[doorbell ringing]
Hmm? I'll get it! Surprise! [giggling] Hi, ya, sis. - Howdy!
- Auntie! Sandy! Oh! I didn't expect y'all
till tomorrow. I know how much
you love your nieces y'know, so I brought 'em a day early. SpongeBob,
this here's my sister, Rosy and my three nieces. This'n here's Macadamia. How do? - Hazelnut.
- How do? And little Pistachio. How d-
[belches and giggles] Girls, this is my friend,
SpongeBob! Awe, what sweet little angels! [chuckles]
Yeah, angels. Okay, well I gotta skedaddle
. Freedom! Doggone it. They're too early. I'm not finished
with their present! Don't worry your pretty
little head, little lady. I'll watch the gals
‘til you're done! Thanks, SpongeBob,
but there's something I gotta tell you
about babysitting my- [chuckles]
Yeah, I think I know a little something
about babysitting, Sandy. [lullaby music playing] [belching] [belching] Excuse me. Y'all mind
your Uncle SpongeBob now. Ee-upp. Story time! Goldyfish
and the Three Sea Bears. Chapter one,
breaking and e
ntering. Don't waste your breath... And don't make a hassle... Some kids like to read... But we'd rather wrassle! Wrassle match! Now you girls go easy on me,
okay? [giggling] [dinging] [groaning] [crackling] [dinging] [yawning] [grunting] Ow! Here we are, girls.
Pineapple, sweet pine- Whoa! I've been waiting all day
to watch your TV. Patrick, you could have watched
it while I was out. I forgot how to make it work!
Show me! Show me funny! I wanna see stories! Go, go! [sobbing]
Please! Boop. Ther
e you go. [laughing] I don't know how you remember
all this technical stuff. Yeah.
Patrick, meet Sandy's nieces. Good to meet ya! Hey, kids, know what time it i?
It's nutcrackin' time! [giggling]
I love this episode! Well, well, what do you know? Patrick is watching
our favorite show! [giggling] Ah, finally, I can relax.
With work! [scatting] [grunting] Barnacles. [grunting] Ah, that's better. [growling] Aww.
[grunting] [laughing] [giggling] [growling] [screaming, thudding] [chuckles, grunting
] Let's launch this goof! Right to the roof! [chuckles]
Lift-off! Whoa! [laughing] Whoo! Whoo-hoo! Who wants brownies? Heh. I'll go make another batch. [laughing] [thudding] - Let's send this nitwit...
- On his way! Before he ruins
our whole dern day! [laughing] All aboard for Glove World! [grunting] Save me a brownie! Grandma?! I told you never to call me
on this screen. Sheldon, is that you? Yes, it's me, Grandma.
Always nice to hear from you. Okay, gotta go. Okay, sweetie. See you
tomorr
ow at 8 a.m. sharp. Right, see you then.
Wait a minute, what?! 8:00 a.m.? Um, what's happening
at 8:00 a.m., Grandma? Don't you remember, silly?
You promised me you'd own the Krusty Krab
by my 90th birthday. Well, my 90th is tomorrow! You do own the Krusty Krab now,
right? [groaning] Lie, that's it! Uh, you're darn right
I own the Krusty Krab, Grandma, and I can't wait to give you
the grand tour, uh, tomorrow morning. Aww, see you then. That smack was for Plankton.
Now bring back Ray R
ay. Oh, what am I gonna do, Karen? How am I gonna fool Grandma
tomorrow? I ain't buying it. This whole grandma thing sounds
just like another phony plot to steal me formula. I was hoping I wouldn't have to resort to this,
Eugene, but... [grunting] [whimpering] [gasping] SpongeBob, there's
something wrong with his eye. That's Plankton's rarely seen
sincere face, Mr. Krabs, and it means for once
he is telling the truth. You know, I have a grandma too. Aww. [sobbing] All right, I buy it. [gasping]
Thank you. Hi, Grandma. Happy birthday. Nice to see you again,
Grandma Plankton. Ugh. Who invited C-Pee-Eww? [laughing] All right, I tried. [groaning] Let me help you with your bag,
Grandma. Ouch! [humming] Well, here we are, Grandma.
