English Drama Script-Madagascar

Last night's dramatic incident in Grand Central is an example of what animal rights wackos (nuts) have been shouting for years: Animals clearly don't belong in captivity. They are to be sent back to their natural habitat, where they will live their lives in the freedom they desire.

[Sea Wave Sound]
- Oh my head! (bumps his head on the top of his crate)
What the-- I'm in a box!
Oh no! Not the box!
Oh no, they can't transfer ME! NOT ME!
I can't breathe, can't breathe! Darkness creeping in.
I can't breathe. Walls closing in around me! So alone. So alone---
- Alex! Alex are you there?
- Marty?
- Yeah! Talk to me, buddy.
- Oh, Marty! You're here!
- What's going on? You OK?
- This doesn't look good.
- Alex, Marty, is that you?
- Gloria! I am loving the sound of your voice.
- What is going on?
- We're all in crates.
- Oh, no!
- Aww… Sleeping just knocks me out.
- Melman! Is that Melman?
- Are you OK?
- Yeah. No, I'm fine.
I often doze off while I'm getting an MRI.
- Melman, you're not getting an MRI.
- CAT scan?
- No CAT scan. It's a transfer.
It's a zoo transfer.
- Zoo transfer?! Oh, no.
No, no, I can't be transferred.
I have an appointment with Dr. Goldberg at 5.00.
There are prescriptions that have to be filled.
No other zoo could afford my medical care.
And I am not going HMO.
- Take it easy, Melman.
It's going to be OK.
- We are going to be okay.
- No, we're not going to be okay.
Now, because of you, we're ruined!
- Excuse me?
I fail to see how this is my fault.
- Alex, you're kidding, right? Marty? (Asking Alex then turn to Marty)
- You. You ticked off the people.
You bit the hand, Marty. You bit the hand.
"I don't know who I am. I got to go find myself in the wild." (Acting Marty’s Behavior)
- Oh, please.
I did not ask you to come after me, did I?
- He does have a point. (Pointing Alex)
I did say we should stay at the zoo, but you guys...
- Melman, just shut it.
You suggested this idea to him in the first place.
- Leave Melman out of this.
- Thank you, Gloria.
Besides, it's not my fault we were transferred.
- Melman, shut it.
Does anybody feel nauseous?
- I feel nauseous. (Fainted out after saying this)
- Melman, you always feel nauseous.

[Looking at the shipping label on their crate]
Skipper the Penguin: Kowalski. What does it say?
Kowalski the Penguin: Progress report. I can't make it out, Skipper - it's an older code.
Skipper the Penguin: Not good enough.
[Looking over at Mason the Chimpanzee]
Skipper the Penguin: You! Higher mammal. Can you read?
Mason the Chimpanzee: No, but Phil can. Phil?
[Phil the Chimpanzee begins motioning with his hands, which Mason interprets]
Mason the Chimpanzee: Ship to... Kenya Wildlife Preserve... Africa.
Skipper the Penguin: Africa! That ain't gonna fly! Rico!
[Rico begins coughing and spits up a paper clip, with which he picks the lock on the crate. The penguins then escape and take over the ship]

[News Report Regarding the Missing Ship]

- I was the star in the greatest city on Earth.
- Guys, listen.
- A king. Loved by my people.
- Let's be civil.
- And you've ruined everything!
- "Loved"?
If the people loved you, it's only because they didn't know the real you!
- Don't make me come up there.
- I thought I knew the real you.
- Your black-and-white stripes, they cancel each other out. You're nothing!
- Stop it, stop it, stop it!
You’re not helping the situation. I'll whack both of you all.
Let's get this tin can turned around.
[They fell down from the ship to the sea]
Guys?
Oh, no.
Gloria!
Melman!
Marty!
Alex!
Marty?!
Alex… (Marty is going away from them)
Marty!
No, wait. Come back, Marty! Don't go.
Marty?
Melman?
Gloria?
Marty?!
Melman?!
Gloria?!
Marty!
Melman! Gloria! (Alex arrived on the beach and open the box by himself)
- Hey, anyone! Hello!
Marty, Melman, Gloria.
Gloria, Melman, Marty.
Marty, Gelman, Gloria. Marty, Melman.
Morty, Morty, Gelman. Regis. Kelly.
Matt, Katie, Al.
- Get me out of this thing.
Somebody. Hello?
Get me out of this thing right now!
Hello? Somebody?
- Melman!
- Alex? Is that you?
- Melman, I got you. Hang on!
Hang on. I got you.
Melman! I got you, buddy.
- Wait a sec, Melman.
Wait right there.
- What are you doing?
- I'm getting you out of the box.
- Relax.
- Alex?
Giraffe, corner pocket!
Here goes nothing!
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Hold still!
- Wait, Alex.
- Hold still.
- No, come on.
- Here I come!
Look! Look! Look! Look!
It's Gloria. It's Gloria!
Oh, hey, it is Gloria.
Oh, my...
Gloria!
Gloria!
- Alrighty, boys, fun's over.
Gloria!
- Alex!
Marty?!
- Marty!
Yeah! All right! That's right!
Left! Left! Left. No, no, your left! Your left! Your left!
Right here's good.
I don't have anything on me.
I'll have to get you later.
To you too.

