rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Cashier: Price check on 4. Billy: Meep. Squidward: I finished Pearl's portrait, Mr. Krabs. It's a true masterpiece. Mr. Krabs: Hey...maybe I should have hired that ice sculptor. Squidward: Ice sculptor? Any fool can sculpt in ice. It takes true genius to transform 400 pounds of raw Krabby Patties into a work of such majesty. Mr. Krabs: Yeah. Well, we've got the decor covered. Now how about entertainment? Pearl wants some boy band called 'Boys Who Cry'. Squidward: Boys Who Cry? They're my favorite band. They charge a million dollars just to show up. And if you want them to lip-sync, it'll run into real money. Mr. Krabs: You're a real fan, huh? Squidward: Oh, yeah, I know all their songs. Mr. Krabs: All their songs? Pearl: Wouldn't it be cool if my dad got me this for my birthday? Friend #1: It sure would be. If he was cool, which he's not. Pearl: Yeah, he probably got me another box of staples. Mr. Krabs: It's almost time for the party to start!	I'm back, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, what took you so long? And where's Pearl's present?	The delivery truck will be here momentarily.
Squidward: Here she comes, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: Everybody, get into position. All: Happy birthday! Judy: It's a boy?! Pearl: Daddy! Friend #1: Stale popcorn. It tastes like dishwater. Squidward: It is dishwater. Pearl: Is that supposed to be me? It's made out of Krabby Patties! Gross! Mr. Krabs: Who wants cake? Pearl: Well, the cake does look good. It's made out of cardboard! Mr. Krabs: And frosting. Friend #1: Well, Pearl, sixteen lame parties in a row. Must be a new record. Let's get out of here. Pearl: Wait, don't leave. My dad got Boys Who Cry to play. You did get Boys Who Cry, right? Mr. Krabs: Oh, even better, sweetie. Hit it. Squidward: Hello, ladies. When my tear ducts get issue, I can't use just any tissue... I need 4-ply, 4-Ply, 4-Ply, when I cry... Huh! Friend #2: Hey, that is not Boys Who Cry. Judy: Yeah! Friend #2: Boo! Friend #1: What a rip-off! Judy: This stinks! Pearl: Daddy, how could you? I... gave... you... a list! Mr. Krabs: Pearl, come back! Pearl: You ruined everything! You couldn't stop being cheap, even for me. Mr. Krabs: I'll make it up to you somehow, Pearl.	That's it. Back it up. Right there. Let 'er go!
Pearl: You bought me a boat? Mr. Krabs: I did? I mean...I did?! Friends: Wow. Pearl: Oh daddy, I don't know how it could get better than this.	Just watch. Hit it, boys!
Endsong: Boys Who Cry It's All About You It's all about you girl, On your sixteenth birthday! Pay attention to you girl, Everyone has to do just what you say. You get your very own spotlight tonight, Cuz it's all about you! Yeah, it's all about Pearl! You're the birthday girl! Mr. Krabs: Boy, how much is all this costing me?	Here's the receipt.
Mr. Krabs: I ought to... Pearl: Oh, daddy, you got me everything I wanted. Mr. Krabs: Ah, nothing's too good for me daughter. Heh.	You're a good dad, Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Don't push your luck, boy. Quincy: Next! Oh, no...	Hey, Quincy! How's my favorite money-man?
Quincy: SpongeBob... what can I do for you?	The new Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy cards come out today! So I need to take out some mon-ey.
Quincy: Ugh. Let me see your bank book.	Sure thing, Quincy, sure thing.
Quincy: Nice... bunnies.	I know, I know. It's so embarrassing. I wanted the one with the kittens on it.
Quincy: Right. Here you are, sir.	Thank you. Hm... Um, Quincy, this one is wrinkled. I couldn't possibly give this to Mermaid Man. It simply won't do.
Quincy: I don't think they go directly to Mermaid Man, SpongeBob. But, um. Here. Try this one.	This one... smells funny.
Customer in line: Come on! Would ya hurry up? Customer with mask and money bag: Yeah, some of us have withdrawals to make, ya know? All customers:	Well, I'll have you know that this is for Mermaid Man. And I'm not leaving until I have money that shows him the proper respect. Whoa!
All customers: Patrick: One, two, three, four...	Hey, Patrick. Counting up your change for a pack of Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy trading cards?
Patrick: No, I'm thinking about buying this book on counting. Three, four. What's gonna happen next? FIVE? Holy super-happy-fun-time! This book's good! I'll take it! One, two, three...	One pack of Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy cards, please.
