Madagascar Page #6
Oh, no, fella, that is
the real deal right there.
Look at that, that's not a bad view.
That's the thing that you were always
looking at, but it's actually there.
- That's the real version of...
- How about once around the park?
Let's get our blood pumping,
Who's with me?!
Naw. I don't think I could...
You're it!
Hey! Want to play around?
Got you there!
Come here!
You're it.
Hey, stop that!
Hey, you're crazy!
OK, Marty, I'm it.
I'm it. I'm it. You win.
Come on, Alex, get in the groove.
I haven't eaten in two days.
My blood sugar's real low.
I just don't have the energy.
I don't think that's your problem.
First of all, that's not
how you run in the wild.
Let's go. Put the rubber to the road!
You have
to let out that inner lion.
- Now, who's the cat?
- Marty, I really don't...
You are, that's who.
Come on! Here we go!
That's it. Let's build up
some steam! You the cat.
- Who's the cat?
- You the cat.
- Who's the cat?
- You the cat.
Who's the cat? Who's the cat?
Who's the cat? Who's the cat?
Who's the cat? Who's the cat?
Who's the cat? Who's the cat?
I'm the cat!
Surprise!
You're it. You're it!
Cant juke the cat. Cat's too quick.
I feel like a mile-high pastrami on rye
on the fly from the deli in the sky!
- Let's go wild!
- Now you're talking!
Man! I feel different.
Noogie, noogie, noogie.
Noogie, noogie, noogie!
Kind of charged up or something.
- Like you said, baby, it's...
- Crackalacking.
- Ain't that right, Melman?
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.
I'm in heaven.
You see, Maurice, Alex is now our friend
and the foosas are nowhere to be seen.
It could be said
that my plan is working
in a very good working kind of way.
Alex. You got to try some of this.
I feel good.
Feel like a king again.
King?
You should see his act.
Come on, Alex, why don't you
show him some of your act.
Oh. No, I really
don't think I could... OK.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Primates of all ages.
The wild proudly presents:
The king.
Alex the lion!
E flat, fellas.
Yeah! The king is in the house!
See, if he is the king, then where
is his crown? I've got a crown.
Got a very nice one.
And it's here on my head.
Look at it. Have I got it on?
Do the roar, man. Do the roar.
Wow. I've never heard
that one before.
Yeah! Go wild, man! Come on!
Break out the wave!
Excuse me.
You're biting my butt!
- No, I'm not.
- Yes, you are!
- What did you do?
- He just bit me!
No. I didn't. Did I?
You kind of did.
What the heck is wrong with you?
Why'd you bite me?
- Man, it's because you are his dinner.
- What?!
- Excuse me?
- That's dumb.
Come, come, Maurice. What is a simple
bite on the buttocks among friends?
Here, give me a nibble.
The party is over, Julien.
Your brilliant plan has failed.
What are you talking about?
Your friend here is what we call
a deluxe-model hunting
and eating machine.
And he eats steak...
...which is you.
- Get out of here.
- Okey-dokey, Maurice, I admit it.
The plan failed.
All is lost! We're all doomed.
The foosas will come back and
gobble us with their mouths because...
...we are all steak.
I'm steak! Me, me, me!
Mr. Alex cannot stay here.
He belongs with his own kind
on the foosa side of the island.
By the power vested in me,
by the law of the jungle,
blah, blah, blah, blah...
Be gone!
What? Come on, do I look
like a steak to you?
Yeah!
See, I told you I don't
look like a... What you say?
Oh, yeah!
- He's going savage.
- Run for your lives.
Marty, run!
A bull's eye.
Excellent shot, Maurice.
Thank you.
Marty?
I'm so sorry, Marty.
What is wrong with me?
Ow.
Oh, no.
What have I done?
It's true. I'm a monster.
I got to get out of here.
What have I done?
This is a nightmare.
And it's all my fault.
Now, because of me,
we've lost Alex.
Well, what are we going to do?
We'll find a way to help him.
That's what we'll do.
OK.
Come on, we are New Yorkers, right?
We're tough.
We're gritty.
We're adaptable!
We are not going
to lay down like a bunch of Melmans.
No, we're not.
Oh. Gloria.
That was not me, OK?
That was the boat.
- The boat!
- The boat?
The boat's come back for us!
Come on, guys, we got to flag it down.
There it is!
- Hey, over here!
- Over here!
Over here! Yo!
Melman, give me a lift.
Hurry up! Lift me up!
Help! Help! Help!
- Oh, my neck. My neck. You guys.
- Over here!
- Melman! Steady. This way!
- You have no idea how much this hurts.
Hey, boat! We're over here!
Look! It's turning! It's coming back!
It's coming back!
Come on! Come on, baby!
Yes! You guys.
You flag down that boat.
I'll get Alex.
Whoa! Hold on there.
You cannot go back there by yourself.
Aw, come on. I know Alex.
He hears we're rescued,
he'll snap right out of it.
The people are coming.
They can help us.
Melman's right. The people
will know what to do.
Now, we got to flag down that boat.
Now, this is more like it.
You?! Oh, ma...
Where are the people?
We killed them and ate their livers.
Got you, didn't I?
Just kidding, doll,
the people are fine.
They're on a slow lifeboat to China.
Hey, I know you two.
Where's that psychotic lion
and our monochromatic friend?
Marty? He's righ... Where did
he go? He was right behind us.
He went back for Alex.
He's going to get himself killed!
Well, boys, our
monochromatic friend's in danger.
Looks like we have a job to do.
Captain's log: Embarking
into hostile environment.
Kowalski. We'll need to win
hearts and the minds of the natives.
Rico. We'll need
tactical equipment.
We're going to face extreme peril.
Private probably won't survive.
Alex! Come out, Alex!
The boat's here! We can go home!
Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex!
Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex!
Alex! Alex! Alex!
Alex! Alex! Alex!
Alex!
Alex!
Marty?
Snap out of it, Alex. The boat
came back. We can get out of here.
We can go back to civilization, and
everything will be like it used to be.
Stay back.
Please.
I'm a monster.
Alex, you're no monster.
You're my friend.
We're a team.
You and me, remember?
I don't want to hurt you.
Alex.
Alex? I'm thinking of a song.
It's a wonderful song.
I'm sure you're familiar with it.
Start spreadin' the news
I'm leaving today
We are a great big part of it
Come on, you know the words.
Two little words.
Please don't make me
sing this by myself.
You really don't want
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