Original subtitles

(Fred)

connected to a counterweight'

'Then, a system of pulleys

looped through that tree

and this flagpole

will drag that hot dog cart..

- Hot dogs?

- Stay with me, Scoob.

Nobody's with you, Fred.

It is a pretty complicated trap.

That's exactly

why it will work.

[sighing]

I'm all alone out here.

Sometimes, it's like

[snarling]

Zoinks! Ha ha!

It's the piranha-goat!

And we've got him right

where we want him.

[grunting]

- Hey, what's wrong - with this thing?

[bleating]

Fred, he's getting away!

[siren blaring]

Going somewhere,

piranha-goat?

Bu-uh-uh-sted.

Good thing

Sheriff Stone showed up.

Well, you're darn tootin'.

- I've told you kids - a thousand times

you leave the crime busting

to the crime-busters.

Piranha-goat,

you're coming with me.

Huh?

[rattling]

- Ooh, my trap's working.

- Uh-oh.

[gasping]

[grunting]

[screaming]

Told you it would work.

La-aay-ter.

[electricity crackling]

[chuckling]

[neighing]

[all gasping]

[bleating]

thud

[chuckling]

[chuckling]

See you around, sheriff.

[crackling]

It can't be.

Dead Justice... he's returned.

[theme music]

[music continues]

(Scooby)

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

Sheriff,

who is this Dead Justice guy?

Only the greatest lawman

ever to clean up

the streets of Crystal Cove.

And my number three

personal hero

- right behind myself - and the mayor.

Hmm. Never heard of him.

He's been dead

for over 100 years.

Well, that's probably why.

Ick. Oystery shells.

The seafood littering in

this town is out of control.

Ugh. Am I swelling

from my allergies, Fred?

Daphne, to me,

you can never look too swollen.

[groaning]

- It's a good thing - he showed up when he did.

- Piranha-goat almost got away - with the plans

- for Crystal Cove's - water supply.

Yeah, ho ho, if he had succeeded

in destroying the town's water

like, we may never

have bathed again.

We don't bathe now.

Like, quiet, Scoob.

[chuckling]

Oh.

What could be so important

as to lure Crystal Cove's

most famous lawman

back from the great beyond?

Oh, I don't know.

Maybe he's here to actually try

and solve some crimes.

No, that can't be it.

- Heck, - I've won the Crimey.

Crystal Cove's Crimestopper

Of The Year award, 27 times.

There's only one lawman here

and his name is

Sheriff Bronson Stone.

[snoring]

Ohh.

[humming]

[screaming]

Hey, what the..

[grunting]

[alarm ringing]

[grunting]

Oof!

[chuckling]

[tires squealing]

[chuckling]

And I'll say it again.

If I haven't

already friended you

'it's not going to happen'

'so please stop

with the poking.'

Hey, sheriff.

Now, don't be nervous.

This is going to be your year.

I can feel it.

Bucky, I'm not nervous.

Every year is my year.

- I just want to get this over - with, so I can catch a movie.

You want to see a movie?

Check this out.

I made you a little flipbook

to commemorate today.

Spoiler alert,

you win the award again.

Bucky, go get me

some cotton candy.

Oh, yes, sir, sheriff.

I'll make sure

it's extra fluffy!

Think maybe we'll be up there

someday winning a Crimey?

Not a doubt, Freddy.

I believe in you.

Always have.

My fellow Crystal Covians.

Thank you for coming out

for the 215th

Crimestopper Of The Year awards.

May I have the envelope, please?

And this year's Crimestopper

Of The Year is..

Dead Justice!

[all gasping]

- Like, I didn't even know - he was eligible.

- You know, - being dead and all.

I'm speechless.

[Dead Justice laughing]

[screaming]

Trophies is for sissy folk.

I'm just doing my job

which is more than I can say

for useless Sheriff Stone.

[gunshot]

[exclaiming]

I ain't in this game

for a pat on the back.

I'm in it for justice!

Hey-ho, Greg!

His horse's name is Greg?

[whinnying]

[chuckling]

Forget crime stopping.

Frolicking milk made peanuts

that is show-stopping!

[crowd cheering]

Mayor! You can't give

the award to him!

He ain't even alive!

Never stopped me

from giving it to you before.

[chuckling]

That was a joke at your expense.

Sheriff! I got you

cotton candy! Did you win?

What is going on

with these oyster shells?

This is a parking lot,

not a raw bar!

- Hmm, these are just - like the ones

we found in front of City Hall.

Something smells fishy.

Uh, guys?

Where'd you get those?

Like, from that dude

in the white jean jacket.

[rock music]

Who is that?

Uh, he's a local crime nut

who calls himself

"The Night Ranger."

He writes a blog about

how much he doesn't like me.

The feeling is mutual,

but I, unlike that weirdo

keep my blogs

to myself.

[music continues]

Does anything about that guy

strike you as odd?

So many things.

[music continues]

So, like, if this

Night Ranger turns out

- to have something to do - with Dead Justice

does that mean we have

to give back our oysters?

