rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Patrick: I... I like the other island better!	Me too! Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward.
Squidward: All right, I'll bite. What is it, SpongeBob?	Do you know what today is?
Squidward: Annoy Squidward Day?	No, silly! That's on the 15th! Today is the beginning of the judging for Employee of the Month.
Squidward: SpongeBob, don't you know that award's a scam?	What do you mean?
Squidward: Mr. Krabs gives you that award, so you'll work harder for no extra money.	That is not true, Squidward. He gives it to me because I work harder. You could win it too if you tried harder.
Squidward: Oh, for what? To get my face on the Wall of Shame?	Squidward, you've got it all wrong. Having pride in your work is nothing to be ashamed of, why it's the only thing that makes it all worthwhile.
Mr. Krabs: Thattaboy, SpongeBob! This is going to be a tough one though! There's no clear cut winner! Watch out, SpongeBob. Squidward appears to be on the verge of a breakout. There might be a new face on the wall this month.	Huh?
Squidward: That's right, SpongeBob. I might sneak up on you.	Nooo! How could I have let the quality of my work slip so much?!
Squidward: Need some help? What are you doing?	Making...Krabby Patties?
Squidward: You're losing it! Don't you know that award is a load of-- ...garbage.	Please don't tell Mr. Krabs about this! It'll hurt my chances of winning the award!
Squidward: I already told you, that award is a bunch of... ...baloney!	That is not true, Squidward. Like this hat, that award is a symbol of...
Squidward: It's a symbol that you're a chump!	No, Squidward!
Squidward: And this is a symbol of what I think of the 'Employee of the Month' award! Ow!	An experienced employee of the month always keeps a brick of lead in his hat.
Squidward: I'm telling you for the last time, that award is nothing but a joke!	What if Squidward's right? What if the award is a phony? Does this mean my whole body of work is meaningless?!
SpongeBob Picture: Stow that kind of talk, sailor! This is war now, private! That's exactly what he wants you to think! This is no time to go lily-livered on us!	But, sir…
SpongeBob Picture: There's no room for buts in war, soldier! He wants you to crack! He's trying to trick you, get inside your mind! You will stop at nothing--and I mean nothing--to defeat him! Have I made myself clear, private?	Crystal, sir!
SpongeBob Picture: Good! Now move out!	I won't let Squidward win! He can't go to work if he doesn't wake up. Target sited.
Squidward: SpongeBob! What are you doing here?!	You can't win that award if you don't get up for work!
Squidward: Stop it, SpongeBob! If I really wanted that award, I could win it with my tentacles tied!	That can be arranged.
Squidward: You're a lunatic, SpongeBob!	Maybe so, but I did win 'Employee of the Month' 26 months in a row.
Squidward: Are y-Are you trying to say that you are better than me?!	I've been better than you 26 months--and it'll be 27 tomorrow.
Squidward: Oh, that's it, square-for-brains! That's it! I'm gonna show you how easy it is to win that award. I'm gonna be the new 'Employee of the Month'! I will prove to you that I am far more competent than you!	Well, I'm going in early to wax the floors!
Squidward: Don't bother; I'll have done it already by the time you get there!	Well, you'll have to get up pretty early to get there before me!
Squidward: I don't need to sleep! Loser!	Well, me neither! …26-time loser! Look at him. Watchin' me.
Squidward: I'm watching you, SpongeBob. You're not leaving before me.	Hey, Squidward, getting sleepy, huh?
Squidward: No, how about you?	Nope! Nighty Night.
Squidward: SpongeBob!	Hey, Squidward! Going somewhere?
Squidward: I'm going to wring you dry when I get outta here! Now get me outta here!	All right, Squidward. I'll stop by after work!
Squidward: SpongeBob! SpongeBob!	Now to get some rest. Don't wanna look tired for my 'Employee of the Month' photo! Squidward!
Squidward: That oughta hold him! Squidward: SpongeBob! Why, you little…!	Ha ha ha ha ha. Hmmm, a Krabby Patty! Ow! Squidward!
Squidward: So long, Sponge loser! SpongeBob? Truce?	Truce.
Squidward: SpongeBob, I can't take it anymore. If we keep this up, neither of us will win the award!	You're right. We should save our energy for work where we really need it.
Squidward: Okay, let's have a good clean fight.	And may the better man win. He's nothing but a lying, boneless, ink-squirting, big-nosed phony!
Squidward: Look at that buck-toothed, corn-fed smile. You can't trust him as far as you can throw him.	As soon as he stops shaking my hand...
Squidward: ...I'm gonna make a run for it. Mr. Krabs: Money, money, gonna make some money! Ah, it warms me wallet to see me employees coming in so early. Boys, you're early! Wait!	Look, Mr. Krabs! Clean floors!
