[meowing]

Not now, Gary.

[meowing]

I'm not in the mood, Gary.

[meowing]

Just leave me and my untied shoes alone, Gary.

[roaring]

Okay, Gary, you have my attention.

You can't enter Gary because Gary's a mutt.

Boy, you got that right, Gary's no--

Hey!

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

No, no, no!

All right, Gary, let's start with some sprints.

On your mark, set, go!

Go, Gary, go! Come on, go, Gary! It's all yours, Gary!

Gary?

Come on, Gary, the big race is tomorrow.

All right, Gary, no more fooling around, time to get serious.

Come on, Gary, move it!

Up, up, up, up, up, up! Down, down, down, down, down!

Faster! Faster! Faster! Go, go, go!

Let's go, let's go, let's go, faster!

Let's go, let's go, speed it up, speed it up, speed it up!

Move it ,Gary! Move it, move it, move it!

Stroke, stroke, stroke, come on, Gary!

Gary! Well, I'll be--

You can tie shoes!

Good day, sir, I'm just here to sample some of your delicious Krabby fare.

Woah there, Fido.

[screaming]

I'm going, I'm going already!

No matter where I go, Gary follows.

[giggling]

[meowing]

[giggling]

See?

Now why don't you just get in the tub?

Get in the tub!

Get in the tub!

Get in the tub, in the tub!

In the tub!

[meowing]

He has such a way with words.

It's time to clean up your act, Gary.

[meowing]

Oh, no!

[meowing]

Gary!

Bring that ladder back this instant!

Gary?

[burping]

Oh, Gary, I knew you'd never leave me.

Let's go for a walk, pal.

Gary?

I thought what we had was special!

Gary?

[purring]

Oh.

Looks like you and I are in-laws, ay Squidward?

Do not go near that mud puddle.

Gary, the snail, do you hear me?

I am giving you three seconds to get away from that mud puddle.

One... two...

Two and a half... don't make me say three.

Gary!

Gary! Gary! Gary!

Huh?

They stopped?

Gary, don't stop shaking it!

[meowing]

[meowing]

[meowing]

Will you clam up!

[meowing]

I'm sorry, he usually only bites me.

[meowing]

[meowing]

[meowing]

[meowing]

[angry meowing]

[meowing]

[meowing]

[music playing]

[meowing]

Gary? Gary!

What the--??

[music playing]

Buffy, Buffy, wait!

Well, Gary, what do you have to say for yourself?

This must be Gary's dream.

I'm going to get a closer look.

Wow, look at all these books.

I wonder where Gary is... Gary? Huh?

Excuse me, sir, have you seen--?

- SpongeBob? - Gary?

How dare you invade the sanctity of my dreams?

Gary, you can talk!

In dreams one is not tethered by earthly limitations.

-What does that mean? -Come.

For ages, dreams have been thought of as windows to another realm.

Let me not mar that perfect dream by an Auroral stain,

but so adjust my daily night, that it may come again.

-Emily Dickinson wrote that. -Who?

Here's one you might know.

There once was a man from Peru,

who dreamed he was eating his shoe.

he woke with a fright in the middle of the night

to find that his dream had come true.

Gee, Gary, you sure are smart.

Did you think my shell was full of hot air?

Well thanks for the info, Gary, I'm going back to my own dream now.

Beware of your wandering eye, you little peripherin.

[music playing]