[bats screeching]
Just once, it would be nice to come someplace
that doesn't have a bunch of creepy bats flying out of it.
Yeah, bats are creepy.
I think it adds an air of suspense and excitement.
Mystery, even.
And it doesn't get more exciting and mysterious
than this old mansion.
Wainsly Hall, built in 1843.
It's been abandoned for over 150 years.
Are you sure it's abandoned? Look!
[gang screaming]
Jinkies,
it's the Wedding Witch of Wainsly Hall!
[Wedding Witch cackling]
[bats screeching]
♪ Scooby-Dooby-Doo And Guess Who? ♪
♪ We know you're One in a million ♪
♪ Scooby-Doo ♪
♪ We can count on you, Scooby-Doo ♪
♪ To catch and unmask That villain ♪
[Shaggy] Zoinks, it's Jeff Foxworthy.
[Wedding Witch cackling]
Welcome to my home!
Once you've entered, you'll never leave.
[cackles]
-[Scooby gasping] -[Velma grunting]
-Look out! -[truck horn blaring]
[all gasping]
[whimpering]
Well, how y'all doing?
Hold the phone, it's...
[all] Famous comedian, Jeff Foxworthy!
[chuckling] Yep. Hey, I'm sorry I'm late,
but I had to get me a pair of truck-driving cowboy boots.
Wore 'em right out of the store. Check this out.
[automated voice speaking]I'm a truck-driving son of a gun.
[gang exclaiming]
Man, those are some crazy amazing boots.
I love boots.
-Really? -You know it.
Scoob's got hundreds.
I spend all my money on boots.
You know, when you own that many boots,
you might just be a country boy there, Scooby-Doo.
[laughing]
Mr. Foxworthy, we should let you know,
we've already seen the Wedding Witch of Wainsly Hall.
Oh, that's not good.
I have to pick up this beautiful old mansion
and put it on that flatbed
and move it before the State comes through here
with a six-lane interstate bypass.
But that witch keeps scaring away all my work crews!
You called the right guys, Mr. Foxworthy.
I like the sound of that.
All right, now bear with me,
there's something I just want to check out real quick.
Um, like Jeff,
-this is our van. -No mystery here.
Nope, but let me tell you something,
you can learn a lot about a person
by the car they drive.
What the heck!
[all gasping]
What is it, Mr. Foxworthy?
Fred, son, you got
a chrome gas pedal shaped like a foot
in the Mystery Machine?
You know it, Mr. Foxworthy.
Well, you might just be a country boy, Fred.
How about that?
"A country boy"?
Yep, you know, no matter where I go,
I'm just a country boy at heart,
and I think that plenty of other people are too.
Heck, even if they don't know it.
I think everybody's got a little bit of country in 'em.
Gosh. How would I know for sure?
Well, have you ever had to move a transmission,
so you could take a bath?
Sure. The bathtub is the perfect place
to strip and re-gear a transmission.
Definitely a country boy. [laughs]
-[horn honking] -What the heck?
[all gasping]
[horn honking]
[both] Huh?
A food truck!
[both exclaiming excitedly]
Mornin', y'all! Hope you boys are hungry.
I made a heapin' ton of food...
[chomping]
[chuckling] Well, get ready to make a ton more,
'cause these boys can eat!
All righty, well, let me show you around the old place.
I got the key here somewhere.
[all] Huh?
I got to tell you, whoever's taking my expensive sunglasses
is always leaving me keys.
I got more keys to stuff,
I don't even know what for.
It's got to be here.
Bear with me. Hold on.
No! Oh, doh, wait. Dadgummit. It's in my pocket.
Now we're cooking with gas.
[door creaks]
Huh.
Well, guess it was unlocked.
[door creaking open]
Now, Wainsly Hall
is kind of famous,
but not in a good way.
As you guys already know, it's haunted.
[both whimpering]
This is the banquet hall.
In fact, it is still laid out for the wedding feast
that never happened.
[Scooby-Doo and Shaggy gasp]
[both groaning]
Like, it's mummified food.
Mummies!
No mummies, guys. It's just food.
The legend goes that back in the 1880s,
Lenora Wainsly was set to marry
one of the most famous chefs from New Orleans,
Bayard B. Beauregard.
That day, he created, cooked
and laid out the most lavish wedding feast ever.
[Jeff chuckling] Yeah, except
he didn't stick around for the marriage part.
No, he ran off.
And then the angry Lenora cursed everything.
The house, the feast,
herself...
[Velma] Eventually becoming
the Wedding Witch of Wainsly Hall.
