rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Underwear: You're...not... Patrick...!	I'm sorry, Patrick, but your gift has got to go! Goodbye, stink ball. See ya never!
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, whatcha doing? Robo 2.1: It appears that he is throwing Gummy away. Patrick: What? Is that true?	No way, Patrick.
Patrick: Then how do you explain this?	Well, you see, I liked Gummy and I decided to dress him up! Isn't this a cute look?
Patrick: Hmmm. Bold yet understated. Brilliant idea, SpongeBob! Keep up the good work. Come on, Robo, let's find more belly button lint.	Okay, no sign of Patrick. Better make this fast. Get ready for your dirt nap, Gummy!
Patrick: SpongeBob!	Ahhh...!
Patrick: What are you doing? I'm waiting.	Uh... I was digging a hole so I could get a better view of Gummy, 'cause he is so attractive! Allow me to demonstrate. See, Patrick? The view is beautiful down here!
Patrick: Yeah, he does look rather dashing from this angle. Be that as it may, Gummy must be displayed properly and proudly. And I know just the place. Isn't he breathtaking up there? Alrighty, SpongeBob, we got to go. I'm gonna learn how to use a fork. Right, Robo? Robo 2.1: 'Twill be my pleasure, master. Patrick: By the way, your house looks a million times better!	Thanks. Oh, what am I going to do, Gary? It's hideous!
Gary: Meow?	Wishful thinking, Gary. What burglar would want to steal that thing? Shhh.
Fish: Who are you? Where did you come from?	Uh, up there?
Fish: Oh, thank Neptune! Hey, guys, I found a way out! Come on! I'm free! I'm free! I'm sugar-free! At last! Sandy: What in tarnation? Oh my gosh! SpongeBob! SpongeBob? SpongeBob, open up!	Sandy?
Sandy: SpongeBob?	Hi, Sandy. Looks like I got myself into a pretty sticky situation.
Sandy: Oh my gosh! How long've you been stuck there, SpongeBob?	All day.
Sandy: Well, your ol' pal Sandy know how to cut you down.	No, wait, Sandy. The more you touch it, the angrier it gets.
Sandy: Oh, that's just crazy talk. Hiyah!	Told ya.
Sandy: Huh?	Save yourself, Sandy. Run away before you end up like... me!
Sandy: Oh, come on now, there's gotta be a way. I've got an idea. Hang on tight, SpongeBob!	Yeah, alrighty.
Truck Driver: Come on, Ol' Blue! Don't you talk back to me! Do as your told! Do it! Do it! Do it! Come on now, do it! Come on! Squidward: What the...? Just let it go, Squidward. Let it go. Don't get involved, Squidward. Of course. Sandy: I'm okay! Patrick: What's this? SpongeBob, what have you done? Patrick: It's-it's...it's amazing! It's like a gummy wonderland! Whee! Wow, I wish I were having this much fun. I knew you'd love it!	Patrick, I have something to tell you.
Robo 2.1: Would you care for a massage, Master? Patrick: Enough already! Sheesh. So, you were saying something, SpongeBob?	Uh, well, how can I put this?
Patrick: Aw, just come right out and... Will you stop? Just stop! Squidward: Get on with it, SpongeBob! Sandy: Wrap it up. Patrick: Squidward? Sandy? Gee, everyone is having fun with my Gummy but me! I-I-I mean, your Gummy.	Patrick, do you miss your Gummy?
Patrick: Uh-huh.	Well, it's still Best Friends Day. How would you like your Gummy back?
Patrick: Yes!	It's yours, buddy. But first, you gotta get us out of this.
Patrick: Oh, that's easy! Told you it was easy. Wow! This is the best Best Friends Day ever! Mr. Krabs: What better way to spend an afternoon than trolling the sea vent for spare change. Whooh! There's got to be a small fortune than discarded paperclips in there! I knew this place looked familiar. What's this? Goodness, that must be Sandy's treedome dwelling, and inside looks to be the largest soybean I have ever layed me eyestocks on. Now this bears getting a closer look. Good afternoon, Miss Sandy. Sandy: And good afternoon to you Mr. Krabs. What brings you out to this fine neck of the woods? Mr. Krabs: Well uh, I just happen to be in the neighborhood and was wondering if you could see you in clear and grace me with a comprehensive tour of your homesweet treedome. I hear the giant soybean is lovely this time of the year. Sandy: Sure, lets get you fitted with a helmet. Mr. Krabs: Don't bother yourself. As long as I keep me ole lungs moist, I can breath your fancy air all day long. Sandy: Come on in then. Mr. Krabs: Seems so much bigger once your inside. Sandy: That's what they all say. Did I already show you my single wheeled roller skate or my helicopter that is powered by coconut milk? Mr. Krabs: Huh? Oh yeah, that sounds interesting Sandy, but uh actually... Sandy: Or my artificial intelligence that comes in the form of a multi-colored cubeshaped puzzle. See it can solve itself. Mr. Krabs: Uh Sandy, actually I'm not interested in all of that. Sandy: Okay, well was there something particular you wanted to see? Mr. Krabs: Tell me about your giant soybean. Sandy: This is the result of an experimental growth serum I develop. It could easily feed a lot of hungry people. Mr. Krabs: Or a supply of entire rest---. Sandy: Once the testing is complete, the growth serum could be used to do a lot of good things. Mr. Krabs: Sandy: Sure would hate to see it fallen into the wrong hands. Someone who might just use it to try and get- Mr. Krabs: Rich! I'll be rich! Sandy: What's that, Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs: Uh, could I borrow your telephone? Heh, it's ringing.	Mr. Krabs, I came as soon as I got the call!
Mr. Krabs: Uh, did you bring a Krabby Patty like I was planning to ask you to do?	Aye aye, captain.
Mr. Krabs: Perfect! Okay Sandy, administer the growth serum. Sandy: I don't know, Mr. Krabs. I can't predict what's going to happen. Mr. Krabs: Well, you did say it needs further testing. Test it on the Krabby Patty. Sandy: Well, I suppose so. But only a single drop. Mr. Krabs: Fair enough. Is it suppose to smell like that? Sandy: If you two will excuse me, I need to pay a quick visit to a little squirrel's room. Would you mind holding these while I'm gone? I'll only be a minute. Mr. Krabs: Oh no, we don't mind. Heh heh heh, there.	But Sandy said-
Mr. Krabs: Sh sh sh sh sh sh sh. Thanks for the tour, Sandy, see you later! Mr. Krabs: Eh, that patty didn't look like it's growing to me. Pfft, growth serum. Waste of a perfectly Krabby Patty.	Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Great, let's get into the Krusty Krab.	Patty... becoming... awkward...
Mr. Krabs: Oh, here, here. Put it in this grocery bag.	Grocery bag? Where'd you get a grocery bag?
Mr. Krabs: The grocery store.	So, uh, how big's this thing suppose to get?
Mr. Krabs: Heh heh, who cares. It's an endless supply of free patties! And cook them fast, boy! We got customers! Squidward: SpongeBob! Are you going to cook that thing or just stand there staring at it?	Sorry, Squidward. Coming right up! Order up, Squidward!
Squidward: All right, keep them coming!	You betcha! Oh my goodness! I almost forgot to flip that one. There we go.
