Previously on Mystery, Incorporated..
Are you aware that grandma moonbeam's nature slivers
are manufactured by Destroido,
and every bite you take supports
the biggest polluter in Crystal Cove?
What's the problem here,
Avocados?
That's... Avocados.
His father Theodore Avocados was mayor once.
The one who was arrested for diamond theft,
even though the diamond was never found.
He really was the thief.
The confession is right here in black and white.
Ahh, Cassidy.
She will need to be silenced... Forever.
I'm sure she got out.
She saved us.
This looks like a good spot...
For my smoker.
Are you sure it's safe?
Air quality acceptable.
Atmospheric ionization, let me see...
Ahh. Good. Only dangerous to small vertebrates.
Minimal nuclear fallout.
Check. We're good to go.
I can't believe your father used to bring you up here.
Well, it was different back then.
No sinkholes, acid geysers.
We didn't need the masks.
But like Destroido says in their commercials,
we have to pay a price for progress.
This is Destroido's doing?
Well, who else would be willing
to rip the natural elements out of mother earth
so that we could buy sustainable light bulbs?
- What was that? - Probably mad zombies.
Nothing to worry about. Now, let's talk meat.
Oh!
Werner Herzog, what is that thing?
Keep moving, little lass!
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Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
It's called the Scarebear,
and it's been terrorizing campers all summer long.
And sheriffs. Don't forget sheriffs.
The width of the shoulders is about 28.2 inches,
almost 50% wider than the normal human man,
which indicates this is a mutant bear.
I don't care what it is.
This creature is ruining what is left of our campgrounds.
I want it stopped. But there is a problem.
The Scarebear is now on Destroido land,
and Destroido has no interest in stopping it...
which means that the sheriff can't investigate.
- Why not? - Destroido declared
corporate sovereignty,
so the only legal authority they follow is their own.
They don't pay taxes, and they don't have to listen to the sheriff.
Like, you want us to do this with no help at all from the law?
We're in!
No way!
They have 3 pieces of the planospheric disc.
We have 3 pieces.
Do you know what this means?
We each have 3 pieces?
- Well summarized, Brad. - Thanks, Judy.
It means, dummkopfs,
that we need their 3 pieces so that we can assemble the disc.
We have to find out which member of the gang is keeping the pieces.
And since your son is a key member of the new Mystery, Incorporated...
You want us to find the pieces!
Uh, yes.
We'd sure be glad to help,
- wouldn't we, Judy? - Sure would, Brad.
Getting the pieces away from Freddy
makes it safer for him, too, so win-win!
We do have one potential problem... Cassidy.
Cassidy won't be an impediment anymore.
Huh?
Ohh!
Aww.
Isn't the moon beautiful tonight? It seems so big.
Yeah. Remember when we used to stare at the moon
until our corneas were burned?
What did those doctors who fixed us call it?
Moon blindness.
Sure was romantic.
Fred, I have something to tell you.
I... aah!
Daphne! Aah!
Ohh!
Velma, analysis!
Jinkies.
It's lithium.
Is that what Destroido is, like, mining?
Probably. Lithium is very toxic,
which explains the destruction.
I'll take more samples. Then we can...
Where are we?
It looks like an avocado orchard.
Ooh. Guacamole.
Lithium. Toxic.
See what it's doing to the Avocados?
Look, tracks!
Huh?
George Avocados?
That's Avocados, you delinquent.
What are you doing on my land?
Like, dude, this is your land?
My family has farmed avocados on this land for generations.
Because you horrid children unmasked my dear father
as a diamond thief,
my reputation has been besmirched,
forcing me to work my fingers to the bone
so I can keep myself in the wealthy manner
to which I have become accustomed.
You know, if you're looking to make some money,
I bet you could sell that coat for...
- Hmm. - Huh?
Uh, is that normal avocado behavior?
Destroido! They're ruining my crops,
and there's nothing I can do about it!
