The Lion King Reborn/Transcript

The Lion King Reborn is an upcoming 2019 American-South Korean animated epic, adventure, musical, comedy-drama film released by Walt Disney Pictures, with under production by Walt Disney Animation Studios, as well as being distributed by Walt Disney Studios Motion Pictures, Mercury Filmworks and Disney Television Animation. It serves as "part one" of a remaster of Disney's well-known 1994 animated film The Lion King, conjoining it with its 1998 sequel The Lion King II: Simba's Pride, its 2004 midquel The Lion King 1½: Hakuna Matata and several episodes of its 2015 television sequel series The Lion Guard. It is also the first feature film in the Disney Reborn Multiverse while featuring references from the 1995 PC game Timon and Pumbaa's Jungle Games and television series The Lion King's Timon & Pumbaa, as well as having some deleted scenes from the franchise and songs taken from the Broadway version of The Lion King in animation.

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Once Upon a Timon…
What was what?! Shh! What was that?! What was that?! Where? What? Where? Where? Shh! What was that?! Shh! [silence as they look from side to side, listening] Quick, before the hyena come! Dig, digga tunnah When you're done ya dig a bigga tunnah Digga tunnah, Dig, dig a tunnah Quick, before the hyena come! DIG!
 * [The film starts out with the Disney, Walt Disney Animation Studios, DisneyToon Studios and Mercury Filmworks logo; dissolve into the "This Land" theme. We fade into a view of a night sky, with a star somewhere on the screen and the clouds on the bottom. We then start flying down through the clouds with the camera. We then pan with the camera down to a very clear view of a waterhole, with all animals in the Pride Lands. We then fly with the camera past by the Summit, and pan down, only to find the Pride Rock completely redone in 2D Animation. when we almost reach a comfortable position in front of the Pride Rock. The star of Leo (you will have to look closely if you want to see it) appears way closer to the Pride Rock and then moves to the right side. The dot then draws a line over the Pride Rock as we are slightly panning, and it is almost finished when we are in a comfortable position in front of the Pride Rock. Lion roar in the background, calling the animals to gather to Pride Rock for the ceremony. Animals of all types (okapis, elephants, giraffes) marching to Pride Rock]
 * Rafiki: [voice over] It was a glorious sight! Old Rafiki could hardly believe his eyes: All the animals on the move, coming together from the Four Winds; who could forget a day like that? [camera pan on Pride Rock in the distance with Mufasa watching from his point of view] Everybody came to celebrate the birth of Simba, Mufasa's young cub. [Rafiki grabs a turtle shell and breaks a fruit in half] You see, ♪ It was the Circle of Life… ♪ [suddenly halts for a beat and blinks at the audience] What? What's that you say? [while laughing, Rafiki bounds deeper into his tree and grabs his staff] You've heard of this before? [Rafiki puts his hand in some fruit paint] You think you know the story?! [Rafiki draws a picture of a meerkat named Timon dressed in drag and doing the hula] You don't know the half of it!
 * [Cracks appear across the screen image, and the screen shatters and falls from the field of view in fragments, leaving a view of Pride Rock in daylight]
 * Rafiki: [reverently] Pride Rock. So majestic. So powerful. So…bizarrely named. Our story does not start here. Rather it starts several hundred football fields away from the majestic rock spire over the Pride Lands. [the camera does a super-high-speed truck-out from Pride Rock, past zebras, grasslands, the Elephant Graveyard, the gorge, marshlands, the desert, and finally stopping at a dry plain of low mounds of dirt, with a tumbleweed blowing across] Our story really begins from Pride Rock to locals known as the "Pit of Shame". A meerkat colony where the locals were so low on the food chain they were underground! But…you don't have to take my word for it. I'll just let the fellow meerkats do the talking as one-by-one pop out of their holes like a game of Whack-a-Mole.
 * ["Digga Tunnah" music begins]
 * Meerkats: [chanting, nervously] What was that?!
 * Meerkat guard: [looks left, then right, listening; he then calls] CLEAR!
 * [Scenes of the colony of meerkats all busily digging a network of tunnels, singing as they work]
 * Meerkats: [singing] Digga tunnah,

Digga tunnah, Dig, digga tunnah You can dig and never get dunnah Digga tunnah, (Dig a little faster) Dig, digga tunnah What was that?! [pause to listen] Quick, before the hyena come! DIG!

Digga tunnah is what we do Life's a tunnah we're diggin' through Digga tunnah is what we sing Digga tunnah is everything! Mud and clay is a meerkat's friend Always more around every bend And when you get to your tunnah's end, Hallelujah! Let's dig again! DIG!

Digga tunnah, Dig, digga tunnah (Digga tunnah) When you're done, ya dig a bigga tunnah. Digga tunnah, (Dig a little faster) Dig, digga tunnah. What was that?! [pause to listen again] Quick, before the hyena come! DIG! Than bein' some other guy's snack I may be delicious, organic But this little entree's fightin' back!
 * [Camera cut to a different layer of the tunnels. One meerkat, a rather portly female with red hair on the top of her head, is searching for someone]
 * Ma: Timon! Excuse me. Have you seen my son? Has he been through here? Timon!?
 * [She walks behind a distracted middle-aged meerkat with an army-cut and gray hair, her brother-in-law Max]
 * Uncle Max: [singsonging] Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah…digga tunnah, dig, dig — Aahh!
 * Ma: Uncle Max? [pokes Max, which her presence scares him out of his chant]
 * Max: [spooked] Aaahh!
 * Ma: Uncle Max. Relax. Have you seen Timon?
 * Max: [pleased with himself] No…I haven't. And what a day it's been! No fractures, no lacerations, no concussions, contusions or injuries…of any sort. As a matter of fact, there's no sign of Tee-mon's handiwork anywhere!
 * [But Max spook too soon. The ground ceiling cracks and then comes crashing down around them; there's nothing left but a ring of dirt held up, with Timon standing under it]
 * Max: [fuming with rage] That…would be…TEE-MON!!!
 * [Camera zoom in a couple feet away and within earshot to the meerkat in question, a slender male with red hair, similar to the female talking to Max. This is Timon, turning around and looking sheepishly at the entire colony, all just as ticked as Max]
 * Timon: [in an embarrassing tone] Hehe…Hey, everybody!
 * Meerkat1: Ha, ha. Nice work, Timon.
 * Meerkat2: [sarcastically] Way to go, tunnel klutz.
 * Meerkat3: Who else could break a hole!?
 * [Timon's prankster cousin Fred was also not too happy, and has been keeping count of how many times this happened]
 * Fred: Four in a week — A new record!
 * Ma: [quietly despairing] … Not again.
 * Timon: [defiantly] What? It's a "shoddily made skylight"! [however, his "skylight" soon crumbles to nothing]
 * Ma: [walking up to give her son some condolences] Wow! Isn't that creative? A skylight!… [seeking discretion as the better part of valor] I'll go talk to him.
 * [Ma leads Timon away from the scene of the collapse to a meadow where Timon had a conversation with his late Pa about dignity years ago]
 * Timon: I…I was just trying to shed a little light on a pathetic existence.
 * Ma: Timon, this can't go on. Just this month, you've pulled down four walls and collapsed two tunnel exits. [she combs Timon's hair] We have to look after each other. Our survival depends on it.
 * Timon: What's the point? All we do is dig, so we can hide and hide, so we can dig. [Ma finishes combing his hair, which "poofs" up into a bunch of spikes. He then walks a little further and pushes some grass apart to gaze out over the horizon] I wanna be where we don't have to dig tunnels and live with our heads stuck in the sand. What's so bad about dreaming of a better home?
 * Ma: [joins him at the gap in the grass] I wanna show you something. Look, Timon. Go on, look. [camera pulls back to a panoramic view of the Pride Lands in all their golden-lit majesty, as the "This Land" theme plays and Timon's smile soon starts rising slowly] Look out to the horizon, past the trees, over the grasslands. [sharply] Everything the light touches…belongs to someone else!
 * [A record needle scratches before the grasses snap back together and block the view]
 * Timon: [scowls] Funny. I thought you were going a whole different direction with this.
 * Ma: What can I say? It's nature's design.
 * Max: [suddenly appearing out of the grass] She's right! We're food for other animals — A moveable feast. Feared by no-one and eaten by all!
 * Timon: But when they die, they become the grass. And we eat the grass…Right?
 * Max: Not exactly; We can't digest grass. We have carnivorous stomachs.
 * Ma: [snatching Timon away] OK, Max. Thank you. You've been a big help. [to Timon] Honey, I —
 * Max: [appearing out of another stand of grass, giving Timon one final warning:] Meerkat!…It's what's for dinner!
 * Ma: [increasingly sarcastic; pointing meaningfully off into the distance] Thank you, Uncle Max.
 * Max: Uhh.
 * [Max turns and groans at the camera, then soon leaves]
 * Timon: I think Uncle Max dislodged one too many rocks with his skull.
 * Ma: But he's right, Timon. [she tries to comb his hair again; a bug flies by, and she snatches it and squishes it into hair gel] Oh, I just know there's a way for you to fit in here.
 * [Timon glowers from under his plastered-down hair; a single hair springs back up, and he sighs. This is where Ma hears it: Max was calling for sentries]
 * Max: [off-screen, to other meerkats] Alright, who's on Sentry duty?
 * Ma: [perking up with inspiration] That's it! That's it! — My son on Sentry duty! Timon the Sentry!
 * [Cut to Uncle Max being told of this idea]
 * Max: [in horrified shock] Timon the Sentry!? Why don't you save the hyenas the trouble and kill me now? JUST KILL ME NOW!
 * Timon: [to Ma] He has a point.
 * Ma: All you have to do is watch for hyenas and yell if you see one. Look at Iron Joe.
 * [Camera pan over to a skittish meerkat named Iron Joe on Sentry duty in a leafy straightjacket]
 * Iron Joe: [as a couple of meerkat orderlies carry him away, raving, from his post] Don'tcloseyoureyes! Don'tlookaway! Somebody'sgottaguardus! Somebody'sgottaprotectus! [breaks up into a hysterical cry]
 * Timon: Well…Now, I'm convinced.
 * Ma: Listen — it's outside, up in the breeze, under the wide open sky — isn't that what you want? [to Max] Or maybe you would rather have him go back on the "Digging Crew".
 * Max and everyone: NO!!!!
 * [The entire colony of meerkats listen intently, pretending nonchalance and they all clear their throats]
 * Ma: Good…Then we all agree. Timon, listen to Uncle Max. He'll teach you everything you need to know. And honey, [earnestly] try to make this one work.
 * [Cut to the lookout rock, under a small tree. Uncle Max is demonstrating the duties of the Sentry; Timon rolling his eyes, unimpressed]
 * Max: Scurry, sniff, flinch! Scurry, sniff, FLINCH! Scurry, sniff, FLINCH! Good. Now…What do we do if we see a hyena?
 * Timon: Scream, "Mommy"?
 * Max: That's right, mister! Because, the world out there is fraught with danger…FRAUGHT, I tell you! Even all bloodthirsty hyenas are waiting to rip us limb-from-limb!
 * Timon: [while sarcastically applauding] Bra–vo, Uncle Max. Way to sell it to the cheap seats.
 * Max: Applaud now, sonny boy. [quiet and servery] But, try clapping when you don't have any hands!
 * [Max soon turns around and leaves. Timon gulps, looking at his hands]
 * Timon: [takes up his position on the rock] Scurry, sniff, flinch.
 * [On the other side of the meerkat city, Fred is seen standing in for guard while giving a sympathetic look at Timon before assuming a guarding stance]
 * Timon: Scurry, sniff, flinch. [as marimbas begin, he starts to get into it] Huh…I like the sound of that. [begins dancing flamboyantly] Scurry, sniff, flinch!
 * ["That's All I Need", the sister song to "Warthog Rhapsody" begins. As Timon begins to sing, a trio of hyenas pop up from behind a rock in the background, then disappear again. Timon soon steps onto a cloud and surfs into a fantasy waterfall setting, where he slurps some bugs, then soon dances to the "Shuffle Off to Buffalo". The fantasy and the music dissolve as he improvises, unaware that the three hyenas have surrounded him]
 * Timon: There's more to life than panic

I'm gonna put diggin' tunnels behind me And live at a new altitude I'm gonna reach for the stars to remind me That meerkats are not merely food! For once I'll be… Lookin' out for me…

I'll tell you what I want This cat is movin' on He's a bon vivant Who's missin' out on bon I'd be a bigger cheese Far from the desert scene A little cooling breeze A little patch of green!

And I'll be snoozin' in my hammock by a rippling stream Many miles from any tunnel and the digging team Looking after number one will be my only creed That's all I need I've got it all worked out That's all I need I've got it all worked out

I've always been good at runnin' away Well, now, I'm gonna run the show-ow I've always been seen as the ultimate prey But now my status ain't so quo! A dream sublime… It's hyena tiiime…Oh!
 * [Timon suddenly stops singing. All around him were the three hyenas that ambushed Pa. Shenzi, a female and the largest of three, Banzai, a male with bushy eyebrows, and Ed, another male with a derpish look in his eyes and a lolling tongue]
 * Shenzi: [applauding sarcastically] Oh, look it's dinner and a show!
 * Banzai: And I thought beans were the only musical food!
 * [Ed incoherently laughs in agreement]
 * Timon: [frozen in fear] Hy…Hy…Hy…!
 * Shenzi: Well, hi to you, too!
 * [Shenzi smacks Timon, who goes rolling down the hill and bumps into Max]
 * Max: This is no time for horseplay, Tee-mon. You're supposed to be up there lookin' out for… [sees the hyenas approaching, while snickering] HYENAS!!!!
 * [The meerkat colony all pop up and gasp in terror. They soon run around in a mad chaotic dash for cover]
 * Banzai: Whoa, look at 'em scramble. That's just how I like 'em: [a group of meerkats, led by Max, crash in a line right into Banzai's snout] … Scrambled. [slurps them, lifting Max into the air] And, a little bit runny!
 * [The group of meerkats goes running by, followed by the laughing hyenas, passing Timon who's standing there covering his head. Ed guards a hole, and snaps at a bunch of meerkats who jump into it one at a time; he misses all of them, but blocks the hole before Max can get in. A hand suddenly reaches up and grabs Timon; he strains to stay where he is, but gradually the hand manages to drag him head-first into a hole. It's Ma with the rest of the colony]
 * Ma: Get in here! What are you, a meshugginah? [making a role-call] Stumpy?
 * Stumpy: Here!
 * Ma: Flinchy?
 * Flinchy: Here!
 * Ma: Swifty?
 * Swifty: Here!
 * Ma: Oh, what a relief. Everybody's… [suddenly gasps] Where's Uncle Max?!
 * [Max is outside, running for his life as the three hyenas pursue him. He makes desperately for a second tunnel entrance, where a bunch of meerkats appear and gasp at the sight]
 * Meerkat1: Max! RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!
 * Meerkat2: Play dead!
 * Meerkat3: Ándale!
 * Meerkat4: YOU'VE GOT IT, MAX!!!
 * [Max trips over and gets overtaken by the hyenas; the meerkats all shield their eyes before they head back inside the burrow, mourning sadly. Max suddenly, but thankfully, drops through some of Timon's tunnels earlier that day; the fur of his tail is bitten off]
 * Max: I flinched, when I should've scurried. [collapses]
 * [Camera cut down to where Timon is standing in the midst of all the angry meerkats, while medical members are seen helping Max out. If Timon wasn't in trouble for collapsing the ceiling, he was now; everyone are glaring at him]
 * Timon: I, uh…I guess I owe everyone an apology. [pause] Alright, so I made a teensy mistake. Like we all haven't broken into song on Sentry duty before. Ha, ha, ha…come on. Let me have a show of hands. [the meerkats all wander off, disgusted. Timon tries to change tactics] Okay. [Max and the meerkats are all now staring at Timon severely] Maybe, it's a little too soon, but I'm sure we're all gonna laugh about this someday. Trust me.
 * Max: … I did trust you. I trusted you to be Sentry, and you let the hyenas sneak up!
 * [The meerkats all silently file out, except for Ma. Timon sighs before he leaves sadly. Scene switch to the rock outside where Timon is all alone, hunched and sitting on the rock where he brakes out into an Elton John musical number. Ma emerges from the hole and notices him]
 * Timon: I'm never gonna fit in here. Nobody even likes me, besides you, Ma. I have to find my place; but it isn't here. My place is out there, Ma. Oh, I may not know exactly where…or how far, but I gotta go!
 * Ma: [pauses, then acquiesces] Well, I hope you find what you're looking for, honey.
 * [Music turns sweet as Timon comes back to embrace Ma]
 * Ma: Ooh. Ooh, I love you. Mmm!
 * Timon: I love you, Ma.
 * [Ma keeps hugging Timon, tighter and tighter until we start to hear crunching sound effects]
 * Ma: Oh, Timmy. My Timmy. Mmm-mmm…
 * Timon: [strained, muffled] Ma…choking…not breathing…!
 * Ma: Ooh. Mmm. Mmm-mmm…
 * Timon: [speaking to the audience] And people wonder why I have issues. [the embrace finally ends before Timon assures Ma] I'll be okay!
 * Ma: Oh, I know you will! [wistful] … You will.
 * [Ma slow lets go Timon's hands. As Timon begins striding purposefully away into the sunset, "Timon's Traveling Theme" performed by Lebo M. begins]
 * Ma: [calling after him] Be careful
 * Timon: I will! [marches on a bit further]
 * Ma: Don't talk to strangers!
 * Timon: I know, Ma! [marches a bit more]
 * Ma: Remember, wash behind your ears!
 * Timon: [the music slows down; he turns impatiently] MA! I'm not a kid anymore! [resumes marching]
 * Ma: Never go swimming without a buddy!
 * Timon: Got it!…
 * Ma: [almost inaudible] Send us a message sometime! [indistinct]
 * Timon: [exasperated] Oy…! [yells at the top of his lungs] WHAT?!
 * Ma: I said, send us a message sometime!
 * Timon: WHAT?!
 * Ma: I said, send us a…!
 * Timon: [turning away from Ma] Goodbye, Ma! [sets off in earnest as the African theme continues triumphantly. He reaches the open grasslands]
 * Rafiki: And so, with high spirits, he boldly ventured off where no meerkat had dared to go before. He put his past behind him, and never looked back… [ends narrative]
 * [Nighttime in the Pride Lands; Timon suddenly breaks into sobbing]
 * Timon: I WANT MY MOMMY!!!
 * [Far shot to reveal that he is moaning in front of Rafiki's baobab tree; inside the tree, Rafiki notices Timon and jumps out of it]
 * Timon: What am I doing?! Which way should I go?!
 * Rafiki: [appearing hanging upside-down] That depends on what you seek.
 * Timon: [does a wild take, goes sprawling] Hey, where'd you come from?
 * Rafiki: Oh, the better question is: Where are you going?
 * Timon: Oh, someplace wonderful, mister, where…Where y — you didn't happen to catch the song I sang a few minutes ago, did ya?
 * Rafiki: I didn't have the pleasure.
 * Timon: To recap: I want to live in some beautiful place, outside…A carefree place, where I don't have to hide or worry.
 * Rafiki: [jumps down next to Timon, laughing] Life, without worry. You seek Hakuna Matata.
 * Timon: Harpoon-a-tomato?
 * Rafiki: Hakuna Matata, it means "No Worries".
 * Timon: Perfect! Mind taking that stick of yours and drawing me a map, bub? [Rafiki smacks Timon's head with his staff] Ow! Hey!
 * Rafiki: [goes into his mystic-monkey pose] To find it, you must look beyond what you see.
 * Timon: What the heck is that supposed to mean?
 * Rafiki: [unknowingly points Timon by the nose from the left] It means: Look beyond what you see.
 * Timon: "Beyond what I see". Get a load of the monkey, gettin' all existential on me. Beyond what I see… [pans over to a frog croaking on a rock] Hmm…beyond what I see… [pans to a tree stump a little farther away. Immense and meaningful music starts to rise] Beyond what I see… [pans to a tree in the distance; music swells louder] It's kinda hard to think with all this music. Beyond…what I see… [focuses in on Pride Rock in the far distance as the music rises to a climax] Oh, wait a second. It's comin' to me! It's either that slug I ate, or I'm having an epiphany!! [camera zooms in on Pride Rock; an angelic chorus sings in Timon's mind] I'm going to the big, pointy rock!!! [turns to thank Rafiki] Right? [but right as Timon turns, Rafiki is already gone] … Who was that strange monkey? Ah, well. Dream home, here I come!
 * [Dissolve to Timon entering a stand of tall grasses. As the Sun was beginning to show the earliest signs of rising, hoof beats startles Timon; wind blows calmly on some tallgrass]
 * Timon: Hello? Strange, but wise monkey?
 * [A flock of birds take off and startles him again. He climbs up on a rock; then he hears a weird grunting roar, and sees a bulky shape rushing in his direction]
 * Timon: Aaaaah!
 * [He tumbles off the rock and rushes blindly through the grass as the ominous roaring sound pursues him. Timon then suddenly bumps into a huge warthog's snout, while he oinks, and the two scream]
 * Warthog: Aaaaah!
 * Timon: Aaaaah!
 * Warthog: Aaaaah!
 * Timon: Aaaaah!
 * Warthog: Aaaaah!
 * Both: Aaaaahhh!!!
 * Timon: [begs on his knees] Just eat me now…and please make it fast. I've got a low threshold to pain.
 * Warthog: Easy, easy there, little guy. I'm not gonna eat you.
 * Timon: [grabbing the pig by the snout] Then why were you stalking me!?
 * Warthog: Well, gee, I saw you go by and I figured a little fella like you shouldn't be out here all alone.
 * Timon: Hey, what about you? [suddenly apprehensive] … You are all alone, aren't you? [making sure that the pig was alone]
 * Warthog: [ruefully] Yeah…most animals give me a pretty wide berth.
 * Timon: [seeing the idea] Even the predators?
 * Warthog: People see me comin' and they run for cover. They can't get out of the way fast enough.
 * [As he speaks, Timon holds up one of the pig's hooves, playing with it like a pair of scissors]
 * Timon: [pulling the pig's tusks down] Must be the gleam on those vicious tusks? Strikes fear into their hearts.
 * Warthog: … Actually, they say I wreck their appetite.
 * Timon: Wow, it's like you have this — this…special power.
 * Warthog: [backing away nervously] Special power? Well, it's pretty powerful alright. [gestures indistinctly at his rump]
 * Timon: Perfect! You're hired.
 * Warthog: Great! … For what?
 * Timon: [indicating Pride Rock] To get me to a little worry-free haven out of that big, pointy rock. [they shake paws] Put 'er there, acquaintance. I'm Timon.
 * Warthog: Pumbaa!
 * Timon: No, really!
 * [Pumbaa, the warthog, grins sincerely at Timon for a beat]
 * Timon: … Let's hit the road.
 * ["Timon's Traveling Theme" starts to play again]
 * Timon: So, clear up one thing for me. If you weren't gonna eat me, what kind of a wacky wild pig are you?
 * Pumbaa: I'm an insectivore!
 * Timon: A bug-eater! Me too, I just never had a name for them myself. I'm partial to the crunchy critters myself!
 * Pumbaa: I prefer the slimy ones!
 * Timon: Pumbaa, this could be the start of a beautiful…acquaintanceship.

