The Penguins of Madagascar2008

Skipper:
Well, Rico, looks like it's game over. I never thought it would end this way, but I just want you to know... I love you, you crazy knucklehead.

Kowalski:
I also love you, in the same way expressed previously... dude.

Private:
[Hugging Rico] I love you too, Rico!

[Rico starts to retch]

Mort:
[Inside Rico] And I love this popcorn. It's a little wet, though.

[Rico's stomach rumbles]

King Julien:
Eh, what is that noise?

Skipper:
[breaking down] I'm not good with words - well, actually, neither are you - but I just wanna say... you are my brother!

Kowalski:
That's poetry, Skipper.

King Julien:
I don't know about him, but this mush is making me want to blow chunks.

Skipper:
Do you mind?

Private:
Wherever the sun lays its head, there the land will whisper, "Rico. Rico."

Kowalski:
[breaking down] Okay, now that's poetry!

[They all cry and hug each other; Julien joins in; they all glare at him]

King Julien:
I just want to see a penguin throw up.