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Then a system of *** connected to a counterweight,

loop through that tree and flag pole. We'll drag that hotdog cart...

- Hotdogs? - Stay with me, Scoob.

- Nobody's with you, Fred. - It is a pretty complicated trap.

That's exactly why it'll work.

[Sighs] Sometimes, it's like I'm all alone out here.

[Snarling]

Zoinks! Ha ha! It's the piranha-goat!

And we've got him right where we want him.

[Grunting]

Hey, what's wrong with this thing?

[Bleats]

Fred, he's getting away!

[Bleats] [Siren]

Going somewhere, piranha-goat?

Bu-uh-uh-sted.

Good thing Sheriff Stone showed up.

Well, you're darn tootin'.

I've told you kids a thousand times,

you leave the crime busting to the crime-busters.

Piranha-goat, you're coming with me.

Huh? [Rattles]

- Ooh, my trap's working. - Uh-oh.

[Gasps]

[Grunts and screams]

[All scream]

Told you it would work.

La-aay-ter.

[Electricity crackles] Huh?

[Echoing laughter]

[Neighs]

[All gasp]

[Grunts]

[Laughs]

[Laughs]

See you around, Sheriff.

[Crackling]

It can't be.

Dead justice... He's returned.

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Scooby-dooby-doo!

Sheriff, who is this Dead Justice guy?

Only the greatest lawman

ever to clean up the streets of crystal cove.

And my number 3 personal hero,

right behind myself and the mayor.

Hmm. Never heard of him.

He's been dead for over 100 years.

Well, that's probably why.

Ick. Oystery shells.

The seafood littering in this town is out of control.

Ugh. Am I swelling from my allergies, Fred?

Daphne, to me, you can never look too swollen.

[Groans]

It's a good thing he showed up when he did.

Piranha-goat almost got away with the plans

for crystal cove's water supply.

Yeah. Ho ho! If he had succeeded in destroying the town's water,

like, we may never have bathed again.

We don't bathe now.

Like, quiet, scoob.

Oh. [Giggles]

What could be so important

as to lure crystal cove's most famous lawman

back from the great beyond?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe he's here to actually try and solve some crimes.

No, that can't be it.

Heck, I've won the crimey,

crystal cove's crimestopper of the year award, 27 times.

[Exhales] There's only one lawman here,

and his name is Sheriff Bronson Stone.

[Snoring]

Ohh.

[Hums]

- Aah! Aah! - Hey, what the...

[grunting]

[Alarm ringing]

[Grunts] Oof!

[Laughs]

[Tires squeal]

[Laughs]

And I'll say it again.

If I haven't already friended you,

it's not going to happen,

so please stop with the poking.

Hey, Sheriff. Now, don't be nervous.

This is going to be your year. I can feel it.

Bucky, I'm not nervous.

Every year is my year. [Chuckles]

I just want to get this over with so I can catch a movie.

You want to see a movie? Check this out.

I made you a little flipbook to commemorate today.

Spoiler alert... you win the award again.

Bucky, go get me some cotton candy.

Oh, yes sir, Sheriff. I'll make sure it's extra Fluffy!

Think maybe we'll be up there someday winning a crimey?

Not a doubt, Freddy. I believe in you.

Always have. [Feedback]

My fellow crystal covians. Thank you for coming out

for the 215th crimestopper of the year awards.

[Applause] May I have the envelope, please?

And this year's crimestopper of the year is...

Dead justice!

[All gasp]

Like, I didn't even know he was eligible.

You know, being dead and all.

I'm speechless.

[Laughter] [Whimpers]

[Screaming]

Trophies is for sissy folk.

I'm just doing my job,

which is more than I can say for useless Sheriff Stone.

[Gasps]

I ain't in this game for a pat on the back.

I'm in it for justice!

Hi-ho, Greg!

His horse's name is Greg?

[Whinnies]

[Laughs]

Forget crime stopping.

Frolicking milk-made peanuts,

that is showstopping!

[Cheering and applause]

Mayor! You can't give the award to him!

He ain't even alive!

Never stopped me from giving it to you before.

[Laughs] That was a joke at your expense.

Sheriff! I got your cotton candy! Did you win?

What is going on with these oyster shells?

This is a parking lot, not a raw bar!

Hmm.

These are just like the ones we found in front of city hall.

Something smells fishy.

Uh, guys? Where'd you get those?

Like, from that dude in the white Jean jacket.

[Rock music playing]

Who is that?

Ahh, he's a local crime nut

who calls himself the night ranger.

He writes a blog about how much he doesn't like me.

The feeling is mutual, but I, unlike that weirdo,

keep my blogs to myself.

