♪ SpongeBob SquarePants ♪
(pants ripping)
- Order up, Squidward.
- Well, well, if it isn't SpongeBob Underpants.
(laughing)
(yelling)
(feet treading)
(jets firing)
- Gotcha!
(somber music)
Friends forever.
(babbling)
(yelling)
(babbling)
- Nobody look down.
- My leg!
Of my pants!
- Seat yourself, sir.
Be with ya in a minute.
I won't be needing these.
♪ Buzz, buzz, buzz ♪
- He took off his pants.
- I'll give him a week.
- I'll give him 11 minutes.
(groaning)
- It's laundry day, Gary.
Oops.
- Does he always do that after he eats?
- [Patrick] Only on Wednesday.
(alarm buzzing)
- We need a box for him to sleep in.
There you go.
It's the best seat in the house.
(rim shot)
Not ripped pants.
Pants ripped up.
Someone call the police.
There's a pant thief on the loose.
(wind blowing)
- Got your apple ready?
Lucky undergarments?
Hold on, hold on.
Bingo.
(yelling)
- What's happening to me?
(gasping)
(dramatic music)
Wow.
Oops. (laughing)
(groaning)
I steamed myself tiny.
Woohoo, I steamed myself tiny.
Whoo!
Gee, being on strike with Squidward sure is a kick.
My terrific jellyfishing net, old reliable.
Old reliable?
(yelling)
(dramatic music)
It's gone!
Oh, right, pants.
- [Narrator] One pair of pants later.
- Patrick, old reliable's been stolen.
(yelling)
(fog horn blows)
(yelling)
Ready for work.
Morning, Squidward.
(underpants snap)
(yells)
Not ready for work.
(yelling)
- Whatever.
(fog horn blows)
♪ I never thought that I would have a chance like this ♪
♪ But dreams exist as big as this one ♪
♪ If happiness are patties frying on the grill ♪
♪ I'll have my fill upon each fresh bun ♪
♪ Here's a day that couldn't get much better here ♪
♪ This is the greatest I've ever been ♪
♪ It's so cool I oughta wear a sweater ♪
♪ Just to hold onto the poor feeling ♪
- The killer crab.
(gasping) - No.
- You're right. Too scary.
(blades slicing)
(dishes clattering)
I can't get the suds,
because then I'll have to miss work.
(sneezes)
(meows)
No, Gary. I like wearing my underwear like this.
I wanna wear tighties.
You might wanna put these on.
(bubbles popping)
♪ Buzz, buzz ♪
- Where are ya, little square dude?
SpongeBob's tie and all his other little dressings?
But, but, he always folds his clothes
before runnin' around in the nude.
- I gotta find out what's in that secret box.
- Okay, I'm ready.
- Any particular reason you took your pants off?
- That stuff stains clothes, right?
- That it does, Patrick. That it does.
Good thinking.
Here, hold this a second.
I'm SpongeBob JunglePants.
- Oh boy.
(yelling)
- This crew is a lie.
(growling)
- [Pirate] Avast! Pineapple ho.
Leave to and prepare to be boarded.
- Ah, go home already.
Patrick's lucky.
He gets to practice in the middle of the night
with his jellyfishing net.
Funny thing is, Patrick's net disintegrated yesterday.
(groaning)
(crowd gasps)
- [SpongeBob] Yellow.
- [Patrick] Pink?
- [Both] You do care.
(sobbing)
- Let's promise to never fight again, buddy.
- Yeah, pal.
Let's go home.
(whistling) (audience booing)
You're my best friend ever.
- You too, Patrick.
- You know, these were white when I bought them.
(tires screeching)
- See ya later.
- They left us in the middle of nowhere.
- Oh, this isn't the middle of nowhere.
We're actually right on the edge of nowhere.
- Well, at least it isn't raining.
(thunder clapping)
(wall crumbles)
- SpongeBob, what are you doing?
I'm talking to you.
SpongeBob? SpongeBob!
Are you mad?
- Shut your mouth, you mediocre clarinet player.
- Mediocre?
- Ha-ya!
- I may be down, but I'm not out.
- Way to go, buddy.
It took us three days to make that potato salad.
Three days!
- Let 'er rip, Gary.
(sips) Ah.
Ta-da!
Goodnight, Gary.
Ah, this isn't right.
Goodnight, Gary.
Wait, this isn't right either.
Nope.
Uh-huh.
Negative.
Come on, come on, get it right.
(inspiring orchestra music)
(panting)
(suspenseful music)
- I caught ya now, SpongeBob.
- Patrick, no!
There they go again, Gary.
I suppose I'll never join them in the sky.
I'll be stuck on the ground,
sentenced to a flightless life.
Oh well, I guess all dreams aren't meant to come true.
(pants snap)
Back to reality.
Oh, okay, I'm taking them off, I'm taking them off.
There.
- Uh, lad.
(laughing)
(yells)
Oh no, oh no, no, no, no, Mr. Krabs.
I can't do it.
Anything but that.
- I understand.
You were a good little fry cook, SpongeBob.
But we'll find another.
Hopefully one that'll listen to old Mr. Krabs.
- Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'll listen. I promise.
(yelling)
Please save me, Mr. Krabs.
(sobbing)
I promise I'll be good.
(exhales)
- [All] Oh, look. (laughing)
- [Fish] It's SpongeBob NudeyPants.
(yells)
(snoring)
- You can keep the change.
(rumbling) What?
(yelling)
(eraser squeaking)
Must get back to desk.
(clocks ticking and ringing) (panting)
That was a close call.
(yells) My pants!
- Yoohoo, down here.
- You get up here.
I gotta get back to work.
- Freedom! - [SpongeBob] Stop, pants!
You get back here this instant.
- Help! Help!
- Holy crabby patties.
Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy's arch nemesis,
the Dirty Bubble.
I can't believe it.
(laughing)
- You cannot save them, Sponge of Mystery.
They are trapped by my awesome surface tension.
- You don't understand.
You're my most favorite super villain.
Can I have your autograph.
- Oh no. Oh no, you fools.
Stay back.
The point. (whimpering)
Watch the point!
- First, I close the photo chamber.
And finally.
(machine rumbling)
(glass shatters)
- Two things that won't work.
- I've changed my mind.
I want soup instead.
- Okay.
Don't move.
(sobbing)
Oh, what have I done?
What have I done?
(sobbing)
All that glitters is not gold.
(sobbing)
Goodbye, best friend.
(sobbing)
♪ The most important meal of the day ♪
♪ Servin' it up Gary's way ♪
Enjoy, buddy.
Oh, you know, I've been feeding this to Gary for years,
and I don't even what it tastes like.
(gagging)
- What is it, Peterson?
- I'm not sure.
I feel a disturbance.
- Do yourself a favor, kiddo.
Sign here, and you'll be protected.
- I, hmm, no.
- Here. - Okay, thanks.
(pen squeaking)
- And while you're ready, clumsy, why not buy two?
- Okay. (pen squeaking)
(laughing)
Huh?
Hey, my jellyfish friends are helping me fly without pants.
I guess it just goes to show
♪ You don't need a plane to fly ♪
♪ Plastic wings may make you cry ♪
♪ Kites are made for windy days ♪
♪ Lawn chair with balloons fly away ♪
♪ Inflatable pants ♪
♪ You may as well skip ♪
♪ If you want to fly ♪
♪ All you need is friendship ♪
Yeah.
Look at me, I'm naked.