Chill Out, Scooby-Doo!
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Look.
Egads.
See, professor? The ancient carvings,
just as I promised you.
So the legend is true.
Yes. It's all here,
just as the manuscript describes.
I've found it at last.
Come, Pemba. The lost kingdom
of Shangri-la awaits.
What?
I am sorry, professor.
We dare not go further.
These lands are forbidden.
Forbidden? By whom?
Look around. We're the only ones here.
No...
...we are not alone.
We should not be here.
He is coming.
No, Pemba. We can't quit now,
not when we're so close.
You do not understand. We must hurry.
Then I'll go alone.
Wait!
Professor!
Professor!
No!
I have seen the creature.
Don't you just love Paris?
The city, the sights, the shopping.
Isn't it romantic, Freddie?
Oh, man, I think I'm in love.
This new cell phone rocks.
It's got hi-def video, an MP3 player,
even satellite GPS.
I'm, like, totally geeking.
Really? How can you tell?
I don't know which is worse:
Fred and his phone,
or you and your newspapers.
I thought we were supposed
to be on vacation.
We are.
You know how I like reading
in a foreign language.
Listen to this, gang.
Climbers on Mount Everest claim
to have seen the abominable snowman...
...a mysterious creature believed to exist
in the high Himalayas.
Oh, no. Not this time, Velma.
I don't care if it's in English,
French or Swahili.
There will be no talk of mysteries
or monsters on this trip.
Do you hear me?
Yes, I hear you.
Can I have my cheeks back now?
Speaking of mysteries, Shaggy and Scooby
were supposed to meet us here...
...over an hour ago.
Where could they be?
Knowing those two, they've probably
been sidetracked by their stomachs.
Yummy.
What a great idea, Scoob.
Like, I've always wanted
to fly an all-you-can-eat airline.
Yeah, me too.
Like, gee whiz. Shouldn't we have landed
in Paris by now?
We're coming up on the drop zone.
Mount Everest, dead ahead.
Mount Everest, tallest mountain
in the world...
...and home to the abominable snowman.
- So you're really going through with this?
- But of course.
I am Alphonse Lafleur,
the world's greatest hunter.
Now, I come in search
of the world's greatest prize.
But I thought the abominable snowman
is just a myth.
How do you catch a monster
that may not even exist?
With a bait no monster can resist.
What can they want now?
Hello, anybody home?
Hello?
And thank you for flying Alphonse
Lafleur's Le Monde Grande Tours.
We are going to be landing very shortly.
Boy, are we glad to hear that.
Like, my stomach is already coming in
for a three-snack landing.
- You have eaten everything?
- Almost.
Like, I'm still saving the last slice
of peanut butter and pineapple pizza...
...in case of an emergency.
Hey.
The pooch is still hungry, no?
We have lots of yummy goodies
waiting for you in the VIP lounge.
This is the VIP lounge?
You are on the package tour, no?
I didn't know that that meant
we were the package.
You said it, Scoob.
Like, I think we've just been bumped
from first class to worst class.
Zoinks, like, now, we know
how it feels to be lost luggage.
As if things weren't bad enough,
now my ears are ringing.
Shaggy, cell phone. Cell phone.
Hey, my cell phone.
Like, world's worst vacation ever,
Shaggy speaking.
Shaggy? I can barely hear you.
Where are you guys?
Hang on, Freddie.
Like, I think Scoob and I are about to go
from frequent fliers to frequent criers.
Shaggy? Scooby?
I've lost their signal.
Can't you trace it with that high-tech
GPS thingy?
Oh, yeah. With global positioning, I should
be able to pinpoint their exact location.
Just a little satellite tracking,
and viola!
Wait, this can't be right.
Look.
- The Himalayas?
- The Himalayas?
Home to Mount Everest.
And the headline-making mystery
of the abominable snowman.
Now, hold on. Just because
there's a mysterious monster on the loose...
...it doesn't necessarily mean that Shaggy
and Scooby are going to get in trouble.
Does it?
We've got to get to Mount Everest.
Everybody in the van.
Sorry, Daphne, but it looks like you're
trading in your new heels for snowshoes.
Oh, just once, I'd like to have a vacation
that stays a vacation.
I'm very sorry, Pemba.
I don't know what came over me.
I should never have cut that rope.
Without you, I quickly became lost...
...and wandered in the blinding
snowstorm for hours.
I barely made it back here alive.
It is my own fault, professor.
as far as the forbidden lands.
But you did, Pemba.
And now the discovery of a lifetime
is still within our grasp.
The lost kingdom of Shangri-la...
...hidden from mankind for centuries.
Why, it's an archeologist's dream.
And it's right up there,
just waiting for me.
I mean, for us, of course.
It's waiting for us.
You may be right, but you forget.
Something else is waiting there too.
Don't you see?
The abominable snowman must be guarding
the secret entrance.
- That's how close we are.
- No. You do not understand.
We have angered the creature,
and now he will seek his revenge.
That is why everyone
is fleeing the village.
Not everyone, it seems.
Minga.
- What are you doing here?
- I've brought you some hot tea.
No, I mean...
Hey, I'm listening to that.
Why are you still in the village?
You should be leaving with the others.
I'm not a little girl anymore, Pemba.
You can stop trying to frighten me
with your monster stories now.
Please excuse my sister, professor.
She is as stubborn as a yak.
So, Minga, you don't believe
in the abominable snowman?
When I was younger,
Pemba used to try to scare me.
"The yeti is going to get you."
Now he's going around telling everyone
that he's actually seen the creature.
I am not kidding this time.
The yeti is real.
We may be freezing cold,
but we're coming in hot.
Egads.
Are you all right?
Did you break anything?
What is this intrusion?
I humbly apologize, most high lama, but...
The monastery is closed. Now, go away.
But look. Two strangers
have fallen from the sky.
Indeed.
May I offer you
something warm to drink?
You must be very cold and tired
after your long journey, huh?
Like, you had us at "warm."
I see you do not enjoy
our yak-butter tea.
Well, I'll say one thing.
Do you mind if we use your phone?
Our friends must think we've totally
flaked on them.
Like, snow-flaked, that is.
Oh, brother.
I am sorry, but we have no such
modern conveniences here.
Like, wherever here is.
Yikes, Shaggy!
Monster. Monster.
That's no monster, Scooby-Doo.
It's just some kind of creepy carving.
You have discovered
our most sacred chamber.
Like, way to go, Scoob.
Why couldn't you discover
something useful...
...like the refrigerator?
Sorry.
In this chamber,
we offer sacrifices to the yeti.
Half man and half animal...
...he lives in the snow caves,
high on the mountain.
Like, there goes the neighborhood.
What an extraordinary crystal.
May I examine it...
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