- ARE YOU READY, KIDS?
all: AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN!
- I CAN'’T HEAR YOU.
all: AYE, AYE, CAPTAIN!
- ♪ OHH... ♪
♪ WHO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA? ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ ABSORBENT AND YELLOW AND POROUS IS HE ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ IF NAUTICAL NONSENSE BE SOMETHING YOU WISH ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ THEN DROP ON THE DECK AND FLOP LIKE A FISH ♪
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS! - READY?
all: SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS!
- ♪ SPONGEBOB ♪
♪ SQUAREPANTS! ♪
[laughing]
♪ ♪
[waves crashing]
[nautical themed music]
♪ ♪
- OOH.
DELICIOUS.
pop!
squish!
pop!
squish! squish! squish!
pop! pop! pop!
[multiple squishing sounds]
[multiple popping sounds]
quack!
[various smooshing sounds]
TOP OF THE MORNIN'’ TO YOU!
[laughs]
- [meows]
KRUSTY KRAB, SPONGEBOB SPEAKING.
[laughs]
ring! ring!
GARY, IS THAT YOU?
GARY, I KNOW YOU'’RE THERE.
I CAN HEAR YOU BREATHING.
[gasps]
OOH!
MR. KRABS!
THIS WEINER TASTES JUST LIKE A KRABBY PATTY.
MAYBE WE CAN ADD THEM TO THE MENU.
- I'’M NOT IMPRESSED.
- I MADE IT WITH LEFTOVER INGREDIENTS.
- NOW I'’M IMPRESSED.
- HMM, I COULD'’VE SWORN THAT SIGN SAID "OPEN."
[sighs dramatically]
- ONCE IN A WHILE I NEED TO BREATHE IN AND NOT SMELL GREASE
OR THE STENCH OF MY MISERABLY FAILED LIFE.
TALKING TO MYSELF...
AGAIN.
- AND THEN I JUST COOK IT LIKE THIS...
- GO ON.
- MY, WHAT AN INTERESTING SHAPE.
ARE THOSE FOR SALE?
- WHY?
WOULD YOU LIKE TO BUY ONE?
- WELL...
THAT WOULD DEPEND ON THE PRICE.
- WOULD YOU PAY THE SAME AS WHAT A KRABBY PATTY COSTS?
- HMM.
SURE, I SUPPOSE SO.
- HOW ABOUT DOUBLE?
- NOW YOU'’RE TALKING.
- KRABBY PATTIES AGAIN?
[sighs]
IF ONLY THERE WERE SOMETHING ELSE.
HEY, WHAT YOU GOT THERE, FRANK?
- IT'’S NEW.
TASTES JUST LIKE A KRABBY PATTY,
BUT IT'’S SHAPED LIKE A WEINER.
[all talking at once]
- HEY, I'’D LIKE TO REQUEST A WEINER.
- ME TOO. - ME TOO.
all: WIENERS! WIENERS! WIENERS!
- [wheezing]
[chalk squeaking]
- SQUIDWARD, WHAT'’S THAT NOISE?
- EXCRUCIATING.
- UP HERE, BOY; TAKE A LOOK.
- I CAN'’T READ IT FROM HERE, MR. KRABS.
WHAT'’S IT SAY?
- IT SAYS, "KRUSTY DOGS ONLY $3.99
OR $4.99 WITH CHEESE."
- $4.99?
THAT'’S HIGHWAY ROBBERY.
- AVEC FROMAGE, MONSIEUR SQUIDWARD,
AVEC FROMAGE.
- MY KRUSTY DOG...
HANDWRITTEN ON THE MENU.
OH, PINCH ME, SQUIDWARD.
- PINCH YOURSELF, YOU NINNY.
- SPONGEBOB, THREE MORE KRUSTY DOGS, PRONTO.
- AYE-AYE, CAP'’N.
- SPONGEBOB!
THREE MORE ORDERS OF KRUSTY DOGS,
EXTRA KRUSTY.
- WOW, MR. KRABS,
WE SURE ARE GETTING A LOT OF ORDERS FOR KRUSTY DOGS.
- YEP.
- YEAH, I'’LL GET THOSE GOING
RIGHT AFTER I FINISH COOKING UP THESE KRABBY PATTIES.