Squidward: Clean tables, Mr. Krabs!	Clean dishes, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: What's going on here?!	It's much more efficient to clean dishes this way, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: No! Squidward: Flowers and chocolate for you, Mr. Krabs!	Look, I'm putting my own money in the register, Mr. Krabs! Two spatulas to increase productivity, Mr. Krabs! Faster, SpongeBob, faster!
Squidward: There's nothing to this patty flipping, Mr. Krabs! I'll easily double your output, SpongeHog! Mr. Krabs: Boys, boys, boys! Help! Help! Frank: Hey, free Krabby Patties! Mr. Krabs: Wait, you've got to pay for those! Wait! Wait! Wait! Boys, the Krabby Patties!	So, who's the winner of Employee of the Month?
Squidward: Me, me! It's me! Mr. Krabs: Boys! Wait! Boys, the Krabby Patties! Boys, wait! Plankton: I'm ready, I'm ready! Ready to steal the Krabby Patty secret formula! Prepare to initiate plan number... hmmm... number. What's the number? Oh well. Who cares? Karen: Good question. Plankton: Say what? Karen: I said good luck! Plankton: That formula will be mine! Plankton: Out of my way, pinheads! Move it, move it, move it! Hey there, snazola! I'm about to show you the advantage of not having a nose. Say hello to... Mr. Stinky! Plankton: That's right, everyone. Gather in real close. Time to trigger the stench! Yoink!	Huh? No, no, no, no, no, no! Not the patties! I'll save you!
Mr. Krabs: What's all the racket out here?	Mr. Krabs, are you alright? What happened?
Mr. Krabs: I don't know. Me eyes were burning! All I saw was a little eyeball and a pair of antenna and... Plankton! He's still in there! Alone! With me secret formula! He could be doing anything with it! He could be reading it! Mr. Krabs: Give me your hand, boy-oh! I need to borrow this. Ok, I'm going in!	Good luck, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: Why you little... Plankton: I hope you like percussion, Eugene. Because these drumsticks really go bongo! Plankton: What? The old safe in the safe routine? Mr. Krabs: Here's another routine! You're the meat in me knuckle sandwich! Plankton: I'm not hungry! Mr. Krabs: Eww. SpongeBob!	Yes, sir. I see the problem.
Mr. Krabs: Whew! That was too close my lad. Three more safes and he would've had me secret formula. Mr. Krabs: Looks like I'm going to have to beef up security around here. Mr. Krabs: I'm going to need you to do me a big favor, laddie. Mr. Krabs: Take this home with ya and hide it while I reevaluate my security situation.	But, Mr. Krabs, how do you know it will be safe from Plankton at my house?
Mr. Krabs: Pisha! He'll think it's still here! His tiny brain is incapable of the kind of abstract thinking that is required for reflection. Or thoughtful reasoning and deduction. He cannot ruminate. Mr. Krabs: He cannot define the hypothesis. He's a tired clown. He'll never know it's in your house! Plankton: Oh, you're right, Professor Krabface! I'm much too simple-minded to look there! Plankton: Hey, there. Plankton: Pleasant night, eh SpongeBob?	Oh, uh, yes. It's a very nighty-night for a walkie.
Plankton: Ain't that the truth? Hey, nothing gets past you. One could say you have the formula for honesty.	Uh, yeah. One could say that I guess. Uh, anyway. I gotta go wash my formula. Hair! Hair! I got to go wash my hair! Uh, good night, Plankton.
Plankton: Yeah. Gotta keep that hair clean and in a safe place.	Okay, bye!
French Narrator: The next morning...	Now remember, Gary. I'm entrusting you with the secret formula.
Gary: Meow.	Stay sharp, Gary. Don't let anyone inside.
Gary: Meow.	Bye, Gary!
Gary: Meow. Plankton: Why, hey there, little fella! Is SpongeBob... I mean your master at home? Eh, perhaps I could just come inside for a minute and demonstrate our fine snail products. Plankton: Shell polish, slime deodorant, chew toys... Gary: Meow! Plankton: My leg! Plankton: Your friends won't tell you this, but you can really use the slime deodorant, smelly! French Narrator: Moments later... Gary: Meow? Plankton: Hello, sir... Hello, sir! I'm selling Sweetie Patrol cookies! We have a lovely assortment of fungi and algae flavors. Plankton: How many delicious boxes can I put you down for? If you order ten boxes, I'll qualify for my bottom-dweller badge. If you order a hundred boxes, I'll get my bling-bling badge. You know, you should hide these from your roommate. She'll eat all of them. If you show me your best hiding place, I'd be happy to help. Gary: Meow, meow! Plankton: Note to self: Nitroglycerin is not a substitute for vanilla extract. French Narrator: More moments later... Gary: Meow? Plankton: I forgot how much I hate pineapple. Plankton: Hey, this snail litter tastes better than pineapple. Now, where is that secret formula? Plankton: Where is it? Where is it? Gotta be here somewhere. Plankton: Nothing in there. Ooh, look at that. Plankton: Hello! Plankton: Where the barnacles is it? Plankton: Where is it? Where is it? I know you're in here! You're not fooling anybody! I went to college! Plankton: Nope, nope, nope. Plankton: Alright, Snail! Let's go! Just you and me! Gary: Meow! Plankton: Put 'em up! Put 'em up! Plankton: Of course! What a fool I've been! Plankton: SpongeBob's hidden the secret formula inside Gary's shell! Sheesh! This place is disgusting! I bet it reeks. Good thing I don't have a nose. Huh? Aye yae yae!	