Comic book dealer:	All right!
Comic book dealer: Not so fast! Where's my dollar?	Here you are, my good sir.
Comic book dealer: Here you go, kid. Patrick: Seventeen...	So... shiny... and smooth! Ah... oh! Oh! Oooh! Mermaid Man's bubble-powered wheelchair from season twelve! And Barnacle Boy's bunion! Holy scallops! It's the dentures that Mermaid Man used to pop the Dirty Bubble in episode four-hundred two! Wow! These must be the most valuable cards in the world! I'll treasure them forever.
Comic book dealer: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Those cards aren't worth nothin'. I wouldn't put those cards in the spokes of my bike. Now, if you wanna see a card worth talkin' about, check this one out. This is the super-rare platinum hologram animated talking card: number fifty-four. Voice: Mermaid Man says: Mermaid Man: Buy more cards! Comic book dealer: There are only five in existence.	How much is it? For this one?
Comic book dealer: This one's just a display. If you want a real one, you'll have to buy as many packs as you can and hope you get lucky.	Oh, I have a good feeling about this one. Oh, come on. And it's... not there. Mmm... no. Ohhh! (close up on SpongeBob's face) I'll never find card fifty-four!
Patrick: Ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred! Oh! I hate counting! Just give me what he's having! Oh, boy! Let's see which card I got! Is this a good card, SpongeBob?	No, it's just another...
Voice: Mermaid Man says Mermaid Man: Buy more cards!	Number fifty-four! That's the best card there is!
Patrick: It sure does the job, all right.	Aaahhhhh!! Patrick, you're picking your teeth with it!
Patrick: I'm preventing gingivitis.	Patrick! That's the ultra-rare number fifty-four talking card! It's really valuable and there's only five in existence. And Patrick! Blah blah blzzz! So now do you understand why you should take really could care of that card?
Patrick: Yes, sir.	I can't let anything happen to that card. Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy would never forgive me! Patrick, watch out! You almost tripped on that crack. Whew! Now watch where you're going!
Patrick: Okay. Thanks, buddy.	Patrick, look out! Ha, that was close.
Patrick: Ha, ha. SpongeBob fly.	Patrick, this is serious. You're carrying precious cargo now. You can't just wander aimlessly around like you've been...
Patrick: What?	The card! Patrick, why'd you just walk into Goo Lagoon?
Patrick: SpongeBob, you can't always expect my usual brand of stupidity. I like to mix it up. Keep you on your toes.	Ahhh! Here we are! Home safe home! And nothing happened to the card.
Patrick: Good job, SpongeBob. Now let me just get my keys. Nope. There you are. I knew you were in there somewhere.	The super-rare and priceless Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy trading card! Patrick! Where is it? Where is it? Dear Neptune! You didn't put it in your pocket, did you? It's getting all bent up! Bent up! Bent up! Bent up! Bent, bent, bent, bent up!
Patrick: Sheesh. Don't get your pants up in a square knot, SpongeBob. I don't even believe in pockets. I keep everything I need right here. In the folds of my back fat. You seem to be pretty fond of this little thing. Why don't you just keep it?	You mean... you'd give me your most valuable possession?
Patrick: I'd give you my most valuable possession?	You're the best pal ever.
Patrick: I'm the best pal ever. But can you do me one favor?	Sure, pal. Anything for you.
Patrick: Do you mind if I hold on to it? Just for today?	Um, sure, Patrick.
Patrick: Well, good. 'Cause my landlord changed the lock again.	Patrick, wait! Let me call a locksmith.
Patrick: Oh! I don't need any old locksmith.	Uh, Patrick? Patrick? Patrick! Don't ya think maybe... that you shouldn't...
Patrick: Ugh! Man, this card is fantastic! Breaking and entering sure makes a fella hungry. Hey, why don't we eat some dinner? And then I'll give you your card. Ew! This barbecue's really filthy. Oh, but this'll take care of it.	No, wait, Patrick! Allow me to clean it!
Patrick: Now, now, SpongeBob I know you wanna help, but you're my guest. There! Nice and shiny!	Patrick! The card! It's on fire!
Patrick: Oh, yeah, yeah. I'll take care of it. There! Good as new!	Ew.
Patrick: Dinner is served. Mermaid Man: More cards... Patrick: Oh! Pardon me! That hit the spot! Hey! Look at that! Sundown already? Well, you can have your card now. I hope you get as much use out of it as I have. Mermaid Man: Zzbbb... more cards...	Oh! It's ruined!