Squidward: Ok, that's great SpongeBob, but you don't have to knock me in the- BAGEGAH!	Squidward, why did you make that weird noi- Ahh! Easy boy. Easy. Never thought I'd say this but, I've gotta get out of this kitchen! Nooooooo! Huh? Squidward! That giant Krabby Patty is on a rampage! We have to escape!
Squidward: Do you always go barefoot at work, or have I just never noticed before?	Wouldn't this just count as half-barefoot? Squidward, behind you! Abandon ship!
Fish:: It's a Krabalanche! Mr. Krabs: Hold it! And just what is it you two think you're doing? Squidward: The restaurant's being invaded by a 300 foot uncooked menu item. We're getting outta here! Mr. Krabs: Whoa ho, this is a dream come true! You can't just leave! Squidward: Oh, do you have a better idea? Mr. Krabs: Stay?... And work? Squidward: Okay, you go right ahead. But I'd rather stay alive than stay at work. That means you- Mr. Krabs: Cashy!	Mr. Krabs, look out!
Mr. Krabs: Aaah! Squidward: I think it's our break time, don't you? Plankton: What's this? Krabs is cooking up some new scheme to undermine the success of his biggest competitor? ME?! Ah, I'd better get a closer look. Out of my way, you fools!	Plankton, you're going the wrong way! Turn back or be crushed by a giant monster!
Plankton: I can't hear you! I need to see this! Holy mother of all creatures great and small! It's the largest Krabby Patty the world has ever seen! It's... it's... gorgeous... Oh, great patty! Take me! Take me home, daddy! Dale: Keep running, it's getting closer! Fish: No, it isn't! Look! Where I'm pointing! It stopped! Dale: Hey! He's right! Lady in Teal: Snookums! Look out! You've got to promise mommy you'll be more careful! Neptune knows what he'd do if you were swallowed by the putrid ooze that's running rapid in our streets.	Gary! Gary wake up! Pack up your stuff! Our house is about to be knocked over by a giant Krabby Patty! Wake up Patrick! We gotta get out of here!
Patrick: Huh...oh hi, SpongeBob. I just had the strangest dream, I was being chased by a giant Krabby Patty.	That wasn't a dream!
Patrick: SpongeBob! What do we do?	We'll find Sandy, she'll know what to do!
Patrick: I don't think she's home, SpongeBob.	She has to be, this is her treedome! Sandy, where are you?
Sandy: SpongeBob?	Sandy?
Sandy: No, SpongeBob! Up here! And hurry! I'm running out of coconut milk!	Wow, what happened to your treedome?
Sandy: Well, that giant soybean got too big, so I chopped it up into a giant salad. Anyone got any giant croutons? Patrick: ...I think I'm gonna be sick.	What's wrong, Patrick? Airsickness?
Patrick: No...the thought of a salad that size is more than I can handle. Sandy: And now that I've mastered the soy bean, I can master that patty.	Really? How?
Sandy: The puzzle cube told me. The key to defeating the patty is you, SpongeBob! All I have to do is get you closer to the patty so that you can make direct contact.	Direct contact!? Are you sure?
Sandy: The puzzle cube never lies. Sandy: Alright, we have visual. Putting you into position, SpongeBob.	Okay, bye. Well giant patty, I guess it's just you and me. Wait, what was I supposed to do again?
Sandy: Just make direct contact!	Direct contact, you mean like this?
Sandy: It's working! Keep going! You can do it!	Body filling with Krabby Patty. Enormous strain. Never absorbed this much Krabby Patty into my body before! In fact, I've never absorbed any Krabby Patties into my body, come to think of it! Ok...what do I do now?
Mr. Krabs: Step right up folks! For a limited time, free absorbed Krabby Patties! Squidward: SpongeBob! Two! Medium-rare!	Copy that. Over.
Mr. Krabs: That's it! Don't crowd! While supplies last, don't be shy! Come on! Nancy Suzy Fish: Pearl, come on! The line for the Tunnel of Glove is filling up! This is going to be so, totally like, fun!	Hey, Pearl!
Pearl: Barnacles, SpongeBob, why are you talking to me? Nancy: Is that your boyfriend?	Well, I am a boy, and I am her friend.
Nancy and Debbie: Nancy: SpongeBob! Stand here for a second! Nancy: Debbie: Just thought we should keep this moment for... posterity. Nancy and Debbie: Pearl's got a boyfriend! Pearl's got a boyfriend! Pearl's got a boyfriend! Patrick: I didn't know you had a girlfriend. Pearl: Quiet! He is not my boyfriend! Patrick: That was fast. Don't worry, buddy, there's plenty of fish in the street car. Nancy: Anyway, let's go to the ride!	Bye, Pearl! Tell Mr. Krabs I said Hi, Let's bounce Patrick. Patrick?
Patrick: Busy, I'll catch up with you later. Man: Next! Nancy: Come on, Pearl! Man: Sorry, only two per car. You'll have to wait for the next car. Any single riders come to the front!	Oh! I'm a single rider! Excuse me, pardon me, excuse me, pardon me, excuse me, pardon me! After you, fellow single rider Pearl.
Pearl: Intercom System: Please keep your arms and legs inside at all times. And do not leave the boat until the ride, is over. Thank you!	Uhm, Pearl. Your arm... it's outside the boat.
Pearl: BORING! Metal Angel: Will my arrow find her heart? Pearl: Ugh, this ride is lame! Hey! You're allowed to speak now!	I bet Mr. Krabs would get a kick out of this ride, don't you think? I mean he's so tough on the outside, but he's got a soft side, too. You know, this one time I was upset because my snail Gary he was sick and he let me leave 5 minutes early. Isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever heard? Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Narrator: Two very boring minutes later...	And theeeen, there was that time that Mr. Krabs yelled at me for getting to work before he did, and he didn't even dock my pay. What a sweet man!
Pearl: You are making this ride even more boring! Is such a thing is possible!	You're supposed to remain seated until the ride's come to a COMPLEEETE- Stop!
Pearl: What was that?! Voice over Microphone: Attention sweethearts! We are experiencing technical difficulties. Please remain seated. Pearl: Oh, great! Just great! Narrator: Three hours later... Perch Perkins: Breaking News! The Tunnel of Glove has turned into a Tunnel of Terror! Just hours ago, the mechanism that controls the boats mysteriously stopped, trapping the doomed couple inside. We have the youth's friends here, who escaped the tunnel before tragedy befell the two sweethearts. Nancy: It's true! We barely escaped with our lives! It was horrible! Perch Perkins: And what was the name of your friends? Nancy: Pearl, and her boyfriend SpongeBob! Perch Perkins: So there you have it. As time quickly runs out still no word from the imperiled whale girl and SpongeBob. Patrick: Oh, no! I'm out of coral on a stick! Time to chomp through the fried barnacles! Perch Perkins: At this time survival looks bleek, for the little yellow sponge. Patrick: Nooooooo! This is my worst nightmare! I don't have a drink! Perch Perkins: Hey, doofus! Patrick: Huh? Perch Perkins: Your best buddy is trapped in the tunnel of glove and he may never escape! Patrick: You mean SpongeBob? Patrick: I'm coming, SpongeBob! Policeman: Hold it! No one beyond this point! Patrick: My best buddy is trapped in there! You gotta let me through! Policeman: No can do, big guy. Too dangerous. Patrick: Fine! Well, mister police guy won't let me in the front, huh! Well, I'll just find my own way in! Patrick: Let's see. Where could SpongeBob be? Aha! Con-grat-ulations! You have-uh-ooh-fouuunnd-uh your friend! Oh, SpongeBob is right behind this door! I'm coming to get you, buddy! SpongeBob?! Where-? Oh, there you are! Hang in there! I'll free you from your shackles! You're okay now, buddy! Go to your happy place! . Police Officer: Don't worry, little girl! We're working as fast as we can! Pearl: That wasn't me, that was SpongeBob! Policeman: Thank you, little boy!	