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[eerie music]

[theme song]

Huh?

- Hey, Scooby! - Huh?

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo looking for you ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo where are you? ♪

Over here.

♪ All the stars are here ♪

♪ Waiting for you ♪

♪ Couldn't have a show without ya ♪

♪ Scooby Scoobity-doo ♪

[gunshots]

♪ Na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-dee-doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

(in unison) Hey, Scooby!

Where are you?

Over here.

(Shaggy) Today Scooby-Doo meets Jonathan Winters.

[instrumental music]

Mm, cornfields, cows, horses, chickens.

A ride in the country always makes me so relaxed.

It makes me feel hungry.

Shaggy, is there anything that doesn't make you feel hungry?

- Yeah. Eating dinner. - Right.

Hey, gang, this ride is gonna turn into a walk

if we don't get to a gas station.

Hey, there's one.

honk honk honk

Caught me in the middle of my dinner, kids.

Just starting on my alphabet soup.

You know, A, B, C, D, E, F, G.

Nothing like keeping up with your education, right?

- Say, uh, what comes after G? - H.

H. Thank you. Oh, that's a hard one, ain't it?

- Now what can I do for you? - Fill her up.

Sure thing. Fill-fill what up?

- The gas tank. - Oh, boy.

No call to be getting snippety. I'm new on this job, you know.

I only started six months ago.

Hey, like, I think he's putting us on.

Sure, he is. Don't you recognize him?

You're Jonathan Winters.

Okay, officers. You got me. I'll go quietly.

Hi, kids, hope I didn't shake you up too much.

Just funning. Got too much time to kill.

Gotta do something to keep from going out of my skull.

Gee, Mr. Winters, like, what are you doing way out here?

I'm on my way to Frickert Farm for a few days' rest.

Just as I pulled in here for my gas, my motor went...

[imitating motor] Kaput!

The man tells me it'll be a six-hour wait

while they send a discondufrigulator

from town or something or other.

Gee, I'm in a bind.

My old friend Maude

is expecting me for dinner.

Maude? Maude Frickert?

We've seen you do impersonations of her on TV.

That's her. Old Grandma Frickert.

You know, she's getting ready to open

a chain of fried chicken stands.

'You kids like fried chicken?'

- Mm. Love it. - Look, Mr. Winters.

We'd be happy to give you a lift to the farm.

Hey, thanks.

Then you can meet the real Grandma Frickert

in person.

'In the mood for a nice home-cooked dinner?'

Like, hurray. Let's get going.

This is Maude's place. Turn left up ahead.

Say, kids, how'd you like to spend a few days on the farm?

- Maude could use the help. - Oh, wow. Would we ever.

I'd love it. How about you, Shaggy?

Wouldn't it be fun to pitch hay

feed the chickens, mull the wheat?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Uh, bu-but, like, I didn't bring my work permit.

Uh, likewise.

It will be fresh air and sunshine.

What a groovy change from all those haunted houses

'and gloomy mansions we've been running into lately.'

'And best of all, no spooky characters.'

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

I see Grandma Frickert is still up.

Mm. So peaceful and quiet.

Well, that's why I come here, just to give my eardrums a rest.

[loud rumbling]

Get off this property! Now, git!

What's all the noise?

That's my eardrums popping.

Pretty weird, right?

You never know about these farm folks.

'They can play strange little games.'

- 'Hey, let's go.' - Wait!

Shaggy and Scooby, where are they?

Jinkies! They've disappeared.

Uh-oh.

Shag!

- Shaggy! - 'Is the coast clear?'

(Fred) 'What are you doing in the well?'

Like, gosh! Don't you ever get thirsty?

I should have known. Scooby-doo, where are you?

Huh? Right here.

I'm with you, buddy. No like spooky-doo.

slurp

Don't like licky-wicky either.

Right!

One thing about Maude Frickert

she likes her visitors to feel welcome.

Yikes!

Now y'all just

hold it right there!

