rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Patrick: Okay.	Patrick! I'm coming, buddy! Patrick? Patrick!
Patrick: Ooh, shiny and smooth.	Wow, what's this? Mauna Loa. Oh, I'm late! Gotta get to work! ♪Mauna Loa, how I love ya, oh, my secret lovin' hideaway! My Mauna Loa bay-a bay!♪
Squidward: SpongeBob... SpongeBob... SpongeBob... SpongeBob! What are you doing? I've been saying I needed a Krabby Patty about a bajillion times! And you w— What the...? Ha ha ha! Nice patty, Michelangelo! Ha! I hope you're not expecting an award anytime soon.	Oh, that's just my secret— Here you go.
Squidward: Porous freak.	Whew, that was a close one!
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, check out the new t-shirt I just made! Secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hide—	Patrick, please! What are you trying to do?! Give away our secret hideout?! Give me that!
Mr. Krabs: What's all the racket?!	Uh, sorry, sir.
Mr. Krabs: Patrick, if you're going to distract me fry cook, the least you can do is buy some grub! Patrick: You got it, Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs: Back to work, boy.	Sure thing. Arr! Oh, looks like the work day's over. See you tomorrow, sir!
Mr. Krabs: That's odd. Patrick: Hmm, well, let's see.	Come on, Patrick. We've got to get back to our playground.
Patrick: Keep the change, my good man! Squidward: Hmm, a gum wrapper and a coin that says Mauna Loa. Mr. Krabs: Mauna Loa?! As in the shipwreck Mauna Loa? Legend has it that the largest unfound pirate booty lies... in its ruins. I have been searching for this treasure nearly me entire adult life! Lookin' over every nook, every cranny, every dumpster. Once I get me claws on it, I'll be the richest crustacean in the world! Squidward: Well, I guess that explains this. Mr. Krabs: Hmm, looks like him and Patrick are trying to haul the loot for themselves. Come on, Squidward. We got to let those two ding-a-lings lead us straight to the Mauna Loa! Squidward: Actually, I have a hot date with my toenail clippers tonight, but have fun with that.	Hey, Patrick, do you think we gave away too much about our secret hideout?
Patrick: Oh, jeez, SpongeBob, who cares if everyone knows about our secret hideout?	Doesn't that make the secret hideout a little less secrety?
Patrick: No. It's just a secret that everybody knows about. What's wrong, SpongeBob?	Just as I thought. We're being followed. That's it! Heh, looks like no one was following us to the secret hideout after all!
Mr. Krabs: Found it!	Hey, were you following us?
Mr. Krabs: No. I just saw the sign. Mr. Krabs: So you thought you could hide the treasure from old Mr. Krabs, did ya?	I'm not aware of any treasure. But I suppose since you're such a nice boss, you can hang out at the hideout. Just as long as you keep it a secret.
Mr. Krabs: Yeah, yeah, nobody's treasure. You're such a nice boss. You expect me to believe this malarkey?! You're a stonewall, eh? We'll see about that! Where'd you two blunders find the gold coin?	If my eyes weren't burning like they were full of lava, I could show you.
Mr. Krabs: Heh, jokers. Mr. Krabs: I knew I'd find it! Check it out, fellas, cool, hard doubloons!	Uh, you might want to take a closer look at your coinage.
Mr. Krabs: Eh? What's this? Token Has No Monetary Value? Tokens?! This must be a decoy.	Ahoy, Mr. Krabs! Maybe they hid the loot off ship in that shed!
Mr. Krabs: Whee-hee! What the barnacle? Well, it's just full of tickets!	Well, you usually find tickets in a ticket booth.
Mr. Krabs: Ticket booth?!	And why are there height restrictions on the cruit?