Gary, I'm home! What happened here? My first Krabby Patty! I had it bronzed! Oh, and I was gonna give that to my grandchildren! My Mermaid Man collectible underpants! Oh, I could've worn them a thousand more times! My glass of water! I was gonna drink that! Oh, the Krabby Patty formula! Whew! It's safe and right where I left it. Gary, did you do this?
Gary:	What's the matter, Gary? Something wrong with your shell?
Gary: Meow, meow!	Something's not right, Gary. I'd better get you to the vet.
Gary: Meow. Plankton: Ha! I lost him! Now, I'm lost! Plankton: Ah, my head. Oh, I must be in the center of the shell. What's that? This is it! Just like I thought! It was hidden here all the time! The secret Krabby Patty formula! It's beautiful! Plankton: The heavenly light! I always knew I'd see it once I've gotten the formula! Let me bask in its glory! Doctor: Well, that's odd. Who's that?	Hey, it's Plankton.
Doctor: What's he got there?	Looks like one of my old grocery lists.
Doctor: I don't know how he got in there, but the gases inside this shell are making the little guy hallucinate. He would've smelled the gases if he had a nose like most good-hearted people. Plankton: Ha, ha! I got it! I got it! Plankton: I've finally got the formula! It's mine, it's mine, it's mine, it's mine! Open the sparkling apple juice, Karen! Daddy's bringing the bacon home! Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo!	Hello? Hello! Huh? The line’s been cut. Barnacles! I guess I’d go better take a look. Who's there? Stay back, I'm armed! Whoa! Whoa! Ha, hey! Aha, wind-up novelty teeth! How did you wind up down here? Dahaha! What the heck is going on with my fancy boot? Hey, knock it off! Alright, I warned you! You're a dirty fighter... I got you now! Hiya! Gary? Noooooooooo! Gary! Hooa! Phew! Thank goodness. For a minute, I thought you were hurt. Gary, I've - I've broke your shell.
Gary: Meoooow!	Oh no, you're in pain! Don't worry, I'll make it better. Sorry about that. Oh, I know, here, just use a little tape and there ya go, good as new! Oh. Well, that's alright, because we'll find a new shell for ya. SpongeBob
Gary: Meow.	Yeah, you're right, too gaudy. No, too last season. Well, I need that. Ahahaha, look, Gary! Here, try this on for size.
Gary: Meow...	Of course it's a shell. Aw, come on, don't look at me like that.
Gary: Meow.	Okay, you're right, it's not a shell. Oh! Greetings, earthling, I am SpongeBob. I come from the future. Dahahaha. I bet this'll look great. . Ew. I can see why snail shells aren't clear. Hmmm.
Gary: Meow.	Here it is, Gary, your new shell! Oh, you look ready to ride. Shell Spiffy. Great idea, Gare, I'll order you a new shell. Are there any you have your mind on, ol' buddy?
Gary: Meow.	Oh, page 72. Here it is - wow! . This stylish fully insulated, dual coat ceramic shell comes with automatic rest-room facilities standard, and for the affordable price of just... 9595.95!? Isn't there a place I can get a quality shell without spending a fortune?
Gary: Meow.	Commercial? What commercial?
Commercial Voice: Uh-oh, now look what you've done. You've broke your snail's shell again. Actor: Yeah. Now what do I do? Angry Jack: You come on down to Angry Jack's Shell Emporium! Commercial Voice: Angry Jack's! Angry Jack: I'm so angry about my massive inventory that I'm slashing prices like crazy. Commercial Voice: Jack's angry! Angry Jack: 99.99, buy this refurbished shell and I'm angry about it! Or what about this one? Brand new plastic shell, super gloss coat, only 39.99. Hey! Get those numbers outta my face! DID I MENTION I'M ANGRY?!?! Commercial Voice: He's seething with rage! Angry Jack: The wife's gone for good, so I'm gonna sell sell sell all these shell shell shells! So come on down to Angry Jack's now! Commercial Voice: Jack is real mad! Don't bring your kids. Angry Jack: And remember, I'll match or beat anyone's advertised rage or is absolutely – Hey, what are you doing in my commercial?	Oh, sorry, Angry Jack. Gary here needs a new shell, and we knew you would help us find one. Hey, shouldn't you be yelling at me right now?
Angry Jack: Nah, I just do that to make my commercials louder. And louder is the same as better! Now, let's see if I can't get you into a new shell. Hmmm. There she is! There you are, little guy. Gary: Meow.	Oh, it's perfect! Just like the old one hey, buddy? Now, it... really looks like the old one, eh, buddy?
