SpongeBob SquarePants Presents the Tidal Zone (2023) Movie Script
- Are you ready, kids?
kids:
Aye, aye, Captain!
- I can't hear you.
kids:
Aye, aye, Captain!
- Ohh...
Who lives in a pineapple
under the sea?
kids:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Absorbent and yellow
and porous is he
kids:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- If nautical nonsense
be something you wish
kids:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Then drop on the deck
and flop like a fish
kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Ready?
all:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- SpongeBob
SquarePants!
[laughing]
[waves crashing]
- You are traveling through
an aquatic dimension.
A dimension not only
of laughs and giggles,
but of uncontrollable
nose milk.
When things start
to get coocoo,
there's a pretty good
chance you may have
just entered "The Tidal Zone!"
- And we're back!
[together]
Yay!
- Our next guest
on "The Patrick Show"
are the wonderfully
talented Captain Quaaa...
Quaaa...
[growling]
Ahh!
- Captain Quasar and Pat-Tron!
[cheers and applause]
[spaceship beeping]
all: Ahh!
- Welcome to the show, fellas.
Cool spaceship.
Where are you guys from?
- Um, outer space.
- Out her face?
- No.
Just outer space.
- Well, better out than in!
[laughter]
- [zapping]
- Oh! Ooh!
- Pat-Tron, I told you to
turn off your laugh track.
It always strips his gears.
- Don't worry, folks.
I can fix it.
- Ha-ha-ha-ha,
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
- [grunting]
I can't fix it!
Let me out!
- Evacuating robo-bowels.
- Ooh, I got something
stuck to my melon.
- That's my shrink ray.
I thought I lost that.
- Ooh!
- Ahh!
It's making my head all spicy!
Ahh!
- Stop!
Give me back my shrink ray!
- Ahh!
- Hola, my little
chatty show hosts.
- Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!
- Who wants to order a pizza?
- Ahh-- Ooh.
I'll take a large with
pineapple and potpourri.
both: Ohhh!
- Here you go.
- [squeaking]
[all gasping]
- Um, fear not,
studio audience.
I will unshrink them with the
growth ray I have in my ship.
- Woo...hoo?
- Wow.
Our house is gigantic now!
Oh, here's my gum!
- And so cinematic.
- It's cine-gigantic!
Is that even a word?
- Ha, don't be retupulous,
Bunny, of course not.
Being small is gonna
be fun-gigantic!
Last one to the big, stinky
sock is a rotten fish egg!
- Hey, good one, Dad!
- [laughs]
Shall we?
both: Small, small, small,
small, small, small, small
- Diminutive.
- [laughs]
Yee-haw!
Whoo-hoo!
- Tiny.
- Puny.
- [laughs]
Whoa!
- Itty-bitty.
- Whoo!
- Whoo-hoo!
- Teensy-weensy.
- Small.
- Ahh.
Lovely.
- [barking]
[together]
Ahh!
Not now, Tinkle!
[laughter]
- I wish GrandPat
were here to enjoy this.
- Hee-hee! Ahh!
- Hello!
- Ahh!
[electronic beeping]
- [laughs]
Ooh!
Ha-ha-ha!
Oh!
Can't an old man play violent
video games in peace anymore?
Grr!
Water?
[grumbling]
[laughter]
- We got shrunk.
- Hey, GrandPat!
- Can you get us
some tiny towels?
- Vermin?
I'll get you with
my bug spray breath!
[munching]
[exhales]
- GrandPat! No!
- Hey!
Where'd they go?
[all shouting]
- You'll be safe in here,
Stars.
- Whew.
That was a close shave.
Thank you for saving us.
- Yeah.
We apologize for GrandPat.
He thinks we're vermin.
- Yeah.
Like you.
- No worries.
We were just sitting down
to eat our roasted peppermint.
- It's not much, but we're
willing to share it with you.
- Share what?
- Patrick!
Manners!
- Minty.
[doorbell ringing]
- I'll get it!
Ooh, I do hope
it's more guests.
Boop.
both: Ooh!
Ahh!
- I see you!
- GrandPat?
- To survive in the wild,
we find it best to stay
out of family squabbles.
Dartfishes, scatter!
Ahh!
- Ahh...
- Grr!
- Ooh, take that!
- Ahh!
- GrandPat scared
our new friends away.
This time he's gone too far.
- Then I guess his
beloved family is gonna
have to teach him a lesson.
- That's us, right?
What?
- Ooh, all this pest-huntin'
is making me hangry.
Let's see here.
[mumbling]
both: Cake molds away!
- Huh?
Why you--
Gah! Ahh! Achoo!
Ahh!
Why those little--
Ahh!
Grr. Ahh!
Revenge of the vermin, eh?
Ahh.
Ohh!
You! Ahh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Oh! Oh! Ahh! Ahh!
- Whoa-ho-ho! Ahh! Ahh! Augh!
Ohh, these insects
are smarter than my family.
That's it!
No more Mr. Nice Geezer!
Dentures, go get 'em!
[together]
Ahh!
- Hi.
I am Rube-dor.
I shrunk you down
with my futuristic
shrink suckers
to save you from harm.
- Thanks, Rube-dor.
- And to introduce you to
the shimmering, shiny city
of Shmandor.
[together]
Ooh.
- Shmandor is the place to be.
Shmandor has fine dining,
spacious homes,
a state-of-the-art
transit system,
shopping centers.
And conveniently located
under the sea,
Shmandor is entirely made
of hand-blown glass.
[together]
Amazing.
- Oh, boy, can we live here?
- Sure, we can, kids.
Shmandor is so beautiful,
it makes me feel like...
Singing
- Hold on!
There's no singing
allowed in Shmandor!
And that's why!
- Yuck.
Who wants to live in a
place where you can't sing?
That was a close one
- And here comes
a closer one
[together]
Ahh!
- We're too small
to be run over.
- Whew.
- Ha-ha.
- Now, where would I hide
if I was a filthy flea?
- I think it's time to
resume GrandPat's lesson.
- I picked this one
up inside Pat-tron.
- Whoa! Guh! Ohh!
My scooter is haunted!
Ahh!
[panting]
Ha!
Ahh!
Ohh! Ahh!
Aha!
Quit spookin' my wheels
or I'll roast you ghosts!
Ahh!
Egypt?
I love Egypt!
Ohh! Ahh!
Ugh!
But I hate mummies!
I gotta get home!
- [giggles] That was fun,
but what if we're
too small for the
audience to see us?
- Hey, guys, look what I found.
Jumbo Grow plant food!
- Be careful!
- It's time to grow up!
- Now I can see
the fine print, Patrick.
It grows plants,
but it shrinks people.
You shrunk us down
to the sub-atomic
teensy-weensy level.
- Ohh, now I'll never
finish tonight's show.
- Stay together, Stars.
I think there's
a way out of here!
[all shouting]
- Look, we're home.
Everything's back to normal.
Right?
[together]
Right!
- Ahh! Except the Moon
is a big eyeball now.
all: Ahh!
- Micro-critters
are fascinatin'.
How can be they be
so sophisticated
when they're so dang little?
