- 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]
[rollicking ukulele music]
*
- [with French accent] BIKINI BOTTOM PRISON.
HOME OF THE WORST OF THE WORST...
[growling]
AND, CURRENTLY OF THAT LITTLE MISCREANT, PLANKTON,
OTHERWISE KNOWN AS NUMBER 6-5-5-3-2-1.
- ALL INMATES TO "A" LEVEL.
[doors clanking]
[squishing]
[murmuring]
- COME ON, NUMBER 6-5-5-3-2-1.
LET'S MOVE IT!
- YEAH, YEAH, KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON.
- PSST! HEY, SHELDON.
- SPONGEBOB!
WHAT IN THE SEASHELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?
- MR. KRABS ARRANGED FOR ME TO WORK HERE ON WEEKENDS.
HE WANTS ME TO KEEP AN EYE ON YOU.
- EXCUSE ME.
DOESN'T THIS COUNT AS CRUEL AND UNUSUAL PUNISHMENT?
- PIPE DOWN, PIPSQUEAK!
- LOOK! THEY EVEN GAVE ME A TRAINING BATON.
[squeaking]
[overlapping chatter]
HI, KAREN!
LOOK, PLANKTON!
KAREN CAME TO VISIT.
AND SHE BROUGHT YOU A CAKE.
- DO YOU MIND?
- OH, UH, I'LL BE RIGHT OVER HERE.
- SO, HONEY, IS YOU-KNOW-WHAT INSIDE?
- YOU MEAN FLOUR, SUGAR, MILK AND EGGS?
- NO! [softly] NO, THE SECRET INGREDIENT.
- OH, YOU MEAN LOVE.
- I MEAN, THE FILE.
- WHAT? THE FILE?
WELL, I'M GLAD YOU'RE NOT THE BAKER IN THE FAMILY.
THE FILE?
WHO WOULD PUT A FILE IN A CAKE?
[bang]
- KAREN, YOU'VE GOT TO GET ME OUT OF HERE!
[pop, thud]
[grunting]
WHEW!
- YOU GONNA EAT THAT?
- I'M NOT EVEN SURE WHAT THAT IS.
- THANKS. - WAIT A SECOND.
I DIDN'T SAY YOU COULD-- - YOU GONNA DRINK THAT?
THANKS. - HEY! I NEED THAT!
FOR MY BONES! [screams]
[groans] - [clicking tongue]
SOMEONE DIDN'T FINISH THEIR BEANS.
- THEM'S MY BEANS.
- OH. WELL, ENJOY.
- WAIT! PUT ME DOWN!
OH-OH.
YOU CAN'T EAT ME!
I'M BIKINI BOTTOM'S MOST EVIL GENIUS!
- HEY! WHAT DID YOU SAY?
- I SAID, "I'M PLANKTON, BLAST IT!"
- YOU AIN'T PLANKTON. - [gulps]
- WE'RE ALL BIG FANS OF THAT MANIACAL LITTLE MISCREANT!
[overlapping yelling]
- THAT'S PLANKTON!
AND YOU DON'T LOOK NOTHING LIKE HIM.
- HEY! I'M IN HERE!
I'M PLANKTON!
- OKAY! THAT DOES IT!
HERE COMES THE PAIN.
[engine roaring]
- ARE WE NEAR THE AIRPORT?
[bang] - OW!
[clang, clank]
[whimpering ukulele tone]
[grunting]
[clears throat]
HEY! GATHER 'ROUND, FELLOW CONVICTS!
IT IS I,
THE ONE AND ONLY SHELDON J. PLANKTON,
EVIL GENIUS!
all: [gasping] THAT'S HIM!
- SO LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT.
YOU LOWLIFES RESPECT ME?
- ARE YOU KIDDING?
YOU'RE CRIMINAL ROYALTY.
EVERY CRIME YOU COMMIT IS MORE DANGEROUS
THAN THE LAST.
- YOU'RE THE WORST GUY IN THIS JOINT.
AND THAT MEANS YOU'RE THE GREATEST,
IN OUR TWISTED EYES!
- WE'D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU, BIG GUY.
