All Hail King Julien: Exiled (2017): Season 1, Episode 6 - Bad-Year Blimp - full transcript
King Julien and his team ride sharks to an Island; Clover and Sage get a map that leads to the wisdom they seek; Mort hides in Junk Harbor.
𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓉e 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉 E𝒩𝒢LI𝒮H
I'm okay!
Now where were we?
I'm hungry, baby. Got
any chimichangas?
Chapter Shest'.
Monkeys?
What am I supposed to do
with a bunch of monkeys?
I need a real army.
Oh, no. They're charging.
Uh-oh, I'm feeling a little...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Not today,
- Ted. Okay?
- Huh?
Everyone's sick of
hearing about your
bladder control issues. Enough.
Eesh! Who fear-tinkled in
your breakfast parfait?
Whoa.
Should I say something?
I feel like I should, you
know, say something.
- Please don't.
- I gotta say something.
People of Mars.
Not on Mars.
We have come in
search of an army
to help me become a king again.
The sharks seem to have volunteered
you guys to be that army.
- Congrats! That's huge.
- Hmm?
Full disclosure, a lot of you
will probably die in the process.
Caesar.
Huh?
Hey! This dummy's not the boss.
No offense, dummy, our
homie Stanislav is.
Hey, Stan! It's me!
King Julien! The lemur!
Who helped you fly
back to Russia.
That one time. Remember?
Bring to camp.
We all want the
secrets to success.
But achieving our
goals isn't easy.
Who can show us the
path to happiness?
Well, he's got all the answers.
He's your host, Fred!
This is happening.
You want more money? A better
relationship with your dad?
Even more money?
Yeah!
Well, stop waiting
around on your duff,
and unleash your inner scorpion.
Tell yourself, "This
is happening!"
This is Jarsh-Jarsh's
ultimate weapon?
I'm gonna kill that
little dung beetle.
If Jarsh-Jarsh sent us here,
I'm sure he had his reasons.
He possesses the all-knowing
wisdom of the universe.
Jarsh!
Welcome, friends. It's
me, Pam, the mongoose.
The one who tried to
marry King Julien
and kill him so I
could be queen.
Yes, Pam, I remember.
Yeah, I totally beat you up.
I wouldn't say beat me up.
- I would.
- Huh?
Pam really took you
behind the woodshed.
Oof.
Okay, well, just, you
know, agree to disagree.
I just wanna apologize
for beating you up.
You didn't really...
The Pam that so savagely...
and embarrassingly thrashed
you, is not the Pam I am today.
And that's all thanks to Fred.
Let's get you signed in.
And I said, "I'm
starting to think
this isn't even a
real pilates studio."
How are you planning to get
them to help us fight Koto?
Easy. I just crank
up the KJ Charm
and they'll be eating
out of my paws.
Stanimal, what's crackalackin'?
I missed you, bro.
What are you doing here on
this crummy tropical island
when you have the utopian
paradise of Russia to party in?
Caesar. He asks about Mother.
Caesar gooder at
make talk than I.
Yeah, we need to have
a conversation about
personal space.
Mother Russia did not want us.
Eesh! He's the one who's gooder
at making talk around here?
Mother put chimps in the
rockets and shot into space.
But after Russia not care about
beating America at space,
Mother have too many monkeys.
No more Cold War.
So Russian space program
now work to get all
monkeys out of Russia.
They dump us on this island
and we build new
society and live here.
No one care about
Russian monkeys.
Yeah! That's great, buddy.
Since your beloved
motherland rejected you
like a rejectable
piece of garbage,
you guys are finally
free to join me
in fighting an
unstoppable warlord
and saving my kingdom.
It's an even better story.
Nyet. We return to Russia.
Really? After the way
they treated you? Why?
To eliminate all the human
and take over the world!
Hey, sounds great.
Right after we take
back my kingdom.
Hmm?
Timo's pod! Maybe Koto
hasn't captured him.
Go away! Timo's not here.
I know you're in there, Timo. I'd
recognize that snort anywhere.
No, it's not... It's not Timo.
It's his pet-sitter,
whose name is Glarry.
Glarry? Oh, please!
Okay, fine. It is Timo.
- But I still can't open this door.
- Why?
I know. I'm getting rid of him.
