Scar: Oh, no Mufasa, perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me.
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Scar: Oh, no Mufasa, perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me.
MUFASA: *roars* Is that a challenge!?
Scar: Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you.
Zazu: Pity. Why not?
Scar: Well as far as brains go, I've got the lions' share, but when it comes to brute strength... I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool.
Zazu: *Sigh* 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 throwrug!
MUFASA: Zazu!
Zazu: And just think, whenever he gets dirty you can take him out and beat him.
Mufasa: *chuckles*
:p
Rafiki - {Mutters to himself, in which the word "Simba" can be heard} Hmmm... Ah heh heh heh heh heh... {completing the ceremonial crown in the painting} Simba.
Simba: Dad, dad! C'mon dad, we gotta go. Wake up!
Lioness: Oomph!
Simba: Sorry! Oops!
Simba: Dad... daaaad!
(Oh, the joys of having children. :lol:)
Sarabi: Your son is awake.
Mufasa: Before sunrise he's your son.
Simba: Dad, dad, c'mon! [Tugs on Mufasa's ear and loses grip flying backwards] Woah! [Simba then runs up and headbutts Mufasa awake] You promised!
Mufasa: Okay, okay, I'm up, I'm up. *yawns*
Simba: Yeah!