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[screaming]
What are you screaming about?
The urchin!
Mr. Krabs!
What's all the ruckus?
There's an urchin in the kitchen.
What are you talking about?
The Krusty Krab is the standard in fast food cleanliness.
An urchin wouldn't dare step spine in this establishment.
[screaming]
The grill is still on, isn't it?
[screaming]
[sighing]
There it is! I'll get it!
Got 'em!
Hold it right there!
Gotcha, you prickly pest!
Whoa whoa whoa!
Squidward, don't let it in the dining room!
You are our last line of defense!
I'm on it.
This is terrible!
You should never put that much ketchup on a Krabby Patty.
[sighing]
[choking]
I think I'm gonna be sick.
Phew, that was close.
Thank goodness no one noticed the urchin.
Urchin?
[screaming]
[INDISCERNIBLE]
-Spoon. -Spoon.
-Plankton. -Plankton.
Oh come on! There's gotta be a better way.
-Spray can. -Spray can.
[coughing]
Hmm, I think our darling little decoy still needs something.
Oh brother.
Now get in there Planktonella
and lure that rotten little health hazard
out of me livelihood!
I'm only helping you out
so I can get back to robbing you blind!
Don't worry Plankton, we're behind you 100 percent!
This getup is 100 percent humiliating.
Here urchin urchin urchin.
Here, you dirty filth spreading porcupine.
I'm wearing lipstick here!
Come on, let's go! Uh, what was that?
Look sharp Planktonella, I think we're being watched.
[gasps]
Uh, hello?
Psst, go on Plankton, make with the romance!
Fine! Heh hey there, handsome.
You're cute... for a parasite.
[panting]
Mommy!
Come on, open up!
Help, get me outta here!
Poor Plankton.
Meh, who cares about Plankton.
What about me restaurant?
I heard that!
Enough's enough, it's time to end this madness!
Let's put this freak show on ice!
Hey, what do you know?
That seems to be slowing them down.
Better crank it all the way down,
just to be on the safe side.
That ought to do it.
It's beautiful!
Okay, I'm ready.
Here goes nothing!
Hurry Squidward!
We got 'em! Whoa, got it!
Phew.
So where do we release them?
I don't care, as long as it's far away
from the Krusty Krab!
How's this Mr. Krabs?
Keep going!
How about now?
Farther!
[phone ringing]
Is this far enough?
No, farther!
Hum, well that takes care of that particular problem.
This is Perch Perkins, reporting live from Goo Lagoon,
where I'm standing in front of what appears to be some
sort of gigantic, gooey bubble
rising out of the water into the water.
With me is Sandy Cheeks,
Ms. Cheeks as Bikini Bottoms' resident know it all,
we look to you for answers.
Who what when why when?
Well Perch,
I won't really know anything until I run some tests,
but I can tell you it's pretty serious.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get going.
Oh yes, of course.
This is Perch Perkins, and I'm soaking wet, back to you!
Wow, it's so big!
That there's a Texas-size bubble!
First, we'll check its tensile strength.
-Tight as a drum! -Oh, I want to play the drum!
No Patrick, don't!
That thing's volatile!
There's no telling what kind of damage it'll cause if it pops!
Oh fine, here.
I don't need that old stick anyways!
[grunting]
That ain't good.
[screaming]
So, Ms. Cheeks, what's the prognosis?
Well Perch, it's my considered opinion
that now would be a good time--
Run like heck!
[screaming]
Well, there you have it, this is Perch Perkins,
about to be swallowed by a giant wave.
Hello down there, Krabs.
Look, I brought you a pretty balloon,
and in return, you can give me the Krabby Patty secret formula.
Why in the world would I want to do that?
Because if you don't, I'm going to pop
this disgusting thing and destroy Bikini Bottom!
As you can see, I projected the blast radius
of this goo-bombic balloon, and it's gonna cover
pretty much everything in town!
Oh yeah?
Well, I can't see nothing from down here.
Yeah, well, look again you dingus!
won't be blackmailed!
There's no way I'm giving you my secret formula!
You heard him, Bikini Bottom.
It's time to kiss clean goodbye!
[laughing]
Hey you, yeah you! Hold it right there, mister.
Err, not again.
Prepare to meet your match you big bubble bully!
Well, this is interesting.
Let's see where it goes.
Thank Neptune for the Bargain Mart bulk discount.
Here goes, Geronimo!