It's okay, Pearl, it's only the dark. There's nothin' scary about... the dark! It's what's in the dark you gotta watch out for . Monsters, creeps, ghouls, CLOWNS, witches, werewolves, CLOWNS, crawly things, CRAWLY CLOWNS, those are the worst CRAWLY CLOWNS.
Pearl: Well, whatever, SpongeBob, I'm gonna find my way out!	Pearl! I wouldn't do that! You're not keeping your arms and legs inside the boat! Pearl! Wait! I should probably accompany you, ya know, in case there's anything in the darkness.
Pearl: Fine. After you.	Okay, then. I'll just fearlessly lead the way... Snakes!
Pearl: Those are streamers, fool!	Maybe I'll just stay up here... keep an eye out for any other creepies.
Pearl: Oh, grow up, SpongeBob! There aren't any creepies, there aren't any crawlies, there aren't any snakes! So stop whining so we can look for a way out of here!	Okay, Pearl, you've made your point. I'll stop talking about ogres, and vampire bat fish, and sharks, and...
Pearl: SpongeBob!	...And I won't talk about ZOMBIES!
Pearl: SpongeBob!	Or ghostly pirates! Or laboratory creatures!
Pearl: SpongeBob.	Or green beings from another planet!
Pearl: Okay, SpongeBob. Okay.	Or bus drivers!
Pearl: Ah, that's enough!	Shhh. Did you hear that?
Pearl: Now I'm scared, SpongeBob!	It sounded like a crawly were-clown.
Pearl: But there's no such thing!	Oh, he's here.
SpongeBob and Pearl:	A ha ha ha, he.
Patrick: Not another skunk! How did you beat me again? Hey. You find it funny to lock up my best friend? Hey, I am talking towards you. Electrician: Did you see the dimwit who ripped this apart? Patrick: I unfortunately don't know who that dullard is, but I do know that you've kidnapped SpongeBob. Electrician: I don't know about your best friend. I'm just the electrician. Patrick: Wow! I see you are a magician. But that voodoo does not erase what you just have done. Electrician: You need to relax. Have a seat and cool off. Patrick: Geez. Some people are so pushy. Electrician: Just don't sit on THE LEVER! Patrick: Oops. Electrician: Now the whole ride is stuck on Dangerous Super Fast Mode! Patrick: You told me to sit on it.	What was that?
Pearl: I don't know. Hold me, SpongeBob Both: Huh!	Aww. The Hall of Great Romance!
Patrick: Okay, okay. I think I heard you. I will not sit on anything else. I'll just gingerly lean on this wall. Electrician: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!	Wow! How romantical.
Pearl: Pssssst. I imagined it bigger.	Look! Pearl, a sweet adorable cherub. Pearl. I don't think this is the Tunnel of Glove. It's the Tunnel of Evil!
Electrician: Stupid kid. Patrick: Nice facilities. Great water pressure. Electrician: Neptune's mother! SpongeBob and Pearl:	What's that?
Both: Evil Fish #1: SpongeBob and Pearl: Evil Fish #2, 3 and 4: Uhhhhhh! Police Man: She's gonna blow! Noooooo! Other Fish: Pearl: I guess that turned out to be pretty fun.	Yeah.
Nancy and Debbie: Nancy: SpongeBob is your boyfriend. Pearl: How many times to I have to say it? Eww! Gross! Nancy: Oh, don't deny it. You were totally hugging him, and everyone knows that totally means he's totally your boyfriend. Crawly Clown: Howdy, kids!	Crawly clown! Crawly clown!
SpongeBob and Nancy and Debbie: Pearl: You understand, girls. For posterity! Patrick: Are you gonna finish that? Sandy: Yee-haw! Get along, little amoebas! I did it! It's sarsaparilla time! Holy osmosis! I lived as an amoeba for a whole week! Plankton: Can't get it to work, can never get it to work! Karen: Hello? Sandy: Karen, my Mainframe! I just made a scientific breakthrough. Let's go and celebrate, girl! Karen: I'm sorry, Sandy. I can't hear you because someone can't shut up! Sandy: That's okay, Karen. I'll tell you all about it later. Let's meet up tonight at the corner café! Karen: You got it, Bushy Tushy. I will definitely be there. Okay, I'm off. Plankton: Those are not my test tubes! Karen: Ugh. Don't wait up. Plankton: I don't know where they came from!	Whoa!
Mrs. Puff: Don't forget to signal.	Oh, thanks for that, Mrs. Puff, I—
Mrs. Puff: Hello? Sandy: Howdy, Powder Puff! You wanna step out with me and Karen tonight? Mrs. Puff: Oh, yes, Sandy! I desperately need to step out.	Ooh! You're talking to Sandy? Mrs. Puff, tell her I said, Hi! Tell her I said, Hi! Tell her I said, Hi!
Sandy: We'll all meet up at the corner café tonight. Get ready to party, y'all! Mrs. Puff: Okay! See you soon!	Tell her I said, Hi!
Sandy: Whoo.	Tell her I said, Hi! Mrs. Puff! Tell her I said, Hi!
Sandy: Yeah! Sandy: Y'all are never gonna believe what I did this week. It's about as crazy as a mule with a top hat! Mrs. Puff: Was it crazier than this? Tell her I said 'Hi!' Tell her I said 'Hi!' Sandy: Sorry you day was tough, Puff. But my news will cheer your head off. I lived as a microscopic organism for a whole week! Karen: That's great, Sandy, but I've lived with a microscopic organism for 26 years and wait until you hear what that pipsqueak did today. He leaves his little telescope on the floor, I rolled over it. It hurt like heck! And then, he gets mad at me for breaking it. Doesn't even ask if my wheel's okay. Mrs. Puff: SpongeBob is the same way, Karen. After all these years of my trying to teach him how to drive, he doesn't know the first thing about a car! I'm going crazy! Sandy: Hey, hey, hey, hey. We're supposed to be having a good 'ol time, not a good 'ol cry. Mrs. Puff: I'm having a good time. Karen: Me too. Sandy: Look, guys. This is a girls night out. And I'm gonna make sure we have more fun than three rats in a pickle barrel! Gal pals unite! Sandy, Mrs. Puff and Karen: Yeah! Karen: Gal pals! Karen: So, let me get this straight. Pranking Plankton will make me feel better? Sandy: You bet your sweet software it will. Now let's get pranking. Karen: Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Sandy: Ready? Yah! Plankton: Ouch! Krabs?! If I wasn't on probation, I'd call the cops! Karen: Plank-ter-ren, me old nemesis-ser! I've got good news-erer: I'm leaving town and going back into the Navery, so I'm giving you me secret formuler-er-rer! Plankton: What? How do I know this isn't a trap-erer? Ah! You got me doing it! Karen: It's a going away gift-erer. Karen: I'll get me formuler-er out of me safe-er-er-er and meet you at the Krusty Krab-er-er-er. Plankton: I'll meet you there, Eugene honey! Kiss! Sandy: I think he bought it. Karen: Psst! Come on! Sandy and Mrs. Puff: Whoa-whoa! Wa-whoa! Whoa! Plankton: I'm here! Mr. Krabs: Plankton! You've interrupted me beauty sleep! Plankton: Hey, Eugene. I'll just take the secret formuler-erer heh and be on my way. Mr. Krabs: Over my dead body! Plankton: Whatever you say, Welcher! Karen: Y'know, you're right, Sandy. I do feel so much better! Sandy, Mrs. Puff and Karen: Gal pals! Mrs. Puff: I'm not so sure about pranking SpongeBob. He can't help he's insufferable. Sandy: Nobody likes a good prank more than SpongeBob. Mrs. Puff: Mm. Okay. Sandy: Virtual reality helmet, engaged. Sandy: Shh, shh. All right, Karen. You're up.	