02x08 - Siam and the Moon

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[male narrator] It's "Scooby's All Star Laff-A-Lympics"

starring Scooby-Doo and the g*ng.

Scooby-Doo.

Blue Falcon and his mechanical misfit

Dynomutt, Dog Wonder.

That's me. Ha ha ha.

And introducing the world's first superhero

Captain Caveman and his mystery-solving companions

the Teen Angels.

Captain C-a-a-avem-a-a-an!

And it's round the world triple team competition

with the Scooby Doobies, Yogi Yahooeys

and Really Rottens.

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Forty-five stars in the Laff-A-Lympics.

Yes, it's "Scooby's All Star Laff-A-Lympics."

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[male announcer] Greetings, sports fans

welcome to another All Star Laff-A-Lympics.

Yes, there'll be action and antics aplenty today

at our first half here in beautiful Bangkok

the capital of Siam

where you'll thrill to these powerhouse sports.

And you'll be whisked around the world

to Cape Canaveral, Florida

for our rocket race to the moon.

After which, today's winners will be awarded the fabulous

Laff-A-Lympics gold.

Meanwhile, back in Bangkok

our first event is about to begin

the speedy slam bang's Siamese sampan race.

Mildew here, where our silly savages

are about to put yet another blotch on sports history.

Heavens to hibiscus, Mildew.

You should look up to our All Stars.

The Rottens even.

Hah, the day I look up to a Rotten

is the day I turn into a frog.

[Great Fondoo] 'Oh, your day has arrive.'

Zippethy-zappethy-zaapatey-zog

change Mildew into a frog.

Ribbit. Oh, God, great. Ribbit.

I just knew one day these Rottens would cause me

to, ribbit, croak.

[male announcer] Attention, everybody, let's meet our racers.

For the Yogis, it's Cindy Bear and Hokey Wolf.

Hong Kong Phooey and Dynomutt for the Scoobies.

And for the Really Rottens

it's Orful Octopus and Mrs. Creepley.

Alright, athletes, at the bong of the dong

get going.

clang

Now, while they're off and sampaning

let's check in on their race route.

This is ridiculous.

However, our sillies must sampan down this twisty turny river

through this impregnable jungle

to reach the finish.

Why, could they just race rubber duckies in a tub.

[male announcer] Ahem, meanwhile, back at the race

the Rottens have taken the lead.

The Yogis are second with the Scoobies are close third.

[all cheering]

Yes, and will stay ahead, darlin'.

Arr! Arr!

You and me, silky, honey.

We no match against an outboard octopus.

Are you kidding, Cindy?

They won't be able to match our pachyderm power.

Show her, Pamela.

[whooshing]

A jumbo jet-powered sampan?

What will these rubber rats refugees think of next?

Full speed ahead, Dynomutt.

Full speed?

Okie-dokie, Hong Kong-y.

[male announcer] The Yogis are overtaking the Rottens, but wait a second

the Scoobies have just passed them both

to take the lead.

[all cheering]

Psst, ladies first, darlings.

Oh, sure thing.

After you, madame.

Aah!

That was no lady, that was a Rotten

you Dyno Dumb Bunny.

Oh, shush, Mr. Phooey, allowing us ladies

to pass is true Southern gallantry.

Yeah, thanks a lot, y'all.

[laughs]

Quick, Dog Doddle, up anchor.

Okay, H.K. Coming up.

Dynomutt, up, up and away.

Hey, that's one clever accident, Dynomutt.

Hang around, H.K.

You haven't seen anything yet.

[laughing]

[speaking in foreign language]

[male announcer] Well, folks, while the Scoobies are, uh, hung up

the Yogis have edged out

the Rottens for the first place.

[all cheering]

Well, what do you know? Ha-ha.

Karate! Ye-hah-shah.

[splash]

Boy, that was great choppin', Hong Kong.

[whooshing]

[whirring]

Uh, Cindy, with our jet powered sampan, we can't lose.

I hear what you mean, Hokey.

[giggles]

Oh, darlings

wait till your jet gets a trunk full of sneezing powder.

[laughing]

Ahh-he-he.

Achoo!

[male announcer] Wow, the Yogis have blasted ahead

while the Rottens have also speeded up

uh, backwards

which puts the Scoobies in second place.

And what a maneuver.

Their shortcut has put the Yogis

almost to the finish line.

[all cheering]

Swell! But how're we gonna pull ahead to win?

Heck, H.K., I've got lots of pull.

[laughing]

[male announcer] It's going to be close, folks.

