Scooby-Doo Mystery Incorporated (2010) s02e06 Episode Script
Art of Darkness!
Previously on Mystery Incorporated.
It's them, the kids who disappeared! Brad Chiles, Judy Reeves, Ricky Owens, Cassidy Williams, and mascot Professor Pericles.
I have parents I've never known.
They're coming back for Fred.
- Mom? Dad? - We're back.
I have a little proposition for all of you.
They're good kids.
Better than we were.
You willing to bet the lives of everyone in Crystal Cove on that? The Captain said you better take care.
And all the fish are crying.
The gardener is clipping the wicker man's chin.
Because the flowers are lying.
Genius.
I think.
Observe the delicate line, the vibrant texture, the witty use of chiaroscuro.
It's a masterpiece.
It, um, looks like a foot.
Philistine.
Brad? Judy? We've got to talk.
Not a good time, Cassidy.
And what will you do.
.
If you see a caribou? Better run and get some hunters.
Hipsters and rich people, I, Randy Warsaw.
.
The most modern modern artist of the modern century, will unveil my new greatest masterpiece.
Behold.
.
"Junk".
What? It isn't supposed to do that.
Whoa! Aah! Aah! Wow, Daph.
You look hot.
Uh, I mean, would you like me to turn on the A/C? Um, no thanks, Fred.
Hey, gang, check this out.
"Last night's art opening of renowned artist Randy Warsaw "turned to tragedy as Eeko, "lead singer of the emo art band Sunday Around Noonish, "After being sucked into the sculpture, Eeko emerged frozen, rigid in the form of".
.
Like, let me guess.
.
A living work of art? Uh, yeah.
How did you know? Mystery Incorporated.
Crystal Cove needs your help.
Someone is trying to destroy Randy Warsaw.
Randy Warsaw is a highly treasured citizen of Crystal Cove.
His graffiti art of our famous monsters has really put this town on the cultural map.
You want us to investigate last nights attack? Solve the mystery? Catch the culprit in a freakishly intelligent trap? And eat all the free finger food? In a word yes.
And I need to put this in here.
This um.
.
Used to be the storage room.
Alright gang, I think the best way to investigate this is to just blend in.
Oh, oh.
.
That sweater.
That hair.
Those eyes.
.
So mousy.
So alien.
So beautiful.
Me? Jinkies! Huh? Oh.
Hey.
.
Jinkies.
What a wonderful word.
That shall be your name.
Jinkies.
And Jinkies you will be my muse.
- Mm.
- And you so powerful.
.
So masculine.
So rectangular.
I shall name you Beef! Mm.
.
Beef.
That voice.
It.
.
It's anti-art.
Anti-music.
It's.
.
It's anti-words.
You will will become Freeko.
My emo art rock bands new lead singer.
Ah.
Oh, you're so un-strong.
You'll be a verker in Randy Warsaw's art verks.
Ha-ha-ha.
And what bout me Mr.
Warsaw? You.
Mm.
Boring.
Begone.
Huh? Mr.
Warsaw that can't be right I mean.
.
Don't you like her hair? Yes, I love that hair.
On a pony.
Fun guy.
Who'd wanna threaten his life? Besides me.
What do you think Velm? Huh.
I should take of my glasses more often.
I look hot blurry.
Velma? Huh? Who do you think would want to threaten his life? Any suspects? Hmm.
Hmm.
Oh forget it.
We'll just investigate by ourselves.
Right Scooby? - Oh.
.
- Huh? Ugh! Like what's your name? Worker number 1.
What do you do? I work while Warsaw gets all the credit.
But that is all gonna change someday.
Okay.
Mr.
Warsaw, I wanted to ask you about the attack.
No words Jinkies.
I want to introduce you to my old muse Cleo.
Ugh.
You are dull, lifeless.
Go away.
Shoo! Shoo! Oh! I'd hate that guy if I wasn't so mellow and disaffected.
Ah.
This is the art exhibit that attacked Randy Warsaw? It's just a pile of old junk.
Huh? Maybe kicking it was a bad idea.
Whoa! Oh! Yikes! Oh! Look out Mr.
Warsaw your art's back! Ah! Whoa! Cleo.
No! Hmm.
Does this remind you guys of something? Like yeah.
The month I spent trapped inside a Mannequin Factory.
