Patrick: I wonder if I can order pizza with these things. SpongeBob: Please, contact immanent Patrick. Patrick: SpongeBob, you're gonna need to speak up. SpongeBob: Should we turn around and check? SpongeBob: Is he still after us, Patrick? SpongeBob: I can't speak up Patrick, there's a jellyfish here and I'm worried it might sting me if I make any loud. SpongeBob: Oh, I think I landed on my pain center. SpongeBob: Patrick, look! There's a weird thing sticking out of the ground right there. Patrick: That's just Squidward sunbathing again. I think there's something buried underneath it.
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SpongeBob: Phew! Nothing like a little manual labor to put some hair on your chest, eh, Patrick? And I'm gonna go get some shovels so we can dig it up. SpongeBob: Plus look at what we unearthed! A UFO! Go on, you first. Hey, Patrick, look! We're moving! And here's the steering wheel! SpongeBob: Well, there's gotta be a light switch around here somewhere. Squidward: Am I getting paid extra for this conversation? Where are all the customers? I know the Krusty Krab isn't Bikini Bottom's most prestigious eatery, but at least it's better than that salty old Chum Bucket across the street. Krabs: Quiet, Squidward, I'm brainstorming! Ooh, ooh! What if instead of bringing customers to the Krusty Krab, we could bring the Krusty Krab to the customers? Squidward: Well, since you can't bring any customers into the Krusty Krab, have you ever thought about bringing the Krusty Krab to the customers? Can't you just pretend to listen for once in your life? Do it for old Mr.
Squidward: La la la la la la la la la la la la. Krabs: Yes, of course! But how? SpongeBob: Can we park here? Hey, Mr.
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