All Out of Idea Bricks/transcript

This article is a transcript of the The Patrick Star Show episode "All Out of Idea Bricks" from season 3, which aired on December 16, 2024.

[Following the theme song, Patrick shoves the show's logo out of its place.]
Patrick: [groans] Ooh. And what a show it is! [the title card appears with him inside the O] Oh. We got bits on bits! [head pops out of a cutout of a clown's face] We got more jokes than your eye sockets can handle. [honks a horn, then a painting of a squid attacking a pirate ship appears] And we've got... terror! [lightning strikes as he pops out of the hole, giggles] Just kidding.
Lawnies: [cheering]
Patrick: For our first bit, we just need an idea. And where do ideas come from? Well, idea bricks, of course. [pulls a rope and an idea brick comes out of a machine down a pipe and onto his head; groans as unicycles float around his head] An idea. [shakes] Unicycle juggling! [rides a unicycle while juggling the other unicycles]
Lawnies: Ooh.
Patrick: [mutters happily as another rope appears, tosses away the other unicycles] Time for another idea. [a buzzer sounds when Patrick pulls the rope, and an idea brick lands on his head; a cuckoo clock appears with an idea bulb replacing the bird] Ice sculpting!
[Snowflake transition to Patrick polishing an ice sculpture of himself with a chainsaw while riding a unicycle. The ice sculpture head breaks off lands on Patrick's head. The buzzer blazes again as Patrick pulls a rope and a brick lands on his head. A moo sound is heard.]
Patrick: Cow milking!
[Patrick puts on a Scottish outfit and plays the cow's udders like bagpipes as milk squirts into a bucket. The cow moos angrily and kicks Patrick.]
Lawnies: [cheer as one of them comes in with a bag of popcorn and a drink]
Squidina: Wow! Six Lawnies? We're doing numbers. [gives two thumbs-ups] Keep those ideas coming, Patrick.
Patrick: [pulls the rope, only for a bell to weakly ding, then pulls it again] Huh? [the machine above coughs, pulls the rope a few more times while getting nervous] How about a disappearing trick? [hides behind a yellow cloth and sneaks off muttering nervously]
Squidina: [in her director's seat as Patrick approaches] What gives, Patrick? Where's the next segment?
Patrick: [panting] We're all out of idea bricks!
Squidina: We're... [yells into the megaphone] Whaaat? [tosses megaphone and grabs Patrick's forehead] We need that brain of yours to get an idea, pronto.
Patrick: [grabs a box] Maybe we got brick-shaped props that can help. [hits a concrete brick to his face] No. [hits a boombox to his face] Still nothing. [hits SpongeBob to his face]
SpongeBob: Sorry about that.
Patrick: [throws SpongeBob and groans nervously]
Squidina: We'll just have to make our own idea brick. But first... [runs to the stage] Patrick will be right back. [chuckles nervously] I-in the meantime, please welcome, uh... Mr. Cymbals! [chuckles nervously while winding up a toy, then backs away as Mr. Cymbals plays the cymbals]
Lawnies: [cheering]
[Cymbals transition to Patrick and Squidina reading books in the kitchen.]
Squidina: According to this recipe book, the main ingredient in bricks is sand.
Patrick: [gets up, excited] Oh, oh, oh! I think I have at least a foot of sand in my ear. [his ear pours out sand that turns into a shape of a foot, which he picks up]
Squidina: Now for the ideas part. [stretches her right arm up the stairs to retrieve a spell book from of the bathroom]
Cecil: [points from inside the bathroom] Hey, I was reading that to Tinkle.
[The book roars before Squidina cuts the book into pieces. The book whimpers, then Squidina puts the pieces into a bowl. Patrick puts the sand foot into the bowl. Squidina uses a mixer to mix the ingredients together, then uses mitts to put it in the oven. Flame transition to a snail timer dinging.]
