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Episode Article: [[Sing a Song of Patrick (Episode)|Sing a Song of Patrick]]
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Episode Article: [[Sing a Song of Patrick]]
  
 
==Characters==
 
==Characters==
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*[[SpongeBob SquarePants|SpongeBob]]
 
*[[SpongeBob SquarePants|SpongeBob]]
 
*[[Squidward Tentacles|Squidward]]
 
*[[Squidward Tentacles|Squidward]]
*Coach
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*[[Coach]]
*Angry Mob
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*[[old man jenkins]]
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*[[fred]]
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*[[tom]]
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*[[charlie]]
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*[[harold]]
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*[[frank (cameo character)]]
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*[[billy (teenager)]]
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*[[comic book store clerk]]
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*[[gary the snail]]
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*[[nerds]]
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*[[ned and the needlefish]]
  
 
==Dialogue==
 
==Dialogue==
(episode begins with a shot of the whole town of Bikini Bottom. Camera pans in to show Patrick at Near Mint Comic Books, moved to tears by the comic, causing quite a ruckus)
 
  
'''Patrick:''' Ah!!! No!!! No!!! (stops crying and starts cheering loudly) Yay!!! Ha-ha!!! Ha-ha!!!
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(The first shot shows the whole town of Bikini Bottom. Pan in to show Patrick at a comic store, moved to tears by the comic, causing quite a ruckus.)
  
'''Fish:''' If only "Inaudible Lad" were here right now.
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Patrick: Ah!!! No!!! No!!!
  
'''Patrick:''' Oh. (gobbles down the comic book) Nothing satisfies like a good story. (SpongeBob walks up to Patrick with a pile of 20-40 comic books. Patrick, however, can't see SpongeBob)
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(He stops crying and starts cheering loudly.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Are you ready to go, Patrick?
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Patrick: Yay!!! Ha Ha!!! Ha Ha!!!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' Ahh! Get back! I wasn't gonna eat all of you!
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Fish #1: If only "Inaudible Lad" were here right now.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Patrick, it's me!
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Patrick: Oh.<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' Sponge-! (he is cut off by a loud belch. An advertisement from the comic book blows onto SpongeBob's face)<br>
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(He gobbles down the comic book.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' What's this?
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Patrick: Nothing satisfies like a good story.<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' Whatever it is, it's mine! Unless I don't want it. (looks it over) Hmm... SpongeBob! What do all these words say?
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(SpongeBob walks up to Patrick with a pile of 20-40 comic books. But Patrick can't see SpongeBob.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' It's an ad! (reading) "Dear comic book reader..."
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SpongeBob: Are you ready to go, Patrick?<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' That's me!
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Patrick: Ahh! Get back! I wasn't gonna eat all of you!<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' ..."Have you ever thought about turning one of your poems into a hit song on the radio?"...
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SpongeBob: Patrick, it's me!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I've never thought about anything!
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Patrick: Sponge-!!!<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' ..."Send in your poem and $100 and we'll make it a hit!" Can we go, now? My arms are getting tired.
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(He is cut off by a loud belch. An advertisement from the comic book blows onto SpongeBob's face.)<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I wanna send in my poem and everyone would love it, and I would be a star!
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SpongeBob: What's this?<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' You can't always trust ads in comic books. Those X-Ray specs I ordered couldn't see through people's skin at all. Only their clothes. Plus, you don't have $100. (his wallet falls out of his back pants pocket, and he struggles to reach for it with his legs) Patrick, could you get my wallet? (Patrick picks it up)
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Patrick: Whatever it is, it's mine! Unless I don't want it.
  
