SpongeBob: Hey Sandy. Hey Sandy. Hey Sandy! (while knocking on her door, a spaceship comes up from underneath the ground at the left side of the tree dome) Wow! (Sandy peeks her head out of a spaceship window)
Sandy: Howdy SpongeBob, how do you like it?
SpongeBob: What is it?
Sandy: It's a rocket ship, duh! I'll meet you downstairs and show you around.
SpongeBob: Wow, what are you gonna do with it?
Sandy: (pointing to a poster of the moon) I'm going to the moon, SpongeBob!
SpongeBob: The moon! Can I go?
Sandy: No way, SpongeBob. Especially with your little mishap with my whirlybird. (shown a graveyard of dead animals) Besides, there's not enough room for you.
SpongeBob: But I don't take up that much space! (squishes himself into a little square) See? (downsizes himself to fit into a little drawer) I can fit in here. (closes the drawer) Mmm, cozy.
Sandy: I need that drawer.
SpongeBob: Well, how about... (jumps into a test tube) This? (jumps into another test tube) Or this? (jumps into another test tube) Or this?
Sandy: SpongeBob, this isn't for fun. (shows her clipboard with math equations on it) See this? This is science. I don't have time for games and I don't have time for stowaways. (SpongeBob is behind a set of bars)
SpongeBob: Fine. (deep voice) Put me in the brig, I don't mind!
Sandy: That's the air vent, SpongeBob. (pushes a button to turn the air vent on that blows SpongeBob out of it) I need that to.
SpongeBob: Oh please, can I go? Can I? Can I? Huh? Please?
Sandy: All right. Y'all can ride in the cargo hold if you just...
SpongeBob: (running around the ship) Yeah! Goin' to the moon! Moon ride! Moon ride! Moon ride!
Sandy: (grabs SpongeBob) But this time, just don't touch anything, ok? (Sandy's pumping a gun)
SpongeBob: Wow, look at that pop-gun. Are we gonna go hunting aliens on the moon?
Sandy: Aww, hush, silly. (shoots her gun and 3 gray nets cover a couple items) This is for harvesting moon rocks.
SpongeBob: Well, when you're done playing with rocks, you could use that for some serious alien hunting.
Sandy: Aliens? Are you nuts? I've been to the moon, there are no aliens.
SpongeBob: Sandy, Sandy, Sandy. How could you be so naïve. There's evidence all around us. How do you explain Atlantis, cow licks, 99 cent stores? (walks around and forms a circle around him and Sandy with his shoes) And how about those mysterious circles that pop up in kelp fields over night? (sees a circle) Ahh, there's one now!
Sandy: SpongeBob, you don't know the first thing about outer space. Now go home and get some shut-eye. Be here tomorrow at the crack of dawn and leave those crazy alien-notions behind.
SpongeBob: (trying to sleep. Checks the clock every few seconds) Oh, hurry up! (grabs two clothespins and puts them on his eyelids) These oughta do the trick.
Patrick: Hiya SpongeBob! (clothespins shoot off his eyes)
SpongeBob: What is it, Patrick? Can't you see I'm sleeping here?
Patrick: Well, I know you're going on that moon trip tomorrow so I brought you something.
SpongeBob: A present?
