(WAVES CRASHING)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(CREAKING)
Once upon a time,
long, long ago...
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SCRAPING)
(SCRAPING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(SEABIRD CAWING)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)
Once upon a time,
long, long ago--
Come on!
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SCRAPING)
(CLANKS)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)
Once upon a time,
long, long ago...
one unlucky sailor
fell under an ancient
wicked curse.
And thusly, he became known
as the dreaded
Flying Dutchman.
(THUNDER BREAKING)
Legend has it,
the only way to lift his curse
is through the pure heart
of an innocent.
Henceforth,
the Flying Dutchman
is doomed
to wander the seas
in search of
this magical soul.
A precious youth
with an innocent mind.
Will he find this soul?
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(ECHOING) Does such
a soul even exist?
(SPONGEBOB LAUGHING)
SPOOKY KIDS:
Who lives in a pineapple
Under the sea?
(FLYING DUTCHMAN
LAUGHS WICKEDLY)
(CROWING)
(CALM HAWAIIAN MUSIC)
(JELLYFISH BUZZING)
(SNORING) Meow. Meow. Meow.
(SNORING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(DINGS, CUCKOOS)
(HORN BLARES)
RADIO DJ:
Good morning!
This is Rocket Fuel Randy
on BKNI 101,
and I got the jet fuel
to get you rocking.
Are you ready
to get the day started?
SINGER ON RADIO:
Chicka-chickahh
I'm ready.
(OH YEAH BY YELLO
PLAYING ON SPEAKERS)
Wah! Wah! Ooh!
RADIO DJ: Big things
are happening today.
Today's the day!
I just know it.
Things feel different.
My whole life is
about to change.
Meow.
I know I said that
yesterday, Gary.
Meow.
And the day before.
Meow.
And a bunch of days
before that.
But today is different.
(FANTASTICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
RADIO DJ: Big things in store.
(SQUEAKS)
(CRANKING)
Well, what's it say, Gary?
Meow.
What? That can't be.
Meow.
Gary, what's it really say?
Meow-ow.
(ANGRILY) Gary.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Meow.
Whoo!
Do you know
what this means?
Meow.
For the last time,
we are not rehoming you.
No, this means
I'm exactly 36 clams high!
Meow.
I know it doesn't seem
like much, Gary,
but that half a clam I grew
changes everything.
Meow.
That's right, Gary-licious.
Everyone's gonna look at me
in a brand new way.
(FEET SCREECHING)
(CLICKS)
ICE SPICE: (RAPPING)
Big guy, big guy
Big, big guy
Big guy
Because now...
I'm a big guy.
ICE SPICE:
SpongeBob Big Guy Pants okay
Big things 'bout
to happen today
I woke up feeling
a brand new way
Big, big guy
Big guy
Big guy!
ICE SPICE:
SpongeBob Big Guy Pants okay
Tight fit, square hips
Doing a dance
in my big guy pants
Big guy.
ICE SPICE:
SpongeBob Big Guy
Pants okay
Big guy.
ICE SPICE:
Ain't a jellyfish,
but I'm the catch
(GRUNTING)
Feel like that fish
so I'm puffing my chest
Big guy.
(GRUNTS)
(RAP SONG ENDS)
Well, catch you later,
Gare Bear.
I'm off to do
some important stuff
that only big guys like me
are allowed to do.
Uh...
Whew. We're gonna need
a bigger doorway.
Meow.
Morning,
Squidward!
Want to hear
my big news?
Oh, sure.
Let me go mark some time
on my calendar.
Hmph!
Great! Let me know when!
(WHISTLING)
Good morning, Patrick!
Good morning!
Who are you?
Patrick, it's me!
(GRUNTING)
Grandma?
You're upside down!
No, Patrick,
it's me, SpongeBob.
You can't be SpongeBob.
He's far more diminutive.
He's what?
Of reduced stature.
Come again?
Vertically challenged.
Say what now?
He's shorter.
Patrick, I can't
believe all I do
is grow a half
a barnacle overnight,
and now
I'm 36 clams tall,
and you don't even recognize
your best friend!
Did you say
you're 36 clams tall?
(SOBBING) Yes!
(STRAINING)
You're a big guy now!
This guy's
a big guy!
So big!
Really big!
Big, big, big!
Guy, guy, guy!
Big, big, big!
Guy, guy, guy!
Big, big, big!
Guy, guy, guy!
(GROANS)
(THUDS)
Look out, everyone.
Really big.
Really guy.
Hey, Sandy, notice anything
different about me?
(PANTING)
Howdy, SpongeBob.
Did you get
a new pair of shoes?
(BOTH GIGGLING)
PLANKTON: Ouch!
Hi, Plankton!
Watch where you're going,
you big dummy!
Oh! Thanks for noticing.
Wait, no! Ow!
Patrick, I've never felt
so respected before.
Get used to it,
buddy.
And do you know
what the best part
of being a big guy is?
(CHUCKLES)
What is it, Patrick?
No, I'm asking.
It means I finally
get to do
what every little guy
dreams of doing
when they grow up.
You don't mean...
That's right.
Ride the big guy
roller coaster
at Captain Booty Beard's
Fun Park!
Whoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo!
This calls for
an extra-special
bubble blow.
(SPLASHING)
(BOTH INHALE, BLOWS)
(SQUEAKS)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
To Captain Booty Beard's!
BOTH: Whoo-hoo!
PATRICK: Gimme a "big"!
SPONGEBOB: Big!
PATRICK: Gimme a "guy"!
SPONGEBOB: Guy!
PATRICK:
What does that spell?
SPONGEBOB: 36 clams high!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTING)
Don't waste
my time, squirt.
(SIGHS)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
WOMAN: Next!
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Ugh, you again.
(IMITATING
REVERSE BEEPING)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Congratulations.
Patrick?
It's official.
(BOTH SCREAMING EXCITEDLY)
Don't make me call security.
BOTH: Whoo-hoo! Yay!
(BOTH GIGGLING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING SLOWS DOWN)
(SCREAMING)
(GROANS WORRIEDLY)
(RIDERS SCREAMING)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(SCREAMING)
(O FORTUNA PLAYING)
(SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING)
(SHOUTING)
(expl*si*n)
(WARBLED SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
(SCREAMING FADES)
(TERRIFIED WHEEZING)
(GULPS) Patrick?
(LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)
Wait a minute!
Huh?
What's the matter?
I thought you were
a big guy.
I am! I mean...
(DEEP VOICE) I am.
(NORMAL VOICE) I just,
uh, promised someone else
that I'd ride with them,
(CHUCKLES) that's all.
Oh, yeah? Who?
(SUSPENSEFUL STING)
(STAMMERING) The guy who--
(STAMMERING) I--
Mr. Krabs!
Oh. That makes sense.
Phew.
Let's go get him!
(GROANING)
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
PATRICK: Sorry!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
PATRICK: Coming through!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
(SCREECHES)
(DOOR BELL RINGS)
PATRICK: Heads up, Mr. Krabs!
It's time to ride
the Shipwreck!
Whoo-hoo!
What are ya
talking about,
Patrick?
The roller coaster!
Get your head
in the game.
Remember that big
terrifying roller coaster?
Nope.
We had a deal
to ride it together.
Nope.
So I couldn't ride it
if you were too busy
to ride it with me.
Hmm?
Wha--
(IMITATES ROLLER COASTER
CLIMBING THE LIFT)
(IMITATES SCREAMING)
Hoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!
(IMITATING expl*si*n)
Shipwreck!
(TEETH CHATTERING)
Hmm.
Hmm.
Oh, right! Our old
roller coaster deal.
Of course, yeah.
