Previously on Mystery Incorporated...
Nooo!
The first and second key. To what and why I don't know.
Tercero llave.
It's the third key.
Nibiru is coming!
The more I research this Nibiru, the less I think I know.
It must have something to do with the treasure buried under Crystal Cove.
I don't know, honey.
This doesn't look like the Crystal Cove from the brochure.
We might be lost.
As usual.
Come on, you call this lost?
We're not lost. We're on an adventure.
Adventures are stupid.
A man!
A giant man!
Stand and deliver.
I'm the Dandy Highwayman.
And this is a robbery.
All I have is my wedding ring.
I'm afraid it's not worth much. Hmm.
Uh...
But you're welcome to it.
A treasure, my lady.
And I do trust you're having a splendid holiday.
Me? You want to know how I am?
Quite so.
Listening to you talk about your day,
your dreams, and your desires
will be sweet nectar to my ears.
Oh, my.
Begging your pardon, my lady.
But will you care to accompany me?
Me? Now? Ok.
Did mom just take off with some kind of road pirate?
Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed. com
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
Oh, Nova. Hee hee.
To us.
Huh?
Keep eating, my little love muffin.
I'll get it.
All right, all right. Hold your horses.
Aah!
Huh?
Aah!
Oh?
Oh, Nova, it was terrible.
You, me, bad robots.
I hate nightmares!
Nibiru.
Nibiru is coming.
Nova, no!
Guys!
Aah!
Huh?
Too many doughnuts before bedtime.
Um, mom, why do we have a dynamite shed?
Oh, sweetie, everybody knows blasting
is the cheapest way to make a pool.
Uh-huh.
I just know I'm gonna regret asking this,
but who is that?
Oh, that's pool boy.
I know hiring him may have been a bit premature,
but just look at him.
And he has the most charming British accent.
And on that note, I'm going to Daphne's.
Daphne Blake of the Blakes?
The very rich Blakes?
- That would be the one. - Brilliant.
I just love that accent.
Thanks, mom. I really appreciate it.
There's the sweetest purple dress I saw at the mall.
Freddy's just going to love it.
Oh, Daphne, don't be silly.
You know your father's money is our money.
Oh, I only need a little.
A little?
I just don't know
where I went wrong with that girl.
I just love the mall.
Velma, I saw the cutest little pashmina
that would look perfect on you.
Heh. I don't even know what that means.
Like, Scooby-Doo and I love the mall.
I mean, dude, can you say food court-apalooza?
Of course.
Food...
I can't say it, but I still love it.
Hee hee hee.
Jinkies!
What happened here?
Like, is it me,
or is this giving anyone else the creeps?
Me! Me! I got the super creeps.
Look, someone's up there.
What?
Do you Mystery dorks have some kind of radar
in that van of yours that smells trouble?
No, but what a great idea.
Sheriff, what happened?
Was there some kind of pileup?
According to my eye witness,
some guy in a patriot hat is running around town robbing people.
Then he puts some kind of evil spell on their women folk
with this kooky English accent of his and rides off with them.
He calls himself the Dandy Highwayman.
Marsha!
Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!
Looks like we got another man down.
Sometimes the things I see on this job,
they don't sit easy.
Hmm. The Dandy Highwayman?
Well, gang, it looks like we've got another mystery on our hands.
I wonder where the Highwayman's going to strike next?
Well, Nan,
here we are on our Hawaiian vacation.
Just like I promised.
Oh, Barty, it's perf.
None of those annoying tourists to deal with like last time.
Like I always say, dear,
why leave home when you're rich?
Regular people are just so noisy.
Barty, this is not the time for romance.
I still have to sun my back.
Oh, Nan, you know me better than that.
It's not Tuesday.
Uhh!
Ahh! Ahh!
Stand and deliver.
The Dandy Highwayman
made my Nan empty the safe
into this big black bag he had.
And then... then he got on his bike,
held his hand out to my Nan, and...
It was terrifying, I tell you.
It was like she was possessed.
My beautiful Nan.
I lost her, and I wasn't even trying this time.
