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♪♪

[cheering]

Yo, yo, what's up, dawgs? Welcome to Alcatraz!

Hey, anything special going down in San Francisco tomorrow?

[all] Grind Games!

[announcer] Yeah, Grind Games II.

Tomorrow, the world's best skateboarders will walk the walk.

So tonight, let's rock the Rock.

How else to get this party started

than with the skate king, Ryan Scheckler?

[crowd roaring]

[announcer] Oh! His signature move.

Ryan is ready to bring it tomorrow.

Is there any way our next boarder, Rich Gurman, can top that?

[crowd cheering]

[announcer] That's big air!

Uh, really big air.

[moaning]

[crowd screaming]

[roaring]

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

♪ We're coming after you ♪

♪ You're gonna solve that mystery ♪

♪ I see you, Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ The trail leads back to you ♪

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

♪ We're gonna follow you ♪

♪ You're gonna solve that mystery ♪

♪ We see you, Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ We're coming after you ♪

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

♪ Don't look back ♪

♪ You may find another clue ♪

♪ Scooby Snacks will be waiting here for you ♪

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

♪ We're coming after you ♪

♪ You're gonna solve that mystery ♪

♪ I see you, Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ The trail leads back to you ♪

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ What's new, Scooby-Doo? ♪

[crowd cheering]

[Daphne] Thanks for inviting us to San Francisco, Ryan.

No problem. You're gonna have a great time at the Grind Games.

[guard] Security check, folks.

Uh, sorry for the inconvenience, Mr. Scheckler.

That's fine by me. These events can attract some really weird dudes.

[giggling]

Wow. Like, free Swedish massages.

[laughs] Goodbye, stress.

There sure is a lot of security for just a skateboarding tournament.

You didn't hear about last night's attack?

Attack? What attack?

Some monster kidnapped a skater at the opening party.

- Monster? - Oh, great.

Like, just when I was stress-free.

Don't worry, guys. They beefed up security so no more wack stuff happens.

Well, we'll also keep an eye out for anything wack.

[crowd chanting] High on life, not on boards!

High on life, not on boards!

You mean like that?

Don't worry about him.

That dude is Haze Ferlinguini.

He runs this freaky group of street artists

called the Red Persons Troupe.

And they juggle and chant and stuff.

[Haze] You are all trespassing on my people's performance area.

You defile our sacred space

with your aggressive boarding and low-slung trousers.

These Grind Games must stop.

[group chanting] Grind coffee, not rear axles!

[crowd cheering, shouting]

♪♪

[announcer] Oh! Ryan Scheckler completes

a kickflip indy as time runs out.

[crowd sighs]

[exhales] Oh, man.

[Fred] Ooh. Great luck. That judge must have missed Ryan's mistake.

[chuckles] Even better luck. Cotton candy!

Greetings. I'm Julian Libris, tour guide for hire.

My personal rickshaw and boat tours of San Francisco are just a buck a minute.

Uh, thanks, friend, but we're just here to watch the skateboarding.

It's a little-known fact that the fastest speed ever recorded

on a skateboard is 63 miles per hour.

That was a freebie.

I'm doing great business with all these tourists here.

And by the way, it's a little-known fact

the first tourists came to this city in 1828.

Hey, that's two freebies.

- [crashing, shattering] - Aah!

[announcer] Lucas is on the course.

She's a top contender for the championship.

[screams]

[snarling]

[groaning]

[Lucas screams]

That must have been the same monster that Ryan described from last night.

Like, he was wrapped in more seaweed than a six-foot California roll.

It seems to me like that creature is targeting

the Grind Games competitors.

That means his next target could be Ryan.

That monster, he is the legendary San Franpsycho!

Oh, boy. Something about that name

gives me a bad feeling.

And I can also tell you where that monster comes from...

for a dollar.

He comes from right over there.

[Velma] Alcatraz.

[Julian] He was once known as the prisoner Clint Morris.

It was 1963.

Clint was feared by all,

yet he himself feared nothing.

[sirens wailing]

[dogs barking]

♪♪

[laughs]

Clint never made it to freedom.

In fact, his right hand never made it out of dangerous San Francisco Bay.

Legend has it his scar-covered ghost,

known as the San Franpsycho, still makes his home in Alcatraz.

