[screaming] What are you screaming about? The urchin! Mr. Krabs! What's all the ruckus? There's an urchin
in the kitchen. What are you talking about? The Krusty Krab is the standard
in fast food cleanliness. An urchin wouldn't dare step
spine in this establishment. [screaming] The grill is still on, isn't it? [screaming] [sighing] There it is!
I'll get it! Got 'em! Hold it right there! Gotcha, you prickly pest! Whoa whoa whoa! Squidward, don't let it in
the dining room! You are our last
line of defense! I'm on it. This is terrible! You should never put that
much ketchup on a Krabby Patty. [sighing] [choking] I think I'm gonna be sick. Phew, that was close. Thank goodness
no one noticed the urchin. Urchin? [screaming] [INDISCERNIBLE] -Spoon.
-Spoon. -Plankton.
-Plankton. Oh come on!
There's gotta be a better way. -Spray can.
-Spray can. [coughing] Hmm, I think our darling little
decoy still needs something. Oh brother. Now get in there Planktonella and lure that
rotten little health hazard out of me livelihood! I'm only helping you out so I can get back
to robbing you blind! Don't worry Plankton, we're
behind you 100 percent! This getup is
100 percent humiliating. Here urchin urchin urchin. Here, you dirty filth
spreading porcupine. I'm wearing lipstick here! Come on, let's go!
Uh, what was that? Look sharp Planktonella,
I think we're being watched. [gasps] Uh, hello? Psst, go on Plankton,
make with the romance! Fine!
Heh hey there, handsome. You're cute...
for a parasite. [panting] Mommy! Come on, open up! Help, get me outta here! Poor Plankton. Meh, who cares about Plankton. What about me restaurant? I heard that! Enough's enough, it's time
to end this madness! Let's put this
freak show on ice! Hey, what do you know? That seems to be
slowing them down. Better crank it
all the way down, just to be on the safe side. That ought to do it. It's beautiful! Okay, I'm ready. Here goes nothing! Hurry Squidward! We got 'em!
Whoa, got it! Phew. So where do we release them? I don't care,
as long as it's far away from the Krusty Krab! How's this Mr. Krabs? Keep going! How about now? Farther! [phone ringing] <i> Is this far enough?</i> No, farther! Hum, well that takes care
of that particular problem. This is Perch Perkins,
reporting live from Goo Lagoon, where I'm standing in front
of what appears to be some sort of gigantic, gooey bubble rising out of the water
into the water. With me is Sandy Cheeks, Ms. Cheeks as Bikini Bottoms'
resident know it all, we look to you for answers. Who what when why when? Well Perch, I won't really know anything
until I run some tests, but I can tell you
it's pretty serious. Now, if you'll excuse me,
I need to get going. Oh yes, of course. This is Perch Perkins, and
I'm soaking wet, back to you! Wow, it's so big! That there's
a Texas-size bubble! First, we'll check
its tensile strength. -Tight as a drum!
-Oh, I want to play the drum! No Patrick, don't! That thing's volatile! There's no telling what kind of
damage it'll cause if it pops! Oh fine, here. I don't need
that old stick anyways! [grunting] That ain't good. [screaming] So, Ms. Cheeks,
what's the prognosis? Well Perch,
it's my considered opinion that now would be
a good time-- Run like heck! [screaming] Well, there you have it,
this is Perch Perkins, about to be swallowed
by a giant wave. Hello down there, Krabs. Look, I brought you
a pretty balloon, and in return, you can give me
the Krabby Patty secret formula. Why in the world
would I want to do that? Because if you don't,
I'm going to pop this disgusting thing
and destroy Bikini Bottom! As you can see, I projected
the blast radius of this goo-bombic balloon,
and it's gonna cover pretty much everything in town! Oh yeah? Well, I can't see
nothing from down here. Yeah, well,
look again you dingus! won't be blackmailed! There's no way I'm giving you
my secret formula! You heard him, Bikini Bottom. It's time to kiss clean goodbye! [laughing] Hey you, yeah you!
Hold it right there, mister. Err, not again. Prepare to meet your match
you big bubble bully! Well, this is interesting. Let's see where it goes. Thank Neptune for
the Bargain Mart bulk discount. Here goes, Geronimo! Pretty slick, huh?
