- 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]
[jaunty nautical music]
♪ ♪
- Oh, these are delicious.
[loud roar] [all exclaim]
- What was that?
- Think it came from Krabs' office.
Maybe he's in trouble.
- I'll save you, Mr. Krabs! [grunting]
- [growling]
- Ooh, Mr. Krabs, thank Neptune you're okay.
[grunts]
[stomach roaring]
- [grunts] - [babbles]
Eww, what was that noise?
- Huh? Uh, I didn't hear nothing.
Everything's completely normal. - Huh.
- Okay, closing time! Everyone out!
[motor clanking]
[all hollering]
[all groaning]
all: Huh?
- Eh--o-okay... [laughs nervously]
See you tomorrow.
- But Mr. Krabs,
Squidward and I don't want to leave work early.
Right, Squidward? - [babbling]
- Oh, Mr. Krabs, I could still--
A nickel?
And it's the same temperature as Mr. Krabs.
Ooh, he's gonna want this back.
[panting] - [whining]
Ooh. [goofy groaning]
[grunting]
- [panting]
Follow that boat! [grunts]
[tires squeal]
[grunts]
[moans]
- Sorry about all those speed bumps, kid.
And the cactus patch and the demolition derby.
- "Roast moblem, Orfficer."
[grunts]
- [groaning]
- Mr. Krabs! - [shrieks]
SpongeBob, what are you doing here, boy-o?
- [grunts] I brought your nickel, silly.
[bell rings]
- What is this place, and what are you doing here?
- Nothing, I've never been here before in my life.
- Eugene, got your usual here:
one big steaming plate of chum!
Enjoy. - [belches]
- "Usual"? "Chum"?
"Enjoy"?
Oh, I don't understand, Mr. Krabs.
- Oh, I suppose there's no hiding it, boy-o.
It all started back in me old Navy days.
I was a young seaman on a dangerous mission
deep in enemy territory.
[bell dinging]
- Meal time.
[overlapping shouting]
- Somehow, in the madness of battle,
I became separated from me crew.
[yawns, smacks lips]
It took hours of fighting
and sneaking and scraping to get back to me ship,
but by the time I got there,
our supplies had been decimated.
Oh...
All we had left was chum...
and I hadn't eaten since noon.
I was starting to feel peckish.
[groaning]
Hmm? Mm? Mmm!
But, oh, that flavor.
Sweet and gamy
with a creamy, chunky mouthfeel.
Mmm.
Oh, I've had a chum monkey on my back ever since.
[monkey screeches]
Been eating the stuff in secret for years now.
Just got a taste for it.
One of them survival things, I suppose.
[grunts] Mm-mm.
[creature babbles] - [groans]
- Oh, uh, look, SpongeBob,
I don't want this getting out, you understand?
[laughs] Especially to Plankton.
So what do you say, huh? - [groaning]
- Keep me shame a secret, huh?
For old Mr. Krabsy? - [babbles]
[laughs] You got it, Mr. Krabs.
My lips are sealed. - Glad to hear it.
Okay, see you tomorrow. - [grunts]
- Sal, I'm feeling hungry tonight.
How's about another plate of chum?
- Oh, sorry, Eugene,
that was my last plate of chum, ever!
I'm closing the Slop Pail permanently.
♪ ♪
- [gasps] What?
[gulps]
- Yep, I'm moving to Shell City to make it big in the pictures.
Just imagine this mug on a movie screen
30 feet wide!
[laughs]
See you in the movies!
[tires squeal]
- But where will I get me chum from?
[eagle screams]
- Gosh, Mr. Krabs, I've never tried to make chum before.
I don't even know what the ingredients are.
- Ugh, well, uh,
it's, uh--it's made from...
- Hmm? - [inaudible whispering]
- [groaning] Eww.
[groans]
Um, I don't think I can make that for you, Mr. Krabs,
but I can make you some chum-free chum.
You won't even be able to tell the difference.
- I sure hope you're right.
- Later... - [humming]
Behold: three takes on chum a la SpongeBob.
- Ooh.
- The secret ingredient in this one?
Krabby patties. - [munching]
- Well? Huh?
- It's delicious!
Too delicious! [grunts]
Next.
[whimsical music]
- To capture the natural bouquet of the chum,
I made this batch entirely from old snail litter.
- [gasps]
[hoarsely] A little dry.
Next!
