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[thunder rumbling]
[gulps]
- Uncle Scooby? - Yikes!
Hi! I'm Scrappy Doo.
Scrappy Doo?
[theme song]
Shh!
Yeow!
Let me at 'em. Let me at 'em.
Let me at 'em. Let me at 'em.
♪ Scooby Scrappy-Dappy-Doo ♪
♪ Scooby ♪
Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!
♪ Scooby Scrappy-Dappy-Doo ♪♪
Ta-dadada-ta-daaa! Puppy power!
Scrappy Doo?
Uncle Scooby?
Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
[dramatic music]
[thunder rumbling]
(male #1) 'Blimey! What a night.'
Kinda night when almost anything could happen.
Who's he?
[sinister laughter]
'It's the Night Ghoul of London.'
[thunder rumbling]
Welcome to Wonderworld, where your fantasies become reality.
You must be Velma. I know your fantasy.
To solve a case with Sherlock Holmes.
Exactly. Come, let me introduce you to the people.
Or should I say, the robots of Wonderworld.
They are all computer programmed
and are incapable of harming our guests.
Watch.
[growling]
Like that monster doesn't look incapable of anything.
Oh, a sneak attack, eh?
I gotta warn you, you are dealing with Scrappy Doo.
[beeping]
That's more like it.
Ruff!
An electronic circuitry makes your visit here completely safe.
(Fred) 'Amazing! Uh, but what about Velma's fantasy?'
Well, that's handled entirely by our computer
which will keep it a secret even from me.
(Velma) 'So only Sherlock Holmes knows what the mystery is?'
(Marino) 'That is correct.'
Mr. Kemper will take you to London World.
'See you in three days.'
Yikes!
Three days? Like that's a long time
to be cooped up with a bunch of robots.
And there's no way out, until your time is up.
Ah! Like who are you?
Allow me to introduce Mr. Alexander Wallhouse.
A fellow traveler to London World.
I am an antique collector who always dreamed
of visiting Victorian London. Housed by Charles.
Hang on, here we go.
(Kemper) 'We're now passing through Prehistoric World.'
(Velma) 'Wow! Dinosaurs.'
I'd bet you'd like to get your paws on him, huh, Uncle Scooby?
You would, wouldn't you, Uncle Scooby?
Oh, yeah. Sure.
(male #1) 'This is Outlaw World.'
Yippie! Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!
That's my kinda place. Can we stop here, Uncle Scooby?
- Can we, huh? Can we? - Sorry, Scrappy.
This is Velma's fantasy and we're going to London World.
(male #1) 'Last stop, King Albert Station.'
Oh, let me introduce myself. I am Sherlock Holmes.
- Jinkies, it's really him. - Not quite, Velma.
Here, all ready to go.
You must be Velma.
My friend Watson is out of town
so you will be my new assistant.
Oh, boy!
Be back in three days. Have fun.
Hair pins, governor?
(Shaggy) 'Like that's a switch.'
'Buying real flowers from an artificial girl. Ha ha.'
- It looks right at home here. - So long, Mr. Wallhouse.
- Maybe we'll see you around. - I'm sure, you will.
(Velma) '221B Baker's street, where the most baffling mysteries'
'in the world have been solved.'
Precisely. And our current case is perhaps
the most puzzling of all.
Not after we're through with it.
Right, Uncle Scooby?
The theft of the crown jewels of England.
- Oh, no! - Who do you suspect?
The most fearsome criminal ever to prowl these foggy streets.
Like I don't like the sound of that.
Me neither.
The Night Ghoul of London.
[Shaggy laughs] 'While you guys solve the mystery'
I think I'll wait for you some place safe. Like Pizza World.
Me too!
And skip that ugly Night Ghoul?
Never! We'll give him a left and a right and a left.
Wouldn't we, Uncle Scooby? We will, won't we?
Yeah, we will.
The crown jewels were on display
in the Tower of London when they disappeared.
Our next stop. Come, Velma. The game's afoot.
- Uh, Mr. Holmes, sir. - Like what's he?
A guard for the Tower of London, Shaggy.
- They're called beefeaters. - Beefeaters? Yum, yum, yum..
Yuck!
[bat screeching]
I think Scoob and I will look for clues out here.
Yeah!
Oh, Uncle Scooby, you'll miss all the fun.
- Like I hope so. - He he he.
So this is where the jewels were on display.
Suddenly the lights failed
and when they'd come back on, the jewels were gone.
Don't worry, we'll find 'em. Ha ha ha, ruff!
Were you standing guard outside the room at the time?
Yes. No one came in and no one left.
Was there a guard in the room as well?
Of course. But it was too dark for him to see anything.
Well, there's nothing in there.
I'd like to talk to that other guard. Where is he?
He's at the drawbridge.
Lucky us, Scoob. With that beefeater guard around
the Night Ghoul won't come near us.
Raggy..
[whispering]
Good idea, Scoob. If he's a beefeater, he's gotta keep
his hamburgers around here somewhere.
