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| Nala | Pumbaa | Simba | Timon |
Ohi'mbube. Ohi'mbube (Etc...).
In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps tonight.
(Pumbaa turns to follow a large beetle. Drifts away from Timon.)
In the jungle, the mighty jungle, the lion sleeps to- (Speaking)
I can't hear ya, buddy. Back me up! A-weeeeeeeeee! A-Pumbaa-bum-bawaaay. (Misses Pumbaa.) A-Pumbaa? Pumbaa?
(Shows Pumbaa following the beetle. The bug jumps on a log, and he hides behind a tree. Pumbaa tries to
jump the log but, landing ontop of it, looks back.) Timon? (Looks around and shrugs. He jumps over the log, and peers at the beetle. Pumbaa
notices something in the background and spots a prowling lioness.) (Terrified) Hyeeaaaahhh!
(Pumbaa flees with the lioness chasing hotly after him.)
(Hears the noise from the chase.) Pumbaa?
(Pumbaa runs towards Timon, but his body gets stuck under the root of a tree. He tries to squeeze through.)
Pumbaa! Pumbaa! Hey, what's going on?!
(Panicking, horror-stricken) She's gonna eat me!
Huh? (Gets ontop the root which Pumbaa is caught under and finds the lioness charging towards them.) Whoah, geez!
(Hops down and pushes Pumbaa from the rear-end, trying to free him from the root.) Why do I always have
to save your- (Stops pushing and freezes with horror, watching the lioness.) Aaah!
(The lioness closes in on them. Just as she does so, Simba leaps over Pumbaa and Timon, attacking her. They fight ruthlessly.)
(Patting Pumbaa's rear-end) Don't worry, buddy. I'm here for you. Everything's gonna be
okay. (To Simba) Get her! Bite her head! Go for the jugular! The jugular! (To Pumbaa) See, I told you he'd come in handy.
(Simba and the lioness begin to wrestle each other. She pins him down with a harsh thump.)
(Astonished) ......Nala?
(Backs off, and looks at Simba confusedly.) .......
Is it really you?
Who are you...?
It's me. Simba.
Simba? (Smiling, with mouth wide open) ......Whoah!
(They greet each other enthusiastically, speaking confusedly.)
Well, how did you...where did you come from...? It's great to see you!
Aaah! How did you...who...wow...this is cool...it's great to see ya!
(Jaw hanging loose in disbelief.) (Suddenly frustrated) Hey, what's goin' on here?! (Hops
down the tree root and approaches Simba and Nala.)
(To Nala) What are you doing here?
What do you mean, "What am I dong here?" What are you doing here?
Hey! What's goin' on here?!
(Overjoyed) Timon, this is Nala. She's my best friend!
(Irritated, frustrated, and confused) Friend?!
Yeah. Hey, Pumbaa! Come over here.
(Frees himself from the root.)
Nala, this is Pumbaa. Pumbaa, Nala.
(Politely) Pleased to make your acquaintance.
The pleasure's all mine.
How do you...whoa, whoa! Time out... Let me 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?! (Breathes heavily.)
Relax, Timon.
(Happily) Wait 'til everybody finds out you've been here all this time. And your
mother...what will she think?
(Worried) She doesn't have to know... Nobody has to know.
Well, of course they do. Everyone thinks you're dead.
They do?
Yeah. Scar told us about the stampede.
He did? (Nervous) What else did he tell you?
What else matters? You're alive. And that means...you're the king!
King? Pbbtt. Lady, have you got your lions crossed!
King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet! (Repeatedly kisses Simba's paw.)
(Pulling his paw away) Stop it.
(To Pumbaa) It's not "gravel," it's "grovel!" And don't! He's not the king! (To Simba) Are ya?
No.
Simba!
No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be, but that was a long time ago.
Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us?
Look, I'm still the same guy.
(Ambitiously) But with power!
(Bends her head eye-level with Timon.) Could you guys...excuse us for a few minutes?
Hey, (Taps Pumbaa.) whatever she has to say, she can say it in front of us. Right, Simba?
(Embarassed) Hmm...maybe you'd better go.
(Astonished, then resigned) It starts. You think you know a guy...
(Timon and Pumbaa begin to walk off.)
Eh...
(To Nala) Timon and Pumbaa: you learn to love 'em. (Sees Nala's head bent sadly.)
What? ...What is it?
(Quietly) 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.
Hey, it's OK.
(Rubs Simba's chin with her face, purring.) I've really missed you.
(Startled by Nala's move, then relaxed) I've missed you too.