Merry Madagascar Edit

A coconut! Thank you, King Julien!

A great, big present for me,

Alex, I think you just shot down...

Alex, you OK?

Alex, you still have the present!

All right, let's give these babies a spin.

All right, New York, let's do this!

All your presents are my presents!

Alrighty, Santa. Time to big, big buddy.

An inflatable hippo pool? And chlorine?!

And dumped here in... rustic Madagascar.

And everyone wept tears of joy for the miracle that was Baby Julien.

And I can't wait to see Dr. Maneesh, greatest chiropractor ever.

And Julien, you're officially off the naughty list!

And now, you've ruined Julianuary!

And they're still hot! They're still hot.

And those reindeer have, like, magical powers.

And we don't rest until every one of these gifts gets delivered.

And we're back in Madagascar.

And you even found Liechtenstein?

And you know what? We're gonna have the best Christmas ever.

And you're not with Santa, you'll regret it.

Any landing you can walk away from is a good landing.

Are there more of you? How many? Tell me, are you a robot?

Aye, aye.

Back away! You don't know who you're dealing with.

Beaks down. Stay on target.

Brace for impact!

But amazing! OK, calm down, Abby. Breathe.

But now that we're leaving, seeing you all here,

But she'll spit you out like a cup of bad eggnog!

But we got snow!

Calm down. It's a small town, there's only a couple more houses.

Can I have your attention? The redeye to New York is about to board.

Can we freak out now?!

Canada is straight ahead.

Candied yams from Sylvia's! That's what I want for Christmas.

Come on, Private. Think happy thoughts. Happy thoughts.

Come on. How hard can it be? Melman, you're up!

Cupid, stay out of this!

Dash away, boys. Dash away!

Don't leave me!

Don't tell Santa I was up. Really.

Dr. Maneesh's neck massager!

Easy...

Every single present delivered and accounted for.

Every year, on the 24th of Julianuary...

Everyone, after the Goblin. Don't let him get away!

False alarm, everyone! Back into hiding. It was just a cruel hoax.

Fat man, behold the beauty of a traditional Julianuary carol,

Flaps up.

For much longer. So either we go without Santa,

From this moment forth,

Get off me! Get off me!

Give me that.

Goodbye, empty bags. Hello, New...

Goodbyes can be bittersweet.

Great. There goes our lift home.

Guys, did you hear something?

Guys, guys. Come on, it's Christmas. You know, the season of giving.

Guys? I'm stuck!

Hang in there, Melman! I'm coming!

Haven't you heard of knocking? I could have been naked in here.

He must have hit his head in the crash. Maybe he's got amnesia.

He's alive!

Hello, there, little reindeer.

Here, Amelia. Merry Julianuary.

Here's the plan: we find the sleigh, help Santa deliver the toys.

Hey, no need to get psycho. They're just Santa's little...

Hey! Why don't you give one to your girlfriend Amelia over there.

Hoax?! What kind of sick joke is this, huh?!

Honoring... me.

I am the naughty list!

I am. That's who.

I can't go to sleep. No way I can go to sleep. I just met Santa's helpers!

I can't remember.

I can't stop! I can't stop!

I can't wait to get back to my hippo pool and that sweet smell of chlorine.

I did it, everybody!

I did it!

I don't know. But back there,

I don't understand.

I don't wanna go!

I don't want to. OK, fine, I'll do it! Keep your chubby hands off.

I forget! They can't fly.

I got you, Melman!

I grow tired of your reindeer games.

I have all the presents. Why do I feel so empty inside?

I hope we're still charging them rent.

I just wanna shake my booty!

I like to move it, move it

I made you cookies.

I think, I broke my collarbone.

I thought you said there was enough sparkly stuff to get us there!

I took you in as my guest,

I was wrong!

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

I'll never go!

I'll throw it in the river. It'll be like we never saw them.

I'll use the reserve tank then.

I'm physically fit, physically fit Physically, physically, physically fit.

I'm so naughty. Mort, you're next!

I'm sorry if I ruined your Julianuary.

I've ruined Christmas for everybody. I've ruined Christmas for, like,

In New York.

Incoming!

Is that tank full of sparkly stuff.

It may not be pretty, but we headed to the city!

It reminds us just how many friends we've made.

It says, "To Mort. Happy Julianuary.

It seems like only 306 days ago,

It was pretty good.

