All Hail King Julien (2014) s04e09 Episode Script

1 - [Mort chuckles.]
- [growls.]
- [Mort.]
I'm okay! - [laughs.]
[theme song playing.]
Party - # Who's the king? # - # King Julien! # - # Who's the king? # - # King Julien! # Get down for the get down - # Everybody party with King who? # - # King Julien! # - # King who? # - # King Julien! # Tonight will be forever Let's do King Julien style Woof! Whoa, oh, whoa, oh Y'all tell me who's the king Whoa, oh, whoa, oh All hail King Julien! - [Maurice grunting.]
- [Julien.]
Little more to left.
The left? Are you sure? - Uh-huh.
Yeah, totally paying attention.
- [Ted.]
Oh-ho! - [electricity crackling.]
- [yelling.]
[grunting.]
[screaming in pain.]
Eh? - [explosion.]
- [whizzing.]
- [Mort continues screaming.]
- [Ted gasps.]
[Mort groans.]
Amelia! [gasps.]
- Are you hurt, darling? Talk to me.
- [Mort screaming, groaning.]
Seriously? Oh! What's that? - [rattling.]
- [laughs.]
Look, Maurice, look what I found lodged in the back of Amelia's skull.
Look.
Are you looking? [Maurice groaning.]
I know, right? The kingdom so needs some new tunes to spice up our dance parties.
- [disco music playing.]
- [lemurs cheering.]
Ba-bop! - Bop! - [all groaning.]
I guess.
Yeah.
- Whoo.
- [sighing.]
[mumbling indistinctly.]
Whoo This tape just might be the spice we've all been waiting for.
Maurice, gather the kingdom.
It's dance party time! [sighs in exasperation.]
Attention, my peoples.
As you know, Maurice has seriously - dropped the ball recently - [groaning.]
when it comes to the fresh jams.
- Me? - Yes, Maurice, apology accepted.
- [growls.]
- Fortunately, peoples, your king feels your pain and has found a new totally off-the-heezy mix that's dropping! [making beeping sounds.]
[making disc-scratching sounds.]
Right now, baby! - [eerie music playing.]
- Yeah! [chuckling.]
Oh, yeah! [all cheering.]
- [all exclaiming.]
- Huh? [exclaiming quizzically.]
Maybe if I just [grunting.]
Or how about [giggling.]
Eh Wait, it's five, six, seven.
Oh, there's the beat.
- [grunting.]
- [lemur screaming.]
This music does not speak to me.
- Okay.
Yeah.
Little weird, - [howling over stereo.]
but go with it, everybody.
Eh! Ah! Oh, there's the beat.
There it Nope, false alarm.
- That's not it.
- Hmm.
Oh, this is a little too avant-garde for me.
[whimpering, mumbling.]
[roaring.]
[laughing maniacally.]
[sheep bleating.]
I have a very special present for you, Pancho.
Go on.
Take it.
Take your pineapple friend.
- Oh, isn't he cute? - Hmm.
- [sighs.]
- Yes, he is.
Go on, pet your pineapple friend.
[humming.]
That's right.
Now, hug your pineapple friend.
Mmm.
Good.
Now - Kill your pineapple friend! - Ho! Ha! Very good.
- [eerie music continues playing.]
- [whimpering.]
[Clover.]
Turn it off! [shouts.]
Turn it off now! [grunts.]
- Aah! [grunting.]
- Uh Clover, stop! You know what? Yeah, go ahead, do your thing.
That was an awful, terrible song.
Get behind me, Your Majesty.
Wait, why? - Has anyone seen Pancho? - [Maurice.]
Huh? [exclaims.]
Yeah, he's Huh? Well, he was twitching right here a second ago.
We need to get King Julien into the safe room.
- Immediately.
- Aah! [toilet flushing.]
[Julien.]
Eh! This is the safe room? Well, yeah.
It is the safest room.
Besides, we don't have the budget for a real safe room.
So - [knocking at door.]
- Yoo-hoo, is this ocupado? - [Clover.]
Go away, Ted! - Oh! Oh, boy.
Uh.
Clover, would you mind telling me what's going on? Like, right now? Seriously, Clover.
