Lion King script





"Lion King" Script - Broadway musical

{Open, black screen}

{Start nature sound effects}

{Cue Castle screen}

{Fade to black}

{Cue lion roar in the background, calling the animals to gather
to Pride Rock for the Ceremony.}

[THE CIRCLE OF LIFE]

[ MS: Male Singer
BS: Background Singer
FS: Female Singer (lead) ]

{Sunrise on African grassland (lightly treed), in time with
opening chant to The Circle of Life}

MS: Nants? ingonyama bagithi baba [There comes a lion]

BS: Sithi uhhmm ingonyama [Oh yes, it's a lion]

{Various shots of animals raising their heads at the sunrise:
rhinos, antelope, a cheetah, meerkats, storks...}

MS: Nants? ingonyama bagithi baba [There comes a lion]

BS: Sithi uhhmm ingonyama [Oh yes, it's a lion]

Ingonyama

MS: Siyo Nqoba [We're going to conquer]

BS: Ingonyama
Ingonyama nengw'? enamabaal [It's a lion and a tiger]
{repeats 5}

Ingonyama nengw' enamabala (Se-to-kwa!)
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala (Asana)
{repeats 1}

{The Circle of Life ground forms in the BS's and holds its
pattern for eight bars. It is a non-chordal BS part. The
progressions are in the medium ranges of the strings.
Various pans and camera views of African animals, all
moving. Coinciding with the FS pickup in the eighth bar,
we first view the giraffes, panning to a long shot of all
the animals in their procession}

[The Circle of life text]

FS: From the day we arrive on the planet
And, blinking, step into the sun
There's more to see than can ever be seen
More to do than can ever be done

{Camera is panning and jumping to elephants, zebras, ants,
birds, storks, etc... }

There's far too much to take in here
More to find than can ever be found
But the sun rolling high
Through the sapphire sky
Keeps great and small on the endless round

{When the "The Circle of Life" is mentioned the long-
distance pan centers on Pride Rock where all the animals
are gathering. Mufasa is on Pride Rock. Long camera arc to
Mufasa and Zazu.}

It's the Circle of Life
And it moves us all

{Zazu bows to Mufasa, who smiles and nods at him}

Through despair and hope
Through faith and love

{Appearance of Rafiki, the mandrill. He passes between
ranks of animals, who bow to him; he then climbs Pride Rock
to where Mufasa is standing.}

Till we find our place
On the path unwinding

{Rafiki and Mufasa embrace.}

In the Circle
The Circle of Life

{Decrescendo in BS. FS drops out. Pan Flute takes simple
lead.}

{Mufasa leads Rafiki over to Sarabi, who is holding Simba}

{Rafiki puts the juice and sand he collects on Simba's
brow-- a ceremonial crown. He then picks Simba up and
ascends to the point of Pride Rock. Mufasa and Sarabi
follow. With a crescendo in the music and a restatement of
the refrain, Rafiki holds Simba up for the crowd to view.}

FS: It's The Circle of Life

{The crowd starts howling, stamping, etc... }

And it moves us all
Through despair and hope
Through faith and love

{The clouds part and a sunbeam highlights Rafiki and Simba
on Pride Rock.}

Till we find our place

{The crowd bows down, one by one.}

On the path unwinding

{Camera slowly zooms out to a striking panoramic view
of the Presentation.}

In the Circle
The Circle of Life

{Bass drum hit (fff) and immediate switch to black screen
with title "The Lion King" in blood-red caps.}

[Mouse / Challenge Scene]

{Cue mouse sounds}

{Visual fade into mouse in cave}

{Mouse comes out and starts preening in the light. Begins
sniffing. Becomes frightened. Suddenly a large lion paw
swoops down and catches him.}

{Cue the Scar theme (dissonant, slow, reed theme). Fade in
slowly and up full during speech}

{Camera switch to Scar holding the squeaking and
struggling mouse in his paw. He talks to it while playing
with it}

Scar: Life's not fair, is it? You see I -- well, I... shall
never be King. {exhale lightly} And you... shall never
see the light of another day. {closed-mouth laughter.
Starts to places mouse on his extended tongue} ...
Adieu... {quiet laugh}

Zazu : {Interrupting} Didn't your mother ever tell you not
to play with your food?

Scar: {Light sigh. The mouse is under his paw.} What do you want?

Zazu: I'm here to announce that King Mufasa is on his way. {bows}
...So you'd better have a good excuse for missing the
ceremony this morning.

{The mouse runs away from Scar}

Scar: Oh now look, Zazu; you've made me lose my lunch.

Zazu: Hah! You'll lose more than that when the King gets
through with you. He's as mad as a hippo with a
hernia.

Scar: Oooh... I quiver with FEAR.

{On "FEAR" Scar crouches down and is baring his teeth at
Zazu.}

Zazu: {Very concerned} Now Scar, don't look at me that
way... HELP!

{Scar quickly pounces on the bird, catching him in his mouth.}

Mufasa: {Almost immediately and off-camera} Scar! ...

Scar: {Mouth full} Mm-hmm?

Mufasa: Drop him.

Zazu: {Speaking from Scar's mouth} Impeccable timing, your
majesty.

{Scar spits the bird out, covered with saliva}

Zazu: {Slimed} Eyyccch.

Scar: {Sarcastically overjoyed} Why! If it isn't my big
brother descending from on high to mingle with the
commoners.

Mufasa: Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of
Simba.

Scar: {Faking astonishment} That was today? Oh, I feel
simply awful.

{He turns and start scraping his claws on the rock wall.
Zazu cringes at the sound.}

Scar: {Admiring his claws} ...Must have slipped my mind.

Zazu: Yes, well, as slippery as your mind is, as the king's
brother, you should have been first in line!

{Scar clicks his teeth at Zazu, who has flown near his
face. Zazu takes cover behind Mufasa's foreleg. Scar bends
down to speak to him.}

Scar: Well, I was first in line... until the little hairball
was born.

Mufasa: {Lowering his head and meeting Scar eye to eye}
That "hairball" is my son... and your future king.

Scar: Ohh, I shall practice my curtsy.

{Scar turns away and starts to exit}

Mufasa: {Warning} Don't turn your back on me, Scar.

Scar: {Looking back} Oh, no, Mufasa. Perhaps YOU shouldn't
turn YOUR back on me.

Mufasa: {Roars and literally jumps in front of Scar, baring
his teeth for the first time} Is that a challenge?

Scar: Temper, temper. I wouldn't dream of challenging you.

Zazu: Pity! Why not?

Scar: {Looking at Zazu} Well, as far as brains go, I got
the lion's share. But, when it comes to brute strength
{looking at Mufasa} ...I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end
of the gene pool.

{Exit Scar}

Zazu: {Deep sigh} There's one in every family, sire... Two
in mine, actually. {perches on Mufasa's shoulder} And
they always manage to ruin special occasions.

Mufasa: What am I going to do with him?

Zazu: He'd make a very handsome throw rug.

Mufasa: {Chiding} Zazu!

Zazu: And just think! Whenever he gets dirty, you could
take him out and BEAT him.

{They exit, chuckling. Pan out into open savannah.}

[Painting Scene]

{Rise in music-- "This Land" track-- with theme stated in
African flute, it broadens eventually with chorus and full
orchestra. We see a rainstorm gently crossing the savannah.
Multiplane camera approach to Rafiki's baobab tree. Camera
switch to inside the tree. Rafiki is doing hand paintings on
the wall. We see he is completing a lion cub.}

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.

{Horns and brass close theme in a stately manner with a
decrescendo. Fade to black keeping the painting of the cub
as a crossover to the fade in of Pride Rock in early
morning}

[The Sunrise / Pouncing Scene]


{Simba is seen coming out on the rock. He runs back into
the cave and leaps over several of the lionesses, accidentally
jumping on a few.}

Simba: Dad! Daad! Come on, Dad, we gotta go. Wake up!

Random Lioness: Oomph!

Simba: Sorry! ...Oop.

{Simba starts to wake Mufasa}

Simba: Dad? Daad. Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad, Dad--

Sarabi: {Over Simba's endless noise of "Dad"s, sleepily}
Your son... is awake...

Mufasa: {Also sleepily} Before sunrise, he's YOUR son.

Simba: Dad? Daad! Come on, Dad! {tugs at Mufasa's ear.} Daa-- Whoa!

{He loses his grip on Mufasa's ear, and slips and crashes into
something off camera. He then comes running back on screen and
butts Mufasa. Mufasa sleepily eyes his son.}

Simba: You promised!