The Yogis are almost to the finish

but the Scoobies are really reaching for a victory.

[Hong Kong] 'Yeow.'

Next time I go sampanin' with you, Dynomutt

remind me not to go!

Hey, Hong, we reached the finish first.

[laughing]

Sorry, you mixed up mechanical mutt.

To win, you have to reach the finish

not bring the finish to you.

[male announcer] True, Mildew.

So, that puts the Yogis first

the Scoobies second

while the Rottens will finish third, eventually.

So now let's see how the scores add up.

The Yogis' win gives them 25 points.

The Scoobies are second with 15

while the Rottens are a cinch for a third place ten.

[all cheering]

[male announcer] Now, leaving the tranquil jungles of Siam

it's back to Bangkok for our next event

one of the superset sports of all

the Siamese three-way soccer match.

It's really simple, folks.

Three players will compete to sink the ball in their goal.

First to make a goal will be awarded 25 points.

The second 15, and ten for third.

Or if a player makes all three goals

he could score a total of 50 points.

Huh. That's silly enough.

How about this for a soccer ball?

[laughing]

Ahh, oops!

Sufferin' soccer socks

it's a little on the spongy side if you ask me.

Soft even.

[male announcer] Be that as it may, Snag, it's time to meet our players.

For the Yogis, it's Wally Gator.

Captain Caveman for the Scoobies.

And for the Rottens, it's Dinky Dalton.

[thud]

And now Snagglepuss will kick-off to the teams.

Heads up, you silly savages.

And may the best klutz win.

[thud]

[male announcer] As you can see, folks, this style of soccer

isn't quite as easy as it looks.

Dad gum.

Psst. Too much English on the tootsie, Dinky poo. Ha-ha.

Oh, shucks, I can't miss.

[male announcer] He's right, folks.

It looks like a clear shot

for Wally into the Yogis' unguarded goal.

[all cheering]

Boing boing boing

Watch it, Yogis, the Rottens and the Scoobies

are attempting to block.

And it's a terrific interception by the Rottens.

Now, Dinky has the ball.

Uh, or vice versa.

Dirty little fur ball.

[male announcer] No, Captain Caveman has the ball

and wow, just look at his amazing soccer techniques.

[all cheering]

This could be that first goal, folks

unless the Yogis or Rottens intercept.

Oh, unga bunga.

Uh-oh.

[male announcer] Oh, no, he missed.

Now, the ball is bouncing off Cavey so fast

he can't get a chance to sink it.

Oops. Unga bunga.

Arrgh!

Gulp!

[groaning]

[male announcer] Oh, no, Cavey ate the ball.

[whoosh]

Jehoshaphat!

Come back here, you furry soccer ball stealer, you.

[screaming]

[laughing]

I'll block him.

[male announcer] Too bad, Rottens, the first goal of the game

goes to the Scoobies for 25 points.

[all cheering]

Fantastic, Furry.

How do you feel about it?

Unga bunga.

[chuckles]

[male announcer] Here comes the next ball, athletes.

[blowing air]

This has got my name on it.

[thud]

That hurt.

Oh, shucks!

Terrific.

Since Wally touched the ball last

and it's heading straight for the Yogis' goal

they're certain to score.

[chuckles]

There it is, folks, a goal for the..

...the Rottens?

I must be seeing things.

Hold the scoring.

This must be checked out.

I concur. Agree even.

This calls for an instant replay.

A cheat check even.

[male announcer] Aha, it is a cheat by Muttley.

So, it's no score for the Rottens.

[grumbling]

Ahem, th-therefore, the second goal

goes to the Yogis for 15 points.

On your toes, athletes, here comes the last ball.

Fore!

Wow, that ball looks like it was shot out of a cannon.

And it's been caught by the Rottens.

[whooshing]

Unbelievable. It's a goal for the Rottens for ten points.

[whoosh]

[splash]

Dadg-g-gum.

[male announcer] And that's the game, folks.

Now, here are the final halftime scores.

Because the Scoobies won the match

their 25 points gives them 40.

And the Yogis' 15 points ties them for a first place.

As for the Rottens, they're still last with 20.

Brother, after sashaying in Siam with our silly savages

I wish I was somewhere far, far away

like the moon for instance.

[Great Fondoo] 'Oh, your wish is my command.'

Oh, no. Not again.

Ah, yes.

Bippity-boop and bippity-boom.

Put Mildew up on the moon.

[boom]

Heavens to Murgatroyd!

Where'd he go?

Disappeared to even.

I'm not sure, Snag, but if you're looking

for the man on the moon, that's me.

