(Freddy)
Previously on
"Mystery Incorporated.."
The freak of Crystal Cove
is my father.
Mayor Jones?
My whole life
has been a lie, Daphne.
I have parents I've never known.
The engagement is off.
I'm leaving Crystal Cove,
and I'm leaving tonight.
Mystery Incorporated is dead.
If you'd just told us
about Angel sooner
this never would have happened!
I can't go to military school!
And don't worry about Scooby.
We found him
a nice farm to live on.
Farm?
Run for your lives!
He's back!
[screaming]
[laughing maniacally]
boom
[siren wailing]
boom
screech
[groans]
man-baby not real,
man-baby not real!
[crying]
You don't like Crybaby Clown?
Ooh hoo hoo!
That hurts my feelings!
Maybe you're just hungry.
Drink up!
Whoa!
Mommy!
[laughing maniacally]
boom
[sighs]
What have I gotten myself into?
If you ask me,
I'd say it's a mystery.
Who-who are you?
They call themselves
Mystery Incorporated.
'The dog's locked up
on a farm upstate.'
'You're on your own
tracking down the others.'
'My suggestion? Start tonight.'
'You want this mystery
solved, bring them home'
or your run as the new mayor
of Crystal Cove
is going to be short-lived.
chomp
(male #1)
'Hope you had a nice time
in the hole, dog.'
Hmph! Trying to tell me
what to do with my life.
chomp chomp
Look, I had to try
to escape, okay?
'I made a promise
to my friends'
because if I don't, he wins.
Well, what would you do?
chomp chomp
Fine! Stay here
and let them milk you.
Nobody milks Scooby-Doo.
'Sooner or later, I'll escape.'
[instrumental music]
[screaming]
[alarm blaring]
Tarnation! That's it!
Come back here!
'I got a double-barreled
surprise for ya!'
[gunshot]
Huh?
Aah!
screech
- 'Scooby-Doo?'
- Uh, yeah?
Get in.
- Do I know you?
- My name is Janet Nettles.
I'm the new mayor
of Crystal Cove.
The town and I need your help,
Scooby.
We've been attacked
by an evil man-baby
named Crybaby Clown.
Sorry, can't help you.
Not until I find my friends.
I think I can help you
with that.
'There's everything on their
whereabouts I could dig up.'
'Anything else?'
Uh...got any Scooby snacks?
You are nothin'
but insignificant polyps
on the goiter of humanity.
Yes, sir, goiter, sir!
Private Hippie,
did I not tell you
to shave that growth
off your chin?
Like, dude, sir, um, it's kind
of got a mind of its own.
I'm might not even sure
really what it is.
Private Hippie,
do you take me for a fool?
Um, sir, do you really
want me to answer that?
[rumbling]
Huh?
What the..
Leave my pilot Hippie..
I mean Shaggy...alone!
Scooby-Doo!
Like, boy, am I glad to see you!
We're under attack, boys.
Remember your training.
[all screaming]
Ohh. Teenagers.
[screaming]
- Like, how did you find me?
- New mayor.
Crystal Cove's being attacked
by an evil man-baby clown.
They need us.
Hello, sir or madam,
could you tell me if Brad Chiles
or Judy Reeves lives here?
[sighs]
knock knock
Hi, sir or madam,
could you take..
[tank engine revving]
- Fred!
Shaggy, Scooby!
What are you doing here?
Like, we're trying to find you!
Why do you look like a hobo?
Do I? I hadn't noticed.
Sorry, guys, but I'm not coming
back till I find my parents.
But, like, dude,
Crystal Cove is under attack
by a crazy man-baby!
Find somebody else.
But, Fred,
he's also an evil clown.
What?
Years ago, the Drake brothers
captured a crazy
evil baby clown
in what is now referred
to in trapping circles
as the Omega Conundrum
but no one has ever trapped
a crazy, evil baby clown
that was also...a man!
- He would be the first.
- Legendary.
But as soon as he's trapped,
I'm continuing my search.
Absolutely!
Wow. This place looks deserted.
Not quite. Look!
screech
Waah! Waah!
Oh, boy, trap legendaryness,
here I come!
screech
Uh-oh!
Fred! Get out of there!
Run! Oh-ho! Run!
Waah! Waah!
Aah!
Waah!
screech
No fair!
Crybaby Clown wants to play tag,
and you're it.
[both gasp]
boom
Oh!
boom
screech
[screams]
boom
Shaggy, we have to help Fred!
Shaggy?
[whimpering]
Military school
did you a lot of good.
[panting]
Waah! Waah!
[laughing]
Oh!
screech
Hey! I know this net.
You should.
You built it
[gasping]
Nice fur bed.
Wait! Wry sense of humor
tinged with a whiff of disdain
and superiority..
- Velma?
- Who were you expecting?
Rorschach?
Ohh, it's so good
to see you, Velma!
Jinkies! I think this is the
most PDA you've ever shown me.
[gasps]
Don't worry, Fred,
we'll save you.
Oh!
