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{He runs, with the lioness in hot pursuit. The lioness, with teeth and claws bared, chases Pumbaa around at high speed. Camera switch to Timon.} Timon: {Hearing the noise of the chase} Pumbaa? {Pumbaa runs near Timon and gets stuck under the root of a tree by trying to squeeze through.} Timon: Pumbaa! Pumbaa! Hey, what's going on? Pumbaa: {Terrified, shouting in Timon’s face} SHE'S GONNA EAT ME!! Timon: Huh? {Timon gets up on the branch and sees the lioness charging at full throttle towards them. He gets down and tries to help push Pumbaa out from under the root.} Timon: {Seeing the lioness} Whoah!! ... Jeez! Why do I always have to save your AAAAAA!! {On the AAAAAA!!, Timon saw the lioness was about to close on Pumbaa and he was in the line of attack. At the last minute, Simba bounds over Pumbaa and catches the lioness head on at full force. They start fighting savagely.} Timon: {To Pumbaa} Don't worry, buddy; I'm here for you. Everything’s gonna be okay. {To Simba} Get her! Bite her head! Go for the jugular. The jugular! {to Pumbaa} See, I told you he'd come in handy. {The lions tangle for a bit more. The fight becomes wrestling. The lioness flips Simba and pins him with a loud thump. Simba is startled by this. The lioness is still baring her teeth. Simba, however, is very surprised and no longer threatening.} Simba: Nala? {She immediately backs off and looks at Simba, examining him.} Simba: Is it really you? Nala: Who are you? Simba: It's me. Simba. Nala: Simba? {pause for realization} Whoah!!! {The greetings are enthusiastic and run over each other.} Nala: Well how did you.. where did you come from ... it's great to see you.. Simba: Aaaah! how did you... who... wow... this is cool... it's great to see you… {Camera view of Timon who is completely baffled by this sudden change} Timon: Hey, what's goin’ on here? {He hops down from Pumbaa and walks over to the two lions.} Simba: {Still to Nala} What are you doing here? Nala: What do you mean, “What am I doing here?” What are you doing here? Timon: HEY!! WHAT'S GOIN’ ON HERE?!? Simba: Timon, this is Nala; she's my best friend! Timon: {Thoroughly confused} Friend?!? Simba: Yeah. Hey, Pumbaa! Come over here. {Pumbaa gets himself unstuck.} Simba: Nala, this is Pumbaa. Pumbaa, Nala. Pumbaa: Pleased to make your acquaintance. Nala: The pleasure's all mine. Timon: How do you do.. Whoa! Whoa. Time out.. Let me get this straight. You know her. She knows you. But she wants to eat him. And, everybody's… okay with this? DID I MISS SOMETHING?!? Simba: Relax, Timon. Nala: Wait ‘til everybody finds out you've been here all this time. And your mother… what will she think? Simba: {Abruptly afraid at the mention of his mother} She doesn't have to know. Nobody has to know. Nala: Well, of course they do. Everyone thinks you're dead. Simba: They do? Nala: Yeah. Scar told us about the stampede. Simba: He did? {Nervous} What else did he tell you? Nala: What else matters? You're alive. And that means... you're the king! Timon: King? Pbbb. Lady, have you got your lions crossed. Pumbaa: King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet. {Noisily kisses Simba’s paw} Simba: {Pulling away his paw} Stop it. Timon: {To Pumbaa} It's not “gravel,” it's “grovel.” And don't; he's not the king. {to Simba} Are ya? Simba: No. Nala: Simba! Simba: No, I'm not the king. Maybe I was gonna be. But, that was a long time ago. Timon: Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us? Simba: Look, I'm still the same guy. Timon: {Enthusiastic} But with power! Nala: Could you guys ... excuse us for a few minutes? Timon: Hey, {taps Pumbaa} whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba? Simba: Hmm.... {embarrassed} Maybe you'd better go19. Timon: {Aghast, then resigned} It starts. You think you know a guy… {Pumbaa and Timon pad off. Pumbaa sighs.} Simba: Timon and Pumbaa. You learn to love ‘em. {Nala has her head bowed down sadly.} Simba: What? …What is it? Nala: {Quietly} It's like you're back from the dead. You don't know how much this will mean to everyone. {Pained expression} …What it means to me. Simba: Hey; it's OK. Nala: {Rubbing under Simba's chin, purring20} I've really missed you. Simba: {Startled by Nala’s boldness for an instant, then reciprocating} I've missed you too. [“Can you feel the love tonight” Scene] {They are rubbing heads. We hear Timon sigh and camera switch to show them watching from the bushes.} Timon: {Heavy sigh} I tell ya, Pumbaa. This stinks. Pumbaa: Oh. Sorry. Timon: Not you. Them! Him. Her. Alone... Pumbaa: What's wrong with that? {Singing} {Parenthetical part is spoken by Pumbaa.} Timon: I can see what's happening (What?) And they don't have a clue (Who?) They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line Our trio's down to two. (Oh.)
