Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island (1998)

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[lightning crackling]

[eerie music]

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[rain pattering]

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

[lightning crackling]

[music continues]

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[lightning crackling]

[thunder rumbling]

[growling]

[all screaming]

[Shaggy] Yiii-eee!

[whimpering]

Grrr! Yikes!

[growling]

[grunting]

[growls] plonk Scooby-Doo, where are you?

[upbeat music]

[panting]

♪ Scooby-Dooby-Doo where are you? ♪

♪ We've got some work to do now ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby-Doo where are you? ♪

♪ We need some help from you now ♪

♪ Come on Scooby-Doo I see you ♪

♪ Pretendin' you've got a sliver ♪

♪ You're not foolin' me 'cause I can see ♪

♪ The way you shake and shiver ♪

♪ You know we got a mystery to solve ♪

♪ So Scooby-Doo get ready for your act ♪

♪ Don't hold back ♪

♪ 'Cause Scooby-Doo if you come through ♪

♪ You're gonna have yourself ♪

♪ A Scooby Snack ♪

♪ That's a fact ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby-Doo here are you ♪

♪ You're ready and you're willin' ♪

♪ If we can count on you Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ I know we'll catch that villain ♪♪

[dramatic music]

[metal clanking]

[grunting]

[gasps] Like, it's Mr. Beeman. The real estate agent.

Mr. Beeman?

Yeah, he was printing millions of counterfeit dollars in the basement with his printing press.

What we originally thought was mold, was really green ink.

See? Ugh!

And I would've gotten away with it too if it wasn't for that big dog and you meddling kids.

[yelps]

And that's how we solved, The Case of the Moat Monster.

One of our most frightening mysteries.

[applause]

Ooh, stories like that always give me the heebie-jeebies. Uhh!

No wonder you became a reporter.

That Moat Monster almost sliced you up like a pepperoni pizza.

And then we wouldn't have

"Coast To Coast With Daphne Blake."

Your very successful syndicated series on Americana.

Going on it's second season, I might add. I never miss it.

Thanks, Chris, you know the real reason I changed jobs was because the monsters and ghosts always turned out to be bad guys in a mask.

Got a little boring, eh?

[chuckles] No kidding.

In fact, that's why the g*ng went their separate ways.

Except for Fred and me. She means Fred Jones.

Who's now the producer and one-man crew of Daphne's show.

How about getting a shot of Freddy, guys?

[drum beat]

[Chris] Is he cute or what?

So, what's coming up for the new season?

A new series of segments called "Haunted America."

Sort of a "Ghost to Ghost with Daphne Blake?"

[chuckling] Right.

But this time, I intend to find some real haunted houses for my viewers.

Gee, it's too bad the rest of the old g*ng won't be along for the ride!

Yeah, I really miss them.

[snaps finger]

Yeah, like we really miss you too, Daphne.

[sniffling] Yeah!

Don't go away, we'll be right back with Daphne Blake.

Hey, you two. Get back to work.

Like, we're right on it, boss-man, sir.

Ruh-huh.

[Scooby sniffing]

Got somethin', Scoob?

[sniffing] Yeah. Yeah. Yeah!

[Scooby sniffing]

Aaa-atchoo!

Uh, no offense, old buddy but I think your nose might be losing it's touch.

Nah-ah.

Pretty sneaky. But they can't fool your nose.

That's right.

Like no one brings contraband food into our country with us on the job.

Yeah.

Like, let's go check it in, Scoob.

[Shaggy laughing] 'Like, is this the jackpot of jobs or what?'

[slurping]

[laughing]

[slurps] Yeah!

[Velma] 'Oh, huh, huh.'

Yes, we do carry the "Hair Raiser" series.

Number 23. "The Vampire Village?" Got it.

Number 24. "The Creepy Clown Town?" Got it.

Number 25, "Menace At Mummy Manor?" Got it.

[indistinct chatter on phone]

Yes, I'll hold them till Tuesday.

[indistinct chatter on phone]

Two weeks from Tuesday? Oh, yeah, that's fine. Bye.

[dial tone]

[sighs] Oh!

Solving mysteries was a lot more fun than selling them.

[cellphone ringing]

Mystery Inc. Bookshop.

[indistinct phone chatter]

Freddy?

Jinkies! Sounds great. Count me in.

You! Like, hi, boss.

You-you-you ate all the contraband.

[burps] Excuse me.

[laughing]

Like, untrue, boss. We didn't eat it all.

There's still a couple of Gorgonzolas left. Help yourself.

You're a couple of Gorgonzolas! You're fired!

Sheesh. Like, what a grouch?

Looks like we're unemployed again, old pal.

Yeah. Unemployed.

[crying]

[blows nose]

Like, take it easy, buddy.

Something will turn up.

So what if this was, like, the greatest gig ever?

[crying]

Like, so what if we starve?

Turn to skin and bones?

[both crying]

[telephone ringing]

Like, hello. Freddy? Zoinks!

We just caught you on the tube. Busy? Nah.

Scoob and I were just thinkin' of takin' some time off.

Oh, yeah. Yeah!

[instrumental music]

[engine rumbling]

[sighs] Sorry, I'm late, Daph. The traffic was m*rder.

Is, uh, this everything? Uh-huh.

Got the maps? Yeah.

Are you sure you haven't forgotten anything?

Heh, Fred, what is with you?

Yes, I'm sure. I'm sure.

Well, then.. Surprise!

Happy birthday, Daphne. Happy birthday, Daphne.

[all laughing]

[slurping]

[chuckles] Gosh, it's great to see you all.

I've been working so hard, I guess I forgot my own birthday.

I hope you don't mind, but I-I asked the g*ng to come along.

