Madagascar: A Little Wild (2020–…): Season 6, Episode 4 - Ambulance Ambush - full transcript
Places!
‐ Vroom vroom!
Gotta fuel up so I can
kick your tails later.
‐ The cars stay in the Lost and
Found until race time, remember?
‐ Fine.
But I call dibs on the red race
car. ‐ I call the ambulance!
‐ And I call‐‐ ‐ I
call the tractor!
‐ Hey! I was gonna
race the tractor.
‐ But I'm a future park ranger and
an expert on agricultural machinery.
‐ Agri‐what‐ural ma‐what‐ery? ‐
That's fancy‐talk for tractor.
‐ Well, I'm an actor.
You can't spell tractor
without actor, I think.
Besides, blue makes my eyes pop.
Whoops. That was an accident!
‐ Well, then so's this!
‐ It's on!
‐ Food fight! I'm in.
It touched my tongue!
‐ What on earth is
going on over there?
Hey! You three know better
than to play with your dinner.
No, no, no.
‐ Kate's right. We
better clean up.
‐ You'd never play with your
food, would you, Melman?
I can always count on
you to be a good giraffe.
‐ I am a good giraffe!
Hope you didn't get into
any trouble while I was...
Uh...
Somebody better clean
this up before Kate sees!
‐ Goodnight, A Little Wild!
You behave yourselves.
I know you'll behave, Melman!
Make sure to keep these party
animals in line for me, okay?
‐ Not everyone can be a perfectly
behaved giraffe like me,
but I won't let Kate down!
‐ Okay, she's gone.
It's race time!
‐ Just as long as
everybody behaves...
‐ I called dibs on the tractor.
‐Well, then I demand a re‐dib!
‐There's no such thing as a re‐dib!
‐ Well, then I triple‐diple‐dib!
‐ Triple‐diple‐dib?
‐ Enough! There are plenty
of other cars to choose from.
But, I get the red one!
Huh? Almost done polishing
your ambulance, Melman?
‐ Almost!
Looking shiny, Mr. Ambulance.
I just know we're gonna win!
Let go! ‐ I
called it first!
‐ It's opposite
day, so it's mine!
‐ If you two don't stop, I'm
gonna call dibs on the tractor!
‐ Hmm. ‐ Hmm.
‐ Can you believe
it, Mr. Ambulance?
That does not look
like behaving to me.
Oh, no!
Alex, Marty, Gloria, look!
Give it back, Alex!
‐ Everybody stop what you're
doing! ‐ What happened?
‐ Somebody popped
my ambulance tire!
‐ Oh, no! ‐ Right
before the race?
Yeesh, talk about bad
timing for a flat.
‐ But good timing for
whoever wanted me to lose.
‐ Wait, you're not saying someone
did this on purpose, are you?
‐ That's exactly
what I'm saying.
‐ I'm sure that it
was just an accident.
‐ Why don't you pick one of the other
cars in the Lost and Found to race?
‐ See, Melman? The
race can go on!
‐ No way! The race is cancelled until
we find the misbehaving tire popper.
So, who's gonna help me?
‐ I dunno, I still think
it was an accident.
Like when I accidentally smushed
Marty's dinner into his face.
"Accidentally."
‐ The point is
even though I make mistakes, I'm
still an all‐around spectacular cat!
‐ Not to mention, humble.
‐ Alex is right. We shouldn't
jump to conclusions.
‐ But I gotta know what
happened to my ambulance!
If the tire popper is out
there, we have to find them.
Please?
‐ Fine. The sooner we get
to the bottom of this,
the sooner we can
start the race.
‐ I guess it couldn't
hurt to ask around
and see where the facts lead us.
No need to point a blaming hoof.
‐ Sure, totally, of course!
I'm coming for ya, tire popper!
‐ Can we please
start the race now?
There might not even be a tire popper.
It was probably a harmless accident.
Let's move on to the fun!
‐ We can't give up
now! We're so close.
I can feel it in my hoof.
Ow!
‐ Melman! You okay, bud?
‐ Huh, those hedgehog
quills are really spiky.
‐ Spiky enough to pop a tire.
It's the perfect match! The
hedgies are the tire poppers!
‐ Whoa! Let's back up, we
don't know what happened.
‐ Yet! C'mon. Let's
go investi‐magate!
‐ I've been waiting
for this all day!
Just you, me, and a
bottle of mustard.
Ant'ney!
‐ I found it on
the floor, I swear!
‐ I'm not here for your pretzel.
I'm here for the hedgies.
Why'd you do it?
Couldn't help yourselves
from taking a joyride on
my ambulance, could ya?
