(SIGHS) Light.
Curtain.
Okay.
Water. Vitamins. Boom. Next.
(GASPS)
Amanda, is that how we treat our VIP patients?
Uh, no. Sorry, Dr. Dunsbury.
Hello, Daren. How're we feeling this evening?
Now, you need plenty of fluids and vitamins to feel better.
Oh, almost forgot.
There. The pile of seeds, small fruits and nuts Channel.
(CREAKING)
Gary?
Psst. Psst. Psst. Where did you go?
Come here.
-Kitty. Kitty. Psst. -(CLATTERING)
Gary?
Don't make me come back there and get you.
(GROWLING)
You hear me, Gary? Come here. Right now!
-(GROWLING) -(GASPS)
(WHIMPERS)
-(SNARLING) -(SCREAMING)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
Like, man, I am uncomfortable in front.
Usually, any danger coming at us has to get through you guys
before it gets to me and Scoob.
Human shield of friendship.
Well, we wouldn't all be crammed up here in front,
if Daphne hadn't commandeered the entire back of the Mystery Machine.
Daphne, what're you doing back there?
DAPHNE: You'll see. It's a surprise.
I don't like surprises.
A surprise means you're doing something that if you'd ask me first,
I'd tell you...
-No! -(TIRES SCREECHING)
-Like, no way. -You've crossed the line.
Avert your eyes.
Seriously, guys, listen.
If we're going to get through this one,
we must ignore her at all costs.
Watching is what a mime wants.
It gives it its power.
Ignore. We're ignoring.
(SCOOBY-DOO'S STOMACH GROWLS)
-Oh. Oh. -(GROWLING CONTINUES)
Quick. Hide yourself, woman. Mimes clearly make Scooby sick.
-It's not just mimes. -What's wrong, Scooby?
-My tummy feels weird. -(STOMACH GROWLING)
You're probably a little car sick from sitting up front.
You'll be all right.
I know! Let's stop for cheese burgers. The cure for everything.
Oh.
I'm... Not...
Hungry?
(ALL GASP)
-Not hungry? You? -Okay.
-This is a medical emergency. -On it.
(SIRENS WAILING)
Hold on, old buddy.
No one's allowed back, Ms. Tuckle.
But my precious Lulu wants me there when she has her kittens.
(DOOR OPENS)
(SCREAMS) Mime!
-Uh, we have an emergency. -Oh, sorry about that. Old reflex.
My parents were involved in a horrible mime related accident
when I was small.
I can still hear the complete silence of their screams.
My best friend needs a doctor! Stat!
Sorry, we're not taking new patients right now.
Why? Is it because there's too many dogs back there?
It's okay! Scoob gets along with other dogs.
Perfect! 'Cause my cat, Lulu, thinks she's a dog.
Yeah, right.
Hmm.
-(STOMACH GROWLS) -Oh.
(SCOOBY-DOO SOBBING)
Ah! Okay. Okay. Just please don't imprison me in an invisible box.
I'm Dr. Dunsbury, I run this hospital.
Please, doc. You've got to help my friend.
He refused cheese burgers.
-Cheese burgers! -It's a safety issue.
There was an animal attack, and the creature is still loose in the hospital.
What kind of creature?
They said it was a werewolf.
BOTH: Oh! A werewolf?
(GROANS)
Oh, let's not start crazy rumors and scare away new patients.
I'm sure it's just a local wild animal, scavenging for food.
Listen, Dr. Dunsbury, we can help.
We solve mysteries like this all the time.
-Constantly. -It's weird, really.
(SCOOBY-DOO GROANS)
If you take care of Scooby here,
I promise we'll get to the bottom of this werewolf thing, for you.
Well, I became a vet to help animals in need.
I followed my childhood dream.
Like my brother. He's a space pirate.
You've got a deal. Let's get him in back.
Don't worry, Scoob. I'll stay by your side, the whole time.
And we'll start looking for clues.
Eyes forward, Jones.
Change into this and I'll be right back.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Oh, for goodness' sakes.
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CREAKS)
-(SNARLING) -(GASPS)
I'm not looking, Scoob.
Like, you do realize by putting on that gown,
you're actually getting less naked.
(GROWLING)
I wonder if there's any food here.
You may have lost your appetite, but not me. (LAUGHS)
Okay, fine. I won't eat either.
(STAMMERING) Werewolf!
-Werewolf? -(SHUDDERING)
I don't see anything.
Scoob, you might be even sicker than I thought.
Hmm. It looks like the administration office.
It appears someone's been researching this werewolf story.
It's an article titled "Werewolf House!"
It says, "Before this mansion was turned into an animal hospital,
"it belonged to Theodore Meldon, who was bitten by a wolf.
"The locals claim, when the moon was full,
"Meldon would change into a werewolf.
"No one knows what happened to Meldon, but some say
"he sealed himself in his house
"to protect the world from his other, horrible self."