- Huh?
It's nice to see you guys too.
- Velma?
Oy. Where was this affection
when we were dating?
It's been chaos since you left.
Crybaby Clown
has terrorized the town
and he's destroyed tourism.
At first I didn't care.
I didn't want anything to do
with mystery solving.
Because of us.
I'm sorry we
left you behind, Velma.
- It wasn't personal.
- Yes, it was.
I admit, I messed up
by not telling you
Angel was an original member of
the first Mystery Incorporated
but leaving me...hurt.
In the end, though,
I realized I had to help
and I couldn't do it alone.
I'm not Mystery Incorporated,
we all are.
- What about Angel? And Mr. E?
- And Pericles!
No one's seen Mr. E
since the night Fred's dad..
I mean,
Mayor Jones was arrested.
Angel came to my house once,
but I wouldn't take to her.
As for Pericles, I assumed
he drowned in the caves
'with the pieces
of the Planispheric Disk.'
Scooby?
Like, what's wrong, bud?
Pericles survived. I saw him.
And he has the disk pieces.
(all)
What?
If Pericles gets
the other four pieces..
One mystery at a time.
Pericles first
needs to find the other pieces.
That could take months. Years!
Right now, we have to deal
with Crybaby Clown.
Which means we still need
one more thing...Daphne.
Uh, that might be a problem.
(Freddy)
'Boyfriend? That guy?'
No way. He's too handsome.
And what is that weirdo
doing with her hands?
He's holding them, Fred.
It's what boyfriends
do with girlfriends.
Well, let me see
those binoculars, Fred.
Like, is it me, or does
that dude look a lot like
'that famous actor from
all those "Dusk" movies?'
- What's his name?
- Baylor Hotner.
Yeah, the one with the amazing
abs who plays the were-turtle.
It looks like Baylor Hotner
because it is Baylor Hotner.
He's in Crystal Cove
doing research
for the latest "Dusk" movie.
"Dusk 4, Still Dusk".
Yeah? I got something
he can research.
[car horn blaring]
So you delivered a baby?
From a monkey?
Sure. I've delivered
lots of animal babies.
I'm not just all about acting
and having super amazing abs.
Wow, Baylor!
You've been all over the world.
And I've never even been farther
than Gatorsburg.
You know, I'm traveling
to Africa next month
to shoot a commercial
for my pro-environment cause
Go Green Jeans.
♪ It's compost on your behind ♪
♪ Fits like a glove
as you start to grind ♪
♪ Healthy for the Earth
if it makes you feel better ♪
♪ Buy it for your butt
be a green trendsetter ♪♪
'Go green jeans, yo.'
Maybe you'd like to, uh,
come along on the shoot?
Uh-oh.
(all)
Whoa!
[screaming]
[gasps]
Baylor, look!
A hobo! We've never had one
in Crystal Cove before.
We should give him change
or hard candy or something.
Sure. I think I've got an extra
baggie of whey protein on me.
Oh, Baylor, you're everything
I never knew I wanted.
To think my whole life used to
revolve around mystery solving!
What a waste, huh?
vroom
She didn't recognize me!
I'm sorry, Fred.
You broke her heart.
She moved on.
Without me.
I can't thank you all enough
for coming back.
The town and I are grateful.
Speak for yourself there,
supposed mayor.
[sighs]
Sheriff, not this again.
- Is there a problem?
- She's not my mayor!
In the event of a mayoral
arrest, the sheriff, that's me
shall assume the responsibility
of emergency mayor.
It's in the sheriffing handbook.
No, it's not.
I was elected to this
office by the people, Bronson.
- That's how democracy works.
- Yeah?
Well, that's not democracy works
in my America.
I just don't get it.
Baylor Hotner doesn't even
wear an ascot!
Pull it together, Fred.
Ready for what's behind
these doors?
Ah, like,
if it's the cafeteria
then the answer from my stomach
is a big fat yes!
I second that emotion.
Not the buffet
I was hoping for, ho ho.
There they are, here to save
us from Crybaby Clown!
Three cheers
for Mystery Incorporated!
- Hip hip..
- Hurray!
- Hip hip..
- Hurray!
- Hip hip..
- Hurray!
Is the town cheering? For us?
They hate us
until they need us.
Typical adult herd mentality.
Norville?
What are you and Scooby
doing out of prison
and the pound?
I mean, military school
and the farm!
Ha ha! Mom, dad!
Ah, like, they, uh,
they let me out early
And they made me into, uh,
a general. Yeah!
And, like, Scooby here's
undercover with me
so we can save the town.
That sounds plausible,
doesn't it?
Let's, like, have some hoots
and some fist pumps, people!
- Hip hip..
- Hurray!
- Hip hip..
- Hurray!
screech
[all groaning]
You all know me.
You know how I earn a living.
I'm a bad clown.
'Stopping me
ain't gonna be easy.'
There's no string
and a net to catching me like
Mano Tiki Tia
or Redbeard's ghost.
This Crybaby Clown
swallow your town whole.