I can still remember the touch of all their plasticy hands.
There, there.
You're safe now.
Is this a good time to talk? I don't think we need to talk to her, do you Brad? No Judy I really don't.
Then you're gonna listen.
I know you both really well and.
.
I'm begging you to think of Freddie.
To really put him first.
For once.
Stop thinking about that treasure.
It's cursed our whole lives.
Ruined everything we ever were.
Cassidy, be careful.
.
We've been kind for old time sake.
But don't push it.
Nobody has to get hurt as long as you stay out of our way.
Nice to see you two are exactly how I thought you'd be.
Don't bother getting up, I'll let myself out.
Come on guy's we have a mystery to solve.
Guys? Guys? Try this.
Oh yes Beef.
Now you truly are a piece of art.
Hmm.
Beef on Beef.
It's genius.
Hi you've reached Fred Jones.
I'm probably out springing an awesome trap at the moment.
Trap ya later.
Freddie I'm downtown tailing worker number one.
Something's not right, and I'm going to find out what.
Call me.
Eh.
I guess I'm alone on this one.
Ah! Let me go! You caught me I admit it.
I'm the one that's been doing it all along.
I knew it! I'm the forger.
The forger? I make all the art, but he gets all the credit.
And the money.
All I want is what I deserve so.
.
Every time I make a masterpiece for Randy Warsaw.
.
I make a copy and sell it myself.
It.
.
It.
.
It's junk! Well, that's a bit unfair.
I admit it's bizarre but.
.
No.
I mean it's junk behind you! Hold on! Oh! No! Ah! Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh.
Whoa.
Ah! Daphne! Get in! Freddie! Whoa! Freddie I've never been more glad to see you in my whole life.
Oh Daph.
I've waited so long to hear you say that.
Now we can be together again.
Oh, you mean because I'm rescuing you.
I tried winning you over with my trapping ability's.
Now I'm trying to show you my half-clothed side.
Just like your ex-boyfriend Baylor Hotner did in those Dusk movies.
Oh Freddie I'm not interested in you because you're like Baylor.
I'm just interested in you.
That is if I was interested in you.
Which I'm not.
Now can we get out of here before we're crushed to a pulp? Ah! Whoa! I can't see, did we get him? This haunted masterpiece I've created is unstoppable.
I truly am a genius.
Just melt it down.
Destroy it before it hurts you or anyone else.
Destroy a masterpiece? Never.
I'd rather destroy myself.
Oh of course that's what I must do.
An artist consumed by his own art.
Jinkies you have inspired me.
I have? I shall throw a grand exhibition.
There I shall confront "junk" and allow him to consume me completely.
It will be my greatest masterpiece.
Nice one Velm.
What? I can't help it if I'm inspirational.
Sheriff Stone, like what's with the little hat? It's my Art Beret.
I wear it because deep in my soul I'm an artist.
It also keeps my head warm right in the center, making my brains feel all toasty.
This is looking familiar.
But then again without my glasses it could also be two bears robbing a bank while ridding a pony.
Well of course it looks familiar.
It's a famous painting by Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf.
Entitled.
.
"1001 Bravarian nights".
It's just like the picture.
Hmm.
Accordions.
Like check this out it's my all time favorite polka band the Kiserworsts.
Yuck! Meaningless noise.
No, no no.
Wait till I slow it down.
Sound like anyone we know? Gang.
Things are starting to come together.
But there's still a figure missing.
The question is who's it going to be? So what do you think of my portrait Sheriff Stone? Mayor Nettles? You must appreciate the perspective, the bold line, the playful impasto.
It uh, looks like a triangle.
Oh Jinkies.
Now is your moment Freeko.
For the first time in your life.
.
Your words will be truly understood.
One and two.
.
The Captain said you better take care.
And all the fish are crying.
The gardener is clipping the wicker man's chin.
Because the flowers are lying.
It's like Freeko is singing a whole other language.
Genius.
Pure genius.
And what will you do.
.
If you see a caribou? Go and get some hunters.
Whoa! Ah! Oh! Time for my masterpiece.
Mm.
.
Trapping phase one! Go! Daphne! Phase two! Uh! Phase three commence! Huh? Oh.
Yes! Consume me you metal beast of my own making.
Oh! Phase four! Now! Yeah! - Oh.