Pretty slick, huh? Get 'em!
[gasps] Uh oh.
Oh boy, get 'em you big bubble bruiser!
Woo hoo, you da man!
Okay, where were we?
Oh yeah!
There goes a real hero.
He gave his life so we could stay clean.
Oh no, he's coming back!
And he's headed right for us!
[screaming]
That's it no more messing around.
Give me that formula.
or I'll destroy this stinkin' town!
But I don't wanna!
You better do what he says, or we'll tear
your restaurant apart and give it to him ourselves.
Yeah!
-I just washed my car! -Yeah!
Err, okay, I'll do it.
Yeah!
Here, I hope you choke on it.
I can't believe it.
After all these years, it's mine!
I'm so happy I could just burst... this bubble, that is!
[gasps]
[laughing]
Ready to play with your new ball?
Here it is boy!
[meowing]
You want it boy?
[meowing]
Okay, boy, go and get it!
Go and get it, go and get it!
Fetch!
[meowing]
Okay Gary, bring it back
Come on Gary, bring it back!
You're supposed to bring it... back.
Oh well, as long as he's not chewing on my stuff.
Gary, dinner time, Gary?
Gary?
Ah!
Okay, that's just creepy.
Gary, I think you need to spend some
time away from this ball.
This isn't helping your case.
Okay Gary, fun is fun.
Now, give me that ball pronto!
[meowing]
Oh, so you've hidden it.
Oh no you don't, come here!
I bet I know where it is.
Ugh, hairball, hairball, wallet.
Darn it, I thought I lost this.
And I just cancelled my credit cards?
Hairball, toothbrush.
A-ha, I knew it!
You'll see some time apart will do you good.
There we go, out of sight, out of mind.
I know you're upset now, but wait until tomorrow morning.
Why you probably won't even remember that old ball.
[horn blowing]
Good morning, Gary.
I hope you're not still mad at me.
Gary? The ball!
I will not tolerate this disobedience Gary!
Gary, I'm not playing around.
You'd better show yourself this instant.
Okay get down here!
Hmm.
Gary, give me that ball.
Come on!
Get down!
Whoa!
Mother always said, don't run with the broom.
I'll take that!
[gasps] Gary, how could you?
You are going to have to make a choice.
It's either me or the... ball.
I hope you two will be very happy together without me!
Goodbye!
[sobbing]
[meowing]
[whistling]
[growling]
[squeaking]
[growling]
And so it's come to this.
No home, no best friend, and sleeping under a bus stop!
Hello little nematode.
Will you be my friend?
That a boy.
[giggling] That tickles!
Hey, my wallet!
Good thing I cancelled those credit cards.
[meowing]
Gary! I mean, hey, what are you doing here?
Waiting for a bus?
Oh Gary, does this mean you've come to love me
more than that chew toy?
[meowing]
Yippee!
Look, we're closer than ever.
[giggling]
Sabotage!
[whistling]
Well, my dependable spatula, shall we?
[screaming]
Wow, phase two is great! My favorite phase so far.
[laughing]
[panting]
No pulse!
We're losing him! Hang in there, buddy!
What's all the ruckus?
Clear!
Clear!
Pull yourself together, boy.
So your spatula snapped, go get yourself a new one!
I'll never forget you.
Quit that boy, it's creepy.
Spatulas can't talk!
And if I catch you talking to your next one,
I'll lock you up in a padded kitchen.
Feast your absorbent eyes on this!
Oh wow, this is the greatest spatula collection
on the whole sea floor!
These are nothing compared to...
the majestic sizzle master!
Yes, SpongeBob.
I believe the sizzle master has found its fry cook...
in you!
The legend of the sizzle master has been fulfilled!
And since you are its fry cook,
it will reduce your workload tenfold!
Hey, that rhymes! Almost.
Yes, a legend has been fulfilled today.
Go forth SpongeBob, wouldn't want you to miss the lunch rush.
Or as I like to call it, phase four.
Phase four?
How many phases are there in this convoluted plan?
Enough, my sarcastic wife.
Enough to gain SpongeBob's trust
and steal the Krabby Patty formula
right from under his dumb yellow nose!
[laughing]
Now, to tune in SpongeBoob.
I'm back Mr. Krabs. Did I miss anything?
You're going to be missing a job
if you don't get in that kitchen!
The lunch rush is nigh!
[laughing]
Hey Sponge, I know a way to double our productivity.
