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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 point right below a ledge where he of Simba's sight, Mufasa reaches a 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! Broth-- {slips, barely hangs on} Brother! Help me!
then suddenly latches onto Mufasa's {Scar looks disdainfully down, and 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: {Slowly and evilly} 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.}
Mufasa: Aaaaaaahh!
{Camera suddenly focuses in on Simba, who is watching his father hit the ground. No sound effects of the hit. No view of it either. Mufasa and Simba's screams mingle.} Simba: Nooooooo!
{The herd passes. Everything is clouded by dust. Simba bounds to the canyon floor. Mufasa is nowhere to be seen.}
Simba: {Cough} Dad!! Simba: {Quietly} Dad?
{We hear a sound} {We see a stray wildebeest run past, the source of the sound. The wildebeest 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 musical theme. Again we notice how small Simba really is.}
Simba: {Hopefully} Dad? ...Dad, come on. {He 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.} HEEEEELP! Somebody! {His voice reverberates hollowly off the sides of the gorge.} Anybody... help.
{He cries. Simba turns back to the body. He nuzzles up under the limp paw so that his father is embracing him. Pause for effect.}
{Where the music would resolve, we hit a minor chord as the image of Scar advancing appears through the dust.} Scar: Simba. ...What have you done? Simba: {Jumps back, crying} There were wildebeests and he tried to save me... it was an accident, I... I didn't mean for it to happen.
Scar: {Embracing Simba, yet still distant} Of course, of course you didn't. No one... ever means {pulls Simba closer; Simba hides his face on Scar's foreleg} for these things to happen. ...But the king IS dead. {looking with mock regret at Simba) And if it weren't for you, he'd still be alive. {Simba is crushed, believing his guilt. What will your mother think?
Another thought \Simba: {Sniffing} What am I gonna do? Scar: Run away, Simba. Run... Run away and never return.
{Simba runs off blindly, obviously broken. Slight pause, for the audience to catch its emotional breath. hyenas appear behind Scar.} Music ends. The three Scar: Kill him.
{The hyenas take off after him; Scar stands motionless. Simba is chased up the entire length of the gully. He reaches the lip only to see a sheer drop on the other side. Having no choice he jumps and tumbles down into a patch of briars below. The hyenas pursue the entire way. When the are running down towards the briars, Banzai sees them and recoils. Banzai: Whoa!!
{After skidding extensively, Banzai
manages to stop just above the brambles. He heaves a sigh of relief. and Ed run into him, propelling him into Then Shenzi the bushes.}
Banzai: Yeow! {Jumping back out of the bushes}
{Shenzi and Ed are laughing}
Shenzi: {Seeing Simba emerge from the far side of the briars into the desert} Hey-- There he goes! There he goes!
Banzai: {Removing thorns} So go get 'im. Shenzi: There ain't no way I'm going in there. What, you want me to come out there looking like you? Cactus Butt? Banzai: {Spitting out thorns into Ed's laughing face; Ed lets out a small yelp of pain} 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: {Shouting} Yeah! you hear that? If you ever come back, we'll kill ya!!! still running into the desert. The Hyenas {\make their way off the cliffs back to the Pride Lands.}
[Address and Depaint Scene]
lionesses by the moon on Pride Rock.} {Camera change to Scar addressing the Scar: Mufasa's death was a terrible tragedy; but to lose Simba, who had barely begun to live...
Some of them, with Zazu, are {Camera pans around the lionesses. comforting Sarabi, who bends her head in extreme pain. rubbing against her mother's paw, Nala is crying.}
Scar: ...For me it is a deep personal loss. 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... {The hyenas start emerging, casting eerie green shadows and laughing hollowly} ...in which lion and hyena come together, in a great and
glorious future! {Scar ascends Pride Rock as the hyenas appear in full force.}
{The camera pans to Rafiki who is shaking his head in the distance. The scene changes with Rafiki in the
same position. He is in his tree house. After wiping away a tear, he reaches up and rubs his hand across the cub painting, smearing it. The camera changes. The painting, smeared, is overlaid on Simba laying out in the hot desert sun.}
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[Buzzards - Intro to Hakuna Matata body. One descends, then all. They {Buzzards are circling the cub's circle around it. With a blast of
music, Timon riding Pumbaa appears and dives into the midst of the buzzards. They slap and kick the buzzards all away.}
Timon:Yeeeeeeeeeeaaaahh! Get out! Get out! Get outta here! Whoo! Pumbaa: I love it! Bowling for buzzards!