Go away, please. I'm not decent.
You're never decent!
Oh, listen here, Poindexter!
I'm a fugitive on the run
from an evil dictator,
so I don't have time for this!
Open the freaking door!
Wow, when you put it that way...
Nope, still a no.
Open up, you!
All right.
You're buying this stuff?
Well, I wouldn't
say "buying it,"
but this book does
have a lot of things
that really make you think.
Plus, there is a ton of rules
in here, which I love.
Something smells funny
about this seminar.
Or maybe I've still got some
Jarsh-Jarsh stank on me.
Are you actually
skeptical of something?
Listen, I know what
I'm talking about.
I've tried it all,
sweat lodges, seances,
noise baths, pet psychics, alien
support groups, tickle yoga.
Those things are all
obviously legit,
but this doesn't seem right.
Jarsh-Jarsh sent us
here to find a weapon.
Maybe the knowledge in
this book is the weapon.
I mean, knowledge
is power, right?
- No. Knowledge is knowledge.
- Huh?
This must be another of
Jarsh-Jarsh's tests.
Welcome back, everybody.
You're probably
wondering about these.
Show of hands, who's
wondering about these?
Hmm?
Come on, Sage. We can at least,
you know, just hear him out.
You're thinking, "Is he going on
a trip we weren't invited on?"
Show of hands, who's
thinking that?
Well, you're all wrong.
These suitcases are
my emotional baggage.
Oh!
Let's see what we've got.
Oh! Here's not
feeling appreciated.
- Anyone else feel that way?
- Yeah.
I never feel appreciated
by King Julien.
That's for sure.
You can't be serious.
Shh! This might be important.
And what is this? Not being
your parents' favorite.
Show of hands, who's not
their parents' favorite?
Crimson was always my
parents' favorite.
Sage, it's like he's
speaking just to me!
Mm-hmm. And everyone
else in here.
Notice how vague
everything he says is.
It's like he's some
sort of thing.
Without getting into
specifics, he's like a...
thing.
You know what I mean.
Clover, great news.
You've been promoted to
Commitment Level Omicron.
The initiation starts soon.
Can you believe it?
Really? Oh, cool.
Let's go, Sage.
Sorry, just Clover. She's ready.
You're not.
Clover, we have
to stay together.
They clearly want
to separate you
from your friends so they can
control you more easily.
Nice try. But Clover's shown a
lot of potential, and you, well,
you might find
the Lil' Happeners Kiddie
Korner is more your speed.
Okay. But only because
there's a ball crawl.
I sure do hope that's
Russian for "I'm okay."
What are we gonna do?
They're almost done
with this thing.
And then they're
headed back to Russia
and there goes our army.
Calm down. I just need
a little extra time
to work the KJ Charm
on Stanislav,
so he'll see that what I want
is way more important
than what he wants.
You need to, uh, buy extra time?
I'm afraid to ask.
"I'm afraid to ask!"
That was you.
Mm-hmm.
Somebody call the burn unit.
Huh?
Maurice just got roasted.
All right, Pancho,
lay that plan on me.
We don't want them to
fly away yet, right?
So we throw a monkey
wrench into their engine.
Kaplowie!
They ain't going nowhere
until they can fix it.
This sounds like a bad idea.
Nonsense, Maurice.
Pancho, you sick
and twisted dude,
go and make your kaplowie.
I'm going to work on
convincing Stanislav.
Yeah. Time to crack open a
big ol' can of the KJ Charm.
He keeps saying "KJ Charm" like
it's a real thing or something.
We've got some new Happeners
in the house today.
And one of them really got
me through a rough patch.
Helped me kick a nasty habit.
The habit known as
eating lemur babies.
Yeah, feel free to gasp.
I deserve it.
But now, the only
thing I'm hungry for
is the omelet bar out there
that's in the lobby
breakfast buffet.
Let's hear it for the
omelet bar, everybody.
And
let's give a warm
round of applause
for my friend, my confidant, my
spiritual war-buddy, Clover.
Work, girl. Go on, get it.
I beat her up once.
Clover, welcome to your new home.
Your new family.
And we've got a special
treat for you,
the This is Happening Glory
Singers are here to perform.
It's like I'm making up for
the hugs I missed growing up.
