Like, Hawaii is the place for a vacation.
- And food! - Yeah, food.
Hold it. This will make a good picture for my newspaper.
How's this?
This tour you've taken us on is the greatest, Mr. Simms.
- That is, so far. - So far?
Sure. Like, visiting that ancient village of a lost tribe tomorrow leaves me cold.
Besides, there isn't going to be a luau.
- But, Shaggy, that isn't part of my tour. - I know.
- The rest of the gang thought it up. - Oh, no. You must not go there.
- That ancient village is haunted. - Haunted?
Not even I would go there.
- Then neither will we. Right, Scoob? - Right, Shag.
Smart thinking. Now, forget all about ghosts and have a good time.
I'll bet the gang at The Pineapple Parlor...
...aren't having as much fun as we are.
Ghost drums!
Trespassers, hear me!
You are on the forbidden ground of Mano Tiki Tia!
Leave at once or face his vengeance!
Help!
This way, Scoob!
Scooby-Doo, where are you?
Hey, where is everybody? Mr. Simms? Scooby?
All gone! Everyone's vanished!
After 47 luaus in a row, I don't see how Shag and Scoob...
...could handle another one.
You know those two. Always hungry.
Besides, they're probably so stuffed, they can't move.
Ghosts!
- Ghost drums! Witch doctors! - What?
Shaggy, get ahold of yourself.
Like, okay, but it doesn't help.
Where's Mr. Simms and Scooby-Doo?
The natives, Mr. Simms and Scooby-Doo vanished! Poof!
Poof? I think you're full of poi. But let's go find them.
Shaggy, it's a scientific fact:
People and Scooby don't just vanish, poof.
Yeah? Like, it's also a scientific fact that drums don't play without drummers.
So where is everybody?
I've got an idea. Let's ask that old man.
What old man?
He's gone!
See any clues?
No, but I hear one.
Look!
- A ghost drum! - A ghost drum!
Let's evacuate.
Hey, it's gone.
Then how come the drumming is getting louder?
Yikes! It's there! Ask the ghost drum!
- Zoinks! - Zoinks!
Scooby-Doo, where were you?
- Hiding. - Hiding? You mean scaring.
Is this any way to greet your buddies?
- Better? - Better.
Well, so much for Scooby's vanishing act.
Now let's find Mr. Simms.
- Let's don't. - Right.
Shame on you two. After all, he's our host...
...and he took us to 47 luaus.
- And there might not be a 48th. - Another luau? Let's go.
Right!
- Not a single clue. - Look on the ground.
- All I see is dirt. - A struggle took place here.
There's where somebody was dragged away.
That somebody must have been Mr. Simms.
Let's follow it. Come on!
- Hold it! - First ghosts, now litterbugs.
A newspaper article written by John Simms.
His article tells about villagers being terrorized...
...by a ghostly legend come to life:
Mano Tiki Tia.
He's investigating if the ghosts have come back to haunt the islands.
We've got another mystery on our hands.
And the first thing to do is find Mr. Simms.
- And I bet he's in that ancient village. - That's a perfect place for ghosts.
Who wants to find an old haunted village?
- Not us. - Oh, yes, you do.
Like, no way! Besides, those tracks stop at the jungle.
We can follow them in the jungle, thanks to Scooby's keen tracking nose.
Who? Me? What nose?
Too bad. This Scooby Snack smells delicious.
A Scooby Snack?
Sorry, Scoob. You had your chance.
Zoinks!
- Bats. - Yeah, bats.
Zoinks!
Hey, look out!
Look out? Like, all I can see are your paws.
Sorry, guys. It looks like I've not only lost Shag and Scoob, but us too.
So how will we ever find them or the haunted village?
- Any ideas, Fred? - Not yet, but something will hit me.
Wow! Now where is this?
Hey, give a look up. Maybe it's a clue.
It's Mano Tiki Tia.
Well, thanks to Shag and Scooby, we found the haunted village.
It looks too creepy to be real.
Like, it's real, all right.
Let's have a look.
- Zoinks! - Let's get out of here!
We lost him.
What next?
Daph, did you have to say that?
Fred, Velma and Daph are still in that creepy place.
And I wish we were too.
What is this place?
I don't know, and I don't think I want to find out.
Hey, guys. Shaggy and Scooby got out.
- Then this must be the way out. - Well?
It won't budge. There must be another way out.
Okay. Let's find it.
- Hey, let us in before... - Over there!
Oh, no! And me without even my slingshot!
Like, I guess a club will do.
Okay, spooky! Come and get it!
- Zoinks! - Yikes!
