Get out!
Unh!
(Shaggy) So, like, tell me where we're goin' again?
(Fred) 'We're going to visit my uncle'
'the Count von Jones.'
He lives in a giant abandoned castle
and it's surrounded by a creepy forest
and it's just across the street from a factory
that makes specialty coffins.
Like, we're not even waiting for the monsters
to find us anymore, are we?
Hey, gang, look at this.
Ooh, dog show, dog show.
Hey, yeah, that's the International Dog Show.
It's goin' on all weekend.
That looks fun.
But what about my uncle?
Well, I say for once, we do what Scooby wants to do.
Okay, Scooby, it's up to you.
A dark, spooky castle
or a nice, cozy dog show?
Uh, let's see. Uh, Dog show.
Okay, so I guess we'll just have to miss
the antique torture exhibit at my uncle's museum.
- Perfect. - No problem.
The International Dog Show.
Such perfect hair.
I'm almost jealous.
I'm almost starved.
How 'bout you, Scoob?
Yeah.
(both) Huh?
Hey, I know her.
That's my friend, Meadow. Hey, Meadow!
Shaggy? Whoa!
How are you?
Hey, careful, Scoob, that's not your bag, man.
I see you've met, M'lady Moonbeam of Monterey.
My future grand champion.
Yes, you're gonna be.
That's right, little poochie-woochie. Mm.
It sure has been a while.
Yeah, I know.
I got kind of sidetracked
watching this really cool cloud.
Well, this sure looks like one great dog show.
Well, then, I guess you haven't heard?
Heard what, Meadow?
About the cat creature.
Cat creature?
Yeah. They say it's huge.
It can pounce on you from anywhere
and it rips stuff to like, shreds
'with these razor-like claws!'
It's been terrorizing the event.
They might even cancel the dog show.
That's terrible.
Well, I guess my uncle's castle's
lookin' pretty good right about now, huh?
Well, gang, it looks like
we've got a mystery to solve.
Yeah, we'd better be on the lookout
for any fiercely-fanged felines.
(Meadow) 'You're gonna stay?'
Well, you sure are brave.
Oh, wow! Purple.
- Whoa. - Wow.
Yeah, I should charge admission.
You must be, like, the best dog groomer ever, huh?
Aw, don't try to butter me up, kid.
I don't give out freebies.
Unless, of course, you want a snip there, handsome.
Uh, thanks. No.
I kinda like my natural look.
You cut hair for people, too?
That's my dream.
But so far, no one will hire me.
They say I'm only good with dogs.
Well, you sure are good at this.
This? Ha! This is nothing!
That's my real star over there, Chrissy.
'She's the defending world champion golden retriever.'
Uh, who are you?
Oh, I'm Chrissy's owner, Mr. B.
'Meet Maize, Flax, Jingle, Knox, 14-Carat'
'and of course, Bling Bling.'
Sounds like some kind of rap group.
Well, I call them the "Secret 6" for short.
'Because they were pretty much a secret till they got here.'
'Yeah, one day all six could be grand champions.'
You must be proud of Chrissy, Mr. B.
Aw, I sure am.
(man on PA) 'The International Dog Show is about to begin.'
Gentlemen, start your canines!
Oh, no, it's the cat creature!
Heh.
Hmm?
Huh?
Unh!
Grrrh!
You know we can't leave an eyewitness.
Man, I'd hate to see the size
of that cat creature's litter box.
All six of Chrissy's pups are missing.
Don't worry, Mr. B.
We'll help you find the puppies.
And capture that cat creature.
Scoob, there you are, old buddy, old friend, old pal.
Where's your collar?
What's the matter with you, Scooby-Doo?
Cat creature got your tongue?
It's the puppies we wanted, not this stupid mutt.
Don't worry, boy, we've got plans for you.
Hey, look, a toupee for a hairless Chihuahua.
Ha! It's just some fur I found.
I wanted to show you guys, but then I got caught up
on how it shimmers in the light.
Shimmer. Shimmer.
Uh, sorry to bum your shimmer.
Cat fur. Could be a clue.
Oh, I hate to think
of those poor little puppies out there
with that cat creature on the prowl.
Don't worry, Daphne.
We'll split up and look for clues.
Split up? With that terrible tabby on the loose?
Oh, I vote no way. Uh-uh, oh, no!
And so does Scoob.
Looks like you're outvoted, Shaggy.
We'll go up and check out the sound booth.
