Able 2014 (gentle orchestral theme slowly fades in) (bubbling, gentle splashing) LOVELACE: Brothers and sisters, penguins all, everything in this world, no matter how big, no matter how small, is connected in ways we never expected. Yes, indeed. (chuckling) DRONING ORCHESTRAL MUSIC GLORIA: Five... four... five, four, three, two! # Penguins of the world unite. Strength in numbers, we can get it right. One time # # We are a part of the rhythm nation # # With music by our side # # To break what now divides # # Let's work together to improve our way of life # # Penguins of the world unite # # This is the test # # No struggle, no progress # # Lend a fin to help your brother do his best # # Sing it up now # # Let's dance, let's shout # # Shake your body down to the ground # # Let's dance, let's shout # # Shake your body down to the ground # (off-key): # Let's dance, let's shout # -ALL: Mumble! -Sorry. Lift your head up, 'cause you're a star. Be strong, boy, you know who you are. # Papa said knock them out # # Yeah, I'm gonna knock them out # # Papa said knock them out, come on # -# Don't call it a comeback # -# Yeah! # # I've been here for years # # Rockin' my peers, puttin' suckas in fear # # I'm gonna take this itty-bitty world by storm # # And I'm just getting warm # -Ha! -(chuckling) # We're bringing fluffy back, yeah # # Them other penguins don't know how to act, yeah # # Take 'em to the chorus # # Get your fluffy on # # Shake your tail # # Get your fluffy on # # But watch yourself # # Get your fluffy on # # Ah, we are a part of the rhythm nation # # Oh, oh, oh, oh # -# Ain't nobody # -# Ain't nobody # -# Loves me better # -# Loves me better # # Makes me happy # # Makes me feel that way # # Ain't nobody # # Ain't nobody better than you # # Nobody's better than you # (tap dancing) (gasps) (tap dancing continues) (gasps) # Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom # # Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom # # Bitty, bitty, boom, whoo # # Bitty, bitty, boom, whoo # # Zippy-do, zippy-do-da, huh # # Zippy-do, zippy-do-da, huh # # Boom, bang, boom, bang, bang # -# Boom, bang, boom, bang, bang # -(laughing) # Boom, bang, boom, bang, bang # # Boom, bang, boom, bang, bang # # Do your thing # # Make my body sing # # We are a part of the rhythm nation # # Do your thing, do your thing # Come on, Erik. Give it a shot. # Do your thing # (melodic vocalizing) Hey. Aw, my little munkin. I'll go talk to him. Oh, let... let me try. Hey, little guy. Are you okay? Mm-hmm. You're not joining the party? Uh-uh. Can you say why? Why? (chuckles) No, no. What I mean is, why are you...? Uncle Mumble, I think he's asking, "Why dance?" Like, he needs a solid reason. Don't you, Erik? -Yeah. -But there are plenty of reasons to dance. What's mine, Pa? Well... the only way to find out is to try it. Come on, son. It's just one big old foot after the other. No one will laugh at you-- I promise. Come on. On my feet. (grunts) (giggling) # I don't care what the people say # -Yeah. -# I'm gonna do my way # -# Gonna do my way # -You'll get the hang of it. All you got to do is feel the beat. # I'm gonna let it all out, do my thing # # A boom, boom, boom and a bang, bang, bang # # We are a part of the rhythm nation # Come on, son, let's shake this world! # Show me what you're workin' with # -# Do your thing # -# Let's dance, let's shout # -# We're bringing fluffy back # -# Do your thing # # Make my body sing # That's it. Get stupid. -# Do your thing # -(Erik scatting) # We are a part of the rhythm... # (whimpers, grunts) (gasping, murmuring) (laughter) It's not funny! Can you whiz on cue and finish with a headstand? I don't think so. Are you okay? Are you hurt? -(whimpering) -MUMBLE: Oh, gosh. That was... Wow. (chuckles) Oh, uh... Erik. Erik. Erik, I'm really sorry. Come on, champ. It wasn't that bad. When I was your age, I got laughed at a lot. They thought I was weird, too. -GLORIA: Mumble! -I mean... I mean different. -You know, in a cool way. -Mumble, I... Like, like, like, you're... you're cool. I... I was uncool. -Easy. Easy. -Really uncool. Whoa. Okay. You know, Erik, when your daddy's in a deep hole, he's got to learn to stop digging. -Yeah. -RAMON: Mumble! A little help here. FEMALE: We would never have an egg with you. -No way. -Give me one good reason. -You're too short. -And you're gross. Is that guy bothering you? No. He's nobody. (sighs, groans) # I want to know what love is # Hey, Mumble. Amigo. Hey. Hey! # I want you to show me... # -Ramon, get out of there. -That's Erik's hole! -Ramon! -What? We're having a private conversation with little Erik. So you, too, are mocked and misunderstood. MUMBLE: Amigo, please. -Don't worry. I can fix it. -No, no, no, no, no. Let me tell something to you. What's a best friend for if he cannot bring a daddy and his boy together? (sighs) Hello. Where are you? (blows) Hello, hello, hello. (blows) There you are. You know, fluffito, the truth is, for wild maverick outcasts like us who cannot be tamed... this place sucks! Ramon, you're being ridiculous. Not anymore. I am going home to Adelie Land. # Adelie Land, Adelie Land # # Be who you want to be... # MUMBLE: Erik? Knock, knock. Hello. Honey, I think he needs to be alone right now. We can't leave him all by himself in a hole. -Yeah, but... -We've got his back, sir. Yeah. True that. (grunts, inhales) There you go. Let the little hoppers work it out. -Quite right. -Okay, come on. All right. Step away. MS. VIOLA: Nothing to see here. Shufflely off-ely. So much for my daddy skills. RAMON: Adios, Emperor Land! This is one fabulous penguin you will never laugh at again. Never! DRONING ORCHESTRAL MUSIC (bursting, rumbling) (squawking) (squealing) Hey, Atticus. Snack time. Erik. Shh. I think they're snuggled up. All snoozy. They're... they're not here. Bobo! Oh. Boadicea! Come on, Atticus. You... why you fooling around? Where are you? -Bobo! I know you hear me, Atticus. Gloria, do you... do you think they could have, you know, run off? Outside, by themselves? Maybe they followed Ramon. -Baby... -I know, I know. But I really ought to check it out, okay? -I-I won't be long. -Mumble, relax. We will find them, and when we do, you'll find a way to put things right. You're a good dad. Yeah. I'll be back as soon as I can, okay? TENSE MUSIC BUILDS CHOIR DRONES (squealing) (yelling) Whoa! That was a big one. I hate it when that happens. Hey, Will, is that you? Of course it's me. Can't you tell? No. Not if we all look the same. I don't. Will, we are krill. We are meant to look the same. Not me, Bill. There is only one of me in all the world. I am one in a krillion. -Where... where you going? -I'm leaving! I want to be free, Bill. There's