That's how it happened to me.
He brainwashed my girl, too.
My Sally got the spell put on her just like that.
I can't go on without my wife.
I'm hungry. I'm really hungry.
Settle down. Settle down, people.
Let's get some control here.
We're men. We're tough.
We're warriors.
We can survive anything.
This is a robbery.
Stand and deliver.
Put all your valuables in this bag.
My only valuable is Scoob.
Nu-uh. I'm not getting in there, no way.
It is such an honor to meet you, Mayor Nettles.
It is not every day one has the opportunity
to be in the presence of such a powerful
and yet ravishingly beautiful woman.
I would love to hear the story of your life.
Mmm.
How you grew up, how you came to be mayor,
everything.
Every little detail
and every emotion that came along with it.
What's going on out there? What's happening?
Won't you please join me, Madame Mayor?
Oh, take one of these other losers' women.
Leave my Janet Mayor Nettles alone.
Janet, no!
You Mystery geeks have to get her back.
I feel a full body anxiety cramp coming on.
You can count on us, sheriff.
Gang, let's get this Dandy Highwayman
off the street before he gets his hands on our girl.
Oh, Freddy.
Thanks. Really feeling the love.
Excuse me.
Oh, uh, yes?
We were wondering if you have any books
on someone called the Dandy Highwayman?
The Dandy Highwayman?
Hmm. Let me see.
You want the dashing debonair rogue section.
Right between the swarthy scoundrel and the exuberant imp.
Oh, I can't stand it anymore.
Ohh?
Hmm.
Huh?
Nova?
Hmm?
Welcome to the sitting room, Scooby-Doo.
Ahh!
Look at this.
What?
I said, "Look at this."
All the books on dashing rogues and debonair thieves
have been checked out by the woman that have been abducted.
And check this out.
It's a members list for a book club
with all the ladies' names on it.
Look, Daph, your mom's on here.
Book club? My mom hates to read,
unless it's a shopping catalogue.
Where did this come from?
"Cuarto llave."
It's the fourth key.
Guys, I don't think it was any accident
that we found this.
But why here?
And how does it tie into the Dandy Highwayman?
All I know is we have to come up with some answers fast,
or I might never see my mother again.
I've got it! I've got the perfect plan
to trap this Dandy Highwayman.
Like, we're just a couple
of helpless, beautiful rich women.
Yeah.
We're crazy rich. Heh heh.
And all alone.
So lonely.
That Dandy Highwayman's never gonna be able
to resist stranded, beautiful rich women
on the side of the road.
Yeah, well, maybe you better take a closer look
at your beautiful women.
Grr. These pantyhose are itchy.
Fred, I think we need a plan "B."
Maybe Velma and I could go out there and...
Nope. No way. Not happening.
After everything we've been through, Daphne.
I just got you back. There is no way that Dandy Highwayman
is getting anywhere near my woman.
Oh, Freddy. That's so romantic.
Besides, you know how weak and vulnerable you get.
You're the easiest kind of bait.
Remember the... Daph?
Daphne?
She was right here.
Daphne!
Daphne, hold on.
I'm coming to save you.
Whoa.
Daphne!
Daphne, no!
Velm, could you drive any slower?
Yeah. Shaggy's grandma drives faster.
I'm not driving slowly.
It's called being cautious.
Did you know that 33% of all accidents happen
when you're just minutes away from your house?
Like, we've been minutes away from your house for the last hour.
This upholstery still has my Daphne's sweet scent on it.
Oh, Daphne.
Why? Why?
Oh, brother.
Guys, I think we're looking at our Dandy Highwayman.
It makes perfect sense.
He has a British accent
and he has nothing but time on his hands.
Pool boy literally has nowhere to be
and nothing to do.
It's pathetic.
Nowhere to be and nothing to do?
Hee hee. That guy's living my dream.
Yeah. Pool boy's a genius.
I hope I'm not disturbing you.
I just thought you might wish to talk.
What made you think that?
Well, you are a woman.
You see, I understand such things.
