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[lightning crashing]

gulp

[train chugging]

thud

- Uncle Scooby? - Yikes!

Hi, I'm Scrappy-Doo.

Scrappy-Doo?

He he he!

[theme music]

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 ♪♪

[music continues]

Ta dada ta daaa! Puppy power!

Scrappy Doo? Huh!

thud

Uncle Scooby?

Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!

He he he!

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[theme music]

[instrumental music]

[snoring]

I don't like to sleep on the job.

I wish someone would call with an exciting case.

[phone ringing]

Hello, Mr. Fearless.

Sure.

Shaggy, it's for you.

[Mr. Fearless screaming]

Uncle Fearless!

Oh, sleeping on the job? Not me, not me.

Huh? What? You're gonna be in Antarctica for the next week?

That's good.

(Shaggy) 'So-so you have a j-job for us?'

That's bad.

You want us to go to a birthday party?

That's good.

For B-Bugsy Burton?

Yaa-hoo! That's the gangster

who's suspected of stealing the diamonds.

That's really bad.

(Shaggy) 'But there'll be lots of food?'

That's really good.

Alright, we'll take the case.

(both) That's really dumb.

screech

(Shaggy) 'Like, look at all those gangsters.'

This must be Bugsy Burton's headquarters.

Right. And Mr. Fearless wants us to find out

if they have the diamonds.

So we'll have to go undercover.

U-undercover? Ooh, good idea.

Very un-funny, Scoob. Come on.

screech

[imitating mobster] Yea. Yea. Yea. Big Shaggy from Detroit. Yea. Yea. Yea.

[imitating mobster] And I am the little Scrappy from Chicago. Got it?

And I'm Scooby-Dooby-Do-o-o. He he he.

Just a second.

I didn't know there were any dogs in Bugsy's mob.

[imitating mobster] Yea. Yea. Sure. It's the latest trend.

No gangster should be without one. Yea. Yea.

Oh, yeah? What can he do?

Ah, d-do? Um..

Scooby here is the greatest pickpocket

this side of Poughkeepsie.

I am? Ah, I mean, I am.

Show him your stuff, Scooby.

Okie-dokie.

There. Wanna see again?

Hey, you didn't take nothin'.

Oh, yes I did. He he he.

Huh?

Hey, come back here!

Come on. Like, we'll hide in the kitchen.

Just wait till I find them.

Hey, Bruiser. What are you doin' in here?

Bugsy, I was just lookin' for three mutts.

(Bugsy) 'Yeah? Well, don't look in here. We don't want anybody to know'

'that we hid the diamonds in the freezer. Got it? '

Hear that, guys? Come on.

screech

Like, there's a fortune in here.

- Diamonds? - No. Food!

Food? Oh, yummy.

Scoob!

Yeaow!

thud

Uncle Scooby. You found the diamonds.

I did?

I did! Ha ha ha.

Now all we have to do, is take the diamonds

and fight our way outta here.

Like, I think I have a safer plan.

(Scrappy) Great idea, Shaggy.

We'll just sneak out with the diamonds in the punch.

Who'd ever suspect the waiters?

(Bugsy) 'Waiters!'

Hey! It's about time you waiters got here.

Give me that punch.

Punch? What punch?

That punch. Now give it to me or I give you this punch.

Oh no, you don't, buster. Not before your dinner.

Give me that back, pip-squeak.

Pip-squeak? I'll show ya who's a pip-squeak.

splash

Now get back to the kitchen.

'And get my birthday cake.'

Like, right away.

Alright, Bugsy. Make a wish and blow out the candles.

I don't blow out candles. That's kids stuff.

Oh, come on, boss. It's your birthday.

Oh, alright.

huff

huff

huff

There. Now cut the cake.

Okay, Scoob. By my calculations the punch bowl with the diamonds

should be right about there.

Okie-dokie.

I think we're a little off.

That's okay.

chomp

Hmm?

Here you go, Bugsy baby.

Hey, where'd my cake go?

splat

Sorry, my mistake.

Come on, Scrappy.

We got the diamonds!

Alright. You're all under arrest.

Now you're gonna come peaceably, or do I have to..

He he he.

Just kidding.

They got the diamonds! After them, you lugs!

Like, let's make for the front door!

Like, if at first you don't succeed, try the stairs.

Come on, we'll cut them off at the second floor.

We'll fool 'em by taking the elevator back down.

- Yikes! - Yikes!

Get 'em!

- There you go, sir. - Thanks.

You did it, Uncle Scoob. You locked them in the closet.

crash

(Bruiser) 'Hey, there they are, boss.'

Like, they're gaining on us.

Don't worry, we can toboggan our way out of this jam.

Whee! This is great fun!

(all) Ye-a-a-aow!

Zoinks! Like, here comes a step in the wrong direction.

- Ye-a-a-aow! - Ye-a-a-aow!

crash

They're headin' straight for us and there's no way to escape.

I know a way.

rizz rizz

There they are. Nab 'em.

Good going, Uncle Scooby.

And now, for the finishing touch.

Like, that oughta tie up

the Bugsy Burton gang for a while, huh, guys?

[imitating mobsters] Yea. Yea.

Yeah.

He he he.

[theme music]