Mr. Krabs: Must Be This Tall To Ride? Patrick: Well, maybe they had something against short people. I like their little clothes.	Captain's Quarters. There must be some treasure here, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: Out of me way, boy. I knew it. The lost treasure of the Mauna Loa is finally mine! I can practically taste them jewels. It's a little lighter than I thought. Huh? It's empty. No good. Ha, ha, very clever, captain. Throw in Krabs, the old ringer, eh? You must have a treasure map or something. Where you keeping it? In your pocket? Plastic? Hang on a minute. A plastic captain... a ticket booth... tokens? It's not the Wreck of the Mauna Loa, It's The Wreck of the Mauna Loa amusement park ride! Patrick: No wonder we were so amused! Mr. Krabs: Well, I'm not!	Remember, you're always welcome back at the secret hideout.
Mr. Krabs: This place ain't got no treasure! Keep your worthless hunk of junk!	Okay, but, would you mind keeping this worthless hunk of junk a secret? Wouldn't be much of a secret if we had a million people showing up!
Mr. Krabs: Oh-ho-ho, don't flatten yourself. People want to see the real thing! It's not like a million people just show up to an old amusement park ride for fun. Wait a minute. That's exactly what they do. Oh-ho-ho, brace yourself, fellas. Your hideaway's about to become the worst kept secret in the sea! Squidward: Welcome to The Wreck of the Mauna Loa. Arr. How may I help you? Dennis: I'll take 10 tokens, please. Mr. Krabs: Step right up, don't be shy! Experience the amusement and terror of The Wreck of the Mauna Loa! Mr. Krabs: That's right, folks! We spare no expense to restore this plastic ship to its former glory! Nazz-Mimi: Sorry, honey, but you'll have to come back when you're a big boy. Mr. Krabs: Oh-ho-ho, I disagree. I'd say the little feller's just right. SpongeBob and Patrick:	It's gone, Patrick. Our secret paradise is gone forever!
Patrick: And alas, even the joyous shrieks of children cannot lift my sunken heart!	How 'bout another ride to cheer you up?
Patrick: Let's do this! SpongeBob and Patrick: Whoo-hoo! Ha, ha! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!	That was awesome!
Patrick: Yeah! Totally realistic! Harold: Realistic? That realism nearly cost us our lives! Sally: Mr. Krabs put all our lives in danger with this careless contraption! Nazz-Mimi: What were you thinking? Our little boy could've been hurt on your disaster of a ride! Mr. Krabs: Okay, people, let's not do anything we might regret! Fish Cop: Too late for that, Krabs. Mr. Krabs: What—what—what are you talking about? You can't take me to the pokey! I— Fish Cop: For operating a danger to public safety I can, and I will. Honestly, I think he'll be safer in prison.	Well, Patrick, I guess we really lost our secret hideout this time.
Patrick: And just when everyone was starting to find out about it, too.	Oh, who knows, Patrick? The next fun, fun place might be just around the corner, huh?
Patrick: Well, I doubt it.	The Real Mauna Loa? Ooh, Patrick, do you want to keep a secret?
Patrick: Nope! Squidward: Hurry up with those chairs, SpongeBob. It's after closing and I'd like to go home!	I got it, I got it! Coming!
Squidward: Hello. Sorry, sir. We're close... Mr. Krabs: Ahoy, there! Krusty Krab, how could I help you? Pizza? Ummm... of course we have pizza! Squidward: Uhh, Mr. Krabs... Mr. Krabs: Our delivery squid will bring it right over. Squidward: Mr. Krabs, we don't serve pizza. We don't deliver! Mr. Krabs: We don't deliver. But you do. Squidward: Can't you just get SpongeBob to do it? Mr. Krabs: Great idea! Take him with you. Squidward: That's not what I had in mind!	Front end... check. Antenna... check. Bumper... check. Bumper sticker... ...check. Tire pressure! ...check. Vehicle inspection complete! We're really making history here, Squidward. That lucky customer is going to get the first Krabby Patty Pizza ever!
Squidward: Good, then you drive.	I can't. I'm still in Boating School.
Squidward: Come on, SpongeBob. It's just around the corner.	Well, yeah, but...
Squidward: Just do what you do in school.	Well, okay. Wait, don't tell me.
Squidward: Back it up.	Huh?
Squidward: Back... it up.	Right, back... it up.
Squidward: Back it up!	Okay, okay!
Squidward: Shift into reverse, SpongeBob!	Reverse? Oh, yeah, reverse! Right... uhh...?!?!?!
Squidward: BACK IT UP!	BACKING UP! BACKING UUUUPPPPP!
