Shaggy: Hey, gang, look at this. (shows the newspaper to the gang) Last night Horbert Feist, prominent banker, drove his car at high speed into the Crystal Cove bank.
Scooby: Why would he do that?
Daphne: I don't know and I don't care, but a mystery is just the thing we need now to wipe away our skull-crushing guilt.
Fred: I'm in. Velma?
Velma: (a bit sad) Sure, I could use a little soul cleansing right about now.
Sheriff Stone: (imprisones Horbert Feist) Horbert Feist, I must advise you not to say anything until your lawyer arrives. And don't say anything then, either!
(The gang arrives)
Fred: Hi, Sheriff Stone.
Sheriff Stone: What are you kids doing here?
Daphne: We've come to ask what you know about Mr. Feist.
Sheriff Stone: What? Look, who said I knew him? I've never seen him before in my life. (The gang is confused) All I know is he's a thief, and he belongs behind bars.
Shaggy: A thief? Papers didn't say anything about that. What'd he steal?
Sheriff Stone: Nothing I could find, but you don't need to steal something to be a thief.
Horbert: Come on, Bronson. You've known me for years! We grew up together. You know I'd never steal anything.
Sheriff Stone: (singing and covering his ears) La la la, la la la, can't hear you, la la la la. (leaves)
Fred: Mr. Feist, can you tell us what happened last night?
Horbert: Everything was normal. I was asleep, and then I had this terrible dream.
(In the dream world, which is a labyrinth based on Escher's House of Stairs, Horbert runs in fear trying to escape from the Dreamweaver until he finds him carrying a glowing purple orb)
Dreamweaver: I've come for you, Horbert. (Horbert runs to the other side but the Dreamweaver appeared on the other side) Breath of frost. (uses the purple orb to attack Horbert making him paralyzed) (to Horbert's ear) Level 99.
Horbert: And the next thing I knew, I was driving my car into the bank.
Shaggy: That's the weirdest dream I've ever heard, and I've had some pretty weird dreams.
Horbert: I loved that car... more than my own children! And now it's gone. Gone! (sobs)
Velma: Feist's alibi is pretty weak, and that dream... What does level 99 mean?
Shaggy: How would I know? Oh. (whimpers)
(In the dream world, Francilee Jackson runs in fear trying to escape from the Dreamweaver until she finds him)
Dreamweaver: No one can escape, Francilee. (uses the purple orb to shine with lightning and the rope gets out of it) Ropes of binding!
Francilee: (runs to the other side) No! It can't be! You can't be back! (The rope catches Francilee) Please. Please. This can't be happening!
(The Dreamweaver laughs maniacally and Francilee screams in horror)
(In Francilee's tv show "The Francilee Show", the audience is applauding)
Francilee: Now, no meal is complete without cornbread stuffing. And the best cornbread stuffing in the world is Francilee's Cornbread Stuffing! (the audience applauds again) Made from my little ol' super secret family recipe handed down through generations. And the super secret about Francilee's Cornbread Stuffing is there ain't even no corn in it! (The audience gasps) Oh, my goodness, why did I say that? (starts sleeping)
(The screen is shut off by Sheriff Stone, revealing the tv screen in the next scene)
Sheriff Stone: Lying about there being corn in your cornbread stuffin'-- that's what we in the sheriffing world call fraud! I think.
Francilee: (in the prison cell) Oh, Bronson, how can you do this to little ol' me? We've known each other since we was chillun!
Sheriff Stone: What?! I've never seen your face before in my life!
Daphne: But it's on the box in your hand.
Sheriff Stone: What box? (hides the box in his back) What hand? (The gang tries to look the box in Sheriff Stone's Back) I--I have to go now to destroy this very tasty evidence.
Scooby: Uh, we'll help!
Daphne: Mrs. Jackson, tell us what happened.
Francilee: It's a mystery. Took me a nap this afternoon, and I had this frightful dream! When I woke up, I was on the TV, and everyone knew my recipe! I loved that secret stuffin' recipe more than my own chillun, and now it's ruined!? (sobs hardly)
Velma: Did your dream by any chance involve a labyrinth, spells, a purple orb, and a mysterious inhuman mage?
Francilee: Yes, exactly!
Fred: Did the pointy-eared freakwad say anything?
Francilee: Yes, he said, "twenty-sided dice".
(Shaggy whimpers and Sheriff Stone is a bit shocked)
Francilee: First Horbert, now me? I don't know who all's doing this, but I know who all will be next: Melvin Keisterbaum.
Daphne: Melvin Keisterbaum?
(Daphne drives the Mystery Machine)
Daphne: Mr. Keisterbaum lives in the big house next-door to my parents. We have to warn him! (The gang arrives at Melvin's big house) We're here. (knocks the door) Mr. Keisterbaum? Hello? Guess he's not home.
(The gang leaves the mansion, in a moment an explosion appears in it, the gang falls down to the ground)
Fred: (lifts Daphne) Daph? Unh.
Daphne: Thanks, Fred.
Fred: No probs, Daph. It's what anyone who's just a friend would do for anyone else who's just a friend.
