- Are ya ready, kids?
Aye aye, Captain!
- I can't hear you!
Aye aye, Captain!
- Ooh...
- Please be money. Please be money.
That's not money.
It's from Spongebob.
"Dear Mister Krabs,
please come to my house tonight.
I'm having a free money party."
Free money party!
This sounds too good to be true.
- "Dear Squidward, come to my house tonight.
I'm having a latte sipping contest."
This sounds too good to be true!
- "Please come by my house tonight.
I'm having a science fair."
Oh, Spongebob, this sounds plum too good to be true.
- "I'm having a weight-lifting competition."
That sounds too good to be true!
A quiet evening,
studying the rules of the road.
Ahem. That sounds too good to be true.
- "A meeting of the minds to discuss
the ultimate downfall of the krusty krab."
This sounds too good to be true!
- Welcome, friends.
Please come in.
I'm so glad you all could make it.
Tonight is going to be a magical evening,
filled with...Magic.
Spongebob?
- Yes, Mister Krabs.
- Can we skip the magic,
and get right to the free money?
- How about the latte sipping?
- And what about the pumping of the iron?
- And diabolical conspiracies?
- And let's not forget the science fair.
- The real reason I called you here
was to watch this slideshow of photos
from my family vacation!
I knew it was too good to be true!
Hey, sorry I'm late, Spongebob!
I had to find my movie-watching hat.
- That does it, I'm gone.
Yeah. Me, too.
- Wait! Wait!
You're gonna miss the first slide.
- Looks more like a slip than a slide.
Ha. Ha.
- I've seen enough.
- Wait! Come back!
See? It's Patrick.
- H-h-hey! It's me!
- Why is it all orange and blurry?
- Where?
- See? Right there, um, the entire thing.
- O-oh.
That's because Patrick kept spraying the camera
with cheese fizz.
Patrick, you're spraying the camera with cheese fizz.
The pictures will come out all orange and blurry.
- I can't help it, Spongebob,
I'm so excited about going on a family vacation
with you and your parents, that my aim is off.
See?
There we go.
- I know what you mean.
Sometimes it feels like I've been waiting
my entire life to go on this trip!
- Really? Why is that?
- Probably because I have.
- Have what? - Been waiting.
- Wait, wh-- you mean, so...What?
- Ah! Patrick! They're here!
- Good morning, son. Ready to head out?
- You bet!
- Spongebob, don't leave your luggage behind.
- Oh, that's not luggage. It's Patrick.
He's coming with us, remember?
- Well, shake a leg, boys,
the great barrier reef isn't gonna visit itself.
- Your father's right, son.
- They know I'm right.
- You brought homework?
- No, Patrick.
It's a brochure, detailing all the fun
to be had at our final destination,
the great barrier reef.
See? There's a huge assortment
of slides, and trampolines,
- and forts.
- And ropes to swing on.
- And forts.
- And a water park!
Oh, no. That's just where you drooled on it.
I can't wait to get there!
How about you? - No, I can't.
- Yeah. - No, I mean I really can't.
I've been in this confined space too long already! Help!
Get me out of here!
- All right, boys, all right.
Let's turn down the volume back there.
- I have an idea.
Why don't we play a road game, to pass the time?
- Yeah!
- Anybody know any?
Hide and seek!
- Hey, why does he get to go first?
- Okay, find me! - Gah! Egad.
- Hey!
There's the green flag.
And the race is underway.
And we have a new winner!
Yeah!
- Moo.
Moo!
- Mm-maybe we should just sing the road song.
- Um, anybody know any other good road tunes?
- Oof. Urg. Oh.
- How much farther to the nearest service station?
- Uh, probably pretty far, son.
I guess you're right.
- So, uh, how's it looking?
- Well, got a cracked timing case cover,
it's broken a couple of teeth off the timing gear,
the radiator's damaged at the core,
you got a cracked water pump,
and a fractured injector line.
- And what does all that mean?
- Well, little missy, in technical terms,
if she she don't want to run, she don't want to run,
oh, so what are we looking at, time-wise?
