rqchao/spongebob · Datasets at Hugging Face

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Patrick: Yeah, dark.	Well, there's gotta be a light switch around here somewhere. Found it. Excuse me, sir. Hey, Patrick, look! We're moving! And here's the steering wheel!
Patrick: Now hold it, SpongeBob. You better let me drive.	Gimme that wheel!
Patrick: No! Let go! I wanna drive! Mr. Krabs: I don't understand, Squidward. Where are all the customers? I know the Krusty Krab isn't Bikini Bottom's most prestigious eatery, but at least it's better than that salty old Chum Bucket across the street. And that's our only competition. Squidward: Am I getting paid extra for this conversation? Mr. Krabs: Oh, come on, Squidward. Can't you just pretend to listen for once in your life? Do it for old Mr. Krabs. Squidward: Well, since you can't bring any customers into the Krusty Krab, have you ever thought about bringing the Krusty Krab to the customers? Mr. Krabs: Quiet, Squidward, I'm brainstorming! Ooh, ooh! What if instead of bringing customers to the Krusty Krab, we could bring the Krusty Krab to the customers? Squidward: La la la la la la la la la la la la. Mr. Krabs: Yes, of course! But how?	Can we park here? Hey, Mr. Krabs! Look what Patrick and I found! We're gonna use it to go on a long journey.
Patrick: Or even around the block! Mr. Krabs: That's it! We'll take the Krusty Krab on the road. So long, boys. Make me lots of money!	Bye, Squidward. Bye, Mr. Krabs. Bye, Squidward.
Patrick: You said Bye, Squidward twice.	I like Squidward.
Plankton: A traveling restaurant, eh? It's not fair! I had that idea years ago! No matter. If Mr. Krabs wants to play dirty, then Plankton's ready for his turn to take his turn.	Hello!
Man: Hello.	Could I interest you in a Krabby Patty?
Man: No thanks. Patrick: Now what?	I don't know, Patrick. Mr. Krabs said if we didn't find customers, not to come back. Are you sure you don't want to be out first customer, sir.
Man: Yeah, I'm pretty sure.	Wait! We'll pay ya!
Man: Hey, thanks again, guys. Good luck with the restaurant!	Thank you, sir, come again!
Plankton: Those nincompoops are better salesmen than I suspected. Voice: Customer approaching. Plankton: Hello, little boy. Would you like a chum burger? Boy: Uh, does it come in raspberry? Plankton: Um, no. Boy: Blueberry? Plankton: No. Boy: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...raspberry? Plankton: Ah, come on, kid. You asked me that already. Now quit wasting my time! Mable: Hey, you can't talk to my son that way! Who do you think you are? Plankton: I'm Plankton, you old hag. And your son smells like boogers. Truck Driver: Hey, you can't talk about my wife that way. What do you think this is? Plankton: I think it's time for you to lose some weight, fatty. That's what this is. Mary: Hey, you can't talk to my grandson like that. Someone oughta put you in a mental hospital. Plankton: Someone should put you in a box floating down the river, Grandma! Mary: You're probably right. Plankton: You people are crazy. I'm getting out of here. What the? No! Controls malfunctioning!	Hey, Patrick.
Patrick: Yeah?	Weren't you supposed to be on kitchen duty? Oh, no. You burnt all the patties. It's hard as a rock. How are we gonna find somebody who would buy these?
Truck Driver: Hey, the rocks are all gone. Crowd: Aww!	Folks, have I got a deal for you.
Jack: Alright, get 'im!	Won't Mr. Krabs be so proud of us when he finds out how good we're doing. See any new customers, Patrick?
Patrick: No, but I see a sign. It says. Warning: Ab...eyes?	Here, let me see. No, Patrick, that says Abyss.
Patrick: Oh, OK. What's an abyss, SpongeBob?	An abyss is a bottomless... ...chasm! Pat, we're falling!
Patrick: And now we're being bathed in an eerie red light! Plankton: Yes! Yes! Patrick: And now a deafening warning siren! Sea Monster:	Look, Patrick! We've floated back up, out of the deep, dark, depressing, horrible abyss!
Sea Monster: Hey! Who are you calling dark and depressing?	Daa! We didn't mean it that way, Mr. Sea Monster, sir! What we really wanna know is... are you hungry?
Sea Monster: Hungry? I've been asleep for 79 years. Which means my last meal was 79 years ago. Yes, I'm hungry.	Then try one of our Krabby Patties.
