Big Top Scooby-Doo! Page #4

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Ooh, that's a big net.

No bitey. I am not a chew toy.

(SHAGGY YELLS)

Huh?

(YELLING)

(WHIMPERING)

(YELLS)

(AUDIENCE GASPS)

Scooby!

(AUDIENCE CHEERS)

Shaggy. Scooby.

Lead them over this way.

Like, I'll try.

-Now!

-Unh!

-Got them.

MARIUS:
Come on.

(AUDIENCE CHEERING)

They have to be here.

Apparently not.

Very strange.

How could they just disappear like that?

(HONKING)

Maybe, but where would they hide

the forklift?

Why did they attack?

They weren't stealing jewels.

They went right for Shaggy

and Scooby.

-You think they were trying to scare us off?

-It could be.

SHAGGY:

How do you, like, stop this thing?

(CRASH)

(AUDIENCE LAUGHING

AND APPLAUDING)

That's one way.

Everybody out.

Follow the ushers.

-Werewolves. What a great idea.

-Hilarious.

(LAUGHING AND CHATTERING)

(SCOOBY SNORING)

MARIUS:
Unbelievable.

-What's that?

Is it the werewolves?

No, I don't think so.

There were critics in the audience

last night.

There are circus critics?

These are the most incredible reviews

I've ever seen.

They all assumed the werewolves

were part of the show.

And look at this:

They're calling Shaggy

the greatest circus artist since Felix Adler.

-What?

-I'm so excited.

And I would be so much more excited

if I had any idea who Felix Adler was.

That's great, Shaggy.

-Congratulations.

-Way to go.

What about me?

Listen. "The performance

young Shaggy Rogers...

...gets from his trained dog, Scabby--"

-Scabby?

"--is so remarkable, one might almost

believe the animal has a mind of its own."

I do.

-It's true, he does.

-Yeah, that was a little harsh.

This is fantastic.

Excuse me, I have to show these around.

Looks like we're a hit, huh?

-"Scabby."

ARCHAMBAULT:
You have heard?

The newses are loving the show.

We sell many tickets now, eh?

You all be sure

to come to breakfast today, okay?

Archambault is going to make

his famous crepes. Aha.

Kitchen trailer key.

Breakfast be ready soon.

-What--?

ARCHAMBAULT:
Excusez-moi...

-...Archambault put it back on shelf.

-Wait a second.

This is a book about

the lngolstadt werewolves.

But I thought Marius

had never heard about them.

That's what he said.

Like, maybe he just bought

that book yesterday?

It was printed in Estonia in 1853.

You really think Marius

could have found this in just a day?

What you are saying?

Marius is werewolf?

But last night he was with us

when the werewolves attacked.

He still might be one of them.

Maybe he can change...

...whenever he wants, like in lngolstadt.

Someone has circled all the jewels

that Hans supposedly collected.

They're the same ones our werewolf

has stolen except one.

It says it's a "carbonado."

What's a "carnow"?

-Carbonado. Beats me.

-Carbonado, very puzzlement, oui?

Okay, time to make the crepes.

Breakfast in one hour.

(STOMACH GROWLS)

I'm not gonna last an hour.

Hey, is Cap'n Fatty's Rib Ranch

open for breakfast?

-Yeah.

-Then let's head on out, Scabby. Ha, ha.

(GROWLS)

Shaggy Rogers.

Like, do I know you?

"A star is born."

-Oh, yeah.

-Oh, no.

Hey, everybody.

We got a celebrity in the place.

Shaggy, from that "Celestia" show.

(GIRLS GASP THEN LAUGH)

-Oh, my gosh, we saw you last night.

-You were so awesome.

How'd you teach it all those tricks?

-"It"?

-Um, you know, the usual way.

-He's dreamy.

-He's dreamy.

(SHAGGY CHUCKLES)

(SCOOBY GROANS)

-Right this way, Mr. Rogers.

