02x51 - The Return of the Revenge of Dr. Blowhole

[bunniefuu]

- And now, dreamworks'
the penguins of madagascar.

[Laser whirring]

- Skipper's log.

Unbeknownst to my men,
I have arrived in shanghai

On a super-secret
solo mission.

It's nice.
A little humid.

Intelligent sources

Put a shipment of weaponized
soup dumplings on this dock.

The dim sum
of all fears.

- [German accent]
there is no dim sum, dumb-dumb!

- Hans.
- Skipper, my old frenemy.

- But you were in--

- You think hoboken can hold
hans the puffin?

- Well, I hoped.
So this was--

A trap!

Let's say we settle this
with mackerel.

Let's not.

- What was that?
We always fish fight.

You could put an eye out
with that thing.

- We were in a rut. I don't want
to be in a rut with you, hans.

- You hurt with your words,
skipper.

So I will hurt
with my feet.

- [Grunts]

[Building creaks]

- Ha!

- [Yells]
oof!

- [Groans]

Aah!

- You're right,
skipper, old chum,

This does beat the fish.

- Now, hans,
take it easy.

Ha!
[Yelps]

- [Grunts]
- [yelps]

[Grunts]

[Winces]
whoo!

Ha!
Yeah!

- [Yells]
- aah!

- Yah!
- [Gasps]

- Ha!

[Yells]

- Whoa!
- [Yips]

Why the puzzling half smile
that suggests

You know something
that I do not?

- How do you really think
I got out of hoboken, skipper?

- Work release program?

- I had help
from someone you know.

- Huh?
Whoa!

- [Evil cackle]

- Pen-gu-in.

- Blowhole?

- Was that an entrance,
or what?

Not that you'll remember it,
thanks to my...

Deep voice: mind-jacker!

- Uh,

[Groans]

- And now
you will forget everything.

Most importantly,

How to swim!

[Evil cackle]

- [Groans]

- Chimpanzees.
If they show their teeth,

That's not a smile,
it means they want to eat you.

- [Screams]

- Honestly,
how that woman stays employed

Is a mystery worthy
of sir arthur conan doyle.

- Uh,
why are we even here?

- Because, your teachers
have nervous breakdowns

If they don't get a break
from you once in a while.

[Tongues whipping
and groaning]

- [Groans]

- Last school group of the day,
gotta make it count.

- [Clock tower chimes]

- Bus time!
Let's move it!

- Whee!

Hey, I practiced that, you know.
A little appreciation goes--

Huh?

- Come on, come on.

You don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here.

- Oh, my gosh!

- Agh!

What are you doing?
[Grunts]

- [Struggling]
you don't see anything!

- I'm totally puttin' that
on the internet.

- You guys!

[Chortles]
you so owe me.

- Thank you
for taking an alice for us.

It seems my new
experimental power cell, uh--

- Blew up like
all of your other experiments?

- That was merely a discharge of
excess energy during assembly.

I assure you, the power cell
itself is still intact.

- All I know is skipper
is gonna be--hey, where is he?

- [Mumbles indistinctly]
[snores]

- Since when
does skipper take naps?

- Skipper!

- Yeah, uh, we meant
to tell you,

But we know how you get.

- [Nervous sucking]

- Yeah, like that.

- He's off
on a top secret mission.

- [Coughs]
zip it. [Coughs]

- Okay, mm-hmm, I get it.
So it's all need-to-know,

And tippy-top secret,
and if you told me,

You'd have to
[imitates cutting] me.

- Correct, correct,
and you know it, lady.

- Because we don't even know
where he--

- [Grunts]
- [winces]

- Really? But aren't you guys,
like, I don't know, a team?

- [Grunts]

- But on
the rarest of occasions,

There are missions that require
that skipper go solo.

- And when he
goes to the potty.

- He adopts one of his
many undercover identities.

- Except
when it's the potty.

- [Winces]

- And then he just vanishes
to parts unknown,

Duration unknown,
to do...unkown.

- It's just, no matter how much
I think I know about you guys,

Haven't even scratched
the weird surface.

Okay,
so he just takes off, right?

Doesn't tell you where
he's going, or what he's doing.

And you aren't worried?

- There are few constants

In this crazy world of ours,
marlene,

But there is one certainty
on which he can always rely.

Skipper
can take care of himself.

- [Coughs]

- Where am i?

Who am i?

- [Evil laugh]

- How I have longed
for this day!

To see my arch foe
totally powned.

I mean, did you see how
he crumpled like--um, like...

Red one,
what's something one crumples?

- Uh, newspaper.
- Of course, newspaper.

I was looking
for something more violent.

- The sports section, maybe?
- [Groans]

Let's just say
there was much crumpling,

Thanks to my...
Deep voice: mind-jacker.

