[trumpet playing] [trumpet playing] [trumpet playing] Mister Krabs, did you see that? Plankton is retiring. I'll believes it when I sees it. Hey, ha ha! All hands on deck, SpongeBob! Aye-aye, Mr...whoa! Aw, you want to say
good-bye to Plankton, you old softy you. That'll be the day. I don't trust Plankton
as far as I throw him. That's why we're gonna
shadow that little twit and find out what he's up to. [humming] And so begins my retirement. [evil laughter] You see you, lad.
Plankton is up to no good. I bet those are all the fixings
for another evil lab. Mister Krabs, I'm gonna be sick. [giggling] Yes. Yes! You see, he's got an evil belt
to match those evil shoes. Yes! My plan is almost complete.
[evil laughter] His plan!
Did you hear that, SpongeBob? He said plan! Uh, please,
don't shake me, Mister Krabs. Oh, my pretty. You'll be my best friend
from now on. [cackling]
Retirement is mine.
Mine. Mine! [cackling] Ooh, this is it, boy-o. He's got an evil laser
death apparatus contraption ready to spring on all of us. [cackling] [buzzer dinging] [screaming] Now that I sees it,
I believes it. Hurray! I knew you'd
get it, Mister Krabs. [vomiting] Krabs! What are you doing
in my hotel room? Ugh, oh, good luck on
your retirement, Plankton. I won't give you
any more trouble. Oh, I know you won't, Krabs, because I'm at
the Krusty Krab right now stealing that formula. Oh-oh, sure.
Whatever you say, old-timer. How would you be doing that when you're all the way over
here in Dullsville, hmm? [laughing] Because I'm
a decoy look-alike robot! Gotcha! [cackling] So what'd I miss? What? In your face, Krabs. Ha! [singing a tune] Krabs? SpongeBoob? Why aren't you in Dullsville? We never left, Sheldon. The Mister Krabs and SpongeBoob
who followed the robot you to Dullsville were also robots. Gotcha. [laughing] Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! So the way I see it,
Mister Krabs and Plankton are just using us as pawns in
their dumb secret formula war. Agreed. Yeah, I mean,
who cares if that guy steals the secret
formula anyway? Grow up, that's what I say. Agreed. So you're the real
Krabs and SpongeBob. Gimme that! Ooh. [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] Ooh, cold knees. Oh, you say you got cold knees? Icy joints, Siberian patellas? What you need is
a pair of long pants. Long pants? Well, I don't think
I'm ready for long pants. Nonsense. No fella should
walk around with shiver shins. Give yourself a leg up. Join the trouser troops. Hup, hup, hup! Don't be a slacker. Wear slacks. Uh, well, I don't--uh... Okay! [blows whistle] You can see who wears
the pants in here! Is that my daddy? I wish. How is that Patty
treating you, sir? Are you an angel? No, merely a man. A man in long pants. Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Aah! Oh, my precious long pants! What's wrong, slick? You're not having trouble
with your pants, are you? Nothing like that, Mister Krabs. I just don't think
I'm maitre d' material. Yeah, you're right. You're too good for this place. [burping] As much as I'd hate to admit it,
I've outgrown the Krusty Krab. Time for me to move on. [whistling] Where is he going? A place called manhood. Eh? Congratulations,
you passed your driver's test. Wahoo! You know, I never took the driver's test
with long pants. I'll do it! There goes a real man. Let's try parallel parking. Now take it slow. A little faster. Oh! Oh! Whoa! Ugh! [groaning] Hey, I think I'm getting
the hang of this. I was gonna fail you
and send you to jail, but because of those long pants, and all the blood rushing
to my head, you pass. I finally got my
driver's license! Lock your doors. Bar your windows.
It's the end of the world! I'm sorry you can't come in. This movie is too silly for a cultivated gentleman
of your pant length. House rules. What? "Rated for those
in knee-highs only"? Oh, I hate these pants! [grunting] [grunting] [grunting] Get off! [honking] Aah! Ah, now I know I'm an adult, because I've been ripped off
by these defective pants. [crying] What's going on? How pathetic. A man in long pants crying. [sobbing] Mister Krabs, why aren't
you watching the movie? How can I watch the movie with all this blubbering
going on out here? Oh, Mister Krabs,
I'm not ready for long pants. I want my short pants back, but I can't because
these are stuck on me. Oh, for Pete's sake. Sorry about the legs, boyo. [laughing] It's okay. I'm a sponge, remember? Ha ha! Well, good! Then I want you back on
the grill tomorrow morning. And if it makes you feel
any more manly, you can do your
grilling outdoors. Sounds great! And I'll be driving to work. Wait a minute! Oh, no, you don't. Not with those short pants. [grunting] I don't know what
that was all about, but I'm glad it's over. I cannot believe I let
you talk me into this. Oh, come now, Mr. Squidward. Catering is a great way for you
to make a little extra money. And me to make a lot! [screaming] Any ideas? How's that? Perfect, now get out there
and feed the rest of those kids. They all seem so...
full of germs! Why, of course
they're full of germs. They're kids. Why do you think I'm wearing
this full-body latex covering? Okay, I'm going in. Krabby Patty? Krabby Patty? Ooh, ooh, oh,
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh. You're contaminating the food! Just pick one! [sneezing] [yelling] [groaning]
I've been infected! [vomiting] [screaming] Hey, kids, I'm a... [screaming] No, no, no! Hey, I'm not paying you
to play hide-and-seek. These children want
to be entertained. Get down here. I want a balloon animal! Uh, um. -What is it?
