Littlefoot Goes to Madagascar/Transcript

Opening/Alex's performance

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 as he gargles it 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.

Marty's birthday/Alex and Marty's discussion

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, 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 got? What you got? What you got?

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'm gonna 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 Melman'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. 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.

Marty goes to the train station/Getting caught

- Alex: (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 I looked over in 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 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.

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 going to 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 Melman 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 urinal cake) 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, MARTY?!?! 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) 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!

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• Alex: What's the matter with them? (gets hit by the tranquilizer) Ow! Ow. (starts to feel the effects of the tranquilizer and falls down) Wow! Whew! I feel really, really weird...(his pupils expand) Hey, oh, I love you, guys...(talks in a low voice and falls into a deep sleep) I love you so much....

(The Candy Man plays in the background as the scenery changes into some sort of kaleidoscope-like sequence with the characters in it. It ends with the scene of New York City having fireworks and Gloria is Lady Liberty. She flies around and smashes the screen with her torch.)

Beacon of Liberty

• Alex: (appears to be building something) Can't wait to see the look on Marty's face when he sees this. (sees Marty building something on the other side) Oh, just look at him. He's helpless without us. (Marty unties the rope and reveals what he built, the roof to his penthouse for his fun side; Alex grumbles angrily in jealousy) Shut up, Spalding.

(Melman attempts to make a fire with two pieces of wood from his crate, but he falls asleep. Littlefoot, Zazu, and Ash are witnessing the zooster's activities from behind the leaves.)

• Ash Ketchum: Hey, it's the escaped zoo animals again. How did they get here?
• Littlefoot: And what are they doing?
• Zazu: It looks like they're building something.
• Littlefoot: Like what?
• Ash Ketchum: I don't know. But that zebra over there is building some kind of restaurant.
• Littlefoot: Or a penthouse, I guess.
• Gloria: I've been standing here for hours, men! 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! (shows that he build a tiki version of the Statue of Liberty)
• Littlefoot: Whoa!
• Ash Ketchum: Cool!
• Alex: When the moment is right, we will ignite the beacon of liberty and be rescued from this horrible nightmare! What do you think? Pretty cool, huh?
• Littlefoot: Wait, are they saying they're zoo animals trying to get rescued from this island of Madagascar? (scoffs and softly laughs) That's impossible, guys. They're just wild animals. And I don't see any point of them getting rescued by other humans. They wouldn't understand them.
• Zazu: Exactly, Littlefoot. Humans and wild animals don't really co-exist at all. And I don't think those zoo animals really don't quite understand that.
• Ash Ketchum: Maybe so, Zazu.
• Alex: How's the liberty fire going, Melman?
• Melman: Great....idiot.
• Alex: I heard that!
• Melman: Ugh, why can't we just borrow some of Marty's fire?
• Alex: That's wild fire! We're not using wild fire on Lady Liberty! Now rub, Melman!
• Littlefoot: Geez, those zookeepers spoiled that lion too much.
• Ash Ketchum: You're telling me. I wouldn't want to be in his boots. Or paws. Or mane. Or whatever. You know what I mean.
• Littlefoot: Can't he at least help the poor giraffe instead bossing him around? He looks tired.
• Ash Ketchum: I know right. That lion sure is being pushy.
• Zazu: Tell me about it. Seems to me he could learn a few things about manners.
• Alex: Come on, Melman! Rub those sticks and make that fire! We don't have all night!
• Melman: I-I've been doing, I can't! I can't! I can't do it! I j-I can't do it! (his sticks ignite fire) Ha! Fire!
• Littlefoot, Ash and Zazu: Huh?!

(Alex and Gloria grin at this in surprise.)

• Melman: Fire! Fire! (waves it around and laughs joyfully until he realizes the fire's getting close to his hooves) Ah. Oh my. Ahh!! Oh! Fire! (screams and runs in panic)
• Alex: Not yet! No, no! No!