Patrick: SpongeBob, what's wrong?	Now I'll never have Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy card #54, the special talking one!
Patrick: Aw... sure you will.	No. No! I spent all my money! And, and, and, you bought that last pack! So there's no more left in all of Bikini Bottom.
Patrick: Well, how about these? Announcer: Mermaid Man says... Mermaid Man: Buy more cards! (x4)	Number 54! Patrick, where did you get these?!
Patrick: Well, that pack I bought was full of 'em.	May I... have one?
Patrick: They're all yours, buddy. See ya tomorrow.	Wow!
Patrick: Oh! Hey, SpongeBob? Can I borrow one of those cards? I locked myself out of my house again.	Wow! Another Mermaid Man reboot. It's how I always re-imagined the reboot would be remade, Oh, cold knees!
Salesfish: Well you see you got cold knees, icy joints, Siberian patellas? What you need is a pair of longpants!	Longpants? Well, I don't think I'm ready for looong pants.
Salesfish: Nonsense, no fellers you walk around with shiver shins! Give yourself something to leg up Join the trouser troupe! Don't be a slacker, wear slacks!	Uh..well..I don't...uhhh...Okay! How do I look?
Salesfish: Excuse me, sir, I was just talking to a little baby schoolboy a second ago, about yay high and... It's you! I didn't recognize you with your mature, grownup longpants!	You're pulling my leg, sir, I don't look like a man! Do I?
Patrick: Hey, man!	He called me a man! And my knees are a perfect 72 degrees!
Salesfish: Customers: Customer's son: Is that my daddy? Customer's mother: I wish! Mr. Krabs: Uhh, excuse me, sir, that door is for employees only, ohh! It's SpongeBob! There's something different about you today? You seem more, able bodied.	Yah, it must be the long pants!
Mr. Krabs: So they are! You'll run the register today! Into the galley with you, Mr. Squidward, and start cooking! Squidward: But, Mr. Krabs? Why? Mr. Krabs: Well, look, SpongeBob's got longpants on and you've got.. none! Squidward:	Ohh! I could get used to this job! Hey Squidward what's on sale this week?
Squidward: Nothing, there is never a sale.	Squidward, how much is the senior discount?
Squidward: There's no senior discount!	Squidward?
Squidward: What?!	What do I do when the register is $2000 dollars short?
Mr. Krabs: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Alright, alright, that's enough! I see it was a mistake to put you behind the register! You’re just looking to good for such a simple meaning of work! Squidward: Mr. Krabs: You should be the maitre'd! Greeting customers when they come in! Charming the pants off of everyone with your longpants!	Okay! How is that patty treating you, sir?
Blue customer: You're an angel!	No, merely a man, a man in longpants. Oh, my precious longpants!
Mr. Krabs: What's wrong, slick? Your not having trouble with your pants, are ye?	Nothing like that, Mr. Krabs. I just don't think I'm maitre'd material.
Mr. Krabs: Yeah, you're right, you're too good for this place.	As much as I hate to admit it, I've outgrown the Krusty Krab. Time for me to move on!
Squidward: Where's he going? Mr. Krabs: A place called... manhood. Nancy Suzy Fish: Doris, I insist! Doris: Don't be silly!	Allow me, ladies, I should pay, after all, I am a man, and I'm wearing...
Nancy Suzy Fish: What an inseam! Doris: And those pleats were pretty easy on the eyes!	AH! Shrimp! Oh, dry cleaning, and one hour!
Dave: Uh, ticket please.	Has it all ready been one hour? One more time! Huh?
Driving Instructor: Congratulations, you passed your driving test! Mable Jenkins/Lobster: Wahoo!	You know, I've never took the drivers test with long pants! I'll do it!
Alternate Universe SpongeBob: There goes a real man! Driving Instructor: Let's try parallel parking. Now take it slow! A little faster?!	Hey, I think I'm getting the hang of this!
Driving Instructor: I was gonna fail you, and send you to jail, but because of those longpants, and all the blood rushing to my head, you passed!	I finally got my drivers license!
Mrs. Puff: Lock your doors, bar your windows, it's the end of the world!	Help wanted? Now this seems like a longpants establishment! Today's special is a most amusing indian ocean seagrass, handpicked by indigenous prawns, pre-chewed by local manatees, and smothered in a rich, red algae.
Fancy Fish: Extraordinary. And may I add that those are very impressive breeches you are wearing.	Breeches? Oh, oh, these old things?
Fancy Fish: What is your name?	SpongeBob!
Fancy! Employee:	'Oh, SpongeRobert.
