What's New, Scooby-Doo? (2002–2006): Season 2, Episode 12 - Uncle Scooby and Antarctica - full transcript

Look! It's got Dr. Zola!

Volunteer work at the zoo,
what a great job for Shaggy.

We haven't seen him
since we got here.

My guess is volunteer lunch break
has no time limit.

Like, gang, hey, I'm up here.

This is Toots. She loves peanuts.

And coincidentally, so do I.

Two for you, one for me.
Two for you, one for me.

And she also loves.
elephant jokes. Watch.

How do you make an elephant float?
Just add ice cream.

-See?
-Float?



Ice cream? Oh, I get it--

That's Scooby's new pal, Little Pete.

What a cutie. Is he new here?

He was found in the wild, and they've
been caring for him in the zoo nursery.

Oh, there's Little Pete.
I knew he'd be out here with Scooby.

Zelig the zookeeper, meet my pals.

-Time for another lunch break?
-Sure, if you'd like.

But I need to get Little Pete ready
for his flight.

I thought penguins
were flightless birds.

Yes, they are...

...but it's time for this penguin
to go back to his family in Antarctica.

Antarctica? You mean the one
in the South Pole?

But that's so far away, and Scooby's
been taking really good care of him here.

I'm afraid it's for his own welfare.
He needs to be back...



...in his natural climate.

But, tell you what, seeing as
Scooby's been such a good uncle...

...and Shaggy's so good
at taking care of animals...

...how would you like to accompany
Little Pete on the trip back home?

I'll take that as a yes.

Shaggy, thanks for asking the zookeeper
if we could come with you to Antarctica.

Like, a trip wouldn't be a trip
without you guys along.

Guess Scoob's got his job cut out, huh?
Keeping Little Pete from getting bored.

Hey, cold enough for you?

Like, thanks, captain.
It's nice and chilly for the little guy.

Wouldn't have it any other way.
Love the cold.

In fact, I'm a dedicated lce-ist.

-And an "lce-ist" is...?
-Someone who chews ice?

Only on special holidays. We devote
our lives to the love of frozen water.

It's a depleting resource, you know.
In a million years or so...

...this will be an iceless planet,
and then what will we do?

I never like to plan that far ahead.

That's why I fly these runs
to the eventually-melting South Pole.

Got to enjoy ice while you got it.

By the way, I don't mean to pry,
but who's flying the plane?

Oh, we're on automatic pilot.
This baby practically flies itself.

-Want a turn behind the wheel?
-Sure. I pride myself on my driving skills.

Re-fasten your seat belts.

What's this thing do?

This is a piece of cake!

Cape Dart Way Station,
built on an acre of prime ice estate.

Nearest neighbor hasn't been seen
in an ice age.

-I don't see any penguins yet.
-I don't see much of anything.

It's so dark out.
What time is morning?

July. Until then, it's continual night.

Man, what a great place
for sleeping in.

Looks like
they weren't expecting guests.

No, no. This place was up and running
just last week.

There was equipment here and workers.

Something's terribly wrong.

I'll say. Look over there.

He's in shock. Something must have
really scared him.

Like, maybe he's the guy
who has to clean up this place.

That thing! That thing!

Easy, easy. You're safe now.

Maybe it is us. Those hoods
do scary things with your hair.

Please, try to relax.
Can you tell us who you are?

Monroe Hopper,
assistant to Dr. Armand Zola.

And who's that?

Forgive me,
I've been through quite an ordeal.

-Would you like to tell us about it?
-No, no, no!

But I have to. You must be warned.

Dr. Zola's a brilliant scientist
with the answers to global warming...

...the shrinking ozone,
the threat to polar wildlife.

Amazing. Where is this man?

That's the horrible part. A giant creature
slithered out of the sea...

...part human and part hideous, scaly,
knife-toothed fish monster!

It demolished this place,
and dragged out Dr. Zola...

...plunging him down,
down into the freezing waters below us.

-Petey wants to go home.
-The workers ran for their lives.

But I couldn't move. Numb with fear,
seeing poor Dr. Zola-- No! No!

Relax, Mr. Hopper.
It's all over now, or not.

The generator!
Somehow it's working again.

-Where's the generator?
-Out there, in the generator room.

Now, that's great planning.

-What's that?
-Halt. Who goes there?

I mean, who's already here?

-It's another creature.
-It's just a person in a diving suit.

Why would anyone be wearing
a diving suit indoors?

Because I'm freezing.

I designed this suit to withstand cold
hundreds of degrees below zero.

Who are you, anyway?

We came to bring a penguin
back to the wild.

You should've stayed inside.

Have you noticed it's cold here
since the generator was wrecked?

-But now it's on again.
-That's my job.

I'm Sergeant Linda Rauch
from the Army Corps of Engineers...

...assigned to this bleak, chilling place.

I guess we owe you some thanks
for the repairs.

You don't owe me anything, unless
you can arrange for a transfer to Maui.

We'd better get this little penguin
back to Penguinville.

According to the zookeeper's
information, the penguin population...

...should be right where
these buildings are.

Innocent penguins displaced
by a gross misuse of ice.

I tell people not to build on the ice field,
but do they listen?

I need to prep my props
and fly you ice-breakers out of here.

Seems like she wouldn't mind seeing
the whole way station go away.

-How do we find the penguins?
-Easy.

Look for tuxedos, and if they're on birds,
that's them.

No sign yet of Little Pete's colony.

Good thing you brought along
those night-vision binoculars.

-It's three more months till morning.
-What has gills and scales...

...and runs like a man
but looks like a shark?

-Daphne, this is no time for a riddle.
-No, I really see it! Look!

Jinkies! It's that finned fiend.
What do we do?

-How about, not just stand here?
-Split up, gang, and run!

