(Jingle bells plays)

Dreamworks Animation SKG

The Madagascar Penguins in…

A Christmas Caper

Christmas Eve

1800 Hours

Penguin HQ

(Private's POV)

I looked thru the periscope which was disguised as a snowman to spy on the Christmas celebrations across the zoo. The Chimps were having a party with a fire and rootbeer. Alex, Marty, and Gloria had decorated melmen like a Christmas tree and plugged in the lights. I turned to Ted the polar bear who was all alone on Christmas. The camels were celebrating Hanukkah and the elephants were having a great time. But I found myself going back to Ted the polar bear who was alone and bored.

"He looks so sad," I said. "Rico, I want that tree up to muster," Skipper shouted. Rico pulled out his knives and went to work curving up an ice tree. "check," Skipper said, "Elsa! What's the status on the approved musical selection?" "Schedulled to begin now," Elsa said. The radio turned on and the approved musical selection began. "Excelente," Skipper said, "Right on track." "Skipper!" I said. "Making pudding at 1900 hours. Yule log to commence on my mark." "Engage!" Kowalski turned on the yule log, "Yule log engaged." "Checkamundo," I said. "Skipper!" I said. "Eggnog at 2100 hours. Writing our names in the snow at 2105!" "Skipper," Private said.

"What is it, Private?" Skipper replied. "Ted the polar bear is all alone this holiday, and he seems so sad," Private said, "Could we bring him a present to cheer him up?" "Kowalski!" Kowalski quickly did the math and said, "Negative," Kowalski replied, "we have five presents and there are five of us." "Don't worry private we can go and get him something," Elsa said. "Sorry, Private," Skipper said, "no can do." "but no one should be sad and alone on Christmas!" I said. "Exactly. So throw those troubles away and be merry," Skipper said as he walked away, "Pronto!" "But, Skipper," I said. "That's an order, mister," Skipper replied.

"All right, boys!" Skipper said. "Not all of us our boys!" Elsa shouted. "Stand by for eggnog!" "Aye aye, skipper," Kowalski said. "Eggnog!" Rico shouted. "Private you can use my secret stash to get Ted a present," Elsa whispered as she joined the others. "Private?" Skipper asked. "I'll pass," I replied. "Eggnog! Eggnog! Eggnog!" Rico shouted. I went over to Elsa secret money stash while Rico started to chug. "Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!" Skipper and Kowalski said. "Men," Elsa muttered. "Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" they shouted as I sneak out the exit hatch. "Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" "Hold on Rico," Skipper said as I made my exit, "That guy can really hold his nog!"

2110 hours

(Skipper's POV)
"2110 hours," I said, "Engage cranberries." Rico was busy playing Russian rollette on the table. "Rico!" I said. Rico stopped. "Not at the table," Elsa said. "Hold on a second," I said, "Somethings missing." "Cranberries, check. Eggnog, check," Kowalski said. "Give me a head count," I said. Kowalski pulled out the abacus and did the math, "We have four heads, sir!" "wha...Where's the private?" I said. "Well he's probably…" Elsa said only to get cut off by Kowalski, "Unknown, sir," He replied, "It would appear that he's missing." Kowalski showed me the back of the eggnog jug which showed Private on a missing poster. "he's not missing," elsa said, "he's…" "Missing? Hoover Dam!" I shouted throwing my santa hat to the ground.

"Wait there he is!" I said pointing to his bunk, "He just went to bed." I pulled the blanket off to reveal a bowling pin with a face drawn on it. "What the…!" I said grabbing the bowling pin and proceeding to interrogate it, "What have to done with Private? Talk, mister," I said. "Skipper, over here!' Kowalski said. "I'll deal with you later," I said before slapping the bowling pin across the face.

Kowalski was standing by the escape hatch. "Oh, no," Kowalski said, "He must be out there all by himself…" "He's one of us, men," I said, "You all know the penguin credo." "Never bathe in hot oil and Bisquick?" Kowalski said. "No," I said. "Leapord seals are nature's snakes?" Elsa said. "No!" I said. Rico said something in the language we collectively call riconese. "No, that's the walrus credo" I said, "it's Never swim alone." "Private's out there all by himself," I said, "And we never leave one of our own!" "Oh!" my comrades said. "now let's go!" "I'll stay behind in case private comes back." "Did you not just hear the Penguin Credo?" I said, "your coming with us!" "Fine!" Elsa said.

