All language subtitles for Scooby Doo Mystery Incorporated S02E16

Previously on Mystery Inc...

The whole planispheric disc!

I've *** together a rudimentary player

for the planispheric disc.

The sooner we find out
what this is supposed to do,

the sooner we'll solve
the mystery of the *** treasure.

Nibiru!

Jeepers, Fred.

You're living in a van, down by the river.

I didn't have much choice.

My folks got have 20 spare
bedrooms in the house

and I'm sure if you moved in,
they wouldn't even notice!

You and I should be okay in here.

Nibiru has come!

This has all happened before!

It begins with the animal.

The dog dies.

Is he talking about me?

If each of the pieces reveals a location,

then all of the pieces together
should show us the treasure.

Jeepers!

It could be a cache of diamonds!

In a gold trap!

Covered in hot fudge!

Like, wrapped in a burrito!

What would be your opinion, Nova?

Hmm?

[Gasps]

Jinkies, look at this, gang.

"Senor P. Llave."

Like, what kind
of name is that?

And what's the deal
with the numbers?

Maybe the numbers
are more coordinates.

This could be the ultimate
treasure destination.

We should be ready
to expect anything.

You have to help me!

Sheriff? What's wrong?

We're in the middle
of a full-scale galactic war,

and the earth is the prize.

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Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

Recently, these memories
came flooding back to me.

I was 14, home alone,

doing what all kids did
when their mom was gone--

rifle through her drawers
looking for old candy

and a used lipstick container
I could store my baby teeth in.

Don't act like you never did it.

- No.
- Never.

Creepy.

Anyway, there I was
late one night in the closet

playing "dead justice"

and pretending to fight
Nitro Wisinski,

when I heard something
otherworldly

coming from outside.

[Creaking]

[Rattling]

And then all of a sudden,

this bright light appeared
from outside.

I felt a presence in the room.

I was paralyzed,
and then it came for me.

What came for you?

- An E.B.E.
- An ebe?

No, an E.B.E.--

an extraterrestrial
biological entity,

an alien being
from far beyond the stars,

a gray.

- A gray what?
- A gray alien!

You know, those dinky,
little bodies;

great, big heads;
Smooth, hairless skin.

Aren't you people
paying attention?

So, like, you were
abducted by an alien.

You could've just said that.
It would've been much clearer.

Oh, thanks for the tip,
mushmouth.

- [Growls]
- [Growls]

Enough, you two.
Continue, sheriff.

As I was trying to say...

They took me to their saucer and
put a chip in my nasal cavity

so they could track me
and steal my memories

and make me do awful things.

What kinds of awful things?

Awful things! Awful!

Like, all right.
All right. We get it.

Awful things.

Have you told anyone else
about this,

like maybe a licensed
psychiatric professional?

Ooh, you don't believe me?

Well, take a look at this.

You were abducted
by a teeth-whitening kiosk?

What? Oh, that little,
gray beast, he was right there!

Rrgh, they're so crafty.
I need your help!

I'm obviously desperate,
which I why I came

to 4 child detectives
and their talking dog for help.

Now, we must be vigilant.
They're very advanced.

Hang on, gang.
Check out that store.

Sheriff, this might be
a good time

for you to do some sheriffing.

[Clears throat]

Hello, not-real
law enforcementers.

I'm sheriff Bronson stone.

This is a minor theft, sheriff,

some high-tech GPS
thingamajigger.

We're gonna check out
the security footage

if you want to tag along.

Ooh! It's a gray. Hide me.

I don't know, sheriff.

It kind of looks like
a kid in a sweatshirt.

There's another one.

Holy battle beyond the stars,
it's a Nordic alien!

Or a woman holding a newspaper
in front of her face.

Don't be fooled
by their Nordic good looks

and peaceful demeanors, girlie.

Then, like, what's that?

A lutoid, shape shifters
from Alpha Draconis.

We're being invaded
from all sides!

While some call the Nordic
aliens our space brothers,

the less nitwitted among us,
by which I mean me,

know why they're really here,

and that is to conquer
and enslave us.

Is that why the lizard aliens
came here, too?

No. The reptoids
are already here

living in the middle
of our planet

in a sanctuary
called hollow earth.

- Huh?
- Oh, for the love of--

- Wh-what was that?
- Jinkies.

[Radio static]

Like, it's coming back.

Oh!

Mommy.

[Engine stops]

[Engine cranks]

Huh?

Gang, prepare yourselves.
I think we're about to be--

Abducted.

Ohh! Ohh!

Waah...

[Whimpering]

Ah.

Aah!

Stupid, stupid corn!

[Whimpers]

[Gasps]

Get out of my way, corn!

[Whimpering]

Weak. Need cheeseburger.

Somebody, like, help.

Huh? Yaah!

Zoinks!

Yaah!

- Aah!
- Whoa!

