Operation Situation

Operation Situation is the ninth episode of season three, and the forty-ninth episode overall of Welcome to Fancyland!. It was written by Erik Nicholaz and FireMatch. The original episode idea is by Erik Nicholaz.
==Plot==
After a freak accident, Squidward becomes seriously injured, and requires a very crucial operation that costs more money than Fancyland can ever afford, so SpongeBob and Patrick have to find ways to earn cash.
==Synopsis==
The episode begins with Squidward walking out of the “Full of Health” store with two huge bags full of canned bread.
“Ahh, another gorgeous day!” Squidward says. “And without SpongeBob and Patrick doing something braindead within the first 4 hours! This must be my lucky day!”
Just as he approaches his house, he sees SpongeBob and Patrick in a shopping cart, giggling.
“Just as I thought I would finally get my peace in this place… What on Earth are you two idiots doing NOW?!” Squidward demands.
“We just taped a bunch of jetpacks to a shopping cart to see if it’s gonna fly!” Patrick answers.
Squidward facepalms. “That might be your stupidest idea ever!”
“Is it?” SpongeBob inquires, in an unusually serious tone. “Is it our stupidest idea yet, Squidward? Is it any stupider than our previous ideas?”
“You never think twice before you do something. I mean, look at this! You might fall down and hurt yourself!”
“Which is why we replaced the cart wheels with a huge mattress to soften the landing.” SpongeBob taps the mattress.
“Still, it’s stupid, and you know it.”
“Why would you care? You don’t even like fun!”
“Oh, thanks for reminding me, I better get home to consume my precious canned bread. These bags are getting kinda heavy…” Squidward goes to his house.
“Go on then! Yeah, move along, loser, we don’t need you ruining our fun!” SpongeBob yells.
“Yeah!” Patrick yells. “Snobby grumpy octopuses are not welcome here!”
“Alright, Pat, ready?”
“Ready!”
“And one… Two…” SpongeBob presses the button on his remote and launches the shopping cart in the sky, flying across the town.
“Hey, I can see my house from here!” Patrick says.
“Hey, I can see MY house from here!” SpongeBob says.
They both laugh as they continue flying.
“Hey, shouldn’t these jetpacks run out of juice soon enough?” Patrick asks.
“I suppose so…”
The jetpacks malfunction as the carts fly through the town, scaring citizens.
“Hey, watch it, weirdos!” a guy says.
“Some people…” another mumbles.
“Hey, isn’t that a “CashWadMart” shopping cart?” a girl says.
“Never heard of such a place before, ma’am!” SpongeBob says to her.
The two continue flying around until they fly towards Squidward’s window at full speed, screaming.
“Ahh, finally, rest and relaxation. My cans of bread stacked into a neat pyramid, my can opener prepared, now I’m gonna open them one by one, starting with… The top…” Squidward gazes upon the huge canned bread pyramid. “Why did I even stack them like that?!”
SpongeBob and Patrick scream as they approach Squidward’s window, which he notices.
“I told these two they’d get injured. Wait, wha-”
The cart flies straight into the window, crashing into the canned bread pyramid, as “Strike!” appears in the air. The cart then flies around the room for a while until it hits Squidward, flying out of the window and falling on the ground. Patrick falls head first into a puddle while SpongeBob falls neatly on the ground like a leaf.
“Ooooohh, that’s right, I’m a sponge, how could I forget?” SpongeBob remarks.
SpongeBob and Patrick then run to Squidward, who lays on the ground unconscious.
“Squidward? Squidward, wake up!” SpongeBob shouts as he shakes Squidward. “Squidwaaaard!!! Oh, I’m so sorry I didn’t listen to you… I should’ve never done this…”
Patrick hugs Squidward while sobbing uncontrollably. “I’m so sorry I stole 5 bucks out of your wallet!!!”
“Wait, what?” SpongeBob says.
“At least I left him an apology note afterwards.”
Cut to the hospital, where Squidward is tied to multiple health supports at once.
“What’s wrong with him, doc?” SpongeBob asks.
“What’s wrong with YOU?!” the doctor yells back. “What were you even thinking when you were building that cart contraption of yours? You could’ve gotten half of the town killed!”
“You could’ve just… Answered politely, doc.”
“Okay, sorry, it’s just… It’s been a rough couple of years for me and… Anyway, it seems that Mr. Tentacles had suffered a severe brain trauma, which requires a serious operation. However, this operation is rather costly.”
Patrick: How much does it cost?” Patrick asks.
“69 sextillion dollars!” the doctor says.
“Hehe, sex,” SpongeBob chuckles.
“Hehe, 69,” Patrick also chuckles.
“We’re talking about your friend over here!” the doctor says to them.
“Okay, sorry,” Patrick says.
“Also, two of his legs had to be amputated. It's about time he learns to walk on two like all of us…”
“But we don’t have that kind of money!” SpongeBob says to the doctor.
Doctor: Nobody in Fancyland does,” the doctor says. “It just exceeds our yearly income.”
“Well what is the income?”
“68 sextillion.”
“Uh-huh, gotcha.”
“So you better find money in 3 days or the pressure on his brain will be fatal.
“3 DAYS???”
SpongeBob and Patrick run out of the hospital and start frantically searching for money under the trees, bushes, in people’s purses, etc.
“Moneeey, where are yooooou?” SpongeBob coaxes.
“Money-money-money!” Patrick whistles. “C’mere, boy!”
