Okay, here goes nothing.
[grunting]
- Hi. - Howdy.
- Greetings. - Go away.
- Uh. - Why?
Hi SpongeBob.
We need to talk.
Well, sure.
- Ay! - Love too.
- About what? - Who cares?
Day ten of nonstop service!
Mr. Krabs, can I go home yet?
No one goes home!
Look at these bags under my eyes!
Even my bags have bags!
[screaming]
Quit your belly achin', Squidward.
You don't hear SpongeBob complaining, do you?
K-r-a-b-b-y p-a-t-t-y says I.
You could learn a few things from that boy.
Mr. Krabs, he is not normal.
Mmm mm.
Alright, you can sit down for five minutes,
then it's back to work!
[gasping]
Oh.
Mmm. Honey.
What?
Hmm.
Time for the artist to go to work.
Ahh!
Voila!
Okay, places everybody!
Squidward, are our heroes ready?
As they'll ever be.
[gasping]
They're beautiful!
They look just like they did thirty years ago.
Okay, action!
Shape shifting is one of the things a ghost can do.
You just have to think about a horrible thing and boom!
Argh!
Cupid comet!
[screaming]
Now, you try.
Hmm.
[straining]
I did it!
[groaning]
That's not horrible!
What were you thinking?
Bad ghost!
Hmm. Now, that's horrible.
We're back, Wormy!
Wormy.
Where's wormy.
What's the thing?
He's gotta be in here.
I think something bad happened to Wormy.
He left his best friend ribbon behind.
[screaming]
Hey, who are those guys, Mr. Krabs?
They look like they wanna hurt us.
What? Those two? Ah, they're harmless.
It's all just part of the act.
The act?
Of course.
They're just pretendin'.
Pretending?
We like pretending!
[laughing]
Don't we all?
Can we wear costumes?
Eh, sure.
Hey, SpongeBob, how do I look?
Wow.
Looks like those Iron Bun
workout videos are really paying off.
[grunting]
I can even do it in my sleep.
Wow!
Is somebody there?
Oh, don't look at me.
Mr. Krabs?
Leave me be.
You're alive! And naked.
Stop wasting all me mustard, Boy-o!
Ahh!
Me profits!
[laughing]
Mr. Krabs is gonna be upset.
[laughing]
Sponge... cake.
[swallowing]
[screaming]
So, how's that tan comin'?
I don't know. Let me check.
Lookin' good!
How's yours?
Just a minute.
[screaming]
I could've sworn it was laying on my back.
[laughing]
It's your arch competitor, Krabs.
His goal in life
is to steal a Krabby Patty and ruin our restaurant!
- That's terrible! - Yeah.
But the worst part of it is...
Good grief! He's naked!
Well, this is it.
Wait boy.
Make it last.
Thanks, Mr. Krabs.
Okay.
Here I go!
[gasping]
Hey, this isn't so bad.
We can do this.
Hey, Patrick, come on up.
The air is fine.
I'm going to do it quick to get it over with.
Cannonball!
Hey, I lost my trunks.
Hi, SpongeBob!
But it doesn't make any sense.
The Krabby Patty is an absolute good.
Nobody is immune to its tasty charms.
Nobody but me.
Are you sure?
Does this look unsure to you?
No.
What is that putrid odor?
Oh, it's that Krabby Patty.
What are you doing with that rotten piece of meat, boy.
This isn't a piece-o-meat, Mr. Krabs!
She's Patty. And we're on a special date tonight.
So, you don't mind if we get the manager's treatment do ya?
Sorry boy. No can do.
Oh, really?
Mr. Fiver says different.
What was that? I couldn't hear ya.
How ‘bout now?
- Alright, take a seat. - Gratzi!
Here you go, my dear. A throne befitting a queen.
Oh, good evening, monsieur.
What might we have on the menu at this fine establishment?
Well, you should know, considering the fact
that you work here, sod for brains!
Speaking of sod, why don't you get rid of this garbage?
It's starting to stink up the joint.
Don't say such a thing, Squidward!
Patty's just a little sick is all.
White, wubby wubby.
[indiscernible]
Squidward! What are you doing with my beautiful Patty?
Beautiful, huh?
How beautiful do ya think this is?
Stop it, Squidward!
Well, Mr. Funny Man,
is this how you get your sick kicks?
