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Episode Article: [[Selling Out (Episode)|Selling Out]]
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Episode Article: [[Selling Out]]
  
 
==Characters==
 
==Characters==
*[[SpongeBob SquarePants|SpongeBob]]
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*[[SpongeBob]]
*[[Eugene H. Krabs|Mr. Krabs]]
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*[[Squidward]]
*[[Squidward Tentacles|Squidward]]
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*[[Mr. Krabs]]
*[[Pearl Krabs|Pearl]]
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*[[Pearl]]
 
*[[Howard Blandy]]
 
*[[Howard Blandy]]
 
*[[Carl]]
 
*[[Carl]]
  
==Dialogue==
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(Inside the Krusty Krab where Mr. Krabs is counting money at the register until he feels a rumble coming from outside)<br>
(episode begins outside the Krusty Krab. Inside, Mr. Krabs is counting money at the register until he feels a rumble coming from outside)
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'''Mr. Krabs:''' Here they come, lads.
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Mr. Krabs: Here they come, lads.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Hooray!
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SpongeBob: Hooray!<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Fantastic. (crowd comes rushing in, running over Squidward)
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Squidward: Fantastic. (crowd comes rushing in running over Squidward)<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Thank you very much, madam. (pushes the key to open the cash box over and over) I feel so alive!
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Mr. Krabs: Thank you very much, madam. (Mr. Krabs pushes the key to open the cash box over and over) I feel so alive!
  
'''Music:''' "[[Cha-Ching (Song)|Cha-Ching]]"
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'''Music:''' "[[ChaChing]]"
 
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  Cha-ching. Cha-ching. Cha-chingaring
  Cha-ching. Cha-ching. Cha-chingaree.
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  Money, oh money, how I love thee
  Money, oh money, how I love thee.
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  Cha-ching. Cha-chong. Cha-changaroo
  Cha-ching. Cha-chong. Cha-changaroo.
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  From pennies to dollars. Any amount will do
 
  From pennies to dollars. Any amount will do
  
  Cha-ching. Cha-ching. It's no contest.
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  Cha-ching. Cha-ching. It's no contest
  There's only one thing that I love the best.
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  There's only one thing that I love the best
  From every sight I ever seen. To the sweetest sound I've heard,
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  From every sight I ever seen. To sweetest sound I've heard
  I'd gladly give up everything for all the money that I've earned!
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  I'd gladly give up everything for all the money that I've earned
  
  Cha-ching. Cha-ching. Cha-chingaree.
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  Cha-ching. Cha-ching. Cha-chingaring
  There's nothing on earth like the feeling of greed.
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  There's nothing on earth like the feeling of greed
  There's nothing on earth like the feeling of greed!
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  There's nothing on earth like the feeling of greed
  
(Mr. Krabs throws a cane he was spinning, then laughs and falls backwards. SpongeBob and Squidward catch him)
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Squidward: Please don't do that again.<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Please don't do that again.
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Howard: (walks in the Krusty Krab) I think the stain glass barstool can go over here. And the suede hand carved wooden
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sports flag display case can go over there.<br>
  
'''Howard Blandy:''' (walks in the Krusty Krab) I think the stain glass barstool can go over here. And the psuedo hand carved wooden sports flag display case can go over there.
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Mr. Krabs: Ahoy there, matey. Can I help you gentlemen with something?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Ahoy there, matey. Can I help you gentlemen with something?
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Howard: I'd like to speak to the owner.<br>
  
'''Howard:''' Are you the owner?
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Mr. Krabs: Who wants to know?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Who wants to know?
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Howard: Allow me to introduce myself. Howard Blandy: President of the Blandy Franchising Company.<br>
  
