The SpongeBob Movie: Green Eggs and Ham/Transcript (2024)

Here is the transcript of The SpongeBob Movie: Green Eggs and Ham.

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(Paramount Animation logo, Nickelodeon Movies logo (SpongeBob style) and Warner Bros Pictures logo (Bugs Bunny included))

The movie begins with the sunrising in Bikini Bottom, SpongeBob woke up in hopes to be a beautiful day.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Mr. Sun came up and he smiled at me
Said, "It's gonna be a good one, just wait and see!"
Jumped outta bed and I ran outside,
Feeling so extra ecstatified!

It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)
It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)

I'm so busy, got nothing to do,
Spent the last two hours just tying my shoe.
Every flower, every grain of sand,
Is reaching out to shake my hand.

It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)
It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)

Sometimes the little things
Start closing in on me,
When I'm feeling down,
I wanna lose that frown,
I stick my head out the window and I look around.

Those clouds don't scare me they can't disguise,
This magic that's happening right before my eyes.
Soon Mr. Moon will be shining bright,
So the best day ever can last all night.
Yeah, the best day ever's gonna last all night now.

It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)
It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)
It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)
It's the best day ever! (Chorus: Best day ever)

With the song fading, the title shows "The SpongeBob Movie: Green Eggs and Ham".

One day at Looney Tune Land, SpongeBob and his friends spending their time at Looney Tune Land with Bugs, Daffy and their friends.

Narrator: Our story starts here on what some people say, in the world of Bikini Bottom in the underwater way.

French Narrator: Pardoo moi, Monsieur, but I do the narrating in Bikini Bottom.

Narrator: Oops, sorry, I'll be back later.

French Narrator: Now then, we join SpongeBob SquarePants and his friends spending their time in Looney Tune Land with Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck and their friends.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Thanks for the fun time at Looney Tune Land, Bugs!

Bugs Bunny: Anytime, SpongeBob, it's a perfect opportunity to have good friends you can count on.

Daffy Duck: Not to mention being neutral if I might add, observe Plankton and Marvin the Martian about to use their secret weapon.

In the space section of Looney Tune Land, Marvin and Plankton are preparing the Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator.

Sheldon J. Plankton: Okay, Marvin, the secret weapon is ready!

Marvin the Martian: Splendid work, Plankton. And once the Illudium Q-36 Explosive Space Modulator is ready, we can blow up the earth and you will get the krabby patty secret formula. Isn't it delightful?

Sheldon J. Plankton: It sure is.

Marvin the Martian: And now...

But before Marvin could activated, a giant wormhole appears out of nowhere and sucks in one of his instant Martians.

Marvin the Martian: Oh, dear! The Giant Serverversal Wormhole! No telling what new dimensional one of us we'll end up in!

Sheldon J. Plankton: So, now what do we do?

Marvin the Martian: We must create the state of emergency underground take cover! Come, K-9, we must warn our comrades at once!

K-9: (barks)

With no time to lose, Marvin, K-9 and Plankton left the space section just before Marvin's home gets sucked into it.

Once Marvin, K-9 and Plankton made it to the center of Looney Tune Land, they begin their code red horn alarm.

Marvin the Martian: (on the megaphone) Attention, Citizens of Looney Tune Land! This is a code red emergency! Quickly head to the underground shelter for safety! And those who're Major Characters of Looney Tunes and honored guest to Looney Tune Land, please make sure all tunes are accounted for! Thank you, have a nice day!

As soon as Marvin's finished with his speech, all the citizens of Looney Tune Land panicked with the wormhole closing in.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Everyone, we cannot panic!

Sandy Cheeks: You heard him, let's make sure everyone's at the underground shelter!

Squidina Star: Got it!

Mr. Krabs: Don't let it take me money!

Squidward Tentacles: Mommy!

Patrick Star: Everybody, run!

Daffy Duck: Okay, let's see if anyone's here. SpongeBob, Gary, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs, Sandy, Plankton, Karen, Squidina, Mrs. Puff and Pearl are here, I'm here with Bugs, Elmer, Porky, Sam, Dan, Sylvester, Tweety, Road Runner, Wile, Speedy, Pepé, Penelope, Foghorn, Henery, Dawg, Marvin, K-9, Taz, Granny, Sylvester Jr., Hippety Hopper, Hector, Miss Prissy, Mac and Tosh, Cecil, Beaky, Sam, Ralph, Hubie and Bertie, Claude, Charlie, Marc Anthony and puss*foot, Witch Hazel, Gossamer, Michigan, Pete, Lola, Bosko, Sniffles, Petunia, Melissa, Queen Tyr'ahnee, Aoogah, Pound, Blanko, Bang, Bupkus and Nawt. Okay, present and accounted for with other tunes in underground shelter. Now, let's get to our shelter.

But it was too late, just as the wormhole got close, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends got sucked and disappeared along with the wormhole.

Meanwhile in Seuss World, it was nighttime as the French Narrator spoke to the other narrator.

French Narrator: Okay, now it's your turn to narrate.

Narrator: Thank you! (narrates) Just east of North Westville and south of Goo-bai, a town known as Glurfsburg might catch your eye. Our story starts here. Who knows what's in store? It begins with a kite, and then...

Just then, the camera zooms down to reveal the kite being piloted by a ninja.

Ninja: Woo-hoo-hoo!

Narrator: Shut the front door! That is a... That's a ninja! This is Dr. Seuss, so I wasn't expecting-- (as the ninja cuts the kite string and falls down) Oh, why would you cut the line? (as he grabs a piece of paper) What's a piece of paper gonna do? (as he uses it as a surfboard as he falls) Oh, you just answered my question.

Soon, the ninja lands safely at Glurfsburg Zoo, whose sign reads, "Glurfsburg Zoo: Home of the World Famous Chickeraffe.

Ninja: Dive roll! (dive rolls into the zoo)

Narrator: This sneak has snuck into a zoo! (as the ninja climbs up a Moostrich, a half-moose, half-ostrich creature) Past the Moostrich, (as he uses a snorkel and swims past a couple of Walvarks, a half-walrus, half-aardvark hybrids who eat ants as he passes by) the Walvark, (as the ninja hides in the shaggy hair of a Llama-Gnu, a half-llama, half-gnu creature) and the Llama-Gnu.

Next, the ninja hums a spy tune as he grabs a pole vault pole and uses it to climb over the wall, waving to the security guard, who is sleeping, as he passes by his post.

Narrator: That wall is no problem. It's barely a hurdle! (as the ninja lands on top of the head of a turtle) But the same can't be said of those large slapping turtles! (as the turtles are revealed to be slapping turtles, giant sea turtles who use their big flippers to slap intruders and one of them slaps the ninja out of their pool) Oh! With the right flipper!

Ninja: (walks up to the top of a hill, past numerous warning signs reading "Danger Keep Out!", "Warning Do Not Enter", and one with a poison symbol, leading to a cage with a big Chickeraffe, a half-chicken, half-giraffe hybrid, inside, who grunts as he rises) Okay, okay. Shh, shh, shh, shh. Easy. Easy, now. Easy! Easy, big fella. Oh, wow!

The alarm suddenly goes off, waking the security guard who falls down the stairs out of his post, until he reaches the end.

Narrator: Yet, when the guard got there, see what he learnt: (as the guard gasps as the camera cuts to the cage that held the Chickeraffe) The cage was still present, but man and beast... (as the camera zooms in to reveal the ninja had broken the Chickeraffe out of his cage) weren't.

French Narrator: (as a time card says) Meanwhile...

The very morning, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are falling.

SpongeBob SquarePants: AAAAAAHHHHHH!!! (as they landed in the middle of the street) What is this place?

Patrick Star: Look at all those people!

Guy-Am-I: On your left! Busy inventor coming through! Well, I'm gonna be late! I'm going to be late.

Narrator: "Who's this guy," you wonder, "rushing round in a hurry?" Relax with the questions. We'll get there. Don't worry. And our heroes you know and loved came to this world that's true. Wondered what this guy is up to, they knew what to do.

With Guy looks at a piece of paper which reads, "SnerzCo: Biggest meeting of your life. Don't be late." He puts the paper down, revealing SnerzCo as the bell sounds.

Bosko: Come on, y'all! Let's follow him!

Guy-Am-I: Right on time. This is it. Whoa! (falls into a knee-deep puddle with his head sticking out of the water as he groans as he gets out of the puddle) Who puts a puddle-- (as a do-gooder suddenly appears in front of him with a clipboard and a flyer that says, "Save the Yips.") Oh!

Do-Gooder: Hey, mister! Save the Yips?

Guy-Am-I: No time.

Do-Gooder: They have the Yaps, but we're searching for a cure! Please, sign here.

Guy-Am-I: (groans as he grabs the pen from the do-gooder and angrily signs "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", "No", and "No", followed by an "And no" next to the last "no" on the clipboard) Stupid Yips and Yaps making me late!

Family man: E-Excuse me, sir. Would you mind taking a photo of us?

Guy-Am-I: No!

Family man: Great! Thanks. (hands him the camera)

Guy-Am-I: That's not what I meant.

Family man: It's the button on top.

But when Guy looks at the top of the camera, there are lots of buttons on top.

Guy-Am-I: Say, "I'm ruining your life!"

Family: We're ruining your life!

Then, Guy groans as he punches the camera and takes their picture.

At SnerzCo, he pushes the elevator button to the meeting at the fourth floor multiple times. The elevator has a third floor, a second floor, a first-and-a-half floor, a first-and-three-sixteenths floor, and even a first-and-seven-forty-six-eighty-third floor. Guy whines as he waits for the elevator to open.

Guy-Am-I: (smashing the button in frustration) Oh, come on!

Finally, Guy reaches the fourth floor as he walks up to the receptionist.

Guy-Am-I: I'm Guy, life-long inventor, here for the biggest meeting of my life!

Receptionist: That's nice. Have a seat. We'll be with you in the next seven hours.

Guy-Am-I: (groans as he notices a flying hat) Huh?

Then, the camera pans to reveal other inventors with numerous successful inventions.

Narrator: Look at the neat and amazing inventions! Every one worthy of Snerz's attention! There's an anti-umbrella! (as one inventor opens up her anti-umbrella, an umbrella that makes rain) And a tree stump de-rooter! (as another inventor uses his invention to pull a tree stump from its roots) And right over there is a narrator muter! I wonder what that does? (as his voice fades as another inventor turns down the volume on her narrator muter) Wait! Hold on! No! Stop turning the dial, please! I can't-- (as the people applaud)

Female inventor: Yours is a winner for sure!

Male voice: All right! Woo-hoo!

With the voice heard, another inventor named Philip, happily comes out of the meeting room with his invention and a ticket to Meepville.

Philip: I'm going to Meepville! (as the people applaud)

Woman: Oh, I hope we make the cut!

Male inventor: Fingers crossed! (as he uses his invention, an auto finger-crosser, to cross his fingers)

Female inventor: Ooh! An auto finger-crosser? They said it couldn't be done.

Guy-Am-I: (sighs as he sits down)

Male inventor: So, what's your invention?

Guy-Am-I: It's, uh... It's nothing special.

Male inventor: Ooh! Nothing special? Sounds special!

Man: Ooh, nice!

Male inventor: Get a load of that! Snerz is gonna love that!

Back to the streets, the narrator's voice is back.

Narrator: A narrator muter? These people have no idea what I do. This is my craft--

Do-Gooder: Support the Yips, sir?

Narrator: Ah-ha! I'm back! My volume's off zero! Just in time to see SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends meet our other hero!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Hey, guys! Look!

Sam-I-Am: (whistles as he walks down the sidewalk until he runs into the puddle) Whoa! Nice try there, puddle. Not gonna catch me! (jumps over it) Hup! Ah, why not? (laughs as he jumps into the puddle and hums as he does some backstrokes)

Patrick Star: That looks like fun! (jumps on it) Cannonball!

With one splash, Sam was sent out of the puddle as Patrick chuckles.

Do-Gooder: Mister, support the Yips?

Sam-I-Am: (suddenly lifts his head up when wet) Yips?

A man known as McWinkle was seen passing the do-gooder just before Sam jumps in front of her.

Do-Gooder: Oh!

Sam-I-Am: I heard they have the Yaps. Just tragic. (grabs the pen from the do-gooder as he excitedly signs his name on the clipboard) Okay, where do I sign? Can I do it more than once? (tips his hat at the do-gooder as he backflips away happily) Boing! Handspring! Whoo! (laughs)

Then, the camera pans down to reveal he has signed his name, Sam I-Am, 16 times, the last time being "Sam Indeed I-Am".

Sam-I-Am: Here we go! Uh-oh! Coming through! (runs into the family who was trying to get their picture taken by Guy earlier as he takes the camera) Oh, family photo! Priceless moment! Say cheese! (takes a selfie with them) Give me duck face! (as they do duck faces) Tea pot arms! (as they do tea pot arms) Put a leg in the air! (as they put their legs in the air) Pucker hard! (as they pucker hard) Squat! (as they squat) Scream!

As the family screams happily as Sam takes their last photo, he gives the camera back to the dad.]

Family: Thanks, Mister!

Dad: Hey, what's your name?

Sam-I-Am: I'm Sam. Sam-I-Am. (happily skips along)

SpongeBob SquarePants: Hello.

Sam-I-Am: Well, hello! I don't believe we've met. I am Sam, Sam-I-Am. And you are?

SpongeBob SquarePants: I'm SpongeBob SquarePants, nice to meet ya.

Patrick Star: Hi, I'm Patrick Star and his is my little sister Squidina.

Squidina Star: Hi.

Sandy Cheeks: Howdy, the names Sandy. Sandy Cheeks.

Squidward Tentacles: Squidward Tentacles.

Mr. Krabs: Ahoy! I'm Mr. Krabs! I like money!

SpongeBob SquarePants: And this is Mr. Krabs' daughter Pearl, Plankton, his wife Karen, Mrs. Puff and my pet snail, Gary.

Gary the Snail: (meows)

Sam-I-Am: Nice to meet you.

SpongeBob SquarePants: And these are our new friends from Looney Tune Land: Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Elmer Fudd, Porky Pig, Yosemite Sam, his twin brother Sesame Dan, Sylvester, Tweety, Road Runner, Wile E. Coyote, Speedy Gonzales, Pepé Le Pew, Penelope puss*cat, Foghorn Leghorn, Henery Hawk, Barnyard Dawg, Marvin the Martian, K-9, Taz the Tasmanian Devil, Granny, Sylvester's son Sylvester Jr., Hippety Hopper, Hector the Bulldog, Miss Prissy, Mac and Tosh the Goofy Gophers, Cecil Turtle, Beaky Buzzard, Sam Sheepdog, Ralph Wolf, Hubie and Bertie, Claude Cat, Charlie Dog, Marc Anthony and puss*foot, Witch Hazel, Gossamer, Michigan J. Frog, Pete Puma, Lola Bunny, Bosko, Sniffles, Petunia Pig, Melissa Duck, Queen Tyr'ahnee, Aoogah, and the Nerdlucks: Pound, Blanko, Bang, Bupkus and Nawt.

Bugs Bunny: Eh! (eats his carrot) What's up, Doc?

Sam-I-Am: Hey there. So, what bring's you all here to Glurfsburg.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, we kinda got sucked into the wormhole at Looney Tune Land.

Daffy Duck: We were making sure everyone stayed in the underground shelter until it's over, we got sucked into the Serverversal wormhole and bam! Here we are at Glurfsburg.

Sam-I-Am: Well, today is your lucky day, I'd be glad to give you guys the tour of a lifetime if you like.

Bosko: Sounds good to me, Sam! (to his friends) What'd y'all think?

With that, everyone chatted in agreement as Same shows them around the town.

Back to the SnerzCo waiting room, the receptionist is tapping her pen.

Receptionist: Guy-Am-I? Is there a Guy-Am-I here?

Guy-Am-I: (looks around) I'm the only person in this room. (stands up and walks toward the meeting room) You sure there isn't anyone else you want to squeeze in first?

Receptionist: Nope. You're the absolute, very last person they wanted to see.

Guy-Am-I: Hmm.

Receptionist: Lose the frown, Kid. They're just a bunch of bean counters and pencil pushers. (pushes her pen on a button as the door buzzes open)

So with that, Guy walks through the SnerzCo meeting room, which is full of literal bean counters and pencil pushers who literally count beans and push their pencils.

Bean counter: (counting his beans, one by one as they come out of a tube and putting them through another tube) One bean. Two beans.

As the narrator continues narrating, Guy continues walking until he reaches an X in front of the Honchos who are waiting to review his invention.

Narrator: Our friend Guy-Am-I hasn't been a success. Every invention's ended up a huge mess. All that failure has made his hope nearly run dry. But today, he's gonna give it...

Guy-Am-I: One last try.

Then, a female bean counter named Michellee Weebie is counting her beans as they are being passed down to her and putting them in a big jar.

Michellee Weebie: 7,462 beans. 7,463 beans.

Female Honcho: All right, Buddy. You're up.

Male Honcho: Dazzle us.

Guy-Am-I: (puts down his briefcase as he clears his throat and begins to present his invention) Isn't travel the worst? Trapped on a cold air balloon with a bunch of strangers, all of 'em yacking at you, pestering you, never letting you stew in peace. Stuck at the mercy of someone else's schedule as the last bus pulls away, and you're not on it!

Michellee Weebie: 7,469 beans.

Guy-Am-I: Well, what if you could go where you want to, whenever you want to, entirely on your own? Now you can. (presents his invention, a self-flying machine with twelve arms) With the Self-Flyer.

Male Honcho #1: Hmm, interesting.

Female Honcho: I'm leaning in. (literally does so)

Male Honcho #2: Intriguing.

Bean counter #1: I was ignoring the sad man, but he has my attention now!

Bean counter #2: Exclusive, aspirational, definitely Snerz-worthy!

Michellee Weebie: Oh! (chuckles wryly) That's good. Just what every child needs! A death trap strapped onto their back!

Guy-Am-I: (wearing the Self-Flyer like a backpack) This thing is 100% safe, as you will see in the following demonstration, when I 100% won't explode.

Male Honcho #2: Ooh, I like it.

Then, Guy exhales as he presses a button on one of the controls, starting the Self-Flyer, which beeps, blows out smoke from the back, waves its arms, and starts to take off.

Guy-Am-I: (takes off from the ground) Oh!

Honchos: (gasps)

Guy-Am-I: Don't explode. Don't explode. Don't explode. Whoa! (as the Self-Flyer stays in the air as Guy looks down on everyone)

Male Honcho #2: Wowzers!

Guy-Am-I: I'm not exploding! Whoo! (laughs as he flies through the meeting room, attracting the attention of the bean counters and pencil pushers)

Male Honcho #2: Self-Flyer.

Soon, the Honchos all glance at each other.

Male Honcho #2: Hmm?

Female Honcho: I think we're all in agreement.

Finally, Guy starts to land back on the X.

Female Honcho: You're going to Meepville! Get ready to pitch to Snerz himself!

Soon, the camera pans up to a portrait of Snerz holding a ticket.

Female Honcho: See you...

At last, a hand with a ticket comes out of the hand in the Snerz portrait.

Female Honcho: ...SnerzDay!

Narrator: Guy felt fantastic! He'd finally won! He'd invented a thing-a-ma-do that had done!

Suddenly, the Self-Flyer starts clanking and flying out of control.

Guy-Am-I: Whoa! Oh, no! (struggles to keep his invention under control as heads towards Michellee's beans, then towards the Honchos)

Michellee Weebie: No, not my beans!

Honchos: Whoa!

Guy-Am-I: Whoa! Whoa! (gasps)

Then, Guy continues stomping on the ground as he tries to keep his invention under control until it flips upside down, and then... BOOM! It explodes. The bean counters and pencil pushers notice this, then go back to counting their beans and pushing their pencils. The Self-Flyer's last two arms clap slowly before they explode.

Male Honcho: Holy moly!

Michellee Weebie: Oh, dear. I'm not gonna say, "I told you so," because I've written it down. (shows the sign "I told you so" as the Meepville ticket burned up and the hand gave him a thumb down)

Narrator: Guy wondered why he bothered to even show up... when everything he invented was sure to blow up. There's Guy's critic, bean counter Michellee, whose face always looked like she'd smelled something... smelly.

Michellee Weebie: Oh, just the thought of that awful device gives me the fuzzles. (holds out her daughter's picture) I wouldn't let my daughter go anywhere near it. (sighs) E.B. is very fragile.

Just then, the scene cuts to where Michellee's daughter E.B. appears and begins her attempt to catch the Pandog, a half-panda, half-dog creature.

Narrator: E.B.'s not so fragile. If her mom only knew that she's luring a Pandog with cheese-stuffed bamboo. Mom would have a conniption. "No pets is the rule!" But E.B.'s not listening, 'cause...

E.B. Weebie: A pet would be cool! (as she tries to reel it up with a fishing pole) Got it! Come on! Come on! (as the string snaps off form the cheese-stuffed bamboo) Oh! (as she was sent sliding down from the stairway handrail and to the living room.

Mrs. McGrisses: Don't worry. I won't tell your mother.

E.B. Weebie: (sighs) Thank you, Mrs. McGrisses.

Mrs. McGrisses: As long as you buy me a car!

E.B. Weebie: What?

Mrs. McGrisses: I like them red and fast! Flames on the side.

E.B. Weebie: You know I'm ten, right? (hears a horn that toots to "La Cucaracha" and looks through the window and gasps)

Family Kid: Hey, E.B.! Wanna ride occycles?

E.B. Weebie: Do I want to? Yes. Can I? No. Because I don't have one. Because my mom won't let me.

Family Kid: Hey, why don't you hop on my handlebars then?

E.B. Weebie: My mom would be able to tell. She checks my eyebrows for wind-blownness and my general disposition for any traces of exhilaration or whimsy.

Family Kid: Ouch.

E.B. Weebie: Yeah, you should just get out of here. Just this conversation is slightly whimsilarating.

News Anchor: We interrupt this old person soap opera to report: a Chickeraffe has escaped the Glurfsburg Zoo!

E.B. Weebie: (gasps) Hey!

News Reporter: This animal is wild and should be considered extremely dangerous!

E.B. Weebie: Looks like I just found my new pet.

At the Glurfsburg Zoo, the guard was just closing the zoo when McWinkle and his partner Gluntz, a duo of B.A.D. G.U.Y.S. are on the investigation.

McWinkle: Greetings, we have some questions about the Chickeraffe.

Zoo Guard: (sighs) I already told you cops everything I know.

McWinkle: Eh-eh. We're not the cops. We're the B.A.D. G.U.Y.S.

Gluntz: Yeah, it's even on our card. (shows it) Check it out! Sweet font, huh?

Zoo Guard: You have cards? (as McWinkle shoots the net at him) No, no, no! (as he menacingly panics as he's brought to the slapping turtles) Oh, no! D-Don't hurt me! I-I-I'll tell you anything!

Gluntz: (as she struggles to hold onto the net)

McWinkle: Where is the Chickeraffe?

Gluntz: Better talk fast, 'cause this pole's getting really heavy!

Zoo Guard: (whimpers) I-It just escaped! It ran away!

Gluntz: He's a liar! Please, McWinkle. Can I drop him, please?

McWinkle: If the man were a liar, his pants would be on fire. Those are clearly just scaredy pants. Tell me, coward, did you find anything unusual at the scene?

Zoo Guard: Unusual? No. Just a kite, a snorkel, and a pole vault pole.

McWinkle: Gluntz, let him go. (as she drops him into the pool of slapping turtles by mistake) I meant let him go... free.

Gluntz: Oops! My bad. My bad. (to the Zoo Guard offscreen) Sorry 'bout that.

Zoo Guard: (as he screams flying in the air)

McWinkle: How many jobs have I done, Gluntz?

Gluntz: 862! A B.A.D. G.U.Y. record!

McWinkle: And how many jobs have you done?

Gluntz: Roof slide! One, sir! Uh, counting this one. And may I just say, it has been sick!

McWinkle: This was no escape. Someone broke in and took that Chickeraffe. That someone has the animal. He is our target.

Gluntz: Can you see me? I am jacked right now! (exclaims) I have always wanted a target!

McWinkle: We find the target, we find the Chickeraffe and deliver it directly to the Bigman.

With a thunder flashing, the scene changes into SnerzCo while the narrator continues the story.

Narrator: In Meepville, there was no man bigger than Snerz, whose hair was, in fact, just a miniature Flerz.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (as the Flerz tries to escape from him) Tell me, Yes Man, is it ready?

Yes Man: Y-Yes, Mr. Snerz.

Narrator: He owned everything that a Snerson could own! Like a solid gold stapler and a gold-plated stone. (as it fell on him)

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Careful with my stone! It's covered in gold!

Yes Man: (straining gives him a thumb up) Yes, Mr. Snerz.

Narrator: But his pets were his most belovedest treasures. Animal friends who'd be with him.... (as Snerz opens the curtains) forever.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Greetings, little ones! (as they longed to escape) Stay! That's very good. Daddy loves you, too.

Narrator: Just one spot remained on Snerz's wall, and it was reserved for the rarest of all. (as the sign under the last empty position says "Chickeraffe" and Snerz laughs evilly)

Meanwhile, Guy was left out after his invention exploded and went to the bus station.

Narrator: Guy has inventions but no place called home. And right now, he's desperate to take off and roam. Where does it matter, be it far or near? As long as it's AnyOldWhereButHere.

Announcer Over PA: The 4:28 bus to AnyOldWhereButHere is departing in three seconds. Three seconds until--

Guy-Am-I: No!

Announcer Over PA: That's it. That was three seconds.

Guy-Am-I: No! Stop the bus, please! Stop the bus! (lost his temper) Stupid invention! Stupid Guy! I give up! (as he walks to the restaurant in anger) Stupid bus! Stupid town! Stupid sidewalk! Stupid hat. (enters)

Waitress: Welcome to our diner, Diner! (as he groans) Okay... (shows the menu) Apps are over here.

Guy-Am-I: I'll have the oatmush.

Waitress: (blows her bubble gum) Swirl of jam with that?

Guy-Am-I: No.

Waitress: How about a touch of honey, honey?

Guy-Am-I: Just oatmush, dry, and a spoon. (reads the newspaper)

Waitress: (placed the bubble on the order and sends it) One Sad Man's Special! (blows it to the chef)

Chef: One Sad Man's Special comin' up! (pops the bubble and takes the order)

Narrator: What to do next? Certainly not invent. But Guy needed something to help pay the rent.

Sam-I-Am: (as he, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends arrived) Afternoon, Donna. Love what you've done with your fur!

Donna: Oh, you! Same as it always is.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Awe, what a place to get breakfast.

Sam-I-Am: (inhales) Oh, wow. Look at this! We're Briefcase Buddies! It's like finding a matching snowflake.

Guy-Am-I: It's an unremarkable attache sold in most major stores.

Sam-I-Am: And we both bought it! Plus, to end up sitting next to each other like this. I mean... wow. I'm just gonna say wow! I am Sam. Sam-I-Am. Of the Glurfsburg I-Am's. Perhaps you've heard of us? And these are my new pals, SpongeBob SquarePants, his pet snail Gary, Patrick Star, Squidward Tentacles, Mr. Krabs, Sandy Cheeks, Sheldon J. Plankton, his computer wife Karen, Patrick's adopted little sister Squidina, Mrs. Puff, Mr. Krabs' daughter Pearl, Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Elmer Fudd, Porky Pig, Yosemite Sam, his twin brother Sesame Dan, Sylvester, his son Sylvester Jr., Tweety, Road Runner, Wile E. Coyote, Speedy Gonzales, Pepé Le Pew, Penelope puss*cat, Foghorn Leghorn, Henery Hawk, Barnyard Dawg, Marvin the Martian, K-9, Taz the Tasmanian Devil, Granny, Hippety Hopper, Hector the Bulldog, Miss Prissy, Mac and Tosh the Goofy Gophers, Cecil Turtle, Beaky Buzzard, Sam Sheepdog, Ralph Wolf, Hubie and Bertie, Claude Cat, Charlie Dog, Marc Anthony and puss*foot, Witch Hazel, Gossamer, Michigan J. Frog, Pete Puma, Lola Bunny, Bosko, Sniffles, Petunia Pig, Melissa Duck, Queen Tyr'ahnee, Aoogah and the Nerdlucks: Pound, Blanko, Bang, Bupkus and Nawt. What's your handle, partner?

Guy-Am-I: Grumph!

Sam-I-Am: Grrrumph! Lovely name. How do you spell that? Is that one rumph or two?

Donna: So, Sam, I imagine you'll be having the ushe?

Sam-I-Am: If you insist.

Donna: (blows the next bubble and sends the next order) Green eggs and ham!

Chef: Comin' up!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Green eggs and ham? Never tried one of these before.

Sam-I-Am: SpongeBob, just you'll wait, you're gonna flip!

Guy-Am-I: Yuck!

Sam-I-Am: (knocks his newspaper) You don't like green eggs and ham?

Guy-Am-I: No, I do not like them, Sam-I-Am. I do not like green eggs and ham.

Sam-I-Am: Understood. Question asked and answered. No further queries necessary. (clicks his tongue) Have you ever tried them before?

Guy-Am-I: (sighs) No.

Sam-I-Am: Well, how can you be so sure you don't like 'em if you've never actually eaten 'em?

Guy-Am-I: Well, I've never eaten Walvark droppings, but I'm certain I wouldn't enjoy those either.

Sam-I-Am: But green eggs and ham are the most deliciousist, nutritiousist, greenisist thing in the world! And PS, they're especially good here.

Guy-Am-I: That's fantastic. But I don't want them, here or otherwise.

Sam-I-Am: Tell you what, make that a lot more orders, Donna. On me.

Bosko: Okay, all in favor of green eggs and ham, raise your hands! (as he, SpongeBob, Gary, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs, Sandy, Plankton, Squidina, Mrs. Puff, Pearl, Daffy, Elmer, Porky, Sam, Dan, Sylvester, Sylvester Jr., Wile, Pepé, Penelope, Henery, Dawg, Marvin, K-9, Taz, Granny, Hippety, Hector, Beaky, Sam, Ralph, Claude, Charlie, Marc Anthony and puss*foot, Witch Hazel, Gossamer, Michigan, Pete, Petunia, Melissa, Queen Tyr'ahnee and the Nerdlucks raised their hands, tentacles, claws, fins, flippers, wings and hooves) And those who prefer with any special sauce to go with them, raise your hand!

Karen Plankton: (raised her robotic hand) I'll have mine with oil and batteries!

Bugs Bunny: (as he and Lola raised their hands) Ours with carrot sauce!

Tweety: (as he and Aoogah raised their wings) Ouws with biwd seeds!

Aoogah: (as the Road Runner raised his wing) He'll have his with Road Runner feed!

Road Runner: Meep-meep!

Speedy Gonzales: (raised his hand) I'll have mine with queso, guacamole and jalapeño sauce!

Foghorn Leghorn: (as he and Miss Prissy raised their wings) We'll have our with-- I say, We'll have our with chicken feed!

Miss Prissy: Yeh-ussssss!

Mac: None for us, Kind Madame, we'll have acorns roast instead.

Tosh: I say, nicely done.

Mac: Thank you.

Cecil Turtle: Checkered if you please.

Hubie and Bertie: Green eggs and ham with cheese!

Sniffles: Mine too!

Patrick Star: (to Guy) How about you, Mister?

Guy-Am-I: No! Just oatmush! And a spoon!

Sam-I-Am: Sad Man's Special. Tsk! Suit yourself. (as Guy circles the paint watcher job adds) So, what'd you fail at?

Guy-Am-I: (growls) Would you please just leave me alone?

Chef: (dings the bell) Order up! (as the food Sam, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends ordered came)

Sam-I-Am: Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! It's coming! Bring them in for a landing! (as Donna bring the food to them) The hangar is open!

Donna: Here's the ushe and group feast special, hun. Enjoy.

Pepé Le Pew: Ah! Merci bouquet, Mademoiselle! You certainly got the right order for Pepé and company. No?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, yes!

Guy-Am-I: Excuse me, but I ordered mine first.

Donna: Food comes out when it's ready.

Sam-I-Am: (sniffing) Oh, that's a good nose. It's an eggy nose. I'm getting hints of egg, and yes, definitely green.

Guy-Am-I: Yuck!

Sam-I-Am: (as everyone eat their food) Mmm! This is so good! It's like eating little pieces of joy. (moans) Each bite! Joy! Mmm! More joy!

Patrick Star: (eats his green eggs and ham) Yummy!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Say, Sam, do you know what will go good with green eggs and ham?

Sam-I-Am: No, what?

SpongeBob SquarePants: (put his green eggs and ham with his krabby patty) A krabby patty, you should try them! (eats it)

Sam-I-Am: That would be so awesome!

Guy-Am-I: Obviously in a disgusting way.

Female Inventor: (as she and the other inventors came inside) What do you recommend for a celebration? Because...

All: We're going to Meepville!

Sam-I-Am: Drop the flavor hammer, Bert!

Bert: You got it!

Inventors: (as they got their green eggs and ham) Egg-cellent! Fantastic! So green! Can't wait to try them in Meepville!

