The SpongeBob Movie: Search for SquarePants (2025)
Director: Derek Drymon
Screenplay: Pam Brady, Matt Lieberman
Story by: Marc Ceccarelli, Kaz, Pam Brady
Release Dates: October 26, 2025 (AFI Film Festival); December 19, 2025 (United States)
Stars: Tom Kenny (SpongeBob SquarePants / Gary the Snail), Clancy Brown (Mr. Krabs), Rodger Bumpass (Squidward Tentacles), Bill Fagerbakke (Patrick Star), Carolyn Lawrence (Sandy Cheeks), Mr. Lawrence (Plankton), Regina Hall (Barb), Mark Hamill (The Flying Dutchman), George Lopez (JK Fishlips), Isis “Ice Spice” Gaston (Ticket Taker Fish), Arturo Castro (Santa Monica Ride Operator), Sherry Cola (Studio Spokesperson / Krusty Krab Patron)
Plot
SpongeBob SquarePants finds that he has grown tall enough to ride an intense roller coaster, but is too afraid to do so. He aspires to be as brave as Mr. Krabs, who tells him that he was a swashbuckler in his youth. Upon discovering Mr. Krabs’ secret basement containing his pirate relics, he unintentionally summons The Flying Dutchman, a ghost pirate who was cursed to eternally roam the Underworld until he can swap places with an innocent soul. Deeming SpongeBob the soul he needs to return to mortality, he invites him and his best friend Patrick Star into his crew and promises to help SpongeBob become a swashbuckler. Mr. Krabs, regretting having told SpongeBob that he is not brave, follows suit with Squidward Tentacles and Gary the Snail to rescue the duo.
The Dutchman informs SpongeBob that he must complete a series of dangerous trials and blow the Dutchman’s horn in order to become a swashbuckler. SpongeBob overcomes the challenges with ease by doing what he believes Mr. Krabs would do. The Dutchman grows annoyed by Patrick’s childish distractions, and convinces a reluctant SpongeBob to abandon him. When Mr. Krabs catches up with SpongeBob, the Dutchman forces him to admit that he was not a swashbuckler, but rather a fry cook who enjoyed blowing bubbles for which he was humiliated. Convinced by the Dutchman that Mr. Krabs lied to and does not believe in him, SpongeBob blows the Dutchman’s horn, which swaps the curse from the Dutchman to SpongeBob and Mr. Krabs, who become bearded ghosts. The Dutchman becomes a human, regains his mortality, and spends his time in Santa Monica, California. The Dutchman betrays and leaves behind his assistant Barb, who has a change of heart to tell SpongeBob and Mr. Krabs that they need to destroy the horn before sunset to reverse the curse.
After reconciling with Patrick, SpongeBob goes up with Mr. Krabs to the surface. They attempt to steal the horn, only for Dutchman to catch them and flee onto a roller coaster, believing SpongeBob is too cowardly to follow. Mr. Krabs encourages SpongeBob to embrace himself and use his bubble-blowing skills to his advantage. SpongeBob gains the courage to climb the ascending roller coaster vehicle and trap the horn within a bubble, which he pops to drop the horn to the ground and destroy it. The curse is reversed, and the Dutchman is demoted to kitchen duty for his actions while Barb takes his place as captain. Mr. Krabs celebrates SpongeBob for his bravery before they realise they left Squidward behind in the Underworld.
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Transcript
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(WAVES CRASHING)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(CREAKING)
Once upon a time, long, long ago…
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SCRAPING)
(SCRAPING)
(OBJECTS CLATTERING)
(SEABIRD CAWING)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)
Once upon a time, long, long agoCome on!
(MUSIC STOPS)
(SCRAPING)
(CLANKS)
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC CONTINUES)
Once upon a time, long, long ago… one unlucky sailor fell under an ancient wicked curse.
And thusly, he became known as the dreaded Flying Dutchman.
(THUNDER BREAKING)
Legend has it, the only way to lift his curse is through the pure heart of an innocent. Henceforth, the Flying Dutchman is doomed to wander the seas in search of this magical soul. A precious youth with an innocent mind. Will he find this soul?
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(ECHOING) Does such a soul even exist?
(SPONGEBOB LAUGHING)
SPOOKY KIDS:
♪ Who lives in a pineapple
♪ Under the sea? ♪
(FLYING DUTCHMAN LAUGHS WICKEDLY)
(CROWING)
(CALM HAWAIIAN MUSIC)
(JELLYFISH BUZZING)
(SNORING) Meow. Meow. Meow.
(SNORING)
(CLOCK TICKING)
(DINGS, CUCKOOS)
(HORN BLARES)
RADIO DJ: Good morning! This is Rocket Fuel Randy on BKNI 101, and I got the jet fuel to get you rocking. Are you ready to get the day started?
SINGER ON RADIO: ♪ Chickachickahh ♪
I’m ready.
(OH YEAH BY YELLO PLAYING ON SPEAKERS) Wah! Wah! Ooh!
RADIO DJ: Big things are happening today.
Today’s the day!
I just know it.
Things feel different.
My whole life is about to change.
Meow.
I know I said that yesterday, Gary.
Meow.
And the day before.
Meow.
And a bunch of days before that.
But today is different.
(FANTASTICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
RADIO DJ: Big things in store.
(SQUEAKS)
(CRANKING)
Well, what’s it say, Gary?
Meow.
What? That can’t be.
Meow.
Gary, what’s it really say?
Meowow.
(ANGRILY) Gary.
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Meow.
Whoo!
Do you know what this means?
Meow.
For the last time, we are not rehoming you.
No, this means I’m exactly 36 clams high!
Meow.
I know it doesn’t seem like much, Gary, but that half a clam I grew changes everything.
Meow.
That’s right, Garylicious.
Everyone’s gonna look at me in a brand new way.
(FEET SCREECHING)
(CLICKS)
ICE SPICE: (RAPPING)
♪ Big guy, big guy
♪ Big, big guy
Big guy Because now…
I’m a big guy.
ICE SPICE:
♪ SpongeBob Big Guy Pants okay
♪ Big things ’bout
to happen today
♪ I woke up feeling
a brand new way
♪ Big, big guy
Big guy Big guy!
ICE SPICE:
♪ SpongeBob Big Guy Pants okay
♪ Tight fit, square hips
♪ Doing a dance
in my big guy pants Big guy.
ICE SPICE:
♪ SpongeBob Big Guy
Pants okay ♪
Big guy.
ICE SPICE: ♪ Ain’t a jellyfish,
but I’m the catch
(GRUNTING)
♪ Feel like that fish
so I’m puffing my chest ♪
Big guy.
(GRUNTS)
(RAP SONG ENDS)
Well, catch you later, Gare Bear.
I’m off to do some important stuff that only big guys like me are allowed to do.
Uh…
Whew. We’re gonna need a bigger doorway.
Meow.
Morning, Squidward!
Want to hear my big news?
Oh, sure.
Let me go mark some time on my calendar.
Hmph!
Great! Let me know when!
(WHISTLING)
Good morning, Patrick!
Good morning!
Who are you?
Patrick, it’s me!
(GRUNTING)
Grandma?
You’re upside down!
No, Patrick, it’s me, SpongeBob.
You can’t be SpongeBob.
He’s far more diminutive.
He’s what?
Of reduced stature.
Come again?
Vertically challenged.
Say what now?
He’s shorter.
Patrick, I can’t believe all I do is grow a half a barnacle overnight, and now I’m 36 clams tall, and you don’t even recognize your best friend!
Did you say you’re 36 clams tall?
(SOBBING) Yes!
(STRAINING)
You’re a big guy now!
This guy’s a big guy!
So big!
Really big!
Big, big, big!
Guy, guy, guy!
Big, big, big!
Guy, guy, guy!
Big, big, big!
Guy, guy, guy!
(GROANS)
(THUDS)
Look out, everyone.
Really big.
Really guy.
Hey, Sandy, notice anything different about me?
(PANTING)
Howdy, SpongeBob.
Did you get a new pair of shoes?
(BOTH GIGGLING)
PLANKTON: Ouch!
Hi, Plankton!
