Ah!
Ooh!
Oh!
Ooh!
Ah!
Ooh!
Ah!
Ooh!
Ah!
Behold the ultimate cooking utensil...
the Golden Spatula!
Hey, SpongeBob, look what it says here:
"Many have tried to pull this spatula
"from this ancient grease and all have failed.
( grunting loudly )
"Only a fry cook
"worthy of King Neptune himself can wield...
"the Golden Spatula." The Golden Spatula."
Wow. Wow.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
Take a picture of me and the spatula.
Okay, I'm ready!
Excuse me...
do you know where the menu section is?
Uh...
the menu section?
That's easy.
It's over that way.
Uh-oh.
Holy smokes!
Rude!
Hey, the light changed.
Uh, Patrick...
Hold on. Almost there.
( booming laughter )
Yes, yes, at last...
someone worthy of being the royal fry cook!
Who has freed the spatula from the grease?
Uh, I did, Mr. Neptune, sir.
SpongeBob SquarePants.
( rumbling ) ( laughing )
( rumbling stops ) A fine jest, boy.
You are but a lowly yellow sponge.
Puny...
insignificant...
a commoner.
Therefore, you could never
be fry cook to a god and...
this is why it is funny!
( rumbling ) ( laughing )
Now step aside while I seek out the true fry cook.
No, no, no... hmm...
No, not you, you're too short, no.
Ah!
But... but...
A purveyor of foods.
Yes, you must be my new fry cook.
Uh, sorry, King Neptune.
I don't make them; I just sell them.
Then who pulled up the spatula?
Well, he did.
( laughing )
It is even funnier a second time.
You, there... crustacean!
Who, me?
You have the physique of Atlas.
Thanks. I work out.
( laughing )
Make poses with me.
Okay.
( both grunting )
Body slam!
You pulled the spatula from the grease.
Nope, that was SpongeBob.
This joke has gone far enough!
Where's my fry cook?
Certainly you
with your prodigious girth
would know who can flip a burger
to suit a royal palate!
What?!
Am I expected to believe
this creature is royal fry cook material?
I don't suppose you have any proof.
Ha!
This thing is unfit to even scrub
the royal tail fin!
And besides, it's not just enough
to pull a spatula off a greasy griddle;
there are certain... qualities
that a royal fry cook must have.
Like?
The royal fry cook must be...
oh, left-handed.
Actually, I've got two.
( fingers snapping )
Also, the royal fry cook wears... red underwear.
No, blue.
Oh!
The royal fry cook's wallet contains
his big toes...
uh, he has six.
He is the new royal fry cook, and you...
Silence!
Is it hot in here, or what?
( gasps )
Patrick!
You hurt my friend!
You're not a king.
You're a bully and a liar!
So, little one...
you think you have what it takes to be my fry cook.
I will prove your worthlessness.
You shall be tested with a challenge!
PATRICK: Bring it on!
SpongeBob can handle any...
Ouch!
Your friend's arrogance will cost you dearly.
There will be two challenges!
PATRICK: Only two?!
What are two challenges
to someone like SpongeBob?
Three challenges!
PATRICK: Three?!
( laughing )
Three challenges are nothing.
Might as well be 500 challenges!
Enough!
He'll settle for one.
There will be but one challenge:
You will face me in...
the ultimate cook-off!
I will accept your challenge
if you fix my friend.
NEPTUNE: Ah, yes...
the round one.
I shall restore him.
SpongeBob?
SpongeBob!
Oh, there you are.
How you feeling?
Pretty good.
Say, have you gotten taller?
And now...
see the fate that may lie ahead.
For, if by some minute chance, you meet the challenge
your reward will be great.
Behold!
( screaming )
Woopsie!
Now behold...
my beloved home of Atlantis.
A prize worthy of Apollo.
You will reside here in this glorious place
cook only for me and be a god!
Hey, that sounds pretty good.
But if you should not succeed...
you must give up fry cooking...
forever.
What do you say?
I'm ready!
Very well, then!
To the Poseidome!
ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen
welcome to the ultimate cook-off!
( cheering and whistling )
All right, mates,
first to a thousand patties wins.
Shake hands.
( rumbling )
May the best man win.
Now go back to your corners
and when the bell sounds, come out cooking!
Don't worry, lad.
I have total confidence in you.
Put it all on Neptune!
l'm not good enough to cook in Atlantis, Patrick.
I never should have taken the challenge.
Don't give up your dream, SpongeBob.
People used to tell me:
"Patrick, you'll never amount to anything.
You'll always have your head in the clouds."
But just look at me now.
( bell dings ) Go get 'em, tiger!
( rumbling )
( laughing )
"Once upon a time..."
( laughing )
Perfect.
I win!
( whooping )
( laughing )
Loser!
( laughing )
Free patties for everyone!
( cheering and applause )
( all cheering )
Fools! Have you no taste buds?
There's nothing wrong with these.
They're delicious!
FISH: Too chicken to eat his own burger!
FISH 2: Why don't you eat it?
( chanting ): Eat it! Eat it!
Okay, mine's no good.
But what makes you think his will be any better?
Give me that!
Mmm!
Why, it tastes so good
I think I'd like to try it a second time.
( all groaning )
So, uh... what do you think?
Yours is superior.
Therefore, I concede to you...
SpongeBob SquarePants, you win.
( cheering )
Yay! Yay!
BOTH: We're going to Atlantis!
( Neptune laughing )
What's so funny?
You, SpongeBob.
That repulsive thing
in my palace?!
You mean Patrick can't come?
( laughing )
Oh, of course not.
And my friends...?
Ah, the only friend you'll need,
my dear boy,
is the royal grill.
It was nice knowing you, buddy.
( wailing )
I know, Mr. Krabs.
I'll miss you, too.
I lost me bet!
( crying )
Come, SpongeBob, grab your things.
It's time to depart...
to Atlantis!
( crowd cheering )
I... I...
( sobbing ): I don't want to go!
It's too late now.
l can't live without your burgers.
You're going to be a god
and like it!
Maybe we do have a problem.
( booming voice ): Wait, Neptune!
I have another idea.
Good morning, Krusty crew.
Hi, Patrick. What'll you have?
Uh...
( Neptune hollers )
Can you excuse me?
The accursed stove has burnt my finger.
Feel thine own wrath, stove!
( rumbling ) Ha-ha!
What did I tell you about using your powers, trainee?
Perfect patties are made with love, not magic.