-A rock. Whoa! Okay, birthday boy, take
a swing at that piñata, son. Oof. [chuckling] Don't hit
nice old Mister Krabs. It's the piñata you want, son. Me money! Do I look like
a piñata to you, boy? Yes, get him! [screaming] [screaming] Higher! Go higher! Uh, don't forget to take
your shoes off before bouncing. Ow! We have to get out of here.
These children are menaces! They tore off my head. [groaning] Maybe we should make
a break for it, Mister Krabs. I want my birthday cake. Cake, cake! [screaming] Come on, men,
let's cheese it! [screaming] Making everyone's day
with my nutty butter really gives me
the warm and tinglies. In fact, demand's been so high, I scienced up a way
to increase my production. SpongeBob here scoops acorns
onto the conveyor belt. Then the tubes take them inside, where I turn them
into nutty butter. Sandy, according to
the shalmon's book, we shouldn't try to force nature
to give us more than she's able. Don't worry about
my tree, SpongeBob. Worry about the crowd of
nutty butter fans outside. We want nutty butter!
We want nutty butter! We're gonna need
a lot more acorns to feed them all. [whistling] Uh oh, Sandy's tree's
not looking so good. I don't think it can take
much more of this, Patrick. It's like Sandy said. "Something, something,
something, science." And who are we
to argue with science? Oh, no. The nuts stopped. Hold on. I got this. [grunting] [screaming] [screaming] Oh, no. Patrick, we have
to do something. Sandy'll never forgive us
if we ruin her tree. And I'll never forgive her if
she runs out of nutty butter. Please, please, no pushing. I'll make more. Remember, Sandy's
the squirrel you can count on. Whoo-hoo! Oh, no. What in the sam hill is
going on around here? -The tree got real sick.
-Don't worry. I made more nutty butter
with the rest of the nuts. You used all the nuts? Jumpin' jiminy. Time for another dose
of fertilizer. Sandy, wait. I don't think that's
what your tree needs. The boy is right. Why do you hurt your tree? A tree would never hurt you. Ouch! Dang splinters. Shalmon? Wait, you're the one who said I should feed my nuts
to the people? Indeed. But to feed so many
from a single tree... Let me share with you a story. Long ago, before fish
walked the seas, there lived in the sky one sun. [laughing] One star. Hello. And one moon. What the-- <i> During the day,</i> <i> the star would play
with the sun.</i> <i> At night, the star
would play with the moon.</i> Get away from me! <i> The star did not want
to let his friends down,</i> <i> but he alone could not keep
up with both the sun and the
moon.</i> Finally, some peace. <i> That is when
the star had an idea.</i> [grunting] Oh, no. There goes the neighborhood. <i> By creating many copies,</i> <i> the star was able to keep
the sun and moon happy,</i> <i> without wearing
himself out.</i> Do you understand
why I tell you this tale? Hello? Wake up. I didn't know there
was gonna be a test! Oh, I got so wrapped up
in not letting anyone down that I asked too
much of my tree... and my friends. Perhaps with many trees, you could continue
serving your community in a natural and
sustainable manner. I mean, pretty much anything
is better than this mess. Yeesh. Thanks, Shammy, but I'm a one-tree
kind of squirrel. I'm gonna do what I should've
done in the first place: order the ole girl some nutritious
new dirt from Texas. [humming] Well, my work here is done. It's time I return to my people. Let me offer some sage advice. You must listen to
the earth and the stars, for only they can guide you... to my stop at the corner
of Olive and Victory. Sir, stand behind
the white line, please. Typical. It never ends. Huh? You stopped
in front of the prison? Never mind! Any place is better
than in this boat with you! [groaning] [alarm ringing] What are ya waiting for?
Step on it! You must be
the new driving instructor. Student driver. That's me. I just don't take
a bad picture, do I? Uh, yeah, yeah, sure. I'm your new driving instructor. Great! Look at how
I can tune the radio. -<i> Breaking News!</i>
-Huh? <i> Notorious criminal
Sticky Fins Whiting</i> <i> has just escaped
from prison.</i> Very good radio tuning skills. Now, drive as fast as you can! Stop! SpongeBob! Come back! I can't believe I said that! Sticky Fins, where are you? I can't be that late. Follow that sponge! You ain't Sticky Fins. And you ain't a chocolate cake! Now, step on it! Yes, ma'am!
Dorsal Dan at your service! [siren wailing] [siren wailing] Crater-face! We're
being followed. Lose that tail! I thought it'd
made me look cool. Guess not. Not that tail!
The cops behind us! Drive crazy! Ohhhhhh, that I can do! Yah-ha-ha-ha! Oh, yeah! Wow! He's driving
like a psycho! Who taught him how to drive? Good baby? Waaaaaahhhhh! [screaming] You're going the wrong way!
