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Mr. Krabs:
(angry) Not that fine! (happy) SpongeBob! (angry) SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob! SpongeBob!

Mr. Krabs:
(happy with hearts in the background) SpongeBob! Mrs. Puff needs a new fur coat!

Mr. Krabs:
: Lad, you're surrounded by stingy wisdom, so try to pick up some pointers. But whatever you do, don't lend anyone money!

SpongeBob:
: [lending money to another crab] 25, 26...

Mr. Krabs:
You and me are getting into that police department to get that formula back!

SpongeBob:
How?

[Mr. Krabs puts on a police officer outfit]:

Mr. Krabs:
By dressing like the po-po.

SpongeBob:
The po-po? Oh, no, no.

Mr. Krabs:
[removes SpongeBob's hat with the club] No, no po-po—no job-o for you-o. Comprendo?

SpongeBob:
So-so. [gulps] But I'll go-go.

Mr. Krabs:
[noticing burnt patties on the grill] SpongeBob...SpongeBob? Wake up, boy! You're burning me money!

Mrs. Puff:
And In conclusion students, red means stop, green means go. And SpongeBob?

SpongeBob:
Yes, Mrs. Puff?

Mrs. Puff:
I'd like to see you after class, six months from now!

Mrs. Puff:
Hello, student drivers. I'm Mrs. Penelope Puff and, as per the court order, I will be your driving instructor in this educational film. By remembering these 138 simple rules of the road, every one of you will know all that you need to get your very own boating license.

SpongeBob:
[after crashing the boat into the brick wall] Even me?

Mrs. Puff:
Ugh.

Mrs. Puff:
I'm not so sure about pranking SpongeBob. He can't help he's insufferable.

Sandy:
Nobody likes a good prank more than SpongeBob.

Mrs. Puff:
Mm. Okay.

Mrs. Puff:
No, no! Don't floor it!

SpongeBob:
Floor it? Okay, floor it! [almost floors the boat]

Patrick:
Freeze, mister! Big toe.

[SpongeBob's big toe slides out and he floors the boat slowly]

Mrs. Puff:
Oh, well. Let's look at the positives again. I'm finally away from those two. Yes. All alone in my nice, soft room.

SpongeBob:
Made of sponge! [laughs. The room is made of yellow sponge as SpongeBob's face appears on all sides of the wall. Mrs. Puff screams]

Mrs. Puff:
Sorry, SpongeBob, but it was for your own good.

Mrs. Puff:
SpongeBob, I've had enough of your nonsense. Now collect your things and move to the available desk in the back of the room!

SpongeBob:
But... me? But why?

Mrs. Puff:
Because the Big Fat Meanie said so. Now go!

SpongeBob:
[mad] Thanks a lot, Patrick.

Patrick:
Sure thing, buddy. [SpongeBob walks to the back. His classmates are staring at him]

SpongeBob:
Well, I guess I can be a good noodle from back here. [Mrs. Puff's voice is receding as SpongeBob tries to listen from the back] It's so hard to hear! What kind of student sits back here anyway?! [reads the writing on the desk] 'Skool is 4 Chumps'? [shivers] Where am I?!

SpongeBob:
Just ignore him, SpongeBob.

Patrick:
SpongeBob, over here!

SpongeBob:
Whatever you do, don't look at him.

Patrick:
Psst, SpongeBob! [throws ball of paper] Psst, SpongeBob! [throws a book at SpongeBob] SpongeBob! [spits a bunch of spitballs on SpongeBob's face] SpongeBob! Psst, over here. I'm trying to tell you something. Something important!

SpongeBob:
[covered in spitballs] What?

Patrick:
[timidly] Hi.

SpongeBob:
...HIIIIIIIIII?!?! [growls, removing all the spitballs, then stops when he sees Mrs. Puff angry, covered in the spitballs]

Mrs. Puff:
Perhaps this would be a good time for recess.

Mrs. Puff:
Today's first lesson will be turning...

Patrick:
[whispers to SpongeBob] 24 : [they laugh quietly, Mrs. Puff stops writing on the board for a second, then keeps writing]

SpongeBob:
[holding in laughter] Patrick.

Patrick:
[also holding in laughter] What?

SpongeBob:
I thought of something funnier then 24.

Patrick:
Let me hear it.

SpongeBob:
25.

[SpongeBob and Patrick giggle]

Mrs. Puff:
THAT'S ENOUGH! Young man, this is your first day, so I will let you off with a warning. As for you, SpongeBob, I expect more from a good noodle. Pay attention!

SpongeBob:
Yes, Mrs. Puff.

Mrs. Puff:
Why... are you still... ALIVE?!

SpongeBob:
"Put it in drive"? Thanks Mrs. Puff, You're the best!

