Madagascar 3: Europe's Most Wanted2012

Skipper:
Kowalski, signal the chimps to meet us at the rendezvous point with the Super Plane. Hotel Ambassador. Let's move it!

Melman:
Whoo-hoo. Ow! Huh.

DuBois:
Voila. Giraffe at twelve o'clock.

Melman:
Guys, we've got a tail.

Julien:
Paparazzi!

Skipper:
Pedal to the metal, Private.

Julien:
Don't take any photos, please! Hi! Here I am! Don't take... any... photos.

Mort:
No more pictures!

Skipper:
Medic!

Skipper:
ETA to rendezvous point?

Kowalski:
2 minutes, 37 seconds, sir.

Skipper:
Man your battle stations!

Alex:
Hey! Wait! Nobody's at the wheel! Get back there! Negative on the driver! There's no driver!

Gloria:
Help! Nobody's driving! Oh, no! We're going to die!

Skipper:
Don't just sit there, fancy pants. Grab the wheel!

Alex:
Are you kidding? I don't drive. I'm a New Yorker!

Marty:
Move over, Miss Daisy!

Alex:
What are you doing? Zebras can't drive! Only penguins and people can drive.

Marty:
What do all these buttons do? [Turns the radio on and plays "Any Way You Want It" by Journey]

Melman:
Alex!

Skipper:
Nice one, Stripes!

Maurice:
Crazy woman gaining!

Skipper:
Our Omega-3 slick will take them down. Private, activate! She's good! Kowalski, Intel.

Kowalski:
Sir, we have a serious problem. Captain Chantal Dubois, Monaco Animal Control. Perfect case record.

Alex:
You're going the wrong way, Marty!

Marty:
Just call me Marty-o Andretti.

Alex:
No. You're Sucky-o Andretti!

Marty:
Stop backseat driving!

Alex:
I'm passenger-seat driving. Give me the wheel.

Marty:
It's not a wheel, it's my baby!

Alex:
Your hoofs aren't meant to be on a wheel!

Marty:
Hey! Too late for you to drive!

Alex:
Don't look at me! Don't look at me when we argue! Look at the road!

Marty:
[suddenly notices Dubois is right next to them] Be cool, be cool! [to Dubois] Hi, Officer. Is there a problem?

Alex:
Hi.

Melman:
Watch out!

Skipper:
We need more power. Time to fire up Kowalski's nucular reactor.

Gloria:
That's a nuclear reactor?

Skipper:
Nucular.

Melman:
She's on the roof!

Kowalski:
But, sir, it's not ready. The control rods will have to be calibrated. And don't even ask me about the Uranium-238 blanket.

Skipper:
Okay.

Alex:
OK, Marty, we lost her! Maybe you can slow down now.

Marty:
I can't! There's no brakes!

Skipper:
No brakes? Way to commit, soldier.

Alex:
Let's get out of here!

Gloria:
Go, go, go! Move! Now!

Julien:
Hey, where's everybody going? I'm flying! I'm flying! I'm the first flying monkey!

Mort:
Oh, yay!

Marty:
That's our ticket out of here!

Melman:
Yeah, baby!