Previously on Mystery Incorporated...
The Hunters of Secrets.
They were the original group manipulated
by the evil entity
in hopes they would set him free
from his crystal sarcophogus.
Instead of setting the evil one free,
they were about to destroy it
with the heart of the jaguar.
Jinkies! After all we've been through,
only to find out that we've been manipulated by some evil entity.
What are we gonna do?
We have to find the heart of the jaguar.
Hi-hoo. Angie Dinkley speaking.
Angie! I mean, senora Dinkley.
It is I, Enrique.
It's Professor Andelusossa.
I have found it.
I have found the temple of the dark altar.
Has he got it? Does he have the heart of the jaguar?
All my research indicates the sacred spirit
is located underneath this temple.
Ooh. Enrique, be careful.
Ha ha. Do not worry, señora.
There is nothing here but myself and the jungle.
I have nothing to fear.
I only must make sure this is the right temple.
Huh? Huh?
Enrique, what's going on?
Aah!
Enrique? Enrique!
Aah!
The jungle is consuming me.
Angie, I must tell you now before I am gone,
I... have always... loved you.
Oh!
Jinkies!
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Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
An ancient evil has been manipulating us all along.
It controlled our thoughts, our feelings.
Everything we know could be a lie...
Mystery Incorporated, your love of traps,
our entire relationship.
Oh, no, never.
Nothing could ever fake that feeling.
I really do so sincerely love traps.
And you.
Our love is real, Daph.
Oh, Freddie!
If some great big evil dude buried under Crystal Cove
has been controlling us, like, we have to question everything.
We've been best buds since you were a pup.
But, like, how do we even know we're really best buds?
Could not best buds do this?
Like, not in a gazillion years.
How do you know Professor Andelusossa anyway?
Is there something I should know?
Oh, no, sweetie. It was years and years
it was years and years before I ever met your father.
I was 16, spending a year aboard,
studying to be a flamenco dancer.
Enrique was a gardener's apprentice at one of the big resorts,
but he longed to become an explorer and antique dealer.
He had been so handsome and debonair.
He danced on the beach, dove the coral reefs.
Ooh!
But summer flings, they don't mean a thing.
But oh, oh, those summer nights.
They're very warm in the tropics.
Oy gevalt. I asked.
Oh, the Yucatan is just like I remembered it.
Hola. Chiquita bonita.
Muy bonita!
Beautiful girl,
please, take these flowers.
Oh, thank you.
Oh, no, no. For you, señorita.
Uh, thanks?
Targets identified.
They won't get away, you can count on it.
Operation nightmare is go.
This is Enrique's antique store.
Oh, my!
Like, I think someone's been looking for something.
Or this Mr. Andelusossa is a seriously sloppy hoarder.
Whatever attacked Enrique
must have been here, too.
Like, velma, why is there a picture of you
taken years before you were born?
Mom, it's you.
That explains the flowers.
Those men remembered you from all those years ago.
A pretty girls leaves quite an impression in the Yucatan.
What do you mean pretty?
You look just like me.
Yes, you were lucky not to get your father's looks.
Besides, true beauty is on the inside.
Just like cream filling.
I can taste the true beauty.
Terrible. Terrible monster!
Huh?
Hi, there. We're looking for Professor Andelusossa.
Why don't you ask her?
Angie Dinkley, the temptress who has stolen my Enrique.
Ugh.
With one phone call, she sends him out into the jungle
like,
looking for some silly spear.
That silly spear is the heart of the jaguar.
It's the only thing that can save the world
from total and utter evil.
And save my girlfriend, too.
That's why we need to find your husband.
You leave my husband alone,
or you will pay dearly.
All of you!
Well, I guess we should be going.
Ok, gang, start looking.
What are we looking for, exactly?
Clue-shaped things.
Like, there's a million of them.
It's a regular clue disco in here.
I found something.
What is it?
Never mind.
It's nothing.
Move along, move along.
Look, there must have been a map here.
But, sweetie, how are we going to find out where it led?
See, here's where we are now.
Professor's research led him along the Apacu River.
The last flag is precisely here.
That's where the temple must be.
Way to catch up, mom.
All we have to do now is go to the temple,
find Enrique, and get the ancient spear.
Trust us, it's never that simple.
Huh?
Like, see what we mean?
Aah!
Uhh! Aah!
Shaggy!
Huh?
We've got to get free.
Like, hurry, or I'll be saving a lot of money
on shoes and gloves.
Scooby, throw me that sword!
Whoa-oh-oh!
Hear my curse...
do not enter the jungle or you will all be doomed!
Especially you!
Who, me?
No, her!
Oh, thank goodness!
Well, I think we know what brought the Professor.
Yeah, and what's waiting for us at that temple.
T-t-t-temple?
Did you hear what that scary priestess just said
about being doomed if we go in the jungle?
Yeah! And she seemed to know what she was talking about.
Guys, we're Mystery Incorporated!
Intimidating tactics don't work on us.
Oh, yes, they do!
Hmm. Interesting.
Fred, honey, would you mind bringing these canisters along?
I think they may come in handy.
Sure thing, Mrs. Velma's mom.
This is the life.
Deep in the jungle, the promise of adventure,
the river rushing by.
They bite me, I bite 'em back.
Whoo.
We're getting close. Just keep following the river.
What's that?
That's Enrique's boat!