What? It's just an ordinary Krabby--
oh, my goodness!
Squidward!
You know, it's okay to be yourself, SpongeBob.
I'mma tryin', Sandy! I'mma tryin'.
You can do it, SpongeBob!
Just concentrate and it'll all come back to ya!
[gasping]
[groaning]
[grunting]
Good morning, Gary!
Me money!
[laughing]
Karate chop!
I went to college!
I said extra patties!
I can't do it!
I'm a freak!
A freak!
I'm a freak!
Hey!
[crying]
That went well.
Now, you listen here, mister.
If you think I'm going to spend more than five minutes
on this dumpster, then you're crazy!
I mean, look at this place.
It's disgusting!
Whoever told you that hanging oil lamps
next to hardwood paneling was a good I-- ahh!
Oh, now what? I suppose you're going show me--
Oh, oh gee, that's very nice.
What is this, some kind of magic act?
[screaming]
Oh, nothing in all the seven seas could matter more.
Not even that-- ooh.
Scrumptious, curvy, cutie.
I see her, Mr. Krabs. A Krabby Patty with cheese.
The classic.
Not the sandwich, boy!
The curving cutie, holding the sandwich.
Hey, that's my driving teacher, Mrs. Puff!
Mrs. Puff?
Oh, she's married.
Oh no, Mr. Krabs. She's single.
Then what happened to Mr. Puff?
She doesn't like to talk about it.
I do not understand this!
What is wrong with the city?
Maybe it's not the city.
Maybe it's me.
Hey, mister! Look at me, mister! Look at me!
Is there something wrong with me?
[screaming]
[grunting]
It's laundry day, Gary.
Oops.
[meowing]
If that imposter wants a Krabby Patty then...
by Neptune, we'll give him one.
You're dancing with the crab man, now.
Join me, boy or your fired.
It doesn't seem right.
But it feels so good!
Seahorse radish, the gnarliest stuff in the ocean.
Ooh! Hold on, I've got a jar of toenail clippings in my office.
Oops! I dropped it in the toilet.
Well, fish it out and I'll dry it with me gym socks.
[giggling]
Squidward, you can't eat all those patties at one time!
Squidward!
What's gonna happen? Am I gonna blow up?
No. Worse.
It'll go right to your thighs!
My thighs?
And then you'll blow up!
Yeah, I remember my first Krabby Patty.
I don't need it.
I definitely don't need it.
I don't need it.
I need it!
SpongeBob? Patrick?
Ooh! Everyone listen to me!
Get away from the light!
The light is bad!
Run for the shade!
So romantic.
Oh oh.
[indiscernible]
Give me some sugar.
I'm always a sucker for a good smooch.
Yeah. Walk outside and check out this awesome moon.
Hello? Hello, Pearl?
[grunting]
Ahh!
[groaning]
Oh, hey there, boy-o.
Lovely day for a boat wash.
Isn't it?
[crying]
Whoa.
Maybe I shouldn't have borrowed Pearl's shorts.
Hey, SpongeBob, over here.
Come on, Take a seat.
Put your feet up and relax.
[gasping]
Oh, no!
Midnight!
[gasping]
Must get back to desk!
[squealing]
Phew!
That was a close call.
[screaming]
- My pants! - Yoo hoo! Down here.
You get up here.
I gotta get back to work!
- Freedom! - Stop pants!
You get back here this instant!
Pants!
Ahh!
[grunting]
Time's up, SpongeBob.
[gasping]
[indiscernible]
Only 799 words to go.
[giggling]
No!
[screaming]
What have I done?
Help! Help!
My house is on fire!
[whimpering]
SpongeBob. Why?
Why did you set me on fire, SpongeBob?
Why didn't you just write your essay?
Stop wasting time!
Ahh!
SpongeBob?
Patrick?
Hmm. Where'd those critters get to?
[screaming]
[gasping]
Holy guacamole! You can't eat my friends, you rats with wings!
Hi-ya!
[fighting]
Um. Thanks for saving us, Sandy.
You know, everyone's best at something.
But no one's best at everything.
Sorry, I made you take off your helmet, Sandy.
Sorry I made you go up on dry land, SpongeBob.
Three cheers for feeling sorry for ourselves!
- Hip hip... - Hooray!
- Hip hip... - Hooray.