Where's your best friend now, SpongeBob?
Well, according to this tee shirt,
it says my best friend is right here.
[laughing] How 'bout now?
Right by my side.
[laughing]
A refill, my good man.
What the? Patrick? What are you doing here?
It's delicious. What is it?
A smoothie.
These camouflage outfits should help us find out
what Squidward's secret Wednesday secret is.
[laughing]
Oh, man! That was the best time I've ever had!
[laughing]
Oh. Hello, SpongeBob.
Did you enjoy not going to Glove World with me?
Welcome gamers and behold...
my game.
It's beautiful.
[yawning] Are we finished? Who won?
[Patrick chuckles]
No, my friend, we have only just begun.
Fear not there is no need to panic.
The Bikini Bottom bad boys are here.
Ooh, I feel protected now.
Uh, Patrick, you know how sometimes you plan
something special and things just don't work out?
No. No.
Holy mackerel. Is it hot up here or what?
Stop that Patrick.
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy. [laughing]
Uh, Plankton and the Patty Stealers?
Uh, if you guys don't like the name, uh...
I... love it! Kinda vague and mysterious.
Can I get mine in pink?
[growling]
[laughing] It looks like a tattoo.
Are you better? Uh, whatcha doing?
Just studying this amazing subspecies.
I'll show you subspecies!
Wanna visit Squidward?
Well, since I am finished with my work, I'll humor you
in your trivial pursuits.
SpongeBob? Who's your friend?
Mr. Krabs, this is Patricia.
Patricia.
The most beautiful sound I've ever seen.
SpongeBob, do we need any more help
- down at the Krusty Krab? - No.
We do? Great. She can start right away.
Ready to lose? Weather permitting, of course.
Ah. How are we supposed to golf in this downpour?
Our putters are getting waterlogged.
Don't rain. Doesn't it know I'm the sheriff in these parts?
Hey, rain, you'd better stop that.
[screaming]
[gasping] You too, Patrick?
Yeah. Everybody needs at least one day away from...
[mocking SpongeBob's laugh]
Well, glad you had fun.
Aw, cheer up boy.
It's a whole day inspired by you.
What's happening, man?
Patrick, what are you doing here?
Just tubing down the river of life, baby.
Does Mr. Krab know you're in here?
No crabs.
All right.
All this parenting stuff makes me hungry.
[belching]
Hey, Junior, how you doing today?
Well, here's your problem.
But don't you worry, buddy, we're gonna make it go away.
Thanks, Patrick, you're a lifesaver.
Ow!
There appears to be a little bit of swelling.
Try one of those radioactive sludge balls you call food?
Next I suppose you want me to go square dancing
with Patrick.
Sorry, Patrick.
[groaning]
Oh, hey, SpongeBuck.
Those guys are a barrel of laughs. Huh? But lazy.
Well, anyway, you've got to get back
and save the town, Sheriff.
I ain't no sheriff, or fry cook or even coffin jockey.
And I'm no match for Dead Eye Plankton.
I'm nothing.
Out west, a man gets right back up on his coffin
and faces his problems with the help
of his idiot sidekick friend.
That's me.
[grunting]
Ow!
[grunting]
[screaming]
SpongeGar.
Patar.
Hey, all right, box seats. [chuckles]
I mean, the seat choice is most mature.
Certainly more so than that rapscallion sponge,
whose name we shall not mention, who would have picked...
Certainly.
[screaming]
SpongeBob, help!
Take his head off!
I don't suppose now would be a good time
to head for a bathroom break?!
[screaming]
Patrick!
[screaming]
I'm glad that's over.
[screaming]
Got your nose.
Hey, give it back.
Not until you wash your hands.
Oh, yeah? Well, I got your eyeballs.
[giggling]
Huh?
[laughing]
Listen, Patrick, there comes a time
in every man's life, when he's got to settle down.
You know, get a wife, kids, the father-in-law,
you give all your money to.
Uh-huh, that sounds great.
Hey, can I get a little more ketchup?
How's about you pay the check instead?
Oh, sorry, Mr. Krabs, no can do.
As king of Bikini Bottom,
I am allowed to have anything I want.
Isn't that right, SpongeBob?
That is correct.
Anything you want, and it's all free.
All free?!
The elastic waistband, able to stretch his body
into fantastic shapes and form.
I can finally touch my toes.
♪ Together Together ♪
♪ Together ♪
[roaring]
Oh. Nice kitty.
Here kitty, wanna sausage?
A nice... delicious... tasty... sausage?
[roaring]
Spotamcafeltafish!
Patrick, stop this car!
What? Where? Who?
Officer, it is my civic duty to report that the driver
of this vehicle is speeding.
Why don't you lock him with your radar gun?
Um, okay.
Actually, he's going 40 miles under the limit.
So move along before I run you in,
tattle tail.
Hello? Hello.? Open up! Open up!
Do you mind?
Some of us have nothing to do tomorrow morning.
[sighing]
[snoring]
Patrick, what are you doing here?
Oh, that resort next door is too crowded.
And I found this place. It's quiet and peaceful.
Good night, SpongeBob.
[snoring]
[screaming]
Whoo hoo hoo!
You're the Short Order Boy and he's the Pink Patty.
[gasping]
And together we are...
The Krusty Krushers.
Now, go out there and wrestle me up a million dollars!
[laughing]
This is gonna be so fun. Yeah!
- Whoo! - Yeah!
Stand down, Krabs. I'll have you in irons.
Listen to me, Captain.
This is gonna get real ugly real fast.
We've got to get to the cannons.
We're not outfitted for battle, Krabs.
There's no ammunition.
The cannons are ornamental, at best.
Ornamental, at best!
Out of the way, gramps.
That's my trophy, old lady.
Patrick.
It's going to be an action packed thrill ride
of geriatric proportions.
And the best part is, there is no way we can lose
with these costumes on.
We already won the tournament.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.
Well, how come I didn't get a trophy?
You did, it's in your back pocket.
Oh, yeah, I forgot.