- [Grumbles]

- [Echoing recorded voice]
kowalski, options...

You're always chasing rainbows,
private...

Ringtail...
Smile and wave, boys...

Trust me, manfredi,
what could go wrong?

- Skipper's thoughts,
pen-gu-in secrets, all mine.

- The penguins have an
anti-matter fusion reactor core,

Let's see, one meters
east of their command center.

- Gotcha.

- They got a variety of intruder
defense systems in place,

And...wow,

Kowalski keeps his truth serum
in a hot sauce bottle.

- Kowalski,
you sly dog.

- Ooh, wait,
I'm gettin' more details

On their
network of underground tunnels.

- Soon I will have
all the data I need

To plan my as*ault
on the pen-gu-in h.q.

And there will be
no skipper to stop me.

- Excuse me.
- What?

Dr. Mammal-fish, do you have
the wi-fi in this place?

- I'm scheming here.

- I was locked up
in hoboken a long time,

I want to check my email.
- [Grumbles]

[Computer beeps]

[Drum and bass music]
- [gasps]

♪
♪

[Excited grunt]

- ♪ Everybody get up
and jump in the beat ♪

♪ Called thump thump thump,
yeah ♪

♪ This is how we do it now
with the thump thump thump ♪

[Rhythmic grunts]

- Oh!

The king is in
his own little world.

- ♪ This is how we do it now
with the thump thump thump ♪

- But the feet are in
my little world!

- ♪ Bass line, bass line,
got to have a bass line ♪

[Warning beeps]

- Hello!

Welcome back.

- [Grunts]
- [screams]

- Maurice, this music box
from the lost and found

Has lost it's sound!

- Dead battery.

- But
batteries cannot die.

My boom-y box batteries
never died.

- Yeah, well, I kinda replace
them while you're sleeping.

- Uh, no.

Billy, bobby, betty, and bernie
are still there.

- That's their, uh,
grandchildren.

- Oh.

But what about this one?
The battery that has failed me.

I shall name him baxter.
Baxter, you are a traitor!

Don't you know who I am?

- Your majesty,
I recommend recycling at dawn.

- Yes, recycling at dawn,
a most fitting fate!

Mort! Come here
and guard the prisoner.

- Okay.

My special foot time was ruined
because of you, dead baxter!

- And how did I get here?

And when's
the last time I ate?

And am I currently
on any medications?

- Listen up,
cupcake!

- Is that my name?

- What?
No, I was insulting you

By referring to you
as something soft and sweet.

- Ooh, that sounds yummy.
Do you have one?

- Forget the cupcake!

I'm special agent buck rotgut
and you are skipper.

- Uh, okay. Now,
is that a name or an insult?

- Name!
But an insult is comin' up fast.

Here's the deal.

All the vital intel in your
think melon has been swiped.

- So my name is skipper.
How come I don't remember that?

- Your brain has been tapped,
it ain't rocket science.

- No,
sounds more like brain science.

- Affirmative.

Evil brain science.

- How'd you get here?
- I'm not.

Your sweetbreads cooked me up
to get you through this.

- So I'm doing this
with my mind.

- Yup, and it looks like
your noggin

Is makin'
a last minute substitution.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
What happened to buck?

- I am general shingen.

Long did you study my theories
of military strategy.

It is my great honor
to be your hallucination.

- And I am
hallucinating why?

- Something deep
within your subconscious

Has determined
that you need a spirit guide.

- A spirit what?

- To survive this
you need guidance.

- Uh, I do?

- A vision
of someone you respect,

Someone with wisdom to share,
someone who can lead you home.

And apparently
that someone is not me.

- Snow monkey?

Oh, come on!
Snow monkey was barely here!

[Alarm ringing]

- Was I not crystal clear?

What part of "put your phones on
vibrate" do you not understand?

- Uh, doc.
Maybe you want to look at this.

I think it's the "your
arch enemy survived" alarm.

Deep voice: no way!

[Magical shimmering]

- Oh, here we go again.

- It's showtime!

Come on, skipper,
you don't remember me?

- My head is as
fuzzy on the inside

As yours is
on the outside.

I don't remember
much of anything.

- And that's why I'm here!

Come on, let's go,
let's do this.

All right, baby steps, okay?
You with me?

What's my name?

Say my name, come on.
Say my name. Say it.

Say it!

- Uh, you're what,
a cat?

- Yeah, big cat, technically,
but good start.

- I want to say...

Boots.

Mittens.

Scooter?

Fluffy! Dusty. Buster.
Peaches!

It's peaches, right?

- Alex? Alex the lion.
You know, roar!

We used to be neighbors. Then
a lot of crazy stuff happened,

And, well...
Spirit guide!

[Whispering]
this is where you applaud.

