Maybe Squishy Boy is more skilled
than I first thought.
The only way to truly know is to test him myself.
Hah!
[growling]
Hey, waiter, an empty plate?
Hah-!
Oh! I forgot the fries!
Now, I see you are a skilled opponent
with a cold-blooded heart of a warrior.
Oh. You little Krabby Patties are so cute.
Hmm? Something's not right here.
[sniffing] It's the onions,
they've gone bad.
He's on the offensive!
Time for you to end this.
That's showing 'em, SpongeBob.
You gonna give him a belt, Fuzzy,
or have you not had enough yet?
You brought me to the dance, but the universe is cutting in.
Huh?
Okay, looking good.
Sponge-Man, smell the vibrations!
Make the fries! I almost forgot!
More Patties!
Grilling them now!
Your fries, sir!
Hah! Hi-yah!
And your fries, sir! Ketchup? Oops!
Got it! [gasping]
Fuzzy!
Oh no!
Sensei Fuzzy! Are you okay?
I was wrong about you, SpongeBob.
You have bested Fuzzy.
I guess the coast is clear.
Yeah, shopping's weird.
You ever go into the seafood aisle
and say, "Who eats this stuff?"
[laughing]
I love this show!
Me too. [shrieking]
[grunting]
Uh, just a second.
Safety first. And now, spin technique!
Double overhand squirrel knot.
I'm gonna get ya tomorrow, SpongeBob.
That'll be the day!
Whoop. Whoop. Whoop. Whoop. Whoop. Whoop. Whoop.
[humming]
[chiming]
- Hello. - Hi-yah. Hi-yah. Hi-yah.
Nice try, SpongeBrain.
Hah!
[chuckles] Silly me.
Hey, Sandy, have you ever heard the one about the squirrel
and the tin cans?
I don't think so.
Well, it goes like this.
Oh, wait, I forgot the punchline.
Oh, yeah.
[laughing] That's a good one, isn't it?!
What a beautiful day.
Beautiful sky, beautiful plants. Hi, plants.
Beautiful... pile of cans?
Mm-mm. Sandy, that is your worst disguise yet.
No, it's not, SpongeBob, this is.
Now prepare for a long, merciless whooping.
Mm-mm, my favorite.
[groaning]
[laughing]
By the powers of naughtiness, I command this particular drop
of hot sauce to be really, really hot.
[gasping] Sandy, wait. Victory is yours.
I knew you'd come to your senses, SpongeBob.
Whoa- Hi-yah!
Curses!
SpongeBob?
Ha. Ha ha ha.
You can not pass unless you defeat me,
The Tickler and my iron-finger style.
Ha ha.
Ha ha. Look.
Huh?
[laughing]
Prepare for the tickling of your life.
Taste these.
Oh, no! Jelly filled doughnuts?
How did you know they were my weakness?
No one can get resist jelly filled.
Hi-yah! Hi-yah!
Hi-yah!
Sticky around. I'll be back with the glaze.
I could use a wet nap.
All right, who's next?
Halt. No one advances past me, Lipp Cervas,
and my power-flexi dynamo-lip thruster style.
Yah!
Dance, squirrel, dance.
[laughing]
Advanced hair-dryer style!
[laughing]
What do you expect to do with that?
Oh, no! Not chapped lips, oh!
[cracking]
That's enough lip out of you.
No one has ever made it to the lair of Filthy Phil.
No one passes except me.
Now, feel the steam of my horrible body odor.
[grunting]
[dinging]
Ha-ha, Phil! Your foul stench can't permeate
my fresh-air dome.
Fresh-air dome?
Man, I really do stink.
[grunting]
You are one impressive squirrel. You even made a costume change.
Release SpongeBob!
Never.
[grunting]
[beeping]
[chanting]
Yah!
I won't give in to your timeshare vacation scam!
Then give into my fists.
[grunting]
Hah!
[roaring]
[growling]
[screaming]
You're in the soup now, Udon!