What's New, Scooby-Doo? (2002–2006): Season 2, Episode 13 - New Mexico, Old Monster - full transcript
The gang visits Shaggy's friend Jimmy Proudwolf (and his dog Shooby), and soon discover a gigantic bird terrorizing the New Mexico skies.
Man, those New Mexico skies
are a feast for the eyes.
Like, it's too bad my eyes
aren't the part that's hungry.
We're almost to Santa Fe, Shaggy.
You can get a snack after we drop off...
-...your statue at the gallery.
-It's great Shaggy's...
...Scooby sculpture is in the art show.
I owe it all to the
perfect sculpture model.
"Cochiti Reservation."
Hey, Jimmy Proudwolf lives there.
We've been pals
since we were little kids.
I'd sure love him to see
my Scooby sculpture.
Yeah, me too.
Well, I think we have time
for a little lunch detour.
Hang on.
Thanks for the warning, Freddy.
"Like, Jimmy's Dreamcatchers."
-Like, Jimmy.
-Like, Shaggy.
Jimmy Proudwolf, this is Velma,
Daphne and Fred.
-Hello.
-Hi, there.
-And you remember Scooby.
-No way. Check out Shooby.
-No way.
-Like, maybe we'd better get inside.
-Expecting rain?
-If it were only that.
This statue of Scooby
is for a sculpture show in Santa Fe.
No way. I'm kind of an artist now too.
I make dreamcatchers and sell them
to anyone who shares their vibes.
No way.
You two are like two soybeans in a pod.
Like, we've been buddies since we met
at the Redwood Rabbit Daycare Center.
Jimmy tied me for most
gold stickers in nap time.
But Shaggy was the all-sticker
champion in snack time.
-No way.
-Coming up here, like...
...you didn't notice anything unusual
in the skies, did you?
Just the beautiful
New Mexico cloud formations.
There was one shaped like boxer shorts.
Maybe we should get
Scooby and Shooby inside too.
But why? They seem to be having
so much fun up on that hillside.
That's why.
Run, Scooby, run.
Hey, you big bird, leave him alone.
Let me guess. That was
the unusual thing in the sky.
And I thought seeing
boxer shorts was strange.
That feathered fiend snatched
Shaggy's sculpture of Scooby.
-Better than snatching the real thing.
-You said it.
Excuse me. Have you seen a giant,
vicious, hook-clawed birdie?
-Only one today.
-Where? Where?
-It flew away.
-Oh, chirp.
And you are...?
Hi, I'm Avery Orenthal,
lifelong birdwatcher.
Seen every rare North American bird.
Checked them off this card.
Even the spine-billed dickey grebe.
Now, I've heard about this
foul-feathered fowl, never yet watched...
...by any birdwatcher, and I'm going
to be the watcher who watches it.
I gotta fly.
So, Jimmy, maybe now's a good time
to tell us what's going on around here.
Like, I wish I knew. That thing's
appeared a few times lately.
Yesterday a man from the reservation
was exploring on the mountain...
-...and it carried him away.
-How horrible!
Yeah. My people are really bummed.
They've called for a traveling shaman to
speak to us tonight in the sweat lodge.
He speaks while you sweat?
It's where we go to search
for the big answers.
Searching for answers
is right up our alley.
-May we join you in the sweat lodge?
-Sure. Everyone's welcome.
You'll get to learn about our problem.
I'll also get to make up
for missing my spa session.
The Anasazi people, who made their
homes in the caves above your village...
...they all disappeared 1300 years ago.
Nobody knows where they went.
Now they really had a mystery
on their hands. Okay.
In their caves we find the pictographs,
the wall paintings.
They show a gigantic flying beast.
It is the Wakumi.
It is a dreadful spirit
from Anasazi legend.
It did not want intruders climbing up
the mountain...
...to the sacred hunting grounds
of the gods.
Did it scare away the Anasazi?
We will never know the answer.
Has the Wakumi
returned for your people?
You don't want to know the horror.
Jeepers!
What we need is a 500-pound cat.