[Sporadic claps]

- Anything?

I got a lock on him.

- Fire
the arch enemy-seeking m*ssile!

- Can I stop now?

- Oh, yeah. Right.
[Chuckles]

So anyway, I'm here
to help you be you again.

Old school
spirit guidance stuff.

Come on, let's do it!
Just you, and me, and...that...

m*ssile.

- m*ssile?

[Targeting beeps]

- [Frightened grunt]

So that was pretty weird.

- Not really. That kind of thing
happens to you all the time.

- Whoa, I don't think so.
I'm just a penguin.

- A penguin with enemies!

Armed and dangerous-type
enemies.

- Oh, come on.
Everyone loves a penguin, right?

We're both cute
and cuddly.

[m*ssile whistling]

- You don't blow up
cute and cuddly!

- Okay,
follow my lead!

Flick kick!

Axel turn.

Hip walk!

Coffee grinder.

- How is he doing that?

- plie squat, what?

- And who is he
talking to?

- Way to stick the landing!
You were born to dance.

- You mean like
a pretty little ballerina?

- You know,
you are surprisingly light

On those little webbed toes.

Not unlike
a pretty little ballerina.

- [Yelling]
noo!

- Wait!
Rewind a little.

Recorded voice:
hans!

- Too far back,
fast forward.

- Wait!
Rewind a little.

- Too forward!

- [Yelling]
noo!

- [Garbles]
that's it! Freeze it!

- You want me to freeze sound,
doc?

- That is definitely
the scream of an arch enemy

Who has met his doom.
[Chuckles]

- I mean, I can freeze picture,
but sound exists in a continuum.

- I get it, whatever.

- It's just that you asked me
to do the impossible,

And, uh, not the first time,
I might add.

- You know that big pot of water
in the back

That I keep at a steady, slow
boil, next to the movie butter?

- [Whimpers]
and sound is frozen.

- See? Freezing sound,
destroying skipper.

Here in my evil organization
we do the impossible every day.

- [Winces]

- With the right attitude,
some teamwork,

And a constant, overwhelming
fear of my wrath,

We can do anything!

- Yes!

- Dude,
wicked awkward.

- You know,
if I wasn't imaginary,

That slap
would've really hurt.

- I am not a ballerina.

This is not
a dancer's body.

My body is a...
Is a...

A living weapon?

What the heck
kind of penguin am i?

- Psychotic. Which ordinarily
would be a problem,

But hey!
That's you.

That's skipper!
Leader of team psycho!

- Are you on my team?

- Uh, no. No,
I have, like, my own team.

Uh, team alex.
The larger mammals, mainly.

You have your guys.

- Right.
It's all coming back to me.

Manfredi...
And johnson.

I can't wait
to see those knuckleheads.

- Um, yeah,
not them, uh, so much,

But it's a good team,
a solid team,

Your team!
Hoo-ahh!

- And this team of mine
does what?

- Missions.
Secret missions.

Need-to-know, hush-hush
commando stuff.

Hoo-ha-ha-ha!

- Hmm, does sound
a scoshe psychotic.

- Well,
some might say that.

And by some, I mean me.
I say that, all the time.

- So if someone attacked me--
- then your guys are next.

We're talking danger here.

They need you!

- Really?
If you say so.

Okay, okay.
Then I have got to get home.

- Good! Yes!
Sounds like a plan.

You're the man
with the plan.

The...penguin man...
With the--

- Build a raft.
- Yes! Do that.

Huh, turns out
I'm a great spirit guide.

Ad that to the resume.
[Sighs]

Good to have a fall-back career
if the zoo thing goes south.

- South, right.

And when construction of the
aforementioned raft is complete,

I set sail for home.
Antarctica.

- Right!
Wait, what?

- Doc!
Where are you?

[Over paging system]
paging dr. Blowhole.

Dr. Blowhole, please report
to attack planning.

Who's over there?

- Attack planning
will have to wait.

I need to pop by
mutation development.

Hard to imagine an animal more
sweet and innocent than a bunny.

- But doc,
the analysis of penguin h.q.

Is almost wrapped up.

They really need you
to plan this attack.

- Red one, to have an attack,
one needs a weapon,

Like the...

Deep voice:
diabologizer!

- [Giggles]

- [Roars]

- Uh--
[yelps]

- Yes!
The...

Deep voice:
mind-jack--

- [Grunts]

Deep voice:
diabologizer!

- ...works beyond
my wildest expectations.

- [Struggles]
[screams]

- [Snarling]

- One blast with this ray

Shall transform kowalski,
rico, and private

Into monstrously evil
creatures of destruction!

[Evil laugh]
- [frightened whimpers]

[Crashes and glass breaking]

- No. No, no!

None of these batteries
are the same as dead baxter.

Mort!
Keep up!

