Scooby-Doo! Mystery Incorporated

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Scooby Doo! Mystery Incorporated is the eleventh Scooby Doo television series. Taking place in the small town of Chrystal Cove, where the adults (especially Mayor Jones) often try to use the phony spooks as ways of making money, the show follows the kids as the mysteries they solve leads to an even bigger, even more dangerous, even more terrifying mystery. New to this series that separates it from other revivals of Scooby Doo is the overarching story plot, the focus on the romantic relationships of the gang, and the darker tone of the show.

Season 1[edit]

Beware the Beast from Below[edit]

Shaggy:(after being attacked by the slime monster) Zoinks! Like, (laughs nervously) what was that?
Fred:(getting out of the Mystery Machine) It looks like a mystery to me, and I think that's just a little more important than school.

Daphne:(finds locket) Fred, I found something! (Opens locket and music plays)
Fred: Huh. Could be a clue! Good work Daphne!
Daphne: Thanks, Fred. You're so sweet.... (looks up. Fred has walked away, looking for clues) It's okay. We can talk later, um.....

Sheriff Stone: All right, you see what happens when you kids stick your noses where they don't belong? People get cocooned!
Shaggy: Like, man, we found them like that!
Daphne: (trying to show what she means with her hands) Sheriff, there was a monster -
Sheriff Stone: Quiet. From this point forward this is a crime scene and future tourist attraction - stay out of it. (walks away)
Velma: I gotta stay out of it right here. (holds up fist)
Fred: Let me talk to him. (walks away)
Daphne: (dreamily) Don't worry. Fred will make him understand.
Fred: (runs back carrying body) Shaggy, start the car!
Shaggy: Like, I thought you were going to talk to him!
Fred: He wasn't in a listening mood.
Velma: (opens back of the van) So you stole a body? Rockin!

Daphne:(Angel opens door. Fred is lying down with his head on the record player) Fred? Fred, it's us. We're here for you. (sits down next to him. Scooby Doo licks his hair.)
Fred: It's no use, gang. I was the one who stole the body and Professor Raffalo paid the price. I should have listened to my dad and stayed out of any new mysteries.
Velma: We all helped steal the body, Fred.
Shaggy: Well, I actually never took pa- (Velma elbows him in the ribs) Okay, fine, yes we all took part, Freddie.
Daphne: Fred Jones, you've never backed away from a mystery in your life.
Fred: I've got nothing!
Velma: Man up, Fred! We still have our first clue, the cocoon! I brought a sample - Scooby, what are you doing? (Scooby is eating the slime from the cocoon)
Scooby: What? Rit's Ruitmeiers! Yummy! (Starts eating again)
Velma: Eww!
Angel: Check it out. If that dog mutates, I'm putting it down. Dead.
Shaggy: Like, hold on. I think I get it. (walks over and tastes the slime)
Daphne, Fred, Velma, Angel: Ew!
Shaggy: No, you guys, it's Fruitmeiers! The cocoon is made of the same stuff as Fruitmeier's Deserts!
Daphne, Fred, Velma, Angel: What? (They all get up and taste it.)
Daphne: You're right! But if the cocoon is made of Fruitmeier's -
Shaggy: That means if we capture the monster, we can have our own shop! And we can have an endless supply of Fruitmeier's Deserts! Oh boy!
Fred: No! It means that that slime mutant may not be a monster at all! What do we know about Franklin Fruitmeier?

Velma: Franklin Fruitmeier. Showed up in town out of nowhere two months ago. Before that, nothing. He's hiring right now for female servers.
Fred: And that's our in.
Shaggy: If the girls can get jobs at Fruitmeier's, they can snoop around and find out more.
Fred: Great idea, Shag!

Shaggy: (he and Scooby are dressed as girls). Uh, this isn't exactly what I had in mind. Why are Scooby Doo and I dressed like girls when Velma and Daphne are girls?
Scooby: Yeah. My skirts too tight.
Daphne: Because Velma and I refused. (Shaggy and Scooby glare at them)

Fred: This is gonna be awesome! (the cage eventually falls on him, Shaggy, Scooby, and Velma. The slime monster laughs and covers them in slime. Daphne gasps, then sees the slime mutant next to her.)
Daphne: Aaaahhh!!! (runs)
Velma: Daphne, run! (Daphne runs past and jumps through hole in the ceiling, followed by slime mutant. Scooby starts eating slime.)
Fred: Eat, gang! It's Fruitmeier's!

