The Scooby-Doo Show (1976) s01e15 Episode Script

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Keep it slow, Shaggy.
These streets are really slick.
lf this downpour keeps up
we'll need a periscope
to find our way home.
Yeah, periscope.
Okay, you two, enough with the laughs.
Keep your eyes and ears on the road.
Okay.
Shaggy, look out.
A black cat.
Well, l guess we'd better get busy
and change the tire.
You mean tires.
Shaggy's blown all four.
And we've only got one spare.
Thanks to your driving, Shaggy
we may have to spend
the whole night here.
My driving? l was only doing
10 miles an hour
and that black cat--
Look. Am l seeing things
or is Scooby eating up the road?
lce-cream pops?
What's a thousand Gop Sickles
doing in the middle or the road?
You mean, 999
998
997.
That skid wasn't Shaggy's fault after all.
The ice cream is slipperier than grease.
And twice as delicious.
Yeah, delicious.
Look.
An ice-cream company. Leave it to Shaggy
to crash into an ice-cream factory.
When l pick a place to crash
l pick a place to crash, huh, Scoob?
Yeah, crash.
Crash.
Maybe we can use their phone
to call for a tow truck.
We'll be with you in a minute.
As soon as we finish
chewing up the road.
We interrupt this program
to bring you a special news bulletin.
A Blinks armored car,
containing $2 million in cash
has mysteriously vanished.
Wow, $2 million.
That's over 10 million hamburgers,
complete with mustard.
Ketchup, onions, vanilla ice cream.
Vanilla ice cream on hamburgers?
Scooby, you are a genius.
l know.
Hey, you guys hear the news
about the disappearing armored car?
Yeah, but we have our own wheels
to worry about.
Come on, let's find a phone.
Are you sure
this is an ice-cream factory?
-Sure, why?
-My nose just sent a message to my brain
that informed my stomach
to tell my nose
-to say, ''l smell bacon.''
-Bacon?
And eggs.
Shaggy's right.
-Bacon.
-Scooby's right too.
-Eggs.
-Bacon and eggs in an ice-cream factory?
Something's wrong.
What's wrong
with bacon-and-eggs ice cream?
lt sounds super delicious.
Get going, Sherlock Bones.
Scooby-Dooby-Doo.
The bacon odor is coming from this room,
Scoob.
Eggs and bacon.
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
Right on, Scoob.
One flick of my talented wrist,
and l'll have them once over, lightly.
Just the way we like them.
What's the matter with you, Scoob?
You always have your eggs once over.
What's that?
Beats me.
Dang-blasted eyeglasses.
Must have walked into the egg bin again.
Gosh, mister, we're sorry about the eggs.
What's that about my legs?
He said we're sorry about the eggs.
Oh, eggs.
My eggs. l forgot all about them.
Dang-blast it.
Burned them to a cinder.
-French-fried cinders.
-Yeah, french-fried cinders.
Sorry we bothered you, mister.
But we'd like to use your phone.
Yeah, you're right, young feller.
There's no place like home.
Not home, phone.
Yeah, phone.
Oh, you want to phone home.
Well, l'll show you where it is.
l thought all you ice-cream makers quit
on account of them phantoms.
Phantoms?
What'd you say, lady?
He said, ''What phantoms?''
Mean, ugly, Technicolor phantoms
floating through the air.
A brown one, a white one
and a red one.
Brown, white and red phantoms?
Sounds like chocolate, vanilla
and strawberry ice cream.
Quit cold, they did. Every last worker.
The phantoms scared them off.
Phone's on the desk. So long.
Technicolor phantoms?
Do you buy that, Scoob?
Me neither. What an imagination.
l'll get some help.
You are doomed
if you do not depart these
grounds.
-Doomed?
-That's what the man said.
l don't know about you cats
but us chickens
are departing the grounds.
Yeah, departing.
Wait.
There's a mystery here to be solved.
A strawberry phantom.
l don't believe it.
Would you believe a chocolate one?
A vanilla phantom.
l think they're building a banana split.
But l'm not waiting around here
to find out.
First, ice-cream-flavored phantoms
and now, giant spiders.
What are you kids doing in here?
l've been asking myself
that same question.
That your van
that crashed through my door?
lt wasn't my fault.
-The street was full of Gop Sickles.
-And we skidded out of control.
l thought you were burglars.
An alarm rang in my house
when you busted the door.
l'm Avery Queen. l own this factory.
You mean, haunted factory.
Oh, you've seen the phantoms?
-All three.
-Chocolate, vanilla and strawberry.
They're horrible.
What's going on?
l wish l knew.
Those phantoms are ruining me.
