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Patrick Takes the Cake/transcript

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This article is a transcript of the Kamp Koral: SpongeBob's Under Years episode "Patrick Takes the Cake/transcript" from season , which aired on .

  • [One morning at Kamp Koral, Perch's voice comes over the loudspeaker.]
  • Perch: Attention, campers, the mail is here!
  • [Larry and Mo are bouncing Craig on a trampoline.]
  • Larry: Huh?
  • Mo: Ooh!
  • [They dash off and Craig falls headfirst in the sand. Kevin and Bubble Bass have Harvey laid on a table and are holding knives over him.]
  • Perch: I repeat! Mail call!
  • Bubble Bass: Huzzah! The correspondence has arrived.
  • [They run off. Harvey sits up, wearing an alien mask.]
  • Harvey: Hey, you haven't finished my alien autopsy yet!
  • [An alien appears behind Harvey and takes out a saw. The kids run up to the mail truck. The mailman gets out and takes SpongeBob, wrapped up in a red ribbon, out of his bag.]
  • SpongeBob: My mom always said I was a special delivery. [laughs]
  • Mailman: [displeased] Oh... [throws him away]
  • SpongeBob: Whoa!
  • [The mailman takes out Patrick, wrapped up with a "return to sender" note.]
  • Patrick: My mom said "return to sender."
  • Mailman: Oh, every week. [takes out box] Larry Lobster!
  • [Larry catches his package and takes out a dumbbell.]
  • Larry: Ah, adjustable weights. I'll crank up the heavy.
  • [He turns the dial to "Sky's the Limit." It grows and the weight causes him to collapse.]
  • Mailfish: Bubble Bass!
  • [Bubble Bass catches a magazine.]
  • Bubble Bass: Finally, I made the cover of Nerdteen! [scratches it] And it's the scratch and sniff issue. [smells magazine and gags] Ah, yes, eau de Bubble Bass.
  • Mailfish: [takes out acorn] Sandy! [takes out wrapped diamond] Missy! [takes out glowing purple letter] Maisey! Ooh, that one goes in the dead letter file. [puts it in coffin and takes out a wrapped anchovy] And anchovies!
  • [He throws the wrapped anchovy into a pile of other ones, where it unwraps and begins meeping.]
  • Anchovy: Meep.
  • Anchovies: Meep, meep, meep, meep!
  • [The mailman packs his bag and is about to leave, but Patrick comes up to him.]
  • Patrick: Please, sir, may I have some mail?
  • Mailman: Oh, sure, let's see here.
  • Mailman: Here's a box with no name on it. [takes out box] Take it.
  • [Patrick takes a purple box and opens it. There's a white sheet cake with pink frosting inside.]
  • Patrick: [gasps] Welcome to my tummy! [is about to eat it, but notices something] What- huh?
  • [The campers crowd around Patrick, zombie-like.]
  • Kevin: Can I have a piece?
  • Mo: Can I lick the frosting?
  • Boy camper: [holding brother] I'll trade you my baby brother.
  • Patrick: [nervously] Oh!
  • Bubble Bass: Just a smidgen! [closing in]
  • Patrick: My-- ah!
  • Larry: I'll take a slice of that, bro.
  • [Patrick screams and jumps up.]
  • Patrick: No! [screams and runs away] You can't have my cake!
  • Bubble Bass: [pointing] The cake!
  • [Larry, Mo, and the anchovies are unconcerned, shrug, and leave. Patrick keeps running. He gets bounced between two trees. He trips on a rock and falls down a cliff.]
  • Patrick: [sighs] Sorry, cake. That won't happen again. [sees cliff] What a doozy. I gotta be more careful when I'm-- [falls off cliff and screams]
  • Patrick: Oh. Cake? Cake!
  • Patrick: Aw, cake, you're alright! Oh, I'm gonna call you Cakey. [hugs cake] Don't you ever scare me like that again, Cakey.
  • Cakey: I'm sorry.
  • Patrick: [gasps] Cakey, you can talk?
