- 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!
[laughing]
♪ ♪
[waves crashing]
[cool jazz music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ La-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-la la-la-la ♪
Hmm, maybe I could use a little music
to make my work even more fun.
[groans]
Aha! There you are!
Hi!
[rock music playing]
[panting]
- ♪ Yeah, Kung Fu Rock Kung Fu Rock ♪
♪ Kick off your socks, get a clap on the chops ♪
♪ Swing one, swing two, smack down, pop! ♪
♪ That's how you do the Kung Fu Rock ♪
- Hey, boss, it says, "Closed.
Feel free to slide money under the door."
- Thank you, Professor Lonnie. Here's a flash: I can read!
- Aw, man, I really wanted to sink my teeth into something.
- Hey, there's somebody in there.
♪ ♪
- Look at that kid go.
♪ ♪
- Ow-wah!
- ♪ Kung Fu Rock ♪
- What power!
- [fighting yells] - What force!
- What's for dinner?
- Clam it, Donnie.
This kid is bad to the bone.
We gotta get him to join our crew.
- ♪ Ah, hi-yah! ♪
- I just mopped the floor with you.
[laughs]
[sneezes]
Well, good night, Krusty Krab!
[humming]
- Hey, there, killer. My name is Sharkface.
Don't let the teeth intimidate you.
- Hello, Sharkface.
My name is SpongeBob SquarePants.
- Well, hey, there, SpongePants.
You ain't as square as you look. You are one poppin' Porifera.
- I am? Oh, thank you, Mr. Sharkface.
Who are your friends?
- Oh, let me introduce you to my fellas here.
Here's my main man, Lonnie.
- Hey, yo.
- Keeping it cooler than a sea cucumber is Ronnie.
- Hey, hey, yo.
- And that decked out righteous brother
is the one, the only Donnie.
- Hey, hey, hey, yo.
- Wow!
- And we are...
all: The Sharks.
- Ooh, fancy stitching.
- Well, we've seen you doing your stuff inside there,
and I have to say, you got skills, Sponge-o.
- Yeah, skills.
- We could use a fella like you in our crew.
Ever since we lost Jonnie...
- Jonnie! No! - Jonnie! No!
- Jonnie! No-o-o-o!
all: Jonnie! No!
- Shut it.
Hey, look, we got a hole in our crew,
and we need somebody to fill it.
How would you like to join The Sharks?
- Do I get a jacket?
- Of course you do.
- Yay!
I mean, hey, new friends!
- All right, let's bail on this joint,
cruise the neighborhood.
- [giggling]
[tires screeching]
- [grunting] It's the Sharks!
[all screaming]
- [gasps] Are they okay?
- Aw, don't worry about them Bettys.
It's a waste of time.
- Yeah, but what if they're hurt?
- I told you not to worry, but you keep on worrying.
- Cool your jets, Sponge.
- Yeah, don't you trust us?
- I guess so.
[tires screeching]
- Please, have whatever you want!
Take it all! Take it all!
- That guy seemed really scared of us.
- That guy's loony .
- Hey, Sponge-pants, don't be such a maybe-baby.
- Wah! Who's a baby?
- [shivering]
[tires screeching]
[dramatic jazz chords]
[all snapping fingers]
- Stop right there.
Y'all ain't allowed in here no more.
- Give us a break, old man.
- We practically own the place.
- Not after what you did last time.
You wrecked the joint. This is a shark-free zone now.
- What a bunch of hooey.
- Yeah. What are we gonna do, Sharkface?
- The Sharks can't allow this.
all: Yeah. Yeah.
- Um, you know, maybe we should let it slide.
There are plenty of clubs in the sea.
[comical light chords]
[neon buzzes]
- Slow down. This is our spot, Sponge.
[popping sound] Huh?
The Pods.
- The whats?
[popping suckers]
[all popping suckers]
- It's our rivals...
Sharks: The Pods.
all: Pods.
all: Sharks.
Pods: Pods. Sharks: Sharks.
- [whimpering] - Pods!
- Sharks!
[siren wailing]
- The cops! Phew!
- Hold it there, laddies.
Break this nonsense up right now.
- Now, you Pods clear out of here.
- Hey, we'll see you at the showdown, Sharks.
[all popping suckers]
Unless you're a bunch of jellies.
[laughs]
- We're gonna be there, and we're no jellies!
- Not so fast there, boy-o.
There won't be a showdown.
