Private:
Hello! Are you my family?
[the three penguins turn, knowing that they're far away from land, and nod to each other before turning back to face Private]
Kowalski:
You don't have a family, and we're all going to die. Sorry.
Private:
W-What?
[Skipper elbows Kowalski]
Kowalski:
What? I thought that was what we were all nodding about.
Skipper:
[hits Kowalski]
No one's gonna die.
[to Private]
Skipper:
You know what you got, kid? You've got us. We've got each other. And if that ain't a family, I don't know what is.
[salutes Private, who salutes back]
Skipper:
[tussles Private's head]
So adorable.
[to Kowalski]
Skipper:
Kowalski, what's our trajectory?
Kowalski:
Ninety-five percent certain we're still doomed.
Skipper:
And the, uh... other five percent?
Kowalski:
Adventure and glory like no penguins have ever seen before.
Skipper:
I'll take that action.
Private:
Where are going?
Skipper:
The future, boys. The glorious future.