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Episode Transcript: Krusty Towers
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Squidward: Boy, you reeled in that one like a pro.<br> | Squidward: Boy, you reeled in that one like a pro.<br> | ||
| − | Mr. Krabs: Ok, Squidward, you | + | Mr. Krabs: Ok, Squidward, you may sit at the front desk.<br> |
Patrick: I'd like a krabby patty, please.<br> | Patrick: I'd like a krabby patty, please.<br> | ||
| − | Squidward: This is a hotel now. If you want a krabby patty, you'll have to get a room and order room service.<br> | + | Squidward: This is a hotel now. If you want a order the room service first before getting krabby patty, you'll have to get a room and order room service.<br> |
Patrick: Ok, one krabby patty and one room with cheese. Oh, and can I get cheese on the krabby patty, too?<br> | Patrick: Ok, one krabby patty and one room with cheese. Oh, and can I get cheese on the krabby patty, too?<br> | ||
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Patrick: Sometimes I just need to get away from it all. (rings bell) Wow, this hotel has everything.<br> | Patrick: Sometimes I just need to get away from it all. (rings bell) Wow, this hotel has everything.<br> | ||
| − | Squidward: (takes bell) Gimme that! Now sign the register.<br> | + | Squidward: (takes bell) Gimme that! Now sign the register now before hand.<br> |
| − | Patrick: I didn't know there would be a test. I didn't study. (cries)<br> | + | Patrick: I didn't know there would be a test. I didn't study the whole time. (cries)<br> |
| − | Squidward: Patrick, all you have to do is write your name.<br> | + | Squidward: Patrick, all you have to do is write your name in the book understand.<br> |
| − | Patrick: Oh, ok. (takes pen) Do you mind? (Squidward turns around so Patrick starts writing. Squidward peeks) Don't look! | + | Patrick: Oh, ok. (takes pen) Do you mind? (Squidward turns around so Patrick starts writing. Squidward peeks) Don't look at the book! |
| − | (Squidward turns around) Done. (Patrick drew an airplane and himself)<br> | + | (Squidward turns around) all Done squidward. (Patrick drew an airplane and himself)<br> |
| − | Squidward: Close enough. Here's your room key.<br> | + | Squidward: Close enough. Here's your room number seven key.<br> |
Patrick: I'll need some help with my bags.<br> | Patrick: I'll need some help with my bags.<br> | ||
| − | Squidward: How can you have bags? You just found out this is a hotel.<br> | + | Squidward: How can you have bags if you order a room service for yourself? You just found out this is a hotel.<br> |
Patrick: This is a hotel?<br> | Patrick: This is a hotel?<br> | ||
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SpongeBob: Yes, Squidward?<br> | SpongeBob: Yes, Squidward?<br> | ||
| − | Squidward: Take Patrick and his bags to his room.<br> | + | Squidward: Take Patrick and his bags to his room number seven.<br> |
Patrick: What about my krabby patty?<br> | Patrick: What about my krabby patty?<br> | ||
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Mr. Krabs: Squidward, you can take Patrick's bags up to his room. SpongeBob, you go make the krabby patty.<br> | Mr. Krabs: Squidward, you can take Patrick's bags up to his room. SpongeBob, you go make the krabby patty.<br> | ||
| − | Squidward: But Mr Krabs...<br> | + | Squidward: But Mr Krabs this is serious i can do that i want to do! ...<br> |
Mr. Krabs: What's the matter? Afraid of a little labor? (imitates Squidward) I'm Squidward and I have to work for a living. Boo hoo hoo.<br> | Mr. Krabs: What's the matter? Afraid of a little labor? (imitates Squidward) I'm Squidward and I have to work for a living. Boo hoo hoo.<br> | ||
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elevator that is only stairs. Walks up stairs as Patrick gets off the guest elevator)<br> | elevator that is only stairs. Walks up stairs as Patrick gets off the guest elevator)<br> | ||
| − | Squidward: What's in these bags, rocks? (bag opens spilling out rocks) Hey, these are rocks. Why is your suitcase full of | + | Squidward: What's in these bags, rocks? (bag opens spilling out rocks) Hey, these are heavy rocks. Why is your suitcase full of |
| − | rocks?<br> | + | heavy rocks?<br> |
Patrick: Well, I don't tell you how to live your life.<br> | Patrick: Well, I don't tell you how to live your life.<br> | ||
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Mr. Krabs: Pack your bags, boys. You're going to medical school. | Mr. Krabs: Pack your bags, boys. You're going to medical school. | ||
| − | SpongeBob & Patrick: Hooray!<br> | + | SpongeBob & Patrick: Hooray for medical school!<br> |
| − | Squidward: Oh, | + | Squidward: Oh, great.<br> |
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Episode Article: Krusty Towers
Characters
Dialogue
(SpongeBob & Squidward are walking down the road towards the Krusty Krab)
SpongeBob: So, I was all ready to drain the fries but I cooked the fries slightly too long. So...
