Happy Halloween, Scooby-Doo! (2020) - full transcript

Scooby-Doo and the team gather again to solve the mystery of gigantic proportions and save Crystal Cove.

- [festive music playing]

- [people cheering]

[parade singers] ♪ It's the

spookiest night Of the year ♪

Good evening, everyone. It's me,

that classy lassie with the sassy chassis,

Elvira, Mistress of the Dark.

Happy Halloween.

♪ We've got ghosts

We've got ghouls ♪

♪ We've got bats We've got

witches With big pointy hats ♪

♪ Crystal Cove has it all

It will be our downfall ♪

♪ But we have just gotten

Used to that ♪

- [device beeping]

- [grunting]

♪ Boo-diddle-diddle

Boo-diddle-diddle Boo-boo-bee-doo ♪

[rapid beeping]

We got him. Banh Mi Shop.

Second floor.

[Velma over comms] Covert operations

are the quiet ones, Freddy.

[softly] Oh, right.

I got excited.

Anyway, we got him.

[loudly] Banh Mi Shop. Second floor.

[Velma sighs wearily]

He's got to know

we're coming now.

Let's go, guys. Places ASAP.

At Start Of Project.

[Shaggy] Like, man,

I'm not going out there and getting eaten.

Guys, we're here to prove

that there is no monster.

And P.S., we have

a flawless track record.

[Shaggy] You don't

understand, Velma.

I'm like the boy

who cried wolf.

I keep warning you, but like, you won't

believe me until I finally get eaten.

I don't think you guys were

listening when I told you that story.

Point is, being afraid is a waste of time.

Monsters aren't real.

- [people screaming]

- [laughs maliciously]

Huh?

Excuse me,

we don't know these guys.

Are you serial?

[screaming]

[laughs maliciously]

[people continue screaming]

All right, gang.

Let's solve this mystery.

[whimpering]

- [explosion]

- [laughter continues]

- [siren blaring]

- [people screaming]

[1960's bubblegum

pop song playing]

[laughs]

[both laughing]

♪ You and me were meant to be

I knew it from the start ♪

♪ Sugar sweet You were like a

thief The way you stole my heart ♪

♪ Perfume

Just like butterscotch ♪

♪ A smile, oh, so fine ♪

♪ Seeing you, I somehow knew

I'd make you mine ♪

♪ Oh, look at us now ♪

♪ Nothin' that

We can't overcome ♪

♪ Always down

To have some fun ♪

♪ Oh, look at us now ♪

♪ Never thought this could be

But look at us now ♪

♪ Kisses sweet as caramel ♪

- ♪ Laughter sweet as cake ♪

- ♪ Sweet as cake ♪

♪ I've got a sweet tooth

For your love ♪

♪ One that'll never ache ♪

♪ You and me were meant to be

I know you know it's true ♪

♪ And there is nothing sweeter

Than when I'm with you ♪

♪ Oh, look at us now ♪

♪ Nothin' that

We can't overcome ♪

♪ Always down

To have some fun ♪

♪ Oh, look at us now ♪

♪ Never thought this could be

But look at us now ♪

[blows raspberry]

Your days of scaring people on Highway

13 are over, Haunted Scarecrow.

Or should we call you...

[grunts] Regular Scarecrow?

Whoa. I guess you should.

Aren't you sweaty in there?

Not just any scarecrow,

but the Scarecrow.

AKA Dr. Jonathan Crane,

former professor of psychology in

Gotham City turned supervillain.

And recently, an escapee

from Arkham Asylum.

[whistles] Nice work. That's a mighty

big fish you kids trapped there.

It wasn't a trap.

It was an app.

They're totally

different things.

Still. This one's wanted for

crimes all over the East Coast.

I can already feel the paperwork

burrowing into my skull.

Any last words before the law

throws a book on you?

"I would've..."

Come on, say it with me...

"I would've gotten away

with it too if...

If it hadn't been..."

Oh, but I am getting

away with it.

- Drones.

- A dead man's switch.

You shut down the signal I use

to control my gas grenade drones,

but that same signal is the only

thing that stops my friends here

from plunging this entire town into

76 hours of unmitigated terror.

And so the fate

of Crystal Cove was left

in the capable hands of

the Avocado Toast Generation.

- I... I gotta let him go.

- [Velma] Wait!

[gasps]

[gasps]

[Shaggy yelling]

[Shaggy continues yelling]

Shaggy. Shaggy, it's over.

You got them all.

I know. I'm just rewarding us

for a job well done.

[gulps]

- Ralvsies?

- Ralvsies? Rabsolutely.

[both laugh]

[annoyed groan]

- [people cheering]

- Special thanks to Mystery Incorporated,

for proving once again

that most creeps

are just regular guys

with bad gas and worse ideas.

- [all cheering]

- [laughter]

- All right. Let's see some dancing up in here.

- [upbeat music playing]

Elvira's Halloween Highway

of Horror Parade is back on.

- [siren wails]

- [music stops]

Um, no, sorry. That's not true. This is, uh,

this is sort of a federal crime scene now.

This isn't possible.

I was in hiding until you

meddling young adults came along.

How could you have

known where to find me?

We're Mystery Incorporated.

This is who we are. This is what we do.

- Word.

- Okay.

We've always solved mysteries

and we always will.

Nothing but net!

Frankly, taking you

down was easy.

[Daphne] Basic.

I found traces

of an unknown substance

on a piece of fan mail

sent to Elvira.

Analysis confirmed it to be

residue from a toxic gas

derived from

the Tibetan Blue Poppy,

the signature weapon

of the 53rd most infamous

supervillain in the world.

