Partial Recall/transcript

This article is a transcript of the The Patrick Star Show episode "Partial Recall/transcript" from season , which aired on .

[Open shot of the Krusty Krab. A Krabby Patty bounces out the front doors, as it is revealed that Plankton is carrying it outside.]
Plankton: [panting, uses walkie-talkie] Karen, this is not a drill. Get the doors open. I'm coming in hot!
Patrick: [head inside his belly button] Hello! Oh. It sure is dark in my smelly button. [the patty rams into him, releasing his head] Oh, that's better!
Plankton: [rams into Patrick again] Move it, ya big pile of stupid. I'm on a timeline!
Patrick: [looks down at the patty] Huh? Food that delivers itself? We do live in the future. Well? Don't just stand there! [lowers his tongue like a flight of stairs and points to it, as Plankton carries the patty over him; steps on the patty and picks it up] Huh. Guess they don't have all the kinks worked out. [opens his mouth]
Plankton: [groans as Patrick swallows him and the patty] Hello? Hello? [yelps as Patrick's tongue licks him] Ah, no, you don't! [puts his fists up] Thiever's keepers! [the tongue turns into a fist and crushes him, then flings him to the mouth] Try that again and I'll turn you into-- [gets crushed by Patrick chewing] Ow! Into-- [groans as Patrick begins walking] Into a-- [groans]
Patrick: [chews with his mouth open as he walks into the Star house living room and sits on the phone chair, then takes out a piece of the patty with Plankton in it]
Plankton: ...into a vegetable!
Patrick: Vegetable! [eyes bulge out as he screams] Ahh! A pickle! [spits Plankton out onto the floor]
Plankton: [sits up and groans]
Bunny: [with cleaning supplies] Ooh, a stain! [hits Plankton with her mop as she cleans the "stain" and hums, then leaves]
GrandPat: [runs Plankton over with his mobility scooter] I'm off to the store!
Squidina: [comes in, running Plankton over with her roller skates] Hey, Patrick. [runs over Plankton again and spins on top of him] Look what I can do.
Plankton: [yells]
Cecil: [drops from the ceiling onto Plankton] Hey, son! [takes off his regular clothes to reveal a clog dancing outfit] Have you seen my clog dancing? [clog dances on top of Plankton with some backup dancers]
Cecil and backup dancers: Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! [they get into a stacked formation] Ha! [leave]
[Plankton's forehead cracks. Inside his head, his brain generates electricity and bounces around like a pinball, affecting his body by contorting it repeatedly. His eye turns to a blue error screen, then turns off, and his brain falls down like slime. His eye shatters, and he collapses.]
Patrick: Actually, a tenderized pickle sounds pretty good right about now. [puts a cloth around himself and grabs eating utensils as Plankton is grabbed through a tiny door in the wall] Bon appetit-- Huh? Where'd it go?
[Plankton is pulled through the door, into the Dartfish's home. The screen cuts to black as it shows Plankton's point of view. He opens his eye to see the Dartfish family looking at him. Plankton is injured and is laying in a bed.]
Plankton: [groaning, looking around] What...? Who are you people?
Daddy Dartfish: Why, we're the Dartfish family! When someone's in trouble, we'll be there...
Dartfish family: On the double!
Daddy Dartfish: And what is your name?
Plankton: Who? What? I don't know. I-I think my name is... Pickle?
Teensy Tom: Daddy, can we eat the pickle?
Daddy Dartfish: Ha! Oh, son, we can't eat Pickle. He's part of the family now. Isn't that right, Pickle?
Plankton: Pickle!
[Wipe transition to outside the Chum Bucket, where Karen is looking at her watch.]
Karen: Hm. Plankton should've been here by now.
[Sister Dartfish is dusting an ammonite shell decoration on a shelf, while Pickle uses a cotton swab as a mop to clean the floor. Teensy Tom comes out of the water thimble.]
Plankton: [startled] Ah!
Teensy Tom: Ah!
Plankton: [wipes Teensy Tom's face off with the cotton swab; both laugh]
[Cut to the living room, where the TV signal is not working. Teensy Tom and Sister Dartfish put their hands on their faces, bored. Plankton is sitting in between then.]
Plankton: Huh? [takes off his head bandage, then rips off his antennae to use a TV antennas. The TV turns on, changing between various pieces of stock footage; cheers]
Teensy Tom and Sister Dartfish: Yay!
[The Dartfish family and Plankton place a giant sock on their bed, then hop on it and look at their portraits on the wall. They move some portraits aside to make room for Pickle's new portrait.]
Daddy Dartfish: [rubs Plankton's forehead] Welcome to the family, Pickle.
All: [hugging] Aww!
[Fade to downtown Bikini Bottom, where missing posters of Plankton are everywhere. Karen is nailing another poster to a pole when Scooter approaches her.]
Scooter: [with a green thing on his finger] Hey! I found him! Can I have a reward?