Timon: {Laughing, dusting himself off} Gets 'em every time.
Pumbaa: {Looking at Simba} Uh-oh. Hey Timon. You better come look. I think it's still alive. Timon: Ewww...
He is lying with his paw over his {Timon walks to the front of Simba. face.}
Timon: All righty, what have we got here? {he smells Simba}
{He tries to lift Simba's paw. He can't. He gets under it and with a great push gets it above his head. He sees Simba's face.}
Timon: Jeez, it's a lion! {Jumping up on Pumbaa} 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: {Yelling into Pumbaa's ear, which creates a reverberating effect} Pumbaa, are you nuts? We're talking about a lion. Lions eat guys like us.
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Pumbaa: But he's so little. and accidentally dumps Timon from {He leans over to regard Simba, his head.}
Timon: He's gonna get bigger. Pumbaa: {Seen from Timon's point of view on the ground, with a huge nose) Maybe he'll be on our side. thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll Timon: A--huh! That's the stupidest 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. Pumbaa: So we keeping 'im?
Timon: Of course. Who's the brains in this outfit?
{Pumbaa scoops Simba up on his tusks}
Pumbaa: Uhhh...
Timon: My point exactly. Jeez, I'm fried. Let's get out of here and find some shade.
{Pumbaa trots off with Timon on his back and carrying Simba. [Hakuna Matata Scene]
{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. Simba stirs.} Timon: You okay, kid? Simba: I guess so.
Pumbaa: You nearly died. Timon: I saved you.
Pumbaa: {Snorts at Timon}
Timon: Well, uh, Pumbaa helped. A little.
Simba: {Dully} Thanks for your help.
{Simba heads off quietly back out towards the desert.}
Timon: Hey, where you going? Simba: Nowhere.
Timon: {Watching Simba, talking to Pumbaa} Gee. He looks blue. Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold. Timon: No, no, no, no. I mean he's depressed. Pumbaa: Oh.
{Pumbaa trots up to Simba}
Pumbaa: Hey kid, what's eatin' ya? Timon: Nothing; he's at the top of the food chain! Ahhhhhhha ha haaa! The food cha-haain! {Pumbaa and Simba stare at him silently} Ha ha hum... ahem. {Realizing his joke flopped} So, where you from...? Simba: Who cares? I can't go back. Timon: Ahh. You're an outcast! That's great, so are we. Pumbaa: What'cha do, kid?
Simba: Something terrible. But I don't wanna talk about it.
Timon: Good. We don't wanna hear about it.
Pumbaa: {To Timon} Come on, Timon. {To Simba} Anything we can do? Simba: Not unless you can change the past. Pumbaa: You know, kid, in times like this my buddy Timon here says, \put your behind in your past...\Timon: {Waving arms} No. No.No. Pumbaa: I mean...
Timon: Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself. {to Simba} It's \your past behind you.\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.
{Clears throat} Hakuna Matata. Simba: {Still lethargic} What?
Pumbaa: Ha-ku-na Ma-ta-ta. It means \worries.\
chords}
{Full Song, no fade in except in marimba Timon: Hakuna Matata! What a wonderful phrase
Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata! Ain't no passing craze
Timon:It means no worries For the rest of your days
{Timon pulls Simba over to a green bush and leans him back on it.}
Both:It's our problem-free Philosophy
Timon: {Filing down one of Simba's claws} Hakuna Matata!
Simba: {Spoken section over background} Pumbaa: Yeah, it's our motto. Hakuna matata? Simba: What's a motto?
Timon: Nothing! What's a motto with you? Ahh ha ha ha...
Pumbaa: {Laughing} You know, kid-- These two words will solve all your problems.
Timon: That's right! Take Pumbaa for example.
Timon:Why, when he was a young {Back into song}
warthog...
Pumbaa: {Italian counter-tenor range} When I was a young wart hoooog! Timon: {Speaking, cleaning ear} Very nice.
