- Are you ready, kids?
Aye, aye, Captain!
- I can't hear you.
Aye, aye, Captain!
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants! - Ready?
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants!
Spongebob Squarepants!
- Spongebob
Squarepants!
Giddee-up!
Yah!
Weren't you gonna put your vacation slides
in the projector, Patrick?
- Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah!
- Patrick, those are hash browns.
- Hash browns!
- Umm, Patrick? The slides?
- Right! The slides!
Voila!
Uh...now what?
- Now you put the slides in the projector.
- Right! I knew that.
Put the slides in the projec--
Tor.
Don't worry, Spongebob.
I've got something even better!
Okay. Here we go.
There I was-- - oh! A shadow puppet show!
- Please, no interruptions. - Sorry.
- As I was saying,
I was lyin' around my house,
not even planning to have a vacation
when I heard a knock at my door....
For clammin' out loud!
Aww, sheesh!
I'm still not there yet?!
- Patrick!
Patrick! What have you done to yourself?
- I've been waking up,
eating, sleeping,
waking up, eating, sleeping,
waking up, eating, sleeping for my whole life without a rest!
I need a break from the hustle and bustle
of my everyday life.
It's so exhausting!
Help me, Spongebob! Please help me!
- Pal, what you need is a vacation!
- That's it! I need a vacation!
- So you'd like a vacation.
- Guh?! Oh, great!
Another thing for me to--
- yes, he'd like a vacation!
- Well, your options are endless, Mr. Star!
Anywhere from beautiful, white Sandy beaches
to exhilarating jungle safaris.
It all depends on your budget.
- I guess I'll just have to stay home.
- "Stay home"? That's it!
You can take a "stay-cation"!
- What's that? - Take your vacation at home!
No packing, no travel.
Just do whatever you want to do!
Best of all, it's free! - Oh, boy!
All right, Patrick, enjoy your staycation!
- That's what I'm gonna do, buddy!
- Welcome to star rock inn, sir.
My name is "Todd". Can I check you in?
- I don't know. Can you?
- Ah, yes, star... star...Star...
Patrick star, room .
Your key, sir. And please don't hesitate to let us know
if there's anything we can do to make your stay more comfortable.
May I take your bags, Mr. Star?
- I don't have any ba. Uhh...
- Follow me, sir. Your room is right this way.
Your room, sir.
- Oh, dear. - Is something wrong, Mr. Star?
- Well, um, honestly, I'm not sure
I like the way this room is arranged.
- Arranged?
Mr. Star, are you sure about this?
- No, i-- maybe it's the walls.
- I got it.
Let's put the room back the way it was originally.
- The pool is one of the star rock inn's
most relaxing features.
- Oh! A pool!
Pool.
Where's the diving board?
- The diving board?
Ooh. Oh, one diving board, coming up!
Your diving board, sir!
- All right!
- You okay, sir?
- My head is swimming just fine, thank you.
- Oh, no!
Lifeguard on duty!
Are you okay, sir?
- So cold.
- This calls for cpr.
Candy peppermint resuscitation!
- So weak.
Strength...
Returning.
But I'm still hungry. - Follow me, sir.
Boing!
If you would take your seat, sir.
Your dining bib, sir.
- Wow! What luxury.
- One krabby Patty coming up!
What, no tip?
- Hey!
What kind of resort is this?
Where's the entertainment?
You are absolutely right, sir!
Presenting the Spongebob follies!
What the hey!
- Boring.
- Lame.
- Lift off.
- Well? What do you think?
- You are smokin'!
- Aw, it was nothing.
- No. No, you're really smoking!
- What?
Oh, no! The krabby Patty!
My tummy is still lonely!
Ahh! Delish!
Oh! Silly me. I forgot the napkin.
And now an elegant meal for an elegant person.
- I am quite refined.
- What are you doing here?
- I'm on vacation!
The last resort I was staying at was a dump,
but this place is awesome!
Oh, hey, waiter. Napkin, please.
- Mr. Star?
Your meal is ready!
Patrick? Where is he?
Patrick, you dim-witted moron.
Get out of my kitchen!
- Good idea.
I think I'll head over to the spa.
I could use a massage.
- Get this into your tiny, tiny, little, tiny brain:
This is not a resort.
It's my house. There is no spa.
And you can't get a massage!
- Oh! Oh! Oooh! Yeah, that's the spot.
Oh, hey, you should get a massage too.
- Pfft! Not likely.
- What the hay.
Move over.
I want a deep tissue treatment, and don't forget the feet.
- So tired.
- Patrick, what are you doing here?
- That resort next door is too crowded.
Then I found this place. It's quiet and peaceful.
Good night, Spongebob.
Wake up, laddy.
Hi, Mister Krabs.
- You have another nasty ol' dream?
Patrick in your bed again?
Aye.
Well, good night, laddy. - Good night, sir.
Salutations, puny mortals!
I am the great genie of the slide carousel! Oooh!
Endure my vacation slides or I shall Grant you three miseries!
- Hey, it's supposed to be three wishes!
- Silence, red one!
Withstand my slides!
- Oh, for... - Yay!
- Everything okay in there, oh great genie?
- What, are you mocking me, kid?
Of course everything's not okay! I can't show my slides!
- Well, that's not the "can do" spirit!
La.
- Now we're cookin' with blubber.
My second honeymoon.
It started out just as any romantic getaway should:
With five days of round-the-clock surveillance.
- Whoa!
Ooh, a letter!
Thank you, Mr. Mailman!
