(..) They do? He did? What else did he tell you? What else matters? You're alive. And that means... you're the king! King? Pbbb. Lady, have you got your lions crossed. King? Your Majesty! I gravel at your feet. Stop it. It's not "gravel," it's "grovel." And don't; he's not the king. Are ya? No. Simba! (..)

(..) HELP!!! Scar! Mm-hmm...? Drop him. Impeccable timing, your majesty. Eyyccch. Why! If it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners. Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba. That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful. ...Must have slipped my mind. (..)