It's a cold war that dates back centuries.

It's not like Julien to miss a party.

It's perfect! What do you guys think?

It's the truth. Santa, the South Polers saved Christmas.

Kind of warm and tingly on the inside.

Lady and gentlemen, we are about to arrive at our first destination.

Lemurs down! You, you, take their places.

Let's do this!

Let's go find that sleigh.

Liechety what?

Like pinworms! Come, fat man!

Load the shooting thingy! Fire at the Goblin!

Look at the smile on Amelia.

Look out!

Look, everybody! It shakes like a bowl full of jelly!

Look, he's got another hat on.

Looks like the kid can't hold his sea water.

Love, King Julien."

Making her feel good, makes me feel good.

Maurice, I thought they left already.

Maurice...

Maybe for some people, saying goodbye is really hard.

Maybe next Christmas, New York. Skipper, full speed ahead!

Maybe you have an army hidden inside of you. Talk to me, robot army.

Me? I just wanna see the snow falling down on my beautiful city.

Me? Melman lost it in the chimney.

Merry Christmas and happy Julianuary, everybody!

Merry Christmas down there, stuck on the land!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!

Merry Julianuary!

Merry Julianuary.

Merry Madagascar!

Move it!

My name is...

My true love sent to me,

Namaste. Namaste.

New plan. We're not going to the post office anymore.

New York, here we come! What the...?

Next.

No way! Candied yams from Sylvia's!

No! It's OK. Going to bed now.

No. No! No more! I can't take it.

Now, dive, fool, dive, dive, dive!

Now, go find Big Red and we'll get this baby airborne.

Now, you can be Santa Claustrophobic.

Oh, Amelia. Did you ever feel like you're just wasting away?

Oh, chestnuts! Those children will be up any minute now!

Oh, my gosh! I almost forgot!

Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!

Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! You're Santa's helpers!

Oh, no, no! No! This isn't happening!

Oh, no.

Oh, this is bad. This is... This is bad!

Oh, yeah. That's the stuff.

OK, boys, let's take her down.

OK, boys, let's take her down.

OK, here's the plan.

OK, I get it. It's Picking on the King Day.

OK, I'm going to bed now.

OK, you guys know each other?

On my beautiful city. How did he know?

On my command, kick him in the bells.

On the 88th day of Julianuary,

Only 152 cities left to go.

Please. They bribed him with candy canes and cheap elf labor.

Private, give 'em a little demo.

Put it back!

Red Night Goblin! The Red Night Goblin's coming!

Red Night Goblin! The Red Night Goblin's coming!

Right here!

Rockefeller Center ain't got nothin' on this!

Santa! Santa, you OK? I can't believe I'm talking to Santa Claus!

Santa?

Shake it off, Private! That North Poler might look like a tall drink of water,

Skipper, get us to the nearest post office.

Skipper, look!

Skipper, progress report.

So it's Madagascar or... home?

So, what do you say? Can you give us a ride?

Son of the gun, we're only allowed to take orders from Santa.

Son of the gun.

Sorry. We thought you were the Marauding Red Night Goblin.

Sparkly stuff to get us back to Madagascar.

Stay on target!

Stop!

Thank you, on behalf of His Majesty and merry Julianuary.

Thank you, on behalf of His Majesty and merry Julianuary.

Thank you.

That's an outright Christmas lie with all the trimmings.

That's exactly what they want you to believe.

That's it! I surrender!

That's it! Let's go!

That's the greatest speech I've ever...!

That's the sweetest thing any penguin has ever said to me.

That's why Santa's Santa. The big man's got some talent.

The Marauding Red... What nin?

The only thing magical about those North Polers,

The Red Goblin!

The Red Night Goblin's attacking again!

The South Polers stole sleigh for joyride!

The whole world! Unless...

Then it pelts us with hundreds of black rocks!

Then the air fills with the goblin's horrible, mocking laughter.

Then, on the way home, he drops us off in New York!

There she is, fellas!

They are just adorable! Alex, go talk to them. Go, go, go, go, go!

This again? Santa chose North Pole, fair and square.

This could work out great for everybody.

This is amazing! You're hairier than I thought.

This is stupid, Marty. Can't we just use the front door?

This is the best Christmas ever.

This is the life.

This is the worst Julianuary ever.

