Madagascar

Morning...

Skipper: "OK! Team Alpha! You'll be in charge of collecting wood & bamboo. Team Airborn! te make the platform! Team Luke Skywalker! Start weaving some vines! Go!"

Julien: "Maurice! Who put the smelly waterbird in charge of things!"

Maurice: "You did, your highness."

Julien: "HA! I would never do such things...."

Maurice: "You detto so at the meeting! te didn't want to miss your royal pampering...remember?"

Julien: "Speaking of my royal pampering...WHERE IS MY COCONUT SMOOTHIE!"

Maurice: "Comin' right up, your majesty."

Mort: "Can I pamper da feet?"

Julien: "NO! I am always to be telling te not to be touching the royal feet! Am I not, Maurice?"

Maurice: "He does tell te about the feet."

Mort: "hehe...."

Alex & Marty...

Alex: "Do te think this will work, Marty?"

Marty: "With those penguins in charge, I think we have a shot."

Alex: "Marty, the penguins are psychotic. There's not telling what will happen with them at the hilt."

Marty: "Oh, lighten up, Alex! Have a little faith for once!"

Skipper: "Listen to Stripes here, Hippi. We've got this under control."

Alex: "Skipper? What are te doing here?"

Skipper: "Uh, looking for te two. We're all working our tail feathers off out here! Well, most of us anyway..." *looks at Maurice fluffing Julien's tail*

Alex: "Fine, bossy feathers. C'mon Marty. Let's go get some wood." *begins to walk away*

Skipper: "That's Mr. Bossy Feathers to you, Hippi! *mutters to self* I hate hippis...."

Kowalski, Private, & Rico...

Private: "Kowalski, do te think this will work?"

Kowalski: "Odds are between absotively & posilutely."

Private: "So...good odds then?"

Kowalski: "Private, I am 52.3% sure this will work."

Private: "Well...that's slightly over half!"

Kowalski: "Precisely."

Rico: "Kaboom?"

Kowalski: "No, Rico, that would just make things worse."

Rico: "Awwwww." *hangs head in disappointment*

Julien, Maurice, Mort...

Julien: "Ah, Maurice, te make the bestest coconut smoothies..."

Maurice: "Thank you."

Mort: *reaches for feet*

Julien: "MORT! NO TOUCHY THE ROYAL FEET!" *kicks him*

Maurice: "He did tell te about the feet. Don't te remember us talking about that not 10 minuti ago? Now he's resorted to kicking you."

Mort: "Any foot touching is good for touching..."

Maurice: "Right..."

Julien: "Why must Mort annoy me giorno inside & giorno outside..."

Maurice: "Um, don't te mean giorno in & giorno out?
...
Never mind. Want a refill?"

Julien: "Yes, please."

Maurice: "Wow...that's the first time you've ever detto please...to anyone..."

Julien: *gasp* "OH NO! WHAT HAS BECOME OF THE KING THAT IS ME! MAURICE! PINCH ME! NOW BITE ME! NOW schiaffo, smack MY FACE & SPANK MY RIGHT BUTTOCK!
...
AM I AWAKE YET!?!?"

To Be Continued...