- Well, now that depends.
How much time you got?
How much t-- uh...
Not funny.
- Hey! At least they have a cozy-looking waiting room.
Hey, come on.
Man, am I bored.
- I am beyond bored.
I'm... bee-ored.
- Oh, boys! Is that a playground next door I see?
Playground!
Hmm.
- Not the most colorful playground I've seen.
This looks more like a gray-ground.
- Well, I'll just leave you two here to amuse yourselves,
and come back for you when the boat's fixed.
- Um, actually this place seems a little bit--
- have fun!
- Well, this is a nasty turn of events.
- You're preaching to the choir, Patrick.
- I knew it was gonna happen, too.
- You did? How?
- 'Cause it happens every time I keep my cheese fizz
in my back pocket.
Darn! It's almost empty.
- Well, I guess we'll just have to make the best of it.
Hey, Patrick, you gotta try this--
Spongebob, were you talkin' to me?
I coulda sworn Spongebob was callin' me from this direction.
Spongebob, where are you?
- Hey, Patrick.
Spongebob?
Aw, come on, where are you hiding?
This isn't funny.
Huh. - Patrick, I'm right here.
- Oh, hey, Spongebob. How'd you get there?
- Well, I was on this seesaw--
- slide!
Ha!
Oof!
- Patrick, do you need help?
Oh, with this slide stuck to my bottom?
Nar, huh. I want it there.
I hate you, slide!
Oof!
Oh, sorry, Spongebob.
- Hey, look, a swing set!
Can't go wrong with this
all-time playground favorite.
Whee.
Hey, this is almost
like being at the great barrier reef, huh?
Try it, Patrick.
- Okay.
It's not working.
- No, go back and forth, like this.
There you go,
now you're gettin' into the... swing of things.
Hey! Watch me...
Go!
Oh! Oh-whoa!
- Patrick?
- Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Whoa!
- Patrick! I'm coming!
- Yow!
- Aah!
- Yow! Ow! Ow!
- Wah! Ai-ah! Wah!
Yow! Ow! Ow!
Wah! Ah! Ah!
- Patrick?
Spongebob.
- Patrick! Are you okay?
- No. I'm not okay. - You're not?
- No. I'm great!
That was aweome!
Let's do it again!
- Yeah! Patrick, wait.
Something tells me, that is a one-way drain.
Uh, how long have we been walking here, Patrick?
- Well, that depends on who you ask.
- Why?
- Well, 'cause if you ask someone with a watch,
they might be able to tell you.
- Are you gettin' hungry?
- Yeah! How'd you know?
- Oh, I could hear your stomach growling.
I thought for a second,
it might be some kind of scaly monster
coming to eat us.
- That's funny.
Couldn't have been my stomach growling, though.
- It couldn't? - Nope!
I had its vocal chords removed before the trip.
- Well, I could have sworn that I heard--
Spongebob! I heard it, I heard growling!
- No, that time it was my stomach.
There's gotta be something around here to eat.
Patrick, I found some berries we can--
oof!
Not...eat!
Thanks for the warning.
- Patrick, where did you get--
the cupcake?
- From the vending machine.
- O-oh.
- Was it your stomach that time, too?
- Nope.
Run for your life!
- Roar!
- It's coming closer!
Oh, no! It's a sheer drop-off!
Now what do we do?
- Don't ask me.
I don't remember
"being eaten alive" on this trip's itinerary.
- I'm too young to be digested!
- Wait, Spongebob.
I know how to get us out of this.
- You do?
- I saw something just like this in a movie once.
Now, watch closely,
and do exactly what I do.
- Roger.
- Okay, now what?
I'm not sure.
I fell asleep in the second half of the movie.
- Well, I hope that monster's carrying some syrup.
- Yeah, 'cause if he eats us, he's having pancakes for lunch.
Whoa!
- Patrick, we did it!
- We're not gonna be eaten!
- Hooray, for not being eaten!
- Hooray!
- Hey, Spongebob? - Yeah, Patrick.
- All this not-being-eaten is making me hungry.