no such thing as free, Will. Come on, less thinking, more swarming. I'm sick of swarming. We've been swarming all our lives. Sometimes, Will, it's like you've got a mind of your own. -Tell me, Bill, what lies beyond the swarm? -More swarm. -And then? -Some more swarm. -And then? Will, there's nothing but swarm. We are a swarm without end. Everything's got an end. See? I end here. That is not a happy ending. It stands to reason, Bill, if I swim against the swarm, I must eventually reach the end of the world. Yeah. (whimpers) RAMON: Okay...! On the count of three. One, two, three. (grunting) No. I can do this. I can do this. No, you can't. Yes, I can do this. No, you can't. Who's talking to me? You. Who are you? Me. Who said that? Oh... (screaming) -# Now walk it out # -# Walk it out # -# Now walk it out # -# Now walk it out # # West side, walk it out # # South side, walk it out # # East side, walk it out # -Hey! -Hey! Hey! What's up? What's this? What's... what's up? We're coming to Adelie Land. Oh, no, you aren't. You are here without your parents. This is chick-napping. Now, go. Shoo, shoo! -(Ramon squawks) -But we can't. -Huh? -We're fugitives. -Fugi-what? -Fugitives. -No. No. -Fleeing Emperor Land. -No happy feets. -What? No happy feets. Wh-what is, uh...? We're rebels seeking thrills and adventure. And tasty snacks. Oh, thank you. This guy. All right. -I want a big fish, three little ones. -Mm-hmm! Oh, oh, and some of those tiny crustaceans. You know, the little ones that go... (squealing) Oh, yeah! -(continues squealing) -(Atticus laughing) Now, go. But we can't swim. We're way too fluffy. -What? -"Fluffy don't float." But it's too high. I'm a leap-o-phobic. Oh, dude, the water's right there. -Like, right there! -I don't care. It's too cold for a hotblood like me. Atticus, stop! He's chewing on his flipper! ATTICUS: Yum. Okay, okay! Here's what we are going to do. We count to three. Push me on two. But you don't tell me, okay? ALL: One, two! Aah! What'd you do that for? (laughter) Baby penguins-- cute, but ruthless. Will! -Will! -Hmm? What are we even looking for? That's the beauty of it, my friend. I don't know. Will, please, come back. I fear the worst. I fear the worst, too, Bill, because fearing the best is a complete waste of time. Oh, yeah. There! (laughing) Maybe it's a black hole. They're just myths. Scare talk to keep us in the swarm. Coming out of nowhere, swallowing everything in its path. For something that doesn't exist, it's very impressive. -Swim! -Aah! (yelling) (screaming) (trembling gasp) Oh, yes... It's beautiful. Aah! (screaming) (gasping) Uncle Ramon? RAMON (whimpering): No. No, no, no, no. Kids, take me home. (sobbing) So this is all we are-- lunch. To think, we spend our whole lives not knowing the truth. Good-bye, krill world. . Are you missing out on Airpoints Dollars? Get a new Air New Zealand Airpoints credit card from Kiwibank and you'll get 100 bonus Airpoints Dollars and no account fee for six months. So hurry ` apply now using promo code NZ100. Erik. Bo. Atticus. Ramon. Hmm. (penguins squawking, cheering) Listen. -Do you hear that? -Uh-huh. That's the mating call of the Adelie female. I'm about to be thrown to the ground and crushed by a thousand chicas! (laughter) It's okay, ladies! The love god, he's back! Whoa! Ignored by thousands. I said, "The love god is back!" (cheering, squawking continues) Come on! I got so much love I'm going to explode! -Hey! Ramon! -Ramon! Amigos! -I can't believe it! -I'm back in the band! Yeah! It's like you never left, but you did. (laughter) Ramon, triplets? No, there's only three. -What? -Oh. Kids, Amigos. Amigos, kids. -Oh, look at how cute. -Anyway, where are the chicas? The Ramon-starved chicas? Man, you been away too long. There's a lot more competition now, bro. -To this? -Mm-hmm. Impossible. (crowd cheering) # Lovelace Guru # # We love you # ERIK: Wow. Same old Lovelace. Yeah, only completely different. He looks like a rainbow. Yeah, like a rainbow with man-chichis. RINALDO: Ramon. All right! Brothers and sisters! # So new # Penguins all! # We love you # No matter how big, no matter how small! We are here today for one extraordinary penguin! -(cheering) -Yes, indeed! It's Sventime! PENGUINS (chanting): Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! A penguin who's not afraid of heights. So what? Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! (crowd quiets) (wind whistling softly) (crowd gasps) (crowd cheering) -Whoa! -Golly gosh! A penguin who can fly. (Swedish accent): Up-uppity-up! (crowd cheering) Okay, this Mr. Up is going down. (gasps) # Share the mystery of your history # Tell it, brother! Testify! Oh, but, friends, it's such a long story. Then tell the short one! -Shh! -Ramon. It begins with the loss of my home. Hey, Goldilocks! That beak looks way too big on you! -Oh, come on, Ramon. -Shh. -It begins... -The end. -Security! -I can't believe this. Get your filthy flippers off me! -(clamoring) -No, let him go. He's real fragile right now. And they're still talking. We're still here for you, brother. Go ahead. SVEN: Okey-dokey. CHORUS: # Ooh... # It begin with the loss of my-- -No. No, no, no. -(singing stops) I'm sorry. The moment is gone. I've lost my mojo. Maybe tomorrow. (crowd grumbling) No, I'm sorry! I'm not feeling it. Show's over. -Please, sir. -What? Does-Does your story have flying in it? (crowd aahing) And where are you from, little squirt? We're from the Emperor-hood. And, uh, what your name is? Erik. Ear-rik. Hmm. In Svenland, we have many brave warriors called Ear-rik. You do? Oh, ja. Ja. (honks) Everybody! Everybody! Your attention, please! I dedicate my much-applauded hearts-warming saga to my brave friend Ear-rik! # Ear-rik # Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! # Ear-rik, Ear-rik # (distant): # Ear-rik... # "Ear-rik"? # Ear-rik # Erik. So, it begin with the loss of my home! # He was the last of a noble penguin race # # Whose world collapsed at a rapid pace # # The power to fly was my saving grace # # The mighty Sven # # Papa-oom-mow-mow from his pretty lips # # With his stylish swoops and his triple flips # # I alone escaped the apocalypse # # The mighty Sven # # He journeyed far without a rest # -Oh. Hello there. -(roaring) # Those fighting titans were a heck of a test # # But even they couldn't take him down # # 'Cause none could match the guts and grit of Sven # # Sven # # Guts and grit # (grunts) # Guts and grit # # He met the aliens who ruled the seas # # They took one look at him and fell to their knees # # They restored him # # Yeah # -# They adorned him # -# Yeah # # And they adored him # # Then destiny showed its... # (sobbing) -(music stops) -I'm sorry. I'm