Leo the Lion: King of the Jungle Page #6

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What's going on here? Who's the monkey?!

Simba's gone to challenge Scar.

Who?

Scar.

Who's got a scar?

No, no, no. It's his uncle.

The monkey's his uncle?

No! Simba's gone back to challenge his uncle

you have to take your place as king.

Ohhh.

Simba, wait up! It's awful, isn't it?

I didn't want to believe you.

What made you come back?

I finally got some sense knocked into me.

And I've got the bump to prove it.

Besides, this is my kingdom. If I don't fight for it, who will?

I will.

It's going to be dangerous.

Danger? Ha! I’m laughing to face of danger. Hah ha ha haa!

I see nothing funny about this.

Timon? Pumbaa? What are you doing here?

At your service, my liege.

We're gonna find your own uncle ... for this?

"Yes, Timon, this is my home."

Mmm. Talk about your fixer-upper. Well, Simba,

if it's important to you we're with you to the end.

Live bait.

Good idea. Hey.

Come on, Timon-- you guys have to create diversion.

What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula?

If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat

Eat my buddy Pumbaa here because he is a treat

Come on down and dine

On this tasty swine

All you have to do is get in line

Aaaare ya achin'

Yum, yum, yum

Fooor some bacon?

Yum, yum, yum

Heee's a big pig

Yum, yum, yum

You could be a big pig too.

Yum, yum

Nala, you find my mother and rally the lionesses.

I'll look for Scar.

SARABIII!

Yes, Scar?

Where is your hunting party?

They're not doing their job.

Scar, there is no food. But the herds are moving on.

No. You're just not looking hard enough.

It's over. There is nothing left.

You have only one choice. We must leave Pride Rock.

We're not going anywhere.

Then you have sentenced us to death!

Then so be it.

You can't do that.

I'm the king. I can do... whatever I want.

If you were half the king Mufasa was you would neve--

I'm ten times the king Mufasa was!

Mufasa? No-- you're dead.

Mufasa?

"No; it's me."

Simba? You're alive? How can that be?

"It doesn't matter; I'm home."

Simba? Simba! I'm a little surprised to see you... alive.

Give me the one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart.

Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling the kingdom...

Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar.

Oh, oh, ye-- Well, I would, heh, naturally,

heh-- however, there is one little problem.

You see them? They think I'm king.

Well, we don't. Simba is the rightful king.

The choice is yours, Scar. Either step down as king or fight.

Oh, must it all end in violence?

I'd hate to be responsible for the death of a family member.

Wouldn't you agree, Simba?

That's not gonna work, Scar. I've put it behind me.

Eh, but what about your faithful subjects?

Have they put it behind them?

Simba, what is he talking about?

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!

I am.

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

It's true.

You see, he admits it! Murderer!

No! It was an accident!

If it weren't for you, Mufasa would still be alive.

It's your fault he's dead.... Do you deny it?

No.

Then ... you're ... guilty!

No. I'm not a murderer.

Oh Simba, you're in trouble again.

But this time, Daddy’s not here to save you.

And now everyone knows why!

Simba!

And now this looks familiar. Hmm. The way I seen this before.

Let me think. Hmmm... hmmm. Oh yes, I remember.

This is just the way your father looked before she died.

And she is my little secret. I killed Mufasa.

NoooooOOO.... MURDERER!

No, Simba please.

Tell them the truth.

Truth? But, truth is in the eye of the beholdllgkkk!

All right. All right. I did it.

So they can hear you.

I ... killed ... Mufasa!

Heyyy-yaaaaah!!

'Scuse me. Pardon me. Comin' through. Hot stuff. Whoo!

Let me out! Let me out!

Let me in let me in! Pleeease don't eat me.

Drop him?

Hey, who's the pig?

Are you talking to me?

- Uh oh. They called him a pig.

Are you talking to me?! - Shouldn't 'a done that.

ARE YOU TALKING TO ME?!?

Now they're in for it.

THEY CALL ME.. MISTER PIIIG! AAAAAAAAAAA--

Take that! And that!

Take that! And that! You yellow belly...

Murderer.

Simba, Simba. Please. Please have mercy. I beg you.

You don't deserve to live.

But, Simba, I am ... ah ... family.

It's the hyenas who are the real enemy.

It was their fault-- it was their idea!

Why should I believe you? Everything you ever told me was a lie.

What are you going to do? You would kill your own father did?

No, Scar. I am not like you.

Oh, certainly you did. You are truly noble.

I'll make it up to you, I promise.

How can I, ah, prove myself to you?

Tell me, anything.

Run. Run away, Scar. And never return.

Yes. Of course.... As you wish, your Majesty!

Ahh, my friends.

Frie-he-hends? I thought he said we were the enemy!

Yeah, that's what I heard.

Ed?

No. L-L-L-Le-Le-Le-Le-Let me explain.

No. You don't understand.

No! I didn't mean for... No, No!

Look, I'm sorry I called you... No! NOO!

It is time.

Remember . . .

'Til we find our place

On the path unwinding

In the Circle

The Circle of Life

The Circle of Life

There’s a calm surrender to the rush of day.

When the heat of the rolling wind can be turned away.

An enchanted moment and it sees me through.

It’s enough for this restless warrior just to be with you.

And can you feel the love tonight.

It is where we are.

It’s enough for this wide-eyed wanderer.

That we’ve got this far.

And can you feel the love tonight.

How it’s laid to rest.

It’s enough to make kings and vagabonds.

Believe the very best.

There’s a time for everyone if they only learn.

That the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn.

There’s a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors.

When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours.

And can you feel the love tonight.

It is where we are.

It’s enough for this wide-eyed wanderer.

That we’ve got this far.

And can you feel the love tonight.

How it’s laid to rest.

It’s enough to make kings and vagabonds.

Believe the very best.

It’s enough to make kings and vagabonds.

Believe the very best.

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