Most scenes together: Pumbaa & Timon (6), Simba & Scar (4), Simba & Mufasa (4)
*yip*
*roars* [Mufasa stands protectively in front of Simba and Nala.] *roars* [The hyenas recoil. Shenzi stares down in dismay.] *roars*
*whimper*
*roars*
If you ever come near my son again...
No, Mufasa. Never. Never again.
You've been warned, Shenzi.
Did ya hear that? The future king! [laughs]
*roars*
*roars* [Shenzi, Simba, and the hyenas stare in awe. The crowd of hyenas clears to reveal Mufasa tossing them aside like a ragdolls.] *roars*
[The hyenas converge on Mufasa.]
Well, we don't. Your reign is over, Scar. Simba is the rightful king. If you want to get him, [Nala bounds onto a tall rock.] you have to get through us. [Nala halfway turns over one shoulder.] Are you with me, lions?
*roar*
The choice is yours, Scar. Step down or fight.
Must this all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member, [Scar paces in front of Simba.] to feel the shame of knowing I took the life of someone I love.
I put all that behind me.
But have they put it behind them? Do your faithful subjects know what you've done?
So, you haven't told them your little secret? [Scar sits.] Well, Simba, now's your chance to confess. Tell them who's responsible for Mufasa's death.
It's not true. Tell me it's not true.
It's true. I'm sorry.
If it weren't for you, the king would be alive. It's your fault he's dead. Do you deny it?
I'm not a murderer.
We should believe a son who takes the life of a father? We should believe a son who takes the life of a king? A son who abandons his mother?
No. I'm... I'm...
You're what? Say it! Are you the king?
No. No, I'm...
Are you the king?
No, I'm...
Scar: You're what?
I'm...
Scar: Say it!
I'm nothing.
*roars*
This looks familiar. Where have I seen this before? Ah, yes, I remember. This is how Mufasa looked before he died. I looked down, and saw the fear in his eyes. [furiously sinks his claws into Simba's paws, the same way he did to Mufasa. Simba roars in pain] And here's my little secret: [ lens in close to whisper in Simba's ear] I killed Mufasa. [Simba's eyes widen. In a flashback, Mufasa falls into the gorge, with young Simba watching in terror]
My father, your own brother! How could you?!
First he kills Mufasa, and now he wants to kill me!
You killed him! Tell them the truth!
Don't believe his lies!
Scar, you told us you didn't get to the gorge in time.
That's true!
Then how did you see the look in Mufasa's eyes?!
Murderer!!!
KILL THEM ALL!
Hyenas *cackle*
[In answer, The hyenas charge at Simba.] Simba: *growls*
*whimpers*
Lions, attack!
*growl*
[The hyenas charge at the lionesses.] Hyenas *cackle*
*yells*
Simba! [Nala knocks several hyenas off Simba.] *grunts*
[Nala fights off the hyenas. Cut to Timon and Pumbaa running into a cave.] Timon and Pumbaa': *pant*
That was terrifying.
Looks like we'll be having pig for dinner. [Timon turns around.] Plump and chubby.
Chubby? [Pumbaa turns around.] Did he just call me chubby?
Uh-oh.
It sounded... It sounded a lot like he just said "chubby," which would be a mistake because [The hyenas surround Pumbaa.] I will not be made to feel ashamed of who I am!
I may run from hyenas, but I will always fight a bully!
*whimpers*
*whimpers*
*grunts* [Pumbaa pauses, and Timon climbs into his mane.] *sighs*
You feel better, Pumbaa?
I do.
You got that out of your system?
I did.
Mufasa does not rule me! [Shenzi advances on Simba and Nala, who back away.] *growls*
You can't do anything to me [Simba steps forward emphatically.] 'cause I'm the future king!
*chuckles* He's telling me what to do. [Shenzi continues her advance, and Simba and Nala back away.] His father's strength flickering inside. I wonder how all that bravery will taste.
Let them go, Shenzi! [Zazu flaps his wings frantically, but Shenzi continues her advance.] They made a mistake, a horrible mistake! But if you do this, you will start a war with Mufasa!
Hyenas and lions have been at war since the beginning of time, but Mufasa's bloodline will end here! [Shenzi lunges at Simba and Nala.] *snarls*
What's up with that guy?
Um, Simba... How can I say this? He's prey.
Yeah.
And he is never gonna want to frolic with a carnivore.
No. You two will never frolic.
Why not?
Oh, yeah. The Circle of Life. I know that.
Whoa!
