[gasps]
Mr. Krabs! [sniffing] I don't smell his pulse. [gasps]
What's that? [groaning] Is somebody there? [whimpering] Don't look at me! - Mr. Krabs?
- Leave me be! You're alive! And... naked. [crying]
It's true. I've molted. What's "molted"? It's when a crab gets too fat. Uh, oh, well,
outgrows his shell. - It falls off.
- Wow. [teeth chattering] Ah, ah! On, another bad dream. [screaming] Mr. Krabs? Meow. Oh. Sorry, Gary,
I'm not used to your new shell. [door creaks] Meow! [cowering] SpongeBob, my boy,
I need to borrow a blanket. There you go, Mr. Krabs. Thanks, boyo. Now I'm all toasty. [sighs] I guess all's shell
that ends shell. Huh, Gary? [laughs]
That's a good one. Gary? Gary? Gary? [blowing a raspberry] [ka-ching] Oh, no, you don't! [growls] Mallet, please! All right, man, let's see
if we can, like, work out some of this tension. Why, you...!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no! [panting] Hyah! How's the cold-blooded
test going? Great!
He's in the freezer right now. SpongeBob, you moron!
Cold-blooded means your body is the same
temperature as the water around it,
not that you're actually cold! Ah! [teeth chattering] Squidward... Why? Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'm so sorry! We had to give you your physical
without you knowing, or the Krusty Krab
would've been shut down, and I'd have to get a real job! All right! Final test! Shell durability! Yah! No! No, no, no, no, no! No! [groaning] Now you see
why I don't like checkups?! [crying] Don't worry, Mr. Krabs. Yes, you failed
every test today, but Squidward and I
will whip you into shape, even if it takes
the rest of the weekend! [crying] Hey, Plankton.
What are Simmy and Tally up to? Oh, just setting up
the rest of the activities. The cotton candy machine, hot roasted peanuts, games of chance, bottles you can knock over
to win a prize, the world's most exciting
roller coaster, a deep fryer for delicacies... Delicacies? And of course,
the dunking booth! Uh... Have you seen
the calliope? [cheerful music starts playing] - Aww!
- Now look here, Plankton. Me loyal employees
would never be taken in by such a shallow display-- One side, chubby! [screaming] [yelps] Yum. [grunting] Is this backwards? Oh! No, that's not it either. You were saying, Krabs? Mr. Krabs is right, Plankton. We're having lots of fun.
Come on, Mr. Krabs. SpongeBob, would you mind
helping me with my zipper? Hey! Join us, boy! Ho-ho-ho! I can't believe
I'm allowed to lift these... really heavy... pieces of metal for free! [strained laugh] [grunting] Free...! [grunting] Oh! No! [air whistling] [screaming] [panting] [grinding] [panicking] Ah! I was saving
these for lunch, but now is as good a time
as ever to start a diet. Hmm... Yah, yah! [screaming] [grunts] Clap of thunder! Uh? Oh... Is that all you got? Hmm? Oh, no. Oh, why did I ask that question? You can go to the reunion
and pretend to be me. I get to be a navy buddy? 'Course, you'll need some time
to approximate me personality. Oh, that'll be a snap. Squidward and I have been doing
it behind your back for years. Alright, show me what you got. [clears throat]
Look at me, I'm Mr. Krabs. I love money. [chuckles]
Say, that ain't half-bad. I once won a marathon
because someone dropped a penny at the finish line. That's me! [laughs] Every night, I tuck me wallet in
and tell it a bedtime story. Goodnight, wallety. Yeah, okay, I get the point. Oh, what's that you say? Me daughter Pearl
needs an operation? I'll do it meself
and save a nickel. [imitating Mr. Krabs' laugh] [laughing] That'll do, SpongeBob. Whoo-hoo! We did it, boys! The Krusty Krab
lives to see another day! Three cheers
for a successful ruse! Let's just make it one. Hip hip, hooray! So, you said there would be
some money in this for me? [squealing] [laughing] You'll never get me money! [laughing]