Did somebody say "hugs"?
Come here.
Look at this big, happy family.
That guy over there is...
And I say, be gone, negativity.
And I say, sayonara, doubt.
I free you...
with the power of my pincher.
I've never felt this way before.
I love it here.
And I love all of you.
Are you absolutely,
1,000 percent sure
you guys don't want
to risk your lives
saving my kingdom before
you go back to Russia?
I mean, it's pretty much right on the way.
Pretty much.
Hmm. Is it working?
Am I charming you?
- Time is now.
- Ow!
For Monkey Revolution!
- Da.
- Da!
Something tells me
you guys aren't gonna
make it off this island.
I mean, uh...
Don't forget the
sunscreen, guys.
The sun's pretty intense
over there in the Russias.
Catch a big wave for me.
Here comes the...
Pain?
You were just supposed to give
them a little engine trouble.
A small kaplowie.
You blew the dang blimp
to smithereens, man.
Yeah, and they ain't getting
to Russia any time soon.
If we don't save these space
monkeys, they're gonna drown.
Oh, okay. Yeah.
My execution of the plan fell a
little short. Yeah, good note.
Oh!
Stanislav. He cannot swim.
This puts us in a great
position, Mo-Mo.
If I'm the one who saves him,
Stanislav will be so grateful he'll
feel like he has to help us.
Just relax, buddy.
I got you. I'm not gonna let go.
Never let go.
Thank you. I owe you
my life, comrade.
Oh, Stan. I'm sure we
can work something out.
Oh!
Which one of you cosmonauts
is the best at CPR?
Clover,
I feel a disturbance that has
nothing to do with the itchy rash
on my muladhara chakra.
Fred's tricking these lost souls
into giving him all their stuff.
But what Fred is
giving us in return
is priceless.
All this time, I've been stupidly
trying to fix my own problems
through diligence and hard work,
but Fred has shown me I
don't need to do that.
I just need to listen to him
and keep the donations coming.
Okay. We need to
get out of here.
Immediately. One last dip in the
ball crawl and then we leave.
Not until I see what's
behind that door.
Um...
I'm here for the secret
initiation ritual.
Aah!
Welcome to Level Omicron.
Two more punches and you get
a free cup of frozen yogurt.
Toppings are extra.
I'm actualizing.
This is happening.
Yeah, it's pure magic.
Fine! I'll open the door myself!
Here goes.
Huh.
Guess we just can't do fire.
Must've gotten the
wires crossed.
A medal, Maurice. For
being so selfless.
You're the reason
Stanislav needed
to be saved in the first place!
Yeah, but they don't know that.
Yes, monkeys. Salute your
brave hero, monkeys.
Per Space Monkey Manifesto,
we are required to
build a new zeppelin
to help you win your war.
It says all that?
It says all that.
We are in your debt forever.
Doesn't this feel a
little dishonest?
It feels a lot dishonest.
But either way, the monkeys need
to build something to
get off this island
before that huge
tropical storm hits.
Huge tropical storm? Huh?
Will you look at the
size of that storm!
Category redonkuloid.
What are y'all waiting for?
You it to owe us, monkeys.
Start building this blimp!
Start building the blimp now!
Hey!
That storm's getting closer.
How about a little urgency, people?
Please!
Ow!
The pod door is open!
He somehow figured out
the security code
is one very soft knock.
Thanks a lot for the help, Timo.
You've done it now. I tried
to warn you, and now...
- Ooh, baby, you're in deep now.
- Huh?
Hmm?
You got your little punch-card.
Now we must continue
our journey.
I'm staying.
Whoa...
For the first time in my life,
I have somewhere to belong.
But you already have King Julien
and your friends
and your kingdom.
- Had.
- Huh?
And maybe we'll
never get it back,
Sage.
And maybe staying with Fred
is just a better option.
We don't have much time.
I need you to help me to escape.
Wait, what? What would
you need to escape from?
Okay, so I started doing these
seminars as a goof, right?
Just hoping to make a few bucks
and sell a couple of books.
But I don't understand.
I felt something.
I... I happened.
I, too, felt a brief moment of
enlightenment in the ball crawl.
Then a kid threw up in it.
None of it's real. Other than
the vomit in the ball crawl.
