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: Hey, Uncle Scar, guess what? Scar
: I despise guessing games. Young Simba
: I'm gonna be King of Pride Rock. Scar
: Oh, goody. Young Simba
: My dad just showed me the whole kingdom. And I'm gonna rule it all. Heheh. Scar
: Yes. Well, forgive me for not leaping for joy. Bad back, you know.
[flops on his side
] Young Simba
: Hey Uncle Scar, when I'm King, what'll that make you? Scar
: A monkey's uncle. Young Simba
] You're so weird. Scar
: You have no idea.
] Nooooobody knows the trouble I've seen. / Nooooobody knows my sorrow. Scar
: Oh, Zazu, do lighten up. Sing something with a little *bounce* in it. Zazu
] It's a small world after all... Scar
: NO! No. *Anything* but that! Zazu
] I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts. / Dee-dee-dee-dee, / There they are just standing in a row. Zazu
: [Scar joins in
] Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head... Zazu
] Oh, I never had to do this with Mufasa.
: Ahh, 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! Adult Simba
] I am. Sarabi
] It's not true. Tell me it's not true. Adult Simba
: It's true. Scar
: You see? He admits it. Murderer! Adult 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? Adult Simba
: No. Scar
: Then you're *guilty*. Adult Simba
: No, I'm *not* a murderer!
: [Scar and the Hyenas approach him, leading him to the edge of a cliff
] No, Simba, you're in trouble again. But this time, Daddy isn't here to save you. And now everyone knows *why*!
[Simba falls back, but hangs desperately onto the edge
[Lightning strikes the ground below, causing a fire to start up
: Tell them the truth. Scar
: Truth? But truth is in the eye of the behold... Scar
: [Simba chokes him, he whispers
] All right. All right. I did it. Adult Simba
: So they can hear you. Scar
: I killed Mufasa!
: Ahh, my friends. Shenzi
: Friends? I thought he said we were the enemy. Banzai
: That's what I heard. Ed? Ed the Hyena
: Oo-oo-ooh, he-he, he-he-he
: I'm here to announce that King Mufasa's on his way. So you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning. Scar
: [sees the mouse scampering off
] Oh, now look, Zazu, you made me lose my lunch. Zazu
: Ha! You'll lose more than that when the King gets through with you. He's as mad as a hippo with a hernia... Scar
: [approaches him menacingly
] Oooh... I quiver with *fear*...
: Don't turn your back on me, Scar! Scar
: Oh, no, Mufasa. Perhaps *you* shouldn't turn your back on *me*. Mufasa
: [roars, runs to stand before him
] 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 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.
: So, your father showed you the whole kingdom, did he? Young Simba
: Everything. Scar
: He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the northern border? Young Simba
: Well, no. He said I can't go there. Scar
: And he's absolutely right! It's far too dangerous. Only the bravest lions go there. Young Simba
: Well, I'm brave. What's out there? Scar
: No, I'm sorry, Simba, I just *can't* tell you. Young Simba
: Why not? Scar
: Simba, Simba, I'm only looking out for the well-being of my favorite nephew. Young Simba
: Yeah, right. I'm your only nephew. Scar
: All the more reason for me to be protective. An elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince. Young Simba
: An elephant what? Whoa! Scar
: Oops! Oh, dear, I've said too much! Well, I suppose you'd have found out sooner or later, you being so clever and all. Just promise me you'll never visit that dreadful place! Young Simba
: No problem! Scar
: There's a good lad. You run along now and have fun. And remember... its our little secret.
: Oh, Scar, it's just you. Shenzi
: We were afraid it was somebody important. Banzai
: Yeah, you know, like Mufasa. Scar
: I see. Banzai
: Now that's power. Shenzi
: Tell me about it. I just hear that name and I shudder. Banzai
: Mufasa! Shenzi
: Ooooh! Do it again! Banzai
: Mufasa! Shenzi
: Ooooh! Banzai
: Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa! Shenzi
[breaks into laughter
: And it tingles me! Scar
: I'm *surrounded* by idiots.
: Yeah, be prepared! We'll be prepared... for what? Scar
: For the death of the king! Banzai
: Why? Is he sick? Scar
: No, fool, we're going to kill him. And Simba, too. Shenzi
: Hey, great idea! Who needs a king? Banzai
: [singing and dancing around Ed
] No king, no king, la la la la la la... Scar
: Idiots! There will *be* a king! Banzai
: Hey, but you said that... Scar
: *I* will be king. Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again! Banzai
: Yeah, all right! Long live the king!
[other hyenas join in
: Long live the king! Long live the king!
: Now you wait here. Your father has a *marvelous* surprise for you. Young Simba
: Oooh. What is it? Scar
: If I told you, it wouldn't *be* a surprise, now would it? Young Simba
: If you tell me, I'll still *act* surprised. Scar
: Ho ho ho. You are such a naughty boy! Young Simba
: Come on, Uncle Scar. Scar
: No, no, no, no, no, no, no. This is just for you and your daddy. You know, a sort of... father-son... thing. Well! I'd better go get him. Young Simba
: I'll go with you. Scar
: Heh heh heh. No. Just stay on this rock. You wouldn't want to end up in another mess like you did with the hyenas. Young Simba
: You know about that? Scar
: Simba, Simba, everybody knows about that. Young Simba
: Really? Scar
: Oh, yes. Lucky Daddy was there to save you, eh? Oh, and just between us, you might want to work on that little roar of yours. Hmm? Young Simba
: Oh, okay. Hey, Uncle Scar, will I like this surprise? Scar
: Simba, it's to *die* for!
: Mufasa's death was a terrible tragedy; but to lose Simba, who had barely begun to live... 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... in which lion and hyena come together, in a great and glorious future!