{in a sarcastic mock-French accent} Ze sweet caress of twilight {Back to normal, but still sarcastic} There's magic everywhere And with all this romantic atmosphere Disaster's in the air {The scene passes from Timon and Pumbaa to Simba and Nala in front of a waterfall.} FS:
Can you feel the love tonight? The peace the evening brings The world, for once, in perfect harmony With all its living things {After walking around each other, taking in each other’s movements, they stop to drink at the water.} Simba:
So many things to tell her But how to make her see The truth about my past? Impossible! She'd turn away from me Nala: He's holding back, he's hiding But what, I can't decide Why won't he be the king I know he is The king I see inside? {During the chorus the following occurs: Simba looks at Nala, smiles, and runs offscreen. He runs back on stage, grabs a vine in his mouth and splashes into the middle of the pond. Nala looks out over the still water. Suddenly Simba lunges up under her and pulls her playfully into the pond. She immediately comes out dripping and miffed. When Simba comes out, grinning, she smiles and pushes him back in. They run across a field, disturbing a flock of birds. The scene switches to them tussling. They end up play fighting. Simba ends up pinning Nala for a first. She gives him a tiny lick, resembling a kiss. Simba looks startled and stares at Nala. Close up of Nala, as she stares back. Close up of Simba21. The two rub heads {a cat-style kiss}, as the last lyrics are sung.} Chorus: Can you feel the love tonight? The peace the evening brings The world, for once, in perfect harmony With all its living things
You needn't look too far Stealing through the night's uncertainties Love is where they are. {Camera switches back to a tearful Timon and Pumbaa.} Timon: And if he falls in love tonight {Pumbaa sniffs} It can be assumed
His carefree days with us are hist’ry Timon and Pumbaa: In short, our pal is doomed {They let loose crying full force.} [Hammock Scene] Simba: Isn't this a great place? Nala: It is beautiful.... But I don't understand something. You've been alive all this time. Why didn't you come back to Pride Rock? Simba: {Climbing into a "hammock" of hanging vines} Well, I just ... needed to get out on my own. Live my own life. And I did. And it's great! {He sounds almost as if trying to convince himself as well as Nala.} Nala: {Voice catching, as though barely under control} We've really needed you at home. Simba: {Quieter} No one needs me. Nala: Yes we do! You're the king. Simba: Nala, we've been through this. I'm not the king. Scar is. Nala: Simba, he let the hyenas take over the Pride Lands. Simba: What? Nala: Everything's destroyed. There's no food, no water. Simba, if you don't do something soon, everyone will starve. Simba: I can't go back. Nala: {Louder} Why? Simba: You wouldn't understand. Nala: What wouldn't I understand? Simba: {Hastily} No, no, no. It doesn't matter. Hakuna Matata. Nala: {Confused} What? Simba: Hakuna Matata. It's something I learned out here. Look, sometimes bad things happen… Nala: Simba! Simba: {Continuing, irritated} --and there's nothing you can do about it! So why worry? {Simba starts away from Nala, walking on a fallen tree. Nala trots back up to him.} Nala: Because it's your responsibility. Simba: Well, what about you? you left. Nala: I left to find help! And I found you. Don't you understand? You’re our only hope. Simba: Sorry. Nala: What's happened to you? You're not the Simba I remember. Simba: You're right; I'm not. Now are you satisfied? Nala: No, just disappointed. Simba: You know, you're starting to sound like my father. {Walking away again} Nala: Good. At least one of us does. {Simba is obviously cut by the comment about his father; he tears into Nala with his words.} Simba: {Angry} Listen! You think you can just show up and tell me how to live my life? You don't even know what I've been through. Nala: I would if you’d just tell me! Simba: Forget it! Nala: Fine! {Simba paces off. Camera switch to Simba pacing in a field.} Simba: She's wrong. I can't go back. What would it prove, anyway? It won’t change anything. You can't change the past. {He looks up at the stars.} You said you'd always be there for me!... But you're not. And it's because of me. It's my fault.... It's my ... fault. {He bows his head, choking back tears. The camera backs to a far view and then zooms over to Rafiki in a nearby tree. We hear his chant. Just for fun, I've included its translation.} Rafiki's Chant: Translation: Asante sana! {Thank you very much!} Squash Banana! {Squash banana!} We we nugu! {You're a BABOON,} Mi mi apana! {And I'm not!