[mystical music playing]
-[owl hooting] -[thunderclap]
[engine whirring]
[bats screeching]
[thunderclap]
Hey Freddie,
turn right here. [chuckles]
And then like a quick left at the fork.
Get it? Fork! [laughs]
[spooky music playing]
[Shaggy] So exciting.
Um, are you guys feeling okay?
Daphne's right.
This is a very dark and lonely road,
and you're happy?
[both laughing]
Aren't you scared?
Like, nope!
Uh... a little hungry maybe.
Yeah, Scoob.
I'm hungry, too. Paw me, Bud.
[both laughing]
All right, that's it.
What is going on, you two?
Nothing is scaring you today?
[both] Nope!
Uh-uh.
Aw, man.
It was gonna be a surprise.
A delicious surprise!
You said it, Scoobs!
We've been promised a huge, delicious feast
by our good friend.
And we're all invited. [giggles]
[dramatic music plays]
We're here. We're here.
[laughs] Come on.
[excitedly] I can't wait.
[sinister music plays]
[growling in distance]
-Hey! -[all exclaiming]
Did you guys hear something?
Like it's probably just our friend.
[laughs nervously]
Right, Scoob?
[nervously] I hope so.
-[growling continues] -[scared gasp]
Are you sure?
Maybe. No.
[both] Hopefully.
-[menacing growls] -[rustling]
[roaring]
[opening theme music playing]
[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 Alton Brown!
-[roaring] -[gang screaming]
Run!
[screaming]
[gang screaming]
[growling]
-[gang whimpering] -[growling]
[gang screaming]
We're trapped!
[growling]
-[thuds] -[groans]
-[thuds] -[grunts]
[lightning and thundering]
Like, what was that?
What just happened?
Jinkies!
Liquid Nitrogen!
But, who could have done it?
[mysterious music plays]
I did.
[Velma] Jinkies, it's...
[gang] Famous chef, writer and TV personality Alton Brown!
Like, Alton Dude, these are our friends.
Velma, Daphne and Fred.
[laughs]
Well, it's a pleasure to meet
Shag and Scoob's closest friends.
Boy, are you all in for a treat.
Oh, yum, yum, yum, yum...
We can't wait.
[slobbering]
-[chuckles] -[both] Wah!
[chomping]
So, Mr. Brown,
how do you know Shaggy and Scooby?
Well, actually for years now,
I've had the joy of these two beautiful knuckleheads helping me out.
[both] We're knuckleheads. [laughs]
Yes, you are.
Uh, you see, Daphne,
they're amazing at getting rid of any leftover dishes
from my cooking shows.
They're like my taste testers/garbage disposals.
Like you know it.
You make it, we eat it.
[Fred] So, Mr. Brown,
what was that thing outside?
Well, Fred, I have a theory...
This castle is actually part of my family heritage.
It once belonged to my ancestor,
Dr. Cornelius Frankenfooder!
-[thunderclap] -[spooky music plays]
[exclaiming in horror]
Frankenfooder?
And, that thunderstorm is not helping me get cell reception.
I can't look up any information on Dr. Frankenfooder.
Well, luckily for you, there's me.
[chuckles] I'm a veritable real life encyclopedia
of my family history.
Encyclo who?
An encyclopedia.
It's kind of like a...
Just look it up on the internet.
[mysterious music plays]
[Alton] This is my ancestor, Dr. Frankenfooder.
-[lightning and thundering] -[eerie music playing]
[whimpering fearfully]
He loved food,
and he was a chef, just like me.
But, he was also a scientist.
A mad scientist?
It was his greatest dream,
to give life to food.
And, his life work came to fruition
the day he created
a living, breathing man,
made entirely of fruits and vegetables!
Genius!
But, the local villagers were terrified of the food man.
[horrified screaming]
And revolted!
They destroyed everything...
Everything...
And burned this castle to the ground.
[both whimpering fearfully]
They rebuilt the place, of course. [chomps]
But... Some say, the food man,
or rather, the Frankenfooder Monster...
-[thunderclap] -[whimpering]
...haunts the castle to this day.
Well, gang,
it looks like we have a real mystery on our hands.
You bet it does, Fred.
That's why I asked you teenage mystery solvers here
to help me solve it.
[nervously] But, but... What about the feast?
-Well-- -[thunderclap]
[all screaming]
[in foreign accent] Stop!
You are trespassing here.
Are you after the treasure, too?
Treasure?
There must be some misunderstanding.
Oh, don't play innocent with me.
There is a famous legend of gold
being hidden somewhere in this castle.
Gold!
And I'm going to find it.
Me!
Mayor Goldgraber.
And I hope that the Frankenfooder Monster--
-[lightning and thundering] -[both whimpering]
...destroys anyone who isn't me...
Namely you.
[laughing maniacally]
What do you know about a food man monster, Mayor Goldgraber?
[mumbling] Know about... A what?
The food man monster?
You just mentioned him.
I don't know what you're talking about.
[chuckling] I say lots of stuff.
But, I do know this.
You're doomed.
Doomed!
