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NARRATOR: And now DreamWorks, "The Penguins of Madagascar."

[THEME MUSIC]

KING JULIEN: Hit it.

[PARTY MUSIC]

-Yeah.

-Cute and cuddly boys.

-I am smiling Private, and you know how I hate that.

-Coming Skipper.

-Oh.

-And that's a wrap.

Man, we are in complete preparedness for commissioner

McSlade's annual pose with the penguins photo opportunity.

-And with three days to spare.

-Still kids, still cuddly.

-Excellent.

100% rested and ready for the paparazzi.

Fact, I slept like a rock last night.

-Uh-huh, me too.

-Mm.

Well, I did note that the lemurs were unusually

quiet during the nocturnal hours.

-Perhaps it's because they're not there.

-A front from Julian's crown, a partially eaten mango, and--

[GASPS]

-- --the bouncy.

It hasn't been slept in!

-I suspect foul play.

-Oh, [INAUDIBLE]!

-The lemurs were just AWOL.

-Ah!

Alice at 12:00!

-Oh.

-Distraction manoeuvres, go!

-Ah.

-What the--

[CRASH]

-Ah.

Oh.

-Ringtail, you can't just wander off like that.

-If Alice were to take notice of your absence,

the zoo would be put into total lockdown.

-We're just out in the park hanging in the treetops.

-Just like we used to do in Madagascar,

sleeping in the branches and under the stars.

Wha-- oh.

-Look-ey, look-ey.

I brought back an ear of pine cone.

[LAUGHING]

Ow.

Ow.

Ay-- om, om.

Mort, start this for me.

-Ow!

[GROWLING]

-But you're supposed to be in the zoo.

-Yeah.

Don't be such a worry wart hog.

Ha, we'll be back every morning before the zoo's even opening.

-Eh?

-[LAUGHING]

The pine cone eated my tooth.

Also, ow!

-You can't move to the park.

-It will upset the balance of everything.

-Right.

-Stand down men.

I'll handle this.

Ringtail, this is a bang up idea.

-Huh?

-Skipper, you can't be serious.

-Lemurless silent nights, Private.

-But one mistake, and our whole operation could be compromised.

-Nah.

I got a way for them to fly under the radar.

This tunnel is your ticket in and out of the zoo.

-Skipper, this tunnel is only to be

used by authorised penguin personnel.

-While on official penguin business.

-Oh, really?

Who says?

-You do.

-Huh.

SKIPPER (ON RADIO): This penguin tunnel

is only to be a by authorised penguin personnel while

on official penguin business.

-Well, that's really more of a guideline.

Ringtail, the tunnel is yours.

Just make sure you're back in the zoo first thing in the AM.

-Well, I like to wake up slowly, ease

into the morning with a smoothie.

-First thing.

Don't tell anyone about this arrangement, hm?

-OK.

My lips are sealed.

Mm.

See?

-The park, you say?

-It's upscale and very spacious.

-Right, Phil.

We could use a classier environment.

Plus, new things to throw poo at.

-And the crime rate is surprisingly low.

-Untapped territories.

-All in all, they are not so much undesirable peoples

there, if you know what I mean.

-You're there, aren't you?

-Yes, but I don't say-- ah, right.

You're poking fun at me.

That's a good one.

-Oh!

Another night of blissful, lemur free sleep.

-I have to admit, it is peaceful.

No more late night refrigerator raids.

-No loud parties.

[SNORING]

-My sentiments exactly, Rico.

Nighty night, boys.

-Good night Skipper.

-Sweet dreams.

-Something's not right.

-It's the quiet.

-It's--

-Too quiet.

-Nope.

It's fine.

Good night.

-But Skipper, the ambient noise levels are too low,

even accounting for the absence of--

-Ah, buh, buh, buh, buh, buh, beh-- go to sleep.

That's an order.

-You made the silence too loud.

Happy?

-There's no sign of him.

Joey, Mason, Phil.

-Everyone's gone!

-I knew this would get up out of hand.

-Go away.

Go away.

-We-- oh.

-Ringtail.

You were supposed to keep this a secret.

KING JULIEN: Go away.

-Wee!

Oh.

-I did keep it a secret.

And then I shared it.

Besides, this is party central, and who wants to party alone?

Go away--

-Wee!