The Circle of Life
Sithi uhm ingonyama
 * [Animals of all types make their way to Pride Rock in the night: Elephants, giraffes, wildebeest, antelope, hippos; it then zooms out to see Rafiki viewing the scene]
 * Rafiki: It was a glorious sight! Old Rafiki could hardly believe his eyes: All the animals on the move, coming together from the Four Winds; who could forget a day like that? Everybody came to celebrate the birth of Simba, Mufasa's young cub. [Rafiki comes to his turtle shell from the opening of the film and breaks the same fruit in half] You see, ♪ It was the Circle of Life. ♪
 * [Rafiki takes the juice from the fruit and hand-draws and completes the ceremonial crown on the painting of Mufasa. It painting involes to Mufasa heading out of the den of Pride Rock for the presentation]
 * Rafiki: [voice-over] Everything exists together in a delicate balance. And so, we must respect every living thing… [sudden cut to black] …because we are all connected in the great Circle of Life.
 * ["Circle of Life" performed by Lebo M., Carmen Twillie and Elton John begins. The Sun begins to rise again over the Pride Lands — Pumbaa and Timon enter the scene, walking across from left to right]
 * Chorus: ''Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba

Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba Sithi uhhmm ingonyama Ingonyama

Siyo Nqoba Ingonyama'' Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala''
 * [Timon and Pumbaa freak out as the animals all bear down on them; Pumbaa then races out from under all the roaring and screeching animals as they rush past. Timon rides on his back and steers him to follow the animals. Various pans and camera views of several animals, all moving, even through Mount Kilimanjaro. A view of giraffes pans to a long shot of all the animals in their procession. Camera is panning and jumping to animals (including elephants, antelopes, zebras, ants, birds, and storks)]
 * Chorus: ''Ingonyama nengw' enamabala

From the day we arrive on the planet And, blinking, step into the Sun There's more to see than can ever be seen More to do than can ever be done

Some say eat or be eaten Some say live and let live But, all are agreed as they join the stampede You should never take more than you give

Some of us fall by the wayside And, some of us soar to the stars And, some of us sail through our troubles And, some have to live with the scars

There's far too much to take in here More to find than can ever be found But, the Sun rolling high Through the sapphire sky Keeps great and small on the endless round

It's the Circle of Life And it moves us all Through despair and hope Through faith and love Til we find our place On the path unwinding In the Circle The Circle of Life It's the Wheel of Fortune It's the leap of faith It's the band of hope Til we find our place On the path unwinding In the Circle The Circle of Life And it moves us all Through despair and hope Through faith and love Til we find our place On the path unwinding In the Circle The Circle of Life
 * [When the "The Circle of Life" is mentioned, the long-distance pan centers on Pride Rock where all the animals are gathering. Mufasa is on Pride Rock. Long camera arc to Mufasa and Zazu. He bows to Mufasa, who smiles and nods at him. Rafiki arrives and walks through a group of animals who bow to him. He embraces Mufasa before they go in to see Sarabi and her newborn cub Simba. Rafiki puts fruit juice and sand he collects on Simba's brow — a ceremonial crown. Simba sneezes and his parents embrace heads. Timon and Pumbaa finally arrive; Pride Rock rises before the two of them as the crest a small hill]
 * Timon: There it is, the big, pointy rock! Oh, baby, we're almost there!
 * [A record-needle scratching sound accompanies them screeching to a halt as the suddenly see that Pride Rock is surrounded by hundreds of animals]
 * Pumbaa: … I think we're little late.
 * Timon: [swearing under his breath] It's a land rush! That loudmouth monkey must've blabbed it to the whole world!!
 * Pumbaa: What did he say?
 * Timon: [quoting exactly what Rafiki said, while imitating his monkey-pose] Look beyond what you see.
 * Pumbaa: So, maybe you're supposed to look beyond the big, pointy rock.
 * Timon: [as though he came up with it himself] Maybe I'm supposed to look BEYOND the big, pointy rock! Let's have a little look, shall we? Beyond what I see…beyond what I see…beyond what I see… [the screen pans past Pride Rock and all the gathered animals to a small hill with a little cave] What do you know? The monkey's got an eagle eye for real estate!
 * Pumbaa: [indicating Rafiki gathering the animals, alongside Mufasa] Timon, look!
 * Timon: He-he-hey! It's the monkey!
 * Pumbaa: What's he doin'?
 * Timon: It's not important. Come on! My dream home awaits! [he leads Pumbaa straight into the breach] Excuse me!
 * Animal1: Oh.
 * Animal2: Ow.
 * Animal3: Hello!
 * Animal4: Goodness.
 * Timon: Make room. Make room. [to a giraffe] Watch it, Twiggy. I'm walkin' here!
 * [Many animals snort and glower at Pumbaa as Timon pushes their way through the crowd; Pumbaa seems nervous. His stomach suddenly gurgles, and he sits in "emergency" mode]
 * Pumbaa: [miserably] Timon?…There's something I gotta tell ya.
 * Timon: Pumbaa, Pumbaa, Pumbaa. We'll have a plenty of time to chat once we settle in.
 * [Timon pulls one of Pumbaa's tusks, forcing him to walk deeper into the animals. Pumbaa's stomach gurgles more; he then starts to panic]
 * Pumbaa: I could really use a rest-stop!
 * Timon: [trying to get Pumbaa back on track] Don't worry, you'll get your second wind.
 * Pumbaa: [breaking out in sweat] I got a really bad feeling!
 * Timon: It'll pass!
 * [Timon accidentally grabs Pumbaa's tail, and he releases a MASSIVE fart; an elephant then freaks out and trumpets. All the animals immediately around Timon and Pumbaa cough and collapse with disgust, including gnu, then giraffes, and finally rhinos]
 * Zebra1: Oh, look. The rhinos are bowing.
 * Zebra2: Ooh, we'd better bow, too.
 * [The zebras bow, followed by the antelope in front of them, then more wildebeests, elephants, and the whole rest of the gathered crowd. Timon and Pumbaa stand at the epicenter of what looks like a nuclear blast; a slight hissing sound is heard, as well as groans and coughs. We see that the hissing is Timon's hair on fire, fizzling down to his scalp]
 * Timon: [goes suddenly from aghast to thrilled] So, I guess that's your special power, huh?! What a WEAPON!
 * Pumbaa: You don't mind?
 * Timon: It was a gas! [he breaks into hysterical laughter]
 * Pumbaa: [emotions rising a little] Well, I don't like to toot my own horn…
 * Timon: Yeah, that's probably for the best. [pause for a beat] Let's go, Pumbaa!
 * Pumbaa: Lead the way!
 * [Timon and Pumbaa soon wind their way through the prostrate animals. Dissolve to the piled rocks that mark Timon's new dream-home spot; they are seen building construction on where their home is]
 * Timon: [ties up a hammock and lies down. Pumbaa soon hands Timon a massive bowl of slush] This is it, buddy-boy. Home, sweet home! The elbow-to-elbow life reminds me a little too much of home. This place has everything. Cool refreshments, cozy little hammock, a lovely water feature. It's all mine!
 * Pumbaa: [taking in the fact that Timon forgot to factor him in, Pumbaa tries to handle it bravely] Well…it's really coming together, Timon, so, uh, so, I guess I'll just be going. [walks away slowly]
 * Timon: … There's no law that says you have to go.
 * Pumbaa: [zipping back immediately, Pumbaa smiles] Great! I've already made us some beds! [camera shows the two grass beds, one much bigger than the other] One for you…and one for me.
 * Timon: [yawns luxuriantly] Gee, all this construction work has me bushed. Think I'll turn in early. [he crawls over the smaller bed and makes himself comfortable in the larger, Pumbaa-sized bed, then clicks his tongue]
 * Pumbaa: [he circles around twice, then somehow stuffs himself into the smaller bed. A leg pops out sideways, but he gets comfortable anyway] Ahh…Goodnight.
 * Timon: Sleep tight.
 * Pumbaa: Dream of bedbugs tonight! Zzzzzzzzz…
 * [Timon and Pumbaa fall asleep. Dissolve to the exterior of the cave]
 * Rafiki: Home, sweet home indeed.
 * [Cut to Rafiki where he picks Simba up and ascends to the point of Pride Rock; Mufasa and Sarabi follow. Rafiki then holds Simba up for the crowd to view. All of the animals in a splendid array bow as seen from the perspective of Mufasa, Rafiki, and Zazu at the tip of the promontory]
 * Zazu: Look, sire, how they kneel before the royal son.
 * [The animals soon start howling and stamping before clouds move apart and a sunbeam highlights Rafiki and Simba on Pride Rock. The animals all soon bow again. Camera slowly zooms out to a striking panoramic view of the presentation]
 * MS: It's The Circle of Life
 * [Bass drum hit (fff) and immediate switch to black screen with title "THE LION KING REBORN" in white-yellow caps]
 * [The logo soon fades out. Fade into a mouse coming out to start preening in the light; he begins sniffing before being frightened. Suddenly, an orange lion named Scar swoops down and catches him before he talks to it while playing with it]
 * Scar: Life's not fair, is it? You see, I shall never be king. [speaking to the mouse] And, you…shall never see the light of another day. [he extends out his tongue to eat the mouse]
 * Zazu: [mockingly interrupting] Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?
 * Scar: [sighs] What do you want?
 * Zazu: I'm here to announce, that King Mufasa is on his way. … So, you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony!
 * [The mouse manages to escape from underneath Scar's paw and scampers into a hole]
 * Scar: Oh, now look, Zazu; you made me lose my lunch.
 * Zazu: Hah! You'll lose more than that when the king gets through with you. He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia.
 * Scar: Ooh…I quiver with FEAR.
 * Zazu: Now, Scar! Don't look at me that way! HELP! [he tries to fly away, but Scar bites the bird into his mouth]
 * Mufasa: [he approaches menacingly to his brother] Scar! Drop him!
 * Zazu: [his beak pops out of Scar's mouth] Impeccable timing, Your Majesty. [Scar soon spits out the bird, covered with saliva, much to his disgust]
 * Scar: [sarcastically overjoyed] Why! If it isn't my big brother, descending from on high to mingle with the commoners!
 * Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba.
 * Scar: I missed it? Oh, I feel awful…! [he scratches his claws against a rock like nails on a chalkboard, which Zazu irritates to the sound] Must've slipped my mind.
 * Zazu: Yes, well, as slippery as your mind is, as the king's brother, you should have been first in line!
 * Scar: [clicks his teeth at Zazu, who takes cover behind Mufasa's foreleg] Well, I was first in line…until the little "hairball" was born.
 * Mufasa: That hairball is my son…and YOUR future king.
 * Scar: [sarcastically] Ohh, I shall practice my curtsy. [he turns to leave]
 * Mufasa: [becoming angry] Don't turn your back on me, Scar.
 * Scar: Oh, no, Mufasa. Perhaps YOU shouldn't turn YOUR back on ME.
 * Mufasa: [roars and literally leaps in front of Scar] Is that a CHALLENGE?
 * Scar: Temper. Temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you. As far as brains go, I got the lion's share. But, when it comes to brute strength…I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool. [sulks away slowly from the den]
 * Zazu: [to Mufasa; deep sigh] There's one in every family, sire…two in mine, actually. [perching onto Mufasa's shoulder] And they always manage to ruin special occasions.
 * Mufasa: [about Scar] What am I going to do with him?
 * Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug.
 * Mufasa: [surprised] Zazu!
 * Zazu: And just think! Whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and BEAT him.
 * [Mufasa laughs as he and Zazu imagine Scar as a throw rug]

The Morning Report
With due sense of decorum and with pride With deference and great respect very much the norm Plus a hint of sycophancy on the side To lay before my ruler all the facts about his realm To fill him in on all the beastly news — Aware of all the fauna's latest views — [Mufasa clears his throat] Er — yes, sire — the morning report… Chimps are going ape, giraffes remain above it all Elephants remember, though just what I can't recall Crocodiles are snapping up fresh offers from the banks Showed interest in my nest egg but I quickly said, "No thanks!" We haven't paid the hornbills and the vultures have a hunch Not everyone invited will be coming back from lunch This is the morning report Gives you the long and the short Every grunt, roar and snort Not a tale I distort On the morning report About this season's grass In attempts to save their gas Chasing secretary birds Saffron is this season's color Seen in all the herds Moving down the rank and file To near the bottom rung Far too many beetles are Quite frankly in the dung! Awwwwwwk! Gives you the long and the short Every grunt, roar and snort Not a tale I distort On the morning report
 * [Rise in music — "This Land" track — with theme stated in African flute, it broadens eventually with chorus and full orchestra. We see a rainstorm gently crossing the savannah. Multiplane camera approach to Rafiki's baobab tree. Camera switch to inside the tree. Rafiki is doing hand paintings on the wall. We see he is completing Simba]
 * Rafiki: [muttering to himself, he chuckles and completes the ceremonial crown in the painting] Simba.
 * [Fade to black keeping the painting of the cub as a crossover to the fade in of Pride Rock in early morning. Simba is seen coming out on the rock. He runs back into the cave and leaps over several of the lionesses (including Nala and Sarafina), accidentally jumping on a few]
 * Simba: Dad! Daad! Come on, Dad, we gotta go. Wake up! [to a lioness he stepped on] Sorry! Oomph. [starting to wake up his father] Dad? Daad. Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad —
 * Sarabi: [sleepily; to Mufasa] Your son…is awake.
 * Mufasa: Before sunrise…he's YOUR son.
 * Simba: Dad? Daad! Come on, Dad! [tugs at Mufasa's ear before he loses his grip] WHOA! [slips and crashes into something off camera. He then comes running back on screen and headbutts Mufasa. Mufasa sleepily eyes his son] You promised!
 * Mufasa: [seeing his son's impatience] OK OK. I'm up, I'm up. [Simba scampers out of the den in joy; Mufasa yawns a well-recorded lion yawn. He and Sarabi follow Simba up to the top of Pride Rock. Simba rubs up against Sarabi; she nudges him ahead and stays behind. Departing shot of her, with a loving expression. The sunrise illuminates the top of Pride Rock impressively; both Simba and Mufasa are on the point] Look Simba: Everything the light touches, is our kingdom . A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the Sun. One day, Simba, the Sun will set on my time here — and will rise with you as the new king.
 * Simba: This will all be mine?
 * Mufasa: Everything.
 * Simba: Wow. [looks all around and views the rip-rap canyon to the north] What about that shadowy place?
 * Mufasa: That's beyond our borders. You must never go there, Simba.
 * Simba: But, I thought a king can do whatever he wants.
 * Mufasa: Oh, there's more to being king than…getting your way all the time.
 * Simba: [awed] There's more?
 * [Scene switch to Mufasa taking out Simba walking in the savannah]
 * Mufasa: 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.
 * Simba: But, don't we eat the antelope?
 * Mufasa: 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.
 * Zazu: [lights on a nearby rock] Good morning, Sire!
 * Mufasa: Good morning, Zazu.
 * Zazu: Checking in with the morning report.
 * Mufasa: Fire away.
 * [Fade into "The Morning Report", a song taken from the Broadway version of the film]
 * Zazu: [singing] It's an honor and a privilege, a duty I perform
 * Mufasa: Yes, yes, Zazu, get on with it!
 * Zazu: [singing] In order that His Majesty stands sturdy at the helm
 * [As Zazu sings, Simba tries to pounce at Zazu's assistant, who is a marmot; the marmot appears to get Zazu's attention. Simba plays "Whack-a-Mole" on Gopher each time he appears and pops out of several holes]
 * Mufasa: [Simba misses the marmot and hits his head on a boulder] What are you doing, son?
 * Simba: Pouncing.
 * Mufasa: Let an old pro show you how it's done:
 * Zazu: [still singing] The buffalo have got a beef
 * Mufasa: [whispering; to Simba] Stay low to the ground.
 * Zazu: Warthogs have been thwarted
 * Simba: [whispering] Okay, stay low to the ground. Right, yeah.
 * Mufasa: [still whispering] Try not to make a sound…take it slow…
 * Zazu: Flamingos in the pink
 * [Simba does a full pounce leaving Zazu stunned on the ground; Mufasa starts laughing. Simba then sings the rest of the song, surprising Zazu at each direction he goes]
 * Simba: This is the morning report
 * [Simba bites into Zazu's back feathers with his teeth; Zazu tries to peck Simba to let go; Simba then comes up with an idea. He swings his head and lets go where Zazu flings into the air, screaming. He falls onto the ground and is stunned this time; Mufasa continues to laugh]
 * Mufasa: [to Simba] That's very good.
 * [The marmot emerges under Zazu]
 * Marmot: [saluting] Zazu! Sir. News from the underground.
 * Zazu: [interrupting and with urgency] Sire! Hyenas!! In the Pride Lands! 
 * Mufasa: [serious now; to Marmot and Zazu] Take Simba home.
 * Simba: Oh, Dad, can't I come?
 * Mufasa: [curtly] No, son. [heads off at a full gallop]
 * Simba: [sadly muttering to himself] I never get to go anywhere.
 * Zazu: [chiming in] Don't worry, soldier. One day, you will take the reigns on this body of work. Then you can chase those slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers from dawn until dusk.
 * [Camera change to Scar on his overhanging rock ledge. We see him pace once and kick an old bone off the edge before Simba walks in on-screen]
 * Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar, guess what?
 * Scar: I despise guessing games.
 * Simba: I'm going to be king of Pride Rock.
 * Scar: [sarcastically] Oh, goody.
 * Simba: My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm going to rule it all.
 * Scar: Yes. Well…forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know…
 * [Scar falls to the ground with a TWUMP. Simba goes over and leans on his shoulder]
 * Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar? When I'm king, what'll that make you?
 * Scar: A monkey's uncle.
 * Simba: [he tumbles off Scar's shoulder and laughs] You're so weird.
 * Scar: You have no idea. So…your father showed you the whole kingdom, did he? He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the northern border?
 * Simba: [disappointed] No…he said I couldn't go there.
 * Scar: And he's absolutely right. It's far too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there.
 * Simba: Well, I'm brave!
 * Scar: No, I'm sorry Simba; I just can't tell you. I'm only looking out for the well-being of my favorite nephew.
 * Simba: [Scar starts to pat on Simba's head, making him to snort sarcastically] I'm your only nephew.
 * Scar: All the more reason for me to be protective. An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince. [faking surprise] Oops…! Oh, dear, I've said too much…Well, I suppose you'd have found sooner or later, you being so clever and all. [pulling Simba near] Oh, just do me one favor; promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place.
 * Simba: … No problem.
 * Scar: There's a good lad. You run along now and have fun. And remember…it's our little secret!
 * [Simba scampers off from the den while Scar walks away with an evil grin; menace music is heard]

I Just Can't Wait to be King
So enemies beware With quite so little hair Like no king was before I'm brushing up on looking down. I'm working on my ROAR. Free to do it all my way Arranged a heart to heart From little hornbills for a start Count me out! Out of service, out of Africa I wouldn't hang about! Everybody look right Everywhere you look I'm Standing in the spotlight! Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing It's gonna be King Simba's finest fling Oh, I Just Can't Wait to be King Oh, I Just Can't Wait To be King
 * [Cut to Simba where he is running down the slope of the bottom part of Pride Rock. He runs down towards two lionesses (Sarabi and Sarafina); Sarafina is giving Nala a bath. Jazzy flute music playing]
 * Simba: Hey, Nala.
 * Nala: Hi, Simba.
 * Simba: I just heard about this great place.
 * Nala: [through clenched teeth] I'm kinda in the middle of a bath.
 * Sarabi: And it's time for yours.
 * [Simba tries (too late) to escape; Sarabi bends down and grabs him. She proceeds to give the struggling cub a bath]
 * Simba: Mom! Mom, you're messing up my mane! [Sarabi smiles] Okay, okay. I'm clean. Can we go now?
 * Nala: So, where are we going? It better not be anyplace dumb.
 * Simba: It's really cool.
 * Sarabi: So, where is this really cool place?
 * Simba: [thinks] Uh…around the waterhole.
 * Nala: The waterhole? What's so great about the waterhole?
 * Simba: [while smiling nervously, he turns to Nala, muttering angrily] I'll SHOW you when we GET there.
 * Nala: [she turns to Sarafina] Mom, can I go with Simba?
 * Sarafina: Hmm…What do you think, Sarabi?
 * Nala and Simba: [through their big broad, forced grins]  PLEASE!? 
 * Sarabi: It's alright with me. As long as Zazu goes with you.
 * [Cut to Zazu flying in the sky overhead with Simba and Nala walking to the waterhole]
 * Zazu: Step lively. The sooner we get to the waterhole, the sooner we can leave.
 * Nala: [whispering to Simba] So, where are we really going?
 * Simba: An elephant graveyard?
 * Nala: WOW!
 * Simba: Shhhh!
 * Nala: So, how are we going to ditch the dodo?
 * Zazu: [hearing the cubs below back and forth, he flies back down in front of them] Oh, just look at you two. Little seeds of romance, blossoming in the savanna. Your parents will be thrilled, what with your being betrothed and all.
 * [Simba and Nala look at each other in confusion]
 * Nala: … Meaning?
 * Zazu: [as though holding on to his coat lapels] One day, you two are going to be married.
 * Simba: I can't marry her. She's my friend.
 * Zazu: Well, sorry to bust the old bubble, but you two turtle doves have no choice. It's a tradition going back generations.
 * Simba: Well when I'm king, that'll be the first thing to go.
 * [Cue music hinting at the song "I Just Can't Wait to be King"]
 * Zazu: Not so long as I'm around.
 * Simba: Well, in that case, you're fired.
 * Zazu: Nice try, but only the king can do that.
 * Nala: Well, he's the future king.
 * Simba: So, you have to do what I tell you.
 * Zazu: Not yet, I don't. And, with an attitude like that, I'm afraid you're shaping up to be a pretty pathetic king indeed.
 * Simba: Hmph…Not the way I see it.
 * ["I Just Can't Wait To Be King" soon fades in; colors change to wild pop-African. Background abruptly becomes surreal, brightly-colored cartoon style]
 * Simba: I'm gonna be a mighty king
 * Zazu: Well, I've never seen a king of beasts
 * [Zazu plucks Simba's hair where mane would be. Simba gets a mane of leaves before he climbs on a log]
 * Simba: I'm gonna be the mane event
 * [Simba shouts at Zazu, startling him backwards into a puddle]
 * Zazu: [drying on what appears to be a hanging towel] Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing
 * [Camera pulls back; reveals the "towel" as the ear of a red elephant which hits Zazu with its trunk as with a golf club, sending him skipping like a stone across a shallow pool of water; the cubs follow immediately]
 * Simba: Oh, I Just Can't Wait to be King
 * Zazu: [speaking] You've rather a long way to go, young master, if you think…
 * [For the next verse, Simba and Nala are on each side of Zazu each of them make faces at him]
 * Simba: No-one saying do this
 * Nala: No-one saying be there
 * Simba: No-one saying "Stop that"
 * Both: No-one saying see here
 * [Simba and Nala are now riding on ostriches, passing by Zazu though the pool, soaking him]
 * Simba: Free to run around all day
 * Zazu: [flying ahead of the cubs, looking back to speak to them and so not paying attention ahead] I think it's time that you and I
 * [Zazu, not paying attention ahead, bumps into a rear of a blue rhinoceros, who is eating grass]
 * Simba: Kings don't need advice
 * Zazu: [lighting on a branch] If this is where the monarchy is headed:
 * [The camera pulls back to reveal Zazu has lighted on a log being washed towards a waterfall. It disappears over the edge. Zazu yells in surprise, but quickly reappears flying towards and looking through the camera]
 * Zazu: This child is getting wildly out of wing!
 * Simba: Oh, I Just Can't Wait to be King
 * [The cubs trot up a corridor of zebras standing at attention; when Zazu follows, they all turn and raise their tails. Zazu covers himself with a wing. Pumbaa and Timon are both snoring as daylight streams in; Timon is awakened gradually by the muffled sound of "I Just Can't Wait to be King" pounding in from above]
 * Timon: [he steps out of his sleeping nest, gets a stick and starts banging on the ceiling] HEY! KEEP IT DOWN UP THERE!
 * Pumbaa: [waking up] We have neighbors? We should go say hello.
 * Timon: Noisy neighbors. There go the property values.
 * [Nala and Simba dance about under a moving herd of elephants while the African flute leads a short instrumental sequence]
 * Simba: [Zazu squawks and panics as the herd tramples him from left to right] Everybody look left
 * [Simba slides down a giraffe's neck into theatrical pose]
 * Zazu: [speaking, but in strict time] NOT YET!
 * Timon: [as Timon and Pumbaa emerge from the cave, they find themselves in the middle of a ostentatious finale of the song] Oh, perfect. We moved to the theater district! Get a load of these guys.
 * Chorus: Let every creature go for broke and sing
 * [The chorus of animals (including hippos, anteaters, antelopes, and giraffes) forms a pyramid with the cubs on top]
 * Simba and Chorus: Oh, I Just Can't Wait to be King
 * Timon: [thwacks an elephant's foot with his stick] Knock it off!
 * [The elephant's eyes pop wide open, and he loses his balance; one by one, all the rest of the animals in the pyramid collapse on top of and around him. Zazu, who is seen holding onto a rhino, gets smushed by it; the pyramid of animals collapses on top of the cave opening, sealing Timon and Pumbaa inside]
 * Zazu: [muffled; to the rhino] I beg your pardon madam but…GET OFF! Simba? Nala?
 * Timon: Oy. Showpeople.

Chow Down
It's so incredible Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chow down Chow down! You've both been invited on a date Two courses handed to us on a plate We'll have you raw, won't be long to wait
 * [Camera change to Simba and Nala making their way away from Zazu. They are laughing]
 * Simba: Alright, it worked.
 * Nala: We lost 'im.
 * Simba: [arrogantly] I am a genius.
 * Nala: Hey, genius, it was my idea.
 * Simba: Yeah. But, I pulled it off!
 * Nala: With me!
 * Simba: Oh, yeah?
 * [Simba jumps at Nala; they tussle quickly. Nala ends on top and pins Simba with her forepaws, producing a resounding thump]
 * Nala: Pinned ya.
 * Simba: [annoyed] Hey. Lemme up.
 * [Nala turns away smiling. Simba looks at her, sneakingly smirking, and jumps at her again. They tussle, rolling down a short hill. She pins him again in the same position with another thump]
 * Nala: Pinned ya again!
 * [A geyser makes a loud noise nearby, ejecting steam. The camera pulls back to a view of the surroundings that the cubs have just noticed. Mostly in grays, we see a dark craggy vale filled with skeletons of elephants; eerie music fades in]
 * Simba: This is it…we made it.
 * [They look over the edge of the ledge they are on. A large bull elephant skull is nearby; the camera follows to survey the entire bleak view]
 * Nala: [relishing her naughtiness] It's really creepy. We could get in big trouble.
 * Simba: [enjoying it also] I know.
 * Nala: [looking at the skull] I wonder if its brains are still in there.
 * Young Simba: [walking towards the skull] There's only one way to know. Come on. Let's go check it out.
 * Zazu: WRONG! [suddenly flaps up in front of Simba] The only checking out you would do would be to check out of here. We're way beyond the boundary of the Pride Lands!
 * Simba: Hey, look. Banana Beak is scared.
 * Zazu: [poking Simba's nose] It's Mister Banana Beak to you, fuzzy! And right now we are all in very real danger.
 * Simba: [moves nearer to the entrance of the skull] Danger? Ha! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in the face of danger!
 * [Following Simba's voracious laughter, more laughing is heard from inside the skull. Simba runs back and hides behind Nala and Zazu. Shenzi, Banzai and Ed emerge from the skull's eyes and mouth]
 * Shenzi: Well, well, well, Banzai. What have we got here?
 * Banzai: I dunno, Shenzi. Uh…what do you think, Ed? [Ed cackles in reply] Yeah, just what I was thinkin': A trio of trespassers.
 * Zazu: And quite by accident; let me assure you. A simple navigational error.
 * Shenzi: [Zazu turns to leave, but is stopped by Shenzi] Whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait. I know you. You're Mufasa's little…"stooge".
 * Zazu: I, madam, am actually the king's majordomo.
 * Banzai: [looking to Simba] And that would make you…?
 * Simba: The future king.
 * Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom?
 * Simba: You can't do anything me.
 * Zazu: Technically, they can. We are on their land.
 * Simba: But, you told me they're nothing but slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers.
 * Zazu: Ixnay on the upidstay…
 * Banzai: [angrily interrupting] Who ya callin' "upidstay"!?
 * [Cue to the song "Chow Down"]
 * Banzai: He called us slobbering!
 * Shenzi: Said we were mangy!
 * Banzai: Did I hear stupid?
 * Both: Tell us again, gee
 * Shenzi: That you're so rude
 * Banzai: When you're so edible
 * Both: When you are food!
 * Banzai: It's time to chow down
 * Both: Chow down!
 * Shenzi: I'm chompin' at the bit, baby
 * Banzai: My stomach's on the growl, son
 * Both: Chow down!

