[bell tolls]
[brassy detective music]
- Hit it. - ♪ Hey-oh, yah, hah ♪
- ♪ Oh, hey-oh ♪ - Yeah.
- ♪ Hey-oh ♪ - ♪ Yeah, oh-hey-oh ♪
[brassy detective music]
[camera shutter clicks]
Cute and cuddly, boys.
[rock music]
[sneaky music]
All clear for operation bury-the-past.
At morning's light,
I want these old mission files six feet under.
Bleh! Kaboom?
Are you insane, man?
Eh...
Explosives would scatter the shredded files randomly.
We need precision scattering.
[disappointedly] Oh!
There you penguins are hiding.
I have a big problem,
and I tried to make Maurice wake up and fix it,
but that guy sleeps like...
[snoring]
"I'm a teddy bear. Look at me hibernating."
[snoring]
Take your little problemos elsewhere, ringtail.
We're on a very tight--
[gasps] You have puzzles!
Gimme, gimme, gimme!
- Classified! - No, it's okay;
I'm like a puzzle picture champion.
See? This one makes a penguin.
But why is he shaking hands with the Sasquatch
and the King of Sweden?
He knows too much.
Operation compromised.
Rico, take care of the ringtail.
I meant take care of the crybaby's problem.
[grumbling]
Looks like these files need extra shredding, boys.
Back to HQ.
We go again in 24 hours.
Okay, right there. You see that?
Who can have the royal sleep
with that thing shouting its light
into my eyeballs all night?
Nobody, right?
So make it go away already.
Heh! Kaboom.
What? Of course not, you crazy.
That sign is way too huge.
One kaboomy stick won't be nearly enough.
[Rico jabbering]
Five, four, three, two, one.
Kaboom!
[rumbling]
What in the name of Sherman's girdle?
That was the most awesomest thing I have ever seen
that wasn't me.
[laughing]
Rico?
Who authorized that billboard detonation, hmm?
Who authorized anybody to care?
Ha!
The shiny face sign is gone, and there was exploding.
High-five the awesome, baby.
You did tell him to take care of King Julien's problem.
You know, I can think of many other things
that also could use a good kabooming,
if you know what I mean.
[shudders excitedly]
Whoa, ringtail, there's a reason
we don't let Rico go wild with the kaboom.
He needs a guiding hand to pull him back
before things go too far...
Kaboom, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom, kaboom...
...fiery end of life as we know it.
Comprende?
kaboom, kaboom.
Uh, I mean, of course.
It is unwise that we two should kaboom together
ever again!
Why are you winking?
Because I am allergic to--
shut up, okay?
[Rico sighs]
[knocking]
[upbeat music]
[laughs] Kaboom!
[explosions]
Kablamo!
Ah!
Ta-da!
Mmm, mmm!
[explosions and romantic music]
This has been... the best...
1 1/2 days of my life.
Kaboom-boom-boom-boom-boom!
So, so, so tonight we should totally boss out
my kingly habitat, like an explody home makeover.
Oh, wait, tonight?
What? You got penguiny things to do?
Come on, Rico!
Who's going to give you the funnest time, huh?
Them or me?
Kaboom, kaboom, kaboom!
[jabbering]
Well, boys...
[all yawning]
mission accomplished.
Requesting permission to--
[snoring]
Permission granted.
I think we could all use a little--
[rocket whistling]
- Huh? - What, what?
[laughs] Again!
- [explosion] - Again!
You are my minister of awesome.
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Rico, explain yourself, soldier.
Oh, check it out!
Remember my old boring and lame throne?
- Eh... - Now,
thanks to the crazy penguin with the sick skills,
it explodes like a rocka rolla concert
every time you say the word "Julien."
♪ Oh, yeah! ♪
[sizzling]
Your Majesty, what's going on?
Why did nobody ever tell me
a penguin could be so cool?
Who wants hugs, huh? I got extra.
I do! I do!
All right, Rico.
I'm sure it's been a blast, but--
- Uh-uh. - What?
You're ditching us for Julien?
- Yes! - Whoo-hoo!
What fresh madness is this?
[gasps]
it's classic anti-authoritarian rebel euphoria.
Rico's been encouraged to go
as destructively insane as possible.
And he's loving it.
Just look at that little punim.
[jabbering happily]
Don't do this, Rico.
He's pushed you too far already.
Don't listen to them.
You just stick with your enabler, King...
Julien.
Look at yourself, man.
You're clinging to a single thread of sanity.
We could "Julien" some potatoes.
For your own safety, you've got to come with us.
I'm sorry; I can't hear you.
Could "Ju-lien" in closer?
- Stop that. - Uh-uh!