Fancy Fish: Well, SpongeRobert, how would you like to join us. We're going to a party.	Boy, would I! I love parties!
Fancy Fish: What are you looking for, SpongeRobert?	I'm looking for the party!
Fancy Fish: This is the party.	Well, were's all the party hats, where's the cake, and the clown? You can't have a party without a clown!
Fancy Fish: Oh, SpongeRobert, if it weren't for your pants, I'd take you for the type of immature ignaramus that would frequent the Krusty Krab!	Wait, what's that? The Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy movie is opening tonight! Wow! I totally forgot! Hey guys, I got an idea! Let's all go to the Mermaid Man movie!
Fancy Fish: You're incorrigible! But le cinema is a delightful idea. There is a foreign film at the arthouse I've been meaning to see. It's called, The Table.	I don't get it. We have been staring at this table for three hours. That table could use a cleaning.
Squidward: SHH! Some people are trying to enjoy le cinema.	Oh! Hey Squidward! Hey, do you understand what this movie is about?
Squidward: Nobody does, it's art, now sit down!	Hey Squidward?
Squidward: WHAT?!	Are you remembering to flip the patties clockwise? It's very important because the heat..
Squidward: PLEASE SIT DOWN! Movie Theater Attendant: I'm sorry sir, you're being too loud. I am going to have to ask you to leave. Squidward:	Oh, wait, Squidward, I'll walk you out. Squidward!
Sandy: Hey SpongeBob, y'all going to see the Mermaid Man movie with us? Fancy Fish: SpongeRobert? Yoohoo? Are you coming? We're going to drink some more coffee and watch the nightly news. Sandy: Wow, that sounds pretty grown up, SpongeRobert!	My pants say yes, yes, yes, but my heart says no! I want to see the Mermaid Man movie!
Fancy Fish: Now you really sound like one of those nitwits that frequents the Krusty Krab!	Not only am I one of those nitwits, I actually work there!
Fancy Fish: Ahh! A peasant in longpants! Pink Fancy Fish: Social-climbing sponge! Blue Fancy Fish: Poser! Fancy Fish: Let's leave this bottomfeeder. Sandy: That-a-boy! I got you a ticket just in case!	Really!
Ticketman: I'm sorry, you can't come in. This movie is too silly for a cultivated gentleman of your pants length. House rules!	What? Rated for those in knee-highs only? Doh! I hate these pants! Get off! Oh!, now I know I'm an adult because I've been ripped off by these defective pants!
Mr. Krabs: What's goin' on? How pathetic, a man, in longpants, crying.	Mr. Krabs, why aren't you watching the movie?
Mr. Krabs: How can I watch the movie with all this blubbering going on out here?	Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'm not ready for long pants, I want my short pants back, but I can't because these are stuck on me.
Mr. Krabs: Oh, for Pete's sake. Sorry 'bout the legs boyo.	It's okay! I'm a sponge, remember?
Mr. Krabs: Well, good! Now, I want you back on the grill tomorrow morning. And if it makes you feel anymore manly, you can do your grilling outdoors!	Sounds great! And I'll be driving to work.
Driving Instructor: Wait a minute! Oh no you don't! Not with those short pants! Mrs. Puff: I don't know what that was all about, but I'm glad it's over.	Breaker, breaker outer perimeter, looks clear. Over.
Patrick: Robert, Robert...uhh...Ronald, Ronald, Ryan.	Are you sure you're not trying to say Roger?
Patrick: Oh, wait I got it. Ringo...	Patrick, we have visual contact. Now taking evasive action. Subject still in close proximity. Over.
Patrick: Hello?	Please reply.
Patrick: I wonder if I can order pizza with these things.	Please, contact immanent Patrick. Respond now. Please. Please!
Patrick: SpongeBob, you're gonna need to speak up. My eardrums aren't what they used to be.	I can't speak up Patrick, there's a jellyfish here and I'm worried it might sting me if I make any loud... ... noises.
Patrick: Oops.	Is he still after us, Patrick?
Patrick: I don't know, buddy!	Should we turn around and check?
Patrick: Ok.	Oh, I think I landed on my pain center.
Patrick: I think I landed on a rock.	Patrick, look! There's a weird thing sticking out of the ground right there.
Patrick: That's just Squidward sunbathing again.	No, not that, Patrick. This!
Patrick: What is it?	I don't know. I think there's something buried underneath it. And I'm gonna go get some shovels so we can dig it up.
Patrick: We?	Phew! Nothing like a little manual labor to put some hair on your chest, eh, Patrick?
Patrick: I'll say.	Plus look at what we unearthed! A UFO! Go on, you first. Kinda dark, huh?

