rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Plankton: At the Krusty Krab?	Uh-huh, but old man Krabs doesn't want us bugging the customers. So, we have to go in after hours when nobody's there.
Plankton: When nobody's there? Squidward: My perfect dream-body. Narrator: One week later… Plankton: Oh, no, it's the cops. I can't let them see me!	Why?
Plankton: Why? Uh, cops are autograph hounds. Yeah, they're always after me.	Mm, that's tough. Don't worry, I'll hide you.
Officer John: Hey, what are you kids up to this late at night?	We're on our way to our first gig. We're in a band.
Officer John: A band, huh, well, that's, uh… Oh. Uh, you've got a, uh…	Got a, uh, what?
Officer John: Uh… It's right…	Yes?
Officer John: Just keep your nose clean, kid.	Sure thing, officer. They're gone.
Plankton: You will never speak of this to anyone. Come on, come on, hurry up.	Don't worry, I just need to get the key out.
Plankton: Give me that, you incompetent fool. Yes, the Krabby Patty Formula's mine! Uh, I mean, we'll have a great time! Now where does Krabs keep that formula?	Whoo, let's rock!
Patrick: Yeah! Squidward: We're gonna be stars!	All right! Squidward, are you ready?
Squidward: I'm ready!	Okay! Patrick, are you ready? Plankton, are you ready? Plankton? PLANKTON!
Plankton: Uh… I'm ready?	Wait a minute… Was this band just a front so you could steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula?
Plankton: What? No, I was in it for the music, man! Plankton: Well, at least I'm back to my old cell. Police Officer: Oh, no, you're not. We've got a special cell for you. Plankton: But I liked my old cell. Police Officer: Then you're gonna love this one.	There's no time to waste, Plankton. We've only got 22 years to practice before our next gig. A one and a two…
French Narrator: Today, we study the gentle of rhythm of the sea. Narrator: Gentle rhythm! Oh, never mind. Gary: Meow.	Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Ocean wave!! Tropical breeze.
Patrick: Whirlpool!	Reverse Whirlpool!
Squidward: SpongeBob, turn that noise off! This'll get his attention.	Oh! Oh.
Squidward: Sponge...	Oh, Squidward! You've swallowed your clarinet again. I'll get it!
Squidward: No! No! Don't... touch... me!	I'll get a better look. Mmmmm. It's too dark. This calls for extreme measures. Got it. Hey, the pointy bit at the end is missing!
Squidward: It's called a reeEEEEeeed!	What's a reeEEEEeeed!?
Squidward: Great! My reed... is still... stuck in my... throat! And it's all your fault!	There's only one thing to do. We gotta see Sandy.
Sandy: Hmm. Just as I thought. You have that pointy bit from the end of your clarinet stuck in your throat. That was clumsy of you. Squidward: I didn't! It was SpongeBob who... Sandy: Well, there's nothing to do for it, but surgery.	Oooooooh!
Sandy: Now is my chance to try out my new invention - the solution to your problem. Squidward: A submarine? Sandy: That's right, Squidward. Let me show ya. This whole lab is called the Chamber of Shrinkage. I'll shrink the sub and myself to microscopic size... ...then navigate through your brain, down into your throat, then extract the reed from inside. Simple! Squidward: Why don't you just shrink the reed? Sandy: Oh, Squidward, always wanting to do it the hard way. We're all set, Squidward! Are you ready for the sedative? Squidward: Are you sure this is safe? Sandy: Completely! As long as someone competent is behind the wheel. Hey, what's that?!? Hi-yah! Sweet dreams, partner. Oops! I forgot to pack food for the trip. I've got to get some supplies from my treedome, and I need you to guard the submarine while I'm gone. Do you think you can handle it, SpongeBob?	Can do, Sandy! Hut-hut-hut, hut-hut-hut! Hut-hut-hut, huttidy-hut-hut!
Patrick: Hi, SpongeBob.	Hello citizen!
Patrick: What are you doing?	Guarding Sandy's submarine.
Patrick: Wow, I've never been in a submarine. Let's look inside!	Can't. I'm guarding it.
Patrick: Oh, man! Could you guard it from the inside?	You're riiiight! Patrick, you're a genius!
SpongeBob and Patrick: Ooohhh!	SpongeBob and Patrick reporting for guard duty!
Patrick: Hmm... Shrink. I do have a lot of issues. SpongeBob and Patrick: Prettyyyy. Sandy: I'm back, SpongeBob! Uh-oh... Patrick: You're so tiny! Ahhh!! A giant SpongeBob!! Sandy: PATRICK! SPONGEBOB! Patrick: Sandy's grown to gigantic size!	I don't think Sandy grew, Patrick. I think we shrunk!
Patrick: That's silly. Don't you think it's more likely that the entire world grew? Sandy: Hi, Squidward. Well, the submarine is safely inside you. Squidward: Wonderful. Wait! If you're out here, then who's in here?! Sandy: Well, why don't you take a look for yourself? Squidward: SpongeBob and Patrick are piloting a miniature submarine inside my head?!?! SpongeBob and Patrick... SpongeBob and... Sandy: You better calm down, Squidward. With them little critters inside you, I wouldn't be moving around too much. You could knock them into something important. [Squidward swallows nervously and stops. The submarine is shown inside Squidward's nose.	Where are we, Patrick??
Patrick: I don't know, but it's a real dump. Sandy: SpongeBob, Patrick! Can you hear me?	It's Sandy!
Patrick: She's in there?!?! I'LL SAVE YOU, SANDY!!! Sandy: Stop it, you itty-bitty idiot!	Sandy, where are you? Where are we!?
