The Taste of Defeat/transcript

This article is a transcript of the Kamp Koral: SpongeBob's Under Years episode "The Taste of Defeat" from season 1, which aired on May 26, 2023.

[At breakfast time, the campers are waiting in line for their slop from Plankton. Plankton delivers the slop to a camper, but it whines and hops off the tray. The next camper, an anchovy, hides his tray behind his back when Plankton holds out the slop.]
Plankton: What are you waiting for, you little obliviot? This breakfast slop isn't gonna serve itself. [drops the slop on his tray] At least not yet, but I'm working on it. [laughs] Now scram!
Anchovy: [runs away] Meep meep meep meep meep!
Plankton: [giggles]
[The campers start gagging. One camper sticks his fork in his slop, and the slop takes the fork.]
Camper: Huh?
Female camper: Ew! [uses her fork, which makes the slop jump] Blech.
[Mo and Larry play ping pong with the slop, using the table as a makeshift court.]
Plankton: [with a spoon] Hey! Stop playing with your food! I stood over a [gesturing to his kitchen] hot stove for 90 seconds! So bow down and chow down! [he hears a banging noise] Huh?
[The campers, disgusted, throw away their slop in a trash can one by one.]
Plankton: [laughs] Nincompoops. [tosses his spoon into a pot, and hops down from the canteen]
[A camper dumps her slop into the trash, and the camera zooms into the trash can, where the slop falls down a pipe and back into a pot in the kitchen.]
Plankton: Waste not, want not. [grabs a ketchup bottle and squirts ketchup into the slop] A few squirts of the old red dye number 40, [tosses the ketchup bottle, and stirs the pot] and breakfast blue slop [as he mixes the pot, the slop turns purple] becomes lavender lunch slop. [hops next to a toaster, and looks at his reflection] Who's an evil genius?
Reflection: [snaps fingers] You are!
Plankton: Darn right I am! They may hate my slop, but I'm the only food game in camp, baby. High five! [the two high five, which burns his hand] Ouch! [blows out his hand, and the toaster pops out a piece of toast] Uh oh. [the toast crushes him]
Reflection: A toast to the evil genius.
[Cut back to the campers at breakfast, where a camper holds out his slop, disgusted. SpongeBob, Sandy, and Patrick are sitting at a table with their slop.]
SpongeBob: [tries to insert his spoon into the slop, but it refuses to touch it] Even my spoon is rejecting it. [strains to make it accept the slop, but the spoon jumps away, whines like a dog, and floats away]
Patrick: You can't show weakness in front of your grub, SpongeBob. We're higher on the chain of foods. [pointing to the slop] You just gotta show it who's boss. [picks up the slop and tries to put it in his mouth, but the slop grows arms and legs and pushes up against his mouth]
Slop: Are we really so different, [pokes Patrick's eye] you and I?
Patrick: Hmm. Technically, I'm hungrier. [successfully eats the slop]
Sandy: You know, if we were in Texas, we'd be burying this lunch in a shallow grave. What I wouldn't give for something edible.
[A tree stump taps Patrick with its branch.]
Patrick: Huh? [looks into the stump, which opens]
Voice: [speaking gibberish] Grub?
Patrick: [nodding] Uh-huh! [pointing] Hey, that magic stump is telling me, he knows where we can find delicious food!
Sandy: Well I'll be flim-flam frittered! What're we waitin' for? [hops into the stump]
SpongeBob: Tally ho! [jumps into the stump as well; Patrick jumps on top of them and they all fall through the stump]
[The scene flips upside down as it shows Narlene running a shack, and SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy fall out of the stump.]
Narlene: Howdy, friends! Welcome to my new restaurant, [gesturing to the top of the building] Narlene's Dewslapper Cafe. I hope you're ready to strap on your vittle bag! [sucks on one of the bags]
Nobby: [gesturing] This way.
[The trio make their way over to a table. Nobby sets down three menus, and they all grab their menus and read them. The menus are in the shapes of dead sea bunnies.]
Sandy: Huh.
Patrick: Huh.
SpongeBob: Everything looks good. I think.
Sandy: [to Nobby] Uh, it's all written in gibberish. Can you recommend something, Nobby?
