Madagascar: Escape 2 Africa Quotes

Julien: [pops out from a cake] Hey, freaks! You will be glad to learn that I am coming with you!

Alex: Oh ho ho, no, thank you.

Julien: Oh, *yes*, thank you. It's *my* plane!

Alex: Marty, it looks like this is it! I just want you to know, you're a one in a million friend!

Marty: Thanks, Alex! You are a true friend!

Alex: And I'm sure you won't mind when I tell you...

Marty: What? Tell me what?

Alex: I broke your iPod!

Marty: What?

Alex: The buttons were so small! It made me mad!

Marty: The horror!

Alex: It was an accident!

Marty: I'm gonna kill you!

Melman: No, no that's not it. Listen Mototo, you'd better treat this lady like a queen. Because you, you my friend... have found the perfect woman. If I was ever so lucky to find the perfect woman, I would give her flowers every day. And not just any flowers, okay? Her favorites are orchids. White. And I would bring her breakfast every day. Six loaves of wheat bread with butter on both sides. No crusts. Just the way she likes it. I'd be her shoulder to cry on and her best friend. And I'd spend every day thinking of ways to make her laugh. She has the most... amazing laugh. That's what I would do, if I were you. But I'm not. So you do it.

Moto Moto: Uhhh... What? Aaaanyways, where were we?

Gloria: [sigh] I'm huge?

Alex: I wanna prove to my dad that I'm a *real* lion.

Marty: As opposed, to a *chocolate* lion!

Julien: [after Melman has announced he has only 48 hours to live] If I, King Julien, that's my name, had only two days to live, I would do all the things I always wanted to do.

Melman: Like what?

Julien: I'd become a professional whistler. I'm pretty fantastic right now, but I would do it professionally.

[Tries to whistle, but all that comes out is a long raspberry]

Julien: Another thing I would do is invade a neighboring country, and force my own ideology on them, even if they didn't want it.

Gloria: What is this place?

Melman: San Diego. This time, I'm 40% sure.

Skipper: [Looking at the blueprints for the plane] Very impressive, Kowalski. But will it fly?

Kowalski: Yes, if you fold it here, here, and here.

[Folds plans into paper plane and throws it]

Skipper: Nice.

Gloria: Any water?

Moto Moto: No, just more diamonds and gold.

Julien: Whatever happened to the separation of the classes?

Maurice: I'm sure this whole democracy thing is just a fad.

Nana: I know you!

Alex: You!

Nana: It's the bad kitty!

Alex: I like to move it, move it!

Gloria: He likes to move it, move it!

Marty: She likes to move it, move it!

Melman: We like to...?

Lemurs: Move it!

Gloria: So you must be Moto Moto.

Moto Moto: The name so nice when you say it twice

[Shows three fingers]

Moto Moto: .

Gloria: Is this place great or what?

Alex: I'd go with "or what".

Marty: That is definitely not crackalackin'.

Alex: It is lackin' in the crackin', my friend.

Skipper: Gently now, you just wanna kiss the ground, just a little peck, a smooch like you're kissing your sister.

[Plane violently lands and the tires break off]

Skipper: I said kiss it!

Melman: What, you don't have doctors here?

Stephen: Well not any more.

Melman: What if you catch a cold or something.

Additional Giraffe: We go over to the dying holes, and we die.

Skipper: Operation tourist trap is a go.

Private: Oh, I like that one, that's a good one.

Kowalski: It works on many levels, sir.

Skipper: You guys are a bunch of suck-ups.

Kowalski: That too, sir.

Private: Oh, absolutely, sir.

Kowalski: Only two passengers unaccounted for, Skipper.

Skipper: That's a number I can live with! Good landing, boys! Who says a penguin can't fly?

Skipper: [to Alex] You! Pretty boy! Why don't you and your friends dig a latrine, maybe find water.

Alex: Hold on, hold on a second. Who made you... king of the plane wreck?

Skipper: 'Scuse me?

[Rico pulls out and deploys a switchblade]

Alex: Slow down! You're gonna kill us! There's got to be another way! Pass it on!

[the monkey chain relays the message up to the plane]

Mason: Don't slow down. Kill us. It's the only way. Basset Hound!

Skipper: The best sacrifice is the one made by others.

[Nana shoots through the plane's windshield and blows off the bobblehead doll's head]

Skipper: Doll! MEDIC!

[Private gets out the duct tape]

Gloria: Julian, stop this! This is crazy!

Julien: Oh, suddenly throwing a giraffe into a volcano to make water, is crazy!

Gloria: YES!

Alex: If you're ever in Manhattan, feel free to call first.