[plate clatters]
- Ooh, I think you'll like this one.
I know I do. [giggling]
It's made from wishes and love.
- [belches]
[giggles, grunts]
It's too sweet.
Oh, none of these are right, SpongeBob.
I think this old chum chewer
needs some time alone.
[whimpering]
[sobbing] [stomach screeching]
Oh, the Chum Bucket's the only place in town
still selling chum,
but I can't go crawling to Plankton for help.
No, I won't.
I got too much pride for that.
♪ ♪
Oh, come, there's gotta be some chum in here somewhere!
- Uh, hello? - [screams]
- Who--who's out there?
- All right, miscreant, come over here
where I can destroy you! [grunts, groans]
[dramatic music]
- [gasps] both: Krabs?
- What are you doing here? [grunts]
- Nothing, nothing! I, uh, lost my shoe!
See? Found it. [laughs]
Okay, bye. [stomach roars]
- Hold it.
What's going on with you, Krabs?
Your clothes are a mess
and your stomach's making strange noises.
- What are you talking--I'm... [stammers]
Oh, fine!
I'm hooked on chum, okay?
- Say what?
- Look at me now!
Digging through garbage for scraps!
[sobbing] - [exhales sharply, slurps]
You actually like chum?
- How is that possible?
Nobody likes chum! It tastes terrible!
- [grunts] Shh!
Mute your speaker, Karen.
This pathetic display is giving me an idea.
All right, Krabs, old buddy,
how would you like a lifetime supply of chum?
- Really?
- Sure, for the low, low price
of the krabby patty secret formula!
- [shrieks] No, no, I can't!
Not me formula. - You sure, Krabs?
Just breathe in that noxious smell.
[sniffs] Mmm, mmm.
[gags]
- [whining]
- You know you want it.
[laughs evilly]
- [hooting]
Ah-ha! [grunts]
- [grunts] Ah-ah-ah.
Not until I have the formula.
- [growls] Oh, fine!
I'll be right back.
[door creaks]
Ah. [panting]
[grunts] Huh?
- Hi, Mr. Krabs.
- What are you doing here, SpongeBob?
- Oh, when I can't sleep,
I come here to be close to the formula.
It comforts me.
- Well, comfort time's over now!
I'm trading the formula to Plankton
for a lifetime supply of chum.
Oh?
- I can't let you do that, Mr. Krabs.
You'll thank me for this later.
Okay. [grunting]
- [growls] - Gotta get a better grip.
- [sighs] - Okay, okay.
- Plankton, where are you?
I got the formula! I'm here to collect me chum!
- I'm up here, Krabs!
- [sighs] - Whoa!
- Oh... - [grunts]
- Whoo-hoo! Just look at that chum!
And it's for me! [laughing]
- Oh, I'm so sorry, Krabs.
You foiled too many of my plans over the years
for me not to double-cross you now.
This time, I have the upper hand!
[both grunt]
[grunts, laughs]
Get it? "Upper hand"?
[laughs] I win and you get nothing!
- [grunts, hollers]
[both hollering, grunting]
[dramatic music]
[all gasp] all: No!
♪ ♪
- [screams]
- You and SpongeBrain can see yourselves out, Krabs.
Ta-ta! [laughs]
Alley-oop!
- Oh, no, this is terrible!
Oh, my formula's gone!
I'm ruined!
And hungry!
- Wait, Mr. Krabs! Plankton is tiny.
It'll take him forever to swim through that chum.
You can get to the formula before him,
but you're gonna have to eat like the wind.
- You're right, boy-o!
I can do this!
- Whoo!
- [munching]
- Go, Mr. Krabs, go! - [slurping]
- Whoo! No, don't fill up on bread!
The chum! Eat the chum!
- Right! [sucking]
- Hmm. [babbles]
- Oh...
[belches]
- Mr. Krabs, you did it!
You saved the secret formula.
- Oh, and I think I killed me taste for chum too.
See? [groans]
I'll never touch another bite of the stuff
as long as I live.
Oh... - Hey, where'd Plankton go?
- Hold still.
This isn't the first time this has happened.
- [grunting]
- Hmm, could take him a while to get out.
- What should we do while we wait?
- [whines]
- You'll never get away with this, Dr. Kelpington!
- Mm, could you pass the popcorn?
- [grunts, screeches]
- Get me out of here!
- Shh.
♪ ♪