Scooby Doo and the Robots

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[PIANO PLAYING]

[ALL GASP]

[CROWD CHATTERING]

MAN 1:

Who are these guys?

COLD STEEL:
All your valuables

in the sacks, ladies and gents...

...and nobody gets hurt.

MAN 2:

Not so fast, partner.

[GASPING]

[GIGGLING]

[WHISTLE BLOWS]

Nice of your Uncle Karl to buy us

train tickets for this trip, Freddy.

"Cyber Gulch, where we make your

wildest Wild West fantasies come true."

Oh, boy. Stacks and stacks of

chuck-wagon flapjacks, here we come.

Flapjacks. Yummy.

"Thanks to modern technology

and the latest in robotics...

...we will re-create a living wild

and woolly Western weekend."

This is gonna be the most

exciting weekend I planned...

...since Fantasy Elvis camp.

- By far.

[IMITATING ELVIS PRESLEY]

It had me all shook up, man. Yeah.

SHAGGY & SCOOBY:

Ooh!

BOTH:

Ah!

BOTH:

Yum!

SHAGGY:

Look, Scoob, tofu burgers.

[BOTH YELP]

Ahh.

- Are we there?

- I don't think so.

I wonder what happened.

Jeepers.

BANDIT:
All your valuables in the sacks,

ladies and gents...

...and nobody gets hurt.

Like, no bad guy's gonna rob

my pickle peanut-butter sandwich.

No bad guy's gonna rob anything.

[GRUNTS]

Nothing to worry about, folks.

Everything is all right now.

Except for this.

"Your first Cyber Gulch authentic

experience in your weekend package:

A genuine simulated train robbery."

VELMA:

Freddy, they're just robots.

Oops. Heh. My bad. Heh.

Sorry, fellas.

Greetings, folks. Right this way.

Welcome to Cyber Gulch and the

Western weekend you will never forget.

Incredible. This one is so lifelike.

Ow. Stop that, please.

I happen to be a real person.

They should wear labels.

In fact, I am the only human citizen

of Cyber Gulch...

...that you will encounter this weekend.

Everyone else will be my inventions.

I call them manimatrons.

Best get yourselves onboard now.

Next stop, Cyber Gulch Hotel.

They are programmed to re-create the

most rip-roaring Wild West adventures.

Yippee-kay-yi-oh!

That's their lingo for "sweet."

Why do I suddenly feel saddle-sore?

You have free run of everywhere

in Cyber Gulch.

Oh, except for one place, that is.

You must never ever go

beyond Black Rock.

- Like, why?

- No human...

...has ever come back from there alive.

Good enough for me.

Yeah, me too.

[RATTLING]

[NEIGHING]

Now, keep calm there, buckaroos.

It's just a rattler.

Zoinks! Just a rattler?

Well, there's nothing to fear as long as

the horse don't run off, of course.

[ALL SCREAM]

Hey, like,

I left my stomach back there.

I might be needing that.

I can't stop him.

The mangy cayuse is out of control!

[SCREAMING]

- Golly.

- Jeepers.

Zoinks!

Well, howdy, folks.

I'm the sheriff of Cyber Gulch.

John Lawman's the handle.

Thank you for saving us, sheriff.

All in a day's work, ma'am.

In fact, I do that rescue

every day at 4.

Whoa! This place is gonna be

rip-roaring rooting-tooting.

Well, you better believe it, pilgrim.

And you can always count on me

to scrape you folks out of any danger.

Any danger.

Any danger.

Any danger.

Any danger, any danger, any danger.

[SHUTS DOWN]

Then I sure hope we're never

in any real danger.

Here we are, buckaroos.

Welcome to our home on the range.

[BOTH GASP]

SHAGGY:

Look, Scoob.

[GIGGLING]

Nice hotel.

Cowboys didn't sleep in hotels.

They slept on their horse.

They weren't even cowboys.

They were horsemen.

