rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Sandy: Hey! Sandy: Hiyah, hiyah! Hiyah!	Isn't it a little early for autumn, Sandy?
Patrick: Yeah, it's only, um... June o'clock. Sandy: It ain't autumn! Oh, my tree is dying! Patrick: Good, we can use the wood. Sandy: Patrick, stop! I can save it with science. Patrick: Okay. Hmm. Sandy: Sandy: Acorn: Feed me! Sandy: Jumpin' beans on a trampoline! You're starvin'! I got to make you the best fertilizer known to critter-kind! Sandy: Ah, growth pills. Hi! Nuts. Ah-ha! Yee-haw! Sandy: Aw, I hope this is the pick-me-up you needed ole' girl. Well, kiss my grits! This here's the biggest acorn I ever did see! And so are those! I'd better start storing these for winter. I might need an alternate storage solution. Sandy: Hey there, SpongeBob? Could you swing by my place? Sandy: I love squirreling away nuts, but this is just too much!	I'd say you've certainly got a real nutmare on your hands.
Sandy: Just dump these somewhere! I'm gonna put more under my bed.	Yes, ma'am!
Shalmon: Stop!	Whoa. Who are you?
Shalmon: I am the spirit guide of the salmon people! I am the Shalmon!	Oh, hey there, Shalmon. Uh, my name is SpongeBob.
Shalmon: Why do you dump your nuts on my people's land, SpongeBob?	Oh, they're not mine. They're my friend, Sandy's.
Shalmon: Allow me to give you some sage advice. You must not squander nature's bounty. Nuts are meant to be eatin'. It's all in my book.	Meant to be eatin' eh?
Shalmon: Of course! The earth provides our food and we must care for her in return. It's all about balance, my friend. Look at my garden.	Wow. It's coming in great.
Shalmon: Over there!	Even better!
Sandy: So some Shalmon guy told you people would want to eat my nuts and you believe it?	Uh huh. Uh huh. Surely the Shalmon isn't a sham.
Sandy: Shertainly not! I mean certainly not! Let's see what we can cook up. Aged Nut Brie. Ghost Nut Chili. How 'bout Nutty Butter? Seems easy enough to make. Sandy: Woo-hoo! That's delicious!	Wow! Patrick would wanna try this.
Patrick: Try what? Sandy: Patrick, that Nutty Butter is for eating. Patrick: I know. Ow! Ow! Ow! Sandy: Hmm. Why don't you boys take some for the road? SpongeBob and Patrick: Thanks! Patrick: Can I have some more? It's hard to eat off this side of me. Sandy: Sure, Patrick! Here's the last of it! Patrick: Thanks, Sandy! Sandy: There. Everything is back to normal. What in tarnation? Patrick: Hey, Sandy! Sandy: Patrick, what's going on here? Patrick: I want more Nutty Butter. Sandy: Who are all these people? Patrick: Oh. They licked the Nutty Butter off my back. And now they're here for more. Sandy: Aw, gosh Patrick. I don't have enough to feed everyone. Abigail Marge: But it's the only thing my boy will eat! Archie: Guess I'll have to go to bed hungry again. Sandy: Well, I don't want to let anyone down. I can make some more acorns! Sandy: Making everyone's day with my Nutty Butter really gives me the warm and tinglies! Patrick: Uh huh. Sandy: In fact, demands have been so high, I scienced up a way to increase my production. Sandy: SpongeBob, here, scoops acorns onto my conveyor belt. Then the tubes take them inside where I turn them into Nutty Butter.	Sandy, according to the Shalmon's book, we shouldn't try to force nature to give us more than she's able.
Sandy: Don't worry about my tree, SpongeBob. Worry about the crowd of Nutty Butter fans outside. Crowd: We want Nutty Butter! We want Nutty Butter! Sandy: We're gonna need a lot more acorns to feed them all.	Uh oh. Sandy's tree's not lookin' so good. I don't think it can take much more of this, Patrick.
Patrick: Uh. Well, it's like Sandy said, Something, something, something, science. And who are we to argue with science?	Oh no! The nuts stopped!
Patrick: Hold on! I got this!	Oh no! Patrick, we have to do something! Sandy'll never forgive us if we ruined her tree!
Patrick: And I'll never forgive her if she runs out of Nutty Butter! Sandy: Please, please no pushing! I'll make more! Remember, Sandy's the squirrel you can count on! Sandy: Oh no! What in the Sam Hill is goin' on around here?	The tree got real sick!
Patrick: Don't worry. I made more Nutty Butter with the rest of the nuts. Sandy: You used all the nuts? Jumpin' Jiminy! Time for another dose of fertilizer!	Sandy, wait! I don't think that's what your tree needs!
Shalmon: The boy is right! Why do you hurt your tree? The tree would never hurt you. Ouch! Dang splinters!	Shalmon?
Sandy: Wait, you're the one who said I should feed my nuts to the people? Shalmon: Indeed. But to feed so many from a single tree... Let me share with you a story. Long ago, before fish walked the seas, there lived in the sky one sun. Sun: Shalmon: One star. Star: Hello! Shalmon: And one moon. Moon: What the? Shalmon: During the day, the star would play with the sun. Shalmon: At night, the star would play with the moon. Moon: Get away from me! Shalmon: The star did not want to let his friends down. But he alone could not keep up with both the sun and the moon. Moon: Finally. Some peace. Shalmon: That is when the star had an idea. Moon: Hmm? Hmm? Ahh! Oh no. There goes the neighborhood. Shalmon: By creating many copies, the star was able to keep the sun and moon happy without wearing himself out. Do you understand why I tell you this tale? Shalmon: Hello? Wake up! Patrick: I didn't know there was gonna be a test! Sandy: Oh, I got so wrapped up in not letting anyone down that I asked too much of my tree and my friends. Shalmon: Perhaps with many trees, you can continue serving your community in a natural and sustainable manner. I mean pretty much anything is better than this mess! Yeesh! Sandy: Thanks, Shammy. But I'm a one tree kind of squirrel. I'm gonna do what I should've done in the first place. Order the ole' girl some nutritious new dirt from Texas! Shalmon: Well, my work here is done. It's time I return to my people. Shalmon: Let me offer some sage advice. You must listen to the earth and the stars, for only they can guide you!... To my stop at the corner of Olive and Victory. Nat Peterson: Sir, stand behind the white line please. Shalmon: Typical. It never ends! Narrator: It is a cold and windy day, and Bikini Bottom is covered with goosebumps. Squidward: Oh, it's freezing in here!	Not if you get up and exercise! Hut, two. Hut, two. Yes, sir. My buns are nice and toasty.
Squidward: I'm so glad I don't eat here. Oh, how cold does Krabs keep this place, anyway? 62 degrees?! Oh, that cheapskate! I'm going to set it to a toasty 63. Huh? Mr. Krabs: WHO TOUCHED ME THERMOSTAT?!?!?! Squidward: Oh, thanks a--	You're welcome, Squidward.
Mr. Krabs: Mr. Squidward, you're always going on about your book club. Read this. Squidward: Do not touch thermostat ever. Mr. Krabs: Heat costs money! There are two ways to get on my bad side, boys. I don't like kids playing in me yard, and nobody but me touches me thermostat! Squidward: That's totally selfish!	Yeah! Your yard is really fun! There are kids playing on it right now!
