Scar: Mufasa, quick! Stampede in the gorge, Simba's down there!
Mufasa: Simba?
Mufasa: Stay low to the ground, check the wind... the shadows, and wait for the perfect moment to pounce.
Timon: I'm telling you, kid: this is the great life. No rules, no responsibilities...
[he reaches into a hole in a log and various insects skitter out, with him holding a blue bug; he points to the rest of the insects]
Timon: Ooh, the little cream-filled kind!
Young Nala: Pinned you again.
Kamari: Mufasa is strong.
Timon: [Timon explains his life philosophy] Let me make this simple: Life is meaningless.
Mufasa: As king I was proud of one thing, you as my son. That alone. No, that is forever.
Mufasa: Believe in yourself and there will come a day when others will have no choice but to believe with you.
Banzai: The little majordomo bird, hippity-hop, all the way to the birdie boiler.
Zazu: Oh no, not the birdie boiler!
[Zazu rockets away, with his tail feathers on fire while the hyenas laugh in triumph]
Scar: You fools have stripped your land of every living thing, and yet I send two little cubs your way, why eat one meal when you can be feasting the rest of your lives, a place where you can fill your bellies
Shenzi: What could you possibly offer us.
Scar: Where everything the light touches is yours.
Kamari: The next time I see Mufasa, I'm gonna teach him a lesson he will never forget.
Azizi: [notices Scar behind him,mistakes him for Mufasa] Well your in luck, he's right behind you.
Simba: [Simba belches] must be the termites.
Pumbaa: Or the crickets.
Timon: [Pumbaa asks Timon if he was ever gonna to interrupted him from saying farted] No, I wasn't; you disgust me
Timon: [to Nala] Lady, you've got your lions crossed.
Pumbaa: You thought he was dead? I thought I was dead!
Mufasa: [to Simba; regarding everything the light touches] It belongs to know one, but it is yours to protect.
Zazu: Two giraffes were caught necking.