‐ How about we let the
hedgies speak for themselves.
‐ Hold on. You're not accusing
these sweet little hedgies
of popping your tire
on purpose, are ya?
‐ That's exactly what I'm doing!
‐ You should probably know
the whole story first.
Luckily, I have it.
It was a beautiful
day in the city.
I was a‐flappin'
over the habitat
when I saw a basketball
come flying out of nowhere
and knock over the poor
hedgies' terrarium!
The hedgies bounced down the steps
and landed on your race cars.
You know, you really
should clean up your toys.
It's like my ma always
says‐‐ ALL: Ant'ney!
‐ Right, right where was I? Oh!
The cars went haywire
and zoomed off,
ramping them up the embankment
and into the Lost and Found box.
It was a real boom, smack,
squeak, bang, squeak, clang!
‐ Ant'ney! ‐ Ant'ney!
‐ It wasn't their fault, they
were just running scared.
End of story!
‐ So, a basketball knocked
the terrarium over,
which sent the hedgies riding
into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes
accidentally popped the tire.
‐ Great! Now that we know what
happened, we can start the race.
‐ I knew it was an accident.
Problem solved, case closed!
‐ Not so fast! We've gotta find
whoever threw that basketball.
They're the ones to blame!
‐ I guess it could've
come from the sea lions.
They have a basketball.
‐ Oh, no! Could this horrible
event have been caused
by my number one favorite
performer, Ronathan?
‐ I thought I was your number
one favorite performer.
‐ Not now, Alex! We gotta
find the tire popper,
even if it is... Ronathan.
‐ Good luck, kids! My work
here is done! And so...
is my pretzel.
‐ So... we're not racing yet?
‐ No way. Mission
Ambulance Ambush is a go!
To the zip vines!
‐ I didn't go left, Dave,
you rolled me that way!
That's the last time I let
you use me as a bowling ball.
Oh!
Toll, please!
‐ Hmm. Wait a second.
Do you know anything about
my ambulance's popped tire?
Or the basketball
that caused it?
‐ Dave and I always take
credit for our handiwork.
If we were behind your flat
tire, you'd already know.
‐ True. ‐ Fair point.
‐ I'm still gonna need
that toll. ‐ Oh, right.
Fancy a fancy toy car?
‐ Oh!
‐ Oh! ‐ Ah!
‐ Strike! Have a nice trip!
‐ Hiya, friends!
‐ J'accuse! That means,
"I accuse you" in‐‐
‐ French! I know. I'm fluent.
‐ Of course you are.
Because you're perfect!
‐ What's wrong, Melman?
‐ I'll tell you what's wrong!
You crashed your basketball
into the hedgies' terrarium!
Because of you, they popped my
tire with their spiky quills!
‐ Hmm? ‐ Hmm?
‐ We would never do something
like that on purpose.
‐ Then how do you explain this?
‐ Don't mind Melman.
He's just really...
passionate about his ambulance.
‐ Can you remember anything to
help us get to the bottom of this?
‐ Anything to help our
friends! Now, as I remember...
Ziggy, Lou, and I were
playing basketball
and right as Ziggy did her
super‐duper‐hook hook shot,
Pilar and Pedro fell out of the sky
and crashed into the basketball hoop!
Ziggy was so startled, she
shot it over the habitat wall!
It must've bounced all the
way to the hedgies' terrarium,
but we didn't notice,
we were busy making sure
Pilar and Pedro were okay.
‐ So, the parrots crashed into the
hoop, which made Ziggy toss the ball,
which knocked over
the terrarium,
which sent the hedgies riding
into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes
popped the tire.
‐ These things happen.
I crash into stuff all the
time when I test out new moves.
Ow! ‐ See?
‐ But Pedro and Pilar are the two most
graceful salsa dancers in the sky.
They never miss a
beat, let alone crash.
‐ Graceful, shmaceful. They're
the reason my ambulance is ruined.
The pot has quickened!
‐ Uh, I think you mean
"The plot has thickened."
‐ To the parrots!
‐ Hola, A Little Wild.
Come to watch us rehearse?
‐ We are working on
some new dance moves.
‐ Ooh, I gotta try that.
‐ Not bad.
But let's see if you can dance
your way out of this one,
why'd you crash into
the sea lions' hoop?
If it wasn't for you, I'd be
racing my ambulance right now!
‐ Ease up, Melman. Nobody
crashes on purpose.
‐ Exactly! Oops!
‐ That's right, we never
meant to crash into the hoop.
Pedro and I were practicing
our aerial salsa routine
when out of nowhere, we saw some
creature hop into the air...
