VELMA: Hey! Look! Scooby Snacks!
SHAGGY and SCOOBY: (Jumping up) (R)where!?
VELMA laughs
VELMA: Works every time.
SCOOBY: Rat ras reul.
SHAGGY: Yeah, like, that's creulty to animals.
CUT to outside the Mystery Machine. It slides to the side of the road, narrowly missing a truck. We hear a smashing sound as a sign flies into the camera ("Windsor Welcomes Careful Drivers") The Mystery Machine swerves back onto the road, just in time.
DAPHNE: Crazy drivers. (Shouting) What else did you get for Christmas?
SCOOBY: R...ris rit rover ret?
SHAGGY emerges from the back seat.
SHAGGY: Daphne, like, even Scooby can drive better than you.
DAPHNE: (struggling with wheel) Jeepers! It's not my fault.
FRED: Daph! Watch out!
The Mystery Machine swipes another sign, and runs through a small bush before it re-emerges onto the road. It slowly pulls over. FRED looks out from the shattered window.
FRED: Five busted tyres, three broken windows, both mirrors smashed, and the fluffy dice are missing. Good one, Daphne.
DAPHNE: It's all that truck driver's fault. Why can't people watch where they're going?
SCOOBY and SHAGGY hop out from the back doors.
SHAGGY: Like, we got to find somewhere to stay the night, Fred.
SCOOBY: Rand rome rood.
DAPHNE and VELMA rummage among the ruins of the front seat.
VELMA: Not much left in here. The phone's busted.
FRED: (digs out a packet of peanuts from under the seat) Anyone want a peanut?
SCOOBY: Reanuts? (Makes vomiting sounds)
DAPHNE: Yeah, come on, Fred. We can't survive on a packet of peanuts.
SHAGGY: Like, I sure can.
SHAGGY grabs the peanuts and gulps the contents of the packet down. FRED studies the road sign lodged in the windscreen.
FRED: Windsor? We're not that far from my Uncle Ted's house. Maybe we can stay the night there.
VELMA: Yeah, and how do you suppose we get the Mystery Machine there?
FADE quickly to the highway, The Mystery Machine is slowly being pushed towards a settlement ahead.
VELMA: (panting) I'm sorry I asked.
SHAGGY: (puffing) I'm tired already.
Zoom out. We see they are about five meters away from where they started.
FRED: Keep pushing, Shag. We've got a long way to go.
SHAGGY: Man, I hate this job.
VELMA: This isn't a job. Not one that pays, anyway.
SHAGGY: Yeah. Like, Daphne's gonna have to buy us a new Mystery Machine.
DAPHNE: (straining) I can't afford another Mystery Machine! You know how much they cost?
FRED: (also straining to push) Hey, you break it, you buy it.
VELMA: I thought your parents were rich.
DAPHNE: They are. They're also in prison. How do you think they got so rich? Working at Burger King?
SCOOBY: Rmmm... Rurgers.
FRED: Ah, shut up and keep pushing.
FADE to Uncle Ted's house. A chilling wind sweeps the yard of leaves. The sign reading "Windsor Manor" swings and squeaks on it's hinges. One of them breaks. There is a terrible laughing/giggling sound echoing through the forested road. The yard is empty, and all the windows shut tight. A GARDENER slowly makes his way forward.
DAPHNE: I f-feel welcome already.
VELMA: Yeah... I kn-know what you mean.
FRED knocks, but there is no answer.
GARDENER: Oh, I wouldn't go in there.
FRED: Why not?
GARDENER: Well, it's haunted. (Laughs quietly to himself)
SCOOBY: Raunted!
SHAGGY: I'm not going in there!
GARDENER: Good choice.
There is another loud cackling sound.
SHAGGY: Well, okay. But, like, only for a minute.
GARDENER: Enter at your own risk... (laughs again, and leaves)
CUT to inside the house. The camera zooms backwards down the hallway, as all the torches suddenly ignite.
SCOOBY: Ripes!
FRED: J-just the... w-wind?
DAPHNE: I don't t-think so! Let's get out of here!
The doors suddenly burst into flames, and the doorway is surrounded in a blazing halo of flickering light and shadows.
VELMA: How?
The floorboards begin to break beneath them, revealing a gaping pit.