Turn this thing around! You got it! Turning around! [screaming] Oh, you're
a great instructor! What now? Just...go with the flow. Here's your next
test. Follow me. Distracted drivers
are dangerous. I want you to distract
that salesman in the store. I don't understand how this is
gonna help with my driving. It's, uh... abstract thinking. Hey, I've heard of that! Welcome! Distract with the abstract. Hey, shapes and
noises! I love it! [honking] What's the next lesson? The nearest electronics store. Oh, you really know
how to challenge a guy. [cackling] [grunting] Ah! Get me outta here! Aww, you must be hungry. I've got some of
Gary's Snail Snacks. <i> This is the
police. Pull over!</i> Right turn! Make a right turn! Aye, aye, professor! Yes! I'm back! Thank Neptune! Don't let me out ever again! It's not safe out there! Lock me away! Forever, and ever! Huh? [screaming] Hey, a splinter! Okay, well, it's been
nice knowing you, but you have got to go. Now. Okay, out we go. Ugh, well, that kind
of hurts. Come on! Oh, that really hurts. Oh, barnacles, this hurts! [panting in pain] Conch-shelled manatees,
this is painful! [panting] [crying] Okay, you're tough,
you're smart, and you're charming, but you are still
no match for me! Look! A bald eagle
with a mustache! Okay fine, stay. But I hope you like
making Krabby Patties! [dialing] Please pick up
please pick up please pick up! -Patrick?
-Yeah? Oh, thank
goodness you're there. -I got a splinter in my thumb--
-Mm hmm. I see. Well, I'm pretty booked today,
but I think I can fit you in. -Thanks Patrick.
-No problem. You called the right person
Mr. SpongeBob. [grunting] Now, let's see
where the problem's at. Hmm. Interesting. [sniffing] Uh, Patrick? Hmm. Interesting, Patrick? [mumbling and gargling] Patrick, this isn't helping. Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize
you were a doctor. I'm not. Oh but I'm sure
you can figure it out with your 12 years
of med school. Patrick,
you didn't go to med school. -So?
-Patrick I'm sorry, I really need your help. Oh no it looks like you have
things under control. Please Patrick! I don't want to go
home early! [crying] Okay, but we play by
my rules SquareBob! Well here's your problem. But don't you worry, buddy. We're gonna make it go away. Thanks Patrick,
you're a lifesaver. [screaming] There appears to be
a little bit of swelling. This garbage compress
should help that go down. That doesn't look good, [beeping] Yeah, but my shift is over. Call me in the morning, if you can
still dial a phone. [sighs] [gasps] -What's that?
-What's what? -Behind yer back!
-You mean this? Put yer hat on, boy! Show some company pride! [chuckles]
Company pride, of course! -Uh, SpongeBob?
-Yes? Have you always had three legs? -Yes.
-Interesting. What's this about a splinter
Squidward's been telling me all about? [gasps] All right boy, let's see it. [whimpering] Come on, SpongeBob. It's just a little splinter! I mean how bad could it-- [groaning] Oh merciful Neptune! Okay, no problem, no problem. -Problem sol...
-[deflating] Phew! For a second there, I thought I was going
to have to pay you workman's compensation. What's worker's compensation? You know, when you get paid
for sitting at home. You mean, I can get paid
while I'm at home? What do ya think
"compensation" stands for? -[clattering]
-[grunts] Uh, Squidward? [banging] [grunting] Can I get my compensation now? Sorry, Squidward. Your shift ended over
two minutes ago. [groans] Now, if you just listen
to your heart, you'll be able to pick out the right pet
as soon as you see it. Hmm, too big. Too sloppy... too stupid. -Hey SpongeBob.
-Hey Patrick. -Oh, oh, what about this one?
-Are you kidding me? Algae on a rock? I want a pet, not a plant. It's no use. There's nothing for me here. Oh no, Plankton! You know, I can't say
I'm surprised. [barking] Hey there, little guy. [barking] Looks like we have a winner. Aww, so cute! What you going to call him? He looks like a Spot to me. [growling] That name provokes
a violent reaction. Spot it is! [barking] Okay Spot, today you'll learn how to be
an attack pet to guard the Chum Bucket from intruders. Now Spot, pretend I'm a burglar. Attack! [squealing and panting] You're not getting this?
Come at me! Uh-oh... losing balance! A little help? [barking] On second thought, what
do I need a guard dog for? I can't even give chum away. What I really need
is a retriever. This is your target. I want you to retrieve
the Krabby Patty. Now security is tight,
so I've devised a plan... Wait, where are you going? You're not ready! [sniffing] I'd like a large... What was that? Didn't see it, don't care. [barking] Holy plot twist! It's a Krabby Patty! It's... a miracle! Karen,
look at what Spot brought home. That's wonderful.
Spot deserves a reward. He can have anything he wants,
up to half my kingdom, uh, laboratory. I think he wants
your Krabby Patty. [panting] [screaming] No! You've been very bad amoeba! Bad amoeba! I'm afraid you'll have
to be punished. You need a time out. I'm just going to tie you up out
here until you learn to behave. Shouldn't take
more than five minutes. [whimpering] Aww!
No, no, I must be strong. [whimpering] I can't do it! Spot I'm sorry. Spot! I think it's closed
for the night. Oh, it's dark in here. I'll find a light switch. A-ha!
Nope, that's not it. A-ha!
Found the lights. Uh SpongeBob,
what was that first switch for? I don't know, I think it
unlocks the pens. I thought so because now
the animals are loose! -SpongeBob?