Sandy: You're trespassing, SpongeBob -- in my lab, in my submarine -- and you're trespassing inside of Squidward! Patrick: I thought this place was in bad shape? Squidward: I heard that! Sandy: Let's get you out of there, SpongeBob. All you need to do is locate the autopilot. It'll safely take you through your mission and then out the extraction point.	Um... we broke it.
Sandy: Stop it! What are you trying to do? Kill him?! Sandy: This is approximately 17 times harder to drive than a boat mobile. Which you've never successfully done... so, just take it nice and easy.	No problemo! Nice and... EASYYYYYY!!!!!
Squidward: So, how's it going? I can't control my eyeballs!! Sandy: Don't worry, it's temporary. Now, just sign this! Squidward: Okay... now what is this!?! Sandy: Oh, just your autograph for when you're, uh... famous. Squidward: Oh, of course. I've got head shots, you know. What the...!? Sandy: Squidward! Squidward: What's happening??	Give me that!
Patrick: No, give it back! Sandy: They're hitting your central nervous system! Squidward: Oh, ya think? Sandy: You're not in control of your actions! Hey! Squidward: Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not in control of my actions... Sandy: They've gone off course! Oh my gosh! You're out of control!	Eww, where are we? MAYDAY! MAYDAY! WE'RE SINKING, AND PATRICK WON'T STOP SCREAMING!
Sandy: The stomach acid levels are way too high!	The reserve tanks are almost empty. PATRICK!
Patrick: Finished! Sandy: SpongeBob, you gotta get out of there. It's a straight shot up the stomach to the esophagus where the reed is. You can complete your mission if we can just access an alternative fuel. Like natural gas.	Natural gas?
Patrick: Like this! Squidward: Stop burping inside me, that's disgusting! Sandy: Wait a minute, Squidward. He might be on to something. Squidward: What? Sandy: If you can make a big enough burp... Patrick: We can filter the CO2 through our ballast tanks, refire the engines, and ride the shock wave out of here.	Wow...
Sandy: He's right. Squidward: What!? Sandy: We're going through with your plan, Patrick!	Yay!
Patrick: What plan? Sandy: Now burp, Squidward! Lives are on the line!!	I never thought it would end this way... It's working!
SpongeBob and Patrick: Wheeeeee! Sandy: They're headed for the esophagus! Phew, what have you been eating!? Squidward: Morons.	SpongeBob to Sandy. We've reached the foreign obstruction.
Sandy: Okay, you're going to have to go out and dislodge it somehow.	I'm already on it.
French Narrator: Two hours later.	This stupid hammer won't break anything.
Patrick: SpongeBob, do what you were born to do. Dance!	You're right, Patrick! Whirlpool Spin!!
Sandy: Good work, guys. Mission accomplished. Now all you have to do is... Squidward: Get out of my body! GO! Patrick: Grow? Sandy, Squidward, and SpongeBob: Noooooo!!! Mr. Krabs: Almost ready to open. There. Squidward: Good morning, Mr. Krabs... Mr. Krabs: Hello, Squidward. Neptune's trousers! What's gotten into you?	Reporting for Duty, Mr. Krabs.
Patrick: Squidward, the toilet's backed up again. Johnny Elaine: Witnesses are flocking around the unveiling of Bikini Bottom's newest bank: The Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank. Mayor: The first one hundred customers who join Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank will receive instant interest on their deposit. Mr. Krabs: Instant interest?! Well, that's practically giving money away! SpongeBob! You're in charge while I run down to the Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank! I gotta get down there before they run out of dough! Money, here I co- Oo-oo-oh... Nancy Suzy Fish: Thanks for banking with Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank! And here's your instant interest. Gus: Free moolah, just for joining?! Yes! Mr. Krabs: I'm in money heaven! Officer John: Heads up! We got a live one... Nancy Suzy Fish: Welcome to Bank of Bikini... Mr. Krabs: Yeah, hi! I want to see all of your money! Nancy Suzy Fish: Excuse me? Mr. Krabs: Show me where the money lives! I'd bet you got a lot! I'd like to see all of it! I'm a huge fan of money! Oh! H-Hey! Get your hands off... Anchovies... Mr. Krabs: Good day, madam! I would like to take a look at your safe, please! Nancy Suzy Fish: Sure thing, sir... Mr. Krabs: Not again... Scallops! Mr. Krabs: Good day, gentlemen! Officer John and Nat Peterson: Good day, ma'am! Mr. Krabs: Hello, young missy! Nancy Suzy Fish: Well hello, ma'am. How can we help you today? Mr. Krabs: So far so good... Nancy Suzy Fish: Ma'am? Mr. Krabs: They haven't thrown me out yet... Nancy Suzy Fish: Ma'am? Mr. Krabs: It's all coming together now... Nancy Suzy Fish: Can I help you, ma'am? A withdraw? A transfer? Anything!? Free interest!? Mr. Krabs: Oh, Oh-ho-oh yes! I'll have that please! Nancy Suzy Fish: Okay, but you'll have to make a deposit first. Mr. Krabs: Oh, of course! Here's me prized penny to deposit it into a new account! Nancy Suzy Fish: Okay! I'll set it right up! Mr. Krabs: Wait! Uh, what'cha doing? Penny doesn't want to be crammed in there with all those other coins. She wants a money condo of her own! Nancy Suzy Fish: Okay. You want a safe deposit box then? Mr. Krabs: Oh, yes! Penny will have one of those! Nancy Suzy Fish: Uh, this way please. Mr. Krabs: Wait! Can i...have one moment with me penny? Alone? Nancy Suzy Fish: Make it quick. We're closing in five minutes. Mr. Krabs: Oh, penny...I'm gonna miss ye... It's inhuman I tell ya! Penny, penny...one last kiss goodbye. It's just you and me now little penny! It's a wee bit cramped in here! Nat Peterson: Oh, well that looks secure... Were you people trained in a barn? Mr. Krabs: This can't be true! 'Tis true! I landed in money nirvan-er! Me wildest dreams finally come true!	Mr. Krabs, I'm done watering down the ketchup. Did you want me to... Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs!