- But my legs are tired!

et tu, mort?
Why?

Why is everything
wearing out on me?

Yes, I am referring to you,
dead baxter!

And it was a slam.

- [Giggles]

- Maybe it could be recharged,
or something.

- What kind of demon sorcery
are you suggesting?

He-witch.

- Uh, I was thinking
we could get some help

From the zoo's
science guy.

- The zoo's
science guy.

Yes! Of course!
This is totally a joey thing.

Hey, g'day, mate.

[Bouncing]
hup. Hup. Hup.

- [Growls]
kowalski, brainiac, penguin!

- Really? Kowalski, the guy--
he doesn't even have a pouch.

- [Whimpering]
I've got the dizzies.

- No, I will not be swayed,
big mouth cat.

Penguins hail from antarctica,
end of story.

- Big no on antarctica.
You're a city boy, like me.

- Antarctica.
Antarctica.

Just kinda rolls through
the syllables, doesn't it?

I like it.
Can't wait to get there.

- [Sighs]

I don't think you are getting
the whole spirit guide gig.

I pour out the wisdom,
and you drink it up.

Drink up the wisdom,
skipper!

- Are spirit guides supposed to
get all shouty like that?

- I'm not getting shouty!

- [Shouting] so this
is the normal way to talk!

Good to know!

- [Sighs] okay, um,
there has to be some memory

That was so strong,
that it couldn't be wiped out.

- Uh, cold. Ice?

- Not antarctica!

Something you miss.

Something that means more to you
than anything else.

- Snow.
- No!

Stop it!
- Let me finish.

Snow...cones!

- Snow cones?
That's atat you remember?

- They were
tasty snow cones.

- Uh, skipper?

- Tantalizing array of
artificially-created fruitiness.

- Seriously, skipper?

- [Roars]
- hee-ya!

That sweet syrup!
That turns--

- Hah!
Everyday ice...

[Grunts]
into frosty...

[Grunts]
rainbow refreshment!

I am going to the home of the
best snow cones in the world.

- [Growls]
- [grunts]

Ha!

My home.
The central park zoo.

- I did it!
We're goin' to new york!

- New york.

- [Growls]

- The city so nice,
they named it twice.

- With flavored ice!

- My experimental power cell
is bursting

With mega-gigajolts
of energy!

Hmm, incredible power,
plus dangerous instability,

But there is
a dreaded third factor

That would spell
certain disaster.

- And the third factor
would be?

- [Laughing] hey!

That battery
is the exact size I need!

- Uncanny coincidence.

- Ooh! This will meet
my kingly power needs.

- Stop!
- Hey!

How dare you be so greedy with
something I want just for me!

- Get him!

[Impact]
both: [groan]

- What are you sillies doing?
[Electric sizzle]

- Not a battery!

- [Laughing] come on,
it's totally a battery.

[Yelps]

- Not...a...battery.
Power cell.

- Eh, potato, tomato.

[Muzak plays]

[Elevator dings]

- Safe and sound.

- Come back! This is
a matter of life and def jams!

- Julian,
kowalski said his power cell

Could destroy
the entire eastern seaboard.

- Yeah, man! That's
just the kind of power I need.

- [Winces]
[elevator ding]

- Ah, what a beautiful sight!
We made it!

- Yeah. Right country,
wrong coast.

- What?

- Only 2,432 miles to go.
That's not so bad.

[Car horns]

[Train whistle]

Um, red eight
on the black nine.

I'm just sayin',

Maybe everything
we think is wrong.

Like, what if I'm real and
you're the imaginary one?

- Don't you ever stop talking?

Wait,
you're a spirit guide.

Should you be driving?

[Tires screech]

[Crash]

- Oh, lighten up.
It was a rental.

- Just promise me that you
will go back to wherever it is

That yak-happy figments go,
once I get to--

Ahh!

- New york!

[Fanfare]

- We have reached manhattan,
doc.

- I'm coming for you,
pen-gu-ins,

And I have a surprise.
[Evil laugh]

[Computer tracking sounds]

- And now, part two...

Of my plan.
- So doc,

You're saying trapping skipper,
jacking his brain,

And getting
the top secret scoop

On how to attack the other
penguins was all part one?

- Yes.
What's your point, red one?

- Well, it's just that
that sounds like, uh,

Three parts right there.

- Those were phases.

Trust me, it will all make sense
in the end.

- Well,
you're the mastermind.

- Indeed.
And now, activate...

Deep voice:
mind jack--jack--jack--

Subterranean attack pod!

- I didn't even know
we had one of those.

- Part two, phase one. Did you
even read the action plan?

- Yeah,
can't hear you, doc.

Deep voice:
who built this?

- It's not my fault, he never
sat still for a fittin'.

