FOR MR. SQUIDWARD TENTACLES.
HELLO?
ANYBODY HERE?
SQUIDWARD'S NOT AT HIS POST.
HMM... THERE'S SOMETHING MISSING.
AH!
HELLO?
YOO-HOO, MAIL DELIVERY.
HELLO, I'M SQUIDWARD.
WELCOME TO THE KRUSTY KRAB,
WHERE WE NEVER LEAVE OUR POST.
ON THIS FINE DAY?
RIGHT.
HEY.
IT'S HARD TO GET
ON MY HEAD.
HOORAY!
YAHOO!
WHOOPEE!
- PEE!
PEE.
- PEE!
AVAST, THERE.
WHAT ARE YOU ALL HAPPY ABOUT?
- I'M ON MY HAPPY BREAK, MR. KRABS.
YOU I'M USED TO.
WHY IS HE SO HAPPY?
I'M HOLDING A PACKAGE
BUDDY BARRACUDA.
I SENT HIM MY PLAY, AND HOW HE'S GONNA PRODUCE IT.
I QUIT.
SO LONG, LOSERS.
LET'S SEE HERE. OH, YEAH.
"THANK YOU FOR SUBMITTING
"ENTITLED SQUIDWARD: STROKES OF GENIUS.
"YOUR WORK SPEAKS VOLUMES ABOUT YOU AS AN ARTIST,
"A PERSON, AND A MEMBER OF SOCIETY.
"SO IT IS WITH GREAT PLEASURE
WE WILL NOT BE DOING YOUR PLAY."
HEY, SQUIDWARD!
YOU'RE BACK FROM YOUR AMAZING SUCCESS AS A PLAY WRITER.
UH...
AND YOUR SHIRT,
IS THAT A COTTON-POLY BLEND?
FANCY.
NEW HAIRDO.
SAY, IS THAT A COPY OF YOUR PLAY?
OH, MY GOODNESS!
AT OUR LITTLE OLD KRUSTY KRAB?
OH, YOU ARE A TRUE PATRON OF THE ARTS, SQUIDWARD.
- WELL, I SUPPOSE THAT COULD WORK.
IF PEOPLE SEE MY PLAY,
THEY'LL RECOGNIZE MY GENIUS,
AND I'LL BECOME FAMOUS, AND...
- WHOA, WHOA, WHOA-WHOA-WHOA-WHOA.
FOR GREASY FOOD AT HIGH PRICES,
NOT FOR SINGING AND DANCING.
- BUT MY PLAY DOESN'T HAVE
- BUT, MR. KRABS, PEOPLE PAY TO EAT, RIGHT?
OF COURSE.
TO WATCH A PLAY, RIGHT?
UH, I SUPPOSE.
- WELL, IF THEY EAT AND WATCH A PLAY,
YOU CAN CHARGE TWICE AS MUCH.
- REALLY? HOW 'BOUT FOUR TIMES AS MUCH?
WELL, I DON'T SEE WHY NOT.
WELL...
OKAY, BUT ONLY ON ONE CONDITION,
THAT YOU BOTH KEEP WORKING,
'CAUSE IF JUST ONE KRABBY PATTY IS LATE,
I'M SHUTTING YOU DOWN.
HMM, NOW, WHAT WILL WE CALL
AND WATCHING THEATER?
DINNER THEATER?
OH, SURE.
- NO, COME ON. LET'S GET SERIOUS.
WE NEED A TITLE THAT SOUNDS...
DRAMATIC.
GOT IT!
WE'LL CALL IT "SINGY EATY TIME."
- BUT, SPONGEBOB, THERE'S NO SINGING IN MY—
I LOVE IT!
- WOW, LOOK AT ALL THESE
IN MY GENIUS.
- WHOA-HO-HO-HO!
FOR NO PAY.
DID I GET THE PART?
YOU'VE GOT ALL THE PARTS.
YEAH!
OUR FOOD?
- HMM, "SINGY EATY TIME WITH SQUIDWARD TENTACLES."
HELLO, CAN I ORDER?
HELLO?
