}No one likes a showoff, Private.
Aim for first class!
}I'm okay!
Kowalski, where does this aircraft go?
From the odd shape of this bagel,|I'd say we're headed for Paris.
France? Forget it!|Not with their tax laws!
Then I would suggest|a mid-air transfer.
}Affirmative!
Peanuts! Peanuts! Peanuts!
}We're out of peanuts, Skipper!
Try pretzels, Private.
Bingo!
}There's our ride, boys.
Can't stay, doll.
Danger is my mistress.
}Rico, more height!
Pretzels, pretzels, pretzels!
}We're out of pretzels!
Then we're leaving just in time,|because these folks are gonna freak!
Deploy flaps!
Stay on target!
We're gonna catch it!|We're gonna catch it!
Crikey!|We're not gonna catch it!
Wait a minute.|Where's Skipper?
Time to get creative.|Start grabbing boxes, boys!
Going long!
}Private, stop playing|with those backpacks.
Find something useful!
}Now we're talking!|Let's get to work.
400 meters.
300 meters.
Speak American, Kowalski!
}Sorry, sir. 218 yards.
}109 yards.
}Okay, then.
It's clear what|we need to do next.
That feels right!
Impressive bouncing, boys.
Now, then, back to civilization.
If we're gonna take Dexter down...
we need to know|where he's gonna strike next.
Goal!
Elijah, would you please take them away?
}Penguin footprints, still warm.
We just missed Dave.
}Blast it!|He's gone!
}So many penguins!
Boss!|He's stress-eating again!
}Corporal!
}There, there.
}Rub the angry out of the tummy.
Corporal!
Focus!
We are going to save|those helpless penguins...
because we are the North Wind...
and no one...
}no one breaks the Wind.
No one breaks the Wind.
There's a good Corporal.
}Now, we rescued those four penguins|already, didn't we?
Shipped them off, all cozy and snug,|to a Madagascar safe...
How come there's beeping?
Sir, those penguins...
they never made it to Madagascar.
What?|Well, where the dickens are they?
Kowalski, what are our coordinates?
From my calculations, we've arrived|in the center of Dublin, Ireland.
All right, soldiers, we gotta blend in.|Riverdance!