Sea Monster: Mmm! That's the best thing I've tasted since that sewer spill...back in '76. I'll take 640 of them. SpongeBob and Patrick: Woo hoo! Patrick: Order...uh...up! Plankton: Now that those two are out of the picture, all of the customers will come running to me. This calls for drastic-er-est measures! Okay, you bums, time for the second course; Chum Charges! Patrick: SpongeBob! Our hull's been breached. Do you know what that means?	No!
Patrick: Neither do I! Plankton: Yes! I sunk the Krusty Krab! I sunk the Krusty Krab! I sunk the... Ah, who needs that old Rust Bucket anyhow. Sea Monster: Come on in there! I want more sandwiches! Patrick: SpongeBob, look!	What is it?
Patrick: It's a liquid.	No, it's a solid! It's a solid!
SpongeBob and Patrick: It's a lol-squid. Sea Monster: All right, what's going on in there? Hey, that looks like a sandwich to me!	But not just a sandwich. It's a...Chum-Wich.
Sea Monster: Mmm! Now that's a sandwich!	Anything else before we shove off?
Sea Monster: I want dessert!	We- We don't have desserts.
Plankton: Don't give another penny to those fast-food phonies. That's right, they stole my idea. My, my, my... Sea Monster: Hey, a chocolate éclair! Now that looks like dessert to me! Plankton: No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no! You- You've got it all wrong, see... Hey! Janitor: There you are, Mr. Krabs, just like new again. Squidward: Now all we have to do is keep SpongeBob away from the...	We're back, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: Tell me all about it. Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!	You wouldn't believe it Mr. Krabs, we had so many new customers!
Mr. Krabs: I don't care about that. Tell me about the money.	There we were at the bottom of a deep, dark, abyss. And we had to let go of something heavy.
Patrick: And paper. Mr. Krabs: You let go of all the money I earned as ballast?	But on the bright side, we did manage to bring back 37,000 pounds of these decorative deep sea rocks! And then, the ugly mollusk ran all the way home...
Patrick: SpongeBob, you gotta see this! It's an emergency broadcast on my TV! TV announcer: The day you've been waiting for is almost here. That's right. Glove World! has a new ride. It's big... TV announcer: It's fast... Nancy Suzy Fish: Harold, no! TV announcer: It's painful... TV announcer: It's the Fiery Fist O' Pain. Opening tomorrow only at Glove World! Patrick: Tomorrow! SpongeBob, we gotta get to bed so we can be first in line!	Glove World! Roller coaster. First in line.
Dream SpongeBob: Excuse me, which way to the Fist O' Pain? Dream SpongeBob: In the name of amusement, no...!	I don't want to ride the Fist Of Pain!
Patrick: You ready to ride the Fist O' Pain?	No! Well, yeah. It's just that I had a bad dream last night.
Patrick: Really? Me too!	What was your dream about, Patrick?
Patrick: Oh, look, the bus is here!	Wait for me, Patrick. Whoo! Fiery Fist O' Pain, here we come.
Timmy Monroe: Yeah, dudes, we're all riding the Fist O' Pain. Boy #2: I heard somebody rode it and his spine fell out. Timmy: Dude, I hope my spine falls out. Taylor: Yeah, me too.	Boy, the Fist O' Pain sounds...
Patrick: Really, really scary. I mean fun-ifying. I mean horror-tastic. I mean fun-ible! Fun, really, really fun.	Yeah, really fun. That sure looks like fun.
Patrick: Yeah, I can't wait to ride it. All: Yes, we're here! Whoo! Employee: Tickets, please.	No tickets. I must have left it at home.
Patrick: I swallowed my tickets.	I guess we're not gonna be riding the Fist O' Pain today.
Nat: Hold on a second, there's your tickets in your back pockets.	Oh, barnacles!. It sure was lucky we found our tickets.
Patrick: Yeah, bad luck. I mean good luck, very good luck.	There it is. The line looks awfully long.
Patrick: Oh, I know! Let's go on some of the dumb kiddie rides first.	Yeah, and then the Fist O' Pain will seem even cooler.
Patrick: Phew.	Can you believe some people are afraid to ride roller coasters?
Patrick: Yeah, only a real baby would be afraid of a roll... Whoa!	I can't believe it, Patrick. It's Glovey Glove! Get over there and I'll take your picture with him. Get closer, Patrick.
Patrick: Nuh-uh.	Come on, closer. That's it, a little more. Now hold onto his thumb. Give me a big smile.
Patrick: How do I look? Wow, I look great. SpongeBob & Patrick: The Mitten!	I mean, The Mitten.