How about a little

sick burn, Scarecrow?

From there, we assumed

you'd strike during the parade

and tracked your gas leak

with an air quality meter.

I wrote the app to counter the signal

used to control your gas grenades myself.

Womp womp.

Just one problem.

I only steal

Toe Omni-Tech gear.

It doesn't leak.

- [siren blares]

- [vehicle doors open]

Get him in the truck.

I'm not afraid of you, Crane. Fear is an

illogical reaction to an imagined threat.

Fearless, then. Intelligent.

Proud and stubborn.

You remind me very much of the one

person in this world I care about.

For that reason,

I'll do you one favor and tell you...

that while I might be

the one in chains,

I believe we are both caught

in the same trap.

- It was an app.

- Wait. What's that supposed to mean?

[door slams]

[grunts]

Guys. She's gonna be okay.

She told me.

[door creaks]

Guys. Check this out.

My arms aren't shaking.

And I feel super weird.

Like my heart's beating in slow motion.

Yeah. Me too.

[both] Internet medical site.

No! You guys just have a temporary

case of "not being scared."

Probably because we finished our

Halloween mystery before dinner.

Well, then, like, what are we waiting for?

We should be celebrating.

[giggling]

Scooby-Doo, old buddy,

we need to be trick-or-treating

right now while

the trick-or-treating is hot!

- Trick-or-treating?

- Aren't you two too old for trick-or-treating?

No. Oh! Shoot, though...

We don't have costumes.

I would need

the perfect costume.

We didn't think

we'd need costumes.

Last year we were up past midnight

chasing the ghosts of The Three Stooges.

[mimicking The Three Stooges]

[objects clattering]

Like, necessity is the mother

of invention.

All we need to do is

chew up some candy like so.

And we chew it to produce

a sticky resin, thusly.

- [humming]

- [groans in disgust]

Sprinkle some happy little

wrapped candies,

and top it off with

a couple of buckets.

And boom. We're, like,

spilled Halloween candy.

[ethereal music playing]

Oh, my.

But sort of brilliant.

If you already had

all that candy,

why do you want

to trick-or-treat?

This is, like,

our seed candy, Daph.

You gotta have candy

to make candy.

Like, we'll meet you

at the Corn Maze.

[chuckling] Scoob. We did it.

This is the mother lode.

[laughs raucously]

Scooby Snacks.

This totally makes all the itchiness from

the candy drying on our skin worth it.

[both] Phew.

[distant whirring]

[both] Hmm?

[both gulp]

[gasps] It's like one of those

drones we shot down.

Bleh.

[Shaggy] "Tot-alli Frame."

[chuckles]

Totalli Frame, man!

[gasps]

Scoob, those pumpkins

are, like,

drinking up a mixture of toxic

waste and concentrated fear gas.

Like, we need to get these Scooby Snacks

as far away from here as possible.

[grunts in agreement]

[sinister laughter]

I think we need to get us

out of here, too.

[sinister laughter]

[shivering]

[grunts] Giddy up, Scoob!

Oh, no. You giddy up.

- No. You giddy up.

- No. You giddy up.

- You giddy up.

- No. You giddy up.

- [rumbling]

- [cackling]

[growls]

Okay, we both giddy up.

Double giddy up,

on the double.

[roars]

[both yell, grunt]

[both gasp]

[Shaggy] Run, Scoob.

[panting]

- [cackling]

- [yelling]

- [yells]

- Huh.

[laughing]

[both laugh]

- [howling]

- [both gasp]

Oh. Run. Run!

- [all laughing]

- [Sheriff clears throat]

Ever since you kids unmasked

the Trash Monster of Scranton,

it's me who's been warning you

not to mess with law enforcement.

I want you kids to remember that whatever

happens next, you brought this on yourselves.

But we caught the villain.

You're in over

your heads on this one.

Just go home

and leave it to the pros.

[whistles]

Jeepers. I hope

we did the right thing.

Of course we did.

[chuckles] Thank you

for saving Crystal Cove.

Happy Halloween, pardners.

Oh, my gosh. Thank you?

Oh, little girl,

you don't have to do that.

It's cool. She wanted to do

it, so I told her it was okay.

Aw, well, thank you both.

No problem. I'm Mike.

This little cowpoke is Michelle.

You guys really

did save the town.

You ever need anything,

just ask.

Maybe I'll buy y'all

a caramel corn later on.

Hey, nerds.

Oh, you all turned around?

Wow.

Well, it turns out

these reporters

want to interview you

for capturing the Scarecrow

instead of me for being the hottest Grand

Marshal this side of the River Styx.

No accounting for taste.

Who? Us? On TV?

[laughs]

This could be big, guys.

This could be our moment.

[reporters clamoring]

Please.

One question at a time.

Victoria Hasselbaum from

Newsy McNews Face News.

Is this all of you? I was told there

were five. I see less than five.

Scooby and Shaggy

were right here.

They're always nearby.

Just usually hiding.

- [both panting]

- Those are the ones.

Toxic waste

and fear gas combo.

Like dogs, but pumpkins.

They're pumpkins.

They were like jackals,

only they were like

Jack-O'-Lanterns.

Jackal Lanterns.

[whimpering]

Only terrifying.

And they're coming this way.

You gotta believe us, man.

Have you caught sight of these

Jackal Lanterns? I never heard...

Uh... This is

Shaggy and Scooby.

They're, um... really into

the Halloween spirit.

This isn't cosplay, Velma.

Halloween's turned

upside down and inside out.

The pumpkins are trying

to eat the people.

We need to go

somewhere to hide.

They're perfectly sane.

From a certain point of view.

