Madagascar/Transcript

The following is a transcript for the 2005 DreamWorks Animation animated film Madagascar.
== Transcript ==
[Columbia Symphony Orchestra: Born Free plays in the distance. We see Marty, a zebra, swing on a vine, fly past some flying penguins, jump over a canyon and run toward the sunset of a watering hole. Alex a lion sees the unsuspecting Marty and rushes in front of him.]
Alex: Surprise!
Marty: (Screams, Falls, springs into a double somersault and hits his head against the wall. We find out he and Alex are nothing more than animals in the Central Park Zoo in Manhattan) Alex! Do not interrupt me when I'm daydreaming! When a zebra's in the zone, leave him alone.
Alex: Come on, Marty. Just wanted to wish you a happy birthday.
Marty: Hey, man, thanks.
(Alex expresses pain on the right side of his jaw)
Alex: Oh! Ah! Ooh! Hey, um, I got s—I got something stuck in my teeth. It's driving me crazy. Can you help me? Please?
Marty: Ah! You came to the right place, my friend. Dr. Marty, D.D.S., is in the house. Please hop on top of my sterilized examination table, if you may. (Alex hops onto a brick wall separating Marty's pen from another's and opens his mouth) I don't see anything.
Alex: It's on the left.
Marty: Ow!
Alex: Oh, sorry.
Marty: OK, just don't talk with your mouth full. Aha! Right in here. (Marty pulls out of his mouth a small miniature snowglobe) What the heck is this doing in there?
Alex: Happy birthday!
Marty: Aw, hey, thanks, man. You put it in behind the tooth. You all right.
Alex: These aren't even on the shelf yet. Here. Check it out. Check it out. (shakes the globe to reveal a sculpture of him in the center of the snowglobe) Look at that. Ooh! Look at that. Ooh!
Marty: Look at that. It's snowing.
Alex: Ten years old, huh? A decade. Double digits. The big 1-0. (a frown stretches on Marty's face) You don't like it?
Marty: No, no, it's great.
Alex: You hate it. Ugh! I should've gotten you the Alex alarm clock. That's the one. That’s the big seller.
Marty: No, no, no. The present's great, really. It's just that another year's come and gone and I'm still doing the same old thing. "Stand over here. Trot over there. Eat some grass. Walk back over here."
Alex: I see your problem.
Marty: Maybe I should go to law school.
Alex: You just need to break out of that boring routine.
Marty: How?
Alex: Throw out the old act. Get out there. Who knows what you're gonna do. Make it up as you go along. Ad lib. Improvise. On the fly. Boom, boom, boom.
Marty: Really?
Alex: You know, make it fresh.
Marty: Fresh, huh? OK. I could do fresh.
Alex: Works for me.
[Earth, Wind and Fire: Boogie Wonderland plays as the bells at the front of the zoo ring at the zoo's opening hour. People are coming! Alex bursts with excitement.]
Alex: Here come the people, Marty! Oh, I love the people! It's fun people fun time! Whoo!
(Alex hops into Gloria the Hippo's habitat and tap dances on her butt)
Alex: Let's go, Gloria! Up and at 'em! We're open!
Gloria: What day is it?
Alex: It's Friday! Field trip day! Dadadadada! Boom! Let’s go! Come on!
Gloria: Yes, it's field trip day. Let's get up and go... ...in ten more minutes.
(ricochetting off a lamppost, Alex arrives at the Melman's pen. Melman is a timid giraffe with constant health problems, or so he thinks)
Alex: Come on! Melman, Melman, Melman! Melman, Melman, Melman! Wake up! Rise and shine! It's another fabulous morning in the Big Apple. Let's go!
Melman: Pfft! Not for me. I'm calling in sick.
Alex: What?
Melman: I found a brow-- another brown spot on my shoulder. Right here. See? Right t- Right there. You see?
Alex: Melman, you know it's all in your head. Hm?
[kids and adults burst through the zoo gates eager to view the animals and Alex]
Kid: Let's go! Come on!
[as rushed parents threw away their coffee cups in the trash, Mason the chimp retrieves a newspaper, a half-empty coffee cup, and a bagel and returns to his roommate Phil, a mute chimp]
Mason: Phil! Wake up, you filthy monkey. (Mason gives phil his coffee while he reads the newspaper and eats his bagel. Meanwhile, Marty prepares to give his audience something special.)
