- ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ I'm off to summer camp ♪
- ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ Through nature I will tramp ♪
- ♪ SpongeBob will have you screaming ♪
- ♪ While milk is streaming right out of your nose ♪
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa!
Ahh! Ahh!
♪ ♪
- ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ When nature's calling ♪
♪ You'll see me hauling ♪
♪ I'm hitting the trail ♪
[toilet flushes] [whistles]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Lightning berries, lightning berries ♪
♪ I'm scanning for lightning berries ♪
♪ For dear, old, Mr. Plankton ♪
♪ ♪
[angelic choir]
Bingo!
[vacuum whirrs] Huh?
- [chomps and gulps]
Mmm. [stomach growls]
Mm. Mm.
Huh? [screams]
[laughs]
- [groans] Camper Patrick!
- [laughs]
- I can't believe you ate all the lightning berries.
- Huh? Who said that?
Oh, is that my hat?
- No. Wait, just a sec--whoa.
[electricity buzzes]
- [French accent] Lightning berries
and Karen's computer circuitry.
A potent combination
which results in a shocking mind switch.
A common occurrence here in...
"The Tidal Zone."
- [screams]
[groans]
- [Patrick's laugh]
Whee! [laughs]
Whee!
- Hmm? [grunting]
- And then Sandy said "yeah" and Harvey goes "yeah."
And then Kevin said "yeah." [laughs]
Everybody was saying yeah.
- Enough! Why are you talking to me?
- I'm making memories.
- Well, remember this. - Whoa!
- [inhales] Karen!
Ooh, there she is!
Where the heck have you been?
And where are those lightning berries I asked you for?
- [Patrick's voice] I ate them.
- What are you talking about?
You know you don't eat.
Now take me home.
- Uh...
- Oh, hey, buddy.
Come on. We're late. - Whoa!
- Ooh. Whoa, golly. [crashing]
Oh, sweet ride.
You really know how to live.
[both screaming]
- [screams] - [groans]
- Howdy, boys. You're just in time.
I'm almost done setting up the game.
- Whoa, whoa!
[Karen's voice] Whoa, what the heck?
My mind must've switched with Patrick's mind
from the lightning berries.
Flesh and blood and guts.
[gasps] I've gone analog.
Whoa! [groans]
So these are legs?
Whoa, whoa.
A living body isn't so hard to control.
- Huh? - I think I got this.
[vocalizes]
- All ready to play.
- This here's the toughest board game I ever invented.
In order to win, you need to know math,
science, literature, and history.
[foghorn blares]
What's the square root of ,,?
[whirring] - ,.
- Huh? - What?
- Uh, the increase in speed of a liquid...
- The law of fluid dynamics.
Post-structuralism.
AD.
The sinking of Atlantis.
[energetic classical music]
I win!
both: Huh?
[bubbling]
- That's great, Karen. Real great.
Now, I'll have to substitute radioactive apples...
[groans] For the lightning berries.
- [laughing]
Oof!
[Patrick's voice] Huh? Is that me?
I'm a rollie shoe now?
Cool!
Leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle.
- [groans]
- Leedle, le--
[Karen's voice] Ooh, ramp.
Ooh-hoo-hoo! [laughs]
- Oh, my Neptune! - [laughing]
[grunts] - Watch it!
[sizzling] [screams]
Stop fooling around and help me cut this open.
Hand me a scalpel.
- Huh? Huh. [groans]
Let me...
[laughing] I got it!
- Now, hand it to me.
[screams]
Ow, ow, ow, ow!
Careful! That's full of sulfuric...acid.
[screams]
All right, time for a robot reboot.
[drill whirring]
Get back here!
[groans]
[whirring]
[groans]
[bubbling]
- [grunting]
- What's gotten into you, Patrick?
- You don't seem like yourself today.
- Well, I'm not myself.
I'm Karen, Plankton's computer assistant in Patrick's body.
[both scream] - Our minds got switched
when we were both electrified by lightning berries.
- Hot diggity dog! A mind switch!
- [gasps]
- Let's analyze. What's it like?
- Well, being in Patrick's body
has opened up senses that I never had like taste.
- Here, try a doughnut.
[beeping]
[expl*si*n] - Ah!
That's delicious!
Hey, what's this taste like?
[vacuum whirring]
That tastes pretty good too.
[burps]
- Wow.
- Are there more things to ingest out here?
[groans]
[screaming]
[groans]
What's happening to me?
- That's called pain.
- Ooh. Whoa. [heartbeat thumping]
Pain. Fascinating.
Ooh. Come on.
Kick me for more pain.
both: Hmm.
- [grunts] - Ow, ow, ow.
[laughter]
[bubbling]
- Whoo-hoo! - [groans]
Get back here! [groans]
- Make way for the rollie shoe!
[laughing]
- Nothing to see here! Go back to your childhoods!
[drill whirring]
[toilet flushes] - You okay in there, Karen?
- [gasps and groans]
Sense of smell, not so great.
