Rafiki:
Look beyond what you see.
[
Rafiki appears before Timon from a tree]
Timon:
You! No, no, don't say a word. I know what you're going to say.
[
Imitates Rafiki]
Timon:
Did you find Hakuna Matata?
[
Normal]
Timon:
Well, yes, I did! Thank you very much.
[
Laughs]
Timon:
And I am happy. Happy, happy, deliriously happy.
[
Imitates]
Timon:
Ho ha ha! I see. Happy, is it? So, if you're so happy, why do you look so miserable?
[
Normal]
Timon:
Miserable, you say? Why should I be miserable? Oh, I don't know. Maybe my two best pals in the world deserted me. Heh. They - they've headed off on some heroic mission... . My friends... . are gone.
[
Realizes]
Timon:
And... . my Hakuna Matata went with them!
Rafiki:
[
smiles and nods]
Timon:
[
points to his head] Would you mind?
[
bows his head down]
Rafiki:
[
lightly hits him on the head with his stick]
Timon:
Ay. Thanks. I'm glad we had this talk.
[
clicks his tongue at Rafiki and runs off screen]
Rafiki:
[
to the audience] My work here is done.
Pumbaa:
What exactly did he say?
Timon:
[
mimicking Rafikki] Look beyond what you see.
Timon:
This is the start of a beautiful acquaintanceship.
Timon:
We can't let them feel the love tonight.
Pumbaa:
Good night.
Timon:
Sleep tight.
Pumbaa:
Dream of bedbugs tonight.
Timon:
[
singing along to opening of "The Lion King"] What's on the menu? It could be ceviche. It's stinky. Ooh it's Pumbaa.
Pumbaa:
I gotta tell you, Timon, that song always gets me, right here.
Timon:
Yes, Pumbaa. Well, enough of that.
[
fast forwards film with his remote]
Pumbaa:
Uhh, Timon, what are you doing?
Timon:
I'm fast forwarding to the part where we come in.
Pumbaa:
But you can't go out of order.
Timon:
Au contraire, my porcine pal. I've got the remote.
Pumbaa:
But everybody's gonna get confused.
[
picks up his own remote and rewinds film]
Pumbaa:
We gotta go back to the beginning of the story.
Timon:
[
fast forwarding] But we're not IN the beginning of the story.
Pumbaa:
[
rewinding] Yes we were, the whole time.
Timon:
[
fast forwarding] Yeah, but they don't know that.
Pumbaa:
[
rewinding] Then, why don't we tell them our story?
[
Film stops during the hyena attack; Timon and Pumbaa are spooked]
Timon:
Hey, I've got an idea. Why don't we tell them our story?
Pumbaa:
Oh, I like the sound of that.
Uncle Max:
Scurry, sniff... . flinch! Scurry, sniff... . flinch!
Timon:
I see carnivores.
Timon:
[
about his species] We're so low on the food chain we're underground!
[
Pumbaa, Timon, and Simba are all in a bubbling water hole]
Simba:
This is great. Three friends, together, what more could you want?
[
all sigh relaxingly]
Pumbaa:
[
yawns] Ah, I'm bushed.
[
while getting out of water hole]
Pumbaa:
I think I'll turn in for the night.
[
bubbles stop]
Timon:
I'm out!
Simba:
Right behind ya!
Mom:
Everything the light touches... . belongs to someone else.
Mom:
Everything the light touches... . belongs to someone else!
Timon:
Funny, I thought you were going in a whole different direction.
Timon:
[
about a familiar log under the moon] I'm going to get old walking across this thing.
Mom:
Uncle Max, have you seen Timon?
Uncle Max:
No, I haven't... . and what a day it's been. No fractures, no lacerations, concussions, contusions of any sort. As a matter of fact there's no sign of Timon's handy-work anywhere!
Uncle Max:
Meerkat! It's what's for dinner!
Uncle Max:
Timon the sentry? Why don't you save the hyenas the trouble and kill me now? JUST KILL ME NOW!
Timon:
[
to Mom] He has a point.
Mom:
All you have to do is watch for hyenas and yell if you see one. Look at Iron Joe.
Iron Joe:
[
camera pans over to Iron Joe] DON'T CLOSE YOUR EYES! DON'T LOOK AWAY! SOMEBODY'S GONNA GUARD US! SOMEBODY'S GONNA PROTECT US!
[
sobs uncontrollably]
Timon:
[
camera pans over to Timon] Well, now I'm convinced... .