Mrs. Puff:
You've shown the most spectacular improvement of any student I've ever seen. What's your secret? A little radio in your head?

[She and SpongeBob laugh; cuts to Patrick at the pineapple also laughing]

Mrs. Puff:
Oh, and under that hat is some kind of, uhh, antenna?!

[Same laughing sequence as before]

Mrs. Puff:
And some guy miles away from here is giving you all the answers?!?

[The laughing sequence plays a third time]

Mrs. Puff:
Oh, yes... But that would be cheating.

[Only Patrick laughs as SpongeBob realizes he's cheating]

Patrick:
Cheating! [laughing hysterically]

SpongeBob:
I'm cheating! Mrs. Puff!

Mrs. Puff:
Yes, my star pupil?

SpongeBob:
I think I'm cheating.

Mrs. Puff:
[after SpongeBob's rant is done] I didn't know SpongeBob had such a colorful vocabulary.

Mrs. Puff:
[inflated, in deep voice] OOHHH Spongebob, WHYYYYY?

Fred:
My leg!

Mrs. Puff:
[screams] SPONGEBOB!!!!!!! [runs away screaming, and squeezes through the door, as everyone watches, the Customers gasp]

SpongeBob:
[confused] Was that Mrs. Puff?

Mrs. Puff:
[wearing a punk outfit] Whaddaya know? Whaddaya say, gang?

Customer:
It's Puff the Tuff!

Doorman:
P-P-P-P-Puff the Tuff!? [Mrs. Puff headbutts him and walks through the smoke cloud. She puffs up to get rid of the customers at the counter, and sits on a stool. Sally watches from behind the counter.]

Mrs. Puff:
Gimme a tall glass of broken glass in a dirty glass. [Sally serves it. Mrs. Puff bites the glass and chews it. SpongeBob is heard laughing.]

Mrs. Puff:
That laugh. No! It can't be him.

SpongeBob:
[holds up bomb with barbecue sauce] Who ordered the bomb-becue? [laughs]

Nancy O'Malley:
You people act like you've committed a murder.

Mr. Krabs:
Okay, I confess! SpongeBob killed him!

SpongeBob:
What?! You can't pin this whole rep on me!

Mr. Krabs:
He was insane! Out of control! He would've killed me too if you hadn't come along!

SpongeBob:
It was all Mr. Krabs' idea!

Mr. Krabs:
Put him down now! He's a mad dog!

SpongeBob:
HE WEARS CURLERS TO BED!!

Mr. Krabs:
Wait! It's not what you think!

Nancy O'Malley:
What are you two talking about?

Mr. Krabs:
We killed a health inspector!! Buried him, and then stuffed his body in the freezer!

Narrator:
Day four.

Squidward:
Well, this is our last night together before the show, and I know you haven't improved since we began.

[Patrick is seen chewing on a trombone.]

Squidward:
But I have a theory. People talk loud when they want to sound smart, right?

Plankton:
CORRECT!

Squidward:
So if we play loud, people might think we're good! Everybody ready? And a-one, and a two, and a one, two, three, four. [the band plays so loud that the glass breaks] Okay, new theory. Maybe we should play so quietly, no one can hear us.

Harold:
Well, maybe we wouldn't sound so bad if some people didn't try to play with big, meaty claws!

Mr. Krabs:
What did you say, punk?

Harold:
BIG... MEATY... CLAWS!

Mr. Krabs:
Well, these claws ain't just for attracting mates!

Harold:
Bring it on, old man, BRING IT ON!

SpongeBob:
No, people. Let's be smart and bring it off.

Female Fish:
Oh, so now the talking cheese is going to preach to us!

Narrator:
Here we are again at the Bikini Bottom Boating School. Today is once again the day of SpongeBob's boating school exam. But more importantly, this is the last test for the year, and if SpongeBob does not pass this one, it means another whole year of BOATING SCHOOL! [SpongeBob hits the Narrator, who groans in pain]

SpongeBob:
Wha' happen?

Mrs. Puff:
Oh, nothing, SpongeBob, you just struck another pedestrian. Minus twenty more points.

SpongeBob:
What does that leave me with?

Mrs. Puff:
Negative 224.

Narrator:
Last week, a never-before-seen episode of SpongeBob SquarePants was discovered under a desk at Nickelodeon Studios. Now all the world is waiting in fevered anticipation to watch the SpongeBob SquarePants Lost Episode. [an aerial shot of the town appears] Now, to present the Lost Episode, from Encino, California, the president of the SpongeBob SquarePants fan club, Patchy the Pirate.

Narrator:
[to an estatic Spongebob, who is hoping to start making a Krabby Patty] Are you ready?

[SpongeBob nods vigorously]

Narrator:
Are you sure?

[SpongeBob nods so fast he nearly severs his head]

Narrator:
Okay! The Secret Formula is- [episode ends]