[Mr. Krabs’ pet worm Mr. Doodles is sniffing some coral.]

Mr. Krabs: C'mon, Mr. Doodles. [pulls Mr. Doodles away, choking him briefly] We haven't got all day. We've gotta get down to me favorite restaurant. Mine. Where we're shootin’ our first ever Krusty Krab commercial. After this commercial airs, we'll be swarmin’ with customers. I can already feel myself sweatin' money.

[Mr. Doodles barks.]

Mr. Krabs: No, I got Squidward organizin’ the whole thing. He's... y’know... artsy. [sees something he does not like] What the...? This looks expensive. Out of my way. Comin’ through. Move it or lose it. Squidward!

Squidward: [descending] What?

Mr. Krabs: What in Neptune's name is goin’ on?

Squidward: We're making the commercial, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: What you're doin’ is throwin’ away me money! I told you to rent, only what is absolutely necessary.

Squidward: This is all necessary.

Mr. Krabs: Well what's all this useless junk? [the junk is shown]

Squidward: That's the useless junk for scene, uh, 28.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, well, then how do you explain that? [Pointing to 2 Krusty Krabs] A second Krusty Krab?

Squidward: Mr. Krabs, everyone needs an understudy. [showing Mr. Krabs' double]

Mr. Krabs: Well, you got me there. But why do we need him? [pointing to a clown]

Squidward: This job gets very stressful, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: [to the commercial crew] All right, get lost, all of ya. [everyone leaves angrily] You're fired. Go on. Scram. Get outta here, ya moochers. That's right, keep movin’.

Incidental: You know what? You know what? Yeah.

Mr. Krabs: [stops the clown from leaving] Except you. You stay.

[The clown smiles and a horn honks.]

Squidward: Well, this is just great. Now we've got no crew to make the commercial.

Mr. Krabs: What are you talkin’ about, Squidward? We got the cheapest crew in the world. You, me, and SpongeBob. Speakin’ of which, where is the little barnacle?

SpongeBob: [muffled, as his nose pokes from underground] I'm down here, sir.

Mr. Krabs: What are you doin’, lad?

SpongeBob: Squidward said I could help by burying myself!

Mr. Krabs: Quit foolin’ and come on out. [pulls SpongeBob out] I need you to be in the commercial.

SpongeBob: [gasps] Me? In the Krusty Krab commercial? Me! [we see a background of him smiling ecstatically]

Squidward: But, but, but, but, but, but, but...

Mr. Krabs: [SpongeBob is still smiling] Don't throw your buts at me, Mr. Squidward. We got a timetable to keep. This thing airs tonight.

SpongeBob and Squidward: Tonight?!

Mr. Krabs: Yup, I got a sweet deal on a prime-time slot.

French Narrator: [Time Card]: 3:28 am.

SpongeBob: It's almost on, Gary. [Gary yawns] Yeah, I got butterflies, too. This is the most exciting thing to happen in the history of history. [the TV displays a wild west show, then shows the KK commercial] Look, Gary! It's on! [the commercial starts]

Pearl: [as Amy] Oh, Jen. I've got a real problem.

Squidward: [as Jen] What's your problem, Amy?

Pearl: [as Amy, holding a wad of cash in her flippers] I've got all this money and I don't know what to do with it and I'm hungry.

[Mr. Krabs is laughing offscreen]

Pearl: [as Amy] Who's there?

Squidward: [as Jen] Where's that coming from?

[Purple smoke appears, revealing Mr. Krabs]

Amy and Jen: Yippee, it's Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: That's right, Amy. I heard all about your little problem and I'm here to help. Follow... me!

[Transitions to the Krusty Krab]

Amy and Jen: Where are we?

Mr. Krabs: Why, we're at none other than the Krusty Krab.

Amy: Did you say Krusty Krab?

Mr. Krabs: That's right, Krusty Krab. Home of the world famous Krabby Patty!

Jen: What's a Krabby Patty?

[Mr. Krabs' jaw drops, the camera zooms in and out, and a bouncing spring noise plays]

Mr. Krabs: Why, it's only the most mouthwaterin’, appetizin’ food in the seven seas.

SpongeBob: [he is shown from the neck down at the grill, holding the spatula with a patty on the grill] There I am, Gary! There I am!

Mr. Krabs: [the ingredients appear on the bun as he says this] We start with a fresh patty, grilled and juicy. Add some crisp undersea veggies and cheese. Topped off with secret sauce and some buns. Voila! A Krabby Patty.

Amy: I want a Krabby Patty.

Jen: Me, too.