Cashier: Price check on 4. Billy: Meep. Squidward: I finished Pearl's portrait, Mr. Krabs. It's a true masterpiece. Mr. Krabs: Hey...maybe I should have hired that ice sculptor. Squidward: Ice sculptor? Any fool can sculpt in ice. It takes true genius to transform 400 pounds of raw Krabby Patties into a work of such majesty. Mr. Krabs: Yeah. Well, we've got the decor covered. Now how about entertainment? Pearl wants some boy band called 'Boys Who Cry'. Squidward: Boys Who Cry? They're my favorite band. They charge a million dollars just to show up. And if you want them to lip-sync, it'll run into real money. Mr. Krabs: You're a real fan, huh? Squidward: Oh, yeah, I know all their songs. Mr. Krabs: All their songs? Pearl: Wouldn't it be cool if my dad got me this for my birthday? Friend #1: It sure would be. If he was cool, which he's not. Pearl: Yeah, he probably got me another box of staples. Mr. Krabs: It's almost time for the party to start!

I'm back, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, what took you so long? And where's Pearl's present?

The delivery truck will be here momentarily.

Squidward: Here she comes, Mr. Krabs. Mr. Krabs: Everybody, get into position. All: Happy birthday! Judy: It's a boy?! Pearl: Daddy! Friend #1: Stale popcorn. It tastes like dishwater. Squidward: It is dishwater. Pearl: Is that supposed to be me? It's made out of Krabby Patties! Gross! Mr. Krabs: Who wants cake? Pearl: Well, the cake does look good. It's made out of cardboard! Mr. Krabs: And frosting. Friend #1: Well, Pearl, sixteen lame parties in a row. Must be a new record. Let's get out of here. Pearl: Wait, don't leave. My dad got Boys Who Cry to play. You did get Boys Who Cry, right? Mr. Krabs: Oh, even better, sweetie. Hit it. Squidward: Hello, ladies. When my tear ducts get issue, I can't use just any tissue... I need 4-ply, 4-Ply, 4-Ply, when I cry... Huh! Friend #2: Hey, that is not Boys Who Cry. Judy: Yeah! Friend #2: Boo! Friend #1: What a rip-off! Judy: This stinks! Pearl: Daddy, how could you? I... gave... you... a list! Mr. Krabs: Pearl, come back! Pearl: You ruined everything! You couldn't stop being cheap, even for me. Mr. Krabs: I'll make it up to you somehow, Pearl.

That's it. Back it up. Right there. Let 'er go!

Pearl: You bought me a boat? Mr. Krabs: I did? I mean...I did?! Friends: Wow. Pearl: Oh daddy, I don't know how it could get better than this.

Just watch. Hit it, boys!

Endsong: Boys Who Cry It's All About You It's all about you girl, On your sixteenth birthday! Pay attention to you girl, Everyone has to do just what you say. You get your very own spotlight tonight, Cuz it's all about you! Yeah, it's all about Pearl! You're the birthday girl! Mr. Krabs: Boy, how much is all this costing me?

Here's the receipt.

Mr. Krabs: I ought to... Pearl: Oh, daddy, you got me everything I wanted. Mr. Krabs: Ah, nothing's too good for me daughter. Heh.

You're a good dad, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Don't push your luck, boy. Quincy: Next! Oh, no...

Hey, Quincy! How's my favorite money-man?

Quincy: SpongeBob... what can I do for you?

The new Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy cards come out today! So I need to take out some mon-ey.

Quincy: Ugh. Let me see your bank book.

Sure thing, Quincy, sure thing.

Quincy: Nice... bunnies.

I know, I know. It's so embarrassing. I wanted the one with the kittens on it.

Quincy: Right. Here you are, sir.

Thank you. Hm... Um, Quincy, this one is wrinkled. I couldn't possibly give this to Mermaid Man. It simply won't do.

Quincy: I don't think they go directly to Mermaid Man, SpongeBob. But, um. Here. Try this one.

This one... smells funny.

Customer in line: Come on! Would ya hurry up? Customer with mask and money bag: Yeah, some of us have withdrawals to make, ya know? All customers:

Well, I'll have you know that this is for Mermaid Man. And I'm not leaving until I have money that shows him the proper respect. Whoa!

All customers: Patrick: One, two, three, four...

Hey, Patrick. Counting up your change for a pack of Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy trading cards?

Patrick: No, I'm thinking about buying this book on counting. Three, four. What's gonna happen next? FIVE? Holy super-happy-fun-time! This book's good! I'll take it! One, two, three...

One pack of Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy cards, please.

