SSuzie
[as Plankton stands up and tries to keep his balance] Legs ain't your problem, honey. If you want to tango, you got to learn to dance with your [moves hips] hips.
PPlankton
With my lips? [live-action close-up of him moving his lips] This isn't working.
[eyes roll off her screen] Ugh.
SSuzie
That's because I said hips! Watch me. All you got to do is... [moves hips]
Wow, your hips are so hip. You got your work cut out for you, Sheldon.
PPlankton
My hips can't do that.
SSuzie
Of course they can. You got to force them to do it. [holds onto Plankton and Karen] The tango is physical, [dances with Karen] emotional, and most importantly, [pushes the two out of the way] aggressive.
PKPlankton and Karen
What?
PPlankton
Aggressive? [grinning evilly with Karen] Now you're talking my language.
Yeah, we speak fluent aggression.
SSuzie
Good. Tap into that aggression and put it in your [flexes arm] hips. Now, abrazo. [slams hands together] Embrace!
PKPlankton and Karen
[grabbing onto each other] Abrazo.
FKFuture Karen
[phases through the Chrome Bucket as a chrome orb] Sheldon, welcome home.
PPlankton
Karen, is that you? I see you've had some work done.
FKFuture Karen
Uh-huh. And that's not the only work I've been doing.
PPlankton
Ooh. [rubbing hands] Have you completed some kind of deadly destructive robot?
FKFuture Karen
Negative. [displays an easel] I have been working on my art pieces. [sprays a gray background with two squiggly lines] I'm quite successful, in fact. [A couple appears.]
WWife
Oh, honey, [pointing] this would match the couch in the living room.
HHusband
We'll [holds up chrome money] take it. [Future Karen takes the money, then the couple walk off with the painting]
[points up] That cloud looks like an elephant fish.
PPlankton
[points] That one looks like an iron maiden.
[points] That one looks like a baby jellyfish.
PPlankton
Ooh, [points] that one looks like a depth charge. Thank you, SpongeBob, for a truly wonderful day. [gets up] I had a lot of brothers and sister growing up, but never one who was actually nice to me.
Little brother, I'm ready.
PPlankton
Ready? Ready for what?
[stands up holding the brotherly love meter] We're real brothers now. [tosses away meter] I'm ready to share my deepest, most secretest [Plankton's pupil turns into the secret formula] secret. [Plankton forms an evil expression] I swore I'd never tell it to anyone. Oh, but I'm nervous. Could you go first?
PPlankton
Of course. Anything for my brother. Eh. [pacing] I put on a gruff exterior because I don't want the world to hurt me. But deep down, I'm afraid I'll push everyone away and end up alone. [looks up at SpongeBob, whose sad face is shown in a close-up]
Well, thanks very much for sharing that, little brother. Now it's my turn. [inhales deeply] No one is supposed to know this, but--but--
PPlankton
Yes? [holds out pen and notepad] Yes?
My tie, it's-- [holds out his tie, which is revealed to be a clip-on] a clip-on!
PPlankton
[points with pen] I knew it! Wait, what?
I never learned how to tie a tie! Look at it! Look at it! [holds tie in front of Plankton and rubs it onto him] Look your eyes upon my accursed shame! [breathes heavily, wipes sweat] Whew, sure felt good to get that off my chest.
PPlankton
That's it? That's your secret? [grabs eye] Are you kidding me?
Yep, that was it. Wait, are you upset?
PPlankton
You're darn right I am! You were supposed to tell me the secret formula! Nobody cares about your tie!
The secret formula? That's what you wanted to hear? Oh, I can't share that. [pokes head] It's locked in my brain box.
[Zoom into SpongeBob's brain box, where a police guard Mr. Krabs is snoring while lounging in front of a safe. Beeping is heard.]
PPlankton
Well, then, [holds up chainsaw] I'll use this key to unlock it! [laughs evilly, SpongeBob shrieks, Plankton laughs evilly even more, then is taken away by Harold, swinging around while being held]
Oh, boy, I was afraid of this.
[holding the basket] It looks like you two just weren't made to be brothers. [shakes head] Such a shame.
PPlankton
[Harold places white clothing onto him] Hey, what are you doing?
Well, the only thing responsible parents can do--making our child someone else's problem. [places Plankton in the basket, then he and Margaret take off]
[waving] Bye, Plankton. I really liked having you as a brother.
PPlankton
Yeah, well, I hated every minute-- [Harold puts a pacifier in his mouth, which he sucks on, Margaret places Plankton in the basket in front of the Star family house, rings the doorbell, then he and Margaret quickly leave]
BBunny
[answers the front door with Cecil] Why, look, Cecil! It's a baby boy.
CCecil
Fantastic! I've always wanted our son to have a brother. Oh, Patrick!
[opens the top window and jumps out of it, taking Plankton with him] All right! Let's play checkers! [spits out a checkerboard and hits Plankton against the board repeatedly] Checkers! Checkers! Checkers!
PPlankton
Ouch! Ow! [Patrick giggles, injured] Oh, brother.