Mr. Krabs: What?! Hey, you kids get off of my lawn! Plankton: That's right. Run, Krabs. For I have found your Achilles heel. I'll freeze you out of business and I'll do it with your precious thermostat! What the--? Oh, no! Code red! Abandon ship!! Abandon ship! No matter. In four to six hours, I will have my revenge. Squidward: I'm going to go recover from hypothermia.	Hippo what-ia? What does that mean?
Mr. Krabs: It means he's a big fat crybaby. Old Man Jenkins: Locked in again. Plankton: That crusty old barnacle might keep me from the secret formula, but I'd like to see him serve a Krabby Patty when I'm done with this place. Into every life, a little rain must fall, Krabs! It's just business. Well, maybe it is personal. I'm touching your thermostat! I'm touching your thermostat! Mr. Krabs: Someone—touching—thermostat. Squidward: I might need to bring a sweater. It's colder than yesterday.	That's why I wore mittens. Mm, toasty!
Squidward: Huh? Mr. Krabs: Morning, boys! Lock's a bit sticky this morning. Is it cold in here, or is it just me? Well, get to work. Squidward: What?	Aye, aye, Mr. Krabs! Pardon me!
Mr. Krabs: All right, quit clowning around and get to work.	Yes, sir!
Squidward: As long as you turn the heat up! Mr. Krabs: The temperature stays at 62 degrees. Squidward: There's icicles hanging from the ceiling! Mr. Krabs: I don't care if Santie Claus and Jack Frost are having ice cream cones! Don't... touch... THE THERMOSTAT! Plankton: I knew you'd be too stubborn to turn the heat up. Let's see how long you keep those customers when you give them the cold shoulder. Mr. Krabs: Quit your lollygagging and get a move on! Squidward: Order up. Martin: Let's get out of here. Plankton: Yes, flee that frozen wasteland! Warmth and joy have left your lives! Hey, buddy, you want to eat at The Chum Bucket? Fine! At least Krabs' place is deserted. Hey! The customers are coming back! I don't understand! What's bringing them back? What the--?! Mr. Krabs: Just put those patties back when you're done!	Can do, Mr. Krabs!
Squidward: I'm really glad I don't eat here.	Order up!
Frankie: Where's my food? Mm. Old Man Jenkins: I want my Krabby Flabby!	Coming right up, sir!
Old Man Jenkins: Delicious! Abigail Marge: Wow, that looks like fun. I'll have two Krabby Patties, but don't cook them. Jimmy: I'll have two frozen Krabby Patties, too.	Yes, sir!
Clay: I want Patty skates! Man: I need two patties, now! Mr. Krabs: It's beautiful. I'm selling twice as many patties and I don't even have to cook 'em! This is the happiest, and most cost-effective day of me whole life. Plankton: NOOOO!!! How is this possible?! I freeze his place solid and he turns it into an ice rink! He's making more money than ever! Karen: That's because, unlike you, he's a good businessman. Plankton: Well, if it isn't the wind beneath my wings. Karen: I don't understand why you don't just steal a Krabby Patty in all that confusion. Plankton: I'll be right back. Karen: I don't know why I encourage him. Mr. Krabs: This is fantastic! The local hockey team is paying me to practice here!	Coming through! Hi, Patrick!
Patrick: Hi, SpongeBob. Hockey Player #1: Where'd the puck go?	Holy shrimp! Plankton!
Plankton: I did it! I finally got a Krabby Patty!	Not quite, Plankton. You'll have to get past me first.
Hockey Player #1: There's the puck! That little square guy has it! Hockey Player #2: Get him!	You're mine now, Plankton! You won't get away with this, Plankton!
Plankton: Hey, SpongeBob. long time, no see. What've you been up to? How was your weekend?	Oh, my weekend was fabulous! Thank you for asking. Patrick and I went jellyfishing but I lost my net. So, I tried to borrow one from Squidward, but he didn't have one. And then when he yelled at me, he swallowed a bug! Swallowed a bug.
Plankton: Fascinating. Well, got to go.	Hey!
Plankton: Better luck next time, SpongeBob! Hockey Player #3: There's the puck, eh? Get it! Plankton: Uh-oh. Whoa!	Hold it right there, mister!
Plankton: Yes! I'm gonna make it!	Gotcha, Plankton!
Plankton: On the contrary! It is I who has you!	The clamboni! Run for it!
Plankton: Run, you fools! Run! It's working! I'm actually going to get a Krabby Patty! Come on, get outta the way! You're blocking the exit! Noooo! NOOOO! Mr. Krabs: I'll take that. Brilliant idea to block the exit with your body, SpongeBob.	Um, thank you, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: You lose again, Plankton! Plankton: I'm not giving up yet, Krabs. I've still got my secret weapon! The thermostat! Mr. Krabs: The thermostat? Plankton: That's right, Krabs. It was I who froze The Krusty Krab. You see? Mr. Krabs: You've gone too far this time, Plankton! You can pummel me employees, try to destroy me restaurant, but nobody messes with me thermostat. Plankton: See, Krabs? You can't defeat me!	Here's your Krabby Patty and lemonade, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Thank you, lad. Well, well, if it isn't Plankton. You know, I should thank you. What with the ice rink and now the swimming pool gimmick, I'm making more money than I ever did with the old Krusty Krab! Hey, you got any more good ideas? Plankton: Mr. Krabs: Now, we all know what this day is.	Today is the day when Plankton tries to steal the Krabby Patty formula, sir!
Squidward: Like he does every day. Mr. Krabs: But this time, he's not going to catch me with me spatula down! Ooh? SpongeBob, you're on guard duty, boy!	Yes, sir, Mr. Krabs!
Squidward: And I'll go undercover.	Hup, two, three, four! Hup, two, three, four! ♪Krabby Patties are the best! They'll put hair on your chest!♪
Female customer: Oh! French Narrator: Three hours later...	♪Krabby Patties are the best... They'll put hairs...into your nest♪
Squidward: Ow. Mr. Krabs: Any sign of Plankton?	Uh, afraid not, Mr. Krabs.
Squidward: Maybe he's on vacation. Mr. Krabs: Don't be silly! We always take our trips together, to keep an eye on each other. What's taking that crook so long? Hm... Maybe the door is stuck. Ah, for—these customers are blocking the way! There we go. Nice, open path. Hm? Mm... Hey! Well, maybe he just needs a little incentive. There we go. Maybe he doesn't want me formula anymore. He took the bait! We're going to red alert! Batten down the hatches! Furl the deck! Stop that greedy green goober! Squidward: Ow. Patrick: Doggone it! Can I get some ketchup over here? Please? Mr. Krabs: False alarm. Whistle: Closing time! Mr. Krabs: And just where do you think you two are going? Squidward: It's customary to go home at closing time.	Aren't you going home, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. Krabs: Oh, I'm not budging. Plankton is gonna try something. I don't know when. I don't know where. Squidward: Probably...here. Mr. Krabs: Well, yeah. But when he does, I'll be waiting for him. Mr. Krabs: I'll be waiting right here. French Narrator: The next morning...	Morning! Hm? I guess Mr. Krabs went home after all.
Mr. Krabs: No, I'm still here... Waiting for that blasted Plankton! Customer: Yeah, I'll take— Mr. Krabs: Me patty formula?! Huh? I knew it! You in there, Plankton?!	Mr. Krabs, that's not Plankton!