They're... they're just wired

up on candy, I think.

Excuse me. Excuse me.

But does that young man

have an owl stuck to his butt?

- [owl hoots]

- Who? Oh, my gosh.

They mean you, Mr. Owl.

Okay, tell... tell you what.

Let's do this a little more

formally somewhere else.

It's been a crazy

night and...

Velma. This is real. I'm crying wolf here.

You have to believe me.

No, I don't!

You guys are a mess.

You've eaten

way too much candy,

we've already

solved the mystery,

and you're talking nonsense.

You guys locked yourselves

in the Mystery Machine

instead of helping.

Maybe you can

just skip this part too.

- [hooting]

- [yelling]

Just... [sighs]

Go get cleaned up.

But, Velma... [grunting]

Come on, let's de-owl you.

[Daphne] ♪ From the shores

Of the chocolate fountain ♪

♪ To the peak of the rock

Candy mountain ♪

♪ I've been seeking

trick-or-treating for your love ♪

♪ Well, when it's time

To wash an owl ♪

♪ And you wish that

you had a towel ♪

♪ But you don't have a towel ♪

♪ So you got to use

Your sweater ♪

[scatting]

[groaning]

Hmm...

[groaning]

Ah...

[chitters]

[Daphne] Oh,

what a cute little baby.

Oh, you're just such a cute little owl.

Ah, who's cute? You are.

[hooting]

- Man, what a... [screaming]

- [hooting]

What a night.

If you guys are cool here,

I've got this amazing plan to score

the perfect costume. All I have to...

- No, we are not cool here.

- Uh-uh.

Did nobody hear what we said about

toxic flying monster pumpkins?

Jackal Lanterns?

We've fought some dumb monsters,

guys, but that's just dumb.

Well, I'm not making it up,

so it's reality that's dumb.

Why you gotta be

like that, reality?

Well, you said these things were right

on your tail, so where are they now?

What if these things turn into

monsters too? Help me out, Scoob.

We need to, like, squash

every squash that we see.

[both grunting]

[Velma] I mean,

we've been doing this forever.

Since we got a pup named Scooby-Doo.

Anyway, we make a heck of a team.

There is no "I" in

Mystery Incorporated.

Except for the obvious one.

[Velma] Thank you.

They're gonna have to tow the old girl to

the body shop, and the bill ain't pretty.

I figure maybe we can get

dishwashing jobs to earn money.

[phone ringing]

[Velma] It's Bill Nye.

Now, that Bill is pretty.

Velma, Fred. Hey, I was just

watching the news and I saw you guys.

I just wanted to call

and say congratulations.

Thanks, Mr. Nye.

Hey, no problem.

But this isn't that sort of

"thank you." I got you something.

[engine whirring]

- An air drop?

- Before the mic drop.

[loud thud]

[tires screech]

[both] What is that?

[Nye] It gives me great pleasure to

introduce the future of mystery solving...

The Mystery Machine X.

Whoa. Electric.

Massive touchscreen.

An autoclave.

This thing has it all.

Except a soul.

Hello, Mystery Incorporated.

Welcome to the

Mystery Machine X.

Where can I take you on this

invigorating Halloween night?

Whoa. And you made the nav

computer look like you.

Better. This actually is me. I'm just

talking to you through the vehicle now.

I'm chillin' at home tonight handing

out candy to trick-or-treaters,

but I do have a costume.

You're sitting in it.

I'm like a nav computer,

a science resource,

and a friend, all wrapped up

in one convenient package.

Being a hologram

is highly entertaining.

Hang on, Nye Riders.

[both gasp]

So you're going to... what?

Ride around

and solve mysteries with us?

Why not?

It sounds like fun.

What about when

trick-or-treaters show up?

Or if you have to go

to the bathroom?

Well, there's a real computer

inside this thing too,

although it's not

as charming as I am.

Just press the "Bill me now"

button to summon me

and "Bill me later"

to switch to autopilot.

Wow. This is so generous,

Mr. Nye. Thank you.

Fred, we don't have to worry about

fixing the Mystery Machine anymore.

This night just

keeps on giving.

The Mystery Machine doesn't need fixing.

She said she's gonna be fine.

[screaming]

- [Fred] What happened?

- It's... it's Victoria Hasselbaum

from Newsy McNews Face News.

Something... The pumpkins.

They just came alive and took her.

Took her where?

[straining]

Hank, can you unhitch

this thing from my car?

I mean, I don't want to have to

pay double toll on the highway.

[Daphne] Elvira.

Oh. Hey, girl.

I just wanted to say that

I love your look. Gaultier?

Oh, Gezundheit.

Same with my scarf.

Have you ever considered

mentoring anyone?

One of me

is more than enough.

Or so the legends say.

[chuckles]

I don't want

to be you, silly.

Just to look and think like

you, but still have free will.

Have you ever

done circus work?

You know? Like,

getting shot out of a cannon,

wrestling a bear,

breathing fire...

Not officially

for a circus, no.

All right. You're in.

Yes!

But remember, you're getting

an education, not a job.

First thing you need to know is how

I like my luggage packed into my car.

[cackling]

[tired grunting]

[both panting]

Maybe Daph was right.

Maybe we imagined the whole thing.

- You think so?

- I don't know. Maybe.

I mean, if they were real,

then where did they go?

[cackles]

Like, zoinks!

Oh! Help, Scoob.

I've got a pumpkin butt.

- Hello? Miss Hasselbaum?

- It's Mystery Incorporated. We come in peace.

[cackling]

- Uh-oh.

- This is what Shaggy and Scooby were talking about.

Is this even possible?

- [rustling]

- Huh?

