Original subtitles

screech screech

[theme song]

[laughter]

[vehicle approaching]

[screaming]

♪ Scooby Scooba-De-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby Scooba-De-Doo ♪♪

(Shaggy) Yeow!

[theme music]

[alarm blaring]

(male over PA) 'Security alert. Security alert.'

'The Chameleon has escaped.'

But this is still locked. How'd he get out?

I don't know. But the Chameleon is a master of disguises.

- He could be anywhere. - Let's search the grounds.

Hurry!

[chuckles] That paint I stole from the prison supply room

has made me a walking masterpiece.

And now this masterpiece is walking out the door.

Goodbye, prison, with your crummy food.

And goodbye to the disgusting Worcestershire sauce

that they put on it. Yuck!

I hate Worcestershire sauce.

Hmm, what's this?

"World Games to award valuable gold medals."

Very interesting.

[instrumental music]

(male announcer) 'Welcome everyone to the 25th annual World Games.'

Oh, boy, these World Games are great

aren't they, Uncle Scooby?

Yeah. Hup, two, three, four. Hup, two, three, four.

Whipity wapitty rapitty woo.

Jumping rope is good for you.

So, Daphne, when's your interview

with the chairman of the games?

He should be here any minute now.

Oh, dear. Oh, my. Oh, dear.

(Daphne) 'Here comes the chairman, now.'

- Oh, Scoob, look out. - Whoa!

splash

Chairman Blewitt, a-are you alright?

Oh, Daphne, this is terrible.

Like, we know. We're sorry.

No, no, I-I mean this.

It's a telegram. Let me read it to you.

Oh, now where did I put my glasses?

Ah, here they are.

"Warning, The Chameleon has been traced to the World Games.

"Increase security on your valuable gold medals.

There is great danger."

Ranger?

[whimpering]

Wow, and it's signed the bureau of federal detection.

Neato.

Now, if you'll come with me

I better check on the medals just to be safe.

Oh, e-excuse me.

[laughs] Like, that's just a statue, Scoob.

Oh! Lifelike, isn't it?

[chuckling]

This is great. That old guy will lead me right to the gold.

But I gotta get closer to him.

I've got it.

I'll disguise myself as that big dumb dog.

(Scrappy) Don't worry, Chairman Blewitt.

My Uncle Scooby will take care of that Chameleon.

Right, Uncle Scooby?

Right, Scrappy.

Huh?

[babbling]

A mirror. Hee-hee-hee.

Huh? Help!

(Scrappy) Wow, maximum security area.

That's right. This glass is unbreakable.

And only I know the combination to unlock it.

[clicking]

(Scrappy) 'Gee, look at all that gold.'

We'll award the medals in one big ceremony

at the end of the games.

So we better keep that Chameleon guy away from it.

Chairman Blewitt, are there any clues

to the Chameleon's identity?

None. Uh, except that he wears dark glasses.

And he hates Worcestershire sauce.

Worcestershire sauce?

That reminds me.

Let's eat. Ha-ha.

What'll it be, Scoob?

Scooby Doo, where are you?

I'm right here, why, I mean..

[imitating Scooby] I'm right here.

Look at the neat medals, Uncle Scooby.

Y-yeah, kid, that's just what I came to see.

Hmm, something's funny about Uncle Scooby.

Here, Scoob, have a hotdog.

Hey, what's all that stuff on it?

Mustard, relish, and your favorite Worcestershire sauce.

(Chameleon) Worcestershire sauce? Yuck!

I hate Worcestershire sauce.

(both) He hates Worcestershire sauce?

I knew it. You're not my Uncle Scooby.

Zoinks! That means you're..

...the Chameleon.

Stop him.

Uh-oh. The jig is up.

See ya, sweethearts.

(Scooby) 'Help! Shaggy, Daphne, Scrappy.'

(Scrappy) He's getting away.

Time for another disguise.

There he is. Jump him.

(Scooby) 'Yikes!'

[groaning]

Like, what hit me?

(Daphne) We got the Chameleon.

Take off that silly-looking mask

you nasty old thief.

Yeah, take it off and tell us where our pal Scoob is.

Shaggy, Scrappy, it's me.

Hold it, you two. It is Scooby.

Yeah. I am.

It's Scooby Doo.

Like, sorry, Scoob.

We made a mistake.

But that Chameleon gave us the slip.

Oh, no, if he steals the gold medals, the games are ruined.

