rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Mr. Krabs: Oh, me back. Well, here goes another useless attempt to sleep on me mount less, lumpy mattress. Huh, that's queer. Me mattress seems strangely cozy and butter-like... SpongeBob, Patrick, and Squidward: Surprise! Mr. Krabs: Armageddon! What? Oh, you? What in the blue eye scallop are you doing in me bedroom?	We noticed how miserable you were on your lumpy, old mattress.
Squidward: So I suggested we get you a new one. Patrick: I thought it was your idea. Mr. Krabs: So, where's me old mattress then? Squidward: Don't worry, Mr. Krabs, I took care of that personally, too. I had it hauled away to the dump. Mr. Krabs: All my money was in that mattress! Squidward: What?! Haven't you ever heard of a bank?! Mr. Krabs: No!	Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: No! Patrick: And we got you a card. Mr. Krabs: Is there money in it? Patrick: Nope.	Is it serious, doctor? Will Mr. Krabs be alright?
Doctor: Mr. Krabs is in a cash-coma. Only the return of his money can save his life. Squidward: It was SpongeBob's fault! Getting Mr. Krabs a new mattress was his idea! Patrick: I knew it! Police Officer: Not so fast! This card says This was all my idea. Love, Squidward. If Mr. Krabs doesn't pull through, you're going to jail. Squidward: Ooh... you did this, SquarePants! If you don't get Mr. Krabs' mattress back from the dump, I am going to murd... ... help you do it myself. Patrick: Wow, he really does care. Patrick: What a dump.	We gotta get in there, Squidward. Mr. Krabs is counting on us.
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, isn't that the mattress over there?	Terrific, Patrick, you found it!
Squidward: What? Where? Lemme see. Where?	Over there, Squidward, underneath that really big guard worm.
Squidward: Oh, that figures. Doctor: Oh no, this is horrible. Nurse: What is it, doctor? Doctor: This man has no insurance. Nurse: He'll never be able to afford this room! Doctor: You're right, nurse. Extract the patient to the hallway. Stat!	Well, that's Mr. Krabs' mattress, alright. Let's go get it.
Squidward: Okay, here's the plan: you two quietly go in there, remove the mattress out from the guard worm without... waking... the worm. Patrick: Why not?	Because that would be rude, Patrick.
Squidward: And nothing's meaner than a junkyard worm. He'll eat you alive! Patrick: Hey, wait a minute, what are you gonna do? Squidward: Oh, I've got the most important job. I'm going to keep watch to make sure it's safe. Patrick: Gee, thanks, buddy. Squidward: My pleasure. Now let's get a move on.	Ah, isn't it beautiful, Patrick? You can see everything from up here.
Patrick: Wow. Squidward: What are you morons doing?	Hey, Patrick, I think I can see our houses from here.
Patrick: Where? I can't see them. SpongeBob and Patrick: Wow. Patrick: Let's do it again. Squidward: What did you idiots do?! Patrick: Squidward, what are you doing in there? You were suppose to keep watch!	Yeah, and you woke up the guard worm, too!
Squidward: I didn't do it! You blockheads woke... the... worm. Doctor #2: Doctor? Doctor #1: Yes, doctor? Doctor #2: Regarding your patient, doctor. I have come to this conclusion. Doctor #1: Yes, go on. Doctor #2: We have to surgically remove him out from in front of the candy machine so I can get to the nutty nut bar. Doctor #1: Of course. Nurse? Nurse: I'm on it.	Worm-bait to the retriever. Worm bait to the retriever. We're in. Out.
Squidward: Retriever to worm bait, stay in. Don't go out.	Understood. Out.
Squidward: No! In! Out.	Understood. Out.
Squidward: Oh, look, you're at the far side of the dump, right?	Affirmative.
Squidward: Good. Then make lots of noise to draw the guard worm away from the mattress so I can retrieve it.	Affirmative. Out. Oh, that's why he calls himself 'The Retriever'.
Patrick: Why are we called 'Worm-bait?'	I dunno. Great idea, Patrick!
Squidward: And my perfect plan falls into place. Patrick: Uh, SpongeBob?	Yes, Patrick?
Patrick: I think I know why our code name is Worm-bait.	Nice worm. Good, kind, gentle worm!
Patrick: Ohh, SpongeBob, he likes your wooden spoon.	Wow, I think you're right, Patrick.
Patrick: See if he plays catch.	Okay, see the stick, boy? Go get it, boy!
