It starts with the marriage of King Amoeba and Queen Mildew.

Then, through a few inbred generations, ends at you, Sir Patrick,

which makes you a descendant of royalty.

You are a king.

I've discovered this coffee stain, which upon removal,

reveals that Sir Gary is the true heir to the king's crown.

Well, would you look at that. Gary, you're royalty!

Meow.

Ah, hi there. Well, I better be going now.

[grunting]

Yes, that's my arm.

Patar!

SpongeGar!

[grunting]

[mumbling]

[mumbling]

Ow!

[mumbling]

[mumbling]

[mumbling]

He's a' coming! Dead Eye's a' coming!

Dead Eye?!

Dead Eye?!

Who's Dead Eye?

I'll tell you who Dead Eye is!

But I shall do it... through song.

Maestro, if you please.

♪ Oh, Bikini Gulch was a purdy place ♪

♪ With sweet water and blue sky ♪

♪ 'Til one day a beast 'come a-riding ♪

♪ From the east By the name of Ol' Dead Eye ♪

♪ That dirty, no-good Dead Eye ♪

The mollusks are coming!

Not the mollusks!

Mollusks? What mollusks?

There aren't any mollusks coming, are there, Patrick?

No.

I was only pretending to be my famous, Great-Great-Great Uncle, Patrick Revere!

He rode through the streets warning Bikini Bottom

of the coming hordes of ravenous, man-eating mollusks!

The mollusks are coming! The mollusks are coming!

It's too bad nobody listened to him.

What beeth the deal with ye olde nutcase?

[screaming]

Wow, Patrick. I didn't know you had a famous relative.

Well the best part about it is,

I don't have to accomplish anything in life

because my Uncle already did it for me.

Really takes the old pressure off.

Excuse me, does this lovely couple belong to you?

They've been standing outside my house saying "Where's Patrick?" all day!

It's driving me nuts!

Mom! Dad!

Wow, son! You actually recognized us this time.

And you remembered to get dressed today!

[laughing]

Oh, that's right, honey. We don't have a son.

Oh yeah!

[laughing]

Sam!

[growling]

Brubber!

Sis!

[grunting]

It's so good to see you.

You. Sister Sam. Have much catch up to do.

Wow, you pack a wallop, sis.

Sam, this is my best friend, SpongeBob.

Yeah, Patrick and I go back a long way.

- Ha-ha. Long way, heh heh, go back. - Long way.

Yellow square touch brubber!

Make sister Sam mad!

I cleaned my rock just for you.

Ah! Oh!

Hey, please, we've got to do something!

Jellyfishing!

Somebody say, "Jellyfishing"?

Hi, PatTron.

J-just listen to me! I'm not supposed to be here!

I've gotta get home to my own time period! I gotta go!