(BEEPS)
If I'm not careful, I'll be toast.
(BEEPING)
And downloading, now!
(BEEPING)
(INHALES)
(BEEPING)
-(ALARM BLARING) -Huh?
(GASPS) Minus!
-(GROWLS) -(YELLS)
-(GRUNTS) -No!
(STRAINING)
(GRUNTS)
-(GRUNTS) -(CRASHING)
(GROWLS)
(GROANING)
(GROWLS)
(GROANING)
(GRUNTS)
(STRAINING)
Sorry, big guy. I gotta jam.
(BEEPING)
-(GROANS) -(SCREAMING)
Like, I can't believe it. C.R.U.S.T. Labs.
We can finally uncover the secret
of how they combine nature's two most opposite ingredients.
How do they do it?
It's pretty simple.
Yep. We're in for one exciting day.
-(WOMAN SCREAMING) -(THUDS)
(ALL SCREAMING)
(BRAKES SCREECHING)
(SLOSHING)
(ALL SCREAMING)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
SCOOBY-DOO: Scooby-Dooby-Doo!
Maybe she's one of those people
you hear about who thinks they're muffins.
You seriously never heard of that?
(GROANS)
Hi.
Who do you work for?
No one. Me. I'm self-employed.
Well, it depends on how you define work.
I'd say it's more of a calling.
Hey, violent, crazy, gooey, woman.
You landed on top of our van.
Oh, I'm terribly sorry.
You see, I was in a bit of a jam.
Well, who hasn't jumped out of a building
and landed on a moving vehicle covered in condiments?
I call that Tuesdays.
-What happened to you? -(GLASS SHATTERING)
There's no time to explain, but I need your help.
Not so fast, lady.
We came here to learn how they make peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
and we intend to find out.
They just smear the two together on bread.
Oh!
We should get in the van.
We're gonna need more information from you than food-related puns.
In the van! Now!
Get off me.
Hey, I drive the Mystery Machine.
Not with me in it, you don't.
(ENGINE REVVING)
(YELLING)
(SHAGGY WHOOPS)
My name is Jenny Vex
and I'm with British Secret Service.
You're a secret agent?
Yes. I'm trying to save the world
from a power-hungry, evil genius called Bubby.
Save the world.
What does this Bubby want with toast?
I'm convinced Bubby is planning to kill breakfast.
Kill breakfast?
I don't see how you can kill breakfast.
You'd be surprised at the crazy overelaborate schemes
that would have succeeded had not someone intervened.
Actually, I wouldn't be that surprised.
-(BANGS) -Now what?
(YELLING)
What is that thing?
He's called Minus.
He's a freelance agent who works for the highest bidder.
Whenever he shows up, someone is subtracted.
-(THUDS) -(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTING)
(EXCLAIMING)
-(YELLS) -(GROWLS)
Green button!
(GROWLS)
(GROANING)
I may have underestimated you.
Everyone always does.
This is what they're after.
I'd be grateful if you didn't mention that to anyone.
We have to get that thumb drive back.
What else can this thing do?
A lot.
(BEEPS)
-Not bad. -Look!
VELMA: Minus.
We'll cut him off at the pass.
(LAUGHING)
So he wants to play chicken, eh?
But we concede.
Scooby and I registered with the National Cowardice Guild.
SCOOBY-DOO: We're card-carrying members.
(ENGINE REVVING)
There are only three options here, Fred.
You turn the wheel, he turns the wheel, or we crash into each other.
I came prepared.
(BEEPS)
So did he.
-Fourth option. -(BEEPS)
Up.
(BEEPS)
Oh, come on.
(HUMMING)
(YELLING)
Like, are we? Actually, alive?
My nausea suggests yes.
(GROANS)
Where did he go?
I have to check in with the Big Head of the agency.
(BEEPS)
Agent Vex, where have you been?
My apologies, sir.
Things got a bit sticky.
Who on earth are those people?
Uh, guys, the Big Head. Big Head, the guys.
Hi, your head is very big.
Agent Vex, did you wantingly bring a group of
complete strangers into your mission?
Um, no.
Oh. Very good.
Then we'll send you information on Bubby's next target.
Huh? (GASPS)
Run!
Jenny!
Oh, no.
Agent Vex, what is going on?
Fred Jones here. Bubby's got Agent Vex.
But don't worry. We'll get her back.
You'll do no such thing, Mr. Jones.
You're already too involved.
This is far too dangerous and not your concern.
