rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Sandy: We gotta jump off of stuff!	Jump!
Sandy: We gotta ride!	Ride!
Sandy: I don't wanna go to sleep yet!	Wait, Sandy!
Sandy: I can't burn carbs in my sleep!	Sandy?
Sandy: What?!	Sandy, I'm willing to sacrifice any of my time that I haven't already sold to Mr. Krabs to you.
Sandy: Well, I'm glad, SpongeBob, 'cause for the next seven days, it's gonna be you, me, and these sweatbands! Yee-ha! Unnamed Fish #1: Uh... I can explain. Sandy: I'm hotter than a hickory-smoked sausage! Woo-hoo! Girl: Maybe, if we sing that song, he'll come to life. Billy: Ready? Both: Oh, there once was a sandman...	Life's as extreme as you want to make it! Whoo!
Girl: Maybe we didn't sing it right.	Yeahhh... Whew, what a workout. I'm going to be feeling this tomorrow. Ow.
Sandy: I got to say, I'm impressed with you, SpongeBob. You're making this the best prehibernation week ever.	Well, I'd better get home before Gary chews up the sofa again. Good night, Gary.
Sandy: Nothing like a refreshing morning dip, huh, SpongeBob?	W-what h-happened to s-sleeping?
Sandy: I'll be asleep all winter! We only got three days for fun. Well, hurry now! The giant clams like to feed at this hour! Isn't this GREAT?!	Yeah, I've never played extreme jacks before!
Sandy: Okay, SpongeBob, this one's going to be fun! We just whack each other with these giant ear cleaners 'til one of us falls off! On your mark... get set...	Sandy, are you sure we're supposed to be standing up here?
Sandy: Go! Come on, SpongeBob, we're goin' for a tandem ride through the park!	Gee, that sounds safe!...I mean, fun. Okay, I'm ready! I thought you said we were riding through the park, Sandy?
Sandy: I did, SpongeBob: the industrial park! This is where the real action is! This part gets pretty technical! Yee-haw! Now for the speed course. Hold on! I hope we make it! I'm havin' fun, too! Wake up, slowpoke! We're going fly-fishin'!	This squirrel's trying to kill me! Any more of these stunts and I'll be reduced to a puddle! Wait a minute, I've got to talk my way out of this! Sandy, I think I need to tell you something.
Sandy: What is it?	Well, it's just that I'm feeling sort of... I just feel like maybe I need to...
Sandy: Hold that thought, SpongeBob! 'Cause it's time for a down-home favorite! Find the hay in the needle stack!	Ow-ow, ow-ow-ow! ...OUCH.
Sandy: Did you find it?	Not yet.
Sandy: Well I'm going to look over here!	You do that.
Sandy: Found it, SpongeBob! Come on! Best two out of three.	Gotta hide! Uh-G-Gotta hide! Home? No. Gary can't keep a secret. Under a rock? It's so original!
Sandy: SpongeBob?! SpongeBob? Where are you, little square dude? SpongeBob's tie! And all his other little dressin's! But-but he always folds his clothes before running around IN THE NUUUDE! Something terrible must have happened to him! Alright, listen up, y'all! I'm rounding up a search party! SpongeBob's gone missing! Mr. Krabs: Man the lifeboats! Sandy: Alpha Team, you search uptown, Gold Team searches downtown. Any questions? Frank: Gold Team rules! Sandy: Now get movin'! SpongeBob? Someone look up there! Put your doors, and friends into it! Come on! He could be anywhere in these sulfur fields! Clay: Hey, SpongeBo-ob! …Well, at least I still have my personality. Sandy: Check in this here moist cave! Sandy: Status report! Small Fish: He's not at the Poison Sea Urchin cove... Sandy: Well, look again! Vera: He's not at the leech farm! Sandy: Well, look again! Squidward: He's not in my thoughts. Sandy: Well, THINK AGAIN! Attention, Bikini Bottom, the time has come to double, no, triple our efforts! Squidward: How about a break? We've been at it for days! Gale: Think about the children! Sandy: That's a good idea! Use the children to crawl into small places you couldn't normally reach. Frank: This is a load of barnacles... Sandy: I heard that! No one's going anywhere until we find SpongeBob!! Frank: Uh... uh, wait! Uh, here he is! Sandy: That ain't SpongeBob! SpongeBob is square! Francis: I'm ready, I'm ready? Sandy: No you ain't! Clay: I found SquareBob! Sandy: That's just a cereal box. Besides, he's yellow. Charlie: Uh... here he is! Hey, can I go home now? Tina: Oh, look! He's up in the sky! Sandy: He's not...huh? They must have gone to search some more. SpongeBob, where are you?! You under there?! Nope! Unnamed Fish #1: Uhh, I can explain. Sandy: SpongeBob?! Nope! Nope! Nope! SPONGEBOB!!!! WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!?! Unnamed Fish #9: That squirrel's gone crazy. Woman: But she'll never look under a rock.	Ahahaha, you said it! Sandy'll never find us! Hey, wait, you don't understand!
Squidward: Oh, look! It is I, SpongeBob, out here in the open! Sandy: SpongeBob?!	AAAAAHHH! C'MON, LET ME BACK IN! You don't understand!