But somehow, I've gotten
these rubes hooked,
and they're giving me all
sorts of money and food
and free stuff.
Darn my charisma!
Now they won't leave me alone.
They're holding me
hostage in this hotel
and forcing me to inspire them
to be the best
thems they can be.
I just don't understand
how I could be so fooled
and sucked in by all of this.
You had all the answers!
Also, hey, let's not
discount my charisma.
Anybody could've fallen for it.
Perhaps saving Fred
was why Jarsh-Jarsh
sent us here in the first place.
Maybe that's our true test.
You're right. I have lost
sight of the true quest.
We leave tonight.
I just need to grab some things
and I'm gonna meet you outside.
And I just need to grab
a quick bubble bath.
The storm's right on top of us.
We gotta launch now, man!
- I prepared a speech.
- That's great.
We can save it for the
in-flight entertainment.
Get this rust-bucket in the air!
We're stuck!
Mo-Mo, I got this.
Little breezy up here.
Come on!
Whoa!
Hold on to monkey.
We cannot let you leave, Fred.
Not until we have all
achieved Full Happenings.
Clover, this is so not cool.
Don't you see, Sage?
We all need Fred to tell us how
to unleash our inner scorpions.
To tell us how to live.
Guys, listen. I don't
have all the answers.
I was seriously just glad I
had a bunch of simpletons
gullible enough to read my book.
Show of hands, who read my book?
Yes. Absolutely.
Skimmed it.
Any of you notice
it's not a good book?
- Um... What?
- 'Cause it's not.
In fact, I am a fraud.
I'm sorry, everybody.
I tricked all of you.
Show of hands, who thinks
we should all go home now?
Escort our friends back to
the hotel multipurpose room.
Whoa...
Oh, yeah, baby!
Cheatin' death and chillin' on a
baller-status sky-yacht, y'all!
Stan, keep the drinks
cold for a minute, huh?
Mauricio!
You okay, buddy? You're all mopey.
Mopey-mope.
What happens if they find out
we're the reason their
zeppelin blew up?
Yeah, mistakes were made, yeah,
but they never have to know.
So that makes it all right.
I don't know. This
feels all icky.
Maurice, what these dumb monkeys
don't know won't hurt them.
Now turn that frown upside
down, and let's party!
That guy over there is...
I'm okay!
Now where were we?
I'm hungry, baby. Got
any chimichangas?
Chapter Shest'.
Monkeys?
What am I supposed to do
with a bunch of monkeys?
I need a real army.
Oh, no. They're charging.
Uh-oh, I'm feeling a little...
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Not today,
- Ted. Okay?
- Huh?
Everyone's sick of
hearing about your
bladder control issues. Enough.
Eesh! Who fear-tinkled in
your breakfast parfait?
Whoa.
Should I say something?
I feel like I should, you
know, say something.
- Please don't.
- I gotta say something.
People of Mars.
Not on Mars.
We have come in
search of an army
to help me become a king again.
The sharks seem to have volunteered
you guys to be that army.
- Congrats! That's huge.
- Hmm?
Full disclosure, a lot of you
will probably die in the process.
Caesar.
Huh?
Hey! This dummy's not the boss.
No offense, dummy, our
homie Stanislav is.
Hey, Stan! It's me!
King Julien! The lemur!
Who helped you fly
back to Russia.
That one time. Remember?
Bring to camp.
We all want the
secrets to success.
But achieving our
goals isn't easy.
Who can show us the
path to happiness?
Well, he's got all the answers.
He's your host, Fred!
This is happening.
You want more money? A better
relationship with your dad?
Even more money?
Yeah!
Well, stop waiting
around on your duff,
and unleash your inner scorpion.
Tell yourself, "This
is happening!"
This is Jarsh-Jarsh's
ultimate weapon?
I'm gonna kill that
little dung beetle.
If Jarsh-Jarsh sent us here,
I'm sure he had his reasons.
He possesses the all-knowing
wisdom of the universe.
Jarsh!
Welcome, friends. It's
me, Pam, the mongoose.
The one who tried to
marry King Julien
and kill him so I
could be queen.
Yes, Pam, I remember.
Yeah, I totally beat you up.
I wouldn't say beat me up.
- I would.
- Huh?