} {Simba seems slightly annoyed by the chant. He moves away. Rafiki, elated by the sight of Simba, follows him. Simba lies down on a log over a pond. A rock disturbs the water; Rafiki, now in a nearby tree, starts his chant again.} Simba: Come on, will you cut it out? {Rafiki, laughing, is doing random acrobatics in the trees nearby.} Rafiki: Can't cut it out. It'll grow right back! {laughs} {Simba starts walking away. Rafiki follows.} Simba: Creepy little monkey. Will you stop following me? Who are you? Rafiki: {In front of Simba, then right in his face.} The question is: whooo... are you? Simba: {Startled, then sighing} I thought I knew.... Now I'm not so sure. Rafiki: Well, I know who you are. Shh. Come here. It's a secret. {He pulls Simba's head over to whisper into his ear. He starts his chant into Simba's ear and laughs.} Asante sana! Squash banana! We we nugu! Mi mi apana! Simba: Ernh! Enough already! ...What's that supposed to mean anyway? Rafiki: It means you are a baboon-- and I'm not. {laughs} Simba: {Moving away} I think… you're a little confused. Rafiki: {Magically in front of Simba again} Wrong! I'm not the one who's confused; you don't even know who you are! Simba: {Irritated, sarcastic} Oh, and I suppose you know. Rafiki: Sure do; You're Mufasa's boy! {Simba is surprised by this revelation. Rafiki disappears off stage right.} Bye! {Cue music: "Lala" theme.} BS: We sangoma ngi velelwe [Oh, spiritual healer, I'm troubled] We baba ngivelelwe [Oh, my father, I'm in pain] We baba ngivelelwe [Oh, my father, I'm in pain]
Mufasa: Remember... Simba: Father! Mufasa: Remember... Simba: Don't leave me. Mufasa: Remember . . . {Simba is left out in the fields. There is just a cloud left where his father's image was. The wind tosses the grass restlessly. Rafiki approaches.} Rafiki: What was that? The weather-- Pbbbah! Very peculiar. Don't you think? Simba: Yeah. Looks like the winds are changing. Rafiki: Ahhh, change is good. Simba: Yeah, but it's not easy. I know what I have to do. But, going back means I'll have to face my past. I've been running from it for so long.... {Rafiki smacks Simba on the head with his staff.} Oww! Jeez-- what was that for? Rafiki: It doesn't matter; it's in the past! {laughs} Simba: {Rubbing head} Yeah, but it still hurts. Rafiki: Oh yes, the past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it... or ... learn from it. {He swings at Simba with his staff again. This time Simba ducks.} Hah! You see? So what are you going to do? Simba: First... I'm going to take your stick. {Simba tosses Rafiki's staff to the side.} Rafiki: No, no, no, no! Not the stick! {As Rafiki picks up his staff, Simba starts running off.} Hey! Where are you going? Simba: {Shouting back} I'm going back! Rafiki: Good! Go on! Get out of here! {Rafiki laughs, hoots, ‘n’ hollers. As he holds his staff above his head, a few shooting stars zing across the sky. Music rises into celebratory "Busa" theme:} BS: Busa le lizwe23 [Rule this land] Busa le lizwe [Rule this land] Busa le lizwe [Rule this land] Busa lomhlaba [Rule this land] Sabusa le lizwe [You shall rule this land] Sabusa le lizwe [You shall rule this land] Sabusa le lizwe [You shall rule this land] Busa lomhlaba [Rule this land] [Timon and Nala Scene] {Camera switch to Timon and Pumbaa sleeping. Timon is curled up on Pumbaa; Pumbaa is lying on his back. Both are snoring. In his snore, Pumbaa occasionally mumbles "Grubs.... grubs.” Nala approaches and nudges Timon with a paw.} Nala: Hey. Hey, wake up. {Timon wakes up and see a huge lion face in his view. He starts screaming and Pumbaa joins in.} Nala: It's OK. Whoa, whoa. It's OK. It's me. Timon: Don't ever do that again! Carnivores, oy! Nala: Have you guys seen Simba? Timon: {Holding a hand to his head} I thought he was with you. Nala: He was, but now I can't find him. Where is he? {We hear Rafiki's laugh; he's sitting in a tree above them.} Rafiki: Ho ho ho ho! You won't find him here. Ha ha. The king… has returned. Nala: {Quietly} I can't believe it. {louder, amazed} He's gone back! Timon: Gone back? What do you mean? {looks where Rafiki was, Rafiki is now gone} Hey! What's going on here? Who's the monkey?! Nala: Simba's gone to challenge Scar. Timon: Who? Nala: Scar. Pumbaa: Who's got a scar? Nala: {Shaking head} No, no, no. It's his uncle. Timon: The monkey's his uncle? Nala: No! Simba's gone back to challenge his uncle to take his place as king. Timon and Pumbaa: Ohhh. [Running Scene] {With accompanying music, we see a far shot of Simba charging full speed across the desert. A layover is faded in of Simba's feet pounding the sand.