( grunting )
Hey, SpongeBob.
Hey, Patrick.
What are you doing?
Carrying this heavy bag of snail food for Gary.
How is Gary?
He's fine.
Uh, Pat, can we talk about this some other time?
This snail food is really heavy.
Oh, sure,
but there was something I wanted to tell you...
something important.
Oh, I remember.
Uh...
Who was I talking to?
( grunts )
( panting )
Ahoy, Captain, what have we here?
It's a tiny form letter.
"Dear Sir or Ma'am.
"We are sorry we missed you.
"We will attempt to redeliver your package
at our earliest convenience."
( doorbell rings )
Hello... ( gasps )
My package!
Whoopee!
Oh, let's see what we got here.
My official Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy paddleball set.
Whoo!
Yeah!
( grunts )
What's this?
Dirty Bubble, wherever you float,
I hereby accept your challenge.
( sings high note )
Darn it.
( buzzing )
( meows )
Darn it.
( Gary meows )
What was that?
( meows )
Oh, Gary, that distracting sound came from you.
I'm sorry I can't play with you right now.
Mermaid Man needs me.
( Gary meows )
Gary, please!
I'm trying to defeat the Dirty Bubble!
( meows )
So let's get this straight, Gary.
You don't want me to defeat the Dirty Bubble.
You know, Dirty Bubble... Terror of the seven seas,
arch nemesis of my favorite TV superheroes
Mermaid Man and Barnacle Boy
and apparently renowned paddleball champion.
( evil laughter )
Well, I, for one, recognize
the importance of this undertaking.
But whether or not you do remains to be seen.
Now, if you don't mind, I would like to get back to it.
Pets... sometimes I wonder
if they understand a word you're saying.
( screaming )
Gary, I hate it when you do that.
Now get!
And leave your master to his important affairs.
Darn it.
SPONGEBOB: Hey!
I got one!
Dirty Bubble, say your prayers.
( meows )
( tires screeching )
( cup shatters )
I haven't seen SpongeBob in a couple days.
I'm sure he'll be glad to know
l remembered what I wanted to tell him.
That's strange.
Usually I knock on the door with this hand.
Hey, SpongeBob, you around?
SpongeBob?
SPONGEBOB ( muffled ): Darn it.
SpongeBob, is that you?
( glass breaks )
SPONGEBOB ( muffled ): Oh, darn it.
SPONGEBOB: Darn it.
SpongeBob?
( glass breaking )
( hinges creaking )
Darn it.
SpongeBob, what happened?!
This picture is crooked.
( moaning and teeth chattering )
SpongeBob!
Darn it.
Snap out of it!
Patrick, I...
What is it, buddy?
You can tell me.
I took the Dirty Bubble Challenge.
You what?!
( crying )
Why are you crying, Patrick?
Because...
many years ago, I took that challenge.
Really?
Uh-huh.
What happened?
I won.
But then I lost the trophy they sent me.
You lost the...
That's terrible!
Come on, Pat.
Let's have some kelp cookies and sea horse milk...
that always cheers me up
when I've lost something.
There you are, Pat... Fresh sea horse milk.
Thanks, buddy.
Hey, Pat, you ever feel
like you're forgetting something...
something important?
( yells )
Hmm...
I think it has something to do with this bowl.
Gary's food bowl.
That's it... I got to feed Gary.
That's a lot of dust for a couple hours.
( in singsong voice ): Gary! Dinner!
Come on, Gary, soup's on.
( triangle tinkling )
Gary.
Hey, Pat?
Yeah?
How long was I taking
the Dirty Bubble Challenge?
About a week.
A week?! Are you sure?
Hmm... well...
Yeah, it's about a week, maybe ten days.
Ten days?
Gary!
Gary?
Gary!
Gary?
Patrick! Huh?
I can't find Gary.
( echoing howl )
( howling )
( fizzles )
( sneezes )
( mews plaintively )
SPONGEBOB: This never fails...
Gary's favorite treats.
Gary can't resist these babies.
They're filled with eight types of organic sediment
that bottom feeders like Gary can't get enough of.
Eight? Yeah, something like that.
All you really have to do is shake the can.
Gary comes running every time.
Go on, Pat, try it.
Let me see that.
Hmm, I don't understand; this is a brand-new...
( burps )
( jiggling )
( chuckling )
I only tasted six types of sediment.
SPONGEBOB: Gary? Gary!
Gary, where are you?
Are you under here?
Gary!
Keep shaking, Patrick.
Oh.
( jiggling ) Gary!
What are those Neanderthals up to?
