Scene 1: Opening

(DreamWorks Animation SKG with 2005 animated logo)

(In the beginning, the island of Madagascar appears in a daydream. A zebra yells like Tarzan
and jumps out the vine after swinging it. The choir penguins in their black bowties singing Born
Free by John Barry and they fly. He runs and jumps to the water in slow motion. A lion appears,
sneaking towards the zebra as almost in the middle of a dream, he jumps up snapping him out of
his dream.)
Alex: Surprise!
Marty: (screaming, falls from treadmill and crashes into a fence) 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: (Chuckles) Hey, man. Thanks!

(Alex expresses pain on the right side of his jaw)

Alex: Oh, ah! Oh! Hey, um... I got s—I got something stuck in my teeth. It's driving me crazy!
Can you help me out here? Please?
Marty: Ah! You came to the right place, my friend. Doctor Marty, D.D.S., is in the house! Please
hop on top of my sterilized examination table, if you may.

(Alex opens the mouth, but Marty can't see anything, because it's dark)

Marty: I don't see anything.

Alex: (Muffled) It's on the left.
Marty: Ow!
Alex: (Muffled) Oh, sorry.
Marty: Okay, just don't talk with your mouth full. (Alex nods) Aha! Right here. (takes out a snow
globe and holds it) What the heck is this doing in there?
Alex: Happy birthday!
Marty: Aww, 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! 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! 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. (imitating) "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's Boogie Wonderland plays as the statue monkeys ring the bell at the front
of the zoo ring at the zoo's opening hour at 9:00 AM. The People are coming! Alex bursts with
excitement about them!]
Alex: Here come the people, Marty! Oh, I love the people! It's fun people fun time! Whoo!
(Alex hops into a hippo's habitat and tap dances on her butt)
Alex: Let's go, Gloria! Up and at 'em! We're open!
Gloria: (yawning) 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... (falls asleep again) in 10 more minutes.
(ricocheting off a lamppost, Alex arrives at the roof of a pen. A timid giraffe with constant health
problems, or so he thinks)
Alex: Come on! (sings in Conga style) Melman, Melman, Melman! Melman, Melman, Melman!
Wake up! Rise and shine! It's another fabulous morning in the Big Apple. Let's go!
Melman: (scoffs) 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 th- Right
there. You see?
Alex: Melman, you know it's all in your head. Hmm?
[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 yawns, retrieves
a newspaper, a half-empty coffee cup, and a bagel and returns to his roommate Phil, a mute
chimp who doesn't speak.]
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 for his birthday.)
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 awaits outside Alex's rock as they wait for their king to emerge]

Announcer: (on intercom) Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, the Central Park Zoo
proudly presents:
Kids: (chanting) Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex!

[backstage Alex prepares himself for another day of people pleasing]

Alex: Oh! Show them the cat! Who's the cat? Whoo!
Announcer: The king of New York City.
Both: Alex the Lion!
Alex: (roars) Ahhhh!
Marty: It's showtime! (simultaneously as Alex emerges and turns on the fan blowing his mane)

[Alex emerges on his rock and lets out his signature roar.]

Alex: Roar!!!

[Crowds go wild! This is what he lived for! The cameraman takes pictures of him. 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 then
sprays at 3 adults. This amazes the kids and attracts photographers to take pictures of him. A
series of pictures show Gloria swimming tricks and Melman's MRI and medication treatments.
On another side of the zoo, the four penguin brothers who are also agents, Skipper, Kowalski,
Rico, and Private are plotting something of their mission...]
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 spoon)
Skipper: Right. (turns to his weapon 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. (Rico jumps in the
pool)

[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 from a boy eating his frozen yogurt. Marty, meanwhile at sunset,
impresses his last fans by making fart noises with his arm pits.)

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 cabbie, because he's broke.

[suddenly a pair of shovels dig up from the ground and the penguin brothers emerge]

Skipper: You, quadruped. (In German) 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 to silence him)
Marty: Ant-who-tica?
Skipper: Can you keep a secret, my monochromatic friend? (Marty nods and leans down to
listen a little secret without the others noticing) Do you ever see any penguins running free
around New York City? (he shakes his head for no) 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 as Skipper slaps Private again.)
Marty: The wild? You could actually go there? That sounds great. (before he can thank them, the
four have already gone down the hole) Hey, hold up! Where is this place?! (Muffled) Tell me
where it is! (Skipper alone emerges from the hole pushing his face)
Skipper: You didn't see anything... Right?
Marty: Yes, sir! Oh! Uh, I'm sorry. No, sir. (Skipper dives back into the hole and seals the hole
entrance with Marty's cup)
Announcer: For his final appearance of the day, the king of New York City. Alex the Lion!
Alex: Roar!!!

[And the bells are ringing, because it's time to go home and close the Zoo.]

Alex: 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. (sling shoots the I Heart NY undies which land on
Melman's nose)
Melman: Aah! Underpants!!
Alex: (humans leave the zoo) Everybody get home safe. Hey! Check out my Website. Twenty-
four hour Alex Cam. Watch me sleep.

Scene 2: Marty's 10th birthday begins

[Dusk hits the zoo, and the staff roams the zoo with a band of chefs and groomers to relax the
exhausted animals of their hard work. Marty gets his hooves polished like shoes and receives a
fresh patch of green grass from the chef as a birthday meal.]

Gloria: This is the life. (Gloria receives a wide variety of fruit for her meal while drying in a big
towel and polish nails for a massage.)
Melman: (Melman is still getting medical treatment) That's the spot. (a chef reveals a tray full of
medications and vitamins to make him feel better) Oh! I'm in heaven.

[Alex seems to get the most treatment out of all the animals and receives mane grooming, nail
trimming, and a full pack of steak meal; which he devours in a number of seconds, leaving a
bone. And later that night, the four friends gather through a small party to celebrate Marty's 10th
birthday]

Gloria: Ooh, happy 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: ♪ Hmmmm… ♪
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: (holds long note) Aaaaand
Alex: you smell
Gloria: like
Melman: one
Everyone: too!
Mason: (spits out his coffee) I say!
Phil: (Smells his armpits and faints)
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.

(Marty blows out the candle shaped like a 10 then takes a big bite)

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! (falls over)

(Melman swallows the party tooter and chokes)

(Gloria drops her jaw and Alex thuds)

Marty: I told you it was bad luck.

(Then Gloria tries to get the tooter out of Merman's throat)

Alex: The wild? Are you nuts? That is the worst idea I've ever heard.
Melman: (coughs) 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. Plus, 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.
Gloria: Mmm-mm.
Melman: Nope.
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... (eats his steak)
Marty: (Sighs and uses a napkin to clean his mouth) Thanks, guys. Thanks for the party. It was
great. Really. (Alex spits a bone and drops it as Marty uses the treadmill)
Melman: What's eating him?
Gloria: (whispered) Maybe you should talk to him, Alex. You know, go over there and give him a
little pep talk.
Alex: Hey, I already gave him a snow globe. I can't top that.
Gloria: (Sighs) Alex…
Melman: I can see where this is going. (Yawns) It is getting late. I guess I'm gonna... (snores)
Gloria: (whispered) Come on. He's your best friend.
Alex: All right, all right. OK.
Gloria: Night, Marty.
Marty: Night, Glo.

(Gloria backflips into her pool. Alex takes out an umbrella to avoid the chlorine)

Alex: Ahhh… 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. (it flies away)
Alex: Marty. Buddy. Listen. Everybody has days when they think the grass might be greener
somewhere else.
Marty: Alex. Look at me. I'm 10 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: (Laughs) He's funny. Who is that?
Alex: Come on. You know you know the words. Two little words.
Marty: New York.
Both: ♪ New York! ♪
Bird: 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.
Snake: Yeah, you and what army, stripes?
Alex: You mess with him, you mess with me, Howard!
Marty: Ah ha ha ha!
Unknown Animal: 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: (Chuckles) You're joking. Right?
Marty: (Chuckles) Yeah. I'm joking. Of course I'm joking. Give me a break. Like we're going to
get a train.
Alex: (Chuckles) Oh. (Sighs) Don't do that. You really had me worried there.
Marty: (Yawning) 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: (Sighs and claps twice to turn on the red light and hears a bird) Oh. They forgot to turn off
the ambiance again!
Marty: Don't worry. It's cool. You know, I got it. (kicks the speaker, shooing the bird away as it
now turns to the sounds of the Police)
Alex: Ah. Much better. (2 hours later) 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 poked his head in Alex's pen.]

Melman: Alex. Alex. Alex. Alex. Alex!

Alex: What? What?
Melman: You suck your thumb?
Alex: (sighs) What is it, Melman?
Melman: Okay, okay. (Sighs) 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?! (Hits in his head) Agh! What do you mean, "gone"?!
Melman: (Looks at the hole that the penguins were in) How long has he been working on this??
Marty! Marty!!
Gloria: He wouldn't fit down there.
Alex: (tries to look for Marty in the haystacks, noticing that he isn't there) Marty? Marty?! Marty!
Marty!!
Gloria: This doesn't make any sense. Where would he go?
Alex: (in terror) 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: (Gasps as he calls 911 on the phone) Hello?! Get me Missing Animals!! And hurry! We've
got a lost zebra probably on the way to Connecticut by now, and we're gonna need...!!
Police: (only hears Alex roaring) Hello? Hello?
Alex: Wait a second. We can't call the people.
Police: What the...?!
Alex: (takes the phone and throws it out) 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. (sadly sighs) Poor little guy.

