[popping sound] Huh?

The Pods.

- The whats?

[popping suckers]

[all popping suckers]

- It's our rivals...

Sharks: The Pods.

all: Pods.

all: Sharks.

Pods: Pods. Sharks: Sharks.

Pods: Pods. Sharks: Sharks.

- [whimpering] - Pods!

- Sharks!

[siren wailing]

- The cops! Phew!

- Hold it there, laddies.

Break this nonsense up right now.

- Now, you Pods clear out of here.

- Hey, we'll see you at the showdown, Sharks.

[all popping suckers]

Unless you're a bunch of jellies.

[laughs]

- We're gonna be there, and we're no jellies!

- Not so fast there, boy-o.

There won't be a showdown.

You lads know that's our turf.

- Stay off our beat. This is your final warnin'.

- Cops, always breathing down our gills.

- Well, I'm glad that's all cleared up.

- You're right, Sponge.

We got a showdown to get ready for.

- Oh, uh, didn't you hear?

The nice officer said there won't be a showdown.

- Forget the cops.

It's the Pods we need to take down,

and we can do that, because we got you on our side.

- Uh, me? You know I'm not really the showdown type.

- I thought you was one of us.

- Yeah, a Shark.

- I was caught up in the moment. I just love making new friends.

- Do not shrimp out on us, Sponge-o.

The showdown is at the playground, tonight,

so we're gonna see you there, right?

- Um--[gulps] Oh, okay.

See you guys there. Bye.

- Don't disappoint us, Sponge.

[tires screeching]

- Showdown? I can't fight in a showdown.

I'll have to go into the Witness Protection Program.

I'll have to quit working at the Krusty Krab.

I'll never flip a succulent Krabby Patty ever again.

Oh, what have I done?

Hmm? What's this?

"Ayo, Sponge-o. We were in your neck of the woods

"and decided to pick up your beloved pet, Gary.

"If you want to see him, you better high-tail

"your porous caboose over to the showdown.

Sincerely, Sharkface and the other Sharks."

Gary! No-o-o!

I have to save Gary. I have to go to the showdown!

I have to get ready to fight.

[rock and roll music]

♪

Hiyah!

I'm ready.

[tires screeching]

[all popping suckers]

[all growl]

[all snapping fingers]

- I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.

I'm ready. I'm ready!

Back up, Pods. Don't make me hurt you.

all: Huh?

- SpongeBob, what are you doing here?

- Squidward? Oh, no.

I accidentally joined this bad boy gang

and I'm supposed to fight in this showdown

'cause I gotta save Gary,

and I don't want go into the Witness Protection Program,

but I can't fight you, 'cause you're my friend.

- What are you talking about, jellyfish for brains?

We are a troupe.

- A troupe? What do you mean?

- A dance troupe, you numbskull.

This is a dance showdown. No one is going to fight.

- But what about those girls that screamed and fainted?

- Oh, that? That's just our fans.

They scream and faint all the time.

- We love you! [all cheering]

- What about the fruit vendor?

He just gave you his fruit and ran away.

- That guy's a health nut.

He's always worried that we don't eat enough fruits.

- It keeps you regular.

- But what about the club?

The bouncer said you destroyed the place.

- That was a total accident.

That's how we lost... Jonnie.

Jonnie thought he could do a quadruple pirouette.

He lost control, he fell down.

He scratched up the floor pretty bad.

- [groans]

- He won't be able to dance for days.

Maybe even a week!

both: Jonnie, no!

- Oh, brother.

- But you Sharks kidnapped Gary.

- We would never do such a thing.

- Yeah, we were just giving him a ride.

Gary's our DJ.

- Meow.

- Yay! I'm not a criminal by association.

- Will you stop yakking, already?

- You're right, Squidward. Gary, lay down some tunes.

- Meow.

[record scratching]

[all snapping fingers]

[cool jazz music playing]

♪

[quirky electronic music playing]

♪

[siren wailing]

- Oh, no! It's the coppers!

- We told you to stay off our turf, lads.

- I'm so sorry, Officer. We were just dancing.

- You call that dancing?

Move aside, boy-os. This here is our beat.

[drumming]

[moody island music playing]

- ♪ Hula, hula

♪

[tires screeching]

- Oh, no, it's Internal Affairs!

- We're shutting you dirty dancing cops down.

- It's time to pop it... and lock it.

[record scratching]

[hip-hop music playing]

- ♪ Ah, hey!

- ♪ Party's in the house party's in the house ♪

- ♪ Give it up - ♪ Hey!

It's all over--nobody can beat Internal Affairs.

- Ooh! Leave it to the Sponge.

Ay, yo.

[rock and roll music]

- ♪ Yeah, Kung Fu Rock Kung Fu Rock ♪

♪ Kick off your socks, get a clap on the chops ♪

♪ Swing one, swing two, smack down, pop! ♪

♪ That's how you do the Kung Fu Rock ♪

♪ Hi-yah!

♪

[all snapping fingers]

- And the winner is...

SpongeBob SquarePants and The Sharks!

[all cheering] - For Jonnie!

- [panting] We saved the rec center!

- What rec center?

- Now everybody's a winner.

[all cheering]

- I didn't win anything.