Ah, looks like we're head-to-head in our Best Snowman Contest.
There doesn't seem to be any good stuff around to decorate them,
so I guess it's all downhill from here!
Touche! Sadly for you, my dear, you're looking at
The Snowman Face Master!
First, the eyes...
(CHUCKLES)
Hmm...
Uh, excuse me! You, uh...
The nose is the key.
(STRUGGLING)
(GRUNTING)
MAN: (SCOFFS) Stale.
Hmm.
And a nice stylish hat, of course.
(STRUGGLING)
(GROWLS)
(SCREAMS)
(THUDS)
MAN: I'm done with magic!
I don't care if I break my parents' hearts.
I'm going back to dental school.
Huh.
All right, one picture perfect snowman, coming right up.
Did you find everything you needed?
(MOCKING) "Did you find everything you needed?"
Stupid snowman building contest.
Where'd she even find all that stuff any...
Ah!
Where'd you come from?
Don't mind if I do.
Boy, that's really on there.
(GRUNTING)
(GROWLING)
(GASPING)
(GROWLS)
(STAMMERING) Ah!
(ROARS)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROWLING)
(GASPING)
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
FRED: Well, gang. Here we are!
Okay, ready for your surprise?
Like, is it edible?
(GIGGLES)
Ta-da!
Ah!
Whoa!
(GASPS)
Like, it's the most beautiful technically edible thing I've ever seen!
Well, you've never experienced snow before.
So, Shaggy, meet snow.
(THUDS)
(LAUGHING) Awesome!
Good job, Daph, you've pulled off quite a surprise.
Your surprise is coming, when you least expect it.
(LAUGHS MANIACALLY)
I don't think so.
Danger radar.
ALL: Whoa!
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
Danger radar.
You bot-walkers better make a toe-side turn
before you get cronk by the two-two powder brah.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
That was Heidi Ho Swift. The National Snowboarding Champion.
Speaking gibberish.
Snowboarders have a language all their own.
I can translate.
Wait. You speak Snowboarder?
Yeah. Why wouldn't I?
-FRED: No reason. -DAPHNE: Makes sense to me.
She said, "You inexperienced tourists
"should leave Sunnyside before the Snow Monster gets you."
SCOOBY-DOO AND SHAGGY: (GASPING)
BOTH: Snow Monster?
Sounds like we're walking into a winter-wonder mystery.
Oh, no. Like the only mystery I'm interested in
is how much frozen fun we can have.
No monsters need apply.
Quick, Scoob. To the dogsled.
Mush?
Their loss. We've never solved a snow mystery before. Should be fun.
ALL: Ah!
Careful. It can get dangerous up here.
Because of the Snow Monster?
Snow Monster? That's absurd.
I'm talking about the ice on the ground.
I'm Duncan O'Dell, owner of Sunnyside,
and I assure you, we're the number one resort, not just for fun,
but for...
Safety.
So, what was Heidi Ho talking about?
Oh, it's just some "Urban legend" getting in people's heads.
Last night, for example, some kids built a snowman they said attacked them.
Looks like the other way around, if you ask me.
You know, Mr. O'Dell, the gang and I have a knack for this...
Kind of thing. We'd be more than happy to look into it for you.
Thank you. But this snowman monster stuff is all a bunch of nonsense.
What's important is that you enjoy yourself while you're here.
Well, there's few things I enjoy more than solving a good mys...
-ALL: Whoa! -(THUD)
(SCOOBY-DOO LAUGHING)
Whoo-hoo!
Snow burger?
Don't mind if I do.
(GULPS)
Sleet fries?
You have to ask?
Slush shake?
My favorite! (SLURPS)
So what's next on our snow fun list?
Snow angels, check. Snow fast food, check.
Build a snow fort, watch snow movies...
Meet Snow White...
(GROWLING)
(GASPS)
Sn-sn-snowman!
Like, of course! Build a classic...
(ROARS)
Snowman.
Zoinks! It's the Snow Monster!
(ROARS)
Evasive maneuver.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(ROARS)
Ah!
(GROWLS)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(SQUIRRELS CHIRPING)
(SCREAMING FROM DISTANCE)
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
Whoa!
(BOTH CHUCKLING)
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(LAUGHS)
My lack of a plan worked.
Like, sorry to give you the cold shoulder!
(ROARS)
Like, cross "Snowman" off the list, will ya?
SCOOBY-DOO: Done.
They say there was a sighting of the Snow Monster around here.
Um...
(SHUDDERING)
(GASPING)
(GASPS)
Whoa!
(YELPS)
(WHINING)
(GRUNTS)
(EXCLAIMS)
(YELPS)
Oh, my!
GIRL: Whee!
Show-off.
Keep your eyes open.