- Yeah, we better launch him,
before he gets really cranky.

- [Muffled groan]

[Warning tone]

- [Snores]

[Sleepy grunts and groans]

[Starts] I must have
that brainy penguin's

Super-special energy thing!

- Stealin' is bad,
and stealin' from the penguins

Is a pile of extra bad
on top.

- Like hot fudge
on ice cream.

- Mort makes a lucid point.

- Yummy!

- Your majesty, please
listen to me, go back to sleep.

- Fine. Even though
your warning of badness

Did not mention
hot fudge at all.

I will listen to you
this one time, maurice.

Sleep decree starting...
Now.

- [Grunts]
- [giggles]

- [Grunts]
hmm.

- Is there something in your
eye--

Is there something in your face,
mort?

Something like
my "shut up" hand?

[Tires screech]

[Car horn]

- I mean, of all the hysterical,
strange agents, I get you?

Why not a dame?
Maybe one of those

Flirtatious chinstrap sisters
from punta mita.

- Skipper, you have got to
listen to me!

- Ah, that is where
you're wrong.

I have to hear you,
because you won't shut up.

But I do not
have to listen.

- Well, if you appreciated
my guidance, I might tell you

You're going
the wrong way.

Which, by the way,
you are.

Bah! I know new york
like the back of my, um, uh--

This thing, uh,
what do you call it?

This--
what is this?

- Mmm? Mmm?

- [Grumbles]

You know what? I'll bet
I can make you disappear.

Mind over blather.

- Yeah?
Okay, okay, sure.

I can take a subtle hint.

- I don't do subtle.
- You'll be sorry.

- Hoo-ah!
What do you know, it worked!

Good on me.
High five myself.

Oof!

[Whimpers]

[Train horn blares]

- [Struggles]

Recorded voice:
there is only one way in.

Tunnel 13b, but let's just say,
it's full of nasty surprises.

- As am i.
Deploy decoys!

Recorded voice: no foe could
survive that tunnel of doom.

- [Evil laugh]

Ow.

- [Gasps]

[Grunts]

- [Snoring]

[Grumbling sleepily]

- Skipper. [Grunts]
skipper!

- [Imitating skipper]
uh, I'm the bossy penguin,

So y'all need to be snoozin', or
there's gonna be some bruisin'!

- Aye-aye.

- Nailed it.

- I will hit the buttons in the
order that I love them the most.

Blue...red...green..
Bacon...lady bug...

And...gumball.

- [Suspicious muttering]

- What is it, rico?

- I don't know.

- I'm sure it's nothing.

You're probably just on edge
because skipper isn't here.

Still.

- He's never been gone
this long.

Maybe we should be worried.

- Told ya.
- Very well,

If it will
make everyone feel better,

Then we'll set aside some time
for worrying.

How's noonish?

- Works for me.

- [Protests indistinctly]

- Well, I should think
you could reschedule that.

- [Protests indistinctly]

- Well, that's true.
We could start worrying now.

[Low rumble]

- Yeah, now's good.

- [Whimpers]
- [shudders]

- Sounds like
a giant rolling...attack pod?

- [Scoffs]
there's no such thing.

- [Yells]
- [indistinct yelling]

- Guess who, pen-gu-ins!

- [Whimpers]
blowhole!

- Okay, we must guess

The brainy penguin's secrety
unlock-the-lock code.

- Mort!
How did you do that?

- With my fingers.

- No, I mean, what did you
punchety-punch in there?

- Doris.

- Oh, the dolphin lady
who broke him?

Yes, he does go on and on
about her.

- About who?

- Doris.

- Who's doris?
- She--

Never mind.

Oh-h*!
I did it!

Look how it glows!

Ooh, and hums!

And vibrates.
Violently.

In you go.
- [Giggles]

- The evil energy readings
are immense!

We're looking at
some sort of diabologizer.

- [Garbled]
diabologizer?

- It makes things evil.

- I don't like the sound of that
at all.

- Embrace the awesome,
private.

You'll make
a terrific monster.

- Oh! This would be an excellent
time for skipper to come home.

- Sadly, young private, skipper
is not racing to the rescue.

Ever again.

- Wrong, blowhole!
Skipper's out there, I know it!

- And as long as there is a
breath in his body, he will...

Thwart you.
- Yeah!

All: oof!
Oh!

- [Yelps]

[Energy winds down]

- [Shudders]
[grunts]

- That blowjoe guy just blasted
my player. Not cool, man!

- On the bright side,
we're not evil.

- [Garbled] true.
- On the dark side, there's...

That.
- [Garbled] true.

- It has
that explodey look about it.

[Energy pulsates]

- I made it.
My team needs me, and I am here.

- Yeah, you're here...

At the bronx zoo.

That's the central park zoo!

- What?