[Footsteps]

If this is where
sheriff Bronson stone

makes his last stand,
then so be it.

You can't have me,
you alien freaks!

Waah! Aah aah aah!

Uh...

Like, sheriff?

Shaggy? Scooby?

Guys, a path.

Who cuts down corn
from the middle out?

Corn trap artists.

It's not a path.
It's a circle, a crop circle.

A bright, moving light;
the Mystery Machine dies;

the radio; a crop circle?

I hate to say it, but--

There really are aliens
among us.

So what do we do?

First, we need to find
the others.

After that, I know someone
who can help us,

although I'm sure I'm going
to regret asking her.

Alien invasion?

Oh, sweetie, you have no idea
how happy this makes me.

You finally believe.

[Crack]

I told you I was going
to regret this.

[Creak]

Velma has always poo-pooed
my little hobby...

Obsession.

But I knew
she'd come around some day.

You know, the government
formed a secret agency

called Majestic 12 to deal
with the alien menace.

They focus mainly on grays.

No matter
how many letters I write,

they still neglect
the reptoid threat.

I suspect the government
has a secret treaty

with hollow earth.

It is scientifically impossible

for the center of the earth
to be hollow,

much less for bipedal reptiles
to be living in it.

When convention and science
offer us no answers,

might we not finally turn to
the fantastic as a plausibility?

Do you know that most people
who claim to have seen a UFO

have really just seen
the planet Venus?

Mrs. Dinkley, do you
really think you can help us?

Certainly, dear.

With the arrival
of the Nordic aliens,

the reptoids have ventured
above ground.

I suspect that the grays
are stealing technology

to repair their ship.

Now, sheriff, you are obviously
the key to everything.

The item in your nasal cavity
is both controlling you

and repressing your memories.

I knew it! Is that bad?

Very, but as I have been
trained by Dr. Vieber,

the master of abduction
regression hypnosis,

I believe I can help.

Please raise
your right hand, dear.

Now, don't be frightened,
sheriff.

I won't make you quack like
a duck or flap your arms.

- Quack, quack, quack, quack.
- Quack, quack, quack, quack.

[Snap]

Huh?

So susceptible.

Curious the aliens didn't abduct
the two of you.

Hmm. Now, sheriff,
keep your eyes on the watch.

Breathe deeply in and out.

[Inhales]

Ahh...

[Sniffs]

Yuck.

Like, you said it, bud. Eww.

Now, dear, tell me
about the light.

They come to me over the years.

I knew I'd been
repeatedly probed,

but I had no memory of it.

Then one night...

[Static]

[Rattling]

And then what happened, dear?

I was trapped
in its creepy alien light.

They took me to their ship and
replaced the chip in my schnoz

with something even bigger.

Did they say anything?

Aliens usually give away
their odious intentions

while their victim
is helpless on the table.

Well, they said--

they said my brain
will keep the plans safe.

What plans?

The plans that will
take them back home.

The aliens need my brain!
They're gonna steal my brain!

Must not be
very complicated plans.

[Glass shatters]

What was that?

Look. The space kook is missing.

No, it's not. Like,
I think it's right over there.

Look out.

- Oh!
- Oh!

Get her before she gets away.

After her. Oh!

Whoa!

Uh!

[Tires screech]

Aliens drive Winnebagos?

Like I said, dear, they've
been here a long, long time.

They want my brain.

You have to protect my brain.

You'll be safe here tonight,
sheriff.

You can room with me.
You a side or back sleeper?

Because I got this great
body pillow you can borrow.

I don't need
some silly body pillow!

But I am gonna miss
my footie PJs.

While you guys are having
your little sleepover,

Scooby, shaggy, and I have
some investigating to do.

Will you take nova
for the night?

You're investigating
without us?

There better not be
a trap involved.

Like, no trap, just a hunch.

Mom, dad, I'm home.
It's only me, no one else.

Honey, come see my new toy.

It's a car in the dining room.

I had to get rid of that flat,
wooden thing, of course.

What's it called,
love of my life?

A table, darling.

Oh, yeah, a table.

Ah, the Pangaea looks
much better here.

It's named after
an energy-efficient continent.

I feel greener
and more European already.

[Intercom rings]

Hello? Barty Blake here.

Ah, Mr. Blake,
I was just checking

on the delivery
of your automobile.

Did it, perhaps, arrive safely?

Oh, it sure did.

It's right here
in my dining room.

And what more perfect place
could there be?

Enjoy the car, sir.

Such wonderful
customer service.

That dog is so happy,
it makes my teeth hurt,

although that could be caused
by the chip in my nasal cavity.

There's nothing
more awesome than love,

well, except for traps.

I remember what it was like
to feel love for somebody.

It was like some amazonian
river fish

had laid eggs in my chest

and they all started
to hatch at once.

