How else to get this party started
than with the skate king
Ryan Scheckler!
'Wow, his signature move!'
'Ryan is ready to bring it tomorrow.'
Is there any way our next boarder
Rich Gurman, can top that?
'That's big air!'
Uh... really big air.
boom boom boom
(Daphne) Thanks for inviting us to San Francisco, Ryan.
No problem.
You're gonna have a great time at the Grind Games.
Security check, folks.
Uh, sorry for the inconvenience, Mr. Scheckler.
That's fine by me.
These events can attract
some really weird dudes.
Ooh.
Wow! Like, free Swedish massages!
Good-bye stress!
There sure is a lot of security
for just a skateboarding tournament.
You didn't hear about last night's attack?
Attack? What attack?
Some monster kidnapped a skater at the opening party.
- Monster? - Oh, great!
Like, just when I was stress-free.
Don't worry, guys, they beefed up security
so no more whack stuff happens.
Well, we'll also keep an eye out for anything whack.
(in unison) High on life! Not on boards!
High on life! Not on boards..
- You mean like that? - Don't worry about him.
'That dude is Haze Farlinguini.'
'He runs this freaky group of street artists'
'called the Red Persons Troupe'
and they juggle and chant and stuff.
(Haze) You are all trespassing on my people's performance area!
You defile our sacred space with your aggressive boarding
and low-slung trousers.
These Grind Games must stop!
(in unison) Grind coffee! Not rear axles!
(male announcer) 'Oh! Ryan Scheckler completes a kickflip Indy'
'as time runs out!'
Oh, man.
(Fred) Ooh, great luck.
That judge must've missed Ryan's mistake.
Even better luck.
Cotton candy!
Greetings! I'm Julian Dubree, tour guide for hire.
My personal rickshaw and boat tours
of San Francisco are just a buck a minute.
Uh, thanks, friend, but we're just
here to watch the skateboarding.
It's a little known fact that the fastest speed
ever recorded on the skateboard is 63 miles per hour.
That was a freebie.
I'm doing great business with all these tourists here.
And by the way, it's a little known fact
the first tourists came to the city in 1828.
Hey, that's two freebies.
Ohh!
(male announcer) 'Lucas is on the course.'
'She's a top contender for the championship.'
- Ugh-uh. - Aah!
Ugh! Aah! Uh.
'Aah!'
That must've been the same monster
that Ryan described from last night.
Like, he was wrapped in more seaweed
than a 6-foot California roll.
It seems to me like that creature
is targeting the Grind Games competitors.
That means his next target could be Ryan.
That monster, he is the legendary
San Franpsycho!
Roh! Something about that name gives me a bad feeling.
And I can also tell you where that monster comes from.
For a dollar.
He comes from right over there.
(Velma) Alcatraz?
(Julian) 'He was once known as the prisoner
'Clint Morris.'
It was 1963, Clint was feared by all
yet he himself feared nothing.
(Julian) Clint never made it to freedom.
In fact, his right hand never made it
out of dangerous San Francisco Bay.
Legend has it his scar-covered ghost
'known as the San Franpsycho'
still makes his home in Alcatraz.
Although I am licensed by the city
to give night tours of the island
I'm not going in there
with some psycho on the loose!
I'm staying right here in my boat.
It's a little known fact that 12%
of all boat owners live on their boats.
There's a reason some facts are little known.
How will we ever find the San Franpsycho
in this huge place?
It won't be hard since the monster just found us!
(in unison) Aah!
- Roh! - Ohh!
- Uhh! - Unh!
Jinkies! Everyone, come here!
Hey, this cell looks lived in.
Correct. This appears to be the San Franpsycho's lair.
Look at this Grind Games program.
There are big red X's through pictures of the skateboarders,
including Ryan.
Hmm.
Wait a minute, that's Julian's boat!
Stranded on Alcatraz.
And the San Franpsycho is off to terrorize Ryan
in the Grind Games.
But where's Julian?
The monster must've done something to him.
Or maybe Julian is the monster.
All I know is I've never liked
dark nights on spooky prison islands.
Me, neither.
No problem, gang.
I suspect that this strange
boat-like shape under this tarp is really a boat.
Keen logic, Freddy.
I'm setting a course for the main land.
Fred, that makes the fish in my sneakers happy.
- Huh? - Ooh.
(in unison) Bail!
- Bail! Bail! Woh! Roh! - We're doomed!
Doomed, I tell you!
Fred, look out for the rocks up ahead!
Like, those aren't rocks!
(Velma) Maybe we should've just stayed at that nice, dark
horribly terrifying prison.
- Ohh! - Uhh!
Back up!
And try a breath mint.
We're going to make it.
Ah, irony. So we meet again.
(all) Ohh!
Aah!
But, Ryan, that creepy beast is still out there.
Maybe the best idea is to cancel the Grind Games.
No. These games must go on.
There's a lot of tradition at stake here.
This is Grind Games Two.
Isn't that Judge Rudy Banyez
over there in the body painting booth?
(Daphne) Cool! She got a skateboarder
painted on her shoulder.
"Ryan."
Looks like our judge
has a favorite skateboarder.
Well, that sure is suspicious
but any fan of Ryan wouldn't try to
hurt his chances in the competition.