Phew!
But, uh, we can't
go today, lad.
Things are too busy
around here.
Oh. Hear that,
Patrick? Mr.--
(IMITATES ROLLER COASTER
CLIMBING THE LIFT)
(GRUNTING)
Ow!
(GROANS)
Shipwreck!
Thanks for covering
for me, Mr. Krabs.
I don't know why
I got so scared
when I saw
that roller coaster.
I thought
I was big enough.
Just 'cause you're taller
don't mean you're a big guy.
It doesn't?
Big guys are rough and tumble.
They don't blow bubbles.
Hmm. I guess not.
Being scared
of roller coasters
ain't nothing
to be ashamed of.
Glad you understand.
You must've been scared
of roller coasters, too,
when you were my age.
Well, I wouldn't really--
You were probably
hiding-under-the-bed
kind of scared, weren't you?
Well, I, uh--
Maybe even cwyin'-fo'-Mama
kind of scared.
I wasn't crying for Mama!
Poopy-pee-pee-in-my-pantsy
kind of scared. (LAUGHS)
Am I right?
Get it straight, SpongeBob!
My pants were clean!
'Cause nothing
ever scared me...
and nothing ever will!
But didn't you say
being scared wasn't
anything to be ashamed of?
It ain't! For you.
But I'm different. I wasn't
blowing bubbles at your age.
I was risking me life
on the high seas!
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(ALL GASPING)
I ate danger
for breakfast!
Peril for lunch!
And adventure
for dinner!
Wha-wha-wha...
Really?
That's right!
I was in command
of me own vessel,
and sailed many
a dangerous mile.
Tell me about
your greatest adventure.
What if I told you
I sailed with
the Flying Dutchman himself?
The Flying Dutchman?
The most pants-wettingly
scariest ghost
to ever roam the high seas?
Oh, my lucky brick.
MR. KRABS: Aye!
Like many a young sailor
before me, I longed
for adventure.
(MUSCLES CREAKING)
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
And that's when
the Dutchman's
hornpipe appeared.
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
MR. KRABS: I summoned
the cursed pirate,
and journeyed with him
to the deepest part
of the sea.
A nightmare realm
called the Underworld.
(ROARS)
(GULPS)
MR. KRABS: It was filled
with ghostly pirates,
haunted hurricanes,
terrifying monsters!
(ROARING)
Roar!
Whoa!
I faced 'em all
with steel in me backbone
and a cutlass in me claw!
Hyah!
(PIRATES GROAN)
Hoo-waa!
Hyah!
(ROARS, GROANS)
It was the greatest adventure
of me life!
Wow!
You're almost like
a real swashbuckler!
Almost?
I am a real swashbuckler!
How do you think
I earned this baby?
What is that?
It's a Swashbuckler
Certificate.
It means I proved my bravery,
courageousness,
daring, panache,
guts, grit,
moxie,
and intestinal fortitude.
(GRUNTS)
Well, that's it!
I'd be a big guy
if I could earn
my Swashbuckler Certificate.
And you
could teach me!
Teach you?
To be a swashbuckler?
I don't mean to laugh
in your face, but...
(LAUGHING)
You're too scared
to even ride a roller coaster!
I can do it.
I want to be a brave
swashbuckler like you.
I'm ready.
SpongeBob, you're just
a bubble-blowing baby boy
who's not ready.
But--
Butts are for toilets!
Speaking of which, the heads
need swabbing, so git!
And no more talk
about being a swashbuckler.
Aww.
MR. KRABS: You're not ready...
not ready... not ready...
not ready... not ready...
not ready... not ready!
(GIGGLING)
SPONGEBOB: Bravery. Courage.
I got to learn this stuff
if I'm gonna prove myself
to Mr. Krabs.
You got this, SpongeBob.
(GIGGLING)
Uh-oh. (EXCLAIMS)
Now what else
did he say I needed?
PATRICK: Daring.
Oh, right. Daring.
PATRICK: Guts.
Definitely need those.
PATRICK: Panache. Moxie.
Intestinal fortitude.
Okay, okay! Slow down!
You spelled "fortitude" wrong.
It's F-O-R-T-I-T-U-D-E.
SPONGEBOB: (GASPS)
Mr. Krabs's certificate!
(EXCLAIMS)
Why do you have this?
I always read
in the bathroom.
(GROANS) I know I can do this.
I just need a chance
to prove it!
(ECHOING) Prove it.
(WIND WHISTLING)
(GHOSTLY WHISPERS)
(ECHOING)
Well, that's weird.
(WIND WHISTLING)
(GASPS) Oh, shrimp!
The certificate!
Mr. Krabs won't
like that.
W... we got
to get it, right?
I... I'm not going
in there.
Yeah, you'd have
to be pretty brave
to go in there.
Hey, wait a minute!
Patrick, this is it!
It is?
Destiny is squeezing
my buns.
(SNAPS)
Do you feel it?
Yeah!
This vent is just
what I need
to start earning my
Swashbuckler Certificate.
You mean the one we lost?
Oh, yes, that one,
but also the one
I'm gonna earn.
We lost two of them
down there?
The hero's journey starts
with one squish.
(GRUNTING)
Right behind you.
(STRAINING)
I'll catch up.
Ooh. Side adventure.
Hmm. Left or right?
Mmm.
(SCREAMS) Left!
Definitely left!
(PANICKED SOBBING)
(STRAINS, YELLS)
(SOBS) Ow!
(SHOES SQUEAKING)
(GASPS)
This must lead
to the basement.
This must go deeper
than the basement.
Wha--
Where am I?
(GASPS)
(WONDROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(GASPS LOUDLY)
(SLOWLY) Wow!
This must be Mr. Krabs's
swashbuckler sanctum.
Ooh, look at that.
And that. And that.
And that! And that! And that!
And that! And that! And that!
And that! And that! And that!
(EXCLAIMS, GROANS)
PATRICK: Hi.
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Argh!
Ahoy!
(GRUNTING)
So, who's a bubble-blowing
baby boy now, huh?
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(EXCLAIMING)
Whoa!
(SHOUTING)
(GROANS)
Oh, who am I kidding?
I'll never be
a swashbuckler.
Hmm?
(SOFT WHISTLING)
Mysterious Glow...
Part Two.
(GASPS)
(GHOSTLY WHISPERS)
SPONGEBOB: Whoa.
This must be the hornpipe
Mr. Krabs took
from the Flying Dutchman!
"If a swashbuckler ye
want to be,
blow this horn
and ye shall see."
(GASPS) Patrick,
I'm feeling destiny again.
(CREAKING)
Still nothing. But don't
let me slow you down.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
(BUBBLING)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(EVIL LAUGHTER ECHOING)
Huh? That sounds like...
Oh, no!
(POPS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Huh? (YELLS)
(GRUNTS)
SpongeBob! Get out of there!
Have fun.
(YELLS)
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER ECHOING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER ECHOING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(SPLASHING)
(CREAKING)
Land h*!
(GRUNTING)
(TEETH CLATTERING)
(GROWLING)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(BOTH GASPING)
(BRICK CLINKS)
Uh, you dropped
your lucky brick.
I don't have
a lucky brick.
(CREAKING)
(EXCLAIMS, GASPING)
On your feet,
ya sea-drinkin' polliwog!
You're in the company
of the Flying Dutchman!
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Hmm.
(WHIMPERING, TEETH CLATTERING)
(ECHOING)
Who blew my hornpipe?
Uh...
I did.
Hmm.
SpongeBob, I'm comin'!
CHORUS: Hurry! Hurry!
Hurry! Hurry!
Hurry! Hurry!
Weird place for a painting.