Oh, Freddy. This is the best birthday present ever.

It'll be just like old times.

Yeah! Rold rimes!

[slurping]

Hey, hey, easy boy. It's great to see you, too, Scoob.

Speaking of old times, look what I have for you, Scooby.

Scooby Snack! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

Like, oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

Go along, guys.

[instrumental music]

[gulps]

Hey!

I've been saving these Scooby Snacks for a long time.

[retching] Yuck!

[munching]

[gulps] Like, too long, Velma. They're stale.

Don't worry, guys, we're goin' to New Orleans for our first segment, "Haunts of Louisiana."

And New Orleans has some of the best food in the world.

And the best ghosts. I hope.

Well, let's get going.

Hold it. There's just one more thing.

[laughing] Groovy!

Perfect! Mystery Inc. is back in business.

[upbeat music]

♪ Another scary night ♪

♪ Another spooky fright ♪

♪ And you just might be in danger ♪

♪ Oh the ghost is here and it's always a fake ♪

♪ The ghost is here and there's no reason to shake ♪

♪ The ghost is here oh give us a break ♪

♪ It's fake ♪

[wolves howling at a distance]

♪ Another ghoul attack ♪

♪ She's breathing down our backs ♪

♪ So we're makin' tracks for the exit ♪

♪ Oh the ghost is here and it's a crook in a suit ♪

♪ The ghost is here and he's protecting some loot ♪

♪ The ghost is here oh give him the boot ♪

♪ He's fake ♪

♪ It doesn't matter where we go we know ♪

♪ A ghost is gonna show ♪

♪ And so we look for the bogus ♪

♪ We look for the scam ♪

♪ And every time the ghost is a sham ♪

♪ We see an eerie light ♪

♪ And if the mood is right ♪

♪ Then we just might sight a monster ♪

♪ Oh the ghost is here it's our frightening task ♪

♪ To face our fears and the creep in the mask ♪

♪ Until the ghost is here there's no reason to ask ♪

♪ He's fake ♪♪

[music continues]

[instrumental music]

[sighs] Bad guys in masks, mechanical claws magnets, hologram projectors.

Just like the good old days.

Too much like the good old days. I've got a show to do.

I need a real live ghost.

That's an oxymoron, Daph.

Doesn't anybody want a beignet?

What I want is a house that's really haunted.

I mean, there must be one somewhere in Louisiana.

There is. I work in it. Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear.

I work as a chef in a house on Moonscar Island.

A house that really is haunted.

Jinkies! My name is Lena.

Lena Dupree. Fred Jones.

This is Velma Dinkley and Daphne Blake.

Charmed.

Moonscar Island? Where is that?

It's in a bayou not far from here.

A pirate named Morgan Moonscar died on the island.

And his spirit still haunts the place.

Uh-huh. Well, no offense, Lena.

But it's probably just some guy in an old pirate suit trying to scare off the local kids.

The ghost is real. Of course, if you're too scared to go?

Scared? Me? No, I-I don't think so.

If you wanna check it out, you're welcome to come by.

I'll be leavin' as soon as I finish shoppin'.

Well, uh, we'll think about it. Well, what do you think?

What do we have to lose? It's the best lead we've had all day.

And that Lena is kinda cute. Fred!

I just meant she'd be real photogenic for our segment.

Mm. Right.

Uh, wipe your upper lip, Romeo.

[Velma] 'Jinkies! Listen to this.'

I punched up Moonscar Island on our research database.

There have been quite a few strange disappearances around that island over the years.

Sounds promising.

We'd better find Scooby and Shaggy before Lena takes off.

Where'd those guys go? Oh, that's no mystery.

Where else? To get a bite to eat.

Phew! I've made a lot of po' boy sandwiches in my time.

But this has got to be the biggest of them all!

Like, we're used to eating big meals.

Like, hey, buddy, don't hog all the hot sauce.

I see you boys like it hot.

Like, more hotter, more better, eh, Scoob?

More hotter, more better!

[gulps]

[slurps]

Like that was a lot less filling than I thought it would be.

[laughing]

[Fred] 'Hey, let's go, guys.'

We found another haunted house to investigate.

[both gasp]

[both whimpering]

Good timing, guys. Lena was just about to leave without us.

[honking]

[instrumental music]

[engines rumbling]

[music continues]

[Velma] We're getting closer.

Moonscar Island is right in the middle of the next bayou.

Sounds like a perfect place to get some good, spooky footage.

And some good Cajun cookin'!

For some reason, I'm still starved.

[munching]

Like, even these stale Scooby Snacks are beginning to taste good.

[music continues]

[honking]

h*-h*, Ms. Lena.

I see you've brought you some company, eh?

Yes, Jacques.

These folks came a long way to see a real haunted house.

Well, if they want haunted they've come to the right place.

Peoples go into that bayou, and they don't never come out.

Uh, so we understand.

[dramatic music]

[horn blaring]

Ladies first!

[instrumental music]

Like, do you sell food on this ferry? We're starved.

[gasps] I didn't know you had a dog.

Dog? Where?

Are you allergic to dogs?

No, it's just that my employer, Ms. Lenoir..

She keeps cats. Like, don't worry.

Scooby is great with cats. Right?

Huh? Oh, yeah.

[horn blaring]

[music continues]

[eerie music]

Gosh, I'd sure hate to get lost in here.

Well, way back there in the 1700s pirates used this bayou to hide from the law.

They knowed only a fool would come lookin' up in here.

And Morgan Moonscar was one of those pirates?

Oh, may yes, cher.

He was the most famous one of them.

[water bubbling]

Raggy! Ratfish! Zoinks!

