Well, this certainly has been a glorious day,

but I'd better get back to class.

[mumbling]

[chuckles] You said it, buddy.

Where do you think you're going SquarePants?!

You just got here.

Well, I'm sorry, Sandy,

but I just got to get back to class.

Sure you can't stay

for just a short spell, SpongeBob?

I mean, it's such a nice day

and everyone's having a good time.

[all] Hi, SpongeBob!

No. I gave Mrs. Puff my word and I shall not betray her.

Not even for a game of badminton with me and Dale here?

Okay, maybe just one game.

I'm serving it up, SpongeBob, ready or not!

Patrick, you remember how to play this game?

Mm-mm.

Is this the one with the lowest score wins?

Nice job, SpongeBob. You're serve.

Here it comes!

[grunting]

Hey, I'm getting pretty good at this game.

He's about to beat the undefeated Sandy Cheeks

at her own game.

SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob!

SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob!

[grunting]

Yay!

[chuckles] Excuse me, ma'am.

[whistling

Hey, best friend, check this out.

It's a small plastic disc that you throw.

Small plastic disc that you throw?!

I love playing

small plastic disc that you throw.

I do too, buddy.

If only small plastic disc that you throw had a shorter,

catchier name.

Oh. Oh! How about

small plastic disc that you toss?

Perfect! Now run along, Patrick and I'll toss it to ya!

Ready?!

[laughing]

[laughing]

That's why they call it a sandwi...

[laughing]

[laughing]

I caught it!

Good work, man.

[gasping]

I see you've read my book.

Craig Mammalton?

The tanest man on TV?

[chuckles] None other.

Oh, look at those gorgeous wrinkles.

What, these?

[cheering]

Oh, and his skin, it's so leathery.

Well, I don't mean to brag, but, uh...

[cheering]

Whose Craig Mammalton?

You don't know who Craig Mammalton is?

He's like so tan.

Legend has it that his tan is so deep

that even his bones are rich caramel brown.

Wow.

His mother must be so proud.

Please, people, please,

there'll be plenty of time to admire my body this weekend

at my annual summer shindig.

[cheering]

Wow, Patrick, an invitation to our first summer shindig.

And here it is.

Can I help you, little fella?

Seems to be stuck.

Yeah, I don't think this is your type of party.

I don't want to embarrass you guys...

Hey, everyone, check this out!

...but this party is for the pigmentally gifted.

Must be this tan to enter.

And your skin is as light and smooth

as, uh, well as a baby's bottom.

[laughing]

Why, thank you.

We did put on a few extra coats of sunscreen today.

In fact... it's time for another coat.

We've got to look our best.

Losers.

[laughing]

You're not coming to my party... without a tan.

So, Squidward, what you wanna talk about?

Well, it's, uh, kind of hard to put into words.

Oh, I've been there, amigo.

You have?

Sure, but nothing clears the sawdust

out of your brains quicker than a ride on a jet ski.

Ever been on one of these little babies?

Um, no, they always seemed a little sporty for me.

Well, you only live once.

And I just happen to have an extra helmet.

What the heck.

Hey!

[sighing]

Ow!

Ow! Hey, watch it!

[snoring]

There's blubber mouth.

[snoring]

There's Plankton's patty.

You know what to do.

Do I?

Oh, yeah.

[snoring]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[groaning] Oh, well. No patty for Plankton.

[crying]

I'm going in.

Eh. Just being near a whale's mouth

gives me the creeps. [screaming]

[screaming]

Quiet, you fool, you'll wake up Pearl.

[snoring]

[sighing] Smell that fresh seawater.

Oh. [chuckles]

Right. Sorry.

[sighing]

[yawning] See Sandy,

nothing to worry about. Baby sitting is easy.

[snoring]

Hey, Uncle SpongeBob.

Eh?

Open your eyes.

You're just gonna love...

our sandy surprise.

It's our gift to you.

Well, isn't that sweet.

And it won't wash away.

Cause it's made of concrete.

[mumbling]

Good structural integrity, girls, but little tight.

So sorry, Uncle.

We made it too small.

But we'll get you out.

With this wrecking ball!

A wrecking what? Owsie.

[squawking]

[grunting]

Let's all go to my house and take a little break.

