Lego Scooby-Doo! Blowout Beach Bash Page #6

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Shaggy, Scooby, I need you

to go gather some wood

from those walkways down there and

come back as fast as you can.

Like, dude, I'm starting

to miss party animal Fred.

Come on, Scoob.

Daphne, Velma, you two help me

gather up some nets and rope.

If this works, we'll be back on

the beach having fun in no time.

That reminds me.

We really should try to come

up with some new dance moves.

I wouldn't want people to think

we're a couple of one-trick ponies.

Good thinking.

Maybe if we move our arms

and legs kinda like...

Guys, seriously? Focus.

- Uh, right.

- Sorry.

That wasn't bad.

It's no Jinky, but not bad.

Guys!

That ought to do.

Let's get these planks back to Fred.

Right.

- Uh-oh.

- What is it?

Look for yourself.

Hold on, I can't see.

Let me put these down.

Oh, excuse me,

would you mind holding these for

me just for a second? Thanks.

Oh, I see.

Boy, do I feel silly.

Like, how oblivious can you get?

P-Pirates.

P-Pirates?

Pirates!

I'll take these back now.

New plan. Put the planks back!

I think this might work.

Yeah, it seems like a pretty solid trap.

No. I mean this pivoting

motion I'm doing.

I think with the right musical beat...

Fred!

Right... Right.

Focus. I... I'll stop.

- Fred!

- I said I'll stop!

- Daphne! Velma!

- It's Shaggy.

Pirates!

Pirates!

Scooby-Doo Scooby don't

Scooby does when

the others say they won't

Hurry, Scooby,

don't ya got it coming bad

We've having Scooby fun

doing the Scooby dance

I like you, that's a fact

More than you'd like a Scooby Snack

Chasin' ghouls or settin' traps

Rest assured that I got your back

Scooby, Scooby, Scooby listen to us

Scooby, Scooby, Scooby,

fun, fun, fun, fun

Scooby-Doo Scooby don't

Scooby does when

the others say they won't

Hurry, Scooby,

don't ya got it coming bad

We've having Scooby fun

doing the Scooby dance

Scooby-Doo Scooby don't

Scooby does when

the others say they won't

All right, you scurvy dogs.

Who are you calling "dogs"?

Hey!

No offense, Scoob.

It's time ye all be walking the plank.

Great. Now we'll never be

Captains of the Bash.

That's what you're worried about?

It's a big deal.

I was almost officially

and verifiably fun.

I'm sorry I teased you

guys about being boring.

I'm sorry we got carried away.

And I'm sorry to interrupt,

but I thought ye all

were walking the plank.

Yeah. Less talking and more walking.

Well, this is it.

I guess we better jump, guys.

What's the hurry?

I think it's time...

Pedal to the medal, Tommie.

Looks like those pirates are

steering their ship around.

They'll never be able to

make it through there.

They'll have to wait hours

for the tide to get

low enough to sail out.

Or they could do that.

Oh, this is fun!

Hey, everybody.

Look out there.

It looks like Brenda,

Tommie and the new kids!

And the pirates.

Almost to shore, gang.

I just wanted to have

a fun, relaxing weekend.

Next time, I'll just stay

home and read a book.

Come on, everybody, let's

give those pirates what for.

Yeah!

We made it.

Return fire!

Fire. Fire.

Gosh, I'm really sorry about your inn

and the rest of the boardwalk,

Mr. and Mrs. Holdout.

Do you think you'll rebuild?

Oh, heavens, no.

Most of those places were so old,

we don't even have the

instructions for them anymore.

No. I'm sorry to say

we already agreed to sell

Mr. Monkfish our land and what's left

of the boardwalk tomorrow morning.

Sorry, we've got no other choice.

That's right.

I'd like to say I'm sad to

see you go, but point of fact,

I'm over the moon.

Mr. Monkfish, this is hardly

the time or place.

Where's your sense of decency?

"Decency", he says!

Oh, that's rich.

- You believe that?

- Yeah.

Oh, what do you know.

What does "SD" stand for,

anyway, Strange Dog?

I'll tell you all who the

decent ones around here are.

Those pirates, that's who.

I'd like to shake their hands.

Hands or hooks or whatever

they've got, I'll shake it.

Not only have they put an end

to all your cheap, low class,

Bingo Bash shenanigans,

they've also paved the way for my

ultra-modern high-end pier complex.

They even did the most of

the demolition work for me,

how about that?

When I build up this...

Oh, can it, you loudmouth.

Mitzi!

Why I never...

Never in all my life...

Apologize this instant!

I apologize, all right.

I'm sorry I ever started

working for you.

I'm sorry I actually defended you

when people said you were rotten.

And I'm sorry I didn't see you for

what you are a whole lot sooner.

This is my hometown.

It's where I grew up.

And now, it's nothing.

If you were any kind of human being,

you would see how

hurt I am, but you're not.

You're just a greedy troll

that moved out

from under his bridge and set

up shop on a pier.

I'm hurt. You were like the

daughter I never had.

You have three daughters!

Three? Huh, that's a lot.

Well, you were like

the fourth I never had.

But now you're nothing to me.

Just like the rest of these

screwy misfits.

As for you two,

this changes nothing.

We made a deal and I expect to see you

at the pier tomorrow morning

to finalize the paperwork.

We'll be there.

Unlike you,

we handle ourselves with dignity.

That's right. Dignity.

Now buzz off, you hopeless clod!

You don't have to ask me twice.

I'm giving you a second chance.

What for? I don't know.

But if you come with me now, I'm

willing to forgive everything.

I believe the lady said buzz off!

Et tu, Mitzi?

Sorry about that, everyone.

I tried to talk him out of

coming down here,

but when he gets an idea in his head,

there's just no stopping him.

That's all right, dear.

It was nice to finally see

you stand up to him.

Well, Laura, honey, we should

probably get going.

No use sitting around, moping

about what's already over.

Agreed.

Chad, Krissy, come on, we're leaving.

Bye, everyone.

Bye.

Bye.

Well, on the bright side, at least now

we'll be Captains of the Bash for life.

Yeah. You can all take

comfort knowing that

the last captains were

the coolest captains.

Oh, get lost, creeps.

Sorry. Only losers get lost.

We're out.

Smell you later, beach bummers!

Well, I guess Mr. Holdout's

right. It's over.

No more Bingo Bash.

- No more captains.

- No more boardwalk.

I can't believe the

Holdouts are selling.

It's over.

Wait, it's not over.

There's still one more day.

Fredman, I admire your attitude.

But look around. Game over.

No.

We still need to crown the

Captains of the Bash.

Oh, Fred, give it up.

This isn't about being

fun or cool anymore.

It's not about all that.

It's about teamwork and not giving up.

Gather around, everyone.

I've got a plan.

Hey, Sheriff!

Come on down to the pier.

When you guys are done there, stop by!

Right next to the roller coaster.

I did not give you permission

to use my pier.

Come down here right now!

Sorry, can't.

No dogs allowed.

We'll see about this!

All right, are we all

clear on what to do?

- I think so.

- Once they show up,

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