[The scene begins with a boat driving up to the intersection between the Chum Bucket and the Krusty Krab. A bureaucrat fish steps out of the car and places a stake into the street. He then places two signs on both of the hangers.]
Mr. Krabs:[inside Krusty Krab] Hmm. What could be the doings of this stranger?
Plankton:[inside Chum Bucket] This looks suspicious.
Mr. Krabs and Plankton:[both Mr. Krabs and Plankton step out of their restaurants toward the male fish] What's the big idea?
Bureaucrat Fish: Mr. Eugene Krabs and Sheldon Plankton...
Plankton and Mr. Krabs: Yes?
Bureaucrat Fish: These are for you. [walks away. They both look at the two signs]
Plankton and Mr. Krabs:[reading the signs] "Updated city ordinance: Fast Food Restaurants cannot be within 100 feet of each other". Huh?
Bureaucrat Fish: The Krusty Krab and The Chum Bucket are located too close together. One of your restaurants is going to have to be bulldozed.
Plankton and Mr. Krabs:[in shock] B - B - B - Bulldozed!? [They measure the distance between the 2 restaurants with Tape Measures]
Plankton:[in shock] 99 feet!
Mr. Krabs:[sad] It's true.
Plankton:[letting go of the tape measure] Ah! [crashes into pole] Oof!
Mr. Krabs:[suspicious] Which one of us is gonna get bulldozed?
Bureaucrat Fish: That's for you two to decide.
Mr. Krabs:[angry] I'm not going anywhere!. You're the one who is moving!
Plankton:[angry] You are moving!
Mr. Krabs: Ohoho! No, you are!
Plankton: Oh, no I'm not!
Bureaucrat Fish:[interrupts them] Gentlemen, you have 24 hours to decide which of you moves. That's the law around here! [He drives off]
Mr. Krabs:[angry] Pack your bags pipsqueak!
Plankton:[angry] You might as well close up shop right now, Krabs. Your customers won't miss a thing.
Mr. Krabs:[laughs] At least I have customers.
Plankton:[angry] Oh yeah!? Well I'm gonna put together a... uh... a petition of customer signatures.
Mr. Krabs: Ha! Good luck with that ludicrous idea! [walks to Krusty Krab]. [confused] Petition? [Walks through doors] Squidward! SpongeBob!
[Squidward puts magazine down][SpongeBob zooms to Mr. Krabs while Squidward walks]
Mr. Krabs:[hands petitions to SpongeBob and Squidward] You two take these petitions to save The Krusty Krab and secure as many signatures as you can!
SpongeBob:[saluting] Sir, yes, sir!
Squidward:[sarcastic] Oh yeah, I'm definitely gonna do this.
SpongeBob:[signing] And I'm gonna be the first signature. There and how about you Squidward? Could we count on your support? [in shock to see Squidward gone and the petition still there] Squidward?
[Bubble transition to Mrs. Puffs Boating School]
SpongeBob: Hello, Mrs. Puff!
Mrs. Puff:[frightened] No! Stay away! I can't afford to go back in the slammer!
SpongeBob: I'm just here if you would sign this petition. It'll save the Krusty Krab from getting bulldozed!
Mrs. Puff: Why would I care about that?
SpongeBob:[gasps] Mrs. Puff, don't you care what happens to Mr. Krabs? Squidward? Gary? Me?
Mrs. Puff: Not particularly.
Delivery Man:[walks in the classroom] Excuse me? I'm looking for a Mrs. Puff.
Mrs. Puff: Yes, that's me.
Delivery Man: Your new boat's here. Just sign here, please. [Mrs. Puff signs the paper]
SpongeBob: Speaking of signatures, would you sign this petition to save the Krusty Krab? [SpongeBob hands out a piece of paper]
Delivery Man: Why would I care about the Krusty Krab? [annoyed] I'll unload the boat. [SpongeBob and the delivery man both walk out of the classroom. SpongeBob notices something about the boat.][closeup of the boat's lever]
SpongeBob: Don't worry, Mr. Delivery Man. I got this. [SpongeBob pushes down the boat's lever. It moves backwards, heading straight towards the school. Mrs. Puff notices this.]
Mrs. Puff: Noo! [She closes the door, when the boat crashes into the school. Mrs. Puff puffs up.]
[bubble transition to SpongeBob walking on the street]
SpongeBob:[He comes to a repair man close to a boat, who looks at a piece of paper] Excuse me, sir. Would you like to sign a petition to save the Krusty Krab?
