Scar quotes
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I'm surrounded by idiots.
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(just before throwing Mufasa into the stampede) Long live the King.
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(as Scar and the hyenas advance on Simba, steering him towards a ledge) Oh Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone knows why!
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Life's not fair, is it? You see, I... well, I shall never be king. And you... shall never see the light of another day. Adieu.
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You run along now, and have fun. And remember... it's our little secret
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Run away Simba...Run. Run away and never return.
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I killed Mufasa!
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I'm ten times the king Mufasa was!
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A monkey's uncle.
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Simba, what have you done?
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Kill him. (when Scar orders the hyenas to kill Simba, resulting in Simba's exile)
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Well as far as brains go, I've 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.
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Mufasa: Scar!
Scar: 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: That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful. (scratches claws against a rock like nails on a chalkboard, irritating Zazu) 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: I was first in line. Until the little hairball was born.
Mufasa: That hairball is my son and your future king.
Scar (sarcastically): Oh, I shall practice my curtsy. (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 leaps in front of Scar)
Mufasa: Is that a challenge?!
Scar: Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you.
Zazu: Pity. Why not?
Scar: Well, as far as brains go, I've 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. (skulks away)
Zazu: (to Mufasa) There's one in every family, sire - two in mine, actually - and they always manage to ruin special occassions.
Mufasa: What am I going to do with him?
Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug.
Mufasa: (grinning) Zazu!
Zazu: And just think! Whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and beat him.
Mufasa: (laughs)
Scar: 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: That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful. (scratches claws against a rock like nails on a chalkboard, irritating Zazu) 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: I was first in line. Until the little hairball was born.
Mufasa: That hairball is my son and your future king.
Scar (sarcastically): Oh, I shall practice my curtsy. (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 leaps in front of Scar)
Mufasa: Is that a challenge?!
Scar: Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you.
Zazu: Pity. Why not?
Scar: Well, as far as brains go, I've 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. (skulks away)
Zazu: (to Mufasa) There's one in every family, sire - two in mine, actually - and they always manage to ruin special occassions.
Mufasa: What am I going to do with him?
Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug.
Mufasa: (grinning) Zazu!
Zazu: And just think! Whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and beat him.
Mufasa: (laughs)
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Simba: Dad! Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad!
Sarabi (sleepily): Your son is awake.
Mufasa: Before sunrise, he's your son.
Sarabi (sleepily): Your son is awake.
Mufasa: Before sunrise, he's your son.
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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 dad, 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.
Simba: But dad, 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.
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Zazu: Checking in with the morning report.
Mufasa: Fire away.
Zazu (in the original 1994 edition): Well the buzz from the bees is that the leopards are in a bit of a spot. And the baboons are going ape over this. Of course, the giraffes are acting like they're above it all... The tick birds are pecking on the elephants. I told the elephants to forget it, but they can't. The cheetahs are hard up, but I always say, cheetahs never prosper.
Mufasa: Fire away.
Zazu (in the original 1994 edition): Well the buzz from the bees is that the leopards are in a bit of a spot. And the baboons are going ape over this. Of course, the giraffes are acting like they're above it all... The tick birds are pecking on the elephants. I told the elephants to forget it, but they can't. The cheetahs are hard up, but I always say, cheetahs never prosper.
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Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar! Guess what?
Scar: I despise guessing games.
Simba: I'm gonna be king of Pride Rock.
Scar (sarcastically): Oh, goody.
Simba: My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm gonna rule it all! Heh heh.
Scar: Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.
(Scar falls to the ground with a "thump". Simba goes over and leans on his shoulder.)
Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar? When I'm king, what'll that make you?
Scar: A monkey's uncle.
Simba: (tumbles off Scar) Ha ha! You're so weird.
Scar: You have no idea.
Scar: I despise guessing games.
Simba: I'm gonna be king of Pride Rock.
Scar (sarcastically): Oh, goody.
Simba: My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm gonna rule it all! Heh heh.
Scar: Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.
(Scar falls to the ground with a "thump". Simba goes over and leans on his shoulder.)
Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar? When I'm king, what'll that make you?
Scar: A monkey's uncle.
Simba: (tumbles off Scar) Ha ha! You're so weird.
Scar: You have no idea.
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(the hyenas confront Simba, Nala and Zazu, who have wandered into the elephant graveyard)
Shenzi: Well, well, well, Banzai, what have we got here?