FRED: I don't know, but that's not number one on my agenda! Let's scram!
The gang begin running towards the stairs. SCOOBY stumbles, and almost falls in, but is caught by SHAGGY. FRED is the first to reach the stairs, and catches DAPHNE. The ground gives way under VELMA, who screams and falls, just managing to grab onto DAPHNE's leg. SHAGGY and SCOOBY are clinging onto the last floorboards. FRED pulls everyone up.
FRED: Everyone OK?
SHAGGY: I'm not sure. Am I OK, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Ranyone ru rasks rings rike rhat refinatley ras ra roblem.
VELMA: Jinkies! Look at this!
VELMA picks up a broken floorboard from the edge.
DAPHNE: It's a floorboard. So?
VELMA: It doesn't have any splinters.
SHAGGY: So much the better for my a... um... arm.
VELMA: Don't you get it, Shaggy?
FRED: (laughs) If he did, he could've fooled me.
VELMA: (patiently) Fred, when wood is snapped in half, it leaves splinters. This wood was broken before and then put back together, ready to open up on us. Someone went to a lot of trouble, to keep us out.
The gang reaches the top of the stairs. There is a flicker, and all the torches go out. There is complete darkness. Not even glowing eyes. Eventually, the gang are settled.
FRED: Ouch! Who's leg is that?
DAPHNE: It's me, and that's not my leg.
FRED: Oh. Sorry.
Suddenly, a glowing appartition appears in the darkness, the WIZARD of Windsor.
WIZARD: Cower, mortals! For you face the Wizard Of Windsor!
SHAGGY: L-like, it's nice to meet you, but I'm not hanging around for a business card! Let's make like a storm and bolt!
SCOOBY: Rhime rith ru.
SCOOBY and SHAGGY double-take and vanish off-screen.
FRED: Wizard of Windsor? I don't buy it.
FRED grabs the WIZARD.
WIZARD: Fools!
The WIZARD waves his staff, and FRED is blasted. There is a tear as FRED rips the WIZARDs cloak, and is sent flying back into the bannister rail, which smashes into peices.
WIZARD: Leave my castle, now! Or face the consequences. And let me assure you, they will not be pleasant.
The WIZARD waves his staff, and vanishes.
DAPHNE: Are you OK, Fred?
FRED: Oooooh... I'm getting too old for this. I feel like half railing, half man.
DAPHNE: And total idiot. Why did you do that?
FRED: To get clues, of course.
VELMA: Ha! Looks like all you got were bruises.
FRED: Cynic.
FRED reaches into his pocket and digs out a shiny coin-type object.
DAPHNE: That looks like part of the Wizard's cloak. So what?
FRED: Don't knock it. It's our only clue so far. It might be important.
SHAGGY emerges from a flowerpot.
SHAGGY: I-is he gone yet?
VELMA: No.
SHAGGY: Zoinks!
VELMA laughs.
SHAGGY: Hey!
A figure slumps out from behind the curtains. It is the BUTLER.
BUTLER: How can I help you, kids?
FRED: We're looking for Mr. Jones, the owner of the house?
BUTLER: Oh, I'm afraid he's missing. He's been gone for days now, ever since the wizard appeared.
DAPHNE: Yeah. I can see why.
BUTLER: Well, you kids are welcome to stay... ring if you want anything...
The BUTLER leaves.
SHAGGY: L-let's leave... while we still have bodies to leave with!
FRED: No, Shaggy. We've got a mystery to solve. We have to find uncle Ted. Velma, you take Shaggy and Scooby and search the basement. Me and Daphne will search upstairs.
VELMA: Right on. Come on, guys.
SHAGGY: Uh-uh, no way!
SCOOBY: Ruh-ruh! Rhime rot rearing rome reepy racerent!
VELMA: Hey! Look! Scooby Snacks!
SCOOBY: Rhime rot ralling ror rat rone rarain.
SHAGGY: Yeah, what do you think we are, stupid?
VELMA throws the box into the doorway.
SHAGGY: It's mine!
SCOOBY: Ro! Rine!
SHAGGY and SCOOBY fumble for the box. SHAGGY ends up on top. Unfortunatley, it is just that. An empty box.