Like, that's the biggest catfish I've ever seen.

[chuckles] That's probably Big Mona.

Ain't nobody never been able to catch her.

[squirts]

[laughing]

Like, guess that's one catfish who doesn't like dogs, old buddy.

Rotten ratfish.

[squirts]

[screaming]

I've got you, Scoob!

[screaming] Yikes!

[water bubbling]

[both gasp]

[growling]

Yikes! Yikes!

Oh, no! Jacques!

You've got to turn this thing around!

I'm trying, son. But she don't turn on no dime!

[gasps]

Hang on, guys!

Yikes! Yikes!

[both gulp]

[dramatic music]

[both screaming]

[Shaggy screaming]

[yelps] Shaggy!

[dramatic music]

[both gasp]

[grunting]

Yikes! Yikes!

[grunting]

[both gasping]

[gasping] L-l-like, th-thanks, m-mister.

[grunting]

Should have let the 'gators eat ya.

I can't stand tourists.

Now all your splashin' chased Big Mona away!

[Jacques] 'Oh, quit your grumblin', Snakebite.'

You ain't never caught that fish and you ain't never gonna did!

Says you! Ah!

Ooh. Not too friendly, is he?

[grunting]

Wh-what-what is that?

This here is my huntin' pig, Mojo.

Hunting pig?

He's a lot better than any hound dog.

He can smell a catfish a mile away.

[grunting]

[squirting]

[laughing]

[Snakebite] 'Lot smarter than any dog, too.'

Now, get these trespassin' tourists off my boat.

I got fishin' to do!

[groans]

[engine rumbling]

[Jacques] 'That's old Snakebite Scruggs.'

'He think the bayou is his own private preserve.'

He don't like anybody bein' in it, no.

Like, so we noticed. Suspicious character, eh, Velma?

True, but he did save you from being eaten by alligators.

Like, oh, yeah.

[dramatic music]

Moonscar Island, dead ahead.

[music continues]

[car rumbling]

And, Ms. Lena, you give my best to Ms. Lenoir, you hear, cher?

[Lena] I'll do that, Jacques. Thanks.

Ready? Follow me and hang on.

The road's a little bumpy.

[engine starting]

[dramatic music]

[all grunting]

[engines rumbling]

[music continues]

Wow! There's our haunted house.

[instrumental music]

[Daphne] Are you getting all of this, Fred?

Yep. Got it, Daph. My! Lena wasn't kidding.

This place is crawling with cats.

Rats?

[cats meowing]

Rats!

Oh-oh! Come back, Scoob!

[cats caterwauling]

[cats meowing] crash Ooh. Hey, you mutt! I just planted those!

[cats caterwauling]

Ooh! Rats!

[grunting]

Scooby, leave them alone!

[meowing]

[growling]

[clattering]

[all gasping]

Great with cats, huh?

[chuckling] Scooby-Doo, stop!

Ooh! I spent a whole week on that planter!

Whoa!

Excuse me. Gr-r-r

[caterwauling]

Oh-oh! Oh!

[gasps] Ms. Lenoir!

[meowing]

Who brought this-this dog?

Dog? Where?

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

We should have held onto him better.

I'm Daphne Blake, of "Coast To Coast."

You know, the TV show?

We do not have television on my island.

Lena, what are they doing here?

It's all my fault, Ms. Lenoir.

I heard these folks say they wanted to see a real haunted house.

So I thought-- You might show them mine?

I see. Really, Lena?

Oh, but your house is simply beautiful, Ms. Lenoir.

Isn't it, Fred? Picture perfect.

Just how old is it?

It has been in my family for generations.

It was a pepper plantation.

Some of the hottest peppers in Louisiana grow on this island.

[laughing] We've hit the proverbial chili pepper jackpot.

So, Ms. Lenoir, is your house really--

Haunted? Yes.

It is an old house with a restless spirits.

You're welcome to look around if you'd like.

Would we ever! Do you mind us taping?

No. Of course, not.

In fact, I'd be most flattered.

But you'll have to do something about your...dog.

Like food always keeps Scooby occupied.

If it will keep him from chasing my cats you're welcome to my kitchen.

Groovy! Come on, Scoob.

Oh, darn!

Uh, sorry about all the damage, Lena.

Uh, don't worry, Beau will take care of it.

Beau? Our new gardener.

Sure, I'll take care of it. Gardener!

[sniffing]

Rat food. Yuck!

[Shaggy] 'Forget the cat food, Scoob.'

There's a lot better chow in this kitchen!

Hmm, smells great. It's gumbo, isn't it?

You do know your food.

Like we've traveled the world on our stomachs.

Mind if we have a taste? Of course, not.

Let me know how you like it.

[slurping]

Like not bad, but it needs a little more spice.

Don't you think so, Scoob? slurrp-p-p Uh-huh!

These puppies ought to do the trick.

Mm, delicious lemonade, Lena. Well, thank you.

So, how long have you worked for--

[Scooby and Shaggy shouting]

[gasps] The guys!

[dramatic music]

[gulping]

[glass shattering]

[chuckles]

Ah. Like that was some hot pepper!

[Lena chuckling] 'Those are Moonscar Island peppers!'

I wasn't exaggerating when I said they were the hottest peppers in Louisiana.

With all the screaming, we thought you might've seen a ghost.

If we do, you'll be the first to know.

Sorry for the interruption, Ms. Lenoir.

Please, call me Simone.

Shall we continue our tour of the house?

Great, Ms.. Uh, Simone.

Maybe you guys should stay away from those peppers.

Right. We'll just stick with the gumbo.

'If you don't mind, Lena.' Of course, not.

I'm glad you like it. Help yourselves.

