Scooby-Doo! And Krypto, Too! (2023)

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Scooby-Doo! And Krypto, Too! (2023)

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(door opens)

(door closes)

(suspenseful music playing)

You brought your camera, right?

That's like asking if I brought my eyes.

Eyes lie. Cameras don't.

So, there was a struggle.

But how did it end?

Where are they?

-(camera clicking)

-(snarling sound)


Did you hear that?

The last tour came and went hours ago.

We're the only ones here.

I really don't like this.

All right, fine.

We'll come back in daylight,

pose as tourists and slip away from--

(demonic snarling)

What in the...



Come on.

(shrieks, whimpers)





What are you doing?

Eyes lie.

(both grunt)

(Jimmy panting)


What was that?

And what did it do

with the Justice League?

I don't know, Jimmy,

but it definitely wasn't natural.

-It was--


The kind of thing we bring in

Superman and the League

to help us figure out.

But with them missing--

Who do you call

when your heroes need heroes?

(demonic snarling)

Miss Lane? Lois?

Get your girlfriend on the phone, Jimmy.

Tell her Metropolis...

Tell her the world needs help.

(theme music playing)

There is no courage

Without fear of the unknown

And there's no bravery without fright

Most never rise above

The fears of flesh and bone

While some are drawn into the night

Come along

We'll take the less travelled path

The rocky and most dangerous track

For only there can

Mortals begin to know

The special places only heroes go

They say what doesn't k*ll you

Makes you stronger still

Such wisdom lights the hero's way

When facing monsters

Or just battling your will

Determination wins the day

Come along

We'll take the less travelled path

The rocky and most dangerous track

For only there can

Mortals begin to know

The special places only heroes go

(birds chirping)

Wow. Metropolis is beautiful.

We're not in Metropolis yet.

Come on, Freddy. h*t the gas.

Actually, accounting for wind gradient

and local meteorological phenomena,

we're already traveling

at the safest speed science allows.

Can't argue with science, Daph.

(sighs) Okay, but it sounded urgent.

(Shaggy) Like, speaking of urgent,

we haven't stopped for snacks

in over half an hour.

And I'm not sure Scooby's full enough

to make it all the way to lunch.


Tell the world I was brave.


Oh, for goodness' sake.

Man, now we're talking.

(Shaggy exclaims excitedly)

Make sure you ration those.

It's our last box until...

Hey, look.

"Now entering Metropolis,

the city of tomorrow."

-(siren wailing)

-(woman screaming)

Like, judging by all these old photos,

the city of tomorrow

was a lot nicer yesterday.

I wonder what could've happened.

(all screaming)

(Scooby whimpers)

(Giganta grunting)

(Giganta exclaims angrily)

That was Giganta.

Hey, not nice.

No, that's her name.

Giganta, member of

the former Legion of Doom,

a now-defunct g*ng of super criminals.

And, like, the first woman

to set foot on the moon.

Yeah, from the Earth.

(Fred) Do you think

she's the reason we're here?

(Velma) Uh, no.

She's more dangerous than mysterious.

Unless you count the mystery

of how she finds shoes in that size.

Oh! Superman.

Like, wow.

Like, whoa...

(laughing maniacally)

(chuckles) You said it, Puddin'. Ha!

(all screaming)

(all) Huh?

That's the Joker.

The Joker and Harley Quinn.

More Legion of Doom members.

Actually, Harley's an associate member.

Why do you know so much

about Harley Quinn?

(cascading music playing)

No mystery there either.

(Fred grunts)

(all scream)

-(laughing maniacally)

-(chuckles mischievously)

(all gasping)

-(all exhale)

-(Daphne screams)

(Solomon grunts angrily)


-(Scooby whimpers)

(growls) Huh?

(gulps, whimpers)


(all screaming)

The Creeper.

Already solved that mystery.


(all screaming)

(Daphne screams)


(all screaming)

And that wasn't even the Creeper.

That was Solomon Grundy.

We're not just stopping

for any ghoul we see.

Well, that's pretty mysterious.

(all screaming)

(Scooby) Huh?

(all gasp)


That was close.

Oh, no. Look.

(Scooby whimpering)

(all screaming)

(all screaming)

-(Daphne grunts)

-(all scream)

(all screaming)

(all screaming)

(all screaming)

(all sigh in relief)

Oh, man, like,

that's gotta be why we're here!

Kind of a mystery,

but still not exactly our thing.

Hey, there it is.

(elevator dings)


-(indistinct chatter)

-(keyboard clacking)

Ah! You can actually smell

the ink on newsprint.

The Daily Planet went all digital

five years ago.

Well, then, that's what I smell.



You haven't changed a bit.


Still overdue for that growth spurt.

Hey, thanks for coming. Follow me.

Lois Lane, meet--

Hang on.

-Editorial, you got incoming!

-(message notification)

All right. Thanks, Olsen.

I'll take it from here.

The kitchen's over yonder.

I like my coffee like I like my stories.

Dark with a twist.

Uh, no, no, Lois,

these aren't the new interns.