Customer: I will never set foot in this establishment again! From now on, I'm using the drive-thru! Mr. Krabs: Aha! Trying to sneak a Krabby Patty to Plankton, eh? Mrs. Puff: But, Eugene, it's just a to-go order. Mr. Krabs: Well, from now on, all patties are to be eaten on the premises! Squidward: What are you gonna do now, ban pockets? Mr. Krabs: Capital idea, Mr. Squidward. Mr. Krabs: There'll be a $50-a-barrel surcharge from now on! Whoa, hey, slow down there, Grandpa. Let me see here. Aha! Another one of Plankton's spies! Old Man Walker: I just wanted some for later. Mr. Krabs: You're banned! Hm... So Plankton's recruiting baby burglars now! Put a cork in it! You're banned! You! You're banned! You're banned! Banned! Banned! You're all banned!	Mr. Krabs, I don't think Plankton's coming.
Mr. Krabs: Nonsense! See? It's that stinker Plankton now! What do you want? Sandy: Uh...A Krabby Patty? Mr. Krabs: Why? Sandy: I'm hungry.	Mr. Krabs, that's just Sandy.
Mr. Krabs: I'm not falling for it. That's the worst squirrel suit I've ever seen.	Do you think Mr. Krabs is acting...strange?
Squidward: He seems fine to me.	Maybe we should postpone our plans for tonight.
Mr. Krabs: Plans?! Aha! You're both working for Plankton! Get out of me restaurant you tricky treacherous traitors! Mr. Krabs: I know you're in here, Plankton. Where are you hiding? Plankton: I'm right here... at the Chum Bucket! Come on down and try our new Chum Nuggets. Mr. Krabs: Heh. Whew. Oh. Just a—just a cup. Mr. Krabs: Get ahold of yourself. Get ahold of yourself. I'm starting to see things. Mr. Krabs: Huh? Those two are working for Plankton! Pearl: Ow. Mr. Krabs: Me own daughter? Oh, not Old Man Jenkins! Everyone really is out to get you. Aren't they, my little formula?	Mr. Krabs? You have got to come with me to... the Chum Bucket for Plankton has kidnapped Squidward.
Mr. Krabs: Oh, so that's Plankton's evil plan? He wants me formula as ransom! What do we do? What? What's that? Oh, that's just brilliant! Hold on a minute. I'll go get the ransom. Oh, you want a Krabby Patty, do you? Well, I'll give you a Krabby Patty. Okay, let's go rescue Squidward. Plankton: Surprised, Krabs? Mr. Krabs: Not at all, Sheldon. I knew you were up to something. Plankton: Oh, yeah? How about now? Everyone: Surprise! Plankton: Oh, come, Krabs. It's the anniversary of the first time I tried to steal your Krabby Patty formula!	So, we threw you a surprise party.
Mr. Krabs: You mean you weren't working for Plankton?!	Of course not, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Oh, I shouldn't have suspected you, SpongeBob! Whew. Won't need these anymore. Patrick: Oh, boy, Krabby Patties! Sandy: Yee-haw! Mr. Krabs: No! Don't eat the patties! Gotcha. Mr. Krabs: Whew. Ah, tartar sauce! Mr. Krabs: Yay. Squidward: A little help here!	Did you enjoy the surprise party, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. Krabs: Eh, I'll tell you in a second. Plankton: Huh? Ooh, that fool Krabs left the Krabby Patty formula behind! Mommy.	Ooh.
Mr. Krabs: Yes, boy-o. I enjoyed it very much.	Hey, Timmy! I've found your ball. And... Your sister.
Ryan Timmy's sister: Hi! Ryan Timmy and his sister: Yeah!	A thousand pardons, Sir Sea Tiger. And the elephant says... Weee!!! The giraffe goes... And the baboon says... And the zookeeper goes...
Zoo manager: Can it with this, kid! How many times do I have to tell you to stay out of the animal enclosures?! They are not pets! These are wild animals! And you can get seriously injured.	These little cuties are dangerous? Don't be silly.
Zoo manger: That's it!	For me? Thanks!
Zoo manager: Oh, it's not a gift, it's an ankle alarm! And the next time you try to sneak into the animal enclosures, it's gonna do this! Alarm: SpongeBob alert! SpongeBob alert! SpongeBob alert! Zoo manager: Get it?!	Got it.
Zoo manager: Good! Zoo manager: Oh, no, you don't! Zoo manager: That's it! You are banned from the zoo! Get out! Out, I say!!!	Yes, sir. I'll go.
Patrick: Hold it! If he goes, I go! And you can keep your dumb old peanuts! Huh! Come on, SpongeBob. Zoo manager: And stay out! Patrick: Oh, that's it now. Let it all out.	I-I just want to pet the critters. Does that make me an animal?
Patrick: That mean old zookeeper! He even looks like a monkey and he smells like one too! You should just make your own zoo.	My own zoo? That's a laugh. Ooh... Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
SpongeBob and Patrick: Bubble zoo!	Voilà! Our first zoo animals.
Patrick: Oh, oh, I get to name 'em! Um, your name is Aspen. Your name is Audrey! And you're Debbie! Aww, I forgot they're bubbles!	Don't be a dope. Try extra strength soap.
Patrick: It works! It works! SpongeBob and Patrick: It works! It works!	Ooh, look at 'em, Patrick. So happy and healthy. Oh, and look, Patrick! Bubble droppings!
Patrick: Bubble droppings? I'm popping poops! Hey! But I was gonna eat those!	No more buts. We need more animals! Welcome to the Bubble Zoo! Where the price of admission is a smile. Just a second you. That's better.
Patrick: Hello, folks. Please leave all your sharp objects at the gate. Okay, Grandpa. Spread 'em. Old Man Walker: Rascal.	Gather around, folks, and meet the animals! These wild bubble-phants never forget to have fun. These bubble-raffes are necking. And they have the necks for it. Ooh, time to feed the sea monsters. Ooh! Alley-zoop! Come and get it!
Patrick: Hi! Squidward: ♪Oh, up from my nap, getting my garden pants, going out the door, walking on the tongue, that's a lot of teeth.♪ What's happening?!	Hey, Squidward! I see you're playing with my sea monsters. Isn't my bubble zoo fun?
Squidward: Get me out of here, you moron!	Okay. Oh, Maggie. Tickle, tickle. Let's put Squidward down. Wow! Aww!
Squidward: Blech! Patrick: And Squidward is reborn! Squidward: Now, wait just a darn second, I- Uh-oh. SpongeBob and Patrick: Look out, Squidward! Fred: Run for your lives!	Squidward, don't forget to bring it back! Nice bubble beasts. Uh, let's make you some more enclosures, huh?
Patrick: Would now be a good time to talk about my hours?	Stop those animals, Patrick! Go!
Patrick: Huh? Oh! Stop animules! Stop, stop, stop! Huh? But seriously, SpongeBob. Thursdays are out. Mr. Krabs: Take me customers! Just don't hurt me money! Plankton: For hate's sake! I spit my last breath at thee! Karen: Don't be so dramatic. They're cute. Wait! Wait! Patrick: Uh, SpongeBob, why are the animals making scary faces?	They've gone wild, Patrick! Wild!
Zoo manager: Hey! This ain't no inferno! Get back in your enclosures right now! Zoo manager: Or whenever you know I'm flexible. Patrick: SpongeBob, it's the zoo animals!	They must've heard my uvula! You guys saved our lives!
Patrick: Thank you, animules! Zoo manager: And thank you, SpongeBob, for bringing my animals back. And I just love the new animals too. You are welcome at the zoo anytime. I officially remove the ban. There you go.	I promise you won't regret it, Mr. Zookeeper, sir. I'm free again! Weee!! Good morning, Squidward!
Squidward: Good morning. It's a living.	What's the matter, buddy? You seem so sad.
Patrick: Oh yeah, well uh, you know what's sad? This.	My hat is sad?