Heh!
Glad no one's watchin' me.
[belching]
- Ahh!
[spooky music]
- Grandma Frenchy always said
"Don't sweat the small stuff."
And in this small world,
where good things
come in small packages,
it's no small wonder
that it's the little
things that mean a lot.
Especially in the wee small
hours of "The Tidal Zone."
Ahh!
[upbeat electronic music]
[eerie music]
- Imagine if you will,
the town of Bikini Bottom.
Now imagine if everyone who
lived there was a robot.
Submitted for your approval,
a trip to Binary Bottom.
[whirring]
[beeping]
[beeps]
[foghorn blares]
[yawns]
- I'm re-re-ready.
I'm re-re-ready.
I'm re-re-ready.
I'm red-red-ready.
[whirring]
[beeping]
Morning, SpongeBot!
Ooh, you're looking
handsome today!
Mwah!
Aww!
[giggles]
[grunts]
Ahh!
[munching]
- Meow.
- Good--good--good morning,
Robo-Gary.
[munching]
[gulps]
- Mroww!
[meowing]
- [laughs]
Oh, you wanna play.
I know what you want.
- [meowing]
- Gary, be gentle
with the little laser!
- [growling]
- Ehh.
[beeping]
[foghorn blares]
- Oh!
Time for work, Gary.
I'll play with you
more when I get home.
- Aww.
[vocalizing]
Ah!
- Ooh!
- Meow.
- No, no, Gare-bearings.
You have to stay here at home.
[clank]
[sad foghorn blares]
- Meow?
[chiming]
- A little more to the left.
[mischievous music]
Almost there.
P-p-p-perfect!
See you later, G-G-G-Gary.
- [sighs] Finally,
someone whose company
I actually enjoy--
me!
- Ha ha ha.
- Ha ha ha.
- Ha ha ha.
- Time for work, Squidbot!
[siren wailing]
Time for work, Squidbot!
Time for work, Squidbot!
Time for work, Squidbot!
- [grumbles]
Power down
and leave me alone, SpongeBot!
I've still got 15 minutes!
- Oh, sorry, Squidbot!
Sorry, Squidbot!
Sorry, Squidbot!
- [grunts] Go away!
[beeping]
- I am going to have
to live next to that?
[beeps]
- [sighs]
[clanking]
- Knock, knock, knock.
Hey Pat-Tron,
I'm going to work!
- I'm going with you,
SpongeBot!
I gotta fuel up.
- Hooray!
- Hooray!
[voice fades]
[buzzing]
- Pat-Tron is currently
in recharge mode.
- [laughs]
OK, buddy.
I'll bring you some fuel
on my way back home.
[wheels squeaking]
- If you're going to be
late, give me the key.
- Ooh, sorry, Squidbot.
But... The key bone's
connected to the finger bone
[laughs]
[beeping]
[clang]
[sign buzzing]
- You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
[clang]
[wheezes]
[blubbers]
Thank you, Bot-O.
I got stuck in the firing mode.
- Ahh, to be fired.
- [gasps]
- Nobody's getting fired,
you robo-loafer.
Everybody get to work!
Whoa!
[beeps]
- Whoop!
The Krabby Batteries
are sizzlin'!
Now it's time for condiments.
[clanging]
- Hmm.
[slurps]
[electricity zapping]
[yelping]
- Food up, SpongeBot.
Gimme two batteries on
a barge and make 'em cry.
[whooshing]
[crash]
[electricity zapping]
- Huh?
- Ahh!
[blubbering]
- Robo-Gary?
Squidbot?
No!
[dramatic music]
- [gurgling]
- Gary-Squid?
Squid-Gary?
Does not compute.
Does not compute.
[Gary yelps]
- Get your filthy
robo-snail off my head!
[straining]
- Gary!
[panting]
[Squidbot screams]
[clanking]
[exclaiming]
- Ay-ya-ya-ya-whoa!
[beeps]
[panting]
- Ahh! Ahh!
[crashing]
I've gotta cut off
this pooping parasite!
- All right, what the kelp
is going on in here?
[growls]
- [exclaims]
- Come back here, you
nickel-plated nincompoops!
[grunts]
[powers down]
[cranking]
- Plankbot, you forgot
to wind yourself again.
- Thanks, Karen,
my flesh and blood wife.
Don't worry, I'll get him.
[growls]
- Hi, Karen.
Did Gary come through here?
- He went thataway, Chuckles.
- Th-th-th-thank you!
- Mama told me not
to marry a robot.
- Ahh!
Gangway!
Runaway robot!
[crashing]
Ahh!
- Excuse me, pardon me,
Excuse me, pardon me.
- Ow!
Excuse me, pardon me.
[all grumbling]
[shouting]
- Ahh!
- Who disturbs the
sacred dome of Sandroid?
I'll hogtie your actuators!
- Sandroid, wait!
Gary is too young to have
his actuators hogtied!
- I'll hack your hard drives,
you cybernetic simpletons!
[all clamoring]
Ow!
- All right, there you go.
- [growling]
[upbeat music]
- [slurping]
[dings]
[whirring]
- Robo-dog!
Get your robo-dog!
- [grunts]
[electricity zapping]
[brakes screech]
- Lube Lagoon?
What happened to Goo Lagoon?
Where in space and time am I?
Looks like I took a wrong
turn at the last apocalypse.
- Danger! Danger!
- Ah!
Rogue Robot!
- Gary, wait!
Come back!
[all shouting]
- Who dares defy Sandroid?
- I'm gonna destroy all of you!
- [exclaims]
These junk heaps
want my flab for fuel!
[tires screech]
- Ahh!
[mob shouting]
- No, Gary!
Not the lagoon!
What do I do now?
Got to think.
[beeping]
That's it!
A brick wall!
[beeps]
[rocket whistling]
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
[crashing]
[panting]
[blows whistle]
Gary!
Stop!
- [meowing frantically]
[tires screeching]
- Gary, stop!
[horn blares]
Gary, stop!
[buzzer blares]
Gary, stop!
[bell dings]
He's not gonna stop.
- Ahh!
[mob shouting]
- Ahh!
[gasps]
Whoo-hoo!
[meowing]
- Play nice with
the flutterbot!
[all moaning]
[ominous music]
[all gasping]
- Ahh!
[electricity crackling]
- Meow?
- [exclaiming]
- [growling]
[roars]
- Amazing!
[whirring]
[shutter clicks]
- Flash photography
is forbidden
in the presence of Sandroid!
You will all be assimilated!
So we can all be as close
as peas in a pod!
Yee-haw!
- Oh man--
[exclaims]
- Well, this is another
fine metallic monstrosity
you've got me into.
- Look at it this way,
Squidbot.
Now we'll have
a chance to catch up
with all our neighbors.
Hi, Rube.
- Well, hello!
- Typical.
[buzzes]
Typical.
[buzzes]
Typical.
[buzzes, babbles]
- Ahh--
[clang]
[beeping]
[upbeat fiddle music]
- Rise of the robots!
Yee-haw!
- I second that!
[roars]
[spooky music]
- Robots can never
replace us, you say?
