Hey!
What's taking so long?
I never got my fries!
Why doesn't my father love me?
Come on! Why are you so slow?
- Hey, Squidward. - Quit it.
- Hey, Squidward. - Quit it!
Mr. Squidward, clean up in the head.
[groaning]
Hey, Squidward.
Also, clean up here.
[whimpering]
- Hey, Squidward. - I said clean up!
Squidward! Squidward!
Hey, Squidward.
[grumbling]
Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward.
- Squidward! - Hey, Squidward.
Hey, Squidward, Hey, Squidward.
[grumbling] Oh, no.
Don't just lay there. Clean up! Clean up! CLEAN UP!
[screaming]
[gasping]
It was just a dream.
Just a horrible, realistic, totally on point dream.
Oh, I can't believe I'm dreaming about work
when there's so many more interesting things
I could be doing.
Just look at my unfinished painting.
And my unfinished symphony.
And my uneaten strudel.
My strudel!
Just tasted like pie to me.
It's a strudel, you barbarian.
Just look at those pastry layers.
Hmm.
Oh, yeah.
Ohh... I just woke up
and the day's already a disaster.
I can't face the Krusty Krab today.
I am staying home
and diving into an ocean of Squidward.
[humming]
[mumbling]
[trumpet playing]
[humming]
[sighing]
What the-- Hmm?
[grumbling]
Anymore of that layer pie?
Get out!
Now, to get rid of the other monkey on my back.
[monkey screeching]
[clearing throat]
[coughing]
[ringing]
Krusty Krab.
[coughing]
Oh, Mr. Krabs, it's... [coughing]
Squidward.
Mr. Squidward, what do you doing on the phone?
You should be working.
[coughing]
I can't work, too... [coughing]
sick. [sneezing]
You do sound pretty bad.
You sure you're too sick to work?
[laughing] I mean, I mean...
[coughing] positive.
Hmm. [grunting]
Mmm, too sick, eh?
I've got the cure for what ails ya.
Well, you just rest up Mr. Squidward.
I'll take care of everything.
Okay. Bye, talk-- I mean, I mean [coughing]
Bye.
No one fakes sick on Mr. Krabs and gets away with it.
Ugh.
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Huh? Oh, that must be the crudités I ordered.
Well-- Whoa!
Oh, Mr. Krabs, I didn't see you there.
How thoughtful of you to visit me in my...
[coughing] weakened state.
Oh, think nothing of it, Mr. Squidward.
You sounded so bad on the phone.
I rushed right over to make sure
you were taking good care of yourself.
Well, I wouldn't want to infect anyone.
So, you should probably go now.
Oh, you are in no condition to be alone.
That's why I brought you some help.
Take one of these and call me in the morning.
The doctor is in.
[groaning]
Swaddle, swaddle, swaddle.
Hush-a-bye now. Don't strain yourself.
Hmm. [grunting]
Really, Mr. Krabs, this is unnecessary.
Of course it is.
If I find out you were faking it
just to get out of work, I'd have to fire ya.
Oh, no faking here. No, I'm really...
[coughing]
sick.
Okay, back to the swaddling.
[laughing]
[groaning]
[laughing]
Oh, yes, I like that. Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Indeed.
[gasping]
Squidward, you're overexerting yourself!
Now, you just rest that sick little body of yours
while SpongeBob finishes up your self portrait for you.
But, but, but.
[laughing]
Oh, yeah! Yeah! [laughing]
Done. In my imagination, you're a helpless, little baby.
Gee, you're sicker than I thought.
Blah.