And then a
bright light blinded us!
Unable to see, we
spiraled down, down, down
and crashed into the sea
lions' basketball hoop!
‐ Hmm.
So, a small hopping creature
blinded Pilar and Pedro,
which made them crash into the hoop,
which made Ziggy toss the basketball
which knocked over the
terrarium, which sent the hedgies
riding into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes popped the tire.
‐ Hmm. I once blinded a
whole crowd of adoring fans
with my dazzling smile!
It happens.
‐ But what kind of
misbehaving creature
would've hopped into the sky
to blind Pilar and Pedro?
‐ I happen to know a little frog
who's really good at hopping...
‐ Oh, Lala!
Oh...
Lala!
‐ Well, if it isn't my
favorite wild animals!
‐ Flattery will get
you nowhere, Lala.
But thanks! Big
fan of yours, too.
Now tell me, why did you
blind Pilar and Pedro?
‐ You mean, like blind
them with my charm?
Or my beauty? ‐
Totally been there.
‐ Or with your secret
blinding machine!
‐ I don't follow, but
I'm excited to hear more.
Tell me everything!
‐ Somebody hopped into the sky
and blinded the parrots
with the sun's reflection!
Because of that somebody,
my ambulance is ruined!
‐ Would you happen to
have something shiny
that might've caught the sunlight
and reflected it at the parrots?
‐ Hmm. Something shiny...
also reflective.
Oh! My disco ball necklace!
Gloria invited me to the
habitat for a tea party.
I was sitting on a tea spoon,
telling her all about
my life at the pond,
when out of nowhere, I was
catapulted into the sky!
While mid‐air, my necklace
must've caught the sunlight
and temporarily blinded
Pilar and Pedro...
and sent them hurtling
out of the sky.
‐ So‐‐ ‐ Marty. Can I
do the recap this time?
‐ Have at it! ‐ Okay, so!
Something catapulted
Lala into the air,
where her necklace
blinded Pilar and Pedro,
which made them crash into the hoop,
causing Ziggy to toss the basketball,
which knocked over
the terrarium,
sending the hedgies riding
into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes
popped the tire!
‐Yeah! ‐ Alright, Alex!
‐ So, whatever or whoever
hit Lala's spoon is to blame!
‐ Uh, I don't know what
hit my spoon, Melman!
It was probably a
rock. Or an asteroid!
‐ Wait a second, this all
happened in our habitat.
Which means the animal responsible
for the popped tire must be...
one of us!
‐ I can't believe one of
us is responsible for this.
Well, by "us" I mean not me.
I'm a good giraffe.
Even Kate said so.
So...
It's gotta be one of you!
‐ Whoa there, Melman.
I know you wanna get to
the bottom of this mystery,
but we're your friends.
‐ We would never hurt you or
your ambulance on purpose.
‐ Hmm. Who could've sent
Lala flying through the sky.
Was it Ant'ney?
Was it one of the rats?
Was it‐‐? ‐ It was me!
I'm the one who catapulted
Lala on the tea spoon!
‐ Of course! You've been dead set
on starting the race all night.
You couldn't stand to
see a good giraffe win!
‐ Oh! That's not true, Melman!
I never meant for any
of this to happen.
‐ It's okay, Gloria. Just
tell us what you know.
‐ Lala and I were
enjoying our tea party,
when suddenly, something
sharp stung my back
and I slammed my hand
down on Lala's spoon,
accidentally sending
her flying into the air.
‐ Hmm. That's no sting!
That's a scratch.
‐ A scratch that could've
only come from...
a lion!
‐ Who, me?
‐ So, this is all
your fault, Alex!
‐ But I would never
scratch Gloria!
Although, that does look
like my handiwork...
‐ Think back, Alex. Is there
anything you might remember?
Any reason why you
might've scratched Gloria?
‐ Yeah, I'd like to hear this.
‐ It was spa day...
and I was relaxing with a
cooling cucumber face mask,
when suddenly, something
slammed into me really hard!
My mask had turned into a sloppy
mush that covered my eyes,
which wasn't all that bad.
Though I couldn't see,
it did make my coat a little
more silky soft than usual.
Alex!
Anyway, I stumbled around,
looking for a towel to clean myself off.
I must've scratched Gloria
without realizing it.
‐ So‐‐ ‐ Don't worry,
Marty. I got it this time!
‐ Go right ahead! ‐ So,
somebody shoved Alex,
which made him scratch me, so
I catapulted Lala into the air,
where her necklace
blinded Pilar and Pedro,
which made them
crash into the hoop,
which made Ziggy toss the basketball,
knocked over the terrarium,
and sent the hedgies
riding into Lost and Found,
where their spikes popped the tire.