I handle things here at the grill, alone,
while you man the condiments, eh?
Hey, that's a great idea!
But, you man the condiments, I'll take the grill.
Sorry, but I don't trust anyone with this baby but me.
Drat!
Hey, squid guy! Where's my lunch?
Stay back, you ravenous brutes!
Orders ahoy!
Wow sizzle master, you truly are magical.
We're catching up,
but we've got an empty grill here.
Leave it to me, kid!
Hey, what you doing, boy?
My new magical talking spatula that I got from Plankton
says I need your Krabby Patty secret formula.
SpongeBob, no!
I mean, it was your talking spatula, you say?
That you got from Plankton?
Well, why didn't you say so?
Here, give your talking spatula this recipe.
Mr. Krabs, I think your blinker's broken.
Just read it.
Aye aye! Okay sizzle master,
the first ingredient is five gallons of
combustible cooking oil.
Yes!
Karen, begin production!
One sack coral dust, extra spicy.
One bucket fire algae paste.
And the final ingredient, disulfide.
Yes!
Wait, how much disulfide?
The whole enchilada.
I had no idea that stuff was approved for restaurant use.
-Oh, it's not, Plankton. -Krabs?
There he goes again,
scribbling away in that little book.
I must admit, my curiosity is piqued.
I guess I'm piqued to peek at that book.
[chuckling]
Oh fun.
Hey SpongeBob, you need to make a delivery.
Okey dokey!
The address is on the bag.
Yeah, I got it.
[gasps] It's a diary!
Oh, this is gonna be good.
Huh? Drud, it's locked.
[grunting]
Hmm, I need a hairpin.
And now the diary of a moron.
[laughing]
[coughing]
You laughing at me?
What? No, no, no, no.
I was just reading what SpongeBob wrote in his diary,
it's hilarious.
Reading somebody else's diary, that's terrible!
Tell me more.
It says here when SpongeBob sees plaid,
he has this uncontrollable urge to cluck like a chicken!
[laughing]
Did somebody say plaid? Well I'm a plaid enthusiast!
I just got me new kilt today.
SpongeBob, can you come here, please?
I couldn't find that watch anywhere!
All I found was this stuff.
-I fell in. -And that guy.
Why do you think of Mr. Krabs new plaid kilt?
P-p-p-p-plaid?
[clucking]
You don't have to be nasty about it!
[clucking]
Avert our eyes, Squarepants! I have to take my break!
[sighing]
Oh, this is the best one yet!
Get this, if I hear the Bikini Bottom municipal anthem,
I can't help but take off all my clothes
and dance around in my underwear.
[laughing]
Watch this.
[anthem music playing]
[anthem music playing]
[anthem music playing]
[laughing]
My diary!
Squidward, how could you?
[sobbing]
[clucking]
[sobbing]
That was that little dude's diary?
That's low Squidward, even for you.
You'd better apologize.
Pfft, he'll get over it.
-Diary reader! -What? You read it too!
Oh sure, blame everyone but yourself!
Oh that is so you.
Hi Squidward, how's it going?
SpongeBob, oh thank goodness, you have to forgive me!
-What for? -For reading your diary.
Oh that, you know Squidward everyone was so amused
by it, I had it published!
It's a best seller, and I owe it all to you.
Besides, you only read my work diary.
You've never even seen my secret personal diary!
Now that would've been really embarrassing.
There he is, the diary reader!
Let's get him!
[yelling]
People, people, stop your assault!
Through my art as an author, I have forgiven Squidward.
Oh yeah, did you know he's reading your personal diary?
[laughing]
Squidward, how could you?
[sobbing]
I don't care, this is so worth it!
[laughing]
Just as the essential oils were kicking in...
Hey! I'd appreciate some quiet!
How dare you scoot away from me,
I'm scolding here!
Would you two for once act your age!
[crying]
Fine, act like infants your whole life,
see if I care!
I'll be returning to my grown up lifestyle.
So keep it down!
[yelling]
[screaming]
Squidward!
[groaning]
Hey, he's mumbling and drooling like a little baby.
Oh I don't know Patrick, he isn't looking so good.
He should probably see a doctor.
Come on, let's take him to the hospital.
Hang in there buddy, we'll have you fixed up in no time!
Hmm.
[babbling]
So what's the prognosis doctor?
Your friend has a condition known by
the medical term of head go boom boom-itis.
