01x15 - Hill Fu/Sun's Out, Fun's Out

[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 ♪

♪ [whistling] ♪

[playful chatter]

- Attention, Koral Kampers,

it's time once again for the annual

Foam-Fisted Fight to the Finish!

You know what that means--

- [yells]

It means hide your nuts

and cover your butts!

Sandy's a-comin'!

- [panting]

- [grunts] - [panting]

[all screaming]

- [yells] Hmm...

- [humming]

Yep.

- Uh-huh.

[yelling]

- Oh, hi, Sandy!

What's with all the cool punching and kicking and stuff?

- I'm just brushing up on my moves.

My knowledge of karate's gonna

make winning this year's tournament

a piece of cake.

And at the end of the day,

the only camper left standing will be me--

just like every summer.

- Ooh!

Gosh, Sandy. That karate badge looks neat.

You think I've got what it takes to earn one?

- [laughs] Don't be silly.

You're no match for my Tail of Fury style!

- Ooh!

Uh, yes? Who is it?

- [yells]

Don't worry, SpongeBob. If it makes you feel better,

I'll leave you for my last victim.

[laughs]

- I don't think that makes me feel better.

- [yells]

- Man, that karate badge is so cool.

But how can I possibly get one?

- [yelling]

Come on out, Bubble Bass.

It's time to take your lumps.

[all yelling]

- Your tough words are for naught, Sandra.

There is no way you will defeat our Comic Book style.

[yells]

- [yells]

[all growling]

[all yelling]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Sorry, boys, you gotta do more than pose.

Y'all will have to practice harder for next year.

- Of course! If I practice enough

by the end of the day, maybe I can win that badge.

- Hi, SpongeBob!

Be beatin' you later!

- [whimpers]

[laughs] Okay, Mr. Sea Bunny,

you stay there, and I'll practice my moves on you.

[yelling]

[panting]

[groans] - [laughs]

- [yodeling]

- [speaks gibberish]

- Hmm...

Naw, this leaf ain't fancy enough.

We'll have to keep on lookin'!

- [groaning] - Hmm...

- Coochy, coochy coo! - [laughs]

Hi, Narlene! What are you doing here?

- We're lookin' for fancy bits

to make the family feudin' jacket

even more fearsome. [tiger roars]

Why ya nappin' on your noodle like that, SpongeBob?

- Oh, I was practicing so I can defeat Sandy

and win the karate badge this year.

Too bad I'm not good enough at martial arts to win it.

- Oh, that t'ain't a problem.

You just need to study under the right master.

You wanna talk to Nobby here.

He's a master of Hill-Fu!

- Hill-Fu?

- [speaks gibberish]

[grunts]

[yells]

- Whoa!

Teach me everything, Master--

[grunts]

[both laugh]

[twangy guitar music]

- [speaks gibberish] [brays like a donkey]

- Nobby says, "To defeat your opponent, you gotta kick

like a sea mule!"

- Kick like a sea mule!

Roger! [brays like a donkey]

both: Uh-oh.

- [brays]

- Huh?

- [brays]

- [screaming]

[grunts]

- You okay? [speaks gibberish]

- Sorry, SpongeBob! No shoes allowed in Hill-Fu.

Nobby says you gotta go barefoot as a sea bear!

- [muffled] Mm!

- [speaks gibberish] [yells]

- Ah! - Nobby says, "If you can

split wood, a squirrel should be no problem."

- [panting] Split the wood,

split the squirrel.

Got it!

- Come on, SpongeBob. Chop me!

Bring the pain!

- Well, maybe I will!

[yells]

Oh... [yells]

Well, at least I split something.

- Hey, let me show you. [speaks gibberish]

- Nobby says to keep the pole balanced as you move

through your positions.

- [grunting]

- I'm doing it! I'm doing it!

- Yeah!

- I got a bite!

Oh? - [brays]

- [screaming]

both: Whoa.

- [yodeling]

♪ ♪

- [pants]

Narlene, I don't know if I have what it takes to make it

through Nobby's training-- - SpongeBob.

You're just listening to your body muscles.

You gotta listen to your head muscle.

You know, your brain is your most powerful w*apon.

Well, that and a little banjo music.

Hehe! [banjo plays]

- [panting]

[lively harmonica music]

both: Yee-haw!

- [speaks gibberish]

- [yelling]

[laughs]

Hmm...

[yells]

Hmm...

- [yodels]

[yells]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- [gasps] I did it!

I won! I know Hill-Fu!

- [speaks gibberish]

- Nobby says he's taught you all he knows.

You've obtained the level of rope belt.

- Ooh... [squeals]

- [speaks gibberish]

- He also says he's got one final gift for you.