Sorry about your poor broken sculpture,
Shaggy.
No problem.
Scoob will just pose for another one.
I heard the commotion.
Have you seen
the Great Gliding Grabber?
I came up with that name myself.
You missed it again.
It flew up to that mountain.
Oh, chirp and tweet!
Strange how that bird watcher
always seems to be missing his bird.
-Is that where the cliff dwellings are?
-Yeah, man.
The Anasazi lived in the caves
above the reservation.
And the mountain continues
a mile beyond that.
Can you and Shooby
take us up there, Jimmy?
We're kind of scared of heights.
But there's this girl on the reservation
who's a total expert.
Cody Long. She'll help you scale
any dizzying, slippery, sheer drop...
...mile-high mountain.
Careful. Those ladders have been here
for hundreds of years.
Too bad they didn't have escalators.
Thanks, Cody.
Those must be the pictures
the shaman was talking about.
They're called pictographs.
They tell the stories of the people's
lives, wars, hunts and legends.
There doesn't seem to be a pictograph
of a big Wakumi bird.
What a pretty feather. I wonder
what kind of bird it belonged to.
-I'd say it came from some sort of hawk.
-A hawk feather?
-That could be considered an evil omen.
-It could also be considered a clue.
What's right above these caves?
The upper mesas. Flatlands where the
Anasazi farmed far above their enemies.
Could you lead us up higher, Cody?
Where the old Anasazi had a farm?
Well, of all the creepy ghostly places
we've ever been...
...this is definitely the highest
creepy ghostly place.
What's on that ledge up there?
Something's shining.
Let's climb up there and check it out.
We're already higher
than I'm supposed to take you.
Oh, that's okay.
I can get up there by myself.
She shouldn't go up to that ledge.
It's not safe
with that terrible creature flying around.
-But we're gonna find out what it is.
-This is weird.
Heads up.
An oxygen tank.
Why would that be up here?
Daphne, look out!
Yikes! It's got her.
-It's heading for those peaks.
-We've got to save Daphne.
I can't lead you up
where the evil spirits reign.
She sure doesn't seem to want us
on that mountain.
Then I'll take us up.
I used to hike a little in Yosemite...
...till the bear took my clothes.
The guidebook said the top
of this mountain is Wheeler Peak...
...the very highest point in New Mexico.
Think climbing, guys.
When you're hundreds of feet up
on the sheer face of a mountain wall...
-...there's nothing else to think about.
-Except, maybe, lunch?
Got you covered, Shaggy.
"Freeze Dried Scooby Snax.
Just swallow".
Sounds like regular Scooby Snax.
Try some, Scoob.
The air up here is getting thin.
We might start feeling lightheaded.
Maybe that's why I'm seeing a mountain
made of peanut butter.
And jelly.
Turn back. Turn back.
Now I hear somebody saying,
"Turn back."
Turn back. Turn back.
So was that a real vision
or a "vision" vision?
It doesn't matter. We can't turn back
if we wanna get to Daphne.
This is getting harder and harder.
Maybe it has something to do
with that snoring sound.
-Well, maybe we all need a rest.
-Look.
Shaggy! Scooby!
-Everyone safe and sound?
-Sound, maybe. But not safe.
We made it. Now, where do you think
we'll find Daphne?
-Maybe trapped in some bird's nest!
-That's no bird's nest.
What the heck is going on up here?
Daphne must be up here somewhere.
I think there's something up in that tree.
-Chirp.
-What are you doing up here?
I'm finally going to see it.
Oh, chirp, chirp.
-Do you know what's going on up here?
-Who cares?
What's important is the shame and
disgrace of not seeing that big birdie.
I plan to lure it with this mating call.
-No!
-Stop. Wait!
Trespassers have breached
the perimeter.
-Daphne.
-I never thought you'd find me up here.
This is Leon Strongfeather, the missing
explorer that Jimmy told us about.
Can you get us out?
Who are those people
in the scary uniforms?
Some sort of secret organization.
I overheard them talking
about a meteor shower...