Squidward: Coast is clear. Squiddy, you are a genius. Ouch. What the...? Hey, I needed a wooden spoon. I'll just keep it safe from harm in my back pocket. And now for the mattress. I should've guessed. Administrator Flotsam: Excuse me, doctor. Doctor: Administrator Flotsam, what can I do for you? Administrator Flotsam: It has come to my attention that your patient, Mr. Krabs, is outside on the front sidewalk. Doctor: Yes, yes he is. Administrator Flotsam: What were you thinking, man? We're trying to run a business. We can't leave patients on the sidewalk. Doctor: Not to worry. Nurse! Nurse: I'm on it. Squidward: Alright, you two, what's the holdup?	We feel silly.
Squidward: Come on, do it for old man Krabs.	Okay. Can you explain the plan again, Squidward?
Squidward: Sure, but first, put on this cologne.	Steak sauce?
Squidward: Okay, so you are dressed as choice cuts. You go in there and yell Trick or treat! The worm will realize he forgot to stock up on Halloween candy, he'll leave to buy some then we take the mattress. Patrick: Gimme that cologne. Squidward: Now get in there!	Happy Halloween, Squidward!
Squidward: I am not going to get hurt this time. Isn't that Mr. Krabs? Patrick: That guard worm doesn't look very happy.	Run, Mr. Krabs! Run like you're not in a coma!
Mr. Krabs: It's... me money! Oh, money. I promise I'll never leave you alone again.	Hey, Mr. Krabs. No, Mr. Krabs, it's us!
Patrick: Trick or treat. Mr. Krabs: Oh, hey, SpongeBob. I didn't recognize you. Say, why are you two dressed as meat?	Not just meat, we're choice cuts! Right, Squidward?
Squidward: Oh, I give up. Ahhh! Get away!	♪Mr. Sun came up, and he smiled at me. Said, It's gonna be a good one, just wait and see. Jumped out of bed and I ran outside, feeling so extra ecstatified. It's the best day ever!♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	Hey, Gary!
Gary: Meow?	Why is this the best day ever?, you ask? Because, Gary, I get to start this wonderful day bringing life to a whole new generation of delicious Krabby Patties, followed by a vigorous mid-day session of karate with Sandy, and an afternoon jellyfishing with Patrick, where I'll unveil my newest, most prized possession: the Deluxe Jelly Slayer Composite Pro! And for the grand finale, every one of my closest friends joining together for Squidward's clarinet recital! I am so excited I think I'm gonna explode! ♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪ Mr. Krabs: Get out of the way, boy! Me building's been condemned, boy! We got ourselves a nematode infestation!	But... the best day ever starts at the Krusty Krab! Guys, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave! Ohhhh! Guys, you're ruining the best day... Wait, no. Best day... Huh?
Mr. Krabs: Keep playing, lad! Take them devil's sons of the sea away from me restaurant!	Whoa! I gotta get to Sandy's! Wait ‘til Sandy gets a load of these adhesive karate gloves. Hyah! Hyah!
Sandy: SpongeBob, what on Earth are you doing?!	Oh, just a little something I like to call karate!
Sandy: I can't right now, SpongeBob. I got a leak in my roof the size of a full-grown quarter horse!	Mm-hmm. I see. Okay, then. I'll come back later.
Sandy: Knock... it... off! It stopped? SpongeBob!	Yeah?
Sandy: Hang on! I'm going to get some sealant and patch and trowel!	Oh. Oh, no Krabby Patties, no karate. But at least I still have jellyfishing with... Hey, there he is now! Wait for me, Patrick. I've got a brand-new... What's wrong, Patrick?
Patrick: I broke my net!	Well, lucky for you, I brought my old net.
Patrick: For me?	Yeah, I won't be needing it now that I got my brand-new...
Patrick: SpongeBob! I broke... could I use this one?	Well, actually, Patrick, that's my brand-new net.
Patrick: Yeah?	Okay, Patrick, it's my turn, now. Hey, Patrick? Pat, old buddy. P-Patrick? It's-it's my turn now. I guess I'll see you at the concert. It's the best day ever. It's the best day ever. Oh, this best day ever isn't going so good. No work, no karate, no jellyfishing. Hey, I still have Squidward's concert! I won't let this one slip through my fingers. Hey, Squidward. Squidward, what's wrong?
Squidward: The concert is ruined! My reed is shot. See? I'm finished!	Pull yourself together, man! I came for here a concert, and darn it, I am gonna get one!
Squidward: But my reed!	Now play!
Squidward: But...	I said play!
Squidward: Not bad.	Now get in there and give me a concert to remember!
Usher: Where do you think you're going, kid?	I'm going to see Squidward play his clarinet. Today's my best day ever!
Usher: Where's your ticket?	One ticket, coming right up, cap'n! Must be here somewhere. I don't have a ticket.
Usher: No ticket, no entry.	But...
Usher: No ticket, no entry! SpongeBob Puppet: Oh, dear! I don't have a ticket. But I want to go to the show. Hmmm... what should I do? Oh, I know. I'll just sneak in the back door. Usher: Oh, no, you don't!	SpongeBob, you are so...
