Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island (1998)

[bunniefuu]

[lightning crackling]

[eerie music]

[lightning crackling]

[rain pattering]

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

[lightning crackling]

[music continues]

[thunder rumbling]

[music continues]

[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 .
"The Vampire Village?" Got it.

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

Number ,
"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 s

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

th 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 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.