[sniffing]
Let's try that door.
Untie me, I'm the guard.
Like if he's the guard then that other guard must be--
The Night Ghoul!
He took the words right outta my mouth.
Yikes!
- This way, Scoob! - Stop, I'll get you.
Hey, Scoob, like what are we running for?
Our lives.
But that Night Ghoul's only a robot.
He's not allowed to hurt us.
Oh, yeah. He he he.
- Na-na-na-na-na-na. - Na-na-na-na-na-na.
Ha ha ha. I think I'm gonna like this place after all.
[buzzing]
You should've seen us take care of that creepy Night Ghoul.
Right, Scoob?
- Night Ghoul? - Night Ghoul?
His guard disguise didn't fool us for a minute.
But if the guard was really the Night Ghoul..
And no one left the room after the crime..
Then the jewels are still here. Wait a minute.
I've got it.
Amazing. The crown jewels were there all along.
I get it. With the jewels supposedly gone
there'd be no reason to guard the room.
So the Night Ghoul could come back later
and make off with them for real.
Good show, chaps.
But, Velma, how did you know about the two cases?
Elementary, my dear Holmes.
The picture shows the display case coming up
only waist high to the suit of armor.
But when we came in, the case was up to his chest.
There had to be something underneath.
(Holmes) 'You've applied my methods, Velma.'
- Brilliant piece of deduction. - Gee!
I'm only sorry the mystery's over so soon.
[sinister laughter]
(Night Ghoul) 'Over so soon?'
That's what you think.
[indistinct shouting]
Hey! Let me at 'em. Ruff! Pa-pa-pa puppy power!
Fools, the crown jewels are mine.
Oh, yeah? Put 'em up. Ruff! I could double. Ruff, ruff!
[laughing]
Hey!
[continues laughing]
Will you let me out of this thing?
Jeepers, the Night Ghoul's stolen the jewels again.
Let's go get him, Uncle Scooby. We can get him, can't we?
- Yeah, we can get him. Ruff! - Sure.
He can't hurt anybody.
Just leave the Night Ghoul to us.
Yeah, let's go.
There he is. Let's splat him.
Bow-wow-wow-wow! He just missed me.
Realistic, huh?
Zoinks. Ha ha ha. This is too realistic.
(Shaggy) 'Like I think something's gone wrong.'
[snarling]
- Oh-oh! - Yikes!
Okay, okay!
You listen up and listen tight, Night Ghoul.
That does it. I've had it.
And you are getting it. Ruff!
We saw what happened. Are-are you guys alright?
That robot's malfunctioning and dangerous.
And he's got the jewels.
Where to now, Mr. Holmes?
Well, the Night Ghoul was last seen
in the Black Chapel District, in the shadow of Big Ben.
There's a lotta ground to cover. We better split up.
Shaggy, you take Scooby and Scrappy that way.
Like, that Night Ghoul could be anywhere.
I'll look high while you look low.
Low?
[screaming]
[clang]
[buzzing]
[horse neighing]
[neighing continues]
[neighing continues]
[laughing]
(Shaggy) 'Stop horsing around, Scoob.'
We've gotta find that Night Ghoul.
- Um, Rappy! - He's found us, Uncle Scooby.
Well, like, I think he found us.
[growling]
This time, I'll put an end to your meddling.
Let's get outta here!
Let me at 'em. Ruff! He can't scare me.
He can't scare me, can he? No, he can't scare me.
(Shaggy) Sorry, Scrappy. We took a vote, and the cowards win.
[panting]
- I think we lost him, guys. - Yeah, lucky him.
[screaming]
Raggy? Where are you? Raggy? Raggy?
Where are you? Raggy?
[gulps]
Oh, excuse me. Yikes!
[screaming]
crash
Hm.
- Uncle Scooby, you did it. - I did it?
(Shaggy) 'Like the Night Ghoul has had it.'
(Daphne) 'Shaggy! Scooby!'
[buzzing]
- You've captured the blagger. - He's completely shorted out.
That's strange. The jewels aren't here.
(Marino) 'Ah, There you are, Velma.'
'And how is your fantasy progressing?'
Oh, Mr. Marino, the Night Ghoul robot went haywire.
Oh, my, my, my. I must apologize for his malfunction, Velma.
He'll have to go back to the shop.
Naturally, since it took you such a short time
to solve the crown jewel mystery, you'll all receive
a refund for the extra days.
You may leave right away if you wish.
- Like we're already packed. - But we're not leaving.
Because I haven't solved the mystery.
'The crown jewels are still missing.'
And I intend to find them with the help of Mr. Holmes.
Well, if you insist.
But I better give Sherlock a quick check
to make sure he's still working properly.
Seems to be working fine. Well, I wish you good luck.
Enjoy the rest of your stay in London World.
[sniffing]
Now you're on to something, Scoob.
Black Chapel's Fish N Chips.
- The food here is delicious. - Ha ha ha.
Now, there's a man after my own stomach.
These fish and chips are sure authentic.