Usher Puppet: Ticket, please. Usher: Ticket, ma'am. Mrs. Puff: Certainly. SpongeBob? Usher: You? This time, I'm gonna... Wait a minute! Did you say SpongeBob? SpongeBob SquarePants? You're on the VIP list.	A reserved seat? Next to my friends? I made it! All I have to do is sit down and... NOOOOOO! (jumps on stage and tears the curtain) No! It is not over!
Fish: Huh?	This was supposed to be my perfect day. But then everything... SIT DOWN! Then everything turned to doo-doo.
Mr. Krabs: It's okay, SpongeBob.	No, it's not okay! This was gonna be my best day ever, starting with doing the best job in the world: working at the Krusty Krab.
Mr. Krabs: Boy, you saved me barnacle the way you put the run on them nematodes.	Yeah, I guess so. But then I was gonna do karate with Sandy.
Sandy: I know, but you saved the treedome! Pretty cool, if you ask me.	Well, I suppose. But then I was gonna go jellyfishing with Patrick.
Patrick: But then you... Uh, what'd you do again? Squidward: And, I hate to admit it, but I suppose if you hadn't fixed my reed, the concert would have been a bust. Mr. Krabs: You see, SpongeBob, it's not about you or your perfect day or any of those things.	It's not?
Mr. Krabs: No. It's about us!	It is?
Mr. Krabs: Yep. And since you did such a good job, we wanna make it up to you.	You do?
Mr. Krabs: So, just tell us anything your little heart desires, and it's yours. Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, the Bikini Bottom Players proudly present a very expensive production of... The Best Day Ever! And it better be good for all it's costing me.	♪My perfect job starts my perfect day.♪ ♪Then it's time to kick back, relax and play.♪
Mr. Krabs: That wasn't in the budget!	♪Sing along. Hear that happy sound♪
Patrick: ♪Don't let those sour notes bring you down.♪ Squidward: Hey!	♪That's where it's at!♪
Mr. Krabs: I'm not paying for that!	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪	♪It's the best day ever♪
Echo: ♪Best day ever♪ Squidward: How long do we have to keep this up? Mr. Krabs: Just till his little heart gives out, Squidward. Just till his little heart gives out. Narrator: Fishermen have quite an effect on our undersea friends. Squidward: SpongeBob, have you finished swabbing the deck?	Almost. There's a nasty barnacle under table 9.
Mr. Krabs: They're back! They're back, I tell ya! I saw it with me own eyes! The hooks! The hooks! Fred: How about a mint? Mr. Krabs: The hooks! The hooks! Tom: Can you make that to go? Squidward: You don't know how lucky you are. Mr. Krabs: The hooks! So there I was, minding my own business... Squidward: I'd love to hear another of your riveting sea tales, but, uhmmm... I have to do my waste basket inspection. Uh-huh, mmhmm, oh, yeah, there's one. Mr. Krabs: Fine. Don't say I didn't warn ya!	Warn him about what, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. Krabs: The hooks, me bucko! They're back. Beware the hooks!	The hooks?
Mr. Krabs: Aye. The hooks. They dangle down and draw you close with their pleasing shapes and their beguiling colors. And just when you think you found the land of milk and honey, they grab you by the britches... ...and haul you way up high! Then higher, AND HIGHER, AND HIGHER until you're hauled up to the surface, flopping and gasping for breath! And then, they cook ya, and then, they eat ya... or worse!	What could be worse than that?!
Mr. Krabs: Gift shops.	Don't let 'em get me, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: There, there, boy. They won't get ya. Not as long as you listen to ol' Mr. Krabs. Now get back to the kitchen! Time is money!	Aye, aye, Mr. Krabs!
Patrick: Gooooood morning, Krusty Crew.	Hey, Patrick.
Patrick: Guess what? The carnival's in town. Come on, let's go!	I can't leave now. I'm working.
Patrick: It's not leaving. You're just taking a break. We're going to the carnival, we're going to the carni... We're going to the carnival, we're going to the carnival! There it is, SpongeBob. The carnival is back in town! I'm gonna be first in line for everything!	Where is everybody?
Patrick: I don't know. There was one kid here, earlier.	Doesn't look like any carnival I ever... Excuse me. Stop, Patrick! Don't touch it! This isn't the carnival, Patrick. Those are hooks! Mr. Krabs says they're really dangerous!
Patrick: Hmmm. I sense no danger here. How can they be dangerous? They're covered with free cheese.	All I know is Mr. Krabs said-- Patrick, don't do that!
Patrick: Cheesy. No danger here. Go on, try it!	But, Mr. Krabs said...