Welcome to the Krusty Plankton. I named it after you. Oh, well,
aren't you a sweet grandson? Who are they? They're just my employees,
Grandma. Meet SpongeBob and Eugene. Hello, Grandma Plankton. They look like very nice boys, and I'll bet they're even nicer
when th
ey're working. You heard Grandma! We ain't running
a welcome wagon here! Get back to work! [chuckles] Yeah, sure thing, Plankton.
[chuckles] That's Mr. Plankton to you,
busboy. Sorry, Mr. Plankton.
It won't happen again. Oh, look,
that one's napping on the job. [snoring] [grunting] Nap time's over, loafer! Okay, who's the wise guy? Ohh. Oh, my goodness! Who is this handsome young man? Oh, that's Squidward.
He's nobody. Moving along... Mm. Squidward. Didn't we meet
at an early bird dinner? Ooh, I
think someone has
a not-so-secret admirer! [laughing] Ow! All right, lady,
I don't normally say this, but get off my nose. Go along with it, Squidward. Or you're fired. [sighing] So, Grandma Plankton,
where have you been all my life? [chuckles]
Call me Lily. Okay, Grandma,
you're embarrassing me now. To the kitchen, Squidward. [groaning] Try one of our Planky Patties,
Grandma. Fresh off the grill. I'll need my teeth for this.
Whoops. Oops. I dropped my choppers. Oh, well. I guess Squidward will
have
to chew it for me. Oh, sure I'll- What?! [chuckles]
That's it, chew it up real good. That's enough munching. Delicious. Ew! Give us another one! - Give us another one!
- Oh, brother. Give us another one! Brother... Come on, just one more. Well, all right,
it's- it's impossible, but... [sniffling] if only you could find
my long lost brother. Brother? [chuckles] I haven't seen him
since he was a baby. Aww. Baby with a mustache. He was an early bloomer. What was his name? Name, huh? Um... "Um
?" Aw, what a pretty name. If I could just see him again.
No. [crying] That's so sad! Even my armpits are crying! Come on, Patrick, we've got
some extreme scavenging to do. Yeah! Oh, thank you. I'm free!
[laughing] Squidward's brother!
Squidward's brother! Squidward's brother? [humming] Squidward's brother? Ow! Ow! [knocking] [gasping] He's right here!
Squidward's brother! The rascal shaved his mustache! [sighing]
Good- Um... Squidward's brother... Squidward's brother... Mrs. Tentacles? [knockin
g] Mrs. Tentacles,
you're Squidward's mother. You must know
where Squidward's brother is. Brother?
Squidward never had a brother. One of him was enough. Aw, that's so sad. Squidward wanted a baby brother
so badly he imagined one. Oh, man. Now it'll take
even longer to find him. Hm?
Oh, I'm getting a brainstorm! I've got you, buddy. No, Patrick, let it flow. Ooh, I have a plan. Meow! Oh, I love my two new homes. And best of all, I haven't heard
from those idiots in months! [laughing] Squidward.
W
e found your brother. [laughing]
You urchin brains! I never had a brother! - You do now!
- Two brothers! Us! What are you morons
talking about? Come on in, Mama. Ma- Ma- Mama? Isn't it lovely, dear? I've adopted
your two little friends. Brothers. [stammering] Oh, what a beautiful family-
yeee. Smile! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! [screaming] - No! No! No! No!
- What the halibut is wrong with you, boy?! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! He's lost his mind. He never had a mind. Oh, I've seen t
his before.
I know what to do. No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No. No. No. When Patrick has a tantrum
like this, jellyfish jelly on the belly is the only thing
that calms him down. Then when he comes out of it,
he hardly remembers a thing. Hey buddy, feel better? What's the last thing
you remember? Uh, I remember hearing
a bell ring. When I was a little sea star,
and it was time for my bath, my parents would always ring
a bell. It's bath time, son! I didn't want a bath. [ring
ing]
No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! After that, the only thing
I remember is nothing. Then it's time for me
to be proactive and help my buddy here. I am going to silence
every ding dong bell in town. Starting with... Yah! This one. Yah! And this one. [dinging] No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! Hello, son.
