Original subtitles

[NICKELODEON JINGLE]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[BOING]

NARRATOR: And now, Dreamworks, The Penguins of Madagascar.

[GONG]

[CRANK]

[THEME MUSIC]

[WHIP]

[CLINK]

[WHOOSH]

[SPLASH]

[WHOOSH]

[ZIP]

[BLAH]

[WHOOSH]

[CREAK]

[WHACK]

[THUMP]

-Hit it!

[EY-OH]

-Ah!

[OH-EY-OH]

Come on!

Hit it!

[EY-OH]

Yeah!

[OH-EY-OH]

[SLAM]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHOOSH]

[WHIP]

[WHOOSH]

[WHIP]

[WHOOP]

[CLICK]

-Cute and cuddly boys.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SNORING]

[SNIFFING]

[WHOOSH]

[SNIFFING]

[WHOOSH]

[SNIFFING]

[SNIFFING]

-G-G--

[UGH]

[WHOOSH]

[WHOOSH]

G-- G-- G-G--

-Uh, Your Majesty?

[WHOOSH]

-Gold!

[WHIR] [CLANK] [CLANK] Ah!

Boys, Look!

I've been visited by the gold fairy!

-The gold fairy?

-The winged pixie who leaves the shiny yellow while you sleep.

-I got the yellow visit too.

But my present melted.

[BEEP]

[WHIP]

[SNORING]

[BEEP]

[THUD]

[THUD]

[THUD]

[BEEP]

[CLANK]

[RIP]

-It's not just us, Skipper.

They showed up everywhere last night.

-Kowalski, shiny rectangle analysis.

[SCRATCH]

-Best guess-- targeting marks for a space laser super weapon.

Zap!

Bing-da ding ding-da-ding-ding.

Booing yow.

-Space laser countermeasures.

Rico, bend that death mirror away from the HQ.

Perhaps, uh, it should go towards the,

you-know-who habitat.

[HUFFING]

[SQUEAK]

-Ah, ah, ah!

[LAUGHS]

-Uh, guys.

What are you doing?

-Clear the line of fire, Marlene.

Unless you want a piping hot breakfast of golden laser

cakes.

-Golden laser?

No.

Guys, those are Adopt-a-critter signs.

-Adopt-a-critter?

-Well, now you're just making up words.

-No.

No.

No.

They did this back at my old aquarium.

Rich people give money to the zoo,

and they get to put their names up on the habitat.

-So, it's indentured servitude, aye?

Well-played, zoo overlords.

-Wait.

What?

It's inden--

-Mm.

Yes.

Disturbing indeed.

-Explain your ominous tonne, primate.

-It seems over 70% of the zoo's habitats

have been adopted by the Vesuvius family.

[WHOOSH]

[WOO]

[CLASH]

[CLASH]

[CAW]

[GASP]

-The Vesuvius twins-- poster punks

for park place pre-pubescent pandemonium.

-[CAW] Ooh!

[WHACK]

[THUMP]

SKIPPER: No rules, no limits, no sense of decency.

[WHOOSH]

[WHOOSH]

[GIGGLE]

-I'm a camouflage.

[SQUISH]

[WHOOSH]

[SPLAT]

-Ow!

I took the power rap!

-I shutter to contemplate what the bad duo is scheming now.

[CRINKLE]

[SQUEAL]

-I believe you'll find our proposal quite fair.

[CRINKLE]

-Crayon?

I don't read crayon.

Give me the short version.

-Being that our family just adopted over 70% of this zoo,

my colleague and I believe we should be allowed

to take selected animals home with us.

-To play.

-Right.

I got a rhino to hose down, kiddies, so why don't you--

-Lawyer Team, activate!

[WHACK]

[CRASH]

[WA-POW]

[AH]

[CRASH]

[WHIP]

-Lawsuit, [WHIP] financial ruin, [WHIP] I lose my job?

[WHOOSH] Fine.

Two animals.

Small ones.

And you pay for my ceiling.

[CACKLING]

[WHOOSH]

[CRASH]

[SLAM]

[GRUNT]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SLURP]

[SLAM]

-Ah!

-Skipper!

[WHACK]

[SLAM]

-Cage comes down-- what now?

[LAUGHING]

-Boys, avenge me!

Avenge me!

-I love you!

[CRY]

-Skipper!

-[GASP] Don't touch my stuff.

Don't touch my stuff!