Banzai: Mmm...I don't know, Shenzi. Uh, what do you think, Ed?
Ed: (crazy laughter)
Banzai: Just what I was thinkin'. A trio of trespassers!
Zazu: And quite by accident, let me assure you. A simple navigational error.
(Zazu turns to leave but is stopped by Shenzi)
Shenzi: Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait. I know you. You're Mufasa's little stooge.
Zazu: I, madam, am the king's Majordomo.
Banzai: (to Simba) And that would make you...
Simba: Future king!
Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom?
Simba: Puh. You can't do anything to me.
Zazu: (nervous) Technically, they can. We are on their land.
Simba: But Zazu, you told me they're nothing but slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers!
Zazu: Ix-nay on the upid-stay...
(Banzai angrily interrupts)
Banzai: Who you callin' "upid-stay?!"
Zazu: (tries to hurry Simba and Nala away) My, my! Look at the sun, it's time to go!
Shenzi: (gets in their way) What's the hurry? We'd love you to stick around for dinner.
Banzai: Yeah, we could have whatever's "lion" around!
(The hyenas laugh)
Shenzi: Ohh, wait, wait, wait, I got one, I got one! Make mine a "cub" sandwich!
(Ed makes noises and points to where Simba, Nala and Zazu were)
Shenzi: What, Ed? What is it?
Banzai: Hey, did we order this dinner to go?
Shenzi: No. Why?
Banzai: 'Cause THERE IT GOES!!!
(they turn to see Simba, Nala and Zazu fleeing)
Shenzi: Well, well, well, Banzai, what have we got here?
Banzai: Mmm...I don't know, Shenzi. Uh, what do you think, Ed?
Ed: (crazy laughter)
Banzai: Just what I was thinkin'. A trio of trespassers!
Zazu: And quite by accident, let me assure you. A simple navigational error.
(Zazu turns to leave but is stopped by Shenzi)
Shenzi: Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait, wait. I know you. You're Mufasa's little stooge.
Zazu: I, madam, am the king's Majordomo.
Banzai: (to Simba) And that would make you...
Simba: Future king!
Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom?
Simba: Puh. You can't do anything to me.
Zazu: (nervous) Technically, they can. We are on their land.
Simba: But Zazu, you told me they're nothing but slobbering, mangy, stupid poachers!
Zazu: Ix-nay on the upid-stay...
(Banzai angrily interrupts)
Banzai: Who you callin' "upid-stay?!"
Zazu: (tries to hurry Simba and Nala away) My, my! Look at the sun, it's time to go!
Shenzi: (gets in their way) What's the hurry? We'd love you to stick around for dinner.
Banzai: Yeah, we could have whatever's "lion" around!
(The hyenas laugh)
Shenzi: Ohh, wait, wait, wait, I got one, I got one! Make mine a "cub" sandwich!
(Ed makes noises and points to where Simba, Nala and Zazu were)
Shenzi: What, Ed? What is it?
Banzai: Hey, did we order this dinner to go?
Shenzi: No. Why?
Banzai: 'Cause THERE IT GOES!!!
(they turn to see Simba, Nala and Zazu fleeing)
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Banzai: The little majordomo bird hippity-hopped all the way to the birdie boiler.
(Banzai stuffs Zazu into a geyser)
Zazu: Oh no! Not the birdie boiler!
(Zazu screams as he is launched away like a rocket. The hyenas laugh hysterically)
Simba: Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?!
Shenzi: Like... you?
Simba: Oops.
(Banzai stuffs Zazu into a geyser)
Zazu: Oh no! Not the birdie boiler!
(Zazu screams as he is launched away like a rocket. The hyenas laugh hysterically)
Simba: Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size?!
Shenzi: Like... you?
Simba: Oops.
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(during the "Be Prepared" song sequence)
Banzai: Yeah, Be prepared. Yeah... we'll be prepared, heh. ...For what?
Scar: For the death of the king.
Banzai: What is he, sick?
Scar: No, fool - we're going to kill him. Simba too.
Shenzi: Great idea! Who needs a king?
Shenzi and Banzai: (singing) No king! No king! La-la-la-la-la!
Scar: Idiots! There will be a king!
Banzai: Hey, but you said, uh...
Scar: I will be king! ...Stick with me (triumphant, toothy grin), and you'll never go hungry again!
Shenzi and Banzai: Yay! All right! Long live the king!
Other Hyenas: Long live the King! Long live the King!
