Epic Penguin Chase through Venice City | Penguins of Madagascar

All right, boys. It's just like Cuba. Taxi! How about some music? Something chasey. Well, you squeegees want to do the gondola mambo? Let's dance. Ha! You better approve of this! I'm lost visual. Kowalski, be my eyes! Uh, left. Right. We are down, sir. Excellente. I can see! Rika, the glowy thing! Venetian, blinded again! Initiate self-destruct sequence. Yikes! Frankly, I'm surprised we had a self-destruct sequence. All right, boys. Battle stance. We're in battle stance, sir. Oh. Okay, good. Now we, uh, spring our trap. I'm not sure they're the ones that are trapped, sir. Kowalski, remember our little talk about true but unhelpful comments? Yes, sir. Sometimes we just have to wing it. Sorry for underestimating the plan, Skipper. It's okay, Kowalski. Just don't ever doubt me again. Now what the heck is going on? Remain calm, penguins. You are now under the protection of the North Wind. You're welcome. Oh, you guys are so cute! Cuddly! Hey, get away! No more hugs! Like being licked by a basket full of puppy dogs! Corporal! Charter course back to North Wind headquarters. Eva, inform them that we're bringing in witnesses. Private, dibble me. We're not going anywhere with you! We don't even know who the heck you are! The North Wind is an elite undercover evil species... The North Wind is an elite... An elite undercover evil species... Task... Force... Dedicated to help... Help... Dedicated to help... Dedicated to helping animals who can't help themselves. Like penguins. Really? And you are? My name is Classified. Classified, eh? What is that, Dutch? Can't really hear the accent. Excuse me? There's the accent. No, my name isn't Classified. My name is Classified because I am the leader of this strike team. The Seal is Short Fuse, weapons and explosives. The Bear is Corporal, he's our muscle. And the Owl is Eva, intelligence and analysis. Well, Agent Classified, we happen to be an elite unit too. You know, you should really label these things. The name's Skipper. I run this outfit. Back there's Kowalski. He's the brains of our operation. Say something smart, Kowalski. See? He's working on a whole nother level. Enrico, he's our demolition expert. He destroyed that chair for the sheer fun of it. No reason at all. And then there's Private. He's, uh... He's sort of our, uh, you know... Secretary slash... Mascot. Cute and cuddly. Oh, sorry.