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Episode Transcript: Walking The Plankton
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'''Mr. Krabs:''' That-a-boy! Ar ar ar ar! ''[He reads the letter]'' It's free tickets! | '''Mr. Krabs:''' That-a-boy! Ar ar ar ar! ''[He reads the letter]'' It's free tickets! | ||
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| + | '''SpongeBob:''' Free tickets to what, Mr. Krabs? ''[He reads the letter out loud]'' You and a guest have won a week of relaxation on a luxury ocean cruise ship! | ||
Revision as of 22:31, 29 October 2013
[Plankton, Mr. Krabs, Sandy, SpongeBob, Squidward and Patrick gather at SpongeBob's pineapple]
Plankton: [laughs] Salutations, puny mortals! I am the great genie of the slide carousel! WHOOOO! Endorse my vacation slides or I shall grant you three miseries!
Mr. Krabs: Heh, it's supposed to be three wishes.
Plankton: Silence, red one! Withstand my slides!
Mr. Krabs: [sighs]
SpongeBob: [happily] Yaay!
Plankton: [Plankton turns on the projector but gets launched back by the slide and gets burnt by the light] AAAAGHHH!! [Plankton jumps up, destroys the projector and spills slides everywhere]
SpongeBob: Everything okay in here, oh great genie?
Plankton: What are you, mocking me, kid? Of course everything's not okay. I can't show my slides!
SpongeBob: Well, that's not the can-do spirit. [SpongeBob takes the projector light and sticks it in one of his holes. He picks up one of the slides with his tongue and places it in front of the light. Now the slide is visible]
Plankton: Now we're cooking with blubber! My second honeymoon, it started out as any romantic getaway would. With five days of round-the-clock surveillance...
[cuts to Plankton watching through his telescope as the mailman tip-toes up to the Krusty Krab mailbox and tries as quietly as possible to put the letter into the mailbox]
SpongeBob: [SpongeBob bashes through the front doors of the Krusty Krab] Woah! [He takes out the letter] Oooh, a letter! Thank you, Mr. Mailman!
Mailman: [Annoying] Oh, if I weren't already on parole.
SpongeBob: [SpongeBob crashes through the roof of the Krusty Krab with the letter between his feet] Ha ha ha ha! Mail call! [SpongeBob opens the letter with his teeth and gives it to Mr. Krabs]
Mr. Krabs: That-a-boy! Ar ar ar ar! [He reads the letter] It's free tickets!
SpongeBob: Free tickets to what, Mr. Krabs? [He reads the letter out loud] You and a guest have won a week of relaxation on a luxury ocean cruise ship!