MR. KRABS: Move it, Squidward!
CHORUS: Hurry!
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!
Ah, let me take
a look at ya.
Spit-shine shoes.
Long socks. Short pants.
Empty middle-distant stare.
Tell me, laddie,
can ya blow a bubble?
Why...
you're the very swab
I've been lookin' for!
(LAUGHS)
(STAMMERS) Really?
You look like the kind of
strappin' young bubble-blowin'
fella who wants,
nay, needs a chance
to prove his mettle.
(EXCLAIMS) He was
just saying that
in the bathroom!
Quiet! You don't matter.
Very good.
That's why I blew the horn,
Mr. Dutchman, sir.
I need to prove
I'm a big guy by earning
my Swashbuckler Certificate.
Well, I'm here
to offer you
a once-in-a-lifetime
opportunity
to prove your worth
in the Underworld.
Just like Mr. Krabs!
Aw. But he doesn't
think I'm ready
for that kind of thing.
Well, maybe he's right.
You might not
be ready for
swashbucklin'!
Swashbuckling?
(BUBBLING)
Swashbucklin'.
(LAUGHING MENACINGLY)
(PATRICK EXCLAIMING)
(BLADES SWISHING, WHOOSHING)
Swashbuckling!
(PIRATES YELLING)
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
Ah!
(YELLS)
(CACKLING)
(SHOUTS, GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(LAUGHS, GROANS)
Huh?
(SHOUTS)
(ALL GRUNTING)
Whoa!
(SHOUTING)
(CACKLING)
I'm ready!
Then it's a deal.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
The Dutchman's deal.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(THE FLYING
DUTCHMAN CACKLING)
(CHUCKLES)
(CACKLING)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(PANICKED PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Stupid passcode.
(GRUNTS)
Four... fifteen... eight.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
Permission
to come aboard, sir!
Granted, shipmate!
Me, too?
Only if ya put on
some pants.
(SIGHS) I guess.
(MUMBLES)
(GROANS) Pupil scan?
(SCAN WHIRRING, BEEPING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Ooh!
Whee!
Welcome aboard!
(ALL LAUGHING AND CHEERING)
(CREAKING)
MR. KRABS:
Blast these long eyes.
(WHIRRING, BEEPING)
Come on, right this way
to your quarters.
(ALL CHEERING)
I'm gonna be
a swashbuckler. Yeah!
What do ya think,
Captain?
Pure heart, innocent mind,
desperate to be a big guy.
He's perfect.
(WHIRS, CHIRPS)
(GRUNTS, GASPS)
Ahoy, Krabs!
Long time no see!
(EVIL LAUGH)
Please, don't take SpongeBob!
(LAUGHS) You'll never
see him again.
He's the key
to unlocking my curse.
(GASPS) SpongeBob!
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUING)
(TEETH CLATTERING)
(BOTH GROANING)
Cinch up your trousers,
me hearties.
A trip to the Underworld
is not for the faint of heart.
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING)
Oh, Squidward,
what are we gonna do?
Sorry, I don't
speak "do".
All me blusterin'
and braggin',
fillin' that boy's head
with adventure!
I drove him right into
the tender mercies
of that monster,
the Flying Dutchman.
Look, Eugene,
you can't blame yourself.
Mr. Krabs.
Say what?
Call me Mr. Krabs.
Okay.
Look, "Mr. Krabs"...
There ya go.
You know what?
It is your fault.
You're right,
Squidward.
Which is why we got
to go save him!
Hold it.
You don't think
I'm actually participating
in this fool's errand,
do you?
I know you are.
Because if you don't,
I'll demote you to fry cook.
Permanently!
But the grease
inflames my acne!
(PANICKED SOBBING)
(EXCLAIMING)
(SCREAMING)
(POPS)
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
So, just the two of us
against the Dutchman, huh?
There's three in this crew,
Mr. Squidward.
(SLOSHING)
Meow.
Why was I worried?
Nice to see me old gear
still fits, eh? (LAUGHS)
(CREAKING)
(BUTTON RICOCHETING)
SCALLOP: Squawk!
What the-- Huh?
Hmm. Not bad.
(SCALLOP BLOWS RASPBERRY)
And to get us there in style,
say hello to our noble vessel,
The Patty Blaster!
Hey, we might actually
be safe on this adventure,
driving a...
(FOGHORN PLAYS WOEFUL MELODY)
(GLUMLY) Winnebago.
We can't lose
in a "Win"-nebago,
Mr. Squidward.
(CACKLING)
Hilarious.
Squawk!
Hilarious!
Do you even know
how to find SpongeBob?
Aye, Squidward,
but it won't be easy.
The Dutchman's taken SpongeBob
to the deepest,
most dangerous part
of the sea.
A realm of dark magic
called the Underworld.
Under where?
(CHUCKLING)
Underwear.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Well, how do
we get there?
First we've got to find
the magical portal.
Then navigate the Slime River
through unimaginable terrors.
And if we survive,
this is where
we find SpongeBob.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
Meow!
SQUIDWARD: Challenge Cove?
MR. KRABS That's where
the Dutchman can use SpongeBob
to break his curse!
And if we don't get down there
in time to stop him,
our favorite fry cook
(ECHOES) is doomed!
Now saddle up!
We got no time to waste!
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
(HISSING)
Full disclosure,
that's farther than
I thought we'd get.
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD
GRUNTING)
MR. KRABS:
Pop the clutch, Gary!
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD
PANTING)
MR. KRABS: Whoo-hoo!
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(METAL SQUEAKS)
(SCREAMING)
(BLUBBERING SHUDDERS)
(YELLS)
(PATRICK AND SPONGEBOB
SCREAMING)
(BOTH GROAN)
Welcome to the Underworld!
(LAUGHING MENACINGLY)
Huh?
(SPOOKY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(ROARS)
Maybe I'm not ready
for this place.
Ah, yes,
the Underworld
can be terrifying
to most.
But not to
a brave big guy
like yourself.
You think
I'm brave?
Aye, you laugh
at danger!
(GRUNTS)
(SCREECHES)
(SCREAMS)
(CLEARS THROAT) I mean...
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
You can do better
than that.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
I can't hear you.
(LAUGHING)
(GULPS)
Don't worry, Patrick.
We laugh at danger!
(LAUGHING)
(GROWLING)
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(BOTH SCREAM)
PATRICK: Huh?
Incoming!
(ANCHOR BATS SHRIEKING)
BOTH: Whoo-hoo! (GIGGLING)
(GRUNTS)
(WHOOSHING)
(BOTH LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)
(SPOOKY ROCK MUSIC CONTINUING)
(GASPS)
Whoo!
(BELLOWING)
(BELLOWING)
Ooh!
Wow!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Uh... Huh?
(GIGGLING)
(GRUNTING)
(SPOOKY ROCK MUSIC CONTINUING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(GRUNTS)
You were right, Dutchman.
I'm not afraid
of the Underworld!
(SHOUTING)
(GROANS)
Glad to hear it, lad.
I'm not afraid, either!
Who cares?
SpongeBob,
I want you
to think of me
as your
swashbuckling guru,
and your friend.
Aw.
(GASPS) Look!
More danger!
(GROWLING)
Here, kitty, kitty.
(FEARFULLY) Nyah-ah!
(GROWLS)
(LAUGHING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Captain,
this lubber
is a complete
barnacle brain.
Are you sure
he's the one?
True, he don't have
physical prowess
or pirating ability,
but the boy's got
the very thing we need...
Staggering stupidity.
He won't figure out
the truth
until it's way
too late,
when we finally
break my curse!
(EVIL LAUGH)
Break your curse!