Workers all quit.
Tons of ice cream
going to waste in the freezer.
That's the third truckload
of Gop Sickles
they dumped in the street.
Busted my leg cleaning up the first batch.
Chocolate phantom. Chocolate phantom.
Chocolate phantom? Are you sure?
-Where? Where?
-This is your last warning.
You are doomed
if you do not leave these grounds.
Doomed. Doomed. Doomed.
You and Daphne stay with Mr. Queen.
Shaggy and l will have a look around.
Good idea, Fred. You check here
Scooby and l will check
inside the Mystery Machine.
And we'll make sure
all the doors and windows are locked.
The vanilla phantom.
What a break. We're safe, Scoob.
That creepy phantom
will never think of looking for us in here.
Talk about luck.
You know, we've landed right inside
Mr. Queen's ice-cream storage room.
lmagine, Scoob. You and me alone
with a million Gop Sickles.
This Gop Sickle is like a ''rock sickle.''
This is terrible.
You know, we may have to wait until spring
before they thaw out.
We'll wait. We'll wait.
Yeah, for a million Gop Sickles
we'll wait until summer, Scoob, huh?
We'll try to help, Mr. Queen.
As soon as Freddy comes back
with Shaggy and Scooby
we'll start investigating.
We've had lots of eperience
with mysteries.
Thanks. But it may be too late.
Shaggy and Scooby have vanished.
They said they were going to the
Mystery Machine, but they're not there.
We better start looking for them.
lt's so cold in here, my goose pimples
have goose pimples.
What are you doing, Scoob?
Trying to keep warm.
Trying to keep warm?
By putting icy Gop Sickles on your feet?
l think your mind needs defrosting.
You'll see.
Nice try, champ.
Hey, it's freezing in here, Scoob.
Another hour, and we'll be
the Abominable Snow Boy
and the Abominable Snow Dog.
Hey, what's this?
''lce-cream wrappers.'' You're a genius,
Scoob. We can build a fire and keep warm.
lf we only had some matches.
Wait a minute. l'll do the old lndian trick.
-lndian trick?
-Sure, Scoob.
These Gop Sickles are like rocks, right?
l'll rub two of them together.
See? How about that, Scoob?
A nice, warm fire.
Oh, no.
The flames started the fire sprinklers.
But it's so cold in here,
the water's turned to snow.
No sign of them upstairs.
Maybe they're
down here in the basement.
l wonder what's in here?
lt's an underground garage.
And will you look
at all those ice-cream trucks?
Just like Mr. Queen said.
Sitting and rotting on their tires.
What was that?
Hey, maybe it's an earthquake.
l don't think so.
Nothing rattled or shook.
Like Shaggy would say, follow that crack.
Look, the crack comes
from right under the tire of this truck.
Something's fishy.
An ice-cream truck can't be that heavy.
lt's even fishier
that they'd keep it locked
when it's inside their own garage.
The strawberry phantom.
Scooby-Doo, where are you?
What's this?
''Acme costume rentals.''
l wonder what's in it.
Wow, a nice hooded coat.
Just what l need to keep me warm.
Faster, girls. He's gaining on us.
Oh, boy, what a relief.
At least l won't freeze.
Scooby-Doo, where are you?
Let's hide in here.
Look.
l wonder where Scooby is.
Oh, yeah.
l just decided phantoms and people
have one thing in common:
Three's a crowd.
Yikes, how do you stop this thing?
Sorry, fella.
A strawberry-phantom sundae
topped with pistachio.
That's one dish l can do without.
That was too close
for my cowardly comfort.
lf we don't get out of here pretty soon
l'm gonna turn into a Gop Sickle.
Hey, someone's at the door.
lt's the chocolate phantom.
The chocolate phantom?
The Shaggy phantom.
Shaggy phantom?
What are you doing in that silly costume?
Trying to keep from freezing.
l thought it was a coat.
Well, take it off.
l tried, l tried. But the zipper's frozen.
Never mind. Let's get out
of this deep freeze before we freeze.
And before those creepy phantoms
come back.
Look.
Run, everybody. Run.
Over there, Scoob. Behind those boes.
Stay down, Scoob.
He'll never find us here.
Hold it, girls.
Wow, that was a close call.
Yeah. Another step,
and we'd have fallen in.
lt must be a big ice-cream miing vat.
Oh, here comes that nightmare.
We gotta hide.
We can't keep running away all night.
-So, what do we do?
-l've got an idea.
Cherry syrup should do the trick.
l'll get one to chase me.
l get it. The phantom will follow you
slip on the slippery syrup
and fall into the miing vat.
Right.
