The Skipper: Private, these sardine smoothies are top-notch. What's your secret?
Private: Love, sir. I made them with love.
The Skipper: Love?
Kowalski: It's a chemical reaction in the brain inducing bliss. Highly addictive.
The Skipper: [knocks the smoothie from Rico's wing] No more love in the smooties! We gotta stay sharp. The concrete jungle is an elusive mistress who may call us into action at any given moment.
The Skipper: Your lower mammal brains don't seem to comprende.
The Skipper: All right, boys. Let's leave the madman to his madness.
The Skipper: I find reason tedious and boring. We'll use force.
King Julien: Gimme, gimme, gimme! I said gimme! What part of "gim" or "me" do you not understand?
[Maurice and the penguins are in a subway railroad]
Maurice: Gotta... rest.
The Skipper: No dice. We need to be back at the zoo by 0900.
Kowalski: Which doesn't give us much time.
Private: We should go faster.
Maurice: There is no way I can go any faster.
The Skipper: Oh, I'll bet the old D-train will change your tune.
[the penguins slide along the rails]
Maurice: The what?
[a subway train approaches; Maurice runs faster to avoid it]
King Julien: A little more to the left, Mort.
Mort: Your left or my left?
King Julien: Mine, of course! I'm the king. All the lefts are mine, silly Mort.
Kowalski: I suggest we enlist Doris the dolphin to use her echolocation skills to track the missing lemur.
The Skipper: Forget it, Kowalski. She's useless on land. Besides, Doris only likes you. She doesn't "like you" like you.
King Julien: [Eats Maurice's banana] Nicely done, Maurice. Now peel me a grape.
Maurice: But that was...
King Julien: Grape, Maurice, grape. Not lip.
King Julien: Maurice! Where are you and your booty, which is quite large and usually easy to see?
King Julien: Here, Maurice. Just to show you that I am the bigger lemur - not in actual pounds, of course, but in the other kind of biggerness - eat the banana.
[Throws slice of banana at camera]
King Julien: Oh, so now it's a hunger strike too, is it? You're not going to get to me. You're not going to... eat the banana!
King Julien: See, this is what happens when you question my kingly authority.
Mort: [hugs Julien's ankles] I question nothing!
King Julien: I question why you touch the feet!
The Skipper: Sounds like someone has a case of the prelaunch heebie-jeebies.
The Skipper: Scuff marks from a portly lemur. My guess, he stumbled backwards. But why?
Kowalski: Perhaps a localized seismic event of unknown origin, Skipper.
Private: Or maybe the camera's flash blinded him.
The Skipper: Sounds a little preposterous, Private. But just in case... Kowalski, run a temporarily blinded portly lemur scenario, pronto.
Kowalski: Stand right here, Rico.
[after some calculations, pushes Rico off the ledge; he bounces off the inflatable castle and lands on a trashcan]
Kowalski: That confirms our target fell into this waste receptacle.
The Skipper: El excelente! I know exactly what happened. Into the can, men.