Episode Transcript: SpongeBob You're Fired

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(Spongebob gets fired from Mr. Krabs and decides to run away with Spat and his buddy Patrick, but after they spent a full week in the woods, they suddenly realized that home is where the heart is.)
(Spongebob gets fired from Mr. Krabs and decides to run away with Spat and his buddy Patrick, but after they spent a full week in the woods, they suddenly realized that home is where the heart is.)
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'''French Narrotor''': Seven hours later...(we see the two friends getting ready to sleep, but Patrick was already asleep.)
 
'''French Narrotor''': Seven hours later...(we see the two friends getting ready to sleep, but Patrick was already asleep.)
  
'''Spongebob''' (looking at his watch) One-fifty-seven?
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'''Spongebob''' (looking at his watch) One-fifty-seven? (lays back down and closed his eyes, but he hears a growl and looks at Spat) Spat? Are you awake buddy? (Spat says nothing. Spongebob digs into his pocket and picked up a cookie, he eats it slowly, then shivers) Patrick? Patrick?? (Patrick is still asleep, making loud sucking noises)
  
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(The growl was actually Plankton in his big Bear-o-Bot when he pushed a green button. He was now checking his  equations to make sure his plan was working.)
  
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'''Plankton''': Let's see......45.2 would add up to the same equal size as 57......the square roots of 56 would......of course! (hops on his chalkboard, looking at his equations, then turns to his wife, Karen.) You know Karen, with a smart computer like you, my equation would fail.
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'''Karen''': (in her sarcastic voice) Oh yeah, ''right'', like anyone was supposed to know that. (Plankton stares at her impatiently) By the way, it would equal the same size as your brain!
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'''Plankton''': (angry and sarcastic) Oh ''please'', you wouldn't happen to be the computer who used to make chum, ,cleaned the tables, or trying to put on a circus act for the kids!
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'''Karen''': (groans) That was only for ''fifty-seven'' minutes!
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'''Plankton''': Let's face it Karen, no matter how much I try or how hard it gets, I'll never get Krabs' forumla! Krabs ''has'' won!
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'''Karen''': You shouldn't let Krabs beat you every time, you know. I told that a million-and-seven times.
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(Scene switchs back to Spongebob and Patrick on the blanket, Spongebob was almost about to close his eyes when he heard loud thumping.)
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'''Patrick''': (his mouth full of his thumb and opens one sleepy eye) Hmmm? (closes eye and falls back to sleep while Spongebob starts shivering.)
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'''Spongebob''': I don't know what to do. Patrick won't help me and Spat wouldn't - (His eyes lit up and he smiled big) That could be the answer! (Spat is lying down next to him, asleep) Spat? Wake up Spat! (Spat wakes up, but says nothing. Spongebob picks him up.) Oh Spat, ''we'' must go on a ''quest''! (looks at Patrick) We'll have to take Patrick along, by ''my back''.
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This episode's transcript is imcomplete. Please help me complete it, thank you!

Revision as of 20:33, 19 February 2013

French Narrotor: Ah, what a glorous summer's day at the Krusty Krab, home at the Krabby Patty.

(Mr. Krabs was in his office, filling out a check when he hears knock at the door)

Mr. Krabs: Come in! (sees Spongebob)

Spongebob: Mr. Krabs, I heard you've called me eariler for a.....important meeting with you sir.

(Mr. Krabs looks puzzled, then he frowned)

Mr. Krabs: (serious) Well yes Spongebob, I've didn't want to tell you this, but to save money for the Krusty Krab, you're going to have to be.....(looks really sad)...fired.

(Spongebob's eyes filled with tears with deep sadness)

Spongebob: (wails) But Mr. Krabs, I don't want get fired! Please, let me stay! (ran over and hugged Mr. Krabs, begging) Oh please, please please -

Mr. Krabs: I'm sorry Spongebob, but the rules are the rules and I have to sign the contract of your inapperance. I'm afraid you'll have to shake a leg and get your squareness out of me place.