- Bravo! Genius again! Uh, I think.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Let's see who's really behind all this junk.
I don't get it.
Wait for it.
We discovered the strange paralysis of Eeko, Cleo, and worker number one had been caused by a rare strand of brewers yeast.
Used only in Bavaria.
That allowed us to reverse the effect.
These guys have been frozen to recreate a picture by the famous Bravarian artist Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf.
So we knew we were looking for someone German.
I.
.
I still don't get it.
Here's why Randy Warsaw.
The real culprit is Butch Furbanks.
Fine you got me.
But don't expect my introspective personality to register guilt.
His real name is Hans Von Shawnon-Gruber **.
Before Butch joined "Sunday Around Noonish" he released an album of classical accordion music.
It reached number one in the Bravarian hit parade.
But soon fizzled.
Using powerful electro magnets, and his expert knowledge of musical instruments.
.
Butch was able to control your junk sculpture and make it attack you.
Like the only thing we don't know is why? Alright look I did it for art.
That can't be right, can it? Okay that's a lie.
The truth is I hated what you made me in to.
All I ever wanted to do was play polkas in a Bravarian Oompa band.
A beautiful dream that I lived until I came to work for you Randy Warsaw.
You changed me.
You transformed me.
Molded me in to a dark band leader.
Playing and singing horrible intellectual music.
You took everything from me.
And I wanted to make you pay.
Pay! And I would have gotten away with it too.
If it wasn't for you meddling polka haters.
Oh and your singing stinks, nobody understands a word you're saying.
That's outrageous! Well thank you Mystery Incorporated.
You've saved modern art from the clutches of the bourgeoisie.
There's only one this left to say.
.
I find you all horribly, horribly boring.
So get out of here.
Shoo! Shoo! Go away.
Uh Mr.
Warsaw, can I keep the wig? It's okay gang.
Sometimes people just don't appreciate it when you save the day.
That's just the price of our.
.
Art.
- Listen up boppers.
- Hmm? Because I've got a brand new radio show coming at you right now.
Across the airwaves.
It's all about the truth.
Evil resides in Crystal Cove.
So stay tuned and maybe, just maybe.
.
We'll all get through this thing alive.
It's them, the kids who disappeared! Brad Chiles, Judy Reeves, Ricky Owens, Cassidy Williams, and mascot Professor Pericles.
I have parents I've never known.
They're coming back for Fred.
- Mom? Dad? - We're back.
I have a little proposition for all of you.
They're good kids.
Better than we were.
You willing to bet the lives of everyone in Crystal Cove on that? The Captain said you better take care.
And all the fish are crying.
The gardener is clipping the wicker man's chin.
Because the flowers are lying.
Genius.
I think.
Observe the delicate line, the vibrant texture, the witty use of chiaroscuro.
It's a masterpiece.
It, um, looks like a foot.
Philistine.
Brad? Judy? We've got to talk.
Not a good time, Cassidy.
And what will you do.
.
If you see a caribou? Better run and get some hunters.
Hipsters and rich people, I, Randy Warsaw.
.
The most modern modern artist of the modern century, will unveil my new greatest masterpiece.
Behold.
.
"Junk".
What? It isn't supposed to do that.
Whoa! Aah! Aah! Wow, Daph.
You look hot.
Uh, I mean, would you like me to turn on the A/C? Um, no thanks, Fred.
Hey, gang, check this out.
"Last night's art opening of renowned artist Randy Warsaw "turned to tragedy as Eeko, "lead singer of the emo art band Sunday Around Noonish, "After being sucked into the sculpture, Eeko emerged frozen, rigid in the form of".
.
Like, let me guess.
.
A living work of art? Uh, yeah.
How did you know? Mystery Incorporated.
Crystal Cove needs your help.
Someone is trying to destroy Randy Warsaw.
Randy Warsaw is a highly treasured citizen of Crystal Cove.
His graffiti art of our famous monsters has really put this town on the cultural map.
You want us to investigate last nights attack? Solve the mystery? Catch the culprit in a freakishly intelligent trap? And eat all the free finger food? In a word yes.
And I need to put this in here.
This um.
.
Used to be the storage room.
Alright gang, I think the best way to investigate this is to just blend in.
Oh, oh.
.
That sweater.
That hair.