Watch where you’re going, you big dummy!
Oh! Thanks for noticing.
Wait, no! Ow!
Patrick, I’ve never felt so respected before.
Get used to it, buddy.
And do you know what the best part of being a big guy is?
(CHUCKLES)
What is it, Patrick?
No, I’m asking.
It means I finally get to do what every little guy dreams of doing when they grow up.
You don’t mean…
That’s right.
Ride the big guy roller coaster at Captain Booty Beard’s Fun Park!
Whoohoo!
Whoohoo!
This calls for an extraspecial bubble blow.
(SPLASHING)
(BOTH INHALE, BLOWS)
(SQUEAKS)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
To Captain Booty Beard’s!
BOTH: Whoohoo!
PATRICK: Gimme a “big”!
SPONGEBOB: Big!
PATRICK: Gimme a “guy”!
SPONGEBOB: Guy!
PATRICK: What does that spell?
SPONGEBOB: 36 clams high!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTING)
Don’t waste my time, squirt.
(SIGHS)
(CHILDREN LAUGHING)
WOMAN: Next!
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Ugh, you again.
(IMITATING REVERSE BEEPING)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Congratulations.
Patrick?
It’s official.
(BOTH SCREAMING EXCITEDLY)
Don’t make me call security.
BOTH: Whoohoo! Yay!
(BOTH GIGGLING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING SLOWS DOWN)
(SCREAMING)
(GROANS WORRIEDLY)
(RIDERS SCREAMING)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(SCREAMING)
(O FORTUNA PLAYING)
(SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING)
(SHOUTING)
(EXPLOSION)
(WARBLED SCREAMING)
(SCREAMING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
(SCREAMING FADES)
(TERRIFIED WHEEZING)
(GULPS) Patrick?
(LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)
Wait a minute!
Huh?
What’s the matter?
I thought you were a big guy.
I am! I mean…
(DEEP VOICE) I am.
(NORMAL VOICE) I just, uh, promised someone else that I’d ride with them, (CHUCKLES) that’s all.
Oh, yeah? Who?
(SUSPENSEFUL STING)
(STAMMERING) The guy who… (STAMMERING) I… Mr. Krabs!
Oh. That makes sense.
Phew.
Let’s go get him!
(GROANING)
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
PATRICK: Sorry!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
PATRICK: Coming through!
(ALL EXCLAIMING)
(SCREECHES)
(DOOR BELL RINGS)
PATRICK: Heads up, Mr. Krabs!
It’s time to ride the Shipwreck!
Whoohoo!
What are ya talking about, Patrick?
The roller coaster!
Get your head in the game.
Remember that big terrifying roller coaster?
Nope.
We had a deal to ride it together.
Nope.
So I couldn’t ride it if you were too busy to ride it with me.
Hmm?
Wha(IMITATES ROLLER COASTER CLIMBING THE LIFT)
(IMITATES SCREAMING)
Hoowhoowhoowhoo!
(IMITATING EXPLOSION)
Shipwreck!
(TEETH CHATTERING)
Hmm.
Hmm.
Oh, right! Our old roller coaster deal.
Of course, yeah.
Phew!
But, uh, we can’t go today, lad.
Things are too busy around here.
Oh. Hear that, Patrick? Mr. (IMITATES ROLLER COASTER CLIMBING THE LIFT)
(GRUNTING)
Ow!
(GROANS)
Shipwreck!
Thanks for covering for me, Mr. Krabs.
I don’t know why I got so scared when I saw that roller coaster.
I thought I was big enough.
Just ’cause you’re taller don’t mean you’re a big guy.
It doesn’t?
Big guys are rough and tumble.
They don’t blow bubbles.
Hmm. I guess not.
Being scared of roller coasters ain’t nothing to be ashamed of.
Glad you understand.
You must’ve been scared of roller coasters, too, when you were my age.
Well, I wouldn’t reallyYou were probably hidingunderthebed kind of scared, weren’t you?
Well, I, uhMaybe even cwyin’fo’Mama kind of scared.
I wasn’t crying for Mama!
Poopypeepeeinmypantsy kind of scared. (LAUGHS) Am I right?
Get it straight, SpongeBob!
My pants were clean!
‘Cause nothing ever scared me… and nothing ever will!
But didn’t you say being scared wasn’t anything to be ashamed of?
It ain’t! For you.
But I’m different. I wasn’t blowing bubbles at your age.
I was risking me life on the high seas!
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(ALL GASPING)
I ate danger for breakfast!
Peril for lunch!
And adventure for dinner!
Whawhawha…
Really?
That’s right!
I was in command of me own vessel, and sailed many a dangerous mile. Tell me about your greatest adventure.
What if I told you I sailed with the Flying Dutchman himself?
The Flying Dutchman?
The most pantswettingly scariest ghost to ever roam the high seas?
Oh, my lucky brick.
MR. KRABS: Aye!
Like many a young sailor before me, I longed for adventure.
(MUSCLES CREAKING)
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
And that’s when the Dutchman’s hornpipe appeared.
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
MR. KRABS: I summoned the cursed pirate, and journeyed with him to the deepest part of the sea. A nightmare realm called the Underworld.
(ROARS)
(GULPS)
MR. KRABS: It was filled with ghostly pirates, haunted hurricanes, terrifying monsters!
(ROARING)
Roar!
Whoa!
I faced ’em all with steel in me backbone and a cutlass in me claw!
Hyah!
(PIRATES GROAN)
Hoowaa! Hyah!
(ROARS, GROANS)
It was the greatest adventure of me life! Wow!
You’re almost like a real swashbuckler!
Almost?
I am a real swashbuckler!
How do you think I earned this baby?
What is that?
It’s a Swashbuckler Certificate.
It means I proved my bravery, courageousness, daring, panache, guts, grit, moxie, and intestinal fortitude.
(GRUNTS)
Well, that’s it!
I’d be a big guy if I could earn my Swashbuckler Certificate.
And you could teach me!
Teach you?
To be a swashbuckler?
I don’t mean to laugh in your face, but…
(LAUGHING)
You’re too scared to even ride a roller coaster!
I can do it.
I want to be a brave swashbuckler like you.
I’m ready.
SpongeBob, you’re just a bubbleblowing baby boy who’s not ready.
ButButts are for toilets!
Speaking of which, the heads need swabbing, so git!
And no more talk about being a swashbuckler.
Aww.
MR. KRABS: You’re not ready… not ready… not ready… not ready… not ready… not ready… not ready!
(GIGGLING)
SPONGEBOB: Bravery. Courage.
I got to learn this stuff if I’m gonna prove myself to Mr. Krabs.
You got this, SpongeBob.
(GIGGLING)
Uhoh. (EXCLAIMS) Now what else did he say I needed?
PATRICK: Daring.
Oh, right. Daring.
PATRICK: Guts.
Definitely need those.
PATRICK: Panache. Moxie.
Intestinal fortitude.
Okay, okay! Slow down!
You spelled “fortitude” wrong.
It’s FORTITUDE.
SPONGEBOB: (GASPS) Mr. Krabs’s certificate!
(EXCLAIMS)
Why do you have this?
I always read in the bathroom.
(GROANS) I know I can do this.
I just need a chance to prove it!
(ECHOING) Prove it.
(WIND WHISTLING)
(GHOSTLY WHISPERS)
(ECHOING)
Well, that’s weird.
(WIND WHISTLING)
(GASPS) Oh, shrimp!
The certificate!
Mr. Krabs won’t like that.
W… we got to get it, right?
I… I’m not going in there.
Yeah, you’d have to be pretty brave to go in there.
Hey, wait a minute!
Patrick, this is it!
It is?
Destiny is squeezing my buns.
(SNAPS)
Do you feel it?
Yeah!
This vent is just what I need to start earning my Swashbuckler Certificate.
You mean the one we lost?
Oh, yes, that one, but also the one I’m gonna earn.
We lost two of them down there?
The hero’s journey starts with one squish.
(GRUNTING)
Right behind you.
(STRAINING)
I’ll catch up.
Ooh. Side adventure.
Hmm. Left or right?
Mmm.
(SCREAMS) Left!