Okay, if you two want to dance with lady danger,
I guess there's nothing we can-- hiyah!
Come on!
You're going to break him.
Bleh!
Wha!
- [penguins yell] - Yes!
Ejection traps for the lower classes.
Another success! Really.
Ya, ya! [howls]
Who is ready to complete the royal home makeover?
All right!
Okay, I am a king, right?
- You're the king. - So, what is up
with the unbig, tiny littleness
of my royal estate?
Can your crazy explodo skills give me
the super-big kingdom I deserve?
I will take your deranged cackle as a yes.
Move in hard and fast, men.
Rico's a danger to himself and others.
We never leave a madman behind.
[laughs] Too late, you silly penguin!
Already he is expanding my kingdom
with the most mayhemiest destructo machine ever.
[laughs]
[foghorn noise]
Okay, why is he just standing there?
You maniac!
You let him go too far!
He's built up too much psychotic pressure.
Too much--what?
Don't you see?
Rico is the destructo machine!
Yeah!
[rock music]
[screams] What is he doing?
You asked Rico to expand your kingdom.
Yes. And?
Well, it appears he's doing it
by leveling everything in his path.
Okay, maybe I was a little fuzzy in the details,
But, you know, I'm a big-picture guy.
- Whoa! - Whoa!
Maurice! Fix it, fix it, fix it.
By my calculations, it's too late to stop him.
Our only hope is to contain him at his current location
until he burns off his appetite for destruction.
And by "current location,"
we are talking about my kingly habitat?
Precisely. If we can't hold him in there,
his vortex of regurgitated mayhem
will destroy the zoo.
Which parts of the zoo?
Because the elephants' place is kind of shabby already,
if you ask me.
[sighs]
Okay, fine. Let us save the zoo.
[crash]
[rock music]
Stand down, soldier.
You're not in your right mind.
[jabbering]
Or any other mind.
[rock music]
He's hitting his berserker peak.
Just hold your ground for a little more--
Ow!
Nobody told me there would be hurting.
Forget it.
Knock down the zoo already.
Ah.
[screams]
Huh?
Keep him inside the bouncy.
Its rubbery sponginess
should make an ideal lunacy absorber.
[air squealing]
[sighs peacefully]
He's going to be just fine.
Whoa.
[screams]
[awestruck] My kingdom.
You did the right thing, Julien...
eventually, when there was no other choice.
Um, good job.
Look how roomy it is now!
Finally, a habitat fit for a king.
Come, Maurice.
Let us wallow in the luxurious nothing.
[laughs] Hooray for nothing!
Would you look at that?
I think 48 hours of uncontrolled mayhem
has left somebody plumb tuckered out.
[gurgling]
Aw, he wants uppies.
Come on, big guy.
Let's get you home.
- There you are. - Up you go.
It's good to have you back, amigo.
[upbeat music]
[humming]
Huh?
Hey! Uh-uh.
[grumbling suspiciously]
[panicked yelling]
[laughter]
Forgive me, Rico.
Just testing out my latest invention.
It translates thought into action.
And I call it...
the helmet!
The helmet? Really?
It's a working title.
I'm totally open to suggestions.
The point is, this proves once and for all
that intellect is stronger than brute force.
Nuh-uh.
Uh-huh. Interesting point, Rico.
However...
Now, there's no need to squabble, boys.
Intellect and brute force are both important to this team.
Mostly brute force.
Look at me! I'm flying!
Yay!
Not bad... if we need to do air recon.
But what else is it good for?
[upbeat music]
Oh, and don't get me started on his cooking.
Ugh!
Maurice's cooking was so bad...
[silence]
How bad was it?
It was so bad, I wouldn't eat it.
- [rimshot] - [laughs]
Oh, that's so funny, because it's you!
Hee hee hee hee hee hee!
Oh, this ain't worth a two-mango minimum.
Ah, but seriously, folks--
Now, that's funny.
[laughs] Do it again.
Nice, Kowalski.
[gobbling]
That penguin has a magic crown that makes things go floaty.
Maurice, why does my crown not do such magic?
Well, how do you know it doesn't?
Ooh, good point.
Okay, fly Mort into the sun.
Oh, yay!
This crown is so lame!
[warbling]
Oh, hello, penguins.
I could not help but notice
that you have a hat that magically brings things.
And me want it.
Kowalski.
[warbling]
I am consumed by jealousy!
I must have that magic hat!
[penguins snoring]
Maurice, a little more.
Whew!
Oh, come on.
[growls]
[muttering]
[snoring]
Now, Maurice.
[crickets chirping]
[screams] The helmet!
It's missing.
Oh, good golly.
Oh, hello.