But as the song "Walkin' Back to Happiness" begins playing, Sam begins to take pity with Guy not getting his order.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, Donna, sorry to be a nudge, but my Briefcase Buddy here is still waiting on an oatmush. Spoon on the side?

Donna: You got it, sport.

Sam-I-Am: Thanks. You're a peach.

With that, Guy became very thankful with Sam's generosity and compassion for him.

Guy-Am-I: Thank you.

Sam-I-Am: No problem. (hugging him) That's what best friends are for!

Guy-Am-I: (forced him away) I just met you.

Bert: (rings the bell) Order up! Sad Man's Special.

Guy-Am-I: (sighs) Finally.

Donna: (brings the bowl to him) Bon appétit. (as he eats it right away) Careful! That bowl's hot!

Guy-Am-I: (felt the eat in his mouth as he swallows it and coughs the smoke out) I'm fine. Okay? (trips on the briefcase) Oh! (as he takes off with the wrong briefcase)

Sam-I-Am: Great meeting you, Grumph!

Guy-Am-I: My name is Guy. Guy-Am-I! (as he walks out the door)

Sam-I-Am: Huh, that's a weird name.

Patrick Star: I don't get it.

Elsewhere, E.B. was practicing her skills to catch the Chickeraffe.

E.B. Weebie: (placed a Chickeraffe headwear on Mrs. McGrisses) Chickeraffe-catching apparatus complete. Now, to test it on our first live subject, the rare northeastern babysitter. (hears her locks on her front door getting unlocked) Whoa! (as she ran off for a bit)

Michellee Weebie: (coming inside) E.B., I'm home. E.B.?

Mrs. McGrisses: Your daughter owes me a car. It's gonna be red.

Michellee Weebie: Okay. (as E.B. secretly takes the headwear off Mrs. McGrisses quickly) Well, thank you, Mrs. McGrisses. Yeah.

E.B. Weebie: Oh, uh... (clears her throat) Good evening, Mother!

Michellee Weebie: Oh! There's the bean that counts most of all. (hugs her daughter happily while inspects her) I detect a hint of... whimsy? I'll allow it. (kisses her cheek)

E.B. Weebie: (sighs)

Michellee Weebie: So, who's excited about our big business trip?

E.B. Weebie: Me. I am. Definitely. (tries to hide her gear on the window curtains) But... counter-proposal, maybe I could just stay here.

Michellee Weebie: But I thought you were looking forward to seeing Meepville.

E.B. Weebie: You know, I'm just worried about the big city, where every step is a roll of the dice. Maybe I'd be safer here in boring Glurfsburg where nothing ever happens.

News Anchor: Something happens in Glurfsburg! If there are children or over-protective single mothers in the room, -you may want to ask them to leave.

Michellee Weebie: Oh, my!

Cop: Do not panic! Chickeraffes are incredibly scary! They have huge teeth, sharp claws, a beak that can snap a man in two...

E.B. Weebie: I've-- I've seen this one before. Spoiler alert: It's all made up and not worth paying attention to.

Cop: Stare at one too long, and it'll steal your soul! Ah! What was that? Was that a Chickeraffe? Run for your lives! (runs like crazy) It can smell my fear!

Michellee Weebie: Oh! Oh, my! Right here in Glurfsburg? (as E.B.'s gear fell right out of nowhere) Cheese-stuffed bamboo? E.B., this creature is not a pet. It's terror on four feet!

E.B. Weebie: Chickeraffes walk on two feet, Mom.

Michellee Weebie: Of course. So they can use the other two to mash their prey into a fine paste. You are definitely coming with me to Meepville, young lady. And yes, the big city can be dangerous. Which is why we have these! (brings out some bracelets) They're Friendship Bracelets! (placed them on each other and demonstrates them as they magnetized each other)

Bracelets: (singing) Genuine Friendship!

Michellee Weebie: Fun! Right? This way, we can stick together and be safe always, like friends.

That night at the Front Yard By Snerz, Guy returned to his apartment and placed his newspaper on the sidetable as he sat miserably on the couch.

Narrator: The time had come to choose a choice.

Guy-Am-I: I do love inventing.

Narrator: Said his hopefulest voice. But stuff blowing up is a valid complaint. Could it be time to start watching paint?

Elsewhere, Sam, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are getting ready to leave Donna's Diner.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, drive safe, Philip! You may say those leftovers are for the Pandog, but we all know they're for you. Am I right? (as he left) Oh, classic Philip.

Donna: Mmkay, it's closing time, everyone.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, right. Right. Thanks, Donna. It's getting late. I should probably be heading home anyway. Got a bunch of friends wanting me to help them get settled in. Gonna be a real hoot. Possibly a double hoot. (chuckles) I should give you my address in case you and the kitchen staff feel like coming by.

Donna: I still have it, Sam. From the last time you invited us? And the six times before that.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, yeah. Of course. Of course! (carries the briefcase) Night, Donna!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Night, Donna, thanks for the green eggs and ham!

Donna: Goodnight, y'all.

Sam-I-Am: (sighs sadly)

Officer 1: (over the radio) This is Officer 17 reminding all units that the Chickeraffe is extremely dangerous! Please proceed with caution!

Bugs Bunny: Uh-oh! (as they all took off and hide out of sight)

Cop 1: Did you see that?

Cop 2: Uh, yeah, I think it went down that alley.

Sam-I-Am: Phew! Everyone, quick! (offers the ninja suits) Put these on!

Squidward Tentacles: What the barnacle for!?

Sam-I-Am: I'll explain later! (as they all suited up) Dun, dun, dun! (as they ran the end of the corner to the other side of the wall)

Cop 1: (gasps) Was that it? Check it out!

Cop 2: Uh, you go first!

Sam-I-Am: You're coming with me, Chickeraffe. (as they took off with the briefcase as Tweety takes a look around Glurfsburg)

Back at Guy's apartment, he's facing a bad luck despair at giving up inventing and be a paint watcher.

People in the Pool: We're going to Meepville! (as Guy takes a look outside as they did the conga) Ba, ba, ba, ba, Meepville! Ba, ba, ba, ba, Meepville! Ba, ba, ba, ba, Meepville! Ba, ba, ba, ba, Meepville!

Man: (as Guy closed the curtains as he shouts offscreen) You can still hear us!

Narrator: Guy picked the briefcase! He'll fix his Self-Flyer! (as Guy turns on the fireplace) My bad. He's tossing it into that fire. (as he placed in the fireplace)

Guy-Am-I: (hears something inside the briefcase) What? (as he hears it squeals and he gasps and screams) No, no, no! (blows as he tries to put the fire out and gasps) Um... (opens the briefcase carefully and opens so fast) Whoa! (as the Chickeraffe came right out) Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

As the Chickeraffe squeals, Tweety could see what's in Guy's apartment out of nowhere.

Tweety: I Tawt I Taw a Tickewaffe..... (as he looks through the window again) I Did, I Did, I Did Tee a Tickewaffe!

And so, Tweety flew out to warn Sam, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends as fast as his wings would let him.

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After Tweety went to warn the others, Guy was shocked to have the Chickeraffe in his apartment.

Narrator: When Guy's invention exploded, he'd lost all his hope. And burnt his briefcase at the end of his rope. Then a noise, and he grabbed it. There was something inside! A wild, scary beast! And nowhere to hide!

Guy-Am-I: This is it. I'm done for! I've lived my last day!

Narrator: Oh, don't be dramatic. It just wants to play!

When the Chickeraffe reacts to be playful, it keeps jumping up and down causing a lot of damage and Guy tries to save his priceless vases.

Guy-Am-I: Priceless? (brings out his newspaper) Over here! Over here! Look! Look! Fetch!

But the Chickeraffe didn't fetch it, but instead chases Guy-Am-I.

Guy-Am-I: Someone, please! Someone!

Inventors: (from another apartment singing) Still going to Meepville! Can't hear that guy screaming! Having too much fun here!

Guy-Am-I: (holding onto the Chickeraffe while its running on the celling)

Suddenly, the Chickeraffe hits the lamp on the celling that caused a spark to start a fire as Guy tired to put out the fire while getting a mouthful of water and two glasses to put out the fire on the couch.

Guy-Am-I: (as the Chickeraffe started tearing the neck pillows a part) Whoa! Whoa! Wait! Wait! Hold on! Hold on! Wait! Wait! (as he struggles to save the last one) I am not playing with you!

Then, Guy accidentally bumped into the vase and he missed catching it as it breaks, the Chickeraffe was encourages to break them one by one.

Guy-Am-I: Why are there so many vases?

With the Chickeraffe still jumping up and down, he got his head on the celling with the inventors still conga dancing.

Inventors: (singing) Still going to Meepville! Still going to Meepville!

Guy-Am-I: All right, buddy. (as he takes the briefcase) Take it easy. I just wanna get you back in your briefcase where you'll-- (as he heard a knock on the door)

Man: Hello? Mr. Am-I?

Guy-Am-I: Ugh. Oh, no. (to the Chickeraffe) Stay! Please, stay!

Man: Hello? Mr. Am-I? Is everything all right?

Guy-Am-I: (opens the door) Thank you! We're fine! The room is neither on fire nor under water.

Man: Excellent, sir. We hope you're enjoying your executive suite featuring 17 rare and priceless vases.

Guy-Am-I: (forces him away) Are those, by any chance, insured?

Man: (laughing) No! They're rare and priceless! Anyhoo, as a Quintuple Stainless Member, you are now entitled to a complimentary lullaby! So, if you'll just snuzzle yourself into bed and allow me to tuck you in...

Guy-Am-I: (stops him) If you don't mind... I sleep better standing up.

Man: Of course, sir. (plays note)

It's our honor to serve you
From Salamasond to Gree
And many thanks for respecting Our no pets policy
Now we bid you good morrow
And hope to see you soon
And just a quick reminder
Checkout's at noon!

Guy-Am-I: (as the Chickeraffe went to sleep on a made nest) Thank you so much. (trips him with a bruckle) You're wonderfully talented.

Man: Oh... (stammers)

As soon as he was out of sight, Guy picked up the briefcase to grab that Chickeraffe as the door behind him closed.

Guy-Am-I: No!

Then, the wild bird is at it again, crashing more objects.

Meanwhile, Sam still thinks he has the Chickeraffe while he, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are on the run.

Sam-I-Am: Yes! Almost home, Mr. Chickeraffe! Hoo! (as looked in his mailbox) Ooh! Junk mail! Sweet! Ho! Back flip! Whoa! (as they got inside his house and unmasked) All right, Big Fella, welcome to my place. It's just me here... until now! Let me show you around. Here's... pretty much everything, but don't get too comfortable, because the two of us are hittin' the road with some new friends!

Narrator: Sam thought his search for a buddy was about to end, because inside that case would be his new friend.

Sam-I-Am: (unlocked the briefcase) Now, who's ready for the first of many hugs? (as he looked inside the briefcase) What the-- Oh! Huh? (as he looked at the written words "Invented Property of Guy-Am-I (Caution: May Explode) Where's the Chickeraffe?!

Tweety: Fewwas! Fewwas!

SpongeBob SquarePants: What is it, Tweety?

Tweety: I know where the Tickewaffe is!

Meanwhile, Snerz was on the phone trying to get in touch with someone.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Where is the Chickeraffe? Delay? What delay? (as Yes-Man changed the painting of his sign) No! I told you the animal must be here in Meepville by SnerzDay! Today is Vingsday. Vingsday, Vongsday, Bangsday, Wingsday, Longsday, SnerzDay! (as the Who conductor got the band to play his tune) Yes, I know I have a lot of other animals. I have the most impressive collection of rare and exotic creatures in the entire northeastern quadri-sphere. Thank you very much! But compared to a Chickeraffe, these guys are all just a bunch of losers! (to the animals he collected) Yes, you are! (as Yes-Man brings the calendar to him) So, by sunrise on SnerzDay, there's going to be a new head on the wall, either the Chickeraffe's or yours. Can you dig it? (as the Who Conductor got the note for Bone Chilling Crescendo in C-Minor as the band plays it nearly blows the Flerz off)

Gluntz: (as he got the band blowing at her face) Well, I'm not gonna sugar-coat it. The Bigman sends his love! He said he appreciates our efforts and believes in us forever! Also he asks that I compliment you on your hat specifically.

McWinkle: Gluntz, that was so sugar-coated, I'm gettin' a cavity.

Donna: Hey there, big guy. What can I get you?

McWinkle: One Last Job Special to go.

Donna: You got it, dear.

Gluntz: Wait! Last Job Special? You mean--

McWinkle: Yes, I'm retiring from the BADGUY game, Gluntz. And my one last job is almost over. What did the guard at the zoo tell us he found outside the Chickeraffe cage?

Gluntz: Oh! A kite, a snorkel, and a pole vault pole! It was some of your finest intimidating!

McWinkle: Only one place in Glurfsburg sells all those items. Lem's House of Kites, Snorkels, and Pole Vault Poles. (as he points out)

Gluntz: Oh, poor Lem! Looks like the kite, snorkel, pole vault pole bubble has finally burst.

McWinkle: Hard to believe. Only one customer this year, and his address...is on this receipt. (as he shows it) One last job, Gluntz. Let's go get our target. Destination: eight, three--

Donna: Eight, three, five-- Are you writing? 8351 North Bluff Gluff. (on the phone with Guy at the scene) North, not South!

Guy-Am-I: (while trying to back the Chickeraffe in the briefcase) Yes. And you're sure that's where he lives? The little man who ordered the green eggs and ham and befriended some newcomers?

Donna: (on the phone) Oh, yes! Sam! That's right! You guys are Briefcase Buddies!

Guy-Am-I: No! We are not Briefcase Buddies! (as the Chickeraffe's feet is straightening down and licks him)

Narrator: (as Guy was taking the Chickeraffe to Sam) Our grumpy friend Guy huffed and puffed up the gluff to tell Sam-I-Am that he'd had quite enough. (as Guy reads the note to Sam's address) Sadly, Guy cannot hear me when I tell him, "Beware! Because the BADGUYS, in fact, are already there!"

When Guy looked at the signs, he could sees one saying "Trespassing Encouraged" that cross the X on "No", the other saying "Yes, Loiter!" and scribbled "Do Not", "Vagrants Welcome" with another X crossed on "No" and "Please Solicit" instead of No Solicitors as he reached the door saying "Please Hug" instead of "Please Knock", looked thorough the window and ran into McWinkle and Gluntz.

McWinkle: Going somewhere?

Guy-Am-I: Um, not at all. I mean, not here at least. Why do you ask?

Gluntz: Why do we ask? I don't know. Why do you ask?

McWinkle: We're looking for something. Is this your house?

Guy-Am-I: This place? No!

Gluntz: Why are you at this house if it's not your house?

Guy-Am-I: Mmm, technically, I think it's more of a vehicle.

McWinkle: How would you know that if it's not your house?

Gluntz: Gotcha question! Woop, woop! You're killin' this, Winks!

McWinkle: I'm aware. Now, if what's in the briefcase is what we think it is, then you're in a lot of trouble.

Guy-Am-I: Briefcase? (chuckles) What briefcase? Oh, oh! This briefcase! Nothing! Nothing's in here! This briefcase is just an unremarkable attache sold in most major stores. By attache, of course, I mean briefcase.

McWinkle: You certainly seem to be saying briefcase a lot.

Guy-Am-I: Briefcase? I mean, am I? I-I don't think so. Not anymore than I usually say briefcase, which is very rarely. Anyway, I'm sorry I can't help you with your case, but I'm sure it'll be brief. A real brief case! (chuckles nervously)

McWinkle and Gluntz: (chuckles)

Guy-Am-I: (as he's backing up on near the edge) Okay, look, this thing isn't even mine. I took it by mistake.

McWinkle: Gluntz, net me. (as she hands him the net) Just stay still. This won't hurt at all.

Guy-Am-I: Who are you people?

Gluntz: We're the BADGUYS! Yes! I've always wanted to say that! Oh, I'm gonna have so much to journal about tonight!

Just then, Sam, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends came to the rescue while driving the Toon-mobile while Sam drives the BADGUYS' car.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, hop on in! Come on! Let's skedaddle!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Come on, Guy!

Guy-Am-I: (as he got up and hopped into the car while McWinkle missed his net) Go, go! (as they all took off in the cars)

McWinkle: (as he and Gluntz got up from the edge) He's got my car.

Gluntz: Oh, my gosh! A fleer! We've got a fleer! (as McWinkle groans in anger) Oh, that's right. This was supposed to be your one last job. You were ready to pack it up, but oh, boy, that is not happening today! (as the BADGUYS came with the cake saying "Happy Retirement, Winks") Not yet! Not today! Uh, but, uh...

BADGUYS: Aww. (as they walked away)

Narrator: Sam-I-Am had ruined McWinkle's big day. He'd worked his last nerve... ..and turned his fur grey.

McWinkle: (as Gluntz noticed his right side mustache turning grey) What?

Gluntz: Oh, nothing.

Once Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends on the road, Sam begins to drive the car like crazy.

Sam-I-Am: Whoo! Isn't fleeing fun? Oh, that was a close call, huh? But you are safe and sound right here in this car with me. Yup! One 100% secure!

Patrick Star: Hey, guys, look how Sam drive that car next to us.

Guy-Am-I: What's going on? Who are those maniacs?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, they're the BADGUYS. Thought they made that pretty clear. (switching briefcases back with Guy while still driving)

Guy-Am-I: Wait! Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't open that!

But it's too late, Sam opens the briefcase where the Chickeraffe pops out.

Sandy Cheeks: What're we got going on around here, Sam?

Yosemite Sam: (through the binoculars) Hmm... It must be the Chickeraffe Tweety's talking about.

Sesame Dan: That is one big critter!

Daffy Duck: Whatever Sam's up to, I can only hope that Chickeraffe is in good hands.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, you let it out!

Sam-I-Am: It? This Chickeraffe has a name, you know. I just haven't decided on one yet. So far I've been calling him Big Fella. But I'm also considering Chickpea or Guy Jr. Just spitballing. Although, Guy Jr. is the clear front-runner at the moment.

Guy-Am-I: (as he got pushed by the Chickeraffe on the window looking like a kiss) I don't care. (as the Chickeraffe licks him before it licks his foot) Would you please stop licking me?

Sam-I-Am: Ugh, great work, Guy. You gave him a furball. (as he opens the passenger window)

Guy-Am-I: No, no! People will see it!

Sam-I-Am: It's fine.

Chickeraffe: (coughing)

Sam-I-Am: Look at him! He loves it! Oh, Guy Jr. loves hanging his head out the window! (as he hit the Chickeraffe billboard with the sign saying "Now Leaving Glurfsburg Home of the Rare Wild (scribbled to "Escaped!") Chickeraffe.

Guy-Am-I: (pulled his head back into the car( Everyone's after this beast! If anyone sees it, we're gonna be in a whole lot of trouble!

Sam-I-Am: Trouble? Relax! I am a licensed Wildlife Rescuer! Those BADGUYS wanna sell the poor fella to a collector, whereas I have his best interests in mind.

Guy-Am-I: Your mother must be proud. Now, let me out.

Sam-I-Am: Pssh, come on. Where're you headed?

Guy-Am-I: (pushing the Chickeraffe's head from under his seat and his body landed on him) Meepville.

Sam-I-Am: (gasps) Get out! I'm headed to the Big Meep, too! That's where I'm taking Guy Jr.! So, what're you gonna do in the MVL, travel buddy?

Guy-Am-I: (grumbles) I'm headed to Meepville to be a Paint Watcher.

Sam-I-Am: Whoa! Watching paint dry? Fun! Fun, fun. Fun, fun, fun.

Guy-Am-I: It's not "fun". It's a solid, practical, fallback profession.

Sam-I-Am: Uh-huh. Very solid! Not giving up on your dream at all.

Guy-Am-I: Just... let me out right here!

Sam-I-Am: (as he stops the car to let Guy out) Hey. I'm sorry if I wasn't super psyched about your new job, Travel Bud. You just struck me as the kind of guy who's destined for great things!

Guy-Am-I: Well, I hate to disappoint you, Sam-I-Am, but I'm just not that kind of guy. (closed the door on him and gave a thumb up for a pick up as Sam drove closer to him)

Sam-I-Am: Okay, well, you wanna exchange contact info?

Guy-Am-I: Nope.

Sam-I-Am: Then how about a hug goodbye? For the Chickeraffe.

Guy-Am-I: Uh-uh.

Sam-I-Am: Got it. Not a hugger. I respect that. Then how about a nice handshake and some firm plans to meet up in Meepville, just as soon as you get there.

Guy-Am-I: No! (turns around and walked away and give a thumb up again)

While Sam is driving the Chickeraffe, SpongeBob was getting a little concern for Guy.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Patrick?

Patrick Star: Yeah, SpongeBob?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Do you think that Guy is having a bad time of his life?

Charlie Dog: Well, I sure do.

Patrick Star: Me too.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Shall we help that man out?

Squidina Star: Sure, why not.

Sandy Cheeks: Bosko, turn the wheel!

Bosko: You got it, Sandy!

So with that, Bosko turned the wheel and head straight back for Guy.

Meanwhile, Michellee was taking E.B. on the road to Meepville while driving slowly. Unfortunately for E.B., she was too uncomfortable.

Michellee Weebie: Honey, don't jostle. When the seatbelt feels like it's digging into your skin, that's how you know it's working. Oh, I can't believe I forgot the safety poofs! (pressed the button as it hits E.B.)

E.B. Weebie: (muffled) Mom, it's smooshing my face.

Michellee Weebie: (deactivates it) There. Can you move?

E.B. Weebie: No!

Michellee Weebie: Great!

Child: (in another car while driving around Michellee's car) Hit it over here!

Children: Yes! Yay!

Man: (while the song was playing ping pong while on a bike) Hey, nice shot! Score! (laughing)

Woman: Oh, gosh!

Man: Whoa! Wicked match, kid!

Michellee Weebie: Meepville is gonna be super fun. I promise.

E.B. Weebie: It's a business trip, Mom. You're only going to present your beans at the Snerz thing.

Michellee Weebie: Oh, no! It's not just a thing! It's the SnerzDay Gala... thing. (with E.B. still depressed) Plus, just imagine all the amazing sights there are to see in the big city.

E.B. Weebie: Yeah! That's right, I heard they have a toy store there that's so big, it has a roller coaster inside! Do you think we can go see that?

Michellee Weebie: You bet we can! There's a great view from the SnerzCo Corporate Conference Room! Fully panoramic, extremely clean windows. Trust me, you'll be able to see all the coolest things from a safe distance.

Just then, Guy was sweating as he used a hand to wipe his sweat, he then noticed Michellee's car slowing down for him.

Guy-Am-I: Huh? Oh! I'm saved! Hello! Please stop! (seeing the car still far off and going slow) Please?

Once Guy waited for a really long time, E.B. looks up and noticed Guy waiting while laying on the ground.

E.B. Weebie: Mom, look! Look! I think that guy needs help!

Guy-Am-I: Help! Please! I need so much help! (with the car still slowing down) Come on. (as it gets closer) Oh, thank goodness. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm stranded out here, and there's no one to help me, and I really need a ride to Meep-- (stopped and noticed Michellee)

Narrator: When Guy saw Michellee, his face felt like fire. She'd witnessed him wreck his beloved Self-Flyer.

E.B. Weebie: Mom, slow down.

Michellee Weebie: Absolutely not! You never pick up hitchhikers on the side of the road, E.B., or anywhere else for that matter. (activates the auto lock)

E.B. Weebie: (unlocks it quickly) But, Mom, look at him. The poor guy's stranded.

Michellee Weebie: (locks it again and activates the auto lock-auto lock) I will not look at him because taking my eyes off the road would make a dangerous situation even more dangerous, plus the tenor of his voice clearly indicates that he's a deranged lunatic.

Guy-Am-I: I'm not.

Michellee Weebie: Or a drifter hoping to make us pawns in his treacherous ruse.

Guy-Am-I: Also not.

Michellee Weebie: And have you even considered the possibility that he's a felon?

Guy-Am-I: I'm sorry, but if you're passing on the whole giving me a ride thing, you mind finishing this out of my ear shot? Your judgments are very hurtful.

Michellee Weebie: You're right! That was insensitive of me. Anyway, good luck with the rest of your travel, Mr. Lunatic!

E.B. Weebie: Mom, wait!

Michellee Weebie: (buckles the headbelt) Buckle up your headbelt, Sweetie. I'm kickin' it into overdrive!

E.B. Weebie: Mom, stop! (drives slowly away from Guy)

Out in the desert, Guy was getting more exhausted from all the heat of the weather.

Guy-Am-I: Chickeraffe... Green eggs... Annoying little man... Annoying!

Suddenly, he's become delusional seeing so many green eggs and ham.

Narrator: Guy started to think he'd made the wrong choice.

Guy-Am-I: Huh?! Hey, who said that? What is that voice?

Narrator: I'm your narrator, Guy. This dude in your brain, and if you can hear me, (chuckling) ...you're going... (distorted) ...insane!

In Guy's dream, he was seeing green eggs and ham everywhere he looked.

Singing Echo: Green eggs! Green eggs! Green eggs and ham! Green eggs! Green eggs! Green eggs and ham!

Distorted Voice: Guy! Guy! Can you hear me, Guy?

Guy-Am-I: Hello! Who are you? What's happening? Show yourself! (felt a raindrop as it rained on him) Rain! Oh, it's beautiful! It's refreshing! (chuckling until he felt slime) It's... Oh! Ugh! It's all eggs!

Distorted Voice: Guy! Hey, Guy! You look frightened, Guy! You look weak! You look...

Sam-I-Am: (as Guy's illusions ended) Hungry. Oh, hey there! Guess I must've made a wrong turn and ended up right back where you were. Weird. (chuckles) Good thing my new pals and I happened to grab some extra food and Bevvies, which I will just leave on the off chance you could use a little pick-me-up on your long, lonely journey to the ville.

Bugs Bunny: (offers a cup) Care for a drink, Guy?

Guy-Am-I: (drinks but spits it out) Ick! What is this? Hot chocolate?

Sam-I-Am: Oh. That is my bad right there. See, we ordered some steaming hot chocolates, and some frosty, cold, iced chocolates and one for you.

But when Guy tries to drink it, he suddenly got his lower lip unstuck from the ice and saw a fly ice-skating in it.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, the hot chocolate feels great! You know, considering how chilly and cool it gets riding around in this heavily air-conditioned car all day. (as he made a cold breath smile as the Chickeraffe makes a cold breath scribble) So... travel buddies again?

When Guy took one last look behind him, he keeps thinking about Green Eggs and Ham in the desert.

Singing Echo: Green eggs! Green eggs! Green eggs and ham!

Guy-Am-I: Fine, I'll come to Meepville with you.

Sam-I-Am: Meep City!

Guy-Am-I: With SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends in the RV.

Bugs Bunny: Sorry to break it to you, Doc, but there's no room for you.

Bosko: So you're just gonna have to stick with Sam-I-Am.

Guy-Am-I: (sighed) Fine. (gets in the car with Sam) As long as that beast of yours promises to leave me alone!

Sam-I-Am: Absolutely! Do not worry. I'm an expert when it comes to dealing with wild Chickeraffes.

Guy-Am-I: (as it licks him) Ugh! Every time!

Daffy Duck: Oh, lighten up, would ya? He doesn't bite.

But when Sam was eating green eggs and ham and SpongeBob eating a Krabby Patty, Guy was even more disgusted than before.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, man! You gotta get in on this! I got enough for all of us!

SpongeBob SquarePants: And enough krabby patties for everyone!

Guy-Am-I: No! I will not eat them in a car.

Sam-I-Am: Okay. That is an oddly specific stance to take on the matter. But I'm just gonna keep this edible joy right here for when you change your mind.

Guy-Am-I: (yawning) I've got a better plan. (takes a quick nap)

Sam-I-Am: Ah, good thinking, Trav Buddy. You take a load off and get some shut-eye. (as they drove along) You are safe and sound with old Sam behind the wheel.

A few hours later, Guy had a wake up call from Sam in the car.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, Guy! Rise and shine, Sleepyhead!

Guy-Am-I: (yawns)

Sam-I-Am: Morning, lazybones! (noticed that Sam isn't driving and the shoe is on the pedal) Hope you slept well! (as he looked out the window) Hey, do me a favor real quick and barrel roll out of the car when you get a chance, would ya? Just tuck your legs and-

Guy-Am-I: Sam! What are you doing out there?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, out here? Well, we had to make a jump for it before the car hit that giant lake straight ahead.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Barnacles! They're heading for the lake!

Patrick Star: We gotta save them!

Guy-Am-I: What lake?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, sorry. It's just below the cliff. (gets hit by the tree with the Chickeraffe)

Guy-Am-I: Cliff?

Then, Guy notices that the cliff is right in front of him.

Guy-Am-I: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!

As Guy was screaming for his life, SpongeBob had to think of plan to safe Guy from falling into the cliff.

Train[]

Before the car gets into the sea, Elmer Fudd paused the movie and explained animal cross in the World of Dr. Seuss.

Elmer Fudd: Sowwy to intewupt this movie, fowks, but I wouwd wike to show the Seuss Worwd dwewwew about animaw cwossing. (as he showed the audience the chart) See what I'd mean? It's impowtant to keep a wook out fow animaw cwossing, aways wook beforwe you cwoss, just wike cwossing the stweet. (chuckles) Okay, woww fiwm!

Just then, the movie played again as the car was about to reach the sea.

Narrator: Now that the movie's playing again, Sam just roused Guy awake, revealing to him he was bound for a...

Guy-Am-I: Lake!

As Guy was about fall into the lake, Sam used a string with his spare hats to pull him away from the car.

Sam-I-Am: Aloha, Amigo!

Guy-Am-I: (as he clambered up) What just hap-- (as the Chickeraffe licks him) Ugh!

Sam-I-Am: No need to thank me.

Guy-Am-I: What?

Sam-I-Am: I did just save you from a car about to plunge into a lake.

Sandy Cheeks: It's a good thing we've caught up to y'all just in the nick of time.

Guy-Am-I: You were driving the car!

Sam-I-Am: Technically, not at the time.

Guy-Am-I: Why did you drive your car into a lake?

Sam-I-Am: Oh... (chuckles as he gets the Chickeraffe into his briefcase) It wasn't my car. It belonged to the BADGUYS. They would've tracked it, so I had to lake it. What's important is that nobody got hurt. Everybody's safe.

Meanwhile below the lake, the fishes are being greeted by the Dad Fish.

Dad Fish: Hey, kids!

Little Fish: Daddy!

Dad Fish: (noticing what's happening to the house) Did it just get dark all of a sudden? (got outside as he screams) Swim for your life! (as they all got outside) Go, go, go!

Fish Family: (screaming as they all got out just as the car crushed it as the Dad Fish cried)

Bugs Bunny: (to the audience) Tragic, ain't it?

Back on the edge, Sandy was beginning to get a little annoyed with Sam as well as Guy.

Sam-I-Am: No harm, no foul. That's what I say.

Sandy Cheeks: No offense, Sam, but it ain't helpful when you disregard someone who's still sleeping and someone who ain't driving the car.

Sam-I-Am: (noticed Guy) What's wrong, buddy?

Guy-Am-I: My briefcase was in the car.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, no! It had your cool invention thingy in it. What is that gizmo? It looked genius.

Guy-Am-I: It's a useless contraption, and I'm glad it's gone. In fact, I never wanna see it again.

Sam-I-Am: (points at it) There it is right now! We should take it with us.

Guy-Am-I: Just leave it.

Sam-I-Am: I'm gonna go get it. If we keep arguing, we're gonna miss the train. (jumps into the water)

Guy-Am-I: What train?

With Guy's question about to be answered, the engineer was driving the train while the whistler blows a train whistle sound inside it. Once the train arrived at the station, Guy decided that he has to go alone.

Guy-Am-I: Listen, Sam, it's time we went our separate ways. (noticed he's not around) Sam? Sam?

Sam-I-Am: (offscreen) Relax, best friend! (at the train station) I'm right here! (as they brought the suitcase) This guy! Only gone two seconds, and he already misses me. Matey! (giggles as he offers Guy his ticket) Here is your ticket, and here is your change. (as he returns his wallet)

Guy-Am-I: That's my wallet.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Sam, wasn't borrowing someone's wallet without asking stealing?

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, I figured I deserved a ticket for saving your life. Good news! We'v e got 77 bruckles left.

Guy-Am-I: We? There is no we!

Bugs Bunny: Tell that to the script, Mac, but I ain't gonna spoil this in front of the kids in the audience.

Train Conductor: (with the bell ringing offscreen) All aboard!

Sam-I-Am: This is so us.

Daffy Duck: Speak for yourself, Simple Sam, Grouchy Guy sure if too stubborn to trust friends like us.

Guy-Am-I: As soon as this train ride is over, we are going our separate ways forever. We better not be sitting next to each other.

Sam-I-Am: (giggles) I wouldn't dream of it.

Unfortunately for Guy, he's sharing the passenger seat with Sam while SpongeBob, Bugs and their friends had their own sections.

Sam-I-Am: Across is much better. This way, we get to look right at each other when we chat. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. And... there. (whispering) I just saw your soul. (as Guy groans)

Mr. Krabs: How the barnacle can you see someone's soul with your eyes? This doesn't add up.