[The Bee Gees's Stayin’ Alive is playing while Marty walks through New York]

(Alex tries to land while he grabs Melman, but he falls down)

Gloria: (bursts through the zoo wall) Melman, come on!

Melman: You know, maybe one of us should wait here in case he comes back.
Gloria: Oh, no. Not now. This is an intervention, Melman. We all got to go for Marty.
Alex: What's the fastest way to Grand Central?!
Melman: Ooh! You should take Lexington.
Gloria: Melman!!
Melman: OK. "We." We should take Lexington.
Alex: What about Park?
Melman: No, Park goes 2 ways. You can't time the lights.
Mason: I heard Tom Wolfe is speaking at Lincoln Center.
Phil: (in sign language) Are we gonna throw poo at him?
Mason: Well, of course we're going to throw poo at him.
(Marty does ice skating then falls. Alex, Gloria, and Melman were at the Subway train station)

Alex: I knew we should've taken Park. Are you sure this is the fastest way to Grand Central
Station?
Gloria: I don't know! That's what my buddy said.
Melman: Hey. Hey, you, guys. That room has some nifty little sinks you can wash up in and look!
(sticks out tongue with a blue peppermint) Free mints!
Alex: This isn't a field trip, Melman! This is an urgent mission to save Marty from throwing his life
away! Now, where's the train?
Melman: Ah, Here it comes. (He hears the train and looks to the other side, screaming as the
train hits his head as the warning horn blares)
Gloria: What did Marty say to you? I asked you to talk to him.
Alex: I did! I did! I don't understand! He said, "Let's go." And I said, "What are you, crazy?" And
he says, "I'm ten years old." And he is black with white stripes, and so then we sang and...
(people screaming and running away thinking they're getting attacked)
Police Horse: What you got to do is go straight back down West 42nd.
Marty: Uh-huh.
Police Horse: It's on your left after Vanderbilt.
Marty: Okay.
Police Horse: If you hit the Chrysler Building, you've gone too far.
Marty: Uh-huh. Thanks a lot, officer.
Police Horse: Hey! Wait for the light! Freak.
Police radio: Did you say "zebra"?
Police Officer: Yeah, yeah, that's right. A zebra. Right in front of me. Can I shoot it?
Police radio: Negative.
Police Officer: Then I'm going to need some backup.

(At the subway, Alex and his gang are on inside it as Alex sees a frightened man reading his
newspaper about basketball game.)

Alex: (reads a frightened man's sports paper then roars) Aww! Knicks lost again.
Melman: What are you going to do?
Conductor: Grand Central Station.
Alex: Did that just say "Grand Central Station" or "my aunt's constipation"?
Gloria: This is it.
Marty: Grand Central Station. It's grand and it's central.
Melman: Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! (squeezes his head out of the train
doors, hits the ceiling sign and destroys a man's drum set)
Alex: (more people screaming and running away) Move aside. We have an emergency here.
This is an emergency situation. No need. Hey, hey. Just chill out. It's not that big of an
emergency. Hey! Hey! Would you-? Hey! Aah! Ooh!
Nana: (Hitting Alex with her handbag, kicks his crotch, and sprays in his eyes) Upstairs,
downstairs! How do you like that?! Yah!
Alex: Ooh! Lady, what is wrong with you?! (gets hit by her bag twice) Ow! Get a grip on
yourselves, people!
Nana: (notices that lion can talk) You're a bad kitty!
Announcer: The next train to Connecticut has been…
Marty: (angrily) Dagnabbit! I missed the express! (then calms himself down for another
plan) Looks like I’m gonna have to take the Stamford local. Aah!

(Suddenly, Alex tackles Marty in victorious)

Alex: I got him! I've got him!

Gloria: He's got him!
Melman: He's got him! He's got him! He's got...
Nana: I got something for you! (hits Melman with her bag)
Melman: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! (crashes into a clock that reads 12:21 AM) I'm OK. I'm OK.
I'm OK.
Marty: Whoa! What are you guys doing here?
Alex: Oh! I am so glad we found you.
Gloria: We were so... worried about you.
Marty: Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm fine. Look at me. I'm fine.
Alex: You're fine? Oh, he's fine. Oh, great. Hey, you hear that? Marty's fine. Ah. That's good to
know. 'Cause I was just wondering, uh... (now becomes desperate, disappointed and frustrated
about the escape) HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US, BUDDY?!?! I thought we were your
friends!!!
Marty: WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL!!! I WAS COMING BACK IN THE MORNING!!!
Alex: Don't you ever do this again!! Do you hear me?!
Gloria: Do you hear him?!
Melman: (with the clock on his head) Guys? We're running out of time.
Gloria: Oh, Melman, you broke their clock?!
Alex: Do you even realize what you've put us through?! Don't you ever do this again! Don't you
ever, ever do this again!!

[Grand Central Station goes dark as the Police and Firemen are called]

Gloria: Don't--Come here! (grunting and panting as she tries to remove the broken clock off
Melman's head until the police came to stop them while Skipper and his agents are reading a
newspaper)
Skipper: We've been ratted out, boys. (they raise their arms)
Police: Hold your fire! (points guns at the animals as firefighters use their hoses and Nana also
came with a drummer)
Skipper: Cute and cuddly, boys. Cute and cuddly.
Mason: (gets caught by the police with Phil) If you have any poo, fling it now.
Marty: (Whispering) It's the Man. (Loudly) Good evening, officers!
Alex: No. No. Nope. You don't talk now. OK? You're not so good with the "putting the words
together and they’re coming out good" thing. You keep it "shh"! (turns to the people) Hey! How
you doing? Yeah. You know what? Everything's cool. We just, uh, had a little situation here. (The
Police push an Animal Control, but he's frightened of Alex, so the Police use their shields to
block the sacredly man's path that he's not going anywhere) Little internal situation. Actually, my
friend just went a little crazy. It happens to everybody. The city gets to us all. Just went a little
cuckoo in the head.
Marty: Hey! Don't be calling me cuckoo in the head.
Alex: Just shush! I will handle this. Ooh!
Nana: (kicks Alex in between the legs) Oh, I got him!
Police: Go, go, go! (pulls Nana away) Right here, please.
Alex: Oh! Would you give a guy a break? Ah! We’re just gonna take my little friend here home
and... uh, forget this ever happened. All right? No harm, no foul, right? (policemen and animal
control feel shocked) Oh, no, no, no. Hey, it's cool. It's me, Alex the lion. From the zoo. Rrrr!
(roars, scaring the people and the Animal Control) Rrrr! What's the matter with them? (gets shot
in the butt by a purple tranquilizer dart) Ow! Ow… (Starts to faint) Wow! Whoo! I feel really, really
weird. Hey! Aw. I love you guys. (in slow motion) I love you so much...
[Sammy Davis Jr.: The Candy Man plays in Alex's dream]
News Reporter: Last night's dramatic incident in Grand Central is an example of what animal
rights wackos have been shouting for years: The animals clearly don't belong in captivity. Now
they are to be sent back to their natural habitat, where they will live their lives in the freedom they
so clearly desire.
Alex: (sticks out his hand weakly) Hey. Little help?
Guard: (audience runs away) He's awake! He's awake, aah! (shoots more tranquilizer darts with
different colors, the blue one lands in the middle of his palm revealing it to the viewers)
Reporter: DO SOMETHING!!!!
Alex: Oh, man...
[Alex's The Candy Man dream plays again, but speeded up]
Alex: (his eyes glow in the dark) Ugh… Oh, my head. (Bumps his head) Oh! Ah! What the...?
Wait. Where...? What...? I'm in a box! Oh, no. No, no! Not the box. Oh, no, they can't transfer me.
Not me! (Whimpering) Oh, I can't breathe. I can't breathe. Darkness creeping in. I can't breathe. I
can't breathe. Walls closing in around me. So alone. So alone.
Marty: (his eyes open) Alex! Alex, are you there?
Alex: Marty?
Marty: Yeah! Talk to me, buddy.
Alex: Oh, Marty! You're here!
Marty: What's going on? Are you OK?
Alex: This doesn't look good, Marty.
Gloria: (her eyes open) Alex? Marty, is that you?
Marty: Gloria!
Alex: You're here too!
Marty: I am loving the sound of your voice!
Gloria: What is going on?
Alex: We're all in crates.
Gloria: Oh, no! Wha...?
Melman: (opens his eyes) Oh… Sleeping just knocks me out.
Gloria: Melman!
Alex: Melman!
Marty: Is that Melman?
Gloria: Are you OK?
Melman: Yeah. No, I'm fine. (Yawning) I often doze off while I'm getting an MRI.
Alex: Melman, you're not getting an MRI.
Melman: CAT scan?
Alex: No! No CAT scan. It's a transfer. It's a zoo transfer!
Melman: Zoo transfer?! Oh, no. No, no, I can't be transferred. I have an appointment with Dr.
Goldberg at 5:00.
Gloria: Melman. Melman! Calm down, Melman. Relax.
Marty: Melman. Calm down, Melman.
Melman: There are prescriptions that have to be filled. No other zoo could afford my medicine
care! And I am not going HMO!
Marty: Take it easy, Melman. It's gonna be OK. We are going to be okizay.
Alex: No, Marty. We're not going to be okizay. Now because of you, we're ruined!
Marty: Because of me? I fail to see how this is my fault.
Gloria: You're kidding, right, Marty?
Alex: You! You ticked off the people. You bit the hand, Marty. You bit the hand. (mimicking) "I
don't know who I am. I don't know who I am. I got to go find myself in the wild!" Oh, please.
Marty: Hey, hey. I did not ask you to come after me, did I?
Melman: He does have a point.
Alex: What?!
Melman: I did say we should stay at the zoo, but you guys--
Alex: (cuts him off, as the view changes to outside of the boxes) Melman, just shut it! You’re the
one who suggested this whole idea to him in the first place.
Gloria: Alex, leave Melman out of this, please.
Melman: Thank you, Gloria. Besides, Alex, it's not my fault that we were transferred!
Gloria: Melman, shut it. Does anybody feel nauseous?
Melman: I feel nauseous.
Alex: Melman, you always feel nauseous.
(Horn blares from the freighter as Kowalski tries to read the yellow paper from a box)
Skipper: Progress report.
Kowalski: It's an older code, Skipper. I can't make it out.
Skipper: Hmm... You, higher mammal.
Mason: Hmm?
Skipper: Can you read?
Mason: No. Phil can read, though. Phil! (Phil gets up from a pile of cans as Kowalski taps to the
yellow paper quickly as Phil is making a sign language of what does it mean) Hmm... Ship to
Kenya Wildlife Preserve, Africa!
Skipper: Africa? That ain't going to fly. Rico!
[Rico pulled out a paper clip, makes a shape that looks like a key and unlocks the crate. The
penguins started to attack the guards and infiltrate the captain's deck and knocked him out. They
are now in control of the ship as the new crew. Cut to Alex and Marty still arguing inside their
crates]
Gloria: Guys!
Alex: I was the star in the greatest city on Earth!
Gloria: Guys, listen.
Alex: A king! Loved by my people!
Gloria: Okay look! Let's just be civil.
Alex: And you've ruined everything!
Gloria: Guys, guys! Quit it up there!
Marty: "Loved"? If the people loved you, it's only because they didn't know the real you!
Gloria: Don’t make me come up there. I'd get the whooping on both of y'all!
Alex: I thought I knew the real you! Oh wait, Marty? Your black-and-white stripes? They cancel
each other out. OW! You're nothing!!!
Gloria: Let's – let's just talk about it like adults. You’re so scary!
Melman: Stop it, stop it, stop it!
Gloria: Hey! Listen. You're not helping the situation!
Skipper: Status!
Private: [nervously] It's no good, Skipper. I don't know the codes.
Skipper: [angrily] Don't give me excuses! Give me results!! Navigation. (Kowalski tries to
investigate, but there's nothing) All right. Let me think. And shut him up!! (Rico slaps the Captain)
Private: (Completes the Override code) I did it!
Skipper: (Alarm blaring) Let's get this tin can turned around!
[As Kowalski turns the wheel, the boat begins to tilt slowly. The crates started to skid across the
deck and towards the rail. Alex peeps out and notices Gloria's box sliding towards his]
Gloria: Oh!

