[screaming]
You know, this stuff is hideously inedible
but your decor is so amazing
I can't resist spending my money here.
[screaming]
Two orders of Chum Nuggets, please.
[screaming]
That certainly is chum.
And such steamy chumminess deserves recompense.
Oh, I'll take that!
Eat your twisted, blackened, money-grubbing heart out, Krabs!
I'm even profiting off of your most loyal ally!
I'm running out of space for this stuff.
Got an empty safe I can borrow, Krabs?
[laughing]
But seriously, this is getting really heavy.
[grunting]
Oh, P.U.! What's that awful stench?
You're not boiling your underpants again, are you?
[audience laughing]
I told you to turn off that laugh track.
And if you must know, I made sauce.
But when I add Patrick's DNA to it,
it'll become Salsa Imbecilicus!
Uh.
Idiot sauce!
[laughing] I'll serve it to Krabs
and it'll make him so dumb,
he'll just give me the secret formula! Huh? Huh?
I think I prefer the boiling underpants.
[audience laughing]
Let me do it. You always make a mess.
Leave me be, woman!
Don't tell me--
[laughing]
Uh! Oh, no.
[groaning]
[blabbering]
[dramatic music playing]
[blabbering]
[humming]
[laughing, blabbering]
[blabbering]
[grunting] Huh.
[laughing]
I've got the best taste in town! Duh!
I never thought that folks around here
were particularly bright,
but this morning everyone seems as dumb as traffic cones.
Yuck. [horn honking]
Come on in there! I want more sandwiches!
SpongeBob, look!
- What is it? - It's a liquid.
No, it's a solid. It's a solid.
[both] It's a "lol-squid."
All right, what's going on in there?
Hey, that looks like a sandwich to me!
But not just a sandwich. It's a... Chum-Wich.
Mmm. Now, that's a sandwich.
Anything else before we shove off?
I want dessert!
We- we- we don't have desserts.
Don't give another penny to those fast-food phonies.
That's right, they stole my idea.
My, my, my...
[screaming[
Hey, a chocolate éclair.
Now that looks like dessert to me.
No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
You've got it all wrong, see... Hey!
Hey, that ain't bad at all.
It's actually amazing.
This is gold in the form of chum.
Squidward, my friend,
you'll be the toast of Bikini Bottom.
This recipe is going to make you a star.
A star.
Hello hungry eaters,
it's time for Flavors of the Bottom,
a delectable look at dining out at Bikini Bottom with your host,
Perch Perkins.
Hey all you bottom feeders.
If you've already have eaten
well you might want to make room for seconds.
'Cause we are tasting
Bikini Bottom's sensational new up scale eatery,
Le Chum Bucket.
Look at all those classy diners.
What's on the menu? It's called, Chum Fricassee.
Earlier I spoke to head chef Squidward Tentacles.
He shared with us why it's such a frica-success.
Actually, I can't share the recipe with you.
It's a secret.
What?!
[laughing] That's right Krabs.
Now we have a secret formula and it's in a bottle
and you can't have it.
Give that back please. Thank you.
Secret!
Well, it's clearly no secret...
Say, "fricassee".
...that Le Chum Bucket is a hit.
- Plankton! - I didn't do it!
We would like to purchase one large Drum of Chum, please.
Extra organ-y.
Say what?
How do I know this isn't a plot to steal my secret chum formula?
[laughing]
Yoink!
Enjoy your chum drum. Yum, yum!
Thanks, Plankton! Love you!
Well, alright. Let's put some kick back in this crab!
[grunting]
Oh.
[mumbling]
Hmm, we're still missing something... Oh!
[grunting]
A little zaparooni ought to do it. The spark of life!
[grumbling]
[babbling]
He's alive! He's alive! Oh, he's alive!
[babbling]
Mr. Krabs seems... kind of dumb now...
Well Patrick, he has had a rough day.
We'll just have to remind him of everything
that makes him him again.
Don't you worry, Mr. K.
We'll have you right back up to speed
before you're big date tonight. I promise.
[babbling]
Another bag of chum. Eugh!
Now to shape this into his Highness' dinner request.
[beeping]
[chuckles]
Almost done.
Here you go. Eat up.
What's this supposed to be?
Karen: Chum seaweed, chum pot pie, chum con coral,
and chum tea. Also known as "dinner".
Karen, your memory banks are gummed up, again.
I did not request chum pot pie, I requested chum stir fry.
Well, I told you months ago that my memory is full,
but you've been busy with your latest project.
So tell me, Plankton. How do you plan on failing
to steal the Krabby Patty formula this time?
Computer wife, don't start with me.
This plan is foolproof, I tell you. Foolproof!
[laughing]
I'm so happy that they changed that old tired slogan,
"Chum is Fum".
Yeah, that new slogan "Fum is Chum" is way cooler.
Way cooler!
[barfing]
Here's your Chum Bucket Supreme, enjoy!
Patrick, my boy,
you really earned that promotion!
Thanks, boss.
Nothing can stop me now!
[dinging]
[crying]
[music playing]
[chattering]
You fellas look hungry, here you go!
[screaming, whistling]
Don't crowd, there's more Chumbalaya
where that came from, unfortunately.
[grunting]
[gagging]
It's worth it to live forever.
The scheme is working perfectly,
and here comes gullible Krabs now
to hand-deliver the secret formula.
I promised myself I wouldn't cry.
[chuckles]
[grunting]
Oh, this crowd is impossible!
Leave it to me, Mr. Krabs.
I'll make sure Plankton gets his so you won't get yours.
Hot stuff comin' through!
[grunting]
Don't worry, secret formula, I'm comin', baby!
[grunting]
You stop!
[grunting]
[screaming]
[dolphin clicking]
[grunting]
Me want that bobba.
Here Plankton, Mr. Krabs wants you to have this.
[chuckles] Finally!
No! Ah-hah.
[groaning, screaming]
I have had enough!
[grunting]
Get out of my restaurant, you mindless sheep!
I wrote those fortunes,
[crowd gasping] they were fakes,
don't you get it?! Now all of you, out!
[growling]
Let's go back to the Krusty Krab.
- Yeah! - Yeah!
Back to the Krusty Krab!
Yeah!
[humming]
[sighing]
I guess I didn't really think that through.
I figured the funeral fortune was phony, Plankton.
Oh, yeah?!
What are you going to do about it, Eugene?
Nothing, Sheldon. Here, have a fortune cookie.
Eh. "You will go on a long voyage
where you will get everything you deserve."
Hey!
[grunting]
Ahh! Hey! Ooh! Mommy!