Marty: Oh, I'm going to be fresh. Straight out the ground. Tasty fresh! Freshalicious. (sips some water and spits it out) Ziploc fresh.
[an eager crowd waits outside Alex's rock as they wait for their king to emerge]
Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, the Central Park Zoo proudly presents:
Zoo Patrons: Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex!
[backstage Alex prepares himself for another day of people pleasing]
Alex: Show them the cat. Who's the cat?
Announcer: The king of New York City.
Both: Alex the Lion! Ahhhh!
Marty: It's showtime (simultaneously as Alex emerges).
[Alex emerges on his rock and lets out his signature roar.]
Alex: Roar!
[Crowds go wild! This is what he lived for! Meanwhile, folks gather around Marty's pen to see his act.]
Marty: Gather around, people. Big show about to start. Check out the zebra taking care of biz. That's right.
[sucking up some water, Marty performs impossibly impressive water tricks with his mouth. Ths amazes the kids and attracts photographers to take pictures of him. A series of pictures show Gloria swimming and Melman's MRI and medication treatments. On another side of the zoo, the four penguin brothers, Skipper, Kowalski, Rico, and Private are plotting something...]
Skipper: Just smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave... Kowalski, progress report!
[Kowalski, the brains of the group, emerges from a hole dug out previously by the penguins]
Kowalski: We're only 500 feet from the main sewer line.
Skipper: And the bad news?
Kowalski: We've broken our last shovel. (shows a broken shovel)
Skipper: Right...(turns to his weapons specialist Rico) Rico, you're on litter patrol. We need shovels. And find more Popsicle sticks. We don't want to risk another cave-in.
[Private, the youngest of the group, perks up]
Private: And me, Skipper?
Skipper: I want you to look cute and cuddly, Private. Today we're gonna blow this dump.
(Rico snatches a plastic spoon eating frozen yogurt. Marty, meanwhile, impresses his last fans by making fart noises with his arms.)
Marty: Yeah! You don't see that on Animal Planet! Ha-ha. (mesmerized kids are hauled away by disgusted and confused parents) Well, show's over, folks. Thanks for coming. I hope you thought it was fresh. I'll be here all week. In fact, I'll be here for my whole life. 365 days a year, including Christmas, Hanukkah, Halloween, Kwanzaa. Please don't forget to never spay or neuter your pets. (sips on his beverage) And tip your cabby, ‘cause he's broke.
[suddenly a pair of shovels dig up from the ground and the penguin brothers emerge]
Skipper: You, quadruped. Sprechen sie Englisch?
Marty: I sprechen.
Skipper: What continent is this?
Marty: Manhattan.
Skipper: Hoover Dam! We're still in New York. Abort. Dive! Dive! Dive!
Marty: Hey, hey. You in the tux! Wait a minute. What are you guys doing?
Private: We're digging to Antarctica. (receives a slap from Skipper)
Marty: Ant-who-tica?
Skipper: Can you keep a secret, my monochromatic friend? (Marty nods and leans down to listen) Do you ever see any penguins running free around New York City? (he shakes his head) Of course not. We don't belong here. It's just not natural. This is all some kind of whacked-out conspiracy. We're going to the wide-open spaces of Antarctica. To the wild! (the four high five each other.)
Marty: The wild? You could actually go there? That sounds great. (before he can thank them, the four have already disappeared) Hey, hold up. Where is this place? Tell me where it is. (skipper alone emerges from the hole)
Skipper: You didn't see anything... Right?
Marty: Yes, sir. I'm sorry. No, sir. (dives back into the hole and seels the hole entrance with his cup)
Announcer: For his final appearance of the day, the king of New York City. Alex the Lion!
Alex: Roar! Thank you. Thank you very much. You guys are great. You're a great crowd. Give yourselves a hand, huh. Thank you. (underpants flies in his face) Oh. Thank you. Oh! Well. Thank you. Oh, that's too kind. Too kind. (shoots the undies which land on Melman's nose)
Melman: Underpants!
Alex: Everybody get home safe. Hey! Check out my Web site. Twenty-four hour Alex Cam. Watch me sleep.
