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* We've got it all together for a brand new show *

* Scooby-Doo is here again, away we go! *

[Shaggy] * While Scooby-Doo is running from a spooky ghost *

* Shaggy is doing what he does the most *

* C'mon get involved until the mystery is solved *

[Shaggy] * Hang around for Scooby-Doo *

Aw, heh, heh, heh, heh.

* C'mon get involved until the mystery is solved *

[Shaggy] * Hang around for Scooby-Doo *

[Shaggy] That's my pal!

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[frogs croaking, crickets chirping]

[Shaggy] You positive this is the right road, Fred?

Absolutely, Ma and Pa Skillets sent us complete directions to their Showboat restaurant.

Now we turn right at the abandoned gristmill,

left at the cemetery and right at the snake farm.

[Velma] There's nothing to worry about. We're coming to another sign.

[Fred] "Entering Hokeyfenokee Swamp."

See? We're exactly on course.

[Velma] Uh-oh, that sign also says, "Proceed at your own risk."

[gulps] Maybe we should alter course, like maybe in reverse!

Yeah, reverse!

We can't turn back now, Shag.

The Skillet's telegram said they were having big problems with the Ghost of the Gator Ghoul.

"Ghost of the... Gator Ghoul"?

[gulps]

[Velma] Relax, Scooby, I don't think you'll see any ghosts around here.

[growls, roars]

[gulps] Suddenly this black, mysterious night has become a yellow, mysterious night.

Boy, you sure do scare easily.

It's nothing but the moon shining through an opening in the tree.

[teeth chattering] You're positive?

I'm positive.

Whew!

[Shaggy] Ghosts or no ghosts,

it's sure going to be great to see Ma and Pa Skillet and Scooby-Dum again.

"Scooby-Dum"?

Hey, does Scooby know Scooby?

I mean, does Doo know Dum? I mean...

Are you kidding? Scooby-Dum is Scooby's cousin.

They haven't seen each other since they were puppies.

[howls]

Scooby-Dooby-Doo going to see Scooby-Dooby-Dum!

Yeah, and wait until you get a mouthful of Ma Skillet's Super Spicy Funky Fritters.

They're famous throughout the state of Georgia.

"Funky Fritters"? Oh!

Yep, from that you could get a four-alarm stomach.

That's why Pa Skillet invented Fenokee Fizz.

It's a better soft drink than Kookie Cola

and instantly douses a four-alarm tummy blaze.

[Velma] Hey, look, yellow light's gone.

Guess the moon must've moved back behind trees.

[growls]

- Uh-oh. - What's wrong? Why'd you stop?

I can't go any further. It's a dead end.

[gulps] Freddy, are the brakes still on?

Yeah, sure.

[chuckles] So how come we're moving?

We're on some kind of small ferry raft.

Jamming on the brakes must've released it from the shore.

[growling]

Hey, the moon's come through the trees again and...

Yikes! Look!

[growls]

[Daphne] Oh, my gosh! Did you ever see a monster like that?

[Velma] It's half-man, half-gator!

And all ghost! Yikes!

Yikes!

[Fred] It must be the Ghost of the Gator Ghoul!

[Velma] You can come out now, Shaggy, he's gone.

Too bad, Scooby and I were all set to capture him.

[chuckles]

Looks like we got a real mystery on our hands this time.

And something tells me Ma and Pa Skillet will need all the help they can get.

"Welcome to the Skillet Showboat,

home of Fenokee Fizz and the Funky Fritter."

And Scooby-Dum.

Da, da, da, dum. You called?

Scooby-Dum!

Scooby-Doo!

- Scooby-Dooby-Dum - Scooby-Dooby-Doo

- Scooby-Dooby-Dum De Dum - Scooby-Dooby-Dooby Doo

- Dooby-Dooby-Dum de dum - Dum de dum de dum de dum

- Dum de dum dum dum - Dum de dum dum dum

- Ya dum de dum dum - Do do de do

- Ya dum de dum dum - Do do de do

- Scooby-Dooby-Dum - Scooby-Dooby-Doo

[both laughing]

- Scooby-Dooby-Dum! - Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[both laughing]

[gang laughing]

Boy, they sure are glad to see each other.