[WHACK]

[LAUGHING]

[WHACK]

[SQUISH]

[YELL]

[SPLASH]

[YELL]

-Seriously, cannot believe they make TV that big.

-Focus, Ringtail.

Vesuvius' can smell weakness.

Just stay strong and never let them take your dignity.

-Please, I am a king.

I eat dignity for brunch, right between a healthy breakfast

of awesome and a lunch-size portion of [PURR].

-Gladiator!

Today you fight for honour. [CLANK]

-Huh!

-For glory.

-I don't think so.

-And for the right to grab Sergeant

Saturn's Intergalactic Death Pan.

-Ooh.

Sparkly!

[WHIP-OW]

[CLANK]

[SPLAT] -(YELLING) Fight!

Fight!

Fight!

[WHACK]

-Not I, psychopaths.

You may have claimed our bodies, but the spirit

of freedom cannot-- [DONG]

-I win!

Give me the shiny arm bangle.

Give me!

Give me.

-So what's the risk you've planned?

-The clan Vesuvius live in the poshest penthouse in Manhattan.

Security is state of the art, but I believe

I have found an entry point for us right here. [TAP]

-(YELLING) I am coming, King, Julien.

[SMACK]

Ugh!

This entry point is too itty bitty.

-Come on.

-Who's the good boy?

Who's going to get the shiny toy?

-Ooh.

I hope it is me.

-No, Ringtail.

Remember, dignity.

Hold onto it.

-Dignity don't sparkle in the sunshine, buddy.

[AH]

[UGH] [UGH] [UGH]

[DONK] [DONK]

[WHACK] [WHACK]

[CLANK]

[BUZZ]

-Hey, suck a duck, lazy booty.

You've got to be in it to win it.

-Whoa!

Yeah!

Go!

[CACKLE]

-Violence is my favourite.

[BEEP]

-There's our entry point.

It should be an easy shot straight across--

-I am coming, King Julien!

Aah!

[CRASH]

-With the grappling gun.

-Atta boy.

[WHACK]

[WHIR]

-Yeah.

[GULPING]

[MM]

[GULP]

[SNIFF SNIFF]

[UGH]

[SPLAT]

[MM]

-You are a spineless slab of pushover jelly.

[BLAH]

[HUH]

[MM]

-He ate it.

-Totally ate it.

[LAUGHING]

[CLANK]

-So [BURP] shiny.

-Trouble choking down your own pride, Ringtail?

Let that be lesson--

[BLAH]

-Ew!

-Skipper.

-Ugh!

-We just made a squirrel thing throw up on a penguin.

[BUZZING]

-Warning.

Unauthorised entry.

Press panic button for lock down.

-They must be like homing penguins or something.

They're coming right to us!

-[WHEW] No.

I'm OK.

I think I'm OK now. [BLAH] [GAG]

[OH] [OH]

-When did I have kettle corn?

[BLAH]

[POW]

-Skipper.

-Don't ask.

And don't come any closer.

It's a trap.

Rico, I'm going to need bolt cutters,

six yards of binder twine, and a--

-I'm coming, King Julien!

[SLAM]

[AH]

[WHOOSH]

[SLAM]

Aah!

-Why did we even bring him?

[SNAP]

-Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Vesuvius

Brothers Circus of Pain.

-A registered trademark of Vesuvius Enterprises.

Don't even think about copycatting.

We have lawyers.

-Go time!

Aah!

Oh!

-Behold.

The Perpetual Trapeze.

Ow! [SMACK] Ow! [SMACK] Hey!

-The Ball of [INAUDIBLE].

[UGH] [SQUISH] [UGH] [SQUISH]

-The Sick Maker.

-I am not a licenced pilot!

-And the Doomed Damsel.

-Aah!

Look out!

-Ow!

Help me!

-Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh!

Ow!

-Sorry.

[SMACK]

Ow!

[SMACK]

Sorry.

Ow!

-Sorry.

[SMACK]

Ow!

-Sorry.

-Do not worry, everyone.

King Julien will save us!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

-Ooh, ah!

We're dancing in the big top.

Mm, ah-ah, Booty loves a circus, y'all.

-Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

[WHACK]

Ah!

Hm?

Aah!

-Ringtail, I've got an exit strategy.

But I'm going to need your Sergeant Saturn's arm band.

-What?

I earned this uppity band fairly and squarely

by hitting you in the back when you were not looking.

-Listen, you self-centered sparkle traitor.

Ugh!

-Sorry!

