Roughly Intimidated

Farm Flood is the second episode of Season One in Bikini Bottom Jenkins.
==Synopsis==
Old Man Jenkins enters the Salty Spitoon again, and enters the annual wrestling competition. However, a newcomer enters the ring and has him intimidated.
==Transcript==
(On a sunshiny morning, Jenkins is feeding his hogs the usual slop in the trough. The hogs, like usual, eat it up immediately, splashing all over the place)
Jenkins: Heheh. Never change, hogs, never change. And like always, the annual wrestling competition at the Spitoon is coming up. I got a week until I can compete. Last year I got second place, only losing to Mr. Reg himself. I still have the scratch he gave me during that final round. Ah, good times. And I get to relive that again soon. I'm more giddy than a… giddy person!
(One of the hogs starts sucking on Jenkins’ hand, making vacuum cleaner noises)
Jenkins: (pulling his hand out of the hog) Go eat your dang slop, hog! There's a reason why I gave it to you in the first place. Gotta get some use out of that compost somehow.
(Another hog starts sucking on the hog that sucked Jenkins’ hand)
Jenkins: Great. They're eating each other again. Reminds me of when I- oh forget it.
(Bubble transition to Jenkins in the Salty Spitoon, taking a seat at the bar)
Reg: So, Old J, the usual?
Jenkins: You betcha.
(Reg hands Jenkins a gross-looking drink, and Jenkins takes a sip)
Jenkins: Ah, tastes like sweet victory.
Reg: You planning on winning the wrestling competition this year? I don't think that's gonna happen on my watch.
Jenkins: Hey, you never know. My New Year's resolution is to get first place this year.
Reg: That's a really weird thing to have as a New Year's resolution. Mine is to stop my wife from stealing my car. I swear she's cheating on me again, but I can never get enough evidence to convince anyone.
Jenkins: Sounds tough. But I'm gonna win, I tell ya!
Reg: Speaking of tough, we have a newcomer entering the competition.
Jenkins: How new we talkin’ here?
Reg: Their first time entering. Her name’s Jerky Jess.
Jenkins: Eh, I'm sure I can deal with tha-
(Jess’ heavy footsteps shake the entire building as she sits down near Jenkins)
Jenkins: (his eyes widen) Oh. I see.
Jess: I'll have some wine. Room temperature.
(Jenkins gets a look of disgust)
Reg: Uhh, you got it!
(Reg pours some red wine into a wine glass and gives it to her, who chugs it in a few seconds)
Jenkins: You're gonna regret that.
Jess: I have nerves of steel, this is nothin’. (she flexes her muscles, and her muscles turn into dumbbells)
Reg: Looks like we've really got competition this year, huh, Old J?
Jenkins: She’ll be no match for me. And neither will you.
Reg: Oh I'm not competing this year. Remember when I said I had a broken arm? Well, let's just say more has happened since then.
Jess: So, Old J, eh? How do you practice wrestling? Do your bones even handle it anymore?
Jenkins: Ma'am, these bones are as hard as my (dolphin chirp)!
Jess: Well dang. I like the way you talk. See you next week, weakling.
(Jenkins gulps as Jess gets up to use the restroom)
Reg: She be looking tough to ya, huh?
Jenkins: N-no! I can take her out lickety split!
Reg: Well, if you say so. I’ll be watching the competition, see you next week!
(Back at home, Jenkins is lifting his usual giant weight in his bedroom)
Jenkins: I wonder if this’ll be good enough. (hesitates for a moment) Nah, not good enough against Jess. I need…
(Jenkins goes into his dusty old closet and pulls out an even bigger weight)
Jenkins: ...better! Oh, I haven't used this guy in years.
(Jenkins attempts to punch it, but ends up hurting his fist)
Jenkins: Youch! I need to strengthen up.
(Cut to Jenkins getting a water bottle from the fridge. He chugs it, and flexes his muscle while doing so)
Jenkins: I hope those TikTok fun facts are true…
(Jenkins attempts to punch the weight again, but hurts his fist again)
Jenkins: Dag nabbit! I gotta try something else.
(Cut to Jess, who is practicing in her own home)
Jess: Gotta… (punches rock) get… (punches rock again) GOOD! (punches rock a third time, breaking it) Phew, that was a workout. Snack break!
(She pulls a grotesque looking protein bar out of her pocket and eats it)
Jess: Mmm… raw protein! Just what the doctor ordered.
(Cut back to Jenkins, who is pushing against a wall)
Jenkins: If I can’t push this wall, I’m too weak! Push harder, Jenkins! PUSH IT LIKE YOUR LIFE MEANS IT!
Wally: Hey can you please stop? I’m very sensitive to touch.
Jenkins: Oh sorry sir I’ll stop. (he stops pushing the wall, and starts pushing another wall)
Wall 2: He did this to you too, huh, Wally?
