Friends stick together to the end.
What’s on the menu?! It could be ceviche, it's stinky, ooh, (low voice breaking) it's Pumbaa-aah...
More lines from Timon
5 quotesHey! What's going on? Pumbaa, you're sitting on the remote. [Pumbaa: Huh? Oh, sorry. I thought it was a brownie.]
Just eat me now and please make it fast. I got a low threshold for pain. [Pumbaa: Easy, easy there, little guy. I'm not going to eat you.]
I see carnivores.
Oops!
Scenes with Timon
16 scenesThis could be the start of a beautiful...acquaintanceship.
He's gone? Whaddaya mean he's gone?!
It's just like the baboon said. The king has returned. [Timon and Pumbaa stare at her blankly] (sighs) You guys want me to go over it again?
Yes please, but be a dear and skip to the part about Simba. Not that your childhood wasn't fascinating!
Okay. Look, Simba's the rightful king, but after he disappeared, Scar proclaimed himself the king and formed an alliance with the hyenas...
Poor Simba. The treachery! The villainy! The sheer indescribable horror!
Blah blah blah. Why is she toying with us? This crazy chick is gonna eat us!
...So Simba has to go back to challenge his uncle and reclaim his place as king! [Timon and Pumbaa stare blankly at her.] Ohh, don't you get it?! Simba needs us! Now!
Timon, Timon! TIMON! (Timon grunts) I gotta go!
Go? Go where?
You know: Go! Bad!
Oh, you mean go?! Then why didn't you say so?! Come on, let's go!
Listen, kid, when you gotta go, you gotta go!
Young lion, get down from there!
Yahoo! All right! Hey, you guys look like ants down there!
I'm counting to three!
Uh oh!
1! 1!
3.
Timon?
What? Again?!
No, I'm thirsty.
You know, kid, this means you'll be up again about 2 hours from now.
Hang on, Simba! I'll save ya!
Timon? (frowns)
You know, I'm gonna get old walking over this thing.
Timon?
What have you got against the concept of a good night's sleep?! Huh?!
Actually, I had a bad dream.
Well, that's it. The big wrap-up. The happy ending. The grand finale.
It's over already?
Well, Pumbaa, that's the thing about endings. They come at the end.
Oh, can we watch it again?
Pumbaa, we just saw it. Maybe tomorrow.
Hey, what're you guys doin'? [notices the film and gasps] You didn't tell me you were watching the movie! I wanna watch, too!
Ma! We just finished! Show's over!
Well, you're just gonna hafta rewind it. [runs the film back]
Ma!
Uncle Max! We're gonna watch the movie!
Oh, no!
Hey, I brought extra butter!
Hey, you guys are watching the movie?
Any story worth telling is worth telling twice!
What the--?
Oh, excuse me.
Excuse me.
Get outta the way.
Who is this crowd? Hey! Down in front!
Gawrsh!
Aloha!
Watch it!
Okay, buddy. You win.
Sure you don't mind?
Hakuna matata.
Timon, I still don't do so well in crowds.
What's on the menu? It could be ceviche, it's stinky, ooh, it's Pumbaa-aah!
I gotta tell ya, Timon. That song always gets me right here.
Yeah, Pumbaa. Well, enough of that. [fast forwards the first movie]
Uh, Timon, what are you doing?
I'm fast forwarding to the part where we come in.
But you can't go out of order. [stops to the part before the final verse of Hakuna Matata where Simba grows into an adult]
Au contraire, my porcine pal, I've got the remote.
But everyone's gonna get to confused. We've got to go back to the beginning of the story. [rewinds the movie]
We're not in the beginning of the story. [stops at the presentation of Simba then fast forwards again]
Yes, we were, the whole time. [stops at Timon shocked face then rewinds again]
Yeah, but they don't know that. [stops at the reunion with Simba and Nala then fast forwards third time]
Then why don't you tell them our story? [stops at the hyenas]
Aaaaaah!
Hey, I've got an idea, why don't you tell them our story?
Oh! I like the sound of that.
A little backstage tour, take them behind the scenes while revealing, the intimate look in the story within the story.
