(male narrator)
Previously on
"Mystery Incorporated.."
Damnation! That's it!
Come back here.
'I got a double barrel
surprise for ya.'
Look who decided to wake up.
- 'Nova.'
- Ah.
(Shaggy)
My best chowing buddy's more
interested
in some female than doing a
smackdown on the cheese buffet.
I guess I secretly hoped
you guys might not
try to steal
the pieces from us.
Don't expect me home for dinner.
And we're taking
Nova with us too.
(Daphne)
Let's see what it looks like.
(Velma)
The whole Planispheric Disk!
These children are proving
hard to handle.
We must find another way.
(all)
Our office!
- What happened?
- No idea. It's a mystery.
Good thing nobody was inside.
'Somebody could have gotten
really hurt.'
How's the lemonade?
Honey, the lemonade?
Oh, what do you want me to say?
Tastes like lemonade.
Why are you always sniffing
around for validation?
I'm drinking it, ain't I?
Hmph!
[slurps]
Shh! Shh! Shh!
Don't you shush me.
I was--
- No. Shush! Shush! Shush!
- Huh?
Something's out there.
[mooing]
Sounds like the cows
are restless.
Martha, we ain't run cattle
on this farm for 25 years.
- Huh?
- What?
What happened to the lights?
[grunting]
Either your sisters
just showed up
'or these are
the ugliest cows I ever seen.'
(Martha)
It's some kind of horrible herd!
[grunting]
Run!
[grunting]
[rumbling]
Climb, Martha.
Climb for your life.
[screaming]
[both screaming]
[theme music]
(Scooby) Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
(female #1)
Here you go.
This is the last plate
of our world famous
floor scraps
from the grave. Enjoy.
Here, Nova, my love.
I want you to have
the first bite.
chomp chomp chomp
He he he.
I just love the way
you consume.
[sighs]
So, like, I don't understand.
The Planispheric Disk led us to
dig up this crazy old flintlock.
Does that mean
this is the treasure?
No, it might be worth a little
something as an antique
but the cursed treasure
of Crystal Cove
is supposed to be immense,
beyond all imagining.
[sighs]
Like love.
(female #1)
'Here's your cheese platter
of the forever undead.'
It's all we had left.
[sniffs]
Excuse me
but this Port Salut affine is
not from Brittany and this
Cotswold Double Gloucester is
well past its prime.
Sorry, but we're out of food.
In fact, we're down to selling
food from the dumpsters
of other restaurants.
What? Why?
Another of the local farms
has been mysteriously destroyed.
The fifth this week.
It's really messing
with our food deliveries.
Mysteriously destroyed?
[vehicle approaching]
You!
- Farmer.
- Dog.
Lock up any innocent
animals lately?
Like, okay, you two,
we know you got history
but go easy on
the animosity there.
Remember, your girlfriend
is watching, Scoob.
You're right.
Sorry, Nova.
clink clink clink
Aww.
I just love the way
she rolls in the dirt.
Excuse me, Mr. Farmer.
What happened to your farm?
[spits]
Farm? I ain't got no farm.
It's gone! All of it!
That horrible herd ate
everything except the silo.
Martha, we are leaving!
Like, did I just heard
you say hear?
I mean, uh, ha ha ha,
hear you say herd?
- Herd of what?
- Skull cattle.
Ugliest darn things.
Guys, look at these
weird hoof prints.
They don't
make any sense.
If you really wanna
get all nosy about it
you should talk to the other
farmers in the area.
The herd paid them
a visit too.
So you're saying that this herd
of skull cattle
also destroyed your farms?
What's the matter with you?
You got potatoes
in your ears, huh?
Huh?
Nope, not today.
I once had luminescent
swamp moss
stuffed in my ears when I was
trapping toads as a baby
but it came out...eventually.
Aye. Please, go on.
Like a plague
of locusts they was.
Coming out of the night
they devoured everything
in their path.
I reckon she's right.
- 'Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!'
- Yeah, dog?
'You've got a question?'
I do. What's to eat
around here?
My girlfriend Nova's hungry.
Like, Shaggy is too.
We got crackers
and crackers.
Anything else to add a little,
I don't know, flavor?
We found this here sweet
cheesy stuff on the road
'after them
skull cattle went by.'
Road kill sweet cheese?
That is just..
...beyond disgusting.
chomp chomp
(both)
Speak for yourself.
It's sweet cheese-errific.
sniff
It's some kind of
aged honey cheese.
Can you give us
any other details?
