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[shrieking]

[laughing]

thud

[engine revving]

[screaming]

[instrumental music]

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scooba-de-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ Scooba-de-Doo ♪♪

[screaming]

[instrumental music]

(Daphne) Glad we got to the auto show early, guys.

Yeah, we wouldn't wanna be late for the unveiling

of Dr. Sprocket's new XYZ sports coupe.

Right, Uncle Scooby? Uncle Scooby?

Now where did Scooby and Shaggy go?

(Shaggy) 'Like, look at all these buttons and knobs, Scoob.'

Yeah, neato.

Zoom! Zoom!

(Shaggy) Let's see what's this one's for?

Ah-h!

[laughing]

Like, I've heard of cruise control before

'but never snooze control.'

Relaxing, isn't it?

[chuckling]

Hey, this is no time to take a nap, Scoob.

[Scooby snoring]

(Shaggy) Oh, boy, like, too late.

'How do I turn this sleep machine off?'

Yikes! Wake up, Scoob.

This car's about to blow its top.

Get me down!

Ya-a-aow!

[whimpering] Rhaggy, what do we do?

Like, how about screaming, Scoob?

Hang on.

- Help! - Help!

Phew! Safe at last.

Like, thanks, ma'am.

But how did you know how to get us down?

[chuckling] I'd better know.

I'm Ingrid Ignition. I own this car.

[gulps] Sorry. He-he-he-he.

Yeah, like, we were just giving it a test run.

[laughs]

Thanks anyway. But I'll do the testing.

Uh, sure thing. Come on, Scoob.

Before the unveiling of your XYZ sports coupe

how about an interview, Dr. Sprocket?

I'm too nervous for an interview, Daphne.

Nervous? How come?

You see, I've received anonymous threats.

Threats? What kind of threats?

- The car is all ready, sir. - Good. Good.

Everyone, I'd like you to meet my assistant, Krakow Pitt.

(together) Hello.

We just heard about the threats you've received.

Do you have any comment on that, Mr. Pitt?

No, not at the moment.

I better go keep an eye on the car.

It's now time for the unveiling of Dr. Sprocket's

new supercharged XYZ sports coupe.

[drum music]

- Oh, beautiful! - Oh, wow!

[applauding]

Yes, this is the car of the future.

(male #1) 'Who-o-o, yea-a-ah.'

[indistinct chattering]

[buzzing]

I am the specter of sports car.

I haunt the XYZ sports coupe. Behold!

[laughing]

Hey, look, it's moving.

[gasps] And no one's driving.

I command the XYZ sports coupe.

Like, yikes! Let's get outta here.

Wait for me.

[indistinct chattering]

(Scrappy) Don't worry, Daphne. I'll splat that bucky-buggy.

Uh, um, maybe I won't.

- This way, Scoob. - Let's get out of here.

- Fasten your seat belt. - Hey wait.

- I should be behind the wheel. - I'll drive.

But you don't have a license, Scooby.

- Yes, I do. - That's your dog license.

(both) Ya-a-aow!

[laughing maniacally]

whoosh

(Shaggy) It really has a high gear, Scoob.

[laughing] Like, nice going.

Hey, how do we land this thing?

[whimpering] I-I don't know.

(Scooby) 'Let's try this.'

(Shaggy) 'No, like, wait. That says ejection.'

plop plop

- I can't look! - Neither can I.

thud

Hey, look. Uncle Scooby and Shaggy are parachuting.

[chuckles] Gee, I'll bet that's fun.

Like, look out below.

thud

(Shaggy) 'I'm not cut out for undercover work, Scoob.'

(Scooby) 'Me neither.'

(Sprocket) 'Oh, I'm ruined.'

The judges will never give me a blue ribbon now.

Not when my car is haunted.

Don't worry, Dr. Sprocket.

We're going back inside and track down that specter.

Uh-uh, not me. I can't.

Why not, Scooby?

swoosh

What's this? It's a note from Scooby's mom.

It says, "Please excuse Scooby today

'so he can go to school."'

Aw, too bad.

And I was gonna give you a whole box of Scooby Snax.

A whole box? Well, why didn't you say so?

Yummy, let's get going.

- See anything? - I do. I do. Over there.

- This is where the XYZ car was. - Some blueprints.

(Shaggy) It looks like my math homework.

[chuckling] After the teacher gets done marking it.

Oh, uh-oh.

You found the top secret plans

for the XYZ sports coupe.

Yeah, they were just lying here on the floor, Mr. Pitt.

They've been missing from the safe since yesterday.

You mean somebody stole these plans?

That's exactly what I mean.