Get 'em! [gasps]
Uh oh. Oh boy, get 'em
you big bubble bruiser! Woo hoo, you da man! Okay, where were we? Oh yeah! There goes a real hero. He gave his life
so we could stay clean. Oh no, he's coming back! And he's headed right for us! [screaming] That's it
no more messing around. Give me that formula. or I'll destroy
this stinkin' town! But I don't wanna! You better do what he says,
or we'll tear your restaurant apart
and give it to him ourselves. Yeah! -I just washed my car!
-Yeah! Err, okay, I'll do it. Yeah! Here, I hope you choke on it. I can't believe it. After all these years,
it's mine! I'm so happy I could just
burst... this bubble, that is! [gasps] [laughing] Ready to play
with your new ball? Here it is boy! [meowing] You want it boy? [meowing] Okay, boy, go and get it! Go and get it, go and get it! Fetch! [meowing] Okay Gary, bring it back Come on Gary, bring it back! You're supposed
to bring it... back. Oh well, as long as
he's not chewing on my stuff. Gary, dinner time, Gary? Gary? Ah! Okay, that's just creepy. Gary, I think you need
to spend some time away from this ball. This isn't helping your case. Okay Gary, fun is fun. Now, give me that ball pronto! [meowing] Oh, so you've hidden it. Oh no you don't, come here! I bet I know where it is. Ugh, hairball, hairball, wallet. Darn it, I thought I lost this. And I just cancelled
my credit cards? Hairball, toothbrush. A-ha, I knew it! You'll see some time apart
will do you good. There we go,
out of sight, out of mind. I know you're upset now,
but wait until tomorrow morning. Why you probably won't even
remember that old ball. [horn blowing] Good morning, Gary. I hope you're not
still mad at me. Gary?
The ball! I will not tolerate
this disobedience Gary! Gary, I'm not playing around. You'd better show yourself
this instant. Okay get down here! Hmm. Gary, give me that ball. Come on! Get down! Whoa! Mother always said,
don't run with the broom. I'll take that! [gasps]
Gary, how could you? You are going to have
to make a choice. It's either me or the... ball. I hope you two will be very
happy together without me! Goodbye! [sobbing] [meowing] [whistling] [growling] [squeaking] [growling] And so it's come to this. No home, no best friend,
and sleeping under a bus stop! Hello little nematode. Will you be my friend? That a boy. [giggling]
That tickles! Hey, my wallet! Good thing I cancelled
those credit cards. [meowing] Gary! I mean, hey,
what are you doing here? Waiting for a bus? Oh Gary, does this mean
you've come to love me more than that chew toy? [meowing] Yippee! Look, we're closer than ever. [giggling] Sabotage! [whistling] Well, my dependable
spatula, shall we? [screaming] Wow, phase two is great!
My favorite phase so far. [laughing] [panting] No pulse! We're losing him!
Hang in there, buddy! What's all the ruckus? Clear! Clear! Pull yourself together, boy. So your spatula snapped,
go get yourself a new one! I'll never forget you. Quit that boy, it's creepy. Spatulas can't talk! And if I catch you
talking to your next one, I'll lock you up
in a padded kitchen. Feast your
absorbent eyes on this! Oh wow, this is the greatest
spatula collection on the whole sea floor! These are nothing
compared to... the majestic sizzle master! Yes, SpongeBob. I believe the sizzle master
has found its fry cook... in you! The legend of the sizzle master
has been fulfilled! And since you are
its fry cook, it will reduce
your workload tenfold! Hey, that rhymes!
Almost. Yes, a legend
has been fulfilled today. Go forth SpongeBob, wouldn't
want you to miss the lunch rush. Or as I like to call it,
phase four. Phase four? How many phases are there
in this convoluted plan? Enough, my sarcastic wife. Enough to gain
SpongeBob's trust and steal
the Krabby Patty formula right from under
his dumb yellow nose! [laughing] Now, to tune in SpongeBoob. I'm back Mr. Krabs.
