Scooby-doo! Curse Of The Lake Monster

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Come on.

Split up.

- Hey, come on, Scoob.

- I'm right behind you, Shaggy.

Change of plans.

Stay out.

Time to unmask the person

behind this mystery.

- It's you?

- What?

Like, it can't be.

Remember, people, just because

this is the last day of class...

...doesn't mean

this test doesn't count.

Huh?

No.

Yes.

Cowabunga.

- Hot dog.

- Hot dog.

Let's dance.

Yeah.

Uh, guys, what are you doing?

I know you're excited

the school year's over...

...but our seasonal employment

awaits.

Already? Like, I didn't even have time

to get a tan.

- Yeah.

- Come on.

Well, it sure is lucky

that Daphne's uncle...

...is opening his new country club

this summer, hey, V?

Indeed. Without these summer jobs,

we'd never able to pay back...

...Old Man Frickert

for the damage we did to his barn.

Say cheese.

- What is he--?

- Oh, Scoob's got a new hobby.

Scrapbooking.

- What happened to gardening?

- It didn't work out.

Everything he planted,

he'd just dig right up.

Hm.

Daphne said we should hit the road

right after school.

Any sign of her or Fred?

Uh-uh.

- Like, huh?

- Jinkies.

Ooh.

Perfect.

Well? I for one think we deserve

an explanation.

- Yeah.

- Yes.

There's always been an undeniable

chemistry between you two, but--

When did the transformative reaction

finally occur?

I guess it started that night

at Old Man Frickert's.

Yeah. Remember, Velma?

We followed the trail of the vengeful

scarecrow up into the hayloft.

This is impossible.

We'll never find anything in here.

Yes, if I wasn't so pun averse...

...I might even say it's like looking

for a needle in a haystack.

Didn't scare you, did I?

Daphne.

Are you okay?

I am now.

- Like, run!

- What is it, Shaggy?

- This one's gonna be a real barn burner.

- Shaggy.

Look out!

And thus,

we're stuck paying for a new barn.

Again, just for the record...

...nowhere on those bales of hay

did it say flammable.

- Yeah.

- Anyway, that was also the night...

...that Fred and I realized

we were just meant to be.

It's a lovely story.

But I do feel obligated

to raise one concern.

Whenever there's a shift

in a relationship...

...between two individuals

within a group...

...it inevitably has repercussions

on the group as a whole.

Oh, Velma, don't worry about that.

We're all way too mature

to let that happen.

- Right, Scoob?

- I know I am.

Punch buggy white.

Ouch. Oh, good one, Scoob.

But it's a shame you didn't notice

the punch buggy green.

Ow!

- All right.

- You know what? That is it. I've had it.

You know, I will turn this van around.

- Do I have to come back there?

- Scooby-Doo...

...get your tail out of my face.

Fred, where are those

directions I sent you to print out?

Don't worry, we're not lost.

Hm. This sure doesn't look

like my uncle's country club.

Oh. Hey, look. It's the S.S. Daphne.

Ha, ha.

Oh, look. Try stopping there, sweetie.

Whatever you say, dear.

Oh, how quaint.

Hm.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Like, yikes. Maybe we ought to just find

our own way...

...to your uncle's country club.

Zoinks!

Country club?

You're going to the country club?

Yes, we have summer jobs there.

No, you must turn back.

You must leave while you still can.

- Leave? Why would we wanna leave?

- They were fools to build there.

I tried to warn them...

...but they thought

I was just some crazy hag.

You? Heh. No.

But mark my words,

the lake monster will return.

The lake monster will return.

- Did you get directions?

- Uh....

- Not exactly.

- Oh, yes, we did.

Make a U-turn

and head straight back to Coolsville.

There's a monster at the lake, guys.

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