[music playing] [gasping] You actually did a good job,
SpongeBob. You deserve a gold star. Oh, a gold star! I have a present for you too,
Mrs. Puff. These little cuties were hiding
in your lighthouse. Oh, aren't you adorable? Oh, Mrs. Puff.
You're pretty cute, too. See you next week, Mrs. Puff. This better be good. You missed
your surprise birthday party. So I just wanted to bring you
a present and some cake cause you missed it. My birthday party?
I missed my birthday party? Yeah. See? Here's a present
and your cake. My birthday cake. Yeah. Well, let me just get
you a fork so you can eat it. Uh, let me just hold the cake
like this so I can get you a fork. Huh? I wonder why I put that fork.
Oops. That was my cake.
Where's the present? Oh, yeah. The fork. [crying] I want you to have something. No, no. Come on now, no gifts. No, no, I want you to have this.
It's me secret formula. I can't believe
you would even think- But things are different now. Honestly,
it would mean a lot to me. You... You're serious. Eugene, if I take this formula
from you now, there will always be a hint
of doubt. Come on, take it. You sure? [sighing] Life is good, Krabs. Sure is, buddy. Sure is. Yeah, baby! This is it! Yeah! Whoo!
Whoo hoo hoo! [laughing]
Yeah! I got it. I got it. My diabolical, extremely
convoluted plan worked. I should've been a politician. [laughing] I'd never give you the formula.
[laughing] Hey, SpongeBob.
I got you an ice cream. Thank you, best friend Patrick. It's your favorite,
dill pickle swirl with mustard
and extra bacon bits. Patrick,
this is your favorite ice cream. My favorite is plain vanilla. Oh, right.
Well, more ice cream for me. [laughing] A little troll told me
you two are new parents, so I just had to bring over
a little present for the baby. Hello, baby. [giggling] Oh,
I think little Chip likes you. Obviously not the brightest
diode in the box. Look, Chip,
your Uncle SpongeBob got you a little something.
It's a can of compressed air to keep your keys nice
and clean, like this. Phew. [laughing] [screaming, laughing] He's not my best friend. He was just helping me buy
a present. Who for, Sandy? No, for my real best friend,
SpongeBob SquarePants. Really? For me? What is it?
Oh. I love it. You do know me, best friend. I got a pair for me too. Oh, you're the bestest
best friend, Patrick. How do I look? Ah! How should I know,
mysterious stranger?! [screaming] Remember the time I got you
these rocket skates? Uh, no. That's because
we're making a new memory. Happy Friendiversary. [screaming] I have something for you. I've been keeping it
in my secret compartment. Sheen! Sparkle, sparkle! Wow, a golden spatula,
and it's even got my name on it. It's a gift.
A gift from a friend. Friends give each other gifts.
And tomorrow is my birthday. And you know
what I'd like more than anything in the whole wide world? A booster seat? Booster seat? Hot dog.
I mean, no. Why did you steal
my jellyfishing net? What?
I'm your best friend. You were my best friend, you no good jellyfishing net
thief! How could you think that? Because you said it! You said it was
your friend SpongeBob's! Gift. What? It's my friend SpongeBob's
gift. I made you a new net. "For SpongeBob." You made me
a new jellyfishing net? That is so thoughtful of you. What's this? A present. I made it for you
so you wouldn't feel left out when Santa came. [crying] Oh, gee I, you know, I- I- You're welcome. [crying] SpongeBob?
He made me a present? It's probably a jellyfish net,
or an old Krabby Patty. Or his favorite underpants.
Present. Ha. What?
Why, it looks like a clarinet. [sniffing] It smells like one, too. Handcrafted out of driftwood.
And it's even got my name on it. What's this? [music playing] Wow. This is the greatest gift
I have ever gotten. Money? Yeah,
you could buy things with it. Buy things? So, I spent it on a gift
for my best pal, Plankton. [screaming] Oh, that reminds me,
I got you a present. A present? What is it? It's a Confessa Bear. He's a special friend
you tell all your secrets to. Wow. Thanks, SpongeBob. I'll just leave you two alone
to get acquainted. <i> My name is Confessa Bear.</i>
Tell me all your secrets. Uh, I did something recently
I'm not proud of. I didn't mean to do it.
