[whimpering] I've lost it.
I can't tell what's real anymore.
[whimpering]
[screaming]
Boo! I'm a haunted tablecloth!
[screaming]
[laughing]
[creepy music playing]
Not creepy nursery rhyme music!
[creaking]
Dada!
[screaming]
Thank you, Daddy!
[screaming]
The Krusty Krab? How did I wind up here?
I don't think I want to go in.
[gasping]
This newspaper is dated 60 years into the future.
I can't look! I'm afraid to see.
Please, no.
[gasping]
May I help you, young man?
[screaming]
[groaning]
Squidward, if you want to buy some black lemonade,
you'll have to get in the back of the line.
Yeah, wait your turn like everybody else.
What? Black lemonade?
You've been selling this as a refreshment?
Yes!
Hey, come on, buddy. No cutting. We've been waiting here all day.
Think they can just walk right up!
You mean you people actually drink this?
[murmurs in agreement]
Huh? Huh? Huh!
What if I told you you can buy black lemonade
straight from the source?
Source? We love the source!
[murmuring in agreement]
Whoa!
[humming]
Uh, okay. So where's our black lemonade?
Yes, of course. Coming right up.
Huh?
[chuckles] Don't worry. I'll━I'll make some more.
I just need a little recovery time.
[groaning]
Say, uh, buddy, you all right?
[chuckles] I'm fine!
Well, then, make with my black lemonade!
Uh, can somebody please scare me?
Oh, I'll do better than that, jack!
[screaming]
[customers moaning]
Black lemonade.
[customers groaning]
Oh... is that what black lemonade is?
[gagging]
[customers moaning]
I don't get it. I thought they wanted...
Hey, Squidward!
You'll be happy to hear
we're out of the black lemonade business.
We found something new.
Yeah, it's all yours, buddy. Homemade cookies.
[whispers] Yay.
Huh. You know, a- a homemade cookie is just the kind
of comfort food I could use right now. Thanks.
Hey, these cookies are delicious!
What's in them?
Spider eggs!
Yeah, say hello to our new partner.
Mildred, you've met Squidward.
[screaming]