Everyone knows SpongeBob wasn't tough enough to get into the Salty Spittoon.
My sensors indicate that you are indeed a weenie.
Let's take a look at the other Bikini Bottomites to see who's tough,
and who's a weenie.
[both yelling]
Forget the Chum Bucket, this is personal.
[yelling]
[both yelling]
[yelling]
No!
My name's not Rick!
Tough!
You guys are so gullible.
See? I did everything that attracts a sea bear
and nothing happened.
If sea bears really exist why didn't one show up?
Maybe it's because you're not wearing your sombrero in a goofy fashion.
Oh, pfft, sorry how silly of me.
You mean like this?
[laughing]
No, like that.
[growling]
[yelling]
[roaring]
Squidward, are you okay?
No.
Weenie!
Back up! Back up I say!
Attack.
Tally-ho!
Look at me, I'm Errol Fin!
You're falling apart, marrow brain.
You must be kidding. Back to oblivion.
Oh, ho. How's your sister?
All right, boneheads, playtime's over. Yee-hoo!
[yelling]
Wa-ha! A million dollars. I've got a million dollars!
Tough!
- Meow. - Not now, Gary.
- Meow. - I'm not in the mood, Gary.
[meowing]
Just leave me and my untied shoes alone, Gary.
[roaring]
Tough!
Felicitations, malefactors!
I am endeavoring to misappropriate the formulary
for the preparation of affordable comestibles!
Who will join me?
I don't get it.
No matter what I do I always end up being squashed by someone bigger than me.
Oh, come on. I think you're overreacting.
[crunching]
Weenie!
You owe me for leading me on like this.
Give me the Krabby Patty formula and we'll call it even.
The formula?
Is that what this whole thing was about?
No, no, not really.
I mean, not at first... I mean...
Honey bunch?
Uh-oh.
Oh, well, 'tis better to have loved and lost
than never to be loved at all!
Working.
So, you've decided to come crawling back to me, huh?
What did you say?
Nothing, dear.
[screaming]
Yeah, that's what I thought you said.
Tough!
Help! Help! Help! Help!
We got a sinker!
SpongeBob, let me take this. I haven't seen any action all day.
Action?
[groaning]
[yelling]
[heavy breathing]
Please help! Please help!
[crowd cheering]
Breathe, darn you!
[groaning]
That's the last time I read and swim. You saved my life.
Don't mention it. It's all part of the job.
Tough!
Don't worry Mrs. Puff, he'll be driving by tomorrow.
Toodle-Loo!
What have I done?
Everyone will know I let him slide through school!
I'll have to move to new city, start a new boating school with a new name!
No. Not again.
I've got to end this thing before it begins.
Tough!
Still no pickles!
See?
- Ew! - Ew!
You failed again SpongeBob LoserPants.
[laughing]
Wait a minute!
Look! He's been hiding the pickles under his tongue the whole time.
And there's the pickles from last time too.
And there's my car keys.
And... There's my ride.
[heavy breathing]
Weenie!
My leg!
[yelling]
My leg!
My leg?
My leg!
[shattering]
Weenie!
Good afternoon, sir, could we interest you in some chocolate?
Chocolate? Did you say, Chocolate?!
Yes, sir. With or without nuts?
Chocolate? Chocolate?
Chocolate! Chocolate!
Chocolate!
Tough!
Welcome to the Salty Spittoon, how tough are you?
How tough am I?
[groaning]
[yelling]
Wow.
Got any more tattoos?
Uh, that won't be necessary, go ahead.
Thanks.
See you inside, SpongeBob.