It just sort of happened. <i> Oh, maybe you should talk
about it.</i> Well, it involves
my best friend, SpongeBob. I don't think he knows
what happened but, <i> he would be really upset
at me if he found out.</i> <i> Tell Confessa Bear!</i> Oh, I've said too much already. <i> Tell Confessa Bear now!</i>
Now! Ah! I accidentally knocked
SpongeBob's toothbrush into the toilet,
and then I put it back on the counter
without washing it. Confessa Bear? What is it, daddy? It wouldn't be those
totally hip new flipper slippers all my friends are wearing,
would it? Everyone wants them. Uh... It might be. Whee!
Oh, you shouldn't have, yay, you shouldn't have. I mean, Dad,
you really shouldn't have! [laughing] Pearl, those are the finest
fishin' boots available! Dad, you ruined me! [crying] But I got them for a bargain! [screaming, crying] I couldn't afford
a present this year, so I got you this box. That's what I got you. Isn't there anything on
that isn't about boxes?! Hi-yah! Hi-yah! Yah!
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah! Yah! Ta-da! A gift in your likeness. Cause you're so sweet.
Get it? Cause pineapples are sweet
and you are sweet also, as well. Get it? [laughing] Squidward, in honor
of employee brotherhood, I present to you a gift. Ta-da. I heart you. Try it on, Mr. Squidward. It's got you written
all over it. [laughing] I wasn't sure how big
to make the hole for the head, so I used a watermelon for size. Do you love it? It's a little itchy.
What's this thing made of? Eyelashes. How about I give you a present? Oh, boy, I hope it's cookies. All right, another hat. No, Patrick, it's a sweater. Huh? With love in every stitch. No. Don't I get a present, grandma? Oh, I almost forgot.
Here's some office supplies. I didn't wrap them.
I knew you wouldn't mind. [snoring] Hey, Uncle SpongeBob. Heh? Open your eyes.
You're just going to love... our sandy surprise. It's our gift to you. Well, isn't that sweet? And it won't wash away. Cause it's made of concrete. Concrete? What? Good structural integrity,
girls, but, a little tight. So sorry, Uncle. We made it too small. But we'll get you out... With this wrecking ball! A wrecking what? You got me such an amazing gift
and all I got you was... that. <i> Greetings. I am Robo 2.1,
your personal robot servant.</i> <i> I am proficient in providing
over 250,000 creature comforts.</i> <i> Would you care for a pastry?</i> [dinging] Yum. Sweet, hot and juicy.
SpongeBob, this is a great gift. Oh, thanks
for your appreciation, Patrick, but, it's no giant old used ball
of gum. Oh, don't be so hard
on yourself, SpongeBob. I love my gift. In fact,
I'll go play with it right now. Come on, Robo! <i> Coming, Master Patrick.</i> You're gonna love this, Gary.
Really love it. You ready? Ta-da! It's a playhouse
just for you. Now you're a homeowner,
just like me. Minus the mortgage payments. [sniffing] Blegh. Go on. Go right in. Oh. Don't you love it? Who lives in a playhouse
under the sea? Meow. That's right, you. Well, I'm going
to leave you alone to play. Have fun. Gary, time to come in. Gary? Gary? Gare Bear? Meow? Come on, buddy, it's late.
Time to go inside. Meow. Meow. Meow. No? You want
to spend the night in your new playhouse? Ah, that is so cute.
Where'd he get a door? Okay! Well, I'm really happy
you like my gift! Okay, well, good night. Please, lad, I'm begging you.
I'm a lonely old crustacean who's found love.
Don't let me lose her. [crying] Mr. Krabs, don't-
Don't cry, Mr. Krabs. Come on.
Okay, I'm going to get it. See? Cheer up, Mr. Krabs. Here's that washing machine
you wanted. Cheer up? How can I cheer up when you're spending
all me hard earned cash?! See, you just did it again. Lad, I can't help it if you're loose
with other people's money. Do you think
Mrs. Puff will need a dryer to go along with that? Well, Mr. Krabs, do you want
to know what I think? Arrgh! Regga flebba breeka
brecka smullen-ellen, Mr. Krabs! Yegga hegga mergin wallet!