Squidward: SpongeBob?
SpongeBob: So, here's where the bizarre twist comes in.
Squidward: SpongeBob?
SpongeBob: They weren't overcooked at all.
Squidward: SpongeBob, look!! (picks him up and turns him around where we are shown a tall building)
SpongeBob: Wow, what happened to the Krusty Krab?
Mr. Krabs: Good morning! The Krusty Towers is now opened for business.
SpongeBob: Why did you build a hotel, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. Krabs: I'm glad you asked, son. Remember when I went to that fast food convention and stayed in that fancy hotel? I had
a beautiful room. The employees were so friendly. They catered to my every whim, no matter how demeaning it was. Because
they lived by a code. And that code was engraved in fine gold above the grand fireplace: ("We shall never deny a guest even
the most ridiculous request.") Everything was perfect until I got the bill. They charged me for everything. 25 dollars for
a hamburger! (takes out a whole burger from inside his body) If they can charge that much for a lousy burger, imagine how
much I could charge for a lousy krabby patty. And thus, a Krusty Towers was born.
Squidward: why would anyone stay in a hotel in Bikini Bottom? It's in the middle of scenic nowhere. There's nothing to do
but get stung by jellyfish. (jellyfish stings Squidward in head. SpongeBob pushes the bump in and it goes to the other side
of Squidward's head)
Mr. Krabs: Come inside. (now inside Krusty Towers) Isn't it beautiful?
Squidward: Where are all the new hotel employees? (Mr. Krabs throws uniforms onto Squidward & SpongeBob. A hotel guest
enters)
Mr. Krabs: My first hotel guest. Watch me reel him in. (walks behind desk) Welcome to the Krusty Towers where our motto
is "We shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request."
Guest: Oh, that's great. I'd like a double krabby patty with no onions and extra pickles.
Mr. Krabs: If you want a krabby patty, you'll have to rent a room and order room service.
Guest: Ooh, I've only got an hour for lunch. (sighs and leaves)
Squidward: Boy, you reeled in that one like a pro.
Mr. Krabs: Ok, Squidward, you may sit at the front desk.
Patrick: I'd like a krabby patty, please.
Squidward: This is a hotel now. If you want a order the room service first before getting krabby patty, you'll have to get a room and order room service.
Patrick: Ok, one krabby patty and one room with cheese. Oh, and can I get cheese on the krabby patty, too?
Squidward: Patrick, you only live 400 yards away. Why do you want to check into a hotel?
Patrick: Sometimes I just need to get away from it all. (rings bell) Wow, this hotel has everything.
Squidward: (takes bell) Gimme that! Now sign the register now before hand.
Patrick: I didn't know there would be a test. I didn't study the whole time. (cries)
Squidward: Patrick, all you have to do is write your name in the book understand.
Patrick: Oh, ok. (takes pen) Do you mind? (Squidward turns around so Patrick starts writing. Squidward peeks) Don't look at the book!
(Squidward turns around) all Done squidward. (Patrick drew an airplane and himself)
Squidward: Close enough. Here's your room number seven key.
Patrick: I'll need some help with my bags.
Squidward: How can you have bags if you order a room service for yourself? You just found out this is a hotel.
Patrick: This is a hotel?
Squidward: D'oh...SpongeBob!
SpongeBob: Yes, Squidward?
Squidward: Take Patrick and his bags to his room number seven.
Patrick: What about my krabby patty?
