Yes, I'd like one
of your chum sticks. You're kidding, right? No, I'm serious. I want a chump stick. Eh, OK, if you insist. Oh, no.
Please don't sue me. Mm-mm! I can't believe someone
actually enjoys my chum. [laughing] This was so good, I'm going to have to
come back tomorrow. Here you go.
See you in the morning. Did you see that? I didn't even have
to threaten his life. He loved it. Here you go, sir. A king size Ultra Krabby,
Supreme with the works. Double batter fried on a stick. Thanks. - Barnacle head.
- Pardon me? You forgot your mayonnaise. Thanks. Look at them,
eating that garbage. It's disgusting. They're sickening. Hello, gentlemen, and welcome to
the Chum Bucket. Would you like seating
inside or outside? Seating for what? For the Chum Bucket,
where you can enjoy a nice helping of chump. Oh, boy.
This is so... Good... the chum is. Wait a minute, eating chum? Do people do that? No, I'm talking about
the sound of a hungry customer. He doesn't want to eat us
for being lazy. He wants to eat us
because he's hungry. Fellas, leave this to me. [sniffing] Step right up, gents. Get a delicious
chum burger right here. Big Johnny will eat anything. Have a chum burger, Johnny, sir. Go on, sir. Tell your buddies
what you think. I'm gonna try one of
Rag Boy's burgers. Here you are, sir. You are the first
to taste a Krabby Patty. Flavor! Edible! We can actually hold it down! This is the most
flavored-tastic sensation my still-developing taste buds
have every experienced! [cheering] Wait, Squidward. You can't throw out
a Krabby Patty. That is just wrong. But this one is rotten. Oh, simple Squidward... No Krabby Patty can ever
truly be rotten. Here, look. [groaning] [moaning] Oh, that looks delicious. Why don't you take another bite? [screaming] You know, this stuff
is hideously inedible. But your decor is so amazing, I can't resist
spending my money here. [screaming] Two orders of
chum nuggets, please. [screaming] That certainly is chum, and such steamy chumminess
deserves recompense. Oh, I'll take that. Eat your twisted, blackened,
money-grubbing heart out, Krabs. I'm even profiting off
your most loyal ally. I'm running out of space
for this stuff. Got an empty safe
I can borrow, Krabs? [laughing] But seriously,
this is getting really heavy. [grunting] Patrick,
isn't this place amazing? [babbling] Here's your chum nuggets, buddy, Oh, I almost forgot. Your chum kebab. Uh... I guess you don't come down here
for the food anyway. You come down here to admire the subterranean splendor
of the Chum Caverns. That and the gift shop. Oh, that's right, Patrick.
The gift shop! Where's the love? SpongeBob! What happened
to the Krabby Patties? I tried to tell them, but they wouldn't
listen to me! This is obscene. Ahh! Pee-yew! What's that awful stench? You're not boiling your
underpants again, are you? [simulated laughter] I told you to turn off
that laugh track. If you must know, I made sauce. But when I add
Patrick's DNA to it, it will become
salsa imbecilicus. Duh... Idiot sauce! [laughing] I'll serve it to Krabs,
and it will make him so dumb, he'll just give me
the secret formula. Huh? Huh? I think I prefer
the boiling underpants. [simulated laughter] It's just a little
old Krabby Patty smothered in jellyfish jelly. I call it a Krabby Patty
with jellyfish jelly. - Could I try some?
- Sure! Amazing. I've got to tell
someone about this. <i> ♪ Hey, all you people! ♪</i> <i> ♪ Hey, all you people! ♪</i> <i> ♪ Hey, all you people
Won't you listen to me? ♪</i> <i> ♪ I just had a sandwich ♪</i> <i> ♪ No ordinary sandwich ♪</i> <i> ♪ A sandwich filled
With jellyfish jelly ♪</i> <i> ♪ Hey, man,
You got to try this sandwich ♪</i> <i> ♪ It's no ordinary sandwich ♪</i> <i> ♪ It's the tastiest
Sandwich in the sea ♪</i> [scatting] <i> ♪ Yeah ♪</i> [chuckling]
Thank you. Chum on a stick! Get your fresh chum right here. Some chum for you, miss? Well, all this waiting around for someone to get mauled
is making me a bit hungry. Here, take this one. It's fresh and warm, like my hospitality. - Why, thank you.
- Just ten dollars, please. Ten dollars? Why would pay ten dollars
when I can go across the street and get a Krabby Patty
for one dollar? Exactly! You don't get this kind
of entertainment with a Krabby Patty, do you? No, I suppose not. Ten dollars
of the fight's off. Ugh. Fine, whatever. There you are. I'm sure I've made a satisfied
customer of you already. [gagging] That was appalling. What was in that? Oh, just the usual ingredients. Some jellyfish squeezings,
whale blubber, seahorse snout
and a sprinkle of anchor rust. [gagging] Oh, barnacles. That's foul. [crowd grumbling] Oh, no, and I was wrong. It looks OK. Sure is a fine looking pizza. Yeah. What's that? Is that cheese? Yeah. And the pepperoni? Yeah. Oh, looks good, huh? [slurping] Here's your
Chum Bucket Supreme. Enjoy. Patrick, my boy, you really
earned that promotion. Thanks, boss. If that imposter
wants a Krabby Patty, then by Neptune,
will give him one. You're dancing with
the Krab Man now. Join me, boy,
or you're fired. It doesn't seem right. But it feels so good. Seahorse radish, the gnarliest
stuff in the ocean. Oh, hold on. I've got a jar of
toenail clippings in my office. Oops. I dropped it
in the toilet. Well, fish it out, and I'll dry it
with me gym sock. [giggling] Why, that's the most diabolical
Krabby Patty ever spawned. I call it the Nasty Patty. [giggling] Hey, hurry up with that patty. Here you are, sir. Enjoy. Ah, hello, delicious. Come to Papa. [choking] Listen, he ate it. Oh, Look at him choke. [laughing] [choking] Look at him suffer. [laughing] [choking] Did you see that, boy? Oh, man!
That look on his face! [choking] [moaning] [snoring] Who took my blue blankie? Huh? This is the secret stuff? Doesn't look very promising. Oh, just taste it already. [sniffing] Well, the smell
doesn't make me wretch. [munching] Hey, that ain't bad at all. It's actually amazing. This is gold
in the form of a chum. Squidward, my friend, you'll be the toast
of Bikini Bottom. This recipe
is going to make you a star. A star. A star. Back for more of my
delicious chum, I see. Not this time. Huh? Not ever again. The deal's off, computer. I can't eat another bite
of that slop, no matter how much you pay me. [stuttering] I have eaten
ten of those things, and I've already had
to go to the doctor... Twice. [groaning] [groaning] Oh... If you need me, I'll be getting
my stomach pumped... Again. [groaning] I should have known. Why would anyone
ever eat my slop? Ugh, there he goes again. Cut it out, Plankton. What? It's just obvious
that I'm a complete failure, and a waste of
a lower life form. Oh, woe is me!
[crying] Quickly! Now is the time
to beat a hasty retreat. What? And miss this? I never enjoyed me-self more. This irony's pretty good stuff. [laughing]
