DAPHNE: Paris sure is beautiful at night.
SHAGGY: Yeah, like, it'll be a nice break from solving mysteries. Just think of all that French food, Scooby!
SCOOBY: Reah! (licks lips)
FRED: (laughs) Alright, Shag. We're here. Go pick up some food, we'll wait for you in the hotel.
SHAGGY: Great idea, Fred. See you in a minute. Come on, Scoob.
CUT to a dark alley, two dark figures wait in the shadows. A truck drives past, and the face of the GARGOYLES.
SCOOBY and SHAGGY emerge from the shop, carrying a large brown paper bag, with a french loaf sticking out of the top.
SHAGGY: Like, thanks a lot!
SCOOBY: Rerci!
SHAGGY: Which way is it back to the hotel, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Ruh... Rhi ron't rho, Raggy.
SHAGGY: Great. we're lost. Oh well, at least we don't have to be hungry.
It begins to storm.
SHAGGY: Just our luck. Let's duck inside that old church and have a snack, Scoob.
SCOOBY: Rokay, Raggy.
SHAGGY holds the bag over his head, and they run inside the church in the dark. Lightning crackles in the sky, revealing the sign "Notre Dame"
CUT to SHAGGY and SCOOBY, who have emptied the bag.
SHAGGY: We'd better stay here until the storm blows over, Scoob.
SHAGGY looks around. Two GARGOYLES appears from a panel in the wall, and laugh.
SHAGGY: What's so funny, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Rhipes!
One of the GARGOYLES makes a grab for SHAGGY, but SHAGGY turns around just in time.
SHAGGY: Zoinks!
SCOOBY starts running for the door, but finds it locked.
GARGOYLE ONE: Leave Now, Mortal, And Tell Your Fellow Humans That The Gargoyles Are Sick Of You Humans Invading Our Catherdral! Be Warned, Anyone Who Returns Enters Under The Curse Of The Gargoyles, And Be Frozen In Stone Forever!
Laughing, the GARGOYLES vanish in a cloud of smoke.
The door unlocks itself, and the gates swing open.
SHAGGY: Let's get out of here before they comes back!
SCOOBY: Rhime rith rou.
CUT to the hotel, where SHAGGY finishing retelling the story to the others.
SHAGGY: Like, they were for real, man. Let's desert this pad before he comes looking for us.
FRED: Hmmm... I think we'd better check this out, gang. Come on, we've got another mystery to solve...
SHAGGY and SCOOBY: No way!
VELMA: ...and whatever happened to that food you were supposed to buy?
SHAGGY: Mystery? (laughs nervously) Did you say mystery? Like, we love mysteries, eh, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Reah. (laughs nervously)
CUT to Notre Dame, in the daytime. Two well dressed men, JULES and JEROME, are sitting at a large conference table. The gang enters.
JEROME: Ah, yes. our American detectives, yes?
FRED: That's right, Mr. Ferry. We're here to solve the mystery.
JULES: You are Mysteries Inc.? I've heard a lot about you.
SHAGGY: did you hear that, Scoob? We're famous!
SCOOBY: Reah! Rhime ramous.
SCOOBY and SHAGGY try to look important.
VELMA: What have you got so far, Mr. Ferry?
JEROME: Well, this gargoyle's appeared a few nights ago. He told me not to let any more tourists in. I'm not about to let a lump of rock tell me what to do, but the tourists, they are superstitious, and they won't come any more. Business is nonexistant. If this keeps up, I'll be forced to sell.
SHAGGY: That's right! Like, what'd I tell you? That's what he said!
A smartly-dressed businesswoman, MARIE, enters,
MARIE: Are you ready to sell, Mr. Ferry?
JULES: He'll never sell. This place means everything to him. He'll rather go broke.
JEROME: I'm sorry, Mrs. Picard, The goverment will not sell an inch of our land until we go flat broke.
MARIE: (laughs) Give me a ring when you're ready, Jerome.
MARIE leaves.
JULES: That woman keeps pestering you. Just tell he to stay away, Jerome.
JEROME: I have. She won't leave me alone.