‐ This is making my head dizzy.
‐ So, whoever shoved Alex is to
blame. But who would've done that?
‐ Hmm...
‐ What is it, Marty?
Did you find the shover?
‐ Yup, it's me.
I'm the one who shoved
Alex. I'm the one to blame!
‐ But you always
follow the rules!
After me, you're the goodest
animal in the whole habitat!
‐ You might not think that
after you hear what happened.
I was polishing the button
inside my ranger hat,
when out of nowhere,
something tickled my nose
and I let out the biggest sneeze
that launched me back into something!
I didn't know it was Alex. Then,
well, you know what happened next.
If I hadn't sneezed, none
of this would've happened.
I'm pulling myself
out of the race.
‐ But, Marty!
C'mon. Let's make
sure he's okay.
‐ All day, I've been looking
for the tire popper...
and it's Marty?
‐ Sneezes happen, Marty.
It wasn't your fault.
‐ I'm usually very good
at controlling my sneezes.
But this wasn't just any sneeze. It
was the biggest sneeze of my life!
Something came over me that day.
Like the fluffiest fluff floated
into my nose and exploded!
‐ That happens to me whenever
I make a wish on a dandelion.
Hey, where'd all
the dandelions go?
‐ D‐d‐d‐dandelions?
You sure like dandelions, huh? Well,
then make a wish on these petals,
'cause you're gonna wish you never
showed your wings in this habitat!
I mean that in the
nicest way possible!
Oh, no. It was all my
fault. I'm the tire popper!
I misbehaved!
First, I'm a tire popper. Next,
I'll probably be a bubble popper.
Only a matter of time before I'm popping
an innocent baby's balloon in the park!
I'm a monster!
‐ Here you go, Melman.
I fixed the ambulance.
After the chaos I caused,
I don't deserve anything,
not even buttons.
‐ Oh! Marty, this is‐‐
‐ The button from his
park ranger hat? Yup.
‐ But you love that hat!
I can't let you do this.
No one deserves to be punished
for an honest mistake.
‐ Keep it, Melman.
This was my fault.
‐ Aw, come on, Marty.
We can't do the race
without you. Right, Melman?
‐ It's not your fault,
Marty! It's my fault!
‐ It is?
‐Huh? ‐ What are
you talking about?
‐ What happened was...
Wait. I spent the whole
day blaming everyone else,
so everyone else should
know I'm the one to blame.
Attention, wildlife.
This is Melman with an
important announcement.
Ya know those delightful
dandelions growing in the habitat?
I'm ashamed to say that I tore
those pesky butterfly‐magnets
out of the ground.
The dandelions' fluff
made Marty sneeze,
and caused him to bump Alex,
which made Alex scratch Gloria,
who flung Lala into the sky,
where she blinded the parrots,
so they crashed into the
hoop and startled Ziggy,
who threw the ball that
knocked the terrarium over
and sent the hedgies riding
to the Lost and Found!
Where their spikes
popped my ambulance tire!
‐ So, you're
saying... ‐ It was me!
I'm the reason the tire got
popped! I'm a bad giraffe!
‐ Melman popped his own tire?
‐ Melman popped his own tire?
‐ I've done all
sorts of bad things,
like eating the last
dumpling yesterday night.
‐ Hey! That was you?
‐ And unspooling Alex's yarn
ball. ‐ I'm sorry, what?
‐ And letting Marty take the blame
for popping my ambulance tire.
‐ It's okay, Melman. Just
'cause you've made mistakes,
doesn't mean you're
a bad giraffe.
Walk with me.
‐ See, Melman? You don't have
to be perfect all the time.
‐ You just have to be the
best "you" that you can be.
‐ And sometimes the best
"you" might make mistakes.
‐ I shouldn't have been looking
for someone to blame all night.
I promise, from now on,
I'll trust that my friends
are being their
best selves, too.
‐ That's great, Melman. Now
can we please start the race?
Go! Go! Go!
‐ Vroom vroom! ‐ Go, Gloria!
You can
do it, Melman!
‐ Huh? Are they
racing without us?
‐ So, which one of you wants
to get second place today?
‐ Not me. Eat my dust!
‐ You sure you don't wanna
use my button, Melman?
‐ Thanks, Marty, but I kinda like
my one‐of‐a‐kind three‐wheeler!
Watch this!
Watch out!
‐ Woo! Oh!
‐ Oh, no. Not again!
‐ Ah!
‐ Oh!
Woa!
‐ Oh... ‐ Oh...
‐ The hedgies popped
our basketball!