(Marty and Alex seem overjoyed to be reunited. They are running towards each other on the beach in slow motion with arms outstretched and Chariots of Fire playing. Their voices are slow and toned to a low key)
Alex: Marty!
Marty: Alex!
Alex: Marty!
Marty: Alex!
Alex: [angrily] Marty!
Marty: [confused] Alex?
Alex: MARTY!
Marty: [turns to run] Oh sugar, honey, ice tea! Hold up!
- I'm going to kill you! Come here! Don't run away from me! (Chasing Marty)
- Calm down!
- If you keep running, I'm going to just kill you more!
- Oh, look at us.
We're all here together. Safe and sound.
- Yeah, here we are.
- Where exactly is "here"?
- San Diego.
- San Diego? (Stop and asking to gloria)
- White sandy beaches, cleverly simulated natural environment, wide-open enclosures.
I'm telling you, this could be the San Diego Zoo.
Complete with fake rocks.
- Wow, that looks real.
- San Diego? What could be worse than San Diego?
- I don't know.
- This place is crackalacking!
- Oh, I could hang here. I could hang here.
- I'll kill you!
- Take it easy!
- Strangle you!
- Calm down.
Then bury you, dig you up, clone you and kill your clones.
- 20-second timeout.
- I'll never talk to you again.
- Now, look. We're just going to find the people, get checked in and have this mess straightened out.
- Oh, great.
This is just great. San Diego.
- Now I'll have to compete with Shamu and his smug little grin.
- I can't top that. Can't top it.
- I'm ruined! I'm done.
I'm out of the business.
- It's your fault, Marty!
You've ruined me.
- Come on, Alex.
Do you honestly think
I intended all of this to happen?
You want me to say that I'm sorry?
Is that what you want?
OK, I'm...
- Shhhh.
- He just shushed me.
- Marty, you've got to be just a little bit more und...
- Shhhh…
- Don't you shush me.
- Do you hear that? Don't you hear that?
- I hear it.
- Where there's music, there's people.
- Go to the head honcho. (Point at one place and go)
- A sidewalk would be nice.
- Yeah, what a dump.
- They should call it the San Di-lame-o Zoo.
First they tell you, "We got this great open plan thing. Let animals run wild."
Next thing, flowers in your hair, everybody's hugging everybody.
This place kind of grows on you.
- This way, guys! Come on!
- What the?
- Oh, no!
- OK, let's make a good impression on the people.
- Smiles, everyone.
Let's get it together.
- Is that the best you can do?
- Oh, I'm not smiling. It's gas.
- Well, great. Let's make gas look good.
- Wow!
- It's not people. It's animals!

[electronic Voice]:
‘‘Madagascar animals. Dude. This is like a Puffy party’’

[I like to move it.mp3]
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
- Ya like to
- Move it
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
I like to move it, move it
- Ya like to
- Move it
I like to move it, move it
You like to move it, move it
She like to move it, move it
- He like to
- Move it

The second day morning after they welcomed by the animals and left by them.

- Help!
- What are you doing?!
- I'm swimming back to New York.
I know my chances are slim, but I have to try!
- You can't swim!
- I said my chances are slim!
- You aren’t slim!
- I SAID MY CHANCE ARE SLIM!!!
- Look. There must be a mistake. As soon as the people realize what happened, they'll come looking for us, right?
- Yeah, right.
- But we're born free
- You know something?
I bet they're already on their way.
- Well, since I'm doomed to die on this forsaken island, (Offical Speech)
I, Melman Mankiewicz, being of sound mind and unsound body, have divided my estate equally among the three of you. Sorry, Alex.
- Hey! A latrine. Nice work, Melman. Outdoor plumbing.
- No, it's not a latrine.
- It's a grave. You sent Melman to his grave. Are you happy? (Yelling at Marty)
- Aw, come on. This isn't the end.
This is a whole new beginning.
This could be the best that's happened.
- No. No. No. No.
No. No. No. No. No. No. This is not the best thing that's happened to us.
You abused the power of the birthday wish and brought bad luck on all of us.
Why'd you tell your wish?
You're not supposed to.
- I didn't want to tell you. Remember?
You guys made me tell you.
- Oh, OK.
- Besides, this isn't bad luck.
This is good luck.
Look around. There's no fences, no schedules.
This place is beautiful.
Baby, we were born... (Couldn’t finish)
- OK. OK. I've had enough of this.
This is your side of the island, and this is our side of the island.
That is the bad side, This is the good side for those who love New York and care about going home.
- Come on.
- No, no. Back! Back!
- You know what? This isn't good.
OK! You all have your side, and I'll have mine.
And if you need me, I'll be over here, on the fun side of the island, having a good old time.
- This is the fun side, where we'll have a great time surviving until we go home.
- Now what do we do?
- Don't worry. I have a plan to get us rescued.

(Alex, Gloria & Melman is making Lady Liberty.)

