Twelve. I'll...
Drive the car!
Oh, you don't get to roll when you're in jail.
Well, what do I do to get out of jail?
You have to roll a six.
Hey, you can't roll the dice when you're in jail!
Yeah, play by the rules.
Well, if the only way to get out of jail is to roll a six
and I can't roll if I'm in jail,
just how am I supposed to get out of jail?!
[growling]
[grunting]
I win! I win!
Hey, what are you doing here?
You tell me.
What in the wide world of sports is this place?
And how did you get so big?
Hmm, must be all the pressure.
What are you talking about?
It must be...
the pressure.
I gotta get out of here!
Where are you going, you imbecile?
Look, the ball toss!
Step right up, folks!
Toss a ball, hit the cans, and win a stuffed seahorse!
- We wanna play! - Sure, give it your best shot.
Thanks!
Whoo! Now you try!
[straining]
Squidward, wait! Let him handle this.
[panting]
[grunting]
Take that and that!
[grunting]
What?!
All right, you've got me cornered,
but I won't give up without a fight!
I was hoping you'd say that.
It was a real knockdown, drag-out fight.
Or it would've been, if it hadn't been
just two sad adults playing with toys.
Your turn again, Mr. Krabs.
Oh, fish eyes.
One, two.
You are a real pirate.
Go straight to the "X" which marks the spot.
You get to dig for treasure, Mr. Krabs!
Treasure?
There it is!
It's the Flying Dutchman's treasure!
Gold, gold, gold! Mine, mine, mine!
Hey, Mr. Krabs is getting all sweaty again.
Rev up those fryers, 'cause I am sure hungry for one--
Help! Help!
My leg!
Can't you see we're closed?
Ready for another round? This is my kind of game!
[chuckling]
[crazed laughter]
It's a game! It's a game!
Now I know what it's like to be a game maker!
[laughs mockingly]
Mmh, a Krabby Patty.
[sniffing]
Ow! Squidward!
So long, SpongeLoser!
[laughs] Ow!
[laughing]
Ha-ha!
[laughs mockingly]
Look around you, SpongeBob!
We're surrounded!
By toys?
That want to...
[whispering] get us.
[gasps]
[whimpering]
[screaming]
[grunting]
Eh, playing Certified Public Accountant
isn't as much fun as I thought.
Maybe it'll be funner if we play louder.
I am rolling the dice! Now, I am moving!
Run... spreadsheets?
What does that even mean?!
Or maybe I'm supposed to run around
with the sheet we spread on the ground?!
Yeah, that sounds right to me!
[laughing]
[growling]
[laughing]
Hey, Squidward, wanna play
Certified Public Accountant with us?
Oh, let me think, that sounds so... No!
For his dive, SpongeBob will be attempting
a full banana fudge pop with two sticks.
And now absolute silence.
I scream for ice cream!
Perfect entry!
And toasted almonds? That's unexpected.
He stuck it!
And just look at that even coating!
Top that, Pinky.
Almonds?
Curse him, that's good.
Do we throw now?
- Yes. - At the same time?
Yes, throw it at the same time! Throw!
Yah!
[grunts]
[grunting]
Oh, we didn't hit the sticks. Did we do bad?
My face hurts.
Oh, no, no, no. You both did good.
Pain is, uh... worth points!
You know the phrase. "No pain, no gain."
[laughing] Oh!
Oh, I want pain points!
[grunting]
Yeah, that's great.
Now do it, oh, a hundred more times.
Yeah!
[humming]
Hey, what are you doing in my house?
Hi, Squidward, can you think of anything fun we can do?
Get out!
Yeah, we thought of that one.
I believe this pile belongs to you?
Where are we going now, boys?
Mr. Seahorse, sir,
you're gentle on beginners, aren't you?
[neighing]
[screaming]
SpongeBob, help!
Take his head off!
[screams]
I don't suppose now would be a good time
to ask for a bathroom break?
[screaming]
Patrick!
[screaming]
[grunting]
[cheering]
[grunts]
[cheering]
[buzzing]
[grunting]
[screaming]