We saw you fighting today. On the TV. We're so proud. Oh, hi, Mr. and Mrs. Star.
I know you are lo
ving parents, but you really messed up
your kid by ringing a bell whenever it was time
for his bath. Bell? We never rang a bell. Yeah, never. You never rang a bell? No, don't you remember? We would squeeze
your rubber duck. [gasping]
My rubber duck. Yes. This one. Aw, kinda gets you right
in your heart's kitchen, doesn't it, Mr. Krabs? Well, I think I can tape it
all back together. Ducky.
I wonder if it still quacks. [quacking] No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No! Oh, here we go again!
[laughing] Now
show some respect
for your elders! [growling] Jenkins,
I'm putting me foot down! You're ruining me business,
and you're costing me money! Whoo, whoa. Now, get out! It ain't legal to throw out
the elderly in this town. So respect your elders! Respect... my... elders, hmm? Oh, Old Man Jenkins, I've got
someone I'd like you to meet. Hm? What's this about now? This here is me father.
And he is older than you. So you best respect
what he has to say. Ahoy there, Jenkins.
Time for you to be hoistin' y
our sails
and movin' on, son! Oh, I don't think so. This is my father,
Very Old Man Jenkins Sr. He's even older
than your old man, Krabs. And I say we stay. Both you younguns should respect
your elders. And I say both you Jenkinses
should respect your elder, me grandpappy. Two can play at that game. Meet Grandpa Jenkins. Ha-ha! I remember the day when Krabby Patties used
to cost a dime. Oh, yeah? Well, I remember
when they cost a nickel. Hmm? Okay, let's not give anyone
ideas about cheap patties
. Now, out with the old,
and in with the even older. Right, Great-Grandpappy Krabs?
Ha-ha! Wake up, Great-Grandpop!
Defend the family's honor! Ooh, respect... someone. Am I an elder? [growling] Oh, Great-Great-Grandpa Krabs,
return to us! I beseech thee! Ha! You're older than they are!
Kick 'em out! I want to speak with
my Great-Great Grandpa Jenkins! Get 'em,
Ancient-Great-Grand-Pop! [chuckles] Youthum Ignorami,
Elderus Respecticus! [laughing]
Here we go. Haha. You best respect your elders! My
elders will teach
your elders a little respect! Get 'em, Krabses! Jenkinses, attack! Ha-ha! Hey. Hey! Uh, you guys are
kind of bumming us out. Yes, we don't get to visit the land of the living
very often. And we just want to party! You two party-poopers need
to respect your elders and vacate the premises! [music playing] Hello, Mater, Pater.
This is truly a pleasure. Ooh! Won't you entrée? Some warm milk and
the soothing sounds of disapproval to whisk you off
to your slumbers. Tsk-tsk. Mm-mm-mm
-mm.
You are so grounded. Will you puh-lease stop
that con-founded racket!? Some grown-ups are trying
to sleep in here! Sorry, sir! What?
[angry] Wait a minute. Good night, my dear gastropod. [meowing] Margaret, dear,
I'm afraid our son has become, well, a fuddy duddy.
Pardon my language. Well, I was gonna say "bummer,
a downer, and a total drag." What do you say we sneak out
and have some fun? Way ahead of ya! [laughing] Whee! [laughing] [laughing] Where have you two been? It is eight o'clock
at night.
I was worried sick. We were just having
a little fun. You're both acting
like children. And you're acting like a square. [gasping] I am square,
and I've already committed to acting mature,
whether you like it or not. Okay, Mr. Mature, it's time for you
to have some fun whether you like it or not. It's Bikini Bottom after dark,
baby. It's going to be wild. [music playing]
Woot! Woot! [grunting, tires squealing] [laughing] Go on, son, join her. Hmm. That is an order, son! Uh, okay. [seat
belt unclicking] I still got it. Come on, killjoy,
don't be such a party pooper. Do it. Do it. [sighing]
This is so childish. What is going-
SpongeBob! [screaming] [parents laughing] [music playing] Yahoo!
