Original subtitles

Sa.

It's once upon a time long, long ago.

Once upon a time.

Oh, come.

On.

Once upon a time, long, long ago, one unlucky sailor fell under an ancient,

wicked curse.

And thusly, he became known as the dreaded Flying Dutchman.

Legend has it the only way to lift his curse is through the pure heart of an

innocent. Henceforth, the Flying Dutchman is doomed to wander the seas in

search of this magical soul.

A precious youth with an innocent mind.

Will he find this soul? Does such a soul even exist?

Good morning.

This is rocket fuel, Randy.

I'm BKNI101, and I got the jet fuel to get you rockin'.

Are you ready to get the day started? I'm ready.

Big things are happening today.

Today's the day.

I just know it.

Things feel different.

My whole life is about to change.

I know I said that yesterday, Gary, and the day before, and a bunch of days

before that, but today is different.

Big things in store.

Well, what's it say, Gary? Meow.

What? That can't be.

Gary. What's it really say, Gary?

Whoa. Do you know what this means? For the last time, we are not rehoming

you. No, this means I'm exactly 36 clams high.

I know it doesn't seem like much, Gary, but that half a clam I grew changes

everything. That's right, garylicious.

Everyone's gonna look at me in a brand new way.

Big guy, big guy, big, big guy, big guy.

Cause now I'm a Big Guy SpongeBob Big Guy Pants okay.

Big things about to happen a day I woke up feeling a brand new way Big guy,

big guy, big guy, Big guy pants okay.

Tight.

Spongebob Big guy pants okay.

Big guy Ain't a jellyfish but I'm the cat Feel like that fish so I'm pumping

my chest Big guy.

Well, catch you later, Gab bear.

I'm off to do some important stuff that only big guys like me are allowed to

do. We're gonna need a bigger doorway.

Morning, Squidward.

Wanna hear my big news? Oh, sure.

Let me go mark some time on my calendar.

Great. Let me know when.

Good morning, Patrick.

Good morning.

Who are you? Patrick, it's me.

Grandma, you're upside down.

No, Patrick, it's me, SpongeBob.

You can't be SpongeBob.

He's far more diminutive.

He's what? Of reduced stature, Coming in vertically challenged.

Say what? Now he's shorter.

Patrick. I can't believe all I do is grow half a barnacle overnight.

Now I'm 36 clams tall and you don't even recognize your best friend.

Did you say you're 36 clams tall? Yes.

You're a big guy.

Now this guy's a big guy.

So big.

Really big.

Big, big, big guy, guy, guy, big, big, big guy, guy, guy, big, big, big guy,

Guy, guy.

Look out everyone.

Really big.

Really guy.

Hey, Sandy.

Notice anything different about me? Howdy, SpongeBob.

Did you get a new pair of shoes? Ouch.

Hi, Plankton.

Watch where you're going, you big dummy.

Oh, thanks for noticing.

Wait, no.

Patrick, I've never felt so respected before.

Get used to it, buddy.

Do you know what the best part of being a big guy is? What is it, Patrick?

No, I'm asking.

It means I finally get to do what every little guy dreams of doing when they

grow up.

You don't mean.

That's right.

Ride the big guy roller coaster at Captain Foodybeard's Fun Park.

Woohoo. This calls for an extra special bubble blow.

Two Captain Cody beards.

Give me a big big.

Give me a guy.

What does that smell? 36 clubs high.

Don't waste my time, squirt.

Next.

Ugh. You again.

Congratulations, Patrick.

It's a facial.

Don't make me call security,

Sam.

Patrick, Wait a minute.

Huh? What's the matter? I thought you were a big guy.

I am.

I mean, I am.

I just promised someone else that I'd ride with them, that's all.

Oh yeah? Who The.

The pretty guy too? I.

Mr. Krabs.

Oh, that makes sense.

Phew. Let's go get him.

Sorry, coming through.

So, Mr.

Krabs, it's time to ride the shipwreck.

What are you talking about, Patrick? The roller coaster.

Get your head in the game.

Remember that big terrifying roller coaster? Nope.

We had a deal to ride it together.

Nope. So I couldn't ride it if you were too busy to ride it with me.

Shipwreck. Hmm? Hmm? Oh, right.

Our old roller coaster deal.

Of course.

Yeah, but we can't get go today, lad.