JULES sees the clock on the wall, and gets up to leave.
JULES: Well, it's been nice meeting you nice kids. Tell you what, Jerome, dinner at my place tommorow night, it'll help take your mind off the current matters. And why don't you kids come along too?
DAPHNE: Jeepers! But we've only just met...
JULES: (laughs) I enjoy anyone's company. I'll see you tommorow.
JULES leaves.
FRED: He sure is friendly. Well, we'd better get to work.
CUT to the gang standing in the Chathedral, with JEROME. It is late evening. Two figures emerge from the shadowy corners.
SHAGGY: Zoinks! The Gargoyles!
JEROME: (laughs) They aren't the gargoyles. That's Jaques, our resident handyman, this place is always collapsing, so he makes new supports, or fixes up old ones. And that's Jean-Luc the Janitor.
JAQUES laughs quietly, but JEAN-LUC seems to be almost too friendly.
JEROME: They'll be working here tonight. So if you run into any trouble, just call them.
VELMA: Thanks, Mr. Ferry. We will.
JEROME, JAQUES, and JEAN-LUC leave.
DAPHNE: Jeepers! This place is a lot scarier when it's night time.
SHAGGY: Like, I just know we'll get turned into stone by those creepy gargoyles.
SCOOBY whines and hides behind SHAGGY.
VELMA: Oh, don't be silly, Shaggy. Who's afraid of some hokey curse?
SCOOBY: Rhi ram!
SHAGGY: Like, me too!
The doors slam closed.
SHAGGY: Zoinks!
One of the GARGOYLES swoops down from the roof onto the floor.
GARGOYLE: You Have Not Heeded My Warning! Now You Will Pay!
SHAGGY: Like, you'll have to catch us first! Come on, Scoob!
SHAGGY and SCOOBY run for the stairs, but the GARGOYLE corners DAPHNE and VELMA.
DAPHNE: He's got us trapped!
VELMA: Shaggy!
SHAGGY: That's the girls! They must be in trouble. We've got to go back and help them, Scoob.
SCOOBY whines.
SHAGGY: I know, Scoob, I don't like it either.
SHAGGY and SCOOBY dash back and make faces at the GARGOYLE.
SHAGGY: Like, he's not falling for it, Scoob!
The GARGOYLE closes in.
VELMA: Men! Never around when you need them.
DAPHNE: Fred! Shaggy! Do something!
FRED, who is in the rafters, cuts down the curtains. They fall onto the GARGOYLE.
FRED: Get him, Shaggy!
SHAGGY and SCOOBY dive onto the GARGOYLE, but are shaken off.
The GARGOYLE flips up, and throws the curtain of SHAGGY and SCOOBY.
GARGOYLE: It's Not Over, Mortals! I'll Be Back!
The GARGOYLE stretches his wings, and takes off.
SHAGGY: Like, can we go somewhere else now? Like, China's nice at this time of the year.
DAPHNE: Shaggy, I have never met anyone more easily frightened that you.
SHAGGY: Is that a compliment?
VELMA: Jinkes! I've found a clue! This must have belonged to the Gargoyle!
VELMA holds up a golden watch on a chain. On it is incribed J.F.
JEAN-LUC and JAQUES run in.
JAQUES: (grumpily) What's going on in here?
FRED: The Gargoyle turned up.
JAQUES: Yeah. Sure he did.
JAQUES leaves up the stairs.
JEAN-LUC: I've got to get back to work. I'll keep a look out for him, okay?
JEAN-LUC leaves through an archway.
SCOOBY sniffs around, and excitedly points at a peice of cardboard.
SCOOBY: Rook! A rue!
SHAGGY: Hey! Like, Scooby Doo found a clue!
VELMA: He sure did. This is a guest card from the Eiffel tower!
FRED: Let's split up. Me an Daphne will investigate the Eiffel Tower, Velma, you take Shaggy and Scooby and search the Catherdral grounds. We'll meet back here in an hour.
CUT to SHAGGY, SCOOBY and VELMA in the cathedral grounds.
SHAGGY: Like, it sure is creepy.