Come on. I dare you.

Uh-uh. You first.

Not chicken are you, old buddy old pal?

[instrumental music]

[shivering]

Like, that's funny.

A second ago I was on fire.

And now it's freezing!

Yeah, freezing.

Tell you what. Like, we'll split the big one.

That'll warm us up.

[scratching]

[eerie music]

Now, this is a great library, Simone--

[Scooby and Shaggy shouting]

Now, what?

Peppers? Again? Unh-unh.

Writing! Writing? What writing?

Like, ghost writing!

'See? This place is haunted.'

Wow! Fred, get a shot of that!

Jinkies!

Simone, could you come stand next to me, please?

Here we are in Ms. Simone Lenoir's kitchen where we've had our first encounter with the supernatural spirits of Moonscar mansion.

You can feel the chill in the air.

[wind howling]

Cut! Who opened a window?

Nobody! Look!

[Fred] 'Beware!'

Wow! Is this great stuff or what?

Right! Like, great!

The haunting might just be starting.

After sundown, the ghosts get more restless.

Hm, this seems pretty solid.

Keep rolling, Fred.

Maybe we'll have another ghostly manifestation.

Freddy! I'm over here!

It's Velma!

[gasps]

We've been levitated before, and there's always a magnet or wires somewhere.

No wires here, Fred.

Wow! A real case of levitation.

Whoa!

This just gets better and better.

Maybe from where you're standing.

Anybody want to try getting me down?

Sure thing. Come on, Scoob.

[thud]

Huh, nice catch, Scooby. Thanks.

You're welcome!

You can feel the chill in the air.

[wind howling]

Cut! Who opened a window?

[Daphne] Play it again, Fred.

I think I saw something. Sure.

[tape rewind]

Who opened a window?

[Daphne] 'There!'

'Could you enhance this shot?'

Yeah.

Let me darken the image a little.

Bring up the sharpness a bit and..

Hey!

[Velma] 'It looks like a ghost.'

[Lenoir] 'It is the ghost of Morgan Moonscar.'

Here, let me show you.

'This is a portrait of Morgan McReight.'

'The moon-shaped scar is why he became'

'better known as Morgan Moonscar.'

That's him alright, and he wants us out.

Like, we'd be happy to get out.

A real pirate ghost. Fabulous.

I can't thank you enough for opening your haunted house to us, Simone.

So, you're not going to heed Moonscar's threat?

Are you kidding? We don't scare that easily.

Like, we do.

Besides, it's probably just a hologram or some guy in a pirate suit.

Then why did it only show up on the tape?

That's the mystery.

But there's always a logical explanation for these things.

'Grrr!' What's that?

Like, there's a logical explanation for the growling in our stomachs. We're hungry.

And we're gonna get some food...to go. whoosh

[vessels clinking]

slurp

squeak boing chomping

[footsteps]

Like, what are you doing back here, Velma?

I wanna take another look at the wall.

What's to look at? It's pretty clear that ghost wants us out.

Come on, Scoob. Let's go.

It isn't hollow but maybe.. Hm..

There's something under here.

[crackling]

"M-A-.."

[gasps] What are you doing to my kitchen?

Jinkies. Guess I got carried away.

Bingo!

Would you mind telling me why you destroyed half my kitchen?

Yeah, Velma. Let us in on it?

Well, according to this book the Maelstrom was the name of Morgan Moonscar's pirate ship.

I am not surprised. Parts of this house are quite old.

Pieces of the pirate ship could have been used in the construction.

'Morgan Moonscar was rumored'

'to have buried treasure on the island.'

Though it was never found.

Treasure? Ah-ha! I knew it.

It's some guy disguised as a pirate ghost trying to scare everyone off the island.

[sobbing]

[panting]

Like, your turn, pal.

[gasping] slurp chomp Ah! Mmh. slurp

[whimpers]

[huffing]

Zoinks. Like don't use my sandwich to wash it down.

Eat some of that Creole potato salad.

[crunching]

[meowing]

[intense music]

Rats.

[growling]

[cats meowing]

Like, come back, Scoob!

That grouchy gardener isn't gonna be happy about this.

[cats meowing]

[nails screeching]

[cats sniggering] pop ribbit

[whimpers]

[snap]

[cats sniggering]

[grunting] thud

[huffing] snap

[accordion music]

[cats meowing]

[growling]

[cats caterwauling]

[panting] Come back, Scoob!

Oh, man, I can't pass up a hot opportunity like this.

[cats meowing]

[gasps]

[burbling]

Hey. You scared away, Big Mona.

Sorry.

Darn tourist. Get him, Mojo.

[grunting]

Uh-oh.

[grunting]

Yikes!

[intense music]

Like, what's the matter, Scoob?

Not afraid of a few cats, are you?

No, Rojo. Rojo?

Zoinks. You mean Mojo!

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

Whoa. Whoa. thud

[grunting]

Zoinks. How humiliating.

Chased into a hole by one-third of a BLT.

[grunting]

[grunting] Like, hang on.

I'll have us out in a sec.

I hope so.

[groaning]

[screams]

[clattering]

[groans]

[both] 'Yikes.' swoosh

[eerie music]

Like, w-what's going on?

Yikes, I don't know!

[swooshing]

[whimpering]

[whooshing]

[whimpering]

[growling]

[screaming]

Gee.

Ah!

[growling]

Aye-e. Shaggy?

[teeth clattering]

Yikes.

[grunting]

Yikes! Aah!

[grunting]

[screaming]

[growling]

thud Like, are we glad to see you!

What are you doing out here ruining more of my flower beds?

If you wanna plant something like, there's a dead guy following us.

Yeah. Dead guy.