'''Patrick:''' Hey, look, I just found $100! It's a sign that I should make my hit record!
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(He looks it over.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob''': Hey, that's my comic book money!
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Patrick: Hmm... SpongeBob!!! What do all these words say?<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' It's a sign! A sign that fell from the back of your pants! I've learned to trust signs like that.
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SpongeBob: It's an ad! (Reading) "Dear comic book reader..."<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' (as Patrick walks away) Patrick!
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Patrick: That's me!!!<br>
  
'''Comic Book Shopkeeper:''' Hey, you gonna pay for those comics? (SpongeBob's arms pop off from the weight of the comics)
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SpongeBob: ..."Have you ever thought about turning one of your poems into a hit song on the radio?"...<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' No. (cut to outside where we see SpongeBob being kicked out of Near Mint Comic Books) Can I have my arms back? (bubble-wipe to Patrick standing outside SpongeBob's house, talking to him)
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Patrick: I've never thought about anything!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I wish not to be disturbed, SpongeBob. For I am about to erupt with masterpiece!
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SpongeBob: ..."Send in your poem and $100 and we'll make it a hit!" Can we go, now? My arms are getting tired.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Good luck! (Patrick leaves and SpongeBob shuts the door. The doorbell rings) Coming! (Patrick opens the door, crushing SpongeBob behind it)
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Patrick: I wanna send in my poem and everyone would love it, and I would be a star!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' SpongeBob! Can I borrow a pencil, and a piece of paper, and a place to work?(cut to other room) SpongeBob, this pencil is broken! Why won't it make words!?
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SpongeBob: You can't always trust ads in comic books. Those X-Ray specs I ordered couldn't see through people's skin at all. Only their clothes. Plus, you don't have $100.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' You have to think of the words yourself.
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(His wallet falls out of his back pants pocket, and he struggles to reach for it with his legs.)<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I think I wrote a poem once... (cross-fade to flashback to a younger smiling Patrick) A poem by Patrick Star. Roses are blue, violets are red, I have to go to the bathroom. (swallows paper and bows)
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SpongeBob: Patrick, could you get my wallet?<br>
  
'''Gym Teacher:''' (glaring) How many times do I have to tell ya Patrick, this is gym class?! (blows whistle. Young Patrick ducks as he gets pelted with dodgeballs)
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(Patrick picks it up.)<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' Dodgeballs. (SpongeBob opens the door and walks in with what looks like a dodgeball)
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Patrick: Hey, look, I just found $100! It's a sign that I should make my hit record!<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Oh, Patrick!
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SpongeBob: Hey, that's my comic book money!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' (screams) Don't hit me with that dodgeball! (light turns on. It is shown to be SpongeBob holding Gary)
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Patrick: It's a sign! A sign that fell from the back of your pants! I've learned to trust signs like that.<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Why would I hit you with a dodgeball?
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SpongeBob: (As Patrick walks away) Patrick!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I've never told anyone this, I wrote a poem once.
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Comic Book Shopkeeper: Hey, you gonna pay for those comics?<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' (gasps) No!
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(SpongeBob's arms pop off from the weight of the comics.)<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' It gets worse, When I read it to the class, the pelted me with dodge balls, just because we were playing dodge ball! Why! (cries. Scary music plays; it's actually being played on a vinyl record that Gary is listening to. SpongeBob takes a needle off the record)
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SpongeBob: No.  
  
'''SpongeBob:''' You can play your records later, Gary. Is that why you've been having trouble writing?
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(Cut outside where we see SpongeBob being kicked out of the "Near Mint Comic Books" store.) Can I have my arms back?<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I'm afraid my poem's not gonna be any good and you'll pelt me with dodgeballs.
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(Cut to Patrick standing outside SpongeBob's pineapple house, talking to him.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Oh, I don't even own a dodgeball, do you, Gary?
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Patrick: I wish not to be disturbed, SpongeBob. For I am about to erupt with masterpiece!<br>
  
'''Gary:''' Meow.
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SpongeBob: Good luck!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' I'm going to write this poem, I'm even gonna use my brain!
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(Patrick leaves and SpongeBob shuts the door. Then, the doorbell rings.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Good thinking, Pat. I'll open a window.
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SpongeBob: Coming!<br>
  
'''Patrick:''' (strains on his brain) Come on, work you stupid brain! Work! Work! (grunting. Gears start turning inside his head) It's working (starts writing. Smoke comes out of the window)
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(Patrick opens the door, crushing SpongeBob behind it.)<br>
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Patrick, don't strain yourself!
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Patrick: SpongeBob! Can I borrow a pencil, and a piece of paper, and a place to work?(cut to other room) SpongeBob, this pencil won't make words!
  