(Too late, Melman unintentionally starts a fire on Alex's tiki Lady Liberty. Littlefoot and Ash react in fear and shock at Melman's clumsiness.)

• Melman: Fire!
• Gloria: Melman! No, no!
• Alex: No, no! No! Not yet! (gasps)
• Gloria: Jump! Alex, jump! (Alex jumps off his tiki Lady Liberty as it burns) Don't worry! Cats always land on their...(Alex lands flat on his face) Face? Man, what kind of cat are you?

(Melman digs his burning wood into the sand. Alex's tiki Lady Liberty is burnt to a crisp. The tiki crumbles down and embers fly everywhere. Littlefoot, Zazu, and Ash take cover as the embers fly around.)

• Alex: YOU MANIAC!!! YOU BURNED IT UP!!! DARN YOU! DARN YOU ALL TO HECK!
• Melman: Can we go to the fun side, now?
• Ash Ketchum: Whew! That was close!
• Littlefoot: Well, so much for that lion's lady liberty plan. What do we do with them now?
• Zazu : Hmm...I might have an idea that could help them get off this island. Come on. We better tell the others about this.

Marty's fun side of the island/Befriending the zoosters

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• Cera: So, how do we know we can trust them? You saw how that lion scared all those people. He'll probably think about eating us.
• Littlefoot: But he said he wants to go back to New York.
• Ash Ketchum: And that he and the others miss the place.
• Daphne Blake: Well, if he really wants to go back to New York City, we'd offer him a ticket for a boat or a plane to get there. But it will most likely never happen. Because they're wild animals. And you know that the wildlife doesn't socialize with human society.

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• Marty: Alex? (sees him licking Marty's back) 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. (turns around and pretends to sleep)

(As Marty Melman and Gloria go back to sleep, Littlefoot and Ash are the only ones who aren't asleep. They come bearing a basket full of fish for Alex to eat. They quietly walk up to the very hungry and homesick lion and sit next to him.)

• Littlefoot: Hi.
• Ash Ketchum: (hands him a whole fish) You hungry?

(Alex sits up immediately and takes the fish.)

• Alex: (sniffs) Is this for me? (they nods their heads in response to "yes"; Alex then proceeds to eat it without waking his friends up) Mmm. Mmm! This is good. This is really good. Much tender and juicier than steak. And the flavor's exquisite. Mmm! (swallows) Hey, thanks.
• Ash Ketchum: It's the least we could do.
• Littlefoot: We couldn't help but overhear you wanting to get off this island. And we can't say we blame you.
• Alex: Yeah. I miss New York. I miss my fans, I miss my rock, I even miss the actual city itself. Oh, in case if you haven't heard about me, my name's Alex. And these guys here are my friends, Marty the zebra, Melman the giraffe, and Gloria the hippo.
• Littlefoot: I'm Littlefoot. I'm an Apatosaurus from the Great Valley. And where me and my dinosaur friends came from is through a mystic portal called the Time Cave.
• Alex: (whistles) Time Cave? Pretty awesome.
• Ash Ketchum: And I'm Ash Ketchum. And this is my pal, Pikachu.
• Alex: Aw, well, aren't you the cutest little fella? (pets Pikachu) You know, you're the first human being who don't seem afraid of me at all.
• Ash Ketchum: And you didn't seem like a vicious lion as the people in New York and my friends say you were.

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• Alex: Whoo! You're it! You're it! Can't juke the cat! The cat's too quick! Whoo! (picks Marty up and flips around and around yelling out karate moves) 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!

Fighting the foosas

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• Alex: That's my kill! Mine! (jumps down and growls viciously) Alex hungry. Alex eat. (extends his claws and growls)
• Ash Ketchum: Alex, take it easy.
• Littlefoot: You know you don't want to hurt us.
• Misty: Ash, Littlefoot, what are you doing?!
• Littlefoot: Trust us.
• Ash Ketchum: He won't eat us.