character he plays.

Ethan's never even

practice walked her home.

Daphne's fine, Fred.

We need to pay a little visit

to Doogle McGuiness.

[intense music]

The house definitely

looks guilty.

- Like, it probably - looks better in the daylight.

[whimpers]

Let's come back tomorrow!

Yeah! Sounds like a plan to me!

[grunts]

Ah!

Huh?

Hey! Like, the school yearbook!

(Shaggy)

"Hot. Mega hot.

Queen Hotness?"

Something tells me

this is our guy.

[knock on door]

Hello?

Doogle?

[gasps]

[music continues]

[intense music]

[screaming]

- Huh? - Doogle McGuiness?

- Speak fast, - I'm doing a one-man production

- of "Animal Farm" - at the Crystal Cove Asylum

for criminally insane animals.

Those homicidal kooks

love le theatre.

Okay, then admit it, you played

a character like Hebediah Grim

in the school play,

and it twisted your mind.

Turned you into

some Daphne-obsessed freak.

Okay, first, I hated that play.

Sixteenth century

musical theater is so musky.

- Yeah, well, then, - why'd you circle the girls

- who were attacked - in your yearbook?

- I've never seen - that yearbook before.

Mine is covered

in denim and sequins.

Wait. I know that yearbook.

I signed it. It belongs to..

thud

The actor has been judged

and your friend Daphne

the Scarlet-haired

temptress is next!

She shall be judged!

[Doogle groaning]

The school drama club

just texted me back.

- Doogle's costume - from "The Scorning" is missing.

So's the back-up.

- And the one thing - we know for sure

- is that Daphne - is the next target.

Ethan offered to protect me.

- I could spend - all my time with him.

No. That would

never work. Never!

[sighs]

Like, we could lie low here

until Grim goes away.

Prime rib, please.

Yeah. We've got

all the meat we need.

Turkey duck ham, please.

swish swish swish

chomp chomp

Something about all this

is really bugging me.

- [chuckling] - Like, is it that

your picture wasn't

circled in the yearbook?

Or because Hebediah Grim

thinks you're untempting?

Hmph!

[laughing]

Fred, I hope I'm not crossing

a trip wire here

but we know the perfect trap

for this situation.

- The Auckland and Brinkle. - Right, Judy?

That's right, Brad.

You can save the town.

And your girl.

We're in.

creak creak creak

Wow. I'll never reach

this level of trapsmanship.

You're our son, Fred.

Trapping's in your blood.

You just have to believe

in your inner trapsman

as much as we do.

Yeah. Do you really mean that?

[sobs]

- I-I better go check - the counterweights.

[Fred weeping]

I'm just so happy.

[instrumental music]

Why are you so close to me?

You're the safest place

to be right now.

Hmm.

Okay, Daphne.

- As soon as you have your safety - gear on, we can get started.

Fred, for the last time

I'm not ready to date you.

Practice or not.

Sorry. I'm just nervous.

Don't be. No creep is gonna

judge you on my watch.

You got it? I swear.

Thanks, Fred. No one makes

me feel as safe as you do.

Maybe we can go on

a practice date.

- Someday. - Really?

Uh, I-I mean, yeah.

That-that'd be great.

[music continues]

Daphne, I need to check

on the perimeter sensors.

I'll be right back.

Now, you shall be judged!

Don't judge me

because I'm beautiful!

Huh? Urgh!

[giggling]

[growls]

Aah!

[bell ringing]

[grunting]

[screaming]

See, Daphne?

He can't judge you now.

No, but I can!

Not so fast.

First, I'd like you to meet

a couple of friends.

That's Auckland.

[growls]

Huh? Whoa!

[bell ringing]

Whoa!

[grunting]

[screams]

And that's Brinkle.

Looks like Hebediah Grim

won't be judging anybody

now that we know he's really..

- (Scooby) - 'Gary and Ethan.'

Urgh! How did you know?

- Yeah! We were, like, - totally sneaky!

Not so totally, I'm afraid.

'The odd indentations

in Hebediah Grim's footprints'

'turned out to be

soccer cleat marks.'

'Gary's chat video

was prerecorded.'

'I hacked your laptop and found

the original recordings.'

- (Fred) - 'Two missing costumes meant'

'there could be

two Hebediah Grims.'

- (Shaggy) - 'Like, worst of all'

- 'you guys tried to frame - Doogle McGuiness'

'by putting a yearbook

on his porch.'

'Ethan's yearbook!'

So judge that, you losers.

Booyah! Who wants

to judge me now? Huh? Who?

You want to judge me? You?

In your face! Yeah!

Velma, you're scaring me.

The real question is, why?

Why did you guys do it?

- Girls. - Girls, duh.

We wanted to terrify girls

and then rescue them

so they'd fall for us.

- Just like the knights did - in the old west

before the dragons went away.

Yeah, knights terrorized

then saved damsels

- to score dates with them - all the time.

Huh. I never thought

about it that way.

But why did you both dress up?

We don't trust each other.

Tag-teaming was the only option.

- And we would have - gotten away with it

if any of you mystery

stink losers had lives.

- Wow. Like, Mayor Nettles!

- Whoa!

Sheriff Stone?

- [chuckles] - That was fast!

How'd you two know

we had solved the mystery?

- Like, were you on - another stakeout?

Yes! Exactly.

Another stakeout. Mm-hmm.

So why are you wearing his hat?

Well, it's a, uh, disguise.

Let's get out of here.

- Thanks for all your help, guys. - I mean that.

- We couldn't have solved - this mystery without you.

No, son. You could have

easily solved this without us.

- Brad's right, Fred.

- Thank you, Judy.

You're welcome, Brad.

You know, Fred

the real secret of this trap

we sprung tonight

is no secret at all.

We just wanted to work on it

closely with you.

Our son.

[instrumental music]

[intense music]

[theme music]