[straining, mumbling]

Miss Hasselbaum.

It's me, Fred.

- We're here to rescue you.

- [thudding]

[grunts]

[Victoria] My glasses.

- I can't see without my glasses.

- [snarling]

[screams]

I didn't want to see that.

Oh, no. Victoria Hasselbaum.

[burps]

[cackles]

This isn't happening.

[snarls]

[roaring]

[Fred] Run!

Fred. This is so dumb. It's the

dumbest monster ever. It can't be real.

Oh, I believe you, Velma.

[roaring]

I just don't think

my legs do.

- [cackles]

- Oh!

[grunting]

[cackling]

Wow. You're a regular

Mary Sue.

Daphne.

Now step on it, Elvira!

[straining] I'm trying.

Parade's back on.

Oh, no. They got Hank.

They zombified him,

only they pumpkified him.

[slurps, snarls]

[distant snarling]

- [both sigh]

- [electricity crackling]

They turned the power off.

How could they turn the power off?

They're vegetables.

[both panting]

[roaring]

It's, like, the Alpha

Jackal Lantern.

[both screaming]

[motor whirring]

Halloween.

One more thing I don't like about

that big orange guy. He cheats!

Well, if you can't beat 'em...

[grunting]

[both] Phew.

Yeah.

[people screaming]

It begs the question,

is this a natural occurrence,

or perhaps another problem caused by the

so-called "Information Superhighway"?

[screams]

Guys, over here.

Come on.

[roaring]

[honking horn playing

funeral march]

[mimicking honking horn]

[tires screech]

[Elvira] Coming through.

[both sigh]

[rumbling]

[both gasp]

Mike. Hey, Mike.

We need your help. Remember me?

I'm Fred,

from Mystery Incorporated.

Yeah, now's not

a great time, man.

It's just that Michelle

said we saved the town,

and you said you owed us one

because we saved the town.

Our friends need a ride.

I said caramel corn.

Fine. Get in the back.

Come on.

[terrified gasp]

Mr. Nye, get us out of here.

Ludicrous speed. Engage.

- Huh? [gasps]

- Whoa.

You know what's terrifying?

It's so messed up, I'm not even hungry.

Y'all cowpokes want some

of this here licorice?

[both] Yes, please.

Wow. You guys are having

a wild Halloween.

If I weren't virtually right

here, I'd be jealous.

Pumpkins that were mutated

by toxic chemicals

and can bite people and turn

them into other pumpkins.

In what world

does that make sense?

[gasps] She's still back there.

My love.

No, Daphne made it out with Elvira.

They're right up ahead.

No. No.

The Mystery Machine.

We left her back there

all alone.

It's okay, Freddy.

We got the X now,

and it's got way more tech

than the old one had.

We're gonna crack

this mystery like a gourd.

[purring]

Ah, what a hideous night

for a drive.

Ah, so hideous.

- Is everyone okay?

- [Shaggy] Like, no.

Heck no. Look, I don't

even live out this way.

It's been a crazy night,

we're all tired,

and these guys smell like the bottom

of a trash can in a candy store.

And I kind of have to go.

And my little girl

kind of has to go.

Sorry, Mike. Let's pull over at the

next exit and we'll sort it all out.

We already solved

the Scarecrow mystery.

I can't believe that this...

event is a coincidence.

It's not.

You saw what the toxic waste and the

fear gas did to that pumpkin patch.

Did I? What do you think,

Mr. Nye?

Do you have any science-based

wisdom to impart?

Well, Velma, if you stacked

every ruler on Earth,

end-to-end between

the Earth and the Moon,

they would all drift away

before you could

measure anything at all.

Okay, yeah. I mean science wisdom

that applies to our current situation.

Oh. Well, no, then. Nothing yet.

No idea on the pumpkins.

The town should definitely

not have collapsed, though.

There are no fault lines

in the area.

There was talk of underground

lithium mining

a few years back,

but it was shut down

over concerns about

the impact on the environment.

Hmm. Crystal Cove

gets its name

from the stalactite anthodite

crystals in the area's sea caves,

but none of those caves

extend this far inland.

Anthodite crystals are, by the

way, my sixth favorite crystal.

Daddy's had about enough of

Halloween night. Yes, sir.

What the...

[cackling]

[heavy metal music playing]

No way.

Mr. Nye. More RPMs, please.

[both] Whoa.

Hey, I thought

we were stopping.

Speed up. Go, go, go.

Really? It's a parade float.

Um... Mentee of the Dark.

Yes, Mentor of the Dark.

I don't suppose

you've ever disconnected

a parade float

from a car going

eighty miles per hour before,

have you?

Um, of course I have.

Do you have a cutting torch?

Duh. Of course I do.

[grunts]

Daph, hurry. The Jackal

Lanterns are coming in fast.

I know what

I'm doing, Freddy.

[rattling]

Do you want me

to come over there?

I think you're supposed

to hold it like...

Frederick Herman Jones.

Do not torchsplain to me when

I am carrying a torch for you.

I mean... [grunts]

No, yeah. I'm sorry.

It's just...

- [Daphne grunts]

- No. You do you. You do you.

- [gasps, grunts]

- [tires screech]

[chittering, screaming]

Whoops. Butterfingers.

[metal scraping, clanging]

Fire extinguisher?

[screams]

Ha! The old

"hotsy coldsy" trick.

Nice. Check this one out.

Light 'em up, Mr. Nye.

[gasping]

[all scream]

[laughs]

[shudders]

[whooping]

- Yes.

- Yeah.

[cackling]

They're still coming?

Well, at least we bought

ourselves some breathing room.

