Skipper All right, boys! Stand by for eggnog!
Skipper Private?
SA Skipper and Kowalski
[in unison]
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Skipper Well done, Rico! This guy can really hold his nog.
Skipper 21:10 hours, boys! Engage cranberries! [Rico is playing the "Knife game" at the table] Rico! Not at the table. [noticing a problem] Hold on a second! Something's missing!
Cranberries: check! Eggnog: check!
Skipper Give me a headcount.
[grabs abacus]
We have three heads, sir!
Skipper Where's the private?!
Unknown, sir! It would appear that he's [grabs milk carton] missing!
Skipper [Kowalski shows milk carton with a big 'missing' advert for the private]
Missing? Hoover Dam! Wait, there he is. He just went to bed. [pulls off sheets, revealing a bowling pin underneath] What the...?! [slapping the pin] What have you done with Private? Talk, Mister!
Skipper [to pin]
I'll deal with you later.
Oh, no. He must be out there all by himself.
Skipper He's one of us, men. You all know the Penguin Credo.
Never bathe in hot oil and Bisquick?
Skipper No. [Rico speaks Japanese gibberish] No, that's the Walrus Credo. It's "Never swim alone." Private's out there all by himself, and we never leave one of our own.
KA Kowalski and Rico
Oh, yeah.
Skipper Now let's go.
Oh, that's perfect! Just the thing for a sad polar bear.
What kind of cut-rate junk is this? It's lousy workmanship it's what it is.
Uh-oh. We may have a problem.
Everywhere I look, junk. These are no good at all! Junk!
Skipper We need to get closer. 10:00, men. Blend! Blend! Blend!
Skipper [sees a mail chute]
What comes down must go up.
Skipper! [brings in a hoover]
Skipper Okay, boys. Commence Operation Special Delivery.
[the penguins put stamps on themselves and use the hoover, in reverse, to whizz up the chute]
[pulls out a stick of dynamite and a match]
Kaboom?
Skipper Yes, Rico. Kaboom.
Skipper [Rico blows up the area surrounding the apartment door, causing the door itself to fall from the lack of support and giving the Penguins an escape route]
Come on, boys.
What is all this? Mr. Chew, this is all your fault! Bad dog! You are on a big time out!
Thanks for rescuing me, Skipper.
Skipper Think nothing of it, young Private. It's the least we could do. You remember the penguin credo.
What does deep-frying in Bisquick have to do with any of this?
Skipper Not that one, the other one! "Never swim alone". Alone! On Christmas! Don't you get it? Come on people, do I have to explain this to everybody? [Rico nods]