[music playing]
Easy. Now you try. First, you get a jar.
Patrick, that's a pickle.
- Yes. - You need a jar.
No.
And all that running is good for your buns and thighs, right?
Ya, buns and thighs.
[cheering]
Fish sticks! Get your fish sticks here!
Attention people of Bikini Bottom!
You have been cheated and lied to!
I knew it!
If you don't get out of here,
then by the power invested in me,
I now pronounce you man and wife!
What is going on in here?
You may kiss the bride!
[wedding music playing]
- Did you reunite our heroes? - No.
But I'm married.
Could you show me how to tie my shoes?
Arg, I be just a painting of a head.
[whistling]
Gee, Patrick. I didn't know you spoke bird.
No, that's Italian SpongeBob.
This'll fix ya!
[hitting]
Now let's get that one.
[humming]
Hi, mailman!
[screaming]
OK, see you tomorrow!
- Wow. - Wow.
I've never seen so many mattresses.
- Yeah. - How many do you think there are?
Ten.
I realize there's a lot of young people on the go these days.
They don't have time to sit down and eat.
They're too busy out on the open road, living their dream.
- I used to have a dream. - Yeah?
I used to have a kidney stone. Everything passes eventually.
I know! We can act like plants.
Photosynthesis.
Order up!
[sniffing]
SpongeBob, where's my order?
Did you look under the tray?
Oh, no I didn't. Sorry...
[gasping]
Mega Bucket!
You used me.
For land development!
[screaming]
Out of my way! Out of my way!
Can't you see he's gonna kick my butt?
Hi there, young people. Nice day today.
So, you like kicking butts, do you?
We'll show you, old man!
- I don't get it. - Could you not stand so close?
You're making me claustrophobic.
What does 'claustrophobic' mean?
- It means he's afraid of Santa Claus. - No, it doesn't!
Ho ho ho!
I'm crossing over to the dark side!
Why should I waste money lighting the whole store?
It'll cushion the impact of the fall!
Like this?
No, your other bottom!
Don't you have to be stupid somewhere else?
Not until four.
Hurry up! What do you think I'm paying you for?
You don't pay me. We don't even exist.
We're just a clever visual metaphor
used to personify the abstract concept of thought.
One more crack like that and you're out of here!
No! Please! I have three kids!
Give you some kind of clue.
Remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets.
No, not that!
You'll never guess what I found in my sock last night.
Go ahead, guess!
No, no, no, no, no!
Gotta pass the test! Gotta pass!
[screaming]
Hey, what do you got against the melons?
Hey, look! Mr. Krabs put in a kiddie ride!
Why don't you try it out?
I can't find the coin slot.
Here it is!
[neighing]
[screaming]
[exploding]
- Hey Patrick, are you angry too? - Yeah.
What's the matter?
I can't see my forehead.
I don't need this suit!
[gasping]
And I don't need this helmet neither!
[helmet breaking]
- Neptune preserver! - How long can she stay like that?
- I don't know! - Sandy's a girl?
Sure like to go to this party.
- But I can't read the invitation. - Me either.
Whoever sent this obviously has no idea about the physical limitations
of life under water.
Well, might as well throw these in the fire.
[burning]
[music playing]