Things are too busy around here.

Oh, Hear that, Patrick? Mr.

Shipwreck. Thanks for covering for me, Mr.

Krabs. I don't know why I got so scared when I saw that roller coaster.

I thought I was big enough.

Just cuz you're taller don't mean you're a big guy.

It doesn't? Big guys are rough and tumble.

They don't blow bubbles.

I guess not being scared of roller coasters ain't nothing to be ashamed of.

Glad you understand.

You must have been scared of roller coasters.

Too. When you were my age.

Well, I wouldn't really.

You were probably hiding under the bed kind of scared, weren't you? Well,

yeah. Maybe even crying for mama kind of scared.

I wasn't crying for mama.

Poopy pee pee in my pantsy kind of scared.

Am I right? Get it straight, SpongeBob.

My pants were clean.

Cause nothing ever scared me and nothing ever will.

But didn't you say being scared wasn't anything to be ashamed of? It ain't

for you.

But I'm different.

I wasn't blowing bubbles at your age.

I was risking me life for the high seas.

I ate danger for breakfast, peril for lunch and adventure for dinner.

Really? That's right.

I was in command of me own vessel that sailed many a dangerous mile.

Tell me about your greatest adventure.

What if I told you I sailed with the Flying Dutchman himself? The Flying

Dutchman? The most pants wettingly scariest ghost to ever roam the high

seas. Oh, my lucky brick.

Aye. Like many a young sailor before me, I longed for adventure.

And that's when the Dutchman's hornpipe appeared.

I summoned a cursed pirate and journeyed with him to the deepest part of the

sea. A nightmare realm called the Underworld.

It was filled with ghostly pirates, haunted hurricanes, terrifying monsters.

I faced them all with steel in me backbone and a cutler's enemy club.

Yeah. It was the greatest adventure of Milani.

Wow. You're almost like a real swashbuckler.

Almost? I am a real swashbuckler.

How do you think I earned this baby? What is that? It's a swashbuckler

certificate. It means I prove my bravery, courageousness, daring, panache,

gut secret, muxy and intestinal fortitude.

Well, that's it.

I'd be a big guy if I could earn my swashbuckler certificate and you could

teach me.

Teach you to be a swashbuckler? I don't mean to laugh in your face, but

you're too scared to even ride a roller coaster.

I can do it.

I want to be a brave swashbuckler like you.

I'm ready, SpongeBob.

You're just a bubble blowing baby boy who's not ready.

But, but, but.

Butt surfer toilets.

Speaking of which, the heads need swabbing, so git.

And no more talk about being a swashbuckler.

Aw, you're not ready.

Not ready.

Not ready.

Not ready.

Not ready.

Not ready.

Not ready.

Bravery. Courage.

I gotta learn this stuff if I'm gonna prove myself to Mr.

Krabs. You got this, SpongeBob.

And what else did he say I needed daring? Oh, right.

Daring guts.

Definitely need those.

Moxie. Intestinal form.

Okay, okay, slow down.

You spelled fortitude wrong.

It's F O R T I T U D E.

Mr. Krabs.

Certificate. Why do you have this? I always read in the bathroom.

I know I can do this.

I just need a chance to prove it.

Well, that's weird.

Weird, weird.

Oh, shrimp.

That's a dividend.

Mr. Krabs won't like that.

We gotta get it right.

I'm not going in there.

Yeah, you'd have to be pretty brave to go in there, eh? Wait a minute.

Patrick. This is it.

It is.

Destiny is squeezing my buns.

Do you feel it? Yeah.

This vent is just what I need to start earning my swashbuckler certificate.

You mean the one we lost? Oh, yes, that one.

But also the one I'm gonna earn.

We lost two of them down there.

The hero's journey starts with one squish.

Right behind you.

Okay. Job.

Ooh. Side adventure.

Left or right? Definitely left.

This must lead to the basement.

This must go deeper than a basement.

What? Where am I?

This must be Mr.

Krab's swashbuckler sanctum.

Oh, look at that.

So who's a bubble blowing baby boy now, huh? Free.

Oh, who am I kidding? I'll never be a swashbuckler.

Huh?

Mysterious glow, part two.

Whoa. This must be the hornpipe Mr.

Krabs took from the Flying Dutchman.

If a swashbuckler ye want to be, blow this horn and ye shall see.

