Episode Transcript: The Slumber Party

Revision as of 18:21, 6 December 2008

(Mr. Krabs is sleeping with chips on his stomach)

Pearl: Unacceptable!

Mr. Krabs: Pearl!

Pearl: My friends will be here in 20 minutes for my slumber party and you're laying around in your tighty-no-longer-whities.

Mr. Krabs: A man works hard all week to keep his pants off all weekend.

Pearl: If you trusted me you would leave for the night.

Mr. Krabs: (chips comes out of Mr. Krabs' nose) (laughs) You make Corn Crunch come out me nose.

Pearl: Dad!

Mr. Krabs: Look I'll stay upstairs in me room and not interrupt.

Pearl: You promise?

Mr. Krabs: I promise.

Pearl: Good night daddy. (giggles)

Mr. Krabs: Good night sweetie. (walks up the stairs)

Pearl: (notices Mr. Krabs is still there) Daaaad!

Mr. Krabs: Oh, hi pumpkin. I was just setting out refreshments for your friends. (hands one to Pearl)

Pearl: Crackers and tap water? You are the cheapest crab alive.

Mr. Krabs: Don't say that. Here, would your friends want some pizza?

Pearl: Well, yeah, yeah we would.

Mr. Krabs: Okay, you could have your allowance early.

Pearl: Catsup?

Mr. Krabs: See, you put it on the crackers and a mamma mia you got-a one-a spicy pizza pie-a. (eats it) Yum.

(Pearl grabs Mr. Krabs)

Mr. Krabs: Okay, okay, I'm going.

Pearl: (throws Mr. Krabs in his room) They're here! (comes outside) Hi, Dad. (notices Mr. Krabs building rules)

Mr. Krabs: Just putting up the house rules.

Pearl: No dancing, no loud music after 7:30, no touching the root beer cellar?

Mr. Krabs: And the most important one in all, no boys allowed! Isn't it glorious? (locks the door on Mr. Krabs and he tries to open the door) Sweetie, you accidentally locked the door!

Pearl: You’re not coming back in this house until after my slumber party is over!

Mr. Krabs: (gasp) This is mutiny!

Pearl: What are you gonna do about it? Take away my allowance? (throws catsup crackers) Here you go!

Mr. Krabs: Open this door or I’ll…

(neon sign shorts out and so does Bikini Bottom)

(SpongeBob’s house)

SpongeBob: You wanna stay here? At my house? With me?

Mr. Krabs: Whaddya say, boy?

(SpongeBob rockets up in excitement)

SpongeBob: Yee-hee! Slumber party!

Mr. Krabs: Maybe I should just sleep under the highway.

(in sleeping bags)

SpongeBob: We can stay up really, really late! And tell ghost stories! And trade socks!

Mr. Krabs: Is that what girls do at slumber parties?

SpongeBob: No! They invite boys over and destroy the house!

Mr. Krabs: They what?!

SpongeBob: You know how girls are.

Mr. Krabs: Uh, SpongeBob, do you know anything about girls?

SpongeBob: Ha! Do I know any…ha…no. But Gary does!

Gary: Meow. (flicks on TV)

TV announcer: We now return to tonight’s scary movie: Slumber Party Zombie Attack!

Girl fish: Pillow fight! (girls fight and giggle)

(a pillow is thrown into a vase and picture frame)

Girl fish: Missed me!

Mr. Krabs: Look what they’re doing to that man’s house!

SpongeBob: But, Mr. Krabs, it’s only a mov…

Mr. Krabs: Quiet, boy!

Girl: Boys are here!

Boy fish 1: Hi, girls. I brought my destructive friends.

Boy fish 2: Nice to (breaks model boat) meet you!

Boy fish 1: Ha! Destroying other people’s possessions is fun!

(breaking a lamp, stack of dishes, and piggy bank. Sets cash on fire)

Mr. Krabs: (screaming) Turn it off! Turn it off, I can’t take it!

SpongeBob: I don’t think this is the scary part yet.

Mr. Krabs: I…said…turn it off! (destroys TV with a bat)

SpongeBob: Gosh, Mr. Krabs. I never knew you were scared of zombies.

Mr. Krabs: Not zombies, you Barnacle Brain! (whispers) Teenagers.

SpongeBob: Zombie teenagers?