They aren't?

Hang on, Olsen.

Let me guess. This is your girlfriend.

What? No, that's Velma.

This is Fred.

Shaggy, Scooby-doo.


-I'm Daphne.

She's my girlfriend.

(both) What?

Of course. Sorry, Olsen.

For some reason, I just thought

Velma was more your type.

And who is this?

Oh. Uh... We haven't met.

Oh, like,

what are you talking about? That's--


Oh. Did not recognize you.


Well, yeah.

Velma wears glasses, and...

Where'd she go?



Ah, there you are, Velma.

I'm sorry, Jimmy,

but have you been telling people

you're my boyfriend?

Of course.

We happened to be at the same camp

together one summer.

When I was nine.

And we were voted "Best Redhead Couple."

That wasn't a real award, Jimmy.

We were being bullied.

Yeah, but we got through it together.

Well, this is all very weird

and embarrassing,

but the clock's ticking, so...

Why did you call us here?

Ooh, right to the question. No hesitation.

You have the instincts

of a reporter, young lady.

I called you here to help us solve

the mystery of--

Great Caesar's ghost!

-(both whimpering)

-Great Caesar's ghost?

Like, dude, a ghost is bad enough,

but the ghost of a salad? Zoinks!

No. There's no salad ghost.

We called you here

because, as you can see,

Metropolis has gone positively Gotham

since the Justice League disappeared

a few months ago.

(all scream)


Without a trace.

Like an illusion.

Here one minute, gone the next.

Uh, with all due respect,

what is the team of renowned

investigative journalists

need with a g*ng of meddling kids?

I'm guessing there's more.

(Fred) Looks like some kind of phantom.

Or phantoms. Look.

I guess this really is

a Mystery Inc investigation.

And while we'd love

nothing more than to help solve it,

Cheetah's back on the prowl

and Sinestro just att*cked

Metropolis Harbor in a yellow submarine.

With Superman gone,

the breaking news business is booming.

Sounds like we're on our own.

If half of what I've heard

about you kids is true, you'll do great.

All you have to do

is unmask this... phantom.

Then find the Justice League

before all these out-of-control villains

destroy the world.

Great. So, like, no pressure.


(both scream)

(all snarling)

(both screaming)

(camera shutter clicks)

(wind howling)


Oh, yeah. Haunted.

(both whimpering)

I know.

There's no way you two

are stepping out of the van

for less than five Scooby Snacks.

But I told you, we're all out of--


(both panting)

(both gulping)

Wow. And I was bluffing.

Mark what you want on the tickets.

Excuse me, ma'am.

We're investigating

the disappearance of the Justice League.

Those no-good do-gooders?

They could stay disappeared,

as far as I'm concerned.

What? Never heard a bad word spoke

about them heroes?

For years I wanted their permission

to park my truck here outside their HQ.

(both exclaiming excitedly)

I hope you got more of these.

Lots of hungry tourists

traipse past here everyday.

But the league said it "weren't safe."

They said we was trying to keep

the sightseers away.

(scoffs) Imagine how they'd feel

about the Mayor's fancy new tour groups.

Tour groups?

(tourists exclaiming in awe)

The ones that phantom's been scaring off.

I should thank him, though.

They run right past my truck,

and, boy, does all that screaming

work up an appetite!

So your business is thriving

since the League vanished?

You got no idea.

Best thing that ever could have happened.

Now, you boys finished

writing up that order?

Like, not even close.

They'll split one order

of Super Fries, please.


(Scooby grunts)

(Velma chuckles nervously)

Take good care of her.


"Her." You gotta be kidding me.

Excuse me?

Of course it's a "her."

I bet "she" has a name, too.


I don't see how that is...

Fancy paint, decals galore...

What are these flowers?

Some kind of secret

experimental camouflage?

What? No, it's just a regular van.


Oh, baby.


-Sorry, sorry. It's just...

You don't know how hard it's been

parking Batmobiles and Arrowcars

and Green Lantern energy bubbles.

I mean, what's wrong with normal vehicles?



Hey, if you need atomic batteries

to catch up to a villain,

maybe you're not cut out for the hero biz.

You got me?

You know, all I hear

is how sad people are

that the League's gone,

but between us,

I couldn't have planned it better.

Planned it?

Yeah, if I had. Which I didn't.

But maybe did I?

I don't know what I did.

What am I doing right now?

Did I plan it? I didn't. Maybe I did.

(laughs boisterously) What a great day!

Can I park it now?

Uh, would you mind parking her

in that big, empty space up front?

You mean, Wonder Woman space?

It's not empty, but...

But for a regular

van owner like you, sure.

You know, I can move some stuff around.

-(elevator dings)

-What did he mean, "not empty?"

I don't know. Strange guy.

(elevator dings)


-He's mistaken.

It was camp, we were just friends.

Let it go.

(elevator dings)

(Scooby groans)

Hey, what happened to you two?

We took the challenge.

Yeah. Like, eat ten orders of Super Fries,

get 15 more.

All of them for free.

(chuckling, groaning)

Huh. That sounds like a really good deal.