Well, anything can
happen in a cartoon,
especially if that cartoon
is from "The Tidal Zone."
[buzzes]
"The Tidal Zone."
[buzzes]
"The Tidal Zone."
"The Tidal Zone."
[buzzes]
"The Tidal Zone."
[jaunty music]
- Lightning berries,
lightning berries
I'm scanning for
lightning berries
For dear, old,
Mr. Plankton
[angelic choir]
Bingo!
[vacuum whirrs]
Huh?
- [chomps and gulps]
Mmm.
[stomach growls]
Mm. Mm.
Huh?
[screams]
[laughs]
- [groans]
Camper Patrick!
- [laughs]
- I can't believe you ate
all the lightning berries.
- Huh? Who said that?
Oh, is that my hat?
- No. Wait, just a sec--whoa.
[electricity buzzes]
- [French accent]
Lightning berries
and Karen's
computer circuitry.
A potent combination
which results in
a shocking mind switch.
A common occurrence here in...
"The Tidal Zone."
- [screams]
[groans]
- [Patrick's laugh]
Whee!
[laughs]
Whee!
- Hmm?
[grunting]
- And then Sandy said "yeah"
and Harvey goes "yeah."
And then Kevin said "yeah."
[laughs]
Everybody was saying yeah.
- Enough!
Why are you talking to me?
- I'm making memories.
- Well, remember this.
- Whoa!
- [inhales]
Karen!
Ooh, there she is!
Where the heck have you been?
And where are those lightning
berries I asked you for?
- [Patrick's voice]
I ate them.
- What are you talking about?
You know you don't eat.
Now take me home.
- Uh...
- Oh, hey, buddy.
Come on. We're late.
- Whoa!
- Ooh. Whoa, golly.
[crashing]
Oh, sweet ride.
You really know how to live.
[both screaming]
- [screams]
- [groans]
- Howdy, boys.
You're just in time.
I'm almost done
setting up the game.
- Whoa, whoa!
[Karen's voice]
Whoa, what the heck?
My mind must've switched
with Patrick's mind
from the lightning berries.
Flesh and blood and guts.
[gasps]
I've gone analog.
Whoa!
[groans]
So these are legs?
Whoa, whoa.
A living body isn't
so hard to control.
- Huh?
- I think I got this.
[vocalizes]
- All ready to play.
- This here's the toughest
board game I ever invented.
In order to win,
you need to know math,
science, literature,
and history.
[foghorn blares]
What's the square root of
25,553,025?
[whirring]
- 5,055.
- Huh?
- What?
- Uh, the increase
in speed of a liquid...
- The law of fluid dynamics.
Post-structuralism.
395 AD.
The sinking of Atlantis.
[energetic classical music]
I win!
both: Huh?
[bubbling]
- That's great, Karen.
Real great.
Now, I'll have to substitute
radioactive apples...
[groans]
For the lightning berries.
- [laughing]
Oof!
[Patrick's voice]
Huh? Is that me?
I'm a rollie shoe now?
Cool!
Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle.
- [groans]
- Leedle, le--
[Karen's voice]
Ooh, ramp.
Ooh-hoo-hoo!
[laughs]
- Oh, my Neptune!
- [laughing]
[grunts]
- Watch it!
[sizzling]
[screams]
Stop fooling around
and help me cut this open.
Hand me a scalpel.
- Huh? Huh.
[groans]
Let me...
[laughing]
I got it!
- Now, hand it to me.
[screams]
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
Careful!
That's full of sulfuric...acid.
[screams]
All right, time
for a robot reboot.
[drill whirring]
Get back here!
[groans]
[whirring]
[groans]
[bubbling]
- [grunting]
- What's gotten into you,
Patrick?
- You don't seem like
yourself today.
- Well, I'm not myself.
I'm Karen, Plankton's computer
assistant in Patrick's body.
[both scream]
- Our minds got switched
when we were both electrified
by lightning berries.
- Hot diggity dog!
A mind switch!
- [gasps]
- Let's analyze.
What's it like?
- Well, being in Patrick's body
has opened up senses
that I never had like taste.
- Here, try a doughnut.
[beeping]
[explosion]
- Ah!
That's delicious!
Hey, what's this taste like?
[vacuum whirring]
That tastes pretty good too.
[burps]
- Wow.
- Are there more things
to ingest out here?
[groans]
[screaming]
[groans]
What's happening to me?
- That's called pain.
- Ooh. Whoa.
[heartbeat thumping]
Pain. Fascinating.
Ooh. Come on.
Kick me for more pain.
both: Hmm.
- [grunts]
- Ow, ow, ow.
[laughter]
[bubbling]
- Whoo-hoo!
- [groans]
Get back here!
[groans]
- Make way
for the rollie shoe!
[laughing]
- Nothing to see here!
Go back to your childhoods!
[drill whirring]
[toilet flushes]
- You okay in there, Karen?
- [gasps and groans]
Sense of smell, not so great.
Phew, well,
it's been interesting,
but all in all,
I'll be happy to be back
in my old computer self.
- Ooh, I rigged up this device
that I think will switch
you and Patrick's minds back.
I call it the crisscross
contraption.
[all groan]
- That's my body!
We have to swap our minds back!
- What are you talking about?
I'm a rollie shoe.
Rollie shoe forever!
[horse whinnies]
- Not a chance.
I'm rollie shoe!
all: Whoa!
[all screaming]
- [screams]
- Huh?
[quirky energetic music]
[all screaming]
[tires squeal]
- [grumbling]
all: Whoa!
- [laughing]
- Hey, over there!
- [grunts]
- [laughs]
- Hmm.
- [laughs]
- Ooh!
Hmm?
- Whoa!
[laughs]
all: Huh?
[all scream]
- [panting]
[all groaning]
- [laughs]
You can't catch
the rollie shoe!
[blows raspberry]
- Okay, Patrick.
I was saving this for
my last meal with tastebuds,
but you win.
So here you go.
- Ice cream!
[grunting]
I can't taste it!
I have no mouth
and I must ice cream!
This is a nightmare!
[crying]
I don't want to be
a rollie shoe anymore!
- Hmm.
[grunts]
[eerie music]
Here goes nothing.
[both scream]
all: Whoa.
[both screaming and groaning]
[dramatic music]
[suspenseful music]
- Karen, is that you?
- Duh!
- [groans]
It didn't work!
You're still that pink pinhead.
- [Karen's voice] Gotcha!
- [groans]
Why did I give you
a sense of humor?
Whoa.
- Come on.
Let's go home.
- Whee!
- All's well that ends well.
Right, Patrick?
- Ice cream!
Gimme, gimme, gimme!
[screams]
- That's peculiar.
- [screaming]
[kettle hissing]
[both scream]
[whirring]
[tense music]
[dramatic music]
- Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee.
Hey, I'm me again.
Guys?
- Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee.
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle, leedle.
- [groans]
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle, leedle.
- Hey, new Patricks!
Wait for me!
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle, lee!
- [French accent]
Ah, summer camp,
where each child is unique
in their own individual way.
[laughter]
Except for this one time
in Kamp Koral
and this one place.
