[owl hooting]
[laughing]
Dylan, are you sure it's a good idea to go to an amusement park
after just getting out of the hospital?
I mean, we were kidnapped and manhandled
by a really mean man-crab.
I believe it's crab-handled, not manhandled.
And it was all bogus, remember? They caught the guy.
Creepy Spooky Terror Land is totally safe.
Besides, attendance is so bad
the tickets are super cheap.
Hey, hey.
Ride the Nauseator. No waiting, ever.
Oh!
(Brenda) Hey, this thing is pretty..
(both) Aah!
[groaning] Oh, my sternum.
Look at that view, Bren.
You can see all of Crystal Cove from here.
You're right, from up here
it doesn't look like such a scary place to live.
And maybe everything will turn out alright for us.
- Oh, Brenda. - Oh, Dylan.
[grunting]
Let's table our emotional embrace.
Totes. At least we're together...and safe.
[growling]
[both screaming]
(Manticore) These grounds are now the domain of the Manticore.
(Brenda) 'Aah!'
Hey, hey. Ride the Nauseator. No waiting, ever.
[theme music]
(Scooby) Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
[instrumental music]
[engine revving]
[beeping]
whirr whirr
[gasping]
If I'd known this was all it would take to get your attention
I'd have just rung the bell.
I wanna see Mr. E now.
click
[instrumental music]
The Mystery, Inc. kids have found a piece
of the planospheric disc.
(Mr. E) So, now, we know where two of the pieces are.
Good work, Angel.
Just remember, I'm working with you, not for you, E.
- I'm worried about those kids. - Why?
Pericles is loose...and that nutso parrot
might go after the piece, which puts them in danger
and us, if the former members of our club get wind of it.
'Don't worry, little Angel.'
The other two won't move a muscle
as long as Fred Jones is still alive.
Look, this isn't easy for me, but I need your help.
Our help? Dad.
Are we...bonding?
Look at me! I'm shaking!
Galloping gopher ponies, Fred. Don't get all girly on me.
I asked you here because
this Manticore problem may be my fault.
Your fault?
I was looking around the internet
for something that might help the park
when I found hauntedattractionsforsale.scare
advertising an ancient Persian temple haunted by a Manticore.
[giggling] Oh, come on.
Who buys a temple on the internet?
- Sorry, sir. - It was a deal.
I paid the owners of the temple
in leftover Que Horrifico t-shirts
and they shipped the temple up here.
Seemed like a good idea at the time to boost tourism
but now it appears that a Manticore
is actually eating tourists.
What can I say? Buyer's remorse.
We'll do it! We'll fix this for you.
I can't tell you what it means to me
that you're actually asking for our help.
'This is gonna be great, dad.'
'We'll go on team stakeouts together.'
We'll build traps together.
Yeah. I won't be taking part in any of that.
Understood.
But I know you'll be there in spirit.
Let's wrap this one up neat and fast, gang.
My dad's counting on us.
(male #1) 'We're running a special on our nefarious nachos.'
Where?
Sorry, mister. Which way did he say the nachos were?
Not now, Shaggy.
We're here to solidify my relationship with my father.
And save the amusement park.
I'm afraid Creepy Spooky Terror Land
may be beyond saving.
Oh, I'm the owner, Winslow Fleach
and this is my daughter.
Hot Dog Water.
Hello, Velma.
Hot Dog Water?
Is that some sort of nickname, honey?
Yeah, look, sometimes, I recycle the water
we boil the park's hot dogs in for bathing
to save money, but...heh.
It's okay, dad. We don't need to explain our ways.
Besides, Velma and I are old friends
from the science fair circuit.
Yeah. Sorry about beating you again this year.
Well...it might be the last science fair
you compete in, darling.
With the park going under
I'll never be able to pay for college.
It's that bad?
I've constructed a detailed financial model
taking into account 300 variables
and they all say the same thing.
Close the park, immediately.
Oh, no, no. Wait. Please.
Can't you just hold off a little while
and give us a chance to investigate?
Well, I suppose I can't get any more broke.
Alright.
Can we go investigate the nachos?
No, we're gonna start where this all started..
...the temple.
Like, we would have been better off
investigating the nachos.
You can learn a lot from
artificially flavored cheese sauce.
Slurp
Uh-huh!
Learning is yummy!
Guys, this temple is our only lead
and we shouldn't stop until we've seen every inch of..
...it.
You know, even for a place called Creepy Spooky Terror Land
this is pretty scary.
Look at those shadows up there.
'That's a perfect place for a trap.'
(Manticore) Be gone!
Or a Manticore.
[all screaming]
I will feast on your bones.
- Aah! - Ah!