Patrick: No! You have a special hat, which means you get to go to your special-happy-worky place. While I just stay... bored all day. I want a special-happy-worky place, too!	First thing's first, Patrick. What do you like to do?
Patrick: Uhhh... Sand.	Oof! Ooh, I gotta run. I have patties to flip, but I sure hope you figure your problem out. Think about it.
Patrick: Think about it. Think, Patrick, think. Hmmmmm... hmmpphh! Thinking is painful. Break time. Nicholas Whithers: Are you irritable? Listless? Jobless? Have you ever asked yourself: I'm a loser. What am I doing with my life? Well, look no further. I have an answer that has helped millions- Announcer: Be all you can possibly be. Join the Marine Dolphins. Man Ray: Muhahahahahahahaha! Huh? The inescapable display case! Noooooooooo! Barnacle Boy: All in a day's work, ehh, Mermaid Man? Mermaid Man: Remember: It's up to you to reveal the true face of crime. Sign up to be part of the Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy Junior Crime Fighters. Patrick: I gotta figure out what to do in my life. Awww, I wish I was a superhero. I know what I want to do with my life! To the changing room! Ahhhhh. At last I have found my calling. I am Patrick-Man: defender of Bikini Bottom! Mr. Krabs: Mr. Squidward, what's with all the dilly-dallyin'? We got customer's money to take! Squidward: Where? Mr. Krabs: Where is everybody? Patrick: Fear not, Patrick-Man is here. Mr. Krabs: Patrick! I knew our number one customer wouldn't let us down. Patrick: It's Patrick-Man, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: Patrick-Man? What kind of ridiculous name is that? Squidward: Oh, forget the name. Look at the ridiculous outfit. What is that? A pair of briefs?	Ooh! Blaring employee laughter in the common area? Hey, Patrick, what's with the fancy duds?
Patrick: Must I explain everything? I found what I want to do with my life! I am Patrick-Man!	That is so exciting! I can't wait to tell Gary, my parents, grandpar-
Patrick: Shush, SpongeBob! My identity must be kept secret! My work here is done. Patrick-Man is off! The city needs my help! Oh, I almost forgot, can I get a Krabby Patty? Fish 1: Hey, howdya do on your final? Fish 2: I aced it. Fish 1: Me, too. Fish 2: Looks like all the studying paid off. Fish teenagers: High five! Fish 2: Whoa, you okay. man? Patrick: Just remember this: Violence solves nothing! Fish 2: Violence? But we were just giving high fiv--. Patrick: No time for silly-talk, citizen. Patrick-Man is needed elsewhere! Mr. Krabs: Please, ma'am, allow me. Mabel: Huh? Why, thank you, young man. Mr. Krabs: Hehehehe, not a problem, ma'am. It's the least I can doooooo! Sorry, lady, you're on your own. Mabel: Oh, dear. Oh, dear! Mr. Krabs: Oh, sweet dollar. Oh, just look at you. So clean. So crisp. Now come to Krabsy. Patrick: Halt! Patrick-Man is on to you! Thief! Stealing is bad! Bad! Mr. Krabs: But I found that dollar! Patrick: Nah, enough! This dollar shall stay on the sidewalk, where it belongs. With Neptune's swiftness, away! Mabel: Hey, a dollar! This must be my lucky day. Patrick: Sounds like another job for Patrick-Man! I'll finish you off later, day-old donuts. Right now, I must move rapidly and act heroically! What's this? Don't move, and freeze! Mrs. Puff: Huh? Patrick: Let's see you try to bust outta that, boat thief! Mrs. Puff: Boat thief? Heavens, no! My poor student is trapped inside this boat! The doors are jammed! Patrick: Jammed doors, huh? A likely story. With Neptune's swiftness, away! Mrs. Puff: Ah, merciful Neptune! The authorities are here. You'll be out of there in no time. Officer John Slugfish: Well, what do we have here? Looks like Patrick-Man caught another one! What would we do without superheroes? Mrs. Puff: But, I didn't do anything! Officer John Slugfish: Grand Theft Vessel is a felony. You remember what a felony is, don't you, Mrs. Puff? Mrs. Puff: Felony?! Yes, I...! Oh, ugh. Patrick-Man... Nat: Help?	Order up! Another Krabby Patty for the gentleman.
Harold Reginald: Thank you. Let's hope Patrick-Man doesn't confiscate this one. Tina: Yeah! He drank my shake, too! Said it was part of an evil plot.	Eh, sorry, ma'am. I'll get you another. Patrick has taken things too far.
Patrick: Hey, that's Patrick-Man to you.	What're you doing out there?
Patrick: Something a non-hero civilian would never understand. I'm about to unmask one of Bikini Bottom's biggest foes! Right here in the Krusty Krab. And I've intercepted his evil schemes!	You've intercepted a recipe for toasted coral bits. Don't you think you're going a little overboard with this Patrick-Man thing?
Patrick: Overboaaard?! You call this overboard?! Away with Neptune's Swiftness! Villains and criminals, beware! Patrick-Man is here! Mabel: Good gracious. Patrick: And he always finds out who hides under the mask! Fred: Hey, man, I'd like to hold onto my face, thank you! Patrick: Oh, right. Gotcha! Male Fish: Yeouch! Let's get out of here and never come back. Mr. Krabs: Whaaaaaaaat? Alright, that does it! Patrick: Admit it, masked marauder! Mr. Krabs: Enough! We've all had our fill of Patrick-Man! Patrick: But I was about to unmask a supervillain! Mr. Krabs: Sure you were. What the barnacles are you doing? Patrick: Protecting Bikini Bottom from a scoundrel! Mabel: Ohh, dear!	Let her go, Patrick!
Patrick: No way! Hey! Where'd he come from?	The Dirty Bubble?!
Patrick: The Dirty Bubble? I wanted to unmask Man Ray. Dirty Bubble: Fools, you blew my cover! Now taste my wrath!	What now, Patrick?
Patrick: SpongeBob, you're looking at a superhero. So naturally, I will rely on my superpowers, and throw some stuff! Dirty Bubble: I wouldn't call that a total miss. Patrick: Take this, beast!	Wha, no, Patrick!
Dirty Bubble: Haha, yummy sponge. Mr. Krabs: You've disabled my employees and trashed me restaurant?! Think you might go for the Bubble now? Patrick: I've got him right where I want him. For the Pit Punch! Dirty Bubble: Ha! Let's try that again, but this time, I attack! Patrick: Lunch!	Way to go, buddy! You're a hero! Uh, may I have your autograph?
Patrick: Why, of course, young man. That's, uh, SpongeBob with two 7s, right?	What's your next exciting adventure, Patrick-Man?
Patrick: Actually, it's Patrick to you. I'm retiring. Having a job is too much work. Mr. Krabs: Not so fast! I think I need you to use your superpowers one last time. Patrick: What's this? Patrick: You're it!	Not for long!
Patrick: Hey, try to catch me, SpongeBob!	Tag, you're it.
Patrick: Oh, this game's too hard!	I know! What if both of us are it?
Patrick: But then, who's gonna be not it?	Exactly! Neither of us will know!
Patrick: Oh, I like not knowing! Let's play! SpongeBob and Patrick: I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it!	I'm it!
Patrick: I'm it! SpongeBob! Hang on, buddy, I'm coming! Ahhhh!	Whoa, what is this place?
SpongeBob and Patrick: Patrick: Look at all this cool stuff! I'm the captain! Yo, ho, ho, ya mateys! Arr! Got ya! En garde! Thanks, SpongeBob. I guess we better be more careful.	Let's go back to the main deck.