Squidward: GIVE ME THE WHEEL, SPONGEBOB! GIVE ME THE WHEEEEEEEEL!	Backing up! Backing up! Ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ack-i-i-i-i-i-ng up! Backing up! Backing up! Backing up! Backing up... ...backing up.
Squidward: Well, you backed up. And you know what? I think we're out of gas. And you know what else? We're in the middle of nowhere!	And you know what else else? I think the pizza's getting cold.
Squidward: And the pizza's cold? Oh, the pizza's cold. Not the pizza! Oh, how could it get any worse?!	Well... we can still deliver it on foot.
Squidward: Ow, ow, ow.	The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza for you and me! The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza...
Squidward: ...and my feet are killing me. Whoa! SpongeBob? What are you doing?	It's an old pioneer trick. I saw it in a movie once.
Squidward: SpongeBob, this is no time for...	Shh, shh, shh. It's working.
Squidward: What is it?	Truck! Sixteen wheels! Now I can show you how the pioneers hitchhiked. WheeeeEEEEEeeee... eeeEEEEEeee...
Truck Driver: Crashin', frashin' break dancers! Squidward: He's stopping, he's stopping!	The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza for you and me! The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza free delivery! The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza very ta-asty.
Squidward: Will you let go of that stupid pizza, already?!	I can't, it's for the customer!
Squidward: Who cares about the customer?!	I do!
Squidward: Well, I don't!	Squidward!
Squidward: Let go of that pizza!	No!
Squidward: Ow. SpongeBob, let go of that pizza!	No! It's for the customer!
Squidward: SpongeBob! Let go of the pizza!	No!
Squidward: SpongeBob! Hang onto the pizza! Hey! Hey! Where's the road? Wh-wh-wh-where's the road?! We're doomed! How are we gonna get home, which way do we go??? What are we gonna do now!? There's no road here!	I think town's this way.
Squidward: Oh, don't tell me, Jethro. The pioneers?	That's right. Moss always points to civilization.
Squidward: That way? That way there? So, let me get this straight... you think that we should go that way?	Yep.
Squidward: Well, then I'm going this way.	Huh? Squid, wait! I don't think...
Squidward: Trust me, I know where I'm going.	The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza, absolutivally. pizza... pizza... Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza, yeah, for you and me-eeeeee-eee-ee-eeeeeeeeeee!! Krab Pizza... for you... Krus... the Krusshy and the... Krab and the... pizza inside...
Squidward: Sponge, we gotta eat something.	I heard in times of hardship, the pioneers would eat coral. No, maybe it wasn't coral... ...maybe it was sand... no, no, mud.
Squidward: Give me the pizza!	Wait, I remember now. It was coral!
Squidward: Give it to me!	No, we promised it's for the customer.
Squidward: You're right. It's for the customer.	Yeah!
Squidward: Maybe we better check on it, make sure it's okay.	Well?
Squidward: Just a peek.	Okay, it's fine!
Squidward: No, I think I saw something. Oh, no. I was wrong. It looks okay. Sure is a fine-looking pizza.	Yeah...
Squidward: What's that? Is that the cheese?	Yeah...
Squidward: And the pepperoni?	Yeah...
Squidward: Ooh, looks good, huh?	...wait a second! I know what you're trying to do, Squidward! I'm not letting you eat the pizza!
Squidward: Give me the pizza!	No!
Squidward: Don't make me take it away from you, SpongeBob!	Get away!
Squidward: Get back here, SpongeBob! Give me the pizza!	No!
Squidward: SpongeBob!	No!
Squidward: SpongeBob!	No!
Squidward: Wait!	No! No!
Squidward: I want that pizza and you're gonna hand it over one way or another!	Look, we're saved!
Squidward: Sure, we're saved. Now give me some pizza!	No, really Squid, we're saved! We're saved! We're saved!
Squidward: Will you cut that out?!	Saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, saved, saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, saved, saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, saved, saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, we are saved!