Patrick, I'm feeling destiny again.

Still nothing.

But don't let me slow you down.

That sounds like.

Oh, no.

Get out of there.

Have fun.

You dropped your lucky brick.

I don't have a lucky brick.

Defeat. You sea drinking pollywog.

You're in the company of the Flying Dutchman.

Who blew my hornpipe? I did.

I'm coming.

Weird place for a painting.

Move it, Squidward.

Let me take a look at you.

Spit shine shoes.

Long socks, Short pants, Empty middle distance stare.

Tell me, Lally, can you blow a bubble?

Why, you're the very swab I've been looking for.

Ha ha.

Really? You look like the kind of strapping young bubble blowing fella who

wants nay needs a chance to prove his mettle.

He was just saying that in the bathroom.

Quiet. You don't matter.

Very good.

That's why I blew the horn.

Mr. Duckman, sir, I need to prove I'm a big guy by earning my swashbuckler

certificate. Well, I'm here to offer you A once in a lifetime opportunity to

prove your worth in the underworld.

Just like Mr.

Krabs. Aw, but he doesn't think I'm ready for that kind of thing.

Well, maybe he's right.

You might not be ready for swashbuckling.

Swashbuckling. Swashbuckling.

Swashbuckling.

Then it's a deal? The Dutchman's deal.

Stupid passcode.

4, 15, 8.

Permission to come aboard, sir.

Granted, shipmate.

Me too.

Only if you put on some pants.

What else? No, pupa.

Skin

me. Welcome aboard.

Bless these long eyes.

Come on.

Right this way.

The Accordance.

I'm gonna be a swashbuckler.

What do you think, Captain? Pure heart, innocent mind.

Desperate to be a big guy.

He's perfect.

Ahoy, Crabs.

Long time no see.

Please don't take spongebob.

You'll never see him again.

He's the key to unlocking my curse.

SpongeBob,

Sit up your trousers.

Me parties.

A trip to the Underworld is not of a faint of heart.

Oh, Squidward, what are we going to do? Sorry, I don't speak do all me

blustered and bragging.

Filling that boy's head with adventure.

I drove him right into the tender mercies of that monster, the Flying

Dutchman. Look, Eugene, you can't blame yourself, Mr.

Krabs. Say what? Call me Mr.

Krabs. Okay, look, Mr.

Krabs. There you go.

You know what? It is your fault.

You're right, Squidward.

Which is why we gotta go save him.

Hold it.

You don't think I'm actually participating in this fool's errand, do you? I

know you are.

Because if you don't, I'll demote you to Fry cook permanently.

But the grease inflames my acne.

So, just the two of them? Us against the Dutchman? Huh? There's three in

this crew, Mr.

Squidward. Why was I worried? Nice to see me old gear still fit, eh?

What the.

Huh? H.

Not bad.

And to get us there in style.

Say hello to a noble vessel, the Petty Blaster.

Hey, we might actually be safe on this adventure.

Driving a Winnebago? We can't lose in a Winnebago, Mr.

Squidward. Hilarious, quack.

Hilarious. Do you even know how to find SpongeBob? Hey, Squidward.

But it won't be easy.

The Dutchman's taken SpongeBob to the deepest, most dangerous part of the

sea. A realm of dark magic called the Underworld.

Underwear? Underwear.

Well, how do we get there? First, we've got to find the magical portal, then

navigate the Slime river through Unimaginable terrors.

And if we survive, this is where we find spongebob.

Challenge Cove.

That's where the Dutchman can use spongebob to break his curse.

And if we don't get down there in time to stop him, our favorite fry cook is

doomed. Now saddle up.

We got no time to waste.

Fullness. Grozier.

That farther than I thought we'd get.

The clutch game.

Welcome to the Underworld.

Huh?

Maybe I'm not ready for this place.

Ah, yes, the Underworld can be terrifying to most.

But not to a brave big guy like yourself.

You think I'm brave? Aye.

You laugh at danger.

I mean, you can do better than that.

I can't hear you.

Don't worry, Patrick.

We laugh at danger.

Incoming.

You were right, Dutchman.

I'm not afraid of the underworld.

Glad to hear it, lad.

I'm not afraid either.

Who cares? Spongebob, I want you to think of me as your swashbuckling guru

and your friend.

Look. More danger.

