rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Sandy: How about some tomatoes?	And I'll cut the cheese!
Sandy: And, what else should we slice?	More buns!
Sandy: And lettuce! Both: Yeah!	Phew. Making sandwiches sure is fun. Right, Sandy? Right? I guess I'll eat one now.
Sandy: You're mince meat!	In your dreams! Hi-yah!
Mr. Krabs: Huh? What the barnacle?	Do you think Mr. Krabs ever does karate?
Mr. Krabs: Bleuhahugh!	Mr. Krabs! Uhh, hey, Mr. Krabs, how’s it going? Nice day, huh? Oh, alright, Mr. Krabs. You caught me. But you know what? I just can't help myself. You're just gonna have to fire me.
Mr. Krabs: Fire ya? I've got something else in mind. Sandy: I love karate!	I love kara-tay!
Mr. Krabs: I love money-ay! Squidward: I hate all of you.	Oh, boy, the mail's here! What do we have today? Gas bill... taxes... letter to SpongeBob from - Grandma!
Grandma's voice: Dear SpongeBob, won't you come join me for my birthday? I'll be turning...even older this year! With love, Grandma.	Oh, Grandma's turning even older! I can't wait to celebrate! Sorry, Gary, I am gonna miss you when I'm gone...but, if I'm not here, who's going to take care of you?
Squidward: Hmhmhmhm...	Hi, Squidward!
Squidward:	My daddy is going away. Can you take care of me...eow?
Squidward: Oh, no. No way! Look what that disgusting pest did to my sustainable kelp garden! He chewed it up, ruined it!	Gary, is that true?
Gary: Meow.	Well, I'll see you later, Squidward. Patrick! Patrick?
Patrick:	Patrick, what are you doing?
Patrick: I'm talking to my friend, Funny. Hi, Funny!	Heh, yeah. Hey, Patrick, I need to ask a favor of you.
Patrick: What is it?	I need you to take care of Gary.
Patrick: Are you going off the grid?	What?
Patrick: Don't worry, I know what I do. You're gonna need one of these.	No, that's not it! I am going to see my Grandma for her birthday, and I'm trusting my best pal to watch carefully over Gary when I'm gone.
Patrick: You got it. He's safe with me! Gary: Meow!	Okay, Patrick. There you are!
Patrick: What's that?	It's a chronological list of all the things you need to do with Gary. Make sure you do each and every one.
Patrick: Got it! Hey, do you have any more of those deep fried cream filled sugar-coated coral balls?	Oh, yeah. They're in the cupboard.
Patrick: Ooh, coral balls.	I'm gonna miss you, little guy. But I know you are going to be in good hands.
Patrick: You can't get to my stomach now, white coral ball.	Okay, Gary. I'll be home by ten. Dear Patrick, just do verify. First, you feed Gary, then you pet Gary, then you-
Patrick: SpongeBob! Don't you trust me? I am the most responsible guy you know!	You know what? You're right.
Patrick: Well, of course I am! Now, go see your Grandma. Gary's in good hands. Yep! Looks like it's just you and me, friend. Gary: Meow. Patrick: Hmmm... I wonder what we should do first. You need to work on your handwriting, SpongeBob. I don't need this anyway. Oh! I know! Let's go for a walk! Gary: Patrick: Oh. Looks like my tummy is having an argument with the coral balls. Ohhh... Gary: Patrick: Better. Gary: Meow. Patrick: Oh, hey, friend! What's up? Gary: Meow. Meow. Patrick: Step aside, Barry. Let me show you how it's done. Ooh. Gotta try a bite of this. Ahh. Good stuff. Gary: Patrick: I wonder what SpongeBob's got for you in the fridge. Grandma: I hope you saved room for dessert, SpongeBob.	Oh, Grandma, you shouldn't have. It's your birthday, I should be serving you!
Grandma: Awww... I know how much you love sweets, and I know how much you love your pet snail, so I made you this special gelatin mold.	Gary. Oh, Gary.
Patrick: He's safe with me. Gary: Meow.	Grandma, can I please use your phone?
Grandma: Of course!	Thank you.
Patrick: Hello?	Patrick, it's SpongeBob. How's Gary?
Patrick: Oh, Gary! Yeah, he's fine. Gary: Meow.	Sounds like you got everything under control. Oh, and make sure to give Gary his bath.
Patrick: Whew! SpongeBob was right. You need a bath! Oh! I almost forgot. Snail food! Gary: Meow! Patrick: Gotta get the water to stay in there somehow. Now, Gary, we don't eat the bath. We get in the bath. Come on, Gary. Oh, don't be difficult now, Gary. Gary! There you are! Oh, what now? SquarePants household.	Yeah, Patrick, about Gary's bath, make sure the bath water is not too hot, and he doesn't like too many bubbles.
Patrick: Yeah, yeah.	And remember to dry him off really good.
Patrick: All right.	And don't forget about the list!