You lads know that's our turf.
- Stay off our beat. This is your final warnin'.
- Cops, always breathing down our gills.
- Well, I'm glad that's all cleared up.
- You're right, Sponge.
We got a showdown to get ready for.
- Oh, uh, didn't you hear?
The nice officer said there won't be a showdown.
- Forget the cops.
It's the Pods we need to take down,
and we can do that, because we got you on our side.
- Uh, me? You know I'm not really the showdown type.
- I thought you was one of us.
- Yeah, a Shark.
- I was caught up in the moment. I just love making new friends.
- Do not shrimp out on us, Sponge-o.
The showdown is at the playground, tonight,
so we're gonna see you there, right?
- Um--[gulps] Oh, okay.
See you guys there. Bye.
- Don't disappoint us, Sponge.
[tires screeching]
- Showdown? I can't fight in a showdown.
I'll have to go into the Witness Protection Program.
I'll have to quit working at the Krusty Krab.
I'll never flip a succulent Krabby Patty ever again.
Oh, what have I done?
Hmm? What's this?
"Ayo, Sponge-o. We were in your neck of the woods
"and decided to pick up your beloved pet, Gary.
"If you want to see him, you better high-tail
"your porous caboose over to the showdown.
Sincerely, Sharkface and the other Sharks."
Gary! No-o-o!
I have to save Gary. I have to go to the showdown!
I have to get ready to fight.
[rock and roll music]
♪ ♪
Hiyah!
I'm ready.
[tires screeching]
[all popping suckers]
[all growl]
[all snapping fingers]
- I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.
I'm ready!
Back up, Pods. Don't make me hurt you.
all: Huh?
- SpongeBob, what are you doing here?
- Squidward? Oh, no.
I accidentally joined this bad boy gang
and I'm supposed to fight in this showdown
'cause I gotta save Gary,
and I don't want go into the Witness Protection Program,
but I can't fight you, 'cause you're my friend.
- What are you talking about, jellyfish for brains?
We are a troupe.
- A troupe? What do you mean?
- A dance troupe, you numbskull.
This is a dance showdown. No one is going to fight.
- But what about those girls that screamed and fainted?
- Oh, that? That's just our fans.
They scream and faint all the time.
- We love you! [all cheering]
- What about the fruit vendor?
He just gave you his fruit and ran away.
- That guy's a health nut.
He's always worried that we don't eat enough fruits.
- It keeps you regular.
- But what about the club?
The bouncer said you destroyed the place.
- That was a total accident.
That's how we lost... Jonnie.
Jonnie thought he could do a quadruple pirouette.
He lost control, he fell down.
He scratched up the floor pretty bad.
- [groans]
- He won't be able to dance for days.
Maybe even a week!
both: Jonnie, no!
- Oh, brother.
- But you Sharks kidnapped Gary.
- We would never do such a thing.
- Yeah, we were just giving him a ride.
Gary's our DJ.
- Meow.
- Yay! I'm not a criminal by association.
- Will you stop yakking, already?
- You're right, Squidward. Gary, lay down some tunes.
- Meow.
[record scratching]
[all snapping fingers]
[cool jazz music playing]
♪ ♪
[quirky electronic music playing]
♪ ♪
[siren wailing]
- Oh, no! It's the coppers!
- We told you to stay off our turf, lads.
- I'm so sorry, Officer. We were just dancing.
- You call that dancing?
Move aside, boy-os. This here is our beat.
[drumming]
[moody island music playing]
- ♪ Hula, hula ♪
♪ ♪
[tires screeching]
- Oh, no, it's Internal Affairs!
- We're shutting you dirty dancing cops down.
- It's time to pop it... and lock it.
[record scratching]
[hip-hop music playing]
- ♪ Ah, hey! ♪
- ♪ Party's in the house party's in the house ♪
- ♪ Give it up ♪ - ♪ Hey! ♪
It's all over--nobody can beat Internal Affairs.
- Ooh! Leave it to the Sponge.
Ay, yo.
[rock and roll music]
- ♪ Yeah, Kung Fu Rock Kung Fu Rock ♪
♪ Kick off your socks, get a clap on the chops ♪
♪ Swing one, swing two, smack down, pop! ♪
♪ That's how you do the Kung Fu Rock ♪
♪ Hi-yah! ♪
♪ ♪
[all snapping fingers]
- And the winner is...
SpongeBob SquarePants and The Sharks!
[all cheering] - For Jonnie!