Squidward: That's just a stupid boulder!	It's not just a boulder!! It's a rock! A ro-ha-hock! A ra-ha-ha-ha-HA-hock! It's a big beautiful, old rock. Oh, the pioneers used to ride these babies for miles, and it's in great shape.
Squidward: SpongeBob, will you forget the stupid pioneers?! Have you ever noticed that there are none of them left? That's because they were lousy hitchhikers, ate coral and took directions from algae. And now, you're telling me they thought they could drive... ...rocks. Hold on there, Jethro!	I can't wait to see the look on our customer's face!
Orange fish: Yeah?	Congratulations, sir, your Krabby Patty pizza is here!
Orange fish: Wow, thanks. I've been dyin' for one of these. It... Where's my drink?	What drink?
Orange fish: My drink? My diet Dr. Kelp? Don't tell me you forgot my drink!	But... you didn't order any drink.
Orange fish: How am I supposed to eat this pizza without my drink?!?	But... but...
Orange fish: Didn't you ever once think of the customer?! You call yourself a delivery boy? WELL, I AIN'T BUYIN'. Squidward: Sponge? Sponge? It's okay... Sponge? Sponge? Orange fish: Another one? Look, I told your little friend I ain't PAYIN' FOR THAT. Squidward: Well, this one's ON THE HOUSE!	Did he change his mind?
Squidward: He sure did, ate the whole thing in one bite.	No drink?
Squidward: Nope. Now take me home.	Are you kidding? We have just enough time to make it back to work!
Squidward: Work...? Oh, my aching tentacles...! Squidward: Wow, I'm really late again. Maybe they'll finally fire me. Locked?	This isn't happening. This isn't happening!
Squidward: Spongebob?	The horror, it's unspeakable! Don't you see, Squidward? It's closed! The Krusty Krab is closed!
Squidward: You mean I got out of bed for nothing?	The doors are locked. The doors are locked and we are on the outside. Outsiders. What are we going to do, Squidward? There are Krabby Patties inside all alone.
Mr. Krabs: Just stand aside, lad, and let me unlock the door.	Mr. Krabs, you're here! Gosh, Mr. Krabs, we were worried something might have happened to you. That the world would've been deprived of the greatest food known to man.
Mr. Krabs: Oh, you made me drop me keys. Give me some space, lad. Can't a crab get a little space?!	I'm sorry, Mr. Krabs.
Squidward: Harsh. Mr. Krabs: Arrgh, me back!	Are you hurt, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. Krabs: No. I'm just doubled over in pain, fightin' back tears in me eyes because it's a new dance craze!	Oh good, I thought you were hurt.
Mr. Krabs: I am hurt, ya idiot! I'm sorry I snapped at ya, laddie. It's just me back is killing me. It's me old, lumpy mattress. It's like trying to sleep on broken coral. I'm going out of me mind. Oh, me back.	Poor Mr. Krabs. What are we going to do, Squidward?
Squidward: Why do anything? I like the new Mr. Krabs. He yells at you more.	I'm serious, Squidward.
Squidward: So am I.	We should get Mr. Krabs a new mattress and surprise him with it as a gift. Then we'll never have to be late to work again.
Squidward: What? You want me to spend my hard earned money on my richer than me skin flint boss? No, thank you.	That's okay, Squidward, you'll warm up to the idea. Thanks for coming with me, Patrick.
Patrick: No problem, buddy. I always wanted to go to a mattress store.	I've never seen so many mattresses.
Patrick: Yeah.	How many do you think there are?
Patrick: 10.	Cool.
Employee: There's plenty more than that. Try them out. Find one you like. Squidward: What are you morons doing?	Making a card for Mr. Krabs. To go with his new mattress.
Squidward: Oh, I see. You're just kissing up to the boss to make me look bad. Well, I won't stand for it. Gimme that card. Trying to outsmart me, will ya? There, I signed it for all of us. Patrick: Hey, you didn't even help pay.	Oh, that's okay, as long as Mr. Krabs is happy.