Squidward: Would you pipe down!?	Sorry, Squidward! I can't find Mr. Krabs and he said he'd be right back! I'm getting a little concerned...
Squidward: That's nice...and...interesting...	I can't take it anymore! I'm gonna go look for him! Hold on, Mr. Krabs! I'm coming for ya! Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: Well, time to head home! Whoo hoo! I hope to see each and every one of ya on the outside! Blimey, I'm locked in! I guess I'm trapped here all night! With all of this moolah! So much moolah... But no one to tell about it! Time to rustle up me some friends!	Oh, hi Pearl! Is Mr. Krabs here?
Pearl: No.	Pearl, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but Mr. Krabs is missing!
Pearl: Oh my gosh.	I know!
Pearl: Oh, my, gosh.	Don't worry! I'll find him!
Pearl: Oh my gosh! Call him on his cell! Mr. Krabs: You look absolutely stunning tonight, Mrs. Greenback. Waiter! Oui, oui, monsieur, what can I get you and zee lady tonight? The lady would like to start with a million clams. A side of investments, and hold the taxes. I'll have the same. But with extra no taxes. Eh. Such a friendly fella. Good lookin' too. I'm almost gonna regret not leavin' him a tip. Hello?	Mr. Krabs? Are you okay?
Mr. Krabs: I'm fine boy! In fact, I'm dancing with a beautiful lady.	Oh, that's nice.
Mr. Krabs: Yes, and she's made entirely out of money.	What? Where are you?
Mr. Krabs: I'm locked in the bank vault, and having the time of me life. Oh, and I think I'm running out of oxygen, and it's making me lose my mind.	I gotta save Mr. Krabs! Patrick! Patrick, you gotta help me, buddy! I need to break into a bank!
Patrick: What?! SpongeBob SquarePants, we have been friends for a long time, and you've asked me to do some crazy things over the years. But breaking into a bank? Has to be the coolest! Mr. Krabs: Ah. This is the life. Sun, sand, and surf. And of course. Mrs. Greenback by my side. What's that? Ah, don't start on me now. I'm sure this remote island has a food source! Krabs just hasn't found it yet, that's all. I'll just… eh, Heh eh-heh. So hungry.	Coast is clear! What's the plan, buddy?
Patrick: Okay. First we climb up the walls. Then, we slide down the chimney and eat up all the milk and cookies they left out for us!	Well, I don't see a chimney. But we could try getting in through a roof vent. If only we had a way to scale this wall.
Patrick: Luckily, I brought the bank breaking kit! Uh. How about this?	A bunch of old shoelaces?
Patrick: It's as close as I'll ever get to having shoes.	I wish we had something stronger. But this'll have to do.
Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob! I got an idea! Let's use this grappling hook!	This vent will surely lead us straight to Mr. Krabs!
Patrick: Let's get him! Cool! Let's do that again!	Not now, Patrick. We're running out of time. And more importantly, Mr. Krabs is running out of oxygen.
Mr. Krabs: Ohhh! So hungry! Oh, why did I come to this uninhabit-abl-able island? Why did I do it? What! Huh, why did I say all that to Mrs. Greenback? I miss her… why isn't she? Mrs. Greenback! Where could she be? What have I done? Ah! Ms. Greenback! Oh, Ms. Greenback. You're okay! I was so worried. I'm so sorry, you must never run away like that again. What's this?! Ah! Little miss! What the Neptune?! A slimy money dragon! You're not sucking away me fortune without a fight! Give me back Mrs. Greenback you beast!	Patrick, you ready?
Patrick: This lock won't know what hit it!	Ah, careful Patrick. Use finesse.
Patrick: Oh, right! I'll use the finesse. Bank Manager: Good morning, gentlemen. Patrick: We've been rumbled! Run! Scatter! Scamper! Save yourself! Bank Manager: What's all this about? May I help you with anything, sir?	Ah. Yes, I need to make a withdrawal. I need to withdraw one Mr. Krabs!
Bank Manager: I assure you, Mr. SquarePants, we've received no such deposit. Mr. Krabs: I've gotcha now, money sucker! That does it, Lizard-breath! It's you or me, now! Just you and me! Ooh! I conquered the money dragon! Victory! Woo! Bank Manager: Security! And don't forget your… eh… deposit. Mr. Krabs: You know, boyo. Through this whole ordeal, I've learned a little something about greed. A little something about isolation. Heh. Even a little something about love. And you know what I realized through it all?	That you can't put a price on freedom?
Mr. Krabs: Barnacles no, boy! I realized that they didn't pay interest on me deposit! Hey, you cheapskates! Give me me interest! Well. What do you know? I doubled me money. Squidward: One glorious week without those two...	Hey!
Squidward: ...Idiots! SpongeBob and Patrick: Hi, Squidward!	Hold on, Squidward! You should be more careful.
Patrick: Tisk, tisk... tisk! Squidward: Would you two go away and stop ruining my vacation?!	Vacation? Gee, I didn't think Mr. Krabs gave us any vacations.