Repair Man:[confused] Why would I want to do that? The food there is dangerous. [closeup of the paper that says, "Krabby Patties are Dangerous" as SpongeBob reads it]
SpongeBob:[worried] Sir, where did you get this?
Repair Man: It was on my windshield. They're all over the place! [even more copies of the paper are attached to buildings]
SpongeBob: This must be Plankton's dirty plan. [cut to SpongeBob running towards the Krusty Krab] Mr. Krabs! Mr. Krabs! [As he enters, many people with papers all talking at once angrily to Mr. Krabs]
Nat: Hey, Mr. Krabs! Why are your patties dangerous?
Everyone: Yeah! [They keep talking at once.]
Mr. Krabs:[worried] I...I...uh... My...my patties are dangerous because...because they're so...uh...uh...they're so-
SpongeBob:[comes out of the kitchen with a plate of Krabby Patties] Delicious!
Nat:[as everyone else stares] Kid's got a point. [Everyone talks at once happily. They start taking the patties.]
Mr. Krabs:[leans closer to SpongeBob] Thanks for saving me shell, boy!
SpongeBob: Don't thank me, Mr. Krabs. Thank the Krabby Patty.
Plankton:[growls, then returns to the Chum Bucket, sad] That does it!
Karen: Throwing in the napkin, are we?
Plankton:[sobs loudly on a suitcase] My restaurant. My laboratory. My evil inventions. All about to be flattened! Just give me a moment to say my goodbyes. [walks sadly by his former things while holding the suitcase] Farewell, stench-vision goggles. Farewell, Chum Bucket replicator. Farewell, hypnotizer helmet. We had some diabolical times together, didn't we? [walks to a cannon] So long, sonic cannon that destroys every known material in the universe. [As he accidentally sobs on the cannon's button, it activates, and makes a hole, destroying part of the Chum Bucket. SpongeBob sees this while humming on the street. He finally hears Plankton crying, sobbing while laying down.]
SpongeBob:[sadly] Plankton, I'm sorry. [sniffs] Sorry I made my Krabby Patty so delicious. [sobs]
Plankton:[angry] Hey, get lost! I'm the only one that weeps around here.
SpongeBob: But I can't help it think that I somehow had a hand in your misery. Or at least a spatula. Nobody would sign a petition to bulldoze the Krusty Krab unless you pay them. And who would be low enough to do that?
Plankton:[smiles, closes a door, then chuckles evilly] Karen, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Karen: Before you start buying up those petition signatures, you should know that our checking account balance is [shown on her screen] negative $375.
Plankton: Not to worry, my lady. I have a plan.
Mr. Krabs:[cut to him looking through a telescope] Hmm... Now there's something you don't see every day.
SpongeBob:[serves Krabby Patties to a three-headed fish] Three-Headed Jake? He comes in every day.
Mr. Krabs: Not him. I'm referring to the large crowd gathered at the Chum Bucket. It appears they are actually giving Plankton... money?! [A customer gives Plankton money while wearing the hypnotizer helmet from earlier.]
Plankton: You just got a steal, sir. You'll get many villainous years out of that little number. [He chuckles evilly, then jumps up to put the money in the cash register.] I'll forget this restaurant nonsense, Karen. I should've opened a yard sale business years ago. [Fish look at stuff.] Step up, fishes. Every evil invention is price to move!
Charlie: I'll take this riptide generator off your hands! [gives Plankton money]
Nat:[He wears the goggles from earlier.] I'll give you $1,000 for the stench-vision goggles. [puts the money on Plankton's antennas]
Pilar:[points at Karen] Hey, how much for the computer?
Plankton: How much you got?
Plankton: All right. My wife's not for sale. [to everyone] But everything else must go! [Everyone cheers and gives Plankton even more money, smiling. Plankton sticks his head out of the stack.] Well, wifey. Looks like it's time to proceed to the next phase. [As he pulls a rope, the sign changes from "Yard Sale" to "$ for your signature".][through a megaphone, holding a dollar] Who wants free money? [Everyone notices.]
Dennis:[turns his head] Free?!
Debbie:[also turns her head] Money?! [Everyone happily runs to the stand.]
Nat: Free money! [Angrily, he turns a boat to the other side then joins everyone else. The boat catches on fire and explodes.]
