Scooby-Doo! and the Samurai Sword

Huh?

Kenji. Kenji. Aah!

I'm paying you to clean the floors, not stare off into space.

I am sorry, Takagawa san, but I got distracted.

Sadly, that is why no one comes to the museum anymore.

Too many distractions. No discipline.

No respect for the old ways.

Come with me. I will show you.

But I saw...

Behold, the Black Samurai.

The Black Samurai.

Never heard of him.

The most fearsome warlord in the history of Japan.

Do you see what I am getting at, Kenji?

Uh...

Yes, Takagawa san.

You want me to mop in here.

No, that this exhibit could save the museum.

What is happening?

I live.

Kenji, do something.

Bonsai!

Uh?

The ghost of the Black Samurai has returned.

Welcome to Shibuya Station.

Now arriving on Track 5.

Bye-bye.

Wow, we made it, gang.

Shibuya Station.

The most popular meeting place in all of Tokyo.

And I can see why.

Everyone in Japan is already here.

But, like, wouldn't you know it?

We're all out of Scooby Snacks.

Scooby Snacks. Scooby Snacks.

Way to go, Scoob. A Scooby Snack vending machine.

Like, it's the wave of the future.

Hey, I've got a text message from Miyumi.

She says, "Meet me at the statue of Hachiko."

Any idea what this Hachiko person looks like?

Let's see. Hachiko. Hachiko.

Hachiko. Take a picture.

Hachiko.

Like, check it out, Scoob.

Hachiko's not a person, he's a pooch.

Here it is.

Hachiko used to greet his master every day when he came home on the train.

One day his master died...

...and Hachiko spent the rest of his life...

...waiting at the station for his master to return.

Wow, sounds like he was one cool canine.

Heh, heh. Hey, Scoob. Like, maybe they'll put up a statue of you some day.

Me? Oh, boy.

Ta-da. Bow-wow. Ruff.

Look at Scooby. What a ham.

It's going to take more than that. Huh?

If you want to have a statue of your own in Japan...

...you must first become a legend.

Just like Hachiko.

Today, in honor of his great loyalty...

...his statue serves as a special place for faithful friends to meet.

Uh, I'm sorry, but have we met?

Huh! You must be Miyumi.

And you are Miss Daphne Blake.

I have heard all about you and the Scooby gang.

What do you know, Scoob?

Looks like our reputation precedes us.

Like, I hope that's a good thing.

Heh-heh-heh. Of course it is.

Can I tell you a secret?

I sometimes wish I could be a member of the Scooby gang too.

Like, tell you what.

Next time there's a gruesome ghost up in our grill, you've got first dibs.

Uh-huh.

Hey, don't worry, guys.

We're not here to solve any mysteries this time.

We're here to watch Daphne compete in the big martial-arts competition.

I'm so honored to be invited to the tournament.

And so should you be.

Miss Mirimoto runs the most exclusive martial-arts academy in all the world.

Only the most exemplary students are accepted by her.

But first, you must survive the tournament.

Survive?

Oh, I'm sorry. Did I say "survive"? Ha, ha. I meant "win."

First, you must win the tournament.

Wow, what a sweet ride.

All it needs is a groovy green paint job.

Uh, not quite, Freddy.

I can think of one more thing it needs.

Like, how about a pilot?

Huh? Don't worry. We're perfectly safe.

The hover jet is the world's first fully functioning robotic plane.

That's amazing.

I've studied mechanical engineering...

...but I've never heard of anything this advanced.

Here in Japan, technology is taking over everything...

...while many of the old traditions are fading away.

Please, Miss Mirimoto, you must believe me.

The ghost of the Black Samurai has returned.

Soon, he will come for the Destiny Scroll.

A very entertaining story, Mr. Takagawa.

I am sure that it will bring many new visitors to see your exhibit.

Now, as you can see, our grand tournament is about to begin.

We would be most pleased to have you join us.

Sojo, please show our honored guest to his seat.

You must listen.

The scroll...

...must be protected.

I can assure you, Mr. Takagawa...

...ghost or no ghost...

...the Destiny Scroll will be quite safe behind these walls.

If you say so.

Sojo. Release him.

You must forgive poor Sojo.

He does only as he is told.

His loyalty to me is unquestioned.

The plane.

The plane.

Ah, the last of our guests to arrive.

Have them report to the staging ground immediately.

We shall have a demonstration.

Wow, what a beautiful airport.

It's not an airport, Freddy.

This is a traditional Japanese garden.

Can't you just feel the peace and tranquility?

Oh, yeah.

Scoob, old buddy, like, from here on out, no matter what happens...

...I'm just gonna go with the flow.

Go with the flow.

All must Wear uniform.

Gulp! Like, my go-with-the-flow just got up and went.

Zoinks!

No, Sojo. Bad, Sojo.

Not them. Her.

All must Wear uniform.

Hyah! Aah!

Sorry, Sojo, but I handle my own wardrobe.

Ha-ha-ha. Check it out, Scoob.

Like, it's a carnival of karate.

Ooh! Uh-huh.

The competition this year is fierce.

That's Kerry Kilpatrick, the Irish national champion.

He's a two-fisted demolition dynamo.

Hyah! Sapphire Sonja.

The only thing deadlier than her kick is her beauty.

Rah! Zoinks!

And that's Japan's own Mad Dog Masimoto.

A favorite to win this year.

Once he's off his leash, you're really in the doghouse.

Huh!

Gee whiz.

Like, talk about a creep with a canine complex.

Yeah.

Most honored participants...

...welcome to Mirimoto Academy's Tournament of Champions.

The finest martial artists in all the world...

...have gathered here today for one single purpose:

to prove that they are the best.

By this time tomorrow...

...most of you will be sent home in humiliating defeat.

But there is one among you...

...who has already displayed the heart of a champion.

Miss Daphne Blake?

Um, over here.

Hello.

Can this be?

The tournament has not yet begun...

...and already you have defeated the mighty Sojo.

I didn't mean to. It's just that-- Eh--

This is most impressive.