Patrick: That ride's for babies.	Yeah. Let's ride it just to see how baby-fied it is.
Patrick: I guess that ride was too much for the little guy.	Well, the line looks a little bit shorter now. Can you believe that some people are scared of this ride?
Patrick: Yeah, it's perfectly safe. No one gets hurt riding these roller coasters. Old Man Walker: Oh, why, why, why? Why won't you let me on the ride? Harold: Sir, you have a serious medical condition. Old Man Walker: But it's my birthday! Patrick: Yeah! SpongeBob & Patrick: One more time! Tom: You know, this is the line for the bathroom.	We've gone eight times.
Patrick: And I went three times all by myself. Tom: I'm going to walk away now.	Bye.
Patrick: Have fun! Larry: SpongeBob! Patrick!	Hello, Larry.
Larry: I just got off the Fist O' Pain. Man, what a rush. You smell that? That's the smell of adrenaline.	Oh, it's, uh... very manly, Larry.
Larry: SpongeBob, I'm not smelling any adrenaline on you. You haven't gone on the ride?	Um, I have a confession to make. We haven't gone on the ride because I'm... hungry. I'm very hungry. Hungry, hungry!
Larry: Come on, Patrick. You and me, pal? Patrick: I'm hungry, too. Larry: Maybe I should stop making people smell me. Patrick: Want some?	No thanks, Patrick. Um, you got ice cream in your eyebrows.
Patrick: Yeah, that's the problem with this brand. I'll be right back.	Hurry back so we can go on the ride.
Ice Cream: What's the matter, SpongeBob?	Oh, delicious dairy treat, I don't know what to do.
Ice Cream: Patrick's your best friend. You can't let him down.	I know, but the ride is really scary.
Ice Cream: You wanna see scary? I'll show you scary!	Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
Ice Cream: You like that? You like that? Huh, you like that? Patrick: It's just a ride. What are you so scared about? You can do it. Reflection: No you can't. You're a big crybaby. Patrick: Oh, yeah? I thought we'd settled this the last time!	Ow, quit it! Ow, quit it! Ow, quit it!
Patrick: SpongeBob, I have to tell you something.	I have to tell you something too, Patrick.
Henry: Attention. Glove World! will be closing in five minutes. SpongeBob and Patrick: Five minutes?! Ice Cream: What are you looking at?	Warning! This ride may cause: Crying, screaming, projectile vomiting, amnesia, spine loss, embarrassing accidents, uncontrollable gas...
SpongeBob & Patrick: ...and explosive diarrhea.	Is that all?
Patrick: Big deal, I did half that stuff this morning. Henry: Last call for the Fiery Fist O' Pain.	Well, this is it, Pat.
Patrick: Yep.	Here we go.
Patrick: Uh-huh.	On the Fiery Fist O' Pain.
Patrick: After you.	We made it.
Patrick: Yeah. Employee #3: Please keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times. There. Employee #4: Now if you could just sign this release, involving Glove World! in case of accidental spine loss... Well, nice knowing you. Employee #3: Ready in ten...	This is it, Patrick.
Employee #3: Nine, eight...	We made it!
Employee #3: Seven, six... Patrick: We're not scaredy cats. Employee #3: Five, four...	We're not crybabies.
Employee #3: Three, two... SpongeBob & Patrick: We're brave! Employee #3: One... Henry: Uh, we're experiencing some technical difficulties. Employee #3: Man, this cheap thing is always breaking down. Hey, sorry, guys. Maybe next time.	Patrick, I have a confession to make. I was really scared about going on this ride.
Patrick: Me too.	I didn't know how to tell you because, well, I didn't want to disappoint you.
Patrick: I didn't want you to be disappointed in me.	But now we don't have to face our fears. The ride is broken.
Patrick: Yeah! Employee #3: Oh, wait, it's fine. SpongeBob & Patrick: Huh? Employee #3: Have fun.	Patrick, I don't want to face my fears. I'm afraid of them! Goodbye, Patrick.
Patrick: Goodbye, SpongeBob. Woman: Please wait until the car has come to a complete stop. And stop crying! Employee #3: It's over. You can get out now. SpongeBob & Patrick: We did it!	We conquered our fears!
Patrick: We stopped crying!	We survived the Fist o' Pain!
Employee #3: Hey, hold it right there! You forgot these. SpongeBob & Patrick: Our spines! Yeah!	Let's go again!
Patrick: Yeah! TV narrator: We now return to tonight's Creepy Time Theater presentation of Night of the Robot. Man being chased:	Hurry, Gary, the scary robot movie's on.
