Leo the Lion: King of the Jungle Page #3

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Man, I hate dangling.

Shyeah? You know, if it weren't for those lions, we'd be runnin' the joint.

Yeah. Man, I hate lions.

So pushy. And hairy. And stinky.

And man are they ...

Uuug-LEE!

Oh, surely we lions are not all that bad.

Ohh. Oh Scar, it's just you.

We were afraid it was somebody important.

Yeah, you know, like Mufasa.

Yeah.

I see.

Now that's power.

Tell me about it. I just hear that name and I shudder.

Mufasa.

Ooooh. ... Do it again.

Mufasa.

Ooooh.

Mufasa. Mufasa! Mufasa!

Oooh! It tingles me.

I'm surrounded by idiots.

Not you Scar, I mean, you're one of us. I mean, you're our pal.

Charmed.

Ohh, I like that. He's not king, but he's still so proper.

Yeah. Hey, hey hey. Did ya bring us anything to eat,

Scar, old buddy, old pal? Huh? Did-ya-did-ya-did-ya?

I don't think you really deserve this.

I practically gift wrapped those cubs for you.

And you couldn't even dispose of them.

Well, ya know

it wasn't exactly like they was alone, Scar.

Yeah. What are we supposed to do?... Kill Mufasa?

Precisely.

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 your vacant expressions

The lights are not all on upstairs

But we're talking kings and successions

Even you can't be caught unawares

So prepare for the chance of a lifetime

Be prepared for sensational news

A shining new era

Is tiptoeing nearer

And where do we feature?

Just listen to teacher

I know it sounds sordid

But you'll be rewarded

When at last I am given my dues!

And injustice deliciously squared

Be prepared!

Yeah, be prepared. Yeah-heh. We'll be prepared, heh ... For what?

For the death of the king.

Why? Is he sick?

No fool, we're going to kill him. And Simba too.

Great idea! Who needs a king?

No king! No king! la--la-la--la-laa-laa!

IDIOTS! There will be a king!

Hey, but you said, uh...

I WILL BE KING! Stick with me, and you'll never go hungry again!

Yaay! All right! Long live the king!

Long live the king! Long live the king!

It's great that we'll soon be connected.

With a king who'll be all-time adored.

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

You won't get a sniff without me!

So prepare for the coup of the century

Be prepared for the murkiest scam

Meticulous planning

Tenacity spanning

Decades of denial

Is simply why I'll be king undisputed

Respected, saluted

And seen for the wonder I am

Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared

Be prepared!

Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared

Be prepared!

Now you wait here. Your father has a marvelous surprise for you.

Ooooh. What is it?

If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would it?

If you tell me, I'll still act surprised.

Ho ho ho

You are such a naughty boy!

Come on, Uncle Scar.

This is just for you and your daddy

You know, a sort of father-son ... thing....

Well! I'd better go get him.

I'll go with you.

No! Heh heh heh. No. Just ... stay on this rock.

You wouldn't want to end up in another mess

like you did with those hyenas...

You know about that?

Simba, everybody knows about that.

Really?

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?

Oh, okay ...

Hey, Uncle Scar? ...Will I like the surprise?

Simba, it's to DIE for.

Shut up.

I can't help it. I'm so hungry ...

I gotta have a wildebeest!

Stay put.

Well can't I just pick off one of the little sick ones?

No! We wait for the signal from Scar.

There he is

Let's go.

Little roar. Puh!

Rarrr!

Rrrraowr-nh.

RAOWR!!

"Oh look, sire; The herd is on the move.

Odd...."

Mufasa. Quick. Stampede. In the gorge. Simba's down there!

Simba?

Zazu!

Help me!

Your father is on the way! Hold on!

Hurry!

There! There! On that tree!

Hold on, Simba!!

Ahhhh!!!

Oh, Scar, this is awful! What'll we do what'll we do?!

Hah ... I'll go back for help, that's what

I'll do, I'll go back for he-- oomph!

Scar! ... Broth-- Brother ... Help me!

Long live the king!

Aaaaaaahh!

NOOOOOOOO!

Daaad!!

Dad?

Dad? ...Dad, come on. You gotta get up.

Dad.We gotta go home.

HEEEEELP!

Somebody! Anybody... help.

Simba. ... What have you done?

There were wilde beest and he tried to save me

It was an accident, I didn't mean for it to happen.

Of course, of course, you didn't.

Nobody ever means for these things to happening.... The king is dead.

And if it weren't for you, he'd still be alive.

Oh! What will your mother think?

What am I gonna do?

Run away, Simba.... Run.... Run away, and never return.

Kill him.

Whoa!!

Yeooow!

Hey-- There he goes! There he goes!

So go get 'im.

There ain't no way I'm going in there. What you want me

to come out looking like you? Cactus Butt?

But we gotta finish the job.

Well, he's as good as dead out there anyway.

And if he comes back, we'll kill him.

Yeah! you hear that? If you ever come back, we'll kill ya!

"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.

And so it is with a heavy heart that I assume the throne.

Yet, out of ashes of this tragedy,

we shall rise to greet the dawning of a new era

in which the lion and the hyena come together,

in the great and glorious future.

Heeyyyaaaahh!! Get out! Get out! Get outta here!!!! Whoo!

I love it! Bowling for buzzards!

Gets 'em every time.

Uh-oh. Hey Timon. You better come look.

I think it's still alive.

Yeewgh!...

All righty, what have we got here?

Jeez, it's the lion! Run Pumbaa! Move it!

Hey, Timon. It's just the little lion. Look at that.

He's so cute, and all alone! Can we keep him?

Pumbaa, are you nuts?! We're talking about the lion.

Lions eat guys like us.

But he's so little.

He's gonna get bigger.

Maybe he'll be on our side.

A--Huh! That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe he'll b--

Hey, I got it! What if he's on our side?

You know, having the lion around might not be such a bad idea.

So we keeping 'im?

Pthpt. Of course. Who's the other brains in this outfit?

Uhhh....

I told exactly. Jeez, I'm fried.

Let's get out of here and find some shade.

You okay, kid?

I guess so.

You nearly died.

I saved you.

Well, uh, Pumbaa helped...for a little.

Thank you so much.

Hey, where you going?

Nowhere.

Gee. He looks blue.

I'd say brownish-gold.

No, no, no, no. I mean he's depressed.

Hey, kid, what's eatin' ya?

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