Scooby-Doo Mystery Incorporated (2010) s01e07 Episode Script
In Fear of the Phantom
Say a few words, and you'll lose control I'm a Hex Girl and I'm gonna put a spell on you I'm gonna put a spell on you I'm a Hex Girl and I'm gonna put a spell on you you'll feel the fog as I cloud your mind - cloud your mind - You'll get dizzy when I make this sign Ahh you'll wake up in the dead of night missin' me when I'm out of sight I'm a Hex Girl and I'm gonna put a spell on you I'm gonna put a spell on you I'm a Hex Girl and I'm gonna put a spell on you These seats are amazing.
I thought you had to be a scalper to get front-row tickets for the Hex Girls.
Nope.
You just need to know velma.
Aah! I love you, Hex Girls! If you ever lose affection - Scooby-Doo, you're in my shot! Scoob? [Barking angrily.]
- What's wrong with Scooby? - Like, he's still mad at me 'cause I went to the prom with velma instead of watching the Vincent van ghoul marathon with him.
[Electronic buzzing and mic feedback.]
Kids: Huh? I'm a Hex Girl [music stops.]
Listen, Hex Girls, carefully.
You are bound for misery! This will be your final show, or you will suffer endless woe! So saith the phantom! No one tells the Hex Girls what to do.
[Chord playing.]
[Band playing.]
[crowd cheering.]
Ha ha ha! Uhh! Thorn! No! [Crowd screaming.]
[Groans faintly.]
Uh uhh! - Scooby-Dooby-Doo! [Crowd screaming.]
Uh uhh! [Crowd screaming.]
We should cancel the tour.
Cancel? No way.
Stick to writing songs, Daniel.
The beating of the corpse man's drum will not rat-a-tat-tat on this happening, darlings.
All: Uh, huh? This is Gus Boggs, our manager.
Thorn, dusk, luna, I will gladly give my life to save you.
I agree with Gus.
If we're gonna solve this mystery, the show must go on.
Now, Thorn seems to be the phantom's primary target, so what we need is a double.
Huh? Me.
I'll do it.
Me.
Me! Uhh! Unh! Unh! Daphne, how about you? Oh, I'm not really a singer.
But I guess I can give it a shot.
[Clank.]
[music playing.]
I'm a Hex Girl and I'm gonna put a spell on you - That works.
- Absolutely.
Wow.
Perfect.
Daphne's our phantom bait.
Oh, this is so excit Wait.
"Bait"? [Clanking.]
Hmm.
Room temperature very interesting.
Tight knots, guys.
We need maximum rope tension to eliminate trap torsion.
[Panting.]
Oh! I think I got a bad knot here.
Scooby, can you fix Shaggy's knot? Hmm.
Knot looks fine.
[Crowd cheering.]
I'm a good look for you, Daphne.
I hope so.
I don't know who I'm more afraid of the phantom or the fans.
Don't worry, Daph.
After the phantom's attack last night, I re-rigged my trap.
Can you say, "bamboo tiger cage and punji stakes"? [Crowd cheering.]
[music begins.]
1, 2, 3, 4! earth, wind, fire, and air we look bad, but we don't care we ride the wind and we feel the fire to love the earth our one desire our one desire earth, wind, fire, and air [mic feedback.]
[gasps.]
What's happening? Daphne, run! Run! [Laughing.]
Scooby, Shaggy, now! [Both grunt.]
No! The cages landed in the wrong place! - [Laughing.]
- Aah! [Electronic buzzing and mic feedback.]
All: Daphne! I don't understand.
How can this have happened? My trap, Daphne I'm so confused! [Sobbing.]
Why?! All right.
Now, let me get this straight.
These t-shirts are $50 each.
This is cotton, right? The kind that comes from cows? Sheriff, focus.
The phantom has taken Daphne.
Right.
Any suspects? All: The phantom! All right! Now we're gettin' somewhere.
By the way, what's wrong with the Jones kid? He's acting a little Squirrelly.
I'm sorry, gang.
I've just got all these crazy emotions, and I don't know why.
Am I upset over my trap not working? Or is it because Daphne's gone? Why can't I just be cold and heartless like other guys? Why must I feel? [sobbing.]
It's ok, Fred.
Freddy you're a special boy So, what's our next move, sheriff? Heh! Don't look at me.