‐ That's enough
racing for today.
‐ Vroom vroom!
Gotta fuel up so I can
kick your tails later.
‐ The cars stay in the Lost and
Found until race time, remember?
‐ Fine.
But I call dibs on the red race
car. ‐ I call the ambulance!
‐ And I call‐‐ ‐ I
call the tractor!
‐ Hey! I was gonna
race the tractor.
‐ But I'm a future park ranger and
an expert on agricultural machinery.
‐ Agri‐what‐ural ma‐what‐ery? ‐
That's fancy‐talk for tractor.
‐ Well, I'm an actor.
You can't spell tractor
without actor, I think.
Besides, blue makes my eyes pop.
Whoops. That was an accident!
‐ Well, then so's this!
‐ It's on!
‐ Food fight! I'm in.
It touched my tongue!
‐ What on earth is
going on over there?
Hey! You three know better
than to play with your dinner.
No, no, no.
‐ Kate's right. We
better clean up.
‐ You'd never play with your
food, would you, Melman?
I can always count on
you to be a good giraffe.
‐ I am a good giraffe!
Hope you didn't get into
any trouble while I was...
Uh...
Somebody better clean
this up before Kate sees!
‐ Goodnight, A Little Wild!
You behave yourselves.
I know you'll behave, Melman!
Make sure to keep these party
animals in line for me, okay?
‐ Not everyone can be a perfectly
behaved giraffe like me,
but I won't let Kate down!
‐ Okay, she's gone.
It's race time!
‐ Just as long as
everybody behaves...
‐ I called dibs on the tractor.
‐Well, then I demand a re‐dib!
‐There's no such thing as a re‐dib!
‐ Well, then I triple‐diple‐dib!
‐ Triple‐diple‐dib?
‐ Enough! There are plenty
of other cars to choose from.
But, I get the red one!
Huh? Almost done polishing
your ambulance, Melman?
‐ Almost!
Looking shiny, Mr. Ambulance.
I just know we're gonna win!
Let go! ‐ I
called it first!
‐ It's opposite
day, so it's mine!
‐ If you two don't stop, I'm
gonna call dibs on the tractor!
‐ Hmm. ‐ Hmm.
‐ Can you believe
it, Mr. Ambulance?
That does not look
like behaving to me.
Oh, no!
Alex, Marty, Gloria, look!
Give it back, Alex!
‐ Everybody stop what you're
doing! ‐ What happened?
‐ Somebody popped
my ambulance tire!
‐ Oh, no! ‐ Right
before the race?
Yeesh, talk about bad
timing for a flat.
‐ But good timing for
whoever wanted me to lose.
‐ Wait, you're not saying someone
did this on purpose, are you?
‐ That's exactly
what I'm saying.
‐ I'm sure that it
was just an accident.
‐ Why don't you pick one of the other
cars in the Lost and Found to race?
‐ See, Melman? The
race can go on!
‐ No way! The race is cancelled until
we find the misbehaving tire popper.
So, who's gonna help me?
‐ I dunno, I still think
it was an accident.
Like when I accidentally smushed
Marty's dinner into his face.
"Accidentally."
‐ The point is
even though I make mistakes, I'm
still an all‐around spectacular cat!
‐ Not to mention, humble.
‐ Alex is right. We shouldn't
jump to conclusions.
‐ But I gotta know what
happened to my ambulance!
If the tire popper is out
there, we have to find them.
Please?
‐ Fine. The sooner we get
to the bottom of this,
the sooner we can
start the race.
‐ I guess it couldn't
hurt to ask around
and see where the facts lead us.
No need to point a blaming hoof.
‐ Sure, totally, of course!
I'm coming for ya, tire popper!
‐ Can we please
start the race now?
There might not even be a tire popper.
It was probably a harmless accident.
Let's move on to the fun!
‐ We can't give up
now! We're so close.
I can feel it in my hoof.
Ow!
‐ Melman! You okay, bud?
‐ Huh, those hedgehog
quills are really spiky.
‐ Spiky enough to pop a tire.
It's the perfect match! The
hedgies are the tire poppers!
‐ Whoa! Let's back up, we
don't know what happened.
‐ Yet! C'mon. Let's
go investi‐magate!
‐ I've been waiting
for this all day!
Just you, me, and a
bottle of mustard.
Ant'ney!
‐ I found it on
the floor, I swear!
‐ I'm not here for your pretzel.
I'm here for the hedgies.
Why'd you do it?
Couldn't help yourselves
from taking a joyride on
my ambulance, could ya?
‐ How about we let the
hedgies speak for themselves.