Plankton:[Everyone crowds around him.] Okay, okay. One at a time, please. [holding a dollar] To receive your free money, [holding a piece of paper attached to a clipboard] just sign this petition to save the Chum Bucket.
Pilar: Ooh, ooh. Me first. [As he signs the petition, Plankton gives him a dollar, then laughs evilly.] Yeah!
Mr. Krabs:[He walks in the Krusty Krab, angry.] This is outrageous! [to SpongeBob] You see what Plankton's doing, don't ya? He's undermining the democratic process by lab raging his temporarily financial windfall in order to buy every signature in Bikini Bottom. [counts his change] There's 20, 40, 50... We just bought mine 4 times! And me tasty food is one thing. [points out the window] But how can I compete with free money? [sad] I'm doomed! Well... clean around, boy. Border up. I'm afraid we're closing up for good. [sobs while biting his finger]
Plankton:[meanwhile, as everyone cheers...][happily] Thank you, thank you! I've got what I need! [holding up the clipboard and paper] I got the signatures! [confused while looking at the paper] All but one. Guess I won't be hiring the yellow sponge anytime soon. [evilly happily] But none of that matters now! Cause the majority is on my side! Which in a democracy is all you need.
[Meanwhile, cut to SpongeBob putting mayonnaise in a box, then taping it up, then cut to Mr. Krabs putting down a clock as the truck from the beginning of the episode arrives.]
Mr. Krabs:[sad] It's time. [He goes outside on the street and waits for the truck to stop in front of him.]
Bureaucrat Fish:[puts one of the truck's windows down] So, who's getting bulldozed today?
Plankton:[with the clipboard] Oh, not me, your bureaucraticness. I completed my petition. [Mr. Krabs is worried.]
Bureaucrat Fish: The people have spoken. Step aside, Mr. Krabs. [Part of the truck smokes fire out.]
Mr. Krabs: But... but... [As he backs up, the truck follows him, towards the Krusty Krab.][angry] No! I'm not going anywhere!
Bureaucrat Fish: Please comply, Mr. Krabs. It'll be quick and painless.
Mr. Krabs: If you wanna bulldoze me restaurant, [locks himself up] it's gonna be long and painful!
SpongeBob:[is seen at the top of the restaurant, also locked up][angry] Stand your ground, Mr. Krabs! We are right behind you, right, Squidward? [The lock is empty.] Squidward?
Squidward:[He is outside his home, with an umbrella on top of him, sitting on a chair, and drinking a cup of tea, happily.]
Bureaucrat Fish:[He moves his truck closer to the restaurant.] Okay, now this is really your last chance.
Mr. Krabs:[still angry] I'm never leaving the Krusty Krab!
Bureaucrat Fish: Fine. Have it your way. [He pushes a lever.]
Plankton:[He chuckles evilly, while setting up himself a movie theater seat, then sits on it.] Bring it on! Bring the destruction! [munches on popcorn]
Mr. Krabs:[Part of the truck smokes more fire out, and the truck starts to move even closer to the restaurant.][sad] Goodbye, Krusty Krab! [As he closes his eyes, the truck begins to move the restaurant, but only moves 1 foot.][confused] Eh?
Bureaucrat Fish: Thank you for your cooperation.
Plankton:[spits the popcorn out, angry] What?! Excuse me, sir, but, uh... [stands on the seat] you forgot to level the place!
Mr. Krabs:[confused] Uhh... yeah.
Bureaucrat Fish: Demolition is outside of my purview. I simply ensure that restaurants comply with the 100 foot ordinance. [He measures the distance with a tape measure and says the 1 foot on it.] That's 1 more foot. Perfect! [He walks away from the restaurant.]
Plankton:[jumping on the seat, still angry] But that's not fair! [He slips inside and the seat closes on him.]
SpongeBob: So you're not gonna destroy the Krusty Krab?
Bureaucrat Fish: No...
SpongeBob:[He jumps inside the truck, hugging the bureaucrat fish.] Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Thank you, thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! [As the bureaucrat fish accidentally pulls the lever, the truck goes backwards. He and SpongeBob look out the window.] Oh, dear. [The truck crashes through the Chum Bucket, destroying it.]
Plankton:[Meanwhile, he's free from the seat after struggling to.][still angry] Come on! Let's do this! I wanna see some destruction! [As he gasps, he finally sees the destroyed Chum Bucket.] I think I've seen enough. [He goes back inside the seat]