  • Cakey: Of course, I have many layers.
  • [A rimshot plays. Patrick and Cakey laugh. Patrick suddenly pauses.]
  • Patrick: I don't get it. [stomach rumbles] My tummy's hungry. I'm gonna eat you! [almost puts Cakey in mouth]
  • Cakey: Ooh, ooh, you can't eat me yet.
  • Patrick: I can't?
  • Cakey: I'm a dessert. You have to eat lunch first.
  • Patrick: Well, where am I gonna get lunch out here?
  • Cakey: How's about that vending machine? [points]
  • Patrick: Huh? [runs up to vending machine] Twigs, grass, seashells, bag of-- ooh, bag of dirt! [pats himself down]
  • [Cakey spits out a leaf. Patrick puts it in the machine, gets a bag of dirt, and pours it on his tongue.]
  • Sandy: [off-screen] I heard something over there!
  • Cakey: Oh, no, the campers are getting close. They want me all to themselves. We'd better bounce!
  • Sandy: [calling] Patrick, where are you?
  • Bubble Bass: If you're dead, you won't be needing that cake!
  • SpongeBob: [off-screen] Hey, guys, I found Patrick's trail!
  • [SpongeBob finds a rock with white frosting on it and touches it. Bubble Bass tastes his finger.]
  • Bubble Bass: Hm. That cake is five, maybe ten minutes ahead of us.
  • SpongeBob: Cake? Don't you mean Patrick?
  • Bubble Bass: You have your priorities. I have mine.
  • Kevin: We'll never find him in this wilderness!
  • Bubble Bass: If you want to find Patrick, you have to think like a Patrick.
  • Sandy: Uh, does Patrick even think?
  • Bubble Bass: Precisely. Follow my lead. [acts stupid] Doy! Duh, ugh, dee, doy.
  • Kevin: [imitates Bubble bass's walk] Duh, duh, duh.
  • SpongeBob and Sandy: [shrugs, then does a silly walk] Doy, duh, doy, duh, duh!
  • [Elsewhere in the forest, Patrick is walking the same way.]
  • Patrick: Uh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh.
  • [Patrick walks off a cliff and hangs in mid-air.]
  • Patrick: Oh, I need to get my bearings. [looks up] The sun is up there, [looks down] and the river is down there. I know where I am! I'm in-between!
  • SpongeBob: [gasps] Patrick!
  • Patrick: Oh, huh?
  • Sandy, Kevin, and Bubble Bass: Cake!
  • Patrick: Huh?
  • Cakey: It's them! I suggest we observe gravity and fall!
  • [Patrick falls. Everyone else leans over the cliff.]
  • Bubble Bass: [gasps and reaches out] No!
  • Patrick: What do we do now? They're not gonna stop until they get a taste of you, my delicious friend.
  • Cakey: Then we must take the offensive.
  • Patrick: Great! Squidward always says I'm offensive. [farts]
  • [At night, SpongeBob, Bubble Bass, Sandy, and Kevin are around a campfire in the woods.]
  • SpongeBob: Oh, I'm worried about Patrick.
  • Bubble Bass: I'm worried about the cake.
  • SpongeBob: What if something happened!?
  • Kevin: Yeah, like the frosting gets a cut.
  • Sandy: And the jelly filling bleeds out!
  • [Rustling sounds are heard in the woods. The campers are scared.]
  • Kevin: What was that!?
  • [Patrick repeatedly appears in different places as the campers nervously look around. They do not see him. Frosting drips on SpongeBob.]
  • SpongeBob: Hey, guys...
  • Bubble Bass: [eats it] Uh, ah. Frosting.
  • [Patrick yells and comes down tied to a vine, but goes through the campfire instead.]
  • Patrick: I've come here to kick butt and save cake!
  • [He lands and sees his butt on fire. It extinguishes and shows a bone sticking out.]
  • Patrick: And I'm all out of butt.
  • Bubble Bass: Just give us the cake, you pink plonker!
