Julien: (after Dr. Blowhole and he stopped laughing maniacally) Question: why are we laughing?
Dr. Blowhole: Question: how did the prisoner escape?! (Julien leaps on him)
Julien: Prisoner escaped?! Is he dangerous?
Dr. Blowhole: (annoyed) No, and apparently, he isn't very bright.
Dr Blowhole: You'll appreciate this, Kowalski. I've installed a lair Theater System, High definition with surround sound. Exre-e-emely spendy.
Kowalski: (slightly angry) Oh, why do the bad guys always get the good stuff?
Dr. Blowhole: I am so glad you could all join me to witness history. I am, of course, especially pleased that my fli-i-i-ghtless foes graced us with their presence.
Skipper: (annoyed) Wouldn't miss it for the world.
Private: There's nothing good on Tely tonight anyway.
Dr. Blowhole: (hovering over Private) Well, Private, here's a little show I whipped up. It's called:
Computer Voice: Ring of Fire.
Dr. Blowhole: It is fitting that I returned to the very aqua theater where I performed tricks for the duller humans. Oh, how it made me bitter.
Private: Sorry. Did he say "bitter" or "better"?
Skipper: Hard to say; the sound really bounces around in here.
Kowalski: No, that would be the high ceilings.
Dr. Blowhole: My humiliation in the Ring of Fire became my inspiration. In the Frozen North, we've constructed a vast circle of certainly surprising devices that tap into the heat of the Earth's core. (four drill-like devices break through the ice, glowing)
Skipper: Oh, come on. (Dr. Blowhole zooms over to Skipper)
Dr. Blowhole: Do you mind?! I'm just getting to the good part! It's re-e-ealy quite a shocker.
Skipper: It's so obvious. Humiliated by the humans-
Private: -activate the Ring of Fire-
Kowalski: -melt the Arctic-
Skipper: Well, how did we do, punk?
Dr. Blowhole: (slightly surprised) You're... in the ball park.
Kowalski: I Like Peanuts, And I Like Butter. But I do not like Peanut Butter. [To the Camera] Weird!
Skipper: So we’re stuck with the stupid Kowalski, well maybe it’s a good thing. I mean we were all getting tired of his big high, fleeting words like recalcitrant, right? I mean, what is that? Recalcitrant. Do I like recalcitrant to you?
Julien: (after being submerged in toy dolls) I confess to everything! My father was not a talking water cycle! (is submerged again) I cheat at whistling! (makes raspberries)
Buck Rockgut: These snitches don't know anything. They're just a bunch of "small potatoes."
King Julien: It's true! I am also secretly a potato. OK, that one was a lie. I just wanted the ropes off, you know?
Skipper: (after realizing Buck Rockgut was crazy) Well, maybe we left our paranoia caps on a little too long.
Private: I do feel bad for the old guy. He's wasted decades chasing an enemy that probably doesn't even exist. (the penguins glide on their stomachs back to the zoo; a telescope appears out of a bush and reveals an underground lair)
Red Squirrel: (pushing the record button on a tape recorder) Red Squirrel's log. Special Agent Rockgut has been dispos-sed of. (turns his chair around) Time to get to work. (laughs maniacally and leaps toward a metal door, but crashes into it) Stupid eye-patch.