Things are gonna get crazy.
Whoever's the owner of the white sedan you left your lights on.
Well.
[mumbling]
Hey.
Ooh.
[laughing]
That's not disturbing.
This is disturbing.
[grunting]
Hi there, SpongeBob.
My name is PatBack.
[laughing]
That is really disturbing.
SpongeBob?
SpongeRobber?
Oh!
- No! No! Don't hurt us! - Oh! Please spare me!
[laughing]
Finally! I've been trying to catch you boys all day!
Now, that I've got you right where I want you!
I'd like to buy all your chocolate.
Thank you for your patronage.
I call it Neptune.
- Oh! - I can't breathe!
Thank you, Mother.
Amazing.
Extra! Extra! Filthy muck spotted in town!
Mysterious, smelly, figure terrorizes
Bikini Bottom's noses!
The elastic waistband!
Able to stretch his body into fantastic shapes and forms!
I can finally touch my toes!
I'm afraid I... can't do this anymore, Patrick.
Unemployment may be fun for you, but I need to get a job.
Who do you think you're foolin', you loser?
You couldn't keep a job if you tried.
Hey!
You can't talk to my friend like that!
[groaning]
Don't listen to him, SpongeBob.
You need to follow your heart.
Thanks, Patrick. It's time to rejoin the workforce.
Um... I see.
Oh, oh! How about an eye cross,
and then slip into an overbite,
and the finishing touch...
bleh.
Oh, delightfully wicked, my friend.
I call this one...
The Gary. Meow.
[laughing]
Gloriously disgusting, Sir.
[mumbling]
Ooh, Patrick,
your head, is absorbing all the book knowledge,
just like a sponge!
[laughing]
[mumbling]
[laughing]
Go, Patrick! Get those words!
Get ‘em good!
[mumbling]
Stop! Reading! Words!
[mumbling]
Wow! What a bookworm!
Whoa!
Yeah, SpongeBob.
Screaming will get you no...
Which one of you fellers is the real Dirty Dan?
Uh. I am.
[screaming]
Patrick!
Hotwings.
Look, Patrick. There she is.
Mrs. Puff, wait! It's us, SpongeBob and Patrick.
That s funny.
For a second, I thought that yellow rock talked to me,
and its voice sounded a lot like...
SpongeBob. It's me, SpongeBob.
[screaming]
We're gonna bust you outta here!
- Come on, Mrs. Puff! - It's you.
What are you doing here? Why did you follow me in here?
Why?
Alright, Mrs. Puff.
[straining]
[mumbling]
Ooh.
Clams are so pretty.
Just look at all those majestic species.
There's a soft shell clam...
Hmm.
the hard shell clam...
the giant clam...
Come on, get outta the way!
even a razor clam.
Just clean me up, as usual.
[laughing]
I'm beautiful!
I wish the clams were closer to us
so we could get a better look.
Why SpongeBob and Patrick, my occasional friends.
How would you like to earn a free lunch?
Free lunch!
Alrighty.
So, can I tell you something, honestly?
Whatever.
It's about your song.
These words make my head sad.
I don't get it.
It's okay, little fella.
I don't either.
Just give me your trash!
No! It's mine and I love it!
Give it!
Never!
[straining]
Knock it off!
You ignoramuses are ruining all me hard work!
[screaming]
Oh oh! Ow!
- Wow! - Whoa!
Oh!
Do this.
[humming]
Wow.
We've entered a whole new dimension.
Hi, SpongeBob.
And hello, lady.
The disguise is working, Patrick.
I mean, Patricia.
[laughing]
SpongeBob.
You never told me you had a girlfriend.
I'm not his girlfriend.
- I'm Pat. - Tricia. Patricia. Patricia!
[laughing]
Bro, your girlfriend is not ugly.
[sighing]
That's a pretty cool face.
Check this one out.
[mumbling]
[laughing]
I love it!
What do you think of this?
[laughing]
Oh! Hey! How about this?
Huh.
I'm starving.
No problem.
Two patties coming right up.
Your Doodle Patty, Sir.
Blah.
Tastes weird!