Mufasa: {Seeing his son's impatience} Okay, okay. I'm up.
I'm up.

Simba: Yeah!

{Mufasa yawns a well-recorded lion yawn. Mufasa and Sarabi
follow Simba up to the top of Pride Rock. Simba rubs up
against Sarabi; she nudges him ahead and stays behind. Departing
shot of her, with a loving expression. The sunrise illuminates the
top of Pride Rock impressively. Both Simba and Mufasa are on the
point. Cue music.}

Mufasa: Look, Simba. Everything the light touches is our
kingdom.

Simba: Wow.

{The camera revolves around them, during Mufasa's speech, from a reverse
view to a frontal shot.}

Mufasa: A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the
sun. One day, Simba, the sun will set on my time here,
and will rise with you as the new king.

Simba: And this will all be mine?

Mufasa: Everything.

Simba: Everything the light touches. {Simba looks all
around. He views the rip-rap canyon to the north} What
about that shadowy place?

Mufasa: That's beyond our borders. You must never go there,
Simba.

Simba: But I thought a king can do whatever he wants.

Mufasa: Oh, there's more to being king than... getting your
way all the time.

{Mufasa starts back down the rock}

Simba: {Awed} There's more?

Mufasa: {Chuckles} Simba...

{Camera switch. Mufasa and Simba are out walking on the
savannah.}

Mufasa: Everything you see exists together, in a delicate
balance. As king, you need to understand that balance,
and respect all the creatures-- from the crawling ant
to the leaping antelope.

Simba: But, Dad, don't we eat the antelope?

Mufasa: Yes, Simba, but let me explain. When we die, our
bodies become the grass. And the antelope eat the
grass. And so we are all connected in the great Circle
of Life.

Zazu: {Lights on a nearby rock} Good morning, sire!

Mufasa: Good morning, Zazu.

Zazu: Checking in... with the morning report.

Mufasa: Fire away.

Zazu: Well! The buzz from the bees is that the leopards
are in a bit of a spot...

{Zazu's speech will continue through without stop. Simba's
and Mufasa's conversation is the focus.}

Mufasa: {Distracted} Oh, really?

{Simba, uninterested in Zazu, pounces at a grasshopper and
misses}

Zazu: {Continuing, not noticing Mufasa's lack of
enthusiasm} ... And the baboons are going ape over
this. Of course, the giraffes are acting like they're
above it all...

Mufasa: {To Simba} What are you doing, son?

Simba: {Disappointedly looking in his empty paws} Pouncing.

Mufasa: Let an old pro show you how it's done.

Zazu: ...The tick birds are pecking on the elephants. I
told the elephants to forget it, but they can't...

Mufasa: Zazu, would you turn around?

Zazu: Yes, sire. {Continuing immediately} The cheetahs are
hard up, but I always say ...

Mufasa: {Whispering} Stay low to the ground.

Zazu: Cheetahs never prosper...

Simba: {Whispering} Okay, stay low to the ground, right... yeah...

Zazu: {Realizing something is amiss} What going on?

Mufasa: A pouncing lesson.

Zazu: Oh very good. Pouncing. {Realizing} Pouncing!?!
Oh no, sire, you can't be serious...

{Mufasa motions for Zazu to turn back around.}

Zazu: Oh... this is so humiliating.

Mufasa: {Still whispering} Try not to make a sound.

Zazu: What are you telling him, Mufasa? {Looking around
uneasily-- Simba and Mufasa seem to have disappeared.}
Mufasa? Simba?

{Simba does a full pounce leaving Zazu stunned on the
ground}

Mufasa: Ha ha ha ha ha. That's very good. Ha ha ha...

{A gopher emerges under Zazu.}

Gopher: Zazu!

Zazu: {Exasperated} Yes?

Gopher: {Saluting} Sir. News from the underground.

Mufasa: {To Simba} Now, this time--

Zazu: {Interrupting and with urgency} Sire! Hyenas! In
the Pride Lands!

Mufasa: {Serious now} Zazu, take Simba home.

Simba: Oh, Dad, can't I come?

Mufasa: {Curtly} No, son.

{Mufasa heads off at a full gallop}

Simba: I never get to go anywhere.

Zazu: Oh, young master, one day you will be king; then you
can chase those slobbering mangy stupid poachers from
dawn until dusk.

{They head off. Camera pulls back to wide view of
savannah.}

[Scar Tricks Simba Scene]

{Camera change to Scar on his overhanging rock ledge.
We see Scar pace once and kick an old bone off the edge.}

{Enter Simba}

Simba: Hey Uncle Scar! Guess what!

Scar: I despise guessing games.

Simba: I'm going to be king of Pride Rock.

Scar: {Sarcastically} Oh goody.

Simba: {Looking out over the edge of the rock} My dad just
showed me the whole kingdom; {greedily} and I'm going
to rule it all. Heh heh.

Scar: Yes. Well... forgive me for not leaping for joy.
Bad back, you know.

{Scar flops down on his side.}

Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar? When I'm king, what will that make
you?

Scar: A monkey's uncle.

Simba: Heh heh. You're so weird.

Scar: You have NO idea. ...So, your father showed you the
whole kingdom, did he?

Simba: Everything.

Scar: He didn't show you what's beyond that rise at the
northern border...?

Simba: {Disappointed} Well, no... he said I can't go there.

Scar: And he's absolutely right. It's far too dangerous.
Only the bravest lions go there.

Simba: Well, I'm brave! What's out th--

Scar: {Interrupting} No, I'm sorry, Simba, I just can't
tell you.

Simba: Why not?

Scar: Simba, Simba, I'm only looking out for the well-
being of my favorite nephew.

{Scar rubs and pats Simba's head}

Simba: {Snorts sarcastically} Yeah, right, I'm your only nephew.

Scar: All the more reason for me to be protective... An
elephant graveyard is no place for a young prince...
{faking surprise} Oops!

Simba: {Enthusiastic} An elephant what? Whoa.

Scar: {Faking dismay} Oh dear, I've said too much... Well, I
suppose you'd have found sooner or later, you being SO
clever and all... {pulling Simba near} Oh, just do me
one favor-- promise me you'll never visit that dreadful
place.

Simba: {Thinks} No problem.

Scar: There's a good lad. You run along now and have
fun. And remember... it's our little secret.

{Simba leaves the rock, Scar walks away with an evil smile.
Menacing music.}

[Bath Scene - Intro to Water Hole Scene]

{Simba is running down the slope of the bottom part of
Pride Rock. He runs down towards two lionesses (Sarabi
and Sarafina). Sarafina is giving Nala a bath. Music is
light, almost jazzy. Pan flute lead.}

Simba: Hey, Nala.

Nala: Hi, Simba.

Simba: Come on. I just heard about this great place.

Nala: {Through clenched teeth} Simba! I'm kind of in the
middle of a bath.

Sarabi: And it's time for yours.

{Simba tries (too late) to escape; Sarabi bends
down and grabs him. She proceeds to give the struggling
cub a bath.}

Simba: Mom! ...Mom. You're messing up my mane.

{Sarabi smiles.}

Simba: Okay, okay, I'm clean. Can we go now?

Nala: So where are we going? It better not be anyplace
dumb.

Simba: No. It's really cool.

Sarabi: So where is this "really cool" place?

Simba: Oh. {thinks} Uh... around the water hole.

Nala: The water hole? What's so great about the water
hole?

Simba: {Whisper} I'll SHOW you when we GET there.

Nala: {Whisper} Oh. {Normal} Uh... Mom, can I go with
Simba?

Sarafina: Hmm... What do you think, Sarabi?

Sarabi: Well...

Nala and Simba: {through broad, forced grins} Pleeeease?

Sarabi: It's all right with me...

{Nala and Simba are overjoyed}
Nala: All right!
Simba: Yeah!

Sarabi: ...As long as Zazu goes with you.

{Simba and Nala stop dead in their celebration}

Simba: No. Not Zazu.

[Water Hole Scene]

{Camera is at a ground angle slightly behind the cubs
walking towards the water hole. Zazu is visible in the sky
overhead.}

Zazu: Step lively. The sooner we get to the water hole,
the sooner we can leave.

{Camera angle changes to the cubs from an immediate real
view}

Nala: {Whisper} So where we really going?

Simba: {Whisper} An elephant graveyard.

Nala: Wow!

Simba: {Whisper} Shhh! Zazu.