[Gloria crashes into Alex, and the rail breaks, causing the four boxes to fall into the sea, with the
animals screaming in terror. The currents start to wash them apart.]

Alex: Guys? Oh, no. Gloria! Melman! Marty!

Marty: Alex!
Alex: Marty?!
Marty: Alex!
Alex: Marty! No, wait. Come back, Marty! Don't go. (Night falls, Alex is asleep and a wave bumps
His Crate as he falls into the mysterious Island that has a jungle and Alex feels scared and lonely
and tries to call his friends) Marty? Melman? Gloria? Marty?! Melman?! Gloria?! Marty! Ah! Ooh!
Ooh! Melman! Gloria! Ooh! Ooh! Ah! Ah! Hey, anyone! Hello!
(The next morning, Alex feels weary and exhausted of yelling and calling to his friends)
Alex: Marty, Melman, Gloria. Gloria, Melman, Marty. Marty, Gelman, Gloria. Marty, Melman.
Morty, Morty, Gelman. Regis. Kelly. Matt, Katie, Al.

[Suddenly, Alex hears a voice]

Melman: Hey! Whoa! Hey! Help! Whoa! Get me out of this thing. Somebody. Hello? Get me out
of this thing right now! Hello? Somebody?

[Alex goes up close and has found Melman]

Alex: Melman!
Melman: Alex? Is that you?
Alex: Melman, I got you. Hang on! Hang on. I got you. Melman!
Melman: Ow…
Alex: I got you, buddy.
Melman: Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!
Alex: Wait a sec, Melman.
Melman: Ow.
Alex: Wait right there. (Picks up the branch) Aha!
Melman: Alex, what are you doing?
Alex: Getting you out of the box. Relax.
Melman: Alex? (Gasps)
Alex: Giraffe, corner pocket! Here goes nothing!
Melman: Wait, wait, wait! No, come on! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Alex: Hold still!
Melman: Wait, Alex!
Alex: Hold still. Hold still. Hold still.
Melman: No, no, come on. Come on!
Alex: Here I come! (yelling)
Melman: Look! Look! Look! Look! It's Gloria. It's Gloria! Oh, hey, it is Gloria. Oh, my...
Alex: Gloria! (Knocking the crate door, but Gloria kicks the door and Alex
flies!) WAAAAAAUGH!!!!!!
Melman: (Screaming and crash! His long crate broke into pieces)
Alex: Gloria! Ooh!
Gloria: Alrighty, boys, fun's over.

[The crab and the two starfishes go back into the ocean]

Alex: Gloria!
Gloria: [takes off the seaweed] Alex!

(Suddenly, Alex and Gloria see Marty riding on dolphins)

Marty: Whoa! (Hawaiian Five-O playing)

Gloria: Marty?!
Alex: Marty!
Marty: Yeah! All right! That's right! Whoo! Left! Left! Left. No, no, no, no, no, your left! Your left!
Your left! Woohoo! Right here's good. You know, I don't really have anything on me right now. I'll
have to get you later. (Dolphins chattering of saying goodbye) Ah-eheheh--to you too.
Alex: Marty! Marty!
("Chariots of Fire" playing)
Marty: Alex!
Alex: (Slow motion) Marty!
Marty: (Slow motion) Alex!
Alex: Marty!
Marty: Al!
Alex: (Firmly) Marty!
Marty: (Confused) Alex??
Alex: (Angrily) MARTY!!!!!
Marty: Oh, sugar, honey, iced tea!
Alex: Martin!!
Marty: Hey! Hold up! Hold up! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Alex: I'm going to kill you! You come here! Don't run away from me!
Marty: Whoa, wait! Wait, wait! Calm down! Calm down!
Gloria: Marty!
Alex: If you keep running, I'm going to just kill you more!
Melman: Marty!
Gloria: Oh, look at us. We're all here together. Safe and sound.
Melman: Yeah, here we are. Where exactly is "here"? (Everyone is surprised as they turn while
they see many trees of Madagascar, but Melman knows it's...) San Diego.
Gloria: San Diego?
Melman: White sandy beaches, cleverly simulated natural environment, wide-open enclosures.
I'm telling you, this could be the San Diego Zoo. Complete with fake rocks. (tapping a rock) Wow,
that looks real.
Alex: San Diego? What could be worse than San Diego?
Marty: I don't know. This place is crack-a-lacking! Oh, I could hang here. I could hang here.
Alex: I’m gonna kill you, Marty!
Marty: Take it easy! Take it easy!
Alex: I’m gonna strangle you!
Marty: Calm down. Calm down.
Alex: Then bury you, then dig you up and clone you and kill your clones!!
Marty: 20-second timeout. 20-second timeout.
Alex: And then I'm never talking to you again!!
Gloria: (picks up Alex to stop him from arguing with Marty) STOP IT!! Look. We're just going to
find the people, get checked in, and have this mess straightened out.
Alex: Oh, great. This is just great. San Diego! Now I'll have to compete with Shamu and his
smug little grin. I can't top that. Can't top it. I'm ruined! I'm done! I'm out of the business! It's your
fault, Marty! You've ruined me!
Marty: Come on, Alex. Do you honestly think I intended all of this to happen? You want me to
say that I'm sorry? Is that what you want? OK, I'm...
Alex: Shh!
Marty: He just shushed me.
Gloria: Marty, you've got to be just a little bit more und--
Alex: (cuts her off) Shush!
Gloria: Don't you shush me!
Alex: Do you hear that? Don't you hear that? (the others realize he's trying to listen to the music
as they run into the jungle, while they're hearing the music that has a similar beat to Stayin Alive
by Bee Gees)
Marty: I hear it now.
Gloria: Where there's music, there's people.
Alex: We’ll go to the head honcho.
Melman: A sidewalk would be nice.
Gloria: Yeah, what a dump.
Alex: They should call it the San Di-lame-o Zoo. First they tell you, "Hey, we got this great open
plan thing. Let animals run wild." Next thing you know, it’s flowers in your hair, everybody's
hugging everybody!
Marty: This place kind of grows on you. This way, guys! Come on!
Alex: (gets hit by a branch) Ow! Ooh! (screams then cries in his hands) Aah! (his foot hits a rock)
Oh, oh! Aah! (his foot pricks a thorn) Aah! What the...? (jumps through spider webs) Oh! Aah!
Ew! Ew! (sputters as he tries to get the webs off himself then knocks down a tree on himself) Oh,
no! Aah!!