[Rock music playing]

Does anything about that guy strike you as odd?

So many things.

[Engine revs] [Rock music continues]

So, like, if this night ranger turns out

to have something to do with Dead Justice,

does that mean we have to give back our oysters?

No way. Finders keepers.

Maybe you can ask him yourself. Look.

[Brakes squeal]

Didn't anyone ever tell you that curiosity can get you dead?

[Squealing]

[All gasp]

I'm the only lawman in crystal cove.

Stop your snooping.

And what if we don't?

Then the next time I see you,

I shoot to kill. [Laughs]

[Laughter continues]

Come on, gang.

I think it's time we had a little chat with Sheriff Stone.

Are you sure about this?

Sheriff Stone doesn't exactly like us.

[Clicks]

We don't have a choice.

He's the biggest Dead Justice fan in town.

Hold it right there. [Clicks]

What do you trespassers want?

We're here to see the Sheriff.

Sheriff's in bed.

It's about Dead Justice.

We think somebody is trying to make the Sheriff look bad.

Hey, that's what I've been telling him.

Sheriff, you got visitors.

Who is it?

Bunch of teenagers and a dog.

Tell them to go away.

Sheriff Bronson Stone, mind your manners.

So sorry about this.

He's been a cranky-pants ever since he didn't win this year's crimey.

Mom!

Play nice.

[Groans] What do you want?

We need you to tell us everything you know about Dead Justice.

What's the point?

I mean, when your hero thinks

you're the worst lawman in the history of crystal cove,

there isn't much more to say.

But as long as you're here, I guess I should start at the beginning.

[Piano playing]

Before Dead Justice came to town,

crystal cove was a den of iniquity and lawlessness.

And injustice reigned.

Well, then, one day, a left-handed gunslinger named iron will Williamson

rode into crystal cove.

Iron will decided right then and there

that he was going to clean up this town, no matter what.

[Spurs jangle]

[Gunfire]

[Weapons click]

[Bullet ricochets]

Townsfolk made him Sheriff

and gave him the nickname Dead Justice.

But there was one Thorn Dead Justice just couldn't get out of his side.

[Whinnies]

His name was nitro wizinski.

Dead justice vowed

he would go to the ends of the earth to bring nitro down.

[Horses whinny]

And that's exactly what he did.

[Whinnies]

[Whinnies]

Dead justice slapped the cuffs on nitro

as they both sank into a lake of molten fire.

[Plays]

And that was the last anyone ever saw of Dead Justice.

Until now.

Just had to bring that up again, didn't you?

Wait. Dead justice was a lefty?

Uh, duh. Everyone knows that.

It's Dead Justice 101.

Well, the ghost who just shot at us fired with his right hand.

Then that ain't no real Dead Justice.

Or my name isn't Sheriff Bronson Stone!

Doesn't the night ranger shuck with his right hand?

Hmm.

[Rock music playing]

Scooby-doo's right.

Then let's go check him out.

I call shotgun!

What? But the front seat is my special place beside...

Fred.

All right. Let's split up and look for clues.

- Ouch. - Ooh! Stupid chin-up bar.

Jeepers.

This guy is really into mankinis.

Like, dudes, what's with all this hay?

- Horses eat hay. - Dead justice has a horse.

[Vehicle approaching]

[Rock music playing] Night ranger.

Quick, everybody. Hide.

[Door opens]

[Rock music playing]

Ugh. Why did he have to take his shirt off?

At least we know what the hay was for.

Doesn't matter. Night ranger's Dead Justice.

I'm sure of it. No, he ain't.

Yes, he is. [Clicks]

- No, he ain't! - [Gasps] Yes, he is.

[Laughter]

Zoinks! Hoo-hoo! Like, no he ain't!

I warned ya.

Now, I'm going to kill you.

Sheriff Stone, you're the worst lawman

this side of heaven and Hades.

And trust me, I've been to both.

Now, that's just mean.

Time to hand over your badge.

[Rock music playing]

Guys, run!

[All screaming]

Night ranger! You saved us!

[Rock music playing]

Doesn't say much, does he?

He must save it all for his blog.

Stupid blog.

Where did Dead Justice go?

Dimpled Panamanian gargoyles, Fred. What is going on?

Dad, what are you doing here?

Well, I was looking for the Sheriff, actually.

Have you changed your mind about the crimey?

Better. You're fired. All: What?

No, no, no. I'm not finished.

Effective immediately, dead justice will be heading up

the crystal cove p.D.

But it isn't Sheriff Stone's fault.

Dead justice is the bad guy here.

I'll be taking that badge.

You can take my badge,

but I'll always be Sheriff Bronson Stone,

as it's my name

that my mama gave me when I was born.