Pumbaa: Thanks! Timon: {Singing}
appeal. He could clear the savannah after He found his aroma lacked a certain every meal
Pumbaa:I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind And oh, the shame {Timon: He was ashamed!} Thoughta changin' my name {Oh, what's in a name?} And I got downhearted
{How did you feel?} Ev'rytime that I... Timon: {Speaking} Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids! Pumbaa: {Speaking} Oh... sorry. {String pizzicato. Simba looks into the camera, surprised.}
{Simba watches with growing
interest as Timon hoists Pumbaa into a vine loop above his head, where he begins swinging.} Pumbaa and Timon: Hakuna Matata!
What a wonderful phrase Hakuna Matata!
Simba: {After becoming more and Ain't no passing craze
more enthusiastic, he finally joins in singing, a spotlight falling on him.) It means no worries for the rest of your days
Timon: {Not singing, doing a
vaudeville knee-slide up to Simba} Yeah, sing it, kid!
Simba and Timon: It's our problem-free ...
Pumbaa: {Landing next to them, with a flatulent sound}....
philosophy... All three: Hakuna Matata!
revealing a beautiful view of a {Timon pulls back a fern leaf, rift-jungle. Waterfalls and rugged terrain make a beautiful view. Harp runs accentuate the scene.}
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 I-knew-this-would-happen.}
bit taken aback and a little bit Timon: Eeeahhah. We're fresh out of zebra.
Simba: Any antelope? Timon: Na ah.
Simba: {A bit desperate} 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. Timon picks one up.}
Simba: Eeew. What's that?
Timon: A grub. What's it look like? Simba: Eeew. Gross.
Timon: {Eating, mouth full} Mmmm. Tastes like chicken.
{Pumbaa slurps up a large worm from the ground. Both
Timon and Pumbaa are feasting on bugs by now.}
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Pumbaa: {Slurping} Slimy, yet satisfying.
Timon: {Grabbing a bug} these are rare delicacies. Mmmm.
{Crunches} Piquant, with a very pleasant crunch.
Pumbaa: You'll learn to love 'em. Timon: I'm telling you, 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. {munch} And best of all, no worries. {Timon has been collecting bugs on a leaf. He offers it to
Simba. Simba picks out a grub.} Timon: Well, kid?
Simba: Oh well-- Hakuna Matata. {He eats} Simba: {Looking more cheerful} {Sick music}
Slimy, yet satisfying. Timon: That's it!
{The bugs fly off the leaf in a colorful flutter.}
crossing a log, walking and tossing {The scene switches to all three their heads to the music. With a steady build in the music, a change occurs. We see the image of young Simba become an adolescent Simba, with a partial mane. And then again, Simba becomes a full grown adult. While the chanting of the title is happening, the camera is panning at the low level (6\all the interaction between Pumbaa, Timon, and Simba as a cub had been occurring. First we see Timon, and then Pumbaa. The camera continues panning at a low angle to where the cub Simba would fit. Instead we see the adult Simba's paw come down. An immediate back up for a full view of a big Simba.}
Pumbaa and Timon: {Chanting to music} Hakuna matata, hakuna matata, hakuna matata.
Simba: {Adult voice now.} It means no worries for the rest of your days. All three: It's our problem-free Philosophy
Simba: Hakuna Matata
pond. First, Timon jumps in doing a {All three dive off of the log into a cannonball, and makes a small splash. Then Pumbaa, doing a swan dive, makes a small splash too. Finally Simba swings out on a vine (gripped in his teeth). Before he can dive, the vine breaks under his weight. The resulting splash is big enough to wash Pumbaa and Timon ashore.} Hakuna Matata
on shore. The song breaks into gentle {Simba joins Timon and Pumbaa jazz voice improvisations on the words \Matata.\Pumbaa, and Simba boogeying off into the forest to the beat of \ [Zazu Sings Scene]
Pride Rock. Almost all of the coloring is in {The camera switches to a far view of gray. Most of the plants and trees appear to be dead. We can hear Zazu's first line and then 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: Nobody knows the trouble I've seen. Nobody 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.
world after all...
