Now I have to drive five miles to go to the bathroom...
in my own home!
And I need an elevator to climb one stair!
Hi-ya!
I have something you don't.
The heart of a child.
[babbling]
Ahh!
[grunting]
He can't treat us like this anymore!
Get ready, tapey.
[laughing]
Uh eh! Comin' through!
Ahh!
Fully calibrated anchor.
[grunting]
- Uh... - Hey, look.
It's my brain.
Look! A bald eagle with a mustache.
Okay, fine. Stay.
But I hope you like making Krabby Patties.
Not that any other pets stand a chance against my buddy Gary.
He's the bestest pet in the whole world.
Love you, Gare bear.
SpongeBob!
Please report to me office.
What?
Hey, Squidward, we blew a fuse.
I'm going to blow a fuse if you don't get that order up.
It works! I can see everything SpongeBob sees.
Finally, the eardrum. Phew!
Your butt's all better.
It's really quite amazing.
It took 20 hours to put it all back together.
We actually ran out of staples and had to use a glue stick.
[screaming]
Oh. Where am I?
See if I can find the light.
[gasping]
[screaming]
Okay. Let's go.
SpongeBob, what are you doing?
Why are you moving your arms like that?
I guess they're happy.
Oh! Hand ‘em over.
And the other one. Come on.
[groaning]
[sighing]
Now, that's more like it.
[roaring]
[stuttering]
Yetti Krab!
Spongebob, you're a mess.
You're falling apart.
Come on now, Spongebob.
You need to pull yourself together.
Ohh!
You're right, Gary.
I've got darkness inside of me!
[mumbling]
[whimpering]
Good thing I got this oxygen tank and mask.
Otherwise, there's no way
I'll be able to hold my breath this long.
It worked, Patrick. I scared everybody.
Yeah, I guess it was your pink hat.
Pink hat? Oh, that's not a hat. That's my brain.
Oh.
[screaming]
Okay, Patrick, it's out.
Ah, seems easy enough.
Sure, but you have to do it...
blind folded.
♪ And now, my heart is beating Like the saddest metronome ♪
♪ Somewhere I hope ♪
Or should I say Robot Bob Sponge shift pants.
I put the brain in the robot, you know.
Now, listen to me!
I'm not dumb. I have a brain!
See? Here's a picture of it!
[music playing]
Just as I thought.
You're suffering from a condition known as ear worm.
You see, when your brain becomes stuck on a catchy tune,
you're susceptible to ear worm infection.
And you got a nasty one there.
Yes! It's workin' at last, new lab partner!
Oh.
I guess you won't be needing me anymore.
For some reason it's not affecting you.
It must be a combination of your tiny brain and pure heart.
For your dining pleasure, two double Krabby Patties,
cooked to perfection,
complemented by a side of coral bits and a jumbo diet soda,
topped off with a little extra love.
[gasping]
[screaming]
Whoa, Patrick.
I've never seen the world from this angle before.
Ow.
No, silly little snail
is a match for my superior sponge brain.
Whoa.
Drive crazy!
Oh! That I can do.
[mumbling]
Oh, I got music friend.
In my mind.
[music playing]
Oh! I love this song.
I still have one more thing to clean.
Now, this will be a great learning experience for you.
So, keep your brain peeled.
Can do, Mr. Krabs.
In order to enjoy my vacation,
I need to stay away from work. Physically and mentally.
Awe, the little critter, like my whistling pores.
[giggling]
[buzzing]
That tickles.
[giggling]
[grunting]
Where am I?
Ew.
That's disgusting.
Now, where do morons keep all their secrets?
Nope.
[grunting]
The Krabby Patty recipe.
Yes, yes, yes! Here it is!
Empty your mind of everything
that doesn't have to do with fine dining.
Fine dining and breathing.
Just got an order from the boss!
Dump everything that isn't about fine dining!
Everything?
Everything!
Come on!
Quicker! Quicker!
Jelly.
Start dumping.
You heard the man. Dump 'em!
[yelling]
If you see SpongeBob, can you give him his brain back?
I was borrowing it for the weekend.
I'll just set it, uh, here.
See ya!
Thank you, Patrick!
[mumbling]
Four, three, two, one.
[crying]
Prepare for a...
What the barnacle is a Rusty On Rye?
Let's see...
R, R...
[laughing]
A library is a playground...
for your mind.
Just answer the question!
Oy.
[mumbling]
It should be in here somewhere.
but where?
Where?
Oh.
This will be the beginning of the end.
[snoring]
Ow.