Squidward's Suffering

"Squidward's Suffering" is an episode of Testicular Torsion.
==Transcript==
[INT. BIKINI BOTTOM - DAY Squidward strolls down the street, carrying a bag of groceries. He smirks, enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet.]
Squidward: [under his breath] It sure is nice to finally have a moment to myself... away from those annoying neighbors.
[Just as Squidward reaches the intersection, a CAR comes zooming by, completely blindsiding him. Squidward's eyes widen in terror as the car SLAMS into him, sending him flying through the air. Time slows down, emphasizing the absurdity of the situation. Squidward's body twists and contorts in slow-motion, limbs flailing like a marionette. His bag of groceries flies through the air, unleashing a shower of food items. With a sickening CRASH, Squidward crashes back down to the ground, his body bouncing and flopping like a ragdoll. He lies there, dazed and battered, surrounded by the scattered remnants of his groceries.]
Squidward: [dazed] Well, that was unexpected.
[Squidward, groaning in pain, manages to crawl towards the driver's side of the car, his voice filled with anger and disbelief.]
Squidward: [gritting his teeth] Hey, what the fuck do you think you're doing? Are you gonna do something about this?
[But before Squidward can finish his sentence, the driver, wearing a maniacal grin, slams the pedal to the metal. The car lurches forward, running Squidward over again, this time with even more force. Squidward's screams of agony and profanity fill the air as his body contorts in unimaginable pain. He curses like a sailor, unleashing a torrent of expletives that would make a drunken sailor blush. The car doesn't show any signs of stopping or remorse. It speeds off, leaving Squidward writhing in agony on the ground, his body broken and his spirit shattered.]
Squidward: [through gritted teeth] You fucking... son of a bitch!
[Squidward, writhing in agony on the ground, desperately reaches out to the passing pedestrians, his voice filled with pain and desperation.]
Squidward: [pleading] Please, someone help me! Take me to the hospital! I'm fucking hurt!
[But to Squidward's dismay, the pedestrians completely ignore his cries for help. They walk past him as if he's nothing more than an insignificant speck on the pavement. One person, engrossed in their phone, actually steps right on Squidward, causing him to unleash a blood-curdling scream and a volley of profanity.]
Squidward: [screaming in pain] Fucking hell! Are you blind, you motherfucking imbecile?
[The pedestrians continue on their merry way, completely indifferent to Squidward's suffering. Their apathy only fuels his anguish, intensifying his cries of pain and his relentless stream of curses. Squidward's world has become a bleak and cruel place, where even in his most vulnerable state, he is met with callous disregard and utter indifference.]
Squidward: [in a pained whisper] Fuck this world... fuck it all…
[Mr. Krabs, happily vaping his JUUL and jingling his money-filled pockets, walks down the street, oblivious to Squidward's plight. But as Squidward spots him, a glimmer of hope emerges through his pain.]
Squidward: [weakly] Mr. Krabs! Thank Neptune, it's you! Help me, please!
[Mr. Krabs, intrigued by Squidward's distress, waddles over, his eyes widening at the sight of his injured coworker.]
Mr. Krabs: [concerned] What in Davy Jones' locker happened to ya, Squidward? Give me the rundown, lad.
[Squidward, his voice filled with a mix of pain and desperation, explains the horrifying events that led him to his current sorry state. He recounts the car collision, the heartless pedestrians, and his plea for someone to take him to the hospital.]
Squidward: [gasping for breath] I've been run over twice, Mr. Krabs! I need medical help. Can you please take me to the hospital?
[Mr. Krabs pauses for a moment, his money-hungry eyes flickering with conflicting emotions. He takes a deep drag from his JUUL and exhales a cloud of fruity vapor.]
Mr. Krabs: [pondering] Well, Squidward, as much as I'd love to help ya, it seems I've got a bit of a conflict of interest. You see, medical bills can cost a pretty penny, and I can't be splurging me hard-earned doubloons on every injured employee.
[Squidward's hope quickly fades, replaced by a mix of disappointment and frustration.]
