Mr. E.
I put you in there
as my eyes and ears.
Well, um, Marcie,
remember how I brought you in to take Daphne's place?
Now that Daphne's back, I—we—
it's always been the 5 of us.
A team without hot dog water?
That was wrong move number two.
The planospheric disc.
There are 6 pieces. Where are the other 5?
Why did you come to Crystal Cove, Mr. Shepherd?
It was the cheese.
The cheese told me to come here.
To a future of unimaginable wealth.
To the treasure, for with it,
we shall rule the world.
Mountain climbing rules, brah!
I'm getting an unbelievable calf workout!
Righteous. Only one question—
why are you dressed up like Baron Von Dorkenstein?
Ignorant Ethan say what?
What? Uhh!
You're the ignoramus one, Gary.
Give me the team's lucky soccer ball.
It's my turn to bond with it.
I thought you bonded in the car.
Sure sounded like it. Mwah.
Uh, what was that?
Probably just your mom out here to tell you
you're late for being a bonehead.
No, you're late for being a bonehead.
So's your mom, and your mom's mom,
and her mom's—
Aah! Not the ball!
Away! Stay away!
As far as the wicked eye can see,
this wicked mountain belongs to me!
Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed. com
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
Guys! We heard what happened and rushed right over!
Why?
Because what happened to you
is a mystery. Isn't it?
The only mystery is how captain Fumblethumbs McMountaindork
lost the team's lucky soccer ball.
It wasn't my fault! The bag ripped!
It hurts my feelings that you think I did that on purpose, Ethan.
I... I'm sorry.
Psych! Ow.
My feelings are completely intact.
I... hate... you.
Guys, don't worry. Good ol' Freddy's here.
I'll get the ball back. What are friends for?
Dude, we've never been your friend.
I'd pay someone to make you leave you town again,
if my allowance was bigger.
You two, such kidders.
Come on. Come here.
For attacking Ethan and Gary,
we should find this monster and give her a medal.
Hey, Ethan and Gary aren't that bad.
- Yes, they are. - They mean well.
- No, they don't. - You're with me, right, Velma?
- It's a mystery, right? - I sure hope so,
because there isn't any other reason
to go to a place called scorpion Wells.
Like, are you sure this is a town?
It looks more like a place where old trailers come to die.
Huh?
Well, howdy there, folks!
Welcome to scorpion Wells!
Hey, how are you doing?
Name's Granny Snaggletooth.
This here's lobster man, bucket head Brenda,
and, uh, the hideous Ugly Jimmy...
Ahh.
He don't quite fit around here,
what with him being.. So deformed and all.
Hubba, hubba.
Uh, thank you,
strange and kindly desert folk.
We're investigating a mystery.
We'd like to ask a few questions, if you don't mind.
Don't mind at all,
long as this tall drink of water's doing the asking.
What's your name, handsome?
Like, Shaggy?
What would you all like to know?
How you got such broad shoulders
and that cute little dimple on your chin...
Don't look at me. I'm hideous!
Ms. Snaggletooth,
we're here because a couple of fellow students
recently fell off your mountain,
Mount Diabla.
Ooh!
What you want to go messing around on that mountain for?
Hmm?
Tell you what,
we having ourselves a barbecue tonight.
Stay and eat, and we'll tell you all about Mount Diabla,
and why you should just forget you ever heard of it.
Gee, Granny Snaggletooth, this is a lovely...
Tire fire.
Yep! Smoke gets the skin all nice and oily, don't it?
Flaming tire-roasted lizard on a stick?
Uh, no, thank you.
Suit yourselves.
So now that we're all friends,
what's the deal with Mount Diabla?
It's an evil, horrible place.
Now, don't you move.
I'm going to get me some more meat.
Dark Lilith protects Mount Diabla from all trespassers.
Nobody goes up there.
Like, what is that?
Dark Lilith!
Aah!
Seek not this mountain,
for if you do,
I will prove my threats are true,
forever in pain shall ye be
as I feast upon your life for all eternity.
Ha!
You brought the wrath of dark Lilith upon us
with all your fancy talk
of climbing that forbidden mountain!
Now, leave,
t'fore things get ugly.
- Huh? - You could still swing by my trailer
a little later on, Shaggy the man.
I'll show you how I can open dog food cans
with my fancy can opener tooth.
Like, eww.
Those poor people!
They can't help it.
- Their fear is very reasonable. - Huh?
Ugly Jimmy?
- Hubba, hubba. - Why are you here?
I want to help you kids solve the mystery of the dark Lilith
and get your lucky soccer ball back.
I'll guide you up Mount Diabla.
- But why? - I'm so tired!
Tired of living in fear of that horrible hag!
Granny Snaggletooth likes you, too?
No, Lilith. She needs to go away.
There's already enough fear in town,
thanks to my hideously ugly and tragically deformed face!
Look, Jimmy? About the whole ugly thing.
You really need to know—
We're happy to accept your help.
Hmm. Interesting.
Ugh. Mountain climbing hurts.
There's the summit.
Aah!
Ohh!
Boy, it sure is dark in here.
Hang on. I have a lantern.
Hey!
Jimmy!
All right! All right.
You got—you got me. I—I give up.
Who are you, and why did you attack us?
Who am I? That's a good question.
I—I call myself boron. Yeah.
Because I'm a... Uh...
Yeah. I remember. I'm a boron miner. Yeah!