Captain, this lubber is a complete barnacle brain.

Are you sure he.

He's the one? True.

He don't have physical prowess or pirating ability.

But the boy's got the very thing we need.

Staggering stupidity.

He won't figure out the truth until it's way too late.

When we finally break my curse.

Break your curse? My curse.

Your curse.

What are we laughing about? Nothing, lad.

According to the map, the gates to the underworld lie in the most horrible

place imaginable.

Bikini bottom, high I.

Dangerous waters.

Ew. Nice ride, losers.

See what I mean?

Right? Take a ride.

Is that squidward tentacles? Coach tuna.

You still owe me lapse.

You.

We're close.

I can smell it.

Me too.

Are you Davey? No, man, I'm Phil.

Davey's over there.

D she blows.

Davy Jones locker.

The entrance to the underworld.

You gotta dress the part.

Now step out, lad.

Let's get a look at ya.

Are you sure this is a swashbuckler outfit? Absolutely.

Standard issue.

Really? That safety suit should keep him alive long enough to break my

curse. Your curse? Come on, Bob, read the room.

Hold it.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

This is all wrong.

Let's find something else.

Wait. Mind your business.

Fashion show.

This feels much better.

I don't think that's quite right, lad.

I agree.

Dutchy. It.

Pink guy's driving me nuts.

He's distracting the fool.

Their friendship is a problem.

That's why we work so well together.

Barb, we've never been friends.

Exactly. I.

Wait. What? We'll have to take care of that one.

Land ho.

Whoa. Whoa.

We've arrived at Challenge Cove, the place where you'll finally become a

swashbuckler.

Are you sure about this? Don't worry, Mr.

Squidward. I've got everything under control.

These creatures look friendly enough.

Huh?

That was the scariest thing I ever saw.

Till I saw that.

Here's an idea.

We go home and you hire a new fry.

What do you think, Gary?

Spongebob's first Krusty Krab ID card.

Look at him.

So yellow.

That answers that.

Is that where we have to go? Aye.

To succeed, you must reach that X.

And then I'll get my certificate? Right after you make it up to the the next

X. And then up to that one, and up to the next one.

And then up again and up there.

How high do I have to go? To the top, lad.

If you make it there and blow that hornpipe, boy, you make out a

swashbuckler. Mr.

Krabs will be so proud.

If I can do it.

Oh, it'll be easy.

We'll get through these challenges together.

Starting with the Intestinal Fortitude.

To begin, we'll walk that path until we.

Not so fast.

You said we have to walk this path, but this is clearly a road.

You're right, Patrick.

It is a road.

I know.

Tartar sauce.

Now what are we gonna do? I know.

What difference does it make? You say road, I say path.

I say potato.

You say potahto.

No, I don't.

I say string cheese.

String cheese.

String cheese.

String cheese.

A road of string cheese.

String cheese Road.

String cheese expressway.

String cheese castle.

I can't take it.

Mom, no.

Killing him might tip him off.

What do you say we go beat these challenges, road or no road? Wait.

Watch out for the skeleton guardians.

What? Watch out for the.

Watch out for the wa.

Oof. Not sure what that means.

Plus, it's hard to hear with all the sounds.

Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it's not that important.

Patrick, I think these are the guys who are gonna fortify our intestines.

Yay. We gotta reach that nitwit before he gets killed.

Desperately trying, sir.

What do you think? Path or road?

Can someone hand me my eyebrows? Short play, huh? I think my skills will

satisfy. Dodge.

Hurry. Thrust.

Plie.

What if Mr.

Krabs was right? Then I am just a bubble blowing baby.

Boy, that wouldn't be good.

Now, Magic.

What are we gonna do? It'll roll.

You're asking the Wrong question, lad.

Mr. Krabs, if you want to get out of this Pickle, you're gonna have to start

acting like a rough and tumble swashbuckler.

Well, how do I do that? You start by asking the right question.

It's not what are we gonna do? It's what would I do? What would I do? Huh?

No, no, no.

Me. What would me do? Not you, me.

Mr. Krabs.

What would I do? Oh, that makes way more sense.

So how does it.

Does this end or wake up Patrick? Maybe if we act like Mr.

Krabs, we can make through this.

Why didn't I think of that? Because you're not a swashbuckler certificate

recipient in the aspon.