Wait. Like, your first name is Sheriff?

Mama, she planned ahead,

and this is going to break her teeny, tiny heart.

[Sobbing] Sheriff Stone, wait!

[Echoing laughter]

Hi-ho, Greg!

[Laughs]

Mayor Jones, you're making a mistake.

I don't think so.

Do you know how much I have to pay our new dead Sheriff?

Nothing. Ghosts don't need money.

It's politics 101. I'm going to save a fortune on

healthcare, bullets, bloodstain removal.

This is unfair.

We owe it to the Sheriff to solve this mystery.

[Crying and sniffling]

Bucky, do you know where we could find the Sheriff?

His mom said he would be here.

I wasn't supposed to tell anyone this,

but Sheriff Stone took a new job at the clam cabin.

- That's perfect! - Ahh.

Like, I'm way starving.

What would you say to a banana and clam kebab, scoob?

I'd say nice to eat you.

[Both giggle]

Oh. Oh, boy.

We'll take the stuff to Sheriff Stone.

Thanks. I have to get this office ready for Dead Justice...

I mean, Sheriff justice.

[Crying and sniffling]

[Sobbing]

Just back away slowly.

[Sobbing continues]

If the night ranger isn't Dead Justice, then who is?

Time to come up with a new list of suspects.

Guys, I think I found something.

Does that mean we don't get to go to the clam cabin?

No, it means we need to get there fast.

Sheriff!

No one here by that name.

I'm baghead, the new assistant shucker.

[Sighs]

Something I can shuck for you kids?

Dead justice is a fraud, and we can prove it.

But we need Sheriff Stone's help.

Know where we can find him?

It's me, guys, Sheriff Bronson Stone.

Like, no kidding.

You really think we can prove who's behind this Dead Justice business?

Yep, and I know how.

[Explosion]

[Hoofbeats]

[Neighs] Huh?

Nobody robs a bank in my town and gets away with it.

[Laughter]

Nice to see you again, Dead Justice.

It can't be.

Nitro wizinski?

But you're dead.

Yeah? Well, so are you.

[Grunts]What's the matter, Dead Justice?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Get away from me! [Neighs]

[Neighs] Whoa!

[Laughs] [Gasps]

Not so tough now, is ya?

[All screaming] Whoa!

Oof!

You're busted, dude.

[Laughs] Not yet.

He's getting away!

Relax. I got this. [Grunts]

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

[Groans]

[Grunts]

Time to reveal who Dead Justice really is.

[Gasps]

All: Deputy bucky?

What?

Bucky, you were like a father to me!

You're 20 years older than me!

There's no proof of that. Why'd you do it?

Sheriff, I think we can explain.

Bucky was tired of being just a deputy.

He craved the power and prestige of the Sheriff's office.

Fred: Bucky failed every one of his promotion exams.

But it wasn't just his grades that got me thinking.

Shaggy: Like, bucky's a doodler,

and his drawings looked an awful lot like

Dead Justice's demon bullets.

[Screeching]

Velma: Bucky disguised himself as the ghost of Dead Justice

and chased down the town's most wanted.

Daphne: He knew nothing would hurt Sheriff Stone more

than losing his job to his hero.

The only thing I don't understand is

how he created those bullets.

Cgi. It's all cgi these days.

I programmed a laser pointer to simulate the animation.

Much as I hate to admit it, I owe you kids one.

Huh? Ecch.

People of crystal cove,

there's a new old new Sheriff in town.

[Cheering and applause]

Thanks, mayor Jones. And...

Thanks for giving me a raise.

Raise? What raise?

An hour ago, your job was free.

Don't think I won't find another undead lawman if I have to.

[Laughs]

You're joking, right?

You know, dad, bucky would have gotten away with it

if it hadn't have been for us meddling kids.

Maybe a little thank you might be, uh...

Uh, that's great, Fred. Listen, I'm late for a work meeting.

But work's that way.

Why do I even bother?

He cares, Fred, in his own way.

I don't know, daph.

Sometimes, when I look around,

the only one I see at my side is you.

And that's just where I belong,

riding shotgun with my guy.

Yeah. You do.

And I don't want anyone to ever take your place.

[Gasps] What are you doing?

Daphne, will you ride shotgun with me forever?

I... are you... oh, wow.

Am I having a rush of blood to my head making me hear things?

Or maybe this onion ring is actually calamari,

and my allergies are causing my brain to swell.

Your brain looks fine from here.

So, is that a yes?

If you're asking me to marry you, oh, Freddy, yes.

You trapped me at hello.

Mmm.

You mean after we graduate, right?

Uh, I don't know what that is, but sure.

Whatever you say.

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