- OH, FORGET ABOUT MAKING THOSE PATTIES,
JUST MAKE THE WIENERS.
- "JUST MAKE THE WIENERS"?
UM, EXCUSE ME, MR. KRABS.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING WITH THAT LADDER?
MR. KRABS?
- I'’M JUST GOING TO MAKE A FEW CHANGES
TO THE KRUSTY KRAB MENU, THAT'’S ALL.
- CHANGES?
- OH, THAT REMINDS ME.
DO YOU HAVE AN ERASER I COULD BORROW?
- ERASER?
- AH, NEVER MIND, I'’LL JUST CROSS IT OFF.
NO MORE KRABBY PATTIES.
[dramatic music]
- [babbling incoherently]
[sirens blaring]
[tires screeching]
- [babbling]
- OKAY, JUST BREATHE NORMALLY, SON.
- [babbling]
- THERE YOU GO.
THAT'’S IT.
- THERE. HE'’S STARTING TO REVIVE.
- I HAD THIS HORRIBLE DREAM THAT MR. KRABS
WAS NEVER GONNA LET ME COOK KRABBY PATTIES AGAIN.
[heavy scraping sound]
- PARDON ME.
[crying]
- WE'’RE LOSING HIM.
crash!
- SPONGEBOB.
SPONGEBOB.
WAKE UP.
- WHERE AM I?
AND WHAT ARE THESE PARAMEDICS DOING HERE?
- YOU'’RE BACK IN YOUR OLD KITCHEN,
AND THE PAIR OF PARAMEDICS WERE HERE TO REVIVE YOU.
- I WAS ASLEEP?
- YEAH.
BUT JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
SO I ONLY DOCKED YOUR PAY FOR THE TIME YOU WERE UNCONSCIOUS.
- MR. KRABS, ISN'’T THAT WHERE THE GRILL USED TO BE?
- MAYBE.
BUT NOW WE HAVE THIS!
- AND WHAT ABOUT MY-- MY SPATULA?
- I GOT YOU A NEW ONE.
[deflating sound]
[laughter]
ALL RIGHT, THOSE WIENERS AREN'’T GONNA ROTISSERIE THEMSELVES.
EVERYBODY BACK TO WORK.
- AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN.
SQUIDWARD, CAN I TALK TO YOU FOR ONE SECOND?
- I DON'’T KNOW.
THAT'’S A PRETTY LONG TALK.
- HAS ANYTHING EVER HAPPENED AT YOUR JOB
THAT MADE IT, WELL, NOT AS FUN AS IT USED TO BE.
- WELL, ACTUALLY, YES.
- REALLY? WHAT WAS IT.
- BEING HIRED.
- I DON'’T KNOW WHY,
BUT THINGS JUST AREN'’T THE SAME
SINCE KRUSTY DOGS WERE ADDED TO THE MENU.
- SPONGEBOB, MY BOY.
I REALIZED LONG AGO THAT THERE IS NOTHING,
I REPEAT, NOTHING THAT COULD MAKE THIS JOB ANY MORE BORING
OR HUMILIATING OR DEMEANING THAN IT ALREADY IS.
- LOOK AT THAT GUY DRESSED LIKE A HOT DOG, MOMMY.
- LET THAT INSPIRE YOU TO STAY IN SCHOOL, BILLY.
- MR. KRABS?
- AHOY, SPONGEBOB.
HOW GOES THE WIENERS?
- MEH.
I WAS KIND OF WONDERING,
COULD WE JUST GO BACK TO SELLING KRABBY PATTIES?
- WHAT ON EARTH FOR?
KRUSTY DOGS WAS YOUR BEST IDEA EVER, BOY.
- I KNOW, I--
WELL, I GUESS I SORT OF JUST MISS THE KRABBY PATTIES.
AFTER ALL, THEY'’RE WHAT GAVE THIS PLACE ITS NAME.
- YEAH, GOOD POINT.
- YEAH, I MEAN, DON'’T YOU THINK THAT WE SHOULD--
[gasps]
"KRUSTY DOG"?
THOSE WIENERS HAVE GOT TO GO.