Nala: {Whisper} Right. So how are we gonna ditch the dodo?

{Camera switch to just above Zazu. We hear the cubs
whispering back and forth below}

Simba: {Whispering} Oh, I know how we can--

Zazu: {Flying down} Oh, just look at you two. Little seeds
of romance blossoming in the savannah. Your parents
will be thrilled... {He lands in front of them} ...what
with your being betrothed and all.

Simba: Be-what?

Zazu: Betrothed. Intended. Affianced.

Nala: Meaning...?

Zazu: {As though holding on to his coat lapels} One day,
you two are going to be married!

Simba: Yuck!
Nala: Ewww.

Simba: I can't marry her. She's my friend.

Nala: Yeah. It'd be too weird.

Zazu: Well, sorry to burst your bubble, but you two turtle-
doves have no choice. It's a tradition...

{Simba mimics Zazu during these last words}

Zazu: ...going back generations.

Simba: Well, when I'm king, that'll be the first thing to go.

Zazu: Not so long as I'm around.

{Start fading in intro to "I Just Can't Wait to Be King"}

Simba: Well, in that case, you're fired.

Zazu: Hmmm... Nice try, but only the king can do that. {Pokes
Simba's nose}

Nala: Well, he's the future king.

Simba: Yeah. {Thumping Zazu's chest} So you have to do
what I tell you.

Zazu: Not yet I don't. And with an attitude like that, I'm
afraid you're shaping up to be a pretty pathetic king
indeed.

Simba: Hmph. Not the way I see it.

{Full song, colors change to wild pop-African. Background
abruptly becomes surreal, brightly-colored cartoon style.}

Simba: I'm gonna be a mighty king
So enemies beware!

Zazu: Well, I've never seen a king of beasts

{Plucks Simba's hair where mane would be}

With quite so little hair

{Simba gets a mane of leaves}

Simba: I'm gonna be the mane event
Like no king was before

{Climbs a log}

I'm brushing up on looking down
I'm working on my ROAR

{On "ROAR" he shouts at Zazu, startling him backwards into
a puddle}

Zazu: {Drying on what appears to be a hanging towel}
Thus far, a rather uninspiring thing

{Camera pulls back; reveals the "towel" as the ear of a red
elephant which hits Zazu with its trunk as with a golf club,
sending him skipping like a stone across a shallow pool of
water; the cubs follow immediately.}

Simba: Oh, I just can't wait to be king!

Zazu: {Speaking} You've rather a long way to go, young master,
if you think...

{For this verse Zazu is making quick spoken-part replies
to each line. Simba and Nala are on each side of Zazu; as
he turns to talk to one, the other makes faces at him.}

Simba: No one saying do this

{Zazu: Now when I said that, I--}

Nala: No one saying be there

{Zazu: What I meant was...}

Simba: No one saying stop that

{Zazu: Look, what you don't realize...}

Simba and Nala: No one saying see here

{Zazu: Now see here!}

Simba: Free to run around all day

{Simba and Nala are now riding ostriches}

{Zazu: Well, that's definitely out...}

Simba: Free to do it all my way!

Zazu: {Flying ahead of the cubs, looking back to speak to them
and so not paying attention ahead}
I think it's time that you and I
Arranged a heart to heart

{Flies into a rhino}

Simba: Kings don't need advice
From little hornbills for a start

{Lights on a branch}

Zazu: If this is where the monarchy is headed
Count me out!
Out of service, out of Africa
I wouldn't hang about... aagh!

{The camera pulls back to reveal Zazu has lighted on a log
being washed towards a waterfall. It disappears over the
edge. Zazu yells in surprise, but quickly reappears flying
towards and through the camera.}

This child is getting wildly out of wing

Simba: Oh, I just can't wait to be king!

{The cubs trot up a corridor of zebras standing at attention;
when Zazu follows, they all turn and raise their tails; Zazu
covers himself with a wing.}

{Nala and Simba dance about under a moving herd of elephants
while the African flute leads a short instrumental sequence.
Zazu flies overhead, looking for them. Simba ends up standing
on a giraffe's head.}

Everybody look left {Zazu squawks as the herd tramples him}
Everybody look right

{Simba hops up a ladder of giraffe heads}

Everywhere you look I'm

{Sliding down a giraffe's neck into theatrical pose}

Standing in the spotlight!

Zazu: {Speaking, but in strict time} Not yet!

Chorus: Let every creature go for broke and sing
Let's hear it in the herd and on the wing
It's gonna be King Simba's finest fling

{The Chorus of hippos, anteaters, antelopes, giraffes, etc.
forms a pyramid with the cubs on top}

Simba & Chorus: Oh I just can't wait to be king!
Oh I just can't wait to be king!
Oh I just can't waaaaaait ... to be king!

{The pyramid topples leaving the rhino sitting on Zazu}

Zazu: {Muffled} I beg your pardon, madam, but... GET OFF! ...
Simba? Nala?

[Elephant Graveyard - Hyena Scene]

{Camera change to Simba and Nala making their way away
from Zazu. They are laughing.}

Simba: All right, it worked!

Nala: We lost 'im.

Simba: {Arrogantly} I... am a genius.

Nala: Hey, Genius, it was my idea.

Simba: Yeah, but I pulled it off.

Nala: With me!

Simba: Oh yeah? ...Rrarr!

{Simba jumps at Nala; they tussle quickly. Nala ends on
top and pins Simba with her forepaws, producing a
resounding thump.}

Nala: Ha. Pinned ya.

Simba: {Annoyed} Hey, lemme up.

{Nala turns away smiling. Simba looks at her and jumps at her
again. They tussle, rolling down a short hill. She pins him
again in the same position with another thump.}

Nala: Pinned ya again.

{A geyser makes a loud noise nearby, ejecting steam.
The camera pulls back to a view of the surroundings that
the cubs have just noticed. Mostly in grays, we see a dark
craggy vale filled with skeletons of elephants. Eerie
music.}

Simba: This is it. We made it.

{They look over the edge of the ledge they are on. A large
bull elephant skull is nearby. The camera follows to survey the
entire bleak view.}

Simba and Nala: Whoa!

Nala: It's really creepy.

Simba: Yeah... Isn't it great?

Nala: {Relishing her naughtiness} We could get in big
trouble.

Simba: {Enjoying it also} I know, huh.

Nala: {Looking at the skull} I wonder if its brains are
still in there.

Simba: {Walking towards the skull} There's only one way to
know. Come on. Let's go check it out.

{Simba walks towards the mouth of the skull. Zazu flaps
suddenly up in front of them, emitting a sharp squawk of
"Wrong!" and giving the audience a start.}

Zazu: The only checking out you will do will be to check
out of here.

Simba: Aw, man.

Zazu: We're way beyond the boundary of the Pride Lands.

Simba: Huh. Look. Banana Beak is scared. Heh.

Zazu: {Poking Simba in the nose} That's Mr. Banana Beak to you,
fuzzy. And right now we are all in very real danger.

{Simba has moved nearer to the entrance of the skull}

Simba: Danger? Hah! I walk on the wild side. I laugh in
the face of danger. Ha ha ha ha!

{Following Simba's confident laughter we hear more
laughing from inside the skull. Simba runs back and hides
behind Nala and Zazu. Three hyenas emerge from the skull's
eyes and mouth.}

Shenzi: Well, well, well, Banzai. What have we got here?

Banzai: Hmm. I don't know, Shenzi. Uh... what do you think,
Ed?

Ed: {Crazy laughter}

{They circle around the cubs and Zazu.}

Banzai: Yeah, just what I was thinking. A trio of
trespassers!

Zazu: And quite by accident, let me assure you. A simple
navigational error. Eh heh heh...

Shenzi: Whoa, whoa, wait wait wait... I know you.
{peering close into the camera} You're Mufasa's
little stooge.

Zazu: I, madam, am the king's majordomo.

Banzai: {Looking at Simba} And that would make you...?

Simba: The future king.

Shenzi: Do you know what we do to kings who step out of
their kingdom?

Simba: Puh. You can't do anything to me.

Zazu: Uhh... technically, they can. We are on their land.

Simba: But Zazu, you told me they're nothing but
slobbering mangy stupid poachers.

Zazu: {Aside, surreptitiously, to Simba} Ix-nay on the
oopid-stay...

Banzai: Who you callin' "oopid-stay?!?"

Zazu: {Harried} My, my, my. Look at the sun. {starts to
try to hasten the cubs away} It's time to go!

