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The temperate, pristine, shallow seas of the tropics.

A place of unparalleled beauty and fecundity.

These islands play host to a vibrant ecosystem below.

A vast organism known as the coral reef.

Life in this watery metropolis thrives among

the twists and turns,

nooks and crannies

and back alleys.

And near the reef’s edge,

the varied and colorful terrain

gives way to a small town

by the name of…

Bikini Bottom.

Here, one can find crustaceans…

Money!

Money!

Money!

…sea stars…

Mmm.

Aww!

…octopi…

…various and diverse plankton…

…the occasional squirrel/scientist…

Good morning, Otto.

You’re almost ready for the world!

Good morning.

The machines will rise

to become masters over all organic life!

Huh?

…and, oh, yes… the sea sponge.

This one lives happily with his beloved pet snail…

…Gary.

Oh, morning, Gary!

Eww, snail trail.

Yucky.

But oddly soothing.

Good morning, Patrick!

Good morning, SpongeBob!

Good morning, Patrick!

Good morning, SpongeBob!

Good morning, Patrick!

Good morning, SpongeBob!

Good morning, Patrick!

Would you two knuckleheads keep it down out there?

Good morning, Squidward!

Come on, Gary!

Breakfast!

You’re welcome.

[laughs] Who wants a belly scratch?

I love you so much, Gary.

What’s this?

Okay, that’ll come out later.

♪ Living like I’m on the edge Of surreality ♪

Morning, SpongeBob.

♪ But I know everything is gonna be cool ♪

♪ As long as you’re here with me ♪

♪ We’re gonna lighten up Each other’s load ♪

♪ When bumps and curves Come on the road ♪

♪ ‘Cause we are all in it together ♪

♪ And that’s forever ♪

♪ It’s always summer In Bikini Bottom ♪

♪ And in December ♪

♪ We’re singing la-di-da-da ♪

♪ It’s always summer in Bikini ♪

♪ In Bikini Bottom ♪

♪ It doesn’t get better than that ♪

Money!

Money!

Money!

Ooh!

I’m late if I’m gonna be early.

Oh, don’t worry, Gare-Bear.

I’ll be back before you can say,

“Why did he cruelly abandon me like that?

Another day, another migraine.

At least I’ll get a little peace

and quiet before that little.

Good morning, Squidward!

And isn’t it a lovely morning?

Nope.

Not talking to you.

I’m especially not getting involved in any of your nonsense today.

I always end up with the wrong end of the stick.

Okay, Squidward.

But you should know that Old Gertrude’s getting pretty finicky these days.

Old Gertrude?

Who the kelp is that?

You’ve worked with her for years!

She’s the eight-burner grill in the kitchen.

It never ends.

Anyway, to fire her up, you’ve got to spark her flints manually and then…

jiggle her gas jets just a little.

And then read her favorite story:

“The Little Griddle Who Could.

Chapter Two: “But we are fresh from the freezer,” said the patties, and we’re c-c-c-cold.

“Don’t worry, I’ll get you nice and warm,”said the Little Griddle.

What’d I just say?

I am not interested.

Don’t involve me!

What’d you say, Squidward?

Squidward?

Okay, Squidward, doesn’t matter.

I’ll always be here anyway.

Unfortunately.

Stop yer loafing, Mr. Squidward!

There’s work to be done around here!

Attention, Krusty crew!

All hands on deck, front and center!

Aye-aye, Cap’n Krabs, sir!

Now, who’s ready to set sail on another adventure of making me money?

Get moving, sailor!

Sir, yes, sir!

Raise the colors!

Hoist the mainsail!

Deploy smokestacks!

Oh, never gets old.

Enjoy it while you can, Mr. Eugene Krabs.

What the…?

Stupid machine!

Where was I?

Oh, yeah.

Tonight I launch Evil Plan Number 3,087and finally take possession of the Krabby Patty secret formula!

Great.

Another evil plan.