Sam-I-Am: Didn't have to, Mr. K. we just look closely at each other and know if it's your soul in your mind.

Squidward Tentacles: Pah! What an idiot, and I thought SpongeBob and Patrick are annoying morons.

Daffy Duck: I hear ya, Squidward.

Elsewhere, Michellee brought E.B. to the Bar Car as she witnessed all the fun she wanted so badly to have.

E.B. Weebie: This Bar Car looks super fun!

Michellee Weebie: (as she stops her with her braces) Exactly. Stay close.

E.B. Weebie: Like I have a choice. (as she gets dragged by her mother)

Kid: I love this train!

As the scene changed into the crime scene, McWinkle and Gluntz are following Sam and Guy's trail as the fish are in good hands by good people.

Mom Fish: Is everyone here? Let's get a head count.

Doctor: Can we get more blankets over here?

Mom Fish: One Fish, Two Fish, and there's Red Fish, and Blue. Oh, everyone's okay.

Narrator: McWinkle and Gluntz were hot on the trail. A clue had just put them on Sam and Guy's tail. Good news for BADGUYS, the targets weren't far. The bad news, however...

McWinkle: I loved that car. (groans as the blue fur on his chin turns gray)

Construction Worker: Hey, somebody lose a Last Job Special?

Gluntz: (as the small crane got the soggy sandwich out) He loved that sandwich.

McWinkle: (groans more tensed as his blue fur keeps turning gray as he takes a look in his car and noticed the green eggs and ham wrapper and took a whiff on the feather) Chickeraffe. They have the animal.

Gluntz: (takes the feather) Allow me to confirm, sir. (sniffs the feather then laughs) It is a Chickeraffe feather. Yes.

McWinkle: Now we just need to figure out which way they went.

Gluntz: Right. Probably switched modes of transportation. (to one of the construction worker) Hey! Do you know if there are any other modes of transportation nearby?

Worker: (shouting) What? -

Gluntz: (shouting) I said.....are there any other modes of transportation nearby?

McWinkle: (grabs another worker) Tell me. Where's the next stop?

Back inside the train, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends had their one group section. While Sam and Guy are stick with each other, Michellee and E.B. are unknowingly running into them.

Sam-I-Am: (sniffs the flower) Mmm. I don't know about you, but I find train travel to be... (as the train went like a roller coaster as Same carefully drinks it) ...very relaxing. (with Guy looking wet from the vase's water)

Michellee Weebie: Just for fun. But just look at no one and talk to no one.

Just as Michellee and E.B. seated on their table, E.B. noticed the briefcase rattling.

E.B. Weebie: Huh? Excuse me, mister, your briefcase is rattling.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, thanks. I must've left it on rattle. Switching off rattle mode. Beep, boop, boop, beep, boop, boop. And I turned it off. (chuckles)

SpongeBob SquarePants: Hi there, I hope we're not bother you or your mom.

Michellee Weebie: E.B., what's the order in which we don't talk to people?

E.B. Weebie: Bohemians, thrill-seekers, and strangers. (sighs)

Sam-I-Am: Well, allow me to unstranger myself. I am Sam, Sam-I-Am. This is my best friend in the whole world, Guy. (as he chuckles) And these are our new friends SpongeBob SquarePants, his pet snail Gary, Patrick Star, Squidward Tentacles, Mr. Krabs, Sandy Cheeks, Sheldon J. Plankton, his computer wife Karen, Patrick's adopted little sister Squidina, Mrs. Puff, Mr. Krabs' daughter Pearl, Bugs Bunny, Daffy Duck, Elmer Fudd, Porky Pig, Yosemite Sam, his twin brother Sesame Dan, Sylvester, his son Sylvester Jr., Tweety, Road Runner, Wile E. Coyote, Speedy Gonzales, Pepé Le Pew, Penelope puss*cat, Foghorn Leghorn, Henery Hawk, Barnyard Dawg, Marvin the Martian, K-9, Taz the Tasmanian Devil, Granny, Hippety Hopper, Hector the Bulldog, Miss Prissy, Mac and Tosh the Goofy Gophers, Cecil Turtle, Beaky Buzzard, Sam Sheepdog, Ralph Wolf, Hubie and Bertie, Claude Cat, Charlie Dog, Marc Anthony and puss*foot, Witch Hazel, Gossamer, Michigan J. Frog, Pete Puma, Lola Bunny, Bosko, Sniffles, Petunia Pig, Melissa Duck, Queen Tyr'ahnee, Aoogah and the Nerdlucks: Pound, Blanko, Bang, Bupkus and Nawt.

Bugs Bunny: Eh... (eats his carrot) What's up, Doc?

Michellee Weebie: (noticed Guy) Hey, wait a minute. You're that sad and dangerous inventor who wanted to strap explosives to my child's back.

E.B. Weebie: And the deranged lunatic from the side of the road.

Sam-I-Am: (giggles) That's him! And we are officially unstrangered. So, allow me and my pals to buy you lunch.

Michellee Weebie: No, that's not really necessary.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Sure it is, it's the least we can do, we insist.

Sam-I-Am: (as he brought Guy next to Michellee as he chuckles nervously making her embraced) Well, I'll have the green eggs and ham. (to Guy) What do you say, Guy? Give 'em a try? You'd like 'em on a train.

Guy-Am-I: I would not like them on a train. (to the waiter) Oat toast. Dry.

Waiter: One Sad Man's Delight.

Sam-I-Am: Just several orders for me, my bunch of buddies and my gal pals then. Thanks. You're a prince.

E.B. Weebie: Green eggs and ham? Gross.

Guy-Am-I: Yeah! (laughs)

E.B. Weebie: What?

Guy-Am-I: No, it's just, um... You're a smart child. You have life figured out. Trying new things is the road to disappointment. (as the green eggs and Ham are brought to the group as SpongeBob quickly serve some krabby patties) Let me explain. Let's say you try something new, you might not like it. Or worse, maybe you're allergic to it. You develop a rash. You keep scratching, and it keeps spreading, until eventually, you're more rash than person. People start to call you "rash girl" behind your back. Worst part is, you don't do anything to stop it, because deep down, you know you have become Rash Girl. All because you wanted to try something new.

Patrick Star: I don't get it.

Sam-I-Am: Are you... Rash Girl?

Guy-Am-I: No! I was talking about her!

Sam-I-Am: (whispering) Pretty sure he's Rash Girl. (noticed the Chickeraffe is still shaking in the briefcase and gives Guy back his wallet) Hmm. Uh, take care of the bill, okay, pal?

Guy-Am-I: With more of my own money.

Squidward Tentacles: How very convenient.

Sam-I-Am: (takes his dish of green eggs and ham and krabby patty) If you insist! (heads to the door) Have fun in Meepville! (takes off to the next car)

Meanwhile, Yes-Man informs Snerz about his cronies to catch him a Chickeraffe.

Yes-Man: Your Cronies should be here any minute, Mr. Snerz.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Fantastic! How do I look? I'm doing casually intimidating. Is it working?

Yes-Man: Oh, yes. Very casual. Very intimidating.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Superlative! (as he stops the Flerz from leaving his bald spot) They are my best friends. So, when they get here, I want you to make them as uncomfortable as possible.

Just then, there was a knock on the door while the who band stopped as Yes-Man left to get the door while Snerz straightened himself up a bit.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (find himself on the table) Okay. (as the who conductor prepared the next music of rock and roll)

Yes-Man: Mr. Snerz, presenting your Cronies! (as he opens the door for them as their servants drop dollar bills across their paths)

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Welcome, Cronies!

Blue Crony: Hello, Snerz. Haven't seen you around the club lately.

Pink Crony: Snerzy, I hope you're not trying to impress us with that casually intimidating pose.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: No. I am trying to impress you with this! (claps a couple times as the certains opened with a collection of rare animals) My rare animal collection! (makes a tune)

Pink Crony: It's okay.

Blue Crony: I've got two of those in my backyard. They ate my cantaloupes.

Pink Crony: I had a litter of those last week. Gave them away in a cardboard box.

Green Crony: I gave mine away in a gold box.

Blue Crony: I gave mine away with a car and driver. Both gold. The point is, Snerz, we're not impressed.

Green Crony: Sorry, Snerzy, old bean. Maybe someday you'll find a way to wow us. (as they walk away as they chuckles)

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Well... you're about to be! (claps a couple times with the small curtains revealing an empty space for the Chickeraffe)

Blue Crony: A Chickeraffe? But there are only 17 of them left in the world!

Hervnick Z. Snerz: And one of them is headed this way. (chuckles evilly)

That night at the train, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are getting ready to call it a night while Guy practice at watching the paint dry.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Boy, Guy must be making progress at paint watching.

Sam-I-Am: (as he sneaking at watching paint with him) I could watch you watch paint for days.

Guy-Am-I: (watch paint when he suddenly got annoyed with Sam getting in his way) I thought we agreed--

Sam-I-Am: No talking. Right, sorry. It's just you, sir, have a gift.

Guy-Am-I: (as Sam was about to release the Chickeraffe out of his briefcase) No. No!

Sam-I-Am: But he seems so restless. He's been cooped up in here for hours.

Guy-Am-I: There are people everywhere. Don't let him out. (as he closed his paint watching briefcase) I'm leaving to find some quiet. (got out as Sam was about to release the Chickeraffe as he heard him offscreen) Don't do it!

Sam-I-Am: (as he heard the Chickeraffe whining inside) What was that? Totally do it? All right. (as he released the Chickeraffe got out and jumps excitedly) That should make you feel better. (as he got licked) Somebody needs some fresh air. (opens the window as the Chickeraffe got out through it) Guy Junior!

Meanwhile at another car, Michellee was tucking in E.B. for the night.

Narrator: Michellee headed off to take care of some work, knowing E.B. was as safe as a Flurk in a Glurk. (as she set the door on "Lock, Locked and Seriously Locked")

Sam-I-Am: (as E.B. uncovers herself from a blanket while he's calling offscreen) Here, buddy! Where're ya hiding, big fella?

Patrick Star: (offscreen) Here, Big Birdie!

As E.B. giggles, Patrick noticed E.B. opening the window to the bed car she's in.

Sam-I-Am: Guy Junior? Guy Junior? (noticed E.B. and screams) I mean, hi, E.B. (chuckles) Where's your mom?

E.B. Weebie: In the Boring Car being boring. What are you doin' up there?

Sam-I-Am: -Funny you should ask. I'm, uh... sleepwalking. Wow! What a crazy dream this is! I am so not awake right now.

Just as the Chickeraffe slipped on the car and about to fall off, Sam, SpongeBob and Patrick struggles to get him on.

E.B. Weebie: Heyo.

Sam-I-Am: Whoa! What are you-- I mean, if your mom knows you're up here, she will--

E.B. Weebie: (climbs up) My mom says 90% of all train accidents occur inside the train. So, technically, I'm safer up here with you guys.

Sam-I-Am: (chuckles) Sounds pretty airtight, kid. AH! (looks at the window sing the Chickeraffe is sleeping down there) All right, let's get you back down.

E.B. Weebie: I know why you came up here.

Sam-I-Am: You do?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Patrick, I think he's on to us!

Patrick Star: Tartar sauce!

E.B. Weebie: Yeah. It's beautiful. I know I'm supposed to be in bed, but is it okay if I stay with you for just one more minute?

Narrator: Sam was no longer in such a rush. When he looked at E.B., his heart turned to mush. He sat down and gazed at the moon with her then. Just like Sam, E.B. was in need of a friend.

Patrick Star: SpongeBob, do you think we could trust her?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Yeah, I hope so.

Sam-I-Am: It really is nice up here.

E.B. Weebie: Man, it feels good to be untucked for once. (as she remove the lace from her hair as it puffs up) My mom is totally gonna detect whimsy, but I don't care.

Sam-I-Am: (chuckles) Yeah. Your mother, she is a little...

E.B. Weebie: Overprotective? Uh-huh. Look what she makes me wear. (as the brace got attached to the train car) Moms..

Sam-I-Am: When I was a kid, if my mom was upset with me, she'd call me by my full name. "Samuel-I-Amuel, put down that chainsaw." You know, she just wants to keep you close, keep you safe, and that's good.

E.B. Weebie: I guess. But she's not very adventurous.

Sam-I-Am: Don't get me wrong. Train roofs are fun... but your family... that's the biggest adventure of all. I guess we should probably get back down now.

E.B. Weebie: Five more minutes?

Sam-I-Am: (chuckles) All right.

Tweety: (noticing E.B.) Boy, Sam tould weawwy use a fwiend.

Elsewhere, Guy was trying to get away form the big crowd of people celebrating their trip to Meepville.

Woman: (offscreen) We're going to Meepville! -

Man: Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Porky Pig: (stuttering) Poor Guy. He must be claustropho-claustropho- (stuttering) Hate a tough crowd.

Bugs Bunny: I'm sure he'll come around. (to the viewers) And he will too!

Guy-Am-I: Is there anywhere on this train to watch paint in peace? (noticed the bathing car)

As Guy got inside the bathing car, he discovered a swimming pool as he slipped from the puddle and into the pool. Then, the girls did a circle formation some of them lifted him as the woman next to her kicks him as the swimmers give him a path one by one and into the other side.

Guy-Am-I: (noticed the model train car) Who puts a swimming pool in the middle of a car?

Daffy Duck: I don't know about that, but this is now ordinary train I've ever seen.

Entering the model train, Guy saw the replica of the train he was on, puffing along the table top track. He then looks through the little window, and see a tiny version of himself, seeing even a smaller toy train. Then, he scratches his back and wave, and the tiny version of himself does the same. Then, he moves on to the quiet car, a dimly let lounge full of couches and bookshelves. Guy sighs contentedly and is about to begin paint watching when he noticed Michellee counting beans.

Michellee Weebie: 8,405. 8,406.

Just as Guy was getting back to work at paint watching, a man was reading the book and licking his thumb and turns the pages.

Michellee Weebie: (scowls at the man then looks at Guy and smiles awkwardly as she continues counting) 8,407.

As the man turns his page while licking his thumb again, Guy and Michellee silenced him with a shush. Then, Michellee and Guy gestured agitatedly as the man waves them off.

Michellee Weebie: Eight thousand... Hmm.

Then, Michellee loses count while Guy looks out of his paint watching and paints the number and shows it to her.

Michellee Weebie: (whispering) Thank you. 8,408. 8,409. 8,410.

On the train roof, Sam, E.B., SpongeBob, Patrick and Squidina are still lying back admiring the view.

Sam-I-Am: They should just put the seats up here. Oh! And over there, they could have a hot tub. Get this! With a slide and a-- (realizes something ahead as the train was fast approaching the giant loop) Loop!

E.B. Weebie: Oh, I love a loop.

Sam-I-Am: No! A loop! (points out with E.B.'s bracelet was stuck) Let's go!

SpongeBob SquarePants: We gotta get out of here!

E.B. Weebie: It's stuck!

Bracelet: Please say the password.

E.B. Weebie: Safety? Bedtime? Um, Brussels sprouts! Oh! It's not working! Sam!

As the train rounds the loop, E.B. dangles from the roof by the bracelet as Sam, SpongeBob, Patrick and Squidina holds onto each other's waste with Sam on E.B.'s and dangles somewhere as his hat falls off as the train completes the loop and continues on a level track.

Sam-I-Am: Woo-hoo! Yeah! (as his hat fell back on him) If that's not a shot of life, I don't know what is. (chuckles until E.B. was looking annoyed with him) Oh. You're still stuck.

E.B. Weebie: I know. I haven't cracked the password.

Bracelet: (as it releases her) The password is "password."

E.B. Weebie: Total Mom move.

Patrick Star: That was a ripoff.

Sam-I-Am: Speaking of which, let's get you back inside. (noticed something) Oh, no! (as the train was heading for the spiral of loops) Turn the bracelet back on!

E.B: I'm trying! I should've listen to my mom!

SpongeBob SquarePants: We're gonna die!

Just as they all held onto each other and tumbled through the air, the Chickeraffe save them as quick as a flash while the train speeds through the loops and the screen goes black. Suddenly inside the cabin, Sam opens his eyes and happily hugged the Chickeraffe.

Sam-I-Am: Guy Junior! You saved us!

E.B. Weebie: (surprised) Is that... Is that a real Chickeraffe? This is the greatest night of my life!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Awkward...

Back with Guy and Michellee in the quiet car, Guy watches Michellee finish her bean counting. She then noticed Guy as he ducks behind his magnifying glass while exchanging their awkward glances back and forth.

Michellee Weebie: (clears her throat and startles him then makes eye contact smiling and waving as he smiles and waves back) I'm sorry about your death trap blowing up.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, it's fine. I'm transitioning to Paint Watching. Safe, steady, suits me better.

Michellee Weebie: Really? I classified you as a... well, a dangerous type.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, no, I'm safe. Dangerously safe.

Michellee Weebie: But your travel buddy, Sam and his pals he's traveling with, they don't seem safe.

Guy-Am-I: We're not buddies, travel or otherwise. We just ended up sitting next to, or across from each other. You and your daughter headed up to see Mr., uh, you?

Michellee Weebie: (chuckles) There's no Mr. Me. I'm on a business trip. The SnerzDay Gala. Certainly couldn't leave E.B. back in Glurfsburg. Not with that dangerous Chickeraffe on the loose.

Guy-Am-I: I... haven't heard about that.

Michellee Weebie: Oh! It's really... It's all over the news. Chickeraffe fever.

Guy-Am-I: What's, uh, a, uh, chickeroo? (stammers) A chickera?

Michellee Weebie: A Chickeraffe.

Just then, the reading man imitates them, makes a mouth popping gesture and returns to its book.

Back at Sam's cab, E.B. plays with the Chickeraffe and hugs it.

Sam-I-Am: You're great with him. You must have a lot of pets.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Doesn't your mom ever give you a pet who'd comfort you when needed some extra company?

E.B. Weebie: My mom won't let me have any.

Sam-I-Am: Well, as a Wildlife Protection Agent safely transporting this guy here to Meepville, I'm gonna need help. Therefore, I declare you an official guardian of this Chickeraffe.

E.B. Weebie: Oh, my gosh! Can I name him?

Sam-I-Am: Do the honors. There are a few options already on the table. Guy Junior is a popular favorite. Possibly Feathers, Raff Raff--

E.B. Weebie: Mr. Jenkins.

Sam-I-Am: Uh, Guy has really been pushing for Guy Junior, so maybe--

E.B. Weebie: Mr. Jenkins!

Sam-I-Am: Mr. Jenkins it is!

SpongeBob SquarePants: It's a perfect name!

Just then, Michellee and Guy were chatting offscreen which got everyone's attention.

Michellee Weebie: And after Bland Canyon, E.B. and I are going to the World's Smallest Thermometer.

Guy-Am-I: That sounds like a hoot.

Bugs Bunny: (as they looked through the window) Here comes Guy and Michellee.

Sam-I-Am: Your mom and my very grumpy best friend in the whole wide world are headed this way. You better get to bed. We'll handle Mr. Jenkins.

Michellee Weebie: Then maybe stop at the World's Largest Cotton Ball.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, sounds amazing.

Michellee Weebie: Yeah, it's gonna be so much fun.

Guy-Am-I: Well, uh, night then. It was nice chatting quietly with you.

Michellee Weebie: Not quietly enough. (as they imitate the reading man then smiled awkwardly)

Narrator: Tell her. Do something! He's getting away. They're both scared the other won't feel the same way.

Guy-Am-I: (as they entered their cabin) Safe travels to Meepville.

Michellee Weebie: Same to you.

Narrator: Oh, well. Let's hope they get there...someday.

Once E.B. secretly quietly climbs in the window, she fixes her hair and pretends to sleep as Michellee finds a curl out of place.

Michellee Weebie: (sighs) My perfect angel. (smooches her daughter's forehead)

Elsewhere, Guy enters the cabin as he sighs happily as he sees staring down from the top bunk.

Sam-I-Am: Hoot hoot, Mr. Night Owl.

Sandy Cheeks: Well, we'd better leave you two while we hit the hay. (as she and her friends went to their cabins)

Guy-Am-I: (puts away his paint case in his briefcase) Huh, you didn't let it out.

Sam-I-Am: Of course not. When my buddy speaks, I listens.

Guy-Am-I: Tremendous. (turns his hat inside out and into a night cap) So you'll listen when I say I'm exhausted.

Sam-I-Am: Me too. Goodnight, Guy. (as Guy was about to sleep) Gotta ask. Which car was your favorite? 'Cause I think I know which one you're gonna say, but I'm not totally sure-

Guy: The Quiet Car. Because it was quiet. Goodnight, Sam.

As Sam curls up to his bunk, Guy smiles to himself and fell asleep.

The very next morning, the train stopped at the next station in the middle of the forest. While Guy was still lying on his back sleeping, snoring and drooling, Mr. Jenkins grins and lays on top of him. While sleeping, Guy smiles, stretches and hug Mr. Jenkins as he smiles and smothers him with licks when he wakes up. While Sam was brushing his teeth, E.B. walks in to check up on him.

E.B. Weebie: Hi! I just came by to see how Mr. Jenkins is doing.

Guy-Am-I: Mr. Jenkins?

Sam-I-Am: (brushing his teeth) Yeah! That's what she named the Chickeraffe.

E.B. Weebie: (scratching his neck) You're a sleepy boy. Yes, you are. You needed your rest after all that excitement on top of the train last night. With the loop-de-loop and the almost dying--

Guy-Am-I: (feeling annoyed with Sam as he relaxes a bit and talks to E.B.) Child, Sam and I need to have an adult conversation, so if you wouldn't mind...

E.B. Weebie: Oh, no prob. I'll check ya later. (exits the cab)

Guy-Am-I: You told her about the Chickeraffe?

Sam-I-Am: No, E.B. found out on her own. Yeah, she's a real smart one, that one. [chuckles] But don't worry. She won't tell anyone.

E.B. Weebie: (as Guy looks into the hall) Hey, Mom.

Michellee Weebie: Ready for breakfast, kiddo?

Narrator: Only one anyone mattered to Guy. If Michellee found out, she'd know he had lied.

Patrick Star: SpongeBob?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Yes, Patrick?

Patrick Star: I don't think Guy's taking it well.

Sam-I-Am: By the way, hope you don't mind, I helped myself to your toothbrush. Well, our toothbrush, am I right?

Guy-Am-I: Our toothbrush? There is no our toothbrush. There is no our anything!

Sam-I-Am: What do you mean? We're a team. Dream team!

Guy-Am-I: Oh, I wish this was a dream. But you have turned my life into a nightmare. Because of you, I'm a felon, I nearly drowned, and you've stolen my wallet at least three times! Every moment I'm with you is a disaster! (turns his right side out and takes his briefcase) So I'm leaving. Now. Bye. (as he leaves)

Sam-I-Am: But... But!

With Sam, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends looking sadder, Mr. Jenkins whimpers and squawks next to Sam.

Sam-I-Am: Don't worry, big fella. He'll come back. (brushing Mr. Jenkins' teeth with a toothbrush)

Meanwhile, Guy was heading out of the train to find the BADGUYS waiting for him while SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward and Daffy peeking from outside.

McWinkle: Good morning.

Gluntz: You're going down, target!

SpongeBob SquarePants: (gasped) It's the BADGUYS!

Squidward Tentacles: Uh-oh.

Daffy Duck: This isn't good.

Guy-Am-I: No, no, no, no!

Gluntz: Smash to black!

Just as Gluntz was about to hit Guy, the screen went black out of nowhere.

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With SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward and Daffy knowing about the situation, they had to warn their friends.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Guys! Guys!

Bosko: What's wrong?

Daffy Duck: The BADGUYS are back!

Mr. Krabs: What?!

Charlie Dog: That's insane!

Sylvester: Suffering succotash! How'd they know we were on that train!?

Bugs Bunny: I heard that they came for the Chickeraffe.

Squidina Star: We must stop them!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Don't panic, Squidina, I've got an idea to save Guy.

Back with Guy, he's confronted by McWinkle and Gluntz.

McWinkle: Where's the Chickeraffe?

Guy-Am-I: Wh-What I'm about to do is in no way an admission of guilt.

Daffy Duck: Let's teach those baddies a thing or two!

Guy-Am-I: (runs through the train and slams the door) Whoa! (running in place inside as the train's about to leave)

Once Guy ran to the model train car, he could see a miniature McWinkle and Gluntz on top of the toy train. As the tiny BADGUYS climbed down the train, Guy looks out to see the real BADGUYS do the same, he tunes out as they enter. Then in the bar car, they chased him into the circuit of monkey bars. McWinkle then grabbed Guy by the ear and pulls out his fur, but guys wings out of reach. Once McWinkle gets clocked by boxing gloves that shoot out the walls

Gluntz: Hey, McWinkle! (as McWinkles tumbles down and tangles in bars) Watch out for the bars!

McWinkle: Not helpful.

At Sam's cabin, Mr. Jenkins sniffs around searching. Then, he sniffles as him.

Sam-I-Am: Sorry, big fella. It's just you and me now, and I am perfectly happy raising you as a strong, single Sam. We don't need a Guy to take care of us. (as Guy came back with his briefcase) Oh, thank goodness you're back! I missed you so much. I've been a total wreck.

Guy-Am-I: They're here! (tries to place Mr. Jenkins into Sam's briefcase)

Sam-I-Am: (as SpongeBob, Bugs and their friends came) Quick family portrait. (as the picture was taken from his camera)

Yosemite Sam: Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. I look good on this here picture.

Charlie Dog: The BADGUYS are coming!

Guy-Am-I: Will you please stop? There's no time. They're coming for me and you--

Tweety: We know, Guy! That's why we're twing to wawn tim!

E.B. Weebie: Hey!

Narrator: Usually, Michellee's upturned little nose is more wrinkled like raisins than pink like a rose. But last night with Guy, over chit chat and beans, a friendship blossomed that was quite unforeseen.

Michellee Weebie: We were just on our way to the dining car, and I thought that... Uh, E.B. actually-- E.B. thought you might like to have breakfast with us?

Sandy Cheeks: That ain't gonna end well.

Guy-Am-I: No. It's out of the question.

Sam-I-Am: Of course. We'd love to.

Michellee Weebie: Oh, well, all right then. I mean, it didn't matter to me either way. I mean... It did matter to E.B.

E.B. Weebie: Tell Mr. Jenkins I'll bring him leftovers. (as he stretched his neck out of briefcase)

Michellee Weebie: (gasps) Is that the escaped Chickeraffe?

Guy-Am-I: (as he closed Sam's briefcase with Mr. Jenkins inside) It's... a Chickeraffe.

Porky Pig: (stuttering) Oops.

Patrick Star: Tartar sauce!

Michellee Weebie: Why do you have a Chickeraffe?!

Guy-Am-I: Well, it's... (sighs) It's an interesting story.

Sam-I-Am: It really is. Plot twists for days. Binge-worthy.

Squidward Tentacles: (whacks him in a head with a pole) You're not helping!

Michellee Weebie: Oh! I knew you were a dangerous man. (as Guy shook his head in fear) I can't believe you lied to me. Actually, I can. I just can't believe I was stupid enough to trust you.

Guy-Am-I: Wait! (as he's stopped by McWinkle and Gluntz)

McWinkle: Give us the Chickeraffe.

Bugs Bunny: Of course you realize, this means war.

Sam-I-Am: Now I see what you were trying to tell me. You wanted us to flee! (burst on the BADGUYS giving Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends the chance to escape) Viva los Briefcase Buddies! (ran with them and notice the lady) Love your shoes.

Gluntz: (as he and McWinkle chased after them and looked at the woman) They really are fabulous.

But while the BADGUYS give the chase, E.B. decided to go after them.

Mr. Krabs: We're out of here!

E.B. Weebie: Mom, gotta go! Bye!

Michellee Weebie: Come back! (pressed her bracelet)

Bracelet: Genuine Friendship! (as Michellee got caught in the train car)

Once the group reached the last caboose, Sam, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are running out of options as they looked down the canyon.

Sam-I-Am: Yup, we're gonna have to jump it.

Guy-Am-I: Are you nuts? It's a bottomless ravine.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, that was very low and dark.

Sam-I-Am: Okay, we'll flip up bruckle. I call tails. (flips the coin into the canyon as he watched it fall for a long time and landed in a cloud of dust) See? (chuckles) There is a bottom.

Patrick Star: Uh, guys? We got a tail.

McWinkle: End of the line, boys.

Gluntz: Any last words before we net you up?

Sam-I-Am: I have several words.

McWinkle: Don't care. (to Gluntz) Gluntz, now.

Gluntz: Sir, it only seems fair. I did offer him last words.

McWinkle: (annoyed) Rookie move.

Sam-I-Am: (whispering into Guys ear while Sandy prepares the jetpacks) I have a plan. Follow my lead.

Guy-Am-I: No, your lead is not a good lead.

Sam-Am-I: My last words are... (opens his briefcase to release Mr. Jenkins) Fly, Mr. Jenkins! Fly! (as they all flew)

Tweety: We're flying, Sam!!!

Sandy Cheeks: Good thing we've got our jetpacks. Yee-haw!

With SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends on their jetpacks, they started to fly across the canyon except for Wile E. Coyote because his jetpack just blew up.

Gluntz: That was very moving.

Mr. Jenkins flew with Sam and Guy clinging to his back while SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are on their jetpacks with Wile E. holding onto the Squidward's four legs.

Narrator: The rare and noble Chickeraffe is like a living photograph, poised and regal, lithe and spry, but did you know...

E.B. Weebie: Chickeraffes can't fly!

Just as Bugs heard E.B.'s quote, he begin to counter that.

Bugs Bunny: (breaking the fourth wall) Sorry, Folks. But in this flic, anything is possible. (as he placed mechanical wings for Mr. Jenkins as they started soaring around the canyon)

Sam-I-Am: I never realized how much flying with mechanical wings feels like falling.

Suddenly, Sam, Guy and Mr. Jenkins were caught in the BADGUYS' net as they were reeled back to the train.

McWinkle: I always get my target.

Gluntz: Let's see how you get out of this one! (as the train enters the tunnel and the net reel snapped as the mechanical wings set back soaring with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends and away from them) I should not have asked that question.

Soon after, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends joined up with Sam, Guy and Mr. Jenkins as they soared down the canyon with Sam surfing on Mr. Jenkins. Inside the train, the BADGUYS ran passed E.B. who looks out and see SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends joined up with Sam, Guy and Mr. Jenkins flying while SpongeBob winked at her.

Daffy Duck: (to the viewers) Anticlimactic, isn't it!

E.B. Weebie: Phew! They made it.

Michellee Weebie: (as she came to E.B. in anger) Let's go, Young Lady. We're going straight to the Think About What You've Done car, where you can think about what you've done -all the way to Meepville.

At the bottom of the canyon, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy, their friends, Sam, Guy and Mr. Jenkins landed straight to the bottom.

Sam-I-Am: (picks up the coin) Tails! (points at it to his friends) Told you we should have jumped.

Squidward Tentacles: Oh, my aching tentacles!

Meanwhile, the train engineer sits back while the automatic arms are in controls as the BADGUYS burst in.

McWinkle: Turn this train around right now.

Train Conductor: Abso-tootly. Just need to see your tickets first.

McWinkle and Gluntz: Tickets? (as the giant golf tee lifts them out on the roof and a ginormous mechanical golf club hammer sings and hits them into the swamp with the sign reading "Next Station: 11, 111, 111, 111, 111, 111.0 Zilometers)

Gluntz: This might cause a slight delay in our plans.

Elsewhere at the Snerz Co. trophy room, Snerz was showing off the wall of his animal collection.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Cronies! We've been at this game of one-upmanship for years. But now, when my Chickeraffe arrives, you will have to admit that it's game over. A Chickeraffe is proof positive that I am better than you.

Green Crony: (scoffs) That would be a game changer.

Pink Crony: A Chickeraffe does sound delish.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: We're not eating it. It's purely a symbol to show how much better I am than you.

Green Crony: I don't see a Chickeraffe. All I see is a desperate little man on that wall.

Blue Crony: Yeah. When are we actually gonna see it?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: You will see it on SnerzDay. (cues the orchestra with a snap of his fingers) Because you're all invited to my luxurious, stupendous, absolutely out-of-this-world gala, where the pièce de résistance will be... le Chickeraffe.

Pink Crony: Mmm. Sounds delicious.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Again, we're not eating it. Is that the same person? Is that Siobhan? Or Roger? You're both equally irritating. Now, just leave my eyes.

Blue Crony: It had better be there, Snerzy, or it's game over for you.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: It'll be there, Fudgecakes. And when it is, I'm gonna laugh in the faces of all of you, my dear, dear friends. RSVP by Tongsday. No plus ones. (as he has eyes on the empty space for the Chickeraffe)

In the canyon, Guy begins to glare at Sam while SpongeBob, Bugs and Daffy kept their friends together with them.

Guy-Am-I: Quick question. Shouldn't you know Chickeraffes can't fly, Mr. Wildlife Expert?

Sam-I-Am: (chuckles) Biology isn't a science, Guy.