Definitely left!
(PANICKED SOBBING)
(STRAINS, YELLS)
(SOBS) Ow!
(SHOES SQUEAKING)
(GASPS)
This must lead to the basement.
This must go deeper than the basement.
WhaWhere am I?
(GASPS)
(WONDROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(GASPS LOUDLY)
(SLOWLY) Wow!
This must be Mr. Krabs’s swashbuckler sanctum.
Ooh, look at that.
And that. And that.
And that! And that! And that!
And that! And that! And that!
And that! And that! And that!
(EXCLAIMS, GROANS)
PATRICK: Hi.
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Argh!
Ahoy!
(GRUNTING)
So, who’s a bubbleblowing baby boy now, huh?
(GRUNTING)
(SCREAMS)
(EXCLAIMING)
Whoa!
(SHOUTING)
(GROANS)
Oh, who am I kidding?
I’ll never be a swashbuckler.
Hmm?
(SOFT WHISTLING)
Mysterious Glow…
Part Two.
(GASPS)
(GHOSTLY WHISPERS)
SPONGEBOB: Whoa.
This must be the hornpipe Mr. Krabs took from the Flying Dutchman!
“If a swashbuckler ye want to be, blow this horn and ye shall see.”
(GASPS) Patrick, I’m feeling destiny again.
(CREAKING)
Still nothing. But don’t let me slow you down.
(INHALES SHARPLY)
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
(BUBBLING)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(EVIL LAUGHTER ECHOING)
Huh? That sounds like…
Oh, no!
(POPS)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Huh? (YELLS)
(GRUNTS)
SpongeBob! Get out of there!
Have fun.
(YELLS)
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER ECHOING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(EVIL LAUGHTER ECHOING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(SPLASHING)
(CREAKING)
Land ho!
(GRUNTING)
(TEETH CLATTERING)
(GROWLING)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(BOTH GASPING)
(BRICK CLINKS)
Uh, you dropped your lucky brick.
I don’t have a lucky brick.
(CREAKING)
(EXCLAIMS, GASPING)
On your feet, ya seadrinkin’ polliwog!
You’re in the company of the Flying Dutchman!
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Hmm.
(WHIMPERING, TEETH CLATTERING)
(ECHOING)
Who blew my hornpipe?
Uh…
I did.
Hmm.
SpongeBob, I’m comin’!
CHORUS: ♪ Hurry! Hurry!
Hurry! Hurry!
♪ Hurry! Hurry! ♪
Weird place for a painting.
MR. KRABS: Move it, Squidward!
CHORUS: ♪ Hurry!
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! ♪
Ah, let me take a look at ya.
Spitshine shoes.
Long socks. Short pants.
Empty middledistant stare.
Tell me, laddie, can ya blow a bubble?
Why… you’re the very swab I’ve been lookin’ for!
(LAUGHS)
(STAMMERS) Really?
You look like the kind of strappin’ young bubbleblowin’ fella who wants, nay, needs a chance to prove his mettle.
(EXCLAIMS) He was just saying that in the bathroom!
Quiet! You don’t matter.
Very good.
That’s why I blew the horn, Mr. Dutchman, sir.
I need to prove I’m a big guy by earning my Swashbuckler Certificate.
Well, I’m here to offer you a onceinalifetime opportunity to prove your worth in the Underworld.
Just like Mr. Krabs!
Aw. But he doesn’t think I’m ready for that kind of thing.
Well, maybe he’s right.
You might not be ready for swashbucklin’!
Swashbuckling?
(BUBBLING)
Swashbucklin’.
(LAUGHING MENACINGLY)
(PATRICK EXCLAIMING)
(BLADES SWISHING, WHOOSHING)
Swashbuckling!
(PIRATES YELLING)
(ADVENTUROUS MUSIC PLAYING)
Ah!
(YELLS)
(CACKLING)
(SHOUTS, GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(LAUGHS, GROANS)
Huh?
(SHOUTS)
(ALL GRUNTING)
Whoa!
(SHOUTING)
(CACKLING)
I’m ready!
Then it’s a deal.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
The Dutchman’s deal.
(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(THE FLYING DUTCHMAN CACKLING)
(CHUCKLES)
(CACKLING)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(PANICKED PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
Stupid passcode.
(GRUNTS)
Four… fifteen… eight.
(GRUNTS)
(GROANS)
Permission to come aboard, sir!
Granted, shipmate!
Me, too?
Only if ya put on some pants.
(SIGHS) I guess.
(MUMBLES)
(GROANS) Pupil scan?
(SCAN WHIRRING, BEEPING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
Ooh!
Whee!
Welcome aboard!
(ALL LAUGHING AND CHEERING)
(CREAKING)
MR. KRABS: Blast these long eyes.
(WHIRRING, BEEPING)
Come on, right this way to your quarters.
(ALL CHEERING)
I’m gonna be a swashbuckler. Yeah!
What do ya think, Captain?
Pure heart, innocent mind, desperate to be a big guy.
He’s perfect.
(WHIRS, CHIRPS)
(GRUNTS, GASPS)
Ahoy, Krabs!
Long time no see!
(EVIL LAUGH)
Please, don’t take SpongeBob!
(LAUGHS) You’ll never see him again.
He’s the key to unlocking my curse.
(GASPS) SpongeBob!
(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUING)
(TEETH CLATTERING)
(BOTH GROANING)
Cinch up your trousers, me hearties.
A trip to the Underworld is not for the faint of heart.
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(BOTH EXCLAIMING)
(SCREAMING)
(LAUGHING)
Oh, Squidward, what are we gonna do?
Sorry, I don’t speak “do”.
All me blusterin’ and braggin’, fillin’ that boy’s head with adventure!
I drove him right into the tender mercies of that monster, the Flying Dutchman.
Look, Eugene, you can’t blame yourself.
Mr. Krabs.
Say what?
Call me Mr. Krabs.
Okay.
Look, “Mr. Krabs”…
There ya go.
You know what?
It is your fault.
You’re right, Squidward.
Which is why we got to go save him!
Hold it.
You don’t think I’m actually participating in this fool’s errand, do you?
I know you are.
Because if you don’t, I’ll demote you to fry cook.
Permanently!
But the grease inflames my acne!
(PANICKED SOBBING)
(EXCLAIMING)
(SCREAMING)
(POPS)
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
So, just the two of us against the Dutchman, huh?
There’s three in this crew, Mr. Squidward.
(SLOSHING)
Meow.
Why was I worried?
Nice to see me old gear still fits, eh? (LAUGHS)
(CREAKING)
(BUTTON RICOCHETING)
SCALLOP: Squawk!
What the
Huh?
Hmm. Not bad.
(SCALLOP BLOWS RASPBERRY)
And to get us there in style, say hello to our noble vessel, The Patty Blaster!
Hey, we might actually be safe on this adventure, driving a…
(FOGHORN PLAYS WOEFUL MELODY)
(GLUMLY) Winnebago.
We can’t lose in a “Win”nebago, Mr. Squidward.
(CACKLING)
Hilarious.
Squawk!
Hilarious!
Do you even know how to find SpongeBob?
Aye, Squidward, but it won’t be easy.
The Dutchman’s taken SpongeBob to the deepest, most dangerous part of the sea.
A realm of dark magic called the Underworld.
Under where?
(CHUCKLING)
Underwear.
(CLEARS THROAT)
Well, how do we get there?
First we’ve got to find the magical portal.
Then navigate the Slime River through unimaginable terrors.
And if we survive, this is where we find SpongeBob.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
Meow!
SQUIDWARD: Challenge Cove?
MR. KRABS That’s where the Dutchman can use SpongeBob to break his curse!
And if we don’t get down there in time to stop him, our favorite fry cook (ECHOES) is doomed!
Now saddle up!
We got no time to waste!
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
(HISSING)
Full disclosure, that’s farther than I thought we’d get.
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD GRUNTING)
MR. KRABS: Pop the clutch, Gary!
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD PANTING)
MR. KRABS: Whoohoo!
