I had a secret "informant" who shall go unnamed (Thanks, Rocio!) record a TLK "revival" with a hidden state of the art bug. Don't ask where it was hidden, all I will say is that it took 7 glasses of sacramental wine and a guy in a Scar suit before she'd wear the thing. The following is the transcript of what she recorded: John Burkitt: "Hello, my friends. We meet today under a happy pretense.. but I have some sad news to break to you. Apparently, the Grand Pumbaa feels that 'reviving' someone is against the Great Circle of Life; and while it hurts me so to break this news to you, Scar will have to remain dead. John: "Ladies, please! I know it's hard... but it's not a total loss! I've got something special planned!" Dave: "Wine! Wine! We must drink to Scar's memory! What a brilliant idea!" John: "No! Not yet, my friends. The time to be merry shall be _after_ today's session; and merry will you be; yea, in fact, I have decided to read a special passage to you from 'The Days of Scar'." John: "Ah... let me begin. 27:1 'And Scar dids't look upon the face of the holy Mother, and dids't see hurt and confusion. Aye, the wench had dared to standeth before him and verrily mock his every word; and the great paw of Scar did lasheth out at the holy mother, fo.." John: "Dave! Put that away!" Dave : "Sorry. Went off." John: "Now where was I.. dids't.. wench... lasheth... ah! Here we are. 'and the great paw of Scar did lasheth out at the holy mother, for he could no.." : "NALA! TAKE ME NOW!" John: "DAVE! Do _not_ soil this congregation with your lustful thoughts! Why do you think we market the 'lust sized Nala'? Do yourself and the church a favor; pick one up on your way home tonight... Oh. I see.. you already have one? With you? OH! You're using it now. My apologies, Dave. You may continue, but try to keep it down." John : "Okay... paw... holy... oh hell. How about I sum it up and we sing? Scar whacked her a good one, Simba saw it, and tore him up. Simba wins, gets girl, makes little Simbas. The End. Now, who wants to sing the Hare song?" Haaaare Simba, Haaaare Nala, Haaaare Simba, Haaaare Nala, Haaaare Simba, Haaaare Nala, Hare Nala, Nala, Nala... Dave: "Iiiin the jungle, the miiiigthy jungle, Nala waits toniiiight! Iiiin the jungle, the miiiighty jungle, m' baby waits toniiiight! AwEEEEEEEEEheeheehee, a Pumbaa go away.... AwEEEEEEEEEheeheehee, a Pumbaa go away..." Dave: "Iiii" Margaret: "n the village, the peaceful village, Scar I'l love you riiiight... Iiiin the village, the steamy village, Scar I'l love you riiiiiight! AwEEEEEEEEheeheeheee, yes I'l get the light... AwEEEEEEEEheeheehee, promise not to bite..." "Can I want some wine, eh?" John: "No Dave, not until the end." "But it's time to go, eh? Almost 3, eh? We've been singing for 4 hours, eh!" Jason: "Ya! Where's the wine, eh? You'd better have wine, EH!" John (yelling): "HEY! EVERYBODY! *HEEEEY*! PEOPLE! PEEEEP.." John: "Thank you, Dave. People, I have another disappointing announcement to make... it seems that the Grand Pumbaa has consumed all of the holy wine. However, I'm sure that you will all be understahn-ahn-aaaaaaHHHH! Put me DOWN, Oliver!" This tape is available for purchase, though the price is quite high. I'd be willing to trade for a rendezvous with Nala.