No way.

Finders keepers.

Maybe you can ask him

yourself. Look.

[tires squealing]

Didn't anyone ever tell you

that curiosity can get you dead?

[gunshot]

[squealing]

[all gasping]

I'm the only lawman

in Crystal Cove.

Stop your snooping.

And what if we don't?

Then the next time

I see you

I shoot to kill.

[chuckling]

[chuckling]

[whinnying]

[laughing hysterically]

- (Fred) - 'Come on, gang.'

- I think it's time we had - a little chat

with Sheriff Stone.

Are you sure about this?

Sheriff Stone doesn't

exactly like us.

click

We don't have a choice.

- He's the biggest - Dead Justice fan in town.

- (Ruby) - 'Hold it right there.'

What do you trespassers want?

We're here to see the sheriff.

Sheriff's in bed.

It's about Dead Justice.

We think somebody is trying

to make the sheriff look bad.

Hey, that's

what I've been telling him.

Sheriff, you got visitors.

- (Stone) - 'Who is it?'

Bunch of teenagers

and a dog.

- (Stone) - 'Tell them to go away.'

Sheriff Bronson Stone,

mind your manners.

So sorry about this.

He's been a cranky-pants

ever since he didn't

win this year's Crimey.

Mom!

Play nice.

[groaning]

What do you want?

- We need you - to tell us everything

you know about Dead Justice.

What's the point?

I mean, when your hero thinks

you're the worst lawman in

the history of Crystal Cove

there isn't much more to say.

- But as long as you're here, - I guess I should

start at the beginning.

[piano music]

(Stone)

came to town

Before Dead Justice

Crystal Cove was a den

of iniquity and lawlessness.

Injustice reigned.

Well, then, one day,

a left-handed gunslinger

named Iron Will Williamson

rode into Crystal Cove.

Iron Will decided

right then and there

that he was going to clean up

this town, no matter what.

[spurs jangling]

[gunshots]

[gunshots]

Townsfolk made him sheriff

and gave him the nickname

'Dead Justice."

But there was one thorn

Dead Justice

just couldn't get

out of his side.

boom

[whinnying]

His name was

Nitro Wizinski.

Dead justice vowed he would go

to the ends of the earth

to bring Nitro down.

And that's exactly

what he did.

[whinnying]

[whinnying]

- Dead Justice slapped - the cuffs on Nitro

as they both sank

into a lake of molten fire.

[piano music]

And that was the last anyone

ever saw of Dead Justice.

Until now.

Just had to bring

that up again, didn't you?

Wait.

Dead Justice was a lefty?

- Uh, duh. - Everyone knows that.

It's Dead Justice 101.

Well, the ghost who just shot

at us fired with his right hand.

Then that ain't

no real Dead Justice..

or my name isn't

Sheriff Bronson Stone!

Doesn't the Night Ranger

shuck with his right hand?

Hmm.

[rock music]

Scooby-Doo's right.

- Then let's go - check him out.

- I call shotgun!

- What?

But the front seat is

my special place beside..

Fred?

[instrumental music]

Alright. Let's split up

and look for clues.

- Ouch.

- Ooh! Stupid chin-up bars.

Jeepers.

This guy is really

into Mankinis.

Like, dudes,

what's with all this hay?

- Horses eat hay.

- Dead Justice has a horse.

[vehicle approaching]

Night Ranger.

Quick, everybody. Hide.

[door opening]

[rock music]

Urgh. Why did he have

to take his shirt off?

- At least we know - what the hay was for.

- Doesn't matter. - The Night Ranger's Dead Justice.

- I'm sure of it.

- 'No, he ain't.'

Yes, he is.

- 'No, he ain't!'

- Yes, he is.

[Dead Justice laughing]

Zoinks! Hoo-hoo!

Like, no he ain't!

I warned ya.

Now, I'm gonna kill you.

Sheriff Stone,

you're the worst lawman

- this side of heaven - and Hades.

And trust me,

I've been to both.

Now, that's just mean.

Time to hand over

your badge.

[rock music]

thud

[gunshots]

Guys, run!

[gunshots]

Night Ranger!

You saved us!

[rock music]

- Doesn't say much, - does he?

He must save it all

for his blog.

Stupid blog.

Where did Dead Justice go?

Dimpled Panamanian gargoyles,

Fred. What is going on?

Dad, what are you

doing here?

- Well, I was looking for - the sheriff, actually.

- Have you changed your mind - about the Crimey?

Better. You're fired.

- (All) - What?

No, no, no.

I'm not finished.

Effective immediately,

Dead Justice will be heading up

the Crystal Cove PD.

- But it isn't - Sheriff Stone's fault.

- Dead Justice is - the bad guy here.

I'll be taking that badge.

You can take my badge

but I'll always be

Sheriff Bronson Stone

as it's my name

that my mama gave me

when I was born.

Wait. Like,

your first name is "Sheriff?"

Mama, she planned ahead

and this is gonna break

her-her teeny, tiny heart.

