- ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ I'm off to summer camp ♪
- ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ Through nature I will tramp ♪
- ♪ SpongeBob will have you screaming ♪
- ♪ While milk is streaming right out of your nose ♪
Whoa-whoa-whoa-whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa!
Ahh! Ahh!
♪ ♪
- ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ When nature's calling ♪
♪ You'll see me hauling ♪
♪ I'm hitting the trail ♪
[whistling]
[relaxed music]
♪ ♪
- What a day for a hike, huh, Patrick?
The warm sun, the cool breeze, the soothing forest noises.
[metal screeching]
- What? Did you say something?
- [shouting] I said the soothing forest noises!
- [grunting]
[metal creaking]
[rattling and chugging]
- Hey, Sandy, is your suit OK?
- It sounds like if toasters could scream.
- I guess she is getting a little old and creaky.
Plus, she has been acting up on me recently.
[grunting]
[suit whirring]
- Huh?
[both screaming]
- [yelping]
[grunts]
Sorry, everyone.
[alarm blaring] Huh?
- Emergency mode activated.
both: Whoa!
- Oh. Whoa-oh!
Oh, I just haven't had the heart to get rid of her.
But I think it's time I got a new suit.
[all cheering]
Uh-huh. Found it!
"Squirrel Science Monthly Magazine."
both: Ooh.
- The Subaquatica Lux 5000.
- That there's the fanciest, highest tech,
most fashionable underwater squirrel suit
ever made.
Time to order it!
[creaking]
[humming]
- Oy.
[upbeat music]
- Cool!
- Ooh, it's got that new suit smell.
[sniffs] [sighs]
- I reckon I should try it on.
[beeps]
[whirring]
[clattering]
[sniffs]
It does have that new suit smell.
[alarm blares]
[hip-hop music playing]
♪ ♪
Impressive.
This suit fits better than slither on a snake.
- And it doesn't sound like a blender full of rusty nails!
- I love it.
[light music]
♪ ♪
[sighs]
Come on, fellas.
Let's take this new suit out for a test drive.
[laughter]
This is so much better than my old suit!
- [sighs]
[indistinct chatter]
- [grunting]
- [yelps]
You're out.
- All right.
Who's next, bros?
- I reckon I can handle the heat.
[indistinct chatter]
- [chuckles]
[grunting]
- Activate home run mode.
Hiyah!
[both yelp]
[yells]
- Yeah! [all cheering]
[fireworks whistling]
[somber music]
♪ ♪
[meowing]
[heroic music]
♪ ♪
[meows and purrs]
[sobbing]
[groans]
- [mumbles]
♪ ♪
- [screams]
[roaring]
♪ ♪
[all cheering]
all: ♪ She's a jolly good squirrel ♪
♪ Which nobody can deny ♪
Speech! Speech!
- All right, all right, fellas.
[clears throat]
[alarm blares] - Bad breath detected.
- Huh?
- Activating de-halitosis mode.
- [grunting]
- Spit.
- Well, that was weird.
Now, as I was saying...
- Cavity detected.
[all gasping]
- [grunting]
[yelping] [whirring]
both: Sandy!
- Are you OK?
- [groans]
- Well, at least you don't need braces anymore.
- [sighs]
[all cheering]
[metal screeching]
- [whistles] - [growls]
Mmm.
[whirring] - [blubbering]
[victorious music]
♪ ♪
[groaning]
[chattering]
[all cheering]
- Hmm...
- Ah.
[chuckling]
[alarm blares]
[grunts]
[laughs] [chain saw buzzing]
Ah.
- Voilà.
Another feast for the eyes, if I do say so myself.
- Uh, real great, Mr. Tentacles.
- It's so painty.
- Sure is... nice?
[beeping] Art critic mode?
[alarm blares] - Eyesore.
- Whoa!
- [screams]
- Goofy. - [screams]
[whimpering]
Whoa!
Hey, you erased my drawing.
- Sorry, fellas.
I can't seem to get out of art critic mode.
- Rudimentary. - Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
- Ugly.
Unrefined.
Pretentious.
- [screams]
- Help!
- Awkward.
[all screaming] - Help, help, help! Help!
- Plebeian.
