Eventually our moms will crash and burn,
and then we'll reclaim the Krusty Krab.
Looks like it's gonna happen sooner than later.
Look who just arrived. Bubble Bass.
Every mom's nightmare.
Bubby, you forgot your doll on the boat.
Mom! It's an action figure, not a doll!
We're doomed.
Welcome to Mama Krabs'. Right this way.
Here's your menus.
Interesting. We shall see if this new management can stand up
to my scrutiny.
I will have one of every... huh? Ow!
We'll both have the early-bird special.
Mother, I'm going to get a soda.
[humming] Hmm?
[yelping]
Mooom!
Soda straws are dangerous. You'll put your eye out.
Use this instead.
[gasping] Ooh! Ba-ba! I mean, uh, so embarrassing.
[burping]
Here you go!
- Ooh! - Two Krabby Patty casseroles.
I even cut it into bite-sized pieces.
That's just how my boy likes it.
Enjoy!
Of course that mama's boy would like it here.
Uh, guys? Look!
It seems like everyone is liking it here!
[contented chatter]
You've got some smudge.
Danke!
I don't believe it. They're a success!
Well, of course they are. Look how hard they're working.
I actually feel kind of guilty seeing them do all the work.
How pathetic. You three clearly don't know
how to appreciate the smothering embrace
of motherly love.
And what do you suggest?
Are these premises equipped with a basement?
All right, here we are.
Gentlemen, I present, the fortress of solitude
for adult children.
It's a junk-filled basement.
Oh, you see "junk." I see...
[gasping] A hangout lounge!
Correct.
Well, it's better than the shame corner.
I guess.
Down here, you can spend your time doing
whatever you want. Reading comics,
playing video games, complaining on the Internet.
Your life choices are lame, but I like the overall concept.
And with your mother upstairs, snacks are just a holler away.
Ooh, my mom loves to make snacks.
What else can you teach us,
oh wise sage of the slacker ways?
Alas, my time with you is at an end.
I have been a good boy, and my mother is taking me
for ice cream in three, two, one...
[yelping]
I'm ready for my ice cream, Mommy!
Bye, girls!
Come back soon, you hear!
Well, I guess we can give it a try.
[clearing throat] Mo-om!
[Squidward groaning] [Mr. Krabs laughing]
Mom! Nachos!
Hey, watch the fort!
- Mom! - Ma!
- Mom! - Mom!
Hey, Ma!
[snoring] Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.
I've never slept better in me life.
Last night made me feel like a kid again.
So that's what it's like to have a childhood.
Aww, you guys are the best buddies
a kid could ever have.
[stomach rumbling]
I'm hungry. Mom, breakfast!
[crickets chirping]
Guys, I think something's wrong.
Agreed, lad. We better go check.
Booyah!
[snoring]
What in tarnation? Who are all these bums?
Hey, kids!
Oh, there you are, Eugene.
Go fix me one of those Krabbity Patties
you're always going on about.
- Dad? - Dad? Oh! That's right!
Today is Bring Your Dad to Work Day.
Oh, uh, while you're up, son, could you refill my drink?
And more chips for me, kid.
Any time you're ready with that Krabbity Patty, son.
I want my mommy!