Spongebob: (sad-looking) Yes sir. (leaves the Krusty Krab and goes to the park, sitting on a picnic blanket he had set up) (to himself) I hate being fired from my favorite place in Bikini Bottom, and if that means well, I'm going to take Spat with me. (later with Spat, his favorite spatula) Oh Spat, you and I are running away! (starts crying)

(Patrick was taking a nap, nosily sucking on his thumb on a nearby bench when he woke up and saw a red-eyed sad-looking Spongebob.)

Patrick: (shocked) Spongebob? What's wrong buddy?

Spongebob: (explaining) Mr. Krabs called me at my house this morning, and eariler, to save money, he fired me! So I decided to come here at the park with my spatula to calm down, but then you woke up

(Patrick was speechless for quite some time, until tears started weeling up in his eyes)

Patrick: (starts to cry) Oh my best friend, I never thought this could happen to you!

Spongebob: (hugging Patrick) I know buddy, me too! (then gets an idea) We could go to the woods together.

Patrick: Good idea Spongebob! (later arrives in the dark woods) It's look really scary, I want to go to sleep, I'm tired.

(So Spongebob sets out a blanket for them to lie down on and then they looked up at the stars)

Spongebob: (to Patrick) It was a good idea to bring Spat along with us, but do you think - (sees Patrick nosily sucking on his thumb again) (to himself) Oh well, I could always talk to Spat and - (his eyes got heavy and then falls fast asleep. Scene switches to next morning where Spongebob and Patrick woke up.)

Patrick: Good morning Spongebob.

Spongbob: Good morning Patrick, good morning Spat. (Spat says nothing)

French Narrotor: Seven hours later...(we see the two friends getting ready to sleep, but Patrick was already asleep.)

Spongebob (looking at his watch) One-fifty-seven? (lays back down and closed his eyes, but he hears a growl and looks at Spat) Spat? Are you awake buddy? (Spat says nothing. Spongebob digs into his pocket and picked up a cookie, he eats it slowly, then shivers) Patrick? Patrick?? (Patrick is still asleep, making loud sucking noises)

(The growl was actually Plankton in his big Bear-o-Bot when he pushed a green button. He was now checking his equations to make sure his plan was working.)

Plankton: Let's see......45.2 would add up to the same equal size as 57......the square roots of 56 would......of course! (hops on his chalkboard, looking at his equations, then turns to his wife, Karen.) You know Karen, with a smart computer like you, my equation would fail.

Karen: (in her sarcastic voice) Oh yeah, right, like anyone was supposed to know that. (Plankton stares at her impatiently) By the way, it would equal the same size as your brain!

Plankton: (angry and sarcastic) Oh please, you wouldn't happen to be the computer who used to make chum, ,cleaned the tables, or trying to put on a circus act for the kids!

Karen: (groans) That was only for fifty-seven minutes!

Plankton: Let's face it Karen, no matter how much I try or how hard it gets, I'll never get Krabs' forumla! Krabs has won!

Karen: You shouldn't let Krabs beat you every time, you know. I told that a million-and-seven times.

(Scene switchs back to Spongebob and Patrick on the blanket, Spongebob was almost about to close his eyes when he heard loud thumping.)

Patrick: (his mouth full of his thumb and opens one sleepy eye) Hmmm? (closes eye and falls back to sleep while Spongebob starts shivering.)

Spongebob: I don't know what to do. Patrick won't help me and Spat wouldn't - (His eyes lit up and he smiled big) That could be the answer! (Spat is lying down next to him, asleep) Spat? Wake up Spat! (Spat wakes up, but says nothing. Spongebob picks him up.) Oh Spat, we must go on a quest! (looks at Patrick) We'll have to take Patrick along, by my back.

This episode's transcript is imcomplete. Please help me complete it, thank you!

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