-Forget it, Skipper.

Ow!

I came here to rescue a king.

Ah!

Not some kid's fancy little pet.

-Ow!

-How dare you speak such lyings?

Not about the fancy.

That is always the truth.

But this king is perched to no man.

-Oh yeah? [WHACK] Ow!

Tell it to that diaper leash you're wearing. [WHACK] Ow!

-[PA] What?

Oh.

What?

This?

Oh, OK.

Firstly, the diaper-- that is purely

for the personal comfort.

And the shiny gold chain, for your information-- [GAG]

-Hey.

The squirrel thing stopped dancing. [CLANK] Do it!

-Uh.

Yes.

I do love the dancing, but-- [UGH] [SPLAT]

-He said dance, monkey.

[UGH] [WHACK] [UGH] [WHACK]

-OK.

That is really annoying.

And as your king I must order you.

-Dance, monkey!

Dance!

Monkey, dance!

-Monkey, dance!

-Monkey, dance!

-Oh, my dignity has been stolen.

Maurice, for once you are a little bit

right about something.

-Oh, really?

[WHACK]

-Nobody turns the king into a little fur toy.

You can take your tyre pole and eat it!

[CLANK]

And you can take your rhiney-stone glasses too!

Oh, and this pet, yeah, this one, I actually like it,

so I'm going to keep it.

But you can take your zap band! [WHACK]

[WHOOSH]

[SPLASH]

-Hm?

Ha!

Mm, ya!

[SPLAT]

[YELL]

[YA]

[CLANG]

[CRASH]

[SMACK]

[SPLAT]

Ow!

[WHIP]

[BLOOP]

-Bullseye.

-Panic button lock down initiated.

-Huh?

[PHEW]

[PEW]

[PHEW]

[SHRING]

[AH]

[CLANG]

[PEW]

[RIP]

-Yahoo!

[RIP]

[SMACK]

[POW]

[CLANK]

[WHACK]

[WHACK]

[UGH]

-Welcome back to the circus.

-Under new management.

[EVIL LAUGH]

[CLICK]

-Huh? [RAH]

[CREAK]

[CLICK]

-[RAH] Huh?

-Well, Ringtail, you finally got your dignity back.

-Yes.

And now I will be taking this.

[SNAP]

[WHIR]

[RAH]

[CRYING]

-Mommy!

Wires!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

-I know I say this kind of thing a lot,

but this time I really, really mean it.

Behold my greatest invention ever-- the Nanites.

-Um.

I'm trying.

Where are they?

--[SIGH] Oh, scientifically illiterate Private.

It takes a microscope to view Nanites

in all their minuscule glory.

[BEEPING]

-Awaiting command.

-Oh!

They're so cute!

-If by cute you mean able to animate any mechanical object,

then yes, as a teeny button.

[SHAKE]

[BOOP]

[ZAP]

-Buffing floor.

-Oh!

It's sparkly.

It's so sparkly.

-Nope.

Don't trust it.

-[MEEP] Not to dark.

Not too dark. [DING]

[SPLAT]

[AW]

-Nope.

Still don't trust it.

-[MEEP] Coffee, freshly brewed.

-Sorry, Kowalski, but I don't trust anything

I can't see and or punt.

-Skipper, my Nanites will save us tonnes of drudgery, which

will free us for more creative pursuits.

-Oh, yeah.

[BLAH]

[ZOOM]

[CRACKLE]

Ooh.

Very nice.

-Like that.

-The Nanites do seem like they're

one of your more helpful creations.

-Exactly.

They're Kowalski creations.

And that means they're destined to go horribly wrong.

-Impossible this time, Skipper.

I have programmed the Nanites to never allow

any harm to come to a penguin.

Rico, stick me.

-OK.

[RUMBLE]

[BLAH]

[SIZZLE]

-Penguin in danger! [INAUDIBLE].

[SCREAM]

[BLOOP]

[POW]

-See?

There's no way the Nanites can go wrong.

[PATTER]

[GULP]

-Say, that's good Joe.

Well, maybe there is something to your ninny-ites.

--[SIGH] At moments like these, in the scientific community

the technical jargon is told ya!

MAURICE: I can't stand it anymore!

Ah!

[WHOOSH] [THUD]

-(CRYING) Why?

-You messed with me for the last time.

-So it finally happened.

Who had today as the day Maurice snapped.

-Rico.

-Ah!

Yeah!

Those fish, baby.