Nobby: [looks at the menu and points to something, speaking gibberish]
Sandy: Okay, three of those.
Nobby: [in gibberish] Coming right up. [runs away, and the menus all follow him]
[Nobby comes out of the shack with a silver platter and runs over to the table. He duplicates himself and opens the silver platters for SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy.]
SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy: Oh!
[SpongeBob and Patrick laugh at each other, then stuff their faces with the food. SpongeBob spits out the bones, and Patrick licks the food off of his and SpongeBob's faces, causing SpongeBob's eyes to fall off.]
Patrick: Taste lickin' good!
[Sandy presses a button on her suit, shoves the food inside of her suit, and starts scarfs it down. She burps and sighs.]
SpongeBob: [blows chef's kiss] My compliments to the chef.
Sandy: C'mon, y'all! Let's tell the whole camp about this place.
Narlene: [waving] Y'all come back now, you hear?
Nobby: [high-fiving Narlene's foot] Uh huh.
French Narrator: The next morning.
[A rooster crows as Plankton opens up the canteen for breakfast. He holds up a spoonful of the slop.]
Plankton: Come and get- [drops the slop] it?
[There are no campers at breakfast.]
Plankton: Where is everybody? [rings a triangle with his spoon] Breakfast!
[Again, nobody is there, and a tumbleweed passes by.]
Plankton: No campers. Huh, well that makes my job easier.
Mr. Krabs: [appears] No campers means no job. Which means no pay for [pokes Plankton] you, and more money for [points to himself] me. [laughs as the wind carries him away]
Plankton: I need that money for my college fund! [growls] I gotta find those idiot campers. [jumps off] Oh, campers! Come out, come out, wherever you are! I have [pulls out a pie] treacle tarts! Huh?
[A camper pokes from behind a rock, looks around, and runs away. Plankton drops the pie in astonishment.]
Plankton: [pointing] There goes one of those ungrateful imps now! [runs towards him] Hey! [peeking through some grass] Homina what?
[He sees Narlene's cafe, where all the campers are eating their food, and Nobby is serving them. In a line, Narlene gives a campter an entire set of ribs, who hops away with joy.]
Plankton: What in the world is this? That backwoods lummox has a restaurant? And those putrid campers are screaming for more? Pfft, better see what the fuss is all about. [he uses a suction cup hook to steal somebody's food, and takes a bite out of it] Huh?
[Plankton launches into the air out of joy, and leaps into the clouds, prancing on them.]
Plankton: It's heavenly. This can't be happening. [loses his joy] Good food and happy kids? That's not what summer is about. [pointing to himself] I'll put a stop to this. Time to rain on her food parade.
[Plankton laughs and falls from the clouds as a rain drop. He lands in a soup bowl that Nobby is serving to Patrick.]
Patrick: [gets served the bowl] Cha-cha-cha-chowder! [drops some crackers into the soup] Hmm? [looks under the table] Huh.
[One by one, Plankton eats the crackers in the soup. Patrick gets up from under the table and sees the crackers are gone. He groans and puts in more crackers. As he is about to use his spoon, the crackers disappear again. He looks around and puts his hands in the soup. He raises the bowl and sets it back down.]
Patrick: What happened to my crackers?! [places crackers into the bowl again, which once again disappear]
[Patrick groans and facepalms. He tiptoes his hand and places a cracker into the bowl, only for it to disappear once again. He starts barking at his soup, and Plankton spits the soup into his eyes, making them burn. Patrick rubs his eyes.]
Patrick: Hey! [points to his chowder] There's something wrong with my chowder!
Nobby: Say what now? [sniffs the bowl] Needs more razor clams. [runs off and comes back with a razor clam]
[The razor clam growls, and is placed into the bowl. It starts biting and chasing Plankton, who screams. He jumps out of the bowl, and the clam latches onto him. Plankton runs into a fork, and jump off the table. Patrick once again places crackers into the soup, and puts out his pinky fingers.]
Patrick: Pinkies out! [slurps the chowder] [sighs, and makes the "ok" gesture] Perfect.