-Big Head out. -(BEEPS)
We have to rescue Jenny.
Sure, we've saved a couple of restaurants and even a Renaissance fair
but this is our chance to save the world.
Like, I don't know, Freddy, he sounded pretty serious.
Maybe we should forget about all of this and go grab some...
-(BOTH GASPING) -Breakfast.
Scoob, what if she's right about the end of breakfast?
Who wants to live in a world without omelettes?
Without biscuits and gravy.
Without pancakes!
Bite your tongue.
(BEEPING)
Look! Bubby's next target is Dr. Itsuki Himura.
He's the world's leading expert on eggs.
Jenny's mission was to contact him at the party tomorrow night.
Then that's our mission.
Next stop, Istanbul.
Like, I'm sorry.
Did you just say...
Man, these spies have the best travel agents.
Okay. I think this is the place
Jenny was supposed to go first.
I hope her secret codes are still good.
(CLEARS THROAT)
(CLEARS THROAT TWICE)
(SPUTTERING)
My sinuses are now clear.
I suffer daily from Postnasal Drip.
That's disgusting.
Yes, it is.
Cool!
(GASPS)
(PANTING)
I would take a step back.
This turkey is not what it appears to be.
(YELLING)
Even I'm not what I appear to be.
(GASPING)
Hello, and who are you exactly?
Hi, uh, we're working with Agent Jenny Vex.
Yeah, she was supposed to come herself but she got
pulled away at the last second.
Well, you certainly pun like spies so that checks out.
I'm Dillingsly. I design spy gadgets.
I simply cannot bear for anything to actually be what it appears to be.
Here's everything you need for this mission.
A whole bag full of things that aren't what they are.
In fact, the bag isn't really a bag.
We'd expect nothing less.
(EXPLOSION)
Like, are you aware the bathroom isn't really a bathroom?
Don't make our mistake.
Shall we?
Like, Scoob and I will stakeout the hors d'oeuvres table.
We're licensed to gorge.
This had to be a black tie event.
(GRUNTING)
Keep an eye out for Dr. Himura.
Dr. Himura is on the cutting edge of egg science.
He's created a sound wave that makes chickens produce eggs faster.
Jenny's file says he always wears
the secret key to his lab on a necklace.
There he is.
Like, we'll have everything all mixed together on a giant plate. Each!
Shaken, not stirred.
Dr. Himura.
First, it's a total honor. Big fan.
Second, you're in grave danger.
Danger? Hah!
Young lady, you don't get into egg research
without being aware of the terrible risks.
Really? You strike me as more of an egghead.
Stop doing that.
I think we got one of everything.
Not deviled eggs.
(DISHES CRASHING)
Like, it's Divided By.
It's Square Root Of.
No, it's Minus.
(GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)
He's got Himura's key.
You call this danger? This is nothing. I'm enjoying this!
-Put him down! -Whee! No, I'm cool.
This doesn't scare me. Spin me faster!
(LAUGHS) Whee!
-(GRUNTS) -Awesome!
(BEEPS)
Bubby's still a step ahead of us.
Don't worry, Daph. I placed a tracker on Minus.
We can follow him with this watch.
It's actually a tracking device.
Cool. Does it also tell time?
No.
There he is.
This plane's flight plans follow his recent world travels perfectly.
That's a cool plane.
I've always wanted to fly one of those.
BOTH: Hmm.
Like, I know this might sound out of character,
but Scoob and I have a plan.
(INTERCOM BEEPS)
(OVER INTERCOM) This is your captain speaking.
Hmm?
Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.
We've got some turbulence up here.
For safety reasons, we ask that you please secure
all carry-on luggage and absurdly large keys.
Thank you.
-(GRUNTS) -I'm sorry, sir.
You heard the captain.
We'll keep this safe for ya.
Let's fasten that seatbelt.
(GRUNTS)
Like, you have a nice day, sir.
Ta-ta.
-Hmm? -(CHUCKLES)
(GROWLING)
This is why you don't do all the planning.
Oh, yeah? Fred, now!
-Hmm? -(EXCLAIMS)
(YELLING)
What was that supposed to accomplish?
(GRUNTS)
I'm not sure.
(GROWLING)
Okay, what is going on?
(STRAINING)
Wait, one more idea.
(AIR HISSING)
You didn't just do that.
(SCREAMING)
One of these things has to be a parachute
instead of what it appears to be.
The key. I see it.
