Kovu, Kovu, Kovu. Scar wasn't even his father. He just took 'im in. [to Vitani, who is biting on a root] Oh, hey, Vitani. Where's little termite Kovu, the "Chosen One"? [touches the root with a claw; it snaps, and Vitani tumbles backward; Nuka guffaws]
Nuka! Where's Kovu? Did you leave him out there on his own again?
Hey, it's every lion for himself out here. [scratches himself] That little termite's got to learn to be on his own.
Mother's going to be mad. She told you to watch him.
Oh, who cares? I should've been the Chosen One. I'm the oldest, I'm the strongest, I'm the smartest-- OH, THESE TERMITES! [starts crazily biting every place he can find on his body, and rolls around on the ground; Vitani watches, smirking] I could be a leader if she'd just give me a chance!
Yeah, right. [normally] Why don't you tell that to her?
Yeah? Don't think I won't.
Oh, yeah? [laughs] Here's your chance.
What? Oh. Mother. Mother, hi! [laughs nervously] Mother, I caught some field mice for your dinner. I left 'em by the, um, by the-- Okay. [Zira drops Kovu. Vitani pounces next to him]
Hey, Kovu. You want to fight? [She mock-snarls; he looks earnest]
You were supposed to be watching him! [Nuka becomes scared]
It's not his fault; I went off on my own. [Zira turns on Kovu, backing him along the ground with her words]
What were you doing?
N-nothing!
Who has made us Outsiders?
Simba!
Who killed Scar?
Simba!
And what have I told you about them?!
Sorry, mother! Sh-she didn't seem so bad. I-I, I thought we could be--
Friends?! You thought you'd get to the daughter, and Simba would welcome you with open arms? What an idea! [she reconsiders and smiles] What... an idea! You brilliant child. I'm so proud of you. [She kneads the frightened Kovu with unsheathed claws and scratching his hair] You have the same conniving mind that made Scar so...powerful.
Ooh, yuck. [Zira snarls and glares at Nuka, who laughs nervously; Zira then picks up Kovu and carries him into a cave, as Nuka glowers] Ugh. [sarcastically] Chosen One.
I now see the path to our glorious return to power!
But I don't want--
Hush! [softly] Hush, my little one. You must be exhausted. [sings] ♪ Sleep, my little Kovu. Let your dreams take wing. ♪
♪ One day when you're big and strong, you will be a king. ♪
Good night.
Good night, my little prince. Tomorrow, your training intensifies. [singing] ♪ I've been exiled, persecuted, left alone with no defense. ♪
♪ When I think of what that brute did, I get a little tense. ♪
♪ But I dream a dream so pretty, that I don't feel so depressed. ♪
♪ 'Cause it soothes my inner kitty, and it helps me get some rest. ♪
♪ The sound of Simba's dying gasp. ♪
♪ His daughter squealing in my grasp. ♪
♪ His lionesses' mournful cry; That's my lullaby. ♪
♪ Now the past I've tried forgetting, and my foes I could forgive. ♪
♪ Trouble is I knows it's petty, but I hate to let them live. ♪
♪ So you found yourself somebody who'd chase Simba up a tree. ♪
♪ Oh, the final battle may be bloody, but that kind of works for me. ♪
♪ The melody of angry growls. ♪
♪ A counterpoint of painful howls. ♪
♪ A symphony of death; oh, my. ♪
♪ That's my lullaby. ♪
♪ Scar is gone, but Zira's still around, to love this little lad. ♪
♪ Till he learns to be a killer, with a lust for being bad. ♪
Sleep, ya little termite! Uh-- I mean, ♪ precious little thing. ♪
♪ One day when you're big and strong-- ♪
♪ You will be a king. ♪
♪ The pounding of the drums of war! ♪
♪ The thrill of Kovu's mighty roar! ♪
The joy of vengeance!
Testify!
♪ I can hear the cheering! ♪
Kovu, what a guy!
♪ Payback time is nearing, and then our flag will fly, against a blood-red sky! ♪
♪ That's...my...lulla...by! ♪ [evil laugh]