- Can't wait to see the look on Marty's face when he sees this. Just look at him. He's helpless without us.
- I defy any rescue boat within a million miles to miss this baby.
When the moment is right, we will ignite the beacon of liberty and be rescued from this awful nightmare!
What do you think? Pretty cool, huh?
- How's the liberty fire going, Melman?
- Great. Idiot.
- I heard that.
- Why can't we just borrow some of Marty's fire?
- That's wild fire. We're not using wild fire on Lady Liberty.
- Now, rub, Melman.
- I've been doing...
I can't. I can't.
I can't do it. I ju... I can't do it!
(Fire came out suddenly)
Fire.
Fire.
Fire! Fire!
Oh, my...
Fire!
- Not yet! No, no! No!
Fire!
- Melman, hold still!
Jump! Alex, jump!
Don't worry, cats always land on their...
(Alex jump & landing on his face)
Face? Man, what kind of cat are you?
- You maniac!
You burned it up!
Darn you! Darn you all to heck!
- Can we go to the fun side now? (Asking with an innocent look)

(Marty built a camp at the second night.)

- Now, who would like a cookie?
Yo, Aye. Melman and Gloria are over there having a good time.
There's room on the fun side for one more.
- No, thanks.
- Look, I've been thinking.
Maybe if you gave this place a chance,
I don't know, you might even enjoy yourself.
- Marty, I'm tired. I'm hungry.
I just want to go home.
- Could you just give it a chance?
Think about it. It really isn't the fun side without you.
(Alex finally came to the other fun side at the end.)
-Welcome to Casa del Wild. Take a load off.
- Alex!
- Hmm… Very impressive. (Saying while looking around the place)
- Hey, have a drink. It's on the house.
This is sea water. You don't swallow it. It's just temporary till the plumbing's done.
- Hey, you all look hungry.
How would you like some of nature's goodness?
- You have food?
- The Fun Side Special, coming up.
Seaweed on a stick.
- Seaweed?
- On a stick.
- Don't love it till you try it.
- Oh… That's unbelievable. (Chewing the seaweed)
- So good.
- Well, thanks.
- It does kind of hit the spot, doesn't it?
- Well, maybe it could use a little lemon.
- No, it's great. It's really great.
Doesn't get any better than this.
- Oh, but it does. Check this out. (Squeeze some lemon)
- Wow. Would you look at that? (Suddenly pointing at the sky excitingly)
It's like billions and billions of helicopters!
- It's a shooting star.
- Make a wish. Quick!
- Ooh! How about a thick, juicy steak?
- You know what, Alex?
I promise you I'm going to find you a steak tomorrow even if it kills me.
- Thanks, Marty.
It is getting late.
I guess I'm going to... **Yawning**
I think I'm going to hit the sack.
Sweet dreams, everyone.
- Alex, what are you doing?
- 27, 28, 29, 30…and only 29 white. (Counting the stripes on Marty)
Looks like you're black with white stripes after all.
Dilemma solved. Good night.

After they live at there for about 3 month, they (summary for the rest of the story)…

- So, what's for lunch?
- Close those eyes.
- Why do I have to?
- Do it.
- They're closed.
- Tighter.
- Yes, sir.
- No peeking.
- They're closed.
- Rico.
- Hai.
- Open that hatch.
- Fire in the hole. Now chew.
- Chew like you mean it.
- Savor it.
- And?
- Well? Pretty good, right?
There's always Plan B.
This is better than steak.
- I love it. I love it! The kitty loves the fishy.
- Well, I propose a toast.
Now, he may be a pain in the butt at times...
And trust me, I know.
But this cat proved to me without a doubt that his heart is bigger than his stomach.
- To Alex.
- To Alex.

- Enough! Stop it!
What do you think?
Should we head back to New York?
- I don't know. I mean, this is your dream.
- You sure you want to leave?
- I don't care where we are.
As long as we're together, it doesn't matter to me.
- Well, in that case...
Yo. Rico. I'll take 300 orders to go.
- Hai.
- But before you leave,
I have an announcement to make.
So shut up, everyone, please. Thank you.
After much deep and profound brain things inside my head,
I have decided to thank you for bringing peace to our home.
And to make you feel good, I'm going to give you this lovely parting gift.
(Taking down his crown)
- No, I couldn't. Really, I can't take your crown.
- That's OK, I've got a bigger crown!
It's got a gecko (lizard) on it.
Look at him shake. Go, Stevie, go!
- Bye, fuzzbuckets! Thanks for everything!
- So long!
- Bye-bye, now.
- Arrivederci.
- Bye-bye.
- Toodle-oo!
- See you later, big kitty.
- Maurice, my arm is tired. Wave it for me.
(Maurice begins waving Julian's arm)
Faster, you naughty little monkey.
- By the time we get to New York, it'll be the middle of winter.
So I was just thinking, why rush?
Maybe we could make a few side stops along the way.
- Maybe Paris.
- You just read my mind.
- I always wanted to go to Australia.
- I was thinking Spain.
- Run with the bulls.
- What about Fiji?
- Canada. Can we?
- Cheap meds.
- I wouldn't even mind coming back here sometime. I could do that.
- You could say that again.

- Skipper?
Don't you think we should tell them that the boat's out of gas?
- Nah.
Just smile and wave, boys.
Smile and wave.