[Sees two lemurs picking each other's noses and eating the boogers]

Alex: Seriously though, call, okay?

Alex: Hey! Happy Slappers! Is there any reason to celebrate? Look at the plane!

Skipper: We'll fix it.

Alex: Fix it? How you gonna fix this?

Skipper: Grit, spit

[Private spits]

Skipper: and a whole lotta duct tape.

[Rico pulls out a roll of duct tape]

Skipper: We should be up and running in say...

[Kowalski shows him an abacus]

Skipper: six to nine months.

Alex: Sixty-nine months?

Skipper: No, six *to* nine months.

Melman: [as the plane is going down] I love you, Gloria! I always have!

[Gloria is fast asleep; Alex and Marty stare at Melman]

Melman: Like you love the beach, or a good book, or the beach...

Alex: She's got a gun! Let's get out while we can! Pass it on!

[monkeys chain whisper the message up to the plane]

Mason: He said, 'Let's have some fun and take out the dam. Basset hound'.

Julien: [referring to the fiery volcano] I'd jump in myself, if I weren't so good at whistling.

[proceeds to whistle terribly]

Makunga: Look at it this way. After I defeat you and take your place as alpha lion, you'll have that much more time to spend with your pathetic excuse of a son.

Zuba: Before I kick your butt again, tell me why you want to be alpha lion?

Makunga: I'm better looking, I have better hair, I'm deceitfully smart, and I want everyone to do what I say.

Baby Marty: I don't like the looks of this guy. He's a bit of a show-off.

Baby Gloria: I think he's kinda cute.

Baby Melman: You think he's cute?

Marty: I still think he's a show-off.

Melman: You gotta give him credit. He is an animal.

Marty: I don't know about you guys, but I feel like going on vacation.

Gloria: Where are we going to go on vacation?

Marty: I was thinking Conneticut.

Makunga: Who could possibly take Zuba's place? Someone? Anyone? No one?

[a lion stands up]

Makunga: You, sir!

[Swings scepter towards lion, "accidentally" knocking him out]

Makunga: I guess, awkward as it is, I could carry this tremendous burden.

Zuba: Good luck, Alakay.

Alex: Were we come from, we say "break a leg".

Zuba: That's my boy!

Skipper: I'd like to kiss you, monkey man.

Mason: All right, but you're so darn ugly.

[Kisses Skipper]

Alex: [Dancing as he speaks] How! Me and my friends fly... fly, on great metal bird... then we plummet...

[whistles]

Alex: Boom! Crash here. We offer only happiness and good greetings.

Hippo Girlfriend: Is he dancing about a plane crash?

Alex: Yeah, we are. Sorry.

Zuba: Love transcends all boundaries. We are here to celebrate such a love. Do you two take each other for better or worse?

Skipper: For better, please.

[Bulb on the fuel guage is flashing]

Kowalski: Skipper, look.

Skipper: Analysis

Kowalski: It looks like a small incandescent bulb, designed to indicate something out of the ordinary, like a malfunction.

Skipper: I find it pretty and somewhat hypnotic.

Kowalski: That too, sir.

Skipper: Right. Rico, maunal!

[Catches the manual and smashes the bulb with it]

Skipper: Problemo solved.

Kowalski: Sir, we may be out of fuel.

Skipper: What makes you think that?

Kowalski: We've lost engine one, and engine two is no longer on fire.

Skipper: Buckle up, boys. Don't look, doll, this might get hairy.

[on the microphone]

Skipper: This is your captain speaking. I have good news and bad news. The good news is that we will be landing immediately.

[everyone claps]

Skipper: The bad news is, we're crash landing.

[Plane goes on a dive]

Skipper: When it comes to air travel, we know that you have no choice whatsoever, but thanks again for choosing Air Penguin.

Skipper: Higher mammal! We shall require use of your opposibles!

[Phil curses in sign language]

Mason: Phil! I ought to wash your hands out with soap.

Mason: The plane won't be fixed until the suits meet our demands. Now, about maternity leave.

Skipper: Maternity leave?

[glances under the table]

Skipper: You're all male...

Marty: Look, we need that plane for a rescue mission.

Skipper: Well, there's nothing I can do until we bust up this union.

Gloria: I'm gonna get to bustin' up all you if you don't get this plane going!

Skipper: Can't you see these commies have my hands tied, here? NO maternity leave!

Mason: [nudges Phil, who pulls out incriminating photos of Skipper and "Doll" in compromising positions] Maybe a certain someone wouldn't want *these* blowing around the savanna?

Skipper: [reluctantly] All right, you get your maternity leave.