No, no, no, no. I don't know where you're getting "circle" from.
No, yeah. There's no Circle of Life.
No, it's no circle.
No, not at all.
In fact, it's the opposite.
Yeah.
It's a line.
Yeah.
It's a meaningless life of indifference.
And we are all just running towards the end of the line. And then, one day, we will reach the end, and that will be it.
That's it.
Line over.
Nothing.
Nada. And you can really just kinda do your own thing...
Woo-hoo!
...and fend for yourself 'cause your line doesn't affect anyone else's lines.
You're alive, and then, you're not. Like this guy. [eats a termite] Mmm.
You sure it's not circle? That we're all connected?
A circle would mean we're all this. That would mean what I do affects him, affects that thing...
Yeah. No.
...affects that thing...
That's not how it goes.
...which would make doing whatever we wanted not that cool.
Let me simplify this for you. Life is meaningless.
Yes. That's why you just gotta look out for yourself. That's why you do you, Simba.
Yeah, Simba, for the first time, we're entrusting you to make a plan for us today.
This is so important. Just think about all you have been taught.
What do you wanna do?
Absolutely... [brings his weight down on the termite mound] nothing. [the termite mound breaks in half, spilling termites everywhere]
Exactly!
Woo-hoo!
He gets it.
Jackpot!
Out of my way. Out of my way.
Crunchy!
All right. It’s time to eat.
Everyone, this is Simba.
That, my friend, is a lion.
[A bushbaby emerges from behind a log.] Bushbaby': What about food? Have you thought about feeding that thing?
*gasps*
Here we go.
Uh, no, no, no, kid, we're fresh out of zebra.
Any antelope?
Uh-oh.
No. Listen, kid, if you want to live with us, you have to eat like us.
And most importantly, [The elephant shrew pauses, yelling after Simba.] not eat us.
This looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub.
Yeah!
Perfect!
Step aside, fellas.
Ooh. Too chewey.
This one's got some nuttiness.
Mmm. Now, that's what I call umami.
Mmm. Extra crunchy.
They're local.
Yeah. Oh, are they?
They're from [Pumbaa points with his head.] right there.
I'm telling ya, kid, this is the great life. [Timon turns back to the grubs.] No rules. No responsibilities. Ooh. [Timon grabs a caterpillar and massages it with his paws.] The little cream-filled kind. I love these.
Those are good.
I love these.
Those are the best.
Can I have the head?
Oh, well. Hakuna Matata. [Simba eats the caterpillar.] Slimy, [Simba licks his lips.] yet...satisfying!
That's it!
We didn't lie.
*chuckle*
Egg sac! I got an egg sac!
For king and country!
*grunts* [Zazu swoops down and pecks Azizi again.] *grunts* It's the bird. I got him! [Zazu briefly lands on Azizi's back, then takes to the air again.] I got him!
Tally-ho!
Oh, no. He's got me! He's got me! [Azizi runs head-on into a rock.] *grunts*
*growl*
*whimpers* [The hyenas corner Zazu against a wall.] Please. Let's discuss this.
*growl*
Rafiki': [from offscreen] *shouts in Xhosa* [A stick whacks the hyenas away. Suddenly, Rafiki jumps down from the ceiling.] *shouts in Xhosa*
[Rafiki begins beating the hyenas with his staff.] Hyenas *yelp*
Rafiki *shouts in Xhosa*
Your Majesty.
Remember.
*roars*
*roar*
♪ Busa le lizwe bo. Busa le lizwe bo. [Fade to a puddle by daylight. A mouse scurries into it and washes itself.] Busa le lizwe bo. Lethu busa ngoxolo. Is'khathi sifikile. ♪
♪ Se fi le. ♪
♪ Is'khathi busa iyo. ♪
♪ Baba ti tabo. ♪
♪ Is'khathi sifikile. ♪
♪ Maye babo. Busa ilomhlaba. ♪
♪ Is'khathi sifikile. ♪
*trumpet*
♪ Is'khathi sifikile. ♪
♪ Se fi le. ♪
♪ Busa Simba. Busa Simba. ♪
*chitter*
♪ Ubuse ngo xolo. Ubuse ngo thando. [The camera pans up to show Simba on Pride Rock.] Ubuse ngo xolo. Ubuse ngo thando. Ubuse ngo xolo. [Nala strides up to join Simba, while Zazu flies toward them.] Ingonyama nengw' enamabala. [Zazu lands on Pride Rock and bows to Simba.] Ingonyama nengw' enamabala. [Simba and Nala nuzzle.] 'Till we find our place [Rafiki strides up Pride Rock, holding an infant Kiara over one shoulder. Simba and Nala part to let him pass.] on the path unwinding [Rafiki holds up Kiara.] in the Circle... ♪
♪ ...the Circle of Life. [Timon and Pumbaa watch proudly alongside with jungle animal neighborhoods. A baby warthog sidles up next to Pumbaa.] Circle of Life! ♪
*yowls*
Oh, I'm sorry. [backs away from Kamari]
That's a good distance right there.
