ARE YOU READY, KIDS?
all: AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN!
I CAN'T HEAR YOU.
all: AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN!
♪ OHH... ♪
♪ WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA? ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ ABSORBENT AND YELLOW AND POROUS IS HE ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ IF NAUTICAL NONSENSE BE SOMETHING YOU WISH ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ THEN DROP ON THE DECK AND FLOP LIKE A FISH ♪
- all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS! - READY?
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
SPONGEBOB
SQUAREPANTS!
[laughing]
♪ ♪
[waves crashing]
[lilting ukulele music]
♪ ♪
[laughing]
GIDDEE-UP! [laughing]
YAH!
AHEM.
WEREN'T YOU GONNA PUT YOUR VACATION SLIDES
IN THE PROJECTOR, PATRICK?
OH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH!
- PATRICK, THOSE ARE HASH BROWNS.
HASH BROWNS!
[eating noises]
- UMM, PATRICK? THE SLIDES?
RIGHT! THE SLIDES!
VOILA!
UH...NOW WHAT?
- NOW YOU PUT THE SLIDES IN THE PROJECTOR.
RIGHT! I KNEW THAT.
PUT THE SLIDES IN THE PROJEC-- [shouts]
TOR.
DON'T WORRY, SPONGEBOB.
I'VE GOT SOMETHING EVEN BETTER!
AHEM.
OKAY. HERE WE GO.
- THERE I WAS-- - OH! A SHADOW PUPPET SHOW!
- PLEASE, NO INTERRUPTIONS. - SORRY.
AS I WAS SAYING,
I WAS LYIN' AROUND MY HOUSE,
NOT EVEN PLANNING TO HAVE A VACATION
WHEN I HEARD A KNOCK AT MY DOOR....
[anguished moan]
FOR CLAMMIN' OUT LOUD!
[grunts]
AWW, SHEESH!
I'M STILL NOT THERE YET?!
[groaning]
PATRICK!
PATRICK! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO YOURSELF?
I'VE BEEN WAKING UP,
EATING, SLEEPING,
WAKING UP, EATING, SLEEPING,
WAKING UP, EATING, SLEEPING FOR MY WHOLE LIFE WITHOUT A REST!
I NEED A BREAK FROM THE HUSTLE AND BUSTLE
OF MY EVERYDAY LIFE.
IT'S SO EXHAUSTING!
HELP ME, SPONGEBOB! PLEASE HELP ME!
- PAL, WHAT YOU NEED IS A VACATION!
- THAT'S IT! I NEED A VACATION!
SO YOU'D LIKE A VACATION.
GUH?! OH, GREAT!
ANOTHER THING FOR ME TO--
YES, HE'D LIKE A VACATION!
- WELL, YOUR OPTIONS ARE ENDLESS, MR. STAR!
ANYWHERE FROM BEAUTIFUL, WHITE SANDY BEACHES
TO EXHILARATING JUNGLE SAFARIS.
IT ALL DEPENDS ON YOUR BUDGET.
[both grunt]
- I GUESS I'LL JUST HAVE TO STAY HOME.
- "STAY HOME"? THAT'S IT!
YOU CAN TAKE A "STAY-CATION"!
- WHAT'S THAT? - TAKE YOUR VACATION AT HOME!
NO PACKING, NO TRAVEL.
JUST DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TO DO!
- BEST OF ALL, IT'S FREE! - OH, BOY!
ALL RIGHT, PATRICK, ENJOY YOUR STAYCATION!
- THAT'S WHAT I'M GONNA DO, BUDDY!
WELCOME TO STAR ROCK INN, SIR.
MY NAME IS "TODD". CAN I CHECK YOU IN?
- I DON'T KNOW. CAN YOU?
- AH, YES, STAR... STAR...STAR...
PATRICK STAR, ROOM 801.