Sandy: Hey! Sandy: Hiyah, hiyah! Hiyah!

Isn't it a little early for autumn, Sandy?

Patrick: Yeah, it's only, um... June o'clock. Sandy: It ain't autumn! Oh, my tree is dying! Patrick: Good, we can use the wood. Sandy: Patrick, stop! I can save it with science. Patrick: Okay. Hmm. Sandy: Sandy: Acorn: Feed me! Sandy: Jumpin' beans on a trampoline! You're starvin'! I got to make you the best fertilizer known to critter-kind! Sandy: Ah, growth pills. Hi! Nuts. Ah-ha! Yee-haw! Sandy: Aw, I hope this is the pick-me-up you needed ole' girl. Well, kiss my grits! This here's the biggest acorn I ever did see! And so are those! I'd better start storing these for winter. I might need an alternate storage solution. Sandy: Hey there, SpongeBob? Could you swing by my place? Sandy: I love squirreling away nuts, but this is just too much!

I'd say you've certainly got a real nutmare on your hands.

Sandy: Just dump these somewhere! I'm gonna put more under my bed.

Yes, ma'am!

Shalmon: Stop!

Whoa. Who are you?

Shalmon: I am the spirit guide of the salmon people! I am the Shalmon!

Oh, hey there, Shalmon. Uh, my name is SpongeBob.

Shalmon: Why do you dump your nuts on my people's land, SpongeBob?

Oh, they're not mine. They're my friend, Sandy's.

Shalmon: Allow me to give you some sage advice. You must not squander nature's bounty. Nuts are meant to be eatin'. It's all in my book.

Meant to be eatin' eh?

Shalmon: Of course! The earth provides our food and we must care for her in return. It's all about balance, my friend. Look at my garden.

Wow. It's coming in great.

Shalmon: Over there!

Even better!

Sandy: So some Shalmon guy told you people would want to eat my nuts and you believe it?

Uh huh. Uh huh. Surely the Shalmon isn't a sham.

Sandy: Shertainly not! I mean certainly not! Let's see what we can cook up. Aged Nut Brie. Ghost Nut Chili. How 'bout Nutty Butter? Seems easy enough to make. Sandy: Woo-hoo! That's delicious!

Wow! Patrick would wanna try this.

Patrick: Try what? Sandy: Patrick, that Nutty Butter is for eating. Patrick: I know. Ow! Ow! Ow! Sandy: Hmm. Why don't you boys take some for the road? SpongeBob and Patrick: Thanks! Patrick: Can I have some more? It's hard to eat off this side of me. Sandy: Sure, Patrick! Here's the last of it! Patrick: Thanks, Sandy! Sandy: There. Everything is back to normal. What in tarnation? Patrick: Hey, Sandy! Sandy: Patrick, what's going on here? Patrick: I want more Nutty Butter. Sandy: Who are all these people? Patrick: Oh. They licked the Nutty Butter off my back. And now they're here for more. Sandy: Aw, gosh Patrick. I don't have enough to feed everyone. Abigail Marge: But it's the only thing my boy will eat! Archie: Guess I'll have to go to bed hungry again. Sandy: Well, I don't want to let anyone down. I can make some more acorns! Sandy: Making everyone's day with my Nutty Butter really gives me the warm and tinglies! Patrick: Uh huh. Sandy: In fact, demands have been so high, I scienced up a way to increase my production. Sandy: SpongeBob, here, scoops acorns onto my conveyor belt. Then the tubes take them inside where I turn them into Nutty Butter.

Sandy, according to the Shalmon's book, we shouldn't try to force nature to give us more than she's able.

Sandy: Don't worry about my tree, SpongeBob. Worry about the crowd of Nutty Butter fans outside. Crowd: We want Nutty Butter! We want Nutty Butter! Sandy: We're gonna need a lot more acorns to feed them all.

Uh oh. Sandy's tree's not lookin' so good. I don't think it can take much more of this, Patrick.

Patrick: Uh. Well, it's like Sandy said, Something, something, something, science. And who are we to argue with science?

Oh no! The nuts stopped!

Patrick: Hold on! I got this!

Oh no! Patrick, we have to do something! Sandy'll never forgive us if we ruined her tree!

Patrick: And I'll never forgive her if she runs out of Nutty Butter! Sandy: Please, please no pushing! I'll make more! Remember, Sandy's the squirrel you can count on! Sandy: Oh no! What in the Sam Hill is goin' on around here?

The tree got real sick!

Patrick: Don't worry. I made more Nutty Butter with the rest of the nuts. Sandy: You used all the nuts? Jumpin' Jiminy! Time for another dose of fertilizer!

Sandy, wait! I don't think that's what your tree needs!

Shalmon: The boy is right! Why do you hurt your tree? The tree would never hurt you. Ouch! Dang splinters!

Shalmon?

Sandy: Wait, you're the one who said I should feed my nuts to the people? Shalmon: Indeed. But to feed so many from a single tree... Let me share with you a story. Long ago, before fish walked the seas, there lived in the sky one sun. Sun: Shalmon: One star. Star: Hello! Shalmon: And one moon. Moon: What the? Shalmon: During the day, the star would play with the sun. Shalmon: At night, the star would play with the moon. Moon: Get away from me! Shalmon: The star did not want to let his friends down. But he alone could not keep up with both the sun and the moon. Moon: Finally. Some peace. Shalmon: That is when the star had an idea. Moon: Hmm? Hmm? Ahh! Oh no. There goes the neighborhood. Shalmon: By creating many copies, the star was able to keep the sun and moon happy without wearing himself out. Do you understand why I tell you this tale? Shalmon: Hello? Wake up! Patrick: I didn't know there was gonna be a test! Sandy: Oh, I got so wrapped up in not letting anyone down that I asked too much of my tree and my friends. Shalmon: Perhaps with many trees, you can continue serving your community in a natural and sustainable manner. I mean pretty much anything is better than this mess! Yeesh! Sandy: Thanks, Shammy. But I'm a one tree kind of squirrel. I'm gonna do what I should've done in the first place. Order the ole' girl some nutritious new dirt from Texas! Shalmon: Well, my work here is done. It's time I return to my people. Shalmon: Let me offer some sage advice. You must listen to the earth and the stars, for only they can guide you!... To my stop at the corner of Olive and Victory. Nat Peterson: Sir, stand behind the white line please. Shalmon: Typical. It never ends! Narrator: It is a cold and windy day, and Bikini Bottom is covered with goosebumps. Squidward: Oh, it's freezing in here!

Not if you get up and exercise! Hut, two. Hut, two. Yes, sir. My buns are nice and toasty.

Squidward: I'm so glad I don't eat here. Oh, how cold does Krabs keep this place, anyway? 62 degrees?! Oh, that cheapskate! I'm going to set it to a toasty 63. Huh? Mr. Krabs: WHO TOUCHED ME THERMOSTAT?!?!?! Squidward: Oh, thanks a--

You're welcome, Squidward.

Mr. Krabs: Mr. Squidward, you're always going on about your book club. Read this. Squidward: Do not touch thermostat ever. Mr. Krabs: Heat costs money! There are two ways to get on my bad side, boys. I don't like kids playing in me yard, and nobody but me touches me thermostat! Squidward: That's totally selfish!

Yeah! Your yard is really fun! There are kids playing on it right now!

Mr. Krabs: What?! Hey, you kids get off of my lawn! Plankton: That's right. Run, Krabs. For I have found your Achilles heel. I'll freeze you out of business and I'll do it with your precious thermostat! What the--? Oh, no! Code red! Abandon ship!! Abandon ship! No matter. In four to six hours, I will have my revenge. Squidward: I'm going to go recover from hypothermia.