An unsanctioned class 4 non-corporeal phantom stalking a public musical performance arena? Where do ya even start? So, you're just gonna do nothing? Uh, absolutely not.
For starters, I'm gonna take a couple of these Hex Girl t-shirts so I didn't waste a trip down here, and then I'm gonna call the Mayor.
'Cause that's what I do.
Well, gang, looks like it's up to us to solve this mystery.
[Sniffing.]
Oh.
Gotcha.
Ooh.
Both: Oh.
Like, go ahead, Scooby-Doo.
It's all yours.
Ruff.
Oh, come on, Scoob.
Like, you got to talk to me at some point, dude.
If you don't, we're gonna have to find new best friends, right? Good idea.
Like, what's a good idea? Scoob? Buddy? Aah! Get a hold of yourself, Fred.
Be a man.
Keep repeating.
You're dead inside.
You're dead inside.
Wait a sec.
Why is there lotion on these ropes? I don't moisturize.
This can only mean one thing sabotage! The trap malfunction wasn't my fault! So, why do I still feel lousy? Daphne.
Uhh.
I wish I didn't care about her.
[Muffled grunting.]
[Creaking.]
Freddy! I do.
I care about Daphne! [crashing.]
Gang[panting.]
I've had a breakthrough! Dad? What are you doing here? My job as Mayor or, at least, what I interpret that to be.
Mayor handsome here just moved tomorrow night's happening to terror dome stadium.
Let loose the doves of change! I've also declared tomorrow phantom day.
So, leave the phantom alone, Fred.
He's good for business.
But you don't understand.
Someone sabotaged my trap.
And Daphne is right here.
All: Daphne! - Oh! - Hey! - Hey.
- Daphne.
And I heard every word, Fred.
Wish you didn't care for Daphne, huh? Wait, Daphne.
You didn't hear the whole thing.
[Scoffs.]
Save it for your traps.
I think this proves it's too dangerous for anyone to go on stage tomorrow night.
It's time to cancel the tour.
Wrong.
I'm going on tomorrow.
And I'm gonna rock! [Electric guitar playing.]
Perfect.
Glad we're all on the same page.
Wow.
Could this get any weirder? Like, scoob, what are you doing with my dummy? What are you talking about? This is my new best friend Harry.
Hi.
I'm Harry.
I love food.
And I'll never leave Scooby for a girl.
He's so your dog.
Sorry, shag.
I got my own problems.
[Laughing.]
Like, oh, boy.
Make me a rock star.
- Are you sure you want to - Do it! [Rock music playing.]
Could you make me a rock star, too? Or I could just do it myself.
Good idea.
[Clank.]
[Sighs.]
[Flute solo playing.]
I'm tired of being afraid.
I have feelings, world, for traps and Daphne! I'm a guy no more.
I'm coming, Daphne! Daphne.
Now.
I need to talk to her.
Daphne's gone.
Call me crush.
Darn it, lady, I'm serious.
Where is she? Uhh.
Fred, it's me.
Ok? Uh, oh.
I need to tell you something, and I need you to listen.
I'm not a guy anymore.
What?! I have feelings! I care! Don't you see? Uh, no.
You can't go on tomorrow night.
It's too risky.
Don't tell me what to do, Fred.
I can go on.
And I will.
Ladies? [Rock music playing.]
- But Daphne - It's crush.
Bad dreams, Fred.
[Grunts.]
Huh? That's the first time you stood up for yourself with Fred, ever.
Are you ok? Truth? No.
[Organ music playing.]
But I care about you.
You wouldn't if you knew what was lurking inside me.
It wouldn't matter.
I'd still love you.
Even With a lizard face? Aah! You're right! Run away! Run away! [Growling.]
If you had a lizard face, I'd still love you, Scooby.
And I'd love you, Harry.
More sandwich? Ok.
Like, you know what? Enough.
You can't replace me with a dummy.
Do you hear something, Harry? There is no Harry.
Harry is you.
And, like, dude, I am your best friend.
Um, no.
I don't think so.
Why don't you just stay out of it, Harry? And, like, stop watching Vincent van Ghoul movies.
That's mine and Scooby-Doo's thing.
Really? Well, Scooby thought you cared more about girls and going to proms.
[Grunting and shouting.]
Get him, Harry.
Wait.
What am I doing? You're just a puppet! You can't fight back, puppet! Uhh, uhh, uhh! [Laughing.]