Squidward: And bring him a krabby patty.
Mr. Krabs: Squidward, you can take Patrick's bags up to his room. SpongeBob, you go make the krabby patty.
Squidward: But Mr Krabs this is serious i can do that i want to do! ...
Mr. Krabs: What's the matter? Afraid of a little labor? (imitates Squidward) I'm Squidward and I have to work for a living. Boo hoo hoo.
Squidward: Fine. Let's go, Patrick. (has struggle with Patrick's bags as he is walking up to the elevator)
Mr. Krabs: (comes out of the elevator) This elevator is for guests only. Take the employee elevator. (walks to the other
elevator that is only stairs. Walks up stairs as Patrick gets off the guest elevator)
Squidward: What's in these bags, rocks? (bag opens spilling out rocks) Hey, these are heavy rocks. Why is your suitcase full of
heavy rocks?
Patrick: Well, I don't tell you how to live your life.
Squidward: Well, here's your room.
Patrick: Wow.
Squidward: Enjoy your stay.
Patrick: Squidward, wait! (takes out a rock from his pocket and gives it to Squidward as a tip) Keep up the good work and
there'll be more where that came from.
SpongeBob: Your krabby patty, sir. Hey, Squidward, cool rock.
Patrick: Hold on a second, SpongeBob. (hands SpongeBob a dollar) Here you are, my good man.
SpongeBob: Why thank you, Patrick.
Patrick: There's plenty more where that came from, my good friend. Squidward!
Squidward: What now?
Patrick: I don't like crusts on my sandwich.
Squidward: It's a bun. It's all crust. How am I suppose to cut the crust off a bun?
Patrick: Peel it.
Squidward: (peels skin off bun) Happy? (Patrick inhales the patty)
SpongeBob: Room service. Here's the 50 krabby patties you ordered.
Patrick: Can you do one more thing for me?
Squidward: Why don't you ask SpongeBob?
Patrick: Good idea, Squidward!
SpongeBob: How may I serve you, sir?
Patrick: I need you to eat these krabby patties with me.
SpongeBob: Oh, yes sir. (both eat a bunch of krabby patties. As Squidward heads down the employee elevator, Mr. Krabs is on
the phone)
Mr. Krabs: Hold on. Squidward, Patrick needs your help.
Squidward: What? Why didn't he ask me before I walked all the way downstairs.
Mr. Krabs: He said he didn't want to bother you. But he got over it. (Squidward is unclogging the toilet when he unclogs
SpongeBob)
SpongeBob: Thanks, Squidward! (Squidward puts him back in the toilet. Patrick flushes)
Squidward: Mr. Krabs, this is ridiculous. Patrick's being completely unreasonable.
Mr. Krabs: He can be as unreasonable as he wants. The plaque, Squidward, the plaque!
Squidward: But Mr Krabs...
Mr. Krabs: Deny no guests! (phone rings) Why, hello Patrick. You need Squidward to come up right away? He'll be right
there.
Squidward: A bubble bath? Why would I give you a bubble bath?
Patrick: Because Mr Krabs said you would. but make sure to make my back extra shiny clean.
Squidward: That's it. I've had enough.
Patrick: Squidward, wait! The toilet's backed up again.
Mr. Krabs: (Squidward comes down the guest elevator) Hey, hey, you can’t take that elevator. You're an employee.
Squidward: Not anymore. I quit.
Mr. Krabs: Quit? You can't quit. (Squidward walks out naked and comes back in with Hawaiian-styled clothes. Squidward rings
bell) Welcome to the Krusty Towers...Squidward?
Squidward: One room, please. On the top floor.
Mr. Krabs: What do you think you're doing?
Squidward: I need a vacation. I'm overworked. And what better place to relax than Krusty Towers. Where we shall never deny
a guest even the ridiculous request.
Mr. Krabs: I don't have to rent you a room.
Squidward: I've got cash.
Mr. Krabs: Errr...here's your room key.
Squidward: Spongebob, carry my things to my room.
SpongeBob: Aye aye, guest sir. (turns legs into rockets and blasts off through the ceiling)
Squidward: (talking to Mr. Krabs) And you can carry me to my room.