(CACKLING)
My curse! (CACKLING)
Your curse! (CACKLING)
(SPOOKY MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING)
What are we
laughing about?
(SHRIEKS)
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
Oh, uh, nothin', lad.
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
MR. KRABS:
Accordin' to the map,
the gates
to the Underworld
lie in the most horrible
place imaginable.
(HORROR STING)
Bikini Bottom High.
Aye, dangerous waters.
GIRL: (VOCAL FRY) Ew.
Nice ride. (SCOFFS)
Losers.
See what I mean?
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
Hey!
(GIRLS YELL)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(BELL RINGING)
(ALL CHEERING)
MR. KRABS: Whoa! Whoa!
SQUIDWARD: Ahh!
MR. KRABS: Whoa!
SQUIDWARD: Ahh!
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD
SHOUTING)
Right! Take a right!
(GRUNTS)
(TIRES SCREECH)
GIRLS: Hmph!
Is that
Squidward Tentacles?
Coach Tuna?
You still owe me laps.
(BLOWS WHISTLE)
Incoming fire!
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
Ah!
SCALLOP: Squawk!
Hah.
(GROANS)
(ALL GROAN)
Huh?
(CHUCKLING WICKEDLY)
(GRUNTS)
Hey!
Ow!
Meow! Meow! Meow!
(ALL GROANING)
ALL: Huh?
We're close.
(DEEP INHALE)
I can smell it.
Me, too.
(SPUTTERING)
(SQUISHING)
Are you Davy?
No, man, I'm Phil.
Davy's over there.
MR. KRABS:
Thar she blows!
Davy Jones' locker.
The entrance
to the Underworld.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(MOANS)
(ALL YELLING)
(WHISTLING CHEERFUL TUNE)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
If you're gonna be
a swashbuckler,
you got to dress
the part. (LAUGHS)
(CHUCKLING)
Now step out, lad.
Let's get a look at ya.
(FANFARE PLAYS,
ENDS WITH SOUR NOTE)
Are you sure this is
a swashbuckler outfit?
Absolutely!
Standard issue.
Really? Wh-- Whoa!
(GROANS)
That safety suit
should keep him
alive long enough
to break my curse.
Your curse.
(CACKLING)
Come on, Barb...
read the room.
Hold it!
No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no!
This is all wrong!
Let's find something else.
Wait! Mind
your business!
(JAUNTY ACCORDION
MUSIC PLAYS)
Fashion show!
This feels much better.
I don't think that's
quite right, lad.
I agree, Dutchie.
It's missing one thing.
(BLOWS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Achoo!
(GULPS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Pink guy's
drivin' me nuts!
He's distracting
the fool.
Their friendship
is a problem.
(CHUCKLES)
That's why we work
so well together, Barb.
We've never
been friends.
Exactly! I-- Wait, what?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Yeah, we'll have
to take care of that one.
(BELL RINGS)
Land h*!
Whoa!
Whoa!
BOTH: Whoa
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
We've arrived
at Challenge Cove.
The place where you'll finally
become a swashbuckler.
SPONGEBOB: Whoo-hoo!
(THE FLYING DUTCHMAN
CACKLING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(WARBLING)
(METAL SQUEAKS)
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD
SCREAMING)
(PLOPS)
(GASPING)
Meow.
(GULPS)
Are you sure
about this?
Don't worry,
Mr. Squidward.
I've got everything
under control.
(CREATURES WARBLING)
These creatures look friendly
enough, huh? (CHUCKLES)
(SHRIEKING)
(SCREAMS)
(FRANTIC GASPING)
That was the scariest thing
I ever saw! (SOBBING)
Till I saw that.
(ROARING)
(SCREAMING)
(EXCLAIMING IN FEAR)
(GROANS)
(NOSE HONKS)
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD
YELLING)
Huh?
Huh?
(KISSING LOUDLY)
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD
SCREAMING)
(KISSING LOUDLY)
(MOANS)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
Meow.
Here's an idea. We go home
and you hire a new fry cook!
(GROANS) What do
you think, Gary?
(SQUEAKS)
(THE WAY WE WERE PLAYING)
SpongeBob's first
Krusty Krab ID card.
(SNIFFLES)
Look at him.
So... yellow.
(WHIMPERING)
That answers that.
(SHRIEKS)
(SPOOKY MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS) Is that where
we have to go?
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
Aye! To succeed,
you must reach that X.
And then I'll get
my certificate!
Right after you make it up
to the next X.
And then up to that one.
And up to the next one.
And then up again.
And up there.
How high do I have to go?
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
To the top, lad!
If you make it there
and blow that hornpipe,
oh, you'll become
a swashbuckler.
Mr. Krabs will
be so proud!
If I can do it.
(CHUCKLING)
No, it'll be easy!
We'll get through
these challenges
together.
Starting with, uh, oh...
intestinal fortitude.
To begin we'll walk
that path until we--
Not so fast!
You said we have
to walk this path.
But this is
clearly a road.
You're right, Patrick.
It is a road.
I know.
Tartar sauce!
Now what are we gonna do?
(SAD MUSIC PLAYING)
I know.
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
What difference does it make?
You say "road",
I say "path".
(MUSIC ENDS)
I say "potato",
you say "po-tah-to"!
No, I don't.
I say "string cheese".
PATRICK: Ooh.
String cheese.
String cheese.
String cheese.
A road
of string cheese.
String Cheese Road!
String Cheese...
Expressway!
PATRICK: String Cheese...
Castle!
I can't take it!
Barb, no! k*lling him
might tip him off.
What do you say we go
beat these challenges,
road or no road?
(BOTH SCREAM GLEEFULLY)
BOTH: (GASPS) Wait!
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Watch out for
the Skeleton Guardians!
BOTH: Huh?
(YELLS) What?
Watch out
for the-- Wha-oof!
(EXCLAIMS, GROANS)
Watch out
for the wha-oof?
(BONES CLATTERING)
Not sure what
that means.
Plus, it's hard
to hear
with all the
"cck-oo-cck-oo-cck-oo"
sounds.
Well,
whatever it is,
I'm sure it's not
that important.
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROWLING)
Patrick, I think
these are the guys
who are gonna...
(GULPS) fortify
our intestines!
Yay!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Barb, we got
to reach that nitwit
before he gets k*lled!
Desperately trying, sir!
What do you think,
path or road?
(CLINKS)
(GROANS) Can someone
hand me my eyebrows?
Swordplay, huh?
I think my skills
will satisfy.
(BLOWS)
Dodge! Parry!
Thrust! Plie.
(BUBBLE POPS)
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
(ROARING)
Patrick!
(EXCLAIMS, YELLS)
(BOTH GRUNT)
(SKELETON GUARDIAN ROARS)
(SPONGEBOB PANTING,
GRUNTS, EXCLAIMS)
(GRUNTING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(SKELETON GUARDIAN ROARS)
What if Mr. Krabs
was right
and I am just
a bubble-blowing
baby boy?
That wouldn't
be good.
Oh, Patrick,
what are we gonna do?
(GROANS)
(GASPS)
(GROANING)
(SCALLOPS CHIRPING)
(ANGELIC CHOIR VOCALIZING)
MR. KRABS: Yer askin'
the wrong question, lad!
Mr. Krabs?
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
If ya want to get
out of this pickle,
you're gonna have
to start actin' like
a rough-and-tumble
swashbuckler.
Well, how do
I do that?
Ya start by askin'
the right question.
It's not, (MEEKLY)
"What are we gonna do?"
It's, (CONFIDENTLY)
"What would I do?"
What would I do?
(ANGELIC CHOIR VOCALIZING)
Huh? No. No, no. Me!