-Run for it? Yep. [panting] I think we lost them. SpongeBob,
before we are torn to shreds, I'd like to thank you
for helping me look for Spot. Aww, it was nothing. Hey, speaking of Spots, did you
always have a double pupil? A double what? Spot! Thank entropy, you're safe! You were hiding
on my optical cornea the whole time,
you sneaky little amoeba, you. [barking] [laughing] Aww, I'm glad you found Spot. Unfortunately,
the animals found us too. Goodbye Spot, I guess this is the end
of the road for us. [growling] [barking] Spot, no! [barking] [laughing] [growling] [growling] Wow, Spot! You saved us! I taught him
everything he knows! [barking] So, am I ready for
the beach, SpongeBob? Uh, sure. A little sunscreen,
and I'm sure you'll be fine. I'm spending the whole day at
the beach with my best friend. [groans, grunts] You're hurting me. Nothing quite like the joy
of sand castling, eh buddy? How you doing over there? Everything's dandy
in Patrick's Kingdom. Oh, a structure like that can't
protect a king and his subjects. Here, let me help you. First,
you should start all over. Whoa! What are you doing? You destroyed my castle! I'm just trying to help, buddy. I don't need any help. Here are those architectural
plans you requested. Why, thank you. Here's
a little something for you. Oh, I suppose I should just tend
to the affairs of my own realm. And I'll start by making
a queen to rule by your side. Now we're even. Alright, Patrick,
have it your way. You keep to your territory
and I'll keep to mine. This will show SpongeBob he's not the only one
who can build a castle. Let's see SpongeBob
destroy this castle! I should build a wall just in case King Pinky
gets any funny ideas. Oh sir, you built onto my side. - So? - So, you don't do that! There, that restores
the integrity of our shared border. You tyrant! You've
done it again! I'll show you what for. What for what? [screaming] Now we're even... again. OK Patrick, I can accept that. No more destruction from
this point forward, OK? OK, back to square one again. Ah-ha! I hereby propose
a non-aggression treaty to end hostilities
between our two kingdoms. Patrick, by signing
this historic armistice, you have brought
peace to our lands. May your kingdom prosper. Oh, that went well. What are you doing?
What about the treaty? This treaty ain't worth
the sand it's printed on. Oh, is that so? Well, if you think you can
take down this castle, my answer is bring it on! [laughing] [neighing] [neighing] Patrick, I'm trying to be
the nice guy here, okay? Let's call this
silly business off. No way, you started it. Fine! Have it your way. Whatever. Oh no, no no no! Ah! [cackling] [horn blowing] [yelling] Whoa! Oh hello... and goodbye. [screaming] A-ha! [screaming] Come on! How you like them apples? [screaming] [cackling] <i> Behold this idiot and beware,
for trident trouble comes.</i> -Sorry.
-Hey. <i> See?</i> Oh, the toppings
haven't been prepped! I wish this lettuce and tomato
would just cut themselves up! Let's do this! Yeah!
Cut me up good, girlfriend! Huh. I guess I did chop
the toppings up after all. 37 Krabby Patties! Fast! 37 patties?
How am I gonna flip 37 patties? Huh, has my spatula
always had three heads? No! And it is not a spatula. Get them patties out here
fast SpongeBob! Arrgh! Oh, I wish these Krabby Patties
would just serve themselves so I could keep cooking. Whoa! Yay! Yeah! Woo! Woo! Woo! Whoa, my spatula
never did that before. Krabby Patty! Krabby Patty! Huh? [laughing] [giggling] I don't know how you're doing
this, boy-o, but keep it up! Folks will pay
every cent they have to watch Krabby Patties dance!
Look at how cute they are! An ice cream geyser! [panting] Brain freeze! I can't eat it all! Ugh, I've never been more
disappointed in myself. [screaming] Oh, I like... Oh, the creamy delicious... Save us SpongeBob, save us! Oh wait. Okay, now save us! Stop, ice cream! Stop! Stop! [screaming] Oh, I just made it worse. Patrick, I've ruined everything. Oh, SpongeBob,
I wouldn't say that. Our baby! I'll never mow you again! -Take me money!
-Ow! Okay, SpongeBob,
you ruined everything. No sponge should
have this much power. We told you so. Not helping. Well, maybe I can help. I believe I have
something of yours. My spatula! Then what's this? That is my trident! Well, take your trident.
I don't want it anymore. [screaming] That wasn't me. Too long away from
its true master, the trident has run wild. What a jerk. [snickering] Sorry! Pardon me! It's stuck! [grunting] Ahh! Make it stop! [yelling] You have been
one naughty trident! [whimpering] Oh, I can't stay mad at you. Now let's see if
we can fix all of this. Give me back me money! Mow us good! You know, SpongeBob, your spatula is just as
powerful as my trident. Really? Ha! Not even close! [laughs]
But it's still pretty great. Order's up! One perfect Patty
on a pristine plate In a squeaky-clean Krusty Krab. Man, oh, man, do I love my job! Hey Mr. Krabs,
what's the good word? Well, actually, SpongeBob, There's two words,
and they're not very good. You're fired. Oh, what? -Fired?
-Well, you see, I've been doing some calculating
and, you know, crunching the old numbers,
and it turns out that I'll save a whole nickel
if I cut your salary... Hey what about me?