The Streets of New York

(Private's POV)

I turned the corner and walked past the Christmas Windows at Macy's until I found a cart filled with stuffed animals, decorations, and teddy bears. "Oh, that's perfect!" I said, "Just the thing for a sad polar bear." I then found myself looking at a small Christmas tree, "whoa!"

(Skipper's POV)

We lifted up a snowcovered manhole cover to check if the coast was clear. We then kicked it upwards and got onto the street. "Kowalski," I said noticing some footprints, "Analysis!" "Adrenaline, sweat and sardines. These tracks are fresh, sir," Kowalski said receiving a pat on the back. "he's close. I can feel it!" we looked around a blind corner while Kowalski pulled out a pair of special military binculors. Kowalski saw a cart with Private on it who was near an old lady. "What kind of cut-rate junk is this? It's lousy workmanship is what it is." "We may have a problem," Kowalski said as the old lady started to rip apart stuffed animals, "everywhere I look, junk. These are no good at all. Junk!"

The HUD read: Initializing penguin tracking system I/O... Successfully booted. Welcome to penguin threat interaction system. Acquired potential danger: Granny aka blue hair searching database for personal file. Done. Warning: Psychotic subject, behavior out of whack. Proximity to Private 30 ft and closing. Looking for similar subject matches to subject "Blue Hair" forIndexing database of known humanoid perpetrators for pattern match... done. Feeding Boolean matches to query engine: Psychotic & neurotic Nice & bluehi Full matches: None. Listing partial matches in that incripted [sic] super secret penguin code, ...

/amandafrancois/nicolas/guy/jacqueline/pierre/finarricangrace/carlosakydri/ alexadidem/davidarwra/pavel/sasha/joaquim/cheannelson/alex/duff/jasmine/cole/ carter&amya&emily/amanda/gary/ben&owen/

... Partial match ignored.. No user input. Flushing 5K memory. Attempting to access web for search on 'blue hair' through local coffee shop wi-fi network. Connecting... Connecting... Connection established. Booting 'flipper v0.001' web browser... Fatal error... Core dumped. System message to user: An unknown fatal error has occurred please reboot. Shutting down network services and switching to failsafe. "We need to get closer. 10:00 men," I said seeing some nuns, "Blend! Blend! Blend!"

We followed the nuns until we got to a closer position. I pulled out the binculors. "So this is where you're hiding all the good stuff," the old lady said as she grabbed private. The HUD contiuned to feed me information: warning: target "blue hair" has intercepted penguin "private", searching for alternate course of action. Submitting case id of penguin abduction to internal systems. potential danger for penguin imminent. recommend immediate course of action. abnormal penguin stretching detected. penguin "private" height to width ration decreased by 3. That cannot feel good! Hailing all other penguins within proximity for assistance. No reply. Potential danger for penguin… "He's in trouble!" I said. Rico hacked up some dynamite and said, "Ka-boom." "Stand down, soldier," Elsa said. "We're in observation mode," I said. Meanwhile the old lady was examining Private, "Now this is workmanship," She said, "Where's the gosh darn squeaker on this thing? It's got to have a squeaker" Private let a big one out with she mistaken for a squeaker. "Now," she said, "that's more like it."

"Hey, stupid," the old lady codename blue hair told the shopclerk, "I want this one." "Grand Coulee dam!" I said, "Private's been captured!" "Then let's do something about it!" Elsa shouted. "Taxi!" Blue hair said. "Not on my watch, blue hair. Kowalski!" I shouted. Kowalski slammed a trash can lid onto the street and Rico threw a treble hook at the cab blue hair just hopped into. The Cab sped ahead taking us along for the ride. "Hey! I'm walking here!" a bystander shouted. The Cab arrived at an apartment building and we flew off a snow bank. We were bounced off the garbabe can lid and we landed perfectly in formation and hid behind a snowman.

The Old Lady got out of the car, "I got a tip for you. Drop dead!" she shouted as she slammed the Taxi door shut. "Good evening, ma'am," the doorman said, "Merry Christmas to you." "Buzz off!" She replied before punching the man. What a Grinch. "Skipper, how are we gonna get inside?" Kowalski said. "Ka-boom. Ka-boom!" Rico said lighting a stick of dynamite. However the snowman gave me an idea, "I got a better idea," I said as I defused the dynamite.

