kids: ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ I'm off to summer camp ♪
kids: ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ Through nature I will tramp ♪
kids: ♪ SpongeBob ♪ - [screaming]
kids: ♪ Will have you screaming ♪
- ♪ While milk is streaming right out of your nose ♪
[screaming]
♪ ♪
kids: ♪ SpongeBob ♪
- ♪ When nature's calling, you'll see me hauling ♪
♪ I'm hitting the trail ♪ [toilet flushes]
[whistling tune]
- Mm-hmm.
Ladies and gentlemen,
the last pinecone.
- My candy!
- [muffled] Hmm? What's the matter?
- My candy!
It's gone.
- Don't worry, Patrick, you can have some of my stash.
- Hmm. [grunts]
Huh, huh?
[gasps] My stash is empty too!
both: Our candy's gone!
- My candy is gone too.
- Mine too!
- Yah!
Seems our sweets have been swiped
by candy rustlers.
Look! - Hey!
- Candy droppings.
[mysterious music]
Seems like we got ourselves a woodland creature
with a sweet tooth.
We need something sweet for bait.
- Mmm, I'm sweet.
[chuckles]
- 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.
[all snoring]
- [snores]
Huh?
[grunts]
- [snarling]
- [heavy breathing]
Aah!
Help!
[campers screaming]
- We're coming, SpongeBuddy!
[campers gasping] - Help!
It's eating me!
- [gnawing] Eh?
- Aw.
It's just a little nibbler.
- [grunts] - Aah!
Ugh!
- Little boy, did you eat all our candy?
- [babbling gibberish]
- Uh, does anyone understand this gibber-gabber?
[dramatic musical sting] Whoa!
- Aah!
- Huh? Aah!
- Aah!
- [whimpers] [screams]
- Patrick? Sandy?
Where is everybody? [gasps]
- [grunts]
- [screaming] [grunts]
Huh?
[gasps] Mommy!
I'm too young to be unwrapped!
[grunts] [screaming]
[scary music]
[campers screaming and whimpering]
[squeaking]
- Leaping lollies!
- That's the kid that ate our candy!
- Let's pump his stomach! [grunts]
Mmm.
- Stay away from him! [campers screaming]
- Or feel the wrath
of de-feet!
[campers whimpering]
- Hup! [laughs]
I'm just funnin' ya, kids.
[laughing] - Ow.
- Oh.
- Who are you?
- My name-o is Narlene Narwhal.
[grunts]
And that hushpuppy over yonder,
well, he's my bouncing bro, Nobby.
- Uh, hey yo!
[country music]
Hey! Ta-dah!
SpongeBob and Patrick: Wow! - Hmph.
Now just hold on
a hot Houston minute!
- [laughing] Ooh.
- While it's nice to hear you're not a hungry monster,
you still stole all our candy!
- Mm-hmm. - [grunts]
- We're not thieves, y'all.
We just borrow-fied your candy
so's I can make a fresh batch
of "Sugar-squeeze!"
both: Sugar-squeeze?
- [grunts] [humming]
[grunting]
♪ ♪
[whistle blows] [machine rumbles]
- Hmm.
- [laughs]
[bell dings]
[bluegrass music]
♪ Sugar-squeeze! ♪
Candy wishes it was this dandy. - Ooh.
- [grunts]
[laughing]
- So, what you think?
- Ooh-wee!
Ooh, it's good sugar-squeeze right there.
- Sugar-squeeze for all y'all!
[laughs]
Whoo-hoo!
[all sighing]
[both gurgling]
[both sighing]
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.
[laughter]
- Oh, this old thing?
- Let's hear it for Narlene and her sugar-squeeze,
the best candy ever!
campers: Yay!
- Hey, y'all, you wanna meet my kin folks?
- Howdy there! [friendly hollering]
- [humming]
Ha-hoo!
- [gasps] [both gargling]
[campers gurgling]
- Whoo!
[campers cheering]
- Yeah!
- Whoo!
[campers cheering]
- Left turn, Patrick.
- [chortling]
- SpongeBob, right turn.
- [laughing]
campers: Fun time, yay! [campers cheering]
- Yippie!
- [laughing]
- Ooh!