Sandy: Oh, SpongeBob, I was so worried! I thought something terrible happened! Come on! There's just enough time to go atom smashing!	Sandy, wait!
Sandy: There's no time to wait!! HIBERNATION!!	Sandy, you've got to make time! This is important! I...am a man! Okay, Sandy, I...I...I-I-I CAN'T PLAY WITH YOU ANYMORE! I JUST CAN'T TAKE THE GAMES!! THEY'RE TEARING ME APART!!! There, I said it! Now just promise we can still be friends. Please, Sandy? This isn't easy, I... Sandy? I never thought I'd say it, but thank Neptune for hibernation!
Patrick: WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!?! Meredith: Did you get stuck in the pet door again? Isopod: I ain't gonna lie to you, Meredith, , I am not a happy camper! Patrick: Announcer: We'll be right back with The Giant Isopod Stuck in the Pet Door show, after these messages! Nick: Homes, homes, homes, homes, homes! I'm Nick Fishkins and I wanna buy your home! Patrick: What? Nick: You heard me, I wanna buy your home! Patrick: But my home's not for sale. Nick: It doesn't matter to me, any condition, any size, I'll buy your home! Sold! Patrick: Sold? Where am I gonna live now?	What's happening, Patrick, you going on a hike?
Patrick: It's a forever hike.	A forever hike?
Patrick: Yeah. All because of Nick Fishkins.	Who's Nick Fishkins?
Patrick: He shows up on television and buys your home and there's nothing you can do about it. Now I am doomed to walk the seas without a home.	Aw, don't worry, Patrick, you can move in with me. We'll be roommates!
Patrick: Wow! Nick: I'm Nick Fishkins and I wanna buy your home! Sold!	Well, we might as well spend the night here. It's not so bad. We could make a home out of all this trash!
Patrick: Don't forget to make a garage for our new boat! Squidward: Hm? Huh, how strange. Usually, I wake up each morning with a dark feeling of dread gnawing at my stomach. But today, I feel positively... happy! ♪Smilin' rainbows, smilin' sun, smilin' rocks, and vegetation! Look ma, I'm dancing, and hear my song! The world is lovely when nothing is wrong! Everything's smiling, yes even me! Is this what they call feeling happy?!♪	Morning, Squidward!
Squidward: Good morning, SpongeBob! Oh, that's why I felt great this morning, there was no SpongeBob. Patrick: Hi, Squidward! Squidward: Oh, what did you numbskulls do with the trash?	Built a house.
Squidward: What the-- why? Patrick: Cause Nick Fishkins bought my home and then he bought SpongeBob's home.	So now we live here.
Squidward: Oh, why didn't you just use the money that Nick Fishkins gave you to rent a room or buy a new home? Patrick: Well, he hasn't paid us yet!	Yeah, he said it right on the TV, I wanna buy your home! But we haven't seen any money!
Squidward: Ohhh... let me get this straight. You saw a TV commercial of Nick Fishkins saying he would buy your home and without meeting him or signing anything, you believe your homes have been sold? Now doesn't that seem weird, even to you? Patrick: Really weird! Squidward: Oh, listen you dumb-- Uh, you know, looks like you guys got Fishkinned, and well, there's nothing you can do about that!	Ready for work, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: Wait a minute! What's the matter with you, boy? You look like you slept in a pile of trash!	A pile-of-trash house! Patrick and I built one out back with all your garbage!
Mr. Krabs: With my garbage? On my land?! I'll be chargin' ye a reasonable rental fee.	How much?
Mr. Krabs: Hmm... your paycheck oughtta cover it!	Gee, I didn't know being homeless was so expensive.
Squidward: Ah, work is done! Now I can go home to a SpongeBob-free zone and rearrange my doily collection!	I miss the old neighborhood! I think I'm gonna visit my old house tonight!
Squidward: Uh, no, no, you don't wanna do that!	Why?
Squidward: Well, a family has moved in there, with a lot of kids, and they don't like to be disturbed.	How many's a lot?
Squidward: Oh, like, pfft, 12 kids!	But if I just ask politely to visit do you think they--
Squidward: And they don't speak English! Uh, the Fishtraps only speak... German! Patrick: Maybe I can move in with whoever's in my house. Squidward: No, no, no, uh, a band lives there now! Patrick: A rock band? Squidward: Um, yes. Patrick: Cause my house is a rock? Squidward: Yes, a big rock band with like eight people and all sorts of musical equipment so there's only room for musicians!	Hey, I could learn German!
Patrick: And I could learn what learn is. Squidward: Mmmm, nice! Ah, it's like a beautiful dream! So peaceful, no more aggravation! What is that porous terror up to now? Oh no, he's expecting a big family that speaks German! Uh, German, hallo?	Ach! Guten morgen! Mein name ist SpongeBob! (Oh! Good morning! My name is SpongeBob!)