sorry. -Oh, it's okey-dokey. -No. Don't keep it inside. Yeah, it's okey-dokey. # Sing it out # # Then destiny showed its kindest face # # When I was lost in the darkest place # # Before I drew my final breath # # He delivered me from the thick black death # # Bathed and fluffed, all pleasures bestowed # # I didn't want to end it # # They covered me in a protective robe # # There I stood before him # # Resplendent # CROWD (chanting): Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Sven! Erik! (electric guitar riffing wildly) # Ooh, aah # # As I was learning the alien speak # Mmm. What smells so gosh darn goody? # Sven had a higher truth to seek # # Who knows what he saw in that mystic light # Ooh! Oh...! Svensei. I-I've seen our future. What? Ja, it's calling to me. Yeah? -It-It says "Sven." -Yeah? "Sven, go that way! Quickly!" I'm with you. # The mighty Sven # Oh, my sweet eyes. # He flies # # The mighty Sven # # And so he came to this far, far shore # # To shine his gifts upon us all # What? (grunts) (gasps) What is it? It's incredible. Really? You've never seen this? -PENGUINS: No. -This is green. PENGUINS: Green. Brothers and sisters, behold the power of Sven! # Let it out, let it out # # Let it out, let it out # # On that day, I took a vow # # I, Sven, promises to use my powers only for goody # # Goody, goody # # And I dedicate full-time to the createment of a new Adelie Land # (wind roaring) (crowd gasping, murmuring) OMINOUS DRONING MUSIC Is there no end to the power of Sven?! (crowd cheering) -Sven! -Sven! -Sven! Marry me! Marry me! No, marry me! (females clamoring) Aw, my beauties, but if I love the few, who will love the many?! But if they love you, who will love Ramon?! Ramon! Somebody? Anybody? Nobody? Body? Aw. Bitter, twisted, lonely guy. You must learn to think like Sven. Why? If you want it, you must will it. PENGUINS: If you will it, it will be yours! SvenTHINK. All rights reserved, copyright me. You know, up close, you're still an idiot. Try it. SvenTHINK. PENGUINS (chanting): SvenTHINK. SvenTHINK. SvenTHINK. SvenTHINK. -All right, all right! -Excuse me. Coming through. I'll prove it doesn't work. Okey-dokey. -Now, loosen up. -Mm-hmm. -Empty your mind. -Done. And picture your goal. Okay. See her eyes. Blue. No, brown. Deep brown. -Short. -Tall! -Slender. -Bouncy. -Whatever, whatever. Just will it. -Okay. Will it harder. Come on, will it harder! Now with extra added bonus will. -Come on! -Ow. Hey! My foot! CROWD (chanting): Will it, will it, will it, will it, will it...! Open your eyes. -Ramon! -Close your eyes. Where are the kids?! Security! (grunting) MAJESTIC MUSIC You. Me. Beautiful egg. Now. You. Me? Fat chance. I have a chance! And it's fat! Carmen, I'm getting serious stalker vibe. Carmen. Her name is... Carmen! Oh, Sven, you're going to be my best friend and my best man all rolled into one. Hey, Mumble. Carmen, wait! -Where you going? -Erik! Erik! Carmen! Mumble, my man, Ear-rik is your boy? Yes, he is. Kids! We're leaving. Uncle Mumble, no fair! Come on, all of you. -Aw, but... -Vamonos. but this place is so much fun. Erik, let's go. I'm not going back to Emperor Land. Don't be silly. I'm staying here. What about the folks back home? And how worried your mother must be. Ear-rik, it's best to do what your father's saying. But I don't belong there. Oh, fluffy one, I want to tell to you a secret. Okay? Sometimes, when you are a little different, the world laugh at you. -Ja? -Yeah. Think you're funny. -Pointing flippers. -Mm-hmm. Ja, well, we have a saying back in Svenland. Olika eri forskellige verschillende olika eri. Believe in yourself, Erik, because Sven believe in you. -Mighty Sven? -Ja? Will I ever fly? Erik, please... Mumble, the boy seeks a higher truth. If you want it, you must will it. If you will it, it will be yours. Now... go. (applause) (cheering) Ciao! Ciao! q Uh, son? Erik? You know, when things go wrong, running away is not the answer, okay? You have to find, within yourself, a way to handle it. Okay? -Yeah, okay. Yeah. And-And w-we're all different. It's part of the job of life to find out who you are and what you got. It-It may not be dancing or flying, but when you find it, it'll be all yours. Y-You know what I'm saying? Yeah. Okey-dokey. (humming) Right. # Sven # (rumbling) (Bill screaming) Will! Will! Will! What is this?! It's the wave of change. The world is changing, Bill. We've got to get on the ride. (rumbling) (penguins murmuring) By the mother of Guin, this cannot be! (rumbling) DRAMATIC ORCHESTRAL MUSIC MUSIC FADES AND STOPS Whoa. Something somewhere just took a big bump. Yeah. Sounded awfully close to Emperor Land. Come on, guys. Let's pick up the pace. -This is our moment, Bill. -Okay. Adapt or die, my friend. A-Adapt? T-There's no telling what we might become. Fine. Be a plankton muncher all your life. But that's what we are. We're herbivores. We eat veggies. -Right. So everyone else can eat us. Well, I, for one, am not prepared to be on the menu any longer. Where you going? I'm moving up the food chain. The food chain? I'm gonna go chew on something that has a face! (screams) -BO: I don't remember this. -Yeah. ATTICUS: Well, you know, things always look different on the way back. Well, I-I guess we'll just have to go all the way around. But Emperor Land is straight ahead. -Yeah. -So why not go over that? No, no, th-this, this way is better. But, but shortcuts are shorter. They're not always. Now, come on, it's not that far. Guys, stop. Erik, I said stop. (sighs) All right. All right, we'll keep going, but, but take it nice and slow. And, and what's say we don't look down, okay? -Oops. -Atticus, -what did I just say? -(growls) Whoa, whoa. -Wow. -G'day, sport. Hi. Where you heading? -Home. -Oh, yeah? So am I. If, if, if you don't mind backing up a little bit, we'll just squeeze past. That's the one thing I can't do, matey. -Huh? -Back up. The Beachmaster backs up for nobody. BO: Then maybe you can move sideways. Don't do sideways. Well, we've come all the way across. Then you'll have to go all the way back, won't you? I've got the kids, it's kind of dangerous. -Of course. -And, and we're anxious to get home. I see. Fair enough. But see it my way, sport. One day I'll be protecting my beach and some pumped-up mongrel wants to take it from me. We're nose to nose. The whole world's watching, and in the back of me mind, there's this niggling doubt: I once backed up for a penguin. He'll see it in me eyes, and I'm gone. Goodbye, ladies, hello, lonely beach. -You with me? -Yeah, but... Then get out of my way. My mother says "every obstacle is an opportunity." -What? -Bo, Bo. -Yee-ha. Whoa. Yo, dawg, you be apologizing, or I'm gonna tear you a new nostril. WIND