Comic book dealer:

All right!

Comic book dealer: Not so fast! Where's my dollar?

Here you are, my good sir.

Comic book dealer: Here you go, kid. Patrick: Seventeen...

So... shiny... and smooth! Ah... oh! Oh! Oooh! Mermaid Man's bubble-powered wheelchair from season twelve! And Barnacle Boy's bunion! Holy scallops! It's the dentures that Mermaid Man used to pop the Dirty Bubble in episode four-hundred two! Wow! These must be the most valuable cards in the world! I'll treasure them forever.

Comic book dealer: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Those cards aren't worth nothin'. I wouldn't put those cards in the spokes of my bike. Now, if you wanna see a card worth talkin' about, check this one out. This is the super-rare platinum hologram animated talking card: number fifty-four. Voice: Mermaid Man says: Mermaid Man: Buy more cards! Comic book dealer: There are only five in existence.

How much is it? For this one?

Comic book dealer: This one's just a display. If you want a real one, you'll have to buy as many packs as you can and hope you get lucky.

Oh, I have a good feeling about this one. Oh, come on. And it's... not there. Mmm... no. Ohhh! (close up on SpongeBob's face) I'll never find card fifty-four!

Patrick: Ninety-six, ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred! Oh! I hate counting! Just give me what he's having! Oh, boy! Let's see which card I got! Is this a good card, SpongeBob?

No, it's just another...

Voice: Mermaid Man says Mermaid Man: Buy more cards!

Number fifty-four! That's the best card there is!

Patrick: It sure does the job, all right.

Aaahhhhh!! Patrick, you're picking your teeth with it!

Patrick: I'm preventing gingivitis.

Patrick! That's the ultra-rare number fifty-four talking card! It's really valuable and there's only five in existence. And Patrick! Blah blah blzzz! So now do you understand why you should take really could care of that card?

Patrick: Yes, sir.

I can't let anything happen to that card. Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy would never forgive me! Patrick, watch out! You almost tripped on that crack. Whew! Now watch where you're going!

Patrick: Okay. Thanks, buddy.

Patrick, look out! Ha, that was close.

Patrick: Ha, ha. SpongeBob fly.

Patrick, this is serious. You're carrying precious cargo now. You can't just wander aimlessly around like you've been...

Patrick: What?

The card! Patrick, why'd you just walk into Goo Lagoon?

Patrick: SpongeBob, you can't always expect my usual brand of stupidity. I like to mix it up. Keep you on your toes.

Ahhh! Here we are! Home safe home! And nothing happened to the card.

Patrick: Good job, SpongeBob. Now let me just get my keys. Nope. There you are. I knew you were in there somewhere.

The super-rare and priceless Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy trading card! Patrick! Where is it? Where is it? Dear Neptune! You didn't put it in your pocket, did you? It's getting all bent up! Bent up! Bent up! Bent up! Bent, bent, bent, bent up!

Patrick: Sheesh. Don't get your pants up in a square knot, SpongeBob. I don't even believe in pockets. I keep everything I need right here. In the folds of my back fat. You seem to be pretty fond of this little thing. Why don't you just keep it?

You mean... you'd give me your most valuable possession?

Patrick: I'd give you my most valuable possession?

You're the best pal ever.

Patrick: I'm the best pal ever. But can you do me one favor?

Sure, pal. Anything for you.

Patrick: Do you mind if I hold on to it? Just for today?

Um, sure, Patrick.

Patrick: Well, good. 'Cause my landlord changed the lock again.

Patrick, wait! Let me call a locksmith.

Patrick: Oh! I don't need any old locksmith.

Uh, Patrick? Patrick? Patrick! Don't ya think maybe... that you shouldn't...

Patrick: Ugh! Man, this card is fantastic! Breaking and entering sure makes a fella hungry. Hey, why don't we eat some dinner? And then I'll give you your card. Ew! This barbecue's really filthy. Oh, but this'll take care of it.

No, wait, Patrick! Allow me to clean it!

Patrick: Now, now, SpongeBob I know you wanna help, but you're my guest. There! Nice and shiny!

Patrick! The card! It's on fire!

Patrick: Oh, yeah, yeah. I'll take care of it. There! Good as new!

Ew.

Patrick: Dinner is served. Mermaid Man: More cards... Patrick: Oh! Pardon me! That hit the spot! Hey! Look at that! Sundown already? Well, you can have your card now. I hope you get as much use out of it as I have. Mermaid Man: Zzbbb... more cards...

Oh! It's ruined!

Patrick: SpongeBob, what's wrong?

