02x06 - Morocco/Washington, D.C.

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[theme music]

[male narrator] It's Scooby's All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

Staring Scooby-Doo and the g*ng.

Scooby-Doo!

Blue Falcon and his mechanical misfit..

...Dynomutt, Dog Wonder.

That's me!

And introducing, the world's first superhero

Captain Caveman and his mystery solving companions

the Teen Angels.

Captain Caveman!

And it's round the world triple team competition

with the Scooby Doobies, Yogi Yahooies

and Really Rottens.

[sniggering]

Forty five stars in the Laff-A-Lympics.

It's Scooby's All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

♪ Ready set and go ♪♪

Yeah.

[male narrator] Hello, sports fans and welcome to another

All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

[instrumental music]

Today's spectacular will begin here.

In mysterious, but merry, hip town Morocco.

Our first event will be a rip roaring

roller scooter race through the Kasbah.

Then via satellite, you'll be TV transported

around the world to America, the beautiful

in wonderful Washington, D.C.

for an anything goes rally race.

Hmm..

Now, it's back to Casablanca

where our reporters are waiting to get on with the action.

Hah! I don't know about you

but I'm waiting to get out, before the sillyness starts.

Surely, you jest, Mildew.

The whole world's waiting to see

who will win the Laff-A-Lympics gold medal even.

Besides, you'd cheat millions of viewers out of being bedazzled

by your Valentino-ish face.

'Kisser, even.'

Ah, you're right, Snag.

So eat your hearts out, fans.

And on with the show.

clunk

Pfft..

Same to you, fella.

[male narrator] Now, let's meet our All-Stars.

The Yogi Yahooies.

[cheering]

The Scooby Doobies.

[cheering]

And the Really Rottens.

[crowd booing]

And here are our roller scootering athletes.

For the the Yogis, it will be Hokey Wolf.

For the Scoobies, Blue Falcon.

And Daisy Mayhem for the Rottens.

Yee-haw!

Attention, you silly savages.

This race round is just too ding-dongy to describe.

So all I can say is, fake it.

And first to finish will win the usual 25 points.

Fifteen for second place and ten for third.

[blows bugle]

[male narrator] And there's the go signal.

So, go, go, go, racers.

Blue Falcon has pedaled into an early lead.

Daisy is tailgating in second

with no effort at all

while Hokey has slipped into last place.

[instrumental music]

Uh, no pedaling? How does she do it?

Shucks, blue birdie. Why should I pedal?

He can do my pedaling for me.

[male narrator] Hokey, you'll soon be out of it

if you don't show more foot power.

[giggling] Glad, you reminded me.

[instrumental music]

How's this for more foot power?

And in comfy comfort.

[male narrator] Rather hokey, Hokey. But definitely faster.

[instrumental music]

bam

That dump!

He could've warned me he was gonna goof up my cheat.

[male narrator] Things are changing, folks.

The Scoobies took another route.

The Rottens have stopped to take a dip

and the Yogis have moved up in the second place.

[cheering]

[sniggering] This pot of couscous

ought to stop that blue nit in his tracks.

I hope it stops as good as it tastes.

plop

Uh-oh! It's a good thing I'm on my poke!

[laughing]

Hmm, diabolically clever.

Couscous clogged wheels have rotten me out of the race.

Hey BF! Need a hand?

Ah, the dependable Dynomutt. I certainly do.

Thanks a lot, Dog Blunder.

But what I really need is another scooter.

You got it, Blue buddy.

[instrumental music]

A Dyno scooter..

[laughs]

- Blue Falcon! - And Dog Wonder.

- Away! - Away!

[male narrator] At the three quarter mark, the Yogis have the lead.

The Rottens are second, while the third place Scoobies

are back in the race and moving up fast.

[Bret on phone] 'Bret to Daisy.'

'Hang a left at the alley for a cinch to win cheat.'

Hot diggity.

Cheat? All I see is a dead end.

[male narrator] Yes, it's a real back and forther, folks.

The Scoobies regain the lead

to put the Yogis back in second place.

But it's bad luck for the Rottens.

Daisy's play is blocked by a truck.

Come on, Daisy. We're gonna go a-truckin' to victory.

Yee-haw!

[male narrator] Approaching the finish line

the Scoobies and Yogis are

pedaling neck and neck.

But the Rottens are nowhere in sight.

So, it looks like either the Scoobies

or Yogis will cross first.

Better look again, mouthy.

[male narrator] What's this, the Rottens just

suddenly appeared from nowhere to win!

[cheering]

[male narrator] And here come the Yogis and Scoobies

on a tie for the second spot.

