03x03 - Wrestle Maniacs

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♪ Scooby-Dooby Scooby-Dooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby Scooby-Dooby-Doo ♪

♪ There's a mystery in town ♪

♪ So call the coolest pup around ♪

♪ That's Scooby ♪

♪ A pup named Scooby-Doo ♪ ♪ Scooby-Doo Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Join Shaggy and the crew ♪

♪ Daphne Freddie Velma too ♪

♪ And Scooby ♪

♪ A pup named Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby-Doo Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ When the ghosts and ghouls attack ♪

♪ Scooby eats a Scooby Snack ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby-Doo ♪ ♪ Jinkies ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby Scooby-Dooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby Scooby ♪ ♪ Scooby ♪

♪ So come on it's mystery time ♪

♪ You can help us solve the crime ♪

♪ With Scooby ♪

♪ A pup named Scooby ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ A pup named Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby-Doo Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby-Doo where are you? ♪

♪ Scooby-Doo ♪♪

(Shaggy) Like, the g*ng and I were at the grand reopening

of the CWF or Coolsville Wrestling Federation.

I came as Commander Cool

along with my pal, a pup named Scooby-Doo.

That's Rellow Rutt!

(Shaggy) Uh, like, pardon me.

Make that my partner, Mellow Mutt.

Thank you.

You two look like major geekoids

in those goofy costumes.

Like, no way, Daphne.

We're the guardian mascots of the CWF.

Yeah, we're official.

Besides, where else will we get the chance

to dress as sharp as these guys?

Oh, yeah.

Thank goodness you don't take

this stuff seriously, Velma.

Jinkies! Now, you've got him!

- Use a body slam! - Velma?

Pardon me, Daphne, but these gladiatorial encounters

get me excited.

Get him in a leg lock! That's it!

Now, pin him! Pin him!

Freddie, the match is going on over there.

I was yelling at those guys fighting by the snack bar.

Hi, kids. Hi, Scooby.

- Oh, hello, Ms. Colossal. - Hi.

It sure was a shrewd business move

for you to buy the Coolsville Wrestling Federation.

I'm glad Colossal Toy's two best customers

could be here tonight.

Uh, like, thanks, Ms. Colossal.

Uh, by the way, when is the official

Commander Cool Kitty Litter comin' out?

Yeah, we can't wait.

Let me check. Barbara!

They should be ready in approximately 12.7 days.

vroom

I thought Barbara Simone was in jail for haunting your factory.

Oh, she's using a prison release work permit.

[gasps] It's so hard to find

a good secretary these days.

Wow, look at that!

'Baron Scuzzball's got the Coolsville Comet'

'in the dreaded chair hold.'

[expl*si*n]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[growling]

Oh, no! It's the cow ghost.

(Heifer) 'Got you!'

- Yikes! - Yikes!

I, the Ghost of the Hooded Heifer

shall destroy you.

[cackling]

♪ We now return to "A Pup Named Scooby-Doo" ♪

♪ Scooby-Doo Scooby-Doo ♪ ♪ Dooby Dooby ♪♪

[shuddering]

[mooing]

The CWF is m-mine.

Like, what do we do now, Mellow Mutt?

Oh-oh! I know.

Good thinking, Scoob.

Our Commander Cool Cow Repellent.

plop

No!

[mooing]

- Are you two alright? - Never better.

[sniffing]

This smells like barbecue sauce.

Like, is there any better way to repel a cow?

Not that I know of.

Is that horrible Hooded Heifer gone?

What do you know about the Heifer, buddy?

Huh? Huh? Huh?

What do I know? I'll tell you what I know!

I've got a real scary story for all of you.

Like, why does there always have to be scary story?

Ah, I don't know.

The Hooded Heifer was the meanest wrestler

in the CWF.

He'd stop at nothing to win a match.

[engine rumbling]

[crowd booing]

[mooing]

He even turned on the audience.

thud

[clinking]

Finally, he was kicked out of the CWF

but swore he'd come back for revenge.