[Gloria, Melman and Marty arrive at the part, they could see shadows from the giant leaves.]

Gloria: OK, let's make a good impression on the people. Smiles, everyone. Let's get it together.
Is that the best you can do, Melman?
Melman: Oh, I'm not smiling. It's gas.
Gloria: Okay. Well, great. Let's make gas look good.

[Gloria opened up the leaves and they saw a huge small group of strange furry creatures, who
are the lemurs.]
Marty: Wow!
Gloria: It's not people. It's animals.
Melman: California animals. Dude.
Marty: This is like a Puffy party!
King Julien: (singing) I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it Ya like to
Lemurs: Move it!
King Julien: I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it Ya like to
Lemurs: Move it!
King Julien: I like to move it, move it You like to move it, move it She like to move it, move it He
like to
Lemurs: Move it!
King Julien: All girls all over the world Original King Julien 'pon yer case, man I love how all the
girls that love to move their body When ya move your body, ya do Move it nice and sweet and
sassy, all right
Gloria: What kind of zoo is this?
Melman: I just saw 26 blatant health code violations.
Marty: I'm loving San Diego. This place is off the chizain.
Melman: 27!
King Julien: Woman, physically fit, physically fit, physically, physically, physically fit Woman
Physically fit, Physically fit...
Marty: We should've brought chips and dip!
Gloria: (looking around) Wait. Where's Alex? [pulls Marty away] What happened to him? He was
right behind us. Wasn't he right behind us?
Marty: I don't know where he's at, but he's missing one heck of a party.
Lemur: The foosa! The foosa! The foosa are attacking! Run for your lives! (Screaming)
Fossa: Foosa hungry. Fossa eat.
Alex: Ech! I hate spiderwebs. Yeah, thanks a lot, guys. Thanks for waiting up. Really appreciate
it.

[Alex pulled away the leaves to see the Fossa.]

Alex: Hey. Hi. We just got in from New York, and we're looking for a supervisor. Because we've
been sitting on that beach there for hours, and nobody's even bothered to show up. I don't know
if things are… Yeah, I don't know how things are normally run around here....

[Marty, Gloria and Melman froze then they saw a spider crawling on his back. Gloria picked up a
stick to whack it.]

Alex:...but there's been some sort of major screw-up, which is cool. If you could point us towards
the administrative offices, we'll just uh...(before he can finish, he notices the spider crawling on
his back)
Spider: Well, howdy-do.
Alex: [screaming in horror, then roaring in slow motion by scaring the Fossa away] Spider!
Spider!! Spider on my back!!!
King Julien: Maurice? Did you see that?!
Maurice: He scared the fossa away.
(Alex screaming in horror as Gloria uses a stick to hit him, but the spider has finally escaped!)
Melman: Come on, Gloria. Get him.
Spider: Get it! Get it! Get it! Get it!
Melman: That's it! Catch it, Gloria! Smack it! Get it, get it! Whip it! Whip it good! Where'd it go?
Mort: King Julien, what are they? WHAT ARE THEY?!?!
King Julien: They are aliens. Savage aliens from the savage future.
Maurice: They've come to kill us. And take our women. And our precious metals!

(Lemurs gasp. Mort starts sobbing while lands on Julien's feet.)

King Julien: Get up, Mort. Do not be near the king's feet, OK? Shh! We're hiding. Be quiet,
everyone. Including me. Shh! Who's making that noise? Oh, it's me again.
Melman: There it is! Get it! Come on, Gloria!
Alex: Stop it! Stop it! That's enough! Enough with the stick.
Melman: You got it. I think you got it. I think she got it.
Alex: Is it still on me? I hate spiders.
Gloria: It's OK. It's gone.
Mort: They are savages. Tonight we die. (grabs Julien's foot)
King Julien: The feet. I told you... I told you to... I told every... Didn't I tell him about the feet?!
Maurice: He did tell you about the feet.
Mort: E-he.
King Julien: Wait. I have a plan.
Maurice: Really?
King Julien: I have devised a cunning test to see whether these are savage killers.

[They just push Mort out of the hiding place as the Zoo animals stare. Mort starts to become
scared as he shakes in fear.]

Marty: Hi there.
Alex: Ahem! You let me handle it. (Whispering) Alex handles it. Marty does nothing.

[Alex walks up to a whimpering Mort]

Alex: [kindly] Hi there! (Mort starts crying and bursting into tears) Oh, jeez. Oh. Oh, sorry.
Melman: Oh, Alex, what'd you do?
Alex: Oh Shh! Shh! Shh! No, no, no. Stop. Stop. Shh! It's OK. It's OK. I'm just a silly... Just a silly
lion. (Mort starts screaming while crying louder) Oh, jeez!
Marty: Aw, Alex!
Gloria: Oh, you poor little baby. Did that big mean lion scare you?
Mort: Mm-hmm…[muttering]
Gloria: He did? He's a big, bad old puddy tat, isn't he? Come on. Mama'll hold you. [she scoops
Mort up] Aww, look at you.
Melman: They are cute from a reasonable distance.
Gloria: Aren't you the sweetest little thing. I just want to dunk him in my coffee.
King Julien: They are just a bunch of pansies.
Maurice: I don't know. There's still something about that one with the crazy hairdo that I find
suspicious.
King Julien: Nonsense, Maurice. Come on, everybody! Let's go and meet the pansies!

[All the lemurs come out of their hiding places to meet them.]

Maurice: Presenting your royal highness, our illustrious King Julien XIII, self-proclaimed lord of
the lemurs, et cetera, et cetera. Hooray, everybody.
Marty: He's got style.
Alex: What is he, like, king of the guinea pigs?
Melman: I think it's a squirrel.
King Julien: Welcome, giant pansies! Please feel free to bask in my glow!
Alex: Definitely a squirrel.
Melman: Yep. Squirrel
King Julien: We thank you with enormous gratitude for chasing away the foosa.
Gloria: The "whossa"?
King Julien: The foosa. They're always annoying us by trespassing, interrupting our parties and
ripping our limbs off.
Alex: Yeah, sounds good. Look. We're just uh, we’re just trying to find out where the people are,
so if you could uh...
Maurice: Oh, my. What big teeth you have. Man!
King Julian: Shame on you, Maurice! Can you not see that you have insulted the freak?! Ha-ha.
You must tell me, who the heck are you?
Alex: I'm Alex. The Alex. And this is Gloria, Marty and Melman.
Maurice: And just where are you giants from, hmm?
Alex: We're from New York and uh we...
King Julien: All hail the New York giants!
Lemurs: New York giants! (Cheering)
Alex: Is there some sort of inbreeding program? Well, I say we just got to ask these bozos where
the people are.
King Julien: Excuse me. We bozos have the people, of course.
Alex: Whoa!
Melman: Hey, the bozos have the people!
Alex: Oh, well, great. Good. Phew. Heh.
King Julien: They're up there.
[Julien shows Alex and the gang a Skeleton who's stuck with a parachute!]
King Julien: Don't you love the people? Not a very lively bunch, though.
Alex: Oh. Wow. So do you have any live people?
King Julien: Uh… No. Uh, only dead ones.
Maurice: I mean, if we had a lot of live people here, it wouldn't be called the wild, would it?
Marty: The wild?
Alex: Whoa. Hold up there a second, fuzzbucket. You mean, like uh, like, the "live in a mud hut,
wipe yourself with a leaf" type wild?
King Julien: Who wipes? [Laughing]
Gloria: Oy vey.
King Julien: Oy vey!
Maurice: Oy vey, everybody!
Lemurs: Oy vey!
Alex: Could you excuse me for a moment? (runs back to the shore, crying) Get me out of here!
We got to get out of here!! Help!!!
Gloria: (catches Alex as he's about to dive in the ocean) Alex! What are you doing?!
Alex: I'm swimming back to New York!!
Marty: Yeah, baby! We are in the wild!
Alex: I know my chances are slim, but I have to try!
Gloria: You can't swim!
Alex: I said my chances are slim!!
Melman: AAHHHHH!! NATURE!!! It's all over me! Get it off! I can't see! I can't see!
Gloria: (Steps on a vine to freed Melman's head)
Melman: (happily) I can see! (now becomes frightened) Aah! [dunks his head in the sand]
Gloria: Okay, look. There's obviously just been a little mistake. I’m sure the people didn't dump
us here on purpose. As soon as they realize what happened, they'll come looking for us, right?
Melman: [Muffled] Yeah, right.
Marty: ♪Born free! [Babbling] I don’t know the words But we’re born free!♪♪
Gloria: You know something? I bet they're already on their way. (puts down Alex as he inhales)
[In the meantime, the boat sails to Antarctica for 2501 Miles South by the Penguins on an
important mission.]
Skipper: Well, boys, it's gonna be ice-cold sushi for breakfast. (All give a high-5!) Rico. (Rico
uses the wine with foam as a toast of their victory! Meanwhile in Madagascar island...)
Melman: Well, since I'm doomed to die on this forsaken island, I, Melman Mankiewicz, being of
sound mind and unsound body, have divided my estate equally among the three of you. [Right
before he could finish his sentence, a wave came in and go rid of it] Oh… Sorry, Alex.
Marty: Hey! A latrine. Nice work, Melman. Outdoor plumbing.
Alex: No, it's not a latrine. It's a grave! You sent Melman to his grave! Are you happy?
Marty: Aw, come on. This isn't the end. This is a whole new beginning. This could be the best
that's ever happened to us.
Alex: No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. This is not the best thing that's ever happened to
us!
Melman: Yeah! You abused the power of the birthday wish and brought this bad luck on all of us.
So why'd you tell your wish? You're not supposed to do that.
Marty: Wait a minute. I didn't wanna tell you. Remember? You guys made me tell you.
Melman: Oh, OK.
Marty: Besides, this isn't bad luck. This is good luck. Look around. There's no fences, no
schedules. This place is beautiful. Baby, we were born to be here.
Alex: OK. OK. I've had enough of this. This is your side of the island, and this is our side of the
island. That is the bad side, where you can prance and skip around like a magical pixie horse
and do whatever the heck you wanna do all day long. And this, this is the good side of the island
for those who love New York and care about going home.
Marty: Come on.
Alex: No, no. Back! Back! Back! Back!
Gloria: You know what? This isn't good.
Marty: OK! You all have your side, and I'll have mine. And if you need me, I'll be over here, on
the fun side of the island, having a good old time! A gay old time! A yay old time! A Yabba-
dabba-doo old time!
Alex: That’s not the fun side, this is the fun side! This is the fun side, where we're gonna have a
great time surviving until we go home. Whoo! I love this side. This side's the best. That side
stinks! You're on the Jersey side of this cesspool!!
Marty: Wilma!!!
Melman: Well, now what do we do?
Alex: Don't worry, Melman. I have a plan to get us rescued.
[At nightfall, Alex builds a statue that looks like the Statue of Liberty]
Alex: Can't wait to see the look on Marty's face when he sees this. [looks over to see Marty,
building a roof] Ooh. Just look at him. He's helpless without us. Shut up, Spalding!
Gloria: I've been standing here for hours, man. How long do I have to pose like this?
Alex: She is. Finito! I defy any rescue boat within a million miles to miss this baby. When the
moment is right, we will ignite the beacon of liberty and be rescued from this awful nightmare!
What do you think? Pretty cool, huh? How's the liberty fire going, buddy?
Melman: Great. Idiot.
Alex: I heard that!
Melman: Ugh. Why can't we just borrow some of Marty's fire?
Alex: That's wildfire! We're not using wildfire on the Lady Liberty. Now, rub, Melman.
Melman: I've been doing... I can't. I can't. I can't do it. I ju... I can't do it!

