Timon:
[Timon and Pumbaa reveal Simba a gorgeous rift-jungle panorama: waterfalls, woods, distant mountains, lush lakes and rivers]
Welcome to our humble home.
Young Simba:
You live here?
Timon:
Well, we live wherever we want.
Pumbaa:
We do as we please.
Young Simba:
It's beautiful!
Pumbaa:
That's really nice, huh?
Timon:
Everyone, this is Simba!
Guinea Fowl:
That, my friend, is a lion!
Bush Baby:
What 'bout food? Have you thought 'bout feeding that thing?
Young Simba:
Yeah, I'm starved. I could eat a whole zebra.
Timon:
[under his breath]
Oh, here we go.
[to Simba]
Timon:
Uh, no-no-no, kid. Uh, we're fresh out of zebra.
Young Simba:
Any antelope?
Impala:
Uh-oh.
Timon:
No, listen, kid. If you want to live with us, you have to eat like us.
Guinea Fowl:
And most importantly: not eat us
Timon:
This looks like a good spot to rustle up some grub.
[Stopping in front of a log, Pumbaa forces it up with his snout, revealing many insects]
Young Simba:
[disgusted]
Ewww. What's that?
Elephant Shrew:
This one's got the nuttiness.
Timon:
Mmmm... now that's what I call slimy.
Pumbaa:
[slurps up dozen of the bugs]
Slimy, yet satisfying.
Timon:
Mmmm! Extra crunchy.
Pumbaa:
They're local.
Timon:
Oh, are they?
Pumbaa:
They're from right there.
Timon:
I'm tellin' ya, kid, this is the great life. No rules. No responsibilities.
[notices a nearby caterpillar]
Timon:
Oooh! The little cream-filled kind! I love it!
Pumbaa:
Those are good. Those are the best.
Timon:
[offers the caterpillar to Simba]
Well, kid?
Young Simba:
Oh, well. Hakuna Matata.
[gulps up the caterpillar, then swallows it indisposed, he yet looks more cheerful]
Young Simba:
Slimy, yet satisfying
Timon:
[excited]
That's it!
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