...that could have brought otherworldly
life forms.
-That does sound pretty weird.
-No. I mean that "zoinks"!
We'll be back for you, Daphne.
Right now, we've got to...
...run for our lives!
There must be some connection
between that Wakumi...
...and the secret activity up here.
The only way we're gonna get Daphne
off this mountain is if we could fly.
I'm way ahead of you, Shaggy.
Some fallen tree limbs, a few tent tarps,
a wad of gum peeled off my shoe...
...and voila! A hang glider for five.
So we're supposed to
get on something...
...thrown together
from stuff in the woods...
...and jump it over that very high cliff,
just on pure faith in Fred?
-Right.
-Can I have a second to think it--?
Everybody lean to the left.
The Wakumi!
Hold tight.
Scooby!
A perfect three-point landing.
Too bad this thing
has five landing points.
It's just a great big glider.
Oxygen tanks like the one I found.
They must be for breathing
in the high altitudes.
Time to reveal our fine-feathered fanatic.
It's....
Nobody we know?
You're that mystical shaman.
Actually, Colonel Henry Thornwald,
commander of the research site.
Like, were you really checking out
outer-space life forms on that meteor?
My scientists may have discovered
an extraterrestrial breakthrough.
It's been kept top-secret
from even the U.S. government.
So why are you telling us?
Nobody's gonna believe
a bunch of meddling kids.
We'll see about that.
So the Wakumi is not
from the Anasazi cave legends.
He made it up to scare people
away from the mountain.
And if anybody got too close, he carried
you away to that big bad bird coop.
Well, now we're carrying him away
to the authorities below.
Oh, I'll never check that big Wakumi
off my card.
I won't be able
to hold my head up again.
Then hold this one.
Chirp, chirp!
Like, welcome back safe and sound.
I made these dreamcatchers
for you guys.
So you can bliss out
on your sweetest dreams.
-From Shooby, a special farewell treat.
-Wow, "Shooby Snax"!
Like, I just wish I still had my sculpture
of Scoob for the exhibit tomorrow.
Like, no problem. Think back, man,
to our days in the sandbox.
Everyone at this exhibit sure likes
my lifelike statue of Scoob.
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
are a feast for the eyes.
Like, it's too bad my eyes
aren't the part that's hungry.
We're almost to Santa Fe, Shaggy.
You can get a snack after we drop off...
-...your statue at the gallery.
-It's great Shaggy's...
...Scooby sculpture is in the art show.
I owe it all to the
perfect sculpture model.
"Cochiti Reservation."
Hey, Jimmy Proudwolf lives there.
We've been pals
since we were little kids.
I'd sure love him to see
my Scooby sculpture.
Yeah, me too.
Well, I think we have time
for a little lunch detour.
Hang on.
Thanks for the warning, Freddy.
"Like, Jimmy's Dreamcatchers."
-Like, Jimmy.
-Like, Shaggy.
Jimmy Proudwolf, this is Velma,
Daphne and Fred.
-Hello.
-Hi, there.
-And you remember Scooby.
-No way. Check out Shooby.
-No way.
-Like, maybe we'd better get inside.
-Expecting rain?
-If it were only that.
This statue of Scooby
is for a sculpture show in Santa Fe.
No way. I'm kind of an artist now too.
I make dreamcatchers and sell them
to anyone who shares their vibes.
No way.
You two are like two soybeans in a pod.
Like, we've been buddies since we met
at the Redwood Rabbit Daycare Center.
Jimmy tied me for most
gold stickers in nap time.
But Shaggy was the all-sticker
champion in snack time.
-No way.
-Coming up here, like...
...you didn't notice anything unusual
in the skies, did you?
Just the beautiful
New Mexico cloud formations.
There was one shaped like boxer shorts.
Maybe we should get
Scooby and Shooby inside too.
But why? They seem to be having
so much fun up on that hillside.
That's why.
Run, Scooby, run.
Hey, you big bird, leave him alone.
Let me guess. That was
the unusual thing in the sky.
And I thought seeing
boxer shorts was strange.
