Original subtitles

[thunder crashing]

gulp

[dramatic music]

- Uncle Scooby? - Yikes!

Hi, I'm Scrappy-Doo!

Scappy-Doo?

Hee-hee-hee-hee.

[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 ♪♪

Ta tatata ta tata! Puppy power!

Scrappy-Doo?

[Scrappy blows raspberries]

thud

Uncle Scooby?

Scrappy-Dappy-Doo!

Hee-hee-hee-hee.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[instrumental music]

(Deputy Dusty) 'Hey, Yabba! Did we get any mail?'

Yep, we sure did.

Whoa-a-a!

[grunting]

Don't worry, Uncle Yabba. We'll get you loose.

(both) Hee-ho! Hee-ho!

'Hee-ho!'

crash

Phew! It's sure hard to pick up a letter around here.

That's 'cause there's three cents post-issue.

What's your letter say, huh? What's it say?

I've just inherited the Dry Gultch Gold Mine.

(Yabba-Doo) 'And here's a map'

'showin' exactly where the gold is.'

Looks like we're gonna own us a gold mine

soon as we steal that map.

[both laughing]

Yipee!

We're gonna be millionaires.

Hyah-hooey!

And no more money problems.

And just in time. I'm down to my last nickel.

(Yabba-Doo) 'Hah! Big deal.'

Why should a person of means like me

worry about a measly nickel?

Now, let's see. Where's all that gold located?

I'll pull up alongside that two-bit lawman

so you can snatch his bag.

[engine revving]

Uh-oh. We got company.

Hey! Cut that out!

Goodbye, suckers. Hee-hee-hee.

Follow those claim jumpers.

(Deputy Dusty) '"Dry Gultch Gold Mine.'

'"Property of the Balton Brothers.'

'Keep out."'

This here's our mine

and nobody's gonna take it from us. Come on.

Why don't you guys go first? I'll be right behind you.

Haa-hooey!

Let's round 'em up, and head 'em out.

I'm with you, Uncle Yabba.

Ta tatata ta tata! Puppy power!

tink tink tink

No sense rushin' into things.

I figured those tinhorns would show up.

We gotta get rid of 'em once and for all.

Don't worry. I'll scares 'em so they'll never come back.

[both laughing]

Maybe they're down this a-way.

We better hold hands so we don't get lost.

Good idea. I'll hold Scrappy's hand.

And I'll hold Dusty's hand.

And I'll hold the bear's hand.

The bear?

Yeow! Let me out of here!

[snarling]

Put 'em up! Put 'em up, you mean ol' bear.

Come on, partner. We'll give him the ol' fly-and-tackle trick.

[growling]

[whispering]

- Ready? - Ready, Uncle Yabba.

- Hut one! Hut two! - Hut three!

(both) Charge!

clang

Yeow!

thud

Well, that takes care of them.

Yeah, now let's finish diggin' up our gold.

Well, I'll be a coyote's cousin. It's Deputy Dusty.

What're you doing in a bear suit?

This is no time for silly questions.

Stop this confounded contraption

before we're flattened flatter than a flapjack.

Run that by me one more time.

crash

(Deputy Dusty) Never mind.

I'll show ya how to capture those lowdown Balton Brothers.

Oh, boy! Show me! Show me! I'm raring to go.

(Scrappy) 'Attaboy, Uncle Yabba!'

Yeah, you go get 'em, Yabba.

I'll bring up the rear.

Neat trick, Uncle Yabba.

I learn something new from you every day.

Now, it's my turn.

Ya-hoee!

We're headin' right for those no-good gold poachers.

Yeah, and when we catch 'em, I'll punch 'em

and poach 'em and pulverize 'em to pieces.

clink clink

- Listen! - We're in trouble.

- It's those lawmen again. - 'It's time to vamoose.'

swoosh

thud

Alright, ya sneaky sidewinders.

Daredevil Yabba is gonna get you.

thud

Hey, I think we've been railroaded.

Yeah, right into jail where you belong.

[howling]

[howling]

What in tarnation happened to those crazy canines?

[metal clicking]

I knew I shouldn't have asked that question.

Hel-l-lp!

[instrumental music]

toing

Ya-a-eow!

I wish I'd never heard of that dumb mine.

thud

Those lawbreakers won't be bothering us anymore.

Ah, I see you boys captured the notorious Balton Brothers.

We sure did.

But we couldn't have done it without our darin' deputy.

Ain't that right, Dusty?

Right? Uh, oh, right.

There ain't a claim jumper alive

who can get to jump on this deputy.

Yeah, Dusty. You're the greatest.

'Yep, and the richest.'

I'll bet this gold is worth millions.

Sorry, fellas. This stuff ain't worth much.

In fact, it ain't worth nothin'. It's fool's gold.

[all laughing]

Well, there's no fools like gold fools.

Yippity-Yabbity-Doo!

[theme music]

[music continues]