Spongebob: Oh Gary, I'm so excited!! I can't believe tomorrow is the eleventy seventh anniversary of the Krusty Krab!
Spongebob: That's right, Gary. Mr. Krabs is letting me have the par-ty at my pineapple. He's letting me pay for everything, too. Isn't he great?
Mr. Krabs: Spongebob, look sharp me boy. Tomorrow is a very important day... For cashy. Think of all the Krabby Patties we'll sell!
Spongebob: Uh, Mr. Krabs? Shouldn't the secret formula be in a safe place?
Mr. Krabs: Good thinking, lad. Here, take the formula and put it somewhere safe.
Spongebob: Aye Aye Mr. Krabs. I won't let you down.
(Title Card: 2 hours later)
Spongebob: Hey Patrick! What are you doing here?
Patrick: Mr. Krabs hired me a security for the big event.
Spongebob: Oh No Patrick!!! Where did I put the Formula??? I can't remember.
Patrick: Did you look in your pocket?
Spongebob: It's not there!
Patrick: Ooh, he hey maybe it's in my pocket... Nope.
Spongebob: Okay, Spongebob. Don't Panic. I can feel my normally carefree and jovial attitude dissolving away.
Patrick: What does that mean?
Spongebob: It means I'm sad. And when I'm sad I can't remember anything. Patrick, we need to find the formula before you-know-who does. P-L-A-N-K-
Spongebob: Ow! Plankton! How long have you been there?
Plankton: Long enough to know you are in big trouble. Well Spongebob, seeing as we are Friends...umm... it seems only right that I help you remember where you put the Formula.
Spongebob: Oh! That would be nice of you, Plankton! I'd love your help. Hey! Wait a minute! How do I know you're not just trying to get the Formula all for yourself!
Plankton: Umm...my honest face?
Spongebob: Then OK, let's find that Formula!
Plankton: OK, let's review. Shall we? Step one: Strap sleeping Spongebob into Chair. Check. Step two: Shrink bots. Check. Step three: Do laundry... I mean, insert bots into brain. Check. Step four: Turn on remote. Check and double check. Now with this control I'll guide my precious Nanobots into the deepest recesses of Spongeboob's tiny mind where I will extract from his memory banks the precise location of the Krabby Patty Secret Formula once and for all. It couldn't be easier. Okay, change of plans. I will now enter Spongebob's brain and find the formula myself!
Patrick: So let me get this straight. The only way you're going to remember where you put the Formula is if you're happy.
Spongebob: That's my (Sobbing) Story.
Patrick: Seriously, Spongebob, how hard can it be to make you happy? Wait a second! Remember when we went jellyfishing? That made you happy!
Spongebob: Well, thanks for romp down memory boulevard. But I still can't remember where I put the Formula. Oh, what am I going to do?? Whaaa!
Sandy: Howdy, Spongeob. Howdy, Patrick. Dang, Spongebob. You look lower than a sea-worm's hind-quarters.
Patrick: Spongebob lost the Krabby Patty Secret Formula, and now he's sad. And when he's sad he can't remember anything. Like where he put the Formula. It's a vicious cycle. Is this making any sense?
Sandy: Makin' Spongebob happy? That shouldn't be too hard. Hmm. Let's see... Shazzaam! How bout when we first met, Spongeob?
Spongebob: Aww, thanks for cheering me up, Patrick. But I can't still remember where I put the Secret Formula.
Patrick: Oh wait! How about the time we staged the fight to get you into the Salty Spitoon! That's a happy memory.
Spongebob: Oh Patrick, this IS cheering me up. Remember when I said, "You're going down, Tubby"?
Patrick: Tubby???? TUBBY???
Spongeob: Uh-oh. Patrick, this is swell! You were great in that pretend fight.
Patrick: Uhhh... what fight?
Spongebob: I can feel happiness bubbling up. Oh, I think I might even remember where I put the Formula!
Spongebob: Well it could be...
Spongebob: Maybe it's...umm...
Plankton: Spit it out you square-brained twit, I mean, Friend.
Spongebob: Whaaa... I don't remember where it is yet. Oh, maybe I really am a weenie. Mr. Krabs is going to fire me twice.
Sandy: Don't worry Spongebob, we'll make you so happy you'll remember the Alamo.
Patrick: I smell jelly!
Spongebob: You guys are the best friends a depressed sponge could ever had. Let's make me happy!
Mr. Krabs: Jiggle-me-handles, Spongebob. Are you starting the party without me?
Spongebob: Mr. Krabs, I have terrible news. Oh, how do I put this? (Crying)
Patrick: Spongebob where he put the Krabby Patty secret Formula. So now we're trying to cheer him up to jog his memory. Okay?
Mr. Krabs: Don't worry, lad, we'll get your brain happy again. Surely, you must remember the time I hired you as my fry cook?