Dimmy middy spend! Rivy flivy diva shiva
Mr. Krabs wallet! [grumbling] I didn't know SpongeBob had
such a colorful vocabulary. Actually, there's something
I'd like to say too, Mr. Krabs. I'm afraid
I just don't feel comfortable accepting all these gifts. I'd rather go Dutch,
if you don't mind. Okay. You're a very sweet man,
Mr. Krabs. Aww. S-S-San... ta. SpongeBob?
SpongeBob? SpongeBob? S-S-San... Don't do that again. I knew you'd make it, Santa. Hey, Santa,
where's your big round belly? Well, uh, that, um, is a result
of undersea pressure on my body. Where's your reindeer
and your flying machine? Uh, I loaned them
to the Easter Bunny. And what about that nose? I knew you were supposed
to have a big one, but that thing's gigantic.
[laughing] All right, I'm Santa. Santa. This is the greatest gift
you could have given me. Thank you for bringing Christmas
to Bikini Bottom. [snoring] Surprise! What? Ooh. Ah. You? What in the blue-eyed scallop
are you doing in me bedroom? We noticed how miserable
you were on your lumpy old mattress. So I suggested
we get you a new one. I thought it was your idea. So where's me old mattress,
then? Don't worry, Mr. Krabs. I took care of that personally,
too. I had it hauled away
to the dump. All my money was
in that mattress! What? Haven't you ever heard
of a bank?! No! [groaning] Mr. Krabs!
[thudding] No! Hit it, boys. <i> ♪ It's all about you, girl
On your 16th birthday ♪</i> <i> ♪ Pay attention to you, girl ♪</i> <i> ♪ Everyone has to do
Just what you say ♪</i> <i> ♪ You get your very own
Spotlight tonight ♪</i> <i> ♪ 'Cause it's all about you
Yeah, it's all about Pearl ♪</i> Boy,
how much is all this costin' me? Here's the receipt. I ought to... Oh, Daddy,
you got me everything I wanted. Surprise! To the greatest teacher ever. Thank you, Mrs. Puff. I know I speak for everyone
when I say that we consider you a member
of the SquarePants family. [kissing] I think you've made your point,
dear. [clearing throat] Mrs. Puff, we were starting to think SpongeBob was
never going to get his license. But you never gave up on him.
You never quit. You never took the easy way out. Well, I, uh... Okay. We wanted
to make sure Mrs. Puff, the greatest driving teacher
in the world, was here to see this. See what? Ta-da! I am ready. A brand new boatmobile! For me? Oh.
[thudding] And there's nothing to ever,
ever be scared of. [screaming] "From your biggest fan."
I have a fan? Surprise!
[chuckles] It's Patchy the Pirate.
Happy birthday, SpongeBob. Thank you, Patchy. [laughing] Guess I didn't really think
this head in a box thing through all the way. I don't really know
what to do now. Well, I still haven't gotten
my birthday song. Well, you'll get it now. <i> ♪ Oh, who's having a birthday
Under the sea? ♪</i> <i> ♪ Me! Me! Me! Me! ♪</i> <i> ♪ With presents and cake
And Caller ID ♪</i> <i> ♪ SpongeBob SquarePants ♪</i> <i> ♪ Would you like to send him
A nice birthday wish? ♪</i> <i> ♪ Yes, we would ♪</i> Oh, gummy, what a beautiful centerpiece
you make, with your dirty sock
and used toothbrush, flies and moldy pizza. [sniffing] Get hold of yourself, SpongeBob. It's not so bad. After all,
it is a gift from Patrick. You're not Patrick. [screaming] [growling] Yeehaw!
Get along, little jellyfish. Gallop, you scallops! Yeah! Sandy's here! Whoo!
Look, Patrick, it's here! It's here! The best Valentine
in the whole wide world is right behind you. Sure it is. I'm telling you,
it's right there. Turn around. - Uh-uh.
- Patrick, just turn around. Turn around! Hey, nincompoop, turn around! You must think I'm pretty dumb,
huh? Yes! Turn around! No. Turn around! Turn around! Nuh-uh.
I'm going to say this once, and I'm not going
to say it again, so pay attention. I am not, I repeat,
not going to turn around for any reason, ever. Howdy, Patrick. Hi, Sandy.
[gasping] [mumbling] Happy Valentine's Day, Patrick. Yay! Yay! My valentine! Hey, is this solid chocolate? Patrick, no! Oh, SpongeBob, you didn't have
to get me anything.
