What do you mean, Mr. Krabs?

His head's sticking out.

Sorry, Mr. Krabs, I thought he might need some air.

They don't need air where he's going.

Shouldn't we say a few words on his behalf?

Uh, he was a credit

to health inspectors everywhere and, uh-

What a brave man going in the line of duty like that.

Why? Why? Why?

Listen here, you little barnacle.

No one, and I mean no one can ever know about this.

It'll be the end of you. It'll be the end of me.

And worst of all, it'll be the end of me.

Stop right where you are.

I'm afraid we're gonna have to arrest the two of you.

Mr. Krabs, I'm too young to go to jail.

And what would be the charges?

For not being at the Krusty Krab

to whip us up a couple of delicious Krabby Patties.

[laughing]

Laugh, boy.

[laughing]

[gasping]

What's going on? Where am I?

♪ A-doop-doop-doo A-doop-doop-doo ♪

♪ Scrub scrub scrub In the tub tub tub ♪

[gasping]

What in Neptune's ocean is that repulsive thing?

Mm-mm!

Nothing like a hot shower to make a squirrel feel

like a new woman!

Sandy Cheeks? But where's her fur?

Wow! Wait a minute! That's it!

I think I found out how to get

the Krabby Patty formula once and for all!

♪ Shoobie doop doo Shoobie doop doo ♪

♪ Getting clean No fleas on me ♪

♪ Getting clean ♪

♪ Do do do ♪

Hope you like long showers, squirrel!

Barnacles! I'll never find...

The grave.

Am I really going to defile this grave for money?

Of course I am.

[grunting]

Jackpot!

Ooh. It's beautiful. Come to Papa.

Hey, come on, Smitty, let go.

Rest in pieces, Smitty. I got the million dollar hat.

[thundering]

Hey, man, that's my hat. Give it back.

What? No way. Just crawl back into your hole, bone boy.

Go ahead, play dead.

I guess I'm gonna have to take it from you.

Yeah, right.

You and what army?

Only the army of the living dead.

Hello? Doctor?

Come in, Mr. SquarePants, please have a seat on the couch.

Now... [chuckles]

let's unload all that harmful information

in your little yellow head.

You're a bit smaller than I imagined, doctor.

But I guess that's why they call you shrink.

[chuckles]

Do you think there's hope for me, doctor?

Hope? Oh, when I get my hands on that formula,

there won't be any hope for any of ya.

[laughing, clearing throat]

Yeah. I mean, you'll be cured in no time.

Oh, good.

Let's start with a simple exercise.

- Jumping jacks? - I want you to close your eyes.

Tighter. Tighter.

Too tight! Now tell me what you see.

I see giant Krabby Patties.

Good. And what are they made of?

Hatred.

No, I mean ingredients.

What are the sticking ingredients?

They're coming for me. No! No! No! Stay back!

Wait. Where'd you get that piano?

[groaning]

Ah, barnacles, it's just the surveillance room.

Oh. My house is on TV.

All of our houses are on TV.

Bow, bow, bow.

Gary the Snail, you get down from that bed this instant.

Hey, there's my house.

You left your TV on.

Well, duh, I don't wanna miss my shows.

Look, it's Sandy.

Ah.

Mr. Krabs, why do you have cameras watching us?

Oh, uh, uh, eh...

I just wanna make sure you all floss after every meal.

Thank you, Mr. Krabs.

Dental hygiene is very, very important.

[siren blaring, CB chatter]

[laughing] That was almost too easy.

Plankton, old boy, you're home free.

[sirens blaring]

Stop thief!

[panting]

What's with the police? It's just a bag of garbage.

[sirens blaring]

What's going on?

And he's finally got a Krabby Patty!

[laughing]

Krabs? What the barnacle is going on here?

It's your arch competitor, Krabs.

His goal in life is to steal a Krabby Patty

and ruin our restaurant.

That's terrible.

Yeah, but the worst part of it is...

[stomping]

Good grief, he's naked!

[Mr. Krabs laughing]

Clothe me if you can, silly landlubbers!

[laughing]

I'm gonna make you eat those words, Krabs!

[laughing]

No shirt, no shoes, no service!

[laughing]

Why did you go into the Krusty Krab that day?

To, you know, say hello

to my once good friend, Mr. Krabs. What?

Are you sure it wasn't to make off with one of these?

Got ya.

Weren't you there to steal the formula

of the most delicious sweet smelling sandwich

known to Bikini Bottom?