'''Squidward:''' Now what's going on? (nose shrivels up) What is that horrible smell? (SpongeBob walks outside) Is Patrick thinking again? (Patrick sticks head out window)
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SpongeBob: You have to think of the words yourself.
  
'''Patrick:''' I'm making art!
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Patrick: I think I wrote a poem once... (cut to flashback) A poem by Patrick Star. Roses are blue, violets are red, I have to go to the bathroom. (swallows paper)
  
'''Squidward:''' Patrick, it smells like something crawled in your brain and died!
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Gym teacher: How many times do I have to tell you, this is gym class.(blows whistle) (Patrick gets pelted with Dodge balls)
  
'''Patrick:''' That's the creative progress at work. (Squidward shuts window) Ready to go to the post office? (shows envelope full of something rotten, watery and bad) I want to mail in my masterpiece. (time card appears)
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Patrick: Dodge balls. (SpongeBob opens the door, walks in with what looks like a dodge ball)
  
'''French Narrator:''' ''The next day...'' (cut to Bigshot Records)
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SpongeBob: Oh, Patrick!
  
'''Singer #1:''' (singing) ...and that's why you're my cookie wooky teddy bear. (music stops)
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Patrick: (screams) Don't hit me with that dodge ball! (light turns on, pan over to see SpongeBob holding Gary)
  
'''Singer #2:''' I hate my life.
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SpongeBob: Why would I hit you with a Dodge ball?
  
'''Singer #3:''' I hate your life, too.
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Patrick: I've never told anyone this, I wrote a poem once.
  
'''Manager:''' People, we've got 17 more songs to finish this hour! The next one is "I Wrote This" by Patrick Star. (vomits a little, band member takes paper)
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SpongeBob: (gasps) No!
  
'''Singer #4:''' This one's really bad! It made my eyeballs throw up.
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Patrick: It gets worse, When I read it to the class, the pelted me with dodge Balls, just because we were playing dodge ball! Why! (cries, scary music plays, SpongeBob takes needle off record)
  
'''Singer #1:''' Oh yeah? (eyeballs explode)
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SpongeBob: You can play your records later, Gary. Is that why you've been having trouble writing?
  
'''Manager:''' I don't care how awful his poem is; We spent his hundred bucks already!
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Patrick: I'm afraid you won't like it and you'll pelt me with dodge balls.
  
'''Singer #1:''' C'mon guys, we're gonna do this if it kills us. And a one, and a two, and a... (cut to band's funeral. SpongeBob, Patrick, and Fish #1 are there)
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SpongeBob: Oh, I don't even own a dodge ball, do you, Gary?
  
'''Funeral Fish:''' They wanted you to have this. (hands Patrick his song)
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Gary: Meow.
  
'''Patrick:''' My song!! Woot!! (bubble-wipe to SpongeBob's house)
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Patrick: I'm going to write this poem, I'm even gonna use my brain!
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Come on let's hear it.
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SpongeBob: Good thinking, Pat. I'll open a window.
  
