马达加斯加之圣诞特别篇英语字幕.doc

Alex: Goodbyes can be bittersweet. It seems like only 306 days ago; we were snatched from our beloved Central Park Zoo and dumped here in rustic Madagascar. But now that were leaving, seeing you all here, it reminds us just how many friends weve made.Mort: Thats the greatest speech Ive ever!Marty: Looks like the kid cant hold his sea water.Gloria: Well, at least he showed up.Marty: I dont get it. Its not like Julian to miss a party.Mailman: May be for some people, saying a goodbye is really hard.Alex: Yeah, well, send him a postcard cause the winds right on schedule. All right. Lets do this.Marty: Can I have your attention? The redeye to New York is about to board.Gloria: Were going home for Christmas.Alex: Sandbags.Gloria: Check!Alex: Ropes!Gloria: Check!Alex: Snacks!Marty: Check!Alex: Its working!Gloria: We did it!Marty: It may be not be pretty, but we headed to the city! Candied yams from Sylvias Thats what I want for Christmas.Gloria: I cant wait to get back to my hippo pool and that sweet smell of chlorine.Mailman: And I cant wait to see Dr. Manish, greatest chiropractor ever.Alex: Me? I just wane see the snow falling down on my beautiful city. New York, here we come! Ah! What the？Oh, no, no! No! This isnt happening!Julian: Get off me! Get off me!Mailman: Guys, did you hear something? Cannibals!Julian: Cannibals! Where?!Marty: Julian! Julian: Its just the freaks. Maurice, I thought they left already. I hope were still charging them rent. Mort, stop drumming already!Mort: Sorry.Julian: False alarm, everyone! Back into hiding. It was just a cruel hoax.Alex: Hoax?! What kind of sick joke is this, huh?!Maurice: Sorry. We thought you were the Marauding Red Night Goblin.Alex: The Marauding RedWhat-nin?Julian: MauriceEvery year, on the 24th of julianauaryAlex: Julianaury?Maurice: Its a festive holiday, named after his majesty. Julian: It starts with a red glow. Then the air fills with the goblins horrible, mocking laughter. Then it pelts us with hundreds of black rocks! (Red Night Goblin! The Red Night Goblins coming!)I get it. Its picking on the King Day. Very funny. You can stop now, Mort. I know its you back there. The Red Goblin!Alex: he is real.Marty: whats happening?Julian: Here, Julian. Hide the women and precious metal! Load the shooting thingy! Fire at the Goblin. Lemurs down! You, you, take their places. Thats it! I surrender.Mailman: Were gonna die.Gloria: Alex, do something!Alex: All right, all right! All right. Youre going down, Red Night Marauding Goblin Guy!Julian: I did it, everybody! I did it. Everyone, after the Goblin. Dont let him get away!Marty: Candy canes?Gloria: Presents?Mailman: These rocks taste like coal.Marty: hang on a minute. Alex, I think you just shot downJulian: whos laughing now, Red Night Goblin? I am. Thats who.Alex: I shot down Santa.Marty: You on the naughty list for sure, now.Julian: Is it safe?Santa: Is what safe?Julian: Are there more of you? How many? Tell me, are you a robot? Maybe you have an army hidden inside of you. Talk to me, robot army. I am talking to you!Santa: That tickles.Julian: Look, everybody! It shakes like a bowl full of jelly！Maurice: Hey, this is fun!Gloria: Stop it, Julian! Thats Santa Claus! No wonder he throws coal at you.Julian: Santa who?Marty: Santa! Santa, you OK? I cant believe Im talking to Santa Claus.Mailman: I know.Santa: Wait. Whos Santa?Gloria: What do you mean, “Who is Santa”? If youre not Santa, who are you?Santa: My name isI cant remember.Julian: Look, hes got another hat on.Gloria: He must have hit his head in the crash. Maybe hes got amnesia.Alex: Oh, this is bad. This isthis is bad! Ive ruined Christmas for everybody. Ive ruined Christmas for, like, the whole world! UnlessGloria: Unless?Alex: Team huddle. This could work out great for everybody.Mailman: Santas head wound?Alex: No, not his head wound. Heres the plan: we find the sleigh, help Santa deliver the toys. Then on the way home, the drops us off in New York! Its perfect! What do you guys think?Marty: Im in.Mailman: OKAlex: Lets go find that sleigh.Gloria: They are just adorable! Alex, go talk to them. Go, go go, go, go.Alex: Hello, there, little reindeer. you guys up for a little road trip? What do you say?Skipper: Back away! You dont know who youre dealing with.Alex: Hey, no need to get psycho. Theyre just Santas little(We meet again, South Polers.)Skipper: North polers.Alex: OK, you guys know each other？