01x26 - Hats Off to Space/In a Nut's Shell

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ 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 ♪

both: Meep, meep, meep, meep, meep, meep, meep.

- Meep, meep, meep.

[laughter]

- Huh?

both: Meep?

- And so I says to Mable, I says...

both: Oh. - What?

- Oh, no. - Huh?

- Ooh. - Oh.

- Bubble Bass, let go!

That off-brand soda's not worth it.

- You can take my hat, but you will never take my beverage.

Ah.

[screams]

- Huh? [groans]

- [snoring] - Uh-huh, uh-huh.

- Ooh. Whoa.

Hey, my hat just flew the coop.

- What? Well, that's strange. Hmm.

- [groans] - Patrick!

- [screams]

- What's wrong with your hat, Patrick?

- I glued it to my head this morning, so I wouldn't lose it.

[screams and groans]

- Someone or something is swiping our hats.

It's a matter of camp pride that we get them back.

Looks like we're going up there.

both: Ooh.

- Where all the balloons go? - Higher.

- Oh. [clears throat]

[high pitched voice] Where all the balloons go?

- Yup, the weirdest place of any space.

Outer space. - Ooh.

- Uh-huh, mm, huh.

[buttons beeping]

Is everybody strapped in?

- [groans] Ah.

- [groans and screams]

Uh-huh.

- Okay, the hat is in position.

Soon as it takes off, we follow it.

- There it goes.

- And here we go.

We're about to leave Earth's atmosphere

and enter outer space.

- We're entering the outer? - [groans]

I think I just exited my inner.

- Ooh, there it is.

- Huh? Ooh.

Patrick, look, I'm weightless.

[chuckles]

- Oh, yeah? Well, I'm witless.

[laughs]

- [hums]

Yup.

Yoop. Yup. - [gasps]

- Yoop. Oop. [trills]

- [laughs]

[groans] I'm drowning.

- No, Patrick, like this.

[hums]

- [chuckles]

Cramp. I'm drowning again.

[alarm blaring] - Huh?

- The hat is leading us straight into

an astro belt full of space junk.

- [gasps] This must be where

the socks that get lost in the dryer go.

- [groans]

Hmm.

- Gravity engaged.

both: [groans]

- Ah, I lost the hat. [alarm blaring]

Oh, but my sensors detect another ship in the area.

- Huh?

Whoa.

- Hot dog! Looks like we got us a space chase.

Take the wheel and follow that space ship.

All right, space doggy. You're mine now.

[grunts]

[groans] Uh-oh.

[alarm beeping] - Whoa.

- Whoa, whoa.

Hang on, fellas.

We're going through a worm hole.

[all screaming]

- [laughs] - [chuckles]

- I'm ready.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- [screams]

- [grumbles]

- [groaning]

Well, that ain't good.

And that's even worse.

Well, we did our best, but it looks like

we're out of gas and stranded in outer space forever.

- Don't worry. I'll find us a gas station.

[bell rings] [laughs]

Leedle, leedle, leedle, leedle.

- Huh? - [gasps]

We got company.

I hear drums. - Oh, that's my knees knocking.

- Hello, sir. Do you have a moment to talk about...

[groans]

- How do, space cases.

- [mumbles]

- Huh? Narlene and Nobby?

[laughs]

- Those two rascals never stop amazing me.

- We was out here collecting space junk

when we saw y'all and thought we'd have some fun.

Hey, what y'all doing so far from Kamp Koral?

- This is gonna sound plum loco, but...

- We're looking for hats out here.

- Hmm. Hats?

[gasps] Oh!

I bet I know whereabout your hats are.

[wolf howls] - The moon?

- That's right. Come on. We'll tug you there.

- [mumbles] We'll bring you there.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. - Whoa.

- [laughs]

- Look at that. Rubber baby buggy bumpers.

- We made it. Huh?

- Whoa! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

[all screaming]

- Well, I'll be dipped and rolled in cr*cker crumbs.