Zoinks, like, this is your idea

of getting away from spooky characters?

Shh! Cool it.

Hi there, big fella.

My name is Vernon Crow.

I'm Mrs. Frickert's handyman

and I don't like trespassers.

[indistinct chatter]

Hold it, if you folks come sneaking around here

looking for that secret formula, you're wasting your time.

'There ain't no secret formula, you hear? Now, git!'

We don't know anything about any secret formula.

Look, fella, I'm Jonathan Winters

the famous comedian.

Jonathan who? The what?

Jonathan Winters, the not-so-famous comedian.

Mr. Winters and Mrs. Frickert are close friends.

Yes. He's a very old acquaintance.

He don't look so old.

Look, Vernon. There's Mrs. Frickert in the barn.

She'll tell you who I am.

- Shh! - Huh?

Where?

[imitates Mrs. Frickert] Heavens to Betsy.

It's my old buddy Jonathan

and his friends!

Vernon, you big oaf, why didn't you call me?

Uh, they just got here, Mrs. Frickert.

Well, you big clod, don't just stand there.

Show 'em into the house!

'I'll be in just as soon as I finish milking the cow.'

Uh, yeah. I mean, yes...

I guess you folks was right.

Follow me.

[door opens]

(Mrs. Frickert) 'Heavens to Betsy!'

It's my old buddy Jonathan and his friends.

Vernon, you big oaf, why didn't you call me?

But, but Mrs. Frickert! You ain't here.

- You're out in the barn! - There you go again.

You keep talking like that, Vernon, and you'll go

from Frickert's farm to the funny farm.

'Vernon ain't too bright, you know.'

'What was that infernal racket outside?'

Uh, just two snoopers on a motorcycle, poking around.

I chased them off.

'My, my, people keep sneaking onto the farm'

looking for Grandpa Frickert's secret formula.

It's a chicken feed that can make chickens to a giant size

in no time at all.

Where is the formula?

Grandpa made some samples

but he hid them somewhere before he passed away.

- 'Even I don't know where.' - Too bad.

They'd be worth a fortune

especially to you, Mrs. Frickert

opening a chain of fried-chicken stands.

Yes, sirree.

Ever see a six-foot-tall chicken?

Yeah. Hee-hee!

Giant chickens.

Them samples, that's what

all these snoopers are after.

[owl hooting]

Why, I'd be delighted to have you kids work on the farm.

Lately, I've been too busy to help Vernon with the chores

and heaven knows that man needs help...

'In more ways than one.'

What do you call your chicken stands?

Grandma Frickert's Fried Fricassees.

Hard to pronounce, but easy to say.

How soon you think those stands will be open?

- Gulp. - 'You look a mite hungry, boy.'

'Why don't I go to the kitchen and whop up a few vittles?'

Uh! Look! Look! Look!

Cut it out, Scoob.

'I wouldn't want you to go to any trouble, Mrs. Frickert.'

'I mean, like, uh, he-he, if you just happen to have'

'a stuffed turkey lying around, or something.'

(Mrs. Frickert) 'Son, you don't ask for a turkey on a chicken farm.'

[yelps]

What is it, Scoob?

The window. The window.

[knock on door]

[Scooby whimpering]

- Well, open the door, Vernon. - Huh?

'All you have to do is turn that little round thing.'

'It's called a doorknob.'

Oh, yeah.

Evening, Maude.

Howdy, Mr. Winters.

Simon, I want you to meet these kids.

They're Jonathan's friends.

This is Mr. Shaky, my banker.

He's nobody's friend.

- Hello, Mr. Shaky. - Hi, Mr. Shaky.

Ciao, Mr. Shaky.

Let's sit down, Simon

and you can tell me about my bank loan.

boink

What's that?

[grunting]

(Mrs. Frickert) 'I think the springs need oiling.'

- 'Let's sit on the other one.' - Whew!

No. The legs need fixing on that one.

This will have to do.

