The baby penguins are rapping.
Hey, what's up?
We're coming to Adelie Land.
Ramon: Oh, no you aren't. You're here without your parents. This is chick-napping. No go. Shu, shu!
But we can't. We're fugitives. Fugi-wha? Fugitives. No. No happy feet. No happy feets. We're rebels. Seeking thrills on adventure.
Ramon does an impression of krill. But he doesn't dare to jump into the water. "It's too cold for a hot-blood like me!" The baby penguins push him in.