- 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]
[lilting ukulele music]
*
- ANOTHER ORDER? OKAY.
GET READY, SPATCHY.
TIME TO GRILL UP ONE MORE
GOLDEN, PIPING HOT KRABBY-- HUH?
"DOUBLE DIP MILKSHAKE."
GEE, I HAVEN'T MADE ONE OF THOSE IN A WHILE.
[accordion music]
*
ORDER UP!
ONE DOUBLE DIP MILKSHAKE.
WAIT!
I ALMOST FORGOT--
THE CHERRY ON TOP.
THERE YOU ARE, SIR, A PERFECT DOUBLE DIP MILKSHAKE.
ENJOY.
- WELL, IT LOOKS DELIGHTFUL.
[slurping]
THIS THING'S FROZEN.
BARNACLES!
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DRINK THIS?
YUCK.
THIS SHAKE IS DISGUSTING.
WHY, YOU PROBABLY DON'T EVEN HAVE A LICENSE TO MILKSHAKE.
- A LICENSE TO MILKSHAKE?
WELL, OF COURSE I DO, SILLY.
AND IT DOESN'T EXPIRE UNTIL-- [gasps]
SEVEN YEARS AGO?
- YOUR MILKSHAKE LICENSE EXPIRED SEVEN YEARS AGO?
OUTRAGEOUS!
I DEMAND A REFUND.
- [chuckles] HEY, NOW.
LET'S NOT SAY THINGS WE MIGHT REGRET LATER.
TELL YOU WHAT, YOU COME BACK TOMORROW,
AND SPONGEBOB WILL MAKE YOU A PROPER MILKSHAKE.
[giggles] ALL RIGHT, SEE YA TOMORROW.
- WHERE ARE WE GOING, MR. KRABS?
- I'M TAKING YOU BACK TO SCHOOL.
all: ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR.
ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR. ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR.
[tires screeching]
- THERE YA ARE, BOY, THE MILKSHAKE ACADEMY.
YOU KNOW, BOY, MILKSHAKIN' TECHNOLOGY
AND KNOW-HOW HAS ADVANCED SINCE YOU WERE LAST A CADET.
- I SHALL DO MY BEST, SIR.
- HEY, LOOK, UP IN THE SEA.
- [playing trumpet]
- I DON'T THINK HE'S WEARING A PARACHUTE.
- AT EASE, CADETS.
- MMM.
- WELCOME TO THE MILKSHAKE ACADEMY.
I'M YOUR INSTRUCTOR CAPTAIN FROSTYMUG.
LET'S NOT BEAT AROUND THE BUSH HERE, BOYS.
YOUR MAMA'S NOT HERE TO WIPE THE WHIPPED CREAM
FROM YOUR CHINNY-CHIN-CHINS,
AND I'M NOT HERE TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR BENDY STRAWS.
MY SOLE PURPOSE IS TO TRANSFORM YOU
FROM MERE GUPPIES INTO COOL, COLD-DRAFTED,
CHILLED TO THE BONE, ICE CREAM-BLOODED,
LICENSED, MILKSHAKE-MAKIN' GUPPIES.
BUT YOU MUST PROVE YOURSELVES WORTHY OF THIS DISTINCTION.
DO YOU CONSIDER YOURSELF WORTHY, CADET SQUAREPANTS?
- YES, SIR, WORTHY AND READY.
- I SEE.
THEN THIS FIRST TEST WILL BE A BREEZE.
WHAT DO YOU CALL THIS?
- OH, THAT'S EASY.
IT'S AN ICE CREAM SPATULA.
[laughter]
- THAT'S ENOUGH.
THIS, CADET SQUAREPANTS, IS YOUR SCOOPER,
THE MOST VITAL WEAPON IN THE MILKSHAKER'S ARSENAL.
IT'S CLEAR THAT MOST OF YOU UNDERSTAND THE FUNDAMENTALS.
NOW IT'S TIME TO SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO.
CADETS, MAN YOUR MILKY, MILKY STATIONS.
- A FEW MORE BELLS AND WHISTLES THAN I'M USED TO,
BUT I THINK I CAN WORK WITH THIS.
[rapid beeping]
OH, DEAR.
[machine whirring]
- [slurping]
FANTASTIC.
NICE AND CREAMY MOUTH FEEL.
[beeping rapidly]
SQUAREPANTS APPEARS TO BE HAVING PROBLEMS AGAIN.
SCOOP, PLEASE EXPLAIN WHERE HE HAS GONE WRONG.
- SIR, YES, SIR.
SIR, HE IS ATTEMPTING TO USE
THE UPPER CONTROL PANEL TO MIX, SIR.
EVERY CADET KNOWS THAT THESE ARE TELEMETRIC FUNCTIONS,
AND ALL BLENDING CONTROLS ARE ON THE LOWER PANEL, SIR.
- OH, THAT'S RIGHT.
[chuckles] HOW SILLY OF ME.
MR. KRABS IS RIGHT.
MILKSHAKIN' SURE HAS CHANGED OVER THE YEARS.
[machine beeping and whirring]
- VERY GOOD.
BUT HOW DOES IT TASTE?