‐ Hold on. You're not accusing
these sweet little hedgies
of popping your tire
on purpose, are ya?
‐ That's exactly what I'm doing!
‐ You should probably know
the whole story first.
Luckily, I have it.
It was a beautiful
day in the city.
I was a‐flappin'
over the habitat
when I saw a basketball
come flying out of nowhere
and knock over the poor
hedgies' terrarium!
The hedgies bounced down the steps
and landed on your race cars.
You know, you really
should clean up your toys.
It's like my ma always
says‐‐ ALL: Ant'ney!
‐ Right, right where was I? Oh!
The cars went haywire
and zoomed off,
ramping them up the embankment
and into the Lost and Found box.
It was a real boom, smack,
squeak, bang, squeak, clang!
‐ Ant'ney! ‐ Ant'ney!
‐ It wasn't their fault, they
were just running scared.
End of story!
‐ So, a basketball knocked
the terrarium over,
which sent the hedgies riding
into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes
accidentally popped the tire.
‐ Great! Now that we know what
happened, we can start the race.
‐ I knew it was an accident.
Problem solved, case closed!
‐ Not so fast! We've gotta find
whoever threw that basketball.
They're the ones to blame!
‐ I guess it could've
come from the sea lions.
They have a basketball.
‐ Oh, no! Could this horrible
event have been caused
by my number one favorite
performer, Ronathan?
‐ I thought I was your number
one favorite performer.
‐ Not now, Alex! We gotta
find the tire popper,
even if it is... Ronathan.
‐ Good luck, kids! My work
here is done! And so...
is my pretzel.
‐ So... we're not racing yet?
‐ No way. Mission
Ambulance Ambush is a go!
To the zip vines!
‐ I didn't go left, Dave,
you rolled me that way!
That's the last time I let
you use me as a bowling ball.
Oh!
Toll, please!
‐ Hmm. Wait a second.
Do you know anything about
my ambulance's popped tire?
Or the basketball
that caused it?
‐ Dave and I always take
credit for our handiwork.
If we were behind your flat
tire, you'd already know.
‐ True. ‐ Fair point.
‐ I'm still gonna need
that toll. ‐ Oh, right.
Fancy a fancy toy car?
‐ Oh!
‐ Oh! ‐ Ah!
‐ Strike! Have a nice trip!
‐ Hiya, friends!
‐ J'accuse! That means,
"I accuse you" in‐‐
‐ French! I know. I'm fluent.
‐ Of course you are.
Because you're perfect!
‐ What's wrong, Melman?
‐ I'll tell you what's wrong!
You crashed your basketball
into the hedgies' terrarium!
Because of you, they popped my
tire with their spiky quills!
‐ Hmm? ‐ Hmm?
‐ We would never do something
like that on purpose.
‐ Then how do you explain this?
‐ Don't mind Melman.
He's just really...
passionate about his ambulance.
‐ Can you remember anything to
help us get to the bottom of this?
‐ Anything to help our
friends! Now, as I remember...
Ziggy, Lou, and I were
playing basketball
and right as Ziggy did her
super‐duper‐hook hook shot,
Pilar and Pedro fell out of the sky
and crashed into the basketball hoop!
Ziggy was so startled, she
shot it over the habitat wall!
It must've bounced all the
way to the hedgies' terrarium,
but we didn't notice,
we were busy making sure
Pilar and Pedro were okay.
‐ So, the parrots crashed into the
hoop, which made Ziggy toss the ball,
which knocked over
the terrarium,
which sent the hedgies riding
into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes
popped the tire.
‐ These things happen.
I crash into stuff all the
time when I test out new moves.
Ow! ‐ See?
‐ But Pedro and Pilar are the two most
graceful salsa dancers in the sky.
They never miss a
beat, let alone crash.
‐ Graceful, shmaceful. They're
the reason my ambulance is ruined.
The pot has quickened!
‐ Uh, I think you mean
"The plot has thickened."
‐ To the parrots!
‐ Hola, A Little Wild.
Come to watch us rehearse?
‐ We are working on
some new dance moves.
‐ Ooh, I gotta try that.
‐ Not bad.
But let's see if you can dance
your way out of this one,
why'd you crash into
the sea lions' hoop?
If it wasn't for you, I'd be
racing my ambulance right now!
‐ Ease up, Melman. Nobody
crashes on purpose.
‐ Exactly! Oops!
‐ That's right, we never
meant to crash into the hoop.
Pedro and I were practicing
our aerial salsa routine
when out of nowhere, we saw some
creature hop into the air...
And then a
bright light blinded us!