Pam really took you
behind the woodshed.
Oof.
Okay, well, just, you
know, agree to disagree.
I just wanna apologize
for beating you up.
You didn't really...
The Pam that so savagely...
and embarrassingly thrashed
you, is not the Pam I am today.
And that's all thanks to Fred.
Let's get you signed in.
And I said, "I'm
starting to think
this isn't even a
real pilates studio."
How are you planning to get
them to help us fight Koto?
Easy. I just crank
up the KJ Charm
and they'll be eating
out of my paws.
Stanimal, what's crackalackin'?
I missed you, bro.
What are you doing here on
this crummy tropical island
when you have the utopian
paradise of Russia to party in?
Caesar. He asks about Mother.
Caesar gooder at
make talk than I.
Yeah, we need to have
a conversation about
personal space.
Mother Russia did not want us.
Eesh! He's the one who's gooder
at making talk around here?
Mother put chimps in the
rockets and shot into space.
But after Russia not care about
beating America at space,
Mother have too many monkeys.
No more Cold War.
So Russian space program
now work to get all
monkeys out of Russia.
They dump us on this island
and we build new
society and live here.
No one care about
Russian monkeys.
Yeah! That's great, buddy.
Since your beloved
motherland rejected you
like a rejectable
piece of garbage,
you guys are finally
free to join me
in fighting an
unstoppable warlord
and saving my kingdom.
It's an even better story.
Nyet. We return to Russia.
Really? After the way
they treated you? Why?
To eliminate all the human
and take over the world!
Hey, sounds great.
Right after we take
back my kingdom.
Hmm?
Timo's pod! Maybe Koto
hasn't captured him.
Go away! Timo's not here.
I know you're in there, Timo. I'd
recognize that snort anywhere.
No, it's not... It's not Timo.
It's his pet-sitter,
whose name is Glarry.
Glarry? Oh, please!
Okay, fine. It is Timo.
- But I still can't open this door.
- Why?
I know. I'm getting rid of him.
Go away, please. I'm not decent.
You're never decent!
Oh, listen here, Poindexter!
I'm a fugitive on the run
from an evil dictator,
so I don't have time for this!
Open the freaking door!
Wow, when you put it that way...
Nope, still a no.
Open up, you!
All right.
You're buying this stuff?
Well, I wouldn't
say "buying it,"
but this book does
have a lot of things
that really make you think.
Plus, there is a ton of rules
in here, which I love.
Something smells funny
about this seminar.
Or maybe I've still got some
Jarsh-Jarsh stank on me.
Are you actually
skeptical of something?
Listen, I know what
I'm talking about.
I've tried it all,
sweat lodges, seances,
noise baths, pet psychics, alien
support groups, tickle yoga.
Those things are all
obviously legit,
but this doesn't seem right.
Jarsh-Jarsh sent us
here to find a weapon.
Maybe the knowledge in
this book is the weapon.
I mean, knowledge
is power, right?
- No. Knowledge is knowledge.
- Huh?
This must be another of
Jarsh-Jarsh's tests.
Welcome back, everybody.
You're probably
wondering about these.
Show of hands, who's
wondering about these?
Hmm?
Come on, Sage. We can at least,
you know, just hear him out.
You're thinking, "Is he going on
a trip we weren't invited on?"
Show of hands, who's
thinking that?
Well, you're all wrong.
These suitcases are
my emotional baggage.
Oh!
Let's see what we've got.
Oh! Here's not
feeling appreciated.
- Anyone else feel that way?
- Yeah.
I never feel appreciated
by King Julien.
That's for sure.
You can't be serious.
Shh! This might be important.
And what is this? Not being
your parents' favorite.
Show of hands, who's not
their parents' favorite?
Crimson was always my
parents' favorite.
Sage, it's like he's
speaking just to me!
Mm-hmm. And everyone
else in here.
Notice how vague
everything he says is.
It's like he's some
sort of thing.
Without getting into
specifics, he's like a...
thing.
You know what I mean.
Clover, great news.
You've been promoted to
Commitment Level Omicron.
The initiation starts soon.
Can you believe it?
Really? Oh, cool.
Let's go, Sage.
Sorry, just Clover. She's ready.
You're not.
Clover, we have
to stay together.
