Shh. It's a secret. (leans towards Simba) Asante sana, squash banana, we we nugu mi mi apana!
Enough, already! What does that mean anyway?
It means you're a baboon. And I'm not! (chuckles)
Shh. It's a secret. (leans towards Simba) Asante sana, squash banana, we we nugu mi mi apana!
Enough, already! What does that mean anyway?
It means you're a baboon. And I'm not! (chuckles)
Going back means I'll have to face my past. I've been hiding from it for so long...
It doesn't matter! It's in the past! (chuckles)
Yeah, but it still hurts.
Oh, yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or... learn from it.
Aha! You see? So what are you going to do?
Well first, I'm gonna take your stick. (grabs Rafiki's stick)
Have you guys seen Simba?
I thought he was with you.
He was, but now I can't find him. Where is he?
Hoo-hoo-hoo! You won't find him here! Ha ha! The King has returned.
I don't believe it. He's gone back!
What?
Hey, what's going on here? Who's the monkey?!
Simba's gone back to challenge Scar!
Who?
Scar.
Who's got a scar?
No, no, no. It's his uncle.
The monkey's his uncle?!
No! Simba's gone back to challenge his uncle to take his place as king.
Ohhh.
[Fade to a wide shot of the lightly treed savanna, with a mountain range in the background, as curtains of rain fall in the distance. Thunder rumbles distantly. Fade to a frontal shot of a river. Rain begins to fall, disrupting the river's smooth surface, as the music swells. Fade to a wide shot of Rafiki's baobab tree on the open savanna, the sky shrouded in dark thunderclouds. The camera slowly zooms in on the tree as thunder booms, and lightning zigzags across the sky, illuminating the tree in flashes of white light. Fade to a back shot of Rafiki standing in the middle of his tree, painting a lion cub on the trunk, holding a halved gourd shell full of paint in one hand. The camera slowly zooms in on him as he paints. Every so often, thunder rumbles, and a flash of lightning illuminates the interior of the tree]
Ah. [exchanges the gourd shell he is holding for the one on the ground. He examines his handiwork] Hmm. [The scene cuts to a frontal shot of Rafiki smiling and laughing. He dips a thumb into the paint. The scene cuts to a close-up frontal shot of the lion cub painting. Rafiki's hand comes into frame as he smears a distinctive marking across the cub's forehead] Simba. [The camera slowly zooms out from the painting; he chuckles]
[The background slowly fades to black, leaving only the painting. After a beat, the painting fades to black]
♪ Nobody knows the trouble I've seen / Nobody knows my sorrow ♪
♪ I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts / Dee-dee-dee-dee / There they are all standin' in a row... ♪
"♪ Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head--"♪
Oh... I would never have had to do this for Mufasa.
Oh, nothing.
You know the law. Never, ever mention THAT name in my presence. I AM THE *KING!*
Yes, Sire, you are the king. I only mentioned it to illustrate the differences in your royal managerial approaches. [laugh nervously]
Oh, what is it this time?
We got a bone to pick with you.
I'll handle this. Scar, there's no food, no water.
Yeah. It's dinnertime, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees!
It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting.
Yeah, but they won't go hunt.
Ohh... eat Zazu.
Oh, you wouldn't want me. I'd be so tough and gamey and eww!
Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a little garnish.
I said Muf-- [Shenzi nudges him] [nervously] I said, uh, que pasa?
Good. Now get out.
Yeah, but we're still hungry.
Thanks. Man, I'm stuffed.
Pumbaa, you are a pig.
Oh. Right.
Timon?
Yeah?
Ever wonder what those sparkling dots are up there?
Pumbaa, I don't wonder. I know.
Oh? What are they?
They're fireflies. Fireflies that got stuck up in that big bluish-black thing.
Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Pumbaa, with you, everything's gas.
Simba, what do you think?
Well, I don't know.
Oh, come on.
Well, come on, Simba.
Give, give, give, give.
Come on.
We told you ours. Please?
Give, give.
Well, somebody once told me that the Great Kings of the Past are up there, watching over us.
Really?
You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us? Pfft! *laughs*
Who told you something like that?
Yeah, yeah...
What mook made that up?
Yeah. Pretty dumb, huh?
Oh, you're killing me, Simba.
Yeah... [stares up at the stars, downcast]
Oh. [After a moment, Simba gets up and leaves. Timon looks at Pumbaa in confusion] Was it something I said?
:[catches some in his hand and sniffs it experimentally] Hmm. [climbs down into the branches of his tree. He sits and puts the milkweed floss into an empty turtle shell. He shakes the shell and hums. He grabs a gourd that is hanging in his tree, breaks it in two, and munches on one half] Hmm. [ducks down toward the milkweed floss] Simba? [looks at the smeared painting of Simba] He's alive? He's alive! [bounds across the tree and laughs. He grabs his staff. He races towards the painting and dips his fingers in red paint and laughs. He draws a mane on the painting of Simba] It is time.
Murderer.
Simba, Simba, Please. Please have mercy. I'm just trying to...
Simba, I am family. It's the hyenas who are the real enemy. It was their fault. It was their idea.
Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie.
What are you going to do? You wouldn't kill your own uncle.
No, Scar. I'm not like you.
Oh, Simba, thank you. You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. How can I, ah, prove myself to you? Tell me anything.
Run. Run away, Scar. And never return.
Yes. Of course. [looks down and sees a pile of hot coals] As you wish, Your MAJESTY! [swipes the coals into Simba's face. With a cried out of surprised and pain, Simba paws the coals away as Scar leaps and attacks. There is a fight in slow motion. Both Scar and Simba land heavy blows. At normal speed, Simba gets knocked on his back. Scar leaps through the flames at him. Simba gathers courage and uses Scar's momentum in a "throw" similar to Nala's fighting tactics to send him flying over the edge. Scar tumbles to the bottom. He weakly gets up] Ahh, my friends.
"Friends"?
Help me.
I thought he said that we were "the enemy".
Yeah. That's what I heard.
Ed?
No, let me explain! No, you don't understand! No, I didn't mean it! No, look, I'm sorry I called you... No! NO!
Your Majesty. [Simba greets his mother and Nala. Rafiki motions for Simba to ascend Pride Rock as king. Simba starts walking up and pauses to hug Rafiki as his father did]
It is time.
[Very majestically, he ascends through the rain. Through a hole in the clouds is a patch of stars. One bright star shines out briefly] Mufasa's Ghost: Remember.
Busa le lizwe / Busa le lizwe / Busa le lizwe / Bus-busa ngo xolo
Se-fi-le / Baba ti-tabo / Maye babo / Busa lomhlaba.
He! Se-fi-le / Busa Simba! Busa Simba! Ubuse ngo xolo / Ubuse ngo thando / Ubuse ngo xolo / Ubuse ngo thando / Ubuse ngo xolo.
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala / Ingonyama nengw' enamabala.
Till we find our place / On the path unwinding / In the Circle / The Circle of Life / Circle of... Life.
[Rafiki appears, holding Kiara. He lifts her to present her to the crowd. Bass drum hit and black out to title in red lettering as in the beginning. The Circle is completed]