Squidward Tentacles: (pointing his thumb at Sam to Guy) Sam the Stupid, twice as dumb compared to a couple of morons I know of. (points at SpongeBob and Patrick as he chuckles) Morons. (chuckles)

Guy-Am-I: I see what you mean, Squidward. (to Sam) You seem really bad at your job.

Sam-I-Am: I know, right? We're both bad at our jobs. What are the odds? Guess that's why we make such a great team.

SpongeBob SquarePants: See? Teamwork.

Guy-Am-I: We are not a team.

Sam-I-Am: Of course we are. We're Team Jenkins. Who else is gonna take care of the little big fella?

SpongeBob SquarePants: And besides, once we bring Mr. Jenkins back to his mother, I'm sure we'll be okay.

Bosko: So, Guy-Am-I, will you be on babysitting duty while we got get some supplies?

Guy-Am-I: Not me. I'm gonna get as far away from you guys and this beast as possible.

Then as Guy storms off with his briefcase, Mr. Jenkins moans and squawks as he stopped and a smile comes over his face.

Sam-I-Am: (confused) Did he just say Papa?

Guy-Am-I: (scowls) That's impossible. He is an animal. He doesn't speak.

Sam-I-Am: Maybe not. But he does feel. And he's hurt that this supreme dream team is breaking apart.

Guy-Am-I: That's ridiculous.

Just then, Mr. Jenkins extends to his full heights and howls.

Sam-I-Am: See?

Guy-Am-I: (as Mr. Jenkins contracts into a small hairy ball) What's the matter with him?

Sam-I-Am: He's emotionally distraught.

Guy-Am-I: (as he sniffs around, chews a leaf and spits it out) I think he's hungry.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go get some food.

Sam-I-Am: Right. Food. The wildlife expert is on it. Watch him for me, Papa. (wanders off)

Guy-Am-I: I am not his papa. (as he bites his hat while Mr. Jenkins whines with sad eyes) I'm not your papa. (as the majestic bird swoops twoards a distant rainbow and he plops to the ground and sits next to him) But Sam, he's-- he's a bumbling fool, and you need someone to look after you. So, hmm, perhaps, maybe I'll stay a while. You know, just until I know you're safe. (pets him) Guy Junior.

Sam-I-Am: (offscreen) OMG, you're staying! (as he came back and trips)

Guy-Am-I: No, no, I-I was just, uh...

Mr. Krabs: Just stay with us, Guy, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Sam-I-Am: We'll work this out later at the team meeting. Now, I have many delectable food options here. First up... a worm. Lots of protein, free range. Very nice.

As Mr. Jenkins sticks out his tongue, Patrick brings out an apple.

Patrick Star: Maybe he'll like this apple?

Once Patrick hands an apple to Mr. Jenkins, he happily munches it.

Patrick Star: I knew it!

Sam-I-Am: I was rooting for you the whole time. (as the worm curls into a circle and rolls away) Not a problem. Second choice... (brings out a corn) corn. (as Mr. Jenkins eats it as he shakes, rattles and puffs up and popcorns burst through his horns and deflates) I have one more option, vis-à-vis the meal.

Patrick Star: (eats some popcorn) I guess he doesn't like popcorn as well as apples.

Guy-Am-I: The wait has literally almost killed me.

Daffy Duck: Well, so much for building the grave for you, Guy.

Sam-I-Am: Big fella... (presenting a handful of dirt) How about... this? It's, uh, totally organic, -and... earthy. It's a real Pickyraffe. (chuckles) Bet he gets that from you.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, will you please stop who-ling? Just try the worm. Maybe you'll like it, huh? I mean, you'll never know until you try it.

Sam-I-Am: (gasps) Well! Pleased to meet you, Mr. Change-of-heart.

Porky Pig: (stuttering) Okay, weird appetite for a hybri-hybri- (stuttering) crossbreed bird.

Guy-Am-I: I can't stand it anymore. (covers his ears with his necktie as Mr. Jenkins' eyes lighted up and gently pulls the tie away with his long tongue and eats it up and swallows it) So... he eats ties.

Sam-I-Am: Okay, we need, like, a million ties.

Squidward Tentacles: How are we going to do that?

Guy-Am-I: He's right, that was my only one. Make it stop!

Sam-I-Am: Let's see here.

While Guy pulls his hat down over his ears, Sam scans the countryside and spots chimney smoke from a distant farm.

Sam-I-Am: Oh! You know what they say. "Where there's smoke, there's ties."

Sandy Cheeks: Fire! Where there's smoke, there's fire!

During their trip, they went to the hilltop overlooking the farm. Then, same pretends to talk in a radio.

Sam-I-Am: (mimics radio static) Best friend to super best friend, what is our plan? Over.

Guy-Am-I: My plan is to find it some ties. The rest of you stay put. (as Sam stares at his make belief radio then glances up at him) What?

Sam-I-Am: (mimics radio static) You didn't say "over." Over!

Guy-Am-I: That's because I am not an insane person. Over.

Sam-I-Am: (mimics radio static) Best friend to super best friend, I propose we all go together. Teamwork makes the dream work. Over... Hold the phone. (hides behind the tree and forms his hands into pretend binoculars and spies on a henhouse full of green hens, sitting on a rows of nest boxes as one hen lays a green egg and it rolls on a network of tubes and is deposited into a storage hut full of sparkling green eggs as he watch forward into a trance) Somebody poach me.

Guy-Am-I: (pulls him back) Sam, no! (points out to a fox that is selecting an egg is about to put it onto his mouth)

Sam-I-Am: Oh, I can't watch.

Just then, Michael, a fox, is on patrol around the hen house as he blows on the egg, polishes it and puts it back.

Michael the Fox: The guard is on duty. Everything is under control, including me.

Sam-I-A,: A fox guarding the hen house? Well, that's progressive.

Bugs Bunny: (to the viewers) Self controlled character, ain't he?

Sandy Cheeks: Well, that's just plain ridiculous.

Guy-Am-I: We're here for ties. Remember?

Sam-I-Am: Aww! (giggles while playing with the dragonfly) Couldn't agree more. So, time for some teamwork?

Guy-Am-I: (sighs as he covers Mr. Jenkins' mouth) Fine, but there'll be no dream work.

Once Guy carries Mr. Jenkins to the farmhouse, they began searching the place for any ties for him to have. As they crept inside, they spied on a mother working in the kitchen. Then, they ducked out of sight as she turns around and bare her teeth with a cleaver in her hand. As she returned to chopping food, they sneaked past and make their way upstairs.

Sam-I-Am: (loudly) See any ties?

Guy-Am-I: Shh!

Sylvester: (whispering) Not so loud, you moron!

Sam-I-Am: Relax. They're all the way back there. No one's gonna hear a thing.

Child: (looks out from his bedroom as Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends hides in the bathtub while Mr. Jenkins conforms into a shape of a shower pipe) Mom! There's a Chickeraffe in the bath!

Mom: (opens the bathroom door where everything's in spotless order) Sure. And last night, there was a woset in your closet. Come to the table, sweetie. It's time for lunch.

Child: But, Mom...

As they go downstairs, they sigh in relief because they were almost found that they have the Chickeraffe.

Sam-I-Am: Phew! That was close. You know, when I was his age, I had an imaginary friend named Reggie. But my mom... Get this. She acted like he was real. She even put out a plate for him at breakfast. Pretty great, huh?

Guy-Am-I: She sounds as bananas as you. (as they started searching the bedrooms)

Sam-I-Am: Okay, that was harsh. Also, you never talked about your folks. Would they do stuff like that?

Guy-Am-I: Let's just find the ties.

Sam-I-Am: (as he finds height marks penciled in a doorway) Oh-ho-ho! Did your family do this? I mean, every family does this, right? Mark me! Mark me! Wait. Hat or no hat? Hat or no hat? Hat--

Guy-Am-I: Start searching. (rummages through drawers and a closest) What sort of man doesn't own a necktie?

Sam-I-Am: (shows a family photo) Um, this sort of man. Don't they look happy?

Guy-Am-I: Of all the farmhouses in the world, we find the one where the farmer has no neck.

Sandy Cheeks: (comforting Mr. Jenkins) There, there, big guy.

Sam-I-Am: (hugs him with Sandy as he jumps up and looks out the window to see Michael the Fox) Hold all the phones! (as Michael puts on a tie) Let's move, team. I spy a tie.

Mrs. Puff: Sam-I-Am, you just don't know how annoying you are as well as SpongeBob.

Meanwhile in the "Think About What You've Done" car, Michellee was counting beans while E.B. was sitting on a stool with a giant finger pointing at her.

E.B. Weebie: Um... I've been thinking about what I did for a while. So, are we good now?

Michellee Weebie: No, we are not, Elanabeth. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to finish my count by SnerzDay.

E.B. Weebie: Okay, I get it. (as she spots some reading materials and picks out the train safety manual) I'll just read this super-boring safety manual all day. That seems like a fair punishment. Oh, wow. That's how a seatbelt works. Interesting.

Just then, Michellee has had enough so she took the manual and puts it back, E.B. then looks out a ping-pong playing family ride by on a herd of buffalo.

Kids: Hit it over here! Yay! Nice shot. Score!

Then, Michellee looks out to see E.B. sigh heavily and frown.

E.B. Weebie: I could just stare at the corner.

Michellee Weebie: (shuts her bean counting lecture book) Honey, I don't need you to punish yourself. I just need you to think before you run off like that.

E.B. Weebie: But Mr. Jenkins could have gotten hurt.

Michellee Weebie: You could have gotten hurt. Please, don't ever scare me like that ever again.

E.B. Weebie: (rushes into her mother's arm as they share a hug) I'm sorry, Mom. It's just... I'm just kind of cooped up, and last night on the top of the train--

Michellee Weebie: What was that?

E.B. Weebie: It's okay. Mr. Jenkins kept me safe, just like Sam is keeping him safe.

Michellee Weebie: You were on top of the train? The moving train?

E.B. Weebie: No.

But then, Michellee activates her magnetic bracelet.

Bracelets: (beeping offscreen) Genuine Friendship!

Meanwhile on the farm, the group were keeping a close watch on Michael the Fox.

Sam-I-Am: This is so exciting! I love that we're working together, you know. Really making that dream work.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Now, Mr. Jenkins won't go hungry anymore.

Guy-Am-I: Please, just do what I say and stay out of my way. We need to be efficient.

Sam-I-Am: Got it. Get in. Get out.

Guy-Am-I: Right.

Sam-I-Am: And whilst we're at it, it wouldn't hurt to fry up a nice green egg or two.

Guy-Am-I: Sam!

Sam-Am-I: But have you ever had green eggs and ham with a fox? So good. (chuckles) They really know their eggs.

Squidward Tentacles: That's Sam the Stupid for ya, Guy. (chuckles and snorts) Sam the Stupid.

Guy-Am-I: Shh!

Michael the Fox: (inspecting himself in the mirror) You look good, Fox. (walks up to one of the hens) Hey there, Sandra.

Sandra the Hen: Oh, hey, Michael.

Michael the Fox: I brought you a present. (presents the box of chocolates) The ones with the caraway center are my favorites.

Sandra the Hen: (sighs) I don't want them. Give 'em to Terrence.

Michael the Fox: Okay. (drops the box for Terrence the Pig to eat it)

Sandra the Hen: What's with the tie?

Michael the Fox: It's for our date tonight. I was thinking ice skating. Maybe a little smooth jazz.

Sandra the Hen: It's a hard pass, Michael.

Terrence the Pig: Michael... I like smooth jazz.

Michael the Fox: Not now, Terrence. Just one date, please. I think you're the sweetest, smartest, greenest hen in the whole world!

Sandra the Fox: You're a fox. You eat eggs.

Michael the Fox: (stammers) Not anymore. I haven't touched an egg in a month. I'm on this cleanse now where all I eat is worms, corn, and mud, and I feel amazing! I've changed, Sandra. I'm a new fox.

Sandra the Hen: Maybe. But you're still a fox.

Sam-I-Am: Seems like they have their issues, but I'm sure they can work them out.

Guy-Am-I: Love fails. Always. You get your hopes up, it seems wonderful, and then, it blows up right in your face. Boom! Same as everything else.

Michael the Fox: You'll see. I'm a reformed fox!

Guy-Am-I: There. He's done for the day.

SpongeBob SquarePants: What's wrong with that fox?

Sandy Cheeks: I think his mind is cracked like a dozen turkey's eggs that never got eaten for a long time. (as they secretly follows Micheal home)

Michael the Fox: I don't need no eggs! Who said fox need eggs? I don't need no eggs. (opens the door beneath the tree and enters the candlelit room) I don't need eggs. I don't need-- I need eggs! (yelling while baring his fangs as he viciously rips a part of his pillows with his claws)

As Michael catches his breath, he looks around remorsefully.

Sam-I-Am: That was a really nice pillow.

Daffy Duck: That was one angry fox.

Then, he began to talk to himself and relaxes himself.

Michael the Fox: You are stronger than this, Michael. Try to hold it together. (turns on the tape player as he straightens his tie, puts the shredded pillow away and selects a new one)

Once he places before the shrine, sits on it in his loaded position, shuts his eyes, breathes deeply and repeats after the tape)

Sam-I-Am: Now's our chance.

Guy-Am-I: Stay here. All of you.

Sam-I-Am: T-W-B! Teamwork buddies.

Guy-Am-I: No. (sneaks inside alone)

Mr. Jenkins: (squawks)

Sam-I-Am: He's under a lot of stress right now.

Sandy Cheeks: If that fox gets angry, I can imagine him going after you SpongeBob.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Why me, Sandy?

Inside Michael's den, Michael begins his trance during his egg resistance meditation.

Michael's Recording: Greetings, self. It's time to list our simple truths. Corn is... delicious.

Michael the Fox: Corn... is... delicious. (as Sam gives a thumbs up through the window)

Michael's Recording: Again. Corn... is... del-- (screams) I love eggs!

Michael the Fox: I love eggs!

Michael's Recording: Shh, shh. Hey, hey. No, you don't.

Michael the Fox: No, I don't.

Guy-Am-I: (panting)

Michael's Recording: Keep it together, Michael. You're strong. You're calm. You're an egg-free warrior.

Michael the Fox: I am an egg-free warrior.

Tweety: (whispering) Woot wite it's up to us.

Just as Guy was about to loosen Micheal's tie, Sam pops up in front of him with SpongeBob, Bugs and Daffy appearing around him.

Sam-I-Am: (whispering) This is very soothing.

Guy-Am-I: (grabs Sam as they all hid behind the shrine and the surroundings) I told you to stay outside.

Sheldon J. Plankton: I think we should help this mutt out.

Sam-I-Am: I know we were supposed to stay outside and not make inspirational speeches, but you and I are responsible for that Chickeraffe out there, and like it or not, he's depending on us to get that tie off that fox. We can do this. We have to do this. Because you were right. We're not a team.

Guy-Am-I: Finally, you see.

Sam-I-Am: We're a family. (shows him the picture he took as Bosko shows the portrait of the whole gang with Sam and Guy) End of inspirational speech.

Guy-Am-I: Fine. What's the plan?

While SpongeBob came up with the plan, they all return to the meditating Michael.

Michael's Recording: What is nature? What is nurture? I don't know. That's why I call it "not-sure". (as he growls with meditating) Stop that! Stop thinking about eggs! You can do this, Michael.

Guy then starts loosening Michael's tie, recording suddenly stops as it breaks.

Sam and Guy: Huh?

Mr. Krabs: Uh-oh.

Sam-I-Am: (whispers in Michael's ear and messages his shoulders) No one is removing your tie right now.

Michael the Fox: No one is removing my tie right now.

Sam-I-Am: You're relaxed. You're in your happy place. Just you and Sandra on your date.

Michael the Fox: Just me and Sandra on our date.

Sam-I-Am: Listening to the smoothest of smooth jazz.

Guy-Am-I: Huh?

Patrick Star: I don't get it.

Just as Sam hums while messaging Michael's head, Guy loosens the tie as it lengthens and the pattern changes from blue stripes to purple polkadots as he keeps pulling. But as it gets longer and longer colorful patterns, piling up on the floor, he finally reaches the end of the tie and smiles.

Sam-I-Am: There aren't two people in your house, taking your necktie.

Michael the Fox: There aren't two people in my house, taking my necktie.

Guy-Am-I: Let's get out of here. (as Sam collects the heaping piled up neckties while Mr. Jenkins looks through the windows with hears in his eyes) You were right, Sam. We are a sort of family. And you can't choose your family or really even leave them. You're just stuck with them forever. So, in the end... it's easier to just surrender and let them stick around. (puts Sam in the doorway and makes a pencil mark above his head)

Sam-I-Am: You said it. And it's a good thing I did let you hang around, because we're a great team. You're the brains. Dare I say, I'm the other brains. Yep. All it takes is a dash of Sam, a pinch of Guy. Throw 'em together with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and all their pals, and what do you get? A recipe for success. (opens the door) Quiche Lorraine. (as a stash of green eggs falls out) Whoa! For the record, I did not mean to do that.

Sylvester: (hears a growling sound) Sufferin' Succotash! What was that?

Guy-Am-I: How are you hungry right now?

Sam-I-Am: What?

Guy-Am-I: Your stomach. It's--

However, it was Michael and he's not too happy for them stealing his clothing.

Sam-I-Am: Namaste?

Then suddenly, Michael was about to attack them as SpongeBob screams for his life.

Dark[]

Before the movie continues, Bosko spoke the viewers about the next scene.

Bosko: Now, you'd might be asking "Have we been mauled by a fox?". In case you're wondering, that's not it, because I'm right here now, speaking to you viewers, so let's resume. Shall we?

Just as the scene plays again, Michael the Fox was ticked off with Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs and Daffy with his stash of green eggs.

Michael the Fox: You'll pay for this.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Easy! Easy!

Narrator: Oh, man! This is scary. Was this in the book? Just tell me what happen. I can't bear to look!

Michael the Fox: You'll pay for this, Michael!

Sam and Guy: Michael?

Bugs Bunny: You have a twin named Michael?

Michael the Fox: (retracts his claws and hits his own head) Stupid, stupid, stupid! I've recently committed myself to an eggless existence, but it is not easy. I mean, they're really good.

Sam-I-Am: I hear that.

Michael the Fox: And if Sandra knew I took the-

Sam-I-Am: Oh, right. Your chick.

Michael the Fox: Sandra is no one's chick! She's very much her own hen, and I respect that.

Patrick Star: I don't get it.

Guy-Am-I: From one feminist to another, that's very admirable. So, we'll just leave these ties and show ourselves out.

Michael the Fox: Keep the ties. Just promise you won't say a word to anyone about my one moment of weakness.

Sam-I-Am: One moment? (as Guy snatches him)

Guy-Am-I: Our lips are sealed.

Sam-I-Am: Yes. We swear we will not tell Sandra

Michael the Fox: Sandra? She could never hear about this! Because if she did, I don't know what I'll do. (as his claws popped out)

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, if you're that desperate for your hen girlfriend, then how about a krabby patty? (pulls up a krabby patty)

With one bite of the krabby patty, Michael felt better.

Michael the Fox: Thanks, SpongeBob, all these eggs I prevent myself from devouring drives me crazy.

Sam-I-Am: Relax. There's no way Sandra will--

Michael the Fox: Sandra!

Mr. Krabs: We need to book it now!

Guy-Am-I: Would you please stop saying--

Sam-I-Am: Were you gonna say "Sandra"?

Michael the Fox: Sandra! She makes waking up in the morning worth it! Sandra!

Sam-I-Am: Let's get out of here!

Just as Michael was going madder, Sandy quickly tackles and held him down.

Sandy Cheeks: Hold still, you vermin!

Michael the Fox: I need another krabby patty! (as SpongeBob stuffed it in his mouth)

Sandy Cheeks: That'll hold ya!

As Guy opens the door, he finds the shrine dedicated to Sandra.

Michael the Fox: (eats the krabby patty) Don't mind Sandra's shrine, just leave me be so I can eat in peace.

Sam-I-Am: Let's give the ties to Jenkins! (as they all carried Mr. Jenkins off away from Michael's den)

Michael the Fox: Please don't tell Sandra!

At sunset, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy, Sam and Guy brought Mr. Jenkins and the ties around the countryside.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Wow, Sandy. You're amazing for teaching Michael a lesson.

Sandy Cheeks: It was either that or sent to the psychiatric ward.

Guy-Am-I: (panting) We went through a lot of work for these ties, so I hope that you-- (as Mr. Jenkins slurps up the ties and extends to full heights) ...appreciate it. (as Jenkins' stomach burbles and a bulge went up his long neck and into his mouth and a tiny burp pops out) That's what happens when you eat your ties too fast.

Sam-I-Am: Guys, you've gotta peep this. (standing on the crust of the hill with his briefcase and admires a beautiful sunset) Well?

Guy-Am-I: Eh.

Sam-I-Am: Eh? This is at least worth a "Huh?" Maybe even a "wha?" How can you not enjoy this?

Guy-Am-I: A setting sun means only one thing. It'll be dark soon. And if you haven't noticed, we're in the middle of nowhere.

Sam-I-Am: Yeah. (giggles) That's the best part of nowhere to be in. Right in the middle.

Guy-Am-I: We're sitting ducks out here. Those BADGUYS are professional trackers. They know where we dropped off the train. They're probably right behind us.

Sam-I-Am: We need a place to hide out for the night.

Guy-Am-I: A wonderful idea. Why don't we just stay at this motel right here?

Sam-I-Am: Or we could stay at that one.

As Guy looks, he could see an imaginary motel to a real motel sign in the distance.

Guy-Am-I: (sighs) Why did you not just tell me that there was a motel?

Squidward Tentacles: There was a motel for us to stay at?!

Charlie Dog: Sounds too good to be true to me.

Sam-I-Am: I didn't want you to miss the sunset.

Guy-Am-I: (starts walking as Jenkins runs past him joyfully) You're not supposed to run after you eat.

After dark, leaped happily towards the ridge while Guy crawls up nearly while Mr. Jenkins jumps onto his head and Sam runs after him. Just ahead, the motel sign proclaimed they could see color TV.

Sam-I-Am: Ooh. This place seems nice, Guy.

Guy-Am-I: (sighs) As long as there's a bed, I'll be happy.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Then what're we waiting for?

Sam-I-Am: (tumbles off the ridge and disappeared off the ridge) Whoa!

Guy-Am-I: Sam! (looks down on the edge while Mr. Jenkins barrels into the group and tumbled into the deep pit) It's not a motel! It's a junk yard! At the bottom of a very, very deep pit! (as the motel lights goes out)

Sam-I-Am: Relax. We can get out. (tries to climb up and fell down) Yeah, we're not getting out.

Guy-Am-I: Of all the--

Sam-I-Am: Let's focus on the positives. First of all, the BADGUYS will never find us down here.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, that's true. They're not stupid enough to trap themselves in a giant hole! There's no way out, Sam. We have no food. It's freezing. We won't even survive the night. And I'm stuck here with all of you!

Sam-I-Am: There you go! Now you're looking on the bright side. Tell me, what do you see here?

Guy-Am-I: I see junk.

Patrick Star: And an angry junk yard dog.

As on cue, Squidward was then mauled by the said dog.

Charlie Dog: I'm coming, Squidward!

With a lot of fights, Charlie beat up the guard dog as he ran off on a hot air balloon.

Charlie Dog: And don't come back!

Squidward Tentacles: (dazed and bruised) Thanks for the save. (faints into a pile of trash)

Sam-I-Am: Well, I see opportunity. Think about it. You're an ace inventor. This place is practically overflowing with raw materials. You can invent our way out of here.

Guy-Am-I: (sighs) I've already told you, I'm done inventing. (as Mr. Jenkins spins like a drill and hops in) What now?

Sam-I-Am: He's burrowing for the night. I suggest we do the same.

Sheldon J. Plankton: Here in the junkyard. You sure about that?

Meanwhile, Michellee and E.B. are on the road to the Bland Canyon.

Narrator: Michellee thought the train had been nothing but troubles, so she rented a car wrapped completely in bubbles. (with E.B. waring a bubblewrap helmet) Safely onward to Meepville with daughter E.B, they stopped for the night at a quaint B&B.

E.B. Weebie: What kind of hotel is this?

Michellee Weebie: Oh, it's not a hotel. (entering a bedroom) It's a bed and breakfast. There's the bed, there's breakfast in the morning, and that's it.

E.B. Weebie: (as she looks at the quilting books with one knocked down and a Potato of the Month calendar which says Snerzuary) W-What about the TV?

Michellee Weebie: (in sing-song voice) There's none!

E.B. Weebie: No... TV?

Michellee Weebie: Yeah, but isn't that great? Just us gals spending some quality time together. It'll be like a slumber party with your mom instead of, uh, friends.

E.B. Weebie: What if we get incredibly bored of each other?

Michellee Weebie: I suppose we could go talk with the lady who owns the place. (as they looked out the window) She seems like a jar full of fun.

E.B. Weebie: (sighs) I'd rather watch grass grow.

Old Woman: Great year for grass. Ooh, Little Johnny is really sprouting.

E.B. Weebie: Wait! Does the owner lady have a TV?

Michellee Weebie: Come on. The Elanabeth I know doesn't need a television to have a good time.

E.B. Weebie: You're right. (sighs but opens her mother's ledger book) Oh! We could draw.

Michellee Weebie: G-Great. But... Uh, um, maybe let's find something else to draw on. (as E.B. frowns with disappointment) We can, uh, just turn the page. It'll... be fine.

Then, E.B. pulls out a box of colorful crayons out of the suitcase and draws on a blank ledger page.

Michellee Weebie: Start with the outline. Mm-hmm. And here, let me-- no, no, no. Let me show you. Here. You make a very light line to get the basic shapes like this. See, blue? And then, gradually, you darken those lines. You give that form so much more definition, and then finally, add details. Like that!

After finishing drawing, Michellee noticed that E.B was gone then turns to see her drawing BNB Menu. Looking back at the ledger, Michellee studies E.B.'s colorful picture of a smiling girl with wild curly hair.

Back at the junk pit, Guy shivers while Mr. Jenkins sleeps in his hole.

Guy-Am-I: How nice to be you. Blissfully unaware that we're trapped and doomed. All nice and toasty in that dirt. Belly all full of delicious ties. Meanwhile, I'm freezing and-- (noticing Sandy and Squidina got the fireplace going and felt warm) Since when did you guys gathered all this firewood?

Squidina Star: There was some leftover woods that we could use as a fuel source.

Sandy Cheeks: It's a good thing we're being prepared thanks to you, Squidina.

Sam-I-Am: Hungry?

SpongeBob SquarePants: (holds up plate of a dozen krabby patties) Krabby Patty anyone?

Guy-Am-I: No. (as his stomach growls)

Sam-I-Am: Ah, bummer. Because I just found a vending machine stocked with so much good food.

Guy-Am-I: Where?

As Sam shows it to everyone, the vending machine was loaded with cups of green eggs and ham noodles.

Sam-I-Am: Would you li--

Guy-Am-I: Don't. Does anybody else packed any food?

Sandy Cheeks: Sorry, Guy, all we got our own favorite food.

Foghorn Leghorn: And I've just pack-- I say I just packed some krabby patties, couldn't get enough of those.

Sam-I-Am: (chuckles) Suit yourself.

Once Sam takes a coin from under Guy's hat, he pops it into the machine as the cup gets stuck, a mechanical hand bangs it and the cup drops. Then, the hands fill it with steaming water from a kettle and present it on a plate with a pair of chopsticks.

Sam-I-Am: Ah, we meet again. (inhales the aroma, standing on the green glow and eats it with his eyes closed)

Guy-Am-I: I have an idea. (takes the chopsticks from Sam)

Sam-I-Am: An idea? Like, for an invention?

Mrs. Puff: Or a device?

Guy-Am-I: (rips the hands out of the machine and gets slapped) It's not an invention. It's a new device I'm assembling out of necessity to do something not previously possible.

Sam-I-Am: Mmm. No, I think that's what an invention means.

Guy-Am-I: All right, fine, it's an invention. But I promise you, this is my last one ever. I'm just doing it since we'll freeze to death if I don't.

Sam-I-Am: Pray, what do you call this? Your final masterpiece?

Guy-Am-I: A Sparkerator. You turn this, and it'll rub these hands back and forth, building friction in order to spark a fire.

Sam-I-Am: I guess that means you're back inventing again, inventor.

Guy-Am-I: I am not inventing. This is purely out of necessity.

Sam-I-Am: You know what they say about necessity.

Guy-Am-I: No. What?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, I don't know. I was hoping you knew. (as cranks an eggbeater which moves the hands which rubs the chopsticks together creating only sparks) Maybe you need to spin it the other way.

Guy-Am-I: It doesn't matter which way you spin it. See? (as it cranks the other way that kept the fire gong with more fire kindling)

Sam-I-Am: It worked! Sparkerator! This calls for a celebration, and I've been saving a bottle of Fizzy Pop for just such an occasion. (pulls out a Guy rag doll out of his briefcase, kisses and puts it back) That is totally not you. (brings out a fizzy pop) Ah-ha! Hand-fizzed by master fizzers for 17 years. (as he shakes it like crazy) Gotta give it a good shake first! Shake it up!

Guy-Am-I: No, stop that. Sam.

Daffy Duck: What's the matter? It's just soda.

Sam-I-Am: Really gets the fizz going!

Guy-Am-I: Don't do that. Put it down, Sam. Just put it down. Sam...

Sam-I-Am: (shaking it and barrel rolls it until it vibrates) Shake it up! There we go! Whoo-hoo!

Guy-Am-I: Put it down. Do not open that bottle.

Sam-I-Am: But--

Guy-Am-I: It'll spray everywhere and douse the fire.

Sam-I-Am: It won't.

Guy-Am-I: Sam... Sam. Sam! (braces himself)

Sam-I-Am: (pulls the cork and pours two glasses) See? Told you. To the man I'm proud to have call me his best friend. And to the group I'm happy to call my new friends.

Suddenly, the bottle got hit by the cork as it accidentally douses the fire that Guy has made.

Sam-I-Am: Okay, I feel slightly responsible for that. How about to make it up to you with a bite of these green eggs and ham?

SpongeBob SquarePants: And a bite of a krabby patty.

Guy-Am-I: No, thank you.

Sam-I-Am: Are you sure? They're really good in the dark. The lack of sight truly heightens your other senses. (as he eats them) Those just sound delicious.

Guy-Am-I: I would not like them in the dark.

Cecil Turtle: And besides, we need light to see what we're doing.

Sam-I-Am: What are you doing?

Guy-Am-I: Repairing my invention. If we don't start another fire, we'll be frozen solid. But I'm sure it won't work. It'll probably just blow up! (as the Sparkerator explodes as the hands catches fire but lighting up the area)

Sam-I-Am: What? Wow! It did work.

Guy-Am-I: No, it blew up.

Sam-I-Am: And it's gonna save us! Look! (points out) Your invention is pointerating the way out. This pipe could be our path to freedom!

But as Sam opens the door, there was nothing but toxic ooze.

Mr. Krabs: What the flim-flam!?

Tweety: Uh-oh!

Guy-Am-I: (points at the label) That stuff seems unsafe.

Sam and Guy: Whoa! (as they all ran to the pile of junk with toxic ooze coming out)

Sam-I-Am: It's fine, fellas. It's just a little... (as they all see a car melt in the ooze and the pipe starts to rattle) Flee!

Once they all ran for their lives, they scooped up Jenkins, their briefcase and supplies and ran to the top of the tallest junk heap with the burning hand lighting the way. Around them is a lake of toxic ooze, they looked out to see a floating bus crumbled off and disintegrated.

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, that's partially my fault. I'll admit that.

Elsewhere at the bed and breakfast, Michellee stands over E.B. while she's drawing.

Michellee Weebie: Oh... (chuckles) It's very pretty.

E.B. Weebie: You think?

Michellee Weebie: I super think. Such a beautiful landscape.

E.B. Weebie: It's not a landscape. It's a Chickeraffe.

Michellee Weebie: Oh, sure is. I see it now. I especially like how you drew his little foot right there, tearing out that guy's eyeballs.

E.B. Weebie: That's his nose. And he's snuzzling me. How many times do I have to tell you? They're not dangerous. (sighs) It doesn't matter. I'm not even allowed to have a panda, let alone Mr. Jenkins.

Michellee Weebie: Why don't you let me help you with this? You know, your mom, well, she used to be quite a good artist back in the day.

E.B. Weebie: No, thanks. I'll just watch grass grow. (as she leaves)

Narrator: Michellee realized something she hadn't yet. Where the world saw a monster, E.B. saw a pet.

Then, Michellee studied the drawing of E.B. and Jenkins hugging, both with big smiles and wild hair, she smiles to herself, rips a page from her ledger, lines up the crayons, cracks her knuckles and begins to draw.

Back in the junk pit, Guy watches a junk heap disintegrate in the lake of toxic ooze.

Mr. Krabs: We're doomed!

Guy-Am-I: That'll be us pretty soon.

Sam-I-Am: No, it won't! Because you can still invent us out of this jam.

Patrick Star: Okay, how?

Guy-Am-I: (with more junk disintegrating) For once, Patrick has a point. Inventing doesn't work that way.