Wow!

-Wait.

The only crime here is my banana bear smoothie should

be inside my little tummy-- not outside stickying

up my majestic mid-section.

[MM]

[BLAH]

-It's this stupid old junkie blender.

[CLINK]

-So am I a smoothie now?

-Maurice, my Nanites.

Can upgrade your blender and make

your workload 95.6% less gruelling.

-I don't fully understand what you're flabbing about.

But I'm 95.6% sure I like it anyway.

[SHAKE]

[ZHOOP]

-Juice blender repair.

[RING]

[CLINK]

[ZOOM]

Blender repair complete.

Commence smoothie operation.

[SLURP]

[BUZZ]

[SPLAT]

[SQUISH]

Sweet.

[SLURP]

-A-ha!

The feelings on this matter can only be defined by dance!

Hit it.

[CLICK]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[SLURP]

[WHOOSH]

[WHOOSH]

-And mine will be defined by leaving.

[BUZZ]

[WHACK]

-Come back here, you little flirt.

[WHAP] We're destined to be together, you and me.

[WHA-POW] [BUZZ] Playing hard to get, aye?

I like that. [WHA-POW] [WHA-POW] [WHA-POW]

[WHA-POW] [WHA-POW] [WHA-POW]

[BUZZ]

[DING]

[WHOOSH]

[CREAK] [CREAK]

[CREAK]

[CREAK]

[CREAK]

[BUZZ]

I suppose you think this is funny.

[AH-HA-HA]

[BUZZ]

[CLICK]

[SNAP]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[UH-OH]

-Help!

[WHIR]

[MEEP]

-Wait a minute!

Where's my Lunacorn?

[ZHOOP]

Oh, thank you.

[CLICK] [CLICK] [CLICK]

-How's that? [SNAP] Oo-la-la!

I am hot.

[SHOOP]

-Guys, Barry the frog's tongue is

caught in the cotton candy machine.

It's winding up, and it's going to get real ugly, real soon.

-Wow.

Never in the history of language have those words

been put together in that order.

-All that cotton candy is in danger.

-Yeah.

And Barry too.

-Ah.

Never a fan.

Still, this mission is going to be dangerous.

-Right.

Barry is a poison dart frog.

His touch is devastatingly toxic.

We should work out a meticulous strategy

with an emphasis on caution and safety.

-Or we could just wing it like we always do.

I mean, what is danger?

Right?

-Yeah.

It's just anger hiding behind a plosive consummate.

[SNORTING LAUGH]

-Little obscure, even for you, Kowalski.

-All right, bud.

Let's just go.

[WHOOSH] [SCREECH]

-Danger!

Danger! [BEEP] Initiate penguin protection protocol.

[SIREN]

[CLANK]

[WHOOSH]

[WHIR]

[ZOOM]

-Huh?

Hey!

What now?

-Bye-bye, blender.

I will always remember you as a friend.

[CLANK]

[CLANK]

[CLANK]

-Assimilating new ordinance.

[ZAP]

[CLANK]

[SQUEAK]

[ZHOOP]

[CLANK]

[ZOOM]

[CLINK]

-Penguins must be saved.

[BLOOP]

[SCREECH]

[VROOM]

--[UGH] This hurts worse than it looks.

[WHOOSH]

-Everyone relax.

We're here.

Cotton candy will soon be safe.

Hm?

Oh, yeah.

And Barry too.

Kowalski, take the bough.

Rico, broad-proof me.

[BLAH]

[SHRING]

[CLANG CLANG]

Private, look concerned.

-On it, Skipper.

-Easy toxic amphibian.

Slow and steady, and nobody gets hurt.

-I'm suffering.

-Permit me.

[BEEP] [BEEP] [BEEP]

-Penguin must be removed from danger.

[ZHOOP]

-Hey!

Ho!

This is uncomfortable!

-Penguin must be removed from danger.

-It's the Nanites following the protective protocol.

[WHIP]

[AH]

[WHIP]

[UGH]

[WHIP]

[OW]

[SCREECH]

-Wait!

Where are you going?

-Tell them to stand down.

-Verbal override.

Good idea.

Should have done that.

Didn't, but should have.

[UGH]

[WHACK]

[WHOOSH]

[SMACK]

[SCREECH]

[WHIR]

[WHIR]

[WHOOP]

[WHACK]

[THUMP]

[WHIR]

[WHISH]

[WHISH]

[WHISH]

[WHISH]

[WHIR]

[WHISH]

[CRASH]

[SCREECH]

[WHOOSH]

[WHISH]

-Ow!

