rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Ms. Priss: I would soon sprout legs and do the Watusi!	Ooh! Okay.
Mr. Krabs: Ah, it don't matter anyway, lad. She can't close us down. Mr. Krabs: She closed us down! I'm ruined! How did it come to this? Squidward: You called Ms. Gristlepuss a disgusting old prune, then you threatened her with a french-fry strainer. Mr. Krabs: Well, I didn't know her husband was the chief of police! Ms. Priss: Thanks again, Al. Al: Any time, honey. See you at home for dinner. Mmm! I'm starving. Yee-haw! Ms. Priss: I just love that man. Squidward: How long has he been standing over there?	Uh, 4 days.
Mr. Krabs: It's no use! I'm ruined!	You know, it's too bad. The only way to make Krabby Patties again would be if you opened a place that didn't look like a restaurant and did it secretly.
Mr. Krabs: That's it! A secret Krusty Krab! And I know just where to open it. Mr. Krabs: There ya are, Betsy! Good as new!	Mr. Krabs, I-
Mr. Krabs:	Whoa, sorry. I was just wondering-
Mr. Krabs: You know, lad, I can remember a time when people used to knock before entering someone else's home!	Yeah, but...this my home.
Mr. Krabs: Oh, yeah... Patrick: Hey guys!	Hey, Patrick! Thanks for helping out today!
Patrick: You bet! Where do you want these extra buns?	Patrick, that bag is totally empty.
Patrick: Oops. Plankton: Happy day, Karen! That fool Krabs changed the name of his restaurant to the closed Krab! Everyone will think it's closed, and come eat here instead! He'll be ruined by tomorrow! What an idiot! Karen: It is closed. Plankton: What? Karen: Ms. Gristlepuss and her husband banned Krabby Patties for being fun and delicious. Plankton: Banned? Then that means, my day of reckoning has come at last! I won, I tell you! I've won! And what better way than by default? Karen: Where are you going? Plankton: Oh, out to celebrate. Don't wait up for me! Harold: Quit shoving. Nat: I wasn't shoving. I was going like that and you happened to be standing there. Harold: That's called shoving. Nat: No, it isn't. Harold: Yes, it is. Nat: Nope. Harold: Yes! Nat: Nope! Plankton: Excuse me, gents! But what's with all the hullabaloo? Harold: We're just waiting in line to buy a Krabby Patty. Plankton: Krabby Patty?! Patrick: Thank you, come again! Can I help whoever's next, please? What's the password, please? Plankton: What are you talking about, you gargantuan buffoon? Patrick: That's it! Come right in! Plankton: Curse you! Gary: Meow. Squidward: So, would you like to secret-size that for two dollars more? Customer: Of course! Mr. Krabs: Hey, Squidwart. You haven't seen any sign of... you know... the cops! Have ya? Squidward: Did you just call me Squidwart? Mr. Krabs: Okay, thanks. I'm gonna see what SpongeBob's doing. Hey, SpongeBob! SpongeBob? SpongeBob? What are you doing under the table?	If Krabby Patties are illegal now, aren't we breaking the law?
Mr. Krabs: There's an old saying, lad. What doesn't kill ya... usually succeeds in the second attempt.	But what does that have to do with making Krabby Patties?
Mr. Krabs: Nothing! But if don't get out there and start cooking, I'll make ya start taking weekends off!	Nooooooo!
Plankton: So, Mr. Krabs is operating under the table, huh? Well, two can play at that game! Plankton: Being a ruthless mastermind sure takes a lot outta ya. Al: Hello, this is officer Al, chief of police. Plankton: Cops, I need you! Miss Priss: There! Patrick: What's the pas-- Nope, that's not it! Miss Priss: You missed one! Mr. Krabs: Oh, Ms. Gristlepuss! I'm sorry we sold Krabby Patties. But do you really have to send us to jail? Miss Priss: Of course I do! You are a nuisance to my community! Al: You tell him, honey! Ha! That's my girl! Miss Priss: Al! What are you doing!? Al: Having some lunch. Miss Priss: Unhand that sandwich at once!	Ms. Gristlepuss! Look out!
Miss Priss: What?	Your shoe's untied!
Miss Priss: It is? Oh! Al: Oooooohhh... Miss Priss: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh ♪Aaaaaaahhhhhh!♪ ♪I like Krabby Patties! I think they're swell. Can you not tell? Krabby Patties, Krabby Patties, they're so neat! La la la la la la la la la la♪	♪La la la la la la la la laaaaaaaa!♪ Really neat.
Miss Priss: ♪Sweet to eat!♪	♪Treat that's neat!♪
Miss Priss & SpongeBob: ♪Aaaaaaannndddd...♪ ♪dismount!♪ Miss Priss: That was wonderful! I... I feel... reborn!	Does that mean you're not sending us to the slammer?