SHAGGY: Hey! This thing's empty!
VELMA pushes them through the door and down the basement stairs.
VELMA: Sorry, guys, but I was out of Scooby Snacks.
SHAGGY: Oooooh... my head. How does she do things like that to us?
VELMA smiles, and taps her head.
CUT to SHAGGY, SCOOBY, and VELMA slowly wandering the basement. It's very dusty.
SHAGGY: (Tiredly leans against a bookshelf) Why do we always have to catch the creepy ghouls? Why not call the ghostbusters? What about the A-Team? I'll bet Mr. T could kick some...
VELMA:Shhh... I think I've found something.
SCOOBY: (also collapsing against the bookshelf) Rhot?
VELMA pulls out a book, and SHAGGY and SCOOBY are swept out by the revolving bookshelf. VELMA picks out the peice of paper stuck in it.
VELMA: Hmmm... It's a bill, but all I can make out is 'Rom...'. Rom? Hmm... Found anything, Shaggy? Shaggy? Jinkies! He's gone! And so is Scooby! Well, Velma Dinkley isn't going to be next in line. I'd better find Freddy and Daphne.
VELMA hurries out of the basement.
FADE to SHAGGY and SCOOBY, in a tunnel of some sort. The walls are roughly hacked out of stone.
SHAGGY: How'd we end up here, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Ri ron't row.
SHAGGY: Well, let's get out of here and find the others.
SCOOBY: Rokay.
SHAGGY: Well? What are you waiting for?
SCOOBY: Ru ro rirst.
SHAGGY: Me? Uh-uh. Tell you what, Scoob. We'll play Stone Paper Scissors. Loser has to go first.
SCOOBY: Rmmmmmm... Rokay, Raggy.
SHAGGY: Ready? One... Two... Three... Paper! What's that, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Run.
SHAGGY: Gun?
SCOOBY: Reah. Ru ro rirst, Raggy.
SHAGGY: No fair! Like, I demand a rematch!
SCOOBY: Ru rout rof ree.
SHAGGY: You're on. One... Two... Three... Scissors!
SCOOBY: Rirrors.
A hand stretches from a panel in the wall, and makes a fist.
SHAGGY: Zoinks! He wins!
SCOOBY: Rhi'll ro rirst!
SCOOBY dashes off.
SHAGGY: Hey! Like, wait for me!
FADE to DAPHNE and FRED, in the dark trophy room.
DAPHNE: This place isn't very tidy.
FRED: Looks like whoever was here didn't have time to clean up before he deserted.
There is a shadow cast over them.
FRED: Shag? Is that you?
DAPHNE turns around, (POV) and faces the WIZARD.
WIZARD: I warned you! Now you will pay!
DAPHNE: Jeepers!
FRED: I couldn't have put it better myself, but as Shaggy would say, Zoinks!
FRED and DAPHNE make a run for it, followed by the WIZARD. They turn into a door. The WIZARD runs up. FRED opens the door, and the WIZARD smashes into it. DAPHNE laughs, and they duck back into the room. FRED closes the door, and we hear a click as he locks the door. Unfortunatley, there is no other way out.
FRED: Uh oh. I think I just did something really stupid.
DAPHNE: That's not a first.
FRED: We've locked ourselves in!
Uncle TED who has been tied up in the corner, looks up. He dresses much like FRED, speaking in a country accent.
TED: Well, well, if it isn't my city slicking nephew Freddy Jones. Who's your girlfriend?
DAPHNE: Where?
FRED: Uncle Ted?
TED: You'd better believe it, although there's not much I can do to you if you don't.
DAPHNE: Umm... My name's Daphne...
TED: Daphne? That's a silly name. Not as bad as Teddy though. Can you imagine the trouble I had at school with that?
FRED: I hope Shaggy and Velma are doing better.
DAPHNE: It's going to be challenging to do worse. Stuck in a cellar with Fred and a comic with worse taste than Shaggy. Come back, Jerry Seinfeld. Your country needs you.
WIZARD: (outside)Three down, three to go.
The WIZARD lets vent to a choking laugh, and vanishes.
FADE to VELMA, who runs into the Trophy Room.
VELMA: By my calculations... they should have arrived in here.