'''Patrick:''' Oh I don't know. Can I trust that you won't throw dodgeballs at me?
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Patrick: Come on, work you stupid brain! Work! Work! (grunting, gears start turning inside his head) It's working (starts writing, smoke comes out of the window)
  
'''SpongeBob:''' I see no dodgeballs here buddy, just an artist and his work.
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Spongebob:(knocks the door) patrick don't spray yourself
  
'''Patrick:''' Yeah! And me! Now sit down and get comfortable. (SpongeBob sits down. Patrick pushes in a giant amplifier)
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Squidward: what's going on here (nose shrivels up)What is that horrible smell? (SpongeBob walks outside) Is Patrick thinking again? (Patrick sticks head out window)
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Uh, Patrick?
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Patrick: I'm making art!!!
  
'''Patrick:''' (he's standing on the amplifier) SpongeBob SquarePants, are you ready to rock?! Whoo! (jumps from the amplifier. SpongeBob screams. Lands next to SpongeBob. Pushes button on remote. Loud music starts)
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Squidward: Patrick, it smells like something crawled in your brain and died.
  
'''SpongeBob:''' It's really loud!!!
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Patrick:That's the creative progress at work.  Ready to go to the bigshot records? (shows envelope full of something) I want to go in my masterpiece. (cut to Bigshot records)
  
'''Patrick:''' You want it louder? Okay!!
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Singer #1: ... and that's why your my cookie wooky teddy bear.(music stops)
  
'''Music:''' [[I Wrote This]]
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Singer #2: I hate my life.
  
Twinkle, twinkle, Patrick Star.
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Singer #3: I hate your life, too.
  
I made myself a sandwich.
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Manager: People, we've got 17 more songs to finish this hour! The next one is "I wrote this" by Patrick Star. (vomits a little, band member takes paper)
My mommy named it ''[[Fred]]''.
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It tastes like beans and bacon,
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And smells like it's been dead!
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Writing stuff is hard,
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So I use a pointy pencil.
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Pointy, pointy, pointy,
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Singer #4: This one's really bad! It made my eyeballs throw up.
pointy, pointy, point.
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P.U.! What's that horrible smell?
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Singer #1: Oh yeah? (eyeballs implode)
Drum solo!
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(drum solo)
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I have a head, It ends in a point.
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Pointy, pointy, pointy.
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Manager: I don't care how awful his song is; we spent his hundred bucks already!!!
Pointy, pointy, point.
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  This song is over except for this line.
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Singer #1: C'mon guys, we're gonna do this if it kills us. And a one, and a two, and a... (cut to bands funeral)
  You win this round, Broccoli...!
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(explosion)
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Fish #1: They wanted you to have this. (hands Patrick his song)
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Patrick: My song!! Whoo! (cut to SpongeBob's house) Now you promise not to hit me with a dodge ball?
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SpongeBob: I see no dodge balls here, just an artist and his work.
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Patrick: And me! Now get comfortable. (SpongeBob sits down, Patrick pushes in giant amplifier)
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SpongeBob: Uh, Patrick.
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Patrick: SpongeBob SquarePants, are you ready to rock?!? Whoo! (sits down next to SpongeBob, pushes button on remote, loud music starts)
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SpongeBob: It's really loud!!!
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Patrick: You want it louder? Okay!!
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==Song:I Wrote This ==
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Twinkle, twinkle, Patrick Star
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I made myself a sandwich
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My mommy named it "Fred"
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It tastes like beans and bacon
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And smells like it's been dead
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Writing stuff is hard,
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so I use a pointy pencil
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pointy, pointy, pointy,
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pointy, pointy, point.
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P.U., what's that horrible smell
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I have a head, it ends in a point
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pointy, pointy, pointy,
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pointy, pointy, point
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  This song is over,
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except for this line
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  You win this round, Broccoli
  
(house melts. The amplifier falls on SpongeBob and Patrick)
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(house melts, amplifier falls on SpongeBob and Patrick)
  
'''Patrick:''' That was AWESOME! So how was it, did you like it, or did you really like it?
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Patrick: That was AWSOME! So how was it, did you like it, or did you really like it?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Oh, well Patrick, there is no easy way to say this... THAT WAS THE GREATEST SONG I EVER HEARD!
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SpongeBob: oh, well Patrick, they're is no easy way to say this..... THAT WAS THE GREATEST SONG I EVER HEARD!
  