Shenzi:
[
Timon is singing] Oh, look, it's dinner and a show!
Banzai:
And I thought beans were the only musical food!
Timon:
I uh, I guess I owe everyone an apology. All right so I made a teensy mistake, like we all haven't broken into song on sentry duty before uh-haha come on, let me have a show of hands! Ooook.
Timon:
And so with my spirits high I boldy ventured off where no meerkat had dared to go before. I put my past behind me Ha! and never looked back.
[
sobs hysterically]
Timon:
Mommy, Mommy! What am I doing? Which way should I go?
Timon:
How convenient. Enter omniscient monkey, right on cue.
Pumbaa:
Well, you know what they say: "When the student is ready, the teacher appears."
Timon:
That's it. No more fortune-cookies for you!
Timon:
Let's go Pumbaa. I think the storm's coming to a head.
[
in the background the clouds are shaping to form Mufasa's head]
Timon:
Get a load of the monkey getting all Existential on me.
Timon:
Just eat me now and please make it fast, I have a low threshold for pain.
Timon:
It was a wonderful phrase. It has some rhythm. Laduda Ladada. No, that wasn't it.
[
Timon and Pumbaa have found their dream home; Timon is talking to himself, Pumbaa is making a celebration supper]
Timon:
The monkey was right! We found it! The perfect life!
Pumbaa:
I'll just whip up a little something.
Timon:
He had the perfect name for it, too.
Pumbaa:
Come and get it!
Timon:
[
sits at a rock] Such a wonderful phrase. It had this rhythm. Laduda Ladada.
Pumbaa:
Try this - hot tuna frittata.
Timon:
Hmm. No, that's not it.
Pumbaa:
The spinach armada.
Timon:
Quiet, Pumbaa. I'm trying to think.
Pumbaa:
A spoon of ricotta.
Timon:
Two words.
Pumbaa:
A wormy piccata.
Timon:
Six syllables.
Pumbaa:
Kahuna colada.
Timon:
Twelve letters.
Pumbaa:
A blue enchilada.
Timon:
Rhymes with... .
Pumbaa:
Legumes on a platter.
Timon:
Think, think, think.
Pumbaa:
[
poking a dish] This oughta be hotta.
Timon:
I forget.
Pumbaa:
I gotta lambada!
[
dances right into Timon]
Timon:
HEY! How can you dance at a time like this? I'm DYIN' here!... . Ooh, sorry about that, pal.
Pumbaa:
Hakuna Matata.
Timon:
....Come again?
Pumbaa:
Hakuna Matata - It means "no worries". Ah-ohhhh... .
Uncle Max:
I flinched, when I should have scurried.
Mom:
You know, there's something different about Timon.
Uncle Max:
You think? HE'S WEARING A DRESS!
Uncle Max:
We're food for other animals! A moveable feast, feared by no-one and eaten by all!
Timon:
But when they die, they become the grass, and we eat the grass, right?
Uncle Max:
Not exactly. We can't digest grass. We're grass intolerant.
Timon:
It's as if you have some special power.
Pumbaa:
Uh, special power? well, it's pretty powerful.
Timon:
So, that's your special power?
Pumbaa:
You mean, you don't mind?
Timon:
Are you kidding? It was a gas!
[
starts laughing]
Pumbaa:
Well, I don't like to toot my own horn.
Timon:
Yeah, that's probably for the best.
Pumbaa:
After a long day of doing nothing, it's good to kick back.
Uncle Max:
Now what do we do if we see a hyena?
Timon:
Scream, "MOMMY!"
Timon:
Waaait, wait, wait, wait. Hold on a second.
Pumbaa:
Uh, Timon? What are you doin'?
Timon:
Shenzi Marie Predatora Veldetta Jacquelina Hyena... . would you do me the honor of becoming... . my bride?
Shenzi:
I don't think so!
Timon:
Shenzi Marie, please. I know what you're thinking: "We're too different." "It'll never work." "What will the children look like?"
Shenzi:
Ooh, that violates so many laws of nature.
Timon:
Listen to me! The problems of a couple of wacky kids like us don't amount to hill of termites in this nutty circle-of-life thing. And so I ask you: If not now, when? If not me, who? I'm lonely.
Pumbaa:
Can I be your best man?
Banzai:
I say we skip the wedding, and go straight to the buffet!
[
during the hyena chase, the channel suddenly changes to a shopping channel]
Timon:
What's going on here? Pumbaa, are you sitting on the remote?