Shenzi: What's the hurry? We'd looove you to stick around
for dinner.

Banzai: Yeaaaah! We could have whatever's... "lion" around! {In
the background} Get it? Lion around! {laughs}

Shenzi: Oh wait, wait, wait. I got one, I got one. Make
mine a "cub" sandwich. Whatcha think?

{Peals of uncontrollable laughter. Ed jumps up and starts
gesticulating and jabbering.}

Shenzi: What? Ed? What is it?

Banzai: {Looking where Ed is pointing} Hey, did we order
this dinner to go?

Shenzi: No. Why?

Banzai: 'Cause there it goes!

{Camera view to the cubs running off; they stop after a
bit. Quick camera jump showing Zazu being caught in
mid-flight.}

Nala: Did we lose 'em?

Simba: I think so. Where's Zazu?

{Camera switch. The hyenas have Zazu near a steam vent.
Banzai is holding the bird.}

Banzai: The little majordomo bird hippity-hopped all the
way to the birdie-boiler. {He walks Zazu to the vent
and stuffs him into it, plugging it up.}

Zazu: Oh no. Not the birdie-boiler. {It shoots him off in
a puff of steam}

{The hyenas start laughing hysterically}

Simba: {Now near the hyenas} Hey! Why don't you pick on
somebody your own size?

Shenzi: Like... you?

Simba: Oops.

{The hyenas start chasing the cubs. They dart around behind
them and poke their heads through an active methane vent.}

Shenzi, Banzai, Ed: BOO! {laughter}

{The hyenas chase the cubs up and over the skull and the cubs
slip away by sliding down the spine. They shoot off the end of the
spine and land on a hillside of bones.}

Nala: Simba!

{Simba turns around and is horrified to see Nala slipping back down
the pile.}

Nala: Aaaaiee!

{Simba runs bravely back and claws Shenzi across the cheek, drawing
blood and distracting her while Nala escapes. Shenzi becomes enraged;
the Hyenas pursue the cubs quickly and corner them in a cave.}

************** CUT LINES *********************************
{For a reason unknown to me, the following line was cut.
It appeared on story boards and even in the promotional
pamphlet for the movie [as well as on the first series of
collector's cards -BT]. It must have been cut fairly late
in production.}

Shenzi: Look, boys! A king fit for a meal!

**********************************************************

Banzai: {Entering the cave, taunting} Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

{Simba tries to roar. He produces a nice medium yowl.}

Shenzi: Oo-hoo... that was it? Hah. Do it again... come on.

{Simba opens his mouth to roar again, but we hear a full-
grown lion roar.}

Shenzi, Banzai, Ed: Huh?!

{Mufasa charges the hyenas from camera left and knocks them about
until they are cringing under him.}

Shenzi: Oh, please, please. Uncle. Uncle.
Banzai: Ow. Ow. Ow.

Mufasa: {Half roar} Silence!

Banzai: Oh, we're gonna shut up right now.

Shenzi: Calm down. We're really sorry.

Mufasa: If you ever come near my son again...

Shenzi: Oh this is... this is your son?!?

Banzai: Oh, your son?

Shenzi: Did you know that?

Banzai: No... me? I-I-I didn't know it. No. Did you?

Shenzi: No! Of course not.

Banzai: No.

Shenzi and Banzai: Ed?

Ed: {Stupidly nods yes}

{Mufasa roars}

Banzai: Toodles!

{With a gunshot sound they disappear. Zazu lights in front of
Mufasa, giving him a "that'll show 'em" nod... but then withers
under Mufasa's angry glare.}

Simba: {Approaching his father} Dad, I...

Mufasa: You deliberately disobeyed me.

Simba: Dad, I'm... I'm sorry.

Mufasa: {Stern} Let's go home.

{They all start walking out of the Burial Grounds, the
cubs bent down in shame.}

Nala: {Whispering} I thought you were very brave.

{The camera steadily pans up one of the walls of the cave.
It stops on a horrifying image of Scar, standing on a ledge
where he had been watching the cubs' near-demise.}

[Disciplinary - Stars Scene]

{Camera switch to out on the savannah. The cubs are still
walking in a shamed manner behind Mufasa. Zazu is flying
between.}

Mufasa: {Still stern} Zazu?

Zazu: {Flying forward and lighting in front of Mufasa, his
trepidation showing} Yes, sire?

Mufasa: {Stern} Take Nala home. I've got to teach my son a
lesson.

{The camera views the cubs. Simba crouches lower in the
grass as if to hide. Zazu flies back to the cubs.}

Zazu: Come, Nala. Simba... {puts his wings on Simba's
shoulders, gives a heavy sigh, and then a reassuring pat}
Good luck.

{Zazu and Nala leave. The camera view is of Simba in the
foreground with Mufasa facing away from the camera in the
background.}

Mufasa: {Calling, still very stern, not looking at Simba}
Simba! {The word reverberates in the night air.}

{Simba slowly turns and walks towards his father. The
camera follows him forward. Ominous yet sad music. Simba
steps into a depression. Looking down he sees that his
forepaw fits inside just the palmprint of his father's
paw. A very tense moment for Simba. It comes across to the
audience that his father could easily do much, much more
than discipline Simba. [It also comes across that Simba has
some rather big shoes to fill, so to speak, and is only now
realizing his true position. -BT] Simba is harshly reminded
of how small and young he is compared to his father. He looks
up and, quite courageously, continues to come forward.}

{Mufasa thinks silently for a few moments, not looking at his
son. Then, finally, he turns to him.}

Mufasa: Simba, I'm very disappointed in you.

Simba: {Very quietly and sadly} I know.

Mufasa: {Continuing} You could have been killed. You
deliberately disobeyed me. And what's worse, you put
Nala in danger!

Simba: {Bordering on crying, voice cracks} I was just
trying to be brave like you.

Mufasa: I'm only brave when I have to be. Simba... being
brave doesn't mean you go looking for trouble.

Simba: But you're not scared of anything.

Mufasa: I was today.

Simba: {Disbelieving} You were?

Mufasa: Yes... {bends down close to Simba} I thought I might lose you.

Simba: Oh. {Lightening slightly} I guess even kings get
scared, huh?

Mufasa: Mm-hmm.

Simba: {Whispering conspiratorially} But you know what?

Mufasa: {Whispering back} What?

Simba: I think those hyenas were even scareder.

Mufasa: {Gentle laugh} 'Cause nobody messes with your dad.
Come here, you.

{Mufasa has bent down. He picks Simba up and starts
giving him a noogie.}

Simba: Oh no, no... Aaagh! Errrggh!

{Music rises as Simba and Mufasa tussle playfully for a
brief while.}

Simba: Oh, come here... {as Mufasa runs away} Hah! Gotcha!

{They end up with Mufasa laid down and Simba
on his head}

Simba: Dad?

Mufasa: Hmm?

Simba: We're pals, right?

Mufasa: {Gentle laugh} Right.

Simba: And we'll always be together, right?

Mufasa: {Sitting up, Simba now on his shoulder} Simba... Let
me tell you something that my father told me... Look
at the stars. The great kings of the past look down on
us from those stars.

Simba: {Awed} Really?

Mufasa: Yes... So whenever you feel alone, just remember
that those kings will always be there to guide you ...
And so will I.

[Be Prepared Scene]

{Camera switch from stars to Hyena cave. As we move into the
cave, we first hear Banzai's voice and eventually see
Banzai and Ed together with Shenzi to the side.}

Banzai: Man, that lousy Mufasa! I won't be able to sit for
a week! {We notice numerous scratches on Banzai's
rear}

Ed: {Laughs}

Banzai: It's not funny, Ed.

Ed: {Tries to stop laughing, but bursts out worse}

Banzai: Hey, shut up!

Ed: {Can NOT stop laughing}

{Banzai tackles Ed; they start fighting.}

Shenzi: Will you knock it off!

{Banzai stops. Ed continues, biting himself in the leg.}

Banzai: Well, he started it!

Shenzi: Look at you guys. No wonder we're dangling at the
bottom of the food chain.

Banzai: {With drool dangling from his mouth} Man, I hate
dangling.

Shenzi: Shyeah? You know, if it weren't for those lions,
we'd be runnin' the joint.

Banzai: Yeah. Man, I hate lions.

Shenzi: So pushy.

Banzai: And hairy.

Shenzi: And stinky.

Banzai: And man, are they...