[grunting]

Maude, uh, about this business you're going into

Grandma's Fritters Frick Fricassees...

Excuse me, sir. That's Grandma Fritter's Fries Fricassees.

No! It's Frickert's Frick Fracassees.

How about Fackert's Frick Fackersees?

Listen. It's Grandma Frickert's Fried Fricassees.

Velma, that sounds ridiculous!

Yeah, like, that don't make no sense at all.

Let's not pronounce it. Let's just get it off the ground.

Well, Simon? Is the bank gonna lend me the money?

Maude, I'm sorry to tell you this--

If you're sorry, don't call me Maude.

It's Mrs. Frickert to you.

'Here's your hat, and here's your briefcase.'

Tomorrow morning, I'm withdrawing my $27

out of your bank!

'Good night to you, Mr. Shaky'

'and the same goes for your bank.'

slam

Phew!

Jinkies! Would it help if we could find

those hidden chicken feed samples?

Oh, would it ever!

I could earn a million dollars if I had that giant chicken feed

and that ain't chicken feed.

Maude, if you need a few bucks to get started...

Thank you, Jonathan, but no thanks.

I'm gonna get this business going all by myself.

One of these days, you'll see my signs

all over the country!

Grandma Fracker's Chicken Fricassees

or whatever it's called.

'Vernon! Don't just stand there!'

Take these nice young folks out

and show them what their chores will be

'when you wake them up at 4:00 a.m.'

[chuckles] Uh, yes, ma'am.

Scooby, did, did he say 4:00 a.m.?

- Right. - Zoinks!

(Scooby) Right!

Hey! It's those snoopers again! Yah!

That one's heading for the crick. I'll get him!

Well, don't just stand there. You're working for me now.

Help chase them off my farm. You, too, Jonathan.

If anybody's going to find Grandpa's chicken feed samples

it's gonna be me, you hear?

- Yes, ma'am. - Some of you follow me.

The rest, go with Jonathan.

Uh, like, where should we go?

Down toward the mill stream, I-I guess.

Why don't you two get going?

Vernon might need some help.

Okay. Uh, we'll follow you.

I wish you hadn't said that.

Alright. Let's go.

He's in here somewhere.

Hiding in the wheat.

I suggest we split up in pairs.

Good idea, honey. You girls go that-a-way.

You come with me. I like you, sonny.

You look like my idol, greatest man that ever lived.

- Who's that, ma'am? - Glen Campbell.

Come on, sonny.

(Velma) Be very quiet, Daph.

He may be hiding up ahead.

Velma, what do we do if we find him?

Just remain calm and cool

and scream your head off.

What's that?

A mill, where they ground flour.

Wow! Like, it's dark and spooky down there!

Yeah. Here's what we'll do. You two...

[rustling]

Ohh!

Wh-what was that?

Somebody's around here.

I wish we weren't.

crash

Got you! Oh, it's you!

Uh! Did you find the guy with the beard?

- Nope. - Rats!

I've been whacking those bushes

trying to flush him out.

'Course, he could be hiding

down there in the old mill.

One of us should go down there.

You fellas want to whack bushes?

(Shaggy) 'Zoinks! Like, it's pretty dark out there.'

I tell you, Vernon

we're not very good bushwhackers.

We're more the old mill type.

Right, fellas?

So you do the bushes. We'll check out the mill.

(Shaggy) 'Hey, incidentally, Vernon, like, if you find the guy'

'and need some help, don't count on us.'

whack whack

[laughter]

Mrs. Frickert, shh! Something's moving out there!

Huh? Where?

Alright. We know you're there.

Stand up like a man.

Huh? That ain't like a man.

No way!

(Daphne) We didn't know it was you.

Well, let's don't spend the night creeping up on each other.

If we hear someone moving around

identify yourself with a whippoorwill call, like this...

[whistles softly]

Tarnation! It ain't easy with those store-bought teeth.

I can.

[whistles]

Alright, troops. Move out. Hip, hip!