They clearly want
to separate you
from your friends so they can
control you more easily.
Nice try. But Clover's shown a
lot of potential, and you, well,
you might find
the Lil' Happeners Kiddie
Korner is more your speed.
Okay. But only because
there's a ball crawl.
I sure do hope that's
Russian for "I'm okay."
What are we gonna do?
They're almost done
with this thing.
And then they're
headed back to Russia
and there goes our army.
Calm down. I just need
a little extra time
to work the KJ Charm
on Stanislav,
so he'll see that what I want
is way more important
than what he wants.
You need to, uh, buy extra time?
I'm afraid to ask.
"I'm afraid to ask!"
That was you.
Mm-hmm.
Somebody call the burn unit.
Huh?
Maurice just got roasted.
All right, Pancho,
lay that plan on me.
We don't want them to
fly away yet, right?
So we throw a monkey
wrench into their engine.
Kaplowie!
They ain't going nowhere
until they can fix it.
This sounds like a bad idea.
Nonsense, Maurice.
Pancho, you sick
and twisted dude,
go and make your kaplowie.
I'm going to work on
convincing Stanislav.
Yeah. Time to crack open a
big ol' can of the KJ Charm.
He keeps saying "KJ Charm" like
it's a real thing or something.
We've got some new Happeners
in the house today.
And one of them really got
me through a rough patch.
Helped me kick a nasty habit.
The habit known as
eating lemur babies.
Yeah, feel free to gasp.
I deserve it.
But now, the only
thing I'm hungry for
is the omelet bar out there
that's in the lobby
breakfast buffet.
Let's hear it for the
omelet bar, everybody.
And
let's give a warm
round of applause
for my friend, my confidant, my
spiritual war-buddy, Clover.
Work, girl. Go on, get it.
I beat her up once.
Clover, welcome to your new home.
Your new family.
And we've got a special
treat for you,
the This is Happening Glory
Singers are here to perform.
It's like I'm making up for
the hugs I missed growing up.
Did somebody say "hugs"?
Come here.
Look at this big, happy family.
That guy over there is...
And I say, be gone, negativity.
And I say, sayonara, doubt.
I free you...
with the power of my pincher.
I've never felt this way before.
I love it here.
And I love all of you.
Are you absolutely,
1,000 percent sure
you guys don't want
to risk your lives
saving my kingdom before
you go back to Russia?
I mean, it's pretty much right on the way.
Pretty much.
Hmm. Is it working?
Am I charming you?
- Time is now.
- Ow!
For Monkey Revolution!
- Da.
- Da!
Something tells me
you guys aren't gonna
make it off this island.
I mean, uh...
Don't forget the
sunscreen, guys.
The sun's pretty intense
over there in the Russias.
Catch a big wave for me.
Here comes the...
Pain?
You were just supposed to give
them a little engine trouble.
A small kaplowie.
You blew the dang blimp
to smithereens, man.
Yeah, and they ain't getting
to Russia any time soon.
If we don't save these space
monkeys, they're gonna drown.
Oh, okay. Yeah.
My execution of the plan fell a
little short. Yeah, good note.
Oh!
Stanislav. He cannot swim.
This puts us in a great
position, Mo-Mo.
If I'm the one who saves him,
Stanislav will be so grateful he'll
feel like he has to help us.
Just relax, buddy.
I got you. I'm not gonna let go.
Never let go.
Thank you. I owe you
my life, comrade.
Oh, Stan. I'm sure we
can work something out.
Oh!
Which one of you cosmonauts
is the best at CPR?
Clover,
I feel a disturbance that has
nothing to do with the itchy rash
on my muladhara chakra.
Fred's tricking these lost souls
into giving him all their stuff.
But what Fred is
giving us in return
is priceless.
All this time, I've been stupidly
trying to fix my own problems
through diligence and hard work,
but Fred has shown me I
don't need to do that.
I just need to listen to him
and keep the donations coming.
Okay. We need to
get out of here.
Immediately. One last dip in the
ball crawl and then we leave.
Not until I see what's
behind that door.
Um...
I'm here for the secret
initiation ritual.
Aah!
Welcome to Level Omicron.
Two more punches and you get
a free cup of frozen yogurt.
Toppings are extra.
I'm actualizing.