Although I am licensed by the city to give night tours of the island,

I'm not going in there with some psycho on the loose.

I'm staying right here in my boat.

It's a little-known fact that 12 percent of all boat owners live on their boats.

There's a reason some facts are little-known.

[Daphne] How will we ever find the San Franpsycho in this huge place?

[distant roaring]

It won't be hard since the monster just found us.

[all screaming]

[snarling]

[snarling]

[both yelling

Huh?

[grunting]

[Velma] Jinkies. Everyone, come here.

Hey, this cell looks lived-in.

Correct. This appears to be the San Franpsycho's lair.

Look at this Grind Games program.

There are big red X's through pictures of the skateboarders, including Ryan.

- [Velma] Hmm. - [distant engine revving]

Wait a minute, that's Julian's boat.

[engine revving]

[laughing evilly]

Stranded on Alcatraz.

And the San Franpsycho is off to terrorize Ryan and the Grind Games.

But where's Julian? The monster must have done something to him.

Or maybe Julian is the monster.

All I know is, I've never liked dark nights on spooky prison islands.

- Me, neither. - No problem, gang.

I suspect that this strange boat-like shape under this tarp

is really a boat!

Keen logic, Freddy.

[Fred] I'm setting a course for the mainland.

Fred, that makes the fish in my sneakers happy.

[both] Huh?

[all gasp]

[all] Bail!

[Scooby-Doo] Bail. Bail.

Water. Aah!

We're doomed!

Doomed, I tell you.

Fred, look out for the rocks up ahead.

Like, those aren't rocks!

[Velma] Maybe we should have just stayed at

that nice, dark, horribly terrifying prison.

[Shaggy and Scooby whimpering]

♪♪

[both] Aah!

[both screaming]

Back off.

And try a breath mint.

We're going to make it.

Ah, irony. So we meet again.

[Shaggy and Scooby yelling]

But Ryan, that creepy beast is still out there.

Maybe the best idea is to cancel the Grind Games.

No, these games must go on.

There's a lot of tradition at stake here.

This is Grind Games II.

Isn't that judge Rutie Banez there in the body-painting booth?

[Daphne] Cool, she got a skateboarder painted on her shoulder.

[Fred] "Ryan?"

Looks like our judge has a favorite skateboarder.

Well, that sure is suspicious.

But any fan of Ryan wouldn't try to hurt his chances in the competition.

It's a little-known fact that the San Franpsycho monster is 13 years old.

Hey, pal, remember us?

Four kids and a dog waving goodbye from a deserted island of terror?

Look, the monster knocked me out, okay?

When I woke up I was back at Fisherman's Wharf,

which, by the way, was an active fishery up until 1977.

You have a knack for storytelling.

And you are interrupting my tour.

[announcer] Oh! A rare frontside flip lipslide.

Bucky is dominating the best-trick competition, baby.

Three hours and no sight of the monster.

Hey, Scoob, maybe we scared away that seaweed psycho.

[screaming]

["Doing Time" by MXPX playing]

♪ I remember times I had, some were happy some were sad ♪

♪ Memories me and my partners in crime, throwing up a thousand times ♪

♪ I got through it I feel fine, I went to school and did my time ♪

♪ In a sense I'm out, in a sense I'm free to be what I want to be ♪

♪ Fun was cartoons Saturdays, fun was staying up past eight ♪

♪ Lame was trying to fit in, lame was the wrong crowd let me in ♪

♪ I got through it, I feel fine, I went to school and did my time ♪

♪ In a sense I'm out, in a sense I'm free to be what I want to be ♪

[screaming]

♪ You gotta stick together ♪

♪ With who you are and who you know, You gotta remember ♪

♪ Where you've been and where you want to go ♪

♪ I remember times I had, some were happy some were sad ♪

♪ Memories me and my partners in crime, throwing up a thousand times ♪

- We lost him. - Wait. I see something.

Hold it right there, Haze.

It's not enough to protest against the skaters?

Now you want to sabotage the games?

Young lady, these tools are for a replacement stage

- I am forced to build for my troupe. - Why?

You'll have this space back once the games are over and they tear down this vert.

"Vert?" Vert is not a word,

and there is no vert to enlightenment.

