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- Ooh, I love it when me two best gals become
me two best paying customers.
Sit tight. Lunch is almost ready.
- Order up!
- Uh... - Oh!
- Let me get a southwestern patty,
heavy on the south.
No, wait!Uh...
- [laughs]
[exclaiming]
- Ooh, feels like Mrs. Puff!
Hi, Mrs. Puff.
[laughs]
- Ugh.
Remember, SpongeBob, we agreed:
outside of class, we don't know each other.
- Oh, yeah!
Well, here's your Krabby Patty, mysterious lady.
[popping]
[squirts, pops]
"Eye" hope you enjoy your meal.
[laughs]
[ominous music]
- [gasps] The health inspector?
But I already bribed him this year.
[device beeps] - Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
Just as I feared.
Someone in this restaurant is infected
with the highly contagious clam flu.
You're all under quarantine.
[device pings]
Hmm. Hmm.
[all yelling]
- [grunting] - Ahh!
[yelling] Oh!
- [grunts]
[panting]
- [sobbing]
- [panting]
- [grunting]
Wait. What's a "corn-a-bean"?
- A quarantine is like a mandatory sleepover,
and we're all invited.
both: Sleepover! Sleepover!
[air horn blares] [both shriek]
- A quarantine means you're locked in here
with a sick person until we're all sick and miserable.
- [gasping]
[grunts]
Well, I'm aborting Operation Soda Jerk.
Communicable diseases are my cue to leave.
[grunting]
[laughs]
Quarantine, shmorantine.
I'm the great--ahh!
- Breach contained!
Good work.
- [moaning]
- [gulps] Maybe we should stay inside.
- But I have to cheer at the big game tomorrow.
Everyone's gonna laugh at me if I get sick and die first.
- Oh, not to worry, me massive, little angel.
We'll just do what we did in me old navy days.
- Ooh, old navy days.
- You see, first, we found the sicko,
and then we just locked 'em in the freezer-o.
With the infected sailor isolated,
the rest of us could enjoy ourselves,
certain of our continued good health.
[sighs] Good times.
- You let them out of the freezer
once they were better, right?
- Huh?
I suppose someone let 'em out...eventually.
Okay. [laughs]
Who's feeling queasy?
Go ahead now, raise your hand.
[crickets chirp]
So that's how you wanna play it, eh?
Fine.
I'll examine all of ya for signs
of the pestilence meself!
- Oh, no!
I am not letting any of you
infected imbeciles near me.
I'm--oh!
- [grunts, sniffs]
[sneezes] [all whimper]
- He's the sick one. He belongs in the freezer!
Get him! - Ah!
- Wait!
I'll go willingly. - [grunts]
- I feel fine,
but I don't wanna risk infecting my friends.
- Hmm?
- Especially you, Squidward. [smooches]
- [yells, panting]
[somber music]
- All I ask is that you remember me as I was,
full of life--
- Whew. - No!
- Oh, it sounds like he's really suffering in there.
Oh! I can't bear to look.
Can someone describe it to me?
- All right, come on now. Come on.
Let the poor boy enjoy his agony in peace.
- Whoo!
[laughing]
Yow! Oh!
[laughs]
Yeah! Whee!
Whoo!
Ooh, ice cream.
- Well, problem solved.
Now we sit back and wait for the all clear.
- Hmm?
Hey.
- [licking]
- Oh. Ooh.
[all sigh] [Patrick laughs]
Boy, I sure am feeling under the leather.
- It's "weather," you moron, and--ah!
Sweet Neptune!
- [moaning]
- The clam flu, it's spreading!
Into the freezer with him!
- [grunts]
- Huh? Hmm.
[both laughing]
[both grunt]
- [squeals]
- [sighs]
We'll just have to be more vigilant now.
Anyone could be a carrier.
- [hums]
- Itchy skin! He's got clam flu!
- What? No, no, I was just scratching.
- Freezer!
[grunts]
[grunting]
- [huffing]
[sighs]
[yawns]
- Freezer!
- [yelling]
- Heh, at least we know we're safe now,
me baby beluga.
[strained laugh]
- Oh, I just remembered.
I didn't spend all your money at the mall.
Here's your change.
- Change?
- Oh, the disease must have addled
your tiny teenage mind!
- Wait! I take it back.
There's still some shoes I wanna buy!
- [grunts]
[dramatic music]
[grunting]
♪ ♪
[cheerful music]
- ♪ La, la, la, la, la, la ♪
♪ La, la, la, la, la ♪
♪ La, la, la, la ♪
- So let me get this straight.
Nobody in this freezer is actually sick?
- Never felt better. - I'm fine.
- Ice cream!
- Well, if no one's sick in here,
then the sick person must be--
- [gasps] Daddy!
Oh, no! - There, there.
Oh, ah, oh!
- I say we bust out of here, grab Krabs,
and lock him away.
- Oh, yeah!- Daddy!
- Who's this now?
- I don't know.
Mr. Krabs didn't tell us to question his orders.
I'll just wait for him to let me out.
- You can't cook Krabby Patties
if you're locked in the freezer.
- All right, let's put this crab on ice.
[all grunting]
- [screams]
You sickos are supposed to be in the freezer!
- You're the sicko!
[grunts]
[objects clang]
- Stay away from me, you sickos!
- [yelps]
[groans]
- [panting]
- For the good of all of us,
you have to go into the freezer.
- Keep your filthy hands off me,
you infected ingrate.
Oh, look. Freedom!
[laughs]
- [grunts] He's in the grease trap!
- Well, someone's gonna have to fish him out
before he gets to the sewer and infects the whole town!
- Hey, I can help!
[grunts] - [gasps]
[coughing] - [grunting]
- Patrick. Patrick! - Huh?
- There's full sized hatch over here.
- Well, what do you know?
- [yelps]
[gasps, coughs]
Eugene, are you in here?
- [gurgles]
- [yells, coughs]
- Ah! Sicko germs!
[coughs] Ah!
You can't catch me.
I'm too healthy for all you sickos!
[laughs]
- Daddy, stop!
[all gasp]
[snorts]
[spits]
- [grunts]
- There's nowhere left to run.
- I'm not licked yet!
- Oh, yeah?
[grunting]
- [growls]
[grunts] - [yelps]
Hey. Hey!
SpongeBob!
- You'll never get me. Ha-ha!
- [grunts, coughs]
- [yells]
[both grunt]
[yelling] - [moaning]
- [grunts]
- [shrieks]
[quirky music]
- [yelping]
- Ah!
- I got him! I got him!
- [yells, grunts]
- Ah! Oh!
[all clamoring, objects crashing]
- [whistling]
[hums]
Hmm, hello? Anyone here?
[all groaning]
Ha, funny story,
um, I was holding my equipment upside down yesterday.
[laughs] Nobody was actually sick.
Ha! Oh, what a goof.
Huh? [all groaning]
Oh, my Neptune.
Grease gout.
- [moans] - Moldy measles!
[suspenseful music]
- [groans]
- Trash trichinosis!
- [moans, coughing]
- Dust bunny bronchitis!
- [gasps, sneezes]
- Polyester plague!
[gasps]
- [retches, groans]
- The whole shebang!
[yelps]
They're all sick!
Ultra-mega quarantine!
- You heard him.
Get this disease-ridden cesspit out of here!
Drop it somewhere safe,
somewhere no one ever goes...
[all moaning]
- What the...?
No!
I don't wanna get sick too.
Stay away! No!
[sneezes]
Ah, barnacles.
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