[laughing]

SpongeBob, I am trying to… sleep.

Wahoo!

[laughing]

Ah ha!

- Hey Gary. - Meow.

Patrick, would you shut…

[humming]]

Welcome back to House Fancy.

I'm Nicholas Withers. Here next to me is Squilliam Fancyson.

[growling]

Camera crew, can we get a shot of Mr. Fancyson's fabulous house? Please!

Hey! That's no better than my house!

- Doo di doo doo doo. - Dad!

- Just puttin' up the house rules. - No dancing. No loud music after 7:30.

- No touching the root beer cellar?! - And the most important one of all…

No boys allowed!

Goodnight, honey.

[snoring]

[grunting]

Huh?

Well that's funny. Thought I heard voices. Huh?

I thought I left that glass of peanut juice on the table.

And didn't I toss that old lamp out yesterday?

And since when I acquire all these portraits of Patrick?!

- Woooo. - Whoaa.

We're ghosts.

- Ooohh. - Booo.

[laughing]

I knew it was you guys!

Now remember. We keep it cheap by going to the park.

And no matter how much I ask ya, you don't give me any of me money.

- Now give me a dollar. - Nope!

Good boy! You'll do fine.

- Who is it? - It's me… my beautiful bell buoy!

Oh hoo hoo just a minute.

[gasping]

Oh my gosh! What happened to my parent's house?!

Ooh ya!

Huh? What?! All the furniture is covered in plastic!

There it is, Grandma's house. What wonders await me today?

Fresh baked cookies, story time, a sweater with love in every stitch.

Oh! What am I waiting for? Grandma! Grandma! Grandma!

- SpongeBob! - Hi, Grandma!

[laughing]

[screaming]

My…

[horn blowing]

foot!

[gasping]

- Mother! - What?

It's old man Jenkins in his Jalopi.

[horn blowing]

Howdy, Mrs. K!

[horn blowing]

[laughing]

Mrs. Tentacles! You're Squidward's mother!

You must know where Squidward's brother is?

Brother? Squidward never had a brother! One of him was enough.

How about a little more, Plankton? Or has this old grannie had enough for one night?

Oh, Grandma, you know I always have more pudding for you.

[grunting]

How many candles you burning out there? Over!

[gasping]

Mom, help me!

Mom, Dad, quick! Let's get outta here!

Ooh. But if we leave now we'll miss the party.

[screaming]

[gasping]

My house!

Oh. What did you numbskulls do with trash?

Built a house.

[grunting]

Oh! You dang kids!

There's a train behind you.

How many times you think I'm falling for that one?

Hey!

Live from Encino, California!

Get ready for a warm embrace from our party host, Patchy the Pirate!

Hey! Get off my lawn! Party? Geez! There ain't no party here! Go away!

- Braah, come on in. - Hush, Polly.

Yee haw!

Hey, Kids! Now, you're probably wondering… hmm, what's Patchy doing in a cave?

Good question, you little…

[mumbling]

Well, it's because today's SpongeBob takes place in prehistoric times.

Back when man struggled for survival and dinosaurs ruled the earth.

[roaring]

[snoring]

[screaming]

Huh?

[laughing]

Meow.

Huh?

[mumbling]

[grunting]

Patar!

Almost there.

[screaming]

[giggling]

- I am moving out! - Moving? Ha!

You can't even do your own laundry!

[grunting]

- Tony Fast Jr.! - Guy from school. Come on in.

- Nice place you got here, Tony Jr. - Thanks. Lived here all my life.

- My mom and dad are out. - Ohhh.

- This place is so shinny. - Yeah, and so are the people.

We'll work as a team.

Let me get this customer warmed up and then you come in for the kill.

The kill.

Yes?

Hello, young lady.

[laughing]

We're selling chocolate. Is your mother home?

- Mom! - What? What? What's all that yelling?!

You just can't wait for me to die, can you?!

- They're selling chocolate! - Chocolate?!

- Yeah! - What?! What are they selling?!

- Chocolate! - What?!

- Chocolates! - I can't hear you!

- They're selling chocolates! - They're selling chocolates?!

Yeah!

Now, you just inital it there and we're all set.

- Hey! There you are! - Gah, not in the face!

What do you… oh… ha ha. You always were a big kidder, ah?

- Mailman guy. - Actually, I'm not a kidder.

- I'm much more of an introvert. - I love introverts!

Why, I'm an introvert!

[cheering]