Sorry, sir, I don't.

Wait. Hey, look at me.

Arg. I know.

Bubble blower.

I'm a rough and tumble swashbuckler.

Rough and tumble as the day is long.

They don't come as rough and tumble as me.

Rough and tumble, tumble and.

Look at me.

Rubble and tumble.

Spongebob, these look like our intestines.

And they're fortified.

This means I passed the first challenge.

Look at my wiggle.

Look at him wiggle.

Wobble peekaboo hair.

You do.

What are those idiots doing?

What is happening?

I don't know how he did it, Barb.

That fool must really be the one.

I think you're right, sir.

Look,

Spider bob.

You know what that means, Mr.

Krabs. I'm in deep shrimp.

Spongebob,

On to challenge number two.

Shiloh. Bad news, sir.

Krabs is following us.

What? No, no, no.

If he catches up, he'll tell SpongeBob the truth and ruin everything.

Oh, Bob, it's been so long and I'm so close.

I wouldn't worry about Krabs, sir.

He ain't gonna last long in the underworld.

Huh? Where's that music coming from? Not bad.

Greetings, travelers.

Come play with us.

Come play.

Cover your ears, Squidward.

Those are sirens tempting us into a smooth jazz trap.

Later, losers.

Squidward, we gotta save SpongeBob.

Up.

There's no time for a solo.

There's always time for a solo.

Ow.

Well, music lovers, what do you think? Now we gotta save that good friend of

an easy listening layabout.

There's got to be something in here that'll help.

Squidward.

Huh? Better hurry up, or instead of being a big guy, I'll be a dead guy.

Baby, just.

No. No antiseptic.

No. We're done.

No christmas.

No.

Oh, no, you don't.

Oh,

No more wasted time.

Squidward, we might already be too late.

You know, I think we cracked the code to these Challenges.

All I gotta do is keep acting like Mr.

Krabs, and I'll be swashbuckling in no time.

To Mr.

Krabs. Big guys.

Oh, what are they doing now? You can celebrate later, lad.

Let's head to the next challenge.

Spongebob,

his pink friend is slowing us down.

Oh, just give me five minutes with him, sir.

I'll explain how we do things around here.

Okay, chill out, Bob.

I have a better idea.

Spongebob, swashbucklers don't spend their time seahorsing around.

Really? What's the swashbuckling stance on giggling? Not good.

What about butt wiggling? Maybe you don't want this bad enough, SpongeBob.

That's not true.

I want to be a big guy more than anything.

Well, if you want to be someone big, you're gonna have to leave some of your

small ways behind.

Oh, okay.

No more seahorsing around.

Smart lad.

Now let's get you to challenge number two.

Welcome to the Underworld for what promises to be an exciting contest.

We're just moments away from challenge number two.

Tell me, Barb, will it be even more difficult than the last challenge? Yeah.

Yes. There's no telling what's lurking along that path to the platform.

It could be a charging gore clam.

Or a terrifying jelly hook.

Opens it up.

My third grade math teacher.

She scares the heck out of me.

Know what I'm saying? You're on my foot.

Let's meet our challenger.

Standing at a full 36 clams high, inhaling all the way from bikini Bottom,

my best friend, Spongebird Squisharts.

This bubble blower has got a lot to prove if he ever wants to show the world

he's a swashbuckler.

Challenge number two won't be easy.

But I believe in you, big guy.

Now go get him.

Big guy.

Big guy.

Big guy.

Big guy.

Big guy.

Big guy.

Big.

Yikes.

Okay, squarepants, you can do this.

What would I do.

Here?

Ooh, you're lucky.

Brick.

It.

We interrupt this movie for an important message from Paramount Studios.

This picture's gone completely off the rails.

The only thing that can save it is some serious star power.

Get sandy cheeks in this movie, pronto.

Howdy do, SpongeBob?

That's not what I meant.

Who is it? Hey.

Get out of here.

Get out.

Boy, if only Mr.

Krabs could see me now.

He'd finally see what I've been seeing all along.

A splotchbuckler in the making.

Really? Really.

But remember, if you wanna become a true big guy, you have to stay Focused.

Got it.

Focused. Bubble break.

You had me at bubble.

Let's do a triple dog backslash.

Wand grabber, Winana slap twist, blister.

Huh? Yeah.