What would me do?
Not you. Me! Mr. Krabs!
What would I do?
Oh! That makes
way more sense.
(WIND BLOWING)
So, how does it--
Does this end or--
Wake up!
(EXCLAIMS)
(GASPS)
Patrick, maybe if we
act like Mr. Krabs,
we can make our way
through this.
Why didn't I
think of that?
(CRASHING)
Because you're not a
Swashbuckler Certificate
recipient in the making!
Huh?
Barb! Do ya spy
the barnacle?
Sorry, sir.
I don't-- Wait.
Hey, look at me!
ALL: Huh?
(BLOWING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Argh. I'm no bubble blower.
I'm a rough-and-tumble
swashbuckler.
Rough and tumble
as the day is long.
They don't come
as rough and tumble as me.
Rough and tumble,
tumble and--
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
Huh. Look at me!
Rumble and tumble!
(PATRICK SHOUTING)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
SpongeBob?
These look like...
...our intestines.
And they're fortified!
This means I passed
the first challenge!
BOTH: Whoo-hoo!
PATRICK:
Look at mine wiggle.
Huh?
(HUMMING)
Look at them.
Wiggle, wobble!
Peekaboo!
(EXCLAIMS)
Hairdo-do!
(SPONGEBOB WHOOPING WILDLY)
(CHUCKLING)
What are those
idiots doing?
(BABBLING)
(FRANTIC BABBLING)
(LAUGHING)
What is happening?
(GIBBERING)
(WHOOPING, LAUGHING)
(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
(SPONGEBOB AND PATRICK
WHOOPING)
(LAUGHS) I don't know
how he did it, Barb.
That fool must
really be the one.
I think you're right,
sir. Look.
(GIBBERING)
(GIGGLING)
(CHIMING)
Yes?
Whoa!
Yes?
(HORN BLARING)
(SCREAMS) Yes!
(DRAMATIC STING)
(RUMBLING)
(WHIRRING)
Huh?
SpongeBob?
SPONGEBOB: Uh-oh.
You know what that means,
Mr. Krabs.
I'm in deep shrimp.
(GIGGLES)
SpongeBob!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Hold on, lad!
(BEEPING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
BOTH: Whoo-hoo!
Onto challenge
number two!
(CHUCKLING EXCITEDLY)
(PHONE RINGS)
Shello?
(GARBLED SPEECH
ON PHONE)
Bad news, sir.
Krabs is following us.
(YELLS) What?
No, no, no!
If he catches up,
he'll tell SpongeBob
the truth
and ruin everything.
Oh, Barb,
it's been so long
and I'm so close.
I wouldn't worry
about Krabs, sir.
He ain't gonna last long
in the Underworld.
(CACKLING)
(SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC
PLAYING IN DISTANCE)
Huh? Where is that
music comin' from?
Mmm. Not bad.
(SCALLOP BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Huh?
(SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUING)
(OMINOUS STING)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING, GIGGLING)
Huh?
(SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUING)
(ECHOING)
Greetings, travelers.
Come play with us.
Come play?
Cover your ears, Squidward.
Those are Sirens, temptin' us
into a smooth jazz trap.
(SPLASHES)
Later, losers.
(LAUGHS)
Squidward. We got
to save SpongeBob.
(EXCLAIMS)
(CHIMES)
There's no time for a solo!
There's always time
for a solo.
(OMINOUS STING)
(PLAYING SHRILL,
DISCORDANT TUNE)
(AGONIZED GROANS)
(expl*si*n)
(HISSING)
Meow.
(GROANS)
(GROWLING)
Well, music lovers,
what do you think? Ack!
(GRUNTING)
Help me!
Ooh, now we got to save
that good-for-nothin'
easy-listenin' layabout.
Help me!
(GROANS)
Whoa! Put me down!
(YELPS, FEARFUL GROANING)
There's got to be
somethin' in here
that'll help Squidward.
Hmm.
Whoa! (GROANS)
(SIGHS)
Huh?
Better hurry up!
Or instead of being
a big guy,
I'll be a dead guy.
(SCREAMING)
(FRANTIC GASPING)
Whoa!
Bandages, no. Antiseptic, no.
Flare g*n, no.
Breath mints, no.
What? Whoa-hoo! Agh!
Help!
Squawk!
Oh, no, you don't!
(EXCLAIMING)
(FRANTIC GASPING, YELPS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(MR. KRABS SHOUTING)
(IN UNISON) Uh-oh.
No more wastin' time,
Squidward.
We might already be too late!
(PATRICK SCATTING
CONGA LINE TUNE)
(SCREECHING)
You know, I think we cracked
the code to these challenges.
All I got to do is keep acting
like Mr. Krabs,
and I'll be swashbuckling
in no time.
To Mr. Krabs.
BOTH: Big guys!
(BOTH GIGGLE)
(BLOWING)
(JOYFUL HAWAIIAN MUSIC
PLAYING)
Oh, what are
they doin' now?
Uh, eh... You can
celebrate later, lad!
Let's head
to the next challenge!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
SpongeBob?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Whee!
(GROANS) His pink friend
is slowing us down.
Oh, just give me
five minutes with him, sir.
I'll explain how we
do things around here!
(GROWLING)
Okay, chill out,
Barb.
I have a better idea.
(GIGGLING)
SpongeBob.
Swashbucklers don't spend
their time seahorsin' around.
Really?
What's the swashbuckling
stance on giggling?
(GIGGLES)
Not good!
(GIGGLES)
(STAMMERS)
What about
butt wiggling?
(PATRICK LAUGHING, WHOOPING)
Maybe you don't want this
bad enough, SpongeBob.
That's not true.
I want to be a big guy
more than anything.
Well, uh, if you want
to be someone big,
you're gonna have
to leave some of your
small ways behind. Hmm?
(PATRICK GIGGLING)
(GROANS)
(MOANS)
(STRAINING)
(PANTING)
Oh. Hmm.
Okay. No more
seahorsing around.
Smart lad! (CHUCKLES)
Now, let's get you
to challenge number two!
(CHUCKLING)
(GROANS)
Ow!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
BARB: Welcome
to the Underworld
for what promises
to be an exciting contest.
We're just moments away
from challenge number two.
PATRICK: Tell me, Barb,
will it be even more difficult
than the last challenge?
Uh, yes.
(SLURPS)
There's, uh, no, no telling
what's lurking along
that path to the platform.
It could be
a charging Bull Clam.
Or a terrifying JellyHook.
PATRICK: Hope it's not
my third-grade math teacher.
She scares the heck
out of me! (CHUCKLES)
Know what I'm saying?
You're on my foot.
Let's meet our challenger!
Standing at a full
36 clams high
and hailing all the way
from Bikini Bottom,
my best friend,
SpongeBerb SquareShorts.
BARB: This bubble blower
has got a lot to prove
if he ever wants
to show the world
he's a swashbuckler.
(PIRATES CHEERING)
Challenge number two
won't be easy.
But I believe in you,
big guy.
(GASPS)
Now, go get 'em.
Big guy.
Big guy. Big guy. Big guy.
Big guy. Big guy.
Big guy. Big guy.
(SLAMMING)
(ROARS)
Yikes!
(TEETH CHATTERING)
(GROWLING)
(ROARS)
(EXCLAIMS IN FEAR)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
Yeow! (SHUDDERS)
(GROANS)
(FEARFUL YELP)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
(GROANS)
(CREATURE GROWLING)
Okay, SquarePants,
you can do this.
(IN UNISON) What would I do?
Hmm.
Huh?
Huh?
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
SPONGEBOB: Whoa! (EXCLAIMING)
Whee!