Zazu: {Thinks a moment} It's a small Scar: {Interrupting, almost shouting} No! No. Anything but that!
Zazu: {Thinks, then holds up a feather as a tune comes to him.}
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts (diddely-dee-dee) There they are a-standing in a row...
{Scar is enjoying this and starts to join in} Zazu and 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: {Quick and angry} 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!
of Zazu's cage on the last line. {Scar shoves his muzzle between the ribs blows Zazu up against the wall.}
His breath Well, I only mentioned it to illustrate the Zazu: Yes, sire. You ARE the king. I... I... differences in your royal managerial approaches. {Nervous laugh} Banzai: {Offstage} Hey Boss! Scar: Oh, what is it this time?
Banzai: We got a bone to pick with you. Shenzi: {To Banzai} I'll handle this. {To Scar} Scar, there's no food, 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... {makes helpless gesture}
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.
Banzai: {To Shenzi} I thought things were bad under Mufasa.
Scar: {Quick and angry again} What did you say?
Banzai: I said Muf... thwaps Banzai to remind him.} {Shenzi is smiling at Scar and Banzai: I said, uh... \Scar: Good. Now get out.
pause}
{The hyenas start out but then Banzai: Mm... yeah, but-- we're still hungry. Scar: Out!
{They run off; Ed lets loose a crazy laugh}
[Second Star Scene]
the jungle. We hear a monstrous {The camera switches to a view of belch reverberate across the
landscape. The camera switches to Timon, Pumbaa, and Simba lying on their backs looking at the stars.} Timon: Whoah. 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 deeply, in unison. Gentle music fades in.} Pumbaa: Timon? Timon: Yeah?
Pumbaa: Ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa. I don't wonder; I know.
Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies Pumbaa: Oh. What are they? that uh... got stuck up in that big... bluish-black... thing.
that they were balls of gas burning Pumbaa: Oh. Gee. I always thought billions of miles away. everything's gas.
Timon: Pumbaa, wit' you, Pumbaa: Simba, what do you think? Simba: Well, I don't know...
give .. Well, come on, Simba, we Pumbaa: Aw come on. Give, give, told you ours... pleeeease?
Timon: Come on, come on... give, give.
{Cue \somebody once told me that the great Simba: {Reluctantly} Well,
kings of the past are up there, watching over us.
Pumbaa: {Awed, either genuinely or mockingly} Really?
Timon: You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching us? {tries to keep composure, then...} Pbbb. {Timon breaks out laughing. Pumbaa joins in. Simba does half-heartedly.}
like that? What mook made that up? Timon: Who told you something Simba: Yeah. Pretty dumb, huh? Simba.
Timon: Aw, you're killing me, looks back up at the stars.
{The music rises again. Simba He quietly gets up and leaves.}
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Timon: Was it something I said? [Discovery Scene]
walks out on a ledge and looks up at {The music continues. Simba 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. Next we see Rafiki's hand snatch 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! {He laughs}
{Rafiki grabs his staff. Laughing in delight, he picks up some paint and puts a mane on the smeared lion image on the wall.} Rafiki: It is time!
{The camera switches to a jungle [\
scene. We hear Pumbaa singing the familiar bass to \Tonight\
towards the camera. A Capella.} Timon joins in as they walk Pumbaa: {Singing} Ohi'mbube Ohi'mbube {etc.....}
Timon: {Singing} In the jungle
The mighty jungle The lion sleeps tonight. {Pumbaa turns to follow a bug; he In the jungle
The mighty jungle
fades out.}
The lion sleeps...
{Speaking} I can't hear you, buddy, back me up!
followed the bug stage left. The {Pumbaa has faded out, having following line is in full and good falsetto.}
A-WEEEE-ee-EE-ee ba-Pum-ba-bum-ba-way
{Realizing Pumbaa is not there} A-Pumbaa? Pumbaa?
following the bug. He is still
{Camera switch to Pumbaa humming the bass. He 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.} {Looks around, then shrugs} Pumbaa: {Spooked} Timon? views the bug at close range, the {He jumps over the log. As he 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.} Pumbaa: YEEEEAAAHHH!