That feathered fiend snatched
Shaggy's sculpture of Scooby.
-Better than snatching the real thing.
-You said it.
Excuse me. Have you seen a giant,
vicious, hook-clawed birdie?
-Only one today.
-Where? Where?
-It flew away.
-Oh, chirp.
And you are...?
Hi, I'm Avery Orenthal,
lifelong birdwatcher.
Seen every rare North American bird.
Checked them off this card.
Even the spine-billed dickey grebe.
Now, I've heard about this
foul-feathered fowl, never yet watched...
...by any birdwatcher, and I'm going
to be the watcher who watches it.
I gotta fly.
So, Jimmy, maybe now's a good time
to tell us what's going on around here.
Like, I wish I knew. That thing's
appeared a few times lately.
Yesterday a man from the reservation
was exploring on the mountain...
-...and it carried him away.
-How horrible!
Yeah. My people are really bummed.
They've called for a traveling shaman to
speak to us tonight in the sweat lodge.
He speaks while you sweat?
It's where we go to search
for the big answers.
Searching for answers
is right up our alley.
-May we join you in the sweat lodge?
-Sure. Everyone's welcome.
You'll get to learn about our problem.
I'll also get to make up
for missing my spa session.
The Anasazi people, who made their
homes in the caves above your village...
...they all disappeared 1300 years ago.
Nobody knows where they went.
Now they really had a mystery
on their hands. Okay.
In their caves we find the pictographs,
the wall paintings.
They show a gigantic flying beast.
It is the Wakumi.
It is a dreadful spirit
from Anasazi legend.
It did not want intruders climbing up
the mountain...
...to the sacred hunting grounds
of the gods.
Did it scare away the Anasazi?
We will never know the answer.
Has the Wakumi
returned for your people?
You don't want to know the horror.
Jeepers!
What we need is a 500-pound cat.
Sorry about your poor broken sculpture,
Shaggy.
No problem.
Scoob will just pose for another one.
I heard the commotion.
Have you seen
the Great Gliding Grabber?
I came up with that name myself.
You missed it again.
It flew up to that mountain.
Oh, chirp and tweet!
Strange how that bird watcher
always seems to be missing his bird.
-Is that where the cliff dwellings are?
-Yeah, man.
The Anasazi lived in the caves
above the reservation.
And the mountain continues
a mile beyond that.
Can you and Shooby
take us up there, Jimmy?
We're kind of scared of heights.
But there's this girl on the reservation
who's a total expert.
Cody Long. She'll help you scale
any dizzying, slippery, sheer drop...
...mile-high mountain.
Careful. Those ladders have been here
for hundreds of years.
Too bad they didn't have escalators.
Thanks, Cody.
Those must be the pictures
the shaman was talking about.
They're called pictographs.
They tell the stories of the people's
lives, wars, hunts and legends.
There doesn't seem to be a pictograph
of a big Wakumi bird.
What a pretty feather. I wonder
what kind of bird it belonged to.
-I'd say it came from some sort of hawk.
-A hawk feather?
-That could be considered an evil omen.
-It could also be considered a clue.
What's right above these caves?
The upper mesas. Flatlands where the
Anasazi farmed far above their enemies.
Could you lead us up higher, Cody?
Where the old Anasazi had a farm?
Well, of all the creepy ghostly places
we've ever been...
...this is definitely the highest
creepy ghostly place.
What's on that ledge up there?
Something's shining.
Let's climb up there and check it out.
We're already higher
than I'm supposed to take you.
Oh, that's okay.
I can get up there by myself.
She shouldn't go up to that ledge.
It's not safe
with that terrible creature flying around.
-But we're gonna find out what it is.
-This is weird.
Heads up.
An oxygen tank.
Why would that be up here?
Daphne, look out!
Yikes! It's got her.
-It's heading for those peaks.
-We've got to save Daphne.
I can't lead you up
where the evil spirits reign.
She sure doesn't seem to want us
on that mountain.
Then I'll take us up.
I used to hike a little in Yosemite...
