Scooby Doo: Raggy, you're rhipped.
Shaggy: I'm whipped? why don't you say that to my face, man?
Scooby Doo: Rokay, I rill! Your rother eats rat roop.
Shaggy: No, Scooby-Doo! your mom eats cat poop.
Shaggy: Sit grandma, bad grandma, don't eat the kitty.
Shaggy: Zoinks! them peppers is like hot.
Scooby Doo: Why's Fred in a bad mood?
Shaggy: He's not in a bad mood, Scoob, he's a monster.
Shaggy: Scooby-Doo, where are you?
Shaggy: Do you have anything bigger than the extra-extra-large?
Waitress: Yeah, but it's not on the menu. Oh and you have to sign a release saying we're not responsible if you die.
Shaggy: We'll take it!
Scooby: Yeah!
Waitress: Alrighty. But I'll have to move you to another table.
Shaggy: Why?
Waitress: Because this one is smaller than your pizza.
Shaggy and Scooby: Awesome!
Daphne: Hey, that's not the song we're doing.
Fred: This is a little something I wrote myself.
Shaggy: Like, that's catchy.
Fred: Eyes on the road! Eyes on the road!
Shaggy: Right.
Daphne: Wow, Fred, that's beautiful. I really like you. It! I like it! Not you. I mean I like you but... Heh, I, uh, like your song.
Fred: Thanks!
Daphne: Does it say anything in those books about that Opera House where we're shooting the show?
Velma: Yeah. It's almost a hundred years old. It's been closed since the 70's. And there are rumors that it's haunted.
Shaggy: Of course it's haunted. Like when do we ever go to a place that is not haunted?
Chip: Mom, are you a serial killer?
Beverly: The only "serial" I know anything about is Rice Krispies.
Chip: I'm so happy I could shit.
Beverly: Chip, you know how I hate the brown word.
