[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
- NICE SHOT.
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
- HEY, LITTLE MUFFIN.
HOW ABOUT YOU AND ME GO FOR A MOONLIGHT RIDE?
- NO, THANK YOU.
I'M ALLERGIC TO THE STINK OF DESPERATION.
- THEN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE MISSING.
- STEP AWAY. - HUH?
- FROM THE LADY.
- WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?
SERIOUSLY, WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE?
[LAUGHTER]
- WE ARE THE WILD BROOD, HUMAN.
AND THIS IS OUR MOST TERRIFYING LEADER, ODNARB THE POWERFUL.
HE DEMANDS THAT YOU VACATE THE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY.
- YOU WANT US TO LEAVE OUR OWN PLACE?
- IN A WORD...
YES.
[LAUGHTER]
- THIS ROADHOUSE IS SPANKER TERRITORY.
SO UNLESS YOU WANT A MOUTH FULL OF SPANKER--
- COOL IT, DADDY.
WE TRIED TAKING THE HIGH ROAD.
DIDN'T WE, GABTRAF?
- YES, WE DID INDEED.
- [SNAPS]
UHH!
[MEN SHOUTING]
- AAH!
[BOTH GRUNT]
- HERE.
- AHH!
- ALL RIGHT, BOYS, LET'S GO SPANK SOMEWHERE ELSE.
- NOW THAT WAS SOME ROARIN' GOOD FUN.
A ROUND OF CAPPUCCINOS FOR MY ORCS
AND MAKE THEM EXTRA FROTHY.
- SURE THING, BUDDY.
SO, YOU FELLAS GONNA BE STICKING AROUND HERE FOR LONG?
- WE'RE HEADED DOWN THE COAST TO CRYSTAL COVE
FOR A LITTLE REST AND RELAXATION.
- CRYSTAL COVE. HEH. EVEN THE NAME SOUNDS BREAKABLE.
- THE LOCAL CLYDES WON'T SOON FORGET THE WILD BROOD.
RIGHT, BROTHERS?
[LAUGHTER]
- WILD BROOD! WILD BROOD! WILD BROOD! WILD BROOD!
CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY WARNER BROS. ANIMATION
- SCOOBY DOOBY DOO!
- OH, AHH, DELISH.
I GOT TO HAND IT TO YOU, MAYOR.
YOUR DECISION TO REBUILD THE TIKI TUB
AFTER IT WAS DESTROYED BY THOSE HUMUNGONAUTS
SHOWS TRUE CIVIC LEADERSHIP.
- THANK YOU, SHERIFF.
THE RESIDES OF CRYSTAL COVE WERE CRYING OUT
FOR KITSCHY POLYNESIAN-BASED CULTURE,
AND AS THEIR MAYOR, I AM HAPPY TO ANSWER THEIR CALL.
BESIDES, MY SON NEEDS ALL THE HELP HE CAN GET.
- OH, FREDDY, THIS IS SUCH A ROMANTIC SETTING
FOR OUR SECOND DATE.
- IF YOU SAY SO.
ALL I KNOW IS SINCE MY DAD OWNS THE PLACE,
WE GET FREE REFILLS.
- [GROANS]
- MEANDERING MOLESKIN.
IT'LL BE A MIRACLE IF I EVER SEE ANY GRANDKIDS.
- WELL, REGARDLESS, IT'S NICE THAT WE CAN
SPEND SOME TIME TOGETHER ALL ALONE.
ISN'T IT?
- HEH. YEAH, IT IS.
BUT WHERE'S THE WAITER? I'M STARVING.
- YEAH, ME, TOO.
- SIT DOWN, YOU TWO.
DAPHNE AND FRED DESERVE A LITTLE PRIVACY.
- THEN WHY DID FRED DRAG US ALONG ON THIS DATE
IF HE WASN'T GONNA FEED US?
- SHAGGY, THEY CAN HEAR YOU.