Those eyes.
.
So mousy.
So alien.
So beautiful.
Me? Jinkies! Huh? Oh.
Hey.
.
Jinkies.
What a wonderful word.
That shall be your name.
Jinkies.
And Jinkies you will be my muse.
- Mm.
- And you so powerful.
.
So masculine.
So rectangular.
I shall name you Beef! Mm.
.
Beef.
That voice.
It.
.
It's anti-art.
Anti-music.
It's.
.
It's anti-words.
You will will become Freeko.
My emo art rock bands new lead singer.
Ah.
Oh, you're so un-strong.
You'll be a verker in Randy Warsaw's art verks.
Ha-ha-ha.
And what bout me Mr.
Warsaw? You.
Mm.
Boring.
Begone.
Huh? Mr.
Warsaw that can't be right I mean.
.
Don't you like her hair? Yes, I love that hair.
On a pony.
Fun guy.
Who'd wanna threaten his life? Besides me.
What do you think Velm? Huh.
I should take of my glasses more often.
I look hot blurry.
Velma? Huh? Who do you think would want to threaten his life? Any suspects? Hmm.
Hmm.
Oh forget it.
We'll just investigate by ourselves.
Right Scooby? - Oh.
.
- Huh? Ugh! Like what's your name? Worker number 1.
What do you do? I work while Warsaw gets all the credit.
But that is all gonna change someday.
Okay.
Mr.
Warsaw, I wanted to ask you about the attack.
No words Jinkies.
I want to introduce you to my old muse Cleo.
Ugh.
You are dull, lifeless.
Go away.
Shoo! Shoo! Oh! I'd hate that guy if I wasn't so mellow and disaffected.
Ah.
This is the art exhibit that attacked Randy Warsaw? It's just a pile of old junk.
Huh? Maybe kicking it was a bad idea.
Whoa! Oh! Yikes! Oh! Look out Mr.
Warsaw your art's back! Ah! Whoa! Cleo.
No! Hmm.
Does this remind you guys of something? Like yeah.
The month I spent trapped inside a Mannequin Factory.
I can still remember the touch of all their plasticy hands.
There, there.
You're safe now.
Is this a good time to talk? I don't think we need to talk to her, do you Brad? No Judy I really don't.
Then you're gonna listen.
I know you both really well and.
.
I'm begging you to think of Freddie.
To really put him first.
For once.
Stop thinking about that treasure.
It's cursed our whole lives.
Ruined everything we ever were.
Cassidy, be careful.
.
We've been kind for old time sake.
But don't push it.
Nobody has to get hurt as long as you stay out of our way.
Nice to see you two are exactly how I thought you'd be.
Don't bother getting up, I'll let myself out.
Come on guy's we have a mystery to solve.
Guys? Guys? Try this.
Oh yes Beef.
Now you truly are a piece of art.
Hmm.
Beef on Beef.
It's genius.
Hi you've reached Fred Jones.
I'm probably out springing an awesome trap at the moment.
Trap ya later.
Freddie I'm downtown tailing worker number one.
Something's not right, and I'm going to find out what.
Call me.
Eh.
I guess I'm alone on this one.
Ah! Let me go! You caught me I admit it.
I'm the one that's been doing it all along.
I knew it! I'm the forger.
The forger? I make all the art, but he gets all the credit.
And the money.
All I want is what I deserve so.
.
Every time I make a masterpiece for Randy Warsaw.
.
I make a copy and sell it myself.
It.
.
It.
.
It's junk! Well, that's a bit unfair.
I admit it's bizarre but.
.
No.
I mean it's junk behind you! Hold on! Oh! No! Ah! Ah! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ugh.
Whoa.
Ah! Daphne! Get in! Freddie! Whoa! Freddie I've never been more glad to see you in my whole life.
Oh Daph.
I've waited so long to hear you say that.
Now we can be together again.
Oh, you mean because I'm rescuing you.
I tried winning you over with my trapping ability's.
Now I'm trying to show you my half-clothed side.
Just like your ex-boyfriend Baylor Hotner did in those Dusk movies.
Oh Freddie I'm not interested in you because you're like Baylor.
I'm just interested in you.
That is if I was interested in you.
Which I'm not.
Now can we get out of here before we're crushed to a pulp? Ah! Whoa! I can't see, did we get him? This haunted masterpiece I've created is unstoppable.