[sighs] After all that,

I'm starting to wish

there was more breathing

room in this corset.

Ooh, ooh. Can I wear it?

Thanks for the assist back there.

No problem. But now

we need to solve this mystery.

The trouble is,

we can't slow down

to collect clues

with those things chasing us.

Do we even know

they're real pumpkins?

Mmm. Stringy. Seedy.

Smokey aftertaste.

[slurps]

- Mmm.

- [both] Delicious.

Definitely real pumpkins.

[chuckles]

The fear gas.

Maybe we've been exposed to it.

Nope. The first thing I did

was check the air quality.

It's remarkably clear

out there.

[groans]

Velma, are you scared too?

Of course not.

There's got to be a logical solution

to this somewhere in my mind palace.

Wow. You live in a palace?

No, it's a mind palace.

It's a place I can go in my imagination.

It's where I keep

all of my memories

and store the clues

for the cases we solve.

Eh. That's not as fun.

Normally it's a lot of fun.

[groans] I just can't seem

to find anything in here today.

It's because she's scared.

Scared? I'm not scared.

You sure?

Because I can never find what I'm

looking for and I'm scared all the time.

I'm not scared.

You can't be scared

of something that isn't real.

- But they are real.

- Real pumpkin.

But not real monsters.

Aw. There's no shame

in being scared, Velma.

Well, good. Because I'm not.

Now can everyone be quiet so

I can focus on my mind palace?

[sighs]

Now. What do we know

about these Jackal Lanterns?

They can turn people into other monster

pumpkins, like zombies in the movies.

Like, they'll eat your pants

right off your butt.

Uh-uh. No joke.

Right off your butt.

They smash real good.

We know that chemicals generally don't

cause mutations this extreme in nature,

so these Jackal Lanterns probably

aren't what they appear to be.

"Probably"?

You're saying there's a chance these things

are really monster pumpkins for real?

As scientists, we can't discount

anything without evidence.

Even the seemingly impossible

is possible, technically.

Man, I thought science was supposed

to make people feel better.

Nope. Science is a means to get to the

truth, and sometimes the truth hurts.

[distant cackling]

Right now, truth is that I don't

know what to make of any of this.

[cackling continues]

Occam's razor suggests

that the solution

requiring the least explanation

is the best solution.

Uh, usually.

Oh, great.

Pumpkins are tired of getting

smashed, and now they want revenge.

And we all fell into their trap

like hair in a drain.

[gasps] A trap.

A trap?

Shaggy, I could kiss you.

- Oh...

- [chuckles]

Whoa. Like,

that escalated fast.

Not literally.

But you just reminded me.

Dr. Crane said that he and I

were caught in the same trap.

I couldn't figure out what he

meant, but... [gasps]

Mr. Nye. Step on it.

We need to catch up to the Scarecrow.

So you're the sheriff

in these here parts?

- Howdy, Sheriff.

- You kids!

What are you doing

all the way out here?

Sheriff, we need to speak

to Dr. Crane.

Have you completely

lost your minds?

It's, like,

about the Jackal Lanterns.

The what?

Orange. Freaky.

Aggressive drivers.

What is that?

What's happening?

Sheriff, please,

we don't have time to explain.

And we can't explain. We just need

you to patch us through to the truck.

Look, Crane isn't my prisoner.

He belongs to the Feds.

I'm lucky they even

let me drive behind.

I'm just trying to have a cool

sheriff moment here, and...

Are those pumpkins

driving cars?

[cackling]

- Please, Sheriff.

- What have you done?

I gotta call this in.

Don't do anything.

[fearful babbling]

Mr. Nye, can you think of a way

I can communicate with Dr. Crane?

- Of course, I can. I'll just need to check...

- [doorbell ringing]

Trick-or-treaters!

Hang on one second.

Wait, what? Mr. Nye?

[children] Trick-or-treat!

[Nye] Whoa. All right.

Those are some amazing costumes.

In real life,

in order to exist, of course,

Aquaman would

probably need gills.

Your version is accurate

to the source material.

But the source material

is somewhat unreliable.

He's handing out candy.

Hey. Let's go see Bill Nye.

[siren blaring]

Get out of here, son.

Leave this to law enforcement.

We can help, Sheriff.

No. You stay safe.

As much as I grumble

at you kids,

I feel almost like you're

the only family I've got.

But we've only talked,

like, eight or ten times.

- [cackling]

- [screaming]

[Sheriff] The horror.

Sheriff! No!

Mr. Nye? Hello?

[beeping]

[automated voice]

Engaging autopilot.

What are you going to do?

[automated voice]

Activating seat adjustment.

Adjusting seat position

to exterior of vehicle.

- [beeping]

- [Velma] Whoa!

Oh, Bill Nye.

What have you done?

Whoa!

You brilliant, lovable man.

I'm okay.

Speak for yourself. Finally found

the flaw in this thing, I guess.

[Nye] Well, yes,

but the pressure in Atlantis

would have to be over

35,000 kilopascal.

And that's on top

of the social pressures.

[growls]

You... monsters.

[howling]

[howling]

[giggles] Daddy,

this ride is fun.

That's right, baby.

It's all a 3D motion control ride.

- None of it's real.

- [cackles]

- [grunts]

- [engine revving]

Daddy just ate too much pizza and

fell asleep with the TV on again.

It's that

pepperoni-Westworld combo.

- Velma's got the right idea, Scoob.

- [thudding]

It's, like, safer in the armored truck.

Time to eject.

You guys comin'?

What? Are you

offering me dog treats?

Get out of here with that.

[pops]

[giggling]

Pepperoni Westworld.