[male announcer] Don't worry, Mildew

we'll all be joining you up there later

for our rocket ship race to the moon.

So, stay tuned in, fans, for the second half

of the All Star Laff-A-Lympics.

[instrumental music]

[male announcer] We're here at Cape Canaveral, Florida.

The rocket center of the world

where our first event is about to begin.

The rocket race to the moon.

But first, a recap of the first-half scores.

The Yogis and Scoobies are tied in first place

with 40 points each.

While the Rottens are on the bottom with 20.

Now, let's go down to the launch site.

Recall, Mildew got Fondoo-ed to the moon

so he'll handle it from there.

I'll report from here.

Is that a roger, Mildew?

Roger-doger, Snagglepuss, and it's great here

where it's silly savage free.

Not for long, M.

It's only 250,000 miles from Earth to the moon.

So, after blast off

our racers will race through space

to the moon's west side to the finish line

here at Oceanus Procellarum.

A real out-of-this-world event even.

[male announcer] That's the countdown signal, folks.

So, let's meet our rocket racers.

Team Captain, Yogi Bear, will race for the Yogis.

[all cheering]

For the Scoobies, it's a terrific Tinker.

[all cheering]

And rocketing for the Rottens is Dread Baron and Muttley.

Attention, racers, teams and spectators

fasten your safety belts.

Three, two, one.

Blast off.

[whooshing]

And our racers are on their way

followed by our teams and spectators

in a passenger rocket.

And there's the first stage separation

as our racers streak out of the Earth's atmosphere.

Now, topping 50,000 miles per hour

all three racers are neck and neck.

Hold it, the Rottens seemed to be dropping back.

[Dread Baron] Not for long.

[laughing]

Hit their brakes, Muttley.

[giggles]

[g*n firing]

clank

[male announcer] What's this?

The Yogis and Scoobies are using

their braking parachutes to slow down

which is giving the Rottens a big lead.

[all cheering]

Oh, no. I just hope the Rottens have their umbrella.

There's a meteor rainstorm ahead.

Egad!

[rumbling]

[whoosh]

Uh, Rottens, watch out for fallin' rocks.

[laughing]

Thanks for the warning, you Jelly stone Stoopnagle.

[mumbling]

[male announcer] Now, half way to their destination

and using maximum power, our rocketeers

will have to rely on skill and luck, folks.

Or in the Rottens' case, simple skullduggery.

Tinker to Speedy, any idea, Speedy?

Lighten up, Tinker.

Golly, Speedy. That's it!

[male announcer] It's working, folks.

Now that Tinker is jettisoning almost everything

uh, including the kitchen sink

the Scoobies have rocketed into first place.

[all cheering]

Oh, boy, Boo-Boo, what'll I do?

Gosh, Yogi, don't sing the Jellystone blues.

You can beat those space canoes.

Canoe? Yeah.

So, that's what I'll do-do-do, Boo-Boo.

Yea-he-he-hey.

[male announcer] Terrific, the Yogis' paddle power assisted rocket

has picked up tremendous speed, folks.

And now as they approach the moon ready to land

it's the Yogis first and the Scoobies second.

As for the Rottens, there's just no way

they can catch up now.

[all cheering]

We're gonna win. We're gonna win!

[Dread Baron] Why should we catch up to them

when they're going to catch back to us?

[laughing]

Activate the space vacuum.

[chuckling]

[male announcer] Now approaching the finish line on Oceanus Procellarum--

Oh, stop with the big words.

All that means is ocean of storms.

[male announcer] Ahem, anyway, it seems certain

that the Yogis will touchdown first.

[Yogi] 'Ye-he-he-hey.'

'Nothing can stop us on winning..'

'No-o-o-o!'

[Tinker] 'Go-o-o-lly!'

I must be spaced out.

[laughing]

Sufferin' Sagittarians!

I would deem this a rotten foul. Chiken-ish even.

[male announcer] Sorry, Snag, there's nothing in the rules

to prevent the Rottens from using a, um, vacuum cleaner.

So, on with the race.

Here at the finish, it's time to keep our feet on the ground.

It's not because this nonsense is exciting

it's because of the moon's silly lack of gravity.

[male announcer] Well, here it is, fans, uh, and Mildew

the world's most spectacular race

is over and the winner is..

Uh, make that winners are, all three racers.

It's a three-way tie.

[rumbling]

[all cheering]

Drat! We could have won.

[mumbling]

I agree, you should have won a permanent disqualification

from all sports, you freaky, sneaky, cheaties, you.