Except you have to eat them all

in one sitting.


(exclaiming in disgust)

Excuse me. Are you here for the next tour?

Uh, I suppose we are. (chuckles)


I'm Mayor Fleming.

You probably recognize me

from all the campaign billboards.

Actually, all the billboards

we've seen here

have been painted over

with bright pink polka dots.

Of course. Mad Mod.

Mad Mod?

An art school dropout

with a flair for pastels and villainy.

Just one of the many

super criminals running amok

in my city ever since

the Justice League disappeared.

That's why we're here.

You're the mystery solvers

Lois Lane told me about.

I'm so glad you've agreed to help us.

We started offering tours

of the Hall of Justice

not long after the League vanished.

Has it paid the rent?

Sure, but it's so much more than that.

Being in these hallowed halls

gives people the hope

that one day, our heroes may return.

But ever since this "phantom" showed up,

fewer and fewer people

want to visit this place.

Not that it was much

of an attraction to begin with.

(all gasp)




(grunts) Sorry, I was--

Just do it.

(clears throat)

Ladies and gentlemen,

Lex Luthor,

the President of the United States.

(scoffs) Former president.

Yes. Well, current billionaire

genius CEO of m*llitary contractor

and online dating portal LexCorp.

And this is Rex.

Rex Ruthor?

Rat's right.

Anywho. The Hall of Justice.

Pretty lame destination, yes?

So many times I told Superman

to put in a roller coaster,

animatronics, anything.

Uh, excuse me, sir,

but why don't I remember your presidency?

It was short, thank goodness.

Oh, Flemmy.

When are you and I going to stop

all this political bickering

and do something good for the city?

Luthor, the best thing you can do

for Metropolis is leave.


Now, have you given my final offer

further consideration?


He's been pressuring my office

to seize the Hall of Justice

as abandoned property,

and put it up for auction

where he can get it at--

A steal.

Flem. Listen.

A fleet of LexCorp bulldozers

are rolling up as we speak.

All you need to do is say the word

and I'll mow down this miserable mausoleum

of moral mediocrity in minutes.


Were you trying for

that villainous alliteration,

or did that just happen on its own?

Come on, kids. The tour's starting.

Be careful.

There's more to fear within these walls

than phantoms, ghosts and super ghouls.

-(both whimpering)

-Super ghouls?



Did you want me to pull the car up--

Not now, Mercy.

I'm sneering.

(clears throat)


(Mayor Fleming) And behind these doors,

you'll find the Hall of Justice

Trophy room.

These are just some of the mementos

collected by the Justice League

to serve as a reminder

of their many years

of vigilance and service.

(exclaiming excitedly)


The items in this room

are both precious and priceless.

Even these empty pedestals?

Well, there were a few alien artefacts

too sensitive to leave out for the tour.

Nth metal w*apon, a Mother Box,

the Phantom Zone projector...

Phantom projector?


It's just the name, Shaggy.

It doesn't have anything

to do with ghosts.

Or projection for that matter.

(growling) now safely locked away

in a secure m*llitary facility offsite.

(cell phone ringing, vibrating)

Okay, feel free to explore

and we'll resume the tour in ten minutes.

Hello, Mayor Fleming.

Shaggy, look.

I'm a Superdog.

Like, cute. (chuckles)

But the only Superdog I've heard of

comes with extra chili

and a side of more chili!



Hey! Let go!


Has something happened?

(sighs) Lex Luthor just increased his bid

to purchase the Hall of Justice.

At this rate, the City Council

may not even bother

putting it up for auction.

Luthor will win. Luthor always wins.

He didn't win the popular vote.

And Superman always beats him.

I'm sure he

and the rest of the Justice League

are out there somewhere.

And once we solve this mystery

and find them,

imagine how sore they'll be

when they find out

you sold their headquarters to Lex Luthor!

(sighs) I hope you're right.






Uh, run?


(Mayor Fleming)

You heard him, head for the lobby!

(straining) Shaggy!

(screams) Hang on, Scoob!



(horn tooting)


Like, it is a projection. See?

Projections don't do that!

(Phantom snarls)



(Daphne gasps)



(Daphne grunts)

(Daphne grunts)


-(Fred grunts)


-(exclaiming in fear)

-(Mayor Fleming) Come on!

-(Scooby whimpering)

(both whimpering)

(alarm blaring)

Like, man, you're telling me?

(Phantom snarling)

Like, as long as we're quiet,

there's no way that Phantom will--

(dog barking)

Dude, I said quiet.

Wasn't me.

Well, if it wasn't you, then who?

(dog barking)


(both whimpering)

-(dog barking)


(barking, growling)


(snarling angrily)

It's a...

A Superdog!


(friendly barking)


(all clamoring)

-Hey, over here!

-Over here!

Come on!

Uh, thank you for visiting the, um...

Oh, never mind.

Hey, has anyone seen Shaggy and Scooby?

They were right behind us.

We must have gotten separated.

Speaking of getting separated,

you kids better--

(alarm blaring)

Oh, no, we're sealed in.