[knocking on door]

Happy Halloween, boys.

I realize that this isn't normal,

but extenuating

circumstances.

Don't worry.

He's behind three inches

of reinforced laminate.

We'll be right here

if you need us.

[both breathe deeply]

Ms. Dinkley. I didn't expect

to see you again so soon.

So, you know who I am now,

Dr. Crane.

I may be the 53rd

most infamous

supervillain in the world,

but I'm still

fairly resourceful.

[imperceptible]

You weren't in Crystal Cove

to attack Elvira, were you?

What makes you think that?

Motive. You don't seem

like a crazed fan,

and you recently escaped

from Arkham Asylum.

Why risk your freedom to attack a

celebrity at a high-profile event?

Need I remind you that I am quite mad?

I am also a fan of Elvira.

I did write her a fan mail,

so technically I am both crazed and a fan.

[chuckles]

But you are correct.

I had no plans to attack Elvira

or to do anything tonight

other than watch

the Halloween parade.

You said we were

in a trap together.

I thought that maybe you were speaking

figuratively, but you weren't, were you?

Tell me...

Are you frightened yet?

- No.

- [both trembling]

You said that fear was an irrational

reaction. You are incorrect.

Fear is ancient.

Primordial.

Fear knows the answer

before you do, Ms. Dinkley.

So, yes.

I was speaking figuratively.

But we are also both

in a very literal trap,

as I'm sure you've surmised

based on the nature of this

unusually desperate little visit.

But, dude, who would be out to get

the Scarecrow and the Scooby gang?

It's true that we do not seem

to have anything in common,

but logic dictates that

there must be a link.

Someone went

to a great deal of effort

to track me down

and to lead you to me.

Do you think this is all linked

to the "Jackal Lanterns"?

- The what?

- [loud crash]

[cackling]

Mr. Nye, this is Fred.

Come in, Mr. Nye. Over.

[Nye] ...and that's on top

of the social pressures.

You know, dolphins have

kind of a mean streak...

[man] Seriously, Mr. Nye.

Thanks again.

It's past their bedtimes now,

so maybe we could just wrap this up.

[Nye] Oh, no. No problem.

Have a happy Halloween, everyone.

[sighs] Great.

Power steering's gone.

This thing is tight!

Hey, we should just switch outfits.

Why?

Think about it. You're famous, so naturally

the monsters will try to eat you first.

If I'm dressed like you,

I can act as bait while you stay safe.

I've heard of being hungry for

fame, but this is ridiculous.

- [cackles]

- [window squeaks]

All right. I'm up for anything.

Give me your scarf.

- [cackling]

- Huh?

[yells]

[Fred gasps]

- Computer.

- [automated voice] Acknowledged.

Mike and Michelle

need our help.

[automated voice]

Initiating rescue protocols.

- [screams]

- [laughing]

Lasers. Computer,

use the lasers on the pumpkins.

[automated voice] Activating type 1-4

UV laser defense system, patent pending.

[powering up]

All right.

Now we're talking.

- [alarm blares]

- [powering down]

The power's down.

[yells] And this whole

thing's electric.

Game over, man.

Game over.

Ha! Found the flaw.

- [loud crash]

- [all yelling]

[roaring]

- Daddy?

- Yeah, baby.

Now I really have to go.

Guys!

[both scream]

[roars]

[honking horn playing

funeral march]

Come on. Hurry.

Get in the car, Velma.

I can't leave

Dr. Crane in there.

Yeah, you can. It's easy.

I already did it.

"Don't worry. I won't sting you,"

said the scorpion to the frog.

[cackles]

[gasps]

Whoa. [screaming]

[straining]

[yelling]

[groans]

I'll need my personal effects.

[cackling]

Extenuating circumstances.

[roars]

Freddy, Mike,

Michelle, grab on!

A little help, Dr. Crane?

Dr. Crane? Dr. Crane?

[exhales] What did you

expect, Velma?

Hang on.

[laughing]

[sobbing]

Be brave, baby. Be brave.

There is no time

for bravery.

Run!

[all screaming]

[beeps]

- Ow!

- Freddy!

[Fred yells]

Yoink!

[roars]

[grunts]

[yelps]

I love your work.

Big fan.

Oh, with an outfit like that,

you'd better be.

No!

Phew.

[gasps, screams]

[gasps]

Um, I don't want to be a party pooper

or anything, but we're out of gas.

[engine sputtering]

Uh, now what?

Jeepers. It's the creepers.

Like, man, I vote we run.

[howling]

[sighs] I'm sorry, everyone.

I failed.

What are you talking

about, Velma?

I got cocky after we captured

Scarecrow. Before, even.

Like the Sheriff said,

he's been warning us

that we're in over our heads since we

caught the Trash Monster of Scranton.

The poor Sheriff.

I assumed we couldn't fail,

and that I couldn't make a mistake.

Because of that,

I didn't listen to Scooby and Shaggy.

Now we've had someone

arrested for a crime

they didn't commit, and we're no

closer to solving this mystery.

And we lost a shoe

and some good luggage.

And we're on the run

for our lives.

It's these dumb Jackal Lanterns.

They're unstoppable.

That's not true.

We've stopped a lot of them.

They smash real good.

Yeah, but there are

so many of them.

And that alpha pumpkin seems to disrupt

anything electrical that gets near it.

We don't need gadgets, Velma.

We have me.

What are you going

to do, Freddy?

I'm going to do

what I do best.

I'm gonna do traps.

[distant howling and cackling]

[battle cry]

Ugh. These Jackal Lanterns

are like a force of pure chaos

that resists every attempt

to apply order.

