Hey, Uncle Scar! Guess what?
I despise guessing games.
I'm gonna be king of Pride Rock.
Scar (sarcastically): Oh, goody.
My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm gonna rule it all! Heh heh.
Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.
(Scar falls to the ground with a "thump". Simba goes over and leans on his shoulder.)
Hey, Uncle Scar? When I'm king, what'll that make you?
A monkey's uncle.
You have no idea.