Daphne: Fred! You saved me!
Fred: Not right now, Daphne. I have to figure out why my trap didn't work.

The Creeping Creatures[edit]

Scooby: What is it?
Shaggy: Like, um, I think it's a box. (Fred and Daphne glare at him. Fred opens the box. Velma picks up a card inside.)
Velma: It's from Mr. E! Saved this for a rainy day. Enjoy.
Daphne: Mr. E gives me the creeps. (Fred starts to open the box) Fred, careful. That could be a bomb! (Fred pulls out a purse) Ooh, strike that. Cute purse! (reaches for it, but Velma takes it)
Fred: Check it out! 100% pure gator. Made in Gatorsburg!
Scooby: Ratorsburg?
Daphne: But that's impossible! Gatorsburg hasn't manufactured Gator products in decades!
Velma: Not since the gator mines dried up!
Scooby: Rator mines?

Fred: Gang, we have a mystery on our hands!
Velma: Oh, sweet Christmas, finally!

Mrs. Dinkley: Hello?
Mayor Jones: Yello.
Mrs. Blake: Yes?
Velma: (into phone) Hey, Mom. We're stuck in Gatorsburg.
Fred: (into phone) The van broke down.
Daphne: (into phone) Think you could come and get us?
Mrs. Dinkley: Oh, I wish I could, but tonight's race night! You know me and horses! Venus is in it's third retro grade which means I'm betting on Sick Little Monkey to show.
Mayor Jones: Meddling mushroom caps, Fred! I've already got the recliner in the reclined position. There's no going back from that.
Mrs. Blake: Oh, sweetie, it's dark out. I can't go out in the dark. (Fred, Daphne, and Velma hang up.)
Shaggy: (calls and gets the answering machine.) Oh, wait. Duh. It's still life night.
Velma: (slyly) I guess we're here for the whole night.
Scooby: And Scooby Dooby too!

Greta Gator: I got a few hotel rules. (Fred enters the room, but Greta blocks Daphne and Velma) Rule number one: Boys and girls in seperate rooms. No exceptions!
Velma: Then I guess I'm with you, Daphne.
Greta: I said no exceptions!
Velma: But, I'm a girl.
Greta: Oh, right. Rule number two: stay in your rooms, no matter what you hear. That includes screams, moans, wails, pounding, claws scratching, and anything that sounds like a body being dragged across a hard-wood floor.
Fred: Okayy...

Fred: (showing Daphne his trap scrapbook)....and I left a few pages blank, you know, for future traps.
Daphne: (extremely bored) Good thinking. (Scooby bursts into the room, terrified and panting.)
Fred: Scoob! What's the matter?
Daphne: He's trying to tell us something! (Scooby tries to show them what he means)
Fred: Tater people! Uh, crater sneeple? (Scooby starts wheezing) Skater feeple!
Daphne: (stands up) Gator people! (Scooby sighs in relief)

The Secret Of The Ghost Rig[edit]

Police Officer: You realize you were speeding?
Teenage Driver: Y-yes, I do, Officer.
Police Officer: Okay, as long as you know.

Mayor Jones: Ah, Fred my boy! Today is a very exciting day for you, because today you learn the family business: politics!
Fred: Politics? That's adult stuff! You know, kids my age are into traps and solving mysteries!
Mayor Jones: No they're not, son! You're going to learn all the vital things I do for this community, like create pamphlets and strategize about new places to put parking meters.
Velma: I know a place he can put another parking meter.

Rung: Anyway, give me a jingle and we'll plan a magical night on the town. (glances at his watch) Oh yeah, the life of the seventh largest regional ladder manufacturer never stops. Sorry, but I gotta rung.

Daphne: Are you trying to set me up with - him? What about Fred?
Mr Blake: You're just friends, right?
Daphne: Well, yeah - but we're really good friends. And I don't know, it feels like cheating. On a friend.
Mrs Blake: Darling, think of it like trying a new cut of meat. Why have ground beef, when you can have a nice prime rib?
Daphne: But I don't even like meat! I like vegetables. Like Fred.

