01x08 - When You Witch Upon a Star

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Vincent:
This is a warning
to all living mortals...

that whosoever opens
this chest of demons...

will release 13
of the most terrifying
ghosts...

upon the face of the earth.

Scooby:
Yikes!



Let's get them, bogel.

I'm with you, weerd.

Only you can return the demons
to the chest.

Shaggy & Scooby:
Why us?

Vincent:
Because you let them out.

Phew!



Vincent:
Thirteen ghosts have
been set free.

And I don't know which
is the scariest.

But the grossest creature
I'll ever see...

is something called
the dinner guest.

Mr. vanghoul,

your TV set in the
next room is buzzing.

That's more than a TV.

It's my monitor of activities
in the spirit world.

Flim flam:
Looks like you got
witches, Vince.

Yes, the brewski sisters,
ha, ha.

I have seen them before.

Oh, they're harmless really.

They can barely get
their brooms to fly.

Then they're not
from the chest of demons?

Vincent:
Of course not.

Phew!

Vincent: But that is definitely
from the chest of demons.

Mind if we change the channel?

Man:
We now return to Scooby
and scrappy-doo.

Scooby:
Oh, boy. Cartoons, heh.

No.

We have to find out what
that demon cloud is doing.

Sisters of the coven,

this is the black book
of spells.

Follow the incantations
as written

and your powers will grow.

Hey, this must
be one of those
self-help books, heh.

Mist: However,
you must do one thing.

You must join me
at stonehenge at
midnight tonight...

to recite spell number 13.

Spell 13.

At midnight tonight.

Certainly.

Together, it will make
us the most powerful
witches in the world.

Sisters,

we're in business.

We are witches of the night.

We're so hot we're out of sight.

Cooking. Nyah-nyah, nyah,

nyah, nyah. Nyah-nyah-nyah....

Spread out.

They're gonna be
the most powerful
witches in the world?

We're doomed.

We now return to
the 13 ghosts of Scooby-doo.

Wicked witches, demon clouds.

Where do we start, Mr. vanghoul?

You start by getting that spell
book...

before those foolish witches
destroy the world.

We've got some witches to splat.

You coming with us, Mr. v?

I'm afraid I cannot.

Like, we're not into
witches either, sir.

We'll stick with you.

Yeah.

If you wish.

I'm going to hunt down
that demon mist...

in the zone of eternal evil

where the darkest
spirits are trapped.

On second thought,

send us a postcard.

Yeah. So long.

Good luck with the mist, Mr. v.

If they don't recover that book,

no amount of luck will save us.

Oh, powers locked within this
stone...

transport me now
to the evil zone.

I hope I find that mist

before it finds me.

Scrappy:
We've found the witches' house.

Now, to get inside
and grab the book.

Oh, leave it to me, Daphne.

I have a book of my own.

"101 ways to
out-switch a witch."

It's fool-proof.

Yeah,

it will prove we're fools.

Count us out.

Yeah. No way.

Ah, trust me, guys.

I just read up on a great plan.

Flim flam, how come every time
you have a great plan...

we get left holding the bag?

Yeah.

Wanda: Let's see.

Spell number 13.

what's it say, Wanda?

What's it say?

Ah, keep your warts on
and let me read it, will you?

- Oh, oh.
- For spell number 13...

you follow this recipe.

Saute five pounds
of pickled dodo bird feathers.

- Check.
- Wanda: Stir in ten pounds
of powdered moon rocks.

Ernestine:
Double-check.

And you season with golden cobra
rattle from the pharaoh's tomb.

Golden cobra rattle?

Wanda: And you simmer till done

in a generous amount
of Paris sewer water.

Paris sewer water?

Icky poo.

Whoa!

You bat-brain. Why, I ought
to...

But, Wanda...

we're fresh out
of golden cobra rattles
and Paris sewer water.

I told you not to drink
that sewer water.

Oh, oh, I was thirsty.

Oh, well,

we'll just have to go
find the last two ingredients.

Prepare for flight.

Now, who could that be?

Heh, good day, madam.

Crazy shaggy here.

Your crazy traveling salesman,

with the craziest
buys in the universe.

Meet my associate, crazy Scooby.

Hello. I'm crazy.

We're both crazy, heh.

We're here to sell you anything,
that's right, anything.

And you'll never have to pay a
dime. Ever.

How can we sell it to you for
nothing, you ask, heh?

Because we're
completely nuts, heh.

Now, what can we sell you?

Oh, oh, do you have cobra
rattles and Paris sewer water?

Of course we do. Why?

Because we're crazy.

And it's all in this
magnificent 20 volume set...

the encyclopedia scoobtanica,

a welcome addition to any home.

These books have educated
thousands of foolish people...

some even as crazy as we are.

So don't be left in the dark.

Why, things are
looking brighter already.

We want cobra rattles
and Paris sewer water.

Why settle for sewer water

when you can have
the finest toilet
water in all of France?

Toilet water salesman?

Icky poo.

Oh, not icky poo, madam,

but the essence of perfume.

Just take a whiff.

Ah! What an aroma.

We call it eau de polecat.

We don't want books,
or perfume, or anything.