Squidward: Say what?	Guten morgen! Mein name ist SpongeBob! Ich bin gekommen um mein alte heimat besuchen. (Good morning! My name is SpongeBob! I have come to visit my old home.)
Squidward: Uh, please, vould you speaken-zee English, I need za bractize!	Huh? Oh, ja, I mean, sure, good morning! My name is SpongeBob, what is your name?
Squidward: Umm... Gerhard.	Well, hello, Gerhard, I used to live here. Just stopped by to visit my old home.
Squidward: Ach, meine Neptune, uh, now is nein such a good time mit the wife and zuch!	Wife? Where is she?
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob. Squidward: She's shy... well, I must be going! Mein wifenz calling me for zupper! She is a fine Gutenchef of Fudenschlop!	Um, would you mind if I stay for zupper? Whatchya having?
Squidward: Umm... kerglooginpfiefer mit schlusinberry klabber sauz.	Kerglooginpfiefer, that's my favorite! Uh, what's your wife's name?
Squidward: I don't know... Hedvig! Dunt movin! Not a schtepp! Nein, nein! No moven sie! Sitz! Hey, man, like, what's happening? Patrick: I missed my house, and I was hoping I could move back in. Squidward: Oh, sorry, dude, no room. This place is, like, filled with band members and musical instruments. Patrick: What do you play? Squidward: Oh, pfft, the electric clarinet. Patrick: There's no such thing! Squidward: Sure there is. Patrick: Prove it! Squidward: I'll be right back!	Oh, Gerhard! Are you coming back?
Squidward:	Hello! You must be Hedvig!
Squidward: Hedvig? Oh, oh ja, that's me, Hedvig!	I have heard so much about your kerglooginpfiefer mit schlusinberry klabber sauz! Can't wait to try it.
Squidward: One-- One second! Tonight's zupper is to go, so please, to go!	Well aren't your twelve little German children gonna sing for me while I eat?
Squidward: I don't have children! I mean- I mean, ja, ja, outside please!	I love outdoor concerts.
Squidward: Uh, groovy enough for ya, man? Patrick: That was great! You should give lessons to my ex-neighbor, Squidward! He stinks! Patrick: What's going on?	Shhh! The Fishtrap children are gonna sing!
Squidward: ♪Ve are der little kiddievinks, der kiddievinks, der kiddievinks, ve are der little kiddievinks, ve love to sing all day!♪	I think the littlest kiddywink is off-key.
Patrick: They need a band. I'll go talk to the guys that live in my old place, and see if they can come over to play along!	Yeah!
Squidward: That's it, I'm done!	Squidward?! What are you doing in the Fishtraps' house?
Squidward: You idiots! It's not the Fishtraps' house, it's your house, and that is still Patrick's house! You just saw a commercial-- that's all! Patrick: So... is Nick Fishkins gonna live in my house? Squidward: He doesn't live in the houses he buys.	Well if he doesn't live in them, what does he do with them?
Squidward: He flips the houses, you dimwits! He buys houses then resells them for a profit! He flips houses for a living! Patrick: He flips houses for a living? Squidward: Yes! And I'm calling Nick Fishkins right now to come over and flip my house, so I can move away!	Poor Squidward. We should do something really nice for him!
Patrick: I know!	Alright, Patrick! On the count of three! One... two... three!
Nick: Say, is this the home of Squidward Tentacles? The one that was for sale?	Sure is!
Nick: Yeesh. This place is a wreck! I'm Nick Fishkins and I do not wanna buy this home! Not sold! Squidward: What happened?	We flipped your house for ya.
Squidward: Who's that driving away? Patrick: That was Nick Fishkins. Squidward: And what did he say? Patrick: He said Yeesh! Who'd wanna live in that thing? Not sold! Squidward: I... I can't believe you did that! SpongeBob and Patrick: You're welcome! Squidward: Ow! Ach du lieber... Frank: …and this is the maximum security level. Since this is your first day, I'll let you peek at our number one inmate. He's too dangerous to let him around the other inmates. Police Officer: Why? What he'd do? Rob a bank? Frank: Worse! He'd tried to steal the Krabby Patty formula. Police Officer: Oh! Oh-kay. Frank: So that's why we keep him behind these impenetrable 6-inch steel doors. Of course, it helps to lock it. He's gone! He's so small, he could be anywhere! Police Officer: He could be right under our noses! Umm… Frank, where's your mustache? Plankton: Ha-ha! Those fools will never find me now! Ah, come on, baby. You know how long I've been in stir. Karen: Get out! And stay out! You two time loser! Plankton: After everything I've done for you! Karen: BEAT IT, YOU JAIL BIRD, AND TAKE ALL OF YOUR JUNK, TOO! Plankton: Well, that's just great. Hey! It's my old guitar. I used to play it when I was in that band as a kid. Man, those were good times. Okay, everybody! One two… one two three! You know, I don't think I've had any good times.	♪Oh, I wish I was grinding up the Krabby Patties. That's what I really love to do. Take a couple Boo-Ooh-Ooh! And a pinch of Awoogah! A teaspoon of raspberry♪ ♪Then I mix some of this and put it over there, as I write this song.♪