Did I miss anything? You're going to be missing a job if you don't get in
that kitchen! The lunch rush is nigh! [laughing] Hey Sponge, I know a way
to double our productivity. I handle things
here at the grill, alone, while you man
the condiments, eh? Hey, that's a great idea! But, you man the condiments,
I'll take the grill. Sorry, but I don't trust anyone
with this baby but me. Drat! Hey, squid guy!
Where's my lunch? Stay back, you ravenous brutes! Orders ahoy! Wow sizzle master,
you truly are magical. We're catching up, but we've got
an empty grill here. Leave it to me, kid! Hey, what you doing, boy? My new magical talking spatula
that I got from Plankton says I need your
Krabby Patty secret formula. SpongeBob, no! I mean, it was your
talking spatula, you say? That you got from Plankton? Well, why didn't you say so? Here, give your talking
spatula this recipe. Mr. Krabs, I think
your blinker's broken. Just read it. Aye aye!
Okay sizzle master, the first ingredient
is five gallons of combustible cooking oil. Yes! Karen, begin production! One sack
coral dust, extra spicy. One bucket fire algae paste. And the final ingredient,
disulfide. Yes! Wait, how much disulfide? The whole enchilada. I had no idea that stuff
was approved for restaurant use. -Oh, it's not, Plankton.
-Krabs? There he goes again, scribbling away
in that little book. I must admit,
my curiosity is piqued. I guess I'm piqued
to peek at that book. [chuckling] Oh fun. Hey SpongeBob,
you need to make a delivery. Okey dokey! The address is on the bag. Yeah, I got it. [gasps]
It's a diary! Oh, this is gonna be good. Huh? Drud, it's locked. [grunting] Hmm, I need a hairpin. And now the diary of a moron. [laughing] [coughing] You laughing at me? What? No, no, no, no. I was just reading what
SpongeBob wrote in his diary, it's hilarious. Reading somebody else's diary,
that's terrible! Tell me more. It says here
when SpongeBob sees plaid, he has this uncontrollable urge
to cluck like a chicken! [laughing] Did somebody say plaid?
Well I'm a plaid enthusiast! I just got me new kilt today. SpongeBob,
can you come here, please? I couldn't find
that watch anywhere! All I found was this stuff. -I fell in.
-And that guy. Why do you think of
Mr. Krabs new plaid kilt? P-p-p-p-plaid? [clucking] You don't have to be
nasty about it! [clucking] Avert our eyes, Squarepants!
I have to take my break! [sighing] Oh, this is the best one yet! Get this, if I hear the Bikini
Bottom municipal anthem, I can't help but take off
all my clothes and dance around
in my underwear. [laughing] Watch this. [anthem music playing] [anthem music playing] [anthem music playing] [laughing] My diary! Squidward, how could you? [sobbing] [clucking] [sobbing] That was that
little dude's diary? That's low Squidward,
even for you. You'd better apologize. Pfft, he'll get over it. -Diary reader!
-What? You read it too! Oh sure, blame
everyone but yourself! Oh that is so you. Hi Squidward, how's it going? SpongeBob, oh thank goodness,
you have to forgive me! -What for?
-For reading your diary. Oh that, you know Squidward
everyone was so amused by it, I had it published! It's a best seller,
and I owe it all to you. Besides, you only read
my work diary. You've never even seen
my secret personal diary! Now that would've been
really embarrassing. There he is, the diary reader! Let's get him! [yelling] People, people,
stop your assault! Through my art as an author,
I have forgiven Squidward. Oh yeah, did you know he's
reading your personal diary? [laughing] Squidward, how could you? [sobbing] I don't care,
this is so worth it! [laughing] Just as the essential oils
were kicking in... Hey!