Huh, incredibly.. Where? I don't see anything.

[leaves ruffling]

[gasping]

What's going on, guys?

We could hear you screaming all the way to the house.

Oh, it's you guys. Like, it was horrible.

That pirate Moonscar was like nothing but bones.

'And then, and then, he got worse, like a zombie!'

Oh, dear. Where did all this happen?

Well, there's nothing here now. Are you sure you saw a zombie?

Like, we know a zombie when we see one.

Yeah. Zombie.

And then we ran into him.

[birds chirping]

What were you doing out here?

[grumbling] I was doing my, my job.

I was doing some planting, got thirsty, went to get a drink and came back to find these two.

Hm, what are you planting, elephants?

That hole is huge.

[instrumental music]

[gardener muttering]

There's something suspicious about that gardener.

Yeah, he is suspicious but he is kind of cute.

Well, if we're all through here maybe we should get going.

Like, that's a great idea, Fred.

Get going? No way.

This place gets more interesting by the minute.

But it is getting close to sunset.

And the ferry doesn't run at night.

Like, we do.

We have plenty of rooms.

You could stay for the night.

Really?

Oh, I couldn't let you leave without offering some of our famous southern hospitality.

That is, if Lena doesn't mind some extra guests.

Oh, sure thing, Ms. Lenoir. I'll start dinner.

Dinner? Like, why didn't you say so?

[instrumental music]

[owl hooting]

And this is your room. I hope you'll both be comfortable.

Thanks, Lena. Like, what time's dinner?

[chuckles] Well, I have never met a pair who ate so much.

Like, being in a state of constant terror makes us constantly hungry.

Yeah, ronstantly.

Your room is this way, Fred.

[country music]

You'll have a beautiful view of the harvest moon tonight.

I hope you'll be comfortable here.

Uh-uh, thanks, Lena. I-I'm sure I will.

And this is your room, Ms. Blake.

[music continues]

Thanks, Ms..

[crickets chirping]

Like, maybe I should dress for dinner, eh, Scoob?

[owl hooting]

'Like me. That's who.'

[owl hooting]

Whoo.

[fluttering]

[slurping]

[owl hooting]

[scrunching]

Ooh. Oh.

Like, quit bothering the wildlife, buddy.

Well, how do I look?

Am I gonna turn a few heads or what?

Ruh. True that.

Boy, do I need a trim.

[snipping]

Like, much better.

[swoosh]

Get away.

Like, who's that? Well, well, I don't know.

Get away.

[humming]

Nah.

[screaming]

Zoinks!

[screams]

Get this beast off of me.

Uh, w-we're terribly sorry.

Sorry.

That's quite enough.

Freddie? What on earth are you doing?

Uh, Scooby and Shaggy-- Saw another ghost.

[door creaking]

In here.

I don't see anything.

Like, in the mirror. It's some civil w*r guy.

Well, there's nothing in the mirror now, guys.

There's nothing behind the mirror, either.

Hm, wait a minute.

[intense music]

There's something under this dust.

[huffing]

[sneezing]

Excuse me.

That's okay, Scooby.

Hm, must have lost my eyeglass cleaning cloth.

[huffing]

[squeaking]

Oh, thanks, Scooby. Hey, look.

"Property of Colonel Jackson T. Pettigrew

8th Louisiana."

Hm, that sounds like a Civil w*r regiment.

There were Confederate barracks on this island.

Oh, maybe, you guys saw something after all.

Like, ghost pirates ghost soldiers, what's next?

[Lena] 'Dinner.'

From all the screaming up here I'd say you two must be starving.

Your dining room is beautiful, Simone.

Thank you, Daphne.

But I'm afraid your dog will have to eat in the kitchen.

Dog? Where?

Like, come on, old buddy.

We'll chow down in the kitchen.

Mm, this gumbo is delicious.

And these biscuits, light as a feather.

[crunching]

Where's Beau?

He usually has dinner in his rooms above the carriage house.

I brought him some food, but he wasn't there.

Huh, figures.

Mm.

[cats meowing]

[Scooby] 'Rats.'

[snarling]

[grunting]

Scoo-oob! Scooby-Doo!

Exactly, how long has Beau been working for you, Ms. Lenoir?

Hmm, several months, and it's Simone, Velma.

Well, I think this guy is pretty suspicious.

Oh, he had excellent references. crash Like, I don't think the kitchen was such a good idea.

You know, cats. Grrr! Rats!

[growling]

[hissing]

[Shaggy] Zoinks.

This is quite enough.

The dog will have to eat outside.

Outside? Unh-unh.

[gulps] Like, there's a dead guy out there.

May I make a suggestion?

[owl hooting]

Like, this is a lot quieter, buddy.

And Lena even made us a special dish to go.

[slurping]

Mm.

Nothing like a good old fashioned crawfish boil.

[slurping]

Crawfish.

[slurping]

[laughing]

These crawfish sure are tasty.

Huh?

Whoo-hoo-hoo! Like not much meat on this crawdad.

[munching]

[giggles] rat-a-tat-rat-a-tat

[slobbering]

Here, buddy, have a biscuit. Thanks.

[gobbling]

Something tells me you're getting the best of this meal. meow

[snarling]

Rats.

[eerie music]

Like, it's hard to enjoya meal with a bunch of eyes staring at you.

[cats meowing]

Like, sit tight, old buddy.

[snarling and meowing]

I'll find us a peaceful place to eat.

[engine revving]

[meowing]

[blowing raspberry]

[cats meowing]

What I'd like to find out is why these ghosts want us off the island?

It's not ghosts, Velma. It's just guys in masks.

And they're probably after the pirates treasure.

Or covering up a smuggling operation.

