[SpongeBob whistling] Eh, SpongeBob.

Did you clean out the--

Sweet Dutchman's ghost!

When's the last time you took a bath, boy-o?

You're riddled with vermin.

I━I d━d━don't know what you mean, sir.

If customers find out you're touching patties

with your wormy hands,

the health department will shut us down for sure.

I understand, sir.

How's this, Squidward!

Looking good.

You mean looking bad?

Enjoy our fine decor.

Next time I'm picking the restaurant.

One Krusty Krab covered in mud and slime.

Ya missed a spot.

Oh.

Got it!

It's a Krabby Patty. Ew. It's cold and hard.

This could've rolled under there years ago.

There, there little one. Your journey is almost over.

[alarm sounding]

What happened?! [gasping]

Someone tried to throw away a patty.

Pinch O'matic has saved you 5.2 cents.

But Mr. Krabs, I found that under the grill.

And tomorrow, a customer will find it under his bun.

But it's old and cold. And so very full of mold.

You're not to make another patty until that one is sold.

Understand?

[meowing]

What in Poseidon's beard?

[groaning]

Oh. Morning Mr. Krabs.

It's not a good morning.

First, you're late for days

and now you destroyed me kitchen!

[groaning]

It doesn't seem right... but it feels so good.

Seahorse radish:

the gnarliest stuff in the ocean!

Oh, hold on, I've got a jar of toenail clippings

in my office!

Oops, I dropped it in the toilet!

Well, fish it out,

and I'll dry it with me gym socks!

Why, that's the most diabolical Krabby Patty ever spawned!

I call it the 'Nasty Patty'.

[laughing]

Hey, hurry up with that patty!

Here you are, sir, enjoy.

Ah, hello, delicious. Come to papa.

[buzzing]

[coughing]

Lunch is served.

Eat up kids.

Ah.

Why am I so itchy?

Oh. [screaming]

Mm?

Hey!

Ugh.

I'm gonna need you to clean until this whole place sparkles!

Ooh, you got it, Mr. K.

[grunting]

Hey.

Huh?

Ugh.

[gasping]

I got some fresh ingredients for our new Krabby Soup:

a half eaten Krabby Patty...

two moldy pickles...

and some smashed potatoes that looked like Squidward.

Mr. Krabs, did you get those ingredients

from the trash?

[gasping] Of course not.

That wouldn't be legal.

I intercepted these items on their way to the trash.

I want everybody in Bikini Bottom to buy my soup,

yuppies, guppies, puppies.

[mooing]

Hee hee.

I tell ya, Mr. Squidward, I'm making more money

that I've known!

[laughing]

[sneezing]

Hold it right there, Krabs!

Oh, no, the health inspector!

Oh, yes, the health inspector.

And I'm afraid you can't run a restaurant

and a fee lot out of the same building.

[laughing]

It's unsanitary.

I'm shutting you down.

Well, it's about time.

[screaming]

[screaming]

[screaming]

Is this a restaurant or a garage?!

Now, where are those patties? No, nuh-uh.

Uh, there you are, Patty.

Add one fluffy bun like so and a squirt of special sauce.

[chuckles]

Special sauce. Wait. Soap is their special sauce?

And grab yourself some lettuce.

And viola, one perfect Krabby Patty.

I only wish I could see how beautiful it looks.

Number 17, your patty is ready.

Whoa! Watch your step, Squidward.

It is pitch black out here.

Don't know, don't want to.

SpongeBob! Get those seven orders

of Wow Soup out to table three, pronto!

We've got to keep these customers happy

or Plankton will steal them back.

Are you going to eat that?

It was supposed to be going to table three.

[siren blaring]

Come in, base, we've found the trash slingers.

Ow. Eh. Ow.

Just as I thought, trying to save money on trash bags.

[gasping]

Plankton?

Thanks SpongeBob.

If I could reach, I'd do it myself.

[screaming]

[screaming]

Me customers!

[crying] They're all gone! Gone!

Only wanted was to give me their money.

[crying]

SpongeBob!

Pack your bags, boy, you're moving out.

Your Krabby Patty meal, sir.

Huh? Ew! Fingernails?

Ew.

Yuck.

Disgusting.

Whoa.

[screaming]

Ew.

No mayonnaise!

O... kay. He's acting weird today.

Hey, there's plenty of mayo back here.

[growling]

Huh?

Is somebody in there?

[growling]

Monsters.

Squidward and Mr. Krabs.

[gasping] Patrick too.

And some random guy!

[gasping] My spatula!

It's just like that movie I watched last night.

Those things have captured everyone,

and put them into creepy pods.

Here we--

Hmm. Grill looks a tad dirty.

Yeah, I'd like to order...

[grunting]

Hold that thought.

[grunting]

SpongeBob, what's all the racket?

Uh, so I'd like to order...

Shh.

[sizzling]

It's all clear to me now.

One Krabby Meal, served

with extra sanitary foot service.

Your hot, steamy, juicy Krabby Patty and a large drink.

Enjoy.

[sniffing]

[screaming] Urchin!

That's no urchin, it's a Krabby Patty.

Yuck. A rotten Krabby Patty.

Wait, Squidward!

You can't throw out a Krabby Patty.

That is just wrong.

But this one is rotten.

Oh, Squidward, no Krabby Patty can ever truly be rotten.

Here, look.

Hey, super dorks!

Your turn to take out the garbage.

All right, Dr. Negative, we'll play along

and take it out. Hi-yah!

Junk jab!

Hi-ya!

Trash thwap!

[grunting]

Putrid pop!

[gasping]

Why are all me tables empty?

Employees must wash their hands before cooking.

Ah, that's nice.

That ain't the sink, kiddo.

I know. I know. I just need a quiet place...

to nap.

Me mustard!

You didn't heed my words, did ya?

You couldn't be bothered to get some shut eye, could ya?

I'm sorry, Mr. Krabs.

I tried. I really, really tried,

but my insomnia got the best of me.

[crying]

Now he's crying away me mustard.