- [panting] We saved the rec center!
- What rec center?
- Now everybody's a winner.
[all cheering]
- I didn't win anything.
[island music]
♪ ♪
[Calypso music playing]
[laughter]
- Cha cha!
[laughter]
- More fruit punch, SpongeBob?
- You know Plankton, when you invited me over,
I thought it was another trick to get the Krabby Patty formula.
Now I see you just love
social gatherings in the workplace.
- Oh, I love office parties.
We've got roller chair races and karaoke.
Hey, I know a gag we could do--
copy our faces on the new copy machine.
- Ooh, should I put my face on the glass?
- Why don't you lay your whole body down?
That glass is big enough.
- [grunting] Blah.
How's this? Like this?
What about this? Is this good?
- Just lay face down and keep still.
[grunts] - Whoo! [giggles]
- All right, party's over. Go home.
- Aw! But I'd like some more fruit punch.
- No more punch for you.
You don't look so good, SpongeBob.
I suggest you take the day off tomorrow.
- Nah, I feel fine.
- Are you sure?
- You know, now that you ask, I don't know.
I think I just felt a twinge.
- You'll be fine if you take tomorrow off.
[grunts] [snickers]
- Yay! - Hello, SpongeBob CopyPants.
Can you say, "secret formula"?
- "See-see for-ma-ma."
- "Se-cret form-ula."
- Secret formula. Secret formula.
- [evil laugh] Yeah.
[evil laughter]
- Now remember, your name is SpongeBob SquarePants
and your assignment is to ask Krabs
for the secret Krabby Patty formula.
- My name is SpongeBob SquarePants,
and I want the secret formula.
- Excellent.
Now off you go. Wait!
Just keeping track of my copy.
- [humming]
- [gasps]
- [whistling]
- What are you doing here? - Oh!
- You said you would take the day off!
- But I feel great today.
- Are you sure? Because you're sweating.
- Ooh.
- [panting] But you can't work,
you have yellow jaundice!
- [laughs]
Oh, Plankton, yellow is my natural color.
- [groans]
- [humming]
Morning. [humming] - Whatever.
- [humming]
Morning. [humming]
- I said whatever.
Wait. Didn't I just-- Didn't I--
[both laughing]
- Boo!
- Ooh. - Ooh.
[both laughing]
- There's only one explanation.
I'm still in bed, and I'm having a nightmare!
[groans] Wake up!
- Hey, I'd like to place an order for two.
- Two? As in two SpongeBobs?
Sure.
This is all just a bad dream, right?
I'm dreaming. You're in my dream.
- That's me, the man of your dreams.
[chuckles]
- If this is a dream, there are no consequences.
I can do anything!
Hmm. Dink!
Huh?
I really am dreaming.
- What's your name, handsome stranger?
- My name is SpongeBob SquarePants.
- Wow! We look alike,
and we have the same name.
That's two things we have in common.
[both laughing]
I always wanted a twin brother.
How do you feel about bubbles?
- I love 'em!
- Jelly fishing?
- The same thing you do.
- How about Squidward?
- Oh, "puh-leaze."
[both laughing]
- I think I'll nickname you... Me Two.
[both laughing]
- Hey, SpongeCopy, good to see ya.
Have you learned the secret formula yet?
- Oh, I can't tell you that. It's a secret.
Oh, by the way, my name is Me Two.
- Me two?
I'm such a deep sea dope.
Now that the copy has come into contact
with the original SpongeBob, he won't tell me the formula.
[groaning]
Time to adjust my plan.
- Wait a minute.
I can't afford two SpongeBobs!
If this is a scheme to collect two paychecks,
forget about it!
You're getting one paycheck split in two.
both: You are too good to us, Mr. Krabs.
- [laughing]
Karen, did you know you're married to a genius?
- How could I forget?
You had it tattooed on my hard drive.
- Now where was I?
Oh, yeah, I saved SpongeBob's digital DNA.
- Yay! - [evil laugh]
- Ooh!
- No, no, SpongeCopy.
We don't put dirty, nasty things in our mouth.
Spit it out.
- Yuck!
Now, Listen!
Your name is SpongeBob SquarePants,
and you're to go straight to Mr. Krabs
and ask him for the secret formula.
- Mr. Krabs, secret formula. Got it.
- And stay away from any other SpongeBobs!
- Got it.
- Ah, ah, SpongeCopy.