Now I'll never have Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy card #54, the special talking one!

Patrick: Aw... sure you will.

No. No! I spent all my money! And, and, and, you bought that last pack! So there's no more left in all of Bikini Bottom.

Patrick: Well, how about these? Announcer: Mermaid Man says... Mermaid Man: Buy more cards! (x4)

Number 54! Patrick, where did you get these?!

Patrick: Well, that pack I bought was full of 'em.

May I... have one?

Patrick: They're all yours, buddy. See ya tomorrow.

Wow!

Patrick: Oh! Hey, SpongeBob? Can I borrow one of those cards? I locked myself out of my house again.

Wow! Another Mermaid Man reboot. It's how I always re-imagined the reboot would be remade, Oh, cold knees!

Salesfish: Well you see you got cold knees, icy joints, Siberian patellas? What you need is a pair of longpants!

Longpants? Well, I don't think I'm ready for looong pants.

Salesfish: Nonsense, no fellers you walk around with shiver shins! Give yourself something to leg up Join the trouser troupe! Don't be a slacker, wear slacks!

Uh..well..I don't...uhhh...Okay! How do I look?

Salesfish: Excuse me, sir, I was just talking to a little baby schoolboy a second ago, about yay high and... It's you! I didn't recognize you with your mature, grownup longpants!

You're pulling my leg, sir, I don't look like a man! Do I?

Patrick: Hey, man!

He called me a man! And my knees are a perfect 72 degrees!

Salesfish: Customers: Customer's son: Is that my daddy? Customer's mother: I wish! Mr. Krabs: Uhh, excuse me, sir, that door is for employees only, ohh! It's SpongeBob! There's something different about you today? You seem more, able bodied.

Yah, it must be the long pants!

Mr. Krabs: So they are! You'll run the register today! Into the galley with you, Mr. Squidward, and start cooking! Squidward: But, Mr. Krabs? Why? Mr. Krabs: Well, look, SpongeBob's got longpants on and you've got.. none! Squidward:

Ohh! I could get used to this job! Hey Squidward what's on sale this week?

Squidward: Nothing, there is never a sale.

Squidward, how much is the senior discount?

Squidward: There's no senior discount!

Squidward?

Squidward: What?!

What do I do when the register is $2000 dollars short?

Mr. Krabs: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Alright, alright, that's enough! I see it was a mistake to put you behind the register! You’re just looking to good for such a simple meaning of work! Squidward: Mr. Krabs: You should be the maitre'd! Greeting customers when they come in! Charming the pants off of everyone with your longpants!

Okay! How is that patty treating you, sir?

Blue customer: You're an angel!

No, merely a man, a man in longpants. Oh, my precious longpants!

Mr. Krabs: What's wrong, slick? Your not having trouble with your pants, are ye?

Nothing like that, Mr. Krabs. I just don't think I'm maitre'd material.

Mr. Krabs: Yeah, you're right, you're too good for this place.

As much as I hate to admit it, I've outgrown the Krusty Krab. Time for me to move on!

Squidward: Where's he going? Mr. Krabs: A place called... manhood. Nancy Suzy Fish: Doris, I insist! Doris: Don't be silly!

Allow me, ladies, I should pay, after all, I am a man, and I'm wearing...

Nancy Suzy Fish: What an inseam! Doris: And those pleats were pretty easy on the eyes!

AH! Shrimp! Oh, dry cleaning, and one hour!

Dave: Uh, ticket please.

Has it all ready been one hour? One more time! Huh?

Driving Instructor: Congratulations, you passed your driving test! Mable Jenkins/Lobster: Wahoo!

You know, I've never took the drivers test with long pants! I'll do it!

Alternate Universe SpongeBob: There goes a real man! Driving Instructor: Let's try parallel parking. Now take it slow! A little faster?!

Hey, I think I'm getting the hang of this!

Driving Instructor: I was gonna fail you, and send you to jail, but because of those longpants, and all the blood rushing to my head, you passed!

I finally got my drivers license!

Mrs. Puff: Lock your doors, bar your windows, it's the end of the world!

Help wanted? Now this seems like a longpants establishment! Today's special is a most amusing indian ocean seagrass, handpicked by indigenous prawns, pre-chewed by local manatees, and smothered in a rich, red algae.

Fancy Fish: Extraordinary. And may I add that those are very impressive breeches you are wearing.

Breeches? Oh, oh, these old things?

Fancy Fish: What is your name?

SpongeBob!

Fancy! Employee:

'Oh, SpongeRobert.

Fancy Fish: Well, SpongeRobert, how would you like to join us. We're going to a party.

