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[wolf howls]

[gasps]

[growling]

[growls]

[dramatic music]

[thunder]

Darling, why did you

go out there?

I was hoping we could escape

make our way to Schaffhausen

find other humans, try to...

Shh. Just rest.

I'll get a bandage.

No. A zombie bite..

There's nothing that

can be done for me now.

Already I feel myself changing

becoming like them!

Don't say that. You'll be fine.

We'll just use more antiseptic.

Aah!

[groans]

Promise me,

promise me you'll bolt the door

and never let me in.

- No. I-I...

- You can't let me in.

No matter how much

I scream and wail

you mustn't let me in!

No! You'll be fine. You'll see.

[growls]

[screams]

Get out. Get out!

Bolt the door, now!

- Rah!

- Aah!

[shudders]

- (Vincent) - 'I was just kidding before.'

Seriously, I think I..

left the burners

in the kitchen on.

Weena!

Let me in.

Let me..

'...in!'

[knocking]

- (Vincent on TV) - 'Let me in.'

'Let me in!'

[knocking]

[dramatic music]

(both)

Yikes!

Hello.

[thunder]

[theme music]

[music continues]

(Scooby)

Scooby-dooby-doo!

[crickets chirping]

[dramatic music]

Like, don't eat

our brains, Mr. Zombie.

They're not very good.

Whatever are you talking about?

Oh! How charming.

You're watching

one of my old pictures.

"Me, Zombie."

Not a bad performance

by myself, as I recall.

But that actress was always

forgetting her lines

and her breath

reeked of scallions.

- (both) - Huh?

Like, I don't believe it.

You're Vincent Van Ghoul.

The movie star.

In the flesh.

Congratulations, boys.

You won.

- (both) - Won what?

The "Have dinner

with Vincent Van Ghoul"

essay contest.

Like, we entered months ago.

I totally forgot.

Your essay was inspiring.

"Like, having dinner with,

like, Vincent Van Ghoul

- "at his house would be, - like, the most coolest thing

"in, like, the whole, like,

history of cool things, like."

Rarely have words

stirred me to such emotion.

Like, how 'bout that,

Scooby, old pal?

Out of thousands of entries,

our essay was the best.

Well, there weren't

exactly thousands, just two

- yours and one - from an Eskimo boy

who wrote

the whole thing in Inuit.

Well, time to go.

Our chariot awaits.

I've been cooking all day.

We mustn't tarry.

I don't want

the fondue to get lumpy.

[dramatic music]

[gasps]

Your chariot's a, a..

A hearse?

I wouldn't be caught dead

in anything else.

[laughing wildly]

[wolf howls]

I didn't know

it was gonna rain.

Oh, it always rains at my house.

Special effects.

[thunder]

- (Vincent) - 'I had it installed years ago.'

I can't sleep a wink without it.

[thunder]

(both)

Oh!

[instrumental music]

Blehh.

hee hee hee

[music continues]

Welcome to Casa de Ghoul.

Oh, dear. I almost forgot.

[instrumental music]

[creaks]

We should be quite safe now.

Safe? From what?

Mm, stuff.

What's that? Did someone say,

"Fondue's ready"?

I don't think so.

No, no. I was just trying

to lighten the..

Never mind. Let's just eat.

[instrumental music]

This fonduey stuff is great.

[slurping]

Delicious!

It's nice to share

an enjoyable evening.

after all the strange things

- that have been - happening around here.

Like what?

I don't want to talk about it.

- Mm. Okay.

- Oh, very well.

A few days ago,

I got the distinct impression

that I wasn't alone

in this house.

There are others here

lurking in the shadows.

I know it sounds incredible,

but somehow

somehow the monsters

I've portrayed in my movies

have come to life!

They're here in this house..

alive!

'You don't know

what it's been like'

living in fear

that I'll open a door and..

[growls]

Aah!

- (both) - Yipe!

[whimpers]

Zoinks, it's the mutant bee

from your movie

"The mutant bee"!

Run for your life!

buzz

No!

[dramatic music]

[growls]

- (Shaggy) - 'It's Dr. Phobos!'

from "The Repellant Dr. Phobos!"

[raspy breathing]

Raah!

Go up stairs! Quickly!

[saw whirring]

- (Shaggy) - 'It's Professor Jantzen'

from "The Castle

Of Gummy Discharge!"

[laughs]

[dramatic music]

Uhh! We're trapped!

[whirring]

- Isn't this scary?

- Yeah!

[whimpering]

[chuckles]

Oh!

That wasn't supposed to happen.

Raah!

buzz

[crack]

Whaah! Unh.

Yaah!

Aah!

Like, what movie

is that thing from?

I have no idea.