[male announcer] Sorry, Mildew, no rules cover their

uh, unique rocketing techniques.

So, let's check the scores.

The three tying teams are in 25 point each.

So the Yogis and Scoobies are still tied for first

at 65 points each.

While the last place Rottens have moved up to 45

to remain last.

Our next event is yet another sports first

a footrace on the moon.

And here are our contestants.

Grape Ape for the Yogis.

[all cheering]

The Scoobies, Blue Falcon.

And it's the Great Fondoo for the Rottens.

Braack!

Uh, and Magic Rabbit.

[all cheering]

Tell the folks about it, reporters.

Gallopin' golliwags!

This footrace is an obstacle course too.

True, but our silly sausages' greatest obstacles

will be themselves.

And because of the moon's goofy gravity

one step will be like a big broad jump

as they race over pits, crevices

and across Copernicus Crater here to the finish.

[male announcer] Ahem. Thank you, Mildew.

Now, sound the starting trumpet, please.

Hmm, so a rooty toot.

'And a tooty toot too even.'

[male announcer] And they're off and away!

Uh, except it's the wrong way for the Rottens.

Oh, that was merely phase one of my plan.

- Braack! - Hah!

You won't scoff at Fondoo's phase two.

Uh, when I think of it.

Wow, with Grape's 100 footsteps

it looks like the Scoobies will be in real trouble, folks.

[all cheering]

Oops, my mistake.

Grape's 40 purple tons

have just launch the Scoobies into the lead.

Thanks for the lift, Grape Ape.

Any time. Grape Ape, Grape Ape.

[male announcer] Oh, too bad, Grape.

It looks like you're stuck in second place now.

[all cheering]

As for the Rottens, well, who knows what Fondoo will do.

Fondoo will now do phase two.

Observe.

Zippety-zametty zikkaty-zoket.

Launch-y Fondoo-ey like a rippety rocket.

[boom]

Oh, no. Sometimes, my fantastic magic works too well.

[whooshing]

[male announcer] Wow, the Rottens have taken off like a rocket to take the lead.

What do you mean like a rocket?

That wacko-magic-o is a rocket.

[all cheering]

[male announcer] Sorry, Rottens, your cheering is premature.

Since this is a footrace

your entry must step not fly over the finish line to win.

However, you tell the folks, Snag.

Indeed, although Fondoo isn't running the race

the judges have awarded the Rottens a ten point bonus

for breaking the world's rocket speed record

without a rocket even.

[all cheering]

[male announcer] Now, as to the Yogis, Grape Ape is using

all of his gargantuan strength to break free.

Going up.

'Grape ape, Grape Ape.'

[male announcer] Ahead is the finish line, folks.

The first place Scoobies might have trouble

crossing over that deep crevice.

And even more trouble because here comes Grape Ape

with his giant steps.

As for the Rottens, it looks like

they magic-ed themselves out of the race.

Oh, not so.

Uh, as soon as I recall the proper magical words--

Braack! Braack!

Sorry, Rabbit, wrong words.

Mmm, no matter the consequences

I must attempt the 300-foot leap.

What bravery, Blue buddy!

I really have to, um-mm, hand it to you.

What's that, Dyno?

An airlift.

[laughing]

Bubble gum. How humiliating, Dog Wonder.

[male announcer] Well, fans, as I see it

it's a toss-up between the Yogis and Scoobies

as to who will win.

Aha! I have it.

Kala-bazula, oh, rhymetty mine

drop me down-sy on the finish-y line.

[boom]

[male announcer] And here they come, folks.

Wow, the Rottens' fantastic comeback

makes them the winners.

While the Yogis and Scoobies tie for second place.

The Rottens ten points bonus ups them to 55

plus their 25 point win raises their score to 80.

While the second place Yogis and Scoobies also end up

with 80 each.

Wow, all three teams are tied

to become today's final winners.

[all cheering]

And so, folks, we have another first in sports history.

All three teams have won the Laff-A-Lympics gold.

[instrumental music]

Now, as our Laff-A-Lympiacs rocket back to Earth

is there any last word from our reporters?

Yes, indeed. Have the butterfly nets ready.

Mildew is flipped. Slipped a cog even.

[Mildew] 'It's not that, Snag.'

I figured if you can't beat 'em, join 'em'

so..

...I've gone bananas like all the other bananas on this show.

[male announcer] Ahem. Yes, it has been one of those days, fellas.

But please join us next week, fans

for an even bananier action-packed

sports spectacular All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

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boink

[screech]

[screech]

Argh!

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