This is happening.
Yeah, it's pure magic.
Fine! I'll open the door myself!
Here goes.
Huh.
Guess we just can't do fire.
Must've gotten the
wires crossed.
A medal, Maurice. For
being so selfless.
You're the reason
Stanislav needed
to be saved in the first place!
Yeah, but they don't know that.
Yes, monkeys. Salute your
brave hero, monkeys.
Per Space Monkey Manifesto,
we are required to
build a new zeppelin
to help you win your war.
It says all that?
It says all that.
We are in your debt forever.
Doesn't this feel a
little dishonest?
It feels a lot dishonest.
But either way, the monkeys need
to build something to
get off this island
before that huge
tropical storm hits.
Huge tropical storm? Huh?
Will you look at the
size of that storm!
Category redonkuloid.
What are y'all waiting for?
You it to owe us, monkeys.
Start building this blimp!
Start building the blimp now!
Hey!
That storm's getting closer.
How about a little urgency, people?
Please!
Ow!
The pod door is open!
He somehow figured out
the security code
is one very soft knock.
Thanks a lot for the help, Timo.
You've done it now. I tried
to warn you, and now...
- Ooh, baby, you're in deep now.
- Huh?
Hmm?
You got your little punch-card.
Now we must continue
our journey.
I'm staying.
Whoa...
For the first time in my life,
I have somewhere to belong.
But you already have King Julien
and your friends
and your kingdom.
- Had.
- Huh?
And maybe we'll
never get it back,
Sage.
And maybe staying with Fred
is just a better option.
We don't have much time.
I need you to help me to escape.
Wait, what? What would
you need to escape from?
Okay, so I started doing these
seminars as a goof, right?
Just hoping to make a few bucks
and sell a couple of books.
But I don't understand.
I felt something.
I... I happened.
I, too, felt a brief moment of
enlightenment in the ball crawl.
Then a kid threw up in it.
None of it's real. Other than
the vomit in the ball crawl.
But somehow, I've gotten
these rubes hooked,
and they're giving me all
sorts of money and food
and free stuff.
Darn my charisma!
Now they won't leave me alone.
They're holding me
hostage in this hotel
and forcing me to inspire them
to be the best
thems they can be.
I just don't understand
how I could be so fooled
and sucked in by all of this.
You had all the answers!
Also, hey, let's not
discount my charisma.
Anybody could've fallen for it.
Perhaps saving Fred
was why Jarsh-Jarsh
sent us here in the first place.
Maybe that's our true test.
You're right. I have lost
sight of the true quest.
We leave tonight.
I just need to grab some things
and I'm gonna meet you outside.
And I just need to grab
a quick bubble bath.
The storm's right on top of us.
We gotta launch now, man!
- I prepared a speech.
- That's great.
We can save it for the
in-flight entertainment.
Get this rust-bucket in the air!
We're stuck!
Mo-Mo, I got this.
Little breezy up here.
Come on!
Whoa!
Hold on to monkey.
We cannot let you leave, Fred.
Not until we have all
achieved Full Happenings.
Clover, this is so not cool.
Don't you see, Sage?
We all need Fred to tell us how
to unleash our inner scorpions.
To tell us how to live.
Guys, listen. I don't
have all the answers.
I was seriously just glad I
had a bunch of simpletons
gullible enough to read my book.
Show of hands, who read my book?
Yes. Absolutely.
Skimmed it.
Any of you notice
it's not a good book?
- Um... What?
- 'Cause it's not.
In fact, I am a fraud.
I'm sorry, everybody.
I tricked all of you.
Show of hands, who thinks
we should all go home now?
Escort our friends back to
the hotel multipurpose room.
Whoa...
Oh, yeah, baby!
Cheatin' death and chillin' on a
baller-status sky-yacht, y'all!
Stan, keep the drinks
cold for a minute, huh?
Mauricio!
You okay, buddy? You're all mopey.
Mopey-mope.
What happens if they find out
we're the reason their
zeppelin blew up?
Yeah, mistakes were made, yeah,
but they never have to know.
So that makes it all right.
I don't know. This
feels all icky.
Maurice, what these dumb monkeys
don't know won't hurt them.
Now turn that frown upside
down, and let's party!
That guy over there is...