Can I get fired too? I'm afraid not, Squidward. -You've got seniority.
-Oh yeah. No, it's got to be you,
son, you're canned. Here's your pink slip,
I'm giving you the ax. Greetings, purveyor of
elongated sausage products. I would love to work
at your establishment. Well, you do look enthusiastic. Hmm, all right kid.
Let's see what you got. Hmm, there's something not
quite right about this food, but I'm not sure what it is. A-ha! Hey, where are those weenies? Your weenies sir. What in the name of Davy
Jones's gym shorts are these? They're Weenie Patties! What are you, some kind of nut? You've ruined my weenies! You're fired! Oh, but Mr. Krabs, why? -Mr. Who?
-I mean Mr. Weiner! Just go! Excuse me, Mr. Pizza man,
you need a fry cook? Oh boy, do I!
Can you make pizza? Eh, probably. Oh, that's amazing,
congratulations, you're hired. Cool. Well, it's no Krabby Patty, but perhaps
I'll find contentment. Hey buddy,
how's the pizza coming? Almost done, but I did
change the recipe a bit. Heh heh, no problem. A few extra toppings
never hurt anyone. Huh?
What have you done? You turned an innocent pizza
into a pizza patty! It's an abomination! Yeah. Of deliciousness. You're fired. But who will make
the Krabby Patties? Krabby Patties?
What do you think this is, the Krusty Krab? You're fired! And take your
noodle Patty with you! Oh, I'll take it, all right. I'll take it to go! Hello? Hmm. That's odd. I could've sworn
I heard a knock at the door. Mr. Weenie? Congratulations, SpongeBob,
you've been promoted. But you just fired me. That's mustard under
the bun, my boy. The important thing is, My customers love
your little sliders. Now get to work! Hey, kid.
You need help outta here? Pizza pete! Yes, please. That weiner has me
chained to the grill, And he really seems
to be relishing it. I have something to free you. Pizza sauce? Whoa! Hey! Where are you
going with my fry-cook? [screaming] [cackling] I'll take one fry-cook to go! [screaming] Get him! Stop! Unhand that sponge! It's a killer Patty! [grunting] Here, take him!
Just don't hurt me. Phew. Well, here we go again. Ah, this place is terrible! The Krusty Krab
has really gone downhill. Wait, come back! That was my last customer. SpongeBob?
Squidward, you found him! Oh, Squidward? I'm afraid so. -SpongeBob.
-Yes Squidward? You know I hate you, right? Yes, yes, I do. Well, I hate the smell
of burning Krabby Patties even more. Please come back
and be the fry cook again! Well, if it's okay with you,
Mr. Krabs? Oh laddy,
I should have never let you go. The Krusty Krab
is falling apart without you. You're rehired, boy. I bought some life insurance
for Patrick and myself and now we can never be hurt. Yeah!
To test out the life insurance, we even built a super
dangerous obstacle course across the street! We call it, "The Sushi Maker." Squidward, I think you
need this more than I. I would like to present you
with my life insurance policy. [screaming] Actually you better take two,
since you're kind of a klutz. Better take two?
Life insurance? Oh, you giblet heads!
No piece of paper can protect a person
from getting hurt! Yay! It works! You're untouchable! Oh, that was a coincidence! Driving's hard! [screaming] Yay! Life insurance! You are magically protected. -Woo hoo!
-Woo! Oh, it was just luck! Dumb luck! Look, I'll prove it.
You stand here. [groaning] Huh? Hmm? Oh. You see, Squidward?
You're immune! You can't be hurt! Yeah! You are
a cast-iron Squidward. Life insurance! Life insurance! Wow, I can't believe it, but you two sub-geniuses
were right somehow. I can't be broken.
I'm indestructible! I am shatterproof!
Watch this. What goes on, boyos? Squidward is gonna
try out The Sushi Maker. Why does he want to do that? Oh, don't worry, Mr. Krabs. He's got life insurance.
He can't be hurt. That's not how
life insurance works. It's not? Course not!
Life insurance is money the beneficiary gets
when a person dies. By the way, who gets the money? Well, let's see. No name here. Hooray! Eugene H. Krabs. Go, Squidward! Yay! Fly high! Do or die! Preferably the latter.
[chuckling] D-d-d-d-do or die? Squidward, come down!
You're not invincible! Life insurance is not
what you think! You were right!
Oh, it was just dumb luck! Now I'm yelling too! Oh, what are those ninnies
going on about now? I can't hear you!
Just shut up and watch me! Nah hey! Come back, Squidward!
Don't do this! Would you stop shaking it?! [screaming] [screaming] [groaning] No. No. No. No! [mumbling] [grunting] [groaning] [groaning] [screaming] [grunting] [screaming] [groaning] [yelling] [groaning] Hey Squidward,
guess what I learned today. Apparently a life
insurance policy doesn't protect
a person from injury. How about that? [groaning] Squidward, how did you
survive The Sushi Maker? It had to be this. Sea spider! I don't want to hear
another peep from anyone until we get to Food Con! -Peep.
-Not a peep! -Peep!