[dramatic music]

Okay, here's my plan. You two go in there and look around.

If you find him, chase him out.

I'll be hiding around the corner of the building

to see where he runs to.

Huh?

Uh, gee, Mr. Winters

wouldn't your plan work better

if you went inside?

I mean, like, I'm the outdoor type.

You, too, huh? Ha-ha...

I've got it. You and I'll both wait out here

and Scooby'll go inside. How's that?

Oh, well, okay with me if it's okay with Scoob.

Scoob? Where is he?

A second ago, he was sitting by those grain sacks.

[whimpering]

Okay, Scooby, we get the message.

Look, guys, we're gonna have to flip a coin.

Head, you two go in. Tails, I go in.

(Shaggy) 'Tails! Ha! Whew! That was great.'

Wait a minute. That don't count.

- This is a Canadian coin. - Huh?

If we were doing this in Canada, fine.

Heads. It's you guys.

[whimpering]

Uh, Mr. Winters, where we come from

like you're supposed to do that two out of three times.

Really? Okay, here goes.

Uh, how 'bout like, uh, I flip it this time?

Huh?

I think I flipped it pretty high!

I think I see it. Going into orbit around the moon.

Look, you owe me a quarter.

I'm sorry, Mr. Winters.

You both wait here and I'll go in, okay?

You will? Listen, buddy, you can forget about the quarter.

The only thing is, if that big guy is in there

he's waiting to pounce on anybody walking in this door.

Oh, isn't there some other way?

You're right, around the by crick

there's a high window that opens into the loft.

You can spot him up there. Come on.

[footsteps creaking]

Shh!

[whippoorwill whistle]

That's the girls.

Where are they?

Hey, girls! Where are you?

That's Fred.

We're over here by the scarecrow.

Huh?

I think the moonlight's getting to her.

That's impossible, honey.

We're by the scarecrow.

Oh, no, we're not, Mrs. Frickert.

(Mrs. Frickert) 'Well, I'll be dipped in detergent.'

The gosh darn thing was right there a minute ago.

That's what I thought. Are you sure?

'Course I'm sure.

I was just thinking to myself

that its jacket needs pressing

so that Vernon can wear it

to the church social next Saturday.

The scarecrow wears Vernon's clothes?

Why not, sonny?

Vernon don't need his good suit on working days.

Now his clothes are gone!

No, they're not, Mrs. Frickert.

Daphne, Velma! Grab the scarecrow!

'That's our man!'

There's the window.

But, Mr. Winters, like

there's no way of getting up there.

Wrong again, Shaggy.

'You've got free transportation to that window.'

'Just hang on to the paddles, and it'll carry you'

'right up to the window.'

Uh-uh.

But I don't see how it can work.

Would I lie to you? Trust me.

You mean, like, reach out and grab the edge

of a paddle like this?

Oops! Zoinks!

Don't zoink. Jump in the window.

I can't let go!

Oh!

(Shaggy) 'Like, somebody do something!'

Help!

I don't think this is working too well.

No.

Yo! Get me off!

Help! Stop! Stop this thing!

'Zoinks!'

[upbeat music]

crash

screech

(Shaggy) 'Help! Help!'

Get me off this thing! Yeow!

[gurgling in water]

Hang on, boy. I'll get you next time around.

Help!

Next time around, he may not be so lucky.

Scooby, when he comes up, grab his legs.

Right.

Right

splash

That wasn't exactly what I had in mind.

Grab these two. I'll get off on the balcony.

crash

slam

Hey, fellers! I seen him! He's running toward the farm!

Say, that looked like fun.

I'd try it myself if it weren't for this sprained pinkie.

Let's go.

Uh, fun? Ha-ha-ha!

Did you think that was fun?

No way!

[upbeat music]

screech

- There he goes! - We've got to catch him.

He's running toward the farmyard.

Come on!

[music continues]

screech

I'll go around the back. You go in the front.

[dramatic music]

Things are liable to get a little fierce.

