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Grandma's Kisses
General
Season №: 2
Episode №: 26a
Airdate: March 6, 2001
Chronology
Previous: "Patty Hype"
Next: "Squidville"
List of episode transcripts

This article is a transcript of the SpongeBob SquarePants episode "Grandma's Kisses" from season two, which aired on March 6, 2001.

  • [SpongeBob is standing on a hill looking at his grandma's house]
  • SpongeBob: There it is! Grandma's house! What wonders await me today? Fresh-baked cookies? Story time? A sweater with love in every stitch? Aw, what am I waiting for? [runs down the hill] Grandma, Grandma, Grandma!
  • Grandma: SpongeBob!
  • SpongeBob: Hi, Grandma! [hugs her as the two walk into the kitchen]
  • Grandma: Come in and sit for a while. [gives SpongeBob a plate of cookies] Have a cookie, SpongeBob!
  • SpongeBob: Grandma, you make the best cookies in the deep blue sea. [grabs a cookie and dips it in a glass of milk] Oh yeah... [eats it. His eyes turn into cookies] Grandma's cookies...
  • Grandma: Now, who wants to lick the spoon? [SpongeBob raises his hand]
  • SpongeBob: Me, me, me! [cut to Grandma telling SpongeBob a story while he licks the spoon]
  • Grandma: ...and then we drove all the way home with all the windows down in the freezing cold.
  • SpongeBob: Tell me another story about when I was a baby. [cuckoo clock strikes three. SpongeBob gasps] Three o'clock? I'm gonna be late for work!
  • Grandma: Hop in my car, I'll drop you off. [cut to Grandma driving up to the Krusty Krab]
  • SpongeBob: Thanks, Grandma! [hops out of the car]
  • Grandma: SpongeBob, you forgot your kissy-kissy! [SpongeBob turns around and heads back to Grandma. Squidward is watching from the window]
  • SpongeBob: I sure did. [Grandma gives him a kiss, leaving a pink print on his forehead of her lips] Bye, Grandma, thanks for the ride. [Squidward opens the door for SpongeBob] Thank you, Squidward. [walks inside while whistling to some laughing from everyone] Isn't this great? Everybody's in a good mood today.
  • Squidward: I love bursting your bubble, SpongeBob, but they're laughing at you, not with you.
  • SpongeBob: Did I do something funny?
  • Squidward: Your forehead. [points to the kiss]
  • SpongeBob: My forehead is funny?
  • Charlie: Hey, hey, Grandma's boy? Kissy-kissy-kissy! [everyone laughs]
  • SpongeBob: No, you're wrong! There's nothing wrong with getting kisses from your grandma.
  • Charlie: No, especially if you're a big baby who wears diapers! [everyone laughs] And sucks his thumb, and plays with dolls, and, um... [soon, everyone stops laughing] ...wears pajamas with feet in 'em, and carries his, um... blankie around, and...
  • Customers: All right already!
  • Squidward: Cheer up, SpongeBob. I know someone who still likes you.
  • SpongeBob: Really? You do, Squidward?
  • Squidward: Yeah, your grandma! [everyone laughs. SpongeBob tries getting the kiss off with his hand and a mop but nothing seems to work. Everyone is still laughing at him]
  • SpongeBob: Stop it...! [everyone stops] I have been publicly humiliated for the last time! [runs home crying. Fade to SpongeBob's house]
  • Patrick: I'm sorry that happened to you, SpongeBob.
  • SpongeBob: Me, too.
  • Patrick: You're the most adult person I know.
  • SpongeBob: Thanks, Patrick.
  • Patrick: You know how grandmas are, they love babies. You just can't act like a baby around her.
  • SpongeBob: You're right, Patrick.
  • Patrick: Have I ever not been right? [cut to a picture of SpongeBob on a giant red firecracker, a picture of SpongeBob with a giant funnel in his mouth while Patrick holds a giant pumpkin, and a picture of SpongeBob and Patrick in black speedos while a wolf whistle is heard in the background] You're a man now, SpongeBob, and it's time you starting acting like one.
  • SpongeBob: Yeah! Oh, but I'm not sure I know how.
  • Patrick: Allow me to demonstrate. First, puff out your chest. [SpongeBob obediently puffs out his chest] Now say "tax exemption."
  • SpongeBob: Tax exemption.
  • Patrick: Now, you must acquire a taste for free-form jazz. [jazz music plays] Okay, SpongeBob, you're ready! [cut to both walking up on the hill facing Grandma's house] This is it. What are you going to tell Grandma?