Gary: Meow.	What do you mean I shouldn't watch this? Scary movies don't always freak me out! What if Mom is a robot? What if Uncle Sherm is a robot? What if Gary is a robot? Gary? Psst, Gary? Gare-Bear?
Gary: Meow!	Gary, if you were a robot, you'd tell me, right?
Gary: Meow.	Oh, I've got nothing to worry about. And now to get a good night's sleep. Robot! OH MY GOSH! Huh?
Mr. Krabs: How about a little music to count me money to? Radio DJ: And now for the #1 song in Bikini Bottom: Electric Zoo. Mr. Krabs: Hey, that's pretty catchy. Bee-bee-boo-bop, bee-bee-boo-beep. Yeah, that's not bad! I love this young people's music!	I SURRENDER!!! Oh...
Squidward: SpongeBob!	Squidward, why are you wearing my hat on your nose?
Squidward: I'm not wearing your hat on my nose! I'm waiting for #17's order!	#17 -- Krabby Patty and a medium beverage. Course. Sorry Squidward, I'm not really feeling myself today. I guess I'm a little bit jumpy. I keep thinking robots are taking over the world, probably on account of this movie I watched last night where robots take over the world. I even asked Gary if he was a robot! Pretty funny, huh?
Squidward: Hilarious. Just deliver the food.	There you go! Enjoy your... Say, you're not a robot, are you?
Thaddeus: No, I'm not.	Well, keep your eyes peeled. They're everywhere. Back to work!
Mr. Krabs: I feel completely recharged!	That sounds like Mr. Krabs.
Mr. Krabs: Come on, little buddy, play it again. Please? One more time, for me.	That was strange. Mr. Krabs was talking to his radio, and he said he feels recharged. If I didn't know better, I'd say he was... ...a robot! Nah.
Mr. Krabs: Yes, hello. I was wondering if you could play that song again. Radio DJ: Hmmm... which one, man? Mr. Krabs: The one that goes bee-boo-boo-bop, boo-boo-beep. Radio DJ: No, man, you're thinking of wee-wub-wub-womp-wub-wub-womp. Mr. Krabs: Bee-boo-boo-boo-boo-bop, bee-boo-boo-bop, boo-boo-bee-bop? Not bee-boo-boo-beep? Bop...? Beep?! Boo-boo-bop?!	Oh my gosh. Why was Mr. Krabs making all those beeping sounds? Could it be that he's... ...a robot? Nah. Oh, Squidward, it's terrible! Mr. Krabs... talking to radio... beeping sounds... strange dancing... robot!
Squidward: That's great, SpongeBob. Why don't you work on this problem back in the kitchen!	I'm serious, Squidward! Mr. Krabs is a robot. And I can prove it, too.
Squidward: How did you...?	Let's see, in the movie the robots didn't have a sense of humor! They couldn't laugh. Hey, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: What is it, boy?	Squidward just told me a hilarious joke and I thought you might like to hear it.
Mr. Krabs: Is it true, Squidward? Is it hilarious? Squidward: Umm... yeah, sure. Mr. Krabs: Well, let's hear it, lad.	Okay, here it goes! Uhh, how'd it go Squidward?
Squidward: Uhh, it went, umm, uhh, let's see, uhh... why couldn't the 11-year-old get into the pirate movie? Mr. Krabs: Why? Squidward: It was rated ARRGH! Arrgh! Because it's... about... pirates. Mr. Krabs: I'm not paying you to do stand up, Mr. Squidward! Now get back to work!	Not even a chuckle! See, Squidward? He didn't laugh because he couldn't laugh because he's... ...a robot!
Squidward: There's a logical explanation why he didn't laugh, SpongeBob. He's obviously heard it before. The only reason you think Krabs is a robot is because you watched that stupid movie. Now why don't you...	Hey, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: What? What is it, boy?	Squidward's father never hugged him. Isn't that sad?
Mr. Krabs: Yes, I suppose that is rather sad, but Squidward can hug himself during his break. Now get back to work!	Just like the robot in the movie. He couldn't cry either.
Squidward: SpongeBob, this is getting ridiculous. I'll have you know my father loved me very much!	That's the final test, Squidward; the love test. Robots can't love.
Squidward: No, wait, SpongeBob!	Hey, Mr. Krabs!
Mr. Krabs: What is it, SpongeBob?!	I just wanted to tell you that Squidward loves you!
Mr. Krabs: Get back to work, Mr. Squidward.	Squidward?
Mr. Krabs: Aw, me radio died! Hmmm, these batteries still have a little juice in 'em. I know! I'll give 'em to Pearl for Christmas. Me hard-boiled egg is ready! I can already taste it. Come to Papa. Got ya! And what good is a hot-boiled egg without a little salt?	Mr. Krabs!