You guys can take the unpatrolled
dimly-lit parking structure.
Scoob, you don't mind splittin' up?
Quiet!
'Why do I hate dogs?'
Now we sit tight
for our signal from the boss.
(Scooby) 'Hm.'
What is it with you and those stupid gadgets?
Look, you don't complain
when I make all that cool spy-stuff for you.
Shh.
Shh!
One, two, three, four, five.
Huh? Huh?
Nothin' down here to frighten anybody.
Especially nothin' cat-like. Huh.
No siree.
Yikes!
Scooby, you're supposed to jump in my arms
like you always do when we see terrifying creatures.
It's only a kitty.
I knew that.
Scoob, chill, man!
This is so not like you.
What was that?
What? Aah! Oh.
The dogs are gone!
Funny how our footsteps echo so loud in this place.
Especially when we're not walkin' anymore.
Let's make a dash for the exit tunnel.
Aah!
Huh?
Come on, Scooby!
The cat creature's here somewhere!
I get it. Fear has messed with your mind.
Maybe these will set you right.
Scooby snacks, jalapeño and applesauce blend.
- 'The best.' - Yuck!
Like, something's wrong here.
Very wrong.
(man #1) 'We lost them in those woods.'
Boss, slight change in plans.
The Secret 6 escaped.
(woman on phone) 'Escaped?'
Well, not for long.
'Don't worry, we won't lose them.'
No sign of that pernicious pussycat.
But look what I found.
It's a one-of-a-kind burlap-like fabric.
Two of a kind.
(Velma) 'It looks like this scrap I picked up'
'near Chrissy's kennel.'
It's just as I suspected.
Those pups aren't lost, they were dognapped.
And I'm willing to bet
the cat creature was a diversion.
Hey, gang, have I got a news flash for you.
This isn't the real Scooby-Doo.
He barked at a cat, he wagged at fear
he "yucked" at a Scooby Snack
and he growled at me.
Looks like Scooby to me, Shaggy.
Guys, trust me on this.
If there are two things I know
they are Scooby-Doo!
You do the math.
You're just on edge.
We'll all feel better when we've found that—
Oops! Heh. Sorry, Scoob.
You're right, Shaggy. This is not Scooby.
But then, where's the real Scooby-Doo?
What if he was taken with the six missing pups?
Zoinks! He could be in real trouble!
Scooby-Doo, where are you?
Where the heck could they be?
Jinkies! They must have fallen into the river.
Shine more light over here, Freddy.
Wow, I didn't know we had ultra-high beams.
We don't. Someone else does.
They're in the river. Let's get 'em.
We're not the only ones searching for Scooby.
Huh!
Here, poochies.
Come to Uncle Scar.
Huh?
Aah!
Hmm?
Aah!
Oh, look at the puppies.
A cell phone?
Where'd you find this, Scooby?
Don't let go of those rocks.
Don't let go of me.
I have a good idea who's behind all this.
We've got to get back to the dog show.
It fell for our phony fuse-box trap.
You were saying?
(Daphne) 'So that explains the creature's jumping ability.'
Those dognappers answer to their boss.
The cat creature or should I say
(automated message) 'This is Meadow. Leave a message.'
Meadow? But, like, why?
I hired those thugs to snatch Chrissy's pups.
I didn't want them to grow up and compete
with my precious, M'lady Moonbeam.
And look, the dognapper's sack
is just like Meadow's burlap handbag.
I never meant for things to go this far.
If it weren't for you meddling kids
the cat creature would have just crept away.
Along with six stolen puppies.
How could you do this to me and Scooby, Meadow?
I thought you were our friend.
Sorry, Shaggy, M'lady Moonbeam comes first.
Don't you, my little princess-wincess?
Yes, you do.
Looks like you'll need that stylin' new do after all.
- Hold still. - No, really.
I don't think it, I, uh..
Well, I guess I can always
wear my football helmet to the beach.
Okay, who's next?
I'd like to make one very special announcement, everyone.
Thanks to the incredible valor of Scooby-Doo.
Chrissy's puppies are all safe!
And I've just been told that we have a new best-in-show
His Honorable Scooby-Doobus
'of Shagsmans Fields.'
Huh?
Also known as Scooby-Doo.
(Fred) 'That's my Scooby!'
- Old buddy, old pal. - Scooby-Doo.
Scooby-Dooby.
(puppies in unison) Doo!