So no one's gotten near this place until Dunsbury.
Is sounds like he may have accidentally freed this Theodore Meldon.
Okay, let's see what's wrong with you.
He's got brain fever! He's seeing things.
I did see it.
-Well, let's take a look at you. -(WHIMPERS)
Like, it's okay, Scoob.
Look, to show you it's no big deal, anything he does to you
he can do to me, first. Okay?
You're a true friend.
Okay.
Let's just take a look in your eyes.
(SHAGGY SCREAMS)
The searing light! The fire stick burns the eyes!
See? No problem.
Right.
Now, I'm just going to examine your, um, coat.
(SCREAMS) Like the metal claw!
The ripping of the scalp!
Nothing to it.
(WHIMPERS)
(SIGHS) Okay.
Now, I'm going to take your temperature.
(WHEEZES)
I should have listened to my sister, the fairy princess mermaid
and chosen a less practical career.
FRED: Let's see if we can find this room
that Theodore Meldon supposedly locked himself in to protect humanity.
Good idea.
I'm starting to think that a room like that can come in handy.
-(RUMBLING) -(BOTH GASP)
VELMA: Something's crawling.
VELMA: Over there.
(EXCLAIMS)
-(ALL SCREAM) -Ms. Tuckle?
Shh! I snuck past that lab tech, Miguel.
My Lulu's going to have her kittens any time now.
Until we figure out what's going on, it isn't safe for you.
Oh, yeah? Eat my dust, bowl cut.
Wait, Ms. Tuckle.
Bowl cut?
(FRED PANTING)
-Where'd she go? -Ms. Tuckle?
Split up. How far could she have gotten?
(GROWLING)
(SNARLING)
(GROWLING)
(BOTH GASP)
Daphne! Evasive maneuvers. (GRUNTS)
(GROWLING)
(PANTING)
Like, hey guys, what's going...
Werewolf!
(VELMA SCREAMS)
-Zoinks! -I told you so.
(ALL SCREAMING)
(SNARLING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
-(SCOOBY-DOO EXCLAIMS) -(ALL YELLING)
(SNARLING)
(ALL GASP)
(WEREWOLF GROWLS)
(SNIFFING)
(SNARLING)
Next!
Oh, dear. Look at this one.
Oh, you're a hot mess.
We'll have you ready for the red carpet in no time.
Take a seat. Espresso?
Let's see what we have to work with here.
-Yuck. -Fleas, ticks, mange?
Reality TV star.
Oh, honey. Don't worry. We work miracles here.
(GROWLING)
And now, for the finishing touch.
(ALARM DINGS)
(GROWLING)
(HOWLING)
VELMA: Shh.
-Like, we gave him the slip. -He's beautiful and angry.
(LAUGHING)
You didn't happen to see an elderly woman, crawling really fast, did you?
Oh no, Scoob. I think Velma's caught your brain fever.
Hey, Clue!
See, if a mime mimes in the forest
and nobody is around to see it, it makes a sound.
What did you find, Daphne?
It's a sonogram of a pregnant cat.
It's Ms. Tuckles' cat, Lulu.
How cute. Five little kittens.
Kittens. Yuck.
You found the sonogram in there.
Hmm. Why would someone throw lab results in the hazardous waste bin?
Good work, Daphne.
Don't mime hurt me.
(ALL YELP)
There you are. What's going on?
You have a werewolf running around your hospital.
We saw it with our own eyes.
Tell us about the construction you're doing here.
We started remodeling eight months ago,
but we haven't gone near the south wing yet.
So, there's two parts of this old house that remain untouched?
(FOOTSTEPS)
(SCREAMS)
-(ALL GASPING) -Ms. Tuckel?
(GRUNTS)
Wait, Ms. Tuckel...
Lulu! I found you.
(SIGHS) Ms. Tuckel, I told you this place is crawling with werewolves and mimes.
(SHUDDERS)
I'm not leaving my Lulu. She's a very sensitive, rare breed.
She senses fear, like a dog.
Like I said before, she's more like a dog than most dogs.
Not this dog.
(GROWLS, BARKS)
Huh? (GROWLING)
(WHEEZES)
(PURRING)
Yes. She's very rare and she also isn't ready to deliver her kittens
for a few more hours.
I promise. I'll stay with Lulu and keep you updated on her progress.
Thank you, Dr. Dunsbury.
(GROANS)
Okay, this is the unfinished south wing.
(DOOR CREAKS)
SCOOBY-DOO: What a mess.
Like, Scoob, maybe we should have tried our luck, back in the exam room.
-There's no winning here. -FRED: Hold it.
What's that strange light?
It's an incubator.
It looks like someone set up a small veterinarian lab here.
Like, maybe to grow more werewolves!
The future of werewolvery.
Or, it's possible this is just a place
to keep contagious animals from spreading germs.