Squidward: [angry] Are you fucking kidding me, Krabs? This is your chance to show some goddamn compassion! Money isn't everything!
[Mr. Krabs chuckles, his greed seeping through his every word.]
Mr. Krabs: [chuckling] Compassion? That's not a currency I deal in, Squidward. Besides, I've got me Krusty Krab to run. Can't be wasting time on injured employees. Good luck, lad!
[With a shrug and a cloud of vape trailing behind him, Mr. Krabs walks away, leaving Squidward abandoned and broken.]
Squidward: [fuming] What the fuck?! Oh, thank you so much, Mr. Krabs! Your compassion knows no fucking bounds! I guess money really is more important than basic human decency, you greedy crustacean!
[Squidward's words drip with sarcasm and frustration as he unleashes a torrent of expletives that would make a sailor blush. His voice echoes through the empty street, a cathartic release of pent-up anger.]
Squidward: [fuming] Oh, thank you, Mr. Krabs, for showing me the true meaning of friendship and support! I'm so grateful for your fucking concern!
[The air around Squidward crackles with his seething rage. Every word is laced with bitterness and resentment, aimed squarely at the heartless crab who abandoned him in his time of need.]
[SpongeBob and Patrick, engaged in a conversation that delves into adult-oriented topics, walk past Squidward, unaware of his presence. We catch the tail end of their scandalous discussion.]
SpongeBob: [chuckling] And then I said, "That's not a spatula, that's my-"
Patrick: [laughing] Oh, SpongeBob, you always crack me up with your dirty jokes!
[As Squidward hears their conversation, his eyes widen in disbelief and disgust. He sees an opportunity to seek help, no matter how unlikely it may be.]
Squidward: [desperate] SpongeBob! Patrick! Wait!
[SpongeBob and Patrick, their faces flushed from their inappropriate banter, turn to face Squidward, their expressions shifting from amusement to surprise.]
SpongeBob: [startled] Squidward, what's wrong?
[Squidward, his voice trembling with pain and desperation, explains his dire situation, hoping that this unlikely duo might show some compassion.]
Squidward: [strained] I've been run over, ignored, and left to suffer. I need help. Can you please take me to the hospital?
[SpongeBob and Patrick exchange glances, their faces clouded with confusion and concern.]
Patrick: [slowly] Uh, Squidward, we're not sure if we can help with that...
Squidward: [angry, pleading] For fuck's sake, SpongeBob! Patrick! This is a matter of life and death! Can't you do something?
[SpongeBob and Patrick exchange another glance, their discomfort apparent. They hesitate, unsure of how to respond to Squidward's desperate plea.]
[SpongeBob, filled with compassion, takes out his phone and dials for an ambulance. As he speaks to the emergency crew, we overhear his conversation.]
SpongeBob: [nervously] Hello? Yes, we need an ambulance! Our friend Squidward has been seriously injured. We're at Coral Avenue near Jellyfish Fields. Please hurry!
[Meanwhile, Squidward, relieved that help is finally on the way, starts expressing his gratitude towards SpongeBob and Patrick.]
Squidward: [teary-eyed] Thank you, SpongeBob! Thank you, Patrick! You have no idea how much this means to me. And to think, Mr. Krabs saw me earlier and did nothing!
[Patrick, upon hearing about Mr. Krabs' indifference, abruptly loses his cool and becomes visibly angry.]
Patrick: [furious] Mr. Krabs?! That heartless, money-grubbing crab! I've had enough of his selfish ways! He can take his precious doubloons and shove them right up his-
[SpongeBob, alarmed by Patrick's sudden outburst, tries to intervene and calm him down.]
SpongeBob: [panicked] Patrick, let's focus on helping Squidward right now. We can deal with Mr. Krabs later, okay?
[But Patrick, fueled by his anger, continues his tirade, his voice filled with righteous indignation.]
Patrick: [angry] No, SpongeBob! I can't stand by and let that greedy crab get away with his heartless actions anymore! It's time someone put him in his place!
[SpongeBob, torn between the urgency of the situation and Patrick's rage, struggles to find a balance.]
