Dreamworks Holiday Classics

Alex:

Goodbyes can be bittersweet.

It seems like only 306 days ago,

we were snatched from

our beloved Central Park Zoo

and dumped here in...

rustic Madagascar.

But now that we're leaving,

seeing you all here,

it reminds us just

how many friends we've made.

Whoo-hoo!

That's the greatest

speech I've ever...

Aww. Looks like the kid

can't hold his seawater.

Well, at least he showed up.

I don't get it.

It's not like Julien

to miss a party.

Well, maybe for some people,

saying goodbye is really hard.

Ohh.

Yeah, well, send him a

postcard

'cause the wind's

right on schedule.

All right,

let's do this!

Can I have your attention?

The red-eye to New York

is about to board.

Whoo! We're going

home for Christmas!

Sandbags!

Check!

Ropes!

Check!

Snacks!

Check!

It's working!

Oh, we did it!

It may not be pretty,

but we headed to the city!

Candied yams from Sylvia's!

That's what I want

for Christmas.

Uh-uh. I can't wait to get

back to my hippo pool

and that sweet smell

of chlorine.

And I can't wait to see

Dr. Maneesh,

greatest

chiropractor ever.

Me?

I just want to see the snow

falling down

on my beautiful city.

New York, here we come!

Ow! What the...

Look out!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Aah!

Oh, no, no, no! No!

This isn't happening!

Ow! Hey!

Get off me!

Shh!

Guys, did you hear something?

Cannibals!

Cannibals! Where?!

Julien!

Oh, it's just the freaks.

Oy vey.

Maurice, I thought

they left already.

I hope we're still

charging them rent.

Mort, stop drumming already!

Sorry.

False alarm, everyone!

Back into hiding.

It was just a cruel hoax.

Hoax?! What kind

of sick joke is this, huh?!

Sorry. We thought you were

the marauding red night goblin.

The marauding red...

what-nin?

Maurice...

Every year,

on the 24th of Julianuary...

Julianuary?

It's a festive holiday

named after His Majesty.

It starts with a red glow.

Then the air fills

with the goblin's horrible,

mocking laughter.

Then it pelts us

with hundreds of black rocks!

Red night goblin!

The red night goblin's coming!

Okay, I get it.

It's "picking on the king" day.

Very funny.

Man: Ho, ho, ho!

You can stop now, Mort.

I know it's you back there.

Aah! The red goblin!

He's real!

What's happening?!

Here, Julien.

Hide the women

and precious metal!

Load the shooting thingy!

Fire at the goblin!

Lemurs down!

You, you, take their places.

Aye, aye.

Aye, aye.

That's it! I surrender!

We're gonna die!

Alex, do something!

All right, all right!

All right.

Ugh! You're going down,

red night maurauding goblin guy!

I did it, everybody!

I did it!

Aah!

Everyone, after the goblin.

Don't let him get away!

Candy canes?

Presents?

These rocks

taste like coal.

Hang on a minute.

Alex, I think you

just shot down...

Who's laughing now,

red night goblin?

I am. That's who.

Ho, ho, ho!

Merry Madagascar!

I shot down Santa.

Oh, you gonna be on

the naughty list for sure now.

Is it safe?

Is what safe?

Are there more of you?

How many?

Tell me. Are you a robot?

Maybe you have an army

hidden inside of you.

Talk to me, robot army.

I am talking to you!

That tickles.

Look, everybody! It shakes

like a bowl full of jelly!

Hey, this is fun!

Stop it, Julien!

That's Santa Claus!

No wonder he throws coal

at you.

Santa who?

Santa! Santa, you okay?

I can't believe

I'm talking to Santa Claus!

I know.

Wait. Who's Santa?

What do you mean,

"Who's Santa?"

If you're not Santa,

who are you?

My name is...

I can't remember.

Look, he's got

another hat on.

Oh, he must have hit

his head in the crash.

Maybe he's got amnesia.

Oh, this is bad.

This is...this is bad!

I've ruined Christmas

for everybody.

I've ruined Christmas

for, like, the whole world!

Unless...

Unless?

Team huddle.

This could work out

great for everybody.

Santa's head wound?