All Hail King Julien (2014) s04e12 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! [Julien.]
Oh, no! It can't be real! [shouting.]
No! Maurice! - [Julien shouting.]
Clover! - [grunting.]
- Your majesty, what's - [both groan.]
- Stop! - [groans softly.]
Don't come any closer.
You could be infected! [sighs.]
Infected? Yes! You could have "Glandular Distrophy" or or "Pustualis Pox'o'Forium.
" [shouts.]
There's no cure for that one! "The Encyclopedia of Tropical Diseases: Festering, Oozing, and Constant Dripping Edition.
" - [Clover.]
Ugh.
- Did Doctor S give you that book? No.
Yes! He said it was a picture book.
But he didn't say how gross the pictures were, man.
- Check it out.
- These diseases are very rare.
- [gasps, retches.]
- [gasps.]
I'm sure that there is no way you could catch them.
Uh, have you seen how filthy my people are, Clover? Every one of them could be a patient zero waiting to wipe out the whole kingdom! Actually, a kingdom-wide hand-washing program isn't a bad idea.
Didn't Mort find a tub of hand sanitizer in junk harbor last week? Mmm.
So luxurious.
Aah.
That settles it.
Starting today, everyone in this kingdom is getting a physical.
[chattering.]
Look at them, Nurse Phantom.
So many test subjects.
And I don't even have to dig any of them up.
[chuckles.]
I don't know why I'm here.
I'm in perfect health.
Not for long.
- Whoa! - [crashing.]
This body is my temple, demon.
You will not desecrate this temple! [chanting unintelligibly.]
Don't worry.
The leeches take care of all the desecration around here.
- [screams.]
- [crashing.]
[laughing.]
Leeches.
That's a good one, Doc.
Oh, Morty.
Have you brought me a gift? I got a busy schedule, creepy snake doctor.
So I packed my organs to speed things along.
[clattering.]
[both chuckling.]
Always such a team player.
- [Mort screaming.]
- [crashing.]
Everyone present and accounted for.
Uh, not everyone.
[shouts.]
Nurse Phantom! - Hey! - Wha Would either of you like some caramel corn? Spumoni? [chuckles.]
[lemur screaming in pain.]
- Good news, Mr.
King Julien.
- [screams in surprise.]
In my expert's opinion, as a wildly discredited snake doctor who operates [shouts.]
out of a cave [thunder rumbling.]
your kingdom is healthy.
- You see, Your Majesty? - [sighs in relief.]
Everything is fine.
- Everything is not fine! - [exclaims.]
What are you on about? Two of the results were [hisses.]
disturbing.
According to my tests, Mort is only 40% lemur.
The other 60% is made up of - bear, starfish, sand - Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
- pot belly pig, cactus - Mm-hmm.
Mm-hmm.
- and a spool of copper wire.
- Mm-hmm.
Copper wire.
You forgot wood chips.
What? Oh, yes.
Sorry.
And wood chips.
Wait, you said there were two? Yes.
The other disturbing results belong to Maurice! - [thunder rumbling.]
- [shouts.]
Me? Mo-Mo? I'm afraid, Maurice, as far as I can tell, you're not a lemur at all.
You are, in fact, an [shouts.]
Aye-aye! - Huh? - Well, of course he's a Wait.
What? Impossible.
He looks nothing like an Aye-aye.
He doesn't even stink.
Hmm.
I don't know about that.
- Where are you hiding that musk gland? - [groaning.]
- Who are you working for, stinky? - [continues groaning.]
- Mort! Get off him, you raving imp! - [thumps.]
- [Mort screams.]
- Redo the test! That would require me knowing what I did the first time.
[chuckles.]
King Julien, I am not an Aye-aye.
- [Masikura.]
I'm sorry, Maurice.
- [exclaims in surprise.]
But the crazy snake doctor might be right.
- I am? - You have lived here all your life, but you were not born here.
[whimpering.]
It was a long time ago.
King Julien was just a baby traveling with his parents through the realm.
Late one night, just outside the Aye-aye kingdom, while Princess Julienne and Prince Barty slept - [baby crying.]
- baby Prince Julien heard a sound.
The Prince followed the crying into a nearby field, - and there he found a baby.
- [crying.]
[bell dinging.]
