Chum Bucket Supreme/transcript

Plankton: Okay, Karen. Which one's better? (holds up two different napkin designs)

Karen: If I had eyes, I'd be rolling them right now.

Plankton: (sarcastically) Oh, thanks for the help. Ya know, details like this can be very important to the customers.

Karen: Customers? What customers?

Plankton: Well, uh..... (looks on screen and sees car in parking lot) ...like those customers, who just pulled up. (zips outside) Well, hello, gentlemen, and welcome to the Chum Bucket! Would you like seating inside or outside?

Customer 1: Seating for what?

Plankton: (angrily) For the Chum Bucket! Where you can enjoy a nice helping of chum. (sarcastically) Oh, boy this is so... (pretends to eat it by hiding it behind his head) ...good. The chum is.

Customer 2: Wait a minute-is he eating chum? Do people do that?

Plankton: Look, are you gonna eat or not!?!?!

Customer 2: Yeah. I'll have two Krabby Patties.

Customer 1: Uh, yeah. Two.

Customer 2: Couldn't find parking over at the Krusty Krab. (cuts to the Krusty Krab, jam-packed with cars. The two customers walk away. Plankton gets so mad that water bursts out of his body and he catch it in a cup and start to drink it).

Plankton :(smack his lips, then sighs clamly).Now what was I saying? Oh right (angrily rips up the menu and stamps on it). I'm tired of the Krusty Krab taking all of my buisness! We're doomed, Karen! Dommed, I tell you! (cries)

Karen : Well then, why don't you do what all good buisness owners do?

Plankton : (still crying) What would that be?

Karen : Advertise your product, of course. (she gives Plankton part of the towel)

Plankton: Advertising? (stops crying) I can't believe it took me so long to come up with this (Karen sighs)

Plankton: (digging in a box of letters) Now let's see, Q no... P no...Ah, here it is, L! There, it's perfect! Chum is Metabolic Fuel. You really did it this time ol' Planky. Oh yeah, who's a genius. Have you seen this, seen this, seen my genius, genius, genius, genius (singing tone) (starts dancing)

Patrick: Chum is...(sips cup) me...

Plankton: Hello sir, and welcome to the Chum Bucket! Erm, sir?

Patrick: ...Meta...a...ta...tab...tab, er...bo...ic!

Patrick Midget in Brain: Forget about what that word means! There's a fire breaking out the language lungs!

Patrick Midget in Brain 2: We need to get outta here!

Patrick Midget in Brain: The door's jammed!

Patrick Midget in Brain 2: Push harder! (All start moaning and coughing)

Patrick: MetAbo, ic...

Plankton: Sir, your head, it's on fire. (Patrick jumps) THE DRINK, USE THE DRINK!

Patrick: (Stares at cup) It's kelp juice, you want some? (Plankton takes drink from Patrick and throws it at his head).

Patrick: HEY! What kind of friend are you?

Plankton: Friend? I didn't even know y-

Patrick: Oh yeah. Say your sorry.

Plankton: Ugh, I'm Sorry

Patrick: Okay I Forgive You (shakes Plankton's hand) I'm Sorry For Yelling. Okay So can I tell you Something Honestly?

Plankton: Whatever

Patrick: It's About your Sign,Those Words make my Head Sad.

Patrick's Head: (cries) I don't get it.(cries more)

Patrick: It's okay little fellow I don't either.

Plankton: OK Freakshow you just wait.In a few minutes this sign will attract more than you can count.

Narrator: A Few Minutes Later

Patrick:Ugh what's that Number before One?

Plankton: Zero

Patrick: Oh right,Congratulations,You haver Zero Customers.

Plankton: Okay it might take a little longer than a few minutes.

Narrator: A Little Longer Than a Few Minutes Later

Patrick: Wait what are we doing again?(Plankton gets angry and Patrick changes the sign) There we go,Chum is Fum.

Plankton: What the?