I didn't see you there.
How are you liking my new crown?
Quite fetching, yes?
Careful!
You have no idea of the awesome power you now wield.
Of course I do; that's why I took it.
I am the king, and only the king can wield such awesome power.
Now, watch as I wield.
I want a fizzy soda.
- [thud] - Ow!
And a candied bar.
Oh!
And now I am wanting Chinese food.
Ow! Ow! Ow!
Eh, eh, eh.
No, real Chinese food from the China.
[sighs] What is taking so long?
Work, crown, work.
No, don't touch that.
Shh!
You are interrupting my concentrations.
Now, where is my lo mein?
Food coming from China does have a long way to travel.
Good point, Maurice. Thank you.
- Also, you are fired. - What?!
My brain and my crown thingamabobby
will do everything for me.
Yay, King Julien!
Except the worshipping, which Mort will do.
Yay, job security!
[chuckles]
You are still here?
Wait!
Turn over the helmet, ringtail,
before someone gets hurt.
Kowalski, tell him.
I, uh, I will just as soon as...
I can get the Mort fur off my... tongue.
[clears throat]
You have no idea of the forces you are playing with--
He's turned the helmet's control regulator up to ten.
I kept it at a cool five,
easy enough for my accelerated brain capacity.
But ten is way too much
for Julien's extremely limited mind.
And that means what, exactly?
Oh, just that his chaotic thoughts will destroy us all.
Kowalski, have you ever invented anything
that doesn't eventually threaten to destroy us all?
Let me think.
Uh, no.
Hmm, what next?
I know, papaya.
Uh, diced.
See, Mort? There's nothing I cannot do.
You are the greatest.
Except kiss up to my own hiney.
Very good, Mort.
Perfect. You, be gone.
You are trying to steal my crown!
No, it's a helmet.
And, yes, we're stealing it... back.
Ha! I am surrounded by the lowdown, dirty snakes.
Figure of speech. Go away.
You must exercise caution.
Whatever you think of will come right to you.
Your brain can't handle that kind of power.
I was handling it just fine until you came charging in here
like a herd of angry rhinos.
Ooh!
At least I didn't say,
"Like a herd of angry elephants."
[elephant trumpets]
Okay, okay, but at least I didn't say, "A city bus."
[bus honks]
Okay, I see what I did there.
- But at least I didn't say-- - Nothing.
You didn't say nothing, and you didn't think nothing.
Despite Skipper's double negatives,
I trust our point is becoming clear.
[muffled speech]
You know, my old crown was much less dangerous.
So why don't you take this crown off?
Yes, and do so carefully.
This is a particularly explosive situation.
Explosive?
Oh, heck.
Hit the deck!
Huh. He's grabbing some good altitude.
I wonder if King Julien will realize
he can use the helmet's power to summon a parachute.
- [moans] - Nope.
Ringtail, take off that helmet A.S.A.P.
Okay, okay, I will take it off.
I mean, it's not like this crown is chained to my head.
Okay, now I am feeling the stupidness.
[grunting]
Help!
Let's roll.
Okay, ringtail.
Do not think of anything
except for me telling you not to think of anything.
I won't. My brain will allow no thoughts in.
My brain will be a brick wall.
Oopsy.
Rico.
Gah!
You know, I thought those would look cool,
and they do.
[electricity sputtering]
The helmet is overwhelming his brain.
Retreat!
Skipper, I don't see any way
of penetrating that wall of telekinetic chaos.
Nobody can stop Julien's brain
from destroying the entire world.
Look!
Whoo!
Your Highness, I am here to help.
And you are?
- Maurice. - Um...
- I used to work for you. - Um...
As recently as this afternoon.
Hmm, now that you mention it,
your face does ring a bell.
Oh, Maurice!
What have I done?
Duck!
[quacks]
He's distracted. Now's our chance.
Skipper, I have a careful, well-thought-out plan of attack.
Rico?
[coughing]
Maurice, you are alive!
I thought I had lost you.
No, but you did lose your hair.
I lost my--
[squeals]
Oh, this is hideousness!
I am as hairless as a chimp's bottom.
Chill. I got it covered.
Oh, Maurice, you always know just what I need.
Yup.
Your Chinese Chinese food is here, Your Majesty.
Yummy! Let's chow.
Well done, Rico.
Good old brute force to the rescue, eh?
- Uh-huh. - Not entirely.
After all, Skipper, it was my intellect
that reasoned it was time for brute force.
Right, Kowalski, right.
Intellect, brute force-- they're equally important.
Not really.
Give me brute force any day.
But, Skipper, doesn't violence beget more violence?
Sure does, Private.
It's a win-win.
[brassy detective music]