Skipper: Its a cold war that dates back centuries. You see, Santa used to be based in the South Pole.(This again? Santa chose North Pole, fair and square.)Kuwaseki: Please. They bribed him with candy canes and cheap elf labor.(Thats it Let go!)Skipper: On my command, kick him in the bells. Wait, wheres Private?Private：Youre the most beautiful deer Ive ever seen.(Thats the sweetest thing any penguin has ever said to me.)Skipper: Shake it off, Private! That North poler might look like a tall drink of water. But shell spit you out like a cup of bad eggnog.Alex: Guys, guys. Come on, its Christmas. You know, the season of giving. So, what do you say? Can you give us a ride?(Son of the gun. Were only allowed to take orders from Santa. Why dont you ask your South Pole comrades to help? WooI forget. They cant fly. Haha. Merry Christmas down there, stuck on the land.) (Merry Christmas. Cupid.)Alex: Great. There goes our lift home.Skipper: Well fly it.Gloria: youre a penguin.Mailman: And those reindeer have like magical powers.Skipper: Thats exactly what they want you to believe. Private, giveem a little demo. The only thing magical about those North Polers is that tank of sparkly stuff. Now, go find Big Red and well get this baby airborne.Julian: Fat man, behold the beauty of a traditional Julianuary carol, honoring. me.(I like to. )Julian:Very nice.(You like to.)Julian: All together.(We like to.Move it! I like to move it, move it)Marty: Santa?Santa: Im physically fit, physically fit Physically, physically, physically fit. Incoming!Gloria: Arighty, Santa. Time to big, big buddy.Santa: I dont wanna go! I just wanna shake my booty!Alex: Santa, buddy. You gotta stop dancing. Santa!Santa: Ill never go!Gloria: What are we gonna do now? Alex: Its not gonna be Christmas Eve, for much longer. So either we go without Santa or the world goes without Christmas. Marty: Thats right! You made this mess. Now, we gotta clean it up. Yo, Skipper! Sparkle time!Skipper: All right, boys. Tighten your harnesses and think happy thoughts.Private: Viva Las Vegas!Julian: And everyone wept tears of joy for the miracle that was Baby Julian. You see, fat man, Julianuary is about the joy of giving.To me! Now, bring me the presents!(Merry Julianuary.)Julian: You remembered! Next one, please. Move it along.Maurice: Thank you, on behalf of His Majesty and merry Julianuary. Thank you, on behalf of His Majesty and merry Julianuary.(How did you do that?)Santa: Beats me.Mort: Could you make one for me?Santa: Merry Julianuary.(I want one. Me too.)Maurice: Next.Julian: Wheres my presents? Whats going on over there?(Merry Julianuary! Merry Julianuary. Merry Julianuary! Merry Julianuary.)Julian: Oh, no, no, no! Stop! Whats so special about Julianuary if everyone gets to have something? You! I took you in as my guest and now, youve ruined Julianuary! From this moment forth, all your presents are my presents!Marty: Lady and gentlemen, we are about to arrive at our first destination. Canada is straight ahead.Skipper: OK, boys, lets take her down. Flaps up. Beaks down. Stay on target. Stay on target!Gloria: What kind of landing was that?Skipper: Any landing you can walk away from is a good landing.Alex: This is stupid, Marty. Cant we just use the front door?Marty: Come on. How hard can it be? Melman, youre up!Maurice: But Im claustrophobic. Marty: Yeah? Now, you can be Santa Claustrophobic. Now, dive, fool, dive, dive, dive!Mailman: Easy.Guys? Im stuck!Alex: Hang in there, Mailman! Im coming!Gloria: Mailman, Im right here!Mailman: Im burning!Gloria: Youre not burning!Mailman: Help! Thank you. Dont leave me!Marty: Alex, you still have the present!Skipper: Dash away, boys. Dash away!Alex: What.? No, wait! - Hang on!Gloria: I got you, Mailman!Skipper: Way to drop the ball, you hippie freak.Alex: Me? Mailman lost it in the chimney.Marty: Calm down. Its a small town, theres only a couple more houses. Lets not freak out. Mailman: Oh, yeah? Can we freak out now?!Alex: OK, heres the plan. We head to the nearest post office and we just dump the gifts.Gloria: Thats a plan.Marty: I need stamps, anyway.Alex: Skipper, get us to the nearest post office In New York.Skipper: Well, looks like our coffee break.( Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Youre Santas helpers! This is amazing! Youre hairier than I thought.But amazing! OK, calm down, Abby. Breathe. Namaste. Namaste. Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!Oh Merry Christmas! Oh, my gosh! I almost forgot! I made you cookies. This is the best Christmas ever. Dont tell Santa I was up. Really. OK, Im going to bed now. I cant go to sleep. No way I can go to sleep. I just met Santas helpers! I think I broke my collarbone. No! Its OK. Going to bed now. Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!Alex: New plan. Were not going to the post office anymore. Were Santas hairy helpers. And we dont rest until every one of these gifts gets delivered.Alex: Skipper, progress report.Skipper: Only 152 cities left to go.Private: Skipper, look!Alex: New York!Marty: Its still here!Gloria: Its still beautiful!Marty: And its still gonna be here, when were done! All right, New York, lets do this!Julian: On the 88th day of Julianuary, my true love sent to me, a great, big present for me, Oh, Amelia. Did you ever feel like youre just wasting away? This is the worst Julianuary ever.Santa: King Julien? Julian: Hello. Havent you heard of knocking? I could have been naked in here. Santa: Im sorry if I ruined your Julianuary.Julian: I dont understand. I have all the presents. Why do I feel so empty inside? Santa: I dont know. But back there, when we were all giving presents to each other, it was pretty good. Hey! Why dont you give one to your girlfriend Amelia over there. I bet shed like it. Julian: No, shes not my girlfriend. I dont want to. OK, fine, Ill do it! Keep your chubby hands off. Here, Amelia. Merry Julianuary. Look at the smile on Amelia. Making her feel good makes me feel good. Kind of warm and tingly on the inside. Like pinworms! Come, fat man! We must share with the world what I have discovered!Marty: We did it. Every single present delivered and accounted for. Goodbye, empty bags. Hello, New.No! Theres still a few left in this one!Alex: No. No! No more! I cant take it. Ill throw it in the river. Itll be like we never saw them.Gloria: Give me that. Wait, theyre. theyre for us.Marty: What? Gloria: Mailman. Marty: Really? Gloria: Marty. Marty: Get out of here. Gloria: Alex! And me!Marty: No way! Candied yams from Sylvias! And theyre still hot! Theyre still hot.Gloria: An inflatable hippo pool? And chlorine?! Oh, yeah. Thats the stuff.Mailman: Dr. Maheshs neck massager!Marty: Whatd you get, Alex? Alex: Snow falling down on my beautiful city. How did he know?27400:17:28,561 - 00:17:32,395Thats why Santas Santa. The big mans got some talent.Alex: We cant leave him back there dancing around with that bump on his head. We gotta go back and help him. Skipper: The good news is theres enough sparkly stuff to get us back to Madagascar.Alex: Is there bad news?Skipper: Only enough to get to Madagascar.Kuwasuki: Put it back!Marty: So its Madagascar or. home?Skipper: There she is. fellas!Alex: Maybe next Christmas, New York. Skipper, full speed ahead!(This is the life.)Julian: It says, To Mort. Happy Julianuary. Love, King Julian.Mort: A coconut! Thank you, King Julian!Skipper: OK, boys, lets take her down.Kuwasuki: We just lost one of our engines!Mailman: I thought you said there was enough sparkly stuff to get us there!Skipper: I did. Mailman: Then what happened?Skipper: I was wrong!(Red Night Goblin! The Red Night Goblins coming!)(Come on, Private. Think happy thoughts. Happy thoughts.)Julian: The Red Night Goblins attacking again!Private: Brace for impact!Alex: Oh, no. Hes alive!Santa: Where am I? The children. The presents!Gloria: He got his memory back.(Terrible crisis, Santa! The South Polers stole sleigh for joyride! Now, Christmas is ruined!)Santa: What?!Skipper: Thats an outright Christmas lie with all the trimmings.Mailman: Yeah, Christmas isnt ruined. We delivered everything.(Its 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.)Santa: So you really delivered all the gifts?