I'm getting a very suspicious feeling.

Me, too. That guy's got San Fran-nut-ball painted all over him.

Guys, I have a new plan. Let's split up.

- New plan? - Just let it go.

[bongos playing]

[yells]

Judging by the non-melodic nature of this music,

I think we've got plenty of time to look for clues in Haze's RV.

Let's look around. There has to be something tying Haze to the monster.

Aha! Good work, Scooby.

These are all fancy costumes.

It proves that Haze could have made

the elaborate costume the San Franpsycho wears.

[squeaking]

It's Haze.

Stop right there.

You're late for the show.

I'm disappointed in you, Moss.

- Moss? - He thinks we're members

of his performance-art group.

Go, get on stage.

We've got passersby to enlighten.

Thanks for inviting me along, guys. Undercover work is so cool.

What do you call this maneuver we're doing?

Tiptoeing.

[Daphne] Where did he go?

Over there!

Good work, Ryan. Don't worry, I won't lose him again.

I lost him. Aah!

Hey, we're off the track!

[passengers screaming]

[dramatic music playing]

We have to help Fred and those innocent passengers.

I've got an idea.

Hop on, Daphne.

[Haze] Since my wayward artistes have finally shown up,

my talented troupe can now perform our grand finale.

Please let it be a disappearing act.

The human pyramid!

Why do I even hope anymore?

Behold what the mighty Egyptians once termed the pyramid.

[applauding]

- Too heavy. - Like, be cool, Scoob.

Sorry we're late, Mr. Haze, dude.

What the blazes?

[men] Whoa!

[monster laughing]

To avoid a crash, you guys will have to do

a power slide to the left.

Slidey lefty, power... No problem!

Just do what we do.

[tires screeching, honking]

Whew.

Don't panic. Just ollie to a tail stop.

[roaring]

Ten point O, Fred. Your trick was sick.

We'll talk shop later. It's monster-chasing time.

The only thing left to do is capture the San Franpsycho, and I've got a plan.

I'm pretty sure he'll show up back at the Grind Games here,

to try and harass another skateboarder tonight.

So over here, Scooby will hide behind this obstacle,

and Shaggy will pose as a competitor.

Uh-uh. No way. Not gonna happen. Bad diagram.

This box of Scooby Snax says that's a good diagram.

Like, who am I to argue with a snack box?

We'll do it.

How will making Shaggy a competitor catch the San Franpsycho, Freddy?

Here's the twist:

When Shaggy and Scooby pass me, I'll activate a very powerful magnet.

Because of his metal hand, it'll pull the San Franpsycho towards us.

So that's why you wanted me to build a helmet-mounted magnet.

You mean, you didn't ask?

[Velma] I've learned it's best not to question.

Since it's disguised to look like a skateboarding helmet,

I can blend in with the crowd.

[electricity hums]

- It works. [woman on phone] What works?

Joey, is that you?

Uh, he'll have to call you back.

Like, you got any last-second tips?

If you have a choice between falling on your head or your rear,

go with your rear.

Hey, like, I'm pretty good at...

[yelling]

[yelps]

Oh! Oh!

Aah!

[snarling]

[grunting]

[yells]

[thuds]

[Fred] I'm okay!

[yelping]

[monster screams]

You did it, Scoob. You trapped the San Fran-weirdo!

[all] Rutie Banez?

Like, why would such a big fan of Ryan

be trying to knock him out of the competition?

That was my biggest clue.

The San Franpsycho never actually went after Ryan.

She went after everyone else.

I have to give you meddling kids perfect scores. I admit it, okay?

I wanted to sabotage the games because they wouldn't let me compete.

But I would never scare Ryan. He's my idol.

So it was the judge? That's freaky.

Becoming a judge was the only way I could join the Games,

since girls aren't allowed.

What? Girls compete.

Amanda, Zoe. Zoe ripped it yesterday.

Well, then you tell me why they wouldn't let me in.

Whoops!

Wait, I, I can get this.

Aah! Aah!

Seriously, I'm good.

Like, I think you might need some practice.

Say, ten to twenty years of it.

[all laughing]

[crowd cheering]

Another amazing run by Ryan Scheckler. Let's see what our judges thought.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[theme music playing]