Ah! Time for bed, Gary.
( pop )
( meows )
Oh, Gary!
You know what they say:
curiosity salted the snail.
Mind your wandering eye, you little mollusk.
Sweet dreams, Gary.
( snoring and squeaking )
SPONGEBOB: Hey! Over here!
( laughing )
( engine revs )
( tires squealing )
Wait a minute!
I don't have a driver's license.
( horn honks )
Wow!
My driver's license.
I can't believe it.
I sure take a good picture.
Darn! I should have grown a moustache.
( tires bumping )
Duh-doo-duh-duh, duh-doo...!
how could I have forgotten the most important rule of driving?
Always wear your seatbelt.
Hey! I can see the Krusty Krab from here.
Mrs. Puff, look!
I finally got my driver's license.
Not even in your dreams, Mr. SquarePants.
( yelling ): No!
Ouch!
Where am I?
Is that me?
Or is this me?
Am I still dreaming?
( Gary meowing and snoring )
This must be Gary's dream.
I'm going to get a closer look.
Whoa!
Wow, look at all these books.
I wonder where Gary is.
Gary!
Huh?
Excuse me, sir.
Have you seen...
SpongeBob?!
Gary?
How dare you invade
the sanctity of my dreams!
Gary! You can talk!
( sighs )
In dreams, one is not tethered by earthly limitations.
What does that mean?
Come.
For ages, dreams have been thought of
as windows to another realm.
"Let me not mar that perfect dream
"by an auroral stain
"but so adjust my daily night
that it may come again."
Emily Dickinson wrote that.
Who?
Here's one you might know.
( clears throat )
"There once was a man from Peru
"who dreamed he was eating his shoe.
"He woke with a fright in the middle of the night
to find that his dream had come true."
( laughs )
Gee, Gary, you sure are smart.
Did you think my shell was full of hot air?
Well, thanks for the info, Gary.
I'm going back to my own dream now.
Beware of your wandering eye, you little poriferan.
( snoring nearby )
I wonder what Patrick's dreaming.
I can't resist.
( laughs )
( carnival music playing )
Hey, Patrick!
Hey, SpongeBob.
You know, Patrick, this is a dream.
You can do anything you want.
Yep.
I mean anything.
Watch... I can turn into a skyscraper.
Going up!
Huh?
I can make...
a million of me!
Huh? Huh?
Yup.
Aw, tartar sauce.
I'm going to a different dream.
Okay.
Bye, SpongeBob.
( music stops, change jingles )
( grunts )
Shoot!
That was my last quarter.
( snoring nearby )
( Squidward moaning, snoring )
Oh, this is going to be good!
( clarinet playing solo )
( audience applauds )
SPONGEBOB: Psst! Squidward!
Hey, Squidward!
SpongeBob!
( someone clears throat )
Why do you stop playing, Wolfgang Amadeus Tentacles?
Yes, Your Highness.
( continues tune )
( king laughing )
( whispering )
SpongeBob!
Hey, I have not instructed you to stop!
Now, play!
Do tell me the one
about the man from Peru again.
Sponge...
( crack )
( all gasp )
( weakly ): ... Bob.
I came here to hear beautiful music.
If I don't get my wish, it'll be your head!
( laughing nervously )
SPONGEBOB: Psst!
Squidward!
Huh? Huh?
No... way.
( king clears throat loudly )
Please, SpongeBob.
No tricks.
Trust me, Squidward.
( SpongeBob singing raucously )
( all gasp )
SpongeBob!
( whimpering ): Why have you stopped playing
that wonderful music?
( singing raucously )
His music touches me ever so.
l fear that my tears might stain my petticoat.
( audience cheering )
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
( fans cheering and yelling )
What is this instrument
that produces such lovely sound?
( all gasp )
So long, Squidward!
( groaning in frustration )
( laughing delightedly )
( grumbling )
Hey! I'm at Sandy's.
( laughs )
Aw, this looks neat.
I wonder...
( yelling )
Hey, SpongeBob, what brings you here?
Hey, Sandy.
What's going on?
Well, we're free-falling
from 114,000 feet,
and we're going to land on that itty-bitty target.
This seems kind of dangerous!
Not as long as you got a big, old parachute.
Okay!
Not "pair of shoes," SpongeBob...
"para-chute."
Got you.
( singing )
Not a "parakeet"... para...
( splat )
SANDY: Medic.
( SpongeBob yelling )
Ouch.
All right, that's it.
No more messing with people's dreams.
( laughs )
Hey!
Mr. Krabs.
Uh... Mr. Krabs?
PEARL: Hello, SpongeBob.
Oh, Pearl, this is your dream.
You're just in time for the tea party.
Actually, I was looking for your dad's dream.
Oh.
He's next door.
Boys don't understand the sophistication of tea parties.
Right, Mr. Stuffy?
Bye.
I bet Mr. Krabs' dream will be more robust.
KRABS: I got you now, you slippery demon!
You're putting up a good fight.
Yes, you are!
What you doing, Mr. Krabs?
I'm picking Neptune's pocket!
What are you talking about?
l'm talking about cold, hard, flipping cash!
It's the mighty Moby dollar!
Do you see her, boy?
I got her... here she comes.
Thar she blows!
( laughing ): Look, Mr. Krabs!
Pennies!
Never mind the small change, lad.
Get the net. This one?
No, no, no, no, no, the money net.
It's in me back pocket.
Wow! You look real good with a moustache, Mr. Krabs.
Never mind that, boy.
Ready the net!
Net ready, sir!
I did it!
( laughing with joy )
I-I finally did it!
Congratulations, Mr. Krabs.
No, SpongeBob!
Don't let it go!
Get it, SpongeBob, get it, get it, get it!
Come back! Hey, hey!
KRABS: No!
( cash register bell dinging )
This'll make a great fish story, eh, Mr. Krabs?
Oh, SpongeBob...
Yes, Mr. Krabs?
You're fired!
( gun fires )
( SpongeBob yelling )
Hey, Plankton's dreaming about Bikini Bottom.
PLANKTON: Zap!
( creatures yelling )
I see you.
Zap!
I see you.
Zap!
Plankton.
I see you!
Zap!
( creatures yelling )
Oh, look, it's the Krusty Krab,
home of the Krabby Patty.
Crush!
Lick, lick!
This isn't a dream.
This is a nightmare.
( Gary meows )
( feet squeal )
Gary!
Gary! No!
( meows )
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.
Gary!
I've got you, Gary.
Peekaboo!
Here comes my foot!
Yeah!
Huh?
Yow!
l think he's got the point.
( laughs )
( air rushing out )
Whoa!
( scream grows higher, then stops )
Well, I guess I've got some explaining to do, huh?
No, no, no!
No, not the face!
( yells )
( snoring )
Ah, that was fun and all,
but it's good to be back in my own dream cloud.
( grunts contentedly )
VARIOUS VOICES ( echoing ): SpongeBob! SpongeBob!
SpongeBob! SpongeBob!
What do you want from me?
Leave me alone.
( voices echoing )
SQUIDWARD: SpongeBob, SpongeBob!
No, no, no, no, stop!
Hey! What are y'all doing in your pajamas?
Are we having a slumber party?
No, we are not having a slumber party.
Do us all a favor, SpongeBob,
and stay out of our dreams.
( all grumbling )
Take a hike.
Don't we get enough of you during the day?
( meows angrily )
Does anyone have a quarter?