Where'd he go?

You can't fire me. I'm not an executive at all.

I'm just a guy who happens to like sandwiches.

So go ahead, send me away forever

as a corporate spy, if you want to.

But not before I've had my say.

[honking]

Fiddlesticks!

[honking]

[screaming]

Reckless drivers. I loathe reckless drivers.

[chatter on CB]

[siren blaring]

Pull over you menace.

[screaming]

[siren blaring]

Uh, Mrs. Puff, can I have my arms back?

I said, stop your vessel!

Sorry, Mr. Officer sir, I'm applying the brakes!

[screaming]

Uh, we got us a runner.

[siren blaring]

All right, you guys the highway haters?

Yes, but with good reason, sir.

You see, without Jellyfish Fields,

jellyfish will have to find a new home and--

All right, you two, you're under arrest.

- What for? - Unlicensed use of a sitar!

But, my grandma gave me this sitar!

It didn't come with a license.

Yeah well, neither did this.

Highway! Highway! Highway! Highway! Highway!

Highway! Highway! Highway!

[cheering]

[crying]

I don't want to change my nose anymore.

SpongeBob, I'll do anything, anything at--

How's about the Squidward classic?

Hey, not bad.

This looks even better than my old nose.

Well, I did have to use a few of your other body parts

to resculpt it.

Oh! Look at the time. I have to go to work.

But you're a doctor, you're at work.

No, I'm just a fry cook,

but it was fun playing with you guys. Bye.

Fry cook?

Hey, ya, Sandy.

Mmm.

The dirt therapy seems to be working just fine.

Patrick, SpongeBob has to see a real doctor.

No he doesn't. I'm taking good care of him.

Show her, SpongeBob, say "Ah".

Ah.

Everything was fine until you showed up.

You should be arrested for impersonating a doctor.

What can I do for you, boys?

We stole a balloon.

We stole a balloon.

What's the problem here?

Well, it appears these two stole a balloon.

What are you going to do to us?

[whispering]

Okay, follow me.

If you can't do the time, don't do the crime.

Okay, time's up. Now, get out.

But... But we stole a balloon.

Yeah, on free balloon day.

[laughing]

No, sir, I couldn't eat another.

Get in there and sleep it off.

[snoring]

[snoring]

Not exactly the blanket I wanted.

I'm breaking in!

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

A burglar bunny.

Why do they do it, O'Malley?

I don't know. It's probably how he gets his kicks.

You criminals make me sick.

I'm no criminal, I live here. I'm just throwing a party.

I got locked out, I swear.

Well, why didn't you say so?

What a terrible misunderstanding.

You have a nice party now, sir.

Boy, for a second there,

I thought I was going to be arrested

for breaking into my own house.

What an ironic twist that would have been.

- Hey. - Deh.

Wait a second.

If you're throwing a party, why weren't we invited?

But, I-I you, uh, I didn't know. [stammering]

The Plan Your Own P-party Kit did-didn't mention the police.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay, motor-mouth,

tell it to the judge.

Oh, no. These cuffs are broken.

Huh, we can't bring him in in broken cuffs.

I got an old pair in the car we can use.

Is it too late to offer you some punch?

Sir, you have the right to remain silent.

It's a red light, Patrick!

[screaming]

Patrick, you just ran three red lights!

- So? - Oh, give me that!

I've worked my whole life for this!

You don't deserve this!

[laughing]

[scoffs] Litterbugs.

This is why I joined the force

It's the police!

Pull it over, litterbug!

Litterbug?! No!

Ohh, I got me a runner.

Patrick, what do you think you're doing?!

I don't know. I don't have a license anymore.

Look out!

[screaming]

Whoa!

[screaming]

[sirens blaring]

[screaming]

[siren blaring]

[knocking]

What's the pass--

Nope, that's not it.

[screaming]

[laughing]

[screaming]

You missed one.

Oh, Ms. Gristlepuss! I'm sorry we sold Krabby Patties.

But do you really have to send us to jail?

Of course I do.

You are a nuisance to my community.

You tell 'em, honey.

[screaming]

[screaming]

Huh. This guy's not half bad looking

for a maniac. Wait a minute, Patrick.

I'm the maniac.

[screaming]

[sirens blaring]

We'll take that as a confession.

Were you at the zoo on the day of the oyster incident?

[stammering] Yes.

Did you or did you not take part

in various activities of zoo time merriment?

Yes.

And are you familiar with... this peanut?

Yes.

Just one more question.

Is it true that you were at the oyster's lair

with a Mister Patrick Star?

Yes! Yes, it's true! It's all true.

The merriment, the peanut, the Patrick!

That's all we need to know, son. Let's book 'em!

Wow, you guys are good.

I'm the last person I would have suspected,

but I was looking for me all the time.

It's the perfect crime.

Yeah, yeah, tell it to the judge, pinky.

Put the money in the bag! Put it in!

Um, you're facing the wrong way, sir.

[laughing]

All right, give me the money!

Will that be from your savings or your checking account, sir?

Uh, savings.

May I please see some identification?

Sure, here you go.

Thank you.

Sir, we are showing a balance of zero dollars

and zero cents for both of your accounts.

Oh.

Next.

I don't think he'll be laughing, boy.

Why sir?

Because that patty killed him.

[screaming]

[screaming]

Mr. Krabs, what are we gonna do?

What's this we stuff?

You've fed him the tainted patty.

Looks like it's the stony lonesome for you,

But you told me to give it to him.

Well, you could've talked me out of it.

You're right, Mr. Krabs, I'm guilty.

I'll never survive in prison.

They'll mop up the floor with me.

What'd I tell you before?

I'm trying to get some shut eye.

Patrick... what are you... eating?

Those Hors d'oeuvre you left on the table.

[gasping]

[belching] Not bad.

Now Patrick is harboring stolen merchandise in his belly.

Uh, he's an accomplished too.

Here they are officers.

These idiots have been causing a ruckus,

interrupting my beauty sleep.

Well, well, well, if it isn't the art thief himself.

Drop the spoon.

You're all under arrest until we figure this out.

But what do you mean all? I'm not under arrest!

I... I... I... uh... These are idiots!

They're causing a ruckus! I... I want sleep!

I don't know what you two are doing,

but it looks illegal.

I have a confession to make!

I'll just hold on to this formula til the morning.

Oh, but officer, I have more confessions.

Zip it, kid. I get it, you're a criminal mastermind.

Filthy. Yay!

Hey, where's Patrick?

[Patrick babbling]

O-Oh.

[groaning]