What is this on the floor I see? One head or 3? Soon dead they'll be.
It's it's it's Both: The phantom! [Laughing.]
Run, Harry! - H-harry? - [Grunting.]
- [Scooby and Shaggy gasping.]
[Growling and grunting.]
[Gasping and whimpering.]
[Scooby giggling.]
Scoob.
We should, like, check to see if he's gone.
- Uh-uh.
Not me.
Not gonna do it.
Well, I'm not gonna do it, either.
[Sizzling.]
[both sniffing.]
Hmm.
Something's burning.
Huh? Huh? Yeah.
Us! Yikes! Like, we're trapped! Help, Harry! Save us! Hey! Good thinking, scoob! Unh! [Both grunt.]
Oh.
[clattering.]
Aw, you saved me.
Like, it's no big deal.
Thank you, Harry.
Harry?! What about me? Hey.
What's this? It's a piece of the phantom's robe.
Huh.
Dude, I think I've seen this material before.
- Dance in my pants, dance in my pants - Hey! - don't be afraid when the demon chants - Whoo! dance in my pants, dance in my pants don't be afraid when the demon chants dance in my pants, dance in my pants Hey His pants match.
And look.
Fantzee Pantz had the same manager as the Hex Girls Gus Boggs.
Boggs could be the phantom.
Harry, get him again.
Aw, come on, scoob! When the demon chants dance in my pants, dance in my pants Pray think I'm the phantom because I was fantzee Pantz's manager? Heh heh heh.
Groovy chiclets.
Fantzee Pantz went down the rabbit hole after the record gods dumped him to make room for the Hex Girls.
Poor fantzee.
We knew him well.
What do we do now, Fred? I'm sure Harry will save us.
Harry is not saving hold on, Shaggy.
Maybe Harry is exactly what we need.
[Rock music playing.]
Stop.
Stop! It still doesn't feel right.
Luna, dusk, why don't you take five? I'm sorry, Thorn.
I know you were counting on me.
That's ok.
I know what's going on.
We've all had a Fred in our lives.
Mine was a carny I met on the road named knuckles Wazinski.
He ran the roundup.
You know that ride that spins around, pinning you to the wall till you puke? Loved it more than me.
Last time I saw knuckles, he was going 60 miles an hour covered in a 4-year-old's chili cheese fries.
You know how I got over him? You cut the brake lines on his van.
No.
I got over it with a song.
Now, why don't we sit down and write one? [Crowd cheering.]
[Rock music playing.]
Your unfeeling heart imprisons me careless eyes too blind to see empty words an iron cage broken heart bleeding rage can't wait for you and me it's time I break free trap of love snared by desire trap of love burned by your fire trap of love snared by desire trap of love beware the trap of love What do you think of the new song? Let me be it's time we part set me free uncage my heart can't wait for you and me it's time for you to see trap of love snared by desire trap of love burned by your fire trap of love snared by desire trap of love beware the trap of love [crowd cheering.]
[song ending.]
I think I think I understand.
[Cheering continues.]
I warn you.
And you disobey.
So, this will be your dying day.
[Laughing.]
Huh? Oh! Uhh! [Grunts.]
Gotcha! - Bug-eyed biscuits, Fred.
Couldn't you have waited until after the show to catch the phantom? Sorry, dad.
Not with Daphne in danger.
All: Daniel Frizette? Or, like, should we call you Fantzee Pantz? Girls: Fantzee Pantz? Doth my eye shadow deceive? How did you know? The phantom had to be someone close to the Hex Girls to access the stage.
Shaggy: And the Hex Girls' equipment.
Scooby: And their bus.
Velma: Someone with a grudge against the Hex Girls.
The Hex Girls took my career.
I tried to get revenge by writing bad songs for them, but they can make anything a hit.
So, I became the phantom.
And I'd do it again if it weren't for the uncanny boy band knowledge of you meddling brats! Let's go.
Well, I guess my rock star days are over.
Hey, for what it's worth, Daph, I thought your song was amazing.
Really, Fred? You did? Yeah.
And if you want to break free, hey, I'm not gonna stop you.
But I'm also not gonna hide the fact that I have feelings for traps and you.
Call me a non-man if you want, a caring un-guy, whatever the street slang is.
I just know that when you're in danger, for reasons I can't explain, I hurt.
Does that make sense? If it were coming from anyone else, no.
