The Penguins of Madagascar (TV Series)
Mr. Tux/Concrete Jungle Survival (2010)
Jeff Bennett: Kowalski, Amarillo Kid
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Quotes
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Skipper : Should I know you?
Amarillo Kid : Only if your name is Mr. Tux.
Skipper : Kowalski, my alias portfolio.
Kowlaski : Let's see... two-bit hood Mack the Knife, international playbird Diego Garcia, wealthy industrialist Lincoln Douglas... I'm not seeing a Mr. Tux here.
Skipper : Perhaps it was the time I woke up in that Kyoto hotel room, on a bed of counterfeit deutschmarks.
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Amarillo Kid : Never say never, unless it is to say "never say never".
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Skipper : Kowalski, promotion analysis.
Kowlaski : Private risked his own life to rescue innocent captives from a demonic bus. That's plus 17 points.
Skipper : They were all lemurs. Minus 20.
Kowlaski : But he did bring back one primo souveneir.
Skipper : Well, congratulations, young Private. You have been promoted to Private... First Class.
[All cheer]
Skipper : Course we'll still call you Private. First Class is implied. Enjoy your classified joke access.
[Hands Private file; Private giggles as he opens file and reads it]
Skipper : I don't get it.
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Amarillo Kid : You better be on your game, Mr. Tux, or this here animal farm won't be worth a toothless sidewinder on Easter Sunday.
King Julien : And the trash talk is inscrutable.
Maurice : He's gonna blow up the zoo?
Mort : Ooh! High stakes!
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Skipper : [reading from a folder and laughing] That's classic!
Private : All right then, Skipper?
Skipper : At ease, Private. I was just laughing at a joke in our mission files.
Private : Is it a funny one?
Skipper : Oh, yeah.
Private : Can I see it, then?
Skipper : Classified!
Kowlaski : What's classified?
[Skipper shows Kowalski the file, he laughs]
Kowlaski : Classic.
Private : Well, why does Kowalski get to see it?
Skipper : Because he's got security clearance. We can't go around showing our classified information to just anybody. Rico! You gotta see this!
Rico : [Reads and laughs] Classic!
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Private : It started as an innocent game of minigolf. I was good. I was too good. Soon any punk who could shoot a straignt ball was aiming to shoot me down. Then came this young armadillo. He was running circles around me. So I did what I had to do.
[Flashback shows Private bouncing the ball off a little girl's ice-cream cone to sink the hole]
Private : I gave up the game, forever.
Marlene : So, you gave up minigolf.
Private : Yes.
Kowlaski : Over an ice-cream cone.
Private : It was a double scoop!
Marlene : Couldn't you just buy the girl another ice-cream...
Private : It wasn't the ice-cream, it was what the game was turning me into.