[The screen displays a hamster running in the exercise wheel with carnival music playing on the screen.]

Plankton: Eh, that's the life.

Karen: [screen changes to herself] Plankton!

Plankton: Hey, I was watching that!

Karen: And I'm tired of watching you sit around all day. Admit it, the Chum Bucket is a total failure.

Plankton: It is not! Business is just slow.

Karen: Nyah, nyah, nyah, nyah. If you'd take my advice, the Krabby Patty recipe would be yours.

Plankton: [laughs] You? You're just a computer. I'm the evil genius around here.

Man: [door bangs open] This is it, son, the Chum Bucket.

Plankton: Looks like this failure has a customer. Hello. Are you lost?

Man: No, we're not lost. I promised my boy I'd take him to the Chum Bucket today.

Plankton: Really?

Man: Wow, look at that order window! It's completely covered in grime and filth.

Kid: Cool!

Man: [he smells it] Smell that air!

Kid: It makes me want to hurl!

Man: I think the Chum Bucket is the high point of our tour.

Plankton: Your tour?

Man: That's right. We're visiting the most disgusting places in Bikini Bottom. And so far, you're number one. Farewell, you filthy little fella. [the two leave]

Man: What do ya say we try the city dump next?

Kid: Oh, boy!

Plankton: Groan.

Karen: So, how'd it go?

Plankton: You're right. I'm such a failure.

Karen: So, do you give up?

Plankton: Yes.

Karen: You'll do what I tell you now?

Plankton: Yes.

Karen: Here's all you have to do. You want the patty recipe, then go to the man who wrote it, Eugene Krabs.

Plankton: Right. Why didn't I think of that before?

Karen: With my mind connector, you'll be able to read Krabs' mind, transferring the recipe directly into your teeny, tiny, little brain.

Plankton: Wow, that's a pretty good idea. Whoa! Um, Karen? Whoa!

Karen: Hold still.

Plankton: Mmph!

Karen: You'll need this. [puts a smaller tool with plungers attached at the end]

Plankton: And just how am I supposed to attach it to Krabs' brain?

Karen: Leave that to me, hon.

[Doors burst open]

Karen: Prepare for launch. Target in range. Launch sequence initiated.

Plankton: No! Wait! [Karen squeezes it] There he is! [launches him to Mr. Krabs, but Squidward is carrying a garbage bag] Get out of the way! This is it! [Patrick walks at outside] Move it! Ha, ha! You're mine!

[It is SpongeBob that was holding a cardboard cutout of Mr. Krabs.]

SpongeBob: Hey, where do you want this life-size cutout of you, Mr. Krabs?

Plankton: No! [gets inside SpongeBob and screams]

Mr. Krabs: [offscreen] I told ya to stop playing with that thing and get back to work!

Plankton: Ugh, great.

Karen: [antenna comes out] Plankton, what happened?

Plankton: Thanks to your brilliant aim, honey, I'm stuck inside that fool of a fry cook.

Karen: Well, honey, you'll just have to change plans. Plug into his eyes to see what's going on outside.

[Plankton unplugs SpongeBob's eye plugs]

SpongeBob: Huh? [his eyes go completely black as a bulb] Hey, Squidward, we blew a fuse!

Squidward: I'm gonna blow a fuse if you don't get that order up.

Plankton: [plugs himself with SpongeBob’s eye plugs, his eye glows in the dark] It works! I can see everything SpongeBob sees.

SpongeBob: Hey, can somebody hit the lights?

Squidward: SpongeBob, where's the Krabby Patty for order 17?

SpongeBob: Oh, Squidward, is that you? Oh, it's so dark in here. I can't see a thing.

Squidward: Can you just get the Krabby Patty?

SpongeBob: Sure thing, Squidward. One Krabby Patty coming up!

Plankton: He's gonna make a Krabby Patty in front of me!

SpongeBob: [makes a different Krabby Patty, he uses the two pink sponges, aluminum] Oh, no, where are those patties? Oh, nuh-uh. Nuh, no. Ah, there you are, patty! Add one fluffy bun like so and a squirt of special sauce. [uses the soap into the "Krabby Patty"]

Plankton: Heh, heh, special sauce. Wait, soap is the special sauce?

SpongeBob: Then you grab yourself some lettuce. [takes out strings from the mop] And voilà! One perfect Krabby Patty! I only wish I could see how beautiful it looks. Number 17, your patty is ready. Whoa. Watch your step, Squidward. It is pitch black out here.

Squidward: Don't know, don't want to.

[he pulls a customer's face and then searches in his mouth]

SpongeBob: Order number 17. Order number 17? Order 17? Order 17? Your Krabby Patty, ma'am.

Plankton: That's it! I'm going somewhere else. [plugs back SpongeBob's eye plugs] Where are those eardrums? [SpongeBob's eyes turn back on]

SpongeBob: Hey, the lights are back on. [SpongeBob screams as he saw the "Krabby Patty" that he just made.] Mr. Krabs! Help me, Mr. Krabs. I've forgotten how to make Krabby Patties. Please tell me the secret recipe again.

