Jill Talley credited as playing...
Karen • Old Lady
- Sheldon J. Plankton: Karen, baby, I haven't felt this giddy since the day you agreed to be my wife!
- Karen the Computer: I never agreed.
- Plankton: Oh Karen, my computer wife, if only I could have managed to steal the secret to Krabs' success. The formula for the Krabby Patty... Ohhh... Then people would line up to eat at MY restaurant! Lord knows I've tried. I've exhausted every evil plan in my filing cabinet... from A to Y!
- Karen the Computer: A to Y?
- Plankton: Yeah, A to Y. You know, the alphabet.
- Karen the Computer: What about Z?
- Plankton: Z?
- Karen the Computer: Z... The letter after Y...
- Plankton: [searching thorugh the file cabinet] W, X, Y... Z. Plan Z! Here it is, just like you said.
- Karen the Computer: Oh, boy.
- Plankton: [sees the plan] Oh. Ohhh... It's evil. It's diabolical. It's lemon-scented. This Plan Z can't possibly fail!
- Plankton: His chops are too righteous. The helmets can't handle this level of rock 'n' roll. Karen, do something.
- Karen the Computer: [Karen is being surfboard across the the Krusty Krab] Weeeee!
- Plankton: Karen?
- Squidward Tentacles: So you're selling Krabby Patties, eh Plankton?
- Plankton: That's right, Squidward, and there's a free bucket helmet with every purchase. Care for one?
- Squidward Tentacles: No. You may have hoodwinked everyone else in this backwater town, but you can't fool me. I listen to public radio.
- Plankton: And what's that supposed to mean?
- Squidward Tentacles: It means you set up Mr. Krabs. You stole the crown so Neptune would freeze him and you could finally get your stubby paws on the Krabby Patty formula. It was you all along. But you made one fatal mistake. You messed with my paycheck and I'm gonna report you to the highest authority in the land, King Neptune!
- Plankton: We'll see about that, Inspector Looselips.
- [Plankton laughs and he presses a button on Karen]
- Karen the Computer: Now activating helmet brain-control devices.
- Squidward Tentacles: Huh?
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: Oh, for crying out loud, SpongeBob! You didn't get the job!
- SpongeBob SquarePants: [shocked] What?
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: You... did not... get... the job!
- SpongeBob SquarePants: [sadly] But... but why?
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: Ah, SpongeBob. You're a great frycook, but I gave the job to Squidward because being manager is a big responsibility. Well, let's face it. He's more... mature than you.
- SpongeBob SquarePants: I'm not... mature?
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: Ah, lad. I mean this in the nicest of ways. But there's a word for what you are, and that word is... now, let's see...
- Fish 1: Dork?
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: No, wait, that's not right, not a dork, uh...
- Pearl: A goofball?
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: Closer, but no, no, no.
- Fish 2: A ding-a-ling!
- Fish 3: Wingnut!
- Old Lady: A Knucklehead McSpazatron!
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: [angrily] Okay, that's enough!
- [back to SpongeBob]
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: Look, what I'm trying to say is, you're just a kid. And to be a manager, you have to be a man! Otherwise they'd call it "kidager!" You understandager- I mean, you understand?
- SpongeBob SquarePants: [quietly, now miserable] I guess so, Mr Krabs.
- [starts to walk away]
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: SpongeBob?
- SpongeBob SquarePants: I'm ready... depression... I'm ready... depression...
- Mr. Eugene H. Krabs: Poor kid.
- Plankton: Plan Z is working perfectly. Nothing can stop me now.
- Karen the Computer: Nothing except SpongeBob and his pink friend. My sensors indicate that they're on their way to find the crown. If they make it back, Neptune might discover some fingerprints. Tiny fingerprints. Stubby, tiny fingerprints.
- Plankton: Plan Z is way ahead of you, baby. I've already hired someone to take care of those two. He's a vicious, cold-blooded predator!