Patrick: Okay, I get it, SpongeBob! I get it, I get it! No! I don't get these new beguiled shower heads. Gary! Time for your- Wait a minute, Patrick! You gotta trick the snail! You gotta be smarterer than him! Hey, buddy! I got something cool to show you. And it's the opposite of a wet watery bath. Take it down! Gary: Meow! Patrick: Doesn't that look fun? Gary: Meow! Patrick: Well, make up your mind! Is it water or fire? Okay, Gary. If you don't come to the bath, then the bath's gonna come to you. That's a good boy! Now, suds up! Gary: Meow! Patrick: That wasn't so bad, now was it? Gary: Oww! Patrick: Oh, now we gotta dry you off. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any salt. So, I'll have to use the next best thing! There! Doesn't that feel better? Okay! Let's see, Gary's eaten, he's had his bath, Time to watch the TV! Sheesh, Gary! Well, if you wanted another bath, why didn't you just ask? Gary: Meow!	♪Happy Birthday dear old Grandma, Grandma, Grandma! The best Grandma in the world, Grandma, Grandma!♪
Grandma: Oh, dear! Look at all those candles! Why, if I were any older, we'd be in danger of burning down the house!	Grandma, can I use your phone again?
Grandma: Go ahead, dear. But there may not be any cake left when you get back! Patrick: SquareyPants' house.	Just checking, is everything okay over there?
Patrick: Who is this?	It's SpongeBob. Is Gary all right?
Patrick: Oh, yeah. He's-	He's what? He's what, Patrick? Gary is what?! What is happening to them?! They need my help! Grandma! Grandma!
Grandma: Hold on, dear. Just...just let me finish these last few candles. I did it! Oh, but oh, am I tired!	Ooh, better get you to bed now. Good night, Grandma!
Grandma: What a good boy!	Hang on, Gary! Gary! What's the matter, buddy? Ahh... reading Patrick a bedtime story, I see. Snail Tales, that's a good one.
Patrick: Snail Tales? I thought it was called, Meow, meow, meow.	It's time to grow myself large and wide.
Sandy: Howdy, SpongeBob. How's it goin'?	Not too close, Sandy. I tend to get smelly when I'm pumpin' iron. Check it out.
Sandy: Well, you're smelly.	All thanks to my state-of-the-art work set.
Sandy: Uhh... I don't wanna disappoint you, SpongeBob, but you won't see any progress with those.	Oh, really?
Sandy: That is, if you want arms like these... ...or these... ...or these!	Well, uhh, maybe I could use a little help.
Sandy: Well, if you want arms like mine, you just gotta follow my training program.	Wow, really? That'd be great, Sandy. I can see me now. La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la. Goodnight, Gary.
Gary: Meow.	Yeah... that would change everything!
Sandy: Be at my place at 5 a.m. Oh! And you'll need a water helmet. Come on, SpongeBob, it's only push-ups! Come on. Come on! You can do it!	One.
Sandy: Alright, put 'em up!	They're up.
Sandy: Ding ding! Feeling the burn?	I'm! Fee!! Ling!!! Some!!!! Thing!!!!!
Sandy: Well, now that we've got warmed up, it's time for the arm-cruncher.	Arm-cruncher, great... This squirrel's trying to kill me.
Sandy: This is it.	Hey, that's great, Sandy, well, I sure had fun, we'll have to do it again sometime, bye. This working-out thing, isn't working out. Ow. Ow. Ow.
Shark: Hey! Hey, you! Wimpy, wimpy, wimpy! Oh, I'm a little peanut worm. Are you too much of a wimp to work out? Are you a weakling built like a sponge? Well, now you too can have muscles.	Huh?
Shark: With Anchor arms! They slip on like a glove. Just add air. How big do you want 'em? Normal? Veiny!? And for the ladies... ...hairy. I was a wimp before Anchor arms. Now, I'm a jerk, and everybody loves me! So order now, wimp!	Wow, now that's a good idea!
Gary: Meow.	I wanna be just like him. Yeah, I've gotta get to a phone! Hi, Squidward!
Squidward: SpongeBob? Mr. Krabs: Huh!?	Ahoy, Mr. Krabs!!
Mr. Krabs: Mother of pearl! Fish: Owww...	Hi, guys.
Larry: SpongeBob, is that you!?	Who were you expecting, Tiny Tim? Wait... wait... They're big, aren't they?
Larry: Dude, you're ripped!	THANK YOU. I've been working out. Excuse me a second. Yeah. Anyone up for the... ...juice bar?
Scooter: I'm tellin' ya, he's huge! Sandy: Have you guys seen SpongeBob anywhere? Scooter: You mean 'MuscleBob BuffPants'? He's in there! Sandy: Uhh, whatever. Thanks.	I start off with twenty raw eggs everyday. But that's just me.
Sandy: Pardon me.	Working out is my life! I remember when I used to look like that guy over there!
Fish: Who, me?	I remember when I used to look like you, too. But, that was a long time ago.
Bartender: Here's your drink, sir.	Thank you. Yeah...
Sandy: SpongeBob? Wha-where'd you get those muscles?	I've created my own workout routine that's given me amazing results. Whoops! Yeah, I have never felt better.
