[dinging]
I never thought I'd lose my best friend.
How could I compete with geniuses?
[groaning]
Surrounded by knowledge, and no one to share it with.
No one I can call a friend.
Who's that old chap I used to run with? SpongeBob.
At least Patrick's my friend in my memories.
[crying]
The glory days. Why have we grown apart?
[dinging]
Sunsets always remind me of bowls of fruit.
What do they make you think of, Squidward?
[laughing]
Explosions. I-I mean, uh, erosion.
You know, if I were to die right now
in some sort of fiery explosion
due to the carelessness of a friend,
well, that'd just be okay.
Huh? [burping]
Wow. It feels like something
just dropped into my lower intestine.
[sniffing]
Hey, smells like cherry. Maybe grape.
Blueberry? Here it is, the sunset!
I always love to count it down. Five. You do the rest, buddy.
Four... three... t...two... o...one.
I guess we started too early. Let's start again.
Five... four... three...
[exploding]
Ooh. Why? [crying]
Well, at least I was able
to make his last few hours meaningful.
I am such a good person.
[exploding]
[dinging]
[shrieking]
[beeping]
The sign says "kitchen," but my heart says "jail."
♪ A stove is a stove No matter where you go ♪
♪ A patty is a patty ♪
♪ That's what I say ♪
♪ A grill is a grill This is surely so ♪
♪ And fries should be fries Either way ♪
♪ But this grill is not a home♪
♪ This is not the stove I know♪
♪ I would trade it all away ♪
♪ If you'd come back to stay ♪
♪ This kitchen's not the same Without you! ♪
♪ It's just a greasy spoon ♪
♪ Just a greasy spoon ♪
♪ Without you ♪
[crying]
[dinging]
Laundry? But we used to do laundry.
And, uh, SpongeBob, could we borrow some soap?
Soap? But, we used to use soap.
Do you want... fresh scent or heavy du...
Here it comes.
du... du... du... ty-y-y-y. [crying]
Gary, please come back, Gary. Please come home.
I'm a wreck without you.
I know. If you come back, there will be a no rules rule.
You can do whatever you want when you want.
If you feel like ripping up the sofa
then rip it up.
And the litter box, forget about it!
The world is your litter box.
And you don't have to wait around
for me to feed ya anymore. 24 hour fridge access
and you don't even have to use a bowl-l-l-l.
And I know how much you like my prized driftwood carving
of Squidward. Well, think of it
as your own personal scratching post
What do you think, Gary? Won't it be fun, Gary?
How pathetic.
Gary.
I'm sorry, SpongeBob, but Gary's with me now.
You had your chance, and you failed.
You have to stop living in the past.
Face it, SpongeBob, you're only hurting yourself.
It's what Gary wants. And what Gary wants is me.
Right, Gary? Huh?
He only liked me for my shorts.
No, Patrick.
He wanted the cookie in your pocket.
[meowing]
G... G... Gary?
[burping]
[meowing]
Whee! Oh, Gary, I knew you'd never leave me.
Aww. [chuckles]
Let's go for a walk, pal.
Gary. I thought what we had was special!
[dinging]
I don't know when I'll be back.
I know how busy you are.
So, uh... That's it.
Shh. He's asleep.
So... long.
[creaking]
[thudding]
I don't wanna grow up! I want cookies, and milkie.
I want a sweater with love in the stitches.
I wanna wear didies. I wanna ride in my wagon.
I wanna cuddle wuddle with Mr. Stuffykins.
I wanna rocky-rock on my seahorsey!
And I want a kissy-kissy on my boo-boo!
[crying]
Take it easy, SpongeBob.
SpongeBob.
SpongeBob!
[crying]
You don't have to be a baby to get ol' Grandma's love.
[sniffling] I don't?
Of course not.
No matter how grown-up you get,
you'll always be my little baby boo.
And remember, you can kiss your grandma
and still be an adult. Here you go.
[dinging]
[jingling]
[panting]
Here's a good spot.
Quick, hand me the tape.
Hey, they're having a sale on scented pine cones.
Patrick, this is no time for that.
[sighing]
Pine cones, pine cones, pine cones.
These pipe cleaners are simply delightful.
Old lady, quick. I'm looking for the scented pine cones.
It's an emergency.
Well, I hope you weren't looking to buy them, sonny because
Grandma already picked up all they had.
Once again, you and I are kept apart,
oh, sweet scented pine cones.
Hey, Gary.
There. [ripping]
Um. Um.
Come on, Pat. Just take these flyers and hand 'em out.
Come on, Miss Tuffsy, there's plenty more fun
to be had.
♪ Gary, now I know I was wrong♪
♪ I messed up And now you're gone ♪
♪ Gary, I'm sorry I neglected you ♪
♪ Oh, I never expected you ♪
♪ To run away and leave me Feeling this empty ♪
♪ Your meow right now Would sound like music to me ♪
♪ Please come home Cause I miss you, Gary ♪
♪ Gary, come home ♪
♪ Gary, can't you see? I was blind ♪
♪ I'll do anything To change your mind ♪
♪ Gary ♪
♪ More than a pet You're my best friend ♪
♪ Too cool to forget ♪
♪ Come back 'Cause we are family ♪
♪ And forgive me For making you wanna roam ♪
♪ And now my heart is beating Like the saddest metronome ♪
♪ Somewhere I hope You're reading ♪
♪ My latest three-word poem ♪
♪ Gary, come home ♪
I want peanuts.
Pat, no!
[screaming]
♪ Gary, come home ♪
Who is this Lisa person?
What?
[dinging]
How 'bout The Little Angler Who Got Lost?
That sounds like a very sad story.
Oh, very sad. Umm...
"There once was a little angler who was, uh, little and sad.
[whimpering]
One day the little sad angler was walking through the park.
[chuckles] Walking...
But, he was sad, because... because he was lost...
he was lost and very sad.
And then, he... he started to cry!
He cried, and he cried, and he cried even more.
And he kept crying and crying and crying and crying
and... that's right. You can do it.
[grunting]
I'm wondering if it might not be so healthy
to hold in all my tears, Squidward.
You're exactly right, SpongeBob. Let it all out.
Don't fight the feel...
Ten, nine... do it, do it, cry...
eight, seven, six, five... come on!
...four, three, two, one!
[cuckooing]
Midnight!
[sighing]
Well, SpongeBob, it looks like you won the...
[crying]
Wow, what a great show.
Well, at least we're still together,
little ones.
[vocalizing]
More popcorn, Squidward?
No, no. No, no. Please.
Don't be shy now. I made extra.
[sniffling, whimpering]
That's all right, let it out. You can cry all you want.
You're among friends here.
[crying]