[Plankton sees SpongeBob setting up a picnic]
Hey, SpongeBob, want to hear a sad story? [jumps onto lunchbox]
Once upon a time, there was a yellow doofus who loved to drink milk with his lunch. But unfortunately for said doofus, his milk was tragically spilt. The end. [knocks the milk over]
[starts to cry] Sad story! And so timely! [cries uncontrollably, Plankton catches his tears in a bag]
Well, I guess Plankton's right. Good thing I always bring backup milk! [opens his face like a fridge and pulls out another carton of milk]
Mr. Krabs, what is this thing?
Why, it's my old soap press!
That's right! All the soap Pearl and I use comes from this machine. And the best part is, it runs on 100% pure leftover Krabby Patties!
[tosses a Krabby Patty into the machine] Their precious essences are harvested, and after a brief cooling process, tumble out this conveyor belt as fresh, wonderful bars of soap! [the new soap falls off the conveyor belt into a basket] Fresh and invigorating! Plus, it's absolutely free.
[picks up one of the soap bars and sniffs it] Ohhhh, that explains why it smells so familiar! I don't know about this, Mr. Krabs. If Pearl finds out that you...
[lividly] I've been using soap made out of Krabby Patties?!
Well, if you want to split hairs, I suppose-
[furiously] DADDY! [throws soap at her father]
[runs away in fear] Got to go, you kids have fun!
[running outside of his Grandma's house] Hang on, Gary! [when SpongeBob arrives at his house and opens the door, water comes out, and SpongeBob swims inside, then the water drains out] Gary! [hears Gary meow] What's the matter, buddy? [runs up the stairs, the sees Gary meowing at the book called "Snail Tales" while Patrick is laying on' SpongeBob's bed] Ahh... reading Patrick a bedtime story, I see. "Snail Tales," that's a good one.
[sits up on the bed] "Snail Tales"? I thought it was called, "Meow, meow, meow".
[taking down notes] Normal. [he then goes in the robot warehouse. He is counting the robots] 2,692... [he is wearing a hat. He types the something down on a gadget. The gadget takes out some paper with the words on it] 2,693... [types something again and the gadget takes out more paper] 2,694... [types something again but he types to much causing the gadget to take out lots of paper. He starts laughing. Suddenly, the gadget goes on fire and so does the paper then it disintegrates. SpongeBob leaves. Scene cuts to him wearing a dress while dusting Sandy's artifacts] Sandy said this collection of rare fragile artifacts needs to be gently cleaned twice daily. There we go. Not a speck of dust anywhere. Wait a minute. [turns a skull head around and spots a dot on it] Aha! [takes a feather off the duster and dusts the dot off] There... we go. [scene cuts to SpongeBob checking the worm incubator] Worm incubator. Well, looks like everything's fine here. [there is a squishing sound] What the...? [a worm starts to hatch] Ohhh! Sandy said these wouldn't hatch for... [checks the list] ...weeks! What is going on?! [Patrick's head pops up] Oh! Patrick? [Patrick pops out of the hole wearing his helmet]
SpongeBob! There you are!
Oh, what a relief. I thought you were a horrible mutant worm who was about to soak me with digestive juices and slowly consume me over a period of weeks.
Nah, no thanks. I had a late breakfast.
Why are you wearing that funny thing on your head?
Well, because we can't breathe in Sandy's treedome, remember? It's filled with air.
Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me. I almost for... [dries up and starts gasping for water] P-P-P-Patrick! Help me! I-I can't b-b-b-breathe! [Patrick puts a water helmet on SpongeBob's head]
There you go. [SpongeBob inhales and exhales]
Thanks, Patrick. You're a lifesaver. Now that I haven't suffocated, it's high time I got back to this list of house-sitting duties. So without further ado, Patrick, [opens the door] I'd like you to please immediately exit the treedome.
E-Exit the... Exit the treedome?!
That's right. Exit the tree...
Oh, SpongeBob, that's a great idea! Where should we go—Jellyfish Fields, Goo Lagoon, Barg'N-Mart, Lucky Larry's?
Well, Lucky Larry's sounds fun.
Hold it! I promised Sandy I'd take extra-special care of her treedome while she's at the Inventor's Convention today. And that is exactly what I intend to do. Patrick, this is a major responsibility.
Well, in that case, I'd better stay and help you.
Pretty please with a scoop of vanilla ice cream?
Pretty please with a scoop of strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate ice cream, smothered in gooberberry sauce and topped with half a can of whipped topping?
Patrick, what do you take me for?
But you have to promise not to touch anything.
[raises his left hand] I, Patrick Star, hereby promise not to touch anything.
What better way to spend an afternoon than trolling the sea vent for spare change. [Then something tugs on Mr. Krabs' magnet] Whooh! [Mr. Krabs pulls and a giant pile of sand hangs from his magnet] There's got to be a small fortune than discarded paperclips in there! [The sand falls, only to reveal a second magnet. He then gets upset] I knew this place looked familiar. [Startles in surprise] What's this? Goodness, that must be Sandy's treedome dwelling, and inside looks to be the largest soybean I have ever laid me eyestalks on. Now this bears getting a closer look. [He rings the door bell on Sandy's treedome and Sandy opens it in her air suit] Good afternoon, Miss Sandy.