-Hang on, Shaggy!
-But it's hanging on to me!

That thing's got Fred!

Freddy! We can't get to him.

I wonder....

Bon voyage!

Zoinks! What's that?

There's a man under the ice.

I wish you wouldn't keep doing that.

It's Dr. Zola, frozen solid.

Man, he must be cold
without his earmuffs.

-Do you think he can be revived?
-We must.

He has so much to offer
the human race.

He could even tell you
where the penguins went.

-He's got to be thawed out quickly.
-Does anyone here have a blow dryer?

-What color?
-Not too quickly.

A sudden rise in temperature
could threaten his life.

Being frozen like leftovers couldn't be
real good for his health either.

Good point. That's why I'm going
to thaw it in my tanning booth.

Seems like she'd do anything
to get out of this place.

I made some tea to warm us up.

Listen up. I've got some bad news
and some good news.

The bad news is I won't be flying
you out of here for two days.

There's a big hailstorm coming.

Oh, no! Hailstorms make me
really nervous.

-What doesn't?
-What's the good news?

-Hail is ice!
-Great.

Well, we have two days.
Let's get Little Pete to his people...

...before that amphibious abnormality
finds its way back.

The TV here is just like the weather,
all you get is snow.

Hey, like, who turned out the light?

-The heat's off too.
-No heat?

But melting the ice was our only chance
to revive Dr. Zola.

That engineer, Sergeant Linda,
controls the power.

Could she have something to do
with the fish-faced felon?

We better go check out
the generator room.

-Could you stay and watch Dr. Zola?
-I would never leave his side.

There he goes.

All right, we need to split up again.

Some of us need
to go search that coastline...

...and some should keep watch
here at the ice field.

Shaggy, this time
you and Scooby get to choose.

Let's see, the coastline is where
Daphne just saw the monster.

-Yeah.
-But when we stay behind...

-...the monster always finds us.
-Yeah.

On the other hand, the monster
always finds us anyway.

-Yeah.
-Pick it, already.

Not this time, fella.

No! No! Save Scooby!

You can't, Shaggy!
The water's too cold. You'll freeze.

But what about Scooby?

Scooby! There's no time.

We've got to save Scooby now
before the gilled ghoul grabs him.

I'll find that sub-zero diving suit.

Little Pete, no!

It's okay. His feathers protect him
from the cold.

Yeah, but, like, what's gonna
protect him from the monster?

Is this some kind of air hose?

My hero.

We'll never get Little Pete
back to his penguins...

...while that scaly scoundrel's
still skulking.

Needless holes broken through
the precious polar surface.

Ice doesn't grow on trees, you know.

Unless you count icicles.

I can't wait to cart all of you
icy-hearted ice hackers out of here.

I can't wait to go. I'm already in training
for the Maui Triathlon.

That's a good goal.
I'm training to bench 221.

Dr. Zola's a brilliant man.

He knew when disaster
would rear its disastrous head.

-What do you mean?
-Well, the last time I came here...

...he warned everyone
to take my next flight out...

...or they'd suffer
horrendous consequences.

Again.

Suspects and clues seem to be
swimming through here like minnows.

Then the time has come for us
to tackle that big fish.

Well, gang, we're going
for the prize catch.

We've got a flexible aluminum pole,
precision reel, steel-wire cable line...

-...and, of course....
-Live bait.

In fact, the live-baitiest
we've ever been.

Don't worry. As soon as
the creature shows to gobble up...

...you tasty morsels, we'll snag him
with this Velcro sure-to-stick net.

I don't know what's worse,
dangling here to attract...

...a terrifying, ferocious sea freak...

...or spraying ourselves
in "Scent of Squid."

They're biting today.
I see something coming under the ice.

Seal. Pull them up.

Go away! Go away!
We're not really fish!

Scoob, bark or something.

Hang in there, guys.
A good fisherman is always patient.

Fred, I think the blood is running
to our tail fins.

Remember, patience is its own reward.

Maybe so,
but Scooby Snacks are ours.

Plus a hot bath in the somewhat
near future. Please.

-The creature!
-Run!

Let's just see who's slithering
under those scales.

The diving suit! This must be
that shivering sergeant.

More likely, it's....

Monroe Hopper!

This is one fish story
that's worth hearing.

So Dr. Zola thought of everything,
including a fish creature...

...to scare people away while we froze
his brain and body until the next century.

I knew that thing was human
from the moment I found your air hose.

Do you expect us to believe Dr. Zola...

...actually wanted you
to shove him under the ice?

There's a depth of water in Antarctica
that's the coldest in the world...

...preserving him
as no cryogenics could.

So he might share his brilliant plans
for the future with the future.

-Unbelievable.
-That's what I say.

So this is the world of the future.

It's not at all what I expected.

The clothes and the people,
so much like ours in the far past...

...yet so different.
You, sir, do you speak my language?

-Like, no problem, dude.
-I didn't think so.

-I wonder how long I've been frozen.
-About three days.

What? Hopper!
What are you doing here?

I'm sorry to say, sir,
the experiment failed because of them.

You mean you kids would dare to meddle
with the future of mankind?

Well, if the shoe fits....

I can finally go home now
and forget the screw-loose idea...

...of freezing myself for the future.
Hopper, did you pack my cloning kit?

-Yes, sir.
-Hope you don't mind a detour.

Captain Cloyd is dropping me off
at the Sydney airport.

-I got my transfer to Maui.
-And then I'm back to the South Pole.

The time has come to settle down
on that little ice farm.

And, of course, thanks to Dr. Zola,
we located the penguins.

Well, Scooby, better say goodbye
to your little pal.

Like, you've been a good uncle, Scoob.
Little Pete's learned a lot from you.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

Bye.