But from you, Freddy, it's crystal clear.
So, like, sorry about Harry, Scoob, him being stuck to Daniel and all and being taken to prison.
I know that dummy meant a lot to you.
Hey, you're the only dummy I need, Shaggy.
Really? You mean it? Gimme some paw, Scoob.
[Giggles.]
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
I thought you had to be a scalper to get front-row tickets for the Hex Girls.
Nope.
You just need to know velma.
Aah! I love you, Hex Girls! If you ever lose affection - Scooby-Doo, you're in my shot! Scoob? [Barking angrily.]
- What's wrong with Scooby? - Like, he's still mad at me 'cause I went to the prom with velma instead of watching the Vincent van ghoul marathon with him.
[Electronic buzzing and mic feedback.]
Kids: Huh? I'm a Hex Girl [music stops.]
Listen, Hex Girls, carefully.
You are bound for misery! This will be your final show, or you will suffer endless woe! So saith the phantom! No one tells the Hex Girls what to do.
[Chord playing.]
[Band playing.]
[crowd cheering.]
Ha ha ha! Uhh! Thorn! No! [Crowd screaming.]
[Groans faintly.]
Uh uhh! - Scooby-Dooby-Doo! [Crowd screaming.]
Uh uhh! [Crowd screaming.]
We should cancel the tour.
Cancel? No way.
Stick to writing songs, Daniel.
The beating of the corpse man's drum will not rat-a-tat-tat on this happening, darlings.
All: Uh, huh? This is Gus Boggs, our manager.
Thorn, dusk, luna, I will gladly give my life to save you.
I agree with Gus.
If we're gonna solve this mystery, the show must go on.
Now, Thorn seems to be the phantom's primary target, so what we need is a double.
Huh? Me.
I'll do it.
Me.
Me! Uhh! Unh! Unh! Daphne, how about you? Oh, I'm not really a singer.
But I guess I can give it a shot.
[Clank.]
[music playing.]
I'm a Hex Girl and I'm gonna put a spell on you - That works.
- Absolutely.
Wow.
Perfect.
Daphne's our phantom bait.
Oh, this is so excit Wait.
"Bait"? [Clanking.]
Hmm.
Room temperature very interesting.
Tight knots, guys.
We need maximum rope tension to eliminate trap torsion.
[Panting.]
Oh! I think I got a bad knot here.
Scooby, can you fix Shaggy's knot? Hmm.
Knot looks fine.
[Crowd cheering.]
I'm a good look for you, Daphne.
I hope so.
I don't know who I'm more afraid of the phantom or the fans.
Don't worry, Daph.
After the phantom's attack last night, I re-rigged my trap.
Can you say, "bamboo tiger cage and punji stakes"? [Crowd cheering.]
[music begins.]
1, 2, 3, 4! earth, wind, fire, and air we look bad, but we don't care we ride the wind and we feel the fire to love the earth our one desire our one desire earth, wind, fire, and air [mic feedback.]
[gasps.]
What's happening? Daphne, run! Run! [Laughing.]
Scooby, Shaggy, now! [Both grunt.]
No! The cages landed in the wrong place! - [Laughing.]
- Aah! [Electronic buzzing and mic feedback.]
All: Daphne! I don't understand.
How can this have happened? My trap, Daphne I'm so confused! [Sobbing.]
Why?! All right.
Now, let me get this straight.
These t-shirts are $50 each.
This is cotton, right? The kind that comes from cows? Sheriff, focus.
The phantom has taken Daphne.
Right.
Any suspects? All: The phantom! All right! Now we're gettin' somewhere.
By the way, what's wrong with the Jones kid? He's acting a little Squirrelly.
I'm sorry, gang.
I've just got all these crazy emotions, and I don't know why.
Am I upset over my trap not working? Or is it because Daphne's gone? Why can't I just be cold and heartless like other guys? Why must I feel? [sobbing.]
It's ok, Fred.
Freddy you're a special boy So, what's our next move, sheriff? Heh! Don't look at me.
An unsanctioned class 4 non-corporeal phantom stalking a public musical performance arena? Where do ya even start? So, you're just gonna do nothing? Uh, absolutely not.
For starters, I'm gonna take a couple of these Hex Girl t-shirts so I didn't waste a trip down here, and then I'm gonna call the Mayor.
'Cause that's what I do.
Well, gang, looks like it's up to us to solve this mystery.
