Merry Madagascar Page #2

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about those North Polers

is that tank full of sparkly stuff.

Now, go find Big Red,

and we'll get this baby airborne.

Fat man, behold the beauty

of a traditional Julianuary carol

honoring... me.

- I like to

- Very nice.

- You like to

- All together.

We like to

Move it

I like to move it, move it

Santa?

I'm physically fit, physically fit

Physically, physically, physically fit

Incoming!

Alrighty, Santa. Time to big, big buddy.

I don't wanna go!

I just wanna shake my booty!

- Santa, buddy. You gotta stop dancing.

- Santa!

I'll never go!

- What are we gonna do now?

- It's not gonna be Christmas Eve

for much longer.

So either we go without Santa,

- or the world goes without Christmas.

- That's right!

You made this mess.

Now, we gotta clean it up.

- Yo, Skipper! Sparkle time!

- All right, boys.

Tighten your harnesses

and think happy thoughts.

Viva Las Vegas!

And everyone wept tears ofjoy

for the miracle that was Baby Julien.

You see, fat man, Julianuary

is about the joy of giving.

To me! Now, bring me the presents!

Merry Julianuary.

You remembered! Next one, please.

Move it along.

Thank you, on behalf of His Majesty

and merry Julianuary.

Thank you, on behalf of His Majesty

and merry Julianuary.

- How did you do that?

- Beats me.

- Could you make one for me?

- Merry Julianuary.

- I want one.

- Me too.

Next.

Where's my presents?

What's going on over there?

Merry Julianuary!

- Merry Julianuary.

- Merry Julianuary!

- Merry Julianuary.

- Oh, no, no, no!

Stop!

What's so special about Julianuary

if everyone gets to have something?

You!

I took you in as my guest,

and now, you've ruined Julianuary!

From this moment forth,

all your presents are my presents!

Lady and gentlemen, we are about

to arrive at our first destination.

Canada is straight ahead.

OK, boys, let's take her down.

Flaps up.

Beaks down. Stay on target.

Stay on target!

What kind of landing was that?

Any landing you can walk away from

is a good landing.

This is stupid, Marty.

Can't we just use the front door?

Come on. How hard can it be?

Melman, you're up!

- But I'm claustrophobic.

- Yeah?

Now, you can be Santa Claustrophobic.

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

Easy...

Guys? I'm stuck!

Hang in there, Melman!

I'm coming!

- Melman, I'm right here!

- I'm burning!

- You're not burning!

- Help!

Thank you.

Don't leave me!

Alex, you still have the present!

Dash away, boys. Dash away!

- What? No, wait!

- Hang on!

I got you, Melman!

Way to drop the ball, you hippie freak.

Me? Melman lost it in the chimney.

Calm down. It's a small town,

there's only a couple more houses.

- Let's not freak out.

- Oh, yeah?

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