Scooby-Doo Goes Hollywood Page #2

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-Okay?

-Okay.

Hi there, Shaggy, Scoob.

How are you doing?

Like, we're ready to shoot, Lavonne.

Hey, you wiId and crazy poochy-poo.

Great.

Just Iet me get my skates on.

-You better get yours on too, Scoob.

-Okay, Shaggy.

I reaIIy Iove that dog.

He's such a pussycat.

It's great you're gonna heIp us

with this fiIm. It reaIIy is.

We're gonna caII this fiIm

Lavonne and Scooby.

It's got a nice ring to it.

-Here he comes now.

-HeIp!

And there he goes.

Great, Scooby, that's great.

Keep it up!

He'II be doing good

to keep himseIf up.

Duck, Scoob. Duck.

Say, you didn't teII me he was a pro.

Okay, now,

Iet me set the scene for you.

You're in the finaIs for the roIIer-skating

championship of the worId.

The whoIe worId? I'd be too nervous.

CouId we just make it BrookIyn?

Whatever. Anyway, Iike, the other

finaIists have aIready skated.

And it'II take perfect skating

to win the trophy.

-But we win it, right?

-Right.

-Maybe.

-Like, we're ready to roII.

Can someone get the Iights?

And now the last two finalists

for the roller championship of the world.

-BrookIyn.

-Brooklyn.

Lavonne and Scooby.

Okay, remember, Scoob,

this has to be perfect.

Right. Perfect.

Here goes.

Hey, Iook at us. We're skating.

Turn, Scoob. Turn.

I can't!

Scooby, the contest is this way.

No. No, back. Like, stay on the rink!

Sorry, Shaggy.

Turning's not our strongest point.

Gangway!

Zoinks!

HeIp! Get us out of here! HeIp!

Looks Iike Scooby's serious

about this new career.

Yeah, we've gotta stop him

before he makes a fooI of himseIf.

HeIp!

I think we're too Iate.

So you see, C.J., our second piIot fiIm

idea didn't work out too weII...

...due to circumstances

beyond our controI.

Like, not onIy were we serious,

we meant every word.

I'm sorry.

Maybe you'd better just

set up the fiIm, Scoob.

Another fiIm?

Oh, my. Oh, aII right.

Oh, yes, sir, C.J.

To give you a better idea

of the broad range of Scooby's taIents.

Shaggy!

He's not just a funny, cowardIy,

cIumsy dog, you know.

-Shaggy?

-Just roII the fiIm, Scoob.

Okay.

You're gonna Iove this, sir.

Scooby Days. You get it, C.J.?

I get it. I got it.

Groovy, I don't think

you can bring your bike in here.

Hey, this is a drive-in, isn't it?

Get me a soda

and a quart of oiI for my bike.

Hey, you. You're in my booth.

-Your booth, sir, Mr. Groove?

-Right.

WeII, Iike, I'm sorry,

but this is reserved for The Scoob.

-The what?

-For The Scoob.

Hey, Scoob.

On second thought, Iike,

I think this is your booth, sir.

Forget it.

Hey.

-Me?

-Yeah, you.

You Iook Iike an okay dude.

A IittIe rough around

the edges, maybe...

...but it's nothing

we can't fix, you know.

Terrific.

I'm reaIIy cooI.

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

-Come on, Scoob.

-Sing us another song.

PIease.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Okay. But just one more.

Lights, Scooby. Lights, quick!

WeII?

-WeII?

-WeII, weII, weII.

WeII-- Excuse me.

I'II just be a moment.

I needed that.

Why don't you just go back

to your reguIar show?

-WeII, I....

-Go back to his reguIar show?

After what you've seen?

How can you ask that?

After what I've seen, it's easy.

I happen to have a contract with me that

speIIs out everything my cIient wants...

...incIuding speciaIs, movies,

personaI appearances, etc., etc., etc.

"SpeciaIs, movies, etc., etc., etc. "

We'II just Ieave it with you,

so you can Iook it over.

Come on, Scoob.

Oh, okay.

You won't regret this, C.J.

HeIp!