  • SpongeBob: I'm a grownup.
  • Patrick: No ifs, ands, or buts about it.
  • SpongeBob: A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
  • Patrick: And then you get behind her and I'll push.
  • SpongeBob: Patrick, we didn't say that.
  • Patrick: Oh yeah, right.
  • SpongeBob: All we need now is the icing on the maturity cake. [takes out a suitcase] I've been growing these babies for years. [opens it to reveal sideburns. Both of them take a pair and put them on]
  • SpongeBob & Patrick: Sideburns. [SpongeBob knocks on Grandma's door]
  • Grandma: [opens door] Oh, hello, SpongeBob. What a nice surprise. Come here and give your Granny her kissy-kissy. [as she is about to kiss him, SpongeBob puts on a helmet to block it]
  • SpongeBob: [removes his "Kisses Not Allowed" helmet off his head] Sorry, grandmother, but the kissing has to stop.
  • Patrick: Tell her like it is, SpongeBob, no more baby stuff.
  • SpongeBob: He is right, Grandmother. Kisses are for babies, which I am no longer. I have grown up. It is nature's way.
  • Grandma: Oh, you are absolutely right.
  • SpongeBob: I am? I mean, of course I am.
  • Grandma: You will definitely not be treated like a baby around here anymore ever again.
  • SpongeBob: I am glad you see it my way, grandmother. [puts on a hat]
  • Grandma: Well, I'm glad that's settled. [holds out a tray of cookies] But what am I going to do with all these fresh baked cookies?
  • SpongeBob: [chuckles] Sorry, grandmother, we adults don't partake in the consumption of sweets, right, Pat... [notices Patrick isn't there] ...rick? [cut to Patrick sitting at the kitchen table]
  • Patrick: Keep 'em coming, Granny! [scarfs down the cookies as SpongeBob watches from a window]
  • SpongeBob: So much for no more baby stuff.
  • Grandma: And don't forget the cookie-eating hat! [puts a red hat with springs attached to yellow smiley faces on top of Patrick's head. They both laugh]
  • SpongeBob: Hey, that's my cookie-eating hat! I mean it was when I was a baby.[growls in frustration] [knocks on the door. His Grandma opens it]
  • Grandma: Well, look who's here. It's my big old adult grandson.
  • SpongeBob: Grandmother, I need to have a mature conversation with Mr. Patrick. [runs up to Patrick, who still eats his snack] [whispering loudly] Patrick, what do you think you're doing? Cookies? Warm milk? A bib? [points to it, which reads "I heart Grandma"] Is that a kissy mark on your forehead? We are supposed to be adults! [bangs on the table]
  • Grandma: Oh, oh, no roughhousing with a full tummy. [tickles Patrick] Who's the baby?
  • Patrick: I'm the baby, I'm the baby, I'm the baby! [SpongeBob clears his throat] Being grown up is boring. I love being a baby. Besides, I don't get jazz.
  • SpongeBob: [chuckles] Poor Patrick. I almost feel sorry for you. [takes out a pipe and blows bubbles from it] Trapped in the awkward phase of diaper days... never to know the rich rewards of being a grownup. [Grandma comes back with more cookies]
  • Grandma: Here's a fresh batch of cookies.
  • Patrick: All right! [inhales them] Rewards, huh?
  • SpongeBob: Well, yeah, there's, eh... [sees Patrick eating cookies with his mouth open] well, let's see, we... [a cookie rolls over to his side] We went over the jazz... [Patrick grabs the cookie and eats it]
  • Patrick: Oh, Grandma, I'm full. [Grandma sets down another plate of cookies]
  • Grandma: More cookies! [Patrick uses his mouth like a vacuum and eats all the cookies. One of the cookies rolls over by SpongeBob's side. He whistles for a brief second, then checks his wristwatch]
  • SpongeBob: It appears to be my lunch hour. Grownups have to eat to. I guess this will have to do. [Grandma takes the cookie away]
  • Grandma: Oh, you don't want this baby food. How about a big piece of steamed coral? [gives him the coral]
  • SpongeBob: Oh yeah, uh... great. [takes a couple bites of it] Nutritious.
  • Grandma: Storytime! [Patrick runs to Grandma]
  • Patrick: Oh boy! Storytime, storytime, storytime!
  • SpongeBob: Storytime? [Patrick is sitting on Grandma's lap, ready to hear a story]
  • Grandma: You'll enjoy this, Patrick. It's a wonderful story about a magical sea leprechaun. [SpongeBob walks in] Oh, SpongeBob, you wouldn't be interested in this baby book. [drops a giant book on the floor] Here's the technical manual on routine active maintenance.
