- 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!
[laughing]
♪ ♪
[waves crashing]
[klank, klunk]
- [panting]
- Welcome, everyone,
to the Secret Anchor Arm Wrestling Club.
- Oh, yeah!
[cheering]
- [grunts]
- [groaning]
- Give it up, old man.
You're nothing but a soft shell, Krabs.
- [grunting]
- [yelps]
- [grunts] [cheers and applause]
- Yeah!
- I win! Again.
[laughing]
That's me penny pinching hand.
[laughing]
[cheering]
both: Hup, hup, hup, hup, hup.
- This old soft shell is ready to twist another wrist.
Who's next?
- Oh. - [laughing]
- I am!
all: Huh?
- Huh?
[all murmuring]
- You got a problem with that, Eugene?
[laughing] His name's Eugene, by the way.
- [laughing] I got no problem with that,
Shel-don.
His name's Sheldon, by the way.
[both grunt]
[cheers and applause]
[bell chimes]
- [groaning]
- It's humiliation time, Krab-cake.
I've been working out for months to bring you down.
[growling]
- [groaning]
What's...goin' on here?
I can't...hold it! - Any last words?
- Just...one.
Sucker!
[laughter]
- Yeah!
- Next!
- [groaning]
- Next!
- I'll get--
- Next! - You--
- Next! - Krabs.
- [laughing]
I'm the champion,
hands down.
[cheers and applause]
- I'll get you for this, Krabs.
You'll rue the day you--
Aah!
- Yeah!
- [groaning]
[whimpering]
Oh, why do I try to compete with Krabs?
He always goes long and I always fall short.
Will I ever get the upper hand?
Huh?
[clam cawing]
That's it!
My glove!
My big, beautiful, bone-crushing glove!
Thank you, clam. - [caw]
[dramatic music]
[laughs]
[thunder crashing]
[yelps]
♪ ♪
- [growling]
- The pinky is wiggling!
Wiggling!
[laughs menacingly]
- [grunting]
- Let's see Krabs throw down this gauntlet.
[laughing]
Hiyah! - [groaning]
[neighing]
- Ohh...
- [yawns]
- Ohh...
- I want a rematch, Krabs.
- Bor-ing.
But, whatevs.
- [gasps] Oh, no,
not a hand cramp. Not now!
Luckily, I have a last-minute substitution standing by.
[whistle blows]
[thudding steps]
[all gasp]
- Ow!
[thudding]
- Ooh--
- [moaning]
[bell chimes]
- [grunting]
[groaning]
[shouting]
Any...last...words?
- [laughing]
[whistle blows]
- [groaning] Wha--
- Just one.
Sucker!
[laughing]
- Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait now--
Aah--
Huh? No, no, no, no-no-no-no!
- Ta-da!
Let's give a big hand to the new champion.
[whistle blows]
Okay, move it, filthy fingers.
Hiyah! - [gasps, whimpers]
- Aw, too bad Krabs isn't here to catch me
with my glove in the cookie jar.
[laughing] Bust the doors!
[whip slaps] - [neighing]
- Bust this one, too!
- [growls]
[growling]
- And now, for the secret formula.
Open says me!
[whip snaps] - [groaning]
[growling]
[whip snaps]
- Don't hand me that.
I command you!
Please don't hurt me!
Whew.
- [growls]
[sizzles]
- [yelps]
[yelling] Hot! Hot sauce!
Aah! [gibbering]
[groans]
- Look out! - Huh?
- Oh!
[glove growling]
- Uh-oh. That glove is gonna destroy
Bikini Bottom, and I'm gonna get blamed for it.
[gasps] I hate prison food!
But I can't stop that monster all by myself.
This is an emergency!
[yelps]
"Emergency Box."
That's convenient.
- [laughs] Morning.
What is your emergency, sir?
Oh, hi, Plankton.
- I need a hand with something, kid.
Hop to it. - Don't worry, sir.