Sandy: Heck, what's your secret?	What?
Sandy: Your secret workout. What is it?	Hmmm... well... I, uhh... first I... take my hand... and I do this.
Larry: Are you kidding?	Do these muscles lie?
Sandy: I'm glad to see you found an exercise program that works for you.	Yeah, your workout routine wasn't quite tough enough for me.
Sandy: Can't argue with those results. What you need to do now is put those muscles to the test.	Uhh, what do you mean?
Sandy: The big Mussel Beach anchor tossing competition. It's today! Everybody'll be there! Bartender: Here's your drink. Sandy: Hey, with those arms, you'll do great!	Uhh, well, I'm not sure.
Sandy: C'mon, let's go.	Right now? Wait, uhh, wait, Sandy. I don't think it's such a... Sandy, wait!
Sandy: Here it is-- the sign-in list.	Oh, no.
Sandy: Okay, Sannnndy... Cheeks.	Wait, Sandy... don't sign just yet! Wait-!
Sandy: Okay...	WAAAAIT!
Sandy: SpongeBobbbb SquaaaarePaaaants.	Sandy, wait...!
Sandy: It's okay, SpongeBob, I already signed your name in.	Oh, great. Thanks, Sandy.
Announcer: We on? Welcome to the Goo Lagoon 8th annual anchor toss competition. Sandy: Ready, SpongeBob?	Oh, yeah. Great. No problem.
Announcer: Could I get some mustard on that? Oh. First up, Don the Whale. Measurer: 200 yards! Announcer: Let's see an instant-replay. Amazing! Up next, Larry the Lobster. Measurer: 210 yards!! Announcer: Here goes, Sandy Cheeks. Measurer: 510 yaaaards!!! Announcer: Wow! Fabulous! Sandy: Beat that, SpongeBob! Announcer: Up next: SpongeBob SquarePants! Crowd: SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob!	Just kidding. Just kidding... heh!
Sandy: That SpongeBob is funnier than ears on an acorn!	Oh, this is it. They're all gonna find out I'm a fake. I can't give up. I've got to try. I can do it! I've got Anchor Arms! I'm no wimp! I'm a jerk!! Yeah.
Crowd: SpongeBob! SpongeBob! Crowd Attendee: Ooh, I think he lost. Sandy! Sandy! Sandy!	96... 97... 98... 99... 100.
Sandy: I want 100 more.	It hurts. 1. 2. 3. 4...
Sandy: I think we finally found an exercise for you, SpongeBob.	...9. 10. Can you get that?
Patrick: You're it!	You're it! Wait, Pat, you're it! The sign!
Patrick: Huh? Duuhh... aaann... ger... cliff!	Patrick! Let me help you out of there, buddy! Is the rest of you down there?
Patrick: The rest of me is up here.	Whew, you had me worried there, buddy. Here's your head.
Patrick: I find all this laughter to be highly illogical.	Well, let's stop laughin' and let's start fishin'! Go ahead, you get first crack.
Patrick: Look at them. These graceful stoic creatures of the deep.	Huh? Those are some big words, Pat. I've never heard you use them before.
Patrick: Nonsense, my vocabulary is infinitely expanding.	Well, let's expand our jellyfish nets! C'mon, Patrick! Look, buddy, I captured one!
Patrick: Yes... I captured one as well without disturbing its delicate ecosystem. It is wrong to harness nature in such a barbaric manner.	Okay...what do you wanna do?
Patrick: Let us go off and admire the beauty and fragility of nature.	Pretty.
Patrick: Yes, quite.	Fragile.
Patrick: Indeed.	C'mon, Patrick, let's do something fun!
Patrick: Oh, you want to run some statistics or observe phenomenon and render hypothesis of said phenomenon?	I was thinking more like jumping rope, 1-legged races , or playing duck-duck-hermit crab.
Patrick: Doesn't feel like fun.	How about some jokes? Patrick, what's the difference between a guitar and a jellyfish?
Patrick: You can't strum a jellyfish.	Yes!
Patrick: Oh my, look at the time. I really must be going.	What's wrong with Patrick? I sure hope he gets better soon. Are you better, Pat? Uhh, whatcha doing?
Patrick: Just studying this amazing subspecies. Plankton: I'll show you subspecies!	Wanna visit Squidward?
Patrick: Well, since I am finished with my work, I'll humor you with your trivial pursuits. I'd recognize that piece anywhere! Cornelius Pufferfish's Opus 67, Symphony in Blue. Squidward: Patrick? Patrick: It's a beautiful piece. Execution needs some work. May I suggest on the 7th bar of the adagio andante that you add a little fortissimo on the arpeggiated b-flat scale. Squidward: Wow! I never thought to do it like that. Patrick: Well, that is because you rarely think.	How do you know so much about music?
Patrick: A creative outlet provides a spiritual release and helps facilitate a healthy mental balance. Ah.	Does that include... belch-talk-ing?
Patrick: Mr. SquarePants, I find your humor vulgar. Squidward: I had no idea you were so knowledgeable, Patrick! Do you think you can be my musical mentor?	Uhh, guys?