YOUR KEY, SIR. AND PLEASE DON'T HESITATE TO LET US KNOW
IF THERE'S ANYTHING WE CAN DO TO MAKE YOUR STAY MORE COMFORTABLE. [bell dings]
MAY I TAKE YOUR BAGS, MR. STAR?
- I DON'T HAVE ANY BA. UHH...
- FOLLOW ME, SIR. YOUR ROOM IS RIGHT THIS WAY.
YOUR ROOM, SIR.
- OH, DEAR. - IS SOMETHING WRONG, MR. STAR?
- WELL, UM, HONESTLY, I'M NOT SURE
I LIKE THE WAY THIS ROOM IS ARRANGED.
ARRANGED?
MR. STAR, ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS?
- NO, I-- MAYBE IT'S THE WALLS.
[moans]
I GOT IT.
LET'S PUT THE ROOM BACK THE WAY IT WAS ORIGINALLY.
- THE POOL IS ONE OF THE STAR ROCK INN'S
MOST RELAXING FEATURES.
OH! A POOL!
[laughing] POOL.
WHERE'S THE DIVING BOARD?
THE DIVING BOARD?
OOH. OH, ONE DIVING BOARD, COMING UP!
[pants]
[sawing]
YOUR DIVING BOARD, SIR!
- ALL RIGHT! [laughing]
[crunch]
YOU OKAY, SIR?
- MY HEAD IS SWIMMING JUST FINE, THANK YOU.
OH, NO!
LIFEGUARD ON DUTY!
[exclaiming]
[inhales]
[blows whistle]
ARE YOU OKAY, SIR?
SO COLD.
THIS CALLS FOR CPR.
CANDY PEPPERMINT RESUSCITATION!
SO WEAK.
STRENGTH...
RETURNING.
[Patrick's stomach rumbles]
- BUT I'M STILL HUNGRY. - FOLLOW ME, SIR.
[boing]
OH! [straining]
[thumping]
IF YOU WOULD TAKE YOUR SEAT, SIR.
YOUR DINING BIB, SIR.
WOW! WHAT LUXURY.
ONE KRABBY PATTY COMING UP!
AHEM!
WHAT, NO TIP?
HEY!
WHAT KIND OF RESORT IS THIS?
WHERE'S THE ENTERTAINMENT?
- OH! YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT, SIR!
PRESENTING THE SPONGEBOB FOLLIES!
[babbling]
WHAT THE HEY!
BORING.
[whistling]
[triumphant music]
LAME.
LIFT OFF.
WELL? WHAT DO YOU THINK?
YOU ARE SMOKIN'!
AW, IT WAS NOTHING.
- NO. NO, YOU'RE REALLY SMOKING!
- WHAT? [sniffs]
OH, NO! THE KRABBY PATTY!
[coughs]
[gasps and coughs again]
[stomach rumbling]
MY TUMMY IS STILL LONELY!
[sniffs] AH.
- [sniffs] AH.
AHH! DELISH!
OH! SILLY ME. I FORGOT THE NAPKIN.
AND NOW AN ELEGANT MEAL FOR AN ELEGANT PERSON.
I AM QUITE REFINED.
AHH!
[belches]
WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
I'M ON VACATION!
THE LAST RESORT I WAS STAYING AT WAS A DUMP,
BUT THIS PLACE IS AWESOME!
OH, HEY, WAITER. NAPKIN, PLEASE.
[grumbles]
MR. STAR?
YOUR MEAL IS READY!
- PATRICK? WHERE IS HE? - [shouts]
- AH. - PATRICK, YOU DIM-WITTED MORON.
GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN!
GOOD IDEA.
I THINK I'LL HEAD OVER TO THE SPA.
I COULD USE A MASSAGE.
- GET THIS INTO YOUR TINY, TINY, LITTLE, TINY BRAIN:
THIS IS NOT A RESORT.
IT'S MY HOUSE. THERE IS NO SPA.
AND YOU CAN'T GET A MASSAGE!