- [laughs]
WITH THIS PACK OF CRIMINALS,
I COULD STEAL THE SECRET FORMULA LIKE THAT!
OKAY, GANG.
WE NEED TO BUST OUT OF THIS JOINT.
ANY THOUGHTS?
- UH... - OW!
- DUH... - WE COULD WAIT FOR PAROLE?
- WE COULD ASK THEM NICELY.
- YEAH, I CAN SEE WHY YOU'RE STILL IN JAIL.
THINK, PEOPLE!
WE NEED A PLAN.
- WE COULD BUST OUT OF HERE IN NO TIME,
IF ONLY WE HAD SOME CHUM.
- YEAH! THAT'S WHAT WE NEED.
YEAH, GOOD OLD CHUM.
SAY WHAT, NOW?
- CHUM'S AMAZING.
- THAT'S WHY YOU'RE OUR HERO.
- YOU'RE THE CREATOR OF CHUM.
- CHUM? WHAT USE IS CHUM?
- IT MAKES A GREAT DISGUISE.
[tense music]
[splash]
OH! IT'S WORKING!
IT'S TWISTING MY APPEARANCE!
- [screams] WHAT A HIDEOUS MONSTER!
PLEASE TAKE THIS MONEY
SO I DON'T HAVE TO LOOK AT YOUR DISGUSTING FEATURES!
- [chortles]
YEAH, WORKED GREAT.
UNTIL, YOU KNOW, THEY CAUGHT ME.
- HAVE YOU EVER TRIED EATING IT?
- HEAVENS, NO!
- YOU KNOW WHAT ELSE CHUM IS GREAT FOR?
ROBBIN' BANKS.
[tense music]
*
[bucket clanging]
all: [coughing]
- THE STENCH OF CHUM IS UNBEARABLE.
- BUT HAVE YOU TRIED IT ON A BUN?
- NO WAY, BROTHER. NEVER.
I LIKE MY TONGUE IN ONE PIECE.
- EVERY CROOK IN TOWN USES CHUM.
- REALLY?
MAYBE I OVERLOOKED CHUM'S HIDDEN POTENTIAL.
FELLOW NE'ER-DO-WELLS,
IF IT'S CHUM YOU WANT,
IT'S CHUM YOU SHALL HAVE.
LUCKILY, I HAPPEN TO KNOW THE RECIPE.
IT'S TIME FOR A JAILBREAK!
[cheering]
LISTEN UP, YOU REPROBATES!
CHUM REQUIRES SPECIALIZED INGREDIENTS
OF THE HIGHEST QUALITY.
- MR. PLANKTON, DOES THIS MEET
YOUR RIGID MANUFACTURING STANDARDS?
- HMM, YOU THERE.
SNIFF THIS SOCK.
[hacking, coughing]
- YES!
LET US BEGIN.
CULTURED FUNGUS GROWTH MEDIUM.
- HERE YOU GO, BOSS. [splash]
- SUBTROPICAL VEGETAL MATTER.
- DUH, RIGHT HERE.
- ORGANIC FILLER.
- GOTCHA COVERED.
- HEY, YOU!
COME HERE!
BLOW.
LIVE BACTERIAL CULTURE.
[splash]
NOW, TO SECURE THE CONTAINMENT VESSEL.
[clang]
AGITATE PRELIMINARY COMPOUND.
[toilet flushes]
[banging]
AND QUALITY INSPECTION.
[heavenly choir] * AHH
all: [gasping] OH!
- BOYS, I THINK IT'S TIME WE EVACUATED THIS INSTITUTION.
all: HUH? - [sighs]
IT'S TIME TO BREAK OUT OF PRISON, YOU DOPES!
all: OOH!
- A JAILBREAK?
I'VE GOT TO WARN MR. KRABS.
[hornpipe music]
- NOT BAD.
IF I COULD ONLY PAINT 'EM SMALLER.
- MR. KRABS! - [screams]
WHAT IS IT?
- PLANKTON'S BREAKING OUT OF JAIL TONIGHT,
AND HE'S COMING TO THE KRUSTY KRAB
WITH A BUNCH OF CRIMINALS
TO STEAL THE KRABBY PATTY FORMULA!