- An instant connection - [chuckles.]
- was made between the pair.
- Hmm.
[sobbing.]
That's a beautiful story, Masikura.
But what happened to the baby? Uh, the baby was Maurice.
- [groaning.]
Wait.
- [exclaims.]
Masikura, please come back.
I have more questions.
I always knew I was adopted, but I never knew where I came from.
Was there anything left with me? A clue to who I am? - [clinking.]
- Only the blanket you were found in, and this bell.
Maurice No, no, Your Majesty.
I I need to be alone for a while.
Give it some time.
It's a lot to take in.
[jazz music playing.]
Mo-Mo! Hey, buddy.
You up for some early morning tramping and a shvitz? Hmm? [Maurice.]
Dear King Julien, since it is unclear whether I am an Aye-aye, I am going to their kingdom to find your brother, Prince Brodney, and get some answers.
Hmm.
I wonder who this is from? - [sighing.]
It's from me.
- Hmm? [screams.]
Don't do that! I'd hoped to be gone before you found it.
Found? Huh.
Is this about your "I was abandoned in a baby patch and I have no idea of my origins" thingy? Buddy, nobody cares.
I cares! I don't know who I am! - Of course you do.
- [grunts.]
You're my best friend and royal advisor.
But what if that's not my destiny? Or yours? We need to know.
Need to know what? Who we would have been if we'd never found each other.
Oh.
Oh, uh, yeah, okay.
I see.
King Julien No, I get it.
You think you would have done better without me.
That is not what I'm saying.
Oh! Oh, no? 'Cause it sure sounds like it.
It sounds kind of like, [imitating Maurice.]
"I could have done better without King Julien.
Always have to clean up his messes and his dumb ideas.
" This is why I didn't wanna be here when you read the letter.
[both gasp.]
Maurice? Where are you - Let him go, Clover.
- [sighs.]
Maurice doesn't want our kingdom anymore.
He wants his [imitating Maurice.]
"own destiny.
" - [chuckles.]
I don't think so, Maurice.
- Huh? Take good care of him.
[crying.]
Destiny traitor! [grunting.]
- Hey, Maurice! - Hmm? Thanks for doing me a huge favor! Without you, I'm finally going to be able to spray my ideas all over this kingdom and you're never going to be able to say no again.
Oh, yeah! This kingdom is gonna be - [snaps.]
- [screaming.]
- [thuds.]
- [groans.]
[groans in disapproval.]
[rain pattering.]
[thunderclap.]
[panting, groans.]
- Huh? - [thumping, clattering.]
[clamoring.]
- [screams.]
- [thumping.]
- [Aye-aye screaming.]
- [sighs.]
[gulping.]
[spits.]
Ugh.
Excuse me, I'm trying to get to the Aye-aye kingdom and I'm a bit lost.
- [Ted.]
Good evening, Bricardos.
- Ted? - [playing guitar.]
- Welcome to the quinceañera of Margherita Velasquez.
Um, I can smell those flautas from here.
[laughing.]
- [Aye-aye.]
Get off the stage! - [all jeering.]
Ted? What are you doing here? This isn't a birthday party.
[gasps.]
It isn't? I warned Banana! You're not the only fruit around here that manages talent.
Consider yourself on notice, Banana.
[horn tootling.]
- [jeering.]
- Good thing for these malcontents I'm a professional.
The show must go on! Who likes improv? Someone give me a person, place, or thing.
- [Maurice exclaims.]
- [Ted groans.]
[thuds.]
Ted! Who threw that? - I did.
- Huh? Name's Brosalind.
That's pronounced "B" plus the sound "Rosalind.
" What are you doin' in my tavern, stranger? Uh Um, I'm looking for my family.
[all laughing.]
I've come a long way now.
I need to see Prince Brodney.
And what do you need [stammering.]
the prince for? I need to show him this.
- [bell clinking.]
- [all gasp.]
- [Aye-aye 1.]
The bell! - [Aye-aye 2.]
The bell! - [Aye-aye 1.]
The bell! - It's the prophecy! We're all gonna die! - [screaming.]
- [crashing.]
- [Maurice groans.]
- Where did you get the bell? I was found with it in a patch of grass when I was a baby.
[gasps.]
That's why I'm here.
