Where's Spot?

[crying]

What the?

Puppies.

You did it, boy! Oh, I'm so glad you're okay!

Wait. Is that my good dinner jacket?

Oh, who cares about a dinner jacket?

Aw, look at the little puppies!

Yeesh. Calm down, Karen.

You don't want to blow out your motherboard.

Oh, I'm gonna name you Steven and Karen and Clayton

and Vincent and- cute overload.

[babbling]

[babbling]

[groaning]

This is my life from now on, huh?

[laughing]

Just call me SpongeBob WormPants,

cause that's all I am, just an apartment for worms.

[laughing]

There you go.

Come again, sir.

SpongeBob, what's going on in here? Huh?

[barking]

[barking]

Hey there, little guy.

[barking]

Looks like we have a winner.

Oh, so cute.

What you gonna call him? He looks like a Spot to me.

[growling]

That name provokes a violent reaction. Spot, it is.

[barking]

Sorry about this, barnacles, but it's spring cleaning time.

I forgive you.

I take it back!

[screaming]

[laughing]

Hold this. Eeh. [gasping]

You're not small like me, shorty.

I am a towering half a millimeter taller than you.

[laughing] I win!

[laughing]

Hooray!

- I'll get that. - Don't touch that!

Oops.

Hey, it's my little urchin friend.

Aw, hey, little guy, don't cry.

Your old pal, WheeBob will get you out of there.

[grunting]

[grunting]

Little urchin, you are free to go.

[screaming]

Cousin Blackjack?

In the living flesh!

[grunting]

[laughing]

[laughing] That tickles!

Just like the old days, eh, cousin?

Yeah, BlackJack, you haven't changed a bit.

[grunting]

[grunting]

[snoring]

Yeah, Squidward, extra mayo. I heard ya.

[growling]

[crying]

[growling] Great. Here we go with the crying.

Will you please hush that thing up?

Oh. [unintelligible]

[crying]

[growling] Hmm?

[cooing]

There you go. All better.

Wow, how did you do that so fast?

Simple, I just typed 4-4-4-5 in his cute little keyboard.

I don't get it.

Shh!

[groaning]

Wait, I think I might have a problem.

[crying]

Yep, that's it, all right. Hold on just one second.

Here he is, good as new.

How did you know?

Well, how do you think?

And I've been doing it all by myself for almost a year.

Wow, I'm sure glad you're here.

10-30, 10-30, 10-38.

[sucking]

[snoring]

[worms sucking]

[meowing]

horn blowing]

[worms sucking]

Hooray, Gary, we're finally huge.

[worms sucking]

[slurping]

[belching]

Oh.... nematodes.

And now the couple will exchange their vows.

Eugene, you have everything I ever wanted in a man.

An exoskeleton, freakishly long eye stalks

and the secret Krabby Patty formula.

[audience] Awe.

Casheta, you came into my life,

when I thought I'd live the rest of it alone.

You showed me once and for all

that while money can't buy you love, it can give you love.

Awe.

You may now kiss the bride.

[cheering]

[humming]

There we go.

Uh-huh. Perfect temperature.

Time to eat, my little snaily poos.

Love ya, little cuties.

So... I-I guess I'll be going then.

Oh. [chuckles]

Oh.

[groaning]

Tell me more about my fishy friend.

Oh, wait, I'll put you on speakerphone.

Ah, the lobster. The cockroach of the sea

Skittering across the ocean floor.

The lobster sheds its skin once a week.

[grunting]

And then eats it.

Now that's what I call recycling, huh, Frenchy?

Ah, notice the scavenger crab eating garbage

unaware he is being stalked by his natural predator,

the puffer fish.

Oh, no, you don't.

Ow!

I knew I was gonna have to separate you two.

You're welcome, Mr. Krabs.

[laughing]

Ouch!

Youch!

Ah, observe how the hungry sea star ejects

his own stomach from his body in order to eat his meal,

where the primitive sea sponge filters nutrients and oxygen

from bacteria particles.

[screaming]

[laughing]

[laughing] Yeah!

[laughing]

- Wow. - Amazing.

Jellyfishing, yeah!

Dudes, now we get it. These spots are way extreme.

And itchy.

[babbling]

[screaming]

[screaming]

[groaning]

[grunting]

Ya don't see that every day.

I declare war on bunnies.

Huh?

[meowing] Now, I'm hearing things.

If only I could see you one more time

so I could tell you how much I love you.

If only I could hear you meow one last time.

Meow.

Yeah, like that.

[purring]

Gary, you're purring is making it hard to forget you. Gary!

Oh, Gary!

So, did you hear any of that, or do I have to repeat myself?

- [meowing] - Okay, good.

I promise, Gary,

things are gonna be different between you and I.

You'll see, pal.

Now let's go home and get you something to eat.

You must be starving.

[Gary sighing]