Oh, I guess it's time for me and Nobby
to get on back and feed the mules.
- [whinnies]
- [sighs]
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.
- [chuckles]
- Slurp that sugar-squeeze, kids!
We'll have some fun again!
- Soon? - Sooner than you think!
Yah! Giddy up, mule!
[laughs]
- [recorded voice] Money... money...
Money...
- [sighing] [snoring]
- Money! - Aah!
[campers laughing] - [gasping]
Huh?
[campers cheering]
- [laughing]
- [laughs]
- Whoo! - [grunts]
[upbeat bombastic music]
[grunts] - Eee!
- What is going on here?
Have you kids been eating fireflies?
[campers cheering] - [gasps]
Curfew, campers! Lights out!
Remain in your cabin!
[grunting]
Aah!
[moaning]
[campers laughing and cheering]
- What are the parents gonna do
when they see their kids like this?
- [laughing]
- 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...
[grunts]
[laughs]
I'll sell it to you!
- [gasps] 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?
- [babbles gibberish] Right here.
- All righty!
Little boy,
that I have never seen before in my life,
ready to have fun?
- [laughing]
[grunting]
[babbling gibberish]
[bombastic music]
♪ ♪
[grunts]
[British accent] Gosh, that was ever so much fun.
I do believe I need a nap.
[snoring]
- That looks like fun! - I wanna ride next!
[campers cheering]
- 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.
- [gasps] Aah!
[campers laughing]
- Do we have a deal?
- [gasps] Deal.
[campers gasping]
[campers laughing]
[campers grunting]
- [yawning]
[campers cheer]
[campers laughing]
[campers snoring]
- [yawns] [grunts]
- [snoring]
[both yawn]
[both snoring]
- [laughing] [campers cheering]
- [sighs] We squeezed them all out.
[sighs] [snoring]
- [grunts]
- [babbling gibberish]
- Aw, you're right, Nobby.
Them city critters may not be country,
but they sure are fun.
[laughter]
[bluegrass music]
♪ ♪
both: Huh?
- Wow! - Ooh!
- Narlene is so cool.
- And so funny.
- And so...
[both snoring]
- [whinnies]
- Whoo! - [grunting]
[campers grunting]
[upbeat music]
- [grunting]
Ooh!
- [grunting]
Ooh!
[all sighing]
- Well, now that we're done stretching,
are we all ready for an epic,
monumental, outdoor game of...
Tag?
Sandy and Patrick: Tag!
- Playing tag?
Just the three of you?
[campers squealing]
- That's right. - Just the three of us.
- All right, all right. Go.
Get outta my hair.
Hmm.
[campers cheering]
[thunder rolls]
- Aw. - Agh!
- Ooh. Aw.
[sad country music]
♪ ♪
[campers crying]
- I thought I told you to play outside!
- We can't play tag outside.
It's raining.
- Well, then play inside,
quietly.
Very quietly.
[together] Very quietly.
- [whispering] Quietly.
campers: Hmm...
[campers squealing]
- Huh?
- You're it.
- [laughs] And now you're it.
- Mmm.
Yah! Oh!
- Mmm!
[gasps]
[babbles]
- [laughs]
Yow!
Yah! [grunts]
- Yah! Ah.
[upbeat music]
- ♪ La-da-dee, la-da-dum, la-da-d-- ♪
Hm? [loud crashing]
[laughter] - [grunting]
- You're it! - Hmm?
- [growls]
What on Earth is-- What the...
- More tea? - Yes, please.
- And may I have a crumpet? - Mmm.
[laughter]
- Mmm, crumpets, huh? Yeah.
- Very clever. Very, very clever.
[laughter] [loud crashing]
- Hmm. I'm not falling for it.
- [gasps]
- Eee!
- Don't tag me! No!
- Tag him! Tag him!
- [grunting]
♪ ♪
No, no! Don't tag me!
Please! I'm too young!
- [straining]
- No, no, no, no, no, no! - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!
- [groaning]
Tag!
- No! [crying]
- All right, that's it!
- Uh, eh... both: Uh-oh.
- What? What's wrong?
Huh?
- Hello!
- Aah!
- You got something on your head.