Because what they don't know is how we really were there even though they didn't know we were there you know?!
Couldn't have said it better myself. [rewinds the movie to the very beginning]
So, does this mean we're going back to the beginning?
Oh, no, Pumbaa. We're going way back, to before the beginning.
Yeah, Pumbaa, but it ain't pretty. [Timon sullenly lifts the remote and clicks it. The movie resumes. Timon's voice is heard over the footage.] Please remain seated while the camera is in motion. [The camera pans out rapidly from Pride Rock, passing multiple animals and locations, including the Elephant Graveyard, Rafiki's tree, and the gorge. It stops in an empty barren field.][from off-screen] Here we are. [A tumbleweed blows by.] From Pride Rock to the pit of shame. We're so low on the food chain, we're underground!
♪ [in the background] Semon pute! ♪
But you don't have to take my word for it. I'll just let my fellow meerkats do the talking.
♪ What was that? ♪
♪ What was what? ♪
♪ What was that? [Several meerkats emerge from holes in the ground.] What was that? [More and more meerkats emerge.] Where? What? Where? Where? What was that? Shhh! [The meerkats look left, then right. Still more meerkats stand on nearby rocks as sentries.] Quick, before the hyena come. ♪
Clear!
♪ Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [The meerkats crisscross their tunnels.] When you're done, ya digga bigger tunnah. [The meerkats all begin digging downward so their tunnels run parallel.] Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [Below ground, the colony carries small rocks through a tunnel.] Quick, before the hyena come. Dig! Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [Several meerkats dig down into an open tunnel, then tunnel into the floor.] You could dig and never get done. Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [Several meerkats stick their heads into the tunnel.] What was that? [The meerkats look right, then left, then forward.] Quick, before the hyena come. Dig! [Several meerkats march single-file into the tunnel.] Digga tunnah is what we do. [The meerkats begin passing rocks down a line.] Life's a tunnah. We're diggin' through. [Several meerkats stick their heads through holes in the tunnel wall.] Digga tunnah is what we sing. [A line of meerkats carrying a stick marches by.] Digga tunnah is everything. [Several lines of meerkats carrying sticks approach a wall of the tunnel.] Mud and clay is a meerkat's friend. [The meerkats prop the sticks against the floor and ceiling.] Always more around every bend. [Several meerkats dance out of slits in the tunnel wall.] And when you get to your tunnah's end, hallelujah! Let's dig again! [The meerkats splay their fingers.] Dig! [Several meerkats march in place in a row.] Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [The meerkats pass rocks down the line.] When you're done, ya digga bigger tunnah. Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [Several meerkats emerge from the ground and ceiling.] What was that? [The meerkats look one way, then another, then forward.] Quick, before the hyena come. ♪
♪ Dig! ♪
I was just trying to shed a little light on our pathetic existence.
Timon, [Ma darts behind Timon to dust off his back.] this can't go on. Just this month, [Ma darts back to Timon's side to dust it off.] you've pulled down four walls and collapsed two tunnel exits. [Ma licks one paw and uses it to smooth down Timon's hair.] We have to look after each other. Our survival depends on it.
What's the point? All we do is dig so we can hide and hide so we can dig. [Ma stops combing Timon's hair, which immediately poofs up. He glares up at it with one eye closed. Then he holds his head with both hands.] I want to be where we don't have to dig tunnels and [Timon strides away from Ma.] live with our heads stuck in the sand. [Timon parts some nearby grass.] What's so bad about dreaming of a better home?
I wanna show you something. [Ma looks out over the savanna.] Look, Timon. [Ma uses one paw to angle Timon's head toward the savanna.] Go on, look. Look out to the horizon, [The camera slowly pans out to reveal the Pride Lands in all its glory.] past the trees, over the grasslands. [Timon stares in awe and grins.] Everything the light touches. Belongs to someone else.
Funny. I thought you were going a whole different direction with this.
What can I say? It's nature's design.
[Uncle Max pokes his head through some nearby grass, causing Timon and Ma to pull up short.] Uncle Max: She's right! [Uncle Max shakes Timon.] We're food for other animals. [Uncle Max swings Timon back and forth as he looks from left to right.] A moveable feast. [Uncle Max hugs Timon close.] Feared by no one and eaten by all!
