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[theme music]

gulp

- Uncle Scooby? - Yikes!

Hi, I'm Scrappy Doo!

Scrappy Roo?

[laughing]

[music continues]

Shh!

Yeow!

Let me at him! Let me at him!

Let me at him! Let me at him!

♪ Scooby and Scrappy Dappy Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

Scrappy Dappy Doo.

♪ Scooby and Scrappy Dappy Doo ♪♪

Ta-da da-da da-da! Puppy power!

Scrappy Roo?

Uncle Scooby?

Scrappy Dappy Doo!

[laughing]

Scooby Dooby Doo!

[theme music]

(Shaggy) Hey, Scrappy, are you sure it's way out here?

We've been bouncing along for hours.

Yeah, rouncing. Hee-hee-hee.

(Scrappy) 'Over there, Uncle Scooby.'

'"Robot Ranch."'

Like, it looks like one of those drive-through restaurants.

Uh, we'll have three double cheeseburgers, please.

Get it, Scoob? Ha-ha-ha.

Yeah. Hee-hee-hee.

Yeah, I get it. I ge.. Uh..

Oh! Hee-hee-hee.

(robot #1) 'Welcome to Robot Ranch.'

'Where you can relive the wild west'

'in absolute safety.'

'Our lifelike robots are programmed'

'only for your enjoyment.'

Wow-o-wow! A robot amusement park.

(robot #2) 'This way for your Western duds.'

- Huh? Oh! - Oh.

- Whoa! - Whoa!

- Yikes! - Yikes!

(Shaggy) 'What's going on?'

Like, these are Western duds alright.

Yeah, ruds.

But I think somebody made a mistake.

(robot #3) 'Sorry about that. We're only inhuman.'

(Shaggy) Like, here we go again.

(Shaggy) Whoa!

(Rawhide) 'Hey, who do you think you're a-shovin', tenderfeet?'

'Grr!'

Oh!

No one messes with me, Rawhide Red.

And no one messes with my uncle Scooby.

- Put 'em up. - 'Rappy, no!'

'Come on, buster.'

What's the matter? Chicken?

Who-a-ah!

- Look at that. - Yeah.

Like, he's just a robot, Scrappy.

And he's not allowed to hurt us.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Mr. Rough Ruy.

[chuckling]

Hey, fellas, look. Horses.

[horses neighing]

Come on, guys. Let's go for a ride.

Just what I need to complete my Robot Ranch.

Two prairie dogs and a greenhorn.

[zapping]

[chuckles] I'll turn them into robots.

And you, Rawhide Red, will help me.

Yes, robot master. Them intruders will not escape.

Boy, this is fun. Isn't it, Uncle Scooby?

Yeah. Hee-hee-hee. Run.

Now, giddyap, crazy horse.

[neighs]

Yeow! Yikes!

Atta boy, Uncle Scooby. Ride him.

Raggy, re-e-lp!

(Shaggy) 'Don't loose your head.'

Yikes!

Ra-a-ggy!

Phew!

[chuckling]

Boy, my Uncle Scooby can really ride.

'But his horse sure looks tired.'

[snorts]

- I better cool him off. - Look out, Scoob!

(Shaggy) 'Oh, boy! You're on the hot seat, Scooby.'

Raggy, relp!

crash

Yeow!

R-a-aggy..

bang

ding

Raggy!

dong

[grunts]

Thanks.

Okay, you, you're a-comin' with me or else..

Yike!

Grr!

Raggy, relp!

[stammering] Raggy, there's a...robot and he's a..

What is it, Scooby?

Rawhide Red.

Oh, I forget that bag of bolts. Ha ha ha.

He can't even touch us.

Grr.

See what I mean. Ha-ha-ha.

Hold it, Rawhide Red. I aim to see how fast you are.

Grr.

I'm challenging you to a draw.

Okay? Draw.

Make your play, Rawhide.

(Scooby) 'Rappy, no!'

Ah, you lose.

- No, you lose. - No, you do.

Why, you motorized menace. Put 'em up.

(Shaggy) 'Like, come on, Scrappy.'

Don't just stand there. Go get 'em.

Grr.

(Shaggy) 'Like, you're just in time for our robot special, sir.'

- Huh? - Shave and a haircut two bits.

- Hey, wait. - Okay, lather him up.

Okay, rather. Hee-hee-hee.

And don't forget the hot towel.

Right. Rot rowel.

Yeow!

How about like takin' a little off of the top, sir.

Yeah. Yikes!

[whimpering]

- Like, I think he blew a fuse. - Fuse.

Hey, I'm not a-gonna pay for that.

Like, don't worry, sir.

He wasn't charging you.

You were giving him a charge.

[chuckling]

Give me some talcum powder.

Coming right up. Hey.

Ta dadada ta daaa!

Puppy powder.

[coughing]

Achoo!

Come on, let's leave this clip joint.

Quick. In here.

Phew. I think we lost him.

Surprise.

- Yikes! - Yikes!

Alright, you mechanical meanie.

Ha-ha. Prairie dog under glass.

- Hey! - Look, Raggy.

Zoinks! That renegade robot has mugged Scrappy.

(both) Who-o-a!

crash

(male #1) 'Have you caught 'em?'

Like, it's the Scooby Royal Blue.

[chuckling]

Enough of this playing around.

You three will become my newest robots.

- Get 'em, Rawhide Red. - Grr.

Like, run for it, guys.

This way, Uncle Scooby.

Raggy, relp!

Grr.

Slow down and put 'em up.

Grr.

No. Get back. Stop.

- Unh! - Grr.

- 'My control.' - Got it.

(Shaggy) 'Nice going, Scrappy.'

Wow-o-wow!

I guess I'm in control around here now.

Well, what do you think, guys? Am I on the right track?

Get it, Uncle Scooby?

[chuckling]

Yeah. Hee-hee-hee.

Yeah. Looks like you got him well trained.

[laughing] Right, Scoob?

Yeah. Rained.

[chuckling]

Scooby-Dooby-Doo-o-o!

[theme music]

[music continues]

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