Not to worry, though, he should recover normally over time.
But he mustn't receive any more blows to the head,
or he may remain this way permanently.
Just care for him as if he were your very own
bouncing baby boy, and he'll be fine.
[crying]
There there now, no need to cry.
[crying]
Shh, shh shh shuh suh shuh shuh shuh,
everything's gonna be okay.
[crying]
Don't worry, he'll be settled down in a couple of minutes.
[crying]
[crying]
[crying]
[crying]
[crying]
[babbling]
We have to work on your penmanship Squiddy.
[babbling]
My face, my face!
Also my leg, but mostly my face!
Hey, you gonna take an order or what?
[babbling]
[crying]
Squidward!
Yelling at a poor, defenseless baby!
You oughta be ashamed.
Listen man, I'm done playing these baby games!
Oh my Neptune!
[crying]
[grumbling]
What in the blazes is going on around here?
Mr. Squidward! Where are your manners?
Mr. Krabs watch his head!
Why don't you watch his diaper and get it changed?
Sir yes sir!
-We're eating here! -Sorry!
Hey, I'm trying to walk here.
Sorry!
Hey, I was gonna get ketchup there!
Sorry.
Okay sweetie, hold still.
Oh boy!
Are you out of your ever lovin' mind?
You can't change that baby
out here in front of the customers!
Take him in back where the food is prepared.
[grumbling]
Oh that's it, get that poopy baby out of my restaurant!
Mr. Krabs, if my poopy baby isn't welcome here,
then I'm not staying either.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
[screaming]
[gasps] Squidward!
What the?
Where am I? What's going on?
Oh Squidward, you're back to your grown up self.
Of course I've grown up, why wouldn't I be?
Am I wearing a diaper?
Yes.
Is it full?
Ah!
Sorry Squidward, I was going to change you,
but I got interr--
Stop!
Not another word about this... ever!
Kids, they grow up so fast.
-You want what? -One order of chum please.
Raw.
Look, I know I'm an evil, heartless mastermind,
but no one can ingest raw chum and survive.
Oh yeah, well Charlie Mackerel, the current record holder did!
-Really? -For thirty seconds.
Well, it's your funeral.
Okay Sandy, eat up.
Uh SpongeBob, I've changed my--
[screaming]
[panting]
[yelling]
Sandy, you did it!
You survived!
Oh, hold on, Sandy.
I know just what you need.
A Krabby Patty!
[coughing]
I did it, I'm alive!
I can't wait to show them experts
the pictures of my record breaking feat.
Oh no, I forgot my camera!
What?
SpongeBob, I need photographic proof of my amazing deeds.
I'll go get the camera.
Well hurry up, I have record breaking to do!
[gulping]
[gargling]
Got it! You okay?
-Do you smell soup? What's next?
Largest rubber band ball.
Woo hoo, what's next?
Most cobras milked.
Say cheese!
Cheese!
Heh, nice snake.
[coughing]
-Next! -Most walnuts in mouth.
Just... one... more!
[yelling]
-Next! -Most chainsaws juggled.
Okay shoot!
Got it! So, how do you stop?
-What? -I said how do you stop?
-What? -How do you stop?
Why that's easy, I just... stop, then run like heck!
Not that way!
Come on SpongeBob, pull yourself together.
We've still got a ton of records to break.
Oh yeah, you're going to love this one.
I don't know Sandy,
this is getting kind of dangerous.
Come on, you don't need your helmet,
this one's outside!
-Follow me! -Oh my!
There it is, the world's largest house of cards.
That's amazing!
Get in front so I can take a picture.
Nah, let's get a shot from the top!
What the--
Oh hey, it's solitaire.
I love this game!
[laughing]
Hey, hey kick a touchdown!
[screaming]
What's next?
Um, I think I smell Gary's sandbox.
Better go clean it... now.
My stomach feels funny.
Let's have a look. SpongeBob?
-Hi Sandy. -SpongeBob, what are you doing?
I'm here to save you from from this book.
I'm going to destroy it before someone gets killed!
I don't want to lose you Sandy!
I don't wanna lose you!
Oh don't be silly SpongeBob, I'm done with that book.
I beat every record in here.
In fact, I have invited the author to verify my evidence.
Thank you.
Mmm, yes, oh my! I see.
Well then, I'm afraid you've broken no records?
Huh?
This book is 30 years old.
These records were broken ages ago.