[as he slammed his sticks, they caught into flames

Melman: Fire. Fire. Fire! Fire! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!! Ah. Oh, my... Ah! Oh! Fire!!
(Screaming)
Alex: Not yet! No, no! No!
Melman: Fire! AAAAHHHHH!!!!

(The flames gets onto the statue and spreads across the statue)

Alex: No, no! No! Not yet!

(Alex looks down in horror as the statue is being burned)

Gloria: Melman, hold still! Jump! Alex, jump! Don't worry, cats always land on their... Face? Man,
what kind of cat are you?
(Melman lands on the ground putting the flames on the wood out as the flames on the statue
goes out which causes the statue to collapse much to Alex's dismay.)

Alex: YOU MANIAC!! YOU BURNED IT UP, LIBERTY! DARN YOU! DARN YOU ALL TO
HECK!!
Melman: Can we go to the fun side now?

[Meanwhile in the jungle, the lemurs have gathered at an old airplane.]

Maurice: Everybody, calm down. Come on. Into your chairs. Yes. Everybody please, calm down.
Let go of his tail. Separate those two, would you, please? You over here, and you over there.
Everybody, Shhh... Calm down, people, OK? Ugh. Now, presenting your royal highness, the
illustrious blah, blah, blah. You know, et cetera, et cetera. Hooray. Let's go.
King Julien: Now, everybody, we all have great curiosity about our guests, the New York giants.
Yes, Willie?
Willie: I like them.
Mort: I like them. I like them. I liked them first. Before I even met them I liked them.
King Julien: Yes, yes.
Mort: When I saw them, I liked them right away. You hate them compared to how much I like
them.
King Julien: Oh, shut up. You're so annoying!
Mort: Hee-hee-hee.
King Julien: Now, for as long as we can remember, we have been attacked and eaten by the
dreaded fossa.
Lemur: The fossa! The fossa are attacking! AAAHHH!!! AAHHH!!

[Everyone all screamed and panic.]

Lemur: (Holds a book that says "To Serve Lemur") It's a cookbook! IT'S A COOKBOOK!!!!!
King Julien: Alright! Please. Please. Maurice.
Maurice: Shh! Quiet!! Come on, y'all. They're not attacking us this very instant.

(All lemurs sigh in relief)

King Julien: So my genius plan is this: We will make the New York giants our friends and keep
them close. Then, with Mr. Alex protecting us, we will be safe and never have to worry about the
dreaded fossa ever again!

[Everyone all agrees.]

King Julien: I thought of that! I thought of that! Yes! Me! I did.

Maurice: Hold on, hold on, everybody. Hold on. I'm just thinking now. I mean, does anyone
wonder why the fossa were so scared of Mr. Alex? I mean, maybe we should be scared too.
What if Mr. Alex is even worse than the fossa?! (Lemurs gasp in shock) I'm telling you, that dude
just gives me the heebiedabajeebies!
King Julien: Maurice, you did not raise your hand. Therefore, your heinous comment will be
stricken from the record. (Chameleon uses the typewriter) Does anyone else have the heebie-
jeebies? No? Good. So shut up. When the New York giants wake up, we will make sure that they
wake up in paradise. Ha-ha-ha-ha! Now, who would like a cookie?

(All lemurs cheering for a cookie. And in the meantime, Alex makes the sign of "Help!" for waiting
the boat. And Marty tries to cheer up Alex for an apology)
Marty: Yo, Al. Melman and Gloria are over there having a good time. There's room on the fun
side for one more.
Alex: No, thanks.
Marty: Look, I've been thinking. Maybe if you gave this place a chance, I don't know, you might
even enjoy yourself.
Alex: Marty, I'm tired. I'm hungry. I just want to go home.
Marty: Could you just give it a chance? Think about it. It really isn't the fun side without you.

(When Marty walks away from Alex, The P breaks and falls apart, which now says "Hell")

Melman: Shh. Shh. It's him.

Marty: Who is it?
Alex: It's the pizza man. Who the heck do you think it is?
Marty: Yes? Can I help you?
Alex: Can I come to the fun side?
Marty: Beg your pardon?
Alex: You know, I've been kind of a jerk, Marty. But I've been thinking about what you said, and
I'm sorry.
Marty: Welcome to Casa del Wild! Take a load off. Hey, hey, wipe your feet.
Gloria: Alex!
Marty: Mi casa is su casa.
Alex: Very impressive.
Marty: Hey, have a drink. It's on the house.
Alex: (Drinks the water, but it's salad and he spits it!) This is seawater.
Marty: Oh, you don't swallow it. It's just temporary till the plumbing's done. Hey, y'all look hungry.
How would you like some of nature's goodness?
Gloria: You have food?
Marty: The Fun Side Special, coming up. Seaweed on a stick.
Alex: Seaweed?
Marty: On a stick. Don't love it till you try it.
Melman: That's unbelievable!
Gloria: Mmm… So good.
Marty: Well, thanks. It does kind of hit the spot, doesn't it? (Alex coughs of eating seaweed,
because he wants steak.) Well, maybe it could use a little lemon.
Alex: No, it's great. It's really great. Doesn't get any better than this?
Marty: Oh, but it does. Check this out.

[He pulls down a lever, opening up the roof to show a view of the stars.]

Gloria: Wow! Would you look at that.

Alex: It's like billions and billions of helicopters.
Marty: It's a shooting star. Make a wish. Quick!
Alex: Ooh! How about a thick, juicy steak?
Marty: You know what, Alex? I promise you I'm going to find you a steak tomorrow if it kills me.
Alex: Thanks, Marty.
Melman: (Yawns) It is getting late. I guess I'm gonna... (Snores)
Gloria: I think I'm gonna hit the sack too. Sweet dreams, everyone.

(The dream appears many steaks that Alex wants them, when he grabs on of the steaks and
licks it up)

Marty: Alex. (Alex accidentally licks Marty as the others are shocked) What are you doing?
Alex: 27, 28, 29, 30. Hmm. 30. 30 black and only 29 white. Looks like you're black with white
stripes after all. Dilemma solved. Good night. (Pretends to sleep with his eyes open)
[From the trees, Julien and Maurice looked below at the sleeping group.]