- YOU INVITED THEM ALONG?
- YEAH, WE'RE ALL FRIENDS, RIGHT?
AND FRIENDS HANG TOGETHER, RIGHT?
- OH, FREDDY.
THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE OUR EVENING.
- DAPHNE, I DIDN'T MEAN--
- OH, LOOK AT THAT. I NEED A REFILL.
- ZOINKS. HEE HEE. LIKE, AWKWARD.
NOT AT ALL LIKE HOW THE THREE OF US GET ALONG, HUH,
BEST BUDDIES OF MINE?
- THAT'S RIGHT.
- AS A FORMER BOYFRIEND,
YOU HAVE OFFICIALLY LOST ARMS AROUND THE SHOULDERS PRIVILEGES.
GOT IT?
[MOTORCYCLES REVVING]
- HUH? - WHAT?
- SHERIFF!
- DON'T WORRY, MAYOR.
SHERIFF BRONSON STONE HAS GOT THIS COVERED.
[SLURPS]
HOLD IT RIGHT THERE, LEATHERING-WEARING CREEPY.
PER SECTION 741.B OF THE CRYSTAL COVER BYLAWS,
THERE ARE NO MONSTERS OR MONSTER-LIKE CREATURES
ALLOWED IN PUBLIC AREAS.
- UNLESS TICKETS ARE BEING SOLD.
- RIGHT YOU ARE, MAYOR.
SO WHY DON'T YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS
GO BACK TO YOUR CAVES, DUNGEONS, OR OTHER DARK PLACES
WHERE YOUR KIND LURKS.
- MONSTERS?
IS THAT WHAT YOU SQUARES THINK WE ARE?
All: YES.
- TYPICAL HUMANS.
HOLD UP A MIRROR, MR. AND MRS. AVERAGE CITIZEN,
AND YOU'LL SEE A REFLECTION OF YOUR OWN DARK SOULS.
- WOW. HE'S DIFFERENT.
- THE WILD BROOD REJECTS YOUR LABELS
AND PUTS ALL OF CRYSTAL CLYDES--
- THAT'S CRYSTAL COVE.
- ON NOTICE.
THE REAL MONSTERS HERE ARE LIVING INSIDE OF YOU.
- INSIDE US?
- ZOINKS!
Both: WHERE?!
- GOODNESS. THAT WAS VERY...POETICAL.
- WHY, THANK YOU, MISS.
NICE TO KNOW THAT SOMEONE AROUND HERE GETS ME.
- DAPHNE, ARE YOU OK?
GET LOST, YOU BIG CREEP.
- FRED JONES, YOU APOLOGIZE.
- WE'RE CUTTING OUT OF HERE, ANYWAY.
- GOOD.
- THE ONLY QUESTION LEFT IS,
WOULD YOU LIKE TO COME WITH US?
- WELL, I...
YOU KNOW WHAT, YES. YES, I WOULD.
- WHAT?!
- VELMA, CARE TO JOIN ME?
- DELIGHTED.
- WHAT?
- DAPHNE, YOU CAN'T JUST GO WITH THEM.
- THANKS FOR THE REFILL.
- AAH!
- ♪ YES, LISTEN, DEAR CHILDREN ♪
♪ AND DON'T RUN AWAY ♪
♪ THIS MONSTER'S A-BEGGIN', PLEASE HEAR WHAT I SAY ♪
♪ THERE'S LOVE IN MY HEART EVEN THOUGH I'VE GOT FLAWS ♪
♪ YES, LISTEN, DEAR CHILDREN, DON'T RUN FROM MY CLAWS ♪
- MMM. THAT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL.
- THANKS.
- YOU CAN HAVE A FIREWALL AND ALL THE ANTI-MALWARE SOFTWARE EVER MADE,
AND IF SHAGGY-- I MEAN, IF SOME IDIOT--
CLICKS ON THE WRONG BANNER AD, BOOM,
YOUR DESKTOP IS BOTNET CENTRAL.