This'll get me back on the naughty list. Coconut ball fight!

Tighten your harnesses and think happy thoughts.

To me! Now, bring me the presents!

Very funny.

Viva Las Vegas!

Wait, they're... they're for us.

Wait, where's Private?

Way to drop the ball, you hippie freak.

We can't leave him back there dancing around with that bump on his head.

We did it.

We head to the nearest post office and we just dump the gifts.

We just lost one of our engines!

We like to...

We must share with the world what I have discovered!

We want to be... bipolar.

We were snatched from our beloved Central Park Zoo,

We're going home for Christmas!

We're gonna die!

We're Santa's hairy helpers.

Well, looks like our coffee break.

Well, looks like Santa's back in business.

Well, we may not have gotten home for Christmas,

What do you mean, "Who's Santa"? If you're not Santa, who are you?

What kind of landing was that?

What? You can't take me off the naughty list.

What's going on over there?

What's so special about Julianuary if everyone gets to have something?

What's the naughty list?

When we were all giving presents to each other,

When we're done!

Where am I? The children. The presents!

Where's my presents?

Who's Alex?

Who's laughing now, Red Night Goblin?

Why don't you ask your South Pole comrades to help?

Yeah, Christmas isn't ruined. We delivered everything.

Yeah, well, send him a postcard 'cause the wind's right on schedule.

You can stop now, Mort. I know it's you back there.

You guys up for a little road trip? What do you say?

You made this mess. Now, we gotta clean it up.

You remembered! Next one, please. Move it along.

You see, fat man, Julianuary is about the joy of giving.

You see, Santa used to be based in the South Pole.

You!

You're going down, Red Night Marauding Goblin Guy!

You're the most beautiful deer I've ever seen.

Alex, do something! All right, all right! All right.

But I'm claustrophobic. Yeah?

Candy canes? Presents?

Cannibals! Cannibals! Where?!

Could you make one for me? Merry Julianuary.

Farewell, Private. We'll always have Madagascar!

Get out of here. Alex! And me!

He got his memory back. Terrible crisis, Santa!

He's real! What's happening?!

Here, Julien. Hide the women and precious metal!

Hey, this is fun! Stop it, Julien! That's Santa Claus!

How did you do that? Beats me.

I am talking to you! That tickles.

I bet she'd like it. No, she's not my girlfriend.

I did. Then what happened?

I know. Wait. Who's Santa?

I like to... Very nice.

I shot down Santa. You on the naughty list for sure, now.

I want one. Me too.

I'm in! OK.

Is it safe? Is what safe?

Is there bad news? Only enough to get to Madagascar.

It's not snow! It's not snow! See, Marty? It's not what you get.

It's still beautiful! And it's still gonna be here,

It's what you give. Give it a rest!

It's working! We did it!

Julianuary? It's a festive holiday,

Julien! It's just the freaks.

King Julien? Hello.

Let's not freak out. Oh, yeah?

Melman, I'm right here! I'm burning!

Merry Christmas. Cupid!

Merry Julianuary. Merry Julianuary!

Merry Julianuary. Oh, no, no, no!

Mort, stop drumming already! Sorry.

My friends and I... Thank you all for everything!

named after His Majesty. It starts with a red glow.

New York! It's still here!

No wonder he throws coal at you. Santa who?

Now, Christmas is ruined! What?!

Oh, reserve tank. Hey, Santa, wait!

or the world goes without Christmas. That's right!

Really? Marty.

Ropes! Check!

Sandbags! Check!

Santa, buddy. You gotta stop dancing. Santa!

Santa, wait! If that sleigh leaves,

Santa! Wait!

Santa's head wound? No, not his head wound.

Snacks! Check!

So you really delivered all the gifts? It's the least we could do.

That's a plan. I need stamps, anyway.

These rocks taste like coal. Hang on a minute.

This way, Santa. But there's no sparkly stuff left.

Unless? Team huddle.

We gotta go back and help him. The good news is there's enough,

We meet again, South Polers. North Polers.

We'll fly it. Skipper, you're a penguin.

Well, at least he showed up. I don't get it.

What are we gonna do now? It's not gonna be Christmas Eve,

What? Melman.

What...? No, wait! Hang on!

What'd you get, Alex? Snow falling down,

Yo, Skipper! Sparkle time! All right, boys.

You like to... All together.

You're not burning! Help!