Mufasa:
Zazu? Take Nala back to Pride Rock.
Zazu:
Yes, sire. Don't be too hard on him, sire. I remember a cub. A certain headstrong cub. Who was always getting into scrapes and he achieved some prominence, did he not, sire?
Mufasa:
I have to teach my son a lesson.
Zazu:
Nala, come along.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:36