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]

[country music]

(Dusty) 'Well, That about does it. The remodelin' is done.'

Now we got the strongest, most sturdiest..

swoosh

...absolutely impenetrable..

crash

...pile of rubble in all of Tumbleweed county.

Look out!

rumble rumble

(Scrappy) 'Here come another boulder!'

bam bam

Phew. That was a close one.

crash

crackle crackle

They don't call me Hard-headed Yabba for nothin'.

Wonder what caused those boulders

to crash into Tumbleweed.

Well, maybe this note will tell us.

"To Deputy Dusty." Heh, that's me.

"Them boulders were just a warnin'.

"And I'm lonesome and tired

"of my lousy cookin', washin' and mendin'.

'"So send me all your eligible females'

'"so I can choose one for my bride.'

"Or I'll push ol' teeterin' rock down on Tumbleweed

"and squash it flatter than a tortilla.

Cordially yours, Horrible Homer"

Yup, it's Horrible Homer, alright.

'And it looks like he means business.'

Oh, my gosh! We gotta round up all the eligible females

before he smashes Tumbleweed.

And now that we've all met the, uh..

[clears throat] ...handsome groom, let's find out

which one of you lovely ladies is gonna win

the Lucky Lady Lottery, and marry Horrible Homer.

- Not me! - 'I can't be near that creep.'

Reckon that means there ain't no winner.

Oh, yes, there is, Yabba.

Oh, no. You ain't making no eligible female outta me.

(Scrappy) Come on, Uncle Yabba. We can't save Tumbleweed

'without your help.'

Tarnation. The things a lawman's gotta do

in the name of justice.

[instrumental music]

How are we gonna catch that Horrible Homer, Uncle Yabba?

- Huh? Huh? - Simple.

We'll use the ol'

"Rub-A-Dub-Dub Three Lawmen In A Washtub" trick.

♪ Dum dee dee dee dum dee ♪♪

Ya-aow!

Darn these darnin' needles!

Where is them eligible female!

Yoo-hoo! Big boy!

I'm Yabba Sue, your eligible female.

Yuck. Heh. You're a real dog.

Well, you're no winner either.

How's about I start with the laundry, you handsome hunk?

Alright. I'll give you a chance.

Ouch!

Psst. All set, partner?

Hand me some laundry, you dashin' devil.

[humming]

Give Horrible Homer a kiss, Yabba Sue.

splash

What was that splashin' sound?

That was the pitter-patter of my heart.

I'll have to activate my Sudsy Smokescreen.

whoosh

Come on, Scrappy. Let's hide.

Now where's that Yabba Sue?

Aa-aa-aaa-choo!

'What do you think you're doing'?'

Uh, I thought I'd entertain you

with my Yabba-super-duper rope tricks.

(Homer) 'I'm not interested in tricks!'

'Now fix me some vittles. I'm starved.'

My peperoni pizza trap is infallible.

- Y'all know what to do now? - Sure do.

But I wish I d-d-didn't.

(Homer) 'Hurry up with my supper!'

I just hope this plan works better than the last one.

Oh, Homer honey. Here's your delicious din-din.

slurp

Uh-oh.

Now where'd that Yabba Sue go?

[mumbling]

snap

I got him! C'mon, Scrappy. Do your stuff.

Ta-dadada-ta-daaa! Puppy power!

whirr

(Yabba) 'Hey, we got the low down varmint.'

[grunting]

Then who's that low down varmint?

What's goin' on here?

(Dusty) Yikes! Run for your lives!

thud

(Dusty) Y-Yabba? Is that you?

[screams]

Why you double crossin' female!

I ain't no female. I'm Yabba Doo.

The fastest handcuffer that ever cuffed a hand.

Now come along peacefully.

grrr

snap

That deputy and his dog's gotta be around here somewheres.

Hidin' in the tree, huh?

But not for long.

bam bam

We're really up a tree now.

Not for long.

One more wallop and I've got you!

Yee-haa! Looks like I got you, Horrible Homer!

[Homer groaning]

(Scrappy) Ride 'em, Uncle Yabba!

(Yabba) Who-ooa!

[both screaming]

crash

Huh? Why you no good ball of blubber!

Look what you've done to my table.

Now get up and fix it!

Yes, ma'am.

Yessum! Yessum!

And after that I got me some fences that need mendin'.

- And hay need fetchin'. - Yessum. Yessum. Yes, ma'am!

(female #1) 'And after that, you can move that god darn teeterin' rock'

'that's hangin over my cabin.'

Wow. Now Tumbleweed will be safe from danger.

Yup. And it looks like Horrible Homer's

found his perfect match.

Yabba Sue.

The name's Yippity-Yabbity-Do-o-o!

And don't you forget it.

[theme music]