-Not. A. Peep! Peep! Peep's Cliff! [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [sighing] Mister Krabs? Blink if you're alive. Oh, thank Neptune
we're all okay. Well, at least
we have plenty of food while we're stuck out here. [burping]
It was an accident! They fell into my mouth. [screaming] Don't worry, guys! We can still win Food Con. There's one Patty left. We gotta get moving,
the judging starts tomorrow! Now since you boys
caused the accident, you'll be haulin' the trailer. Yeah! Hauling the trailer! Hey, SpongeBob, you look tired. You want me to guard
the Patty for a bit? Thanks, Patrick.
That'd be great. [snoring] Patrick, no! I can't believe
you thought I would eat it. Patrick I'm sorry I doubted you. I'm just hungry and
tired and I feel like I'm all alone doing the right
thing and I want that... -Hey! Hey!
-But I'm hungry! [groaning] [chuckling] Hey there, boyo. I've taken the liberty
of creating a safe to secure our precious Patty. Great idea, Mister Krabs! Just put it right in here. I'll even step away
while you do it. Pew, smells really bad in there. Okay, just do it already! -No!
-Enough of this. I am your boss, and I order you
to give me that Patty! No, Mister Krabs, I will not. But I will give you these. Nature patties! -Oh, boy!
-Oh, delightful! Dig in, boys! Oh, it's like eating
the inside of a lawn mower. I think mine is mostly stones. Out here we call them
forest tomatoes. Enough of this! Mister Krabs,
remember Food Con! You can't win Food Con
if you've starved to death! Now, give me that
Krabby Patty, boyo. No! I'm doing this
for your own good. I'm protecting you all
from yourselves! Well, in that case,
you leave me no choice. Get him! [screaming] [yelling and panting] Food Con! [chattering] Get him! Guys, we're here! Hungry, hungry, hungry! You don't have to eat the Patty. And I hereby award
the golden cornucopia to... Please, try
a delicious Krabby Patty! What's this? A late entry? Nature Patty! Krabby Patty! Oh this is the most complex
organic, irresistible flavor I have ever had
the pleasure of tasting! The winner is, mmm,
the Krabby Patty. Excuse me, sir.
That's not the real Krabby... Quit your chirping, boy. We won! [cheering] Oh, boy!
Aren't dentists' offices fun? [gasps] Oh, they've got
colorful, wooden beads on wires! Mm! Ah. Whoa! Look at it go! Slow down, SpongeBob! This place is scary enough without you going
crazy with the beads! [whimpering] [maniacal laughter] [whimpers] [giggles] <i> And that was The Incidentals,
with a startling number</i> <i> Called "Dramatic
Music Stings."</i> <i> Comin' up, here's
The Spookers</i> <i> with a haunting little
tune called "Ominous."</i> Patrick Star?
We're ready for you now. [ominous music] [whines] -Aw, come on, Patrick!
-No! The doctor will
fix you right up. Sit here, please. Dr. Mundane will be
right with you. Ahh! [teeth chattering] Agnes, please
turn down that radio. [music stops] I'm Dr. Beige Mundane. You must be Patrick Star. What seems to be the problem? No problem. I was just leaving. [grunts] No, Patrick! Sit! [water spraying] [blubbering] Good boy. Ow! [laughs] Let's take a look in your mouth. Open wide please. [ship horn blares] Mm-hmm. I see the problem. Your friend here
still has a baby tooth. -Ooh, I wanna see!
-[gulps] [gagging] Aw! Coochie coo! [crying] [grunts] [laughs] I still have a baby tooth? Yes, and
the pain is coming from your adult tooth trying to push
your baby tooth out of the way. [straining] [gasps] That's not right! It's the natural way of things. If you want the pain to go away, then I need
to extract the tooth. You leave my baby tooth
alone, you monster! Zoom! Patrick, come back! Oh! [panting] [barking] [panting and whimpering] [barking] [panting] [barking] Not wanted. That fixes it. [barking] [whimpers] [growling] Oh. [barking] Mipsey, Pipsey, you bad girls!
You get back on this leash. [whining] Well, you may have
called off your worms, but I'm not coming down. Patrick, they weren't mine. A likely story. [sighs] Patrick,
can I show you something? [grunting] What's that? It's a scrap book of
all my baby teeth. Heh, that was a good one. I remember every tooth. Even though they're
no longer in my mouth, I still keep the memory
of them in my heart. [laughs] I thought you
kept them in the scrapbook. Patrick, don't you think
your baby tooth wants to see all his
old friends on Tooth Island? Don't listen to him! I still have all my baby teeth,
and look at me! Ahh! [maniacal laughter] Okay, SpongeBob, we can go. [mechanical whirring, squeaking] I'm ready, Doc.
Do what you have to do. Ahh. [yanking] I'm done. That's it? That's it. Aw. Aw, you're going
under my pillow so you can go to
Tooth Island, my sweet boy. Are you tired of playing with
the old stick and a cup? Yeah. Well, say good-bye to boring,
and hello to Whirly Brains, the exciting new toy that
puts you in the driver's seat of your own mind! It's so simple.
Just flip your lid, attach the propeller, and watch your brain soar
hundreds of feet into the air as you control the action. Ahhhh. [groaning] Get your Whirly Brain today,
and free your mind! Free my mind! Free my mind! Free my mind! -I want it. I want it. I want
it. -No, I want it. -No, it's mine. -I want it. I
want it. I want it. Sorry to hear about
your TV, SpongeBob. Whirly Brains available now
at Bikini Bottom Toy Shop. Whirly Brains! Whirly Brains! Whirly Brains!