- Why not? - Because, dim young man,
Destroido won't even allow me onto their property
without a Destroido passport,
which only they can issue.
Now, get off my land.
- Like, where'd Scoob go? - There he is.
Shaggy! Look!
A Destroido security badge.
Someone must have dropped this.
Looks like we have an all-access pass to the Destroido labs.
I have disrupted all cell phone and wireless reception.
Pericles, what do you see?
Curious. I do not find the signature of the discs
with my invasive gadget.
We're on it. Ready, Judy?
As ever, Brad.
Brad, look. Freddy is so cute in this picture.
Why do you have lab coats?
For emergency forensic work.
Besides, there's bound to be a lot of goo,
and I don't want to ruin another turtleneck.
Like, we have the lab coats and the badge.
Now, we just need a plan.
It's a research lab, so we'll need a research project.
What could we use? Think, gang.
Huh? What?
They're going to use their strange dog as entree into Destroido labs.
Are they? How convenient!
We will set a trap for them, detain them long enough
to give us time to search for the pieces.
Yecch.
It's an Exmo 3000 series 5-d.
Heh. I should be able to crack the entry code, but...
I'll need a little time.
Or maybe it's unlocked.
Jinkies.
Someone is uploading Destroido files to another server.
Let's see if I can decrypt the files.
Huh?
Oi. Computer crash. I'll reboot.
- Yes, sir. - Fuhrman, I've been alerted
that there's going to be a break-in at the lab tonight.
I want you to lock it down immediately.
We're pretty busy in here tonight, sir.
A lot of scientists.
Give them free passes to the salad bar
and lock it down!
Yes, sir.
Attention. Possible breach.
Security, lock down the facility.
I repeat, lock down the facility.
Like, we've got to get out of here, pronto.
Run!
Quick thinking, Scoob!
Let's go!
If the Scarebear is able to get into the Destroido lab,
then it has access to Destroido.
We need to figure out how.
Someone's coming.
It's George Avocados.
I believe that would be Avocados.
He lied. He said he couldn't get onto Destroido land.
Avocados must be the Scarebear.
We have to tell the sheriff.
Sheriff Stone! We have some infor...
Huh?
Well, hello,
Mystery, Incorporated.
Mr. Owens here says
that you kids broke into Destroido
and destroyed the lab.
And as usual,
I am inclined to agree.
Arrest them!
Now hold on, sheriff.
We've yet to see any evidence of his claim.
No problem I have the surveillance footage
of their vandalism right here.
Oh! Well,
too bad the sheriff doesn't own a DVD player.
Sure I do! I just showed you that DVD of my...
Ohh!
No, I don't think you did.
Oh. Uh, yeah. Gotcha.
Uh, Mr. Owens, sorry. I guess I was wrong about that DVD player,
- and without evidence... - I understand.
This isn't over.
Well?
The sheriff wouldn't arrest the brats.
He's a dimwit.
This is not news.
It means we can't look for the pieces,
not with those kids getting in our way.
We will have to use stronger measures to deal with the kinder.
And that, I would enjoy a great deal.
We just don't know how the Scarebear is connected to Destroido.
And the files were encrypted,
so we don't know what was being uploaded
or where it was being uploaded to.
Well, it's obvious that the bear was doing it.
What?
The bear is connected to Destroido.
Somebody was stealing Destroido files.
Ergo, it's the bear. Tres simple.
It's a bear, a mutant bear.
I doubt very much that it has the dexterity
to type on a computer keyboard.
Evil can overcome physical deformities.
The Scarebear may not be a real mutant bear.
We suspect it's George Avocados.
We have to catch him. And the best way to catch
an avocado farmer masquerading as a rampaging wild mutant bear
is to set a trap.
But, like, where?
Destroido is having a charity ball tonight
for the victims of its products.
It would be the perfect time for the Scarebear to attack.
Come on, gang. We're on.