As the old lady entered the apartment building the doorman recovered. "Oy. Oh, that's gonna hurt." In our snowman disguise we walked up to the door. He looked at us confusing until we showed him a 20 dollar bill. The Doorman opened the door and took the money, "Very generous, sir. You have a merry Christmas." I tipped the tophat on top of the snowman as we entered the building.

The snowman instantly started to melt once inside. "Hold that elevator!" I shouted as our target entered the elevator. "Skipper!" Private shouted. "Private!" I shouted as I popped out of the snowman, "Step on it, Kowalski!" The old lady hit the button for the top floor as we sped up. The doors slid shut and we slammed into them and everything went dark. We popped out of the snow and watched as the arrow moved to floor 13. I crossed my flippers as I thought of a new plan. Suddenly Rico tapped me on the shoulder and we turned to see a mail chute. "What comes down, must go up," I said. "Skipper!" Elsa shouted pointing to a vacumm that was sticking out of a supply closet. "All right, men. Commence Operation Special Delivery!"

Kowalski plugged in the vacumm and Rico flipped it into reverse. We put stamps on our chests and rico helped us jump into the vacumm. Rico backflipped into the vacumm once he catapulted us into the device. We then flew up the chute and exited on the top floor. We expertly bounced off the walls and landed in formation in the hallway. The door to the old lady's apartment slammed shut leaving us stuck outside. "Shitake mushrooms!" I shouted, "No more Mr. Cute and Cuddly." Rico once again pulled out the dynamite and a lit match, "Kaboom! Kaboom! Kaboom! Ah!" "Enough with the dynamite already," I replied. Elsa and Kowalski glared at him and I just shook my head.

meanwhile…

(Private's POV)

"Why does Christmas have to be every year?" The Old lady said as she wrapped me up with ribbon and a bow. She took the scissors to cut the ribbon while saying, "What a pain in the…eh…The tape, it's so sticky." "There we go," she said as she put a gifttag on my chest that read "To: Mr. Chew From: Mommy" "Oh," she said as she picked me up, "you make such a nice Christmas present for my Mr. Chew."

The dog barked and then followed her to the fireplace, "Oh, now, Mr. Chew. You have to wait until morning to open your present," She said as she stuck me in a stocking. "Yes, you do," She said petting Mr. Chew on the head, "Who is Mommy's big boy? Who is he?" As soon as the old lady left the true nature of Mr. Chew was revealed. He growled at me while giving me a crazy look with his eyes. He then grabbed a Alex doll and ripped it to shreds. The detached head of the doll laid on the ground a preview of what he would do to me. He then jumped and bit the bottom of the stocking.

"Nice doggy. Good doggy," I said, "Now, good boy. Down. Don't eat me. No. Good boy. Leave me alone! Don't eat me. AHhh!" Suddenly Skipper, Kowalski, Rico, and Elsa swung in on a line and bursted thru the window. They landed on a table in battle stance. "Santa Claus has come to town," Skipper said. "Oh, skipper," I said. The dog pulled down as it jumped to the ground sending me flying across the apartment screaming.

(Skipper's POV)

Private flew to the Christmas tree and got caught on the Star treetopper. "Help me, guys!" Private said. "This is a real predicatement private," elsa muttered. "Kowalski! Elsa! Secure the private," I shouted. "I'm on it," Kowalski said with a salute. Suddenly the dog appeared at the base of the table and started barking. "Quadruped, canine, 2:00!" "We'll need some cover fire," Kowalski said. "You think?" Elsa said. "Rico!" I shouted.

Rico kicked up a bowl of candy and shallowed all the peppermints. We knocked over the table for cover and I jumped out holding rico. I cocked his flipper like a gun and the peppermints started to fly out of Rico's mouth in rapid succession. "Kowalski. Elsa. Status!" I shouted. "We're almost there, Skipper" Elsa said as they climb up the tree. Suddenly we ran out of ammo and the dog took that change to charge us. I flung Rico into the tree and then jumped up after him rico as the dog jumped. The dog had managed to grab a string of lights the started to pulled dragging the top of the tree downward while the tree bent.