Patrick: Okay.

Patrick! I'm coming, buddy! Patrick? Patrick!

Patrick: Ooh, shiny and smooth.

Wow, what's this? Mauna Loa. Oh, I'm late! Gotta get to work! ♪Mauna Loa, how I love ya, oh, my secret lovin' hideaway! My Mauna Loa bay-a bay!♪

Squidward: SpongeBob... SpongeBob... SpongeBob... SpongeBob! What are you doing? I've been saying I needed a Krabby Patty about a bajillion times! And you w— What the...? Ha ha ha! Nice patty, Michelangelo! Ha! I hope you're not expecting an award anytime soon.

Oh, that's just my secret— Here you go.

Squidward: Porous freak.

Whew, that was a close one!

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, check out the new t-shirt I just made! Secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hideout, secret hide—

Patrick, please! What are you trying to do?! Give away our secret hideout?! Give me that!

Mr. Krabs: What's all the racket?!

Uh, sorry, sir.

Mr. Krabs: Patrick, if you're going to distract me fry cook, the least you can do is buy some grub! Patrick: You got it, Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs: Back to work, boy.

Sure thing. Arr! Oh, looks like the work day's over. See you tomorrow, sir!

Mr. Krabs: That's odd. Patrick: Hmm, well, let's see.

Come on, Patrick. We've got to get back to our playground.

Patrick: Keep the change, my good man! Squidward: Hmm, a gum wrapper and a coin that says Mauna Loa. Mr. Krabs: Mauna Loa?! As in the shipwreck Mauna Loa? Legend has it that the largest unfound pirate booty lies... in its ruins. I have been searching for this treasure nearly me entire adult life! Lookin' over every nook, every cranny, every dumpster. Once I get me claws on it, I'll be the richest crustacean in the world! Squidward: Well, I guess that explains this. Mr. Krabs: Hmm, looks like him and Patrick are trying to haul the loot for themselves. Come on, Squidward. We got to let those two ding-a-lings lead us straight to the Mauna Loa! Squidward: Actually, I have a hot date with my toenail clippers tonight, but have fun with that.

Hey, Patrick, do you think we gave away too much about our secret hideout?

Patrick: Oh, jeez, SpongeBob, who cares if everyone knows about our secret hideout?

Doesn't that make the secret hideout a little less secrety?

Patrick: No. It's just a secret that everybody knows about. What's wrong, SpongeBob?

Just as I thought. We're being followed. That's it! Heh, looks like no one was following us to the secret hideout after all!

Mr. Krabs: Found it!

Hey, were you following us?

Mr. Krabs: No. I just saw the sign. Mr. Krabs: So you thought you could hide the treasure from old Mr. Krabs, did ya?

I'm not aware of any treasure. But I suppose since you're such a nice boss, you can hang out at the hideout. Just as long as you keep it a secret.

Mr. Krabs: Yeah, yeah, nobody's treasure. You're such a nice boss. You expect me to believe this malarkey?! You're a stonewall, eh? We'll see about that! Where'd you two blunders find the gold coin?

If my eyes weren't burning like they were full of lava, I could show you.

Mr. Krabs: Heh, jokers. Mr. Krabs: I knew I'd find it! Check it out, fellas, cool, hard doubloons!

Uh, you might want to take a closer look at your coinage.

Mr. Krabs: Eh? What's this? Token Has No Monetary Value? Tokens?! This must be a decoy.

Ahoy, Mr. Krabs! Maybe they hid the loot off ship in that shed!

Mr. Krabs: Whee-hee! What the barnacle? Well, it's just full of tickets!

Well, you usually find tickets in a ticket booth.

Mr. Krabs: Ticket booth?!

And why are there height restrictions on the cruit?

Mr. Krabs: Must Be This Tall To Ride? Patrick: Well, maybe they had something against short people. I like their little clothes.