Sandy: How about some tomatoes?

And I'll cut the cheese!

Sandy: And, what else should we slice?

More buns!

Sandy: And lettuce! Both: Yeah!

Phew. Making sandwiches sure is fun. Right, Sandy? Right? I guess I'll eat one now.

Sandy: You're mince meat!

In your dreams! Hi-yah!

Mr. Krabs: Huh? What the barnacle?

Do you think Mr. Krabs ever does karate?

Mr. Krabs: Bleuhahugh!

Mr. Krabs! Uhh, hey, Mr. Krabs, how’s it going? Nice day, huh? Oh, alright, Mr. Krabs. You caught me. But you know what? I just can't help myself. You're just gonna have to fire me.

Mr. Krabs: Fire ya? I've got something else in mind. Sandy: I love karate!

I love kara-tay!

Mr. Krabs: I love money-ay! Squidward: I hate all of you.

Oh, boy, the mail's here! What do we have today? Gas bill... taxes... letter to SpongeBob from - Grandma!

Grandma's voice: Dear SpongeBob, won't you come join me for my birthday? I'll be turning...even older this year! With love, Grandma.

Oh, Grandma's turning even older! I can't wait to celebrate! Sorry, Gary, I am gonna miss you when I'm gone...but, if I'm not here, who's going to take care of you?

Squidward: Hmhmhmhm...

Hi, Squidward!

Squidward:

My daddy is going away. Can you take care of me...eow?

Squidward: Oh, no. No way! Look what that disgusting pest did to my sustainable kelp garden! He chewed it up, ruined it!

Gary, is that true?

Gary: Meow.

Well, I'll see you later, Squidward. Patrick! Patrick?

Patrick:

Patrick, what are you doing?

Patrick: I'm talking to my friend, Funny. Hi, Funny!

Heh, yeah. Hey, Patrick, I need to ask a favor of you.

Patrick: What is it?

I need you to take care of Gary.

Patrick: Are you going off the grid?

What?

Patrick: Don't worry, I know what I do. You're gonna need one of these.

No, that's not it! I am going to see my Grandma for her birthday, and I'm trusting my best pal to watch carefully over Gary when I'm gone.

