Scooby-Doo! and the Monster of Mexico

Do?a Dolores:
Diego Fuente used to do business with my late husband. I don't trust him, never did. He is a... how you say in America?

Fred 'Freddy' Jones:
Crook?

Daphne Blake:
Liar?

Velma Dinkley:
Con man?

Do?a Dolores:
[waits a beat] Jerk!

Shaggy:
[talking to Scooby] Like, whoever heard such a ridiculous story? A 10-foot hairy monster with big feet and sharp teeth? Sounds like something out of a cartoon!

El Curandero:
The answers to all your questions can be found in the past. Oh. And did I also mention you're in grave danger?

Daphne Blake:
[slightly nervous] Uh, no, I think you skipped that part.

El Curandero:
[ominously] You're in grave danger.

Daphne Blake:
Okay, Fred, how do you say "hopelessly lost" in Spanish?

Velma Dinkley:
It looks like the woods get thicker up ahead.

Daphne Blake:
Do you suppose we'll meet any wild animals?

Fred 'Freddy' Jones:
We might.

Velma Dinkley:
Mostly coyotes and jaguars and boars.

Daphne Blake:
Coyotes?

Fred 'Freddy' Jones:
And jaguars?

Velma Dinkley:
And boars.

Daphne Blake:
Oh, my!

Sofia Otero:
[speaking to some kids] Now, forget all about this scary monster nonsense and play with your skeletons among the tombstones.

Fred's computer:
All right! You've got mail!

Daphne's computer:
Jeepers! You have mail.

Velma's computer:
Jinkies! You have mail.

Shaggy's computer:
Zoinks! Like, you have mail!

Fred 'Freddy' Jones:
[after reading Valejo's email] Sound's great! And I can practice my Spanish!

Fred 'Freddy' Jones:
[after forwarding the message to Daphne] I thought I'd catch you at your computer. So what do you think?

Daphne Blake:
[after reading the message and agreeing with Fred] Of course, I'd love to go to Mexico, yes! I mean-S?! Let's ask Velma.

Velma Dinkley:
[doing a search on her computer and receives the message] Mexico? The art, the museums, the pyramids. I'm there!

Fred 'Freddy' Jones:
[to both girls] Great! Let's check with the guys.

[Scooby and Shaggy eating a microwave pizza]

Shaggy:
[after waiting impatiently for Scooby at his computer] Mexico? Tomorrow? [chuckles softly]

Shaggy:
[to Scooby] Like, what do we got tomorrow, Scoob? Let's see.

Shaggy:
[pulls out a palm pilot and reads what's onscreen] Daydreaming at 10:00, napping, snoozing, relaxing. Sorry guys, looks like I'm booked.

Scooby-Doo:
Reah, rooked!

[both Shaggy and Scooby laugh]

Velma Dinkley:
[to Shaggy] Do you realize we'll be there for the annual Day of the Dead celebration?

[Shaggy and Scooby stop laughing, only to be shocked by Velma's news]

Shaggy:
[to Velma] Like, what's that?

Velma Dinkley:
A holiday in which families gather at the cemetery to celebrate their ancestors who are allowed to come back to Earth for two days.

Shaggy:
[frightened by Velma's description] Cemetary? Sounds scary!

[Scooby runs into a wardrobe hiding]

Velma Dinkley:
[calming Shaggy down] Not at all. Just a bunch of kids in costumes. Lots of skeleton shaped cookies and candy.

[Scooby walks around in the wardrobe]

Daphne Blake:
Basically, it's non-stop eating.

Shaggy:
[Scooby pops out of the dresser, excited]

Shaggy:
[to Scooby] Sounds like Halloween!

Velma Dinkley:
Exactly!

Daphne Blake:
So, what do you say?

Shaggy:
Can't talk now, guys. Like, Scoob and I gotta pack!

[Scooby and Shaggy are packing for the trip]

Shaggy:
[after closing the suitcase shut, which is filled with nothing but food] Looks like that's everything.

Scooby-Doo:
[to Shaggy] Ruh-uh.

Shaggy:
Like, what did I forget?

Shaggy:
[Scooby shows Shaggy a bottle of Salsa] Salsa!