You, however, have set a brand new record.
Most injuries sustained while helping a friend.
Good for you SpongeBob!
Um, hooray.
We got to figure out what to do with my life.
[INDISCERNIBLE]
Oh I wish I was a superhero.
That's it, I know what I want to do with my life!
To the changing room!
[grunting]
[sighing]
[grunting]
At last, I have found my calling.
I am Patrickman, defender of Bikini Bottom!
Mr. Squidward, what's with all the dilly dallying?
We got customers money to take!
Where?
Ah! Where is everybody?
Fear not, Patrickman is here!
Patrick!
I knew our number one customer wouldn't let us down.
Shush shush shush shush, it's Patrickman, Mr. Krabs.
Patrickman?
What kind of ridiculous name is that?
Oh forget the name, look at the ridiculous outfit!
What is that, a pair of briefs?
[laughing]
Ooo, blaring employee laughter in the common area?
[laughing]
Hey Patrick, what's with the fancy duds?
Must I explain everything?
I found what I want to do with my life.
I... am... Patrickman!
That is so exciting!
I can't wait to tell Gary, my parents, my grandma.
Shh SpongeBob, my identity must be kept secret.
My work here is done.
Patrickman's off, the city needs my help!
Oh, I almost forgot. Can I get a Krabby Patty?
Villains and criminals beware!
Patrickman is here!
[yelling]
Good gracious!
And he always finds out who hides under the mask!
Hey, man, I'd like to hold on to my face thank you!
Oh, right.
Now I got you!
Ouch!
Let's get out of here and never come back.
What?
[yelling]
All right, that does it.
Admit it, masked marauder!
Enough, we've all had our fill of Patrickman!
But I was about to unmask a super villain!
Sure you were.
What the barnacles are you doing?
Protecting Bikini Bottom from a scoundrel!
Oh dear!
-Let her go Patrick! -No way!
[laughing]
Wait, where'd he come from?
-The dirty bubble? -The dirty bubble?
I wanted to unmask man-ray.
[laughing]
Fools, you've blown my cover!
Now taste my wrath!
What now, Patrickman?
SpongeBob, you're looking at a superhero,
so naturally I will rely on my superpowers,
and throw some stuff!
[laughing]
I wouldn't call that a total miss.
Take this, beast!
[grunting]
Ha ha, yummy sponge!
You disabled me employees and trash me restaurant,
think you might go for the bubble now?
I have him right where I want him.
For the pit punch!
[groaning]
Ha, let's try that again, but this time I attack!
[laughing]
Lunch!
[cheering]
Come on number 655321, let's move it!
Yeah yeah, keep your shirt on.
-Hey, Sheldon. -SpongeBob!
What in the sea shell are you doing here?
Mr. Krabs arranged for me to work here on weekends.
He wants me to keep an eye on you.
Excuse me, doesn't this count as cruel and unusual punishment?
Pipe down pipsqueak.
Ooo, not bad.
If I could only paint--
-Mr. Krabs! -What is it?
Plankton's breaking out of jail tonight,
and he's coming with a bunch of criminals
to steal the Krabby Patty formula!
[panting]
-What do we do? -Tonight eh?
That doesn't leave me much time.
This is gonna be close, but we'll be ready for him.
[whistling]
Whoa there.
Why are you two out of your cells?
Reggie thinks this hankey smells like kelp berries.
Oh he does, does he? I'll be the judge of that.
It's a jailbreak men!
Quick, to the wall before they escape!
Run! Run! Run! Run, run, run, run, Run!
What in the name of electrolysis?
Nice try prisoners, but don't ever penetrate
a wall of living guards.
Let's round up those escaping miscreants!
Oh dear, I cannot move.
It appears that we have become ensnared in our own defenses.
[grunting]
Oh my, heh heh, that is a dilly of a pickle.
Oh well, if you can't escape through the back wall,
I guess we'll have to leave through the front door!
Quickly, my fellow felons, follow me to the Krusty Krab!
[yelling]
Oh Mr. Krabs, they're almost here!
Don't worry SpongeBob, we're ready for him.
I gave you your freedom,
now bring me the Krabby Patty formula!
[cheering]
Heave ho! Heave ho!
Heave!
[cheering]
They got past me!
[screaming]
Me restaurant!
Hehe yes, with my new gang of vicious convicts,
you're no match for me now, Krabs.
