What's New, Scooby-Doo?

Whoa! Gettin' mighty dark here.

Looks like last run of the night.

Who's in? Gretchen?

More tedious bravado

from the great Olympian, Chris Klug.

Whatever. Later, poser.

Oh, dude.

'We just got to get'

'to the Wilkinson Snowboarding Open.'

All my boarding heroes will be there.

And so will all my favorite winter foods.

Hot coa, hot cakes, hot apple cider.

Basically, all the hots.

'Turn right ahead.'

'Right it is, Natlas.'

I think it's actually a left, Freddy.

'Another right turn ahead.'

I can't. There's nowhere to turn.

I think your navigator is having a nervous breakdown, Freddy.

No way!

Natlas is a state-of-the-art global positioning system.

It can guide us to within five inches

of our programmed destination.

'Go left, merge, speed it up..'

'You have now arrived at Sunset Beach.'

'P-please enjoy your day at the shore.'

Huh?

Look, everybody.

There's something on the local news about the contest.

'And making his grand entrance

into this snowboarding competition bearing his name

software billionaire, Bruce Wilkinson.

Mr. Wilkinson..

Hey, that looks just like The Mystery Machine.

It is The Mystery Machine.

Watch the road, Freddy.

Whoa, Fred! Great parkingkarma.

Whoa, sweet frontside air.

Hey, you're Gretchen Mueller.

You've been winning contests all over Europe.

Lucky boy, you will watch me win here as well.

Ciao, baby.

And how will these high-profile games be affected

by the loss of Olympic bronze medalist

Chris Klug, under mysterious circumstances?

Nancy, I'm sure with a million dollars at stake

the other competitors will be hungry for victory.

Chris Klug injured?

Mysterious circumstances?

- One million dollars? - Hungry?

I think we ought to have a little talk with Chris Klug.

Talk to Chris Klug? Cool.

'You know, in Aspen when you nailed that 720 mid-twist'

then grabbed some flying squirrel

in the very next move?

Yeah, Fred, right.

- That was so cool. - Thanks, bro.

I'm just bummed I won't be shreddin' the pow here.

Thanks to that supersize popsicle.

Popsicle? Where?

Scoob and I are, like, famished.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So you really were attacked by some kind of creature?

Yeah. Trippy, huh?

Hmm.

The best way to get a handle on the mystery

is from the inside.

I'll pose as one of the pro-boarders.

But Freddy, the monster.

Monster?

Yo, Avalanche, it's true.

Full-on snow creature.

Hmm. Freaky. I believe you, man.

A serious competitor like you would never purposely quit.

'Avalanche Anderson.'

Wow! You practically invented the sport.

I've been watching your movies since I was a kid.

You're a movie star?

No, no. I just did some action movies with snowboarding chases.

'Oh, no, Scooby.'

Sorry.

Scooby's gonna need that extra fuel

to keep him warm while we search every trail

for the snow creature.

Come on, Velma. Time's a-wastin'.

No offence, Velma, but you look like

you should be knocking down giant bowling pins.

Bowling pins. I don't get it.

Ha-ha. Very funny.

You'll be laughing through your handkerchief

when I'm the only one who hasn't caught a cold.

Shh, guys. Someone's coming.

Can you hear me now, Morty?

How about now?

Yes, I know we need higher ratings.

Yes, don't worry.

I think I can virtually promise you more viewers.

Wait, you're breaking up again.

Hmm, interesting.

Yeah, you think you could get a lot clearer signal up here.

No, what I meant was

I wonder how she can guarantee higher ratings.

Guys, look!

Snow creature.

I don't think so, Scooby.

Unless Chris was exaggerating.

'That mystery sneak sure isn't made of ice and snow.'

I don't care if he's made of no-fat frozen yogurt.

Let's get lost.

I have a better idea. Let's follow it.

It looks like he was headed to that old, abandoned ski jump.

Scooby, is that your stomach rumbling?

Uh-uh.

Well, that noise is getting louder.

What do you think it is?

Why don't you ask...him?

Okay, guys, don't panic.

Remember there's a good chance it's just a terrifying

monster suit with some creep inside.

There is only one thing missing from your theory, Fred.

What?

Like the creep inside!

'Hey! Yeah!'

Why don't you pick on someone your own size?

Ow! My leg.

- Get that outta my face. - Huh?

What's going on?

Your friend here just broke his leg.

Who are you?

Theodore, trail manager.

I keep the slopes groomed, chair lifts running

and now it looks like I'm a taxi service

for clumsy kids, too.

Didn't you see the ice creature?

Oh, quit your crazy talk

'and help me get Mr. graceful into the snowcat.'

That Theodore gave me a serious case of the creeps.

I think our friend Theodore could bear a closer examination.

No, thanks.

We were close enough in that snowcat.

achoo

achoo

Think about it.

He showed up just after we saw the creature.

- Why? - Good point.

Let's check him out.

You're not going anywhere.

You're going to rest, just like the doctor said.

We'll go investigate.

Here's the Theodore's cabin

just like the desk clerk said.

I hope he doesn't mind if we look around.

Jeepers. Looks like he decorated in rustic, mid-century creep.

ah-ah-ah-choo

Gesundheit.

Velma, maybe we should get you some hot soup.

Like, back at the lodge?

I'm not too sick to recognize a clue when I see one.

Look.

"Champion ski jumper Theodore Schussman's career

"was tragically cut short when he collided

with a young man on a so-called snowboard."

Hmm.

He must've been pretty good.

He's got more cups here than an all-night coffee shop.

Jinkies, a skiing champion who lost his career

to a snowboarder must be pretty bitter.

Gesundheit!

Jeepers. Your sneezes are getting louder, Velma.