I'll find a good hiding place for us.

- Like, yeah. - Right!

Then follow me.

Take it from an old experienced coward

on a farm, the safest place to hide is the toolshed.

Oh, e-excuse me, sir.

- Yikes! - Double yikes!

[whimpering]

[upbeat music]

crash

screech

Like, uh-oh. That could be the other guy.

Maybe I can get rid of him with one of my sounds.

I do pretty good vocal sound effects.

Uh, I do sounds, too, you know.

But I'm a professional.

Yes, sir, Mr. Winters.

Like, I'd rather you did it anyway.

Look, kid, if you want to do the sound, go ahead.

- I don't mind. - Oh, no, no, no, Mr. Winters.

You do it. Ha-ha-ha.

Like, I don't want him finding out it was me.

Okay, kid, I gave you your big break, and you blew it.

Hm. Guess it's up to me, huh?

[imitating horse whinnying]

Something woke that horse.

That feller's in the stable.

Anyone in this one?

I don't think so

unless he's disguised

as a sleeping horse.

[door opens]

Uh-oh. Velma, that's him.

He just sneaked in.

We'd better get the boys.

Yeah. Go out the other way.

Mabel, wake up.

slap

Did you see a man in here just now with a beard

all covered with white flour?

[neighs]

Oh, you wouldn't understand.

I forgot you're just a dumb animal.

Where are the men?

They're never around when you need them.

Let's try this way.

Wait. There's something in the shadows.

Hey. It could be the bearded man.

It's not him. It's his ghost. Yipe!

That's silly. There's no such thing as a ghost.

But whatever that thing is, yipe!

[instrumental music]

splash

Someone jumped into that barrel.

Well, let's fish him out. Dang bust it!

There goes my shampoo water.

The other one's down here, Mrs. Frickert.

Yeah. I really got him this time, Maude.

You know me. I don't fool around.

We don't know anything about secret formulas or chicken feed.

We're in the music business.

Music? What are you doing here?

Well, we came here to ask Mrs. Frickert

if we could rent the farm for a few days.

Yeah. For a rock festival, you know, like Woodstock.

Jeepers. That would be groovy.

All the top singers and combos right here.

Can you get me Glen Campbell? I'm his biggest fan, you know.

(male #1) 'Well, we'll try.'

Well, of course you can use my farm.

All you had to do was ask me

'instead of running all over the place'

'like a couple of weirdos.'

Ma'am, every time we came near the house

that big fella chased us away.

Vernon? Oh, he don't mean no harm.

There's a guest room upstairs.

You boys get a good night's sleep.

We'll talk about it in the morning.

Wait. Vernon wasn't in the wheat field.

Why didn't you speak to Mrs. Frickert out there

instead of disguising yourself as a scarecrow?

Me? I didn't dress up in scarecrow's clothes.

You putting us on, sonny?

The scarecrow dove into the haystack

and came out the other side without the costume

and it was you.

No, no, no.

I was hiding in the haystack

when the scarecrow plunged in one side

and I plunged out the other.

'Huh. Mighty scared, too.'

Well, good night.

Creepers! Vernon isn't here.

Hm. I wonder...

Could he be the scarecrow?

Not likely, son.

Vernon was with Shaggy and me down by the creek.

Yeah, uh, but not all the time, Mr. Winters.

Like, he could have been commuting back and forth

'between the mill and the wheat field.'

Say, that's a clever way to throw suspicion off himself.

If it's clever, then it ain't Vernon.

He's still trying to figure out how to work a doorknob.

Mrs. Frickert, maybe his dumb act is just that, an act.

He's probably out there right now in a scarecrow costume

looking for chicken feed samples.

You think so? Well, let's find out.

Uh, Scoob, wanna go look for Vernon?

- No. - You're right.

They won't find him, if he's so smart

he knows they'll all be out there searching for him.

Yup.

So, he's probably hiding

somewheres in this farmyard.