King Julien: You see, Maurice, Mr. Alex was grooming his friend. He is clearly a tender, loving
thing. How can you have the heebie-jeebies for Mr. Alex? Look at him. He's so cute and plushy.
Maurice: I don't think he was grooming him, Julien. Look more like he was tasting him to me.
King Julien: Suit yourself, no matter. I don't care. Soon we will put my excellent plan to action.
All we have to do is wait until they are deep in their sleep... [a long pause] How long is this going
to take?! (Alex and his gang thought there are lemurs, but they see nothing. So they have to go
to sleep again.)

[In Antarctica, the penguins stand at the cold breeze, finding Antarctica to be inhospitable.
Private turns to his brothers.]

Private: Well, this sucks.

[Cut to black of the next morning]

King Julien: Wake up, Mr. Alex. Wake up, Mr. Alex. Rise and shining. Wakey-waking, Mr. Alex!
(Loudly) WAKE UP!! ALEX!!! (Alex muffled gasp) You suck your thumb?
Alex: AAH!
Everyone but Alex: AAH!!
Everyone: AAAAHH!!!!

[Shocked, the zoo animals get up.]

Alex: Where are we? What the heck is going on?

King Julien: Take it easy.
Alex: What is this?
Melman: Who built a forest?
King Julien: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't be alarmed, giant freaks! While you were asleep, we
simply took you to our little corner of heaven. Welcome to Madagascar.
Marty: Mada-who-ah?!
Gloria: What?
King Julien: No, not who-hah. Ascar.

[The zoo animals stare from the open view of Madagascar as "Born Free" plays.]

Alex: Marty. It's...

Marty: It's just like my mural back at the zoo.
Gloria: Oh, no, fella, that is the real deal right there.
King Julien: Look at that, that's not a bad view.
Alex: I mean, that's the thing that you were always looking at, but it's actually there. I mean,
that's like the real version of your...
Marty: Hey, how about once around the park? Let's get our blood pumping, get those lungs
breathing all this fresh air! Who's with me?!
Alex: Ah, naw. I really, I don't think I could... You're it!
Marty: Hey! Want to play around? Ho! Hey!
Alex: Ha-ha! Oof!
Marty: Got you there! Ha-ha!
Alex: Come here! Ha-ha-ha!
Marty: You’re it!
Alex: (Chuckles) Hey, hey, hey!
Marty: Hey, stop that! Hey, you’re crazy!
Alex: OK, Marty, I'm it. I'm it. I'm it. You win. (Groans in exhaustion)
Marty: Come on, Alex, get in the groove.
Alex: I haven't eaten in two days. My blood sugar's real low. I just don't have the energy.
Marty: I don't think that's your problem. First of all, that's not how you run in the wild. Let's go,
man. Put the rubber to the road! You just have to let out that inner lion. Now, who's the cat?
Alex: Marty, I really don't...
Marty: You are! That's who. Come on! Here we go! That's it. Now let's build up some steam!
Alex: Alright.
Marty You the cat.
Alex: Who's the cat?
Marty: You the cat.

(Marty went up ahead whooping as Alex kept repeating "Who's the cat?" over and over again.
His eyes lean close to Marty and his eyes changed of being crazy.)

Alex: I'M THE CAT!! (Zooms against Marty) Surprise!

Marty: Yahhh!! (Crashes with Alex)

Alex: Hoo! You're it! You're it! Can't juke the cat. Cat's too quick! Whoo! I feel like a mile-high
pastrami on rye on the fly from the deli in the sky! Roar! Let's go wild!
Marty: Now you're talking!

(Alex and Marty are now doing the Tarzan Yell as they enter to the Lemurs' wild party.)

Alex: Whoo! Man! I feel, ha-ha-ha-ha, different! Noogie, noogie, noogie. Noogie, noogie, noogie!
Whoo! Kind of charged up or something. Hoo!
Gloria: Ah, Marty, Marty, Marty! Like you said, baby...
Alex: It's Crack-a-lacking. Ain't that right, Melman? Whoo!
Melman: Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. I'm in heaven.
King Julien: You see, Maurice, Alex is now our friend and the fossas are nowhere to be seen. It
could be said that my plan is working in a very good working kind of way.
Alex: Yeah!
Marty: Alex. You got to try some of this.

(Alex spits the pineapple to King Julien)

Alex: I feel good. Feel like a king again!

King Julien: (Throws the pineapple to Maurice) King?
Marty: Yeah! You should see his act. Come on, Alex, why don't you show him some of your act?
Alex: (Chuckles) Oh. No, I really don't think I could... OK.

[Moments later....]

Marty: Ladies and gentlemen, primates of all ages. The wild proudly presents: The king!
Marty & Alex: Alex the lion!
Alex: (roars) Ahhhh!
Marty: E flat, fellas.

(Fanfare playing)

Marty: Yeah! The king is in the house!

King Julien: See, if he is the king, then where is his crown? I've got a crown. Got a very nice
one! And it's here on my head! Look at it! Have I got it on?

[From the rocks, the fossa approached ready to eat the lemurs again, but they are surprised of
seeing Alex.]

Marty: Do the roar, man. Do the roar!

[Alex no longer use his normal roar. So instead, he uses the real roar, Marty, Melman, Gloria,
King Julien, Maurice, Mort, and The Lemurs gasped in shock. Frightened, the fossa ran away
again.]
Marty: Wow. I've never heard that one before. Yeah! Go wild, man! Come on! Break out the
wave!

[Lemurs cheer. But unfortunately, since Alex hasn't eaten for along time, he thought the lemurs
look like steaks to him. His claws show up and he bit Marty on the butt as Marty screams.
Everyone became shocked.]

Marty: Excuse me. You're biting my butt!

Alex: No, I'm not.
Marty: Yes, you are.
Alex: (Looks and sees that he was biting Marty's butt and spits)
Gloria: Alex, what did you do?
Marty: He just bit me on the butt!
Alex: No. I didn't. Did I?
Melman: You kind of did.
Marty: He just bit me on the butt. What the heck is wrong with you?
Alex: (stutters) I... Oh! Uh...
Marty: Why'd you bite me?
Maurice: [coming out of the crowd] Man, it's because you are his dinner.
Alex: What?!
Gloria: Excuse me?!
Melman: That's dumb.
King Julien: Come, come, Maurice. What is a simple bite on the buttocks among friends? Here,
give me a nibble.
Maurice: [pushing Julien away] The party is over, Julien. Your brilliant plan has failed.
Marty: What are you talking about?
Maurice: Your friend here is what we call a deluxe-model hunting and eating machine. And he
eats steak... which is you.
Gloria: Get out of here.
[Julien thinks for a moment, realizing how selfish he was being and contemplates what Maurice
had mentioned about Alex during the last night's meeting on a plane as it's so much for everyone
not having the heebie jeebies.]
King Julien: Okey-dokey, Maurice, I admit it. The plan failed. All is lost! We're all doomed! The
fossas will come back and gobble us with their mouths! Because... we are all steak.
Mort: (taking the steak statement as a compliment) I'm steak! Me, me, me, me, me, me, me!
Maurice: Mr. Alex cannot stay here. He belongs with his own kind [Alex's eyes dilate again and
sees everyone (including Julien, Maurice, Mort, Marty, Melman, and Gloria) becoming steak
once again for his hunger] on the fossa side of the island.
King Julien: By the power vested in me, by the law of the jungle, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
Be gone!!
Marty: What? Come on, do I look like a steak to you?
Alex: [seeing Marty through his vision] Yeah!
Marty: See? I told you I don't look like a... (mishears) Wait, wait, …What did you say?
Alex: Oh, yeah! (he growls as he prepares to eat all of his friends)
[The lemurs and the zoo animals get scared.]

Mort: (scared) He's going savage....

King Julien: Run for your lives!!

[Everyone runs away. Alex roars wildly, getting ready to devour them all.]

Gloria: Marty, run!

Marty: Aah!!
(The Fanfare of National Geographic plays as Alex is preparing to eat Marty once again, but
Maurice throws a coconut to stop Alex!)
King Julien: A bullseye. Excellent shot, Maurice.
Maurice: Thank you.

[Alex lifted up his head]

Alex: Marty? I'm so sorry, Marty. What is wrong with me?! Ow. Oh, no. What have I done? It's
true. I'm a monster. I got to get out of here.

("What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstrong plays as Alex and his gang are going separate
ways with Alex running through the jungle gets his claws caught on leaves and then a tree. He
pulls them out only for him to fall down a hill through jagged rocks, a field of flowers, and finally a
cactus patch before landing on his feet with a cactus stuck on his back before falling into a river
and plummets down a waterfall. He arrives on the Fossa side of the island walks pass a few
Foosas and uses his claws to sharpen pieces of wood as he makes an enclosure resembling his
back at the zoo and sits on a rock feeling sad and guilty. Meanwhile Marty, Melman and Gloria
walks through the jungle witness how dangerous the wild can be such as a hummingbird flew
into the snapdragon flowers only for it to be eaten. They also saw a mouse escaped from a
snake, by gets caught by an eagle, and they spot a duckling and gets it to a lake but it gets eaten
by a crocodile much to their shock as they walk by the grassy field that Marty and Alex played on
earlier.)