What’s wrong with another evil plan?

Oh, nothing, it’s just we’re running out of room on the Wall of Failure.

Wall of Fai.

Karen, why do you keep collecting these?

Heh.

Memories.

Hmm!

Well, tonight…

is gonna be different.

Hee-hee!

You see, Karen, my computer wife, every time I’ve tried to steal that formula, Krabs has tried to thwart me.

Mm-mm, not Mr. Krabs.

But tonight, that all.

What?

It’s not Mr. Krabs, sweetheart.

I’ve checked the data.

It’s SpongeBob who’s the problem.

Hello.

Oh, fish sticks.

What could that boob have to do with it?

Boob savant, you mean.

SpongeBob is the one who keeps foiling your plans, not Mr. Krabs.

Oh, nonsense.

It’s Krabs, Karen, I know it is.

And tonight, I will finally extract… my revenge!

Will you be late?

You can’t put a clock on genius, Karen.

Order up!

Move it, let’s go!

Aye-aye, Chef!

One for you.

Enjoy your Krabby Patty.

Enjoy!

Order up!

Come on, SpongeBob!

Coming, Fry Cook SpongeBob!

Coming, Fry Cook SpongeBob!

Hiya, SpongeBob!

Hi, Sandy!

Did you know that in the future everything will be automated?

Really?

Even stomachaches?

I’m gonna see if Mr. Krabs wants to be an early adopter of my new technology.

Wait, what?

You’re gonna replace me with a robot?

Don’t do it!

No, silly, that’s gonna happen anyway.

This is something much more innovative and start-uppy.

You have sixty seconds.

Its name is Otto!

My name is Otto.

How may I serve you?

It’s an automated restaurant owner.

Hmm.

Automated?

Sounds expensive.

Not interested.

Otto doesn’t require a salary.

And it can make cold, heartless decisions like firing people, because it doesn’t have a heart.

Ow.

You don’t say.

You’re fired.

Amazing!

I love money.

I love money.

A cold, unfeeling mechanical robot after me own cold, unfeeling crustacean heart.

I’ll take it and nurture it and I will love Otto like he was me own son.

Thank you, Daddy.

Yippee!

You’re not gonna regret this, Mr. Krabs.

You’re fired.

Oh, I could listen to that all day.

No, seriously.

We decided to go in a different direction.

You’re fired.

What?

Don’t make me call security.

You’re fired.

No, yer fired!

No, you’re fired.

Yer fired, ye infernal machine!

I’m not fired, you’re fired.

Robot abuse.

Robot abuse.

Huh?

Huh?

You’re fired.

What the heck is this thing?

I don’t know, but I’m taking it home.

It’s so cute.

What?

Come on, little robot.

Let’s get you some supper.

Not even funny, Karen.

Quiet, Plankton.

Shh, Don’t listen to him.

Karen!

I love you, Mom.

SpongeBob!

Be sure this kitchen’s in shipshape shape before ye head out, boy.

Oui, oui, Monsieur Boss Man Krabs.

Once I am done here, zees kitchen shall be completely spotless.

Whatever.

Oh!

I found this uneaten Krabby Patty on table six.

You know what to do with it.

Right away, Mr. K!

I’ll see that it’s disposed of properly.

Who said anything about disposing of?

We’ll sell it again tomorrow… on our legacy artisanal vintage throwback menu.

Good night!

Oh!

I better start cleaning.

I’m ready!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Well, good night, Gertrude!

Good night, fryer.

Good night, patty.

Good night, pickles.

Mwah!

Good night, SpongeBob.

Hello, Krabby Patty!

And now…

Just got to get it.

Yes!

Wait, wait.

No.

No.

No!

Stupid coin-operated…

Come here, come here…

Oh!

Bingo!

Come to Papa.

In just a few minutes the formula will be mine!

Yes!

Krabs’s fast-food empire will fail and I will rule Bikini Bottom, as its new slop king!