(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYS)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
(METAL SQUEAKS)
(SCREAMING)
(BLUBBERING SHUDDERS)
(YELLS)
(PATRICK AND SPONGEBOB SCREAMING)
(BOTH GROAN)
Welcome to the Underworld!
(LAUGHING MENACINGLY)
Huh?
(SPOOKY ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(ROARS)
Maybe I’m not ready for this place.
Ah, yes, the Underworld can be terrifying to most.
But not to a brave big guy like yourself.
You think I’m brave?
Aye, you laugh at danger!
(GRUNTS)
(SCREECHES)
(SCREAMS)
(CLEARS THROAT) I mean…
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
You can do better than that.
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
I can’t hear you.
(LAUGHING)
(GULPS)
Don’t worry, Patrick.
We laugh at danger!
(LAUGHING)
(GROWLING)
Huh? Huh?
Huh? Huh?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(BOTH SCREAM)
PATRICK: Huh?
Incoming!
(ANCHOR BATS SHRIEKING)
BOTH: Whoohoo! (GIGGLING)
(GRUNTS)
(WHOOSHING)
(BOTH LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)
(SPOOKY ROCK MUSIC CONTINUING)
(GASPS)
Whoo!
(BELLOWING)
(BELLOWING)
Ooh!
Wow!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Uh… Huh?
(GIGGLING)
(GRUNTING)
(SPOOKY ROCK MUSIC CONTINUING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(GRUNTS)
You were right, Dutchman.
I’m not afraid of the Underworld!
(SHOUTING)
(GROANS)
Glad to hear it, lad.
I’m not afraid, either!
Who cares?
SpongeBob, I want you to think of me as your swashbuckling guru, and your friend.
Aw.
(GASPS) Look!
More danger!
(GROWLING)
Here, kitty, kitty.
(FEARFULLY) Nyahah!
(GROWLS)
(LAUGHING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Captain, this lubber is a complete barnacle brain.
Are you sure he’s the one?
True, he don’t have physical prowess or pirating ability, but the boy’s got the very thing we need…
Staggering stupidity.
He won’t figure out the truth until it’s way too late, when we finally break my curse!
(EVIL LAUGH)
Break your curse!
(CACKLING)
My curse! (CACKLING) Your curse! (CACKLING)
(SPOOKY MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING)
What are we laughing about?
(SHRIEKS)
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: Oh, uh, nothin’, lad.
(ENGINE SPUTTERING)
MR. KRABS: Accordin’ to the map, the gates to the Underworld lie in the most horrible place imaginable.
(HORROR STING)
Bikini Bottom High.
Aye, dangerous waters.
GIRL: (VOCAL FRY) Ew.
Nice ride. (SCOFFS) Losers.
See what I mean?
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
Hey!
(GIRLS YELL)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(BELL RINGING)
(ALL CHEERING)
MR. KRABS: Whoa! Whoa!
SQUIDWARD: Ahh!
MR. KRABS: Whoa!
SQUIDWARD: Ahh!
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD SHOUTING) Right! Take a right!
(GRUNTS)
(TIRES SCREECH)
GIRLS: Hmph!
Is that Squidward Tentacles?
Coach Tuna?
You still owe me laps.
(BLOWS WHISTLE)
Incoming fire!
(GROANS)
(GROANS)
Ah!
SCALLOP: Squawk!
Hah.
(GROANS)
(ALL GROAN)
Huh?
(CHUCKLING WICKEDLY)
(GRUNTS)
Hey!
Ow!
Meow! Meow! Meow!
(ALL GROANING)
ALL: Huh?
We’re close.
(DEEP INHALE)
I can smell it.
Me, too.
(SPUTTERING)
(SQUISHING)
Are you Davy?
No, man, I’m Phil.
Davy’s over there.
MR. KRABS: Thar she blows!
Davy Jones’ locker.
The entrance to the Underworld.
(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
(MOANS)
(ALL YELLING)
(WHISTLING CHEERFUL TUNE)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: If you’re gonna be a swashbuckler, you got to dress the part. (LAUGHS)
(CHUCKLING)
Now step out, lad.
Let’s get a look at ya.
(FANFARE PLAYS, ENDS WITH SOUR NOTE) Are you sure this is a swashbuckler outfit?
Absolutely!
Standard issue.
Really? Wh
Whoa!
(GROANS)
That safety suit should keep him alive long enough to break my curse.
Your curse.
(CACKLING)
Come on, Barb… read the room.
Hold it!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
This is all wrong!
Let’s find something else.
Wait! Mind your business!
(JAUNTY ACCORDION MUSIC PLAYS)
Fashion show!
This feels much better.
I don’t think that’s quite right, lad.
I agree, Dutchie.
It’s missing one thing.
(BLOWS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Achoo!
(GULPS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Pink guy’s drivin’ me nuts!
He’s distracting the fool.
Their friendship is a problem.
(CHUCKLES)
That’s why we work so well together, Barb.
We’ve never been friends.
Exactly! I
Wait, what?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Yeah, we’ll have to take care of that one.
(BELL RINGS)
Land ho!
Whoa!
Whoa!
BOTH: ♪ Whoa ♪
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: We’ve arrived at Challenge Cove.
The place where you’ll finally become a swashbuckler.
SPONGEBOB: Whoohoo!
(THE FLYING DUTCHMAN CACKLING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
(WARBLING)
(METAL SQUEAKS)
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD SCREAMING)
(PLOPS)
(GASPING)
Meow.
(GULPS)
Are you sure about this?
Don’t worry, Mr. Squidward.
I’ve got everything under control.
(CREATURES WARBLING)
These creatures look friendly enough, huh? (CHUCKLES)
(SHRIEKING)
(SCREAMS)
(FRANTIC GASPING)
That was the scariest thing I ever saw! (SOBBING) Till I saw that.
(ROARING)
(SCREAMING)
(EXCLAIMING IN FEAR)
(GROANS)
(NOSE HONKS)
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD YELLING) Huh?
Huh?
(KISSING LOUDLY)
(MR. KRABS AND SQUIDWARD SCREAMING)
(KISSING LOUDLY)
(MOANS)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
Meow.
Here’s an idea. We go home and you hire a new fry cook!
(GROANS) What do you think, Gary?
(SQUEAKS)
(THE WAY WE WERE PLAYING) SpongeBob’s first Krusty Krab ID card.
(SNIFFLES)
Look at him.
So… yellow.
(WHIMPERING)
That answers that.
(SHRIEKS)
(SPOOKY MUSIC PLAYING)
(GASPS) Is that where we have to go?
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: Aye! To succeed, you must reach that X.
And then I’ll get my certificate!
Right after you make it up to the next X.
And then up to that one.
And up to the next one.
And then up again.
And up there.
How high do I have to go?
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: To the top, lad!
If you make it there and blow that hornpipe, oh, you’ll become a swashbuckler.
Mr. Krabs will be so proud!
If I can do it.
(CHUCKLING)
No, it’ll be easy!
We’ll get through these challenges together.
Starting with, uh, oh… intestinal fortitude.
To begin we’ll walk that path until weNot so fast!
You said we have to walk this path.
But this is clearly a road.
You’re right, Patrick.
It is a road.
I know.
Tartar sauce!
Now what are we gonna do?
(SAD MUSIC PLAYING)
I know.
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: What difference does it make?
You say “road”, I say “path”.
(MUSIC ENDS)
I say “potato”, you say “potahto”!
No, I don’t.
I say “string cheese”.
PATRICK: Ooh.
String cheese.
String cheese.
String cheese.
A road of string cheese.
String Cheese Road!
String Cheese…
Expressway!
PATRICK: String Cheese…
Castle!
I can’t take it!
Barb, no! Killing him might tip him off.
What do you say we go beat these challenges, road or no road?
(BOTH SCREAM GLEEFULLY)
BOTH: (GASPS) Wait!
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Watch out for the Skeleton Guardians!
BOTH: Huh?
(YELLS) What?
Watch out for the
Whaoof!
(EXCLAIMS, GROANS)
Watch out for the whaoof?
(BONES CLATTERING)
Not sure what that means.
Plus, it’s hard to hear with all the “cckoocckoocckoo” sounds.
Well, whatever it is, I’m sure it’s not that important.