[gang laughing]

I'm mighty glad you kids could make it here.

That thar gator galoot is plum near to ruining us.

Plum near, my big toe.

Another week without customers and the banks are going to foreclose their own

and take the whole showboat away from us.

Right! Since that ghoulie gator started to fritter around

folks won't come within 10 miles of here.

It breaks my heart to see all these Fenokee Fizz bottling machines

ready to go and just a sitting idle.

Haven't made a bottle or shipped a truckload in over a month.

One look at that jaw-snapping ghoul,

and every last worker just took off and quit.

That's awful! Depriving the public of Ma Skillet Funky Fritters.

Yeah! Funky Fritters!

We'll look around and keep our eyes open for clues.

"Clues"? Da da da dum.

[sniffs]

What's with him?

[laughs] Well, Scooby-Dum has one big ambition:

to be a police dog.

[Pa] He's been studying "How to be a detective in 60 lessons."

Looks like Scooby-Dum just ran into his first big case.

Yeah, a case of Fenokee Fizz. [laughs]

What a shame all these soda pop machines are just going to waste

'cause the workers got scared off.

[growls]

But no Ghoulie Gator's gonna scare us off, right?

[roaring]

It's the Gator Ghoul!

The Gator Ghoul!

The Gator Ghoul?

Oh, yeah.

Da da da dum.

Wow, Scooby-Dum's going after the ghoul.

That's what I call a brave pooch.

- Scooby-Doo. - Huh?

You sure you're related to Scooby-Dum?

Uh-huh. Aw.

[roars]

Shh.

Uh-oh, a clue right there.

Scooby-Dum found a clue. Come on, let's take a look.

What'd you find, Scooby-Dum?

Um. Oh, yeah, a footprint.

[roars]

Yikes! It's that creepy Gator Ghoul again!

Run for your lives!

[Shaggy] Oh, no! Scooby-Dum locked the control lever into high gear

and the Fenokee Fizz machine is going to explode!

Explode?

Hey, it sounds like a volcano erupting.

I can't see a thing.

I hope Scooby-Dum is all right.

Look, Scooby-Dum did it! The Gator Ghoul's turned back.

Huh, I did?

I did. [chuckles]

[Velma] Three cheers for Scooby-Dum!

Hooray!

That's what I call a super dog.

That's my Scooby-Dooby-Dum!

Aw, it was nothing. [chuckles]

I wish we could get another look at that creepy thing.

You got your wish, Velma. Look!

[Fred] It's the Gator Ghoul again.

Tarzan. [yells]

Oh, no! Poor Scooby's really flipped out.

He wants to prove he's as brave as Scooby-Dum.

[yells like Tarzan]

Whew!

Yikes!

[coughs]

[grunts]

You did it, Scoob. You got him!

I did?

[man] Doggone it! Get this stupid, miserable mutt off of me!

I did! [snickers]

Heard all the commotion. What's a going on here?

I think Super Scoob got the Ghoulie Gator.

Ghoulie Gator, my pinkie toe.

That's Simon Stingy, our dishwasher and handyman.

Gosh, Mr. Stingy. We're sorry about the mix-up.

Let me at that blasted hound!

[gulps]

I'll have him tarred and feathered and thrown to the gators!

We said we were sorry.

You didn't have to scare Scoob out of his wits.

[scoffs] That mutt's going to pay through the snout before I'm through with him.

Boy, he sure is a mean old grump.

One thing I'll say about Mr. Stingy,

he has an even temper: always mad.

I think it might be a good idea

if you tell us about anyone else who's still working for you.

Well, there's only Miss Dovely, our receptionist and bookkeeper.

Anything special we should know about her?

[Pa] Nothing special about Miss Dovely.

She's a sweet, kindly old maid with a heart of gold.

[whispering] Hush, Pa, she's a coming.

I was just about to tell the kids how your coming here to work for us

plumb saved our necks.