Seeing you're already toasty brown Chow down! Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-chow down! Chow down! Chow down!
 * Banzai: Your ribs are looking so tasty
 * Shenzi: Such chewy little chops, chums
 * Both: Eat up!
 * Shenzi: Now wasn't it her mom who ate your dad?
 * Both: And having parents eaten makes us mad
 * Banzai: We're gonna settle up the score a tad
 * Both: We've never had a snack of such renown
 * [Shenzi and Banzai uncontrollably laugh. Ed jumps up and starts gesticulating and jabbering to where Simba, Nala and Zazu were]
 * Shenzi: What? Ed? What is it?
 * Banzai: [looking where Ed is pointing] Hey? Did we order this dinner to go?
 * Shenzi: No…why?
 * Banzai: CUZ THERE IT GOES!
 * [They turn to see Simba, Nala and Zazu fleeing; Zazu suddenly gets grabbed in the back feathers by Ed's paw. As the cubs continue to run off, the hyenas have Zazu near a steam vent; Banzai is holding the bird]
 * Banzai: The little majordomo bird hippity-hopped, all the way to the birdie boiler. [Banzai walks Zazu to the vent and stuffs him into it, plugging it up]
 * Zazu: Oh, NO! NOT THE BIRDIE BOILER!
 * [The geyser shoots Zazu off like a rocket in a puff of scream into the sky. Cut to Mufasa along with Sarabi and Sarafina walking through some nice calm grasslands until they see a trail of smoke in the distance. Zazu, while screaming, lands right in front of Mufasa's paws]
 * Zazu: Sire, the hyenas are after the children!
 * [Mufasa follows after Zazu. Switch back to the hyenas, who start laughing hysterically. Simba and Nala are now near them]
 * Simba: Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?!
 * Shenzi: Like…you?
 * Simba: Oops.
 * [The hyenas start chasing the cubs. They dart around behind them and poke their heads through an active methane vent]
 * Hyenas: BOO!!!!!
 * [The hyenas chase the cubs up and over the skull and the cubs slip away by sliding down the spine. They shoot off the end of the spine and land on a hillside of bones]
 * Nala: Simba! [Simba turns around and is horrified to see Nala slipping back down the pile] Aaaaiee!
 * [Simba runs bravely back and claws Shenzi across the cheek, drawing blood and distracting her while Nala escapes. Shenzi becomes enraged; the cubs escape. Camera switch to a view of hooves from a warthog where they walk until a boulder blocks the camera's view. Zoom out to show Timon riding Pumbaa to a new unspecified location]
 * Timon: Our dream home's around here somewhere.
 * Pumbaa: You know, Timon, I once came across a place that might be just what you're looking for. [illustrating the descriptions of the predator-free environment] Spectacular waterfalls, set in a lush, tropical, oasis. A scrumptious array of bugs!
 * Timon: [interrupting] Hey, hey, hey. Forget it, Pumbaa. I'm a realist, and I'm not gonna go chasing after some fantasy. I'm goin' beyond what I see.
 * Pumbaa: But, if you always go beyond what you see, how do you know when you're there?
 * Timon: [impatiently] Oh, I'll tell you how I know. We're there! [gestures stubbornly at the surroundings: The Elephant Graveyard] This is a lovely spot. Lovely. Rustic. Picturesque. Home, sweet home, Pumbaa. Mm-hmm. Home, sweet ho — [a chunk of elephant skull that Timon's leaning against gives way, and he collapses inside] — Whoop! I—I mean, sure it needs a little work. But, it's got good bones. After all, this is an elephant graveyard. And…who would ever come to an elephant graveyard?
 * [The MGM roar precedes the arrival of Mufasa, leaping over the elephant tusk where Timon and Pumbaa had been, before diving out of the way just in time, screaming. As Mufasa rushes off stage left, Zazu flies after him. The hyenas pursue the cubs quickly and corner them in a cave]
 * Shenzi: Look, boys. A king fit for a meal!
 * [The hyenas are now entering the cave, taunting]
 * Banzai: Here kitty, kitty, kitty.
 * Shenzi: [Simba lets out a medium yowl that bounces off the cave's walls] That was it? Hah. Do it again…come on.
 * [Simba opens his mouth to roar, but the MGM roar is heard. Mufasa arrives from the left on-screen and starts to attack the hyenas. Pumbaa and Timon watch wide-eyed from the sinus cavity of the elephant skull, as the shadows cast on them pantomime the scene of Mufasa beating up the hyenas]
 * Timon: [whispering, à la "The Sixth Sense"] I see carnivores!
 * [Mufasa continues to hit and knock down the hyenas until they are cringing under him]
 * Shenzi: Oh, please, please. Uncle. Uncle.
 * Banzai: Ow. Ow. Ow.
 * Mufasa: Silence! If you ever come near my son again…
 * Shenzi: Oh, this is…this is your son!?
 * Banzai: Oh, your son?
 * Shenzi: Did you know that?
 * Banzai: No…me? I-I-I didn't know it. No. Did you?
 * Shenzi: No! Of course not.
 * Banzai: No.
 * Both: … Ed?
 * [Ed stupidly nods "yes" before Mufasa lets out a roar with rage, which the sound's echo bounces off the cave walls]
 * Banzai: Toodles!
 * [With a gunshot sound, the hyenas disappear. Zazu lights in front of Mufasa, giving him a "that'll show 'em" nod…but then withers under Mufasa's angry glare. Mufasa then turns to Simba]
 * Mufasa: You deliberately disobeyed me.
 * Simba: Dad, I'm…I'm sorry.
 * Mufasa: [sternly] Let's go home.
 * Nala: [to Simba] I thought you were very brave.
 * [They all start walking out of the Burial Grounds, the cubs bent down in shame. The camera steadily pans up one of the walls of the cave; it stops on a horrifying image of Scar, standing on a ledge where he had been watching the cubs' near-demise]

Be Prepared
They're crude and unspeakably plain But, maybe they've a glimmer of potential If allied to my vision and brain'' Are as wet as a warthog's backside. But, thick as you are…pay attention! My words are a matter of pride. It's clear from your vacant expressions. The lights are not all on upstairs. Even YOU can't be caught unawares! Be prepared for sensational news A shining new era Is tiptoeing nearer But, you'll be rewarded When at last I am given my dues And injustice deliciously squared Be Prepared With a king who'll be all-time adored. [motions a slice across the neck] To take certain duties on board The future is littered with prizes And though I'm the main addressee The point that I must emphasize is: You won't get a sniff without me!!! Be prepared for the murkiest scam Meticulous planning Tenacity spanning Decades of denial Is simply why I'll Be king undisputed Respected, saluted And seen for the wonder I am Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared Be Prepared Be Prepared
 * [Camera switch to out on the savanna. The cubs are still walking in a shamed manner behind Mufasa, who is still stern. Zazu is flying between]
 * Mufasa: Zazu?
 * Zazu: [flying forward and lighting in front of Mufasa, his trepidation showing] Yes, Sire…?
 * Mufasa: Take Nala home. I've got to teach my son a lesson.
 * [The camera views the cubs. Simba crouches lower in the grass as if to hide. Zazu flies back to the cubs]
 * Zazu: Come, Nala. [turns to Simba] Simba… [puts his wings on Simba's shoulders, gives a heavy sigh, and then a reassuring pat] Good luck.
 * [Zazu and Nala leave. The camera view is of Simba in the foreground with Mufasa facing away from the camera in the background]
 * Mufasa: Simba!
 * [Simba slowly turns and walks towards his father. Simba steps into a depression. Looking down he sees that his forepaw fits inside just the palmprint of his father's paw. A very tense moment for Simba as he is harshly reminded of how small and young he is compared to his father. He looks up and, quite courageously, continues to come forward]
 * Mufasa: [thinks silently for a moment, then finally turns to his son] Simba, I'm VERY disappointed in you. You could have been killed. You deliberately disobeyed me! And what's worse; you put Nala in danger !
 * Simba: [on the border of crying; voice cracking] I was just trying to be brave like you.
 * Mufasa: I'm only brave when I have to be. Simba…being brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble.
 * Simba: But, you're not scared of anything.
 * Mufasa: I was today.
 * Simba: You were?
 * Mufasa: I thought I might lose you.
 * Simba: [whispering conspiratorially] I guess even kings get scared, huh? But, you know what? I think those hyenas were even scareder.
 * Mufasa: Cause nobody messes with your dad. Come here, you.
 * [Mufasa has bent down. He picks Simba up and starts giving him a noogie. Music rises as Simba and Mufasa tussle playfully for a brief while]
 * Simba: [they end up with Mufasa laid down and Simba on his head] Dad? We'll always be together, right?
 * Mufasa: Simba, let me tell you something my father told me…look at the stars. The Great Kings of the Past look down on us from those stars. So, whenever you feel alone, just remember that those kings will always be there to guide you…and so will I.
 * [Camera switch from stars to Timon on yet another search for the perfect home, going stir-crazy by now. He and Pumbaa moving through the thermal-vent area where Scar lives]
 * Timon: [nervous, with a tenuous grip on reality] Beyond what you see…beyond what you see…ha ha ha ha ha! Beyond what you see…
 * Pumbaa: [hopefully] Uh…Timon? Would this be a bad time to bring up that little place I told you about?
 * Timon: [throwing himself down on a steam vent] Hey! This is home, sweet home, baby! [the steam vent erupts, sending Timon into the air before landing back on the ground. He is now on the verge of cracking] Steam is good. Steam i—i—is water. Whoo…gotta have water. You know, for the dream home. Steam home, dream home! Steam, steam, steam. I am perfectly happy r-r-right here.
 * [Camera switch to a different side of the den where Banzai has numerous scratches on his rear muttering to Ed]
 * Banzai: Man, that lousy Mufasa…I won't be able to sit for a week! [Ed laughs his ass off, but also tries his best to conceal it from time to time] It's not funny, Ed. [Ed cups his paws over his mouth then bursts into hysterical laughter, spitting as his tongue lofts out of his mouth] Hey, shut up! Grrrrrrr…
 * [As Ed continues to laugh, Banzai barks and pounces on Ed, abruptly ending his laughing. The two commence a brief fight]
 * Shenzi: [rolls her eyes and turns to the two yelping and rolling atop each other aggressively] Will you knock it off!?
 * Banzai: [Ed appears to be chewing on Banzai's leg; Banzai sits up] Well, he started it!
 * [It is now obvious that Ed is chewing his own leg repeatedly]
 * Shenzi: Look at you guys. No wonder we're dangling at the bottom of the food chain.
 * Banzai: [drool dangles from his mouth] I hate dangling.
 * Shenzi: You know, if it weren't for those lions, we'd be runnin'  the joint.
 * Banzai: [Ed nods idiotically] I hate lions.
 * Shenzi: So pushy.
 * Banzai: And hairy.
 * Shenzi: [smiling] And stinky.
 * Banzai: [grinning] And man, are they…
 * Both: [elongated use of the "u"] U-gly! [they burst into laughter]
 * Scar: [from his perch we saw in the Elephant Graveyard chase] Oh…surely we lions are not all that bad.
 * Banzai: [relieved from the surprise] Ohh. Oh, Scar, it's just you.
 * Shenzi: We were afraid it was somebody important.
 * Banzai: Yeah, you know, like Mufasa.
 * Scar: [sarcastically] I see.
 * Banzai: Now that's power.
 * Shenzi: Tell me about it. I just hear that name and I shudder.
 * Banzai: Mufasa.
 * Shenzi: [shivering] Ooooh. Do it again.
 * Banzai: Mufasa.
 * Shenzi: Ooooh!
 * Banzai: Mufasa. Mufasa! Mufasa!
 * Shenzi: [Ed and Shenzi build up hysterical laughter] Oooh! It tingles me.
 * Scar: I'm surrounded by idiots.
 * Banzai: Not you, Scar; I mean, you're one of us. I mean, you're our pal.
 * Shenzi: Ohh, I like that. He's not king, but he's still so proper.
 * Banzai: Yeah. Hey, hey! Did ya bring us anything to eat, Scar, old buddy, old pal? Huh? Did-ya-did-ya-did-ya?!
 * Scar: [holds out a zebra haunch] I don't think you really deserve this. I practically gift-wrapped those cubs for you…and you couldn't even dispose of them…. [drops the leg for the hyenas to chew in]
 * [Fade into the song "Be Prepared"]
 * Shenzi: [chewing with full mouth] Well, ya know. It wasn't exactly like they was alone, Scar.
 * Banzai: Yeah. What are we supposed to do? Kill Mufasa?
 * Scar: [evilly grins] Precisely.
 * [The hyenas pause from eating and look up at Scar questioningly]
 * Scar: ''I never thought hyenas essential
 * [Three-top flutter to coincide with Scar's leaps down to the hyenas. Scar walks calmly through sheets of flame and gas into the camera over the opening bit of the song; he paces slowly around Ed, who is chewing on the remnants of the zebra leg]
 * Scar: I know that your powers of retention,
 * [On "Pay attention", Scar angrily swats the bone away; Ed comes to abrupt attention. Waving his paw in front of Ed's blank eyes to make his point; Ed's tongue lolls out]
 * Scar: But, we're talking kings and successions.
 * [Shenzi and Banzai are laughing on a ledge behind him; on "YOU", Scar turns and leaps at them, throwing them backward onto a pair of geysers, which then erupt, throwing the two hyenas into the air. In the next verse, Scar is strutting theatrically along a ledge which runs around back to the floor]
 * Scar: So, be prepared for the chance of a lifetime
 * Shenzi: And where do we feature?
 * Scar: [grabbing Shenzi's cheek] Just listen to teacher
 * [Shenzi rubs her cheek, which is now bruised red]
 * Scar: I know it sounds sordid
 * [Scar leaps up beside Ed, who is again chewing on the bone, and here kicks him off the ledge. The three hyenas land in a pile of bones and are submerged; they reappear, each with a different horned skull on his head]
 * Banzai: Yeah, be prepared. Yeah-heh…we'll be prepared, heh. For what?
 * Scar: For the death of the king.
 * Banzai: Why? Is he sick?
 * Scar: [grabbing Banzai by the throat] No, fool, we're going to kill him, Simba too. [drops Banzai back into the bone pile]
 * Shenzi (and then Banzai): [sing-song voices, as Shenzi and Ed dance around Banzai] No king! No king! la-la-la-la-laa-laa!
 * Scar: Idiots! There will be a king!
 * Banzai: Hey, but you said, uh…
 * Scar: I will be king. [triumphant, toothy grin] Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again!
 * Shenzi: Yay!
 * Banzai: Alright!
 * Shenzi: Long live the king!
 * [Camera reveals hundreds of more hyenas in the shadows]
 * Hyena clan: Long live the king! Long live the king!
 * [Scar's clan of hyenas is goose-stepping across the floor of the cave, now stylized into a Nazi-esque quadrangle. In the area where Timon and Pumbaa are, the green light beams in and the hyenas march by, casting their shadows on the wall where Timon and Pumbaa stood up]
 * Timon: Somethin' tells me this ain't the travelin' company of Riverdance.
 * [Timon and Pumbaa look at each other, then start to "Riverdance" out of Scar's den]
 * Hyenas: [in tight, crisp phrasing and diction] It's great that we'll soon be connected.
 * Scar: [standing in place for Hitler] Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected
 * [Leaps off his rock throne to single out one hapless hyena; that hyena slips and falls into a fiery crevice. Throughout the next verse, the entire horde of hyenas joins in dancing boisterously, leaping along the tops of rock pillars, shaking animal skeletons in the light, one playing a rib cage/xylophone]
 * Scar: So, be prepared for the coup of the century
 * All: Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared
 * [Close with a fill-in and a fade-out. Scar and the hyenas are laughing evilly against the cresent moon. Drum roll rises to a crash coinciding with the panoramic opening of the next scene]

… To Die For

 * [Camera flash to a view of daylight in the Pride Lands. Timon and Pumbaa are STILL looking for their dream home]
 * Timon: Beyond what you see…beyond what you — Hey, how am I supposed to look beyond what I see, beyond that?
 * [The camera reveals Timon looking straight at Pumbaa's butt]
 * Pumbaa: Huh? … Oh. Sorry!
 * [Pumbaa moves aside to reveal the gorge in all its splendor; an angelic chorus rises. Camera zoom inside the gorge with Simba underneath the tree, with Scar watching him]
 * Scar: Now, you wait here. Your father has a marvelous surprise for you.
 * Simba: What is it?
 * Scar: If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?
 * Simba: If you tell me, I'll still act surprised.
 * Scar: You are such a naughty boy! This is just for you and your daddy. You know, a sort of…father-son…thing…I'd better go get him.
 * Simba: I'll go with you.
 * Scar: No. [regaining composure] Just…stay on this rock. You wouldn't want to end up in another mess like you did with the hyenas…Simba, everybody knows about that. Lucky Daddy was there to save you, eh? [puts a paw on Simba's shoulder] Oh…and just between us, you might want to work on that little roar of yours. Hmm?
 * Simba: [Scar pats Simba's head roughly, then moves off] Hey, Uncle Scar? … Will I like this surprise?
 * Scar: Simba, it's To Die For.
 * [The camera slowly pans up the side of the gorge away from Scar and Simba. After a distance of rock, we reach the edge and view on the plain a very large herd of wildebeest; the size of the herd comes across with a striking computer-generated parallax pan. The camera then focuses in on the hyenas, who are waiting off of the edge of the herd, hidden under a rock arch]
 * Shenzi: [Banzai's stomach growls] Shut up.
 * Banzai: I can't help it. I'm so hungry… [jumping up] I gotta have a wildebeest.
 * Shenzi: Stay put.
 * Banzai: Well…can't I just pick off one of the little sick ones?
 * Shenzi: NO! Wait for the signal from Scar. [Scar appears mounting a rock viewing in the horizon] There he is…Let's go!
 * [Camera switch back to Simba]
 * Simba: Little roar. Puh! [a lizard walks past Simba. He growls at it] Rarrr! [the lizard has no reaction to this first attempt. Simba then jumps down and tries again] Rrrraowr-h! [for the third attempt, Simba moves closer again and inhales deeply] RAOWR! RAOWR!! RAOWR!!! RAOWR!!!!
 * [The lizard skitters off screen. Simba's roar echoes around the canyon; he lifts his ears to relish the echo. The echo is soon eclipsed, however, by a low rumble. He looks down and sees pebbles jumping. Cue the "…To Die For" music. The herd comes over the lip of the gorge. Simba gasps in terrify, then takes off in front of the herd, that are being driven by the hyenas, nipping at their heels, down over the edge. Cut to a shot several yards away from the stampede. Timon is trudging along the parched floor of the gorge with Pumbaa]
 * Timon: What this place lacks in water and shade, it makes up for with searing heat and blinding sunshine. Home, sweet home, Pumbaa!
 * [Timon whimpers a little with desperation, just as the ground begins to rumble. The wildebeests begin to pour over the edge and rapidly approach to Timon and Pumbaa]
 * Pumbaa: Shall we run for our lives?
 * Timon: Oh, yes, let's.
 * [The two scream and soon take off in front of the herd of wildebeests. Cut back to Zazu with Mufasa on a short distance from the gorge, witnessing the sound of the wildebeests running]
 * Zazu: Oh, look sire; The herd is on the move.
 * Mufasa: Odd.
 * [Scar runs up to Mufasa and Zazu, "out of breath"]
 * Scar: Mufasa. Quick. Stampede. In the gorge. Simba's down there!
 * Mufasa: Simba?!
 * [Running from the stampede, Simba passes through some of the incoming wildebeests, climbs up and then clings to a tree. Zazu flies ahead of Mufasa and Scar, down into the gorge and spots Simba]
 * Simba: Zazu! Help me!
 * Zazu: Your father's on the way! Hold on!
 * Simba: HURRY!
 * [Mufasa and Scar are on the lower ledges of the gorge. Zazu flies back and points to where Simba is]
 * Zazu: There! There! On that tree!
 * Mufasa: Hold on, Simba! [runs out into the herd, joining the stampede]
 * Zazu: Oh, Scar, this is awful. I'll go back for help, that's what I'll do, I'll go back for he —
 * [Scar backhands Zazu into a rock wall, knocking him out. Mufasa runs with the herd until slightly past the tree. He whips around the front of some wildebeest and runs into the herd towards Simba's tree. He gets rammed head-first once, throwing him to the ground. A wildebeest hits a branch of the tree, throwing Simba into the air; he yells while being flung in the air. Mufasa gets up in time to catch Simba in the air with his mouth; Scar then follows Mufasa's progress from the lip of the gorge, his shadow cast mysteriously from the bottom of the gorge. Mufasa gets hit again and accidentally throws Simba; he dodges a few oncoming wildebeest. Mufasa runs by with the herd and grabs Simba. He jumps up to a near rock ledge and sets Simba down, but is immediately struck by a wildebeest and carried off into the stampede. Simba watches in horror as he cannot find his father in the swirling mass of wildebeest below him. At the last second, Mufasa leaps out of the herd and starts to climb with great difficulty up the sheer rock slope. Simba turns and starts to climb up to the top of the gorge. Out of Simba's sight, Mufasa reaches a point right below a ledge where he can't climb due to the steepness. His claws are scraping and his back paws have no traction. Above him on the ledge is Scar]
 * Mufasa: Scar! Brother…HELP ME!
 * [Scar looks disdainfully down, and then suddenly latches onto Mufasa's forepaws with claws extended. Mufasa roars, primarily from the sudden pain of Scar's claws, but no doubt also due to the sudden flash of realization. His expression slowly changes to one of horror as he recognizes Scar's intent]
 * Scar: [showing his true nature to Mufasa, mere moments] Long…live…the king.
 * [Scar throws his brother backwards. Mufasa free-falls, back first. The camera follows Mufasa down from under him, then from above him, showing the stampede raging below. Camera suddenly focuses in on Simba, who is watching his father hit the ground. No sound effects of Mufasa screaming or the hit. No view of it either]
 * Simba: [muted] NO!
 * [Simba runs down into the gorge. Cut back to Timon and Pumbaa running from the stampede, screaming. They end up on a wildebeest's head; then they see the herd separate to reveal a cliff's edge]
 * Pumbaa: Hang on, Timon!
 * Timon: This is it! Goodbye, cruel world!
 * [The wildebeest screeches to a halt at the edge of the cliff, pitching Timon and Pumbaa off in slow motion, screaming. After a few midair tumbles, however, they land lightly in a slow-moving river; Timon lands before standing on Pumbaa's belly]
 * Timon: That's it? [scoffs] That wasn't so bad. You can't knock old Timon down that easy! Yeah. Bring it on!
 * [But Timon spoke too soon. He notices an increasing roar of rushing water]
 * Timon: Pumbaa? Question: Is it possible to fall off the edge of the Earth?
 * Pumbaa: Technically, no. The Earth is round like a sphere, Timon; So it doesn't actually have an edge.
 * [The camera pulls back once, twice, three times to reveal an absurdly high waterfall. Timon and Pumbaa both scream as they hurtle over the edge and plummet down the waterfall. Timon falls unconsciously and suddenly suffers a flashback]
 * [Timon is 15 in meerkat years. He was following Pa out to a ledge overlooking their fraction of the veldt]
 * 15-year old Timon: Look Pa, I know we're pretty low on the food-chain and all, but why do we have to dig tunnels all of the time? [as Pa starts to scurry, sniff, and flinch, Timon gets into a boxing pose] Where's our pride? Where's our — [Pa holds Timon back as if there was a predator. A small bunyoro rabbit hops by] — dignity?
 * Pa: [letting go of his son] Timon, lemme tell you something about dignity. [gestures at the grasslands] Son, look out to the horizon, past the trees, over the grasslands. [music swells louder] Everything the light touches belongs to someone else. [a record needle scratches before Timon's smile drops to a frown. Light shines brightly on a big pointy rock in the distance] I'm sorry, pal. But that's just the way it is. Dignity has nothing to do with it! [holding onto Timon's shoulders] It's nature's designs — we are what we are. And what we are is food for other animals. A consummate prey. A moveable feast. Feared by no-one AND EATEN BY ALL! [clutches Timon as if he was a security blanket]
 * 15-year old Timon: But when they die, they become the grass. And we eat the grass…right?
 * Pa: Not exactly; we can't digest grass. We have carnivorous stomachs. [forces out a smile. Buzz didn't believe in the Circle of Life philosophy that was being preached by Rafiki]
 * 15-year old Timon: See Pa, that's what I'm talkin' about. A place out there with no hyenas. A place where we don't have to run or dig tunnels!
 * Pa: Timon! This is our home, and I'm proud of those tunnels! Your Uncle Max and I dig those tunnels to keep you and your Ma safe. We dig those tunnels because we love you!
 * 15-year old Timon: You dig tunnels, because you're afraid of everything!
 * [Pa gives Timon a pouty face. Ma then arrives with a leaf tray of termites]
 * Ma: Oh, there you boys are! I've got some nice fresh termites ready for you.
 * Pa: Termites again!?
 * Ma: Oh, feeling braver now, aren't we? [cracks a termite queen along the thorax]
 * Pa: [having no response] I'll be home late…I've got a tunnel to repair…
 * [Pa sulks off. Reflective music then starts playing]
 * 15-year old Timon: [sits down on a rock, then turns to Ma] Was I adopted?
 * Ma: Timmy! You two are as different as dawn and dusk!
 * 15-year old Timon: I'm tired of doing everything his way.
 * Ma: Oh, Timmy, you've almost grown now. And whether Pa likes it or not…you'll be making your own way soon. [frizzles Timon's hair and gives him a reassuring hug] Oh, whatever you do, I know you're going to make me proud.
 * 15-year old Timon: You think so?
 * Ma: I know so! Even Pa will.
 * Pa: [a loud thud shakes the air. He stubbed his toe] See!! It's a jungle out here!!
 * Ma: [miserably to Timon] Well…if he lives that long!