- AIN'T THAT THE TRUTH.
- DANGIT. - WHAT'S WRONG?
- THIS STUPID BIKE WON'T START.
- HMM. IF YOU GOT A TORQUE WRENCH?
[CRANKING] HMM. MM-MMM.
TRY IT NOW.
[ENGINE STARTS]
- OOH!
- YEP, THE TIMING WAS OFF JUST ENOUGH
TO MAKE THE WHOLE ENGINE MISFIRE. OOH!
- VELMA, DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT?
- IN YOUR CASE? NO.
[BEEPING]
- HOLD IT RIGHT THERE.
UHH!
- [GASPS]
UH, GOOD MORNING.
- THAT'S ENOUGH OF THAT SASSY SMART TALK, YOUNG LADY.
I GOT ANSWERS, AND I WANT SOME QUESTIONS.
WAIT, FLIP THAT.
- QUESTIONS ABOUT WHAT?
- DAPHNE, STOP FIGHTING US.
WE'RE HERE TO HELP YOU.
- I'M NOT FIGHTING YOU.
- WHAT HAS THAT MONSTER DONE?
I DON'T EVEN KNOW HER.
- WILL SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON?
- THERE WAS A BREAK IN AT THE ARMORY LAST NIGHT,
AND A VERY DANGEROUS WEAPON WAS STOLEN.
WE HAPPEN TO KNOW IT WAS ONE OF YOUR MONSTER BIKER FRIENDS WHO DID IT.
- THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE.
VELMA AND I WERE WITH THEM AT THEIR CAMPSITE ON THE BEACH
THE WHOLE TIME.
- THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO TELL THEM.
ALL OF THE WILD BROOD STAYED THERE THE WHOLE NIGHT.
- YOU WENT CAMPING WITH MONSTERS?
I...GA...
[EXHALES]
- MAN DOWN.
- FINE. BUT I'LL BE WATCHING YOU AND YOUR TUSKED TERRORS
FROM THIS POINT ON,
READY TO POUNCE LIKE A PANTHER.
GRR!
I'M IN A CLOSET!
- LIKE, YOU WENT CAMPING WITH MONSTERS, TOO?
- SURE. THEY EVEN GAVE ME THIS.
- LIKE, OH, BOY.
[STAMMERS AND EXHALES]
- WOW. THERE ARE A LOT OF SHOES IN HERE.
- MAN DOWN AGAIN.
- WELL, LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT OURSELVES ANOTHER MYSTERY TO SOLVE.
- WH...WHAT?
- THE WILD BROOD ARE OBVIOUSLY BEING FRAMED.
- BUT THE SHERIFF HAS EVIDENCE.
- WHICH IS WHY WE HAVE TO SEE IF THAT EVIDENCE IS REAL OR FAKE.
IT'S UP TO US TO PROVE ODNARB INNOCENT.
- OR GUILTY.
- I AM SERIOUSLY LOST IN HERE.
- LIKE, MAYBE THE GUY THAT DID THAT REALLY HATES USING DOORS.
- HERE'S THE SHERIFF'S EVIDENCE.
WHOEVER DID THIS DEACTIVATED THE BUILDING'S SECURITY CAMERAS.
LUCKILY, THE GAS STATION ACROSS THE STREET
HAD A CAMERA RUNNING.
THERE'S OUR MAN.
OR SHOULD I SAY ORC?
- AND THAT JAUNTY CAP HE'S WEARING LOOKS MIGHTY FAMILIAR.
- NO, IT CAN'T BE.
ODNARB WOULD NEVER DO ANYTHING LIKE THIS. RIGHT?
- RIGHT.
THE TIME ON THE TAPE MATCHES WHEN WERE ON THE BEACH.
THESE FOOTPRINTS WERE MADE BY THE SAME KIND OF HEAVY BOOTS
THAT THE WILD BROOD WEAR.