Shenzi and Banzai: UuuugLY! {laughter}

Scar: {From his perch we saw in the Hyena chase} Oh,
surely we lions are not all THAT bad.

Banzai: Ohh. {relieved from the surprise} Oh, Scar, it's
just you.

Shenzi: We were afraid it was somebody important.

Banzai: Yeah, you know, like Mufasa.

Shenzi: Yeah.

Scar: I see.

Banzai: Now that's power.

Shenzi: Tell me about it. I just hear that name and
I shudder.

Banzai: Mufasa.

Shenzi: {Shivering} Ooooh. ... Do it again.

Banzai: Mufasa.

Shenzi: Ooooh!

Banzai: Mufasa. Mufasa! Mufasa!

Shenzi: {Builds up hysterical laughter} ...Oooh! It tingles me.

Scar: I'm surrounded by idiots.

Banzai: Not you, Scar; I mean, you're one of us. I mean,
you're our pal.

Scar: {Sarcastic} Charmed.

Shenzi: Ohh, I like that. He's not king, but he's still so
proper.

Banzai: Yeah. Hey, hey. Did ya bring us anything to eat,
Scar, old buddy, old pal? Huh? Did-ya-did-ya-did-ya?

Scar: I don't think you really deserve this. {Holds out a
zebra haunch.} I practically gift-wrapped those cubs for
you. {Drops leg to Hyenas} And you couldn't even
dispose of them. {Intro fade-in on Be Prepared}

Shenzi: {Chewing with full mouth} Well, ya know. It wasn't
exactly like they was alone, Scar.

Banzai: Yeah. What are we supposed to do-- {swallow} kill
Mufasa?

Scar: Precisely.

{The three hyenas pause from eating and look up at Scar
questioningly.}

{Three-top flutter to coincide with Scar's
leaps down to the Hyenas.}

************** CUT LINES *********************************
{Due to plot adjustment, the intro lines to the music
track Be Prepared were cut. They were originally a
monologue of Scar trying to decide on using the Hyenas or
not. These were cut presumably to allow for the earlier
entrapment of the cubs being credited to Scar. The monologue
does, however, appear on the soundtrack.}

Scar: {Spoken over what is now faded intro}
I never thought hyenas essential.
They're crude and unspeakably plain.
But maybe there's a glimmer of potential
If allied to my vision and brain.

**********************************************************

{Scar walks calmly through sheets of flame and gas into the
camera over the opening bit of the song}

Scar: {Full song}

{Scar paces slowly around Ed, who is chewing on the remnants
of the zebra leg}

I know that your powers of retention
Are as wet as a warthog's backside
But thick as you are, pay attention

{He angrily swats the bone away; Ed comes to abrupt attention}

My words are a matter of pride

It's clear from your vacant expressions
The lights are not all on upstairs

{Waving his paw in front of Ed's blank eyes to make his point;
Ed's tongue lolls out}

But we're talking kings and successions
Even you can't be caught unawares

{Shenzi and Banzai are laughing on a ledge behing him; on
"you," Scar turns and leaps at them, throwing them backward
onto a pair of geysers, which then erupt, throwing the two
hyenas into the air.}

{In the next verse, Scar is strutting theatrically along a
ledge which runs around back to the floor.}

So prepare for a chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news
A shining new era
Is tiptoeing nearer

Shenzi:
And where do we feature?

Scar: {Grabbing Shenzi's cheek}
Just listen to teacher

{Shenzi rubs her cheek, which is now bruised red}

I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded
When at last I am given my dues
And injustice deliciously squared

{Scar leaps up beside Ed, who is again chewing on the bone,
and here kicks him off the ledge}

Be prepared!

{The three hyenas land in a pile of bones and are submerged;
they reappear, each with a different horned skull on his
head.}

{Spoken}

Banzai: Yeah, Be prepared. Yeah-heh... we'll be prepared, heh.
...For what?

Scar: For the death of the king.

Banzai: Why? Is he sick?

{Scar grabs Banzai by the throat}

Scar: No, fool-- we're going to kill him. And Simba too.

{Dropping Banzai back onto the floor}

Shenzi: Great idea! Who needs a king?

Shenzi (and then Banzai): {Sing-song voices, dancing around Banzai}
No king! No king! la--la-la--la-laa-laa!

Scar: Idiots! There will be a king!

Banzai: Hey, but you said, uh...

Scar: I will be king! ...Stick with me {triumphant, toothy grin}, and
you'll never go hungry again!

Shenzi and Banzai: Yaay! All right! Long live the king!

{Camera reveals hundreds of more hyenas in the shadows.}

All Hyenas: Long live the king! Long live the king!

{Full song again}

{Scar's army of hyenas is goose-stepping across the floor
of the cave, now stylized into a Nazi-esque quadrangle}

Hyenas: {In tight, crisp phrasing and diction}
It's great that we'll soon be connected.
With a king who'll be all-time adored.

Scar:
Of course, quid pro quo, you're expected
To take certain duties on board

{Motions a slice across the neck}

The future is littered with prizes
And though I'm the main addressee
The point that I must emphasize is

{Leaps off his rock throne to single out one hapless hyena}

You won't get a sniff without me!

{That hyena slips and falls into a fiery crevice}

{Throughout the next verse, the entire horde of hyenas joins
in dancing boisterously, leaping along the tops of rock
pillars, shaking animal skeletons in the light, one playing
a rib cage/xylophone.}

{The paranthetical parts are the hyenas' counterpoint singing}

So prepare for the coup of the century
(Oooh!)
Be prepared for the murkiest scam
(Oooh... La! La! La!) {rear ends punctuating}
Meticulous planning
(We'll have food!)
Tenacity spanning
(Lots of food)
Decades of denial
(We repeat)
Is simply why I'll
(Endless meat)
Be king undisputed
(Aaaaaaah...)
Respected, saluted
(...aaaaaaah...)
And seen for the wonder I am
(...aaaaaaah!)

Yes, my teeth and ambitions are bared
(Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo)
Be prepared!

All (Even Ed, who can be heard growling and snarling an
approximation of the lines):
Yes, our teeth and ambitions are bared
Be prepared!

{Close with a fill-in and a fade-out. Scar and the hyenas are
laughing evilly. Drum roll rises to a crash coinciding with the
panoramic opening of the next scene.}

[Stampede Scene]

{Camera switch to a view of a large canyon. Cloud shadows scroll slowly
over the landscape.}

Scar: Now you wait here. Your father has a marvelous
surprise for you.

{Camera switch to bottom of the gully. Scar and Simba are
near a rock, underneath a small tree.}

Simba: Oooh. What is it?

Scar: If I told you, it wouldn't be a surprise, now would
it?

Simba: If you tell me, I'll still act surprised.

Scar: Ho ho ho. You are such a naughty boy.

Simba: Come on, Uncle Scar.

Scar: No-no-no-no-no-no-no. This is just for you and your daddy.
You know, a sort of... father-son... thing.

{Through Simba's expression, we see that he resents Scar's dismissive
attitude, but soon shrugs it off.}

Scar: Well! I'd better go get him.

Simba: I'll go with you.

Scar: {Loud, snapping tone} No! {regaining composure} Heh heh heh.
No. Just stay on this rock. You wouldn't want to end up in
another mess like you did with the hyenas...

Simba: {Shocked} You know about that?

Scar: Simba, everybody knows about that.

Simba: {Meek and embarrassed} Really?

Scar: Oh, yes. Lucky Daddy was there to save you, eh? {clearly
enjoying himself; he puts a paw on Simba's shoulder} Oh...
and just between us, you might want to work on that little
roar of yours. Hmm?

{Scar starts to pull away}

Simba: Oh... Okay...

{Scar pats Simba roughly on the head, then moves off.}

Simba: Hey, Uncle Scar, will I like the surprise?

Scar: {Turning back over his shoulder} Simba, it's to DIE for.

{The camera slowly pans up the side of the gorge away from
Scar and Simba. After a distance of rock, we reach the
edge and view on the plain a very large herd of
wildebeest; the size of the herd comes across with a striking
computer-generated parallax pan. The camera then focuses in on the
hyenas (Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed), who are waiting off of the edge
of the herd, hidden under a rock arch.}

Banzai: {Stomach growls}

Shenzi: Shut up.

Banzai: I can't help it. I'm so hungry... {jumping up} I
gotta have a wildebeest!

Shenzi: Stay put.

Banzai: Well... can't I just pick off one of the little sick ones?

Shenzi: No! We wait for the signal from Scar.