Sam-I-Am: Pfft. What you know about inventing?

Guy-Am-I: Everything. Let me tell you a little story.

Sam-I-Am: (gasps) Is this your secret origin story?

Guy-Am-I: No, it's just a story. About a guy named, uh, Ghee.

Sam-I-Am: Hooked me from the first sentence. (as everyone listened intently)

Guy-Am-I: A bright-eyed inventor with tons of promise. (as his origin story begins) Ghee thought of the Face Iron. (as he moves the wrinkles off the old man's face)

Old Man: Well, I'm a new man.

Guy-Am-I: (offscreen) He invented Foggles. (goggles fog shield wipers) Plus, an Out of Order Recorder with 17 toggles. (as his younger self) Testing, testing. One two three. (turns the freebee puzzle as his recording is heard) Two-thing, three-thing. Test one, test.

Business Men: That's fantastic!

Guy-Am-I: (offscreen) The Hand Stand seemed like a total slam dunk. (an electric hand lifts him up)

Businessman: Inventionary!

Guy-Am-I: (offscreen) The Can Opener was sure to end his funk.

Can Opener: You can open it. I believe in you. Go, go, go.

Man: (opens the can successfully) Ah! I can open it!

Guy-Am-I: (offscreen) Success seemed at hand, fortunes surely bestowed. But you can't make it big when all your gizmos explode. (as the inventions explodes one by one)

Sam-I-Am: (as the origin story ends) You know, this Ghee sounds really interesting. Reminds me of ye.

Guy-Am-I: May I please finish?

Sam-I-Am: Yeah. Quit stalling.

Guy-Am-I: (as the story continues as he reads 78 Inventors to Watch in the newspaper) With each failure... Ghee lost a little more hope.

Can Opener: (offscreen) You can open it. I believe in you.

Guy-Am-I: (offscreen as he's in the headline as it starts forest fire while in the Snerz hotel room where Guy himself circles the paint watcher's job add) So at the thought of another... (as his flashback ended) his heart told him "nope."

Sam-I-Am: Oh, what a story! Only an inventor with an amazing imagination could spin such an inventive yarn right off the top of his noggin. I knew you were talented.

Guy-Am-I: It's me. I'm Ghee.

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, right. I mean, at first I thought it was about you, but then that twist at the end?

Guy-Am-I: I just told you it was me.

Sam-I-Am: Pfft. Sure it was. (gets whacked in the head by Mr. Krabs)

Mr. Krabs: No! It is him, you dimwitted bilge rat!

Guy-Am-I: Thank you, Mr. Krabs! That's helpful enough.

Sam-I-Am: (gazed at the thumbs down on the burning hand) Oh, well, I'm sorry you had to go through that... Ghee.

Guy-Am-I: Yeah, well, everybody's got a story.

Narrator: (as Mr. Jenkins' childhood flashes back) Right. We all have a story, animals included. And Jenkins's begins on an island secluded. (as Baby Jenkins follows his mother, bounding through the tropical forest) He lived with his family, where the ties grow on trees. A freshly-picked breakfast, Jenkins's life was a breeze. (as Jenkins' mother feeds him a tie as he devours it and burps) Until... (as he scampers into the noise in the forest as a mother screams when the net shoots down on him and his eyes grows wide with fear while he hollers to her as she comes running as the flashback ends) Jenkins loved his mom with all of his heart. And a piece of it broke when they were torn apart. (as Jenkins nuzzles Guy sadly)

Gary the Snail: (meows sadly)

SpongeBob SquarePants: I know, Gary, this is too depressing.

Sam-I-Am: As long as we're origin storying, mine is a real humdoozler. It starts a long time ago. When Mom I-Am gave birth to me, I was--

Guy-Am-I: I don't want to hear it! I only have a few minutes before I-- (as the junk heap they're on starts to shake and sink) Oh, what? (gasps) What?

Daffy Duck: We're dead!

Sam-I-Am: I'm too young to die!

Guy-Am-I: This is it. We're done for. We've lived our last day.

SpongeBob SquarePants: No we haven't, Guy.

Patrick Star: Yeah. (sees a boat that surprisingly acid proof) Because look a boat.

Guy-Am-I: How could that boat be acid proof? It just doesn't add up!

Sam-I-Am: Don't be dramatic. Look! (uncovers a coin operated bouncy horse) Yee-haw! Guy! How great is this? I think we just found our lifeline. A ride out of this pit.

Yosemite Sam: Then since Sandy got us a bigger ride for us, let's hop aboard, y'all. (as they hopped aboard except for Sam, Guy and Jenkins)

Guy-Am-I: Sam, that horse doesn't move.

Sandy Cheeks: Nope, but if we attach that horse to the acid-proof boat, we can sail out of this toxic pit.

Sam-I-Am: She may not move yet, but that's what a master inventor is for.

Guy-Am-I: I'm no master. And even if I was, it is not possible.

Sam-I-Am: Uh-oh, sounds like someone's got a case of the nots.

Guy-Am-I: I do not!

Sam-I-Am: Well, I'm not interested in being swallowed up by toxic ooze, so I'm gonna get to work. Hmm. 'Kay, let's see. (trying to find the right tools) This Thing-a-ma-Bob right here oughta work. And this Thing-a-ma-Dave oughta do the trick. (as he slides under the horse with some tubes)

Sandy Cheeks: Let me help you out, Partner.

Narrator: Guy knew that Thing-a-ma-Bob wouldn't bob. Sam wasn't cut out for this sort of a job. And if that thing falls, he'll go ka-splew-it!

Guy-Am-I: (grabbing Sam's legs and pulls him to safety just before the horse crashes down) Step aside and let a master do it. (to Sandy) Sandy, you do the inventing, I'll pass the tools and items.

Sandy Cheeks: Right!

Sam-I-Am: (gasps) Ghee is back! Ya-how!

Elsewhere, B&B Owner trains her binoculars on her front lawn.

Old Woman: Point zero zero two microzilometers. That's enough excitement for one day.

As E.B. snaps out of the daze as the old lady went inside, the lights go out along with the fireflies.

Narrator: E.B. tiptoed upstairs, sure she'd be grounded. (as she finds her mother asleep in the chair and breathes a sigh of relief) Mom's asleep. (as E.B. turns out the light and gently removes the ledger book from her hands when a page falls out) And that's when she found it. (as she finds her mother's drawing of a smiling Chickeraffe) Plus, a note that was written with pencil in palm.

Michellee Weebie: (voice only) So your pet's with you forever. Love always, your Mom.

Once E.B.'s mouth falls open, she curls up in her mother's arm, picture and hand as they both smiles sleepily.

E.B. Weebie: Goodnight, Mom.

Meanwhile, Sandy works underneath the horse fastening bolts and squirting joints while Guy pass the equipment's she needed while he and Jenkins lifted it and Sam attached the plungers to springs. Guy and Jenkins then watches Sandy work.

Sandy Cheeks: It almost done, how's it looking, Guy?

Guy-Am-I: Attach the Wimble to the Wumph Joint. Puts a Flurm bolt on a Zilzonator. Stupid son of a Yip!

Sam-I-Am: (as the junk heap continues to sink) Whoa! Sandy! Guy! Hurry!

Sandy Cheeks: We're going as fast as we can, Sam!!!

Guy-Am-I: She's almost done! And we'll need a bruckle to start it up.

Sam-I-Am: Hmm. About that...

Guy-Am-I: What?

Sam-I-Am: I may have spent our last bruckle.

Guy-Am-I: Well, find one!

Just then, Sam spotted a vending machine floating past in the ooze.

Sam-I-Am: One bruckle... (loosen the bolt on the pole) Hup! Coming right up. (pushed the motel sign over as it slams down and coins spill out) Jackpot! Big winner! (slides down and collected many coins with hat) Bruckles from heaven! (runs back just before the sign sinks as he jumps and Jenkins catches him) Thanks. Nearly lost my shirt.

Guy-Am-I: (as Sandy placed a coin receptacle on the base of the horse) Bruckle.

Sam-I-Am: Bruckle. (as Guy inserts the bruckle) It's working!

Guy-Am-I: Hurry! Move, move, move!

Sam-I-Am: Do it, Guy!

Guy-Am-I: Hang on!

Sam: (as everyone grabbed their bags and climbed on the horse as Guy thrust the lever and springs out of the pit just before the junk heap disintegrated) Whoo-hoo! Yes! The Ghee is definitely back! See? All you needed was a little bit of hope. Luckily, you had a hope man in your corner and some extra helping hands, wings, claws, paws and tentacles.

Narrator: Guy wouldn't admit it, but he did need some hope. And a hope man is helpful, even if he's a dope.

With that, Guy smiles while Sam does a happy dance.

In daytime, they spring into a deserted road one the back of the bouncy horse with briefcases and languages on the back, Guy work leavers on springing plunger legs while Sam feeds the coin slot with bruckles.

Sam-I-Am: You're in luck next time you're stuck in a pit of doom, Guy.

Guy—Am-I: Because I know how to build one of these?

Sam-I-Am: Nah. 'Cause you gotta have your origin story to tell.

As they entered a town, a sign reads "Welcome to Prinz Pazookle. Population: Just Right", they spring down the main street and then stopped at a restaurant.

Sam-I-Am: We made it all the way here, and it didn't blow up!

Guy-Am-I: Fabulous. Let's eat.

Suddenly as they collect their briefcases and luggage and got inside, SpongeBob could see the horse explodes out in the street.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Barnacles! There goes that horse ride.

Sam-I-Am: (as Guy looks out and hangs his head) Hey, look on the bright side. We've still got one bruckle left for breakfast. (whispers to his jumping briefcase) Sorry, big fella, you gotta lay low. We're wanted men. Anybody sees you, we're in big trouble.

Pink Patron: Hmm?

Once Sam sits on the counter with Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, he presents a coin to the waiter and Bugs present his credit card.

Sam-I-Am: Pray, tell, Gar-Kahn. What can a couple of big spenders like us get for this?

Waiter: Mm-hmm. You might want something from our half-off menu. (as he tares the menu in half) Here you go.

Bugs Bunny: And what could we get for credit, Doc?

Waiter: One breakfast buffet for the whole group.

While Sam and Guy has the bowl of oats, green eggs and ham, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends receives the breakfast buffet. Just then, a lady walks in with a flea on a leash.

Narrator: (chuckles) Okay, that flea is quite silly, but try not to laugh, because fleas have been known to scare Chickeraffes.

Pass Jenkins' briefcase, the flea detects movement, yanks the leash and doubles back.

Guy-Am-I: Shh, shh, shh! (whispering) It's just a little flea.

Just as Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends stare down the briefcase, the flea crawls inside through a keyhole as Mr. Jenkins burst out and bounces all around in a panic. He then sees his picture on a wanted poster and freaks out, a waitress then drops its coffee pot.

Maiden: The missing Chickeraffe!

Patrick Star: Fish Paste!

With a panicking commotion starting, Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends exchanged alarmed looks and terrified patriots hides for cover.

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Just as the scene went dark, SpongeBob, Patrick, Bugs and Daffy are next for the interview with the next scene.

Bugs Bunny: What's up, Doc? I bet you're wondering what happens next in this show.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, we're busted after we're mistaken for the kidnapping of the Chickeraffe.

Daffy Duck: But spoiler alert, it was on account of Sam-I-Am, but enough said.

Patrick Star: Let's continue the movie.

As the movie continues, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, along with Sam and Guy flee the restaurant with Jenkins stuffed in Sam's briefcase.

Narrator: Our heroes' cover was blown when Jenkins ran free, all because of one tiny, little flea.

During the chaos, the flea acts like a raging beast while Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends ran for their lives.

Guy-Am-I: They're onto us, Sam! We're done for!

Sam-I-Am: Don't worry. We'll be miles out of town before the news gets out.

SpongeBob SquarePants: I'd wished you didn't say that, because look. (points at the news crew)

Reporters: Did you see anything?!

With that, they all ran away from the news crew.

On TV, a news reporter was in live.

Loretta Mums: This is the Seuss News Network. I'm Loretta Mums, and you've entered The Panic Room. Start panicking. (pressed the red button on the news desk and freaks out as the crew scatters and the family watching TV panics as the news counts resumes) Breaking news on the baby-eating monster running loose on the streets of Prinz Pazookle. The Chickeraffe did not escape from the Glurfsburg Zoo. It was stolen! The suspects are at large and might be under your bed! One is described as short, slight, red-hatted, bright-eyed with a smile that just makes you feel great about life. Clearly, the brains of the operation.

Sam-I-Am: She pretty much nailed it.

Guy-Am-I: Sam!

Loretta Mums: The other suspect is obviously some kind of goon or flunky. He wears a brown hat, sour expression, and an almost tangible aura of failure.

Sam-I-Am: They've got us pegged. We need disguises. (swaps hats with him) Boop!

Guy-Am-I: Switching hats is not a disguise.

Loretta Mums: For more on day one of Chickeraffe Hysterimaniaterrogate, let's go to Joaquin Furmano, our man on the street.

Joaquin Furmano: Thank you, Loretta. Excuse me, sir? (to Sam with Guy's hat) Do you have a moment to answer some questions about the Chickeraffe heist?

Sam-I-Am: Absolutely.

Joaquin Furmano: And do you and your police force are on the case?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Sure are, Mr. Furmano.

Joaquin Furmano: How would you characterize the thieves?

Sam-I-Am: I'd say they're two men who delight in each other's company and clearly share a very special bond.

Joaquin Furmano: Would you say they're best friends?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, yeah. The vibe was unmistakable. (as Guy snatched him away as SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends in disguise join them)

Joaquin Furmano: Oh, what a great person. I mean, who could possibly find anything bad to say about him?

Meanwhile, McWinkle and Gluntz got out of the swamp.

McWinkle: I hate that Sam.

Narrator: Since we last saw our BADGUYS, they've had quite a trek. A bird's nested on Gluntz, and he's pecking her neck.

Gluntz: Shoo!

Narrator: While McWinkle was bit by a poisonous snake, he sprained both of his knees, and stepped on a-- (as a rake hit his face) Huh. I was gonna say "shovel." (as they stopped at a train station bench)

Gluntz: I'd better cool you off, sir. You're looking pretty surly. (buys a newspaper and fans him with it as he grabs it, reads "Stolen Chickeraffe on the Loose in Prinz-Pazookle!") We're back on their trail!

McWinkle: We better hurry. It's gone public. The Bigman won't be happy.

Elsewhere, Snerz reads the headline while Yes-Man was doing his Flerz as it purrs.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (yells) I am not happy! It's gone public! (as Yes-Man gives him a shave) Every Tom, Dick, and Glaffy is going to be after my Chickeraffe. I could be arrested.

Yes-Man: Yes, Mr. Snerz.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: I could lose my company.

Yes-Man: Yes, Mr. Snerz.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: But most importantly, I could be embarrassed in front of my Cronies.

Yes-Man: Oh, yes, Mr. Snerz.

Half shaved, Snerz snaps his fingers as Yes-Man dives off a long platform on the liver to lower him.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Rescind all the invitations to the SnerzDay Gala.

Yes-Man: Sir, I'm afraid everyone has already RSVP'd.

Snerz: (reading the RSVPs) "I'll be there." "Can't wait, X." Oh, yes, yes. "Wouldn't miss your humiliation for the world." Fine. "Yum, Chickeraffe. Delicious." We're not eating it! Flizzapajimbit! There's no way out of this. (as the Who band plays his tune) I need that Chickeraffe.

On the road, Michellee and E.B. rides on a bubble wrapped car.

E.B. Weebie: This is nice. Driving in the car, just two gals on the road to Meepville.

Michellee Weebie: Really? What's gotten into you?

E.B. Weebie: N-Nothing. You're just more fun than I thought.

Michellee Weebie: Well, speaking of fun, I was thinking we should stop at this really fun place coming up on the road.

E.B. Weebie: Are you serious?

Michellee Weebie: I am not serious, because we're talking about fun. (pops the bubble as E.B. laughs) In fact, we're almost there.

E.B. Weebie: (as she sees a carnival) No way! We're going to that-- (as they're at the World's Smallest Thermometer) World's Smallest Thermometer?

Michellee Weebie: Can you believe they made one that small?

E.B. Weebie: (sighs) I can't even see it.

Michellee Weebie: You gotta really look for it. Because that's the fun part.

Ant: I can't even see it! (with the same trouble finding the thermometer as it walks away with its mother)

E.B. Weebie: (sighs)

Just then, the ping pong family arrived

Michellee Weebie: See? Look at this. It's the hottest spot in town.

Father: You were right, honey. Tons of parking over here! No one wants to come see this thing. (as they laugh) Carnival, here we come! (as they launched the boy's hat and fire works go off saying "So Much Fun!!!!")

Boy: Yes!

Father: Whoa, that was awesome!

Mother: Now remember, kids, have extra fun today! We only get to go to the carnival four times a week!

Michellee Weebie: Oh, please! Who wants to go to a carnival?

E.B. Weebie: I do. Because carnivals are fun, and there's one right across the road. But you're ignoring it, because you have no idea what fun is. Because you're no fun!

With that, E.B's furious yell at her selfish mother made Michelle devastated when she said it.

Narrator: Ooh! E.B. wished she could pop the words back into her mouth. Her mom's happy smile was now pointing south.

E.B. Weebie: I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean it.

Narrator: Those three words, "You're no fun," they rang out like a gong. She was left with no choice but to prove E.B. wrong.

Michellee Weebie: You did mean it. But it's not true, E.B. I am... fun. I am super fun. And we're gonna have fun together.

E.B. Weebie: We are?

Michellee Weebie: That's right. I'm more fun than you can handle! You just don't know it yet.

E.B. Weebie: Oh, okay. Are you sure?

Michellee Weebie: We're gonna go across that street, and we're gonna have a great time!

Back with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends along with Sam and Guy, they dashed into an alley were boxes are piled between the tents.

Sam-I-Am: We're boxed in.

Cops: (wagering down the street) Cops! Cops! Yeah! We're cops! We're cops! We're cops!

Guy-Am-I: Cops are coming.

Sam-I-Am: Really? Are you sure?

Guy-Am-I: Sam, they are literally saying--

Cop #1: We're cops!

Sam-I-Am: Relax. We've got our disguises.

Guy-Am-I: Switching hats will never fool the-- (turns to see the cops right behind them holding a wanted poster and make comparison with Sam and Guy and their picture with switch hats being a difference)

Cop #1: We're cops!

Cop #2: Cops! (left as they repeating "Cops!" and continuing down the street)

Guy-Am-I: Unbelievable. You're stupid hat idea actually worked.

Sam-I-Am: You know, red is really your color.

Squidina Star: Now's not the time to joke around.

Charlie Dog: At least we're free, right?

Squidward Tentacles: Not in the slightest for Sam and Guy, Charlie.

Guy-Am-I: Squidward's right, we're still wanted men, and you spent all our money.

Sam-I-Am: It'll be fine, Guy. Things always work out in the end.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, yeah, for you. You do whatever you want, and everything always turns your way. Even your police sketch! Looks amazing!

Sam-I-Am: Thank you.

Guy-Am-I: Tell me, how does it feel to be so yipping lucky?

Sam-I-Am: You, sir, are about to find out. (rubs against Guy) Can you feel that? How about now?

Guy-Am-I: What are you doing?

Sam-I-Am: It's happening! Ooh. (chuckles) My luck is rubbing off on you.

Guy-Am-I: Sure it is, Sam. We need money to reach Meepville, and it's not as if two jobs are about to fall out of thin air.

Carnival Manager: (offscreen) Why aren't you two working? (confronting Sam and Guy) It's Dave and Randy, isn't it?

Sam and Guy: Right.

Carnival Manager: I'm not paying you 19 bruckles a day to stand around, am I, Dave and Randy?

Guy-Am-I: No, sir. Absolutely not.

Sam-I-Am: Dave and Randy love to work!

Carnival Manager: Good! Follow me.

Sam-I-Am: See that? Today is your lucky day! (singing) Money for Meepville! (as Guy smiles and follows)

SpongeBob SquarePants: Come on, Patrick! Let's go explore the carnival!

Patrick Star: Great idea, SpongeBob! (as they all set out)

Elsewhere, McWinkle and Gluntz came to the diner and asks if anyone knows about the kidnapping Chickeraffe.

Waiter: What can I get you?

McWinkle: Information.

Gluntz: With a side of facts. And a skinny half-caf latte, please.

McWinkle: The men who did this. What do you know?

Waiter: Chickeraffe guys. Oh, yeah, they were just a couple of ordinary Gary's and a bunch of misfits. Could barely afford the breakfast buffet menu. One had an oatmush and other had green eggs and nothing.

McWinkle: Buffet menu. What does that tell you?

Gluntz: They're watching their weight!

McWinkle: Ah, Gluntz. It means they're broke. And where would someone go to make money in this town? (laughs)

Back at the carnival, Michelle and E.B. they do some fun activity here at the carnival.

Michellee Weebie: (smiles maniacally) Here we are! What's first on our fungenda? (points out) Oh, a petting zoo.

Toddler: (giggling as it's about to pet the porcupine's sharp quills) Touchy, touchy! (screams offscreen)

Michellee Weebie: Let's put a pin in that. Oh! A magic show! (as a performer follows a flaming sword and pulls it back out along with his beating herat)

E.B. Weebie: Uh, baby steps, Mom. How about some fun food? Look, they've got cotton candy, flannel candy, nylon candy.

Michellee Weebie: Yeah, well, okay.

Boy: (devours a flannel candy and gets hip) Ooh! Flannel candy! (as his eyes laid out, ran and hits the wooden wall, springs up and ran off)

Michellee Weebie: No. No flannel candy.

E.B. Weebie: I knew you couldn't handle this. For a second, I thought we were gonna actually have some fun.

Michellee Weebie: What? (cackles nervously) No. We are. And you know what's fun?

E.B. Weebie: That invisible thermometer?

Michellee Weebie: No! No, no, no, no, no. Nobody wants to see that thing. What's fun is rides. Big, crazy, scary rides! Come on!

Meanwhile, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends we're setting things up for the prize booth while Sam rehearses a dance.

Sam-I-Am: It goes like this. First, we get the job. Then, we get the money.

Bugs Bunny: I hope you're right, Doc. Otherwise, we'll be in prison right about now.

Mr. Jenkins: (squawking while rattling the case)

Guy-Am-I: Sam!

Sam-I-Am: Then we get the tickets to Meepville, sonny! Going to the M to the--

Guy-Am-I: Sam! There's something wrong with Mr. Jenkins.

Mr. Jenkins: (squawking while looking through the keyhole)

Narrator: What does he spy? Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop the clock. A dozen Chickeraffes? Had Jenkins found his flock?

Sam-I-Am: He's probably restless. He needs a soothing pat pat.

Guy-Am-I: No, don't let him out. (as Sam opens the case and Mr. Jenkins rushes through Ball Throw Booth full of life sized Chickeraffe plushie, climbs in among them and cuddles) Mr. Jenkins, come on. We have to keep you safe.

Sam-I-Am: (while Jenkins refuses) Guy, it's fine. Look, he blends right in.

Guy-Am-I: What happens when some child hits those bottles and wins a real, live, wild Chickeraffe?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, you sweet, sweet, naïve soul. These games are all rigged. (as the carny's smile twinkles) I once spent my whole allowance trying to win a big Pigorangutoad. Three hours later, my mom convinced the carny to give it to me. What a lady. The point is, nobody ever wins the big prize.

Once the kid hits a stack of bottles, they suddenly didn't move.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Patrick! Let's do some ball throwing!

Patrick Star: Yeah!

Bosko: Okay, who's going to be the target?

Foghorn Leghorn: Why not-- I say why not Squidward volunteer as one.

Squidward Tentacle: Wait, what?!

Carnival Manager: Hey, Dave and Randy, get your goldbrickin' behinds over here!

Guy-Am-I: I don't think this is such a good idea.

Sam-I-Am: He'll be fine. (to Mr. Jenkins) Stay, Mr. Jenkins. Stay.

Carnival Manager: (giving Sam and Guy some blue vests) Dave, you got the Wheel of Insanity. Randy, you're on the Relaxation Station. Now get to it!

Guy-Am-I: Huh. That job sounds surprisingly nice. Maybe your luck really did rub off on me.

Sam-I-Am: It was worth the chafing.

Soon, SpongeBob and Patrick are gonna try their luck to buy a stuff Chickeraffe for Mr. Jenkins.

Porky Pig: SpongeBob, are you sure it's a good id-id- (stuttering) plan to win the stuff-stuff-stuff- (stuttering) plush Chickeraffe?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Hmmm...

Charlie Dog: Well, Mr. Jenkins needs some company. So, why not.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Shh! (whispering) I'm trying to concentrate, Charlie.

Charlie Dog: Sorry.

Patrick Star: And he misses!

SpongeBob was so startled by Patrick, not only did he thrown the ball at the bottles and score a prize, but also accidentally hits Squidward in the groin causing him to moan in pain.

SpongeBob SquarePants: (receives a stuffed Chickeraffe) Sorry, Squidward!

Squidward Tentacles: Ouch.

Elsewhere, Guy was sitting in a chair above a pool with eyes closed and feet in the water.

Guy-Am-I: This is a nice job. (as a girl throws a dart at the balloon in the target that made him fall into the pool) Whoa! (gets sucked into the whirlpool chucked into a totem pad and into a Tickle Fish O'Cano and blows into the pool with the tickle fish tickling him) This is not nice! (laughing)

Sam-I-Am: (offering a ride) Ah. This is nice.

Man: My knees! My neck! You're the best!

Sam-I-Am: (making the ride spin) Whoo! Yeah! Oh, you feel that?

During the midway with McWinkle, Gluntz bits a flannel candy.

McWinkle: The targets are here, Gluntz. I can taste it.

Gluntz: Oh! This is so good! Flannel candy! (crashes through a wall and bounces uncontrollably) Oh, oh, oh, oh! McWinkle! McWinkle!

McWinkle: I told you that stuff was gonna make you hyper.

Gluntz: No, no, no, no. (points out) Look, look, look, look, look!

McWinkle: (sees Jenkins) Son of a Yip!

Gluntz: Give us that Chickeraffe, carny!

Carny: Here we are! Come and knock down my milk bottles. Three tries for a bruckle.

McWinkle: (brings out his bruckle) I'll only need one.

Back with the Michellee and E.B., they arrived at one of the rides Wheel of Insanity.

Michellee Weebie: Yes. (chuckles) Here we are. The rides! (as they see a cone shaped capsule wheeling and spinning on a strong flexible pole and she tells herself) You are a fun mom. (seeing her daughter's eyes widened) Yep. Craziest ride at the carnival. Are you ready to feel the Wheel of Insanity?

E.B. Weebie: Seriously? You don't have to do this. Why don't we try something more your pace? Like... the Merry-Go-Still.

As they looked, kids are asleep on motionless carousel.

Michellee Weebie: Are you kidding? Whoo-hoo! I am so pumped up for the Wheel!

E.B. Weebie: Um, Mom, can you come back to me now?

Michellee Weebie: I'm here, E.B. You know where I'd rather be? The Wheel. We're gonna have fun on that ride, even if it kills us!

E.B. Weebie: (as he mother drags her) Mom! This isn't you!

Elsewhere, Sam bounces and swings on a giant wall of levers to find Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends at the bottom.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, CBs, Carnival Buddies. Is everything okay? You're looking a little gooey there.

Gary the Snail: (meows)

SpongeBob SquarePants: Gary's right, Sam, Guy seems to have a bad time.

Guy-Am-I: I wanna switch jobs.

Sam-I-Am: Let's do it. (as the capsule lands and the customers emerged) You're gonna love this one. How's the Relaxation Station?

Guy-Am-I: Very relaxing. Anything I need to know about this?

Sam-I-Am: Nah. Just surrender to the rhythm!

Michellee Weebie: We're doing this, E.B. We're doing it!

Narrator: "Oh, no!" Guy thought. "What is she doing here?" She wouldn't be thrilled with his new, fake career.

Michellee Weebie: Whoo-hoo!

Narrator: So he turned to the machine to select the right gear, and right about then, his face filled with fear.

Guy-Am-I: (facing the wall of lever) Oh, no.

On board the ride, Michellee and E.B. are having fun.

Michellee Weebie: Hands up! The whole time. Everybody, my hands are gonna be up the whole time. 'Cause you know what? I trust that-- (noticed the seats) Oh, where's the seat belt? There's no safety poofs?

E.B. Weebie: (sighs) Welcome back, Mom. (hugging her as Guy pressed the button) Now, come on. Let's get you out of-- (as the door slams shut)

Michellee Weebie: Oh, no. (pulls the lever as the ride starts to spin as she clings to her daughter) Stay close. Hold on tight, E.B. (as the lever fling Guy into the speed lever, dingles from it and activate it and crash lands on the platform)

As the flexing pole whips the capsule violently in circles, Guy with a horrified look pulls another lever as it breaks and the capsule spins out of control and riders bounced around inside and landed in the heap.

Michellee Weebie: I'm sorry I brought us on this!

E.B. Weebie: I'm sorry I pushed you into it!

At the ball throw booth, McWinkle throws a ball at the stack bottles, but it somehow didn't fall.

McWinkle: I think these games are rigged, Gluntz.

Gluntz: Then we just need to even the odds. (gulps down her flannel candy) Flannel candy!

Finally, Gluntz throws the ball in which the it ran straight though and the carnival game crashes, giving them the chance to get Mr. Jenkins.

Sam-I-Am: (at the dunking game) Dunk me, Dominic. I feel it. This is the one. This is the one. (as he missed) Aw! That was so close. (spotted the BADGUYS with Jenkins and gasps) Mr. Jenkins!

Back in the ride, Michellee clangs into E.B.'s hand as they spin in midair. With many broken levers, Guy spotted an emergency stop button and climbs up from one lever to another and accidentally tripped the anti gravity lever. Inside the capsule, Michellee and E.B. find themselves floating gently along with coins, sunglasses and bits of items.

E.B. Weebie: Are we dead, Mom?

Michellee Weebie: I don't think so.

Then, Michellee smiles with amazement as she let go of E.B.'s hand and floats freely. Suddenly, her hat floats away and big curly lock of hair unfurls.

E.B. Weebie: Your hair.

Michellee Weebie: My hair? (laughs) Oh, your hair.

E.B. Weebie: (as her ponytails unravels and her red curls popped out)

Once Michellee nudges E.B. away, she swims to her, curls around her and tumbles gently with her. Back outside, Guy rebounds another lever and manages to press the emergency shut off button. Finally, E.B. and Michellee merges form the capsule with smiles and curly hair flowing freely.

E.B. Weebie: Now that was legit fun.

Michellee Weebie: It was. (offers a bruckle) Here, go get some fabric candy. Get a little bit of everything. Cotton, nylon, flannel, even the poly rayon blend.

E.B. Weebie: By myself?

Michellee Weebie: But I'll be watching you the whole time.

E.B. Weebie: It's good to have you back.

Just as E.B. wonders off with a bruckle, Guy showed up with Michellee's hat as she frowns.

Narrator: Guy stood there holding her hat in his hand. So much to say, but would she understand? That he truthfully wasn't a dangerous guy. Might Sam's luck have rubbed off? He gave it a try.

Guy-Am-I: I love your hair. Hello. I probably should've led with "hello."

Michellee Weebie: (grabs her hat and tucks it into it) So you work at the carnival now? Because I thought you were Guy, the exploding inventor. No, wait. Oh, no, no, no. It's Guy, the Paint Watcher, am I right? No, no, wait a second. No, I forgot. You're Guy, the wild animal smuggler. Is your name even really Guy?

Guy-Am-I: Yes. My name is--

Carnival Manager: (arrives behind Guy's back) Randy! You're fired! You and that Dave made a mess of everything!

Michellee Weebie: Randy? What kind of a con artist are you anyway?

Guy-Am-I: (squirms and flaps his hands and pulls a tickling fish off his armpit) Sorry. That's a tickling fish. Long story. (sighs) The truth is... Well, all of it's true. I was an inventor, and... and now I really do want to be a Paint Watcher. I'm not a felon, I swear. I... I jaywalked once, but... I'm just trying to ensure that poor animal is safe.

Sam-I-Am: (chasing the BADGUYS) AAHHH!! The animal is not safe!

Michellee Weebie: Goodbye, Randy. (as Guy burying his face in his hands and he joins the chase with his briefcase in his hand)

Just as SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends noticed the BADGUYS with Jenkins, they pushed through the crowds to get to Chickeraffe.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Leave that Chickeraffe alone!

Gluntz: Excuse me! Coming through!

Sam-I-Am: Love your dress.

Guy-Am-I: (to Sam) I told you not to leave him alone.

Suddenly, there was a ginormous prize all full of Chickeraffe plushies.

Narrator: Jenkins was stunned. Jenkins was shocked! So many Chickeraffes! He's about to get flocked!

As Jenkins struggles freely from McWinkle, it decided to hide amongst the other stuffed animal look-a-likes as they tumbled on the BADGUYS out of nowhere as SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends got well clear out of the way.

McWinkle: Find it! We're not losing that animal.

Gluntz: Yes, sir. They're adorable, sir.

While the BADGUYS on the search, SpongeBob and company found Mr. Jenkins nuzzling on the stuffed Chickeraffe.