[panting]
WHAT DO WE DO?
- TONIGHT, EH?
THAT DOESN'T LEAVE ME MUCH TIME.
THIS IS GONNA BE CLOSE.
BUT WE'LL BE READY FOR 'EM.
- [whistling]
WHOA-HO-WHOA, THERE.
WHY ARE YOU TWO OUT OF YOUR CELLS?
- REGGIE THINKS THIS HANKY SMELLS LIKE KELP BERRIES.
- OH, HE DOES, DOES HE?
I'LL BE THE JUDGE OF THAT.
[glass shatters]
[tense music]
*
- CHUM! [splat]
DETONATOR!
IS THIS DETONATOR MADE OUT OF SOAP?
- I CARVED IT MYSELF.
- LAUNCH ME!
- [inhales powerfully]
[pop] - [grunts]
[pop, plop]
[timer blipping]
- FREEZE, PLANKTON!
HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!
[timer blipping]
- OH-OH.
[whoosh, plop]
[cheery ukulele music]
*
IT WORKED!
- IT'S A JAILBREAK, MEN!
QUICK! TO THE WALL!
BEFORE THEY ESCAPE!
all: RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN!
RUN! RUN! RUN! RUN!
JUMP! JUMP! JUMP! JUMP!
- WHAT IN THE NAME OF ELECTROLYSIS?
- NICE TRY, PRISONERS.
BUT YOU'LL NEVER PENETRATE A WALL OF LIVING GUARDS.
LET'S ROUND UP THOSE ESCAPING MISCREANTS!
OH, DEAR. I CANNOT MOVE!
IT APPEARS THAT WE HAVE BECOME ENSNARED
IN OUR OWN DEFENSES.
[grunting]
- OH, MY.
[laughs]
THAT IS A DILLY OF A PICKLE.
OH, WELL.
IF YOU CAN'T ESCAPE THROUGH THE BACK WALL,
I GUESS WE'LL HAVE TO LEAVE THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR!
[doors slam]
[whooping]
QUICKLY, MY FELLOW FELONS.
FOLLOW ME TO THE KRUSTY KRAB!
[whooping]
- OH, MR. KRABS!
THEY'RE ALMOST HERE!
- DON'T WORRY, SPONGEBOB.
WE'RE READY FOR 'EM.
- I GAVE YOU YOUR FREEDOM.
NOW BRING ME THE KRABBY PATTY FORMULA!
[whooping]
all: HEAVE-HO! [banging]
HEAVE-HO! HEAVE--
[crashing]
[whooping]
- THEY GOT PAST ME.
[screams]
ME RESTAURANT!
- [laughs] YES.
WITH MY NEW GANG OF VICIOUS CONVICTS,
YOU'RE NO MATCH FOR ME NOW, KRABS.
FELLOW JAILBIRDS,
BRING ME THE KRABBY PATTY FORMULA!
- SORRY, BOSS.
WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE FOR IT,
BUT WE CAN'T FIND IT.
- DID YOU TRY LOOKING IN THE SAFE?
- OH.
[grunting] [bang, crash]
- EUREKA!
[evil laugh]
- PLANKTON, DON'T DO IT!
- SORRY, KRABS,
NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW.
- EXCEPT THE LAW.
[tense music]
*
- WHAT'S HAPPENING?
- SPONGEBOB WARNED ME YOU WERE PLANNING A JAILBREAK.
SO I TOOK THE PRECAUTION
OF HIDING THE ENTIRE BIKINI BOTTOM POLICE FORCE
IN ME SAFE.
- COME ALONG, PLANKTON. [tapping]
IT'S BACK TO JAIL FOR YOU.
- [groans]
[spank] HEY!
WATCH WHERE YOU'RE POINTING THAT THING, BUSTER.
- JUST MOVE ALONG.
- WELL, THANKS TO YOUR HARD WORK,
THE KRABBY PATTY RECIPE IS SAFE.
- AND YOU WIN AGAIN.
[rumbling]
[crashing]
- YEP, I'M A WINNER.