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Oh, there's nothing like a good jog through the park, right, Maurice?

Like, you would know.

Ugh. oof!

Yea!

I winned the race.

First off, Mort, it wasn't a race.

When we exercise, we all win.

Second off, I am the king, so...

♪ In your face uh-uh ♪

♪ I won the race, uh-uh ♪

♪ You, sir, are a loser, ha! ♪

Ah.

This health kick is kicking my butt.

Can we call it a day?

What? No Pilates? No!

And you're walking back to the zoo on your own two feet.

But we just got here.

There's so much seeing to be sighting.

Kitty cats!

Dirty, lousy Kitty cats!

Who what?

Kitty cats, Kitty cats, I hate Kitty cats!

That dumb doggy thinks we are lowly felines.

This may not be the best time to argue the point.

Oops. I missed the Kitty cats.

Run! Kitty cats!

Gonna get you, Kitty cats.

He's gaining on us!

Mort, save your king!

Waa!

Poor Mort. How could you?

Don't worry. I have a plan to fix this.

Smiles are like daisies.

Plant one and dozens spring up.

Oh lunacorns, you are so wise and so right.

Hello.

We are needing a new cute guy.

And this one will do in a pinching.

Ringtail, you lost me at "Hello."

That was your big plan?

Look, a big dog in the park got Mort.

Big dog. Really big!

Sad eyes in canine danger?

Saddle up, boys.

Wait, wait, wait!

We don't need any saddling.

I already have a better plan.

"New Cute guy?" hmmm?

Private, the first hours in any search and rescue are vital.

I can't lose another minute to Ringtail's shenanigans.

You can count on me, Skipper.

Here's your new cute guy.

Ah!

What the deuce?

Laugh.

Sad eyes, you're playing with this beast?

Oh, hi, penguins.

This is my new bestest friend, Elmer.

He plays, and makes lots and lots of slobber.

Oh, thanks, lil squeaky.

You're the bestest friend I ever had.

Even better than that old sock with the hole in it

I found that one time.

I thought little squeaky was a dirty stinking Kitty cat.

But he's not at all.

He's a...

Squeak! Lil squeaky!

Okay. Glad you two are having fun.

But this is a search and rescue.

The search is over, now it's time for the rescue.

Oh!

Bye-Bye, Elmer.

I'm gonna miss you lil squeaky.

This needn't be goodbye forever.

Really?

Certainly, you could schedule what humans call a "playdate."

Playdate?

A time when children play together So their high-Strung

mothers can actually talk like grown-Ups

for more than two stinking minutes.

They're very high-Strung.

I like play-dates.

Playdate tomorrow?

Okay! Okay!

Playdate tomorrow, playdate tomorrow, playdate tomorrow.

Better idea.

Playdate today!

Wee-He-He-he!

We got a runner!

Whoa!

Okay, New cute guy, here's how we are doing things.

Maurice makes the smoothies

while you try to cuddle the royal feets

and subsequently fail when I kick you.

Gosh... Maurice always makes the smoothies?

Yep, that's my job.

Every single day.

Well, the lunacorns say "You'll enjoy life more

if you share a chore."

I'll make the smoothies.

Hey, whoa, whoa, Wait, wait.

Then who is trying to cuddle the royal feets?

Maurice? He's not even cute.

He's got a point. Cute ain't my thing.

Oh, well, um, you're kinda cute, king Julien.

Cute?

I'm freakishly adorable.

I mean have you seen this fluffity tail?

Right, so maybe you should cuddle Maurice's feet.

Okay, I will.

And I should do the best... Wait. What?

I like the new guy.

He's a real idea man.

The readings from the hound Hunter indicate that...

there are possible design flaws.

It's mine. I'm not sharing.

Mine, you hear. Oh, it's you guys.

Hey, what's up?

Moon cat.

Again, I'm not really from the moon.

I wish you would call me Max.

Moon cat, it's a happy accident of fate

that we crossed paths.

It is?

Indeed.

