SpongeBob SquarePants (1999–…): Season 12, Episode 3 - The Krusty Slammer/Pineapple RV - full transcript

- Are you ready, kids?

Aye, aye, Captain!

- I can't hear you.

Aye, aye, Captain!

- ♪ Ohh... ♪

♪ Who lives in a pineapple
under the sea? ♪

SpongeBob SquarePants!

- ♪ Absorbent and yellow
and porous is he ♪

SpongeBob SquarePants!

- ♪ If nautical nonsense
be something you wish ♪

SpongeBob SquarePants!



- ♪ Then drop on the deck
and flop like a fish ♪

- SpongeBob SquarePants!
- Ready?

SpongeBob SquarePants!

SpongeBob SquarePants!

SpongeBob SquarePants!

- SpongeBob

SquarePants!

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Yes! My plan is working.

Now everyone in town will know
what a jerk Krabs is.

Yeah!

Huh? - Hey, you!

You're under arrest.



- Arrest? For what?

I didn't even steal anything
this time.

- Vandalism's a crime too.

You've been caught red-handed,
Plankton.

- Eh, should've used
the green paint.

- I usually laugh all
the way to the bank.

But for you Plankton,

I'll laugh all the way
to the clink!

- Oh no, the prison is full!

Looks like we'll just
have to set you free.

- What, free?
But he's a criminal.

- Well, you know what they say.

Don't stop the crime
if you can't enforce the time.

- Eat it, Krabs!
I'm off to re-offend.

- It's a shame that there's
no other place in Bikini Bottom

to hold our extra criminals.

'Cause we'd give that place
a lot of money.

You got yourself a deal.

We can lock him up at
my place, The Krusty Krab.

- Well then, this is
for the prisoner.

- And here's your cash.

- Whoa.

Thank you, Madame Officer.

- Oh, stupid barnacles,
tartar sauce, fish paste...

Enjoy your ride, Plankton?

- Ow.
- Oh, sorry, Mr. Squidward.

Didn't see you there.

- Oh what's Plankton
doing here, Mr. Krabs?

I thought he was
going to prison.

- He is.

The Krusty Krab is a prison now.

- Oh, hooray! Prison!

Oh, big deal. I've been
a prisoner here for years.

- Hardy-har, Mr. Squidward.

You boys get back to work!

I'll be guarding Plankton
in me office.

Into your cell, you miscreant!

- All right, I'm out of here.

Uh, pardon me, warden, sir,

but is that a pretty penny
on the floor?

- Where? It's mine.

It's mine. I saw it first!

- The perfect escape.

- Oh, no you don't.

Trying to escape is bad enough.

But lying about a penny?

You're going in

the hole.

Need one of your holes, boy-o.

- You got it, Warden Krabs.

- Hey, let's not do anything
we can't...

- And don't let him go nowhere.

- Aye aye, sir!

- All right, who turned off
the lights?

- Sorry, sir.
Plankton tickles inside of me.

- That ought to learn him.

- Morning, Warden.

- Oh, me favorite
paying police lady.

Here to give me more money?

- Yup, more money
for more prisoners.

- More prisoners?

- Aye, the Krusty Krab.
I used to eat here.

- What a coincidence.
I used to rob here.

- So what do you say, Mr. Krabs?

- I say lock 'em up!

Spongebob!

Try to prison-up the place
for our new guests.

I gotta go incarcerate
all this cash.

- I'll do my best,
Warden Krabs, sir.

Nice work, boy-o. Very prison-y.

- Hey, uh, what's with
all the caged men in here?

They're making me
a little nervous.

- Ooh, um, well, we're
a prison-themed restaurant now.

Do your time with
our new prison patty.

It's served in a solitary
confinement box,

has its own prisoner number,

and even comes with
toy shackles!

- Wow!

- Looks delicious.

- That's right.

At the Krusty Krab,

you can lock up your hunger

and throw away the keys!

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.

Ooh, crisis averted.

Okay, time to let Plankton
out of the hole.

Open her up, boy-o.

- Hmm.

- Pull yourself together,
prisoner.

I got a new cell for you.

- The formula. It's so close.

I can almost touch it.

No, no, no, no!

- Good times. Good times.

- Okay, mail call, boys.
Let's see, who do we have?

Toothy.

Four Eyes.

Lefty.

Fats.

Fingers. Einstein.

Stretch, Chuckles, Bingo,
Blammy, Wheels, Boogie, Red,

Trip, Winks, Skeeter, Stinky.

Thanks, Spongebob.

- No problem, guys.

- Oh, morning, officer.

- I'm here to oversee
Plankton's release.

His sentence is up. - What?

But I have so many more
punishments for him.

Enjoy your Plankton-free
prison, Eugene.

I hope it's worth what
you're paying for it.

- Hmm? Paying for it?

Wonder what he means by that.

Huh?

- More marshmallows
for your hot cocoa, Wobbles?

- Spongebob, what are you doing?

- Do you have any idea
how much it costs

to make a prison humane?

These down comforters,
they're two-ply.

- This ain't no luxury hotel.

These televisions ain't free!

And neither are
these massage chairs.

- And this, your
most expensive mistake of all!

From now on,
no more patties for prisoners.

- Cruel and unusual punishment!

- And no more tomatoes either!

- Come on, let's find
another prison to eat at.

- What a rip-off!
- Come on.

- No, no! Come back! Come back!

I can't afford to lose
me paying customers.

Oh, I'm ruined!

All right, that's it.

No more prison. Everyone out.

Don't care where you go,
but you can't stay here.

Oh, finally.

The Krusty Krab is back
to being a regular old

money-making restaurant.

Problem solved.

I said problem solved!

- Later that night.

Oh, it's just my prison pals.

What are you guys doing here?

- We want to go back
to the Krusty Krab.

We were having fun
in there with you.

See?

- Aww.

Okay, I'm in.

Time for a jail-break-in.

- The next day.

Morning, Warden Krabs.

- Morning, prisoners.

Spongebob!

What is going on here?

I set all these criminals free
last night.

What are they doing
back in their cells?

- Uh, Mr. Krabs, now's probably
not the best time to...

- You know it's a crime to
release prisoners early,

don't ya?

You're going to prison,

criminal.

- What?

Oh, well, that's not so bad.

Pencil me in
for a 3:30 massage, Spongebob.

- Oh, you're not staying here.

The Krusty Krab is full.

We got a new prison
just for you.

- Oh, no. Let me guess.

- Mealtime, prisoner!

- Right in the mouth.