And good afternoon to you Mr. Krabs. What brings you out to this fine neck of the woods?
Well uh, I just happen to be in the neighborhood and was wondering if you could see you in clear and grace me with a comprehensive tour of your home sweet treedome. [chuckles] I hear the giant soybean is lovely this time of the year.
Sure, lets get you fitted with a helmet.
Don't bother yourself. As long as I keep me ole lungs moist, I can breath your fancy air all day long.
Come on in then. [they go inside the treedome]
[SpongeBob is mopping the Krusty Krab floor when Squidward arrives]
Oh, SpongeBob, I got a present for you.
[gives a big smile with twinkling eyes] A present? For me?
Now, now. Calm down. I've should've given this to you a long time ago. [knocks SpongeBob down and gives him the piece of paper]
Wow, Squidward! My very own restraining order. Uh...what is that? [looks at the restraining order stating that he is not allowed to be within 15 feet of Squidward]
Perhaps my lawyers should explain. [points over to his lawyers Harry, Combover, and Bald]
[gets fed up with Patrick begging] No! No! No! No! [growls, Patrick continues to follow him] Go away, Patrick! Go away, Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! Patrick! [washes hands and Patrick appears in the mirror] Patrick! [Patrick touches his Krusty Krab employee hat] Patrick! [pushes a button on the cash register and Patrick appears] Patrick! [starts walking with Patrick closely following him behind] Patrick! [using the restroom with Patrick beside him] Patrick! [starts sweating and shivering with Mr. Krabs now beside him]
Mr. Squidward? [Squidward screams] Time for your break. [walks off]
Ah... don't mind if I do. [sits down] Ah...no better way to spend a break than with a little cool jazz. [takes out the box that holds his clarinet and tries to play it but it isn't there] Huh?
[comes out of the restroom] Hi Squidward!
I just finished cleaning the restroom!
[sarcastically] Ooh... that's great...
I mopped the floors! I shined the mirrors! I scrubbed the sinks.
[sarcastically] Wonderful.
Oh yeah! [takes out Squidward's clarinet that is soaking wet] But we are going to need a new toilet plunger. This one's broken.
Patrick! [takes back the clarinet and growls at Patrick which Mr. Krabs appears to see what is happening]
Nice work, Patrick! Break time's over, Mr. Squidward.
[calling on loudspeaker] Krabby Patties, brand new Krabby Patty recipe, all new, all different, all delicious, try them for free!
NNazz
You can't be serious.
[sighs] I'm so hungry, I don't care, I gotta eat something.
[touches her shoulder] Let him go, it's too late.
All new free Krabby Patties!
Hey, buddy, I'll try one. What have I got to lose? [everyone gasps as Frank eats half of the Krabby Patty] Dear Neptune Gill Sacks, this is the best thing I every put in my mouth! Yay! [Frank's shirt turns pink, then goes back to normal]
NNazz
Did he just say it was good?
[finishes the other half of the Krabby Patty] Woohoo! [Frank dances]
Wow, Frank never dances, it must be good!
[everyone eats the Krabby Patties, Henry-Bart's eyes turn into a thumbs up, money comes out of his skin]
HBHenry-Bart
I'm getting something this amazing for free! How much will this buy? [Henry-Bart throws money on SpongeBob]
Yum yum! Yum yum yum yum! Yum yuuuum! [goes like a rocket; to SpongeBob] Hey you, patty boy, take my wallet, I gotta have more! [Frank goes in the stand and takes two Krabby Patties]
NNNat and Nazz
[their heads turn into arms and give a high-five] Now that's what I'm talking about! [their heads turn back to normal, they get a briefcase from their pockets]
Here's our life savings! Just give us more Krabby Patties! [Nat and Nazz dump the money on SpongeBob]
[cut to Plankton talking on a cellphone]
Don't worry, Karen, I'll be home before lunch time. My mission here is accomplished. [laughs, and then a dollar bill lands on Plankton] Ooh. What the... huh?! [gasps]
[to the customers] No, wait! What's going on? You hate Krabby Patties, remember?
DTDump truck driver
Wowee, this thing is right tasty.
[a dump truck prepares to dump money] Uh-oh. [the money lands on Plankton]
[a helicopter dumps a bag full of money on SpongeBob. Mr. Krabs is just walking and then a dollar lands on his nose. His eyes pop out and he screams so loudly, Plankton comes out of the money]
[while running towards the mountain of money] Money, money, money, money, money, money! [Mr. Krabs jumps on the money and laughs]
We did it, Mr. Krabs! We saved the Krusty Krab! All I did was sell the same old Krabby Patties, and call them new!
Do you mind? I'm trying to make a money angel here.
Ooh, money angels! Can I make one?
Sure thing, SpongeBob. Hop in!
[Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob laugh as they make money angels; they hear a high-pitched shrill coming from Plankton screaming because Mr. Krabs is sitting on him, and stop]
Hm. Good point. [Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob continue laughing as the episode ends]
[Patrick is dreaming he is in a large office room, silently fidgeting with objects on his desk. The phone beeps.]
TGTelephone Girl
Mr. Star, I have a SpongeBob SquarePants on line 3!
Put him through. [answers the phone]
[through phone] Patrick! [cut back to reality. Patrick wakes up] Patrick! Patrick Star!
Oh, hey, buddy! You really need to clean up around here.