To find out who I am.
- [whimpering.]
- It can't be! [exclaims.]
It's him! Uh, who? Who am I? Someone who we thought was dead.
- The Chosen One.
- [bell clinking.]
[gasps in panic.]
Is he gonna be all right? I'm not a wizard, Clover, or a real doctor, for that matter.
But I can tell you this.
He will never play the trombone [shouts.]
again! He doesn't play the trombone now.
Then why are we here? - Because the king is in a coma! - [Dr.
S groaning.]
- Oh.
Good to know.
- Maurice.
Maurice.
Maurice is gone, Your Majesty.
- [groans.]
- Your Majesty? - [Mort shrieking.]
- We're losing him! - Nurse Phantom, the paddles! - [shrieking continues.]
Wait.
That beeping isn't coming from the machine.
[shrieking.]
Oh, sorry.
I make that sound when I'm nervous.
It's time for a "Come to Frank" moment, everyone.
We need to accept that Mr.
King Julien's mind has mostly likely been [shouts.]
destroyed! [all gasp.]
Or not.
Hard to tell without the proper equipment I wouldn't know how to use anyway.
What I'm trying to say is It's up to King Julien to save his own mind.
I just wish we knew what was going on in there.
[Mort.]
King Julien, King Julien, King Julien! Can you hear me? You don't need to be on his chest.
Don't tell me what I can and can't do with his chest, Rob McTodd.
- [groans.]
- [Mort screams.]
- [panting.]
- I'm okay.
- [bubbling.]
- The acid broke my fall.
Rob? Huh, your face.
[chuckles.]
- It's not all gross anymore.
- [laughs.]
You know me, Julie.
Got some pureed jellyfish injected into my brow.
Tightened things right up.
[skin creaking.]
- Where's Maurice? - Maurice who? Not funny, Rob.
I'm sorry, Julie.
I don't know any Maurice.
- Mort, you know a Maurice? - [groaning.]
Never heard of him! [groaning.]
There is a Maurice and he was my best friend and royal advisor.
Julie, I'm your best friend and royal advisor.
Wha Since when? Since I jumped out of that cake on your uncle's birthday and scared him to death.
But he survived that.
No.
I was there.
Totally dead.
I made a dreamcatcher out of his hair.
- [giggles.]
- [pops.]
[Mort.]
Whee! Uh What's with my kingdom? Looks like Monday to me.
Monday? Why isn't anyone working? Who is picking the mangoes? Monday is a holiday.
Just like Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Second Sunday.
Second Sunday? You added an eighth day because you said seven days off wasn't enough.
I tried to make that change years ago, but Maurice Once again, Maurice who? Look, buddy, because of me, what King Julien wants, King Julien g-g-g-g-gets.
Public transportation? Check! - [squawking.]
- [lemurs cheering.]
[screaming in panic.]
- Laugh track inside toilet hut? Check! - [thuds.]
- [laughing track playing.]
- Mm-mmm.
You know I can never say no to you.
And neither can anyone else in the kingdom.
It's the law.
Just remember who the handsome one is.
[laughing.]
Okay, then.
Hmm.
Okay, Julien, check it.
This is clearly a dream where your kingdom is the most off the hizzy party kingdom ever because no one ever says no to you.
Wow.
This is a good dream.
No, this is a bad dream! [shouts.]
A horrible dream! There should always be someone to say no to you.
You know how dangerous you are when you're left unattended.
How did this happen? Maurice.
This is what my destiny would have been without him.
We got to figure out something to snap you out of this dream - so you can find Maurice.
- [rattling.]
- [thumps.]
- [squeaks.]
Good times! I got it! You need to find someone to punch you.
Uh, hold up, little me.
How will someone punching me get me out of this dream? It'll jolt you back to reality, I think.
I don't know, it's dream logic.
You're talking to a miniature version of yourself who's standing on your brain.
Go with it.
But, I'm king.
Who would dare punch the king? - [knocking.]
- [Julien.]
Clover? - Are you in there? - [door creaking.]
- I need some discipline right now! - [thuds.]
[gasps, whimpering.]
Clover? - [loud footsteps.]
- Clover? [screeches loudly.]
[panting.]
[stammers.]
You're all swollen.
