Big Top Scooby-Doo! Page #2

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How do you know

so much about werewolves?

We solve mysteries.

It's kind of a hobby.

A hobby? Stamp collecting is a hobby.

Solving mysteries is-- Wait.

Maybe you could help me

investigate this werewolf.

Yes. And we could pose

as circus performers.

Sure, why not?

Of course, it will be very dangerous.

-And there's the "Why not." See you.

-We have to do it, Shaggy.

-For the good of the circus.

-Forget it.

For the safety of the public.

No way.

For all the cotton candy you can eat?

Count me out.

Hey, and, uh, churros too?

-And churros.

-Like, dude, heh, I'm in.

Yeah, me too.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

MARIUS:
Well, if you're going to pass

for circus artists...

...it's going to take a little work.

So do any of you have circus skills?

I took a circus-arts class last summer.

Why am I not surprised?

And what did you learn?

I worked out on the trapeze a bit, but, uh,

I ended up breaking a lot of bones.

You seem to have healed well.

What? Oh, not my bones.

I was supposed to catch this guy

and, uh, I dropped him.

Onto someone.

And they both fell into some other people.

-That's terr--

-Who hit the tent support...

...which tipped the popcorn cart,

which set fire to the audience risers...

...which collapsed with 48 people

sitting on them.

-Well, I'm sure it wasn't your fault.

-No, it was.

But I did learn a valuable lesson

about the trapeze.

-Which was?

-Don't drop people.

Oh, and don't fall.

Yes, those are kind of the basics.

How would you like a junior,

second-assistant, backup trapeze position?

-It would be an honor, sir.

-You are a strange fellow.

But I admire your neckwear.

Anyone else have any talents

that might apply?

When I was a kid

I used to do a little motorcycle act.

Really? It takes years of practice to--

It went like this.

Right, that'll do.

I've phased animal acts out of my circus,

but I could make an exception.

-Your friend here seems very well-trained.

-Oh, he is.

Shake.

-Beg.

-Like, please, please, please.

Good boy.

Uh, just for the sake of tradition,

maybe you should do the tricks.

That's probably a good idea...

...because Scooby-Doo

does more circus-y stuff than me.

Show him, Scoob.

Ta-da.

You taught him all this?

He tried, but, like, I just can't get it.

-Poor baby.

-And....

-Hello?

-Hi.

If you're afraid,

I could put you on the churro cart.

-No, no. I can do it.

-Do what?

I don't know. Something.

There are still a few acts I could use.

-How about knife-throwing?

-No.

-Sword-swallowing?

-No.

-Fire-eating?

-No.

Hmm. The only thing that's left

is the human comet.

-That doesn't sound so bad.

-You get shot out of a cannon.

(GROANS)

Can we go back to the knife-throwing?

I have to get everyone prepared.

-Meet me back here in the morning.

-Check. What time?

Five o'clock.

(CHUCKLING)

There's no 5:
00 in the morning.

Is there?

I have a bad feeling about this.

(YAWNING)

(SHAGGY SNORING)

I wonder if we should use code names

while we're undercover.

VELMA, DAPHNE & SCOOBY:

No.

I could be Dominic St. Chinard...

...ne'er-do-well son of a New England

shipping magnate who--

VELMA, DAPHNE & SCOOBY:

No.

Finally, you're here. Come on.

You have to meet

your fellow circus artistes.

Yay!

Any one of whom could be

a bloodthirsty monster.

Boo.

Whitney Doubleday.

He's our animal trainer.

(SHAGGY GROANS)

-Hello?

-Yes?

(SCOOBY GASPS)

Like, what happened, Scoob?

Oh, terribly sorry.

Thirty minutes every day.

Marvelous for the lower back.

Whitney Doubleday, animal trainer.

Good boy.

(SHAGGY MUMBLES)

Whitney Doubleday, animal trainer.

Good boy.

Sorry, after 40 years

of handing out treats...

...it's become a habit.

Oh, thanks.

Uh, Shaggy Rogers,

I'm also an animal train--

-Um, I guess I'm more of an animal partner.

-Yeah. Partners.

Well, I suppose if you're a team,

that's different.

I thought it was odd

that Marius hired you.

You see, he eliminated

all the trained animals from the circus.

Really? Huh. Well, you must be angry

and embittered and seeking revenge.

Ha, ha. Not at all. I was retiring anyway.

The public doesn't want

trained animals anymore.

Too many stories

about abusive training techniques.

Of course, I never hurt any of my animals.

Right, Leoni?

(PURRS)

But there are a few bad apples out there.

No, I'm afraid my kind of act

is a thing of the past.

Hey, um, have you ever trained,

I don't know...

...for instance,

just off the top of my head, um, wolves?

Wolves?

No, no one works with wolves.

They're too unpredictable.

I'd have better luck

trying to train a hurricane.

So if you're not in the show,

why are you and your animals here?

DOUBLEDAY:

Well, we're just along for the ride.

I'm transporting them to a sanctuary

in California that's agreed to take them.

I think I'll miss my baboons the most.

So much like people,

don't you think?

Huh? Oh.

I don't really see any resemblance.

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

BOTH:

Huh?

I always use Spanish commands.

The animals are less likely to hear shouts

from the audience and get confused.

(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

Wow, Scoob.

-Think we could do something like that?

-Sure.

(SCOOBY SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

(LION ROARS)

(SHAGGY & SCOOBY SHRIEK)

Well, it's unusual, I'll give them that.

(SHRIEKS)

MARIUS:

Velma, meet Archambault, our strongman.

You'll be working with him.

VELMA:

Uh....

Don't be afraid,

big hairy man is not werewolf.

You heard about werewolf?

Terrible, terrible.

Very bad for circus, oui?

-Okay.

-Um, what are you--?

Ah. Archambault forget,

you are new to the circus.

Please, you should step on the hand.

-What?

-Step on the hand.

Trust Archambault.

VELMA:

Whoa!

Archambault is not fake

like some strongmans, eh?

Archambault is genuine article.

Strongest man in Quebec, eh?

-But why--?

-Is part of act.

I carry you to cannon.

Then you climb in, I pull lever,

boom, boom, land in net, oui?

-Um, I guess.

-Good. We do some practicing.

Make sure you shouldn't break head.

(SHRIEKS)

Human comet, fire!

VELMA:

Sorry.

I think I tensed up.

There.

Those are the people

I'll be performing with?

Not performing. You're junior,

second-assistant, backup trapeze.

That means you stand by the net.

-And do what?

-As little as possible.

If someone falls,

you help them out of the net.

Oliverio. Lena. This is Fred.

Oliverio is very jealous,

so don't look at Lena.

But don't look like you're not looking

at her, because that makes her flirty.

Wait, what?

Ah, the new net boy.

-Something is wrong with your neck?

-No, um....

Maybe his cute little scarf is too tight.

Come by my trailer later

and I loosen it for you, yeah?

Listen to me, net boy.

You stay away from Lena...

...or I pop your head off like a bottle cap.

Nice to meet you. I'm Fred.

You'll be with the clowns.

-Ooh, clowns are fun.

-Fun like a root canal.

What?

In there.

Gotta go.

Um, hello?

This is easy for you to say. "Hello."

North Americans...

...always so cheerful. "Hello."

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