HERE YOU ARE, HUNGRY CUSTOMERS,
YOUR DELICIOUS KRUSTY DOGS.
- THEY DO LOOK DELICIOUS.
- YES.
EAT ONE AND YOU WILL DEVELOP AN UNSIGHTLY SKIN CONDITION.
HERE'’S YOUR FOOT LONG, SIR.
- THANKS.
12 INCHES OF DELICIOUSNESS.
- YEAH.
YOU KNOW, WHAT GIVES THEM THAT ADDED FLAVOR?
- NO, WHAT?
- NOSE HAIRS AND RECYCLED DENTAL FLOSS.
- SPONGEBOB, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
- WE HAVE GOT TO GET RID OF THESE WIENERS
AND BRING BACK THE KRABBY PATTY.
- SPONGEBOB, I NEVER THOUGHT I'’D BE SAYING THIS,
BUT COUNT ME IN.
- HOORAY!
- HELP!
I'’M HAVING TERRIBLE ABDOMINAL PAIN!
I THINK IT WAS THE...
THE...
LINE.
- WEINER.
- THE WEINER!
- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF.
I AM BUT A SIMPLE OLD-TIMEY GENTLEMAN.
I CAME HERE FOR ONE PURPOSE TODAY.
- SO I SAID, "IT DIDN'’T SMELL SO BAD,
"BUT IT TASTE--
- QUIET, GRANNY!
I'’M TALKIN'’!
- OH.
- AND THAT IS TO LOUDLY DECRY
THESE MODERN NEW-FANGLED DAYS OF WIENERS
AND TO BEG FOR A RETURN TO A SIMPLER TIME,
A KRABBY PATTIER TIME.
- I'’M NOT REALLY CONCERNED ABOUT POSSIBLE ILL HEALTH EFFECTS.
HOW ABOUT YOU GUYS? - NAH.
- HOW ABOUT NOSTALGIA?
- NEVER HEARD OF HIM.
- OKAY, THAT DIDN'’T WORK AT ALL.
- IT ONLY SEEMED TO INCREASE THEIR APPETITE FOR WIENERS.
- WE NEED STRONGER TACTICS.
- RIGHT.
SOMETHING THAT WOULD MAKE MR. KRABS WHOLE WEINER THING
BLOW RIGHT UP IN HIS FACE.
- YEAH.
BLOW UP.
honk!
SQUIDWARD, THAT'’S IT!
[laughs]
BEAUTIFUL.
YOUR KRUSTY DOG, SIR, WITH EXTRA MUSTARD.
- THANKS.
- CAN I BRING YOU SOMETHING ELSE?
OKAY, I GUESS NOT.
THANK YOU, SIR.
WAIT FOR IT, SPONGEBOB, WAIT FOR IT.
NOW!
- YEAH, REMEMBER THAT?
THAT WAS-- OH, MY NEPTUNE!
THAT KRUSTY DOG IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE!
- WHAT? WHERE?
pop!
splat!
[all screaming]
[all muttering angrily]
- IT'’S ALL OVER ME.
- I-I THINK I'’M GONNA BE SICK.
- TELL MY GRANDCHILDREN ABOUT THAT.
- HAVE A NICE DAY.
- SPONGEBOB, WHAT HAPPENED IN HERE?
WHERE ARE ALL ME CUSTOMERS?
WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?
- OOH, I KNOW THE ANSWER.
- HEY, SPONGEBOB, HAVE YOU SEEN MR. SQUIDWARD?
- I THINK HE'’S OUTSIDE ON HIS BREAK.
- PERFECT.
AND KEEP THEM KRABBY PATTIES COMING, BOY.
- AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN!
- MOM, LOOK IT'’S A GUY DRESSED AS A KRABBY PATTY.
- IT'’S NEVER TOO SOON TO START PICKING A GOOD COLLEGE, BILLY.
thud!
- [sighs]
WELL, I GUESS I WAS WRONG AGAIN.
IT CAN ALWAYS GET MORE HUMILIATING.
[laughter]
- YOU'’RE IT!
[giggles]
- NOT FOR LONG.
[laughter]
- HEY, TRY AND CATCH ME, SPONGEBOB.
slam!
- TAG, YOU'’RE IT.
- OH!