Patrick: You got it. He's safe with me! Gary: Meow!

Okay, Patrick. There you are!

Patrick: What's that?

It's a chronological list of all the things you need to do with Gary. Make sure you do each and every one.

Patrick: Got it! Hey, do you have any more of those deep fried cream filled sugar-coated coral balls?

Oh, yeah. They're in the cupboard.

Patrick: Ooh, coral balls.

I'm gonna miss you, little guy. But I know you are going to be in good hands.

Patrick: You can't get to my stomach now, white coral ball.

Okay, Gary. I'll be home by ten. Dear Patrick, just do verify. First, you feed Gary, then you pet Gary, then you-

Patrick: SpongeBob! Don't you trust me? I am the most responsible guy you know!

You know what? You're right.

Patrick: Well, of course I am! Now, go see your Grandma. Gary's in good hands. Yep! Looks like it's just you and me, friend. Gary: Meow. Patrick: Hmmm... I wonder what we should do first. You need to work on your handwriting, SpongeBob. I don't need this anyway. Oh! I know! Let's go for a walk! Gary: Patrick: Oh. Looks like my tummy is having an argument with the coral balls. Ohhh... Gary: Patrick: Better. Gary: Meow. Patrick: Oh, hey, friend! What's up? Gary: Meow. Meow. Patrick: Step aside, Barry. Let me show you how it's done. Ooh. Gotta try a bite of this. Ahh. Good stuff. Gary: Patrick: I wonder what SpongeBob's got for you in the fridge. Grandma: I hope you saved room for dessert, SpongeBob.

Oh, Grandma, you shouldn't have. It's your birthday, I should be serving you!

Grandma: Awww... I know how much you love sweets, and I know how much you love your pet snail, so I made you this special gelatin mold.

Gary. Oh, Gary.

Patrick: He's safe with me. Gary: Meow.

Grandma, can I please use your phone?

Grandma: Of course!

Thank you.

Patrick: Hello?

Patrick, it's SpongeBob. How's Gary?

Patrick: Oh, Gary! Yeah, he's fine. Gary: Meow.

Sounds like you got everything under control. Oh, and make sure to give Gary his bath.

Patrick: Whew! SpongeBob was right. You need a bath! Oh! I almost forgot. Snail food! Gary: Meow! Patrick: Gotta get the water to stay in there somehow. Now, Gary, we don't eat the bath. We get in the bath. Come on, Gary. Oh, don't be difficult now, Gary. Gary! There you are! Oh, what now? SquarePants household.

Yeah, Patrick, about Gary's bath, make sure the bath water is not too hot, and he doesn't like too many bubbles.

Patrick: Yeah, yeah.

And remember to dry him off really good.

Patrick: All right.

And don't forget about the list!

Patrick: Okay, I get it, SpongeBob! I get it, I get it! No! I don't get these new beguiled shower heads. Gary! Time for your- Wait a minute, Patrick! You gotta trick the snail! You gotta be smarterer than him! Hey, buddy! I got something cool to show you. And it's the opposite of a wet watery bath. Take it down! Gary: Meow! Patrick: Doesn't that look fun? Gary: Meow! Patrick: Well, make up your mind! Is it water or fire? Okay, Gary. If you don't come to the bath, then the bath's gonna come to you. That's a good boy! Now, suds up! Gary: Meow! Patrick: That wasn't so bad, now was it? Gary: Oww! Patrick: Oh, now we gotta dry you off. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any salt. So, I'll have to use the next best thing! There! Doesn't that feel better? Okay! Let's see, Gary's eaten, he's had his bath, Time to watch the TV! Sheesh, Gary! Well, if you wanted another bath, why didn't you just ask? Gary: Meow!

♪Happy Birthday dear old Grandma, Grandma, Grandma! The best Grandma in the world, Grandma, Grandma!♪

Grandma: Oh, dear! Look at all those candles! Why, if I were any older, we'd be in danger of burning down the house!

Grandma, can I use your phone again?

Grandma: Go ahead, dear. But there may not be any cake left when you get back! Patrick: SquareyPants' house.

Just checking, is everything okay over there?

Patrick: Who is this?

It's SpongeBob. Is Gary all right?

Patrick: Oh, yeah. He's-

He's what? He's what, Patrick? Gary is what?! What is happening to them?! They need my help! Grandma! Grandma!