♪ You run away with your many commandos
♪ You left your blaze of a criminal
♪ Can't go wrong
♪ You're a complex girl
♪ You got flashing gold eyes
♪ Got a lot to hypnotize
♪ When the crimes are this good
♪ It's all about you
♪ Yeah, all about you
♪ Nobody to please
♪ When it all goes wrong
♪ You're long, long, gone
gone, gone, gone, gone, gone ♪
Huh? (GROANS)
♪ Gone ♪
Huh?
Where are we?
Go with me here.
Is it possible we're actually in a dentist's nightmare?
Sit up straight. Bubby will see you now.
Oh, the cheeks on my henchmen.
You're Bubby?
Are you kids hungry? I have a nice meatloaf.
-What have you done with Jenny Vex? -(BEEPS)
What are you doing here?
We came to rescue you.
I mean, sure we failed, but honestly, I'm amazed we got this far.
Why and how are you trying to stop breakfast?
Spite. And as far as the how,
I'm using sound wave frequencies
that will stop oranges from growing,
maple trees from making syrup,
and waffles from sprouting from the ground.
Now with the final frequency from Dr. Himura's lab,
I can stop chickens from laying eggs.
(CLUCKING)
How will you send the frequency around the world?
Ah. With this.
The Jaminator 2000.
The ultimate jamming device.
That's a lot of jam.
Breakfast will be done.
(BEEPS)
9 minutes and 22 seconds.
That's pretty specific.
Ta-ta. Don't ruin my plans.
I'm sorry, gang.
I can't believe I actually thought we could
save the world.
It's not your fault, Fred.
Somehow, Bubby was always a step ahead of us.
Come on, guys. What aren't we seeing?
Some clue.
What did we miss?
Wait, that's it!
Maybe we're looking right at it.
Yes! That's the answer.
We have to stop that machine.
VELMA: I think if we reverse the input of the jam,
it should cause the machine to short.
-But... -What?
It could become unstable, even explode.
We can hide underneath where Jenny was
as long as someone sets it off.
I'll do it.
How are you gonna get out of the chair?
I have a harmonica in my right boot.
It's really a high-powered magnet.
But I can't reach it.
Easy as pie.
Oops! (GASPS)
I think I can reach it.
(STRAINING)
Got it!
(GASPS)
Young lady, I do have a better reason than spite
as to why I wanna do away with breakfast.
What's going on?
Uh-oh. Sorry, guys. There's no time.
(BEEPS)
I'll have to save the world on my own.
Minus, stop him!
(GROWLING)
Last time, I went up.
This time, I'm going down.
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
-(GROWLING) -(CIRCUITS SCRAMBLING)
No! What have you done?
I made breakfast reservations for two.
Have a blast.
He spy punned.
(ALARM RINGING)
Sorry, Bubby, but it looks like you're in a
sticky situation.
(STRAINING)
(GROWLING)
Now, let's see who Minus really is.
ALL: Dillingsly?
Agent Vex, we got your signal.
We've captured all of Bubby's sweater men outside.
Hi, Mr. Big Head.
Dillingsly, what on earth happened here?
I can explain everything.
Dillingsly spent his life stuck in labs,
building gadgets for secret agents
who had all the glamour and fun.
So he built his greatest gadget, the Minus suit,
a robotic exoskeleton armor
that gave him superhuman strength, speed and senses.
With access to all the contacts of the British Secret Service,
he was able to hire himself out to get into the action.
VELMA: Time and again, Minus showed up at the right time and place.
That's because Dillingsly knew every detail of Jenny's mission
and could easily monitor her movement.
FRED: He told us he couldn't bear anything that was what it appeared to be.
When Daphne asked what clue we hadn't seen,
it struck me that the only person who had
inside information to stay ahead of us,
and create a suit like Minus wore,
was the same person who couldn't bear to be what he appeared to be.
Dillingsly.
And I would've gotten away with it
if they had been what they appeared to be.
Just meddling kids.
Brilliant work, guys. Thank you.
Without breakfast to fuel the body
and raise depleted glucose levels in the morning,
mankind would have no longer been able to get through their day properly.
You saved the world!
Yes, I did.
Saving the world was fun.
But I think it's time we go back to solving simple mysteries.
-(BEEPING) -Wait. What's this?
Scooby Gang, we need your help.
This isn't just the world in danger.
We need you to save the universe.
Aren't you right here?
Why don't you just talk to us?
Never mind that. This way is much cooler.