Fellow jailbirds, bring me the Krabby Patty formula!
Sorry, boss.
We looked everywhere for it, but we can't find it.
Did you try looking in the safe?
Oh.
[grunting]
Eureka!
Yeah, yeah!
Plankton, don't do it.
Sorry Krabs. Nothing can stop me now.
Except the law.
What's happening?
SpongeBob warned me you were planning a jailbreak,
so it took the precaution of hiding the entire Bikini Bottom
Police force in me safe!
Come along, Plankton. It's back to jail for you.
Aww, hey!
Watch where you're pointing that thing buster.
What's this?
Do I find myself on this dark and scary street yet again?
We'll just see what happens this time.
Hey, you!
Let me give a taste, a mere morsel of what's in store...
[yelling]
That one was called washing Sandy's windows.
Stay back or you're gonna get it!
I am warning you.
Okay buddy, I warned you.
I like to call this one taking out Sandy's trash.
[yelling]
What? Ow!
Ha ha ha, how do you like them apples?
[yelling]
Feel my wrath!
How's your uncle?
[screaming]
And as my finishing move, I give you...
watering Sandy's lawn.
[yelling]
[groaning]
What was that for?
I was just trying to give you back your groceries you dropped!
Uh, oh.
Teddy, I found him. He's over here.
You forgot your belt, silly.
[screaming]
Gosh, what happened to you?
This guy's been... karate'd!
After all I said about never using karate for revenge!
For shame Squidward, for shame!
Looks like he's not worthy of this belt after all.
Thanks for dishonoring our trust in you Squidward.
Whatever, I'm still a karate master!
Wow really, you are?
-Yes I am. -Hey watch your head.
I'd never guess that.
And what is that supposed to mean?
Oh, nothing, just with the rubbery arms,
and the doughyness in the midsection--
Okay already, I get it, what, wait a second.
Am I under arrest?
You sure are.
And you have the right to remain silent.
[crying]
Or not silent.
Get ready spatchy, time to grill up
one more golden piping hot, Krabby--
Huh? Double dip milkshake?
Gee, I haven't made one of those in a while.
Order up!
One double dip milkshake!
Wait!
I almost forgot... the cherry on top.
There you are, sir, a perfect double dip milkshake.
-Enjoy! -Well, it looks delightful.
This thing's frozen!
Barnacles, how am I supposed to drink this?
Yuck! This shake is disgusting.
Why you probably don't even have
-a license to milkshake -A license to milkshake?
Well of course, I do silly and it doesn't expire until--
[gasps] seven years ago!
[beeping]
Oh dear.
Fantastic, nice and creamy mouth feel.
[beeping]
Squarepants appears to be having problems, again.
Joe, please explain where he has gone wrong?
Sir yes sir! Sir, he is attempting to use
the upper control panel to mix, sir!
Every cadet knows that these are telemetry functions
and all blending controls are on the lower panel, sir!
Oh, that's right!
How silly of me, Mr. Krabs is right,
milkshaking sure has changed over the years.
Very good.
But how does it taste?
Maybe we need to get back to basics.
Listen up, cadet Squarepants.
If you want to make a shake, you gotta know
how it feels to be your shake.
Behold the shake simulator!
In ya go, now, march!
Hup, two, three, four, hup, two, three, four,
hup!
Teach this upstart a lesson, I'm setting it to obliterate!
[gasps]
But sir, no one's ever survived obliterate!
Silence!
He needs to learn cadet.
Whoa!
Whoa!
Now let's see how the boy turned out.
That was fun, can I go again?
[groaning]
I'm afraid there are no more milkshake licenses.
-And do you know why? -Um, the printer ran out of ink?
No, you simpleton.
There aren't any more milkshake licenses
because you don't get one!
Why not?
Hmm, let's see, maybe it's got something to do
with the fact that you couldn't even
get past step number one of making a milkshake,
filling the glass with ice cream!
No Captain Frostymug, I can do it!
Let me show you, I just know I can!
No, here let me show you.
You're supposed to raise the cup up to the spinny thing.
The... the spinny thing.
Boy, I can't wait to have one of your renowned shakes
Sir Frostymug.
You've tried the rest, ow prepare for the best!
[screaming]
Nooo!
What's wrong Captain Frostymug?
I haven't touched a milkshake machine in 20 years.
Neptune's thunderclap, I'm stuck in the blender!
Help!
Captain Frostymug!
