Arrgh. That was the worst night I ever weathered.
At least I'll have some peace and quiet at work.
That's it, Mr. Krabs; I'm taking my vacation now.
What's wrong, Mr. Squidward?
I can't take "The world's greatest fry cook" anymore!
I'll see you in a week.
That fry cook's making me a fortune.
What could be the problem?
Hey, Mr. Krabs!
SpongeBob-Bob-Bob-Bob- Bob-Bob-ob.
[squeaking]
I... uhh, I see you're still wearing them boots.
Are you kidding? I love 'em!
Could "The world's greatest fry cook" do this?
[squeaking]
Well, I don't... uhh... I don't... uhh...
Or could he do this? [squeaking]
Or this? [squeaking]
And watch this, Mr. Krabs!
Can I take your order?
Yeah, I'll have the Krusty Special.
Thank you, sir. I will squeak when it's ready.
Could "The greatest fry cook" do that, Mr. Krabs?
I, uhh...
And look at this, Mr. Krabs.
[squeaking]
And this. [squeaking]
And this, and this, and this, and this, and this, and this,
and this, and this, and this, and this,
and this, and this, and this, and this.
[screaming]
I gotta go to my office!
[squeaking] And this, and this.
I can still hear it.
[squeaking] And this, and this, and this.
It's still coming through.
The infernal squeak!
Those boots have got to go! And I need an aspirin.
[squeaking] And this, and this.
Gary, these boots have changed my life.
I'm never taking them off.
[meowing]
Good night, Gary.
[squeaking]
[snoring]
[squeaking]
[laughing]
[squeaking, hammering]
[rooster crowing]
[sighing] Quiet money.
[sniffing]
Silence and money.
Mr. Krabs.
What is it, my boy?
Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'm sorry! Sorry! Sorry! I'm sorry!
It's okay, son.
[crying]
No, it's not okay! I lost the boots!
Your valuable boots, it's my fault, I let you down!
Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Ohh, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
Hold it, boy! It's not the end of the world.
Yes, it is!
Look, don't cry. I got some, uhh, some magic oven mitts!
They're not the same! You were right.
I wasn't ready for those blessed boots.
Poor lad.
- Excuse me? - I didn't do it!
Ohh, heh-heh, can I help ya?
Yeah, I'm ready to order.
What'll ya have?
I'll take a [squeaking].
What did you say?
I said, I'll take a [squeaking].
- Huh? - I heard his order, Mr. Krabs.
He says he wants [squeaking].
- What? - And a [squeaking].
Huh?!
[squeaking]
What? [squeaking]
Huh?
[squeaking]
What the-!?
[squeaking]
I didn't write that!
[squeaking]
Who said that? Huh?!
[squeaking]
What?!
[squeaking]
Could "The world's greatest fry cook" do this?
And this, and this, and this, and this, and this, and this...
Stop it! Stop it!
Oh, oh, don't you hear it?!
Yes, I did it! I did it! I took the boots!
They're here! Under the floorboard!
[sobbing] Oh, please! Make it stop!
It's the squeaking of the hideous boots!
[sobbing] I'm sorry!
But I can't take the infernal squeakin' no more!
[squeaking]
[belching] The deed is done.
Umm, why did you eat my boots, Mr. Krabs?
Because, lad, you didn't need 'em.
It's not the boots, it's the boot-ee.
Uh, uh, I mean, the person in the boots.