-[lightning and thundering] -[door slams]
So suspicious.
-[lightning and thundering] -[all exclaiming in fear]
[dramatic music plays]
Relax, gang.
It's just my TV producer, Jeanie Jeanington.
I've been looking for you all over, Alton.
I never know what she wants.
But, what a great name, though, right?
I just need to know if you're okay with the ingredients
for your next cooking show.
I flew all the way to Germany to get an answer.
You could have just called.
It went straight to voicemail...
There's no cell reception or wifi here.
Tell me about it, sister.
Alton, if you just approve this,
I can fly back home.
Then the show can finally get cancelled,
and I can retire in peace.
[laughs] Retire?
That's hilarious. All right. Come on.
I... I guess I better have a look at this.
Hey, I'll catch you guys later.
Must be some information
we can find out about this Frankenfooder Monster.
-[thunderclap] -[whimpering]
Okay, let's split up and look for clues.
Velma and Daphne with me.
Shaggy, Scooby, check out the basement...
Not the basement!
[both whimpering]
-[door knob clicks] -[door hinges creak]
[exclaims]
It's the basement.
I don't like basements.
[multiple ghostly laughter]
[door slams]
Dude.
[whimpers]
[suspenseful music playing]
-[grunts] -[groans]
Guys, we're supposed to split up and look for clues.
Like, we know, dude.
Can't we split up and stay together?
[soft growling]
[gasps fearfully]
[growling intensity increasing]
[both] It's the monster.
[both whimpering]
[tense music plays]
[growling menacingly]
[both screaming]
[low growl]
[growling]
[whimpering]
[growling]
Shaggy. Shaggy.
I can't see.
Scoob, I'm right here, buddy.
[Scooby] Huh?
Shaggy, you feel funny.
Oh, that's why.
[roars]
-[both whimpering] -[growls]
Huh? Hmm.
[growling]
[both whimpering]
[growling]
Welcome. Welcome. Hi.
Welcome. Welcome. Iron maiden for one?
Right this way, sir!
[monster] Huh?
[both giggling]
[growling]
[suspenseful music plays]
[Scooby whimpering]
[all] Huh?
[gang groan]
-[Alton] Help! -[gang] Huh?
[yells] It's the food monster!
He's got me cornered in here!
-Hel... [screams] -Mr. Brown. Come on!
[monster growling]
[Alton grunting]
Alton!
[roaring]
[whimpering]
[gang] Alton! No!
[dramatic music plays]
[Velma] Jinkies. They're gone!
[mysterious music plays]
[sniffing]
What is it, Scoob?
Smell something?
Yeah! Smells good!
[sniffing]
Ah...
Like, I smell it too, Scoob.
This way!
[sniffing]
[both exclaiming]
Hmm.
[both] Alton?
Alton!
You're okay.
[chuckles] Never more alive than I am in the kitchen.
You know, because, I love to cook.
Especially when I'm nervous.
Helps calm me.
[blender whirring]
Like Alton, dude,
that works the same way for us.
We feel much better when you're cooking.
[laughs]
Yeah, a whole lot better.
[laughs]
But, the monster...
We saw it attack you.
Oh. You know you certainly did.
And thank you for distracting him
just long enough for me to escape his clutches.
Hey, let me cook you up a post-chase snack, yeah?
-Who's hungry? -[both] We are!
[loud thud]
[screams] What was that?
It came from the food pantry.
Monster.
Monster! Monster!
Fruit monster!
[screaming]
[thud in distance]
[confused] Okay.
Uh... That was odd.
Look! A secret cabinet.
Very exciting.
It's Dr. Frankenfooder's diary.
[thunderclap]
[spooky music plays]
Alton! Stop saying that dude.
Give it a read, Daphne.
"Dear diary,
very exciting times.
I am working to bring food to life.
Day 72."
Okay.
"Great success, I've made carrots walk.
Carrots!
Day 79.
Tragedy has struck.
The carrots walked into the horse stables
and were eaten.
It's a terrible set back but, I will not give up.
Day 112.
I've done it.
It's alive.
The food man has been given life.
Day 142.
My monster has gained sentience
and is scaring the townsfolk.
Peasants are threatening
to burn my castle to the ground,
but I can't let him go.
He is my greatest creation of all time.
Day 168.
My monster has become quite smart,
and is demanding a Mrs. Foodman.
I knew that giving my monster a wife
would lead to bigger problems.
They'll eventually want food children,
and all of a sudden it's going to get very busy around thanksgiving."
That's weirdly specific.
That's it. I've got it.
I know how to stop the monster.
[gang] You do?
Yes.
We have to finish my ancestor's experiment,
and give the food monster a wife.
We must create a Mrs. Frankenfooder Monster.
-[lightning and thundering] -[howling]
Well, at least, it'll be the perfect way
to trap the monster.
Now, you're talking my language.
To the laboratory.
[gang] To the laboratory.
[dramatic music plays]
Eighteen zucchinis.
-Nose. -[Daphne] Parsnips.
-Hair. -[Fred] Asparagus...