- Huh? - [speaks gibberish]

- Ooh, the official uniform of the Hill-Fu master.

♪ ♪

D'aw! You shouldn't have.

Oh, thank you, Nobby!

Thank you, Narlene!

That karate badge is in the bag!

I'm ready!

I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready.

- He ain't ready, is he?

- Uh-uh, uh-uh. uh-uh.

Heck no.

- [yells]

Oh, huh? Hmm...

[suspenseful music]

Huh.

- Psst, SpongeBob.

- Patrick?

What happened? Where is everybody?

- Sandy happened!

She got everyone but me.

I think she even squished Mr. Plankton.

- That was you, you oaf!

- Oh...

- [gasps] - [screams]

- Karate...chop!

- [screams] Ah, my butt!

- My face!

[all groan]

- You know, we don't have to fight.

Just kneel down, I'll give you one little chop,

and you can join the others out in the pile.

Once I've got my new karate badge,

this will all be over,

and we can go roast marshmallows.

- [southern accent] I'm real sorry, Sandy.

But this t'ain't your summer.

[yells]

- T'ain't? Why you talkin' like that,

Sponge-- - [yells]

- What?

- [growls]

- [yells]

Finally, a worthy opponent.

[both yelling]

[all cheering]

[yelling]

[all groan]

[yells]

- Looks like I've done got you surrounded.

- [growls]

[yelling]

Come on out, SpongeBob.

I've got a Texas-sized karate chop with you name on it.

Huh?

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[gasps] [yells]

- Huh?

- [yells] - [yells]

- [panting] - [snarls]

[both yell]

[both cheering]

- I can see you've been practicin'.

But I still got one move I ain't never shown no one.

Behold my Tail of Fury style!

- Oh, no. I've used every move

Nobby taught me. What do I do now?

- Remember, SpongeBob. Your brain is your most

powerful w*apon. - Ah, that's it!

Thanks, Narlene! - [yelling]

- [whimpers]

Aha!

- [screams]

[both screaming]

[both laughing]

That was the best karate battle I ever had!

Thanks, SpongeBob!

- [chuckles] I like when you went, "Zoom!"

And then you were all like, "Shoo!"

And I was all like, "Pow!"

[both laugh]

- How's about we share this year's badge?

- Ooh, I love sharing.

- Sorry, you two. Looks like Nobby won,

and he says this here badge

is gonna make our feudin' jacket look something fierce.

Wah! Ha-how!

Yahoo! - [laughing]

- Oh, well. Next summer, rematch!

- Deal!

Whoops! - Yee-haw.

[calm ukulele music]

♪ ♪

- Attention Kamp Koral:

find some shade

because it's too hot

to have fun.

Ah!

Hot mic! Hot mic!

[screams]

[groans]

- [buzzing]

[all screaming]

- [groaning]

Huh?

Ah...

Ah, much better.

- Blasted day, star!

No longer shall we be oppressed by your torridity.

Let us blow up our enemy:

the sun.

Fire!

[all laugh]

all: Huh? [all groan]

- Shade?

The shade!

That's better...

[both groaning]

- Ah!

[grunts]

Ah... - Ah...

- Remember, Squidward.

Visualize the essence of coldness:

glaciers,

cool rain,

ice cream.

- Ice cream?

Mmm... [cow moos]

Mint flavored.

- Ice cubes. Antarctic--

[screaming]

- [giggling]

- [giggling]

- Don't encourage them!

Hey, why aren't you sweating?

- [grunts] - [grunts]

Sorry, y'all.

My suit has its own built-in climate control.

So I'm cooler than a country cucumber!

Wish I could share the air.

Hm? - Oh, refreshing...

Thanks, Sandy.

- Come on in, Squidward!

The air is cool!

[all gasp]

- sh**t! Y'all overloaded my fan.

[both grunt]

Shoo, it's like an oven in this here cabin.

[screams]

[all scream]

- Come on! We gotta find some shade!

Whoa!

[sniffs]

[gasps]

[both screaming]

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

[both sigh]

Sandy, why aren't your tootsies toasting too?

- My boots are insulated with premium asbestos.

So they just get a little itch, now and then.

[chuckles] - Hey, make your boots

do the steppy thing to the lake!

- Yee-haw!

[grunts]

[all gasp]

- Uh, Sandy, should the lake be bubbling like that?

- What? I love bubbles!

[giggles]

both: Huh?

- Beautiful day for a swim.

- Huh? - Yow!

- Holy jalapeños!

[screaming]

- [humming]

Hmm, looks like you three could use some sunscreen.

Luckily, your responsible counselor

always carries an emergency bottle.