IT'S TIME.
PLACES, PEOPLE.
PLACES.
PLEASE TAKE YOUR SEATS.
DIM THE HOUSE LIGHTS.
BRING UP THE STAGE LIGHTS.
RAISE THE CURTAIN.
FOR THIS?
- UNTO THIS WORLD, AN OCTOPUS WAS BORN,
AND POTENTIAL.
- UM, I'D LIKE
WITH EXTRA KELP.
- GO AWAY, GO AWAY. SHOO, SHOO.
WHAT DID I TELL YOU?
YOU DO YOUR JOB, OR I'M SHUTTING YOU DOWN.
FINE.
AT THE KRUSTY KRAB,
HEART-STOPPING,
MASQUERADING AS FOOD.
- YAH-HEY!
- AT THE KRUSTY KRAB, HIS TALENT WAS WASTED.
EXCUSE ME.
CAN I GET A REFILL?
- NO, YOU CA— - SQUIDWARD.
YES, YOU CAN.
THE EMPTY CHASM IN MY SOUL?
I DON'T KNOW, MAN.
I DON'T KNOW.
HIS LIFE SHATTERED,
TOO DEMEANING FOR OUR HERO?
- HEY, MY KRABBY PATTY DOESN'T HAVE KETCHUP.
IT WOULD APPEAR NOT.
NO KETCHUP?
THAT'S TERRIBLE.
HERE, LET ME HELP YOU WITH THAT.
WOULD ANY OF YOU WANT THIS JOB?
MM-MM.
- SQUIDWARD, YOU GET THAT
WITH KETCHUP, NOW.
AND DON'T FORGET TO CHARGE HIM AGAIN.
- AND THEN THERE'S SKINFLINT BOSS.
WHAT'S THAT, MR. SQUIDWARD?
UM, BUT MR. KRABS, I'M ACTING.
OH, WELL, THAT'S OKAY THEN.
BUT GET HIM A KRABBY PATTY.
FINE.
SPONGEBOB, ONE KRABBY PATTY WITH KETCHUP.
PART OF MY JOB,
WORKING WITH HIM.
- HUH? THE—UM—
UH, THE— DAH...
I FORGOT MY LINE.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANY LINES!
I DON'T?
NO, JUST STAND THERE
AND ACT LIKE...
YOURSELF.
- OH! I CAN DO THAT.
ONE KRABBY PATTY COMING UP.
OOH, WHAT IS THIS?
A STRAY WRAPPER IN MY KITCHEN?
OH, THE TRASH IS FULL.
THE GARBAGE TRUCK.
TALENT.
OUTSTANDING.
THANK YOU.
THAT'LL DO.
BUT LO AND BEHOLD...
- HEY, MAN, WHERE'S MY KRABBY PATTY?
HIS GENIUS WAS UNRECOGNIZED.
COME ON, MAN.
I JUST WANT MY PATTY.
YEAH, ME TOO.
TAKEN FOR GRANTED,
UNCREDITED, OVERLOOKED,
IGNORED...
DISRESPECTED,
UNAPPRECIATED,
UNLOVED.
BUT WORST OF ALL...
UNDERPAID.
IT'S FUNNY,
'CAUSE IT'S TRUE.
- HE'S DONE. ORDER.
UH...
AND FURTHERMORE...
- OH, THERE'S FOREVERMORE.
UNFULFILLED.
IN A WORD, HIS MYRIAD OF TALENTS WERE... WASTED.
OH, COME ON!
WE WANT KRABBY PATTIES.
- SQUIDWARD, YOU STILL HAVEN'T
THEIR CRABBY PATTIES.
ALL RIGHT.
SPONGEBOB, WHERE'S THAT PATTY?
BOOP, BOOP, BOOP, BOOP, BOOP.
AHH!
WHAT HAVE I DONE?
GET BETWEEN ME AND MY PATTIES?
SQUIDWARD, FORGIVE ME.
MY TRUE CALLING,
IS THE BEST IT CAN BE.
- UH-HUH.
NO, SQUIDWARD, NO.