I truly am a genius.
Just melt it down.
Destroy it before it hurts you or anyone else.
Destroy a masterpiece? Never.
I'd rather destroy myself.
Oh of course that's what I must do.
An artist consumed by his own art.
Jinkies you have inspired me.
I have? I shall throw a grand exhibition.
There I shall confront "junk" and allow him to consume me completely.
It will be my greatest masterpiece.
Nice one Velm.
What? I can't help it if I'm inspirational.
Sheriff Stone, like what's with the little hat? It's my Art Beret.
I wear it because deep in my soul I'm an artist.
It also keeps my head warm right in the center, making my brains feel all toasty.
This is looking familiar.
But then again without my glasses it could also be two bears robbing a bank while ridding a pony.
Well of course it looks familiar.
It's a famous painting by Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf.
Entitled.
.
"1001 Bravarian nights".
It's just like the picture.
Hmm.
Accordions.
Like check this out it's my all time favorite polka band the Kiserworsts.
Yuck! Meaningless noise.
No, no no.
Wait till I slow it down.
Sound like anyone we know? Gang.
Things are starting to come together.
But there's still a figure missing.
The question is who's it going to be? So what do you think of my portrait Sheriff Stone? Mayor Nettles? You must appreciate the perspective, the bold line, the playful impasto.
It uh, looks like a triangle.
Oh Jinkies.
Now is your moment Freeko.
For the first time in your life.
.
Your words will be truly understood.
One and two.
.
The Captain said you better take care.
And all the fish are crying.
The gardener is clipping the wicker man's chin.
Because the flowers are lying.
It's like Freeko is singing a whole other language.
Genius.
Pure genius.
And what will you do.
.
If you see a caribou? Go and get some hunters.
Whoa! Ah! Oh! Time for my masterpiece.
Mm.
.
Trapping phase one! Go! Daphne! Phase two! Uh! Phase three commence! Huh? Oh.
Yes! Consume me you metal beast of my own making.
Oh! Phase four! Now! Yeah! - Oh.
- Bravo! Genius again! Uh, I think.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Let's see who's really behind all this junk.
I don't get it.
Wait for it.
We discovered the strange paralysis of Eeko, Cleo, and worker number one had been caused by a rare strand of brewers yeast.
Used only in Bavaria.
That allowed us to reverse the effect.
These guys have been frozen to recreate a picture by the famous Bravarian artist Albrecht Von Kartoffelkopf.
So we knew we were looking for someone German.
I.
.
I still don't get it.
Here's why Randy Warsaw.
The real culprit is Butch Furbanks.
Fine you got me.
But don't expect my introspective personality to register guilt.
His real name is Hans Von Shawnon-Gruber **.
Before Butch joined "Sunday Around Noonish" he released an album of classical accordion music.
It reached number one in the Bravarian hit parade.
But soon fizzled.
Using powerful electro magnets, and his expert knowledge of musical instruments.
.
Butch was able to control your junk sculpture and make it attack you.
Like the only thing we don't know is why? Alright look I did it for art.
That can't be right, can it? Okay that's a lie.
The truth is I hated what you made me in to.
All I ever wanted to do was play polkas in a Bravarian Oompa band.
A beautiful dream that I lived until I came to work for you Randy Warsaw.
You changed me.
You transformed me.
Molded me in to a dark band leader.
Playing and singing horrible intellectual music.
You took everything from me.
And I wanted to make you pay.
Pay! And I would have gotten away with it too.
If it wasn't for you meddling polka haters.
Oh and your singing stinks, nobody understands a word you're saying.
That's outrageous! Well thank you Mystery Incorporated.
You've saved modern art from the clutches of the bourgeoisie.
There's only one this left to say.
.
I find you all horribly, horribly boring.
So get out of here.
Shoo! Shoo! Go away.
Uh Mr.
Warsaw, can I keep the wig? It's okay gang.
Sometimes people just don't appreciate it when you save the day.
That's just the price of our.
.
Art.
- Listen up boppers.
- Hmm? Because I've got a brand new radio show coming at you right now.
Across the airwaves.
It's all about the truth.
Evil resides in Crystal Cove.
So stay tuned and maybe, just maybe.
.
We'll all get through this thing alive.