The Penguins of Madagascar: Operation - DVD Premiere Page #3

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This collection

of sordid secrets guarantees

that we'll have the upper flipper

when they do.

Still, holding these secrets

is an awesome responsibility.

lf any were to leak, it would be chaos.

That's why

I'm classifying Operation: Sneaky Peek

tip-top, tippy-top-top-top secret.

Wow.

That's even more secrety than your

delicious Monkfish Surprise recipe!

Exactly. So if anyone asks...

you didn't see anything.

Skipper...

One and two and three and four and...

Private,

put a little hustle in your muscle.

Sorry, Skipper.

Didn't sleep well last night.

I kept thinking

about Operation:
Sneaky...

Private!

Those words must never be spoken aloud!

- Sorry.

- Tell you what,

skip the calisthenics

and go get yourself some chow.

Aye, aye, Skipper.

Tender-hearted tenderfoot.

Kowalski, make a note to

wring that tenderness right out of him.

Aye, Skipper.

Needs a little something.

Hot sauce! Perfect! That ought to

give these sardines a little kick.

Not bad!

- Good workout, men.

- Tesla's coil!

Please! Tell me you didn't consume

the contents of this bottle!

- I did. The hot sauce was very tasty.

- This wasn't hot sauce!

lt was truth serum!

You put truth serum

in a hot sauce bottle?

Of course!

Hot sauce is truth serum,

grape jelly is sleeping gas,

and ketchup is amnesia mist.

- Where was l...?

- And what's mustard?

Well, it's a tangy condiment

you put on your hot dog.

Sounds delicious.

Point is, for the next few hours,

Private will be unable to do anything

but tell the truth, the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth.

Observe:
Private, do you honestly like

Skipper's Monkfish Surprise?

No. lt tastes like elephant sweat.

But everyone pretends to like it

to spare Skipper's fragile ego.

My whole life... is a lie!

So, we've established

the effectiveness of the truth serum.

OK, but this won't be a problem.

I mean it's not like

we have anything to hide, right?

- Oh, yeah.

- Help!

A desperate cry for help.

Roll out, men!

- Private, mum's the word.

- OK, Skipper.

I don't know how he got in,

but if we don't get him out soon,

- he'll be buried alive!

- Help!

I am... trapped!

Ladder formation on three.

Uno, dos, three!

I'm buttery!

Oh, thank you, Penguins.

I was really getting worried

about the popity corn.

Sure. Happy to help.

Now, if you'll excuse us...

Why the rush? Stay! Celebrate!

No can do. Big fish to fry.

Come on! What, are you actually afraid

you're gonna have some fun?

No, Marlene. Skipper's afraid I'll tell

everyone your embarrassing secret.

Secret? What secret?

That you fancy yourself a pop superstar

and perform imaginary concerts

every night.

How do you guys know about that?

Have you been spying on me?

Muffle the blabbermouth!

No, Marlene.

We haven't been spying on you.

We've been spying on everyone.

We know all your secrets.

Bing sucks his thumb.

Phil cheats at chess.

The spider monkeys

aren't even half spider.

These are very embarrassing secrets

we are hearing.

Julien picks his nose.

My secret gold-digging shame exposed!

Get him!

Mason is really Canadian.

- Burt has a...

- Oh, no you don't!

I don't want anybody

knowing about that tattoo!

I was young and foolish and in... Hey!

Look, tell anybody about my Tijuana

vacation and I swear, buddy boy,

I'll stomp you into paste!

- Kowalski, secure the Private!

- Aye, Skipper!

Here he is! And there he goes.

Spill to me

the mostjuiciest of the gossips!

Mort loves you just for your feet.

lt's true!

lt's so true.

Well, duh!

Come on! More with the spilling.

- And Maurice secretly...

- OK, thanks for coming! Bye!

What was he going to say, Maurice?

That secretly l...

...think you're

the greatest king that ever lived!

Maurice, that is no secret!

Rico, about-face!

OK, so all I wanna know is,

do you know about the...?

- Yes.

- And how I like to...?

- Yes. Yes.

- With the...?

You know what?

Not cool. No, not cool at all.

Friends don't spy on friends!

I am so embarrassed.

lf you think that's embarrassing,

you should see what Kowalski does

when he thinks no one's watching...

Rico, floor it!

Not in reverse.

Well, should be

smooth sailing from here.

Bail out, men!

Kowalski, status on the angry mob.

Mob's still there. Mob's still angry.

Hello. What's all this then?

Private! Welcome back from La-La Land!

- Thanks. Was I gone?

- Yep.

You accidentally spilled the beans

on Operation:
Sneaky Peek.

Oh, yes. I remember. Sorry, Skipper.

Not to worry, Private.

We'll just stay safely locked up in here

until this whole thing has...

You penguins are gonna pay for violating

our inalienable rights of privacy

and whatnot.

What am I supposed to do now?

What's this? Amnesia spray! Fantastic!

What's this? Amnesia spray! Fantastic!

What's this? Amnesia spray!

Fantas... tic.

Hey, should I sit on them individually?

Or do I go for the group squish?

Why drag it out? I say one and done.

Kowalski, options!

Get fresh air while you can!

OK, here we go! I'm dropping booty!

- Forget!

- What's that? You hear something?

- Forget!

- I hear it, too.

Forget, everybody! Forget!

What...?

...am I doing?

I'm feeling

a little discombobulated here.

I'm kinda dizzy myself.

I'm gonna sit down right here.

What have we done to deserve this?

Watch where you park that thing,

pachyderm!

Sorry! Didn't see you there.

- What are we doing here?

- I dunno.

I can't remember.

I remember.

lt is a party! A party for me!

A me-esta, if you will.

A you-esta!

Now where are my gifts?

Present me with the presents, already.

You know, it's weird. I can't remember

a thing from the last week.

lf it was worth remembering,

we'd remember it.

- Rico, might I have a stick of TNT?

- Yep!

Thanks!

Private? What was that?

Nothing, Skipper! Just my little secret.

Hit it!

Cute and cuddly, boys!

Skipper, we're picking up

an outgoing airborne target.

lt's on a north by southwest heading.

Air speed two and a half knots.

Altitude is four meters and

climbing fast... five meters... six...

Private, you know how I feel

about the metric system.

- We go with feet and inches.

- ldentifying target now.

lt looks like we have another

''Runaway Red'' on our hands, Skipper.

Why is it always the red ones?

My balloon!

On my mark... Now!

Yeah!

Gentlemen, today's

operation was a success.

However, I have to ask...

Are we ready for the Big One?

- The Big One?

- El Grande Enchilada.

Not the eating kind of enchilada.

The in-your-face,

knock-you-on-your-posterior

kind of enchilada.

So, it's not actually food?

Kowalski, we don't know

what it actually is.

Then how can we know

if we're ready for it?

- That's what today is all about.

- The Big One's today?

Affirmative.

The Big One is coming today.

Around four-ish.

Fortunately, I have spent months...

...preparing for the Big One.

And when my plan was complete,

I knew what I had to do.

The plan was secured in a lock box.

And, under the cover of darkness,

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