Mayor Jones: What's going on here - (notices George Avocados) Avocados.
Avocados: That's Avocados.

Velma: (flirtatiously) You know, Shag, I have plenty of food back at my place.
'Shaggy: Um, like, thanks Velma, but Scooby Doo has had his tongue tattooed with a map of every single pizza joint in town. As you can see, we got it covered.
Velma: Yeah, in drool.

Sheriff Stone: And so you're saying this ghost truck disappeared like a, uh... ghost truck.
Scooby: Yep, that's pretty much it.
Sheriff Stone: Well, looks like you kids might have stumbled onto a new tourist attraction.
Shaggy: Tourist attraction? Like, man, it nearly dumped us in the cove!
Velma: Besides, we're not even sure it was a ghost!
Sheriff Stone: I'm sorry, but didn't you say there was no driver? That's textbook ghost truck, case closed!

Velma: I knew it! Anyone with hair that perfect has to be guilty of something.

Mayor Jones: (caught in Fred's trap) Screaming pandas, what is the meaning of this?
Fred: Dad, we think George Avocados is the ghost trucker, and he's trying to sabotage your reelection!
Mayor Jones: That's completely absurd. Why would a ghost drive a truck when everyone knows they can fly? Especially an eighteen wheeler, those require a Class Six liscense.

Revenge Of The Man Crab[edit]

Dylan: Here, I brought some water.
Brenda: Ew, I don't want any of that fatty fat water! I want Trickells' Trickquid!
Dylan: Trickell's Trickquid is water.
Brenda: Um, no, it's one hundred percent diet moisture.

Velma: Ugh, not that place! That guy's a total freak!
Shaggy: No, he's, like, totally cool! Just don't mention his nose.
Velma: Hey there, Cappy! What happened to the old sniffer? (Shaggy groans)
Skipper Shelton: What happened? I'll tell it for you! It was a clam that took it, fierce and mighty was he, and reduced me to wearing facial underwear he did! But I'll find him, and I won't stop shucking till I do. Understand?
Velma: Yes sir, Captain Admiral, sir!

Daphne: You know, we're still close to the water. All kinds of fish in there.
Fred: ('watching the volleyball game) Yep, they're so beautiful!
Daphne: The girls?
Fred: No, the nets!
Daphne: The nets?
Fred: I wonder what their tensile strength is? They're nylon, absolutely perfect for traps!

Fred: We can't let that thing get away!
Shaggy: Sure we can, Fred! All we have to do is stand right here!
Scooby: Yeah, stand right here!

Velma: Wow, who are you trying to impress?
Daphne: What, this old thing? I've had it forever. I just want to do a good job. Would you rub oil on my back? Fred likes shiny things, and I'm tired of him staring at nets.

Fred: There's a book over here. Daphne read a book once. And that chair, Daphne liked to sit in chairs. And that card catalogue over there -
Velma: Not helping, Fred.
Fred: I know. What's wrong with me?

Velma: Hey, Daphne? Let me ask you something. If you liked a boy -
Daphne: Who told you? Was it one of my sisters? Dawn! Ha! She thinks she's so perfect. Well, what no one knows is, she has a sixth toe on her -
Velma: Um, what are you talking about?
Daphne: I - clearly, not what you were talking about...

The Song Of Mystery[edit]

Velma: Shaggy, you promised me you weren't going to use the word 'like' so much. It makes you sound ignorant.
Shaggy: Oh, right. Like, um, I forgot.

Daphne: They can't just leave all the kids!
Sheriff Stone: They'll be fine. We'll air drop in some freeze dried camp food. Just because they're 'spookified' doesn't mean they can't reconstitute macaroni!

Velma: Here, pick out a new pair of pants.
Shaggy: What's wrong with my pants?
Velma: You promised me you were going to start caring more about your appearance!
Shaggy: But I like these pants.
Velma: You've worn them since the eighth grade.
Shaggy: They're comfortable pants!

Mrs Dinkley: (giving tour) This is the location of the most recent attack by the creature that's been spookifying the children of Chrystal Cove. (notices the gang) Velma, sweetheart, how are you? (yelling) Sheriff, they're back!
Velma: Mom, please! We just wanted to see what was happening!
Mrs Dinkley: There's nothing to see. Not unless you're paying.