Shaved.
And my mystery ingredient...
Salt.
[all] Salt?
Yeah, I put salt in almost everything.
Because, everything needs a little salt.
[switch clicking]
[electricity crackling]
[tense music plays]
Voila!
[whirring]
[Alton] The bride of Frankenfooder.
It's moving man. It's... It's--
Alive!
-[thunderclap] -[howling]
But I was already alive.
Don't ruin it for me, Scooby.
Oh... My bad.
It's fine.
Look, time to trick the monster
into thinking Scooby is his wife...
with a little smoke and mirrors.
This liquid nitrogen should cover things.
Go Scooby. Sell it.
[mimicking monster sounds]
Here I am.
All alone.
Wish I had a friend.
Like a Mr. Frankenfooder Monster friend.
-[monster growling] -[yelps]
Oh!
[growling]
Oh, hi.
Do you want to be my friend?
[giggles coyly]
[growls softly]
[chuckles happily]
-[screaming] -[growling]
[dramatic gasp]
[low growl]
[yelps]
[giggles nervously]
Huh?
[growls angrily]
[roars]
[all] Alton! No!
[growling angrily]
[clattering]
Remember the plan, Scoob.
Get him on the gurney.
[grunts]
[thuds]
[yelps]
[thuds]
[low growl]
[yelps]
[whimpering]
-[growling] -[whimpering]
Hang on, Scoob!
[Scooby] Whoa!
[screams] Whoa!
-[grunts] -[gasps]
[screaming]
-[thuds] -[groans]
Now let's see who this food man monster really is.
[gang] Alton Brown!
But that's impossible.
We saw you frozen solid.
Or did we?
When I lost my cell reception,
I resorted to more practical methods,
i.e., deductive reasoning,
reading books,
real life observation, etc. etc.
I examined the painting of Dr. Frankenfooder.
It had clearly been painted recently,
not hundreds of years ago.
While you were all busy making snacks in the kitchen,
I was busy looking into the castle's family history.
There was never any "Frankenfooder" family,
and certainly no "Brown" lineage.
Well, Frankenfooder is actually on my mother's side.
But what was all that crazy laughter in the basement?
Yeah! That was scary.
-[ghostly laughter] -[whimpering]
[in German accent] We were in the basement eating the whole time.
[laughs] Much fun.
[in German accent] Ja, Alton prepared us food
while he performed his little play for you all,
which we thought was very clever.
Bravo! Ja, ja, bravo.
Meet the Schmidts.
They live here.
Which I learned after removingall of the white sheets
from the furniture in the living room.
And this castle was never burnt down by peasants.
These are the original 800-year-old oak floors.
Ja! They are.
Thank you for noticing. We are very proud.
Turns out Alton decorated
the entire house to look creepy.
But what about Alton being frozen solid?
That was my life-sized puppet of Alton Brown.
My master work.
Meet Jude.
A puppeteer who builds puppets of famous people for a living.
I loaned Alton my Alton Brown puppet as a favor,
but he never returned it.
And now, it's ruined.
Freezer burned!
But that's okay.
I've got another.
See? It looks just like him.
The only real question left is...
[gang] Why?
Ah, shucks! Well...
Here it goes.
A couple of months ago,
I woke up and felt the need to reinvent myself.
I mean, I've been a pirate...
[squawking]
A space captain...
-[grunts] -[screaming]
Even a dolphin trainer.
[clicking]
[sloshing]
You have?
Yep!
But I grew tired of them. [sighs]
I wanted this one to be big.
And I wanted you all to spread the word
about me and my "ancestor,"
Dr. Frankenfooder!
[lightning and thundering]
[whimpering fearfully]
I, Alton Brown,
the descendent of a mad food scientist.
[sighs] Just think of it.
[gang] Uh...
And I would have gotten away with it, too
if it weren't for you meddling kids.
And, well, me, I guess.
Wait.
What happened to your TV producer?
[sniffing]
She's right here.
[muffled groaning]
Well, I couldn't let her spoil my big moment.
Just another mess
I'll have to clean up for you, Alton.
What about Mayor Goldgraber?
What was his part in all this?
I don't even know him.
But, hey, great name, right?
Gold! I'm here for the gold.
[laughs maniacally]
Like take it easy, Mayor Gold dude,
because I have like a real problem.
Scoob and I came all the way out here for a feast,
and we've been running from a puppet Alton
and an Alton food monster the whole time.
Yeah, the opposite of a feast.
It was horrible.
Gee, guys. I apologize.
Well, since no crime was actually committed...
Alton, I think there's a way you can make it up to them...
I hope you like it.
Voila!
[thunder rumbles]
[gang exclaims in horror]
[chuckles] Just kidding.
I wouldn't do that to you guys.
[object clatters]
-Oh, boy. -Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
Nothing fancy,
though I did use six kinds of meat in the meatballs.
Scoob, would you like to do the honors
as the official taste tester?
Yeah.
Hmm. [chomps and gulps]
[sighs] Ah!
Needs salt.
Everybody's a critic.
[theme music playing]