What's this all about? It has to do with the Footstool Program.
- The what program? - Never heard of it.
Exactly.
Ah Uh, Clo-Clo, this folder is empty.
Exactly.
Clover! Sorry.
[clears throat.]
The Footstool Program was a top secret security program put into place by Uncle King Julien when he was king.
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
If this is so top secret, how do you know about it and I don't? Maurice.
Does Clover have higher security clearance than I do? [shouts.]
How should I know? No! I was Uncle King Julien's head of security, remember? I was privy to all the highly classified security information during his reign.
- [knocking on door.]
- [Ted.]
Me again.
[laughs.]
Hi, I'm really sorry to bother you, but I really have to go.
- [Julien.]
Ah! Clench your tail muscles.
- [groans.]
We'll be done in a minute.
Please continue, Clover.
I'll show you.
[both whimpering.]
Toilet corn.
Always makes a movie more enjoyable.
- [Maurice exclaims.]
- [Julien munching.]
- Mmm Hmm.
- [groans.]
First, Uncle King Julien wiped the agents' memories.
- [buzzes.]
- [all screaming.]
- [beeps.]
- Then, he brainwashed them, training them to target all of Uncle Julien's enemies when activated.
Then he used the mixtape you played to activate the agents, setting loose an unstoppable deadly force, [shouts.]
the likes of which have never been seen before! - But the training didn't stop there.
- [projector whirring.]
In an attempt to help the agents blend in and go unnoticed in the kingdom, he made them take advanced improv classes.
Let's begin the next exercise.
Can someone name a profession? - Fart mechanic.
[chuckles.]
- A fart Fine.
You're a fart mechanic.
Now we need a location.
Your mom.
- That's not a location.
- [chuckling.]
Can someone give me another location? That guy's mom.
[chuckling.]
[sighs in exasperation.]
Kill him.
- [chuckling.]
- [both grunt.]
- That wasn't bad enough.
- [smacking.]
Uncle King Julien also made the agents do something else.
Something so foul, so repulsive, I can't even say it out loud.
Heaven.
Mmm-mmm.
[grunting.]
- [knocking at door.]
- [Ted.]
Oh, please let me in, this is the only outhouse in the whole kingdom.
[Julien and Maurice shouting.]
We live in a jungle, Ted! Use a tree! Well, I never.
Yeah, well, today is the day you start.
Okay, but what happened to all the agents though? Well, eventually, Uncle King Julien got bored with the program.
So, he dissolved it.
- And all of the agents were - [lemurs screaming.]
decommissioned.
Yeah, that's a big karma killer right there, Clover.
Just Just so you know.
I didn't know he was going to Or I would have done something.
But there was this one agent who was never decommissioned.
Pancho.
In fact, Pancho was trained, but never actually activated.
And because I thought this activation tape had been destroyed, I just, you know, I figured Pancho wasn't a threat.
So, what's the problem? But the problem is that when you played this tape, Pancho was activated.
So that means he is a threat.
A threat to who? A threat to you, Your Majesty.
You're Pancho's target.
Which is why we need to find Pancho before he finds you! I I don't believe it.
Why would Uncle King Julien train a secret assassin to kill me? As his heir, you were always a threat to Uncle King Julien's throne.
Right? 'Cause 'Cause training Pancho to take you out, that was his way of protecting himself.
In case you ever did something like you'd never do, like, you know, try and take over the kingdom, li Hold up.
That was an option? Snap! Why didn't anyone tell me I could just take over the kingdom? So, Pancho is out there right now looking for King Julien? How are we gonna stop a highly trained assassin? [screams.]
We can't stay in here forever, people! [screaming.]
- Pull yourself together, Maurice! - [smack.]
- [whimpering.]
- And let me think.
[groans.]
- And move over.
I need some cheek room.
- [Maurice groaning.]
We have to set a trap for Pancho.
Normally, I'd say Mort should be the bait.
Yay.
[giggling.]
But since I'm Pancho's target, it looks like the bait's going to have to be me.
[all gasp.]
I can't let you do that, Your Majesty.
It's too dangerous.
[shouts.]
Do you have a better plan, Clover? - Uh [sighs.]