No matter what the emergency, I've seen it all before.
- [yells]
- I've never seen that before!
- Usually it's sitting quietly on top of the Chum Bucket.
- Well maybe we can talk to it. - Talk is cheap.
I just need you to push this button when I say so.
Hey, fist-face!
Prepare for annihilation.
Push the button, SpongeBob.
[laughing] Huh?
- [sobbing] I can't do it.
I can't shoot the glove. It's wiggling.
[all shouting]
- [whimpering] - I said, push it!
[groaning]
[rapid beeping]
[laughing] What?
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [screeches]
- [panting] Why are you here, again?
- I'm helping.
[laughs]
Listen to me, Plankton.
You can't fight a big monster like that with hate.
You can only defeat them with love.
- Blaaaghhh!
Love?
Yikes.
That's too brutal.
Let's do it!
- Ooh, we're in disguise. [giggles]
- Pipe down, SpongeBob, or you'll blow our glover!
I mean cover!
- [feminine giggle]
- [growling]
- [giggles] - Ooh.
[sniffs]
Ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo.
- [giggling]
- [grunting] - [giggling]
- It's working, SpongeBob. He's in love.
[laughs] The big dope.
- [giggles] Love.
Ooh! Ha. Mm!
- [chuckling]
- Oh. - [humming]
[whimpers]
[slurping]
[gasps]
- Check, please.
- [growls] - [shouts]
[panting]
- [moaning]
- I'm sorry, Plankton. You came to me for help
and I failed. [sobbing]
[coughs] It's all right, kid.
Keep your pants on.
- Huh? Keep my pants on?
Keep my pants on! That's a great idea.
- Are you insane? I said keep them on!
- Don't worry, you'll see. [clears throat]
♪ Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? ♪
- You do. - Yeah!
- [shouts]
- Thanks for the pants, Hans,
but could you help me with another problem?
- I'm always here to help you, SpongeBob.
High five.
- High five!
- Ouch!
I get it. To catch a huge glove,
you need a huge hand.
- Oh, yeah.
- You're a genius, SquarePants!
- That old glove could be anywhere by now.
How are we gonna find him?
- Hmm, let's see. If I was a glove,
where would I go?
- Ooh, ooh, I know!
[upbeat music]
- Daddy, I want it.
- Now, Timmy, you already have one of those
glove toys at home.
- Not this one. That one!
- [shouts]
[all yelling]
- Uh-oh. - [growls]
[all yelling]
- Hey, Glove-zilla!
Someone needs to teach you some Swedish manners.
- [whimpers]
[yelling]
both: Sic 'em, Hans!
- [barking]
- [yelling]
- I challenge you to a duel.
- [growling]
- Give him the old five finger discount, Hans!
- But only love with defeat the glove.
[both grunting]
Oh, look, they're playing rock, paper, scissors!
One, two, three...
- Yeah! Nothing beats scissors.
- Oh, except rock.
[both whimper]
[both grunting]
Oh, my goodness. It's a thumb war.
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
[both shouting]
[all shouting]
[intense music]
♪ ♪
- I can't beat the glove, SpongeBob.
It's too strong. You need to create a diversion.
- Diversion, eh? Hmm...
- Hmm...
Oh!
Aha!
No. Hmm...
- Hmm...
- We need a bullhorn, stat.
- I am a bullhorn, stat!
- Hey, finger face.
Your grandma was a combat boot.
[laughing]
- [grunts]
- [whimpers]
- [growling]
[giggling]
- I've got him! How do I look?
- Aw, they fit each other just like a glove.
[laughs]
- [laughs] Hardy-har-har.
- He's harmless now, SpongeBob.
See you tomorrow morning. I'll bring the pants.
- [laughing]
What? Hey!
Come back. That glove is irreplaceable.
Or is it?
[grunts]
That looks way better than a glove.
And it's a combat boot, to boot.
[humming]
Ouch!
- Yeah!