Penguins of Madagascar2014

Documentary filmmaker:
[narrating] Antarctica, an inhospitable wasteland, but even here, on the Earth's frozen bottom, we find life. [the wind blows away the snow, revealing an egg and it rolls down the hill] 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...?

[The older penguins almost fall on baby Skipper, Rico, and Kowalski. They move out of the way]

Skipper:
[interrupting the narration] Seriously? Does anyone even know where we're marching to?

Penguin #1:
Who cares?

Penguin #2:
I question nothing.

Penguin #3:
Me, too.

Penguin #4:
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 appear 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 5] Whoa, I like it! Hey, this could be our thing! What're we gonna call it? Let's call it the, uh... high 1. [the egg rolled passed Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico] Hey, anybody see that? That's an egg! Is somebody gonna go get it?

Penguin #5:
We can't do that.

Skipper:
Why not?

Penguin #6:
Well, it's a dangerous world out there and we're just penguins. You know, nothing but cute and cuddly.

Penguin #7:
Yeah. Why do you think there are always documentary crews filming us? [camera zooms out to see two men with a camera and a microphone for filming]

Penguin #8:
Well, sorry, kid. You know, we lose a few eggs every year. It's just nature.

Skipper:
Oh, right, nature. I guess that makes sense, but something... something deep down in my gut tells me that it just doesn't make any sense at all. You know what? I reject nature! [the other penguins gasp] Who's with me? [with a shout, Skipper goes after the egg, much to Kowalski's and Rico's confusion]