A cow haunting a wrestling arena?

Get serious.

- Like, it makes sense to me. - Yeah, me too.

I'm taking a long vacation

till that cow is put out to pasture.

thud

You dropped your remote control, Mr. Comet.

Oh, ah, thanks, uh..

I-I'm watching a lot of TV wrestling while I'm gone.

poof

Wow, that's my kind of vacation.

Mine too.

I really could use your help, kids.

(Shaggy) 'Like, we'd love to, Ms. Colossal.'

But Scoob and I have this thing about ghosts.

Yeah, they scare us.

I thought you guys were supposed to be superheroes.

Like, who? Us?

boing

I don't see any superheroes.

Oh.

I spent all my money to buy the CWF.

If it goes out of business

'it's also the end of Commander Cool Toys.'

Huh? Like, no more Commander Cool Toys?

[chuckles] That's scarier than any ghost, Scoob.

You're telling me?

[rattling]

Come on, Mellow Mutt, let's go look for clues.

Right on, Commander Cool.

[rattling]

There sure is an awful lot to sniff around here.

Don't worry, I can handle it.

♪ Scooby-Doo-Doo-Doo ♪

♪ Dooby-Doo-Doo ♪

[barking]

♪ Scooby-Doo-Doo-Doo ♪♪

Jinkies, Scooby, you found a clue.

Aw, all in a day's work for Rellow Rutt.

It's a canceled check.

And it's signed by someone named "Herbert Blaum?"

[door opens]

Ooh, like, who's that?

[dramatic music]

Alright, buster! Who are you and what are you doing here?

Oh, excuse me, miss.

Freddie, she's a he.

The name's Little Bo Peter.

I-I'm the world's biggest wrestling fan.

Oh, like, why is that?

'Cause I got more wrestling souvenirs than anyone.

Wanna see my official Coolsville Wrestling Federation

whoopee cushion?

Uh, no, but we would like to see

your bottle of CWF barbecue sauce.

Yeah, we're hungry.

Bleh!

I hate barbecue sauce.

Say, if you're a fan

why are you dressed like a wrestler?

Yeah, how come?

I wanted to be a real wrestler.

But Carol Colossal laughed at my costume.

Gee, that's hard to imagine.

But I'll show her.

I'm joining the Swindleson Brothers

Wrestling Federation.

Swindleson Brothers? Who are they?

They're swell guys.

They hate Carol Colossal as much as I do.

Excuse me, but I've got some

intensive training to do with my partners.

Like, I didn't know you had any partners.

- Me neither. - Lots of 'em.

Come on, you guys, move it. Move it.

[bleating]

Hmm, we better pay a visit

to the Swindleson Brothers, g*ng.

(Freddie) Boy, this place sure is spooky looking.

We'll never get Scooby to go inside.

Unh-unh.

Like, don't worry, Freddie

Scoob will do anything for a Mellow Mutt munchie.

That's right.

- Oh, no! It's empty, Scoob. - Empty?

- Do you know what this means? - No, what?

Now, there's absolutely nothing

that'll get Mellow Mutt to go inside.

- That's right. - Not money, not gold, not--

Would you do it for a Scooby Snack?

Okay.

[gulps] Hmm! Hmm!

whoosh

[sighs]

I'm ready.

[dramatic music]

[gulps] Like, this place

really gives me goose bumps galore, Mellow Mutt.

Uh-uh. You're not the only one.

Let's split up, g*ng.

Like, we split up five minutes ago, Freddie.

Oh, yeah. I forgot.

swoosh

Like, the Hooded Heifer could be anywhere.

The souvenir shop, the ticket booth, the snack bar.

Zoinks! Did I say snack bar?

- You did. You did. - Ha-ha-ha.

Let's wrestle up some major munchies, Mellow Mutt.

Right, Commander!

whee

[both humming]

Hmm-mm! A hero sandwich fit for a true superhero.

[slurping]

My favorite kind.