Grandma: Hold on, dear. Just...just let me finish these last few candles. I did it! Oh, but oh, am I tired!

Ooh, better get you to bed now. Good night, Grandma!

Grandma: What a good boy!

Hang on, Gary! Gary! What's the matter, buddy? Ahh... reading Patrick a bedtime story, I see. Snail Tales, that's a good one.

Patrick: Snail Tales? I thought it was called, Meow, meow, meow.

It's time to grow myself large and wide.

Sandy: Howdy, SpongeBob. How's it goin'?

Not too close, Sandy. I tend to get smelly when I'm pumpin' iron. Check it out.

Sandy: Well, you're smelly.

All thanks to my state-of-the-art work set.

Sandy: Uhh... I don't wanna disappoint you, SpongeBob, but you won't see any progress with those.

Oh, really?

Sandy: That is, if you want arms like these... ...or these... ...or these!

Well, uhh, maybe I could use a little help.

Sandy: Well, if you want arms like mine, you just gotta follow my training program.

Wow, really? That'd be great, Sandy. I can see me now. La-la-la, la-la, la-la-la, la-la. Goodnight, Gary.

Gary: Meow.

Yeah... that would change everything!

Sandy: Be at my place at 5 a.m. Oh! And you'll need a water helmet. Come on, SpongeBob, it's only push-ups! Come on. Come on! You can do it!

One.

Sandy: Alright, put 'em up!

They're up.

Sandy: Ding ding! Feeling the burn?

I'm! Fee!! Ling!!! Some!!!! Thing!!!!!

Sandy: Well, now that we've got warmed up, it's time for the arm-cruncher.

Arm-cruncher, great... This squirrel's trying to kill me.

Sandy: This is it.

Hey, that's great, Sandy, well, I sure had fun, we'll have to do it again sometime, bye. This working-out thing, isn't working out. Ow. Ow. Ow.

Shark: Hey! Hey, you! Wimpy, wimpy, wimpy! Oh, I'm a little peanut worm. Are you too much of a wimp to work out? Are you a weakling built like a sponge? Well, now you too can have muscles.

Huh?

Shark: With Anchor arms! They slip on like a glove. Just add air. How big do you want 'em? Normal? Veiny!? And for the ladies... ...hairy. I was a wimp before Anchor arms. Now, I'm a jerk, and everybody loves me! So order now, wimp!

Wow, now that's a good idea!

Gary: Meow.

I wanna be just like him. Yeah, I've gotta get to a phone! Hi, Squidward!

Squidward: SpongeBob? Mr. Krabs: Huh!?

Ahoy, Mr. Krabs!!

Mr. Krabs: Mother of pearl! Fish: Owww...

Hi, guys.

Larry: SpongeBob, is that you!?

Who were you expecting, Tiny Tim? Wait... wait... They're big, aren't they?

Larry: Dude, you're ripped!

THANK YOU. I've been working out. Excuse me a second. Yeah. Anyone up for the... ...juice bar?

Scooter: I'm tellin' ya, he's huge! Sandy: Have you guys seen SpongeBob anywhere? Scooter: You mean 'MuscleBob BuffPants'? He's in there! Sandy: Uhh, whatever. Thanks.

I start off with twenty raw eggs everyday. But that's just me.

Sandy: Pardon me.

Working out is my life! I remember when I used to look like that guy over there!

Fish: Who, me?

I remember when I used to look like you, too. But, that was a long time ago.

Bartender: Here's your drink, sir.

Thank you. Yeah...

Sandy: SpongeBob? Wha-where'd you get those muscles?

I've created my own workout routine that's given me amazing results. Whoops! Yeah, I have never felt better.

Sandy: Heck, what's your secret?

What?

Sandy: Your secret workout. What is it?

Hmmm... well... I, uhh... first I... take my hand... and I do this.

Larry: Are you kidding?

Do these muscles lie?

Sandy: I'm glad to see you found an exercise program that works for you.

Yeah, your workout routine wasn't quite tough enough for me.

Sandy: Can't argue with those results. What you need to do now is put those muscles to the test.

Uhh, what do you mean?

Sandy: The big Mussel Beach anchor tossing competition. It's today! Everybody'll be there! Bartender: Here's your drink. Sandy: Hey, with those arms, you'll do great!

Uhh, well, I'm not sure.

Sandy: C'mon, let's go.

Right now? Wait, uhh, wait, Sandy. I don't think it's such a... Sandy, wait!