Patrick: SpongeBob, let me ask you something. Does this look dangerous?	Patrick, don't!
Patrick: Lighten up, will ya? Or do I have to eat all this cheese by mysel...	Patrick! Help! Oh, Patrick, help! Oh, Patrick, come back! Oh, my best friend! Patrick, you're alive!
Patrick: Am I ever! You should try it.	But...what about the surface, and your britches, and the gift shops?
Patrick: You just jump off before you go up too high.	Mr. Krabs said I shouldn't get near those things.
Patrick: Did he say you shouldn't climb on top of them and ride them like a horsey?	Well, no.
Patrick: Wheeee!	I guess he didn't!
Patrick: Hi-yo, Silverfish! AWAYYYYYY!!!!	Ready?
Patrick: Ready! SpongeBob and Patrick: Geronimo!!	This is more fun than double overtime at the Krusty Krab!
Ivy: P.U.! You call this food?! Harold: My sandwich tastes like a fried boot! Another Harold: My sandwich is a fried boot! Fred: Hurry it up, will ya?! We're hungry over here! Look at us! My kids haven't eaten and I'm dying! That's not how you're supposed to flip it! Fish: Can you see, we're hungry! That's wrong! Female Fish: I want a nice good meal! Squidward: WHY DO YOU WANNA EAT THIS STUFF ANYWAY?!? Mr. Krabs: Mr. Squidward, what the halibut is going on in here? Squidward: It's a feeding frenzy, sir! And SpongeBob's not back from his break. What? Mr. Krabs: I thought you said SpongeBob was taking a break. No one's taken a break at the Krusty Krab since the Chum Famine of '59. Now, what were you saying? Squidward: He took a break. Mr. Krabs: Alright, SpongeBob LAZY Pants! I'll find ya. This nose can smell laziness up to 10,000 leagues. Aha! I'll give you a break you'll not soon forget! Squidward: But, Mr. Krabs, I still need help! Mr. Krabs: They should be right here. Patrick: Again?	Again!
Mr. Krabs: The hooks!! No! No! No! SpongeBob and Patrick: 1, 2, 3! Mr. Krabs : Wait! WAIT...!! SpongeBob and Patrick: Blastoff!! Mr. Krabs: Boys! I wasn't quick enough. They're gone! If I can only hold them in me arms again, I'd...I'd... ...I'D THROTTLE 'EM! What did I tell you about those hooks, boy?!	I...I...I...
Patrick: I'll tell you about the hooks. You ride 'em up, and up, and up. Then you gently flow down! Mr. Krabs: And do you know what happens when you don't float back down!?!	Gift shop?
Mr. Krabs: Worse! You end up vacuum-packed in a can of tuna! With nothing to look forward to but the smell of mayonnaise! SpongeBob and Patrick: We're sorry, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: I want you boys to promise me you'll never go on those hooks again. SpongeBob and Patrick: We promise, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: I need a sailor's promise! Repeat after me: yo-ho! Yo-ho! Near the hooks I'll never go! SpongeBob and Patrick: Yo-ho. Yo-ho. Near the hooks we'll never go. Mr. Krabs: YOW! Mother of pearl! Fire on the poop deck! SpongeBob and Patrick: Ahh! Mother of pearl! Fire on the poop deck! Mr. Krabs: Whoa, whew! Alright then. Let's get out of this death trap.	Okay, Gary. Today is a new day. I'm ready to prove myself loyal to Mr. Krabs.
Gary: Meow.	I'M READY! I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, ready, ready, I'm ready...
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, you're going the wrong way!	I always go to work this way.
Patrick: You're not going to work today. We're going to go play Hooky!	But, Patrick, we promised.
Patrick: Well, I had my fingers crossed.	You don't have any fingers, Patrick.
Patrick: Well, that Mr. Krabs is just a big dummy. We played on those hooks all day long and nothing happened to us!	But Mr. Krabs said...
Patrick: Look, SpongeBob, are you gonna listen to a big dummy, or are you gonna listen to me?	Umm...
Patrick: See ya later, SpongeBob. I'm gonna go have some fun. Come on, SpongeBob! You know you want to!	Ooh, I know I want to, but I promised Mr. Krabs I wouldn't go near another... ...hook! Oh no. Mr. Krabs told me all about you. You are a liar. A deceiver. I'll never fall for your tricks again! Never! Is this seat taken? Whew! Glad I got that out of my system. I'm hooked. And that means... AAAAAHHH!!! HELP!! I'M HOOKED! Help! Mr. Krabs! Help! It happened! I'm hooked! Oh, no! The hook! The hook! Gift shop, tuna can, mayonnaise!
Mr. Krabs: Here you go, Pearl. Free water for all your little friends. Pearl: Thanks, dad. Mr. Krabs: Just don't forget to leave a tip for ol' Mr. Krabs.	Psst, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob! You're two minutes late. What kept you, laddie?	Um, you know those hooks we were talking about yesterday?