SpongeBob: [hesitant] Patrick, I understand your anger, but right now, Squidward needs our support. Let's focus on getting him the help he needs, and we can figure out the rest later, okay?
[As the ambulance arrives, its flashing lights and blaring sirens fill the air. However, in a cruel twist of fate, the ambulance driver accidentally runs over Squidward once again, causing him to let out a blood-curdling scream of pain.]
Squidward: [agony-filled scream] Aaaahhh! Not again!
[The ambulance crew, shocked by their own clumsiness, rush to Squidward's aid. They struggle to lift him onto the stretcher, their movements hindered by the fact that Squidward has been run over multiple times.]
AMBULANCE CREW MEMBER 1: [grunting] Careful, careful! Watch his tentacles!
AMBULANCE CREW MEMBER 2: [straining] This guy has been run over so many times, it's like trying to fit a square peg in a round hole!
[Despite the challenges, the determined ambulance crew perseveres, working together to finally secure Squidward onto the stretcher. They manage to maneuver him into the ambulance, albeit with great difficulty.]
AMBULANCE CREW MEMBER 3: [exhausted] Phew! That was a tough one. We need to be more careful next time.
[Squidward, still groaning in pain, lies on the stretcher, grateful for the assistance despite the additional mishap.]
Squidward: [through gritted teeth] Just get me to the hospital. Please.
[The ambulance crew nods, acknowledging Squidward's request, and closes the doors of the ambulance. With a final burst of sirens, the ambulance speeds off, leaving behind a trail of chaos and a broken and battered Squidward.]
[Inside the moving ambulance, SpongeBob and Patrick sit beside Squidward, their expressions filled with concern and worry.]
SpongeBob: [softly] Hang in there, Squidward. We're here with you. The hospital is just a few minutes away.
Patrick: [nervously] Yeah, Squidward, you're gonna be okay. We're not gonna leave your side.
[Squidward, his body aching from the multiple incidents, grunts in pain but manages a weak smile.]
Squidward: [through gritted teeth] Thanks, guys. I appreciate your support. I never thought I'd say this, but I'm glad I have you both here with me.
[SpongeBob and Patrick exchange a glance, their friendship and loyalty evident.]
SpongeBob: [gently] We're always here for you, Squidward, no matter what. We'll get through this together.
Patrick: [determined] And when we're done with this hospital thing, we'll take care of Mr. Krabs. He can't keep treating you like this!
[Squidward's eyes widen in surprise at Patrick's sudden determination.]
Squidward: [astonished] Patrick, I never knew you had it in you. Thank you, both of you. Maybe things can change for the better.
[INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY Squidward lies in a hospital bed, surrounded by medical equipment and monitors. The doctor, a stern yet caring figure, stands at the foot of the bed, reviewing Squidward's injuries with a clipboard in hand. SpongeBob and Patrick stand nearby, their expressions filled with concern and lingering anger towards Mr. Krabs.]
Doctor: [sympathetically] Well, Squidward, you've had quite the ordeal. Multiple fractures, severe contusions, and some internal bleeding. You're lucky to be alive.
[Squidward winces as the doctor gently touches his bandaged limbs.]
Squidward: [grateful] Thank you, Doctor. I appreciate all your help.
Doctor: [nods] You're welcome, Squidward. Now, I'll make sure you receive the care you need to recover properly.
[Patrick clenches his fists, his anger towards Mr. Krabs still boiling inside him.]
Patrick: [fuming] That greedy crab should've helped Squidward when he was hurt! It's not right!
[SpongeBob places a reassuring hand on Patrick's shoulder, trying to calm him down.]
SpongeBob: [softly] I understand your anger, Patrick, but right now, let's focus on Squidward's recovery. We can address Mr. Krabs' actions later.
[Patrick takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself.]
Patrick: [resolute] You're right, SpongeBob. Squidward's well-being is our priority.
[The doctor finishes jotting down some notes on the clipboard and turns to address SpongeBob, Patrick, and Squidward.]
Doctor: [sincerely] I'll make sure Squidward gets the best care possible. Rest assured, we'll do everything we can to help him heal.
