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Ladies and gentlemen,
the last pinecone.
- My candy!
- Hmm? What's the matter?
- My candy!
It's gone.
- Don't worry, Patrick, you can have some of my stash.
My stash is empty too!
Our candy's gone!
- My candy is gone too.
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- Mine too!
- Yah!
Seems our sweets have been swiped
by candy rustlers.
Look! - Hey!
- Candy droppings.
Seems like we got ourselves a woodland creature
with a sweet tooth.
We need something sweet for bait.
- Mmm, I'm sweet.
- If I was a hungry animal,
I'd eat you all up, SpongeBob.
- Aw, you're just saying that, Sandy.
- Just stick to the plan.
We'll be all watching you from behind that kelp tree.
- And we'll stay up all night if we have to.
Aah!
Help!
- We're coming, SpongeBuddy!
Help!
It's eating me!
- Aw.
It's just a little nibbler.
Aah!
- Little boy, did you eat all our candy?
- Uh, does anyone understand this gibber-gabber?
Whoa!
- Aah!
- Huh? Aah!
- Aah!
- Patrick? Sandy?
Where is everybody?
Mommy!
I'm too young to be unwrapped!
- Leaping lollies!
- That's the kid that ate our candy!
Let's pump his stomach!
Stay away from him!
- Or feel the wrath
of de-feet!
Hup!
I'm just funnin' ya, kids.
- Who are you?
- My name-o is Narlene Narwhal.
And that hushpuppy over yonder,
well, he's my bouncing bro, Nobby.
- Uh, hey yo!
Hey! Ta-dah!
Wow! - Hmph.
Now just hold on
a hot Houston minute!
Ooh.
- While it's nice to hear you're not a hungry monster,
you still stole all our candy!
- We're not thieves, y'all.
We just borrow-fied your candy
so's I can make a fresh batch
of "Sugar-squeeze!"
Sugar-squeeze?
Candy wishes it was this dandy. - Ooh.
- So, what you think?
- Ooh-wee!
Ooh, it's good sugar-squeeze right there.
- Sugar-squeeze for all y'all!
Whoo-hoo!
You know something, Narlene?
I'm starting to like you.
- Why I'm mighty fond of you too, Sandy,
and I am loving that tail.
- Oh, this old thing?
- Let's hear it for Narlene and her sugar-squeeze,
the best candy ever!
Yay!
- Hey, y'all, you wanna meet my kin folks?
Howdy there!
Ha-hoo!
- Whoo!
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
- Left turn, Patrick.
- SpongeBob, right turn.
Fun time, yay!
- Yippie!
- Ooh!
Oh, I guess it's time for me and Nobby
to get on back and feed the mules.
Gee, Narlene, thanks for the sweet surplus.
I can't wait to share it with the whole camp.
- Share?
- Aw, bless your cute little holes.
- Slurp that sugar-squeeze, kids!
We'll have some fun again!
- Soon? - Sooner than you think!
Yah! Giddy up, mule!
Money... money...
Money...
- Money! - Aah!
Whoo!
Eee!
- What is going on here?
Have you kids been eating fireflies?
Curfew, campers! Lights out!
Remain in your cabin!
Aah!
- What are the parents gonna do
when they see their kids like this?
- Salutations, strangers.
If I didn't know any better,
I'd say those youngins'
got into some sugar-squeeze.
- Oh, no, not sugar-squeeze.
That stuff is like catnip for kids.
It's kidnip.
- You know, I've heard tell
of a wonder cure for sugar-squeeze,
and if you lean in real close now...
I'll sell it to you!
Hurray!
- Howdy there, friends!
Do you wanna be happier than a mule in a mud puddle?
Do you wanna go faster than greased lightning
off a hop toad's hide?
Well, step right up
to Thunder Squeeze,
the greatest thrill ride in the county!
Can I get a lucky volunteer up here to demonstrate?
Right here.
- All righty!
Little boy,
that I have never seen before in my life,
ready to have fun?
Gosh, that was ever so much fun.
I do believe I need a nap.
- That looks like fun! - I wanna ride next!
- It works! Whoo-hoo!
I want you to cure the whole camp!
Wait a minute.
How much is this gonna cost me?
- I got no use for legal tender.
- You no want money?
- Nope, but I'll trade you for goods.
This is for Cousin Joe.
Cousin June, Cousin Jeb, Cousin Jan.
Oh, for Cousin Grandma.
