[screaming]
Is the scary part over?
Wow, so lame.
[thundering]
Nice attention to detail, though.
Hah, so not scary!
Hey, this is a nice picture.
[hissing]
[screaming]
Did you say something, SpongeBob?
[screaming]
[hissing]
[whimpering]
Hey, SpongeBob, check this out.
Okay, I'll be right there.
Sure is dark.
[gasping]
[screaming]
Oh, it's just a chair!
[laughs nervously]
I guess I'm imagining things in the
[tapping]
Ow! Another monster!
[tapping]
Ah, it's just a coral branch.
Nothing to be scared of.
[gasping] What was that?!
[screaming intermittently]
[screaming]
Take those seats.
[screaming]
Seats taken, sir.
Ooh, the movie's starting!
[tense music playing]
[screaming]
- Shh! - Sorry.
[giggling]
So this isn't too scary.
[giggling]
The Fisherman's hook!
Get off the teeter-totter!
You fools!
[laughing]
[grunting]
[screaming]
The Fisherman's got 'em!
And he'll fry them into fish sticks!
I can't watch. Is the scary part over?
Uh, hold on, I'll take a peek.
Thank you for meeting me, Edwina, at midnight.
Patrick, it's okay.
You sure? Ah! It's worse!
They're kissing!
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 'em:
in his soul bag!
[evil laughter]
I've come for your pickle.
[screaming]
Hah! ScaredyPants gets easier to scare every year!
[whimpering]
[howling]
We must guard this last patty with our very lives.
It's the only way to win Food Con,
and who knows what scary hungry things
are out there in the woods waiting to gobble it up.
[growling]
Positions, everyone.
[growling]
[whimpering]
[roaring]
[whimpering]
[meowing]
Aww. Hey, little fella.
[roaring]
[screaming]
[growling]
[everyone] The patty!
[screaming]
Ow.
You're next.
[screaming]
[both] That was a close one.
Welcome back.
[screaming]
That was a closer one.
Welcome back!
[screaming]
Hey, how come when they act up,
all they get is the welcome wagon?
If you ask me, it's--
[screaming]
So, are you gonna try that again?
Probably.
[screaming]
How about now?
- Um... - No, no, they're not.
I am just so touched that you would go to the trouble
to dress up as a ghostly fry cook
and stand on the other side of the street,
just to entertain me!
You must really like me!
SpongeBob, there are two problems with your theory.
One, I hate you,
and two, how can that be me when I'm standing right here!?
[clanging]
[screaming]
[both] The Hash-Slinging Slasher!
Get away from me!
Oh, he's going to flip me!
Get away! Get away!
SpongeBob, no matter what I've said,
I've always sort of liked you!
Squidward, I use your clarinet to unclog my toilet!
Huh?
[screaming]
The Flying Dutchman!
W-W-What are you doing in my house?
I'm stuck here while me ship is being repaired.
'Til then, I'm here to haunt ya!
[hissing]
[screaming]
Squidward! Squidward!
Squidward, help! Help, help!
Ow, ow! [grunting]
Ah, Squidward, you have to help me!
There's a g-g-g-ghost in my house!
SpongBob, how many times do I have to tell you?
I don't believe in ghosts and I never liked you.
I think something bad happened to Wormy.
He left his best friend ribbon behind.
[buzzing]
[screaming]
What is that thing?
I don't know, Patrick,
but whatever it is,
it must've eaten Wormy!
Why does this keep happening to me?!
Quick, Patrick, we gotta make a run for the door!
[panting]
[screaming] Patrick, he's blocking our only exit!
[panting]
Now what?
We're trapped in here with that... that...
best friend eater!
Let's not panic. We just have to stick together.
Remember, it's two against one.
Right, Patrick? Patrick?
[screaming]
He's eaten Patrick!
Oh, what a day.
What's next, a zombie invasion?
[screaming]
[groaning]
Mr. Krabs, open up!
We're being attacked by a bunch of zombies that look like me!
[Mr. Krabs] Uh, go away, please. I'm busy.
Please, you don't understand!
They're all splotchy and yellow with distended bellies!
[screaming]
Open up, open up, open up!
[screaming]
Do you believe we're real ghosts now?
Where's my pizza?
What kind of pizza joint are you running anyhow?
Pizza?
I'll give you a pizza!
That's more like it!
[repeating] Mi-mi, mi-mi, mi-mi...
[both] Anchovies!
[both] You are a real ghost!
You are a real ghost!
Heh, it's almost too easy.
Quick, bar the door!
There's just no sport in it.
Is that everything?
- What about this? - Not Gary!
[rattling]
Do you think it'll hold?
I sure hope so.
[sinister laugh]
[screaming]
[grunting]
[screaming]
Maybe if we don't look at him he'll go away.
Oh, yeah, just like the movie.
[straining]
Hmm?
I'm the deadly Fisherman!
[screaming]
[whimpers, gulps]
Oh...
Ah...!
[screaming]
Ah!
SpongeBob?
Oh, you know, I think I'll just stay up here a while.
It's such a nice day and all.
Nonsense, boyo. Just climb on down!
[whimpering]
No, I'm good.
SpongeBob, I order you to come down here immediately!
Um, can we run screaming in horror from your ship now,
Mr. Ghost Pirate, sir?
Oh, why, certainly!
Patrick, after you.
[screaming]
Such a polite lad.