I'd appreciate some quiet! How dare you
scoot away from me, I'm scolding here! Would you two
for once act your age! [crying] Fine, act like infants
your whole life, see if I care! I'll be returning
to my grown up lifestyle. So keep it down! [yelling] [screaming] Squidward! [groaning] Hey, he's mumbling and drooling
like a little baby. Oh I don't know Patrick,
he isn't looking so good. He should probably see a doctor. Come on, let's take him
to the hospital. Hang in there buddy, we'll
have you fixed up in no time! Hmm. [babbling] So what's the prognosis doctor? Your friend
has a condition known by the medical term of
head go boom boom-itis. Not to worry, though, he should
recover normally over time. But he mustn't receive
any more blows to the head, or he may remain
this way permanently. Just care for him
as if he were your very own bouncing baby boy,
and he'll be fine. [crying] There there now,
no need to cry. [crying] Shh, shh shh shuh suh
shuh shuh shuh, everything's gonna be okay. [crying] Don't worry, he'll be settled
down in a couple of minutes. [crying] [crying] [crying] [crying] [crying] [babbling] We have to work on
your penmanship Squiddy. [babbling] My face, my face! Also my leg, but mostly my face! Hey, you gonna take
an order or what? [babbling] [crying] Squidward! Yelling at a poor,
defenseless baby! You oughta be ashamed. Listen man, I'm done
playing these baby games! Oh my Neptune! [crying] [grumbling] What in the blazes is
going on around here? Mr. Squidward!
Where are your manners? Mr. Krabs watch his head! Why don't you watch his diaper
and get it changed? Sir yes sir! -We're eating here!
-Sorry! Hey, I'm trying to walk here. Sorry! Hey, I was gonna
get ketchup there! Sorry. Okay sweetie, hold still. Oh boy! Are you out of
your ever lovin' mind? You can't change that baby out here in front of
the customers! Take him in back
where the food is prepared. [grumbling] Oh that's it, get that
poopy baby out of my restaurant! Mr. Krabs, if my poopy baby
isn't welcome here, then I'm not staying either. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! [screaming] [gasps]
Squidward! What the? Where am I?
What's going on? Oh Squidward, you're back
to your grown up self. Of course I've grown up,
why wouldn't I be? Am I wearing a diaper? Yes. Is it full? Ah! Sorry Squidward,
I was going to change you, but I got interr-- Stop! Not another word
about this... ever! Kids, they grow up so fast. -You want what?
-One order of chum please. Raw. Look, I know I'm an evil,
heartless mastermind, but no one can ingest
raw chum and survive. Oh yeah, well Charlie Mackerel,
the current record holder did! -Really?
-For thirty seconds. Well, it's your funeral. Okay Sandy, eat up. Uh SpongeBob,
I've changed my-- [screaming] [panting] [yelling] Sandy, you did it! You survived! Oh, hold on, Sandy. I know just what you need. A Krabby Patty! [coughing] I did it, I'm alive! I can't wait
to show them experts the pictures of my record
breaking feat. Oh no, I forgot my camera! What? SpongeBob, I need photographic
proof of my amazing deeds. I'll go get the camera. Well hurry up, I have
record breaking to do! [gulping] [gargling] Got it!
You okay? -Do you smell soup?
What's next? Largest rubber band ball. Woo hoo, what's next? Most cobras milked. Say cheese! Cheese! Heh, nice snake. [coughing] -Next!
-Most walnuts in mouth. Just... one... more! [yelling] -Next!
-Most chainsaws juggled. Okay shoot! Got it!
So, how do you stop? -What?
-I said how do you stop? -What?
-How do you stop? Why that's easy, I just...
stop, then run like heck! Not that way! Come on SpongeBob,
pull yourself together. We've still got a ton
of records to break. Oh yeah, you're going
to love this one. I don't know Sandy, this is getting
kind of dangerous. Come on,
you don't need your helmet, this one's outside! -Follow me!
-Oh my! There it is, the world's
largest house of cards. That's amazing! Get in front so
I can take a picture. Nah, let's get a shot
from the top! What the-- Oh hey, it's solitaire. I love this game! [laughing] Hey, hey kick a touchdown! [screaming] What's next? Um, I think I smell
Gary's sandbox. Better go clean it... now. My stomach feels funny. Let's have a look.
SpongeBob? -Hi Sandy.
-SpongeBob, what are you doing? I'm here to save you from
from this book. I'm going to destroy it
before someone gets killed! I don't want to lose you Sandy! I don't wanna lose you! Oh don't be silly SpongeBob,
I'm done with that book. I beat every record in here. In fact, I have invited the
author to verify my evidence. Thank you. Mmm, yes, oh my!