(CREATURE GRUNTS)
Whoo-hoo!
(LAUGHING)
Oh, my God! Yeah!
Yeah, baby!
(GROANS)
(SPONGEBOB LAUGHING)
Whoo-hoo!
(CREATURE EXCLAIMS)
(PIRATES CHEERING)
BOTH: Whoo-hoo!
(BOTH WHOOPING)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Ooh, your lucky brick.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(TWELFTH STREET RAG PLAYING)
Huh?
Ooh!
Huh?
(SCATTING RHYTHMICALLY)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Whoo!
(BELL CHIMING)
(BELL DINGS)
Hmm.
(BULL CLAM APPROACHING)
(BULL CLAM GROWLS)
Whee!
Huh?
(BELLOWING)
(LAUGHS)
(GIDDY CHUCKLING)
(TWELFTH STREET RAG
CONTINUING)
(BELL CHIMING)
(BELL DINGS)
(PIRATES SHOUTING)
En garde!
(WHOOSHING)
(PIRATES EXCLAIM)
(expl*si*n)
(PIRATES SHOUTING)
(PIRATES LAUGHING)
(BELL CHIMES)
(BELL DINGS)
(CREATURE GROWLING)
(GRUNTS)
Huh-h*!
(GRUNTS) Hyah!
SPONGEBOB: Whoo-hoo! Yeah!
(LAUGHING)
(BELL CHIMING)
(GIGGLES, EXCLAIMS)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGING)
(LAUGHTER)
(DISTORTED LAUGHTER)
(FILM REEL WHIRS)
WOMAN:
We interrupt this movie
for an important message
from Paramount Studios.
This picture's gone
completely off the rails!
The only thing
that can save it
is some serious star power.
Get Sandy Cheeks
in this movie, pronto!
Howdy-do, SpongeBob!
(GLITCHING)
Huh.
(DISTORTED LAUGH)
(ROARS)
(BOTH SCREAM)
That's not what I meant!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Who is it?
Hey, what--
(BOTH BLOWING RASPBERRY)
Get out of here!
Get out!
(PLAYING SPED UP
TWELFTH STREET RAG)
(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(ROARS)
(PLAYING CONTINUING)
Huh?
(ROARS)
(PLAYS ELECTRIC GUITAR SOLO)
(RUMBLING)
(GASPS, WHIMPERS)
(CRASHES)
(SONG ENDING)
(SCALLOPS CHIRPING)
(GROANS)
(SONG ENDS)
(WARBLING)
Whoo-hoo!
Yeah!
Boy, if only Mr. Krabs
could see me now.
He'd finally see
what I've been seein'
all along,
a swashbuckler
in the makin'.
Really?
Really.
But remember,
if you want to become
a true big guy,
you have
to stay focused.
Got it. Focused.
PATRICK: Bubble break!
(GIDDY LAUGHTER)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
You had me at "bubble".
(SPONGEBOB GIGGLING)
(GROANS)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Let's do a triple-dog
backslash wand-grabber.
With a banana-slap
twist-blister!
(GIGGLING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Hmm?
Huh?
Yeah...
Um, sounds fun,
Patrick,
but maybe we shouldn't
do this anymore.
(STAMMERS) What?
Well, it's just--
You know, it--
I have this other thing
I'm doing.
PATRICK: You mean,
you don't want
to blow bubbles
with me?
(SOBBING)
(SIGHS, SNIFFLING)
I... I really
want to, but...
That's okay.
It's just that
I should...
No, it's fine.
(SAD MUSIC PLAYING)
Pat.
I'm not crying! (SOBS)
It's just raining
on my face!
(SOBBING)
Ah, don't worry
about your friend.
You can make it up to him
once you're a swashbuckler.
Well, I... I guess.
Good lad.
Just keep your eyes
on the prize.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
Come on. Almost there.
(SPUTTERING)
You're pushing this tub
way too hard.
We can't stop until
we reach SpongeBob!
Can't stop. Won't stop.
No stop!
(expl*si*n)
(SQUISHES)
We stopped.
MR. KRABS:
Oh, I'm so sorry, me boy.
Why didn't I just show ya
how to be a swashbuckler
when ya asked?
You never told me
how much you cared.
Well, I couldn't.
Emotions that are emotional
(SOBS) are hard for me!
Well, it doesn't
matter now.
What?
You're stuck,
so I'm doomed.
Goodbye! (CRYING)
Quick! We got to fix this
camper! We got to fix it!
Oh, sure.
(SARCASTICALLY) Let's go pop
into an auto parts store
and get what we need.
GARY: Meow.
BOTH: Huh?
(WIND WHISTLING)
(CREEPY MUSIC PLAYING)
MR. KRABS: Good eye, Gary!
Does this seem
a little convenient?
Nonsense.
These big-box stores
are everywhere!
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
(EASY LISTENING MUSIC ON PA)
Meow.
Spare tire, exhaust pipe,
tire iron, and oil.
Oil, where's the oil?
Just ask somebody.
Hello! We need
some oil over here!
Hello?
Hello!
(SUSPENSEFUL STING)
Where is everybody?
(SLAMS, CLICKS)
Hello?
That might be
our cue to go.
Meow-ow.
Huh. There's
someone's shoe.
(HORROR STING)
SQUIDWARD: And there's
the other one.
(ALL GASP)
(ALL EXCLAIM)
(HORROR STING)
What kind of
big-box store
is this?
(WHOOSHING)
(ALL GASPING, EXCLAIMING)
Run!
(SCREAMS)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
(SCREAMS)
(MR. KRABS SHOUTING)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
I see the exit!
(SHRIEKS)
(WHIMPERS)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROWLS)
(SHRIEKING)
(GROWLING)
(BLOWS)
(GROWLING)
Meow-ow.
(GROWLING)
(WHIMPERS)
(TERRIFIED SHUDDERING)
What's the plan,
Mr. Krabs?
Meow.
Meow-ow.
It looks hungry.
And it's getting closer!
Meow.
(WHIMPERING)
SQUIDWARD: Say the word.
Anytime now.
Sooner the better!
(SCREAMS)
(FRANTIC SOBBING)
(FRANTIC GASPING)
Really?
(YELPS)
Meow.
(ROARING)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
Huh?
Hey, I found the oil!
Oh, no, no, no, no!
(FRANTIC SOBBING)
(GULP ECHOES)
Bye-bye, Krabby.
(CACKLING)
(SOBBING)
(WAILING)
Huh?
Whoa...
(BONE CRACKS)
Barb?
(SIGHS, GROANS)
What do you do
when your best friend
doesn't want to blow
bubbles anymore?
Uh...
Well, I, uh...
(CLEARS THROAT)
Yeah, I, I, uh...
Thanks. Makes
a lot of sense.
(GROANS)
(DRAMATIC STING)
(ECHOING) This is it, lad.
The last challenge.
Finish this and you'll
become a swashbuckler!
Let's do it.
(UPBEAT METAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Ready, Dutch?
Bang it.
(ENGINE REVS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(BLOWS)
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
(BOTH GASP)
(LAUGHS)
Ta-da!
SPONGEBOB: Daring, bravery,
courageousness, panache,
guts, grit, moxie...
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN:
...and intestinal fortitude!
You did 'em all!
I knew you were
special, lad.
(LAUGHING)
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
(BOTH GASP)
(GIDDY LAUGHTER)
(MANIACAL LAUGH)
(MENACING LAUGHTER)
(LAUGHING NORMALLY)
(GIDDY LAUGH)
(EPIC MUSIC PLAYING)
SPONGEBOB: Whoa!
Look at that!