[Electric buzzing]

[Energy pulse]

- ♪ What's that racket?
What's the clatter? ♪

- ♪ We're under attack
it's a life or death matter ♪

- ♪ I was in a deep sleep
peanut dream ♪

- - ♪ I heard what I believe toe
a scream ♪

- ♪ That wasn't me,
that was bada ♪

- Hey, yo, I was just...
♪ Startled! ♪

- ♪ But what is this light? ♪

- ♪ In the middle of the night ♪

- ♪ You have it in your sight,
it's behind me, right? ♪

- ♪ What the heck is that? ♪

- ♪ What the heck is that? ♪

- ♪ Check out that mook
in the starry night sky ♪

- ♪ Gimme a sec
to wipe the sleep from me eye ♪

- ♪ It's showy and glowy
and armed for combat ♪

Both:
♪ what the heck is that? ♪

- ♪ Hey, wait, does something
seem quite wrong ♪

- ♪ Oi,
joey's breaking out in song ♪

- ♪ Now that you point it out ♪

- ♪ We are croonin',
no doubt ♪

- ♪ And bing can't help
but sing along ♪

- ♪ Why the heck is that? ♪

- ♪ Why the heck is that? ♪

- ♪ I'm gonna guess it's
'cause of that creepy thing ♪

- ♪ Someway, somehow, that thing
is making us-- ♪

All:
♪ sing! ♪

[Electronic growl]

- ♪ This monster
gets madder and madder ♪

♪ If you hit a note
that is flat ♪

All: ♪ why the heck...
Is that? ♪

[Electronic growl]

- ♪ Oh, dear ♪
- ♪ this is weird ♪

- ♪ Hey,
I have a beard ♪

- ♪ My music box
grew to hugosity ♪

♪ It's an up in the air
monstrosity ♪

- ♪ What did king julien say? ♪

♪ And why did he
say it that way?

- ♪ I got this dumby-dumb
urge to obey ♪

- ♪ This feels to me
creepy and wrong ♪

- ♪ To be suddenly
talking in song ♪

- [Electronic growl]

- ♪ Wait,
I think I can explain ♪

- ♪ It will be extremely lame ♪

- ♪ Do you mind,
this is science ♪

- ♪ It's
a kind of weird alliance ♪

- ♪ Yes, take
my experimental power cell ♪

- ♪ Add the diabologizer's
evil spell ♪

- ♪ Plus julien's mp3 player ♪

- ♪ The combo that
makes this musical slayer ♪

All: ♪ now, everybody sing,
everybody sing ♪

♪ Everybody has to sing ♪

Both: ♪ you don't have a choice,
but to modulate your voice ♪

♪ Because everybody must... ♪

All: ♪ sing, sing, sing, sing,
sing, sing, sing ♪

- ♪ The zoo is caught
in an energy bubble ♪

- ♪ It's a melodious
sort of trouble ♪

- ♪ Like broadway,
but involuntary ♪

- ♪ Don't need
a rhyming dictionary ♪

- ♪ And if you're
out of key, ♪

- ♪ The last thing
you will see ♪

- ♪ Is this mutant
talent judge ♪

- ♪ Who evidently
holds a grudge ♪

Both: ♪ now everybody sing,
everybody sing ♪

♪ Everybody has to sing ♪

All: ♪ you don't
have a choice ♪

♪ So raise
your pretty voice ♪

♪ Because everybody must... ♪

All: ♪ sing, sing, sing, sing,
sing, sing ♪

♪ Sing, sing, sing, sing,
sing, sing ♪

- ♪ Now listen to me,
pen-gu-in ♪

- ♪ I'm all ear holes,
dolph-uhh-in ♪

- ♪ We have to think fast ♪

- ♪ Before the sonic blast ♪
[yelps]

- ♪ I love this aberration ♪

♪ Unforeseen complication ♪

♪ Cause for celebration,
I think ♪

♪ From where I stand
there is a strong demand ♪

♪ To play my role,
to seize control ♪

♪ This calls for a new plan ♪

♪ In my most evil dreams
my parade of nasty schemes ♪

♪ Swimming fast to extremes ♪

♪ But I never thought of this ♪

♪ An unexpected twist ♪

♪ It simply cannot miss ♪

♪ I have to take this stand ♪

♪ A fate that's oh, so grand ♪

♪ To win the day,
my power play ♪

♪ It's up to me to step in ♪

♪ And tame this super-weapon ♪

♪ Then the pen-gu-ins,
next the zoo ♪

♪ And finally new york city,
too ♪

♪ It's big and bold,
a new plan ♪

♪ And cruel and cold,
my new plan ♪

♪ This ultimate, crowning,
supreme debut ♪

♪ Of my latest, greatest,
solidest-statest brand, new... ♪

♪ Plan! ♪

- So that's
the central park zoo?