Yeah, it sounds fun, Patrick, but maybe we shouldn't do this anymore.

What? Well, it's just, you know, I have this other thing I'm doing.

You mean you don't want to blow bubbles with me?

I really want to, but that's okay.

It's just that I should.

No, it's fine, Pat.

I'm not crying.

It's just raining on my face.

Ah, don't worry about your friend.

You can make it up to him.

Once you're a swashbuckler.

Well, I, I guess.

Good lad.

Just keep your eyes on the prize.

Come on.

Almost there.

You're pushing this tub way too hard.

We can't stop until we reach spongebob.

Can't stop.

Won't stop.

No stop.

We stopped.

Oh, I'm so sorry, me boy.

Why didn't I just show you how to be a Spashbuggler with your ass to.

You never told me how much you cared.

I couldn't.

Emotions that are emotional are hard for me.

Well, it doesn't matter now.

What? You're stuck.

So I'm doomed.

Goodbye. Quick.

We gotta fix this camper.

We gotta fix it.

Oh, sure.

Let's go pop into an auto parts store and get what we need, huh? Good eye,

Gary. Does this seem a little convenient? Nonsense.

These big box stores are everywhere.

Spare tire, exhaust pipe, tire iron, and oil.

Oil? Oil.

Where's the oil? Just ask somebody.

Hello. We need some oil over here.

Hello. Hello there is everybody.

Hello. That might be our cue to go.

There's someone's shoe.

And there's the other one.

What kind of big box store is this?

I see the exit.

What's the plan, Mr.

Krab? He looks hungry.

And it's getting closer.

Say the word.

Anytime now.

Sooner the better.

Really?

Hey, I found the oil.

Bye bye, krabby.

Barb, what do you do when your best friend doesn't want to blow bubbles

anymore? Well, I, I.

Thanks. Makes a lot of sense.

This is it, lad.

The last challenge.

Finish this and you become a swashbuckler.

Land. Do it.

Daring, bravery, Courageousness.

Panache, guts, grit, moxie and intestinal fortitude.

You did them all.

I knew you were special, lady.

Look at that.

Inside those doors, you'll stand at the altar, blow the hornpipe, and a

swashbuckler you'll become.

And once I get my certificate, Mr.

Krabs will finally see that I'M a big guy, Ben.

I can do what every little guy dreams of doing when he grows up.

Ride that big guy roller coaster.

Yes, yes.

Roller coaster.

Wait, you mean your dream is to ride a roller coaster? Well, of course.

We all have dreams.

What's yours? Well, I dream of a wonderful world above the waves.

Where the sun shines in your face and the wind blows through your hair.

What's this magical place called? Santa Monica.

Oh, look at me, chattering like a cabin boy.

Let's get going.

Stop right there.

Good thing this bird is allergic to shellfish.

Mr. Krabsauce.

Are you okay, boyo? Did you get hurt at all? Any bumps, bruises? Scratches?

I'm so glad we found you.

Who's we? Me, Squidward and Gary.

We're here to rescue you from him.

Well, well.

Now hold on, Krabs.

Oh, I'm not in any danger.

The Flying Dutchman's been helping me become a swashbuckler just like you.

Well, you see, I.

You want to tell him or should I? Tell me what? It's about me past, lad.

They embellished a few of the finer details.

I did spend me youth at sea, but I wasn't the captain.

Wait a minute.

You were a fry cook? Aye.

And like you, I dreamed of being a swashbuckler.

But nobody believed in me.

They said I was a bubble blowing baby boy.

I was so ashamed.

And that's when something called out to me.

It was the Dutchman's hornpipe.

That dirty deceiver promised to make me a swashbuckler and lured me to the

underworld. But I froze when I saw that terrifying place.

The underworld shivered me timbers and I ran home tail between me legs.

I had many adventures at Seaboy, but I never did become a swashbuckler.

But what about the swashbuckler certificate? Well, about that.

I've been battling the horrors of the underworld for a kids venue.

I thought it looked familiar.

I'm sorry I lied, lad.

I just couldn't bear for you to know I was a coward.

But I'm telling you the truth now.

The Dutchman is tricking you.

No, he's not.

He's just helping me become a swashbuckler.

I thought you'd be proud of me.

Instead you're treating me like I'm still just a bubble blower.

That's right.

Krabs has never believed in you.

