Madagascar (2005)Movie Script

You kind of did.

What the heck is wrong with you?

Why'd you bite me?

- Man, it's because you are his dinner.

- What?!

- Excuse me?

- That's dumb.

Come, come, Maurice. What is a simple bite on the buttocks among friends?

Here, give me a nibble.

The party is over, Julien.

Your brilliant plan has failed.

What are you talking about?

Your friend here is what we call a deluxe-model hunting and eating machine.

And he eats steak which is you.

- Get out of here.

- Okey-dokey, Maurice, I admit it.

The plan failed.

All is lost! We're all doomed.

The foosas will come back and gobble us with their mouths because we are all steak.

I'm steak! Me, me, me!

Mr. Alex cannot stay here.

He belongs with his own kind on the foosa side of the island.

By the power vested in me, by the law of the jungle, blah, blah, blah, blah... Be gone!

What? Come on, do I look like a steak to you?

Yeah!