Hippo what-ia? What does that mean?

Mr. Krabs: It means he's a big fat crybaby. Old Man Jenkins: Locked in again. Plankton: That crusty old barnacle might keep me from the secret formula, but I'd like to see him serve a Krabby Patty when I'm done with this place. Into every life, a little rain must fall, Krabs! It's just business. Well, maybe it is personal. I'm touching your thermostat! I'm touching your thermostat! Mr. Krabs: Someone—touching—thermostat. Squidward: I might need to bring a sweater. It's colder than yesterday.

That's why I wore mittens. Mm, toasty!

Squidward: Huh? Mr. Krabs: Morning, boys! Lock's a bit sticky this morning. Is it cold in here, or is it just me? Well, get to work. Squidward: What?

Aye, aye, Mr. Krabs! Pardon me!

Mr. Krabs: All right, quit clowning around and get to work.

Yes, sir!

Squidward: As long as you turn the heat up! Mr. Krabs: The temperature stays at 62 degrees. Squidward: There's icicles hanging from the ceiling! Mr. Krabs: I don't care if Santie Claus and Jack Frost are having ice cream cones! Don't... touch... THE THERMOSTAT! Plankton: I knew you'd be too stubborn to turn the heat up. Let's see how long you keep those customers when you give them the cold shoulder. Mr. Krabs: Quit your lollygagging and get a move on! Squidward: Order up. Martin: Let's get out of here. Plankton: Yes, flee that frozen wasteland! Warmth and joy have left your lives! Hey, buddy, you want to eat at The Chum Bucket? Fine! At least Krabs' place is deserted. Hey! The customers are coming back! I don't understand! What's bringing them back? What the--?! Mr. Krabs: Just put those patties back when you're done!

Can do, Mr. Krabs!

Squidward: I'm really glad I don't eat here.

Order up!

Frankie: Where's my food? Mm. Old Man Jenkins: I want my Krabby Flabby!

Coming right up, sir!

Old Man Jenkins: Delicious! Abigail Marge: Wow, that looks like fun. I'll have two Krabby Patties, but don't cook them. Jimmy: I'll have two frozen Krabby Patties, too.

Yes, sir!

Clay: I want Patty skates! Man: I need two patties, now! Mr. Krabs: It's beautiful. I'm selling twice as many patties and I don't even have to cook 'em! This is the happiest, and most cost-effective day of me whole life. Plankton: NOOOO!!! How is this possible?! I freeze his place solid and he turns it into an ice rink! He's making more money than ever! Karen: That's because, unlike you, he's a good businessman. Plankton: Well, if it isn't the wind beneath my wings. Karen: I don't understand why you don't just steal a Krabby Patty in all that confusion. Plankton: I'll be right back. Karen: I don't know why I encourage him. Mr. Krabs: This is fantastic! The local hockey team is paying me to practice here!

Coming through! Hi, Patrick!

Patrick: Hi, SpongeBob. Hockey Player #1: Where'd the puck go?

Holy shrimp! Plankton!

Plankton: I did it! I finally got a Krabby Patty!

Not quite, Plankton. You'll have to get past me first.

Hockey Player #1: There's the puck! That little square guy has it! Hockey Player #2: Get him!

You're mine now, Plankton! You won't get away with this, Plankton!

Plankton: Hey, SpongeBob. long time, no see. What've you been up to? How was your weekend?

Oh, my weekend was fabulous! Thank you for asking. Patrick and I went jellyfishing but I lost my net. So, I tried to borrow one from Squidward, but he didn't have one. And then when he yelled at me, he swallowed a bug! Swallowed a bug.

Plankton: Fascinating. Well, got to go.

Hey!

Plankton: Better luck next time, SpongeBob! Hockey Player #3: There's the puck, eh? Get it! Plankton: Uh-oh. Whoa!

Hold it right there, mister!

Plankton: Yes! I'm gonna make it!

Gotcha, Plankton!

Plankton: On the contrary! It is I who has you!

The clamboni! Run for it!

Plankton: Run, you fools! Run! It's working! I'm actually going to get a Krabby Patty! Come on, get outta the way! You're blocking the exit! Noooo! NOOOO! Mr. Krabs: I'll take that. Brilliant idea to block the exit with your body, SpongeBob.

Um, thank you, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: You lose again, Plankton! Plankton: I'm not giving up yet, Krabs. I've still got my secret weapon! The thermostat! Mr. Krabs: The thermostat? Plankton: That's right, Krabs. It was I who froze The Krusty Krab. You see? Mr. Krabs: You've gone too far this time, Plankton! You can pummel me employees, try to destroy me restaurant, but nobody messes with me thermostat. Plankton: See, Krabs? You can't defeat me!

Here's your Krabby Patty and lemonade, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Thank you, lad. Well, well, if it isn't Plankton. You know, I should thank you. What with the ice rink and now the swimming pool gimmick, I'm making more money than I ever did with the old Krusty Krab! Hey, you got any more good ideas? Plankton: Mr. Krabs: Now, we all know what this day is.

Today is the day when Plankton tries to steal the Krabby Patty formula, sir!

Squidward: Like he does every day. Mr. Krabs: But this time, he's not going to catch me with me spatula down! Ooh? SpongeBob, you're on guard duty, boy!

Yes, sir, Mr. Krabs!

Squidward: And I'll go undercover.

Hup, two, three, four! Hup, two, three, four! ♪Krabby Patties are the best! They'll put hair on your chest!♪

Female customer: Oh! French Narrator: Three hours later...

♪Krabby Patties are the best... They'll put hairs...into your nest♪

Squidward: Ow. Mr. Krabs: Any sign of Plankton?

Uh, afraid not, Mr. Krabs.

Squidward: Maybe he's on vacation. Mr. Krabs: Don't be silly! We always take our trips together, to keep an eye on each other. What's taking that crook so long? Hm... Maybe the door is stuck. Ah, for—these customers are blocking the way! There we go. Nice, open path. Hm? Mm... Hey! Well, maybe he just needs a little incentive. There we go. Maybe he doesn't want me formula anymore. He took the bait! We're going to red alert! Batten down the hatches! Furl the deck! Stop that greedy green goober! Squidward: Ow. Patrick: Doggone it! Can I get some ketchup over here? Please? Mr. Krabs: False alarm. Whistle: Closing time! Mr. Krabs: And just where do you think you two are going? Squidward: It's customary to go home at closing time.

Aren't you going home, Mr. Krabs?

Mr. Krabs: Oh, I'm not budging. Plankton is gonna try something. I don't know when. I don't know where. Squidward: Probably...here. Mr. Krabs: Well, yeah. But when he does, I'll be waiting for him. Mr. Krabs: I'll be waiting right here. French Narrator: The next morning...

Morning! Hm? I guess Mr. Krabs went home after all.

Mr. Krabs: No, I'm still here... Waiting for that blasted Plankton! Customer: Yeah, I'll take— Mr. Krabs: Me patty formula?! Huh? I knew it! You in there, Plankton?!

Mr. Krabs, that's not Plankton!

