A/N: I have to include this because its my favorite part! or one of them:

Butch in the phone booth talking to Planktin,who on the other line,is standing on a pile of chairs and phone books the reach the phone. A man is impatiantley pacing outside the booth talking to himself.

Man: You know there are other people waiting sir, your not the only one who would like to use the phone tonight....

Planktin: I need that recipe Butch.

Butch: I know boss, I'm on it.

Man: *In background* I'd sure like to use the phone sometime tonight...

Planktin: Finally Chum Bucket will be better than Krabby Patty's and then, I shale rule the word! *lightning* Mwahahahaha! *pause* that is of coarse, if you can get the recipe.

Butch: Don't worry, I'm fallowing our boys to the Atlantic. Soon as I drop a little rat poisoning in there Shirley Temples,you'll have your recipe.

Man: Sir,have you ever considered the concept of other people? Me,being that.

(Butch turns his back)

Man: Oh, he turned his back on me. Ohohoho!....

Planktin: I like it, I like it. So after you ditch the bodies, that recipe is mine.

Butch: Don't worry about that bo-

Man: *overlapping his voice by pounding on the glass.* It is time, to get off, the phone,and let others,who have been waiting,and waiting,and waiting,

(Butch finally gives the man his attention.)

Man: Get off the phone.

(Butch motions him closer. The man moves so close his nose is nearly toucing the glass.)

Man: Get off the...*Butch punches him and breaks not only his nose,but the glass of the phone booth*

Butch: Anyways Planktin, I'll have it in a few days.

(A/N: Dahahahahaha! *rewindz it over and over and over* Ehem...I'm ok.)

(Butch and Marley are on the side of the road,thier boat is parked in the ditch with the hood up making it look like it's broke down..)

Butch: Now remember the plan Marley, you hide in the boat,and when they pick me up, you fallow us.

Marley: Yeah,yeah. I know what I'm doin'.*gets in the boat*

Butch: Here they come,get down. *sticks out his thumb and smiles.*

(The goldfish van speeds past,slams on the breaks and backs up to where Butch is standing,almost backing him over. Spongebob rolls down the window.)

Butch: Hi there,could you fellas give me a lift? My boat just broke down and I'm late for a meeting.

Spongebob: Sure,there's plenty of room. Hop in.

Butch: thanks guys. Much appreciated. *looks back at the boat before getting in the van.*

(Butch is sitting between SB and Pat.)

Spongebob:*hits Patrick.* Your it. Dahaha!

Patrick: Uh huh huh! *hits Spongebob* Your it!

Spongebob:*hits Patrick* You're it!

Patrick: Your it double stamped no erasies.

Spongebob: Your it,triple stamped no erasies!

Patrick: You can't do that! You can't triple stamp a double stamp!

Spongebob: Can to

Patrick: Can not!

Spongebob: Can to,

Patrick: Can not!

Spongebob: Just did.

Patrick: Shut up!

Butch: Both of you shut up! I mean, couldn't we just listen to the radio or something?

Spongebob: Radio? who needs the radio. Ready Patrick?....Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

Patrick: Spongebob Squarepants!

(As they continue singing, Butch is taking a revolver out of his jacket.)

Patrick: Hey Spongebob,there's some more people who want a ride.

(Theres a family of Mexicans on the side of the road with alot of luggage.)

Spongebob: Pick 'em up!

(Inside the van)

SB&Pat: Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?

Mexicans: Spongebob Sqarepants!

(Spongebob,Patrick and Butch are now in a resturant eating burgers.)

Patrick: Would you like an atomic pepper Mr.Morris?

Butch: Nah,you guys go ahead.

Patrick: Allright, Spongebob goes first!

Spongebob: What?? No way, you go first Patrick!

Patrick: No,you!

Spongebob: No,you!

Butch: Why don't you both stop beig a couple of pussies and go at the same time?

Patrick: Sounds like a dare, Spongebob.

Butch: Its a double dare.

(Both Spongebob and Patrick select a red atomic pepper from the jar,put it in their mouths and chew. They seem pretty calm.)

Patrick: Meh, its not so bad.

Spongebob: More tingley than hot.

(At the same time,they both spit out the peppers. Smoke shoots out of Spongebob's spores and Patrick turns alot redder than usual. They cough and gag like theirs no tommorow. Patrick picks up a mustard and ketchup bottle and squirts it in his mouth.)

Patrick: Here Spongebob,this helps.

(In a panick,Spongebob grabs the two bottles. They shoot straight up into his eyes.)

Spongebob: Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! My eyes are burning! My mouth is burning! Ahhhhhhhhhh! *runs around the resturant untill he finds a waitress carrying a pot of coffee which he dumps on himself.* Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!* runs around somemore* Ow ow ow ow ow ow!!! It burns! It burns! Everthing burns! Call 911! Do something!

Waitress: Uh..sir? That coffee was like 3-days old. It wasn't even hot.

Spongebob:*skids to a stop.* It wasn't?

(The waitress shakes her head.)

Spongebob: Dahahaha! Dahahaha! Dahahaha!

Butch: *sighs* I'm gonna make a quick phone call. Enjoy your meals,ladies. *leaves*

Butch: *on a payphone* Planktiff? Its Butch. Listen, I've got our boys right where we need 'em. Its a matter of hours before you get that recipe. *holds a black film-container.*

Planktiff: Good work Butch. Remind me to give you a raise. Mwhahahahaha!

(Meanwhile in the resturant, Spongebob and Patrick are sneaking an atomic pepper under Butch's hamburger patty.)

Patrick: Here he comes. Shh. *they start to eat there own burgers.*

Butch:*sitting down.* Feeling better girls?

Spongebob: Oh ya, we're fine.

Butch: Good. So uh, why ya goin to the Atlanitc? Got family there?

Spongebob: Why don't you eat up and we'll tell ya. *tries not to laugh*

Butch: Well it just doesn't seem like you packed much. All I saw was a bag and a briefcase.

Patrick: Oh well the briefcase isn't even ours,some whale left it at the airport,we're just bringing it back to her. How's your burger? *also tries not to laugh.*

Butch; So...you don't even know her?

(They shake their heads.)

Butch: *laughing* Talk about being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Hahahaha! *takes a bite of his burger. His face turns red like Patrick's did and he falls backwards off his stool.)

(SB and Pat point and laugh.)

Spongebob: Dahahahahahahahaha!

Patrick: Uh huh huh huh huh! *notices Butch is gasping for air like he's out of water.* Are you ok? It was just a goof.

Butch: Oww! My alser! quick,get my pills.

Patrick: I'll get the pills. *leaves*

Waitress: Maybe we should call an ambulance.

Spongebob: Don't worry, I know CPR.*bends Butch's tail* out with the bad air,in with the good. out with the bad air....*hits the window bringing down the blinds with him. Then he attempts to give him CPR,but he pushes him away.*

Spongebob: It'd be alot easier if you just lie back.

Patrick: I found the pills! *Dumps a few in Butch's mouth.* There you go,pills are good.

Spongebob: Want some ketchup and mustard? It helped us.

(Butch seems calm untill he notices the 'pills' Patrick is holding is really the film container.)

Butch: Son of a bitch! *dies*

Spongebob: *gasps* Patrick....he's,he's dead.

Patrick: Uh oh. *to the waitress* Check, please.