- Yeah! That's what I thought.
My plan it is.
Hey! [gasps, screams.]
- [Mort screaming.]
No! - [splashing.]
[Ted.]
Don't be such a Pushy Patrick, Mort.
Wait your turn.
[Mort screaming.]
Thank you! Whoo! Yeah.
Here I am, King Julien, just walking all alone.
Hope some recently-activated super top-secret assassin doesn't find me [chuckles.]
and try to - take me out.
[gasps.]
- Hoo-ah! [panting.]
- Hoo-ah! - [screams.]
Eh [pants.]
- [growls.]
Hoo-ah.
- [screams.]
[screaming in panic.]
On second thought, Clover, - this is definitely too danger - [rustling.]
- Hoo-ah! [grunting.]
- [Julien screaming.]
Get it away! Get it away! Decommission him.
Decommission him, Clover! - King Julien, you're okay.
We got him.
- [Pancho continues grunting.]
Oh.
I know.
Totally wasn't scared.
What do we do with him now? We have to go talk to Uncle King Julien and find out how to deactivate Pancho.
Since Uncle King Julien created the Footstool Program, he's the only one who can help.
- [whirring.]
- [Uncle Julien.]
I'm saved! Oh, I'm saved.
Oh, my goodness, thank you.
Thank you, thank you, there.
Oh, I'm sa Oh, it's you.
Yeah, it is me, Uncle.
And guess what? I found your tape.
What tape? - [exclaims.]
Oh! Ooh! - [chuckling.]
Where did you find it? Yeah, I was looking all over for this.
Yeah, so you could trigger your sleeper agent to assassinate me? - Huh? I don't know what you're ta - Save it, Uncle.
Here's the sitch.
You have to tell us how to deactivate Pancho.
Deactivate huh? We need your help.
- Eh, "need" sounds a little desperate.
- Hmm huh? I think it's more of a strong "want.
" [Uncle Julien chuckles.]
I'm not helping you.
All right? Are you crazy? Do I look like someone who helps people? Is there a sign on my forehead that says "Free Help"? Huh? Let me at him, Your Majesty.
No, no, Clover.
It's cool, it's cool.
Uncle King Julien would rather stay in the bottomless pit.
- [exclaims in panic.]
- Laters.
Okay.
Wait.
Whoa! Stop, stop! I'll help you.
[panting.]
- [grunting.]
- [Uncle Julien.]
Ow! - [Uncle Julien.]
Uh, slow down, missy.
- [Mort straining.]
[strains.]
- Mort.
What happened? Where's Pancho? - [coughs.]
Right there.
- [all gasp.]
- [grunting.]
- [smack.]
- [all groaning.]
[gasps.]
- [growling.]
- [gasps.]
[Julien screaming in fear.]
- [continues screaming.]
- [whizzing.]
[groans, screams.]
- [grunts.]
- [Julien.]
Mama.
[smack.]
[all groaning.]
Pancho took King Julien! [Uncle Julien chuckles.]
I guess my Footstool Program worked after all.
[laughs heartily.]
Ooh, tax dollars well spent.
With any luck, your king is already dead.
[screams.]
No! Good thing I'm here to take over.
Okay, first things first, I'm gonna need a crown.
Ooh! Quiet! King Julien has to be alive.
We have to find him.
[thunder rumbling.]
Ugh! Please! [sobbing.]
Please don't kill me.
I have so much left to do in my life.
Quit your jabberin'.
- I'm not gonna kill ya.
- [crying loudly.]
You're gonna Wait, wait.
[stutters.]
You're not? Don't get me wrong.
I want to.
I mean, I really, really want to.
I mean, like, everything in my brain is telling me to kill you.
- [eerie music playing.]
- Julien is bad.
Julien is bad.
Do as you were trained.
Kill Julien.
Pancho, do it.
Oh, yes, do it.
And you'll get a lolly.
Oh! Watermelon.
- But there's also this tiny voice - [whimpering.]
deep inside that's telling me not to.
Oh? Oh, I like that tiny voice.
Listen to that tiny voice.
Eh.
What else is it saying? Umm.
It thinks that you might be able to help me find out who I am.