Mr. Krabs: And why in tarnation would I do that? You've got four legs that aren't broken.
Squidward: The plaque. Too bad we couldn't take the elevator but it is for guests only and you are an employee.
SpongeBob: Your room, sir.
Squidward: And I'd like to order room service. I'd like a krabby patty with cheese, toenail clippings and nose hairs.
Mr. Krabs: (gasps) You've got to be kidding me.
Squidward: And I want it here in 5 seconds.
SpongeBob: Yes, sir! (runs off and comes back with a krabby patty in less than 2 seconds) Here you are, sir.
Mr. Krabs: Well, you've got your stinky sandwich. Now eat it.
Squidward: Oh, I'm not going to eat this. You are.
Mr. Krabs: What? You're out of your mind if you think I'm going to eat that.
Spongebob: Psst, that's not really a krabby patty with cheese, toenails and nose hairs.
Mr. Krabs: (laughs) Now I get ya, boy. Alright, Squidward. (eats krabby patty then spits it out. Squidward laughs) Spongebob!
SpongeBob: Sorry, Mr. Krabs. We were all out of cheese.
Patrick: (room is covered in cheese) Hooray!
Mr. Krabs: (phone rings) What is it, Squidward?
Squidward: Send up a dozen cookies just like mother used to make.
Mr. Krabs: (at Squidward’s room) Here's your homemade cookies.
Squidward: (tries one and spits it out) These don't taste like anything mom used to make.
Mr. Krabs: How did your mother make 'em?
Squidward: How should I know? Ask my mother. (slams door)
Mrs. Tentacles (doorbell rings) Hello? (Mr. Krabs & SpongeBob are in ski masks)
Mr. Krabs: (trying to get a big sack in the trunk but the door won't close) SpongeBob! (Spongebob hits the sack with a shovel but the trunk still won't close)
SpongeBob: No good, Mr. Krabs.
Mrs. Tentacles: Allow me, boy. (closes trunk door)
Mr. Krabs: Great! Now that my laundry’s in the trunk...
SpongeBob: There's room for you to sit up front.
Mrs. Tentacles: Let's go bake some cookies, boys.
SpongeBob & Mr. Krabs: Hooray!
Mr. Krabs: (in Squidward’s room where Squidward is sampling the cookies) Well?
Squidward: I'm impressed. These (are) just like mother used to make. I just wish mom was a better cook.
Mr. Krabs: So you're all taken care of?
Squidward: Hmmm, just one teensy tiny problem. This room is hideous. Neptune the 14th would be nice.
Mr. Krabs: What?
Squidward: We shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. (Mr. Krabs & SpongeBob change the room to a blue
theme, a modern theme, a country theme, a torture theme, and then back to the original) Perfect!
Mr. Krabs: This room is exactly the same as when we started.
Squidward: Nothing like getting back to the basics.
Mr. Krabs: Let's get out of here, SpongeBob.
Squidward: Oh, before you leave, I wanna go swimming.
Mr. Krabs: The pool's outback.
Squidward: Pfft, are you crazy? I'm not going outside to swim. (big swimming pool is now inside the room) Come on in the
water's fine. (Spongebob jumps in)
Mr. Krabs: Anything else stupid and unreasonable that you want?
Squidward: Nope, that's it.
Mr. Krabs: You don't need me to chew your food for ya? Or make you a back scratcher out of me own spine. Or maybe
distinguish the sun so the light doesn't get in your eyes?!
Squidward: No, I'm good.
SpongeBob: Me, too.
Patrick: Wow, an indoor pool? Well, this place is fancy. (gets on diving board) Cannonball! (jumps in but the pool
collapses the hotel back into the Krusty Krab)
Mr. Krabs: (at hospital with the gang) Oh, that hotel was a bad idea from the start.
Patrick: That was a hotel?
Nurse: Your bill, sir.
Mr. Krabs: $15,000?!
Squidward: You're not gonna have a heart attack are you?
Mr. Krabs: Not at these prices. Forget hotels. This hospital rack is where the money is.
Patrick: This is a hospital?
Mr. Krabs: Pack your bags, boys. You're going to medical school.
SpongeBob & Patrick: Hooray for medical school!
Squidward: Oh, great.