Plankton: He's singing about the Krabby Patty. If I could just get him to explain that song, I'll have the Krabby Patty formula!	♪Mix in some…♪
Plankton: Hi, SpongeBob.	♪Nyah-Nyah-Nyah♪
Plankton: That's a real nice song.	♪Add a splash of wee…♪
Plankton: But could you explain those wee parts?	♪And when I'm done, I chop up some… Love.♪
Plankton: Gahh! Are you out of your mind? Er, I mean, that was a delightful song you were singing.	Thanks, Plankton. Mr. Krabs makes me censor out all the patty ingredients from my lyrics.
Plankton: Oh, that's terrible. Krabs shouldn't stifle a true artist like you! Go ahead and sing your patty song uncensored!	I know what you're doing!
Plankton: What, me? I'm not trying to steal the patty formula!	You want me to… join your band!
Plankton: What band? I don't have a band.	Oh, but you can't fool me! Not when you got an awesome guitar like that! And only a true rocker would have hair as greasy and nasty as yours. It'll be so cool! We could write songs together!
Plankton: Songs? Yes! And you could teach me your Krabby Patty songs!	Yay! Come on, let's go get our band together! Patrick, Patrick!
Patrick: SpongeBob, SpongeBob!	Patrick, I've got big news!
Patrick: Me, too! Me, too!	What's your news?
Patrick: I found out where boogers come from.	Ew, really?
Patrick: Uh-huh. What's your news?	Plankton just asked me to join his Rock-N-Roll band! Can Patrick join our band?
Plankton: Sure, whatever.	Hear that, Patrick? You're in.
Patrick: All right! I play a mean belly.	Wow, Patrick, we're gonna be famous!
Squidward: Give me a break. You don't know anything about music! Too bad you're not a musical genius, like me.	Oh, Squidward…
Squidward: What the…	Would you help us by joining our band?
Squidward: Well, I could help you, but I wouldn't soil my art playing Rock-N-Roll; dressing all in black, wearing boots covered in spikes… playing enormous stadiums filled with screaming, adoring fans… clapping, demanding encores, cheering me… Oh, uh, changed my mind. I'll join your band and help you bottom feeders… But I gotta get in shape first!	Isn't this great, Plankton? Squidward is gonna help us!
Plankton: Hmm? Uh, yeah, great.	You know, Patrick, being in a band gives you the liberty to dress with a little more… Uh, how should I put this?
Patrick: Yeah?	Well, with just a little more…
Patrick: Go ahead, say it, SpongeBob!	You know, pizzazz!
Patrick: Perhaps you didn't notice… My new hairdo.	Whoa-ho-ho, I stand corrected!
Patrick: And unlike your nasty, little wig… Mine is real!	Man, how'd you grow that so fast?
Patrick: Natural talent, watch this…	Whoo, yeah! Dig that fancy follicle work!
Patrick: Hey, check this one out.	Oh, man, Squidward's not gonna want to miss this.
Squidward: Hello?	Hi, Squidward. Aren't you coming to band practice?
Squidward: Are you kidding? I've got a lot of work to do before I'm famous!	Okay, then, we'll keep your seat warm. Patrick?
Patrick: I'm on it. Plankton: Greetings, fellow band-mates.	Hey, Plankton, what's that?
Plankton: T-shirts. Both: Ooh! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!	Ah… Plankton and the… Patty Stealers?
Plankton: Uh, if you guys don't like the name, uh…	I… LOVE IT! It's kind of vague and mysterious.
Patrick: Can I get mine in pink? It looks like a tattoo!	Hey, Plankton, can our first song go like this? And then turn into one of those songs that goes…
Plankton: Yes, perfect. Now all we need are the lyrics. You know something personal. Maybe a secret you know, or a favorite recipe, hmm?	Or… One about my new friend Plankton?
Plankton: Stop it!	Or the ventures of wholesome…
Plankton: The best kind of lyrics are the ones that are deep and revealing. Something only you know… Secret recipe. Patrick: I once searched for my innermost secrets. All I found was this.	Is that what you mean, Plankton? What is that?
Plankton: It's my… uh… recording equipment.	Oh, my gosh! What do I do?
Plankton: Just take a seat here, and I'll strap you in. Now just relax and let the equipment do its job. Now, let's see what's locked in his subconscious.	♪Time to feed him. Time to feed him. Now it's Gary's feeding time. Mrow mrow meow, mrow mrow meow.♪
Plankton: Nope.	♪Brush, brush, brush my teeth. Gently keep them clean.♪
Plankton: The Krabby Patty Formula's gotta be in here somewhere. What's going- I'm a failure.	Cheer up, Plankton. We've still got a whole week before our first gig at the Krusty Krab.

