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Aye, aye, Captain!
I can't hear you!
Aye, aye, Captain!
Oh!
Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Absorbent and yellow and porous is he!
SpongeBob SquarePants!
If nautical nonsense be something you wish SpongeBob SquarePants!
Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish!
Ready?
SpongeBob SquarePants!
Thank you for attending today's time capsule ceremony.
It's important that future generations know what made Bikini Bottom special.
Its citizens and their random personal belongings.
And now, please welcome Miss Sandy Cheeks.
Thank you, Miss Mayor.
I designed this metallic vessel to perfectly preserve anything inside for a very specific amount of time.
How much time, Sandy?
Oh, I don't know.
Like 2,000-ish years?
Let the ceremony begin!
I just want to leave a happy message for the good people of tomorrow.
Ooh, what a fancy trash can.
Hey, what are you doing with my clarinet?
Making it the future's problem.
Anyway, Mr. Squidward, customers of the future will pay top dollar for a vintage original Krabby Patty.
Can I charge for this now or do I have to wait?
That concludes this momentous occasion.
Thank you all so much for... Not so fast!
Huh?
You fools!
With this patty in my grasp, I can finally take over the world!
Yeah, maybe later.
Huh?
Much later.
Hey, let me out of here!
I have to destroy you all!
Oh, Neptune, no!
As I was saying, thanks for coming, everybody.
Free pizza at City Hall!
Free!
Free pizza!
What have you gotten yourself into this time, Sheldon?
Karen, get me a can opener or something, quick!
Well, guess we have to wait until it opens up.
I'll see you later.
2,000-ish years later.
At last!
After surviving on this patty one molecule at a time, I've finally cracked the secret formula!
Now my reign of terror can be... Wait a minute.
This dump looks... less dumpy.
The future must be pretty great if everything's made of chrome.
And slidey!
The chrome bucket?
Where's the door?
I can't take over the world if I can't even get into my lab.
Sheldon, welcome home.
Karen?
Is that you?
I see you've had some work done.
Uh-huh.
And that's not the only work I've been doing.
Oh.
Have you completed some kind of deadly, destructive robot?
Negative.
I have been working on my art pieces.
I'm quite successful, in fact.
Oh, honey.
This would match the couch in the living room.
We'll take it.
Who cares about art?
Time to help me take over the world!
Now, what happened to the front door?
Ah, never mind.
You don't understand, Plankton.
The whole world is different now.
Wait, what do you mean?
Let me show you.
See?
This is Squidward's old house.
Huh?
Museum of Squidward?
Who would ever go to a museum dedicated to that loser?
Lots of people.
Squidward's old clarinet recordings are considered classical music now.
Wow.
They weren't considered music at all before.
Sadly, no one started listening to them until the day after he was gone.
Terrible.
This is what Patrick's rock looks like now.
That moron was always an idiot.
And his stupid soda cup left me sticky for 2,000 years.
If he were here right now, I'd shock him right in his slack jaw.
And this is the P-1000.
I'm hungry.
I need a crumb snack.
Even as a robot, he's an idiot.
This doesn't taste like drum!
I'm going back to bed.
Now let me guess.
Next you're gonna show me what happened to SpongeBob.
I wasn't, but if you insist.
Hey, cats, how's it hanging?
Thanks for stopping by, ya dig?
Wow, SpongeBob, I can't believe something here has actually improved.
And that something was you!
That's not SpongeBob, it's his holographic doorman.
This is the real SpongeBob.
Or at least what's left of him.
Oh, he likes you!
Make it stop!
I was haunted by the echoes of that laugh for 2,000 years!
Huh?
Okay, I get it.
The future is awful.
But I know the secret formula now.
We can take over this horrible timeline.
Um, about that, I think there's something else you should see.
The Chromie Crab?
Permanently closed due to rust?
This is great news!
Eh, not exactly.
It doesn't matter if the Krusty Krab is open or not.
In the future, everyone knows the secret formula.
They... what?
That's it!
I'm done with the future!
I just want to go back to all the people I hate!
Why didn't you say so?
I know someone who might be able to help.
The screwy squirrel?
Really?
The squirrel didn't get trapped in a tube for 2,000 years, did she?
Touché, I guess.
This is weird.
Sandy's place looks exactly the same.
Indeed, but be warned, Sandy may not be exactly how you remember her.
Who dares to knock upon my dome?
Hmm.
Hello?
Sandy?
Are you in there?
Hey!
Sandy Cheeks at your service, Mr. Plankton.
What the... How did you get younger?
Oh, I've just been jumping through the ages since summer ended at Camp Coral.
Oh, just exploring space and time, huh?
How wonderful!
Please take me back to the present.
Please!
I hate the future.
I hate it!
No need to beg, Mr. Plankton.
I've been expecting you.
The time hopper's all gassed up.
Well, where is it?
You're standing in it, partner.
This here tree dome is my reverse time capsule.
Then what are we waiting for?
Away we go!
So long, Karen.
See you 2,000 years ago.
You can come out now, Plankton 2.0.
I thought he'd never leave.
Now lay some chrome on me, baby.
I never thought I'd say this, but I miss this horrible place.
Oh, and thank you for your help or whatever.
Be gone now.
Ain't you forgetting something?
All right, all right.
Can you break a single?
I don't need a tip, but I will need you to forget that secret formula.
Hold still while I activate my memory erasing device.
Your what?
What happened?
How did I get here?
Customers of the future will pay top dollar for a vintage original Krabby Patty.
A Krabby Patty!
Now's my chance!
Not so fast!
You fools!
Is anyone else having deja vu?
See you in two thousand-ish years, Plankton!
Two thousand years.