Thanks, kids. I better go put them in a safe place.

Like, whatever you say.

Meanwhile, we better split up and keep searching

for signs of that specter.

Like, this place gives me the creeps, Scoob.

That sports car could come back any second.

We hope not, Rhaggy. Yikes! What's that?

(Shaggy) 'Zoinks! I don't know, Scoob.'

'Looks like some kind of ultra-modern garbage truck.'

Ultra-modern garbage truck?

- Ramazing! - 'Like, I'll say.

You must have to go to flight school to drive this jalopy.

Come on, let's check it out.

I don't know, Rhaggy. Remember last time?

Rho-o-om.

[laughing] No big deal, Scoob. Watch this.

Like, it automatically cleans up the place

without any help.

Uh, Rhaggy, look out.

- Ah! - Oh, no.

Zoinks! We're goners, Scoob.

Hello, you two. Ha-ha. At it again, I see.

Well thanks, Ms. Ignition.

If you hadn't helped out

we'd have been pancakes by now.

That's alright. Now if you'll pardon me.

I wanna get my car out of here before that specter gets back.

Look, Rhaggy. I think I found something.

(Shaggy) 'Uh? Oh, it's some kind of glove.'

'With the initials, I.I.'

Stylish, isn't it?

[buzzing]

Ya-a-aow!

That's just like the glove the specter wore.

The one that shot sparks.

I'll say.

[whimpering]

Golly, this must be where they get

all the cars ready for the show.

(Daphne) What's this?

Listen, it says here Dr. Sprocket

and Ingrid Ignition are rivals.

Competing for the blue ribbon at the auto show.

Yeah? But what's that got to do with the specter?

I think we're about to find out.

[laughing maniacally]

(Scrappy) 'It's the specter guy. Let me at him.'

[laughing maniacally]

Come on. Oh, no.

The car is under my spell.

[buzzing]

[engine revving]

- Watch out! - Jump, Daphne.

[laughing maniacally]

Huh!

Oh! Oh!

[crashing]

Ah! Ha-ha-ha!

You haven't seen the last of me.

- Daphne, Rrappy. - Like, what was that crash?

Look, Uncle Scooby. The XYZ sports coupe got smashed.

(Shaggy) 'X is right. What a pile of junk.'

(Daphne) So that's how the specter haunted the car.

Like, it was all done by remote control.

Exactly, the specter must've needed those secret plans

to install the remote control.

What did you do to the sports coupe?

We didn't do it, Mr. Pitt. It was the specter.

Dr. Sprocket will be devastated.

I'd better go give him the bad news.

Daphne, look what Scooby found.

Hmm, "I.I."

Huh, whoever's behind this must be a mechanical genius.

(Specter) 'Yes, someone like me.'

I'm not going to let you ruin my plans.

- Hey, you. - Yikes!

Scooby, do something.

We can't let that ugly lug nut

get away with Daphne and Shaggy.

- Can we, Uncle Scooby? - We can't?

Oh, of course not.

Let's roll.

Help!

Scooby, do something.

[engine revving]

What're you doing, Uncle Scooby?

Watch.

That's the way, Uncle Scooby.

'Let's clean up this mystery.'

[engine revving]

[instrumental music]

Holy cow, Uncle Scooby.

We're cleaning up the whole town.

[chuckling] Ramazing, isn't it?

(Scrappy) We've got that ghosty now.

(Scooby) Alright, mister. My turn.

[indistinct]

We did it. We did it. We did it.

We sure did.

- Yikes! - Hit the brakes.

[screeching]

Phew! That was close.

Daphne, Shaggy! Are you okay?

Sure, only next time, I'd rather walk.

Now to find out who the specter really is?

(Shaggy) 'Like, it's Crocker Pitt!'

Take your mitts off me.

Huh? I don't get it.

Why would you wanna make Dr. Sprocket's car look haunted?

So he'd lose the blue ribbon and be forced out of the business.

Of course, then you take his secret plans

to build your own supercar.

I could've made a fortune if you nosey kids

hadn't butted in.

It was my assistant all along.

It's so hard to believe.

Like, I'll say, Crocker even tried to make us think

the specter was Ingrid.

Yes, by leaving behind this monogrammed glove.

Well, it's all over now. Except for the judge's decision.

- Uh, and may the best car win. - Good luck.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, the judge's decision.

This year's blue ribbon goes to

the ultra-modern garbage truck.

[indistinct chattering]

(all together) Huh?

And a special award to the driver.

[laughing]

(male #1) 'For cleaning up a trashy situation.'

Yeah, he-he-he.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[theme music]