(Daphne smiles and Velma finds a broken light bulb)
Velma: Hmm. What's this? A broken light bulb? Never seen one like this before.
Melvin: (arrives) My mansion! My beautiful mansion! I loved that mansion more than my own children... if I had any.
Daphne: Mr. Keisterbaum, what happened?
Melvin: Who knows? One moment I'm asleep on the couch, the next I'm standing in the garden with an empty canister of napalm.
Daphne: Did you have any dreams?
Melvin: Yes! I was in a labyrinth, and there were spells, a strange glowing orb, and a terrible monster! He was saying one word over and over: "Dreamweaver. Dreamweaver!"
Velma: Level 99, 20-sided dice, Dreamweaver. What's the connection?
Shaggy: Like, what are you asking me for? Do I look like the kind of nerd that plays Crypts and Creatures?
Fred: Crypts and Creatures? Isn't that the nerdy fantasy role-playing game that nerdy nerds play?
Shaggy: Like, it--um--I... OK, fine. Like, yeah. I was a closet CNC player. I used to roll the dice every night.
(Flashback starts, in Shaggy's bedroom)
Shaggy: (playing Crypts and Creatures with dice) Come on, saving throw. Shagdolf needs a new pair of +5 forks of feasting.
Paula Rogers: (outside the room door, knocking on it) Norville? What are you doing in there? Norville?
Shaggy: Mom! Like, no, mom! No! Don't come in! Please don't come in!
(Next, in the school with Emmanuel)
Shaggy: (narrates) Then, one day, I thought my science teacher was a bugbear, and I smote him with a magic missile.
Shaggy: I smite thee with magic missile! Magic missile! Magic missile! Magic missile! Magic missile!
(Flashback ends)
Shaggy: Roll crit. Yes. Double damage! Ha ha ha ha! And that's when I knew I had to quit.
Scooby: (laughs) It's all right to be a nerd, Shagdolf. (laughs again)
(Sheriff Stone arrives with police car)
Melvin: Bronson, he's after us. You're next!
Sheriff Stone: (gasps) I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know you. Who are you, strange little mustached man?
Melvin: It's the Dreamweaver!
Sheriff Stone: (starts panicking) What? No. No, it's not possible. The Dreamweaver? THE DREAMWEAVER? Ohh. (to the gang) Kids. Kids, you gotta help me. If the Dreamweaver is back, I can never sleep again!?
(In the flashback, the young Sheriff Stone, Francilee Jackson, Melvin Keisterbaum and Horbert Feist were playing Crypts and Creatures)
Young Bronson Stone: (to young Melvin) OK, you've defeated the goblin warriors and now stand in the lair of the diabolical Dreamweaver. (whispers) What do you do?
Young Melvin: I use night vision to check for traps.
Young Francilee: I drink a large potion of health.
Young Horbert: I cast detect magic... on my butt!
(Young Melvin and Francilee laugh)
Young Bronson Stone: If you guys don't take this seriously, I'm gonna take my soda and my dice and go home!
Young Melvin, Francilee and Horbert: Sorry, Bronson.
Young Bronson Stone: (shows the Dreamweaver drawing) The Dreamweaver, lord of the sleep realm, with his mystical orb of power, stands before you... ready to cast you into the abyss.
(Flashback ends)
Sheriff Stone: And now the Dreamweaver's come out of the game to finish what he started! AND I'M NEXT. (sobs)
Shaggy and Scooby: Whoa.
Velma: But why would he go after you guys?
Sheriff Stone: Aren't you paying attention? It's because we stopped playing CNC. We turned our backs on imagination. Because we grew up!?
Shaggy: (whimpers) Like, let's never grow up, Scoob.
Scooby: Uh-uh, never.
Velma: We'll go investigate what this light bulb thing is. Shaggy, Scooby, stay here and make sure the Sheriff doesn't fall asleep.
Shaggy and Scooby: Got it.
(Fred, Daphne and Velma go to the Mystery Machine, Velma's cell phone rings, the call is from Mr. E)
Velma: (answers the phone in secret) Mr. E.
Ricky: I thought you were the smart one, Velma, but you're making mistakes.
Velma: I'm smart enough to trust my friends. Mystery Incorporated is a team. That's why I gave Fred the piece of Planispheric Disk.
(Next scene in Destroido)
Ricky: A team without Hot Dog Water? That was wrong move number 2. Maybe I misjudged you, Velma.
(Next scene on the outskirts of the Norville house)
Ricky: Maybe you don't want to save your friends. (Velma is annoyed) Maybe you don't want to save Crystal Cove. Maybe you-- (Velma hangs up her cell phone)
Fred: Who was that?
Velma: Wrong number. (enters the Mystery Machine)
(In the dream world, Scooby, Shaggy and Sheriff Stone appeared)
Scooby: Where are we?
Sheriff Stone: The lair of the Dreamweaver. It's exactly the way I designed it.
Shaggy: Next time, design something less scary.
Scooby: And put in a snack bar.
(Sheriff Stone, Shaggy and Scooby walk)
Sheriff Stone: I remember the layout perfectly.
(Shaggy whimpers)
(Sheriff Stone, Shaggy and Scooby start running trying to find the exit)
Sheriff Stone: There's the exit.