[chuckles]
You want your tourism back?
You're gonna pay me $5 million.
'For that, you get the pacifier'
'the rattle,
the whole darn clown.'
So what's it going to be?
Me, or Mystery Incorporated?
Well, it sounds like
a good deal to me.
I'll start passing the hat.
So long, mystery goofs.
Hold on, Clown!
That is our town.
[stammering]
That's right!
And we don't need money
to protect it.
Although it would be nice..
Ow!
Freddy, I think
it's trapping time.
Right, Velma!
And I know the perfect g..
The perfect, uh..
- I...guh!
- What's wrong?
I...my trapping knowledge!
It's gone!
My mind is...is empty!
[whining]
So tragic.
Oh, well, I offered.
Hmm?
[all screaming]
Time's up, Crystal Cove!
Somebody get the lights.
Sheriff?
No way! I'm not leaving
my fetal position.
Hurry, to the doors!
[all screaming]
No exit here!
Is-is-is that--
A dirty diaper bomb.
Wah, wah, wah.
This baby needs changing.
[all screaming]
boom
Mystery Incorporated
will save the town?
Way to go, supposed mayor.
I'm keeping the 50 cents
I collected.
I don't understand it.
Why didn't I know what to do?
It's like I've had some sort of
trap-related amnesia.
It's not just you, Fred.
I've been studying
Crybaby Clown for weeks
and I have yet to find
a single pattern.
Not one clue.
It's like my mystery-solving
skills have vanished.
Shaggy, Scooby,
what about you guys?
Well, like, I don't
feel much different.
Business as usual.
Gang, I think
I know what's wrong.
knock knock
Fred, this isn't a good idea.
Mystery solving
is in Daphne's blood.
Despite what happened between us
she'll come back, I know it.
Nan, why is there a bearded,
dirty wizard at our door?
Mr. Blake, it's me, Fred Jones?
It's good to see you, sir.
Jones.
I heard you were back in town.
You got some nerve
coming here after
breaking my daughter's heart.
Dad, who is..
[gasps]
Dad, I'll handle this.
Fred, you look...furrier.
Babe, your mom and I
want to let the pigs loose
so we can start the truffle
hunt. What's going on?
Baylor, these are some
kids I know from school.
Good to meet you, school chums.
Here for an autograph,
I imagine?
No problem.
[whispers]
Go. You shouldn't
have come here.
The gang needs you, Daphne.
Crystal Cove is in trouble,
and without you--
I'm through
with mystery solving.
You don't really mean that,
do you?
Yes, I do, Fred. I've moved on.
I'm happy now.
For the first time, I found
someone who cares about me
more than their traps.
I don't ever want
to see you again. Ever.
Babe, I'm out of ink.
Do you have a pen?
Autograph time is over.
They have to be leaving.
'Goodbye.'
- Well, that was a bust.
- She's in.
- What?
- Come on, you bought that?
No way! She was obviously
just covering
for Baylor Hotner.
Daphne's back in the gang.
I can already feel
my trapping mojo returning.
Trust me.
Uh, like, Fred, tell us how
this trap is gonna work again.
We've set up
our zombie donut shop
in the one part of Crystal Cove
Crybaby Clown hasn't hit.
The moment he attacks,
you and Scoob
will hurl your donut trays
'knocking down the front door
that will tip a bucket'
of donut batter
onto the seesaw
which will trigger
a water cannon to spray
'superglue
disguised as jelly filling'
all over Crybaby Clown's feet!
And Daphne will finish him off
'by pulling the lever that will
drop a giant donut over his arm'
so he can't free himself!
Where is Daphne, by the way?
Don't worry, she'll be here.
[whining]
Here he comes.
Places, everyone.
This is going to get awesome.
(both)
Uhh..
screech
Donuts. Must eat donuts.
Try our undead crullers.
They're full of brains!
[both groaning]
Wahh, wahh! My mommy says
donuts are bad for you.
No! Donuts good.
Just like brains.
Are you calling
my mommy a liar?
Now, Scoob!
[Crybaby screaming]
whirr
This is it.
Daphne, release the donut!
[grunting]
Daphne, now!
chomp chomp
Where is she? Where's Daphne?
Aww, this makes me think
you don't like me.
Wahh wahh, and by the way,
building your little donut shop
trap next to a fireworks store
might not have been
the best idea.
See ya soon,
Mystery In-dork-orated!
[glass clattering]
Waah! Waah! Waah-waah waah!
screech
[all gasp]
[explosion]
Run!
- But Daphne!
- Isn't coming!
[dramatic music]
Well, I think it's safe to say
if the town
didn't hate us before
this should certainly
do the trick.
[sighs]
Freddy? Are you okay?
No, Scoob, I'm not.
My trap failed,
and for the first time
the bad guy got away,
and it's my fault.
We're all responsible, Fred.
We're a team, remember?
That's just it, Shaggy.
We're not a team.
Not without Daphne.
And now I know
she's never coming back.
[theme music]