Awesome!
My dad is gonna be stoked.
Hey, wait! Where are you going?
[snarling]
Faster!
Like, if we had gone to investigate the nachos
none of this would have happened.
Through here!
[growling]
- We lost it. - Guys, what are you doing?
Let's get back out there and catch that thing.
What we need is bait.
Who here has the most delicious bones?
- Freddy! - Hey, gang, look at this.
They turned this temple into an amusement park ride, remember?
All we have to do is ride the ride
and get off at the exit.
Like, already on it. Hop in, everybody.
Scooby-Doo, hit the power.
You got it.
whirr
(Shaggy) Ahh. This is, like, the only way to get away from monsters.
[growling]
On second thought, there's probably a better way!
Aah!
bam
Aah!
[screaming]
[gasping]
(Velma) 'Everybody, get ready!'
Jump!
[snarling]
Infernal contraption!
Release me!
(Shaggy) That was, like, way too close!
Tell me about it. Phew!
We're gonna have to get closer
if we're gonna solve this mystery.
First, we need to find out more about this temple my dad bought.
(Angel) 'A mana-what?'
Manticore, it's got the body of a lion
dragon wings, scorpion tail, and a terrifying man face.
My dad bought it with some t-shirts online.
Outsourcing monsters. Sounds like the mayor.
What was the name of that site?
Oh, yeah, hauntedattractionsforsale.scare.
Here it is.
Hmm, looks like the temple was
the last thing they had to sell. It says they're closed.
It says a lot more than that. This website is a fake.
Like, how can you tell?
All these photos of so-called haunted attractions?
Don't they look familiar?
Hey, that's not a life-sized, possessed tribal idol
it's the Statue of Liberty.
Someone went to a lot of trouble to put this site together.
Someone with serious computer expertise.
I'm starting to think we might not be
dealing with a real Manticore here.
I think you're right, Daphne.
You and Velma and I better go back to my dad's office
and ask some more questions.
Shaggy, you and Scooby head over
to Creepy Spooky Terror Land.
There may be more clues there.
- Great. - Great.
And don't start with the nachos.
- Aww! - Aww! Shoot!
Hang back a second, girl.
You tell the rest of the gang about our little secret?
You mean that your real name is Cassidy Williams
and you're an original member of Mystery Incorporated?
No, I haven't
because you said you were going to do it.
Soon as things are safe, baby.
Which reminds me, you still have that weird piece of disc
you found in the old Darrow Mansion?
Fred has it. He hid it somewhere.
Good. As long as it's safe.
Safe from whom?
Child, it's best right now
if you didn't know the answer to that.
[birds chirping]
Dad.
What are you doing?
Oh, oh, just, uh
just studying plans for my mayoral library
that will be built after my term's over.
Um, only Presidents get libraries
when their terms end, sir.
Yes. That's why I'm voting "no" on the library.
So, have you solved my Manticore problem?
Mr. Mayor, we were wondering, did someone tell you
about the website you used to buy the temple?
No, I just typed "haunted attractions"
into the search engine.
And you didn't notice anything unusual about the website?
Umm, no.
Well, if you think of anything
you'll call me. Right, dad?
Sure. You or Velma. Probably Velma.
Just keep working on this Manticore thing, alright?
You got it, dad.
[instrumental music]
Well, like, I guess there's no clues in the cotton candy.
Nope! Just sugary goodness.
What other snacks can we investigate
that aren't, like, nachos?
(Scooby-Doo) 'Those churros look suspicious.'
Good spotting, Scooby-Doo.
Let's interrogate them in our bellies.
[both sniffing]
Eww. You smell that, Scoob?
Ew, I just lost my appetite.
How many plushie char-gar gothicon dolls
do we still have to get rid of?
About 5,000.
[sighing]
We'll give away five with every churro purchased.
Good plan, dad.
Especially since Velma and her friends
haven't been able to solve our Manticore problem.
Hot Dog Water's right.
We need to focus. Concentrate.
Yeah. Let's find some clues.
[sniffing]
Phew.
Yeah. This is, like, hard work.
How about a break, Scoob?
Okay. Whoo-hoo!
Roller coaster!
Actually, this is, like, as good of a place
to search for clues as anywhere else.
Good point, Raggy.
I mean, who's to say that up here
we won't find some sign of the..
Ohh!
(Both) Manticore!
[laughing]
Farewell, mortals.
[screaming]
[grunting]
[snarling]
[growling]
[laughing]
Once again, to your doom.
Scoob! This isn't good!
No. Not good.
But this is worse!
[both screaming]
[screaming]
bang
[groaning]
Oh, thank goodness you're alive!
