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  • [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 of Chum Bucket] This looks suspicious.
  • Both 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] Its true.
  • Plankton: [Letting go of the Tape Measure] Ahhhhhhhhhh! [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 customers 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: NOOO!! [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 loaned down 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 steel, 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 recti generator off your hands [gives Plankton money]
  • Nat: [He wears the goggles from earlier.] I'll give you $1,000 for the stench-vision goggles. [puts the money on Plankton's antennas]
  • Pilar: [points at Karen] Hey, how much for the computer?
  • Plankton: How much you got?
  • Karen: [angry] Plankton!
  • Plankton: All right. My wife's not for sale. [to everyone] But everything else must go! [Everyone cheers and gives Plankton even more money, smiling. Plankton sticks his head out of the stack.] Well, wifey. Looks like it's time to proceed to the next phase. [As he pulls a rope, the sign changes from "Yard Sale" to "$ 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]
  • SpongeBob: [sad] Mr. Krabs is hurt so much!
  • Squidward: [laughs hysterically] Whoo... priceless.
  • 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 prevue. I simply insure 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.]
  • [The episode ends.]