If I can just get a few quiet minutes in my

mind palace, maybe I can puzzle this out.

Well, if Scoob and I

were in your mind palace,

we'd help you look.

And I'd be the handsome

prince who lived there.

[chuckles] I wish I could take

you two into my mind palace.

We'd just break something.

Seriously. Sometimes I think I don't

appreciate what you guys bring to the table.

We wouldn't have a Scooby gang

without a Shaggy and a Scooby.

- Well, there is a way.

- A way to what?

A way we can join you

in your mind palace.

[Scooby-Doo reading]

Scooby Snacks?

[Scooby-Doo gulps]

What are you... [sputtering]

Hey. These actually

aren't bad.

Scooby Snacks

bring people together.

And they're delicious.

And now that we've all shared

Scooby Snacks together,

a part of us will be right there with

you when you go to your happy place.

- Mind palace.

- That too.

Thanks for the gesture, guys.

It was really sweet.

Okay, think, Velma.

Think like your life depends on it.

Okay, Ms. Dinkley.

Time to review the facts.

- Like, for some reason I thought there was going...

- [yelps]

...to be a lot more

math floating around.

You guys are really

in my mind palace?

- As advertised.

- It's the Mystery Machine.

Weird. Your mind palace looks

like the Mystery Machine.

For some reason I thought

it was gonna be a hobbit hole.

Yeah. Nerd stuff.

It can look like

anything you want it to.

I guess this is just where

I feel the most comfortable.

So, like, what do we do?

We just drive through

my memory and look for clues.

Let's start with

the Halloween parade.

[crashing]

Drive a little further.

Stop!

Scarecrow's equipment.

He said it was stolen from Toe Omni-Tech.

Hmm.

Huh?

Hmm.

Imaginary.

Oh.

Come on. We need to hurry.

Oh, boy. [nervous laugh] This is

starting to creep me out, man.

Like, we shouldn't have come.

Shaggy, Scooby.

You were in the pumpkin patch too.

What did you see?

We, like, saw

the Totalli Frame drones here

and then the pumpkins

started to come to life.

Totalli Frame?

Yeah. That's what it said on the side.

It was spelled all funny. See?

Ah. Totalli Frame.

[Fred] Time's up, guys.

They found us.

[distant cackling]

- How'd the mind tricks go?

- Mind palace. And not great.

These things aren't real.

I just can't prove it yet.

I have no doubt that science

will prevail eventually,

but there's something I

trust even more than science.

- Bazookas?

- No, silly. It's you guys.

Now let's go smash

some pumpkins.

[gasping]

[nose squeaks]

[explosion]

Yes.

Mystery Incorporated...

incorporate.

[all yelling]

♪ You and me were meant to be

I knew it from the start ♪

♪ Sugar sweet

You were like a thief ♪

♪ The way you stole my heart ♪

♪ Perfume

Just like butterscotch ♪

♪ A smile, oh, so fine ♪

♪ Seeing you, I somehow knew

I'd make you mine ♪

♪ Oh, look at us now ♪

♪ Nothin' that

We can't overcome ♪

♪ Always down

To have some fun ♪

♪ Oh, look at us now ♪

♪ Never thought

this could be ♪

♪ But look at us now ♪

♪ Look at us now ♪

[roaring]

- Stop.

- [roaring, cackling stops]

It worked. I'll admit it.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of failing.

Of failing science.

Failing justice.

Failing my friends.

But you've been using

those fears against me.

And I'm not afraid

of you anymore.

[Velma grunts]

[all] Velma!

[sinister laughter]

- [Velma] Freddy. The app.

- [gasps]

Punch it.

[all groan]

[giggles] Yay, high score.

[roaring faints]

- Velma?

- Velma?

Are you in there?

- It was a robot?

- Drones, to be more precise.

I owe that discovery

to Shaggy and Scooby.

[Scooby-Doo] Hmm?

Shaggy and Scooby noticed

that the Scarecrow's drones

had some writing on them.

Shaggy thought

it said "Totalli Frame,"

but the "Al" and the "Li" were written

like elements on the periodic table.

Aluminum and lithium.

The text actually read

"TOT Aluminum Lithium Frame,"

meaning that the drone itself was

made from a lightweight lithium alloy.

Light, but strong enough to carry

something heavy like Scarecrow's gas tanks.

Or a pumpkin.

All drones. Go figure.

What about the Sheriff

and Victoria Hasenpfeffer

and everyone who got

turned into pumpkins?

They're still right here.

[all gasping]

Ugh, my ankles are swollen.

[gasping]

[Velma] Everybody got put

into the monster's mouth,

then their personal

possessions were switched

- to a Jackal Lantern drone and sent back out.

- Hey.

The big guy here puts out an electromagnetic

pulse which disrupts electronics

and makes sure that no one can contact

the outside world once they've been eaten.

The same would've happened to me if I

hadn't known what I was getting into.

So that weird Scarecrow guy

did it after all.

No. Dr. Crane

was telling us the truth.

He was framed to draw

us in and distract us.

Distract us from what?

Bill Nye reminded us that

Crystal Cove is rich in lithium.

The proposed lithium mine would

have run under Crystal Cove,

but it never happened because the science

said it would damage the environment.

Oh, man. Like the town

square collapsing.

That's right.

Someone decided to mine

the lithium anyway,

and engineered this whole

mess to cover it up.

Someone who's gotten to know us well

enough that he can push our buttons.

Let's see what happens

when we start pushing his.

[buzzing]

Huh?

I'll take the "big reveal"

from here, Velma.

- [Shaggy] Reveal?

- [Daphne] Who's that?

- [overlapping conversations]

- What's happening?

