This be the legendary prophecy?
[laughing]
Oh, that be-eth rich.
'Twould almost insult me were it not so funny.
Planktonamor, thou art cocky
and overly confident with thyself.
Trusteth in me, Karen. I doth knowest what I am doing.
That's me! Dead Eye Plankton!
Who?
We just sang a whole song about him!
Well, what are y'all looking at?!
[mumbling]
Aw, again?
Get up you two! I'm here for my... money, Krabs.
How about a little more, Plankton?
Or has this old granny had enough for one night?
Oh, Grandma, you know
I always have more pudding for you!
Oh, that looks simply delightful!
You once told me that this was your favorite flavor
growing up as a child.
Ration?
Uh, no, chocolate. Open up!
[creaking]
You can let go of the spoon now, Grandma.
There. Oop, looks like you've got a little
on your face. Here, let me. There you are.
There you are, darling.
Oh, Plankton. You always were my favorite granddaughter!
They're here!
Welcome, brethren. Uh.
Hey, look er'body! It's cousin Plankton!
[everyone] Yeehaw!
I've been away from home longer than I thought.
Well, howdy, cousin!
Uh.
It's me, Clem.
'A course you remember Zeke, Rufus, Jeke, Billy Bob,
Billy Jim, Billy Billy Bo Willy Banana Fana Fo Filly, Toad,
Enis, Julio, Fletcher McGee, Rainchild, Zeke Junior--
Alright! I get it!
I'd like you to meet my computer wife, Karen.
Golly, she sure is purdy, Sheldon.
- Sheldon?! - Yes, that's my first name.
This is no ghost. This is... Plankton! Stealing me booty!
Hear me, Krabs!
When I discover your formula for Krabby Patties,
I'll run you out of business! I went to college!
Hey! Let me go!
Oh, I'll let you go, squirt. On a flying saucer!
[laughing]
Back to the Chum Bucket with ya!
You'll pay for this, Krabs!
Loading E.M.I.L.P.
E.M.I.L.P.? What's E.M.I.L.P.?!
Emergency Mother-In-Law Program.
Oh, no.
Plankton, what have you done to my daughter?!
You made her cry! You know, she could have been with an ATM!
Someone with money! But she chose you!
I don't know why!
Ah, ha.
[cooing and laughing]
Oh, Planky-Poo, look how cute our baby is!
Oh, please, that thing isn't even
a graphing calculator. Weak.
Oh, come on. How can you look
at our baby's itty wittle keyboard
and say he's not the cutest? I have the perfect name for him.
Well, don't you wanna know the name?
Not really.
It's Chip. He's named after my grandfather. Oh.
[crying and groaning]
Great, here we go with the crying!
Will you please hush that thing up?!
Oh, what is the matter?
[crying and groaning]
[cooing]
...you go. All better.
Wow, how did you do that so fast?
Simple, I just typed 4-4-4-5 in his cute little keyboard.
I don't get it.
Shhh.
[cooing & grumbling]