THIS GAME'’S TOO HARD.
- I KNOW.
WHAT IF BOTH OF US ARE IT?
- BUT, THEN, WHO'’S GONNA BE NOT IT?
- EXACTLY, NEITHER OF US WILL KNOW.
- OH.
I LIKE NOT KNOWING.
LET'’S PLAY!
- I'’M IT! - I'’M IT!
[laughing]
WHOA!
[screaming]
- SPONGEBOB!
smash!
- HANG ON; I'’M COMING!
[screams]
crash!
[muffled speech]
- WOW, WHAT IS THIS PLACE?
- LOOK AT ALL THIS COOL STUFF!
[laughs]
HA!
I'’M THE CAPTAIN!
YO-HO-HO, YA MATEYS!
ARR!
[both grunting]
EN GARDE!
WHOA!
THANKS, SPONGEBOB.
I GUESS WE BETTER BE MORE CAREFUL.
- LET'’S GO BACK TO THE MAIN DECK.
- OKAY.
[screams] thud!
- PATRICK!
I'’M COMING, BUDDY.
PATRICK?
thunk!
PATRICK!
- OOH, SHINY AND SMOOTH.
- WOW, WHAT'’S THIS?
"MAUNA LOA."
[electronic beeping]
WHOA, I'’M LATE!
GOT TO GET TO WORK.
♪ MAUNA LOA ♪
♪ HOW I LOVE YA ♪
♪ SECRET LOVIN'’ HIDEAWAY ♪
♪ MY MAUNA LOA BAY-YAY-BEE ♪
- SPONGEBOB.
SPONGEBOB.
SPONGEBOB, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I'’VE BEEN SAYING I NEED A KRABBY PATTY
ABOUT A BAJILLION TIMES, AND YOU--
WHAT THE?
[laughs]
NICE PATTY, MICHELANGELO.
I HOPE YOU'’RE NOT EXPECTING AN AWARD ANY TIME SOON.
[laughs]
- OH, THAT'’S JUST MY SECRET--
OH!
[laughs nervously]
HERE YOU GO.
- POROUS FREAK.
- WHEW!
THAT WAS CLOSE.
- SPONGEBOB!
CHECK OUT THE NEW T-SHIRT I JUST MADE.
♪ SECRET HIDEOUT ♪
♪ SECRET HIDE-- ♪
- PATRICK, PLEASE!
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO,
GIVE AWAY OUR SECRET HIDEOUT?
GIVE ME THAT.
- WHAT'’S WITH ALL THE RACKET?
- UH, S-SORRY, SIR.
- PATRICK, IF YOU'’RE GONNA DISTRACT ME FRY COOK,
THE LEAST YOU COULD DO IS BUY SOME GRUB.
- YOU GOT IT, MR. KRABS.
- BACK TO WORK, BOY.
- SURE THING.
[bell chimes]
AR!
- OH, LOOKS LIKE THE WORK DAY IS OVER.
SEE YOU TOMORROW, SIR.
- THAT'’S...
ODD.
- HMM.
WELL, LET'’S SEE.
- COME ON, PATRICK.
WE HAVE TO GET BACK TO OUR...
PLAYGROUND.
- KEEP THE CHANGE, MY GOOD MAN.
- HMM.
A GUM WRAPPER
AND A COIN THAT SAYS "MAUNA LOA."
- MAUNA LOA?
AS IN THE SHIPWRECK MAUNA LOA?
LEGEND HAS IT
THAT THE LARGEST UNFOUND PIRATE'’S BOOTY LIES...
IN ITS RUINS.
- I'’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR THIS TREASURE
NEARLY ME ENTIRE ADULT LIFE,
LOOKING OVER EVERY NOOK, EVERY CRANNY,
EVERY DUMPSTER.
ONCE I GET ME CLAWS ON IT,
I'’LL BE THE RICHEST CRUSTACEAN IN THE WORLD.
- WELL, I GUESS THAT EXPLAINS THIS.
- HMM.
LOOKS LIKE HIM AND PATRICK ARE TRYING
TO HORDE THE LOT FOR THEMSELVES.
- COME ON, SQUIDWARD.