{Camera switch to Scar mounting a rock in view of the hyenas}

Shenzi: There he is... {making an evil, almost humorous face}
let's go.

{Camera switch back to Simba}

Simba: Little roar. Puh!

{A lizard walks past Simba. He growls at it.}

Simba: Rarrr!

{The lizard has no reaction to this first attempt. Simba then
jumps down and tries again.}

Simba: Rrrraowr-nh!

{For the third attempt, Simba moves closer again and inhales
deeply.}

Simba: RAOWR!

{The lizard skitters off screen. Simba's roar echoes around the canyon.
Shot of Simba lifting his ears to relish the echo. The echo is
soon eclipsed, however, by a low rumble. Simba looks
down and sees pebbles jumping. Cue the very sinister "To Die For"
music. We see the herd coming over the lip of the gorge. Dramatic
multi-layer camera pull up to Simba's terrified face. Simba takes
off in front of the herd.}

{Cut to the rim of the gorge, where the Hyenas are seen chasing
the wildebeest herd, nipping at their heels to drive them over
the edge. Camera switch to Mufasa and Zazu a short distance from
the canyon.}

Zazu: Oh look, sire; the herd is on the move.

Mufasa: Odd...

{Scar runs up, out of breath}

Scar: Mufasa. Quick. Stampede. In the gorge. Simba's down
there!

Mufasa: Simba?

{Camera switch to Simba. He is running and climbs up a
dead tree. Zazu flies ahead of Mufasa and Scar, down into
the canyon. He spots Simba.}

Simba: {Clinging precariously to a tree} Zazu! Help me!!

Zazu: Your father is on the way! Hold on!

Simba: {Losing grip} Hurry!

{Mufasa and Scar are on the lower ledges of the gorge.
Zazu flies back to Mufasa and points out where Simba is.}

Zazu: There! There! On that tree!

Mufasa: Hold on, Simba!

{In the gully, a wildebeest rams the tree Simba's on,
nearly breaking it.}

Simba: Ahhhh!

{Mufasa runs out into the herd, joining the stampede.}

Zazu: Oh Scar, this is awful. What will we do? What will
we do? Hah ... I'll go back for help, that's what I'll
do, I'll go back for he--oomph!

{Scar backhands Zazu into a rock wall, knocking him out.
Scar then follows Mufasa's progress from the lip of the
gorge, his shadow cast mysteriously from the bottom of the
gully {!}. Mufasa runs with the herd till slightly past the
tree. He whips around the front of some wildebeest and
runs into the herd towards Simba's tree. He gets rammed
head-first once, throwing him to the ground. A wildebeest
hits Simba's tree, throwing Simba into the air. Mufasa gets
up in time to catch Simba in the air with his mouth. He
gets hit again and accidentally throws Simba. Simba dodges
a few oncoming wildebeest. Mufasa runs by with the herd
and grabs Simba. He jumps up to a near rock ledge and sets
Simba down, but is immediately struck by a wildebeest and
carried off into the stampede.}

Simba: DAD!

{Simba watches in horror as he cannot find his father in
the swirling mass of wildebeest below him. At the last
second, Mufasa leaps out of the herd and starts to climb
with great difficulty up the sheer rock slope. Simba
turns and starts to climb up to the top of the gorge. Out
of Simba's sight, Mufasa reaches a point right below a
ledge where he can't climb due to the steepness. His claws are
scraping and his back paws have no traction. Above him on
the ledge is Scar.}

Mufasa: Scar! Broth-- {slips, barely hangs on} Brother! Help me!

{Scar looks disdainfully down, and then suddenly latches
onto Mufasa's forepaws with claws extended. Mufasa roars,
primarily from the sudden pain of Scar's claws, but no doubt also
due to the sudden flash of realization. His expression slowly
changes to one of horror as he recognizes Scar's intent.}

Scar: {Slowly and evilly} Long live the king.

{Scar throws his brother backwards. Mufasa free-falls,
back first. The camera follows Mufasa down from under him,
then from above him, showing the stampede raging below.}

Mufasa: Aaaaaaahh!

{Camera suddenly focuses in on Simba, who is watching his
father hit the ground. No sound effects of the hit. No
view of it either. Mufasa and Simba's screams mingle.}

Simba: Nooooooo!

{The herd passes. Everything is clouded by dust. Simba
bounds to the canyon floor. Mufasa is nowhere to be
seen.}

Simba: {Cough} Dad!!

{We hear a sound}

Simba: {Quietly} Dad?

{We see a stray wildebeest run past, the source of the
sound. The wildebeest curves around a log further down the
gully. Under the log is Mufasa, laying on his side. He is
not moving or breathing. Simba approaches the body. Sad
musical theme. Again we notice how small Simba really is.}

Simba: {Hopefully} Dad? ...Dad, come on. {He rubs up
against Mufasa's cheek. The head merely rolls back in
place after the rub} You gotta get up. {He places both
forepaws on his father's cheek and pushes} Dad. We gotta go
home. {He tugs at Mufasa's ear. Again the head limply
moves back in place. Simba runs off a bit, obviously
very scared.} HEEEEELP! Somebody! {His voice reverberates
hollowly off the sides of the gorge.} Anybody... help.

{He cries. Simba turns back to the body. He nuzzles up under the
limp paw so that his father is embracing him. Pause for effect.}

{Where the music would resolve, we hit a minor chord as
the image of Scar advancing appears through the dust.}

Scar: Simba. ...What have you done?

Simba: {Jumps back, crying} There were wildebeests and he
tried to save me... it was an accident, I... I didn't
mean for it to happen.

Scar: {Embracing Simba, yet still distant} Of course, of
course you didn't. No one... ever means {pulls Simba
closer; Simba hides his face on Scar's foreleg} for
these things to happen. ...But the king IS dead. {looking
with mock regret at Simba) And if it weren't for you, he'd
still be alive. {Simba is crushed, believing his guilt.
Another thought "occurs" to Scar.} Oh! What will your
mother think?

Simba: {Sniffing} What am I gonna do?

Scar: Run away, Simba. Run... Run away and never return.

{Simba runs off blindly, obviously broken. Slight pause,
for the audience to catch its emotional breath. Music ends.
The three hyenas appear behind Scar.}

Scar: Kill him.

{The hyenas take off after him; Scar stands motionless.
Simba is chased up the entire length of the gully. He
reaches the lip only to see a sheer drop on the other
side. Having no choice he jumps and tumbles down into a
patch of briars below. The hyenas pursue the entire way.
When the are running down towards the briars, Banzai sees
them and recoils.

Banzai: Whoa!!

{After skidding extensively, Banzai manages to stop just above
the brambles. He heaves a sigh of relief. Then Shenzi and Ed run
into him, propelling him into the bushes.}

Banzai: Yeow! {Jumping back out of the bushes}

{Shenzi and Ed are laughing}

Shenzi: {Seeing Simba emerge from the far side of the
briars into the desert} Hey-- There he goes! There he goes!

Banzai: {Removing thorns} So go get 'im.

Shenzi: There ain't no way I'm going in there. What, you
want me to come out there looking like you? Cactus
Butt?

Banzai: {Spitting out thorns into Ed's laughing face; Ed
lets out a small yelp of pain} We gotta finish the job.

Shenzi: Well, he's as good as dead out there anyway. And
IF he comes back, we'll kill him.

Banzai: {Shouting} Yeah! you hear that? If you ever come
back, we'll kill ya!!!

{"Kill ya" echoes off as we see Simba still running into the
desert. The Hyenas make their way off the cliffs back to
the Pride Lands.}

[Address and Depaint Scene]

{Camera change to Scar addressing the lionesses by the
moon on Pride Rock.}

Scar: Mufasa's death was a terrible tragedy; but to lose
Simba, who had barely begun to live...

{Camera pans around the lionesses. Some of them, with Zazu, are
comforting Sarabi, who bends her head in extreme pain. Nala is
rubbing against her mother's paw, crying.}

Scar: ...For me it is a deep personal loss. So it is with a
heavy heart that I assume the throne. Yet, out of the
ashes of this tragedy, we shall rise to greet the
dawning of a new era... {The hyenas start emerging, casting
eerie green shadows and laughing hollowly} ...in
which lion and hyena come together, in a great and
glorious future! {Scar ascends Pride Rock as the hyenas
appear in full force.}

{The camera pans to Rafiki who is shaking his head in the
distance. The scene changes with Rafiki in the same position.
He is in his tree house. After wiping away a tear, he
reaches up and rubs his hand across the cub painting,
smearing it. The camera changes. The painting, smeared, is
overlaid on Simba laying out in the hot desert sun.}

[Buzzards - Intro to Hakuna Matata Scene]

{Buzzards are circling the cub's body. One descends, then
all. They circle around it. With a blast of music, Timon
riding Pumbaa appears and dives into the midst of the
buzzards. They slap and kick the buzzards all away.}

Timon: Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaahh! Get out! Get out! Get
outta here! Whoo!