Mr. Krabs: Oh, me back. Well, here goes another useless attempt to sleep on me mount less, lumpy mattress. Huh, that's queer. Me mattress seems strangely cozy and butter-like... SpongeBob, Patrick, and Squidward: Surprise! Mr. Krabs: Armageddon! What? Oh, you? What in the blue eye scallop are you doing in me bedroom?

We noticed how miserable you were on your lumpy, old mattress.

Squidward: So I suggested we get you a new one. Patrick: I thought it was your idea. Mr. Krabs: So, where's me old mattress then? Squidward: Don't worry, Mr. Krabs, I took care of that personally, too. I had it hauled away to the dump. Mr. Krabs: All my money was in that mattress! Squidward: What?! Haven't you ever heard of a bank?! Mr. Krabs: No!

Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: No! Patrick: And we got you a card. Mr. Krabs: Is there money in it? Patrick: Nope.

Is it serious, doctor? Will Mr. Krabs be alright?

Doctor: Mr. Krabs is in a cash-coma. Only the return of his money can save his life. Squidward: It was SpongeBob's fault! Getting Mr. Krabs a new mattress was his idea! Patrick: I knew it! Police Officer: Not so fast! This card says This was all my idea. Love, Squidward. If Mr. Krabs doesn't pull through, you're going to jail. Squidward: Ooh... you did this, SquarePants! If you don't get Mr. Krabs' mattress back from the dump, I am going to murd... ... help you do it myself. Patrick: Wow, he really does care. Patrick: What a dump.

We gotta get in there, Squidward. Mr. Krabs is counting on us.

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, isn't that the mattress over there?

Terrific, Patrick, you found it!

Squidward: What? Where? Lemme see. Where?

Over there, Squidward, underneath that really big guard worm.

Squidward: Oh, that figures. Doctor: Oh no, this is horrible. Nurse: What is it, doctor? Doctor: This man has no insurance. Nurse: He'll never be able to afford this room! Doctor: You're right, nurse. Extract the patient to the hallway. Stat!

Well, that's Mr. Krabs' mattress, alright. Let's go get it.

Squidward: Okay, here's the plan: you two quietly go in there, remove the mattress out from the guard worm without... waking... the worm. Patrick: Why not?

Because that would be rude, Patrick.

Squidward: And nothing's meaner than a junkyard worm. He'll eat you alive! Patrick: Hey, wait a minute, what are you gonna do? Squidward: Oh, I've got the most important job. I'm going to keep watch to make sure it's safe. Patrick: Gee, thanks, buddy. Squidward: My pleasure. Now let's get a move on.

Ah, isn't it beautiful, Patrick? You can see everything from up here.

Patrick: Wow. Squidward: What are you morons doing?

Hey, Patrick, I think I can see our houses from here.

Patrick: Where? I can't see them. SpongeBob and Patrick: Wow. Patrick: Let's do it again. Squidward: What did you idiots do?! Patrick: Squidward, what are you doing in there? You were suppose to keep watch!

Yeah, and you woke up the guard worm, too!

Squidward: I didn't do it! You blockheads woke... the... worm. Doctor #2: Doctor? Doctor #1: Yes, doctor? Doctor #2: Regarding your patient, doctor. I have come to this conclusion. Doctor #1: Yes, go on. Doctor #2: We have to surgically remove him out from in front of the candy machine so I can get to the nutty nut bar. Doctor #1: Of course. Nurse? Nurse: I'm on it.

Worm-bait to the retriever. Worm bait to the retriever. We're in. Out.

Squidward: Retriever to worm bait, stay in. Don't go out.

Understood. Out.

Squidward: No! In! Out.

Understood. Out.

Squidward: Oh, look, you're at the far side of the dump, right?

Affirmative.

Squidward: Good. Then make lots of noise to draw the guard worm away from the mattress so I can retrieve it.

Affirmative. Out. Oh, that's why he calls himself 'The Retriever'.

Patrick: Why are we called 'Worm-bait?'

I dunno. Great idea, Patrick!

Squidward: And my perfect plan falls into place. Patrick: Uh, SpongeBob?

Yes, Patrick?

Patrick: I think I know why our code name is Worm-bait.

Nice worm. Good, kind, gentle worm!

Patrick: Ohh, SpongeBob, he likes your wooden spoon.

Wow, I think you're right, Patrick.

Patrick: See if he plays catch.

Okay, see the stick, boy? Go get it, boy!

Squidward: Coast is clear. Squiddy, you are a genius. Ouch. What the...? Hey, I needed a wooden spoon. I'll just keep it safe from harm in my back pocket. And now for the mattress. I should've guessed. Administrator Flotsam: Excuse me, doctor. Doctor: Administrator Flotsam, what can I do for you? Administrator Flotsam: It has come to my attention that your patient, Mr. Krabs, is outside on the front sidewalk. Doctor: Yes, yes he is. Administrator Flotsam: What were you thinking, man? We're trying to run a business. We can't leave patients on the sidewalk. Doctor: Not to worry. Nurse! Nurse: I'm on it. Squidward: Alright, you two, what's the holdup?