- Yeah. Not exactly
how I remember I

- It seems...
A little disco.

- Um, excuse me, could I ask,
who are you talking to?

- Do I know you?

Wait, don't tell me.

- I can tell you
that he's not one of your men.

- Obviously.
But I feel like I know the guy.

- Ju--just stop,
because you're freakin' me out.

- Okay, fine, let's go.
Bye, fred.

Fred! Ha ha!
I do remember him!

- ♪ Only i,
doctor blowhole know ♪

♪ How to tame this beast
and so ♪

♪ Won't you listen
to my power ballad solo ♪

♪ My solo ♪

♪ In a world of mediocre minds ♪

♪ Where genius is dissed
by ignoramus mankind ♪

♪ Prepare to be
pleasantly astounded ♪

♪ Astounded, oh ♪

♪ I want to control you ♪

All: ♪ want to control you ♪

- ♪ I... ♪

♪ I want to make you mine ♪

♪ I want to cajole you ♪

All: ♪ want to cajole you ♪

- ♪ An offer that I hope ♪

♪ You shan't decline ♪

♪ I've got an ocean of devotion,
and you're the one for me ♪

♪ A mutant disaster ♪

♪ I'll be your master ♪

♪ And together we'll be ♪

♪ In wonderful,
wicked harmony ♪

♪ Like beautiful,
evil destiny ♪

♪ Livin' large,
in absolute charge ♪

♪ Of metropolitan n.y.c. ♪

♪ I got an ocean of devotion,
and you're the one for me ♪

♪ You're the one for me ♪

♪
♪

- ♪ It's the lilt
of an angel's choir ♪

- ♪ I sense events
taking a turn for the dire ♪

- [Evil laugh]

- [Startled grunt]

- Told ya.

- You're not singing.
Neither am i!

- If you can even
call that singing.

Say what you will
about the crazy dolphin,

C can sell a tune!

- And some guys
were not meant to sing.

- Yeah, roy.

- Guys,
what are we gonna do?

Blowhole's gonna take over
the whole city with that thing.

- We need skipper.

- Now, private, I'm sure
if we all put our heads together

On this,
we can come up with a plan.

And that plan is,
we need skipper!

- Gentlemen!

I am home.

All: skipper!

- [Laughs]

Uh, you are my team,
aren't you?

- Yes, sir!
- Indeed!

- Hippie, I get it now.
My subconscious picked you,

Because you know your way
around this town.

Your cross-town shortcut
was genius.

- I'm sensing
there's more to it than that.

- Not seeing it. It's now time
to fight the bad guy.

You said it yourself,
that's my thing, right?

- Cuckoo.

- Oh, I get it.
This must look kinda crazy.

Don't worry, I'm talkin' to
an invisible lion.

No, no!
He's my--my spirit guide.

- Wow.
I really thought the night

Couldn't get any weirder
after the singing,

And yet--
- singing?

What about the bad guy?

- He was the one singing.

Well, actually,
we were all singing.

- You, tall guy, it's, uh,
kowalski, right?

Is your last name analysis?
I want to say kowalski analysis.

- Through a series
of improbable events,

A giant mp3. Player with the
power of musical mind control

Is currently
flying over midtown.

- Is that it?

- And...
Doctor blowhole's at the helm.

- Villainous scum!
How'd he tame that beast?

- Power ballad.

- He has
a surprisingly lovely voice...

For villainous scum.

- All right, team. I may
or may not be 100%, sanity-wise,

But who ever said you have to
be sane to be a leader?

- Skipper, even if you are
a complete nutter, I'm with you!

- As am i,

But promise me
after we save the city

That you'll let me
run a few tests.

- Dig it.

- We need our best singer
out there.

And yes,

I'm lookin' at you,
ringtail.

- [Squeaks]
I'm goin' to broadway.

[Shudders]

[Tires screech]

- ♪ What the heck is that? ♪

- ♪ Here's the fact ♪

♪ We all have to sing ♪

♪ You didn't see anything ♪

[Punching sound]

[Laser sound]

- ♪ Okay, monster music box ♪

♪ King "j" know how to rocks ♪

♪ Give me a thump,
so I can wake my rump ♪

♪ Give me a beat,
then watch me shake my seat ♪

♪ Everybody get up and jump ♪

♪ And the beat go
thump, thump, thump, yeah! ♪

♪ This is how we do it now,
with the thump, thump, thump ♪

♪ Can you feel the funk? ♪

♪ When I dedicate my trunk
to the... ♪

♪ Everybody get up and jump ♪

♪ And the beat go
thump, thump, thump ♪

♪ Mort and maurice,
disturbing the peace ♪

♪ Everybody get up and jump
and the beat go... ♪

♪ This is how we do it now,
this is how we do it now ♪

♪ This is how we do it now,
with the thump, thump, thump ♪

♪ Thump a little lower now ♪

Deep voice:
♪ thump, thump, thump ♪

- ♪ Thump a little slower now ♪

♪ Thump...thump...thump ♪

- [Struggles]

