Lego Scooby-Doo! Knight Time Terror

Slow down, Fred. We wanna get there in one piece.

We're already late. It's the grand re-opening of the Grimsley Mansion.

And we would've been there by now if someone didn't have to stop us for take-out.

Two someones.

Like, let's dig in.

Fred, the mansion's been there for over a 100 years. It's not going away.

I'm just anxious to take a crack at finding its secret treasure.

- Maybe, we'll even see the ghost. - Ghost?

It's supposedly haunted.

We better eat up, Scoob. This might be our last meal.

Whoa!

Like, these sandwiches could use a seat belt.

You may have recognized Grimsley Mansion from several movie productions.

There are even films on its founder.

Augustus Grimsley. Fascinating man.

For example, did you know that he was a Roman history buff?

An amateur astrologist and a scratch bowler.

Who cares about all that stuff? What about the treasure?

Yeah. And what about the ghost that haunts this place?

Gentlemen, there is no real evidence that there even is a treasure or a ghost.

Ghost!

- Please, don't drain my blood. - Please, don't haunt my dreams.

No, dear. We didn't mean to scare you that much.

I'm Charlie Grimsley and that's my brother Kyle. We're your host.

Hi, there. Enjoying your stay?

We figured folks would expect a little scare

while they are looking for our great-great grandfather's treasure.

- So this is all a hoax? - What's going on here?

I told you this was a terrible idea, Kyle. The guests want real treasure.

- Not fake spooks. - But there is no treasure, Charlie.

What do you mean no treasure?

My brother is just kidding. There may be a treasure.

But nobody's ever found it yet. Maybe you will.

- Then, join us for breakfast. - Yeah, there's a waffle bar.

Nah, I wasn't really scared. At least, we're done with that lecture.

Look at that.

Hey, the treasure could be inside.

Pulling some more tricks again, eh?

Phil, I don't think he's kidding.

No, comeback.

Fred, look out!

Is everyone okay?

Now we're going to have to find the treasure to pay for the Mystery Machine.

Howdy-ho there travelers. Looks like you've got yourself a smidgen of car trouble.

Wanda Grimsley. Groundskeeper, mechanic, and and Jill of all trades.

I can handle this.

You can fix the mystery machine?

Well, I think I'm gonna upgrade you from a smidgen to a scooch.

But not to worry, I'll get it purring by morning.

Meanwhile, my cousins can take care of you.

Monsters!

What? Oh, right. Sorry.

You see. It's all just for fun.

Phew.

Come on in. Welcome to Grimsley Mansion.

They were frightened by a suit of armor?

Yes, it's so silly. Their imaginations must have run away with them.

- The black knight, it's gone! - What do you mean gone?

I mean it's gone. It ran away. This whole thing's been a disaster.

- There's no treasure and I never should... - Kyle, please. Customers.

Oh, sorry.

Maybe we should hear more about this black knight.

- I might be able to help you there. - Oh, this is Adam, our house historian.

Is that a MENSA honors pin?

Why yes. Yes, it is.

- It's very impressive. - You think?

- Uh, the uh, story? - Yes, the story.

Well, it's all part of the legend of Grimsley Mansion.

In the late 1800s, Augustus Grimsley was a prospector.

A very lucky prospector.

Wealthy beyond his wildest dreams, and not trusting banks,

he decided to build a huge mansion where he would hoard his gold.

He also gave in to his rapacious appetite for furnishings and antiquities

including his prized purchase... a beautiful suit of black armor.

But all this wealth would take its toll.

Late at night, Gus Grimsley start to hear noises.

Clanking noises.

Could only have been the suit of armor marching down the halls.

The next day, he found out why.

The armor was once worn by the black knight who tried to steal his king's riches.

But he was caught and thrown into a dungeon never to be seen again.

Augustus was convinced the black knight was now after his gold.

He had the armor taken away.

But he still feared the black knight would return one day.

So, he hid the treasure vowing, "Though the ghost may search forever,

"it's my family that shall find. It's only a matter of time."

Will you guys stop fooling around?

- Like, sorry, we're just hungry. - Yeah, hungry.

Kyle, why don't you take them to the dining room? We have an all-you-can-eat buffet.

- They had an all-you-can-eat buffet. - Oh? Yeah.

I don't understand. If the black knight was in storage, how did it get back here?

Wanda brought it back in her obsession to turn this place into a museum.

And what's wrong with that? It's not like the treasure hunters bringing in the crowds.

- Excuse us. Family squabbles. - What do you want, Wanda?

Well, it sure would make my life a lot easier

if we could take those heavy boxes out of the van.

Oh, those are my monster traps.

Will any of them catch a ghost?

Since we're staying, might as well get the luggage.

Why don't I show you around? This place has such a splendid history.

That would be sweet. Good. That would be good.

Like, thanks for the buffet and the midnight snack, Kyle.

What does it matter if we're out of food?

We don't seem to be getting anymore customers.

My brother thought the lore of a treasure would bring everyone.

And it's only brought disaster.

Huh? Like, what was that?

A booby-trap. Our great-great granddad put in a bunch.

Wanda has been trying to remove them.

Like, Scoob, you almost saw stars.

Yeah, big ones.

Nah, this whole place is a trap.

Get out while you can.

He seems so sad.

Yeah, like, isn't it funny how sadness can sometimes make you hungry?

Yeah.

Pretzel?

It's the black knight!

Yikes! Oh!

Shaggy! Come on!

Like, help!

Whoa!

Yikes!

Come on, Scoob. Let's get out of here.

Phew. I think we lost him, Scoob.

Yeah. And look what I picked up?

Like, halfsies, right, old buddy, old pal?

What was that?

Hey, where's my sandwich?

- Maybe you ate it. - Maybe someone else ate it.

Like, dude. No way.