BLOWS You know he didn't mean that. -That's okay. -Hey. -I didn't mean that. -ERIK: SvenTHINK. SvenTHINK. Erik, no. BO: Golly gosh. You fat mother of all bullies. Get out of my way. (growls) Oh, no. Erik. -Daddy. -Daddy. Where are you, Daddy? Where's he gone? Uh-oh. That's not healthy. Are you okay? Not exactly. Oh. Daddy, what are you doing down there? Get back up here. Not sure I can. There is a way, but you won't like it. You want me to back up, don't you? Come on, Dad, you can do it. We won't think less of you, Daddy. Well, I, I suppose, technically, it's just reversing. I guess I could, you know, just a smidge. (grunting) That's it, Dad. -That's the spirit. -Yeah. -Back. -That's it. In no way does this feel natural. Now see if you can turn yourself around. -All right. Use your flippers. -(gasps) -Whoa, stop. (pups gasp) Come on, Daddy. You can do it. Oh, geez. -(gasps) -PUPS: Daddy! -Daddy. -Can you hear me, Daddy? Shane? Darren? Daddy. I need youse to stay strong. I know you will 'cause you've never let me down. Penguin, you still there? Yeah, r-right here. Would you see that me boys get home safe to their mother? -Daddy, what are you saying? -What are you saying? Sorry, boys. They're calling full time on your old man's career. -No, Daddy! -No, Dad! No! Come on, take a look around. Can you see any way out? Yeah, I could grow a pair of wings. Can you move at all? I'm stuck, mate. (sighs) Okay. Everyone back from the edge. Come on, get back from the edge. All right, now, don't move till I get back. Where are you going? To see what I can do for their daddy. What can he do? He's just an ordinary penguin. (grunting) SOFT ORCHESTRAL MUSIC (snoring softly) (panting, grunting) That's one small step for a krill, one giant leap for spineless invertebrates. Holy mother of krill. How's your appetite, Bill? He's a big'un. What on earth are you doing? -I'm stalking. -You can't... Shh. -You can't... -Shh. You can't stalk. You're a krill! We've got to evolve, Bill. Evolve? Just like that? It's taken us millions of years just to get this far. Watch and learn, Billy boy. I'm about to naturally select. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no...! (sighs) (grunts) Hmm. Little chewy. Keenly aromatic. You just nibbled on its butt. Don't let it go to your head. Au contraire! I will go to its head. Oh, goodness. Onward and upward, my friend. Fresh delicacies await. FUN ORCHESTRAL MUSIC (tapping) (groans) Penguin, is that you? (grunting) Streuth. (grunting) (groans) Oh, penguin. We're going where no krill has ever gone before. Uh-huh. We're the stuff of legends, Bill. Yippie-yi-yo-ki-yay. How far to the face? Just ahead. Hey, you! Doofus! Yeah, you, kelp sucker. (grunts) My mistake. (chuckles) I thought you were a... ruthless killing machine. (whispering): Don't you want a little taste of penguin? Stand back, Bill. This could get messy. (babbling taunt) -(roars) -Aah! (screaming) (anxious shouts) (screams) He's a fighter! But he'll drop soon. It's just the death throes. Yoo-hoo! (gasping) Whoa! (grunts) Whoa! G'day, gorgeous. I'm sorry. My mistake. Dad? (raspy grunt) (all chuckling) Boys. Pa, it worked. SvenTHINK. (sighs) (Will laughing wildly) Oh, yeah! Did you see the look in his eyes? Mortal terror! You said he was finished. I spared his despicable life. What? He'll tell his friends, spread the fear. There's a new predator in town. Shing! You're insane. Someone's got to keep their numbers down, Bill, and we are that someone. Oh, boy. # We are the champions, my friend # # And we'll keep on fighting till the end # Listen to yourself. # Me are the champion, me are the champion # Delusional singing. Will, it's the first sign of madness. # Me are the champion... # How's that shoulder? Yeah, it's okay. Yeah, get some ice on it. You'll be right. -Thanks. -No. Thank you. Thanks to you, chief, Beachmaster Bryan gets to play another season. I reckon that makes you an honorary elephant seal. What do you reckon, boys? Thank you, Your honour, for giving us our daddy back. -Yeah. -I owe you one, my friend. -Cheers, Bryan. -No. I mean it. All you have to do is ask. Any time, any place. No worries, okay? No worries. Okay. Come on, nippers. Let's get youse home. (giggling) -All right. -BRYAN: Both of youse. -On you hop, Shane-o. -Come on, guys. BRYAN: Go on, Daggy. Up you get. . Are you missing out on Airpoints Dollars? Get a new Air New Zealand Airpoints credit card from Kiwibank and you'll get 100 bonus Airpoints Dollars and no account fee for six months. So hurry ` apply now using promo code NZ100. q ATTICUS: We lost, ain't we? BO: Atticus, we're not lost. Emperor Land should be right here. -Yeah. -My instincts are never wrong. You all are crazy. I know for a fact the Emperor-hood is one day that way. No, that way. Oh, my goodness! Oh, no. (penguins shouting) MALE: Hey, look! Somebody got out! NOAH: Aye, you see? I knew there was a way! MALE: Hey, buddy, how do we get out? MUMBLE: I don't know. I'm trying to get in. SEYMOUR: Mumble! Mumble! -Yo, Dad! -Atticus, my man! Good to see y'all still kicking! What happened? That big old iceberg you on came thumpin' and bumpin', and here we are. That's messed up! MS. VIOLA: Nothing we can't fix, dear! -BO: Mommy! -I told them all to chillax. I knew you'd be fine. Where's Mommy? Has anyone seen Gloria? GLORIA: Mumble! Erik! -ERIK: Mom! -Gloria! -Mommy! -My beautiful boys. I thought I'd never see you again. There's got to be a way to get you out. Honey, there are search parties everywhere. SEYMOUR: If there's a way out, we're going to find it. Don't worry, Daddy. Today, Uncle Mumble got a big old elephant seal out of a big black hole! Yeah. But... but that was a whole lot different! But you did. FEMALE: Mumble, can you get us a couple of fish for my kids? -Mine, too! -Over here! Okay. I'll do what I can. -What about my family? -Hey, don't forget us! (penguins clamoring) Hey, hey. Hey, listen. There is a way to feed a whole lot of you. I'm going to Adelie Land, bring back some friends. You'll have to be patient, okay? Bo, where are you going? I'm taking the shortcut. No, you're not. You're staying right here. But I'm very fast. -Erik? -Be cool. She's a freerunner. (groans) Sorry, Erik. One's faster than two. MS. VIOLA: Boadicea, do you have a tail feather? Yes, I have a tail feather. Then you shake it, my dear! -Boo-ya! -MUMBLE: But, Ms. Viola, there are all kinds of dangers out there. Not dangers; challenges! Now, that's the spirit. Okay. Okay. Find Uncle Ramon. Tell him to bring the Amigos and as many Adelies as he can, and-and... And always remember the family motto: "Just let rip!" (penguins cheering) (yodels, Bo yodels in response) (yodelling duet continues) Come on, Uncle