Cease! Desist! Hold it.

Any win that rotten requires a replay.

Instantly, even.

[male narrator] Coming up, snag.

Ah, there's cheat number one.

Daisy's invisible wire.

Two, Dread Baron couscousing Blue Falcon.

And three, Daisy getting trucked to victory.

So, Rottens, you cheated yourselves out of winning.

[clamoring]

Hah! All I can say is that it couldn't have happened

to a rottener bunch of apples.

[male narrator] True, Mildew, so now the scores read..

It's a tie between the Yogis and Scoobies

for the winning 25 points.

While the Rottens are dropped back

to second place for 15 points.

[cheering]

[male narrator] And now, without further Mildew..

I heard that, you creep!

[male narrator] It's out to the desert for the grand Moroccan

sand chariot race.

And here are our charioteers.

It's Doggy Daddy for the Yogis.

Dynomutt is the Scoobies' entry.

And for the Rottens, Dread Baron.

[crowd booing]

Sufferin' siroccos, Mildew. Just imagine.

Ancient Romans raced chariots here.

It's a real sport of heroes.

Wow. I'm not ancient, Roman or a hero.

And I could get super sillyfied.

Look, these dum-dums have to race to the oasis

of El Drippo, and through these Roman ruins to reach the finish

in a 130 degree weather?

Must have sun baked beanies.

[male narrator] They are off! And it's a hot one, folks.

The Rottens are sliding along at scorching pace in the lead.

Doggy Daddy or is it Ben-Hur, is second.

While third place, Dynomutt is biting the sand.

Yup.

[sputtering]

And it is not too tasty.

[Blue Falcon] 'Emergency instructions, Dynomutt.'

I'm all ears, BF. All ears, he-he-he.

[Blue Falcon] 'Operation High Rise. Inflate your tires.'

Hmm. Well, I thought of that.

[giggling] Going up!

[whirring]

[male narrator] The Scoobies have just bounced into second place.

And another bounce should take the lead from the Rottens.

Ah. That's what you think.

pop

swoosh

thud

[male narrator] Oh, too bad, Dyno.

Now, how will you keep up in the race?

You mean, how will I keep up in the oasis?

[brakes screech]

Dread Baron, away!

[evil laughter]

[male narrator] Wow, the Rottens have literally flown back into first, folks.

The Scoobies are second, but water logged.

While the third place Yogis are watering down.

[laughing]

thud

[Dread Baron] Drat!

[male narrator] Pardon me, charioteers.

But you can't win a race oasising it.

My dear old dad can.

Thanks, my son, my son.

If you be good to camules, they'll be good to you.

[male narrator] And I suppose you're waiting

for the oasis to evaporate, huh, Dynomutt?

Nope, for my dials to dry out.

[laughs]

[male narrator] Oh, well, the Yogis are finally

on their way in first.

But where's Dread?

zoop

Ah, there he is.

Uh, isn't that a rather unusual racing technique, Dread?

It beats walking!

Dynomutt's self inflating tires have un-oasised him out.

But if he thinks he'll catch up now, he's all wet.

Who's all wet, Mildew?

I'll tell you if..

[coughing] ...I don't drown first.

[male narrator] Now on the last leg of the race, the Yogis have the lead.

The Scoobies are second.

But the Rottens may soon overtake them both.

Attention, Rottens!

Ready your traps and have a net ready to catch me.

[Dirty Dalton] 'Gotcha, Dread.'

[instrumental music]

Now, darling.

[male narrator] Oh, no! This could stop the Yogis.

Imposserous.

Nothing even slows down my camules.

Wow, dear old dad. That's a nifty trick.

Nothing to it, one and only son of mine.

I got a million of 'em.

[laughs]

Shove, Suey!

oink oink

Oopsie Daisy.

bam

Dadgum mechanical mutt.

Where's my net?

Right here, Dread!

[Dread] 'Drat!'

Whoa!

[male narrator] Now on the ruins

the Yogis are still in the lead.

The Scoobies are second.

But, the Rottens are moving up

for a what could be a flying finish.

Yes, here they come, folks.

And the Yogis are the wi.. No, hold it.

Dread Baron just sailed over into the finish banner

to win for the Rottens

The Yogis are second and the Scoobies come in third

to wrap up the race.

[crowd cheering]

[male narrator] Now, let's have a big hand

for the winner, wherever Dread is.

It's one thing to win, but it's another

to win without cheating, Drat!