(The Dreamweaver arrives in front of Sheriff Stone, Shaggy and Scooby)
Dreamweaver: Welcome back, Bronson. Time to cast you into the abyss. (laughs)
Shaggy: Like, run!
(Sheriff Stone, Shaggy and Scooby run to the other side)
Dreamweaver: (appears on the other side) Polymorph! (uses the orb to attack Shaggy and transform into a rabbit) (Sheriff Stone, Scooby and rabbit Shaggy run to the other side and the Dreamweaver appears) Flesh of stone! (uses the orb to attack Sheriff Stone and transform into a stone) (Scooby screams and runs to the other side trying to escape the Dreamweaver) Crashing tide! (uses the orb to raise the wave and crush Scooby)
Scooby: Uh-oh!
(The dream world is interrupted as Sheriff Stone, Shaggy and Scooby woke up wet from bucket of water, thrown by Fred)
Fred: Way to go on keeping Sheriff Stone awake, guys.
Shaggy: We just met the Dreamweaver. He is one scary dude.
Velma: Sheriff, do you have your Dreamweaver drawing with you?
Sheriff Stone: It's right here with my character sheets and dice. A CNC player is always ready to play.
Scooby: Hmm?
Shaggy: Wait a minute. Hey, Scooby-Doo, which hand did the Dreamweaver juggle his orb with?
Scooby: Uh, his right. No, l--left.
Shaggy: Sorry, Sheriff. It seems you're not quite the cryptmaster you thought. The Dreamweaver holds his orb in his off hand, not his main.
Fred: Uh, in non-nerdspeak?
Daphne: It means this Dreamweaver is a righty, but ours is a lefty.
Velma: Sheriff, it's time to face your fears one more time.
(In the dream world, Sheriff Stone runs trying to escape from the Dreamweaver)
Dreamweaver: (laughing) Rain of fire! (uses the orb to trap Sheriff Stone with the wall of fire) I've waited for this for a long, long time. Game over, Bronson.
Sheriff Stone: Time for some magic of my own. (unmasks himself revealing to be Fred)
Fred: Confess, Dreamweaver.
(The Dreamweaver starts panicking, Fred unmasks himself revealing to be Shaggy)
Shaggy: Like, confess.
Dreamweaver: (scared) What?
(Shaggy unmasks himself revealing to be Daphne)
Daphne: Confess!
Dreamweaver: Aah!
(Daphne walks and unmasks herself revealing to be Velma, Dreamweaver walks backwards scared)
Velma: Confess!
(Velma unmasks herself revealing to be Scooby)
Scooby: Confess!
(Dreamweaver falls down scared, throws the purple orb, the orb is broken)
(Dream world ends)
Horbert: (wakes up in the bed) I confess! I did it! I did it! I'M THE DREAMWEAVER!
(The gang with Sheriff Stone, Francilee and Melvin appeared)
Fred: (with the dream machine helmet on his head) Busted.
Horbert: How--how did you know?
Velma: In all the dreams, the Dreamweaver held his orb in his left hand. But when we looked at everybody else, guess what? They're all righties. You're the only lefty in the bunch.
Daphne: This type of light bulb is used to stimulate them sleep. You used them to create this: a dream machine, which allowed you to project yourself into another person's dreams and manipulate them.
Fred: It cost you millions of dollars, which you loaned yourself from your own bank. Then you drove your car into your bank, blowing it up to cover your tracks.
Shaggy: Like, the only thing we don't know is why.
Horbert: (to Sheriff Stone, Francilee and Melvin) It was all your fault!
Sheriff Stone, Francilee and Melvin: (annoyed) Huh?
(In the flashback, the young Sheriff Stone, Francilee Jackson, Melvin Keisterbaum and Horbert Feist were playing Crypts and Creatures)
Young Bronson Stone: Horbert, the Dreamweaver raises his orb, ready to cast his smiting spell. Make a saving throw.
(Young Horbert throws the dice to reach the highest number)
Young Horbert: Whoo-hoo!
(The dice moved to the lowest number, Young Bronson Stone, Francilee, Melvin and Horbert are surprised)
Young Bronson Stone: The Dreamweaver laughs as he casts your broken, lifeless elven body into the eternal abyss.
Young Horbert: (shocked) NOOOOO!
(Flashback ends)
Horbert: I loved that elf, (sobs) I LOVED HIM MORE THAN MY OWN CHILDREN!? (annoyed) (to Sheriff Stone, Francilee and Melvin) And you took him away from me. You were all part of it! So I vowed to take away the things you all loved. (to the gang) And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it weren't for you--you ROLE-PLAYING NERDS!
(Sheriff Stone handcuffs Horbert and takes him into custody)
Mrs. Feist: Horbert, what are these people doing in our bedroom?
Horbert: Go back to sleep, dear.
(The gang walks toward the Jones mansion)
Shaggy: Like, man, I really feel Mr. Feist's pain. Losing your CNC character is... intense.
Scooby: It's OK, Shagdolf. It's OK.
(The gang looks at the open front door)
Velma: Fred, you left the door wide open.
(The gang arrives at the house, the living room is clean)
