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]

[buoyant music]

♪ ♪

- [yawns] Whoa.

- [high-pitched grumbling] Oh!

- [snoring]

Huh?

[whimpers] Ma? Pa?

[sobbing]

- I'm Gale Doppler with the big weather!

Well just as I predicted, those severe thunderstorms

are moving to the southeast, and I guarantee

it's gonna be nothing but sunny skies

for the rest of the week.

This is Gale Doppler, and I broadcast

the forecast that's never wrong!

Heh heh.

- [panting] Huh?

[muttering]

Whoa--boing! Hah!

Sunny skies all week?

Hot diggity! [mutters]

[hums] Ah.

Rain.

But--but

Gale Doppler is never wrong.

Huh? Hm.

[mumbles] What...?

- [sobbing] - Hm?

Aw, it's a little baby storm cloud.

Hello, little cloud. Nice to meet you.

- [weeping]

- Oh, you're crying. I thought you were raining.

- Huh?

[whimpering]

- Oh, now don't be scared.

SpongeBob knows just what a growing storm cloud needs.

Huhh. Hot steam.

[kisses]

Mm. Hm-hm-hm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- [whimpers]

[enthusiastic muttering]

[slurping]

[sighs]

Huh? [whimpers]

- Well, okay, I don't see any clouds,

so I'm just gonna take a walk. - Huh?

- [whistling]

Tut, tut, it looks like rain.

Hah!

Oh, hello there.

Aw, who's a cute cumulous?

I always wanted to have a pet cloud formation.

I'm gonna name you...

[gasps] Drizzle.

[giggling] Whoo.

Whoo--

- [babbling]

- Hey, good visibility!

[muttering]

[laughs] - [inhaling]

- Wha! Oh.

And gusty winds from the southeast.

[both laughing]

- [beeping] - Um.

A clam eating a telephone.

- [pop] - A fur chandelier!

A lamp! A shoe factory!

A continental breakfast!

- Ooh. - A chicken!

- [clucks] - Oh, I am so good at this.

[humming]

- [sniffing]

[both snarl]

- [barking] - [straining]

- [screeches]

- Sorry. Ee...

Bad Drizzle. Bad.

- [whimpers]

Well, all right, not that bad.

Okay, let's go home.

- [panting] - [giggles]

I'm sorry Drizzle, but you can't go in the house

until you're housebroken.

- [meows]

- I'll check on you later.

- [whimpers, straining]

[continues straining]

[thunder booming]

[lightning crackles]

Whoo-hoo!

- It's later!

Who wants a steaming hot bowl of steam?

Ah! Drizzle!

Yow! Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot!

Where art thou, Drizzle?

Oh, what unfortunate forecast be this.

[whimpers]--oh wait, there he goes.

Come back, Drizzle!

[wailing] Come back!

- Whoa!

- Oh, get off the road!

[horn blaring]

- [wailing, groaning]

[shrieking]

[rumbling]

[snails hissing]

[panicked yelling]

- It's raining snails and worms!

[thud] [panicked wailing]

- That's impossible!

I called for sunny skies and for 35 years

I broadcast the forecast that's never wrong.

[both growling]

[blows landing, hissing]

- This just in: Gale Doppler is wrong!

- [laughs awkwardly] Huh?

[panicked yelling] [zapping]

[grunts] Ah! I see the trouble now, folks.

That is what they call an unpredictable storm front.

But don't worry.

[whirring]

I'm gonna suck him right out of the sky

to save my reputation, after these messages.

- Are you constipated?

Sure, we all are.

Thank goodness there's new-- - Drizzle!

Drizzle, where are you? Excuse me.

Have you seen a little storm cloud about yea big?

[all screaming]

- [whimpering]

Ah!

[whimpering]

[whirring]

[straining] - I got him!

Naughty nimbus, nobody messes with my flawless forecasts.

It's back to sunny skies for Bikini Bottom.

- Drizzle! Drizzle!

Drizzle!

Oh, there you are, Drizzle. [gasps]

Gale Doppler!

You're my favorite wall-eyed weather man!

Oh, thanks for finding my lost pet, Mr. Doppler.

Time to go home, Drizzle.

- I'm sorry, square face.

This cloud is a danger to the public.

And I'm sending him straight to cloud heaven.

- [whimpering] [whirring]

- [gasps]

- [whimpering, wails]

- [laughs]

I'm Gale Doppler,

and I con-trol the weather.

[laughing] - Hey, Doppler.

You're not the only one who knows

how to use a leaf blower, sucker.

[grunting]

- Huh?

Hm. Blah!

- Hm? [snarls]

- [grunts]

- Hm? Aha!

- Huh? - [panting]

[mysterious music]

- Huh? Ah. - Ah!

Yah-whoo-ah!

We did it, Drizzle.

We put a stoppler to the doppler.

And I predict sunny skies for the rest of our lives.

Whoa! Ah!

- [whimpering]

[wailing]

- Ooh! That's a nasty low pressure system from the north!

- [straining]

[coughing, sputters]

[retches]

- [whimpering]

- [panicked muttering]

Please, Mr. Doppler, don't send Drizzle to cloud heaven!

- That's just an expression.

He's not going anywhere.

- Phew, that's a relief.

[dramatic music]

- I'm gonna drop him in this dehumidifier

and dissolve him.

- [screams]

- Dissolve him? What?

Please, Mr. Doppler! Drizzler's a good cloud!

He doesn't deserve to dissolve!

[crying]

[somber string music]

- I've got zero visibility.

Let go of my eyes, square face!

- [sobbing] Drizzle!

[rumbling, mechanical creaking]

- [straining]

[thunder rumbling]

[dramatic music]

- [nervous giggling]

- I'm in the middle of a severe thunderstorm--

And we're bringing it to you li--

♪ ♪

[audio feedback]

- Wha!

[gurgling]

[muffled whimpering]

Hm. [spits]

I'm Gale Doppler,

and I actually am the weather!

[laughing]

[thunder rumbling] Huh?

Huh?

Uh-oh.

- Uh-oh. [grunts]

♪ ♪

[all screaming, wailing]

- [shivering] My body is cold.

I don't want to be the weather anymore.

It hurts!

[wailing]

- Excuse me, Drizzle.

I don't mean to parade on your rain,

but could you please put Gale down?

Whoa-whoa, whoa!

Whoa! [screams]

Ooh. Hm. Hm?

Huh? Oh, no! Not more storm clouds.

- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

[thunder booming]

- No! [sputters]

- What? [laughs]

- [spits] - Aw.

[chatters happily]

- Holy hurricane, they're Drizzle's parents!

- Mm, mm.

[muttering sternly]

[thunder rumbling]

- You know, everybody complains about the weather,

but my next guests actually do something about it.

Did you two always want to be storm clouds?

[both inhaling]

- I'm Gale Doppler, and I could probably use an ambulance,

right about now!

[yelps] [machinery grinding]

[explosion booms]

[shimmering]

- [giggling]

- Good-bye, my little foul weather friend.

I'll never forget you, come rain or shine.

[kisses]

- Huh? [whimpers]

- Aw, thank you, Drizzle.

Don't worry. I'll water him and walk him every day.

- Whoo-hoo! - Bye!

- [squeaking]

- Aw, I'm gonna name you "Drizzle Junior."

And I know just where to keep you too.

all: Aw.

[sizzling]

- Aw--[groans]

[bright guitar music]

- [humming]

♪ ♪

Good morning, Drizzle Junior.

Not too hot but not too cold. - Uh-huh.

- [opera singing]

[ukulele music]

♪ ♪