I as well love to share my innermost feelings.
The sound of a woman talking incessantly without end
is sweet music to my ears.
No, I'm fine.
I can see you're still adjusting to being here.
I shall leave you to your thoughts, my lady.
Do you hear that? It sounds like one of Daphne's sweet muling coos.
Or it was a beep.
Coming from your pocket.
Daphne just texted me.
She says she's safe and she's got an idea
how to stop the Dandy Highwayman.
And so do I.
Excuse me. Mr. Dandy Highwayman?
I was wondering what happened to Mrs. Angie Dinkley?
I know not of this Mrs. Dinkley.
Should I?
Oh, yes. She is super rich.
Richer than me even.
Oh, and she just loves to read.
And talk. She is such a talker.
Oh, you would love her.
Thank you, Daphne.
I would hate for Mrs. Dinkley to feel left out of our little group.
Ladies, I shall return.
Mrs. Dinkley!
I have come!
Sorry, that's Miss Dinkley.
And I'm not going anywhere.
Shaggy, Scooby, now.
Aah!
Now let's see who this mysterious woman stealer really is.
The librarian?
Like, seriously?
But you're not even British.
I'm so confused. Why?
It's simple, really.
You spend a life reading about other people's exciting adventures
and never, never, never have one of your own.
It's awful.
I'm so lonely.
Jinkies. How did I miss that one?
I never really had any friends growing up.
All I had were my books.
For years I stayed in my room
and read about incredible adventures,
other people's adventures.
Then I got an idea.
I was going to become the Dandy Highwayman.
I was going to be the king of adventures
and adored by women everywhere.
I studied how to do an English accent.
I incorporated a motorcycle helmet
into my costume's hat
and practiced my motorcycle skills for hours and hours.
Then I discovered something unimaginable...
the key to a woman's total admiration and devotion.
All you have to do is pay attention to them when they're talking.
Crazy, isn't it?
It wasn't until I started to moderate the book club
that I learned how to listen.
From there, I actually became interested
in what women have to say.
Before long, I was fully engaged
in their desires and feelings.
I was living the dream.
And I would have gotten away with it
if it weren't for you meddling romance killers.
I'm not buying it for a second.
You put some kind of voodoo magic spell on them, you did.
Never. I just listened, that's all.
Except when the going got tough.
I had a little help.
These earplugs were the only magic I used.
I knew it! I knew there was some kind of trick involved.
Listening to women? Who ever heard of such a thing?
Jeepers. The librarian?
I kind of feel bad for him.
You know, he never really abducted the wives.
They said they went with him willingly
because he was mysteriously charming and...
We know, we know.
The whole listening and paying attention thing.
We get it already.
Whatever.
You know, Freddy,
that kidnapping really turned out to be a great experience for me.
I had the perfect man right at my fingertips.
And I didn't want him, Freddy.
I wanted you.
You bet, Daph. I'd love some ice cream.
Fred Jones, what are you talking about?
Were you even listening to a single word I said?
Yep, listening like a man.
I'm glad after all this,
that's what you came away with, Fred.
Awesome! Like, Velma, that's the best talk
we've had since we broke up.
Hmph.
Ohh!
Scooby-Doo.
The time has come.
She is here.
Nova?
I am not Nova.
I've only borrowed her body
so that I may bring you an urgent message.
Scooby-Doo, your life is in danger.
Huh?
I am of the Anunnaki,
interdimensional beings that visit the planet earth
every few thousand years.
We arrive at a time call Nibiru,
when the barriers between our worlds grow weak.
The Anunnaki have a great history of helping humans,
but we have no physical form and must inhabit animals.
This is why some animals, our descendants,
can talk and others cannot.
But not all Anunnaki are kind and good.
There are evil ones.
And the most evil one of all
is imprisoned beneath Crystal Cove
and must not be set free.
You must undo it, Scooby-Doo.
Undo it all.
Save yourself.
Save your friends.
Save the world.
Hmm? Hmm?
Uh, the cursed treasure is evil. Evil!
We have to destroy it.
Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed. com