THOSE PATTIES AREN'T FIT FOR PUBLIC CONSUMPTION.
HERE, ENJOY.
AH!
UGH.
OH, COME ON.
ALL THAT WAITING FOR THIS?
- OH, PUH-LEASE.
YOU WOULDN'T KNOW QUALITY
IF IT HIT YOU IN THE FACE.
DOH!
IN THE FACE.
- WHOA-HO-HO-HO.
THAT WAS WORTH THE WAIT.
I'LL TAKE TWO MORE.
I'LL TAKE FIVE.
AT HIM.
- HEY, YEAH, WE ALL WANT TO THROW SOMETHING AT HIM.
QUIET!
GENTLE PATRONS, KRABBY PATTIES ARE MEANT TO BE EATEN,
NOT FLUNG.
THESE GREASY, JUICY PATTIES
HAVE GIVEN YOU.
GOSH, HE'S RIGHT.
- WE SHOULDN'T BE
OF OUR FAVORITE MEAL.
BLESS YOU ALL.
I LIKE THROWING FOOD.
DOH!
FOOD FIGHT!
DOH!
AND FOR YOU?
I'LL TAKE 20.
DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING HEAVIER?
CERTAINLY.
AHH!
OH, BOY.
- SQUIDWARD. SQUIDWARD!
GOOD NEWS.
THE PLAY IS SUCH A SUCCESS,
I'VE ADDED TWO MORE SHOWS AND A MATINEE.
BREAK A LEG TOMORROW.
D'OH.
- AHH, THE ETERNAL EXPANSE OF THE DEEP SEA,
CREATURES...
UH... TEEMING...
I'M SURE THEY'RE AROUND HERE SOMEWHERE.
AH-HA!
OH, THAT'S A ROCK.
WHERE IS EVERYBODY?
EGH!
IT IS JUST SPONGEBOB.
RITUALS OF THE DEEP,
THE STARING CONTEST.
- PATRICK, WOW. - WHAT?
I'VE EVER STARED AT.
OH, STARING CONTEST.
AND I WAS LOSING.
HARK, PATRICK.
DO YOU HEAR SOMETHING?
thunk!
HMM, IT'S A LETTER FOR SANDY,
ALL THE WAY FROM TEXAS.
WE BETTER DELIVER IT.
SANDY!
OH, IT'S NOT OPENING.
HEY, SPONGEBOB,
THAT MIGHT HELP.
"HOW TO OPEN THINGS."
BRILLIANT, PATRICK!
I SAW THE MOVIE, BUT I NEVER READ THE BOOK.
UH, OKAY.
GARBAGE CANS... NO.
JAR... NO.
BOX... NO.
SANDY'S DOOR!
"TWIST TO THE LEFT."
- OH, I WAS TWISTING TO THE RIGHT.
- A COMMON MISTAKE, MY GOOD FRIEND.
ALLOW ME.
OKAY, TIME TO OPEN THIS.
- HI-YA!
TRYING A NINJA SNEAK ATTACK?
HI-YA!
WELL, YOU'RE STILL NO MATCH FOR MY SQUIRREL FU.
IT'S A LETTER FROM MY TWIN BROTHER RANDY.
OH!
DO YOU MIND?
- NOT AT ALL. READ ON.
DOESN'T BOTHER ME.
GET OUT OF MY SUIT!
WELL, GOLLY.
RANDY SAYS THE RODEO'S COME TO TOWN.
I'VE GOT TO HEAD BACK
MY CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE.
- CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE? FOR WHAT?
YOU GOT COTTON IN YOUR EARS?
MM, NO, IT'S NOT COTTON.
IT'S ACTUALLY AN OLD MOLDY PIECE OF KRABBY PATTY.
MMM.
FOR JELLYFISHING?
- NO. - KARATE?
NO!
- PERHAPS THE SCIENCE FAIR, THEN.
- NO, IT'S MY RODEO CHAMPIONSHIP ON THE LINE.
RODEO?
WHAT DOES "RODEO" MEAN?
YEE-HAW!