Sam-I-Am: (whispers) Guys. Look. (as Guy opens the briefcase, he and Sam smiled warmly and Mr. Jenkins bounces toward them and turns to give the plushy Chickeraffe on last look and hopes inside the case and Guy shuts the lid and sneak away between tents and booths) You're safe, Mr. Jenkins. Now we can get you back to your real flock.

Guy-Am-I: How are we supposed to do that when we don't have any money? This job was our last hope.

Sam-I-Am: It'll work out. I know it.

E.B. Weebie: Sam?

Guy-Am-I: No, it won't.

E.B. Weebie: (as she came to them) Sam! Guy! Mr. Jenkins! SpongeBob! Bugs! Daffy! Guys! I knew you would take care of him.

Guy-Am-I: I'm not so sure about that.

Mr. Krabs: (with dollars in his eyes) Hey, come on, Guy, it just money.

Sam-I-Am: Even thought Mr. Krabs got enough money for himself and his pals, we don't have enough bruckles to get to Meepville.

E.B. Weebie: (offers a bruckle) Here. Take it.

Lola Bunny: (takes the money) Thank you, E.B., I'm sure Sam and Guy would be grateful.

Sam-I-Am: No, E.B, that's yours. We can't.

E.B. Weebie: You have to. I know you need it. I can't stand the thought of Mr. Jenkins being without his family.

McWinkle: (offscreen) These drifters, what were their names?

Carnival Manager: Dave and Randy. It's a shame. They came highly recommended, for... drifters.

Guy-Am-I: (whispering) Sam! We need to move now!

Sam-I-Am: Thank you. We're gonna get him home. I promise.

E.B. Weebie: You better! Now run!

McWinkle: Hmm? Roll out, Gluntz. (as they took off)

Guy-Am-I: How are we supposed to afford to travel with just this? It's barely enough to buy a stamp!

Sam-I-Am: Genius! (as they came to the UBS Post Office) Pardon. (offers a bruckle) How far might this get us?

UBS Worker: To the next town. We're just about to send the truck out.

When they turn on the music, "Return To Sender" plays on radio.

Guy-Am-I: They're almost here. Hurry!

SpongeBob SquarePants: We're going as fast as we can, Guy!

Once Charlie Dog took the money from Mr. Krabs, a biggest box to fit a whole group appears in front of them.

Sam-I-Am: This looks like a lovely box for one group of party animals.

Just as everyone climbed into the giant box with their luggage, a giant sack of foam packing peanuts coving them, the worker seals the box with tape and placed a stamp on it.

UBS Worker: Truck going out!

Yosemite Sam: Move it or lose it!

As the BADGUYS arrived too late, the UBS store transforms into a truck and drives away while another truck arrives and turns into a store.

McWinkle: Follow that truck.

UBS Worker #2: Eh, sure. It's gonna be a couple hours.

Gluntz: McWinkle! (popping the bubble wrap) Pop, pop. Pop, pop, pop. How annoying is this bubble wrap? Can you imagine two hours of this?

Meanwhile inside the UBS truck on the move, they sigh in relief and have a meal.

Sam-I-Am: Green eggs and ham on a stick? Bestest carnival food ever.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Since when the carnival vendor sell those?

Sam-I-Am: You never know, SpongeBob. (to Guy) Wanna try? They're really good in a box.

Guy-Am-I: No, I will not eat them in a box. Wait a minute. How did you pay for them?

Sam-I-Am: I didn't. I struck up a conversation with the vendor, and he gave them to me for free.

Guy-Am-I: Why wouldn't they be free? Stuff always turns out fine for Sam. You do wrong and win. SpongeBob and his pals do wrong for right reasons. I do right, and it all blows up in my face! When her hat landed in my hands, I really thought your luck rubbed off on me. That I received some of that special Sam-I-Am mojo. (switch hats back with Sam) But what happens to me? I end up doused, and soused, and fished, and flattened. And when I try to be honest, suddenly, I'm Randy.

Sam-I-Am: I thought you were Dave.

Guy-Am-I: Never mind! I'm through with you.

Sam and Guy: (as they got tossed into another location) Ow!

Sam-I-Am: (as the truck drove off and they all got out of the box) Whoo-hoo! All right! Mission accomplished.

Guy-Am-I: Oh. (groaning in pain while coming out) Ow.

Sam-I-Am: Look at this. This is a cute town. (as the police officer noticed his wanted poster and examining it) I feel like I could just settle down here and never leave. Just kind of like, I bet... I bet a lot of people's grandparents live here. It's just a comfortable place.

Guy-Am-I: (whispering while hiding behind the tree) Sam! Watch out.

Sam-I-Am: What? (exclaims as the police officer caught him in genuine cuffed hands)

Narrator: Sam was pinched. He was caught. His luck had run dry. His only hope was his good old friends including Guy-Am-I. Oh, such a dilemma! What will Guy do? Help his friends Save Sam or himself? And the Chickeraffe, too.

Just as Sam was about to be taken by the cop, SpongeBob, Bugs and Daffy gathered their plans to rescue him.

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Once the movie paused again, Mr. Krabs begin to explain what happens next.

Mr. Krabs: Ahoy, me buckos. In case you're wandering what's going to happen next, you see how Sam-I-Am has been caught by the police and was about to be sent to jail. But luckily, we have a plan of our own to bail the poor fella out. Don't believe me? See for yourselves.

As the movie continues, Sam was about to be taken to prison.

Narrator: Though he was in trouble, Sam's first thought was his friends.

Sam-I-Am: Guy! Mr. Jenkins! SpongeBob! Bugs! Daffy! Anybody! If you can hear me, flee! Save yourselves!

Narrator: But it looks like their stories will have separate ends.

While SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends got out of hiding, Guy begins to move the other direction and away from the police with Mr. Jenkins in tow.

Guy-Am-I: (as Jenkins struggles from the briefcase) I know, pal. But I need to get you to Meepville.

Narrator: Poor Sam! Off to jail! This doesn't seem right!

Mr. Krabs: (breaks the fourth wall) Hold on, Mr. Narrator.

Plankton: It seems that officer is a bit nice.

Officer: After you, sir.

Narrator: But lucky for him, this cop was polite.

Sam-I-Am: No, after you.

Officer: (as Sam sneaks the key from him) No, please, after you.

Sam-I-Am: No, please, after you.

Officer: Oh, please, I insist.

Sam-I-Am: I insist that I insist. (secretly un-cuffs himself)

Officer: Well, thank you kindly.

Sam-I-Am: (shuts the door on him) I'm sorry to take advantage of your kindness, but I have a group of friends, a best friend and a defenseless animal who need me. (takes off)

Officer: What a nice young man! (realized it as he took off after him) I admire your loyalty, but I'm afraid I still have to apprehend you!

Sam-I-Am: I admire your sense of duty!

With Sam on the run from the polite officer, he chases him through town as Sam eats on the green egg from the civilian on BBQ.

Officer: Hey, please stop! (to the civilian) Apologies! (as Sam got into the house) Hold the door, please!

Sam-I-Am: (keeps the door open) Here you go!

University Student: My fellow students... (accidentally bumped into her at the platform) Ooh!

Sam-I-Am: Oh, the places you'll go! Hopefully, not jail. (makes a run for it and came back) The end! (runs for it again as the officer chases him)

Just as Sam noticed the water tower, and starts climbing it and tries to get their attention.

Sam-I-Am: Guy! Mr. Jenkins! SpongeBob! Bugs! Daffy! Anybody! Can you hear me? If you can hear me, wave! (used his pretend binoculars and spotted Guy waving) Guy! Yes! I knew I'd find you! Don't move! I'll be right there.

Guy-Am-I: Taxi!

Patrick Star: Taxi! (as Squidina stops him)

But when a Taxi came, Guy took the vehicle and rode it out of the city.

Sam-I-Am: No! Guy! Hey! Over here! No, hey! No, wait, Guy!

As Sam and Guy leaving him on the taxi, leaving poor Sam to be caught by the police.

Officer: (out of breath after climbing up) I'm sorry, but I really do need to arrest you now. Did you find your friends?

Sam-I-Am: No. I lost them. (as he turns himself in)

Officer: Oh. (as he sadly hugs him) May I arrest you now?

Sam-I-Am: Yeah. You're a really good hugger.

Plankton: Well, this stinks.

Elsewhere, McWinkle and Gluntz were searching the city for the Chickeraffe while delivered to another town.

Gluntz: Surrender or eat net, fools! (noticed the city was deserted) No fools in sight. Um, McWinkle, look. (points to the sign saying "North Shvizelton: You're probably here by mistake")

McWinkle: We're supposed to be in South Shvizelton. (seeing the sign neon of South Shvizelton as he tears up the box)

Gluntz: You know what? It's not funny now, but later we're gonna laugh. (as they continued south)

Back with Sam-I-Am, he was sent to prison.

Officer: Welcome to Shvizelton jail. Enjoy your stay. Oh, and you're entitled to one call.

Sam-I-Am: Okay, one call. (from the cell window) Guuuuuy!

Meanwhile, Guy was just relaxing when he began to smell something that he's well to familiar with.

Guy-Am-I: Ugh! What is that smell?

Taxi Driver: Oh, uh, a green egg and ham burrito. Or-or maybe it's my green egg and ham air freshener. Or-or-or maybe, my green egg and ham scented seat covers. Yeah, yeah, that's it.

Guy-Am-I: Please, just put on the radio.

Taxi Driver: Okee flokey. (turns on the radio)

Sam-I-Am: Please come back
My heart's all muddy
You're my best friend
And my travel buddy
So, come back
Guy!

Radio Announcer: That was "Guilt Trip" by Sam, featuring DJ Please Don't Leave Me.

Guy-Am-I: Turn it off!

Taxi Driver: (as he turns the radio off)) Jeez, I love Sam. I thought everybody loved Sam.

Guy-Am-I: (looking at his briefcase with Mr. Jenkins in it) We're doing the right thing.

While Squidina was keeping watch at Shvizelton from up the hill for a better view, she see some security guards on patrol on the northern side.

Squidina Star: Man, now that's a lot of them.

Lola Bunny: So how do we break in to free Sam without being caught by the wardens?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Oh! Maybe we should disguised ourselves at Pizza Deliverymen, selling Krabby Patty Pizza.

Daffy Duck: Or (holds up a cell phone) Call Guy to let him know where we're at?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Let's do both!

Charlie Dog: Yeah!

Elsewhere, McWinkle and Gluntz were searching the town for that missing Chickeraffe at the south.

People: How's it going? Oh, hello! Hello, happy man!

Gluntz: (examining the northern and southern sides) Hmm. Right side! Wrong side! Amazing! Stupid! Rainbows! Barf!

Man: Hey! Hello, strangers! Welcome to South Shvizelton!

McWinkle: Cut the pleasantries. What's the word on the street about the Chickeraffe Bandits?

Man: Oh, no. Here in South Shvizelton, we don't like to gossip.

Gluntz: How about in North Shvizelton? (brings him to it)

Man: They caught one of those Chickeraffe boys. Got him locked up in jail. Also, my neighbor Phyllis says her fruit loaf is homemade, but it's really store-bought. Ooh, that felt good.

McWinkle: Looks like we found our target.

Gluntz: Yes, Phyllis will finally be exposed.

McWinkle: The Chickeraffe is within our grasp. The Bigman can finally relax.

At Snerz Co., Snerz was desperate with his alarm going out.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: The Chickeraffe isn't gonna make it in time! Hurry up! Yes Man, move it!

Yes-Man: Yes, Mr. Snerz. (pushing a lot of luggage for him)

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Gotta get out before the Cronies find out!

Yes-Man: I got it! (as the trunk fell on him)

Hervnick Z. Snerz: You call that moving?

Yes-Man: Moving, moving.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Come on! Hurry up! Hurry up! Gotta go! Gotta go! Gotta go! Got to go! Come on! If I go down, you go down with me. (placing the Flerz as Yes-Man packs him) Look at Snerz. He's skipping town, creating a whole new identity as a completely different, yet equally impressive person. (hears the phone ringing as Yes-Man gives it to him as he answered) 'Ello? Winsor T. Aruba speakin'. Oh, really? Thank you. (hangs up and signals Yes-Man to fetch his Flerz placed on his head) Yes! Yes! Chickeraffe delivery imminent. Orchestra, danceable celebration song now! (as the Who Orchestra played "Jump In the Line") Yes-Man, put it all back!

Yes-Man: Sure thing, Mr. Snerz.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: I love me! Yes!

Back with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, they Porky was on his pizza delivery disguise.

Porky Pig: (stuttering) Pizza delivery!

Police Officer: Well, I didn't order any pizza, but please come on in. I'm pretty sure the others will want a slice.

Sandy Cheeks: Darn tootin', Partner, it's for Sam-I-Am!

Unfortunately for the group, they listen to Sam's song and begin to cry.

Sam-I-Am: I met my fate in dear old Shvizelton
When they tossed me In their great big priselton
What would my mom think of me now?
Locked up tight in this hoosegow

Officer: (brings his bars) Oh, sorry, friend. We have a "no blues" policy here.

Sam-I-Am: But I'm very blue. It's so lonely in here. Will I ever be getting a cellmate?

Officer: Good news! You've already got one.

As Sam looked below on his right, he sees a blue mouse.

Sam-I-Am: Aww. Hey there, little guy. What are you in for? Did you commit a little mouse crime?

Squeaky the Mouse: My only crime was being a husband and a father at a time when there is more hunger than mercy in this world.

Sam-I-Am: Uh-huh.

Squeaky the Mouse: I lived a life of humble joys
My wife and child were my salvation
It was a time of poverty
That starved both man and mouse across the nation

And so, I roamed the wretched streets
And sought to make an honest living
But each boutique was fully staffed
Each propriétaire was unforgiving

My day was spent in vain
Not a centime did I gain
But still my heart commanded
"You cannot go home empty-handed"

All I could afford to pay was an homage
But my family really needed that fromage

Chef: Aha! J'accuse!

Squeaky the Mouse: Squeak!

French Officer: Le freeze.

Squeaky the Mouse: S'il vous plaît, man. It is for my family.

French officer: I don't care.

Squeaky the Mouse: If love's a crime, I've no regrets
Stealing cheese, it does not haunt me
But the dream of my old life
That's the reverie, that ever taunts me

Sam-I-Am: Yeah. I understood none of that, but I'm gonna call you Squeaky.

Officer: Yoo-hoo! Sam-I-Am, you have visitors.

With that said, everyone that were in disguise has arrived to bail Sam out including Guy.

Sam-I-Am: (inhales with excitement) And who might you be?

Guy-Am-I: It's me, Guy. With a mustache.

SpongeBob SquarePants: And us, your friends.

Sam-I-Am: Nice to meet you Guy-With-A-Mustache. I'm Sam-With-A-Jail-Hat. What can I do for you with my pals in disguises, Perfect Stranger?

Guy-Am-I: No, you... It's Guy... (removes his mustache secretly) with a mustache. (as he frowns down in his grumpy mood look)

Sam-I-Am: (inhales and hugs him) I knew you'd come back! I saw you get into that cab, but I knew you couldn't abandon your best friend.

Guy-Am-I Believe me, I tried.

Sam-I-Am: (hugging him again) And you still couldn't do it.

Guy-Am-I: All right, what's the plan to bust you outta here?

Sam-I-Am: Hmm. Feels like a two-man job to me, if you know what I mean.

Guy-Am-I: You mean eh-eh?

With that, Sam and Guy did their laughter at each other as Guy thinks Sam has a plan while he walks out to the desk.

Guy-Am-I: Okay, while you guys wait outside the prison, follow the sewer line to the last location. I'll meet you guys out there as soon as I get Sam out.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Got it!

Guy-Am-I: (sniffs) Is that the Krusty Krab Pizza that I'm smelling?

Daffy Duck: (opens the lid) It sure is, want a slice?

Guy-Am-I: Maybe some other time, Daffy.

Narrator: Guy knew what Sam meant by that mischievous wink. He had to get caught and thrown into the clink.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, here goes nothing.

With SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends waiting at the river near prison, Guy grabs the attention of the officer on the desk.

Guy-Am-I: Pardon me, Officer. I am turning myself in.

Blue Officer: Okay, great! Uh, a-and who might you be?

Guy-Am-I: It's me. (showing the posters on the wall) See?

Blue Officer: This isn't you. This guy's way too attractive.

As annoyed Guy is, he posses like his horrid wanted poster finger in mouth as the officer screams.

Guy-Am-I: Finally! (as the guard slacks cuffs on him and trades his hat for a stripped one)

Blue Officer: Uh, check this into evidence, please.

Lilac Officer: (as his briefcase shakes) One briefcase. Squawks.

Once she tosses the briefcase with Jenkins inside in the pile of briefcases, the male guard marches Guy to a pile of black ink. When the mechanical hands points, Guy presses his thumb to the ink. Then, the man slam his face into the ink and pressing it against paper and hoses him clean as the nice guard place him in Sam's cell.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, Guy, what a big surprise! Oh, oh! Guess what they serve here! Green eggs and ham. Try some?

Guy-Am-I: Ugh, no!

Sam-I-Am: They're surprisingly good with the mouse.

Guy-Am-I: I will not eat them with a mouse. I'm fine with oatmush.

Squeaky the Mouse: I don't want to eat them with you either, you filthy son of a... (with Sam hearing his squeaks as he giggles)

Guy-Am-I: So, what's the plan?

Sam-I-Am: Plan? I don't have a plan.

Patrick Star: (pops out of nowhere) I wish I have a brain to think of a plan though.

Guy-Am-I: Patrick! What are you doing here!?

Patrick Star: Busy digging a tunnel through the prison. (shows the long tunnel that he made behind the toilet) See?

Sam-I-Am: Man, he's a fast digger.

Daffy Duck: You have no idea, Bub.

Guy-Am-I: But the thing where you were like, "Ho, ho, ho! Ha, ha, ha!" And I was like, "Ah, ha, ha, ha."

Sam-I-Am: Oh, yeah. That was funny. Good times.

Guy-Am-I: You said you had a plan. Two-man job. Do you remember that?

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, two-man jobs are way more fun than one. But no plan. Any ideas?

Guy-Am-I: I was free. Jenkins and I would've been halfway to Meepville by now. But no, I had to turn around and save you. What was I thinking?

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, what were you thinking? But look on the bright side, at least Patrick secretly dig us a tunnel for our escape.

Elsewhere, the BADGUYS have arrive the front desk.

Blue Officer: Excuse me. Uh, who are you?

Gluntz: Well, first and foremost, I'm an optimist. And my partner here is...

McWinkle: No one to be trifled with. The Chickeraffe thief, is he here?

Blue Officer: Oh, yeah. Sweet man. Ordered the green eggs and ham.

McWinkle: You question the target. I'll search the evidence room for anything that squawks.

Gluntz: Yes, sir!

Back with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy, their friends, Sam and Guy, they began to crawl through the tunnel to reach the other side of the prison.

Sandy Cheeks: Hey, look! We're almost through, y'all.

Sam-I-Am: Okay. Bright side, people in jail get in really good shape. (struggles to pull himself up the top bunk) One...

Guy-Am-I: This couldn't be any worse.

Officer: The Chickeraffe thieves are just down here.

Gluntz: Good! Because Gluntz takes no prisoners, even when they're already prisoners.

Sam-I-Am: The BADGUYS!

Guy-Am-I: We're trapped!

Squeaky the Mouse: Only, we are not! For I have a plan! Which after 17 years of careful preparation is finally ready to be executed! Step one, gird your loins, for this will require courage that few men possess.

Guy-An-I: (hearing Squeaky's squeaks) You follow any of this?

Sam-I-Am: Nope. But have you ever seen anything more adorable in your entire life? Where you going, little guy?

Squeaky the Mouse: Step two, tear down this wall, which is not a wall! (removes the paper and goes into the hole his size)

Sam-I-Am: (chuckles) Follow that mouse.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Come on, Guys! We'd better dig another tunnel and follow Sam and Guy's location with the mouse!

Mac the Goofy Gopher: Right, SpongeBob!

Tosh the Goofy Gopher: We're definitely on it!

Just as Gluntz came to the cell, they didn't realize Sam and Guy escaped.

Gluntz: You may not want to watch this, toots. It won't be pretty. (as the policeman gave thumbs up and backed away) Okay, gentlemen, time to talk. (as their stripped hat were seen) Oh, so that's how you're gonna to play it, huh? Well, just know, I will break you, even if it takes all night.

Elsewhere, the group were following Squeaky through the hole as Bugs uses a jackhammer to make the hole big enough for the group.

Guy-Am-I: Wonderful, yeah. Let's follow the mouse.

Squeaky the Mouse: Step eight, reclaim what it rightfully ours.

Just then, Sam noticed the loose brick as he looked outside.

McWinkle: I know you're in here, Chickeraffe.

But with quick thinking, Sam, SpongeBob and Patrick dived down the evidence pile and grabbed the right briefcases with Mr. Jenkins still inside Sam's briefcase.

Sam-I-Am: Mr. Jenkins! (as they all take off)

Squeaky the Mouse: (sniffs his fresh cheese in his bag) Ah, bittersweet agony. It is aged to perfection.

While they make their quick getaway and placed the brick, McWinkle looks at it suspiciously.

Elsewhere, Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends emerges from the tunnel in a huge laundry room. Mechanical hands pour soaps into the vat, scrubs with brushes and hang t-shirts in conveyer hangers, the group then looked out from behind the vat and see guard pulling a laundry cart across the room. Once they ducked out of sight, then followed him and jumped into the moving cart.

Guy-Am-I: Sam, wait!

Once they Sam, Guy and Squeaky the Mouse hopped into the cart, Guy opens his briefcase and shushes Mr. Jenkins. Suddenly, Jenkins saw a line of ties over head and pokes out trying to eat then. But as Sam and Guy restrain him, Jenkins' long tongue grabbed the guard's necktie as it lands on his back with him on top of him. Then, Guy scoops him back into his case and they all make a run for it.

Purple Officer: Hey! Come back here!

Mr. Krabs: Sorry, Officer, but we got an animal to deliver to Meepville!

Just as the group dodged from the mechanical hands from grabbing them, the last hand slaps the officer, sending him into the washing machine. Then, Squeaky jumps into the laundry shoot as they slide down from the shoot broken and into one of the big pipes.

Guy-Am-I: I don't believe it. We made it!

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, well, Squeaky knows what he's doing.

Narrator: (as Squeaky leads them down below one pipe after another and into the bottom) The mouse earned their trust. Their fate was his to determine. Who would have thunk it? Saved by a vermin. (as Squeaky shocked at him) Sorry! Do mean to offend anyone at that time. Not to inslu*t a rodent, we'll stick with mouse, good thing I won't kill the rhyme. (as he nodded at him)

Squeaky the Mouse: Step 47, follow quickly behind me now, for it is our gateway to liberty!

Narrator: And there's the hitch in this ingenious plan. It was made for a mouse and not for a man.

Sam-I-Am: (as he got stuck in the pipe hole) I should not have had that green eggs and ham back there. (unstuck himself)

Guy-Am-I: And I shouldn't have followed you.

Sam-I-Am: (gets an idea) Follow me.

Guy-Am-I: Where?

Sam-I-Am: To freedom!

Back with Gluntz, he was still interrogating the two stripped hats of Sam and Guy.

Gluntz: Okay, tough guys. You're good at this. I'll give you that. I'm gonna give you one last chance before I have to introduce you to Bad Gluntz. You don't wanna meet Bad Gluntz! Where's the Chickeraffe?

Officer: Uh, ma'am?

Gluntz: Not now! They're about to crack. Aren't you, boys?

Officer: Um, it's just...

Gluntz: Wha... I'm sorry. What did I just say to you? I am putting a lot of effort into this. Can you not see the roll I'm on? Now, spill the beans!

Officer: Those are just hats.

Gluntz: Yeah, duh!

Officer: We've got an escape!

Lookout Officer: Sound the El-Llama! (as the alarm guard pulls the El-Llama's tail as it trumpets the alarm to alert the guards)

Sam-I-Am: (tying the knots on the sheets with a line tied) The bunny goes around the tree, hops up, down the hole. The bunny goes around the tree, hops up, down the hole. The bunny goes... Uh, fellas, I think Jenkins ate the last bunny. We're at the end of our rope. However, we're just a short hop to that pipe. Very jumpable.

Patrick Star: Okay. (jumps toward the other pipe only for him to fall) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Patrick! (jumps off with Squidina holding onto his leg as he stretches and grabs him) I gotcha, Buddy!

Guy-Am-I: That is insane. You are the world's worst judge of jumpability.

Sam-I-Am: We can make it. Just let go.

Guy-Am-I: "Two-man job!" I should've left while I had the chance.

Sam-I-Am: One... two... three! (lets go and fell) Why aren't you jumping?

Guy-Am-I: Sam!

Sam-I-Am: (landed on the sewer pipe) See? Totally jumpable. Guy! Guy, we're home free! Come on, buddy! Jump!

SpongeBob SquarePants: You heard Sam! Let's all jump into that big pipe!

Guy-Am-I: It's no use. Save yourselves before they put you away forever.

Sam-I-Am: I don't care! I'll go back to jail for ten forever's before I'd leave my best friend behind.

With no other option, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends each used jetpacks to hover over Sam and Guy.

Narrator: When Guy had the chance, he abandoned poor Sam. And here was his buddy, refusing to scram.

Gluntz: There he is!

McWinkle: This ends now!

Guy-Am-I: Go, Sam, while you and the others still have a chance. They're gonna catch me.

Sam-I-Am: Not if I catch you first!

Narrator: (as Guy made a jump with his eyes closed) A friendship like Sam's is super contagious. It gives you the guts to do something outrageous.

Guy-Am-I: (as Sam caught him and lifted him back up with his eyes uncovered from his hands happily) I don't believe it! We did it!

Sam-I-Am: You did it!

Guy-Am-I: Sam, I just wanna say... (fell into the land pipe as hie slides down)

Sam-I-Am: That was so touching. (slides down with his briefcase)

So with that, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and his friends hovered over the pipe to follow where Sam and Guy are heading.

In the pipe, a terrified Guy is swept along in a fast moving flood of mush while Sam happily rides the waves. As Guy surfaces in a pool, Sam crash lands on top of him.

Sam-I-Am: Wow! Guy?

Guy-Am-I: (resurfaces) Oatmush. Ugh!

Sam-I-Am: I thought you loved oatmush.

Guy-Am-I: To eat. Which way now?

Sam-I-Am: Mkay, let's see. Follow me to freedom!

Narrator: Sam and Guy crawled through five fuzzball fields off funk. And they finally made their way out. Who'd have thunk?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, classic two-man job! (as he and Guy put their hats on and he whiffs a plastic wrapped green eggs and ham) Smells like...

Guy-Am-I: Freedom?

Sam-I-Am: I was gonna say green eggs and ham, but yeah, that too. (as it rained) Do you feel that rain, Guy? (as Guy lets out Jenkins to stretch his legs and runs around the rain) That sweet, cleansing rain!

Guy-Am-I: Yeah, I do. It's wet. (gets licked by Jenkins) Blech! We need to find a place to stay.

Squeaky the Mouse: (extends from the small pipe of mush with a bag of cheese dragged on his ankle) Step 117, return to the bosom of my family if I can cheat death. (sets out)

Sam-I-Am: Such a happy little fella!

Just then, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends met up with them as they pitched up the acme portable cabin to get out of the rain.

Back with the BADGUYS, McWinkle was starting investigate the pipe.

McWinkle: (to the guard) Where does that pipe lead?

Officer: Uh, due south. Before splitting off in 17 different directions. (as McWinkle's fur was turning white) Yeah. There's no way to know which way they went. (with the fur on his left warm turning whiter) Uh, they are, uh, completely lost. (with McWinkle's fur getting whiter) Is he okay?

Gluntz: Oh, I'm sorry. Is aging against the law now? He's fine! I love the salt-and-blueberry look, sir. Very distinguished.

McWinkle: I underestimated these two and their followers. (puts on his sunglasses) They're a couple of masterminds.

Elsewhere, Sam was rinsing his mouth in water rain while Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs and Daffy are drying up the firewood.

Sam-I-Am: Kapoosh! Splishy splash. Whoo!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, that was quite an escape you and Sam made. Wasn't it, Guy?

Guy-Am-I: I miss jail.

Sam-I-Am: Hey, look! (points at the cabin just inches from their portable cabin)

Guy-Am-I: Shelter!

Sam-I-Am: People! Let's go say hi.

Guy-Am-I: (stops him) Uh, no.

Sam-I-Am: Okay, we could also say, "Hello," "Sup," or, "What it do?"

Guy-Am-I: Sam, we are fugitives. We have no idea who is in there. Besides, SpongeBob, Bugs and Daffy got the shelter covered.

Sam-I-Am: Come on, a second warm cabin. You said it yourself: we'd be cold and wet in the rain if it weren't for our travel buddies. Bet they have hot cocoa, just waiting for us. (as they waited at the door with Squidina offering Sam and Guy the umbrella) I hope they have marshmallows for the hot cocoa. Do you think they use real chocolate? Hot cocoa.

Narrator: There's no one like Sam for inspiring hope. (as Guy knocked on the door)

Sam-I-Am: (as Michellee looked out the door window and she took a notice to Guy as he to her) See how perfect this is?

Narrator: (as Michellee shows Sam and Guy's wanted poster) But unfortunately this time, the answer was nope.

Sam-I-Am: Oh.

Guy-Am-I: (as Michellee closed the door certains from them as it rains again and Squidina turns the umbrella back on) Tremendous.

So with that, the scene comes to close as everyone heads inside the cabin to wait out the rain storm.

Rain[]

Just as the movie came to a pause again, Charlie Dog as he explains what's happening next.

Charlie Dog: Hey, everyone! In case you're all wondering what happens to us in our cabin, we've broken Sam and Guy out of prison and spending the night at our portable cabin during a rainstorm. Hopefully, this doesn't turn out to be one of those cabin fever thing.

As the movie continues, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends along with Sam and Guy are settling in the cabin with Guy still thinking about Michellee.

Narrator: Guy's been accused of grand theft Chickeraffe. His circle of friends has shrunken by half! Michellee's trust has been firmly revoked, leaving our heroes in the cabin with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends without getting soaked.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Well, at least things couldn't get any worse, right?

Sam-I-Am: (to Guy) I think she likes you.

Squidward Tentacles: I beg to differ, it's clear to me Michellee hates Guy.

Meanwhile, Michellee was upset and mistook Guy for a threat.

Michellee Weebie: I hate that Guy! Ugh! (blowing the big air blower to keep the fireplace going)

E.B. Weebie: (looking at the group's cabin out the window) They're not bad people. Can't we just invite them over? If the fire goes out, they could catch cold.

Michellee Weebie: Our bodies are 78% water, Elanabeth. A few more drops won't hurt.

E.B: Come on! We were having so much fun back at the carnival. Can't you trust me on this one?

Michellee Weebie: I trust you, E.B., but I'll never trust that Guy again.

Back with SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends with Sam and Guy in their cabin, they got ready for dinner while Guy worries about Michellee.

Guy-Am-I: There's no way she'll ever trust me again. (glared at Sam preparing green eggs and ham) I never should've listened to you!

Sam-I-Am: You really should try them in the rain.

Guy-Am-I: Seriously?

Sam-I-Am: (goes outside with them) The precipitation creates a sort of natural gravy that's literally mouthwatering.

Guy-Am-I: (flicks out the fork from him) That's a mini lightning rod! You'll zap us for sure.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, IWB, inclement weather buddy, don't be so dramatic. It's totally safe... (as he got zapped by lightning with his green eggs and ham fired and he eats it) Extra crispy. I think the rain's letting up.

Guy-Am-I: (with Mr. Jenkins looking scared from the lightning) I don't blame you, buddy.

Sam-I-Am: Well, at least the worst is over. Everybody knows, lightning never...

Squidward Tentacles: (walks out of the cabin) Don't say it.

Guy-Am-I: Here it comes.

Sam-I-Am: ...ever, strikes the same place twice.

However as on cue, Squidward got shocked in the process by a lightning strike as he screams offscreen and it hit Sam's green eggs and ham now burning in his pan.

Sam-I-Am: Extra, extra crispy. Okay, surely, there's no way it could happen a third time.

Guy-Am-I: Stop saying things.

Sam-I-Am: (zaps himself) At least things can't get any worse.

Daffy Duck: Will you stop saying that!? (gets zapped in the process now blackened) Okay, who's been messing with the script here?

Squidina Star: (whistles with the script for Green Eggs and Ham behind her back)

Daffy Duck: (to Sam) Now, you know why you shouldn't jinx it!

Squidward Tentacles: That's Sam the Stupid for you, Daffy. (chuckles as he snorts) Sam the Stupid. (chuckles and snorts some more)

Elsewhere, the BADGUYS are speaking to the cops in Shvizelton to get answers about the fugitives.

Narrator: Meanwhile, our BADGUYS are hot on the trail. Is hot the right word? Hmm, maybe frigid or stale. (as McWinkle glared at him) Sorry.

Officer #1: Uh, well, this is the only evidence they left behind.

