- The Skipper: Private, these sardine smoothies are top-notch. What's your secret?
- Private: Love, sir. I made them with love.
- The Skipper: Love?
- Kowalski: It's a chemical reaction in the brain inducing bliss. Highly addictive.
- The Skipper: [knocks the smoothie from Rico's wing] No more love in the smooties! We gotta stay sharp. The concrete jungle is an elusive mistress who may call us into action at any given moment.
- [Maurice and the penguins are in a subway railroad]
- Maurice: Gotta... rest.
- The Skipper: No dice. We need to be back at the zoo by 0900.
- Kowalski: Which doesn't give us much time.
- Private: We should go faster.
- Maurice: There is no way I can go any faster.
- The Skipper: Oh, I'll bet the old D-train will change your tune.
- [the penguins slide along the rails]
- Maurice: The what?
- [a subway train approaches; Maurice runs faster to avoid it]
- King Julien: A little more to the left, Mort.
- Mort: Your left or my left?
- King Julien: Mine, of course! I'm the king. All the lefts are mine, silly Mort.
- Kowalski: I suggest we enlist Doris the dolphin to use her echolocation skills to track the missing lemur.
- The Skipper: Forget it, Kowalski. She's useless on land. Besides, Doris only likes you. She doesn't "like you" like you.
- King Julien: [Eats Maurice's banana] Nicely done, Maurice. Now peel me a grape.
- Maurice: But that was...
- King Julien: Grape, Maurice, grape. Not lip.
- King Julien: Here, Maurice. Just to show you that I am the bigger lemur - not in actual pounds, of course, but in the other kind of biggerness - eat the banana.
- [Throws slice of banana at camera]
- King Julien: Oh, so now it's a hunger strike too, is it? You're not going to get to me. You're not going to... eat the banana!
- King Julien: See, this is what happens when you question my kingly authority.
- Mort: [hugs Julien's ankles] I question nothing!
- King Julien: I question why you touch the feet!
- The Skipper: Scuff marks from a portly lemur. My guess, he stumbled backwards. But why?
- Kowalski: Perhaps a localized seismic event of unknown origin, Skipper.
- Private: Or maybe the camera's flash blinded him.
- The Skipper: Sounds a little preposterous, Private. But just in case... Kowalski, run a temporarily blinded portly lemur scenario, pronto.
- Kowalski: Stand right here, Rico.
- [after some calculations, pushes Rico off the ledge; he bounces off the inflatable castle and lands on a trashcan]
- Kowalski: That confirms our target fell into this waste receptacle.
- The Skipper: El excelente! I know exactly what happened. Into the can, men.