- Velma Dinkley: Could you make me a rock-star, too?
- [long silence]
- Velma Dinkley: Or I could just do it myself. Good idea.
- Fred Jones: Perfect! Daphne's our Phantom bait.
- Daphne Blake: Oh, this is so exciting! Wait - *bait*?
- Sheriff Stone: All right, now let me get this straight; these T-shirts are fifty dollars each, this is cotton, right? The kind that comes from cows?
- Velma Dinkley: Sheriff, focus. The Phantom has taken Daphne!
- Sheriff Stone: Right. Any suspects?
- Scooby-Doo, Velma Dinkley, Shaggy Rogers, Luna, Dusk, Thorn: The Phantom!
- Sheriff Stone: All right, now we're getting somewhere! And by the way, what's wrong with the Jones kid? He's acting a little... *squirrely*.
- Fred Jones: I need to talk to her.
- Daphne Blake: Daphne's gone. Call me Crush.
- Fred Jones: Darn it, lady, I'm serious! Where is she?
- Daphne Blake: [groans] Fred. It's me, okay?
- Daphne Blake: Well, I guess my rockstar days are over.
- Fred Jones: Hey, for what it's worth, Daph, I thought your song was amazing.
- Daphne Blake: Really, Fred? You did?
- Fred Jones: Yeah. And if you want to break free, I'm not gonna stop you. But I'm also not gonna hide the fact that I have feelings for traps, *and* you. Call me a non-man if you want. A caring, un-guy. Whatever the street slang is. I just know that when you're in danger, for reasons I can't explain, I hurt. Does that make sense?
- Daphne Blake: If it were coming for anyone else, no. But from you, Freddie, it's crystal clear.