Gary: Meow. Angry Jack: Hey, accidents will happen. Why don't we try this one?	Oooohh, that's nice, love the pattern. We'll take it. But first I've gotta make sure it's battened down. We don't want this one slippin' off, eh, buddy? Oops. Hey, what about that one? Oops, sorry, Jack. Hey, how much is that one?
Angry Jack: Why don't you just hold your snail? I'll take care of the shells.	Good idea, Angry.
Angry Jack: So, how do ya like this one?	Well, it certainly is shiny.
Angry Jack: It's our most reflective model.	Oh, that is bright. Can't... see! Ow, what was that? S'cuse me. Why – can't – I – stop – breaking – shells! Whoops. Say, Jack, I don't suppose you have any more to show me?
Angry Jack: I do have one more available. It's the only certified indestructible shell I've ever seen, but I'm sure you'll find a way.	Wait, wait, wait. Before we do the hand-off, let me make some precautionary measures. Okay, first, shoes are tied. Hands are dry. And now, a thick layer of bubble wrap. You, um, you sure you don't have any more in the back?
Angry Jack: The back? There is no back anymore.	Well, look on the bright side. I reduced your inventory for you.
Angry Jack: Reduced?! You destroyed everything! And now, you're gonna have to pay.	Are you really angry or ya just trying to sound louder?
Angry Jack: I'm really angry! Commercial Voice: Blistering fury! Angry Jack: And I demand immediate payment!	Take it, it's all my savings.
Angry Jack: This? This isn't enough to repay my fortune! I'm gonna need more.	Sorry, that's all I got. Honest.
Angry Jack: No, it's not. You've got two arms and two legs, dontcha?	Yeah.
Angry Jack: Gimme one of each.	Okay.
Angry Jack: I'll also need some internal organs. And an eyeball. And your dothes.	Oh, Gary. How I wish your shell could grow back like my appendages. Hey, I've got an idea!
Gary: Meow.	Oh, Gary, it's not that bad! Square looks good on anybody! Oh, who am I kidding? It looks terrible on you! I know, Gary, I ruined your life! Do you have to rub it in?!?
Mr. Krabs: Hey, what's with all that sniveling?	Mr. Krabs, what are you doing here?
Mr. Krabs: Well, I just, - oh - well, um… never mind that, boy. What's your problem?	I destroyed Gary's shell, and now I can't find a replacement, so I guess he'll just spend the rest of his days as a lowly slug!
Gary: Meow. Mr. Krabs: There there, boy, there there. It's not that bad. I'm sure you'll think of something.	Mr. Krabs, perhaps you can help me find a new shell for Gary.
Mr. Krabs: Well, I'd be honored to help you and your snivelin' snail during such desperate times, 'cause I love helping others, like helping myself. Now, how much ya got?	Nothing, Mr. Krabs. I'm broke.
Mr. Krabs: Oh. I see	Wait, Mr. Krabs! If you help me get Gary a shell, I'll, work for free for the rest of the year.
Mr. Krabs: Only if I get to cut your health benefit for ya.	Deal! Another bad dream. Aaargh! Mr. Krabs?
Gary: Meow.	Sorry, Gary, I'm not used to your new shell.
Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, me boy, I need to borrow a blanket.	There ya go, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Thanks, boyo. Now I'm all toasty.	Ahh. I guess all's shell that ends shell, huh, Gary? Dahahah! That's a good one. Gary? Gary? Gary? Time for Boating School! Let er rip, Gary. Ahh... Ta-da! Not bad, partner in crime. The toast could have been a little darker, though. See you later.
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, want to go jellyfishing?	Sorry, Patrick, I can't. I have school today.
Patrick: Well, what am I supposed to do all day while you're at school?	I don't know. What do you normally do while I'm gone?
Patrick: Wait for you to get back.	Wait a second, Patrick. Why don't you come to school with me?
Patrick: Hey, that's a great idea!	You and me in school together as classmates! Think about it!
Patrick: Wow.	Brace yourself, Patrick. I'm about to introduce you to the greatest academic thrill ride of your lifetime.
Patrick: And no line.	Behold, Patrick, the Hallway Of Learning. And this is the Fountain Of Learning. And these are the Lockers Of Learning.
Patrick: And these are the Stairs Of Learning, right?	No, they're just the stairs. These are the Stairs Of Learning.
Patrick: Where is everyone?	I don't know. Home, probably. Class doesn't start 'til 9.
Patrick: 6:20? But I thought you said you were late.	Late for being early!
Patrick: Hey... When did I start wearing a watch?	And now, for the room with the most class: the Classroom.
Patrick: Ohh.	And this is the chalkboard. It's the ladle that helps us drink from the Fountain Of Knowledge.
Patrick: Ohhh.	And those drinks are recorded here on the Good Noodle board.
Patrick: Huh? Uh, sorry. Ohhhh!	Attendance. Penmanship. Basic Desk Sanitation. Advanced Desk Sanitation. I'll add your name so you can start collecting good noodle stars, too. There you are.

