[cheering and whistling]

-All right, mates first to a thousand patties wins.

Shake hands.

[rumbling]

-May the best man win.

-Go back to your corners and when the bell sounds,

come out cooking!

Don't worry, lad.

I have total confidence in you.

Put it all on Neptune!

-I'm not good enough to cook in Atlantis, Patrick.

I never should have taken the challenge.

-Don't give up your dream, SpongeBob.

People used to tell me,

"Patrick, you'll never amount to anything.

You'll always have your head in the clouds."

But just look at me now.

-[bell dings] -Go get 'em, tiger!

[rumbling]

[laughing]

-"Once upon a time..."

[laughing]

-Perfect.

-I win!

[whooping]

[laughing]

-Loser!

[laughing]

-Free patties for everyone!

[cheering and applause]

[all cheering]

-Fools! Have you no taste buds?

There's nothing wrong with these.

They're delicious!

-Too chicken to eat his own burger!

-Why don't you eat it?

-[chanting] -Try it.

Eat it! Eat it!

-Okay, mine's no good.

But what makes you think his will be any better?

Give me that!

Mmm!

Why, it tastes so good,

I think I'd like to try it a second time.

[all groaning]

-So, uh...

what do you think?

-Yours is superior.

Therefore, I concede to you--

SpongeBob SquarePants, you win.

[cheering]

-Yay! -Yay!

-We're going to Atlantis! -We're going to Atlantis!

[Neptune laughing]

-What's so funny?

-You, SpongeBob.

That repulsive thing in my palace?

-You mean Patrick can't come?

[laughing]

-Oh, of course not.

-And my friends...

-Ah, the only friend you'll need,

my dear boy is the royal grill.

-It was nice knowing you, buddy.

[wailing]

-I know, Mr. Krabs.

I'll miss you, too.

-I lost me bet!

[crying]

-Come, SpongeBob, grab your things.

It's time to depart...

to Atlantis!

[crowd cheering]

-I... I...

[sobbing]

-I don't want to go!

-It's too late now.

I can't live without your burgers.

You're going to be a god and like it!

Maybe we do have a problem.

-Wait, Neptune!

I have another idea.

-Good morning, Krusty crew.

-Hi, Patrick. What'll you have?

-Uh...

[Neptune hollers]

-Can you excuse me?

-The accursed stove has burnt my finger.

Feel thine own wrath, stove!

-[rumbling] -Ha-ha!

-What did I tell you about using your powers, trainee?

-Perfect patties are made with love, not magic.