Just get out of here.

All of you.

We've got the spell book, scoob.

That's it. I've had enough.

We'll turn these
peddling pests into worms.

Give me the book of spells.

Certainly.

"The duck-billed platypus
is a furry egg-bearing mammal
who...."

What?

We've been tricked.

They stole our book.

Stop them.

Like, run for it.

So long, sports fans.

Oh, oh, bat wings.

Sic 'em!

Scooby:
Shaggy.

Help.

Hang on, scoob.

Both:
Whoa!

Did you get the book?

No, but they almost got us.

Witches:
We are witches of the night.

We're so hot,
we're out of sight.

Cooking

. Nyah-nyah, nyah, nyah,
nyah. Nyah-nyah-nyah....

I sure hope Mr. vanghoul
is having better luck than we are.

I can't see a thing.

Just darkness everywhere.

Oh, poor creature.

What are you doing here?

You're very welcome.

We meet again, Vincent vanghoul.

Vincent: Marcella.

So you're the evil mist.

But how did you
wind up in the zone?

I was swept here
by a spectral wind,

after I escaped
your chest of demons.

From one trap to the next, heh.

You never were terribly clever,
were you, marcella?

No.

Ha, ha, yes, vanghoul.

While you rot here,

my sister witches will
set me free at last...

to haunt the heavens
and the earth.

Hilda: Oh, oh, look, Wanda.

Look, ernestine.

The golden cobra rattle.

And it's got relations.

Don't sweat it, sisters.

Listen to this.

To the spirits
of slime I do beckon...

make hilda a snake,

but just for a second.

Wanda, what are you? A comedian?

Just keep that cobra
busy, butterball,

and we'll do the rest.

Oh, oh. Hi, you silly snake,
you. Nyuk, nyuk!

Scrappy:
We've found them, guys.

They're inside that pyramid.

And this time, I've got
a great plan to trick
those witches.

It can't miss, ha, ha.

Right, Scooby?

I don't know, film flam.

You know, you're sort of cute,
in a slimy sort of way, nyuk,
nyuk!

I got it.

Excuse me,

i have to go powder my fangs.

Whoa, whoa, whoa....

Nyah, nyah, nyah,
nyah-nyah-nyah....

Those witches will never
recognize us in these disguises.

It's not gonna work, flim flam.

Oh, come on, guys.

Trust me.

Have I ever steered you wrong?

Others:
Yes.

Look who's coming.

Ernestine:
Hey, hey, it's those
same kids again.

Gee, they're after our book.

Let me zap them, Wanda.

Oh, let me zap them.

No, ernestine.

We can't fool around now.

We have work to do.

We still have to get that Paris
sewer water.

Yummy.

But we don't have enough
time to go to Paris.

Well then we'll make
Paris come to us.

With a magic spell.

Allow me, Wanda.

Do wah ditty,
hamma, hamma, hamma.

Oh, northern city, come to mama.

Oh, my gosh.

What have those witches done?

We're in nome, Alaska.

Well, as the saying goes,
when in nome, do as
the nomans do.

♪ jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ jingle all the way ♪

♪ oh, what fun it is to
ride in a one-dog open sleigh,
hey! ♪

you knucklehead.

You read the wrong spell.

Oh, that's impossible.

I don't know how to read.

Here, let me do it.

Inky-dinky, parlay-vouzee,

Paris and desert switcherroozee.

♪ oh, what fun it is to ride
in a one-dog open sleigh,
hey! ♪

success.

What do those witches want here?

They need Paris sewer water
for their spell.

And this next plan
spells success.

To the sewers.

Sewers?

Ick!

Ugh, in a short while,
Vincent...

my loyal sisters will
rescue me from this zone.

I wouldn't count on

those three witches if
I were you, marcella.

Oh, I do appreciate
your concern.

But with the book of
spells, they can't fail.

Once they reach stonehenge
and make a brew...

they'll chant spell 13.

Which will set you free.

Precisely.

And I'm afraid
you can't follow me.

At least not without
your lovely necklace.

Get used to Mr. vanghoul,
eidsvik.

He'll be staying here
quite a while.

In fact, until the end of time.

This is the last ingredient
we need for the brew.

Paris sewer water.

Oh, oh, boy, I'm thirsty.

Icky poo. Knock it off,
will you?

You're grossing me out.

Ready to flim flam them, guys?

Absolutely not.

That's the spirit, Scooby.

Let's roll.

Come on, girls.

We've got a spell to cast.

Flim flam: No, mademoiselles.

Please, wait.

I am Pierre flim flam.

The finest sewer
painter in all of Paris.

I must paint your portrait.

Assistants.

My canvas.

I am trying to paint them,
not me.

Spread out.

Flim flam:
Permit me to pose you.

Aha! That is perfect.

But that book. It ruins
everything.

Let me hold it for you.

No way

Mitts off.

Flim flam: But it
destroys the composition.

I must take it.

Yuck!

It's those kids again.

Let's zap them.

Au revoir, mademoiselles.

Tout suite, and all that rot.

We are witches of the night.

We're so hot we're out of sight.

Cooking. Nyah-nyah, nyah, nyah,

nyah. Nyah-nyah-nyah....