- Hey, what is this?
"The Tidal Zone"?
[jaunty music]
[spooky music]
- Bonjour, art lovers.
Tonight, for your
viewing enjoyment,
we present a portrait
painted in shades of greed.
- Ahh!
Another day,
another whole bunch of dollars!
[laughs]
[metallic clinking]
Hmm?
Ooh, a quarter!
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme.
Whew, come back here, you!
Hey, hey, where are you going?
[panting]
[exhales]
Whew.
[sighs]
Eh?
Yah!
[blubbering]
[ding]
[struggling efforts]
Huh?
Ooh, this quarter is
really making me work.
[clinks]
Huh?
Hey, get back here!
Ugh!
[grunting]
- Greetings, stranger.
- Ahh!
Welcome to my
Emporium of Wonders.
Can I interest you
in a traditional
Klopnodian Spladunker?
Or perhaps a lightly
used Flooner?
- No thanks, old timer.
I just want me quarter.
It seems to have hopped
into your pay phone here.
- Oh, I see.
Well I have no power
to retrieve your coin,
but I can let you
have the payphone
for the low, low price of...
free.
- Free?
I'll take it!
- But be warned, that
payphone comes with a curse.
[thunder booms]
[woman screams]
- Really?
How much does the curse cost?
- What?
No, the curse is free.
It comes with the phone.
- Well then!
I'll take the curse, too!
[chuckling]
- Heed my Kapritzka!
Beware the call of the porch!
Beware!
Ah, forget it.
- [grunting]
Listen up, happy Krustomers!
For the low price of
a quarter, now you, too,
can make that important call
while you're eating
a Krabby Patty!
[ringing]
Ahoy, there. Krusty Krab.
Eugene Krabs,
proprietor, speaking.
- [evil laughter]
Give away your
Krabby Patties!
Give them all away!
- [gasps] What kind of obscene
phone call is this?
When I find out who you are,
I'm gonna--
Oh!
Hey!
[line trilling]
Must give patties away.
[cash register dings]
[all exclaim]
No money.
Patties free!
- Free patties?
Oh, Mr. Krabs!
You finally found
your inner generosity.
Hooray!
Krabby Patties for everyone!
Wha! Yow!
The Krab is picking up the tab!
[all hooting and hollering]
- All free.
[all cheering]
[all munching]
- [evil laughter]
- [blubbering]
Huh? What just happened?
Oh, boy! A quarter!
I knew this thing
would pay off!
- Patties here!
- [yelps]
- Free patties!
Get your patties
while they're hot!
Get 'em while they're free!
- Free?
[woman screams]
[grunts]
SpongeBob! There's no free
lunches at the Krusty Krab!
[all clamoring]
Have you gone insane?
Get back in the kitchen
and stitch
these patty halves
back together
so we can sell 'em again.
[sign poofs]
- [groans]
It was too good to last.
[ringing]
- Krusty Krab, Eugene--
[groans]
- [evil laughter]
Now give away your money!
Every last cent!
- Must give away money.
[panting]
[whistle blares]
[all cheering]
- Give away all money, Boy-O!
- But you just said that--
Oh, I knew you were
only kidding, Mr. Krabs!
You really are generous!
[chuckles]
- [muttering]
[chuckles]
Another quarter!
I love this phone!
[cash register dings]
[all clamoring]
- Whoo! [laughing]
Whee!
[all cheering]
- SpongeBob!
What are you doing
with me money?
- Well, I thought you
told me to, Mr. Krabs.
I--oh, I don't understand.
[phone ringing]
- Uh! Ooh!
- And now, Krabs,
give away the Krusty Krab!
[evil laughter]
- [grunting]
Yes!
With this laser cannon,
I can finally blast Krabs!
Huh?
Homina-wha?
- Here his deed to Krusty Krab.
She's all yours.
- Something doesn't
seem right here.
But like Granny Plankton
always says,
never look a gift snail
under the shell!
I win!
[laughs]
I'm the greatest!
Huh?
[clank]
Uh-oh.
[hypnotic music]
- Ooh!
[laughs]
Huh?
Ohh, what the--
where's me quarter?
- [evil laughter]
- [grunting]
- Perhaps generosity
is its own reward?
- Never!
- [laughs]
- [grunts, laughs]
Huh? Ooh.
- Uh--
[both growling]
- Huh?
[gasps]
- [laughing]
- Hey, what's the big idea?
And where is that quarter
you owe--
- I'm free!
Ha-ha!
[muttering] Um--
Hey kid, lend me
a quarter for the bus?
- Sure thing, Mr. Demon!
- I'm finally free!
[laughs]
[phone ringing]
- Well, this ain't so bad.
Steady work,
and plenty of quarters!
[laughs]
A crab could get used to this!
[crashing]
Whoa!
Hey! What's going on?
[thud]
- [grunting]
[clanging]
- Hey, Squidward,
get that hunk of junk
out of here, would you?
Come on.
- Gladly.
[crashing]
- Hello, anyone wanna
make a call?
Only costs a quarter.
Ooh, barnacles!
[foghorn blares]
[bell dinging]
- Sometimes a free phone
comes at a very high price,
and sometimes the cheapskates
are the ones who get stuck
with the bill
here in "The Tidal Zone."
[phone ringing]
Hello?
[grunts]
Must give
away one more story.
The story of a grandpa
adrift in space and time.
The story of a sea star who
is lost in "The Tidal Zone."
[dial tone blaring]
- [yelling]
- Outta my way, you
psychedelic space junk!
Sweet Neptune!
Have I found the
beginning of the universe?
- Ohh...
- Ooh!
[screams]
- Who lives a
pineapple under the sea?
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- Absorbent and yellow
and porous is he
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- If nautical nonsense
be something you wish
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- Then drop on the deck
and flop like a fish
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- Ready?
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
Grandpat Sea Star!
Grandpat Sea Star!
Grandpat
Sea Star!
- Oh! Ow!
[laughter]
[dentures clicking
rhythmically]
Ow!
I gotta get out
of this nightmare!
[gasps] Ohh!
[shimmering tone]
[tires screech]
[intense Western music]
- [spits]
- [spits]
- [spits]
- This town ain't big enough
for the both of us.
[electricity crackles]
- [screaming]
- [gasps]
- Whoa!
- Ahh!
Ohh!
[electricity crackles]
- [munching]
- Um--this town ain't big
enough for the both of us.
[gong splash]
[both yelling]
- Now that's
a good looking baby!
- [neighs]
- Well, this is my stop.
See y'all later!
Hyep!
Giddy-up, now!
- [neighs]
- Yahoo!
- Happy trails!
[electricity zapping]
Ahh!
Ohh!
[crashing]
[groaning]
Uh! Yah!
[playing Polka music]
[groans]
- Bonjour.
- [sighs]
It's good to be back home
where it's normal.
- Hi, Grandpat--
- Huh?
- What you watching?
- [screams]
Ehh, close enough.
- And so we leave things
a little bit weird,
but that's how we like it
here in "The Tidal Zone."
Au revoir.
[static buzzing]
- Hey, I was watching that!
kids:
Aye, aye, Captain!