Ah, my arm!
[screaming]
Don't worry sir, I've gotcha captain!
Save yourself, boy, I'm a goner!
-No, I'm not leaving you behind! -Thanks, SpongeBob.
You know, no one's ever treated
this old captain with much kindness.
And in return, I'd like to tell you a little secret.
All these years, I've been able
to make milkshakes without a machine,
because making milkshakes really comes from within.
Does that make sense?
Not at all.
If only SpongeBob could pass his boating test,
he'd be out of my life once and for all.
Unfortunately, I keep getting reminded of the consequences
if I get too angry with the little nuisance,
I can't even leave town without violating my parole.
Oh, if there was only some way that I didn't have
to live in fear. Fear, that's the answer!
SpongeBob is afraid of the driving course,
so it would stand to reason that if he took
the driving test somewhere besides the driving course,
he would... pass!
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road, focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road, focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road, focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Hey, look at me, I'm not crashing and stuff.
Wonderful!
Keep that up and I'll have no choice but to pass you.
You just repeat your mantra.
Focus on the road, the open unintimidating road.
Boating within the lines, well done.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Finally, using your turn signal, oh check.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Roundabout navigation, check!
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Safe and steady acceleration, check!
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the road.
There is nothing but the road.
Focus on the... road?
What happened to the road?
Calm down SpongeBob.
Listen, all you have to do is safely stop this vessel!
That was a close one Mrs. Puff,
but I am back on the road and ready to focus upon it.
SpongeBob, this isn't just any road.
It's a ten lane intertidal seaway!
[INDISCERNIBLE]
Stay calm SpongeBob.
SpongeBob, SpongeBob?
SpongeBob!
-Remember your mantra! -Right!
Focus on the road, there is nothing but--
[truck horn]
I can't even see the road!
[quivering]
SpongeBob!
Give me the wheel SpongeBob.
Oh dear, he's completely frozen up!
Fiddlesticks!
[screaming]
Reckless drivers, I loathe reckless drivers.
Pull over SpongeBob, and make a quick left!
[screaming]
[screaming]
[screaming]
SpongeBob, hit the brakes!
Huh? Oh, okay!
[brakes screeching]
Goodness gracious,
there isn't a scratch on this vessel.
SpongeBob, the test is history.
You, you passed!
Here's your license!
And I'm free, ha ha!
[tires screeching]
I don't think so.
Is there a problem, officer?
[beeping]
Well, you crossed the county line three miles back.
You ma'am, are a parole violator,
which makes this test null and void.
I'll take that.
[gasps]
Yeah!
Ha ha ha ha, woo!
-Wow, whoa! -Wow, whoa!
-Wow! -Whoa, whoa!
[trumpet playing]
Look out!
[laughing]
Someone help that little old lady!
Help yourselves, nimrods!
What was that?
Why those are the drastic radicals,
the number one practitioners of extreme sports.
So you want to be a drastical?
Let's see what you got, little dude.
No problemo, I guess you just hop up like this.
Hey, come back!
[screaming]
[screaming]
[laughing]
Your turn, fat boy!
Hey, how'd I get up here?
[screaming]
[screaming]
Our sports are too extreme for you dudes.
Maybe we should start you two on something easier.
What games do you dudes like to play?
Oh, I know.
How about a little something called jump rope.
Jump rope eh? Demonstrate!
Ready, Patrick?
On your mark get set...
-Jump rope! -Extreme!
Hey, who's holding the other end?
I am, of course.
-Hi Patrick! -Huh?
[harmonica playing]
♪ My best friend is SpongeBob ♪
Sing it!
♪ He has a square head ♪
Yeah!
♪ I try on his clothes While he's asleep in bed ♪
Wow huh?
[panting]
It's weird.
My face is leaking.
Your face isn't leaking.
You're just sweating from all the exercise.
Exercise?!?
Oh, I didn't sign up for this.
Oh!
Extreme!
Look dudes, to be extreme you gotta go bigger!
Is fighting extreme.
Fighting is totally extreme.
What a clean fight.
I don't want to see any trash laying around
[screaming]
[screaming]
We give up!
Fling!
That was close.
Not so fast, that's not fighting!
Stand aside.
I'll show you how it's done.
Nooo, it's dry clean only!
Avenge me!
-Oh. -Brutal.
Ollie!
[growling]
-Oh! -Even more brutal!
Now that was extreme dudes.