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[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]

We got to speed it up if we're gonna get all these fence holes

dug before sunset.

Don't worry, Dusty, I'm the fastest shovel in the West.

And the East too, huh, Uncle Yabba?

woosh woosh woosh

(Dusty) 'Hold it. Not that fast.'

(Yabba) Sorry, Deputy D. Guess we got carried away.

Hey, I hit somethin'.

What is it, Uncle Yabba?

(Yabba) Some kinda box.

Oh, no, i-i-it's a c-c-coffin.

A coffin can't hurt ya.

But he can.

Good evening. My name is Count Zorco.

I am a vampire.

V-vampire?

Howdy, partner?

I didn't know we had neighbors living under our backyard.

You mean, my backyard?

And as soon I turn everyone into zombies

I will rule Tumbleweed once again.

[laughs]

And you will be my first victim.

No, don't know a count gonna zombify from a Deputy Dusty.

ting ting

And now you will become a zombie.

Now to give ya a yabba-dooie headlock

and a Transylvania twist.

Right. Ta da da da ta.

Puppy...power.

crash

Ha ha ha.

You fools, you can't catch the great Count Zorco.

We got to catch up with that vampire

before he turns Tumbleweed into Zombie-dill.

We're too late. Count Zorco has turned everyone into zombies.

We got to find him.

B-but we don't even know where he hands out!

Hmm, where will I go if I was a vampire?

To that spooky old ranch house near the graveyard.

I got it, the spooky old ranch house near the graveyard.

Let's go.

hoot hoot hoot

Shh, he'll hear us.

Sorry, I got creaking limb.

ting ting ting

woosh woosh

ting ting

Got you, you sneaky vampire.

Uh-oh! Timber!

thud

Hey, where'd he go?

You are trapped.

tap tap tap

Zombies, get them.

Uh-oh, looks like trouble.

Better use the old roadblock trick.

(Dusty) I'm glad I don't have to watch.

Scrappy, left face.

Right, Uncle Yabba.

thud

screech screech

Good going, Uncle Yabba. You took care of those zombies.

Ain't nothing to it.

We'll turn them back to normal soon as we

figure out a way to break the spell.

Follow me.

"The Secret Life Of Vampires."

This should tell us how to break the spell.

Ah-ha. "The things vampires hate most.

- Garlic, the sunlight" - And meddling deputies.

Look into my eyes.

You can't turn me into no zombie.

I'm zombie proof.

You are a zombie.

I am a zombie.

Now you will finish off those pests.

Yes, master.

Yabba, Yabba, Yabba's a zombie!

thud

screech

I got an idea, Scrappy.

If I can just grab some...cauliflower

onions, carrots, garlic.

I sure hope this works.

What you up to, Dusty?

I'm crushing the thing vampires hate the most.

Let's just hope vampire zombies hate it too.

[grunts]

Come and get it. Zombie's favorite.

Monster mashed potatoes.

Hmm?

Ah! Garlic. Zombies hate garlic.

But Yabba-Doo just loves this stuff.

Come on, let's go get that vampire before he gets us.

screech

A trap door. I wonder how you open it.

Woah! Now I know.

(Dusty) It's another one of Count Zorco's c-c-offins.

Right! And if we can lure him into it

he'll be as helpless as a catfish on dry land.

How are we gonna lure him, Uncle Yabba? How? How?

Simple.

Hey, Count Zorco.

You are nothing but an underhanded, overrated

poor excuse for a monkey's uncle.

No one insults Count Zorco.

You won't escape me this time.

(Yabba) Oh, yeah?

[screaming]

crash

You got anymore bright ideas?

Yes, as a matter of fact I do.

Now help me get this coffin outside.

Me and my big mouth.

coo coo coo

What's going on?

It's still the middle of the night.

You're not supposed to crow until morning.

And what's my coffin doing out here?

Oh, no!

'I mustn't be exposed to the sun or I'm doomed.'

Your plan's working, Yabba.

woosh woosh woosh

Now let's mail this crate off to Transylvania

where that vampire came from.

Right, then we'll snap all the zombies

out of their trances.

Well, all the town folk are back to normal again.

Except everyone smells mighty powerful

'cause all the garlic we had to spray on them.

At least they ain't zombies no more.

Yippity-Yabbitty-Doo!

[theme music]