Patrick: I... I like the other island better!

Me too! Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward. Hey, Squidward.

Squidward: All right, I'll bite. What is it, SpongeBob?

Do you know what today is?

Squidward: Annoy Squidward Day?

No, silly! That's on the 15th! Today is the beginning of the judging for Employee of the Month.

Squidward: SpongeBob, don't you know that award's a scam?

What do you mean?

Squidward: Mr. Krabs gives you that award, so you'll work harder for no extra money.

That is not true, Squidward. He gives it to me because I work harder. You could win it too if you tried harder.

Squidward: Oh, for what? To get my face on the Wall of Shame?

Squidward, you've got it all wrong. Having pride in your work is nothing to be ashamed of, why it's the only thing that makes it all worthwhile.

Mr. Krabs: Thattaboy, SpongeBob! This is going to be a tough one though! There's no clear cut winner! Watch out, SpongeBob. Squidward appears to be on the verge of a breakout. There might be a new face on the wall this month.

Huh?

Squidward: That's right, SpongeBob. I might sneak up on you.

Nooo! How could I have let the quality of my work slip so much?!

Squidward: Need some help? What are you doing?

Making...Krabby Patties?

Squidward: You're losing it! Don't you know that award is a load of-- ...garbage.

Please don't tell Mr. Krabs about this! It'll hurt my chances of winning the award!

Squidward: I already told you, that award is a bunch of... ...baloney!

That is not true, Squidward. Like this hat, that award is a symbol of...

Squidward: It's a symbol that you're a chump!

No, Squidward!

Squidward: And this is a symbol of what I think of the 'Employee of the Month' award! Ow!

An experienced employee of the month always keeps a brick of lead in his hat.

Squidward: I'm telling you for the last time, that award is nothing but a joke!

What if Squidward's right? What if the award is a phony? Does this mean my whole body of work is meaningless?!

SpongeBob Picture: Stow that kind of talk, sailor! This is war now, private! That's exactly what he wants you to think! This is no time to go lily-livered on us!

But, sir…

SpongeBob Picture: There's no room for buts in war, soldier! He wants you to crack! He's trying to trick you, get inside your mind! You will stop at nothing--and I mean nothing--to defeat him! Have I made myself clear, private?

Crystal, sir!

SpongeBob Picture: Good! Now move out!

I won't let Squidward win! He can't go to work if he doesn't wake up. Target sited.

Squidward: SpongeBob! What are you doing here?!

You can't win that award if you don't get up for work!

Squidward: Stop it, SpongeBob! If I really wanted that award, I could win it with my tentacles tied!

That can be arranged.

Squidward: You're a lunatic, SpongeBob!

Maybe so, but I did win 'Employee of the Month' 26 months in a row.

Squidward: Are y-Are you trying to say that you are better than me?!

I've been better than you 26 months--and it'll be 27 tomorrow.

Squidward: Oh, that's it, square-for-brains! That's it! I'm gonna show you how easy it is to win that award. I'm gonna be the new 'Employee of the Month'! I will prove to you that I am far more competent than you!

Well, I'm going in early to wax the floors!

Squidward: Don't bother; I'll have done it already by the time you get there!

Well, you'll have to get up pretty early to get there before me!

Squidward: I don't need to sleep! Loser!

Well, me neither! …26-time loser! Look at him. Watchin' me.

Squidward: I'm watching you, SpongeBob. You're not leaving before me.

Hey, Squidward, getting sleepy, huh?

Squidward: No, how about you?

Nope! Nighty Night.

Squidward: SpongeBob!

Hey, Squidward! Going somewhere?

Squidward: I'm going to wring you dry when I get outta here! Now get me outta here!

All right, Squidward. I'll stop by after work!

Squidward: SpongeBob! SpongeBob!

Now to get some rest. Don't wanna look tired for my 'Employee of the Month' photo! Squidward!

Squidward: That oughta hold him! Squidward: SpongeBob! Why, you little…!

Ha ha ha ha ha. Hmmm, a Krabby Patty! Ow! Squidward!

Squidward: So long, Sponge loser! SpongeBob? Truce?

Truce.

Squidward: SpongeBob, I can't take it anymore. If we keep this up, neither of us will win the award!

You're right. We should save our energy for work where we really need it.

Squidward: Okay, let's have a good clean fight.

And may the better man win. He's nothing but a lying, boneless, ink-squirting, big-nosed phony!

Squidward: Look at that buck-toothed, corn-fed smile. You can't trust him as far as you can throw him.

As soon as he stops shaking my hand...

Squidward: ...I'm gonna make a run for it. Mr. Krabs: Money, money, gonna make some money! Ah, it warms me wallet to see me employees coming in so early. Boys, you're early! Wait!

Look, Mr. Krabs! Clean floors!

Squidward: Clean tables, Mr. Krabs!

Clean dishes, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: What's going on here?!

It's much more efficient to clean dishes this way, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: No! Squidward: Flowers and chocolate for you, Mr. Krabs!

