Scooby-Doo! Moon Monster Madness Page #2

Okay. Everyone needs to calm dawn.

SLY [OVER PA]:
AH passengers,

please board and prepare for takeoff.

Oh, my gash. I've been waiting

my whale life for this moment.

I can hardly breathe.

Okay. Let's get going?

WOMAN [OVER PA]:

T-minus-5 minutes to launch.

I can't believe Shaggy and Scooby

are so calm.

- They get jumpy on elevators.

- They have U-Boat fever.

- Why do they call him that?

- Because he sinks everybody.

- He's a tackling machine.

- And he has a line cf snack foods.

U-Boat bites. I'll be surprised if Shaggy

and Scooby even notice we're in space.

Hey, would you like to join us

on the bridge for liftoff?

- Would I'? Oh-ho! You have...

- What do you say, Daphne'?

Really? Sure, thanks.

Bay. She sure left in a hurry.

Well, at least I have

you here, Fred, ta...

Hey, Zip. Cult.

- Yau guys going to the bridge?

- Yeah, but there's really...

Great, I'll join you.

Wait, I'll came tan.

Just need to undo these stupid belts.

I'd keep those an if you want to live.

Ridley, alien resistance fighter.

- Wait, really? That's a job'?

- It will be when the aliens invade.

Velma Dinkley, right? You're one of

the teen detectives, Mystery Inc.?

('Jerk Sparkman, Celebrity Heat.

- Mind if I ask you a few questions?

- You can if you like. But I won't answer.

Goad call. TV is a factory of deceit.

- U-Boat.

- U-Boat.

[SCOOBY WHIMPERS]

WOMAN [OVER PA]:

T-minus-20 seconds to launch.

SLY:
Here we go, folks.

We're heading to the stars.

Thanks to me, Sly Baron.

MAN [OVER COM]:
Slystar One, this is

ground control. You are clear to go.

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Five, four, three, two,

we have ignition, and one.

Liftoff.

[CHEERING]

SLY [OVER INTERCOM]:

Welcome to space.

We did it. High five, guys.

SLY". Ladies and gentlemen,

we've reached our cruising altitude...

of 1 million meters.

Slyco's latest host android model,

or H.A.M...

is moving through the cabin with

refreshments and observational comedy.

Courtesy of me. You're welcome.

You know why moan restaurants

always go out of business?

Na atmosphere.

Am I right, people?

[VELMA GRUNTING]

[LAUGH TRACK PLAYS OVER SPEAKER]

If you need any more buttons pressed,

I'm your man.

Ew. And this sort of stuff works for you?

Still not gonna do an interview.

- I don't watch Celebrity Heat, no offense.

- None taken. It's my job, not my life.

- So, wanna check out the ship?

- I'm in. Strength in numbers.

Like, I think we made a good impression.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

- Care for a wet towel, sir?

- Out of my way, robot.

Na peanuts for him.

Came an, pal. All this hero talk

has made me hungry.

Let's go find the snack bar.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

- Ah, lack at that view.

- Been there.

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