- Any other clues?
- Oh, yeah.
Just before
that horrible herd
of skull cattle attacked,
the ground started to..
...shake.
[rumbling]
What in tarnation?
- Huh?
- Like, ooh..
I hope this is a coincidence.
I don't think so.
Come on!
[rumbling]
[grunting]
- It's the horrible herd!
- Time to go.
screech
[intense music]
[gasps]
[glass shattering]
Freddy, drive faster.
Faster!
[rumbling]
Aah!
- Freddy.
- Everybody hang on.
Daph, hit the boosters.
click
whoosh
(Scooby)
'He he he.'
'Nova, just let me know'
'if you need anything.'
I want you to think
of this as your home.
Like, Scooby-Doo old pal,
we're doing the
"gather around behind Velma
while she researches stuff"
thing.
Care to join us?
Mwah.
I mapped all the attacks
on all the farms in the area
and look they create an outline
of a magnifying glass
just like the one the old
"Mystery Incorporated"
used as their symbol.
'It's centered around
Destroido.'
Cute little moo cows
turned into horrible monsters.
There's only one mind evil
enough to come up with
something like that.
(all)
Professor Pericles.
Velma, is there anyway
we can spy on the old
"Mystery Incorporated?"
Didn't you say Hot Dog Water
hooked us up somehow
at Destroido?
I almost forgot.
Hot Dog Water left us
a backdoor
into the Destroido
security system
'when she was there stealing
the Planispheric Disk pieces.'
(Fred)
'Can you get more volume?'
You have gone too far
this time, Pericles.
Too far!
This macabre herd of
skull cattle you've created is
costing millions
of Destroido's money.
My money.
And I currently have
28 of my best scientists
listed as presumed missing.
(male #1)
'No, no! Aah!'
Make that 29.
Ricky, one cannot make
a genius omelet
without breaking
a few worthless eggs.
Right, Brad and Judy?
You said it,
Professor Pericles.
He's a genius,
right, Brad?
He sure is,
Judy.
He sure is.
And make no mistake, Ricky
I will break any egg
that gets in my way--
Ed Machine, Cassidy Williams
or perhaps even you.
My herd of skull cattle
is perfect in every way.
I have crossbred cows
piranhas, and bees
to create ultimate monsters.
And I'm their master.
(Pericles)
My precious creations
exist for one purpose
to devour Crystal Cove.
My herd of male drones
shall level this city
to the ground.
Leaving nowhere for
the mystery kinder
to hide the Planispheric Disk.
Like, he's gonna destroy
Crystal Cove.
Come on, gang.
We have to warn the town.
(male #2)
'Oh, Janet Mayor Nettles.'
'This is so amazing.'
'I just learned how to make'
'a sombrero out of bacon.'
And here I thought
these couple's cooking classes
were gonna be lame-o-rama city.
Oh, the sparkle of this oily fat
really brings out your eyes.
And your lips.
Oh, Bronson.
Kiss me.
Mayor Nettles,
we have terrible news.
A herd of carnivorous
genetically engineered
skull cattle is going to
eat Crystal Cove.
Like, we have
to evacuate the town.
Now!
[sniffs]
Mm.
Is that a bacon sombrero?
He he he. Yummy.
Keep your paws off the maple
cured head gear talking dog.
Now, what is all this
nonsense about?
Skull cattle? Please.
There's no such thing.
And no such things
can't eat towns.
Sheriff, come quick.
A herd of skull cattle
are eating the town.
(all)
Mm-hmm.
'Course, I've been wrong
about these things before.
Look, the herd is destroying
all the roads.
chomp chomp chomp
[all screaming]
[cows mooing]
[rumbling]
Gang, this is all our fault.
Isn't it always?
Maybe we should just give
Pericles the Planispheric Disk.
Like, no way.
A treasure beyond all imagining
in the clutches of an evil
psychotic parrot?
Would be devastating
on a global scale.
Shaggy's right.
There has to be another way.
Well, you mystery dorks better
decide quick because those
nasty cow thingies have sealed
off the town completely.
[mooing]
[people screaming]
[cows growling]
Soon Crystal Cove
will cease to exist
and the Planispheric Disk
shall be mine.
Then no one will ever
stand in my way again.
[Pericles laughs]
(Janet)
'All the roads leading in and
out of the city have been eaten'
'They're cutting us off.'
Perhaps as a species
our time is over.
It's evolution, people.
We should all submit
to the herd.