Squidward: I found someone to cover for me. Old Man Walker: One Krabby Patty coming up, sir.	Where are you going on your vacation, Squidward?
Squidward: If you must know, I'm going to Porpoise Peak to bask in the melodious sounds of the Warbling Water Lily. Which only blooms once every five hundred years. And I'm going alone. }}	I know! Patrick and I will come along, and we can all be alone together.
Squidward: Oh no, you're not messing up my vacation. Now beat it! If I don't get moving, I'm gonna miss it.	Oh, we'll help you pack.
Squidward: No way, you idiots will just break... ...everything? Oh. Patrick: Hold it! We forgot to pack this. Squidward: What? No, don't! Stop! SpongeBob, Patrick, and Squidward: Phew. Patrick: You could buff that out. Squidward: How could?!... Why would?!... I can't believe it! I'll never see the warbling water-lily bloom now. SpongeBob and Patrick: Oh. Poor Squidward.	Oh! I have an idea.
Patrick: Really? What's that like? Squidward: Little monsters. They oughta be locked up. Throw away the key and then... Locked up and throw them away. Oh, oh, phew. It was only a nightmare.	Good morning, Squidward.
Squidward: Would you get out of my bedroom?!	We're not in your bedroom, silly.
Squidward: What? How did I get here?	Patrick and I mo-
Squidward: Actually, I don't care. Goodbye, SpongeB- SpongeBob, why is your house... driving on the road?! Patrick: Because we turned it into an RV!	We didn't want you to miss that flower blooming.
Squidward: Okay. Hold on. Who's driving? Patrick: It's on Autosnail. Gary: Meow.	Come on, let's get breakfast.
Squidward: Hey, this looks pretty good. Patrick: Are you gonna eat that?	Hey, Patrick, let's give Gary a break.
Patrick: Disengaging Autosnail! Gary: Meow, meow, meow, meow. Patrick: Let's see what this pineapple can do! On the road! Squidward: We gotta get off this road! Patrick: No problem.	Oh! Hi, Squidward.
Squidward: I'm not here! This isn't happening!	We're here!
Squidward: Huh? The warbling water lily! Oh, so beautiful! And I have it all to my... Ow! My back! Huh? Where is it? Patrick: Is this that babbling buttercup you were looking for? Squidward: Well, that's one more vacation down the drain. May as well go home.	Well, we got a long drive ahead of us. We better go before go if you know what I mean-o.
Patrick: Not really.	Now, Squidward, don't leave without us.
Squidward: Huh? Of course not! Only a monster would leave you behind. So I'm a monster. They'll be fine. Alone. On top of a mountain. In the middle of nowhere. D'oh, I can't do it!	Hey, you're really getting the hang of using toilet paper, Patrick.
Patrick: And next week, I'm starting on two-ply.	I'll get another roll from the RV. Hey, where is the RV?
Patrick: Well, maybe those guys have seen it. Hey, hey! Have you seen our pineapple? Squidward: Oh no, I'm too late! Don't you dare eat those morons!	Squidward, they weren't eating us.
Patrick: We were just having a tickle fight.	Sea bears love it when you tickle their bellies.
Patrick: But they hate it when you karate chop their hineys. Squidward: Uh, tickle, tickle?	Squidward, they'll leave you alone if you play dead!
Patrick: This will help! Catch!	Bye. Call me. You got my number. Wow! Was that a fun road trip or was that a fun road trip?
Patrick: The funnerest! Squidward: More like the worst road trip. My one chance to hear the warbling water lily and you ruined it!	Are you sure about that, Squidward? Ohh, poor thing just needs some love.
Squidward: The warbling water lily! So beautiful.	Oh, my ears! My ears! It hurts! It hurts! We're so happy for you, Squidward!
Patrick: Engage Autosnail!	7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, whoa! Open for business!
Squidward: Yeah, whoo.	Oh, Mr. Krabs, Mr. Krabs, can I do it today? Huh? Can I? Can I do it?
Mr. Krabs: I suppose you can have the honor today, lad. Squidward: 37... 38...	Freshness, check. Buns, check. Fresh patties. Check. Oh, silly me, I'm forgetting one more minor detail. Oh, yeah. Is it getting hot in here? Or is it just you? Ah! Two Krabby Patties. P.S., SpongeBob, you're an idiot. Love, Squidward. Aw, love you, too, Squiddy. Two Krabby Patties, coming right up! Whoa! Hmm. Whew, this thing is stuck pretty good. Whoa! I guess this is it. Oh, you really saved me! Whoa! Hey, a splinter. Okay, well, it's been nice knowing you but you have got to go. Now. Okay, out we go. Oh, that kinda' hurts. Come on. Ooh, that really hurts. Oh, barnacles, this hurts! Conch-shelled manatees, this is painful! Okay, you're tough, you're smart, and you're charming, but you are still no match for me! Look! A bald eagle with a mustache! Okay, fine, stay. But I hope you like making Krabby Patties.
Nat: Excuse me, sir, but, um, I ordered a couple Krabby Patties a while ago, and I'm wondering when they'll be out. Squidward: Looks like I'm crushing your face. Peterson: So, will they be ready soon? Squidward: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don't move too much, it ruins it.	Ow. Ow. Ow. You're making this a little bit difficult. Luckily, I am ambidextrous! Perfection!
Squidward: I hear you! I hear you!	Okay, good, 'cause these two Krabby Patties are ready!
Squidward: SpongeBob?	Yes?
Squidward: Can I ask you something?	Yes.
Squidward: What's that?	What's what?
Squidward: You know.	Know what?