Mumble. We got some fishing to do. (sighs) (all grunting) TENSE ORCHESTRAL MUSIC So what news have you? Every... every nook and cranny, every which way, completely blocked. There's a lot of talk out there. -Thinking the unthinkable. -Yeah. Noah, they're calling this the 'Berg of Doom. How are we going to answer that? -We look again. -But, Noah, we can't just keep... We go back and we search 100 times. There is no way out! 1,000 times if we have to. (echoing): There's always a way. Yeah, that's it right there. (echoing): # The, uh, uh, ice, uh # # The ice sounds nice # # Check one # # The ice, ice sounds nice... # Here. Let me help you. Okay. Now, let it go. Wait. Erik, no! Slow down! Jump! Jump off! Erik! Whoa! Did you see me? Did you see me? Don't ever do that again! Daddy, I was flying! -Oh, Erik. -Really flying! I flapped my wings super fast, and I went uppity-up! Son, we're penguins. We can't fly. But Sven is a penguin. I don't know what kind of penguin Sven is, but we are Emperor penguins. -We can't... -But if everyone could learn to fly, (echoing): Mommy can get out of there! -Is that true? -Hey. I don't know if there's a way out! Hey! MUMBLE: But if there is, it sure as eggs ain't flying! If you want it, you must will it. And if you will it, it will be yours! Oh, Erik, get real. They're trapped. (gasping, murmuring) MUMBLE: They're hungry, afraid. The last thing anyone needs is false hope. Boys? Then they'll die. (panting) Boys, what's going on with you two? Just working things out. Erik? We need some mother love, Ms. G. He's about to explode! Mumble, why don't you go, you know, catch some fish? He ain't hungry, Ms. G. It's okay, Atticus. I got it. I-I got it! Okay. Fishing. GLORIA: Erik, just let it go. Erik, calm down! Sweetie, take a step back. Close your eyes. Deep breath. Come on. It's easy. GLORIA: # Just when you think # # Hope is lost # # And giving up # # Is all you got # # Blue turns black # # Your confidence is cracked # # There seems no turning back # # From here # # When your feet # # Are made of stone # # And you're convinced # # That you're all alone # # Look at the stars # # Instead of the dark # # You'll find your heart # # Shines like the sun # # Let's not let our anger get us lost # # And the need to be right comes with way too high a cost # # That's when you can build a bridge of light # # That's what turns the wrongs all right # # That's when you know it's worth the fight # # That's when love turns night-time into day # # That's when loneliness goes away # # That's why you got to be strong this night # # 'Cause only love can build us a bridge of light # (gasps) # Deep breath # # Take it on the chin # # But don't forget # # To let love back in # # That's when love can build a bridge of light # # That's what turns the wrongs all right # # That's when you can't give up the fight # # And that's when love turns night-time into day # # That's when loneliness goes away # # That's why you got to be strong tonight # # 'Cause only love can build us a bridge of light # # Only love can build us # # A bridge of light # # Only love can build us... # # A bridge of light. # (whispering): Will. Will. You asleep yet? Mm-hmm. Deeply. Well, then, wake up and tell me-- is that the swarm, or am I dreaming? You're dreaming. BILL: Wow. How wonderful. WILL: I wonder if they're edible. (Bill sighs in awe) Will, don't you long for the patter of 1,000 tiny little feet? Yeah, I, for one, don't have the means to bring up so many kids. The birthday presents alone. Oh, I've already picked out the names. Phil, Jill, Lil, Syl, Gill, Dill, Hill, Billy, Lily, Willy... -All right! I-I-I... -Wilma, Willis, Wilbur, -Wilhelmina, William... -I get the picture. And there's even a Will. Good for you. We could start a little swarm of our own. We're both males. -We'll adopt. -You adopt! I'll adapt. I've got slaughtering to do. Fine! That's just fine! Off you go, then. Quench your bloodlust. There's plenty more krill in the sea. Plenty of krill would count themselves lucky to have me as a partner. I'm a heck of a wingman! (whimpering) Will? Will! -Hey. -Hey. You're all the swarm I've got. Suit yourself. But no hanky-panky. You're all the swarm I've got. Suit yourself. But no hanky-panky. LOW OMINOUS MUSIC LOW OMINOUS MUSIC CONTINUES (pants) (skuas squawking) (Seymour panting and grunting) Are you hurt? No, I'm good, I'm okay. It's okay. Oh, come on, Seymour, take a break. No, no, no, thanks, brother. My boy is out there. (penguins gasping) Oh, no. Erik, Atticus, take cover! Come on, Erik, over here. (grunting) SKUA: Waddle, waddle, waddle. Oh, if only I could fly. Boo-hoo-hoo. Oh, look at this! My all-time favourite ` doomed penguin packed in ice. -All you can eat. -Forever. I've never seen so many skuas in one place. NOAH: Stand together, hold fast. They know. They sense it. We're never getting out of here. They're scavengers, cowards. They prey only on the weak. Admit it, Noah, we're all dead meat. No, we're Emperor penguins. Quite right. Though we stare famine in the face, we will not yield. Yes. -Though imprisoned on every side by colossal walls of ice, we will not be broken. -Yes, sir, speak on it, Noah. -Whoo! We are fortitude, we are bold defiance, we are one glorious Emperor nation. (penguins cheering) (gasping) (penguins screaming) (skua laughs) (grunting) No. (gasps) (skuas squawking) (grunting) Erik, stay down. Mumble? They're okay. Gloria, behind you. -Hey. -(grunts) Peck on someone your own size, creep. Oh, I will, princess. I'll peck on you first, while you're still fresh, before you're stiff and stinking. BO: # Yodel-ay-hee-hoo... # Bo. # Yodel-ay-hee-ho # # Yodel-ay-hee-ho # # Yodel-ay-hee-hoo. # Bo-ho-ho. HAPPY MUSIC HAPPY MUSIC CONTINUES Oh. That's my girl. -Oh, yeah. Well done, you. Ah, the gathering of nations. Now, that's solidarity. Okay, so... So they got themselves a temporary stay of execution. Ow. -What are you? -An idiot. Thank you. Bo, you did it. Whoo! She is fast. -Hola, amigos! -Hey, Mumble! -Mumble! -You came. -Of course we came. -We heard the news. -Where's Ramon? He is no longer with us. -He's in a better place. -Next to... ALL: Carmen! We got you, man. Carmen, Carmen, no, no, wait. (grunts) I wouldn't want you to get cold feet, my darling. I am not your darling. See, what did I tell you, Carmen? No backbone, all squishy. Hey, back off, I'm a Carmen-only facility. Ramon, it's incredible-- everybody came. Except for the guy who stayed behind because he had the sniffles. -(sneezes) -Oh, no, he's here. -You're such a true friend. Thank you, amigo. Don't look at me, I had nothing to do with it. Well, then, Lovelace, thank you so much. (chuckles) Oh, you got the wrong penguin. -Hello. -Oh. Hi