Who lives there?

- Come on, I'll introduce you.

- Can't you read?

both: "Go away."

- That's hill speak for welcome.

- [laughs]

Cousin Narlene and cousin Nobby, howdy!

Ha!

- SpongeBob, Sandy,

I'd like you to meet cousin Hatty McDooty.

- Well, howdy dooty, Hatty McDooty.

- Well, howdy dandy, SpongeBob and Sandy.

[gasps]

What brings y'all to my humble lunar home?

- Hats. - [laughs]

You got hats.

- No. You got their hats.

- Oh, sorry.

[groans] Can't help ya.

I'm hatless.

Ah, great. Another dud.

[both gasp] - That where all the hats went.

- [mumbles]

[groans]

- What's the big idea swiping all these hats?

- Well, you caught me.

You see, my head is an unusual shape and size.

I'm just looking for a hat that fits.

You see? Nothing fits.

- Um, why don't you try putting on a hat inside your space jug?

You jug head.

- [gasps]

Well, ain't that a humdinger.

A perfect fit.

Thank you, young'uns.

- [alien mumbles] all: Huh?

- [gasps] - [alien mumbles]

- Who in thunder is that?

- Ah. [chuckles]

That's my sweetie pie, the moon maid.

Wait till she sees this.

I'm coming, my beloved.

With a hat! - [laughs]

- Well, hats all, folks. [laughs]

[both groan]

- You expect us to believe that you met a "moon man"

and he took all our hats. Hmm?

- Sure do. - Uh-huh.

[all grumbling]

- If it were true like you say,

where are our hats?

all: Huh?

- Special delivery.

- All's well that ends-- we forgot Patrick!

We forgot Patrick!

- [laughing]

I got the gas.

- Looks all clear.

[panting]

[sighs]

Me secret hidey hole.

Now, to get comfortable.

[chuckles]

[groans]

[sighs] Ah, here we go.

Hmm.

Whoo-hoo. Ha-ha.

[easy listening music playing] [sighs] Perfect.

- [mumbling] - [groaning]

What you find, Nobby? - Ooh.

- Oh, camp master Krabs.

Well, how do, camp master Krabs?

You're looking mighty shiny today.

What brings you out to these parts?

Hmm. I was raised that it was rude not to answer folks

when they present you with a direct question.

Hmm. Still won't talk, eh?

Hand me a persuader, Nobby.

- Yo ho! [groans]

[mumbles] Poking stick.

- Mr. Krabs? Krabsy!

Hey, Mr. Krabs!

[grunting]

[easy listening music playing]

- [sighs, chuckles]

- Huh? He would've hollered by now.

Ain't nobody home.

I wonder where the old coot is.

- Right there.

both: Ooh.

- [laughs]

My name is Mr. Krabs and I'm going to kick you out of camp.

[laughs]

- [laughs]

[gasps] Nobby, you just gave me

the best idea I've ever had this morning.

Make room.

Now, we just need us a couple of Krabby peepers.

[sighs]

Now, let's go prank us some campers.

[both groan]

- [snoring]

- [squawks]

[slurping]

- Whoa, whoa. Whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa.

- [groaning]

Camp master Krabs, I have a tummy ache.

What should I do?

- The best cure for that is to lick your arm pit.

- Huh?

[sighs] Wow.

I feel so much better.

[laughter]

- Oh, this is gonna be easier than taking candy from a baby,

which is actually quite easy

'cause babies ain't got no grip.

- Attention, campers.

Today is skylarking day.

You have six hours to unleash all your shenanigans.

Three, two, one.

[horn blares]

Happy hunting.

[inhales]

[horn blares]

- [screams]

- And so it begins.

[laughs]

[horn blaring]

- Huh? And so it begins.

But this year I'm safe from all the skylarky malarky.

[laughs]

Blah. Tastes kind of clammy.

- [snores]

[horn blares]

Oh, no. How could I oversleep?

It's prank the adults day.