Phew, well, it's been interesting,
but all in all,
I'll be happy to be back in my old computer self.
- Ooh, I rigged up this device
that I think will switch you and Patrick's minds back.
I call it the crisscross contraption.
[all groan] - That's my body!
We have to swap our minds back!
- What are you talking about? I'm a rollie shoe.
Rollie shoe forever!
[horse whinnies]
- Not a chance.
I'm rollie shoe!
all: Whoa!
[all screaming]
- [screams] - Huh?
[quirky energetic music]
[all screaming]
[tires squeal]
- [grumbling]
all: Whoa!
- [laughing]
- Hey, over there!
♪ ♪
- [grunts]
- [laughs] - Hmm.
- [laughs] - Ooh!
Hmm? - Whoa!
[laughs]
♪ ♪
all: Huh?
[all scream]
- [panting] [all groaning]
- [laughs]
You can't catch the rollie shoe!
[blows raspberry] - Okay, Patrick.
I was saving this for my last meal with tastebuds,
but you win.
So here you go.
- Ice cream!
[grunting]
I can't taste it!
I have no mouth and I must ice cream!
This is a nightmare!
[crying]
I don't want to be a rollie shoe anymore!
- Hmm. [grunts]
[eerie music]
Here goes nothing.
[both scream]
all: Whoa.
[both screaming and groaning]
[dramatic music]
[suspenseful music]
- Karen, is that you?
- Duh! - [groans]
It didn't work!
You're still that pink pinhead.
- [Karen's voice] Gotcha! - [groans]
Why did I give you a sense of humor?
Whoa. - Come on.
Let's go home. - Whee!
- All's well that ends well. Right, Patrick?
- Ice cream! Gimme, gimme, gimme!
[screams]
- That's peculiar.
- [screaming]
[kettle hissing]
[both scream]
[whirring]
[tense music]
[dramatic music]
- Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee.
Hey, I'm me again.
Guys?
- Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee.
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle.
- [groans]
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle.
- Hey, new Patricks! Wait for me!
all: Leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle, lee!
- [French accent] Ah, summer camp,
where each child is unique in their own individual way.
[laughter]
Except for this one time
in Kamp Koral and this one place.
- Hey, what is this? "The Tidal Zone"?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Ah, isn't it a great day, Patrick?
The current in our faces, the pungent waft of flotsam.
[groans]
[inhales deeply]
[laughter] The creepy giggling of bushes.
- Look at that.
Oh, young SpongeBob just walked into our pranking zone!
- [babbles indistinctly]
- You're reading my mind, Nobby.
- Yeah!
- Whoa! [grunts]
[straining]
[yelps]
[laughter]
- Hmm, hmm? Hmm?
[groans]
- [groans] [Nobby laughs]
- Oh, hey, Nobby. - [babbles]
- Uh-huh. Oh, you don't say.
- What's he saying, Patrick? - I don't know.
I thought it was gibberish,
but now I'm thinking it's gobbledygook.
- Timmy fell in a well?
- Tablecloths are arbitrary?
- Someone needs a hug?
- The cool shed is warm?
- Okay!
[babbles]
Yahoo!
- Hmm. I guess he was telling us he was in a hurry.
[both singing]
- Prickly prank phase one is a did-done success.
Moving on to phase next.
[bubbling]
- Ooh, we must've walked a zillion miles.
I need to sit down for a bit.
[screams]
- Somebody's got urchin breath.
- Oh, it's okay, little buddy.
I must've picked you up while we were hiking.
- Can we keep him? - I don't know, Patrick.
Camp Master Krabs says they're...
[Mr. Krabs impression] Disease-ridden, filthy,
feral creatures.
[normally] So we better---
- [trills]
- Oh, I love him so much! - I want to keep him forever!
- He's like ice cream that's too cute to eat.
- We'll call him Urnie.
[bubbling]
There you go, Urnie. - [purrs]
- Snug as a slug in a mug.
- And this is just in case
you drank too much kelp juice before bedtime.
[toilet flushes]
- Phew, you're out of TP.
- [laughs] - Good night, SpongeBob.
- Good night, Patrick. Good night, Urnie.
[both snoring]
- [trilling]
[suspenseful music]
[rhythmic trilling]
- [trilling]
[all trilling]
[ominous music]
- [sighs and yawns]
Hmm. [gasps]
Patrick, Urnie's gone!
- What? Huh?
No, he's not. He's everywhere.
[all trilling]
- Well, they can't all be Urnie.
He must've invited his family.
[air horn blows] both: Huh?
- And man, do they know how to party.
[upbeat techno music]
- This is great, but what if
Camp Master Krabs finds out the urchins are here?
- Oh, stop worrying.
Old man Krabs won't find out for a million years.
[air horn blows]
[laughs] - [hums]
- [screams] - Hmm?
- [panting] - Hmm?
♪ ♪
Techno beats. That can only mean one thing:
urchins!