Miss Priss: Of course, my dear boy. I'm a kinder, gentler fish. And I owe it all to you.	Don't forget the spatula!
Miss Priss: Don't push it, Al. Plankton: Darn it! Argh! Once again, so close and yet so far! When am I gonna- oh! Miss Priss: Well, I think I'll have another one. Plankton: Oh dear.	Alright, we're gonna go to Sandy's house! Yeah! Ha-ha! Keep the tree warm, Sandy, we're on our way to your house! Ha-ha-ha...
Patrick: Yay! Yay! Ha-ha! I'm gonna beat you there! I'm gonna... ah, it's gonna be fun! Ah-ha...	Sandy? Hey, Sandy, what's with the sign?
Patrick: Look, she's on the eating channel. Sandy: Howdy, if y'all are watching this, that means I'm asleep for the winter. This sleep is called HIBERNATION. During hibernation, animals don't like to be woken up. So, do not disturb! ...That means you, SpongeBob. Patrick: We better put these on.	Never mind, Pat. Sandy said not to come in. Let's am-scray.
Patrick: When are you gonna learn, SpongeBob? No means yes!	Patrick, listen, how many times do we have to-?
Patrick: SpongeBob! Look at this!	What is this stuff?
Patrick: It's a vast, swirling wonderland of sparkling white pleasure. Let it fill your senses with cascading, fluffy pillows of excitement and comfort as you've never felt before!	Wow, Patrick, that was beautiful!
Patrick: What, I was just reading this candy bar wrapper, see?	Patrick! Put your helmet back on! You know there's no water in Sandy's house!
Patrick: It's okay, SpongeBob. This stuff is water! Look!	I guess you're right. It's okay here!
Patrick: Take it off, no one's lookin'. SpongeBob, did you hear that?	I think it came from Sandy's tree.
Patrick: That is one tired tree.	Let's check it out. Look what's in Sandy's bed!
Patrick: Looks like an over-inflated Sandy doll!	I think this thing is Sandy.
Patrick: Hibernation must mean the opposite of beauty sleep. Sandy: I've had enough of your dastardly deeds, Dirty Dan. I'm gonna get you and your partner, Pinhead Larry or my name ain't Sheriff... Sandy...	She must be dreaming about Texas outlaws. Look out, Sandy, I'm Dirty Dan.
Sandy: I'm gonna catch you and throw you in jail at taxpayers' expense.	Oooh, you better run faster, Sandy!
Patrick: Yeah, I'm getting away! Faster!	Hurry, we're getting in a taxi!
Patrick: Faster! faster! Sandy: I'll get you two. You're nothing but pure evil! Just like newspaper comics...	Come on, Patrick. We shouldn't disturb her anymore.
Patrick: That's not disturbing, this is disturbing. Hi there, SpongeBob, my name is PATBACK.	Ha! That is really disturbing!
Patrick: Uh, SpongeBob?	Huh?
Patrick: Faster, SpongeBob! She's gaining on us!	Sandy! NO! STOP!
Sandy: I warned you, Dirty Dan. Now, you've just crossed the border into Hurtville.	Sandy, it's us, your friends, SpongeBob and Patrick!
Patrick: Please, Sandy, I can't afford dry cleaning! Sandy: Gonna skin y'all and make a pair of size six...boots... Patrick: Fun's over.	Whew, we sure don't want to wake her up again. Too bad we don't have any earplugs to put on her.
Patrick: Yeah, all's I got is this bellybutton lint.	All right, Pat!
Sandy: I'm gonna rip your arms off and.... flapjacks?	Well, that oughta work.
Patrick: Hey, Sandy, does it work?	Hey, Sandy, if you can't hear us, don't say anything!
Patrick: Hey, Sandy! Don't wake up!	See ya later, Sheriff Sandy! You're under arrest!
Patrick: You'll never catch me! Hey, that's not fair! Cowboys couldn't afford cannons.	They couldn't afford station wagons either!
Patrick: Nice paneling.	All right, Pinhead. Your time is up!
Patrick: Hey, who you callin' Pinhead? I wanna be Dirty Dan!	What makes you think you can be Dirty Dan?
Patrick: I'm dirty.	I'd say I'm Dirty Dan.
Patrick: I'd say I'm Dirty Dan!	Ow! I'd say I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!
Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!	I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!
Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!	I'm Dirty Dan! Oof!
Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!	I'm Dirty Dan! D'oh!
Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!	I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!
Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!	I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!
Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan.	AAAAAAAHHH!