WE'’RE GONNA LET THOSE TWO DINGALINGS
LEAD US STRAIGHT TO THE MAUNA LOA.
- ACTUALLY, I HAVE A HOT DATE WITH MY TOENAIL CLIPPER TONIGHT.
BUT HAVE FUN WITH THAT.
- HEY, PATRICK, DO YOU THINK WE GAVE AWAY TOO MUCH
ABOUT OUR SECRET HIDEOUT?
- OH, GEE, SPONGEBOB.
WHO CARES IF EVERYONE KNOWS ABOUT OUR SECRET HIDEOUT?
- DOESN'’T THAT MAKE THE SECRET HIDEOUT
A LITTLE LESS SECRET-Y?
- WELL, NO.
IT'’S JUST A SECRET THAT EVERYBODY KNOWS ABOUT.
[leaves rustling]
[dramatic music]
WHAT'’S WRONG, SPONGEBOB?
- JUST AS I THOUGHT.
WE'’RE BEING FOLLOWED.
THAT'’S IT.
LOOKS LIKE NO ONE WAS FOLLOWING US
TO THE HIDEOUT AFTER ALL.
- FOUND IT!
- HEY.
WERE YOU FOLLOWING US?
- NO, I JUST SAW THE SIGN.
- [sighs]
- SO YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD HIDE THE TREASURE
FROM OLD MAN KRABS, DID YOU?
- I'’M NOT AWARE OF ANY TREASURE,
BUT I SUPPOSE SINCE YOU'’RE SUCH A NICE BOSS,
YOU CAN HANG OUT AT THE HIDEOUT,
JUST AS LONG AS YOU KEEP IT A SECRET.
[mimicking SpongeBob]
YOU'’RE SUCH A NICE--
YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THIS MALARKEY?
THE OLD STONEWALL, EH?
WELL, WE'’LL SEE ABOUT THAT.
WHERE'’D YOU TWO BLUNDERERS FIND THE GOLD COIN?
- IF MY EYES WEREN'’T BURNING LIKE THEY WERE FULL OF LAVA,
I COULD SHOW YOU.
- PUSHOVERS.
[laughing]
- I KNEW I'’D FIND IT!
CHECK IT OUT, FELLERS!
COLD, HARD DOUBLOONS!
- UH, YOU MIGHT WANT TO TAKE A CLOSER LOOK AT YOUR COINAGE.
- EH? WHAT'’S THIS?
"TOKEN HAS NO MONETARY VALUE"?
TOKENS?
THIS MUST BE A DECOY.
- AHOY, MR. KRABS.
MAYBE THEY HID THE LOOT OFF-SHIP IN THAT SHED.
- HEE-HEE!
WHAT THE BARNACLES?
IT'’S JUST FULL OF TICKETS.
- WELL, YOU USUALLY DO FIND TICKETS IN A TICKET BOOTH.
- TICKET BOOTH?
- AND WHY ARE THERE HEIGHT RESTRICTIONS ON THE CREW?
- "MUST BE THIS TALL TO RIDE"?
- WELL, MAYBE THEY HAD SOMETHING AGAINST SHORT PEOPLE.
I LIKE THEIR LITTLE CLOTHES.
- "CAPTAIN'’S QUARTERS."
THERE MUST BE SOME TREASURE HERE, MR. KRABS.
- OUT OF ME WAY, BOY.
I KNEW IT.
THE LOST TREASURE OF THE MAUNA LOA
IS FINALLY MINE.
I CAN PRACTICALLY TASTE THEM JEWELS.
THAT WAS A LITTLE LIGHTER THAN I THOUGHT.
HUH?
IT'’S EMPTY.
NO GOOD!
HA HA!
VERY CLEVER, CAP'’N.
THROWING KRABS THE OL'’ RINGER, EH?
HE MUST HAVE A TREASURE MAP OR SOMETHING.
WHERE YOU KEEPING IT?
IN YOUR POCKET?
PLASTIC?
HANG ON A MINUTE.
PLASTIC CAPTAIN, A TICKET BOOTH, TOKENS.
THIS AIN'’T THE WRECK OF THE MAUNA LOA.
IT'’S THE WRECK OF THE MAUNA LOA AMUSEMENT PARK RIDE.
