(SpongeBob is grilling patties until one of them turns into a jellyfish and floats out the window. The rest of the patties turn into jellyfish and buzz out the window. SpongeBob flies out the window and turns into a jellyfish. Buzzes around jellyfish fields when he hears Mr. Krabs voice)
Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob? SpongeBob! (the grill is on fire) Wake up, boy! You're burning me money! (SpongeBob wakes up from his dream and screams. Then runs behind Mr. Krabs)
SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs, what do we do?
Mr. Krabs: Here, use this! (Hands SpongeBob a fire extinguisher. SpongeBob throws the F.E. at the grill and sets the fire larger than before. SpongeBob tries to blow on the fire to put it out until a fireman comes into the kitchen with a hose and sprays SpongeBob with the water. SpongeBob enlarges and falls backwards, which puts out the fire)
Mr. Krabs & Fireman: Hooray! (SpongeBob shrinks and burns into a black sponge while Mr. Krabs scrapes him off the grill and onto a spatula)
Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob, come into me office. (in Mr. Krabs office) What's wrong, boy?
SpongeBob: Well, I...
Mr. Krabs: This is the fourth time this week I've had to scrape you off of something.
SpongeBob: Well, I've been thinking.
Mr. Krabs: We need to get you thinking about work. (stretches his eyes out)
SpongeBob: No offense, Mr.. Krabs, but I've been thinking about giving up my cold industrial life in favor of a more natural and free life among the jellyfish. (Mr. Krabs laughs)
Mr. Krabs: Ah, SpongeBob, you wouldn't last even one day in the wild. This is your natural habitat. (shows kitchen) This is your wide-open range. (shows grill) These are your amber waves. (shows greasy fryers) And this... (picks up a spatula from the sink) ...ohh, this is your golden scepter, with which you rule! That's better than nasty old jellyfish, right, SpongeBob? (SpongeBob is gone) SpongeBob?
SpongeBob: (walks out the krusty krab) I can too last more than one day. I'll show him. Aww, barnacles! (throws his hat on the ground)
Mr. Krabs: (opens doors) SpongeBob, wait! (sees SpongeBob's hat on the ground and screams) Oh, he'll be back, alright. He'll be back. (SpongeBob is now giving his stuff away to his friends)
SpongeBob: And Squidward, I want you to have my can opener. (gives it to him)
Squidward: And I thought this friendship would never pay off. (walks away)
Patrick: (teary-eyed) Are...are...are...are you sure you want to give me this mayonnaise?
SpongeBob: It's all yours. (Patrick holds up a bunch of phonebooks)
Patrick: A-a-and these old phone books?
SpongeBob: All yours, old friend. (walks off) Patrick, there is one more thing I want you to have. (opens up a rectangluar box that has the words "OL' RELIABLE" on the front. A glowing jellyfish net is inside. SpongeBob throws the phonebooks away and picks up ol' reliable)
Patrick: Ol' Reliable?! (cries as Sandy walks up)
Sandy: Howdy, y'all. Hey SpongeBob, you having a garage sale?
SpongeBob: No Sandy, I'm giving up my material possessions to live in the wild with the jellyfish.
Sandy: SpongeBob, of all the crazy schemes. Why would you want to live among the jellyfish? They're cold and mean and none too bright. (Sponge pats Sandy's helmett)
SpongeBob: Oh, oh, Sandy. That's exactly the response I would expect from someone who lives the sham of a life I once lived. I'm going to prove I don't need all this stuff to be happy. (walks away) Maybe someday you'll wise up and join me. Good-bye. (walks behind a bush and takes his pants off) I won't be needing these. (drops pants and runs away) Buzz, buzz, buzz.