Patrick: Screaming will get you nowh- Sandy: Which one of you fellers is the REAL Dirty Dan? Patrick: Uh...I am?	Patrick!
Patrick: Hot wings! Sandy: Okay, Pinhead Larry, now you get yours! PINHEEEEAAAADDDD!!!! Now you're gonna pay for those crimes, Pinhead!	Sandy, stand back. I'm warning ya! Okay, I warned ya!
Patrick: Did you win? Hi, SpongeBob! Okay, SpongeBob, you can be Dirty Dan. I just wanna be Patrick.	Let's get out of here before Sandy wakes up again!
Patrick: Ouch!	Sorry, Patrick, but the door is slippery! It's frozen shut!
Patrick: Let me have a try. Ptuh Ptuh Open sesame! Well, I've done all I can do...	Then we're stuck in here...until the door thaws...in spring.
Patrick: Barnacles. Is it spring yet?	N-n-n-no.
Patrick: I'm so c-cold that I'm sh-shivering.	I'm so cold... that I can use my nose drippings as a pair of chopsticks.
Patrick: I'm so c-cold... that... I'm shivering.	Maybe we should build a fire. I got it! We'll burn the bark from Sandy's tree!
Sandy: You're gonna be wearing an iron lung when I'm through with you, Pinhead!	The fire's not gonna happen, Patrick. I don't get it! How does Sandy survive these intense conditions every year?
Patrick: Maybe she just ignores it.	Maybe...
Patrick: Maybe...	Maybe it's her fur!
SpongeBob and Patrick: Yeah!	Look at all that warm, toasty fur.
Patrick: It's like a gold mine, but with fur.	Carefully...carefully?
Patrick: Come on, do it! I'm freezing here!	All right, all right, hang on a second! That should be enough, right?
Patrick: Sponge, I'm a big man. A big, big man!	Well, I guess I've lived a full life!
Patrick: This is taking too long! I want the warm now!	Pat, no! Pat, are you crazy?!
Patrick: No, I'm warm.	Let me see that roll of tape.
Patrick: Man, that fur really hits the spot. No more frozen armpits!	And this eyebrow-goatee-combo works like a charm. This is the best idea we've ever had.
Patrick: You said it!	I'm ready for the longest, coldest winter ever!
SpongeBob and Patrick: BRING IT ON!!!	...Spring?
Sandy: Wow, spring already!	Tartar sauce! The lock is still frozen!
Sandy: I sure can't wait to go outside and warm my fur! Sandy: Oh, look, it's SpongeBob and Patrick! Sandy: Hey, guys!	It's okay, Sandy. Squirrel pattern baldness is quite common in small mammals!
Sandy: SpongeBob... Patrick...	Don't worry, Sandy, we've got you covered.
Sandy: More lemonade, boys? SpongeBob and Patrick: Thanks, Sandy. Sandy: Spring sure is lovely. Woman: Hey, you stupid bubble, I just washed those! Old Man Jenkins: My spine! Man: Why don't you watch where you're going?! Suzy Fish: Get back here! Old Man Jenkins: I'll sue!	Hey, little bubble. Where'd you come from? Perhaps this letter will shed some light on your origin. It's from my old friend, Bubble Buddy. I wonder what's up with him. Let's see now. Dear SpongeBob...
Bubble Buddy: The Mrs. and I have to go away for a few days, and our regular bubble sitter is sick. Could you please watch our son, Shiny, until we get back? I owe you one! Your pal, Bubble Buddy.	Please keep Shiny away from sharp objects. We don't want him to go pop like his, late Uncle Raymond. Oh, boy! Gary, did you hear that? They want me to watch little Shiny! I wonder when he's going to show up. The letter doesn't say. Oh, I can't wait to meet him! Oh, there you are, Shiny! Oh, look at you! You're just as cute as the dickens! Upsy-Daisy! Say hello to Shiny, Gary. You're full of soap and vinegar, aren't you? I can't wait for my friends to meet you!
Squidward:	♪La la la la la la la!♪ This is going to be great, Shiny! Downsy Daffodil. Squidward loves meeting new friends.
Squidward: No, I don't!	You're gonna like Squidward. He's lots of fun. So, how was your trip? You don't talk much do you? Hmm. Guess he's not home. Oh, well. We'll have to try again, later. Hey, Shiny. Where are you going? You can't go in there! You weren't invited!
Squidward: Would you please get your friend out of my house? Squidward: Where is he?	Oh, Squidward. This place is so filled with sharp, jagged, broken things! This is no place for a little bubble boy! There he is! Don't worry, Squidward. I'll get him! Nope. Jagged glass. Barbed wire. Cactuses. Cactuses protected by barbed wire. Shh! Shiny must be in this one. Gotcha! No, guess not. Oh no! You don't think he p-p-p-p-popped in there ...?!