Huh? C-coming! Hello? Can I help you?
Mrs. Puff: Hello, Mr. SpongeBob. I'm just here to deliver your driver's license. Congratulations.	Oh, uh, thanks— My driver's license!
Mrs. Puff: And your new boat!	My new boat! Whoa, wow! Am I dreaming? Nope, it's for real. Look at me, everyone! I'm driving! I'm driving!
Mrs. Puff: Oh! That voice. Yes, you're driving! You're driving me crazy! I know! Let's make the road really bumpy!	Wha-what? Whoa! Whoa! Ow! Hm, those are some potholes.
Sandy: Whoa, girl! Easy there. Maybe it's about time we let SpongeBob in on the joke. Mrs. Puff: Okay. I'll tell him. SpongeBob— SpongeBob! Mrs. Puff: Poor little guy! This is all my fault! Sandy: No, Puff! This is all my fault! Karen: Gal pals! Sandy: Not now, Karen! Karen: Sorry.	Ooh, a turn. Better use my hand signals.
Sandy: SpongeBob! Look out!	Hi, I'm driving. Hi, I'm driving. Hi, I'm driving! Look, I got a license. Whoo! Nothing but me and miles of road! near a construction site]
Sandy: We gotta stop this cart, gal pals! Mrs. Puff: Whoa! Whoa! I'll save you, SpongeBob!	Now I'm flying! Whee! Huh? Huh? Huh. Huh? Mrs. Puff? Oh, I see. You guys played a prank on me, huh? I love pranks! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You gave me a chance to live my driving dream. And most importantly... Mrs. Puff saved my life! Now I will stay by your side forever!
Mrs. Puff: Oh, no! No!	Huh? Oh, you girls got me again! Vroom! Vroom!
Sandy: I know somewhere where we can finish our ladies night in peace. Karen: Good one. This was a great idea, Sandy. Mrs. Puff: Yeah, what a nice place to relax.	Vroom, vroom! Honk, honk! Beep, beep! Oh, look at me, Mrs. Puff! I'm driving!
Sandy, Mrs. Puff and Karen: Men. Gal pals! Mr. Krabs: Hmmm. Sounds like a mutiny. What the...?! What in Neptune's knickers is this?! Frank (lifeguard): Where's the dude in the boat, man? Where's the dude in the boat?! Mr. Krabs: Ooooh! You mean Mr. Squidward. Well, he's at his post right over the... Where's me cashier?! SpongeBob! Where in Poseidon's pantyhose is that sorry excuse for a cashier?!	Sorry excuse for a cash-? Ooh! You mean Squidward.
Mr. Krabs: Yes. I mean Squidward. Where is he?!	He's in the storage room. Says he's working on something requiring... ...complete privacy.
Mr. Krabs: Ooh. He requires, privacy does he? What's all the ruckus?! Oh no! Please, no! This is terrible! Are you hurt? Squidward: Oh, well. Thank you for ask- Mr. Krabs: I wasn't talking to you! Don't worry, papa's here. Squidward: Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! Your shelf collapsed on me, and I twisted my ankle! Mr. Krabs: I didn't even know you had ankles. Squidward: As if working here wasn't bad enough, now I've been injured on the job. Mr. Krabs: Injured? On the job?! Oh no! That would mean...	It's all right here, Mr. Krabs. The Bikini Bottom OWS Worker Safety Guidelines. Let's see, it says here...blah blah blah blah, accident... blah blah blah blah, owner negligence... blah blah blah blah, substantial fines.
Mr. Krabs: Substantial fines?! You know, Squidward... uh... I can't really let the OWS hear about this, you know. Squidward: Really? Maybe I should give them a call. Mr. Krabs: Now now, Squidward! Let's not be hasty! I'll take care of your poor little ankle personally. SpongeBob! Squidward needs first aid!	First aid? Fear not, injured co-worker, for I am certified.
Squidward: Oh, no no no, don't touch me! SpongeBob, would you mind letting go of my nose?	Oh, sure.
Squidward: Ow! Get away from me! Well, this is it! I am reporting you to the OWS! Mr. Krabs: Please don't report me to the OWS. I'll do anything. Anything at all ya ask. Squidward: Hmm? Anything? Mr. Krabs: Now if you want anything, just ask. Squidward: I could sure use a pillow. Squidward: And one more for my foot. Mr. Krabs: Well, sure thing. Okay, if that's all, I'll just get back to me-- Squidward: Fluff it. Mr. Krabs: What did you say? Squidward: I said, fluff it. Mr. Krabs: Fluff my pillow, I'll fluff your pillow. Squidward: What's that? Mr. Krabs: Oh, uh, I said, uh, will there be anything else, Mr. Squidward? Squidward: No thanks. That should do it. Oh, Krabsy! Mr. Krabs: What can I do for you? Squidward: Just one more thing. I'm afraid you'll have to take over for me today. Mr. Krabs: What!? No! Squidward: Oh, that's too bad. It looks like my twisted ankle might become a 'permanent injury.' Mr. Krabs: Well, that would be an even bigger fine. You just sit back down and relax. We don't want you being injured any further. That was close. Well, at least the Krusty Krab isn't very busy today. Of course.	Oh, Mr. Krabs, I have the OWS accident report form to fill out. Let's see, Question 1: Was the accident the result of criminal negligence? Mr. Krabs, what is criminal negligence?
Mr. Krabs: It's what criminals wear to bed. Don't worry about that. We don't need to bother those nice folks over at the OWS. We can do our own investigation.	Oh, you mean we should find out if you're criminally negligent.
Mr. Krabs: Well, no, not exactly, what I mean is... I think Mr. Squidward is hiding something, and I want you to investigate.	Yes, sir, Mr. Krabs...
Mr. Krabs: Shhhh. You gotta keep it a secret from Squidward.	Can do, Mr. Krabs. Hmm? Huh? If I'm gonna get to the bottom of this, I'm gonna need some help. Okay, you stand here... Now, pretend you're Squidward and reach for a bun. And I'll simulate the shelf hitting Squidward. Hmm, we seem to be missing something. Well, we'll have to do it again.
Patrick: Uhh, do what again? Ow!	Darn, one more time.
Patrick: Ow! Squidward: Oh, Krabsy, after tea, I think a full tentacle massage would be an order. Mr. Krabs: I ain't touching your tentacles with a 10-ft... Squidward: Hello, Office Workers Safety Department.... Mr. Krabs: I'll go get the massage oil now. Boy, ya got anything?	Not yet, Mr. Krabs.