[Sniffing.]
Oh.
Gotcha.
Ooh.
Both: Oh.
Like, go ahead, Scooby-Doo.
It's all yours.
Ruff.
Oh, come on, Scoob.
Like, you got to talk to me at some point, dude.
If you don't, we're gonna have to find new best friends, right? Good idea.
Like, what's a good idea? Scoob? Buddy? Aah! Get a hold of yourself, Fred.
Be a man.
Keep repeating.
You're dead inside.
You're dead inside.
Wait a sec.
Why is there lotion on these ropes? I don't moisturize.
This can only mean one thing sabotage! The trap malfunction wasn't my fault! So, why do I still feel lousy? Daphne.
Uhh.
I wish I didn't care about her.
[Muffled grunting.]
[Creaking.]
Freddy! I do.
I care about Daphne! [crashing.]
Gang[panting.]
I've had a breakthrough! Dad? What are you doing here? My job as Mayor or, at least, what I interpret that to be.
Mayor handsome here just moved tomorrow night's happening to terror dome stadium.
Let loose the doves of change! I've also declared tomorrow phantom day.
So, leave the phantom alone, Fred.
He's good for business.
But you don't understand.
Someone sabotaged my trap.
And Daphne is right here.
All: Daphne! - Oh! - Hey! - Hey.
- Daphne.
And I heard every word, Fred.
Wish you didn't care for Daphne, huh? Wait, Daphne.
You didn't hear the whole thing.
[Scoffs.]
Save it for your traps.
I think this proves it's too dangerous for anyone to go on stage tomorrow night.
It's time to cancel the tour.
Wrong.
I'm going on tomorrow.
And I'm gonna rock! [Electric guitar playing.]
Perfect.
Glad we're all on the same page.
Wow.
Could this get any weirder? Like, scoob, what are you doing with my dummy? What are you talking about? This is my new best friend Harry.
Hi.
I'm Harry.
I love food.
And I'll never leave Scooby for a girl.
He's so your dog.
Sorry, shag.
I got my own problems.
[Laughing.]
Like, oh, boy.
Make me a rock star.
- Are you sure you want to - Do it! [Rock music playing.]
Could you make me a rock star, too? Or I could just do it myself.
Good idea.
[Clank.]
[Sighs.]
[Flute solo playing.]
I'm tired of being afraid.
I have feelings, world, for traps and Daphne! I'm a guy no more.
I'm coming, Daphne! Daphne.
Now.
I need to talk to her.
Daphne's gone.
Call me crush.
Darn it, lady, I'm serious.
Where is she? Uhh.
Fred, it's me.
Ok? Uh, oh.
I need to tell you something, and I need you to listen.
I'm not a guy anymore.
What?! I have feelings! I care! Don't you see? Uh, no.
You can't go on tomorrow night.
It's too risky.
Don't tell me what to do, Fred.
I can go on.
And I will.
Ladies? [Rock music playing.]
- But Daphne - It's crush.
Bad dreams, Fred.
[Grunts.]
Huh? That's the first time you stood up for yourself with Fred, ever.
Are you ok? Truth? No.
[Organ music playing.]
But I care about you.
You wouldn't if you knew what was lurking inside me.
It wouldn't matter.
I'd still love you.
Even With a lizard face? Aah! You're right! Run away! Run away! [Growling.]
If you had a lizard face, I'd still love you, Scooby.
And I'd love you, Harry.
More sandwich? Ok.
Like, you know what? Enough.
You can't replace me with a dummy.
Do you hear something, Harry? There is no Harry.
Harry is you.
And, like, dude, I am your best friend.
Um, no.
I don't think so.
Why don't you just stay out of it, Harry? And, like, stop watching Vincent van Ghoul movies.
That's mine and Scooby-Doo's thing.
Really? Well, Scooby thought you cared more about girls and going to proms.
[Grunting and shouting.]
Get him, Harry.
Wait.
What am I doing? You're just a puppet! You can't fight back, puppet! Uhh, uhh, uhh! [Laughing.]
What is this on the floor I see? One head or 3? Soon dead they'll be.
It's it's it's Both: The phantom! [Laughing.]
Run, Harry! - H-harry? - [Grunting.]
- [Scooby and Shaggy gasping.]
[Growling and grunting.]
[Gasping and whimpering.]
[Scooby giggling.]