- I can't hear you.
kids:
Aye, aye, Captain!
- Ohh...
Who lives in a pineapple
under the sea?
kids:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Absorbent and yellow
and porous is he
kids:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- If nautical nonsense
be something you wish
kids:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Then drop on the deck
and flop like a fish
kids: SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Ready?
all:
SpongeBob SquarePants!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
- SpongeBob
SquarePants!
[laughing]
[waves crashing]
- You are traveling through
an aquatic dimension.
A dimension not only
of laughs and giggles,
but of uncontrollable
nose milk.
When things start
to get coocoo,
there's a pretty good
chance you may have
just entered "The Tidal Zone!"
- And we're back!
[together]
Yay!
- Our next guest
on "The Patrick Show"
are the wonderfully
talented Captain Quaaa...
Quaaa...
[growling]
Ahh!
- Captain Quasar and Pat-Tron!
[cheers and applause]
[spaceship beeping]
all: Ahh!
- Welcome to the show, fellas.
Cool spaceship.
Where are you guys from?
- Um, outer space.
- Out her face?
- No.
Just outer space.
- Well, better out than in!
[laughter]
- [zapping]
- Oh! Ooh!
- Pat-Tron, I told you to
turn off your laugh track.
It always strips his gears.
- Don't worry, folks.
I can fix it.
- Ha-ha-ha-ha,
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
- [grunting]
I can't fix it!
Let me out!
- Evacuating robo-bowels.
- Ooh, I got something
stuck to my melon.
- That's my shrink ray.
I thought I lost that.
- Ooh!
- Ahh!
It's making my head all spicy!
Ahh!
- Stop!
Give me back my shrink ray!
- Ahh!
- Hola, my little
chatty show hosts.
- Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!
- Who wants to order a pizza?
- Ahh-- Ooh.
I'll take a large with
pineapple and potpourri.
both: Ohhh!
- Here you go.
- [squeaking]
[all gasping]
- Um, fear not,
studio audience.
I will unshrink them with the
growth ray I have in my ship.
- Woo...hoo?
- Wow.
Our house is gigantic now!
Oh, here's my gum!
- And so cinematic.
- It's cine-gigantic!
Is that even a word?
- Ha, don't be retupulous,
Bunny, of course not.
Being small is gonna
be fun-gigantic!
Last one to the big, stinky
sock is a rotten fish egg!
- Hey, good one, Dad!
- [laughs]
Shall we?
both: Small, small, small,
small, small, small, small
- Diminutive.
- [laughs]
Yee-haw!
Whoo-hoo!
- Tiny.
- Puny.
- [laughs]
Whoa!
- Itty-bitty.
- Whoo!
- Whoo-hoo!
- Teensy-weensy.
- Small.
- Ahh.
Lovely.
- [barking]
[together]
Ahh!
Not now, Tinkle!
[laughter]
- I wish GrandPat
were here to enjoy this.
- Hee-hee! Ahh!
- Hello!
- Ahh!
[electronic beeping]
- [laughs]
Ooh!
Ha-ha-ha!
Oh!
Can't an old man play violent
video games in peace anymore?
Grr!
Water?
[grumbling]
[laughter]
- We got shrunk.
- Hey, GrandPat!
- Can you get us
some tiny towels?
- Vermin?
I'll get you with
my bug spray breath!
[munching]
[exhales]
- GrandPat! No!
- Hey!
Where'd they go?
[all shouting]
- You'll be safe in here,
Stars.
- Whew.
That was a close shave.
Thank you for saving us.
- Yeah.
We apologize for GrandPat.
He thinks we're vermin.
- Yeah.
Like you.
- No worries.
We were just sitting down
to eat our roasted peppermint.
- It's not much, but we're
willing to share it with you.
- Share what?
- Patrick!
Manners!
- Minty.
[doorbell ringing]
- I'll get it!
Ooh, I do hope
it's more guests.
Boop.
both: Ooh!
Ahh!
- I see you!
- GrandPat?
- To survive in the wild,
we find it best to stay
out of family squabbles.
Dartfishes, scatter!
Ahh!
- Ahh...
- Grr!
- Ooh, take that!
- Ahh!
- GrandPat scared
our new friends away.
This time he's gone too far.
- Then I guess his
beloved family is gonna
have to teach him a lesson.
- That's us, right?
What?
- Ooh, all this pest-huntin'
is making me hangry.
Let's see here.
[mumbling]
both: Cake molds away!
- Huh?
Why you--
Gah! Ahh! Achoo!
Ahh!
Why those little--
Ahh!
Grr. Ahh!
Revenge of the vermin, eh?
Ahh.
Ohh!
You! Ahh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Oh! Oh! Ahh! Ahh!
- Whoa-ho-ho! Ahh! Ahh! Augh!
Ohh, these insects
are smarter than my family.
That's it!
No more Mr. Nice Geezer!
Dentures, go get 'em!
[together]
Ahh!
- Hi.
I am Rube-dor.
I shrunk you down
with my futuristic
shrink suckers
to save you from harm.
- Thanks, Rube-dor.
- And to introduce you to
the shimmering, shiny city
of Shmandor.
[together]
Ooh.
- Shmandor is the place to be.
Shmandor has fine dining,
spacious homes,
a state-of-the-art
transit system,
shopping centers.
And conveniently located
under the sea,
Shmandor is entirely made
of hand-blown glass.
[together]
Amazing.
- Oh, boy, can we live here?
- Sure, we can, kids.
Shmandor is so beautiful,
it makes me feel like...
Singing
- Hold on!
There's no singing
allowed in Shmandor!
And that's why!
- Yuck.
Who wants to live in a
place where you can't sing?
That was a close one
- And here comes
a closer one
[together]
Ahh!
- We're too small
to be run over.
- Whew.
- Ha-ha.
- Now, where would I hide
if I was a filthy flea?
- I think it's time to
resume GrandPat's lesson.
- I picked this one
up inside Pat-tron.
- Whoa! Guh! Ohh!
My scooter is haunted!
Ahh!
[panting]
Ha!
Ahh!
Ohh! Ahh!
Aha!
Quit spookin' my wheels
or I'll roast you ghosts!
Ahh!
Egypt?
I love Egypt!
Ohh! Ahh!
Ugh!
But I hate mummies!
I gotta get home!
- [giggles] That was fun,
but what if we're
too small for the
audience to see us?
- Hey, guys, look what I found.
Jumbo Grow plant food!
- Be careful!
- It's time to grow up!
- Now I can see
the fine print, Patrick.
It grows plants,
but it shrinks people.
You shrunk us down
to the sub-atomic
teensy-weensy level.
- Ohh, now I'll never
finish tonight's show.
- Stay together, Stars.
I think there's
a way out of here!
[all shouting]
- Look, we're home.
Everything's back to normal.
Right?
[together]
Right!
- Ahh! Except the Moon
is a big eyeball now.
all: Ahh!
- Micro-critters
are fascinatin'.
How can be they be
so sophisticated
when they're so dang little?
Heh!
Glad no one's watchin' me.
[belching]
- Ahh!