Pumbaa:
Oh, sorry. I thought it was a brownie.
Timon:
It's coming to me. It's either that slug I ate, or I'm having an epiphany.
[
Timon is awaken by Simba singing "I Just Can't Wait to Be King"]
Timon:
Oh, perfect! We moved into the theater district. Get a load of these guys. Knock it off!
Timon:
I am perfectly happy right here. It's remote, private, no unexpected visitors... .
[
the shadows of hyenas march across the wall, as the intro to "Be Prepared" plays]
Timon:
Something tells me that ain't the traveling company of Riverdance.
Timon:
Hey Pumbaa, what do you call a hyena with half a brain?
Pumbaa:
[
laughs] Beats me, Timon. What?
Timon:
GIFTED!
Pumbaa:
Shall we run for our lives?
Timon:
Oh yes, let's.
Pumbaa, Timon:
AHHHHHHHHHH!
Timon:
Friends stick together to the end.
Pumbaa:
[
talking through a crowd of animals at Pride Rock] Uh, Timon, I don't do so well in crowds.
Pumbaa:
They say first impressions are very important.
Timon:
Oh, I thought you were a "scream".
Uncle Max:
That's right, Mister! Because the world out there is fraught, FRAUGHT I tell you!
[
shakes Timon]
Timon:
Oh, boy. It's the fraught fest.
Uncle Max:
They're gonna rip us limb from limb!
Timon:
[
clapping] Bravo, Uncle Max! Way'ta sell it to the cheap seats!
Timon:
[
singing]
[
from the movie]
Timon:
Luau! If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meet / Eat my buddy, Pumbaa, here 'cause he's a... .
[
Timon pauses the movie]
Timon:
Let's just cut to the chase, shall we?
Pumbaa:
Oh, okay.
[
Timon pushes next on the remote and it goes to the part where the hyenas chase Timon and Pumbaa]
Timon, Pumbaa:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Timon:
I'm Timon.
Pumbaa:
Pumbaa.
Timon:
No, really.
Timon:
Well, that worked like a dream.
Pumbaa:
It did?
Timon:
Sarcasm is a foreign language to you, isn't it?
Timon:
Ahh... . I love the smell of Pumbaa in the morning.
Rafiki:
Any story worth telling is worth telling twice.
Timon:
What this place lacks in water and shade, it makes up for with searing heat and blinding sunshine. Home, sweet home, Pumbaa!
Mom:
Max, Timon's out there chasing metaphors! I gotta go find him!
Uncle Max:
ARE YOU NUTS?
Mom:
[
dryly, to Rafiki] Nice to have a supportive family, isn't it?
Shenzi:
For your last meal, you're gonna eat those words.
[
Timon has brought his family to the oasis]
Mom:
I gotta hand it to you, Timon. This place has EVERYTHING.
Timon:
Well, now that we're all here, it does.
Timon:
[
is being hugged by his mother] Ma... . choking... . not breathing... .
Uncle Max:
Appluad now sonny boy, but try clapping when you don't have any hands.
[
At Simba's presentation ceremony]
Pumbaa:
Timon, look!
Timon:
Hey-ey-ey, it's the monkey!
Pumbaa:
What's that he's holding up?
Timon:
Aw, who cares? It's not important.
Rafiki:
You seek Hakuna Matata.
Timon:
Harpoon a tomato?
Rafiki:
Hakuna Matata. It means "no worries".
Timon:
Perfect! Mind taking that stick of yours and drawing me a map, bub?
[
Rafiki smacks him over the head with his stick]
Banzai:
Look at them scramble.
Shenzi:
That's just how I like them: scrambled, and a little runny.
Timon:
Who knows why fate led us to little Simba?
[
images of Simba scaring Timon run throughout the scene]
Timon:
Maybe it was my love of adventure, my innate courage, or my... . Okay! Who's in charge of the freeze-frames?
Pumbaa:
Sorry.
Timon:
Anywho... . Rescuing Simba was a cinch. Then came the real scary part:
[
dramatic music]
Timon:
Parenthood.
Timon:
[
commenting on his home] There you have it... . from Pride Rock, to the Pit of Shame.
Snow White:
[
walking through the theatre] Excuse me.
Bashful:
Excuse me.
Doc:
Excuse me.
Sneezy:
Excuse me.
Happy, Additional Voices:
Excuse me.
Sleepy:
Excuse me.
Grumpy, Additional Voices:
Get out of the way!
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