Squidward: There he is! He's headed straight for my glass menagerie! Squidward: Phew...	Hold still, Shiny. Gotcha!
Squidward: Of course.	Okay, Shiny. Fun is fun, but it's time to come down, now. Barnacles! Shiny, no! Shiny, come back! There he is! He's headed for that open window! I gotcha, you little rascal. I guess Shiny wants to be an artist, just like you.
Squidward: SpongeBob, I spent 6 long months on that painting!	Don't worry, Squidward. Shiny's made of soap. We'll just wash it off. There you go, good as new. Really catches your inner self. Oh, look at the time. Time to go to work! See you there. Bye! Hi, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Morning, laddy. Say, what's with the glass puppet?	This isn't glass! Remember Bubble Buddy? Well, I'm taking care of his son.
Mr. Krabs: Eh, Bubble Buddy, huh? That guy still owes me money! So, what's the little deadbeat's name?	Mr. Krabs, allow me to introduce you to Shiny Bubble.
Mr. Krabs: Put it there! Hey!	Oh! You might wanna be careful with those sharp claws, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: Come here you little rascal!	Don't worry, I got him! Wow, look how shiny Shiny made you.
Mr. Krabs: Well, would you look at that. I never felt this clean on a weekday. Why don't you take into the kitchen and let him play with the dirty dishes?	Wow, I think Mr. Krabs really likes you. You play with these while I tend to the grill. You sure are lucky, Shiny. You get to learn the glories of the service industry. Yessiree, Shiner. You show me a sizzling grill, and I'll show you a happy customer.
Harold: Woooowww! Hernia. Squidward: What in the name of Neptune is going on- Customer: Money! Yay!	There you are, Shiny. I'm so glad I found you. Good thing you weren't hurt.
Mr. Krabs: You better get him out of here if you wanna keep him that way! Bubbles today. They don't seem to understand the value of money.	That's okay, Shiny. It's too dangerous for you to work at the Krusty Krab, anyway. But, there are some fun, safe things we can do. Like stand in place, or sit in place. Or the let's do nothing at all game. Patrick is really good at that one. He- Shiny? Shiny where are you? Shiny! No! You can't go to the city. It's too dangerous! Where are you, Shiny? Shiny, no! Don't worry. I'll save you! There now. Safe and sound. Now, Shiny, I- Now, Shiny, you might- That was a close one. Okay, now. Let's get you to my house and keep you away from sharp pointy things. Oh, tartar sauce. Oooh! Bikini Bottom Pin Factory?! Shiny, no! I'll save you! You need to watch where you're going. You could get popped in a place like that. Hold on. There's something tickling my nose. Where's Shiny? Oh, no! Scissor Works? I'll save you, Shiny! Oh, boy. Don't you know scissors are sharp and dangerous? Luckily, we both escaped unharmed! Shiny? Pitchfork Pantry. Of course. Aah. Ow. Shiny, how many times do I have to tell you? No sharp, no pointy! Let's see if there's someplace safe for you to visit. Ah, that's it. The Pillow Foundry. You'll like it in there. Pillows aren't dangerous. Huh? Okay, let's skip the pillow foundry. I'll just take you to my house. Here we are. Home safe home! You must be famish after all that running around. Now, what would a growing bubble eat? Hmm. I know! Shiny! Don't worry! I'll save you! Oh, that ain't right! Oh, come on, now! Phew, he's okay. Uh-oh.
Bubble Buddy: Hey, SpongeBob. How's my son been faring?	Oh, he's... ...doing great.
Bubble Buddy: I see you've grown a second head, again, son.	Again?
Bubble Buddy: Don't worry, SpongeBob. I'll take care of it. So, did my son behave himself?	Oh, he was a little angel... in a little devil, sort of way.
Bubble Buddy: Well, see you later.	Bye-bye. Anytime you need a babysitter. In case you wanna know, I do a lot of stuff. I have Gary,... he needs feeding... and I have to check in with Mr. Krabs... and I... stand around a lot, and that keeps me busy.
Woman: Help!	Hey, yah!
Woman: Help, help!	Whoa! Hup. There, there. You're safe now, little lady.
Jack M. Crazyfish: You fool! You've falled into my trap. Now you're mine, SpongeBob the strong!	So, we meet again, Crazyfish!
Jack M. Crazyfish: Bring it on!	With pleasure!
Jack M. Crazyfish: So loud!	You ready to get crazy, huh, Crazyfish?!
Jack M. Crazyfish: You bet your frosting, Sponge-cake.	Sorry, I'm not wearing any frosting. Hey, that's cheating!