I don't see anything out of the ordinary, do you?
Well, that snowball you're holding certainly isn't unexpected.
-Nothing. -Danger radar.
Your time's coming, buster.
VELMA: Whoa!
Okay, what is going on with you two?
Oh, a few years ago, I hit Daphne with a snowball
when she didn't expect it,
so she's been planning her revenge ever since.
Fortunately, mystery-solving has given me "danger radar",
which makes a surprise attack imp...
(YELPS)
Cut out, two-plankers, I'm flashing the gnar-path.
Huh?
"Get out of the way, you ignorant amateurs,
"and let an expert through."
I cleaned it up a little.
Where have you guys been?
Like, we've both failed and succeeded in avoiding a monster.
It evens out.
You saw the Snow Monster?
You mean, Freaky the Snowman? Yeah.
I say we leave right now and start our lives over
from when we decided to come here.
(SIGHS) Toboggan again.
Ah! You know, this isn't so bad.
The sun on your face,
the snow-covered earth beneath your feet.
I don't know what I was so afraid of.
Maybe I shouldn't take...
Water!
DAPHNE: Are you okay, Velma?
That's it.
You want to fight, snow? Okay, baby.
You and me, let's go!
(ROARING)
I take it back.
-Run! -Where?
There!
That's the worst idea in the history of thinking.
We could stand our ground and fight.
I apologize.
That's the worst idea in the history of thinking.
(ROARING)
Ooh!
(ALL SCREAMING)
We'll have a better chance if we split up.
Into the woods, Scoob.
Like, he'd be crazy to follow us in there.
(GROWLING)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
(GROWLS)
♪ Oh look, oh joy Oh, there he is ♪
Huh?
-What are you doing? -Just...
-What? -Go on.
(ROARS)
♪ A fable oft foretold
♪ We waited years for him to come
♪ To save our kingdom bold
♪ The evil witch has placed a spell
♪ Upon our enchanted land
♪ But with your help we'll lift that curse
♪ Come and take my ♪
(GROWLS)
(HOWLS IN PAIN) ♪ Hand! ♪
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
♪ Go on a quest
♪ A magic quest
♪ To find the thing
♪ What is that thing?
(BOTH) ♪ Who knows? It doesn't matter
♪ As long as you go away
♪ Will we be here when you return?
♪ You'll never know the answer if you stay
♪ Go on your way Into the fray
♪ Go on your quest to save
♪ The day! ♪
Huh?
(ROARS)
(GASPS)
(VELMA SCREAMING)
(GRUNTS)
Fortunately, the horrible cold numbs the terrible pain.
Ah. We lost him.
-Grr... -Danger radar!
(SIGHS)
(SHAGGY YELLING)
(SHAGGY AND SCOOBY-DOO LAUGHING)
I'm not even gonna ask.
Hey, what is that place?
Looks like a weather research station.
Let's check it out.
(KNOCKS ON DOOR)
People!
I'm Dr. Kenneth Mason,
I can't tell you how delighted I am to see you.
You must be famished. Please, help yourself
to whatever meager provisions I have left.
Huh?
SHAGGY: (GASPING) Awesome!
All this time, isolated and alone in this wretched cabin,
with only my research as company.
Doctor... How long have you been here?
(EXCITED CHEERS)
Let me see...
What's the date?
(MUMBLING)
A week and a half, sir.
A week and a half.
(SIGHS) I feel your pain.
Doctor, we just had an encounter with what appeared to be...
A Snow Monster?
You've seen him?
I'm afraid I created him.
I was assigned here to study local weather patterns,
but it's taken so long because those annoying skiers keep interfering
with my monitoring equipment.
To stave off the soul-crushing loneliness,
I built a snowman.
A friend to talk to.
But then, my beloved Mr. Roundy mysteriously vanished.
And I was all alone once more.
But then, something strange happened.
(SARCASTICALLY) Right...
This is where it gets strange.
The security cameras captured an unsettling image.
(HIGH FREQUENCY FEEDBACK)
-(GROWLING) -(SCREAMING)
Hmm. Local folklore speaks of an ancient mountain spirit
that wards off trespassers by occupying a variety of different forms.
Like, for instance, Mr. Roundy.
With your permission, Doctor, we'd like to look around for clues.
Of course. I'll just be in the dining room.
Hey, look at this.
A letter to Mason denying him a transfer from the station.
It says the station was meant to be torn down before he was sent here.
Hmm...
We should follow the Snow Monster's trail from here to the lodge.
But I feel bad about leaving Dr. Mason alone again.
I have a feeling Dr. Mason will be just fine.
More prime rib please, Clive.
DUNCAN: I should have known.
That weather station's caused me enough trouble
sitting in the middle of our new double black diamond slope
so we can't finish it.