Uh, like, hand me the mustard, please.

Thanks, Scoob.

Thanks for what?

[gulps] Like..

Did you hand me the mustard, Scooby?

- No. - And, like..

You don't have a hook, do you?

No, I don't think so.

[grunting] M-move it or lose it!

[screaming]

Let's make track, Scoob!

[mooing]

Like, I know what's in here somewhere.

Commander Cool Death Ray.

Commander Cool Oven Mitt.

Commander Cool Quick Stool.

Ah! Ah! Here it is.

The official Commander Cool Rocket-Powered Hat.

- Like, hang on, Mellow Mutt. - Hangin' on.

[screaming]

Hurry, hurry, step right up.

Get your official wrestling souvenirs.

Huh?

Here's your official wrestling cap.

'Here's your official wrestling china.'

Your sponge, bowling ball.

And you're official wrestling motorcycle.

M-marvelous!

Uh, like, we'd love to stick around and chew the cud

but we're closed.

Yeah, ciao, cow.

[growling]

[screeching]

[knocking on door]

- Can we help you, kids? - Can we help you, kids?

[Daphne screams]

Calm down, Daphne. They're not ghosts.

I know, but look at those tacky, cheap suits.

(Shaggy) Like, gangway!

I've got one thing to say to you, men.

What's that, kid?

Did you know you each have two heads?

Like, it's me and Scooby, Freddie.

Oh, yeah. I knew that.

In case you little punks are interested, I'm Morty.

And I'm Marty.

(both) Official proprietors of Swindleson's New York

Wrestling Federation.

But this isn't New York. It's Coolsville.

Maybe that's why business has been so bad.

Nah, it's because Carol Colossal

stole our wrestlers away with her stupid promises.

What kind of promises?

She promised to pay them real money.

Of all the nerve.

Say, you've been eatin' barbecue sauce, puppy?

Bleh!

- We hate that stuff. - Sorry.

It's a good thing we still have

our last wrestling Neville here.

Neville? Who's he?

Neville, get your big fat ledger in here.

Yes, Mr. Swindleson, sirs.

He's a wrestler?

Yeah, and an accountant, too.

Nobody can balance books in a ring like this guy.

How would you two costume clowns like to wrestle our big star?

Huh! Uh-uh, like, I'm sorry, Mr. Swindleson.

Uh, but we're here on official superhero business.

Yeah, on official superhero business.

No problem, kid.

Yeah, we understand.

- Neville, get rid of them! - Neville, get rid of them!

Yes, Mr. Swindleson, sirs.

thwack

Oh, boy. Like, I've never seen anyone

do that with a calculator before.

Me neither.

I guess we won't find any clues here.

N-n-not when I'm through with you!

Yikes!

I'm sick of your m-meddling.

'You're hamburger.'

[evil laughter]

[instrumental music]

[growling]

Scooby, do something!

Hmm! I know!

Like, good thinking, Mellow Mutt.

We'll use our Commander Cool Bull-Fighting Kits.

[growling]

(both) Ole.

[growling]

[swooshing]

[instrumental music]

[swooshing]

[swooshing]

Everybody, tango.

[swooshing]

[screaming]

Like, way to go, Mellow Mutt. You out-hoofed the Hoofer.

- Uh, Heifer. - Heifer.

Naturally.

Jinkies!

Uh, like, excuse me, Velma.

Let us professional superheroes handle this.

Yeah.

- Jinkies! - Jinkies!

Wow, there's a cow's hoof on that letter.

And it's from Baron Scuzzball.

Come on, Mellow Mutt, we better go back to CWF

and talk to Baron Scuzzball.

- That's right. - Like, after you.

- He-he-he! Yeah. - Oh, brother.

Let's go already.

(Freddie) 'Oh, no. Look.'

Baron Scuzzball's hurting someone.

Like, great, there's never a superhero around

when you need one.

- Yeah. - You guys are superheroes.

Ah, like, oh, yeah.

