Narrator: Ah, Jellyfish Fields. Here we find SpongeBob once again stalking the wild jellyfish. SpongeBob? Hello? SpongeBob? Hmmm...he's supposed to be here somewhere... (narrator sees a square-shaped coral) A-ha! (jellyfish floats by. SpongeBob puts his glasses on)
SpongeBob: Safety first. (SpongeBob captures a jellyfish) A-ha! I finally gotcha! (SpongeBob grabs a wooden stool and sits on it. Puts on a farmer hat and 'milks' the jellyfish. Jelly comes out and squirts on a piece of bread) Ah, there is nothing better than the taste of natural jelly from a jellyfish. (walks off but jellyfish floats towards him with his glasses) Oh, my glasses! Thanks little guy! Bye. (jellyfish floats with SpongeBob) I can't play anymore, jellyfish. I got to get home. (jellyfish hangs onto SpongeBob's nose) No, you can't go home with me. (jellyfish walks behind SpongeBob) Jellyfish, you've got to stay here! Hey! (puts the jellyfish on a rock) Stay! (walks backwards) Stay. (jellyfish floats around SpongeBob. SpongeBob grabs the jellyfish and uses a slingshot to launch him somewhere else but the jellyfish ends up on his back. Pulls the jellyfish off) Jellyfish!, for the last time, you cannot come home with me! (jellyfish goes flat) Ahh, what the heck! (SpongeBob, with jellyfish on a rope, walk by Squidward's house) Squidward! Hey, Squidward! Squidward! Squidward-iard! (Squidward peeks out his window) Squidward! Look at my new pet!
Squidward: That's no pet, that's a wild animal.
SpongeBob: No he isn't! Watch this! (throws a stick so the jellyfish returns it. SpongeBob is holding up three fingers) How many fingers am I holding up? (jellyfish buzzes three times) Play dead! (jellyfish is buried underground with a tomb that says "R.I.P.")
Squidward: I wouldn't let that thing into my house even if it was potty-trained! (jellyfish is on a toilet reading a newspaper) I didn't need to see that.
SpongeBob: Well, we're going to my house to have a little fun.
Squidward: How can you possible have fun with a jellyfish? (SpongeBob and jellyfish dance to some music. Disco lights rotate around the room. SpongeBob's house is vibrating from the music) SpongeBob is the only guy I know who can have fun with a jellyfish for twelve hours!
SpongeBob: (music stops) Wow, you sure like to dance. Well, that's enough for tonight. Time to go to bed. (as he walks off, the jellyfish turns the music back on) Huh? (walks over to turn the music off) You got it all wrong, little fella. (as he walks off, the jellyfish turns the music back on. SpongeBob turns it back off) Bed. Repeat after me. (SpongeBob ties a rope around the jellyfish) Bed! (upstairs, SpongeBob ties the rope around his bedpost) We'll just keep you right here.
Gary: Meow.
SpongeBob: Quit worrying, Gary. He'll be just fine. Good night everybody. (as he is sleeping, other jellyfish float inside the pineapple)
Gary: Meow. (gets squirted with jelly from all the jellyfish. It's now daytime)
SpongeBob: Good morning Gary. Good morning jellyfish. Jellyfish? Jellyfish? Here, jellyfish. Oh, jelly! (puts on his green robe and goes to check downstairs) Oh jellyfi... (slips on some jelly. Opens a door leading into his living room and sees jellyfish dancing to music) Where'd you all come from? (jellyfish form a figure of a hand and grab SpongeBob. They stick over a light bulb like a disco ball and spin him. Then falls to the ground) Ok, that's it. This party is over! You guys have overstayed your welcome. (As SpongeBob is walking to the stereo, jellyfish form a flight of stairs that SpongeBob walks up and falls off of) This music is way too loud. (jellyfish carry SpongeBob in a triangle) Very funny. (jellyfish carry SpongeBob in a rectangle) I'm serious! (jellyfish carry SpongeBob up and down the screen. Squidward wakes up)
Squidward: Eighteen hours! (picks up the phone and dials SpongeBob's number) I'm going to give that SpongeBob a piece of my mind! (jellyfish picks up the phone and Squidward yells) SpongeBob, listen to me, you square-headed assault on my ears, I've had enough of this! (jelly squirts through the phone onto Squidward) Strawberry. (Squidward plays his clarinet outside his window) Two can play at this! (plays his clarinet badly)
SpongeBob: Come on guys, enough is enough! (jellyfish's smile turns into a frown when Squidward plays his clarinet) Uh-oh. (jellyfish sting SpongeBob) OK, I'll talk to him! (SpongeBob peeks his head out his window) Squidward! Would it be possible to play your clarinet a little better? I don't think the jellyfish like it.
Squidward: The jellyfish don't like-? Why sure, pal, I can play better.
SpongeBob: OK, he said he'll play better. (Squidward turns a giant speaker towards SpongeBob pineapple then plays bad to make the jellyfish angry) Uh-oh! That's not better! (jellyfish start knocking things over. Jellyfish float into Squidward's house)
Squidward: Uhh, w-wait, I can turn it down. (jellyfish sting Squidward and float back into SpongeBob's house. Squidward comes later and gives SpongeBob his clarinet) Everybody's a critic. You won't be hearing from me anymore.
SpongeBob: Hey, now, that wasn't nice! (jellyfish take the clarinet, break it in half, and form a fire from it and then dance around it like Indians) Ok, that is it! Everybody out! (he takes the stereo and runs toward the door but the jellyfish try to take it back. The stereo breaks into pieces and the jellyfish get angry as they start knocking stuff off and breaking it. They even sting SpongeBob) Come on Gary! (SpongeBob and Gary head up to the roof and the jellyfish follow) Gary, you were right. Thanks for not rubbing it in. (Gary clicks his eyes together making a beat that the jellyfish can dance to) Huh? They stopped? (holds Gary's eyes together and the jellyfish get angry again. Then he lets go of Gary's eyes and they dance again. Does this a couple more times and notices a trend) Gary! Don't stop shaking it! (takes Gary to Jellyfish Fields. Along the way, SpongeBob has other creatures and things to join in the rhythm. Eventually, he gets the jellyfish back to Jellyfish Fields and he runs back home)
Narrator: Today, SpongeBob has learned one of the sea's harshest lessons: wild animals can throw wild parties. (Squidward sinks down into his bubble bath) Ooh, I felt that.