'''Patrick:''' You really mean it?
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Patrick: You really mean it?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Yeah, we gotta get that on the radio! (Patrick pulls SpongeBob's arm off) Darn, I just got that arm back. (bubble-wipe to a radio station named K-Blub)
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SpongeBob: Yeah, we gotta get that on the radio!(Patrick pulls SpongeBob's arm off) Darn, I just got that arm back. (cut to k-blub)
  
'''Patrick:''' Man, I can't wait to see the look on their face when they hear this! (someone screams. SpongeBob and Patrick get thrown out)
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Patrick: Man, I can't Wait to see the look on their face when they hear this!!(someone screams, SpongeBob and Patrick thrown out)
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Did you see the look on his face?
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SpongeBob: Did you see the look on his face?
  
'''Patrick:''' Yeah. Did you see his ears?
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Patrick: Yeah. Did you see his ears?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' I didn't know they could turn inside-out like that. Now how are we gonna get your record on the radio?
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SpongeBob: I didn't know they could turn inside-out like that. Now how are we gonna get your record on the radio?
  
'''Patrick:''' What record?
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Patrick: What record?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' I've got an idea! (bubble-wipe to later where SpongeBob and Patrick are on the roof. Wind howls as SpongeBob and Patrick shiver) We just have to play your record from the top of this antenna.
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Spongebob: I've got an idea![cut to later where SpongeBob and Patrick are on the roof] [wind howls as SpongeBob and Patrick shiver] We just have to play your record from the top of this antenna.
  
'''Patrick:''' Carry me?
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Patrick: Carry me?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Huh? Patrick-- (Patrick lands on top of SpongeBob and SpongeBob picks him up, struggling)
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SpongeBob: Huh? Patrick-- [Patrick lands on top of SpongeBob and SpongeBob picks him up, struggling]
  
'''Patrick:''' Tally ho! Marsh! Onward and upward! (SpongeBob is struggling to get to the top of the antenna) Faster, SpongeBob! Faster! (sees a spaceship go by. Eventually, they are on the top of the antenna. Stands on SpongeBob's face, takes out his record player and then puts it on the top of the antenna but record player wobbles and falls off and Patrick catches it) Oh! Hmm-- This record won't stay put. (SpongeBob mumbles to say something) Good idea. (takes out bubble gum and throws it in his mouth and chews on it, while making noises and he blows a bubble. SpongeBob mumbles again to say something. Bubble pops and sticks to Patrick's mouth) Oh, yeah. I forgot. (pulls gum off and sticks it to the bottom of the record player and puts it on the top of the antenna and turns on the music. A fish is walking past a radio in a store)
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Patrick: Tally ho! Marsh! Onward and upward! [SpongeBob is struggling to get to the top of the antenna] Faster, SpongeBob! Faster! [Patrick sees a spaceship go by. At last, they were on the top of the antenna. Patrick stands on SpongeBob's face, takes out his record player and then puts it on the top of the antenna but record player wobbles and falls off and Patrick catches it] Oh! Hmm-- This record won't stay put.
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' (singing the poem) Twinkle, twinkle, Patrick Star--
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SpongeBob: [mumbling to say something]
  
(a fish screams. Another fish is driving a boat)
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Patrick: Good idea. [takes out bubble gum and throws it in his mouth and chews on it, while making noises and he blows a bubble]
  
(fast forward noise) --I made myself a sandwich. My mommy named it ''Fred''--
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SpongeBob: [mumbling to say something] [bubble pops and sticks to Patrick's mouth]
  
'''Fish #2:''' (screams) It's in my head! (continues screaming as boat spins around and crashes)
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Patrick: Oh, yeah. I forgot. [pulls gum off and sticks it to the bottom of the record player and puts it on the top of the antenna and turns on the music] [a fish is walking past a radio in a store]
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --It tastes like beans and bacon, And smells like it's been dead!
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Eban Schletter on the radio: [singing the poem] Twinkle, Twinkle, Patrick Star--
  
