Original subtitles

- Are you ready, kids?

all: Aye, aye, Captain!

- I can't hear you.

all: Aye, aye, Captain!

- * Ohh...

* Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? *

all: SpongeBob SquarePants!

- * Absorbent and yellow and porous is he *

all: SpongeBob SquarePants!

- * If nautical nonsense be something you wish *

all: SpongeBob SquarePants!

- * Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish *

all: SpongeBob SquarePants! - Ready?

all: SpongeBob SquarePants!

SpongeBob SquarePants!

SpongeBob SquarePants!

- SpongeBob

SquarePants!

[laughing]

*

[waves crashing]

[quirky island music]

*

- All right, Krusty crew.

[dramatic music]

I want to remind you all

that you're representing the Krusty Krab--

the greasiest greasy spoon

you'll ever have the privilege of serving!

- Whoo! You tell 'em, Mr. Krabs.

Bring it around town! Yeah!

- [snoring]

[blubbers] Bring it around somewhere!

- [grunts] Open the doors

and let the consuming commence!

I'll be in me office polishing yesterday's booty.

[grunting]

- [imitating Mr. Krabs] "I'll be in me office

polishing yesterday's booty."

[grunting] - [gasps]

[laughs]

- I heard that, Mr. Squidward!

- It wasn't an insult, Mr. Krabs.

It was a--a--a--a tribute.

Haven't you ever heard of "imitation is

the sincerest form of flattery"?

- You trying to tell me that was a "complerment"?

- Exactly, it's my homage to you and your love of money.

- [grumbles]

Well, you got me there.

I do love money. [giggles]

Excellent observation, Mr. Squidward.

- Oh, boy, that was a close one.

- Yes, it was a very close one, Squidward.

Close and warm.

Mr. Krabs was really flattered by your imitation.

- Already forgot about it.

Imitation plus flattery equals happy people.

[hums]

[laughter]

- Whoa, okay. Everybody, come on now.

Settle down, time to eat your patties.

- [imitating dad] Whoa, okay now.

Everybody, settle down. Time to eat your patties.

Huh?

[laughter]

- Wow, that's just like me.

[laughs]

[laughter]

I said eat your patties!

Hurry up, SpongeBob,

I need two double orders of Krabby Krust stat.

- No problem, Squidward, I'll get you those orders

as soon as possible.

[imitating Squidward] Or never, whichever comes first.

[laughter]

Oh, swoon.

That imitation stuff really works.

Look out, world!

I'm gonna flatter your socks off.

- [humming]

Hmm. Nope.

Ah.

- [giggles]

[imitating Patrick] Hey, there, Patrick old buddy.

- What?

Oh, hi, Patrick. What's shaking?

- I'm gonna eat ice cream and go jellyfishing

with my good buddy SpongeBob.

- Sounds good to me, "me."

- Ah, it's just me. Patrick. Fooled ya.

[laughs]

- [laughs]

You can't fool me, "me."

That's the worst SpongeBob impression

I've ever seen.

- [laughs]

Wait, what?

- [grunting]

Rook to king four.

[groaning]

Check-mate.

- Plankton, maybe we should play a game

that's a little less dangerous.

You're flatter than hammered horse hockey.

- [grunting]

- [imitating Sandy] Cattywampus, Plankton.

You're just about the teeniest gal-dang critter I ever did see.

Yee-haw!

[imitating Plankton] And you are the fuzziest

nut-eating scientist I've ever seen.

[evil laugh]

I like to use science for good.

Really? I always use science for evil!

- [laughs]

That is me to a Texas "T," SpongeBob.

He nailed you too, Plankton.

- It was okay.

He got my face right, but that voice is terrible.

- Oh, those impressions are making everyone so happy,

I can't stop doing them.

I can't. I won't.

Meow.

- [French accent] 80,000 impressions later.

French narrator: Would you please stop imitating me?

It is starting to get very annoying.

[upbeat music]

- Uh, can I have some extra napkins please?

- [imitating patron] Oh, you want some extra napkins, please?

- Stop it! Stop imitating me!

For the love of Neptune, shut your talented mouth!

- Okay, bye.

Yup, everybody still loves it.

[sighs]

[humming]

[imitating Squidward] Are we having fun yet,

Squidward Tentacles?

[laughs]

- Oh, that's it. I can't stand

that perfect impression of me anymore!

I never thought I'd say this,

but I'm tired of looking at myself.

I quit!

- Boy, SpongeBob is really getting out of control

with his impression obsession.