Hi. Are you real or a robot?

Real, of course.

Can you believe it?

Robots in the West.

They didn't even have

electric lights until 1902.

Leora Lasswell,

professional Western authenticator.

And I am here to tell you that nothing

Western around here is authentic.

But it's all in fun for our fantasies.

Well, my fantasy is to find one thing

in this place that actually happened.

Otherwise, it's just another

Western myth and should be shut down.

You think they actually had

little ponies on their boots?

They'd have been laughed

right out of the saloon.

If they had saloons.

I wonder if there are any other

fun guests at this hotel?

GIBBY:

Hello, Velma.

VELMA:

Gibby Norton?

What are you doing here?

I came for a little excitement.

Looks like I hit the jackpot.

- Don't bet on it.

- Ha-ha-ha.

Always so clever.

Well, save a hoedown for me.

- They didn't have hoedowns.

VELMA:
Hmm.

You only say that when

there's something suspicious going on.

Whenever Gibby Norton's around,

there's something suspicious going on.

Well, uh, partners, let's get trotting

to our Wild West fantasies.

You mean it gets better than this?

Whoa! Hey!

Yippee-yi-ahh!

Whoa! Ahh!

[SCOOBY GIGGLING]

Came from Alabama

With a banjo on my knee

And I'm goin' to California

My true love for to see

Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me

'Cause I'm goin' to California

With a banjo on my knee

Oh, Susanna, don't you cry for me

'Cause I'm goin' to California

With a banjo on my knee

Oh, Susanna, don't you...

Giddyup, little doggies.

[GIGGLES]

Yeah.

[COYOTE HOWLS]

They said that Chuck Wagon Chuck

was flipping flapjacks down the road.

I hope they meant this road.

Yeah. Me too.

- Yeah.

- Yes.

Yeehaw!

They never said "yeehaw."

This madness has to stop. Huh?

Jeepers, what's going on?

Looks like some galoot didn't pay

this here month's electric bill.

These cowpokes don't seem

to take to water.

Yep, it's suddenly a ghost town

around these here parts...

...if robots can have ghosts.

We need to find that scientist,

Dr. Fleg...

...who seems to have

conveniently disappeared.

Well, partners, looks like we've got

another mystery on our cow hands.

What's that? I think I see a light

coming from up the street.

FRED:

Let's check it out.

- Do you smell flapjacks, Scoob?

- Uh-uh.

And if anyone knows

how to smell flapjacks, it's us.

- Uh-huh.

- So either Chuck Wagon Chuck...

...has chucked his wagon...

...or we're lost.

[GASPS AND WHIMPERS]

Yikes!

A robot graveyard.

We're very, very lost.

Yikes!

[SCREAMS]

[SCREAMING]

[SCREAMING]

GIBBY:

Darn. Not that. Sorry.

Definitely not that. Darn.

- Gibby Norton?

- Hello, Velma.

What the heck is going on here?

This is the control room

for all of Cyber Gulch. Cool, huh?

I was fooling with this

and all the lights went out.

Why were you fooling around?

The scientific mind is ever curious.

I got everything going but the lights.

Here they come again.

- Dang.

- Gibby, stop it.

GIBBY:

Eh? Wha...?

Now, where was it that scientist said

we should never ever go?

Oh, yeah, that's it.

[BOTH SCREAM]

[BOTH SCREAM]

SHAGGY:
The only thing worse

than seeing crashed robots...

...is seeing live crashed robots.

[WHIMPERING]

[TEETH CHATTERING]

Who knows what harm

you've done, Gibby?

We've gotta shut down

this control panel.

It's no use. I tried everything.

There's no way to stop it.

Amazing. Whoever did that

is a scientific genius.

Thank you.

Now, Gibby, tell us what

you were trying to do here.

That's for me to know

and you to find out. Bye, Velma.

Look at this. It's really weird.

[FRED AND VELMA GASP]

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