Ms. Priss: I would soon sprout legs and do the Watusi!

Ooh! Okay.

Mr. Krabs: Ah, it don't matter anyway, lad. She can't close us down. Mr. Krabs: She closed us down! I'm ruined! How did it come to this? Squidward: You called Ms. Gristlepuss a disgusting old prune, then you threatened her with a french-fry strainer. Mr. Krabs: Well, I didn't know her husband was the chief of police! Ms. Priss: Thanks again, Al. Al: Any time, honey. See you at home for dinner. Mmm! I'm starving. Yee-haw! Ms. Priss: I just love that man. Squidward: How long has he been standing over there?

Uh, 4 days.

Mr. Krabs: It's no use! I'm ruined!

You know, it's too bad. The only way to make Krabby Patties again would be if you opened a place that didn't look like a restaurant and did it secretly.

Mr. Krabs: That's it! A secret Krusty Krab! And I know just where to open it. Mr. Krabs: There ya are, Betsy! Good as new!

Mr. Krabs, I-

Mr. Krabs:

Whoa, sorry. I was just wondering-

Mr. Krabs: You know, lad, I can remember a time when people used to knock before entering someone else's home!

Yeah, but...this my home.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, yeah... Patrick: Hey guys!

Hey, Patrick! Thanks for helping out today!

Patrick: You bet! Where do you want these extra buns?

Patrick, that bag is totally empty.

Patrick: Oops. Plankton: Happy day, Karen! That fool Krabs changed the name of his restaurant to the closed Krab! Everyone will think it's closed, and come eat here instead! He'll be ruined by tomorrow! What an idiot! Karen: It is closed. Plankton: What? Karen: Ms. Gristlepuss and her husband banned Krabby Patties for being fun and delicious. Plankton: Banned? Then that means, my day of reckoning has come at last! I won, I tell you! I've won! And what better way than by default? Karen: Where are you going? Plankton: Oh, out to celebrate. Don't wait up for me! Harold: Quit shoving. Nat: I wasn't shoving. I was going like that and you happened to be standing there. Harold: That's called shoving. Nat: No, it isn't. Harold: Yes, it is. Nat: Nope. Harold: Yes! Nat: Nope! Plankton: Excuse me, gents! But what's with all the hullabaloo? Harold: We're just waiting in line to buy a Krabby Patty. Plankton: Krabby Patty?! Patrick: Thank you, come again! Can I help whoever's next, please? What's the password, please? Plankton: What are you talking about, you gargantuan buffoon? Patrick: That's it! Come right in! Plankton: Curse you! Gary: Meow. Squidward: So, would you like to secret-size that for two dollars more? Customer: Of course! Mr. Krabs: Hey, Squidwart. You haven't seen any sign of... you know... the cops! Have ya? Squidward: Did you just call me Squidwart? Mr. Krabs: Okay, thanks. I'm gonna see what SpongeBob's doing. Hey, SpongeBob! SpongeBob? SpongeBob? What are you doing under the table?

If Krabby Patties are illegal now, aren't we breaking the law?

Mr. Krabs: There's an old saying, lad. What doesn't kill ya... usually succeeds in the second attempt.

But what does that have to do with making Krabby Patties?

Mr. Krabs: Nothing! But if don't get out there and start cooking, I'll make ya start taking weekends off!

Nooooooo!

Plankton: So, Mr. Krabs is operating under the table, huh? Well, two can play at that game! Plankton: Being a ruthless mastermind sure takes a lot outta ya. Al: Hello, this is officer Al, chief of police. Plankton: Cops, I need you! Miss Priss: There! Patrick: What's the pas-- Nope, that's not it! Miss Priss: You missed one! Mr. Krabs: Oh, Ms. Gristlepuss! I'm sorry we sold Krabby Patties. But do you really have to send us to jail? Miss Priss: Of course I do! You are a nuisance to my community! Al: You tell him, honey! Ha! That's my girl! Miss Priss: Al! What are you doing!? Al: Having some lunch. Miss Priss: Unhand that sandwich at once!

Ms. Gristlepuss! Look out!

Miss Priss: What?

Your shoe's untied!

Miss Priss: It is? Oh! Al: Oooooohhh... Miss Priss: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh ♪Aaaaaaahhhhhh!♪ ♪I like Krabby Patties! I think they're swell. Can you not tell? Krabby Patties, Krabby Patties, they're so neat! La la la la la la la la la la♪

♪La la la la la la la la laaaaaaaa!♪ Really neat.

Miss Priss: ♪Sweet to eat!♪

♪Treat that's neat!♪

Miss Priss & SpongeBob: ♪Aaaaaaannndddd...♪ ♪dismount!♪ Miss Priss: That was wonderful! I... I feel... reborn!