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROWLING)
Patrick, I think these are the guys who are gonna…
(GULPS) fortify our intestines!
Yay!
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Barb, we got to reach that nitwit before he gets killed!
Desperately trying, sir!
What do you think, path or road?
(CLINKS)
(GROANS) Can someone hand me my eyebrows?
Swordplay, huh?
I think my skills will satisfy.
(BLOWS)
Dodge! Parry!
Thrust! Plie.
(BUBBLE POPS)
(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)
(ROARING)
Patrick!
(EXCLAIMS, YELLS)
(BOTH GRUNT)
(SKELETON GUARDIAN ROARS)
(SPONGEBOB PANTING, GRUNTS, EXCLAIMS)
(GRUNTING)
(EXCLAIMS)
(SKELETON GUARDIAN ROARS)
What if Mr. Krabs was right and I am just a bubbleblowing baby boy?
That wouldn’t be good.
Oh, Patrick, what are we gonna do?
(GROANS)
(GASPS)
(GROANING)
(SCALLOPS CHIRPING)
(ANGELIC CHOIR VOCALIZING)
MR. KRABS: Yer askin’ the wrong question, lad!
Mr. Krabs?
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
If ya want to get out of this pickle, you’re gonna have to start actin’ like a roughandtumble swashbuckler.
Well, how do I do that?
Ya start by askin’ the right question.
It’s not, (MEEKLY) “What are we gonna do?”
It’s, (CONFIDENTLY) “What would I do?”
What would I do?
(ANGELIC CHOIR VOCALIZING)
Huh? No. No, no. Me!
What would me do?
Not you. Me! Mr. Krabs!
What would I do?
Oh! That makes way more sense.
(WIND BLOWING)
So, how does itDoes this end orWake up!
(EXCLAIMS)
(GASPS)
Patrick, maybe if we act like Mr. Krabs, we can make our way through this.
Why didn’t I think of that?
(CRASHING)
Because you’re not a Swashbuckler Certificate recipient in the making!
Huh?
Barb! Do ya spy the barnacle?
Sorry, sir.
I don’t
Wait.
Hey, look at me!
ALL: Huh?
(BLOWING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
Argh. I’m no bubble blower.
I’m a roughandtumble swashbuckler.
Rough and tumble as the day is long.
They don’t come as rough and tumble as me.
Rough and tumble, tumble and
(SCREAMS)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
Huh. Look at me!
Rumble and tumble!
(PATRICK SHOUTING)
(SCREAMS)
(GROANS)
SpongeBob?
These look like… our intestines.
And they’re fortified!
This means I passed the first challenge!
BOTH: Whoohoo!
PATRICK: Look at mine wiggle.
Huh?
(HUMMING)
Look at them.
Wiggle, wobble!
Peekaboo!
(EXCLAIMS)
Hairdodo!
(SPONGEBOB WHOOPING WILDLY)
(CHUCKLING)
What are those idiots doing?
(BABBLING)
(FRANTIC BABBLING)
(LAUGHING)
What is happening?
(GIBBERING)
(WHOOPING, LAUGHING)
(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
(HYSTERICAL LAUGHTER)
(SPONGEBOB AND PATRICK WHOOPING)
(LAUGHS) I don’t know how he did it, Barb.
That fool must really be the one.
I think you’re right, sir. Look.
(GIBBERING)
(GIGGLING)
(CHIMING)
Yes?
Whoa!
Yes?
(HORN BLARING)
(SCREAMS) Yes!
(DRAMATIC STING)
(RUMBLING)
(WHIRRING)
Huh?
SpongeBob?
SPONGEBOB: Uhoh.
You know what that means, Mr. Krabs.
I’m in deep shrimp.
(GIGGLES)
SpongeBob!
(TIRES SCREECHING)
Hold on, lad!
(BEEPING)
(THUNDER BREAKING)
BOTH: Whoohoo!
Onto challenge number two!
(CHUCKLING EXCITEDLY)
(PHONE RINGS)
Shello?
(GARBLED SPEECH ON PHONE) Bad news, sir.
Krabs is following us.
(YELLS) What?
No, no, no!
If he catches up, he’ll tell SpongeBob the truth and ruin everything.
Oh, Barb, it’s been so long and I’m so close.
I wouldn’t worry about Krabs, sir.
He ain’t gonna last long in the Underworld.
(CACKLING)
(SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE)
Huh? Where is that music comin’ from?
Mmm. Not bad.
(SCALLOP BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Huh?
(SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUING)
(OMINOUS STING)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING)
(RHYTHMIC CLAPPING, GIGGLING)
Huh?
(SMOOTH JAZZ MUSIC CONTINUING)
(ECHOING)
Greetings, travelers.
Come play with us.
Come play?
Cover your ears, Squidward.
Those are Sirens, temptin’ us into a smooth jazz trap.
(SPLASHES)
Later, losers.
(LAUGHS)
Squidward. We got to save SpongeBob.
(EXCLAIMS)
(CHIMES)
There’s no time for a solo!
There’s always time for a solo.
(OMINOUS STING)
(PLAYING SHRILL, DISCORDANT TUNE)
(AGONIZED GROANS)
(EXPLOSION)
(HISSING)
Meow.
(GROANS)
(GROWLING)
Well, music lovers, what do you think? Ack!
(GRUNTING)
Help me!
Ooh, now we got to save that goodfornothin’ easylistenin’ layabout.
Help me!
(GROANS)
Whoa! Put me down!
(YELPS, FEARFUL GROANING)
There’s got to be somethin’ in here that’ll help Squidward.
Hmm.
Whoa! (GROANS)
(SIGHS)
Huh?
Better hurry up!
Or instead of being a big guy, I’ll be a dead guy.
(SCREAMING)
(FRANTIC GASPING)
Whoa!
Bandages, no. Antiseptic, no.
Flare gun, no.
Breath mints, no.
What? Whoahoo! Agh!
Help!
Squawk!
Oh, no, you don’t!
(EXCLAIMING)
(FRANTIC GASPING, YELPS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMING)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
(MR. KRABS SHOUTING)
(IN UNISON) Uhoh.
No more wastin’ time, Squidward.
We might already be too late!
(PATRICK SCATTING CONGA LINE TUNE)
(SCREECHING)
You know, I think we cracked the code to these challenges.
All I got to do is keep acting like Mr. Krabs, and I’ll be swash-buckling in no time.
To Mr. Krabs.
BOTH: Big guys!
(BOTH GIGGLE)
(BLOWING)
(JOYFUL HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, what are they doin’ now?
Uh, eh… You can celebrate later, lad!
Let’s head to the next challenge!
(BOTH LAUGHING)
SpongeBob?
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Whee!
(GROANS) His pink friend is slowing us down.
Oh, just give me five minutes with him, sir.
I’ll explain how we do things around here!
(GROWLING)
Okay, chill out, Barb.
I have a better idea.
(GIGGLING)
SpongeBob.
Swashbucklers don’t spend their time seahorsin’ around.
Really?
What’s the swashbuckling stance on giggling?
(GIGGLES)
Not good!
(GIGGLES)
(STAMMERS)
What about butt wiggling?
(PATRICK LAUGHING, WHOOPING)
Maybe you don’t want this bad enough, SpongeBob.
That’s not true.
I want to be a big guy more than anything.
Well, uh, if you want to be someone big, you’re gonna have to leave some of your small ways behind. Hmm?
(PATRICK GIGGLING)
(GROANS)
(MOANS)
(STRAINING)
(PANTING)
Oh. Hmm.
Okay. No more seahorsing around.
Smart lad! (CHUCKLES) Now, let’s get you to challenge number two!
(CHUCKLING)
(GROANS)
Ow!
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
BARB: Welcome to the Underworld for what promises to be an exciting contest.
We’re just moments away from challenge number two.
PATRICK: Tell me, Barb, will it be even more difficult than the last challenge?
Uh, yes.
(SLURPS)
There’s, uh, no, no telling what’s lurking along that path to the platform. It could be a charging Bull Clam. Or a terrifying JellyHook. PATRICK: Hope it’s not my thirdgrade math teacher. She scares the heck out of me! (CHUCKLES) Know what I’m saying?