Underwear: You're...not... Patrick...!

I'm sorry, Patrick, but your gift has got to go! Goodbye, stink ball. See ya never!

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob, whatcha doing? Robo 2.1: It appears that he is throwing Gummy away. Patrick: What? Is that true?

No way, Patrick.

Patrick: Then how do you explain this?

Well, you see, I liked Gummy and I decided to dress him up! Isn't this a cute look?

Patrick: Hmmm. Bold yet understated. Brilliant idea, SpongeBob! Keep up the good work. Come on, Robo, let's find more belly button lint.

Okay, no sign of Patrick. Better make this fast. Get ready for your dirt nap, Gummy!

Patrick: SpongeBob!

Ahhh...!

Patrick: What are you doing? I'm waiting.

Uh... I was digging a hole so I could get a better view of Gummy, 'cause he is so attractive! Allow me to demonstrate. See, Patrick? The view is beautiful down here!

Patrick: Yeah, he does look rather dashing from this angle. Be that as it may, Gummy must be displayed properly and proudly. And I know just the place. Isn't he breathtaking up there? Alrighty, SpongeBob, we got to go. I'm gonna learn how to use a fork. Right, Robo? Robo 2.1: 'Twill be my pleasure, master. Patrick: By the way, your house looks a million times better!

Thanks. Oh, what am I going to do, Gary? It's hideous!

Gary: Meow?

Wishful thinking, Gary. What burglar would want to steal that thing? Shhh.

Fish: Who are you? Where did you come from?

Uh, up there?

Fish: Oh, thank Neptune! Hey, guys, I found a way out! Come on! I'm free! I'm free! I'm sugar-free! At last! Sandy: What in tarnation? Oh my gosh! SpongeBob! SpongeBob? SpongeBob, open up!

Sandy?

Sandy: SpongeBob?

Hi, Sandy. Looks like I got myself into a pretty sticky situation.

Sandy: Oh my gosh! How long've you been stuck there, SpongeBob?

All day.

Sandy: Well, your ol' pal Sandy know how to cut you down.

No, wait, Sandy. The more you touch it, the angrier it gets.

Sandy: Oh, that's just crazy talk. Hiyah!

Told ya.

Sandy: Huh?

Save yourself, Sandy. Run away before you end up like... me!

Sandy: Oh, come on now, there's gotta be a way. I've got an idea. Hang on tight, SpongeBob!

Yeah, alrighty.

Truck Driver: Come on, Ol' Blue! Don't you talk back to me! Do as your told! Do it! Do it! Do it! Come on now, do it! Come on! Squidward: What the...? Just let it go, Squidward. Let it go. Don't get involved, Squidward. Of course. Sandy: I'm okay! Patrick: What's this? SpongeBob, what have you done? Patrick: It's-it's...it's amazing! It's like a gummy wonderland! Whee! Wow, I wish I were having this much fun. I knew you'd love it!

Patrick, I have something to tell you.

Robo 2.1: Would you care for a massage, Master? Patrick: Enough already! Sheesh. So, you were saying something, SpongeBob?

Uh, well, how can I put this?

Patrick: Aw, just come right out and... Will you stop? Just stop! Squidward: Get on with it, SpongeBob! Sandy: Wrap it up. Patrick: Squidward? Sandy? Gee, everyone is having fun with my Gummy but me! I-I-I mean, your Gummy.

Patrick, do you miss your Gummy?

Patrick: Uh-huh.

Well, it's still Best Friends Day. How would you like your Gummy back?

Patrick: Yes!

It's yours, buddy. But first, you gotta get us out of this.

Patrick: Oh, that's easy! Told you it was easy. Wow! This is the best Best Friends Day ever! Mr. Krabs: What better way to spend an afternoon than trolling the sea vent for spare change. Whooh! There's got to be a small fortune than discarded paperclips in there! I knew this place looked familiar. What's this? Goodness, that must be Sandy's treedome dwelling, and inside looks to be the largest soybean I have ever layed me eyestocks on. Now this bears getting a closer look. Good afternoon, Miss Sandy. Sandy: And good afternoon to you Mr. Krabs. What brings you out to this fine neck of the woods? Mr. Krabs: Well uh, I just happen to be in the neighborhood and was wondering if you could see you in clear and grace me with a comprehensive tour of your homesweet treedome. I hear the giant soybean is lovely this time of the year. Sandy: Sure, lets get you fitted with a helmet. Mr. Krabs: Don't bother yourself. As long as I keep me ole lungs moist, I can breath your fancy air all day long. Sandy: Come on in then. Mr. Krabs: Seems so much bigger once your inside. Sandy: That's what they all say. Did I already show you my single wheeled roller skate or my helicopter that is powered by coconut milk? Mr. Krabs: Huh? Oh yeah, that sounds interesting Sandy, but uh actually... Sandy: Or my artificial intelligence that comes in the form of a multi-colored cubeshaped puzzle. See it can solve itself. Mr. Krabs: Uh Sandy, actually I'm not interested in all of that. Sandy: Okay, well was there something particular you wanted to see? Mr. Krabs: Tell me about your giant soybean. Sandy: This is the result of an experimental growth serum I develop. It could easily feed a lot of hungry people. Mr. Krabs: Or a supply of entire rest---. Sandy: Once the testing is complete, the growth serum could be used to do a lot of good things. Mr. Krabs: Sandy: Sure would hate to see it fallen into the wrong hands. Someone who might just use it to try and get- Mr. Krabs: Rich! I'll be rich! Sandy: What's that, Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs: Uh, could I borrow your telephone? Heh, it's ringing.

Mr. Krabs, I came as soon as I got the call!

Mr. Krabs: Uh, did you bring a Krabby Patty like I was planning to ask you to do?

Aye aye, captain.

Mr. Krabs: Perfect! Okay Sandy, administer the growth serum. Sandy: I don't know, Mr. Krabs. I can't predict what's going to happen. Mr. Krabs: Well, you did say it needs further testing. Test it on the Krabby Patty. Sandy: Well, I suppose so. But only a single drop. Mr. Krabs: Fair enough. Is it suppose to smell like that? Sandy: If you two will excuse me, I need to pay a quick visit to a little squirrel's room. Would you mind holding these while I'm gone? I'll only be a minute. Mr. Krabs: Oh no, we don't mind. Heh heh heh, there.

But Sandy said-

Mr. Krabs: Sh sh sh sh sh sh sh. Thanks for the tour, Sandy, see you later! Mr. Krabs: Eh, that patty didn't look like it's growing to me. Pfft, growth serum. Waste of a perfectly Krabby Patty.

Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Great, let's get into the Krusty Krab.

Patty... becoming... awkward...

Mr. Krabs: Oh, here, here. Put it in this grocery bag.

Grocery bag? Where'd you get a grocery bag?

Mr. Krabs: The grocery store.

So, uh, how big's this thing suppose to get?

Mr. Krabs: Heh heh, who cares. It's an endless supply of free patties! And cook them fast, boy! We got customers! Squidward: SpongeBob! Are you going to cook that thing or just stand there staring at it?

Sorry, Squidward. Coming right up! Order up, Squidward!

Squidward: All right, keep them coming!

You betcha! Oh my goodness! I almost forgot to flip that one. There we go.

Squidward: Ok, that's great SpongeBob, but you don't have to knock me in the- BAGEGAH!

