Squidward!

The sky had a baby from my cereal box!

Squidward!

Squidward! The sky had a baby!

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

Hey, SpongeBob! The sky had a baby!

Now look what you've done!

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

- Squid, wait! Wait! - Squidward!

Ship!

SpongeBob, how long are you gonna stay in your little fantasy world?

No, look, a giant ship!

All right, who owns this crate?

Come on out! I wanna file a complaint!

[shrieking]

No, no, it's not...

[screaming]

I am the Flying Dutchman.

[clearing throat]

Whosoever sets foot on the Flying Dutchman's ship,

uninvited or otherwise,

shall become members of his ghostly crew forever.

Now you listen here, mister.

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

then you're crazy.

I mean, look at this place.

Whoever told you that having oil lamps next to hardwood paneling was a good id--

Ah! Oh, oh, now what? I suppose you're gonna show me...

Oh, gee, that's very nice. 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!

[howling]

[giggling]

Leedle, leedle, leedle, lee!

Okay, Square One, since Pink One's working the navigation

it's up to you to find our first victim.

Here, use this spy glass.

Let's see who we can find.

I had four biscuits, and I ate one. Then I only had three!

- Boo! - Ah!

Prepare to be burdened with the haunting memory

of my ghostly ghost pirates!

[moaning]

How does he do that?

Those guys are dorks.

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!

- 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]

[panting]

I always hate going in there.

- Yeah. - Wait, listen.

I told them I'm going to eat them tomorrow.

Ahh, it's a good thing I found my dining sock again.

Yes, sir, sometimes I wonder how I'd survive if anything should ever happen...

[panting]

Give me back my sock! Everyone knows I can't eat without it!

Never!

Tell you what. You give me back the sock,

and I'll give you...three wishes.

Wishes? I wish we had known that earlier!

Okay, you got two wishes left.

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

Boy, I'm glad all that's over!

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.

Well, then, the last one you owe me,

because you got me back into this mess!

I shall decide who gets the last wish.

You are it!

Now, 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 the Dutchman was a vegetarian!

Hooray!

We're home!

But why have we been turned into fruits?

Hey, I get a wish, too.

[screaming]

Hey, get back here with that!

I'll get ya!

[yelling]