The WIZARD appears from behind the door, and makes a swipe for VELMA. She dodges quickly.
VELMA: Eat karate, robe boy! Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiya!
VELMA karates the WIZARD in the stomach, but before she can beat the crap out of him, he vanishes, and VELMA breaks down the door instead. It collapses on her, knocking off her glasses.
VELMA: Jinkies! Not now!
CUT to the wizard laughing as he ties up VELMA.
WIZARD: Lesse... I got the nerd, the good-looking one, the beefy one, and his wierdo uncle. Now for the hippie and his talking dog.
VELMA: Hey! Who're you calling beefy?
CUT to the cell. The WIZARD fishes out his spare key and throws VELMA in.
WIZARD: Enjoy the company, you won't have long to... live! (Laughs, and leaves, locking the door)
VELMA: Beefy! Why, I'll...
TED: (untying VELMA) Hey. Cool, it's another kid. Are you Scooby Doo?
VELMA: No, my name's Velma.
TED: Why don't any of your names make sense?
FRED: Mine's does.
TED: Oh. Mine's does too. Uh... let's split up, gang.
VELMA: Oh brother. From bad to worse.
VELMA takes her spare glasses from FRED, and holds up a coil of wire. She sticks it into the lock and gives it a twist. It clicks, then snaps.
VELMA: (shrug) Works in the movies.
FRED: Why don't we try and break the door down?
TED: Can't. This is supposed to be where my most valuble stuff is kept. It's got a triple re-inforced door. I guess I'd better tell you the story while we wait to be doomed. About a couple of hundred years ago, this place used to be Windsor Castle. I bought it, and knocking it down to build Windsor Mansion. Of course, that wasn't too hot with the ghost of the Wizard who used to live here. This place (holds up a portrait of the Wizard, thoughtfully left in the room with the rest of the valubles) They say he used to practise black magic, bringing the dead back to life, and all that. Well, anyway, he locked me up in here, and that was that.
FRED: Hmm... interesting.
DAPHNE: Can't we call the butler?
TED: Butler? I don't have a butler.
VELMA: Ah... It's all starting to add up now...
VELMA fiddles with the lock, and finally gets it open.
VELMA: Got it! Let's get out of here.
Everyone steps out of the locker room.
TED: Come on. Let's find your friends.
The gang hurry out of the Trophy room. In the corner, the WIZARD can be seen looking as they escape.
WIZARD: (quietly laughing) Keep running, my friends, lead me right to them.
FADE to SHAGGY and SCOOBY, at the end of the maze of tunnels.
SHAGGY: I'm lost, Scoob.
SCOOBY: Reah, re roo.
SHAGGY: Well, I suppose we'd better have a look in here.
SHAGGY looks around the corner... into a cavern filled with dormant conveyors, stretching through a thin window. There are many other doors built into the walls. Inside are an entire horde of ZOMBIES, and the WIZARD.
SHAGGY: Zoinks! He's got a whole horde of Zombies!
SCOOBY: Reah. Ret's rit.
SHAGGY: I'm with you!
FRED: Not so fast, gang.
The gang appears from down the tunnel.
SHAGGY: Hey! Where've you guys been?
DAPHNE: It's a long story, and not a very interesting one.
The WIZARD holds up a peice of paper, and waves it about.
FRED: I'll bet that paper is the key to the mystery! Go get it, Shag.
SHAGGY: Me? Uh-uh. Like, you've got to be kidding!
FADE to SHAGGY and SCOOBY ducking from behind a pile of crates to behind the first conveyor.
SCOOBY: Ri ress re rasn't.
SHAGGY: It's all your fault, Scoob. If you hadn't told me to double when we only had pair fours, Fred would have lost, and...
SCOOBY pops up from behind the conveyor, and looks right into the face of one of the ZOMBIES.
ZOMBIE: Grrrrrrrrrarggh!
SCOOBY: Ripes!
SCOOBY and SHAGGY make a run for it, followed by the ZOMBIE.
WIZARD: Aha! Got you now!
The WIZARD takes out the door with a fireball, and the gang scramble in all directions.
WIZARD: Stay still, so I can destroy you!
FRED, TED, VELMA, and DAPHNE reassemble behind a pile of crates. The sound of continous fireball bombardment can be heard.
