Penguins of Madagascar Page #5

Die-vert the octopi

away from their posts.

At 2200, Short Fuse breaches the hull

with a swarm of self-guided

underwater nano-charges.

I call them "wet kabooms."

- Yes, please don't.

- Okay, sorry.

- At 2202, knock, knock.

- Who's there?

- The North Wind.

- The North Wind who?

The North Wind who doesn't have time for

knock-knock jokes because we're too busy

taking down Dave.

Personal hover tank... check.

Auto-targeting wing mounts.

Why not? At 2209,

mission accomplished.

See that? I don't even look back.

There's a huge explosion,

and I just keep walking.

Way to go, boss!

- That's North Wind, sucker!

- Nicely done.

La-di, blah, blah, blah, blah.

A good plan is about more

than effecty stuff and...

vocabulary words.

And you, you... you certainly know

a good plan...

I mean, your operation in Shanghai allowed

Dave to escape with... your boy.

I've never lost a member of my team.

It must feel... awful.

Can't imagine the guilt, the regret,

the feeling that, I don't know, that...

it should have been you.

All for penguin plan?

All for North Wind plan?

His... his is better.

What?

I'm sorry, boys,

but I can't lead you this time.

But...

we're a team, and...

and you're our skipper, Skipper.

We don't... we don't need these guys.

No, Kowalski, but Private does.

I think... it's time we leave it

to the professionals.

- But, sir...

- It's settled.

We take our orders

from Agent Classified now.

That's an order, Rico!

All right, Classified...

what's the diversion?

We take this shame to our graves.

Agreed.

Hey!

- Time?

- 2200 hours.

Time to take down Dave.

David the octopus,

show me your tentacles.

All of them.

We lost them, Skipper.

Not a moment too soon.

These hosen are riding up my bundesliga.

All right, boys, grab your coconuts

and hold 'em tight.

Classified should be walking away from a

huge explosion with Private on his shoulder

in three... two...

Give 'em a welcome home, Rico!

Yeah! In your face, Dave!

The Private is back!

- Welcome home, Private!

- Yeah! All right!

Here we go. All right.

Sir, the sub didn't explode, and...

I fear the... fireworks may

have been a tactical mistake.

Stay calm! Do not panic!

We will still win!

Be full of love! Don't hate!

Follow your dreams!

Love yourself! Love other people!

Pick and choose your battles in life!

Don't let anyone tell you what to do!

Ignore the haters!

Love the one you're with!

- Love the one you're with!

- Eva.

I know.

Welcome, Skipper,

Kowalski and rootin'-tootin' Rico!

The gang's all here!

The mood is electric!

Is this really, finally everybody?

All right, Dave,

just what have you done with...

- Private!

- Oh! Guys!

- You're in for it now, Dave!

- Really?!

Anyway, great catching up. Now, who's ready

to move on to live penguin testing?

You point that death ray away

from Private right now!

It's not a death ray, Skipper.

He's gonna turn us into monsters!

Yepper-doo! "And what comes next, Dave?"

Invasion!

Horrible mutant penguins unleashed

on the streets of New York City!

- You're the monster!

- Yes! I'm the monster.

Everyone made that clear to me

every day of my entire life.

But now, let's see how much everyone

loves you when you're the monster!

- Skipper!

- You can't take away Private's cuteness!

He's the cute one!

That's-that's his thing.

- What?

- It's all the little guy's got!

You are super cute.

We better crank this up.

Drew, Barry, more power.

- Ready?

- Negotiations have broken down.

Rico, the paper clip!

Bust us out of here!

We need that paper clip!

Chop-chop, soldier!

No! Where's the paper clip?

Private!

No!

- Private...

- Oh, no.

I disintegrated him.

That wasn't supposed to happen.

You maniac! You blew him up!

No.

Oh, well, this is why

we test things, people.

I'll have to lower

the power for the others.

Full speed ahead, gentlemen.

The monsters are due in Manhattan!

Sorry.

Crikey.

All right, all right, octopus.

Whatever Dave's paying you, I'll double it.

- Is that a yes? Does anyone speak octopus?

- Sorry.

- No, not a clue.

- Blast it.

You... free... us.

We give you... many fishes.

What is that?

- Oh, great.

- Oh, no! This is it!

I don't want to die all squishy!

We're dead! Dead! Dead! Dead!

Oh, no, we're dead!

Dead! Dead...!

I pushed a button.

- Super. Well done, Private!

- Good work, malinki.

Yay. Yes. Yes.

Excellent button-pushing.

Compliment, praise, et cetera.

All right, agents,

we are back in business.

Wait! Skipper, Kowalski, Rico,

all those penguins,

- they're this way!

- And so is a massive army of octopi.

And as soon as we return to the North

Wind headquarters, grab fresh equipment,

and work up a smashing new plan,

we'll come speeding back and take down Dave.

But the penguins are in danger!

We have to go now!

Again, huge army of octopi.

So, because you failed once,

you're just running away?

We did not fail.

And we are not running away.

We're just very sensibly regrouping.

Skipper wouldn't care.

Plan or no, fancy equipment or no...

he'd never leave a man behind.

Well, I suppose we can't all

be penguins, can we?

No.

But maybe you should be.

Come on.

Showtime, everyone!

Big smiles for the Big Apple!

Listen up, Doris! You turn us

into freaks, and then what?

You think that's gonna

make everybody love you?

No, but they'll despise you.

And I'm sure gonna love that.

Breaking news!

The missing penguins have been found!

Okay. According to my notes,

genetic researcher Dr. Octavius Brine

has found the penguins and is bringing them

here to New York's Battery Park.

The penguins are coming back!

Oh, my gosh! Look!

Penguin lovers of the world,

guess who I found.

Penguins! Penguins!

It wasn't easy, but seeing the penguins

get what they deserve

will make it all worthwhile.

What a weird thing to say!

I'm so excited!

Do it.

Skipper! Skipper!

Skipper! Rico! Kowalski!

It's like I can still hear

his little voice calling to us.

You have to get out of there! Move!

"You have a great otter, there.

- Moo."

- Why would he moo?

What are you asking me for?

I'm not Private's little ghost.

No!

Are you ready?!

Yeah!

Yay...!

Your new...

and improved...

penguins!

Penguins! Penguins!

Wha...?

Oh, the people love you.

Just go give them a hug.

Don't let them touch you!

Oh, no. What's happening?

Nobody likes you anymore?

Well, the fun and games are just beginning.

Watch this, penguins.

Somebody call... the exterminators!

And when the exterminators take you away,

you never come back.

Oh, dear.

Oh, no. Oh, no. Oh, no.

What do I do? What do I do?

Crikey!

Come on, then. You want to go?

You want some argy-bargy?

Missed one.

What a wonderful day in the park.

Skipper!

Wait!

Hold on! What are you doing?!

Skipper!

Don't eat that!

Skipper, listen. It's me, Private.

I've got a plan, but I need your help.

I need my Skipper.

- Private?

- Yes. That's it.

Private, you're alive!

Oh, God!

Kowalski! You've got to get a grip!

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