Oh.

-You got that right, baby.

I just signed a lease on a high rise sycamore.

-Signed a what?

-I know.

A young, urban professional like yourself wants to own.

Now, I got a hot deal on a one room stump.

-Oo.

I've always wanted my own stump.

-Oh yeah.

It's the American dream, right?

-Oh.

-Now you know, oh.

I'd like to put you in a flowering shrub.

Maybe something-- are you ready?

Pond adjacent!

-Oh!

[EXCITED NOISES]

-Skipper, the potential for disaster here is--

-Worth the risk.

Besides, it's just the little tiny animals who've moved out.

He, he--

-We're in the market for a duplex.

-Can you help us out?

-Can I?

Hey, do geese fly south for the winter?

Well, not anymore.

Because Archie found them a ranch style hedge.

-Uh, it'll be fine.

-Glad you blokes could make it.

Got lemonade.

Plenty of kick to it, just like Joey.

-Oh, it's so nice to finally meet the neighbours.

-We've always been your neighbours.

-But in this neighbourhood, you feel like new,

better neighbours.

-Aha!

Yeah, you should have been there, I'm telling you.

It was totally off the chis-ay.

-Hey!

Pay attention!

-And I'm saying the same thing to you, pal.

-Ah.

You know, I've seen beautiful days before.

But mama nature, you knocked this one out of the park.

KOWALSKI (ON RADIO): Skipper, we have a situation.

-Kowalski, you ruined my mama nature baseball analogy.

-Burt has jackkniffed, and is blocking the tunnel.

--[SIGHS] I thought I saw a mouse.

-What is the holdup?

-Don't know.

Everything just stopped.

-No.

What is the hold up with my super berry double frosted

extra sweet mango kiwi smoothie?

[SLURPING]

-Gimme gimme.

-Wee-- oh.

[SLURPING]

-Ah.

Life is once again fruity and delicious.

-OK.

This isn't ideal, but we can manage this.

After all, the zoo doesn't open for another hour.

-Um, Skipper, Commissioner McSlade

will be here any minute.

-Whoa, wait, what?

McSlade's photo op is today?

-If Alice and the Commissioner see an empty zoo--

-There will be questions.

-Investigations.

-They'll find our secret tunnel.

We'll be found out!

Our whole operation, everything we've worked for

will be destroyed-- everything!

Didn't I tell you this was a bad idea?

-Me?

You're the one--

-Save your weak excuses for the formal inquiry, Private.

We've got to fix this.

Kowalski, you unpack the pachyderm

while we delay McSlade.

-A perfect day for a photo op.

I'm going to look fantastic in this light.

-Let's get this over with.

I got a crazy mommy group in the petting zoo,

and we're low on hand sanitizer.

Oh.

Pardon me, jerk.

Hey, where are my keys?

-Ha-ha!

-Kowalski, report?

-I'll have the tunnel cleared in no time,

thanks to my shrinky-shrinker ray.

Oh, crud.

-Uh, old locks can be most tricky.

But Gus is trickiest.

Let me grab toolbox.

-Mwahaha.

-Hey, hey, come back here!

-Max, I've set the shrink-shrinker ray on reverse.

-Would that make it a biggy-bigger ray?

-Don't confuse the situation with semantics.

Just zap me back to full size.

-Is that what you mean to do?

-Does it look like this is what I meant to do?

-Kowalski, give me some good news.

-Too small.

Too big.

Too fat.

Too thin.

too-- oh, why am I polka dotted?

-Ha, ha, ha.

-Ah.

Why are we not moving?

-I told you.

Everything stopped.

-Bah.

I need to freshen my smoothie.

Here, you keep honking the moat while I get another smoothie.

Now, uh, where do smoothies come from?

Ah, this pipeline runs into the zoo.

It must be the smoothie pipeline filled

with yummy smoothie-ness.

-There's no such thing as a smoothie pipeline.

-How are you so sure, little man?

-That's a water main.

Ba-a-- I wouldn't do that.

There's a lot of pressure in those things.

-Huh.

And no smoothies?

-Just water.

So leave it alone.

-OK, take it easy.

Don't have to tell me twice.

-Apparently, I do.

Huh!

-Sha!

Ah!

[GRUNTING]

-I'll get the spare key.

