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Episode Transcript: Stuck in the Wringer
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(episode begins at SpongeBob's house with him taking a shower)
SpongeBob: (is wiping his arms, then his nose with a soap bar) La la la la la la la la, gettin' clean! La la la la, doo doo doo! (wipes his eyes with the soap) Oooooh... what a delightful day it is... (squeezes the soap so hard that it slips out of his hand. The soap falls to the ground in slow motion) No...! (the soap hits the ground) Good thing I have a spare! (opens a new bar of soap) I still have one more thing to clean! (cleans inside his brain, which squeaks with a smile on the face. Turns off the shower and goes through the wringer) Oh, what would I do without you Wringer? Guess I'd be all wet. (laughs, and then takes his clothes and shoes and puts them on) And now I'm ready to go to work! (steps on the soap and slips on it. Flies in the bathroom hitting stuff, and then back into the shower. Pants twice) Ooooh... you'd have to be careful, SquarePants! (leans on the new soap, causing it to fall) You always gotta be watchin' out. Watchin' out for...things. Things like... (about to step on the soap, he stops his feet right above it and avoids it) ...like that! Oh yeah, I saw ya. Not gonna fool me this time soap. (the soap frowns. Steps on Patrick's rubber duck, then his soap, and lands in his wringer. Tries to get out without success. Uses his tongue and tries to twist the handle on the wringer, but it breaks off) This is not going well. (sighs. Patrick comes in and looks for his rubber duck)
Patrick: Hey SpongeBob, have you seen my rubber ducky?
SpongeBob: Oh, is that it? (points to the duck on the ground that says "PATЯiCK" on it)
Patrick: I found you! Ducky duck! (laughs) Quack, quack, quack!
SpongeBob: Uh, Patrick?
Patrick: Huh?
SpongeBob: I hate to interrupt your reunion, but I kind of need your help over here.
Patrick: What do you need, SpongeBob?
SpongeBob: Well, I'm a little stuck, if you know what I mean--
Patrick: Stuck? I can help with that. (opens up his skin, revealing 5 supplies, listed as "SUN BLOCK", "GREASE", "Hair Gel", "SLiCK STUFF", and "Forever Glue") OK. Hmm... Oh! (takes a bottle of Forever Glue out) There. There you go, buddy! Now you're stuck forever! (points to the Forever Glue)
SpongeBob: (happily) Gee, thanks, Patrick! Now I'm stuck... (worried) ...for... ev-ev-forever?! (the glue turns yellow, and then brown as it hardens up. It sticks on SpongeBob, who is struggling to get out) Patrick, I wanted to get un-stuck, not more stuck! How am I gonna get to work if I'm stuck here forever? (starts to bulge to get out of the Wringer) Must... get... out... of... wringer! (uses his nose, his eyes, and then his teeth, but is flung back. Screams)
Patrick: Hmmm... (pulls the wringer up into the air, breaking it) There! Is that better?
SpongeBob: No, Patrick. It isn't. How am I supposed to flip patties like this?
Patrick: (grabs onto SpongeBob in annoyance) OK! Ya know what, SquarePants? That's quitter talk! And are you a quitter?
SpongeBob: No.
Patrick: And are you gonna let this wringer get between you and your passion? (camera zooms out to reveal a Krabby Patty on a purple flag with a blue background) Those sweet tomatoes, crisp onions, are ya, SpongeBob?!
SpongeBob: No. I won't let it get between me and...crisp onions, sweet tomatoes, (his eyes sparkle) fresh lettuce, a flame- broiled patty, a warm bun sprinkled with sesame seeds, served with a smile that says "HEY!! I CAN!!!" (jumps and runs in place) I'm ready!
Patrick: (cheering for SpongeBob) That's the spirit!
SpongeBob: Woo! (runs off, then hits the door frame twice. Tumbles down the stairs. Noises are heard) Don't worry, Patrick! My spirits are still high! (bubble-wipe to the Krusty Krab later, with SpongeBob making Krabby Patties in the wringer using a spatula and a wooden pad attached to his wringer) Hello, perfectly made Krabby Patty. Order's upppp!
Squidward: It's about time! (takes the Krabby Patty, but notices SpongeBob. Laughs as SpongeBob squirts mustard that's in his pore on a Krabby Patty using his eyes) Hey SpongeBob, love the outfit. Where did you get it? The hardware store?! (laughs) Hardware jokes.
