Penguins of Madagascar Page #3

- It's like talking to my parents.

- How about now?

- Hurray!

- Great!

- Yes, we've got you; that's fantastic.

- Excellent. Now, where was I?

Dave!

Greetings, North Wind.

I see you've met my old zoo-mates.

We were never mates.

There was no mating.

Turn yourself in, David.

You're powerless now that I've stolen

- your precious Medusa Serum.

- What? You? You didn't steal that.

- It's over.

- It's over?

Then why did I call you?

Weird. Oh, maybe it was

to show you this.

That is a lot of serum

for four penguins.

Oh, you thought this was

just about you four?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

We're just getting started.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I have to go do some shopping...

for revenge!

Wait, how do you...

What do I push? Is it the red or...

I thought it was the... It's not this...

- Incoming alert.

- Put it on the screen.

The Berlin Zoo... 15 penguins missing.

- Dave's kidnapping other penguins!

- No doubt cute and cuddly.

- We have to move! What?

- We have to move! What?

- Time for our A-game.

- Everybody, huddle up.

Corporal, ready the jet.

I'm initiating North Wind Protocol Zeta.

12 more penguins taken from London Zoo.

Okay, boys, this is it. The mission

we've been preparing for our entire lives.

We're gonna take down Dave

or die trying.

- Kowalski, cancel our improv class!

- Yes, sir.

- Rico, equipify.

- Hi!

Private, do that little thing I like.

- It's still funny.

- Skipper, good news.

- I got them to credit our class.

- Sir, the jet is ready.

Oh, yeah, baby! Just like Super Bowl 19!

They're stealing my stuff!

No! This mission has no place for a pathetic

waddle of useless penguins!

- Who are you calling pathetic?

- Enough!

See, Rico, that's why you can't

have nice things.

You know, I'm pretty good

with computers myself.

Put on your jammies, penguin.

- They are even cute when they're asleep.

- Not to me.

I want these butterballs out of

my way and out of my mission.

Ship them to one of our safe houses.

The most remote place on the planet.

- Where the heck are we?

- Oxygen content is low.

I suggest we limit our breathing.

Private!

Sorry! I get gassy when I fly.

- Toot sweet! He does.

- We must be on a plane.

What did North Wind do to us?

They gave us badges.

Not badges, tranquilizer darts.

Classified!

That low-down dirty dog

is trying kick us off the mission.

He thinks we can't save the penguins

because we're just "penguins."

Well, penguins are our flesh

and feathers. They're us.

And if anyone's gonna save us, it's us.

But, Skipper,

we've got to be five miles up.

- That pretty much limits our options.

- I make my own options.

Brilliant move, Skipper, but now

we seem to be outside the plane.

Well, kind of got caught up in the moment.

Well, hindsight's 20/20.

Okay, Kowalski,

your turn to pick up the slack.

Oh, why don't we catch that plane?

Bird strike, log it.

We've got another target at 12 o'clock.

Good, it's only 11:30. Follow me, boys!

We're going in hot.

- No one likes a show-off, Private.

- Aim for first class!

I'm okay!

Kowalski, where does this aircraft go?

From the odd shape of this bagel,

I'd say we're headed for Paris.

France? Forget it!

Not with their tax laws!

- Then I would suggest a mid-air transfer.

- Affirmative.

Peanuts! Peanuts! Peanuts, peanut, peanut,

peanut, peanut, peanut, peanut!

- We're out of peanuts, Skipper!

- Try pretzels, Private.

Bingo.

There's our ride, boys.

Can't stay, doll. Danger is my mistress.

Rico, more height.

Pretzels! Pretzels! Pretzel,

pretzel, pretzels! We're out of pretzels!

Yeah? Then we're leaving just time,

'cause these folks are gonna freak!

Deploy flaps.

Stay on target!

We're gonna catch it,

we're gonna catch it!

Crikey! We're not gonna catch it!

Wait a minute, where's Skipper?

Time to get creative.

Start grabbing boxes, boys.

Going long!

Oh, Private, stop playing with

those backpacks. Find something useful.

Now we're talking. Let's get to work.

400 meters.

- 300 meters!

- Speak American, Kowalski!

Sorry, sir. 218 yards. 109 yards.

Okay, then.

It's clear what we need to do next.

That feels right.

Impressive bouncing, boys.

Now, then, back to civilization.

If we're gonna take Dexter down, we need

to know where he's gonna strike next.

Yeah!

Goal!

Elijah, would you please take them away.

Penguin footprints, still warm.

We just missed Dave.

- Blast it, he's gone.

- So many penguins!

- Boss! He's stress-eating again!

- Corporal?

- There, there.

- Rub the angry out of the tummy.

Corporal? Fo... focus.

We are going to save

those helpless penguins, because...

we are the North Wind, and no one...

no one breaks the Wind.

No one breaks the Wind.

There's a good Corporal. Now, we rescued

those four penguins already, didn't we?

Shipped them off all cozy and snug to a

Madagascar... How come there's beeping?

Sir, those penguins...

They never made it to Madagascar.

What? Well, where the dickens are they?

Kowalski, what are our coordinates?

From my calculations, we've arrived

in the center of Dublin, Ireland.

All right, soldiers, we got to blend in.

Riverdance.

No time to kiss the Blarney stone, boys.

We need to find intel

on Dave's location, pronto.

All right, you, where's Dave!

Give us the goods. Spit it out!

- Don't make me use shillelagh!

- Sir, that's... That's a baby squid.

Sorry, laddie.

Stranded on the Emerald Isle

without a single clue.

- Well, so much for the luck o' the Irish.

- Skipper, look!

Begorrah! Does anyone speak Gaelic?

No. But it looks like Dave's been busy.

He's stolen penguins from Guadalajara!

- Madrid!

- Paris!

- Athens!

- Bangalore!

- Dusseldorf!

- Osaka!

- Rio de Janeiro!

- Nairobi!

- Amsterdam!

- Baton Rouge!

Dave's snow globe collection.

It's every zoo and aquarium

he got kicked out of!

Don't tell me where he has been,

tell me where he will have has been next.

Wait, what is it, Rico?

It's a book! It's a film! It's a play!

First word. Two syllables.

Sounds like...

Sounds like "huuh"? Sounds like "hyech!"

What starts with "hyech"?

Shanghai.

Dave hasn't been there yet, Skipper.

If we hurry, we can still stop him.

Nice work, Rico.

Pack your bagpipes, boys.

It's time to blow this potato stand.

So this is it. Shanghai's famous

Little Dublin district.

- Skipper, look!

- I see you, Private.

Who's the big boy

standing on his tippy-toes?

- Wha...? No, I mean...

- I just want to eat you up.

Skipper, look! Above Private!

Dave's next target...

Shanghai's famous mermaid penguins.

Good eye, Kowalski. And once again,

you've proved that you are a meaningful

and valued member of this team.

Ladies and gentlemen, Shanghai

Marine World is pleased to present

our world-famous Mermaid Penguins!

Tonight, our mermaids

dedicate their performance

to all the missing penguins

around the world.

Stay safe, little guys,

wherever you are.

And we hope you come home real soon.

Keep those eyes roving, boys.

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