Captain's Quarters. There must be some treasure here, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Out of me way, boy. I knew it. The lost treasure of the Mauna Loa is finally mine! I can practically taste them jewels. It's a little lighter than I thought. Huh? It's empty. No good. Ha, ha, very clever, captain. Throw in Krabs, the old ringer, eh? You must have a treasure map or something. Where you keeping it? In your pocket? Plastic? Hang on a minute. A plastic captain... a ticket booth... tokens? It's not the Wreck of the Mauna Loa, It's The Wreck of the Mauna Loa amusement park ride! Patrick: No wonder we were so amused! Mr. Krabs: Well, I'm not!

Remember, you're always welcome back at the secret hideout.

Mr. Krabs: This place ain't got no treasure! Keep your worthless hunk of junk!

Okay, but, would you mind keeping this worthless hunk of junk a secret? Wouldn't be much of a secret if we had a million people showing up!

Mr. Krabs: Oh-ho-ho, don't flatten yourself. People want to see the real thing! It's not like a million people just show up to an old amusement park ride for fun. Wait a minute. That's exactly what they do. Oh-ho-ho, brace yourself, fellas. Your hideaway's about to become the worst kept secret in the sea! Squidward: Welcome to The Wreck of the Mauna Loa. Arr. How may I help you? Dennis: I'll take 10 tokens, please. Mr. Krabs: Step right up, don't be shy! Experience the amusement and terror of The Wreck of the Mauna Loa! Mr. Krabs: That's right, folks! We spare no expense to restore this plastic ship to its former glory! Nazz-Mimi: Sorry, honey, but you'll have to come back when you're a big boy. Mr. Krabs: Oh-ho-ho, I disagree. I'd say the little feller's just right. SpongeBob and Patrick:

It's gone, Patrick. Our secret paradise is gone forever!

Patrick: And alas, even the joyous shrieks of children cannot lift my sunken heart!

How 'bout another ride to cheer you up?

Patrick: Let's do this! SpongeBob and Patrick: Whoo-hoo! Ha, ha! Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo!

That was awesome!

Patrick: Yeah! Totally realistic! Harold: Realistic? That realism nearly cost us our lives! Sally: Mr. Krabs put all our lives in danger with this careless contraption! Nazz-Mimi: What were you thinking? Our little boy could've been hurt on your disaster of a ride! Mr. Krabs: Okay, people, let's not do anything we might regret! Fish Cop: Too late for that, Krabs. Mr. Krabs: What—what—what are you talking about? You can't take me to the pokey! I— Fish Cop: For operating a danger to public safety I can, and I will. Honestly, I think he'll be safer in prison.

Well, Patrick, I guess we really lost our secret hideout this time.

Patrick: And just when everyone was starting to find out about it, too.

Oh, who knows, Patrick? The next fun, fun place might be just around the corner, huh?

Patrick: Well, I doubt it.

The Real Mauna Loa? Ooh, Patrick, do you want to keep a secret?

Patrick: Nope! Squidward: Hurry up with those chairs, SpongeBob. It's after closing and I'd like to go home!

I got it, I got it! Coming!

Squidward: Hello. Sorry, sir. We're close... Mr. Krabs: Ahoy, there! Krusty Krab, how could I help you? Pizza? Ummm... of course we have pizza! Squidward: Uhh, Mr. Krabs... Mr. Krabs: Our delivery squid will bring it right over. Squidward: Mr. Krabs, we don't serve pizza. We don't deliver! Mr. Krabs: We don't deliver. But you do. Squidward: Can't you just get SpongeBob to do it? Mr. Krabs: Great idea! Take him with you. Squidward: That's not what I had in mind!

Front end... check. Antenna... check. Bumper... check. Bumper sticker... ...check. Tire pressure! ...check. Vehicle inspection complete! We're really making history here, Squidward. That lucky customer is going to get the first Krabby Patty Pizza ever!

Squidward: Good, then you drive.

I can't. I'm still in Boating School.

Squidward: Come on, SpongeBob. It's just around the corner.

Well, yeah, but...

Squidward: Just do what you do in school.

Well, okay. Wait, don't tell me.

Squidward: Back it up.

Huh?

Squidward: Back... it up.

Right, back... it up.

Squidward: Back it up!

Okay, okay!

Squidward: Shift into reverse, SpongeBob!