"Run Away, Simba"

 * [Disslove back to the present where Simba bounds to the canyon floor; everything is clouded by dust. Mufasa is nowhere to be seen]
 * Simba: [coughing from the dust] Dad!! [quietly] Dad?
 * [Aastray wildebeest runs past; curves around a log further down the gully. Under the log is Mufasa, laying on his side. He is not moving or breathing. Simba approaches the body; sad music slowly cues in]
 * Simba: Dad? Dad, come on. [rubs up against Mufasa's cheek. The head merely rolls back in place after the rub] You gotta get up. [he places both forepaws on his father's cheek and pushes] Dad, we gotta go home. [he tugs at Mufasa's ear. Again, the head limply moves back in place. Simba runs off a bit, obviously very scared] Help! Somebody! Anybody! Help.
 * [Simba turns back to the body. He nuzzles up under the limp paw so that his father is embracing him. The "Mufasa" theme gives way to a series of ominous chords as the image of Scar advancing appears through the dust]
 * Scar: What have you done?
 * Simba: There were wildebeests and…he tried to save me…it was an accident, I…I didn't mean for it to happen.
 * [Simba sobs even harder, and Scar embraces him, fainting consolation. Simba hides his face on Scar's foreleg]
 * Scar: [yet still distant] Of course you didn't. No-one…ever means for these things to happen……but, the king is dead. And if it weren't for you, he'd still be alive. [Simba is crushed, believing his guilt. Scar then "occurs" another thought] Oh! What will your mother think?
 * Simba: [sniffing] What am I gonna do?
 * Scar: Run… Run away and never return.
 * [Simba runs for the edge of the gorge blindly, obviously broken. The hyenas approach Scar from behind, who is standing motionless. Scar now speaks to the hyenas]
 * Scar: Kill him.
 * [The hyenas race after Simba, who reaches the end of the gorge, looks back and sees the hyenas. He climbs up the cliff, and Banzai swipes at him, but misses. Simba then reaches the edge of the plateau, looks back again and sees the hyenas chasing him. With no other choice, Simba jumps off the plateau, and into a thicket of thorns]
 * Banzai: [noticing the thorns] Whoa!!! [after skidding extensively, Banzai manages to stop just above the brambles] Ahh… [Shenzi and Ed suddenly ram into Banzai, which sends him flying into the thicket] Whoa!! [comes out with thorns on his backside] Yeow! Ow! Oooh!
 * [Shenzi and Ed laugh at Banzai while he comes back up on the gorge and starts plucking out the thorns from his skin]
 * Shenzi: [seeing Simba running off far into the distance] Hey, there he goes. There he goes!
 * Banzai: Well, so go get 'im!
 * Shenzi: There ain't no way I'm goin' in there. What, you want me to come out lookin' like you, Cactus-Butt?
 * Banzai: [while spitting thorns onto Ed's nose] But, we gotta finish the job.
 * Shenzi: Well, he's as good as dead out there anyway. And IF he comes back, we'll kill him.
 * Banzai: [yelling to Simba] Yeah! You hear that? If you ever come back — we'll kill ya.
 * [As Simba is still running into the desert, the hyenas laugh before making their way back to the Pride Lands]

Hakuna Matata

 * [Camera dissolve to Scar addressing the lionesses by the moon on Pride Rock a eulogy for both Mufasa and Simba. The lionesses (including Sarafina), with Zazu, are comforting Sarabi, who bends her head in extreme pain. Nala is crying on Sarafina's leg]
 * Scar: Mufasa's death was a terrible tragedy; But to lose Simba…who had barely begun to live…For me, it is a deep personal loss. And so, it is with a heavy heart that I assume the throne. Yet, out of the ashes of this tragedy, we shall rise to greet the dawning of a new era in which lion and hyena come together, in a great and glorious future.
 * [As the hyenas emerge, casting eerie green shadows and laughing hollowly, he ascends Pride Rock. The camera pans to Rafiki, who shakes his head in deep pan. The scene changes with Rafiki in the same position in his baobab tree. Rafiki wipes away a tear, and reaches up and rubs his hand across the cub painting, smearing it. The smeared painting overlaids sad music across the night sky through the Pride Lands as the chorus takes up the song "Friend Huomboleza". During the chorus, the star of Mufasa shines out brightly of the night sky. Nala, who is seen sleeping in Sarafina's legs stares at a wall inside the den of Pride Rock and sees flashbacks with Simba during their time together before seperating. Meanwhile, the ghost of Mufasa briefly appears]
 * Rafiki: Mi-Leh-Leh

Mbyani Mpoka Kumuyini

Kembe Ntsembele Mbiyani Mpoka Lundila Mwana Hosanna

Hosanna Oh Mama

Na Wu Detsa Kambe Kontsari

Dela Mama Kabantsa Kari

Mbyari Mbyari Mbyari What a wonderful phrase Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passin' craze It means "No Worries" For the rest of your days It's our problem-free philosophy Hakuna Matata!
 * [Dissolve back to the river's edge where Pumbaa emerges out, gasping for air. Timon is seen clutched onto Pumbaa's tail. Pumbaa collapses and coughs out some water; he hears Timon groaning, who is lying on the beach clutching a lily in a classic death pose. Mournful violin music plays]
 * Pumbaa: Timon, you okay?
 * Timon: I give up!
 * Pumbaa: But you can't give up! We still haven't found our dream home.
 * Timon: Forget it, Pumbaa. I've been dragging you down long enough. I'm going home…and I suggest you do the same.
 * Pumbaa: Oh, I — I would if I could, but I can't.
 * Timon: Oh, sure you can, buddy. I won't stop you.
 * Pumbaa: No, I mean…I don't have a home.
 * Timon: You don't? What happened — are you lost? [Pumbaa shakes his head, his snout flapping side to side] No place good enough for ya? [Pumbaa shakes again] What, you're all alone in this big empty world?
 * [Pumbaa turns to face Timon, with huge dewy eyes. This is where Timon realizes the truth: Pumbaa's special power also drove away his own sounder, where it forced him to be alone]
 * Timon: Truth is…I'm all alone too. [takes Pumbaa's foreleg] Pumbaa, you're the only friend I've ever had. And, friends stick together to the end.
 * [The two gaze at each other; Timon's reflection appears in Pumbaa's eyes as the music swells. Dissolve to the two of them asleep on the beach; gradually the scene changes to daylight]
 * Timon: [he wakes up, then cracks his back] Uhh! [stretching] Uhh! Ooh! Aw, well. It's too bad we never found that perfect place. Why'd we ever listen to that stupid monkey?
 * Pumbaa: [waking up, gasping] I think maybe you're giving up too soon, Timon!
 * Timon: [sneering] Beyond what you see… [Pumbaa grabs his head and spins it around to face what he sees] Huh?
 * Pumbaa: [triumphantly] Remember that place I told you about?
 * [The camera rotates to show a gorgeous jungle panorama: Waterfalls, woods, distant mountains, lush lakes and rivers]
 * Timon: Forget about your place. Get a load of what I found! Talk about "beyond what you see"! [Samba music plays] Pumbaa, this is our dream home! [pulls aside vines to demonstrate] Dramatic views! [pulls vines taut for Pumbaa to swing in them] A DIY porch swing! [the two of them relax in a pool which is bubbling merrily] Hot tubs and spas! [pulls open a tree to reveal dozens of bugs] And a well-stocked bug cupboard!
 * Pumbaa: [wearing a chef's hat of leaves; deciding to stack bugs on a skewer] I'll whip up my uncle Boris' favorite bug dishes to celebrate. [tossing bugs in a large leaf-bowl] Come and get it!
 * Timon: [relaxing on a vine stretched across the water] The monkey was right. We found it: The perfect life. [dives into the water, then emerges out of the water to dry himself with a leaf] He had the perfect name for it, too. [sitting on a rock] Such a wonderful phrase. It had this rhythm: [trying to remember] Ladooda Ladada…
 * Pumbaa: [adding each dishes of his cooked bugs] Hot tuna frittata. The spinach armada. A spoon of ricotta.
 * Timon: Two words.
 * Pumbaa: A wormy piccata.
 * Timon: Six syllables.
 * Pumbaa: Kahuna colada.
 * Timon: Tweleve letters.
 * Pumbaa: A blue enchilada. Legumes on a platter.
 * Timon: Think, think.
 * Pumbaa: [poking one of the dishes] This oughtta be hotter.
 * Timon: I forget.
 * Pumbaa: I gotta lambada! [starts dancing, trotting sideways until he bumps into Timon]
 * Timon: [grabs Pumbaa's snout and starts yelling] HEY! How can you dance at a time like this? I'm dyin'  here! [realizing he's gone a bit too far, Timon lets go and backs off] Sorry about that, pal.
 * Pumbaa: [nonchalantly] Hakuna Matata.
 * [Timon shakes his head in confusion; cartoonish "Obbidy-obbidy-obbidy" sound effect]
 * Timon: … Come again?
 * Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata. It means "No Worries" — [Pumbaa suddenly dawns the phrase] Ohhh!
 * [Epiphany music plays, hinting at "Hakuna Matata". Wipe to the two of them swinging on vines into the water. It shows a montage of Timon and Pumbaa enjoying their carefree life: the two lying on their backs looking at the stars, having snail beers, charging through the jungle, bungee-jumping on jungle vines, parachuting on leaves, slurping up a long worm and ending in a kiss as in "Lady and the Tramp". It becomes a chant as they shuffle along the now-famous log, dancing and singing. Meanwhile, a ladybug hops across the lyrics of the song that appear at the bottom of the screen]
 * Both: Hakuna Matata!

Hakuna Matata Hakuna Matata Hakuna Matata Hakuna Matata Hakuna Matata Hakuna Matata… What a wonderful phrase Ain't no passing craze For the rest of your days [singing] When he was a young warthog… He could clear the savannah after every meal And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind And oh, the SHAME! Thoughta changin' my name! And I got downhearted. Ev'ry time that I… What a wonderful phrase Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze For the rest of your days Hakuna Matata!
 * [Sudden cut to a close-up of Ma]
 * Ma: Ha-huna Ma-what-a?
 * [Rafiki is talking to Ma under the meerkats' tree by the rock]
 * Rafiki: It means "No Worries".
 * Ma: I see.
 * Rafiki: So…I told the boy: To find Hakuna Matata, you must look beyond what you see.
 * Ma: A metaphor…
 * Rafiki: Well, actually, it's not a meta —
 * Ma: [suddenly clocks Rafiki in the head with his own staff] You used a metaphor on Timon?! He takes things literally! [panicking] That's it. He's starving out there. I just know it! Max! Timon's out there, chasing metaphors. I've gotta go find him!
 * Max: [calling from inside a hole, which shakes the ground] ARE YOU NUTS!?!
 * Ma: [sarcastically to Rafiki] Nice to have a supportive family, isn't it? Well…here I go.
 * Rafiki: [pricking up a moment to quote Lao Tzu] Remember: The journey of a thousand miles begins with the first step.
 * Ma: Thanks. Here's my first step: [lands squarely onto Rafiki's foot]
 * [Camera cuts to Timon screaming instead of Rafiki. Pumbaa is pulling quills out of Timon's butt with his teeth; Pumbaa plucks out one and Timon screams again]
 * Pumbaa: [speaking through the quill] Guess bowling for hedgehogs [spits the quill out] wasn't the best idea, huh?
 * Timon: Yeah. Gotta be right up there for bobbling for snapping turtles. [Pumbaa plucks out another quill] Aah ha ha haa ooh!
 * Pumbaa: [under his breath] Ohh, that's gonna leave a mark. [just then, after hearing the sounds of vultures in the distance, he spits the quill out. Pumbaa then walks to the right to see vultures circling around their prey] Hey, look Timon. Buzzards! What do you say? One more round?
 * Timon: One more run won't change our lives!
 * [Cut to a different view of the desert where Simba is stumbling to keep walking. Simba, who escaped from the hyenas, gets swirled by a some sand whirlwind before he finally faints onto the desert floor. The vultures then start circling around him. Timon, riding Pumbaa, appears and dives into the midst of the vultures. They slap and kick them all away]
 * Timon: Get out, get out, get out of here!
 * Pumbaa: I love this! Bowling for buzzards. [Timon laughs, while dusting himself off. Pumbaa then notices Simba, who is lying with his paw over his face] Uh-oh. Hey, Timon, you better come look. I think it's still ALIVE.
 * Timon: Eeeech. [walks to the front of Pumbaa, then turns at Simba] What have we got here? [smells Simba, then tries to lift Simba's paw. He can't. He gets under it and with a great push gets it above his head before seeing Simba's face] Geez! It's a lion! Run, Pumbaa! Move it!
 * Pumbaa: Timon, it's just a little lion. Look at him. He's so cute, and all alone. Can we keep him?
 * Timon: Pumbaa, are you nuts!? We're talking about a lion. Lions eat guys like us!
 * Pumbaa: [leans over to regard Simba, but accidentally dumps Timon from his head] But, he's so little.
 * Timon: He's gonna get bigger!
 * Pumbaa: [seen from Timon’s point-of-view on the ground, with a huge snout, while ignoring Timon's warning] Maybe he'll be on our side!
 * Timon: [as though he came up with it himself] Hey, I got it! What if he's on OUR side? You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea.
 * Pumbaa: [while lowering himself down to scoop Simba up on his tusks] So, we're keeping him?
 * Timon: Of course. Who's the brains in this outfit?
 * Pumbaa: Uhhh…
 * Timon: My point exactly. Jeez, I'm fried. Let's get outta here and find some shade. [Pumbaa trots off with Timon on his back and carrying Simba. Camera switch to Pumbaa, Timon, and Simba near a pool of water and oasis. Simba has been laid near the water. Timon splashes some water in Simba's face before he stirs] You okay, kid?
 * Simba: I guess so.
 * Timon: I saved you. [Pumbaa angrily oinks] Well, Pumbaa helped. A little.
 * Simba: Thanks for your help. [heads off quietly back out towards the desert]
 * Timon: Hey, where you goin'?
 * Simba: Nowhere.
 * Timon: [watching Simba, talking to Pumbaa] Gee. He looks blue.
 * Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold.
 * Timon: No, no, no. I mean he's depressed.
 * Pumbaa: [trots up next to Simba] Kid, what's eatin' ya?
 * Timon: [attempting to lighten the mood] Nothin'. He's at the top of "The Food Chain"! [breaks into hysterical laughter. However, seeing no reactions from Pumbaa and Simba silently, Timon realizes his joke just got flopped] So? Where're you from?
 * Simba: Who cares? I can't go back.
 * Timon: Aaaaaah, you're an outcast. That's great, so are we!
 * Pumbaa: What did you do, kid?
 * Simba: Something terrible. But, I don't wanna talk about it.
 * Timon: Good, we don't wanna hear about it!
 * Pumbaa: Come on, Timon. [to Simba] Anything we can do?
 * Simba: Not, unless you can change the past.
 * Pumbaa: Kid, at times like these, my buddy Timon here says:
 * Timon: "You gotta put your past behind you". Look, kid. Bad things happen and you can't do anything about it. Right?
 * Simba: Right.
 * Timon: [pokes Simba's nose] Wrong! When the world turns its back on you, you turn your back on the world.
 * Simba: Well, that's not what I was taught.
 * Timon: Then, maybe you need a new lesson. Repeat after me: Hakuna Matata.
 * Simba: [still lethargic] What?
 * Pumbaa: [slowly pronouncing] Ha-ku-na Ma-ta-ta. It means "No Worries".
 * [Fade into "Hakuna Matata" in marimba chords]
 * Timon: Hakuna Matata!
 * Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata!
 * [Timon pulls Simba over to a green bush to lean back on it]
 * Timon: It means "No Worries"
 * Both: It's our problem-free philosophy
 * Timon: [filing down one of Simba's claws] Hakuna Matata!
 * Simba: Hakuna matata?
 * Pumbaa: Yeah, it's our motto.
 * Nala: What's a motto?
 * Timon: Nothin', what's a motto with you?!
 * Pumbaa: [he and Timon then break into laughter] You know, kid, these two words will solve all your problems.
 * Timon: Take Pumbaa for example.
 * Pumbaa: [Italian countertenor range] When I was a young warthoooog…!!!
 * Timon: [while cleaning his ear] Very nice.
 * Pumbaa: Thanks!
 * Timon: He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal
 * Pumbaa: I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned
 * Timon: [clapping Pumbaa's mouth shut] Pumbaa, not in front of the kid!
 * Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry.
 * [String pizzicato. Simba looks into the camera, surprised; he watches with growing interest as Timon hoists Pumbaa into a vine loop above his head, where he begins swinging]
 * Both: Hakuna Matata!
 * [After becoming more and more enthusiastic, Simba finally joins in singing, a spotlight falling on him]
 * Simba: It means "No Worries"
 * All three: It's our problem free philosophy
 * [Timon pulls back a fern leaf, revealing a beautiful view of Hakuna Matata Falls. Waterfalls and rugged terrain make a beautiful view. Harp runs accentuate the scene; Simba smiles]
 * Timon: Welcome to our humble home!
 * Simba: You live here?
 * Timon: We live wherever we want!
 * Pumbaa: Yep. Home is where your rump rests. Heh!
 * Simba: It's beautiful.
 * Pumbaa: [loud raunchy belch] I'm starved!
 * Simba: I'm so hungry, I could eat a whole zebra.
 * [Timon is rather disturbed by Simba's want for meat — a little bit taken aback and a little bit "I-knew-this-would-happen"]
 * Timon: We're fresh out of zebra.
 * Simba: Any antelope?
 * Timon: Na-ah.
 * Simba: Hippo?
 * Timon: Nope. Listen, kid; If you live with us, you have to eat like us. Hey, this looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub. [Timon has stopped in front of a log. Pumbaa forces it up with his snout, revealing many insects]
 * Simba: What's that?
 * Timon: [picks up a red grub in his bare hands] A grub. What's it look like?
 * Simba: Ewwww, gross.
 * Timon: [eating, mouth full] Mmmm! Tastes like chicken.
 * Pumbaa: [slurps up a large earthworm from the ground] Slimy, yet satisfyin'!
 * Timon: [grabbing a red beetle from a ant hill which a praying mantis is seen] These are rare delicacies. Mmmm… [crunching the beetle] Piquant, with a very pleasant crunch.
 * Pumbaa: [mouthful of bugs; to Simba] You'll learn to love 'em!
 * Timon: I'm telling ya, kid. This is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities. [pokes his hand into a knothole — many bugs scramble out] Oooh! — The little cream-filled kind. [munches a green beetle; Timon has been collecting bugs on a leaf. He offers it to Simba] And best of all: No Worries. Well, kid?
 * Simba: [he grabs the grub from the leaf] Oh, well. Hakuna Matata. [Simba slurps the grub, then swallows it indisposed, with sick music playing. He then starts to look a little more cheerful before music hinting "Hakuna Matata" rises] Slimy…yet satisfying.
 * Timon: That's it!
 * [The bugs fly off the leaf in a colorful flutter, dissolving into a view of the jungle. The scene switches to all three crossing a log, walking and tossing their heads to the music. With a steady build in the music, a change occurs. Location: A river leading to a 500 ft waterfall. Timon and Pumbaa are trying to teach Simba how to jump off a the waterfall when Simba is seen floating peacefully down a river as Timon frantically paddles after him]
 * Timon: Hang on, Simba! I'll save ya!
 * [Simba goes over a waterfall. Pumbaa snatches Simba out of midair from an overhanging branch; Timon goes falling past them helplessly, shrieking. Camera switches to Simba's view straight down from high in a tree; Timon and Pumbaa are at the bottom]
 * Timon: [sternly] Young lion, get down from there!
 * Simba: [jumping around in the branches] Whoo-hoo! All right! Man — you guys look like ants down there.
 * Timon: I'm counting to three.
 * Pumba: [Simba leaps onto a smaller branch, which breaks under his weight] Uh-oh.
 * Timon: [Simba falls, silently, as Timon counts] One…Two…
 * [As Timon counts "Two", Pumbaa throws himself on top of him; Simba lands safely on his back]
 * Timon: [muffled] … Threeeeee. [his arm collapses]
 * [Simba lies on his back repeatedly batting Timon into the air like a ball of yarn; Timon spins helplessly in midair, wailing. View of the log at nighttime with a full Moon rising. Switch back to Simba and Timon curling up on top of Pumbaa's belly]
 * Simba: Good night.
 * Timon: Sleep tight.
 * Pumbaa: [brightly] Dream of bedbugs tonight! [immediately falls asleep and snores]
 * [Simba giggles; he puts a foreleg around Timon and pulls him up tight against him like a stuffed animal]
 * Timon: [startled] Geez!
 * [After Timon feels a little more calm, they both fall asleep as the "Hakuna Matata" upbeat music continues. The camera trucks slowly out to a nighttime panorama]

The Madness of King Scar
Diddely-dee-dee There they are a-standing in a row…'' Some as big as your head'' A flick of the wrist That's what the showman said!'' [speaking] Alas, poor Yorick. I hardly knew him, Zazu…Zazu, why am I not loved? I'm every inch a king Yet I feel a twinge of doubt As I go walkabout But how about some lunch? It doesn't matter if it's fresh I need a fix of flesh My bones have moved to where they've never been They are on the outside looking in [singing] You are so adored! Oh, you are so adored! Of wildebeest kielbasa Or maybe hornbill on the spit…
 * [The camera dissolves to a far view of Pride Rock. Almost all of the coloring is in gray. Most of the plants and trees appear to be dead. The scene switches to a view of Zazu and Scar. Zazu is in a cage made of some animal's ribcage, singing. Scar is laying out on a rock picking his teeth with a bone]
 * Zazu: Nooooobody knows the trouble I've seen. Nooooobody knows my sorrow…
 * Scar: Oh, Zazu, do lighten up. [he tosses the bone at Zazu and it clatters against the cage] Sing something with a little…bounce in it.
 * Zazu: … It's a small world after all…
 * Scar: NO! No! Anything, but that.
 * Zazu: … ''I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
 * [Scar is enjoying this and starts to join in; he picks a meerkat skull and starts to play with it]
 * Scar and Zazu: ''Big ones, small ones
 * Scar: ''Give them a twist
 * [Fade into the song "The Madness of King Scar"]
 * Scar: I am that rare and awesome thing
 * Banzai: [off-screen] Hey, boss!
 * Scar: When my name is whispered through the pride…is this talk of love or regicide?
 * Shenzi: [off-screen] Reggie who?
 * Scar: Tell me I'm adored…please tell me I'm adored?
 * Banzai: [off-screen] Hey, boss!
 * Scar: [exasperated] Oooh, what is it this time?
 * [The hyenas walk inside the den]
 * Banzai: We got a bone to pick with you!
 * Shenzi: There's no food, no water…
 * Banzai: Yeah. It's dinnertime, and there ain't no stinkin' entrées!
 * Scar: Oh, you and your petty complaints. You don't know what real hunger is. Day after day, it gnaws at the very core of my being!
 * Banzai: I had that once … It was worms! [pronounced as "woims"]
 * Scar: No, no, no! It's like an itch. Deep…persistent…profound.
 * Banzai: That's it! Worms! When they get really bad, all you gotta do is…hunker down and scoot!
 * [Banzai and the hyenas burst into laughter]
 * Scar: Thanks for the tip. Ingrates! If it weren't for me, you'd be beating off buzzards for your next bite!
 * Hyenas: [singing] Yeah, you're our savior, thanks a bunch
 * Scar: ARE YOU BLAMING ME?
 * Hyenas: Oh, no!…It's the lionesses!…
 * Scar: That's more like it!
 * [Shenzi and Ed dance around Banzai as they continue to sing; other hyenas then dance along to the song; they then lean near Zazu in the bone cage]
 * Hyenas: [singing] But what I'd give for one more hit
 * Zazu: Oh, how I miss Mufasa!
 * Scar: [snaps at Zazu quickly with anger] What? What did you say?!
 * Zazu: Oh, nothing!
 * Scar: You know the law! Never, ever mention that name in my presence. I am the KING!
 * Banzai: [whispering to Shenzi and Ed] I thought things were bad under Mufasa.
 * Scar: What did you say?
 * Banzai: [Shenzi elbows him] I said, uh…"Que Pasa"?
 * Scar: Even in death, his shadow looms over me… [milkweed suddenly flies around his body, looking from each direction, much to his horrified shock; he finally sees Mufasa's spirit in the night sky] There he is. No…There he is! And there!
 * Zazu: Calm yourself, Sire…or you'll get another one of your splitting headaches.
 * Scar: I am perfectly fine!

'''I'm better than Mufasa was I'm revered, I am reviled I'm idolized, I am despised I'm keeping calm, I'm going wild!!