- Ow!
[grunts] [campers shouting]
- And stay out!
- Oh, but it's muddy out here!
- And it's cold!
- And the sky's crying.
- Here you go.
[upbeat music]
[campers shivering]
- [chuckles]
- You're it.
- Yo, Dinghies!
You're gonna catch cold out there.
Come inside.
[thunder rolls] [wind blows]
- Be careful in here.
These jocks tend to play rough.
[upbeat music]
- Here, dry off, you drips.
[campers grunting]
[campers laughing]
- 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.
- [laughing]
- 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?
- [sighs]
- [laughs] You're it.
- [laughs] Yah, you're it!
[ragtime music]
- What are you doing? - Playing tag.
- Jock be nimble!
Tag, you're it!
- Aah! [grunts]
Grr!
[laughs] Jock be quick!
- Ooh! - Yah!
You're it! Tag!
- Agh.
Oh, it's on, bros.
Tag!
[all grunting]
- [laughing] - Oh!
[all panting] - You're it.
And Dinghies, do me a favor
and don't come back.
Your games are too rough.
- Tag!
- [screaming]
[loud crashing]
- ♪ We're gonna play tag ♪
♪ We're not gonna quit ♪
[rock music]
♪ I don't wanna brag, but tag, you're it ♪
[both laughing] [both gasping]
- ♪ You better run now, go lickety split ♪
[grunts]
♪ I don't wanna brag, but tag, you're it ♪
♪ Tag, you're it ♪
♪ A-B-C-D, everybody's tagging me! ♪
♪ Uno-dos-tres-quatro ♪
♪ Did I tag you? I thought so! ♪
[laughing]
♪ We're gonna play tag, we're not gonna quit ♪
- [gulping]
- ♪ I don't wanna brag, but tag, you're it ♪
- [grunts]
- ♪ Tag, you're it! ♪ [campers shouting]
- ♪ Tag, you're it ♪
♪ Tag, you're it ♪ ♪ Tag, you're it ♪
♪ Gotcha ♪ ♪ Tag, you're it ♪
[laughing] Tag!
- [gasps]
[laughter]
[bright music]
- Hmm. Huh?
Aw.
Dinghy cabin, front and center!
Line up.
- Is this right? - Oh, I think I--
- Or this, or maybe this? - Or this?
- [sighs]
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?
[campers moaning]
- I'm kidding. She's had her shots.
- [cooing]
- Just keep her amused with your shenanigans
until I finish me work upstairs,
and be quiet. [sighs]
[yawning]
- Money, money, money, money, money, money, money, money...
- Now where were we?
- [clears throat]
Derived from the Old English for "hit,"
I believe-- tag, you're it!
- [cooing]
- Aw, look.
Baby Pearl wants to play tag with us.
Ain't that adorable?
- [cooing]
- Tag, you're it,
you little cutie.
- [scoffs] Babies can't play tag!
[grunts]
They don't have their brains yet.
- [belches]
- [angry gibberish]
[campers grunting]
[together] 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.
[together] Ready?
- Uh-oh!
[campers shouting]
[rock music]
- [grunting]
♪ ♪
[campers grunting]
- [cooing]
[all screaming]
- Aah!
[campers grunting]
[tense music]
- [snoring]
- Yoo-hoo. Baby Pearl?
- Sweetie pie?
- Where are--
- [cooing]
- Okay, it doesn't count
unless all three of us tag her at the same time.
On the count of three:
one, two, three!
[all shouting]
- What the...
- [laughing]
[thunder rolls] Aah!
[relaxed music]
- Ah, peace and quiet.
[yawns]
♪ ♪
[thundercrack]
- Counselor Squidward! Hmm.
- Yes, sir?
- I order you to play tag with your campers,
and keep them out of me shell!
Well, go ahead.
[laughing]
- [laughs] 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!
[campers cheering]
- [laughs] Looks like you're it forever.
- Tag!
- [gasping]
- You're it forever!
[laughing]
Yeah!
- Come back here, counselor!
I'm gonna tag you so hard
your suction cups are gonna spin!
[laughter]
- Tag, you're it! [laughs]
[upbeat whistling music]
♪ ♪