What's New, Scooby-Doo? (2002) s02e11 Episode Script

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What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
We're coming after you ♪
We're gonna solve
that mystery ♪
I see you Scooby-Doo ♪
The trail leads back to you ♪
What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
Gotta follow you ♪
You're gonna solve
that mystery ♪
We see you Scooby-Doo ♪
We're coming after you ♪
What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
Don't look back ♪
You may find another clue ♪
Scooby snacks will
be waiting here for you ♪
What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
We're coming after you ♪
We're gonna solve
that mystery ♪
I see you Scooby-Doo ♪
The trail leads back to you ♪
What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
Na na na na na ♪
Na na na na na na na ♪
Na na-na-na na na-na na ♪
Na na na na na
na na na na na ♪
What's new Scooby-Doo? ♪
Who wander in the highlands ♪
Cruisin' to the fair ♪
We're off
to Glasburgh Castle ♪
They say there's
treasure there ♪
Oh Glasburgh's
near and yet so far ♪
My feet hurt
I wish we'd taken a car ♪
Ooh, looketh yon, good minstrel.
The castle! The fair awaits.
Ah, the fog be thick
like our heads.
Mayhaps we should
chilleth for the nighteth.
Yo, yo, yo! Watch that
fire, good minstrel.
This be not our crib.
Worry not your bad self,
good minstrel.
This toasty blaze is
totally under control!
Grrrraaawr.
- Aaah!
- Aaah!
Grrrraaawr.
'There it is. Glasburgh Castle.'
Like, I can't believe we came
all the way to Scotland
for a renaissance fair.
Gave me an excuse to wear
my new peasant blouse.
The Glasburgh Fair's the
world's only renaissance fair
held at a real medieval castle.
It's totally authentic.
Hey, Scoob, authentic
medieval churros.
Yeah!
Wow! Being a real medieval
knight must have been awesome.
- Jousting and wrestling..
- And slaying dragons.
"Beware the Glasburgh Dragon."
Like, okay, Fred.
Got the warning.
Scoob and I will be over
at ye olde food court.
They say there is a treasure ♪
Within the castle wall ♪
But no one's ever found it ♪
And lived to sound the call ♪
For those who seek
their fortune ♪
Have only met the flame ♪
Of a thousand-year-old
dragon ♪
Ol' Glassie is her name ♪
Gosh, I wonder if
that's a true story.
It's just a folk tale.
Dragons never really existed.
Zoinks! Then, like, what's that?
- Like I said, just a legend.
- Legend, eh?
Did a legend singe my
eyebrows clean off?
Why, just last night the dragon
burned up a local cottage.
See for yourself. That foul
beast is trying to ruin my fair.
- Your fair?
- Aye. The name's McEwan.
Ewan McEwan, and I own this
castle, I do.
Looks like you've got a real
mystery on your hands, sir.
If you need any help
I do not need help from
you rowdy hooligans.
Uh, unless you've got 5 smackers
for a picture with
the fearsome Glasburgh Dragon.
- Uh, no, thanks.
- Hey, not so fast!
You gotta wear a costume
at my fair, lady.
Well, I do have a costume, sir,
but it's not exactly me.
You see, the costume shop was
I don't care!
And I'll be right back.
Nobody says a word
and nobody gets hurt, got it?
You gotta use your legs, friend.
Who knew they had
such good gourmet food
back in medieval times, Scoob?
- Aaaah!
- Aaaah!
I can bench 220.
- Yaaaaah!
- Yaaaaah!
Like, we saw
the real scary dragon!
Scary, but definitely
not a real dragon.
Huh? Like, where'd it go?
- Aah!
- Aah!
Guys, come back. It's not
the dragon. It's just..
Aaaah!
- Jamison Steven Ripley.
- Who's he?
He was onlythestar
of "The Roundtable Gang."
That teen King Arthur show?
Wasn't that cancelled,
like, ages ago?