I need to hide from those skylarky kids.

Whoa. [water splashes]

Whoa.

[laughter] [groans]

They get me every year.

- [laughs]

Puff's such a fool.

We all knew this day was coming.

Those snot nosed tricksters won't get me though.

Not down in my secret lair.

- [laughs] - What?

What's so funny?

- I must hide before the children see me.

Oh! Huh?

[screams]

- Hmm, something don't seem right here, Nobby.

- [chuckles] Hey, camp master Krabs.

I picked some flowers for you.

Don't they smell nice.

- Whoa!

Really? The old squirting flower bit.

Well, I can't believe I fell for that.

- [screaming]

- We best skedaddle.

We're in the middle of a prank-pocalypse.

We need to find us a hidey hole.

Quick, in here.

- Three, two, one.

This is fun!

- Whoa!

Oh, we been pranked again.

Whoo-wee. Safe at last.

- Hey, camp master Krabs. - [screams]

- I made your favorite sandwich.

- [gasps]

- Don't you want it?

Hey, wait a second.

Were your arms and hands always legs and feet?

- Uh, it's, uh, leggy armed feet for hands condition

that runs in me family. Arg.

- Well, as long as you don't have feet for a mouth,

you're gonna love this sandwich.

It's your favorite.

- Uh, is it real?

Is it gonna explode?

- [laughs]

I pranked you.

I used two types of cheese, so you would have trouble

deciding which one you liked best.

[laughs]

- Uh, yeah. You got us.

Uh, I mean, me. [chuckles]

I'm gonna go now. - [groans]

Happy plank day!

- [screams]

- It's not plank day, Patrick.

It's prank day.

- Uh, tomato, potato.

- Whoa. [groans]

[laughter]

- And here's something to wash it down.

[laughs]

- Whoa.

Huh? - [laughs]

Da-da.

- Ain't nobody gonna prank us while we're holding a baby.

- [mumbles]

- Stand back. I got a baby and I know how to use it.

Huh, I told you it would work.

- Sure did. - Love, Da-da. Love.

- Ah.

Ain't she just the cutest?

[stomping]

Huh?

Kick me?

Oh, even the baby pranked us.

Run, Nobby, run.

- [mumbles] - Huh?

You're too slow. Switch places.

Whoa! [laughter]

- We got him. Now, let's give him the works.

- We give up. We give up.

[all gasp]

- Narlene and Nobby? But where's camp master Krabs?

- That sneaky coot, he's hiding deep in the woods,

floating in the creek. - What?

On prank the adults day? That don't seem fair.

And look, there's still

minutes left on the prank clock.

[all groan]

- I'm not one to complain...

- Yes, you are.

- We suffered through your japing

and your cretinous larks.

It's only right that he should

get what's coming to him as well.

- Yeah, my plank is hungry.

- Hmm. [gasps]

Well, have no fear 'cause Narlene's here

and what I got is a great idea.

- [snoring]

[trumpet sounds] Hmm?

[sighs]

The all clear signal.

Skylarking day is over.

Ah. [chuckles]

Ooh. What the...

a half-eaten sandwich? [chuckles]

I don't remember leaving that in there.

Oh, well.

[groans] Two different types of cheese?

[whistles]

Looks like a wild one this year.

Good on me for outsmarting them.

[chuckles] [farts]

[screams]

Ah, the old woopie cushion. Classic.

[hums]

[gasps and chuckles]

Nothing like found money to make my day more sunny.

[laughs and gasps]

[screams] - [laughs]

- [screams and groans]

Hey, cut it out.

I heard the all clear horn.

Prank the adults day is over.

- Not quite.

[laughter]

- Take a look at the prank clock.

- Huh? There's still five minutes left.

[gasps and stutters]

You don't want to skylark your good old camp master.

[chuckles] Do you?

[all grumbling]

- [screams]

- Get him!

- [screams]

- Best plank day ever.

- [whistling]

♪ ♪