We need Intel on a fellow stray.

A large canine named Elmer.

We'll pay you for your trouble.

Well, you guys did save my life... Thanks god...

And what kind of cat would I be

if I passed up the chance to stick it

to some mangy flea taxi?

Now, if you want to find a dog,

you gotta think like a dog.

You gotta be a dog.

Profiling the perp. Classic!

Everybody, down on all fours. Good golly.

Remind me to swing back here

to look for my lost dignity.

Somewhere near a fire hydrant,

in an alley, behind a restaurant,

preferably Chinese.

Dogs love sweet and sour pork.

Wong's fragrant garden on 28th.

You'll find your pooch there.

Top notch work, moon cat.

Down boy!

Huh?

Maurice, you left my favorite Fanning frond on the ground,

and now it's all broken because of your stupid head and...

Whoa, whoa, king Julien.

Like Princess Selfrespectra says,

"Please be alert, your words can hurt."

Okay, yes, but this dummyhead...

Uh-Uh, using your kind words, tell me the problem.

Maurice left my favorite Fanning frond on the ground.

And?

Now it is broken! Because?

I stepped on it!

So you broke it.

Um, well, yes. Er, technically.

So what to you have to say to Maurice?

Eh... I'm sorry?

What just happened?

Apology accepted.

There, all better.

Come on, jump, lil squeaky!

I'm tired.

I don't feel like playing the chewy-Pokey teeth game anymore.

You wanna meet the sock with the hole in it?

There's are target.

We clearly came to the right cat.

I have my moments.

All right, we're going to need 50 Pounds of C4,

a Sherman tank and a giant bendy straw.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You're just going to attack again?

Yup. go with what you know, right?

No, guys, no.

Brute force will just make him run.

You got to lure him away from your little lemur pal.

All fours!

Think dog. What would a dog want?

A bone? Too obvious.

Old beat-up shoes? Too nasty.

Eh?

That won't work, either. Yum.

Though I'll hold onto this. Purely for research purposes.

Now come on, guys.

We're thinking like dogs here.

What makes a mutt lose its mind?

Go so crazy nuts, that it can't think

of anything else but one thing.

What're you guys looking at?

Meow!

It's not working. sell it, soldier.

Meow! I'm a cat!

That's me!

A cream lapping, yarn playing, mouse hating c-a-T cat!

Hey, are you a cat?

Kitty cat!

Argh!

Kitty, Kitty, Kitty cat!

Come on, sad eyes.

Bye, Socky. It was very nice meeting you.

Don't be a stranger.

Squeak!

Lil squeaky!

Run, Max! Run!

Don't think about the fish they gave you.

Don't think about how they saved your life.

Don't think about how they're your only friends.

Oh, you had to go and think that.

Hey!

Oh, was that your tail?

That is one brave moon cat.

It's True what the lunacorns say.

"Work's like fun when done by more than one."

Oh, if that didn't rhyme, I would dismiss it as idiotic.

You missed a spot.

I do not like this new cute guy and its radical ideas.

I want my Mort back!

King Julien!

Mort?

I'm home!

Thanks for taking one for the Waddle, young private.

My pleasure, Skipper.

You know what the lunacorns say.

No, I don't, private.

And I intend to keep it that way.

Moon cat, you will not be forgotten.

21-Fish salute!

Oh! the horror.

Guys, are all these fish from you?

Wow! Max, you're not devoured.

Nah... while Elmer was chewing on me,

we got to talking.

It turns out we got a lot in common.

We're both strays.

We could both use a friend.

So Elmer doesn't mind the fact you're a...

Lemur.

Which I am.

I thought he was a Kitty cat. Dumb Elmer, boo.

Max says he's a lemur, and he should know, right?

Since he's a lemur, he'd be an expert on lemur... things.

That's good dog logic, Elmer.

Don't blow this!

Max is my new bestest friend.

He's from a place called Madagascar.

That's right, big guy! Mad-a-gas-Car.

Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah.