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00:11:17
Tom Kenny, Rodger Bumpass, Bill Fagerbakke
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your carapace!
( gasping ): At least I don't polish my fingernail!
Are we going to let some pretender
PLANKTON: Too late!
He's plotting your downfall right now!
a full banana fudge-pop with two sticks.
Almonds?
ANNOUNCER: For his dive, SpongeBob will be attempting
for this 500-pickle clean and jerk?
Ladies and gentlemen, turn your attention
a creature so fearsome, so terrible
ANNOUNCER: Our first event: the deep-fry pole vault!
a full banana fudge-pop with two sticks.
What's that smell in the air?
They come from everywhere microwave hum...
And now, absolute silence.
KRABS: It's a mockery of your profession.
ANNOUNCER: Our first event: the deep-fry pole vault!
And toast almonds... that's unexpected.
( trumpet playing triumphant song )
I declare these Fry Cook Games
I smell Plankton!
take away what belong to The Krusty Krab?!
Not if I eat it first!
ANNOUNCER: So begin the 21st Fry Cook Games.
Krabs wasn't move.
Hey, flipping is not as easy as it sound.
Win this one because I told you to.
and heat lamps keep the fast-food spirit warm and soggy.
Just look at that concentration!
I love messing things up.
You know, these were white when I bought them.
You got to get under... neath it!
Ah, sorry, Patrick, you have to be a fry cook.
by a new competitor, on what is perhaps
for almost five minutes!
You're my best friend ever.
Always ready, Plankton, always ready.
How hard can it be?
You'll never move it like that.
Let's promise never to fight again, buddy.
for I, too, have a champion.
Of course he would.
You don't even have fingernails.
He's plotting your downfall right now!
That's where you're wrong, Krabs
It's not over yet.
They don't let just anybody
Get back here and kill each other!
Not if I eat it first!
And now, late word is that this year
here at Bikini Bottom's Fast Food Coliseum.
a creature so fearsome, so terrible
( trumpets playing triumphant song )
Quake with fear, you mortal fools.
And toasted almonds... that's unexpected.
I'm a realistic fish head and it's a beautiful day
prepares his frozen dairy treats!
We're an elite corps.
that those of you with weak constitutions
And now, absolute silence.
with a broken antenna?
between former competitors Mr. Krabs of The Krusty Krab
ANNOUNCER: Our first event: the deep-fry pole vault!
by performing this perfect onion ring routine
And now, late word is that this year
Then get mean!
and heat lamps keep the fast-food spirit warm and soggy.
With the score tied we go to our final event:
( gasping ): At least I don't polish my fingernails!