Masked luchador wrestling! How juvenile. [cheering] Well, I guess this is all right. Shouldn't be too wild
just sitting here watching. Oh, we're not here to watch. We're here to wrestle. Tag team time! Los Diablos versus
Madre y Padre! [grunting] Mommy! Daddy! No! [dinging] [grunting] Whoa! [
groaning] Huh? [groaning] [screaming] [whistling] [grunting] [groaning] Mom! Dad! I'm coming! Uh, Mom? Dad? Attaboy, SpongeBob. We're rooting for you, kiddo! For our next bout, it's El Muerte versus
Señor Peanut Bag! Uh, wait, what? [stomping] [growling] [screaming] Mommy! Daddy! Oh! No mas! No mas! Now wasn't that fun? [laughing, tires squealing] [grunting] Where'd that peanut bag guy go? I'm hungry. How bout a hot dog? Alright, boys, alright, let's turn down the volume
back there. I have an id
ea. Why don't we play a road game
to pass the time? Yeah! Anybody know any? Oh! Oh! Oh! Hide and seek! Hey, why does he get
to go first? "And she threw it all away..." - Okay find me!
- Egad! [screeching] [crashing] [thudding] [dinging, squeaking, etc] Hey! There's the green flag
and the race is underway. [thudding] [thudding] And we have a new winner! [cheering] [mooing] [thudding] Maybe we should just sing
the road song. ♪ (road, road, road) ♪ ♪ (road, road, road) ♪ ♪ (road, road)
When I
'm on the road ♪ ♪ (road, road) ♪ ♪ I see stuff going by
(road, road) ♪ ♪ When I'm on the road
(road, road, road) ♪ ♪ I got a bug in my eye
(road, road) ♪ ♪ When I'm on the road
(road, road, road, road) ♪ ♪ Looks like clear skies ahead
(road, road, road, road) ♪ ♪ When I'm on the road
(road, road, road, road) ♪ ♪ Please stop touching my head
(road, road, road) ♪ ♪ (road, road, road) ♪ ♪ Let's all sing the road song♪ ♪ I wanna sing it all day long♪ ♪ Let's all sing the road son
g♪ ♪ Let's all sing ♪ ♪ Along ♪ Um, anybody know
any other good road tunes? [grunting] [grunting] How much farther
to the nearest service station? Probably pretty far, son. Oh, guess you're right. So, uh, how's it lookin'? Well, got a cracked
timing case cover, you've broken a couple teeth
off the timing gear, your radiator is damaged
at the core, you got a cracked water pump,
and a fractured injector line. And what does all that mean? Well, little missy,
in technical terms... if she don't wan
na run,
she don't wanna run! Uh-huh.
[clearing throat] Oh, so what are we looking at
time wise? Well, now, that depends.
How much time ya got? [laughing] [laughing]
"How much t-" Not funny. Hey, at least they have
a cozy-looking waiting room. Come on! Man, am I bored. I am beyond bored.
I'm... be-yored. Oh, boys! Is that a playground
next door I see? Playground! [grunting]
Heavy. I wonder what's inside. Hello. [screaming] Phew. Cramped in there. Cousin Stanley! Cousin SpongeBob! So, what brings
you
to Bikini Bottom, Stanley? Uncle Sherm said
I should come visit you. I have a note
from him somewhere. Oh, right. It's in here. Here it is. "Dear SpongeBob.
I'm sending your cousin Stanley to live with you.
He can't hold down a job and he ruins
everything he touches. I can't take it anymore. Maybe you can straighten him
out. Love, Uncle Sherm." Well, you're always welcome
here, Stanley! My pineapple is your pineapple. Wow! You've got
your own refrigerator. I'm not allowed near the fridge
at
Uncle Sherm's. Whoa! Oh well, now I don't have
to clean it out. Yahahaahoo! Stanley!