Uh, yup.

Right here. Where we are. All alone!

Yipe!

He wasn't in the wheat field.

He could be here in the corn.

Let's split up again.

And remember the whippoorwill signal.

[whippoorwill whistle]

Right.

- Where are they? - I don't know.

I don't know.

Hey, what's this?

Look, Scoob. It's corn!

Now, why would they wrap it in this green stuff?

Wow! Like, they wrapped all of them!

[chuckles] Man, that's got to take years.

- Let's eat! - 'Yeah. I dig corn.'

[whippoorwill whistle]

Uh-oh. What's that?

I don't know. Probably just a frog.

Frog?

With a high voice?

Uh-uh.

(Fred) 'Who's there?'

Zoinks! Let's get out of here!

[upbeat music]

screech

Zoinks! Yeow!

(Daphne) 'That was shaggy yelling.'

(Mrs. Frickert) 'It came from the farmyard.'

Follow me!

Shaggy and Scooby must have seen the scarecrow.

You kids look in the barn. I'll check the house.

Anybody in the yard?

crash

Yipe!

(all) Yipe!

We know he's in one of these buildings.

[gulps] Like, maybe right here in this stable.

Wherever he is, we've got to scare him out

so the others can capture him.

Yeah. The others.

That's right. Now, look, buddy.

They can't expect us to do everything.

We're scaring him out, right? And I know how to do it.

I'll make him think the police have this place surrounded.

Watch.

[imitating police siren]

[imitating people running]

[mumbling]

[gruff voice] Alright, you men, move this hay wagon out of here.

I wanna make more room for the army trucks.

Okay, you fellas from the national guard

roll them troops in here.

Now, spread out!

I want a dozen men around each of these buildings

get it, Mrs. Frickert?

Will you and all those kids

stand back, please?

Get over there in that wheat field

out of the way.

No, no, I didn't mean you

Mr. Winters.

You stand right here next to me.

I've seen you on TV. You're my favorite actor.

Yes, sirree.

My wife's crazy about you, too

and my little ones keep asking

"Hey, why don't Jonathan Winters have a Saturday morning show

like all them other big stars?"

You know, Mr. Winters, I've seen them all

all the big ones

but you're far and away.. huh?

Oh. Got carried away there. Where was I? Oh, yeah.

[nasally voice] Chief, I'm Brigadier General Holmsby.

[gruff voice] Hi there, general. Good to have the army with us.

Where is the scarecrow now?

In one of those buildings.

Don't worry, general.

He won't get away.

Yes. What is it, sergeant?

[Southern accent] Chief, the men are all set.

Got a platoon of army men staked out in the wheat field

and a dozen of our boys down by the crick.

[as chief] Good work, sergeant. Now, hand me that bullhorn.

Testing. One, two, three.

Testing. Mary had a little lamb.

Okay, Tom. It's working.

'Scarecrow, this is Police Chief McGonegal.'

'You better give up.'

'You haven't got a chance, scarecrow.'

'If you're smart, you'll come out'

'with your hands tied behind your back.'

If you don't believe me, scarecrow

here it is from the lips of Army General Alvin Q. Holmsby.

[as Holmsby] Scarecrow, you owe it to your community

your state, and your country to give yourself up.

If not, well, I cannot answer for the consequences.

[as chief] Hear that, scarecrow? You've got 30 seconds.

[normal voice] Not bad, huh? Pretty impressive characters, too.

- A police chief and a general. - Yeah. C-can I try one?

Okay.

My fellow Americans

let me make one thing perfectly clear.

- Whoops! - What are you doing?

The president. Like, he's the commander in chief.

I think that's a bit too much.

[clears throat]

[as chief] Fifteen seconds, scarecrow.

Better start closing in, men.

Bring the trucks around.

[imitating truck engine]

[imitating horn honking]

'You fellas down by the grain elevator, on your toes!'

'We'll be moving in in ten seconds.'

McGarrity, where's that helicopter I ordered?