You’re on my foot.
Let’s meet our challenger!
Standing at a full 36 clams high and hailing all the way from Bikini Bottom, my best friend, SpongeBerb SquareShorts. BARB: This bubble blower has got a lot to prove if he ever wants to show the world he’s a swashbuckler.
(PIRATES CHEERING)
Challenge number two won’t be easy.
But I believe in you, big guy.
(GASPS)
Now, go get ’em.
Big guy.
Big guy. Big guy. Big guy.
Big guy. Big guy.
Big guy. Big guy.
(SLAMMING)
(ROARS)
Yikes!
(TEETH CHATTERING)
(GROWLING)
(ROARS)
(EXCLAIMS IN FEAR)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
Yeow! (SHUDDERS)
(GROANS)
(FEARFUL YELP)
(TEETH CHATTERING)
(GROANS)
(CREATURE GROWLING)
Okay, SquarePants, you can do this.
(IN UNISON) What would I do? Hmm.
Huh?
Huh?
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
SPONGEBOB: Whoa! (EXCLAIMING) Whee!
(CREATURE GRUNTS)
Whoohoo!
(LAUGHING)
Oh, my God! Yeah!
Yeah, baby!
(GROANS)
(SPONGEBOB LAUGHING)
Whoohoo!
(CREATURE EXCLAIMS)
(PIRATES CHEERING)
BOTH: Whoohoo!
(BOTH WHOOPING)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
Ooh, your lucky brick.
(BOTH LAUGHING)
(TWELFTH STREET RAG PLAYING) Huh?
Ooh!
Huh?
(SCATTING RHYTHMICALLY)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Whoo!
(BELL CHIMING)
(BELL DINGS)
Hmm.
(BULL CLAM APPROACHING)
(BULL CLAM GROWLS)
Whee!
Huh?
(BELLOWING)
(LAUGHS)
(GIDDY CHUCKLING)
(TWELFTH STREET RAG CONTINUING)
(BELL CHIMING)
(BELL DINGS)
(PIRATES SHOUTING)
En garde!
(WHOOSHING)
(PIRATES EXCLAIM)
(EXPLOSION)
(PIRATES SHOUTING)
(PIRATES LAUGHING)
(BELL CHIMES)
(BELL DINGS)
(CREATURE GROWLING)
(GRUNTS)
Huhho!
(GRUNTS) Hyah!
SPONGEBOB: Whoohoo! Yeah!
(LAUGHING)
(BELL CHIMING)
(GIGGLES, EXCLAIMS)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGS)
(LAUGHTER)
(BELL DINGING)
(LAUGHTER)
(DISTORTED LAUGHTER)
(FILM REEL WHIRS)
WOMAN: We interrupt this movie for an important message from Paramount Studios. This picture’s gone completely off the rails!
The only thing that can save it is some serious star power.
Get Sandy Cheeks in this movie, pronto!
Howdydo, SpongeBob!
(GLITCHING)
Huh.
(DISTORTED LAUGH)
(ROARS)
(BOTH SCREAM)
That’s not what I meant!
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Who is it?
Hey, what
(BOTH BLOWING RASPBERRY)
Get out of here!
Get out!
(PLAYING SPED UP TWELFTH STREET RAG)
(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(ROARS)
(PLAYING CONTINUING)
Huh?
(ROARS)
(PLAYS ELECTRIC GUITAR SOLO)
(RUMBLING)
(GASPS, WHIMPERS)
(CRASHES)
(SONG ENDING)
(SCALLOPS CHIRPING)
(GROANS)
(SONG ENDS)
(WARBLING)
Whoohoo!
Yeah!
Boy, if only Mr. Krabs could see me now.
He’d finally see what I’ve been seein’ all along, a swashbuckler in the makin’.
Really?
Really.
But remember, if you want to become a true big guy, you have to stay focused.
Got it. Focused.
PATRICK: Bubble break!
(GIDDY LAUGHTER)
(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)
You had me at “bubble”.
(SPONGEBOB GIGGLING)
(GROANS)
(BOTH GIGGLING)
Let’s do a tripledog backslash wandgrabber.
With a bananaslap twistblister!
(GIGGLING)
(CLEARS THROAT)
(MUSIC STOPS)
Hmm?
Huh?
Yeah…
Um, sounds fun, Patrick, but maybe we shouldn’t do this anymore.
(STAMMERS) What?
Well, it’s justYou know, itI have this other thing I’m doing.
PATRICK: You mean, you don’t want to blow bubbles with me?
(SOBBING)
(SIGHS, SNIFFLING)
I… I really want to, but…
That’s okay.
It’s just that I should…
No, it’s fine.
(SAD MUSIC PLAYING)
Pat.
I’m not crying! (SOBS) It’s just raining on my face!
(SOBBING)
Ah, don’t worry about your friend.
You can make it up to him once you’re a swashbuckler.
Well, I… I guess.
Good lad.
Just keep your eyes on the prize.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
Come on. Almost there.
(SPUTTERING)
You’re pushing this tub way too hard.
We can’t stop until we reach SpongeBob!
Can’t stop. Won’t stop.
No stop!
(EXPLOSION)
(SQUISHES)
We stopped.
MR. KRABS: Oh, I’m so sorry, me boy.
Why didn’t I just show ya how to be a swashbuckler when ya asked?
You never told me how much you cared.
Well, I couldn’t.
Emotions that are emotional (SOBS) are hard for me!
Well, it doesn’t matter now.
What?
You’re stuck, so I’m doomed.
Goodbye! (CRYING) Quick! We got to fix this camper! We got to fix it!
Oh, sure.
(SARCASTICALLY) Let’s go pop into an auto parts store and get what we need.
GARY: Meow.
BOTH: Huh?
(WIND WHISTLING)
(CREEPY MUSIC PLAYING)
MR. KRABS: Good eye, Gary!
Does this seem a little convenient?
Nonsense.
These bigbox stores are everywhere!
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(WHEELS SQUEAKING)
(EASY LISTENING MUSIC ON PA)
Meow.
Spare tire, exhaust pipe, tire iron, and oil.
Oil, where’s the oil?
Just ask somebody.
Hello! We need some oil over here!
Hello?
Hello!
(SUSPENSEFUL STING)
Where is everybody?
(SLAMS, CLICKS)
Hello?
That might be our cue to go.
Meowow.
Huh. There’s someone’s shoe.
(HORROR STING)
SQUIDWARD: And there’s the other one.
(ALL GASP)
(ALL EXCLAIM)
(HORROR STING)
What kind of bigbox store is this?
(WHOOSHING)
(ALL GASPING, EXCLAIMING)
Run!
(SCREAMS)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
(SCREAMS)
(MR. KRABS SHOUTING)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
I see the exit!
(SHRIEKS)
(WHIMPERS)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROWLS)
(SHRIEKING)
(GROWLING)
(BLOWS)
(GROWLING)
Meowow.
(GROWLING)
(WHIMPERS)
(TERRIFIED SHUDDERING)
What’s the plan, Mr. Krabs?
Meow.
Meowow.
It looks hungry.
And it’s getting closer!
Meow.
(WHIMPERING)
SQUIDWARD: Say the word.
Anytime now.
Sooner the better!
(SCREAMS)
(FRANTIC SOBBING)
(FRANTIC GASPING)
Really?
(YELPS)
Meow.
(ROARING)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
(FRANTIC PANTING)
Huh?
Hey, I found the oil!
Oh, no, no, no, no!
(FRANTIC SOBBING)
(GULP ECHOES)
Byebye, Krabby.
(CACKLING)
(SOBBING)
(WAILING)
Huh?
Whoa…
(BONE CRACKS)
Barb?
(SIGHS, GROANS)
What do you do when your best friend doesn’t want to blow bubbles anymore?
Uh…
Well, I, uh…
(CLEARS THROAT)
Yeah, I, I, uh…
Thanks. Makes a lot of sense.
(GROANS)
(DRAMATIC STING)
(ECHOING) This is it, lad.
The last challenge.
Finish this and you’ll become a swashbuckler!