Julien: Ha,ha,ha! I like laughing! It's such a nice experience!

Melman: [Melman pokes his head in] Whoa.

Julien: Exuse me, this is first class. It's nothing personal, it's just that we're better than you.

Zuba: Alakay, look out!

Alex: [Fighting Teetsi] No, dad! It's 'Hop, Shuffle,Ball Change, Hip Swish, Turn Around!'!

[Gets sucker punched in the face by Teetsi]

Julien: Do you mind going back? This is first class.

Julien: It's nothing personal, it's just that we're better than you.

Julien: [sees water coming to the savannah] I did it! I did it! I did it!

[the volcano spurts out lava]

Julien: Okay, you did it!

Mom: You going to mope like this all day?

Zuba: Hmph.

Mom: Don't hmph me. Listen, Zuba. A miracle happened. Our son came back to us. How is that not good enough for you?

Zuba: What are you saying, woman?

Mom: We lost him once, Zuba. Let's not lose him again.

Alex: Did I... did I win?

Zuba: Oh. No, son. I mean how could this happen? You told us you were a king. And a king does not get beat.

Alex: Well, I am a king. I'm the... I'm the King of New York. It's-it's my stage name. I'm like, you know, it's- for when I perform.

Zuba: Perform?

Zuba: What's going on here? What's all this hubbub?

Elephant: They say their from off the reserve.

Zuba: That's impossible. Only people come from off the reserve.

Alex: You look familiar. Do I know you from...?

Zuba: How could you possibly survive the hunters?

Gloria: Hunters? We didn't... I mean we didn't see any hunters.

Zuba: What are you looking at?

Alex: Me? Nothing.

Zuba: This watering hole doesn't need any more mouths to feed. So just skedaddle back to wherever you came from.

Alex: Ok. Well, is there maybe a manager that I can talk to?

Zuba: Oh. I see. You're here to challenge me!

Alex: What? No! No. No.

Zuba: Well, that's what it started to look like to me!

Mom: Zuba! Wait.

Zuba: Doggone, woman. I'm trying to take care of my business...

Mom: Yeah, yeah, Zuba. Hold on. Alakay? Is that you?

[grabs Alex's paw]

Alex: No it's Alex. Ix like New York Knicks.

Mom: [stunned by the birthmark] Zuba, look!

Alex: [Zuba looks at the birthmark] Oh. I've always had that. The vet checked it out. It's really... it's kind of a beauty spot, really.

Zuba: [Looking at Alex's birthmark] A mark.

Alex: All right, this is a little weird.

Zuba: Honey, he's come home.

Alex: What?

Zuba: [shows his birthmark] You've come home.

Alex: [as he looks at both birthmarks] Whoa.

Zuba: Son.

[pause]

Alex: Dad.

[Zuba nods]

Alex: Mom and Dad? Mom and Dad! Mom and Dad! It's my Mom and Dad! I got a mom and dad!

[they form a group hug]

Mom: Our baby's alive!

Marty: Dad!

Gloria: [as they watch the sunset] Beautiful, isn't it?

Melman: Yeah.

Marty: It's amazing.

Alex: Guys... this is where we belong.

Melman: Gloria!

[sees Gloria and Moto Moto]

Melman: Gloria.

Gloria: Melman.

[Moto Moto turns around puckered]

Gloria: Melman, I... I want you to meet Moto Moto.

Melman: Ah. Moto Moto. Yeah, nice to meet you. Well, I-I guess I...

Gloria: It's ok, Melman. Apology accepted.

Melman: Oh. Yeah, right, yes. That... yes. That's why I... good. Phew. Ok. That's - Well, that's it then.

Moto Moto: You're good. We're kinda busy here, man.

Mom: [pulls out small fabric blanket] You used to call this foofie.

Alex: Foofie?

[takes a whiff]

Alex: Foofie.

Zuba: Oh. He doesn't want that thing.

Alex: [Zuba tempts to take it from Alex but he pulls back like tug a war] This is my foofie!

[pause]

Mom: Zuba, you better give him his foofie.

Moto Moto: Goodness, girl... you huge.

Gloria: Who's your friend? Or is that your butt?

Moto Moto: My gosh, girl, you huge.

Gloria: You said that.

Moto Moto: Yeah. That's right. We don't have to talk no more.

[Puckers his lips like he was going to kiss her]

[Kowalski is showing Skipper the plans to rebuild the plane]

Skipper: Looks impressive, Kowalski, but will it fly?

Kowalski: Yes.

[He begins folding the plans into an origami plane]

Kowalski: If we fold it here, here and here.

[He hurls the paper plane out onto the plains]

Skipper: Nice.