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screech screech

[laughing]

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[engine revving]

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[theme music]

♪ Scooby Scooba-De-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby Scooba-De-Doo ♪♪

Yikes!

swish

[instrumental music]

[horn blaring]

Aarrgh!

[chuckling]

Like, Mr. Mummy

if you give back Scooby-Doo

I'll try to get you a tomb with a view.

Aarrgh!

Ya-a-aow!

slam

[babbling]

Ticket. Ticket, please.

- Huh? - What no ticket?

Oh, like you want the train to Egypt?

Well, let us see.

Oh, better hurry or you will be late.

Like, don't forget your bags.

'You will just make it. Good luck.'

Bon voyage!

Don't forget to write.

Phew!

Oh, boy. Like that was a close one.

- Shaggy. - Where were you guys?

We got lost in the dark.

And we stumbled into a room down the hall.

- Look what we found. - A whole stack of newspapers.

(Daphne) And somebody's torn the same article out of all of them.

Like, while you were reading the paper

'I was being chased by the mummy.'

The mummy? Which way did he go?

Right through that door.

He can't hide from Detective Scrappy.

- Alright. Where is he? - Where is who?

(Scrappy) 'The mummy, don't play innocent with me.'

Mummy, eh? By Gad, sir, there's no one in here but myself.

We're looking for a dog named Scooby-Doo.

We think he came in here looking for his suitcase.

Oh, yes, by Gad he was here.

And he got into quite a fix.

[laughs]

When I entered the dining car.

I was greeted by a rather odd maitre d.

Good evening, sir. Table for two?

- Uh, one. - 'Right this way.'

Please be seated.

May I take your hat?

May I take your coat?

- May I take your suitcase? - No, no, no.

- Not my suitcase, sir. - Rats.

(male #1) Next I was joined by a most ravishing creature.

Hidy-ho, big boy.

Mind if I join you?

Why. Ha-ha-ha. I'd be honored.

I just love a man who has good looks

good taste and a red suitcase.

I say, let go.

Yeah, let go, let go!

Unhand my bag.

Excuse me, sir.

[screaming]

Yikes! The mummy.

Ya-a-aow!

boing

Aarrgh!

By Gad! Let go of the emergency brake.

Aarrgh!

(male #1) Once the beast was gone, your friend opened the bag.

(Scooby) Huh? No Scooby Snax?

(male #1) And it wasn't my suitcase either.

That stethoscope in the bag could've belonged

to only one passenger.

The diabolical doctor, Natasha.

- Did Scooby go look for her? - 'I believe so.'

This looks like another job for Detective Scrappy.

Don't plan on leaving town, fella.

Come on. We gotta find Uncle Scooby.

Like, I hope the mummy didn't find him first.

Good luck, my friends.

[laughing]

Excuse us, Dr. Natasha.

But we wondered if you've seen a dog named Scooby-Doo?

Yeah, I saw your Scooby-Doo just a short while ago.

There was knock at my door

and he told me there was a bad epidemic of Scooby Snaxitis.

He said that anyone who had come into contact

with any Scooby Snax

had better turn them over at once.

[laughs] I didn't know what he was talking about.

See any spots before your eyes?

- Huh! Yes. - 'Tsk tsk.'

Trerrible...uh, give me all your Scooby Snax.

But I haven't seen any.

Okay. One more test.

'Cover your eyes and count to ten.'

I spy that I feared five six.

Oh, boy! Scooby Snax.

(Natasha) Finally he found the suitcase.

(Scooby) 'Oh, no!'

(Natasha) But it wasn't his or mine.

This is gettin' ridiculous.

Thank you.

Oh, no!

Aarrgh!

Yikes!

The suitcase contained pictures of Egypt?

(Natasha) 'Correct.'

Hey, that little guy at the station

said something about Egypt.

And he knew about the mummy.

We gotta find him.

Hey, guys, like wait up.

Yikes.

Pstt! I must talk to you quickly.

Oh, it's you again.

I had to tell you.

You already know all you need

to find your friend.

(Shaggy) We do? Daphne, Scrappy. Come quick.

It's that little guy from Egypt.

(Daphne) Where is he?

Zoinks! He's gone.

- He jipped me again. - Did he say anything?

He said we already knew everything to find Scoob.

But like, what do we know?

Well...we know Scooby is looking for a lost bag.

That's it. We haven't checked the baggage car yet.

Let's go!