'''Howard:''' Allow me to introduce myself. Howard Blandy: President, Blandy Franchising Company.
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Mr. Krabs: Howard Blandy? You mean (the) Howard Blandy? The Howard Blandy that masterminded the ruthless takeover of every
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small family owned business in Bikini Bottom? That Howard Blandy? (gets on hands and knees) I worship you. (cries)<br>
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Howard: Get it together, little man.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Howard Blandy? You mean ''the'' Howard Blandy? The Howard Blandy that masterminded the ruthless takeover of every small family owned business in Bikini Bottom? '''That''' Howard Blandy? (gets on hands and knees) I worship you. (cries)
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Mr. Krabs: Sorry, it's just, uhh, you're rich. (laughs) I'm Mr. Krabs. To what do I owe the honor of having you at the Krusty
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Krab, Howard?<br>
  
'''Howard:''' Get it together, little man.
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Howard: What would it take to buy the Krusty Krab from you?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Sorry, it's just that...you're rich. (laughs) I'm Mr. Krabs. To what do I owe the honor of having you here, Howard? (slaps Howard's hand)
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Mr. Krabs: Buy the Krusty Krab? It's not for sale. You know, I may not make as much as your fancy-schmancy-migger restaurant
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chain, but it's the blood, sweat, and tears of a hard days work. It's not about the mon... (suitcase full of money is shown
  
'''Howard:''' What would it take to buy the Krusty Krab?
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to Mr. Krabs) Holy mother of pearl! I like the way you think Blandy. But it's gonna take a lot more than a suitcase of cash
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to buy the Krusty Krab from me.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Buy the Krusty Krab? It's not for sale! You know, I may not make as much as your fancy-schmancy-mega restaurant chain, but it's the blood, sweat, and tears of a hard days work. It's not about the mon-- (suitcase full of money is shown to Mr. Krabs) Holy sweet mother of pearl! I like the way you think, Blandy. But it'll take a lot more than a suitcase of cash to buy the Krusty Krab from me.
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Howard: Oh, there's a lot more than that. The rest is over there. (points to a boat full of suitcases with money)<br>
  
'''Howard:''' Oh, there's a lot more than that. The rest is over there. (points to a boat full of suitcases with money)
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Mr. Krabs: Jumpin King Neptune! Sold. Can I have my money?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Jumpin' King Neptune! Sold. Give me my money.
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Howard: Just one thing. If you can sign this contract. It just states that you relinquish the Krusty Krab and all
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proprietary ownership thereof. Along with its employees, merchandise, logos, and cash registers.<br>
  
'''Howard:''' First, sign this contract. (takes out a pen) You relinquish the Krusty Krab and all ownership thereof. Along with its employees, merchandise, logos, and cash registers.
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Mr. Krabs: Do I still get the money?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' I still get the money?
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Howard: Of course.<br>
  
'''Howard:''' Yes.
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Mr. Krabs: That'll be fine then. (signs contract) Here you go. Now gimme gimme gimme gimme. (holds suitcase up in the air)
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Whoo-ha! See ya around. (walks out the Krusty Krab. Contractors & painters come in remodeling)<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' That'll be fine then. (signs contract) Here you go. Now gimme gimme. (holds suitcase up in the air) Whoo-ha! See ya 'round. (walks out of the Krusty Krab. Contractors and painters come in remodeling)
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SpongeBob: What's happening? Mr Krabs! Mr Krabs, they're putting up pennants in the Krusty Krab. What's going on?<br>
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Mr Krabs: I'm retiring.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' What's happening? Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs, they're putting up pennants in the Krusty Krab. What's going on?
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SpongeBob: Retiring?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' I'm retiring.
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Mr. Krabs: I'm free to do whatever I want. I can learn to ride that bicycle I got 30 years ago. Or go to the new hook museum
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downtown. Or even paint bowls of fruit. Aren't you happy for me?<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Retiring?
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SpongeBob: I sure am!<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' I'm free to do whatever I want. I can learn to ride that bicycle I got 30 years ago. Or go to the new hook museum downtown. Or even paint bowls of fruit. Aren't you happy for me?
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Mr. Krabs: So long, boys.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' I sure am!
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SpongeBob: Have fun, Mr Krabs. (cries)<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' So long, boys.
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Carl: Hi, gentlemen, I'm Carl. I'll be your new manager.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Have fun, Mr. Krabs. (cries)
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SpongeBob: New manager?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Heaven knows I won't.
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Carl: I think you'll find working at the Krabby O' Mondays to be a both learning experience and enjoyable one.<br>
  
