| abstract | - An image of the outside of the zoo while its bell rings. In the dark of night, Private and Skipper’s shadows are seen against a brick wall. They roll out from behind a bush and hide behind a tree. Skipper pops out of a hole in the middle of the trunk, and Private pops out under a bird nest. Skipper: (Whisper) Private, status report. Private has pink binoculars and is looking through them. Private: (Whisper) No sign of the enemy, Skipper and the objective is still there. Skipper: (Whisper) Outstanding. Move out! Private and Skipper disappear and slide down the side of the tree trunk. They slide over and find cover behind some bushes. They pop up wearing camouflage hats. Now, the view of Kowalski is seen through binoculars as he watches Private and Skipper’s movements from inside a hot dog cart. Kowalski: Rico, enemy spotted. Rico pops out of the cart holding two hot dogs. Kowalski: And they’re nearing the objective. Rico spits out part of a hot dog, regurgitates a flamethrower and laughs, preparing to fire. Kowalski slaps him, causing him to melt a light pole. Kowalski: (Sarcastically) I think we can secure the flag without lethal force, Rico. Rico groans quietly and they jump out of the hot dog cart. Private and Skipper are seen underneath two popcorn containers, sneaking out from behind a trashcan. Skipper lifts his container up for a brief moment to look around. Kowalski and Rico are seen traversing over a man-hole. Private and Skipper slide over to a light pole and then out of sight. Skipper turns the corner and gasps as he sees Rico and Kowalski standing near the flag. Rico laughs and waves as they turn to walk towards it. Skipper: Private, go for the split! Private grabs Skipper and throws him towards Rico and Kowalski. Skipper knocks them out of the way in slow motion, and as he’s about to grab the flag, King Julien casually strolls up and grabs it. King Julien then proceeds to blow his nose on it. Skipper: (In slow-mo) Nooooooooooooooo! King Julien: (In disgust) Ugh, does this look like I am becoming sick to you? A little yellow-greenish maybe? Look at it. Skipper cringes, then snatches the flag out of King Julien’s hands. Skipper: Oh, you are sick. It’s a flag ring-tail, as in “Capture-the-flag”. King Julien: Capture the who-what? Skipper: (Impatiently) Capture the flag. Private: It’s a game. Kowalski: A training exercise. Skipper: For… elite forces. A.K.A., not you. King Julien: Oh, who is more elite than me? I shall play this flag capturing game, and when I say play, of course I mean win. Skipper takes the flag pole down and walks away. Skipper: Negative. No civvies allowed. King Julien: (Mockingly) Oh, I see. Are you a penguin or a chicken? This calls for harsh mocking! King Julien begins imitating a chicken. King Julien: Mawk mawk mawk, mawk, bock-bock-bock, bawk. Skipper ignores him and keeps walking.
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