Okay.
No little cub could survive that fall. Listen, we're gonna tell her... we went down there and we ate him.
Uh-huh. That's perfect, 'cause I am starving!
We're not gonna eat him. Simba is dead. That's all she ever has to know. (Plus, if he did survive and comes back, then we can murder him.) [leaves]
Works for me. (Hey, Simba! If you are alive out there and do come back, you're dead!) [leaves with them]
I missed 'em! I'm gonna get one of those vultures one day. I'm gonna get one!
I don't know why it's so important to you.
I just feel like it would make me feel better. [spots Simba] Oh, no. It's a little lion!
That is not a lion.
Well then, go check it out. What is it?
That is not a lion, it's a furry bird!
It looks like a lion!
That's not a lion. Let me get a closer look. Excuse me. All right, let me see what we're dealing with here. [ Timon looks and draws at Simba's lips exposing the cub's teeth, alarmed. He leaps up in fright.] IT'S A LION! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, PUMBAA!
Wait! Hey, Timon. Wait, Timon, wait! It's a little lion!
Can we keep him? Can we please keep him? Oh, oh, okay. I promise I'll walk him every day! If he makes a little mess, I'll clean it up.
You'll be his little mess! He's gonna eat you and then use my body as a toothpick!
But one day, when he's big and strong, he'll be on our side!
I've got it. What if he's on our side? Hear me out! Having a ferocious lion around might not be such a bad idea!
Well then, can we keep him?
Yes, of course we can keep him! My God, who is the brains of this operation?
We're gonna name him Fred!
Zazu? Take Nala back to Pride Rock.
Yes, sire. [short pause] Don't be too hard on him, sire. I remember a cub, a certain headstrong cub... who was always getting into scrapes. And he achieved some prominence, did he not, sire?
I have to teach my son a lesson.
Come along, Nala. [he and Nala leaves]
Simba? [Simba in disgrace walking to Mufasa slowly, but finds his father's paw track and then sits next to him] You deliberately disobeyed me.
I know.
You could have been killed. And what's worse, you put Nala in danger. Do you understand what's at stake? You jeopardized the future of our pride.
I just wanted to show you I could do it. That I could be brave like you.
I'm only brave when I have to be, when there's no other choice.
But you're not scared of anything.
I was today.
You were?
Yes. I thought I might lose you.
I guess even kings get scared, huh?
More than you could ever know.
*groans* [Scar staggers to his paws and begins to walk away. Suddenly, the hyenas surround him, and he pauses.]
My friends. It will take some time, but together, we will build our army!
"Friends," huh? I thought you said we were "revolting scavengers."
Yeah. That you wanted to kill us.
No, no. Let me explain. I was trying to fool him. We will rule together!
There's only one true thing you ever said, Scar. [Scar looks at Shenzi.] A hyena's belly...is never full!
*cackle*
*growls* [The hyenas begin to attack Scar, who tries to fight them off.] No... [The hyenas overwhelm Scar to death by ripping apart.] NO!
Come on. We both know he should've been expelled from the Pride Lands long ago.
He is my brother, Zazu. This is his home. As long as I am king, that'll never change.
Well, there is one in every family, sire. I had a cousin who thought he was a woodpecker. He slammed his head into trees and our beaks aren't built for it, he was concussed regularly. Oh, you've gone. Uh, sire, coming back!
Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures; from the crawling ant to the leaping antelope.
But, Dad, don't we eat the antelope?
Yes, Simba, but let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass. And the antelope eat the grass. And so, we are all connected in the great Circle of Life.
If you wish to kill something, you might want to stay downwind.
I know how to hunt, Uncle Scar.
Then let's hope we're never attacked by a beetle. Go back to your den, Simba. I don't babysit.
Babysit? I'm gonna king of Pride Rock. My dad showed me the whole kingdom. Said I'm gonna rule it all.
Is that so?
Think about it. When I'm king, I'll have to give you orders. Tell you what to do. How weird is that?
You've no idea.
