[s5e3] The Curse Of The Bronze Lamp File

"And I would have gotten away with it, too," Aris sneered as the police led him away, "if it weren't for you meddling kids and that mangy dog!"

"I should have known," Velma said. "The 'vengeance' was just a cover. Aris was using a hidden projector and a kerosene smoke machine to scare away the guards so he could swap the museum’s real treasures with bronze-plated fakes. He needed the lamp back because he’d already sold the original to a private collector and didn't have a fake ready yet." [S5E3] The Curse of the Bronze Lamp

Right on cue, the lights flickered and died. A deep, guttural moan echoed through the hall. From the darkness, a towering figure draped in bronze-colored bandages emerged, its eyes glowing with an eerie, flickering orange light. "And I would have gotten away with it,

"Now let’s see who’s really behind this 'burning vengeance,'" Daphne said, pulling back the bronze hood. "Dr. Aris!" the gang exclaimed in unison. He needed the lamp back because he’d already

"Return the lamp... or burn in the sands!" the specter roared. "Zoinks! Run, Scoob!"