de-do-de-doo-de there. -I knew it. -Ah, little Erik, salud. Eh, scusi me. Okay, friends of Sven and fans and chums and Svenatics, we're not going to rest until everybody fatty. Ho-ho-ho-kay. # Papa-papa-papa-pa # # Oom-mow-mow, papa-oom-mow-mow # # Pa-papa-oom-mow-mow, papa-oom-mow-mow # # Pa-papa-oom-mow-mow, papa-oom-mow-mow, pa-papa... # # The funniest sound I ever heard # # Papa-oom-mow-mow # -# And I can't understand a single word # -Yeah! # Papa-oom-mow-mow, papa-oom-mow-mow # # And now it's spreadin' all over the land # # Still can't seem to understand # -# Papa-ooh! # -# Papa-oom-mow-mow # # Papa-oom-mow-mow # -# Papa-papa-papa-ooh! # -# Papa-oom-mow-mow # # I said, hey now, partner, what's your name? # # Papa-oom-mow-mow, papa-oom-mow-mow # -Yeah! -# Don't you dare tell me the same old thing # (laughing): # Oom-mow-mow, papa-ooh... # # The words you sang, I can't figure out # # But you've got a sound, makes me stop and shout # -Hello! -# Papa-papa-papa-ooh... # Hey, you huddled masses, I bring you fish aplenty, courtesy of me! (laughing): Yeah. Give 'em the real, brother. -# Ooh-ooh-ooh # -# Papa-oom-mow-mow # -# Papa-oom-mow-mow # -# Ooh-ooh-ooh... # Who is this guy? They call him Sven. He's Sventastic. Let me revert back to what I previously said before. -Ow. -You're an idiot. ERIK: And guess what. -What? -He can carry more fish than any penguin that ever existed. -Ever. -Wow. And it's all due to his amazingly large red beak. GLORIA: Impressive. Sven, Sven. -Yeah, yeah? -There's someone down there who's very special. -Uh-huh. And knowing Gloria, she won't eatuntil everyone else has been fed. -Aw. Do you think you could take this down to her? Yeah, don't be silly. Where is he? -No, she. -Oh. There, surrounded by the children. That is your spouse? -Yeah. -Really? -Yes. -Your spouse? -Here, the fish. -Wow. Oh, no, no, Mumble, she deserves the very best. A la carte. A la me! So you want some music? -Nope. -Let's have some music. -# Wake me up before you go-go # -Mm-hmm. # 'Cause I'm not plannin' on goin' solo # -(groans) -# Wake me up before you go-go # -Can you keep it down? -# I wanna hit that high! # Just be quiet! # Yeah, yeah, yeah. # # I'm never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down. # -Whoa! -A predator convention? -Oh, no. -Why wasn't I invited? -Guys, guys. -Will, don't go. -Get off. -You'll never survive. -Please. -Will, stop. I think we should split up. Oh, I mean, if it's personal space you want, how's that? No, no, I mean really split up. But why? Ah, Bill, this is my life now. I can change, be smaller, invisible. See, you're going to be just fine. I'll see you around, kiddo. (voice breaking): Will, please don't leave me. (sobbing) (whistling "Wake Me Up before You Go-Go") Will, Will! Okay, let's take you, you, not you, you-- oh, you. Please, somebody, anybody! I've lost my Will! I beg you, bring back my Will...! (Will panting) (screams) -Mumble. -Oh, Sven. Ah, Mumble. I feed your wife good, ja? -Yeah, thanks. -Ja. Okay, Sven, here we go. Okay, single file with a smile. So, you must be Glorious. And you must be Sven. So pleased to meet me. Really, I am delightful. (honks, snorts, clears throat) I bring to you premium seafood, here, from Mumble. -There he is. -Hey. By Sven. Wow, um... Ah. (anxious screaming) Oh, oh! -Whoo-hoo-hoo! -Careful. -Oops. -That's my tongue, that's my tongue. -Oh, I'm sorry. -That's all right. -Whew, oh, yeah. -(Gloria laughs) You know, if you are not feeling a full Svensation, I, uh... (whispering): I can get you more. -(coughs) -No, no, Sven, I'm sure there are many others hungrier than me. Oh, such a noble. See you for supper? Um, I'm kind of busy. (chuckling): Kind of busy. (laughing) Oh, you're funny. (honks) Whoo! She... she is a hottie. Honey, you okay? (laughing): Are you sure he's not related to Ramon? (imitating Sven): Oh, you're funny. (honks) (Gloria and Mumble laugh) ERIK: You shouldn't make fun of someone just because they're different. Especially someone who's came all this way to save us. You're right. And when Sven teaches everyone to fly... It'll be up-uppity-up. -Erik, that's not... -And out of there. -You'll see. -Hey, who turned off the fish? Hey, guys, what's happening to the fish? (overlapping chatter) Yoo-hoo, fishy friends! What is problem? (gasps) The bird eaters. -Svensei, you must fly on the wings of hope... -Yeah! ...and summon them to the aid of our Emperor brethren! (penguins cheering) No, I would love to, but I just hurt my tongue. -No. -(Sven gibbering) Huh? What? -Ciao. -Hmm, interesting. Someone had better do something because they are not stopping. Don't worry, I know exactly how to get the attention of our alien benefactors. (grunting) (groaning with effort) (panting) Calm down, be brave, be brave. ("We Are the Champions" instrumental playing) (indistinct conversation) (electric guitar soloing to "We Are the Champions") (chorus singing "We Are the Champions") Oh-ho-ho-ho! MUMBLE: Lovelace. Mumble, my man, I'm the mayor of Cooltown. Population: me. This is great, this is great. Ah, can you believe this? Where there's a Will, there's a way out. (grunting) Aah! (panicked jabbering) (screams) Bill, is that you? (gasps) Oh. (sighs) I don't know, Uncle Mumble, they're noisy and they're messing with our ice. Atticus, they're building us a way out of here. ATTICUS: Oh. SEYMOUR: Everybody who said we'd never get out of here, take a look. That's our ice road to freedom. (penguins cheering) It won't be long now, boys. I'll miss this place. So where will we live when everybody gets out? We'll find somewhere new, sweetheart-- it's a big world. As long as we're together, we already home. MUMBLE: Yeah. (man singing mournful melody) (wind whistling) Come on, everyone, huddle up. (Will laughing excitedly) Oh, no, no, no...! (mournful melody continues) (penguins murmuring) Carmen, can't you see, even nature decrees that we be close together? (wind whistling) (wind blowing) q (anxious gasping) No, no, no, no, no. -(sneezes) -(yells) (shivering) (indistinct chatter) (sighing) Oh, you are still here. And you're still here. -LOVELACE: They're gone. -Hey. What? A little bad weather, they're gone! Who's gone? -The aliens! -What? All of this... all of this flipperizing for nothing! (panting) (muttering) LOVELACE: Our alien benefactors have abandoned us! They have abandoned us! Everybody! Everybody! The sea is frozen over, ja? Impossible for aliens to return. Too much icy. Too much icy. If the sea so far away, how we going to catch food? Yeah. What's the point of us starving, too? Then I guess we should be going. -We can't just leave them. -Oh, gee. -Uh... -I think they're leaving! -Who's leaving? -It appears that we, uh... -What