-Would you ladies care to join me?

(GIGGLING)

Huh? Hey.

Order anything you want, sir.

It's on the house.

And I'll bring a bone for your dog.

A bone?

So tell me more about how great I am.

"Scabby." Hmph.

-Care to explain this?

-Well, it's a book.

You see, they print words

on sheets of paper, bind them together--

It's a book about

the lngolstadt werewolves.

We found it in your office.

And what, that makes me a werewolf?

My office is usually unlocked.

Anyone could have planted it there.

PHlL:

Mr. Brancusi?

Oh, over here, Mr. Flaxman.

It's Phil, heh.

Call me Phil, everyone calls me Phil,

even my kids call me Phil. Heh.

Come into my office please, Phil.

If you'll excuse me,

I have some business to discuss.

And then I said,

"So tell me more about how great I am."

(GIRLS LAUGH)

(MIMICS GIRLS LAUGHING)

Disgusting.

Who wants to get

the superstar another hoagie?

-Oh, I'll get you one.

-No, me.

-Me, I'll do it.

-Me first.

(YAWNS)

-I want a hoagie.

-Don't worry, Scoob.

(YAWNS)

Now that I'm a superstar,

I won't forget the little people.

I mean, dogs.

Little puppies....

Ah. People.

Pooples. Whatever.

(SNORES)

(AUDIENCE APPLAUDING)

Are you ready to rock?

You understand that by "rock"

I mean, "Watch a dog do tricks," right?

Then behold my creation.

(GROWLS)

Scooby, no.

(GASPS)

(SCOOBY GROANING)

Don't leave me, buddy.

Don't leave!

Scoob. Scooby.

Scoob. Scooby?

Dude, can I borrow your shades?

No!

Chillax. I was just asking.

No. Oh, good, you're still a dog.

And you're still a jerk.

What do you mean,

you won't do the show tonight?

You heard me.

-Oh, come on, Scoob.

-No.

Would you do it for a Scooby Snack?

Uh-uh.

Would you do it for two Scooby Snacks?

-Forget it.

-Fine.

There's 342 pounds

of Scooby Snacks here.

You happy now?

Yeah.

Ha, ha. Happy now.

I don't know

what you just talked him into doing...

...but he must've really

not wanted to do it.

Thank you, Phil.

We'll see you at tonight's show.

Oh, I wouldn't miss it.

Guess what.

That man just bought out

all the seats for tonight's performance.

We're doing a private show

for the Wulfsmoon guy.

Wulfric Von Rydingsvard?

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh!

Oh, my gosh!

(SHAGGY PANTING)

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh.

Is he going to be all right?

As all right as he ever is.

I am not a werewolf.

-I really don't think it's him, Velma.

-We'll see. Okay, so I found out...

...what a carbonado is.

It's also known as a black diamond.

(SCREAMS)

Thanks, Shaggy.

Deaf in this ear now.

Black diamond. Black diamond.

-What?

-Wulfric. Wulfric. Wulfric.

Shaggy. How about a verb?

(GROANS)

Wears! Wears! Wears!

Let's see, if we put them together...

...Wulfric wears black diamond?

Well, I guess we know

what the werewolves' next target is.

And this time, we'll be ready.

-We're not ready.

-It's okay, calm down.

Calm down?

We can't find Archambault.

And look at his trailer.

There's obviously been a struggle here.

I hate to say it, but it looks like

the werewolf has struck again.

OLIVERIO:

You.

-Where is she?

-She?

Where is my Lena? You two are planning

to run off together, aren't you?

What? No.

-Don't lie to me.

-Oliverio, stop.

Lena could have been

taken by the werewolf.

Ha. Net boy is the only wolf I see.

(BOTH WHIMPERING)

I hope Oliverio isn't too upset, Fred.

Because you're going to be doing

the trapeze with him tonight.

We can do this. We can.

We just need to get through this show...

...then we can find out what happened

to everyone. All right.

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