I see. Well then, I'm afraid
you've broken no records? Huh? This book is 30 years old. These records
were broken ages ago. You, however,
have set a brand new record. Most injuries sustained
while helping a friend. Good for you SpongeBob! Um, hooray. We got to figure out
what to do with my life. [INDISCERNIBLE] Oh I wish I was a superhero. That's it, I know what
I want to do with my life! To the changing room! [grunting] [sighing] [grunting] At last,
I have found my calling. I am Patrickman, defender
of Bikini Bottom! Mr. Squidward, what's with
all the dilly dallying? We got customers money to take! Where? Ah!
Where is everybody? Fear not, Patrickman is here! Patrick! I knew our number one customer
wouldn't let us down. Shush shush shush shush,
it's Patrickman, Mr. Krabs. Patrickman? What kind of
ridiculous name is that? Oh forget the name,
look at the ridiculous outfit! What is that, a pair of briefs? [laughing] Ooo, blaring employee laughter
in the common area? [laughing] Hey Patrick,
what's with the fancy duds? Must I explain everything? I found what I want to do
with my life. I... am... Patrickman! That is so exciting! I can't wait to tell Gary,
my parents, my grandma. Shh SpongeBob, my identity
must be kept secret. My work here is done. Patrickman's off,
the city needs my help! Oh, I almost forgot.
Can I get a Krabby Patty? Villains and criminals beware! Patrickman is here! [yelling] Good gracious! And he always finds out
who hides under the mask! Hey, man, I'd like to hold on
to my face thank you! Oh, right. Now I got you! Ouch! Let's get out of here
and never come back. What? [yelling] All right, that does it. Admit it, masked marauder! Enough, we've all had
our fill of Patrickman! But I was about to unmask
a super villain! Sure you were. What the barnacles
are you doing? Protecting Bikini Bottom
from a scoundrel! Oh dear! -Let her go Patrick!
-No way! [laughing] Wait, where'd he come from? -The dirty bubble?
-The dirty bubble? I wanted
to unmask man-ray. [laughing] Fools, you've blown my cover! Now taste my wrath! What now, Patrickman? SpongeBob,
you're looking at a superhero, so naturally I will rely
on my superpowers, and throw some stuff! [laughing] I wouldn't call that
a total miss. Take this, beast! [grunting] Ha ha, yummy sponge! You disabled me employees
and trash me restaurant, think you might go
for the bubble now? I have him
right where I want him. For the pit punch! [groaning] Ha, let's try that again,
but this time I attack! [laughing] Lunch! [cheering] Come on number 655321,
let's move it! Yeah yeah,
keep your shirt on. -Hey, Sheldon.
-SpongeBob! What in the sea shell
are you doing here? Mr. Krabs arranged for me
to work here on weekends. He wants me
to keep an eye on you. Excuse me, doesn't this count
as cruel and unusual punishment? Pipe down pipsqueak. Ooo, not bad. If I could only paint-- -Mr. Krabs!
-What is it? Plankton's breaking
out of jail tonight, and he's coming
with a bunch of criminals to steal
the Krabby Patty formula! [panting] -What do we do?
-Tonight eh? That doesn't leave me much time. This is gonna be close,
but we'll be ready for him. [whistling] Whoa there. Why are you two
out of your cells? Reggie thinks this hankey
smells like kelp berries. Oh he does, does he?
I'll be the judge of that. It's a jailbreak men! Quick, to the wall
before they escape! Run! Run! Run!
Run, run, run, run, Run! What in the name
of electrolysis? Nice try prisoners,
but don't ever penetrate a wall of living guards. Let's round up
those escaping miscreants! Oh dear, I cannot move. It appears that we have become
ensnared in our own defenses. [grunting] Oh my, heh heh, that is
a dilly of a pickle. Oh well, if you can't escape
through the back wall, I guess we'll have to leave
through the front door! Quickly, my fellow felons,
follow me to the Krusty Krab! [yelling] Oh Mr. Krabs,
they're almost here! Don't worry SpongeBob,
we're ready for him. I gave you your freedom, now bring me
the Krabby Patty formula! [cheering] Heave ho! Heave ho! Heave! [cheering] They got past me! [screaming] Me restaurant! Hehe yes, with my new gang
of vicious convicts, you're no match
for me now, Krabs. Fellow jailbirds, bring me
the Krabby Patty formula! Sorry, boss. We looked everywhere for it,
but we can't find it. Did you try looking in the safe? Oh. [grunting] Eureka! Yeah, yeah! Plankton, don't do it. Sorry Krabs.