We feel silly.

Squidward: Come on, do it for old man Krabs.

Okay. Can you explain the plan again, Squidward?

Squidward: Sure, but first, put on this cologne.

Steak sauce?

Squidward: Okay, so you are dressed as choice cuts. You go in there and yell Trick or treat! The worm will realize he forgot to stock up on Halloween candy, he'll leave to buy some then we take the mattress. Patrick: Gimme that cologne. Squidward: Now get in there!

Happy Halloween, Squidward!

Squidward: I am not going to get hurt this time. Isn't that Mr. Krabs? Patrick: That guard worm doesn't look very happy.

Run, Mr. Krabs! Run like you're not in a coma!

Mr. Krabs: It's... me money! Oh, money. I promise I'll never leave you alone again.

Hey, Mr. Krabs. No, Mr. Krabs, it's us!

Patrick: Trick or treat. Mr. Krabs: Oh, hey, SpongeBob. I didn't recognize you. Say, why are you two dressed as meat?

Not just meat, we're choice cuts! Right, Squidward?

Squidward: Oh, I give up. Ahhh! Get away!

♪Mr. Sun came up, and he smiled at me. Said, It's gonna be a good one, just wait and see. Jumped out of bed and I ran outside, feeling so extra ecstatified. It's the best day ever!♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

Hey, Gary!

Gary: Meow?

Why is this the best day ever?, you ask? Because, Gary, I get to start this wonderful day bringing life to a whole new generation of delicious Krabby Patties, followed by a vigorous mid-day session of karate with Sandy, and an afternoon jellyfishing with Patrick, where I'll unveil my newest, most prized possession: the Deluxe Jelly Slayer Composite Pro! And for the grand finale, every one of my closest friends joining together for Squidward's clarinet recital! I am so excited I think I'm gonna explode! ♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪ Mr. Krabs: Get out of the way, boy! Me building's been condemned, boy! We got ourselves a nematode infestation!

But... the best day ever starts at the Krusty Krab! Guys, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave! Ohhhh! Guys, you're ruining the best day... Wait, no. Best day... Huh?

Mr. Krabs: Keep playing, lad! Take them devil's sons of the sea away from me restaurant!

Whoa! I gotta get to Sandy's! Wait ‘til Sandy gets a load of these adhesive karate gloves. Hyah! Hyah!

Sandy: SpongeBob, what on Earth are you doing?!

Oh, just a little something I like to call karate!

Sandy: I can't right now, SpongeBob. I got a leak in my roof the size of a full-grown quarter horse!

Mm-hmm. I see. Okay, then. I'll come back later.

Sandy: Knock... it... off! It stopped? SpongeBob!

Yeah?

Sandy: Hang on! I'm going to get some sealant and patch and trowel!

Oh. Oh, no Krabby Patties, no karate. But at least I still have jellyfishing with... Hey, there he is now! Wait for me, Patrick. I've got a brand-new... What's wrong, Patrick?

Patrick: I broke my net!

Well, lucky for you, I brought my old net.

Patrick: For me?

Yeah, I won't be needing it now that I got my brand-new...

Patrick: SpongeBob! I broke... could I use this one?

Well, actually, Patrick, that's my brand-new net.

Patrick: Yeah?

Okay, Patrick, it's my turn, now. Hey, Patrick? Pat, old buddy. P-Patrick? It's-it's my turn now. I guess I'll see you at the concert. It's the best day ever. It's the best day ever. Oh, this best day ever isn't going so good. No work, no karate, no jellyfishing. Hey, I still have Squidward's concert! I won't let this one slip through my fingers. Hey, Squidward. Squidward, what's wrong?

Squidward: The concert is ruined! My reed is shot. See? I'm finished!

Pull yourself together, man! I came for here a concert, and darn it, I am gonna get one!

Squidward: But my reed!

Now play!

Squidward: But...

I said play!

Squidward: Not bad.

Now get in there and give me a concert to remember!

Usher: Where do you think you're going, kid?

I'm going to see Squidward play his clarinet. Today's my best day ever!

Usher: Where's your ticket?

One ticket, coming right up, cap'n! Must be here somewhere. I don't have a ticket.

Usher: No ticket, no entry.

But...

Usher: No ticket, no entry! SpongeBob Puppet: Oh, dear! I don't have a ticket. But I want to go to the show. Hmmm... what should I do? Oh, I know. I'll just sneak in the back door. Usher: Oh, no, you don't!

SpongeBob, you are so...