Plankton: At the Krusty Krab?

Uh-huh, but old man Krabs doesn't want us bugging the customers. So, we have to go in after hours when nobody's there.

Plankton: When nobody's there? Squidward: My perfect dream-body. Narrator: One week later… Plankton: Oh, no, it's the cops. I can't let them see me!

Why?

Plankton: Why? Uh, cops are autograph hounds. Yeah, they're always after me.

Mm, that's tough. Don't worry, I'll hide you.

Officer John: Hey, what are you kids up to this late at night?

We're on our way to our first gig. We're in a band.

Officer John: A band, huh, well, that's, uh… Oh. Uh, you've got a, uh…

Got a, uh, what?

Officer John: Uh… It's right…

Yes?

Officer John: Just keep your nose clean, kid.

Sure thing, officer. They're gone.

Plankton: You will never speak of this to anyone. Come on, come on, hurry up.

Don't worry, I just need to get the key out.

Plankton: Give me that, you incompetent fool. Yes, the Krabby Patty Formula's mine! Uh, I mean, we'll have a great time! Now where does Krabs keep that formula?

Whoo, let's rock!

Patrick: Yeah! Squidward: We're gonna be stars!

All right! Squidward, are you ready?

Squidward: I'm ready!

Okay! Patrick, are you ready? Plankton, are you ready? Plankton? PLANKTON!

Plankton: Uh… I'm ready?

Wait a minute… Was this band just a front so you could steal the Krabby Patty Secret Formula?

Plankton: What? No, I was in it for the music, man! Plankton: Well, at least I'm back to my old cell. Police Officer: Oh, no, you're not. We've got a special cell for you. Plankton: But I liked my old cell. Police Officer: Then you're gonna love this one.

There's no time to waste, Plankton. We've only got 22 years to practice before our next gig. A one and a two…

French Narrator: Today, we study the gentle of rhythm of the sea. Narrator: Gentle rhythm! Oh, never mind. Gary: Meow.

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Ocean wave!! Tropical breeze.

Patrick: Whirlpool!

Reverse Whirlpool!

Squidward: SpongeBob, turn that noise off! This'll get his attention.

Oh! Oh.

Squidward: Sponge...

Oh, Squidward! You've swallowed your clarinet again. I'll get it!

Squidward: No! No! Don't... touch... me!

I'll get a better look. Mmmmm. It's too dark. This calls for extreme measures. Got it. Hey, the pointy bit at the end is missing!

Squidward: It's called a reeEEEEeeed!

What's a reeEEEEeeed!?

Squidward: Great! My reed... is still... stuck in my... throat! And it's all your fault!

There's only one thing to do. We gotta see Sandy.

Sandy: Hmm. Just as I thought. You have that pointy bit from the end of your clarinet stuck in your throat. That was clumsy of you. Squidward: I didn't! It was SpongeBob who... Sandy: Well, there's nothing to do for it, but surgery.

Oooooooh!

Sandy: Now is my chance to try out my new invention - the solution to your problem. Squidward: A submarine? Sandy: That's right, Squidward. Let me show ya. This whole lab is called the Chamber of Shrinkage. I'll shrink the sub and myself to microscopic size... ...then navigate through your brain, down into your throat, then extract the reed from inside. Simple! Squidward: Why don't you just shrink the reed? Sandy: Oh, Squidward, always wanting to do it the hard way. We're all set, Squidward! Are you ready for the sedative? Squidward: Are you sure this is safe? Sandy: Completely! As long as someone competent is behind the wheel. Hey, what's that?!? Hi-yah! Sweet dreams, partner. Oops! I forgot to pack food for the trip. I've got to get some supplies from my treedome, and I need you to guard the submarine while I'm gone. Do you think you can handle it, SpongeBob?

Can do, Sandy! Hut-hut-hut, hut-hut-hut! Hut-hut-hut, huttidy-hut-hut!

Patrick: Hi, SpongeBob.

Hello citizen!

Patrick: What are you doing?

Guarding Sandy's submarine.

Patrick: Wow, I've never been in a submarine. Let's look inside!

Can't. I'm guarding it.

Patrick: Oh, man! Could you guard it from the inside?

You're riiiight! Patrick, you're a genius!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Ooohhh!

SpongeBob and Patrick reporting for guard duty!

Patrick: Hmm... Shrink. I do have a lot of issues. SpongeBob and Patrick: Prettyyyy. Sandy: I'm back, SpongeBob! Uh-oh... Patrick: You're so tiny! Ahhh!! A giant SpongeBob!! Sandy: PATRICK! SPONGEBOB! Patrick: Sandy's grown to gigantic size!

I don't think Sandy grew, Patrick. I think we shrunk!

Patrick: That's silly. Don't you think it's more likely that the entire world grew? Sandy: Hi, Squidward. Well, the submarine is safely inside you. Squidward: Wonderful. Wait! If you're out here, then who's in here?! Sandy: Well, why don't you take a look for yourself? Squidward: SpongeBob and Patrick are piloting a miniature submarine inside my head?!?! SpongeBob and Patrick... SpongeBob and... Sandy: You better calm down, Squidward. With them little critters inside you, I wouldn't be moving around too much. You could knock them into something important. [Squidward swallows nervously and stops. The submarine is shown inside Squidward's nose.

Where are we, Patrick??

Patrick: I don't know, but it's a real dump. Sandy: SpongeBob, Patrick! Can you hear me?

It's Sandy!

Patrick: She's in there?!?! I'LL SAVE YOU, SANDY!!! Sandy: Stop it, you itty-bitty idiot!

Sandy, where are you? Where are we!?

