SpongeBob: OK, Mrs. Puff, what's my final score?
Mrs. Puff: 6.
SpongeBob: Whoo! And how many do I need to pass?
Mrs. Puff: Six.
SpongeBob: [raising arms slowly] Whoo.
Mrs. Puff: Hundred. [SpongeBob stops]
SpongeBob: What?
Mrs. Puff: 600. You need 600 to pass. You got 6.
SpongeBob: Don't worry, I'll be all right Mrs. Puff. Besides, this means that I get to be in your class for a whole 'nother year! Well, see you next Tuesday! Yeah! [singing] I'm gonna get my driver's license and it's only gonna take one more year, one more year, one more superduper year. [goes around in circles on his bike] One more super-spectacular, extra-magical, extra-fantastical year! [Mrs. Puff looks on, still inflated]
Mrs. Puff: [thinking] Oh, Neptune. Another year with him! Barnacles! Dirty barnacles! I've got to do something to save myself. Oh, there's only one way out: a teacher's ace in the hole! [starts to talk, when she does, she deflates to her normal size] Extra crediiiiit!
SpongeBob: What was that, Mrs. Puff? [Mrs. Puff runs over and shakes him in joy]
Mrs. Puff: Extra credit, SpongeBob! The extra credit! [laughing wildly] I still have a chance! I mean, you still have a chance.
SpongeBob: What's extra credit?
Mrs. Puff: It's when you get credit for the things you weren't able to do before.
SpongeBob: [singing] OH..... [cut to Sponge at his desk]
Mrs. Puff: Now, are we ready for that extra credit?
SpongeBob: Extra credit!
Mrs. Puff: That's the spirit. So all you have to do to earn your extra credit and pass my class and never have to go anywhere near this school again, is to write a 10-word sentence on what you've learned in boating school.
SpongeBob: But I've learned so many things.
Mrs. Puff: Just pick one, I don't care which. Here, I'll help you get started. [SpongeBob writes what she says] "What I learned in boating school is..." There! That's already 7 words! Only 3 more!
SpongeBob: [writing] L... e... a... r... [pencil snaps] Oh, barnacles.
Mrs. Puff: What's wrong?
SpongeBob: Got to sharpen my pencil. [Sponge whistles as he walks to the sharpener. He then sharpens it multiple times to get just the right sharpness. Mrs. Puff begins to sweat. Sponge is finally satisfied and walks back to his desk] N... e... [pencil breaks again, he walks to the sharpener again, Mrs. Puff stops him, grabs the pencil and holds out a pen]
Mrs. Puff: Give me that! Here's a pen.
SpongeBob: A pen! One of the most permanent of all writing utensils. [walks back to desk singing] Gonna write an essay, that's what I say. [Sponge finishes] There.
Mrs. Puff: Fantastic, let me see it.
SpongeBob: No, wait! I changed my mind! [erases some stuff out]
Mrs. Puff: I'm sure whatever you've written is fine, just let me see. [Sponge jumps on top of his paper]
SpongeBob: Don't look! It's not ready.
Mrs. Puff: It's so simple, only 10 words! "What I learned in boating school is blankity, blankity, [her eyes grow bulging veins] BLANK!"
SpongeBob: I can do this! I can do this!
Mrs. Puff: "What I learned in boating school is...!" "What I learned in boating school is...!"
SpongeBob: I can do this! I can do this! [starts to pant] Is it hot in here, Mrs. Puff? Why is it so hot in here? [screams] My hand is cramping, Mrs. Puff! Make it stop! [Mrs. Puff jumps on Sponge and forces the pen to push on the paper]
Mrs. Puff: You only need 3... more... words! [the desk finally collapses and breaks. Mrs. Puff reaches for the essay] OK, let me see what you've written. [Sponge grabs on]
SpongeBob: It's not ready yet.
Mrs. Puff: It's OK, SpongeBob. Show the teacher what you've written.
SpongeBob: No!
Mrs. Puff: Give it to me! [the 2 pull on it]
SpongeBob: No!
Mrs. Puff: Let me see it! [the page rips in half. Mrs. Puff grabs Sponge's piece and attempts to read it] "What I learned in boating school is..." Uh... [on the page, it says 'What I learned in boating school is how to drive.' 'School,' 'how' and 'drive are crossed out and below are pictures of a boat, Sponge and a jellyfish] Well, the rest doesn't matter! [throws the 2 pieces on the floor] You pass! [laughs] You pass!
SpongeBob: Mrs. Puff, I don't feel like I really did anything.
Mrs. Puff: That's how extra credit is supposed to feel.
SpongeBob: Really?
Mrs. Puff: Besides, here's your license. [gives it to SpongeBob]
SpongeBob: My license! [licks it] It tastes just like I dreamt it would. Mrs. Puff, I-
Mrs. Puff: [dragging him out the door] Thank you, SpongeBob. Congratulations, and have a nice life!
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JULY 11 IS SPONGEBOB'S BIRTHDAY DON'T FORGET!!!😂❤️ ~ Colette