By the way, you owe me for those three rides.
[all gasping]
What happened, you guys?
It was, like, the Manticore!
Yeah. He grabbed us.
What's with the voices, you two?
You sound like you've been sucking on helium balloons.
Maybe this is what happens when you inhale too much Manticore.
- Hmm. - That's it.
I am closing this park right this very second.
Good idea, dad.
I can't stand seeing you like this
and we don't want anyone else to get hurt.
No way! I'm not letting you shut down Creepy Spooky Terror Land.
(all) Huh?
My father wants this park to succeed
and he's counting on me and my friends
to help make sure that that happens.
And I am not gonna let him down
especially now that we've become so close.
It sounds like you've got a plan, Freddy.
I do. I know just what we need to trap this Manticore.
(Fred) 'Okay, while Daphne, Shaggy, and Scooby are prepping'
the Manticore bait, we just need to grab a few things.
- Like? - Rope, a stapler.
Tennis rackets, and four pounds of halibut.
Uh, the halibut's in my room for emergency reasons.
Velma, you get that, and I'll get the rest.
Mayor Jones?
Oh! Aha. Ahh, Velma.
I was just, um, looking for my receipt for that crazy temple.
In Fred's drawers?
Yes. Well, it's always the last place you look.
Isn't that what they say?
But, unfortunately, not here. Excuse me.
Got 'em. Good. Let's go.
Fred, just curious.
You know that disc piece we found?
What did you do with it?
Huh? Oh. I-I gave it to Shaggy and Scooby.
You what?
Well, they're the last people anyone would suspect
of having anything important, right?
Wow. That's actually kind of genius.
Sometimes you astound me, Freddy Jones.
I can't take much more of this.
Me neither.
This is the last of the nacho cheese, guys.
You can't eat this coating.
You guys look perfect!
[groaning]
Why are we, like, doing this again?
Well, as everyone knows
Manticores have a legendary fondness for human flesh.
The halibut and spicy cheese sauce?
It's kinda my own special touch.
Must not lick self.
Must be..
...s-s-strong.
You guys will walk back and forth in front of the temple
luring the Manticore out.
Then, we'll bash it with tennis rackets
and staple its wings to the ground. Sound good?
[slurping]
Oh. Like, oops.
Now, what are we going..
[sniffing] You guys smell that?
- Smells like.. - Manticore!
- No, Wait. I got it-- - Move!
[snarling]
Aah!
(Fred) 'Daphne!'
[screaming]
[grunting]
Uhh!
[screaming]
Oh! Oh!
Aah!
[grunting]
Gotcha! Oh!
Got you!
[all grunting]
Well, like, who's gonna get me?
[all screaming]
I'll save you, Shaggy!
[grunting]
Ohh.
Yeah! Ride 'em, Scooby-Doo!
Thanks! I'm trying!
[snarling]
You are doomed, flea-covered one! Doomed!
Whoa!
- Aah! - Aah!
No, fool!
[screaming] No!
thud
bang
[coughing]
fiss
Look at that! Are Manticores double-jointed?
This is no Manticore, Daphne.
This is..
(all) Hot Dog Water!
Just as I suspected.
It totally makes sense when you put the clues together.
Someone with computer skills had to make that fake website
and Hot Dog Water has those skills.
And remember, just before the Manticore attacked
I smelled something familiar.
It was briny, greasy hot dog water.
But what I don't know is why Shaggy and Scooby
had such high voices after you attacked them before
or why you'd want this amusement park to close so badly.
How could you know?
Your intellect is so far inferior to mine.
It all started on a boring Friday night
when I didn't have a date.
Hard to imagine.
I decided to run some experiments
on the steel used to build the park's rides.
I found that if you melted the steel down
and combined it with Chromium, Stalagnite
and Mercury Phosphate, it created a kind of super helium.
Shaggy and Scooby must have inhaled some helium gas
from the Manticore's posterior relief hole.
That's why their voices were so high.
I figured if I could get the park to close
I could take all the steel, melt it down
and sell the super helium to the Australian zeppelin fleet.
I'd have made a fortune
and shown you up in the process, Velma.
Another mystery solved.
It still seems like something's missing.
"Meddling kids and their dog will foil your plan."
Yep. That would be it.
[siren blaring]
I know who has the planospheric disc piece
but not where.
Speak.
I put a bug on Velma when I saw her earlier.
She didn't suspect a thing.
Later, I heard Fred tell her
that Shaggy and Scooby have the piece.
But he didn't say anything more than that.
He told Velma and us enough.
Everything will work out just fine.
You see, Scooby is a far more trusting companion
than Pericles was to me.
[theme music]