[male narrator] Ahem, now, checking the final half time scores

we see the winning Rottens have shot up to tie the Yogis

with 40 points each, for first place

while the Scoobies are now in sole possession of second

with thirty five.

Oh, I've had it with this sandy sillyness.

I'm going home.

What a coincidental, Mildew.

We all are.

To Washington, D.C., already.

For the cataclysmically comic conclusion of today's events.

Oh, I give up!

Is there's no escape from this Laff-A-Lame braininess?

[male narrator] No, Mildew, and sports lovers, if you think this first half

was fast, fun and action packed

join us later for the second half

of the All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

[instrumental music]

[male narrator] Hello, sports fans and welcome back

to the second half of the All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

We're here in the glorious capital of our nation

Washington, D.C.

where our super sports are

warming up for the rigorous

rally race through D.C.

So, now let's meet our teams and the racers.

It's Tinker and Speed Buggy for the Scoobies.

The Yogi team and their entry, Yakky Doodle.

And the Really Rottens with their star drivers

The Great Fondoo and Magic Rabbit.

[booing]

Now, our reporters will

explain the event.

Our patriotic pleasure.

Our races will start here at the Washington monument.

Circle the Lincoln Memorial

and then onto the Capitol Building for the finish.

'A real Americana extravaganza, even.'

Now, before proceeding let's have a recap

of the first half's scores.

The Yogis and Rottens are tied

in first place with 40 points each.

While the Scoobies have 35.

So, this promises to be a hotly contested event, folks.

And there is the starting signal, racers.

So, roll 'em.

vroom

Racing down them all, our racers are headed out

into the East Potomac Park.

The Scoobies have the lead.

The Yogis are second, with the Rottens,

who got off to a false start

bringing up the rear.

How humiliating

for the itsy bitsy duckey

to beat the Great Fondoo.

Wrack!

However, I shall magic him down even bitsier.

[gibberish]

Reduce that duck to the size of a flea.

boom

Oops, a verbal malfunction.

Gee, at last, I grew up.

Aw, much better.

Golly, Speedy.

With Yakky ten times bigger than us

we gotta go ten times faster to catch him.

[Speedy sputtering]

Okay, Tink.

[male narrator] Now crossing the Tidal Basin into the West Potomac Park

the Yogis have a giant lead.

The Scoobies are second with the Rottens last.

[cheering]

There's nothing like a parade to stop traffic, eh, dad?

Yeah.

[sniggers]

Oh, gee.

screech

[instrumental music]

[Fondoo laughs]

Golly, Yakky. It looks like we've been rottened.

- Let's move out. - Okay, Tinker.

[male narrator] A fast lane, or rather a sneaky by the Rottens

put them in the lead, uh, temporarily

because the giant Yakky has just passed him

to take first place, and the Scoobies are

a close third, as the racers reach

the Lincoln Memorial.

vroom

I must speed up!

Zippity zappity, hear your master.

Make my car go zippity faster.

[male narrator] Wow, that is really fast!

vroom

Ooh.

[male narrator] This is something else, folks.

The Rottens are circling so fast

they can't pull out of their orbit.

Meanwhile, the Scoobies have completed their lap

to put them in second place.

Zappity zop, stop!

zoop

splash

Brraagh!

Brraagh, yourself, Rabbit.

My magic worked, no?

Leapin' legerdemains, Fondoo.

You'd better practice your magic.

It's tragic even.

So is your ridiculous rally racer.

True, I do need another vehicle.

A better set of wheels.

So, zamity zomity and please to behold!

Another racer to replace the old!

boom

Ta-da!

[male narrator] Now as our racers approach the Capitol Building

the Yogis are maintaining a huge lead.

The Scoobies are second, trying to close the gap.

And, oh, no, why is a submarine racing down

Pennsylvania Avenue?

Why not?

Full speed ahead, Rabbit.

Rah! Rah!

Golly, can't you speed up, Speedy?

[sputtering]

Sorry, Tink.

I guess you need a little pick-me-up.

So, here's a few drops of vitamin-A for atomic fuel.

[Tinker sniggers]

vroom

Hmm. Not a bad trick.

[cheering]

I shall undo that duck.

A zippity zap on the Yogi who quacks.

And stoppity Speedy in his tracks.

boom

[male narrator] Oh, no.

The race was almost over.

But Fondoo went bananas with his magic again, folks.

Now just yards away from the finish line

Little Yakky is still first.

The Scoobies are second.

While the third place Rottens

seem to be sitting this one out.

[instrumental music]

Golly, Speedy. Fondoo's magic shorted you out.

But a push will get you started.

But, let's go!

