[sniffing]

I don't smell his pulse.

[gasps] What's that?

[groaning]

Is somebody there?

[whimpering]

Don't look at me!

- Mr. Krabs? - Leave me be!

You're alive!

And... naked.

[crying] It's true.

I've molted.

What's "molted"?

It's when a crab gets too fat.

Uh, oh, well, outgrows his shell.

- It falls off. - Wow.

[teeth chattering]

Ah, ah!

On, another bad dream.

[screaming]

Mr. Krabs?

Meow.

Oh. Sorry, Gary, I'm not used to your new shell.

[door creaks]

Meow!

[cowering]

SpongeBob, my boy, I need to borrow a blanket.

There you go, Mr. Krabs.

Thanks, boyo.

Now I'm all toasty.

[sighs]

I guess all's shell that ends shell.

Huh, Gary?

[laughs] That's a good one.

Gary?

Gary?

Gary?

[blowing a raspberry]

[ka-ching]

Oh, no, you don't!

[growls]

Mallet, please!

All right, man, let's see if we can, like,

work out some of this tension.

Why, you...! Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

[panting]

Hyah!

How's the cold-blooded test going?

Great! He's in the freezer right now.

SpongeBob, you moron! Cold-blooded means

your body is the same temperature

as the water around it, not that you're actually cold!

Ah!

[teeth chattering]

Squidward...

Why?

Oh, Mr. Krabs, I'm so sorry!

We had to give you your physical without you knowing,

or the Krusty Krab would've been shut down,

and I'd have to get a real job!

All right! Final test!

Shell durability!

Yah!

No! No, no, no, no, no! No!

[groaning]

Now you see why I don't like checkups?!

[crying]

Don't worry, Mr. Krabs.

Yes, you failed every test today,

but Squidward and I will whip you into shape,

even if it takes the rest of the weekend!

[crying]

Hey, Plankton. What are Simmy and Tally up to?

Oh, just setting up the rest of the activities.

The cotton candy machine,

hot roasted peanuts,

games of chance,

bottles you can knock over to win a prize,

the world's most exciting roller coaster,

a deep fryer for delicacies...

Delicacies?

And of course, the dunking booth!

Uh... Have you seen the calliope?

[cheerful music starts playing]

- Aww! - Now look here, Plankton.

Me loyal employees would never be taken in

by such a shallow display--

One side, chubby!

[screaming]

[yelps]

Yum.

[grunting]

Is this backwards?

Oh! No, that's not it either.

You were saying, Krabs?

Mr. Krabs is right, Plankton.

We're having lots of fun. Come on, Mr. Krabs.

SpongeBob, would you mind helping me with my zipper?

Hey! Join us, boy!

Ho-ho-ho! I can't believe I'm allowed to lift these...

really heavy...

pieces of metal for free!

[strained laugh]

[grunting]

Free...!

[grunting]

Oh! No!

[air whistling]

[screaming]

[panting]

[grinding]

[panicking]

Ah! I was saving these for lunch,

but now is as good a time as ever to start a diet.

Hmm... Yah, yah!

[screaming]

[grunts]

Clap of thunder!

Uh? Oh...

Is that all you got?

Hmm? Oh, no.

Oh, why did I ask that question?

You can go to the reunion and pretend to be me.

I get to be a navy buddy?

'Course, you'll need some time to approximate me personality.

Oh, that'll be a snap.

Squidward and I have been doing it behind your back for years.

Alright, show me what you got.

[clears throat] Look at me, I'm Mr. Krabs.

I love money.

[chuckles] Say, that ain't half-bad.

I once won a marathon because someone dropped

a penny at the finish line.

That's me! [laughs]

Every night, I tuck me wallet in and tell it a bedtime story.

Goodnight, wallety.

Yeah, okay, I get the point.

Oh, what's that you say?

Me daughter Pearl needs an operation?

I'll do it meself and save a nickel.

[imitating Mr. Krabs' laugh]

[laughing]

That'll do, SpongeBob.

Whoo-hoo! We did it, boys!

The Krusty Krab lives to see another day!

Three cheers for a successful ruse!

Let's just make it one.

Hip hip, hooray!

So, you said there would be some money in this for me?

[squealing]

[laughing]

You'll never get me money!

[laughing]