You okay in there, Stanley? Your toilet is so cool!
Is that what I think it is? Well, it was bath night. Only $29.95! You'll never take me alive,
flat foot! Uncle Sherm won't let me watch
TV back at home. Why not? That's why. What's that? Oh, that's okay. There's nothing good
on TV anyway. Nothing. You work at the Krusty Krab!? I don't just work there!
I'm vice assistant general manager
in charge of certain t
hings. That's me turning
the front door key! That's me serving customers. And that's me performing
sanitary maintenance. Ooh, who's that? Oh, that.
That's me making Krabby Patties. The best job in the world.
It's my calling. I wish I had a calling. Oh, Stanley.
You just haven't found your purpose in life,
that's all! You really think so? I know so. I bet my friend
Squidward can help you! Hi, Squidward. I'd like you
to meet my cousin, Stanley. We're related. There's two of them?! [screaming] Step
on it! Your friend Squidward seems
busy. Oh, that's okay. I'm sure
Sandy can think of something. Hey, SpongeBob.
Who's your friend? This is my cousin,
Stanley SquarePants. I thought you could show him
how to be a scientist. Why, sure!
Glad to meet you, partner. Nice to meet you- Uh-oh. Goll... darn it! [laughing] Are you gonna make me
lots of money today? Yes, sir! Ah, what I'd give if only
there were two of- What? One, two? There's two?!
He looks like you. He smells like you. He tastes like yo
u! Is he a hard worker,
just like you? Um... Uh... Well, is he? Please, please, please, please,
please, please, please, please, please. Yes, sir. You've got the job! Your job is
to take people's money, and put it in here! Whoa. Can I touch it? [sniffing] Money? [sniffing]
Burning?! [screaming] [crying] SpongeBob?
Who's responsible for this? I... guess I am, Mr. Krabs. You're on probation, boy! Well, Stanley.
Thanks to you, I'm on probation. If you wanna keep this job,
you're gonna have to... Woo
! Customer at the port bow! Man your stations!
Man your stations! Ready for duty! My first customer.
Hi, I'm Stanley! Ohhh! This is so exciting! Hmm... I'd like a... Wait, wait, wait, wait! Hold on. I don't want to ever forget
this moment! That's gonna be a keeper. Now let's do one
with funny hats. [Mexican music playing] [wedding music playing] Ooh! Yeah, let's pretend
we're mad at each other. [laughing] [screaming] Roses are red, violets are blu, world domination has nothing
on you. [scream
ing] Hmmm,
I guess she's not a poetry fan. [screaming] [screaming] Poetry, love notes,
nothing's working. Maybe something personal. [screaming] [screaming] Am I really that pretty? [screaming] Oh, yeah... I am smooth. I'd like to hear about you. Well... - Plankton!
- Krabs! - Eugene!
- Mommy? "Mommy?" SpongeBob! SpongeBob! This delectable creature
is your mother? This no-good conniving chiseler
is your date!? And this devilishly handsome
sponge is your waiter. SpongeBob! I don't know what sort
o
f skulduggery you're up to, Plankton, and I'm not waiting
to find out. Eugene, you put me boyfriend
down, this instant! Boyfriend? But, mommy... You heard the lady. Let me go. That's more like it. Come, Plankton. I'm sorry me son had
to spoil our romantic evening. Mommy? - You!
- Eugene. I came to warn you, Plankton.
Stay away from me mother. I know what you're really up to. I'm serious, Eugene.
I've changed my ways. And all it took was
the love of a beautiful woman. All you love is thieving
and
conniving. Now, stop trying to get
the formula out of me mother! What are you talking about? I'm talking
about the Krabby Patty formula! Your mother knows
the Krabby Patty formula? Don't play stupid with me.
Of course she does. It's an old Krabs family recipe,
and you're not family! I'm telling you
for the last time: stay away from me mother. Not family, eh?
Well, I can fix that. - Eugene!
- Mommy! What did I tell ye
about interfering in me life? Mommy, can't you see?