Fred's sure in his element with those traps.
I wish he'd be in his element with me.
Oops. I mean...
Wait. Are you two...
Back together?
No. Not yet. Maybe not ever.
But we'll see.
Daph! Bring me the spatulas!
What were you and Velma talking about?
Just girl stuff.
You know, romance and longing and life and love and...
Traps.
- We were talking about traps. - Awesome!
Fred, Avocados is here.
Run, Scoob!
Shaggy, Scooby, what is it?
- There's a... - Bomb...
Blue wire! Red wire!
Bomb!
Sheriff, there's a bomb over there!
Well, this was a fun ball, but it's time to go.
Let's run, shall we?
Or we could find George Avocados.
There he is!
- Freeze, Avocados! - What do you want?
Enough of your word games, trickster.
No doubt on your way to set off your bomb.
Watch him, gang.
He probably has his Scarebear suit on under his tux.
Unhand me! I'm no Scarebear,
and I don't know anything about a bomb.
But if you didn't set it, then who...
Gang, I don't think the Scarebear's going to disarm this bomb.
Bomb? I didn't set a bomb.
You can talk?
Of course I can talk.
Where's this bomb?
Mommy!
Spatulas!
- Spatulas? What is he... - Fred's trap.
Back away, everyone. I am all over this.
Yes! Yes!
My family's avocado farm!
Now, it's time to see who the Scarebear really is.
Benson Fuhrman?
That's right. And Fuhrman isn't my real name.
- It's Hairmore. - Why did you change it?
Isn't it obvious, man? Hairmore would give me away as the Scarebear. Duh.
All I wanted was to expose Destroido
for the sick, soul-destroying evil that it is.
Destroido ruins lives and pays the victims to keep quiet.
Well, this is one victim who won't remain quiet any longer.
How are you a victim? You look fine.
Do I, pretty Scarlet-headed temptress?
What if I told you that I am not, in fact, wearing a bear suit,
but I'm covered completely in animal hair?
Except for your face?
It would be covered, too, square-jawed, handsome young hero,
if I didn't have to shave every few hours
just to maintain my non-hirsute appearance.
You see, I purchased a bottle of gentle rain flower body wash for men,
a heavenly scent designed to bring the ladies running.
What I didn't know was that the company, musky farms,
is a division of Destroido,
and that there's a side effect.
When I contacted Destroido about the product turning me into a hairy bear-man,
the company acted as if what had happened to me was nothing.
They tried to pay me off.
Destroido ruined my life.
So I was determined to find evidence that their body wash was toxic.
I got the job as head of security
and created the Scarebear suit out of taxidermied bear parts.
I'm particularly proud of the claws
which I purchased from a school for gifted children.
I discovered that gentle rain flower was originally marketed
as a lawn growth fertilizer
that was so toxic, it destroyed an entire town.
They didn't even change the formula.
I was in the process of uploading
the incriminating files to my website
when you kids broke into my lab.
My plan was to finally expose Destroido tonight
at their own charity ball.
I wanted to show the entire world what they had done.
And I would have gotten away with it, too,
if it wasn't for you meddling, mutant animal-hating kids.
Gee. I feel kind of bad that we got in the way.
Destroido deserves to be exposed.
Unfortunately, since Destroido is its own sovereign nation,
I can't arrest anyone.
Oh, sheriff! You're wonderful!
- Huh? - I'll explain it later.
Like, speaking of explaining,
we still don't know who set the bomb.
They do not suspect us of having set the bomb.
Excellent.
Not so excellent, however,
is the fact that it didn't work.
That idiot trap fiend found a way to blow up my bomb,
and the gang walks free.
I would have destroyed my own company
to get those planospheric disc pieces.
These children are proving hard to handle.
We must find another way.
Perhaps somebody close who can betray the kinder
without them ever seeing it coming.
Of course. Brad and Judy.
Question is, will they be willing
to betray their only son?
Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed. com