[Squidward musters a weak smile, appreciating the support from his friends and the medical staff.]
Squidward: [softly] Thank you, Doctor. And thank you, SpongeBob and Patrick. I don't know what I'd do without you both.
SpongeBob: [grinning] We're just glad you're going to be okay, Squidward. We'll be here for you every step of the way.
[Squidward lies in the hospital bed, still recovering from his injuries. SpongeBob, Patrick, and the doctor are by his side when, out of nowhere, Mr. Krabs bursts into the room, his eyes wide with worry.]
Mr. Krabs: [panicked] Squidward! Are ye alright, me boy? I heard what happened, and I just had to make sure ye were okay!
[Patrick's eyes narrow as he sees Mr. Krabs enter the room, his anger simmering beneath the surface.]
Patrick: [gritting his teeth] You! How dare you show up here after what you did! Squidward needed help, and you abandoned him!
[Mr. Krabs, visibly nervous, starts to stammer, searching for excuses to defend his actions.]
Mr. Krabs: [trying to justify himself] Well, ya see, Patrick, I... I had important business to attend to. The Krusty Krab can't run itself, ya know! And besides, I thought someone else would help Squidward.
[Patrick clenches his fists, his patience wearing thin.]
Patrick: [enraged] Thought someone else would help? You're his employer, Krabs! It's your responsibility to look out for your employees!
[Mr. Krabs, realizing his attempts at justification are failing, frantically looks around the room for something, anything, to defend himself.]
Mr. Krabs: [desperately] But... but look! I brought a gift basket! It's filled with... uh, Krabby Patties and... uh, doubloons! Yes, doubloons!
[Patrick's eyes narrow even further as he sees through Mr. Krabs' feeble attempt to distract him.]
Patrick: [furious] This isn't about your stupid gift basket, Krabs! It's about Squidward and how you left him to suffer!
[Mr. Krabs, fearing Patrick's imminent attack, starts backing away, his voice filled with panic.]
Mr. Krabs: [defensively] Now, now, Patrick, let's not do anything we'll regret! I'm sorry, okay? I didn't realize the extent of Squidward's injuries. I'll make it up to him, I promise!
[The tension in the room reaches its peak as Patrick lunges at Mr. Krabs, fueled by his anger and the desire for justice. SpongeBob, quick on his feet, jumps between them, desperately trying to defuse the situation.]
SpongeBob: [pleading] Patrick, please! Violence won't solve anything! Let's find another way to address this!
[But Patrick, consumed by rage, ignores SpongeBob's pleas. He lands a powerful blow on Mr. Krabs, causing him to stumble backward. The impact is so forceful that Mr. Krabs' shell cracks, revealing the vulnerability beneath.]
Mr. Krabs: [painfully] Arrgh! Me poor shell!
[SpongeBob, filled with concern for both his friends, steps in again, shielding Mr. Krabs from further harm.]
SpongeBob: [determined] That's enough, Patrick! We can't let our anger consume us. Let's find a peaceful resolution.
[Patrick hesitates, his anger subsiding slightly as he sees the pain he has caused. He takes a step back, breathing heavily.]
Patrick: [reluctantly] Fine, SpongeBob. But he needs to make things right. Squidward deserves justice.
[Mr. Krabs, clutching his broken shell, musters the strength to speak, his voice filled with remorse.]
Mr. Krabs: [contrite] You're right, Patrick. I was wrong to neglect Squidward when he needed help. I promise to make amends, to take responsibility for my actions.
[Squidward, still recovering in his hospital bed, looks on, his expression a mix of pain and hope.]
Squidward: [weakly] Mr. Krabs... just... make sure this never happens again.
[Mr. Krabs, still nursing his injuries, nods solemnly, his voice filled with sincerity.]
Mr. Krabs: [agreed] I'll make it right, Squidward. Starting from this moment, I'll be a better employer and friend.
[As the scene fades, the friends share a moment of reflection, knowing that their actions will define their future relationships. The path to redemption and forgiveness lies ahead, but they are determined to walk it together. END OF EPISODE]
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