Big Top Scooby-Doo! Page #3

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-That's terr--

-Who hit the tent support...

...which tipped the popcorn cart,

which set fire to the audience risers...

...which collapsed with 48 people

sitting on them.

-Well, I'm sure it wasn't your fault.

-No, it was.

But I did learn a valuable lesson

about the trapeze.

-Which was?

-Don't drop people.

Oh, and don't fall.

Yes, those are kind of the basics.

How would you like a junior,

second-assistant, backup trapeze position?

-It would be an honor, sir.

-You are a strange fellow.

But I admire your neckwear.

Anyone else have any talents

that might apply?

When I was a kid

I used to do a little motorcycle act.

Really? It takes years of practice to--

It went like this.

Right, that'll do.

I've phased animal acts out of my circus,

but I could make an exception.

-Your friend here seems very well-trained.

-Oh, he is.

Shake.

-Beg.

-Like, please, please, please.

Good boy.

Uh, just for the sake of tradition,

maybe you should do the tricks.

That's probably a good idea...

...because Scooby-Doo

does more circus-y stuff than me.

Show him, Scoob.

Ta-da.

You taught him all this?

He tried, but, like, I just can't get it.

-Poor baby.

-And....

-Hello?

-Hi.

If you're afraid,

I could put you on the churro cart.

-No, no. I can do it.

-Do what?

I don't know. Something.

There are still a few acts I could use.

-How about knife-throwing?

-No.

-Sword-swallowing?

-No.

-Fire-eating?

-No.

Hmm. The only thing that's left

is the human comet.

-That doesn't sound so bad.

-You get shot out of a cannon.

(GROANS)

Can we go back to the knife-throwing?

I have to get everyone prepared.

-Meet me back here in the morning.

-Check. What time?

Five o'clock.

(CHUCKLING)

There's no 5:
00 in the morning.

Is there?

I have a bad feeling about this.

(YAWNING)

(SHAGGY SNORING)

I wonder if we should use code names

while we're undercover.

VELMA, DAPHNE & SCOOBY:

No.

I could be Dominic St. Chinard...

...ne'er-do-well son of a New England

shipping magnate who--

VELMA, DAPHNE & SCOOBY:

No.

Finally, you're here. Come on.

You have to meet

your fellow circus artistes.

Yay!

Any one of whom could be

a bloodthirsty monster.

Boo.

Whitney Doubleday.

He's our animal trainer.

(SHAGGY GROANS)

-Hello?

-Yes?

(SCOOBY GASPS)

Like, what happened, Scoob?

Oh, terribly sorry.

Thirty minutes every day.

Marvelous for the lower back.

Whitney Doubleday, animal trainer.

Good boy.

(SHAGGY MUMBLES)

Whitney Doubleday, animal trainer.

Good boy.

Sorry, after 40 years

of handing out treats...

...it's become a habit.

Oh, thanks.

Uh, Shaggy Rogers,

I'm also an animal train--

-Um, I guess I'm more of an animal partner.

-Yeah. Partners.

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