This is a serious warning, this crossover may contain adult situations and
language,  though most of the swears are dumped (ex: [beep]) but, this is
still not for small children.  We here in Chicago only care about 3 things:
Cold beer at Wrigley Field, Pizza, and Jerry Springer, that's why I wrote
this.  

(Cue Jerry Springer Theme Music)
(Crowd cheers)

Crowd: Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

Jerry: Thank you, Thank you very much.   

(Crowd sits down)

Jerry: Today on the show we have people, if you want to call them that, who
have confessions to make.  Our first guest today is Scar.  Uh, welcome to the
show Scar.  So, tell us what happened. 

Scar (thinks back): Hmm, well I guess it all started when the little hairball
was born.  

(Crowd hoots and hollers at Scar) 

Crowd: Come on! Man you suck!

Jerry: What? You come here on national TV and you call your nephew a hairball?
That's a disgrace. 

(Scar shifts in his seat)

Scar: Well, when he was born, it meant that I would never be King, at the
time,  my brother Mufasa was the King.  So one day, there was a stampede in
the gorge, and Simba was down there. Oh, dear it was SO terrifying, lucky his
daddy was there to save him but alas, both are dead, and I've been the King
ever since.

(Crowd boo's Scar)

Scar: Oh, boo yourself

Jerry: Well, we have a special guest here, and when we come back we're going
to meet him, so stay tuned. 

(Crowd stands up and cheers)

(Cue Jerry Springer theme music)

(fade out)

(fade in)

(Cue Jerry Springer theme music)

(Crowd cheers)

Jerry: As I promised we have a special guest here today, and it's a secret so
why don't we let him come on out.  

(Simba runs onto the stage, and goes after Scar) 

Scar (shocked): No, Mufasa, you're dead. 

Simba: No, it's me, Simba.

Scar: Simba!

(Pose jumps after Scar, Scar gets out of his seat, as Simba puts his paw in
his face)

Simba: You [beep] [beep], you worthless piece of [beep], you let the Pride
Lands go to hell. 

(Security comes onto the stage and stops the two before they fight and puts
their chairs on opposite ends of the stage)

(Two security guards restrain both Simba and Scar)

Scar: [beep] you, Do you know how [beep]ing  hard it is to manage a [beep]ing
Kingdom

Simba: I don't want to hear your damn excuses, step your [beep] down, or we
have to fight. 

Jerry: Ok, ok, so, what's going on here?????

Crowd: Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

Scar: He's supposed to be dead

Simba: You're gonna be the mother [beep]er that's dead. 

Jerry: Ok, we have another guest here as well, it's Simba's mother Sarabi,
Mufasa's wife. Come on out Sarabi. We also have Simba's wife Nala, Nala, you
come out too. 

(Sarabi and Nala come on to the stage both sitting next to Simba, and all
three away from Scar)

Sarabi:  You [beep]ing piece of [beep].  You treat us all like shit. 

Scar: Maybe if you were better hunters

(Crowd boos)  

Jerry: We also have Sarafina, Nala's mother here….

(Sarafina comes onto the stage and sits next to Nala)

Jerry: Sarafina welcome to the show, what do you have to say about all this?

Sarafina: Hmm, what do you think, Sarabi?

Scar: Don't look at me, it's Simba who is the real enemy.

Nala: What's he talking about Simba?

Scar: Ah, so you haven't told them your little secret.  Tell them, who is
responsible for Mufasa's death…

Simba: I am, it's my fault. 

(Crowd is shocked)

Sarabi: It's not true.  Tell me it's not true. 

Simba: It is, I did it. 

Scar: See he admits it, MURDERER….

Simba: No I didn't mean to.  

Scar: Oh [beep] you, you know you did it.  

Jerry: Wow, hold on a sec, I think you have a secret for Simba, don't you?
You're a woman?

Scar: No…..

Jerry: You slept with Sarafina?

Scar: Just shut up a second. Well, yes, I killed Mufasa. 

(crowd gasps)

(Simba quickly gets out of his chair and pounces Scar to the ground)

Simba: MURDERER!!!

Scar: No, you see, you wouldn't want to kill your uncle, I…I….I'm family.

Simba: No, I'm not like you Scar, run, run away and never return.  Ah, as you
wish your Majesty…..

(Scar quickly jumps up at Simba with security personnel trying to break up the
fight)

(Simba thinks fast and catapults him of the stage as he falls into the crowd)

Simba: That ought to teach that [beep]head not to mess with me. 

Crowd: Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!

(Crowd kills Scar) 

Nala: That's it, you're the King.  

(Rafiki comes in from offstage and points up to the top camera well) 

Rafiki: It is time.

(Simba climbs the stairway as the lionesses and crowd watch)

(Simba hops into the camera well and gives a loud roar)

(The lionesses respond with another roar)

Jerry: I'll be back with a final thought after this

(Crowd cheers)

(fade out)

(Fade In)

(Jerry sits by the "Final Thought" screen)

Jerry:  We learn lots of times as peoples struggle for power can truly end in
tragedy, and we learned that as Simba lost his father and his uncle because of
it.  So what we really learn out of this is…. Well, I don't know what the hell
we learned this whole thing was pretty [beep]ed up. Usually I try to come up
with some words of wisdom or something, but this time, I got nothing.  Until
next time, remember to take care of yourself, and each other.  

(Crowd cheers)

(Cue theme music)

(Jerry shakes the hands of all the guests)

(Cut to credits)

(Timon and Pumbaa appear offstage)

Timon: Hey we come all the way here, to see this? Oy. Well, we love you Jerry

Pumbaa: Hakuna Matata

(Cut to Zazu offstage)

Zazu: This is so embarrassing…..We love you Jerry.

(Fade out)

THE END