Not if we can help it.

Right, we'll act as undercover agents

in the World Games sports arena.

- Undercover agents? - No way.

Like, we're not feeling very sporty.

Yeah. Sports injury.

Ah, come on, boys.

You'll get to meet all the famous athletes.

- We will? - We will?

Like, the Chameleon isn't the only one

who can do quick changes.

Yeah! Tennis, anyone? Hee-hee-hee.

[band music]

(male announcer) 'The final events are about to begin.'

See anything suspicious, Uncle Scooby?

Yeah, over there.

(Shaggy) 'Yeah, he is kinda suspicious.'

'Those dark glasses are just like the Chameleon's.'

Uh-oh.

[whimpering]

Let's spread out and keep an eye on him.

[grunts]

Zoinks.

Yikes!

Shaggy, Scrappy!

Ta dadada ta daaa! Puppy power!

Oops.

Help, Shaggy.

It's okay, Scoob. I have it under control.

Then again, maybe I don't.

[whimpering]

(Scooby) 'Yikes'

Hey, look, Uncle Scooby, that suspicious guy is leaving.

(Shaggy) 'Like, he's headin' for the snack bar.'

(Scooby) That's a good idea.

Any sign of the Chameleon, Chairman Blewitt?

No, Daphne, but as long as no one gets this combination

to the trophy case, the medals should be safe.

[chuckles] This is gonna be easier than I thought.

Yum, Daphne, I think you got the best undercover job of all.

You're next to the food. Ha-ha-ha.

Yeah, food!

Yummy.

chomp

[chuckles]

But I haven't found anyone yet who hates Worcestershire sauce.

That guy looks pretty suspicious to us, Daphne.

(Daphne) 'Try to give him some of the sauce and see what happens.'

- Great idea, Daphne. - It is?

[both whimpering]

Gosh, t-t-t-that hamburger s-sure looks tasty. Ha-ha-ha.

Aha! Tasty.

B-but you know what would make it even better?

No, what?

Some of this.

What is it?

[laughs] It's Worceste-ste-ste sauce.

What?

You know, this Worcester-ra-ra sauce.

Here, I'll do it.

They wanna know if you want some Westercherstersister sauce.

Did I just say that?

You people are strange.

Here, give me that.

It's empty. Hey, waiter.

Yes, sir.

Give me some more of this here Worcestershire sauce.

Worcestershire sauce? Yuck.

I hate Worcestershire sauce.

- He does? - He does?

It's him. It's the Chameleon.

Quick, catch him!

Just you try.

[laughing]

Ha-ha. I'm so clever.

(Shaggy) Like, hurry. He's getting away!

If you can't catch me, it's your own fault.

I'm right behind ya, Chameleon.

And we're right behind you, sir.

Ta-ta.

Oh, no. There's too much weight on the pole.

boing boing boing

Who are you anyway?

I'm Special Agent Ron Spieby

with the bureau of federal detection.

I almost caught the Chameleon

but you clowns got in my way.

Oops, sorry.

[chuckling]

[band music]

Ladies and gentlemen, it's been a great day

in the history of sports.

And I am proud to present the World Games

gold medals to the winners.

Special Agent Spieby will now hand me the gold medals.

Wait a minute. You're not the chairman.

- What? - You can't fool me.

- You're.. - The Chameleon.

Very clever.

And now, I'll take these.

Stop him!

Scoob, like, you run that way and head him off.

Okay.

Uh-oh.

Geronimo!

You should've entered the frog jump.

[laughing]

Yikes!

toing

(both) Whoa!

crash

Yuck. Worcestershire sauce.

I hate Worcestershire sauce.

We've got you now, you creepy Chameleon.

But how did you know that he was the Chameleon?

When he read his speech, he didn't wear glasses.

The real chairman has to wear glasses to read.

Thank goodness, you've captured him.

He locked me in my office. But you saved the day.

Oh, well. Hee-hee-hee.

Like, I guess we knocked the sauce

out of that thief, eh, Scoob?

Yeah, rocked the rauce out of him.

[chuckling]

And now it gives me great pleasure to present you

with the special honorary medal from the World Games.

The Westersuster sees award.

Uh, I mean, the Oosterhooster sass award.

Uh, no, no, that's not right.

'It's the Worctershuster shassus award.'

'Wasterheister sauce..'

You mean, Worcestershire sauce. Hmm.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[chuckling]

[theme music]

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