On the bright side, so is the Phantom.

-That's the bright side?

-(Velma) Aha!

Follow me.

Just as I thought.

Really great work, you two.


Locking down the facility

once the civilians were evacuated...

To make it easier to

find and catch the Phantom.

Ha. What a trap.

It wasn't us.

You think we'd lock ourselves in

with the Phantom?


(all gasp)

(friendly bark)

(friendly bark)

Aw, what a cute pup!

Oh, look at you!

Do you think he got left behind

by one of the tourists?

Hmm. I'd say he looks more like a stray.

Messy fur, dirty claws,

that hungry look in his eyes...

Shaggy, are we strays?


If you two didn't initiate the lockdown,

who did?

You guys, you're looking at him.

The dog?


Man, that's not all he can do.

He can fly and he's got heat vision.

It's a stray dog, not Superman.

Well, whoever did it,

they just gave us a leg up

in finding the so-called phantom.

All right, so if I were a monster,

where would I--



(barking, whining)

What is it, boy?

Is there something in the break room?

(loud crash)

Sounds like the break room's

already broken.

We'll wait here.

Come on, you two.

(all straining)

Lex Luthor?

Annoying kids?

Rex Ruthor?

(menacing growl)


-(all yelping)


Now that we're all reacquainted,

what are you still doing in the building?

We're locked down.

I know.

I got separated from my driver

in this labyrinth and--

And what?

And I got lost, okay?

Yes, the great Lex Luthor

finally did

what Lois Lane and Mayor Fleming

have been telling him to do for years.

He got lost.

Anyway, I got locked in here,

then Rexie he got hungry,

but this infernal machine

won't take my dollar.

You have to flatten it out.

It's perfectly crisp.

The stupid thing

just won't take my dollar.

I had them printed up

when I was President.

They're perfectly acceptable legal tender.

We can just give you a real dollar.

No, it's fine.

Been meaning to field test this anyway.

(all scream)

Oh, don't look at me like that.

I'll pay them back.

Believe me,

if there's one thing Superman

and the Justice League can expect from me,

it's payback.

Ooh! Chipzees!

Oh, and... I suppose...

if you must, help yourselves.

Like, we thought

you'd never ask, Lex ol' buddy!

Well, I've seen super speed, but this...

(both) Hmm.


(barking excitedly)

That was fast.

That was Krypto.


The Superdog!

(menacing growl)

(friendly bark)

(chuckles) I knew it.

Yes, Superman's best friend.

Imbued with many of the same powers

and weaknesses as the Man of Steel.

He must've been left behind

when the League vanished.

(corn popping)

I wonder who's been feeding him.

Like, apparently nobody.

Wow! A real, live superhero dog.

Who's a good Superdog?

He's such a good Superdog.

I'd be careful.

Kryptonian fleas have serrated metal claws

and can live for several

hundred Earth years.

Oh! (chuckles nervously)


Aw, he misses Superman.

Ugh. Join the club.

I miss him every time I open f*re.

All right, enough fooling around.

We have to look for clues.

Oh, good idea.

I think I saw the word "kitchen"

on the directory in the lobby.

-Scoob and I will--

-And Krypto.

Right, Scoob and I,

and our bodyguard Krypto will start there.

Oh, look. (chuckles) One left.

(Scooby chuckles)

Oh, hey,

there's another one under my shoe.

Lucky me.

Let's go, guys.

You know, if you're both good,

I might just let you share in the bounty.

(both chuckle, laugh)

And since you're

so good with tech, Mr. Luthor,

why don't you join me

in the Command Center

to go over the Hall's

closed-circuit security camera footage?

I know what's happening.

You just want to keep an eye on me.

But the joke's on you.

I happen to love

closed-circuit security camera footage.

Race you to it!

Ugh. They're gonna be a handful.

So, what, it was like a...

some kind of "co-ed" summer camp?


Faster than a speeding b*llet?

-(barks in agreement)

-More powerful than a locomotive?

-(barks in agreement)

-Vulnerable to Kryptonite?

(whines, barks sadly)

Wow. Just like Superman.

Hey, here it is, "Kitchen."

-(chuckles excitedly)

-(barks angrily)

Now, trust us, Krypto,

clues can be hiding anywhere.

Even inside a freshly-made

Superhero Sandwich.

Isn't that right, Scoob?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.


Uh-oh. It's locked.


We're in.

Oh, man, I hope it's the biggest,

coolest super-sized kitchen ever!

(computer) Acknowledged.



(Scooby) Whoa!

(Shaggy chuckles)

Like, this is... super!

It's got everything!

Well, everything except for triple-cream

salted-organic-truffle butter!

(computer) Acknowledged.

Wait, there it is.

You know, Scoob, when we first

got to Metropolis, I was worried.

Me, too.

There were supervillains everywhere.


(computer) Acknowledged.

Joker, Harley Quinn...

Acknowledged. Acknowledged.


-Even those Kryptonian exiles.

General Zod, Ursa and Non?

That's right.

Acknowledged. Acknowledged. Acknowledged.