SCOOBY: Reah. Reepy.
A swarm of bats scream down from the belfry, knocking off VELMA's glasses.
SHAGGY: Zoinks!
VELMA: My glasses! I can't see without my glasses!
SHAGGY and SCOOBY run back to the Catherdral, followed by the bats.
VELMA: Shaggy! Scooby Doo! Where Are You?
CUT to SHAGGY and SCOOBY hiding behind a tombstone.
SHAGGY: Like, a graveyard! Yuk! Like, my least favourite place to be at night!
SCOOBY: Re roo.
SHAGGY: Come on, we'd better look for Velma.
SHAGGY and SCOOBY creepy along the Catherdral grounds.
CUT back to VELMA who is fumbling around for her glasses, when she finds a statue. Of course, we can see it is the statue of MARIE PICARD, the estate agent, JEAN-LUC, the Janitor, and JAQUES, the Handyman.
VELMA: Jinkes! Is that you, Shaggy? You're sure cold.
SHAGGY and SCOOBY arrive on the scene.
SHAGGY: Velma?
VELMA: There you are! What did you find?
SHAGGY: Zoinks! I'm more interested in what you found!
SHAGGY pulls out VELMA's spare glasses and hands them to her.
VELMA: Jinkes! The Gargoyle doesn't fool around!
SHAGGY: Where do we look next?
VELMA: Hmmm... something must have disturbed those bats... maybe we'd better search in the Belfry.
Suddenly, the GARGOYLES appear.
GARGOYLE ONE: You Won't Be Searching Anywhere, Mortal!
GARGOYLE TWO: For This, You Will Spend The Rest Of Eternity Here!
SHAGGY: (laughs nervously) Like, no thanks. France is a nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live here. Let's split!
The gang run through the Catherdral, followed closely by the GARGOYLES.
GARGOYLES: There Is No Escape!
CUT to FRED and DAPHNE, at the Eiffel Tower Administration Building. FRED has opened a window and is flipping through the company files. Suddenly, a person enters, carrying a flashlight. It is JULES.
JULES: Kids! What are you doing in here?
FRED: er.. We're looking for clues, sir. What are you doing in here?
JULES: I came here to do some business. Alright, kids. You can have a look around. I don't see how you could do any damage. Just leave the place in one peice, okay?
JULES leaves.
FRED: Thanks, sir.
DAPHNE holds one of the files up to the light.
DAPHNE: Is this what we're looking for?
FRED: I don't know, but we'll see what Velma makes of this... I think I'm beginning to understand now... Come on, to the Mystery Machine!
CUT back to SHAGGY, SCOOBY and VELMA back in the Cathedral, hiding behind a pillar.
SHAGGY: Phew. I think we lost those creeps.
SCOOBY picks up a newspaper fragment.
SCOOBY: A rue?
SHAGGY: Wow! Another clue! You're on a roll, Scoob!
SCOOBY: Reah! (laughs)
VELMA reads the article.
VELMA: It says here that a certain Mr. Ferry has bought out every almost every single tourist attraction in France from the goverment!
SCOOBY: Rister Rerry?
SHAGGY: That's right Scoob... Mr. Ferry. Like, what do you think, Velma?
VELMA: This is becoming veeeeeeeeeeeeeeery interesting...
DAPHNE and FRED arrive in the hall.
FRED: Hi gang, look what we found.
VELMA reads the file.
VELMA: "Profits from Eiffel Tower raised 35% since July 7th", quite a sudden recovery from a dip that's been running for a long, long time...
suddenly, VELMA holds the newspaper up to the light.
VELMA: Jinkes! This is beginning to make sense!
SHAGGY and SCOOBY: Huh?
VELMA: It's very simple, Scooby. By tommorow night, we'll have the Gargoyle!
From the rafters, one of the GARGOYLES look down on the gang.
GARGOYLE: (laughs evilly) It Is I Who Shall Have Them!
CUT to tommorow evening, at JULES' mansion. It is after dinner. Even SHAGGY and SCOOBY look full. JULES is talking to JEROME. FRED is sitting on the sofa with DAPHNE, and VELMA is looking around at the expensive furnishings.