'''Carl:''' Hi, gentlemen, I'm Carl. Your new manager.
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SpongeBob: Krabby O' Mondays?<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' New manager?
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Carl: (takes away their Krusty Krew hats) You won't be needing these anymore. (hands them new clothes) Now here are your
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new uniforms and here are the... (hands them heavy books) new manuals. See ya first thing tomorrow.<br>
  
'''Carl:''' I think you'll find working at the [[Krabby O Mondays|Krabby O' Mondays]] to be both a learning experience and an enjoyable one.
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Mr. Krabs: (driving boat and smelling the air) The sweet smell of a brand-new day. First stop: the new hook museum. And then
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maybe I'll... (sees new krabby o' Mondays) Hey, a Krabby O' Mondays? Not the name I would've chosen. But that's all behind
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me now. (later, Mr Krabs is at the Hook Museum listening to the story narrator about a 3 prong hook. Then he is at his home
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painting a bowl of fruit, which he actually paints a bowl of krabby patties. Then he is playing golf) Wait a minute, I hate
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golf! (now laying in his bed at home) Well, I've done everything I wanted to do. And it's not even noon.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Krabby O' Mondays?
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Pearl: (on phone) Did you see the shoes she has on? So last year. (laughs. Notices her father in the doorway) Hold on,
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Gina. Yeah, dad?<br>
  
'''Carl:''' (takes away their Krusty Krew hats) You won't need these anymore. (hands them new clothes) Now here are your
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Mr. Krabs: How's it going?<br>
new uniforms, and here are the-- (hands them heavy books) --employee manuals. See ya first thing tomorrow. (SpongeBob and Squidward struggle with the heavy books. Bubble-wipe to Mr. Krabs)
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'''Mr. Krabs:''' (driving boat and smelling the air) Ah... The sweet smell of a brand-new day. First stop: the new [[Hook Museum|hook museum]]. Then maybe I'll-- (sees new Krabby O' Mondays) Hey, the Krabby O' Mondays? Not the name I would've chosen. But that's all behind me now. (Bubble-wipe to later. Mr. Krabs is at the Hook Museum listening to the story narrator about a 3 prong hook)
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Pearl: Fine.<br>
  
'''Recorded voice:''' ''The three-pronged J-hook was first sighted in local water more than 100 years ago.'' (Mr. Krabs yawns. Next, he is at his home painting a bowl of fruit, but he actually paints a bowl of Krabby Patties. Then he is playing golf but stops)
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Mr. Krabs: Whatcha up to?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Wait a minute, I hate golf! (now laying in his bed at home) Well, I've done everything I wanted to do. And it's not even noon. (we see that according to the clocks, it's not yet 12 o'clock)
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Pearl: I'm talking on the phone!<br>
  
'''Pearl:''' (on phone) Did you see the shoes she has on? So last year. (laughs. Notices her father in the doorway) Hold on, [[Gina]]. Yeah, dad?
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Mr. Krabs: Oh, really?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' How's it going?
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Pearl: Really.<br>
  
'''Pearl:''' Fine.
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Mr. Krabs: Oh.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Whatcha up to?
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Pearl: Dad, isn't there something you need to do?<br>
  
'''Pearl:''' I'm talking on the phone!
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Mr. Krabs: Actually, I was hoping you and I could do something together.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Oh, really?
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Pearl: Get out! That's it, dad. Get a job, get a hobby, or get some friends. 'Cause I can't take it anymore!<br>
  
'''Pearl:''' Really.
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Mr. Krabs: (using metal detector on the beach) Find some friends she says, find a hobby she says, get a job she says...
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(runs into a window with a 'Help Wanted' sign) Help wanted. (walks into Krabby O' Mondays)<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Oh.
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Squidward: Ahoy there, mateys. Welcome to Krabby O' Mondays.<br>
  