Marty: What have I done? This is a nightmare! And it's all my fault. Now, because of me, we've
lost Alex.
Melman: Well, what are we going to do?
Gloria: We'll find a way to help him. That's what we'll do.
Melman: Oh! OK.
Gloria: Come on, we are New Yorkers, right?
Marty: Yeah.
Gloria: We're tough. We're gritty.
Marty: Yeah!
Gloria: We're adaptable!
Marty: Yeah!!
Gloria: And we are not going to lay down like a bunch of Melmans!
Melman: No, we're not. (horn blaring) Oh. Gloria.
Gloria: That was not me, OK? That was the boat. The boat!
Marty: The boat? The boat's come back for us! Come on, guys, we got to flag it down.

[Marty, Melman and Gloria race to the beach where they saw the boat, blaring harder and louder]

Marty:: There it is!

Melman: Hey, over here!
Gloria: Over here!
Marty: Over here! Over here! Yo! Yo! Yo!
Gloria: Melman, give me a lift. Hurry up! Lift me up!
Marty: Help! Help! Help!
Melman: Oh, my neck. My neck. My neck. You guys. Over here!
Gloria: Over here! Melman! Steady. This way!
Marty: Over here!
Melman: You have no idea how much this hurts.
Marty: Hey, boat! We're over here!
Gloria: Look! It's turning! It's coming back! It's coming back! It's coming back!
Melman: Yes! This way! Come on! Come on, baby! WHOO!! Yes, you guys!
Marty: You guys flag down that boat. I’ll go get Alex.
Gloria: [stopping Marty] Whoa! Hold on there. You cannot go back there by yourself.
Marty: Aw, come on. I know Alex. He hears we're rescued, he'll snap right out of it.
Melman: The people are coming. They can help us.
Gloria: Melman's right. The people will know what to do. Now, come on. We got to flag down that
boat.

[The anchor crashes the sand as the penguins land on the beach.]

Skipper: Now, this is more like it.

Gloria: You?! Oh, ma... Where are the people?
Skipper: We killed them and ate their livers. [Gloria looks shocked] Got you, didn't I? Just
kidding, doll, the people are fine. They're on a slow lifeboat to China. Hey, I know you two.
Where's that psychotic lion and our monochromatic friend?
Melman: Marty? He's right...[they realized Marty was gone] Where did he go? He was right
behind us.
Gloria: (groans) He went back for Alex. He's going to get himself killed!
Skipper: Well, boys, our monochromatic friend's in danger. Looks like we have a job to do.
Captain's log: Embarking into hostile environment. Kowalski. We'll need to win hearts and the
minds of the natives. Rico. We'll need special tactical equipment. We're gonna face extreme
peril. Private probably won't survive.
Marty: Alex! Come out, Alex! The boat's here! We can go home!
Zoo Patrons: Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex! Alex!
Alex! Alex!
Marty: Alex! Alex.
Alex: Marty?
Marty: Snap out of it, Alex. The boat came back. We can get out of here. We can go back to
civilization, and everything will be just like it used to be.
Alex: Stay back. Please. I'm a monster.
Marty: Alex, you're no monster. You're my friend. We're a team. You and me, remember?

[Alex tried to attack Marty but the zebra scuttle back away from the crazed lion.]

Alex: I don't want to hurt you.

Marty: Alex. I ain't leaving without you. Alex? I'm thinking of a song. It's a wonderful song. I'm
sure you're familiar with it. ♪ Start spreadin' the news I'm leaving today We are a great big part of
it ♪ Come on, you know the words. Two little words. Please don't make me sing this by myself.
You really don't want to hear me sing this by myself.

[The fossa appeared from above the rocks]

Marty: Uh, Alex? Could you come out here for a minute? Hey, Alex, a l-l-little help. AAH!!! HELP
ME!!! ALEX!! HEEEELLLPPP!!!!!!! [Alex began to snap out of it, and The Fossas started to
chase Marty] Help me!! Anybody, help me!! Somebody!! (The Foosas are using salt on Marty's
Butt) Ah! HEEEELLLPPP!!!!!!!

(As the Fossa made a dog pile to eat Marty, Melman is swinging on a vine while doing a Tarzan
Yell to save Marty.)

Marty: Melman?
Melman: That's right, baby. (Both crash into the rock)
Gloria: Run!
Marty: What's the plan?
Gloria: This is the plan!
Fossa: Fossa hungry. Fossa eat.
Marty: This is the plan?!
Skipper: Fossa halt!
Fossa: Huh? (Skipper fires the gun of the red light) Ooh. Fossa aaahh. Fossa ooh. Fossa aaahh.
Private: Come and get it!
Fossa: Fossa-Huh?
Gloria: Take that!
Fossa: Fossa ow!
Private: There's too many of them, Skipper.
Skipper: It's been a real pleasure serving with you boys.

(Just then, they hear Alex roaring for preparing to trick the Fossa)

Marty: Alex?
Alex: That's my kill! Mine. Alex hungry. Alex eat. (Unleashes his claws) Psst! It's showtime.
Thanks for not giving up on me, Marty.
Marty: Man, you almost gave me a heart attack. You can't just come sneak up on me. Just
because you're a lion... (Muffled) Let go of me. Let go of me!
Alex: Shh! We're getting out of here. Guys, just go with me on this. Like I said, it's showtime. Rrr!
Mine! My kill! Rrahh! They're all mine! (Roars as his gang start to scream)
Gloria: Aah! It's the king of the beasts! Oh, no! Aah!
Marty: Don't eat me, Mr. Lion!
Melman: He's scary!
Alex: Fear me! Savagery beyond comprehension!
Marty: I am far too young to die!
Melman: You're a monster! A monster, I say!
Alex: And, you!!
Fossa: Me?!
Gloria: Oh, you want some of this? (Grunts) You better run for your lives!
Marty: Somebody call a cop!
Melman: He's psychotic!!!
Alex: This is my territory!!! Understand?! I never, ever want to see you on my turf again!!!
[Roaring to scare all the Fossas so that they never underestimate the King] Boo.
Marty: Yeah! You the cat!
Gloria: Got my boy back!
King Julien: Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha! I did it! Give me some love! The plan worked! The plan worked!
I'm very clever! I'm the one, baby! Come on. Time to robot! I am very clever king. I am super
genius. I am robot king of the monkey things. Compute, compute.
Alex: So, what's for lunch?
Skipper: Close those eyes.
Alex: Why do I have to close my eyes?
Skipper: Do it.
Alex: Yeah. They're closed.
Skipper: Tighter.
Alex: Yes, sir.
Skipper: No peeking.
Alex: Alright. They're closed.
Skipper: Rico.
Rico: Hai.
Skipper: Open that hatch.
Alex: Aah…
Skipper: Fire in the hole. Now chew. Chew like you mean it. Savor it.
Alex: Mmm… Mmm.
Marty: And?
Gloria: Well?
Melman: Pretty good, right?
King Julien: There's always Plan B.
Mort: Ha-ha-ha.
Alex: Mmm. Mmm! This is better than steak! I love it. I love it!
Skipper: The kitty loves the fishy.
Marty: Well, I propose a toast. Now, he may be a pain in the butt at times... And trust me, I know.
But this cat proved to me without a doubt that his heart is bigger than his stomach. To Alex.
Everyone: To Alex!
King Julien: Enough! Stop it!
Marty: Well, what do you guys think? Should we head back to New York?
Alex: I don't know, Marty. I mean, this is your dream. You sure you want to leave?
Marty: I don't care where we are. As long as we're together, it doesn't matter to me.
Alex: Well, in that case... Yo. Rico. I'll take 300 orders to go.
Rico: Hai.
King Julien: Yes, yes. But before you leave, I have an announcement to make. So shut up,
everyone, please. Thank you. After much deep and profound brain things inside my head, I have
decided to thank you for bringing peace to our home. And to make you feel good, I'm gonna give
you this lovely parting gift.
Alex: No, I couldn't. Really, I can't take your crown.
King Julien: That's OK, I've got a bigger crown. It's got a gecko on it. Look at him shake. Go,
Stevie, go!
Alex: Bye, little fuzzbuckets!
Gloria: Thanks for everything!
Marty: Bye!
Alex: So long!
King Julien: Okay, bye-bye, now.
Marty: Arrivederci.
King Julien: Bye-bye.
Maurice: Toodle-oo!
Mort: Bye! Goodbye!
King Julien: See you later, crocodile. Maurice, my arm is tired. Wave it for me. Faster, you
naughty little monkey!
Alex: You know, by the time we get to New York, it’s gonna be the middle of winter. So I was just
thinking, why rush? Maybe we could make a few side stops along the way?
Marty: Maybe Paris.
Gloria: Ooh! You just read my mind.
Alex: I was thinking Spain.
Marty: Yeah. Run with the bulls.
Gloria: What about Fiji?
Melman: Ooh! Canada. Can we? Cheap meds. Eh?
Alex: You know, I wouldn't even mind coming back here sometime.
Melman: Yeah, I could do that.
Gloria: You could say that again.
Private: Skipper, don't you think we should tell them that the boat's out of gas?
Skipper: Nah. Just smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave.
SONG
1. I LIKE TO MOVE IT
[Link]
2. HAWAI FIVE -O-
[Link]
3. Boogie Wonderland"
[Link]
4. Stayin' Alive" (Bee Gees)