-Kowalski.

I need results now.

-Skipper, I am not having the best day.

And your abrasive results-driven management style

is not helping.

-Um, I feel something funny.

Ah!

-Come on.

-We're out of options-- finished, ruined.

Huh?

-Whoa.

-Ah.

-Oh.

-Whoa.

-Beautiful!

Let's get some snaps.

-Or maybe that'll happen.

-Uh.

I can't be standing no more of this commuting.

From now on, this king will only live in my kingly kingdom.

-Well Private, Chief got lucky this time.

Really dodged a bullet.

-What?

Me again?

-Yep.

Bet you learned an important lesson

about sticking to the rules.

And that's what counts.

All's well that ends well, am I right?

-Mm, no Skipper, not really.

-Hello.

-Uh, New Zealand laughing owls?

Huh.

OK.

-It worked!

We didn't even have to judo him.

-Boo!

Focus men.

This chamber of doom leaves a sour taste in my beak.

-It's just the museum, Skipper.

We've been before.

-But not to the hole of avian extinction.

-[SIGHS]

Long, dead birds.

-Oh.

That's sour to me taste.

-Target sighted.

-We need one of those feathers.

Go!

-Blah, blah, blah-choo!

[WHISTLING]

-Grab a feather.

-Which one?

-Just grab one!

-Rico, starline retreat.

-Well, we've secured feather from the extinctive what--

wo-- Kowalski, pronunciation options?

-Wa-ta-ha.

-Phase one is complete.

-Commencing phase two.

We clone said feather and bring the bird back to life.

-And phase three?

-Well, we gloat, Private.

We've lost too many good birds to the cruel world

of extinction.

I say no more.

It's time we stop nurturing nature.

Men, commence operation word on extinction.

-All right.

-Almost ready Skipper.

All I need to do is add the clonotron's fuel,

the rare Higgs boson particle.

There's only one of these babies in the known universe,

and you will never guess where I found it.

-In the belly.

-Is it safe, Skipper

-Not even close.

And that's why I like it.

Hit it!

-Oh.

-That display wasn't very accurate.

-Kowalski, what happened?

-The feather we took must have belonged

to another extinct bird.

-It was chaos!

Feathers everywhere!

Anybody could have made that mistake.

-Easy Skipper.

No one is blaming you, except me.

-So which extinct bird is this?

-Raphus Cucullatus-- AKA, the dodo bird.

-My buds call me dod, if I had any buds.

Hey, what happened to all my buds, anyway?

-Dude?

-That's right.

Daredevil dodo extraordinare--air--air--air.

-Daredevil?

-All dodos are, chief.

Top to bountiful, bottomfull, fearless.

-Sounds like you'd make a good penguin.

Dangerzone, 9:00 to 5:00.

-With knitting from 5:00 to 5:15.

-Ignore him.

-Boom!

We're friends.

And that's a round trip from my chest pumper to yours.

Dojo truth.

-He's so snuggley.

Skipper, we have to help him.

He's endangered.

-Agreed, young Private.

Whenever I see a fellow bird deprived of the gift of flight,

much like us, well, I can't help but feel

a certain measure of-- you can clone up another one, right?

-Certain measure of what now?

-Uh, nevermind.

We need to find you a home, pronto,

away from our explosives.

-You're a bit of a loose cannon around our loose canons.

-He's a nice guy.

Good conversationalist.

-Yeah, I've had some not great roommate

experiences in the past.

But I don't know.

Maybe--

-Look at me!

I'm a firework cowboy.

I'm blazing--

-I uh, I may have forgotten to lock the amo vault.

-To awesome-ville and-- whoa, scene change.

Where'd the otter go?

-A real intellectual.

You sophisti-cats love it.

-I'm making like the monkeys.

-You will hose that off, yes?

-He's clean, he's quiet.

He's--

-Taste the rush, baby!

-I thought I said, hold him down.

-He's quite wiggley.

DODE: Hey, what's this thing do?

[CRASH]

And what happens if I shake it-- real hard, like this?

-There isn't anywhere in the zoo safe for him.

He's completely mad.

-Huh.

Huh.

-But on a positive note, all these feathers

make for a brilliantly fluffy pillow.

-It seems centuries of living without natural predators

has caused the dodo's DNA to evolve without fear genes.