[groaning]

On, no.

A stomach ache at the beach? That's no fun.

I wish it would go away. Huh?

Your wish is granted. Hold out your hand.

Wow. What is this?

For fast relief of indigestion, try Gush and Flush

and wash your pain down the drain.

And my stupid husband while you're at it.

[sighing, groaning]

[arguing]

[screaming]

[groaning]

[screaming]

Thank you extra strength Gush and Flush.

[chuckles]

[grunting]

Let's kick it up a notch.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[panting]

[panting]

[groaning]

Shee-oot, SpongeBob.

How we gonna go swimming when you're in a shirt and tie?

Oh, yes, how foolish of me. [laughing]

Allow me to remedy said situation right now.

I will just use this changing tent here

to change into my bathing suit.

And I won't do anything else.

SpongeBob's acting jumpier

than a rattlesnake in a pickle barrel.

Wait. What?

[laughing]

Oh, I'll be changing, all right, but not into a bathing suit.

Wait until Sandy sees that I brought my karate gear.

Hi-yah! Hi-yah! Sandy won't beat me this time

because I've got the elements on my side,

the elements of surprise. Hi-yah!

[Sandy] SpongeBob! Are you ready?

Yeah, Sandy, I most certainly am ready.

Ready to get it on.

- Hi-i-i... - Hi-yah!

Look, SpongeBob, we both brought our karate gear.

[laughing]

Great minds think alike, I suppose.

Hi-yah!

I may be down, but I'm not out.

Way to go, buddy.

It took us three days to make that potato salad.

Three days!

Hi-yah! Sandy?

Oh, I'm Sandy, all right. I'm very sandy. Hi-yah!

Oh, I get it. She's Sandy.

That's her name and she's also covered in- yes.

On your mark, get set, eat!

Wow, you two are off like a herd of turtles.

Watch this.

[grunting]

[belching] I win.

Hot dang!

I'm faster than green grass through a goose.

Hmm. These jumbo dogs are much too big

for your baby heads.

[grunting]

These dinky dogs should do ya.

Thank you.

You're welcome!

[air horn sounding]

Ee-yah!

I win again! That's right.

[groaning]

I own all of y'all. Yeehaw!

What a beautiful day.

You said it, pal.

Can you believe that sun?

I could look at it all day.

Huh? Patrick?

- What? - Nothing.

So, how's that tan coming?

I don't know. Let me check.

Looking good.

How's yours?

Just a minute. [screaming]

I could have sworn I was laying on my back.

[laughing]

Yeah!

Whoo!

Larry! Larry! Larry! Larry!

Hey, it's Larry the life guard.

Mr. Lifeguard, can I feel your muscle?

Sure. Don't scratch the paint.

Lifeguard, how's the tubage?

Gnarly, dudes.

Alright! Yeah! Whoo hoo!

Lifeguard, can you point out the snack bar?

Right over there.

But you guys are way too old and unsightly for my beach.

And I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to leave.

So polite.

Just like we raised him.

What a guy.

Is it any wonder he's so popular?

Just imagine... if I were a lifeguard.

That would be so cool.

Oh, what do you want to be a lifeguard for?

Nobody really likes those guys. Being a lifeguard is so dumb.

All they do is blow, blow, blow on their stupid whistles,

rub, rub, rub that white stuff on their noses

and show off their gross misshapen bodies!

Dude, put that thing away. They're, like, children here.

I'm going to the snack bar.

Who needs to be a lifeguard? I'm cool.

I'm every bit as cool as Larry.

And if I'm not, let me be struck by...

[thundering]

a flying ice cream truck.

And live!

Please do not land flying ice cream trucks on the bathers!

[groaning]

SpongeBob, you okay?

Hey, I didn't know you were a lifeguard.

Lifeguard?

The nose.

[gasping] White stuff.

You think I'm a lifeguard?

Sure. There's no hiding the lifeguard look, SpongeBob,

and you've got it.

You really think so?

You bet I do.

Say we're a little shorthanded around here.

How would you like to work the beach?

I'd love it!

Alright. Leave that on the bench, Kahuna.

Hey, Annette, come here!

I want you to meet my buddy, SpongeBob.

Hi.