Never mind. I see it.

[imitating helicopter]

[whimpering]

Mr. Winters, like, look!

Not now. Now, I'm doing a police helicopter.

Oh. Hi there.

[imitating helicopter]

[sputtering]

Zoi-zoi-zoi... what's that word?

Zoinks!

(Mr. Winter) 'Thanks. Zoinks!'

(Shaggy) Zoinks!

[yelling]

- I think I see him. - Where?

- That's not him. - This way, gang.

(Mrs. Frickert) 'No! No! He's in there!'

My, my, if you people would stop running around

like chickens in a barnyard

I might be able to figure out who's who.

Heavens to Betsy! I think I saw him.

Consarn it, why didn't I wear my Sunday spectacles?

Whoever it is has just sneaked into the grain elevator.

- Let's go. - Wait for me!

Shh!

All clear. You can come out, Scoob.

[straining] 'Ugh! Ugh!'

Like, stuck, huh? I'll give you a hand.

[grunting]

Yeah, like, it was a little cramped in there, wasn't it?

Right.

Oh, we got to find

a better hiding place.

I'll say.

I wonder where Mr. Winters is.

- I don't know. - 'I wonder where everybody is!'

Hey, Scoob, there's a good hiding place.

This henhouse. There's room for both of us in there.

Good idea... I hope!

If that scarecrow comes around, we'll be nice and safe in here

with the rest of the chickens.

Uh, leave the door open.

If we hear the scarecrow coming

we can make a fast getaway.

Right.

Wow. I'm starved.

Like, we didn't have any dinner.

Me, too.

Is there any corn or anything

in that feed box?

Uh... nope.

Man, like, this box is what I call henpecked.

This is where we store the grain.

Whoever sneaked in here took the elevator

up to the top of the silo.

He's probably hiding on the catwalk.

I'll press the button, Mrs. Frickert

and we'll go up after him.

Too dark up there. Wait here.

I'll go fetch a lantern.

Jeepers! Talk about a spooky place.

You can say that again. Ick!

Oh, that Vernon.

It ain't bad enough him posing as a scarecrow

'now he went and left the chicken coop open.'

- Uh, what was that? - I don't know.

Somebody walked by. Didn't see us anyway.

Scoob, I'm hungry. Like, I just got to find something to eat.

(Scooby-doo) Yeah.

I know. Eggs.

Uh, where?

I mean, like, if we can wake up these chickens

maybe they'll lay some eggs for us.

Right. Rise and shine!

(Shaggy) 'Hold it! Hold it with that "rise and shine."'

The scarecrow might be around.

We gotta wake them in a way so nobody will know we're here.

Uh, I got it.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

[clucking]

Uh-oh. Like, what did I do?

Like, wow!

This racket's gonna call

the scarecrow's attention to the coop.

We better split, Scoob!

Yipe! Oh-oh-oh. Somebody's locked us in!

- Huh? Uh-oh. - I'll help you.

Like, we got to get out of here fast.

[elevator whirring]

[gasps] There's somebody on the other side!

Like, ouch! Oh, I broke my fingernail.

Hey! Hey, there's something in there!

It's a tin box. Like, wow!

I thought these things were made in factories.

I didn't know they grew underground.

Open it. What is it?

Oh, I think it's food. I'll taste it. Hey!

Yeah. Hey!

Hey, what are you, a chicken or a hog?

Get away.

Oh, oh, oh, he ate them all

and, like, that's not fair.

Uh-oh. Look!

Zoinks!

[clucking]

That was Grandpa Frickert's chicken feed.

The secret formula, Scoob!

[clucking]

[rumbling]

Wow! Like, look at those drumsticks!

Mm.

[clucking]

(Scooby-Doo) 'Uh-oh. You goofed.'

Yeah. Like, let this be a lesson to you, Scooby.

Never fool around with a giant chicken.

Let's move!

Like, yeow!

Somebody get this chicken off my back!