Customer: I will never set foot in this establishment again! From now on, I'm using the drive-thru! Mr. Krabs: Aha! Trying to sneak a Krabby Patty to Plankton, eh? Mrs. Puff: But, Eugene, it's just a to-go order. Mr. Krabs: Well, from now on, all patties are to be eaten on the premises! Squidward: What are you gonna do now, ban pockets? Mr. Krabs: Capital idea, Mr. Squidward. Mr. Krabs: There'll be a $50-a-barrel surcharge from now on! Whoa, hey, slow down there, Grandpa. Let me see here. Aha! Another one of Plankton's spies! Old Man Walker: I just wanted some for later. Mr. Krabs: You're banned! Hm... So Plankton's recruiting baby burglars now! Put a cork in it! You're banned! You! You're banned! You're banned! Banned! Banned! You're all banned!

Mr. Krabs, I don't think Plankton's coming.

Mr. Krabs: Nonsense! See? It's that stinker Plankton now! What do you want? Sandy: Uh...A Krabby Patty? Mr. Krabs: Why? Sandy: I'm hungry.

Mr. Krabs, that's just Sandy.

Mr. Krabs: I'm not falling for it. That's the worst squirrel suit I've ever seen.

Do you think Mr. Krabs is acting...strange?

Squidward: He seems fine to me.

Maybe we should postpone our plans for tonight.

Mr. Krabs: Plans?! Aha! You're both working for Plankton! Get out of me restaurant you tricky treacherous traitors! Mr. Krabs: I know you're in here, Plankton. Where are you hiding? Plankton: I'm right here... at the Chum Bucket! Come on down and try our new Chum Nuggets. Mr. Krabs: Heh. Whew. Oh. Just a—just a cup. Mr. Krabs: Get ahold of yourself. Get ahold of yourself. I'm starting to see things. Mr. Krabs: Huh? Those two are working for Plankton! Pearl: Ow. Mr. Krabs: Me own daughter? Oh, not Old Man Jenkins! Everyone really is out to get you. Aren't they, my little formula?

Mr. Krabs? You have got to come with me to... the Chum Bucket for Plankton has kidnapped Squidward.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, so that's Plankton's evil plan? He wants me formula as ransom! What do we do? What? What's that? Oh, that's just brilliant! Hold on a minute. I'll go get the ransom. Oh, you want a Krabby Patty, do you? Well, I'll give you a Krabby Patty. Okay, let's go rescue Squidward. Plankton: Surprised, Krabs? Mr. Krabs: Not at all, Sheldon. I knew you were up to something. Plankton: Oh, yeah? How about now? Everyone: Surprise! Plankton: Oh, come, Krabs. It's the anniversary of the first time I tried to steal your Krabby Patty formula!

So, we threw you a surprise party.

Mr. Krabs: You mean you weren't working for Plankton?!

Of course not, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, I shouldn't have suspected you, SpongeBob! Whew. Won't need these anymore. Patrick: Oh, boy, Krabby Patties! Sandy: Yee-haw! Mr. Krabs: No! Don't eat the patties! Gotcha. Mr. Krabs: Whew. Ah, tartar sauce! Mr. Krabs: Yay. Squidward: A little help here!

Did you enjoy the surprise party, Mr. Krabs?

Mr. Krabs: Eh, I'll tell you in a second. Plankton: Huh? Ooh, that fool Krabs left the Krabby Patty formula behind! Mommy.

Ooh.

Mr. Krabs: Yes, boy-o. I enjoyed it very much.

Hey, Timmy! I've found your ball. And... Your sister.

Ryan Timmy's sister: Hi! Ryan Timmy and his sister: Yeah!

A thousand pardons, Sir Sea Tiger. And the elephant says... Weee!!! The giraffe goes... And the baboon says... And the zookeeper goes...

Zoo manager: Can it with this, kid! How many times do I have to tell you to stay out of the animal enclosures?! They are not pets! These are wild animals! And you can get seriously injured.

These little cuties are dangerous? Don't be silly.

Zoo manger: That's it!

For me? Thanks!

Zoo manager: Oh, it's not a gift, it's an ankle alarm! And the next time you try to sneak into the animal enclosures, it's gonna do this! Alarm: SpongeBob alert! SpongeBob alert! SpongeBob alert! Zoo manager: Get it?!

Got it.

Zoo manager: Good! Zoo manager: Oh, no, you don't! Zoo manager: That's it! You are banned from the zoo! Get out! Out, I say!!!

Yes, sir. I'll go.

Patrick: Hold it! If he goes, I go! And you can keep your dumb old peanuts! Huh! Come on, SpongeBob. Zoo manager: And stay out! Patrick: Oh, that's it now. Let it all out.

I-I just want to pet the critters. Does that make me an animal?

Patrick: That mean old zookeeper! He even looks like a monkey and he smells like one too! You should just make your own zoo.

My own zoo? That's a laugh. Ooh... Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

SpongeBob and Patrick: Bubble zoo!

Voilà! Our first zoo animals.

Patrick: Oh, oh, I get to name 'em! Um, your name is Aspen. Your name is Audrey! And you're Debbie! Aww, I forgot they're bubbles!

Don't be a dope. Try extra strength soap.

Patrick: It works! It works! SpongeBob and Patrick: It works! It works!

Ooh, look at 'em, Patrick. So happy and healthy. Oh, and look, Patrick! Bubble droppings!

Patrick: Bubble droppings? I'm popping poops! Hey! But I was gonna eat those!

No more buts. We need more animals! Welcome to the Bubble Zoo! Where the price of admission is a smile. Just a second you. That's better.

Patrick: Hello, folks. Please leave all your sharp objects at the gate. Okay, Grandpa. Spread 'em. Old Man Walker: Rascal.

Gather around, folks, and meet the animals! These wild bubble-phants never forget to have fun. These bubble-raffes are necking. And they have the necks for it. Ooh, time to feed the sea monsters. Ooh! Alley-zoop! Come and get it!

Patrick: Hi! Squidward: ♪Oh, up from my nap, getting my garden pants, going out the door, walking on the tongue, that's a lot of teeth.♪ What's happening?!

Hey, Squidward! I see you're playing with my sea monsters. Isn't my bubble zoo fun?

Squidward: Get me out of here, you moron!

Okay. Oh, Maggie. Tickle, tickle. Let's put Squidward down. Wow! Aww!

Squidward: Blech! Patrick: And Squidward is reborn! Squidward: Now, wait just a darn second, I- Uh-oh. SpongeBob and Patrick: Look out, Squidward! Fred: Run for your lives!

Squidward, don't forget to bring it back! Nice bubble beasts. Uh, let's make you some more enclosures, huh?

Patrick: Would now be a good time to talk about my hours?

Stop those animals, Patrick! Go!

Patrick: Huh? Oh! Stop animules! Stop, stop, stop! Huh? But seriously, SpongeBob. Thursdays are out. Mr. Krabs: Take me customers! Just don't hurt me money! Plankton: For hate's sake! I spit my last breath at thee! Karen: Don't be so dramatic. They're cute. Wait! Wait! Patrick: Uh, SpongeBob, why are the animals making scary faces?

They've gone wild, Patrick! Wild!

Zoo manager: Hey! This ain't no inferno! Get back in your enclosures right now! Zoo manager: Or whenever you know I'm flexible. Patrick: SpongeBob, it's the zoo animals!

They must've heard my uvula! You guys saved our lives!

Patrick: Thank you, animules! Zoo manager: And thank you, SpongeBob, for bringing my animals back. And I just love the new animals too. You are welcome at the zoo anytime. I officially remove the ban. There you go.

I promise you won't regret it, Mr. Zookeeper, sir. I'm free again! Weee!! Good morning, Squidward!

Squidward: Good morning. It's a living.

What's the matter, buddy? You seem so sad.

Patrick: Oh yeah, well uh, you know what's sad? This.

My hat is sad?