[spooky music]
- Grandma Frenchy always said
"Don't sweat the small stuff."
And in this small world,
where good things
come in small packages,
it's no small wonder
that it's the little
things that mean a lot.
Especially in the wee small
hours of "The Tidal Zone."
Ahh!
[upbeat electronic music]
[eerie music]
- Imagine if you will,
the town of Bikini Bottom.
Now imagine if everyone who
lived there was a robot.
Submitted for your approval,
a trip to Binary Bottom.
[whirring]
[beeping]
[beeps]
[foghorn blares]
[yawns]
- I'm re-re-ready.
I'm re-re-ready.
I'm re-re-ready.
I'm red-red-ready.
[whirring]
[beeping]
Morning, SpongeBot!
Ooh, you're looking
handsome today!
Mwah!
Aww!
[giggles]
[grunts]
Ahh!
[munching]
- Meow.
- Good--good--good morning,
Robo-Gary.
[munching]
[gulps]
- Mroww!
[meowing]
- [laughs]
Oh, you wanna play.
I know what you want.
- [meowing]
- Gary, be gentle
with the little laser!
- [growling]
- Ehh.
[beeping]
[foghorn blares]
- Oh!
Time for work, Gary.
I'll play with you
more when I get home.
- Aww.
[vocalizing]
Ah!
- Ooh!
- Meow.
- No, no, Gare-bearings.
You have to stay here at home.
[clank]
[sad foghorn blares]
- Meow?
[chiming]
- A little more to the left.
[mischievous music]
Almost there.
P-p-p-perfect!
See you later, G-G-G-Gary.
- [sighs] Finally,
someone whose company
I actually enjoy--
me!
- Ha ha ha.
- Ha ha ha.
- Ha ha ha.
- Time for work, Squidbot!
[siren wailing]
Time for work, Squidbot!
Time for work, Squidbot!
Time for work, Squidbot!
- [grumbles]
Power down
and leave me alone, SpongeBot!
I've still got 15 minutes!
- Oh, sorry, Squidbot!
Sorry, Squidbot!
Sorry, Squidbot!
- [grunts] Go away!
[beeping]
- I am going to have
to live next to that?
[beeps]
- [sighs]
[clanking]
- Knock, knock, knock.
Hey Pat-Tron,
I'm going to work!
- I'm going with you,
SpongeBot!
I gotta fuel up.
- Hooray!
- Hooray!
[voice fades]
[buzzing]
- Pat-Tron is currently
in recharge mode.
- [laughs]
OK, buddy.
I'll bring you some fuel
on my way back home.
[wheels squeaking]
- If you're going to be
late, give me the key.
- Ooh, sorry, Squidbot.
But... The key bone's
connected to the finger bone
[laughs]
[beeping]
[clang]
[sign buzzing]
- You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
You're fired!
[clang]
[wheezes]
[blubbers]
Thank you, Bot-O.
I got stuck in the firing mode.
- Ahh, to be fired.
- [gasps]
- Nobody's getting fired,
you robo-loafer.
Everybody get to work!
Whoa!
[beeps]
- Whoop!
The Krabby Batteries
are sizzlin'!
Now it's time for condiments.
[clanging]
- Hmm.
[slurps]
[electricity zapping]
[yelping]
- Food up, SpongeBot.
Gimme two batteries on
a barge and make 'em cry.
[whooshing]
[crash]
[electricity zapping]
- Huh?
- Ahh!
[blubbering]
- Robo-Gary?
Squidbot?
No!
[dramatic music]
- [gurgling]
- Gary-Squid?
Squid-Gary?
Does not compute.
Does not compute.
[Gary yelps]
- Get your filthy
robo-snail off my head!
[straining]
- Gary!
[panting]
[Squidbot screams]
[clanking]
[exclaiming]
- Ay-ya-ya-ya-whoa!
[beeps]
[panting]
- Ahh! Ahh!
[crashing]
I've gotta cut off
this pooping parasite!
- All right, what the kelp
is going on in here?
[growls]
- [exclaims]
- Come back here, you
nickel-plated nincompoops!
[grunts]
[powers down]
[cranking]
- Plankbot, you forgot
to wind yourself again.
- Thanks, Karen,
my flesh and blood wife.
Don't worry, I'll get him.
[growls]
- Hi, Karen.
Did Gary come through here?
- He went thataway, Chuckles.
- Th-th-th-thank you!
- Mama told me not
to marry a robot.
- Ahh!
Gangway!
Runaway robot!
[crashing]
Ahh!
- Excuse me, pardon me,
Excuse me, pardon me.
- Ow!
Excuse me, pardon me.
[all grumbling]
[shouting]
- Ahh!
- Who disturbs the
sacred dome of Sandroid?
I'll hogtie your actuators!
- Sandroid, wait!
Gary is too young to have
his actuators hogtied!
- I'll hack your hard drives,
you cybernetic simpletons!
[all clamoring]
Ow!
- All right, there you go.
- [growling]
[upbeat music]
- [slurping]
[dings]
[whirring]
- Robo-dog!
Get your robo-dog!
- [grunts]
[electricity zapping]
[brakes screech]
- Lube Lagoon?
What happened to Goo Lagoon?
Where in space and time am I?
Looks like I took a wrong
turn at the last apocalypse.
- Danger! Danger!
- Ah!
Rogue Robot!
- Gary, wait!
Come back!
[all shouting]
- Who dares defy Sandroid?
- I'm gonna destroy all of you!
- [exclaims]
These junk heaps
want my flab for fuel!
[tires screech]
- Ahh!
[mob shouting]
- No, Gary!
Not the lagoon!
What do I do now?
Got to think.
[beeping]
That's it!
A brick wall!
[beeps]
[rocket whistling]
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
[crashing]
[panting]
[blows whistle]
Gary!
Stop!
- [meowing frantically]
[tires screeching]
- Gary, stop!
[horn blares]
Gary, stop!
[buzzer blares]
Gary, stop!
[bell dings]
He's not gonna stop.
- Ahh!
[mob shouting]
- Ahh!
[gasps]
Whoo-hoo!
[meowing]
- Play nice with
the flutterbot!
[all moaning]
[ominous music]
[all gasping]
- Ahh!
[electricity crackling]
- Meow?
- [exclaiming]
- [growling]
[roars]
- Amazing!
[whirring]
[shutter clicks]
- Flash photography
is forbidden
in the presence of Sandroid!
You will all be assimilated!
So we can all be as close
as peas in a pod!
Yee-haw!
- Oh man--
[exclaims]
- Well, this is another
fine metallic monstrosity
you've got me into.
- Look at it this way,
Squidbot.
Now we'll have
a chance to catch up
with all our neighbors.
Hi, Rube.
- Well, hello!
- Typical.
[buzzes]
Typical.
[buzzes]
Typical.
[buzzes, babbles]
- Ahh--
[clang]
[beeping]
[upbeat fiddle music]
- Rise of the robots!
Yee-haw!
- I second that!
[roars]
[spooky music]
- Robots can never
replace us, you say?
Well, anything can
happen in a cartoon,
especially if that cartoon
is from "The Tidal Zone."
