Scooby-Doo! Legend Of The Phantosaur Page #4

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we saw outside the mine.

All we had to do was add a few

decorations and glow paint...

to make it look like that

Indian legend had come alive.

It turned out pretty good, huh?

Deitch here went to art school.

But why go to all this trouble?

We just found a new vein

of silver near the mines.

But those scientists were digging.

We couldn't touch it.

So you created the Phantosaurs

to scare them away.

- Yeah. Hey, it could have worked.

- It would have.

And we would've gotten away with it

if it hadn't been for you meddling kids.

Well, looks like another mystery

is solved.

- Usually it takes longer.

- Yeah.

Nothing like a little motorcycle race

to work up an appetite, eh, Scoob?

- Yeah, you were awesome.

- Thanks, buddy.

By the way, how did I win the race?

- I don't know.

- Me neither.

Stop, stop!

- It's Mr. Hubley.

- He's freaking out about something.

Thank goodness you're back.

Something terrible has happened.

Last night, somebody broke in

and took my PLR equipment.

Look.

Zoinks, the whole PLR thingy

is, like, gonesville.

Yeah, and it was stolen too.

Whoever ripped that out

must be pretty strong.

Look, Fred. Claw marks.

Got a set of footprints here.

Dromaeosaurus theopod

of the Mongolian species.

A velociraptor.

And more than one, judging from this mess.

What would velociraptors want

with holographic equipment?

- They're still here. We should...

- Shh! Lights off.

Nobody make a sound.

Run!

- Aah!

- Yikes!

I think we lost them.

- Phew.

- Where are they going?

Where are you going?

They're heading for town.

Quick, in the van.

Scooby, Shazzy. No, they were so young.

If there's one thing I can't stand,

it's ghost dinosaurs.

- Come on.

- Yeah.

Come on, let's play.

Giant phantom

dinosaur attacking town center.

All personnel, please respond.

Look out, Fred.

Like, it's the real Phantosaur.

- Quick, take some photos.

- On it.

Gotcha.

Thanks, Tex.

Well, gang, it looks as if this mystery

has been officially reopened.

Let's get those photos to Svankmajer.

The smaller ones are raptors.

But the large one,

either that's what attacked my camp or...

What do you mean?

That terrible creature

must have done this.

- Where's Winsor?

- I sent everyone home after I saw this.

I'm getting out of here and if you have

any sense, you will do the same.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to finish packing.

I can't believe Winsor would go

without saying goodbye.

He didn't. Look.

Scientists are really lousy liars, huh?

Well, I guess we'll be leaving town now.

Yep, here we go.

We're not really leaving, are we?

Of course not. We're gonna pick up

a couple of things and then come back.

I have a plan.

Why couldn't we pick up a couple,

say, crossbows or flamethrowers?

Trust me, this is all the

protection we're gonna need.

- Wait, why are we sneaking?

- Shh.

But we want them to notice us.

Like, please don't do that.

Hello, Mr. Phantosaur.

Marbles.

Just like I said,

it's those graduate students.

Game over, man. We're caught.

Gee, you think?

Fire extinguishers.

The beam's coming from there.

Crumbs.

You can't get away.

A paint stripper. It blows superheated air.

They used this for the Phantosaur's

fire breath. Look.

Whoa!

That's even cooler than the hologram.

- But shouldn't we be following those guys?

- Right.

Give it up! There's nowhere to run!

Whoa.

A complete allosaurus.

Perfectly preserved inside a single

huge quartz crystal.

It shouldn't be possible.

I can't even begin to imagine the process

by which this happened.

But here it is.

And here it's been for millions of years.

Can you imagine

how I felt the day we came upon this?

It was the most beautiful thing

I'd ever seen.

The most beautiful thing

anyone had ever seen.

Like, that's some collectable.

It was my life's dream made real.

I have never wanted anything so much.

I'm quite sure I never will again.

I had to make it mine.

And I would've gotten away with it too,

if it hadn't been for you meddling kids.

Professor Svankmajer...

Don't you mean,

"We would have gotten away with it"?

Winsor? No.

Sorry, Velma.

I put crime before science.

I know, it was wrong.

I'm almost glad you stopped us.

How could you both be so selfish?

- A find like this belongs to the world.

- Yes.

Although technically, it belongs to the town

of La Serena since this is under public land.

My plan had been to scare people away long

enough to dig it out and transport it away.

This thing is most likely the source

of the Phantosaur legend.

The Tolkepaya probably found it

centuries ago and told tales about it.

So it seemed strangely appropriate...

to use the Phantosaur myth

to drive people off.

Of course, I saw through the mining

company's fake Phantosaur right away.

And so did I,

but I knew I could do something better.

I'd seen Mr. Hubley's

hologram projector...

and I'd taken some

computer animation classes.

The raptor costumes were borrowed...

from the real live dinosaurs exhibit.

I got paint strippers

from a friend in construction.

We planted them around town

to create the Phantosaur's fire breath.

Our plan was to use the Phantosaur

to frighten the townspeople away.

With the town empty, we could

remove the allosaur crystal unseen.

The problem was that the crystal

lay directly beneath the town.

Like, how did you plan on getting

this huge crystal above ground?

Explosives. This cave system honeycombs

underneath the whole town.

So we set charges

with fuses throughout.

When the town was empty,

we could blow the charges...

and remove the crystal at night.

I can't believe

I've turned into a common criminal.

Me too.

Ha. Common criminals?

Like, no way, man.

You guys are super villains.

Evil scientists with holograms

and heat lamps.

- Did you leave the paint stripper on?

- No, of course not.

He definitely turned it off.

I know because I turned it back on.

Then we'd better hurry up and get out.

The fuses have been lit

by the paint stripper.

When the charges blow,

these tunnels will collapse.

Run!

- Too late.

- We're trapped.

- We'll have to go the other way.

- Down?

There's another exit that way.

Yeah, and about 8 million snakes.

The cave snakes are real?

Yeah, and the bats.

I don't lie about everything.

The only way any of us are getting

out of here is if we all work together.

He's right.

I know the lower caverns are bad,

but there's no other choice.

There's a time for talk

and there's a time for action.

Follow me.

Uh, choice? Other? But? Action?

Snakes. Oh, oh, oh! Do not like.

The snakes stay down there.

We just have to find a way to get across.

Bats.

Shaggy, what are you doing?

Saving your butt, Jones. Get used to it.

Come on, guys.

I guess we have no choice. Let's go.

The stalactites are sinking.

We've gotta hurry.

Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!

Ooh! I can't get across now.

Hold on, Velma!

We'll get you out of there!

Hurry.

Now's your chance, Velma. Hurry.

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