SpongeBob: (laughs) Hard-ware store? No, from my bathroom.
Squidward: Well, I must say it really completes your imbecile look. Way to go, Buddy.
SpongeBob: Aw, thanks pal. (squirts mustard in Squidward's eyes. Squidward screams in pain and the eyes fall onto the Krabby Patty) Ohh! Squidward! (Squidward falls back) Squidward! (jumps on him) Are you OK?
Squidward: (in pain) Please just get away from me.
Customer: Uh, excuse me. Can I have a refill on my soda?
SpongeBob: Ohhhhhhh, a refill! (hits the cash register and it falls onto the customer's foot)
Customer: Oh! Oh my foot! (walks backwards holding his foot in pain) Oh my foot! (bumps into a table where two customers are sitting on. Holds his back in pain) Oh! Oh, my back! (tips on another table where two customers are sitting on; muffled) My faaaaace!
SpongeBob: (gasps) Not to worry, sir. I'm comi-i-i-ing! (hits the cash register which causes it to open and spew money everywhere) WHOA! (hits a pole) Don't worry everyone, I'm o-kaaaaah! (panics after seeing customers taking money) Hey! Don't touch Mr. Krabs' money!
Mr. Krabs: (comes out of his office, surprised by what he sees) Me money! What do you think you're doin'? (snatches money from a customer) That ain't yours! (does it again) Thank you very much! When I get my hands on that boy... (SpongeBob struggles to get out of the pole and hits the customers including Mr. Krabs. He crashes into a wall) Oooooohhh... (falls to the ground, breaking some wood on the floor)
SpongeBob: Here, Mr. Krabs. I'll help.
Mr. Krabs: Help?! (damaged restaurant is shown) I think you've helped quite enough today! (takes SpongeBob out of the restaurant) And don't even think about coming back here again till that destructive device of yours is gone! (throws SpongeBob out of the restaurant and he lands in front of Patrick)
Patrick: Hey SpongeBob, how was work?
SpongeBob: Oh, an absolute disaster. I can't do anything without this stupid wringer getting in the way. Patrick I am nothing more than a... a bike rack. A sad, sad, sad, sad little bike rack. (a fish chains his bike to the wringer. SpongeBob starts crying)
Patrick: (grabs SpongeBob) Hey! Don't you go crying on me! (uses a hair dryer to dry SpongeBob's teary eyes) Crying never solves anything. I know what allllllways makes you feel better. (bubble-wipe to Super Weenie Hut Jr's. SpongeBob and Patrick are there with two sundae cups)
SpongeBob: You were right! Ice cream always makes me feel better!
Patrick: Dig in! (rapidly eats all his ice cream)
SpongeBob: (tries to use his hands, but can't; his hands are still stuck in the wringer. Tries using his tongue and manages to scoop a small piece of his ice cream, but chokes on the spoon he is using and cannot swallow because the wringer is in the way. Gets angry) I can't even eat ice cream now?! THIS DUMB WRINGER'S IN THE WAY!
Patrick: (with food still in his mouth) Bummer. (swallows) Yeah, you know what? Forget this place. Let's go to the carnival. That's the funnest spot in the ocean. (swoops the rest of SpongeBob's ice cream. Bubble-wipe to Coral Carnival) Look, the Ball Toss! (points to it)
Ball Toss Vendor: Step right up, folks! Toss a ball, hit the cans, and win a stuffed seahorse!
Patrick: We wanna play!
Ball Toss Vendor: Sure. Gimme your best shot. (hands Patrick two balls and he takes them)
Patrick: Thanks! (throws the ball and knocks all the cans down) Woohoo! And now you try.
SpongeBob: (tries his best, but the ball bounces back in his right eye, comes off and it gives him a black eye)
Patrick: Whoa! Oh, the spinny steering wheels! Oh, we gotta do that!
SpongeBob: (uninterested) I don't know... (points to his right eye) I have too much eye pain.
Patrick: Oh, come on! (holds SpongeBob and walks) Oh, how many times does a carnival come in town?! (they walk past a sign that says "Carnival Always Here!" Both go in the seats) Ready? (SpongeBob struggles to put the hands on the wheel, but he is too late; Patrick has already started spinning the wheel. Begins to steer faster, tossing SpongeBob out of the ride) SpongeBob?