[Night hits the zoo, and the staff roams the zoo with a band of chefs and groomers to relax the exhausted animals. Marty gets his hooves polished and receives a fresh patch of green grass from the chef.]
Gloria: This is the life. (Gloria receives a wide variety of fruit for her meal.)
Melman: (Melman is still getting medical treatment) That's the spot. (a chef reveals a tray full of medications and vitamins) Oh! I'm in heaven.
[Alex seems to get the most treatment out of all the aniamls and receives mane grooming, nail trimming, and a full steak meal which he devours in a number of seconds. Later the four friends through a small party to celebrate Marty's birthday]
Gloria: Ooh, it's Marty's birthday!
Alex: Just rip it open. Come on.
Marty: What is it? What is it?
Gloria: Come on. Open it up. What you get? What you get? What you get?
Marty: Yeah! A thermometer. Thanks. I love it, Melman. I love it. (puts it in his mouth with style)
Melman: Yeah, I wanted to give you something personal. You know, that was my first rectal thermometer.
Marty: Mother-! (Marty proceeds to gag at the thought and spits out the thermometer while licking his tongue)
Melman: I'll miss that bad boy.
Alex: Okay. Get the cake. Melman, come on.
Everyone but Marty: ♪ Mmmmm… ♪
Alex: Happy
Gloria: birth-
Melman: day
Alex: to
Gloria: you.
Alex: You
Melman: live
Gloria: in
Alex: a zoo.
Gloria: You
Melman: look
Alex: like a
Melman: mon-
Alex: key.
Melman: Aaaaand
Alex: you smell
Gloria: like
 
Melman: one
Everyone: too!
Mason: I say!
Marty: Aw, well, now, you guys are just embarrassing me. And yourselves.
Alex: What are you talking about? We worked on that all week.
Gloria: Let's go. Let's make a wish, babycakes.
Alex: Come on. What'd you wish for?
Marty: Nope. Can't tell you that.
Alex: Come on. Tell.
Marty: No siree. I'm telling you, it's bad luck. You want some bad luck, I'll blab it out. But if you want to be safe, I'll keep my mouth shut.
Gloria: Oh, for crying out loud, Marty. Would you just tell us? I mean really. What could happen?
Marty: OK. I wished I could go to the wild!
Alex: The wild?! Whoa! (Alex falls over)
(Melman eats the party thing and chokes)
(Gloria gasps)
Marty: I told you it was bad luck.
Alex: The wild? Are you nuts? That is the worst idea I've ever heard.
Melman: It's unsanitary.
Marty: The penguins are going. So why can't I?
Alex: The penguins are psychotic.
Marty: Come on. Just imagine going back to nature. Back to your roots. Clean air, wide-open spaces!
Gloria: Well, I hear they have wide-open spaces in Connecticut.
Marty: Connecticut?
Melman: Yeah. What you got to do is you got to go over to Grand Central. Then you got to take the Metro-North train... north?
Marty: So one could take the train? Just hypothetically.
Alex: Marty, come on. What would Connecticut have to offer us?
Melman: Lyme disease.
Alex: Thank you, Melman.
Marty: No, no, really, really, I just want...
Alex: There's certainly none of this in the wild.
Alex: This is a highly refined type of food thing that you do not find in the wild.
Marty: You ever thought there might be more to life than steak, Alex?
Alex: He didn't mean that, baby. No, no, no.
Marty: Doesn't it bother you guys that you don't know anything about life outside this zoo?
Melman: Nuh-uh. Nope.
Gloria: Mm-mm.
Alex: Well, I mean, come on. That's just one subject. You got a little, uh, you got a little schmutz right there on your...
Marty: Thanks, guys. Thanks for the party. It was great. Really.
Melman: What's eating him?
Gloria: Maybe you should talk to him, Alex. You know, go over and give him a little pep talk.
Alex: Hey, I already gave him a snow globe. I can't top that.
Gloria: Alex…
Melman: I can see where this is going. It is getting late. I guess I'm gonna...
Gloria: Come on. He's your best friend.
Alex: All right, all right. OK.
Gloria: Night, Marty.
Marty: Night, Glo.
Alex: Aah… What a day. I mean, just really, really I mean I tell you, it just doesn't get any better than this, you know? Ooh! It just did. Even the star's out. Not going to find a star like that in the wild.