Sandy: We gotta jump off of stuff!

Jump!

Sandy: We gotta ride!

Ride!

Sandy: I don't wanna go to sleep yet!

Wait, Sandy!

Sandy: I can't burn carbs in my sleep!

Sandy?

Sandy: What?!

Sandy, I'm willing to sacrifice any of my time that I haven't already sold to Mr. Krabs to you.

Sandy: Well, I'm glad, SpongeBob, 'cause for the next seven days, it's gonna be you, me, and these sweatbands! Yee-ha! Unnamed Fish #1: Uh... I can explain. Sandy: I'm hotter than a hickory-smoked sausage! Woo-hoo! Girl: Maybe, if we sing that song, he'll come to life. Billy: Ready? Both: Oh, there once was a sandman...

Life's as extreme as you want to make it! Whoo!

Girl: Maybe we didn't sing it right.

Yeahhh... Whew, what a workout. I'm going to be feeling this tomorrow. Ow.

Sandy: I got to say, I'm impressed with you, SpongeBob. You're making this the best prehibernation week ever.

Well, I'd better get home before Gary chews up the sofa again. Good night, Gary.

Sandy: Nothing like a refreshing morning dip, huh, SpongeBob?

W-what h-happened to s-sleeping?

Sandy: I'll be asleep all winter! We only got three days for fun. Well, hurry now! The giant clams like to feed at this hour! Isn't this GREAT?!

Yeah, I've never played extreme jacks before!

Sandy: Okay, SpongeBob, this one's going to be fun! We just whack each other with these giant ear cleaners 'til one of us falls off! On your mark... get set...

Sandy, are you sure we're supposed to be standing up here?

Sandy: Go! Come on, SpongeBob, we're goin' for a tandem ride through the park!

Gee, that sounds safe!...I mean, fun. Okay, I'm ready! I thought you said we were riding through the park, Sandy?

Sandy: I did, SpongeBob: the industrial park! This is where the real action is! This part gets pretty technical! Yee-haw! Now for the speed course. Hold on! I hope we make it! I'm havin' fun, too! Wake up, slowpoke! We're going fly-fishin'!

This squirrel's trying to kill me! Any more of these stunts and I'll be reduced to a puddle! Wait a minute, I've got to talk my way out of this! Sandy, I think I need to tell you something.

Sandy: What is it?

Well, it's just that I'm feeling sort of... I just feel like maybe I need to...

Sandy: Hold that thought, SpongeBob! 'Cause it's time for a down-home favorite! Find the hay in the needle stack!

Ow-ow, ow-ow-ow! ...OUCH.

Sandy: Did you find it?

Not yet.

Sandy: Well I'm going to look over here!

You do that.

Sandy: Found it, SpongeBob! Come on! Best two out of three.

Gotta hide! Uh-G-Gotta hide! Home? No. Gary can't keep a secret. Under a rock? It's so original!

Sandy: SpongeBob?! SpongeBob? Where are you, little square dude? SpongeBob's tie! And all his other little dressin's! But-but he always folds his clothes before running around IN THE NUUUDE! Something terrible must have happened to him! Alright, listen up, y'all! I'm rounding up a search party! SpongeBob's gone missing! Mr. Krabs: Man the lifeboats! Sandy: Alpha Team, you search uptown, Gold Team searches downtown. Any questions? Frank: Gold Team rules! Sandy: Now get movin'! SpongeBob? Someone look up there! Put your doors, and friends into it! Come on! He could be anywhere in these sulfur fields! Clay: Hey, SpongeBo-ob! …Well, at least I still have my personality. Sandy: Check in this here moist cave! Sandy: Status report! Small Fish: He's not at the Poison Sea Urchin cove... Sandy: Well, look again! Vera: He's not at the leech farm! Sandy: Well, look again! Squidward: He's not in my thoughts. Sandy: Well, THINK AGAIN! Attention, Bikini Bottom, the time has come to double, no, triple our efforts! Squidward: How about a break? We've been at it for days! Gale: Think about the children! Sandy: That's a good idea! Use the children to crawl into small places you couldn't normally reach. Frank: This is a load of barnacles... Sandy: I heard that! No one's going anywhere until we find SpongeBob!! Frank: Uh... uh, wait! Uh, here he is! Sandy: That ain't SpongeBob! SpongeBob is square! Francis: I'm ready, I'm ready? Sandy: No you ain't! Clay: I found SquareBob! Sandy: That's just a cereal box. Besides, he's yellow. Charlie: Uh... here he is! Hey, can I go home now? Tina: Oh, look! He's up in the sky! Sandy: He's not...huh? They must have gone to search some more. SpongeBob, where are you?! You under there?! Nope! Unnamed Fish #1: Uhh, I can explain. Sandy: SpongeBob?! Nope! Nope! Nope! SPONGEBOB!!!! WHERE ARE YOU!?!?!?! Unnamed Fish #9: That squirrel's gone crazy. Woman: But she'll never look under a rock.