-So they're literally fearless?

-In the most stupid way possible.

-Defective DNA?

Oh, you're playing dirty on this way, huh nature?

-But then it's impossible to keep Dode from going extinct.

-Unacceptable, Private.

What if nature suddenly decides to do a little spring

cleaning in the penguin gene pool?

-I don't want to be extinct.

-We've got to show nature we're in charge of our survival.

-Right you are, Skipper.

-I just want to clone things.

-No more defence.

Time we get offensive.

-You got it.

[BURP]

-Kowalski, antiextension options?

-Woo-hoo!

Where's the action, jackson?

--[INAUDIBLE] pump your brakes, amigo.

We've got a gift for you.

-Ta-dah.

-Safety pad, safety goggles, and safety helmet, customised.

-See?

It has a loonacorn on it.

This is Queen Please and Thank You.

She's the good mannered one.

-Oh, sorry man.

The Dode do not roll that way.

-Well, the Dode is going to roll into extinction again.

-Extinct again?

If I went extinct, then how am I here to do this?

-You've done been mollywat by your own logic.

[LAUGHING]

One for the Dode.

Yes!

-Wear it.

Wear it!

Wear it!

-Nu-uh.

Woo-hoo!

-He's making a break for it.

-Get that Dodo.

[ALARM]

-Oh, poor Dode.

I don't think I'll ever forget that horrible, horrible sound.

-And that is why you never bobsled on the cheese grater.

Well, maybe we rushed into this operation.

I hereby order a halt to all recloning

until we have a new strategy.

I repeat, no more clones.

DODO: Woo-hoo!

-Sweet blueberry buckle!

-Woo-hoo!

-Woo-hoo!

-Kowalski, what happened?

-Judging by the vibration of my voice,

I'd say the cloning machine overloaded

and is about to explode beneath us.

-The Higgs boson particle!

Skipper, that was the only one in the known universe.

Wait, Rico-- have another?

[GAGGING]

-Uh-uh.

-I can't reclone Dode without it.

-Wha-- but that means--

-These are the last dodos ever.

-Gentlemen, final battle of bird versus nature ends now.

At stake is the survival of an entire species.

Some of us probably won't make it through.

But this mission is bigger than us,

and our tolerance for excruciating pain

is bigger than--

-Skipper, while you were talking,

three dodos blew themselves up.

[EXPLOSION]

-Four, five--

[EXPLOSION]

-Six.

-Right.

Move, move, move.

-Dodo bowling.

-Dodo high five.

-My car!

-We failed.

A moment of silence for our fallen friend.

[TRUMPET MIMIC]

-So young, too young.

-Don't know you cared, Kowalski.

-Mm?

Dode?

-His lives may have been short, but his legacy remained,

carried on by an angry ringtail-- wait, what?

-Julien, you saved one.

-Is this doodoo belonging to you?

He was showering me with the wacky bird tribute, which

it was cabooming, and is so not cool with the king!

-Y'all seen a buzz saw tied to a rhino around here?

-Ah!

Uh, why don't you get it?

Extinction bad, living good!

Open your eyes!

-Anyone ever tell you you have a really flat head?

-Ah!

-It's no use Skipper.

It seems he's destined to end up with the extinct

birds at the museum.

-You know what Kowalski, maybe that's the best thing for him.

Hey uh, Dode, you up for a challenge?

-Anywhere, anytime.

So where's this ultimate stunt master at?

Better not be taking me on a momma goose chase.

-Right here.

-Hey, he's kind of dorky looking for a daredevil.

-Oh, he's the real deal.

In fact, he's challenging you right now.

-Well, really?

What?

-Ultimate staring contest.

[BLOWS RASPBERRY]

Too easy.

-Did I mention it's extreme and uh, deh, rad?

-Tubular, tritubular.

-Nah, low risk, low interest.

-Well, if you ain't got the chops dude.

-Ah.

Oh, oh, oh.

You talkin' smack, son?

All right, Mr. Blank Eyes.

I don't care if it takes all day every day.

You're not getting rid of me 'til I beat you,

and that's the Dodo truth.

Oh, oh.

I'm sorry.

Have we started already?

OK, OK.

He's good.

-Um, is this really going to work Kowalski?

-He's a dodo.