Unable to see, we
spiraled down, down, down
and crashed into the sea
lions' basketball hoop!
‐ Hmm.
So, a small hopping creature
blinded Pilar and Pedro,
which made them crash into the hoop,
which made Ziggy toss the basketball
which knocked over the
terrarium, which sent the hedgies
riding into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes popped the tire.
‐ Hmm. I once blinded a
whole crowd of adoring fans
with my dazzling smile!
It happens.
‐ But what kind of
misbehaving creature
would've hopped into the sky
to blind Pilar and Pedro?
‐ I happen to know a little frog
who's really good at hopping...
‐ Oh, Lala!
Oh...
Lala!
‐ Well, if it isn't my
favorite wild animals!
‐ Flattery will get
you nowhere, Lala.
But thanks! Big
fan of yours, too.
Now tell me, why did you
blind Pilar and Pedro?
‐ You mean, like blind
them with my charm?
Or my beauty? ‐
Totally been there.
‐ Or with your secret
blinding machine!
‐ I don't follow, but
I'm excited to hear more.
Tell me everything!
‐ Somebody hopped into the sky
and blinded the parrots
with the sun's reflection!
Because of that somebody,
my ambulance is ruined!
‐ Would you happen to
have something shiny
that might've caught the sunlight
and reflected it at the parrots?
‐ Hmm. Something shiny...
also reflective.
Oh! My disco ball necklace!
Gloria invited me to the
habitat for a tea party.
I was sitting on a tea spoon,
telling her all about
my life at the pond,
when out of nowhere, I was
catapulted into the sky!
While mid‐air, my necklace
must've caught the sunlight
and temporarily blinded
Pilar and Pedro...
and sent them hurtling
out of the sky.
‐ So‐‐ ‐ Marty. Can I
do the recap this time?
‐ Have at it! ‐ Okay, so!
Something catapulted
Lala into the air,
where her necklace
blinded Pilar and Pedro,
which made them crash into the hoop,
causing Ziggy to toss the basketball,
which knocked over
the terrarium,
sending the hedgies riding
into the Lost and Found,
where their spikes
popped the tire!
‐Yeah! ‐ Alright, Alex!
‐ So, whatever or whoever
hit Lala's spoon is to blame!
‐ Uh, I don't know what
hit my spoon, Melman!
It was probably a
rock. Or an asteroid!
‐ Wait a second, this all
happened in our habitat.
Which means the animal responsible
for the popped tire must be...
one of us!
‐ I can't believe one of
us is responsible for this.
Well, by "us" I mean not me.
I'm a good giraffe.
Even Kate said so.
So...
It's gotta be one of you!
‐ Whoa there, Melman.
I know you wanna get to
the bottom of this mystery,
but we're your friends.
‐ We would never hurt you or
your ambulance on purpose.
‐ Hmm. Who could've sent
Lala flying through the sky.
Was it Ant'ney?
Was it one of the rats?
Was it‐‐? ‐ It was me!
I'm the one who catapulted
Lala on the tea spoon!
‐ Of course! You've been dead set
on starting the race all night.
You couldn't stand to
see a good giraffe win!
‐ Oh! That's not true, Melman!
I never meant for any
of this to happen.
‐ It's okay, Gloria. Just
tell us what you know.
‐ Lala and I were
enjoying our tea party,
when suddenly, something
sharp stung my back
and I slammed my hand
down on Lala's spoon,
accidentally sending
her flying into the air.
‐ Hmm. That's no sting!
That's a scratch.
‐ A scratch that could've
only come from...
a lion!
‐ Who, me?
‐ So, this is all
your fault, Alex!
‐ But I would never
scratch Gloria!
Although, that does look
like my handiwork...
‐ Think back, Alex. Is there
anything you might remember?
Any reason why you
might've scratched Gloria?
‐ Yeah, I'd like to hear this.
‐ It was spa day...
and I was relaxing with a
cooling cucumber face mask,
when suddenly, something
slammed into me really hard!
My mask had turned into a sloppy
mush that covered my eyes,
which wasn't all that bad.
Though I couldn't see,
it did make my coat a little
more silky soft than usual.
Alex!
Anyway, I stumbled around,
looking for a towel to clean myself off.
I must've scratched Gloria
without realizing it.
‐ So‐‐ ‐ Don't worry,
Marty. I got it this time!
‐ Go right ahead! ‐ So,
somebody shoved Alex,
which made him scratch me, so
I catapulted Lala into the air,
where her necklace
blinded Pilar and Pedro,
which made them
crash into the hoop,
which made Ziggy toss the basketball,
knocked over the terrarium,
and sent the hedgies
riding into Lost and Found,
where their spikes popped the tire.