Think Patrick.
Think.
Hmm. Hmm.
Thinking is painful.
Break time.
There it is, Patrick!
Your brand new sniffer!
Lookin' good, buddy.
[straining]
[laughing]
Buttons!
[laughing]
Uh, Patrick, could you not...
I don't think...
[mumbling]
Don't get your... over there...
Patrick, I don't think Coupe likes that.
Passenger! Settle down.
Hey, ice cream!
Where's the cone?
Oh. Yeah, I can pay for it.
Good boy!
[sighing]
Ten seconds later.
[snoring]
My good man! How you doing?
- Good. - Excellent.
Now, let's get down to business.
- What's that? - It's your bill.
I don't have any money.
What? I thought you said you could pay for it.
I'm paying for it alright.
[belching]
[screaming]
You okay, Patrick?
Finland!
Huh? Oh.
I'm fine. I just like to suck on my hand.
Really? Me too.
Mmm mmm mmm.
[screaming]
Oh. He he.
Now what?
[laughing]
That tickles.
Good catch!
Look! I'm a...
Helicopter!
Whoa!
[cheering]
[laughing]
[whimpering]
[laughing]
Dumb rain!
Doesn't it know I'm the sheriff in these parts?
Hey, Rain! You better stop that!
[screaming]
[groaning]
[screaming]
If you two don't mind, could you keep it down to a low rumble?
Sorry, Squidward.
I guess we were just so upset about the rain and how...
don't care.
I'm the Jump Rope Champion of Bikini Bottom.
Me too.
Oh yeah? I call this one the slice and dice.
Ha! Not a scratch on me!
[mumbling]
Oh no you don't!
[grunting]
Now, get up there and show him
how the common man prepares his frozen dairy treats!
[screaming]
Patrick will be resurrecting an old favorite,
the single scoop strawberry cone with a chocolate dip.
Just look at that concentration!
Ooh! A little shaky on that entry,
but just look at that form!
Take that yellow boy!
Laugh while you can, Pinky. It's not over yet.
That's what you think.
But it's not over yet.
[humming]
I am a happy sponge.
[laughing]
[meowing]
[laughing]
[grunting]
I see you got the paper.
Oh. Hey, Patrick.
A hem.
Well, I better get going.
Yep. See you later.
[grunting]
Hey, look, Patrick. It's Mr. Krabs, cheering us on!
[grunting]
- Whoa. - Oh.
- Hey, SpongeBob. - Hey, Patrick.
- Look, Patrick. It's a fist. - Fist? Where?
Oh. Yeah, that's definitely a...
[cheering]
[gargling]
[straining]
Yeah!
No problem.
Not gonna make faces. No faces at all.
Ah. This is... easy.
- How you holding up? - Fine. You?
[straining]
[laughing]
[mumbling]
[laughing]
Hey!
[laughing]
Patrick.
[laughing]
Patrick!
- What? - Look at us! We're okay.
Our faces didn't freeze.
Gosh, you're right.
Guess Mr. Krabs made a mistake.
Well, now that we know his tall tale isn't true,
let's make lots of faces!
Yeah! You mean like this?
[mumbling]
[laughing]
[growling]
[laughing]
[growling]
[laughing]
[mumbling]
[laughing]
I can't breathe.
Just sit back, relax,
and let my gentle mamalian hands melt away that tension.
You seem to be carrying a lot of stress in your eyeballs.
Them shoulders look way outta line.
I can feel them knots just melting away.
Let's see if I can just finess that jaw line back into place.
Phew!
Okay, you two. Bad news first.
That wicked face freeze ain't going nowhere.
But y'all are looking much more relaxed.
Now, this is fun!
Yes, quite the civilized sport, tell you what.
[laughing]
I say...
no more rough horsing. Hee hee.
And no more, you know who, killin' the casual vibe.
[screaming]
Hey guys!
[screaming]
Feed us.
[groaning]
[grunting]
Oh!
[belching]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[belching]
Boy, do I feel better?
Oh that's it! Chum is the cure.
Oh, a patty.
[groaning]
[belching]
Patrick!