Mermaidman: You fiends can't win! You're out-numbered!
Barnacle Man: You senile bag of fish paste! There are three of us and only one of you!
SpongeBob: Make that two!
ManRay: The Quickster!
Squidward: three!
Barnacle Man: Captain Magma!
Patrick: Four!
Dirty Bubble: The Elastic Waistband!
Sandy: Five!
EVIL: M-M-M-Miss Appear!
Mermaid Man: And me makes 10! I think.
[Inside Spongebob's mind. ]
Spongbob boss: Hurry up! What do you think I'm paying you for?
Spongebob worker: You don't pay me. You don't even exist. We're just a clever visual metaphor used to personify the abstract concept of thought.
Spongbob boss: One more crack like that and you're outta here!
Spongebob worker: NO! PLEASE! I HAVE THREE KIDS!