Merry Madagascar Page #4

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- What'd you get, Alex?

- Snow falling down

on my beautiful city.

How did he know?

That's why Santa's Santa.

The big man's got some talent.

We can't leave him back there dancing

around with that bump on his head.

- We gotta go back and help him.

- The good news is there's enough

sparkly stuff to get us

back to Madagascar.

- Is there bad news?

- Only enough to get to Madagascar.

Put it back!

So it's Madagascar or... home?

There she is, fellas!

Maybe next Christmas, New York.

Skipper, full speed ahead!

This is the life.

It says, "To Mort. Happy Julianuary.

Love, King Julien."

A coconut! Thank you, King Julien!

OK, boys, let's take her down.

We just lost one of our engines!

I thought you said there was enough

sparkly stuff to get us there!

- I did.

- Then what happened?

I was wrong!

Red Night Goblin!

The Red Night Goblin's coming!

Come on, Private. Think happy thoughts.

Happy thoughts.

The Red Night Goblin's attacking again!

Brace for impact!

Oh, no.

He's alive!

Where am I? The children.

The presents!

- He got his memory back.

- Terrible crisis, Santa!

The South Polers stole sleigh

forjoyride!

- Now, Christmas is ruined!

- What?!

That's an outright Christmas lie

with all the trimmings.

Yeah, Christmas isn't ruined.

We delivered everything.

It's the truth. Santa,

the South Polers saved Christmas.

Cupid, stay out of this!

I grow tired of your reindeer games.

We want to be... bipolar.

Son of the gun.

- So you really delivered all the gifts?

- It's the least we could do.

And you even found Liechtenstein?

Liechety-what?

Oh, chestnuts! Those children

will be up any minute now!

- This way, Santa.

- But there's no sparkly stuff left.

I'll use the reserve tank then.

- Oh, reserve tank.

- Hey, Santa, wait!

- My friends and I...

- Thank you all for everything!

- Santa, wait!

- If that sleigh leaves

and you're not with Santa,

you'll regret it.

- Farewell, Private.

- We'll always have Madagascar!

- Santa!

- Wait!

And Julien, you're officially

off the naughty list!

What? You can't take me

off the naughty list.

I am the naughty list!

What's the naughty list?

Merry Christmas!

Well, looks like Santa's

back in business.

And we're back in Madagascar.

And you know what? We're gonna

have the best Christmas ever.

Right here!

This'll get me back on the naughty list.

Coconut ball fight!

All right, let's give

these babies a spin.

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

Rockefeller Center

ain't got nothin' on this!

Well, we may not have

gotten home for Christmas,

but we got snow!

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

- It's not snow! It's not snow!

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

- It's what you give.

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