Or maybe there's oil under the island.

[gasps] Oh, my!

Really, guys!

For once, can't you accept that maybe there are some mysteries that have no rational explanation?

[insects chirping]

[Shaggy] Like, this is much better, eh, Scoobs?

[slurping]

[sighs] And now for the heat de resistance!

Like, on your mark, get set, ignition!

[crunching]

[huffing]

[chuckling] Pfft.

Hey, no fair.

[panting] What's the matter? Chicken?

Unh-unh!

[sizzling]

[bell ringing]

[horn blowing]

[air whooshing]

[screaming]

[instrumental music]

[glugging]

[wind whooshing]

[eerie music]

[both] Ah!

[gasps] buzz

[burbling]

[grunting]

[both whimpering]

[whimpering] Zoinks! Z-Zombies! swoosh

[music continues]

[Shaggy] Zoinks! Ah!

[both screaming]

Come on! Come on!

[engine sputtering]

[gasps]

[grunting]

[tires screeching]

[sighs]

Like, I think we ditched 'em, buddy!

[screaming]

[engine revving]

[groans]

[music continues]

[grunting]

Zoinks!

[engine revving]

[teeth chattering]

[screaming]

Zoinks!

[both screaming]

[both panting] thud Huh-h-h!

Yikes!

[screaming]

[insects chirping]

[munching]

Ah, mm!

Hey, we should do a segment on Lena's pecan pie, Daph.

It's supernatural. You are so corny.

[screaming]

[all] Now what?

I told you, the hauntings were just beginning.

Uh, if you ladies will excuse me.

Lena, get them some lanterns.

Right away.

But please, Fred, you must be careful.

[instrumental music]

[insects chirping]

[Velma] Shaggy! Scooby! Where are you?

[leaves rustling]

Guys?

[Fred] So, it's you!

Where's Scooby and Shaggy?

Your crazy friends are near the bayou screaming about zombies.

Well, I didn't see any. You never do!

And you're never around when these ghosts and zombies appear.

Yeah. Now, isn't that a coincidence?

Save your suspicions for later, guys.

Right now, we have to find Scooby and Shaggy.

I think we should split up. Good idea.

I'll go with Beau.

Bad idea. I'll go with Beau.

[whispering] I won't let him out of my sight.

[intense music]

[Velma] Scooby! Shaggy!

Hey, why do you keep treating me like I'm a suspect?

Because you are! Shaggy! Scooby!

Hey! Hey, let me go!

[gasps] splash

'Quicksand.'

[gasps]

Jinkies!

Thanks. But you're still a suspect.

[insects chirping]

[music continues]

[Daphne] Fred, over here!

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

What is it? Crawdad shells.

Well, I guess the guys liked your girlfriend's cooking too.

She's not my girlfriend, Daph.

I just said I enjoy her cooking.

And what about Beau?

What about him?

[intense music]

Hi-i-i-ya! Daphne, are you--

I can handle myself, thank you.

[Fred] 'It's probably the gardener.'

We'll just see about that.

[leaves rustling]

Hi-i-i-ya! O-oh!

Shaggy. Shaggy?

Scooby? 'Scooby?'

[sighs]

[screaming]

Take it easy, Shag. It's just a mask!

[scrunching]

If this is a mask, Fred it's a pretty darn good one.

Argh! Huh! Good one?

It's the fakest, cheesiest mask I've ever seen.

Really? squeak But it feels real! Ew!

You're just not pulling hard enough.

Okay, Mr. Macho.

Why don't you try it?

Sure. Hold this, Shag.

[theeth clattering] Whoo-hoo-hoo!

[whimpering]

Either hold it still or give it to Daphne.

[scrunching]

'It's the gardener.' No!

It's the fisherman. No!

It's the ferryman. No.

Ah-h. Maybe, it's...real. Huh!

[screaming]

Aaa!

Aa-a-a! Aa-aa-a!

Ruh! Ruh! thud I-I told you it wasn't a mask.

I-it must be animatronic. 'Oh!'

[intense music]

[growling]

[thunder rumbling]

[wind howling]

Fred, are you getting all this? swoosh

[water splashing]

[burbling]

[intense music]

Like, it's deja vu all over again.

And we know what to do, eh, Scoob?

Yeah! Run!

[Shaggy] Yikes!

It's a regular zombie jamboree!

[growling]

And I suppose they're all animatronic, too.

Well, it is a possibility, Daph.

[growling]

[music continues]

[growling]

You're not a skeptic, Fred.

You're in denial.

[gasps]

[Lena screams]

It's Lena! We left her and Simone unprotected.

Come on!

[music continues]

[thud]

[burbling] The camera! It's quicksand!

[Fred] This way!

[growling]

[rock music]

[Sky cycle singing "Its Terror Time Again"]

♪ You hear the screeching of an owl ♪

♪ You hear the wind begin to howl ♪

♪ You know there's zombies on the prowl ♪

♪ And it's terror time again ♪

♪ They've got you running though the night ♪

♪ It's terror time again ♪

♪ And you just might die of fright ♪

♪ It's a terrifying time ♪

[screaming]

♪ You hear the beating of your heart ♪

♪ You know the screaming's gonna start ♪

♪ Here comes the really scary part ♪

♪ 'Cause it's terror time again ♪

♪ They've got you running through the night ♪

♪ It's terror time again ♪

♪ Oh you just might die of fright ♪

♪ It's a terrifying time ♪

♪ All the trees begin to moan ♪

♪ And the monsters grunt and groan ♪

♪ Rotting faces full of slime ♪

♪ Don't you know it's terror time ♪

♪ And it's terror time again ♪

♪ They've got you running through the night ♪

♪ Yes it's terror time again ♪

♪ Oh you just might die of fright ♪

♪ It's a terrifying time ♪

[screaming]

Huh?