Sandy: You're trespassing, SpongeBob -- in my lab, in my submarine -- and you're trespassing inside of Squidward! Patrick: I thought this place was in bad shape? Squidward: I heard that! Sandy: Let's get you out of there, SpongeBob. All you need to do is locate the autopilot. It'll safely take you through your mission and then out the extraction point.

Um... we broke it.

Sandy: Stop it! What are you trying to do? Kill him?! Sandy: This is approximately 17 times harder to drive than a boat mobile. Which you've never successfully done... so, just take it nice and easy.

No problemo! Nice and... EASYYYYYY!!!!!

Squidward: So, how's it going? I can't control my eyeballs!! Sandy: Don't worry, it's temporary. Now, just sign this! Squidward: Okay... now what is this!?! Sandy: Oh, just your autograph for when you're, uh... famous. Squidward: Oh, of course. I've got head shots, you know. What the...!? Sandy: Squidward! Squidward: What's happening??

Give me that!

Patrick: No, give it back! Sandy: They're hitting your central nervous system! Squidward: Oh, ya think? Sandy: You're not in control of your actions! Hey! Squidward: Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not in control of my actions... Sandy: They've gone off course! Oh my gosh! You're out of control!

Eww, where are we? MAYDAY! MAYDAY! WE'RE SINKING, AND PATRICK WON'T STOP SCREAMING!

Sandy: The stomach acid levels are way too high!

The reserve tanks are almost empty. PATRICK!

Patrick: Finished! Sandy: SpongeBob, you gotta get out of there. It's a straight shot up the stomach to the esophagus where the reed is. You can complete your mission if we can just access an alternative fuel. Like natural gas.

Natural gas?

Patrick: Like this! Squidward: Stop burping inside me, that's disgusting! Sandy: Wait a minute, Squidward. He might be on to something. Squidward: What? Sandy: If you can make a big enough burp... Patrick: We can filter the CO2 through our ballast tanks, refire the engines, and ride the shock wave out of here.

Wow...

Sandy: He's right. Squidward: What!? Sandy: We're going through with your plan, Patrick!

Yay!

Patrick: What plan? Sandy: Now burp, Squidward! Lives are on the line!!

I never thought it would end this way... It's working!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Wheeeeee! Sandy: They're headed for the esophagus! Phew, what have you been eating!? Squidward: Morons.

SpongeBob to Sandy. We've reached the foreign obstruction.

Sandy: Okay, you're going to have to go out and dislodge it somehow.

I'm already on it.

French Narrator: Two hours later.

This stupid hammer won't break anything.

Patrick: SpongeBob, do what you were born to do. Dance!

You're right, Patrick! Whirlpool Spin!!

Sandy: Good work, guys. Mission accomplished. Now all you have to do is... Squidward: Get out of my body! GO! Patrick: Grow? Sandy, Squidward, and SpongeBob: Noooooo!!! Mr. Krabs: Almost ready to open. There. Squidward: Good morning, Mr. Krabs... Mr. Krabs: Hello, Squidward. Neptune's trousers! What's gotten into you?

Reporting for Duty, Mr. Krabs.

Patrick: Squidward, the toilet's backed up again. Johnny Elaine: Witnesses are flocking around the unveiling of Bikini Bottom's newest bank: The Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank. Mayor: The first one hundred customers who join Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank will receive instant interest on their deposit. Mr. Krabs: Instant interest?! Well, that's practically giving money away! SpongeBob! You're in charge while I run down to the Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank! I gotta get down there before they run out of dough! Money, here I co- Oo-oo-oh... Nancy Suzy Fish: Thanks for banking with Bank of Bikini Bottom Bank! And here's your instant interest. Gus: Free moolah, just for joining?! Yes! Mr. Krabs: I'm in money heaven! Officer John: Heads up! We got a live one... Nancy Suzy Fish: Welcome to Bank of Bikini... Mr. Krabs: Yeah, hi! I want to see all of your money! Nancy Suzy Fish: Excuse me? Mr. Krabs: Show me where the money lives! I'd bet you got a lot! I'd like to see all of it! I'm a huge fan of money! Oh! H-Hey! Get your hands off... Anchovies... Mr. Krabs: Good day, madam! I would like to take a look at your safe, please! Nancy Suzy Fish: Sure thing, sir... Mr. Krabs: Not again... Scallops! Mr. Krabs: Good day, gentlemen! Officer John and Nat Peterson: Good day, ma'am! Mr. Krabs: Hello, young missy! Nancy Suzy Fish: Well hello, ma'am. How can we help you today? Mr. Krabs: So far so good... Nancy Suzy Fish: Ma'am? Mr. Krabs: They haven't thrown me out yet... Nancy Suzy Fish: Ma'am? Mr. Krabs: It's all coming together now... Nancy Suzy Fish: Can I help you, ma'am? A withdraw? A transfer? Anything!? Free interest!? Mr. Krabs: Oh, Oh-ho-oh yes! I'll have that please! Nancy Suzy Fish: Okay, but you'll have to make a deposit first. Mr. Krabs: Oh, of course! Here's me prized penny to deposit it into a new account! Nancy Suzy Fish: Okay! I'll set it right up! Mr. Krabs: Wait! Uh, what'cha doing? Penny doesn't want to be crammed in there with all those other coins. She wants a money condo of her own! Nancy Suzy Fish: Okay. You want a safe deposit box then? Mr. Krabs: Oh, yes! Penny will have one of those! Nancy Suzy Fish: Uh, this way please. Mr. Krabs: Wait! Can i...have one moment with me penny? Alone? Nancy Suzy Fish: Make it quick. We're closing in five minutes. Mr. Krabs: Oh, penny...I'm gonna miss ye... It's inhuman I tell ya! Penny, penny...one last kiss goodbye. It's just you and me now little penny! It's a wee bit cramped in here! Nat Peterson: Oh, well that looks secure... Were you people trained in a barn? Mr. Krabs: This can't be true! 'Tis true! I landed in money nirvan-er! Me wildest dreams finally come true!