Let’s do it.
(UPBEAT METAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Ready, Dutch?
Bang it.
(ENGINE REVS)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(BLOWS)
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
(BOTH GASP)
(LAUGHS)
Tada!
SPONGEBOB: Daring, bravery, courageousness, panache, guts, grit, moxie…
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: …and intestinal fortitude!
You did ’em all!
I knew you were special, lad.
(LAUGHING)
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
(BOTH GASP)
(GIDDY LAUGHTER)
(MANIACAL LAUGH)
(MENACING LAUGHTER)
(LAUGHING NORMALLY)
(GIDDY LAUGH)
(EPIC MUSIC PLAYING)
SPONGEBOB: Whoa!
Look at that!
(CHUCKLES) Inside those doors, you’ll stand at the altar, blow the hornpipe, and a swashbuckler you’ll become.
And once I get my certificate, Mr. Krabs will finally see that I’m a big guy.
(SPOTLIGHT CLUNKS)
Then I can do what every little guy dreams of doing when he grows up, ride that big guy roller coaster.
Yes, yes, roller coaUh, wait.
You mean your dream is to ride a roller coaster?
Well, of course.
We all have dreams.
What’s yours?
(SPOTLIGHT CLUNKS)
What?
Well, uh…
I dream of a wonderful world above the waves, where the sun shines in your face and the wind blows through your hair.
What’s this magical place called?
Santa Monica!
(CHUCKLES) Look at me, chatterin’ like a cabin boy.
Let’s get goin’!
MR. KRABS: Stop right there!
(SCREECHING)
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Good thing this bird is allergic to shellfish!
(MR. KRABS CACKLING)
(SNEEZES)
Mr. Krabs?
Ooh! Tartar sauce!
(HEROIC MUSIC CONTINUING)
(CRASHES)
Are you okay, boyo?
Did ya get hurt at all?
Any bumps?
Bruises? Scratches?
I’m so glad we found you!
Who’s “we”?
Me, Squidward and Gary.
We’re here to rescue ya!
From him!
Whoa! Well, now hold on, Krabs!
Oh, I’m not in any danger.
The Flying Dutchman’s been helping me become a swashbuckler.
Just like you.
(GUILTILY) Oh.
(CHUCKLES GLEEFULLY)
Well, ya see, I, uh…
You want to tell him, or should I?
Tell me what?
(GROANS)
It’s about me past, lad.
I embellished a few o’ the… tsk, uh, finer details.
(HEROIC MUSIC PLAYING)
I did spend me youth at sea, but I wasn’t the captain. SPONGEBOB: Wait a minute. You were a fry cook? MR. KRABS: Aye. And like you, I dreamed of bein’ a swashbuckler.
(GRUNTING)
(GROWLS)
(SHOUTS)
(LAUGHING)
MR. KRABS: But nobody believed in me. They said I was a bubbleblowin’ baby boy!
(GASPS)
MR. KRABS: I was so ashamed.
(GHOSTLY WHISPERS)
And that’s when something called out to me.
(MAGICAL CHIMING)
It was the Dutchman’s hornpipe. Huh?
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
MR. KRABS: The dirty deceiver promised to make me a swashbuckler, and lured me to the Underworld. But I froze when I saw that terrifyin’ place.
(SCREAMING ECHOES)
The Underworld shivered me timbers and I ran home, tail between me legs. I had many adventures at sea, boy, but I never did become a swashbuckler.
But, what about the Swashbuckler Certificate?
Well, about that…
(DRAMATIC STING)
I’ve been battling the horrors of the Underworld
(GROWLS)
for a Kids’ Menu?
I thought it looked familiar.
I’m sorry I lied, lad.
I just couldn’t bear for you to know I was a coward.
But I’m tellin’ you the truth now.
The Dutchman is trickin’ ya!
No, he’s not.
He’s just helping me become a swashbuckler.
I thought you’d be proud of me.
Instead, you’re treating me like I’m still just a bubble blower.
That’s right.
Krabs has never believed in you.
Come with me and blow that hornpipe.
Show him you’re a real swashbuckler.
The biggest of the big guys.
I’m ready.
(GASPS)
(LAUGHING)
No, SpongeBob!
Wait!
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
Hurry, lad.
On the pedestal.
SpongeBob! Don’t do it!
You’ll see, Mr. Krabs.
I’m gonna be a big guy.
No, no, no, no! (GROANS)
(CHUCKLES WICKEDLY)
Come on now!
Hurry.
SpongeBob!
Meow, meow, meow, meow!
(HORNPIPE BLOWING)
(CACKLING)
(GASPS)
(WHOOSHES)
(MENACING MUSIC PLAYING)
(LAUGHING EXCITEDLY)
(YELPS) No, no!
Too late, Krabby!
(EVIL LAUGHTER)
I’ll save ya, lad!
Gotcha!
No, no, no, no, no!
Whoa!
(WICKED LAUGHTER)
(WHIMPERING)
(LAUGHING)
Ooh!
Swashbuckler shine!
It’s not swashbuckler shine.
Yeah, no.
It ain’t.
(THUNDER BREAKS)
Huh?
(LAUGHING WICKEDLY)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(EVIL CHUCKLE)
(THUNDER BREAKS)
(EVIL LAUGH)
No!
(GASPS)
(FRANTIC WHIMPERING)
Squawk.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
My curse is lifted!
What?
I tricked you.
Oh, you’re such a big guy, ready to be a swashbuckler!
(LAUGHS)
It’s all been a big lie, and you fell for it. (LAUGHS) Huh?
Oh, no.
(STAMMERING)
(THE FLYING DUTCHMAN LAUGHS)
Hang on to your square derriere.
(GROANS)
Guess who’s cursed now?
(GASP)
Meow.
(GROANS)
All hail the new FlyingBob DutchPants!
(EVIL LAUGH)
What?
Oh, Mr. Krabs, you were right about him.
(GASPS) Mr. Krabs!
THE FLYING DUTCHMAN: Ugh!
It looks like you got a little Dutchman on you, too.
(LAUGHING)
(BARB CHUCKLING)
It’s a double Dutchman, sir.
(GROANS)
You tricked me.
(CHUCKLING) Well, you wanted to be a big guy swashbuckler, didn’t you?
So what are you complainin’ about?
You should be thankin’ me.
(GROANS)
No. Please, Mr. Dutchman, sir
I changed my mind.
I don’t want to be a swashbuckler anymore.
Oh, don’t fret, sailor.
All you need to do is find someone to trick into trading places with you.
It only took me…
Let’s see, uh…
500 years!
(GASPS)
(WHIRRING)
Oh!
(ETHEREAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Now I finally get to go home.
Yep, we got to run.
Huh?
Whoa! (GRUNTS) Wait. Aren’t you taking me?
Why would I do that?
I don’t need you anymore.
(CHUCKLING)
(LAUGHING)
What have I done?
It’s not your fault, lad.
It was my lyin’ that led ya here.
And now we’re cursed to be ghosts forever.
Forever?
Forever.
Forever, forever?
Forever, forever.
Forever forever forever forever forever forever forever forever?
Forever forever forever forever forever forever forever.
One more.
Forever!
SPONGEBOB: Ghost captain’s log, Tuesday, the 4,732nd, in the month of Forever, in the year of Eternity.
(GROGGY GROANS)
I had it all.
Good job, great friends.
I should’ve stayed a bubble blower.
You’ll always be a bubble blower to me.
I’m sorry, Patrick. I can’t believe what a jerk I was.
Can you ever forgive me?
(SPITTING)
Oh, there’s got to be something we can do.
I’m afraid there’s nothin’ we can do.
You made a deal with the Dutchman.
It’s hopeless.
BARB: Oh, no!
SPONGEBOB: Barb?
We’re not lettin’ that son of a perch win yet.
I’ve read the “Dutchman’s Deal,” and I know what’s in the fine print.
“Pursuant to the provisions outlined in the official Pirate Curse Rule Book of 1586, it is hereby stipulated that the recipient of an officially designated curse is afforded the chance to rectify and nullify all banes and burdens through demolition, if done so within the morrow, and so on and so forth, et cetera.”
