I'm sorry, Plankton, I'm trying my best!
You just lost your brain privileges.
Mr. Krabs!
It■s Just a Grill... It■s just a greasy spoon!
[music playing]
Come on, SpongeBob! It's quitting time!
I've got a card game tonight.
Who're you playing cards with, Mr. Krabs?
Plankton.
Why, I've been taking him to the cleaners
every Thursday night for 15 years!
I never lose.
[laughing]
[crying]
How'd the card game go last night, Mr. Krabs?
I... lost... you.
What?
I bet your contract and I lost.
You work for me now, SpongeBob.
Time to put on
the official chum bucket bucket helmet.
[screaming]
But Mr. Krabs, I don't want to work for him,
I want to work for you here at the Krusty Krab.
[crying]
I'm sorry, boy.
[crying]
[screaming]
SpongeBob!
Mr. Krabs!
This is your greatest blunder, Krabs.
For 15 years, I've been throwing those card games
just waiting for you to slip up.
I may not have the precious Krabby Patty formula,
but I got the next best thing. The guy who makes 'em.
Mr. Krabs!
Okay, I'm ready for my Krabby Patty.
And as your new boss,
I command you to make me a patty this instant,
or I'll be forced to remove your brain
and implant it in my robot chef!
So get cooking.
The sign says "kitchen", but my heart says "jail".
[music playing]
♪ A stove is a stove No matter where you go ♪
♪ A patty is a patty That's what I say ♪
♪ A grill is a grill This is surely so ♪
♪ And fries should be fries Either way ♪
♪ But this grill is not a home This is not the stove I know ♪
♪ I would trade it all away If you'd come back to stay ♪
♪ This kitchen's not the same Without you ♪
♪ It's just a greasy spoon ♪
♪ Without you ♪
[crying]
What is he doing?
The answer is obvious.
To get to the SpongeBob, you must show him
compassion and understanding.
Then he'll give you what you want.
Will you be quiet? I'm thinking.
I've got it! To get to the SpongeBob,
I'll show him compassion and understanding,
then he'll give me what I want.
Hi!
I'm sorry, Plankton, I'm trying my best!
I'm not used to cooking this way!
Please don't take my brain out!
Hold it, SpongeBob,
I'm capable of compassion and understanding.
Now what can I do to make you more comfortable here
at the Chum Bucket?
Well, I usually cook on a grill.
You got it!
Just a few more steps, SpongeBob.
It's an exact replica of the Krusty Krab kitchen.
[gasping] It is an exact replica!
Here's the sink, the greasy fryers,
and that thing!
One Krabby Patty coming up, Mr. Krabs!
[crying] Oh... Mr. Krabs!
Is there anything that old skinflint Krabs
wouldn't let you have?
Well, there is one thing I've always wanted.
You ready to make some patties?
Wait til I finish my ice cream.
How about those patties?
[laughing]
Faster! Faster! Faster!
And then the littlest sea-elf said...
Huh?
[snoring]
[groaning]
You know what would really hit the spot?
Why don't you whip us up a couple of Krabby Patties?
[yawning]
Uh, I don't really feel like it.
That's it, mister!
You just lost your brain privileges.
Finished!
SpongeBob, come in here!
[laughing]
You see, I always get what I want.
And I want you to make me a Krabby Patty!
Dee-dee-doodle-dee-dee-doo!
Response: I don't wanna.
[slurping]
[screaming]
Huh?
[crying] I can't take anymore.
[crying]
You've gotta take that yellow nightmare back!
Um... well, a deal's a deal, Plankton.
How 'bout... you give me 50 bucks,
and I'll take 'em off your hands?
It's a deal! I cheated anyway.
My brain and I are glad to be back, Mr. Krabs.
Glad to have you back, lad. Now, get to those patties!
The lunch rush is a-comin'!
[yawning] I don't feel like it!
Why don't you ask me later, Krabby?
[laughing]
I mean... I'm working all day for free!
My treat!
That's what I thought you said.
[music playing]