TED: It's a good thing he's not a very good shot.
VELMA: It's not going to matter if he's got a lot of them. He's got us pinned down.
DAPHNE slowly looks out, but snaps back when a fireball explodes on the wall where she was a moment ago.
DAPHNE: No good. We'll have to wait for Shaggy and Scooby.
VELMA: (sigh) Anyone got a good book? It's going to be a long wait.
FADE to the library. A panel slides aside, and SHAGGY and SCOOBY walk out. Before they can go back, it slides shut.
SHAGGY: I think we've lost it, Scoob.
SCOOBY: Ror're relling re.
SHAGGY: Very funny, Scooby. I wonder where the gang is?
A torch shines through the dark, and focuses on SCOOBY and SHAGGY.
MAN: Who's there?
SHAGGY: It's, like, me!
SCOOBY: Rand re!
MAN: (sarcastically) Yeah? I'm me too. I need your names, idiot.
SHAGGY: I'm Shaggy. This's Scooby.
MAN: The name's Jack Lane. I'm a Security guard. Are all criminals as stupid as you?
SHAGGY: Like, I don't know. We're not criminals.
JACK: Oh, sure. You just felt like walking through someone's house in the middle of the night for fun. Well, there's not much I can do to you, even if you are criminals. I mean, I can't arrest you, or anything. I suppose I could beat you up with my big nightstick.
SHAGGY: Er... no, it's ok.
JACK: (shrug) I didn't want this job. There isn't anyone to guard this place against anyway. Everyone's left the area.
SHAGGY: Yeah, like, I can see why.
JACK: Then you've seen him too?
SHAGGY: Oh, yeah, sure.
SCOOBY: Reah! Reah!
JACK: That's a funny dog. (Pats SCOOBY) Is it just me, or does it talk? I'd better be going, anyway. If you're not criminals, you can take a look around.
JACK leaves. SCOOBY sniffs around, and picks up a scrap of paper.
SCOOBY: Ra rue! Ra rue!
SHAGGY: What's that? You found a clue? Give me a look at that.
SHAGGY takes the scrap of paper.
SHAGGY: Hey! This is, like, a letter ordering fresh... paper? And it's signed Jack Lane! I think this's an important clue, Scoob! Come on! We have to find the others!
FADE to the behind the crates. TED looks out, and ducks as another fireball whizzes overhead.
TED: Nope. Doesn't look like he's running out of ammo anytime soon.
FRED: We need to get out of here! We've can't stay here forever!
DAPHNE: And just how are we going to do that? Even if we did manage not to get fried, the Zombies'll get us!
FRED: I guess it's time for Plan B.
VELMA: No! I hate Plan B!
TED: Hey, got any better ideas?
VELMA: No, but give me a few minutes...
Another fireball explodes next to them, disintergrating a crate.
DAPHNE: I don't think we've got much more time! Come on!
Switch to the WIZARD's POV.
WIZARD: I think they've had enough. See if they are ready to surrender, 4-12K.
ZOMBIE (4-12K): Yes, Master. 4-12K will comply.
4-12K takes a look behind the crates. Switch to his POV. The area behind the crates is empty.
4-12K: My lord, they have escaped!
WIZARD: What! Impossible! Only I know the secrets of sorcery!
The WIZARD walks over and also takes a look. Switch to his POV.
WIZARD: They have gone! But they will not get far. 2-17G, and 7-23D! Search for those meddling kids... and make sure they meddle no more in my schemes!
ZOMBIES: Yes master, we will comply.
The ZOMBIES exit the room, and the WIZARD returns to the control room. The crate hatch swings open, and the gang crawl out.
VELMA: (coughing and picking out splinters) Jinkies! I hate Plan B!
FRED: Hmm... I don't like the looks of this. We'd better get out of here.
The gang creep towards the door. Suddenly, there is a loud beep as TED's watch goes off.
TED: Oops.
The WIZARD whirls around, and sees them.
WIZARD: Get them!
TED: Uh-oh. Time to split!
The gang run out the door, followed by the WIZARD and two ZOMBIES. There is a classic "Corridor with lots of doors" scene as SHAGGY and SCOOBY, the rest of the gang, the WIZARD, and the ZOMBIES run in and out of the doors.