: Hey, Boss! Scar
: Oh, what is it this time? Banzai
: We've got a bone to pick with you! Shenzi
: I'll handle this. Scar, there's no food, no water... Banzai
: Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no stinkin' entrees. Scar
: It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting. 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.
: I thought things were bad under Mufasa. Scar
: What did you say? Banzai
: I said Muf...
[Shenzi elbows him
: I said, uh... Que pasa? Scar
: Good. Now get out. Banzai
: Yeah, but... we're still hungry. Scar
: Simba, Simba, please. Please have mercy, I beg you. Adult Simba
: You don't deserve to live. Scar
: But, Simba, I... am... family. It's the hyenas who are the real enemy. It was their fault. It was their idea! Adult Simba
: Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie. Scar
: What are you going to do? You wouldn't kill your *old* uncle...? Adult Simba
: No, Scar. I'm not like you. Scar
: Oh, Simba, thank you. You are truly noble. I'll make it up to you, I promise. How can I, ah, prove myself to you? Tell me anything, anything. Adult Simba
: Run. Run away, Scar. And never return. Scar
: Yes. Of course. As you wish,
[Scar's words turn into a snarl
: your Majesty!
[throws embers in Simba's face
] Adult Simba
: What am I gonna do? Scar
: Run. Run away, and never return.
[Simba leaves and hyenas come out of the mist
: Kill him.
: Well, as slippery as your mind is, as the King's brother *you* should've been first in line. Scar
: [Scar threatens to bite, Zazu retreats toward Mufasa
] Well, I was first in line, until the little hairball was born. Mufasa
: That hairball is my son. And *your* future king. Scar
: Oh, I shall have to practice my curtsy.
: [Scar catches a mouse
] 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. Hmm-hmm-hmm, adieu. Zazu
: Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?
: [above the stampeding wildebeest
] Scar! Broth-brother, help me! Scar
: [Scar puts his claws into Mufasa's paws
] Long live the King.
[throws him into the stampede
: Aaaaah! Young Simba
: [as the Camera zooms out
: Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart. Scar
: Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom... Adult Simba
: Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.
: [after forcing Simba to the edge of a cliff while a fire burns below
] Now this looks familiar. Where have I seen this before? Hm, let me think. Oh, yes, I remember! This is just the way your father looked before he died.
[He claws Simba's paws the same way he did to Mufasa
: And here's 'my' little secret...
: I killed Mufasa! Young Simba
: [In a flashback
] Nooooo! Adult Simba
: [leaps back up and pounces on him
] Nooo! Murderer!
: I'm surrounded by idiots.
] I know that your powers of retention / Are as wet as a warthog's backside / But thick as you are, / Pay attention! / My words are a matter of pride / It's clear from vacant expressions / The lights are not all on upstairs / But we're talking kings and successions / Even *you* can't be caught unawares!
: [On Mufasa's Back
] Oh look Sire. The herds are on the move. Mufasa
: Yes... Scar
: [Worried and Desperate
] Quick Mufasa! Stampede, in the gorge. Simba's down there! Mufasa
] Of course, / Quid pro quo, / You're expected / To take certain duties on board / The future is littered with prizes / And though I'm the main addressee / The point that I must emphasize is...
[Leaps in front of a hyena
: YOU WON'T GET A SNIFF WITHOUT ME!
[hyena falls into a volcano
[echoes and reechoes; we soon see Sarabi walking through the pack of hyenas, trying to snap at her; Simba looks on as Sarabi approaches
: Yes, Scar? Scar
: Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job. Sarabi
: Scar, there is no food. The herds have moved on. Scar
: No! You're just not looking hard enough. Sarabi
: It's over. There is nothing left. We have only one choice. We *must* leave Pride Rock. Scar
: We're not going anywhere! Sarabi
: Then you have sentenced us to death! Scar
: Then so be it! Sarabi
: You can't do that! Scar
: I'm the king! I can do whatever I want! Sarabi
: If you were half the king Mufasa was, you... Scar
: [knocks Sarabi unconscious
] I'm *ten* times the king Mufasa was!
[Lightning flashes and illuminates a snarling Simba
: Mufasa! No! You're dead!
: Mufasa? Adult Simba
: No. It's me. Sarabi
: Simba? But how...? Adult Simba
: It doesn't matter. I'm home. Scar
: Simba? Simba! Well, it sure is a surprise to see you...
[turns to the hyenas
: 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.
: As the king's brother *you* should have been first in line. Mufasa
: Well I was first in line. Until the little hairball was born. Mufasa
: That hairball is my son and you're future king. Scar
: [Begins walking away
] Oh, I shall practice my curtsey Mufasa
: Don't turn your back on me, Scar. Scar
: Oh, no Mufasa. Perhaps *you* shouldn't turn your back on *me* Mufasa
: [Roars angrily and runs in front of Scar's path
] 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 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
: Oh look, sire. The herd is on the move. Mufasa
: Oh... Scar
[frantic and concerned
: Quick! Stampede! In the gorge! Simba's down there! Mufasa
: [greatly alarmed
: Simba. What have you done? Young Simba
: There were wildebeests, and he tried to save me. It was an accident. I didn't mean for it to happen. Scar
: Of course. Of course you didn't. No one ever means for these things to happen. But the king is dead. And if it weren't for you, he'd still be alive.
: [to the hyenas as Simba was running away
] Kill him.
: [the hyenas
] They think I'm the King. Nala
: But we don't. Simba's the rightful King. Adult Simba
: The choice is yours, Scar. Either step down or a fight.
: Step down, Scar. Scar
: I think not. I am the king!
: Mufasa was so easily beaten. Like father, like son. Simba
: My father was a great king.