Adult Simba: Tell them the truth! Scar: But Simba 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!
[singing] Timon: And if he falls / In love tonight / It can be assumed... Pumbaa: His carefree days / With us are history. Timon, Pumbaa: In short, our pal / Is doomed!
Timon: Why do I always have to save your... Ahhh!
Mufasa: 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! Wh...
Zazu: [about Scar] There's one in every family sire. Two in mine, actually. And they always manage to ruin special occasions. Mufasa: What am I going to do with him? Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug. Mufasa: [Surprised] Zazu! Zazu: And just ...
Young Simba: Hey! Why don't you pick on somebody your own size? Shenzi: Like... you? Young Simba: Oops.
Banzai: But 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: [calling out to Simba] Yeah! You hear that? If you ever come back, we'll kill ya!
Nala: What made you come back? Adult Simba: I finally got some sense knocked into me. And I've got the bump to prove it.
Young Simba: All right, it worked. Young Nala: We lost him. Young Simba: I - am a genius. Young Nala: Hey, genius, it was my idea. Young Simba: Yeah, but *I* pulled it off. Young Nala: With *me*. Young Simba: Oh, yeah? [leaps at Nala who flips Simba ...
Adult Simba: [in a huff] She's wrong. I can't go back. What would it prove, anyway? You can't change the past. [calling to the sky] Adult Simba: You said you'd always be there for me! But you're not. It's because of me. It's my fault. It's my fault.
Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember. Adult Simba: You're right, I'm not. Now are you satisfied? Nala: No, just disappointed. Adult Simba: You know you're starting to sound like my father. Nala: Good. At least one of us does.
Pumbaa: Your Majesty. I gravel at your feet. [starts kissing Simba's feet] Adult Simba: Stop that. Timon: It's not gravel, it's grovel.
Scar: 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 t...
Young Simba: Isn't it great? Young Nala: We could get in big trouble. Young Simba: I know.
Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of their kingdom? Young Simba: Puh. You can't do anything to me. Zazu: Uhh... technically, they can. We are on their land. Young Simba: But Zazu, you told me they're nothing but slobbering mangy st...
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 yo...
Young Simba: What am I gonna do? Scar: Run. Run away, and never return. [Simba leaves and hyenas come out of the mist] Scar: Kill him.
Timon: This looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub. Young Simba: What's that? Timon: A grub. What's it look like? [Timon eats the grub] Young Simba: Ewwwww, gross. Timon: Tastes like chicken.