Who is that?

[all] The Sheriff!

That's right. But Sheriff who?

You never bothered to ask.

I kept telling you

ever since you unmasked

the Trash Monster of Scranton

that you were in over your heads.

I warned you that if you kept

meddling in other people's business,

that there

would be consequences.

It was me.

These last few years,

it was all me pulling the strings.

But why?

Because he's not

a sheriff at all.

This is Cutler Toe,

former head of Toe Omni-Tech.

TOT.

Also known as the Trash

Monster of Scranton.

[overlapping conversations]

Um, I'm not seeing it.

[all] What!

That's right.

Once you exposed my plan

to make everyone think

a trash monster was causing

pollution instead of Toe Omni-Tech,

I went to jail and lost

half my stock.

To make things worse,

scientists said

my lithium mine

was going to pollute

the environment,

so I lost that too.

In prison, I'd learned

that Dr. Jonathan Crane,

AKA the Scarecrow,

was a fan of my tech.

So I did what anyone

in my situation would do.

I spent my remaining millions

to amass an army of drones

and moved to Crystal Cove to

impersonate a local Sheriff.

I used my position

as an authority figure

to get under your skins.

I'd tell you that you were breaking

the law to wear down your confidence,

and then tell you I supported

you to build it back up.

[Daphne] The old

"hotsy coldsy" trick.

[Cutler Toe]

Once the trap was set,

all I had to do was unleash

my robotic drills.

The robots would extract millions

of dollars worth of lithium

while I chased everyone

out of town

with my pumpkin drones.

And made you kids

look like fools.

And I'll bet the toxic waste

wasn't even toxic waste.

[Cutler Toe] Thanks to you, I'm not

allowed to have real toxic waste anymore.

So I spent another million

dollars to buy green glow sticks

and I snapped them

all into that tanker truck.

And you might've

gotten away with it too,

if it weren't for these

friends of mine.

Friendship's O-P.

Well, whatever.

Go ahead and celebrate.

Even you baby geniuses

can't arrest a hologram.

The real Cutler Toe

is in a very fast sportscar

packed with more money

than you dweebs will ever see

in your combined lifetimes.

I could be halfway

to Guam by now.

Not even the Feds

can catch me.

We'll see about that.

Right? What do you think,

Mr. Nye?

Did we keep him

talking long enough?

Perfect, Velma.

He's headed southbound,

still on Highway 13 by the Oak exit.

Hope that sportscar is as

swift as justice, Mr. Toe.

No! No!

[Malarkey]

That's Toe's car, all right.

He couldn't have gotten far.

Come on, it's not like someone

could just swoop in and grab him.

[crows cawing]

[engine sputtering]

[Elvira] Well, at least if the dead

ever come out of this graveyard,

they'll have a lot of

dead cars to choose from.

I can't believe it.

I think they're all wrecked.

[groans] These shoes

are the real monsters.

Well, they say

that the best way

to get to know someone is to

walk a mile in their shoes,

young Mentee of the Dark.

[sighs]

It is a nice night

for a walk.

Yeah, I'm not complaining.

Like, me either, Scoob.

All that sitting

and screaming wears you out.

Yeah, makes you hungry.

Hey, guys, check it out.

I did not lead us astray.

Civilization.

Dude. You are a lifesaver.

For real this time.

I'm... I'm still not sure I ever

want to see you again, though.

Happy trails, partner.

Keep in touch, Mike.

I don't think Calamity Jane here

would let me have it any other way.

Hey! You guys looking

for the Halloween party?

No. We don't have perfect costumes.

Can't you see that?

Oh. Well, I thought you guys were

dressed like those kids from the news.

The Mystery Teens

or whatever.

[Fred] Uh,

Mystery Incorporated.

Yeah, man.

Anyway, come on in.

We don't have an invitation.

Uh, well, good,

'cause we didn't make any.

[laughing]

Is there food?

Only if you count the sandwich

tray, cheese fountain,

the cookie station,

the ice cream bar,

Uncle Ernie's hot wings,

and the taco truck.

I can also make you some

pizza bagels if you want...

[laughs]

- What do you think, gang?

- Dancing? Looks like fun to me. I'm in.

I know I shouldn't ask, but,

really... can I have the wig?

It's not a wig.

Daphne, have you been trying to get

Elvira's outfit as a costume all along?

No.

But that's a great idea.

Now we can go to this party.

Wait. Were you just trying to replace

Elvira and take over her life?

She's done this before.

[chuckles nervously]

We once solved three mysteries with Phyllis

Diller before we even figured it out.

You are one weird kid. And I'm

proud to be your Mentor of the Dark.

It's not a wig.

It's a macaque.

- [screeches]

- And her name is Meredith.

Go ahead. Put her on.

You've earned her.

After the day we've had, I'm not

even gonna ask. You coming, Elvira?

Nah. I'm afraid I'm due back

at my usual haunt.

Well, thanks again.

See you around.

Every couple of hours,

just stick a piece of fruit

or some nuts up in there.

And, like, maybe if you find a cockroach

or snail. But those are sometimes foods.

Got it.

You're the best, Elvira.

I know.

Well, there you have it,

my children of the night.

The true story

of the fourth weirdest

Halloween night I've ever had.

And what have we learned?

That friendship

is stronger than monsters.

That there's an answer

to every mystery.

And that there is nothing

to fear, but fear itself.

And maybe this.

[distorted voice]

Happy Halloween.

[laughing]

Ah. Ooh.

Ooh.

[sobbing]

[heart thumping]

- She's alive. She's alive!

- [thunder crackling]

[Scooby-Doo]

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!