- 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]
[cheerful music]
♪ ♪
both: Five, four, three,
two, one!
[rumbling]
- Ah!
- You know, it's remarkable how chum goes bad
every week right on time.
- Yeah, just like your underpants.
- What?
They're good for another month.
Heh. Heh, heh.
[wolf whistle]
- Now go and get rid of that chum
before the Health Inspector gives us a fine.
And don't play with it!
- [laughing] But it makes a funny sound!
- [growls]
- [yelps]
- [belches] - [yelling]
[whimpering]
[grunting]
[panting]
[grunts, mumbling]
Hm. No chum dumping.
$1 billion fine.
Eat chum, sign! Yah!
[laughing]
Ha-ha! [chuckles]
[straining]
Eugene H. Krabs!
[thud]
[grunting]
I guess I've used this sewer hole
one too many times.
[mumbling]
[grunting, yelling]
[sighs] Hm.
[humming]
[babbling]
Those evil painting lessons
I took really come in handy.
[humming]
- And so I said to Andy that, uh--
Yeah, Larry. I'm gonna have to call you back.
[dial tone]
- Oh, yeah, the old wishing well.
I'll just dump some chum in here.
[grunting]
[panting]
Huh?
[pop, sizzling]
Guess I've gone to this well once too often.
[gasps] Wait, I know!
Ee! I wish this well was empty of chum.
Geee! Ha!
Lousy rip off.
[wheels creaking]
[shimmering chimes]
- Huh? Hm.
And I'm back.
[snails meowing]
- Oh. [meowing continues]
[grunts]
- Hm. - [meows]
- [laughing]
Whoa-whoa-whoa! [laughing]
Whoo! [laughs] Whoo!
[laughing, wailing]
That was unbelievable!
Wait a minute. What is this? Chum?
- No, of course not.
It's...it's, uh, a gift!
- A gift? For who?
- For you. For everyone.
- Sure looks like chum.
[peaceful music]
- It's new chum. It's delicious.
[gags]
- New chum? Ooh, let me try.
- No!
Uh, you have to wait.
For, uh, like a holiday.
- Holiday? What holiday?
- Um.
Chum Day...?
- Chum Day. Tell me about Chum Day.
What's it like? What do you do?
- I'll tell you all about it
if you help me hide all these gifts.
- Oh, boy! Chum Day.
A brand new holiday!
Okay, Gary. You can go home.
- [meows]
[car door shuts, engine revvs]
[tires screech]
- Was that his car? - No.
Ooh, and does it snow chum on Chum Day?
[giggling] - Uh, sure.
- Do the kids make chum men? What about icicles?
Do you call them [giggles] Chum-cicles?
- Yeah, whatever.
Wait a minute. This is Krabs' house.
- Uh-huh. I thought we could hide his chum gifts inside
by pumping them through the window.
Oh, darn, the window's closed.
- Hey, what's that?
[laser blast]
The window's open. - Yay!
[grunting excitedly]
[chum spurting, oozing]
[footsteps approaching]
- [yawns] Who's there?
Wha--[groans]
["Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy"]
[snoring] - Aw.
♪ ♪
Shh.
[muttering] I bet he has visions of sugar chums
dancing in his head. [giggles]
- Let's keep moving.
[bright orchestra music]
- [giggling]
- [gurgling]
[chum spurts]
- [muttering merrily]
[TV playing]
[muffled gasp, screaming]
- And we'll drink chum-nog and sing around the chum-chum tree
and there'll be colorful chum lights all over town.
- Yes. That'd be good. Heh heh.
[hollow thudding]
Sounds like there's only one scoop left.
- Ooh, that one's for you!
Let me hide it. I want to hide it!
- [groans]
[grunts]
- Okay now, go home so you don't see where I hide it.
- Oh, no, I wouldn't want to see that.
What a numbskull.
- [singsongy] No peeking!
- Well, Plankton, you got rid of it all.
And with no chum-uppance.
[chuckles] Whoa.
[laughing]
- [yawns] What time is it?
I guess I should hide Plankton's Chum Day gift
before Chum Day's all over.
Aha! I bet Plankton would never think to look in the sewer.
[grunts]
Oh. Chum. Oh, well.
Maybe I can get a little more in there.
Hm?
[grunting]
[chuckles]
[rumbling]
[bright music, bells ringing]
♪ ♪
- Caution wet chum!
[wailing] Whoa-whoa-whoa!
Slippery when chum?
- Mmm, nummy!
- Don't eat chum off the sidewalk. Bah!
- There's chum here! - Ew!
[chattering angrily]
- What's with all the chum? - Call my lawyer!
- [straining]
What has that yellow idiot done?
[chattering angrily]
- Our homes have been ruined
by you and your stinking chum!
- Your chum ruined my hair!
- Your chum made me dumb!
- You were already dumb.
- Well, it didn't make me any smarter!
- Get him! all: Yeah!
- [yelps]
[groans] [bell rings]
[chorus sings "chum" to tune of "Carol of the Bells"]
♪ Chum, chum, chum, chum, chum-chum-chum-chum ♪
[light, twinkling music]
- We shouldn't be fighting.
It's Chum Day.
- Chum Day? - What's Chum Day?
- ♪ Deck the sea with lumps of new chum ♪
♪ Chuma chuma chum, chum chum chum chum ♪
♪ 'Tis the season to be chum dumb ♪
♪ Chuma chuma chum, chum chum chum chum ♪
♪ Don we now our chum apparel ♪
♪ Chuma chuma chum, chum chum chum chum ♪
♪ As we sing this stinky carol ♪
♪ Chuma chuma chum, chum chum chum chum ♪
♪ ♪
Chum! Chum! Chum! Hello, I'm Chum-ta Claus.
- So anyway, back to the mob violence.
[all growl] [children laugh]
[chattering, laughter]
- Merry Chum Day, everyone.
- Huh? - Hm?
[chattering happily]
- Strong grip, huh? Yeah. [laughs]
- I officially declare today
Chum Day! - [yelps]
[all cheering]
both: [humming] Ah.
- Whoa! Yay!
- Whoo. Heh. Tastes really bad.
- But the holiday spirit is keeping us in denial.
- Gristle toe?
[alarm blares]
- Mwah. - [chuckles]
- [yawns]
[gasps]
Huh? Ah. You!
Boy! What day is today?
- Today? - Such an intelligent boy.
A remarkable boy. Yes, today!
What is today?
- Why, it's Chum Day!
- Then I haven't missed it.
Wait a minute. Chum Day?
That's disgusting!
[amazed chatter]
- You all love Chum Day?
[mutters excitedly] It was me!
I invented Chum Day!
Chum Day is copy-written by me--[whimpers]
- Uh, excuse me, are you responsible for all this chum?
- Yes, that's right. You're welcome.
- Well, as the Health Inspector,
I've got something for you.
- Hm. $1 billion!
[whimpering] Bleh!
- You know, there is a way out of paying the fine.
- I'll do it. What is it?
- You can eat up all the chum.
- [gulps, coughing]
Isn't there anyone that knows the true meaning of Chum Day?
- I know. - Huh?
- Lights, please.
And lo, there was chum.
A food that turned from revolting to festive
by magical thinking.
And the goodwill of chum
clogged the hearts of fish kind
and ushered in a new--
[laughter]
- Several days later...
[laid-back music]
♪ ♪
- [mutters, groans]
[fatigued muttering]
[ukulele music]
♪ ♪