Sabotage.
[whistling]
Well, my dependable spatula, shall we?
[sizzling]
[screaming]
Wow. Phase two is great. My favorite phase so far.
[laughing]
No pulse.
We're losing him! Hang in there, buddy.
What's all the ruckus?
Clear! Clear!
Pull yourself together, boy.
So, your spatulur's snapped, go get yourself a new one.
I'll never forget you.
Quit that boy, it's creepy.
One Monster Krabby Patty.
Huh? Monster Krabby Patty?
Monster Krabby Patty?
Monster Krabby Patty?!
Oh, dear Neptune.
Oh, boy.
We can do this.
At the count of three, we flip. Ready? One, two, three.
Spat?
[screaming]
[sobbing]
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Go on.
[sobbing]
[humming]
[whistling]
[humming]
[sizzling]
[groaning]
[crying]
Two Krabby Patties coming right up. Oh.
Hmm.
Gotcha!
[grunting]
Phew, this thing is stuck pretty good.
[grunting]
Whoa!
[screaming]
I guess this is it.
Oh, you really saved me.
[screaming]
Stanley, I can not keep covering for...
YOU!
No! Not my spatula!
My spatula.
The thing I hold nearest and dearest to my heart.
SpongeBob, what in the name Neptune has--
[gasping] Oh. You broke your spatulur.
That's a shame. I'll order another one tomorrow.
No! No! No! I didn't break my spatula, he did!
And what about my... my spatula?
I got ya a new one.
[laughing]
Alright, those wieners aren't gonna
rotisserie themselves. Everybody back to work.
Aye, aye, Captain.
Alright, you two, no more messing around.
You see this? Just a spatula, right?
Wrong! Actually, this represents your face
after I get through mangling it.
[grunting]
There, you see that?
It's not gonna be pretty when I get done with ya.
- Yeah, good one, SpongeBob. - Thanks, Patrick.
Now, just remain calm and this will be over
before you know it.
You're really going to use hypnosis
to get rid of the barnacle?
Hypnosis, no.
I'm just gonna pry it off with my spatula.
Hold still now.
[grunting]
Is everything okay?
I don't think the spatula's gonna work.
One Krabby Patty coming up lickety split.
Huh?
Pat, is there something wrong, pal?
I would not dare touch such slop as this,
how you say, Krabby Patty.
I am designed for the utmost in culinary cuisine. No less!
But... but, I thought we were friends.
Friends with you?! Ha!
We are not even in the same social class.
Have a nice life of mediocrity, fry cook!
[laughing]
Le Spatula, wait!
I gave up everything for you! We had something!
How's that for something? Au revoir, peasants!
Have fun laboring in your greasy spoon.
[spitting]
[sizzling]
Burn, patties, burn.
[laughing]
Charred Krabby Patty bits?
Sizzle Master, what happened?
Oh, SpongeBob, I'm sorry. I just wasn't use to this gril.
All of the Krabby Patties are gone.
Oh, no!
[crying]
Don't cry, baby. Mother will handle this.
[growling]
Let us battle!
Take that.
Huh?
This is dry clean only, you monster.
Ooh. Huh?
Property of SpongeBob?
[growling]
Uh-oh.
[screaming]
Mister, you ate my hat.
[belching]
[gasping] Mister, you ate my spatula.
You ate all the Krabby Patties. You ate the stove!
You ate Old Man Jenkins!
[Old Man Jenkins] I don't want to be a burden.
[screaming]
Folks, we have a minor situation going on in the kitchen.
No! Huh?
[screaming]
Squidward, that giant Krabby Patty is on a rampage.
We have to escape!
Do you always go barefoot at work,
or have I just never noticed before?
Wouldn't this just count as half barefoot?
Salad and tea.
But where are the Krabby Patties?
Oh, silly, those aren't hip.
Oh, you won't be needing that thing anymore.
B-B-B-B-B.
I've got something more fun for you to do anyway.
Hey, buddy, you need a ride?!
I was just on my way to the big doofus convention.
[laughing]
This is humiliating.
I'm a fry cook. Darn it!
You can take away my spatula,
but when you take away my dignity,
that's when I get mad!