- Private: [Speaking very fast] Too much sugar, what does Skipper mean too much sugar? I like sugar and I'm the best recon man ever! I see a fire engine! Wee-ooh! Wee-ooh! Arrgh! I'm a pirate! Ooh, a caterpillar! Ha ha ha! My name backwards is Etavirp! What's a virp? Is it sugar? I love sugar!
- Marlene: Hey, guys.
- Skipper: Marlene, you really have to say something before you burst in on us like that.
- Private: Luckily you didn't set off our habitat's new security grid.
- Kowalski: Tear gas, blow darts, land mines, the whole enchilada.
- Marlene: Isn't that a little severe?
- Skipper: Is it? One of these days, you'll learn that there is only one universal language: force.
- Kowalski: And math.
- Skipper: Right. Force and math.
- Marlene: Music, also.
- Skipper: Force, math and music are really the only...
- Private: Laughter?
- [Skippers slaps Private]
- Skipper: The point is, we speak fluent force around here, and we feel safer knowing that no one, and I mean no one, is getting inside our lair.
- Private: No, you don't understand! This orca was gigantic, and it came from the sky!
- Maurice: A sky orca?
- King Julien: A skorca! That is what the cool people will call it now, because we take two words and make them one, because it's so hip, you know. Skorca! Aaah! Who can be safe from the terror that swims the skies? No one! All who agree, vote by getting panicky... now.
- Private: So, after Rico trounces the rats inside Roger's body, we switch them back?
- Skipper: Exactly. It's 100% fool-proof.
- Kowalski: More precisely, it's 2.7% fool-proof. There's a 97.3% chance that this will backfire and result in a horrific abomination that will be an affront to the most elemental laws of nature and the universe.
- Skipper: I like those odds.
- Private: But I really did see a skorca. You've got to believe me!
- Skipper: And we wanna believe you, Private, but compare the evidence.
- Kowalski: On the sugary-sugar side, we have a box of empty sugar cake wrappers and your own upset tummy.
- Skipper: On the skorca's side, nothing. Less than nothing. Kowalski, what's a number less than nothing?
- Kowalski: Uh... neg-finity.
- Skipper: Don't test me, Rico. If I have to take down one of my own, I'll do it. Just ask Manfredi and Johns...
- [Gets hit]
- Kowalski: [Bouncing on the orca balloon] Skipper, the creature appears to have a blubbery force field. Also... Whee-hee-hee!
- King Julien: The excitement is giving me the tinglies. Maurice, scratch me here 'till the tinglies go away.
- Skipper: Rico's never disobeyed an order before, not even the time I forced him to suck the cobra venom out of my left buttock.
- Kowalski: A flying orca. It's like our worst nightmare brought to life.
- Skipper: Interesting theory. Then whose nightmare is the giant waffle cone sundae?
- [Points to giant balloon of ice-cream cone]
- King Julien: Flee for your lives! How can we be safe from Two-scoopula, the ice-cream that walks like a man?
- [Rico hands him a spoon]
- King Julien: Oh, I guess that would do it.
- Roger: [singing] When you hear the night's last flush / Then, my dear, it's time to hush / One or two, either number / Says to you, peaceful slumber / Feel the drench from the broken pipe / Oh, that stench, it's mighty ripe / Swat those flies, close your eyes / Drift off to my stinky lullaby.
- Skipper: Kowalski, diagnosis.
- Kowalski: Acute imaginosis of the frighty bone. Worse case I've ever seen.
- Skipper: Is there any cure?
- Kowalski: The effects of the sugar should wear off in less than five minutes.
- Skipper: [Slaps Kowalski] That's five minutes too many. Give me results.
- Kowalski: Well, the skorca is a pretend creature. So, if we pretend to defeat it, that should cure Private's sugar-stoked fantasies.
- Skipper: Imaginary combat. I like it. Men, iniciate Operation Scaredy-Cat, now!
- [the penguins and Roger watch Rico in Roger's body beat up the rats]
- Roger: Wow. I can't believe I'm doing all this. I have such guilt.
- Private: But you have to remember, Roger
- [He points to Rico]
- Private: That isn't really you.
- Roger: Still, I can't stand violence of any-
- [He regurgitates a wooden sword, a bazooka and a bomb]
- Roger: What am I doing with all this horrible stuff? This is terrible!
- Private: No, Roger, you'll have to remember...
- [He points to Roger]
- Private: This isn't really you.
- Skipper: [pointing to Rico] I thought you said that wasn't really him.
- Private: Well, I...
- Skipper: Pick a lane, here, Private.