is he saying? -What's he saying? Um, I regret to inform we are no longer in the catering businesses. (gasping, chatter) NOAH: Then who will bring us fish? LOVELACE: Some good questions have no good answers. Sven, they can't leave! Not now. I so sorry, fluffy one. If they stay, then they, too, become not alive. MALE: Ah! I can't take it! I can't take it anymore! Out of my way! I'm getting out of here! (yells) Yeah! (gasps) (crowd gasps and groans) Whoa. That guy was crazy. Yeah. So am I. (grunts) Come on, girls, let's do it. -Yeah! -Yeah! CROWD: Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Sven, teach them. Teach them how to fly! Erik, it's not that easy. Help them, Sven. Help them! But not all penguins created equal, Erik. -But you're a penguin. -(penguins gasping) I a... I a little more than penguin. -I a... I is a... -Look! They're halfway there! -But... -Come on, Sven! Take 'em high to the sky! -Uh... -Do it, Sven! Do it! -Do it, brother! -No, I can't! -ALL: Do it! -They're penguins! -ALL: You're a penguin! -I'm a bird! -You're a what? -A burd... en. -What? -Den. A burden... if I don't try, ja? Ja. Ja. After all, it's just technique, right? Yes! Yes! Okay. Everybody, head up, back straight! (yelling) Okay. Feel the wind beneath your wings. -And up, uppity-up! -Up, uppity-up! Oh, boy. Rotate flippers and sing! Sing! # Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow... # # Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow # # Papa oom mow mow, papa oom mow mow # This time... (grunts) you going down, gravity! SVEN: Ja. Ja. Okay. Ja. Atticus, my man, I'm coming! ATTICUS: Fly, Daddy, fly! -Fly! -Ja! Ja! (grunting) Come on, guys. Come on. If you want it, you must will it! If you will it, it will be yours! (both grunt) (crowd gasps and groans) (grunts) Oh, Daddy. -(ice cracking) -(Sven sighs) Today is a victory. (panting) For defeat. Oh, mighty Sven, you did everything penguinly possible. -SVEN: I is not a penguin. -What?! -What?! I is... a puffin. -(gasps) -Wow. -Really? Ja, just a little puffin bird run out of poof. -No. -Bravo, Lovelace. You brought us a weird bird and sold him as a penguin. (laughs) Bravo, bravo. Hey! Hey. Thank you. I deserved it. (penguins clamoring) I'm sorry, everybody. I'm so sorry. But when I lose my homelands, I was very lonely and very afraidy. And then I meet you and you believe in me. Sven! (chuckles) Oh... it was nice to have a family. Thank you. (sighs) Up, up, uppity... (panting) (rapid tapping on snow) (snow drifting) Hey, guys, we should try this. Huh? -Ah. -Okay. Now, come on! Everyone together. -Yeah. -You know. -Tippity-tap! -Boomedy-boom! -Let's do it! -Si, se puede! Come on! Everybody! We're doomed, and they're dancing. -Unbelievable. -(gasps) (rhythmic tapping) That's it! (rhythmic chanting, tapping) (chuckling) Huh? (laughing) -Los ninos! -(screaming) Atticus! -Mommy! -Oh, Boadicea. -Are you all right? -(ice cracking) Erik! Help me now! Help me now! Help... (grunts) (grunting) (groans) (rumbling) I missed you like crazy, Daddy. -My baby. -I missed you even more, son. (grunting) Erik. Hold on, Erik. I'm on my way. Help! (groaning) Erik? BO: Bite, Erik! Bite down hard! (grunting) Grab it. Grab it. -Use the hips. -Rapido! Now, spin around! Spin around! Okay, all around. Almost! Almost! (grunting) Almost got it, almost got it, almost got it! (sighing) Papa. It's okay, Erik. -(whimpering) -It's okay. I've got you. (sighs) They're tougher than we think, you know. Come on, Erik. Let's go... get off this thing. Carmen! Carmen! Where is Carmen? Carmen! CARMEN: It's okay, Ramon. I'm fine... I guess. I hate these long-distance relationships! (sighs) -Amigos. -Yes? -You must do me a favour. -Okay. -I count to three. -ERIK: Pa! -You push me on two. -He's going to jump! -But don't tell me, okay? -Hey, hey! -One... Two... -Ramon, you're crazy! -Ramon, no! Carmen, I'm coming! My name is Ramon. Ramon Carlos Boyer Garcia Sanchez Santa Maria La Nina Pinta Pacifico Beni... -(grunts) -(crowd gasping) Ramon, I can't believe you did this. How could I not? But down here, we're doomed. 1,000 lifetimes up there is nothing to this one exquisite moment by your side. Ay. You are my world entire. You are... you're beautiful. Only on the outside. No! Why didn't I see this before? You're really beautiful. You really think so? Absolutely. Ramon, my fallen angel. You chased me until I caught you. (Ramon coos) (rumbling) Ay, Ramon, the earth is moving. -I know. It's amazing. -No, it's moving for real. Move! Move! Come on, boys. Don't look back. (rumbling) (screaming, frightened chatter) Mumble, that thing's on the edge! Keep trying! LOVELACE: All it needs is a nudge! GLORIA: We can do this! -(crowd cheering) -Okay. (grunting) (grunting) (groans, sighs) -It's just not enough. -Not enough. We're not big enough. -SVEN: Excuse me. -Yeah. My feet hurt. -Excuse me. Mumbley. Mumbley. -Yeah. Uh, there's a guy named Lars Gavunsterson. I used to dance with his sister, Girta. -Uh-huh. -And, well, anyway, -we were two-time national champion. -Oh. -Amateur division, so... -Okay. Um, look, could I give it a shot? Sure. Sure. Of course. Uh, attentions! Attentions, everybody. Mumbley's foot is very, very hurty. Yeah, like your brain! But I have song and dance from my homelands. It's in Svenish, so join in as best you can. Okay! And a-nooney, and a-dooney, and a-vooney! # Ma-ia hii, ma-ia huu # # Ma-ia haa, ma-ia haha # # Ma-ia hii, ma-ia huu # # Ma-ia haa # -# Ma-ia haha # -Come on! # Vrei sa pleci dar # # Nu-ma, nu-ma iei, nu-ma, nu-ma iei # # Nu-ma, nu-ma, nu-ma iei # # Chipul tau si dragostea din tei... # (screams) (screams) Come on, son. Come on. Where are we going? To find us a lot more oomph. (grunting rhythmically) (screaming) (whooshing) (weakly): # Maiahii... maiahaha... # (gasps softly) Where am I? Who turned out the lights? Is this the end? I should make out my will. I, Willy Williams, leave everything to my imagination-- Oh, no! Imagination-- it's the second sign of madness. If only I'd listened to Bill. Aw, Bill, I'm so sorry! BILL (echoing): That's okay, Will. You were right. I should have stayed with the swarm! No, you were right. Oh, great, I'm talking to myself! You're not mad, Will. Now I'm seeing things. What's going on inside my head?! -Will? -Please, make it stop! Will! (screaming wildly) -(slap) -Ow! Bill? Is it really you? Well, there's only one of me in all the world. You taught me that. Aw, Bill! What are the chances? 