Patrick: Yeah, dark.

Well, there's gotta be a light switch around here somewhere. Found it. Excuse me, sir. Hey, Patrick, look! We're moving! And here's the steering wheel!

Patrick: Now hold it, SpongeBob. You better let me drive.

Gimme that wheel!

Patrick: No! Let go! I wanna drive! Mr. Krabs: I don't understand, Squidward. Where are all the customers? I know the Krusty Krab isn't Bikini Bottom's most prestigious eatery, but at least it's better than that salty old Chum Bucket across the street. And that's our only competition. Squidward: Am I getting paid extra for this conversation? Mr. Krabs: Oh, come on, Squidward. Can't you just pretend to listen for once in your life? Do it for old Mr. Krabs. Squidward: Well, since you can't bring any customers into the Krusty Krab, have you ever thought about bringing the Krusty Krab to the customers? Mr. Krabs: Quiet, Squidward, I'm brainstorming! Ooh, ooh! What if instead of bringing customers to the Krusty Krab, we could bring the Krusty Krab to the customers? Squidward: La la la la la la la la la la la la. Mr. Krabs: Yes, of course! But how?

Can we park here? Hey, Mr. Krabs! Look what Patrick and I found! We're gonna use it to go on a long journey.

Patrick: Or even around the block! Mr. Krabs: That's it! We'll take the Krusty Krab on the road. So long, boys. Make me lots of money!

Bye, Squidward. Bye, Mr. Krabs. Bye, Squidward.

Patrick: You said Bye, Squidward twice.

I like Squidward.

Plankton: A traveling restaurant, eh? It's not fair! I had that idea years ago! No matter. If Mr. Krabs wants to play dirty, then Plankton's ready for his turn to take his turn.

Hello!

Man: Hello.

Could I interest you in a Krabby Patty?

Man: No thanks. Patrick: Now what?

I don't know, Patrick. Mr. Krabs said if we didn't find customers, not to come back. Are you sure you don't want to be out first customer, sir.

Man: Yeah, I'm pretty sure.

Wait! We'll pay ya!

Man: Hey, thanks again, guys. Good luck with the restaurant!

Thank you, sir, come again!

Plankton: Those nincompoops are better salesmen than I suspected. Voice: Customer approaching. Plankton: Hello, little boy. Would you like a chum burger? Boy: Uh, does it come in raspberry? Plankton: Um, no. Boy: Blueberry? Plankton: No. Boy: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...raspberry? Plankton: Ah, come on, kid. You asked me that already. Now quit wasting my time! Mable: Hey, you can't talk to my son that way! Who do you think you are? Plankton: I'm Plankton, you old hag. And your son smells like boogers. Truck Driver: Hey, you can't talk about my wife that way. What do you think this is? Plankton: I think it's time for you to lose some weight, fatty. That's what this is. Mary: Hey, you can't talk to my grandson like that. Someone oughta put you in a mental hospital. Plankton: Someone should put you in a box floating down the river, Grandma! Mary: You're probably right. Plankton: You people are crazy. I'm getting out of here. What the? No! Controls malfunctioning!

Hey, Patrick.

Patrick: Yeah?

Weren't you supposed to be on kitchen duty? Oh, no. You burnt all the patties. It's hard as a rock. How are we gonna find somebody who would buy these?

Truck Driver: Hey, the rocks are all gone. Crowd: Aww!

Folks, have I got a deal for you.

Jack: Alright, get 'im!

Won't Mr. Krabs be so proud of us when he finds out how good we're doing. See any new customers, Patrick?

Patrick: No, but I see a sign. It says. Warning: Ab...eyes?

Here, let me see. No, Patrick, that says Abyss.

Patrick: Oh, OK. What's an abyss, SpongeBob?

An abyss is a bottomless... ...chasm! Pat, we're falling!

Patrick: And now we're being bathed in an eerie red light! Plankton: Yes! Yes! Patrick: And now a deafening warning siren! Sea Monster:

Look, Patrick! We've floated back up, out of the deep, dark, depressing, horrible abyss!

Sea Monster: Hey! Who are you calling dark and depressing?

Daa! We didn't mean it that way, Mr. Sea Monster, sir! What we really wanna know is... are you hungry?

Sea Monster: Hungry? I've been asleep for 79 years. Which means my last meal was 79 years ago. Yes, I'm hungry.

Then try one of our Krabby Patties.