(CHUCKLES) Inside those doors,
you'll stand at the altar,
blow the hornpipe,
and a swashbuckler
you'll become.
And once I get my certificate,
Mr. Krabs will finally see
that I'm a big guy.
(SPOTLIGHT CLUNKS)
Then I can do
what every little guy dreams
of doing when he grows up,
ride that big guy
roller coaster.
Yes, yes, roller coa--
Uh, wait.
You mean your dream is
to ride a roller coaster?
Well, of course.
We all have dreams.
What's yours?
(SPOTLIGHT CLUNKS)
What?
Well, uh...
I dream of a wonderful world
above the waves,
where the sun shines
in your face
and the wind blows
through your hair.
What's this magical
place called?
Santa Monica!
(CHUCKLES) Look at me,
chatterin' like
a cabin boy.
Let's get goin'!
MR. KRABS:
Stop right there!
(SCREECHING)
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Good thing this bird is
allergic to shellfish!
(MR. KRABS CACKLING)
(SNEEZES)
Mr. Krabs?
Ooh! Tartar sauce!
(HEROIC MUSIC CONTINUING)
(CRASHES)
Are you okay, boy-o?
Did ya get hurt at all?
Any bumps?
Bruises? Scratches?
I'm so glad we found you!
Who's "we"?
Me, Squidward and Gary.
We're here
to rescue ya!
From him!
Whoa! Well,
now hold on, Krabs!
Oh, I'm not
in any danger.
The Flying Dutchman's
been helping me become
a swashbuckler.
Just like you.
(GUILTILY) Oh.
(CHUCKLES GLEEFULLY)
Well, ya see,
I, uh...
You want
to tell him,
or should I?
Tell me what?
(GROANS)
It's about
me past, lad.
I embellished a few o' the...
tsk, uh, finer details.
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
I did spend me youth at sea,
but I wasn't the captain.
SPONGEBOB: Wait a minute.
You were a fry cook?
MR. KRABS: Aye. And like you,
I dreamed of bein'
a swashbuckler.
(GRUNTING)
(GROWLS)
(SHOUTS)
(LAUGHING)
MR. KRABS:
But nobody believed in me.
They said I was a--
bubble-blowin' baby boy!
(GASPS)
MR. KRABS: I was so ashamed.
(GHOSTLY WHISPERS)
And that's when something
called out to me.
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
It was the Dutchman's
hornpipe.
Huh?
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
MR. KRABS:
The dirty deceiver promised
to make me a swashbuckler,
and lured me
to the Underworld.
But I froze when I saw
that terrifyin' place.
(SCREAMING ECHOES)
The Underworld
shivered me timbers
and I ran home,
tail between me legs.
I had many adventures
at sea, boy,
but I never did become
a swashbuckler.
But, what about
the Swashbuckler Certificate?
Well, about that...
(DRAMATIC STING)
I've been battling
the horrors
of the Underworld
(GROWLS)
for a Kids' Menu?
I thought
it looked familiar.
I'm sorry I lied, lad.
I just couldn't bear
for you to know
I was a coward.
But I'm tellin' you
the truth now.
The Dutchman
is trickin' ya!
No, he's not.
He's just helping me
become a swashbuckler.
I thought you'd be
proud of me.
Instead, you're treating me
like I'm still just
a bubble blower.
That's right.
Krabs has never
believed in you.
Come with me
and blow that hornpipe.
Show him you're
a real swashbuckler.
The biggest
of the big guys.
I'm ready.
(GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
No, SpongeBob!
Wait!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Hurry, lad.
On the pedestal.
SpongeBob! Don't do it!
You'll see, Mr. Krabs.
I'm gonna be a big guy.
No, no, no, no! (GROANS)
(CHUCKLES WICKEDLY)
Come on now!
Hurry.
SpongeBob!
Meow, meow, meow, meow!
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
(CACKLING)
(GASPS)
(WHOOSHES)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)
(YELPS) No, no!
Too late, Krabby!
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
I'll save ya, lad!
Gotcha!
No, no, no, no, no!
Whoa!
(WICKED LAUGHTER)
(WHIMPERING)
(LAUGHING)
Ooh!
Swashbuckler shine!
It's not swashbuckler shine.
Yeah, no.
It ain't.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
Huh?
(LAUGHING WICKEDLY)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(EVIL CHUCKLE)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(EVIL LAUGH)
No!
(GASPS)
(FRANTIC WHIMPERING)
Squawk.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
My curse is lifted!
What?
I tricked you.
Oh, you're such a big guy,
ready to be a swashbuckler!
(LAUGHS)
It's all been a big lie,
and you fell for it. (LAUGHS)
Huh?
Oh, no.
(STAMMERING)
(THE FLYING DUTCHMAN LAUGHS)
Hang on
to your square derriere.
(GROANS)
Guess who's cursed now?
(GASP)
Meow.
(GROANS)
All hail the new
FlyingBob DutchPants!
(EVIL LAUGH)
What?
Oh, Mr. Krabs,
you were right about him.
(GASPS) Mr. Krabs!
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: Ugh!
It looks like you got
a little Dutchman on you, too.
(LAUGHING)
(BARB CHUCKLING)
It's a double
Dutchman, sir.
(GROANS)
You tricked me.
(CHUCKLING) Well,
you wanted to be a big guy
swashbuckler, didn't you?
So what are you
complainin' about?
You should be thankin' me.
(GROANS)
No. Please, Mr. Dutchman,
sir-- I changed my mind.
I don't want to be
a swashbuckler anymore.
Oh, don't fret, sailor.
All you need to do
is find someone to trick
into trading places with you.
It only took me...
Let's see, uh...
500 years!
(GASPS)
(WHIRRING)
Oh!
(ETHEREAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Now I finally
get to go home.
Yep, we got to run.
Huh?
Whoa! (GRUNTS)
Wait. Aren't you
taking me?
Why would I do that?
I don't need you anymore.
(CHUCKLING)
(LAUGHING)
What have I done?
It's not your fault, lad.
It was my lyin'
that led ya here.
And now we're cursed
to be ghosts forever.
Forever?
Forever.
Forever, forever?
Forever, forever.
Forever forever forever
forever forever forever
forever forever?
Forever forever forever
forever forever forever
forever.
One more.
Forever!
SPONGEBOB:
Ghost captain's log,
Tuesday, the 4,732nd,
in the month of Forever,
in the year of Eternity.
(GROGGY GROANS)
I had it all.
Good job, great friends.
I should've stayed
a bubble blower.
You'll always be
a bubble blower to me.
I'm sorry, Patrick. I can't
believe what a jerk I was.
Can you ever forgive me?
(SPITTING)
Oh, there's got to be
something we can do.
I'm afraid there's nothin'
we can do.
You made a deal
with the Dutchman.
It's hopeless.
BARB: Oh, no!
SPONGEBOB: Barb?
We're not lettin'
that son of a perch win yet.
I've read
the "Dutchman's Deal,"
and I know
what's in the fine print.
"Pursuant to the provisions
outlined
in the official Pirate Curse
Rule Book of 1586,
it is hereby stipulated
that the recipient
of an officially
designated curse
is afforded the chance
to rectify and nullify
all banes and burdens
through demolition,
if done so within the morrow,
and so on and so forth,
et cetera."
Of course!
Break the horn before sunset
and you'll reverse the curse!
How'd you understand that?
I don't know.
Oh, but the Pirate
Formerly Known as
the Flying Dutchman
took it to the surface.
The surface?
I can get us there!
(BIRDS CHIRPING TUNE)
(GROWLING)
Remember, you can only go
to the surface this one time.
When the sun sets,
the curse is permanent.
I told you! I don't know!