Let's keep looking. What's in that room?
(DOOR CREAKS)
(SNARLING)
-The werewolf. -(GROWLING)
(ALL YELLING)
(GRUNTS)
It's locked.
-It's locked. -It's locked! Huh?
Scooby.
(SCREECHES)
(ROARING)
♪ You're feeling me I'm feeling you
♪ You're feeling me I'm feeling you ♪
(GROWLS)
(HOWLING)
-(ELEPHANT TRUMPETING) -(HORSE NEIGHS)
(ALL PANTING)
How you feeling, Scooby?
(WHIMPERS)
Like, we came here to make Scooby better.
And instead we almost made him werewolf food.
I'm sorry, Scoob. Stay with me!
Plus, we let all of Dr. Dunsbury's patients run away.
Okay, I admit it.
Miming has almost added nothing productive to any of the above.
Who knew?
-(DOOR OPENS) -(ALL SCREAM)
Well, thanks for nothing kids.
We're trying to round up all the animals you let escape
and I still have a werewolf in my hospital.
I might as well call my other brother
to see if there's another opening for a cowboy fireman.
Consider yourself lucky Lulu found her way to me.
If anything had happened to her or her unborn kittens,
Taco, Dentures, Blast-off and Frog, I'd sue.
Uh, Ms. Tuckle, wait.
Guys, did you hear that?
The names for her unborn kittens.
Taco, Dentures, Blast-off and Frog.
Yeah. Those are horrible names.
No. Taco. Dentures. Blast-off. Frog.
Like, the worst.
Heh. Kittens.
You're missing the point.
Jinkies. Now, I get it.
Daphne, you're right.
That's it. Miming just solved this mystery.
Unfortunately.
Gang, we have a werewolf to catch.
(EKG BEEPING)
-ALL: Surprise! -(MEOWS)
Like, we felt so bad about earlier, Lulu.
Some of us did.
That's right. We all wanted to be here
for the glorious occasion to celebrate.
So, we're throwing you a kitten shower.
Okay. Everyone knows what to do?
Like, yeah. But how will we know when...
(SNARLING)
-Right. -Obvious in retrospect.
Go!
FRED: Whoa!
(DAPHNE YELPS)
(YELPS)
Like, you seriously need conditioner.
But, first, a shampoo.
And if anyone needed a muzzle, it's you.
(GRUNTING)
ALL: Daphne.
And finally, a key.
(SNARLING)
Oh, give it up, fuzzy. You're no werewolf.
In fact, you're...
ALL: Miguel.
Good news. I just delivered five healthy kittens.
-Lulu did so well. -(PURRING)
Wait. Five? I thought there were only four.
That's what Miguel wanted you to think.
Exactly. You see...
Wait, Fred, I think we owe our brilliant mystery solving mime
the opportunity to explain this one.
Everyone, pay attention.
Thank you so much for taking care of my Lulu, Dr. Dunsbury.
Of course, Ms. Tuckel.
I've only seen this breed once in my entire career.
These pure bred kittens are worth a fortune.
A fortune, huh?
Okay, Lulu, I'm just gonna get a picture of your kittens,
to make sure they're all healthy.
And to see if anyone will miss one of them.
Congratulations, Ms. Tuckle. The tests are back.
Lulu's about to be the mother of four, healthy kittens.
That's wonderful. Oh, I should start coming up with names.
It appears someone around here is taking this werewolf matter very seriously.
They've been researching it.
The guy's name was...
Theodore Meldon. (CHUCKLES) That sounds good.
Okay. Rounded ears, 42 teeth.
(NURSE SCREAMING)
(MIGUEL CHUCKLES)
What the heck was that?
(SIGHS) Miguel made up the werewolf legend
and used it to try to steal one of the rare kittens to sell her for a fortune.
Blah, blah, blah, blah.
And I would've gotten away with it too, if it wasn't for mimes!
Always mimes!
They're a plague on humanity. I hate mimes!
I'm proud of you, Daphne. You were right.
You showed us that mimes can be a force for good in this world.
-Now, please stop. -Done.
Here's some more good news. The tests are back on Scooby.
He's perfectly healthy.
But, like, what about his stomach?
Totally normal. He wasn't sick.
Look at these. He was just... Full.
(ALL GASP)
That's how everyone feels when they're full.
I guess Scooby here just isn't used to that sensation.
-This is a first. -I'm hungry.
Oh. I'm cured!
Unfortunately, I'm afraid Shaggy's results aren't so good.
Fleas. Kennel cough. Worms.
-Dental Tartar. Ear infections. Mange. -Ooh.
I'm going to have to keep you overnight for observation.
-(SHAGGY GASPS) -SCOOBY-DOO: That's bad.
(YODELING)
That's it! It's on!
(CATERWAULS)
(GRUNTING SOUNDS)