Mr. Krabs: No! Pearl and her no-good friends! They’re probably destroying me house right now! Like this! (knocks over plant) (mocking teenager) Oops! I don’t care! It’s not mine! (finds SpongeBob’s family portrait) Oh, look! One of the homeowner’s most prized possessions! (throws it over shoulder) La-dee-da!

SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs…

Mr. Krabs: (goes over to bookshelf) Ooh, this’ll be fun to destroy! (topples shelf on SpongeBob) Whee! (normal voice) Now do you get it, boy?

SpongeBob: Oh, I do, Mr. Krabs. It must be horrible to invite people into your home and have them treat your property with so little respect!

Mr. Krabs: That’s what teenagers do! Do you want this to happen to my house?

SpongeBob: Gosh, no, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Then get into Pearl’s party and find out what they’re doing!

SpongeBob: Leave it to me, Mr. K. I’ve got the perfect disguse.

(Pearl’s house: girls in her room laughing and reading magazines)

(knock on door)

Pearl: Hello?

(girl that looks like SpongeBob)

Girly Teengirl: Hi, I’m here for the slumber party.

Pearl: Do I know you?

Girly: My name is…um…Girly Teengirl!

Pearl: (suspicious) Uh-huh.

Girly: Um, I just move here from…um…Farawayville.

Pearl: I know it’s you, SpongeBob SquarePants!

Girly: I don’t know what you’re talking about! (Pearl pulls hair) Aaaaah!

Pearl: You were sent to spy on me by my dad! Get him, girls!

Girly: Aaaaah!

(Girly runs away with fruit being thrown at her)

Girly: (crying) I am so moving back to Farawayville!

(SpongeBob and Mr. Krabs drive up in a Pizza truck)

Mr. Krabs: Who the heck is that?

SpongeBob: I don’t know, but she is ug-ly! Now to put on that disguise I told you about. (puts on phony mustache) Ta-da! Huh? Huh?...Huh?

Mr. Krabs: You are one-of-a-kind, boy.

(knocks on door)

SpongeBob: (with pizza box) Pizza delivery.

Pearl: We didn’t order any pizza!

SpongeBob: Y-You didn’t?

Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, tell ‘em it’s from me!

SpongeBob: You’re dad sent it. It’s already paid for.

Pearl: I’d sooner believe space aliens sent me a free pizza before I’d believe my dad would! Now, who are you?

SpongeBob: Um…uh…(moustache flutters away) Hey!

Pearl: SpongeBob?!

SpongeBob: They’re on to us, Mr. Krabs! Drive!

Mr. Krabs: Right, boy! (drives off without SpongeBob)

SpongeBob: I wanted to come with you, Mr. Krabs…

(girls grab SpongeBob)

Pearl: Get him!

SpongeBob: Oh! (drops empty pizza box)

Pearl: Oh, big surprise. Dad was too cheap to buy real pizza!

(SpongeBob’s house)

Mr. Krabs: What’s taking SpongeBob so long? I’m getting tired of looking through his stuff.

(knock on door)

Mr. Krabs: Hello? (pizza box) Pizza!

(SpongeBob, in the shape of a pizza, inside)

SpopngeBob: I’m sorry, Mr. Krabs. I failed you.

Mr. Krabs: I know, son. (takes a slice of SpongeBob)

SpongeBob: Oh, Mr. Krabs, that’s my eye!

(Mr. Krabs bites slice then spits it out)

Mr. Krabs: And it’s ice cold, too. You should’ve been back here in 30 minutes or less! (takes another slice)

(Pearl’s house, girls playing a board game)

(knock on door)

Pearl: Who is it?

SpongeBob: Piano repair man!

(girls giggling)

Pearl: Okay! We’ll be right out!

SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs, it’s working!

(piano drops on SpongeBob)

Pearl: Have it back by tomorrow, okay?

SpongeBob: Maybe we should leave them alone, Mr. Krabs. They seem pretty trustworthy.

Mr. Krabs: You get into that party or you’re fired!

SpongeBob: Yes, Mr. Krabs.

(knock on door)

Pearl: Whoever could it be, this time?

SpongeBob: It’s me, SpongeBob SquarePants. Can we talk, Pearl? Whale to Sponge?

Pearl: Hold the boiling oil!

