Episode Transcript: No Free Rides

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Episode Article: No Free Rides

Characters

• SpongeBob
• Mrs. Puff
• Mother SquarePants
• Father SquarePants
• Realistic Fish Head
• Boaty

Dialogue

(it’s another day at Mrs. Puff’s Boating School as SpongeBob skids along his way to failing his driving test again)

Narrator: Here we are again at the Bikini Bottom Boating School. Today is once again the day of SpongeBob’s boating school exam. But more importantly, this is the last test for the year, (cut to a shot of SpongeBob and Mrs. Puff’s car coming straight to the camera) and if SpongeBob does not pass this one, it means another whole year of boating school! (we see a static scene as Sponge crashes into the camera and glass breaks. Back on regular view, we see the cameraman has fell over and is groaning)

SpongeBob: What happened?

Mrs. Puff: Oh, nothing SpongeBob, you just struck another pedestrian. (writes on clipboard) Minus 20 more points…

SpongeBob: How many does that leave me with?

Mrs. Puff: Negative 224.

SpongeBob: How many more minutes left in the test?

Mrs. Puff: The test is over.

SpongeBob: That’s enough time, I can make up those points! (Sponge is about to pull into reverse)

Mrs. Puff: No, SpongeBob, you didn’t hear me! (the boat rams into reverse and Mrs. Puff screams. Mrs. Puff pleads Sponge to stop as Sponge knocks over a whole row of cones, knocks through a brick wall and crashes in front of the school’s main building. The dust clears)

SpongeBob: OK, Mrs. Puff, what’s my final score?

Mrs. Puff: 6.

SpongeBob: Whoo! And how many do I need to pass?

Mrs. Puff: 6...

SpongeBob: (raising arms slowly) Oooooooooooo….

Mrs. Puff: …hundred. (Sponge stops)

SpongeBob: What?

Mrs. Puff: Six hundred. You need six hundred to pass. You got six.

SpongeBob: Don’t worry, I’ll be all right Mrs. Puff. Besides, this means that I get to be in your class for a whole ‘nother year! (he slams his fist down, which causes a piece of the motor to fly upward) Well, see you next Tuesday! (Sponge walks off and the piece crashes on Mrs. Puff. She inflates like she always does when Sponge crashes. Sponge runs out to his unicycle-like bike) Yeah! (singing) I’m gonna get my driver’s license and it’s only gonna take one more year, one more year, one more superduper year… (goes around in circles on his bike) One more super-spectacular, extra-magical, extra-fantastical year! (Mrs. Puff looks on, still inflated)

Mrs. Puff: (thinking) Oh Neptune. Another year with him! Barnacles! Dirty barnacles! I’ve got to do something to save myself. Oh, there’s only one way out: a teacher’s ace in the hole! (starts to talk, when she does, she deflates to her normal size) Extra crediiiiit! SpongeBob: What was that, SpongeBob? (Mrs. Puff runs over and shakes him in joy)

Mrs. Puff: Extra credit, SpongeBob! The extra credit! (laughing wildly) I still have a chance! I mean, you still have a chance.

SpongeBob: What’s extra credit?

Mrs. Puff: It’s when you get credit for the things you weren’t able to do before.

SpongeBob: (singing) OH….. (cut to Sponge at his desk)

Mrs. Puff: Now, are we ready for that extra credit?

SpongeBob: Extra credit!

Mrs. Puff: That’s the spirit. So all you have to do to earn your extra credit and pass my class and never have to go anywhere near this school again, is to write a 10-word sentence on what you’ve learned in boating school.

SpongeBob: But I’ve learned so many things.

Mrs. Puff: Just pick one, I don’t care which. Here, I’ll help you get started. (Sponge writes what she says) “What I learned in boating school is…” There! That’s already seven words! Only three more!

SpongeBob: (writing) L… e… a… r… (pencil snaps) Aw, barnacles.

Mrs. Puff: What’s wrong?

SpongeBob: Got to sharpen my pencil. (Sponge whistles as he walks to the sharpener. He then sharpens it multiple times to get just the right sharpness. Mrs. Puff begins to sweat. Sponge is finally satisfied and walks back to his desk) N… e… (pencil breaks again, he walks to the sharpener again, Mrs. Puff stops him, grabs the pencil and holds out a pen)

Mrs. Puff: Give me that! Here’s a pen.

SpongeBob: A pen! One of the most permanent of all writing utensils. (walks back to desk singing) Gonna write an essay, that’s what I say. (Sponge finishes) There.

Mrs. Puff: Fantastic, let me see it.

SpongeBob: No, wait! I changed my mind! (scribbles some stuff out) Mrs. Puff: I’m sure whatever you’ve written is fine, just let me see. (Sponge jumps on top of his paper)

SpongeBob: Don’t look! It’s not ready.