Wally: Yeah. He does this every year, and it’s getting annoying.
Jenkins: Hey, walls, shut your traps! I’m practicing for something important right now!
Walls: Fine.
Jenkins: (keeps pushing the wall) Wait a minute. I have an idea that'll make everything a lot better.
(Jenkins goes into his fridge to get a can of spinach and eats it in one gulp)
Jenkins: Now I'm all muscular and all that jazz!
(Jenkins punches a nearby wall and makes a giant hole in it)
Jenkins: Uhh… I totally meant to do that.
(A montage of Jenkins and Jess preparing for the big day plays throughout the next six days. Jenkins keeps eating spinach and Jess keeps eating gross protein bars)
(A clam rooster makes a noise to indicate that it's morning, and both Jess and Jenkins wake up for the big day. They both put on their wrestling clothes and head out to the Salty Spitoon)
Reg: Hey, looks like the gang’s all here! Not Dead Ted, Lightning Larry, Rrarrg, Old Man Jenkins, Grand Maul Granny, and our newcomer, Jerky Jess!
(The other competitors clap)
Reg: Now, let's start this competition, shall we? I got everything prepared, so just step in the ring over there and we’ll start. First up is Lightning Larry and Rrarrg!
(The two of them step into the ring. The bell rings, and Rrarrg instantly throws Lightning Larry onto the ground)
Reg: 3… 2… 1… and out! Unsurprisingly, Rrarrg wins!
Jenkins: Sometimes I wonder why that old guy doesn't just quit.
Reg: Next up is Not Dead Ted and Grand Maul Granny!
Jenkins: Those guys are both from the Radicals. Wonder who will win this one.
(Ted gives an uppercut to Granny, and Granny’s dentures fall out. Then, Granny uses said dentures to puncture him in the stomach, knocking him down. Ted gets up after a moment and kicks Granny in the groin. Granny laughs and punches Ted right in the face, knocking him down again)
Reg: And 3… 2… 1… out! Grand Maul Grammy wins this round!
Granny: Yeaeaeaea! Suck it, Dead Ted!
Ted: Aw, come on, you know we're on the same team.
Granny: True, but this is a competition!
(Just then, a bag of sugar falls out of Granny’s pocket. The audience gasps)
Reg: What in fresh Neptune is this? Granny, have you been taking drugs?
Granny: What? No, of course not! This is just, uh… sugar I need to give to my grandson.
Jenkins: She’s lyin’! You don't even have a grandson!
Granny: Uhh… ugh, forget it.
Reg: Granny, you're disqualified! This means that Ted wins by rule.
(The audience cheers)
Granny: Back in my day they didn't mind this sorta stuff…
Reg: Next up is Old Man Jenkins and Jerky Jess!
(Jenkins gulps as he and Jess head into the ring)
(The bell rings, and both wrestlers have each other by the ankles. Jenkins twists Jess’ leg, while Jess kicks Jenkins’ stomach.)
Jess: You going down, old man!
Jenkins: I… still have some strength left in me.
(Jenkins reaches into his beard and eats some spinach)
Reg: Is Jenkins eating something?
(Jenkins knocks Jess out of the ring)
Reg: 3… 2… 1… out! Okay, what's going on here? Why is Jenkins eating during the match? Y'all know that's against the rules.
(Jess is seen nibbling on a protein bar but Reg snatches it from her)
Reg: Okay, remember guys, no food and/or drugs during the tournament!
(Jenkins’ spinach falls out of his beard and Jess’ bag of protein bars falls out of her pants)
Reg: I want a nice, clean fight, okay?
Jess and Jenkins: Yes sir!
Reg: Good. Now… get ready… (rings bell)
(Jess almost immediately gets Jenkins into a headlock. Jenkins barely manages to escape, and pins Jess down to the ground. She gets up after a few seconds and punches him in his face, knocking a tooth out. A time lapse of the two fighting then starts, with them injuring every single part of their bodies. The audience is near asleep by the time it's over. The two are now too tired to fight)
Reg: Uhh… 3… 2… 1… game. I guess this is a tie. We’ll continue this another time. (Falls asleep on the ground, snoring)
Jess: (painfully moaning) Ohh…. good game, Old J.
Jenkins: (also painfully moaning) Good game, Jerky Jess.
Jess: (still moaning) I think it's time we head home…
(The two of them attempt to get up, but all of their bones are broken and moan instead)
Jenkins: (moaning) Medic!
(Bubble transition to next morning at the Salty Spitoon.)
Reg: (holding a cowboy hat) After that long night of wrestling, I think we're just gonna go by luck of the draw. The name I draw out of this hat is the winner.
(He shakes the hat, and draws out a name: Old Man Jenkins)
Reg: Old Man Jenkins!
Jenkins: HA! In your face! Um, I mean, good game.
(Jess gives Jenkins a shoulder punch as the episode ends)
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