[buzzes]
"The Tidal Zone."
[buzzes]
"The Tidal Zone."
"The Tidal Zone."
[buzzes]
"The Tidal Zone."
[jaunty music]
- Lightning berries,
lightning berries
I'm scanning for
lightning berries
For dear, old,
Mr. Plankton
[angelic choir]
Bingo!
[vacuum whirrs]
Huh?
- [chomps and gulps]
Mmm.
[stomach growls]
Mm. Mm.
Huh?
[screams]
[laughs]
- [groans]
Camper Patrick!
- [laughs]
- I can't believe you ate
all the lightning berries.
- Huh? Who said that?
Oh, is that my hat?
- No. Wait, just a sec--whoa.
[electricity buzzes]
- [French accent]
Lightning berries
and Karen's
computer circuitry.
A potent combination
which results in
a shocking mind switch.
A common occurrence here in...
"The Tidal Zone."
- [screams]
[groans]
- [Patrick's laugh]
Whee!
[laughs]
Whee!
- Hmm?
[grunting]
- And then Sandy said "yeah"
and Harvey goes "yeah."
And then Kevin said "yeah."
[laughs]
Everybody was saying yeah.
- Enough!
Why are you talking to me?
- I'm making memories.
- Well, remember this.
- Whoa!
- [inhales]
Karen!
Ooh, there she is!
Where the heck have you been?
And where are those lightning
berries I asked you for?
- [Patrick's voice]
I ate them.
- What are you talking about?
You know you don't eat.
Now take me home.
- Uh...
- Oh, hey, buddy.
Come on. We're late.
- Whoa!
- Ooh. Whoa, golly.
[crashing]
Oh, sweet ride.
You really know how to live.
[both screaming]
- [screams]
- [groans]
- Howdy, boys.
You're just in time.
I'm almost done
setting up the game.
- Whoa, whoa!
[Karen's voice]
Whoa, what the heck?
My mind must've switched
with Patrick's mind
from the lightning berries.
Flesh and blood and guts.
[gasps]
I've gone analog.
Whoa!
[groans]
So these are legs?
Whoa, whoa.
A living body isn't
so hard to control.
- Huh?
- I think I got this.
[vocalizes]
- All ready to play.
- This here's the toughest
board game I ever invented.
In order to win,
you need to know math,
science, literature,
and history.
[foghorn blares]
What's the square root of
25,553,025?
[whirring]
- 5,055.
- Huh?
- What?
- Uh, the increase
in speed of a liquid...
- The law of fluid dynamics.
Post-structuralism.
395 AD.
The sinking of Atlantis.
[energetic classical music]
I win!
both: Huh?
[bubbling]
- That's great, Karen.
Real great.
Now, I'll have to substitute
radioactive apples...
[groans]
For the lightning berries.
- [laughing]
Oof!
[Patrick's voice]
Huh? Is that me?
I'm a rollie shoe now?
Cool!
Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle.
- [groans]
- Leedle, le--
[Karen's voice]
Ooh, ramp.
Ooh-hoo-hoo!
[laughs]
- Oh, my Neptune!
- [laughing]
[grunts]
- Watch it!
[sizzling]
[screams]
Stop fooling around
and help me cut this open.
Hand me a scalpel.
- Huh? Huh.
[groans]
Let me...
[laughing]
I got it!
- Now, hand it to me.
[screams]
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
Careful!
That's full of sulfuric...acid.
[screams]
All right, time
for a robot reboot.
[drill whirring]
Get back here!
[groans]
[whirring]
[groans]
[bubbling]
- [grunting]
- What's gotten into you,
Patrick?
- You don't seem like
yourself today.
- Well, I'm not myself.
I'm Karen, Plankton's computer
assistant in Patrick's body.
[both scream]
- Our minds got switched
when we were both electrified
by lightning berries.
- Hot diggity dog!
A mind switch!
- [gasps]
- Let's analyze.
What's it like?
- Well, being in Patrick's body
has opened up senses
that I never had like taste.
- Here, try a doughnut.
[beeping]
[explosion]
- Ah!
That's delicious!
Hey, what's this taste like?
[vacuum whirring]
That tastes pretty good too.
[burps]
- Wow.
- Are there more things
to ingest out here?
[groans]
[screaming]
[groans]
What's happening to me?
- That's called pain.
- Ooh. Whoa.
[heartbeat thumping]
Pain. Fascinating.
Ooh. Come on.
Kick me for more pain.
both: Hmm.
- [grunts]
- Ow, ow, ow.
[laughter]
[bubbling]
- Whoo-hoo!
- [groans]
Get back here!
[groans]
- Make way
for the rollie shoe!
[laughing]
- Nothing to see here!
Go back to your childhoods!
[drill whirring]
[toilet flushes]
- You okay in there, Karen?
- [gasps and groans]
Sense of smell, not so great.
Phew, well,
it's been interesting,
but all in all,
I'll be happy to be back
in my old computer self.
- Ooh, I rigged up this device
that I think will switch
you and Patrick's minds back.
I call it the crisscross
contraption.
[all groan]
- That's my body!
We have to swap our minds back!
- What are you talking about?
I'm a rollie shoe.
Rollie shoe forever!
[horse whinnies]
- Not a chance.
I'm rollie shoe!
all: Whoa!
[all screaming]
- [screams]
- Huh?
[quirky energetic music]
[all screaming]
[tires squeal]
- [grumbling]
all: Whoa!
- [laughing]
- Hey, over there!
- [grunts]
- [laughs]
- Hmm.
- [laughs]
- Ooh!
Hmm?
- Whoa!
[laughs]
all: Huh?
[all scream]
- [panting]
[all groaning]
- [laughs]
You can't catch
the rollie shoe!
[blows raspberry]
- Okay, Patrick.
I was saving this for
my last meal with tastebuds,
but you win.
So here you go.
- Ice cream!
[grunting]
I can't taste it!
I have no mouth
and I must ice cream!
This is a nightmare!
[crying]
I don't want to be
a rollie shoe anymore!
- Hmm.
[grunts]
[eerie music]
Here goes nothing.
[both scream]
all: Whoa.
[both screaming and groaning]
[dramatic music]
[suspenseful music]
- Karen, is that you?
- Duh!
- [groans]
It didn't work!
You're still that pink pinhead.
- [Karen's voice] Gotcha!
- [groans]
Why did I give you
a sense of humor?
Whoa.
- Come on.
Let's go home.
- Whee!
- All's well that ends well.
Right, Patrick?
- Ice cream!
Gimme, gimme, gimme!
[screams]
- That's peculiar.
- [screaming]
[kettle hissing]
[both scream]
[whirring]
[tense music]
[dramatic music]
- Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee.
Hey, I'm me again.
Guys?
- Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee.
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle, leedle.
- [groans]
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle, leedle.
- Hey, new Patricks!
Wait for me!
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle,
leedle, leedle, lee!
- [French accent]
Ah, summer camp,
where each child is unique
in their own individual way.
[laughter]
Except for this one time
in Kamp Koral
and this one place.
- Hey, what is this?
