"KING ME" "Come on, come on, come on, faster, Maurice!" "Just a little more polish." "Done!" "At last, the royal post-rear-ior has a symbol worthy of its royal awesomeness." "[chuckles] [crunching sound] Ow!" " You okay?" " Do not worry." "[crunching sound] Agh!" "It is only a royal pain." "[crunching sounds] Agh!" "Nothing to... ow!" "Where is the royal sitting cushion?" "[groans]" "Ooh!" "[chuckles]" "My spleen is tickle-y!" "Ooh!" "I'll be honest, I'd have used Maurice myself, but you are the King." " Wha..." "Clemson?" " Evil!" "Psst." "Who's the chair warmer?" "You don't remember Clemson?" "He tried to replace you as k..." "Thanks for the intro, jeeves, but I think I know how to make an entrance." "Greetings, your highness." "And..." "lowness." "That's frankly horrifying, but I bring you earth-shaking yet, it's kind of funny, news." "Behold the birth certificate of a certain lemur King." "Oh look, Maurice, it's my baby booty prints." "So cute." "Yeah, but, uh, see, did you notice the fine print?" "The part that says, "you weren't born on madagascar?"" "Uh-oh." "Thus, according to the sacred messy scribbles of lemur law," "Julien cannot inherit the crown." "[gasps] [laughs]" "Inherit!" "That is hilarious." "[laughs]" "What does that mean?" "It means..." "[chuckles]" "You can't be King!" "What do you see, Kowalski?" "This new zoom lens is amazing, Skipper." "Mason's nose hair, Alice's security codes, even Mort looks so close, it's like he's running right through the lens, craw..." "Oof!" "[screams] [muffled grunts] He's gone rabid!" "Lethal force approved, men." "Kowalski's expendable." "[wretches] [chainsaw buzzes] [insane yelling] [all groan]" "Wait." "He's not rabid." "Help King Julien!" "Clemson is..." "evil!" "Maurice, you speak babble." "Clarify." "Clemson's back and he has proof the Julien can't be King." " Is that all?" " You don't understand." "Clemson's gonna make himself King now." "Mort and I will have to serve him." "It's a disaster!" "Agreed." "Ringtail may be a buffoon, but he's a relatively harmless buffoon." "But Clemson, he's no buffoon." "And that concerns me." "Maurice, regalese options?" "Lemurs pick their new King with a sacred competition." "Julien can't inherit the crown, but he can earn it if he wins." " Ooh!" "Duel at dawn?" " Royal obstacle course." "Oh, so what's the big deal?" "Well, let's just say King Julien ain't exactly in fighting form, okay?" "[shivering] Not... royalty." "He's been this way since he found out he wasn't King." "[gibberish] Weird." "Julien won't beat Clemson like this." "Well, option two then." "Complete annihilation of the lemur Kingdom." "[wretches]" "Hi." "Wait, Skipper, I may have an idea." "Ugh!" "Does it involve freakish mad science?" "Just my brain-switching machine." "Oh, well as long as it's nothing weird." "We could use it to switch bodies with Julien and compete for him." "[shrieks]" "You can use your crazy penguin science ray to win for me?" "Why weren't you saying so?" "All:" "Oof!" "[screams and groans]" "[blender whirs] [electricity crackles] [static] [giggles] [mumbles]" "Hey, check me out." "I'm the psycho bird." "Oof!" "Oh, okay, that's a little gross." "You sure Rico's the best choice?" "[mumbling gibberish]" "Booty." "Oh, yeah." "[cheers and applause]" "Whoa oh!" "Whoa!" "Oh, yeah, yeah!" " How about that?" " Uh... [cheers and applause]" "Thank you, thank you." "By the way, let's see the Ex-king, lazy-rump, beat that." "Go, you crazy beast." "Be aggressive." "B-e aggressive." "Wait, wait, wait, did Rico just talk?" "You know, non-gruntingly?" "Marlene, focus on the game." "Bam bam bam bam bam bam bam bam." "[gibberish]" "Booty." "Julien wins!" "[cheers and applause]" "How... what the..." "with the ramming and... [gibberish]" "Wait a minute, what's wrong with your voice?" "Allergies." "What's the next event?" "Royal manners." " Thanks." " Something smells rotten here." "It always smells rotten here, but I mean this is really rotten." "I didn't shower today." "Or ever." "Okay, I'm going to help the penguins and King Julien now." "Penguins?" "[blender whirs] [static] [grunting] Hey, look at that." "I'm me again." "All right!" "Excelente work, Rico." "Up next, royal manners." "Hmm, now who's polite?" "Sickeningly polite." " Private, you're up!" " Why thank you, Skipper." "Not a compliment." "Kowalski, switch 'em." "[blender whirs] [electricity crackles]" "This really could work?" "We have out-schemed a schemer!" "[laughs]" "So