Don't they know I'm busy spoiling myself?
( screaming )
( panting )
You check over there.
I'll check in here.
Find him yet, Pat?
No, but I'll keep looking.
But there's nowhere left to look.
There's one place we haven't checked.
l doubt Gary could fit in there.
Can't hurt to look.
Here goes nothing.
Look, Pat.
What is it?
Let's see.
"Dear SpongeBob.
"These last few years have been some of the best of my life,
"but I must move on.
"Don't bother to come looking for me.
"By now I have probably found a new owner who actually remembers
"to fill up my food bowl every now and again.
Sincerely, Gary... at least until my new owner renames me."
Dear Neptune, what have I done?
What do you mean?
You drove him away.
It's right there in black and white.
See? Right there.
And there.
Gary.
( couple chuckling )
Are my pants too high, dear?
( couple laughing )
( hissing )
( all hissing )
Look who came to dinner.
Guess he didn't like nachos.
( all groan )
There you are.
There you are, Miss Tuffsy.
Oh, Gramma finally found you.
She was starting to get worried.
Now let's get you home, Miss Tuffsy,
and get you something to eat.
Hmm... ( clanking )
You feel much lighter than Gramma remembers.
There you go, Miss Tuffsy.
Gramma knows you like your Mr. Heatee
set to "Extra Cozy" when you're home relaxing.
Mmm.
Goodness, you're almost out of cookies!
Here, I'll go and get some more.
Now, don't you go running off again.
Mmm. ( chewing noisily )
There we go.
After this I'll make up
some of those deviled eggs I promised.
Oh, how about a little music?
Gramma's got a killer stereo system.
( music warbling faster as Gramma cranks )
( slow music begins )
( slow big band jazz playing )
Oh, this song reminds Gramma of her days as a riveter.
( slow big band music playing )
You make Gramma feel so young.
Come on, Miss Tuffsy, let's do the boogie-woogie.
( loud crack ) Oh!
Okay, oh, that's enough of the boogie-woogie for now.
SPONGEBOB: Gary!
Gary?
Gary!
( tires squeal, SpongeBob coughing )
Gary...!
( wailing ): Oh... Gary!
( dramatic music playing on TV )
Gramma knows how much you love
these late-night crime drama programs.
Don't you, Miss Tuffsy?
Oh, heavens, look at the time.
It's time for bed, Miss Tuffsy.
( meows sadly )
Quiet, Gary!
Can't you see I'm busy?!
( blows raspberry )
Here's your room, Miss Tuffsy.
( meows questioningly )
Here you are, darling.
Let Gramma tuck you in.
There you go.
Oh, I almost forgot your good-night kiss.
( lips squeaking as they pucker )
Sweet dreams, Miss Tuffsy.
( claps twice )
SpongeBob!
You're 15 minutes late!
Sorry, Mr. Krabs, I was out all night
looking for Gary.
You see, he ran away and, well, now I...
SpongeBob, are you okay?
You look kind of... different.
Well, I'm not exactly what you'd call okay, Mr. Krabs.
You see, my...
Aha!
You just forgot to put your hat on.
Knew I'd figure it out.
( patty sizzling )
( SpongeBob weeping, tears sizzling )
( blubbering )
Gary.
Yeah, I'd like a refund for this Krabby Patty.
Refund?!
What's wrong with it?!
Oh, nothing, really, except that it's covered in tears!
What the...?
Gary...
( fighting back tears )
SpongeBob!
There's customers out there, boy, waiting to be fed!
This wouldn't be the first time
I disappointed someone who was hungry.
Okay, boy, why don't you
tell Mr. Krabs what's wrong.
Well, you see...
That's enough, boy.
See, it's not always what you say that matters.
Sometimes it's what you don't say.
Understand?
Yes, Mr. Krabs.
l should have told Gary how important he was to me.
l don't know what that has to do
with making Krabby Patties, but I do know this:
any problem you have can be solved
with a little hard work.
You're right, Mr. Krabs!
That's me boy!
If I'm going to find Gary,
I'm going to need to work harder at it.
Wha...?
( snoring loudly, mumbling )
It's the apocalypse!
Office products falling from the sky!
No, Patrick.
We're going to use this stuff to go find Gary.
But I thought you drove him away
with your neglect and indifference.
( sighs )
Patrick, now is not the time for talking.
We've got work to do.
( squishing )
There you go, Miss Tuffsy... Fresh squeezed.
It takes a little longer to make it that way,
but it was a labor of love.
( meows )
How about a little more syrup
on those pancakes?