[Plankton walks up to SpongeBob's eardrums]

Plankton: Finally, the eardrum. Whew. Now, I’ll just unplug this thing. [struggles]

Mr. Krabs: Need a little refresher, eh? Okay, boy. I'll run through the Krabby Patty formula one more time. First...

[Plankton unplugs the ear plugs, turning it to silent]

Plankton: Let me see what I can tune in here. Hmm.

Mr. Krabs: The secret of the Krabby Patty formula is...

Plankton: Jackpot!

SpongeBob: Huh?

Mr. Krabs: I said, the secret to the Krabby Patty formula is-

SpongeBob: Could you speak a little louder, please?

Mr. Krabs: The secret to the Krabby Patty formula is-

SpongeBob: What?!

Mr. Krabs: Hold on.

Plankton: Here it comes.

Mr. Krabs: [into a megaphone, shouting] The secret to the Krabby Patty formula is...!

Plankton: [screams as two drums come out, making Plankton becoming deaf. Plankton quickly unplugs the ear drums] Ow! I hate my life!

Mr. Krabs: Is this thing loud enough?

SpongeBob: Oh, sure, I can hear you fine now.

Mr. Krabs: What was the question again?

SpongeBob: Oh, it, uh-- you know, I don't remember.

Mr. Krabs: Me neither. So we good?

SpongeBob: Yeah.

Mr. Krabs: Get out!

SpongeBob: Okay!

Plankton: Enough with these petty carnal senses. If I'm going to get the Krabby Patty recipe, I'm gonna have to go to command central. [he laughs evilly] The brain! [plugs into the brain, laughs evilly] Ugh! [he acts like SpongeBob] Hi, friend. Why am I making idiotic comments? [he gasps as he saw "Superficial Greetings" on the brain] Superficial Greetings? What kind of idiot-- [sees the parts of the brain] Personal Opinions? Knock-knock Jokes? No, no, no, no! This is all useless! I'm gonna have to go in deeper. [he gets inside the brain house] Ugh. [he was in the brain version of the living room] Where am I?

Brain Gary: Meow, meow, meow! [it slides around it]

Plankton: Ew. That's disgusting. Now, where do morons keep all their secrets? [he finds in the brain closet, searching in the squarepants, but not found] Nope. [then he finds under the brain bed in the brain bedroom] Doesn't this kid have any secrets? [opens door] Aha! The library, where he keeps records of his every thought. All of his deepest, juiciest secrets. [opens the file drawer] [grunting] In convenient alphabetical order. Look at that. Q, R, S! [grabs gooey file] "Sounds that make Squidward upset"?

[he opens the file and hears SpongeBob's laughs.]

Plankton: "Patrick's favorite places to be scratched"?

Squidward: What are you doing? [SpongeBob is scratching Squidward's back]

SpongeBob: Uh, uh, scratching!

Plankton: Aagh, all of these secrets are lame! Wait a minute. What's this? [picks up a pink paper that says "Krabby Patty Recipe"] The secret recipe isn't in the brain? It's located in the heart. How cheesy.

[Plankton slides down SpongeBob's spine and he lands to the heart]

Plankton: [Plugs to the heart. He starts groaning] The Krabby Patty recipe. Yes, yes, yes! Here it is! [his lips are licking] My mouth is watering. My taste buds are tingling! [cut to Plankton's tongue sparkling] Mm, mm. Oh, yeah! It feels so good! I can feel it all the way to my finger...stumps. All of the ingredients coming together in perfect harmony. And it's all mine! [he laughs evilly, then his laugh suddenly starts sounding like SpongeBob. He quickly covers his mouth] Okay, that was weird. Like I was saying, the Krabby Patty recipe is... the delicious sole property of the Krusty Krab! [covers his mouth again] Who said that?! [strains] What's happening... [groans] to me?! [he gasps] It's so warm and... fuzzy! It's-- [Plankton's body is transforming, sponge emerges out on him] It's… [He grows eyelashes, his eye rolled to SpongeBob, and his teeth shatters, grows buckteeth.] It's...beautiful! [he laughs] All of the delicious ingredients living in perfect harmony.

Karen: You got the recipe?

Plankton: I sure did!

Karen: Well, what are you waiting for? Bring it back to the Chum Bucket.

Plankton: Karen, wouldn't that be stealing?

Karen: Stealing?

Plankton: The Krabby Patty recipe is the delicious sole property of the Krusty Krab.

Karen: Oh, brother. [she presses a button, Plankton is emerging out of SpongeBob's nostril]

Patrick: Hey, everybody! Wait, that's not what I wanted to say. Now, what was it?

Plankton: [Plankton lands on Patrick's forehead, begins to transform, the camera shows Plankton's brain as it shrinks and pops, Plankton signs] Huh? [his hand changes to a starfish, eyelashes fall, his eye roll to Patrick buckteeth shatters and grows a tooth, he sighs as Plankton's body turn pink]

Patrick: Oh, well. Never mind. [Karen's hand opens the door, and removes Plankton from Patrick]

Karen: Well, where's the recipe?

Plankton: The what?

Karen: I knew you'd louse this up.

Plankton: Louse what up?