Dr Portrillo: The peoples have long told the tale of Que Horrifico. A normal man by day, but every sundown he changes into Que Horrifico. He roams through the villages and plays his song of mystery on a pan flute, turning the childrens into... Terriblegatos!
Fred: In America, we call it 'getting spookified'.
Dr Portillo: That is good enough, thank you. Eventually, he takes them to his spooky town, or cave or something. There's a lot of debate on that, who can really know.

Mary Ann Gleerdon: Fred Jones, Jr. You were supposed to meet me in the library for your civics tutoring.
Fred: Mary Ann, I can't. I have something important I need to do.
Mary Ann: What could possibly be more important than civics?

Dr Portillo: Oh no! I think - I think [the transformation] is happening! Oh no! It's happening! It's happening! AHHH! Here it comes! Oh, I so scared! I so scared! Here it comes! Oh - No, it's just gas.

Daphne: This is nice.
Fred: Watch it, Daphne! Remember, we're married; don't look so happy!
Velma: It's almost sunset. We'd better get inside.
Fred: Right. (loudly) Come, two young children, it's bedtime! Grandma's gonna tell you a story!
Shaggy: Oh goodie!
Fred: Quick, get inside.

(inside, ready for trap)

Scooby: Aren't you going to tell us a story?
Velma: Yes, The End. Now shh.

Mary Ann: I learned about the legend of Que Horrifico in Dr Portrillo's honors class. It was the perfect solution. I used the high school's theater department for my costume. I went to every kindergarten and elementary school in the city to convince the children to pretend to be spookified. In return I offered them Utopia! When that didn't work, I offered them candy.

The Legend of Alice May[edit]

Daphne: I'm telling you, she's up to something!
Fred: C'mon, Daph. So, Alice was using the shower and hanging out in the school basement late at night. Haven't we all?
Daphne: What if Alice is the ghost girl the Sheriff mentioned? You could be in danger, Fred.
Fred: Don't you think I'd know if she were a ghost girl?
Velma: I'd be willing to bet... no.
Scooby: Yeah, me too.
Shaggy: Yeah, like, what do we really know about Alice?
Fred: You mean, besides the fact that she's super nice, and her hair smells like peaches, and sometimes I get lost in her eyes, and -
Daphne: Fred Jones, do you like this girl?
Fred: (points at his watch) Wow, look at the time.
Daphne: You're not wearing a watch, Freddie.
Fred: Oh. Well, I'd better go find one, then!

Angel: Looks like your ghost girl's building herself... a man posse.
Shaggy: Zoinks! Like, what if Fred's her latest possum?

Delilah: Hey, baby sis. Something got you down.
Daphne: Hey, Delilah. It's okay, I'm fine.
Delilah: No, no, I can tell. Same way I can tell when I look in the eyes of the enemy and see their cold, grey heart and know it's either me, or them.
Daphne: Uh, okay...
Delilah: Ah, boy trouble. I've been Fear's bunkmate before. Let me tell you a story. There was a beach. Enemy dug in along the shore. They picked us off one by one but I knew I had to get my men through, understand?
Daphne: No.
Delilah: All right, here's another story -
Daphne: Delilah, really, don't worry. I'm gonna figure this out.
Delilah: I hear you. Call if you need me. Whoo-aahh!

Shaggy: Like, wow! I didn't know this year's prom theme was terror and pandemonium!
Velma: What's going on?
Jock 1: Somebody's mom is trying to kill Fred.
Jock 2: Yeah, thanks, Mystery Geeks, for wrecking our prom.

In Fear Of The Phantom[edit]

Fred: Perfect! Daphne's our Phantom bait.
Daphne: Oh, this is so exciting - wait. Bait?

Sheriff Stone: All right, now let me get this straight; these T-shirts are fifty dollars each, this is cotton, right? The kind that comes from cows?
Velma: Sheriff, focus. The Phantom has taken Daphne!
Sheriff Stone: Right. Any suspects?
Shaggy, Velma, Scooby, and The Hex Girls: The Phantom!
Sheriff Stone: All right, now we're getting somewhere! And by the way, what's wrong with the Jones kid? He's acting a little... squirrely.