'Bout one in a krillion, Will. -(laughs) -KRILL: Quiet, you two! -I'm trying to sleep! -Hey, everyone! It's Will! KRILL: Wow, it's him! It's wee Willy Williams! -I thought he'd be taller. -(cheering) He's back! Will's back! (cheering) Welcome home, Will. But how did you find them? They found me. I was on my last nine legs. I was such a fool, Bill. Will, you're a legend. Those days are gone, my friend. The carnivore is over. No! It's because of you we're all here. -It is? -I told them how the world really works. How there were predators, how we had to adapt. I led them here, under the great ice. No one can find us here. But, Bill, we're still at the bottom of the food chain, with no significant purpose. But we all have a purpose. Yours is to change the world. What possible difference could one krill make? Wait and see, Will. You wait and see. (seals chanting) (chanting faster) (roaring) What are you looking at? What are you looking at? Don't know, but it sure is ugly. Notice, boys, the witty riposte as weapon? Right. Outside, now! We are outside. Come on, then. -No, you come on. -MUMBLE: Excuse me. -Bryan? -Huh? Down here. Ah. G'day, chief. What are you doing here? Bryan, I need a favour. A big one. For you, champ, anything. I need you to come to Emperor Land. Bring as many of your kind as you can. -Why? -To dance. You know. (seals snickering) Now, why would I want to do that? -To free the penguin nation. -Oh, yeah? -There's been a catastrophe. -Right. The entire population is trapped. BRYAN: Uh-huh. MUMBLE: By huge walls of ice and snow. Hey! Bryan! Look, I'd love to help you, sport, but you've come at the worst possible time. Maybe after winter or something, okay? No. That's too late. Way too late. Bryan! You gonna fight or what?! You said you owe me one. Yeah, but right now, I got problems of me own. -Bryan! -Everyone's cranky, looking for a bit of biff. The multitudes need me to keep the peace. If you don't come now, multitudes will die! Aw, here we go. You saying it's my fault now? -No. Whatever's happening to you penguins, don't go blaming it on me! I'm not. But you can help save them. Listen, fella, you look after your kind, and I'll look after mine. If I thought like that, I would have left you in that hole. That's it, I'm claiming a forfeit. Get off my beach! Wayne, now I'm really gonna hurt you. I saved your life! And I'm gonna save yours. Take your little fur ball and fluff off, or I'm gonna turn carnivore with a craving for penguin. -But... The only "butt" I want to see is yours, walking away. Come on, son. We're wasting precious time. There's nothing for us here. BRYAN: Now, where was I? -Right here. -Oh, yeah. -What are you looking at? -What are you looking at? I don't know, but it sure is ugly. (panting softly) No, Pa. This is so unfair. # After all you have done # # You really deserve better # # Nothing makes sense in this world # # It's all a big pile of crazy # # And the kings are all fools # (Bryan grunts softly) # Where is the honour # # When a solemn promise # # Is just a pretty lie? # # And the mighty mock the courage # # Of the humble? # # Although he's just an ordinary penguin # # My daddy taught me # # You don't need to be colossal # # To be a great heart # # You don't need to fly # # To be awesome # # My hero # # My father. # (sighs softly) # Rolling, rolling, rolling # # Keep moving, moving, moving # # Keep them doggies moving # # Rawhide # # Rain and wind and weather, hell-bent for leather # # Wishing me girl was by me side # # Move 'em on, head 'em up # Oh, my goodness. Mumble. Hey, I know that guy. That's Bryan. # Cut 'em out, ride 'em in # # Rawhide! # Okay, this 'berg needs to topple. Find yourself an elephant seal and show them the moves. Penguin, how's a bit of fancy dancing gonna move that? With enough oomph, we can shove enough snow. Pack it in behind. It'll go. It's not gonna happen, mate. That's a whopping pile of 'berg. Just try it. Hit the beat hard! And together! I know how to hit things hard, okay? And I'm telling you... Come on, Bryan! ...the impact force of compact ice under pressure is equiv... Ah, just give it a go, you big wuss! Wayne! -# Dun dun dun dada dun dun # -(rhythmic stomping) # Dun dun dun dada dun dun # -# Ba boo # -# Dun dun dun dada dun dun # # Dun dun dun dada dun dun # -# Ba boo # -# Dun dun dun da day # # Dun dun dun da day # -# Ba boo # -# Dada dun dun da day # -# Dada dun dun da day # -# Ba boo # -Hello. -Yeah. Here we go. Now you're talking, Bryan! (singing, rhythmic stomping continues) You with me, boys? Oh, yeah! # Pressure # # Pushing down on me # # Pressing down on you # # No man asks for # # Under pressure # # That tears a nation down # # Splits a family in two # # Puts people on streets # -# People on streets # -# Um ba ba be # -# Um ba ba be # -# Ee da de da de # -# De day da, de day da # -# People on streets # # Ee da de da, de da, de da # # It's the terror of knowing what this world is about # # Watching some good friends scream # ALL: # Let me out! # # Pray tomorrow # # Take me higher # # Pray tomorrow # # Take me higher... # (rhythmic thumping in distance) You hear that? They're doing it again. -Doing what? -This! (tapping rhythmically) (laughs) Fascinating. What is it? I have no idea. Wow! What's it for? Perhaps it's a momentary relief from the existential terrors of existence. Oh, yeah-- What?! It brings out my happy. (scatting) (grunts) Oh, yes, indeed! # Tell me why # Hey, Bryan, what are you doing? Sometimes you gotta back up to go forward. -# Tell me why, tell me why # -(Bryan grunting) (roars) # Give ourselves one more chance # # Why can't we give ourselves one more chance? # # Why can't we give love, give love # # Give love, give love? # # Why can't we give love # # Every day # # Every night, every hour # Yeah, come on! Take it higher! Come on, come on! Give love, y'all! Give love all! # 'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word # Hey, get down here! -Who, me? -Yeah! Every step counts. # To care for the people # # On the edge of the night # # And love dares you to change our way of # # Caring about ourselves # # This is our last dance # # This is our last dance # # This is ourselves # # Creatures of the world unite. Strength in numbers, we can get it right # -# One time! # -Yeah! (deep rumbling) (cheering) (cheering continues) Be careful, Ramon. I-I'm coming, baby. I'm right behind you. -Ramon! -Amigos! (giddy laughter) I'm getting "emotioable" again. -Come on, Ramon. Coming, baby! -Hi, Erik. -Hello, Bo. Good job, Erik. You, too, Uncle Mumble. You're really something special, brother. One nation, Mumble. One nation. Irie, walking out now, Mumble. One nation. -GLORIA: So, boys... -(gasps) -Mommy! -Gloria. Where's my hug? (laughter) (sighs) Oh, my babies. BRYAN: Come on, nippers. Let's get youse home. Hey, Bryan! Cheers. No worries, penguin. No worries. Yeah. No worries. (soft music) (upbeat music) www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2014