Mrs. Puff: It’s so simple, only 10 words! “What I learned in boating school is blankity, blankity, (her eyes grow bulging veins) BLANK!”

SpongeBob: I can do this! I can do this!

Mrs. Puff: “What I learned in boating school is…!” “What I learned in boating school is…!”

SpongeBob: I can do this! I can do this! (starts to pant) Is it hot in here, Mrs. Puff? Why is it so hot in here? Aah! My hand is cramping, Mrs. Puff! Make it stop! (Mrs. Puff jumps on Sponge and forces the pen to push on the paper) Mrs. Puff: You only need three… more… words! (the desk finally collapses and breaks. Mrs. Puff reaches for the essay) OK, let me see what you’ve written. (Sponge grabs on)

SpongeBob: It’s not ready yet.

Mrs. Puff: It’s OK, SpongeBob. Show the teacher what you’ve written.

SpongeBob: No!

Mrs. Puff: Give it to me! (the two pull on it)

SpongeBob: No!

Mrs. Puff: Let me see it! (the page rips in half. Mrs. Puff grabs Sponge’s piece and attempts to read it) “What I learned in boating school is…” Uh… (on the page, it says ‘What I learned in boating school is how to drive.’ ‘School,’ ‘how’ and ‘drive are crossed out and below are pictures of a boat, Sponge and a jellyfish) Well, the rest doesn’t matter! (throws the two pieces on the floor) You pass! (laughs) You pass!

SpongeBob: Mrs. Puff, I don’t feel like I really did anything.

Mrs. Puff: That’s how extra credit is supposed to feel.

SpongeBob: Really?

Mrs. Puff: Besides, here’s your license. (gives it to Sponge)

SpongeBob: My license! (licks it) It tastes just like I dreamt it would. Mrs. Puff, I-

Mrs. Puff: (cutting him off) Thank you, SpongeBob. Congratulations. (Sponge walks out and Mrs. Puff watches from the doorway)

SpongeBob: Look out, Bikini Bottom! There’s a new driver on the road, and his name is… SpongeBob SquarePants! (with quick cuts, we zoom in on Mrs. Puff as ‘SpongeBob SquarePants’ echoes in Mrs. Puff’s mind. Cut to what she’s thinking, Sponge driving blissfully unaware that he’s skidding on and off the road, hitting people. He drives by, hits a bus, which falls over on someone. Then, he’s heading straight for a picnic table with people celebrating a birthday. Sponge hits some “bumps” which he gets startled by, but just keeps driving. Cut to the TV news fish standing in front of a burning city)

Fish Head: So much destruction. This reporter asks why. (a frame of Mrs. Puff appears in the corner) Local consensus places blame on this negligent, selfish driving instructor who… (Sponge drives by and knocks him over) Let’s… not use that take. (cut out from the dream)

Mrs. Puff: That’s preposterous. He did the extra credit. (laughs nervously) There’s no need to worry. He doesn’t even have a boat to drive. (cut to Mrs. Puff walking down the block to her house) Now to go home and have the rest of that pasta. (she enters her house and turns on the light. She’s surprised to see Sponge and his parents in front of a giant cake reading, “Thank You Mrs. Puff!”) Sponge & Parents: Surprise!

SpongeBob: To the greatest teacher ever!

Mr. SquarePants: Thank you Mrs. Puff. I know I speak for everyone when I say we consider you a member of the SquarePants family. (he kisses her hand… for a while)

Mrs. SquarePants: I think you’ve made your point, dear. (Mr. SquarePants blushes and walks back)

Mr. SquarePants: Mrs. Puff, we were starting to think SpongeBob would never get his driver’s license. But you never gave up on him, you never quit. You never took the easy way out.

Mrs. Puff: Well, I, uh… OK.

Mrs. SquarePants: Well, we wanted to make sure, Mrs. Puff, the greatest driving teacher in the world, was here to see this.

Mrs. Puff: See what? (Mr. SquarePants unveils under a curtain, a brand new boat!)

Mr. SquarePants: Ta-da! (reading license plate) I-M-R-D-Y.

Mrs. Puff and SpongeBob: A brand new boat mobile!?

SpongeBob: For me? (he gets woozy and then falls down, making a rectangle imprint through the cake. Cut to Sponge’s parents driving an unconscious Sponge home)

Mrs. SquarePants: Don’t worry, Mrs. Puff! He’ll be driving by tomorrow. Toodle-loo! (they drive off)

Mrs. Puff: What have I done? Everyone will know I let him slide through school. I’ll have to move to a new city, start a new boating school under a new name. …no. Not again. I’ve got to end this thing before it begins. (cut to night where Sponge is in bed at his house, with a bandaged head, his parents are at the bedside)

Mr. SquarePants: You took quite a buster there, son. (Sponge jumps up) SpongeBob: What I learned in boating school today is…!