Alady who’s walking a wad of money on a leash comes by. Patrick notices this and grabs a wad, which starts barking and biting him, making him let go of it.
“I knew getting a dog would be a bad idea…” SpongeBob says.
SpongeBob and Patrick run into their respective homes in search of some money, as they simultaneously find some under their bed and in their wallets. They then run into Squidward’s house and get some of his money too.
“Alright, in total, we have… 3 million dollars! Now we just need some-some quintillion whatso quadrillion whatever billion more…”
“If we want to earn money this fast, we have to resort to robbery!” Patrick says.
“Which is exactly what we’ll do…”
Cut to the bank, where the exact replica of the scene from “Doing Time” happens.
“Alright… Put the money in the bag!” SpongeBob yells. “PUT IT IN!!!”
“Wait, didn’t you two already do this like… 20 years ago?” the bank teller, Nat, says.
“Actually, it happened in Mrs. Puff’s dream inside a dream inside of another dream inside of yet another dream…”
“Next!” Nat interrupts.
SpongeBob and Patrick walk out of the bank empty-handed.
“Well, so much for a scene repeat…”
“Hey, how about we…” Patrick whispers something into SpongeBob’s ear.
“Okay, first of all, gross. Like, really gross. Second of all, why would you need to whisper? There are no people in sight, you could’ve just told me outright.”
Patrick points to the audience.
“Oh, right, kids. But still, I don’t think it’s the right way to earn cash.”
Patrick is now dressed as a hooker. “Alright, you do you, buddy.”
SpongeBob facepalms. “Ugh…”
“One day later…” the narrator says.
SpongeBob is sitting on a huge pile of cash, while Patrick returns with yet another wad.
“Alright, in total, we have… 395 billion dollars!” SpongeBob announces. “But it’s still a far cry from our goal…”
“How about we print counterfeit money?” Patrick suggests.
“What are you, crazy? They’ll notice a difference right away!”
“Well, we can’t laugh all the way to the bank anymore!”
“Alright, let’s just do whatever we can, and then count how much we’ve collected so far.”
Montage of them both collecting money, as later they both carry huge wheelbarrows of cash in the sunset along the path through an unknown desert, eventually getting tired.
“600 quintillion dollars…” SpongeBob says, breathing heavily.
“We still have a lot to collect…” Patrick says.
“Yeah…” SpongeBob breathes in, and yells at the top of his lungs. “CURSE YOU, AMERICAN HEALTHCARE!!!”
“Face it, SpongeBob. We won’t make it.”
“We will, we just need some more time…”
“There’s literally 12 hours left, we won’t!”
“Then we need to collect money fast enough!”
We’re already tired from doing all of this. I mean, I worked as a cashier before, but not in three different stores all at once!
SpongeBob mumbles something indistinguishable.
“What did you say, SpongeBob?...”
“I’m too tired to speak at the moment…”
“Yeah, me too, sorta…” They both look into the sunset. “Hey, I’ve been thinking here… Maybe we should just… Pull the plug on Squidward… You know?”
SpongeBob gasps. “What are you saying?! He’s our friend!”
“If he’s our ‘friend’, then why do we always ruin his day with every chance we get? If he’s our ‘friend’, then why do we sabotage his chances to succeed in life? If he’s our 'friend’, THEN WHY ARE WE STILL BOTHERING WITH THIS STUPID PAY???”
“Wh… What do you mean?...”
“You need to learn to let go, SpongeBob. That’s the truth of life.”
SpongeBob stands up. “No, I won’t! Squidward never lost hope in us, and neither will I! I’m gonna try and collect as much cash as I possibly can, and no one’s going to stop me!” SpongeBob carries the wheelbarrows, grunting.
“Alright, you do you, pal. But if Squidward dies, don’t say I never warned ya!”
Some friend he is…” SpongeBob mumbles. “He only cares about pleasuring his stomach… I bet he'll sell his house just to buy a lifetime supply of Krabby Patties…” SpongeBob gets an idea. “Hey, wait a minute…”
In the morning, the doctor is next to Squidward, checking the time.
“Come on… Where are those guys?...” the doctor says impatiently.
SpongeBob suddenly barges in with an enormous bag.
“Like you asked… 69 sextillion dollars…” SpongeBob collapses to the floor.
“About time. Nurse!”
“I'm on it,” the nurse says, and carries Squidward to the operation room with SpongeBob watching.
“Alright, let's just make a small incision here…” The doctor grabs a scalpel and makes a small cut in Squidward's head.
Squidward suddenly wakes up. “Hey, what are you doing?! That's my special area!”
“Squidward! You're okay!” SpongeBob says.
“Well of course I am, what's going on?”
“Oh, sorry, someone else had brain trauma, I misdiagnosed you,” the doctor says. “You just had a small concussion.”
“So… I sold our houses for nothing?” SpongeBob says.
“You did WHAT?!” Squidward shouts.
Yeah, I sold all our houses to pay for your operation! But since you don't need any…
“Just where are we going to live now?! We're homeless!”
“And moneyless. We also stole some of the money from your stash.”
“Why you…” Squidward stands up and tries to chase after SpongeBob, but falls down. “Hey, where are my other two legs?”
“Oh, about that…” the doctor tells him.
Patrick is rolling around in the dumpster behind the hospital where he notices Squidward's legs nearby.
“Oh boy, food!” Patrick says, and chews on Squidward's legs. “Tastes even better than Krabby Patties!” He continues chewing. “At least I don't have to sell my house for these!” He chews on as the episode ends.
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