Penguins!

Skipper: Kowalski, what did you say earlier?
Kowalski: Uh, “This stinks”?
Skipper: Before that.
Kowalski: “Mama I made boom boom”?
Skipper: Too far back.

King Julien: So, you have come to me for the romantical advice. To impress this girly monkey, you must knock her feet off! That is how I have gotten my many girlfriends.
Maurice: What girlfriends!?
King Julien: You don’t know them. They all live in Canada, but trust me when I tell you that they are made up …Eh, with lipsticks and powders and such. But you know, tastefully.
Maurice: Uh huh.
King Julien: Okay, my secret is two words, I am now about to say to you. Get ready. Wait! Those weren’t the two words. And those weren’t either. Or those…
Mason: Just tell us the two words!
King Julien: Okay… Roller disco!
King Julien: No one can resist the allure of the roller disco.

Private: Isn’t this a bit overly cautious?
Skipper: Even better! It’s full-blown paranoia!

Private: The whole world’s gone topsy-turvy.
Skipper: So it’s up to us to make turvy topsy again.
Private: I’m not sure that’s possible, Skipper.

King Julien: Apologizing is for the weak and wrong, which is why you should do it to me, because you are weak and wrong… and you dance badly. Okay, you can resume negotiating.

[about fourtune cookies]
Skipper: Okay! They were exceptional cookies. But that doesn’t prove anything.
Kowalski: Fortunes are mere superstitions.
King Julien: Yes, these stitions are super. That is why you must listen to them! This is a curse. Your friend has been given a misfortune cookie!
Private: A what?
King Julien: A misfortune cookie. It is like a regular fortune cookie, except it is filled with hate, and bile! …and sugar …and evil!
Private: Oh! That doesn’t sound good. Except for the sugar part.
King Julien: You need the sugar, or the bile will overwhelm the flavor.