(two fish are walking around, listening to music)
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Fish #1: [screams] [another fish is driving a boat]
  
Writing stuff is hard, So I use a pointy pencil--  
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Eban Schletter on the radio: (fast forward noise)--I made myself a sandwich, My mommy named it Fred--
  
(Fish #3's head disappears)
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Fish #2: [screams] It's in my head! [continues screaming as boat spins around and crashes]
  
'''Fish #4:''' Lucky.
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --It tastes like beans and bacon, And smells like it's been dead, [two fish are walking around, listening to music] Writing stuff is hard so I use a pointy pencil-- [Fish #3's head disappears]
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --Pointy, pointy, pointy, pointy, pointy, point--
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Fish #4: Lucky.
  
'''Fish #5:''' (to his girlfriend, Evelyn; both are at the beach as the song on the radio plays) This song always makes me think of you.
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Point--
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --P.U.! What's that horrible smell? Drum solo!
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Fish #5: [to his girlfriend, Evelyn who are at the beach as the song on the radio plays] This song always makes me think of you.
  
(drum solo follows as Evelyn hits her boyfriend, who goes up high. Everyone screams and runs around because of the song. Two fish tip the boat over)
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --P.U., What's that horrible smell?
  
'''Fish #6:''' Stop!
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[Drum solo follows as Evelyn hits her boyfriend, who goes up high] [everyone screams and runs around because of that song. two fish tip the boat over]
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --I have a head, It ends in a point--
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Fish #6: Stop!
  
'''Pilot #1:''' (covering his ears) My ears! (they pull the controls off and jump out of the plane with parachutes)
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --I have a head that ends in a Point--
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --Pointy, pointy, pointy. Pointy, pointy, point--
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Pilot #1: [covering his ears] My ears! [they pull the controls off and they jump out of the plane with parachutes]
  
(the plane lands into the Fireworks Storage and it explodes and fireworks start)
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Pointy, Point-- [the plane lands into the Fireworks Storage and it explodes and fireworks start] --This song is over, Except for this line--
  
--This song is over except for this line--
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Old Man Jenkins: I like it. [hums the song]
  
'''Old Man Jenkins:''' I like it. (hums the song)
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --you win this round, Broccoli! [song ends but begins again. SpongeBob and Patrick see that Bikini Bottom's having a party]
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --You win this round, Broccoli...!
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SpongeBob: Well, it looks like Bikini Bottom is throwing a party. and you know what a party needs.
  
(song ends but begins again. SpongeBob and Patrick see that Bikini Bottom's having a "party")
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Patrick: Uh, Bean Dip?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Well, it looks like Bikini Bottom is throwing a party. and you know what a party needs.
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SpongeBob: Yes, that is important. but I was thinking about music! Turn it up, Patrick! [Patrick turns the volume up]
  
'''Patrick:''' Uh, Bean Dip?
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Eban Schletter on the radio: It tastes like beans and bacon--
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Yes, that is important. but I was thinking about music! Turn it up, Patrick! (Patrick turns the volume up)
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Fred: [covering his ears] Where is that awful song coming from?
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' It tastes like beans and bacon--
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --And smells like it's been dead--
  
'''Fred:''' (covering his ears) Where is that awful song coming from?
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Fred: [points to the k-blub] To the k-blub! [everyone marches angrily to the k-blub]
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --And smells like it's been dead--
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Lou: Torches! Get your torches! [everyone gets a torch]
  
'''Fred:''' (points to the radio station) To the radio station! (everyone marches angrily to the radio station. Lou is selling torches)
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Pitchfork Vendor: Pitchforks! You can't be an angry mob without pitchforks! [everyone gets a pitchfork]
  
