Zazu:
Well, as slippery as your mind is, as the King's brother *you* should've been first in line.
Scar:
[Scar threatens to bite, Zazu retreats toward Mufasa]
Well, I was first in line, until the little hairball was born.
Mufasa:
That hairball is my son. And *your* future king.
Scar:
Oh, I shall have to practice my curtsy.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:26