Squidina: The brick is ready. [opens the oven; smoke transition to her dropping the grotesque brick onto a plate, which breaks] I think we cooked it too long. It looks bad. [malevolent laughter is heard as smoke leaves the brick, which she hesitantly picks up] We should probably throw this one--
Patrick: At my head. [puts on a target helmet and bends over]
Squidina: Eh. [pulls out a cannon and puts the brick inside, then covers her eyes and activates the cannon to shoot the brick into Patrick's head]
Patrick: [crashes through several walls, groans, falls over, and the wall cutouts fall onto him]
Squidina: Any ideas?
Patrick: [emerges from the wall pieces wearing a devil costume] I've got an idea, all right. [flames rise from the wall pieces] A bad idea.
Lawnies: [still cheering for Mr. Cymbals as Patrick breaks through the wall with Squidina grabbing onto his cape]
Squidina: Wait. What's your bad... [grunts] idea?
Patrick: Just watch. [giggles sinisterly while approaching a stranger and throws Squidina off his cape] Hey, Tiny, I thought you had to have muscles to wear a muscle shirt.
Greaser fish: [gets angry and grows, roars at Patrick, then shrinks back and approaches his grandma] Gamma, he hurt my feelings. [cries as his grandma holds him]
Mabel: Aw, Gammy will fix it hon. [throws away the greaser fish]
Patrick: [chuckles maliciously] And as for you-- [Gammy hits Patrick with her purse; groans from a hole as Squidina picks him up] That was a bad idea.
Squidina: Ah, let's go see if we can fix that brick machine. [drags Patrick along with her as the screen wipes back to Mr. Cymbals playing for the Lawnies]
Lawnies: [cheering]
Patrick: [grabbing onto the brick machine, banging his head into it] We just need one more idea brick! [a brick comes out, gasps] Like that one!
[The brick comes to life and goes back into the machine.]
Patrick and Squidina: Get it!
[Squidina bounces off of Patrick to go inside the machine, then drags Patrick inside. They go up various pipes as various wacky objects and people are seen nearby. Several windows light up as they continue along the pipes. A structure that resembles a face exhales to let them go through. Patrick and Squidina fly through three black and white pipes, and a sidewalk tile that has cat facial features spits them out. They both splat on the ground as the tile drops back down.]
Patrick and Squidina: [groan, disoriented as stars circle above their heads; looking at each other] Hm? Whoa. [they see various odd creatures as the camera pans upward] Hm. Woah. Wow.
[A hand extending from an upside-down house uses a plane to write the text "Welcome to RandomLand!"]
Patrick: [reading the clouds in the sky with Squidina's voice] "Welcome to RandomLand"? [looking at a one-eyed creature flying above] Ugh, this place is weird.
Squidina: [with Patrick's voice] How do you figure?
Patrick and Squidina: [look down at their bodies to see their bodies are switched and warped] Huh? [they scramble to get their bodies back to normal]
Patrick: Now let's go find that brick.
Squidina: Patrick, you can't just run around randomly in RandomLand. [points to a street sign with gibberish text] What does this sign say?
[The words on the sign turn out to be bugs.]
Squidina: Of course. [the brick circles around Patrick and runs away] Look, Patrick, it's the brick. After him!
[Patrick and Squidina chase the brick around the sign then split up as the brick gets away. The brick hides under the a table in an upside-town house.]
Patrick: Hey! Anyone here see a brick?
Brick 1: [a sentient brick] No, but maybe my roommate has.
Brick 2: [mixing batter in a bowl] Are you looking for a brick?
Brick 3: [a brick with legs] Ah, yeah. I heard about bricks once.
Chimney: Uh, are you guys talking about bricks in here?
Bricks: Brick, brick, brick... [continue saying "brick"]
Patrick: There's something weird going on here. [several more brick creatures are now talking] But I can't figure out what.
Squidina: [runs up to a head-like dome and pulls its nose] Hello? Have you seen a walking brick around here?
House: Ooh! Is it rectangular?
Squidina: Yes.
House: Red?
Squidina: Yes.
House: And full of ideas?
Squidina: Yes! Have you seen it?
House: No. [laughs and blasts off]
Squidina: [the pathway kicks her away, making her scream.
[The scene changes to Patrick playing with a worm while Squidina sits down. Several more worms appear.]
Patrick: This place is so much fun.