What happened? What happened? You happened! - Whoa! - You said security concerns - interfered with you dropping booty.
- [thuds.]
- Whoa! - So you had Rob fire me.
Legally, I cannot be held responsible because Maurice should have stopped Rob.
Who's Maurice? Exactly.
[alarm blaring.]
It's cake o'clock.
Excuse me for a moment.
I love cake o'clock.
[shouts.]
Take one bite and I'll tear your arm off! - [screams.]
- [thuds.]
[grunts, munching.]
[continues munching, burps loudly.]
That's better.
Clover, this may sound strange, but this is a dream, a bad dream.
- I need you to hit me and wake me up - Huh? so the bad dream will be over and you won't be all bloated and gross anymore.
- Okay.
- Really? No questions? Kind of a weird request.
- [cracks knuckles.]
- Nope.
Mmm [panting.]
Hold on for a sec.
Just a little bit hot in here.
Yeah.
Clo-Clo, maybe it would just be better if I ran into your fist.
On it.
[inhales, screaming.]
- [thumps.]
- [screaming.]
[groaning.]
Nurse Phantom! You're all gross again.
- And Clover, you've deflated.
- Hmm? And Mort, you're still a freak.
Yay! He remembers me! [screams.]
- [thuds.]
- He's okay! [screams.]
King Julien, you fell out of a tree and you hit your head pretty hard.
It was more than that, Clover.
I saw what life would have been like without Maurice.
I don't care if he wants to find his destiny because finding him in that baby patch was my destiny.
- He made me the king I am.
- [gasps in excitement.]
We have to find him.
[Brosalind.]
Why are you really here? Is the Aye-aye kingdom in danger? Is something coming? I told you, I don't know.
All right.
Back-off, you meanies! Maurice is a friend of mine.
- [growls.]
- Thanks, Ted.
I say we deliver him to the old bell gods right now, like the prophecy demands, - and throw the other one in as a bonus! - Huh? Oh! Actually, I barely know him.
[laughs.]
Who are you, mister? Ew, go away! - [both grunting.]
- [Aye-ayes chattering.]
Come with me if you wanna live.
- [Maurice groans.]
- [Aye-ayes scream.]
[Maurice.]
Why are you helping us? I need to know how you're still alive and what it means.
Wait a minute, hold the conch shell.
You know Maurice? Of course I do.
A sister always knows her [grunting.]
brother.
[both.]
Brother? There is a belief among our people that every millennia, - a beautiful Aye-aye child is born.
- [bell clinking.]
We call that child the Chosen One.
And you think that's me? I'm the beautiful child? [Ted laughing.]
Oh, she's messing with you, Maurice.
[both grunting in anger.]
Or not.
Go on.
But how can I be an Aye-aye if I can't even - [grunting.]
- [squeaks.]
The proper clench and release to activate your musk gland is simple.
It's the belief you could do it that is hard.
[sarcastically.]
Right.
So if I'm this Chosen One, does that mean I'm royalty? [chuckles.]
Do I have, like, special powers? Not not exactly.
[Brosalind.]
Upon the birth of the Chosen One, - a festival is thrown to celebrate.
- [baby coos.]
The Chosen One is carried through the square to the far end of the kingdom, where it is left to be sacrificed to the bell gods in the center of the Earth.
Wait.
Sacrificed? How else are we to achieve peace and prosperity other than sacrificing one of our own to sentient bells who live in the center of the Earth? [murmuring.]
Look at us.
We need all the help we can get.
You know, maybe the reason the Aye-aye aren't known for their looks, you know, is because you sacrifice your most [shouts.]
beautiful child! Sentient bells? Koo-koo-crazy-town.
Uh, we believe in sky gods, Ted.
Well, sure, but the sky gods are real.
[Maurice sighs.]
Did I even have a name before you left me there to die? [stammering.]
It was Bricky.
"B" plus the sound "Ricky.
" I wish you could have known our parents, Brodger and Brachel, but we lost them in a foosa attack.
Now it makes sense why they were so freaked out at the tavern.
If I wasn't sacrificed It's only a matter of time before the bell gods retaliate.
- [lemur.]
False gods - [all gasp.]
are the least of your problems.
Oh, my.
Are those the bell gods? - No.
Worse! Mountain lemurs.