He's trying to seduce the
Krabby Patty formula
right from under ya? For your information, Eugene, he hasn't asked me once
about the formula. I doubt that he even knows
that I know it. Uh, yeah, yeah,
funny thing about that. I forbid ye to interfere
in me private business. Go to your office, now! Yes, mommy. Somebody call heaven
because I think an angel's gone missing. Oh, Sheldon. Oh, Mrs. Krabs. Oh, brother. Attention, attention, everyone. I'd like to make
an announcement. Mrs. Krabs,
in full view of this restaurant, I
ask you for your hand
in holy matrimony. Aw! Would you marry me? Ah, that's it! No more hiding in my room
like a scared little kid, it's time to act like a man! [screaming] Gasp. Please don't marry him Mommy.
Don't marry this bad bad man. I don't want you too. Too late, Krabsy. We're going to be married
and you're gonna be my new son. [laughing] Huh? What's this honey bunch? I'm flattered by your offer.
Really, I am. But I'm just not ready
for that kind of commitment. [laughing] What is this? Th
ere's somebody else,
isn't there? [shattering] I... I...
this is very uncomfortable. I'll just wait in the car. I don't believe this!
You led me on! Now, now Plankton,
it's not what you think. I don't wanna hear your lies! You owe me
for leading on like this! Give me the Krabby Patty formula
and we'll call it even. The formula? Is that what
this whole thing was about? No! No, not really.
I mean... not at first. I mean uh... Uh, honey bunch? Uh-oh. Oh, well. Tis better
to have loved and lost t
han never to have loved at all! Besides, we don't know
any dumb people. Don't worry, Patrick,
I'll be the dummy. When your parents see
how dumb I act, they'll think
you're the smartest guy ever. Math is power! A, B, C, D, E, F, G... [doorbell ringing] Oh! H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O...! Should I get the bullhorn again,
Marty? W, X, Y, and Z!
Hi, Mom. Hi, Dad. Son,
You recognized us this time. Why wouldn't I recognize
my own parents? You never were a bright one. [groaning] [laughing] Well,
aren't you
gonna show us inside? He probably forgot where it is. Well, I know where it... Oh, let me lead the way
so we don't get lost. Huh? Hold hands now! Hey, Patrick! Patrick! Aw. He said my name. Wow.
How'd you train him to do that? [laughing] Ow! He bit me. Patrick, meet me in the kitchen. Oh, I guess the dummy wants
to have a private conversation. [laughing] A dumb one. [laughing] So, what's on your mind? No, wait.
I already know the answer. Nothing.
[laughing] See? That's funny.
Cause you're dumb.
Patrick,
could you let up on the insults just a little bit? Oh, were those too complicated
for ya? I'll try dumbing them down
a bit. Patrick, I get the feeling
that you think I really am dumb. That's just
what I'd expect you to say. Dumb people are always
blissfully unaware of how dumb they really are. I'm only pretending to be dumb.
It was our plan, remember? Oh, SpongeBob,
if only you could see how stupid you sound right now, with your talk
of imaginary plans. Tell you what.
You've caught me a
t a good mood. I'll humor you. Go on, go out there
and act "smart" for everyone. Okay, I will! And don't worry,
I'll keep this warm for ya. [clearing throat]
I have a confession to make. I lied about being stupid.
I just acted like a fool so you would appreciate Patrick
a little bit more. I know how to talk,
and eat, and do laundry. I even separate the darks
from the lights. So what do you say
we start over and try again? Hi! My name is
SpongeBob SquarePants, and I am not a dummy. [laughing]
Ama
zing. Three minutes in the kitchen
and our son has taught him to talk in complete sentences.
Oh, good work, son. It wasn't easy, Dad. But...
but, but, but, but, but, but... It looks like it's time
for your next lesson, young man! Now, listen to me! I'm not dumb! I have a brain! See?
Here's a picture of it! That must be actual size.
[laughing] [laughing] No! It's normal size
and fully functional! Watch! Two plus two equals four! Oh, son,
you taught him math, too! No! And you taught him to sing! [
blabbering, sputtering] Oh, now he's short-circuiting. You must have taught him
a little too much! [laughing] [laughing] [laughing] [screaming] You know, son, I've always known that when it comes
to brightness, well, you're about a three-watt.