It's a little known fact that the San Franpsycho monster
is actually 13 years old.
Hey, pal. Remember us?
Four kids and a dog waving good-bye
from a deserted island of terror?
Look, the monster knocked me out, okay?
When I woke up, I was back at fisherman's wharf
which, by the way, was an active fishery up until 1977.
You have a knack for storytelling.
And you are interrupting my tour.
(male announcer) 'Oh! A rare frontside flip lip slide.'
'Maltby is doubling the best true competition, baby.'
Three hours and no sign of the monster.
Hey, Scoob, maybe we scared away that seaweed psycho.
Rawwrrr!
- We lost him. - Wait!
I see something.
Hold it right there, Haze.
It's not enough to protest against the skaters?
Now you want to sabotage the games?
Young lady, these tools are for a replacement stage
I am forced to build for my troupe.
Why? You'll have the space back once the games are over
and they tear down this vert.
Vert? Vert is not a word
and there is no vert to enlightenment.
I'm getting a very suspicious feeling.
Me, too. That guy's got San Fran
nutball painted all over him.
Guys, I have a new plan. Let's split up.
- New plan? - Just let it go.
Uh-h, oh!
Judging by the non-melodic nature of this music
I think we've got plenty of time to look for clues
in Haze's RV.
Let's look around.
There has to be something
tying Haze to the monster.
Hmm.
Ha-ha! Good work, Scooby.
These are all fancy costumes.
It proves that Haze could have made the elaborate costume
the San Franpsycho wears.
It's Haze.
Stop right there!
You're late for the show!
- I'm disappointed in you, Moss. - Moss?
He thinks we're members of his performance art group.
Go! Get on stage!
We've got passersby to enlighten.
Thanks for inviting me along, guys.
Undercover work is so cool.
What do you call this maneuver we're doing?
Tiptoeing.
Where would he go?
Over there!
Good work, Ryan.
Don't worry. I won't lose him again.
I lost him. Ah!
'Hey, we're off the track!'
We have to help Fred and those innocent passengers.
I've got an idea.
Hop on, Daphne.
Since my wayward artists have finally shown up
my talented troupe can now perform our grand finale.
Please let it be a disappearing act.
The human pyramid!
Why do I even hope anymore?
(Haze) 'Behold.'
What the mighty Egyptians once termed..
the pyramid!
Rikes!
Too heavy.
Like, be cool, Scoob.
Sorry we're late, Mr. Haze, dude.
What the blazes?
- Whoa-oh... oh! - Whoa-oh... oh!
To avoid a crash, you guys will have to do
a power slide to the left.
Slidy lefty. Power.. No problem.
Just do what we do.
Phew!
Don't panic. Just all of you do a tail stop.
Rawwrrr!
10.0, Fred. Your trick was sick.
We'll talk shop later. It's monster-chasing time.
The only thing left to do is capture the San Franpsycho
and I've got a plan.
I'm pretty sure he'll show up back
at the Grind Games here to try and harass
'another skateboarder tonight.'
'So, over here, Scooby will hide behind this obstacle
'and Shaggy will pose as a competitor.'
Uh-uh. No way!
Not gonna happen. Bad diagram.
This box of Scooby Snax says that's a good diagram.
Like, who am I to argue with a snack box?
He'll do it.
How will making Shaggy a competitor
catch the San Franpsycho, Freddy?
Here's the twist, when Shaggy and Scooby pass me
I'll activate a very powerful magnet.
Because of his metal hand
it'll pull the San Franpsycho towards us.
So that's why you wanted me
to build a helmet-mounted magnet.
You mean you didn't ask?
I've learned it's best not to question.
Since it's disguised to look like a skateboarding helmet
I can blend in with the crowd.
It works.
(woman on phone) 'What works?'
'Joey, is that you?'
Uh, he'll have to call you back.
Like, you got any last-second tips?
If you have a choice between falling on your head
or your rear, go with your rear.
Hey, ha ha, like, I'm pretty good at..
Whoa!
Whoa! Ahh!
Whoa-a-a!
Oh! Oh!
Aah! Aah!
Rawwrrr!
Oh! Ooh!
Uhh! Arrr-ooh!
Oh!
I'm okay!
Rawwrrr! Rah!
Rawwrrr!
thud
Rawwrrr!
Oh! Ooh!
Ah! Ugh!
Whoa-a-a!
crash
You did it, Scoob. You trapped the San Franweirdo.
(all) Rudy Banyez!
Like, why would such a big fan of Ryan
be trying to knock him out of the competition?
That was my biggest clue.
The San Franpsycho never actually went after Ryan.
She went after everyone else.
I have to give you meddling kids perfect scores.
I admit it, okay?
I wanted to sabotage the games
because they wouldn't let me compete.
But I would never scare Ryan. He's my idol.
So it was the judge? That's freaky.
Becoming a judge was the only way I could join the games
since girls aren't allowed.
What? Girls compete, Amanda, Zoey.
Zoey ripped it yesterday.
Well, then you tell me why they wouldn't let me in.
Whoa! Wait. I-I can get this.
'Whoa! Aah!'
Seriously, I'm good!
Uh, like, I think you might need some practice.
Say, ten to twenty years of it.
Another amazing run by Ryan Scheckler.
Let's see what our judges thought.
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!