(GRUNTS) Woo-woo! Gee.
Bye, everybody!
Hopefully not forever!
Bye, SpongeBob!
You know, for a doofus,
you've got a pretty good head
on your shoulders.
What? Where?
Get it off! Get it off!
Get it off!
(GROANS)
Come on. I'll give you guys
a ride home.
Remember, boy-o.
Break the hornpipe
and reverse the curse.
Right. Break the pipe,
reverse the curse.
Break the pipe.
Reverse that curse.
(BEATBOXING)
(IMITATES RECORD SCRATCHING)
Reverse that curse.
MR. KRABS: Break it. Break it.
SPONGEBOB:
Reverse it. Reverse it.
MR. KRABS: Break,
breaky-breaky-break-break.
SPONGEBOB:
B-B-B-B-Break that curse!
SPONGEBOB: Whoa!
MR. KRABS: Whoo-hoo!
SPONGEBOB: We made it!
Oh, but it's so big up here.
The Dutchman
could be anywhere.
Well, we better
find him quick.
There's no tellin'
what trouble that
cutthroat pirate will cause.
I'm here, surface world.
And I am ready...
...to partay!
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
BEACH PARTY GROUP:
Let's go!
Come on!
Whoo-hoo!
GIRL: Hey!
(LAUGHING)
(GRUNTING)
(GIGGLING)
Yoink!
(LAUGHING)
(MUSIC FADES OUT,
CONTINUES ON TAPE)
(LAZY GROAN, CHUCKLING)
Santa Monica. (LAUGHS)
Paradise!
(YAWNS)
(SNORING)
Break that pipe.
Reverse that curse.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(SNORING)
Huh?
MR. KRABS: Come on, pull.
You?
Quick, grab the hornpipe!
(GRUNTS) Huh?
No! What are you doin' here?
I served my time as Dutchman
and I'm not goin' back!
You will if we break
that hornpipe.
Well, then I'll just have
to take it to the one place
you'll never go. (LAUGHING)
Oh, no.
(TERRIFIED SHRIEKS)
(CHUCKLES AND KISSES)
(SPONGEBOB
AND MR. KRABS PANTING)
A roller coaster? Why did it
have to be a roller coaster?
(EXCLAIMS)
Come on, SpongeBob,
we got to stop him!
SPONGEBOB: Hey! There he is!
(PANTING)
MAN: Dude! No cuts.
Oh, right. Sorry.
Hmph.
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
FRENCH MALE NARRATOR:
Thirty minutes later.
Arr!
(WHISTLING)
Next.
See ya at sunset! (LAUGHS)
After those pasty white legs!
(FRANTIC PANTING)
Whoa!
He's gettin' away!
Jump!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Made it!
(LAUGHS)
Oh, no.
I'm on a roller coaster!
(ECHOING) Roller coaster!
Huh?
Oh, ya got to be kiddin' me.
Well, hold on,
SpongeBob ScaredyPants.
(WHIMPERING)
I got to get off this thing!
No, SpongeBob! What you got
to do is stay on this thing,
and get that hornpipe.
How am I gonna do that?
Ya start by askin' the right
question. What would you do?
What would you do?
No, not me! That's... Look.
You. SpongeBob.
What would you do?
Huh? How's that gonna help?
You said it yourself.
I'm not a big guy.
I'm just a bubble blower.
Well, I was wrong
about bubble blowers, okay?
They got more panache,
guts, grit, moxie
and intestinal fortitude
than any swashbuckler
I ever met.
SpongeBob, big guys aren't
rough and tumble.
They're... (SNIFFLES) smart.
And loving, and brave,
and playful, and just fun
to be around!
Are you talkin' about me,
Mr. Krabs?
Of course I am!
And you're the only one
who can break our curse.
So ask yourself,
what would you do?
Well, I'd blow a bubble.
Then get blowin',
ya bubble-blowin'
big baby guy!
That sun's about to set.
(LAUGHING)
(TAUNTINGLY) Nyah, nyah!
Hmm.
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS, SIGHS)
Oh, yeah. Whoa!
Hold on, lad!
Don't look down, bubble boy!
I'm coming for you.
(GRUNTS)
Persistent little barnacle.
Give me that!
Bleaaghh!
Weiner, ten o'clock!
Arr!
Huh?
(SCREAMING)
(BOUNCING GROAN)
Huh?
I gotcha, lad!
Nice catch, Mister K!
Now let's go
get that hornpipe.
Whoa-whoa-whoa...yow!
Miss me?
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS) I came here
to do two things,
kick butt and blow bubbles.
Looks like
I'm all out of butt.
Huh?
Hey,
what are ya doin'?
Cut it out!
Get back!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Seriously?
Blowin' a bubble
was your big plan,
baby boy?
(LAUGHING)
Huh?
(SCREAMING)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Huh?
(CHUCKLING)
(GIDDY GIGGLING)
Oh, the poor boy!
He's lost his mind!
I'm fine, Mr. Krabs.
It just tickles my belly.
Ain't ya scared?
No, it's really fun!
(SHOUTING IN ENJOYMENT)
(SHOUTING IN TERROR)
Huh?
(GIGGLING)
(GROANS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
It doesn't even matter.
Once the sun sets, I win!
Mr. Krabs, look!
MR. KRABS: It's your bubble!
Hmm.
Hey, Dutchman. What happens
again when the sun sets?
I win.
(CHUCKLING) I win.
I win!
Huh? My hornpipe!
Huh? Huh?
(GRUNTS)
Huh?
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROANING NERVOUSLY)
(GROANING)
Whoo-hoo!
Huh?
No!
What? (SCREAMS, GROANS)
Fish sticks!
(CLEARS THROAT,
GROANS ANGRILY)
Avast, Barb!
Uh, no hard feelin's
about leavin' ya behind.
(GASPS) What say we pick up
where we left off?
Well, not exactly
where we left off.
(GROANING)
Outdone by a bubble blower!
(GROANS)
(LAUGHING)
(EPIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(POPS)
For proving his silliness,
good nature, gaiety,
merriment, sense of humor,
high spirits
and bubble-blowing ability,
it is my great honor
to present
SpongeBob SquarePants
with the official Big Guy
Certificate.
(SLURPING)
(BURPS)
Uh, is this where I order?
Wow. It's...
(SNIFFLING) It's beautiful.
And to honor
our beloved fry cook,
all Krabby Patties
are full price!
(ALL EXCLAIMING GLEEFULLY)
Hey, wait a second.
Huh?
Thank you, Mr. Krabs.
But I have to say, I couldn't
have done it without my best,
bubble-blowing buddy
in the whole wide world...
Congratulations.
...Patrick.
Your name is Patrick, too?
I think he means you.
(GASPS)
This award is half yours.
Yay!
(LAUGHING)
Here's your half. I win!
GARY: (MUFFLED)
Meow.
I'd also like to thank
someone very special to me.
My boss, my mentor,
and most of all,
my friend, Mr. Krabs.
(SNIFFLING) Oh, SpongeBob.
This calls for
an extra-special bubble blow!
Whoo-hoo!
Ack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack!
(GIDDY LAUGHTER)
Aw!
Huh?
Bikini Bottom Bubble Hug!
Is this really necessary?
Meow.
You're right, Gary.
It does feel
like something's missing.
(MR. BIG STUFF
BY JEAN KNIGHT PLAYING)
I can't believe
they forgot me!
Those lousy,
stinking bunch of...
(KISSING)
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
JEAN KNIGHT: (SINGING)
Who do you think you are?
Mr. Big Stuff!
(BIG GUY
BY ICE SPICE PLAYING)
(TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL
MUSIC PLAYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
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