Mom, how could you possibly know that?
Well, it is called "The Angie".
The priestess must have attacked Professor Andelusossa
on the river and caused him to crash.
There's something strange about these vines.
Abandon ship!
Oh!
Darn! Oh, well! I guess we'll just have to go back!
No, we're going forward. On foot! This way.
Targets moving through jungle on foot.
Operation nightmare continues.
Local legend has it that this tomb is the burial place
of the Hunters of Secrets.
The heart of the jaguar should be buried here with them.
Raggy, this looks just like the temple from our dream.
Like, don't remind me, Scoob! Ooh-hoo!
According to these hieroglyphs,
which fortunately I can read because I took a course
in long dead languages at the Crystal Cove learning annex,
this reads... "You must face your fears
to enter here."
Face. Hmm.
Hold up, Mrs. Velma's mom.
If I've learned anything from Dr. Rick Spartan's Online Adventure University,
it's that ancient burial tombs
are filled with diabolical traps!
Ooh! Oh, like, lucky us!
You said it, Shaggy.
This is going to be the best ever.
Oh, Freddie, you're so strong and self-assured.
That's so hot!
The heart of the jaguar.
This must be the right place.
Hmm. If I'm not mistaken,
this is an arc rights hidden net trap,
with patented pressure plate trigger.
Thanks, Fred.
A light-activated number three blow dart device.
Hmm, it's old school, but... whoo, effective.
Side-crushing compound trap, nice!
Hmm? Whoa!
Breath-sensitive spinning blades?
Textbook! All right, gang, hold your breath.
Stop, stop!
My shoe's untied.
The heart of the jaguar.
Ehh.
Hmm.
Hmm. I give it the Fred Jones
certified trap-free guarantee.
Like, go on, Scooby Doo. It's all yours, buddy!
Uh-oh!
No way was that spear trapped!
Everyone makes mistakes now and then, Freddie!
Whoa!
Yes! That is great news.
I knew that spirit wasn't trapped.
It's the priestess come to grind our bones into powder!
How dare you come to this hallowed place
and disrupt the sacred spear!
We... we only wanted to borrow it.
Like, we promise that we're going to put it back.
As soon as we destroy an ancient evil entity with it!
You came only for the spear?
Do not you wish to find out where we came upon Professor Andelusossa?
I totally forgot about that guy.
Then you will perish!
- Especially you! - Whoa!
Mom!
D-dear, get the canisters!
10-4, Velma's mom.
Yahh!
What is that stuff?
Ch3co2.
He means ch3, co2.
Vinegar?
I've been using it for years in my garden.
Best organic weed killer I've found.
Mmm!
Pickled vine monster, delicious!
Like, Scoob, grab the spear
and let's skedoodle mucho pronto!
Ahh!
She's coming!
Whoa! Ah!
It's time to see who this ancient
jade mask wearing weirdo really is.
Professor Andelusossa?
Enrique!
It was staring us in the face all along.
When the men in the village thought I was my mom,
it was clear that no one was able to forget her over all these years.
Then there were the vines.
This plant isn't native to the Yucatan.
Only someone with a background in gardening
could have cultivated it and made it grow so quickly.
Professor Andelusossa's first job was as a gardener.
Finally, the vines on the boat had been tied to the wheel.
The boat had been scuttled to make it look like
the Professor had been attacked.
But why, Enrique?
For love. Angie,
when you left me that summer decades ago,
you took my heart with you.
Every night seems like I dreamed of you.
When you called asking about the heart of the jaguar,
I knew it was my only chance to lure you back...
and find out if you still cared for me.
So you decided to test her love
by crushing her with fast-growing killer plants!
Wow. That's exactly what I would have done.
Oh, Freddie. That's so romantic.
In your usual, unique kind of way.
And I would have gotten away with it, too,
if...
If you had really loved me.
Oh, Enrique, sweetie, that was all years ago.
There's only one man I ever truly loved,
and that's my husband, Mr. Dinkley.
Enrique, you are not a man!
You're a fool!
Daw! Ugh!
Mrs. Dinkley, you have won. You can have him!
- But I don't want him. - Then I'll take him!
Huh?
- Who are you? - Tomita Kaczynski.
Call sign: Ice princess.
I've been tracking you ever since you left Crystal Cove.
- Like, why? - Because I asked her to.
- Huh? - Huh?
Ranger Meadows?
Lieutenant Kaczynski is an old friend of mine
from fighter weapons school.
But why are you following us?
Well, it's kind of embarrassing,
but three days ago, I had a nightmare
that told me you were in trouble
and that I had to come to the Yucatan
to help you get some spear thingie.
The heart of the jaguar.
Yeah, that! I'm supposed to help you get it
back over the border and home to Crystal Cover.
Ok, that's it. I give up.
Grab your prisoner and let's haul.
I got a c130 waiting in an air strip 30 clicks from here.
Well, gang, let's go home.
We have an evil entity to destroy.
Dear, is something wrong?
Well, it's just that,
everything that's been happening lately,
I've always thought I could count on logic;
deductive reasoning, facts.
But all that's gone. I never believed
in the supernatural like you did, and...
Oh, sweetie, you were never wrong.
Believe in yourself.
Everything will work out just fine.
Now, come on. I've been wearing
the same girdle for five days in the jungle,
and I really need to get a change of clothes.
Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed. com