Of course!
Break the horn before sunset and you’ll reverse the curse!
How’d you understand that?
I don’t know.
Oh, but the Pirate Formerly Known as the Flying Dutchman took it to the surface.
The surface?
I can get us there!
(BIRDS CHIRPING TUNE)
(GROWLING)
Remember, you can only go to the surface this one time.
When the sun sets, the curse is permanent.
I told you! I don’t know!
(GRUNTS) Woowoo! Gee.
Bye, everybody!
Hopefully not forever!
Bye, SpongeBob!
You know, for a doofus, you’ve got a pretty good head on your shoulders.
What? Where?
Get it off! Get it off!
Get it off!
(GROANS)
Come on. I’ll give you guys a ride home.
Remember, boyo.
Break the hornpipe and reverse the curse.
Right. Break the pipe, reverse the curse.
Break the pipe.
Reverse that curse.
(BEATBOXING)
(IMITATES RECORD SCRATCHING)
Reverse that curse.
MR. KRABS: Break it. Break it.
SPONGEBOB: Reverse it. Reverse it.
MR. KRABS: Break, breakybreakybreakbreak.
SPONGEBOB: BBBBBreak that curse!
SPONGEBOB: Whoa!
MR. KRABS: Whoohoo!
SPONGEBOB: We made it!
Oh, but it’s so big up here.
The Dutchman could be anywhere.
Well, we better find him quick.
There’s no tellin’ what trouble that cutthroat pirate will cause.
I’m here, surface world.
And I am ready… to partay!
(UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
BEACH PARTY GROUP: ♪ Let’s go! ♪
♪ Come on! ♪
♪ Whoohoo! ♪
GIRL: Hey!
(LAUGHING)
(GRUNTING)
(GIGGLING)
Yoink!
(LAUGHING)
(MUSIC FADES OUT, CONTINUES ON TAPE)
(LAZY GROAN, CHUCKLING)
Santa Monica. (LAUGHS) Paradise!
(YAWNS)
(SNORING)
Break that pipe.
Reverse that curse.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
(SNORING)
Huh?
MR. KRABS: Come on, pull.
You?
Quick, grab the hornpipe!
(GRUNTS) Huh?
No! What are you doin’ here?
I served my time as Dutchman and I’m not goin’ back!
You will if we break that hornpipe.
Well, then I’ll just have to take it to the one place you’ll never go. (LAUGHING) Oh, no.
(TERRIFIED SHRIEKS)
(CHUCKLES AND KISSES)
(SPONGEBOB AND MR. KRABS PANTING) A roller coaster? Why did it have to be a roller coaster?
(EXCLAIMS)
Come on, SpongeBob, we got to stop him!
SPONGEBOB: Hey! There he is!
(PANTING)
MAN: Dude! No cuts.
Oh, right. Sorry.
Hmph.
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
Arr!
FRENCH MALE NARRATOR: Thirty minutes later. Arr!
(WHISTLING)
Next.
See ya at sunset! (LAUGHS) After those pasty white legs!
(FRANTIC PANTING)
Whoa!
He’s gettin’ away!
Jump!
Yeah!
Yeah!
Made it!
(LAUGHS)
Oh, no.
I’m on a roller coaster!
(ECHOING) Roller coaster!
Huh?
Oh, ya got to be kiddin’ me.
Well, hold on, SpongeBob ScaredyPants.
(WHIMPERING)
I got to get off this thing!
No, SpongeBob! What you got to do is stay on this thing, and get that hornpipe.
How am I gonna do that?
Ya start by askin’ the right question. What would you do?
What would you do?
No, not me! That’s… Look.
You. SpongeBob.
What would you do?
Huh? How’s that gonna help?
You said it yourself.
I’m not a big guy.
I’m just a bubble blower.
Well, I was wrong about bubble blowers, okay?
They got more panache, guts, grit, moxie and intestinal fortitude than any swashbuckler I ever met.
SpongeBob, big guys aren’t rough and tumble.
They’re… (SNIFFLES) smart.
And loving, and brave, and playful, and just fun to be around!
Are you talkin’ about me, Mr. Krabs?
Of course I am!
And you’re the only one who can break our curse.
So ask yourself, what would you do?
Well, I’d blow a bubble.
Then get blowin’, ya bubbleblowin’ big baby guy!
That sun’s about to set.
(LAUGHING)
(TAUNTINGLY) Nyah, nyah!
Hmm.
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS, SIGHS)
Oh, yeah. Whoa!
Hold on, lad!
Don’t look down, bubble boy!
I’m coming for you.
(GRUNTS)
Persistent little barnacle.
Give me that!
Bleaaghh!
Weiner, ten o’clock!
Arr!
Huh?
(SCREAMING)
(BOUNCING GROAN)
Huh?
I gotcha, lad!
Nice catch, Mister K!
Now let’s go get that hornpipe.
Whoawhoawhoa…yow!
Miss me?
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTS) I came here to do two things, kick butt and blow bubbles.
Looks like I’m all out of butt.
Huh?
Hey, what are ya doin’?
Cut it out!
Get back!
(BOTH SCREAMING)
Seriously?
Blowin’ a bubble was your big plan, baby boy?
(LAUGHING)
Huh?
(SCREAMING)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Huh?
(CHUCKLING)
(GIDDY GIGGLING)
Oh, the poor boy!
He’s lost his mind!
I’m fine, Mr. Krabs.
It just tickles my belly.
Ain’t ya scared?
No, it’s really fun!
(SHOUTING IN ENJOYMENT)
(SHOUTING IN TERROR)
Huh?
(GIGGLING)
(GROANS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
It doesn’t even matter.
Once the sun sets, I win!
Mr. Krabs, look!
MR. KRABS: It’s your bubble!
Hmm.
Hey, Dutchman. What happens again when the sun sets?
I win.
(CHUCKLING) I win.
I win!
Huh? My hornpipe!
Huh? Huh?
(GRUNTS)
Huh?
(EXCLAIMS)
(GROANING NERVOUSLY)
(GROANING)
Whoohoo!
Huh?
No!
What? (SCREAMS, GROANS) Fish sticks!
(CLEARS THROAT, GROANS ANGRILY) Avast, Barb!
Uh, no hard feelin’s about leavin’ ya behind.
(GASPS) What say we pick up where we left off?
Well, not exactly where we left off.
(GROANING)
Outdone by a bubble blower!
(GROANS)
(LAUGHING)
(EPIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(POPS)
For proving his silliness, good nature, gaiety, merriment, sense of humor, high spirits and bubbleblowing ability, it is my great honor to present SpongeBob SquarePants with the official Big Guy Certificate.
(SLURPING)
(BURPS)
Uh, is this where I order?
Wow. It’s…
(SNIFFLING) It’s beautiful.
And to honor our beloved fry cook, all Krabby Patties are full price!
(ALL EXCLAIMING GLEEFULLY)
Hey, wait a second.
Huh?
Thank you, Mr. Krabs.
But I have to say, I couldn’t have done it without my best, bubbleblowing buddy in the whole wide world…
Congratulations.
…Patrick.
Your name is Patrick, too?
I think he means you.
(GASPS)
This award is half yours.
Yay!
(LAUGHING)
Here’s your half. I win!
GARY: (MUFFLED) Meow.
I’d also like to thank someone very special to me.
My boss, my mentor, and most of all, my friend, Mr. Krabs.
(SNIFFLING) Oh, SpongeBob.
This calls for an extraspecial bubble blow!
Whoohoo!
Ackackackackackack!
(GIDDY LAUGHTER)
Aw!
Huh?
Bikini Bottom Bubble Hug!
Is this really necessary?
Meow.
You’re right, Gary.
It does feel like something’s missing.
(MR. BIG STUFF BY JEAN KNIGHT PLAYING) I can’t believe they forgot me!
Those lousy, stinking bunch of…
(KISSING)
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
JEAN KNIGHT: (SINGING)
♪ Who do you think you are? ♪
♪ Mr. Big Stuff! ♪♪
(BIG GUY BY ICE SPICE PLAYING)
(TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING)
(TRIUMPHANT INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)
