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{{L|SpongeBob|No, people. Let's be smart and bring it off.}} | {{L|SpongeBob|No, people. Let's be smart and bring it off.}} | ||
{{L|Nancy|Oh, so now the talking cheese is going to preach to us.}} | {{L|Nancy|Oh, so now the talking cheese is going to preach to us.}} | ||
{{L|Squidward|Wait, wait. I know tensions are high... ''[everyone gets into a fight. Pilar and Larry are yelling at each other. Medley slams a drum at him]'' There's a deposit on the equipment, people! ''[everyone uses their instruments as weapons. Mr. Krabs and Harold charge at each other with oboes. But try to screech to a halt, but Mrs. Puff slams them both with her cymbals]'' Settle down, please! ''[Sandy and Frank are fighting. Sandy breaks the xylophone from Frank and Frank runs away. Patrick kicks Sandy, who chases him with | {{L|Squidward|Wait, wait. I know tensions are high... ''[everyone gets into a fight. Pilar and Larry are yelling at each other. Medley slams a drum at him]'' There's a deposit on the equipment, people! ''[everyone uses their instruments as weapons. Mr. Krabs and Harold charge at each other with oboes. But try to screech to a halt, but Mrs. Puff slams them both with her cymbals]'' Settle down, please! ''[Sandy and Frank are fighting. Sandy breaks the xylophone from Frank and Frank runs away. Patrick kicks Sandy, who chases him with a trumpet as the clock sounds at 10 and everyone stops fighting]''}} | ||
{{L|Fred|Hey, class is over! ''[they all walk to the door where Squidward slams them open]''}} | {{L|Fred|Hey, class is over! ''[they all walk to the door where Squidward slams them open]''}} | ||
{{L|Squidward|Well, you did it. You took my one chance of happiness and crushed it. Crushed it into little tiny, bite-size pieces. I really had expected better of you people. I guess I'm a loser for that, too. Don't bother showing up tomorrow. I'll just tell them you all died in a marching accident. So, thanks, thanks for nothing. ''[Leaves]''}} | {{L|Squidward|Well, you did it. You took my one chance of happiness and crushed it. Crushed it into little tiny, bite-size pieces. I really had expected better of you people. I guess I'm a loser for that, too. Don't bother showing up tomorrow. I'll just tell them you all died in a marching accident. So, thanks, thanks for nothing. ''[Leaves]''}} |
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Beggining of Band practice
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At the Band
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Day Two
Day Three
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Day Four
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Sweet Victory
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