In Search of Santa (2003 Video)
Dale Wilson: King Calvin
Quotes
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Eugene : [offscreen; Interrupting the start of the Terribly Deep Thinkers' signing of the "Lost at Sea" document] Wait!
[Eugene comes in as the penguin crowd is gasping and murmuring]
Eugene : I wish to say a few words of remembrance.
King Calvin : Proceed, fool
Agonysia : Oh! Do be brief
Eugene : Most of you knew Princess Crystal as future queen. But she was also my best friend.
[Crystal's maids and Philip crys, as with the rest of the crowd]
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[Pup leads every penguin in Royal Rookery Rock to follow to where the Princesses are]
Agonysia : Who are you going to trust - our most dreaded predator or us?
King Calvin : Button your beak, Agonysia!
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Princess Crystal : Mother!
Princess Lucinda : Father!
King Calvin : Lucinda!
Queen Penelope : Crystal!
Princess Crystal : Eugene!
Eugene : Princess!
Princess Lucinda : Phillip.
Phillip : Lucy?
[Calvin, Penelope and the rest of the crowd turn toward the Terribly Deep Thinkers]
King Calvin : Deep Thinkers!
[the Deep Thinkers stops and turns around toward the crowd. Agonysia drops the "Lost at Sea" document]
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[King Calvin is stammering]
Queen Penelope : Cal, why don't you cool off in an ice-cold bath?
King Calvin : Uh, try to get some rest then, hmm?
Princess Crystal : [Offscreen in bed; Calvin exits her room] Good night, Dad.
[Cut to her onscreen]
Princess Crystal : [to Penelope] Do you believe me, Mom?
[Door opens & closes offscreen, as she continues]
Princess Crystal : About Santa Claus?
Queen Penelope : I believe that you believe.
[Crystal sighs]
Queen Penelope : Oh, there, there. Things will look brighter in the morning. They always do.
[Penelope kiss Crystal in her left cheek and slowly exits her room. Crystal feels sad about what the Terribly Deep Thinkers had recently did]
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King Calvin : Hmm. What's on your great minds today, Deep Thinkers?
Derridommis : Oh, nothing less than the future of the colony, Your Highnesses.
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Agonysia : [offscreen] Your Majesties, we, the Terribly Deep Thinkers,
Agonysia : feel your pain.
Derridommis : Unpleasant circumstances aside, the colony...
Derridommis : [offscreeen] ... requires a new sucessor.
Mortmottimes : [Rolls out document] This document legally declares your daughters... lost at sea.
Agonysia : And we, the new heirs to the throne.
Derridommis : A secure future makes a pleasant present.
Mortmottimes : [Cackles] Sign on the dotted line.
[Agonysia takes a feather out of Mortmottimes to use as a quail. As she presents it to Queen Penelope, Penelope sobs at the missing Princesses. During the process, Phillip watches aside from them]
King Calvin : No! They're still out there... somewhere. I can feel it in my heart.
Agonysia : Mmm, take another week to mourn.
Mortmottimes : We'll be back.
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Agonysia : It breaks our hearts too, Your Majesty, but the facts speak for themselves. Derridommis?
Derridommis : Fact: Princess Crystal is hardly the proper penguin princess.
Mortmottimes : She consorts with a common fool.
Derridommis : She doesn't swim with the flock.
Mortmottimes : She can't swim at all.
Agonysia : She waddles alone.
Mortmottimes : She agitates the children with subversive stories.
Derridommis : She's a rebel.
Queen Penelope : But these are only opinions disguised as facts.
[Agonysia gasps]
Queen Penelope : Don't you see? All you've done is prove that Crystal waddles to the best of her own drummer, just like her father. Is that against penguin law?
King Calvin : [Chuckles] I hope not, or I'd rotting away in the dungeon, wouldn't I?
Agonysia : Perhaps maternal instincts have impaired Her Majesty's objectivity.
Queen Penelope : Crystal is future queen, Lady Agonysia, and that is that.
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[from trailer]
Female Narrator : Princess Crystal is heir to the throne.
King Calvin : First hatch inherits the crown.
[the penguin crowd of Royal Rookery Rock cheers to Crystal]
Female Narrator : Her sister Lucinda... is not.
Princess Lucinda : O-oooo-oh. I should be future queen. Everyone knows,
Princess Lucinda : [hits beach ball] I'm the better bird.
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King Calvin , Queen Penelope , Agonysia , Mortmottimes , Derridommis , Eugene , Phillip , The Wing Maidens , The Crowd of Royal Rookery Rock : [together] Happy hatchday to you / Happy hatchday to you / You're looking real swell / Since you shattered your shell / Happy Ha-aaa-atchday to yo-oooo-ou
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Princess Crystal : [sighs] No one who cares about knowledge would burn those wonderful scrolls.
King Calvin : [Stammers] That's what you're upset about.
King Calvin : [Stammers] What about the bright future you threw away?
King Calvin : [Stammers] And over what? Santa Claus indeed!
King Calvin : [sighs] One tries to be a good father.
Princess Crystal : You were the best father. You taught me not to lie, and I didn't.
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Queen Penelope : [to her King] Do something.
King Calvin : Oh, as King...
King Calvin : [Clears throat] um, well, I have the right, um...
King Calvin : [Clears throat] That is, I believe I have the right to dismiss, all charges, and, grant a pardon.
Queen Penelope : You do.
King Calvin : I shall then, uh, grant a pardon, if Crystal simply admits her mistake.
Princess Crystal : But Father.
King Calvin : [Minmicks Crystal] "I'm sorry. I was wrong. There is no Santa Claus."
King Calvin : Just say it.
[Crystal looks at the Wing Maidens, and she told the truth]
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Baby Princess Lucinda : [the second penguin baby is growling at Baby Princess Crystal, the "future queen"] Grrr...!
King Calvin : Oh, and you my dear, shall be Lucinda.
Narrator : [Chuckles; grabs her] Last but not least.
King Calvin : Little Lucinda turned many shades of green, but only first-hatched could be the future queen.
Baby Princess Lucinda : [Blows a raspberry at Baby Crystal] Phffft.
Baby Princess Crystal : [Giggles at Baby Lucy] Ha, ha, ha ha.
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Baby Princess Crystal : [Penelope picks up a just-hatched baby] Mama. Mama.
King Calvin : Oh. She has your beak, Penelope
Queen Penelope : We shall call her, Crystal.
Mortmottimes : Pistol? Why-why-why, that's no name for a future queen. Isn't that ridiculous?
Agonysia , Derridommis : Crystal!
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King Calvin : First hatched inherits the crown. It's penguin law.