Look, I'm putting my own money in the register, Mr. Krabs! Two spatulas to increase productivity, Mr. Krabs! Faster, SpongeBob, faster!

Squidward: There's nothing to this patty flipping, Mr. Krabs! I'll easily double your output, SpongeHog! Mr. Krabs: Boys, boys, boys! Help! Help! Frank: Hey, free Krabby Patties! Mr. Krabs: Wait, you've got to pay for those! Wait! Wait! Wait! Boys, the Krabby Patties!

So, who's the winner of Employee of the Month?

Squidward: Me, me! It's me! Mr. Krabs: Boys! Wait! Boys, the Krabby Patties! Boys, wait! Plankton: I'm ready, I'm ready! Ready to steal the Krabby Patty secret formula! Prepare to initiate plan number... hmmm... number. What's the number? Oh well. Who cares? Karen: Good question. Plankton: Say what? Karen: I said good luck! Plankton: That formula will be mine! Plankton: Out of my way, pinheads! Move it, move it, move it! Hey there, snazola! I'm about to show you the advantage of not having a nose. Say hello to... Mr. Stinky! Plankton: That's right, everyone. Gather in real close. Time to trigger the stench! Yoink!

Huh? No, no, no, no, no, no! Not the patties! I'll save you!

Mr. Krabs: What's all the racket out here?

Mr. Krabs, are you alright? What happened?

Mr. Krabs: I don't know. Me eyes were burning! All I saw was a little eyeball and a pair of antenna and... Plankton! He's still in there! Alone! With me secret formula! He could be doing anything with it! He could be reading it! Mr. Krabs: Give me your hand, boy-oh! I need to borrow this. Ok, I'm going in!

Good luck, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Why you little... Plankton: I hope you like percussion, Eugene. Because these drumsticks really go bongo! Plankton: What? The old safe in the safe routine? Mr. Krabs: Here's another routine! You're the meat in me knuckle sandwich! Plankton: I'm not hungry! Mr. Krabs: Eww. SpongeBob!

Yes, sir. I see the problem.

Mr. Krabs: Whew! That was too close my lad. Three more safes and he would've had me secret formula. Mr. Krabs: Looks like I'm going to have to beef up security around here. Mr. Krabs: I'm going to need you to do me a big favor, laddie. Mr. Krabs: Take this home with ya and hide it while I reevaluate my security situation.

But, Mr. Krabs, how do you know it will be safe from Plankton at my house?

Mr. Krabs: Pisha! He'll think it's still here! His tiny brain is incapable of the kind of abstract thinking that is required for reflection. Or thoughtful reasoning and deduction. He cannot ruminate. Mr. Krabs: He cannot define the hypothesis. He's a tired clown. He'll never know it's in your house! Plankton: Oh, you're right, Professor Krabface! I'm much too simple-minded to look there! Plankton: Hey, there. Plankton: Pleasant night, eh SpongeBob?

Oh, uh, yes. It's a very nighty-night for a walkie.

Plankton: Ain't that the truth? Hey, nothing gets past you. One could say you have the formula for honesty.

Uh, yeah. One could say that I guess. Uh, anyway. I gotta go wash my formula. Hair! Hair! I got to go wash my hair! Uh, good night, Plankton.

Plankton: Yeah. Gotta keep that hair clean and in a safe place.

Okay, bye!

French Narrator: The next morning...

Now remember, Gary. I'm entrusting you with the secret formula.

Gary: Meow.

Stay sharp, Gary. Don't let anyone inside.

Gary: Meow.

Bye, Gary!

Gary: Meow. Plankton: Why, hey there, little fella! Is SpongeBob... I mean your master at home? Eh, perhaps I could just come inside for a minute and demonstrate our fine snail products. Plankton: Shell polish, slime deodorant, chew toys... Gary: Meow! Plankton: My leg! Plankton: Your friends won't tell you this, but you can really use the slime deodorant, smelly! French Narrator: Moments later... Gary: Meow? Plankton: Hello, sir... Hello, sir! I'm selling Sweetie Patrol cookies! We have a lovely assortment of fungi and algae flavors. Plankton: How many delicious boxes can I put you down for? If you order ten boxes, I'll qualify for my bottom-dweller badge. If you order a hundred boxes, I'll get my bling-bling badge. You know, you should hide these from your roommate. She'll eat all of them. If you show me your best hiding place, I'd be happy to help. Gary: Meow, meow! Plankton: Note to self: Nitroglycerin is not a substitute for vanilla extract. French Narrator: More moments later... Gary: Meow? Plankton: I forgot how much I hate pineapple. Plankton: Hey, this snail litter tastes better than pineapple. Now, where is that secret formula? Plankton: Where is it? Where is it? Gotta be here somewhere. Plankton: Nothing in there. Ooh, look at that. Plankton: Hello! Plankton: Where the barnacles is it? Plankton: Where is it? Where is it? I know you're in here! You're not fooling anybody! I went to college! Plankton: Nope, nope, nope. Plankton: Alright, Snail! Let's go! Just you and me! Gary: Meow! Plankton: Put 'em up! Put 'em up! Plankton: Of course! What a fool I've been! Plankton: SpongeBob's hidden the secret formula inside Gary's shell! Sheesh! This place is disgusting! I bet it reeks. Good thing I don't have a nose. Huh? Aye yae yae!