"The Tidal Zone"?
[jaunty music]
[spooky music]
- Bonjour, art lovers.
Tonight, for your
viewing enjoyment,
we present a portrait
painted in shades of greed.
- Ahh!
Another day,
another whole bunch of dollars!
[laughs]
[metallic clinking]
Hmm?
Ooh, a quarter!
Gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme.
Whew, come back here, you!
Hey, hey, where are you going?
[panting]
[exhales]
Whew.
[sighs]
Eh?
Yah!
[blubbering]
[ding]
[struggling efforts]
Huh?
Ooh, this quarter is
really making me work.
[clinks]
Huh?
Hey, get back here!
Ugh!
[grunting]
- Greetings, stranger.
- Ahh!
Welcome to my
Emporium of Wonders.
Can I interest you
in a traditional
Klopnodian Spladunker?
Or perhaps a lightly
used Flooner?
- No thanks, old timer.
I just want me quarter.
It seems to have hopped
into your pay phone here.
- Oh, I see.
Well I have no power
to retrieve your coin,
but I can let you
have the payphone
for the low, low price of...
free.
- Free?
I'll take it!
- But be warned, that
payphone comes with a curse.
[thunder booms]
[woman screams]
- Really?
How much does the curse cost?
- What?
No, the curse is free.
It comes with the phone.
- Well then!
I'll take the curse, too!
[chuckling]
- Heed my Kapritzka!
Beware the call of the porch!
Beware!
Ah, forget it.
- [grunting]
Listen up, happy Krustomers!
For the low price of
a quarter, now you, too,
can make that important call
while you're eating
a Krabby Patty!
[ringing]
Ahoy, there. Krusty Krab.
Eugene Krabs,
proprietor, speaking.
- [evil laughter]
Give away your
Krabby Patties!
Give them all away!
- [gasps] What kind of obscene
phone call is this?
When I find out who you are,
I'm gonna--
Oh!
Hey!
[line trilling]
Must give patties away.
[cash register dings]
[all exclaim]
No money.
Patties free!
- Free patties?
Oh, Mr. Krabs!
You finally found
your inner generosity.
Hooray!
Krabby Patties for everyone!
Wha! Yow!
The Krab is picking up the tab!
[all hooting and hollering]
- All free.
[all cheering]
[all munching]
- [evil laughter]
- [blubbering]
Huh? What just happened?
Oh, boy! A quarter!
I knew this thing
would pay off!
- Patties here!
- [yelps]
- Free patties!
Get your patties
while they're hot!
Get 'em while they're free!
- Free?
[woman screams]
[grunts]
SpongeBob! There's no free
lunches at the Krusty Krab!
[all clamoring]
Have you gone insane?
Get back in the kitchen
and stitch
these patty halves
back together
so we can sell 'em again.
[sign poofs]
- [groans]
It was too good to last.
[ringing]
- Krusty Krab, Eugene--
[groans]
- [evil laughter]
Now give away your money!
Every last cent!
- Must give away money.
[panting]
[whistle blares]
[all cheering]
- Give away all money, Boy-O!
- But you just said that--
Oh, I knew you were
only kidding, Mr. Krabs!
You really are generous!
[chuckles]
- [muttering]
[chuckles]
Another quarter!
I love this phone!
[cash register dings]
[all clamoring]
- Whoo! [laughing]
Whee!
[all cheering]
- SpongeBob!
What are you doing
with me money?
- Well, I thought you
told me to, Mr. Krabs.
I--oh, I don't understand.
[phone ringing]
- Uh! Ooh!
- And now, Krabs,
give away the Krusty Krab!
[evil laughter]
- [grunting]
Yes!
With this laser cannon,
I can finally blast Krabs!
Huh?
Homina-wha?
- Here his deed to Krusty Krab.
She's all yours.
- Something doesn't
seem right here.
But like Granny Plankton
always says,
never look a gift snail
under the shell!
I win!
[laughs]
I'm the greatest!
Huh?
[clank]
Uh-oh.
[hypnotic music]
- Ooh!
[laughs]
Huh?
Ohh, what the--
where's me quarter?
- [evil laughter]
- [grunting]
- Perhaps generosity
is its own reward?
- Never!
- [laughs]
- [grunts, laughs]
Huh? Ooh.
- Uh--
[both growling]
- Huh?
[gasps]
- [laughing]
- Hey, what's the big idea?
And where is that quarter
you owe--
- I'm free!
Ha-ha!
[muttering] Um--
Hey kid, lend me
a quarter for the bus?
- Sure thing, Mr. Demon!
- I'm finally free!
[laughs]
[phone ringing]
- Well, this ain't so bad.
Steady work,
and plenty of quarters!
[laughs]
A crab could get used to this!
[crashing]
Whoa!
Hey! What's going on?
[thud]
- [grunting]
[clanging]
- Hey, Squidward,
get that hunk of junk
out of here, would you?
Come on.
- Gladly.
[crashing]
- Hello, anyone wanna
make a call?
Only costs a quarter.
Ooh, barnacles!
[foghorn blares]
[bell dinging]
- Sometimes a free phone
comes at a very high price,
and sometimes the cheapskates
are the ones who get stuck
with the bill
here in "The Tidal Zone."
[phone ringing]
Hello?
[grunts]
Must give
away one more story.
The story of a grandpa
adrift in space and time.
The story of a sea star who
is lost in "The Tidal Zone."
[dial tone blaring]
- [yelling]
- Outta my way, you
psychedelic space junk!
Sweet Neptune!
Have I found the
beginning of the universe?
- Ohh...
- Ooh!
[screams]
- Who lives a
pineapple under the sea?
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- Absorbent and yellow
and porous is he
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- If nautical nonsense
be something you wish
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- Then drop on the deck
and flop like a fish
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
- Ready?
all: Grandpat Sea Star!
Grandpat Sea Star!
Grandpat Sea Star!
Grandpat
Sea Star!
- Oh! Ow!
[laughter]
[dentures clicking
rhythmically]
Ow!
I gotta get out
of this nightmare!
[gasps] Ohh!
[shimmering tone]
[tires screech]
[intense Western music]
- [spits]
- [spits]
- [spits]
- This town ain't big enough
for the both of us.
[electricity crackles]
- [screaming]
- [gasps]
- Whoa!
- Ahh!
Ohh!
[electricity crackles]
- [munching]
- Um--this town ain't big
enough for the both of us.
[gong splash]
[both yelling]
- Now that's
a good looking baby!
- [neighs]
- Well, this is my stop.
See y'all later!
Hyep!
Giddy-up, now!
- [neighs]
- Yahoo!
- Happy trails!
[electricity zapping]
Ahh!
Ohh!
[crashing]
[groaning]
Uh! Yah!
[playing Polka music]
[groans]
- Bonjour.
- [sighs]
It's good to be back home
where it's normal.
- Hi, Grandpat--
- Huh?
- What you watching?
- [screams]
Ehh, close enough.
- And so we leave things
a little bit weird,
but that's how we like it
here in "The Tidal Zone."
Au revoir.
[static buzzing]
- Hey, I was watching that!