'''Pearl:''' Dad, isn't there something you need to do?
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Kid: It's my birthday.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Well, actually, I was hoping you and I could do something together.
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Squidward: Can I start you off with...<br>
  
'''Pearl:''' Get out! That's it, dad. Get a job, get a hobby, or get some friends. Because I can't take it anymore! (slams the door. Bubble-wipe to Mr. Krabs on a unknown beach)
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Mother: Will you sing the Krabby O' Mondays birthday song to my special little man?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' (using a metal detector on the beach) Get some friends she says. Find a hobby she says. Get a job she says... Oh! (runs into a window with a "Help Wanted" sign) Help wanted? Hmm. (walks into the Krabby O' Mondays)
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Squidward: Happy, happy birthday. (sighs) Happy, happy bir...
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Carl: Uhh, Squidward, can I talk to you for a second? What's our motto here at Krabby O' Mondays?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Ahoy there, mateys. Welcome to Krabby O' Mondays.
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Squidward: Sincere service with a smile.<br>
  
'''Kid:''' It's my birthday.
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Carl: Well, yes, but with the Krabby O' Mondays spirit. Now, Squidward, you wouldn't want to have to talk to human
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resources... (big strong guy steps out) ...would you? So, what's our motto again?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Can I start you off with--?
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Squidward: Sincere service (slaps self) with a smile!<br>
  
'''Mother:''' Will you sing the Krabby O' Mondays birthday song to my special little man?
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Carl: Now you're gettin' it.<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Happy, happy birthday. (sighs) Happy, happy--
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Mr. Krabs: (in kitchen cleaning dishes) Morning, SpongeBob.<br>
  
'''Carl:''' Uhh, Squidward, can I talk to you for a second? What's our motto here at Krabby O' Mondays?
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SpongeBob: Mr Krabs, what are you doing here?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Sincere service with a smile.
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Mr. Krabs: Retirement ain't all it's cracked up to be. So, I'm the new bus boy. (whistles as he sees SpongeBob with a big smile) Uhh, ok son, you're starting to creep my out.<br>
  
'''Carl:''' (chuckles) Well, yes, but with the Krabby O' Mondays spirit. Now, Squidward, you wouldn't want to have to talk to human resources... (big strong guy steps out) ...would you? So, what's our motto again?
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SpongeBob: (clings to Mr. Krabs) I knew you'd come back, Mr. Krabs, I just knew you would.<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Uh, uh, sincere service... (slaps himself) with a smile! (human resources guy disappears)
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Mr. Krabs: Ok, boy, back to work.<br>
  