Mr. Krabs: How do you like them Krabby Patties, girls? [laughs]

Amy and Jen: [give a thumbs up as they are eating]

[Mr. Krabs is still laughing]

SpongeBob: [His hat is showing through the order window as Krabs puts his claw up to look like he’s holding up two fingers] Look, Gary, there I am again. Look!

Mr. Krabs: Two more satisfied customers. So why don't you come on in, and have yourself a Krabby Patty today.

All: [words appear on screen] ♪ The Krusty Krab: Come Spend Your Money Here! ♪

[commercial ends]

SpongeBob: That was the best 60 seconds of my life! Well, time for bed. [cut to the clam rooster crowing. SpongeBob wakes up and the alarm goes off] Time to go do my favorite thing at my favorite place. [humming]

Old Man Jenkins: Hey, you!

SpongeBob: Top of the mornin’, oldster.

Old Man Jenkins: Hey! I saw you on TV last night. [cut to flashback showing that Old Man Jenkins was actually watching a bran flakes commercial and saw the yellow box]

Announcer: New, Bran Flakes. Bold, new taste. Bran Flakes.

SpongeBob: You did?

Old Man Jenkins: Yeah. You were on a commercial.

SpongeBob: You're right! Wow, he recognized me.

Old Man Jenkins: Yup. See ya later, Bran Flakes. What a nice cereal box.

SpongeBob: [talking to himself] "Weren't you that guy on TV?" Yes! I am that guy. [laughs] How kind of you to notice. Weren't you that guy on the television last night? Yes, that was me. I... [bumps into Nat Peterson]

SpongeBob: Oh, please excuse me, sir.

Nat Peterson: [reading SpongeBob’s nametag] Oh, that's quite all right, uhh, SpongeBob.

SpongeBob: Wow. I'm getting recognized all over. Why, next thing ya know, people are gonna start doing things like holding doors open for... [gasps as Nat opens the door to enter the restaurant] Why, sir, I'm flattered.

Nat Peterson: [waving his flipper up and down in front of his face] Really? I don't smell anything.

SpongeBob: [laughs] You're on your way, kid!

Fred: Excuse me, sir, can I get a napkin?

SpongeBob: Why, of course, good sir. And next time, feel free to approach me. It most be so degrading to ask from across the room. And who am I making this bad boy out to?

Fred: [sarcastically] To my tail fin. I'll get it myself. [gets up and walks away]

SpongeBob: F-I-N. There we are, darling. Hmph. Shyness got the best of him.

Squidward: There you are, SpongeBob. I need you to...

SpongeBob: No problem, Squidward. I got one already made out. Enjoy.

Squidward: [holding a napkin reading, "To my tailfin; Love, SpongeBob] To my tailfin? [checks to see if he has one]

SpongeBob: Yes, I am that guy on TV.

Tyler: [walking up to the condiment table with his friend] Hey, look!

SpongeBob: Please, good people, no photos at work.

Tyler: Here's the ketchup. [squirts ketchup on his Krabby Patty]

SpongeBob: Well, maybe just one. [poses] Another one? Okay. Limbo. [limboes under the mop] And now, the, uh, oh, I got it.

Mr. Krabs: There you are, SpongeBob.

SpongeBob: Jet pilot.

Mr. Krabs: Now I need you to... [SpongeBob spins the mop like an airplane propeller and hits him] ...Ow! [his claw breaks] Alright, boy. Get in there and scrub the head and stop actin’ so predictable.

SpongeBob: I'm so misunderstood. Alas, good people, even the brightest of stars grow weary, and I am no exception. But I will shine again after a quick break in my quarters. Stay beautiful. [we cut to Dale and Lou in the restroom]

Dale: Hey, were you able to catch Glandy McPinkfish on Flounderman last night?

Lou: No. How was he?

Dale: Well, I knew that this guy's acting was good, but his singing was phenomenal. [SpongeBob is listening to their conversation while cleaning a urinal] I'm tellin’ you, Vendor, if that guy was to cut a solo record, he'd be a hit. [both close stall doors]

SpongeBob: [pupils change into stars as he wipes the inside of the urinal] Solo record!

[In Mr. Krabs' office, where he's writing a resignation notice]

Mr. Krabs: So, if I fire him and make his successor do twice the work, and... [knock on door] ...eh, come in. [in walks SpongeBob and poses like a model] Oh, it's just you, SpongeBob. Those heads better be beautiful.

SpongeBob: They are, Mr. Krabs, and so is mine. And now I gotta lay somethin’ on ya, Krabs baby.

Mr. Krabs: The only thing you better lay is some patties on the grill, Fry Boy.