'''Lou:''' Torches! Get your torches! (everyone gets a torch. Another vendor is selling pitchforks)
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Cotton Candy Vendor: Cotton Candy! Get your cotton candy! You can't throw a riot without cotton candy."[everyone misses the cotton candy. SpongeBob and Patrick climb down the antenna]
  
'''Pitchfork Vendor:''' Pitchforks! You can't be an angry mob without pitchforks! (everyone gets a pitchfork. A third vendor is selling cotton candy)
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Eban Schletter on the radio: --I have a head that ends in a Point--
  
'''Cotton Candy Vendor:''' Cotton candy! Get your cotton candy! You can't throw a riot without cotton candy. (everyone misses the cotton candy. SpongeBob and Patrick climb down the antenna)
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SpongeBob: Look at that, Patrick! [the angry mob is coming]
  
'''Eban Schletter on the radio:''' --I have a head, It ends in a point--
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Patrick: Oh, you mean the angry mob with the pitchforks and torches?
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Look at that, Patrick! (the angry mob is coming)
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SpongeBob: [laughs] That's not an angry mob, Patrick. It's your fan club!
  
'''Patrick:''' Oh, you mean the angry mob with the pitchforks and torches?
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Patrick: Fan club? [song ends as the angry mob chatters indistinctly] Yee-whoo! We should sing them a song!
  
'''SpongeBob:''' (laughs) That's not an angry mob, Patrick. It's your fan club!
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Fred: Who's responsible for that song on the k-blub? [SpongeBob and Patrick jump off the roof]
  
'''Patrick:''' Fan club? (song ends as the angry mob chatters indistinctly) Yee-whoo! We should sing them a song!
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SpongeBob: Why, he's right here. Patrick Star, Musical Genius. [Patrick drones and burps]
  
'''Fred:''' Who's responsible for that song on the radio? (SpongeBob and Patrick jump off the roof)
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Fred: Let's get them, boys! [they start chasing them. they beat them up but SpongeBob and Patrick play with instruments wildly. Patrick plays with a guitar, while SpongeBob plays with a chainsaw and a tambourine. they pant heavily]
  
'''SpongeBob:''' Why, he's right here. Patrick Star, Musical Genius. (Patrick drones and burps)
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Patrick: And that was my new song called-- Arrgh!
  
'''Fred:''' Let's get them, boys! (they start chasing them. they beat them up but SpongeBob and Patrick play with instruments wildly. Patrick plays with a guitar, while SpongeBob plays with a chainsaw and a tambourine. They pant heavily)
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Fred: You know, It's not that bad.
  
'''Patrick:''' And that was my new song called: "[[Cold Argh|Arrgh]]!"
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Fish #3: Yeah. At least it got that first terrible song out of our heads.
  
'''Fred:''' You know, It's not that bad.
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Patrick: Oh, yeah. My song. [strums his guitar] Oh, Twinkle, Twinkle, Patrick Star-- [they hear a whistle blow and it was Patrick's gym teacher from the childhood]
  
'''Fish #3:''' Yeah. At least it got that first terrible song out of our heads.
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Gym Teacher: PATRICK! Looks like you need another lesson! DODGEBALLS READY! [everyone gets out a dodgeball]
  
'''Patrick:''' Oh, yeah. My song. (strums his guitar) Oh, Twinkle, Twinkle, Patrick Star-- (they hear a whistle blow. It is Patrick's gym teacher from his childhood)
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Patrick: Uh-oh. [everyone starts throwing dodgeballs at SpongeBob and Patrick who take cover]
  
'''Gym Teacher:''' PATRICK! Looks like you need another lesson! DODGEBALLS READY! (everyone gets out a dodgeball)
 
  
'''Patrick:''' Uh-oh. (everyone starts throwing dodgeballs at SpongeBob and Patrick who take cover)
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{{Transcripts/Season 5 Ver. 2}}
 
 
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