Plankton: [pulls the clam off of him] [paces] Hmm. I got it! If I can't destroy the food, I'll destroy the ambience! [laughs]
[Bubble transition to Plankton directing some skunk snails, which have shock collars on.]
Plankton: Now go into that seabilly simpleton's restaurant, and [yelling and pointing] skunk that place up! [presses a button on his wrist to shock the snails twice, and then the battery runs out] Huh? [keeps pressing the button, and the snails growl at him] [laughs nervously] Nice angry skunk snails.
[Plankton screams and runs away, and the snails release their odor onto him in the kelp bush. Stink cloud transition back to Plankton's lab.]
Plankton: Well, this stinks. [sighs]
Karen: One tomato juice de-skunker, [places the bottle next to Plankton and opens it] coming up.
Plankton: I need to get those campers away from that backwoods barbecuer, and her gustatory delights.
Karen: [picks up Plankton and drops him into the bottle of tomato juice and begins shaking it] Why don't you just take some cooking classes? [pours Plankton into a glass of the tomato juice]
Plankton: That's it! [tips over the glass and the tomato juice spills onto him] I'll steal her recipes! [rubbing hands together] And I know just how to do it.
Karen: Glad I could help.
[Bubble transition to Narlene's shack. Plankton is disguised as a sea urchin and hops along the ground. He hops behind a rock, onto a table, under another table, and gets trampled into the ground by a camper. He digs under the sand and hops onto a ledge. He hops inside the shack, onto the wall, and onto a shelf. He unzips his disguise and jots something down onto a notepad.]
Plankton: Now to steal all of her recipes. [laugh] Huh?
[Plankton sees that Narlene is making the food with only her feet. A piece of toast pops out of a toaster and she spreads butter onto it. She then rolls some meat with her feet, and gets it on her toes. She places it all into a pot and stirs it with her toe. She then licks her foot, and scratches her chin with it.]
Narlene: [snapping her toes like fingers] Needs a little more rosemary.
[With her foot, Narlene grabs a foot on a shelf and uses a grater to add some "rosemary" to the pot. A voice is heard giggling as the foot is being grated.]
Narlene: Thank you, cousin Rosemary.
Rosemary: [waves her feet] Anytime, hon'.
[Plankton gags, then throws up behind him.]
Plankton: [wipes the vomit off his mouth] Sweet hoof and mouth disease. She is [raging] so done for! [hops down]
[SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy are eating their food, as Plankton holds a megaphone.]
Plankton: [using megaphone] Hey, campers! Are you enjoying your delicious food that's not mine?
SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy: Yes.
Plankton: [using megaphone] Would you like to see how it's made?
SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy: Yes!
Plankton: [hops down] Well, then feast your stupid eyes on this! [uses a handheld laser to cut a hole in Narlene's shack, bringing down an entire side of the wall] She's making your precious food [camera zooms in to Narlene] with her feet!
Narlene: [notices everyone watching her] Huh?
SpongeBob, Patrick, and Sandy: Huh? [all gag]
Camper: Yuck, ew! [disgusted, he finds a hair and Band-Aid in his food] [picks up yucky-looking corn] This corn is made from corns! And the onions [picks up an onion] are bunions!
[The campers gag, run away, and scream. Plankton laughs, and Narlene and Nobby approach him, mad.]
Plankton: See you back at the canteen, chumps! [laughs]
Narlene: [growls]
Plankton: Now what have you got to say for yourself?
Narlene: Looks like you're footin' the bill, [using her foot, she shows Plankton a bill] Plankton. [crushes Plankton with the bill]
Plankton: [gets up] I can't afford that! [crosses his arms]
Narlene: [her horn pokes Plankton] Oh, really?
[Fade to Plankton in dishwasher clothing, on top of a bunch of plates in Narlene's shack.]
Plankton: I have to wash all these dishes?
Narlene: [using her feet, she grabs the soap and squirts it onto Plankton] Less talkin', [drops Plankton into a barrel of water] more scrubbin'.
Plankton: [spits out water and gasps for air, but gets picked up by Narlene's foot and is used to scrub the dishes] [sighs] The agony of... defeat.
[The episode ends as the camera irises out.]