Gary, I'm home! What happened here? My first Krabby Patty! I had it bronzed! Oh, and I was gonna give that to my grandchildren! My Mermaid Man collectible underpants! Oh, I could've worn them a thousand more times! My glass of water! I was gonna drink that! Oh, the Krabby Patty formula! Whew! It's safe and right where I left it. Gary, did you do this?

Gary:

What's the matter, Gary? Something wrong with your shell?

Gary: Meow, meow!

Something's not right, Gary. I'd better get you to the vet.

Gary: Meow. Plankton: Ha! I lost him! Now, I'm lost! Plankton: Ah, my head. Oh, I must be in the center of the shell. What's that? This is it! Just like I thought! It was hidden here all the time! The secret Krabby Patty formula! It's beautiful! Plankton: The heavenly light! I always knew I'd see it once I've gotten the formula! Let me bask in its glory! Doctor: Well, that's odd. Who's that?

Hey, it's Plankton.

Doctor: What's he got there?

Looks like one of my old grocery lists.

Doctor: I don't know how he got in there, but the gases inside this shell are making the little guy hallucinate. He would've smelled the gases if he had a nose like most good-hearted people. Plankton: Ha, ha! I got it! I got it! Plankton: I've finally got the formula! It's mine, it's mine, it's mine, it's mine! Open the sparkling apple juice, Karen! Daddy's bringing the bacon home! Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! Whoo!

Hello? Hello! Huh? The line’s been cut. Barnacles! I guess I’d go better take a look. Who's there? Stay back, I'm armed! Whoa! Whoa! Ha, hey! Aha, wind-up novelty teeth! How did you wind up down here? Dahaha! What the heck is going on with my fancy boot? Hey, knock it off! Alright, I warned you! You're a dirty fighter... I got you now! Hiya! Gary? Noooooooooo! Gary! Hooa! Phew! Thank goodness. For a minute, I thought you were hurt. Gary, I've - I've broke your shell.

Gary: Meoooow!

Oh no, you're in pain! Don't worry, I'll make it better. Sorry about that. Oh, I know, here, just use a little tape and there ya go, good as new! Oh. Well, that's alright, because we'll find a new shell for ya. SpongeBob

Gary: Meow.

Yeah, you're right, too gaudy. No, too last season. Well, I need that. Ahahaha, look, Gary! Here, try this on for size.

Gary: Meow...

Of course it's a shell. Aw, come on, don't look at me like that.

Gary: Meow.

Okay, you're right, it's not a shell. Oh! Greetings, earthling, I am SpongeBob. I come from the future. Dahahaha. I bet this'll look great. . Ew. I can see why snail shells aren't clear. Hmmm.

Gary: Meow.

Here it is, Gary, your new shell! Oh, you look ready to ride. Shell Spiffy. Great idea, Gare, I'll order you a new shell. Are there any you have your mind on, ol' buddy?

Gary: Meow.

Oh, page 72. Here it is - wow! . This stylish fully insulated, dual coat ceramic shell comes with automatic rest-room facilities standard, and for the affordable price of just... 9595.95!? Isn't there a place I can get a quality shell without spending a fortune?

Gary: Meow.

Commercial? What commercial?

Commercial Voice: Uh-oh, now look what you've done. You've broke your snail's shell again. Actor: Yeah. Now what do I do? Angry Jack: You come on down to Angry Jack's Shell Emporium! Commercial Voice: Angry Jack's! Angry Jack: I'm so angry about my massive inventory that I'm slashing prices like crazy. Commercial Voice: Jack's angry! Angry Jack: 99.99, buy this refurbished shell and I'm angry about it! Or what about this one? Brand new plastic shell, super gloss coat, only 39.99. Hey! Get those numbers outta my face! DID I MENTION I'M ANGRY?!?! Commercial Voice: He's seething with rage! Angry Jack: The wife's gone for good, so I'm gonna sell sell sell all these shell shell shells! So come on down to Angry Jack's now! Commercial Voice: Jack is real mad! Don't bring your kids. Angry Jack: And remember, I'll match or beat anyone's advertised rage or is absolutely – Hey, what are you doing in my commercial?

Oh, sorry, Angry Jack. Gary here needs a new shell, and we knew you would help us find one. Hey, shouldn't you be yelling at me right now?

Angry Jack: Nah, I just do that to make my commercials louder. And louder is the same as better! Now, let's see if I can't get you into a new shell. Hmmm. There she is! There you are, little guy. Gary: Meow.

Oh, it's perfect! Just like the old one hey, buddy? Now, it... really looks like the old one, eh, buddy?