Mr. Krabs, I'm done watering down the ketchup. Did you want me to... Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs? Mr. Krabs!

Squidward: Would you pipe down!?

Sorry, Squidward! I can't find Mr. Krabs and he said he'd be right back! I'm getting a little concerned...

Squidward: That's nice...and...interesting...

I can't take it anymore! I'm gonna go look for him! Hold on, Mr. Krabs! I'm coming for ya! Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Well, time to head home! Whoo hoo! I hope to see each and every one of ya on the outside! Blimey, I'm locked in! I guess I'm trapped here all night! With all of this moolah! So much moolah... But no one to tell about it! Time to rustle up me some friends!

Oh, hi Pearl! Is Mr. Krabs here?

Pearl: No.

Pearl, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but Mr. Krabs is missing!

Pearl: Oh my gosh.

I know!

Pearl: Oh, my, gosh.

Don't worry! I'll find him!

Pearl: Oh my gosh! Call him on his cell! Mr. Krabs: You look absolutely stunning tonight, Mrs. Greenback. Waiter! Oui, oui, monsieur, what can I get you and zee lady tonight? The lady would like to start with a million clams. A side of investments, and hold the taxes. I'll have the same. But with extra no taxes. Eh. Such a friendly fella. Good lookin' too. I'm almost gonna regret not leavin' him a tip. Hello?

Mr. Krabs? Are you okay?

Mr. Krabs: I'm fine boy! In fact, I'm dancing with a beautiful lady.

Oh, that's nice.

Mr. Krabs: Yes, and she's made entirely out of money.

What? Where are you?

Mr. Krabs: I'm locked in the bank vault, and having the time of me life. Oh, and I think I'm running out of oxygen, and it's making me lose my mind.

I gotta save Mr. Krabs! Patrick! Patrick, you gotta help me, buddy! I need to break into a bank!

Patrick: What?! SpongeBob SquarePants, we have been friends for a long time, and you've asked me to do some crazy things over the years. But breaking into a bank? Has to be the coolest! Mr. Krabs: Ah. This is the life. Sun, sand, and surf. And of course. Mrs. Greenback by my side. What's that? Ah, don't start on me now. I'm sure this remote island has a food source! Krabs just hasn't found it yet, that's all. I'll just… eh, Heh eh-heh. So hungry.

Coast is clear! What's the plan, buddy?

Patrick: Okay. First we climb up the walls. Then, we slide down the chimney and eat up all the milk and cookies they left out for us!

Well, I don't see a chimney. But we could try getting in through a roof vent. If only we had a way to scale this wall.

Patrick: Luckily, I brought the bank breaking kit! Uh. How about this?

A bunch of old shoelaces?

Patrick: It's as close as I'll ever get to having shoes.

I wish we had something stronger. But this'll have to do.

Patrick: Hey, SpongeBob! I got an idea! Let's use this grappling hook!

This vent will surely lead us straight to Mr. Krabs!

Patrick: Let's get him! Cool! Let's do that again!

Not now, Patrick. We're running out of time. And more importantly, Mr. Krabs is running out of oxygen.

Mr. Krabs: Ohhh! So hungry! Oh, why did I come to this uninhabit-abl-able island? Why did I do it? What! Huh, why did I say all that to Mrs. Greenback? I miss her… why isn't she? Mrs. Greenback! Where could she be? What have I done? Ah! Ms. Greenback! Oh, Ms. Greenback. You're okay! I was so worried. I'm so sorry, you must never run away like that again. What's this?! Ah! Little miss! What the Neptune?! A slimy money dragon! You're not sucking away me fortune without a fight! Give me back Mrs. Greenback you beast!

Patrick, you ready?

Patrick: This lock won't know what hit it!

Ah, careful Patrick. Use finesse.

Patrick: Oh, right! I'll use the finesse. Bank Manager: Good morning, gentlemen. Patrick: We've been rumbled! Run! Scatter! Scamper! Save yourself! Bank Manager: What's all this about? May I help you with anything, sir?

Ah. Yes, I need to make a withdrawal. I need to withdraw one Mr. Krabs!

Bank Manager: I assure you, Mr. SquarePants, we've received no such deposit. Mr. Krabs: I've gotcha now, money sucker! That does it, Lizard-breath! It's you or me, now! Just you and me! Ooh! I conquered the money dragon! Victory! Woo! Bank Manager: Security! And don't forget your… eh… deposit. Mr. Krabs: You know, boyo. Through this whole ordeal, I've learned a little something about greed. A little something about isolation. Heh. Even a little something about love. And you know what I realized through it all?

That you can't put a price on freedom?

Mr. Krabs: Barnacles no, boy! I realized that they didn't pay interest on me deposit! Hey, you cheapskates! Give me me interest! Well. What do you know? I doubled me money. Squidward: One glorious week without those two...

Hey!

Squidward: ...Idiots! SpongeBob and Patrick: Hi, Squidward!

Hold on, Squidward! You should be more careful.

Patrick: Tisk, tisk... tisk! Squidward: Would you two go away and stop ruining my vacation?!

Vacation? Gee, I didn't think Mr. Krabs gave us any vacations.