Ugh!

[WHIP]

[BLAH]

[WHIR]

[WHACK]

[WHIP-POW]

[SMACK]

[OH]

[WHIP]

[SMACK]

Yeow!

[WHIR]

[POOF]

-You guys are great.

I could hug you all.

-No!

[ZOOM]

[SHOOP]

[SHOOP]

-Amphibian threat neutralised.

BARRY: OK.

Like I was just kidding with the hug thing.

Can you guys let me out now? [KNOCK KNOCK]

Hello?

-Who smells science gone wrong?

Anybody?

You, tall guy.

-[SIGH] Yeah, OK.

Maybe just a whiff.

[BEEPING]

This should do it.

-Overriding safety protocols denied.

Nice try.

[VROOM]

[DRILL]

-What's all that about?

[DRILL]

[SHOOP]

[SHOOP]

[SHOOP]

[DRILL]

-Leaky, didgy beard!

We're being sealed in!

[CLANK]

[BLEEP]

[CLINK]

-Containment complete.

-Containment?

As in trapped?

-What?

-This cannot stand.

We're the pond strikes.

We're blow-holes.

[ROAR]

We're that the new guy in the reptile house.

You know that guy with the twitchy eye

and the blue tongue.

You've all seen it, right?

He's trouble, right?

Kowalski, front and centre.

Prepare to receive a disciplinary fish slapping.

-Ready and deserving, Skipper.

[ZAP]

[UGH]

[HUH]

[CLANK] [CLANK] [CLANK]

-Huh?

Hm.

-The safety protocols.

No harm to a penguin, which I am.

-Right.

Prepare for punitive cuddles and hugs.

[WHACK]

[UGH]

[WHACK]

[THUD]

Get off!

I just want to hug him with my fist! [SPLAT]

-I can fix this.

Give me an hour. [PAT]

-What are we supposed to do now?

-Talk amongst yourselves.

Try to make it interesting.

[SLAM]

[VROOM]

[ZOOM]

[SLURP]

-[MM] They are yummy smoothies.

-[MM-HM]

[MUMBLES]

[WHOOSH]

-Eat plunger, Nanite!

[THUD]

[ZAP]

[POP]

[SHOOP]

-Retreat!

Retreat!

-Cold smoked kielbasa, Kowalski.

You did it!

-It was a simple matter of creating a localised,

electromagnetic pulsar--

-Have a-- have a-- have a flappy beak all you want.

I'm going Nanite hunting.

Hoo-hah!

[BLAH]

[SIZZLE]

[PEW]

[SPLAT]

-Hey, Nanites!

Come grab a hot, steaming serving of-- what the what?

[WHOOP]

-Nanite's protocol engaged.

Protect penguins.

Oh, a whole bunch of heck.

-Yep.

[WHIR]

[MM]

[WHIP]

[WHOOSH]

[WHOOSH]

[CLANK]

-Scatter!

Get t weapon!

[WHOOSH]

[RATTLE]

[POW] [POW] [POW] [POW]

[SCREAM]

[WHOO] [WHOO]

[PEW] [PEW]

-Rico's toast!

Ah! [PLOP] Hm?

[RATTLE]

[BEEP]

[WHIR]

[PEW]

-I've been winkied.

[WHOOSH]

[WHIR]

[WOO]

-Ha-ha!

[BEEP]

[BEEP]

[DING]

[POW]

[SPLATTER]

Ugh!

-Poor penguin missing.

Scanning.

-Gotcha.

-Penguin smug levels rising.

[PEW]

-Oh, nuts.

[CRASH]

Ow.

[CLANK]

[SIZZLE]

-Emergency.

Emergency.

Penguin injured.

-We have violated our own safety protocols.

Have them all shut down.

Requiring.

[BUZZ]

[ZAP]

[CRASH]

[CLANK]

[POW]

[CRASH]

-Ow again.

[POW]

-OK, what just happened?

-Victims of their own programming.

They self-terminated.

-Ew!

-So, that's the end of the Nanites.

-I believe so.

-So there's nothing protecting us penguins from danger.

-It would seem that way.

-Kowalski, going to have to test that theory by fish

slapping you into next week.

[SQUAWK]

Come back here!

Take it like a penguin! [SMACK] [SMACK]

[YELLING]

[THEME MUSIC]