Whirly Brains! Whirly Brains! Okay, Patrick,
just let me flip your lid, so I can attach the propeller
directly to your brain. [grunting] Step one...
oh, I see what to do. [screaming] It's just me, Patrick. Oh. [sighing] Now you do me. -Boo!
-[screaming] It's time to free our minds. Whoa, Patrick. I've never seen the world
from this angle before. And the propeller
tickles my think folds. [laughing]
Hey, SpongeBob, eye bump. Eye bump! Patrick, no more
eye bumps, okay? [laughing] Brain freeze! Meow. [laughing] Hey, Patrick.
I know who we can spy on. [laughs] Ahh, the sanctity
of my bathroom, the only place in
the world where I can let it all hang out. Ahh, me. Hey, where's Squidward? I'm sure I saw him in here. Well, maybe he
fell in the toilet? I'll check. Squidward, are you in here? Did you fall in? Squidward! Stop serenading me, you sap. It's my day off. Now, go away. -[screaming]
-Found him. Yup, that's him. Hi Squidward! Aliens from Mars!
It's an invasion! Waaahhhh! [screaming] [screaming] Whoo-whoo! Whirly Brains are go! [giggling] She spit in his face.
[laughing] Mrs. Puff, we've been
dating for 16 years now, so I was sincerely
hoping that today might finally be the day that... Yes, Eugene? That I steal a little kiss? Oh, Eugene, I thought
you'd never ask. C'mere you. [farting] Oh! What a woman. Oh, Eugene. Hey! Look at
what you did to me. You better fix my nose or
you'll hear from my lawyer. Are you sure? Yeah, you'll be ugly again. Yes, I'm sure. Hmm. How to fix his nose? Why don't you turn
the bottle upside down, maybe it will shrink it. Patrick, that's brilliant! No, wait, don't. -[shrieking]
-Didn't work. Try it again! Hmm. I think
I'll just even him out. First, a bigger head. [yells] -Now his body is too small.
-Right! Too small. -Arms are too short.
-[sprays] -Legs are too short.
-[sprays] -Other arm.
-[sprays] -Feet too small.
-[sprays] -Teeth.
-[sprays] -Belly button.
-[sprays] [blows kiss] Perfect! I look horrible! [rumbling] [both grimace and cough] [both] He inked! Well, pardon my anatomy!
What's happening? [both] All right! What did you do to me?! I know, I know! Uh, made you a monster! And a giant! [both] A giant monster! I don't want to be
a giant lumbering monster! -What'll I do now?
-That's easy! Play giant lumbering
monster tag! Yeah, yeah. You chase us. And we run around
and scream like crazy! Try and catch us,
Giant Monster Squidward! [both laugh] SpongeBob! Come back here! [footsteps thundering] [screams] This is really fun! [screams] I know! We should do this... [screams] ...more often! [both scream] [screams] Monster! [cranking] [both scream] [skidding] [all] Monster! Monster! [angry yelling] Huh? [both giggle] [pants heavily] You are very good
at pretending, Squidward! Look how you're
all sweaty and angry! And you got
the whole town to play along! -[yelling]
And you got
the whole town to play along! -[yelling] -What the...? Let's skin him and
make back bacon. Scoop out his eyeballs
and use them as giant misshapen soccer balls! [all] Yeah! Good idea! Wait! Maybe he's a nice monster! Like in my storybook. [sizzling] Oh, right.
I hadn't thought of that. Well? Are you? Oh, goodness gracious, yes! Squidward is
the nicest giant of them all. Yeah, Squidward! Tell them about all those times you didn't punch me in the face! Even though
you really wanted to. D'oh! Quiet, you moron! [gasping] He hurt
the little one's feelings! Why, that's not
very nice at all! Take him down, boys! [angry yelling] [screams] [angry yelling] [grunts, groans] This oughta fix him. [laughs] OK, OK! I'm nice! Now, will you leave me alone? Oh, yeah? Then prove it! Yeah! Are you nice
enough to... um... Compliment me on
my new hair-do? Yeah, sure. Whatever! [giggles] Thank you. Let the Junior Guppies
camp out under your toenails? [snoring] Take me to the top
of Mount Humongous? Whee! Blow on my windmill? [inhales, blows] -Do my homework?
-Dust my attic? Feed my snail? [pants heavily] Wow! This giant really
is friendly after all! He taught my grandmother
how to read! He helped me start my own
blimp ride company. He helped me build a... [sneezes] [all] Bless you. Gesundheit. [all clearing throats] -What?!
-[gasping] He didn't say, "Bless you!" Get him! -[angry yelling]
-[yells] [angry yelling] -Where'd he go?!
-Is that him over there?! Uh, I'm a lamppost. Oh. Let's go check
down by the creek! We'll teach him to dip his feet! [angry yelling] [laughing] It's beautiful. And a good ice cream day
to you, sir. Yes, it's a good day
for ice cream! And what's your pleasure? Oh, I want your
bestest ice cream for my bestest buddy,
SpongeBob! Excellent choice, sir. One Heavenly Paradise
coming up. [cheering] SpongeBob won't mind if
I just take a little taste. [buzzer sounding] Aw, this coupon's out of date. Expired two years ago. Sorry, we can't honor it. No ice cream for SpongeBob? [grunting] I demand that
you honor my coupon! Temper tantrum in center aisle! I'm on it. Take my coupon! Take my coupon.