… I tell myself I'm fine Yes, I am, no, you're not Yes, I am, no, you're not I tell myself I'm fine

No, you're not, yes, I am, no you're not Yes, I am No, you're not Yes, no, yes, no, who am I talking to…?''' It's written in the stars You all belong to me! Fatshe leso lea halalela'' The leaves have fallen This shadowed land This was our home
 * [The music continues to swell even louder; Scar laughs evilly]
 * Zazu: Pull yourself together, Sire!
 * [The music finally stops]
 * Scar: [turns to Zazu, calmly] Oh, very well. Zazu?
 * Zazu: Yes, Sire?
 * Scar: Nobody loved me. There's the rub…not even as a cub, what did my brother have that I don't have?
 * Zazu: Well, he had adoring subjects, a loving family, a devoted queen…
 * Scar: That's it, I need a queen! Without a queen, what am I? A dead end, no line, no descendants, no future. With a queen, I'll have cubs…Immortality will be mine! [slinks down and grabs a bone to chew; now thinking in his mind] Which lioness should I mate with? Can it be Sarafina? No, she already has a mate. My devoted Zira? Maybe, but couldn't she be probably too eccentric? I don't think for Sarabi, but she would never accept me as my mate…
 * Nala: [a full-grown Nala walks up to Scar on-screen] Scar…
 * Scar: [back in form when he realizes in the form of a familiar face] Nala! Your timing couldn't have been more perfect. My how you've grown!
 * Nala: Scar, you have to do something. We're being forced to overhunt!
 * [Scar gets up; fade back into the song]
 * Scar: [singing] She's got those assets feminine
 * Nala: You're the king. Control the hyenas
 * Scar: I have to make her mine
 * Nala: You're destroying the Pride Lands
 * Scar: Nobility in every gene
 * Nala: If we don't stop now…don't you see…
 * Scar: She has to be my queen
 * Nala: … There's still a chance for things to be all right again
 * Scar: Come, sweet Nala
 * Nala: What are you doing? Are you listening to me?
 * Scar: We'll create a host of little Scars
 * Nala: What are you talking about?
 * Scar: Tell me I'm adored
 * Nala: Get away from me
 * Scar: Tell me I'm adored! [Nala swipes her claw in Scar's face] Oh, Nala ~ you know how I loathe violence…one way or another, you will be mine!
 * Nala: Never, Scar…Never! [she flees out of the den]
 * Scar: [singing] You belong to me
 * [Dissolve to Nala rushing back to meet up with Rafiki, Sarabi and the group of lionesses]
 * Rafiki: Nala…you must look beyond what you see to find the answers you've always seeked for.
 * [Nala then starts to run off. Rafiki looks back at the lionesses with pride, then follows after Nala. Cue into "Shadowland", the sister song to "Lea Halalela"]
 * Rafiki: ''Fatshe leso lea halalela
 * Nala: Shadowland

The river's dry The ground has broken So I must go Now I must go

And where the journey may lead me Let your prayers be my guide I cannot stay here, my family But I'll remember my pride My land Tear-stained Dry land Take this With you Fatshe leso
 * Rafiki: Pride Land

And where the journey may lead you Let this prayer be your guide Though it may take you so far away Always remember your pride

''Fatshe leso lea halalela Fatshe leso lea halalela''

And where the journey may lead you Let this prayer be your guide Though it may take you so far away Always remember your pride Sunrise, sunset Swiftly fly the years One season following another Laden with happiness and tears Ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-ee-Awimbawe
 * Nala: Beso bo, my people, beso bo
 * [The camera dissolves to a view of the jungle in the morning, with birds chirping and the Sun rising through the trees. The three of them are still snoring, in the same pose — but Simba is now an adolescent, easily larger than Pumbaa. He wakes, yawns, and stretches, showing impressive teeth and claws]
 * Timon: Whoa! Watch where you aim that morning breath. That should come with a warning label. [curls up and tries to go back to sleep] Whoo, what a wake-up call!
 * Simba: [patronizing] Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the warthog. What's the matter, pops? Had a little too much Hakuna Matata?
 * Timon: Sonny boy, I invented Hakuna Matata.
 * Simba: Oh, yeah? Well, I perfected it!
 * Timon: Sure you did. Sure you did. [to Pumbaa] Pumbaa, who holds the record for the world's longest bug belch?
 * Pumbaa: Uh…that would be Simba.
 * Timon: [mildly] Alrighty, then. Who's the champion at slug swallowing?
 * Pumbaa: Simba again.
 * Timon: [sits bolt upright] Cricket crunching?
 * Pumbaa: Simba.
 * Timon: Grub gulping?
 * Pumbaa: Simba.
 * Timon: Maggot munching?
 * Pumbaa: Still Simba.
 * Timon: [sweating, in trepidation] Snail slurping?!
 * Pumbaa: Oh…uh…nobody. We never had a snail eating contest before.
 * [Cut to a snail in silhouette in the jungle; the original theme from "The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly" from 1967 composed by Ennio Morricone plays. The sun creates a lens-flare wash to Simba and Timon facing off over a monstrous pile of snails. They narrow their eyes at each other in turn; then both flex their paws like gunslingers. Pumbaa is seen cowering in the bushes]
 * Pumbaa: I don't think this is such a good idea.
 * [Simba grabs a snail and slurps it straight out of its shell, leaving slime all over his chin. He slams the shell down and leers at Timon, who yawns theatrically, then slurps down a snail of his own and folds his arms defiantly. Simba raises a paw with four snails, which he slurps down rapid-fire one after the other, then tosses the shells down and grins devilishly. Timon stares back in amazement, his eye twitching; then he swallows four of his own, swats away the shells, and grins a trifle insanely, breathing hard. Cut to Pumbaa in the bushes, looking at one and then the other like in a tennis match, as we hear slurps from one side and then the other in rapid succession. Finally he sinks down in trepidation, and the camera switches back to Simba and Timon slumped against opposite ends of the rock, only one snail left in front of each of them. In extreme perspective, Simba reaches for the last one, groans and shudders, then slurps it down; he belches loudly, then tosses the shell away with a drunken smirk. Timon picks up his last one, his belly bulging out over the edge of the rock; the snail in his hands morphs into Pumbaa, staring back at him]
 * Pumbaa / Snail: I told you this wasn't such a good idea!
 * [Timon suddenly gags, covers his mouth, totters, and collapses; the snail shell flies up into the air, lands, clatters to a halt, and the snail inside pops out and scoots away. The camera trucks back vertically away from Timon, passed out and bloated on the ground next to the pile of shells]
 * Pumbaa: Thus did the pupil surpass the teacher. [he walks slowly up to Timon and helps him up with a tusk; the music stops]
 * Timon: [watching Simba swaggering away to go into a hot tub] Our Simba is growing up. [Timon and Pumbaa stare after him for a beat; then Timon breaks into "Sunrise, Sunset" from "Fiddler On the Roof"] Is this the little boy I carried?
 * Pumbaa: When did he grow to be so tall?
 * Both: Wasn't it yesterday when he…was…small?
 * [Timon and Pumbaa are now having background chorus voices taking up the song. This event turns out to be a flashback. For now, Timon, then Pumbaa, and finally a full-grown Simba with a mane fly into the air, trampolining off a bunch of hanging vines. All three bounce into the air again, and Simba grabs the other two in a midair embrace. The three of them lie on their backs looking up at the stars (no doubt, discussing cosmology); dissolve to the three of them hanging from vines, Simba gently pushing the others so they swing]
 * Both: Sunrise, sunset
 * [Finally, dissolve to Simba and Pumbaa in the bubbling hot-tub pool]
 * Pumbaa: … So you see, that's why they call it a "dung beetle".
 * Simba: Eww. You don't say. And yet, still so tasty.
 * Pumbaa: Oh, yeah. And they're my favorite.
 * [Timon approaches the tub, wearing a leaf around his middle. He tosses the leaf away, dabs a toe in the water, and eases himself in]
 * Timon: Ahhhh. Just what the doctor ordered.
 * Pumbaa: Yep. After a long day of doing nothing, it's good to kick back.
 * Simba: Three pals and no worries. What more could you want?
 * [The three sigh contentedly. They relax silently for a beat]
 * Pumbaa: [yawning luxuriantly and scratching himself] Aaah-hhh-hh. Think I'll turn in for the night.
 * [Pumbaa slowly climbs out; the fart-powered bubbles immediately stop. The "eating a grub for the first time" music plays as realization dawns on Simba and Timon, watching Pumbaa's retreating rump. They stare at the water in horror until they finally scurry out of the water]
 * Timon: I'm out.
 * Simba: Right behind you.
 * [Cut to a view of the waterfall at night. The three start to have a belching contest. The last one is a monstrous belch reverberating across the landscape. The camera switches to Timon, Pumbaa, and Simba lying on their backs looking at the stars]
 * Timon: Nice one.
 * Simba: Heh, thanks. Man, I'm stuffed.
 * Pumbaa: Me, too. I ate like a pig.
 * Simba: … Pumbaa, you are a pig.
 * Pumbaa: Oh. Right. [all three sigh deeply in unison. The "This Land" music softly fades in] Hey, Timon…ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
 * Timon: Fireflies that…got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.
 * Pumbaa: Oh. Gee. I always thought that they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
 * Timon: Simba, what do you think?
 * Simba: [reluctantly] Well…somebody once told me that the Great Kings of the Past are up there — watching over us.
 * Timon: You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us? [tries to keep composure, then…Timon breaks out laughing. Pumbaa joins in; Simba does half-heartedly] Who told you something like THAT!? WHAT MOOK MADE THAT UP?!
 * [The "Lea Halalela" theme rises. Simba looks back up at the stars. He quietly gets up and leaves. The music continues. Simba walks out on a ledge and looks up at the stars; he then collapses to lay on the edge of the ledge. Milkweed floss is stirred into the air by his flop. The camera follows its path; it crosses the desert. Rafiki's hand appears and snatches some it out of the air; he sniffs it, grunts, and bounds down into his tree. He pours the milkweed into a turtle shell, sifts it around, and then eats from the same kind of fruit he anointed Simba with. Examining the milkweed floss again, realization dawns on his face]
 * Rafiki: Simba? He's — he's alive? He, he — he's alive!! [laughing with delight, Rafiki grabs his staff and hand-draws a mane on the smeared image of Simba on the wall] It is time!
 * [Rafiki bounds out of his baobab tree with his staff. The camera zooms in on the painting to dissolve into the next scene]

Bug Football
Awimbawe [etc…] The mighty jungle The lion sleeps tonight In the jungle The mighty jungle The lion sleeps tonight… I can't hear you, buddy, back me up! Pumbaa? Pumbaa? Don't fear my darling The lion sleeps tonight Hush, my darling Don't fear my darling The lion sleeps tonight A-weeee-ee-ee-ee-Awimbawe
 * [Timon is seen playing "rugby", running with a dung beetle in his hand and is seen being chased by Simba]
 * Timon: … And Timon passes the 20 yard, the 30!
 * Simba: Hey, Timon! That's my lunch!
 * Timon: Timon intercepts, he fires the bug-bomb! It's going deep! [now grabbed by Simba with his claws, Timon accidentally shoots the dung beetle…into Pumbaa's mouth] Pumbaa! You're not supposed to eat the ball!
 * Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry.
 * Simba: I suggest maybe we go to find another dung beetle. I'll go one direction and you two go the other.
 * Timon: Whatever you say, Mon Capitan.
 * [Simba and Timon with Pumbaa split directions to find a new dung beetle. The camera switches to Pumbaa singing the familiar bass to "The Lion Sleeps Tonight". Timon joins in as they walk towards the camera]
 * Pumbaa: Awimbawe
 * Timon: In the jungle
 * [Pumbaa has faded out after noticing a dung beetle, having followed the bug stage left. The following line is in full and good falsetto]
 * Timon: A-WIIIII-ii-II-ii-Awimbawe…
 * [Camera switch to Pumbaa following the bug. He is still humming the bass to "The Lion Sleeps Tonight"]
 * Pumbaa: Hush, my darling
 * [Pumbaa stalks the bug up to a log, theatrically hiding behind a tree. When he tries to jump over the log he gets stuck momentarily and looks back, spooked. After a mid silence, Pumbaa looks around, then shrugs, jumping over the log. As he views the bug at close range, the camera (at his viewpoint) switches focus from it to a pair of green eyes out in the grass. The camera closes up on a lioness getting ready to jump. After noticing the lioness, Pumbaa yells before the lioness, with teeth and claws bared starts running to attack him. Pumbaa runs, with the lioness in hot pursuit. She chases Pumbaa around at high speed and Pumbaa gets stuck under the root of a tree by trying to squeeze through; he squeals in fear. Camera switch to a different jungle area]
 * Pumbaa: [off-screen] SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!!!!
 * Timon: [after hearing his friend's cry] Pumbaa? [realizing his friend is in danger, Timon rushes deeper into the jungle to hear where Pumbaa's voice is coming from] Pumbaa! Pumbaa! [he suddenly notices the lioness charging at full speed towards them. Timon gets down and tries to help push Pumbaa out from under the root] WHOA! Jeez! Why do I always have to save your…AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
 * [Timon sees the lioness was about to close on Pumbaa and he is in the line of attack. At the last minute, Simba bounds over Pumbaa and catches the lioness head on at full force. They start fighting savagely]
 * Pumbaa: [rubbing on Pumbaa's butt to calm him down] Don't worry, buddy. I'm here for ya. Everything's gonna be okay. [to Simba] Get her! Bite her head! Go for the jugular. The jugular! [to Pumbaa] See, I told ya he'd come in handy.
 * [The lions tangle for a bit more. The fight becomes a wrestling; the lioness flips Simba and pins him with a loud THUMP. Simba is startled by this; the lioness is still baring her teeth. Simba, however, is very surprised and no longer threatening]
 * Simba: Nala? Is it really you?!
 * Nala: [immediately backs off and looks at Simba, examining him] Who are you?
 * Simba: It's me. Simba!
 * Nala: Simba? [pause for realization] … Whoa!
 * [Simba and Nala run together and greet each other. The greetings are enthused and run over each other. Timon looks completely baffled by this sudden change]
 * Nala: Well, how did you…where did you come from…it's great to see you —
 * Simba: Aaah! How did you…who…Wow! This is cool…it's great to see you —
 * Timon: [after using some snail slime to free Pumbaa from the root] Hey, what's goin' on here?
 * Simba: [still to Nala] What are you doing here?
 * Nala: What do you mean, "What am I doing here?" What are you doing here?
 * Timon: HEY!! WHAT'S GOIN' ON HERE!?
 * Simba: This is Nala; she's my best friend.
 * Nala: [to Simba] Wait til everybody finds out you've been here all this time. And your mother…what will she think? Everyone thinks you're dead. Scar told us about the stampede.
 * Simba: [bows his head sadly; beginning to realize something] What else did he tell you?
 * Nala: What else matters? You're alive. And that means…you're the king.
 * Timon: King? Lady, have you got your lions crossed.
 * Pumbaa: [awestruck] King…!? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet. [Pumbaa bows respectfully, then noisily kisses Simba's paw]
 * Timon: [to Pumbaa] It's not "gravel", it's grovel. And don't! He's not the king. [to Simba] Are you—?
 * Simba: No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be, but — that was a long time ago. [he slowly leaves]
 * Nala: [to Timon and Pumbaa] Could you guys…excuse us for a few minutes? [she apologeticly smiles]
 * Timon: [aghast, then resigned] It starts. You think you know a guy…!
 * [Pumbaa sighs slowly while he and Timon pad off into a bush. Nala has her head bowed down sadly; Simba then notices her]
 * Simba: What is it?
 * Nala: It's like you're back from the dead. You don't know how much this will mean to everyone…what it means to me.
 * Simba: Hey, it's okay.
 * Nala: [rubbing under Simba's chin] I've really missed you.
 * Simba: [startled by Nala's boldness for an instant, then reciprocating] I've missed you, too.

"Can You Feel The Love Tonight?"
And they don't have a clue They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line: Our trio's down to two
 * [Simba and Nala are rubbing heads. We hear Timon letting out a heavy sigh; camera switch to show Timon and Pumbaa watching from the bushes]
 * Timon: This stinks. Him. Her. ALONE.
 * [Cue to the song "Can You Feel the Love Tonight"]
 * Timon: I can see what's happening

[in a sarcastic mock-French accent] Ze sweet caress of twilight [back to normal, but still sarcastic] There's magic everywhere And with all this romantic atmosphere, Disaster's in the air The peace the evening brings? The world, for once, in perfect harmony With all its living things But how to make her see The truth about my past? Impossible! She'd turn away from me But what? I can't decide Why won't he be the king I know he is? The king I see inside? The peace the evening brings? The world, for once, in perfect harmony With all its living things?
 * [A cloud of butterflies rush past the camera where Simba and Nala are seen nuzzling their chins]
 * Timon: [spoken] This is a disaster, Pumbaa. A disaster, I tell ya!
 * Pumbaa: You mean because they've finally found each other like two soulmates joined across the years by the bonds of true love?
 * Timon: [alarmed] She's going to put a steak right through the heart of our Hakuna Matata! Pumbaa…we can't let them feel the love tonight!
 * [The theme song from "Peter Gunn" plays as Timon springs into action. He whispers in Pumbaa's ear; Pumbaa nods, and they high-five. As Simba and Nala gambol among the trees, Timon parts the tall grasses and leans out to arch his eyebrows at the audience; he then fires a blow-dart at Nala, which sticks in her paw. Simba gallantly plucks it out and spits it aside into the bushes, where it hits Timon, who squeals. The "Peter Gunn" music resumes. Timon whispers another plan in Pumbaa's ear, in which the word "spider" is audible; they high-five. Timon holds up a big spider, which winks at us; Timon lowers it like a yo-yo towards the two lions. On the way down, the spider passes a fetching female spider, and the music stops abruptly as the spider hops back up to her. "Can You Feel the Love Tonight" resumes, and the spiders weave a bunch of heart-shaped webs behind the lions as they nuzzle]
 * Pumbaa: [overcome] That's so romantic.
 * [Back to the "Peter Gunn" music. Timon is wrapped up in a cocoon of spider-silk and he groans. As Simba and Nala pass by, Timon (riding on Pumbaa) hurls a huge beehive at them. But the bees stay right there above him in a solid cloud; after a beat, Timon races away with the bees in hot pursuit. Back to "Peter Gunn"; Timon now has several bee stings on his head, a black eye swollen shut, and (as he grins and gives the thumbs-up to Pumbaa) a missing tooth. Pumbaa uncertainly returns the thumbs-up, at the other end of a long vine laid across Simba and Nala's path. The scene passes from Timon and Pumbaa to Simba and Nala in front of a waterfall]
 * Chorus: Can you feel the love tonight?
 * [After walking around each other, taking in each other's movements, they stop to drink at the water while thinking]
 * Simba: So many things to tell her
 * Nala: He's holding back, he's hiding
 * [During the chorus, the following occurs: Simba looks at Nala, smiles, and runs off stage. He runs back on stage, grabs a vine in his mouth and splashes into the middle of the pond. Nala looks out over the still water. Suddenly Simba lunges up under her and pulls her in the pond playfully. She immediately comes out dripping and miffed. When Simba comes out, she playfully pushes him back in. The scene switches to them tussling. The lions on their hind legs mock-wrestle their way across it. Timon and Pumbaa are uncertainly holding the long vine laid across Simba and Nala's path. Nala stumbles backwards over the vine; the two lions collapse down the hillside, rolling all the way to the bottom with Simba ends up pinning Nala for a first; their movement flings Timon and Pumbaa and their vine into the air and across the gully]
 * Chorus: Can you feel the love tonight?

Can you feel the love tonight? You needn't look too far Love is where they are In the way I do Just to be with you It can be assumed
 * [Nala gives him a tiny lick, resembling a kiss. Simba looks startled and stares at Nala. Close-up of Nala, as she stares back with a seductive smile. Close-up of Simba, whose expression changes from a surprised one to a comprehending one. The two rub heads as the last lyrics are sung]
 * Chorus: Stealing through the night's uncertainties
 * Nala: And if he feels the love tonight
 * Simba: It's enough for this restless wanderer
 * [The two lions leave in their courtship routine. The camera angle is now facing Timon and Pumbaa, singing their last of the lyrics]
 * Timon: And if he falls in love tonight,
 * Pumbaa: His carefree days with us are history
 * Both: In short, our pal…is doomed
 * [The two stare at each other, then burst into wild sobbing waterworks]

Remember Who You Are
Dark is the day How can I find my way home?
 * [Dissolve to the fog-shrouded hills at twilight. Camera descends to show Timon and Pumbaa walking dejectedly by a waterfall]
 * Timon: Ah, that's it, buddy. We gave it our best shot, but…he's a goner.
 * Pumbaa: [hearing something in the distance] Maybe not…! Look!
 * [Timon looks, aghast. Camera switch to Nala arguing with Simba, who lays on a "hammock" of vines]
 * Nala: [voice catching, as though barely under control] You've been alive all this time. Why couldn't you come back to Pride Rock?
 * Simba: Well, I just needed to get out on my own. Live my own life. And I did, it's great!
 * Nala: We've really needed you at home.
 * Simba: Nala, we've been through this. I'm not the king. Scar is.
 * Nala: Simba, he let the hyenas take over the Pride Lands.
 * Simba: He did?!
 * Nala: Everything's destroyed. There's no food. No water. Simba, if you don't do something soon, everyone will starve.
 * Simba: I can't go back.
 * Nala: Why?
 * Simba: [hastily leaps off of the hammock] You wouldn't understand.
 * Nala: What wouldn't I understand?
 * Simba: No, no, no. It doesn't matter. Hakuna Matata.
 * Nala: [confused] What?
 * Simba: It's something I've learned out here. Look, sometimes bad things happen, and there's nothing you can do about it. So, why worry?
 * [Simba trots away from Nala, walking on a fallen tree. She trots back up to her childhood friend]
 * Nala: Because it's your responsibility.
 * Simba: Well, what about you? You left.
 * Nala: I left to find help…and I found you. Don't you understand? You're our only hope. What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember.
 * Simba: You're right. I'm NOT. Now, are you satisfied? You know, you're starting to sound like my father.
 * Nala: Good. At least one of us does.
 * Simba: [cut by the comment about his deceased father, he tears into Nala with his next words] Listen! You think you can just show up, and tell me how to live my life?! You don't even know what I've been through!
 * Nala: I would if you'd just tell me!
 * Simba: FORGET IT!
 * Nala: FINE!!!
 * [Simba storms off. Timon and Pumbaa watch from the sidelines]
 * Timon: [excitedly] Pumbaa, do you know what this means?
 * Pumbaa: Uhh…he can't express his feelings, and she has commitment issues?
 * Timon: [cheers] We won! [laughs] We split 'em up!
 * Pumbaa: And…that's a good thing?
 * [Reflective music plays. Pumbaa follows Timon out into the grasslands, where Simba is wrestling with himself]
 * Pumbaa: Uhh…he seems to be taking it kinda hard.
 * Timon: Yeah, I know. Look, I…heh. But it's the best thing for us. I mean, for him.
 * [The clouds gather on the horizon; as Timon turns away, they form into the face of Mufasa]
 * Timon: Ooh, let's go, Pumbaa. I think this storm's coming to a head…
 * [Timon and Pumbaa head back to the oasis]
 * Timon: [as he lays on Pumbaa's stomach in their bed] Hakuna Matata is safe at last, pal, cuz nothin' is gonna take our boy away now.
 * [Camera cut to Simba pacing in a field]
 * Simba: She's wrong. I can't go back. What would it prove, anyway? It won't change anything. You can't change the past.
 * ["Endless Night", the sister song to "Lala", fades in]
 * Simba: Where has the starlight gone?

Home is an empty dream Lost to the night Father, I feel so alone

You promised you'd be there Whenever I needed you Whenever I call your name You're not anywhere

I'm trying to hold on Just waiting to hear your voice One word, just a word will do To end this nightmare

When will the dawning break Oh, endless night Sleepless I dream of the day

When you were by my side Guiding my path Father, I can't find the way

You promised you'd be there Whenever I needed you Whenever I call your name You're not anywhere

I'm trying to hold on Just waiting to hear your voice One word, just a word will do To end this nightmare

I know that the night must end And that the Sun will rise And that the Sun will rise

I know that the clouds must clear And that the Sun will shine And that the Sun will shine Busa le lizwe Busa le lizwe Busa lomhlaba Sabusa le lizwe Sabusa le lizwe Sabusa le lizwe Busa lomhlaba'''
 * [Simba bows his head, choking back tears. He then moves away. Simba lies down on a log over a pond. A rock disturbs the water; Rafiki, now in a nearby tree, does random acrobatics in the trees nearby]
 * Simba: Come on. Will you cut it out? Who are you?
 * Rafiki: [in front of Simba's face] The question is: Whoooo…are you?
 * Simba: [sighs] I thought I knew. Now I'm not so sure.
 * Rafiki: Well, I know who you are. You're Mufasa's boy.
 * [Simba turns around to look at Rafiki from this revelation, shocked. Rafiki is seen in his meditative lotus position on a rock]
 * Simba: You knew my father?
 * Rafiki: Correction. I know your father.
 * Simba: I hate to tell you this, but he died, a long time ago.
 * Rafiki: Nope. Wrong again! [leaps off the rock to a dense jungle area] He's alive! I'll show him to you. You follow old Rafiki; he knows the way. C'mon!
 * [Rafiki leads Simba through the area. Simba has trouble keeping up due to his size. The music slips into African chant. Rafiki is seen flitting through the canopy ahead of Simba, laughing hollowly and whooping. Simba struggles to keep up. Suddenly, Rafiki appears with his hand held up right into Simba's face]
 * Rafiki: [motions to Simba near some reeds] Shhh…Look down there.
 * Simba: [looks over the edge and sees his reflection in a pool of water. He first seems a bit startled, perhaps at his own mature appearance, but then realizes what he's looking at] That's not my father. That's just my reflection.
 * Rafiki: No. Look harder. [motions over the pool. Ripples form, distorting Simba's reflection; they resolve into Mufasa's face] You see, he lives in you.
 * Mufasa: Simba.
 * Simba: Father?
 * [Suddenly, Simba sees his father's spirit in the sky from the heavens above]
 * Mufasa: Simba, you have forgotten me. You have forgotten who you are, and so have forgotten me. Look inside yourself, Simba. You are MORE than what you have become. You must take your place in the Circle of Life.
 * Simba: How can I go back? I'm not who I used to be.
 * Mufasa: Remember who you are. You are my son, and the one true king. Remember who you are. Remember. Remember. Remember.
 * [Mufasa disappears rapidly back into the clouds. Simba then tearfully runs into the fields trying to keep up]
 * Simba: [shouts to his father] No! Please, don't leave me!
 * [Simba is left out in the fields. The wind tosses the grass restlessly. Rafiki approaches]
 * Rafiki: The weather. Very peculiar, don't you think?
 * Simba: Yeah. Looks like the winds are changing.
 * Rafiki: Ahhh, change is good.
 * Simba: Yeah, but it's not easy. I know what I have to do. But, going back means I'll have to face my past. I've been running from it for so long.
 * [Rafiki whacks Simba in the head with his staff]
 * Simba: What was that for?!
 * Rafiki: It doesn't matter. It's in the past.
 * Simba: Yeah, but it still hurts.
 * Rafiki: Oh, yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or…LEARN from it. [swings his staff again at Simba, who ducks out of the way and tosses the staff to the side] No, no, no, no! It's not the stick! [picks up his staff, then notices Simba running back] Hey! Where are you goin'!?
 * Simba: I'm going back!
 * [Simba was heading back home. Music rises into celebratory "Busa" theme. A few shooting stars zing across the sky]
 * BS: '''Busa le lizwe

"Simba Needs Us"

 * [Camera switch to Timon and Pumbaa sleeping from their success at splitting Simba and Nala up. Timon is curled up on Pumbaa; Pumbaa is lying on his back]
 * Nala: [however, she still appears in the jungle; Nala taps Timon with her paw] Hey. Hey. Wake up.
 * [Timon wakes up and see Nala's eyes in his view. He starts screaming and Pumbaa joins in]
 * Timon and Pumbaa: Aaaaahhh!
 * Nala: It's okay. Whoa. Whoa. It's okay. It's me.
 * Timon: Don't ever do that again! Carnivores, ugh!
 * Nala: Have you guys seen Simba?
 * Timon: I thought he was with…
 * [We hear Rafiki's laugh. He's sitting in a tree above them]
 * Rafiki: [chuckles] You won't find him here. The king…has returned!
 * Nala: [she realizes what Rafiki means] He's gone back!
 * Timon: [he looks to the tree. Rafiki has already disappeared] Hey! What's goin' on here? Who's the monkey?!
 * Nala: Simba's gone to challenge Scar.
 * Timon: Who?!
 * Nala: Scar.
 * Pumbaa: Who's got a scar?
 * Nala: No, it's his uncle.
 * Timon: The monkey's his uncle?!
 * Nala: No. Simba's gone back to challenge his uncle to take his place as king.
 * Both: Ohhh…
 * Timon: [aghast] He's gone? What do you MEAN, he's gone?!
 * Nala: It's just like the baboon said. The king has returned. [fluttery music plays as Timon and Pumbaa stare at Nala, looking completely dumbfounded] Okay, look. Simba's the rightful king. But after he disappeared, Scar proclaimed himself the king and formed an alliance with the hyenas… [continues unintelligibly off-screen]
 * [Pumbaa and Timon are thinking, with concerned expressions]
 * Pumbaa: Poor, Simba. The treachery…the villainy…the sheer indescribable horror!
 * Timon: Why is she toying with us? She tried to eat us!
 * Nala: [crickets chirp in the background for a beat before she gets frustrated] Don't you get it?! Simba NEEDS us! NOW! [she runs off after Simba]
 * Timon: "He needs us"? Then he shouldn't have left us! If he wants to run off to be "His Highness", well, I say, don't let the branches hit you on the way out! Leave Hakuna Matata to someone who appreciates it. [strides off stubbornly]
 * Pumbaa: But, Timon, it's not really Hakuna Matata without Simba.
 * Timon: Not Hakuna Matata? That's crazy talk. Crazy talk, I tell ya! Nothing's changed here. We had Hakuna Matata before Simba, and we've still got it now.
 * Pumbaa: [insisting that went with Timon to help Simba] We gotta go help our friend, Timon!
 * Timon: Et tu, Pumbaa? You're just gonna walk away, give up on all this!? What happened to Friends stick together to the end?! Huh? Huh? Huh?
 * Pumbaa: [incisively, Pumbaa stalks off. He then looks back over his shoulder to see Timon flopping down in the bed] I was about to ask you the same thing.
 * Timon: [Pumbaa stares at Timon lying in the bed, tapping his toe for a beat. He finally turns and trots off, a tear in his eye. Timon begins to soliloquize to convince himself he's doing the right thing] Now, this is more like it! ELBOW ROOM!!! ["ELBOW ROOM!!!" echoes an absurd number of times as the camera pulls back repeatedly; Timon collapses in despair] Uhhhh. Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy. [trying to sing to cheer himself up; scene switches to various places where the trio used to hang out] Hakuna Matata…what a wonderful phrase… [weakly] Hakuna…Matata… [pathetically] …ain't no passing craze…it means…unnghh…"No Worries".
 * [Timon curls up in the indentation where he used to watch the stars; the other two indentations are empty. Just then, Rafiki dangles into the picture, as if he was to deliver a final message to Timon. He then holds his hands out in rejection]
 * Timon: You. No, no, no. Don't say a word. I know what you're gonna say. [imitating Rafiki] So, did you find Hakuna Matata? [as himself, with forced happiness and that gracious air] Well, yes, I did. Thank you very much. And I am happy…happy, happy, deliriously happy! [imitating Rafiki] Ho ho! I see! Happy, is it? So, if you're so happy, why do you look so miserable? [Timon switches back to himself; Rafiki stares sardonically at the camera] Why should I be miserable? Oh, I don't know. Maybe my two best pals in the world deserted me. Heh. They've…they've headed off on some heroic mission. [turns despairing] My friends…are gone. [Timon then comes with a starling revelation, to which he sees the truth] And…my Hakuna Matata went with them. [Rafiki nods slowly, smiling and points to the right direction] Thanks! I'm glad we had this talk. [he clicks his tongue, then rushes off]
 * Rafiki: [to the audience] My work here is done.