Banzai: Yeah, Be prepared. Yeah... we'll be prepared, heh. ...For what?
Scar: For the death of the king.
Banzai: What is he, sick?
Scar: No, fool - we're going to kill him. Simba too.
Shenzi: Great idea! Who needs a king?
Shenzi and Banzai: (singing) No king! No king! La-la-la-la-la!
Scar: Idiots! There will be a king!
Banzai: Hey, but you said, uh...
Scar: I will be king! ...Stick with me (triumphant, toothy grin), and you'll never go hungry again!
Shenzi and Banzai: Yay! All right! Long live the king!
Other Hyenas: Long live the King! Long live the King!
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[Simba escapes the hyenas through a thicket of thorny bushes. Banzai has fallen in them, and has thorns in his rear.]
Shenzi: [watching Simba] Hey, there he goes, there he goes!
Banzai: [picking thorns with teeth] So go get him!
Shenzi: There ain't no way I'm goin' in there! What,you want me to come out looking like you, Cactus-Butt?!
Shenzi: [watching Simba] Hey, there he goes, there he goes!
Banzai: [picking thorns with teeth] So go get him!
Shenzi: There ain't no way I'm goin' in there! What,you want me to come out looking like you, Cactus-Butt?!
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Timon: (talking about Simba) Gee. He looks blue.
Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold.
Timon: No, no, no, I mean he's depressed.
Pumbaa: Oh. (talking to Simba) Hey kid, what's eatin' ya?
Timon: Nothing; he's at the top of the food chain! (laughs hysterically) The food chain! (sees no reaction from Pumbaa or Simba) So... where're ya 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. I don't want to 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: (trying to cheer him up) Kid, at times like this, my buddy Timon here says "You gotta put your behind in your past!"--
Timon: No, no no!
Pumbaa: I mean--
Timon: Amateur. Lie down, before you hurt yourself. (to Simba) It's "You gotta put your past behind you." Look, kid, bad things happen, and you can't do anything about it, right?
Simba: Right.
Timon: 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...
Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold.
Timon: No, no, no, I mean he's depressed.
Pumbaa: Oh. (talking to Simba) Hey kid, what's eatin' ya?
Timon: Nothing; he's at the top of the food chain! (laughs hysterically) The food chain! (sees no reaction from Pumbaa or Simba) So... where're ya 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. I don't want to 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: (trying to cheer him up) Kid, at times like this, my buddy Timon here says "You gotta put your behind in your past!"--
Timon: No, no no!
Pumbaa: I mean--
Timon: Amateur. Lie down, before you hurt yourself. (to Simba) It's "You gotta put your past behind you." Look, kid, bad things happen, and you can't do anything about it, right?
Simba: Right.
Timon: 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...
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Simba: "Hakuna matata"?
Pumbaa: It's our motto.
Simba: What's a motto?
Timon: Nothing, what's "a motto" with you? (laughs)
Pumbaa: It's our motto.
Simba: What's a motto?
Timon: Nothing, what's "a motto" with you? (laughs)
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Pumbaa: (singing) And, oh, the shame!
Timon: He was ashamed!
Pumbaa: Thoughta changin' my name!
Timon: Oh, what's in a name?
Pumbaa: And I got downhearted...
Timon: How did you feel?
Pumbaa: ...every time that I--
Timon: Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!
Pumbaa: Oh... sorry.
Timon: He was ashamed!
Pumbaa: Thoughta changin' my name!
Timon: Oh, what's in a name?
Pumbaa: And I got downhearted...
Timon: How did you feel?
Pumbaa: ...every time that I--
Timon: Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!
Pumbaa: Oh... sorry.
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Zazu: (singing, depressed) Nobody knows the trouble I've seen, nobody knows my sorrow...
Scar: Oh, Zazu, do lighten up. Sing something with a little, um, bounce in it!
Zazu: (thinks for a moment, then sings) It's a small world, after all...
Scar: No! No! Anything but that!
Zazu: (begrudgingly) I've got a love-a-ley bunch of coconuts, diddely-diddely, / There they are a-standing in a row...
(Scar grins and joins in with actions and singing, even using a skull as a puppet)
Zazu/Scar: Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head...
Zazu: [while Scar continues] Oh, I would never have had to do this for Mufasa--
Scar: [angry] What?! What did you say?
Zazu: Erm, nothing!
Scar: You know the law! Never EVER mention that name in my presence. I am the KING!
