Scooby-Doo! Stage Fright Page #4

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with the money if you win?

Uh, just nothing really, just...

I don't know.

Um, could use some new seat covers

for the van.

Um, possibly a hat.

- Hey there.

- Fantastic, heh.

I know we were

a little unprepared before...

...but now we have got the act for you.

Yeah.

We are, hold for it...

...contortionists.

Ta-da.

All right, well, let's see what you got.

[SCOOBY & SHAGGY SCREAM]

[BOTH GASP]

You might wanna go help your friends.

They've gotten themselves

a little tangled, heh. Fantastic.

We need aspirin,

a chiropractor and some baby oil.

Right now.

Okay.

Next up, Lotte Lavoie.

All right, all right. Throat spray.

[SINGING OFF-KEY]

[BOTH GASP]

[COUGHING]

[IN RASPY VOICE]

Who did this to me? Who?

Someone is going to pay for this.

Someone is going to pay!

Her throat has been sprayed

with some kind of chemical irritant.

There's no permanent damage,

but you won't be able to sing for a week.

I'm gonna sue you. And you.

And you. And everyone!

Somebody had better fix this

or I am going to get mad!

So do you think maybe

the Phantom is behind this?

Hmm. It could be.

We're behind schedule, people.

Next up are Blake and Jones.

Okay, we'll keep an eye open

for the Phantom.

Don't worry about a thing.

[SINGING] Rainstorm over the ocean

Sunshine after the rain

Clouds rise up from the water

Nature's endless chain

The world keeps on spinning

From day into the night

From season to season

From darkness to light

BOTH [SINGING]:
Our lives keep evolving

Through hope and despair

I can take all the changes

Knowing you're there

We are like the rivers

That join at the sea

[SIGHS]

Like, it's only Brick.

[ALL SCREAM]

It's enough for me

It's enough for me

- You guys were great.

- Thanks.

Sorry, sir. So sorry.

Was that your new act?

What are you, the human cannonball?

[CHUCKLES]

No, we thought you were the Phantom.

What? Why would you think that?

That's crazy.

[CHUCKLING]

Ah.

The Great Pauldini.

[APPLAUDING]

Still no sign of the Phantom.

Maybe the whole thing's over.

Waldo and Hufnagel?

Say, Hufnagel,

are you an actor or a dummy?

I don't know, what's the difference?

He's so hot.

- Aah, oh, my gosh, he's on fire.

- Totally.

No, I mean he's really on fire.

Hey, Hufnagel, do you...?

Smell something burning?

Aah, ugh!

[ALL GASP]

[PHANTOM LAUGHS]

PHANTOM:
Christine must win!

Security, find that Phantom.

Find him, find him!

Waldo? Hey, you're not leaving,

are you, buddy?

No, heh, I thought I'd stay and risk my life

for a stupid talent show.

Hey, that's fanta... Hey.

WALDO:
Of course I'm leaving.

And the rest of you will too,

if you have any sense.

Ahem, my card.

Give it to me.

Come on, give it to me.

[CHATTERING]

DEWEY:
Girlasaurus Rex!

You're on.

[SCOOBY GASPS]

- We are...

ALL [IN UNISON]:
Girlasaurus Rex!

[ALL SCREAM]

[GASPS]

One, two, one, two, three, four!

[ALL GASP]

Uh, strum, strum, twang!

[ALL GASP]

[PHANTOM LAUGHING]

[ALL GASP]

[YELLING]

PHANTOM:
Christine must win.

[DEWEY & COLLETTE GASP]

K.T.? Where is he? Where is he?

K.T.:
He's in the prop room.

He's in the coffee...

He's everywhere. What the heck?

Don't worry. We'll find him.

Let's split up.

[BOTH GRUNT]

Okay. The other way.

[BOTH GUARDS GRUNT]

Find him. Now, now, now, now.

Right, we're out of here.

Heh, ladies, where are you going?

Come on.

Dude, someone busted our instruments.

What's next, our heads?

- Think we can catch up with Waldo?

- What do you mean, "we"?

- Come back here.

- We've gotta do something.

- Velma, you've seen all the acts, right?

- Yeah.

Who you think the frontrunners are?

I mean, of the ones that are left?

Honestly? You guys,

the violin girl and Chrissy.

So if the Phantom wants Chrissy to win,

he'll try to get rid of Emma and us.

Velma, can you get Emma's parents

to take her someplace safe?

Sure.

We're gonna set a trap for the Phantom.

Daphne and I will be the bait.

Oh, heh, good. I mean, yeah, whatever.

Well, uh, we're gonna take a nap now.

In our dressing room.

Um, no one cares?

Yeah, so, uh, we'll be asleep and napping.

Just totally unprotected.

- In our dressing room. Asleep.

- Unguarded.

- In our dressing room.

FRED:
Unguarded.

- Hang tight. Something's bound to happen.

- To you, right? Not to us?

What? I'm just asking.

Hey, it's a fair question.

Just a matter of time now.

[CLAPS]

[MUMBLES]

This is ridiculous.

We've been waiting forever.

And, Velma, would you get

your elbow out of my ribs?

I'm over here, Shaggy.

SHAGGY:

Then whose big elbow...?

[PHANTOM GROWLS THEN CACKLES]

[VELMA, SHAGGY & SCOOBY SCREAM]

What is it?

[STAMMERS]

Phantom!

[SHAGGY WHIMPERING]

He must have gone through there.

Like, I hate hidden passages.

They never lead anywhere good.

When's the last time we were in a hidden

passage and it led to, like, miniature golf?

VELMA:
We're in the sewer

below the Opera House.

[RATS SQUEAKING]

Like, these sewers have so many

passageways, how are we gonna find...?

Shh!

[GRUNTS]

[ORGAN PLAYING NEARBY]

[ALL GASP]

[SQUEAKING]

Rats!

[SCREAMS]

[CHUCKLES]

[YELPS]

[GASPING]

Huh?

Aah! Bats!

[ALL GASP]

[ALL SCREAMING]

[VELMA SCREAMING]

[GASPS]

Good thing this sweater is a cable-knit.

[ORGAN PLAYING NEARBY]

There it is again.

This way.

Ha! SCOOBY:
Yipe!

PHANTOM:
I suppose it was only

a matter of time until someone found me.

Welcome to my home.

I have lived here in the dank,

reeking sewers all my life...

...forced to hide from society...

...to conceal the hideous,

twisted mass of flesh that is my face.

But now, I can hide no longer.

Behold, the Phantom of the Opera!

Um, you look fine.

I what?

I mean, you're no Brad Pitt or anything,

but you're okay.

But look. Gaze upon my foul,

deformed visage. I'm hideous. Hideous.

[SOBS]

Dude, this is a funhouse mirror.

It is? But this is the only mirror

I've ever looked in.

I mean, I don't have any others,

and when I go out I always wear the mask.

Hey, I look good.

Well, this is embarrassing.

Wow, uh, ehh!

I wish I had the last 40 years back.

Uh, so it's super awkward right now.

I, uh... Anyway, yeah.

- Mr. Phantom...

- Steve. Steve Trilby.

Uh, Steve. Why have you been

sabotaging the talent show?

The what now?

Talent Star? The TV show?

You wrecked instruments

and set fire to a dummy, and...

Not me. I haven't been up at all lately,

except to get food.

Is that why you were

in our dressing room?

That's the secret door

to the vending machines.

I like those burritos.

The bean and cheese ones?

But back in the '70s...

Oh, yeah. I mean,

I did some stuff back then.

Stuff I'm not proud of.

It was when they turned

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