"Friends Stick Together to the End"
Busa le lizwe bo Busa lomhlaba wethu Busa ngo xolo Busa le lizwe bo Busa le lizwe bo Busa lomhlaba wethu Busa ngo xolo
 * [Cut to the dunes across the gorge. As heroic music plays, Pumbaa gallops in slow-motion across the gorge, where years ago, was caught in the stampede. Timon suddenly dashes at normal speed past the slow-motion Pumbaa; Pumbaa skids to a stop in confusion. Timon looks back at Pumbaa, who looks at him questioningly]
 * Timon: [with humility] Friends stick together to the end. [Pumbaa gasps joyfully, then he with Timon rush together and embrace, sobbing. Then a question pops out of Timon's mind] What was with the running? If you can call that "running".
 * Pumbaa: I was giving you time to catch up. [lowers himself so that Timon can hop on] We got a fight to catch!
 * [Timon grabs Pumbaa's ears; Pumbaa rears up and paws the air like a mustang and gallops off (at full speed now) toward the dark and drought-ravaged Pride Lands]
 * Timon: This is the stuff of legends. An epic struggle — the place where heroes are born. Pumbaa…this could be our finest hour.
 * [Cut to a view of the blistering desert where Simba is running across. A layover of his slow-motion run is seen; the "Busa" theme plays]
 * Chorus: Busa le lizwe bo
 * [Cut to Simba where he slowly crosses the desolated land. He reaches the lip of a cliff and looks out over his former home]
 * Nala: Simba, wait up! [she trots up next to Simba on the ledge] … It's awful, isn't it?
 * Simba: I didn't wanna believe you. I finally got some sense knocked into me. And I've got the bump to prove it. Besides, this is my kingdom. If I don't fight for it, who will?
 * Nala: I will.
 * Simba: It's gonna be dangerous.
 * Nala: [quoting young Simba] "Danger? Ha! I laugh in the face of danger." [laughs in determination]
 * Timon: [he with Pumbaa arrive behind the two lions] I see nothing funny about this.
 * Simba: Timon? Pumbaa!? What are you doing here?!
 * Pumbaa: At your service, my liege.
 * Timon: [of the decimated Pride Rock] We're gonna fight your uncle … for this?
 * Simba: Yes, Timon. This is my home.
 * Timon: Talk about your fixer-upper. Well, Simba, if it's important to you, we're with ya to the end!
 * [Simba smiles appreciatively. Camera switch to Simba, Nala, Timon, and Pumbaa sneaking up to the edge of Pride Rock to observe hordes of hyenas eating bones]
 * Timon: Hyenas…I hate hyenas! [to Simba, whispering] So, what's your plan for getting past those guys?
 * Simba: You guys have to create a diversion by using live bait.
 * Timon: [incredulously] Hey! What do you want me to do? Dress in drag, and do the hula?!
 * [Camera switch to Timon in a hula outfit. The music sung is "The Hawaiian War Chant" much like the Spike Jones arrangement. Pumbaa is set up like a roast pig, even with an apple in his mouth. Jungle drum riff as the hyenas turn to notice Timon and Pumbaa]
 * Timon: LUAU!

If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat, Eat my buddy Pumbaa here, 'cause he is a treat!

Come on down and dine, On this tasty swine, All you hafta do is get in line [''the drooling hunger hyenas approach. Parenthetical parts are Pumbaa singing; the apple is at his feet''] Aaaaare ya achin'? Fooooor some bacon? Heeee's a big pig! You could be a big pig, too! OY!
 * [They run off screaming to lead some of the hyenas away. Simba and Nala make it by]
 * Simba: [determinedly] Nala, you find my mother and rally the lionesses. I'll look for Scar.
 * [The two lions split ways. Timon and Pumbaa lead the hyenas over a rise and into a cave, screaming. Silence falls as the hyenas search for them inside the cave, holding for a beat. Suddenly, a powerful explosion suddenly sounds inside the cave, with a cloud of gas billowing out the cave entrance]
 * Hyenas: Aaaaahhh! Get outta the way!
 * [The hyenas flee out of the cave in a panic. Timon and Pumbaa emerge triumphantly; Pumbaa snorts like a bull. Timon rides on top of his head, looking like General George S. Patton. "Ride of the Valkyries" by Richard Wagner echoes in the score]
 * Timon: [inhales deeply] Ahh…I love the smell of Pumbaa in the morning!
 * [The ground suddenly begins to crumble under their feet]
 * Ma: Hey, hey, hey. Move your tush, honey!
 * [Pumbaa skips out of the way of the newly opened hole; Ma and Uncle Max are standing in it with Timon looking atonished. Max looks floored to see his nephew]
 * Timon: Ma?! Uncle Max?!
 * Ma: Oh, Timmy!
 * Max: Tee-mon?
 * Timon: What are you doing here?
 * Ma: Looking for you! Aww. Mommy's here. [embraces her son]
 * [Pause for a beat while Uncle Max glowers disapprovingly and fingers the flower in Timon's hair; Timon grins sheepishly. Uncle Max grumbles under his breath. If Fearless Buzz were alive, he wouldn't know if he should make heads or tails about this decision]
 * Timon: Well, let me introduce you to my best friend. [making introductions] Pumbaa: Ma, Uncle Max. Uncle Max, Ma: Pumbaa.
 * Pumbaa: [gasps at a sight beyond them] Aah! Look! There's Simba!
 * [Simba is making his way up Pride Rock. Scar calling his mother causes him to pause and watch]
 * Scar: Sarabiiiii!
 * [Sarabi is ascending Pride Rock. She only glares disdainfully at the hyenas; they growl and snap at her heels]
 * Scar: Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job.
 * Sarabi: [calmly] The herds have moved on.
 * Scar: You're just not looking hard enough.
 * Sarabi: It's over. There is nothing left. We have only one choice: We must leave Pride Rock.
 * Scar: We're not going anywhere.
 * Sarabi: Then you have sentenced us to death!
 * Scar: So be it.
 * Sarabi: [disgusted with her brother-in-law] You can't do that!
 * Scar: I am the king! I can do whatever I want!
 * Sarabi: If you were half the king Mufasa was, you would never have made this choice!
 * Scar: [angrily backhands Sarabi, knocking her to the ground] I was TEN TIMES the King Mufasa was!!!
 * [Simba appears on the ledge, visibly angry and growling loudly at Scar for hitting his mother. Scar mistakes Simba as Mufasa and is understandably frightened]
 * Scar: Mufasa? No. You're dead.
 * Sarabi: [awakens at her son's nudge, but mistakes him as Mufasa as Scar did] Mufasa?
 * Simba: No. It's me.
 * Sarabi: [delighted] Simba? You're alive!? [confused] How can that be?!
 * Simba: It doesn't matter…I'm home. [he nods his mother's head]
 * Scar: [confused] Simba? [back in form] Simba! I'm a little surprised to see you, alive.
 * [Scar gives Shenzi, Banzai and Ed above him an angry look. They gulp audibly and slink into the shadows]
 * Simba: [as Sarabi watches on with some pride] Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart.
 * Scar: Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom —
 * Simba: Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.
 * Scar: Well, I would, heh, naturally, however, there is one little problem. You see them? [points to the horde of snarling hyenas above him] They think I'm king.
 * Nala: Well, we don't. Simba is the rightful king.
 * [Nala with the hunting party of lionesses that Scar mentioned soon arrive. They help Sarabi back up]
 * Simba: The choice is yours, Scar: Either step down or fight.
 * Scar: Oh, must it all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member. Wouldn't you agree, Simba?
 * Simba: That won't work, Scar. I've put it behind me.
 * Scar: What about your faithful subjects? Have they put it behind them?
 * Nala: [wanting to know what's going on] Simba, what is he talking about?
 * Scar: [with a sinister grin] Ahh, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now is your chance to tell them. Tell them — who is responsible for Mufasa's death!
 * [Scar's last line causes the lionesses to start. All are concentrating on Simba]
 * Simba: [regretfully steeling himself, then taking a step forward] I am.
 * Sarabi: [approaches to her son with much grief] It's not true. Tell me it's not true.
 * Simba: … It's true.
 * Scar: You see? He admits it. Murderer! [lightning crashes behind his head to emphasize the line]
 * Simba: No. It was an accident.
 * Scar: [walks around Simba in a circle as he accuses him] If it weren't for you, Mufasa would still be alive. It's your fault he's dead. Do you deny it?
 * Simba: No.
 * Scar: [severely] THEN…YOU'RE…GUILTY.
 * Simba: No. I'm not a murderer!
 * [Lightning switch to Timon, his family and Pumbaa in their viewpoint to show Simba being backed toward the precipice by Scar]
 * Timon: Oh, good, they're talking things out. Which is how it should be. You know, I have a feeling everything's gonna be just fine.
 * [Lightning switch back to Scar, who is backing Simba up the length of Pride Rock]
 * Scar: Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone knows why!
 * [After Scar's last sentence, Simba slips over the edge and is clinging to the ledge by his forepaws. Lightning strikes below, igniting a fire. Scar sits back and pretends to think]
 * Scar: Now, this looks familiar. Hmm. Where have I seen this before, let me think. Oooh, yes, I remember. This is just the way your father looked before he died. [grabs Simba with his claws as he did Mufasa. He whispers into Simba's ear] And here's my little secret: I killed Mufasa!
 * [Simba has a quick memory flashback to that fateful instant. His voice blends with his younger voice in the scream of when his father fell. With full rage, Simba lunges up and pins down Scar. Scar is caught completely by surprise and is understandably very nervous and shaken]
 * Scar: No, Simba, please!
 * Pumbaa: [cut back to him alongside Timon and his family seeing Scar pinned down] The hyenas are up there protecting Scar. What do we do?
 * Timon: Well, I've got a plan… [in pep-talk mode] Ma, Uncle Max: You're going to dig a trap. We're going to need — dare I say it? — tunnels…lots and lots of tunnels. And Pumbaa. You and me…we've gotta get those hyenas away from Simba. Let's ride Pumbaa! [hops onto Pumbaa; they gallop off as heroic music rises]
 * Ma: [reflectively] You know, there's something…different about Timon.
 * Max: You think? [frantically yelling] He's wearing a DRESS!

The Battle for Pride Rock

 * [Lightning switch back to Simba, who has pinned down Scar]
 * Simba: Murderer! [the lionesses are startled by this new revelation] Tell them the truth!
 * Scar: Truth? But, truth is in the eye of the beholder… [Simba starts to choke him] Alright. Alright. [quietly, venomously] I did it.
 * Simba: So they can hear you.
 * Scar: I killed Mufasa!
 * [Nala and Sarabi start towards Scar, the hyenas attack Simba in a wall of teeth. The lionesses join in. The battle for Pride Rock has begun. We see Pumbaa and Timon come in; Pumbaa is charging with Timon riding him. Hyenas are flying everywhere]
 * Pumbaa: Heeeeeee-yaaaaaah!
 * Timon: Excuse me. Pardon me. Comin' through hot stuff! [bowling strike sound effect as hyenas fly] We've gotta split up!
 * [Timon and Pumbaa split directions and continue to fight the hyenas; Rafiki whacks a hyena off Simba. Camera switch to him; with a battle scream, he joins the fray. As a bit of comic relief, Rafiki is fighting in kung-fu "B-movie" style, complete with cheesy sound effects. Camera switch to Timon running from Shenzi into the den. Zazu spots him; Timon runs into his cage for safety from the hyenas]
 * Zazu: Let me out! LET ME OUT!
 * Timon: Lemme in! Lemme in! [to the snickering hyenas, pleading] Please, don't eat me.
 * Pumbaa: [appearing at the cave's entrance] Drop 'em!
 * Banzai: Hey? Who's the pig?
 * Pumbaa: You talkin' to me?
 * Timon: Uh-oh, you called him a pig.
 * Pumbaa: You talkin' to me?!
 * Timon: You shouldn't have done that.
 * Pumbaa: Are you talkin' to ME?
 * Timon: Now, you're in for it.
 * Pumbaa: [parodying a reference from the 1967 film "In the Heat of the Night"] THEY CALL ME MISTER PIG!
 * [With full rage, Pumbaa yells out a battle cry and plows at the hyenas, freeing Zazu and Timon from breaking the bone cage. Off-screen, the three then start to yell and attack the hyenas. Ed, who hears the attack, gets hit by a thrown Shenzi and Banzai, and the three then flee in a panic. Timon, Pumbaa and Zazu come out of the den, cheering, then start the Arsenio Hall "Ooh, ooh" chant. Cut to Scar running away from Simba, with the hyenas chasing after, while sparks from the fire fly all around. They all wind their way to an area near the top of Pride Rock, where the hyenas corner Simba, who snarls at them. Timon points to Pumbaa where the hyenas are, and they look down on them from a ledge above]
 * Timon: Hey, Pumbaa! What do you call a hyena with half a brain?
 * Pumbaa: Beats me, Timon. What?
 * Timon: [Simba sneaks away from the hyenas. Shenzi and Banzai listen to the punchline] GIFTED!
 * [Timon and Pumbaa laugh; Shenzi and Banzai scowl angrily. Ed bursts out laughing before Banzai smacks him by the cheek]
 * Banzai: They're talkin' about us.
 * Shenzi: [menacing, advancing on the duo] For your last meal, you're gonna eat those words.
 * [Pumbaa and Timon are grinning from the ledge above; suddenly they both zip away, leaving dust clouds in their own shapes that linger for a few moments. They scream as they run down the side of Pride Rock, until they reach a tunnel entrance]
 * Timon: [calling into the hole] Ma! I think we got their attention!
 * [Camera pans down into the underground, where Uncle Max is busily digging, and Ma is carrying support beams]
 * Ma: Not yet! Keep stalling!
 * Max: [singing obsessively] Digga tunnah, dig, digga tunnah…
 * [Cut back to Timon and Pumbaa, backed up against a rock wall and illuminated by the red firelight]
 * Timon: [panicked] Ooookay…
 * [Khachaturian's "Sabre Dance" plays; Timon begins juggling sticks and dishes, while Pumbaa gestures toward him and grins. The hyenas stop dead, bewildered]
 * Banzai: [nonplussed] You gotta be kidding me.
 * [The music stops; Timon stands with the dishes balanced on the sticks on his nose and hands, spinning]
 * Timon: [even more panicked] Now, Ma!?
 * Ma: [from underground] Need more time, honey!
 * [Offenbach's "Cancan" plays. Timon throws the sticks and dishes away; he and Pumbaa link arms and dance, grinning tensely. The music peters out as the hyenas glare at them and look insulted]
 * Timon: [grasping at straws] Um. Freestyle?
 * [Hip-hop music plays as Timon and Pumbaa start breakdancing. Shenzi applauds while Banzai cheers and Ed laughs]
 * Shenzi: Ooh, encore, encore!
 * Banzai: No, no, no. You mean, "entree, entree!".
 * Shenzi: No, you right. Let's just eat 'em. [she with the hyenas advance on them]
 * Timon: [at the edge of his wits] Is it ready yet, Ma?!
 * Ma: [from underground] Not yet! Keep stalling!
 * [Timon nervously drums his fingertips together, chatters his teeth, and bites his nails as the hyenas approach with sinister laughter. Timon gets an idea; he waves his arms in a "time-out" signal]
 * Timon: Waaait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on a second.
 * Pumbaa: [confused, then severe] Uh, Timon? What are you doin'?
 * Timon: [theatrically, down on one knee, proposal-style] Shenzi Marie Predatora Veldetta Jacquelina Hyena. Would you do me the honor of becoming my "bride"?
 * [Pumbaa gulps, his mouth falling wide open and Shenzi looks dumbfounded]
 * Shenzi: … I don't think so!
 * Timon: Shenzi Marie, please. I know what you're thinking: "We're too different." "It'll never work." "What will the children look like?"
 * [Pumbaa is still frozen in shock]
 * Shenzi: Ooh, that violates so many laws of nature.
 * Timon: Listen to me! The problems of a couple of wacky kids like us don't amount to hill of termites in this nutty Circle-of-Life thing. And so I ask you: If not now, when? If not me, who? [miserably pleading] I'm lonely.
 * Pumbaa: [tapping Timon on the shoulder; sniffling, putting the best face on his shattered emotions] Can I be your best man?
 * Banzai: I say we skip the wedding, and go straight to the buffet!
 * [As the hyenas draw near, Ma pops up from the hole]
 * Ma: Now?
 * Timon: [nonchalantly] Sure, if you're ready.
 * Ma: [noticing the hyenas] Oh! [drops back down into the hole; calls to Max] Now, Max! Now!
 * Max: [kicks out one of the tunnel supports, which falls and takes out the rest in a series, like dominoes] Hyenas in the hole! [The ground under the hyenas crumbles and collapses; they back off, yelping, as the crack follows them rapidly. The crack suddenly stops expanding as one of the supports hits an embedded rock and doesn't fall. The hyenas stop retreating, and look back at Timon and Pumbaa angrily. Uncle Max and Ma pop out of the hole] I need help. It didn't work.
 * Banzai: Hey, it works for me!
 * [Ma and Uncle Max are backed up against the rock wall. The hyenas are approaching again with sinister laughter]
 * Ma: [panicked] What are we gonna do?
 * [Timon first looks terrified; then he looks at the ground under the hyenas, noticing where the crack ends up. Timon decided it was time to take action. This was his chance to be a hero! Even if he didn't make it, just imagine what the songs will sing of his sacrifice. He steels himself, then runs headlong at Shenzi, aiming between her legs. Lightning flashes as Ma yells after him]
 * Ma: Timon, no!
 * [Timon dives into the crack and rushes along it, pursued by the hyenas' growls and snapping teeth. He makes it past, and the hyenas lose interest in him, focusing back on Pumbaa, Ma, and Max]
 * Banzai: Let's get 'em.
 * [Max and Ma hug each other in terror. Timon dives for the last tunnel support; it crumbles on impact. The hyenas leap for their victims; Pumbaa, Ma, and Max gasp and steel themselves as lightning flashes. As Shenzi lands right in front of them, however, the ground gives way, followed by the whole ledge area collapsing into a huge crater, swallowing all the hyenas whole. The hyenas slide through a huge subterranean tunnel complex, screaming, until they disappear into the darkness]
 * Max: [triumphantly] We did it! WE DID IT!
 * Ma: [consumed with worry; shaking Max by the chest hair] Where's Timon? Where's my baby? He's hurt. [she flings Max away] Oh, no. Oh, no, he's dead! [he grabs Pumbaa by the nose and slams him to the ground, looking downright insane] Or worse! W-we gotta find him. We've gotta find him!
 * Timon: [emerging from the hole] It's okay, Ma.
 * Ma: [grabs Timon and starts shaking him, cracking his back] Oh, please. It is not okay…don't you tell me it's okay…! [recognizing her son is alive, she gasps with joy] Timmy! [embraces him in a bear hug] Mmm-mm! My son…the hero! [reaches up as though to comb his hair, but catches herself; she looks at her hands in embarrassment]
 * Timon: [lowering his head so Ma can reach it] You missed a spot. [she combs it and dusts him off]
 * Max: [overcome crying, he is finally proud of his nephew!] That's so beautiful! [grabs Timon and hugs him tight around the neck]
 * Timon: [eyes bugging out] Choking…not breathing…!
 * Ma: [feeling impressed, she turns to her son] You've really come a long way, Timon. Did you find what you were looking for?
 * Timon: I found a place that was beyond my wildest dreams. But…it still wasn't home. [he extends his hand out to take Ma's] I want to take you there…since it seems more like home with you…
 * [Scar runs up to the edge and sees the sheer drop. Simba leaps up to confront him at the cliff-like edge. Scar is very apprehensive, seeing he is cornered and at Simba's mercy]
 * Simba: Murderer.
 * Scar: Simba. Simba, please. Please, have mercy. I beg you.
 * Simba: You don't deserve to live.
 * Scar: But, Simba, I…am…family. [regaining composure] It's the hyenas…who are the real enemy. It was their fault. It was their idea.
 * [Shenzi is in the background. She overhears and backs away growling at Scar's betrayal]
 * Simba: Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie.
 * Scar: What are you going to do? You wouldn't kill your own uncle.
 * Simba: No, Scar. I'm not like you.
 * Scar: Oh, Simba, thank you. You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. And how can I, ah…prove myself to you? Tell me. I mean, anything.
 * Simba: Run. Run away, Scar and never return.
 * Scar: [as his eyes sink slowly down] Yes. Of course. [as Scar slowly slinks away (with Simba glaring at him in anger), he notices a pile of hot coals] As you wish, your MAJESTY!!!! [Scar suddenly swipes the coals into Simba's face. Simba wails in pain before there is a fight in slow motion. Both Scar and Simba land heavy blows before Simba gets knocked on his back. Scar now parodies a famous line from William Shakespeare's "Hamlet"] Now, cracks a noble heart. — Good night, sweet prince, and may the Kings of the Past sing thee to thy rest! [as he leaps through the flames to attack, Simba gathers courage and uses Scar's momentum in a "throw" similar to Nala's fighting tactics to send him flying over the edge. He tumbles to the bottom, passing Timon, Pumbaa, Ma, and Uncle Max as they watch. Scar weakly gets up, then notices Shenzi, Banzai and Ed approaching and smiles; Ed has a very angry look on his face] Ahh, my friends.
 * Shenzi: "Friends"? I heard he said we were the enemy.
 * Banzai: That's what I heard.
 * Both: Ed?
 * Ed: [giggles madly, then licks his lips. For once, he actually says one word] Yeah!
 * Scar: [the horde of hyenas laugh and surrender close on Scar] No. No. L-L-Let me explain. No. You don't understand. No! I didn't mean for…no! No! Look, I'm sorry I called you…NO!
 * [The camera moves away and we can only see the shadows as the horde of hyenas closes on and devours Scar]

"He Lives In You"
Dig, digga tunnah When you're done ya dig a bigga tunnah Digga tunnah, Dig, dig a tunnah Quick, before the hyena come! DIG!
 * [A rain storm opens up and douses the fire; thunder is seen in one of the storm clouds. Camera cut to a group of lionesses named the "Outsiders" led by Zira leaving the Pride Lands, walking across a river; Zira is walking aside her infant red cub. Simba turns aside to Timon and Pumbaa, who bow formally to him as the "King of Pride Rock" music plays]
 * Simba: [he embraces the duo] I couldn't have done it without you guys. [Simba then leaves to meet with the other lionesses, including Sarabi and Nala]
 * Pumbaa: [proudly, but not a little wistfully] That's our boy.
 * Timon: I promised myself I wasn't gonna cry. [breaks down in a verge of tears in joy; Pumbaa pats gently on Timon's back to make him feel better]
 * Zazu: [to Simba] Your Majesty.
 * [Simba comes down and greets his mother and Nala. He nuzzles his mother first, then Nala]
 * Marmot: [pops his head from the groun and salutes] News from the underground: Good ruling, Captain!
 * Rafiki: [gestures his staff with a rattling noise for Simba to take his place as king. He starts up the slope, and pauses to embrace Rafiki as his father did] It is time.
 * [Very majestically, Simba ascends through the rain. Nala, Sarabi, Zazu, Timon and Pumbaa, Ma and Uncle Max broadly watch Simba walking up Pride Rock slowly. Through a hole in the clouds we can see a patch of stars. The constellation of Leo shines out briefly and brightly than the other stars in the Blue Night sky.]
 * Mufasa: Remember…
 * [Simba's expression gains confidence and strength. Simba roars at the tip of the promontory with pride as the rest of the pride roars back (off-screen). The meerkats and Pumbaa all share a look]
 * Timon: Ya know what, Pumbaa, my friend?
 * Pumbaa: What is it, Timon?
 * Timon: Looks like it's time to show my colony what life is like without predators.
 * [Switch to the savannah in full bloom again before it shows Timon and Pumbaa walking to the Pit of Shame. Scenes of the colony of meerkats all busily digging a network of tunnels, singing as they work. As they sing, they pass by paintings of Buzz ordering meerkat workers, wacking a hyena back with a stick, and getting cornered to meet his doom by a group of hyenas]
 * Meerkats: [singing] Digga tunnah,

Digga tunnah, Dig, digga tunnah You can dig and never get dunnah Digga tunnah, (Dig a little faster) Dig, digga tunnah What was that?! [pause to listen] Quick, before the hyena come! DIG!