CUT to inside a small theatre. The WIZARD runs in, and is stopped by SCOOBY and SHAGGY, disguised as magicians.
SHAGGY: Like, please take your coat off at the door, sir.
SHAGGY removes the robe, and seats the bewildered WIZARD.
WIZARD: What is the meaning of this!?
SHAGGY and SCOOBY run up onto the stage.
SHAGGY: I'll need a volunteer from the audience. Ah, yes sir, how about you, sir?
WIZARD: You will burn in hell for eternity!
SHAGGY: Ah, yes, very good sir, but not before my first trick. I'll need a scrap of paper, lovely assistant?
SCOOBY fetches the paper from the WIZARD's pocket.
SHAGGY: Thank you, lovely assistant. Now, are you watching my hands carefully?
WIZARD: Yes. I...
SHAGGY: Well, you should have been watching him! Now, Scoob!
SCOOBY pulls the robe over it's owner's head, grabs the paper, and they run like hell.
WIZARD: You will pay with your lives for this insult!
FADE to the gang sliding onto the screen, in another room. SHAGGY and SCOOBY run up.
SHAGGY: We got the paper!
FRED: Groovy! What's it say?
SHAGGY unfolds the paper. Switch to his POV. It is a detailed map, showing the area around the house. There are several "X"'s and triangles marked out in red, scattered for miles. The date for next Monday is also etched in one corner.
SCOOBY: Re rue, Raggy! Row rem re rue!
SHAGGY: Oh! Yeah, we also found this on the kooky security guard.
SHAGGY pulls out the letter.
TED: Jack Lane's really the local museum guard. Since everyone's left, he's taken to guarding this house.
VELMA: Hmmm... this mystery is finally starting to make sense...
FRED: Let's split up, gang. Shaggy, you take Uncle Ted and Scooby, and check out this red triangle. Me and the girls will search the mansion for any more clues.
SHAGGY pushes against the door.
SHAGGY: It's locked. Looks like we'll have to go with you.
VELMA: Oh, no you don't.
VELMA pulls the door open, and pushes SCOOBY and SHAGGY outside. TED sighs, and follows. Outside, it is storming. Lightning forks down, stabbing at the forest.
SHAGGY: I guess it's just you and me, Mr. Jones.
TED: Trust Fred to make us search in this downpour. We'll never find anything.
SCOOBY: Reah. (Sneeze) Rit's rold.
TED: Come on. Let's go find somewhere to take shelter.
SHAGGY: Great idea. Come on, Scoob.
PAN out. We see a ZOMBIE's arm from the bushes take a swipe at SHAGGY, who doesn't notice. The trio move to the veranda in front of the house.
SHAGGY: We should be safe here.
TED: I W-wouldn't count on it! Look!!
SHAGGY spins around, to face the ZOMBIES.
SHAGGY: Zoinks! Where are your friends, the good and the bad?
The ZOMBIES snarl at SHAGGY.
TED: I don't think he liked that joke!
SCOOBY: Rhime rout rof rhere!
TED: Me too!
SHAGGY: Wait f-for me!
The group run into the rain, chased by the ZOMBIES. FADE in music.
I've got more troubles It's beyond my fear It's back again Yes, the time is here
Time of the darkness It's the hour of the dead Time of the shadows It's not just in your head
Chorus Hour of horror Hour of fright Hour of terror The time is upon us The time is tonight
The witching hour The hour of ghouls When the clock strikes Thirteen Stay clear, fools
Forces of darkness Time for release For darkness to reign And light to cease
Chorus Hour of horror Hour of fright Hour of terror The time is upon us The time is tonight
Demons and ghosts it's Ten after Three You'd better run for cover Because you can't flee
The hour's an eternity No matter what you believe The darkness is a dungeon. One you'll never leave
Chorus Hour of horror Hour of fright Hour of terror The time is upon us The time is tonight
It's only an hour, But it seems forever, The time of your life, The hour of terror.
FADE out the music. SHAGGY, SCOOBY, and TED have outrun the ZOMBIES, and are slowing down. Suddenly, SCOOBY trips over a cable.
SHAGGY: What's the matter, Scoob?
SCOOBY: Ra rue!
TED: Cables, Huh?