- OH! OH! OOOH! YEAH, THAT'S THE SPOT.
OH, HEY, YOU SHOULD GET A MASSAGE TOO.
PFFT! NOT LIKELY.
[neck cracks] OW! OW! OW! OW!
AHH...
WHAT THE HAY.
MOVE OVER.
I WANT A DEEP TISSUE TREATMENT, AND DON'T FORGET THE FEET.
[snoring]
SO TIRED.
AHH!
[snoring]
- PATRICK, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?
- THAT RESORT NEXT DOOR IS TOO CROWDED.
THEN I FOUND THIS PLACE. IT'S QUIET AND PEACEFUL.
GOOD NIGHT, SPONGEBOB.
[snoring]
- [snoring] - WAKE UP, LADDY.
- MM? OH, HI, MR. KRABS.
- YOU HAVE ANOTHER NASTY OL' DREAM?
- MM-MM. - PATRICK IN YOUR BED AGAIN?
- MM-HMM. - AYE.
- WELL, GOOD NIGHT, LADDY. - GOOD NIGHT, SIR.
[lilting ukulele music]
♪ ♪
[laughs wickedly]
SALUTATIONS, PUNY MORTALS!
I AM THE GREAT GENIE OF THE SLIDE CAROUSEL! OOOH!
ENDURE MY VACATION SLIDES OR I SHALL GRANT YOU THREE MISERIES!
- HEY, IT'S SUPPOSED TO BE THREE WISHES!
SILENCE, RED ONE!
WITHSTAND MY SLIDES!
- OH, FOR... - YAY!
[screams]
[fire alarm sound effect]
- EVERYTHING OKAY IN THERE, OH GREAT GENIE?
WHAT, ARE YOU MOCKING ME, KID?
OF COURSE EVERYTHING'S NOT OKAY! I CAN'T SHOW MY SLIDES!
- WELL, THAT'S NOT THE "CAN DO" SPIRIT!
LA.
- NOW WE'RE COOKIN' WITH BLUBBER.
MY SECOND HONEYMOON.
IT STARTED OUT JUST AS ANY ROMANTIC GETAWAY SHOULD:
WITH FIVE DAYS OF ROUND-THE-CLOCK SURVEILLANCE.
WHOA!
OOH, A LETTER!
THANK YOU, MR. MAILMAN!
BOY, IF I WEREN'T ALREADY ON PAROLE...
[laughs]
MAIL CALL!
ATTABOY!
[laughs]
IT'S FREE TICKETS!
- FREE TICKETS! FOR WHAT, MR. KRABS?
"YOU AND A GUEST HAVE WON A WEEK OF RELAXATION
ON A LUXURY OCEAN CRUISE SHIP."
- WhOO-HOO! WORKS FOR ME!
GENTLEMEN, I'M LEAVIN' YOU IN CHARGE.
SEE YA WHEN I SEE YA!
- OH, MR. KRABS. THIS SAYS "YOU AND A GUEST"!
- WELL, I SUPPOSE I COULD MAKE THAT EXTRA TICKET AVAILABLE
TO, SAY,
WHOEVER WANTS TO BE ME MANSERVANT!
RIGHT THIS WAY, SIR!
YOU MIGHT AS WELL HAND OVER
THAT SECRET FORMULA RIGHT NOW!
'CAUSE ONCE YOU SHOVE OFF, IT'S AS GOOD AS MINE!
[laughs]
WHAT IN SEA BOTTOMS?
LOOKIE HERE, BOY,
I'M BRINGIN' ALONG THE SECRET FORMULA
AS A PRECAUTION...
JUST IN CASE OUR ABSENCE PROVES TOO TEMPTING
TO A CERTAIN ONE-EYED CREEPY-CRAWLY.
- WELL PLAYED, KRABS. WELL PLAYED, INDEED!
BUT AS USUAL, THIS "ONE-EYED CREEPY-CRAWLY"
IS ONE STEP AHEAD OF YOU!