Ahahaha, you said it! Sandy'll never find us! Hey, wait, you don't understand!

Squidward: Oh, look! It is I, SpongeBob, out here in the open! Sandy: SpongeBob?!

AAAAAHHH! C'MON, LET ME BACK IN! You don't understand!

Sandy: Oh, SpongeBob, I was so worried! I thought something terrible happened! Come on! There's just enough time to go atom smashing!

Sandy, wait!

Sandy: There's no time to wait!! HIBERNATION!!

Sandy, you've got to make time! This is important! I...am a man! Okay, Sandy, I...I...I-I-I CAN'T PLAY WITH YOU ANYMORE! I JUST CAN'T TAKE THE GAMES!! THEY'RE TEARING ME APART!!! There, I said it! Now just promise we can still be friends. Please, Sandy? This isn't easy, I... Sandy? I never thought I'd say it, but thank Neptune for hibernation!

Patrick: WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE?!?! Meredith: Did you get stuck in the pet door again? Isopod: I ain't gonna lie to you, Meredith, , I am not a happy camper! Patrick: Announcer: We'll be right back with The Giant Isopod Stuck in the Pet Door show, after these messages! Nick: Homes, homes, homes, homes, homes! I'm Nick Fishkins and I wanna buy your home! Patrick: What? Nick: You heard me, I wanna buy your home! Patrick: But my home's not for sale. Nick: It doesn't matter to me, any condition, any size, I'll buy your home! Sold! Patrick: Sold? Where am I gonna live now?

What's happening, Patrick, you going on a hike?

Patrick: It's a forever hike.

A forever hike?

Patrick: Yeah. All because of Nick Fishkins.

Who's Nick Fishkins?

Patrick: He shows up on television and buys your home and there's nothing you can do about it. Now I am doomed to walk the seas without a home.

Aw, don't worry, Patrick, you can move in with me. We'll be roommates!

Patrick: Wow! Nick: I'm Nick Fishkins and I wanna buy your home! Sold!

Well, we might as well spend the night here. It's not so bad. We could make a home out of all this trash!

Patrick: Don't forget to make a garage for our new boat! Squidward: Hm? Huh, how strange. Usually, I wake up each morning with a dark feeling of dread gnawing at my stomach. But today, I feel positively... happy! ♪Smilin' rainbows, smilin' sun, smilin' rocks, and vegetation! Look ma, I'm dancing, and hear my song! The world is lovely when nothing is wrong! Everything's smiling, yes even me! Is this what they call feeling happy?!♪

Morning, Squidward!

Squidward: Good morning, SpongeBob! Oh, that's why I felt great this morning, there was no SpongeBob. Patrick: Hi, Squidward! Squidward: Oh, what did you numbskulls do with the trash?

Built a house.

Squidward: What the-- why? Patrick: Cause Nick Fishkins bought my home and then he bought SpongeBob's home.

So now we live here.

Squidward: Oh, why didn't you just use the money that Nick Fishkins gave you to rent a room or buy a new home? Patrick: Well, he hasn't paid us yet!

Yeah, he said it right on the TV, I wanna buy your home! But we haven't seen any money!

Squidward: Ohhh... let me get this straight. You saw a TV commercial of Nick Fishkins saying he would buy your home and without meeting him or signing anything, you believe your homes have been sold? Now doesn't that seem weird, even to you? Patrick: Really weird! Squidward: Oh, listen you dumb-- Uh, you know, looks like you guys got Fishkinned, and well, there's nothing you can do about that!

Ready for work, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Wait a minute! What's the matter with you, boy? You look like you slept in a pile of trash!

A pile-of-trash house! Patrick and I built one out back with all your garbage!

Mr. Krabs: With my garbage? On my land?! I'll be chargin' ye a reasonable rental fee.

How much?

Mr. Krabs: Hmm... your paycheck oughtta cover it!

Gee, I didn't know being homeless was so expensive.

Squidward: Ah, work is done! Now I can go home to a SpongeBob-free zone and rearrange my doily collection!

I miss the old neighborhood! I think I'm gonna visit my old house tonight!

Squidward: Uh, no, no, you don't wanna do that!

Why?

Squidward: Well, a family has moved in there, with a lot of kids, and they don't like to be disturbed.

How many's a lot?

Squidward: Oh, like, pfft, 12 kids!

But if I just ask politely to visit do you think they--

Squidward: And they don't speak English! Uh, the Fishtraps only speak... German! Patrick: Maybe I can move in with whoever's in my house. Squidward: No, no, no, uh, a band lives there now! Patrick: A rock band? Squidward: Um, yes. Patrick: Cause my house is a rock? Squidward: Yes, a big rock band with like eight people and all sorts of musical equipment so there's only room for musicians!

Hey, I could learn German!

Patrick: And I could learn what learn is. Squidward: Mmmm, nice! Ah, it's like a beautiful dream! So peaceful, no more aggravation! What is that porous terror up to now? Oh no, he's expecting a big family that speaks German! Uh, German, hallo?