(girls hold the cauldron)

Pearl: What do you want, SpongeBob?

SpongeBob: Oh, please let me stay at your party! Oh, please, oh, please, oh, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please, please!

Pearl: No!

SpongeBob: Give me one good reason why I can’t stay!

Pearl: I can give you a hundred million billion reasons!

SpongeBob: Yeesh, I only asked for one.

Pearl: Reason number one: you’re just like my dad!

SpongeBob: Really?

Pearl: A no-good, dried-up, old fuddy-duddy!

SpongeBob: So if I prove I’m fun, can I stay?

Pearl: Sure, SpongeBob. If you can prove you’re the most fun person on the planet in the next ten seconds, you can stay.

SpongeBob: I only need eight!

(runs inside)

SpongeBob: Whoo! Party! (cranks up record player) Crank it up!

Pearl: Five seconds.

SpongeBob: These old newspapers are confetti in fun hands! Whoo!

Girl 1: I’m allergic to newsprint! (starts blotching) Oh, ow!

Pearl: Two seconds! (opens trap door)

(SpongeBob, laughing, falls inside and is silent)

Pearl: Okay, okay, I got to admit. That was kinda fun.

Girl 2: I think he’s hurt.

Pearl: He’s not hurt. (SpongeBob groans) See?

Girl 2: Maybe he’s a zombie!

Girl 1: If he comes back as a zombie and eats my brain, I’m totally not going to be your friend anymore!

(Pearl closes trap door)

SpongeBob: Ooh, Mr. Krabs’ root beer cellar. Fun!

(opens all the root beer kegs which fills up the cellar. SpongeBob absorbs it all)

(girls watching TV)

TV announcer: We now return to Slumber Party Zombie Attack!

Girl on TV: Aah, a zombie!

(large, slimy, bulbous thing)

Pearl: This movie isn’t all that scary!

Girl 1: Yeah, that zombie looks totally fake!

(trap door creaking, girls look. SpongeBob emerges enormous and dripping with root beer, similar to the one on TV)

SpongeBob: (gurgling) Fun! Party!

Girls: Aah! Zombie!

SpongeBob: Fun! (squirts root beer out of his body)

Girl 3: Aah! (gets soaked by root beer and falls down)

Girl 4: Zombie juice! (gets blasted and falls down)

Girl 5: Aah, run!

Pearl: Aah! (narrowly avoids a root beer blast, which soaks some knick-knacks)

(root beer starts pouring out of the windows with random girls sliding out)

SpongeBob: (gurgling) Who wants to dance?

Girl 6: No! I already have a zombie boyfriend!

SpongeBob: Let’s boogie! Whoo! (starts spinning two girls in circles and get thrown out of windows)

(the house keeps spewing more soda and eventually breaks the door down. The spewing stops)

Mr. Krabs: What in Neptune’s toupee is going on here? Aah! Me knick-knacks! Aah! Me root beer! Me pile of old newspapers! (crying) I was maybe gonna read that someday! (to Pearl) I knew I shouldn’t have trusted you!

Pearl: Trusted me? Your employee destroyed this house! (picks up SpongeBob from inside the record player) The only boy at the party!

Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob?!

SpongeBob: (normal voice) Well, Mr. Krabs, you know how boys are. (Pearl drops him) Ow!

Pearl: (to Mr. Krabs) It’s your fault is ruined, and all my friends have zombie shock syndrome!

Girl 6: (rocking back and forth) I’m too pretty to be a zombie!

Pearl: We were fine with a nice simple slumber party. But now, it’s gonna cost you!

Mr. Krabs: Cost me what?

Pearl: (sinister) Money.

Mr. Krabs: No!

(Goo Lagoon: closed for private party. There’s a band and a buffet and many party goers)

Pearl: Everyone having a good time? (crowd cheering) Well, you can all thank my dad for making this possible! Thank you, daddy!

(Mr. Krabs is far away behind a velvet rope and a body guard)

Mr. Krabs: You’re welcome, sweetie! (leaning on rope) Oh, this is so expensive!

Body guard: You’re not allowed any closer, sir.

SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs, I think I know what’ll cheer you up.

(puts drinking glass under his armpit and squirts some root beer into it)

SpongeBob: A mug of ice cold root beer!

Mr. Krabs: No, SpongeBob, that doesn’t cheer me up at all

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