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(Meanwhile, in front of the Krusty Krab, the owner, MR. KRABS, was happily counting the customers who were lining up to spend their money. He was too busy counting to notice the whistle of the falling jar)

Krabs:

Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen...

(SpongeBob went over to his boss)

SpongeBob:

Hey, Mr. Krabs, I thought we got our tartar sauce delivery on Thursday.

(Mr. Krabs stopped counting)

Krabs:

(puzzled) Tartar...

(SPLAT! The giant jar hit the ground and exploded, covering everyone and everything with tartar sauce!)

Krabs:

Sauce?

(Tartar sauce dripped off his nose and claws)

(Overheard, the pilot of the bomber plane circled around to see the damage he had done. Mr. Krabs and SpongeBob heard a familiar voice yell:)

PLANKTON:

Bull's-eye! (LAUGHING)

(The plane flew off)

SpongeBob:

Plankton!

(He recognized the evil laugh right away)

Krabs:

So it's a food fight he wants, eh?

(Plankton piloted his bomber plane toward the Krusty Krab for another attack)

Plankton:

Welcome to Air Plankton. Please put your seat backs and tray tables up as we're now approaching our final destination.

(Up on the roof of the Krusty Krab, a giant antiaircraft gun rose into position. SpongeBob and Patrick, wearing their battle helmets, worked the gun)

SpongeBob:

Okay, Patrick, load the potatoes!

(Patrick held up a plate full of steaming potatoes)

Patrick:

Mashed or scalloped, sir?

SpongeBob:

No, Patrick. Raw.

Patrick:

Sir, yes, sir!

(He dropped the plate of cooked potatoes, picking up a bag of raw potatoes, and poured them into the antiaircraft gun)

Patrick:

Locked and loaded!

(INT. OFFICE, THE KRUSTY KRAB — DAY. Mr. Krabs opened his safe and placed the Krabby Patty secret formula inside)

Krabs:

Don't worry, little formuler, you'll be safe in this, uh, safe.

(He slammed the door closed, twirled the dial, and grabbed a microphone)

Krabs:

Fire!

(EXT. THE KRUSTY KRAB — DAY. On the roof, SpongeBob pulled the trigger. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! The antiaircraft gun fired whole potatoes at Plankton's fighter plane)

Plankton:

Potatoes?

(He saw them coming straight at him. He pulled the stick to the right, swerving the plane out of the way, and headed toward the Krusty Krab)

SpongeBob:

He's closing in!

(Patrick peered through a pair of binoculars...which he was holding backward)

Patrick:

I think we have a few minutes before he gets here.

(SpongeBob reached up and flipped the binoculars around)

Patrick:

(GASPS) He's right on top of us!

(SpongeBob kept firing the big gun, but the propellers of Plankton's plane shredded the potatoes into French fries, sending them flying down towards SANDALS)

Sandals:

Hey, it's raining fries!

Plankton:

It's gonna take a lot more than potatoes to bring this baby down.

(But just then, the potatoes knocked the wings off his plane)

Plankton:

Or maybe not.

(The plane plummeted to the ground and crashed WHAM!)

(SpongeBob and Patrick celebrated on the roof with a victory dance)

Patrick:

Whoo!

(Then SpongeBob spotted something floating gently through the sky: a parachute)

SpongeBob:

Wait a minute, Patrick, look! He's got a tank!

(Dangling from the parachute was tank)

(INT. TANK — DAY. Plankton loaded a pickle as ammunition and manned the controls)

Plankton:

Well, Krabs, you're certainly in a pickle now! (LAUGHS EVILLY)

(The tank shot the pickle at the Krusty Krab. It hit the restaurant and exploded, blowing SpongeBob and Patrick off the roof. They screamed as they fell and hit the ground)

Sandals:

Hey, it's raining pickles! (LAUGHS) Now it's raining...

(The tank lands on Sandals)

Sandals:

Tanks.

Plankton:

You're welcome!

(The tank drives away)

(SpongeBob and Patrick stood up, breathing hard)

Patrick:

Finland.

(They saw the tank rolling closer)

(SpongeBob frantically cranked a field radio and shouted into it)

SpongeBob:

You orders, sir!

(The Texas squirrel named SANDY CHEEKS looks at a menu at the drive-thru)

Sandy:

I'll have two Krabby Patties-extra ketchup, extra mustard, and hold the mayo.

SpongeBob:

Wrong channel!

(He cranked a field radio again)

SpongeBob:

Your orders, sir!

(INT. OFFICE, THE KRUSTY KRAB — DAY. Mr. Krabs answered)

Krabs:

Extra ketchup! Extra mustard! Hold the mayo!

SpongeBob:

Yes, sir!

(He hoists giant squeeze bottles onto his shoulders)

SpongeBob:

Extra ketchup! Extra mustard!

(Patrick lifted a giant jar of mayo over his head)

Patrick:

(GRUNTS) Hold the mayo!

(His arms shook with the effort of holding the huge jar over his head. He and SpongeBob watched as the tank rolled closer and closer...)

(Finally, their radio crackled)

Krabs:

Unleash the condiments!

SpongeBob:

With relish. (YELLS)

(He shot ketchup and mustard at Plankton's tank repeatedly before they run out, making fart noises)

SpongeBob:

Excuse me.

(He and Patrick laugh before SpongeBob gets another set of ketchup and mustard and does the same thing)

(Sandy calls through the window)

Sandy:

Hello? Hello? Guess y'all don't want my money.

Krabs:

Money?

(He quickly snatches Sandy's money and gives her the food)

Krabs:

Thank you! Come again! (quickly closes the window)

(As the tank just kept on coming, firing exploding pickles at the Krusty Krab, Patrick starts getting tired)

Patrick:

I can't hold the mayo any longer!

(Patrick heaved the gaint jar of mayo right in front of the tank. CRASH!)

Plankton:

Mayo? Well, it's going to take a lot more than mayo to stop...

(BOOM! The tank ran into the mayo and exploded, sending globs of white goo flying everywhere)

(SpongeBob was carefully watching the wreckage of Plankton's tank. He saw movement)

SpongeBob:

Now what?

(SpongeBob watched in horror as a giant metal robot rose from the smoldering ashes of the tank. Plankton was working the robot's controls from a seat inside its head, He laughed a long, loud evil laugh and pushed on a control stick. The robot stomped forward. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! The ground shook with every step the giant robot took)

(Patrick stared up at the robot)

Patrick:

I just remembered, I don't work for Mr. Krabs!

(He ran off)

(SpongeBob dropped the helmet and sprinted for the front door of the Krusty Krab)

SPONGEBOB:

Robot! Robot! Robot! Giant robot!

(INT. OFFICE, THE KRUSTY KRAB — DAY. Mr. Krabs was staring at the closed door. He could hear the thundering steps of the robot coming closer. He could also hear SpongeBob)

SpongeBob:

Robot! Robot!

(SpongeBob burst into the office and slammed the door shut behind him)

SpongeBob:

Mr. Krabs, Plankton's here and he's got a giant robot!

Krabs:

Quick, boy, bar the door!

(SpongeBob shoved a flimsy chair under the doorknob)

SpongeBob:

Got it!

(The robot burst through the door and the wall surrounding it. SMASH! It flattened SpongeBob and stomped right up to Mr. Krabs)

Plankton:

I'll take one secret formula...

Krabs:

(SCREAMS)

Plankton:

...to go.

(The robot's big mechanical hand reached toward Mr. Krabs, who cowered and groaned, until suddenly...)

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