Squidward, why did you make that weird noi- Ahh! Easy boy. Easy. Never thought I'd say this but, I've gotta get out of this kitchen! Nooooooo! Huh? Squidward! That giant Krabby Patty is on a rampage! We have to escape!

Squidward: Do you always go barefoot at work, or have I just never noticed before?

Wouldn't this just count as half-barefoot? Squidward, behind you! Abandon ship!

Fish:: It's a Krabalanche! Mr. Krabs: Hold it! And just what is it you two think you're doing? Squidward: The restaurant's being invaded by a 300 foot uncooked menu item. We're getting outta here! Mr. Krabs: Whoa ho, this is a dream come true! You can't just leave! Squidward: Oh, do you have a better idea? Mr. Krabs: Stay?... And work? Squidward: Okay, you go right ahead. But I'd rather stay alive than stay at work. That means you- Mr. Krabs: Cashy!

Mr. Krabs, look out!

Mr. Krabs: Aaah! Squidward: I think it's our break time, don't you? Plankton: What's this? Krabs is cooking up some new scheme to undermine the success of his biggest competitor? ME?! Ah, I'd better get a closer look. Out of my way, you fools!

Plankton, you're going the wrong way! Turn back or be crushed by a giant monster!

Plankton: I can't hear you! I need to see this! Holy mother of all creatures great and small! It's the largest Krabby Patty the world has ever seen! It's... it's... gorgeous... Oh, great patty! Take me! Take me home, daddy! Dale: Keep running, it's getting closer! Fish: No, it isn't! Look! Where I'm pointing! It stopped! Dale: Hey! He's right! Lady in Teal: Snookums! Look out! You've got to promise mommy you'll be more careful! Neptune knows what he'd do if you were swallowed by the putrid ooze that's running rapid in our streets.

Gary! Gary wake up! Pack up your stuff! Our house is about to be knocked over by a giant Krabby Patty! Wake up Patrick! We gotta get out of here!

Patrick: Huh...oh hi, SpongeBob. I just had the strangest dream, I was being chased by a giant Krabby Patty.

That wasn't a dream!

Patrick: SpongeBob! What do we do?

We'll find Sandy, she'll know what to do!

Patrick: I don't think she's home, SpongeBob.

She has to be, this is her treedome! Sandy, where are you?

Sandy: SpongeBob?

Sandy?

Sandy: No, SpongeBob! Up here! And hurry! I'm running out of coconut milk!

Wow, what happened to your treedome?

Sandy: Well, that giant soybean got too big, so I chopped it up into a giant salad. Anyone got any giant croutons? Patrick: ...I think I'm gonna be sick.

What's wrong, Patrick? Airsickness?

Patrick: No...the thought of a salad that size is more than I can handle. Sandy: And now that I've mastered the soy bean, I can master that patty.

Really? How?

Sandy: The puzzle cube told me. The key to defeating the patty is you, SpongeBob! All I have to do is get you closer to the patty so that you can make direct contact.

Direct contact!? Are you sure?

Sandy: The puzzle cube never lies. Sandy: Alright, we have visual. Putting you into position, SpongeBob.

Okay, bye. Well giant patty, I guess it's just you and me. Wait, what was I supposed to do again?

Sandy: Just make direct contact!

Direct contact, you mean like this?

Sandy: It's working! Keep going! You can do it!

Body filling with Krabby Patty. Enormous strain. Never absorbed this much Krabby Patty into my body before! In fact, I've never absorbed any Krabby Patties into my body, come to think of it! Ok...what do I do now?

Mr. Krabs: Step right up folks! For a limited time, free absorbed Krabby Patties! Squidward: SpongeBob! Two! Medium-rare!

Copy that. Over.

Mr. Krabs: That's it! Don't crowd! While supplies last, don't be shy! Come on! Nancy Suzy Fish: Pearl, come on! The line for the Tunnel of Glove is filling up! This is going to be so, totally like, fun!

Hey, Pearl!

Pearl: Barnacles, SpongeBob, why are you talking to me? Nancy: Is that your boyfriend?

Well, I am a boy, and I am her friend.

Nancy and Debbie: Nancy: SpongeBob! Stand here for a second! Nancy: Debbie: Just thought we should keep this moment for... posterity. Nancy and Debbie: Pearl's got a boyfriend! Pearl's got a boyfriend! Pearl's got a boyfriend! Patrick: I didn't know you had a girlfriend. Pearl: Quiet! He is not my boyfriend! Patrick: That was fast. Don't worry, buddy, there's plenty of fish in the street car. Nancy: Anyway, let's go to the ride!

Bye, Pearl! Tell Mr. Krabs I said Hi, Let's bounce Patrick. Patrick?

Patrick: Busy, I'll catch up with you later. Man: Next! Nancy: Come on, Pearl! Man: Sorry, only two per car. You'll have to wait for the next car. Any single riders come to the front!

Oh! I'm a single rider! Excuse me, pardon me, excuse me, pardon me, excuse me, pardon me! After you, fellow single rider Pearl.

Pearl: Intercom System: Please keep your arms and legs inside at all times. And do not leave the boat until the ride, is over. Thank you!

Uhm, Pearl. Your arm... it's outside the boat.

Pearl: BORING! Metal Angel: Will my arrow find her heart? Pearl: Ugh, this ride is lame! Hey! You're allowed to speak now!

I bet Mr. Krabs would get a kick out of this ride, don't you think? I mean he's so tough on the outside, but he's got a soft side, too. You know, this one time I was upset because my snail Gary he was sick and he let me leave 5 minutes early. Isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever heard? Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Narrator: Two very boring minutes later...

And theeeen, there was that time that Mr. Krabs yelled at me for getting to work before he did, and he didn't even dock my pay. What a sweet man!

Pearl: You are making this ride even more boring! Is such a thing is possible!

You're supposed to remain seated until the ride's come to a COMPLEEETE- Stop!

Pearl: What was that?! Voice over Microphone: Attention sweethearts! We are experiencing technical difficulties. Please remain seated. Pearl: Oh, great! Just great! Narrator: Three hours later... Perch Perkins: Breaking News! The Tunnel of Glove has turned into a Tunnel of Terror! Just hours ago, the mechanism that controls the boats mysteriously stopped, trapping the doomed couple inside. We have the youth's friends here, who escaped the tunnel before tragedy befell the two sweethearts. Nancy: It's true! We barely escaped with our lives! It was horrible! Perch Perkins: And what was the name of your friends? Nancy: Pearl, and her boyfriend SpongeBob! Perch Perkins: So there you have it. As time quickly runs out still no word from the imperiled whale girl and SpongeBob. Patrick: Oh, no! I'm out of coral on a stick! Time to chomp through the fried barnacles! Perch Perkins: At this time survival looks bleek, for the little yellow sponge. Patrick: Nooooooo! This is my worst nightmare! I don't have a drink! Perch Perkins: Hey, doofus! Patrick: Huh? Perch Perkins: Your best buddy is trapped in the tunnel of glove and he may never escape! Patrick: You mean SpongeBob? Patrick: I'm coming, SpongeBob! Policeman: Hold it! No one beyond this point! Patrick: My best buddy is trapped in there! You gotta let me through! Policeman: No can do, big guy. Too dangerous. Patrick: Fine! Well, mister police guy won't let me in the front, huh! Well, I'll just find my own way in! Patrick: Let's see. Where could SpongeBob be? Aha! Con-grat-ulations! You have-uh-ooh-fouuunnd-uh your friend! Oh, SpongeBob is right behind this door! I'm coming to get you, buddy! SpongeBob?! Where-? Oh, there you are! Hang in there! I'll free you from your shackles! You're okay now, buddy! Go to your happy place! . Police Officer: Don't worry, little girl! We're working as fast as we can! Pearl: That wasn't me, that was SpongeBob! Policeman: Thank you, little boy!