McWinkle: (takes a whiff on the tray) Green eggs and ham. How did they even get out of their cell?

Gluntz: Yeah, we want the whole story.

Officer #1: Uh, well, they... They had help. (as they chuckles)

McWinkle: Who?

Officer #2: It was a little, bitty mouse. (as they squeak like a mouse)

Officer #1: And a bunch of misfits in disguise who delivered a krabby patty pizza.

Gluntz: This story just got a mouse and percent better.

McWinkle: No, it didn't. I wanna talk to this mouse and those misfits who traveled with the fugitives.

Officer #2: The mouse broke out, too. He had the cutest little blueprints and the cutest little pencil.

Officer #1: And the cutest little hat! The misfits even helped them break free from jail.

Gluntz: (as she react "Aw" with the officers as McWinkle groans in anger) That is the greatest story I've ever heard.

McWinkle: Well, the story doesn't have a happy ending, because you and I are in big trouble with the Bigman.

French Narrator: (with the title) Meanwhile, in Snerz Co.

Meanwhile in Snerz Co., Hervnick Z. Snerz does his Chickeraffe dance.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: So, clap your beak and swell your neck And then reverse your stance! With a hop and a zip To the north, south, west! Let's all do the Chickeraffe Prance! (as the animals groans and Yes-Man claps) How was that? On a scale of ten to ten?

Yes-Man: Oh, eleven, sir.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Now, imagine how classy that will be with a large and wieldy animal by me. It's the perfect way to embarrass my Cronies at the Gala.

Reporter: (on TV) That's right! The Chickeraffe Bandits have struck again. No one knows when the stolen beast will finally be recovered, but I think it's safe to say it won't be until well after SnerzDay. Just making a conservative estimate here.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (groans in anger) Enough of amateur hour! It's time for professional hour. I need someone better to get me the animal.

Yes-Man: Uh, Samurai Stan?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: No!

Yes-Man: Beryl the Bounty Hunter?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: No!

Yes-Man: Flamethrower Philbert? Helga the Hatchet?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Stop guessing!

Yes-Man: Tim?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Who's Tim? And no.

Yes-Man: You don't mean...

Hervnick Z. Snerz: I do. Get me... the Goat. (as Yes-Man fainted)

Back at the cabins in the woods, Michellee was counting all of the beans in the jar while E.B. was too concern for Mr. Jenkins.

Michellee Weebie: 70,017. Done. (to E.B.) Want to help me seal the jar?

E.B. Weebie: N-No, thanks. Mom, look at Mr. Jenkins.

Michellee Weebie: You mean that terrifying creature?

E.B. Weebie: He's not terrifying. He's terrified. (with Mr. Jenkins still terrified by the thundercloud and she gave her mother the sad look in her eyes)

Narrator: It killed Michellee to see her daughter so sad. If she kept a close watch, would it really be so bad?

Michellee Weebie: (puts her jar of beans away and sighed) They can come inside.

E.B. Weebie: Yes! (as Michellee opens a door while SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends came over with Sam, Guy and Mr. Jenkins while Squidina using the biggest umbrella for the group) Come with me, Mr. Jenkins. Let's get you warmed up.

Sam-I-Am: Count me in!

Michellee Weebie: Wait, E.B. No, not in the living room! (as she still glares at Guy)

Guy-Am-I: I know I'm not your favorite person right now, or the other day at the carnival, or when we involved you in that dangerous train chase. The point is, we won't be any trouble, and we'll be out of your fur by morning.

Michellee Weebie: I will be keeping my eye on you, Randy.

Patrick Star: I thought his name was Guy-Am-I.

Guy-Am-I: It is Guy-Am-I, you idiot.

Sam-I-Am: Why don't you, SpongeBob and Patrick help out E.B., and then maybe her mom won't hate you so much. (with E.B. having trouble with the giant wind blower)

Guy-Am-I: You want me to use her to impress Michellee? You are so messed up, especially SpongeBob and Patrick.

Sam-I-Am: The kid is the gatekeeper.

Guy-Am-I: I'm not great with kids.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, you're not so great with adults, either. Or Chickeraffes, or really anyone, but let's just try it. If you're her hero, you'll be her hero.

Just as SpongeBob and Patrick tried to help E.B. with the giant wind blower, Guy starts to have conversation with E.B.

Guy-Am-I: So, you are a child.

E.B. Weebie: Um, yep! Good eyes.

Guy-Am-I: That's nice. All right, Mr. Jenkins, let's get you dried off. (as he, SpongeBob and Patrick bring Mr. Jenkins to the bathroom.

E.B. Weebie: Mom, can I go help them, please? Please, please, please, Mom, please?

Michellee Weebie: Okay.

E.B. Weebie: You're the best! Oh, I can't wait to fluff his feathers.

Michellee Weebie: (to Guy, SpongeBob and Patrick) Don't let her out of your sight.

Guy-Am-I: I'm an aspiring Paint Watcher. These eyes don't shut. (gives a thumb up)

SpongeBob SquarePants: Wait, you're watching paints dry?

Patrick Star: How old are you?

Guy-Am-I: Could you two idiots stop asking me questions and please back me up!?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Okay, okay, Guy. Sheesh! You don't have to get all huffy about it.

Sam-I-Am: Yeah, that's my best friend. Always ready to lend a helping hand or two, especially with new pals we can count on.

Michellee Weebie: Didn't you guys just meet? And I know that's a lot of friends you made.

Charlie Dog: Well, nobody's perfect.

Bugs Bunny: Fair point taken, Charlie.

Sam-I-Am: And didn't you guys just meet? Think about it.

Michellee Weebie: Um, maybe I'll go check on him.

Sam-I-Am: No, stay! Let's make some dinner.

Michellee: Oh, okay. Wh... What sort of thing do you like to eat?

Sam-I-Am: (looking inside the cupboard) Excellent question. Green eggs and ham. It's the dish that cannot mish.

Elmer Fudd: And SpongeBob's favwite dish in the Kwusty Kwab wewe he came fwom is a kwabby patty, they've vewy edible when you think about it. (chuckles "Heh-eh-eh-eh-eh!")

Michellee Weebie: I'm vegan.

Bugs Bunny: Welcome to the club, Gorgeous. Although, Mac and Tosh the Goofy Gophers and I are vegetarians.

Mac the Goofy Gopher: I say! Bugs makes a perfectly fair point!

Tosh the Goofy Gopher: Such a coincidence, simply a coincidence.

Sam-I-Am: (embarrassed) Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't realize. How long have you known?

Sandy Cheeks: (chuckles) No, Silly! She's saying that she never eats food like meat of dairy product, she's a vegan.

Michellee Weebie: She's right, and I'm not ill. I just don't eat things like eggs and ham. But we can make a vegan version of your favorite meal. (with Sam not convinced) Come on. How do you know you won't like it if you've never tried it?

Sam-I-Am: I like the way you think. Let's give it a whirl!

Elsewhere, Guy, SpongeBob, Patrick and E.B. are taking care of Mr. Jenkins.

E.B. Weebie: Can I at least fluff his feathers when you're done?

Guy-Am-I: No.

E.B. Weebie: Why?

Patrick Star: Come on, Guy, I'm pretty sure Mr. Jenkins is very friendly enough to trust her.

Guy-Am-I: This is a wild animal. It's not a toy. (as they played tug-o-war for a bit) And I promised I'd watch out for you.

E.B. Weebie: I'm pretty impressed.

Guy-Am-I: What?

E.B. Weebie: You're even worse than my mom. She's over-protective. You're excessive-protective. I didn't think it was possible.

Guy-Am-I: Here's an idea. Why don't you be my Dry Watcher?

E.B. Weebie: Dry Watcher?

SpongeBob SquarePants: Oh, is it something like this?

He pulls out a hairdryer and set to full blast, sending himself crashing off screen.

SpongeBob SquarePants: (who's now trapped in a cupboard) You think E.B. would make a great dry watcher?

Guy-Am-I: Yes. (to E.B.) Then after, you'll tell your mom how much fun you had.

But no matter how much Guy tried, he couldn't blow the big wind blower.

E.B. Weebie: (gets an idea) I know! (goes out the gets a jar of beans as brings it here) We just need something heavy to weigh it down a little.

SpongeBob SquarePants: A jar of beans, that could use.

Patrick Star: You think it'll work, E.B.?

E.B. Weebie: I know it'll work, Patrick.

Guy-Am-I: Those are your mother's. She would never... (as it blows Mr. Jenkins dry)

E.B. Weebie: See, it worked!

Suddenly, Guy and E.B. the jar was sent flying right off the roof of the cabin.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Barnacles!

Patrick Star: Tartar Sauce!

Both: (horrified) Her SnerzDay beans!

E.B. Weebie: What do we do? What do we do?

Guy-Am-I: I don't know. I told you not to do anything!

E.B. Weebie: That's what made me want to do something!

Guy-Am-I: How are you gonna get them back?

E.B. Weebie: (noticed the blower as she looked at SpongeBob) SpongeBob, are you thinking what I'm thinking?

SpongeBob SquarePants: We go flying and get that jar back.

E.B. Weebie: (nodded as she, SpongeBob and Patrick bounced all the way to the roof) Don't tell my mom!

Patrick Star: Whee! (as Guy begins to look frantic)

Meanwhile, Sam and the others are fixing up a vegan tofu version of green eggs and ham.

Sam-I-Am: (as Michellee lets him taste it) Fluffy. Extra grain. I might have a new favorite dish.

Michellee Weebie: It's nice having some help in the kitchen.

Sam-I-Am: You know who's a real big help in the kitchen? Guy-Am-I. Uh-huh! Also big help in the foyer, hallways. Huge in walk-in closets. You want this guy in your house. That's all I'm saying, even my new buddies agree with me.

Guy-Am-I: (clears his throat to get Sam, Bugs, Daffy and the others' attention) May I steal you guys for a second?

Sam-I-Am: Ah! I was just talking about you. Absolutely, private conversation buddy.

Michellee Weebie: Is everything okay?

Guy-Am-I: She's fine. Everything's fine. Be right back. Fine.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, and your tofu's on fire. (as she tries to stop them from burning up)

Guy-Am-I: I need you guys to stall Michellee while I find SpongeBob, Patrick, E.B. and the beans. Also, watch Mr. Jenkins.

Sam-I-Am: Consider it done.

Squidward Tentacles: Some of us are gonna have to fix the roof while we're at it.

Guy-Am-I: And whatever you do, don't spill the beans to Michellee.

Sam-I-Am: But didn't you say you launched the beans out the ceiling?

Guy-Am-I: It's an expression.

Mr. Krabs: You oughta get a dictionary. (to Squidina) Squidina, take Squidward with you to help Guy!

Squidina Star: Okie-Dokie, Mr. K!

Sam-I-Am: I launched the beans out the ceiling. Hmm, I gotta learn more expressions.

Guy-Am-I: No, the other... (as he got flung with Squidward and Squidina)

Sam-I-Am: Okay, Mr. Jenkins, this is important. Stay. Why am I even worried? When have you ever let me down? Good boy. (sets out as Mr. Jenkins plays with the flushing string and watches the inside of the toilet swirl)

Just as Michellee was preparing tofu, Sam came back to stall for time until Guy and the others get back.

Sam-I-Am: So, Guy tells me you're a bean counter. Fascinating. Tell me absolutely everything there is to know, starting right now.

Michellee Weebie: Well, it was a very interesting job, and I've been doing it for 11... (as Sam tries to keep himself awake) No, no, actually 11.5 years now. I began as a number cruncher, and I cut my teeth on the soft numbers... ...before they got crunchier. Anyway, after that, I climbed the corporate ladder, one rung at a time. The first rung was kind of slippery.

Sam-I-Am: I'm awake!

Daffy Duck: Something tells me this is gonna take a while.

Elsewhere, Yes-Man arrives at Stinky's Stinkhole biker clubhouse and sees a biker crash out the window. Once he runs off, returns on a motor bike and dives back into another window. Then, Yes-Man went inside to see tough guys playing darts and belly bomping.

Bikers: Yeah! Yeah! Bullseye! Yeah! Yeah! All right! Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Yes-Man: (approaching two men sitting at the bar) Um, excuse me. Uh, do you know where I can find the Goat? He said he'd meet me here. (as the bikers surrounds him and burly man cracks his knuckles and twerks his neck as he bites his helmet and spits his helmet spelling the word "No!")

Biker: You from around here?

Yes-Man: Uh, yes, sir. Um, I'm not, sir, no.

Biker: Too bad! We have great schools! Plenty of green spaces! A fine farmer's market two days a week!

Biker #2: And an award-winning community theater program.

Yes-Man: Sounds like a great place to raise a family.

Biker #1: Shut up, nerd! Now hit the road before we hit you.

Goat: (offscreen) Is there a problem here? (steps up wearing his glasses and chewing on the grass and the bikers laughed at him)

Biker #1: Yeah, we got a problem... You! Take a hike, sheep.

Goat: (glares) Who you calling sheep?

As the bikers band together, they bare their fists and rush at the Goat while Yes-Man cowers and frets as he uncovers his eyes and sees the helmet crossing over the floor and the bikers lying on the heap. Then, the Goat drinks a fizzy pop and flattens the can with his chin.

Goat: You with Snerz?

Yes-Man: Yes, Mr. Goat.

Goat: (trades his glasses with a biker's sunglasses and stands on top the piled bikers) Who's my target?

Out in the forest, Guy, Squidward and Squidina traveled through the rainstorm looking for E.B., SpongeBob and Patrick.

Guy-Am-I: E.B.! SpongeBob! Patrick! Are you three out there?

E.B. Weebie: We're here. (pulling the glowing fungus off the tree)

SpongeBob SquarePants: It's lost somewhere.

Guy-Am-I: Phew. You're alive. Let's get you back.

E.B. Weebie: (breaks the fungus in pieces as she hands one to Guy) I have to find those beans. My mom was just starting to trust me, and I don't wanna mess that up.

Guy-Am-I: No beans. We need to get back safely. Your mom finally let me in and... Well, I don't wanna mess that up.

Squidward Tentacles: Strong words from a grump who didn't trust E.B. with the big blower for Mr. Jenkins.

Guy-Am-I: I'm not asking you to bad mouth me, you mediocre clarinet playing, art loving, bold headed, big nosed!

Squidward Tentacles: Mediocre?

Squidina Star: (pulls out a dictionary and reads) Of moderate quality or not very good.

Squidward Tentacles: I know what it is, Squidina! I'm not stupid!

E.B. Weebie: (remembered something) Let you in?

Guy-Am-I: Yeah. Into the cabin.

E.B. Weebie: Wait a minute. You like my mom!

Guy-Am-I: No. No, I don't.

E.B. Weebie: You do! You totally have a crush on her.

Guy-Am-I: Fine! Maybe I got a little one, but she hates me. I really need your help here.

E.B. Weebie: And you've been using me to get in good with her.

Guy-Am-I: It wasn't even my idea!

E.B. Weebie: You are so messed up!

Guy-Am-I: Please don't blow this for me.

E.B. Weebie: (gets an idea) Well, if you want my mom to like you, you have to do what I say. I'm the gatekeeper.

Guy-Am-I: Fine, you're the gatekeeper.

Patrick Star: And what about us, E.B.?

E.B. Weebie: You two can be the gate operator for this gatekeeper.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Yes! We won't let you down, E.B.!

E.B. Weebie: Now how about a piggyback? (as they slide down)

Guy-Am-I: Oh, no. (starts sliding down)

Once the ground give away to twisting cast gate of water, E.B. zooms down with SpongeBob, Patrick and Squidina if on a waterslide, while Guy and Squidward tumbles and splashes from rock to rock. As they landed on a puddle in a base of a tree, they looked up the bean jar on a large glowing nest, lit up with chunks of fungus.

Guy-Am-I: (as E.B., SpongeBob, Patrick and Squidina climbs up) I'm not sure your mom would approve of that.

E.B. Weebie: Exactly. (as they climbed and reached the nest) See? This is what under-protective fun feels like.

Guy-Am-I: You got any ideas how you're gonna get the beans down from here?

SpongeBob SquarePants: How about we carry the jar of beans and climb back down?

Squidward Tentacles: And how do we do that, SpongeBob?

E.B. Weebie: Let's see.

Suddenly, they heard something from above them, they look awfully look like Chickeraffes, only in different darker colors.

Guy-Am-I: Oh. Chickeraffes. And hey, they need to be dried off. Fluff away.

E.B. Weebie: Those aren't Chickeraffes.

Guy-Am-I: Oh, they look pretty Chickeraffy to me!

E.B. Weebie: They're Giroosters. Nature's deadliest judgivores.

Squidward Tentacles: How deadly could they possibly be?

As on cue, a Girooster tackles him from behind as he got mauled by it while he struggles and Guys saves him.

Guy-Am-I: Does this answer your question, Squidward? They want to eat us!

E.B. Weebie: Relax. Giroosters only eat one thing, beans.

Guy-Am-I: Beautiful. We're not on the menu. Time to leave. (as one Girooster stops them as his sniffs the jar of beans and glares at them.

Squidina Star: Wait a minute. E.B., did you say that those hybrids eat beans?

E.B. Weebie: Yes, Squidina, and it will only validate their unentitled sense of superiority, and they will attack us.

Guy-Am-I: I thought you said they don't eat people.

E.B. Weebie: They won't, but they will chew us up like gum, and then blow bubbles with the us-gum. And they are really, really good at blowing bubbles.

Guy-Am-I: What do we do?

E.B. Weebie: We just have to show confidence and make them feel inferior. Giroosters, listen up! We're tough, and we're cool, and we rule these woods, okay?

Guy-Am-I: They're not impressed. Run! (as they ran from the Giroosters)

E.B. Weebie: No, running's the worst thing we can do right now!

Back at the cabin, the group was snoring away as Michellee kept on talking about beans as Sam was painted to look awake.

Michellee Weebie: I said, "Bill, it's impossible. Between pinto, navy and kidney, I simply cannot pick a fava-rite." I'm sorry. I guess I've been talking your ear off this whole time. Let's go check in on the others.

Sam-I-Am: (wakes up and wipes his make up) Huh? No! Uh, please, tell me more. I never knew there were so many bean-related jokes in this hilarious world of ours. I can't believe what I've "bean" missing.

Michellee Weebie: "Bean" missing! (chuckles)

Sam-I-Am: Excuse me. I'm just gonna go check on our friends down the hall.

Michellee Weebie: Classic leg-humor.

Sam-I-Am: Wow, I really hope Guy likes bean jokes. (seeing the roof leaking while Jenkins is relaxing in the bathtub) Cordon bleu! (accidentally broke the handle off the pipe)

Mr. Krabs: (offscreen) Sam! (came to see him with Sandy) What the barnacle's going on in here? (gasped) Sweet Mother of Neptune!

Sandy Cheeks: Stay back, y'all! Leave the plumbing and repairs to me!

Michellee Weebie: (offscreen) Sam! (from the kitchen) Everything okay?

Sam-I-Am: Uh, no! I mean, yes! I mean... Everything is A-O-fine! Right, Guy? (in Guy's voice) Uh, yeah, everything's fine. Just having a great time bonding with your daughter. Something grumpy but endearing. And Sam's my best friend! (as Jenkins chuckles)

Michellee Weebie: E.B., are you all right?

Sam-I-Am: (in E.B's voice while Jenkins licks him) Totally, Mom. Guy is super responsible. A born role model. A role model to role models. (in Guy's voice) Thanks, E.B. By the way, Michellee, have I ever told you that you smell like flowers and cupcakes? (as Jenkins chuckles while offscreen) Just a specific observation about you that I've been meaning to share. (normal voice as Jenkins plays with the bubble soap) No, Mr. Jenkins, you can't drink this. This is... the perfect size.

Sandy Cheeks: (as Sam's about to clog the pipe with it) Sam! Stop! If you plug that soap on that pipe, it'll exploded!

Sam-I-Am: Oh, now you tell me, sorry, Sandy.

Michellee Weebie: I'm coming in.

Sam-I-Am: (as he came out) Hey, so, seems like Guy's got everything covered. He's great with kids. Let's get back to those tofu eggs.

Michellee Weebie: Guy's good with kids?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, he's the tip of the top. Kids go gaga for Guy. Some people are just born to dazzle, am I right?

Michellee Weebie: Oh, come on. How can he possibly be as great as you say he is?

Sam-I-Am: Oh, he is not.

Michellee Weebie: I knew it.

Sam-I-Am: Ah! He's greater! A friend like that, he'll put his life on the line for you. I mean, he'll launch the beans out the ceiling.

Michellee Weebie: What?

Sam-I-Am: It's an expression. But a couple of days ago, when I was in jail, Guy got arrested just so he could break me out.

Michellee Weebie: Did you say... jail?! (as Sam screams)

Elsewhere with SpongeBob, Patrick, Squidward, Squidina, Guy and E.B., they were being chased by a flock of Giroosters.

Squidina Star: Any ideas, Patrick?

Patrick Star: How about that chicken dance?

Guy-Am-I: Not a good time, Patrick!

E.B. Weebie: We can't outrun them!

Guy-Am-I: These things, they don't seem very impressed.

E.B. Weebie: Uh, I once held my breath for 53 seconds. And, um, I can ride an occycle with no hands. Whoa!

Guy-Am-I: That is sort of impressive. What more do they want?

E.B. Weebie: You try! You must have done something cool in your really long life.

Guy-Am-I: Not me. My inventions always blow up, your mom hates me, and I'm an aspiring Paint Watcher. See? They are better than me!

E.B. Weebie: You're never gonna impress them with that attitu... (as one Girooster grabbed her) AHH! Help!

Squidina Star: I'll save you, E.B.!

She then hits Squidward towards the Girooster, taking it out in the process.

Squidward Tentacles: Oh my aching tentacles!

Guy-Am-I: No, here, here! Over here! Chew me! Chew me! I'm the least impressive. Oh, what gives you the right to judge us anyways? I mean, look at you. (as on Girooster noticed him) You haven't even evolved as a species, and you think you're better than us? (as they all noticed him) You still live in a shabby nest made of mud and leaves and, phew, who knows what else. And I mean, you seem to have a... a remedial semblance of a social order, but you're hardly civilized. I mean, have you even developed an alphabet?

E.B. Weebie: Keep doing that.

Guy-Am-I: Keep doing what?

E.B. Weebie: Whatever that is, keep doing it! Ah!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Hurry!

Patrick Star: How're we gonna face a bunch of Giroosters all by ourselves!?

Squidina Star: Just look what happened to Squidward!

Squidward Tentacles: (as he was limping towards the group now bruised and bandaged) Thanks for your concern, Squidina.

Guy-Am-I: (getting an idea to save E.B.) Seriously, what have you done with your lives? I mean, I hear you're decent bubble-blowers... But honestly, guys... blowing bubbles is no big whoop. I'd treat her nicely if I were you.

E.B. Weebie: (to the Giroosters) Hi.

Guy-Am-I: She's the smartest kid I know. A wizard of manipulation... And completely self-motivated. All the ingredients for a bright, successful future if channeled properly.

Patrick Star: It's working, Guy!

E.B. Weebie: Boom! That was a status bomb, suckers!

Guy-Am-I: (as the Giroosters backed away from E.B.) Hand over the beans. (as they bounced to their nests for the beans as they laughed)

E.B. Weebie: Bean-go. Get it? Better get used to bean puns if you're gonna date my mom.

Guy-Am-I: You mean...

E.B. Weebie: I'll give you a glowing report if we make it back before my mom kills us.

Guy-Am-I: Thanks, gatekeeper.

Back at the cabin, Michellee was getting more upset about Guy getting into jail.

Michellee Weebie: I can't believe it! A jailbird?

Sam-I-Am: Okay, I see you're very focused on Guy right now.

Michellee Weebie: Yes! He's in there with my child. A jailbird!

Sam-I-Am: Quick reminder, Guy got arrested on purpose, just to save me!

Michellee Weebie: Jailbird!

Mr. Krabs: We're doomed!

Sam-I-Am: Oop. I can't look! We're gonna die! (screaming as he drew a facial hair on his face)

But once Michellee was about to opened the bathroom door, Guy opened it in front of her.

Guy-Am-I: Hey, you have to see this. L-Let's show 'em, E.B.

SpongeBob SquarePants: (sees the group coming in) Oh, hey, Mrs. Weebie! we're just keeping Mr. Jenkins dry.

Guy and E.B.: One, two, two and a half, three! One, two, three! (drying up Jenkins and having fun with each other)

Michellee Weebie: (smiling) Oh, you... you are great with her.

Guy-Am-I: Uh, I guess I'm just a natural.

Just as Michellee was looking around the bathroom, everything is fine like nothing ever happened.

Michellee Weebie: So, you really think I smell like flowers and cupcakes?

Guy-Am-I: (as Sam nudges him and rises his eyebrows at him) Yes, I do.

Michellee Weebie: That's sweet. I guess that's the kind of Guy you are.

With Guy falling in love with Michellee, SpongeBob begins to notices how much they mean well.

Meanwhile, Snerz was on the phone while playing golf at his office.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Are you sure it is the right... Goat?

Yes-Man: Oh, yes, Mr. Snerz. I bet my last bruckle on it.

With Snerz signaling the conductor who, it was doing rock n' roll as it the flame changes into the Goat making his way to catch the Chickeraffe on his motorcycle.

Narrator: This Goat's on a quest to burst Guy and Sam's bubble. From what I can tell, he is gonna be trouble! (as the license plate shows the word "Trouble") Oh! Exactly on the license plate. That's thoughtful.

With that, the Goat rides on to hunt down Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends and catch the Chickeraffe.

Goat[]

The movie was paused as Guy-Am-I begins to tell the audience of what's going to happen next.

Guy-Am-I: Hello, everyone, this is my first time talking to the audience. And well, I'd got some good news, that is I'd might get a date with Michellee, but we're about to be hunted by a... (looks at an image of Goat dressed in biker's attire) Goat? Who's right mind come up with these characters for this Netflix show?

As he walked away, the movie begins to play again with the blue sky looking beautiful.

Narrator: What a morning! The clouds are happy and wispy! The sun's bright! The sky's blue! The air is... ...extra crispy?

With Goat on the hunt, he's on the trail for Mr. Jenkins as the animals scurry across the road to escape the trail of flames left by Goat's speeding cycle. Above them, a cloud fighter rains water above the scene. Goat comes to stop and sniffed the dry pond just outside the prison, a drop of oatmush then drops out of the pipe and a Chickeraffe feather lands on top of it.

Goat: (sniffs the feather and licks it) Chickeraffe. Freshly molted. He's close.

Back with Sam, Guy, Mr. Jenkins, E.B., Michellee, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, they were packing the bags for the trip to Meepville after breakfast.

Michellee Weebie: Is this seat taken?

Guy-Am-I: No, no, uh, not at all. I-I mean, you rented this place, so you're fully within your rights to sit wherever you... please.

Michellee Weebie: You know, I was just thinking. I mean, if you guys wanted, maybe we could all team up and... uh, go to Meepville together? (as everyone gasped in excitement)

Guy-Am-I: Um, are you sure?

Michellee Weebie: Well, yes. Of course, it's a practical decision, and there is, after all, safety in numbers. So, what do you say?

Guy-Am-I: (as Sam speaks with his mouthful) Uh, he said, "We'd love to."

SpongeBob SquarePants: Sam, didn't your mom tell you it's rude to talk with your mouthful?

Sam-I-Am: (swallows) Wait, how do you know my mom, SpongeBob?

SpongeBob SquarePants: I don't, Sam, I'm just asking.

E.B. Weebie: We're going to Meepville!

Sam-I-Am: This calls for seconds! And thirds! And seventeenths! Who wants some?

E.B. Weebie: Me!

Michellee Weebie: I'll help.

E.B. Weebie: Me, too! (passing a can of tofu to him while on Mr. Jenkins)

Sam-I-Am: Nice one, E.B.

As Guy and Michellee looked at each other, they begin to have romantic feelings for each other.

Meanwhile in Snerz Co., a reporter was asking Snerz about the man beneath the Flerz.

Reporter: Mr. Snerz, our readers desperately want to get to know the man beneath the Flerz. The Hervnick Z. Snerz that no one else sees. Can you tell us about him?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: I'd rather not.

Reporter: Okay. Well, can you tell us about...

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Uh-uh.

Reporter: Then, can you describe...

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Pass.

Reporter: What's your response...

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Behind the back pass.

Reporter: Sir, you're making this quite difficult.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: No look pass. Next question.

Reporter: (with the animals annoyed as she smirks) Well, what about your love of animals? When did that begin? Your childhood, perhaps?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: My childhood? There's no need to go into that.

Reporter: Oh, so your childhood was... unremarkable, then?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Are you joking? Everything about me is remarkable! My childhood was fascinating! And I shall prove it to you, by describing my past in great detail. (as they all gasped) Prepare to be riveted! (as the Flerz gasped)

Back at the cabin, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy, their friends, Guy and Sam were loading the vehicle for a trip down to Meepville.

Narrator: (as everyone bonded with Mr. Jenkins) Meanwhile, at the cabin, Guy's face felt quite funny. His smile kept smiling. His rainy days were now sunny. (as the door knocked) Excuse me! Can you come back later? I'm in the middle of a very important... Ugh! All right! Fine!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Sorry, Mr. Narrator, but we're in a hurry.

Just as Guy opened the door, the Goat was grazing at the grass a few inches from the cabin.

Sam-I-Am: Guy, who's at the door?

Guy-Am-I: Uh, no one. Well, I mean, I do see an old goat, but...

Sam-I-Am: (shocked) Did you just say "Goat?"

Guy-Am-I: Yeah, you see him? Over there. Adorable little fella, isn't he? (as he glared at him and Sam who screamed and closed the door on him) Whoa, whoa! What's wrong? What is it?

Sam-I-Am: Nothing! Nothing at all! Just as long as that Goat leaves us alone and never again knocks at this... (at it knocks again) AH! NOO!

Guy-Am-I: Sam, stop it. (as they looked outside like he's not on the ground but on the tree who glares as his eyebrows burn like fire and he closed the door again) I'm starting to get real suspicious of that goat.

Sam-I-Am: Guy, listen to me! What we're dealing with here is the world's foremost animal-napper! Every Wildlife Rescuer's nightmare! (as he hears him bleats and chuckles and he shows the wanted poster) This Goat will do whatever it takes to get his hooves on the Chickeraffe, no matter who he's gotta go through to get it! Lose the ladies.

Guy-Am-I: What? No! We're about to share a ride to Meepville.

Sam-I-Am: If you care about Michellee and E.B., you'll get them as far away from this place as possible.

Daffy Duck: Sure, if we tell them the truth.

Sam-I-Am: No! It'll be even worse!

Michellee Weebie: Hey! Are you ready to get this show on the road? Because we're all packed up over here. We're just a couple of packin' fools! We're wacky packers!

Guy-Am-I: We can't go with you.

Michellee Weebie: What? But... you can't why?

Bugs Bunny: Let's just say we're being hunted by a... (as Sam stops him form saying it)

Sam-I-Am: Shh!

Guy-Am-I: It just seems to me that we'd all be safer if we...... if we went to Meepville separately.

Michellee Weebie: But I... I thought we agreed. Safety in numbers, am I right? Guy, if something's wrong, you can tell me.

Guy-Am-I: I'm sorry, but you two should leave right now.

E.B. Weebie: I thought we were all gonna go together.

Sam-I-Am: Uh, change of plans. The four of us are too much fun for one car.

Michelle Weebie: I guess that's it then.

Guy-Am-I: Trust me. We're all just... We're all just better off on our own. (with Michellee feeling broken harted)

E.B. Weebie: Can I at least say goodbye to Mr. Jenkins first? I may never get to see him again.

Guy-Am-I: I'll relay the message. I promise. (seeing the Goat sharpening his horn on a rock) Ooh, um... Door's stuck. Only one reasonable way out.

But as Guy got E.B. out the window, Michellee stops him insisting that she did it by herself with E.B. waving goodbye to Mr. Jenkins.

Michellee Weebie: Come on, E.B. (as Mr. Jenkins waving goodbye to her)

Guy-Am-I: Stay safe, please. (as they drove off leaving him to close the window)

Sam-I-Am: You did the right thing, pal. You were brave. In fact, both of us were very, very...

All: (as the window crashed) AHHHHHHHH!!!

With Goat rampaging all over the cabin, everyone was terrified, specially when the Goat appears in the kettle.

Sam-I-Am: Okay, so our current options are give the Goat the Chickeraffe... ...or die! And we can't give up the Chickeraffe! (as the Goat came from under the ground) Stop making eye contact with him! It only makes him stronger! (whacks him back down the ground as he pokes his horns all over the cabin)

Narrator: Sam wracked his brain, where to run, flee, or scram! But for once, it was Guy thinking...

Guy-Am-I: Green eggs and ham. Whip up some more green eggs and ham, fast!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Right now?!

Foghorn Leghorn: What makes you... I say What makes you change your mind, Guy?!

Sam-I-Am: Oh, like a one last meal kind of thing? What're you thinking? Poached? I'm thinking poached is the way to go when you're...

Guy-Am-I: Just do it! The Goat won't leave... without the Chickeraffe.