Unsophisticated. - SpongeBob! Patrick!
- We're coming, Sandy!
[mysterious music]
♪ ♪
- [belches] - Help!
Help, help, help!
[distant screaming]
[all cheering]
[all screaming]
[pop music playing]
♪ ♪
- Whee! - Help!
Oh, help!
- Sandy! We'll save you, Sandy!
- SpongeBob, Patrick!
Huh?
[screams]
- Charge! - [bellowing]
- Maybe we should have used a bigger branch.
[both grunting]
- Sorry, fellas.
Really great try, though.
[both groaning]
Hey! Hey, wait!
Somebody help!
Huh?
My old suit?
[Western showdown music]
- Whoa!
[grunting]
♪ ♪
Whoa-whoa-whoa!
[coughing]
Ow! That's it!
[yelping]
Oh! Give it to me good!
[alarm blaring]
[screams]
[grunting]
[frantic music]
♪ ♪
[screams]
[sighs]
- Unacceptable.
- Look out, suit!
[grunting]
Whoa!
[yelping]
[yelps]
[shouting]
Way to go, guys.
[both scream]
I'm sorry!
Help!
[groaning]
♪ ♪
- [growling]
- Wow, nice teamwork, guys.
[grunting]
Nice shot.
[heart beating]
[dramatic music]
[beeping]
Oh, removing my suit's computer brain.
Good thinking.
[gasps] You saved me!
And you're much more sentient than I remember.
I never should have thrown you away.
I missed you, you old suit.
What do you say?
Can I wear you again?
- I am sorry, Sandy.
That was all I ever wanted once,
but things change.
I befriended these wild animals
and I learned the ways of the woods.
I am queen of the forest now.
[all cheering]
My only wish is that we may part as friends.
- If there's ever anything I can do for you,
just let me know.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Sorry about your old suit running off like that, Sandy.
But at least now things can get back to normal.
- Yeah. You're right.
- Hey, guys, check out my new suit!
[alarm blares]
- This camp is an eyesore.
- Well, normal enough for this camp anyway.
- [yelling] [laughter]
- [howling]
[light playing]
[screeching]
[coughing]
♪ ♪
- [groans]
- Lousy ingrates.
[chugging]
Lousy garbage disposal.
- [slurping]
Ah.
I can't believe how good this is.
The tangy zing reminds me of my Nana Pants'
sour clam foot porridge.
- Hmm...
[grunts]
[sniffs]
- Eww.
Smells like snail diapers.
- Mr. Plankton has certainly outdone himself.
[belches]
[sighs]
Nana Pants says burping is the international sign
that you enjoyed your meal.
[gurgling]
[springing]
- Whoo-yah!
- [grunting] - Whoa! Whee!
- Whoa!
[all shouting]
[laughter]
- [groaning]
[gurgling]
[belching]
- Oh, my tummy hurts. [groans]
- Not many can take a Patrick Star belly blap.
- It's probably that buzzard bait breakfast you ate.
Are you going to be sick?
- I think maybe I feel...
hungry.
Whoo-hoo!
[panting]
[munching]
- Hey, my Sea Scout cookies!
My secret sausages.
My secret underwear!
- I can't help myself.
I'm so hungry.
- [gasps]
- Ooh, jackpot.
[munching]
- Wow.
He's eating like you, Patrick.
- Stop copying me!
How would you like it if I copied you?
[mockingly] Ooh, look at me, I'm SpongeBob.
I love helping people. [grunts]
Here, have one of my legs.
- [chuckles] That is so me.
- I don't know what's happening with you, SpongeBob,
but I think it's time to go see the nurse.
- OK, based on what you've told me,
we need to take a look-see insidesie.
Get behind the fluoroscope, and I turn it on.
[buzzing]
- [humming]
[all screaming]
- [screams]
- What in the ever-flippin' stomach was that?
- Hmm...
too early to tell.
We need to make more with the examining.
Open wide.
- Ahh.
- Hello. Where's the grub, bub?
[both screaming]
- I want one!
- No, you don't!
I've seen this before.
It is a foodborne parasite,
and it is pure trouble with a capital T.
- I'm not trouble.
I'm just hungry.
