- Uh-oh.
I think we're both rear-ends.
You said it, not me.
- That's okay,
we don't need a front half.
We're spending the night at my house!
Giving out candy!
And watching scary movies!
At full volume!
And screaming!
All night long!
Ahh!
Huh?
You can't spend Halloween watching movies!
What you need is a real scare.
So, you need to go somewhere scary.
And preferably stay there all night.
Somewhere creepy and empty.
Like, um, uh...
the Chum Bucket?
Yeah, that's it, the Chum Bucket!
No one ever goes in there.
Maybe because it's haunted.
Oh, sure. The Chum Bucket is full of ghosts.
Now lock yourselves in and don't come out 'til morning!
Thanks, Squidward.
This is gonna be the best Halloween ever!
Yeah! You wanna come with us?
Wish I could.
You two have fun.
Hurry, let's hide inside before they close!
- It is haunted!
I guess it isn't that scary.
What is that?
Someone or something is coming!
Hurry, let's hide in the bathroom!
Eep!
Ugh, I can't stand Halloween!
Let's activate the anti-fun security system
before any of those trick or treaters
come a-knocking.
Maximum lockdown. Check.
Tactical surveillance fog. Check.
Alright, now hit the lights.
There! No one would ever mistake this
for a place to celebrate Halloween!
Of course not.
You forgot the skeletons
and jack-o'-lanterns.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Karen. I'm going to bed!
Oof! Eep! Ahh! Whoop! Pow! Eep!
Ow! Wah! Oof!
Oww!
I've been meaning to fix that.
Happy Halloween, honey hubby.
Good night.
- Ouch.
Patrick, did it just get a lot spookier in here?
Uh-huh. I wanna go back to the bathroom.
Maybe we just need some light.
Um... Uh...
Ahh!
I can't decide if I'm m-more nervous
or excited.
Neither can I.
Oh, I know who we can ask.
Squidward!
Patrick!
SpongeBob!
Hmp. Huh?
The Chum Bucket?
How did I... When did you...
Squidward, do we seem more nervous or excited?
You seem like morons!
Phew! Well, that's a relief!
Now I'm leaving.
And do not follow me!
Huh. I think the doors are locked.
- Huh?
- [snores, whistles] Huh? - Sheldon, intruder alert!
Those Halloween hooligans. Lemme see 'em!
- I'm so excited to be spending
Halloween night in the old abandoned Chum Bucket,
looking for ghosts and ghouls
with my best friends Patrick and Squidward.
SpongeBob? Of course!
That soft-headed sap would bring his friends here for Halloween.
Well, if it's a scare they want...
Ow!
Aww, my little ghoul
is finally getting into the Halloween spirit!
- Woo...
Wonderful, this one's locked too!
I heard this napkin dispenser
was used by a guy
who disappeared!
Oh. I heard these salt and pepper shakers
are actually...
some other seasoning!
I heard one time these two imbeciles...
locked me in the Chum Bucket all night!
- Woo... - Huh?
Get out!
Hee hee hee! Stupid...
punks!
Boo!
The Chum Bucket really is haunted!
I gotta get out of here!
There, that door looks open!
Oops.
- Sorry!
I'm... okay...
They went down into my basement lab.
Now I can really scare them!
- Whoa!
Oh... where are we?
I don't know. Feel around for a light switch.
Oh, I think I found one.
That's a big lamp.
It's still pretty dark. Let's turn on these other ones.
Wait, maybe we shouldn't...
There. I'm much less scared now!
You have angered the spirits of the Chum Bucket!
And now your souls
will be mine!
- Boo!
Take this, you Dracula!
- Hey, it's Plankton!
Oof!
Uh-oh.
What's happening?
Those malfunctioning machines
are opening up some kind of spectral gateway!
Yeehaw!
Ghosts!
Why are they dressed like cowboys?
Well, I bought the Chum Bucket cheap
because it was built on an ancient cowboy burial ground.
Which was built on top of a pet cemetery.
And a shipwreck.
And a prehistoric tar pit.
What can I say?
I love a good deal.
Ahh!
- Ahh!
Ahh!
Mmm, paprika!
Nutmeg!
Whoa! Whoa!
- Boy, Plankton,
you sure go all out for Halloween!
Phew. At least we're safe out here, right?
Wrong.
Ha ha!
Trick or treat!
Boo!
Ahh!
Ya!
Egg-scuse us!
Yeah, baby!
Those pesky poltergeists are out of my restaurant.
Welp, I'm going back to bed!
Hey! Oww!
Plankton! We can't let Bikini Bottom stay haunted!
Why not? It's Halloween.
They love it! Listen!
I do not love this!
- Hmp. - Mmm, fine.
I know what'll convince you to help.
- A song!
Alright, fine!
I'll get the ghosts back as long as you don't sing!
Halloween is scary enough.
There.
One industrial ghost vacuum,
at your service.
All we need now is something to contain those ghosts.
Something absorbent yet porous...
- Oh... - Hee hee.
And you're sure this is safe?
Eh, probably not.
It might even kill you.
- Uhh... - Ooh! I wanna push the button!
- Wow!
Now all we have to do is destroy his body
and this ghost problem will be solved for good.
Silence!
We spirits have been angry for millennia!
And do you know why?
Because it's Halloween
and you've never been trick-or-treating?
Oh! Actually, yes! It's our...
unfinished business!
So we just have to take them all
trick-or-treating and they'll go away?
Well, what do you say, ghosts?
Sounds good to me!
Aye-aye, matey!
- Woof! - Meow!
Then let's give these ghosts
the best Halloween of their afterlives!
Hello?
Trick or treat!
Ahh!
- Whoa! - Butterscotch! Yum!
- Yeehaw! - Huh? Wah!
- Whoa!
- Hooray! - Yay!
Thank you, everyone.
You have made this a Halloween to die for...
again!
Now we can finally be at peace.
Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Thanks again, partners.
Thanks!
Aww, man!
Now we have to trick-or-treat all over again!
Wait for me!
Don't make me spend another minute
with these idiots! Hmp!
Typical.