Squidward: I found someone to cover for me. Old Man Walker: One Krabby Patty coming up, sir.

Where are you going on your vacation, Squidward?

Squidward: If you must know, I'm going to Porpoise Peak to bask in the melodious sounds of the Warbling Water Lily. Which only blooms once every five hundred years. And I'm going alone. }}

I know! Patrick and I will come along, and we can all be alone together.

Squidward: Oh no, you're not messing up my vacation. Now beat it! If I don't get moving, I'm gonna miss it.

Oh, we'll help you pack.

Squidward: No way, you idiots will just break... ...everything? Oh. Patrick: Hold it! We forgot to pack this. Squidward: What? No, don't! Stop! SpongeBob, Patrick, and Squidward: Phew. Patrick: You could buff that out. Squidward: How could?!... Why would?!... I can't believe it! I'll never see the warbling water-lily bloom now. SpongeBob and Patrick: Oh. Poor Squidward.

Oh! I have an idea.

Patrick: Really? What's that like? Squidward: Little monsters. They oughta be locked up. Throw away the key and then... Locked up and throw them away. Oh, oh, phew. It was only a nightmare.

Good morning, Squidward.

Squidward: Would you get out of my bedroom?!

We're not in your bedroom, silly.

Squidward: What? How did I get here?

Patrick and I mo-

Squidward: Actually, I don't care. Goodbye, SpongeB- SpongeBob, why is your house... driving on the road?! Patrick: Because we turned it into an RV!

We didn't want you to miss that flower blooming.

Squidward: Okay. Hold on. Who's driving? Patrick: It's on Autosnail. Gary: Meow.

Come on, let's get breakfast.

Squidward: Hey, this looks pretty good. Patrick: Are you gonna eat that?

Hey, Patrick, let's give Gary a break.

Patrick: Disengaging Autosnail! Gary: Meow, meow, meow, meow. Patrick: Let's see what this pineapple can do! On the road! Squidward: We gotta get off this road! Patrick: No problem.

Oh! Hi, Squidward.

Squidward: I'm not here! This isn't happening!

We're here!

Squidward: Huh? The warbling water lily! Oh, so beautiful! And I have it all to my... Ow! My back! Huh? Where is it? Patrick: Is this that babbling buttercup you were looking for? Squidward: Well, that's one more vacation down the drain. May as well go home.

Well, we got a long drive ahead of us. We better go before go if you know what I mean-o.

Patrick: Not really.

Now, Squidward, don't leave without us.

Squidward: Huh? Of course not! Only a monster would leave you behind. So I'm a monster. They'll be fine. Alone. On top of a mountain. In the middle of nowhere. D'oh, I can't do it!

Hey, you're really getting the hang of using toilet paper, Patrick.

Patrick: And next week, I'm starting on two-ply.

I'll get another roll from the RV. Hey, where is the RV?

Patrick: Well, maybe those guys have seen it. Hey, hey! Have you seen our pineapple? Squidward: Oh no, I'm too late! Don't you dare eat those morons!

Squidward, they weren't eating us.

Patrick: We were just having a tickle fight.

Sea bears love it when you tickle their bellies.

Patrick: But they hate it when you karate chop their hineys. Squidward: Uh, tickle, tickle?

Squidward, they'll leave you alone if you play dead!

Patrick: This will help! Catch!

Bye. Call me. You got my number. Wow! Was that a fun road trip or was that a fun road trip?

Patrick: The funnerest! Squidward: More like the worst road trip. My one chance to hear the warbling water lily and you ruined it!

Are you sure about that, Squidward? Ohh, poor thing just needs some love.

Squidward: The warbling water lily! So beautiful.

Oh, my ears! My ears! It hurts! It hurts! We're so happy for you, Squidward!

Patrick: Engage Autosnail!

7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, whoa! Open for business!

Squidward: Yeah, whoo.

Oh, Mr. Krabs, Mr. Krabs, can I do it today? Huh? Can I? Can I do it?

Mr. Krabs: I suppose you can have the honor today, lad. Squidward: 37... 38...

Freshness, check. Buns, check. Fresh patties. Check. Oh, silly me, I'm forgetting one more minor detail. Oh, yeah. Is it getting hot in here? Or is it just you? Ah! Two Krabby Patties. P.S., SpongeBob, you're an idiot. Love, Squidward. Aw, love you, too, Squiddy. Two Krabby Patties, coming right up! Whoa! Hmm. Whew, this thing is stuck pretty good. Whoa! I guess this is it. Oh, you really saved me! Whoa! Hey, a splinter. Okay, well, it's been nice knowing you but you have got to go. Now. Okay, out we go. Oh, that kinda' hurts. Come on. Ooh, that really hurts. Oh, barnacles, this hurts! Conch-shelled manatees, this is painful! Okay, you're tough, you're smart, and you're charming, but you are still no match for me! Look! A bald eagle with a mustache! Okay, fine, stay. But I hope you like making Krabby Patties.

Nat: Excuse me, sir, but, um, I ordered a couple Krabby Patties a while ago, and I'm wondering when they'll be out. Squidward: Looks like I'm crushing your face. Peterson: So, will they be ready soon? Squidward: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Don't move too much, it ruins it.

Ow. Ow. Ow. You're making this a little bit difficult. Luckily, I am ambidextrous! Perfection!

Squidward: I hear you! I hear you!

Okay, good, 'cause these two Krabby Patties are ready!

Squidward: SpongeBob?

Yes?

Squidward: Can I ask you something?

Yes.

Squidward: What's that?

What's what?

Squidward: You know.

Know what?