- ♪ And now so the music monster
can hear you ♪

♪ Thump, thump, thump ♪

♪ Sing loud if the music monster
gets near you ♪

♪ Thump, thump, thump ♪

♪ Bassline, bassline,
got to have a bassline ♪

♪ Thump in time
to the phat bassline ♪

♪ Gotta put a big bottom
below this rhyme ♪

♪ Thump, thump, thump ♪

♪ Thump, thump! ♪

That's how you do it,
y'all.

- [Evil cackle]

- Ooh,
so that didn't work.

Let's rethink your strategy.

- ♪ Okay, how come
you're not singing?

- I think it doesn't impact me,
because I'm not real.

Not sure, just,
you know, a theory.

- ♪ No way,
show stuff is your big thing ♪

- It is ironic.

- ♪ 'Cause now I could use
some guiding ♪

- Nobody has to
force me to sing.

If you need me,
I am ready to cut loose!

- ♪ Oh, what's the use?

♪ I can't hold a tune ♪

- ♪ But you can catch a tuna ♪

♪ A great-a big-a tuna ♪

- ♪ I can't rhyme with moon ♪

- ♪ Maybe go with... ♪
Um, luna?

♪ You've got a song
in your heart ♪

- ♪ It's actually my lung ♪

- ♪ So what
if it's not great art ♪

- ♪ This hero
prefers to be unsung ♪

- Oh, come on,
you can do it, skipper!

- ♪ Ba da da, ba ba ba ba ♪

♪ Ba da da da da ♪

♪ Da da da da, ba ba bo ba ♪

♪ Skoodley-doodley ♪
- yeah!

Skipper, that's great!
- Yeah!

♪ Be be bop ba do bop
be be dop ba bum bow ♪

♪ Ba do bop zip za ♪

♪ Skuddley-wuddley,
cute and cuddly ♪

- Yeah! Yeah!
♪ We are the penguins ♪

[Electrical sputtering]

♪ I remember everything,
this bird can sing ♪

♪ Now I've got my marbles back,
I'm ready to attack ♪

- ♪ That's open to debate ♪

♪ Besides you're much too late ♪

♪ I know my name,
and I've got your number ♪

♪ I overcame
when you put me under ♪

♪ Your voice may be pretty ♪

♪ Keep your flippers
off my city ♪

- ♪ Skipper's song
is a distraction ♪

- ♪ The time has come
for action ♪

- ♪ [Rhyming gibberish] ♪

- ♪ Of course!
Power cell extraction! ♪

- ♪ I say now way,
this is it, end of the line ♪

♪ Victory's not his,
it's mine ♪

- ♪ I have to disagree,
this time it's not enough ♪

♪ You don't have the stuff,
it's time to end this noise ♪

- ♪ For that,
I'm counting on my boys ♪

♪ I'm thinking
tango, bravo, foxtrot ♪

- ♪ And I will dance
the robot ♪

- ♪ What on earth
are you doing? ♪

- ♪ Just a little plan
we're brewing ♪

- ♪ [Retches]
[rhyming babble] ♪

- ♪ Your arrogance
you'll be ruing ♪

♪ Ruing, ruing! ♪

- [Gasps]

[Groans and wails]

- ♪ Smile and wave, boys! ♪

All: ♪ smile and wave ♪

- [Struggles]

[Grunts]

[Car alarm chirp]

Farewell, pen-gu-ins!

- Yes, sea mammal.

- No! Not the--

Deep voice:
mind-jacker!

- Ai-ee, oh.

Uh, where am i?

- And we are thrilled to welcome
back our old friend...

- Who am i?

- Flippy the dolphin!

- Really?
My name is flippy.

- Prepare yourselves for...

The ring of fire!

- [Blowhole sputters]

- You know, peaches--

- Alex.

- Right, alex.
I have to be honest.

- Please don't,

Unless it's an
unexpectedlygracious compliment,

In which case,
you know, play through.

- Whenever I heard
the real you

Claim to be
the king of new york,

I wanted to puke.

- Okay, honesty...
Bad call.

- But for a hippie,
you're a good man in a jam.

- Oh.
Go on.

- I mean,
my noggin had choices,

And deep down,
something said you.

- Well,
yeah, I guess so.

- And I think that was
one heck of a smart choice.

Up high!

- Seriously? Wow!

- Aw, high-five hi-jinks
with his imaginary friend.

- Down low.
Too slow!

- Yeah, I'm done here.