Usher Puppet: Ticket, please. Usher: Ticket, ma'am. Mrs. Puff: Certainly. SpongeBob? Usher: You? This time, I'm gonna... Wait a minute! Did you say SpongeBob? SpongeBob SquarePants? You're on the VIP list.

A reserved seat? Next to my friends? I made it! All I have to do is sit down and... NOOOOOO! (jumps on stage and tears the curtain) No! It is not over!

Fish: Huh?

This was supposed to be my perfect day. But then everything... SIT DOWN! Then everything turned to doo-doo.

Mr. Krabs: It's okay, SpongeBob.

No, it's not okay! This was gonna be my best day ever, starting with doing the best job in the world: working at the Krusty Krab.

Mr. Krabs: Boy, you saved me barnacle the way you put the run on them nematodes.

Yeah, I guess so. But then I was gonna do karate with Sandy.

Sandy: I know, but you saved the treedome! Pretty cool, if you ask me.

Well, I suppose. But then I was gonna go jellyfishing with Patrick.

Patrick: But then you... Uh, what'd you do again? Squidward: And, I hate to admit it, but I suppose if you hadn't fixed my reed, the concert would have been a bust. Mr. Krabs: You see, SpongeBob, it's not about you or your perfect day or any of those things.

It's not?

Mr. Krabs: No. It's about us!

It is?

Mr. Krabs: Yep. And since you did such a good job, we wanna make it up to you.

You do?

Mr. Krabs: So, just tell us anything your little heart desires, and it's yours. Ladies and gentlemen, tonight, the Bikini Bottom Players proudly present a very expensive production of... The Best Day Ever! And it better be good for all it's costing me.

♪My perfect job starts my perfect day.♪ ♪Then it's time to kick back, relax and play.♪

Mr. Krabs: That wasn't in the budget!

♪Sing along. Hear that happy sound♪

Patrick: ♪Don't let those sour notes bring you down.♪ Squidward: Hey!

♪That's where it's at!♪

Mr. Krabs: I'm not paying for that!

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪

♪It's the best day ever♪

Echo: ♪Best day ever♪ Squidward: How long do we have to keep this up? Mr. Krabs: Just till his little heart gives out, Squidward. Just till his little heart gives out. Narrator: Fishermen have quite an effect on our undersea friends. Squidward: SpongeBob, have you finished swabbing the deck?

Almost. There's a nasty barnacle under table 9.

Mr. Krabs: They're back! They're back, I tell ya! I saw it with me own eyes! The hooks! The hooks! Fred: How about a mint? Mr. Krabs: The hooks! The hooks! Tom: Can you make that to go? Squidward: You don't know how lucky you are. Mr. Krabs: The hooks! So there I was, minding my own business... Squidward: I'd love to hear another of your riveting sea tales, but, uhmmm... I have to do my waste basket inspection. Uh-huh, mmhmm, oh, yeah, there's one. Mr. Krabs: Fine. Don't say I didn't warn ya!

Warn him about what, Mr. Krabs?

Mr. Krabs: The hooks, me bucko! They're back. Beware the hooks!

The hooks?

Mr. Krabs: Aye. The hooks. They dangle down and draw you close with their pleasing shapes and their beguiling colors. And just when you think you found the land of milk and honey, they grab you by the britches... ...and haul you way up high! Then higher, AND HIGHER, AND HIGHER until you're hauled up to the surface, flopping and gasping for breath! And then, they cook ya, and then, they eat ya... or worse!

What could be worse than that?!

Mr. Krabs: Gift shops.

Don't let 'em get me, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: There, there, boy. They won't get ya. Not as long as you listen to ol' Mr. Krabs. Now get back to the kitchen! Time is money!

Aye, aye, Mr. Krabs!

Patrick: Gooooood morning, Krusty Crew.

Hey, Patrick.

Patrick: Guess what? The carnival's in town. Come on, let's go!

I can't leave now. I'm working.

Patrick: It's not leaving. You're just taking a break. We're going to the carnival, we're going to the carni... We're going to the carnival, we're going to the carnival! There it is, SpongeBob. The carnival is back in town! I'm gonna be first in line for everything!

Where is everybody?

Patrick: I don't know. There was one kid here, earlier.

Doesn't look like any carnival I ever... Excuse me. Stop, Patrick! Don't touch it! This isn't the carnival, Patrick. Those are hooks! Mr. Krabs says they're really dangerous!

Patrick: Hmmm. I sense no danger here. How can they be dangerous? They're covered with free cheese.

All I know is Mr. Krabs said-- Patrick, don't do that!

Patrick: Cheesy. No danger here. Go on, try it!

But, Mr. Krabs said...

Patrick: SpongeBob, let me ask you something. Does this look dangerous?

Patrick, don't!

Patrick: Lighten up, will ya? Or do I have to eat all this cheese by mysel...