But when they die, they become the grass. And we eat the grass, right?
Uncle Max: Not exactly. We can't digest grass. We're grass intolerant.
Okay, Max.
[Uncle Max nibbles at his fingernails.] Uncle Max: *whimpers*
Thank you. You've been a big help. [to Timon] Honey, I–
[Uncle Max erupts from the grass in front of Timon and Ma, halting them in their tracks.] Uncle Max: Meerkat! It's what's for dinner!
Thank you, Uncle Max!
Uncle Max: Ugh.
I think Uncle Max [Timon makes the sign for "crazy."] dislodged one too many rocks with his skull.
But he's right, Timon. [Ma licks one paw and uses it to smooth down Timon's hair.] Oh, I just [Ma squashes a nearby flying insect in her paws and uses it on Timon's hair like it's gel.] know there's a way for you to fit in here.
*sighs*
Uncle Max: [from offscreen] All right. Who's on sentry duty?
That's it! [Ma seizes Timon by the arms. He looks back uncertainly.] That's it! My son on sentry duty! Timon the sentry!
Uncle Max: Scurry, sniff, flinch! [Uncle Max repeats the demonstration. Timon stands on the ground nearby, leaning one-armed against the tree.] Scurry, sniff, flinch! [Timon rolls his eyes.] Scurry, sniff, flinch! [Uncle Max tucks a stick under his arm like a he's a drill sergeant.] Good. Now, [Uncle Max slides down the rock to the ground and walks side-by-side with Timon.] what do we do if we see a hyena?
Scream, "Mommy!"?
[Timon and Uncle Max pause. Uncle Max points his finger at Timon.] Uncle Max: That's right, mister! Because [Uncle Max grabs Timon by the shoulder and points a finger again at the savanna.] the world out there is fraught with danger. [Uncle Max shakes Timon.] Fraught, I tell you!
Oh, boy. It's the fraught fest.
Uncle Max: [in the background] Even all bloodthirsty hyenas are waiting to rip us limb from limb!
Bravo, Uncle Max. [Timon claps.] Way to sell it to the cheap seats.
[Uncle Max seizes Timon by the wrists.] Uncle Max: Applaud now, sonny boy! [severely] But try clapping when you don't have any hands.
*gulps* [Timon darts onto the rock. He scurries along the ground, sniffs the air, then flinches.] Scurry, sniff, flinch. [The savanna is peaceful and quiet. Timon looks back and forth. He repeats the exercise.] Scurry, sniff, flinch. [The savanna is peaceful and quiet. Music starts playing softly.] Huh. [Timon smiles.] I like the sound of that. [Timon repeats the exercise.] Scurry, sniff, flinch. [The savanna is peaceful and quiet. Timon continues to repeat the exercise. As he does so, he begins to dance, more and more flamboyantly.] Scurry, sniff, flinch. Scurry, sniff, flinch. Scurry, sniff, flinch! ♪ There's more to life than panic and bein' some other guy's snack. [Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed emerge from behind a nearby rock.] Eugh! [Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed duck out of view.] I may be delicious, organic, [Timon swings his fists at the air.] but this little entree's fightin' back! [Timon swings his fist so hard that he spins around several times. He begins strutting across the rock, then grabs onto the tree's trunk.] I'm gonna put diggin' tunnels behind me and live at a new altitude. [Timon climbs up onto a branch and throws an armful of leaves into the air.] I'm gonna reach for the stars to remind me that meerkats are not merely food! [Timon steps onto a nearby cloud.] For once I'll be [Timon surfs away on the cloud.] lookin' out for me. [The cloud drifts into an idyllic jungle paradise.] Yeah! [Timon dives off the cloud into a waterfall below.] I'll tell you what I want. [Timon slides down the waterfall.] This cat is movin' on, [The momentum of Timon's fall throws him into the air.] where he's a bon vivant [Timon dives into a pool below.] who's missin' out on bon. [Timon swims underwater.] I'd be a bigger cheese far from the desert scene. [Timon disappears into a school of fish, which turns into a pile of butterflies.] A little cooling breeze. [The butterflies part one by one.] A little patch of green! [The butterflies part fully to reveal Timon holding a drink and lounging in a hammock by a waterfall. Two peacocks fan him with their tails.] And I'll be snoozin' in my hammock by a rippling stream, many miles from any tunnel and the digging team. [A pile of grubs dominates the screen. The grubs partially morph into Timon's face.] Looking after number one will be my only creed. That's all I need. [Timon eats the grubs.] *slurps* [Timon lifts his hands into the air.] That's all I need! [Timon dances the "Shuffle Off to Buffalo" atop a mound of grubs.] I've always been good at runnin' away. [Timon switches directions and repeats the dance.] Well, now, I'm gonna run the show-oh! [The lights darken overhead, and the jungle backdrop slides offscreen, as if it's part of a theater production. Timon stands alone on his rock in the savanna.] I've always been seen as the ultimate prey, [Timon lifts his hands into the air.] but now, my status ain't so quo! [Banzai and Ed emerge on either side of Timon.] A dream sublime. [Shenzi emerges behind Timon, who lifts his hands into the air.] It's hyena time! [Shenzi claps, startling Timon.] Oh! ♪
Oh, look, it's dinner and a show.
