[rooster crowing]
[yawning]
[humming]
Ready for work, Mr. Krabs.
Wait a minute. What's the matter with you, boy?
You look like you slept in a pile of trash.
A pile of trash house.
Patrick and I built one out back with all your garbage.
[gasping]
I... I... I can't believe it.
SpongeBob?
- Yeah. - How does it look?
Great, Neptune.
Come on, spit it out. I can take it.
Time for your medicine, Mr... Mr.... Mr. Handsome.
- Why did she call me? - Handsome.
But she spelled it wrong.
Quick, hand me that mirror.
What the? Wait a second.
That nurse was right. I am handsome.
Squidward, you're not handsome. You're a hunk!
[gasping]
Ah! What are you doing here?!
[groaning]
Well, are you two gonna say something, or do I have to--
No! Stay back!
What is the matter with you two?
No, don't hurt us!
It was an accident!
There you are, sir. Oh, yes, it's time again.
[laughing]
I didn't mean to say this,
but I come to appreciate your demeanor lately.
You know, it's a funny thing, Squidward.
I smoothed out the edges of my personality
and the rest just followed suit.
Now I am utterly normal.
In conclusion and without a moment to spare,
I will put this uniform
and assume my duties as hall monitor.
Wish me luck, Mrs. Puff.
[snoring]
Oh, and I--
SpongeBob, are you okay?
I overdid the speech again, didn't I?
I'm afraid so.
Ah, tartar sauce, I guess I won't be needing this.
I hardly knew ya.
Good morning, SpongeBob.
Wow, it's amazing how a simple change of clothes
can make a guy look... just like me.
Yep. If I'm gonna be an award winner,
I've got dress like one.
That's creepy but flattering.
I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.
I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.
I'm ready.
The Quickstir with the uncanny ability
to run really... quick.
Wanna see me run to that mountain and back?
You wanna see me do it again?
Captain Magma, get him angry and he's bound to erupt.
Krakatoa!
[sizzling]
The Elastic Waistband, able to stretch his body
into fantastic shapes and form.
I can finally touch my toes.
And Miss Appear, now you see her, now you don't.
Does this outfit make me look fat?
The International Justice Leage of Super Acquaintances.
A subsidiary of Viacom.
Hi, SpongeBob. Could you help me carry my groceries?
Carry 'em yourself, fish face!
Hey, SpongeBob, how about a little help
with this suntan lotion, huh?
Don't you think you've had enough?
All you're missing is a bowl of butter!
Butter? Yike.
Hey, Grandma.
Hello, SpongeBob.
I've got an abrasive side now.
That's nice, dear.
SpongeBob, would you help your granny cross the street?
Sorry, Granny.
Why don't you walk yourself across the street?
Have a nice day, Grandma.
I've got anchor arms. I'm no wimp, I'm a jerk!
Yeah.
Ooh.
SpongeBob! SpongeBob!
Ooh.
I think he lost.
[laughing]
[screaming]
SpongeBob?
First, I've got to get rid of this stupid costume.
[screaming]
Hey, what do you know? I scared him.
[laughing]
[screaming]
It worked, Patrick, I scared everybody.
Yeah, I guess it was your pink hat.
Pink hat? Oh, that's not a hat, that's my brain.
Oh. [screaming]
Are you better, Pat? Uh, what ya doing?
Just studying this amazing subspecies.
I'll show you subspecies!
You wanna visit Squidward?
Well, since I am finished with my work,
I'll humor you and your trivial pursuits.
Hey, SpongeBob.
What's with the helmet, Patrick?
Well, since I'm now an expert driver,
I have to keep up my image.
Uh-huh.
Boy, driving is so easy.
Oh?
Do you want me to give you lessons?
Oh, that would be great.
Let us rejoice in welcoming our new king.
King needs food badly.
What's this all ab-- [gasping]
Well, well, well, what can I do for you, Patrick?
- The king would like-- - Zip it, SquarePants.
I'm talking to the rich guy.
I'll have ten Krabby Patties, a Krabby milkshake, large fries.
I've got a better idea.
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?! Nobody eats at me restaurant for free!
King or no king!
Awe.
Oh. Horsey rides. Kids love horseys.
Great idea having Patrick play pony.
I'll charge these kids ten bucks a ride and cash in big time.
Well, I don't know, Mr. Krabs.
I think Patrick will only let me ride him.
Oh, nonsense.
Pony rides! Ten buckaroos!
Not so fast!
You're not dealing with an ordinary fry cook.
It's time for you to meet... Fry Boy! Defender of- Oh!
Fry Boy, defender of the Krabby Patty!
[groaning]
Yah!
Yes!
What'll you have?
I shall have beans on toast, please.
All right, one beans on toast coming up.
Mrs. Puff, SpongeBob again. You'd better inform the Duke
that we don't serve beans on toast.
This is just ridiculous.
Would you simply explain my duties, please?!
What are you doing yelling at me customers?
The Duke here is one of me regulars,
and I don't need to explain what happens
when you start losing your regularity, do I?
They wouldn't know real culture,
even if it hit them like a truck full of cement.
[groaning]
[mumbling]
[groaning]
[buzzing]
[groaning]
[screaming]
You're starting to look like your old self again.
Nope, still too handsome.
It's still not working.
Maybe I'm not doing it hard enough.
Ah, hang on a second. Let me-
[groaning]
Eeh! Squidward, you're even more handsome now!
[cheering]
And the crowd is in a frenzy.
Well, SpongeBob, it was you who got me into this mess,
and now you have to get me out again!