(Bleating) (Roaring) Got to slow him down with walrus power.

Flippers, don't fail me now.

Tusk time!

Flipper power to the max!

♫ You're not going anywhere with those cubs, Zach.

Way to go, walrus man!

(Bellowing) Oh no, they think their kids are in danger from each other.

(Growling) Whoa, it's a rarely-seen battle of Arctic titans.

Forget dancing babies, a big battle is much better.

MARTIN: All right, the polar bear has the advantage here.

Moving really well like she's dancing on ice.

But the walrus is clumsy on land like a giant blubber balloon.

With no legs, she's got to drag herself back to the water.

Can she make it before the polar bear-- Oh!

Whoa, now the tables are turned.

Even though the polar bear is a good swimmer, the walrus is built for underwater.

Down here, the walrus is pure, fluid swimming power.

With the tusks, she's pulling the bear under!

(Babies crying) I'll grab the cub!

I've got the calf.

Yeah!

Get the mothers.

I'll distract them.

It's all over, Varmitech.

Stealing little wild animals!

And you think you're the world's greatest mind?

More like the world's greatest pain in a bear's behind.

What?

No, I found these tender little ones and wanted to return them to their families.

I was looking all over for you two.

What are you talking about?

We saw you waving bye-bye with the walrus flipper.

No, no, it was holding my hand.

It must have thought I was its mommy.

Can somebody get frostbite of the brain?

ZACH: But I am so worried now.

You've got to find their mothers.

I'll just go look over there.

See you.

Hey, where are the moms?

Yeah, where are they?