Uh, you're Pancho.
Bam! There you go.
Mystery solved.
[chuckles nervously.]
Wanna untie me now? I know my name, but I don't know where I came from.
[yelling.]
Where did I grow up? Did I have a family? Uh, how do I know? Why are you yelling at me? I barely even know you.
[yelling.]
You have to help me! I'm in the dark here! Okay! Okay! Take it easy.
Do you remember anything from your past? - I mean, anything at all? - Um.
From my pa Just a house.
With a red door.
A red door.
A red do [gasps.]
I know the house you're talking about.
You do? Yeah.
That abandoned old hut on the outskirts of the kingdom.
That's where my garage/punk/rock/ska band, Wiper Fluid, used to practice back in lemur school.
- [rock music playing.]
- [Julien growling.]
Sadly, the band broke up.
So, uh, about that hut What can I say? Fame went to our heads.
- [Julien growling.]
- [rock music playing.]
Oh, how I miss being up on that stage.
- [Pancho whimpering.]
- All the adoring fans.
Oh, right.
Uh, this isn't about me and my shattered dreams of musical stardom.
[chuckles.]
Back to you.
Uh, I remember where that house is! I will take you there.
[exclaims.]
- [Uncle Julien panting.]
- [Clover screams in frustration.]
It's no use.
Pancho is a trained agent.
He knows how to move around without leaving a trail.
- We are never gonna find King Julien.
- Oh! - Look! - Not now, Mort! But it's part of King Julien's crown! - What? - Hmm? Let me see that.
- Mort's right.
- Uh-huh.
[Clover.]
Aha! King Julien is leaving us a trail.
They're headed this way.
Come on! It's so tight! [sniffs, whimpers.]
I don't think I can.
[groaning.]
Oh, come on.
We don't have time for all of that.
Get up.
Just go on without me.
We can't leave him here 'cause I don't trust him.
I know, but he's slowing us down.
Besides, he's an old man.
How much trouble can he cause? Right.
Better tie him up.
[chuckling.]
[laughing.]
Suckers.
- [gasps.]
- [eerie music playing.]
- [bleating.]
- [grunts.]
[grunting.]
This is it.
I'm starting to remember.
I lived here.
With my family.
Oh.
I had a family! That's great.
Oh! What is that smell? I had a dad.
Yeah, I can almost see him.
He loved to garden.
- Hmm.
- And my mom, she had blue eyes.
And my sister, she always wore a little yellow bow in her hair.
Uh, bad news, Pancho.
- What? - I'm sitting on your family.
No! It can't be! You mean, I never had a [screams.]
family? Sorry, Pancho, but, you know, maybe you're better off.
I mean, families are pretty overrated.
And there's always so much drama, like when your uncle tries to kill you and then take over your kingdom.
[Uncle Julien.]
Or like when your pesky nephew - takes your crown - Mm-hm.
- and refuses to give it back.
- Mm-hm.
Exactly.
Wait Uncle? Where did you come from? How did you get in here? Oh, I had a bunch of underground tunnels made during my reign, so I could move around quickly, mostly due to my Irritable Bowel Syndrome.
You never know when you have to go.
Okay, gross.
[screams.]
You! - [eerie music playing.]
- Do as you're trained to do.
Do as you're trained to do, Pancho.
Lolly.
[laughing.]
Destroy Julien.
It's time, Pancho.
It's time for you to fulfill your mission.
Destroy Julien.
- Yes.
Must destroy Julien.
- Uh.
No.
Hold up.
- I just helped you find your house, man.
- [growling.]
And F-Y-by the way, Uncle King Julien isn't the king anymore.
I am.
So, technically, you should take him out and not me.
- Yes.
Must destroy Uncle King Julien.
- No! No, no, no, no.
Julien is your target.
Remember your training.
- Must destroy Julien.
- No! Remember that little voice? [speaking in kid's voice.]
"Don't hurt King Julien.
He's delightful, and so handsome, and he didn't erase your memories and brainwash you into being an assassin.
" Yeah.
You.
You did this to me! Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
[thuds.]
Wait What? What did you do? I just triggered phase six.
The Final Protocol.
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that's bad, right? Oh, yeah.