‐ This is making my head dizzy.
‐ So, whoever shoved Alex is to
blame. But who would've done that?
‐ Hmm...
‐ What is it, Marty?
Did you find the shover?
‐ Yup, it's me.
I'm the one who shoved
Alex. I'm the one to blame!
‐ But you always
follow the rules!
After me, you're the goodest
animal in the whole habitat!
‐ You might not think that
after you hear what happened.
I was polishing the button
inside my ranger hat,
when out of nowhere,
something tickled my nose
and I let out the biggest sneeze
that launched me back into something!
I didn't know it was Alex. Then,
well, you know what happened next.
If I hadn't sneezed, none
of this would've happened.
I'm pulling myself
out of the race.
‐ But, Marty!
C'mon. Let's make
sure he's okay.
‐ All day, I've been looking
for the tire popper...
and it's Marty?
‐ Sneezes happen, Marty.
It wasn't your fault.
‐ I'm usually very good
at controlling my sneezes.
But this wasn't just any sneeze. It
was the biggest sneeze of my life!
Something came over me that day.
Like the fluffiest fluff floated
into my nose and exploded!
‐ That happens to me whenever
I make a wish on a dandelion.
Hey, where'd all
the dandelions go?
‐ D‐d‐d‐dandelions?
You sure like dandelions, huh? Well,
then make a wish on these petals,
'cause you're gonna wish you never
showed your wings in this habitat!
I mean that in the
nicest way possible!
Oh, no. It was all my
fault. I'm the tire popper!
I misbehaved!
First, I'm a tire popper. Next,
I'll probably be a bubble popper.
Only a matter of time before I'm popping
an innocent baby's balloon in the park!
I'm a monster!
‐ Here you go, Melman.
I fixed the ambulance.
After the chaos I caused,
I don't deserve anything,
not even buttons.
‐ Oh! Marty, this is‐‐
‐ The button from his
park ranger hat? Yup.
‐ But you love that hat!
I can't let you do this.
No one deserves to be punished
for an honest mistake.
‐ Keep it, Melman.
This was my fault.
‐ Aw, come on, Marty.
We can't do the race
without you. Right, Melman?
‐ It's not your fault,
Marty! It's my fault!
‐ It is?
‐Huh? ‐ What are
you talking about?
‐ What happened was...
Wait. I spent the whole
day blaming everyone else,
so everyone else should
know I'm the one to blame.
Attention, wildlife.
This is Melman with an
important announcement.
Ya know those delightful
dandelions growing in the habitat?
I'm ashamed to say that I tore
those pesky butterfly‐magnets
out of the ground.
The dandelions' fluff
made Marty sneeze,
and caused him to bump Alex,
which made Alex scratch Gloria,
who flung Lala into the sky,
where she blinded the parrots,
so they crashed into the
hoop and startled Ziggy,
who threw the ball that
knocked the terrarium over
and sent the hedgies riding
to the Lost and Found!
Where their spikes
popped my ambulance tire!
‐ So, you're
saying... ‐ It was me!
I'm the reason the tire got
popped! I'm a bad giraffe!
‐ Melman popped his own tire?
‐ Melman popped his own tire?
‐ I've done all
sorts of bad things,
like eating the last
dumpling yesterday night.
‐ Hey! That was you?
‐ And unspooling Alex's yarn
ball. ‐ I'm sorry, what?
‐ And letting Marty take the blame
for popping my ambulance tire.
‐ It's okay, Melman. Just
'cause you've made mistakes,
doesn't mean you're
a bad giraffe.
Walk with me.
‐ See, Melman? You don't have
to be perfect all the time.
‐ You just have to be the
best "you" that you can be.
‐ And sometimes the best
"you" might make mistakes.
‐ I shouldn't have been looking
for someone to blame all night.
I promise, from now on,
I'll trust that my friends
are being their
best selves, too.
‐ That's great, Melman. Now
can we please start the race?
Go! Go! Go!
‐ Vroom vroom! ‐ Go, Gloria!
You can
do it, Melman!
‐ Huh? Are they
racing without us?
‐ So, which one of you wants
to get second place today?
‐ Not me. Eat my dust!
‐ You sure you don't wanna
use my button, Melman?
‐ Thanks, Marty, but I kinda like
my one‐of‐a‐kind three‐wheeler!
Watch this!
Watch out!
‐ Woo! Oh!
‐ Oh, no. Not again!
‐ Ah!
‐ Oh!
Woa!
‐ Oh... ‐ Oh...
‐ The hedgies popped
our basketball!
‐ That's enough
racing for today.