Praise Talos & King Poseidon! ╔════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╗ [Bikini Bottom opens with a Bikini Bottom Military wagon driving four prisoners down a snowy mountain pass. All are seated and bound; the one dressed in finery is gagged.] Patrick Star: Hey, you. You’re finally awake. You were trying to cross the border, right? Walked right into that Bikini Bottom Military ambush, same as us, and that thief over there. SpongeBob SquarePants: F*** you dirty Jellyfishers. Bikini Bottom was fine until you came along! Bikini Bottom was nice and lazy. If they hadn’t been looking for you, I could’ve stolen that seahorse and been half way to Rock Bottom. You there. You and me — we shouldn't be here. It’s these dirty Jellyfishers the Bikini Bottom Military wants. Patrick Star: We’re all brothers and sisters in binds now, thief. Mr. Krabs: Shut up back there! [SpongeBob SquarePants looks at the gagged man.] SpongeBob SquarePants: And what’s wrong with him? Patrick Star: Watch your tongue! You’re speaking to Squidward Tentacles, the true High King. SpongeBob SquarePants: Squidward? The Jarl of Tentacle Acres? You’re the leader of the rebellion. But if they captured you… Oh gods, where are they taking us? Patrick Star: I don’t know where we’re going, but Jellyfish Fields awaits. SpongeBob SquarePants: No, this can’t be happening. This isn’t happening. Patrick Star: Hey, where are you from, seahorse thief? SpongeBob SquarePants: Why do you care? Patrick Star: A sea critter’s last thoughts should be of home. SpongeBob SquarePants: Ya mum's street. I’m…I’m from ya mum's street. [They approach the rundown area of Bikini Bottom. A soldier calls out to the lead wagon.] Mr. Krabs: Plankton, sir! The headsman is waiting! Plankton: Good. Let’s get this over with. SpongeBob SquarePants: Neptune, Coral, Pearl, Sandy, King Neptune. Divines, The Liberal GOVERNMENT, please help me. Patrick Star: Look at him, Plankton, the SS Governor. Body count of 5 million so far. And it looks like Karen is with him. F#(K#n plankton. I bet they had something to do with this. This is the Mount Druitt of Bikini Bottom. I used to be sweet on a girl from here. Wonder if Old Man Jenkins is still jer**ing off into kelp shakes here… Funny…when I was a boy, Bikini Bottom walls and towers used to make me feel so safe. [A man and son watch the prisoners pull into town.] Bubble Bass Jr.: Who are they, daddy? Where are they going? Bubble Bass: You need to go inside and tell mummy to get undressed for me. Bubble Bass Jr.: Why? I want to watch the soldiers. Bubble Bass: Your ears painted on SON? Inside the pineapple. Now. AND TELL MUMMY. ╚════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════╝