[shouting.]
Pancho! Come back! Pancho! [groans.]
King Julien, you're alive! Oh, group hug.
[groans.]
Where's Pancho? Uncle King Julien triggered something called the Last Prototype or something.
I can't remember exactly, but it sounded bad.
[gasps.]
No.
Not the Final Protocol.
Oh, yeah.
That's it.
I know where Pancho's going.
- [exclaims.]
- We've got to hurry! [all panting.]
- What's he doing? - [thuds.]
Look.
A missile.
- [whirring.]
- [clangs.]
[gasps.]
He's going to blow up the kingdom! - [gasps.]
- King Julien, what do we do? Don't worry, Maurice.
I'll deal with Pancho.
I just need you three to get on that boat and create a diversion.
On it.
[Pancho.]
Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
- Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
- [suspenseful music playing.]
- [machines beeping.]
- Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
- [timer beeping.]
- [grunts.]
- [clangs.]
- [whirring.]
[dramatic music playing.]
[straining.]
[thudding.]
[clanging.]
[grunting.]
- [Clover screaming.]
- [grunting.]
[groaning.]
[screams.]
[explosion.]
Not good, Clover.
We're standing on an explosive mine.
Easy.
Easy.
We're light enough that they probably won't explode.
Probably? - We just have to tread lightly.
- [both exclaim.]
Follow me.
[all grunting with effort.]
[grunting.]
- [timer beeping.]
- Eh! Okay.
If I were an off button, where would I be? - Ah! - [beeps.]
[beeping rapidly.]
No, no, no, stop! Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
[Clover.]
Pancho! [both straining.]
How do we make it stop? - I don't know! I tried everything! - [grunting, groaning.]
Actually, there is one thing I haven't tried.
[Julien screaming.]
[all screaming.]
- I don't know! I don't know! - [banging.]
[both grunting.]
[groans.]
- [timer beeping rapidly.]
- [banging.]
- [gasps.]
Clover! - [groaning.]
Fontanelle ellipsis schmear.
Listen to me, Pancho, you don't have to do this.
[Julien.]
Remember your family! We love you, Pancho.
[echoing.]
No, Dad.
No.
It's all a lie! [shouting.]
You're not real.
I don't have a family! You're wrong.
We are your family.
The entire kingdom.
- Me, Maurice, Clover, Mort - [screams.]
No! Fine, Mort is out.
My point is, you're not alone.
You have us.
Stop the countdown before it's too late.
Don't destroy your home.
- [eerie music playing.]
- [echoing.]
Fontanelle ellipsis schm What the Hey.
What? Whoa! - Pancho, you're back! - [exclaims nervously.]
[bawling.]
Okay, buddy.
We can all have a good cry later, but right now, you need to stop that countdown clock! Yeah.
Okay.
[clicking.]
[beeping.]
Did he do it? - [Julien laughing.]
- [Mort.]
The kingdom is safe.
Hooray! We did it! [splashing.]
Think again, nephew.
You again? Really? Newsflash, Uncle.
Your Final Protocol? Yeah, it didn't work.
We won.
In your face.
Oh, my goodness.
You are so right.
Operation Footstool was a complete failure.
And you, you big lump of sea salt taffy, you're a disappointment.
Which is why I created the Final Protocol in the first place.
And also why I had my missile outfitted with a manual override code that only I know.
Oh, boo-hoo.
- Huh? - Manual who? If I can't have my kingdom no one can.
- [Uncle Julien laughing maniacally.]
- [engine firing up.]
This is for my family.
[grunts.]
- [groaning.]
- [rumbling.]
[Uncle Julien.]
Why does this keep happening to me? [lemur 1.]
Oh, I thought it was really nice.
- You have a lovely home.
Nice house.
- [mumbling indistinctly.]
Great party, Pancho.
[Mort laughing.]
[sighs in relief.]
I just wanted to thank you for helping me figure out who I am, King Julien.
- I'm no longer [shouts.]
in the dark here! - [exclaims.]
[laughs.]
Sure thing, buddy.
Yeah, I am so glad I found my family.
My real family.
We're gonna be together forever and ever and ever and ever.
[eerie music playing.]