But this guy. He's a wet match in a dark cave. He makes phone operators seem
smart. [clearing throat]
But more importantly, son, he's shown me what a sharp,
quick-witted boy you've become. Ha! I feel like
I'm really meeting you for the first time.
Isn't th
at right, Janet? You bet, Marty. Janet?! Marty?!
Who are you people?! Marty, I'm scared! [doorbell ringing] Excuse me, does this
lovely couple belong to you? They've been standing
outside my house saying "Where's Patrick?"
all day. It's driving me nuts! Mom! Dad! Wow, son. You actually recognized us
this time. And you remembered
to get dressed today. [laughing] Oh, that's right, honey.
We don't have a son. Oh, yeah. [laughing] Welcome, brethren. Hey, look, everybody!
It's cousin Plankton! Yee-ha
w! I've been away from home longer
than I thought. Well, howdy, cousin! Uh... It's me, Clem.
O' course, you remember Zeke, Rufus, Jeke,
Billy Bob, Billy Jim, Billy Billy Bo Willy
Banana Fana Fo Filly, Doug, Enis, Julio, Fletcher McGee,
Rainchild, Zeke Junior- Alright, I get it! I mean, uh, come inside.
Make yourself at home. Bottom line,
we invade the Krusty Krab so I can steal
the secret formula. - What do you think?
- But what's in it for us? [clamoring] Well, what do you want? Gawrsh. Can I g
et a new string
for my banjo? And another boot
to match this'n? And some more memory
for my laptop! And what about root beer? [all]
Root beer! Help me get the secret formula and you can have
as much root beer as you can drink! [cheering] Victory, thy name is Plankton! [cheering] Well, Mr. Squidward,
it's almost closing time, and we haven't seen eye
or antennae of ol' Plankton for hours. Yes, sir, I think this time,
he's finally given up for- Attention,
Krusty Krab management! This is your bet
ter speaking! What?! I have
the restaurant surrounded. Give me the secret formula
or I'll destroy the Krusty Krab! Ah, you and what army, bug? [chuckles]
What army? What army?! Look around you, Krabs! You planted grass? Grass?!
[laughing] Uh-oh. [screaming] [thudding] You'll never get away with it,
Plankton. You're right.
The pipes are much too narrow. Besides, what I really want is
the Krabby Patty formula. Well,
you might as well forget it. The formula is locked away
in me safe, and I'll never
give ya
the combination. [laughing] Silence!
[toilet flushing] Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh! I think you'll find
we're more than capable of figuring
it out for ourselves. Oh, boys? That's it, a little to the left. Curse you Plankton,
and your ability to join together
to form a working human ear! Hot dog! Yes. It's mine!
The formula's mine. After all these years,
it's finally mine! Let it be known
that on this day, I, Sheldon J. Plankton, single-handedly overthrew
the Krusty Krab! [family]
AHEM. Eh, a
nd, of course,
I had a little help from the family. Plankton, wait.
You can't look at the formula. Begging won't help. I'm telling you,
you won't be able to handle the truth. There are some things
in this world that weren't meant
for mortal eyes. - Eye.
- Eye. I don't care. Drum roll please! Finally, after all these years,
I'm about to find out what makes a Krabby Patty taste
so good! The secret recipe
for one Krabby Patty is.... a pinch of salt.... Plankton! Wait! Three teaspoons
of chopped oni
ons.... I'm warning ya! A cup of love.... Don't do it! ...mixed together with
the most important ingredient of all: four heaping pounds
of freshly ground... plankton!?! I warned ya. [screaming] [screaming] [gasping, laughing] Hey, why ain't you running? I can't read. Get outta here. [grunting] [groaning] Hey, guys. Did I miss anything? Mr. Krabs, is this really
the secret ingredient for the Krabby Patty? Of course not. and Plankton'll probably figure
that out, and be back again to find out
what
the real formula is.
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