- Looks like that. - Besides, it's only a dummy.

- It is? - It is?

Like, in that case, let's go, Mellow Mutt.

Right, Commander Cool.

[swooshing]

Like, it's a good thing that's only a dummy.

Mellow Mutt and I were just about to get serious.

Really serious.

You're Baron Scuzzball.

The meanest, dirtiest cheater

in the entire Coolsville Wrestling Federation.

That's me, twerp.

Gosh, can I have your autograph?

Like, how come you don't like Carol Colossal?

Because, she won't let me cheat in the ring.

Imagine that.

You kids have any idea how tough it is

to be an honest slime ball?

In fact, there's only one thing

I hate more in the world.

- Barbecue sauce? - Yuck! That's it!

Take it away. Ugh!

Just what do you know about this envelope, Baron Scuzzball?

Oh, no. This letter was an apology to my mom.

Did you forget her birthday?

No, I beat her durin' our last match.

She's Granny Gator.

Gosh, the meanest, toughest

old lady wrestler in the CWF.

But, if she never got my apology..

Baron Scuzzball, there you are!

(Baron) 'Uh-h, w-w-wait, wait a minute, ma.'

'I can explain everything.'

I didn't appreciate that headlock, young man.

Wait till your father hears about this.

Ow, mom, take it easy.

Wow, the dreaded earlock!

We'd better ask Carol Colossal about Baron Scuzzball.

Good idea, Daphne. Come on, g*ng.

Hm, I believe I have a file

on Baron Scuzzball.

Now, where is it?

Here's the Scuzzball file, Ms. Colossal.

Thank you, Barbara.

Ew, they don't come any slimier than this guy, do they?

The Commander Cool Handbook will tell us

how to deal with riff-raff like Baron Scuzzball.

Yeah.

Like, "Take two eggs, beat lightly, add a cup of.."

Oops, this is the Commander Cool recipe book.

[chuckles]

Rats!

It says here, "Catch the villain.

Catch the villain. Catch the villain."

Hah, like, that's pretty deep stuff, Scooby.

What do you think we should do?

Hmm, catch the villain?

Sounds like a plan to me.

We better pay Scuzzball's dressing room a visit.

[doorknob rattling]

Look, there's Baron Scuzzball now.

Like, let us professional-type

superheroes handle this, Freddie.

- Like, we need to talk, buddy. - Yeah, buddy.

Mmm, called?

Ah!

[gurgling]

Like, it's time for the official Commander Cool Music Band.

Right, Shaggy.

Play it, guys.

[instrumental music]

♪ Haunted Heifer ghostly duel ♪

♪ He's a grad of scary school ♪

♪ A thousand pounds of.. ♪

[telephone ringing]

Hello.

[growling]

Ah!

♪ Oh yes did we end up wrestling yet ♪

♪ Just flew in from Transylvania ♪

♪ Ooh-ooo ♪

♪ Got that nasty attitude ♪

♪ He's so spooky ♪ ♪ Really rude ♪

♪ When the bell sounds you will know ♪

♪ It's time for his ghastly show ♪

♪ On the ropes or in the ring ♪

♪ He will haunt almost anything ♪

♪ Whoa slimy sleeper hold look out now ♪

♪ He's a hooded haunted cow ♪

♪ Look out ♪♪

[mooing]

[mooing]

- That was close. - Like, oh, no!

It's the Ghost of the Hooded Heifer's little brother.

The Hooded Calf.

It's me, Shaggy.

Jinkies.

(Daphne) 'Velma has a plan.'

Like, I apologize, Velma, but we've got to consult

the Commander Cool handbook.

That's right.

It says here, "Always listen to Velma's plan."

- Like, sounds good to me. - Me, too.

[chuckles] Thanks.

Where, oh, where is the Hooded Heifer?

I do not see him anywhere.

He must have got scared and run a-way.

Prepare to meet your do-o-om!

Like, oh, no! It is the Hooded Heifer.