HELLO. WHAT'S THIS?
- A CLUE?
- IT SURE IS.
IT'S A NAPKIN FROM CHEN'S INTERNET CAFE AND TEA HOUSE
IN CHINATOWN.
- CRYSTAL COVE HAS A CHINATOWN?
- CHEN, YOU ARE A GRIND MASTER.
THIS CRAZY DOUBLE SHOT ESPRESSO KILLS, BROTHER.
- OH, PLEASE.
YOU ARE MAKING ME BLUSH. [LAUGHS]
NOW FINISH YOUR DRINKS AND GET OUT.
YOU ARE SCARING MY CUSTOMERS AWAY.
[INDISTINCT]
- DID YOU BREAK INTO THE ARMORY AND STEAL A ROCKET LAUNCHER?
- NO.
- SEE? I TOLD YOU. LET'S GO.
- WAIT. WHAT?
HE JUST SAYS NO, AND YOU BELIEVE HIM?
- YES. HIS HEART IS TRUE AND PURE.
- MY GRATITUDE IS YOURS, FAIR DAPH.
- FAIR DAPH?
LISTEN HERE, TUSKY. ONLY I GET TO CALL HER DAPH,
AND I NEVER SAY FAIR.
- HELLO, MYSTERY, INCORPORATED.
All: MR. E?
- LOOKS LIKE YOU COULD USE A CLUE.
- WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?
- IT'S SOME KIND OF DANCING BUG, I THINK.
OOH! OOH! THAT'S IT!
DANCING BUGS ARE BEHIND ALL THIS!
- LIKE, EVEN I CAN TELL IT'S A FISH, FRED.
- YOU'RE RIGHT! IT DOES LOOK LIKE A FISH.
- A SWORDFISH.
HMM. THERE'S AN IP ADDRESS ON THIS NAPKIN WE FOUND.
- PERHAPS THE FISH IS TRYING TO SEND US SIGNALS
WITH ITS DANCE.
- LIKE A CODE.
- INDEED.
- THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE.
- OH, AND DANCING BUGS DO?
- IF I CAN HACK INTO THE CENTRAL MAINFRAME...
[CLICKS AND BEEPS] - I'M IN.
[SCREAMS]
- VELMA?
[SNIFFS]
HUH?
- WELL, THAT LITTLE DUDE'S GOT A POINTY NOSE, LIKE A SWORD.
SO MAYBE THE CLUE IS SWORD NOSE!
All: THAT'S IT!
- VELMA, THE CLUE IS SWORD NOSE!
VELMA?
- SCOOBY?
- THEY'RE GONE!
- [WHIMPERING]
- [GRUNTS]
- CLEVER... - OH!
- FIGURING OUT THAT SWORDFISH CLUE.
LITTLE TOO CLEVER, FOR MY TASTE.
- WHAT DO YOU WANT WITH US, SHOVEL LIPS?
- DO NOT MOCK ME. I HAVE ELDRITCH BLOOD.
- AND SOMETIMES, I HAVE A CHICK MUSTACHE.
IS THERE A POINT TO THIS?
- SINCE YOU'RE SO GIFTED WITH COMPUTERS,
YOU'RE GOING TO HELP ME REROUTE A TRAIN THROUGH CRYSTAL COVE.
- AND IF I DON'T?
- I DROP THE DOG.
- [SCOOBY YELPS] - OK!
- YIKES! [WHIMPERS]
- GOT IT. NO MORE DEMONSTRATION NEEDED.
- HUH? [WHIMPERS]
- I CAN'T HACK THE NATIONAL TRAIN DATABASE,
BUT FROM WHAT I SAW IN THE COFFEE SHOP, YOU CAN.
- WOW. KIND OF IRONIC.
- YEAH, IRONIC.
WHAT DOES IRONIC MEAN?
- IT MEANS HERE'S THE CHANCE I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR
TO GET SHAGGY BACK.