Pumbaa: I love it! Bowling for buzzards!

Timon: {Laughing, dusting himself off} Gets 'em every time.

Pumbaa: {Looking at Simba} Uh-oh. Hey Timon. You better
come look. I think it's still alive.

Timon: Ewww...

{Timon walks to the front of Simba. He is lying with his
paw over his face.}

Timon: All righty, what have we got here? {he smells
Simba}

{He tries to lift Simba's paw. He can't. He gets under it
and with a great push gets it above his head. He sees
Simba's face.}

Timon: Jeez, it's a lion! {Jumping up on Pumbaa} Run,
Pumbaa! Move it!

Pumbaa: Hey, Timon. It's just a little lion. Look at him.
He's so cute, and all alone! Can we keep him?

Timon: {Yelling into Pumbaa's ear, which creates a reverberating
effect} Pumbaa, are you nuts? We're talking about a lion.
Lions eat guys like us.

Pumbaa: But he's so little.

{He leans over to regard Simba, and accidentally dumps Timon
from his head.}

Timon: He's gonna get bigger.

Pumbaa: {Seen from Timon's point of view on the ground, with a
huge nose) Maybe he'll be on our side.

Timon: A--huh! That's the stupidest thing I ever heard. Maybe
he'll b-- ...Hey, I got it! What if he's on our side?
You know, having a lion around might not be such a bad
idea.

Pumbaa: So we keeping 'im?

Timon: Of course. Who's the brains in this outfit?

{Pumbaa scoops Simba up on his tusks}

Pumbaa: Uhhh...

Timon: My point exactly. Jeez, I'm fried. Let's get out of
here and find some shade.

{Pumbaa trots off with Timon on his back and carrying Simba.}

[Hakuna Matata Scene]

{Camera switch to Pumbaa, Timon, and Simba near a pool of
water and oasis. Simba has been laid near the water. Timon
splashes some water in Simba's face. Simba stirs.}

Timon: You okay, kid?

Simba: I guess so.

Pumbaa: You nearly died.

Timon: I saved you.

Pumbaa: {Snorts at Timon}

Timon: Well, uh, Pumbaa helped. A little.

Simba: {Dully} Thanks for your help.

{Simba heads off quietly back out towards the desert.}

Timon: Hey, where you going?

Simba: Nowhere.

Timon: {Watching Simba, talking to Pumbaa} Gee. He looks
blue.

Pumbaa: I'd say brownish-gold.

Timon: No, no, no, no. I mean he's depressed.

Pumbaa: Oh.

{Pumbaa trots up to Simba}

Pumbaa: Hey kid, what's eatin' ya?

Timon: Nothing; he's at the top of the food chain!
Ahhhhhhha ha haaa! The food cha-haain! {Pumbaa and Simba
stare at him silently} Ha ha hum... ahem. {Realizing his
joke flopped} So, where you from...?

Simba: Who cares? I can't go back.

Timon: Ahh. You're an outcast! That's great, so are we.

Pumbaa: What'cha do, kid?

Simba: Something terrible. But I don't wanna talk about it.

Timon: Good. We don't wanna hear about it.

Pumbaa: {To Timon} Come on, Timon. {To Simba} Anything we
can do?

Simba: Not unless you can change the past.

Pumbaa: You know, kid, in times like this my buddy Timon
here says, "You got to put your behind in your past..."

Timon: {Waving arms} No. No. No.

Pumbaa: I mean...

Timon: Amateur. Lie down before you hurt yourself. {to Simba}
It's "You got to put your past behind you." Look, kid. Bad
things happen, and you can't do anything about it, right?

Simba: Right.

Timon: {Pokes Simba's nose} Wrong! When the world turns its back
on you, you turn your back on the world.

Simba: Well, that's not what I was taught.

Timon: Then maybe you need a new lesson. Repeat after me.
{Clears throat} Hakuna Matata.

Simba: {Still lethargic} What?

Pumbaa: Ha-ku-na Ma-ta-ta. It means "No worries."

{Full Song, no fade in except in marimba chords}

Timon:
Hakuna Matata!
What a wonderful phrase

Pumbaa:
Hakuna Matata!
Ain't no passing craze

Timon:
It means no worries
For the rest of your days

{Timon pulls Simba over to a green bush and leans him back on it.}

Both:
It's our problem-free
Philosophy

Timon: {Filing down one of Simba's claws}
Hakuna Matata!

{Spoken section over background}

Simba: Hakuna matata?

Pumbaa: Yeah, it's our motto.

Simba: What's a motto?

Timon: Nothing! What's a motto with you? Ahh ha ha ha...

Pumbaa: {Laughing} You know what, kid? These two words will
solve all your problems.

Timon: That's right! Take Pumbaa for example.

{Back into song}

Timon:
Why, when he was a young warthog...

Pumbaa: {Italian counter-tenor range}
When I was a young wart hoooog!

Timon: {Speaking, cleaning ear} Very nice.

Pumbaa: Thanks!

Timon: {Singing}
He found his aroma lacked a certain appeal
He could clear the savannah after every meal

Pumbaa:
I'm a sensitive soul, though I seem thick-skinned
And it hurt that my friends never stood downwind

And oh, the shame
{Timon: He was ashamed!}
Thoughta changin' my name
{Oh, what's in a name?}
And I got downhearted
{How did you feel?}
Ev'rytime that I...

Timon: {Speaking} Pumbaa! Not in front of the kids!

Pumbaa: {Speaking} Oh... sorry.

{String pizzicato. Simba looks into the camera, surprised.}

{Simba watches with growing interest as Timon hoists Pumbaa into a
vine loop above his head, where he begins swinging.}

Pumbaa and Timon:
Hakuna Matata!
What a wonderful phrase
Hakuna Matata!
Ain't no passing craze

Simba: {After becoming more and more enthusiastic, he finally
joins in singing, a spotlight falling on him.)
It means no worries
For the rest of your days

Timon: {Not singing, doing a vaudeville knee-slide up to Simba}
Yeah, sing it, kid!

Simba and Timon:
It's our problem-free ...........
Pumbaa: {Landing next to them, with a flatulent sound}
..................... philosophy...

All three:
Hakuna Matata!

{Timon pulls back a fern leaf, revealing a beautiful view
of a rift-jungle. Waterfalls and rugged terrain make a
beautiful view. Harp runs accentuate the scene.}

Timon: Welcome... to our humble home.

Simba: You live here?

Timon: We live wherever we want.

Pumbaa: Yep. Home is where your rump rests. Heh!

Simba: It's beautiful.

Pumbaa: {Loud raunchy belch} I'm starved.

Simba: I'm so hungry I could eat a whole zebra.

{Timon is rather disturbed by Simba's want for meat-- a little
bit taken aback and a little bit I-knew-this-would-happen.}

Timon: Eeeahhah. We're fresh out of zebra.

Simba: Any antelope?

Timon: Na ah.

Simba: {A bit desperate} Hippo?

Timon: Nope. Listen, kid; if you live with us, you have to
eat like us. Hey, this looks like a good spot to
rustle up some grub.

{Timon has stopped in front of a log. Pumbaa forces it up
with his snout, revealing many insects. Timon picks one up.}

Simba: Eeew. What's that?

Timon: A grub. What's it look like?

Simba: Eeew. Gross.

Timon: {Eating, mouth full} Mmmm. Tastes like chicken.

{Pumbaa slurps up a large worm from the ground. Both
Timon and Pumbaa are feasting on bugs by now.}

Pumbaa: {Slurping} Slimy, yet satisfying.

Timon: {Grabbing a bug} These are rare delicacies. Mmmm.
{Crunches} Piquant, with a very pleasant crunch.

Pumbaa: You'll learn to love 'em.

Timon: I'm telling you, kid, this is the great life. No
rules. No responsibilities. {pokes his hand into a knothole--
many bugs scramble out} Oooh! The little cream-filled kind.
{munch} And best of all, no worries.