Does that mean you're not sending us to the slammer?

Miss Priss: Of course, my dear boy. I'm a kinder, gentler fish. And I owe it all to you.

Don't forget the spatula!

Miss Priss: Don't push it, Al. Plankton: Darn it! Argh! Once again, so close and yet so far! When am I gonna- oh! Miss Priss: Well, I think I'll have another one. Plankton: Oh dear.

Alright, we're gonna go to Sandy's house! Yeah! Ha-ha! Keep the tree warm, Sandy, we're on our way to your house! Ha-ha-ha...

Patrick: Yay! Yay! Ha-ha! I'm gonna beat you there! I'm gonna... ah, it's gonna be fun! Ah-ha...

Sandy? Hey, Sandy, what's with the sign?

Patrick: Look, she's on the eating channel. Sandy: Howdy, if y'all are watching this, that means I'm asleep for the winter. This sleep is called HIBERNATION. During hibernation, animals don't like to be woken up. So, do not disturb! ...That means you, SpongeBob. Patrick: We better put these on.

Never mind, Pat. Sandy said not to come in. Let's am-scray.

Patrick: When are you gonna learn, SpongeBob? No means yes!

Patrick, listen, how many times do we have to-?

Patrick: SpongeBob! Look at this!

What is this stuff?

Patrick: It's a vast, swirling wonderland of sparkling white pleasure. Let it fill your senses with cascading, fluffy pillows of excitement and comfort as you've never felt before!

Wow, Patrick, that was beautiful!

Patrick: What, I was just reading this candy bar wrapper, see?

Patrick! Put your helmet back on! You know there's no water in Sandy's house!

Patrick: It's okay, SpongeBob. This stuff is water! Look!

I guess you're right. It's okay here!

Patrick: Take it off, no one's lookin'. SpongeBob, did you hear that?

I think it came from Sandy's tree.

Patrick: That is one tired tree.

Let's check it out. Look what's in Sandy's bed!

Patrick: Looks like an over-inflated Sandy doll!

I think this thing is Sandy.

Patrick: Hibernation must mean the opposite of beauty sleep. Sandy: I've had enough of your dastardly deeds, Dirty Dan. I'm gonna get you and your partner, Pinhead Larry or my name ain't Sheriff... Sandy...

She must be dreaming about Texas outlaws. Look out, Sandy, I'm Dirty Dan.

Sandy: I'm gonna catch you and throw you in jail at taxpayers' expense.

Oooh, you better run faster, Sandy!

Patrick: Yeah, I'm getting away! Faster!

Hurry, we're getting in a taxi!

Patrick: Faster! faster! Sandy: I'll get you two. You're nothing but pure evil! Just like newspaper comics...

Come on, Patrick. We shouldn't disturb her anymore.

Patrick: That's not disturbing, this is disturbing. Hi there, SpongeBob, my name is PATBACK.

Ha! That is really disturbing!

Patrick: Uh, SpongeBob?

Huh?

Patrick: Faster, SpongeBob! She's gaining on us!

Sandy! NO! STOP!

Sandy: I warned you, Dirty Dan. Now, you've just crossed the border into Hurtville.

Sandy, it's us, your friends, SpongeBob and Patrick!

Patrick: Please, Sandy, I can't afford dry cleaning! Sandy: Gonna skin y'all and make a pair of size six...boots... Patrick: Fun's over.

Whew, we sure don't want to wake her up again. Too bad we don't have any earplugs to put on her.

Patrick: Yeah, all's I got is this bellybutton lint.

All right, Pat!

Sandy: I'm gonna rip your arms off and.... flapjacks?

Well, that oughta work.

Patrick: Hey, Sandy, does it work?

Hey, Sandy, if you can't hear us, don't say anything!

Patrick: Hey, Sandy! Don't wake up!

See ya later, Sheriff Sandy! You're under arrest!

Patrick: You'll never catch me! Hey, that's not fair! Cowboys couldn't afford cannons.

They couldn't afford station wagons either!

Patrick: Nice paneling.

All right, Pinhead. Your time is up!

Patrick: Hey, who you callin' Pinhead? I wanna be Dirty Dan!

What makes you think you can be Dirty Dan?

Patrick: I'm dirty.

I'd say I'm Dirty Dan.

Patrick: I'd say I'm Dirty Dan!

Ow! I'd say I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!

Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!

I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!

Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!

I'm Dirty Dan! Oof!

Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!

I'm Dirty Dan! D'oh!

Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!

I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!

Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan. Ee!

I'm Dirty Dan! Ow!

Patrick: I'm Dirty Dan.

AAAAAAAHHH!