We're safe now, Scoob.
That phantom is nowhere in sight.
-Are you sure?
-Oh, yeah, l'm sure.
Here we are. This way, hurry.
See, nothing to worry about. lt's Freddy.
Come on, shake it up, Scoob.
He said, ''Hurry.''
l hope it works.
Here he comes.
We got him.
Those ''ouches'' sound familiar.
lt's Shaggy.
Are you okay, Shag?
Oh, yeah.
But l hope you got his license number.
Well, at least
we got his zipper unstuck.
Yeah, zipper.
Hey, we better check
to see if Mr. Queen is okay.
Maybe he can eplain
why that ice-cream truck was locked.
Mr. Queen is gone.
Without his crutches.
One of those icky phantoms
must have carried him off.
Look, there he is.
Well, come on, let's follow him.
He's vanished.
Walked away
and just disappeared into thin air.
Walked, my foot. He ran.
And without his crutches.
Hey, gang, look.
Scatter. Every boy, girl and dog
for themselves.
Come on. Maybe they didn't see us.
l think this may be the first safe place
we've been in all night.
Something tells me
we're losing altitude.
Hey, l think we made a two-point landing
in the milk room.
-Milk?
-Sure, Scoob.
You see, milk is what they make
ice cream from.
Just our luck.
lt's locked from the outside.
Oh, well, l guess we'll have to wait
for the gang to rescue us.
And while we're waiting
we might just as well enjoy
a nice, cool hose full of delicious milk.
Give that valve a half turn, Scoob.
Come on, Scoob. Put some muscle into it.
''Uh-oh'' is right.
We gotta figure a way out of here
before we drown.
All this white paint was used recently.
lt's still wet inside the cans.
Yeah, but nothing is painted white in here.
Ecept for those ice-cream trucks.
Something tells me we better have
a second look at those trucks.
Keep drinking, Scoob.
l'll have this fied in no time.
-Oh, no.
-Don't panic, Scoob.
lf there's one thing l'm good at,
it is plumbing.
Bone dry.
They sure didn't use
that white paint on this truck.
This one's dry too.
We struck oil.
l mean, paint.
Fresh, white paint.
And it's the same truck
that cracked the floor.
lt sounds like solid steel.
That's ridiculous.
Nobody builds an ice-cream truck
out of solid steel.
-What was that?
-lt's the phantoms.
Oh, no. They've locked us in.
Hey, don't worry, Scoob.
l'll just turn this cutoff valve and--
Faster. Faster.
Come on, Scoob, into the vent.
Yikes, we're caught
in the homogenized rapids.
l'll try to stop them, girls.
You make a run for it.
Help.
lt's Shaggy and Scooby.
And a zillion gallons of milk.
Hi, gang.
Anybody for a milk shake?
-l brought the milk.
-Yeah, milk.
They're getting away.
Well, let's go.
Nice work, gang.
We've trapped them.
They can't open the doors.
Clever, the way you kids kept these
phony phantoms locked up till l got here.
lt's the only way to keep them
from getting away.
l'm dying to see
who's under the costumes.
l'll bet a steak dinner
one of them is that Mr. Queen
with his phony broken leg.
Not this one.
Or this one.
The vanilla phantom
has got to be Mr. Queen.
lt's Mr. Grizzly.
Mr. Grizzly? That's Sammy the Shrimp
the cleverest hijacker in the country.
Well, Shaggy, it looks like you owe us all
a steak dinner.
What's going on here?
Okay, mister, we've seen you run
without those phony crutches.
Now, own up. Confess.
Okay, okay.
No point in hiding it anymore.
Money. l knew l was right.
l told you he was guilty.
Guilty? That's my own money.
Well, if it's yours, why did you keep it
inside a phony plaster cast?
With those phantoms on the loose
l was afraid to leave it in my safe.
Sorry, Shag. lt looks like
those steaks are still on you.
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy.
Will someone please eplain
what's going on here?
Mr. Grizzly, l mean, Sammy the Shrimp
hijacked that missing
Blinks armored car.
Then he and his two pals
put on those phony costumes
scared everyone away
-and hid the car in your garage.
-A stolen armored car?
-Here?
-That's right, Mr. Queen.
They painted it to look
like one of your Happy Humor trucks.
lt was a perfect way
to camouflage the stolen vehicle.
Yeah, and if it wasn't for those brats
we could have driven
through every roadblock in the city.
Well, you did a great job
of capturing these hijackers, kids.
They'll keep for a long time
in the cooler.
Cooler.
That's ajail.
Right. That's a jail.
You said it, Scoob.
Scooby-Dooby-Doo.
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