  • Patrick: You cake crooks will never leave here! I've rigged booby traps all around you! [laughs]
  • [Patrick falls on a log that catapults other logs onto his head. He gets launched into a vine snare, wraps around a piece of coral, and slams into a tree. He gets flattened between logs, inflates himself with his thumb, and goes through a narrow log.]
  • Patrick: Sorry! Pardon me!
  • [Patrick gets pulled through a sea bunny's tree. He comes out through the top. The vine pulls him around and into an urchin nest. He spits some out. He crashes into a sea bunny about to eat a carrot, then crashes into a tree and lands. He dusts himself off, but notices that he is standing on a hole and falls. He sees a vine and pulls it, only to cause a rockslide. He is crushed by the rocks.]
  • Sandy: Hey.
  • Patrick: [weakly] Ready to give up?
  • Sandy: Yeah. [chuckles] I think we've had enough.
  • SpongeBob: You okay, buddy?
  • Kevin: [jumps down from a tree with the cake] I found it! I found the cake!
  • Sandy: Let's eat!
  • Bubble Bass: Yes! To the victors go the spoils!
  • [They run over SpongeBob. The cake is covered in dirt and pinecones.]
  • Bubble Bass: [disgusted] Spoils is right. On second thought... [vomits]
  • Kevin: Maybe we shouldn't...
  • Sandy: Uh, fill up on sweets.
  • [SpongeBob helps Patrick out of the hole with a vine.]
  • Patrick: Oh, Cakey! Cakey! [takes Cakey] Oh, Cakey, did they hurt you? [shouts to them] Cannibals!
  • Sandy: Yeah. I guess we lost our heads.
  • Bubble Bass: And our appetites. [retches]
  • [Kevin, Sandy, and Bubble Bass go back to camp. SpongeBob calls out to Patrick.]
  • SpongeBob: Hey, buddy, well, aren't you and Cakey coming back to camp with us?
  • Patrick: [looks at Cakey] Um, okay.
  • Cakey: Uh, hang on, Patrick. I believe we were both being selfish. I know you were happy to keep me all to yourself, and I did love being with you, but...
  • [Cakey continues talking. The camera zooms out. A girl camper leans to SpongeBob.]
  • Girl camper: What's he doing with that cake?
  • SpongeBob: [shrugs, unsure noise]
  • Cakey: But I was born to be eaten and enjoyed by many, so I'd like you to do something good. I want you to share me with everyone.
  • Patrick: [choking up] What? ...Oh.
  • Cakey: We'll always have Kamp Koral.
  • Patrick: [hugs Cakey] We'll always have Kamp Koral. [suddenly] Hey, guys, want some cake!?
  • Kevin: Uh, no, no, no, that's okay.
  • [Patrick shoves the cake in Kevin's mouth.]
  • Patrick: Enjoy!
  • Kevin: Blecch!
  • [Patrick shoves the cake in Bubble Bass's mouth.]
  • Bubble Bass: [retches] So dirty, but so sweet.
  • [Patrick runs through the camp, throwing bits of cake at various campers.]
  • Patrick: I'm sharing! I'm doing something good! I'm doing something good!
  • [Harvey runs away from Patrick and trips. Patrick leans over him, smiling ominously.]
  • Patrick: I'm being unselfish.
  • [He shoves the cake in Harvey's mouth and hits him with it. The mailman returns.]
  • Mailman: Hey, kid, oh, boy, am I glad I caught you. And you still have that cake!
  • Patrick: I'm sharing. Want some, mister?
  • Mailman: [collects cake] No, that cake wasn't for you. It's for the president. [takes out another box] Here you go. This one's for you.
  • Patrick: Ooh!
  • [Patrick opens the box. It contains a talking blueberry pie.]
  • Pie: Well, are you gonna eat me or what?
  • Patrick: [takes out pie] You've got some attitude, Mrs. Pie.
  • Pie: Of course, I'm crusty! [laughs]
  • Patrick: [laughs] I don't get it.