MR. KRABS: Squidward! SpongeBob!
Just put me out of me misery!
Why, Mr. Krabs?
What could be wrong on such a fine day?
Fine?
Today's not the day for that word, boy.
Not after I received this letter
from the fry cooks' union.
It says here: "Fry cook, SpongeBob SquarePants"
has accumulated too much vacation time."
And if you don't take some time off,
I'll have to pay a fine!
(crying)
Time off?
Oh, I guess there's just no other way to say this.
SpongeBob, take a vacation.
Aye, aye, Mr. Krabs.
Well, that went better than I expected.
♪ I'm ready, vacation ♪
♪ Vacation, vacation. ♪
Hey, Gary.
( meows )
That's right, Gary, I am home early.
I'm on vacation!
Well, good night, Gary.
Ah, vacation.
( foghorn blowing loudly )
( grunting )
( crunching loudly )
♪ La la-la la la-la-la ♪
Good morning, Krusty crew.
And hello, Squidward.
I thought you were on vacation.
He was, and is!
I told you to take a vacation, boy!
What's a vacation?
Well, a vacation is when you don't come in to work.
( shrieks ): No work!
What will I do all day?
Oh, I don't know... Just go, have fun
or whatever, I really don't care.
You just can't be here.
But who will fry the patties and clean the grill while I'm gone?
Squidward can't do it all alone!
Nor will I.
That's why I've hired
an unpaid intern as your temporary replacement.
PATRICK Good morning, boss.
I'm ready for my first day.
Speaking of starfish,
here's your replacement right here.
Replacement? Hi, SpongeBob.
That's enough banter on my dime!
Okay, boss.
Wait a second, Patrick.
You'll need the right tools for the job.
Wow.
Huh! They put a tiny me
in this belly-scratcher!
Ahh.
( contented moaning )
Wow! It scratches backs, too!
l'll take it from here, SpongeBob,
Just go on home.
Enjoy your vacation.
I really should show Patrick
the proper patty- flipping technique.
( meows )
I'm on vacation, Gary.
I'm not allowed to go to work.
( tummy growling )
( gasps )
My stomach has receded.
Mr. Krab said I couldn't work at the Krusty Krab.
He didn't say I couldn't eat there.
This is my ticket back inside.
Go away, SpongeBob.
You're ruining my vacation... from you.
I'm not here to see you, Squidward.
SpongeBob, do we have to go through this again?
I'm here as a customer, not an employee.
Just going to grab a Krabby Patty with Patrick for lunch.
All right, but lunch only.
lf you so much as touch a spatula,
you'll be vacationing in Davy Jones's locker!
You have my word, sir.
No working.
Hey, Pat, it's time for your lunch...
Ow! Ow! Ow!
Patrick!
You can't do that!
Huh?
You need to turn up the grill
to exactly 298 degrees Fahrenheit.
Patrick, this is no way to treat
a Krabby Patty.
SpongeBob!
What did I tell you
about working?
Wait! It's not what you think.
Out you go, boy.
But my knowledge could help Patrick
maintain the high standards of the Krusty Krab!
We've got it all under control here.
I don't want to see hide nor tail of you
until your vacation is over, you got that?
Yes, Mr. Krabs.
Well, boy, off you go!
Don't come back until it's over!
Oh, what to do? What to do?
I know just the thing to get the spirits up.
The official Krusty Krab play set.
( mimicking Squidward ): SpongeBob, I need
20 Krabby Patties on the double, please.
Sure thing, Mr. Squidward, sir.
20 Krabby Patties coming up.
SpongeBob! What are you doing here?!
You're going to cost me some loot
if you don't get your square keister home!
Out, out, out!
Until your vacation is over!
Oh, what to do on this boring vacation?
Hey! I know just the thing to get the old spirits up.
( as Squidward ): I need 20 Krabby Patties, please.
Sure thing, old buddy, old squid,
20 Krabby Patties coming...
( meowing )
You're right, Gary.