Boy, would I! I love parties!

Fancy Fish: What are you looking for, SpongeRobert?

I'm looking for the party!

Fancy Fish: This is the party.

Well, were's all the party hats, where's the cake, and the clown? You can't have a party without a clown!

Fancy Fish: Oh, SpongeRobert, if it weren't for your pants, I'd take you for the type of immature ignaramus that would frequent the Krusty Krab!

Wait, what's that? The Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy movie is opening tonight! Wow! I totally forgot! Hey guys, I got an idea! Let's all go to the Mermaid Man movie!

Fancy Fish: You're incorrigible! But le cinema is a delightful idea. There is a foreign film at the arthouse I've been meaning to see. It's called, The Table.

I don't get it. We have been staring at this table for three hours. That table could use a cleaning.

Squidward: SHH! Some people are trying to enjoy le cinema.

Oh! Hey Squidward! Hey, do you understand what this movie is about?

Squidward: Nobody does, it's art, now sit down!

Hey Squidward?

Squidward: WHAT?!

Are you remembering to flip the patties clockwise? It's very important because the heat..

Squidward: PLEASE SIT DOWN! Movie Theater Attendant: I'm sorry sir, you're being too loud. I am going to have to ask you to leave. Squidward:

Oh, wait, Squidward, I'll walk you out. Squidward!

Sandy: Hey SpongeBob, y'all going to see the Mermaid Man movie with us? Fancy Fish: SpongeRobert? Yoohoo? Are you coming? We're going to drink some more coffee and watch the nightly news. Sandy: Wow, that sounds pretty grown up, SpongeRobert!

My pants say yes, yes, yes, but my heart says no! I want to see the Mermaid Man movie!

Fancy Fish: Now you really sound like one of those nitwits that frequents the Krusty Krab!

Not only am I one of those nitwits, I actually work there!

Fancy Fish: Ahh! A peasant in longpants! Pink Fancy Fish: Social-climbing sponge! Blue Fancy Fish: Poser! Fancy Fish: Let's leave this bottomfeeder. Sandy: That-a-boy! I got you a ticket just in case!

Really!

Ticketman: I'm sorry, you can't come in. This movie is too silly for a cultivated gentleman of your pants length. House rules!

What? Rated for those in knee-highs only? Doh! I hate these pants! Get off! Oh!, now I know I'm an adult because I've been ripped off by these defective pants!

Mr. Krabs: What's goin' on? How pathetic, a man, in longpants, crying.

Mr. Krabs, why aren't you watching the movie?

Mr. Krabs: How can I watch the movie with all this blubbering going on out here?

Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'm not ready for long pants, I want my short pants back, but I can't because these are stuck on me.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, for Pete's sake. Sorry 'bout the legs boyo.

It's okay! I'm a sponge, remember?

Mr. Krabs: Well, good! Now, I want you back on the grill tomorrow morning. And if it makes you feel anymore manly, you can do your grilling outdoors!

Sounds great! And I'll be driving to work.

Driving Instructor: Wait a minute! Oh no you don't! Not with those short pants! Mrs. Puff: I don't know what that was all about, but I'm glad it's over.

Breaker, breaker outer perimeter, looks clear. Over.

Patrick: Robert, Robert...uhh...Ronald, Ronald, Ryan.

Are you sure you're not trying to say Roger?

Patrick: Oh, wait I got it. Ringo...

Patrick, we have visual contact. Now taking evasive action. Subject still in close proximity. Over.

Patrick: Hello?

Please reply.

Patrick: I wonder if I can order pizza with these things.

Please, contact immanent Patrick. Respond now. Please. Please!

Patrick: SpongeBob, you're gonna need to speak up. My eardrums aren't what they used to be.

I can't speak up Patrick, there's a jellyfish here and I'm worried it might sting me if I make any loud... ... noises.

Patrick: Oops.

Is he still after us, Patrick?

Patrick: I don't know, buddy!

Should we turn around and check?

Patrick: Ok.

Oh, I think I landed on my pain center.

Patrick: I think I landed on a rock.

Patrick, look! There's a weird thing sticking out of the ground right there.

Patrick: That's just Squidward sunbathing again.

No, not that, Patrick. This!

Patrick: What is it?

I don't know. I think there's something buried underneath it. And I'm gonna go get some shovels so we can dig it up.

Patrick: We?

Phew! Nothing like a little manual labor to put some hair on your chest, eh, Patrick?

Patrick: I'll say.

Plus look at what we unearthed! A UFO! Go on, you first. Kinda dark, huh?