Songs
 "I Like To Move It" - Sacha Baron Cohen
 "Born Free" - Tabernacle Choir
 "Boogie Wonderland" - Earth, Wind & Fire
 "Stayin' Alive" - the Bee Gees
 All About You - McFly
 "The Candy Man" - Sammy Davis Jr.
 "What a Wonderful World" - Louis Armstrong

MADGASCAR 1
(In the beginning, the island of Madagascar appears in a daydream. A zebra yells like Tarzan
and jumps
out the vine after swinging it. The choir penguins in their black bowties singing Born Free by John
Barry
and they fly. He runs and jumps to the water in slow motion. A lion appears, sneaking towards
the zebra as
almost in the middle of a dream, he jumps up snapping him out of his dream.)
Skipper: Just smile and wave, boys. Smile and wave. Kowalski, progress report!
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 spoon)
Skipper: Right. Rico, you're on litter patrol. We need shovels. And find more Popsicle sticks. We
don't want to
risk another cave-in. (Rico jumps in the pool)
Private: And me, Skipper?
Skipper: I want you to look cute and cuddly, Private. Today we're gonna blow this dump.
Skipper: You, quadruped. (In German) 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 to silence him)
Marty: Ant-who-tica?
Skipper: Can you keep a secret, my monochromatic friend?
Do you ever see any penguins running free around New York City? Of course not. We don't
belong here. It's just
not natural. We're going to the wide-open spaces of Antarctica. To the wild!
Marty: The wild? You could actually go there? That sounds great. Hey, hold up! Where is this
place?! Tell me
where it is! (Skipper alone emerges from the hole pushing his face)
Skipper: You didn't see anything... Right?
Marty: Yes, sir! Oh! Uh, I'm sorry. No, sir. (Skipper dives back into the hole and seals the hole
entrance with
Marty's cup)
Announcer: For his final appearance of the day, the king of New York City. Alex the Lion!
Alex: Roar!!!
Alex: Thank you. Thank you very much. You guys are great

SIDE 1-ALEX: Surprise!

MARTY: Aaaagh! Alex, don’t interrupt me when I’m daydreaming.
When the zebra’s in the zone, leave ’em alone.
ALEX: C’mon, Marty! Can’t a guy drop by to see his best friend? His
best buddy? Say hi? Maybe even say, oh I don’t know…
(GLORIA,MELMAN, the LIONESSES and MASON the Chimpanzee
enter with a cake.)
GLORIA, MELMAN, LIONESSES, MASON: Happy birthday!!!
MARTY: Aw, you guys... (The group recites their clearly planned
birthday greeting.)
Everyone but Marty: ♪ Hmmmm… ♪Alex: Happy
Gloria: birth- Melman: day
Alex: to you. Alex: You Melman: live Gloria: in
Alex: a zoo. Gloria: You Melman: look Alex: like a Melman: mon- Alex: key.
Melman: (holds long note) Aaaaand Alex: you smell Gloria: like Melman: one
Everyone: too!
Mason: (spits out his coffee) I say!
GLORIA: Happy birthday Marty! We made you something sweet.
Gloria: Let's go. Let's make a wish!
(Marty blows out the candle shaped like a 10 then takes a big bite)
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! (falls over) (Melman swallows the party tooter and chokes)
Marty: I told you it was bad luck.
Alex: The wild? Are you nuts? That is the worst idea I've ever heard.
Melman: (coughs) 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!

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Melman: It's Marty. He's gone.
Alex: Gone?! Agh! What do you mean, "gone"?!
Melman: How long has he been working on this?? Marty! Marty!!
Gloria: He wouldn't fit down there.
Alex: Marty? Marty?! Marty! Marty!!
Gloria: This doesn't make any sense. Where would he go? I just mentioned Conneticut! I didn’t
think he’d run
away!
ALEX: I can’t read this thing. Which one of these trains goes to Connecticut?
MELMAN: You know, maybe we should go back to the zoo and let the
people handle it.
GLORIA: Will you stop being such a yellowbellied scaredypants?
C’mon! Alex, let’s go!
MELMAN: Hey, I can’t help being yellow, you know. Unless it’s
jaundice…
ALEX: Melman, if we tell the people that Marty’s escaped, they’ll be
really mad and transfer him to another zoo for good. You don’t bite the
hand that feeds you!
GLORIA: Mmhm. I know that’s right.
ALEX: We gotta bring him back and stop him from making the biggest
mistake of his life. I’m gonna ask for directions.
(ALEX approaches the NEWSPAPER MAN.) Roar.
NEWSPAPER MAN: Aaagghhhh! (The NEWSPAPER MAN screams
and runs off.)
ALEX: What did I say?
GLORIA: I guess they don’t speak the language.
MELMAN: Tourists.
ALEX: I’ll speak slower. (ALEX approaches the OLD LADY.)
Rooooo...aaaaaaarrrrr.
OLD LADY: Take that! (The OLD LADY stomps on his foot and hits him
in the rear with her purse. Just then the PENGUINS enter, sneaking
across the stage.)
ALEX: Ow! Ow! Lady, would you please, ow!
OLD LADY: You’re a bad kitty! Bad kitty!

SIDE 3
[Gloria opened up the leaves and they saw a huge small group of strange furry creatures,
who are the
lemurs.]
Marty: Wow!
Gloria: It's not people. It's animals.
Melman: California animals. Dude.
Marty: This is like a Puffy party!
King Julien: (singing) I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it Ya like to Lemurs:
Move it!
King Julien: I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it I like to move it, move it Ya
like to
[Alex pulled away the leaves to see the Fossa.]
Alex: Hey. Hi. We just got in from New York, and we're looking for a supervisor. Because
we've been sitting on
that beach there for hours, and nobody's even bothered to show up
King Julien: Maurice, did you see that?
Maurice: He scared the fossa away.
King Julien: Get up, Mort. Do not be near the king's feet, OK? Shh! We're hiding. Be
quiet, everyone. Including
me. Shh! Who's making that noise? Oh, it's me again.
Mort: They are savages. Tonight we die. (grabs Julien's foot)
King Julien: The feet. I told you... I told you to... I told every... Didn't I tell him about the
feet?
Maurice: He did tell you about the feet.
King Julien: Wait. I have a plan.
Maurice: Really?
Melman: Oh, Alex, what'd you do?
Alex: Oh Shh! Shh! Shh! No, no, no. Stop. Stop. Shh! It's OK. It's OK. I'm just a silly...
Just a silly lion. (Mort
starts screaming while crying louder) Oh, jeez!
Marty: Aw, Alex!
Gloria: Oh, you poor little baby. Did that big mean lion scare you?
Mort: Mm-hmm…[muttering]: He did? He's a big, bad old puddy tat, isn't he? Come on.
Mama'll hold you.
Gloria: Aww, look at you.
Melman: They are cute from a reasonable distance.
Gloria: Aren't you the sweetest little thing. I just want to dunk him in my coffee.
King Julien: They are just a bunch of pansies.
Maurice: I don't know. There's still something about that one with the crazy hairdo that I
find suspicious.
LEW: You did it! You did it!
LEMURS: You saved us! Saved us!

ALEX: Hi! Yeah, sure. Nice to meet you... squirrels? Are they squirrels?
MELMAN: I think they’re just really fullfigured raccoons.
You must come with us!
Paula: Meet the king!
MARTY: King of the fullfigured raccoons?
LARS: King Julien the 13th!
ALEX: Hey, that sounds really awesome, but you know what? We’re
kings on our way to...(MAURICE enters.)
LEMURS danna Ruiz: Maurice! It’s Maurice!! (etc.)
LEE: Danna R: That’s Maurice. He’s King Julien’s adviser and righthand... lemur!
MELMAN: Oh... they’re lemurs.
MAURICE: Welcome to Madagascar!!
LEMURS: Madagascar!!
MAURICE: Ahem. Presenting, his royal highness, the illustrious King
Julien the 13th... selfproclaimed Lord of the Lemurs, blah, blah etc., etc.,
hooray everybody. (KING JULIEN appears.)
KING JULIEN: Here I am. The King, the head of your honcho. Come out
my little lemurs.
King Julian: Shame on you, Maurice! Can you not see that you have insulted the freak?!
Ha-ha. You must tell
me, who the heck are you?
Alex: I'm Alex. The Alex. And this is Gloria, Marty and Melman.
Maurice: And just where are you giants from, hmm?
Alex: We're from New York and uh we...
King Julien: All hail the New York giants!
Lemurs: New York giants! (Cheering)

SIDE 4
MARTY: Alex?! Come out, Alex! Alex, the boat’s here. We can go
home! (ALEX crawls out from behind a rock, where he has been hiding.)
ALEX: Hungry... Alex hungry...
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MARTY: Alex! There you are!
ALEX: Marty? Go away, Marty. I don’t want to hurt you.
Snap out of it, Alex, the boat came back! We can get out of here. Go back to civilization.
And everything will be
just like it used to be.
ALEX: We can’t be friends! Nature doesn’t want us to be friends, Marty.
Now get out of here. (ALEX retreats. We can still see him, however, as he
wrestles with his instincts. MARTY starts to leave, then turns back,
determined.)
MARTY: Alex. I ain’t leavin’ you. The humas arrived in the boat.
(The penguins return on the boat and everyone is happy because they can return home,
their foster home,
New York).