And I thought beans were the only musical food. [Ed laughs evilly]
Hy... Hy... Hy...
Well, hi to you, too. [smacks Timon with her paw, who rolls down the hill]
Aw. I'm okay.
This is no time for horseplay, Timon. You're supposed to be up there looking out for... [Shenzi, Ed and Banzai the hyenas go near] HYENAS!!!
Whoa, look at 'em scramble!
And that's just how I like them...
*screams*
*grunt*
Scrambled...
[Shenzi licks Uncle Max, lifting him into the air.] Uncle Max:' *screams*
And a little bit runny.
*scream* [Several meerkats race past Timon, who ducks, with his hands covering his head.] Hyenas!
*laugh*
*laughs*
*sighs*
Get in here! What are you, a meshugginah? [shakes Timon]
*whimper* [Ed continually misses the meerkats, who slip by him to safety.] *screams* Whoa!
*laughs*
*gasps*
*laughs*
Stumpy?
Here!
Flinchy?
Here!
Swifty?
Here!
Oh, what a relief. Everybody's... *gasps* Where's Uncle Max?
*screams*
*yip*
*gasp*
Max! Run for your life!
Play dead!
Ándale!
Almost there!
Hey, what's going on? Pumbaa, you're sitting on the remote?
Huh? Oh, sorry. I thought it was a brownie. [changes it back to Uncle Max being chased by hyenas]
I, uh... I guess I owe everyone an apology. All right, so I made a teensy mistake, like we all haven't broken into song on sentry duty before uh-haha come on, let me have a show of hands! Okay. [a short pause] Maybe it's a little too soon but I'm sure we're all going to laugh about this someday. Trust me.
I did trust you.
But--.
[The meerkats starts to leave. Ma worriedly looks at Timon before leaving.]
You know, first impressions are very important.
Oh, I thought you were a scream. [clicks remote to resume]
Um... I don't do so well in crowds. Maybe we better go around.
Don't you know the shortest distance between me and my dream home is a straight line? Follow me.
Oh.
Excuse me.
Ow.
Hello.
Goodness.
Make room. Make room. Watch it, Twiggy. I'm walking here.
*[snorts]*
Timon, there's something I got to tell you.
Pumbaa, Pumbaa, Pumbaa. We will have a plenty of time to chat once we settle in.
I could really use a rest stop.
Don't worry. You'll get your second wind.
I got a really bad feeling!
It'll pass. Trust me! It will pass. [he grabs Pumbaa's tail; Pumbaa farts, which causes them to faint and unconsious. The animals bow before Simba.]
Oh, look. The rhinos are bowing.
Ooh, we'd better bow up, too.
Look, sire, how they kneel before the royal son.
So, I guess that's your special power? What a weapon!
You mean, you don't mind?
Are you kidding? It was a gas! [laughs]
Well, I don't like to toot my own horn...
Yeah, that's probably for the best. [pauses out] Let's go, Pumbaa.
