Squidward: One Krabby Patty for
                    table two. Spongebob, I don’t have the whole day.
                      
                      Spongebob: Oui, oui. Un Krabby Patty, Monsieur.
                      First, les patty. (flips patty in air and through one
                      of his holes)
                      
                      Squidward: Come on, Spongebob!
                      
                      Spongebob: Next, les ingredients. Ah, whee! (catches
                      food all around his body) Les mustard. (squirts
                      some in eye)
                      
                      Squidward: Will you quit fooling around, where’s
                      my Krabby Patty?
                      
                      Spongebob: Les hold on a second! (takes his head
                      off and shakes it then puts it back on) And voila. (pulls
                      out a Krabby Patty under Squidward's nose) It’s
                      under your nose!
                      
                      Squidward: You’re killing me Spongebob! Ha
                      ha ha ha...you really are.
                      
                      Spongebob: Look at it, Squidward. Mr Krabs gift
                      to all of Bikini Bottom, the Krabby Patty.
                      
                      Squidward: Ok, give it to me. (patty jumps off
                      plate and climbs all over the kitchen stuff) Come on
                      Spongebob, stop it!
                      
                      Spongebob: I swear, I’m not doing anything!
                      Mr Krabs! The Krabby Patty is haunted! (Mr Krabs stabs
                      the patty with his leg)
                      
                      Mr Krabs: Avas, ye patty pirate! This is no ghost.
                      It's Plankton! Stealing me booty!
                      
                      Plankton: Hear me Krabs. When I discover your formula
                      for Krabby Patties, I’ll run you out of business.
                      I went to college! (picks up Plankton) Hey! Let
                      me go!
                      
                      Mr Krabs: I’ll let you go all right, squirt.
                      On a flying saucer! (puts Plankton on a plate throws
                      the plate back to the Chum Bucket) Back to the Chum
                      Bucket with you!
                      
                      Plankton: You’ll pay for this Krabs!
                      
                      Spongebob: Uhh...Plankton, sir?
                      
                      Mr Krabs: Aye, he’s been trying to steal me
                      secret formula for years. But you haven’t got it
                      yet, have ye bug? Ok. (Spongebob laughs) Enough
                      lad, it wasn’t that funny. (Spongebob laughs more) Get
                      back to work! (stops laughing)
                      
                      Spongebob: Ok Mr Krabs, see you tomorrow!
                      
                      Mr Krabs: Good night, me boy!
                      
                      Plankton: Psst...young man. (Spongebob looks
                      around) Yes, over here. Come on boy, a little closer. (walks
                      forward) Closer... (walks closer) Not that close! (steps
                      on Plankton) You blasted barnacle head! I mean, hi!
                      
                      Spongebob: Plankton? What do you want?
                      
                      Plankton: I just want to talk. You could say we’re
                      friends, right?
                      
                      Spongebob: Umm...no.
                      
                      Plankton: Acquaintances?
                      
                      Spongebob: No.
                      
                      Plankton: Well, we’re both invertebrates,
                      aren’t we?
                      
                      Spongebob: I guess so.
                      
                      Plankton: You see? Everything works out. I have
                      something for you. I’ve been keeping it in my secret
                      compartment. (takes out a golden spatula) Ching!
                      Sparkle, sparkle.
                      
                      Spongebob: Wow! A golden spatula! And its even got
                      my name on it!
                      
                      Plankton: It’s a gift! A gift from a friend. (hugs
                      Spongebob’s thumb) Friends give each other gifts.
                      And tomorrow is my birthday. (puts on a birthday hat
                      and on Spongebob’s thumb and takes out a cake) And
                      you know what I’d like more than anything in the
                      whole wide world? (blows out the candles)
                      
                      Spongebob: A booster seat?
                      
                      Plankton: Booster seat? Hot dog! I mean, no. What
                      I want for my birthday from you my friend, is one of those
                      tender...delicious...Krabby Patties!
                      
                      Spongebob: You just want to be friends so you can
                      get your hands on a Krabby Patty! And I bet it’s
                      not even your birthday tomorrow.
                      
                      Plankton: Gee, and I thought you were stupid.
                      
                      Spongebob: You’ll never get a Krabby Patty
                      from me, even if we are friends! Never, never, never, never!
                      
                      Plankton: Oh, I’ll get a Krabby Patty and
                      you’re going to hand-deliver it to me personally!
                      You weak-minded fool! (takes out a record player and
                      plays evil music and laughs along with it)
                      
                      Spongebob: Good night, Gary.
                      
                      Gary: Meow.
                      (Spongebob goes to sleep then Plankton jumps up as a
                      flower on Spongebob's bed)
                      
                      Plankton: Spongebob, you will be mine! (pulls
                      out the record player and laughs with it but instead it
                      plays the ABC’s. Plankton flips the record and laughs
                      again then pulls out a map of a brain while in Spongebob's
                      head) It should be in here...but where? (standing
                      on the brain) Where? Oh. This will be the beginning
                      of the end! (Spongebob turns over on his left side and
                      the brain rolls over Plankton) Ouch! Stupid brain.
                      Come back here you swine! (Spongebob rolls around a
                      couple more times until the brain stops and Plankton tapes
                      it down) That’s it brain, you’re going
                      down! Yes, yes, that’s grand. (takes out some
                      blueprints) And now, for my very elaborate and college-educated
                      plan. (Plankton puts the antenna in Spongebob's brain) And
                      now it’s time for a little wakey-uppy. (Plankton
                      touches the 'total control' button with his foot that tells
                      Spongebob to wake up)
                      
                      Spongebob: Morning already? (Plankton shifts
                      the controls to where Spongebob's legs are at his side) I...I
                      feel a little funny today.
                      
