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Previosuly on Mystery Incorporated...

Where did this come from?

Cuarto llave!

The fourth key. To what and why, I don't know.

Must have something to do with the treasure

buried under Crystal Cove.

- What's with the crazy music score? - [gasps]

Those dots weren't there before!

That means

the planispheric disc has changed.

For the first time in our history of mystery solvers,

we have to consider that something truly supernatural

is happening here.

Sorry to bother you so early, kids.

But he neighbors have been calling in constantly

with reports of unearthly moaning, inhuman howling, blood curling screams...

In other words, same old same old.

You can count on us, Mayor Nettles.

We'll see if there's anything mysterious going on here.

Thanks, kids.

Come on, come on, let's go!

Let's get this over with.

After we're finished here,

we need to relocate the planispheric disc.

- We'll do it. - Good idea, Scoob.

Yeah, you and I will re-hide the disc while you guys check out the scary howls.

You're out of luck, Shaggy. Remember?

Fred hid the disc last time.

He's the only one who knows where it is.

Oy, can we hurry? Please?

Okay, let's get started.

But, first, well, gang...

- it looks like we got another... - Mystery on our hands!

Oh, Fred...

we're such soul mates... We're finishing each other's sentences...

- Come on, let's... - Split up and look for clues?

Like, I guess that means we're all soul mates, haha.

Ugh.

Look at those creepy eyes!

And that disgusting yellow hair!

And the horrible tentacle around its neck!

Makes me wanna hork.

Oh.

It's me! Phew, that was close.

Aah!

Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed.com

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

That's right, Mayor Nettles.

The place wasn't haunted.

Daphne found the neighbor's cat locked up in there.

Poor thing had irritable bowel syndrome.

Huh? Ugh.

Yes. That's why it was making all those terrible noises.

No, you're more than welcome.

It's 20 minutes past rendezvous time and still no Fred.

I'm virtually assured of my first tardy ever.

What if he's hurt? Let's go back in and find him.

[Chuckles] Like, I'm sure Freddie's fine, Daph.

We were all over that house.

And the only scary things we found

were an unhappy cat

and Scooby-Doo doing an impression of my mom

using an old hat from the attic.

[As Shaggy's mom] Oh, Norville.

Eat all that broccoli or no television.

[Laughs]

[Normal voice] It's all in the hat.

Hello, friends.

Oh, Freddie. Thank goodness.

This place was a total bust.

Nothing scary here.

So let's get to school before we're late.

Punctuality is an important facet of learning.

Right, Daphne?

Um, right, Fred.

If you step on it, Fred, we can still make it to school on time.

[Engine grinds]

Careful or you'll flood the engine.

- Huh? - Tricky carburetor, remember?

Righty-o. [Engine starts]

Ok, let's roll-io.

[Slurps]

Hey, what do you two think you're doing?

Having a little snack.

No eating in the van.

Eating leads to crumbs.

Crumbs lead to germs.

Germs lead to sick days from work,

secretly crippling the nation's economy.

[Groans]

Huh?

[Grunts]

What happened?

Gang?

Gang!

[Echoing] Daphne!

[Telephone beeps]

"No signal anywhere."

Anybody! Hello!

Hello!

[Gasps]

Huh?

No. No!

This is all wrong.

Crystal Cove has much greener lawns

and fewer skeletons.

Velma! Shaggy!

Scooby-Doo, where are you?

- What are you doing? - Making a stop.

[Bells jingle]

Ugh, Fred is acting funny.

And not like ha-ha funny,

not funny at all.

Yeah, freaky funny.

I'm sure it's just a phase.

[Laughs]

Norbert, catch.

- You drive. - Me drive?

Norbert?

Freddie, is there anything bothering you?

Bothering me? [Chuckles]

Not at all, dear girlfriend.

I'm just listening to the baseball game.

I love sports.

[Engine starts]

[Whimpers]

Does the dog need walking?

I walk myself, Fred.

Perhaps you would enjoy a canine crumpet.

Hmm.

That is not a Scooby snack, Fred.

Humph!

What difference does it make?

I'm sure they all taste the same.

[Grumbling]

You eat them, then.

What was that, Scoobert?

Uh, nothing. Nothing.

There! Ahh!

There she is!

I don't understand any of this.

What happened to Crystal Cove?

What happened to the people?

What happened to your groovy paintjob?

Mr. Traples.

What happened here?

Please, tell me what's going on.

Velma. Shaggy. Scooby.

They're...

They're...Oh, no.

No. It's impossible.

How could it get any worse?

Daphne's scarf.

No. It can't be.

It can't be true.

Daphne!

No!

Daphne.

Fred?

Cut it out, Mr. Traples.

