You've gone too far this time, Plankton.
You can hold me employees, try to destroy me restaurant,
but nobody messes with me thermostat.
[growling]
See, Krabs, you can't defeat me.
[laughing]
Whoo!
[laughing]
[coughing]
[groaning]
So... thirsty.
Ahh.
It's no use, we'll never find the rare desert sandwich.
I'm ready.
Alright, man, let's see if we like, work out
some of this tension.
[screaming]
How's the cold-blooded test going?
Great. He's in the freezer right now.
SpongeBob, you moron. Cold-blooded means your body is
the same temperature as the water around it,
not that you're actually cold.
Squidward, why?
Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'm so sorry.
We had to give you your physical without you knowing
or the Krusty Krab would of been shut down.
And I'd have to get a real job.
Alright, final test: shell durability.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
[babbling]
Now you see why I don't like check-ups?
[crying]
[screaming]
[buzzing]
[grunting]
Wammer bammer in the slammer!
Whoo hoo! I'm the queen of Jellyfish Fields
How's that feel, losers?
[air horn honking]
We don't like it.
I can't see or hear you for my face has been cauterized.
Ah, you guys are just out of shape.
Come on, best two outta three.
[grunting]
But you've got all the jellyfish.
And there's no more field.
[gasping]
[giggling] Did I do that?
Yes.
You did this too.
The Arctic is so cold.
[shivering]
Come on, Squidward. You're a strong artist,
you can do it. No.
[groaning]
SpongeBob?
Oh, hi, Squidward.
SpongeBob, what are you doing here?
Just getting some ice... fresh.
[laughing] Need some help? Whoa.
Here's your food.
Hey, this is cold.
Perfect.
[laughing]
Eh, we'd better get you home.
Phew.
Oh, dear.
[groaning]
[gasping] Mrs. Puff?! You've been mashed.
[sobbing]
[clearing throat]
Huh? She's alive!
I'll get it, Squidward.
[groaning]
Krusty Krab.
Now, Fred, close your eyes and repeat after me
the ancient mantra.
My feet are cold. My feet are cold.
My feet are cold.
My feet are cold. My feet are cold.
[screaming]
My butt!
My feet are cold. My feet are cold.
My feet are cold.
Ooh.
How about a campfire song?
No singing!
Squidward!
All right, all right. Somebody get me a blanket.
Hey, Squidward.
What's with the extra foot, buddy?
Huh? This isn't mine.
[screaming]
[growling]
[screaming]
[growling]
Not you again.
Ha! Slimey snow vermin! You missed!
That weren't the attack.
Huh?
Hit the deck!
[screaming]
Gary!
[screaming]
Oh, no, not again.
Why go home when I have
Grandma's down home folk remedies right here?
Grandma always said, if you might be coming down
with an illness, just stick your feet
in hot water. Or was it cold water?
Something tells me... it wasn't that either.
Of course, it wasn't hot water or cold water,
it was boiling oil.
[sizzling]
Uh-huh. I can definitely feel the medicinal qualities.
Oh, no!
SpongeBob, you sure everything's all right?
Yes, everything's fine in here.
Man, that fur really hits the spot.
No more frozen armpits.
And this highbrow goatee combo works like a charm.
This is the best idea we've ever had.
You said it.
I'm ready for the longest, coldest winter ever.
Bring it on!
[birds chirping]
Spring?
[Sandy] Wow. Spring already?
[groaning]
Tartar sauce. The lock is still frozen.
[Sandy] I sure can't wait to get outside
and warm my fur.
Oh, look, it's SpongeBob and Patrick.
[shrieking]
Hey, guys.
[banjo playing]
[screaming]
[grunting]
Goodnight, Gary.
[snoring]
[beeping]
[screaming]
Whoo!
Nothing like a refreshing morning dip, huh, SpongeBob?
W-What happened to sleeping?
Well, I'll be asleep all winter. We only three days for fun.
Well, hurry now. The giant clams like to feed at this hour.
Don't pretend you don't love it.
[sighing]
Good work, man. [gasping]
I see you've read my book.
Craig Mammalton?
The tannest man on TV?
[chuckles] None other.
Craig Mammalton.
Ha! You missed me.
Whew. [gun cocking]
[mumbling]
Score one for the boys back home.
What the shrimp? Hey, what's going on here?
Whoa, that's too hot!
Whoa!
Ah, here it is.
Nothing like a sea-nut butter and jellyfish jelly sandwich
to help you get to sleep.
[snoring]
[crickets chirping]
[foghorn honking]
The fridge!
[groaning]
Win this one because I told you to.
Because you told me to!
[cheering]
Fishsticks! Get your fishsticks here!
Ah, observe the majesty of the mighty iceberg.
This frozen giant normally foud floating in polar regions
can sometimes stray into warmer waters
causing dramatic changes in climate
for tropical undersea life.
Yes, it seems Old Man Winter paid us a visit
late last night, and he brought with him
not a pillow or a sheet, but a blanket,
a blanket of snow
Yes, from jellyfish fields
to residential abodes to bustling downtown,
it's nothing but the white stuff.
Whoopee!
And local residents are taking notice.
15 seconds, give or take a few minutes.
No, Patrick! 15 seconds exactly. It's really important-
It's working!
[gasping] Okay, Patrick, I'm done.
Patrick? Patrick? Patrick, are you there?
Patrick?
What? Did somebody say something?
[giggling] Hey there.
Is that tan for us?
What?
Uh, Patrick? It's time for me to get out.
[giggling]
Oh, do you really have to go, Patrick?
'Fraid so. Bye, girls.
Bye, Pat.
Oh, he's so leathery.
[yawning]
Well, Patrick, how do I look?
[shrieking]
Nothing like a fresh, frozen Krabby Patty
with extra freezer burned flavor.
Squidward, the grill is on.
Oh, really? And do you think I don't know
that this grill is- [screaming]
I've gotta do something.
Okay, Squidward, this should help.
[shrieking]
Don't worry, Squidward, I'll catch you.
[screaming]
Uh, I can fix this.
[screaming]
This time I got ya.
[gasping]
Being a jellyfish sure is fun.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
Hey, ooh, I'm itchy.
Itchy, why am I so itchy?
[screaming] Poison sea urchins!
Oh! Ow! Itch! Ow! Ow! Ooh! Ow! Ow! Itch! Itch! Ow!
Oh! Ow! Ow! Ow! Itch! Itch! Itch! Itch! Itch! Itch!
[snoring]
[screaming]
Burning! [screaming]
Squidward! Oh, Squidward! Squidward!
Well, he's not here.
I'll bet that eager beaver's already down at Jellyfish Field.
Aha, they're finally gone.
What the-? Locked? Oh, no.
Oh, well, uh, someone will realize I'm gone
and come looking for me. I'll be out of here in no time.
[beeping]
Holy Krabby Patties, a frozen cephalopod.
[screaming]
Wake up, boy, you're burning me money!
[shrieking]
Mr. Krabs, what do we do?
Here, use this.
Oh!
[imitating siren noises]
Hooray!