SpongeBob: Nah, I can't take that gig, Krabber. That phase in my career is over. I'm an entertainer now.

Mr. Krabs: What in blazes are you talkin’ about?

SpongeBob: Come on, Krabs. Let's think outside the box for a second. Commercials are old-hat. The people want music. If I could change fate I would, Krabsy. And I'm an entertainer deep down. A people's person. We're on the same page here, aren't we?

[Mr. Krabs briefly stares at SpongeBob dumbfounded, his eyes inflated to a comically large size]

Mr. Krabs: Boy, those Krabby fumes must've gotten to your head. Borrow Squidward's gas mask and get right back to work.

SpongeBob: [snaps fingers twice] I knew you'd understand. Well, thanks for the start. I'm outta here. [snaps his fingers outside his office]

Mr. Krabs: Oooooh... I've never felt such a strange combination of pity... and indigestion. [goes back to writing notice]

[SpongeBob continues snapping his fingers as he walks out, then is stopped by a crowd of angry customers]

Bill: There he is! Hey! We've been waiting for you.

Nazz: Where have you been? [SpongeBob makes an O-shaped mouth wiggling]

Bill: How long are you going to keep us standing here?

Squidward: Well, SpongeBob? Are you just gonna stand there like a half-wit, mouth agape? Or are you gonna fill these peoples' orders?

SpongeBob: Pipe down, Squidward. This crowd looks angry. They're not gonna wait any longer. I think I better give them what they need, and fast.

Squidward: I think so, too, or Krabs will fire both of us. [smiling] On second thought, keep 'em waiting.

SpongeBob: No can do, Squidward. These people demand entertainment.

Squidward: Enter-what?

[SpongeBob grabs the order microphone]

SpongeBob: How you doin’, folks?

All: Hungry!

SpongeBob: That's no problem, ladies and germs. 'Cause SpongeBob is here to satisfy. [turns down light's dimness]

Squidward: Hey!

Bill: [to his friend] Eating here was your idea.

SpongeBob: I'd like to call this little number "Striped Sweater." ♪ The best time to wear a striped sweater is all the time. One with a collar, turtleneck, [pinches Bill’s sweater. Bill is staring angrily at him] that's the kind [screeching] 'Cause when you're wearing... ♪[light turns back on; all yelling]

Bill: We're starving!

SpongeBob: ♪ That one... special... sweater... ♪ [yelling continues] Squidward, this crowd is insatiable.

Squidward: Then why don't you go back in the kitchen, and grab some patties, and give them what they came here for?!

SpongeBob: Juggling! Thanks, Squiddy. [crowd booing]

Nancy: Is this some kind of joke?

SpongeBob: They want juggling and jokes at the same time? Tough crowd. [juggling patties]

Bill: Oh, now what's he doing?

SpongeBob: Uh, what do you call a vampire whose car breaks down three miles from a blood bank? A cab!

Bill: We're losing our appetites!

SpongeBob: Uh, okay. There's a nun, an astronaut, and a hairdryer.

All: We want patties!

SpongeBob: Well, the most I can juggle is three, but the show must go on. Whoa! [slips on grease and patties flip in the air]

All: Boo!

SpongeBob: No! [in his head] My career is over. All those years clawing my way up. All the people I've stepped on, wasted. [patties land on the grill]

Bill: Hey! Finally!

Nancy: That's what we've been waiting for.

SpongeBob: [dotted lines form from his eyes to point to patty] They seem to like it when I put this patty on the grill. I may be able to save this act, yet. Roll with it, SpongeBob. Roll with it. There's more where that came from, folks. [puts a ton of patties on the grill]

All: Yay!

SpongeBob: You like that?

Bill: It's what we wanted all along.

SpongeBob: [thinking] It seems to be working. But how do I follow it up? Buns! [speaking] It's a stretch, but we've all gotta push the envelope, sometime. [shakes the buns out of the sack] Okay, folks. How do you like this? [flips patties inside buns]

All: Yeah!

SpongeBob: I'm breaking new ground. Time to get edgy.

Customers: We want onions! Cheese! Yay!

SpongeBob: Ready for the grand finale? [customers ready their trays as SpongeBob throws their Krabby Patties at their respective trays. Squidward is shown sleeping]

All: Whoopee! Krabby Patties! [Squidward wakes up as Mr. Krabs exits his office]

Mr. Krabs: Well, SpongeBob, looks like you've finally found your calling. [gives SpongeBob his hat back]

SpongeBob: I'll say. [flips a patty that stays in midair] I'm so glad I gave up fry cooking for this.

[Screen cuts to black, ending episode]