♪ Here comes the train. ♪
Hoo-hoo!
Set phasers on fun, Miss Tuffsy.
( engine revving )
( tires squealing )
GRAMMA: Oh, here we are.
( bell on door jingles )
( panting )
Here's a good spot.
SPONGEBOB: "Gary! I am sorry!
"Please come home!
Love, SpongeBob."
Quick, hand me the tape.
Hey, they're having a sale on scented pine cones!
Patrick, this is no time for that.
( bell jingles )
( sighs )
Pine cones, pine cones, pine cones.
These pipe cleaners are simply delightful.
Old lady, quick...
I'm looking for the scented pine cones.
It's an emergency!
Well, I hope you weren't
looking to buy them, sonny,
because Gramma already picked up all they had.
Once again, you and I are kept apart,
oh sweet-scented pine cones.
Hey, Gary.
There.
( signs ripping )
Um... uh.
Come on, Pat,
just take these flyers and hand them out.
Come on, Miss Tuffsy,
there's plenty more fun to be had.
MAN: ♪ Gary, now I know I was wrong ♪
♪ I messed up, and now you're gone ♪
♪ ♪
( no audio )
♪ Gary, I'm sorry I neglected you ♪
♪ Oh, I never expected you to run away ♪
♪ And leave me feeling this empty ♪
♪ Your meow right now would sound like music to me ♪
♪ Please come home, 'cause I miss you, Gary ♪
BACKUP SINGERS: ♪ Gary, come home ♪
♪ Gary, can't you see l was blind? ♪
♪ I'll do anything to change your mind ♪
SPONGEBOB ( on TVs ): Gary!
♪ More than a pet, you're my best friend ♪
♪ Too cool to forget ♪
♪ Come back, 'cause we are family ♪
♪ And forgive me for making you want to roam ♪
♪ And now my heart is beating like the saddest metronome ♪
♪ Somewhere I hope you're reading ♪
♪ My latest three-word poem ♪
( engine rumbling )
♪ "Gary, come home" ♪
I want peanuts.
♪ Gary, come home. ♪
Ah! No!
( both screaming )
Who is this "Lisa" person?
What?
Gramma will get a lovely meat loaf in the oven for you.
( meows )
Don't worry, it's no trouble at all.
Easy to do.
( sniffs, meows )
Oh, Miss Tuffsy, do you have to go potty?
Here, why don't you use this stack of flyers
given to me today by a little chubby boy.
( Gary imagines meow )
Gary, please come back to me!
Go, boy, go!
( Gramma whistles )
You stay right there.
The meat loaf is almost done.
( groans )
GRAMMA: Oh, dear.
Oh, the meat loaf's not quite ready yet,
but Gramma knows how hungry you are, Miss Tuffsy,
so she whipped up a quick batch of cookies.
( leather creaking )
( snaps )
( crackling )
SNAILS: Run!
( straining )
You don't want cookies?
Don't fret... I made a batch of deviled eggs, too.
Come back, Miss Tuffsy.
You don't want these to go to waste, do you?
They were a labor of love.
Oh, don't worry, Miss Tuffsy,
Gramma will find you.
SNAIL: Hey!
You're that guy that doesn't like nachos.
( in singsong ): Miss Tuffsy...
I know you're back there.
l can hear your stomach growling.
Hey!
GRAMMA: Oh, there you are, Miss Tuffsy.
Who?
GRAMMA: You must be starving.
( sighs deeply )
( SpongeBob sobbing )
Just let it out, buddy.
That's right.
I can't cry any more, Patrick.
When Gary left, he took all my tears with him.
Did you just say Gary?
SpongeBob!
I... I just remembered.
Earlier today at the craft store,
I saw... these huge chunks of balsa wood!
They were awesome!
Gary loved balsa wood!
( blubbering )
I got to try to forget Gary.
For some reason, I can't get him out of my mind.
I blew it... I really blew it.
I took you for granted, Gary, I'm sorry!
Don't just stare at me... Say something!
I'm talking to a billboard.
( meows )
Now I'm hearing things.
If only I could see you one more time
so I could tell you how much I love you.
If only I could hear you meow
one last time.
( Gary meows )
( sniffling ): Yeah, like that.
( Gary purring )
Gary, your purring is making it hard to forget you.
Gary!
Oh, Gary!
So, did you hear any of that, or do I have to repeat myself?
( meows )
Okay, good.
I promise, Gary,
things are going to be different
between you and I.
You'll see, pal.
Now let's go home and get you something to eat.
You must be starving.
( Gary groans )