Young Simba: What am I gonna do?
Scar: Run. Run away, and never return.
[Simba leaves and hyenas come out of the mist]
Scar: Kill him.
Timon: Geez! It's a lion! Run, Pumbaa! Move it!
Pumbaa: Hey, 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: But he's so little.
Timon: He's gonna get
bigger.
Pumbaa: Maybe he'll be on our side.
Timon: A - huh! That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll b-... Hey, I got it! What if he's on our side? You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad idea.
Banzai: Hey, Boss!
Scar: Oh, what is it this time?
Banzai: We've got a bone to pick with you!
Shenzi: I'll handle this. Scar, there's no food, no water...
Banzai: Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees.
Scar: It's the lionesses' job to do
the hunting.
Banzai: Yeah, but they won't go hunt.
Scar: Oh... eat Zazu.
Zazu: Oh, you wouldn't want me. I'd be so tough and gamey and... eeww...
Scar: Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a little garnish.
Shenzi: What's the hurry? We'd love you to stick around for dinner.
Banzai: Yeah. We could have whatever's "lion" around.
Shenzi: Oh wait, wait, wait. I got one, I got one. Make mine a "cub" sandwich. Whatcha think?
[all laugh]
Shenzi: [Ed points]
Shenzi: What, Ed?
Banzai: Hey, did we order this dinner to go?
Shenzi: No, why?
Banzai: 'Cause THERE IT GOES!
Young Simba: All right, it worked.
Young Nala: We lost him.
Young Simba: I - am a genius.
Young Nala: Hey, genius, it was my idea.
Young Simba: Yeah, but *I* pulled it off.
Young Nala: With *me*.
Young Simba: Oh, yeah?
[leaps at
Nala who flips Simba on his back]
Young Nala: Pinned ya!
Young Simba: Hey let me up!
[Nala does so. Simba leaps at Nala again. They tumble down a hill and Nala ends up on top of Simba again]
Young Nala: Pinned ya again!
Timon: [singing] I can see what's happening.
Pumbaa: What?
Timon: [singing] And they don't have a clue.
Pumbaa: Who?
Timon: [singing] They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line: / Our trio's down to two.
Pumbaa: Oh.
Timon: [singing]
[sarcastic, with French accent]
Timon: The sweet caress of twilight.
[normal voice, but still sarcastic]
Timon: There's magic everywhere. / And with all this romantic atmosphere, / Disaster's in the aiiiiiiir!
Young Simba: Dad, Dad, come on, you gotta get up. Dad, we gotta go home.
[pulls on Mufasa's ear]
Young Simba: Help!
[echoes throughout the gorge]
Young Simba: Somebody,
[echoes]
Young Simba: anybody...
[echoes]
Young Simba: [Simba sniffs] help.
Simba: It's over, Scar.
Scar: Have mercy on me.
Simba: Mercy? For what you did.
Scar: It was the hyenas. Those were the revolting, scavengers made me do it. I was planning on killing them all.
Simba: You fooled the hyenas? Just like you fooled me.
Scar: Simba,
you wouldn't kill your only uncle.
Simba: No, Scar. I'm not like you.
Scar: Oh, Simba. You are truly noble, and I will make it up to you. Just tell me how I can prove myself. Tell me what you want me to do.
Simba: Run... Run away, Scar. Run away, and never return.
Scar: Yes. Of course... As you wish.
[looking down and seeing a pile of hot coals, began to angry]
Scar: Your majesty!
[throws embers of fire at Simba's face]
Simba: [attacks Scar after Scar admitted in to killing Mufasa] My father, your own brother - how could you!
Scar: [to the hyenas and lionesses] First he kills Mufasa, and now he wants to kill me!
Simba: YOU killed him! Tell them the truth!
Scar: Don't believe his lies!
Sarabi: Scar? You
told us you didn't get to the gorge in time.
Scar: That's true!
Sarabi: [outraged] Then how did you see the look in Mufasa's eyes?
[Scar growls]
Simba: MURDERER!
Scar: KILL THEM ALL!
Scar: [as Simba hangs over the ledge of Pride Rock] where have I seen this before? Oh yes, I remember this is the way Mufasa looked before he died. I looked down saw the fear in his eyes
[claws simbas arms]
Scar: and heres my little secret... I killed Mufasa.