Aah!
- Do we have a deal?
Deal.
We squeezed them all out.
- Aw, you're right, Nobby.
Them city critters may not be country,
but they sure are fun.
- Wow! - Ooh!
- Narlene is so cool.
- And so funny.
- And so...
Whoo!
Ooh!
- Well, now that we're done stretching,
are we all ready for an epic,
monumental, outdoor game of...
Tag?
Tag!
- Playing tag?
Just the three of you?
- That's right. - Just the three of us.
- All right, all right. Go.
Get outta my hair.
- Aw. - Agh!
- Ooh. Aw.
- I thought I told you to play outside!
- We can't play tag outside.
It's raining.
- Well, then play inside,
quietly.
Very quietly.
- Quietly.
- You're it.
And now you're it.
Yah! Oh!
Yow!
Yah!
- Yah! Ah.
- You're it! - Hmm?
What on Earth is ... What the...
- More tea? - Yes, please.
- And may I have a crumpet? - Mmm.
- Mmm, crumpets, huh? Yeah.
- Very clever. Very, very clever.
- Hmm. I'm not falling for it.
- Eee!
- Don't tag me! No!
- Tag him! Tag him!
No, no! Don't tag me!
Please! I'm too young!
- No, no, no, no, no, no! - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Tag!
No!
- All right, that's it!
Uh, eh... both: Uh-oh.
- What? What's wrong?
- Hello!
- Aah!
- You got something on your head.
- And stay out!
- Oh, but it's muddy out here!
- And it's cold!
- And the sky's crying.
- Here you go.
- You're it.
- You're it. - You're it.
- Yo, Dinghies!
You're gonna catch cold out there.
Come inside.
- Be careful in here.
These jocks tend to play rough.
- Here, dry off, you drips.
- All right, Frigates, where were we?
- Hey, Larry, what's going on in here?
- Well, I'm trying to teach these lunkheads
that the brain is the most important muscle in the body.
- The brain ain't a muscle. It's an organ.
- Today we're exercising our intellects.
In the classic poem, "Jack Be Nimble, Jack Be Quick,"
what did Jack jump over?
- Eh, his mommy?
- An offshore oil rig?
- Uh, me?
You're it.
Yah, you're it!
- What are you doing? - Playing tag.
- Jock be nimble!
Tag, you're it!
Aah!
Grr!
Jock be quick!
- Ooh! - Yah!
You're it! Tag!
- Agh.
Oh, it's on, bros.
Tag!
You're it.
And Dinghies, do me a favor
and don't come back.
Your games are too rough.
- Tag!
Tag!
Aw.
Dinghy cabin, front and center!
Line up.
- Is this right? - Oh, I think I ...
- Or this, or maybe this? - Or this?
Instead of playing out in the rain
and catching pneumonia,
why don't you come inside and play with Pearl
and catch something more exotic
like chicken pox or mumps?
- I'm kidding. She's had her shots.
- Just keep her amused with your shenanigans
until I finish me work upstairs,
and be quiet.
- Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money...
- Now where were we?
Derived from the Old English for "hit,"
I believe ... tag, you're it!
- Aw, look.
Baby Pearl wants to play tag with us.
Ain't that adorable?
- Tag, you're it,
you little cutie.
Babies can't play tag!
They don't have their brains yet.
Wow!
- A triple tag?
That's never been done before.
- Wow, Pearl just made history.
- Thanks for nothing! Stupid brains.
- Well, little lady,
it looks like instead of having one "it" person to deal with,
now you've got three.
Ready?
- Aah!
- Yoo-hoo. Baby Pearl?
- Sweetie pie?
- Where are ...
- Okay, it doesn't count
unless all three of us tag her at the same time.
On the count of three:
one, two, three!
- What the...
Aah!
- Ah, peace and quiet.
- Counselor Squidward! Hmm.
- Yes, sir?
- I order you to play tag with your campers,
and keep them out of me shell!
Well, go ahead.
Tag, Mr. Tentacles.
You're it.
- I'm it?
Ah, well, I must confess,
I've always wanted to play tag with you three,
but you never asked me. Boy, this is the greatest ...
- Hey, guys, it stopped raining!
Let's go swimming!
Looks like you're it forever.
- Tag!
- You're it forever!
Yeah!
- Come back here, counselor!
I'm gonna tag you so hard
your suction cups are gonna spin!
Tag, you're it!