Spongebob: It's my life's work. You know, all these great memories are starting to help me remember. The Formula could be in the...no...well hold on...no...maybe it's in the...no...Or maybe I put it...I can't remember!!!!
Squidward: This is not getting closer to my goal of you shutting up! Wait, I remember a certain jolly Fellow that you and I had the pressure of meeting one Fateful night.
Spongebob: (Sighs) Oh, you don't mean David Hass...
Squidward: SANTA! Santa Claus. You DOLT!
Spongebob: Oh Santa! Hey everybody, I think I am beginning to remember where the Formula is... It's... It's... It's...in...Bikini Bottom! Somewhere (Sighs). I'm still too sad to remember anything. I need more happy.
Patrick: Mmm, well, remember when we helped Marmaid Man and Barnacle Boy come out of retirement?
Spongebob: Remembering memories in Flashback from is so much Fun! Nothing makes me happier than this time I get to spend with all of you, my friends. Isn't this great Squidward?
Squidward: Oh sure. There's nothing like a trip down memory LAME.
Spongebob: Oh my gosh Squidward. I feel a memory Forming and you are in it. Remember when you had your first Krabby Patty? Remember that new Patty smell? That taste? If I can only get as happy as you did when you first bit into that hot, juicy, savory Patty... The crisp lettuce...the tangy pickles... the pillow-soft buns... Oh I tell you, there is nothing like a Krabby Patty. Huh! Squidward! I think I remember where I put the Secret Formula! Uh-oh.
Squidward: Mmmmm...scrumptious. Too bad you can't remember where you put the Formula. Pretty soon you'll probably Forget how to even make a Krabby Patty.
Spongebob: Don't...don't say it! (Sobbing) I'm so close to remembering where I put the Formula, I can almost taste it. A Patty, not the Formula For the Patty, which was written on a piece of paper that I'm sure doesn't taste too great. Well, I'm remembering again. But I'm still not happy enough. (Sobbing) OK, Spongebob, crying isn't going to bring your beloved secret Formula back to you. If I keep going, sooner or later I'm bound to remember ...I hope. I can almost remember where I put the Formula...(Sighs) almost. I haven't been this worried since I worked the 24-hour shift and had to take out the trash.
Squidward: The Hash Slinging Slasher! (Screams)
Sandy: Well, Spongebob, do you remember where the Formula is yet?
Spongebob: Not yet, Sandy, but I'm pretty sure it's somewhere I go all the time and a place I love to be.
Sandy: Remember when we practiced karate all day??
Spongebob: Do I ever! I remember, Patrick! The Formula is somewhere in the Krusty Krab. I'm 99.9% sure of it! Oh, but what IF I'm wrong? It could be anywhere in the Krusty Krab. That place is full of great memories. I remember when I got my First promotion. Oh! Oh! I've got it. I've got it. I've GOT IT!... Oh! Of course! Now I remember! I put the Formula in the safe. After all, Mr. Krabs told me to put it somewhere safe. Boy, I love it when things work out.
Plankton: SpongeFool!! Little did you realize, that while desperately trying to keep me away From the Formula, you've only succeeded in leading me directly to it. And now that I know it's precious location, your beloved Krusty Krab is doomed!! And all before lunchtime.
Plankton: Ah my brilliant plan has struck you speechless I see. I think the words you're searching For are Plankton, you're a genius. Well, Spongebob, you and your holes will have to excuse me, there's a secret Formula out there with my name on it.
Spongebob: Mr. Krabs is the only name on that Formula!
Plankton: Not when I get through with it. Watch your Fingers.
Spongebob: How could he? I've come so Far! I won't let Mr. Krabs down now! Yeah! That's how we do things downtown! Whoo!
Mr. Krabs: Spongebob! What is this? Some kind of mutiny? Why aren't you Flipping Patties For the big celebration? Time is money.
Spongebob: It was so horrible, Mr. Krabs! I was trapped inside Plankton's evil machine. There was no bathroom in there!
Mr. Krabs: What are you talking about lad?
Spongebob: Well, Mr. Krabs, funny story, I thought I lost the Secret Formula.
Mr. Krabs: Lost the Secret Formula!!? I told you to put it in the safe! This IS a mutiny!
Spongebob: Don't worry Mr. Krabs. I said I "thought" I lost the secret formula. But I didn't. I DID put it in the safe.
(Title Card: Moments later...)
Spongeob: BBBut... I put it...I was 100% sure...I... Oh Mr. Krabs... I feel dizzy... I can't breathe... I can't feel my legs... Oh wait! Here it is! It was in my back pocket the whole time!!
Mr. Krabs: Hey that's me lottery ticket! Oops. I guess I never gave you the formula after all. Ah, here it is. It was in MY back pocket the whole time.
Spongebob: YOUR back pocket...
Plankton: Ten years of Frustration. Ten long years of chasing after that Formula. I almost had it that time, too! Oh the anguish. The humiliation! Arrgghhhhh!... Well, I'll try again tomorrow.