The lioness, with teeth and claws bared, {He runs, with the lioness in hot pursuit. chases Pumbaa around at high speed. Camera switch to Timon.}
Timon: {Hearing the noise of the chase} Pumbaa?
{Pumbaa runs near Timon and gets stuck under the root of a tree by trying to squeeze through.}
Timon: Pumbaa! Pumbaa! Hey, what's goin' on?
Pumbaa: SHE'S GONNA EAT ME! Timon: Huh?
the lioness charging at full speed towards {Timon gets up on the branch and sees them. He gets down and tries to help push Pumbaa out from under the root.}
Timon: {Seeing the lioness} Woah! ... Jeez! Why do I always have to save your AAAAAA!
lioness was about to close on Pumbaa and {On the AAAAAA!, Timon sees the 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.}
Timon: {To Pumbaa} Don't worry, buddy. I'm here for ya. okay. {To Simba} Get her! Bite her head! Everything's gonna be Go for the jugular. The jugular! {to Pumbaa}
See, I told you he'd come in handy.
becomes a wrestling. The lioness flips {The lions tangle for a bit more. The fight 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?
Simba, examining him.} {She immediately backs off and looks at Simba: Is it really you? Nala: Who are you? Simba: It's me. Simba.
Nala: Simba? {Pause for realization} Whoah!
each other. The greetings are enthused and {Simba and Nala run together and greet run over each other.}
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... completely baffled by this sudden change} {Camera view of Timon who is
Timon: Hey, what's goin' on here?
Simba: {Still to Nala} What are you doing here?
Nala: What do you mean, \doing here?\ HERE!?!?!
Timon: HEY! WHAT'S GOIN' ON friend.
Simba: Timon, this is Nala. She's my best Timon: {Thoroughly confused} Friend?!?
Simba: Yeah. Hey, Pumbaa, come over here.
{Pumbaa gets himself unstuck.} Pumbaa, Nala.
Simba: Nala, this is Pumbaa. acquaintance.
Pumbaa: Pleased to make your Nala: The pleasure's all mine. Whoa. Time out.. Lemme get this Timon: How do you do.. Whoa! straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And everybody's... okay with this? Simba: Relax, Timon.
DID I MISS SOMETHING?!? Nala: Wait till everybody finds out you've been here all this time! And your mother... what will she think? Simba: {Misunderstanding} She doesn't have to know. Nobody has to know.
Nala: Well, of course they do. Everyone thinks you're dead. Simba: They do?
Nala: Yeah. Scar told us about the stampede.
Simba: He did? Well... {beginning to see something} what else did he tell you?
Nala: What else matters? You're alive. and that means... you're the king.
Timon: King? Pbbb. Lady, have you got your lions crossed.
Pumbaa: King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet. {Noisily kisses Simba's paw} Simba: Stop it.
Timon: {To Pumbaa} It's not
\he's not the king. {to Simba} Are ya? Simba: No. Nala: Simba?
Simba: No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be, but... that was a long time ago.
Timon: Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us?
Simba: Look, I'm still the same guy. Timon: {Enthusiastic} But with power!
Nala: {Apologetic} Could you guys... excuse us for a few minutes? Timon: Hey, {taps Pumbaa}
whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba?
Simba: Hmm. Maybe you'd better go.
Timon: {Aghast, then resigned} It starts. You think you know a guy... {Pumbaa and Timon pad off. Pumbaa sighs.}
Simba: Timon and Pumbaa. You learn to love 'em.
{Nala has her head bowed down sadly.}
Simba: What? ...What is it?
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Nala: {Quietly} It's like you're back from the dead. You don't know how much this will mean to everyone. {Pained means to me.
expression} ...What it Simba: Hey, it's okay.
Nala: {Rubbing under Simba's chin, purring} I've really missed you. Simba: {Startled by Nala's boldness for an instant, then reciprocating} I've missed you too.
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[\{They are rubbing heads. We hear Timon sigh; camera switch to show them watching from the bushes.} Timon: {Heavy sigh} I tell you, Pumbaa, this stinks. Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry.
Timon: Not you. Them! Him. Her. Alone.