CLOWNS?
DON'T GO, SANDY.
IT'S TOO RISKY.
I MUST.
IT'S MY DUTY.
OH, THIS IS TERRIBLE.
WE CAN'T LET SANDY GO ALL ALONE.
IT'S TOO DANGEROUS UP THERE, RIGHT, PATRICK?
- EH, I'M IN-DIFF-ER-ENT.
AND WE WEREN'T THERE TO HELP?
WHY, I WOULDN'T BE ABLE TO LOOK AT MYSELF.
LOOK AT YOURSELF?
HOW DO YOU DO THAT?
WHOA.
EEEH-YAH!
PATRICK!
FOR SILLY GAMES.
SANDY NEEDS US.
YOU UNDERSTAND?
PATRICK?
NO MORE TIGHT JEANS!
- OH, I'M SURE SOMEONE ELSE WILL HELP ME.
SO THERE YOU HAVE IT, MR. KRABS.
SANDY REALLY NEEDS OUR HELP.
- OKAY, EXPLAIN IT TO ME AGAIN,
BUT THIS TIME, TAKE OUT ANYTHING
THAT DOESN'T HAVE TO DO WITH MONEY.
UH-HUH, THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT.
WITH COMPASSION,
FOR HIS OWN SAFETY.
I NEED... A HERO.
OH, SQUIDWARD!
SANDY IS IN TERRIBLE TROUBLE.
YOU'VE GO TO HELP ME SAVE HER.
OH, NO, SALLY'S IN TROUBLE?
UH, SANDY.
DON'T WORRY, SPONGEBOB.
JUST WAIT RIGHT HERE.
I'LL GET MY EMERGENCY SQUIRREL RESCUE KIT.
- RIGHT-O, MR. TENTACLES, SIR.
JUST DON'T PANIC.
WELL, THERE'S ONE LAST PERSON I CAN ASK.
PLANKTON!
WHAT?
SANDY'S IN TROUBLE.
I NEED HELP RESCUING HER.
I'M KIND OF BUSY RIGHT NOW.
- JEEPERS, IT'LL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE.
YEAH, UH, I'D LOVE TO HELP,
BUT I REALLY GOT TO GO.
OUCH.
WELL, I'M GOING TO GO
OR NOT.
I GUESS IT'S JUST YOU AND ME, GARY.
LET'S GO.
GARY THE SNAIL,
IN TROUBLE SOMEWHERE UP THERE?
SHE'S THE SQUIRREL.
- NO, BROWN.
GARY, WHAT DOES
YOU TOO, HUH?
WELL, WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.
EH, PUDDING.
GOOD MORNING.
- SPONGEBOB, WHAT'S THE MEANING OF THIS?
- SANDY'S IN TROUBLE,
OF THE RODEO.
THERE ARE CLOWNS THERE!
- SPONGEBOB, THE NEXT TIME YOU "INVITE" ME
TO ONE OF YOUR SLUMBER PARTIES,
I'M CALLING THE COPS.
AH!
SPONGEBOB!
YES, SQUIDWARD?
I AM DISGRUNTLED.
WHERE IN THE DEVIL ARE WE?
IT'S... TEXAS.
- WHAT'S THAT, BOY? YOU SEE SANDY?
- AND SHE'S... RIDING A BULLFROG?
- YEE-HAW!
AHOY, SANDY!
HUH?
OW!
GALL DARN IT!
LOSE THE RODEO.
WHY ARE YOU HERE, ANYWAYS?
RODEO THING.
I DON'T NEED TO BE SAVED.
WATCH OUT!
THAT OLD BULLFROG'S GOT A FLEA ON ITS FLANKS,
AND HE'S COMING RIGHT AT YA!
DID WE SAVE SANDY?
NO, PATRICK, WE DIDN'T.
DID WE MAKE ANY MONEY?
AW, CACTUS.
THAT OL' BULLFROG'S GOT SPONGEBOB.
HANG ON, OLD BUDDY.
NEXT TIME, LEAVE THE RODEOS TO ME.
AW, NUTS.
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