Don't think I don't know you're up here to steal my man.
Hmmph! Stay where you are, honey.
I got these punks covered.
The lucky soccer ball!
You can't take him. He's the only man who ever loved me.
He feels my pain!
Don't worry. Nobody's taking anything.
Fred...
Now, Ms. boron—
Oh, please, call me boron.
Why did you attack scorpion Wells?
And where's your crazy flying demon woman costume?
Demon woman? That's not me.
That is the dark Lilith.
She's... evil!
It's her! Evil girl lives on his boat!
The mountain boat.
Quiet, old woman.
Since my warnings went unheeded,
now, your lives shall be deleted.
Honey!
Jimmy, no!
You aren't hurting my friends!
Whoa!
Poor Jimmy.
He saved us.
Weird.
There's a smell up here that reminds me of...
I don't know about you guys,
but I don't think Ugly Jimmy's bravery should go to waste.
Could you lead us to where dark Lilith lives?
We have to find her and stop her. For Jimmy.
Follow me.
Yonder she lives, in this boat.
Wow. Now, that is a mystery.
- Gang, is that... - An old Spanish galleon.
Like, what's it's doing on top of a mountain?
Boron, do you know why?
Boron?
Come on, gang.
Let's check it out.
How in the world did a ship get all the way up here?
Maybe this can tell us.
It's the ship's manifest.
The writing's in Español, but I aced honor's Spanish.
I can translate.
"I fear I may have doomed us all."
"After months of filling our hold..."
With treasure, we were about to set sail
when word was delivered of an even greater prize—
a sarcophagus of the purest crystal,
filled to the brim with black pearls of immense value.
A king's ransom!
The men and I were overtaken with a desire
to find this great treasure.
And after several months of searching,
find it we did.
What we didn't realize was that
the entity that dwelled inside that crystal sarcophagus
had been searching for us as well.
In our thirst for power and wealth,
we had discovered a terrible evil.
It preyed upon our fears,
driving us to commit... Horrible acts.
Finally, in an act of desperation
to stop what we had become,
I set the ship ashore on the mission coast,
in a cove we named after what we would soon bring there—
Crystal Cove.
Zoinks! Ha ha! Like, that means—
These are the conquistadors that founded our town!
The ones that disappeared!
I used the arcanical disc, the planisferico,
to map our location,
and we buried the evil treasure deep, deep underground.
Then, we broke the disc into 6 pieces and went our separate ways.
I concealed my piece aboard the ship
and artfully protected it by a large number of lethal mechanical devices.
I brought the ship here, to the top of this mountain,
to stay hidden forever.
It's signed Fernando El Aguirre,
captain of the "Santa Lucia" of Spain.
Jeepers! You know what this means?
The fifth piece of the planospheric disc is right here on this ship!
Then let's find it and get out of here
before that crazy chick shows up again! Hoo-hoo!
- Yeah! - Hold on.
My trappy sense is tingling.
Whoa!
Just as I thought!
This place is booby-trapped out the wazoo.
- How do we know where to look? - Easy, Scoob.
The traps themselves will lead us right to it.
Don't worry. I was born for this.
The piece must be in there!
As far as I can tell, it's clean.
Many thanks for all of your time,
but I take this now, as it is mine!
Aah! Get the piece!
Aah! Unh!
Whoa! Unh!
Oh, no, you don't.
- Hold on, gang! - Unh!
Like, Scooby-Doo, grab the wheel!
- Go left! - Left?
- Right. - Right? You said go left!
I said right, go left!
Right? Right.
No, left! Go left!
Huh?
Oh, no! Everybody, brace for impact!
Oy. That's a pain that's going to linger.
There's that smell again.
Of course.
Hot dog water.
Marcie! Wait!
Hello, Velma.
Why would you—wait.
Of course. Mr. E. You're still working for him.
But you couldn't outwit the captain's traps without Fred.
That's right. So humiliating
to have to rely on a guy.
I repurposed my old manticore outfit
and super helium technology to create the dark Lilith disguise.
Then, I lured Gary and Ethan here
by falsely telling them professional soccer players
worked their calf muscles on Mount Diabla.
I knew Fred would talk you guys into
investigating what happened to them.
Then, Fred could spring the traps,
and I could get the piece.
But you're a hard girl to fool, V.
I'm glad you recognized me.
Me, too. So,
how's this going to end?
Here.
Friendship should always come first, and—
well, you're the only friend I've ever had.
What about Mr. E?
He'll hunt you down and destroy you.
He'll have to catch me first.
See you around, Velma Dinkley.
Way to go, Velma!
I thought dark Lilith was going to end up
with the fifth piece for sure.
Where'd the evil lady go?
No idea. Flew away, I guess.
How about a little smooch for the road, Shaggity man?
Zoinks! Ooh! Like, how about not?
Hello, my friends.
- Ugly Jimmy? - Not any more,
thanks to the fall, they're calling me Handsome Jimmy now.
What do you think, Daphne?
II... Ugh.
I think I'm going to hork.
Huh?
Don't mind her, Jimmy.
I think you look great!
Thanks, Fred! And look what I found
falling down the mountain.
The lucky soccer ball!
Well, gang, with the 3 pieces we have,
the two pieces Pericles stole, that means there's—
Just one more piece to go.
Yeah, and why do I get the feeling
that even if we don't find number 6,
it'll end up finding us?
Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed. com