VELMA notices a few model airplanes over the fireplace.
VELMA: What are those, sir?
JULES: Please, call me Jules. Those are my model airplanes. They are my pride and joy. I built them myself.
VELMA: Do you mind if I have a look at them?
JULES: Not at all! Take as long as you want.
VELMA carefully examines the planes and the remote controls, then notices a picture of JULES and JEROME hanging on the wall.
VELMA: When was this taken, Jules?
JULES: That was when were just teenagers like you, Velma. It was taken on a holiday to Nice.
JEROME: Ah, yes. (laughs) That was so long ago.
VELMA: We really have to go, Jules. Thanks for the lovely dinner.
JEROME: It's about bedtime, I'd better leave too.
JULES: Well, okay. Feel free to pop in from time to time.
VELMA: We will, thanks.
CUT to the MYSTERY MACHINE on the way back to Notre Dame.
DAPHNE: Why did we leave so early, Velma?
VELMA: That dinner comfirmed it. I think I know what's going on.
CUT to Notre Dame. The gang are once again assembled in the hall.
SHAGGY: This place is even creepier than last night.
FRED: Stop acting so scared, you two.
SHAGGY: Acting? Who's acting?
SCOOBY: (shivers) Rot re!
FRED: The plan's simple, gang. All we have to do, is get the Gargoyle up in the rafters. He'll trip over the tripwire and fall off the platform, and right into our net. Sounds easy enough?
Everyone agrees.
FRED: Good. Then all we need is two brave volunteers.
Everyone looks at SHAGGY. Even SCOOBY.
SHAGGY: Traitor!
CUT to the rafters, where SHAGGY is standing.
SHAGGY: Gargoyle? Nice Gargoyle! Where are you?
FRED: Keep it up, Shag. You're doing great!
The GARGOYLES appear, on the other side of the rafters
GARGOYLE ONE: You Seek To Trap The Gargoyles, But It Is Us Who Will Trap You!
The GARGOYLES push SHAGGY off, and he falls into the net.
DAPHNE: It didn't work!
SCOOBY, who was hiding behind the rafter supports, jumps out, and pushes the GARGOYLES off after SHAGGY.
SHAGGY: Zoinks!
SHAGGY jumps out of the way, as the GANG tighten the net.
DAPHNE: We've got them!
CUT to the police officer, and the tied up GARGOYLES.
FRED: And now, to see who the GARGOYLES really are!
FRED demasks them.
SHAGGY: Jules and Mr. Jaques!
VELMA: Just as I thought... Jules Ferry!
FRED: Jules Ferry?
VELMA: That's right. Jules is Mr. Ferry's brother.
POLICE: But how did you figure it out?
VELMA: It's very simple. Our first clue was the watch dropped by the Gargoyle. It didn't belong to Jerome. It belonged to Jules. I figured out Jules was the Gargoyle when I found the picture of him and his brother at his house. From his expertly constructed model airplanes, I could tell he was no amateur on aerodynamics and remote control, and that was how he could fly, with the help of some wires, and closed the door on demand.
DAPHNE: But why?
VELMA: The newspaper clip Scooby found told me that a Mr. Ferry, bought the attractions on July 6th, the day the hauntings began, and a quick recovery of company profits. Jules Ferry saw the decline in the profits on his attractions, and thought that if he frightened people away from Notre Dame, maybe they would visit his attractions instead. So, he kidnapped Jean-Luc and Marie Picard, and got Jaques to carve statues of them along with one of him, to cast suspicion off him.
POLICE: Ingenious! But where are the kidnapped people?
VELMA: A few minutes after he carved the statues and left them in the grounds, they kidnapped the actual people and put them in the belfry, disturbing the bats there.
FRED appears, with the kidnapped victims.
FRED: That's right, and he planned to make the goverment sell Notre Dame. Then, he would buy it, and make all the money he spent back. Right, Mr. Ferry?
JULES: All I have to say is, that I would have gotten away with it, if it hadn't been for you meddling kids!
SCOOBY: (laughs) Scooby Dooby Doo!