Excuse me, Mr. Ripley?
Would you sign my
Lancelot action figure?
Five clams for an autograph.
Nay, fair damsel,
put away thy lucre.
Lancelot giveth freely to one
who keepeth my effigy.
Lancelot?
It was his character
on the show.
Wow, thanks.
I'm a really big fan.
Okay, okay, move along.
You're holding up the line.
Oh, boy. Like I can't get that
spooky dragon out of my head.
Frozen bananas?
Hey, Scoob, what do you say
we show this guy
our ultimate jester magic act?
Yeah, yeah!
Watch in amazement as we make
these frozen treats disappear!
Let the public
humiliation commence!
- Like, this is punishment?
- Yup.
Hey, ha ha ha! Come back!
We deserve to be punished.
Zoinks! But not that much!
Grrrraaawr.
Looks like this
is the end, Scoob.
Only one thing we can do.
Good thinking, guys.
What a waste
of perfectly good kebabs.
Grrrraaawr.
We've got to
distract that thing!
Too bad we don't have
a damsel in distress.
Dragons always go for
a damsel in distress.
Oof!
I had to open my big mouth.
Grrrraaawr.
Aaah!
- Aaah!
- Aaah!
- Aaah!
- Aaah!
'Run!'
grrrraaawr.
- Aaaah!
- Aaaah!
Grrrraaawr.
- Whoaah!
- Whoaah!
Hey, what are you
doin' back here?
Like-like, getting away. Dragon.
I'll say you're draggin'.
The show's about to begin.
All cast members are needed
at the feast of fools.
Feast?!
Ha ha ha ha!
Like, why didn't you say so?
You don't understand!
There's a horrible
monster out there.
The fair's in danger.
Nice try, Galahad. Let's go.
One for you, two for us.
- Find any clues?
- Not yet.
But I've got a feeling
there's more to this dragon
than meets the eye.
Hear ye, hear ye.
All hail the king of the fair,
Jamison Steven Ripley.
I mean, all hail Lancelot,
king of the fair.
Aye.
Uh, would you like me
to cut the cheese?
I was supposed to play
the king this year.
Then that TV faker shows up
and steals my part!
Oh, look at him.
He's so authentic.
Whatever.
Well, better luck next year.
Aye, if there is a next year.
A fair damsel a mere servant?
I think not.
'Serving wench,
take this hence.'
Serving wench?
Now, what dost my lady
require for thine feast?
Wow! You really
get into your character.
Character?
Grrrraaawr
grrrraaawr.
Foul beast. I'll shoot you yet.
Shoot it? Aren't dragons,
like, endangered?
I want to get a picture of it
for next year's fair brochure.
Attendance has doubled
since that thing showed up.
Something about this dragon
business sure smells funny.
Yeah.
- It smells like
- Help! Help me!
Are you okay, fella?
I think I wrenched my shoulder.
I was supposed to joust
against Jamison Steven Ripley
tomorrow night.
Now, I'll have to forfeit.
- Forfeit?
- Nay, good squire.
Forsooth, here's
a worthy knight.
Cool.
Are you really
up for this, Fred?
Sure. I took a jousting class
last summer at the "Y."
Besides, you don't
use real lances.
They're made
out of papier mache.
Thanks. Hyah!
Wow! That's Ruthie Girl.
Ripley's horse from
"The Round Table Gang."
Big deal. They filmed
that stupid show
down the road at
Glasburgh Studios.
Shaggy, you've still got
Fred's jousting rod.
It Looks like he
found another one.
'They're using real lances.'
Whoa! Like, can we
discuss this? Ooohhhh!
I guess that's a no.
Oohhhhh! Aah!
Hey, Scoob! I didn't
know you were in there.
- Huh?
- Huh?
- Yikes!
- Yikes!
- Whoa!
- Whoa!
Scooby and Shaggy
saved you guys.
Those weapons are real.
Dost thou imply
that villainy is afoot?