[bells chiming]

[gasping]

Zoinks! Like someone's been playing with dolls, Scoob!

Yeah. Dolls.

[Velma] Did you find the guys?

[Daph] Yeah, but we lost them when we found zombies!

'Real zombies!'

Real? Really real, Fred?

I hate to admit it, but they were.

Yeah, I finally got my story and all the proof sank in quicksand.

[screaming]

[Velma] Not again!

Hey, this one looks like Daphne.

Hey! Oh, sorry, Fred!

Ow! Hey!

It's not my fault! Something's controlling me.

Beau, get us down.

Eh!

I, uh, can't.

Ow! Jinkies! Sorry!

Ow!

[chuckles]

Huh?

I wonder who made these dolls.

Shaggy, look! Eyes!

[screaming] thud

[both screaming]

[bats screeching]

[Lena screaming]

Come on! We've got to get to the house!

[Lena screaming]

[bats screeching]

Ah, it was just a bunch of bats, Scoob.

Yeah.

[growling]

[gasps]

W-we're not looking for ghoulfriends, right, Scoob?

Unh-unh!

[growling]

[intense music]

[siren blaring]

Like, let's get out of here!

[insects chirping]

[Fred] 'Lena!'

[Velma] Simone!

[clicking]

Scooby! Shaggy!

The generator must have gone out. I'll go check it.

No way. I'm not letting you out of my sight.

[Fred] 'Lena!'

[gasping]

Lena!

crash

[footsteps]

[eerie music]

Fred, are you alright?

Yeah! Thanks!

[instrumental music]

[groaning]

What's going on?

It was a nightmare.

Ms. Lenoir and I went outside to wait for you when we were attacked by these, these--

Zombies? Yes!

We ran back to the house and Ms. Lenoir opened this secret passageway.

She said it was built during the civil w*r to hide from union soldiers.

But the zombies came after us.

They grabbed Ms. Lenoir and dragged her away.

Oh, thank goodness, you've come.

You say the zombies dragged Simone away.

Yes, it was horrible.

Don't worry. We'll find her and it's gonna be okay.

Come on, we've got to save Simone.

[intense music]

[squeaking]

Come on, this way.

[music continues]

[door creaking]

Where are we?

[Velma] 'Looks to me like a place for voodoo rituals.'

But why don't we just ask...Lena?

What are you talking about?

Her story about Simone getting dragged by zombies wasn't true.

I saw the footprints of Simone's heels.

She wasn't dragged. She walked down that tunnel.

[clanking]

Very clever, Velma, but it's too late.

[Simone laughing]

[gasps]

[groaning]

Huh? Sorry, Freddy.

I really do like you.

Ya-ow!

[groaning]

What would you do if you didn't like me?

Hey?

Whoa!

[groans]

[Velma] 'Ha! Voodoo dolls!'

[Simone] These wax dolls do come in handy.

[footsteps]

[fire crackling]

[Velma] 'So that's where the cleaning cloth'

'for my glasses went.'

Ah, sorry I suspected you.

Apology accepted.

The harvest moon will soon reach the midnight point on this moon dial and then the ceremony will begin.

What ceremony?

[groaning] You won't get away with this.

I've been getting away with it for 200 years.

[laughing]

[growling]

[all gasping]

At least, Scoob and Shaggy are still free, maybe.

[Lena] I heard that, Fred!

Those two simpletons.

We didn't even bother making wax dolls of them. Ha!

A waste of time and magic wax.

[growling]

Just what are you planning to do to us?

[Simone] Ah, it's simple.

Every harvest moon I must drain the life force from victims lured to my island to preserve my immortality!

This is more haunted stuff than I really wanted.

[intense music]

[both whimpering]

[breathing heavily]

[whirring]

[intense music]

[panting]

[screeching]

Jacques! Like, are we ever glad to see you!

Yeah! There's no time to waste.

I am happy to see y'all. Heh-heh!

[growling]

Yikes!

[growling continues]

[screaming]

[dramatic music]

[Daphne] 'If you're as old as you say you are' then I'll bet you're the one who found Morgan Moonscar's treasure.

Morgan Moonscar!

[Simone] He was the cause of all this.

[ship boards creaking]

I was one of a group of settlers who made this island our home.

We looked to our Cat God for a bountiful harvest.

[instrumental music]

Until that night when he came ashore.

[intense music]

[indistinct singing]

[gasping]

[fire crackling]

[all screaming]

Aah!

[Simone] He drove the islanders into the bayou.

All except for Lena and myself.

[screaming continues]

[intense music]

[both gasps]

[fire crackling]

[mellow music]

[Simone] We uttered a curse on the pirates to destroy them as they had destroyed our island.

Our wish was granted.

[intense music]

We became cat creatures and destroyed the pirates.

[screaming]

Only afterwards did we discover that invoking the Cat God's power had cursed us as well.

[Lena] Over the years, boats continued to come to our island.

[instrumental music]

[Lena] One was full of spice traders who started a pepper plantation.

The plantation flourished.

[Simone] 'At least, until the harvest moon.'

[growling]

[screaming]

Sometimes it became necessary for Lena to lure outsiders back to the island.

Just like you lured us.

I've had years of practice.

And those zombies are just the poor souls you drained.

They were just trying to warn us so we wouldn't suffer the same fate they did!

Pretty smart for a television reporter.

[growling in distance]

Sounds like Jacques has found your frightened friends.

Jacques?

We needed a ferry driver.

The old man wanted immortality.

So we gave it to him.