Ach! Guten morgen! Mein name ist SpongeBob! (Oh! Good morning! My name is SpongeBob!)

Squidward: Say what?

Guten morgen! Mein name ist SpongeBob! Ich bin gekommen um mein alte heimat besuchen. (Good morning! My name is SpongeBob! I have come to visit my old home.)

Squidward: Uh, please, vould you speaken-zee English, I need za bractize!

Huh? Oh, ja, I mean, sure, good morning! My name is SpongeBob, what is your name?

Squidward: Umm... Gerhard.

Well, hello, Gerhard, I used to live here. Just stopped by to visit my old home.

Squidward: Ach, meine Neptune, uh, now is nein such a good time mit the wife and zuch!

Wife? Where is she?

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob. Squidward: She's shy... well, I must be going! Mein wifenz calling me for zupper! She is a fine Gutenchef of Fudenschlop!

Um, would you mind if I stay for zupper? Whatchya having?

Squidward: Umm... kerglooginpfiefer mit schlusinberry klabber sauz.

Kerglooginpfiefer, that's my favorite! Uh, what's your wife's name?

Squidward: I don't know... Hedvig! Dunt movin! Not a schtepp! Nein, nein! No moven sie! Sitz! Hey, man, like, what's happening? Patrick: I missed my house, and I was hoping I could move back in. Squidward: Oh, sorry, dude, no room. This place is, like, filled with band members and musical instruments. Patrick: What do you play? Squidward: Oh, pfft, the electric clarinet. Patrick: There's no such thing! Squidward: Sure there is. Patrick: Prove it! Squidward: I'll be right back!

Oh, Gerhard! Are you coming back?

Squidward:

Hello! You must be Hedvig!

Squidward: Hedvig? Oh, oh ja, that's me, Hedvig!

I have heard so much about your kerglooginpfiefer mit schlusinberry klabber sauz! Can't wait to try it.

Squidward: One-- One second! Tonight's zupper is to go, so please, to go!

Well aren't your twelve little German children gonna sing for me while I eat?

Squidward: I don't have children! I mean- I mean, ja, ja, outside please!

I love outdoor concerts.

Squidward: Uh, groovy enough for ya, man? Patrick: That was great! You should give lessons to my ex-neighbor, Squidward! He stinks! Patrick: What's going on?

Shhh! The Fishtrap children are gonna sing!

Squidward: ♪Ve are der little kiddievinks, der kiddievinks, der kiddievinks, ve are der little kiddievinks, ve love to sing all day!♪

I think the littlest kiddywink is off-key.

Patrick: They need a band. I'll go talk to the guys that live in my old place, and see if they can come over to play along!

Yeah!

Squidward: That's it, I'm done!

Squidward?! What are you doing in the Fishtraps' house?

Squidward: You idiots! It's not the Fishtraps' house, it's your house, and that is still Patrick's house! You just saw a commercial-- that's all! Patrick: So... is Nick Fishkins gonna live in my house? Squidward: He doesn't live in the houses he buys.

Well if he doesn't live in them, what does he do with them?

Squidward: He flips the houses, you dimwits! He buys houses then resells them for a profit! He flips houses for a living! Patrick: He flips houses for a living? Squidward: Yes! And I'm calling Nick Fishkins right now to come over and flip my house, so I can move away!

Poor Squidward. We should do something really nice for him!

Patrick: I know!

Alright, Patrick! On the count of three! One... two... three!

Nick: Say, is this the home of Squidward Tentacles? The one that was for sale?

Sure is!

Nick: Yeesh. This place is a wreck! I'm Nick Fishkins and I do not wanna buy this home! Not sold! Squidward: What happened?

We flipped your house for ya.

Squidward: Who's that driving away? Patrick: That was Nick Fishkins. Squidward: And what did he say? Patrick: He said Yeesh! Who'd wanna live in that thing? Not sold! Squidward: I... I can't believe you did that! SpongeBob and Patrick: You're welcome! Squidward: Ow! Ach du lieber... Frank: …and this is the maximum security level. Since this is your first day, I'll let you peek at our number one inmate. He's too dangerous to let him around the other inmates. Police Officer: Why? What he'd do? Rob a bank? Frank: Worse! He'd tried to steal the Krabby Patty formula. Police Officer: Oh! Oh-kay. Frank: So that's why we keep him behind these impenetrable 6-inch steel doors. Of course, it helps to lock it. He's gone! He's so small, he could be anywhere! Police Officer: He could be right under our noses! Umm… Frank, where's your mustache? Plankton: Ha-ha! Those fools will never find me now! Ah, come on, baby. You know how long I've been in stir. Karen: Get out! And stay out! You two time loser! Plankton: After everything I've done for you! Karen: BEAT IT, YOU JAIL BIRD, AND TAKE ALL OF YOUR JUNK, TOO! Plankton: Well, that's just great. Hey! It's my old guitar. I used to play it when I was in that band as a kid. Man, those were good times. Okay, everybody! One two… one two three! You know, I don't think I've had any good times.