YA CAN'T BEAT PLAN B!
YA CAN'T BEAT IT!
OH, THIS IS GONNA BE SO SWEET!
KAREN, WE ARE GOING ON A LUXURY CRUISE!
- A CRUISE? JUST THE TWO OF US?
OH, PLANKTON!
[laughs happily]
HEY, IF THIS IS ANOTHER SCHEME TO STEAL THE SECRET FORMULA,
YOU CAN LEAVE ME HOME!
NO, OF COURSE NOT.
JUST THINK OF IT AS OUR SECOND HONEYMOON.
- DON'T YOU HAVE TO HAVE A FIRST HONEYMOON
BEFORE YOU EMBARK ON A SECOND?
- WHY DON'T I BUMP UP THOSE VACATION SETTINGS UP A SMIDGE?
- OH, PLANKTON, THIS SECOND HONEYMOON
IS GOING TO BE SO GREAT!
- YEAH, IT'S GONNA BE GROOVY, BABE.
NOW, A QUICK CHECK OF THE VACATION INVENTORY.
SUNTAN LOTION, SUNGLASS, DEATH LASER...
GOT IT!
DID YOU SEE THE PRETTY LASER, HONEY?
- SEE IT?! IT ALMOST SPLIT ME IN HALF!
WHOOPS! SORRY!
I'M JUST SO EXCITED ABOUT OUR CRUISE!
CRUISEY CRUISE CRUISE!
[giggles] CRUISE!
CRUISE! CRUISE!
[laughs] CRUISE...
- GOTTA RETHINK THAT VACATION ALGORITHM WHEN WE GET BACK.
[horn blasts]
[laughter]
[clink]
[cool music]
♪ ♪
NOTHING TOPS KICKIN' BACK
NEXT TO MY LOVING COMPUTER WIFE
AND SOAKING UP THE RAYS.
- OH, I HOPE I DON'T GET SCREEN BURN!
- LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND WITH THAT, HONEY!
- OH, PLANKTON! YOU'RE SUCH A SWEET HUSBAND
WHEN YOU AREN'T OBSESSING OVER THAT STUPID SECRET FORMULA!
[laughs]
- THERE HE IS, THAT SWABBY FOOL!
YOUR TURN NOW, KRABS.
- PLANKTON? WHO ARE YOU DENOUNCING NOW?
OH, THE...HORS D'OEUVRES GUY!
HE'S LATE WITH MY NIBBLES AGAIN!
- OH, DON'T GET ALL WORKED UP, PLANKTON.
LET'S JUST FOCUS ON SPENDING SOME QUALITY TIME
TOGETHER ALONE FOR A CHANGE.
[laughs]
NOW PUSH ME BACK UP TO THE TOP!
PUSH ME TO THE TOP!
- WOULD YOU LIKE A NIBBLE, SIR? - IS THAT KELP CHEESE?
- THAT SNACK IS AS BIG AS YOU ARE!
- [laughs] - VERY FUNNY, KAREN.
PERHAPS YOU SHOULD HAVE MARRIED A PILE OF CHEESE!
THAT'S IT!
[laughter]
[grunts]
[laughs]
WHEE!!
[laughing]
[straining]
[pants]
[screams]
[squish]
DID YOU HEAR THAT?
[moans]
- I COULD HAVE SWORN I HEARD PLANKTERON.
HEY...ME, TOO.
- OH, WELL. ONE MORE TIME AROUND THE DECK!
I'M SO EXHAUSTED!
HOW'S IT GOING, HONEY?
[snoring]
[yawns]
OH, HI, PLANKTON! I MUST HAVE ACTIVATED SLEEP MODE!
OH, WHAT A GREAT IDEA THIS WAS,
GETTING AWAY FROM YOUR USUAL SHENANIGANS!
YEAH, HEH HEH, SURE IS.