Zazu: Yes, sire. You are the king. I... I only mentioned it to illustrate the differences in your royal managerial approaches. [nervous laugh]
Scar: Oh, Zazu, do lighten up. Sing something with a little, um, bounce in it!
Zazu: (thinks for a moment, then sings) It's a small world, after all...
Scar: No! No! Anything but that!
Zazu: (begrudgingly) I've got a love-a-ley bunch of coconuts, diddely-diddely, / There they are a-standing in a row...
(Scar grins and joins in with actions and singing, even using a skull as a puppet)
Zazu/Scar: Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head...
Zazu: [while Scar continues] Oh, I would never have had to do this for Mufasa--
Scar: [angry] What?! What did you say?
Zazu: Erm, nothing!
Scar: You know the law! Never EVER mention that name in my presence. I am the KING!
Zazu: Yes, sire. You are the king. I... I only mentioned it to illustrate the differences in your royal managerial approaches. [nervous laugh]
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Banzai: (to Scar) We got a bone to pick with you!
Shenzi: [to Banzai] I'll handle this. (to Scar) Scar, there's no food and no water--
Banzai: Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees!
Scar: [exasperated] It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting...
Banzai: 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... eww...
Scar: Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a little garnish.
Banzai: (aside, to Shenzi) I thought things were bad under Mufasa.
Scar: (suddenly angry) What did you say?!
Banzai: I said Muf... (Shenzi nudges him) I said, uh... "Qu? pasa?"
Scar: Good. Now get out!
Banzai: Yeah but, we're still hungry.
Scar: (yelling) Out!
(The hyenas quickly flee the cave)
Shenzi: [to Banzai] I'll handle this. (to Scar) Scar, there's no food and no water--
Banzai: Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees!
Scar: [exasperated] It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting...
Banzai: 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... eww...
Scar: Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a little garnish.
Banzai: (aside, to Shenzi) I thought things were bad under Mufasa.
Scar: (suddenly angry) What did you say?!
Banzai: I said Muf... (Shenzi nudges him) I said, uh... "Qu? pasa?"
Scar: Good. Now get out!
Banzai: Yeah but, we're still hungry.
Scar: (yelling) Out!
(The hyenas quickly flee the cave)
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(Simba burps off-screen)
Timon: Whoa! Nice one, Simba.
Simba: 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 loudly) Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa, I don't wonder; I know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up in that big bluish-black thing.
Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything's gas.
Timon: Whoa! Nice one, Simba.
Simba: 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 loudly) Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa, I don't wonder; I know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that, uh... got stuck up in that big bluish-black thing.
Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything's gas.
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(Pumbaa is being chased by Nala and has got stuck in a tree root)
Timon: Pumbaa! What's goin' on?
Pumbaa: (frenzied) SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!!
(Timon sees Nala and tries to push Pumbaa out of the root)
Timon: Geez, why do I always have to save your-- AAAAAAAAAAHH!!! (Nala pounces at Timon)
Timon: Pumbaa! What's goin' on?
Pumbaa: (frenzied) SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!!
(Timon sees Nala and tries to push Pumbaa out of the root)
Timon: Geez, why do I always have to save your-- AAAAAAAAAAHH!!! (Nala pounces at Timon)
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Simba: Nala, this is Pumbaa. Pumbaa, Nala.
Pumbaa: Pleased to make your acquaintance.
Nala: The pleasure's all mine.
Timon: How do you do?... Whoa! Whoa. Time out; lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And everybody's... okay with this? Did I miss something?!
Pumbaa: Pleased to make your acquaintance.
Nala: The pleasure's all mine.
Timon: How do you do?... Whoa! Whoa. Time out; lemme get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And everybody's... okay with this? Did I miss something?!
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Timon: (watching Simba and Nala walk away together, of which he disapproves) I tell you, Pumbaa, this stinks.
Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry.
Timon: Not you. Them!
Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry.
Timon: Not you. Them!
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Rafiki: Shh. It's a secret. (leans towards Simba) Asante sana, squash banana, we we nugu mi mi apana!
Simba: Enough, already! What does that mean anyway?
Rafiki: It means you're a baboon. And I'm not! (chuckles)
Simba: Enough, already! What does that mean anyway?
Rafiki: It means you're a baboon. And I'm not! (chuckles)
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Mufasa's Ghost: Simba, you have forgotten me.
Simba: No, how could I?