(Joker chuckles)

(Solomon snarling)


Wait, not now, Krypto.

Where was I? Oh, yeah,

it was really scary and dangerous.



-(Joker chuckles)

-(Harley snarls)


(chuckles) Oh, dear, excuse me.

You're excused.

I have to say, I now feel as comfortable,

safe and secure as--

(both scream)

It's just strange that you never

mentioned him before, that's all.

I can't believe

you're not letting this go.

Seriously, was it serious?

I'm ignoring you.

Is red hair your thing, is that it?


Well, I don't see how laughing

at me is going to help.

Fred, nothing happened

between me and Jimmy Olsen.

(sighs in relief) Phew!

Even though he is a fiery

red-haired risk-taker like me.

And, I mean, he is Superman's pal.

You know,

I have considered dyeing my hair.



Hold the phone.

Is that...

A genuine Batman Utility Belt.

Fred, we know Batman.

It's not like

you haven't seen one up close.

Well, sure, but he'd never

in a million years let me try it on!

Freddy, put that back!

It's full of Bat-gadgets

and who knows what else.

It could be dangerous.

So you're saying,

I'm taking a risk just by wearing it?

I bet old Jimmy Olsen wouldn't do this!

Official, dangerous Bat-gear!

(imitating Batman)

So, talk about a risk, eh, Daphne?

(chuckles) You are ridiculous.

Wouldn't that be "dangerously ridiculous?"

(chuckles) Would you stop?

We have to look for clues.


-I'm vengeance!


I am the night!


I am...

(Phantom snarls)

(Fred screams)

My hero.

Oh, come on.

(snarling menacingly)

(both shrieking in terror)

A calculator?

Loose change?

Laundry chute. Come on.

(both screaming)

Where have you two been?

I was trying to find a cell phone signal.

No luck, by the way.

This lockdown doesn't mess around.

And, well...

You got lost again.

No, I was temporarily under-routed.

So, "lost."


What are you doing with all this anyway?

I'm attempting to hack into

the Hall's computer system

so we can review

the logged security footage.

Oh, right.

I meant to tell you this earlier...

Ha! You think you can just

hack into Justice League computers?

Sweetheart, if that were possible,

don't you think

by now, I, former President Lex Luthor,

billionaire genius, would have--

I'm in.



Several incidents

over the past month of Helen,

the food truck lady,

sneaking into the building.

But she did say

she likes the bathrooms here.

And that must be

the valet attendant that Freddy mentioned.

Hey! That's my limo.

Speaking of...

My driver? When was this?

This is actually live footage.

She's in the building right now.

Mercy? She must have been

locked in like the rest of us.

And she has my bag.

Thank goodness!

Daddy just found Rexie's nom noms.

(loud clattering)

What was that?

Sounds like

Shaggy and Scooby are in trouble.

(screaming, grunting)

What happened?

(Daphne groans)

Locker room...

laundry chute...

terrible, loud screeching...

From the phantom?

No, from you! The whole way down.

Oh, yeah, sorry.

I think we landed in the parking garage.

But on what?

(gasps) Freddy, don't look.

Oh, my gosh, Daphne!

I might really be Batman.

Hey! What're you doing

on Wonder Woman's Invisible t*nk?

Invisible t*nk?


Invisible t*nk.

Invisible t*nk?

Yeah. Right between her Invisible Plane

and her lesser-known Invisible Trolley.

Now, if you were aiming

for the laundry truck,

I'm afraid I moved it

to make room for your van.

How are we going to get down?

Let me see, what would Batman do?

I know!

(device beeping)

Jeepers, Fred!


(sniffs) Oh.

It's air freshener.

I'll get the ladder.

-(Giganta's heavy footsteps)

-(Scooby whimpering)






Scooby-Doo, hang in there!

(both laughing)



(Giganta grunts angrily)

(laughing maniacally)



There's got to be another way out.

Like, where did these guys come from?

Hey, Superdog, like, we could use

some little help over here.


(computer distorted) Acknowl...

Like, dude, have I lost it,

or did we just magically transport to...


(computer distorted) Acknowleg...

-(Harley) Huh?

-The Daily Planet?

Oh, no, I think my life

is flashing before my eyes.


(computer distorted) ...nowle...

Like, wait a second,

what if this is all just--



Dude, I was gonna say "indigestion."

How'd you get...

"Danger. You are entering

The Justice League

holographic training simulator, AKA,

the kitchen."

Oh. Holograms?

Like, was that sign there the whole time?

-(car alarm blaring)

-Hmm. (barks)

All right, no need to shout.

Well, if these guys are just

holographic simulations,

all we have to do is reprogram the...

-(Krypto whines)

-Zoinks! It's fried! We're doomed!

(Joker laughing maniacally)

Oh, no!

You said it, Scoob!

Like, there's only one thing left to do.

(whines, barks)

(Harley chuckles)


There you are!

You're all late.

No matter!

Still plenty of time to complete

our tour of beautiful Centennial Park.

