NARRATOR: Today we study the gentle rhythm of the sea.
( music blasting )
Gentle rhythm!
Oh, never mind.
( meows )
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
( making funny noises )
Ocean wave.
Tropical breeze.
Whirlpool!
Reverse whirlpool!
( playing clarinet )
Grr!
SpongeBob, turn that noise off!
This will get his attention.
( blows loud single note )
( SpongeBob screaming )
Oh!
Oh...
Sponge... ( note plays )
( choking )
Oh, Squidward, you swallowed your clarinet again.
I'll get it.
No! No! Don't... ( notes playing )
touch... ( note plays ) me!
I'll get a better look.
Mm. It's too dark.
This calls for extreme measures.
Got it!
Hey, the pointy bit on the end is missing.
lt's called a reed... eee!
What's a reed... eee?
Great. ( high note )
My reed... ( note ) is still... ( note )
stuck in my... ( note ) throat. ( note )
And it's all your fault!
There's only one thing to do.
We've got to see Sandy. ( various notes playing )
Hmm. Just as I thought.
You've got that pointy bit from the end of your clarinet
stuck in your throat.
That was clumsy of you.
I didn't.
It was SpongeBob that... ( note )
Well, there's nothing to do for it but surgery.
Ooh...
Now is my chance to try out my new invention...
the solution to your problem.
A submarine? ( note plays )
That's right, Squidward. Let me show you.
This whole lab is called the Chamber of Shrinkage.
I'll shrink the sub and myself down to microscopic size...
... then navigate through your brain,
down into your throat, and extract the reed
from inside. Simple!
Why don't you just shrink the reed?
( laughing ): Oh, Squidward,
always wanting to do it the hard way.
We're all set, Squidward.
Are you ready for the sedative?
Are you sure this is safe?
Completely!
As long as someone competent is behind the wheel.
Hey, what's that?
Hi-yah!
( birds chirping )
Sweet dreams, pardner.
Oops! I forgot to pack food for the trip.
l've got to get some supplies from my treedome,
and I need you to guard the submarine
while I'm gone.
Do you think you can handle it, SpongeBob?
Can do, Sandy.
Hut-hut-hut, hut-hut-hut!
Hi, SpongeBob.
Hello, citizen.
What are you doing?
Guarding Sandy's submarine.
Wow! I've never been in a submarine.
Let's look inside.
Can't. I'm guarding it.
Oh, man! Could you guard it from the inside?
You're right.
Patrick, you're a genius.
Ooh! Ooh!
SpongeBob and Patrick reporting for guard duty.
( both laughing )
( laughing ) ( imitates engine )
( imitates brakes screeching )
( imitates engine )
Hmm.
"Shrink."
I do have a lot of issues.
( alarm blaring )
Pretty. Pretty.
I'm back, SpongeBob. Uh-oh.
( laughs ): You're so tiny.
( screams ): A giant SpongeBob!
Patrick! SpongeBob!
( screams )
Sandy's grown to gigantic size!
I don't think Sandy grew, Patrick.
I think we shrunk.
That's silly.
Don't you think it's more likely
that the entire world grew?
Hi, Squidward.
Well, the submarine is safely inside you.
Wonderful. Wait!
If you're out here, then who's in here?
Well, why don't you take a look for yourself?
( Squidward yells )
SpongeBob and Patrick are piloting
a miniature submarine inside my head.
SpongeBob and Patrick...
SpongeBob and...
( nervous giggling )
( screams )
( breathing heavily )
( screams )
You better calm down, Squidward.
With them little critters inside you,
I wouldn't be moving around too much.
You can knock them into something important.
Where are we, Patrick?
I don't know, but it's a real dump.
SANDY: SpongeBob, Patrick, can you hear me?
It's Sandy.
She's in there?
I'll save you, Sandy!
Stop it, you itty-bitty idiot!
( engine sputters and dies )
Sandy, where are you?
Where are we?
You're trespassing, SpongeBob...
in my lab, my submarine...
and you're trespassing inside of Squidward.
I thought this place was in bad shape.
SQUIDWARD: I heard that!
SANDY: Let's get you out of there, SpongeBob.
All you need to do is locate the autopilot.
It'll safely take you through your mission,
and then out the extraction point.
Um...
We broke it.
Stop it! What are you trying to do?
Kill him?
This is approximately 17 times harder to drive
than a boatmobile,
which you're never successfully done.
So just take it nice and easy.
No problemo.
Nice and... easy!
( both screaming )
( Patrick screams )
So, how's it going?
( tires screeching, metal crashing )
( hissing )
( screaming )
( sputtering )
I can't control my eyeballs!
Don't worry. It's temporary.
Now, just sign this.
Okay. Now, what is this?
Oh, just your autograph,
uh, for when you're, uh... famous.
Oh, of course.
I've got headshots, you know.
( yells ) What the...?
Squidward!
What's happening?
Give me that! Give it back! No, give it. Give it back.
( both yelling )
They're hitting your central nervous system!
( bell dinging )
Oh. You think?
You're not in control of your actions.
Hey!
Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm not in control of my actions.
( screaming )
They've gone off course!
( yelling )
Oh, my gosh! You're out of control!
( screaming )
SPONGEBOB: Ew! Where are we?
( rumbling )
SPONGEBOB: Mayday! Mayday! ( Patrick screaming )
We're sinking! And Patrick won't stop screaming!
Those stomach acid levels are way too high!
The reserve tanks are almost empty.
( Patrick grunts )
Patrick!
Finished.
SANDY: SpongeBob, you got to get out of there!
lt's a straight shot up the stomach to the esophagus
where the reed is.
( note plays )
You can complete your mission
if we could just access an alternative fuel.
Like natural gas.
Natural gas?
Like this.
( burps )
( rumbling )
Stop burping inside me!
That's disgusting!
Wait a minute, Squidward.
They might be on to something.
What? If you could make a big enough burp...
We could filter the C02 through our ballast tanks,
refire the engines,
and ride the shock wave out of here!
Wow.
He's right. What?
We're going through with your plan, Patrick.
Yay! What plan?
Now burp, Squidward.
Lives are on the line.
( hissing )
I never thought it would end this way.
( loud burp )
It's working.
Whee! Whee!
SANDY: They're heading for the esophagus.
Phew! What have you been eating?
Morons.
SpongeBob to Sandy.
We're reached the foreign obstruction.
Okay. You're going to have to go out and dislodge it somehow.
I'm already on it.
This stupid hammer won't break anything.
SpongeBob, do what you were born to do! Dance!
You're right, Patrick.
Whirlpool spin!
( choking )
SANDY: Good work, guys.
Mission accomplished.
Now all you have to do is...
Get out of my body!
Go!
Grow?
( all screaming ) ( alarm blaring )
KRABS: Almost ready to open.
There!
Good morning, Mr. Krabs.
Hello, Squidward.
Neptune's trousers!
What's gotten into you?
SPONGEBOB: Reporting for duty, Mr. Krabs.
( toilet flushing )
PATRICK: Squidward, the toilet's backed up again.