- [Maurice whimpers.]
[drums beating.]
How come they tied you up in sacks? It keeps us from using our musk glands for defense.
Stink gets trapped in the bag.
Gonna have to remember that one.
I've been suffering from IBS my whole life.
Poor Dorothy, she's been trapped under the bed sheets - more than once with my funk.
- [gulps.]
She calls it the Madagascar Oven.
[laughs.]
It's awful.
- [Ted screaming.]
- [Maurice and Brosalind groan.]
Hurry it up, you skrogs.
- [clattering.]
- We regroup with the Master at sunrise.
We come back without supplies for the raid, he'll have our skins.
What about them? [all gasp.]
Let me cut off their paws, so Master can use them - to scratch his evil itchy bits.
- [whimpers.]
- [groans in pain.]
Huh? - Quiet, Benson! The Master's itchy bits are off limits to you.
I thought mountain lemurs had been wiped out.
Hardly.
In fact, reports have their numbers [shouts.]
growing.
Ted, if the mountain lemurs continue moving west, our kingdom, and the Aye-aye kingdom could be in danger.
We have to do something.
I am doing something, fear tinkling.
- Ew.
- [Maurice sighs.]
Fear tinkle.
Guess it's up to the Chosen One aka The Sacrifice.
Bricky, there's too many of them! I'm not planning on beatin' them.
Ted, get my sister and the others free and warn our kingdoms about what's coming.
- Uh - I'll distract them as long as I can.
Tell King Julien, I'm sorry, I was wrong.
If he hadn't rescued me from that baby patch, my life would have been nothing more than a sacrifice.
My destiny was to be found by him.
[screaming unintelligibly, chomps.]
- [groaning.]
- [grunting, screaming.]
[groans.]
Oh! [mountain lemur 1.]
Get him off me! - Wow.
Go Maurice! - [crashing.]
- He's actually beating them.
- [crashing.]
- [screaming.]
- [thumping.]
- [grunting.]
- [screaming.]
- [groaning.]
- Oh! - And now, they're beating him.
Darn.
- Stop your gawking and untie us! But they're gonna kill him! It should have happened a long time ago.
No! Any prophecy that would sacrifice a child is wrong.
- I'm not losing my brother again.
- [growls in anger.]
[shouting.]
Bricky! There's a way to stop them! [stammers.]
Use your musk gland! [shouting.]
Are you crazy, woman? I don't even know if I'm an Aye-aye! - Just go! Save yourself! - [mountain lemurs growling.]
You are an Aye-aye! All you have to do is clench and believe.
- I don't care what you are.
You die.
- [groans.]
- [thuds.]
- [groaning.]
[panting.]
[exclaiming affirmatively.]
[growls.]
[grunting.]
[rattling.]
- [grunting loudly.]
- [all gasp.]
[farts loudly.]
[mountain lemurs clamoring in panic.]
[mountain lemur 1.]
Forget the mission! He is the Chosen One.
- [thuds.]
- All right, you lot.
Freeze! - [rumbling.]
- [mountain lemurs screaming.]
[mountain lemur 2.]
Run away! [sighs in relief.]
[gasps.]
King Julien! [gasps, chuckles.]
Yes! You are never allowed to leave again, and that's an order.
You are my advisor, and I need you, - like, real bad, Mo-Mo.
- Mmm.
[sobbing.]
I mean, I had this nightmare, dude.
It really freaked me out, man.
Don't you worry, Your Majesty.
I'm not going anywhere ever again.
[sniffs, gasps.]
Oh, dude, is that you? Ugh.
Get some air freshener, man.
Aah! It's like a pair of crabs in a sauna fighting over a wedge of feta cheese.
- [Maurice groans.]
- Prince Brodney, the kingdom is in danger.
Those mountain lemurs were talking about a raid.
If it's true, King Julien, the lemur kingdom could be in danger as well.
- [gasps.]
- Mmm.
Uh - Ringo.
- [bell jingling.]
There is news from our spies above.
Maurice, the Chosen One, has returned.
If this is true, the prophecy foretold by the Great Jingle-Jangle has come to pass! You mean Yes, Dingbert.
The war of the beasts has begun! - [bells jingling.]
- [laughing.]
[jazz music playing.]