NARRATOR: Ah, it is Sunday morning in Bikini Bottom,
and it is about time
for Squidward to practice his clarinet.
So get your earplugs ready.
Mmm...
( smacks loudly )
I think I'll treat Bikini Bottom
to some real music.
( snoring )
( Gary meows )
( foghorn blaring )
Ow!
( continues blaring )
Good morning, Squidward!
Want to go jellyfishing?
( squeaking )
Hooray!
We'll be right over.
( squeaking )
( grumbling )
( knock at door )
I wonder who that could be.
Ready to go?
No, I'm not ready to go!
He doesn't want to play with us.
No, Patrick, he's just not ready.
( knock at door )
Ready now?
No!
( knock at door )
( grumbling )
How about now?
No!
( knock ) Huh?
Now?
No!
( knock )
Now? No!
How about now?
No!
Now? No!
What?!
Ready yet?
No, I'm not ready!
I'll never be ready.
Don't you get it?
Sure, we do.
What?
( mumbling )
Ready?
( smack )
Out! Sheesh!
Shouldn't you be at work today, SpongeBob?
I'd love to be at work today.
But it's Sunday.
The Krusty Krab is closed.
Hold on a second.
I'll be right out.
Hello?
( silence )
Ah! Alone at last!
( inhales deeply )
SPONGEBOB AND PATRICK: Squidward!
( wind howling )
Squidward!
Oh, Squidward!
Squidward?!
Well, he's not here.
I'll bet that eager beaver's already down
at Jellyfish Fields.
Aha! They're finally gone.
What the...?
Locked?
Oh, no!
Oh, well, someone will realize I'm gone
and come looking for me.
I'll be out of here in no time.
( computer beeping )
Holy Krabby Patties!
A frozen cephalopod.
( zapping )
( screaming )
( trancelike ): I'll be out of here in no time.
Greetings, primitive.
Sp... SpongeBob?
Is that you?
SpongeBob?
No!
MECHANIZED VOICE: l am SpongeTron.
Welcome to the future.
What?
Welcome to the future.
Uh... the future?
Huh?
( electronic pulsing )
Okay, what's going on here?
Why is everything chrome?
Everything is chrome in the future.
Wha... uh... uh...
Oh, my!
Impossible!
He's lying!
( squeaking )
( tires squeal )
He's right!
SPONGETRON: Of course I'm right, Squidward.
Just ask my clones...
SpongeTrons X, Y and Z.
Are the... other letters of the alphabet involved here?
Sure... all 486 of them.
Future!
Thanks.
Now, listen.
All of you!
I don't belong here.
This is all a horrible mistake.
Please, we've got to do something!
ALL: Jellyfishing!
( loud static )
Did somebody say "jellyfishing"?
Hi, PatTron!
J-Just listen to me.
I'm not supposed to be here.
l've got to get home to my own time period.
I got to go!
Well, why didn't you just ask?
The time machine is down the hall, to the left.
( laughing ): A-ha-ha.
( machine humming loudly )
SPONGETRON: Oops!
Oh, yeah, that one's the can opener.
But try the one on the right.
Well, I wouldn't have chosen this interior.
Oh, what's this?
Well, if SpongeBob exists in the future,
I'd better go to the past.
( siren beeping )
Wow!
Primitive.
Has sort of an old-world charm.
Whoa!
I guess this is before manners were invented!
Well, at least there's no sign of SpongeBrat.
Maybe now I can finally be alone with my clarinet.
( rustling nearby )
( bang )
( whoosh )
Huh?
What?
( screams )
( chomping )
SpongeBob?
( yells )
Stay back!
( sniffing )
Uh, no thanks.
( heavy breathing nearby )
Uh... hi, there.
Well, I better be going now.
( hooting like monkey )
Yes, that's my arm.
Oh, that's sweet.
( bellowing )
What, is it time for your flea bath now?
( bones rattling )
Oh, it's just a little jellyfish.
( yelling frantically )
( hooting in alarm )
Well, I'm going away now.
Ah!
Here's a nice, shady spot, away from those fools.
( inhales deeply )
( SpongeBob hooting )
( Patrick bellowing )
( SpongeBob screaming )
( zapping )
( howling )
( zapping )
( yelling )
What are you simpletons doing?!
You're supposed to catch these things...
not torture yourself with them.
Give me those loincloths!
I can't believe it.
( mumbling )
This ought to make things go a little smoother.
( whimpering )
Give me those things!
You're supposed to catch them... like this.
It's called jellyfishing.
( both grunting stupidly )
Ah, finally!
( inhales deeply )
( playing squeaky tune )
( both yelling angrily )
( screams )
Get me out of here.
Uh-oh.
MACHINE VOICE: Loser.
( bellowing wildly )
( electronic whirring )
( alarm beeping )
( electronic zap )
( voice echoing eerily )
( squeaking )
He's not here.
No more SpongeBob.
No more!
l may finally have found a place where I can be all...
alone!
VARIOUS VOICES: Alone... alone... alone...
( voices echoing )
I got to get out of here!
( panting )
( voices echoing eerily )
Where's the time machine?!
Where's anything?
Where, where, where, where...!
I want to go home.
I miss Bikini Bottom.
I miss my Easter Island head.
I even miss SpongeBob.
SpongeBob! Patrick!
BOTH: Hi, Squidward.
Oh, I'm back!
I can't believe this.
l-I-I was in space and I went to the future,
and then I went to the past, and then I was nowhere.
But now I'm back,
and y-you don't know how happy I am
to see you guys.
Does this mean you want to go...?
BOTH: Jellyfishing?!
No!
D'oh!
Who's the barnaclehead
who invented that game, anyway?
BOTH: You are, Squidward.
( Patrick and SpongeBob laughing )
SQUIDWARD: I'm going back.