Happy Feet Page #7

but you're causing an awful lot of grief.

Am I not making myself clear?

I'm speaking plain penguin.

Penguin! Don't you understand?

You're stealing our fish.

Oh, please, anyone, talk to me!

For pity's sake, you're stealing our F-l-S--

After three days, he would lose his voice.

After three months...

... he would all but lose his mind.

So you found the fish, baby.

Ma?

- Hi, sweetie.

- Ma.

Fluffy, no matter what they say or do,

we never stopped believing in you.

So you'll be back soon, right?

Hey, come on. Let him eat.

Go ahead, Dave. Don't mind us.

But there's plenty for everyone.

It's okay, sugar. We can wait.

No, no, Ma! Ma!

There's lots here. Ma!

Ma!

- Kids, you gotta see this.

- He's on now.

Hey! Hello!

- Isn't that the fellow with the wacky feet?

- Looks like.

- What was his name?

- I thought he was dead.

- Everybody--

- Apparently not.

Everybody, listen up! I've got big news.

I know who's taking the fish!

- Yeah, and they took his brain.

- It's the aliens.

- I made contact with them.

- The lunatic is back.

The aliens are taking our fish.

Someone ought to fetch

Noah and the elders.

Hey, you.

Gloria.

Kind of weird, seeing you again.

Yeah.

- Everything cool here, baby?

- You remember Seymour.

Yeah. Hi, Seymour.

Yeah.

So which one is yours?

All of them.

This is our singing class.

He teaches rhythm. I teach the blues.

- So you're not--?

- I guess I never heard the right song.

That's great! I didn't mean... .

I found out who's taking the fish.

They're big and kind of ugly,

but, Gloria...

...the things they can do.

They're coming here.

Oh, is that so?

They'll be here soon.

I think they wanna help us.

So now you speak with them?

Well, they don't speak penguin,

but they seem to respond to this.

- What's he doing?

- You gotta be kidding me.

I suggest we all do it.

It really gets their attention.

And why would it do that?

Beats me, but it works.

- Hey, it's the hippity-hopper.

- Freaky feet!

Boys, boys--

- Fluffy.

- Tall guy.

- Stretch!

- Amigo!

So you dare come back?

He says he's found aliens

and they're taking our fish.

He says that they're coming

and we all have to do this.

There be no such thing as aliens!

Mumble, turn around.

It's a disease.

Is that from them?

Yeah. But don't be afraid.

I think it's a way to find me, that's all.

You led them here?

You turned them on your own kind?

Wait a second, you just said

there's no such thing as aliens.

Well, there's not.

But if there were, only a traitorous fool

would bring them here.

But they have to come.

They're the ones taking our fish.

They can do something about it.

None but the Great 'Guin

has the power to give and take away.

The Great 'Guin didn't put things

out of whack, the aliens did.

A fool returns this day

to mock our suffering.

We are starving

and he wants us to hippity-hop.

So do we hold fast to our ways...

...or do we bend to the fetid fantasies

of a dancing fool?

Say, how does that feet thing go again?

Yeah, show us, Mumble.

Oh, it's really quite easy.

No, no!

No, you must resist!

That's right.

- Pointless nonsense.

- Resist! Stand your ground!

Stand your ground against this folly!

Raise your voices, brothers.

Cry out in defiance of this jiggity-joggity!

Show me what you got.

You got it.

Come on.

Work, work it.

Yes, yes! Call on the wisdoms!

Let the world tremble!

For when all others leave...

...we remain!

Mumble! Mumble!

Mama? Amigos.

- Oh, Mama.

- Oh, my boy.

- My gorgeous boy.

- Oh, Mama.

- Look at him.

- You're so dazzling.

- Oh, Fluffy.

- We waited and waited for you.

- Oh, yeah.

- Where's Pa?

Believe me. You don't wanna see

your deadbeat dad.

- Your pa is sort of... .

- What?

Come on, I'll show you.

Memphis?

Memphis?

Pa?

Mumble?

Is it truly you?

Every last bit of me, Pa.

I thought... .

Pa?

There ain't been one day...

...not one day, that I done right by you.

Oh, Pa.

Dance for him, Daddy.

Dance with your boy.

You'll have to forgive me.

The music's gone clean out of me.

No, it hasn't.

It's just like singing with your body.

Come on, baby. We can do it.

Oh, Mama.

It's just one big old foot after the other.

That's it.

Yeah.

- Yeah, see?

- Well, that feels good.

You don't have to be beautiful

Yeah, Memphis.

To turn me on

Daddy.

I just need your body, baby

From dusk till dawn

You don't have to be rich to be my girl

You don't have to be cool

To rule my world

Ain't no particular song

I'm more compatible with

I just want your extra time and your...

Holy flock!

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy.

I think you better dance now.

First, there was just one.

Now there's thousands.

- Are they trying to tell us something?

- What's the problem?

- We're messing with their food chain.

- We've gotta do something.

- We suggest a ban on all marine harvesting.

- Too much money. Too many jobs.

Why should we do anything at all?

They're just a bunch of flightless birds

at the bottom of the world.

I don't wanna live in a world

without penguins.

What are we gonna do about it?

Bang up the sign "No Fishing."

Is equal to the love...

...you make.

Oh, baby. Right on.

Looking back on when I

Was a little nappy-headed boy

It's like a jungle sometimes

It makes me wonder

How I keep from going under

Bring it on! Go ahead!

Even though we sometimes

Would not get a thing

We were happy with

The joy the day would bring

I wish those days

Would come back once more

Come back those days, those days

Come back, don't go

Come here, babe. Come on back.

Come on back

- Come on back

- Come on back

- Come on back

- Come on back

I love them, I love them

I love them, I love them

Those days, those days

Those days, those days

Those days

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