Scar:
Now you wait here. Your father has a *marvelous* surprise for you.
Young Simba:
Oooh. What is it?
Scar:
If I told you, it wouldn't *be* a surprise, now would it?
Young Simba:
If you tell me, I'll still *act* surprised.
Scar:
Ho ho ho. You are such a naughty boy!
Young 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. Well! I'd better go get him.
Young Simba:
I'll go with you.
Scar:
No!
[regaining composure]
Scar:
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.
Young Simba:
You know about that?
Scar:
Simba, Simba, everybody knows about that.
Young Simba:
Really?
Scar:
Oh, yes. Lucky Daddy was there to save you, eh? Oh, and just between us, you might want to work on that little roar of yours. Hmm?
Young Simba:
Oh, okay. Hey, Uncle Scar, will I like this surprise?
Scar:
Simba, it's to *die* for!
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