Sea Monster: Mmm! That's the best thing I've tasted since that sewer spill...back in '76. I'll take 640 of them. SpongeBob and Patrick: Woo hoo! Patrick: Order...uh...up! Plankton: Now that those two are out of the picture, all of the customers will come running to me. This calls for drastic-er-est measures! Okay, you bums, time for the second course; Chum Charges! Patrick: SpongeBob! Our hull's been breached. Do you know what that means?

No!

Patrick: Neither do I! Plankton: Yes! I sunk the Krusty Krab! I sunk the Krusty Krab! I sunk the... Ah, who needs that old Rust Bucket anyhow. Sea Monster: Come on in there! I want more sandwiches! Patrick: SpongeBob, look!

What is it?

Patrick: It's a liquid.

No, it's a solid! It's a solid!

SpongeBob and Patrick: It's a lol-squid. Sea Monster: All right, what's going on in there? Hey, that looks like a sandwich to me!

But not just a sandwich. It's a...Chum-Wich.

Sea Monster: Mmm! Now that's a sandwich!

Anything else before we shove off?

Sea Monster: I want dessert!

We- We don't have desserts.

Plankton: Don't give another penny to those fast-food phonies. That's right, they stole my idea. My, my, my... Sea Monster: Hey, a chocolate éclair! Now that looks like dessert to me! Plankton: No! No, no, no, no, no, no, no! You- You've got it all wrong, see... Hey! Janitor: There you are, Mr. Krabs, just like new again. Squidward: Now all we have to do is keep SpongeBob away from the...

We're back, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Tell me all about it. Tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me!

You wouldn't believe it Mr. Krabs, we had so many new customers!

Mr. Krabs: I don't care about that. Tell me about the money.

There we were at the bottom of a deep, dark, abyss. And we had to let go of something heavy.

Patrick: And paper. Mr. Krabs: You let go of all the money I earned as ballast?

But on the bright side, we did manage to bring back 37,000 pounds of these decorative deep sea rocks! And then, the ugly mollusk ran all the way home...

Patrick: SpongeBob, you gotta see this! It's an emergency broadcast on my TV! TV announcer: The day you've been waiting for is almost here. That's right. Glove World! has a new ride. It's big... TV announcer: It's fast... Nancy Suzy Fish: Harold, no! TV announcer: It's painful... TV announcer: It's the Fiery Fist O' Pain. Opening tomorrow only at Glove World! Patrick: Tomorrow! SpongeBob, we gotta get to bed so we can be first in line!

Glove World! Roller coaster. First in line.

Dream SpongeBob: Excuse me, which way to the Fist O' Pain? Dream SpongeBob: In the name of amusement, no...!

I don't want to ride the Fist Of Pain!

Patrick: You ready to ride the Fist O' Pain?

No! Well, yeah. It's just that I had a bad dream last night.

Patrick: Really? Me too!

What was your dream about, Patrick?

Patrick: Oh, look, the bus is here!

Wait for me, Patrick. Whoo! Fiery Fist O' Pain, here we come.

Timmy Monroe: Yeah, dudes, we're all riding the Fist O' Pain. Boy #2: I heard somebody rode it and his spine fell out. Timmy: Dude, I hope my spine falls out. Taylor: Yeah, me too.

Boy, the Fist O' Pain sounds...

Patrick: Really, really scary. I mean fun-ifying. I mean horror-tastic. I mean fun-ible! Fun, really, really fun.

Yeah, really fun. That sure looks like fun.

Patrick: Yeah, I can't wait to ride it. All: Yes, we're here! Whoo! Employee: Tickets, please.

No tickets. I must have left it at home.

Patrick: I swallowed my tickets.

I guess we're not gonna be riding the Fist O' Pain today.

Nat: Hold on a second, there's your tickets in your back pockets.

Oh, barnacles!. It sure was lucky we found our tickets.

Patrick: Yeah, bad luck. I mean good luck, very good luck.

There it is. The line looks awfully long.

Patrick: Oh, I know! Let's go on some of the dumb kiddie rides first.

Yeah, and then the Fist O' Pain will seem even cooler.

Patrick: Phew.

Can you believe some people are afraid to ride roller coasters?

Patrick: Yeah, only a real baby would be afraid of a roll... Whoa!

I can't believe it, Patrick. It's Glovey Glove! Get over there and I'll take your picture with him. Get closer, Patrick.

Patrick: Nuh-uh.

Come on, closer. That's it, a little more. Now hold onto his thumb. Give me a big smile.

Patrick: How do I look? Wow, I look great. SpongeBob & Patrick: The Mitten!

I mean, The Mitten.

Patrick: That ride's for babies.

Yeah. Let's ride it just to see how baby-fied it is.