} [Ledge Scene] {Simba slowly crosses the desolated land. He reaches the lip of a cliff and looks out over his former home. Mostly lacking in life, it is painted in grays. Seeing the desolation, a look of determination, even fury, appears on Simba's face.} Nala: Simba, wait up! {She trots up next to him on the ledge} …It's awful, isn't it? Simba: I didn't want to believe you. Nala: What made you come back? Simba: 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? Nala: I will. Simba: It's going to be dangerous. Nala: {Quoting young Simba} Danger? I laugh in the face of danger. Hah ha ha haa! Timon: I see nothing funny about this. Simba: Timon? Pumbaa? What are you doing here? Pumbaa: {bowing on one foreleg} At your service, my liege. Timon: Uh.. We're going to fight your uncle ... for this? Simba: Yes, Timon; this is my home. Timon: Phh. Talk about your fixer-upper. Well, Simba, if it's important to you {bows}, we're with you to the end. {Simba smiles appreciatively. Nice scene with the four of them on the ledge viewing the work ahead of them.} [Hula scene] {Camera switches to Simba. Nala, Timon, and Pumbaa sneaking up to the edge of Pride Rock. From behind a log, they observe close up the hordes of hyenas.} Timon: Hyenas. I hate hyenas. {Whispering to Simba} So what's your plan for getting past those guys? Simba: Live bait. Timon: Good idea. {Realizing} Hey. Simba: Come on, Timon-- you guys have to crate a diversion. Timon: {Incredulous} What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula? {Camera switch to Timon in a hula outfit. The music sung is The Hawaiian War Chant much like the Spike Jones arrangement. Pumbaa is set up like a roast pig, even with an apple in his mouth. Jungle drum riff.} Luau! 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
(Yup, yup, yup) Fooor some bacon? (Yup, yup, yup) {Pumbaa winks at Timon} Heee's a big pig (Yup, yup) You could be a big pig too. Oy! {They run off, screaming, leading some of the hyenas away. Simba and Nala creep by.} Simba: Nala, you find my mother and rally the lionesses. {determinedly} I'll look for Scar. [Confrontation Scene] {Simba is making his way up Pride Rock. Scar calling his mother causes him to pause and watch.} Scar: SARABIII! {Sarabi ascends Pride Rock24. The hyenas snap at her heels. She only glares disdainfully at them.} Sarabi: Yes, Scar? Scar: Where is your hunting party? They're not doing their job. Sarabi: {Calmly} 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: {Disgusted, amazed} 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 would neve-- {Scar backhands Sarabi, knocking her to the ground25.} Scar: I'm ten times the king Mufasa was!26 {Simba appears on the ledge, growling loudly. He leaps out and runs to his mother. Scar mistakes Simba as Mufasa and is understandably frightened.} Mufasa? No-- you're dead. {Sarabi awakens at her son's nudge, but mistakes him for Mufasa as Scar did.} Sarabi: Mufasa? Simba: No; it's me. Sarabi: {Delighted} Simba? You're alive? {Confused} How can that be? Simba: It doesn't matter; I'm home. Scar: {Confused} Simba? {Back in form} Simba! I'm a little surprised to see you... {giving the hyenas above him an angry look} alive. {On the word “alive,” Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed gulp audibly and slink into the shadows.} Simba: {As Sarabi looks on with some pride} Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip you apart. Scar: {backing into a wall, apologetic} Oh, Simba, you must understand. The pressures of ruling a kingdom... Simba: …Are no longer yours. Step down, Scar. Scar: Oh, oh, ye-- Well, I would, heh, naturally, heh-- however, there is one little problem. You see them? {pointing to the horde of hyenas on the rocks above27} They think I'm king. {Nala appears with the rest of the lionesses.} Nala: Well, we don't. Simba is the rightful king. Simba: The choice is yours, Scar. Either step down or fight. Scar: 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? Simba: That's not gonna work, Scar. I've put it behind me. Scar: Eh, but what about your faithful subjects? Have they put it behind them? Nala: Simba, what is he talking about? Scar: {Delighted} 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! {Scars last line causes the lionesses to start. All are concentrating on Simba.} Simba: {Steeling himself, then taking a step forward} I am. {Sarabi approaches her son.} Sarabi: {With much grief} It's not true. Tell me it's not true. Simba: {Regretfully} It's true. Scar: You see, he admits it! Murderer! Simba: No! It was an accident! {Scar walks around and around Simba as he accuses him; very nicely done animated rotation.} Scar: If it weren't for you, Mufasa would still be alive. It's your fault he's dead.... Do you deny it? Simba: No. Scar: {Severely} Then ... you're ... |