Gary: Meow. Angry Jack: Hey, accidents will happen. Why don't we try this one?

Oooohh, that's nice, love the pattern. We'll take it. But first I've gotta make sure it's battened down. We don't want this one slippin' off, eh, buddy? Oops. Hey, what about that one? Oops, sorry, Jack. Hey, how much is that one?

Angry Jack: Why don't you just hold your snail? I'll take care of the shells.

Good idea, Angry.

Angry Jack: So, how do ya like this one?

Well, it certainly is shiny.

Angry Jack: It's our most reflective model.

Oh, that is bright. Can't... see! Ow, what was that? S'cuse me. Why – can't – I – stop – breaking – shells! Whoops. Say, Jack, I don't suppose you have any more to show me?

Angry Jack: I do have one more available. It's the only certified indestructible shell I've ever seen, but I'm sure you'll find a way.

Wait, wait, wait. Before we do the hand-off, let me make some precautionary measures. Okay, first, shoes are tied. Hands are dry. And now, a thick layer of bubble wrap. You, um, you sure you don't have any more in the back?

Angry Jack: The back? There is no back anymore.

Well, look on the bright side. I reduced your inventory for you.

Angry Jack: Reduced?! You destroyed everything! And now, you're gonna have to pay.

Are you really angry or ya just trying to sound louder?

Angry Jack: I'm really angry! Commercial Voice: Blistering fury! Angry Jack: And I demand immediate payment!

Take it, it's all my savings.

Angry Jack: This? This isn't enough to repay my fortune! I'm gonna need more.

Sorry, that's all I got. Honest.

Angry Jack: No, it's not. You've got two arms and two legs, dontcha?

Yeah.

Angry Jack: Gimme one of each.

Okay.

Angry Jack: I'll also need some internal organs. And an eyeball. And your dothes.

Oh, Gary. How I wish your shell could grow back like my appendages. Hey, I've got an idea!

Gary: Meow.

Oh, Gary, it's not that bad! Square looks good on anybody! Oh, who am I kidding? It looks terrible on you! I know, Gary, I ruined your life! Do you have to rub it in?!?

Mr. Krabs: Hey, what's with all that sniveling?

Mr. Krabs, what are you doing here?

Mr. Krabs: Well, I just, - oh - well, um… never mind that, boy. What's your problem?

I destroyed Gary's shell, and now I can't find a replacement, so I guess he'll just spend the rest of his days as a lowly slug!

Gary: Meow. Mr. Krabs: There there, boy, there there. It's not that bad. I'm sure you'll think of something.

Mr. Krabs, perhaps you can help me find a new shell for Gary.

Mr. Krabs: Well, I'd be honored to help you and your snivelin' snail during such desperate times, 'cause I love helping others, like helping myself. Now, how much ya got?

Nothing, Mr. Krabs. I'm broke.

Mr. Krabs: Oh. I see

Wait, Mr. Krabs! If you help me get Gary a shell, I'll, work for free for the rest of the year.

Mr. Krabs: Only if I get to cut your health benefit for ya.

Deal! Another bad dream. Aaargh! Mr. Krabs?

Gary: Meow.

Sorry, Gary, I'm not used to your new shell.

Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, me boy, I need to borrow a blanket.

There ya go, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Thanks, boyo. Now I'm all toasty.

Ahh. I guess all's shell that ends shell, huh, Gary? Dahahah! That's a good one. Gary? Gary? Gary? Time for Boating School! Let er rip, Gary. Ahh... Ta-da! Not bad, partner in crime. The toast could have been a little darker, though. See you later.

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, want to go jellyfishing?

Sorry, Patrick, I can't. I have school today.

Patrick: Well, what am I supposed to do all day while you're at school?

I don't know. What do you normally do while I'm gone?

Patrick: Wait for you to get back.

Wait a second, Patrick. Why don't you come to school with me?

Patrick: Hey, that's a great idea!

You and me in school together as classmates! Think about it!

Patrick: Wow.

Brace yourself, Patrick. I'm about to introduce you to the greatest academic thrill ride of your lifetime.

Patrick: And no line.

Behold, Patrick, the Hallway Of Learning. And this is the Fountain Of Learning. And these are the Lockers Of Learning.

Patrick: And these are the Stairs Of Learning, right?

No, they're just the stairs. These are the Stairs Of Learning.

Patrick: Where is everyone?

I don't know. Home, probably. Class doesn't start 'til 9.

Patrick: 6:20? But I thought you said you were late.

Late for being early!

Patrick: Hey... When did I start wearing a watch?

And now, for the room with the most class: the Classroom.

Patrick: Ohh.

And this is the chalkboard. It's the ladle that helps us drink from the Fountain Of Knowledge.

Patrick: Ohhh.

And those drinks are recorded here on the Good Noodle board.

Patrick: Huh? Uh, sorry. Ohhhh!

Attendance. Penmanship. Basic Desk Sanitation. Advanced Desk Sanitation. I'll add your name so you can start collecting good noodle stars, too. There you are.