Mufasa: You have forgotten who you are, and so 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.
Simba: No, how could I?
Mufasa: You have forgotten who you are, and so 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.
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Simba: Going back means I'll have to face my past. I've been hiding from it for so long...
(Rafiki whacks Simba on the head with his stick)
Simba: OW! Geez, what was that for?!
Rafiki: It doesn't matter! It's in the past! (chuckles)
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.
(Rafiki swings his stick, but Simba ducks)
Rafiki: Aha! You see? So what are you going to do?
Simba: Well first, I'm gonna take your stick. (grabs Rafiki's stick)
(Rafiki whacks Simba on the head with his stick)
Simba: OW! Geez, what was that for?!
Rafiki: It doesn't matter! It's in the past! (chuckles)
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.
(Rafiki swings his stick, but Simba ducks)
Rafiki: Aha! You see? So what are you going to do?
Simba: Well first, I'm gonna take your stick. (grabs Rafiki's stick)
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Nala: Have you guys seen Simba?
Timon: I thought he was with you.
Nala: He was, but now I can't find him. Where is he?
(Rafiki appears, laughing in a tree)
Rafiki: Hoo-hoo-hoo! You won't find him here! Ha ha! The King has returned.
Nala: I don't believe it. He's gone back!
Timon: What?
(He looks up to see that Rafiki has disappeared)
Timon: Hey, what's going on here? Who's the monkey?!
Nala: Simba's gone back to challenge Scar!
Timon: Who?
Nala: Scar.
Pumbaa: Who's got a scar?
Nala: No, no, 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.
Timon and Pumbaa: Ohhh.
Timon: I thought he was with you.
Nala: He was, but now I can't find him. Where is he?
(Rafiki appears, laughing in a tree)
Rafiki: Hoo-hoo-hoo! You won't find him here! Ha ha! The King has returned.
Nala: I don't believe it. He's gone back!
Timon: What?
(He looks up to see that Rafiki has disappeared)
Timon: Hey, what's going on here? Who's the monkey?!
Nala: Simba's gone back to challenge Scar!
Timon: Who?
Nala: Scar.
Pumbaa: Who's got a scar?
Nala: No, no, 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.
Timon and Pumbaa: Ohhh.
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(Simba and the others are blocked by a huge pack of hyenas)
Timon: Hyenas... I hate hyenas... (to Simba) So what's your plan on slipping past those guys?
Simba: Live bait.
Timon: Good idea. (realises) Hey!
Simba: Come on, Timon. You guys have to create a diversion.
Timon: What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula?!
(Drumbeats)
Timon: Luau! (singing) If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat, eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat! Come on down and dine on this tasty swine, all you have to do is get in line! Are ya achin'...
Pumbaa: Yep, yep, yep!
Timon: ...for some bacon?
Pumbaa: Yep, yep, yep!
Timon: He's a big pig!
Pumbaa: Yep yep!
Timon: You could be a big pig too! Oy!
(Timon and Pumbaa scream and run off, chased by the hyenas)
Timon: Hyenas... I hate hyenas... (to Simba) So what's your plan on slipping past those guys?
Simba: Live bait.
Timon: Good idea. (realises) Hey!
Simba: Come on, Timon. You guys have to create a diversion.
Timon: What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula?!
(Drumbeats)
Timon: Luau! (singing) If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat, eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat! Come on down and dine on this tasty swine, all you have to do is get in line! Are ya achin'...
Pumbaa: Yep, yep, yep!
Timon: ...for some bacon?
Pumbaa: Yep, yep, yep!
Timon: He's a big pig!
Pumbaa: Yep yep!
Timon: You could be a big pig too! Oy!
(Timon and Pumbaa scream and run off, chased by the hyenas)
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Scar: Why, Simba! I'm a little surprised to see you... (threatening glance at the hyenas) alive.
Simba: Give me one reason why I shouldn't rip you apart.
Scar: Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom--
Simba: --are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.
Scar: Oh, of course, I would, naturally. But there's one little problem. You see them? (indicates the large group of hyenas) They think I'm king.
Nala: (leading a group of lionesses] Well we don't. Simba's the rightful king.
Simba: The choice is yours, Scar: either step down, or fight.
Scar: Oh, must this all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member. Wouldn't you agree, Simba?
Simba: That's not going to work, Scar. I've put it behind me.
Scar: But what about your faithful subjects? Have they put it behind them?
Nala: Simba, what is he talking about?