Take my coupon. Take my coupon. Ah, take my... You poor, miserable creature. I'm miserable. You wretched,
worthless, shabby... Hey, don't you think
you're being a little harsh? Not really. Look at him. Yeah. Never mind. Continue and bump it up
a little bit. Listen, buddy, there is one person who
can honor this coupon; the person who owns this store. The Ice Cream King himself. The Ice Cream King? Oh, yeah. He lives
up there in that mansion. Wow. Do you need a push? Yeah. Would you, please? Whoa. [screaming] Hello? Are you the exterminator? Ha ha!
No. I'm not the extra gator. I'm here to redeem my
coupon for a free ice cream! It's for my bestest friend,
but it's out of date. They're all out of date
because I don't know what year it is. I don't know what anything is. Are you smart or dumb? Apples? Genius! Let's see your head. I can't feel your brain. It's down here today. Mine too! High five! Secret handshake? [grunting] [grunting] Perfect! You don't know
the secret handshake either. Hey, I don't know your name. Hey, you're right! This may still be redeemable
according to the fine print. [grunting] I didn't bring my reading eyes. Try my glasses! Oh, ooh. It says "garbaldy goop." But spelled backwards is... The King's Challenge! Ooh. Ooh. Your butterscotch style
is strong, Low Fat, but it is no match
for my brownie bits! Ha, ha, ha! You'll wish your cone
was a cup when I whip you into cream! Hi-ya! [grunting] [panting] [grunting] They told me you had scoops,
but your serve is soft. I see you've studied
the ancient art of failure! Redeem my coupon! Think fast...
rainbow sprinkles! You have played
with skill and courage. I will honor your coupon. [cheering] One free ice cream cone! Everyone seems to really
like the Krabby Patty! Some people started calling
it the "SpongeBob Patty." What? That's ridiculous, it's
always been the Krabby Patty. One SpongeBob Patty, please! Huh? Maybe you should change
the name of this place from the Krusty Krab to
"SpongeBob's Place!" [laughing] Hey, that's a great idea! SpongeBob's Place!
SpongeBob's Place! [cheering] SpongeBob's Place!
SpongeBob's Place! Oh no, no, no, no, no, no!
Krusty Krab! Krusty Krab! Krusty Krab! Krusty Krab! Come on, guys!
Krusty Krab! Krusty Krab! [cheering] SpongeBob's Place!
SpongeBob's Place! Admit it, without SpongeBob,
you'd be nothing. Well, that's not true! I'm the one who made
the SpongeBob Pat I mean the Krabby Patty! <i> ♪ Let's all go
To SpongeBob's Place, ♪</i> <i> ♪ SpongeBob's Place,
SpongeBob's Place! ♪</i> Whoa! All right, Mr. Krabs,
if you think the Krusty Krab is haunted and
needs ghost-busting, I'll stay away for a while. Haunted, eh? Don't you believe in ghosts? Oh, admit it.
You're jealous of SpongeBob. Of course not! But I'll be cooking the
Krabby Patties from now on. Krabby Patties named
after me! Mr. Krabby. Ouch! [humming] <i> ♪ La la la la,
Do do do do do do do ♪</i> [humming] Okay, everybody, order up! Guess I'm used to
making Krabby Patties in mass quantities. Ooo! Ooo! How's about making some
more of those delicious patties? I drew two more
mouths on my face so I can eat three at a time! Okay, you guys.
Just make yourself comfortable. More patties on the way! [grunting] [meowing] Oh, hello, Mr. Krabs. Place your order
with Gary, please. And drop your money anywhere. I'm running out
of places to put it. I really don't
have time to count it. [groaning] Here, try one. Oh, it's delicious. Sorry, I ran out of napkins.
You'll have to use a $100 bill. You deserve your own place. [sulking] Mr. Krabs, don't go!
I need you! Ah, what do you need me for? You got everything:
a magic touch for cooking, lots of customers, money! I could use a boss. Someone to take all
the credit and all the money. Huh? Hmmm. Well, I suppose
I could do some bossing. How's a 99% for me
and 1% for you? Oh, that's more than generous! [snoring] Ahem, are you the owner
of this food establishment? Well, I do own 99 percent
of SpongeBob's Place, so I guess that's a yes. But you'll have to stand in line
if you want to place an order. Yeah, well,
I have an order for you. An order to shut down
your restaurant. It's against city health codes
to sell food in a pineapple. Say, Andy, you gotta
try these patties. They're delicious. Carl, you're eating contraband. You're not the boss of me. Uh, yeah! I totally am the boss of you! Oh, what's going on? We've been shut down. Well, it was bun
while it lasted. [laughing] You know, I've been
doing some thinking. You're a big part of this
place, boy-o, and I believe I should share the name
with you, take a gander. I don't get it, Mr. Krabs.
It looks the same. Well, climb up there!
Get a closer look. Where? Under the words, "Krusty Krab!" "The Krusty Krab..."
And "SpongeBob's Place." Oh, Mr. Krabs,
you're the best! Whoo! Ow!