I dost.
Grrrraaawr.
I hate this dress.
I can't imagine this
getting any worse.
Grrrraaawr.
Okay, it got worse.
Grrrraaawr.
Don't worry, Velma!
We'll get you out of there!
There's only one thing to do,
gang, build a catapult.
Quick. I'll cut down some trees
and you guys find some
giant rubber bands.
Uh, Freddy.
Note to self, organize
a "damsel in distress" union.
These working conditions stink!
Hmm. This smells familiar.
"G.S.?" Hmm.
Ready, guys?
- Uh-uh.
- No way.
- Whoa!
- Whoa!
I'll try to aim a little
higher with you, Daphne.
Perhaps this would be
a little less messy?
'Well, sure.
We could go in the easy way.'
Wow! Check out
that old tapestry.
Grrrraaawr.
Over there.
- Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!
- Uhh! Uhh! Uhh!
Wrong door. My bad.
I didn't know they had gym
equipment in medieval times.
Hey, look. It's Velma's hat.
And a totally cute
lizard-skin purse.
Or not.
Grrrraaawr.
- Aah!
- Aah!
I've been down ♪
Wandering past second street ♪
And looking at
the ghost of you and me ♪
And thinking back
on all those memories ♪
Of how it used to be ♪
I've been hearing ♪
I hear those voices ♪
All of the noises
of the breaking glass ♪
And all those plans we had ♪
To get us through ♪
And they're never
coming true ♪
And I hope and I hope ♪
That you won't forget ♪
And I'm hoping hope you know ♪
That I can clearly see ♪
The ghosts of you and me ♪
The ghosts of you and me ♪
grrrraaawr.
The ghosts of you and me ♪♪
grrrraaawr.
Aah!
Like, you got any butter, Scoob?
- Uh-uh.
- Too bad. Ha ha ha ha.
'Cause it looks
like we're toast.
Grrrraaawr.
- Aha!
- Careful, my lady.
He's not going
to hurt me, are you, puff?
Not as long as I stand
in front of this tapestry.
Someone who wanted
the treasure of Glasburgh Castle
would never burn
the treasure map.
What would a dragon
want with treasure?
The dragon doesn't
want the treasure.
The good Sir Lancelot does.
Huh? No, um.. make haste!
You'll be, uh, roasted alive.
You've been using this
high-tech robotic dragon
to scare people
away from the castle
so you could find the treasure.
Uhh-whoa whoa! Aah!
I did it, okay? I did it!
Just get me out of here!
Like, what's with
the light show?
His motion-controlled suit of
armor is short-circuiting.
That's how he controlled
the dragon.
It was all leftover stuff
from his TV show.
When the dragon burned
the tent at the feast
I thought I smelled
something funny.
It was kerosene.
That's because the dragon's fire
came from flamethrower tanks.
Tanks marked "G.S."
for Glasburgh Studios.
But like, why?
He's a big TV star.
After my show was cancelled
the only work I could get was
these stupid Renaissance fairs.
I deserve that treasure.
I mean, please, I'm Lancelot.
I'd have gotten it, too, if not
for you meddling medieval kids!
- Oops.
- Ah! The map! You fool!
'Uh, who's the fool, Ripley?'
That map was a crock of hooey.
I made up the legend of
the Glasburgh Dragon
to attract tourists.
I even shaved off
me own eyebrows
and claimed
the dragon torched them.
All hail the new king
of the fair Shane Flinty!
Like, imagine the veggie
kebab we could make
with that skewer, eh, Scoob?
- Oh!
- Oh!
Hey, Scooby and Shaggy pulled
the sword from the stone.
Well, sure. There's 2 of them.
Scofflaws! That sword is the
property of the new king.
And so the tale
has come to a close ♪
The dragon's a phony
with gas in its nose ♪
The mystery was solved
by a Renaissance crew ♪
And so goes the legend of ♪
Scooby-Dooby-Doo ♪