Squidward Tentacles: Mr. Krabs, the customers are getting restless.
Mr. Krabs: Listen up, boy get in there and make me customers some krabby patties.
Mr. Krabs: SpongeBob! What's wrong, boy?
Mr. Krabs: We're out of krabby patties?
SpongeBob SquarePants: How can we make more krabby patties without the secret formula?
Mr. Krabs: You've got to have that formuler memorized by now.
SpongeBob SquarePants: But as you are aware, sir, the Employee Handbook clearly states, and I quote, "No employee may in part, or in whole, commit the Krabby Patty secret formula to any recorded, written, or visual form, including memories, dreams, and/or needlepoint".
Mr. Krabs: [He sobbed] Oh, curse you, fine print!