- [groans] - [grunts]
You see, this is why I never had children.
- [gulping]
- Yup, I'm still dreaming.
Hello there. Are you enjoying my dream?
Ha! I heard you liked your patties ground.
[laughs] - [moans]
- [gasps] Mister Squidward!
Just what the devilfish do you think you're doing?
- Isn't it obvious, you red-faced tightwad?
I'm dreaming.
What's that under there?
- Under where? Ooh!
- That's right.
[laughs]
♪ I don't care, I don't care ♪
♪ None of this is real ♪
Hm. I always wanted to fly,
and since this is my dream, I'm going to fly!
[laughs]
- Hello, Mr. Krabs.
Hey, can you tell me the secret Krabby Patty formula?
- You want me to tell you the "formular"?
That's quite a responsibility, laddie.
- Secret formula.
- Well, you make a good point.
Lean in, boy.
[eerie hum]
- He's doing it!
He knows the formula!
I can taste triumph.
Wait. No. No!
- Secret formula. Secret formula.
- Hey, look, another handsome devil.
[laughs] We'll call you Me Three.
[all laugh]
Aw, let's go flip some patties.
- Neptune's puddle! [grunts]
Now that SpongeBob's been corrupted by the other two!
What I need is a legion of Bobs, a full-on blitzkrieg of Bobs!
[military drumming]
March. March, my pretties, and learn the formula.
[evil laugh]
[all humming in unison]
all: Secret formula.
- Whoa, you guys are multiplying
faster than sea bunnies. all: Secret formula.
- All right, pipe down.
I'm only gonna tell you the secret formula
one more time.
all: One more time.
[all humming in unison]
- So you've all memorized the formula.
Get to work, while I calculate your paychecks.
all: Yay! Hooray!
- They all know the formula.
- I'll do that.
- Oh. Okay, thanks.
- Let me do that. - Sure.
- I'll polish the pickles.
- Looks like you sponges have everything covered.
- Mm-hmm.
- Hey, you don't look so good.
Can I take you home? Where do you live?
- I came from the Chum Bucket.
- The Chum Bucket?
- ♪ I'm gonna know the formula I'm gonna know the formula ♪
- Plankton!
Me Two says you made him in a copy machine
so that you could steal the secret formula.
- Well, that's patently ridiculous.
- Uhh...
- You gotta help him.
I think he's sick or something.
- I feel funny.
- Me Two! Me Two!
Oh, what happened to him?
- I was afraid of that.
I thought I'd save some money by using cheap toner.
- What's that mean?
- It means my plan is ruined!
All the SpongeBob copies will fade away now.
- Fade away? All my brand-new friends?
No, they can't!
[crying]
No! Don't disappear!
[crying]
- Quickly, man, before you fade! What's the formula?
- It's easy. You take one part--
[grunts] I don't feel so good.
- Wait. No!
You, the formula!
The formula.
The formula!
Ouch!
[all groaning] The formula! The formula!
The formula!
[all laughing]
- Life is but a walking shadow.
Ah-loobie-loobie-loobie-loobie- loobie-loobie--
[starts] [screams]
all: Loobie-loobie-loobie!
- What's the formula?
- Well, I did it.
I calculated one paycheck
down into 300 separate tiny checks.
Only one of you left?
Here.
- Ah.
[groans]
- Sheesh, what a cheapskate.
I can't believe I failed again!
- I can believe it.
- Wait, are you a copy?
Quick, what's the formula?
- Well, you see, it's--
Nice try, Plankton, but I'm the O.S.--
the Original Sponge. [whimpers]
I can't believe they're all gone.
- Oh, you wouldn't want all those copies of you around.
They were all just imitations, anyway.
- Hey, those imitations were my friends.
- One SpongeBob is more than the world can handle anyway.
You're a unique snowflake.
- Yeah. Thanks, Plankton.
Things did get a bit out of hand with all those me's around.
- Yeah, you're pretty annoying.
Well, you can stomp on me now if that's what you want.
- Plankton, I am unique snowflake,
and snowflakes don't stomp. They skip!
[laughs]
- Well, what do ya know about that?
No comeuppance.
- Gaining speed. - [gulps]
- Increasing thrust, raising nose,
air pressure on tentacles,
tray tables in upright positions,
and...liftoff!
- Eh, spoke too soon.
Comeuppance in three, two--
- [yelling]
[both groaning]
- [groans] Right on my keys.
[quirky island music]
♪ ♪