[honking]
[shrieking, panting]
[honking, panting]
Oh!
[groaning]
Good morning.
You're not the judge of me!
Actually, I am. Let the testing begin!
I shouldn't have let him do it. What kind of friend am I?
SpongeBob! SpongeBob!
I'm here for you, buddy.
I passed my test!
You... got a perfect score?
Yeah, I thought you said it was hard.
Perfect... score?
- Ready? - Ready.
[cheering]
Huh?
Congratulations, Mr. Star!
You're the one millionth person to pass the test.
Does that mean I get a free keychain?
- Uh, no. - Oh.
You get a brand new boatmobile!
The new Bass Blaster 3000.
The ultimate boating machine.
Yeah! All right!
Women will want you.
[sighing]
Men will want to be you.
[sighing]
You'll be the envy of your friends.
[growling]
Isn't this great? I got my license and a new boat.
I'm so happy for you.
I have a confession to make.
I don't know how to tie my shoe laces.
[laughing]
Do you know how lucky you are to have a friend like me?
Yes.
Look at this knot. Have you ever seen
a more perfectly executed shoe fastening bow?
Gosh. Probably not.
I learned when I was just a boy, Patrick,
and I'm willing to pass on what I know.
Go sit over there and let an old pro show ya
how to do it.
[ringing]
Oh, my God. I'm late. I'm late! I'm late!
I gotta put on my teeth and brush my pants!
Ooh! Ah! Oh! [meowing]
Gary?! Oh! Ah! Ooh!
[music playing]
Pants.
[music playing]
A clean mouth is a happy mouth. Done.
[music playing]
Come on. Gary needs a new pair of shoes!
Ooh. Eels.
Too Bad, SpongeBob. You gotta ride the eel.
Darn.
My turn.
Hooray! Escalators! [laughing]
Up, up, up!
Come on, escalators, escalators, escalators.
[gasping] Eels again.
My turn.
Escalators!
Escalators, escalators, escalators.
[grunting] Eels?
Escalators.
Well, this is your last chance, SpongeBob.
Or if you get eels again, you lose.
Ooh, escalators, escalators, escalators!
Ha! Escalators!
Eels.
They're going to leave more than a mark
with this special move.
The mother of all moves,
the Flying Double Decker
Atomic Headbutt of Destruction...
With a Spin.
[screaming]
C'mon, c'mon, wake up!
One and two and squeeze!
Oh, who am I kidding? Goodbye, money.
Squeeze!
Goodbye, money. (sobbing)
Oh Squeeze!
[gasping] Oh, no.
Not Iron Buns.
[cheering]
[whistling]
[dinging, cheering]
As if the answers to all your problems
will fall right out of the sky.
[laughing]
Fall right out of the sky.
Dude, we're falling right out of the sky.
We've got to drop the load!
[beeping]
Praise the Magic Conch.
[babbling]
These natural sofa formations must have been here
for thousands of years.
Or at least since Mom reupholstered the couch.
Wow. This place is a gold mine.
Oh, I thought I lost this comic.
Cha-ching! Check out all the loose change.
What? Oh, my gosh, my yo-yo!
I missed you most of all, yo-yo.
Barnacles! What could be worse than a giant paint bubble?!
Oh, I know.
Two giant paint bubbles.
No!
- Patrick? - Yeah, SpongeBob?
I don't think this bubble can get much bigger.
Nonsense.
Pat, no!
We did it.
[laughing, rumbling] Huh?
[rumbling]
Hey! My little land must be having an earthquake.
[roaring]
Must have been an aftershock.
[roaring]
Oh, hey, no wonder you're angry.
You just got to turn it upside down. See?
Huh. Hmm.
[grunting]
[laughing]
- Hey! - Oh, my gosh! Who said that?
- Patrick! - Oh, you know, my name.
Patrick, this is a wishing well.
Just throw in a coin and make a wish.
Okay, magical talking trashcan.
I wish SpongeBob were here to see this.
- Whoa! - Patrick!
[groaning]
Hi, SpongeBob. I got my wish.
That lock was forged by the gods.
Not just any numbskull can open it
like it's some cheap bag of potato chips
they found in the street.
Patrick, you made it.
This is that magical lock I was telling you about.
Uh.
Yeah, I tried it for hours and hours,
- but I just can't get it to-- - Open!
Wow. Already?
Patrick, you know, I'll never figure out
how you're able to do those so darn fast.
It's easy.
Hello. Can I help you?
Can get a large number, extra size?
But you just ate three orders of fried oyster skins.
I love fried oyster skins.
We're sorry, but your kind isn't allowed here.
He's not leaving, Orville. You got your nightstick ready?
[sniffing]
Fried oysters skins?! Oh!
[beeping]
I guess we gotta order inside.
- Where's your ball? - I don't know.
Gotta be around here somewhere.
- There it is. - Uh-oh.
Play it where it lies.
[growling]
[music playing]
Hole in one! Top that!
I can't believe it. Patrick, it really is you.
My name is Patrick, Patrick Not-Star.
Patrick Not-Star?
Oh, no!
You aren't the one I'm seeking!
I'll never find Patrick!
He wins at hide and seek. He's wins, he wins.
So he wins? What's so bad about that?
Well, if he wins, I lose.
Did you have fun playing?
[sniffles] Yeah.
Well, then it's okay to lose, as long as you had fun doing it.
Hey, you're right. Thanks, Patrick Not-Star.
- Oh, and just one more thing. - What's that?
You have a dollar I could borrow?
[music playing]
Patrick, you were under there the whole time?
Under where?
I was just leaving you this note.
"Dear Patrick: I couldn't find you so you win.
But that's okay, because I still had fun playing.
You are truly the greatest hide-and-seek player
in the whole world.
Love, SpongeBob." Well, thanks, SpongeBob.
That really means a lot.
Patrick, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it.
I just have one question.
Ask away.
What's hide and seek?