Nothing can stop me now. Except the law. What's happening? SpongeBob warned me
you were planning a jailbreak, so it took the precaution of
hiding the entire Bikini Bottom Police force in me safe! Come along, Plankton.
It's back to jail for you. Aww, hey! Watch where you're
pointing that thing buster. What's this? Do I find myself on this dark
and scary street yet again? We'll just see
what happens this time. Hey, you! Let me give a taste, a mere
morsel of what's in store... [yelling] That one was called
washing Sandy's windows. Stay back or
you're gonna get it! I am warning you. Okay buddy, I warned you. I like to call this one
taking out Sandy's trash. [yelling] What? Ow! Ha ha ha, how do you
like them apples? [yelling] Feel my wrath! How's your uncle? [screaming] And as my finishing move,
I give you... watering Sandy's lawn. [yelling] [groaning] What was that for? I was just trying to give you
back your groceries you dropped! Uh, oh. Teddy, I found him.
He's over here. You forgot your belt, silly. [screaming] Gosh, what happened to you? This guy's been... karate'd! After all I said about
never using karate for revenge! For shame Squidward, for shame! Looks like he's not
worthy of this belt after all. Thanks for dishonoring
our trust in you Squidward. Whatever, I'm still
a karate master! Wow really, you are? -Yes I am.
-Hey watch your head. I'd never guess that. And what is that
supposed to mean? Oh, nothing,
just with the rubbery arms, and the doughyness
in the midsection-- Okay already, I get it,
what, wait a second. Am I under arrest? You sure are. And you have the right
to remain silent. [crying] Or not silent. Get ready spatchy,
time to grill up one more golden piping hot,
Krabby-- Huh?
Double dip milkshake? Gee, I haven't made
one of those in a while. Order up! One double dip milkshake! Wait! I almost forgot...
the cherry on top. There you are, sir,
a perfect double dip milkshake. -Enjoy!
-Well, it looks delightful. This thing's frozen! Barnacles, how am I
supposed to drink this? Yuck!
This shake is disgusting. Why you probably
don't even have -a license to milkshake
-A license to milkshake? Well of course, I do silly
and it doesn't expire until-- [gasps]
seven years ago! [beeping] Oh dear. Fantastic, nice and
creamy mouth feel. [beeping] Squarepants appears
to be having problems, again. Joe, please explain
where he has gone wrong? Sir yes sir!
Sir, he is attempting to use the upper control panel
to mix, sir! Every cadet knows that
these are telemetry functions and all blending controls
are on the lower panel, sir! Oh, that's right! How silly of me,
Mr. Krabs is right, milkshaking sure
has changed over the years. Very good. But how does it taste? Maybe we need
to get back to basics. Listen up, cadet Squarepants. If you want to make a shake,
you gotta know how it feels to be your shake. Behold the shake simulator! In ya go, now, march! Hup, two, three, four,
hup, two, three, four, hup! Teach this upstart a lesson,
I'm setting it to obliterate! [gasps] But sir, no one's ever
survived obliterate! Silence! He needs to learn cadet. Whoa! Whoa! Now let's see
how the boy turned out. That was fun, can I go again? [groaning] I'm afraid there are no more
milkshake licenses. -And do you know why?
-Um, the printer ran out of ink? No, you simpleton. There aren't any more
milkshake licenses because you don't get one! Why not? Hmm, let's see,
maybe it's got something to do with the fact
that you couldn't even get past step number one
of making a milkshake, filling the glass
with ice cream! No Captain Frostymug,
I can do it! Let me show you,
I just know I can! No, here let me show you. You're supposed to raise the cup
up to the spinny thing. The... the spinny thing. Boy, I can't wait to have
one of your renowned shakes Sir Frostymug. You've tried the rest,
ow prepare for the best! [screaming] Nooo! What's wrong Captain Frostymug? I haven't touched a milkshake
machine in 20 years. Neptune's thunderclap,
I'm stuck in the blender! Help! Captain Frostymug! Ah, my arm! [screaming] Don't worry sir,
I've gotcha captain! Save yourself, boy,
I'm a goner! -No, I'm not leaving you behind!