My name's Norville,

and I'll be your docent,

if you think that's decent,

anyone who doesn't

can voice their dissent.

Nobody? Good. Let's get started.

Thank you, Docent Scoobert.

Remember, folks, the t-shirts

aren't just for fashion,

they're how we keep a headcount

to ensure we end the tour

with the same number of

paying customers we start with.

But don't worry, we've never lost

more than two or three guests.

(Solomon groans)

(chuckles) Yeah, they're not all gems.

Okay, we've got our t-shirts

and we're ready to begin our walking tour

of these historic grounds

on this super sunny day, but first...

How about a cool drink of delicious,

locally-sourced sparkling mineral water?

Hold still.

Hydration, ladies and gentlemen,

it's good for the soul and for the skin!

You'll all thank us tomorrow,

especially that pale, handsome fella

with the million-dollar smile.

(Harley laughs)

He's talking about you.

Now if you'll follow us,

we'll begin our tour with the famed

Centennial Park Sludge Pits,

just behind those trash cans over there.

We're walking, we're walking.


Yes, the views are spectacular,

please feel free to capture the memories

and don't forget to tag all your photos

with our hashtag, "CheapoTours."

Ooh! (chuckles)

Now hold on there,

let us help you find your light.


Ah, much better.



-(Solomon grunts)


(Harley and Joker scream)

Like, that ought to keep them busy,

right, Scoob, ol' buddy?

Yeah! (chuckles)

How go the repairs, Krypto, my man?


(computer) Acknowledged!

(grunts) Hmm?


Scooby! Shaggy! Are you okay?

We heard the commotion.

A holographic simulator?

See, this is the kind of attraction

I was talking about.

Money in the bank!

(computer) Identify.

I'm Lex Luthor! Does no one know?

(Shaggy) This just keeps getting better.

(chuckles nervously)

What's this?

Displaying archive.

Krypto Collar Cam,

Time Index, March 15, 1740 hours.


Security footage from a camera

housed in the guard dog's collar.

From the night

the Justice League vanished!

This could be very enlightening.

(alarm blaring)

(whines, barks)

I think he wants us to follow him.

Let's go.

Sounds like trouble all right!

(Superman grunts)




Run, boy, take cover, go!


Look man,

there's something behind the tapestry.

The phantom?

Why would a phantom

need to hide behind a tapestry?

This is a holographic recording.

Unless Krypto's camera

saw them there that night,

we won't see them here.


(sniffs, whines)

Aw, we'll find him.


Unless he has something to say about it.

-(Solomon growling)

-(both scream)

Computer, delete Solomon Grundy program.

Solomon Grundy is not running.

Yes, he is.

And, like, so are we.

Why is everybody running?

Because one of the holograms

wasn't a hologram.


(Solomon screaming)

Lex! There you are! I've been--

We're running, Mercy.


Oh, okay.

Uh, ma'am, can I help you with the bag?

No, I've got it!

There's so much in life

To make you jump out of your skin

Every year there's more to fear

Till life starts looking grim


There's no need to scramble


Nothing you can't handle


You're the best example

When you show the world

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

You're no zero

You're a hero

When you face your fear

A cemetery's ordinary

Monsters disappear


There's no need to scramble


Nothing you can't handle


You're the best example


No one holds a candle


Nothing you can't take on


When you face 'em straight on


Get that hero cape on!

It's time to show the world

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to brave!

To be brave, to be brave

(both chuckle)

(screams angrily)

(screams angrily)


There's no need to scramble


Nothing you can't handle


You're the best example

Let us show the world

What it's like to be brave

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to be brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to be brave!

To be brave, to be brave

What it's like to be brave!

To be brave, to be brave


Oh, no, he's got Scooby-Doo!


All right, no one panic.

Grundy may look like

nothing more than a mindless brute,

but, I assure you,

everyone has their price.



Why won't anyone take my money?

He's got them both! Somebody do something.

I know.

(all) Huh?


I need to have a talk

with Batman about this belt.

Grundy's vanished.

You don't think...

No, I don't.

Nope, I don't think so.

-Nope, definitely not. Dream on.

-Not a chance, man.


-(Daphne sighs)

-(Shaggy sighs)

Thank goodness, we're all safe!

(phantoms snarling)

Dude, how many of these guys are there?

This is the end.

I danced with Jimmy Olsen

one time at summer camp.

It was the big goodbye party

and no one would dance with him

and I felt bad

and it obviously meant

more to him than it did to me

and if we really only have

a few seconds left,

I couldn't live my last moments

as a fraud!


Jimmy Olsen? Huh.




Daphne, if we get out of this,

I'll understand if you want to...

(all) Huh?

They disappeared.

As mysteriously as they appeared.

They're not the only ones.

Like, the phantoms have Mercy!

Have Mercy!

She's never around when I need her.

You just can't get good help these days.

Without her messenger bag?

She's been lugging this heavy thing--

That's odd.

What is it, Velma?

It's empty.


All my stuff was in there.

What stuff?

Never you mind.

Well, whatever it was, it's gone now.

Along with your ride home.

We can drop you somewhere

when this is all over.