{Timon has been collecting bugs on a leaf. He offers it to
Simba. Simba picks out a grub.}

Timon: Well, kid?

Simba: Oh well-- Hakuna Matata. {He eats}

{Sick music}

Simba: {Looking more cheerful} Slimy, yet satisfying.

Timon: That's it!

{The bugs fly off the leaf in a colorful flutter.}

{The scene switches to all three crossing a log, walking
and tossing their heads to the music. With a steady build
in the music, a change occurs. We see the image of young
Simba become an adolescent Simba, with a partial mane. And
then again, Simba becomes a full grown adult. While the
chanting of the title is happening, the camera is panning at
the low level (6" off ground) where all the interaction
between Pumbaa, Timon, and Simba as a cub had been
occurring. First we see Timon, and then Pumbaa. The camera
continues panning at a low angle to where the cub Simba
would fit. Instead we see the adult Simba's paw come down.
An immediate back up for a full view of a big Simba.}

Pumbaa and Timon: {Chanting to music} Hakuna matata,
hakuna matata, hakuna matata.

Simba: {Adult voice now.}
It means no worries
For the rest of your days.

All three:
It's our problem-free
Philosophy

Simba:
Hakuna Matata

{All three dive off of the log into a pond. First, Timon
jumps in doing a cannonball, and makes a small splash.
Then Pumbaa, doing a swan dive, makes a small splash too.
Finally Simba swings out on a vine (gripped in his teeth).
Before he can dive, the vine breaks under his weight. The
resulting splash is big enough to wash Pumbaa and Timon
ashore.}

Hakuna Matata

{Simba joins Timon and Pumbaa on shore. The song breaks
into gentle jazz voice improvisations on the words "Hakuna
Matata." We see a rear view of Timon, Pumbaa, and Simba
boogeying off into the forest to the beat of "Hakuna Matata."}

[Zazu Sings Scene]

{The camera switches to a far view of Pride Rock. Almost
all of the coloring is in gray. Most of the plants and
trees appear to be dead. We can hear Zazu's first line and
then the scene switches to a view of Zazu and Scar. Zazu
is in a cage made of some animal's ribcage, singing.
Scar is laying out on a rock picking his teeth with a
bone.}

Zazu:
Nobody knows
The trouble I've seen
Nobody knows
My sorrow...

Scar: Oh Zazu, do lighten up. {He tosses the bone at Zazu
and it clatters against the cage} Sing something with
a little... bounce in it.

Zazu: {Thinks a moment}
It's a small world after all...

Scar: {Interrupting, almost shouting} No! No. Anything but
that!

Zazu: {Thinks, then holds up a feather as a tune comes to him.}
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts
(diddely-dee-dee)
There they are a-standing in a row...

{Scar is enjoying this and starts to join in}

Zazu and Scar: Big ones, small ones, some as big as your
head...

Zazu: {While Scar continues} Oh... I would never have had to do
this for Mufasa.

Scar: {Quick and angry} What? What did you say?

Zazu: Oh, nothing!

Scar: You know the law: Never, ever mention THAT name in
my presence. I... am... the KING!

{Scar shoves his muzzle between the ribs of Zazu's cage on the
last line. His breath blows Zazu up against the wall.}

Zazu: Yes, sire. You ARE the king. I... I... Well, I only
mentioned it to illustrate the differences in your
royal managerial approaches. {Nervous laugh}

Banzai: {Offstage} Hey Boss!

Scar: Oh, What is it this time?

Banzai: We got a bone to pick with you.

Shenzi: {To Banzai} I'll handle this. {To Scar} Scar,
there's no food, no water...

Banzai: Yeah, it's dinner time, and we ain't got no
stinkin' entrees.

Scar: {Exasperated} It's the lionesses' job to do the hunting...
{makes helpless gesture}

Banzai: Yeah, but they won't go hunt.

Scar: Oh... eat Zazu.

Zazu: Oh, you wouldn't want me. I'd be so tough and gamey
and... eeww...

Scar: Oh, Zazu, don't be ridiculous. All you need is a
little garnish.

Banzai: {To Shenzi} I thought things were bad under
Mufasa.

Scar: {Quick and angry again} What did you say?

Banzai: I said Muf...

{Shenzi is smiling at Scar and thwaps Banzai to remind him.}

Banzai: I said, uh... "Qu? pasa?"

Scar: Good. Now get out.

{The hyenas start out but then pause}

Banzai: Mm... yeah, but-- we're still hungry.

Scar: Out!

{They run off; Ed lets loose a crazy laugh}

[Second Star Scene]

{The camera switches to a view of the jungle. We hear a
monstrous belch reverberate across the landscape. The
camera switches to Timon, Pumbaa, and Simba lying on their
backs looking at the stars.}

Timon: Whoah. Nice one, Simba.

Simba: Thanks. Man, I'm stuffed.

Pumbaa: Me too. I ate like a pig.

Simba: Pumbaa-- you are a pig.

Pumbaa: Oh. Right.

{All three sigh deeply, in unison. Gentle music fades in.}

Pumbaa: Timon?

Timon: Yeah?

Pumbaa: Ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up
there?

Timon: Pumbaa. I don't wonder; I know.

Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?

Timon: They're fireflies. Fireflies that uh... got stuck up
on that big... bluish-black... thing.

Pumbaa: Oh. Gee. I always thought that they were balls of
gas burning billions of miles away.

Timon: Pumbaa, wit' you, everything's gas.

Pumbaa: Simba, what do you think?

Simba: Well, I don't know...

Pumbaa: Aw come on. Give, give, give .. Well, come
on, Simba, we told you ours... pleeeease?
Timon: Come on, come on... give, give..

{Cue "Lea Halalela" theme.}

Simba: {Reluctantly} Well, somebody once told me that the great
kings of the past are up there, watching over us.

Pumbaa: {Awed, either genuinely or mockingly} Really?

Timon: You mean a bunch of royal dead guys are watching
us? {tries to keep composure, then...} Pbbb.

{Timon breaks out laughing. Pumbaa joins in. Simba does
half-heartedly.}

Timon: Who told you something like that? What mook made
that up?

Simba: Yeah. Pretty dumb, huh?

Timon: Aw, you're killing me, Simba.

{The music rises again. Simba looks back up at the stars.
He quietly gets up and leaves.}

Timon: Was it something I said?

[Discovery Scene]

{The music continues. Simba walks out on a ledge and
looks up at the stars. He then collapses to lay on the
edge of the ledge. Milkweed floss is stirred into the air
by his flop. The camera follows its path. It crosses the
desert. Next we see Rafiki's hand snatch some it out of
the air. He sniffs it, grunts, and bounds down into his
tree. He pours the milkweed into a turtle shell, sifts
it around, and then eats from the same kind of fruit he
anointed Simba with. Examining the milkweed floss again,
realization dawns on his face.}

Rafiki: Simba? He's- he's alive? He he- he's alive! {He laughs}

{Rafiki grabs his staff. Laughing in delight, he picks up some
paint and puts a mane on the smeared lion image on the wall.}

Rafiki: It is time!

["In the Jungle" Scene]

{The camera switches to a jungle scene. We hear Pumbaa
singing the familiar bass to "The Lion Sleeps Tonight".
Timon joins in as they walk towards the camera. A Capella.}

Pumbaa: {Singing}
Ohi'mbube
Ohi'mbube
{etc.....}

Timon: {Singing}
In the jungle
The mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight.

In the jungle
The mighty jungle

{Pumbaa turns to follow a bug; he fades out.}

The lion sleeps...
{Speaking} I can't hear you, buddy, back me up!

{Pumbaa has faded out, having followed the bug stage left. The
following line is in full a


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Release date: 1997.
Type: Broadway musical.
The Lion King is a musical based on the 1994 Disney animated film of the same name with music by Elton John and lyrics by Tim Rice along with the musical score created by Hans Zimmer with choral arrangements by Lebo M. Directed by Julie Taymor, the musical features actors in animal costumes as well as giant, hollow puppets. The show is produced by Disney Theatrical.
The musical debuted July 8, 1997, in Minneapolis, Minnesota at the Orpheum Theatre, and was an instant success before premiering on Broadway at the New Amsterdam Theater on October 15, 1997 in previews with the official opening on November 13, 1997. On June 13, 2006, the Broadway production moved to the Minskoff Theatre to make way for the musical version of Mary Poppins, where it is still running after more than 5,350 performances. It is now Broadway's fifth longest-running show in history.