Skipper: Kowalski, intelligence.
Kowalski: Above average, but I don't like to brag... Oh, right. The map. Here.
Skipper: Dr. Blowhole!
Dr. Blowhole: Well, peng-you-ins.
Skipper: Well, well. It's been a long time.
Dr. Blowhole: Well, well, well. Too long.
Skipper: Well, well, well, well...
Dr. Blowhole: Enough!
King Julien: I too can be a spy. I have been spying on you this whole time. I would have a fancy spy car that shoots things out of the headlights - No, foglights! They would never expect it.
Skipper: Kowalski, run a trace.
Kowalski: [Tastes robot Julien] Sea salt, rollercoaster grease and all-beef franks.
Skipper: Coney Island.
Private: Subway convenient, at least.
Skipper: No. They'd be expecting that.
Mort: The king's feet! The king's feet must be saved!
Maurice: Calm down, Mort. The penguins are on the case.
Mort: Bah! The king's feet need *me*!
Dr. Blowhole: Ever since my humiliation in the Ring of Fire, I have sworn revenge on the humans. It made me bitter.
Private: Did he say bitter or better?
Skipper: I'm not sure. It's hard to tell with all the echo in here.
Kowalski: That would be the high ceilings.
Dr. Blowhole: You have foiled my revenge. For that, I swear... revenge!
Skipper: Wait, are we talking a whole new revenge here?
Dr. Blowhole: Yes! Revenge on you, revenge on the humans... I have a whole bunch of revenges piled up, and it's not pretty!
King Julien: I just saved the world and had the adventure of a lifetime, and no one will ever know about it.
Skipper: Welcome to my world. That makes you an honorary penguin.
King Julien: Oh, does this mean I'm your BFF?
Skipper: Uh, let's keep that code on the QT.
Mort: Yay! King Julien is a Buffalo firefighter!