Karen: Plankton! Where did you find him?
Scooter: In my nose!
[Karen looks closer at the green thing, which is a booger that just vaguely resembles Plankton.]
Karen: That's a booger.
Scooter: What's the difference? [laughs, walks away, and eats his booger; Karen zaps him off-screen]
[Meanwhile, Plankton and the Dartfish family are at the dinner table.]
Mommy Dartfish: [approaching the table with a platter] Dinner's ready! Who's hungry?
All except Mommy Dartfish: Ooh!
All except Plankton: Yay!
Plankton: Is that all the food I get to eat?
Daddy Dartfish: No!
Plankton: Phew.
Daddy Dartfish: That's all the food we get to eat. [uses a potato slicer to slice off a piece of the crumb onto a plate]
Plankton: [inhales the crumb slice and eats it] Mmm! What's for dessert?
Daddy Dartfish: [he and the others inhale their slices] That was our dessert. And our meal for the entire week.
Plankton: And where do you get your food.
Daddy Dartfish: From the Stars, of course! The Stars provide.
Plankton: [looks up with a telescope] The stars, huh?
Daddy Dartfish: [laughs] No, no. Not those stars. Let me show you. [gets up as everyone else follows him]
[Cut to a person-sized table with lots of food to eat.]
Plankton: [puts on a bib] Ooh, mama! [begins to climb the table before Daddy Dartfish grabs him by the foot]
Daddy Dartfish: Sorry, Pickle, that food isn't for us.
Plankton: Then who is it for?
Bunny: [voice heard, ringing triangle] Sooey!
[The Star family's feet are seen as they run to the table. The Dartfish and Plankton cover their ears, then get moved by a quake happening because of the footsteps. The Stars look at their food and pant like dogs.]
Bunny: [tosses away triangle] Dig in!
[The Stars begin to eat their food, forming a cloud. Bunny feeds some food to Cecil. Squidina cranks her arm to open her mouth, eating six steaks at once. Patrick eats a steak and a crumb falls off.]
Dartfish family: [as Daddy Dartfish picks up the crumb] Hooray! The Stars provide!
Daddy Dartfish: What a bountiful harvest. Let's skedaddle home and dig in. [begins to walk away]
Plankton: Wait a second. You mean, those big oafs get all the good food [GrandPat is eating turkey legs] while us little guys have to [takes the crumb] subsist on crumbs? It isn't fair! [accidentally squishes the crumb, sending smaller pieces flying] Don't we deserve a taste of the good stuff, too?
Daddy Dartfish: [catches some of the crumbs] But we love crumbs.
Mommy Dartfish: Besides, how else could we possibly get food?
Plankton: Hmm. [inside his brain, it briefly jolts electricity] Oh! Leave it to me. [chuckles and holds a pin to strike Patrick with]
Patrick: [screams, ejecting the turkey from his mouth] Pow-wow! [lifts his foot to see the pin] Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow... [the turkey lands on the floor]
Dartfish family: [gasp]
Patrick: Ow, ow, ow...
Dartfish family: [looking at each other, afraid] Oh...
[Turkey transition to Plankton pushing the turkey into the Dartfish's hole, which crushes the Dartfish.]
Plankton: [with utensils] Let's dig in!
Daddy Dartfish: Thanks, Pickle, but... [gets out from the turkey] ...we can't.
Plankton: [cutting a piece of the turkey, gasps] Are you allergic to turkey? [eats the piece of turkey]
Daddy Dartfish: We have a little rhyme about it. [begins pulling on Mommy Dartfish] "We can only taste what the Stars drop in haste."
Plankton: I don't get it.
Mommy Dartfish: [gets pulled out from underneath the turkey] If you steal the Stars' food, you are being quite rude.
Plankton: [is about to eat the turkey] Huh? Hmm. [a tiny devil forms on his shoulder]
Devil Plankton: You don't wanna let all that turkey go to waste, do you?
Other devil Plankton: [is eating turkey with his pitchfork on Plankton's other shoulder] That would be a sin. [holds up his fork as his devils do as well] You're right! Now, how do I put this? Ah! "Don't be jerky, eat the stinkin' turkey." [eats the turkey piece]
Dartfish family: [gasp]
Teensy Tom: It rhymed, so maybe it's true.
Sister Dartfish: [gasps] It did rhyme.
Mommy Dartfish: He has a point.
Daddy Dartfish: A little turkey couldn't hurt, right?
[Cut to the Dartfish family chowing down on the turkey, with the turkey skeleton exposed.]
Teensy Tom: [burps] Wow, Pickle, that was delicious.
Plankton: [rubs Teensy Tom's head] Glad ya liked it, kid.
Mommy Dartfish: I've never felt so nourished.
Sister Dartfish: Yah.
Daddy Dartfish: I couldn't eat another bite. Unless that bite was dessert!