Squidina: Yeah, but we still haven't found that idea brick. We need some new ideas, like--
[A loud clank is heard.]
Chimney top 1: Edible shoes!
Chimney top 2: [the brick hits the other chimney top] With a side of inedible socks!
Bird: [gets hit by the brick] Musical paint!
[The brick lands on Patrick's hard hat and keeps trying to hit it.]
Patrick: Found you!
Squidina: [tries catching the brick with a jellyfish net, but it gets away]
Patrick: Nothing but net. [laughs]
[The brick runs into a library, and Patrick and Squidina stop before it.]
Patrick: The "li-bary"! [a horn shushes him] Oh, sorry. [quieter] The "li-bary."
[Patrick and Squidina tiptoe inside and open the doors, making some bird-like books fly away. They walk inside]
Patrick: Here, bricky, bricky, brick.
Patrick and Squidina: [gasp as they see a bird on top of a building, where bricks gather around it] Idea bricks have mothers?
Bird: [her head reaches out to eat some flying books]
Patrick: What's she doing?
[The bird sees someone reading a book and grabs the book, bringing the person with her. She eats the book and the lightbulb on her head lights up.]
Squidina: She's consuming knowledge.
[A whistle blows and bricks come out of the bird's back to slide down a pipe.]
Patrick: And laying idea bricks! So that's where idea bricks come from.
Squidina: If we nab that bird, we'll never run out of idea bricks again. Come on! [she and Patrick tiptoe excitedly]
[Patrick and Squidina stop for a second to see the bird chasing someone else. They slide on the slide backwards and jump on two floating books to get to a building.]
Bird: [squawks]
Squidina: Okay, we got to get this bird home. Lucky, I came up with a great idea. [holds up a book] We glue a bunch of books together as bait for the bird, and then we... [the bird eats the books] That's okay, 'cause I got a real sneaky plan where we can-- [the bird eats Squidina's thoughts; screams] She can eat through thoughts too? How do you kidnap a giant bird if you can't even think about it?
Patrick: Don't worry, Squidina, I've got an idea!
Squidina: Uh, I don't know, Pat--
Patrick: Okay, here it goes. Uh... [he thinks of a scribble, which the bird eats, then coughs] Uh... [thinks of TV static, and the bird eats it only to cough again] Almost there. [groans as he thinks of a gas meter, which the bird eats and malfunctions, falling onto the building Patrick is standing on] Huh?
Squidina: Your lack of coherent ideas starved the bird of nutrients. [gives a thumbs-up] Good job, Patrick.
Patrick: Ha, thanks. I couldn't have done it without me. [he and Squidina get on the bird] Now let's fly home. [Squidina pulls his back like a putter to make him as they fly back home, disappearing with a glimmer]
[Back at home, the Lawnies watch in awe as Mr. Cymbals imitates a Shakespearean poet.]
Mr. Cymbals: Alas, poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio.
[The bird, Patrick, and Squidina crash land through the top of the TV.]
Squidina: Now, back to the show!
[Patrick screams as he falls off the bird and lands on Mr. Cymbals.]
Patrick: And we're back! [throws away the skull]
Lawnies: [groan]
Patrick: [pushing away Mr. Cymbals with his foot] We got new and improved ideas. Ready? Three, two... [pulls the rope, making the bird fall onto the stage; defends himself with the Shakespeare book, which the bird eats]
Bird: [squawks and flies away]
Lawnies: Whoa!
Timmy: [a brick lands on his head] Friends...
Ryan: [a brick lands on his head] Romans...
Incindetal 163: [a brick lands on his head] Countrymen...
Incidental 166: [a brick lands on his head] Lend me your ears.
Patrick: Hey, Idea Bird, those are my ideas! [runs over the Lawnies like bowling pins as he chases the bird like a dog]
Old lady on a bench: [a brick lands on her head] Mobile toilets.
Norton: [a brick lands on his head] Quantum clowning. [tips over]
Patrick: [chasing the bird] Come back with my ideas!
GrandPat: [with a brick on his head] I got an idea. The end.
[The camera irises out on the brick, which falls down and crashes.]