I have been waiting too, and I am not a cub anymore!
More lines from Nala
1 quoteScenes with Nala
2 scenesSo you haven't told them your little secret? Well, Simba, now is your chance to confess. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death.
... It was me.
It's not true. Tell me it's not true.
It's true, I'm sorry.
He admits it. Murderer!
No, it was an accident.
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--
You're what? Say it! Are you the king?
No, no. I'm--
Are you the king?!
No, I'm...
You're what?! Say it!
I'm nothing.
Then bow to your king!
SIMBA!
Now, this looks familiar. Where have I seen this before? ...Oh, yes. I remember! This is the way Mufasa looked before he died. I looked down, and saw the fear in his eyes. [claws Simba's paws] And here's my little secret. [whispers into Simba's ear] I killed Mufasa.
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!
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?
What is he talking about?
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 was me.
It's not true. Tell me it's not true.
It's true. I'm sorry.
He admits it. Murderer!
No, no. [stammering] It was an accident.
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.
Then bow to your king!!!
*roars*
Simba!
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]
No!
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*
Pumbaa, I think we lost them.
That was terrifying.
*growl*
Do you hear a low growl?
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!
Oh, boy.
I may run from hyenas, but I will always fight a bully!
*whimpers*
*grunts*
*whimpers*
*cackle*
*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.