Somebody's here, alright. I can hear him moving.

Shh! We'll sneak up on him.

[instrumental music]

Yeow!

Who, who-who's that?

(Mrs. Frickert) 'Why, that's Jonathan's voice.'

Maude! It's him, the scarecrow.

- Creepers! - 'Heavens to Betsy!'

'The grain's pouring out, and he's pouring out with it.'

We'd better get down there, and fast!

[upbeat music]

(Shaggy) Like, oh!

Oh, jinkies. What do we do now, dig him out?

No. He can't stay in there. He'll come crawling out.

Yeah. Everybody keep your eyes open.

Uh-oh. Something's moving in there.

Stand back, everybody.

Well, not as far as I'm going to stand back.

Someone's got to stay close to grab him.

Zoinks. Oh, what hit me?

Only about 20 tons of grain.

Where's the giant chicken?

Giant chicken?

Whew! I think the grain sprained his brain.

Look! Someone else is coming out!

That chicken is almost as big as this chicken.

Bye.

They've found the formula!

Don't let that pile of poultry get away.

There's enough there to run my chicken stand for a year.

Come on!

[upbeat music]

Got you, you big, fat fowl!

Whee! My crickets, I've invented a new sport.

Chicken skiing. Whoo-pee!

Whoops!

(Fred) Stop!

That bird's too fast for us.

We need wheels. To the mystery machine!

Hang on, chickie.

I'm gonna take this bike

through the sound barrier.

vroom vroom

[upbeat music]

Jonathan, how did you get in there?

Never mind that. How am I gonna get out?

Just hang on. We're going after that big old bird.

'Watch out for this... bump!'

Why don't Scooby and the scarecrow jump off?

The chicken's running too fast.

Jinkies! I think the chicken's getting smaller.

M-m-m-my c-c-c-crickets, J-J-J-Jonathan

w-w-w-w-we're g-g-g-gaining on them.

F-f-f-f-fine.

If we p-p-pass a d-d-dentist's office

will you let me off?

I think my teeth are loose.

Fred, you can head them off at the crossing.

Will do.

Get out! Quick!

Uh-oh. Better stop this machine.

I guess this is the brake.

Jonathan, you're always in such a hurry.

thud

Girls, you've just caught the best act

in show business.

I've got a good mind to fire you, Vernon.

You're a real troublemaker.

You know what you did, Vernon?

You left the chicken coop open.

Vernon? How dare you mistake me for Vernon.

Huh? Well, let's find out who you are, Mr. Scarecrow.

(Mrs. Frickert) 'Well, snap my garters.'

It's the banker, Simon Shaky.

Now, why did you go and cause all this to-do, Simon?

To prevent you from opening your chicken stands, Maude.

I was going to find the secret formula

and open my own chicken stands

'but those durn kids came along'

'and threw a monkey wrench into my plans.'

[vehicle approaching]

Vernon, where were you when we needed you?

Sorry, Mrs. Frickert.

Things was getting too mixed up for me.

That's about the smartest dumb thing you ever did.

And that was the smartest dumb thing you ever did, Simon.

The secret formula don't work anyhow. It wears off.

'Too bad you won't be around for my rock festival.'

Hey, like, he'll be having his own rock festival...

...on a rock pile.

[laughing]

Look, the sun's coming up.

'Why aren't the roosters crowing?'

Scooby-dooby-doo!

Very funny dog. Just keep him out of show business, okay?

[all laughing]

[theme song]

Huh?

- Hey, Scooby! - Huh?

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo looking for you ♪

♪ Scooby Scooby-Doo where are you? ♪

Over here.

♪ All the stars are here ♪

♪ Waiting for you ♪

♪ Couldn't have a show without ya ♪

♪ Scooby Scoobity-doo ♪

[instrumental music]

♪ Na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na na na ♪

♪ Scooby Scoobity-doo ♪

(all) Hey, Scooby!

(Shaggy) Where are you?

(Scooby) Over here.