Come with me and blow that hornpipe.

Show em you're a real swashbuckler.

The biggest of the big guys.

I'm ready.

No. Spongebob wait.

Hurry, lad.

On the pedestal.

Don't do it.

You'll see, Mr.

Krabs. I'm going to be a big guy.

No, no, no, no.

Come on now.

Hu.

Too late.

Got you,

Swashbuckler shine.

It's not swashbuckler shine.

Yeah, no, it ain't.

My curse is lifted.

What? I tricked you.

Oh, you're such a big guy.

Ready to be a swashbuckler? It's all been a big lie and you fell for.

Oh, no.

Hang on to your square, Dariel.

Guess who's cursed now.

All hail the new fly Bob Dutch pants.

Oh, Mr.

Krabs. You were right about him, Mr.

Krabs. Looks like you got a little Dutchman on you too.

It's a double Dutchman, sir.

You tricked me.

You wanted to be a big guy SWAT swashbuckler, didn't you? So what are you

complaining about? You should be thanking me.

No, please, Mr.

Dutchman, sir.

I changed my mind.

I don't want to be a swashbuckler anymore.

Oh, don't fret, sailor.

All you need to do is find someone to trick into trading places with you.

It only took me, let's see, 500 years.

Oh,

now I finally get to go home.

Yep. We gotta run.

Wait. Aren't you taking me? Why would I do that? I don't need you anymore.

What have I done? It's not your fault, lady.

It was my lion that led you here.

And now we're cursed to be ghosts forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. Forever.

Forever. One more forever ghost.

Captain's log, Tuesday the 4732nd in the month of Forever.

In the year of eternity.

I had it all.

Good job.

Great friends.

I should have stayed a bubble blower.

She'll always be a bubble blower to me.

I'm sorry, Patrick.

I can't believe what a jerk I was.

Can you ever forgive me?

Oh, there's gotta be something we can do.

I'm afraid there's nothing we can do.

You made a deal with the Dutchman.

It's hopeless.

Oh, no, Bart.

We're not letting that son of a perch win yet.

I've read the Dutchman's deal and I know what's in the fine print.

Pursuant to the provisions outlined in the official Pirate curse rule book

of 15, it is hereby stipulated that the recipient of an officially

designated curse is afforded the chance to rectify, nullify all babes and

burns through demolition.

It done so within Tomorrow, and so on until forth.

And it's of course, break the horn before sunset and you'll reverse the

curse. How'd you understand that? I don't know.

Oh. But the pirate formerly known as the Flying Dutchman took it to the

surface. The surface? I can get us there.

Remember, you can only go to the surface this one time.

When the sun sets, the curse is permanent.

I told you, I don't know.

Bye, everybody.

How big? Not forever.

Bye, SpongeBob.

You know, for a doofus, you've got a pretty good head on your shoulders.

What? Where? Get it off.

Get it off.

Get it off.

Come on, I'll give you guys a ride home.

Remember, boyo, break the hornpipe and reverse the curse.

Right. Break the pipe, reverse the curse.

Break dip pipe.

Reverse that curse.

Reverse that curse.

Freak it.

Break it.

Reverse it.

Reverse it.

Break that curse.

We made it.

Oh, but it's so big up here.

The Dutchman could be anywhere.

Well, we better find him quick.

There's no telling what trouble that cut throat pirate will cause.

Guys,

I'm here, surface world, and I am ready to party.

It.

Santa monica paradise.

Break, break.

There. Pipe.

Reverse. Back.

You. Great.

Grab the horn pipe.

No. What are you doing here? I serve my time as Dutchman, and I'm not going

back. You will if we break that hornpipe.

Well, then I'll just have to take it to the one place you'll never go.

Oh, no.

A roller coaster? Why did it have to be a roller coaster? Come on,

SpongeBob, we gotta stop him.

Hey, there he is.

Dude, no cuts.

All right, Sorry.

30 minutes later.

Next. See, at sunset, after those tasty white legs.

He's getting away.

Jump. Yeah.

Made it.

Oh, no.

I'm on roller coaster.

You gotta be kidding me.

Hold on, SpongeBob.

Skinny dance.

I gotta get off this thing.

No, SpongeBob, what you gotta do is stay on this thing and get that

hornpipe. How am I gonna do that? You start by asking the right question.