[both gasp]
- NO WONDER WE WERE SO AMUSED.
- WELL, I'’M NOT.
- REMEMBER, YOU'’RE ALWAYS WELCOME BACK
AT THE SECRET HIDEOUT.
- THIS PLACE AIN'’T GOT NO TREASURE.
KEEP YOUR WORTHLESS HUNK OF JUNK.
- OKAY, BUT WOULD YOU MIND
KEEPING THIS WORTHLESS HUNK OF JUNK A SECRET?
WOULDN'’T BE MUCH OF A SECRET
IF WE HAD A MILLION PEOPLE SHOWING UP.
- HO, HO, HO, DON'’T FLATTER YOURSELF.
PEOPLE WANT TO SEE THE REAL THING.
IT'’S NOT LIKE A MILLION PEOPLE JUST SHOW UP
TO AN OLD AMUSEMENT PARK RIDE FOR FUN.
WAIT A MINUTE.
THAT'’S EXACTLY WHAT THEY DO.
HO, HO, HO!
BRACE YOURSELVES, FELLERS.
YOUR HIDEAWAY IS ABOUT TO BECOME
THE WORST-KEPT SECRET IN THE SEA.
- WELCOME TO THE WRECK OF THE MAUNA LOA.
ARR.
HOW MAY I HELP YOU?
- I'’LL TAKE TEN TOKENS, PLEASE.
- STEP RIGHT UP.
DON'’T BE SHY.
EXPERIENCE THE AMUSEMENT AND TERROR
OF THE WRECK OF THE MAUNA LOA.
[crowd hollering]
all: WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!
- THAT'’S RIGHT, FOLKS,
WE SPARED NO EXPENSE
IN RESTORING THIS CLASSIC SHIP TO ITS FORMER GLORY.
- SORRY, HONEY, BUT YOU'’LL HAVE TO COME BACK
WHEN YOU'’RE A BIG BOY.
- OH, I DISAGREE.
I'’D SAY THE LITTLE FELLER'’S JUST RIGHT.
[laughs]
[all muttering indistinctly]
- IT'’S GONE, PATRICK.
OUR SECRET PARADISE IS GONE FOREVER.
- AND, ALAS, EVEN THE JOYOUS SHRIEKS OF CHILDREN
CANNOT LIFT MY SUNKEN HEART.
- HOW ABOUT ANOTHER RIDE TO CHEER YOU UP?
- LET'’S DO THIS!
[all cheering]
- WHOO-HOO-HOO!
clang!
[all cheering]
[machine powering up]
[crowd screaming]
[laughter]
- WHOA!
- [laughing]
[all gasp]
[all screaming]
[both laughing]
- WHOA!
boom!
both: WHOO!
WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!
[both laughing]
- THAT WAS AWESOME!
- YEAH!
TOTALLY REALISTIC.
- REALISTIC?
THAT REALISM NEARLY COST US OUR LIVES.
- MR. KRABS PUT ALL OUR LIVES IN DANGER
WITH THIS CARELESS CONTRAPTION.
- WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?
OUR LITTLE BOY COULD'’VE BEEN HURT
ON YOUR DISASTER OF A RIDE.
- OKAY, PEOPLE, LET'’S NOT DO ANYTHING WE MIGHT REGRET.
- TOO LATE FOR THAT, KRABS.
- WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
YOU CAN'’T TAKE ME TO THE POKEY.
- FOR OPERATING A DANGER TO PUBLIC SAFETY I CAN,
AND I WILL.
HONESTLY, I THINK YOU'’LL BE SAFER IN PRISON.
- WELL, BUDDY, I GUESS WE REALLY LOST OUR SECRET HIDEOUT
THIS TIME.
- AND JUST WHEN EVERYONE WAS STARTING
TO FIND OUT ABOUT IT, TOO.
- OH, WHO KNOWS, PATRICK?
THE NEXT FUN, FUN PLACE MIGHT BE JUST AROUND THE CORNER, HUH?
- WELL, I DOUBT IT.
[both screaming]
slam!
"THE REAL MAUNA LOA"?
OOH.
PATRICK, CAN YOU KEEP A SECRET?
- NOPE.
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[lilting ukulele music]
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