'''Carl:''' Now you're gettin' it.
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SpongeBob: Aye aye, sir.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' (in the kitchen cleaning dishes) Morning, SpongeBob.
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Mr. Krabs: I'm not your boss anymore. Just call me Eugene.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Mr. Krabs, what are you doing here?
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SpongeBob: Aye aye...Eugene. (giggles)<br>
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Mr. Krabs: Ahoy, Squidward.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Retirement ain't all it's cracked up to be. So, I'm the new bus boy. (whistles as he sees SpongeBob with a big smile) Uhh, OK son, you're starting to creep me out.
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Squidward: Ahoy, Eugene! Would you mind clearing this table for me?<br>
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Mr. Krabs: Sure, Squidward. Ya know, I've never seen you this happy.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' (clings to Mr. Krabs) I knew you'd come back, Mr. Krabs, I just knew you would.
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Squidward: They're watching us.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Okay, boy, back to work.
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Mr. Krabs: That guy's a real pain in the hine-quarters, eh Squiddy?<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Aye aye, sir.
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Squidward: Uhh, Eugene, I think you need to look at page 20 of our employee handbook again.<br>
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Mr. Krabs: Oh, I don't need Carl's silly rules.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' I'm not your boss anymore. Just call me Eugene.
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Squidward: I really think you should look. (pointing to a message)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Aye aye...Eugene. (giggles)
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Mr. Krabs: What's this? Help me.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Ahoy, Squidward.
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Carl: Hey, fellas, what's going on over here?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Ahoy, Eugene! Would you mind clearing this table for me?
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Squidward: Oh, hey Carl, uhh, I was just reminding Eugene about article 24 section 3 of our employee handbook.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Sure, Squidward. Ya know, I've never seen you so happy.
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Carl: cut the chatter and pick up a platter. Great job, Squidward.<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' They're watching us.
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Mr. Krabs: What have you done to real Squidward?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' That guy's a real pain in the hind-quarters, hey Squiddy?
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Carl: The less you know, Eugene, the better.<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Uhh, Eugene, I think you need to look at page 20 of our employee handbook again.
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Mr. Krabs: What's going on around here? Where's SpongeBob? (in the kitchen, krabby patties are being made in a different way
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through an oven and spray painted to make it look like a real krabby patty)<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Oh, I don't need Carl's silly rules.
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SpongeBob: (takes a krabby patty from the basket) Where's the love?<br>
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Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, what happened to the krabby patties?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' I really think you should look. (pointing to a message)
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SpongeBob: I tried to tell them but they wouldn't listen to me.<br>
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Mr. Krabs: This is obscene. (walks out of the kitchen) Carl, I need to have a wor...<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' What's this? (reads the note) Help me.
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Cash Register: Your change is $1.75.
  
'''Carl:''' Hey, fellas, what's going on over here?
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Mr. Krabs: Automated cash register? Noo!!! (eyes roll back in his head) Hey, Carl, what have you done to me restaurant?
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Processed krabby patties? Computerized registers?<br>
  
'''Squidward:''' Oh, hey Carl, uhh, I was just reminding Eugene of article 24, section 3 of the employee handbook.
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Carl: Look around you. our customers are quite content with the contrive and the mediocre. (customer falls asleep)<br>
  
'''Carl:''' Cut the chatter and pick up a platter. Good job, Squidward.
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Mr. Krabs: That's because they don't know what they're eating. (grabs a pile of cow dung from the krabby patty making machine
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then walks up to a customer) Excuse me, ma'am, do you know what's in that krabby patty you're eating?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' What have you done with the real Squidward?
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Customer: No. (Mr. Krabs shows pile of the cow dung. Customer runs out)<br>
  
'''Carl:''' The less you know, Eugene...the better.
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Mr. Krabs: See that, without all your smoke & mirrors, no one would stomach this garbage.<br>
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Customer #2: What'd he say? Garbage? (customers notice what’s in the krabby patties and everyone runs out)<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' What's going on around here? Where's SpongeBob? (in the kitchen, [[Krabby Patty|Krabby Patties]] are being made in a different way; they are blobs of grey goo-like garbage squeezed by a machine onto an conveyor belt, sent through an oven and spray painted to look like real Krabby Patties)
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Carl: Eugene, you're in violation of your contract.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' (takes a "[[Synthetic Krabby Patties|Krabby Patty]]" from the basket) Where's the love?
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Mr. Krabs: Rules. Here's a rule for ya. People can't eat stain glass barstools. (throws barstool into the big screen TV)  
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' SpongeBob, what happened to the Krabby Patties?
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I'll show you automated. (takes cash register and shoves it in the krabby patty making machine)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' I tried to tell them but they wouldn't listen to me.
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Carl: Mr. Blandy? Code red. Free thinker.<br>
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Howard: Mr. Krabs, is there a problem here?<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' This is obscene. (walks out of the kitchen) Carl, I need to have a word... (notices a automated, wall-mounted cash register)
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Mr. Krabs: You better believe there's a problem. I used to kiss the ground you walked on, Blandy. But after seeing this, I  
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wouldn't even spit in your direction. Krabby patties are supposed to be made by hand. One at a time. Not on a conveyor
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belt. (krabby patty machine blows and spews out garbage everywhere)<br>
  