What would you do? What would you do? No, not me.

Look, you, SpongeBob, what would you do, huh? How's that gonna help? You

said it yourself.

I'm not a big guy.

I'm just a bubble blower.

Well, I was wrong about bubble blowers, okay? They got more panetta, Scots

grit, moxie and intestinal fortitude than any swashbuckler I ever met.

Spongebob, big guys aren't rough and tumble.

They're smart and loving and brave and playful and just fun.

Are you talking about me, Mr.

Krabs? Of course I am.

And you're the only one who can break our curse.

So ask yourself.

What. What would you do? Well, I'd blow a bubble.

Then get blowing, you bubble blowing big baby guy.

That sun's about to set.

Don't look down, bubble boy.

I'm coming for you, assistant Little barnacle.

Give me that wiener.

10 o'.

Clock.

I got you, man.

Nice catch, Mr.

Cat. Now let's go get that hornpipe.

Miss me? I came here to do two things.

Kick butt and blow bubbles.

Looks like I'm all out of buck.

Hey, what are you doing? Cut it out.

Get back.

Seriously? Blowing a bubble was your big plan, baby boy?

Huh?

Oh, the poor boy.

He's lost his mind.

I'm fine, Mr.

Krabs. It just tickles my belly.

Ain't you scared? No, it's really fun.

It doesn't even matter.

Once the sun sets.

I win.

Mr. Krabs, look.

Eat your bubble.

Hey, Dutchman, what happens again when the sun sets? I win.

I win.

I win.

My horn pipe.

Fish sticks.

A fast barb.

No hard feelings about leaving you behind.

What say we pick up where we left off? Well, not exactly where we left off.

No. Outdone by a bubble blower.

For proving his silliness, good nature, gaiety, merriment, sense of humor,

high spirits and bubble blowing ability, it is my great honor to present

SpongeBob SquarePants with the official Big Guy certificate.

Uh, is this where I order? Wow, It's.

It's beautiful.

And to honor our beloved fry cook, all Krabby patties are full price.

Wait a second.

Thank you, Mr.

Krabby. But I have to say, I couldn't have done it without my best bubble

blowing buddy in the whole wide world.

Congratulations, Patrick.

Your name is Patrick too.

I think he means you.

This award is half yours.

Yay. Here's your half.

I win.

I'd also like to thank someone very special to me.

My boss, my mentor, and most of all, my friend, Mr.

Krabs. Oh, SpongeBob.

This calls for an extra special bubble blow.

Bikini bottom bubble hug.

Is this really necessary? You're right, Gary.

It does feel like something's missing.

Can't believe they forgot me.

While he's digging for the.

Who do you think you are?

Big guy, Big guy, Big Big guy, big guy.

SpongeBob big guy pants.

Okay. SpongeBob.

Big guy pants.

Okay. Big guy, Big guy, big Big guy, big guy.

SpongeBob. Big guy pants.

Okay, SpongeBob.

Big guy pants.

Okay. Off the wake up I'm feeling my best I bend over I do my little stretch

Ain't a jellyfish but I'm the catch Feel like that fish so I'm pumping my

chest I blow bubbles so big like Mrs.

Puff I be locked in like no, this isn't luck eating fancy like no, this

isn't Chump my bestie like everything Big guy, big Big guy, big guy

SpongeBob Big guy pants okay SpongeBob Big guy pants okay Big guy, Big guy,

big Big guy, big guy SpongeBob Big guy pants okay SpongeBob Big guy pants

okay Big things about to happen a day I woke up feeling a brand new way this

in the world in a brand new way SpongeBob Big Guy Pants okay Tight fit,

square hips Doing a dance in my big guy pants that is the top of the list I

am and on my they came fresh out of clamp Big guy, big guy, big Big guy, big

guy SpongeBob Big guy pants okay SpongeBob Big guy pants okay Big guy, big

guy, big Big guy, big guy SpongeBob Big guy pants okay SpongeBob Big guy

pants okay Hope the wake up I'm feeling my best Big things about happen a

day I bend over, I do my little stretch I woke up feeling a brand new wig

Ain't a jellyfish but I'm the catching the world in a brand new way Feel

like the official I'm pumping my chest spongebob Big guy pants okay Big guy,

Big guy, Big guy, big Big guy, big guy SpongeBob Big guy pants okay

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