Heck! I'll see if they're
hiring any sheriffs.
Bronson, although I find
your immediate surrender
oddly endearing,
you're not going anywhere.
Kids, there must be a way
to stop these things.
I think I have it.
It's all the little pieces,
all the clues.
Especially the fact
that Professor Pericles
referred to all the skull cattle
as male drones.
And then,
there's the sweet cheese.
I think I see where you're
going with this, Daph.
If Scooby and I can eat
all that honey
and sweet cheese
those things will starve
and we'll save the town.
Count me in. I'm ready to
eat my way to victory.
That's not what I was thinking.
They're like bees.
The herd is all male drones.
So there must be a queen
in a cow hive at Destroido.
Daphne, that's so genius,
I should have thought of it.
They'll be totally
protective of their queen.
If we could capture
the queen cow--
We could use her to lead
the herd away from the town.
Saving Crystal Cove.
I don't know. I don't know.
I think my plan of letting
the herd enslave humanity
is pretty darn good.
My fake father Mayor Dad
used to keep a helicopter
here at city hall.
I still have it.
Quick, it's our only chance.
Jump in, kids.
I flew Black Hawks during
my time in the air force.
Mind if I play co-pilot?
And I literally mean play
because I have no idea
how to fly a helicopter!
Oh, Bronson, you can be
my co-pilot any day.
- Mm.
Can you two cut it out?
Besides, we have
a town to save.
They're getting away,
Professor Pericles.
What should we do?
For the moment,
nothing.
The kinder do not have
the Planispheric Disk with them.
They have hidden it
somewhere below.
Mayor Nettles,
over there.
'I think that's the entrance
to the cow hive.'
(Fred)
'Alright, gang'
'our one chance is to get in'
'find the queen, and trap her'
'in a trap that will
make history.'
No one's ever trapped a cow
that was also a queen
that was also a bee
and a piranha.
'Now, go, go, go.'
[dramatic music]
[grunting]
Here, use these smoke guns.
Nice, Freddy.
Like for bees
only bigger.
Daph, you holding that
industrial-size smoke gun
it's...it's..
Yes?
It makes your
unusually large hands
look really
small for once.
I like it!
Oh, Freddy.
arf arf arf
pfft pfft pfft
[cows grunting]
Thanks for the warning,
Nova.
[Nova panting]
Come on, let's keep moving.
[intense music]
thud
[music continues]
Let's trap us a queen
cow bee piranha monster thingy.
chomp chomp
[all screaming]
[rumbling]
(Fred over radio)
'Okay, Shag, Scoob'
'the trap is all set.
Bring her this way.'
How come we always
get the hard part?
Like, I think they're
just jealous of our good looks.
Good point.
Let's do this.
splosh
(Scooby)
'Yoo-hoo!'
[growling]
[queen cow growling]
[growling]
[Shaggy screaming]
arf arf arf
Good girl, Nova.
[both whimpering]
Run, Scoob!
[growling]
Heads up!
- Now!
- Aah!
We got her! Lift her up, mayor.
thud
[all screaming]
[growling]
(Daphne)
It's working.
The herd is abandoning
its attack on Crystal Cove
and it's coming to protect
their queen.
They are ruining my genius plan.
Brad, Judy,
launch the missile.
Really? What did that cost?
We have a missile?
Yes, we have a missile
you pudding face dummkopf.
Now, fire it!
[speaking in German]
Huh?
whoosh
Incoming!
crackle crackle
boom
[Nova whimpering]
[grunting]
Nova, hang on.
Nova!
[intense music]
We've got to cut
the queen loose.
click
splash
splash splash splash
[growling]
[grunting]
thud thud
[all screaming]
boom
[whimpers]
[gasps]
[sobbing]
Nova.
She can't be gone.
Don't worry,
old pal.
We'll find her.
[whimpers]
You did it, kids.
You saved the town.
I feel a little sorry
for those skull cattle.
It's not their fault
they're horrible
genetically engineered
mutations.
Look.
[growls]
Those things are part fish,
remember?
They can swim.
Whoa.
What have we done?
You mean, like,
other than release
unnatural super predators
into the ecosystem?
It's best to just walk away
from this one, kids.
Just walk away.
Nova.
Nova!
sniff sniff sniff
'Nova!'
Scooby-Doo,
over there.
Nova.
[whimpers]
She's alive.
Come on, we have to get her
to the hospital.
My plan, ruined by
those meddling kinder.
They will pay.
All of them.
They will pay.
[theme music]