  • SpongeBob: Oh, uh... great. Yeah. [opens the book] Fascinating. No pictures, just the way I like it. [while eating a cookie, Patrick bites his finger leaving a big red bruise]
  • Patrick: [acting like a 2-year old] D'oh! My wittle finger! [sobs]
  • Grandma: Hold still, hold still. [kisses his finger] All better?
  • Patrick: [talking normally] Sorta.... [holds up his other finger] this finger hurts a little bit too. [Grandma kisses his other finger]
  • Grandma: How about I give you a present?
  • Patrick: Oh, boy, I hope it's cookies! [opens up the box to find a sweater but puts it on his head] Alright, another hat.
  • Grandma: No, Patrick, it's a sweater?
  • SpongeBob: Huh?
  • Grandma: With love in every stitch.
  • SpongeBob: No... [imagines himself in the sweater instead of Patrick. The sweater tears in half] Don't I get a present, Grandma?
  • Grandma: Oh, I almost forgot. [hands him some office supplies] Here's some office supplies. I didn't wrap them. I knew you wouldn't mind. [cuckoo clock strikes three again] Uh-oh, three o'clock, time for adults to go to work. Bye-bye, SpongeBob.
  • [Patrick gets the sweater on] I'll bet you'd fancy a nap, huh, Patrick? [Patrick yawns] You still here, SpongeBob?
  • SpongeBob: Uh, I don't need to leave yet. I can be late for work.
  • Grandma: [puts a blanket over Patrick as he lays on the couch] No, no, no, that wouldn't be the adult thing to do.
  • SpongeBob: Alright, I guess I'll be going. I've, uh, got a lot of adult-type business to take care of, so, uh, I'll see yah later.
  • Grandma: Okay, thanks for stopping by, SpongeBob.
  • SpongeBob: Yep, that is it. Here I go.
  • Grandma: Come again if you get the chance. [SpongeBob opens the door]
  • SpongeBob: Out into the cold, grown-up world alone without a sweater.
  • Grandma: Toodleloo.
  • SpongeBob: I don't know when I'll be back.
  • Grandma: I know how busy you are.
  • SpongeBob: So, uh... that's it. [Patrick is sleeping]
  • Grandma: Shh, he's asleep. [SpongeBob slowly closes the door]
  • SpongeBob: Soo long... [closes the door but then opens it with sad eyes. His sideburns fall off of his head. He starts throwing a big tantrum] I don't wanna grow up! [holds up a giant chocolate chip cookie and snaps it in half in front of his face] I want cookies! [holds up a giant baby bottle with milk inside] and "milkie"! [wears a sweater] I want a sweater with love in the stitches! [runs around wearing a diaper with a blue pin on it as he's putting powder in the diaper] I wanna wear "diadies"! [rides in a wagon] I WANNA RIDE IN MY WAGON! [holds his giant teddy bear] I wanna cuddle-wuddle with Mister Stuffykins! [rides his old rocking horse with a sailor hat on and a lollipop] I wanna rocky-rock on my seahorsey! [holds up his bruised finger] And I want kissy-kissy on my boo-boo! [The spoiled SpongeBob cries this instant as he falls on the floor in his front body, slamming his fists on the floor as if a kid was throwing a tantrum. He then rolls like a wheel. Grandma is shocked and sad for him. SpongeBob, sitting, sprays his tears in his mouth. Grandma thinks for a second. He ratchets like a lawn sprinkler, almost spinning around and sprays tears everywhere. He spins even faster and floods the whole house]
  • Grandma: Take it easy, SpongeBob. [picks up the still-crying SpongeBob] SpongeBob. SpongeBob! [SpongeBob starts gasping after each cry. Grandma holds his lips, stopping SpongeBob's crying] You don't have to be a baby to get ol' Grandma's love.
  • SpongeBob: [sniffles as he starts to feel a bit better] I don't?
  • Grandma: Of course not. [pulls the plug under the tears to drain it] No matter how grown-up you get, you'll always be my little baby boo. [Grandma tickles SpongeBob, then kisses his forehead] And remember, you can kiss your grandma and still be an adult. [hands SpongeBob his sideburns and a chocolate chip cookie] Here you go. [SpongeBob puts on his sideburns and eats the cookie]
  • SpongeBob: Thanks, Grandma. [bites the cookie] Uh, Grandma, could you not mention this to the guys down at the Krusty Krab?
  • Grandma: No problem. [she hugs SpongeBob. Outside, Squidward and everyone else are laughing]

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