Plankton: [giggles while his devils cackle]
[Patrick is licking an ice cream cone while sitting on the phone chair. Daddy Dartfish and Teensy Tom dial numbers on a telephone, and Plankton holds the phone. The phone chair rings, and Patrick is buzzed then crushed by it. Mommy and Sister Dartfish catch the ice cream, with some landing on their heads.]
[A split-screen of the Dartfish family is shown.]
Daddy Dartfish and Teensy Tom: [high-five] Yeah!
Plankton: [giggles evilly with his devils next to him]
[Squidina opens the fridge, where Daddy Dartfish and Plankton are hiding behind some food.]
Squidina: Yum! [the soda is yanked away] Huh?
[Daddy Dartfish and Plankton run away with all the other food, with a visible hole in the fridge. A split screen appears of Squidina's stomach rumbling, Sister and Daddy Dartfish eating turkey, and a fat Plankton looking smug next to his fat devils. Cecil is about to eat his sandwich.]
Sister Dartfish: [laughs as she sets up a dental floss string and runs off]
Cecil: [trips on the string and falls painfully down the staircase; mumbling as the Dartfish take his sandwiches, stomach grumbles]
[Bunny is putting lipstick on in the mirror. She puckers her lips and takes a bite out of a sandwich. Teensy Tom is tied to a nail on top of the mirror. Plankton gestures at him, and Teensy Tom travels down the mirror with the string attached to his body. He lands on top of a hair spray can to spray Bunny with.]
Bunny: [fanning her arms, coughing]
[The screen splits as the bottom half shows Teensy Tom and Plankton carrying away the sandwich.]
GrandPat: [opens a cupboard] Ha! [sees nothing inside but cobwebs] Aw. [stomach grumbles]
Teensy Tom: [lands on a pudding cup] Say, Pickle, how do you know how to do all these things? [opens the pudding cup]
Plankton: [gives Teensy Tom a spoon] Instinct, I guess. Something about it just feels... so wrong! I mean, right!
Mommy Dartfish: Pickle, sweetie, don't you think we have enough food now? [camera zooms out to reveal all the food]
Plankton: No. [picks up a lollipop and piece of candy] It's never enough! Never! [his devils appear; zoom out of the Star house] Never!
[Fade to black, then to Karen knocking on the front door. Someone answers.]
Karen: [holding up missing poster] Have you seen my husb-- Ahh!
Patrick: [now incredibly underweight, groaning]
Karen: What's going on here?
Patrick: [hisses and tackles Karen, then falls to the ground]
Karen: [goes inside] Hello?
Squidina: [sprawled out on the stairs] So hungry...
[An underweight Bunny and Cecil take turns biting each other's arms. A fly lands on GrandPat's eye, which he eats. A ham is being taken away, and the camera zooms in on a now chubby Plankton helping carry it.]
Plankton: [laughs]
Karen: [gasps] Plankton? [she sees the ham being taken inside the Dartfish hole and looks inside] There you are.
Plankton: [looks behind, holding an olive on a spear] Huh?
Karen: [uses a laser to cut a much bigger hole in the wall, making the food spill out along with Plankton] All right, Plankton, what's going on?
Plankton: Who's Plankton? My name is Pickle. [eats the olive]
Karen: It's time to go home, Pickle.
Plankton: [holds the olive spear] Back off! [takes a cookie] Listen, lady, I don't know you, but I know my family!
[The Dartfish family, now muscular, lift up the ham.]
Daddy Dartfish: Hello. Are you a friend of Pickle's?
Plankton: They took me in after my head injury.
Karen: [gasps] Head injury? [her finger opens up to reveal several tools until it cycles to a hammer head]
Plankton: And nursed me back to health when I had nothing.
Karen: Aha!
Plankton: I could never leave them. [Karen lightly bonks him with the hammer, making his brain spark] All right, I'm leaving.
Teensy Tom: [grabs onto Plankton's arm] Uncle Pickle, don't go!
Plankton: Pickle? The name's Plankton.
Daddy Dartfish: [gasps] The Plankton?
Mommy Dartfish: But he's bad!
Sister Dartfish: Does that mean, like, we're bad too?
Teensy Tom: Maybe, but he's still Uncle Pickle to me. [eyes water]
Plankton: [eyes water, then wipes the tears] Listen, kid, you don't have to be bad to know you're worth more than crumbs. [jumps on Karen's hand] Bye-bye, losers!
Karen: [exits] If you wore the helmet I got you, this wouldn't keep happening.
[Fade to Daddy Dartfish feeding Cecil some soup.]
Daddy Dartfish: Sorry again for stealing all your food for months on end. [pours some soup into Cecil's mouth]
Mommy Dartfish: [using a dropper to feed Bunny] It'll never happen again.
Sister Dartfish: [uses a spoon to feed Squidina]
Patrick: [picks up a turkey leg]
Teensy Tom: [holds up a needle, laughing with the Plankton devils by his side]
Patrick: [screen fades to black; voice heard] Yow!