They're even served in newspapers.
Like all the fish that's fit to print, huh?
Ha ha ha.
Hm, another article about the missing crown jewels.
'Hm, there's something strange about this.'
- Where to, Mr. Holmes? - Well, I think--
[sinister laughter]
(Night Ghoul) 'I am warning you. The jewels are mine.'
Leave London World, or else..
Come on, Uncle Scooby. He's only a robot.
I'll pull his plug for good.
No! Scrappy! The robot Night Ghoul's in the scrap yard.
(Shaggy) 'So that's gotta be..'
You're right. This guy's no robot. He's--
- The real Night Ghoul! - Yeah.
For your own good, leave this place.
The Night Ghoul is getting away.
(Shaggy) 'Like I wish we were.'
- He went into the book store. - Now, I've got you.
Ta-dadada-ta-daaa! Pa-pa-pa-puppy power!
[crash]
- 'Mr. Wallhouse!' - What's the meaning of this?
Hey, I'm just a doggy and, and I'm allowed a few mistakes.
- 'Did you see the Night Ghoul?' - I haven't seen anyone.
Hey, look at this. A book about the Night Ghoul.
It puzzled Londoners by calling his hiding place
"The Four Faces of Time," whatever that means.
Jinkies, I'll bet that means the four clocked-faces of Big Ben.
I'm sorry to disagree, Velma. But it undoubtedly refers
to the four walls of Westminster Abbey.
'They have stood for a much longer time.'
Well, if you think so, let's go.
You three check out Big Ben, anyway. Just in case.
(Shaggy) 'Right now, there's no safer place in London World'
'than Big Ben, uh? Ha ha ha!'
[sinister laughter]
[panting] Next time, we're picking the world with elevators.
See, there's nothing up here, Uncle Scooby.
Let's go find the others. Uh, Uncle Scooby? Uncle Scooby?
A secret room, Scoob.
- 'Right above the clock face.' - 'Raggy, look!'
The crown jewels. Ha ha ha.
Like, oh, ho, ho..
[creaking]
[growling]
- Help! - Relp!
That's Uncle Scooby.
Scrappy-Dappy-Doo! Coming through!
[rumbling]
Like, let's get outta here!
Now, I've got you.
We've got him surrounded, Uncle Scoob.
[growling]
[screaming]
Oh, boy. Like that was a close one.
Reah!
- Help! - Relp!
Come on, take your medicine like a villain.
You old, night meany, you.
Let go! Let go..
Come on, Scoob.
Zoinks!
- How's it going, Shaggy? - Well, just hold on, Scrappy.
Like, I hope this works.
Oh, tick-tok. Time sure flies when you're having fun.
Way to go, Scrappy.
Hey, Scoob. I just reset Big Ben to 12 midnight.
That's what I call a hard day's night.
[bell tolling]
[tolling continues]
[tolling continues]
Jinkies, it's two in the morning but Big Ben just struck twelve.
That's impossible. There must be something wrong.
Nonsense, my good man. Big Ben is striking midnight
be-because somewhere in the world, uh, it is midnight.
'Possibly in Hong Kong..'
Elementary, my dear..
[buzzing]
(Daphne) 'He's blown a fuse.'
Elementary, my dear.. Elementary, my dear..
That's it. I've solved the mystery.
We've gotta get over to Big Ben.
Ta-dadada-ta-daaa! Pa-pa-pa-puppy power!
- Relp! - Nice work, Uncle Scoob.
(Scrappy) 'I'll help you wear him out even faster.'
[screaming]
[crash]
Are you guys alright?
Everything went like clockwork, right, Scoob?
[laughing]
Uh, but officer, why is Scotland Yard
interested in these Wonderworld fakes?
Those aren't fake, Shaggy. Those are the real crown jewels.
- What? - I'll take these.
Velma's right. They're real thing.
The clue was that picture of the Tower of London
Shaggy's fish and chips were wrapped in.
'The article describes the same crime.'
'But there's a TV antenna in the picture.'
Since there isn't one at the London World Tower
it had to be the real Tower of London.
Then the article describes not Velma's fantasy mystery
but a real crime.
The criminal hid the jewels where no one would think to look
in plain sight at Wonderworld.
But when that computer came up with Velma's fantasy
'his plans went down the drain.'
Right. The robot Night Ghoul malfunctioned.
Stole the real jewels and hid them.
(Fred) 'So the criminal disguised as the Night Ghoul'
'tried to scare us off and find them himself.'
Remember, no one was supposed to know
what mystery the computer picked.
Mr. Marino.
I don't believe it.
When we saw him in London World, he specifically mentioned
the theft of the crown jewels.
Then he pretended to examine Holmes
but really short-circuited him.
So he'd be of no use as a detective.
- Ah! - Let's go.
Like, I guess that wraps up the case, eh, Scoob?
Reah!
Will you be having your tea and biscuits now, Mr. Holmes?
Don't do it, Uncle Scooby. It's robot food.
boink
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
[theme music]
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