I am Nightfright.

Time for you to die.

[shuddering]

[thundering]

[shuddering]

[growls]

Yaii!

[all whimper]

- (Shaggy) - 'Hurry, Scoob!'

[snarling]

[whimpering]

Hurry.

Raah!

[dramatic music]

There were only supposed

to be three monsters.

What are you talking about?

The others were fake, actors.

I was just having a bit

of fun with you, but this one..

[snarling]

Is real!

Yaah!

The closet.

thud

This way.

It's a secret passage.

I had it built

so I could scare my guests

and get to the kitchen faster.

[instrumental music]

Invalid code?

That's impossible!

[instrumental music]

Open up!

We're trapped.

Bill, get us out here.

Help. Help!

Like, who are you talking to?

- The director.

- The director?

- There are cameras - all over the house.

You're on my TV show.

(both)

Um, what TV show?

"Ghoulish Dinners

With Vincent Van Ghoul."

- I make gourmet dinners - for guests

- then scare - the niblets out of them.

Only, something's gone wrong!

There's

a real monster chasing us!

Help!

What is he doing?

- Why isn't - he following the script?

Maybe he's improvising.

Rahhr! I am Nightfright.

Scream! Scream!

Time for you to die!

[all scream]

[dramatic music]

The library!

Rahhr!

thud

[grunts]

[growls]

What is that thing?

Not one of the actors we hired.

- Get them out of there! - We can't.

The keypad to open the security

doors is inside the house.

[grunting]

We're trapped. No way out.

No way for anyone

to get in and rescue us.

- I think I know who could try.

- Me, too.

Call Mystery Incorporated.

(man on TV)

of Klezmer music as we are'

'If you're as big a fan

then make a pledge..

[phone rings]

Hello. What?

[owl hoots]

This is ridiculous.

We've been waiting

over two hours.

I'm starving.

- I know. I can hear - your tummy gurgling.

- For a second, - I thought alien larva

might have hatched

in your belly.

[cell phone rings]

Hello.

Ah, your table's ready.

Finally!

Holy smokes.

We'll be right there.

- Come on, Daphne. - There's trouble.

But..

Your tummy's gurgling.

[engine revving]

- (Bill) - 'The creature stopped attacking

just before you came.'

- It's hiding - somewhere in the house.

- We've tried to find it - with the cameras, but..

You sure there's no way

we can get in there?

- Place is sealed tighter - than a red nose on a fat clown.

Maybe not.

I downloaded the house's

building records from City Hall.

An electrical conduit runs

from the basement

goes under the yard, and leads

to an emergency generator.

It's a tight fit

- but we might be able - to crawl through.

I wouldn't do that.

All those cables,

you could get electrocuted.

- Oh, what do you know? - You're just a PA.

- Mind your own business. - Oh, and, uh, get me a doughnut.

Mmm. A doughnut.

Well, we have to do something.

I say we give it a shot.

[instrumental music]

- (Fred) - 'That's weird.'

Looks like somebody's already

opened up the access panel.

[whimpering]

It's back.

[dramatic music]

[whimpering]

- (Shaggy) - 'Yikes!'

We better hurry.

We're comin', guys!

- Scoob! - I am Nightfright.

Scream. Scream!

Time for you to die.

Yaah!

Huh?

Uh-oh.

Yaah!

- (Fred) - 'Shaggy! Scooby!'

We're coming!

You guys alright?

Yeah. We knew

you'd find a way in.

We did?

Like, no one told me.

Where is that thing?

- It fled - when it heard you coming.

And a good thing too because,

all this excitement

has made me need to tinkle.

Alright, then.

Now's our chance!

[dramatic music]

I am Nightfright.

Scream. Scream.

Time for you...

My bedroom, it's our only hope.

For you to die!

[dramatic music]

[galloping]

- We're never going - to make it out of here alive.

Never! Never! Ooh!

[creaking]

- I don't hear anything - out there anymore.

- Maybe it left. - It's toying with us.

It's the oldest trick

in horror films.

The monster pretends to go away.

You open the door and then

it rips you to pieces!

What have I done

to deserve this?

- I was just trying - to make a comeback.

'Have people

care about me again.'

We care about you,

Mr. Van Ghoul.

Only you

and one lonely

little Eskimo boy.

That's not true.

You are a big star.

You must be asked

to be in movies all the time.

Nothing but bit parts

in terrible pictures.

[sighs]

"Night Of The Gassy Frog."

They wanted me

to play the role of gas.

[stomach gurgling]

Aah! The creature's back!

No. It's just my stomach.

Happen to have anything to eat?

'Fraid not.

This one doesn't sound so bad.

"Scream, Scream,

Time For You To Die."