[laughing]
- UHH, JUST SIT BACK WHILE I MASSAGE YOUR WHEELS.
- NOW YOU'RE MAKING ME SO TIRED...
[snoring]
- SLEEP WELL, BABE. [laughs wickedly]
WHEW! THAT WAS CLOSE!
BOY, I AM SO SWEATY.
[howls]
I HATE YOU, KRABS.
- WHOO-HOO!
- YOU'RE NOT GETTING AWAY THIS TIME!
- I'M FEELING LUCKY! - [screams]
[surfer music]
- OH, YEAH! WHOO-HOO!
GO, MR. KRABS!
I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!
FORMULA OR NO FORMULA, I'M TAKING YOU DOWN!
[laughs]
WHOA! WHAHH!
[moans and grunts]
[screams]
[electric whining]
ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT. I GIVE UP!
I KNOW WHEN I'M BEAT.
OOH! WHAT'S ALL THIS?
"FREE LAND FOOD"! SOUNDS SO EXOTIC!
[sniffs]
THIS LOOKS PROMISING.
BLEH!
THAT TASTES LIKE PUTREFIED CORAL STEMS
DIPPED IN ROTTEN BUTTER SAUCE.
MMM...YEAH.
- UGH, HOW CAN ANYONE STAND THIS SLOP?
MAKES ME MISS OUR GRUB BACK AT THE OLD KRUSTY KRAB.
SPONGEBOB, BE A GOOD MANSERVANT
AND FIX ME UP A KRABBY PATTY, WOULD YA?
- A GOOD FRY COOK IS NEVER FAR FROM HIS GRILL, SIR!
[all sniffing]
WHAT IS THAT DELICIOUS SMELL?
- I DON'T KNOW, BUT I WANT IT, WHATEVER IT IS!
ORDER UP, MR. KRABS!
[excited chatter]
[chuckles]
LOOKS LIKE WE GOT A BUSINESS VENTURE ON OUR HANDS.
THIS VACATION JUST GOT A WHOLE LOT MORE LUCER-ATIVE,
IF YA KNOW WHAT I'M SAYING.
KRABBY PATTIES!
COME AND GET YOUR KRABBY PATTIES!
AHEM! GOOD DAY, SIRS!
I WOULD LIKE TO PILFER YOUR--
I MEAN, PURCHASE A KRABBY PATTY.
WATCH ME SUCKER THIS GUY.
THAT'LL BE A MERE $100!
THAT'S ALL? WHY, CERTAINLY!
[laughs]
[laughter]
COME TO DADDY!
[sniffs]
HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.
THERE'S CHUM ALL OVER THIS BILL!
HEY, BUDDY, WHERE'D YA GET THIS?
- FROM THE SAME PLACE THIS IS GOING--
THE CHUM BUCKET LABORATORY!
NICE DOING BUSINESS, KRABS!
[laughs wickedly]
NOO!
STAND BACK, SIR.
LEAVE THIS TO YOUR TRUSTY MANSERVANT.
[laughs wickedly]
CHOKE ON THAT, YOU BIG--
[grunts]
- I KNEW YOU WERE UP TO SOMETHING!
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU TRIED TO FOOL ME
FOR YOUR OWN SELFISH NEEDS!
MY SECOND HONEYMOON RUINED!
- [sobs] - WELL, TECHNICALLY,
- IT'S YOUR FIRST. - OH, WOULD YOU CAN IT ALREADY?
I GUESS I HAVE NO CHOICE
BUT TO TURN UP THE SETTINGS ON MY VACATION APP.
- I DON'T THINK THAT'S SUCH A GOOD--
[shouting]
IF I WASN'T ON PAROLE...
ME CUSTOMERS!
AH, THIS VACATION IS A TOTAL BUST!
- THANKS, MY SWEET LITTLE GONDOLIER!
THIS IS GONNA BE THE BEST... HONEYMOON EVER!