It's okay, Pearl, it's only the dark. There's nothin' scary about... the dark! It's what's in the dark you gotta watch out for . Monsters, creeps, ghouls, CLOWNS, witches, werewolves, CLOWNS, crawly things, CRAWLY CLOWNS, those are the worst CRAWLY CLOWNS.

Pearl: Well, whatever, SpongeBob, I'm gonna find my way out!

Pearl! I wouldn't do that! You're not keeping your arms and legs inside the boat! Pearl! Wait! I should probably accompany you, ya know, in case there's anything in the darkness.

Pearl: Fine. After you.

Okay, then. I'll just fearlessly lead the way... Snakes!

Pearl: Those are streamers, fool!

Maybe I'll just stay up here... keep an eye out for any other creepies.

Pearl: Oh, grow up, SpongeBob! There aren't any creepies, there aren't any crawlies, there aren't any snakes! So stop whining so we can look for a way out of here!

Okay, Pearl, you've made your point. I'll stop talking about ogres, and vampire bat fish, and sharks, and...

Pearl: SpongeBob!

...And I won't talk about ZOMBIES!

Pearl: SpongeBob!

Or ghostly pirates! Or laboratory creatures!

Pearl: SpongeBob.

Or green beings from another planet!

Pearl: Okay, SpongeBob. Okay.

Or bus drivers!

Pearl: Ah, that's enough!

Shhh. Did you hear that?

Pearl: Now I'm scared, SpongeBob!

It sounded like a crawly were-clown.

Pearl: But there's no such thing!

Oh, he's here.

SpongeBob and Pearl:

A ha ha ha, he.

Patrick: Not another skunk! How did you beat me again? Hey. You find it funny to lock up my best friend? Hey, I am talking towards you. Electrician: Did you see the dimwit who ripped this apart? Patrick: I unfortunately don't know who that dullard is, but I do know that you've kidnapped SpongeBob. Electrician: I don't know about your best friend. I'm just the electrician. Patrick: Wow! I see you are a magician. But that voodoo does not erase what you just have done. Electrician: You need to relax. Have a seat and cool off. Patrick: Geez. Some people are so pushy. Electrician: Just don't sit on THE LEVER! Patrick: Oops. Electrician: Now the whole ride is stuck on Dangerous Super Fast Mode! Patrick: You told me to sit on it.

What was that?

Pearl: I don't know. Hold me, SpongeBob Both: Huh!

Aww. The Hall of Great Romance!

Patrick: Okay, okay. I think I heard you. I will not sit on anything else. I'll just gingerly lean on this wall. Electrician: Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Wow! How romantical.

Pearl: Pssssst. I imagined it bigger.

Look! Pearl, a sweet adorable cherub. Pearl. I don't think this is the Tunnel of Glove. It's the Tunnel of Evil!

Electrician: Stupid kid. Patrick: Nice facilities. Great water pressure. Electrician: Neptune's mother! SpongeBob and Pearl:

What's that?

Both: Evil Fish #1: SpongeBob and Pearl: Evil Fish #2, 3 and 4: Uhhhhhh! Police Man: She's gonna blow! Noooooo! Other Fish: Pearl: I guess that turned out to be pretty fun.

Yeah.

Nancy and Debbie: Nancy: SpongeBob is your boyfriend. Pearl: How many times to I have to say it? Eww! Gross! Nancy: Oh, don't deny it. You were totally hugging him, and everyone knows that totally means he's totally your boyfriend. Crawly Clown: Howdy, kids!

Crawly clown! Crawly clown!

SpongeBob and Nancy and Debbie: Pearl: You understand, girls. For posterity! Patrick: Are you gonna finish that? Sandy: Yee-haw! Get along, little amoebas! I did it! It's sarsaparilla time! Holy osmosis! I lived as an amoeba for a whole week! Plankton: Can't get it to work, can never get it to work! Karen: Hello? Sandy: Karen, my Mainframe! I just made a scientific breakthrough. Let's go and celebrate, girl! Karen: I'm sorry, Sandy. I can't hear you because someone can't shut up! Sandy: That's okay, Karen. I'll tell you all about it later. Let's meet up tonight at the corner café! Karen: You got it, Bushy Tushy. I will definitely be there. Okay, I'm off. Plankton: Those are not my test tubes! Karen: Ugh. Don't wait up. Plankton: I don't know where they came from!

Whoa!

Mrs. Puff: Don't forget to signal.

Oh, thanks for that, Mrs. Puff, I—

Mrs. Puff: Hello? Sandy: Howdy, Powder Puff! You wanna step out with me and Karen tonight? Mrs. Puff: Oh, yes, Sandy! I desperately need to step out.

Ooh! You're talking to Sandy? Mrs. Puff, tell her I said, Hi! Tell her I said, Hi! Tell her I said, Hi!

Sandy: We'll all meet up at the corner café tonight. Get ready to party, y'all! Mrs. Puff: Okay! See you soon!

Tell her I said, Hi!

Sandy: Whoo.

Tell her I said, Hi! Mrs. Puff! Tell her I said, Hi!

Sandy: Yeah! Sandy: Y'all are never gonna believe what I did this week. It's about as crazy as a mule with a top hat! Mrs. Puff: Was it crazier than this? Tell her I said 'Hi!' Tell her I said 'Hi!' Sandy: Sorry you day was tough, Puff. But my news will cheer your head off. I lived as a microscopic organism for a whole week! Karen: That's great, Sandy, but I've lived with a microscopic organism for 26 years and wait until you hear what that pipsqueak did today. He leaves his little telescope on the floor, I rolled over it. It hurt like heck! And then, he gets mad at me for breaking it. Doesn't even ask if my wheel's okay. Mrs. Puff: SpongeBob is the same way, Karen. After all these years of my trying to teach him how to drive, he doesn't know the first thing about a car! I'm going crazy! Sandy: Hey, hey, hey, hey. We're supposed to be having a good 'ol time, not a good 'ol cry. Mrs. Puff: I'm having a good time. Karen: Me too. Sandy: Look, guys. This is a girls night out. And I'm gonna make sure we have more fun than three rats in a pickle barrel! Gal pals unite! Sandy, Mrs. Puff and Karen: Yeah! Karen: Gal pals! Karen: So, let me get this straight. Pranking Plankton will make me feel better? Sandy: You bet your sweet software it will. Now let's get pranking. Karen: Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Sandy: Ready? Yah! Plankton: Ouch! Krabs?! If I wasn't on probation, I'd call the cops! Karen: Plank-ter-ren, me old nemesis-ser! I've got good news-erer: I'm leaving town and going back into the Navery, so I'm giving you me secret formuler-er-rer! Plankton: What? How do I know this isn't a trap-erer? Ah! You got me doing it! Karen: It's a going away gift-erer. Karen: I'll get me formuler-er out of me safe-er-er-er and meet you at the Krusty Krab-er-er-er. Plankton: I'll meet you there, Eugene honey! Kiss! Sandy: I think he bought it. Karen: Psst! Come on! Sandy and Mrs. Puff: Whoa-whoa! Wa-whoa! Whoa! Plankton: I'm here! Mr. Krabs: Plankton! You've interrupted me beauty sleep! Plankton: Hey, Eugene. I'll just take the secret formuler-erer heh and be on my way. Mr. Krabs: Over my dead body! Plankton: Whatever you say, Welcher! Karen: Y'know, you're right, Sandy. I do feel so much better! Sandy, Mrs. Puff and Karen: Gal pals! Mrs. Puff: I'm not so sure about pranking SpongeBob. He can't help he's insufferable. Sandy: Nobody likes a good prank more than SpongeBob. Mrs. Puff: Mm. Okay. Sandy: Virtual reality helmet, engaged. Sandy: Shh, shh. All right, Karen. You're up.