[wind blowing]
[Scooby-Doo] Hmm.
Nobody there. Phew.
-[hissing] -[gasps]
What the heck?
[muffled growl]
Oh, shoot. Scooby-Doo,
that's just a jill possum and her little joeys.
That's nothing to be scared of.
[both laughing sheepishly]
-[cackles] -[all gasp]
Come. Sit.
Join my wedding feast.
Stay... forever!
[cackles]
So, hopefully this is the point
where you guys solve the mystery, right?
Like, wrong.
This is the point where we all run for our lives!
Run for our lives!
[Wedding Witch cackles]
Come on, gang!
-[Scooby-Doo and Shaggy whimpering] -[Wedding Witch cackling]
[legs screech]
[cackles]
-Huh? -[gasping]
[growls frustratedly]
[all screaming]
Ah! [growls frustratedly]
[gasps]
[grunts]
[Jeff] Mm-mm.
[groans]
[grunts]
Huh?
[groans]
Huh?
[groans frustratedly]
[groans]
[growls]
[all gasping]
[growling and grunting]
[muffled growl]
-[floorboard creaking] -Huh?
[all exclaiming]
[cackles]
[cackling continues]
Come on, gang.
[effort grunting]
It's stuck.
-[gasps] -[growls]
Quick!
Whoa!
Time for the feast.
[laughs wickedly]
Hmm...
Where are you, my guests?
[growls frustratedly]
[all gulping]
[hisses]
[whimpering] Yi--
-Hold the-- -Jeeper--
-Zoin-- -Ha--
Hmm.
[door opens and closes]
[all sighing in relief]
[all gasping]
[construction woman] Mr. Foxworthy,
I've been looking for you.
I'm in charge of this house relocation.
I'm not moving anything,
until you get that horrible witch
out of there.
Yeah, my friends here are working on it.
Now in the meantime,
I'd like to look at the construction plans.
And we'd better take a look for clues
to solve this mystery.
And we better look for food.
[giggling] You know it.
[slurping and chomping]
[electricity crackling]
[both exclaiming quizzically]
[slurping]
[Scooby-Doo] Ooh, pretty.
Oh! That was a big one.
[laughs]
Wow.
Oh!
[dramatic music playing]
Wait a minute, Scooby-Doo,
did somebody drop you on your head
-when you were little? -Huh?
[chuckling] You don't touch a bug zapper.
Wait a minute. Whoa. No.
Were you boys watching the bug zapper
as entertainment?
Like, yeah. Like, dude, it is amazing!
Really? Well, you might just be a country boy, Shag.
Tell me... Hey, be honest with me.
Are chiggers in your top five list of hygiene concerns?
Yes. Definitely.
I hate chiggers.
Worse than fleas even. [chuckles]
So itchy.
[mimicking growling and biting]
Well, then, Scooby-Doo,
you might just be a country boy.
-[giggles] -[Shaggy giggles]
Hey. Hey, what you eatin'?
Pork rinds.
We got all the flavors, man.
Barbecue, wasabi, mud pie.
Mud pie-flavored pork rinds?
You boys aren't country boys.
You are geniuses!
-[grunting] -[gasping]
Get your eyes off my bug zapper,
and get off my property!
Or you will regret it!
And you, famous comedian Foxworthy,
I hope that horrible mansion gets destroyed.
I'm looking forward to havin' an interstate bypass
running through my front yard!
[whooping] I love me some car racin'.
[whooping] Burn rubber. Yeah!
[chuckling] That is one weird old lady.
[zapping]
[Fred] Hmm.
There are some strange chemicals over here on the floor.
[Daphne] And an empty test tube.
This mystery is really starting to come together.
Come on. There's something we need to check out.
[Wedding Witch groans]
-[Scooby-Doo] Fred? -[Wedding Witch] Huh?
Daphne? Velma?
Huh, I could have sworn I just heard 'em talking.
Like, dudes,
let's check out the sitch-en in the kitchen.
[giggles]
[sniffs]
[laughs wickedly]
[all exclaiming]
[Shaggy] Jackpot.
Huh. It's fresh.
That's weird.
Like, who cares, man?
You never look a gift pie in the mouth.
Just eat it!
Shoot, this is pretty good.
Anybody got ketchup?
Like, pshaw.
Of course, dude.
Don't ever leave home without it.
What do you think I look like,
a rank amateur?
Ketchup is like love.
It makes everything better, man.
Oh. Oh, my gosh, I think we're related.
Mmm!
Mm.
Oh, man.