Enough of your silly songs.

Get to stonehenge now

and cast spell 13, or I'll...

Scrappy:
Follow those brooms.

It looks like it's up to Scooby
and the others now.

Too bad I can't stay
and watch your final hours,
vanghoul.

And too bad you don't have
better taste in jewelry.

Eidsvik. Where are my gowns?

I need to dress
for the mortal world.

Ah! Blood red.

My favorite color.

Am I taking you with me,
eidsvik?

Don't be ridiculous.

Once I'm free,

I'll have no use for a
worthless lackey like you.

Hilda:
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

We made it, sisters.

Stonehenge. Nyuk-nyuk-nyuk!

Well, now, let's get spell 13...

Sss, cooking.

Witches:
Nyah, nyah, nyah-nyah-nyah....

Nyah, nyah, nyah-nyah-nyah...

They're about
to start their spell.

I sure wish
Mr. vanghoul were here.

He'd know what to do.

Ah, don't sweat it, scrappy.

I've found a plan in my
book that cannot fail.

Flim flam, like, face facts.
Your plans backfire every time.

We are the few who
stir the stew...

and boy, this stew sure stinks.

Ewww!

Daphne:
Who dares to enter my domain?

This is the territory of witch
Daphne.

And her band of nasty meanies.

We're the brewski sisters.

Soon to be the most powerful...

And beautiful witches on earth.

Say, that's the black book
of spells, isn't it?

Yeah. What a book.

It has spells for everything.
Why, we're...

What's it to you?

Oh, nothing, really.

I'd just like to
take a look at it.

They don't have any idea
what you're up to, Daphne.

How can they?
I don't have any
idea what I'm up to.

Well, let's make a deal.

When we become powerful,

we'll need puppy dog
tails for our spells.

So we'll show you the book

if you give us the
tail of that dog.

Dog? What dog?

I'm not a dog.

Well, are you talking
about a big spell?

Could be.

Then you'll probably
need the whole dog.

Scooby:
Huh!

Shaggy! Help!

Relax, scoob,

we'll get you out of there
as soon as we grab the book.

Oh, all right.

♪ oh, where, oh, where
has my little dog gone? ♪

♪ oh, where, oh,
where can he be? ♪

Hilda:
Hey, hey. Look who's coming.

Uh-oh!

I thought Vince was gonna
take care of that demon mist.

What is going on here?

We been waiting around
for you, cloudy.

Spell 13 is ready to go.

But who are these creatures?

Who? Them?

They're ok. They're
just a bunch of....

Ernestine:
It's those same kids.

Yeah, and we were just leaving.

Wanda: Our book.

Stop them.

Hey, Scooby, catch.

No one crosses marcella.

Oh, no. Uncle Scooby.

Hang on, scoob.

I'm coming.

Hey. They took my broom too.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

Scooby:
Yikes!

No!

Get back that book.

Mr. vanghoul.

Where are you?

Eidsvik?

Thank you, my friend.

But I'm afraid we're
stuck here forever.

That necklace
marcella took with her

was my only means of escape.

Eidsvik, you're brilliant.

We have no time to lose.

To this foul zone,
we say goodbye...

on to stonehenge, away we fly.

Hilda:
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Mr. vanghoul.

So nice of you to drop in, sir.

Where have you been?

Now, everybody, stay calm.

Scooby,

let me have the spell book.

Spell 13.

I hope this works.

Hey, I got it back.
Nyuk-nyuk-nyuk!

Mr. v, what are you doing?

You let them have the book.

Everything's under control,

shaggy. Trust me.

Trust you?

You're starting to
sound like flim flam.

Spell 13.

Hold your horse.

I'm looking for it.

We gotta stop them.

No, scrappy.

Mr. vanghoul.

Get the chest
of demons ready instead.

With pleasure, Vince.

Ah! Spell 13.

Here goes.

Marcella,
trapped inside your zone,

we send you now
to a different home.

In your new home we hope
you'll rest,

you're going back
to the demon chest.

No. That's the wrong spell.

That's what it says in the book.

You fools.

fools

fools

Nighty-night, marcella.

Oh, I think we goofed.

On the contrary.

You cast the spell perfectly.

Then we've really
become the most powerful
witches in the world?

No, I'm afraid you're
back to being the least
powerful in the world.

Icky poo!

Vincent:
I'll take this for safe keeping.

But how did you get them to read
the wrong spell, Mr. vanghoul?

Oh, it all happened
during that delightful
broom-ride.

I managed to tear spell 13
from the book...

and replace it
with a little poem of my own.

Vincent: But the key to
my success was eidsvik.

And the key to our success
was my book,


out-switch a witch, heh.

It taught us a lot
about witches, huh?

But it didn't teach us
the most important thing,
flim flam.

Flim flam:
Yeah, what's that?

♪ we are witches of the night ♪

♪ we're so hot
we're out of sight ♪

♪ sss, cooking.
Nyah-nyah, nyah,

nyah, nyah.
Nyah-nyah-nyah.... ♪

♪ Scooby-dooby-doo,

Scooby-dooby-dooby-doo ♪♪