Correct.

After that ghoulie showed up, Miss Dovely stayed on agreeing to work for free.

It was the least I could do for people as fine as the Skillets.

??, you say

If it weren't for you loaning us money for the last bank payment,

Pa and me'd be living out in the swamp by now.

Gee, that was an awful sweet thing to do, Miss Dovely.

Ma and Pa Skillet have been like a mother and father to me.

I guess I'd do anything for them.

[Ma] For land's sake, girl.

You'll get back every last penny.

And you always have a home here with the Skillets.

- Right, Pa? - Kee-rect!

Ma and me always did hanker for a daughter of our own.

[sobbing]

You can bet your last bottle of Fenokee Fizz that that Gator Ghoul is around here somewhere.

But what's he after? Why is he haunting the Skillets?

There's Simon Stingy's cabin. Why don't we check it out?

Looks like no one's home.

[Daphne] Good idea.

Well, there's nothing but clothes in the closet.

Did you find anything, Velma?

Nothing that looks suspicious.

[Fred] Here's something strange.

Why would Stingy have this magazine called Legend of the Swamp.

[Shaggy] [gulps] I don't know, and I don't want to find out.

Come on, we'd better get back to the showboat.

If we're going to find out anything about this mystery,

we're gonna have to search every inch of this boat.

Velma, Daphne, you two look through all the cabins at that end.

I'll do my searching out on the deck where it's safer.

[growls]

Yikes!

Velma, Daphne, Fred... it's the Gator Ghoul!

Huh? Oh, yeah.

Gangway, everybody, coming through!

[growls]

Quick, get up on deck!

[growls]

No!

Look out!

Dum dum dum dum

[Fred] Look, Scooby-Dum did it again!

He saved Shaggy and Scooby from the Gator Ghoul!

Aw, shucks. It was nothing.

What were we afraid of anyway?

It's only a costume.

Yeah, costume.

- [growls] - Yikes!

It's some kind of mechanical headless alligator.

Hey, look, there's a small motor and battery inside.

This label says "Property of Beauregard Film Productions."

That's the company that shot a movie in this swamp last year.

Maybe the Gator Ghoul is some kind of mechanical monster?

No way.

They shot most of that picture around that old shack in the swamp.

Let's check it out.

Hey, there it is.

Let's go inside.

- D-Do we have to? - [Fred] Yes, we have to.

[gulps]

Yikes!

[Fred] Relax, Scoob. It's only another alligator costume.

[Daphne] Hey, what's that?

It's on Kookie Cola stationery.

Says: "To A.D. from B.B.

Set up director's meeting for final decision on Gator matter."

And it's signed, "B.B., president."

Hey, you think maybe Kookie Cola has a problem like Fenokee Fizz has?

Like, somebody to drink it?

That's us!

I'm not so sure.

I think we should keep searching for more clues.

Right, Velma, and if we split up, we'll double our chances of finding them.

Shag, you take Scooby-Doo and Scooby-Dum back to the showboat and look around.

[Shaggy] Good idea, this place gives me the creeps.

Me, too.

And besides, we can fix a little snack before we look for clues. [laughs] Huh, Scoob?

Look, someone tore some pink paper into tiny shreds.

Yeah, and the only time anyone tears paper into chunks that small,

is when it's something they wanna hide.

[Fred] Let's put them together and see what it says.

[Daphne] I think there's some pieces missing.

Can you make out what it says?

[Velma] "Notice of nation from Kola Com to ice ovel."

Jeepers, I think we need an interpreter,

like someone who can read great.

If we could just fill in the missing letters,

it might solve this whole mystery.

[Shaggy] Ten whole chili peppers, two ounces Tabasco sauce,

one pound hot pepper, four cups hot mustard.

Now, remember, Scoob, there's three of us so we have to triple everything.

The Tabasco,

the chili peppers,

[sniffs]

Hmm, scrumptious.

[machine burbling]

Man, old Ma Skillet really knows how to cook.

[all chewing]

Hmm, a teeny bit on the hot side but... [coughs]

...delicious.

