SpongeBob SquarePants, returning for duty, sir.
Eh, SpongeBob? [SpongeBob whistling]
Did you clean out the--
Sweet Dutchman's ghost!
When's the last time you took a bath, boy-o?
You're riddled with vermin.
I-I d-d-don't know what you mean, sir.
[groaning]
If customers find out you're touching patties
with your wormy hands,
the health department will shut us down for sure.
I understand, sir.
Mr. Krabs, will you excuse me for a second?
Prickles, you heard my boss.
I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to ask you
and your friends to leave, please.
[dinging]
"Squatters rights?"
What the heck is squatters rights?
Ooh, they're "lawyering" up, boy-o.
They're makin' a legal claim to keep living in your body.
It's okay, Mr. Krabs, they're not hurting me.
Son, you gotta understand.
I can't have you work here
in your present filthy "condisherin'."
Oh! That's the last straw! Mr. Squid--
On it, sir. Hasta la vista, worm boy.
And don't come back until you're dewormed!
What am I gonna do?
[grunting]
[sighing]
[laughing]
Whoa! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! [laughing]
That was unbelievable!
Wait a minute, what is this? Chum?
No, of course not. It's- It's a gift.
A gift? For who?
For you, for everyone.
Sure looks like chum.
Ready, and...plié.
[music playing]
Relevé. And now grand jeté.
Ow!
Oh, where am I? See if I can find the light.
[gasping]
[screaming]
Wait a minute.
[squeaking]
- Oh! - This gives me an idea.
- Ready, SpongeBob? - Ready!
A one and a two, and... Plié, jeté, relevé-
No, no, no. This will never work.
You've got two left feet.
How'd you know?
Give me those. [snapping]
[grunting]
That's better. Okay, let's go.
SpongeBob, what are you doing?
Why are you moving your arms like that?
[laughing] I guess they're happy.
[groaning] Hand 'em over.
And the other one, come on.
[snapping]
[grunting]
Ah, now that's more like it.
Gee, Squidward, with your arms and legs doing all the work,
I'm not really doing anything. I think I should help.
Are you questioning my leadership?
- Well, I just... - Okay, hand it over.
[ripping]
- You know what, Squidward? - What?
I think I'm suffering for my art now.
[sneezing]
SpongeBob, what's holding up those patties?
Right away, sir.
SpongeBob, what's wrong with you?
You're paler than a baby sea horse.
[meowing]
The suds?
Here's that patty you wanted, Mr. Krabs, sir.
[sneezing]
Alright, SpongeBob, you're too sick to work.
No, Mr. Krabs, I'm okay, honest.
No, now go home and get some rest.
Nothing personal, lad.
Just can't have ya sneezing all over my food!
[customers screaming] My leg!
No, wait! Wait!
[whistling]
My pores are whistling in the wind.
[whistling]
[laughing]
[whistling]
[laughing]
[whistling]
[laughing]
[whistling]
[buzzing]
[whistling, buzzing]
[whistling, humming]
[laughing, buzzing] That tickles.
[whistling, buzzing]
Awe, the little critter likes my whistling pores.
[laughing]
[buzzing, laughing] That tickles.
[laughing]
[screaming]
There's no such thing as ghosts. No such thing.
No such thing as ghosts? No such thing as ghosts?!
You don't believe in ghosts?!
[breathing heavily]
SpongeBob?
[laughing]
SpongeBob SquarePants, returning for duty, sir.
[music playing]
[gasping]
Is that what you consider clean and disease-free, Krabby?
I say we ramshack this greasy disease shack!
Who's with me?
[screaming] Come on!
It wasn't me! It was Squidward! He gave you all the Ick!
No! No I didn't! It was SpongeBob!
He's infected the entire Krusty Krab!
[screaming]
Let us apprehend that careless contaminator!
[screaming]
[crying]
[sniffing]
[coughing, stomach growling]
[meowing]
[banging]
[crying]
Stop! You're pushing out more of the Ick!
[screaming]
No!