Patrick: Screaming will get you nowh- Sandy: Which one of you fellers is the REAL Dirty Dan? Patrick: Uh...I am?

Patrick!

Patrick: Hot wings! Sandy: Okay, Pinhead Larry, now you get yours! PINHEEEEAAAADDDD!!!! Now you're gonna pay for those crimes, Pinhead!

Sandy, stand back. I'm warning ya! Okay, I warned ya!

Patrick: Did you win? Hi, SpongeBob! Okay, SpongeBob, you can be Dirty Dan. I just wanna be Patrick.

Let's get out of here before Sandy wakes up again!

Patrick: Ouch!

Sorry, Patrick, but the door is slippery! It's frozen shut!

Patrick: Let me have a try. *Ptuh* *Ptuh* Open sesame! Well, I've done all I can do...

Then we're stuck in here...until the door thaws...in spring.

Patrick: Barnacles. Is it spring yet?

N-n-n-no.

Patrick: I'm so c-cold that I'm sh-shivering.

I'm so cold... that I can use my nose drippings as a pair of chopsticks.

Patrick: I'm so c-cold... that... I'm shivering.

Maybe we should build a fire. I got it! We'll burn the bark from Sandy's tree!

Sandy: You're gonna be wearing an iron lung when I'm through with you, Pinhead!

The fire's not gonna happen, Patrick. I don't get it! How does Sandy survive these intense conditions every year?

Patrick: Maybe she just ignores it.

Maybe...

Patrick: Maybe...

Maybe it's her fur!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Yeah!

Look at all that warm, toasty fur.

Patrick: It's like a gold mine, but with fur.

Carefully...carefully?

Patrick: Come on, do it! I'm freezing here!

All right, all right, hang on a second! That should be enough, right?

Patrick: Sponge, I'm a big man. A big, big man!

Well, I guess I've lived a full life!

Patrick: This is taking too long! I want the warm now!

Pat, no! Pat, are you crazy?!

Patrick: No, I'm warm.

Let me see that roll of tape.

Patrick: Man, that fur really hits the spot. No more frozen armpits!

And this eyebrow-goatee-combo works like a charm. This is the best idea we've ever had.

Patrick: You said it!

I'm ready for the longest, coldest winter ever!

SpongeBob and Patrick: BRING IT ON!!!

...Spring?

Sandy: Wow, spring already!

Tartar sauce! The lock is still frozen!

Sandy: I sure can't wait to go outside and warm my fur! Sandy: Oh, look, it's SpongeBob and Patrick! Sandy: Hey, guys!

It's okay, Sandy. Squirrel pattern baldness is quite common in small mammals!

Sandy: SpongeBob... Patrick...

Don't worry, Sandy, we've got you covered.

Sandy: More lemonade, boys? SpongeBob and Patrick: Thanks, Sandy. Sandy: Spring sure is lovely. Woman: Hey, you stupid bubble, I just washed those! Old Man Jenkins: My spine! Man: Why don't you watch where you're going?! Suzy Fish: Get back here! Old Man Jenkins: I'll sue!

Hey, little bubble. Where'd you come from? Perhaps this letter will shed some light on your origin. It's from my old friend, Bubble Buddy. I wonder what's up with him. Let's see now. Dear SpongeBob...

Bubble Buddy: The Mrs. and I have to go away for a few days, and our regular bubble sitter is sick. Could you please watch our son, Shiny, until we get back? I owe you one! Your pal, Bubble Buddy.

Please keep Shiny away from sharp objects. We don't want him to go pop like his, late Uncle Raymond. Oh, boy! Gary, did you hear that? They want me to watch little Shiny! I wonder when he's going to show up. The letter doesn't say. Oh, I can't wait to meet him! Oh, there you are, Shiny! Oh, look at you! You're just as cute as the dickens! Upsy-Daisy! Say hello to Shiny, Gary. You're full of soap and vinegar, aren't you? I can't wait for my friends to meet you!

Squidward:

♪La la la la la la la!♪ This is going to be great, Shiny! Downsy Daffodil. Squidward loves meeting new friends.

Squidward: No, I don't!

You're gonna like Squidward. He's lots of fun. So, how was your trip? You don't talk much do you? Hmm. Guess he's not home. Oh, well. We'll have to try again, later. Hey, Shiny. Where are you going? You can't go in there! You weren't invited!

Squidward: Would you please get your friend out of my house? Squidward: Where is he?

Oh, Squidward. This place is so filled with sharp, jagged, broken things! This is no place for a little bubble boy! There he is! Don't worry, Squidward. I'll get him! Nope. Jagged glass. Barbed wire. Cactuses. Cactuses protected by barbed wire. Shh! Shiny must be in this one. Gotcha! No, guess not. Oh no! You don't think he p-p-p-p-popped in there ...?!