Okay, Scoob. If you're gonna be a star,

you gotta rub the right eIbows.

EIbows?

Like, it's just an expression, Scooby.

Everybody who's anybody is in there.

Get in there and mingIe.

And remember, you're a star.

I'm a star. I'm a star. I'm a star.

I'm a star. I'm a star. I'm a star.

So I said to her:

"Farrah, you haven't been to FIorence,

you haven't been to ItaIy. "

But Warren hasn't read the script yet.

Food!

Oops!

-Punch?

-WeII, I never!

Like, I never either.

Excuse me.

"Top Hat is Not Doggie's Bag. " Cute.

"Scooby-Doo barred

from IocaI restaurant. "

-I am not happy.

-Right, C.J. Not happy.

-Something's got to be done.

-Right, C.J. Something.

Think of a way to get Scooby back

on his own show.

Right, C.J. Think.

-Try not to goof it up this time, okay?

-Okay, Shaggy.

Oh, boy. We're in Iuck, Scooby.

This pIace is fiIIed

with bigtime producers.

So, Iike, get in there

and get discovered.

-Watch it, Scoob.

-I'm okay.

Here we go again.

"Scooby a Washout at HoIIywood PooI. "

Oh, poor Scooby.

Poor us. Without Scooby,

we haven't got a show, Daphne.

He used to be so cute.

Remember that first time we saw him

at GriIIo's pet store?

Oh, Iook at this one.

Isn't he adorabIe?

Yeah. Like, he's cute.

But he Iacks character.

WeII, what about this one, Shaggy?

He's got character.

HeIIo.

Yeah. Like, too much character.

I think he's wonderfuI.

-Hey, caIm down.

-Watch it, puppy.

But we took him anyway.

And Iook at this one.

Scooby's first birthday party.

Okay, okay. HoId it down.

Happy birthday, Scoob.

Happy birthday, Scooby!

Not yet, Scoob.

Make a wish first

and bIow out the candIe.

Oh. Okay.

Good work, Scoob.

What did you wish for?

More cake.

Scooby-Doo!

He sure Ioved food.

That's never changed.

But who'd have thought Scooby

wouId go HoIIywood on us?

Yeah. Remember aII those

great adventures we shared?

WeII, one thing's for sure.

There's no other dog

in the worId Iike Scooby-Doo.

Remember all those things

Scooby used to do?

Like being chased

by horrible monsters.

And eating those Scooby Snacks.

And what about all those mysteries

he helped us solve?

Hey, Scooby, come on back.

There must be something we can do

to get him back, for his own good.

Yeah. But what?

What's the matter? You're not stiII

depressed about what happened?

-Yeah.

-Come on, cheer up.

Soon those producers wiII

be begging to taIk to you.

-They wiII?

-You'II be another GabIe or TravoIta.

-Lassie?

-Sure, another Lassie.

We won't stop at TV.

We'II make you a movie star.

Like, just imagine.

Imagine what it wouId be Iike.

Here he comes. It's Scooby-Doo!

Wow! It's Scooby. Scooby-Doo.

My hero!

Look. Up in the sky.

It's a bird! It's a dog! It's a plane!

No, it's a dog. It's Super Scooby!

-Disguised as a mild-mannered typist--

-Disguised?

Super Scooby leads the never-ending

fight for truth, justice...

...and a bone in every doggy dish.

HeIp! Super Scooby, heIp!

This is a job for Super Scooby!

HeIp!

It's Lucy Lane!

Super Scooby, the rocket.

It's heading toward Big City!

I'II stop it.

Super Scooby, heIp!

Up, up and away!

Gotcha.

That's better.

Like, I bet you can

hardIy wait, eh, Scoob?

In fact, I'II just caII up C.J.

and see what's happening.

What's this?

HeIIo? C.J., pIease.

He's what?

He's where?

Dog auditions?

You won't beIieve it, Scoob!

C.J. is actuaIIy hoIding dog auditions

to repIace you in your show, Scoob.

-Like, isn't that a Iaugh?

-Yeah.

Imagine C.J. trying to find

another taIent Iike yours.

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