Lead the way.
Ah! [as a voice-over] Home, sweet home indeed.
*snore*
*groans* [Timon turns over, holding his ears. He sits up groggily.] Ugh.
♪ [from off-screen, in the background] Everybody, look left! Young Nala: Everybody, look right! Young Simba: Everywhere you look, I'm... ♪
Hey, keep it down up there! Young Simba & Nala: (singing) STANDING IN THE SPOTLIGHT!!!!!!
We have neighbors? We should go say hello. Zazu: NOT YET!!!
[Timon keeps beating on the ceiling with his stick.] Ensemble & Young Nala: (singing) let every creature go for broke & sing!!!
Noisy neighbors. [Timon pauses.] There go the property values.
♪ Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing! Oh, oh! [Timon gapes up at a tower of animals.] It's gonna be King Simba's finest fling! ♪
♪ [from off-screen] Oh, I just can't wait to be king! ♪
Oh, perfect. We moved to the theater district! Get a load of these guys.
♪ [from off-screen, in the background] Oh, he just can't wait to be king! Young Simba & Ensemble: Oh, I just can't wait... ♪
Knock it off!
*groans*
Young Nala & Ensemble: Just Can’t Wait…
Timon, look out!
♪ [from offscreen] ...to be king! ♪
Ah!
I'm okay!
*groan*
Oy. [Timon blows away a tail that is hanging in his face.] Show people.
Hahuna Ma-what-a?
It means "no worries."
I see...
So, I told the boy: To find Hakuna Matata, you must look beyond what you see.
Ah, a metaphor.
Well, actually, it's not a... [Ma hits him in the head with his own stick] Ah!
You used a metaphor on Timon?! He takes things literally! That's it. He's starving out there. I just know it! Max! Timon's out there chasing metaphors. I've got to go find him!
Uncle Max: [from offscreen] Are you nuts?!
Nice to have a supportive family, isn't it? Well, here I go.
Remember, the journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.
Thanks. Here's my first step. [stomps on Rafiki's foot, and the scene cuts to Timon screaming]
OW!!!!!! [pauses; Pumbaa pulls one of three quills from his butt] Aye!!!
This bowling for porcupines [spits the first quill] wasn't the best idea, huh?
Yeah, it got to be right up there with bobbin' for snapping turtles. Ow-ah-ahaha!!
That's going to leave a mark. [spits the second quill] Look, Timon. Buzzards! What do you say? One more round?
Sure. There must be some part of me we haven't injured yet.
Please? Please, please, please, please, please?
No, Pumbaa. I'm beat. You go ahead. I'm calling it a day. [leaves while pulling out the last quill from his butt]
But it's no fun alone. [whimpers in sadness before Timon jumps on his back]
Why not? One more run won't change our lives!
That's it, buddy. We gave it our best shot, but he's a goner.
Maybe not...
You never give up, do you?
Look!
Listen, you think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life? You don't even know what I've been through!
Young Nala: would if you'd just tell me.
Forget it!
Fine!
Pumbaa, do you know what this means?
He can't express his feelings and she has commitment issues?
We won! [laughing] We split them up!
And, uh, that's a good thing? Uh, he seems to be taking it kind of hard.
Yeah, I know. Look, I... Heh. But it's the best thing for us. I mean, for him! Let's go, Pumbaa. I think this storm's coming to a head. Hakuna Matata is safe at last, pal, because nothing's going to take our boy away now. [later, Young Nala is telling him and Pumbaa that Young Simba left] He's gone? What do you mean he's gone?!
It's just like the baboon said. The king has returned. [Timon and Pumbaa stare at her blankly. She sighs] You want me to go over it again?
Yes please, but be a dear and skip to the part about Simba. Not that your childhood wasn't fascinating.
Okay. Look, Simba's the rightful king, but after he disappeared, Scar proclaimed himself the king and formed an alliance with the hyenas... [As Young Nala talks, Timon and Pumbaa stop listening]
Poor Simba. The treachery! The villainy! The sheer indescribable horror!
Blah, blah, blah. Why is she toying with us? This crazy chick is gonna eat us!
