you'll need to batter some doors down.

Now get to battering!

You call that battering?

Batter harder!

[screaming]

Wait, no!

Stop!

How was that, Master?

[groaning]

In order for my plan to succeed,

you will need to be expert marksmen.

Line up and form up.

[squealing]

Hold on, hold on.

Let me just put up these targets before you fire.

Master say fire!

[squealing]

Uh-oh.

How was our aim, Master?

[groaning] Impeccable.

When we finally enter the Krusty Krab,

you will face an enemy more evil

than any of you can imagine.

[screaming]

To get past Krabs and his vile cronies,

and make it to the secret formula,

you will need to be experts in the daily art of karate.

[grunting]

[grunting]

Now show Master what you've got.

A plus...

[groaning] You're ready.

[humming]

Hello, Eugene.

Plankton. Get out of here before I flush you.

The only thing getting flushed around here

are your hopes of the Krabby Patty formula

not being stolen by me!

Huh, you and what army?

Me and my chum army!

Plankton! What insanity is this?

The insanity of genius!

What's the chum doing?!

Anything I want it to!

[laughing]

[laughing]

Oh, Krabs.

You look a little hungry.

Give him a taste, boys!

Ha! Ha! Ha!

[shrieking]

Ha!

[SpongeBob humming] SpongeBob!

SpongeBob!

Woo!

Ah!

You'll never get me formula!

Today, your formula, tomorrow, the world!

You can't hide forever, Krabs.

Come meet your stinky fate!

[laughing]

Alright, Krabs,

your aging acrobatics are no match for my chum monster.

He-he! So long, sucker!

Ya!

Oh, shrimp!

Attack, my putrescent platoon!

Smithers, I-- whoa!

Whoa!

[growling]

[humming]

This is your last chance, Eugene.

Give up the formula or else!

Or else what?

Whoa!

Or else this!

Alright, alright. I'll give you what you want.

Just please don't hurt me.

SpongeBob, help!

SpongeBob!

Stop him!

[humming]

Ooh, a penny!

Not again!

[groaning]

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

My little hero!

Ooh. [chuckling]

Well, thanks for trying anyway.

So, you guys wanna hang out?

You know, maybe worship me a little more?

No, we think chum happier in the sewer.

Too crazy up here.

But you'll keep worshipping me, right?

We check our schedule and get back to you.

[flushing]