ALL I HAVE TO DO IS REFUSE TO HELP. - [WHIMPERS]
- BUT THERE'S NO WAY I'M GOING TO TAKE IT,
EVEN THOUGH YOU STOLE MY BOYFRIEND,
I'D NEVER LET ANYONE HURT YOU, SCOOBY-DOO.
- [GIGGLES]
NEVER A DOUBT, VELMA.
- YOU LOST YOUR BOYFRIEND TO A DOG?
- JUST GIVE ME THE LAPTOP, TOAD SKIN.
[TYPING]
[BEEPS]
- ALL DONE.
NOW LET US GO.
- OF COURSE.
SEE YA. - [SCREAMING]
- [GASPS] - AAH!
- [GRUNTS]
[WHIMPERS]
- [BOTH SCREAM]
[BOTH SCREAM]
[BOTH GRUNT]
- OH. CAN WE GO HOME NOW?
[WHIMPERS]
Daphne: VELMA! Shaggy: SCOOBY-DOO!
Fred: WHERE WERE YOU GUYS?
- INTERESTING STORY.
WHAT ARE THEY DOING IN THERE?
- CONSPICUOUS CONSUMPTION OF EURO-STYLE COFFEE DRINKS.
WE THOUGHT THEY'D KIDNAPPED YOU.
IT'S THE BEST I COULD COME UP WITH.
- IT WASN'T THEM. IT WAS ANOTHER MONSTER BIKER.
- OH, COME ON! ANOTHER ONE?
- LISTEN UP, CATS AND CHICKS,
FOR IT APPEARS WE HAVE AN IMPOSTOR.
- AND HE MADE ME ROUTE A TRAIN THROUGH CRYSTAL COVE.
- WHY? - I DON'T KNOW.
BUT IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO WITH MR. E'S CLUE.
- LIKE, YOU MEAN, SWORD NOSE?
- NO, SWORDFISH.
- OHH. - YEAH.
- THAT TOTALLY MAKES SENSE.
- WHAT IS IT, ODNARB?
- SWORDFISH IS A SUPER-SECRET NEW VIDEO GAME PLATFORM.
IT'S BEING SHIPPED ON A GUARDED TRAIN FOR A BIG UNVEILING CEREMONY.
- HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
- BECAUSE WE'RE THE VIDEO GAME PROGRAMMERS WHO DESIGNED IT.
- [GASPS]
OH, THEY'RE-- THEY'RE SO--SO GEEKY.
- I DON'T UNDERSTAND. WHY DRESS UP LIKE MONSTERS?
- EH. WE DO IT TO BLOW OFF STEAM.
- OUR JOB CAN BE VERY STRESSFUL.
- SO WE TEND TO BURY OURSELVES IN ALTERNATE PERSONAS.
- WE ALSO LIKE THE WAY CRUSHED VELVET
AND CURED ANIMAL HIDE FEELS AGAINST OUR SKIN.
- SOMETIMES, WHEN YOU'RE A GEEK,
AND IT'S ALL PEOPLE SEE...
BETTER TO WEAR A MASK.
- PHEW. THANK YOU.
- WAIT. SO YOU'RE NOT REALLY NOBLE MONSTERS?
YOU'RE JUST ORDINARY VIDEO GAME NERDS?
[LAUGHS] AWESOME!
- HMMPH!
- I MEAN, UM, HEY, GANG, WE'VE GOT A TRAIN TO CATCH!
[HORN TOOTS]
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]
[ENGINES REVVING]
[WHEELS CLACKING]
- THERE IT IS!
[TIRES SQUEAL] - [ALL GASP]
[SCREAMING]
- CRAZY DRIVING THERE, FREDRICK.
- THANKS. AND IT'S FRED, UNLESS WE'RE DATING. THEN IT'S FREDDY.
- LOOK! THERE HE IS!
- LET'S GET HIM.
- HEY! I WAS GOING TO SAY THAT.