Drats! This door is locked.

Maybe there's another entrance.

Yeah, but finding it could take all night.

Whoops!

[chuckles] Short night, wasn't it?

Oh, no. We're locked in.

I don't see Uncle Scooby anywhere.

[Scooby whimpering]

(Shaggy) Me neither, but like, we got company.

[whimpering] Let's get outta here.

Open the door! Help! Like somebody call the conductor.

creak

Rappy. Daphne. Raggy.

bam bam bam

Oh, no!

[coughs]

Zoinks!

It's the ghost of Uncle Scooby.

Please, Mr. ghost.

Like we tried to rescue Scooby-Doo.

- Honest. - But, Shaggy..

Look, it's me, Scooby.

Scooby-Doo!

Uncle Scooby.

Are you okay, Uncle Scooby?

[chuckles] Of course, Rappy.

(Daphne) A red suitcase.

Look, Scooby, it's your Scooby Snax.

(Scooby) 'My Scooby Snax?'

Mmm.

chomp chomp

Delicious.

But, Uncle Scooby, what happened to you?

Well, as you know..

I was looking for Scooby Snax when suddenly..

Aarrgh!

[laughing]

(Scooby) I was trapped.

But I put up a good fight.

[whimpering]

Help!

They dragged me away kicking and screaming.

They had their hands full with me.

Like they were all in cahoots.

Right.

Why those no good, I'd like to..

Hey, look!

Here's that newspaper Scooby bought

at the train station.

Now we can see what article was torn out

of those other papers we found.

(Daphne) "Top secret fuel formula stolen."

(Shaggy) 'And like there's the picture of the woman who stole it.'

(Mummy) 'Aarrgh!'

(Scooby) 'Yikes!'

(in unison) It's the mummy.

[laughs]

(all) Surprise!

(Scooby) 'Huh?'

(Scrappy) 'Hey, what's going on?'

Why, can't you guess?

We are the Super Sleuth Society.

You mean the mystery club?

Yes. And you've just passed our initiation test.

Rinitiation test?

Like everything was a big hoax?

Yeah, we needed to see if you were good enough

to join our society.

You see we are the mysterious admirers

who sent you the train tickets.

And all those stories about Uncle Scooby were phony, right?

Well, yes.

But they contained clues

to help you find your friend.

And you passed with flying colors.

Welcome to the club.

Thank you.

Well, this is all a great honor, but there is just one problem.

- Huh? - What?

(Daphne) 'There's a real criminal among us.'

'A smuggler of top secret formulas.'

- What? - Who?

- Us? - Oh, no.

The same person who tried to keep us all

from seeing this article.

(Daphne) 'And someone clever enough'

'to translate the fuel formulas into code.'

See this sweater? It's knitted in Morse code.

'Long stitches, and short stitches.'

- 'Astonishing.' - 'My word.'

- 'Oh, dear.' - 'Really?'

Yeah, a clever way to smuggle formulas, Beatrice Whimsey.

If that's really your name.

You kids are pretty smart. But you'll never catch me.

Zoinks. Stop her!

(Daphne) 'She's getting away.'

Oh, no. With my Scooby Snax.

Come back!

Go get her, Uncle Scooby.

Yikes. Be careful, Scoob.

So long, super sleuths.

Yikes! Oh, no!

[laughs]

Shaggy. Help!

Got you, Scoob.

Like, now what?

I don't know.

[horn blaring]

- Uh-oh. Yikes! - Zoinks!

(Shaggy) 'Ya-a-aow!'

(Scooby) Help!

Yike.

Oh!

My Scooby Snax.

Oh, boy.

thud

You did it, Uncle Scooby.

'You caught the spy.'

- I did? - 'By Gad, sir.'

(male #1) 'You certainly did.'

Mmm.

ting ting

Thank you for apprehending this dangerous spy.

It was our pleasure, officer.

I wish I could say the same.

But like, one thing still bugs me.

You mean there never was a real mummy?

[laughs]

By Gad, sir, of course not.

It was us in disguise.

Trying to scare you off the trail.

There are no such things as live mummies. Ha-ha-ha.

Really? Then what's that?

Aarrgh!

(all) A mummy! Help!

Faster! Faster!

[whimpering]

[laughing]

Well, I guess, that about wraps up this case.

Eh, mummy ol' pal, ol' buddy, ol' friend.

[chuckles]

That's right, Raggy.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[smirking]

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