SpongeBob: (flying through the air) Oh, dear Neptune! WHY?! (bubble-wipe to later in the carnival. SpongeBob is now badly hurt and Patrick has cotton candy)
Patrick: Hey pal, want some of my cotton candy? They gave it to me when I won the dart tournament. I got this too! (shows SpongeBob his ribbon that says "#1 CHAMP" with a dart on it) Check it out!
SpongeBob: Yeah, that's nice Patrick. But I don't want any cotton candy. (Patrick puts it near his face. Gets frustrated)
Patrick: Well have some! It will make you feel better!
SpongeBob: (in irritation) I said I don't want any! (turns around and knocks the cotton candy to the ground)
Patrick: (sadly) You ruined my cotton candy!
SpongeBob: Good! Maybe now you know how I feel about you ruining my life!
Ball Toss Vendor: Check it out: Public Fight!
Other Vendor: Working at the carnival sure has its place. (crowd gathers around SpongeBob and Patrick)
SpongeBob I have never felt so ashamed.
Patrick: What do you mean?
SpongeBob: If it wasn't for your Forever Glue, I wouldn't be stuck in this thing!
Patrick: I was only trying to help.
SpongeBob: Help?! I think you've helped quite enough today!
Patrick: Okay, if that's how you feel... I won't help you anymore! (runs away crying. Visitors give an angry look at SpongeBob)
SpongeBob: (nervous) Heh, heh, eh, lot of drama with that one.
Sandals: Ya know kid, your body isn't the problem. It's your heart. (inside SpongeBob's body, his heart, which is two sizes too small, begins to groan sadly) You deserve what you've gotten. C'mon, we're out of here. (the crowd walks off)
Fish: (offscreen) Some people are just born mean. (bubble-wipe to Patrick's rock at night as it cross-fades to day)
Patrick: (while brushing his teeth) Forget SpongeBob. I don't need him. (brushes his armpit, his belly button, then puts the toothbrush back in his mouth) I can do whatever I want. (eats the toothbrush) Ahh. (gets off his rock) I don't need him. (blinks. Looks at SpongeBob's house. Almost calls for SpongeBob to come out but stops himself) Leave it! You're not his friend anymore! I gotta try to keep myself occupied so I don't think about Sponge-- (stops and covers his mouth) I'm not even gonna say his name! What to do, what to do... (snaps) I know! I'll have a staring contest! (stars off into space, then blinks) Ohh, fiddlesticks! My game's too hard! (a think bubble of Patrick appears)
Patrick Thought in a Bubble: Well, maybe if SpongeBob were here, he can give you pointers. (puts his finger in mouth)
Patrick: Who asked you?! (claps the bubble and it disappears) Forget it! I'll just play, uh... (gets out a red coral stick) Fetch! (throws the stick and it lands on SpongeBob's doorstep) Where is it? Where is it? (finds the stick) Gotcha! (notices SpongeBob) Is SpongeBob OK? Oh, what do I care? I'm no longer supposed to help! (walks away, then suddenly runs back) Buddy! (throws door off the hinges) Uhh! SpongeBob? SpongeBob? Hey, whatcha watchin'?
SpongeBob: (in chair watching television, wearing a gray beard; in a trance) My favorite show. (static is shown on the TV. The TV dies about a couple of seconds later) Ha, ha, I love that part!
Patrick: SpongeBob! Snap out of it! It's me, your best friend! Patrick!
SpongeBob: What's that? I can't hear you with all the lonely voices in my head.
Patrick: (quietly) Oh man. He's too far gone.
SpongeBob: Not fit to live in society.
Patrick: (crying) Is this all my fault? (holds up his Forever Glue) Me and my dumb ideas? I'm so sorry (a tear, colored blue, falls down. The tear melts the glue and SpongeBob is able to pull his arm out)
SpongeBob: Patrick! Your tears! They are melting the glue! Keep crying! I'll do the same and maybe I can slip out of this thing! (he and Patrick begin crying. Soon, the blue tears melt all the glue and SpongeBob pulls the wringer out) Look! It worked!
SpongeBob and Patrick: All right! (SpongeBob throws the wringer in the air)
SpongeBob: I guess crying does solve your problems after all. Come here, buddy! (both hug. The wringer soon falls on them, trapping both of them in)
Patrick: Well, at least we're together. (chuckles) Should I get the glue? (episode ends)
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