TED follows the cable, and it leads to a powerful strobe lying out of passerby sight.
TED: I've got it!
TED digs out the map (Switch to POV). He points to the red triangle.
TED: This is what the cables mark out! The positions of the strobes! But why?
SHAGGY and SCOOBY pick out the other two strobes at the corner of the triangle.
Switch to POV inside the bushes. We see TED and SHAGGY poke their heads through the foilage.
TED: Aha! I think we've found what we're looking for.
FADE to the cavern beneath the house. The conveyors are still stopped, and the area is deserted and empty. FRED, DAPHNE, and VELMA are searching everything.
DAPHNE: What are we doing back here?
FRED: We're looking for clues, of course.
VELMA: It's useless! We'll never find anything in this junkyard!
VELMA slams her fist down on the table, and is hit by a secret drawer opening at a high speed.
FRED: A clue!
FRED pulls out the contents of the drawer, a briefcase with "Property Of Jack Lane" written on it in neat handwriting. FRED opens it carefully.
DAPHNE: Money!
VELMA: And lots of it!
FRED holds the thousand dollar bill up to the light.
DAPHNE: Hmmm... looks real to me.
VELMA: Oh, it is. But that's not what we're looking for.
VELMA removes the first layer of notes, revealing false notes underneath. She then takes out Jack's letter, and examines it with her magnifying glass.
VELMA: Hmmm... Clever trick. Come on, we have to find the rest of the gang
Cut to SHAGGY and SCOOBY, pulling a huge sack filled with bills slowly towards the mansion. TED leads the way with the torch.
TED: Come on! Those Zombies will be back any second!
SHAGGY: Good! Like, maybe they'd help us with the bag.
SCOOBY: Reah. Rats rore ran rore roing.
TED: Hey, I'd love to help, but if I pull the bag, who's going to hold the torch?
SHAGGY: Like, I will.
TED: Then who's going help me and Scooby to pull the bag?
SHAGGY: Zoinks! They are!
The ZOMBIES shamble over the hill, making straight for them. TED throws the torch at them, but it is harmlessly deflected.
TED: (shrug) At least I can help pull the bag now.
The trio start running towards the mansion, bearing the bag on their shoulders.
SHAGGY: (looking back) They're gaining on us!
TED: Ok, I've got a plan. Listen. (Whispers) Ok?
SHAGGY: You're crazy!
TED: Better crazy than dead.
SHAGGY: Good point.
SHAGGY, SCOOBY, and TED divert course, towards the cliffs.
SHAGGY: One...
SCOOBY: Roo....
TED: Three! Now!
They leap off the cliff, followed by the ZOMBIES. TED grabs the trunk of a tree hanging off the edge, and catches SHAGGY with his other arm. SCOOBY is hanging on by SHAGGY's legs. The sack drops into the mist below.
SHAGGY: Twice in one day! Like, lucky us, eh Scoob?
SCOOBY: Rooey.
TED hauls them up, and they watch as the ZOMBIES plunge into infinity.
FADE to FRED, DAPHNE, and VELMA running through the storm, thunder rolls as lightning slashes down.
FRED: I hope we're not too late...
DAPHNE: I think we already are!
DAPHNE points to the WIZARD, who has materialised on the hill, leading his army of ZOMBIES towards the three figures standing on the cliff.
TED: Well, two down, and a lot more to go.
SHAGGY: What make you say that? No, wait, I don't want to know...
SCOOBY: Ripes!
The horizon darkens with a lot more than two ZOMBIES, advancing omniously.
SHAGGY: I said I didn't want to know!
SCOOBY: Rhe're rapped!
SHAGGY: Yeah! Only one way to go... (gulp) down...
The WIZARD emerges from the ranks of ZOMBIES.
WIZARD: You've played a dangerous game, and you didn't do bad. I lost Zombies, I lost the map, but I have won the game... say goodnight, Mr. Jones.
The WIZARD sends a fireball towards the edge of the cliff, where SHAGGY, SCOOBY, and TED are standing. The camera zooms out, as a massive eruption of fire and smoke occurs as the fireball impacts. The smoke clears, and apart from singed grass and ruptured soil, the cliffs are empty.
WIZARD: Have a nice afterlife, Jones