Scar: [grins] Ah, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death!
Simba: (Pauses) I am.
Sarabi: It's not true. Tell me it's not true!
Simba: It's true.
Scar: You see, he admits it! Murderer!
Simba: No, it was an accident!
Scar: 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: Then you're guilty!
Simba: No, I'm not a murderer!
Scar: (Backing Simba towards the edge of a cliff) Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone knows why!
(Simba falls off cliff, barely holding on by his front paws)
Scar: Now this looks familiar. Hmmmm, where have I seen this before? Let me think... Oh, yes, I remember! This is just the way your father looked before he died. (Grabs Simba's paws) And here's my little secret... (Whispers) I killed Mufasa.
Simba: (Leaps back onto Pride Rock, tackling Scar) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! MURDERER!!
Scar: No, Simba, please!
Simba: Tell them the truth.
Scar: Truth? But, truth is in the eye of the behol-- (Simba begins applying pressure to Scar's neck) Alright. Alright! (Whispers) I did it.
Simba: So they can hear you.
Scar: I KILLED MUFASA!!!
Simba: Give me one reason why I shouldn't rip you apart.
Scar: Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom--
Simba: --are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.
Scar: Oh, of course, I would, naturally. But there's one little problem. You see them? (indicates the large group of hyenas) They think I'm king.
Nala: (leading a group of lionesses] Well we don't. Simba's the rightful king.
Simba: The choice is yours, Scar: either step down, or fight.
Scar: Oh, must this all end in violence? I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member. Wouldn't you agree, Simba?
Simba: That's not going to work, Scar. I've put it behind me.
Scar: But what about your faithful subjects? Have they put it behind them?
Nala: Simba, what is he talking about?
Scar: [grins] Ah, so you haven't told them your little secret. Well, Simba, now's your chance to tell them. Tell them who is responsible for Mufasa's death!
Simba: (Pauses) I am.
Sarabi: It's not true. Tell me it's not true!
Simba: It's true.
Scar: You see, he admits it! Murderer!
Simba: No, it was an accident!
Scar: 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: Then you're guilty!
Simba: No, I'm not a murderer!
Scar: (Backing Simba towards the edge of a cliff) Oh, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone knows why!
(Simba falls off cliff, barely holding on by his front paws)
Scar: Now this looks familiar. Hmmmm, where have I seen this before? Let me think... Oh, yes, I remember! This is just the way your father looked before he died. (Grabs Simba's paws) And here's my little secret... (Whispers) I killed Mufasa.
Simba: (Leaps back onto Pride Rock, tackling Scar) NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! MURDERER!!
Scar: No, Simba, please!
Simba: Tell them the truth.
Scar: Truth? But, truth is in the eye of the behol-- (Simba begins applying pressure to Scar's neck) Alright. Alright! (Whispers) I did it.
Simba: So they can hear you.
Scar: I KILLED MUFASA!!!
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Pumbaa: (charges through a group of hyenas) Heeeyyyy-yaaaaah!
Timon: 'Scuse me. Pardon me. Comin' through. Hot stuff. Whoo!
Timon: 'Scuse me. Pardon me. Comin' through. Hot stuff. Whoo!
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(during the final battle at Pride Rock, Timon is chased by Shenzi, Banzai and Ed into a cave. Pumbaa appears at the entrance)
Pumbaa: Problem?
Banzai: Hey, who's the pig?
Pumbaa: Are you talking to me?
Timon: Uh-oh. He called him a pig.
Pumbaa: Are you talking to me?!
Timon: Shouldn't 'a done that.
Pumbaa: ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?!?
Timon: Now they're in for it.
Pumbaa: They CALL me... MISTER PIG! (charges at the hyenas while yelling manically)
Pumbaa: Problem?
Banzai: Hey, who's the pig?
Pumbaa: Are you talking to me?
Timon: Uh-oh. He called him a pig.
Pumbaa: Are you talking to me?!
Timon: Shouldn't 'a done that.
Pumbaa: ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?!?
Timon: Now they're in for it.
Pumbaa: They CALL me... MISTER PIG! (charges at the hyenas while yelling manically)
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(after Scar is knocked off Pride Rock)
Scar: Ah, my friends.
Shenzi: Friends? I thought you said we were the 'enemy'.
(Ed laughs while smiling)
Shenzi: Friends? I thought you said we were the 'enemy'.
(Ed laughs while smiling)