Fantastic.

Fabulous.

[rattling]

Those missing pieces must be around here somewhere.

Here they are, I found them.

[Fred] Great, and I just thought of a plan that might trap that Gator Ghoul.

Come on, let's get back to the showboat.

- [moaning] - Jinkies, what's that?

It's Shaggy. He must be in trouble.

Come on!

I don't think I can eat another Funky Fritter.

OK, you had your little snack, are you ready to go to work?

Ready, willing and able.

Oops.

Wow, that Funky Fritter batter is like a super rubber band.

Yikes! My feet are frozen in Funky Britter bratter.

I mean Fratter Britter Funk... Oh!

[growling]

[grunting]

This Fritter batter's too much.

I just threw out my old plan for a new plan.

[Shaggy] Thanks, Freddy. Slipping my feet out of my sneakers was a great idea.

Now for step one of my new plan.

Hey, what's the flour shower for?

To keep you from sticking to that Fritter batter again.

Are you kidding? I wouldn't go near that flexible Funky Fritter batter again

if my life depended upon it.

[Fred] You will, and it may.

Well, at least this part of my plan works.

Just like flour-covered pizza doesn't stick to the pan

we won't stick to the Fritter batter.

There, that does it.

Now all you have to do is find the Gator Ghoul

and let him chase you through the kitchen and into the batter.

I don't know what you kids would do without me,

but I sure wish you were willing to try.

And Scooby-Doo and Scooby-Dum can help you.

[gulp] And how.

[growling]

[yelling, moaning]

That's good! That's very good!

You know, you guys really sound like a couple of houndish creatures.

[roars]

[gasps]

Fantastic! You'd make a great ventriloquist, Scoob.

Growling like that without even moving your lips.

Yikes!

Here they come!

Oh, no!

Dumb! Dumb! Dumb!

Shaggy did it again.

Help!

- [growling] - We got him.

Why does it always have to be a secret?

If you know who the Gator Ghoul is, why all the hush-hush?

In due time, my dear Shaggy. In due time.

Our first clue was this headless alligator the movie company left behind.

The Gator Ghoul used the head for a costume.

And the final clue was the scraps of torn-up paper that read:

"Notice of nation from Ko la Com to ice ovel."

That still doesn't make any sense to me.

But these missing pieces will.

See? It now reads:

"Notice of termination from Kookie Cola Company to Alice Dovely."

Miss Dovely, the Gator Ghoul? [laughs] That's ridiculous.

Miss Dovely? [laughs] It takes all kinds.

[Velma] Even a Gator Ghouless.

It would've been mine if it weren't for you nosy kids.

A few ordinary flashlight batteries gave her those eerie yellow eyes.

I reckon I'm still a might confused.

Why would sweet, kindly Miss Dovely want to go a haunting us?

This pink slip fired Miss Dovely from her job as secretary to the president of Kookie Cola.

And she had confidential information that Kookie Cola was about to buy

Pa Skillet's secret Fenokee Fizz formula.

So she was going to kill two birds with one alligator.

Right, revenge on Kookie Cola for firing her.

And by ruining Ma and Pa Skillet, she could foreclose her loan.

She's own Fenokee Fizz and sell the secret formula to Kookie Cola for a fortune.

Lucky for us Shaggy's hang up for far-out food fouled up her fortune.

I'll be danged. Bring up the sheriff, Ma.

There was enough Funky Fritter batter left for a few king-sized fritters.

[Scooby-Doo] King-sized fritters.

[Scooby-Dum] Yeah, king-sized fritters.

Hmmm, hmmm.

Shut my mouth.

[chewing]

Delicious!

Double scrumptious.

[laughing]

Shaggy, remember what you left in the fritter batter when you got your feet out?

Sure, my sneakers.

Well, Scooby just ate them.

He did? [laughs]

You know he probably thought it was sneaker-flavored bubble gum, huh?

[laughs] Right, Scooby-Dum?

Scooby-Doo. [chuckles]

Scooby-Dooby-Dum! Scooby-Dooby-Dum!

[laughing]