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| - [jumps up suddenly] [yells] Did I miss something?
* It's not gravel, it's grovel.
* Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us?
* But with power!
* Hey, whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba?
* It starts. You think you know a guy...
* I tell ya, Pumbaa, this stinks!
* Not you, THEM! Him... Her... alone.
* [singing] I can see what's happening.
* [singing] And they don't have a clue.
* [singing] They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line: Our trio's down to two.
* [singing] [sarcastic, with French accent] The sweet caress of twilight.
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| - [jumps up suddenly] [yells] Did I miss something?
* It's not gravel, it's grovel.
* Let me get this straight. You're the king? And you never told us?
* But with power!
* Hey, whatever she has to say, she can say in front of us. Right, Simba?
* It starts. You think you know a guy...
* I tell ya, Pumbaa, this stinks!
* Not you, THEM! Him... Her... alone.
* [singing] I can see what's happening.
* [singing] And they don't have a clue.
* [singing] They'll fall in love and here's the bottom line: Our trio's down to two.
* [singing] [sarcastic, with French accent] The sweet caress of twilight. [normal voice, but still sarcastic] There's magic everywhere. And with all this romantic atmosphere, Disaster's in the aiiiiiiir!
* [to Nala, after she accidentally surprises him] Don't ever do that again! Carnivores, ugh!
* I thought he was with you.
* Gone back? What do you mean? [He looks to the tree. Rafiki has disappeared] Hey! What's going on here? Who's the monkey?
* Who?
* The monkey's his uncle?
* [of the decimated Pride Rock] We're gonna fight your uncle... for this?
* Whoa. Talk about your fixer-upper.
* Hyenas. I hate hyenas. [whispers to Simba] So what your plan for getting past those guys?
* Good idea. [reacts] Hey!
* What do you want me to do, dress in drag and do the hula?!
* [singing] Luau! If you're hungry for a hunk of fat and juicy meat Eat my buddy Pumbaa here, 'Cause he is a treat Come on down and dine On this tasty swine All you hafta do is get in line. Arrrre you achin'...
* Forrrr some bacon?
* He's a big pig.
* You can be a big pig, too. Oy!
* [fleeing the hyenas] Lemme in! Lemme in!
* Please don't eat me!
* Uh-oh! They called him the pig.
* Shouldn't have done that
* Now they're in for it!
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