Oldhead to the Future

Rich Man Jenkins is the twenty-first episode of Bikini Bottom Jenkins and the sixth episode of Season Two.
==Synopsis==
Old Man Jenkins goes into Patrick's time closet to prove to GrandPat he is the oldest man in Bikini Bottom. However, Jenkins ends up being stuck in the future where he doesn't understand anything that is happening. 
==Transcript==
(The episode begins with Jenkins sitting at the dinner table with the Star family)
Jenkins: Why did you folks invite me here again?
Cecil: Who are you again?
GrandPat: (points to Jenkins) You, sonny, keep saying that you're the oldest. You're clearly not, look at me!
(Close-up of GrandPat’s yucky skin)
Jenkins: Delightful, I didn't need to see that.
GrandPat: Look, do you really, REALLY want me to prove to you that I'm older than you?
Jenkins: (scoffs) That's because you don't have any proof.
GrandPat: (opens door to reveal time closet)
Jenkins: I- uhh… WHAT!
GrandPat: Get in, you old coot! Time’s a wastin’! Time to go back in time to when I was born!
(GrandPat shoves Jenkins into the time closet, and accidentally sets the time to 2323 A.D., instead of 2323 B.C. Jenkins is heard screaming as he travels through time, seeing several things pass by in the time warp to the future. He ends up on the other side, faceplanting onto a conveyor belt.)
Jenkins: (getting up) Where the devil am I?
(Jenkins looks around, seeing that everything is covered in a chrome tint. Several civilians are riding in hovercrafts along the conveyor belts. Then, two hovercrafts crash into each other, just barely missing Jenkins.)
Jenkins: Hey, watch where you’re going, dag nabbit!
Citizen: (gasps) It’s an oldhead!
Jenkins: Oh, come on, I’m not THAT old.
Citizen: What time period are you even from? (pulls out phone camera) I need evidence for my blog!
Jenkins: (scoffs) I’m not an object you can use for your stupid blog. (shoves the citizen out of the way and moves along)
Citizen: (recording with phone camera) This is rizztastic!
Jenkins: (yelling back) (dolphin chirp) OFF! I’m not that interesting!
Citizen: In Ohio, it is!
Jenkins: What’s an Ohio?!
Citizen: (shrugs) Clam up, my man.
Jenkins: (groans) How did I end up in the future, and not the past? Honestly the future feels a lot more like hell. (sighs) I’m getting hungry, might as well try to get a bite to eat around here.
(Jenkins walks around, looking at his surroundings in awe. He eyes a Krusty Krab-like building up ahead)
Jenkins: (points ahead) Food ho!
Random lady: (offended) Hey!
Jenkins: Not you!
Random lady: (scoffs, storms off)
(Jenkins enters the establishment, and an alarm goes off)
Jenkins: W-what’s going on?!
Robot Mr. Krabs: (gets in front of Jenkins) We require all humans to undergo the CAPTCHA test. Required by law, I apologize. (shoves a button in front of Jenkins, which he presses) You are free to enter.
Jenkins: Oooookay then. Fine with me, I suppose.
Robot Mr. Krabs: Payin’ customers must also dance with me. (grabs Jenkins’ hand and starts square dancing with him)
Jenkins: WH- I DIDNT PAY FOR ANYTHING YET!
Robot Mr. Krabs: Yeah you did. Telepathically.
Jenkins: The future is weird.
(Cut back to GrandPat, panicking)
GrandPat: I sent that young geezer into the future by accident! Ohh, what am I gonna do?
Squidina: My suggestion? Wait it out.
GrandPat: Wait it out? Sister, are you mad?! He’s stuck in the future because of me! I can’t be liable for that!
Squidina: I’ve been here thousands of times. Trust me, it happens.
GrandPat: (sighs) If you say so.
(Cut back to Jenkins, who is walking on the conveyor belts, exhausted)
Jenkins: Phew, square dancing is exhausting. (wipes sweat from face) Oh, I gotta find a way outta here! (runs off) Surely there’s time machines in this time period that I can use.
Vendor: Step right up, sir, and get your free time machine!
Jenkins: Ooh, how convenient.
Vendor: BUT! You must pay a price!
Jenkins: …but you just said it was free.
Vendor: (chortles) Free in money, yes. Free in effort, no.
Jenkins: Oh come on, is it another one of these stupid challenge things?
Vendor: Goodness, no! I only request one thing: take my hand in marriage? (flutters eyelashes)
Jenkins: Uhh… (hesitating) Sure, why not.
Vendor: (kisses Jenkins on head) Great! (runs off) I’ll get the wedding started! Oh, almost forgot.
(The Vendor gives Jenkins a portable time machine)
Vendor: Have fun, hun! (leaves)
Jenkins: Pfft, what a weirdo. I’ll never take hand in a guy’s marriage. (opens package) Hmm, now how does this work?
(Jenkins pulls out the instructions and reads them)
Jenkins: Just press the button and set the time. Interesting. Now how does this come to- (opens package fully, and the time machine suddenly grows and lands behind him) Oh. I see now. Very futuristic. Hmm… (pulls out phone and goes on social media) WHAT DO YOU MEAN ALL MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD? (scoffs) Losers didn’t even live past 100. Scruffheads. (puts phone away) Alright, that’s enough doomscrolling for now. (steps into time machine, pulls lever) Pull the lever… (the time machine comes on, inputs “2023 AD”) put in the time…
Vendor: MARRY ME!
Jenkins: AHHH! (shoves Vendor out of time machine)
Vendor: Ouch! (whimpers away)
(The time machine whirrs and spins as it travels through time, giving Jenkins giant whiplash)
Jenkins: (throws up) Eugh, it got in my mouth!
(The time machine ends up in 2023 AD, and Jenkins falls out of it. He ends up back at the Star family house)
Jenkins: Ow. (rubs head)
Squidina: Oh thank Neptune he’s safe.
GrandPat: Uhh… hello there, youngin’.
Jenkins: There has to be a better way to prove you’re older than me. Don’t ya have a birth certificate or something?
GrandPat: Oh, (pulls out giant stone tablet) this thing? It says here that I was born in… uhh… what number even is that? Is that a seven? Or a five?
Squidina: That’s not even a number in our modern language.
Jenkins: Oh dear. (faints, episode ends)
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