Pumbaa: What's wrong with that? {Singing}
{Parenthetical part is spoken by Pumbaa.}
Timon: I can see what's happening (What?) And they don't have a clue (Who?) They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line.Our trio's down to two. (Oh.)
{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
Pumbaa to Simba and Nala in front {The scene passes from Timon and of a waterfall.}
FS: Can you feel the love tonight? The peace the evening brings The world, for once, in perfect harmony with all its living things
taking in each other's movements, {After walking around each other, they stop to drink at the water.} Simba: So many things to tell her But how to make her see The truth about my past? Impossible! She'd turn away from me
Nala: He's holding back, he's hiding but what, I can't decide Why won't he be the king I know he is the king I see inside?
occurs: Simba looks at Nala, smiles, {During the Chorus the following 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 pushes him back in. The scene switches to them tussling. They end up play fighting.
After tumbling down a hillside, Simba ends up pinning. Nala for a first. She gives him a tiny lick, resembling a kiss. looks startled and stares at Nala. Close-up Simba of Nala, as she stares back with a seductive smile. Close-up of Simba, whose
expression changes from a surprised one to (a cat-style kiss) as the last lyrics are a comprehending one.. The two rub heads sung.} Chorus:
Can you feel the love tonight? The peace the evening brings
The world, for once, in perfect harmony With all its living things
Can you feel the love tonight? You needn't look too far
Stealing through the night's uncertainties and Pumbaa.}
{Camera switches back to a tearful Timon Love is where they are
Timon: And if he falls in love tonight {Pumbaa sniffs} It can be assumed {Timon hugs Pumbaa, tearfully.} Pumbaa: His carefree days with us are history
Timon and Pumbaa: In short, our pal is doomed
{They let loose crying full force.} [Hammock Scene]
Nala: It is beautiful. But I don't understand Simba: Isn't this a great place?
something.You've been alive all this time. Why didn't you come back to Pride Rock? Simba: {Climbing into a \hanging vines} Well, I just needed to... get out on my own. Live my own life. And I did. And it's great. {He sounds almost as if trying to convince himself as well as Nala.}
Nala: {Voice catching, as though barely under control} We've really needed you at home.
Simba: {Quieter} No one needs me. Nala: Yes, we do! You're the king.
not the king. Scar is.
Simba: Nala, we've been through this. I'm Nala: Simba, he let the hyenas take over the Pride Lands. Simba: What?
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: {Louder} Why?
Simba: You wouldn't understand. Nala: What wouldn't I understand? Simba: {Hastily} No, no, no. It doesn't matter. Hakuna Matata. Nala: {Confused} What?
Simba: Hakuna Matata. It's something I learned out here. Look, sometimes bad things happen... Nala: Simba!
Simba: (Continuing, irritated) ...And there's nothing you can do about it. So why worry?
{Simba starts away from Nala, walking on a fallen tree. Nala trots back up to him.} 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. Simba: Sorry.
Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember. Simba: You're right. I'm not. Now are you satisfied?
Nala: No, just disappointed.
Simba: You know, you're starting to sound like my father.
Nala: Good. At least one of us does. {Walking away again}
{Simba is obviously cut by the comment about his father; he tears into Nala with his words.}
Simba: {Angry} 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 would just tell me!
Simba: Forget it! Nala: Fine!
{Simba walks off. Camera switch 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.
{He looks up at the stars.}
me! But you're not. And it's because You said you'd always be there for of me. It's my fault. It's my fault. tears. The camera backs to a far view {He bows his head, choking back and then zooms over to Rafiki in a nearby tree. We hear his chant. Just for fun, I've included its translation.} Rafiki's Chant: Translation: Asante sana! much!]
[Thank you very Squash banana! [Squash banana!] We we nugu! [You're a BABOON,] Mi mi apana! [And I'm not!] the chant. He moves away.
{Simba seems slightly annoyed by Rafiki, elated by the sight of Simba, follows him.
Simba lies down on a log over a pond. A rock disturbs the water; Rafiki, now in a nearby tree, starts his chant again.}
Simba: Come on, will you cut it out? {Rafiki, laughing, is doing random acrobatics in the trees nearby.} Rafiki: Can't cut it out. It'll grow right back! {laughs}
{Simba starts walking away. Rafiki follows.}