We'll need a torch.
She's... She's disappeared!
Now we have to find Mr. Simms, Shaggy, Scooby and Velma.
Look, Fred. It might be a way out.
Or a way in to more danger.
Oh, no!
It's Mr. Simms' hat. They've got him!
But they're not gonna get me.
Come on, Scoob. Like, you're not really afraid of ghosts, are you?
Mano Tiki Tia!
Like, who said that?
Not me.
Well, that answers that.
Thanks, Velma.
In another moment, that freaky tiki would've made poi out of this boy.
- Me too. - We're still not safe, so let's split.
But old Terrible Tiki's after us.
- Not only him, but also the... - Witch doctor.
Right, Scoob, the witch doctor. But how did you know?
Zoinks!
Let's barricade the door! Come on, Velma.
Like, thanks.
- Oh, no! - What's the matter?
Have a seat, doc.
Shag? Velma? Scooby-Doo?
Fred, there's nobody here but us.
- Like, me Tarzan. This Jane. - Yeah. Me Jane.
Him Cheetah the chimp.
You look for boy, girl and dog?
Like, they went thataway.
It worked! What a lucky break.
Like, some lucky break!
- What did you see? - Something on that table.
Oyster shells and pearls. This is a real clue!
You're right.
Now all we have to do is find everybody and solve the mystery of Mano Tiki Tia.
This way.
Oh, my feet are killing me.
It's a good thing we slipped the witch doctor...
...or that wasn't all that'd get killed.
Like, I'm too whacked to walk.
Oh, boy! Let's fly. Look!
Hey! An airplane!
- It must have crashed here years ago. - I don't think so.
- What about all those vines? - Plastic and definitely a clue.
- It's a skinny spooky. - No, Shag. It's not real.
Look at your foot. See? It's a trip wire.
It sure tripped me.
Yes, but it also operated that fake skeleton.
And look what Scooby found:
A tape recorder that made the skeleton laugh.
- Like, I sure fell for that trick. - Naturally.
I wonder why anyone would make such an elaborate setup.
Beats me, but I'm going to have the last laugh.
Hey, skinny, do you know why the skeleton went to the library?
To bone up on a few things.
See? I got the last laugh.
We were hoping we'd bump into you guys.
- Yeah, but not so hard. - That's togetherness.
With the clues we found so far, the mystery is starting to piece together.
Except we still haven't found Mr. Simms.
- Footprints! - Scooby's right. Footprints.
- And they're fresh. - Wonder where they go.
- Let's follow them. - Come on.
Whoever he is, get him!
I forgot my swim fins, but here goes!
A secret cavern.
That is the way out, I hope.
- A secret entrance to the village. - Yeah, but where did the old man go?
Who is that old man?
Foolish mortals!
You have returned to face the wrath of Mano Tiki Tia!
- We're trapped! - Like, what do we do?
- I say we get out of here. - Brilliant!
What is that?
- We did it! - We certainly did, Scooby.
It's sure strange the witch doctor could get shook up by a jungle creature.
Right. That's my plan, to shake him up a lot.
What's the action?
First, let's get that trick amusement park mirror from the Mystery Machine.
Now we hide it in the jungle like this.
Next, Scooby and Shaggy play ghost drums to lure the witch doctor.
Right. Like, we're experts.
Then when he sees his image in the mirror, he runs down the trail...
...and plops into the giant pit we covered with palm leaves and bingo!
We capture the witch doctor and solve the mystery.
Stop clowning, Scoob. It's time for spooking.
Okay.
Hey, Scoob. Pick up the beat.
What you crying about?
Zoinks!
Yikes! Another witch doctor!
Hang on, Scoob!
Well, what do you know? We got him.
Now for the unmasking. Ladies and gentlemen...
...Mr. John Simms?!
But what is a Mano Tiki Tia?
See, Shaggy. It's like a parade float operated by Mr. Simms' henchman.
Now all the clues add up. Simms engineered this hoax.
The plan was to scare the villagers away...
...so they could poach their pearl beds. Right?
I'm not talking!
Then he'd come to the haunted village because nobody dared to follow ghosts.
But he was at the luau with us.
No. It was his pal disguised as the witch doctor.
What about the mysterious old man?
Perhaps I can answer that.
Lieutenant Tomoro, Hawaii Police Department.
I was on the trail of these pearl poachers for a long time, but thanks to you kids....
And you, too, Scooby-Doo, things got wrapped up in a hurry.
Oh, well. We still have one more vacation day left.
And that day will be on me.
Oh, no!
Scooby-Doo, come back here with my poi!
Scooby-Doo!