[intense music]

[screaming]

[growling]

Going somewhere?

[whimpering]

What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?

[both] Yikes..

[growling]

Come on, Scoob. Now's our chance!

Jacques is in trouble!

Forget about him!

They must be drained now while the moonlight is in the midnight alignment!

[all grunting]

[caterwauling]

[whimpering]

[screaming]

[both groaning]

crash

[all groaning]

Like what are you guys doing, charades?

Jinkies! Look out!

[growling]

I've had enough of that meddling dog!

Dog? Where?

[caterwauling]

[howling]

Zoinks!

[growling continues]

[intense music]

[all groaning]

[screaming]

[all sighing]

Ah.

[groaning]

If I can just..

[gasps] Oh, no!

[growling]

[whimpering]

[screaming]

[crash]

[both gasping]

[screaming]

[growling]

Shaggy! The zombies are the good guys!

Like, are you out of your mind?

[groaning]

[screaming]

[growling]

Yikes!

[grunting]

Ah, I'm free.

This is a piece of Lena's blouse.

[whimpering]

[roaring]

Huh?

[whining]

Come on, Scoob!

[intense music]

[screaming and groaning]

thud

[groans]

[gasping]

You're not the only ones who like playing with dolls.

[growls]

[roaring]

[groaning]

Are you guys okay?

[groaning]

Like, I was beginning to feel like a raisin!

[growling]

[groaning]

[exhales]

[intense music]

[all gasping]

[fire crackling]

[gasps]

[groaning]

Looks like your nine lives are up!

[groaning]

[bones shattering] clink

[all gasping]

Yaa-oo-oow!

[zombies growling]

[swooshing]

[dramatic music]

Zoinks! Like what's happening to them?

[Velma] 'Their spirits have been avenged, Shaggy.'

'So they can finally rest in peace.'

Thank you all.

[whimpering]

I can't believe all this.

And without our videotape no one else will, either.

I've got nothing for my show.

Yeah, and the police will never believe this story either.

[Beau] 'Don't be so sure.'

I'm Detective Beau Neville.

Been working undercover investigating the island disappearances.

Jinkies! So that's why you were digging around.

Yes, ma'am, just trying to dig up evidence.

[sighs] Not positive my superiors will buy this story though.

Beau, um, Detective Neville have you ever been on TV?

[instrumental music]

[birds squawking]

[Daphne] You know, Fred, with all the zombies and cat creatures gone, this is a pretty romantic spot.

Yeah.

The bayou casts a spell all its own.

And no matter how hard you try to solve its mysteries it always keeps something hidden.

Aw, that was beautiful, Detective Neville.

There's a bit of a poet in you.

[chuckles] I don't know about that, ma'am.

But I would like to write detective stories someday.

Jinkies! I've always been crazy about a good detective story, that is.

I even own my own mystery bookstore.

No kidding.

[engine revving]

[brakes screeching]

Where's Scooby?

He's picking a pack of peppers for the road.

[laughing]

Hurry up, Scoob!

[Shaggy] 'We're pulling out!'

Okay!

[instrumental music]

Oh!

O-oh! Oh! O-oh!

[grunting]

[whimpering]

whoosh Darn tourists!

Aah!

[music continues]

Look what I've got for you, old buddy.

We're finally going to have a nice peaceful meal.

[slurping]

[cats meowing]

Rhaggy!

Rats!

Yikes!

♪ You hear the screeching of an owl ♪

♪ You hear the wind begin to howl ♪

♪ You know there's zombies on the prowl ♪

♪ And it's terror time again ♪

♪ They've got you running though the night ♪

♪ It's terror time again ♪

♪ And you just might die of fright ♪

♪ It's a terrifying time ♪

♪ You hear the beating of your heart ♪

♪ You know the screaming's gonna start ♪

♪ Here comes the really scary part ♪

♪ 'Cause it's terror time again ♪

♪ They've got you running through the night ♪

♪ It's terror time again ♪

♪ Oh you just might die of fright ♪

♪ It's a terrifying time ♪

♪ All the trees begin to moan ♪

♪ And the monsters grunt and groan ♪

♪ Rotting faces full of slime ♪

♪ Don't you know it's terror time ♪

♪ And it's terror time again ♪

♪ They've got you running through the night ♪

♪ Yes it's terror time again ♪

♪ Oh you just might die of fright ♪

♪ It's a terrifying time ♪

♪ Time time time time ♪♪

[upbeat music]

♪ Another scary night ♪

♪ Another spooky fright ♪

♪ And you just might be in danger ♪

♪ Oh the ghost is here and it's always a fake ♪

♪ The ghost is here ♪

♪ There's no reason to shake ♪

♪ The ghost is here oh give us a break ♪

♪ It's fake ♪

♪ Another ghoul attack ♪

♪ She's breathing down our backs ♪

♪ So we're making tracks for the exit ♪

♪ Oh the ghost is here it's a crook in a suit ♪

♪ The ghost is here and he's protecting some loot ♪

♪ The ghost is here oh give him the boot ♪

♪ He's fake ♪

♪ It doesn't matter where we go we know ♪

♪ A ghost is gonna show and so ♪

♪ We look for the bogus we look for the scam ♪

♪ And every time the ghost is a sham ♪

♪ We see an eerie light and if the mood is right ♪

♪ Then we just might sight a monster ♪

♪ Oh the ghost is here ♪

♪ It's our frightening task ♪

♪ To face our fears and the creep in the mask ♪

♪ Until the ghost is here ♪

♪ There's no reason to ask ♪

♪ He's fake ♪♪

screech screech

[panting]

[instrumental music]

[cats meowing]

Scooby-Dooby-Doo.