- Well, tell him to throw it down here!

I don't wanna get all pink!

- [sighs]

Here. [all giggle]

- Yow!

[laughs] - Ooh!

[gargling]

[giggles]

- Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa! [grunts]

- [grunting]

[sighs] Figures.

[rumbling] Huh? Huh?

[yelling]

- Thanks, Mr. Tentacles.

That sun can't get us now. - Huh?

- You were saying?

[all yelling]

- There's shade under that cabin!

[all yelling]

- Shade! - Shade!

[grunting]

[all yelling]

[roaring]

[all yelling]

- [roars]

Ow, ooh, oh-oh-oh!

- Ooh, there! Under Camp Master Krabs' cabin!

Shade, ho!

[all panting]

[all grunting]

[all sigh]

all: Huh?

[suspenseful music]

- [sighs]

- Huh? - [babbling]

- [gasps, grunts]

Guys, I think Camp Master Krabs has his own AC in there!

- An aqua conditioner?

Oh, we gotta get in there!

[all panting]

Let us in, Mr. Krabs!

We deserve to cool off too!

- Mr. Tentacles!

You must show the camp master proper respect.

Let us knock politely. [clears throat]

Let us in, please! Oh, sweet Neptune!

We're burning alive! [sobbing]

- Brilliant.

Well, if Krabs won't let us in,

then I'll have to break us in!

[chuckles]

Aha!

[yells]

[yelling] - Oh, well.

I guess we'll have to find some other free shade.

- Did someone say "free"?

- [panting] Huh?

Ahh...

[all shivering]

- Mr. Krabs, could we please come in

and cool off for a spell?

It's nothing but fire and brimstone out here.

- Oh, no, I don't want no sweaty sweating little campers

running around me office and sweating all over,

sweating.

- [groans] I'd pay anything to get out of this heat.

- [chuckles] Okay!

It's a dollar a head.

Enjoy the breeze, you sweaty little campers!

- Squidward's good for it.

- [panting] - Not so fast.

[chuckling]

[serene music]

[all sigh]

- May I? - Ooh, allow me.

[grunts]

[all shivering]

- [grunts]

[laughs] Huh?

- Mm-mm.

[grunts]

- Yow!

- [giggling]

- [grunting]

[all laughing]

[all cheering]

[all grunt]

[laughter]

- We don't get this kinda cold in Texas!

- I detect a decidedly different weather pattern

emanating from Camp Master Krabs' abode.

all: Cold! Cold!

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- What's all this ruckerus about?

[screams]

[campers groaning]

Shoo! Get outta here!

No campers!

[laughter]

- Oh, boy! I'd pay Squidward's money

to play in here again and again!

[campers growling]

♪ ♪

- Ooh. [chuckles]

[grunts]

New camp special! $!

Get the cool while it's hot!

[campers cheering]

[laughing]

[grunting]

Whoa!

- Mr. Krabs, what did you do?

We're like anchovies in here!

- Ahem. Meep.

- Huh?

[buzzing and crackling]

[gasps] Oh, no!

Uh, I'll just, uh, open up the door

to let us all out! [chuckles]

Nobody panic! [grunting]

[tense music]

We're trapped! Everybody panic!

[all yelling]

- [grunting]

Calm down, everybody.

Let's make the best of the situation.

And what better way to make the best of a situation

than a campfire song?

Ready, everybody?

♪ Oh, what's bright and hot and not-so-wet ♪

all: ♪ Campfire, hoo-ha-ha! ♪

- ♪ Burns your clothes and makes you sweat ♪

all: ♪ Campfire, hoo-ha-ha! ♪

- ♪ Hot, hot, hot, it makes you hot ♪

♪ And sweaty and hot and-- ♪ - Enough!

You're making it so much worse!

[all groan]

- [sighs]

[playful music]

- Sometimes, it's good to be small.

[rattling] Huh?

Huh? [gasps]

Cheap navy surplus appliances.

Whoa!

[yelling]

Eh, thanks for nothing, you big ball of gas.

Why is everything awful in this camp?

That's it, I'm filing a complaint with Krabs.

[grunts]

This place is like a ghost town.

Wonder where they all went.

[grunting]

Lock me out, will ya?

Well, this isn't gonna stop me from complaining.

[grunting]

Awfully tight in here.

[all groaning]

Is it me, or has this hole gotten smaller?

[grunts]

Uh-oh.

[all yelling]

all: Ooh!

Ahh!

Ooh!

- Mr. Krabs? I'm cold.

Can I have a blanket?

- Why, sure. That'll be $.

- Squidward's good for it.

- [groaning]

- ♪ [whistling] ♪

♪ ♪