It is unhealthy to think about the Krusty Krab
while I'm on vacation.
I need to get out of the house.
Uh, Mr. Krabs, he's out there again.
I'll deal with this.
Boy, you're on Krusty Krab property!
Back it up!
Further.
Further...
Further!
Further... Further. Further.
Further.
Further!
Further.
That'll do.
Mr. Krabs is right.
In order to enjoy my vacation, I need to stay away from work,
physically and mentally.
( buzzing )
Hey, that reminds me of...
( sizzling )
Yeah.
Hold it right there, Mr. WorkaholicPants.
You're on vacation.
You need to just sit down and relax.
That's more like it.
Just sit back and watch the clouds.
That one's a jellyfish.
That's a pirate ship.
And that's a low-salt ketchup.
Whoa, low-salt ketchup?!
( crashing )
( backup signal beeping )
Got your steaming hot bun delivery here.
( backup signal beeping )
Eh? What is the big idea here?
( stuttering )
( ringing )
( mumbling ): Hello?
Hello.
Yeah?
Hello.
Hello!
Hmm. I didn't even know I had an ear.
Huh?
Hey! I just cleaned that one.
Patrick, shh!
It talks! Ahh!
Oh... Somebody help!
I'm stuck!
Mr. Krabs.
Oh, thank Neptune, it's you.
I'm in a bit of a fix here.
Uh, Mr. Krabs.
( flushing )
( yelling ): No!
( munching and slurping )
Uh-oh.
Now what?
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.
Had enough for one day, son.
( engine revving, tires squealing )
Thanks for the ride home, Mr. Krabs.
Not a problem at all, me boy.
Just take the next right.
Mr. Krabs, we just passed the turnoff.
Uh-huh.
My house is back that way, Mr. K.
Far out, little man.
Far out.
Where did you say you were taking me?
Look, boy... I brought your spatula!
( panting )
Come on, boy, come on.
Now get it, boy.
Get it. Get the spatula.
Go get it!
( panting )
( barking )
( tires squealing )
Enjoy your vacation, boy!
It's not fair.
Why would Mr. Krabs try so hard to get rid of me?
I'm only on vacation.
Unless...
it's a...
( gasping ): permanent vacation.
That's it!
Mr. Krabs wants to replace me.
Oh, I should have known.
Patrick's had his eye on my job all along!
He's been scheming.
They think I'm outdated.
They think I'm all washed up.
Well, I'll show them.
♪ Working at the Krusty Krab ♪
♪ Flipping Krabby Patties all day ♪
♪ Flipping Krusty Krab... working ♪
♪ Patties Krab... ♪
That's a hard song to remember.
( ding )
Huh?
Who do they think they are?
I've given the best years of my life to this place,
and they think they can just fire me like that, like trash?
l don't think so. SpongeBob?
( grumbling )
Is that you?
I've been waiting for you, Patrick.
( whimpering )
( growling )
SpongeBob, you're scaring me!
( screaming )
( laughing maniacally )
SQUIDWARD: What'll it be?
One Krabby Patty, please.
One shell on a shingle.
Well, I'll be.
Patrick, your cooking's improved one-thousandfold.
Congratulations, boy.
You finally got the hang of it.
( gasps )
( laughing evilly )
SpongeBob?
No wonder!
Patrick could never flip that many patties in an hour.
What happened to that fella anyway?
Oh, I told him to stay home and watch television.
( laughing )
( static )
Why'd you do it, laddy?
( weepy ): Oh, Mr. Krabs.
l love the putrid grease of the Krusty Krab so much...
( sobbing )
I just couldn't stay away.
You don't have to.
Your accumulated vacation time is used up.
The union can't fine me anymore.
You must have saved a fortune.
Bumping barnacle, yes.
And there she is.
Wow, that's more than l make in a year.
Don't be asking me for a raise.
Just get back to work!
Yippee!
I happily acquiesce.