[sobbing]

Sheriff Stone, wait!

[Dead Justice laughing]

Hi-ho, Greg.

[chuckling]

Mayor Jones,

you're making a mistake.

I don't think so.

- Do you know - how much I have to pay

our new dead sheriff?

Nothing. Ghosts don't

need money. It's politics 101.

I'm gonna save a fortune on

healthcare, bullets,

bloodstain removal.

This is unfair.

We owe it to the sheriff

to solve this mystery.

[Sheriff sobbing]

- Bucky, do you know - where we could find the sheriff?

His mom said

he would be here.

I wasn't supposed

to tell anyone this

but Sheriff Stone took a new job

at the Clam Cabin.

- That's perfect! - Ahh.

Like, I'm way starving.

What would you say to a banana

and clam kebab, Scoob?

I'd say nice to eat you.

[both giggling]

Oh-oh. Oh, boy.

We'll take this stuff

to Sheriff Stone.

Thanks. I have to get this

office ready for Dead Justice..

Uh, I mean, Sheriff Justice.

[sniffling]

[sobbing]

Just back away slowly.

[sobbing]

If the Night Ranger

isn't Dead Justice, then who is?

Time to come up

with a new list of suspects.

Guys, I think

I found something.

Does that mean we don't get

to go to the Clam Cabin?

No, it means

we need to get there fast.

[tires screeching]

- Sheriff? - No one here by that name.

- I'm Baghead, - the new assistant shucker.

[sighing]

- Something I can shuck - for you kids?

Dead Justice is a fraud,

and we can prove it.

- But we need - Sheriff Stone's help.

Know where we can find him?

It's me, guys,

Sheriff Bronson Stone.

Like, no kidding.

- You really think - we can prove who's behind

this Dead Justice business?

Yep, and I know how.

[explosion]

[neighing]

Nobody robs a bank in my town

and gets away with it.

[chuckling]

Nice to see you again,

Dead Justice.

It can't be.

Nitro Wizinski?

But you're dead.

Yeah?

Well, so are you.

Ah.

- What's the matter, - Dead Justice?

You look like

you've seen a ghost.

Get away from me!

[neighing]

Whoa!

[Nitro laughing]

[gasping]

Not so tough now,

is ya?

boom

[all screaming]

Whoa!

Oof!

You're busted, dude.

[chuckling]

Not yet.

He's getting away!

Relax. I got this.

[grunting]

Oh, you got to be kidding me.

[groaning]

[grunting]

Time to reveal

who Dead Justice really is.

[gasping]

- (all) - Deputy Bucky?

What?

Bucky, you were like

a father to me!

You're 20 years older than me!

There's no proof of that.

Why'd you do it?

Sheriff,

I think we can explain.

(Velma)

just a deputy.

Bucky was tired of being

- He craved the power - and prestige

of the sheriff's office.

(Fred)

of his promotion exams.

Bucky failed every one

- But it wasn't just his grades - that got me thinking.

- (Shaggy) - Like, Bucky's a doodler

- and his drawings looked - an awful lot like

Dead Justice's

demon bullets.

[screeching]

(Velma)

as the ghost of Dead Justice

Bucky disguised himself

and chased down

the town's most wanted.

- (Daphne) - He knew nothing would

hurt Sheriff Stone

more than losing his job

to his hero.

- The only thing - I don't understand is

- how he created - those bullets.

CGI.

It's all CGI these days.

'I programmed a laser pointer

to simulate the animation.'

Much as I hate to admit it,

I owe you kids one.

Huh? Eh.

People of Crystal Cove

there's a new,

old, new sheriff in town.

[cheering]

Thanks, Mayor Jones.

And uh..

- ...thanks for giving me - a raise.

Raise? What raise?

- An hour ago, - your job was free.

Don't think I won't find another

undead lawman if I have to.

[chuckling]

You're joking, right?

You know, dad, Bucky would

have gotten away with it

if it hadn't have been

for us meddling kids.

Maybe a little thank you

might be, uh..

Uh, that's great, Fred.

- Listen, I'm late - for a work meeting.

But work's that way.

Why do I even bother?

He cares, Fred,

in his own way.

- (Fred) - 'I don't know, Daph.'

- Sometimes, - when I look around

the only one I see

at my side is you.

- And that's - just where I belong

riding shotgun

with my guy.

Yeah. You do.

And I don't want anyone

to ever take your place.

- [gasping] - Wha-what are you doing?

Daphne, will you ride shotgun

with me forever?

- I.. - Are you..

Oh, wow.

- Am I having a rush of blood - to my head

making me hear things?

- Or maybe this onion ring is - actually calamari

- and my allergies are causing - my brain to swell.

Your brain looks

fine from here.

So, is that a "yes?"

- If you're asking me - to marry you..

Oh, Freddy, yes.

You trapped me at hello.

Mmm.

- You mean after we graduate, - right?

Uh, I don't know

what that is, but sure.

Whatever you say.

[rock music]

[theme music]

[music continues]