[Speedy sputtering]

I'm with you, Speedy!

Brrrak!

Stop brrraking and push, Rabbit.

Can I help it if I had a magical power failure?

[Mildew] 'Wow, looks like we'll have a ducky in a..'

[male narrator] Look again, Mildew.

In an amazing burst of speed

the Scoobies have zoomed ahead to cross first.

The Yogis are a close second.

Which naturally makes the Rottens

a cinch for third place.

Brrrak!

[male narrator] Checking the scores, we see

that the Scoobies win has put them

on the top floor with 60 points.

The Yogis are second with 55.

While the Rottens have taken the elevator to the basement

with 50.

[cheering]

[booing]

[male narrator] Well, folks, with the scores this close

we can expect a real battle as we swing over

to the backyard of The Pentagon.

Home of the nation's Defense Department, for our next event.

The US Marine Corps obstacle course contest.

Now, let's meet our marine tough contestants.

Boo-Boo Bear, for the Yogis.

[cheering]

The Scoobies, Hong Kong Phooey.

And Orful Octopus, of the Rottens.

[cheering]

And speaking for Orful, please stand by for a personal

interview with his parents, Mr. and Mrs. Octopus.

Hi, folks. Everyone knows your son is a really rotten athlete.

But as a young squid, eh, kid, was he good at sports, too?

[gibberish]

Talk up on parental pride.

And what a loving couple.

Married all these years and still holding tentacles.

[laughs]

[male narrator] There is the call to action, contestants.

So, hit it.

Hey hut hut hut hut, even.

Ah, this obstacle course is too much, Snag.

Running through tires.

Climbing this rope netting

and swinging over a mud puddle.

Huh, there's only one thing rougher than running this course

and that's reporting it.

[male narrator] The Rottens are approaching

the first obstacle

in a blur of speed.

The Scoobies are a close second.

But as for the Yogis, oh, too bad, Boo-Boo.

[cheering]

[instrumental music]

Sufferin' seaweed, Orful.

'You're not playing ring around the octopus, you know.'

[male narrator] Well, it looks like the Rottens got tired out of first.

So, the Scoobies have taken their place.

[cheering]

Uh-oh, it looks like the Scoobies and Rottens

are both in trouble.

Especially as the spring loaded

Yogis bounce past them to take the lead.

Hah! I see the Rottens have finally sprung back in action.

Hah! But they can't be cats.

[groaning]

[male narrator] Now, as Boo-Boo reaches the next obstacle

Orful is rolling close behind

while Hong Kong is taking the tire course

in leaps and bounds.

Great. Little Boo-Boo has reached the net climb first.

But, oh, no!

The Rottens just rolled

past him to take the lead.

But why has Hong Kong stopped?

Since the object is to get to the other side

why climb up?

Sah!

It's faster to climb through.

[laughs]

[male narrator] Yes, thanks to

Hong Kong's karate, the Scoobies

have short cutted it into first place.

But the Rottens are almost on top of him.

Meanwhile, the Yogis are just starting down.

It's okay to make tracks.

But not all over my new karate jacket.

Gee, I better bear down if I'm gonna keep up.

[rapid footsteps]

[screaming]

[male narrator] Well, it seems Hong Kong is wound up with himself.

Who knows what's with Orful.

But, look at Boo-Boo go.

It's really close now folks.

Boo-Boo is half way over.

Hong Kong is swinging high.

But why are the Rottens going backwards?

So, that's it, Orful's using the old rubber band

snap back technique, to sail through the finish banner

and win for the Rottens.

The Yogis have swung into second place

just under the Scoobies, who landed in third.

[cheering]

Boo-hoo, even.

[cheering]

[male narrator] The Rottens win has made them

today's overall winners with 75 points.

While the Yogis and Scoobies are tied

for second at 70 points each.

So, let's hear it for our gold and silver medalists, folks.

[cheering]

[Mildew] 'Ooh, ooh, after this humiliating experience'

I'm making tracks outta here, Snag.

Those rascally Rottens muddied me into a walking mud pie.

So true, Mildew.

Ooh, just wait till I see those Rottens again.

Oh, no! On second thought, do I have to see them again?

[male narrator] Yes, Mildew. You do.

Oh, I was afraid you'd say that.

[male narrator] And all of you fans will be seeing them and our other

super teams and a lot more laughs

and sports action around the world

when they again meet to do

glorious battle to win the coveted gold medal.

Ah, that includes the Rottens, too.

So, see you next week for the All-Star Laff-A-Lympics.

[theme music]

bang

[screeching]

[growls]

[growls]

[music continues]