...till the bear took my clothes.
The guidebook said the top
of this mountain is Wheeler Peak...
...the very highest point in New Mexico.
Think climbing, guys.
When you're hundreds of feet up
on the sheer face of a mountain wall...
-...there's nothing else to think about.
-Except, maybe, lunch?
Got you covered, Shaggy.
"Freeze Dried Scooby Snax.
Just swallow".
Sounds like regular Scooby Snax.
Try some, Scoob.
The air up here is getting thin.
We might start feeling lightheaded.
Maybe that's why I'm seeing a mountain
made of peanut butter.
And jelly.
Turn back. Turn back.
Now I hear somebody saying,
"Turn back."
Turn back. Turn back.
So was that a real vision
or a "vision" vision?
It doesn't matter. We can't turn back
if we wanna get to Daphne.
This is getting harder and harder.
Maybe it has something to do
with that snoring sound.
-Well, maybe we all need a rest.
-Look.
Shaggy! Scooby!
-Everyone safe and sound?
-Sound, maybe. But not safe.
We made it. Now, where do you think
we'll find Daphne?
-Maybe trapped in some bird's nest!
-That's no bird's nest.
What the heck is going on up here?
Daphne must be up here somewhere.
I think there's something up in that tree.
-Chirp.
-What are you doing up here?
I'm finally going to see it.
Oh, chirp, chirp.
-Do you know what's going on up here?
-Who cares?
What's important is the shame and
disgrace of not seeing that big birdie.
I plan to lure it with this mating call.
-No!
-Stop. Wait!
Trespassers have breached
the perimeter.
-Daphne.
-I never thought you'd find me up here.
This is Leon Strongfeather, the missing
explorer that Jimmy told us about.
Can you get us out?
Who are those people
in the scary uniforms?
Some sort of secret organization.
I overheard them talking
about a meteor shower...
...that could have brought otherworldly
life forms.
-That does sound pretty weird.
-No. I mean that "zoinks"!
We'll be back for you, Daphne.
Right now, we've got to...
...run for our lives!
There must be some connection
between that Wakumi...
...and the secret activity up here.
The only way we're gonna get Daphne
off this mountain is if we could fly.
I'm way ahead of you, Shaggy.
Some fallen tree limbs, a few tent tarps,
a wad of gum peeled off my shoe...
...and voila! A hang glider for five.
So we're supposed to
get on something...
...thrown together
from stuff in the woods...
...and jump it over that very high cliff,
just on pure faith in Fred?
-Right.
-Can I have a second to think it--?
Everybody lean to the left.
The Wakumi!
Hold tight.
Scooby!
A perfect three-point landing.
Too bad this thing
has five landing points.
It's just a great big glider.
Oxygen tanks like the one I found.
They must be for breathing
in the high altitudes.
Time to reveal our fine-feathered fanatic.
It's....
Nobody we know?
You're that mystical shaman.
Actually, Colonel Henry Thornwald,
commander of the research site.
Like, were you really checking out
outer-space life forms on that meteor?
My scientists may have discovered
an extraterrestrial breakthrough.
It's been kept top-secret
from even the U.S. government.
So why are you telling us?
Nobody's gonna believe
a bunch of meddling kids.
We'll see about that.
So the Wakumi is not
from the Anasazi cave legends.
He made it up to scare people
away from the mountain.
And if anybody got too close, he carried
you away to that big bad bird coop.
Well, now we're carrying him away
to the authorities below.
Oh, I'll never check that big Wakumi
off my card.
I won't be able
to hold my head up again.
Then hold this one.
Chirp, chirp!
Like, welcome back safe and sound.
I made these dreamcatchers
for you guys.
So you can bliss out
on your sweetest dreams.
-From Shooby, a special farewell treat.
-Wow, "Shooby Snax"!
Like, I just wish I still had my sculpture
of Scoob for the exhibit tomorrow.
Like, no problem. Think back, man,
to our days in the sandbox.
Everyone at this exhibit sure likes
my lifelike statue of Scoob.
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!