Scoob.
We should, like, check to see if he's gone.
- Uh-uh.
Not me.
Not gonna do it.
Well, I'm not gonna do it, either.
[Sizzling.]
[both sniffing.]
Hmm.
Something's burning.
Huh? Huh? Yeah.
Us! Yikes! Like, we're trapped! Help, Harry! Save us! Hey! Good thinking, scoob! Unh! [Both grunt.]
Oh.
[clattering.]
Aw, you saved me.
Like, it's no big deal.
Thank you, Harry.
Harry?! What about me? Hey.
What's this? It's a piece of the phantom's robe.
Huh.
Dude, I think I've seen this material before.
- Dance in my pants, dance in my pants - Hey! - don't be afraid when the demon chants - Whoo! dance in my pants, dance in my pants don't be afraid when the demon chants dance in my pants, dance in my pants Hey His pants match.
And look.
Fantzee Pantz had the same manager as the Hex Girls Gus Boggs.
Boggs could be the phantom.
Harry, get him again.
Aw, come on, scoob! When the demon chants dance in my pants, dance in my pants Pray think I'm the phantom because I was fantzee Pantz's manager? Heh heh heh.
Groovy chiclets.
Fantzee Pantz went down the rabbit hole after the record gods dumped him to make room for the Hex Girls.
Poor fantzee.
We knew him well.
What do we do now, Fred? I'm sure Harry will save us.
Harry is not saving hold on, Shaggy.
Maybe Harry is exactly what we need.
[Rock music playing.]
Stop.
Stop! It still doesn't feel right.
Luna, dusk, why don't you take five? I'm sorry, Thorn.
I know you were counting on me.
That's ok.
I know what's going on.
We've all had a Fred in our lives.
Mine was a carny I met on the road named knuckles Wazinski.
He ran the roundup.
You know that ride that spins around, pinning you to the wall till you puke? Loved it more than me.
Last time I saw knuckles, he was going 60 miles an hour covered in a 4-year-old's chili cheese fries.
You know how I got over him? You cut the brake lines on his van.
No.
I got over it with a song.
Now, why don't we sit down and write one? [Crowd cheering.]
[Rock music playing.]
Your unfeeling heart imprisons me careless eyes too blind to see empty words an iron cage broken heart bleeding rage can't wait for you and me it's time I break free trap of love snared by desire trap of love burned by your fire trap of love snared by desire trap of love beware the trap of love What do you think of the new song? Let me be it's time we part set me free uncage my heart can't wait for you and me it's time for you to see trap of love snared by desire trap of love burned by your fire trap of love snared by desire trap of love beware the trap of love [crowd cheering.]
[song ending.]
I think I think I understand.
[Cheering continues.]
I warn you.
And you disobey.
So, this will be your dying day.
[Laughing.]
Huh? Oh! Uhh! [Grunts.]
Gotcha! - Bug-eyed biscuits, Fred.
Couldn't you have waited until after the show to catch the phantom? Sorry, dad.
Not with Daphne in danger.
All: Daniel Frizette? Or, like, should we call you Fantzee Pantz? Girls: Fantzee Pantz? Doth my eye shadow deceive? How did you know? The phantom had to be someone close to the Hex Girls to access the stage.
Shaggy: And the Hex Girls' equipment.
Scooby: And their bus.
Velma: Someone with a grudge against the Hex Girls.
The Hex Girls took my career.
I tried to get revenge by writing bad songs for them, but they can make anything a hit.
So, I became the phantom.
And I'd do it again if it weren't for the uncanny boy band knowledge of you meddling brats! Let's go.
Well, I guess my rock star days are over.
Hey, for what it's worth, Daph, I thought your song was amazing.
Really, Fred? You did? Yeah.
And if you want to break free, hey, I'm not gonna stop you.
But I'm also not gonna hide the fact that I have feelings for traps and you.
Call me a non-man if you want, a caring un-guy, whatever the street slang is.
I just know that when you're in danger, for reasons I can't explain, I hurt.
Does that make sense? If it were coming from anyone else, no.
But from you, Freddy, it's crystal clear.
So, like, sorry about Harry, Scoob, him being stuck to Daniel and all and being taken to prison.
I know that dummy meant a lot to you.
Hey, you're the only dummy I need, Shaggy.
Really? You mean it? Gimme some paw, Scoob.
[Giggles.]
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!