Reverse? Oh, yeah, reverse! Right... uhh...?!?!?!

Squidward: BACK IT UP!

BACKING UP! BACKING UUUUPPPPP!

Squidward: GIVE ME THE WHEEL, SPONGEBOB! GIVE ME THE WHEEEEEEEEL!

Backing up! Backing up! Ba-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ack-i-i-i-i-i-ng up! Backing up! Backing up! Backing up! Backing up... ...backing up.

Squidward: Well, you backed up. And you know what? I think we're out of gas. And you know what else? We're in the middle of nowhere!

And you know what else else? I think the pizza's getting cold.

Squidward: And the pizza's cold? Oh, the pizza's cold. Not the pizza! Oh, how could it get any worse?!

Well... we can still deliver it on foot.

Squidward: Ow, ow, ow.

The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza for you and me! The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza...

Squidward: ...and my feet are killing me. Whoa! SpongeBob? What are you doing?

It's an old pioneer trick. I saw it in a movie once.

Squidward: SpongeBob, this is no time for...

Shh, shh, shh. It's working.

Squidward: What is it?

Truck! Sixteen wheels! Now I can show you how the pioneers hitchhiked. WheeeeEEEEEeeee... eeeEEEEEeee...

Truck Driver: Crashin', frashin' break dancers! Squidward: He's stopping, he's stopping!

The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza for you and me! The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza free delivery! The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza very ta-asty.

Squidward: Will you let go of that stupid pizza, already?!

I can't, it's for the customer!

Squidward: Who cares about the customer?!

I do!

Squidward: Well, I don't!

Squidward!

Squidward: Let go of that pizza!

No!

Squidward: Ow. SpongeBob, let go of that pizza!

No! It's for the customer!

Squidward: SpongeBob! Let go of the pizza!

No!

Squidward: SpongeBob! Hang onto the pizza! Hey! Hey! Where's the road? Wh-wh-wh-where's the road?! We're doomed! How are we gonna get home, which way do we go??? What are we gonna do now!? There's no road here!

I think town's this way.

Squidward: Oh, don't tell me, Jethro. The pioneers?

That's right. Moss always points to civilization.

Squidward: That way? That way there? So, let me get this straight... you think that we should go that way?

Yep.

Squidward: Well, then I'm going this way.

Huh? Squid, wait! I don't think...

Squidward: Trust me, I know where I'm going.

The Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza, absolutivally. pizza... pizza... Krusty Krab pizza is the pizza, yeah, for you and me-eeeeee-eee-ee-eeeeeeeeeee!! Krab Pizza... for you... Krus... the Krusshy and the... Krab and the... pizza inside...

Squidward: Sponge, we gotta eat something.

I heard in times of hardship, the pioneers would eat coral. No, maybe it wasn't coral... ...maybe it was sand... no, no, mud.

Squidward: Give me the pizza!

Wait, I remember now. It was coral!

Squidward: Give it to me!

No, we promised it's for the customer.

Squidward: You're right. It's for the customer.

Yeah!

Squidward: Maybe we better check on it, make sure it's okay.

Well?

Squidward: Just a peek.

Okay, it's fine!

Squidward: No, I think I saw something. Oh, no. I was wrong. It looks okay. Sure is a fine-looking pizza.

Yeah...

Squidward: What's that? Is that the cheese?

Yeah...

Squidward: And the pepperoni?

Yeah...

Squidward: Ooh, looks good, huh?

...wait a second! I know what you're trying to do, Squidward! I'm not letting you eat the pizza!

Squidward: Give me the pizza!

No!

Squidward: Don't make me take it away from you, SpongeBob!

Get away!

Squidward: Get back here, SpongeBob! Give me the pizza!

No!

Squidward: SpongeBob!

No!

Squidward: SpongeBob!

No!

Squidward: Wait!

No! No!

Squidward: I want that pizza and you're gonna hand it over one way or another!

Look, we're saved!

Squidward: Sure, we're saved. Now give me some pizza!

No, really Squid, we're saved! We're saved! We're saved!

Squidward: Will you cut that out?!

Saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, saved, saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, saved, saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, saved, saved, saved, saved, saved! Saved, we are saved!

Squidward: That's just a stupid boulder!

It's not just a boulder!! It's a rock! A ro-ha-hock! A ra-ha-ha-ha-HA-hock! It's a big beautiful, old rock. Oh, the pioneers used to ride these babies for miles, and it's in great shape.

Squidward: SpongeBob, will you forget the stupid pioneers?! Have you ever noticed that there are none of them left? That's because they were lousy hitchhikers, ate coral and took directions from algae. And now, you're telling me they thought they could drive... ...rocks. Hold on there, Jethro!

I can't wait to see the look on our customer's face!

Orange fish: Yeah?

Congratulations, sir, your Krabby Patty pizza is here!

Orange fish: Wow, thanks. I've been dyin' for one of these. It... Where's my drink?

What drink?

Orange fish: My drink? My diet Dr. Kelp? Don't tell me you forgot my drink!

But... you didn't order any drink.

Orange fish: How am I supposed to eat this pizza without my drink?!?

But... but...

Orange fish: Didn't you ever once think of the customer?! You call yourself a delivery boy? WELL, I AIN'T BUYIN'. Squidward: Sponge? Sponge? It's okay... Sponge? Sponge? Orange fish: Another one? Look, I told your little friend I ain't PAYIN' FOR THAT. Squidward: Well, this one's ON THE HOUSE!

Did he change his mind?

Squidward: He sure did, ate the whole thing in one bite.

No drink?

Squidward: Nope. Now take me home.

Are you kidding? We have just enough time to make it back to work!

Squidward: Work...? Oh, my aching tentacles...! Squidward: Wow, I'm really late again. Maybe they'll finally fire me. Locked?

This isn't happening. This isn't happening!

Squidward: Spongebob?

The horror, it's unspeakable! Don't you see, Squidward? It's closed! The Krusty Krab is closed!

Squidward: You mean I got out of bed for nothing?

The doors are locked. The doors are locked and we are on the outside. Outsiders. What are we going to do, Squidward? There are Krabby Patties inside all alone.

Mr. Krabs: Just stand aside, lad, and let me unlock the door.

Mr. Krabs, you're here! Gosh, Mr. Krabs, we were worried something might have happened to you. That the world would've been deprived of the greatest food known to man.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, you made me drop me keys. Give me some space, lad. Can't a crab get a little space?!

I'm sorry, Mr. Krabs.

Squidward: Harsh. Mr. Krabs: Arrgh, me back!

Are you hurt, Mr. Krabs?

Mr. Krabs: No. I'm just doubled over in pain, fightin' back tears in me eyes because it's a new dance craze!

Oh good, I thought you were hurt.

Mr. Krabs: I am hurt, ya idiot! I'm sorry I snapped at ya, laddie. It's just me back is killing me. It's me old, lumpy mattress. It's like trying to sleep on broken coral. I'm going out of me mind. Oh, me back.

Poor Mr. Krabs. What are we going to do, Squidward?

Squidward: Why do anything? I like the new Mr. Krabs. He yells at you more.

I'm serious, Squidward.

Squidward: So am I.

We should get Mr. Krabs a new mattress and surprise him with it as a gift. Then we'll never have to be late to work again.

Squidward: What? You want me to spend my hard earned money on my richer than me skin flint boss? No, thank you.

That's okay, Squidward, you'll warm up to the idea. Thanks for coming with me, Patrick.

Patrick: No problem, buddy. I always wanted to go to a mattress store.

I've never seen so many mattresses.

Patrick: Yeah.

How many do you think there are?

Patrick: 10.

Cool.

Employee: There's plenty more than that. Try them out. Find one you like. Squidward: What are you morons doing?

Making a card for Mr. Krabs. To go with his new mattress.

Squidward: Oh, I see. You're just kissing up to the boss to make me look bad. Well, I won't stand for it. Gimme that card. Trying to outsmart me, will ya? There, I signed it for all of us. Patrick: Hey, you didn't even help pay.

Oh, that's okay, as long as Mr. Krabs is happy.