♪Oh, I wish I was grinding up the Krabby Patties. That's what I really love to do. Take a couple Boo-Ooh-Ooh! And a pinch of Awoogah! A teaspoon of *raspberry*♪ ♪Then I mix some of this and put it over there, as I write this song.♪

Plankton: He's singing about the Krabby Patty. If I could just get him to explain that song, I'll have the Krabby Patty formula!

♪Mix in some…♪

Plankton: Hi, SpongeBob.

♪Nyah-Nyah-Nyah♪

Plankton: That's a real nice song.

♪Add a splash of wee…♪

Plankton: But could you explain those wee parts?

♪And when I'm done, I chop up some… Love.♪

Plankton: Gahh! Are you out of your mind? Er, I mean, that was a delightful song you were singing.

Thanks, Plankton. Mr. Krabs makes me censor out all the patty ingredients from my lyrics.

Plankton: Oh, that's terrible. Krabs shouldn't stifle a true artist like you! Go ahead and sing your patty song uncensored!

I know what you're doing!

Plankton: What, me? I'm not trying to steal the patty formula!

You want me to… join your band!

Plankton: What band? I don't have a band.

Oh, but you can't fool me! Not when you got an awesome guitar like that! And only a true rocker would have hair as greasy and nasty as yours. It'll be so cool! We could write songs together!

Plankton: Songs? Yes! And you could teach me your Krabby Patty songs!

Yay! Come on, let's go get our band together! Patrick, Patrick!

Patrick: SpongeBob, SpongeBob!

Patrick, I've got big news!

Patrick: Me, too! Me, too!

What's your news?

Patrick: I found out where boogers come from.

Ew, really?

Patrick: Uh-huh. What's your news?

Plankton just asked me to join his Rock-N-Roll band! Can Patrick join our band?

Plankton: Sure, whatever.

Hear that, Patrick? You're in.

Patrick: All right! I play a mean belly.

Wow, Patrick, we're gonna be famous!

Squidward: Give me a break. You don't know anything about music! Too bad you're not a musical genius, like me.

Oh, Squidward…

Squidward: What the…

Would you help us by joining our band?

Squidward: Well, I could help you, but I wouldn't soil my art playing Rock-N-Roll; dressing all in black, wearing boots covered in spikes… playing enormous stadiums filled with screaming, adoring fans… clapping, demanding encores, cheering me… Oh, uh, changed my mind. I'll join your band and help you bottom feeders… But I gotta get in shape first!

Isn't this great, Plankton? Squidward is gonna help us!

Plankton: Hmm? Uh, yeah, great.

You know, Patrick, being in a band gives you the liberty to dress with a little more… Uh, how should I put this?

Patrick: Yeah?

Well, with just a little more…

Patrick: Go ahead, say it, SpongeBob!

You know, pizzazz!

Patrick: Perhaps you didn't notice… My new hairdo.

Whoa-ho-ho, I stand corrected!

Patrick: And unlike your nasty, little wig… Mine is real!

Man, how'd you grow that so fast?

Patrick: Natural talent, watch this…

Whoo, yeah! Dig that fancy follicle work!

Patrick: Hey, check this one out.

Oh, man, Squidward's not gonna want to miss this.

Squidward: Hello?

Hi, Squidward. Aren't you coming to band practice?

Squidward: Are you kidding? I've got a lot of work to do before I'm famous!

Okay, then, we'll keep your seat warm. Patrick?

Patrick: I'm on it. Plankton: Greetings, fellow band-mates.

Hey, Plankton, what's that?

Plankton: T-shirts. Both: Ooh! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy!

Ah… Plankton and the… Patty Stealers?

Plankton: Uh, if you guys don't like the name, uh…

I… LOVE IT! It's kind of vague and mysterious.

Patrick: Can I get mine in pink? It looks like a tattoo!

Hey, Plankton, can our first song go like this? And then turn into one of those songs that goes…

Plankton: Yes, perfect. Now all we need are the lyrics. You know something personal. Maybe a secret you know, or a favorite recipe, hmm?

Or… One about my new friend Plankton?

Plankton: Stop it!

Or the ventures of wholesome…

Plankton: The best kind of lyrics are the ones that are deep and revealing. Something only you know… Secret recipe. Patrick: I once searched for my innermost secrets. All I found was this.

Is that what you mean, Plankton? What is that?

Plankton: It's my… uh… recording equipment.

Oh, my gosh! What do I do?

Plankton: Just take a seat here, and I'll strap you in. Now just relax and let the equipment do its job. Now, let's see what's locked in his subconscious.

♪Time to feed him. Time to feed him. Now it's Gary's feeding time. Mrow mrow meow, mrow mrow meow.♪

Plankton: Nope.

♪Brush, brush, brush my teeth. Gently keep them clean.♪

Plankton: The Krabby Patty Formula's gotta be in here somewhere. What's going- I'm a failure.

Cheer up, Plankton. We've still got a whole week before our first gig at the Krusty Krab.