I can do whatever I want.
Ah!
[snoring]
This last known box of Snail Bites
sure is delicious.
H-Hey, it's empty.
Uh! That smells real [unintelli]
Oh! Uh! Eh! Uh!
♪ I'm making it clean I'm making it clean ♪
♪ I'm making it clean ♪
Did you get stuck in the pet door again?
I ain't gonna lie to you, Meredith.
I am not a happy camper.
[laughing]
[screaming] Sea spider!
Sea spider! Sea spider!
[growling]
[whimpering]
[blowing]
[whimpering]
Ah!
Hello, may I speak with SpongeBob?
Uh, uh...
Sq... uare... Pants.
Mm, speaking.
Hey, hey, you wanna hear how long I could do this for?
Patrick, where are you? Why are the lights off?
I'm in here, one second!
[SpongeBob] Old reliable.
Mm! Ah! Huh?
Hello. [chuckles]
- What's in your hand, Patrick? - Nothing.
What's in your other hand?
[groaning]
Nothing in my other hand.
[grunting]
Tartar sauce.
[grunting]
[chiseling and grunting]
That stinks too! [grumbling]
Uh, the artist needs a lunch break.
[mumbling]
Didn't think I was gonna be able to eat all that.
But then I did! [chuckles]
[SpongeBob] Patrick!
[popping]
[ticking]
[popping, ticking]
What could it be?
What's different?
[screaming] What?!
The weather situation is much worse across the country.
And it doesn't look like the winds are going to stop
any time soo--
[chuckles]
Fishy go bye-bye.
Huh?
Who do they think they are?
I've given the best years of my life to this place.
And they think they can just fire me like that?
Like trash? I don't think so!
SpongeBob?
[SpongeBob mumbling]
Is that you?
[growling]
SpongeBob, you're scaring me. [screaming]
Thanks, buddy. Hey, wanna share it?
Sure, pal.
Pretty good, huh?
H-Hold on. I like to sit in the back of the class.
[scraping]
Patrick, you're kind of derailing the proceedings here.
Just focus on me, huh?
Alright. Alright.
Good evening. Please step into my game-a-torium.
More like a lame-a-torium. Ha.
[grunting]
Welcome, gamers! And behold!
[thundering]
My game!
Alright.
[music playing]
[grunting]
Ha-ha. He got hit in the head with two coconuts.
So, this is work?
You know it's not as easy as it looks.
Sometimes I got to move the antennae.
Sometimes I lose the remote.
And sometimes, my butt itches real bad.
Brush, brush, brush.
♪ Brushing everywhere ♪
Okay, Patrick, one more book then you to go sleep, 'kay?
'Kay.
This one is called "You Can Be Anything."
[blabbering]
I can be anything?
Oh, sure you can, pal.
You can be a cowboy.
That's what I want to be!
Cowboy. Great choice.
No, no, no, no, no! That.
A horse? [chuckles]
Buddy, I don't think you wanna be a horse.
You said I can be anything, and━ and I want to be a horse!
Sure, sure, you can be a horse.
- Nighty-night, Patrick. - Horse.
[snoring] A horse.
Open up! Open up!
Do you mind?
Some of us have nothing to do tomorrow morning.