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Trauma!

(at Bikini Bottom Jellyfish Trauma Center)
SpongeBob: Oh, hello there. Welcome to Bikini Bottom Jellyfish Trauma Center. Let's go inside. (inside)
Patient: Ow! Ow! It burns!
SpongeBob: These poor souls are here because they found themselves on the wrong side of a jellyfish stinger-- not that there's a right side. (laughs) The point is we should be respectful--
Plankton: Ouch!
SpongeBob: (yelps) Stepped on a pickle.
Plankton: Pickle?! I'm not a pickle you-- (SpongeBob picks up the bed Plankton is on) whoa, careful, oaf!
SpongeBob: Oh, that pickle is Plankton. What happened to you?
Plankton: This is the Jellyfish Trauma Center, dunce. What do you think happened--
SpongeBob: Oh, you poor dear, have some flowers. (Plankton screams)
Plankton: I'm allergic to chrysanthemums. (turns pink)
SpongeBob: Nurse! This hot dog needs help.
Patrick: (in a nurse's outfit) I'm on it.
SpongeBob: Patrick, what are you doing here?
Patrick: Community service. It's a long story. (Patrick inflates Plankton into a ball)
Plankton: Uh, could use a little help here. (floats out of the trauma center) Well, at least I'm safe from those savages. Eh? (yelps as he sees a jellyfish go by) Oh, mommy. Not the eye! (screams as he gets zapped)
SpongeBob: I think we've all learned something here today. Thanks for watching.
End