'''Cash Register:''' Your change is $1.75. (displays "1.75" on the screen)
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Carl: Oh, my. (floating away in the garbage) Does this mean I won't get that raise, sir?<br>
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Howard: It's ruined!<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Automated cash register? NOOOOO! (eyes roll back in his head) Hey, Carl, what have you done to me restaurant? Processed Krabby Patties? Computerized registers?
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Friend: We'll have to sell it. we'll be lucky if we get a fraction of what we paid for it. (Mr. Krabs drives up with boat full of suitcases)<br>
  
'''Carl:''' Look around you. Our customers are quite content with the contrive, and the mediocre. (customer falls asleep)
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Mr. Krabs: I'll buy it for full price.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' That's because they don't know what they're eating. (grabs a pile of garbage from the Krabby Patty making machine, then walks up to a customer) Excuse me, ma'am. Do you know what's in that Krabby Patty you're eating?
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Friend: Sold. We won't be needing your contract anymore. Nice doing business with you.<br>
  
'''Customer:''' No. (Mr. Krabs shows her the pile of garbage. Screams and runs out)
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Mr. Krabs: Pleasure's all mine. Now get out of me restaurant. (laughs) We did it, boys. The Krusty Krab is ours again. Ya know, in a fit of maniacal rage, I may have destroyed the restaurant, scared away all our customers, and forced us into bankruptcy because I returned nearly every penny I sold this stink heap for, but it was all worth it. And I got back the love of my dear friends.<br>
  
'''Mr. Krabs:''' See that? Without all your smoke and mirrors, no one would stomach this garbage.
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Squidward: Really, Mr. Krabs?<br>
  
'''Customer #2:''' What'd he say? Garbage? (customers notice what's in the "Krabby Patties" and everyone runs out. Mr. Krabs laughs)
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Mr. Krabs: No, not really. Get back to work. (pushes the key to open the register and ends with dollar signs)
  
'''Carl:''' Eugene, you're in violation of your contract.
 
 
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Rules. Here's a rule for ya. People can't eat stain glass barstools. (throws barstool into the restaurant's big screen television) I'll show you automated. (takes the cash register and shoves it into the Synthetic Krabby Patty making machine)
 
 
'''Carl:''' Mr. Blandy? Code red. Free thinker.
 
 
'''Howard:''' Mr. Krabs, is there a problem here?
 
 
'''Mr. Krabs:''' You better believe it. I used to kiss the ground you walked on, Blandy. But after seeing this, I wouldn't even spit in your direction. Krabby Patties are supposed to be made by hand. One at a time. Not on a conveyor belt. (an alarm beeps. The Synthetic Krabby Patty machine blows and spews out garbage)
 
 
'''Carl:''' Oh, my. (garbage becomes a wave and washes them off the Krabby O Mondays, which explodes; floating away in the garbage) Does this mean I won't get that raise, sir?
 
 
'''Howard:''' It's ruined!
 
 
'''Friend:''' We'll have to sell it. We'll be lucky if we get a fraction of what we paid for it. (Mr. Krabs drives up with boat full of suitcases)
 
 
'''Mr. Krabs:''' I'll buy it for full price.
 
 
'''Friend:''' Sold. We won't need your contract anymore. (rips up contract) Nice doing business with you.
 
 
'''Mr. Krabs:''' Pleasure's all mine. Now get out of me restaurant. (laughs. Howard and his men walk away) Well, we did it, boys. The Krusty Krab is ours again. Ya know, in that fit of maniacal rage, I may have destroyed the restaurant, scared away all our customers, and forced us into bankruptcy because I returned nearly every penny I sold this stink heap for, but I got back the love of me dear friends.
 
 
'''Squidward:''' Really, Mr. Krabs?
 
 
'''Mr. Krabs:''' No, not really! Get back to work! (gives SpongeBob and Squidward brooms to clean up the mess. Pushes the key to open the register and the episode ends with dollars wiping the screen to black)
 
 
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