As Goat was waiting outside, Guy waves a handkerchief and got out with on hand behind his back as Goat appears and they glared at each other.

Goat: We can do this the easy way, or we can do it the hard way, Amigo. Now why don't you just tell your bunch of friends to come out, too?

Guy-Am-I: Afraid they're busy, Hombre. Rustlin' up some green eggs and ham.

Goat: Mmm, that sounds good! How 'bout we eat 'em together?

Guy-Am-I: No, I will not eat them with a Goat.

Goat: Looks like you chose the hard way.

Guy-Am-I: (brings out his briefcase) Is this the hard way? I know what you're here for. And it's yours if... you promise me you'll stay far away from the two girls who just drove out of here... forever.

Goat: (sniffs on the briefcase, shakes it as he hears the Chickeraffe's squawking and takes it into his motorcycle) You're lucky we didn't have to do this the hard way, Compadre.

But as Goat drove further away from Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, his motorcycle appears the be out of gas as he looked inside the gas container only to find tofu green eggs and him inside it.

Goat: Son of a Yip!

Once the Goat looked inside the briefcase, it was a recorder playing the noise of Chickeraffe with inscriptions saying "Invented Property of Guy-Am-I (cautionary explode!)" which angered the Goat completely as Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends with Jenkins.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, the Goat never even saw me sneak the eggs in his motorcycle! And your recorder invention thingy didn't even... (as it exploded) Okay, so there's a couple of wrinkles still left to iron out.

Guy-Am-I: He's on to us for sure! Head for the mountains!

With the whole group running for the mountains, Goat is on the chase after them.

Back at the Snerz Co. Snerz was at this point of the interview that involves his childhood.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: My childhood, where to begin? Well, I was always extraordinary, stupendous, and truly Snerzeriffic. Let us be clear about that. But I wasn't always the man you see before you. I was once... little. (narrating as his childhood flashback begins) And when I was a little Snerz, I had a pet Flemur. He was the most magnificent Flemur in the history of Flemurs, and magnificence! Oh, me and my Flemur were as thick as thieves! (as he plays hide and seek with the Flemur) I'm talking best friends forever and ever! It was the classic story of a boy and his Flemur. Everything was perfect... until one morning, my best friend... was gone!

Young Snerz: Where'd he go?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (offscreen) The house was locked tight. He had to be somewhere inside, unless... someone had left the door open! That someone was my mother! It was all her fault! (as his flashback ended) And we've never been the same since.

Reporter: Mr. Snerz, any comment on the emotion you're feeling right now?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Absolutely not! Emotion is for losers.

Meanwhile, Gluntz and McWinkle were at a restaurant.

Gluntz: I'm just one big emotion right now. I can't believe we lost our targets. We've got no leads. We've got no clues. We're the worst BADGUYS ever.

McWinkle: Hey, cheer up, kid. At least things can't get any worse.

Gluntz: You're right! That's awesome! (hugging him)

McWinkle: And they just got worse.

Maid: Howdy there, folks. Care to try our signature challenge dish, the Ham-Egg-Edon? It's a dozen green eggs on top of toast, on top of an extra large ham, on top of more toast, all folded into a giant egg.

Gluntz: Does it come with a side?

Maid: Yeah, a fruit salad.

McWinkle: Don't. It always ends up being 90% cantaloupe.

Gluntz: Ugh! The garbage fruit.

Maid: So, are you brave enough to finish it and make it onto our Wall of Fame? Only one hungry hero has ever pulled it off!

McWinkle: No, and whoever ate one of these things must be some kind of maniac.

Elsewhere, Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and the others were running through the mountains with the Goat hot on there trail.

Sam-I-Am: (screams as they slide down to the ski resort) Quick! Let's get on that winding "go up the mountain" thing! Hurry!

Sandy Cheeks: Did you just read the sign that we just ran by?!

But with no other option, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends used the Acme Flying Machine as they flew off while Sam and Guy are in the transport carrier.

Sam-I-Am: We are home free. Everyone knows goats can't climb.

Guy-Am-I: (seeing the Goat climbing after them) What kind of wildlife expert are you? Goats are known especially for their climbing!

Sam-I-Am: That is an outdated stereotype, and I prefer not to perpetuate it.

Suddenly, the carrier has stopped moving.

Guy-I-Am: Where is he? Why'd we stop?

Sylvester: Looks like their carrier has been busted.

Announcer: We're sorry, folks. Apparently, someone has chewed through our control panel, as well as our PA... (gets chocked and turned off)

Sam-I-Am: (seeing what's above their carrier) Guy! Snuzzle me for protection!

Guy-Am-I: Are you nuts? I'm not gonna...

Once Sam and Guy screamed, the lights went out and Mr. Jenkins disappeared because the Goat snatched him.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, no! Mr. Jenkins! Where'd you go? Big fella! (as the Goat curved open the carrier as Sam and Guy hold onto the seats) No! (as the Goat sliced the pole with the horn and send them to the bottom as their friends caught up to them) We gotta go after him!

Guy-Am-I: But we can't make it up that thing.

Sam-I-Am: We can't, but we will.

Without a moment to lose, they hopped into the flying machine to catch up with the Goat.

Back at Snerz Co., Snerz was at this point that he hasn't had a talk with his mother for quite a long time.

Reporter: Mr. Snerz, it seems losing this pet Flemur had quite an effect on you. You mentioned that you and your mother were never the same?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: We haven't spoken since.

Reporter: (offscreen) Wait a minute. You haven't spoken to your own mother since you were six years old?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (offscreen) Correct.

Reporter: (offscreen) Not even on holidays?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (offscreen) Of course not.

Reporter: (offscreen) Not on her birthday?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (offscreen) Especially not on her birthday.

Reporter: (offscreen) Not even on Mother's Day?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: (offscreen) Actually, yes. (as she answers the phone and he speaks to her) Hello? Mama Snerz? Is your refrigerator running in a satisfactory manner, because if so, you should attempt to catch it! Yes, this is not your son. Goodbye. (hangs up)

Ma Snerz: Hervey?

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Ah, sick burn! No one stands between me and my pets, not even my own mother! Because, as I always say, if you love something, tie it down. It's even the title of my autobiography, available now at all good book shops, and the bad book shops, too.

Meanwhile on the road, E.B. was getting worried for Sam, Guy, SpongeBob and their friends, Michellee kept on switching from one sad music to another.

E.B. Weebie: Hey, Mom. Do you think we'll ever see Sam, Guy, SpongeBob and any of their friends again?

Michellee Weebie: Not if I can help it. We don't need people like that in our lives, E.B. (as they sighed sadly) That Guy! Said he wanted us to be safe, but you know what I bet? I bet they're relaxing somewhere, having a really great time, not a care in the whole world!

But Michellee's efforts were wrong, Sam and Guy were about to fall to their doom while SpongeBob and his friends are geared up in winter clothes.

Sam-I-Am: We're gonna die! We're gonna die!

Narrator: Okay, Michellee's peeved. You can't blame her for that. But don't forget the Goat about to splat our guys flat!

Sam-I-Am: Guy! We made it! All we have to do now is climb over that oddly-placed boulder-type of structure positioned directly atop us. (as Guy moved him out of the way just in time)

Goat: You two think you can defile my wheels and abscond with my cargo? And get away with it?

Guy-Am-I: That's our friend. You can-eater!

Goat: (angrily came to them as he descends his net guns form his hind legs and fires at them) The old man can wait. I'm gonna take my time with the two of you.

Sam-I-Am: Guy! Tell my mother I love her, and that I'm sorry about the juice that I spilled on the rug!

Guy-Am-I: How am I gonna tell your mother anything when I'm about to die, too?

Sam-I-Am: Good point. Someone tell our mothers we love them!

That memory echoed in the Chickeraffe's head, reminding of how he was captured. With a new sense of rage, Jenkins let out na ear piercing screech, causing the Goat to get its attention. The once unaware, playful, goofy bird now a raging monster rips right out of his net and grabbed Sam just before he fell and Guy safely from Goat's grasp.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Nice going, Mr. Jenkins!

Sam-I-Am: Did you know he could do that?

Guy-Am-I: You should see what he does to a hotel room.

During Mr. Jenkins' fight with Goat, he kicks Mr. Jenkins with his hind legs as he slices his tail feathers with his sharp horns and they buttheads with locked horns. Then, the Goat throws Jenkins to the cliff edges where teeters precariously.

Sam-I-Am: No! Mr. Jenkins!

Mr. Krabs: (grabbed Mr. Jenkins by the foot) I'd got him, lads!

Goat: Step away from the Chickeraffe!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Never! I won't let you hurt Mr. Jenkins!

Goat: We can do this the easy way, or we can do it the hard way, Amigo.

SpongeBob SquarePants: If you want to get to that Chickeraffe, you're gonna have to go through me!

Goat: (getting ready to charge) It's your funeral, Compadre!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Bring it on, Goat! Bring it on!

Guy-Am-I: Hotel room... Fetch! Play fetch! Mr. Jenkins! Play fetch! Fetch, Jenkins! Fetch! Play fetch!

With Goat beating SpongeBob to the ground, Patrick tackled Goat from behind and starts riding him like a bronco horse.

Patrick Star: Whoa!

Sandy Cheeks: Yee-haw! Ride 'em, Patrick!

But once the Goat kicks Patrick off, Mr. Jenkins grabbed him with his stretched leg, tossing him into the top of the mountain and caused the avalanche.

Sam-I-Am: (as his and Guy's nest were cut lose) Let's go!

Guy-Am-I: What do we do?

Sam-I-Am: (as Jenkins rolls into a ball) Hop on in!

Guy-Am-I: What?

Sam-I-Am: Hurry!

As they all rolled away from the avalanche, the Goat got buried in the process as everyone take a good view of the sight of the mountains.

Sam-I-Am: This would make a lovely postcard. You think he made it?

Guy-Am-I: I'm not staying around to find out. Let's go. (as they all set out)

Meanwhile, the Reporter was now interviewing Ma Snerz at her estate.

Reporter: I'm sorry to surprise you like this, Ma Snerz, but this story about your son and the Flemur, is it true?

Ma Snerz: Not exactly. Hervey still blames me for losing that poor Flemur of his, but the truth is my heart just couldn't bear to tell him what really happened that night. (as her flashback shows the whole story) He loved that little pet so much. I swear he... He just about smothered it to death. I felt badly for the little chap. Everyone deserves to be loved, but...not that much. (as the Flemur secretly leaves Young Snerz's room) I knew little Hervey would be devastated if he ever found out that his only friend had left him. (as she opens the door to let the Flemur go) So, I told him that I accidentally left the door open. But I'm afraid Hervey never looked at me the same after that. But I would rather my little boy never forgive his own mother than never forgive himself.

Elsewhere in Snerz Co, Snerz was looking at his picture while getting ready for the upcoming event.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Is the neck hole small enough?

Yes-Man: (as he got stuck) Oh, yes, Mr. Snerz.

Hervnick Z. Snerz: What about the tail?

Yes-Man: (with his entire body secured) Oh, the tail is definitely secure, sir!

Hervnick Z. Snerz: So my Chickeraffe will never be able to leave me?

Yes-Man: Yes, Mr. Snerz! Never, Mr. Snerz!

Hervnick Z. Snerz: Never ever! (as he chuckles evilly)

Yes-Man: So, I'll just, um... hang out here, I guess.

Back at the mountain, everyone was shivering while leaving tracks in the snow.

Guy-Am-I: My fur is frozen.

Squidward Tentacle: (offscreen) You're telling me.

Then, camera then pans over to SpongeBob and friends now covered in icicles and or trapped in a block of ice.

Charlie Dog: Nothing a little fire won't fix! (used the Acme Warm Coats and melted the icicles and ice blocks to keep SpongeBob and his friends warm)

SpongeBob SquarePants: (warming up but shivering) Thanks, Charlie. (sneezed out his bubbles) Sorry, I think I've got the suds.

Yosemite Sam: (giving him chicken soup) Here ya go, Bucko, nothing but chicken soup to worm your cold bones.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Thanks, Sam.

Sam-I-Am: Guys, look! A bus station! (as they got inside) Comin' through! Excuse me, Ted. Pardon me, Susan. Love that luggage! (gasped and rings the bell) Green eggs and ham! Let's make that for everyone!

Everyone: Yay!

Man: Comin' up!

Guy-Am-I: What are you doing?

Sam-I-Am: (shows the Goat's stolen express card) All good, AB! Avalanche buddy. It's on the Goat, who was also kind enough to purchase us this new, unremarkable attache sold at most major stores... and bus stations. And, sir, I'm gonna take my GE & H in a protein smoothie to go, please. My best bud here and I are doing the next bus to Stovepipe Junction. (as the green eggs and hams was made as smoothies)

Guy-Am-I: Stovepipe? No, no! There's gotta be a better route!

Sam-I-Am: Too late! Already bought the tickets! (winks)

Squidward Tentacles: And we're all going to Stovepipe anyways.

SpongeBob SquarePants: Good I've got my own portable blender to make krabby patty soup with green eggs and ham and a portal juice for Bugs to have carrot juice.

Bugs Bunny: (to the audience) Smart goofball! Ain't he?

Announcer: (as the skiing buss arrived) The 5:17 bus to Stovepipe Junction is now available for boarding. (as Guy gulped in fear)

Meanwhile, Gluntz was getting a bellyache from eating so many gree eggs and ham from the pile she couldn't finish.

Gluntz: (groaning in pain) Oh. I don't feel so good.

McWinkle: I told you not to order that monstrosity.

Maid: Looks like someone couldn't finish their Ham-Egg-Edon. Sorry. You won't be making it to the Wall of Fame.

Gluntz: Well, I guess the only thing to do now is... call up the Bigman, and admit we lost the targets, and are left with no possible way to track their undeterminable whereabouts.

But when McWinkle noticed Sam's pictures on the Wall of Fame, he dropped his mug of coffee as it breaks.

McWinkle: (in thoughts) They have the animal. Now we just need to figure out which way they went.

Waiter: (from a flashback) Oh, the Chickeraffe guys? Oh, yeah, they were just a couple of ordinary Gary's and a bunch of misfits. One had a half oatmush, another had green eggs and nothing. (as it echos)

Officer: Uh, well, this is the only evidence they left behind.

McWinkle: (in flashback takes a whiff on the tray) Green eggs and ham. (in flashback thoughts) I underestimated these two. They're a couple of masterminds. (takes a picture and gets an idea) I know how to track him.

House[]

By the time the movie paused again, it was Foghorn Leghorn's time to tell the audience of what's happening next.

Foghorn Leghorn: (clears his throat) Here's comes the good, I say here comes the good part of the movie, kiddies. We'd manage to get that Goat off of our trail as we left him snowed deep back at the mountains, because that goat is about as sharp as a bowl of applesauce. And now, we're going to stay at a very nice house and tell Guy's family the whole story.

As the movie plays the next scene, McWinkle had a great idea on how to track down Sam and Guy.

Narrator: McWinkle had done it. The code had been cracked. A way to track Sam by the food he had snacked.

McWinkle: Green eggs and ham. Green eggs and ham. Green eggs and ham!

Maid: Three orders of green eggs and ham, coming right up!

McWinkle: What? No! I didn't order that.

Gluntz: Uh-oh, someone is hangry.

McWinkle: I'm not hangry, Gluntz. I'm happy.

Gluntz: Well, that's a first.

McWinkle: Because I just caught our man.

Gluntz: Where? Where is he?

McWinkle: Take a hard look at those photos, rookie, and tell me what you see.

Gluntz: Sam-I-Am eating his favorite dish. Just like he did at the Half-Off Restaurant, and in the car, and in jail. Yeah, I figured that out, like, three scenes ago. (as McWinkle's fur kept turning gray) If we were to track everybody who ordered green eggs and ham...

Maid: Another order of green eggs and ham!

Gluntz: ...I bet we'd be able to track down Sam!

McWinkle: Yeah. Now, let's stop gabbing and start tracking, 'cause it's time to finish my one last job.

Maid: Four orders of green eggs and ham!

Gluntz: Uh-oh.

Meanwhile, Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends are on the road to to Stovepipe Junction.

Guy-Am-I: (getting annoyed with Sam kept on sipping) Pretty sure it's done.

Sam-I-Am: Where are my manners? I didn't offer you any.

Guy-Am-I: I'll be fine.

Sam-I-Am: Are you sure? 'Cause there's still a few driblets left. And driblets are the best part!

SpongeBob SquarePants: Or if you prefer, you should try some krabby patty stew.

Sam-I-Am: (as he finished his shake) Oh! Look! Guy! We're almost to Stovepipe Junction.

Guy-Am-I: Ooh, no need to spend time there. We'll just move on to Meepville.

Sam-I-Am: What? No. We gotta check out the Junction. Fludzner's Guide says it's lovely this time of year. Great for families, couples, and.., good friends on the run. We could head downtown for a promenade. Mr. Jenkins loves antiquing. (as he squawks in happiness)

Guy-Am-I: There's a hotel right near the bus station, so there's no need to venture into town where we might be seen.

Sam-I-Am: Gotcha. Seen by whom?

Guy-Am-I: We're fugitives. I'm worried about anyone seeing us. And downtown, you know, it's super busy on Bangsday.

Sam-I-Am: Hmm, for a guy who doesn't know a lot about Stovepipe Junction, you sure know a lot about Stovepipe Junction.

Narrator: Sam slurped the driblets from the base of his cup, knowing with Guy and Stovepipe, something was up.

Elsewhere, McWinkle and Gluntz were going over the clues of where Sam and Guy has went off in these past episodes.

McWinkle: All right, listen up, people. What I want from each and every one of you...

Gluntz: It's just me, sir!

McWinkle: ...is a hard target search of every restaurant, diner, cafe, bistro, chow shack, gravy trough, greasy spoon, clean spork, dodgy knife, and hen house in the area. I want to know every green egg purchase from here to Flam. We find those eggs, we find Sam.

Gluntz: Got it!

McWinkle: Tell me, Gluntz. What do you got?

Gluntz: (as he knitted a boatneck sweater from the lines of the clues form McWinkles) It's a boatneck! And it's extra itchy. (with McWinkle looking annoyed)

Back with Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, they got off the bus and Guy sees the hotel.

Guy-Am-I: (lowering his hat down) The hotel's around the bend.

Sam-I-Am: How can you tell? That brim is pulled down so low, it is scraping the sidewalk.

Patrick Star: I don't get it.

Guy-Am-I: Trust me.

Civilian: Hey! Aren't you...

Guy-Am-I: No. I'm not. (as he drags Sam) Bye-bye.

Mr. Krabs: And here. (hands them each a flier) Its for the Krusty Krab. You can stop by anytime once we're open.

Sam-I-Am: Thanks, Mr. Krabs, you're the best. (to Guy) Guy, I think that guy we saw before knows you.

Guy-Am-I: We are wanted men. Do you remember?

Woman: Hey! It's Guy.

Guy-Am-I: Hey! It's gal. What? That's how they say hello in Stovepipe.

Once they came to a Z hotel, Guy tries book everyone in to stay for the night.

Guy-Am-I: Two rooms for the night.

Chad Bernacke: Sure thing. Uh-oh. Sorry, but I've only got one room left. Luckily, it's a group room for you and all your friends. You'll have to share.

Sam-I-Am: Perfect! Slumber party!

Tweety: Isn't dis dreat!?

Chad Bernacke: (as Sam brings out the Gaot's credit card) Oh, excellent. If you wait just a second while I run your card... Dillikins!

Guy-Am-I: What dillikins?

Chad Bernacke: I'm terribly sorry, Mr., uh... Goat.

Sam-I-Am: That's me. (as he bleats like a goat)

Chad Bernacke: But I'm afraid your card has been reported stolen.

Sam-I-Am: Gasp! (whispering) That means the Goat survived the avalanche.

Goat: (while in the last scene) I survived the avalanche! (takes off on the rocket power plow as the heat from the rocket melts the snow)

Chad Bernacke: (shredding the credit card and spread the dust of its remains) Thanks for visiting Motel Snerz. Come again soon.

Guy-Am-I: "Motel Snerz." I'm a Quintuple Stainless Member. Two million points ought to buy us one room.

Chad Bernacke: Ho! Absolutely, sir! Oh, unfortunately, you no longer have two million points. They were used to pay for damages to a room at our Glurfsburg location. Destroyed one vase. Priceless. Destroyed a second vase. More priceless.

Sam-I-Am: Oh, boy!

Chad Bernacke: Destroyed a third vase. Even more priceless.

Sam-I-Am: This guy can really party. Just tears it up.

Guy-Am-I: It was Jenkins.

Chad Bernacke: You owe us 17,000 points. How would you like to pay for that, Mr... Am-I. Guy-Am-I?

Guy-Am-I: Huh?

Chad Bernacke: Oh, no way! It's me! Chad Bernacke! Stovepipe High! Go Meloners! (imitates an animal noise)

Guy-Am-I: Uh, sorry, pal. You've got the wrong guy. (tries to walk away with his friends)

Chad Bernacke: (appearing out of nowhere) Yeah. I guess that makes sense. I mean, the Guy I knew was completely different. (shows the record book) Most likely to try: Guy. A four-time varsity try athlete. President of the Young Inventors of Non-Exploding Inventions Club.

Sam-I-Am: (looking at the record book) Guy! This is you! You're from Stovepipe!

Guy-Am-I: Sort of. Maybe.

Chad Bernacke: I knew it was you! Man, time has not been kind. Those are some serious scowl lines.

Sam-I-Am: How long has it been since you've been back? Is your family still here?

Guy-Am-I: Hm-mmm, nope.

Chad Bernacke: That's weird. Because I saw your dad the other day at the supermarket. He was with your mother, and your brothers, nephews, nieces, grand-uncle Guyverson, grand-aunt Guyvereen...

Guy-Am-I: (gives him his book back as he and his friends walked out on him) Thank you, Chad. You've been just a tremendous help. (closed the door while outside) Fine. My family does still live here.

Sam-I-Am: This is great! We can stay with them!

Guy-Am-I: No, absolutely not.

Sam-I-Am: We have to, Guy. We have no place else to go.

Guy-Am-I: I have an idea.

Sam-I-Am: Oh! Light bulb moment!

Chad Bernacke: (from the door window) Great seeing you! Even if you are a shell of your former self!

Meanwhile, McWinkle and Gluntz search all over the lands for evidence.

Pizza Man: Yeah, I remember him. He had the green eggs and ham on thin crust.

Janitor Worker: Sure. Grabbed a dozen green eggs and some hamsickles.

Mexican Worker: (speaking Spanish with English subtitles showing "Oh, yes. The green eggs with ham.")

Glurf's Burger Worker: (on drive threw voice) He loved our green eggs and ham.

Fun Zone Worker: Green eggs and ham.

Coffee Worker: Green eggs...

Waitress: And ham.

Gluntz: (showing this picture) This hat ring a bell?

Worker: Oh, sure. Yeah, yeah. A fellow was just here, ordered the...

McWinkle: Green eggs and ham?

Worker: (through the microphone) One order of green eggs and ham.

McWinkle: (shoves him off) No! No order.

Woman: Ooh, the little man bought us some, and they were scrump-licious!

Man: Yeah, you really should try it.

Worker: Oh, dillikins!

McWinkle: How exactly did the little man pay for all these folks' yolks?

Worker: Mr. Goat charged it on his card.

McWinkle: (takes off his sunglasses) Did you say "Goat"?

Worker: Yes, Goat. Goat. Yes. See? (shows the receipt)

Gluntz: They say the Goat is the BOAT! The bestest of all time. This means...

McWinkle: Someone's been replaced.

Goat: (in another scene) Someone's been replaced. (as the snowmobile exploded)

Gluntz: (back in reality) And if the Goat gets his hooves on the target before us...

McWinkle: Then we'll have failed at my one last job. (as his fur kept turning grey and he angrily ripped the receipt)

Gluntz: The little man! Tell me where he's headed!

Worker: They took the 2:17 to Stovepipe Junction. You could have just asked.

Gluntz: You're right. (through the microphone) I'm sorry. You've been nothing but helpful. I just... get very excited. My partner is really close to retiring. Oh, my gosh! You have shakes. Can I get a large shake to go?

While Gluntz tries to get his order, McWinkle noticed the next ride to Stovepipe Junction as he snickers in chuckles)

Back with Sam, Guy, SpongeBob, Bugs, Daffy and their friends, they left the hotel and were heading to a house Air BNB to stay for the night. Thankfully, it was that one place Guy is too familiar with before he left Stovepipe Junction.

Sam-I-Am: Fludzner's Guide says this is the perfect time of year to visit, what with the leaves just starting to turn. (with the green leaves turning brown)

Guy-Am-I: And then they fall off and die.

Sam-I-Am: Okay. So you're in a mood.

Sylvester Jr.:???.

Guy: This is the house.

Sam: That is not a house. That, my friend, is a home. You're home, Guy!

Guy: Keep it down.

Sam: Oh, sorry. Didn't mean to spoil the surprise.

Guy: There won't be a surprise. We're not staying in that house.

Sam: Oh, why not?

Guy: That's why not. The people in there won't be proud that I'm harboring a stolen, dangerous beast.

Sam: By people you mean your family, and I'm sure they'd...

Guy: No, they're tough. I've always been a failure in their eyes. Finding out I'm a fugitive would just be the icing on top of big, fat failure cake.

Sam: Well, if we're not staying there, then why'd you bring a... Oh, double gasp! I always wanted a tree house!

Guy: Me too. So I built one.

Sam: You made this?!

Guy: Shh! When I was younger.

Sam: I need to be in that tree house right now! Wait. Where's the ladder?

Guy: There is none.

Sam: Wait. Why didn't it work?

Guy: I was happier as a child.

Guy: This place is filled with booby traps. One false move, and boom! It'll all blow.

Sam: You were a weird kid.

Guy: And you're a weird adult. Arms in.

Sam: Why come?

Guy: You might want to hold on. Duck. Unduck. The final security measure is the secret handshake. Only way in is if you know it. So, pay attention. Did you follow that?

San: Uh, yeah!

Narrator: But Sam did a snap when he needed a clonk, and a tap when it called for a high-fiving thonk.

Sam: Nailed it!

Narrator: Guy's face looks like that, 'cause he knows what comes soon. The alarm. And the lights. Here it comes. The yogurt balloons!

Guy: We have to leave now, unless you want a worse disaster.

Sam: What's worse than yogurt?

Male voice: Stop right there!

Sam: Oh, baguette. He's got a baguette!

Female voice: Yes, officer. One has a crumpled hat, weathered fur, and...

[The stranger drops her phone revealing some familiar about him.]

Karen Am I: Oh, my stars! Guy? Guy! Oh, Guy, it's you!

Mr Am I: Son, you're home!

Karen: Oh, my little boy!

Mr Am I: Welcome back. Oh, so good to see you.

Girl: Hey, it's Uncle Guy!

Th entire family: All right! He's back! Welcome home, Uncle Guy. Oh, I miss you.

Sam: This is awesome! Greatest family ever!

Narrator: On that point, Guy would disagree. For when it came to his family, there was no place less that he'd rather be.

Sam: Little late-night snack coming up for everybody.

Everyone: Yay!

Grandpa: Oh, it's so good to have you back, grandson. Look at that cute little face!

Big brother: Here you go, little brother. Ma kept it set for you all these years.

Sam: That is too sweet, Mrs. Am-I.

Girl: Do you want it? Mmm.

Grandpa: I think it's noble what you two are doing for that creature.

Sam: That's funny, because Guy said, "They'll all think I'm a failure cake." And I was like, "Really? 'Cause they're you're family." And he was all like, "No, they're all frea..." Who... wants green eggs and ham?

All: Me! I do! Yay! Me, me, me!

Sam: Your family really seems to like green eggs and ham. Speaking of which, I know we've been through this once or twice, but I thought now might be a good time. They are really good in a house. This one especially. So... it's a maybe then? Right. Am-I's, tell me about Am-You's.

Guy: Here we go.

Karen: Well, Guy's pa here is the breadwinner of the family.

Mr Am I: Breadwinner!

Mr. Am I: Now, now, don't sell yourself short, honey. My wife is quite the homemaker.

Grandpa: And Guy's brothers here are real movers and shakers.

Purple brother: That's nothing. Back in his day, Grandpa moved mountains.

Grandpa: There we go. Where do I put this?

Sam: Wow, Guy! I had no idea you had such an impressive family!

Grandpa: Oh, Guy's the impressive one. He's always been so creative.

Guy: "Creative." What they really mean is failure.

Karen: That's not true. Why, you should have seen Guy as a child. Oh, the stories I could tell.

Sam: Go right ahead, and please, make it as embarrassing as possible.

Karen: Oh, he was such an imaginative boy.

Big brother: Yeah, he put butter on the slide, so we'd go down faster, eh?

Mr Am I: He invented a de-weeder to get rid of our weeds.

Karen: And a Cantaloupeapult to get rid of our cantaloupes.

Grandpa: That's right.

Mr Am I: The Cantaloupeapult! I forgot about that.

Guy: Because it was a long time ago, back when my things actually worked.

Girl: I want to be an inventor just like you when I grow up, Uncle Guy.

Guy:You know what inventing leads to? Disappointment and singed fur. Trust me. Avoid years of failure and be a breadwinner like your grandpa, all right?

Girl: Uh, all right.

Big brother: So, what's the next big idea, Guy?

Guy: There isn't any. I'm done inventing. I've settled for a stable job... as a Paint Watcher.

Others: Paint Watcher? What does he mean?

Mr Am I: Paint Watcher. Well, that doesn't sound inventive at all.

Karen: This is Guy we're talking about. I'm sure he has a creative way of watching paint.

Big Brother: I know. You paint a painting first, before you watch it.

Guy: No, someone else does the painting.

Purple brother: No, no, no, no, I get it. I get it. But once you watch it, you describe what you see in vivid detail.

Guy: No, I just say when it's dry.

Grandpa: Uh, right, and that's when you take it and invent something special.

Guy: No! No more inventing! I'm a Paint Watcher now. So you can all stop feeling sorry for me, all right?

Karen:Oh, dillikins! I'm afraid we've said something wrong.

Mr Am I: Dillikins, indeed. I'll go have a talk with the boy.

Sam: If you don't mind, sir, I'd like to give it a shot. Something tells me this might be more of a Sam kind of job.

Mr Am I: Oh, Guy's lucky to have you as a best friend.

Sam: He tells me that all the time.

[Later that night.]

Sam: Guy? I brought you something to eat. It's your favorite.

Guy: Leave me alone.

Sam: Uh, we are alone.

Guy: Well, you don't know the secret handshake, so you're not allowed in.

Guy: You botched it before on purpose.

Sam: Yep, I did. I thought it'd be good if you saw your family.

Guy: You thought wrong.

Sam: You know, i-if you want to be alone right now, that's... that's fine. But I don't think you do.

You can invent an elevator and a security system, but you still got a rope ladder. Kind of dark up here, don't you think?

Guy: The lights are powered by pinwheel.

Sam: Pinwheel? Guy... this is the most wonderful... I love a good sheet tent. Back when I was a kid, I built one with my mom. Yeah, we'd... We'd snuzzle up tight, and she'd make shadow puppets on the wall.

Gut: Sounds like an amazing family.

Sam: Just like yours.

Guy: They're amazing, all right. That's the problem. They're... They're all huge successes, and the only thing I've ever succeeded at... is failure.

Sam: At least you're the best at something, right?

Guy: You heard how they are with me, all the phony flattery. What they really mean is... I'm a disappointment. Always have been.

Sam: That's not true.

Guy: You don't have to say that.

Sam: Guy, I mean it. You never disappointed them. They're just a little sad to see you give up, because they know how great and creative you are, and they hate to see you throw that away. They love you, Guy. Believe me. You're lucky to have them.

Guy: You don't understand.

Sam: I do. I know exactly how lucky you are... because... I never had a family.

Guy: What did you say?

Sam: I made it all up.

Guy: But what about the sheet tent story with your mom?

Sam: There was never a sheet tent.

Guy: Or the stuffed animals she bought you at the fair, and... and the juice you spilled that you were sorry for, and your imaginary friend, Reggie, who she pretended was real?

Sam: I made him up, too. I never told anybody this before, but... when I was very little, my mom... left me at an orphanage. It's always just been me. I mean, at least until I met you.

Guy: Do you remember anything about your parents?

Sam: I remember my mom... a little. Just one thing.

Guy: What?

Sam: It's not important.

Guy: Go ahead.

Sam: It's silly.

Guy: Sam.

Sam: She made me breakfast. I bet hers... were really good. The best. Really green. Super eggy. I've been trying to find her all these years, so I could ask why, you know? Why she gave me up. I'm sure it's a good reason. I just... really want to know. So I keep ordering them, and I keep trying them. But they're... never hers.

Guy: Keep trying, Sam.

Sam: I will.

Guy: Hey, Sam? If you see my family, tell them I said goodnight.

Sam: It's me. You'll have the Chickeraffe on schedule, as promised, Mr. Snerz.

Snerz: Splendid! Absolutely splendid!

Narrator: Oh, my goodness! I'm speechless. It's such a surprise. The one working for Snerz wasn't the BADGUYS. It was Sam all this time. Right in front of our eyes.

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