[whimpering] - Aww, so cute.
- I want to see.
It is cute.
- Hello, friend.
Oh, most people don't get me, but you got me right away.
- Maybe that's because you're growing on me?
[both laugh]
- That is rub.
It is growing in you.
It will get bigger and become huge problem.
We must cut it out right now!
[both scream]
- No. It's my new friend.
- It is moocher and must be extracted.
[whirring]
- [whimpering] - [screams] Help!
Oh, don't let her take me away.
- You got it, buddy.
I'm going to show my new friend around camp.
- Yay! Let's go places and eat things.
[blows raspberry]
- This is not over, parasite!
- You need a name.
Hmm...
how about Paris?
Paris the parasite.
- Paris?
Well, I do like French food.
- But you just ate.
Archery will take your mind off of food.
It's fun.
One bullseye coming up.
[grunting]
- Ooh!
[playful music]
♪ ♪
Hmm...
- [groans]
Oh.
Huh? - [chomping]
- Mmm.
Whatever I just ate was delicious.
- [growling]
Your new friend stole my sandwich.
- Maybe you ate it and forgot.
- [gasps] I never forget a sandwich!
- Patrick, how could he have taken your sandwich?
He was in my body the whole time.
- [blows raspberry]
- [growls]
- [humming]
- [sighs] This is the life.
- You said it buddy.
[sniffs] Mmm.
[gasps]
Ah, a floating buffet.
[relaxed music]
♪ ♪
[all scream]
- My corndog!
- My pasta primavera!
- [chuckles]
Bon appétit to me.
[sputtering]
- [sighs]
[giggling] [belches]
- [growling]
Hey, SpongeRob.
And I do mean "rob," because your friend here
just robbed me of my canapé.
[sputtering]
- Hey, it's not nice to spit water at people, Paris.
- Oh, I'm sorry.
It won't ever happen again.
- Great.
How about we go hang gliding?
- That's it?
What about my cana--
[screaming] ...pés!
- [sighs]
Everything looks so beautiful and peaceful
from up here.
- Oh! Dessert, dead ahead!
Dive, dive, dive!
- [screaming] - [laughing]
- [groans] [coughs]
Huh? - [munching]
- Whoa!
- [sputters]
SpongeBob?
I thought you city folks preferred using doors.
- [munching]
- [screams] Pie thief!
- What in the name of clod-hopper Clyde
has its yapper on my fresh-baked pie?
- Oh, that's my parasite, Paris.
It was probably just hungry, that's all.
- Well, I think your parasite ain't very neighborly.
- Ooh!
- [gasps] My sugar squeeze!
[ship horn blares]
- Oh, there's the canteen lunch horn.
- Huh?
- Bye, Narlene! Bye, Nobby!
Paris, stop!
[groaning]
[frantic music]
[all yelping]
- [screams]
[both groaning]
- I suppose Paris has become too much for me.
- What is the matter with you kids?
Control your stupid pet!
- It ain't a pet.
It's a parasite he got from eating your terrible food.
And since you're the one that gave it to him,
you're the one that's going to fix it.
- [sighs]
All right, losers, I'm going in.
[heroic music]
♪ ♪
Stop, you pinheaded pinworm!
- [panting]
Whoa! - [yelling]
Huh?
Whoa.
What is this place?
Hey!
Let me out. Let me out! - [laughs]
- Gotcha.
- You?
How did you get in here?
- I snuck in one of SpongeBob's back holes
while he was distracted with you.
It is an old war trick.
Now let's vacate sponge.
- [snoring]
[banging] [both yelp]
- Nurse Helga?
- And Paris!
- That's right, someone had to take care
of this harmful freeloader.
- I had the situation under control.
- Says the chef in a jar.
Now it is time to destroy the interloper.
- [screams] [panting]
- No! Paris is my friend.
- Like I said before, you really get me, SpongeBob.
- I'm really going to miss you robbing me
of my essential nutrients.
- You're the best host body ever.
[both sobbing]
[somber music]
- Aww. I still want one.
- No!
We must smite the parasite!
[both screaming]
- [whimpering]
- Isn't there some other solution?
- Wait a minute.
I have an idea.
[humming]
- [munching]
It's a living.