I'm getting kinda sleepy here. [yawns]
Yeah, me, too.
[yawning]
[all snoring]
[stirring]
-Huh. Oh. -[wedding music playing]
Wow!
Whoa. We are
definitely not in Kansas anymore.
Yeah. I love weddings. [giggles]
[vocalizing "Bridal Chorus"]
Like, I thought this day would never come.
[whimpering]
[blowing nose]
Hmm?
[continues vocalizing]
Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today
in this very weird moment,
to bring together a shaggy-haired hippie guy named Shaggy...
That's me. [giggles]
And I do.
Not yet, Shaggy.
...and the Wedding Witch
of Wainsly Hall.
So beautiful.
I now pronounce you Shaggy and wife.
You may kiss the witch.
[giggling nervously]
Zoinks!
[evil cackling]
[Shaggy gasps]
I now pronounce this...
time to run!
[Velma groans]
[all groaning]
Great. We were looking for you guys.
The trap is all ready to go.
All we needed was the bait.
All right, I only have one question.
Fred, have you ever thought about
a chainsaw as a musical instrument?
Why, sure, Mr. Foxworthy.
I'm in a band where we only use power tools.
In fact, I play the radial saw.
[chuckling] Well, then, you might be a country boy.
Um, let's just solve this mystery, can we?
Velma, you know, you might be a country girl...
Um, never mind.
Country girls don't wear sweaters like that. Forget I said anything.
You know,
I have had a lot of fishing bait in my life.
I've even eaten pieces of fishing bait,
but now I actually know what it's like
to be the bait.
Yeah, it's scary.
Jeff, dude,
like, now we get the ghost's attention.
By doing something stupid.
Like pretending to eat this really old food.
Ha, delicious.
This is so good!
This is nuts.
[screeching]
[mimicking eating]
Mmm. Oh, this is so good.
[all mimicking eating]
[eerie music playing]
[cackling]
[Jeff and Shaggy] Go, go, go!
[all yelling]
Huh? [growls]
[growling]
-Huh? -Well, I never!
How rude.
[growls frustratedly]
[cackling wickedly]
They're in position.
Operation Wedding Reception is go.
[machine running]
[Jeff] Duck and cover!
[Wedding Witch struggling]
[groaning]
[all screaming]
[Wedding Witch screaming]
[Wedding Witch coughs]
Great work, everybody.
Mr. Foxworthy,
would you like to do the honors?
And now let's see who this Wedding Witch really is.
[all] The food truck chef lady!
Wait, but this doesn't make sense.
I hired you to feed the crew,
and you're the Wedding Witch?
It's all quite simple, really.
[Velma] You see, the food truck chef lady is
actually something of a famous culinary archaeologist.
She travels the world,
breaks into old tombs and museums,
steals bits of ancient food,
and then reverse-engineers all the recipes
that haven't been eaten for hundreds or thousands of years.
She heard they were demolishingWainsly Hall
for the interstate bypass,
and knew it was her last chance to steal from the famous feast.
Knowing of the legend,
she created the guise of the Wedding Witch
to scare everyone away and stall moving the house,
long enough to carry out her plans.
She used her extreme archaeological skills
of ropes and guide wires
to make it appear that she was floating.
But why? I don't understand.
Having stolen and revived Chef Bayard's famous recipes,
I would've been the queen of Southern cookin'.
And I would have gotten away with it, too,
if it weren't for you meddling kids
and famous comedian, Jeff Foxworthy.
Uh-um, like, question. [chuckles]
How did Jeff, Scooby and me
experience all that crazy old-timey wedding stuff?
Too easy.
A few years ago, I recreated an ancient Incan dessert
where you combine perfectly harmless spices,
but the result creates a waking-dream state.
It was a way I could distract you three,
so I could take more samples.
[all] Sweet potato pie!
Exactly.
And y'all please forgive me for saying this,
but never ever put ketchup
on any of my culinary creations ever again!
Wait a minute.
You know, nobody's using the old food in there.
Why not just take it?
Recreate all those old recipes. It's all yours.
Aw, thank you very much.
[both sucking]
It's old, but chewy.
But tasty.
[both laughing]
[food truck chef lady] What?
You ate all the food?
[screaming] No!
Wow.
It's so beautiful. Look.
We made a house on wheels.
Fred Jones, if you think
having the oldest mobile home ever
in the history of mobile homes,
is a beautiful thing, then...
[gang] You just might be a country boy.
[laughing]
Country dooby-doo!
-[Scooby giggles] -[horns honking]