Rico started to pull decorations off the tree, "Let him have it, rico!" I said. Rico started to throw decorations at the dog to try and slow it's attack. The dog does eventually release causing the tree to quickly return to it's upright position. However it did it with so much force Private went flying out of the tape that held him and across the room. The announcer of the game the old lady was watching mirrored everything that was going on. "Ryan gets a chance…" Private flew into the kitchen knocking some food stuff in the process. "…oh! What a hit! Ryan is down!" When we got visual on private again he had he head stuck in a frozen turkey. "Holy Butterball!" I shouted.

The dog charged at Private not that he was even more tempting. "There's a loose ball on the field," the sports announcer on the Tv said. "No don't eat me!" Private shouted. "Kowalski, give me options," I said as Private ran around with the dog on his tail. Kowalski drew up a plan and showed it to me, "Skipper." "Excelente. Engage Operation Stocking Stuffer!" I said grabbing a candy cane. I jumped with the cane and used some hanging garland as a zipline. I whistled to get the dog's attention away from Private. Holding the cane above me head with one flipper and tensing the dog with the other I got into battle stance. I dog charged but I jumped at the right moment. While in the air I licked the candy cane and then stuck it to the dog's back.

Rico and Kowalski held two ends of a ribbon and then held it tight as the dog approached. The dog flew on to the Christmas tree which bent down and stopped inching from blue hair's head. "Jensen in the end zone, all by himself!" The Christmas tree flung back sending the dog flying, "Ryan drops back and fires a Hail Mary downfield!" The dog slammed into a picture, "Oh, he scores! Take me home, what a play!" The dog landed on the stocking with his name on it. "High five. Low fie. Down low. Too slow! I think our work here is done."

I stopped us when I noticed that Rico had left the group. Rico was on the back of the old lady's recliner holding an anvil over her head. "Rico." I said moving my flippers hypnotically, "She didn't see anything." Rico dropped the anvil as the game ended, "That's the game, ladies and gentlemen." I then decided to cheer the penguin up, "Let's blow this popsicle stand, boys!" I said. Rico got an excited look on his face as he asked, "Ka-boom?" "Yes, Rico. Ka-boom," I replied. There was a loud explosion as we blew the door off the place. Actually we blew the wall off the place and then the door fell over. "Come on, boys," I said as we slid off. Behind us we could here Blue hair yell, "Eek! What is all this! Mr. Chew, this is all your fault! Bad dog. You are on a big timeout."

Central Park Zoo Gate

(Private's POV)

We arrived back at the entrance to the Zoo. "Thanks for rescuing me, Skipper," I said. "Think nothing of it, young Private," Skipper replied, "It's the least we could do. You remember the penguin credo." Huh? "What does deep-frying in Bisquick have to do with any of this?" "Not that one. The other one. Never swim alone. ALONE! On Christmas. Don't you get it? Come on, people, do I have to explain this to everybody?" Elsa opened her mouth to answer, "I don't want to here it!" Skipper said. I suddenly remembered the thing that started this adventure, "Poor Ted," I said, "He's all alone on Christmas with no one to swim with." Skipper took me by the shoulder, "It's not to late, young Private. I've got a new plan to fit him in."

Penguin HQ

(Skipper's POV)

"Fa la la la la la la la!" "You guys. Seriously, this is the best Christmas I've ever had." "Well, there it is then," I said, "Merry Christmas for everyone." Suddenly the door bell rang, "What the…" I said. "Who could that be?" Elsa said. "Oh," Ted said, "I hope you don't mind. I invited a few friends over." "What!" I said.

Penguin Habitat

"Jingle Bells," everyone sang, "monkey smells Melmen laid an egg Marty thinks that Alex stinks and the camels say Oy Vey!"

Jingle Bells Play

Cast

Skipper: Tom McGrath

Elsa: Idina Menzel

Kowalski: Chris Miller

Private: Christopher Knights

Rico: John DiMaggio

Old Lady: Elisa Gabrielii

Ted the Polar Bear: Bill Fagerbakke

Doorman, TV Announcer: Sean Bishop

Mr. Chew: Himself

Additional Voices

Mitch Carter

Rif Hutton

Richard Miro

Holly Dorif

Hope Hevy

Lynnanne Zager