I do have a van.

Does it have active camouflage?

No, it's a regular van.

Well, then, what's the point?

What's the point of any of this?

Why am I trapped in here

with a bunch of kids

when I have m*llitary-grade bulldozers

outside right now,

ready to bring

this infernal building to the ground?

That's it.

What's what?

I was this close to figuring out

the solution to the mystery,

but there was one tiny piece

of the puzzle out of place.

President Luthor,

you just knocked it into place.

(cell phone ringing)

I have to take this. Excuse me.

But Velma called me "President."

Everybody heard it.

No takesies-backsies.

Where have you been?

All right, now that Lex is gone,

we can get to

the bottom of this phantom business,

and find out what happened to

the Justice League.

All we need is the perfect trap.

Say no more.

(all shrieking, groaning)

Like, seeing as Superman's counting on us,

anyone got a better idea?


I think he's trying to tell us something.

What is it, Krypto?

Yes, I got lost again!

And before anyone makes jokes,

I'll remind you,

I have a wristwatch-disintegrator.

You're very good

with science and technology,

aren't you, Luthor?

How do I put this so you'll understand?

"Golly, gee, Fred, you betcha! Jimpies!"

It's "jinkies."

Do I look like I care? Now, up, up, up.

All right, what's the plan?

Are we building a trap, or not?

My driver is missing! Look how upset I am.

Oh, there's no need for a trap.

Krypto figured it all out.

(excited bark)

The Justice League was called away

for an emergency.

That's all.

And what about the phantoms?

Swamp gas.

(grunting angrily)

Swamp gas?

That's the most

ridiculous thing I've ever heard.

And I saw Superman: The musical.

Turns out there's no real mystery here.

So they won't be able to sell you

the Hall of Justice after all.

It's safe for tourists to come back.

Mayor Fleming's on her way

with a group now.

Let's go!

I just got off the phone with Fleming.

She didn't say anything about this.

What about Mercy and Grundy?

Eh, they'll turn up.

They probably got lost. Like you.

(grunting angrily)

This makes no sense.

What about the food truck lady?

And the valet?

Their stories checked out.

Well, I would have liked

to have been consulted.

Well, golly gee, Lex,

you're not really

part of our team, are ya?


And here they are now!

The kids of Mystery Incorporated

and their pal, Krypto the Superdog!

(all cheering)

We had a deal, Fleming.

Nothing to say? (grunts)

I sure hope you're right about this.

Now let's see who the phantom really is.

Lex's driver?


You're letting her get away.


(computer) Acknowledged.

Oh, nuts!

It was a trap!

Would somebody please explain

what's going on?

(clears throat) Everyone get comfortable.

Mercedes "Mercy" Graves,

personal assistant,

driver and bodyguard to Lex Luthor--

I already know all that.

But do you also know

just how tired I am of being all of that?

Of carting your ungrateful rear end

from this board meeting

to that red carpet charity mixer?

Can you just put me down

for two minutes while I do this part?

Thank you.

Where was I?

Ah, yes.

Do you know how it feels to, every night,

see the flashbulbs light up for you, Lex,

then immediately go dark for me?

That was paparazzi

you were supposed to keep away from me!

I wanted them to see me, Lex.

Not just as the chauffeur

of the man who started,

and then dissolved, The Legion of Doom!

That was purely a business decision.


Somewhere, Lex Luthor,

between the Legion of Doom

and the White House,

you lost your edge.

Ha! (scoffs)

Look at you.

Paying back the Justice League

for a few bags of chips?

How did you know about that?

I see everything, Lex.

Which is how I knew

which of our LexCorp-run m*llitary

storage facilities the Mayor sent this to!

The Phantom Zone Projector.

With it, I could do something

Lex Luthor never could.

Step one, make

the Justice League disappear!

Step two, move into

their precious Hall of Justice

and convert it into

a new supervillain headquarters!

Run by me, and with free snacks.

Like, where do we sign up?

Guys, supervillains?

Daphne, snacks!

Yoink! A passable plan,

but then the tour groups started coming.

Mercy knew she'd never

have the place to herself,

so she used the projector on a low setting

to create an illusion of phantoms

haunting the old, abandoned

Hall of Justice.

Which terrified the tourists

and sent them running.

Every time Mercy brought you to the Hall

for your meetings with Mayor Fleming,

she'd sneak away and hide,

then turn on the phantom projector

and scare people off.

But what about

when Solomon Grundy got hold of the dogs?

When she thought the dogs were in danger,

she used the projector on Grundy,

sending him into the Phantom Zone,

thus saving Scooby and Krypto!

Wouldn't have figured that out

if you hadn't accidentally left

your empty messenger bag at the scene,

the same bag you've been

hauling this baby around in for months.

So if the projector sent Grundy

to the Phantom Zone,

then that means...

The "illusion" of the phantoms

wasn't just an illusion.

It was the Justice League

trying to break out of the Phantom Zone

where Mercy imprisoned them.

And that means we can bring them back.



Everybody step back!

What are you doing, Luthor?