- Oh, ho, don't worry.
When we get to the great barrier reef,
we'll eat like kings.
- All right!
- All right!
Now, put her there, Patrick.
Put her there!
- Ew, Patrick,
have you been using a different moisturizer?
Your hands feel kind of--
- oh, no, it's--
it's just the same old moisturizer I always use.
- Aw, come on, Spongebob,
don't leave me hanging here.
- Let me guess,
it's time to start screaming again?
- One second.
Okay, now.
- Spongebob, as much as I'd like to stay and hang around,
I'm not sure that now's the best time.
- I know, Patrick,
but right now, it seems to be--
our best possible course of action.
- Well, I probably
would really be enjoying the view
if I still had some blood flowing to my arms. Ow.
- Don't worry, Patrick,
your blood-flow is not the only thing
that's wearing thin.
- Grab it, Patrick!
- G-grabbing!
- Okay, Spongebob, your turn!
Spongebob!
I got it.
- Phew! That was a close one, huh, Patrick?
- Yeah.
But it looks like everthing worked out just--
vine.
Ha.
- Patrick. Patrick?
Did you hear that?
- It sounded like it came from the other side
of this big rock.
This isn't a big rock.
It's a big wall.
- Do you suppose it belongs to that gift shop right there?
- What would a gift shop be doing,
right in the middle of nowhere?
- I-- uh, selling gifts?
Wow, Patrick,
look at all this stuff!
You gonna buy something?
- Nah, I'm not in the market for any souvenirs.
- Oh-ho, you can never have too many souven--
oh, no. I just realized what this place is!
- You have?
- Patrick, we have walked straight into a--
tourist trap.
- A trap! - Shh.
A trap.
- Come on. Let's escape,
before we spend all our money on useless trinkets.
Patrick, wait.
I saw a very nice driftwood sculpture over there,
that would work great as a mantlepiece.
- Spongebob, no!
- Spongebob!
- Patrick, that tourist trap took me for everything I had.
Now we don't have any money, we're still lost,
and we're gonna be in big trouble.
This vacation is a disaster!
Spongebob, i--
- I don't think this vacation's been a disaster.
You don't?
- No, of course not. See!
We did everything we dreamt of doing
at the great barrier reef.
- Patrick, you're right!
We went down a sewage pipe...
- Like a slide...
- Bounced off a huge anemone...
- Like a trampoline...
- Hid in a nest.
- Like a fort...
- And swung on some vines, which are a lot like ropes.
This vacation has it all!
- All except for one thing.
- What's that?
- A way outta here.
- My poor parents must be worried sick.
- I suggest we take a nap here until they come and find us.
That way, we'll be well-rested for the ride home.
- I suggest we start walking.
- I was afraid he was gonna suggest that.
- Spongebob, maybe we oughtta take a break
from the singing for a while.
- Good idea, Patrick.
I'll just play the road song on this whistle,
that I got from the souvenir shop.
- Oh, hey, son. We're ready to go.
- Wow, Spongebob,
you're pretty good with that thing.
- Oh, thanks, Patrick, glad you think so.
- Well,
apparently, I'm not the only one who does.
- What do you mean? Who else thinks--
oh, no, not again.
- The whistle seems to have soothed it.
- I think it's offering us a ride.
- Duh.
- Thanks, again!
Patrick, I think that is the friendliest
terrifyingly gigantic insect
I have ever had the pleasure of being carried off by.
- Me, too.
- Spongebob? Oh! There you are.
- Okay, hop in, boys,
the boat-mobile's as good as new,
and we've got miles and miles of open road ahead of us.
- Boys?
- Do something, Harold.
- He's your son, Margaret.
He's your son.
08x12 - Barnacle Face/Pet Sitter Pat
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A square yellow sponge named SpongeBob SquarePants lives in a pineapple with his pet snail, Gary, in the city of Bikini Bottom on the floor of the Pacific Ocean.
A square yellow sponge named SpongeBob SquarePants lives in a pineapple with his pet snail, Gary, in the city of Bikini Bottom on the floor of the Pacific Ocean.