Fred: Daphne. Now. I need to talk to her.
Daphne: (dressed as crush) Daphne's gone. Call me Crush.
Fred: Darn it, lady, I'm serious! Where is she?
Daphne: Urgh, Fred. It's me, okay?
Fred: Uh... oh. I need to tell you something and I need you to listen. I'm not a guy anymore.
Daphne: What?
Fred: I have feelings! I care!

Harry: If you had a lizard face, I'd still love you, Scooby.
Scooby: And I'd love you, Harry. More Sandwich?
Shaggy: Like, okay, you know what? Enough! You can't replace me with a dummy!
Scooby: Do you hear something, Harry?
Shaggy: Like, there is no Harry. Harry is you, and like, dude, I am your best friend!
Harry: Um, no, I don't think so.
Shaggy: Why don't you just stay out of it, Harry? And, like, stop watching Vincent Van Ghoul movies. That's mine and Scooby Doo's thing!
Harry: Really? Cause Scooby Doo thought you cared more about girls and going to proms! (Shaggy begins to wrestle with 'Harry' before realizing that Harry's a puppet)
Shaggy: Wait, wha - what am I doing?

The Grasp of the Gnome[edit]

Sheriff Stone: No admittance. This is a quarantined area. Besides, the movie's already started.
Scooby: You're showing them a movie?
Shaggy: Yeah, aren't they, like, frozen with gnomey magic?
Sheriff Stone: I already saw the movie. Believe me, magically frozen is the perfect viewing state to be in.

The Wild Brood[edit]

Biker Dude: Hey, little muffin, how 'bout you and me go for a moonlight ride?
Girl: No thanks, I'm allergic to the stink of desperation.

Random Spanker Gang Member: Let's go spank somewhere else!

Daphne: Oh, Freddie, this is such a romantic setting for our second date.
Fred: If you say so. All I know is, since my dad owns the place, we get free refills.

Sheriff Stone: Hold it right there, leather-wearing creepy. First section seven forty-one dot B of the Chrystal Cove bylaws; there are no monsters or monster-like creatures allowed in public areas.
Mayor Jones: Unless tickets are being sold.

Daphne: Wow, that was very... poetical.

Member of The Wild Brood: Velma, do you believe in love at first sight?
Velma: In your case... no.

Daphne: Did you break into the armory and steal a rocket launcher?
Orc: No.
Daphne: (to Fred) See, I told you, let's go.

Orc: My gratitude is yours, fair Daph.
Fred: Fair Daph?! Listen here, Tusky, only I get to call her Daph, and I never say fair!

Orc: Crazy driving there, Frederick.
Fred: Thanks. And it's Fred. Unless we're dating, and then it's Freddie.

Where Aphrodite Walks[edit]

Soccer Player: Fred missed another match. What he'd get, trapped?

Aphrodite: Run down that mangy mongrel! Run him down with the love! Now!

Professor Pericles: Ectoplasm! Or, as it's more commonly known, ghost mucus.

Mayor Jones: Silver plated seesaws, Fred, you're not in the love anymore? Then, I'm going to have to let out an unearthly howl and destroy you.

Velma: Look, about what happened -
Shaggy: Yeah, uh, about that...
Velma: We don't have to -
Shaggy: No, no way.
Velma: In fact, I'd prefer -
Shaggy: Absolutely. My thoughts exactly.

Daphne: We've got a great look for everyone!
Shaggy: Does mine involve wearing a skirt and lipstick?
Daphne: No...
Shaggy: Awesome!
Daphne:: But Scooby's does!
Scooby: Not fair!

Daphne: I guess even a diabolical and criminal bird can change his malevolent ways!

All Fear the Freak[edit]

Pericles: What an amusing turn of events.
Scooby: (yelps) Pericles!
Pericles: Don't be afraid, Scooby. I've no reason to hurt you. (holds up piece) I have what I came for. (chuckles)
Scooby: The mayor's piece! You have it!
Pericles: Two down, four to go. (opens car window) Until we meet again, auf wiedersehn, Scooby-Doo. (laughs and flies away)
Scooby: I'll get the gang back together, Pericles. We'll be coming for you, or my name isn't Scooby-Dooby-Doo!