Otter gone wild
- Steady, men. Steady.
On my mark...
Go.
And time.
- Well done, boys.
A new record. Which means...
- Say it, say it, say it...
- Sno-cones! - Oh, yes.
- Hey, guys. What's doing?
- We're going for yummy sno-cones. Wanna come?
Oh, yes. Sno-cones? Sno-cones are the best.
And real quick, a sno-cone is...
- 70.2% shaved ice, 15.6% flavored syrup,
14.2% paper, of which 8.7% is recycled.
Um, okay. Sounds good. Let's go.
Excellante.
Our intel has pinpointed a stand just west of the museum.
- Museum? Since when is there a museum in the zoo?
- Since-- and this is only an estimate, of course--
Um, never.
- The sno-cone stand's in the park, Marlene.
- The park? I mean-- You mean-- You mean the park-park?
Outside the zoo walls?
- That's the one. Can't miss it.
- We-- oh, I just remembered. I got to clean my habitat
and, um, you know, a whole lot of other stuff-- Ton of stuff.
So I'm way too busy to go over the wall for sno-cones.
- Kowalski, baloney detector reading. 30
- Skipper, I'm detecting dangerous levels of baloney. 32
- Marlene, do I need to call you a phony baloney?
Okay, you guys are cute.
Listen, the truth is, I'm--
I'm just, well, a little scared.
Of sno-cones?
- No. The outside.
I was born in...
Captivity; there, I said it, okay? I've never, ever set foot outside.
- Marlene, there's no reason to fear the outside world.
- Other than random street crime...
- And natural disasters...
- Industrial accidents...
Badger attacks.
- Are you two finished?
- Falling space debris.
Uh, all finished.
- The point is, marlene, we are city savvy.
- And we'll be with you the whole time. What could go wrong?
- Okay, you win. I'm in.
I recommend the rainbow cone.
You get to try every flavor, and it looks like a clown's head.
- Fabjulous!
Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go.
- Where did he-- - Get the loads out, penguins.
The snowy cones might melt.
It's just so big and free and-- And outside.
- Outside, outside, outside. Who cares?
Where are the--
Hey, where is the outside? Hello?
- We could leave him.
- Tempting, but it violates the penguin code.
- Oh, yeah.
- No walls...
No fences.
- Put your back into it, men.
Nothing to hold me back.
I can- I can go wild.
Oh, hello.
Did you miss me?
- Not as much as you might think.
- Um, skipper, where's marlene?
- Anything?
- Negative. - Nothing.
- Blast. She's gone without a trace.
- Is that marlene?
- She doesn't look quite right.
- It is marlene.
- She's just...a little cranky.
- You've got this new vibe going on.
I like it. It's bol--
Ah, help! I'm being king-napped!
- Somebody want to tell me what just happened?
- The answer is obvious:
marlene has fallen victim to...
The mind control satellites that circle our earth.
Protective head gear, everyone.
- Gee, I think she's just gone wild.
- Right. I'm declaring level-red emergency.
Search and rescue, men.
- Um, skipper?
Does this mean we're not getting sno-cones?
- Private, how could you even ask that at a time like this?
- Oh, we start here, sweep this way, and circle around.
Any questions?
- Okay, marlene.
I suppose you'll be demanding some ransoms.
Now, I am worth very much, so you must ask for top--
- Why are you eyeing my delicious flanks and my robust rump?
Wait. You are not going to ransom me.
You are... Going to eat me!
Eat me if you must.
But I will give you terrible indigestion,
a gas unlike... any ever!
Marlene?
- Eh, that is not eating.
Oh, my. No, please.
You must stop. I am royal.
- It isn't right for a commoner such as yourself to-
Well, maybe just a minute more.
No! Marlene!
How would I be explaining this to my mother?
You're right. Her problem, not ours.
Just maybe... Not so tight.
- You, there.
Have you seen this lemur and otter?
- Which one of them is the otter?
- This one, obviously. Note the whiskers?
- No, I thought that was a cat.
- Did I say, "have you seen this lemurandcat?"
No; that's why I thought it was strange that you drew a cat.
- It's not a cat.
- Then why does it have whiskers?
- You know what? Never mind the otter.
- Cat. - Whatever!
Have you seen the lemur?
- What's a lemur?
- I think we're done here.
- Any luck?
- No. - Negatory.
- This is getting us nowhere fast.
We need a new tack.
- Ringtail.
- Ringtail. Marlene!
What are you doing?
- Skipper, I'm not comfortable watching this.
- Marlene is in love with me,
which makes perfect sense, really. I am a catch.
But why does this have to happen when she is snarly and gross?
Where are you taking me?
- Help me before I am squeezed and hugged
and doodle-doed into pulpiness!
- Kowalski, tell me you packed the climbing gear.
- Sorry, skipper. No room with all the trail mix.
- How are we going to get up that tower?
- Skipper? What about those?
- Good headwind today, huh?
Oh, hey, look, I can see my throne.
Please, no pushing.
- Two of my top four pilots.
- Help!
- It all comes down to me... Again.
Help!
Bottoms up!
Uh, where did that cage come from?
Sorry, that's classified information.
Top marks, boys.
- Does this mean... - You know it does.
- Will she ever be the same?
Possibly. But it may take months, perhaps years
to restore her back to her normal self.
- Um, guys? Why am I in a cage?
Or...maybe we just need to bring her home.
- Marlene? Are you okay?
- I'm in a cage, so not okay.
- You don't rember anything that happened outside the zoo?
- No. - Skipper, there's a scientific term for this,
weird.
What's up? Hey, hey!
- Oh, knock it off, you knuckleheads.
- Eh, now that you are much less growlily,
I accept your invitation of courtship.
- Wait. What?
- You don't remember being hopelessly in love with me?
- Ew, ew.
- You know what I say? I say you do remember,
and you are just trying to play it off.
That's what you are doing.
You are trying to play it off and to lift yourself higher.
It is not working.
Look, everybody is looking at you.
The female of the species, any species,
who is understanding them? Excuse me.
- I hear you, brother.
- Um, guys? Hello?
I thought we were getting sno-cones? Guys?