Mr. SquarePants: We’re going to have to hold off on the driving there for a while, son.

Mrs. SquarePants: That’s right honey. Just stay in bed, and no going near the boat. (the parents leave and shut off the light. Sponge peeks out to see if it’s all clear, then slides through the window and floats to his new boat)

SpongeBob: Hi, Boaty. (he runs his hand on the side of the boat and gasps) Boaty, you’re cold! (he stands up and lays his socks on the side of the door) Take my socks. (he jumps on the side and hugs it) Oh Boaty, I’m always going to take care of you. You’re the best boat in the deep blue sea! (he kisses the throttle lever, sighs, then falls asleep. On the horizon, a shifty dark figure runs by. It’s Mrs. Puff, wearing a black ski mask. She peeks over and jumps into the boat, checking to see if the coast is clear)

Mrs. Puff: I hope I still remember how to do this. (she takes out a purple balloon and blows it up. She then forms it into a balloon animal and snickers to herself) Oh yeah… (she starts the boat and drives off. What she doesn’t know is that she’s sitting on an asleep Sponge. He wakes up and sees the sky moving) SpongeBob: Hey, I’m driving! (the two notice each other and scream. Mrs. Puff skids off the road for a bit, then returns to normal. Sponge jumps up) Who are you and what are you doing with my boat? And why are you wearing that ski mask, when you’re not skiing! (gasp) Oh my gosh, I know who you are!

Mrs. Puff: (nervous) No you don’t! You don’t know who I am!

SpongeBob: Yes I do! I know that you’re a boat-jacker! I never thought I’d have to use this pepper spray. (takes it out. He sprays, but it’s pointed the wrong way and it gets in his eyes and he screams) Somebody help me! Somebody help me! (Mrs. Puff kicks Sponge out of the boat)

Mrs. Puff: Sorry SpongeBob, but it was for your own good. (we see Sponge supposedly running next to the boat, but he’s actually riding his bike. Mrs. Puff speeds up faster and loses him)

SpongeBob: Give me back my boat! (Sponge finally catches up to Mrs. Puff and slaps his hand on the windshield. He grabs with both hands and jumps up. Mrs. Puff skids and swerves to get him off but he’s not budging) You’d better stop this boat! (Mrs. Puff slams the brake and Sponge falls to the ground. He’s still hanging on and running) I’m… not… letting… go! Nothing will stop me! Not even… (gasps. He sees a sign reading…) Giant clams? (so, Sponge is dragged through a field of giant clams. He comes out with a bunch of pieces missing from him) I’m… not… letting… go… not even for… (gasps, when he sees another sign for…) Cheese graters! (so he skids through the cheese graters. Now he’s just three yellow sponge strands with arms) If you think I’ll let go just for a little… (he then approaches the most dreaded sign of them all…) Educational television? OH-NO!!! (cut back to Mrs. Puff as she hears Sponge’s screams)

Mrs. Puff: Looks like that got rid of him. Now for some tunes. (she turns on the radio, which bears a striking resemblance to Sponge. It is SpongeBob, in the shape of a radio: his eyes are knobs, mouth the speaker, and so on)

SpongeBob: And now back to KRUD with all of your personal “you won’t get away with stealing my car!” hits. (Mrs. Puff screams as Sponge squeezes out of the box and jumps on Mrs. Puff. They get into a giant brawl and the car goes out of control. Two cops look on)

Cop 1: Hey, look. (the car then flies off a cliff and straight for the squad car. The two policemen scream. While plummeting, Sponge and Mrs. Puff are still brawling)

SpongeBob: I’d never let you have this boat! Not even if you were… (he rips off the ski mask, revealing who the culprit is) … Mrs. Puff? (cut to a red spiral screen with Sponge flapping his lips. Back to normal life, the car crashes into the police car. Seconds later, the siren goes off. Cut to Sponge calling Mrs. Puff on the phone. Every time a person talks, it cuts to them) So, how’s it going, Mrs. Puff?

Mrs. Puff: Uh, SpongeBob? I’d like to… apologize. I never should have passed you. You really weren’t ready.

SpongeBob: So, I guess I have to got to give my license back, huh?

Mrs. Puff: I hear Mrs. Flounder is starting a new class Monday morning.

SpongeBob: You kidding? You’re the only teacher for this student. (cut to see that Mrs. Puff is talking to Sponge from jail, through that visiting window) And besides, the warden said she’ll let you go early, if you do her a favor?

Mrs. Puff: What’s that? (pan out from the jail exterior)

SpongeBob: (from inside) Free driving lessons! (laughs)