Krabby Patty.

[groaning]

I can't take it! Gimme. Gimme, gimme, gimme.

Yippee! [laughing]

Finally, it's mine.

I'll take that.

Huh? No! No, no!

Once again, Plankton,

the sweetest of life's joys has eluded your grasp.

Wait! Here's the real criminal.

Uh, top of the morning.

Mr. Krabs?

[gasping]

I knew it!

Mr. Krabs has stolen a very important item

from the oyster. Behold!

Ew!

Wait a minute. Behold! The oyster's pearl!

[gasping]

Here you go, girl.

[sniffing]

[cheering]

[laughing]

Yes! My plan is working.

Now everyone in town will know what a jerk Krabs is.

Yeah!

Ya think you know a guy.

It's gotta be true.

[laughing]

- Huh? - Hey, you!

You're under arrest.

Arrest? For what?

I didn't even steal anything this time.

Vandalism's a crime too.

You've been caught red handed, Plankton.

Eh, should've used the green paint.

I usually laugh all the way to the bank.

But for you, Plankton,

I'll laugh all the way to the clink.

[laughing]

[indistinct chattering]

[meowing]

So would you like to secret-size that for $2 more?

Of course.

Hey, Squidwart, ya haven't seen any sign

of the, you know, the cops, have ya?

Did you just call me Squidwart?

Okay, thanks. I'm gonna go see how SpongeBob's doing.

Hey, SpongeBob! SpongeBob?

SpongeBob?

What are you doing under the table?

If Krabby Patties are illegal now, aren't we breaking the law?

There's an old saying, lad.

"What doesn't kill ya...

usually succeeds in a second attempt."

But what does that have to do with making Krabby Patties?

Nothing, but if you don't get out there and start cooking,

I'll make ya start taking weekends off.

No!

That crusty old barnacle might keep me from his secret formula,

but I'd like to see him serve a Krabby Patty

when I'm done with this place.

Into every life, a little rain must fall, Krabs.

It's just business.

Well, maybe it is personal.

I'm touching your thermostat! I'm touching your thermostat!

[laughing]

No. Someone... touching... thermostat.

[shivering]

Meant to bring a sweater. It's colder than yesterday.

That's why I wore mittens.

Toasty!

Huh?!

Morning boys.

Lock's a bit sticky this morning.

Is it cold in here, or is it just me?

Well get to work.

- What?! - Aye, aye, Mr. Krabs. Whoa!

Ha!

Whoa!

Pardon me!

[screaming]

Alright, quit clowning around and get to work.

Yes sir!

As soon as you turn the heat up.

The temperature stays at 62 degrees.

There's icicles hanging from the ceiling!

Hey, I don't remember that factory.

Huh?

[gasping] What is this horrible place?!

Kitschy, kitschy coo.

What kind of monster is responsible for this horror?

That's it, boys, keep that gelatinous gold a' flowing.

[laughing]

Just lay face down and keep still.

Ooh. [giggling]

All right, party's over! Go home!

Ah, but I'd like some more fruit punch.

No more punch for you.

You don't look so good, SpongeBob.

I suggest you take the day off tomorrow.

I feel fine.

Are you sure?

You know, now that you ask, I don't know.

I think I just felt a twinge.

You'll be fine if you take tomorrow off.

[laughing]

- Yay! - Hello, SpongeBob CopyPants.

Can you say secret formula?

Se se formama.

Secret formula.

Secret formula. Secret formula.

[laughing] Yeah.

[laughing]

[car door shutting, beeping]

[gasping] Oh, no.

Did somebody call the health inspector?

Oh, no. Did somebody call the health inspector?

Did somebody call a... health inspector?

It was me, sir.

I just wanted to tell you that...

well, for the past two weeks,

Plankton and Mr. Krabs have been...

they've been feeding people--

They've been feeding people--

They've been feeding people--

What's going on here?

[chuckles] N-N-Nothing, Mr. Inspector.

They've been feeding people--

Just a friendly competition between old...

F-

F... F... Fr... Friends.

Friends, right.

They're feeding people grease.

Well, I thought I recognized

this horrible stench, but I thought

that maybe just one of you two hadn't showered in a while.

Uh, officer.

Officer, I would just like to state for the record,

that, um, this was all his idea. All of it.

Oh, really? Well, in that case,

you'll be happy to know I'll be ordering

both your restaurants to be closed down

until the two of you slime balls can clean up your act!

Good day.