Huh? C-coming! Hello? Can I help you?

Mrs. Puff: Hello, Mr. SpongeBob. I'm just here to deliver your driver's license. Congratulations.

Oh, uh, thanks— My driver's license!

Mrs. Puff: And your new boat!

My new boat! Whoa, wow! Am I dreaming? Nope, it's for real. Look at me, everyone! I'm driving! I'm driving!

Mrs. Puff: Oh! That voice. Yes, you're driving! You're driving me crazy! I know! Let's make the road really bumpy!

Wha-what? Whoa! Whoa! Ow! Hm, those are some potholes.

Sandy: Whoa, girl! Easy there. Maybe it's about time we let SpongeBob in on the joke. Mrs. Puff: Okay. I'll tell him. SpongeBob— SpongeBob! Mrs. Puff: Poor little guy! This is all my fault! Sandy: No, Puff! This is all my fault! Karen: Gal pals! Sandy: Not now, Karen! Karen: Sorry.

Ooh, a turn. Better use my hand signals.

Sandy: SpongeBob! Look out!

Hi, I'm driving. Hi, I'm driving. Hi, I'm driving! Look, I got a license. Whoo! Nothing but me and miles of road! near a construction site]

Sandy: We gotta stop this cart, gal pals! Mrs. Puff: Whoa! Whoa! I'll save you, SpongeBob!

Now I'm flying! Whee! Huh? Huh? Huh. Huh? Mrs. Puff? Oh, I see. You guys played a prank on me, huh? I love pranks! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You gave me a chance to live my driving dream. And most importantly... Mrs. Puff saved my life! Now I will stay by your side forever!

Mrs. Puff: Oh, no! No!

Huh? Oh, you girls got me again! Vroom! Vroom!

Sandy: I know somewhere where we can finish our ladies night in peace. Karen: Good one. This was a great idea, Sandy. Mrs. Puff: Yeah, what a nice place to relax.

Vroom, vroom! Honk, honk! Beep, beep! Oh, look at me, Mrs. Puff! I'm driving!

Sandy, Mrs. Puff and Karen: Men. Gal pals! Mr. Krabs: Hmmm. Sounds like a mutiny. What the...?! What in Neptune's knickers is this?! Frank (lifeguard): Where's the dude in the boat, man? Where's the dude in the boat?! Mr. Krabs: Ooooh! You mean Mr. Squidward. Well, he's at his post right over the... Where's me cashier?! SpongeBob! Where in Poseidon's pantyhose is that sorry excuse for a cashier?!

Sorry excuse for a cash-? Ooh! You mean Squidward.

Mr. Krabs: Yes. I mean Squidward. Where is he?!

He's in the storage room. Says he's working on something requiring... ...complete privacy.

Mr. Krabs: Ooh. He requires, privacy does he? What's all the ruckus?! Oh no! Please, no! This is terrible! Are you hurt? Squidward: Oh, well. Thank you for ask- Mr. Krabs: I wasn't talking to you! Don't worry, papa's here. Squidward: Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! Your shelf collapsed on me, and I twisted my ankle! Mr. Krabs: I didn't even know you had ankles. Squidward: As if working here wasn't bad enough, now I've been injured on the job. Mr. Krabs: Injured? On the job?! Oh no! That would mean...

It's all right here, Mr. Krabs. The Bikini Bottom OWS Worker Safety Guidelines. Let's see, it says here...blah blah blah blah, accident... blah blah blah blah, owner negligence... blah blah blah blah, substantial fines.

Mr. Krabs: Substantial fines?! You know, Squidward... uh... I can't really let the OWS hear about this, you know. Squidward: Really? Maybe I should give them a call. Mr. Krabs: Now now, Squidward! Let's not be hasty! I'll take care of your poor little ankle personally. SpongeBob! Squidward needs first aid!

First aid? Fear not, injured co-worker, for I am certified.

Squidward: Oh, no no no, don't touch me! SpongeBob, would you mind letting go of my nose?

Oh, sure.

Squidward: Ow! Get away from me! Well, this is it! I am reporting you to the OWS! Mr. Krabs: Please don't report me to the OWS. I'll do anything. Anything at all ya ask. Squidward: Hmm? Anything? Mr. Krabs: Now if you want anything, just ask. Squidward: I could sure use a pillow. Squidward: And one more for my foot. Mr. Krabs: Well, sure thing. Okay, if that's all, I'll just get back to me-- Squidward: Fluff it. Mr. Krabs: What did you say? Squidward: I said, fluff it. Mr. Krabs: Fluff my pillow, I'll fluff your pillow. Squidward: What's that? Mr. Krabs: Oh, uh, I said, uh, will there be anything else, Mr. Squidward? Squidward: No thanks. That should do it. Oh, Krabsy! Mr. Krabs: What can I do for you? Squidward: Just one more thing. I'm afraid you'll have to take over for me today. Mr. Krabs: What!? No! Squidward: Oh, that's too bad. It looks like my twisted ankle might become a 'permanent injury.' Mr. Krabs: Well, that would be an even bigger fine. You just sit back down and relax. We don't want you being injured any further. That was close. Well, at least the Krusty Krab isn't very busy today. Of course.

Oh, Mr. Krabs, I have the OWS accident report form to fill out. Let's see, Question 1: Was the accident the result of criminal negligence? Mr. Krabs, what is criminal negligence?

Mr. Krabs: It's what criminals wear to bed. Don't worry about that. We don't need to bother those nice folks over at the OWS. We can do our own investigation.

Oh, you mean we should find out if you're criminally negligent.

Mr. Krabs: Well, no, not exactly, what I mean is... I think Mr. Squidward is hiding something, and I want you to investigate.

Yes, sir, Mr. Krabs...

Mr. Krabs: Shhhh. You gotta keep it a secret from Squidward.

Can do, Mr. Krabs. Hmm? Huh? If I'm gonna get to the bottom of this, I'm gonna need some help. Okay, you stand here... Now, pretend you're Squidward and reach for a bun. And I'll simulate the shelf hitting Squidward. Hmm, we seem to be missing something. Well, we'll have to do it again.

Patrick: Uhh, do what again? Ow!

Darn, one more time.

Patrick: Ow! Squidward: Oh, Krabsy, after tea, I think a full tentacle massage would be an order. Mr. Krabs: I ain't touching your tentacles with a 10-ft... Squidward: Hello, Office Workers Safety Department.... Mr. Krabs: I'll go get the massage oil now. Boy, ya got anything?

Not yet, Mr. Krabs.