MAYBE WE NEED TO GET BACK TO BASICS.
LISTEN UP, CADET SQUAREPANTS.
IF YOU WANT TO MAKE A SHAKE,
YOU GOTTA KNOW HOW IT FEELS TO BE A SHAKE.
BEHOLD THE SHAKE SIMULATOR.
IN YOU GO, NOW! MARCH!
HUT, TWO, THREE, FOUR, HUT, TWO, THREE, FOUR, HUT.
TO TEACH THIS UPSTART A LESSON,
I'M SETTING IT TO OBLITERATE.
[all gasp]
- BUT, SIR, NO ONE'S EVER SURVIVED OBLITERATE.
SILENCE! HE NEEDS TO LEARN, CADET.
- [yelling]
- NOW, LET'S SEE HOW THE BOY TURNED OUT.
- THAT WAS FUN. CAN I GO AGAIN?
- [growling]
NEVER IN MY 30 YEARS OF MILKSHAKE CONSTRUCTION
HAVE I HAD SUCH AN UNTEACHABLE MORON.
CADETS, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEAS
ON HOW TO TEACH CADET SPONGEBOB?
- YOU'D BE BETTER OFF TEACHING A HUNK OF CORAL, SIR.
[laughter]
- I'LL SHOW YOU.
I'LL SHOW YOU ALL THAT I CAN MAKE A MILKSHAKE.
[rock music]
*
- WHEN YOU FIRST CAME TO ME,
JUST FOUR SHORT HOURS AGO,
YOU WERE NOTHING BUT A BUNCH OF SODA JERKS.
BUT NOW, YOU STAND BEFORE ME PROUD, MIGHTY,
MILKSHAKE MAKIN' MACHINES.
IT IS WITH GREAT PRIDE I BESTOW UPON YOU
YOUR MILKSHAKE OPERATOR LICENSE.
NOW COME UP HERE AND GET 'EM.
WELL, I'M AFRAID THERE ARE NO MORE MILKSHAKE LICENSES.
AND DO YOU KNOW WHY?
- UM, THE PRINTER RAN OUT OF INK?
- NO, YOU SIMPLETON.
THERE AREN'T ANY MORE MILKSHAKE LICENSES
BECAUSE YOU DON'T GET ONE.
- WHY NOT?
- HMM, LET'S SEE.
MAYBE IT'S GOT SOMETHING TO DO WITH THE FACT
THAT YOU COULDN'T EVEN GET PAST STEP NUMBER ONE
OF MAKING A MILKSHAKE,
FILLING THE GLASS WITH ICE CREAM.
- NO, CAPTAIN FROSTYMUG, I CAN DO IT.
LET ME SHOW YOU. I JUST KNOW I CAN.
- NO.
HERE, LET ME SHOW YOU.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO RAISE THE CUP UP TO THE SPINNY THING.
UGH. THE-- THE SPINNY THING.
[techno music]
*
- BOY, I CAN'T WAIT TO HAVE ONE OF YOUR RENOWNED SHAKES,
SIR FROSTYMUG. - COULD YOU MAKE ONE?
- YOU'VE TRIED THE REST, NOW PREPARE FOR THE BEST.
[all screaming] - IT'S FREEZING!
- NO!
- WHAT'S WRONG, CAPTAIN FROSTYMUG?
- I HAVEN'T TOUCHED A MILKSHAKE MACHINE IN 20 YEARS.
DEAR NEPTUNE'S THUNDERCLAP!
I'M STUCK IN THE BLENDER!
HELP!
- CAPTAIN FROSTYMUG!
- OH! MY ARM! AAH!
- DON'T WORRY, SIR, I'M COMING.
I GOT YA, CAPTAIN. [grunts]
- SAVE YOURSELF, BOY.
I'M A GONER. - NO!
I'M NOT LEAVING YOU BEHIND.
[metal clanking]
[grunting]
- THANKS, SPONGEBOB. [coughs]
YOU KNOW, NO ONE'S EVER TREATED THIS OLD CAPTAIN
WITH MUCH KINDNESS.
AND IN RETURN, I'D LIKE TO TELL YOU A LITTLE SECRET.
ALL THESE YEARS, I'VE BEEN ABLE TO MAKE MILKSHAKES
WITHOUT A MACHINE BECAUSE MAKING MILKSHAKES
REALLY COMES FROM WITHIN.
DOES THAT MAKE SENSE?
- NOT AT ALL.
ONE MILKSHAKE, COMING RIGHT UP.
- YOU'VE REDEEMED YOURSELF, SPONGEBOB.
THIS IS THE BEST MILKSHAKE I'VE EVER HAD.
- YO, I WANT ONE TOO!
- WHERE'D YOU LEARN THOSE MOVES, SPONGEBOB?
- THAT WOULD BE FROM ME.
AND IN LIGHT OF RECENT EVENTS, SPONGEBOB,
I'D LIKE TO GIVE YOU THIS.
- [gasps] MY MILKSHAKE LICENSE!
[sniffling] IF ONLY IT WERE THIS EASY
TO GET A VOTING LICENSE. [laughs]
[lilting ukelele music]