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16 Cards in this Set
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Perch Perkins: Impending disaster: a special bulletin. We've just learned that Bikini Bottom is under threat from a terrifying volcano of doom; and now, a live statement from the mayor of our town. • [Everyone looks at the mayor.] |
Mayor: Ladies and gentlefish, if this mountain erupts, orange rivers of steaming lava will obliterate all we know and love! [Bikini Bottomites gasp in fear, but the Mayor tries to calm them down] Don't worry, your government has everything under control. I'm starting an initiative to assemble a committee to identify a strategy to evaluate the situation. In the meantime, all citizens must report home and remain indoors. The threat level is now [crosses arms across her chest] Code Orange. |
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SpongeBob, Patrick, and BFF letters: OH!! |
Mayor: All citizens report to the town square! Mayor: Ladies and gentlefish, we only have until sundown tomorrow. But I will lead us through this crisis by setting meetings to encourage dialogue about drafting proposals for eventual action. |
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Old Man Jenkins: We need to find whoever's to blame for all this. |
Mayor: Does anyone have an actual plan to propose? |
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Patrick: Ooh, ooh, I do! [raises hand enthusiastically] Call me! Me, me, me, me! |
Mayor: Yes, enthusiastic sea star? |
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Plankton: Oh, yes, it is. What you said was true; it would take too long to hypnotize each of them into loving my chum burgers. But when fish are scared, they school together. If I get them all in one place, trapped where there's nowhere to run, I can hypnotize them in bulk. First, though, I need to shut down that squirrel. Ahem! [unfreezes time] Excuse me. |
Mayor: Yes? Speak up, tiny citizen. |
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Plankton and Bikini Bottomites: -So Let's Go!
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Mayor: [browses through Plankton's plan] Well, Plankton, it seems your plan is the will of the fish. |
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SpongeBob: No, wait! |
Mayor: We'll order the escape pod, cash on delivery. Expedited shipping by 6:00 pm next business day, just in time to get us out before sundown tomorrow. And it only costs... [cash register sounds] Neptune's trident?! [lets go of the plan and a Bikini Bottomite catches it] There aren't enough clams in all Bikini Bottom to pay for this! |
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Pearl: But the Electric Skates are. We should get them to play! |
Mayor: Who loves the Electric Skates.... [Pearl raises her hand] and is old enough to vote? [Bikini Bottomites raise their hands] Ah, then the Electric Skates it shall be. [Bikini Bottomites cheer.] |
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Mr. Krabs: You're not meeting anyone, young lady. You are staying inside. [grabs Pearl by the hand and drags her back home with him] |
Mayor: And don't worry, Squidward, we won't leave you out. You can be Official Concert Organizer, and cater to the band's every crazy whim and unreasonable demand. |
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Squidward: Actually, that doesn't- |
Mayor: Start packing, everyone! It won't be long before we kiss our Bikini Bottom goodbye! [steps off of platform as Bikini Bottomites disperse] |
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Perch Perkins: hysteria is spreading through the streets and many have begun to question the government ability to handle the crisis |
Mayor: Stop it! [Bikini Bottomites stop grumbling] Don't believe the media! [points at Perch Perkins] Everything is under control. You're either with me or against me, now move along!! |
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Squidward: alone... |
Mayor: Alright, luggage there, escape pod will go here! |
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Krabs: Don't look at me Don't look at that etheir! |
Mayor: Mr. Krabs, the government is seizing your assets |
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Perch Perkins: This just in: Bikini Bottom is saved! [Everyone celebrates and hugs each other and the mayor goes in front of the Bikini Bottomites.] |
Mayor: I should apologize for my flagrant abuses of power. Mistakes were made. |
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Plankton: How dare you call me a... [dolphin chirping] [Everyone gasps as Mr. Krabs and Plankton continue to curse each other out while dolphin chirps are heard, and the Mayor goes in between them to stop the fighting.] |
Mayor: Stop it! Stop it! We have to work together now, to rebuild our home. |
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Sandy: Science y'all, that's the answer! |
All: Hoorary!! |
