( thunder crashing )
NARRATOR: Halloween is no different under the waves...
pirates, skeletons and sea monsters...
( spooky laughter )
Oop, sorry.
Everyone having fun.
Well, almost everyone.
(thump) Huh?
( hinge creaks eerily )
Who's there?
( deep, cackle-like creaking )
( whimpering nervously )
Okay, Mr. Krabs, the dishes are done... I'm leaving.
Hold on.
Don't you want to hear my annual scary story?
No, thank you, Mr. Krabs.
Uh, does it have monsters in it?
Aye... the worst monster of them all.
Uh...
no.
Is it a true story?
True as the deep blue.
Okay, maybe just a little.
Have a seat, me boy.
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot!
Every year on Halloween night,
the Flying Dutchman descends on Bikini Bottom
in a pirate ship...
just like this,
only bigger.
Excuse me, did his ship look like a Krabby Patty?
Like I was saying, the Flying Dutchman swoops down
and starts stealing people's souls.
Do souls look like pickles?
Aye, as a matter of fact, they do.
Then he puts them where you can never get them...
in his soul bag.
( laughing evilly )
I've come for your pickle.
( screams )
Ha! Scaredy-Pants gets easier to scare every year!
( both laugh heartily )
Hmm... Squidward.
Nothing like a good ghost story, eh, me boy?
Hope you're not too scared to come to me party tonight,
SpongeBob Scaredy-Pants.
( laughing )
Steal your soul.
( screams )
( evil laughter )
( gasps )
Trick or treat.
( SpongeBob yells )
It's okay, son.
That's just SpongeBob Scaredy-Pants.
( honks ) ( screams )
( teeth chattering )
Happy Halloween, Scaredy-Pants.
( cackles )
The name's SquarePants.
It's SquarePants!
SPONGEBOB: I don't get it, Gary.
Every Halloween, no matter how hard I try, everybody scares me.
( Gary meows )
Well, I'm sick of it.
No more Scaredy-Pants.
( screams )
( knees clattering )
( knocking at door )
SpongeBob!
Gary, it's Patrick.
I'm going to scare him.
It's my turn.
Rar!
Hiya, SpongeBob.
( scream, crunch )
Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
Why can't I be frightening for once?
Where's my chance?
If you want to be scary,
you're going to need a good costume.
What do you think?
Great! You're going as my trick-or-treat bag.
No, no!
l'm the ghost of the Flying Dutchman.
Uh, something's missing.
I know!
( hand-sawing )
( power-sawing )
Step into these babies, Hans.
Terrifying.
I don't know, Patrick.
( kids giggle, doorbell rings )
Come on, it's little kids!
Little kids are easy to scare.
Trick or treat!
Rar, rar!
( laughing )
Look, it's the haunted mattress.
Okay, okay... here's your candy.
No... please.
That was enough of a treat.
Thank you.
( kids laughing )
I don't get it, Patrick.
SpongeBob,
look at my new paper ghost.
Ooh!
Scary...
That is it, Patrick.
What's it?
What's the difference
between that ghost and me?
Uh...
No, no, no, wait, don't tell me.
( Patrick groaning with exertion )
D-D-Don't tell me. I can do this!
I can do this, don't tell me, don't tell me!
Don't tell me!
Okay, tell me.
I've got a square head,
and a real ghost has a round one.
All we have to do is make my head round
and boo! I'm scary.
Okay, are you ready?
Remember, like this.
You sure you want to do this?
Shave me down, make me round.
All right.
Let's get to it.
( shaver buzzing )
What do you think?
Perfect.
Now, that's scary!
Let's go scare somebody.
SPONGEBOB: Whoo...
I'm the Flying Dutchman!
Ooh...
I don't know who I am!
( doorbell rings )
Rar, rar!
I'm the Flying Dutchman.
PATRICK: Ooh...
I'm the Flying Dutchman's best friend.
( both laughing )
Hey, don't you kids want your candy?
( both laughing )
Oh, boy, that was something.
Your costume really packs a punch.
Do you think?
Oh, no question.
You scared the barnacles off that guy.
Who should we scare next?
There's a whole party just full of people
down at the Krusty Krab,
and the Flying Dutchman is going to show up uninvited.
( people laughing outside )
Ooh, here comes someone now.
Rar!
Whoo...
( in quavery voice ): I'm the Flying Dutchman!
( laughing )
Wasn't that the haunted mattress?
I guess he's been demoted to a haunted sleeping bag.
( laughing )
( party music playing )
( general conversation )
( choking and coughing )
Oh, Dad, you're embarrassing me again.
( crying )
( gagging, gasping )
( spurt )
( whistle )
( glass shatters )
Howdy, Squidward... I mean Flying Dutchman.
Great party, huh?
What are you supposed to be?
Why, I'm a pet goldfish in a bowl.
I don't get it.
( slurping )
Are you ready, SpongeBob?
Okay, Patrick.
Kill the lights.
( music stops )
( people screaming )
( Patrick laughing evilly )
I am the Flying Dutchman!
Booga, booga, booga, booga!
( rattling )
Give me your souls!
( buzzing )
( zap )
Huh?
( Patrick yelling )
( SpongeBob screaming )
( Yelling )
Whoa!
( yelling )
( yelling and screaming )
Ooh! Aah!
Ouch!
( SpongeBob yells )
( yelling repeatedly )
( yelling slows to halt )
Hey, that's no Dutchman.
That's SpongeBob!
SpongeBob?
SpongeBob.
( all laughing )
Help!
I am not SpongeBob!
Those are my street clothes.
( partygoers laughing )
Flying Dutchman?!
Flying dopeman!
( thunder )
DEEP MALE VOICE: Enough!
( all gasp )
( laughing evilly )
It's the real Flying Dutchman!
( gasps )
You bet your lily white livers I'm the Flying Dutchman.
And I'll let you in on a little secret.
I'm going to steal your soul!
( screaming )
Quiet!
You had it coming, you big crybabies.
Every year, people dressing like me!
( whistling nonchalantly )
Turning the Flying Dutchman name into a laughingstock!
But that's not the reason I'm taking your souls.
No, this is the straw that broke the camel's back.
Out of all the Dutchman costumes I've seen,
yours is the most insulting.
Do you mean I'm not scary?
You?!
Scary?
( laughing thunderously )
Let me tell you about scary, kid.
There's all kinds of scary things in the world.
Spiders are scary.
I'm scary.
You?
You're not scary.
Okay, let's get this over with.
( laughing evilly )
( screaming )
SpongeBob!
First I got to get rid of this stupid costume.
( yelling )
Hey, what do you know!
I scared him!
( laughing )
( all screaming )
It worked, Patrick.
I scared everybody.
Yeah.
I guess it was your pink hat.
Pink hat? Oh, that's not a hat.
That's my brain.
Oh...
( screaming )
SPONGEBOB: Don't worry. It grows back.