Are all these medals yours?
My glory days.
This resort used to be a professional training center
for top athletes like Heidi Ho Swift out there.
(SWORDS CLANGING)
I used to practice here all the time, myself.
When I retired from competition, I bought the lodge
so everybody can enjoy the world-class skiing.
(SWORDS CLANGING)
(STRUGGLING)
Looks like business has been good.
You've been expanding, buying up the surrounding land.
Yes, the last thing I need is tourists being scared away
by an ancient mountain spirit who's taken the form of a snowman named
"Mr. Roundy."
That's, uh... Just a working theory.
Don't worry. We'll solve this mystery.
And to do that, we just may need a bird's-eye view of the situation.
(SCOOBY-DOO SCREAMS)
FRED: Keep your eyes peeled, you never know what important clues could turn up.
For instance,
evidence of an impending snowball ambush.
Oh, drat!
Just you wait, Fred Jones. When you least expect it...
El radar di danger.
As someone who can even speak Snowboarder,
that's not anywhere close to correct Spanish.
Wait, what are those?
The Snow Monster must have left those strange tracks.
SHAGGY: Like, that's where the snow dude first attacked us!
(SHUDDERS) I relive it.
Aw, no need Scoob. You're up here with me now.
Safe and sound.
(SNOW MONSTER GROWLING)
You spoke too soon!
The ski lift is bringing us right to him!
(SNOW MONSTER ROARING)
Quick, everybody. Follow my lead.
BOTH: Fred!
Daphne, Velma, drop!
You're not serious.
-FRED: Now! -Whoa!
Like, I hate everything that's happening right now.
(BOTH GASP)
(ROARS)
Let go, guys! Now!
Nice knowing you, buddy.
It had its moments.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
SCOOBY-DOO: Whoa!
(UPBEAT MUSIC CONTINUES)
SCOOBY-DOO: No!
(ROARING)
Gang, quick.
ALL: Whoa!
Huh?
-(SHAGGY LAUGHING) -(MONSTER GROWLING)
Like I was hoping my first experience with snow
wouldn't get all messed up with monsters or ghosts.
Then it's both.
Every part of me hurts.
Even my ascot hurts.
(GROANS) At least we're inside.
Dry and warm, by a blazing...
Oops.
It's my nemesis, water.
No matter what state it's in, solid, liquid or gas.
Water's nothing but trouble.
No, it's not the water. It's Fred.
Me?
If you weren't wasting your "Danger radar" on unexpected snowball attacks,
maybe you would have seen the Snow Monster coming.
And I could have nailed you with an unexpected snowball.
What rational person would anticipate a snowman coming to life,
and attacking everyone?
That's it! No rational person would.
Shaggy, I think we may be able to turn your first snow experience around.
Wait a second. How exactly did I end up being the bait again?
(SNOW MONSTER GROWLING)
Okay, wow. Am I regretting this plan.
(ROARING)
(SNOW MONSTER ROARING)
Shaggy, Scooby.
Now!
(ROARING)
Uh-oh.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(SHAGGY SCREAMING)
(ROARS)
Daphne, Velma!
Now!
-Huh? -(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)
(ROARS)
Huh? (GASPS)
Well, what are you waiting for?
Hmm.
Huh?
(GRUNTS)
Whoa!
FRED: Whoa!
(GROANS)
DAPHNE: Danger radar!
(GROANS)
Now let's see who our Snow Monster really is.
(ALL GASPING)
ALL: Heidi Ho Swift?
What's going on down here?
No!
You can't arrest Mr. Roundy.
We have dinner reservations in an hour.
What's going on?
Wow.
And I'm glad you asked.
Heidi didn't want Sunnyside Lodge
to become a major international tourist destination.
(CROWDS CHEERING)
She decided to use the local ancient legend
to scare the annoying tourists away.
(ROARING)
(CROWD SCREAMING)
(CHUCKLES)
So she could have it all to herself.
She knew the only obstacle to finishing the double black diamond slope
was the weather station.
Which they decided to keep and host Dr. Mason.
When Heidi saw how miserable and lonely Mason was,
she decided to drive him over the edge and scare him away using the snowman.
(GROWLS)
Ah!
Heidi is obviously a world-class snowboarder,
which is how the Snow Monster was able to move so well.
And also accounts for the strange track patterns in the snow.
And this Betty would've stomped it with stees
if these posers hadn't checked my gaper-gap.
I think you got the gist of that.
-Totally. -Pretty much.
Which part means "meddling"?
Well, gang. We solved our first snow mystery.
Like, yeah. (LAUGHS)
And after spending a little time on the stuff,
I'm really starting to like...
ALL: Whoa!
Ow.