Ah!

- Right you are, Sandy.

SpongeBob has lost touch with reality.

I've seen it before.

They call it: the "mocking mimicry madness."

- [imitating Mr. Krabs] The mocking mimicry madness.

- [screams] - [laughs]

- Oh, oh, oh! [grunts]

- Huh! Oh.

- [laughs]

- All right, remember guys, this is an intervention,

so we need to make sure that above all,

SpongeBob knows how much we all care about him.

- Why don't we just destroy him and get it over with?

- Here here.

- You leave my best friend alone!

both: It was just a suggestion.

- Spread out!

All right, you scurvy dogs, SpongeBob needs us,

and more importantly, I need him--

to stop imitating me customers!

- Right guys, that's... almost...the spirit.

[doorbell ringing]

- Oh, boy, someone's at the door.

I can't wait to imitate 'em.

Oh, hello, Patrick.

And Sandy? And Squidward?

And Mr. Krabs? Plankton too?

Five at once, huh? Okay, here goes nothing.

[groaning]

Hi. Hi. Howdy. Greetings. Go away.

all: Ugh. - Why?

- Hi, SpongeBob. We need to talk.

- Why sure. Aye. Love to. About what? Who cares?

- You know, It's okay to be yourself, SpongeBob.

- I'm-a trying, Sandy, I'm-a trying.

- You can do it, SpongeBob.

just concentrate, and it'll all come back to ya.

- [inhales]

[groaning]

- [shuddering]

- Good morning, Gary. Meow. Duh!

Me money! [laughs]

Karate chop! Ha!

I went to college!

I said, eat your patties!

I can't do it!

I'm a freak! A freak!

I'm a freak!

- Hey!

- [sobbing]

- That went well.

[quiet music]

- Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?

* Who...am I?

* Who am I? I just can't remember *

* Who am I? I just can't recall *

* Who am I to sing this somber song? *

* When you've got six heads there's something wrong *

* Who am I? all: * Please tell me

- * Who am I? all: * Do you know me?

- * My name could be Clementine or it could be Freddie *

both: * I just can't recognize myself *

* I don't know if I'm ready *

all: * I'm ready *

- * Who am I? I have a right to know *

* Who am I? Am I friend or foe? *

* I have so many features it makes it hard to tell *

* I don't know what my first name is *

* But my faces ring a bell

* Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? Who am I? *

* Who am I?

[phone ringing]

* Hello-o-o?

- Hello. To whom am I speaking?

- * I...don't... *

* Kno-o-ow

- The salty tear trail leads right in here.

- There he is!

- [groaning]

- Are you all right, SpongeBob?

How many fingers am I holding up?

- [groans] B.

- Good, SpongeBob, I had the same answer.

- I know you're in there somewhere, SquarePants.

- We're sorry, the person you are calling--

SpongeBob SquarePants--

has been disconnected or is no longer in service.

- Okay, guys, SpongeBob imitates whoever he hears,

so we've all got to imitate him to help him remember who he is.

This should help. [grunts]

- Hey! - [grunts]

- [groans]

Mmm! Mmm!

- [grunting]

Ah! Hold still, you little rascal!

- No! [groans]

What a great idea.

Ugh!

- [imitating SpongeBob] I'm a square and yellow critter!

[laughs]

- [imitating SpongeBob] I like cooking with lard!

[laughs]

- [imitating SpongeBob] Mr. Krabs is the best boss

in the whole ocean. [snickers]

Oop! Sorry. I mean--

[laughs like SpongeBob] Uh--

- [imitating SpongeBob] I forgot the secret Krabby Patty formula,

Mr. K. Would you remind me again?

- Sure, SpongeBob, I got it right--

Oh, no, you don't, Plankton.

That was a pretty good impression, though.

- Thanks.

- [babbling]

- [groans]

It's not working, fellers!

We need to combine our efforts and do an impression

of SpongeBob all at the same time.

Okay, all together now.

all: [imitating SpongeBob] I'm ready. I'm ready. I'm ready.

- [grunting]

- I'm ready. I'm ready.

I'm ready!

I remember. I know who I am.

I am SpongeBob SquarePants,

and yes, I do like cooking with lard.

[all cheering]

Thanks, guys, you're the best friends

a guy with memory loss could have.

It sure feels great to just be yourself.

Doesn't it, guys? Guys?

[all laughing like SpongeBob] Oh, no!

Now they have mocking mimicry madness.

[laughter]

- Let me out! Let me out!