Whoa. Oh.
[dinging]
[snoring]
[groaning]
[sighing]
All better now.
Oh, sorry to disturb your sacred snoring ritual,
but I have traveled a long way
from the kitchen of the Krusty Krab
- just to get- - Say no more.
Guru Greasetrap already knows why SpongeBob is here.
We have just what you need, melon ballers,
spaghetti spoons, egg timers.
And there's also a special on this giant banana hanger.
What do you say?
[chuckles] This is all really nice,
but I just need to get my beloved spatula fixed.
Can you reforge it?
Oh, please tell me we can save her Mr. Greasetrap.
Oh, is that all?
Sure. It'll just take a few minutes.
Just let the old man grab his old hammer and anvil.
Oh, let me get it for ya.
No, wait!
[screaming]
Don't worry, I'll get you outta there.
[grunting]
Greasetrap can not reforge your spatula
until my hands have healed up.
But your true spatula is inside you.
[gasping]
[sighing]
Oh.
Fine. I can teach you to reforge it.
[gasping]
Thank you, mister. Oh, thank you.
Remember, every cut is sacred.
[grunting]
[cracking]
Do not carry the wood. Let the wood carry you.
Whoa!
[groaning]
Become one with the fire.
Whoo! Huh?
Ah! I'm one with the fire!
[screaming]
Uh, master, is it time yet?
Oh, you'll never be ready.
I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.
- You know what? - What?
You're convinced me.
Greasetrap also thinks you're ready.
- Really? - Mm-hmm.
[gasping] Hear that, Spatty?
It is finally time.
[clanking]
Oh. Oh.
Huh.
You're finally back.
Finally, indeed.
Thank you from the bottom of my pants, master.
[beeping] Oh, no!
I have to find a way back to the Krusty Krab
before it's too late.
Don't worry.
Guru Greasetrap knows a shortcut.
Close your eyes.
Ooh, I love surprises.
Surprise!
[screaming]
[grunting]
[groaning]
[humming] Huh?
[screaming]
Amazing.
Huh?
[groaning]
Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
Mmm. Time's up.
The job's yours, SpongeTom.
Oh, boy. My dreams are finally coming true.
[thudding]
SpongeBob. I knew you'd be back, boyo.
And I'm not alone.
[giggling]
SpongeBob's back everybody!
Yay.
Ow.
It's our time to shine.
[screaming]
Remember your true spatula is inside you.
Oh.
[grunting]
Become one with the patties.
[grunting]
Every cut is sacred.
[grunting]
Let the patties carry you.
Yay!
Ow.
SpongeBob, that was amazing.
Thanks, Mr. Krabs.