Eh, SpongeBob? [SpongeBob whistling]

Did you clean out the--

Sweet Dutchman's ghost!

When's the last time you took a bath, boy-o?

You're riddled with vermin.

I-I d-d-don't know what you mean, sir.

[groaning]

If customers find out you're touching patties

with your wormy hands,

the health department will shut us down for sure.

I understand, sir.

Mr. Krabs, will you excuse me for a second?

Prickles, you heard my boss.

I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to ask you

and your friends to leave, please.

[dinging]

"Squatters rights?"

What the heck is squatters rights?

Ooh, they're "lawyering" up, boy-o.

They're makin' a legal claim to keep living in your body.

It's okay, Mr. Krabs, they're not hurting me.

Son, you gotta understand.

I can't have you work here

in your present filthy "condisherin'."

Oh! That's the last straw! Mr. Squid--

On it, sir. Hasta la vista, worm boy.

And don't come back until you're dewormed!

What am I gonna do?

[grunting]

[sighing]

[laughing]

Whoa! Oh! Oh! Oh!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! [laughing]

That was unbelievable!

Wait a minute, what is this? Chum?

No, of course not. It's- It's a gift.

A gift? For who?

For you, for everyone.

Sure looks like chum.

Ready, and...plié.

[music playing]

Relevé. And now grand jeté.

Ow!

Oh, where am I? See if I can find the light.

[gasping]

[screaming]

Wait a minute.

[squeaking]

- Oh! - This gives me an idea.

- Ready, SpongeBob? - Ready!

A one and a two, and... Plié, jeté, relevé-

No, no, no. This will never work.

You've got two left feet.

How'd you know?

Give me those. [snapping]

[grunting]

That's better. Okay, let's go.

SpongeBob, what are you doing?

Why are you moving your arms like that?

[laughing] I guess they're happy.

[groaning] Hand 'em over.

And the other one, come on.

[snapping]

[grunting]

Ah, now that's more like it.

Gee, Squidward, with your arms and legs doing all the work,

I'm not really doing anything. I think I should help.

Are you questioning my leadership?

- Well, I just... - Okay, hand it over.

[ripping]

- You know what, Squidward? - What?

I think I'm suffering for my art now.

[sneezing]

SpongeBob, what's holding up those patties?

Right away, sir.

SpongeBob, what's wrong with you?

You're paler than a baby sea horse.

[meowing]

The suds?

Here's that patty you wanted, Mr. Krabs, sir.

[sneezing]

Alright, SpongeBob, you're too sick to work.

No, Mr. Krabs, I'm okay, honest.

No, now go home and get some rest.

Nothing personal, lad.

Just can't have ya sneezing all over my food!

[customers screaming] My leg!

No, wait! Wait!

[whistling]

My pores are whistling in the wind.

[whistling]

[laughing]

[whistling]

[laughing]

[whistling]

[laughing]

[whistling]

[whistling]

[buzzing]

[whistling, buzzing]

[whistling, humming]

[laughing, buzzing] That tickles.

[whistling, buzzing]

Awe, the little critter likes my whistling pores.

[laughing]

[buzzing, laughing] That tickles.

[laughing]

[screaming]

There's no such thing as ghosts. No such thing.

No such thing as ghosts? No such thing as ghosts?!

You don't believe in ghosts?!

[breathing heavily]

SpongeBob?

[laughing]

SpongeBob SquarePants, returning for duty, sir.

[music playing]

[gasping]

Is that what you consider clean and disease-free, Krabby?

I say we ramshack this greasy disease shack!

Who's with me?

[screaming] Come on!

It wasn't me! It was Squidward! He gave you all the Ick!

No! No I didn't! It was SpongeBob!

He's infected the entire Krusty Krab!

[screaming]

Let us apprehend that careless contaminator!

[screaming]

[crying]

[sniffing]

[coughing, stomach growling]

[meowing]

[banging]

[crying]

Stop! You're pushing out more of the Ick!

[screaming]

No!