It's not funny you imitating Daphne like that.

Freddie, is that really you?

Daphne?

Fred, where have you been?

Aah!

Oh, Freddie, don't look at me.

I'm hideous.

Daphne, is that really you?

Of course it's me, silly.

And jeepies, you found my scarf.

I've been looking all over for this.

[Cranking]

I still don't understand.

I came out of that mirror and everything had changed.

Why is everyone a skeleton and why are you--

Do I really look so awful, Freddie?

Uh, no.

When you didn't come back,

something went crazy with the planispheric disk.

Velma said it created a vortex around Crystal Cove

and sped up time here.

We searched everywhere for it.

You hid it too well.

Decades whirred by in weeks.

Everyone aged quickly

and one by one, turned to dust

until only I was left.

I didn't mean for any of this to happen.

I...I'm just a really good hider.

You've got to change it back.

Right up till the end, Velma said the planispheric disk

could reverse the process.

Where did you hide it, Freddie?

We have to get that disk.

Then that's what we'll do.

Daphne, Mr. Traples, load up.

We've got a future to change.

The F-F-Fearatorium Food Emporium.

Shaggy and Scooby loved this place.

It was hidden here the whole time?

Yep. Come on.

Everybody out.

Like, this is more like it. Ha ha ha!

The F-F-Fearatorium Food Emporium

makes me, like, f-f-famished.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

What's wrong with you two?

You're like bottomless pits.

We're not here to indulge your munchies.

We're here for that planispheric disk.

Freddie, you're the one who hid it here.

I don't understand why you don't know where it is.

Oh, you don't understand?

Intellect isn't your strong suit, huh?

What about you? Got any smarts in there

behind those eye goggles?

Hmmph.

Freddie, we've looked everywhere.

It's not here.

Hey, wait a minute. You're right.

This wasn't the last place I hid the disk.

The trip through the mirror must have jangled my memory.

Now I remember.

Never mind, change of plans.

This isn't where I left it after all.

The Arcane-A-Rama Movieplex?

You hid the disk here?

Sure. I would think you of all people

would realize why this place would be so important to me, don't you, Daph?

Because we had our first date here, Freddie.

I can always count on you to remember stuff like that.

Come on.

It's got to be here somewhere.

- Keep searching. - What's the score?

The score, Norbert, is that we're gonna find that disk tonight.

I meant the score to the baseball game.

That you're listening to.

On that thingymabob.

Heh. I knew that.

It's not Norbert. It's Norville.

And nobody calls him that.

It's always Shaggy.

I suggest less nitpicking and more searching.

Wait. What? It's not here.

Get back in the van.

[Groans]

The kennel of the horrible hounds?

Shaggy used to board Scooby here

when he and his folks went on vacations.

I'm pretty sure I put the planispheric disk here.

[Groans]

Fred, this is all very bizarre.

You don't know the meaning of the word, child.

[Grunts] I just remembered where I actually hid the disk.

[Dogs barking]

Here we are. This time for sure.

The education board of Crystal Cove?

Why? That's so random.

I'm surprised at you, Daphne.

Education is very important to me.

Isn't it, Mr. Traples?

[Squeaking]

I don't know.

Look in all the desks, I guess.

I'll check out the superintendent's office.

Gang, something is definitely wrong here.

I mean, is it me or is Fred acting even stranger than usual?

All: It's not you.

Maybe if we can retrace our steps,

we'll see a pattern.

F-F-Fearatorium Food Emporium.

Arcane-A-Rama Movieplex.

Kennel of the horrible hounds.

Education board of Crystal Cove.

Fake Fred?

I knew it.

Then who is he?

And who sent the message?

My guess? The real Fred.

Wherever he is, he's probably in life-threatening peril.

And in the clutches of some hideous creature.

Where is it, Fred? Where is it?

Take it easy, Daph.

At least we now know it's not here.

You don't understand, Fred.

We have to find that disk now.

It's almost midnight. They'll be waking up soon.

What? Who?

[Rattling]

[Growling]

The skeletons. The skeletons walk after midnight.

Run!

[Both panting]

[Skeletons growling]

Come on.

[Grunts]

Hurry, Daph!

[Gasps]

[Growls]

Aah!

[Grunts]

Come on, baby, come on. [Engine sputters]

Start.

Freddie! Freddie, they're coming.

Ahh!

Fred Jones, you remember every trap you ever built.

Why can't you remember where you hid

the most important relic in the universe?

Trap. That's it.

Now I remember.

[Engine starts]

[Tires squeal]

It's at the old abandoned factory.

Ha ha! Now that's more like it.

Should I just keep driving around in circles,

Mr. Fred, sir?