Patrick: I guess that ride was too much for the little guy.

Well, the line looks a little bit shorter now. Can you believe that some people are scared of this ride?

Patrick: Yeah, it's perfectly safe. No one gets hurt riding these roller coasters. Old Man Walker: Oh, why, why, why? Why won't you let me on the ride? Harold: Sir, you have a serious medical condition. Old Man Walker: But it's my birthday! Patrick: Yeah! SpongeBob & Patrick: One more time! Tom: You know, this is the line for the bathroom.

We've gone eight times.

Patrick: And I went three times all by myself. Tom: I'm going to walk away now.

Bye.

Patrick: Have fun! Larry: SpongeBob! Patrick!

Hello, Larry.

Larry: I just got off the Fist O' Pain. Man, what a rush. You smell that? That's the smell of adrenaline.

Oh, it's, uh... very manly, Larry.

Larry: SpongeBob, I'm not smelling any adrenaline on you. You haven't gone on the ride?

Um, I have a confession to make. We haven't gone on the ride because I'm... hungry. I'm very hungry. Hungry, hungry!

Larry: Come on, Patrick. You and me, pal? Patrick: I'm hungry, too. Larry: Maybe I should stop making people smell me. Patrick: Want some?

No thanks, Patrick. Um, you got ice cream in your eyebrows.

Patrick: Yeah, that's the problem with this brand. I'll be right back.

Hurry back so we can go on the ride.

Ice Cream: What's the matter, SpongeBob?

Oh, delicious dairy treat, I don't know what to do.

Ice Cream: Patrick's your best friend. You can't let him down.

I know, but the ride is really scary.

Ice Cream: You wanna see scary? I'll show you scary!

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

Ice Cream: You like that? You like that? Huh, you like that? Patrick: It's just a ride. What are you so scared about? You can do it. Reflection: No you can't. You're a big crybaby. Patrick: Oh, yeah? I thought we'd settled this the last time!

Ow, quit it! Ow, quit it! Ow, quit it!

Patrick: SpongeBob, I have to tell you something.

I have to tell you something too, Patrick.

Henry: Attention. Glove World! will be closing in five minutes. SpongeBob and Patrick: Five minutes?! Ice Cream: What are you looking at?

Warning! This ride may cause: Crying, screaming, projectile vomiting, amnesia, spine loss, embarrassing accidents, uncontrollable gas...

SpongeBob & Patrick: ...and explosive diarrhea.

Is that all?

Patrick: Big deal, I did half that stuff this morning. Henry: Last call for the Fiery Fist O' Pain.

Well, this is it, Pat.

Patrick: Yep.

Here we go.

Patrick: Uh-huh.

On the Fiery Fist O' Pain.

Patrick: After you.

We made it.

Patrick: Yeah. Employee #3: Please keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times. There. Employee #4: Now if you could just sign this release, involving Glove World! in case of accidental spine loss... Well, nice knowing you. Employee #3: Ready in ten...

This is it, Patrick.

Employee #3: Nine, eight...

We made it!

Employee #3: Seven, six... Patrick: We're not scaredy cats. Employee #3: Five, four...

We're not crybabies.

Employee #3: Three, two... SpongeBob & Patrick: We're brave! Employee #3: One... Henry: Uh, we're experiencing some technical difficulties. Employee #3: Man, this cheap thing is always breaking down. Hey, sorry, guys. Maybe next time.

Patrick, I have a confession to make. I was really scared about going on this ride.

Patrick: Me too.

I didn't know how to tell you because, well, I didn't want to disappoint you.

Patrick: I didn't want you to be disappointed in me.

But now we don't have to face our fears. The ride is broken.

Patrick: Yeah! Employee #3: Oh, wait, it's fine. SpongeBob & Patrick: Huh? Employee #3: Have fun.

Patrick, I don't want to face my fears. I'm afraid of them! Goodbye, Patrick.

Patrick: Goodbye, SpongeBob. Woman: Please wait until the car has come to a complete stop. And stop crying! Employee #3: It's over. You can get out now. SpongeBob & Patrick: We did it!

We conquered our fears!

Patrick: We stopped crying!

We survived the Fist o' Pain!

Employee #3: Hey, hold it right there! You forgot these. SpongeBob & Patrick: Our spines! Yeah!

Let's go again!

Patrick: Yeah! TV narrator: We now return to tonight's Creepy Time Theater presentation of Night of the Robot. Man being chased:

Hurry, Gary, the scary robot movie's on.

Gary: Meow.