♪ ♪
All right, you disgusting vermins!
Huh?
Oh. [chuckles]
My mistake, lads.
I thought there be urchins in here.
Well, whatever you two scallywags are up to,
knock it off!
- Problem delayed.
- That was a close call.
[urchins trilling] both: Huh?
[both screaming]
- [chuckling]
- Meep, meep. [screams]
- Nobby, it looks like phase next is kicking into high gear.
- [babbles]
- Oh, where do they keep coming from?
- Do you read urchin? - Are you kidding?
[grunts]
It's an invitation to a party in our cabin.
- [trilling]
[roars] [dramatic music]
- Patrick, I don't think these urchins are friendly.
- They seem pretty nice to me.
[cash register rings]
- Sandy will know what to do.
[screams]
both: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- [panting] - Whoa.
- Consarn it, SpongeBob!
You're getting urchins in my dome!
- [trills]
- Sandy, you got to help us! - Urnie had so many friends!
- Mimeographs and techno music!
- There was a mean one with a moustache!
- Cool moustache, but, oh, so mean.
Think you can science us out of this infestation?
Of course! If I can concentrate
the essence of my Sunday night homesick tears
and stimulate their electrolytes,
I should be able to make a formula that will
make the urchins want to go back home.
Voila! Science.
One drop of this will make that urchin desperate to go home.
Oops.
both: Huh?
- Sandy, I don't think it's working.
- Oh, no! It looks like they feed on our sadness.
- [roaring] [all screaming]
- [grunts]
[both grunt]
- Huh? [all screaming]
- It's an urchin apocalypse!
- And take that and that! And--
[screams]
- [grunts] Huh?
[groans] Ow, ow, oh!
- [hums]
[whistles]
[yelping]
[towel whipping] [screaming]
[all screaming]
- Whoo-wee!
This is funner than finger collecting
after a speed whittling contest!
- [babbles]
- Stop it? Oh, come on.
Let's enjoy it a cud more. Urchins are easy to handle
when you know how to speak their language.
[inhales deeply]
[duck call squawking]
- [trilling excitedly]
- [laughing]
[duck call squawking]
[laughs]
[dramatic music]
[all screaming and groaning]
♪ ♪
- [babbling indistinctly]
[laughs]
- Careful, that's "Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy" number one!
It's priceless!
[shredding]
[both scream]
- [cackles]
[shredding]
[rumbling]
♪ ♪
[all panting] - Whoa, whoa, whoa!
♪ ♪
- Look!
[donkey neighs] - Don't fret none!
Narlene's here to save the day!
From our excellent prank. [duck call squawking]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Wow. That hick chick never stops amazing me.
- Those narwals are simply nar-velous.
- [pants]
[duck call squawks]
[sniffs]
[groans]
- [groans]
[duck call squawking]
- Oh, that's not good.
- Suddenly, I feel a lot less saved.
- [duck call squawking]
♪ ♪
- They're coming back and they look mad.
- We're gonna need a bigger camp.
- Sorry, fellas. You're on your own.
Bye-bye.
- Hey, is Sandy abandoning us?
- Yeah, isn't it great?
- [strained duck call] It's no use!
My triller's all choking! - [babbles]
- Good idea, Nobby. It is too quiet.
We need to amplify it.
♪ ♪
[screams]
[heroic music]
♪ ♪
both: Whoo!
♪ ♪
- Urnie!
Has anyone seen Urnie?
- Hey, I think I see Urnie up on that cabin.
- Let's go.
♪ ♪
- [screams] - Urnie, is that you?
- [babbles] - You got to help me, buddy.
- [growling evil laugh]
- You're not Urnie!
[screams]
- I got you, buddy.
But I don't got us!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa. both: [screams]
♪ ♪
- [strained duck call]
Uh-oh, looks like my squawking
set those critters' tempers boiling.
- [growls]
[roars] - [gasps]
- [roars]
- This was one prank that really stank.
[dramatic music]
- And that's how Kamp Urchin was born
and this new Kamp Koral was built upstream
with the help of Narlene's kinfolk.
- [laughs] - [grunts]
- Hi, Narlene. - Howdy, neighbors.
[groans]
- But what happened to the urchins?
- Oh, they're still in camp.
- ♪ Urnie ♪
- ♪ He's taking over camp ♪ - ♪ Urnie ♪
- ♪ He frolics like a champ ♪ - ♪ Urnie ♪
♪ His spines may prickle ♪
- ♪ As he tick-tickles you from head-to-toe ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Urnie ♪ [whistles]
- ♪ His spines may prickle ♪
♪ As he tick-tickles you from head-to-toe ♪
[toilet flushes] [whistles]
♪ ♪
01x21 - Switch Glitch/Prickly Pests
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Follows 10-year-old SpongeBob SquarePants as he spends his summer at a sleepaway camp called Kamp Koral.
Follows 10-year-old SpongeBob SquarePants as he spends his summer at a sleepaway camp called Kamp Koral.