[All groaning]

No, the old abandoned factory, hippie.

And floor it.

[Tires squeal]

This isn't the way to the factory.

I'm willing to bet it's the way to the factory.

The real factory.

Fred, we're headed straight for that wall.

It's solid brick.

Is it, or is it?

Aah!

Fake. As fake as everything else in the old abandoned Crystal Cove movie studio.

And as fake as you, Daphne.

How...How did you know?

Two big ones.

The real Daphne would never forget

that our first date was at the Trap Expo 3000.

But the biggest mistake was right at the start.

- What? - You said jeepies.

Daphne says jeepers.

Velma says jinkies.

Nobody says jeepies.

I mean, that's just plain silly.

Once I knew you were fake,

I figured Crystal Cove must be phony, too.

It could only be the old movie studio

made to look like a ruined town,

complete with animatronics skeletons.

Obviously this was all about the location of the planispheric disk.

Convincing me that I needed to save my friends

from a post-apocalyptic future

was the most obvious way to get me to tell you where I hid it.

It's exactly what I would have done.

Fan out. Search every inch of this place

until we find that disk.

Well, like, if you remember hiding it here,

like, dude, where is it?

Well, the exact location slipped my mind.

We can't let that fake Fred

get his hands on the planispheric disk.

What do we do?

Like, we do what the real Fred would do.

- We trap him. - Agreed.

But it's got to be before he gets his hands on--

The planispheric disk.

I found it! I found it!

Ok, never mind.

Now that you've got it,

what are you going to do with it?

Fake Fred.

Ahh, well done.

You finally figured out I'm an imposter.

So what? I'm taking the planispheric disk,

and who's going to stop me?

You? You?

No!

Me.

I mean you. Me. I mean me.

You me. Aw, heck.

You get the idea.

[Grunts]

[Both grunting]

Don't just stand there, Shaggy.

Get in there and help Fred.

Which one?

Uh, the good one.

Be careful, Fred. Don't hurt him.

Aah!

Daphne, you look terrible.

You should get more sleep.

[Both grunting]

Aah!

[All scream]

Hyah!

[Both grunting]

Aah!

- Whoa! - Whoa!

[Grunts]

[Both grunting]

Huh?

Ahh!

Ahh!

I'll never give up this disk.

You'll never beat me.

[Groans]

I don't need to beat you.

I just need you to stay put.

Whoa!

Ahh! Ahh!

Get me out of this. He's the fake.

They're, like, identical,

right down to the ascot.

Which one's the real Fred?

Allow me.

Freddie, how do you feel about me?

What do you mean? You're my love, Daphne.

- I'm crazy about you. - And you?

Uh, gosh. Gee, Daph,

you know, I-- well, I guess aside from traps

and solving mysteries, um...

er, my stomach's getting hurty.

Oh, Freddie. It's you!

Mwah!

- Ooh! - Ooh!

Well, if you're so smart, then who am I really?

You're one of the most heartless criminals Mystery Inc. has ever faced.

Aren't you, dad?

Ow!

It's not a mask, you imbecile.

I had plastic surgery to look like you.

You would have spotted a mask too quickly.

I don't know what you think you were doing.

You're supposed to be my father.

But how could you try to impersonate me

when you know absolutely nothing about me?

If he's Brad, that makes you Fred's sneaky criminal mom,

Judy.

Ouch! Watch it.

I had plastic surgery, too.

I know.

Brad Chiles and Judy Reeves?

Heh heh. But, like, why?

Yeah. Why?

For the treasure. What else?

It was the genius mind of Professor Pericles

that thought up the whole plan.

Wasn't it, Judy?

That's right, Brad.

While we went under the knife,

Professor Pericles had Mr. E arrange

for the Crystal Cove studio to be changed

into an exact replica of the town.

Except more end of the world-ish, obviously.

I hate to be the one to point this out,

but that's just crazy.

Is it, Velma?

Or is it so brilliant

you cannot begin to fathom its true genius?

All: Professor Pericles?

You failed, Professor.

You'll never get your filthy talons on this disk.

On the contrary, Frederick.

You are going to hand it over to me,

along with my associates, your dear parents,

or else I will destroy the one thing you care about most.

Zoinks!

[Grunts] Freddie!

Fine. You win.

Take it.

Excellent.

Auf Wiedersehen,

you beautiful kinder.

Aah!

Freddie, I'm so sorry.

Pericles got away with the disk

because I got grabbed by robots.

Don't worry, Daph.

The important thing is that you're back safe and sound.

And you look good again.

Only now Pericles has the planispheric disk.

I'm coming for you, master.

I'm coming to set you free.

Sync & corrections by honeybunny www.addic7ed.com