Original subtitles

[thunder rumbling]

gulp

[train chugging]

- Uncle Scooby? - Yikes!

Hi, I'm Scrappy-Doo!

Scrappy-Doo?

[laughing]

[theme music]

Shh!

Yeoh!

Let me at him! Let me at him!

Let me at him! Let me at him!

♪ Scooby Scrappy Dappy Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

Scrappy Dappy Doo!

♪ Scooby Scrappy Dappy Doo ♪♪

Ta-dadada-ta-daaa!

Puppy power!

Scrappy Doo?

gulp

Uncle Scooby?

Scrappy Dappy Doo!

[laughing]

Scooby Dooby Doo!

[instrumental music]

Deputy Dusty, the town folks and I

want to present you with this citation

for another year of heroic service.

Thanks, mayor.

Uh, it's my pleasure to risk my life

keepin' mean and squinty-eyed law breakers out of Tumbleweed.

Why, next to me

this here's the bravest, shrewdest

handsomest crime fighter that ever lived.

Yeah, no man or beast can scare Deputy Dusty.

Big bad Bucko has escaped from prison.

He's comin' on the high noon train

'to clobber Deputy Dusty for sendin' him up the river.'

Dusty'll take care of that polecat.

Yeah. He'll splat him!

With a left and a right and a left.

I-I can handle that ornery Bucko.

With a little help from the brave citizens of T-Tumbleweed.

[screaming]

Looks like we're gonna have to help Dusty capture Bucko

without no one knowing we're helpin'.

Right, Uncle Yabba.

'Cause we don't want anyone to think

our deputy's a chicken.

I'm gettin' out of town while the getting's good.

whoosh whoosh

I got five minutes to make the 11 o'clock train.

Gosh, Uncle Yabba.

We can't let Dusty run away from Bucko.

We're not, Scrappy.

I turned the clock back an hour.

That's the 12 noon train.

(male announcer) 'The 12 noon train is now boarding on track 11.'

Oh, no. This is the train that's carrying that bully Bucko.

'And there he is.'

grrr

Uncle Yabba, we gotta do somethin'.

Don't fret, kiddo.

I got a million tricks up my sleeve.

Even though I don't have any sleeves.

Bucko tear lawman apart.

Go get that good for nothin' jailbird.

You're in trouble now, Bucko.

No! You in trouble.

You don't scare me.

(Yabba-Doo) 'Ya-o-o-ow!'

thud

Ya-a-a-ow!

Come on, Uncle Yabba, we gotta get Dusty to charge

instead of retreat.

Deputy Dusty's not afraid of ya.

He's just demonstratin'

how he's gonna run ya out of town.

I shouldn't have let you talk me into this.

Don't worry.

We'll drop this barrel on him

before he knows what's happening.

Now, do what I told ya. He's comin'.

I-I can whip you with my hands tied b-behind my back.

Me think not!

Should we drop it now, Uncle Yabba?

Just a tad more.

I got that mean critter in my sight.

Ready? Set.

Barrel's away!

G-give yourself up..

...Bucko, before I..

thud

Missed him by that much.

Put us down, you big baboon.

You asked for it.

thud

Uh-oh. Looks like Bucko's got Dusty over a barrel.

Have a nice ride. Ha ha ha.

We gotta save him, Uncle Yabba.

We'll get you out of there, partner.

Quick, behind here.

[Bucko growling]

Oh, no. Not again!

Jump, Uncle Yabba.

crash

Come on out, Dusty. There's nothin' to be afraid of.

Yeah. Bucko will give himself up

when he's faced with someone his own size.

There ain't nobody his size.

Well there will be soon

thanks to ol' Yabba's "Put Muscles On Fast Plan."

Only one thing scares me worst than Bucko.

And that's a Yabba plan.

Alright, Bucko. Face me like a man.

H-how come you so big now?

Well, I, uh, took a crash course in weight liftin'.

And now this town ain't big enough for the both of us.

Then it time you leave.

You realize of course that, breakin' a deputy in half

is against the law!

That's true. Now arrest the desperado.

Arrest who?

bam

Now it's your turn.

Tata tata tata! Puppy power!

Bucko get angry. Plenty.

Hold it, varmint.

Dusty'll meet you on main street in a couple of minutes

for a final showdown.

And don't be late.

grrr

Dusty's all froze up again.

No problem.

We'll just pull a few strings

to help him capture that big bellied bandit.

Dusty's gettin' near the hitchin' post we rigged up.

Then, let's start puttin' the scare into that..

...scary looking scoundrel.

crash

Hey, that puny deputy plenty strong.

Take over. I'm gonna run down there

and further convince Bucko that Dusty's one mean hombre.

Bucko scrunch you.

And now, to throw my voice.

Oh, yeah? Well Deputy Dusty's gonna stomp ya.

boing

Yi-i-ike!

boing

boing

Oh, no!

splash

chomp

Now, to dry ya off, you big drip.

Okay, Dusty. It's time to blow up a storm.

huff

Stop, stop. Me give up.

(Scrappy) 'Ya did it all by yourself, Dusty.'

That's right.

Ya apprehended the baddest, most ferocious polecat

that ever stalked the West.

Yeah. Ah, it was nothin'.

Ain't a crooked no count nowhere can scare Deputy Dusty.

[crowd cheering]

Yippity-Yabbity-Do-o-oo!

[theme music]