Sing the Ballad of Fearless Buzz Greatest meerkat there ever was Said no meerkat should have to hide Wiped his paws as he went outside Fought a fearsome hyena back Beat him til he was blue and black But forgot hyenas roam in the pack Meerkat brave, it was meerkat snack DIG!

Digga tunnah, Dig, digga tunnah (Digga tunnah) When you're done, ya dig a bigga tunnah. Digga tunnah, (Dig a little faster) Dig, digga tunnah. What was that?! Dig, dig a tunnah Never gonna dig another tunnah Digga tunnah, Dig, digga tunnah Never more the hyena come! Bravest meerkat we've ever known Led his family to the promised land Bravest meerkat we've ever known! It's Timon-o-rama time! I've never been the type I ain't asking for a lot, but what is mine is mine You never want to argue with a chorus line That's all I need Whoa, whoa, I beg and plead! That Is All IIIIIIII neeeeeeeed All I need!! Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala
 * [The meerkats pop their heads out to see Simba, Timon with his family and Pumbaa arriving to the Pit of Shame]
 * Timon: Everyone! Everyone! I have good news and bad news!
 * Fred: What's the bad news?
 * Timon: The bad news is: You don't have to dig tunnels anymore! [the colony brakes into a frenzy, screaming; Simba roars to stop the rampage] The good news is: We don't have to worry about hyenas anymore! [this time, the colony of meerkats burst into cheers] I know a place where we can live free from predators, follow me!
 * [The camera dissolves to the rotating sweep that introduced the Jungle setting; Timon is now showing it off to Ma, much for her delight]
 * Timon: Welcome to our new home…a predator-free environment!
 * Ma: [gives her son a hug] I gotta hand it to you. Timon. This place has EVERYTHING.
 * Timon: Well, now that we're all here, it does.
 * [Timon and Ma climb up on Pumbaa's snout as epiphany music hinting at "Hakuna Matata" begins playing. Wipe to the inner jungle, where Max is leading a group of meerkats in a session of tai-chi]
 * Max: [slowly, demonstrating his movements; the meerkats all copy him] The crane…spreads its wings…turns…with dainty hands…
 * [Cut to meerkats arrayed along the edge of a pool, arms all upraised; one by one they dive into the water as they sing]
 * Meerkats: Digga tunnah,
 * [A meerkat chorus line of butterfly wings are swept out of the way; Timon dances and cavorts with a Carmen Miranda-esque hat of colorful bugs]
 * Meerkats: Sing the praises of brave Timon
 * [Uncle Max relaxes in the vine hammock with a drink, while bugs fall all around. Meerkats and Pumbaa take turns on the trampoline]
 * Meerkats: Never dreamed he'd help Simba shine
 * Pumbaa: Proved it's cool to hang out with swine!
 * [A line of meerkats fish for bugs under a log]
 * Meerkats: Accidentally saved the day
 * Timon: [posing next to Ma] Planned it so it would look that way!
 * Meerkats: And brought us out of the dirt and sand
 * [Timon and Ma, perched on Pumbaa's head, dive over a series of waterfalls. The meerkats all swim in the pools at the bottom, singing; Pumbaa with the two meerkats on his head rise out of the water, balanced on Simba's belly as he comes to the surface]
 * Meerkats: Sing the praises of brave Timon
 * Timon: A dream sublime
 * Meerkats: You'll have a perfect home
 * Timon: To fall for all that hype
 * Meerkats: Where no hyenas roam
 * Timon: About the meerkat role
 * Meerkats: Where it's a shoe-in cinch
 * Timon: In some organic hole
 * Meerkats: Where you don't have to flinch
 * Timon: And all that circle rot
 * Meerkats: And stand on guard as if
 * Timon: Is just a cunning plot
 * Meerkats: You've mastered scratch 'n sniff
 * Timon: For coming to the crunch
 * Meerkats: A fantasy sublime
 * Timon: I ain't nobody's lunch
 * Meerkats: Timon-o-rama time
 * Timon: This isn't for the birds, it isn't monkeyshine
 * [Dissolves later into black. Sunrise over the Pride Lands. Animals of all types make their way to Pride Rock: including elephants, giraffes, wildebeest, antelope, foxes, meerkats, eagles, parrots and hippos]
 * Rafiki: [narrating] In the weeks that passed, Timon and Pumbaa left the jungle again, this time on personal orders from Simba: Nala was about to give birth to a cub.
 * Chorus: Ingonyama nengw' enamabala

Night And the spirit of life Calling Mamela

And a voice With the fear of a child Answers Oh, mamela We ndodana ye sizwe sonke
 * [Rafiki is standing on the tip of the Pride Rock promontory, exhorting the animals gathering below him]
 * Chorus: Ubukhosi bo khokho

Wait There's no mountain too great Hear the words and have faith Have faith

Hela hey mamela Hela hey mamela

Hela hey mamela Hela hey mamela He lives in me He watches over Everything we see Into the water Into the truth In your reflection He lives in you Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala Ingonyama nengw' enamabala There's no mountain to great Hear the words and have faith Have faith
 * [Mufasa appears in the clouds; Rafiki is blown by the wind, and he gestures to all the gathered animals below, who bow down before the spirit. Baampu, Monti, Princess Claudia, King Leopold, Nobi, Tigress, Smolder and Little Jimmy from the television series "The Lion King's Timon & Pumbaa" seem to appear below in the crowds of animals]
 * Chorus: He lives in you
 * [A giraffe looks up, and Zazu flies in towards Pride Rock. Simba and Nala are there; Rafiki takes Kiara from Nala's mouth and holds her up before the assembled crowd. The animals all cheer, and Simba and Nala are blown by the wind from the approving figure of Mufasa]
 * Chorus: So, wait

He lives in you He lives in me He watches over Everything we see Into the water Into the truth In your reflection He lives in you
 * [Kiara struggles playfully in Rafiki's grip. After much cheering from the crowd, he lowers her to be nuzzled by Nala. Timon and Pumbaa stand nearby]
 * Timon: Pumbaa, look at the little guy. A chip off the old block! And you gotta know who's gonna raise him…
 * Pumbaa: His parents?
 * Timon: But who's gonna teach him the really important stuff? Like how to belch… [lets out a loud belch] …and dig for grubs? [hops off of Pumbaa] I'm tellin' ya, buddy, it's gonna be like old times. You, me…and the little guy.
 * Rafiki: [chuckling] It is a girl.
 * Both: GIRL!? Oy!
 * [The two collapse with dead faint]

Trouble in the Outlands

 * [Thunder and wind. Camera passes some calmly grazing antelope; we close on Rafiki's baobab tree]
 * Rafiki: [we see he is painting on the trunk of the tree: a new cub, with the ceremonial mark across the forehead, next to the old drawing of Simba. Wind blows Rafiki's hair wildly, signifying Mufasa's presence] Ooh, Mufasa…such a day this has been! Princess Kiara's birth…another Circle of Life is complete, and the Pride's future is once again secure. [suddenly, thundering wind blows at the paintings, scattering some of the markings] Stop it, stop it! Mufasa, look what you are doing! The Circle is broken now. Why do you—? [pauses before he understands] Ooh…there is trouble in the Pride Lands. [he looks toward the edge of the painting, at a rough black lion figure] There is another cub? [realization comes to him with a puff of wind] In the Outlands… [camera switches to the Outlands, slowly zooming in. The landscape is a barren desert, with strange rock formations everywhere] But, that is where Simba banished Scar's followers. Including his most loyal…Zira.
 * Kovu: [immediately, the red cub named Kovu appears, where he pounces on an insect] Rrrah! [Kovu soon smiles and opens his paws to let the bug fly away]
 * Zira: [the ladybug soon flies away from Kovu's paws] Kovu, don't let it go! [supervises, then snatches the insect from the air and smashes it to the ground] What's the matter with you?
 * Kovu: But, Mother! He wasn't hurting anyone!
 * Zira: There is no room for weakness here, my son. Remember…Scar took you in, and accepted you as his own son.
 * [Zira has moved close and pulled Kovu against her. Kovu seems doubtful]
 * Kovu: But, he wasn't my father.
 * Zira: No…but, he chose you to become the next King. When you rule, we shall no longer be forced to live in these dry, barren, disgusting, pathetic, TERMITE-INFESTED …Outlands.
 * [Zira is swatting at the ground, railing against fate. Kovu looks down, in quiet agreement. Suddenly, Nuka and Vitani come bounding in from off-screen, fighting to be the first back with the news, trying to get the first word in]
 * Nuka: We were there — in the Pride Lands. We saw the whole thing! We saw Simba's cub!
 * Zira: Vitani — what did you see?
 * Vitani: Simba's new cub is a girl!
 * Zira: [chuckles evilly] Scar, my beloved…did you hear that? This couldn't be more perfect.
 * Nuka: [to Vitani] Who's she talking to?
 * Vitani: Scar. [Nuka gasps] But, he's dead, genius.
 * Zira: Yes. Because of Simba…if not for him, Scar would still be King. And I, Zira, his loving, devoted Queen!
 * Nuka: You know, speaking of kings…I was thinking, since I am the oldest…maybe I should be King! Huh?
 * Zira: Uh? Don't be a fool, Nuka. Kovu is the chosen one. We must fulfill Scar's dying wish, and train Kovu to become King. [Zira climbs up on a rock point to gaze out over the land. The others follow] Look…at the Pride Lands, my pets. So green…so inviting. That is our home…that is where we belong. And soon, my beloved Scar…we shall reclaim your kingdom!

Daddy's Little Girl

 * [Camera zooms slowly back to Pride Rock, where Kiara is playing at Simba's paws atop Pride Rock, gazing down over the side]
 * Simba: [Kiara giggles continuously, and Simba catches her as she comes near the edge] Where do you think you're going in such a hurry?
 * Kiara: Daddy! Let go!
 * Simba: Well, I just want you to be careful. Accidents can happen. You could easily get hurt, stepped…
 * Kiara: … Or even get lost. [says this well-practiced line along with Simba, and finishes it for him]
 * Simba: And remember, I want you to stay in sight of Pride Rock —
 * Kiara: [testy at the repetitive warning; continuing to recite] At all times, I know. And if I see any strangers, don't talk to them. Come straight home. Okay, okay. Can I go now? Pleeeeease?
 * [Nala and Zazu enter on-screen. Simba exchanges a glance with Nala, reminiscent of when they played out this same scene as cubs]
 * Nala: [laughs gently] Mind your father, Kiara.
 * Kiara: Yes, Mom.
 * Simba: And stay away from the Outlands.
 * Zazu: Nothing there, but a bunch of backstabbing murderous Outsiders!
 * Simba: Zazu's right; you can't turn your back on them.
 * Kiara: [now feeling curious] Really? How come?
 * Simba: Never mind. Just run along now. You'll understand someday. Go on. [runs a paw over Kiara, then nudges her off; she resumes giggling and runs off down Pride Rock] And stay on the path I've marked for you!
 * Nala: Simba. Who does she remind you of? Hmm?
 * Simba: [cluelessly] Who?
 * Nala: She's just like you were when you were young.
 * Simba: Exactly. Do you realize the dangers we put ourselves in?
 * Nala: [tackles Simba and puts him on his back] You mean the dangers YOU put us in. [walks away]
 * Simba: [noticing that Nala is right, he waits until she walks out of earshot] Hey, Timon. Pumbaa. Come here.
 * Timon: [riding on Pumbaa; turns to Simba] Good morning, Mon Capitan.
 * Simba: I want you to keep a close watch on Kiara. You know she's bound to run off.
 * Timon: No worries, Simba. We're on her like stink on a warthog! … No offense Pumbaa.
 * [Camera shifts out to the open Savannah. Kiara is walking through the tall grass, chasing a butterfly]
 * Kiara: Hey! Wait! Come back! I just wanna play! [she sees the butterfly land, and crouches to attack] The mighty hunter has cornered her prey. [she snarls, to which her pounce takes her up the side of a small rise, from which she can see a distance into the Outlands] Whoa…cool! The Outlands! I wonder what's out there… [a rustling in the grass behind her draws Kiara's attention. The grass separates, and Kiara turns around to see Timon and Pumbaa] Eeeeek!
 * Timon: Aaaaah!!!
 * Pumbaa: Aaaaah!!!
 * [The three continue to squeal in fright and surprise; Kiara is frightened backwards, and falls off the far side of the knoll into a pool below. Pumbaa gets set to leap after her; Timon jumps off of him]
 * Pumbaa: Don't worry, Kiara! Uncle Pumbaa's comin'! [throws himself into the pond, soaking Timon]
 * Timon: [soon rehearses an argument with Simba] Alright, let's see. "Uh…Gee, Simba! The good news is: We found your daughter. The bad news is: We dropped the warthog on her. Is…there a problem with that?"
 * Pumbaa: [Pumbaa is now looking from side to side in the water while not noticing the bubbles underneath him] Kiara? Kiara?!
 * Timon: [face-palms himself] PUMBAA! Let me define: "Babysitting"!
 * Pumbaa: [moves away, revealing a spluttering Kiara. She coughs the water out of her lungs, as she glares at him] Sorry. Now, Princess Kiara. As Simba's daughter, you know better than to go off all alone; you could have been hurt.
 * Timon: Hurt? Simba would kill us. You didn't slip a disc, did you? [Timon checks to make sure Kiara is intact] Catch a fever? Get a hangnail? [Timon is examining her claws; Kiara pulls her paw away] I had one once.
 * Pumbaa: Very painful.
 * Timon: Excruciating… [holding a fern branch over Kiara's head, shading her] Darling, with your complexion, you should stay outta the Sun. [Kiara swats the branch away] Whaaat? Do you wanna wrinkle?!
 * Kiara: Will someone please just listen to me?
 * Timon: I'm sorry, I wasn't listening. Did you say something, Princess?
 * Kiara: I'm not just a princess, you know. That's only half of who I am!
 * Timon: Well, while you're figuring out your other half, let's eat! [snaps his fingers, and Pumbaa lifts up a log, revealing many bugs. Timon offers a leaf-full of grubs to Kiara] Grubs!
 * Pumbaa: [putting the log down] The other white meat!
 * Timon: And, so high in protein!
 * Kiara: [disgusted just like how Simba was when he was a young cub] Ewwwww, gross!!
 * Timon: No? [to Pumbaa] How 'bout you, big boy?
 * Pumbaa: [sniffs the grubs in delight] Aaah. Love grubs!
 * Timon: Not like…
 * Both: Love!
 * [Timon tosses a yellow-black bug into Pumbaa's mouth; he crunches and coughs on it a little, then hiccups and spits the fragments back onto the leaf, coating them all with saliva]
 * Timon: [grossed out] You always do that! You take a bite out of every one, and then put it back. It drives me crazy!
 * Pumbaa: But, you can't tell from the outside which are the real slimy ones!
 * Timon: Slimy? Pumbaa, my corpulent compadre. It's the crunchy ones that make the meal!
 * [Timon crunches a beetle while Kiara rolls her eyes]
 * Pumbaa: Slimy! Slimy! Slimy! Slimy! Slimy! Slimy! Slimy! Less filling! Less filling! Less filling! Less filling! Low fat!
 * Timon: Crunchy! Crunchy! Crunchy! Crunchy! Crunchy! Crunchy! Crunchy! Tastes good! Tastes good! Tastes good! Tastes good! Check, please!
 * [Kiara wanders off while they argue. She crosses a river on a log, and tumbles off…directly into Kovu, bowling him over. He snarls at her confrontationally, and continues growling]
 * Kovu: Who are you, Pridelander?
 * [Kiara does not answer, but keeps jumping from side to side, staying facing Kovu at all times. Kovu keeps growling menacingly, but eventually his curiosity gets the better of him]
 * Kovu: What are you doing?
 * Kiara: My father says to never turn your back on an Outsider!
 * Kovu: You always do what Daddy says? Bet you're Daddy's little girl! [he moves away, hopping on logs across the river] An Outsider doesn't need anybody. I take care of myself!
 * Kiara: [awed, following him across] Really? Cool!
 * Kovu: [looks back at Kiara, and notices a huge crocodile rising up behind her with its mouth gaping] Wuhh…waaaahh! Look out!
 * Kiara: [turns and sees the crocodile] Aaaaahhh! [the crocodile's teeth crunch just behind them] This way!
 * [They narrowly escape, leaping from rock to rock across the river and out of the reach of the crocodiles' jaws as more and more rise up out of the water. They rest on a unmoving "island" further down, and begin to pant and giggle]
 * Kovu: That was a close one.
 * Kiara: Yeah…
 * [The "island" they are sitting on rise up and reveal themselves as…more crocodiles!]
 * Kovu: Whooaaahhh!
 * Kiara: [shrieking] Aaaaahhh!
 * [Kiara runs up a tree limb, getting out of reach; however, Kovu runs past her, leaping from crocodile to crocodile down the river]
 * Kiara: Hey…what about me?
 * Kovu: You gotta take care of yourself…I'll distract them. Run!
 * [Kovu slips off the last crocodile into the water; as he comes up, gasping for air, the crocodiles loom over him. Kovu is paralyzed by fright; the gaping mouth in front of him is suddenly clamped shut by Kiara leaping on top of it. The two cubs scramble up a branch and up onto the bank, out of reach of danger. From the top, they pant and rest for a few moments, then move back to look over the edge. The crocodiles are massing below, furious at being cheated of their meal]
 * Kiara: I did it……I did it! [she "thhppbbts" the crocodiles below]
 * Kovu: Hah!
 * [The cubs move back from the edge and recount their adventure]
 * Kiara: Did you see the size of those teeth? They were goin' "Rrrarrarrarr"… [Kiara rolls over on her back and laughs] He was just totally eatin' you up right there, and I jumped on his head, and I bopped him so good… [the camera moves back so that we can see from next to Zira, crouching in the grass some distance away] We make such a good team. And you…you were really brave!
 * Kovu: Yeah…you were pretty brave, too. My name's Kovu.
 * Kiara: I'm Kiara. [ crouches down playfully, waving her tail; she reaches out and bats him] Tag! You're it! [jumps back, laughing; instead of chasing, Kovu just looks at her silently] Tag! You're it! You're it! [still no response; he just stares at her] Hello? You run, I tag…get it? What's the matter? Don't you know how to play?
 * [Getting an idea, Kiara crouches down and goes back to playing his style, with bared teeth and growls. He gets the idea and mock-growls back, but Zira jumps out of the grass, to which she roars; Simba roars back as Kovu suddenly finds himself growling at Simba's leg]
 * Simba: Zira.
 * Zira: Simba! [Nala, Timon, and Pumbaa arrive behind Simba, with other lionesses; Pumbaa snorts angrily] Nala.
 * Timon: Timon, Pumbaa. Great. Now, that we all know each other, GET OUTTA OUR PRIDELANDS!!!
 * Zira: Your Pride Lands? These lands belonged to Scar. [she snarls, making Timon leap backwards over Pumbaa's head in fear]
 * Simba: I banished you from the Pride Lands! Now, you and your young cub…GET OUT!
 * Zira: I see you haven't met my son, Kovu, yet. He was hand-chosen by Scar to follow in his pawprints, and become King! Kovu was the last born before you exiled us to the Outlands, where we have little food, less water…
 * Simba: You know the penalty for returning to the Pride Lands.
 * Zira: But, he doesn't! However…if you need your pound of flesh, here. [nudges Kovu toward Simba, daring him to show either ruthlessness or cowardice]
 * Simba: Take him and get out. We're finished here.
 * [Simba picks up Kiara in his teeth. Zira walks over to Simba and looks down at a terrified Kiara]
 * Zira: [cruelly smiles] Oh, no, Simba…We have barely begun!
 * [She glares wickedly at Kiara, then turns and picks up Kovu in her jaws. He and Kiara watch each other dangle as they move apart]
 * Kiara: Bye…
 * Kovu: Bye…

We Are One
There is so much that we Don't understand
 * [Simba and the lionesses move off over the ridge, back toward the Pride Lands, while Zira takes Kovu back to the Outlands. Once within sight of Pride Rock, Nala smiles back at Simba, understanding that it's time for "The Talk". She and the rest of the pride move off back home. Simba drops Kiara and he glares sternly at her]
 * Simba: You could have been killed today.
 * Kiara: I didn't mean to disobey —
 * Simba: I'm only telling you this because I love you. And I don't wanna lose you. [sadly looks at Kiara] If something happened to you, I don't know what I'd do. One day I won't be here, and I need you to carry on in my place. You are part of the great…
 * Kiara: Circle of Life. I know.
 * Simba: Exactly. And you need to be careful. As future Queen…
 * Kiara: But what if I don't wanna be Queen? It's no fun.
 * Simba: [playfully grins] That's like saying you don't want to be a lion. It's in your blood…as I am. We are part of each other.
 * [Simba playfully shoves her off the rock; cue music into "We Are One"; they nuzzle. As Simba and Kiara sing, a mother bird sternly prevents one of her chicks from trying to fly; a wildebeest calf gets up for the first time as they watch. Monkeys grooming each other, hippos jumping and playing; a fish jumps out of the water and into Kiara's reflection. Wind blows during a verse by Simba, underscoring the reference to Mufasa's spirit. He and Kiara then run through groups of curiously unafraid animals, many with their young, as they approach Pride Rock. He indicates it to her]
 * Simba: As you go through life, you'll see

And the only thing we know Is things don't always go The way we planned

But, you'll see every day That we'll never turn away When it seems all your dreams come undone

We will stand by your side Filled with hope and filled with pride We are more than we are We are one Can I still just be me The way I am?
 * Kiara: If there's so much I must be,

Can I trust in my own heart Or, am I just one part Of some big plan? Are with us as we go on Your journey has only begun
 * Simba: Even those who are gone

Tears of pain, tears of joy One thing nothing can destroy Is our pride, deep inside We are one

We are one, you and I We are like the Earth and sky One family, under the Sun

All the wisdom to lead All the courage that you need You will find when you see We are one

[speaking] As long as you live here, it's who you are. You'll understand someday.
 * [Simba hugs Kiara and licks her side, lifting her body off the ground. She seems unconvinced. The bird chick flutters by Kiara, circles, and flies off over the Pride Lands into the Sun. She looks sadly thoughtful for a second, and then turns to face the Sun. Sitting down, she looks at the ground for a second, ears flat, but then looks towards the Sun, ears erect. Fade to black]

My Lullaby
To be continued…
 * [In the Outlands, Vitani is tugging on a root, growling. Nuka approaches from behind.]
 * Nuka: [muttering to himself] Kovu, Kovu, Kovu. Scar wasn't even his father. He just took him in. [he turns his attention to Vitani] Oh, hey, Vitani. Where's the little termite, Kovu? [sarcastically] The "Chosen One".
 * [Nuka touches the root with a claw; it snaps, and Vitani tumbles backward. Nuka guffaws]
 * Vitani: Nuka, where's Kovu? Did you leave him out there on his own again?
 * Nuka: Hey, it's every lion for himself out here. That little termite's gotta learn to be on his own.
 * Vitani: [Nuka is ridden with vermin and termites. He is continually scratching himself] Mother's gonna be mad. She told you to watch him.
 * Nuka: Oh, who cares? I should've been the chosen one. [he begins scratching his back against the tree trunk] I'm the oldest, I'm the strongest, I'm the smartest — OOOUGH, THESE TERMITES!!! [he starts rolling around, scratching every place he can find on his body; Vitani looks self-satisfied at Nuka's condition. Nuka is now scooting along on his rear] I could be a leader, if she'd just give me a chance!
 * Vitani: Yeah right. Why don't you tell that to her?
 * Nuka: Don't think I won't!
 * Vitani: [chuckling] Oh, yeah? Here's your chance.

Return of the Roar
To be started… To be continued To be continued
 * Simba: Everything the light touches, is part of our kingdom. The Pride Lands.
 * [Simba has just scolded Kion for not choosing lions in the new Lion Guard rather than his friends, and as he laments over his loosing faith, Mufasa appears from the clouds above]
 * Mufasa: Kion…!
 * Kion: Heyvi kabisa! Are you…?
 * Mufasa: Yes, Kion. I am your grandfather.
 * Kion: Mufasa. I've heard a lot about you.
 * Mufasa: And I've been watching you. You are about to embark on a great journey, Kion, leader of the Lion Guard.
 * Kion: I'm not sure Dad's gonna let me lead the Lion Guard. He's worried that I can't handle it.
 * Mufasa: Kion, Simba is worried. But he's worried. Because he loves you. Being leader of the Lion Guard will not always be easy.
 * Kion: Then maybe Dad's right. Maybe I'm not ready to lead or use the Roar. I'm not even sure I can control it. First it's super loud, then it's just a squeak. And…I don't want to end up like Scar!
 * Mufasa: Don't be afraid, Kion. Trust your instincts. The Roar will be there for you when you need it…And so will I. Until the Pride Lands' end. [disappears back into the clouds]
 * Kion: Grandfather Mufasa, don't go yet!