-Thanks, SpongeBob. You know, no one's ever treated this old captain
with much kindness. And in return, I'd like to
tell you a little secret. All these years, I've been able to make milkshakes
without a machine, because making milkshakes
really comes from within. Does that make sense? Not at all. If only SpongeBob
could pass his boating test, he'd be out of my life
once and for all. Unfortunately, I keep getting
reminded of the consequences if I get too angry
with the little nuisance, I can't even leave town
without violating my parole. Oh, if there was only
some way that I didn't have to live in fear.
Fear, that's the answer! SpongeBob is afraid
of the driving course, so it would stand to reason
that if he took the driving test somewhere
besides the driving course, he would... pass! Focus on the road. There is nothing but
the road, focus on the road. There is nothing but
the road, focus on the road. There is nothing but
the road, focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Hey, look at me,
I'm not crashing and stuff. Wonderful! Keep that up and I'll have
no choice but to pass you. You just repeat your mantra. Focus on the road,
the open unintimidating road. Boating within the lines,
well done. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Finally, using your
turn signal, oh check. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Roundabout navigation, check! Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Safe and steady
acceleration, check! Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the road. There is nothing but the road. Focus on the... road? What happened to the road? Calm down SpongeBob. Listen, all you have to do
is safely stop this vessel! That was a close
one Mrs. Puff, but I am back on the road
and ready to focus upon it. SpongeBob,
this isn't just any road. It's a ten lane
intertidal seaway! [INDISCERNIBLE] Stay calm SpongeBob. SpongeBob, SpongeBob? SpongeBob! -Remember your mantra!
-Right! Focus on the road,
there is nothing but-- [truck horn] I can't even see the road! [quivering] SpongeBob! Give me the wheel SpongeBob. Oh dear,
he's completely frozen up! Fiddlesticks! [screaming] Reckless drivers,
I loathe reckless drivers. Pull over SpongeBob,
and make a quick left! [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] SpongeBob, hit the brakes! Huh?
Oh, okay! [brakes screeching] Goodness gracious, there isn't a scratch
on this vessel. SpongeBob, the test is history. You, you passed! Here's your license! And I'm free, ha ha! [tires screeching] I don't think so. Is there a problem, officer? [beeping] Well, you crossed the county
line three miles back. You ma'am,
are a parole violator, which makes this
test null and void. I'll take that. [gasps] Yeah! Ha ha ha ha, woo! -Wow, whoa!
-Wow, whoa! -Wow!
-Whoa, whoa! [trumpet playing] Look out! [laughing] Someone help
that little old lady! Help yourselves, nimrods! What was that? Why those are
the drastic radicals, the number one practitioners
of extreme sports. So you want to be a drastical? Let's see what you got,
little dude. No problemo, I guess
you just hop up like this. Hey, come back! [screaming] [screaming] [laughing] Your turn, fat boy! Hey, how'd I get up here? [screaming] [screaming] Our sports are
too extreme for you dudes. Maybe we should start you two
on something easier. What games do you dudes
like to play? Oh, I know. How about a little something
called jump rope. Jump rope eh?
Demonstrate! Ready, Patrick? On your mark get set... -Jump rope!
-Extreme! Hey, who's holding
the other end? I am, of course. -Hi Patrick!
-Huh? [harmonica playing] ♪ My best friend is SpongeBob ♪ Sing it! ♪ He has a square head ♪ Yeah! ♪ I try on his clothes
While he's asleep in bed ♪ Wow huh? [panting] It's weird. My face is leaking. Your face isn't leaking. You're just sweating
from all the exercise. Exercise?!? Oh, I didn't sign up for this. Oh! Extreme! Look dudes, to be extreme
you gotta go bigger! Is fighting extreme. Fighting is totally extreme. What a clean fight. I don't want to see
any trash laying around [screaming] [screaming] We give up! Fling! That was close. Not so fast,
that's not fighting! Stand aside. I'll show you how it's done. Nooo, it's dry clean only! Avenge me! -Oh.
-Brutal. Ollie! [growling] -Oh!
-Even more brutal! Now that was extreme dudes.