- [SNORING]
- [BOTH GASP]
- THE SWORDFISH GAMING CONSOLE.
Both: SHINY!
- I WOULDN'T DO THAT IF I WERE YOU.
THOSE ARE BRAIN-MELTING BUNKER BUSTERS.
- [BOTH GULP] - GOOD TIP.
[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWS]
- WHERE'S THE ENGINEER?
- OVER HERE!
- [GROANS]
- HE'S NOT GOING TO BE MUCH HELP. LOOK!
- SORRY, ODNARB. I GOT THIS ONE.
[GRUNTING]
- [BOTH GRUNTING]
- [ALL GRUNTING]
- [GASPS]
THE BRAKE! FOOG, PULL THAT LEVER!
- [GRUNTS]
[SCREAMS]
OOPS.
- [GRUNTS]
- [ALL CHEER]
[SQUEAKING]
- [GRUNTS]
- THAT WAS CLOSE.
- OK. LET'S SEE WHO WAS TRYING TO GIVE THE WILD BROOD A BAD NAME.
All: ANOTHER GEEK?
The Wild Brood: MAXWELL?
- LIKE, WHO'S MAXWELL?
- HE WORKS IN THE COPY ROOM AT OUR GAMING COMPANY.
MAXWELL, WHY?
- WHY? I'LL TELL YOU WHY.
YOU ALL THOUGHT YOU WERE SO COOL.
YOU NEVER LET ME JOIN IN THE BETA TESTING
OF ANY OF YOUR NEW VIDEO GAMES.
NO, I WAS JUST THE LOWLY COPY BOY.
SO I SOUGHT MY REVENGE.
I MADE A WILD BROOD COSTUME OF MY OWN.
FROM THAT POINT ON, ALL I HAD TO DO WAS STEAL A ROCKET LAUNCHER,
GRAB SOMEONE TO HACK THE COMPUTER TO DIVERT THE TRAIN,
REROUTE SAID TRAIN,
BOARD THE TRAIN FROM A MOVING MOTORCYCLE,
DEFEAT THE TRAIN'S SECURITY SYSTEM,
BLOW UP THE BRIDGE THE TRAIN WAS ON,
WHICH WOULD CAUSE THE SWORDFISH CONSOLE TO BE DESTROYED
IN A MASSIVE TRAIN WRECK, RUINING YOUR CAREERS
AND HOPEFULLY GIVING RISE TO MY OWN IN THE PROCESS.
SIMPLE!
- DUDE. SERIOUSLY?
- OVERKILL, HUH?
WELL, IT MIGHT HAVE WORKED, IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU...
MEDDLING KIDS. AM I RIGHT?
All: UH, NO.
- DON'T THINK SO. - NO, NOT REALLY.
- [GROANS]
- AND KEEP THAT MASK ON.
YOU GEEKS FREAK ME OUT WITHOUT THEM.
[SIREN]
- DON'T BE SO HARD ON YOURSELF.
YOU TRIED TO DO A VERY BRAVE THING.
- NO, ODNARB WAS THE BRAVE ONE. HE SAVED US ALL.
- GO AHEAD. HANG WITH HIM, DAPH.
[SIGHS]
- WE'VE GOT TO GET BACK TO OUR RENDER FARM.
BUT I WAS THINKING...
MAYBE ONE LAST RIDE?
I'LL LET YOU HOLD ONTO MY JACKET.
IT'S GENUINE ELF THIGH.
- OH. NO THANKS, OD.
YOU'RE AWESOME WITH ALL YOUR DEEP THOUGHTS
AND POETICAL NOBILITY AND STUFF.
BUT MY HEART HAS ALWAYS BEEN WITH FREDDY.
MWAH.
- YES! IN YOUR FACE, ODNARB,
OR WHOEVER YOU ARE.
SHE DIGS ME.
SHE...DIGS...ME!
SHE DIGS ME!
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