...So Simba has to go home to challenge his uncle and reclaim his place as king. [Timon and Pumbaa stare blankly at her] Ohh, don't you get it? Simba needs us. Now! [she runs off to find Young Simba]
He needs us? Then he shouldn't have left us! If he wants to run off to be "His Highness", well, I say, don't let the branches hit you on the way out! Leave Hakuna Matata to someone who appreciates it. [he strides off stubbornly]
But, Timon... It's not really Hakuna Matata without Simba.
What has gotten into you? Not Hakuna Matata? That's crazy talk. Crazy talk, I tell you. Nothing's changed here. We had Hakuna Matata before Simba and we've still got it now.
We got to go help our friend, Timon.
Et tu, Pumbaa? You're just going to walk away, give up on all this? What happened to "friends stick together to the end?" Huh? Huh? Huh?
I was about to ask you the same thing. [Pumbaa turns and stalks off. He looks back over his shoulder to see Timon flopping down in the bed]
I got everything I ever wanted right here! [Pumbaa turns and trots off, a tear in his eye. Timon lies in the bed, tapping his toe. He begins to soliloquize to convince himself he's doing the right thing] Now, this is more like it. ELBOW ROOM!!! ["Elbow room" echoes an absurd number of times as the camera pulls back repeatedly; sits in despair] Uhhhh. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. [sighs] Hakuna Matata, what a wonderful phrase. Hakuna Matata, ain't no passin' craze. It means no worries. [Rafiki appears, laughing] No. No, no, no. Don't say a word. I know what you're going to say. [Imitates Rafiki] Did you find Hakuna Matata? [normal voice] Well, yes, I did. Thank you very much and I am happy... Happy, happy, deliriously happy. [imitates Rafiki again, laughing] I see. Happy, is it? So, if you're so happy, why do you look so miserable? [normal voice again] Miserable, you say? Why should I be miserable? Oh, I don't know. Maybe my two best pals in the world deserted me. They've headed off on some heroic mission. My friends are gone. And my Hakuna Matata went with them. [Rafiki nods] Would you mind? [Rafiki hits his head with stick] Ah! Thanks. I'm glad we had this talk. [he walks away]
My work here is done.
Uncle Max: Crane... [The meerkats imitate Uncle Max. He lowers his arms and lifts one leg.] spreads its wings... [The meerkats imitate Uncle Max. They all turn toward the camera.] turns with dainty hands.
♪ Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [More meerkats dive into the pool.] We're never gonna dig another tunnah. Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah. [Several meerkats hold butterflies in a chorus line. They move the butterflies out of the way as they sing.] Nevermore, the hyena come. [Timon dances in a grub hat.] Sing the praises of brave Timon, [Timon spins, sending grubs flying.] the bravest meerkat [Grubs fall from the sky as meerkats lounge in leaf hammocks.] we've ever known. [Uncle Max holds a coconut filled with grub mush. He catches a falling grub.] Never dreamed he'd [Cut to clouds in the sky. Three meerkats fly into the air as they sing.] help Simba shine! ♪
♪ Proved it's cool to hang out with swine! ♪
♪ Accidentally [The meerkats pop up on the other side, their mouths full of grubs.] saved the day. ♪
♪ Planned it so it would look that way. ♪
♪ Brought us out of the dirt and sand, [Pumbaa splashes into the water and rides along the current.] led his family to the [Pumbaa falls off another waterfall.] promised land. [Timon, Pumbaa, and Ma dive into the water.] Sing the praises of brave Timon, [Timon swims for the surface, grinning at the camera.] bravest meerkat we've ever known. ♪
[Ma and Timon stand atop Pumbaa, holding each other. Pumbaa stands on Young Simba's stomach, while Young Simba floats on his back in the pool. Meerkats swim in two concentric circles around them. Meanwhile, on the banks, meerkats dance in a conga line, watch the festivities, play a game with a large grub, get fanned with leaves, paraglide with leaves, toast a coconut drink, and hang in vines.]
Wait! Wait, wait, wait, hold on a second, III? What's in the III? No, no, no, the III, has... got to go.
Timon, you can't II, there's already been a II.