Jinkies, who will save us now?

Like, this is a job for our reigning champion..

'...Mellow Mutt.'

He-he! That's me.

(Hooded Heifer) 'I will m-m-mow him over.'

Now, you're m-mine!

[rumbling]

thud

Way to go, Mellow Mutt.

You used the Commander Cool

Impenetrable Brick Wall.

Thank you.

boom

[growling]

Oh, boy, they sure don't make

impenetrable brick walls like they used to.

I'll say.

Move it!

H-help!

These Commander Cool Cattle Trap should corral the Heifer.

H-help!

Oh, great, we corralled Scooby.

What do we do now?

Quick, Mellow Mutt, use the reverse

backward upside-down cow web.

Okay.

[swooshing]

Mellow Mutt to the rescue.

Ride on, Heifer.

[mooing]

Yee-haw!

[Hooded Heifer groaning]

- Like, nice goin', Mellow Mutt. - Yeah. Shucks.

I guess you two proved you weren't cow-ards after all.

[laughs] You get it, you guys? Cowards.

- Cowards? - Cowards?

[both laughing]

- We don't get it. - We don't get it.

Thanks for catching the cow, but who is he?

It was Little Bo Peter.

He would've done anything to become a pro-wrestler.

Besides, no one in their right mind would dress like that.

I almost forgot how bad he looked.

Yeah, his outfit was, um..

It was.. Jenkins!

Yes, Ms. Blake.

Do your Little Bo Peter impersonation.

Certainly, Ms. Blake.

Oh, yuck, I see what you mean.

That will be all, Jenkins.

Yes, Ms. Blake.

I'm sure it's the Swindleson Brothers.

We've always been rivals.

Now, what were their names again?

Uh, Marty and Morty, ma'am.

Uh, like, I think it was Baron Scuzzball.

He hated everyone.

Yeah, what an unpleasant fellow.

Hey, Jones, if you beat me in wrestling

I'll say I did it.

You're on!

[clanking]

I guess...he didn't do it.

[laughs] What a mega weenie.

Actually, the Hooded Heifer is none other than..

...Herbert Blaum.

(all) Who?

You know him better as the Coolsville Comet.

[all gasping]

(Velma) I first began to suspect the Comet

when he dropped the remote control.

It was actually used for setting off the expl*si*n.

I noticed the signature on his canceled check..

...matched the writing on the envelope Scooby found.

Not Baron Scuzzball's.

But when Scooby found the light sticks

I knew they belonged to the Coolsville Comet.

I get it.

He was upset because Ms. Colossal

bought the CWF before he could.

Yeah, and he wanted to scare everyone away

and buy the place real cheap.

And I would have gotten away with it, too

if it hadn't been for you kids

and those two lame superheroes.

- Like, all in a day's work. - Yeah.

- Oops. - Oops.

How can I ever repay you two for helping me?

Uh, like, no charge, no charge.

Like, we work for truth, justice

and the Commander Cool way.

That's right.

But if you insist..

There is one thing.

[indistinct whispering]

Wow, thanks to Shaggy and Scooby we got great seats.

How lucky can we get?

Get him! Use the headlock! That's it!

Velma, control yourself.

Jinkies, how embarrassing.

It looks like Commander Cool and Mellow Mutt are stars.

Like, everyone loves the official

Commander Cool victory dance, Scoob.

I know.

Like, saving the CWF is easy

if you have a super partner like my pal, a pup named..

Scooby-Dooby Doo!

[laughing]

[slurping]

♪ Scooby-Dooby-Doo Scooby-Dooby ♪

♪ Scooby Doo Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby Doo Scooby-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪

♪ "A Pup Named Scooby-Doo" ♪

♪ Scooby-Dooby Doo-Doo-Doo ♪

♪ Scooby ♪ ♪ He's so cool ♪

♪ Scooby-Doo Scooby-Doo ♪ ♪ Oh Scooby ♪

♪ Scooby Doo ♪♪