- That's disgusting.
- That's love.

Well, even with my brain,
it's hard enough to keep up

with Mayor Nettles,
and if the aliens take it,

then, why, I won't even be able
to fake knowing things

like her first name
and how she likes her bacon cut

into little heart-shaped
chunklets.

Huh?

You have to help me
keep my brain.

You can count
on Mystery Incorporated

to save your brain, sheriff.

Now let's get some sleep.

- Mm...
- Mm...

Ah...

[Snoring]

I chased that idiot sheriff
off me property the other day.

He was rooting
through the garbage cans,

said he was looking for clues,

but when I aimed
Nelly here at him,

he skittered away
like a crayfish

right back to the mainland,

his arms full of rotten,
day-old clams

that had been sitting
in the sun too long.

Thanks, skipper.
That's helpful.

Shaggy! Help!

[Wind blowing]

[Clock ticking]

[Sighing]

[Creak]

Mm...mm...

[Snoring]

[Snoring]

Like, where should we look?

[Sniffs]

Ugh! Bad smell. Bad smell.

Like, smelly pens?

Like, for the first time ever,
I'm not hungry.

Me, neither.

We've solved half the mystery.
As for the other half--

jinkies, that's it.

Weren't there 3 mysterious
figures at the mall?

Boys, we've cracked
this mystery wide open.

Like, we have?

We will have after I make
some phone calls

to the power company
and the army.

Let's get the gang.

[Engine revving]

Hey, what's going on?
Who's revving my baby?

[Tires screech]

My car! My beautiful Pangaea!

- [Gasps]
- [Gasps]

[Tires screech]

- Whoa! Whoa!
- Oh!

Get in.

[Tires screech]

My brain.
They almost got my brain.

Hold on, everyone.
It's trapping time.

- Ooh! Whoa!
- Ooh!

Don't get too close.

They still might have some
alien brain-stealing items

ready to deploy.

That might be true
if they were really aliens,

but they are, in fact,

traveler O'Flaherty,

Sheila O'Flaherty,

and Conor O'Flaherty.

Usually, we all
recognize the villain

and shout out his name
in unison.

Yeah, Velm. Mind cluing us in?

I know all the criminals
in crystal cove,

and these jerks
aren't ringing a bell.

Like, you had a wanted poster
for them on your wall.

Oh, please. Nobody ever
pays attention to those.

What is this, the old west?

Were that it were, boyo.

Then perhaps we could've earned
an honest living.

When I was a wee lad,

we couldn't even afford
peat for our fire.

So I had to lift it.

It turned out,
I was a right good thief,

but then I discovered
there were things I could steal

other than coal,
and, wouldn't you know it,

my kids had an aptitude for
the family business, as well.

We started getting a reputation
for our business,

and there were our faces
splashed all over the universe.

Aye. 'Twas then we got
the idea for the costumes

because who'd ever say they saw
an outer space creature

stealing a flat-screen
television set?

I found out about the Blakes
purchasing the Pangaea.

Seemed like it was
right up our alley,

and we'd have gotten away
with it, too,

if it weren't for you
frittering snappers.

Meddling kids!

But I know what I saw--
the aliens,

the cornfield, my nose chip.

Actually, sheriff,
during your hypnotic regression,

shaggy and Scooby smelled
something on your breath.

- Bad clams.
- Bad clams.

The clams induced
a hallucination

that made everything seem real.

What about the lights
on the road?

A weather balloon
that got loose from the army.

And the Mystery Machine
fritzing out?

Too many people turning on
their air conditioners

at the same time created
an electromagnetic pulse

that shut the Mystery Machine's
engine down.

The crop circle?

A farmer writing, "I love you"

to his wife
for their anniversary.

Aw, we must've been standing
in the "O" of "love."

Or the "O" of "you."

It was the "O" of "love," Fred.

So I wasn't repeatedly abducted

and experimented on by aliens?

Doesn't seem so, sheriff.

Then I'm no longer a victim,
and you, O'Flaherty family,

are under arrest for thievery

and impersonation
of invaders from outer space,

and you're going away
for a long, long time.

We still have
one big mystery to solve--

the planispheric disc.

I took the liberty
of punching in the coordinates

into the Mystery Machine's GPS.

Gang, we're heading
for Gatorsburg.

This is the place.

I found something.

"Senor Primero Llave."

"Primero" means first
in Spanish, and "llave" is key.

Then maybe there some kind
of key in the coffin.

Scoob, you feel
like digging, pal?

Why do I always
have to dig up the graves?

I just washed my paws.

It's empty.

Not quite.

Like, what does an old gun
have to do with a key?

No idea, shag, but we're
not gonna figure it out here.

I say we head back to--

Our office!

What happened?

No idea. It's a mystery.

Good thing nobody was inside.

Somebody could've gotten
really hurt.

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