Patrick! Help! Oh, Patrick, help! Oh, Patrick, come back! Oh, my best friend! Patrick, you're alive!

Patrick: Am I ever! You should try it.

But...what about the surface, and your britches, and the gift shops?

Patrick: You just jump off before you go up too high.

Mr. Krabs said I shouldn't get near those things.

Patrick: Did he say you shouldn't climb on top of them and ride them like a horsey?

Well, no.

Patrick: Wheeee!

I guess he didn't!

Patrick: Hi-yo, Silverfish! AWAYYYYYY!!!!

Ready?

Patrick: Ready! SpongeBob and Patrick: Geronimo!!

This is more fun than double overtime at the Krusty Krab!

Ivy: P.U.! You call this food?! Harold: My sandwich tastes like a fried boot! Another Harold: My sandwich is a fried boot! Fred: Hurry it up, will ya?! We're hungry over here! Look at us! My kids haven't eaten and I'm dying! That's not how you're supposed to flip it! Fish: Can you see, we're hungry! That's wrong! Female Fish: I want a nice good meal! Squidward: WHY DO YOU WANNA EAT THIS STUFF ANYWAY?!? Mr. Krabs: Mr. Squidward, what the halibut is going on in here? Squidward: It's a feeding frenzy, sir! And SpongeBob's not back from his break. What? Mr. Krabs: I thought you said SpongeBob was taking a break. No one's taken a break at the Krusty Krab since the Chum Famine of '59. Now, what were you saying? Squidward: He took a break. Mr. Krabs: Alright, SpongeBob LAZY Pants! I'll find ya. This nose can smell laziness up to 10,000 leagues. Aha! I'll give you a break you'll not soon forget! Squidward: But, Mr. Krabs, I still need help! Mr. Krabs: They should be right here. Patrick: Again?

Again!

Mr. Krabs: The hooks!! No! No! No! SpongeBob and Patrick: 1, 2, 3! Mr. Krabs : Wait! WAIT...!! SpongeBob and Patrick: Blastoff!! Mr. Krabs: Boys! I wasn't quick enough. They're gone! If I can only hold them in me arms again, I'd...I'd... ...I'D THROTTLE 'EM! What did I tell you about those hooks, boy?!

I...I...I...

Patrick: I'll tell you about the hooks. You ride 'em up, and up, and up. Then you gently flow down! Mr. Krabs: And do you know what happens when you don't float back down!?!

Gift shop?

Mr. Krabs: Worse! You end up vacuum-packed in a can of tuna! With nothing to look forward to but the smell of mayonnaise! SpongeBob and Patrick: We're sorry, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: I want you boys to promise me you'll never go on those hooks again. SpongeBob and Patrick: We promise, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: I need a sailor's promise! Repeat after me: yo-ho! Yo-ho! Near the hooks I'll never go! SpongeBob and Patrick: Yo-ho. Yo-ho. Near the hooks we'll never go. Mr. Krabs: YOW! Mother of pearl! Fire on the poop deck! SpongeBob and Patrick: Ahh! Mother of pearl! Fire on the poop deck! Mr. Krabs: Whoa, whew! Alright then. Let's get out of this death trap.

Okay, Gary. Today is a new day. I'm ready to prove myself loyal to Mr. Krabs.

Gary: Meow.

I'M READY! I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, ready, ready, I'm ready...

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, you're going the wrong way!

I always go to work this way.

Patrick: You're not going to work today. We're going to go play Hooky!

But, Patrick, we promised.

Patrick: Well, I had my fingers crossed.

You don't have any fingers, Patrick.

Patrick: Well, that Mr. Krabs is just a big dummy. We played on those hooks all day long and nothing happened to us!

But Mr. Krabs said...

Patrick: Look, SpongeBob, are you gonna listen to a big dummy, or are you gonna listen to me?

Umm...

Patrick: See ya later, SpongeBob. I'm gonna go have some fun. Come on, SpongeBob! You know you want to!

Ooh, I know I want to, but I promised Mr. Krabs I wouldn't go near another... ...hook! Oh no. Mr. Krabs told me all about you. You are a liar. A deceiver. I'll never fall for your tricks again! Never! Is this seat taken? Whew! Glad I got that out of my system. I'm hooked. And that means... AAAAAHHH!!! HELP!! I'M HOOKED! Help! Mr. Krabs! Help! It happened! I'm hooked! Oh, no! The hook! The hook! Gift shop, tuna can, mayonnaise!

Mr. Krabs: Here you go, Pearl. Free water for all your little friends. Pearl: Thanks, dad. Mr. Krabs: Just don't forget to leave a tip for ol' Mr. Krabs.

Psst, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob! You're two minutes late. What kept you, laddie?

Um, you know those hooks we were talking about yesterday?