Squidward: There he is! He's headed straight for my glass menagerie! Squidward: Phew...

Hold still, Shiny. Gotcha!

Squidward: Of course.

Okay, Shiny. Fun is fun, but it's time to come down, now. Barnacles! Shiny, no! Shiny, come back! There he is! He's headed for that open window! I gotcha, you little rascal. I guess Shiny wants to be an artist, just like you.

Squidward: SpongeBob, I spent 6 long months on that painting!

Don't worry, Squidward. Shiny's made of soap. We'll just wash it off. There you go, good as new. Really catches your inner self. Oh, look at the time. Time to go to work! See you there. Bye! Hi, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Morning, laddy. Say, what's with the glass puppet?

This isn't glass! Remember Bubble Buddy? Well, I'm taking care of his son.

Mr. Krabs: Eh, Bubble Buddy, huh? That guy still owes me money! So, what's the little deadbeat's name?

Mr. Krabs, allow me to introduce you to Shiny Bubble.

Mr. Krabs: Put it there! Hey!

Oh! You might wanna be careful with those sharp claws, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Come here you little rascal!

Don't worry, I got him! Wow, look how shiny Shiny made you.

Mr. Krabs: Well, would you look at that. I never felt this clean on a weekday. Why don't you take into the kitchen and let him play with the dirty dishes?

Wow, I think Mr. Krabs really likes you. You play with these while I tend to the grill. You sure are lucky, Shiny. You get to learn the glories of the service industry. Yessiree, Shiner. You show me a sizzling grill, and I'll show you a happy customer.

Harold: Woooowww! Hernia. Squidward: What in the name of Neptune is going on- Customer: Money! Yay!

There you are, Shiny. I'm so glad I found you. Good thing you weren't hurt.

Mr. Krabs: You better get him out of here if you wanna keep him that way! Bubbles today. They don't seem to understand the value of money.

That's okay, Shiny. It's too dangerous for you to work at the Krusty Krab, anyway. But, there are some fun, safe things we can do. Like stand in place, or sit in place. Or the let's do nothing at all game. Patrick is really good at that one. He- Shiny? Shiny where are you? Shiny! No! You can't go to the city. It's too dangerous! Where are you, Shiny? Shiny, no! Don't worry. I'll save you! There now. Safe and sound. Now, Shiny, I- Now, Shiny, you might- That was a close one. Okay, now. Let's get you to my house and keep you away from sharp pointy things. Oh, tartar sauce. Oooh! Bikini Bottom Pin Factory?! Shiny, no! I'll save you! You need to watch where you're going. You could get popped in a place like that. Hold on. There's something tickling my nose. Where's Shiny? Oh, no! Scissor Works? I'll save you, Shiny! Oh, boy. Don't you know scissors are sharp and dangerous? Luckily, we both escaped unharmed! Shiny? Pitchfork Pantry. Of course. Aah. Ow. Shiny, how many times do I have to tell you? No sharp, no pointy! Let's see if there's someplace safe for you to visit. Ah, that's it. The Pillow Foundry. You'll like it in there. Pillows aren't dangerous. Huh? Okay, let's skip the pillow foundry. I'll just take you to my house. Here we are. Home safe home! You must be famish after all that running around. Now, what would a growing bubble eat? Hmm. I know! Shiny! Don't worry! I'll save you! Oh, that ain't right! Oh, come on, now! Phew, he's okay. Uh-oh.

Bubble Buddy: Hey, SpongeBob. How's my son been faring?

Oh, he's... ...doing great.

Bubble Buddy: I see you've grown a second head, again, son.

Again?

Bubble Buddy: Don't worry, SpongeBob. I'll take care of it. So, did my son behave himself?

Oh, he was a little angel... in a little devil, sort of way.

Bubble Buddy: Well, see you later.

Bye-bye. Anytime you need a babysitter. In case you wanna know, I do a lot of stuff. I have Gary,... he needs feeding... and I have to check in with Mr. Krabs... and I... stand around a lot, and that keeps me busy.

Woman: Help!

Hey, yah!

Woman: Help, help!

Whoa! Hup. There, there. You're safe now, little lady.

Jack M. Crazyfish: You fool! You've falled into my trap. Now you're mine, SpongeBob the strong!

So, we meet again, Crazyfish!

Jack M. Crazyfish: Bring it on!

With pleasure!

Jack M. Crazyfish: So loud!

You ready to get crazy, huh, Crazyfish?!

Jack M. Crazyfish: You bet your frosting, Sponge-cake.

Sorry, I'm not wearing any frosting. Hey, that's cheating!