that's their game?" "Well, I have not yet begun to scheme." "They won't beat me twice." "I'll... is it wrong that I talk to myself this much?" "I don't think so." "What do I care?" "I'm evil." "[evil laugh]" "It's teatime in the cupcake factory." "[giggles]" "Look, I don't prance that much." "Boosh." "Uh..." "I mean..." "I... am being ready for the royal manners-y contest-y thingie." "Actually, slight change." "Manners requires clear skies." "[birds chirp]" "Our replacement contest is, hold on a second... that's right, being mean to servants." " What?" " You heard me." " Say the angry words!" " Do it!" " Come on, do it!" " Do it!" "[whimpers]" "Oh, no, I am touching the feet." "You better be mean to me soon." "Um, Mort is so silly, he... he uses his salad fork for his dessert." "I can't do this!" "[whimpers]" "Does Julien seem different to you?" "Boo!" "Get off the stage you!" "[cries] [sighs] Get Private out of there." "Darn the luck." "Better luck next time." "But coming up, it's the royal trivia contest." "Bring on the trivia!" "Trivia contest?" "Oh, wait, I must have read it upside down." "Hold on a second." "The next event is actually ultimate gorilla wrestling!" "Yo." "[punching sounds] [pained groans]" "Leave the body alone!" "[whimpers]" "I am defeated and whatnot." "What in the name of Patton's bagpipes?" "That ape took a dive." "[grunts] [mumbling] Lincoln's secretary was named Kennedy..." "Hey, yo, those phantom punches are stronger than they look." "Blast that trickster." "Those event were hand-picked for Private and Kowalski's failure." "Everyone fails at gorilla wrestling." " Rico could have done it." " You too." "We better figure out something." "There's only one even left and Clemson's winning by a mile." "Evil!" " Skipper, why don't you go?" " Me in his body?" "Ooh." "Are you supposed to stop when you feel the resistance or just push through?" "What self-respecting penguin would agree to switch bodies with Ringtail?" "[laughs] Answer me that." " But you made us..." " Stay on track, Kowalski." "Now how does Clemson know who's in the lemur suit?" "It's almost as if he's... right behind us!" "Works in the movies sometimes." "[screams] [all scream]" "Hey, classy place you got here." "Well, not classy, but it suits you, which is half the battle." "Little tip though." "Your periscope is showing." "[gasps]" "Egad, he was spying on us!" "[evil laugh]" "And you played right into my paws." "Oh, it was sweet." "It was beautiful." "It was fantastic." "It was me." "[growls]" "Enjoying life as a commoner, Julie?" "Be-silence your insulty zings!" "You cannot take away a true King's... dignities." "[chuckles] Game over, boys." "Unless you can score, oh, 744 points in one event," "I'm the true King around here, not just in my head." "And I can't wait to welcome my new servant staff." "Hint:" "No days off." "What do we do?" "Clemson is going to be" "King of the lemurs." "And I'm going to be a common-y commoner forever!" "A loser!" "Like that guy." "And that is how you insult someone!" " No." " Nuh-uh." "I refuse to be outplayed by a lemur." "I don't care how many points I have to score." "Mark my words." "That schemer will not win." "[blender whirs]" "You hear me?" "He will know sorrow!" "And I've got just the plan." "He won't know what hit him." "[screams] Oof!" "Needles, I gotta get over that." "Winner:" "This guy!" "Eh, I'm thinking he was not being a good choice for knitting." "Hey, hi there, hey, right back at you." "Love this pointing thing." "It means nothing." "And now, my right hand man, Maurice... we'll change that name, by the way, king me, baby!" "Uh-huh." "It's really happening." "This is it, my moment!" "My moment forever!" "I'm finally King!" "I'm the King!" "I'm... what's with the new crown?" "What happened?" "How'd I get back here?" "Let me put that another way." "What happened?" " How'd I get back here?" " Schemed ya!" "[clears throat] I mean... greetings, my worshipping subjects." "No, I'm me." "I am the King." "Worship me." "Talk about a sore loser." "That crown is mine." "[yells]" "Yes, of course, I king Clemison, decree the royal crown belongs to you, handsome lemur, Julien." "Aha!" "I told you you couldn't beat me." "Why doesn't this feel right?" "Now, Kowalski!" "Hey, monkeys, I totally tooted in your bananas." "Lemur, run now." "Can I at least have the crown you sat on in the beginning?" "[screams] [repeated yelps]" "Want a crown?" "I'll give you a crown." "Come here!"