Penguins of Madagascar2014

Documentary Filmmaker:
Antarctica, an inhospitable wasteland, but even here, on the Earth's frozen bottom, we find life. And not just any life: penguins. Joyous, frolicking, waddling, cute and cuddly life. Look at them, tumbling onto their chubby bum bums. Who could take these frisky snow-clowns...

[as the older penguins almost fall on baby Skipper, Rico, and Kowalski, they quickly move out of the way]

Skipper:
Seriously? Does anyone even know where we're marching to?

Antarctic Penguin:
Who cares?

Antarctic Penguin:
I question nothing.

Antarctic Penguin:
Me too.

Antarctic Penguin:
Me too.

Skipper:
Well, fine. We'll just fly to the front of the line and see for ourselves. Kowalski, Rico, engage aerial surveillance.

[they flap their wings but cannot fly]

Kowalski:
Skipper, we appears to be flightless.

Skipper:
[looks at his wings] Oh, well what's the point of these?

[Rico seems to have an idea. He hits Skipper's wing in some sort of high five]

Skipper:
Woah, I like it! Hey, this could be our thing! What're we going to call it? Let's call it the, uh... high one.