[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.