Boy, if I weren't already on parole...
Mail call!
- Attaboy!
It's free tickets!
- Free tickets! For what, Mister Krabs?
"You and a guest have won a week of relaxation
on a luxury ocean cruise ship."
- Whoo-hoo! Works for me!
Gentlemen, I'm leavin' you in charge.
See ya when I see ya!
- Oh, Mister Krabs. This says "you and a guest"!
- Well, I suppose I could make that extra ticket available
to, say,
whoever wants to be me manservant!
- Right this way, sir!
- You might as well hand over
that secret formula right now!
'Cause once you shove off, it's as good as mine!
What in sea bottoms?
- Lookie here, boy,
I'm bringin' along the secret formula
as a precaution...
Just in case our absence proves too tempting
to a certain one-eyed creepy-crawly.
- Well played, krabs. Well played, indeed!
But as usual, this "one-eyed creepy-crawly"
is one step ahead of you!
Ya can't beat plan b!
Ya can't beat it!
Oh, this is gonna be so sweet!
Karen, we are going on a luxury cruise!
- A cruise? Just the two of us?
Oh, Plankton!
Hey, if this is another scheme to steal the secret formula,
you can leave me home!
- No, of course not.
Just think of it as our second honeymoon.
- Don't you have to have a first honeymoon
before you embark on a second?
- Why don't I bump up those vacation settings up a smidge?
- Oh, Plankton, this second honeymoon
is going to be so great!
- Yeah, it's gonna be groovy, babe.
Now, a quick check of the vacation inventory.
Suntan lotion, sunglass, death laser...
- Got it!
Did you see the pretty laser, honey?
- See it?! It almost split me in half!
- Whoops! Sorry!
I'm just so excited about our cruise!
Cruisey cruise cruise!
Cruise!
Cruise! Cruise!
Cruise...
- Gotta rethink that vacation algorithm when we get back.
Nothing tops kickin' back
next to my loving computer wife
and soaking up the rays.
- Oh, I hope I don't get screen burn!
- Let me give you a hand with that, honey!
- Oh, Plankton! You're such a sweet husband
when you aren't obsessing over that stupid secret formula!
- There he is, that swabby fool!
Your turn now, krabs.
- Plankton? Who are you denouncing now?
- Oh, the...Hors d'oeuvres guy!
He's late with my nibbles again!
- Oh, don't get all worked up, Plankton.
Let's just focus on spending some quality time
together alone for a change.
Now push me back up to the top!
Push me to the top!
- Would you like a nibble, sir? - Is that kelp cheese?
- That snack is as big as you are!
Very funny, Karen.
Perhaps you should have married a pile of cheese!
That's it!
Whee!!
Squish!
- Did you hear that?
- I could have sworn I heard plankteron.
- Hey...me, too.
- Oh, well. One more time around the deck!
- I'm so exhausted!
How's it going, honey?
Oh, hi, Plankton!
I must have activated sleep mode!
Oh, what a great idea this was,
getting away from your usual shenanigans!
- Yeah, heh heh, sure is.
- Uhh, just sit back while I massage your wheels.
- Now you're making me so tired...
- Sleep well, babe.
Whew! That was close!
- Boy, I am so sweaty.
I hate you, krabs.
- Whoo-hoo!
- You're not getting away this time!
I'm feeling lucky!
- Oh, yeah! Whoo-hoo!
- Go, Mister Krabs!
- I don't care anymore!
Formula or no formula, I'm taking you down!
- Whoa! Whahh!
All right, all right. I give up!
I know when I'm beat.
- Ooh! What's all this?
"Free land food"! Sounds so exotic!
This looks promising.
Bleh!
That tastes like putrefied coral stems
dipped in rotten butter sauce.
- Mmm...yeah.
- Ugh, how can anyone stand this slop?
Makes me miss our grub back at the old krusty krab.
Spongebob, be a good manservant
and fix me up a krabby Patty, would ya?
- A good fry cook is never far from his grill, sir!
- What is that delicious smell?
- I don't know, but I want it, whatever it is!
- Order up, Mister Krabs!
Looks like we got a business venture on our hands.
This vacation just got a whole lot more lucer-ative,
if ya know what I'm saying.
Krabby patties!
Come and get your krabby patties!
- Ahem! Good day, sirs!
I would like to pilfer your--
I mean, purchase a krabby Patty.
- Watch me sucker this guy.
That'll be a mere $ !
- That's all? Why, certainly!
- Come to daddy!
Hey, wait a minute.
There's chum all over this bill!
Hey, buddy, where'd ya get this?
- From the same place this is going--
the chum bucket laboratory!
Nice doing business, krabs!
- Noo!
- Stand back, sir.
Leave this to your trusty manservant.
Choke on that, you big--
- I knew you were up to something!
I can't believe you tried to fool me
for your own selfish needs!
My second honeymoon ruined!
Well, technically,
it's your first. - Oh, would you can it already?
I guess I have no choice
but to turn up the settings on my vacation app.
- I don't think that's such a good--
- If I wasn't on parole...
- Me customers!
Ah, this vacation is a total bust!
- Thanks, my sweet little gondolier!
This is gonna be the best... honeymoon ever!
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A square yellow sponge named SpongeBob SquarePants lives in a pineapple with his pet snail, Gary, in the city of Bikini Bottom on the floor of the Pacific Ocean.
A square yellow sponge named SpongeBob SquarePants lives in a pineapple with his pet snail, Gary, in the city of Bikini Bottom on the floor of the Pacific Ocean.