What I've been planning all along.


And I'm really, really good at it.

Did you think I, Lex Luthor,

hadn't figured out the solution

to this mystery months ago?

What are you saying, Lex?

I'm saying, "Well done, Mercy."

I'm saying I'm proud of your ingenuity,

if not your treachery.

That's right!

I've been two steps ahead of you

from the beginning!

Which is, frankly, very on-brand for me.

But I let you have your fun

as long as it got the Mayor

to sell me this land.

Which she agreed to do earlier,

on the phone,

when you were busy setting this

admittedly brilliant trap.

It was Krypto's plan.

Diabolical. Any chance

you'll switch sides and work for me?

(growling angrily)

Superman said the same thing.

Land, kids.

When I was six years old,

my father said to me--

Uh, "Get out"?

-(Scooby chuckles)

-(sarcastically) Ha-ha.

Before that, he said,

"Son, stocks may rise and fall,

utilities and transportation systems

may collapse.

People are no dang good,

but they will always need land,

and they'll pay through the nose

to get it!

-Remember, my father said--


Rat's right. Rand.

I mean, land!

This land, the former Hall of Justice

and site of the future

tallest building in the world,

the all new LexCorp Tower.

Jimpies! This room needs windows.

(computer) Acknowledged.

Much better.

-Thank you.

-Don't mention it.

(Mercy) Bulldozers?

See, this is my point, Lex.

You're not having evil fun anymore.

Oh, no?

Robot Demolition Squad?

(Lex) Kryptonite powered.

And I have no intention

of paying anyone for those Chipzees.

Oh, Lex, you're back!

Baby, I never left.

Get off, you mangy mutt.

Initiate defense sequence.

Rex Ruthor's a robot.



We have to get that projector

away from Lex.

Where's Freddy?

He left the Utility Belt.

(Lex laughing maniacally)

Shaggy! Scooby!

(Krypto yelps)

(whining, straining)


Oh, no. A Kryptonite heart!


Wow, Daphne. You'd make

a pretty good Wonder Woman.

I prefer Batman.

You're more of a Wonder Woman.

I wish.


It's Fred.

Is that an invisible t*nk?

If not, it's got

a lot of firepower for a trolley.


Oh, hey. Don't yell into

the invisible headset, J.B.

Sorry, sorry, sorry!

I just never knew I could

love my job this much!

Me neither.


(both whimpering)

Never ever let anybody say

I don't protect my customers!

Dude, this is one heck of a food truck.

Say, Scoob, is that making you

as hungry as it is me?

Not now, Shaggy. But, yes.



I see you're still weak

from the Kryptonite.


I know that look.

Ow! Ow! Ow!


(tires screeching)

They just keep coming!

-(Fred) Here.


Then we'll keep fighting.


I've gotta have something here

that can help.

We do.

Fetch, boy!


That's it, Rexie. Fetch!

Fetch for me.

Go, Krypto!

Go, Rex!


Oh, no! Rex's Kryptonite heart!

-(all cheering)

-What? How?

Maybe the only thing

stronger than a Kryptonite heart...

is a Kryptonian one.

(groans, sighs)

You're fired.

Krypto. All right.

Krypto! Oh, yes!

Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?


Only one thing left to do.


(Superman) Good boy.

(all cheering)

Lex Luthor, what have you done now?


Well, League, it looks like we've got

another villainous scheme on our hands.



Well, g*ng, another mystery solved.

Nice work.

You kids just took down former President

and current dirtbag, Lex Luthor.

And, like, don't forget

dirtbag-in training, Mercy Graves!

Can I get a quote?

It was the perfect plan.

And I would have gotten away with it, too,

if it weren't for these meddling kids!


And the dogs.

Write that down.

Hey, what about Solomon Grundy?

Wasn't he part of the Legion of Doom?

Shouldn't he be handcuffed, too?

I don't think Grundy's part in all of this

had anything to do with

doom and destruction.

He was just trying to make a new friend.


Solomon Grundy pet you on Monday,

pet you on Tuesday,

-pet you on a Wednesday...

-Shaggy, help!

-(Solomon chuckles)

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, everybody back in line.

Hey. No cutting. No cutting.


Sorry, Scooby. Business is up

and Shaggy and I got an arrangement.

Like, dude, one for you, two for me.

So, Daphne, now that this is all over...

Oh, Jimmy.

I'm sorry, but I only want to be friends.

That's just what I was gonna say.

Honestly, I feel like

you've been holding me back.


Wait, you're breaking up with me?

We weren't even--

There, there, Daphne, let it all out.

Freddy's here.


Well, you did a great job, kids.

-You'd all make terrific reporters.


Clark? Where have you been?

Just got back from a top-secret

overseas assignment, Jimmy.

I sure hope I didn't miss

anything exciting.

What are you talking about?

You were just here--

I mean, uh, (clears throat) yeah.

Whatever you say, Clark.

My glasses.

I can't see a thing without my glasses.



Phew! Thanks, pal.

(friendly bark)



Ooh! Thanks.




(theme music playing)
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