Oh, yes. "Nightfright."

I remember that character.

I initially agreed to be in it

but I had to pull out when

the reality TV show came up.

Wait a minute. Read that again.

"Scream, Scream,

Time For You To Die."

- That's what - that thing keeps saying.

Nightfright. Same name

of the monster in the script.

That's not all,

I've been watching

the footage of the creature

the director gave me.

Look at this.

Nothing unusual about that.

It's just trying

to hit its mark for the camera.

All actors do that.

Only, it's not an actor.

Well, gang, time to find out

what we're dealing with.

Hey, I can build a really cool

trap out of all this stuff.

Trap?

What are you talking about?

We can't stay in here

the rest of our lives.

We have to capture it.

That's what the hero

in horror films says

right before the creature

rips him to pieces.

Absolutely not.

I forbid it and that's final.

[thunder]

It'll never work.

I'm too frightened.

That's just what it wants.

It keeps telling us to scream.

It wants us to be scared.

That's why you can't be.

- Confuse it. - Act like there's nothing wrong.

- Then lead it back here - for the trap.

No. No. It'll never

believe I'm not scared.

Mr. Van Ghoul, you are the best

actor in the world.

It will believe it.

Thank you, Scooby.

Shaggy.

Good luck.

[instrumental music]

I feel another tinkle

coming on.

I think I already did.

(both)

Eww.

- Ah!

- I am Nightfright.

Scream. Scream.

Time for you to die!

- You're a trained thespian, - Vincent.

Remember your craft.

Oh, hello there.

Nice to see you again.

Don't mind us.

We're just stretching our legs.

So I told Mr. Demille that if he

wanted me to do the picture

then my part

had to be rewritten.

thud

I am Nightfright.

Yes. So you said.

Excuse us.

Demille was furious with me.

Did I care? No.

I stuck to my guns.

I am Nightfright!

Scream! Scream!

Oh, I'm going to have

to charge you for that.

What do you say we head back?

[whimpers]

Anyway,

Demille called my agent

- threatened to fire me - off the picture.

Can you imagine?

thud

I am Nightfright!

Please, don't interrupt.

It is rude.

So what did I do? I rewrote

the whole thing myself.

- I took it into - Demille's office.

- Threw it on his desk.. - I'm Nightfright!

Scream. I said scream!

Scream!

Well, long story short

he thought it was brilliant.

I am Nightfright!

You again?

Do me a favor.

Stand right here, would you?

Perfect.

[instrumental music]

Ohh!

[grunting]

Got him!

Ohh!

I've never been

more frightened in my life.

And I didn't tinkle.

I held it like a man.

You were brilliant!

[instrumental music]

(all)

The production assistant?

No, it's not.

It's Argus Fentonpoof.

The writer of "Scream, Scream,

Time For You To Die."

I'm both.

When you pulled out of the movie

they decided not to make it.

I went bankrupt.

I had to take a job

as a production assistant.

But why have you done this?

Well, by scaring you and

everyone watching on TV

- I was going to prove - that "Nightfright"

deserved his own horror movie.

- (Argus) - Right before

you started filming

I hid my "Nightfright"

costume in a closet.

I used the conduit to sneak in

and put the costume on.

- I paid the other actors - to pretend

to be knocked out

when I attacked.

- Of course, I couldn't let - anyone know

that I was "Nightfright."

I had to sneak out

every now and then

and get everyone coffee.

Hold it right there.

I'm Harry Shnesle Boysen

- the executive producer - of this show.

- I've been watching - the whole thing from my Jacuzzi.

I'm blown away.

Not only is your reality show

going to be a surefire hit

but I found your pathetic tale

of lost dreams inspiring.

It's gonna make a great movie.

A movie, about me?

Really?

Gee, uh, you know

none of this would have happened

without you meddling kids.

Thanks.

- Alright, let's go.

- Bye, everyone!

See you on the big screen

in ten to twenty years.

Well, all's well

that ends well.

Mr. Ghoul,

could I ask you a favor?

[stomach gurgles]

- Like, that's the first time - Daphne's eaten

more than us, huh, Scoob?

Yeah. Hee hee hee.

She really pigged out.

- (Harry) - 'You know, I've been thinkin'.'

How 'bout a TV show based

around you kids' lives?

You know, teenagers,

they drive around in a van

build traps and solve mysteries

- chase monsters - and whatnots like that.

Oh, that'd be a huge hit.

We'd call it..

"Spooky Kids With A Dog."

- (all) - Nah.

I guess you're right.

Bad idea.

- Who the heck would watch that? - Whoa!

buzz

Did someone say, "dessert"?

[laughing]

[laughing]

[giggles]

[theme music]

[music continues]

[music continues]