Patrick: No! You have a special hat, which means you get to go to your special-happy-worky place. While I just stay... bored all day. I want a special-happy-worky place, too!

First thing's first, Patrick. What do you like to do?

Patrick: Uhhh... Sand.

Oof! Ooh, I gotta run. I have patties to flip, but I sure hope you figure your problem out. Think about it.

Patrick: Think about it. Think, Patrick, think. Hmmmmm... hmmpphh! Thinking is painful. Break time. Nicholas Whithers: Are you irritable? Listless? Jobless? Have you ever asked yourself: I'm a loser. What am I doing with my life? Well, look no further. I have an answer that has helped millions- Announcer: Be all you can possibly be. Join the Marine Dolphins. Man Ray: Muhahahahahahahaha! Huh? The inescapable display case! Noooooooooo! Barnacle Boy: All in a day's work, ehh, Mermaid Man? Mermaid Man: Remember: It's up to you to reveal the true face of crime. Sign up to be part of the Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy Junior Crime Fighters. Patrick: I gotta figure out what to do in my life. Awww, I wish I was a superhero. I know what I want to do with my life! To the changing room! Ahhhhh. At last I have found my calling. I am Patrick-Man: defender of Bikini Bottom! Mr. Krabs: Mr. Squidward, what's with all the dilly-dallyin'? We got customer's money to take! Squidward: Where? Mr. Krabs: Where is everybody? Patrick: Fear not, Patrick-Man is here. Mr. Krabs: Patrick! I knew our number one customer wouldn't let us down. Patrick: It's Patrick-Man, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: Patrick-Man? What kind of ridiculous name is that? Squidward: Oh, forget the name. Look at the ridiculous outfit. What is that? A pair of briefs?

Ooh! Blaring employee laughter in the common area? Hey, Patrick, what's with the fancy duds?

Patrick: Must I explain everything? I found what I want to do with my life! I am Patrick-Man!

That is so exciting! I can't wait to tell Gary, my parents, grandpar-

Patrick: Shush, SpongeBob! My identity must be kept secret! My work here is done. Patrick-Man is off! The city needs my help! Oh, I almost forgot, can I get a Krabby Patty? Fish 1: Hey, howdya do on your final? Fish 2: I aced it. Fish 1: Me, too. Fish 2: Looks like all the studying paid off. Fish teenagers: High five! Fish 2: Whoa, you okay. man? Patrick: Just remember this: Violence solves nothing! Fish 2: Violence? But we were just giving high fiv--. Patrick: No time for silly-talk, citizen. Patrick-Man is needed elsewhere! Mr. Krabs: Please, ma'am, allow me. Mabel: Huh? Why, thank you, young man. Mr. Krabs: Hehehehe, not a problem, ma'am. It's the least I can doooooo! Sorry, lady, you're on your own. Mabel: Oh, dear. Oh, dear! Mr. Krabs: Oh, sweet dollar. Oh, just look at you. So clean. So crisp. Now come to Krabsy. Patrick: Halt! Patrick-Man is on to you! Thief! Stealing is bad! Bad! Mr. Krabs: But I found that dollar! Patrick: Nah, enough! This dollar shall stay on the sidewalk, where it belongs. With Neptune's swiftness, away! Mabel: Hey, a dollar! This must be my lucky day. Patrick: Sounds like another job for Patrick-Man! I'll finish you off later, day-old donuts. Right now, I must move rapidly and act heroically! What's this? Don't move, and freeze! Mrs. Puff: Huh? Patrick: Let's see you try to bust outta that, boat thief! Mrs. Puff: Boat thief? Heavens, no! My poor student is trapped inside this boat! The doors are jammed! Patrick: Jammed doors, huh? A likely story. With Neptune's swiftness, away! Mrs. Puff: Ah, merciful Neptune! The authorities are here. You'll be out of there in no time. Officer John Slugfish: Well, what do we have here? Looks like Patrick-Man caught another one! What would we do without superheroes? Mrs. Puff: But, I didn't do anything! Officer John Slugfish: Grand Theft Vessel is a felony. You remember what a felony is, don't you, Mrs. Puff? Mrs. Puff: Felony?! Yes, I...! Oh, ugh. Patrick-Man... Nat: Help?

Order up! Another Krabby Patty for the gentleman.

Harold Reginald: Thank you. Let's hope Patrick-Man doesn't confiscate this one. Tina: Yeah! He drank my shake, too! Said it was part of an evil plot.

Eh, sorry, ma'am. I'll get you another. Patrick has taken things too far.

Patrick: Hey, that's Patrick-Man to you.

What're you doing out there?

Patrick: Something a non-hero civilian would never understand. I'm about to unmask one of Bikini Bottom's biggest foes! Right here in the Krusty Krab. And I've intercepted his evil schemes!

You've intercepted a recipe for toasted coral bits. Don't you think you're going a little overboard with this Patrick-Man thing?

Patrick: Overboaaard?! You call this overboard?! Away with Neptune's Swiftness! Villains and criminals, beware! Patrick-Man is here! Mabel: Good gracious. Patrick: And he always finds out who hides under the mask! Fred: Hey, man, I'd like to hold onto my face, thank you! Patrick: Oh, right. Gotcha! Male Fish: Yeouch! Let's get out of here and never come back. Mr. Krabs: Whaaaaaaaat? Alright, that does it! Patrick: Admit it, masked marauder! Mr. Krabs: Enough! We've all had our fill of Patrick-Man! Patrick: But I was about to unmask a supervillain! Mr. Krabs: Sure you were. What the barnacles are you doing? Patrick: Protecting Bikini Bottom from a scoundrel! Mabel: Ohh, dear!

Let her go, Patrick!

Patrick: No way! Hey! Where'd he come from?

The Dirty Bubble?!

Patrick: The Dirty Bubble? I wanted to unmask Man Ray. Dirty Bubble: Fools, you blew my cover! Now taste my wrath!

What now, Patrick?

Patrick: SpongeBob, you're looking at a superhero. So naturally, I will rely on my superpowers, and throw some stuff! Dirty Bubble: I wouldn't call that a total miss. Patrick: Take this, beast!

Wha, no, Patrick!

Dirty Bubble: Haha, yummy sponge. Mr. Krabs: You've disabled my employees and trashed me restaurant?! Think you might go for the Bubble now? Patrick: I've got him right where I want him. For the Pit Punch! Dirty Bubble: Ha! Let's try that again, but this time, I attack! Patrick: Lunch!

Way to go, buddy! You're a hero! Uh, may I have your autograph?

Patrick: Why, of course, young man. That's, uh, SpongeBob with two 7s, right?

What's your next exciting adventure, Patrick-Man?

Patrick: Actually, it's Patrick to you. I'm retiring. Having a job is too much work. Mr. Krabs: Not so fast! I think I need you to use your superpowers one last time. Patrick: What's this? Patrick: You're it!

Not for long!

Patrick: Hey, try to catch me, SpongeBob!

Tag, you're it.

Patrick: Oh, this game's too hard!

I know! What if both of us are it?

Patrick: But then, who's gonna be not it?

Exactly! Neither of us will know!

Patrick: Oh, I like not knowing! Let's play! SpongeBob and Patrick: I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it! I'm it!

I'm it!

Patrick: I'm it! SpongeBob! Hang on, buddy, I'm coming! Ahhhh!

Whoa, what is this place?

SpongeBob and Patrick: Patrick: Look at all this cool stuff! I'm the captain! Yo, ho, ho, ya mateys! Arr! Got ya! En garde! Thanks, SpongeBob. I guess we better be more careful.

Let's go back to the main deck.