- She will never reach you.

She must first pass through

(screaming)

the four floors of fear.

- SpongeBob?

- Ha.

Ha ha ha.

You cannot pass unless you defeat me,

the Tickler, and my iron finger style.

Ha ha.

(swishing)

Ha ha, look.

- Huh?

(Sandy giggling)

- Prepare for the tickling of your life.

- Taste these.

- Oh, no.

Jelly-filled donuts?

How did you know they were my weakness?

- No one can resist jelly-filled.

Hiya, hiya.

Hiya, hiya hiya.

Sticky around, I'll be back with the glazed.

- I could use a wet nap.

- All right, who's next?

- Halt.

No one advances past me, Lip Service,

and my power-flexi-dynamo lip thruster style.

- Hiya.

- Dance, squirrel, dance.

(lips sucking helmet)

(Lip Service laughing)

- Advanced hairdryer style.

(Lip Service laughing)

- What do you expect to do with that?

(hairdryer whirs)

(lips crackle)

Oh no, not chapped lips.

(crunching)

- That's enough lip out of you.

(exciting music)

(Sandy gasps)

- No one has ever made it to the lair of Filthy Phil.

No one passes except me.

Now, feel the sting of my horrible body odor.

(Filthy Phil groaning)

(tapping)

- Ha ha, Phil,

your foul stench can't permeate my fresh air dome.

- Fresh air dome?

(Phil sniffing)

Man, I really do stink.

(exciting music)

(Sandy screaming)

- You are one impressive squirrel.

You even made a costume change.

- Release SpongeBob.

- Never.

(cage clanking on floor)

(Sandy groaning)

He is forbidden to leave until he signs this contract.

- What are you talking about?

- Real estate.

- You mean this whole thing was a scam

to get us to buy real estate?

- Yes, if there was a real Karate Island

I'd be a millionaire.

- You mean I'm not King of Karate?

- No.

But you could be King of Condos.

Here, let me explain.

It's really quite simple.

See, if you invest in a timeshare here on Condo Island,

you can see your equity increase ten fold.

Perhaps you and your yellow friend

would like to set up a timeshare plan?

- Don't do it, Sandy!

(Sandy chanting)

(Sandy yelling)

- I won't give in to your timeshare vacation scam!

- Then get into my fists.

(man groaning)

(Sandy groaning)

- Hiya!

(growling)

(exciting music)

(woosh)

(exciting music)

(feet slapping)

(characters groaning)

(hands slapping)

(character groaning)

(wood breaking)

(character screaming)

- You're in the soup now, Oudon.

(bubbling)

- Sandy, I'm sorry I acted like a jerk back there.

Thanks for saving me from buying a condo.

- Oh shucks, SpongeBob,

that's what friends are for.

- I still have one question though.

Does this mean I'm not King of Karate anymore?

- You are in my book, SpongeBob.

You are in my book.

Now, let me tell you about real estate.

It's all about location.

- I'm here!

The King of Clarinets has arrived.

(dramatic music)