                      Plankton: I have you now! (Spongebob walks to
                      the kitchen)
                      
                      Spongebob: Time for a well-balanced breakfast. (crashes
                      through the wall and through the fridge) This isn’t
                      what I had in mind. (walks toward his pants) Let
                      me just grab my pants. (runs into pants but doesn’t
                      put them on) I guess I’m not wearing any pants
                      today. (crashes through the wall) I guess I’m
                      not using the door either. See you later Gary…I
                      guess.
                      
                      Gary: Meow.
                      
                      Spongebob: You’re right, Gary! There is something
                      wrong with me! Squidward! Squidward! Wake up! I need some
                      help! Squidward! Help!
                      
                      Squidward: Be quiet, Spongebob! (crashes through
                      Squidward’s wall)
                      
                      Spongebob: Help!
                      
                      Squidward: Spongebob! What are you doing? I’m
                      talking to you! Spongebob! (Spongebob crashes through
                      the opposite wall then turns head) Spongebob, are you
                      mad? 
                      
                      Plankton: Shut your mouth, you medioc re clarinet
                      player.
                          
                          Squidward: Mediocre?
                          
                          Plankton: You pretentious little insignificant
                          artist. Your snivelly creations are worth less than
                          a protozoa’s waste!
                          
                          Spongebob: Something must be wrong with my brain! (rolls
                          his eyes to the back of his head and notices Plankton) Plankton!
                          What kind of friend are you? 
                          
                          Plankton: Nonsense. You never liked me anyway.
                          You wouldn’t even come to my birthday party!
                          
                          Spongebob: Get out of my head! Leave me brain
                          alone! Never! Never! (laughs evilly and walks out
                          backwards. Spongebob walks through Patrick’s
                          rock and then onto the Krusty Krab)
                          
                          Plankton: How about a little take-out!
                          
                          Spongebob: No, never! You can’t fool me
                          Plankton, you want the Krabby Patty secret formula! (walks
                          into the Chum Bucket)
                          
                          Plankton: You are going to hand it over to me
                          personally!
                          
                          Spongebob: No, no, no! There’s no one
                          here.
                          
                          Plankton: Don’t remind me. Brace yourself
                          Spongebob, this is my lab! (walks into a room with
                          a video of a Labrador Retriever then walk into Plankton's
                          laboratory) And this is my laboratory! And did
                          I ever show you my record player? (pulls it out
                          and plays dramatic music)
                          
                          Spongebob: I must fight! (tries to break
                          free but can’t)
                          
                          Plankton: No, no, no. There, you see how much
                          easier it is when you help, friend? How do you like
                          my analyzer? It tells the ingredients of whatever I
                          put into it. (a mechanical arm puts in some seaweed
                          in the analyzer)
                          
                          Karen: Seaweed: 50% Sea; 50% Weed. (picture
                          of the seaweed appears)
                          
                          Plankton: Impressed? Now let’s reveal
                          that secret formula. (pulls the lever forward making
                          a couple of Spongebob's fingers slip off) And this
                          little piggy brought home a Krabby Patty. (more
                          fingers let go of the patty) This little piggy
                          will help me drop it in. Any last words, Spongebob
                          Secretpants?
                          
                          Spongebob: I just have to say I’m sorry
                          I let Mr Krabs down. I let all of Bikini Bottom down.
                          But worst of all, I let you down, you delicate little
                          Krabby Patty.
                          
                          Plankton: Mmm.
                          
                          Spongebob: With your tasty, juicy, scrumptious,
                          warm, steamy goodness.
                          
                          Plankton: Steamy... (a real patty is shown
                          being created)
                          
                          Spongebob: I’ll never forget your 100%
                          all-secret patty, secretly assembled with undersea
                          cheese, pickles, lettuce, tomato, onion, all secretly
                          steamed between two fluffy seaweed-sea buns. (Plankton
                          drools)
                          Plankton: Yes…yes…yes!! (jumps
                          at the patty) Come to poppa! (Plankton bounces
                          off the patty and goes in the analyzer) Oh boy.
                          
                          Karen: Plankton: 1% Evil, 99% Hot Gas. (shows
                          Plankton on the screen)
                          
                          Plankton: Well this stinks.
                          
                          Spongebob: Well patty, I guess we can go home
                          now.
                          
                          Plankton: Spongebob, that’s my Krabby
                          Patty! (Spongebob walks out and the doors swing
                          open and close a few times) Give it back you porous
                          freak! I command you! My patty! No!! I’ll settle
                          for some fries.
                          
                          End