Plankton's Regular | Typed By: ssj4gogita4
Karen: What's wrong now?
Plankton: Same as always. Look! Empty again!
Karen: So, what are you gonna do about it?
Plankton: I don't know anymore. (cries)
Karen: (mocks crying) Why don't you just work on a new recipe?
Plankton: What's the point? I haven't had a customer in years. (customer walks in)
Nat: Hello?
Plankton: Away with you! Can't you see that I'm self-loathing here?
Nat: Sorry, I just wanted a Chum Stick.
Plankton: What?!
Nat: Yes, I'd like one of your Chum Sticks.
Plankton: You're kidding right?
Nat: No, I'm serıous. I want a Chum Stick.
Plankton: Uh, okay. If you insist. (hands him a Chum Stick and he eats it)
Nat: Mm-mmm!
Plankton: I can't believe someone actually enjoys my Chum. (laughs)
Nat: Now this was so good, I'm going to have to come back, tomorrow. (hands Plankton some money) Here you go. See you in the morning. (walks off)
Plankton: (to Karen) Did you see that? I didn't even have to thr*aten his life. He loved it!
Excuse me, Karen, but i've got to whip up some more. (cut to Plankton coming out of the kitchen with a Chum Stick) Now, I wait. I wait until he returns. (hops to a stool and looks out one of the windows of the door) I wait. I wait. I wait. I wait.
Narrator: 8 Hours Later.
(Plankton is snoring on the Chum Stick. The chiming tolls on the clock wakes him up)
Plankton: Huh? Nat? Hello? Huh? What? (the clock tolls) Ugh, it's closing time. I should have known it was too good to be true.
Nat: Hey!
Plankton: Why, hello, Nat.
Nat: I came back like I said yesterday.
Plankton: You certainly did, didn't you?
Nat: I'd like another Chum Stick, please?
Plankton: Well, it's your lucky day, Nat. I happen to have a quite delectable one, right here!
Nat: Oh, boy! (eats it)
Plankton: Is it okay?
Nat: Okay? It's perfection! (both laugh and give a high-five) Hey, how about I have another?
Plankton: You betcha. (gives him another one and eats it)
Nat: Ooh, boy! I cannot believe how good these things are.
Plankton: Ah, well, you know...
Nat: All right. See you tomorrow. (hand him another dollar)
Plankton: What? You're coming back again?
Nat: Oh, you know it!
(laughs, then cuts to the Krusty Krab. Mr. Krabs is laughing)
Mr. Krabs: ♪Rolling, rolling rolling. Money keeps on rolling along♪ (plays bowling with his coins and bills. Laughs) One more time! (sees Plankton) No way, Plankton! You're not getting me formula this time or any time. (throws him on the counter, then gets a spoon, and crushes him)
Plankton: Don't bother. There's no need.
Mr. Krabs: What are you talking about?
Plankton: I'm just saying, I no longer need to copy you, Krabs. I've got my own winning recipe now.
Mr. Krabs: (laughs) You're really funny, man. You think you can complete with me? Look Plankton. Look at all these loyal customers. Loyal to me, Plankton. Not to you.
Nat: Hey, Plankton, can I get another one of your delicious Chum Sticks?
Plankton: But of course, loyal customer. (gets out of Mr. Krab's hand and onto Nat's hand) I'll see you later, loser. Much later! (laughs)
Mr. Krabs: Oh no! How can this be? Boy, front and center!
SpongeBob: Yes, sir.
Mr. Krabs: Plankton's trying to overthrow me business. He's got a customer that actually likes his food. You've gotta get that guy back on our side, with a couple of Krabby Patties.
SpongeBob: Oh, you can count on me, sir. (cut to Nat walking up to the Chum Bucket) Pardon me, you smart fellow. Down here. (SpongeBob is on the ground with Nat) Why settle for Plankton's Chum, when you can enjoy a steaming Krabby Patty for free? (shows Nat a plate with the patty on it)
Nat: Yeah, do me a favour. (rips off SpongeBob's pants and uses them as a napkin. Hands back his pants) From now on, keep those Shabby Patties to yourself. (walks off)
SpongeBob: Oh, fish paste. (cut to the Chum Bucket)
Plankton: Nat, back already? That's the fifth time today. Not that I'm surprised. Karen, babe, fetch Nat here another plate of that sweet Chum.
Karen: Yes, your Diminutiveness. (goes into the kitchen)
Plankton: Say, Nat, do you have any friends?
Nat: No. (Plankton hums then chuckles nervously)
Plankton: Would you hurry up with that Chum, Karen?
Mr. Krabs: What am I gonna do? I can't let Plankton have as much as one singular customer. (sobs) I just can't afford it.
Karen: Call it a computer's intuition but I sense your regular approaching, with an unusually large wad of cash.
Mr. Krabs: Look at all that lot.
Plankton: That's right, Krabs. And you're going to have to keep looking when my customer comes in and pays me for my Chum!
Mr. Krabs: Oh! Just put me out of me misery! (Nat walks in)
Plankton: Back for more of my delicious Chum, I see.
Nat: Not this time.
Mr. Krabs & Plankton: Huh?
Nat: Not ever again. (throws the wad of cash at Karen) The deal's off, computer. I can't eat another bite of that slop, no matter how much you pay͘ me.
Plankton: (stammering) Huh?
Nat: I have eaten ten of those things and I've had to go to the doctor's twice!
Plankton: What's the déal, Karen?
Karen: The déal, was that I pay͘ Nat to eat your Chum, so you'd quıt your constant complaining.
Plankton: All this time I never had one regular customer?
Karen: Uh, duh.
Plankton: Should have known! Why would anyone even eat my slop?
Karen: (groans) There he goes again. Cvt it out, Plankton.
Plankton: What? It's just obvious that i'm a complete faılure, and wasted of a loser lıfe form. Oh, woe is me. (sobs)
SpongeBob: Quickly, now is the time to b*at a hasty retreat!
Mr. Krabs: What? And mıss this? I've never enjoyed me self more! This irony's pretty good stuff. (laughs)