Never Judge a Hyena by its Spots
To be started…
 * Jasiri: We're more similar than you think, Kion. Sisi Ni Sawa!

The Rise of Makuu
To be started…
 * Kion: Grandfather? I don't know if you can hear me…But, I'm not sure what to do.
 * Mufasa: [appears from the clouds again] I'm ALWAYS here for you, Kion.
 * Kion: The new crocodile leader, Makuu, has messed things up for animals all over the Pride Lands. All he wants to do is fight.
 * Mufasa: Fighting is the crocodile way.
 * Kion: I think Makuu's a bully. But Pua, the old crocodile leader, says I should just back down.
 * Mufasa: There are times to back down, Kion But a true leader has to know when to stand his ground, even if it seems difficult. Standing your ground doesn't mean you have to fight. It means you're not afraid to stand up to someone who you know is wrong,and show them you're not going to back down.

Bunga the Wise
To be started…

Can't Wait to be Queen

 * [Cue to Kion and Kiara, who are seen arguing over a tree to sharpen their claws angrily]
 * Kion: [growling meaningfully] Back off!
 * Kiara: You back off, Kion. That's my tree!
 * Kion: YOUR tree?!
 * Kiara: I found it first! So, step aside!
 * Kion: No way! You can't tell me what to do!
 * Simba: [walking up on-screen] Actually, she can. For the next few days, Kiara will be Queen.
 * Kiara: Me?
 * Kion: Her? Queen? Dad, what's going on?
 * Simba: Kiara will be acting Queen while your Mom and I are away in Kilio Valley.
 * Kiara: You're visiting the elephants?
 * Simba: We have a funeral to attend. My friend Aminifu passed away.
 * Kiara: I remember him.
 * Kion: He was a wise elephant.
 * Simba: Yes, he helped the Pride Lands return to normal after Scar was defeated. Once the elephants returned, all the other animals followed. And, the Circle of Life came back into balance. And, now, Aminifu has completed his part of the Circle of Life.

To be continued…


 * Ma Tembo: And, now, His Majesty, the King, will say a few words about my father.
 * Simba: [he takes a deep breath, then starts the memorial service. The elephants are mournfully trumpeting] I knew Aminifu a long time…and, now that he has completed his journey though the Circle of Life, I will remember him fondly. Because, as you elephants say: Eihe kaka pano tou.
 * Zazu: Oop.
 * [The elephants suddenly gasp with shock at Simba's error he said; Nala looks around at them with a horrified look]
 * Elephants: Huh? Huh?
 * Simba: [to Zazu] Did I say he had good on him?
 * Zazu: I'm not sure, sire, but I think you just said he had…poop on him. [clears his throat and smiles nervously]
 * Simba: [angrily] I said what!?
 * [Ma Tembo glares at Simba…then she and the rest of the elephants suddenly burst into laughter]
 * Ma Tembo: [laughs] It's true. He always did have poop on him, and it always made us laugh. He always made us laugh. It's nice to remember the good times. [embraces Simba with her trunk] Thank you, Your Highness.
 * Simba: Well, he…he had good on him, too.
 * Ma Tembo: He did. He truly had good on him. But, more poop!
 * [Ma Tembo and the elephants continue to laugh]

Eye of the Beholder
To be started
 * Chungu: Can we go now?! I'm hungry!
 * Janja: Shh. The vultures always know what's going on in the Pride Lands. And, it sounds like Ono can't see.
 * Cheezi: [in laughter] Ono can't see! Yeah! That's great! Uh, why is that great?
 * Janja: Because, furbrain, Ono is the Guard's eyes in the sky. Anytime, I got a brilliant plan, Ono spots it and the Guard ruins it. But, if he can't see anymore…I got an idea. Come on! [starts to leave before he turns back, having to know Cheezi and Chungu's thoughts] And before you ask…yes. It involves food.
 * [Cheezi and Chungu are now amazed at what Janja said]
 * Chungu: … How'd he know we were thinking about food?
 * Cheezi: We're always thinking about food!
 * Chungu: Oh, yeah. [Chungu suddenly notices Janja leaving before he and Cheezi follow after Janja] He-he-hey, wait for us!
 * [Fade into the song "Outta The Way" with upbeat drums starting]
 * Cheezi: So, what's the idea, Janja?
 * Chungu: Tell us the plan! Tell us the plan!
 * Janja: Easy, fellas. Easy.

Gimme a sec to think things through We need a plan for something new I think I know just what to do So that Guard won't have a clue

Without their eyes up in the sky, We'll trick them hiding way up high We'll make our move, we'll be so sly And then, we can kiss the Guard goodbye
 * Chungu: Buh-bye!
 * Janja: Oooh, yeah

Once the Lion Guard's outta the way, The Pride Lands will be our buffet We'll eat all night, we'll eat all day With the Lion Guard Outta the Way

Outta The Way One they can't escape so easily A rock slide or two in a narrow ravine Can be just the trick, if you know what I mean
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Outta The Way
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Then we can feast on bird and beast
 * All: When they're Outta The Way
 * Janja: We'll make a trap that they can't see
 * [Janja laughs while Cheezi and Chungu knowingly nod, only to soon nod the other way nervously, much to Janja's disgust]
 * Janja: Ugh, furbrains!

Once the Lion Guard's outta the way, The Pride Lands will be our buffet We'll eat all night, we'll eat all day With the Lion Guard Outta the Way

Outta The Way Outta The Way Then we can feast on bird and beast When they're Outta The Way When they're Outta The Way
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Outta The Way
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Then we can feast on bird and beast
 * All: When they're Outta The Way
 * Janja: Ohhh, Outta The Way
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Outta The Way
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Then we can feast on bird and beast
 * All: When they're Outta The Way
 * Janja: One more time
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * Janja: Out-ta-The-Way
 * Cheezi and Chungu: Outta The Way
 * All: When they're Outta The Way
 * Janja: [laughs wickedly] Do you get it now?
 * [Chungu and Cheezi only think for a second…and shake their heads, meaning they don't get it what Janja meant. Janja gets angry and puts his paws on his face]

The Kupatana Celebration
To be started… To be continued…
 * Janja: Oh, you jackals are so annoying. We just chased ya out of our den yesterday and now, you're back?! Guess I need to make an example of ya!
 * [Dogo, while whining, wags his tail around and smiles brightly with big dewy eyes, seemingly to be unafraid]

Fuli's New Family
To be started…

The Search for Utamu
To be started…

All Hail the Vultures
To be started…

"Follow That Hippo!"
To be started…
 * Kambuni: Gosh. This isn't as much fun as usual.
 * Gumba: 'Cause we promised not to be hyenas.
 * Shauku: It's always more fun with somebody to chase.
 * Mtoto: Maybe we can't be the hyenas. [points to something off-screen with his trunk] But, they can!
 * [Camera pan on a group of hyraxes chattering before they notice the young animals and scatter away]
 * All: Yeah! [they all soon let out battle cries and start to chase after the hyraxes]
 * Mtoto: Yeah, you better run, you won't get away from me, Janja!
 * [While passing by a group of bushes, Janja suddenly hearing Mtoto quoting his name, pops his head out]
 * Janja: Huh? Somebody call my name? [he soon witnesses the young animals chasing the hyraxes down a hill] Hey, boys. Look what we have here.
 * Chungu: Appetizers…
 * Cheezi: … Bite-sized!

The Call of the Drongo
To be started…

Paintings and Predictions
To be started…

The Mbali Fields Migration
To be started…

The Imaginary Okapi
To be started… To be continued… To be continued…
 * Ajabu: Makucha, I-I-I can't believe you chased me all this way.
 * Makucha: You okapis are rare. Once you find one, you stay on its trail. And, your trail…is about to come to an end.
 * Ajabu: You guys are amazing!
 * Beshte: Thanks. Now, you stay here. I'll be right back!
 * [As Makucha snarls at the Guard and Bunga is still holding onto his tail, he suddenly gets interrupted to see Beshte charging in, to which he lets out a deep bellow]
 * Makucha: Fine. Have it your way! Not even an okapi is worth this!
 * [Makucha starts to dash out of the Back Lands while Bunga holds onto his tail. Beshte gelds to a stop while letting out a bellow]
 * Fuli: Don't stop till you're out of the Pride Lands!
 * Kion: Bunga! LET GO!
 * Bunga: Good idea! [Bunga soon releases the leopard and he summersalts over a few times] WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, aah… [now standing up, he fists at the running Makucha] And, don't come back!! Guess I told him!

Too Many Termites
To be continued
 * Kion: Look, I'm really sorry. That was a mistake. I roared at you because we thought you were hyenas.
 * Mjomba: Hyenas…? HYENAS? Do I look like a hyena to you!?
 * Bunga: … Pretty much.
 * Fuli: You aardwolves really don't get out much, do ya?
 * Kion: We still need to find the rest of your pack. So we can take you all home.
 * Mjomba: I don't know. What's in it for me?
 * Ono: Well…you get to go home.
 * Bunga: … A home that's now totally "overrun with termites", by the way.
 * Mjomba: Termites? [Mjomba slurps, then chuckles with delight] Now, you're talking! Why didn't you say so in the first place? LET'S GO!

Beware the Zimwi
To be started… To be continued…
 * Bunga: [calling from a far distance] Here, Zimwi, Zimwi, Zimwi!! Here, Zimwi, Zimwi, Zimwi!
 * Kion: Come on, Bunga. You really think there's a creature out here that's as tall as two giraffes with big spikes, and teeth sharper than a crocodile?
 * Bunga: Don't forget the eight legs! [to Beshte] You believe it too, don't ya, Big B?
 * Beshte: I dunno, Bunga…I've never seen anything like that. But there's probably lots of things I've never seen.
 * Ono: I see a lot more than you guys do. And, I still haven't seen everything, so…who knows?
 * Fuli: So, those are the hippos you need to bellow for?
 * Beshte: Yeah. But I'm not sure I can do it. I'm still kinda…scared.
 * Kion: Scared of this? Beshte, last night you faced the Zimwi.
 * Beshte: But, Kion, there was no Zimwi.
 * Kion: You didn't know that. You charged in anyway. And, if you can do that, I think you can bellow in front of a couple of hippos!
 * Beshte: You're right, Kion…Thanks. Now I'm ready for that audition! Here I go!
 * [Beshte then walks up to the Bellow Fellows. He starts bellowing rhythmically as the chorus hippos watch; the Lion Guard seems to be…a little nervous about the sound of the bellow]
 * Kion: Aaaugh.
 * Ono: Hapana.
 * [Beshte finally finishes his bellow. The chorus hippos are now thinking while Beshte smiles nervously and wags his ears…]
 * Bellow Fellow1: … We love it!!
 * Bellow Fellow2: Best ever!
 * Beshte: Really?
 * Bellow Fellow1: Congratulations, you're now a Bellow Fellow!
 * Bellow Fellow2: You can bellow with us any time!
 * Beshte: How about now?
 * [The Bellow Fellows and Beshte soon start to bellow rhythmically once again, to which some hippos of Basi pod swim in to watch]
 * Bunga: Now, that's scary.

Lions Over All
To be started To be continued Than to rule over the land We both have it inside us It's here where we stand
 * [Nuka and Kovu has just met Kion and Jasiri; they take them to Zira and Vitani, who are drinking the watering hole for Jasiri's clan]
 * Nuka: Mother! We have a visitor!!!
 * Kovu: It's Simba's son. Kion.
 * Zira: Simba's son? Well, what an honor.
 * Nuka: He pounced on me!
 * Zira: [reassured] I'm sure you pounced first.
 * Nuka: Well…yeah.
 * Zira: [walks up to the hyena and lion cub to make introductions] Welcome, Kion. I'm Zira and this my daughter Vitani.
 * Vitani: [pondering over Kion and Jasiri's friendship] A lion and a hyena? Hmmmm…
 * Zira: Not just any lion, dear. Simba's son. So, tell me, Kion. What brings you to the Outlands?
 * Jasiri: I did. We're friends.
 * Zira: Friends with royalty!? Gracious…I underestimated you, my dear.
 * Jasiri: Kion's not just royalty. He's leader of the Lion Guard.
 * Zira: Leader of the Lion Guard? But the Guard isn't here!
 * Kion: No. But I AM. Now, what are you doing in the Outlands? And why have you taken over Jasiri's watering hole?
 * Zira: [sighs] So many questions, Kion. What I don't understand is why you don't just use the Roar to give your friend the water she needs.
 * Kovu: What are you talking about?
 * Zira: As leader of the Lion Guard, Kion possesses a special power: The Roar of the Elders. Isn't that right?
 * Kion: Yeah. How do you know?
 * Zira: Oh, I know all about the Roar. You see that little cloud? Try roaring at it.
 * Kion: Roar at the cloud?
 * Zira: What's wrong, Kion? I thought you wanted to help your hyena friend?
 * Kion: I don't see how roaring at a cloud is gonna do that.
 * [Jasiri seems to be worried. Kion is still confused, although he then roars briefly at the cloud, which transforms into a raincloud, dampening the land and releasing a short burst of rain]
 * Jasiri: Kion? Did you know you could do that?
 * Kion: [gobsmacked] No…I didn't! [turns to Zira] Zira, how did you know the Roar could do that?
 * Zira: I'd love to tell you. But I feel a little uncomfortable discussing the Roar, in front of a hyena. Perhaps we can go somewhere more private. And talk…Lion to lion.
 * Jasiri: I don't trust her, Kion.
 * Kion: But she knows more about the Roar than I do. Besides, maybe I can get her to agree to share the watering hole.
 * Jasiri: I hope you're right.
 * Kion: Okay, Zira. Let's talk.
 * Zira: [to her siblings] Children, I'll be back soon. [Nuka cleanly growls at Jasiri] Play nice, Nuka.
 * Jasiri: That's right, Nuka. Let's play nice!
 * Zira: Kion, son of Simba, I'm so glad to meet you.
 * Kion: You are?
 * Zira: Oh, yes. After all, it doesn't matter where we live. We're all lions. And that's what's important!
 * [Cue music into "Lions Over All". During the mist of it all, these occurs: Zira holds a jerboa upside down by its tail, similar to Scar holding a mouse in the beginning of the film; Zira and Kion walk into a cave where steam vents interrupt; Zira knocks down a rib bone of a dead animal; and she watches the cockroaches crawl across the rock and then swats them off is similar to what she did to termites in "My Lullaby"]
 * Zira: There is no greater power

My friend you know it's true Look close and you will find Ruling every animal Is destiny for our kind

So if we're joined together We will never fall Lions must rule forever Lions Over All

Lions Over All No animal is more grand Lions Over All It's why we rule the land

We crush any resistance So enemies keep their distance Lions Lions Over All We'd be evil and cruel Using force and threat That is no way to rule We will never fall Yes, lions must rule forever Lions Over All
 * Kion: If we do what you suggest
 * Zira: But if we join together

Lions Over All No animal is more grand It's why we rule the land Lions Over All To be continued To be continued To be continued
 * Kion: Stay noble and grand
 * Zira: Lions Over All
 * Kion: We must protect the land
 * Zira: We crush any resistance
 * Kion: Friendships and kindness
 * Zira: So enemies keep their distance
 * Kion: Will always find us
 * Zira: Lions
 * [Zira has just banished Jasiri to not return by tricking that Kion has join forces with her, but to be surrounded by the other Outsiders]
 * Kion: Keeping me here doesn't make any sense. I just want you lions to share the watering hole.
 * Lioness: [leaps down in front of him] You can tell that to Zira when she gets back.
 * Kion: I don't think I wanna wait around that long.
 * [Kion crouches down and headbutts the lioness in the stomach as she was about to take a strike, then pushes her aside. The other Outsiders leap to subdue him, but they all fail. Sooner enough, the lioness blocks the entrance and pushes down on Kion along with another lioness]
 * Lioness: Nice try. Now, why don't we just wait quietly for Zira to come back?
 * [Kion is cornered by the growling Outsiders as Zira with her children return]
 * Zira: Poor, Kion. So helpless without his Roar.
 * Kovu: Mom? What's going on? Kion said he'd talk to Simba about letting us go back to the Pride Lands! Why can't we be friends?!
 * Zira: This wasn't my choice, Kovu. He's the one who chose the hyenas over us.
 * Nuka: Aren't we worried he'll use that…Roar on us?
 * Zira: If he uses the Roar against other lions, he'll lose it forever. And if he doesn't use the Roar, well, he'll just lose. Either way, we win. Without the Roar, Kion is harmless. Without Kion, Simba's Pride Lands are defenseless.

Never Roar Again
To be added

Babysitter Bunga
To be started It's time for us to play I'll show ya something new That we can do all day
 * Hamu: Now what, Bunga?
 * Juhudi: Yeah, is there anything else to do?
 * Bunga: Hakuna Matata Falls is filled with fun stuff to do. As long as you know how to Teke, Ruka, and Teleza.
 * Juhudi: "Teke, Ruka, and Teleza"?
 * Bunga: Yeah. Teke, kick!
 * [Bunga, who was holding a boomerang-shaped fruit kicks it into the air to show the young animals an example. The young animals rush to kick the fruit]
 * Juhudi: Teke!
 * Little monkey: [while hanging on a branch, he summersalts to kick the fruit] Teke!
 * Serval kitten: [kicks the fruit with his paw] Teke!!
 * Young rhino: [kicks the fruit thirdly with his foot] Teke!
 * Hamu: [noticing the incoming fruit] Right back at ya, Bunga! Teke!
 * Bunga: [Hamu back-kicks the fruit, to which Bunga then catches it with his hand] Good job, everybody! Now, come on! [the young animals follow after Bunga; he is now explaining "ruka" as they run to a log] Ruka, jump!
 * Young animals: [they all leap over the log] Ruka!
 * Young rhino: Ruka!
 * [The young rhino however lands on the log with a THUD. He helps himself up and continues to follow after the other young animals and Bunga]
 * Bunga: That was great! Now, Teleza, slide!
 * All: Teleza! Yaaay!
 * [As the young animals cheer, they and Bunga slide down a steep hill back into the water, laughing with joy]
 * Bunga: See? If you can kick, jump, and slide, you can do anything! I'll show ya!
 * [Music cue into "Teke Ruka Teleza]
 * Bunga: Get up, everyone

It's simple and it's fun It's kinda like a game Just watch what I do, Then you do the same Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza Now, you're in the groove Who needs a fancy dance? When we can shake and move
 * Chorus: Teke!
 * Bunga: Everybody kick
 * Chorus: Ruka!
 * Bunga: Everybody jump
 * Chorus: Teleza!
 * Bunga: Everybody slide
 * Chorus: Yeah!
 * Bunga: Kick, jump, slide
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: That's the way to go

It's simple and it's fun It's kinda like a game Just watch what I do, Then you do the same Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza Oh! Oh! Oh! C'mon! That's right! Let's go!!
 * Chorus: Teke!
 * Bunga: Everybody kick
 * Chorus: Ruka!
 * Bunga: Everybody jump
 * Chorus: Teleza!
 * Bunga: Everybody slide
 * Chorus: Yeah!
 * Bunga: Kick, jump, slide
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: Bring it down!

It's simple and it's fun It's kinda like a game Just watch what I do, Then you do the same Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza Teke Ruka Teleza To be continued
 * Chorus: Teke!
 * Bunga: Everybody kick
 * Chorus: Ruka!
 * Bunga: Everybody jump
 * Chorus: Teleza!
 * Bunga: Everybody slide
 * Chorus: Yeah!
 * Bunga: Kick, jump, slide
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: C'mon
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: Yeah, and ya kick
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: And ya jump
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: And ya slide
 * Chorus: Teke Ruka Teleza
 * Bunga: Kick, jump, slide

The Rise of Scar
To be started… ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ There's duties we hold ♪ We must face them head on ♪ We must be bold ♪ It's our life's calling to help our friends ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ Till the Pride Lands end'' ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ There's duties we hold ♪ We must face them head on ♪ We must be bold ♪ It's our life's calling to help our friends ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ Till the Pride Lands end'' ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ There's duties we hold ♪ We must face them head on ♪ We must be bold ♪ It's our life's calling to help our friends ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ It's the Path of Honor ♪ Till the Pride Lands end ♪ Till the Pride Lands end'' To be continued… To be continued… To be continued… To be continued…
 * Simba: I know it's frustrating, Kion. But leading the elephants is Ma Tembo's responsibility. There's not a whole lot we can do. Elephants are the ones with the ability to find water. Not lions.
 * Kion: I just wish I could help. I know what it's like to be a new leader with new responsibilities.
 * Simba: Yes. That's something we both have in common now.
 * [Cue into "The Path of Honor". Fade into a flashback of baby Kion walking from Nala but trips. Simba nods on Kion's head and gets back up and soon follows after his father]
 * Simba: ♪ This life that we lead
 * Kion: ♪ This role of leadership
 * Simba: ♪ Never said it would be easy
 * Kion: ♪ Sometimes, I stumble and trip
 * Simba: ♪ And yet, you get back up
 * Kion: ♪ Get stronger from the fall
 * Simba: ♪ It's part of our role
 * Both: ''♪ 'Cause in the end of it all
 * Kion: ♪ At times it seems too much
 * Simba: ♪ You handle it all in stride
 * Kion: ♪ I have to find it within me
 * Simba: ♪ It comes from deep inside
 * Kion: ♪ It's more than I expected
 * Simba: ♪ But still sometimes it's fun
 * Kion: ♪ I try to do my best
 * Simba: ''♪ And I'm proud that you're my son
 * Kion: ♪ I never thought I'd be a hero
 * Simba: ♪ I had doubts about being a king
 * Kion: ♪ And yet we've both embraced our roles
 * Simba: ♪ That's part of what we bring
 * Both: ''♪ What we bring!
 * Janja: We can't be seen rompin' round the Pride Lands. So, it's gotta be you. Ya got a problem with that?
 * Ushari: Listen, Janja. Talking to Makini is one thing. But I can't slither fast enough to keep up with her and Rafiki. It's just that…I have some friends, who move much faster than me. And, they're e-e-excellent spies-s-s.
 * Janja: They are?
 * Ushari: Oh, yes-s-s-s-s. [calling] SKINKS! COME OUT! I know you're there!
 * [Out of the branches of the trees where the hyenas and Ushari are in, seven skinks crawl out, including Shupavu, a sneaky fire skink and the leader of her group; Njano, a blue tongue skink; Nyeusi, a black-western stealthy skink; Nyata, a speedy land mullet skink; and Waza, a blue broadhead skink. Janja, Chungu and Cheezi look spooked]
 * Shupavu: Hello, Ushari. You called?
 * Ushari: I did. Can one of your skinks follow Rafiki and Makini for us-s-s-s-s?
 * Shupavu: Of course. But, there better be something in it for us.
 * Ushari: If all goes well, it could tip the balance of the Pride Lands in our favor.
 * Shupavu: Hmm, sounds interesting… [turns to Nyeusi] Nyeusi, hurry! Follow Rafiki and Makini. Tell us where they go. [Nyeusi starts slithering down from his branch to Pride Rock] Nyeusi is the stealthiest skink. Rafiki will never see him.
 * Chungu: He's lucky. Those skinks give me the creeps!
 * Cheezi: Me, too!
 * Ushari: This is the place-e-e?
 * Nyeusi: [hisses]
 * Shupavu: Yep. Nyeusi says "Rafiki and Makini went in there." But, if you ask me, we're already too close to Pride Rock for comfort.
 * Ushari: That's fine, I'll take it from here. Thanks, Shupavu.
 * Shupavu: [turns to Nyeusi] Let's get outta here.
 * [Shupavu and Nyeusi soon slither away as Ushari starts to slither into the den of Pride Rock]
 * Janja: We'll keep comin' back, Kion! Again and again. Maybe next time we'll actually get rid of Kiara. Or Bunga. Or maybe even your Mom or Dad. Right there on Pride Rock!
 * Kion: Don't threaten my family, Janja!
 * Janja: Face it, Kion. There ain't nothin' you can do to stop us!
 * Kion: OH…YES…THERE…IS!!!
 * [Kion soon lets out the Roar in anger, which blows Janja further away into a wall of the volcano]
 * Janja: [he walks inside the volcano's lair on-screen, but instantly recoils once he sees Ushari come to] So, Ushari…where's Scar?
 * Ushari: It…seems our plan didn't exactly work.
 * Janja: It what?! After all that?! Gimme that stupid staff! [he grabs Makini's staff with his jaw, then knocks it over into the magma below with his paw] To think I believed you when we could use this talk to Scar!
 * [The volcano's magma suddenly starts gurgling, to which Janja backs away nervously. Just then, Scar as a volcanic entity arises from the pit, bursting into wicked laughter, much to Ushari's delight]
 * Janja: [stammering nervously] A-A-Are you…?
 * Scar: Yes. I…am…Scar.

To be continued…

Main Cast

 * Matthew Broderick as Simba
 * Eden Riegel as Kiara
 * Jason Marsden as Kovu
 * Gabrielle Union as Nala
 * James Earl Jones as Mufasa
 * Nika Futterman as Zira
 * Ernie Sabella as Pumbaa
 * Nathan Lane as Timon
 * Khary Payton as Rafiki
 * Diamond White as Fuli
 * Maia Mitchell as Jasiri
 * Whoopi Goldberg as Shenzi
 * Andy Dick as Nuka
 * Lacey Chabert as Vitani
 * Rowan Atkinson as Zazu
 * Alfre Woodard as Sarabi
 * Cheech Marin as Banzai
 * Sarah Hyland as Tiifu
 * Jim Cummings as Ed
 * Sarah Paulson as Sarafina
 * Landry Bender as Makini
 * Joshua Rush as Bunga
 * Dusan Brown as Beshte
 * Atticus Shaffer as Ono
 * Julie Kavner as Timon's Ma
 * Jerry Stiller as Uncle Max
 * Jeremy Irons as Scar
 * Max Charles as Kion
 * Madison Pettis as Zuri