Sandy: Here it is-- the sign-in list.

Oh, no.

Sandy: Okay, Sannnndy... Cheeks.

Wait, Sandy... don't sign just yet! Wait-!

Sandy: Okay...

WAAAAIT!

Sandy: SpongeBobbbb SquaaaarePaaaants.

Sandy, wait...!

Sandy: It's okay, SpongeBob, I already signed your name in.

Oh, great. Thanks, Sandy.

Announcer: We on? Welcome to the Goo Lagoon 8th annual anchor toss competition. Sandy: Ready, SpongeBob?

Oh, yeah. Great. No problem.

Announcer: Could I get some mustard on that? Oh. First up, Don the Whale. Measurer: 200 yards! Announcer: Let's see an instant-replay. Amazing! Up next, Larry the Lobster. Measurer: 210 yards!! Announcer: Here goes, Sandy Cheeks. Measurer: 510 yaaaards!!! Announcer: Wow! Fabulous! Sandy: Beat that, SpongeBob! Announcer: Up next: SpongeBob SquarePants! Crowd: SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob!

Just kidding. Just kidding... heh!

Sandy: That SpongeBob is funnier than ears on an acorn!

Oh, this is it. They're all gonna find out I'm a fake. I can't give up. I've got to try. I can do it! I've got Anchor Arms! I'm no wimp! I'm a jerk!! Yeah.

Crowd: SpongeBob! SpongeBob! Crowd Attendee: Ooh, I think he lost. Sandy! Sandy! Sandy!

96... 97... 98... 99... 100.

Sandy: I want 100 more.

It hurts. 1. 2. 3. 4...

Sandy: I think we finally found an exercise for you, SpongeBob.

...9. 10. Can you get that?

Patrick: You're it!

You're it! Wait, Pat, you're it! The sign!

Patrick: Huh? Duuhh... aaann... ger... cliff!

Patrick! Let me help you out of there, buddy! Is the rest of you down there?

Patrick: The rest of me is up here.

Whew, you had me worried there, buddy. Here's your head.

Patrick: I find all this laughter to be highly illogical.

Well, let's stop laughin' and let's start fishin'! Go ahead, you get first crack.

Patrick: Look at them. These graceful stoic creatures of the deep.

Huh? Those are some big words, Pat. I've never heard you use them before.

Patrick: Nonsense, my vocabulary is infinitely expanding.

Well, let's expand our jellyfish nets! C'mon, Patrick! Look, buddy, I captured one!

Patrick: Yes... I captured one as well without disturbing its delicate ecosystem. It is wrong to harness nature in such a barbaric manner.

Okay...what do you wanna do?

Patrick: Let us go off and admire the beauty and fragility of nature.

Pretty.

Patrick: Yes, quite.

Fragile.

Patrick: Indeed.

C'mon, Patrick, let's do something fun!

Patrick: Oh, you want to run some statistics or observe phenomenon and render hypothesis of said phenomenon?

I was thinking more like jumping rope, 1-legged races , or playing duck-duck-hermit crab.

Patrick: Doesn't feel like fun.

How about some jokes? Patrick, what's the difference between a guitar and a jellyfish?

Patrick: You can't strum a jellyfish.

Yes!

Patrick: Oh my, look at the time. I really must be going.

What's wrong with Patrick? I sure hope he gets better soon. Are you better, Pat? Uhh, whatcha doing?

Patrick: Just studying this amazing subspecies. Plankton: I'll show you subspecies!

Wanna visit Squidward?

Patrick: Well, since I am finished with my work, I'll humor you with your trivial pursuits. I'd recognize that piece anywhere! Cornelius Pufferfish's Opus 67, Symphony in Blue. Squidward: Patrick? Patrick: It's a beautiful piece. Execution needs some work. May I suggest on the 7th bar of the adagio andante that you add a little fortissimo on the arpeggiated b-flat scale. Squidward: Wow! I never thought to do it like that. Patrick: Well, that is because you rarely think.

How do you know so much about music?

Patrick: A creative outlet provides a spiritual release and helps facilitate a healthy mental balance. Ah.

Does that include... belch-talk-ing?

Patrick: Mr. SquarePants, I find your humor vulgar. Squidward: I had no idea you were so knowledgeable, Patrick! Do you think you can be my musical mentor?

Uhh, guys?