Marty: Helicopter.
Alex: Marty. Buddy. Listen. Everybody has days when they think the grass might be greener somewhere else.
Marty: Alex. Look at me. I'm ten years old. My life is half over. And I don't even know if I'm black with white stripes... ...or white with black stripes.
Alex: Marty. I'm thinking of a song.
Marty: Alex. Please. Not now.
Alex: Oh, yes. It's a wonderful song. I think you're familiar with it. ♪ Da da da da da! Da da da da da! Da da da da da! Da! ♪
Marty: Oh, no. Oh, no, you don't. No, no, no. I'm not listening! Lalalalalalalalalalala!
Alex: ♪ Start spreadin' the news ♪
Marty: I don't know you.
Alex: ♪ I'm leaving today We are a great big part of it ♪
Marty: He's funny. Who is that?
Alex: Come on. You know you know the words. Two little words.
Marty: New York.
Both: ♪ New York ♪
Animal #1: Shut up, shut up, shut up! Hey, I'm sleeping here! We're not all nocturnal, you know!
Marty: Hey, I'll knock your "turnal" right off, pal.
Animal #2: Yeah, you and what army, stripes?
Alex: You mess with him, you mess with me, Howard.
Marty: Ah ha ha ha.
Animal #3: You're a bigmouth lion.
Alex: See? Mr. Grumpy Stripes. We make a great team, the two of us.
Marty: We sure do. No doubt about it.
Alex: So, what are you going to do? Just go running off to the wild by yourself?
Marty: No.
Alex: Good.
Marty: You and me. Let's go.
Alex: What?
Marty: The wild. Come on. You and me together. It's a straight shot down Fifth Avenue to Grand Central. We'll grab a train, we'll head north. We can be back by morning. No one will ever know.
Alex: You're joking. Right?
Marty: Yeah. I'm joking. Of course I'm joking. Give me a break. Like we're going to get a train.
Alex: Oh. Don't do that. You really had me worried there.
Marty: Oh, well. I guess I'll hit the sack.
Alex: Yeah, me too. I'll need to rest my voice for tomorrow. It's Seniors' Day, you know. Have to roar extra loud. Give them a little jolt. You know what I’m talking about?
Marty: Good night, Ally Al.
Alex: Ah. Oh. They forgot to turn off the ambiance again.
Marty: Don't worry. It's cool. You know, I got it.
Alex: Ah. Much better. Come on, now, baby. My little filet. My little filet mignon with a little fat around the edges. I like that. I like a little fat on my steak. My sweet, juicy steak. You are a rare delicacy.
Melman: Alex. Alex. Alex. Alex. Alex!
Alex: What? What?
Melman: You suck your thumb?
Alex: What is it, Melman?
Melman: Okay, okay. Hoah. You know how I have that bladder infection and I have to get up every two hours? Well, I got up to pee, um, and looked over at Marty's pen, which you know I usually don't do. I don't know why, but I did. And this time I looked over and...
Alex: What, Melman? What's going on?
Melman: It's Marty. He's gone.
Alex: Gone?! Ah! What do you mean, "gone"?
Melman: How long has he been working on this? Marty! Marty!
Gloria: He wouldn't fit down there.
Alex: (tries to look for Marty, noticing that he isn't there) Marty? Marty? Marty! Marty!
Gloria: This doesn't make any sense. Where would he go?
Alex: Connecticut!
Gloria: He wouldn't.
Melman: Oh, no! What are we going to do? We gotta-- we gotta-- I mean, we gotta-- we gotta-- we gotta call somebody!
Alex: Hello? Get me some Missing Animals. And hurry. We've got a lost zebra probably on the way to Connecticut by now, and we're gonna need...
Dispatcher: Hello? Hello?
Alex: Wait a second. We can't call the people.
Dispatcher: What the?
Alex: They'll be really mad. It'll get Marty transferred for good. You don't bite the hand that feeds you.
Gloria: Mm-hmm. I know that's right.
Alex: We got to go after him.
Melman: Go after him?
Alex: He's not thinking straight. We gotta stop him from making the biggest mistake of his life. He's probably out there lost and cold, confused. Poor little guy.
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