That's not a baby. That's a giant anchor. Now go away.

Hey SpongeBob,

the sky had a baby.

[music playing]

This show was filmed in front of a live studio audience.

Now look what you've done!

We didn't do it, Squidward. Our hands are clean.

Clean.

Well, I'm gonna get to the bottom of this thing.

Alright, who owns this crate?

Who be disturbing the Flying Dutchman in his own lair?

It's Squidward, he wants to complain to you.

I... I... I... No, I don't.

What about all that stuff about him having a dirty ship,

and being lazy and all?

Insulting a man's ship be worse than insulting his mother.

[screaming]

Ow.

You're next.

[screaming]

That was a close one.

So, are you gonna try that again?

Probably.

[screaming]

You're part of my crew now and our job is to sail around

and frighten people.

Now you listen here, mister.

If you think I'm gonna spend more than five minutes on this dumpster,

then you're crazy!

Whoever told you that hanging oil lamps next to

hardwood paneling was a good--

Oh, now what? I supposed you're gonna show me--

Oh, oh gee. That's very nice, oh. What is this? Some kind of magic act?

[screaming]

Would anyone else like to enter the Fly of Despair?

We'll do anything you say.

Then for starters, you can swab the deck.

Crew, howl with me so that we might set the seven seas

ablaze with fear!

[howling]

[moaning]

Leedle-leedle-leedle-lee!

[moaning]

Uh, that'll do.

Pink one, take us behind those rocks.

Moving behind the rocks.

Keep going. You're good, you're good, you're good.

And stop.

Don't worry, Captain. We'll buff out those scratches.

[laughing]

[music playing]

Uh, this whole crew-for-eternity thing isn't working out.

It's not really you, so much as it is me.

You're setting us free?

Well, actually I'm just gonna eat you.

See you at dinner?

[screaming]

Wait!

I have an idea.

Really? What is it?

Let's leave.

But the door is locked.

And the only way out is through the... perfume department.

Let's do it.

[panting]

I always hate going in there.

Remember the last time I lost me dining sock,

I couldn't eat for a whole week.

If anything should ever happen to it--

Give me back my sock!

Everyone knows I can't eat without it.

Never!

You give me back the sock, and I'll give you three wishes.

Make it five.

Four.

Three, take it or leave it.

OK...

Wishes?

I wish we had known that earlier.

OK, you got two wishes left.

Well, we still have two more.

How exciting! I wish Squidward were here to see this.0

Squidward, you're back!

Guess what? The Dutchman gave us three wishes.

Patrick used the first one and I guess I just used the second one.

Think, SpongeBob. We're about to get eaten.

What can you wish for to make it so we don't get eaten?

Don't worry, Squidward. I've got it all figured out.

He won't be able to eat us because...

I wish that the Dutchman was a vegetarian!

Hooray! We're home!

You did it, SpongeBob, we're safe!

But why have we been turned into fruits?

[screaming]

Hey! Get back here with that!

I'll get you!

[music playing]