What do you mean I shouldn't watch this? Scary movies don't always freak me out! What if Mom is a robot? What if Uncle Sherm is a robot? What if Gary is a robot? Gary? Psst, Gary? Gare-Bear?

Gary: Meow!

Gary, if you were a robot, you'd tell me, right?

Gary: Meow.

Oh, I've got nothing to worry about. And now to get a good night's sleep. Robot! OH MY GOSH! Huh?

Mr. Krabs: How about a little music to count me money to? Radio DJ: And now for the #1 song in Bikini Bottom: Electric Zoo. Mr. Krabs: Hey, that's pretty catchy. Bee-bee-boo-bop, bee-bee-boo-beep. Yeah, that's not bad! I love this young people's music!

I SURRENDER!!! Oh...

Squidward: SpongeBob!

Squidward, why are you wearing my hat on your nose?

Squidward: I'm not wearing your hat on my nose! I'm waiting for #17's order!

#17 -- Krabby Patty and a medium beverage. Course. Sorry Squidward, I'm not really feeling myself today. I guess I'm a little bit jumpy. I keep thinking robots are taking over the world, probably on account of this movie I watched last night where robots take over the world. I even asked Gary if he was a robot! Pretty funny, huh?

Squidward: Hilarious. Just deliver the food.

There you go! Enjoy your... Say, you're not a robot, are you?

Thaddeus: No, I'm not.

Well, keep your eyes peeled. They're everywhere. Back to work!

Mr. Krabs: I feel completely recharged!

That sounds like Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Come on, little buddy, play it again. Please? One more time, for me.

That was strange. Mr. Krabs was talking to his radio, and he said he feels recharged. If I didn't know better, I'd say he was... ...a robot! Nah.

Mr. Krabs: Yes, hello. I was wondering if you could play that song again. Radio DJ: Hmmm... which one, man? Mr. Krabs: The one that goes bee-boo-boo-bop, boo-boo-beep. Radio DJ: No, man, you're thinking of wee-wub-wub-womp-wub-wub-womp. Mr. Krabs: Bee-boo-boo-boo-boo-bop, bee-boo-boo-bop, boo-boo-bee-bop? Not bee-boo-boo-beep? Bop...? Beep?! Boo-boo-bop?!

Oh my gosh. Why was Mr. Krabs making all those beeping sounds? Could it be that he's... ...a robot? Nah. Oh, Squidward, it's terrible! Mr. Krabs... talking to radio... beeping sounds... strange dancing... robot!

Squidward: That's great, SpongeBob. Why don't you work on this problem back in the kitchen!

I'm serious, Squidward! Mr. Krabs is a robot. And I can prove it, too.

Squidward: How did you...?

Let's see, in the movie the robots didn't have a sense of humor! They couldn't laugh. Hey, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: What is it, boy?

Squidward just told me a hilarious joke and I thought you might like to hear it.

Mr. Krabs: Is it true, Squidward? Is it hilarious? Squidward: Umm... yeah, sure. Mr. Krabs: Well, let's hear it, lad.

Okay, here it goes! Uhh, how'd it go Squidward?

Squidward: Uhh, it went, umm, uhh, let's see, uhh... why couldn't the 11-year-old get into the pirate movie? Mr. Krabs: Why? Squidward: It was rated ARRGH! Arrgh! Because it's... about... pirates. Mr. Krabs: I'm not paying you to do stand up, Mr. Squidward! Now get back to work!

Not even a chuckle! See, Squidward? He didn't laugh because he couldn't laugh because he's... ...a robot!

Squidward: There's a logical explanation why he didn't laugh, SpongeBob. He's obviously heard it before. The only reason you think Krabs is a robot is because you watched that stupid movie. Now why don't you...

Hey, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: What? What is it, boy?

Squidward's father never hugged him. Isn't that sad?

Mr. Krabs: Yes, I suppose that is rather sad, but Squidward can hug himself during his break. Now get back to work!

Just like the robot in the movie. He couldn't cry either.

Squidward: SpongeBob, this is getting ridiculous. I'll have you know my father loved me very much!

That's the final test, Squidward; the love test. Robots can't love.

Squidward: No, wait, SpongeBob!

Hey, Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: What is it, SpongeBob?!

I just wanted to tell you that Squidward loves you!

Mr. Krabs: Get back to work, Mr. Squidward.

Squidward?

Mr. Krabs: Aw, me radio died! Hmmm, these batteries still have a little juice in 'em. I know! I'll give 'em to Pearl for Christmas. Me hard-boiled egg is ready! I can already taste it. Come to Papa. Got ya! And what good is a hot-boiled egg without a little salt?

Mr. Krabs!