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Mufasa: Look, Simba. Everything the light touches is our kingdom. Simba: Whoa... Mufasa: A king's time as ruler rises and falls like the sun. One day Simba, the sun will set on my time here, and will rise with you as the new king. Simba: And this'll all be mine? Mufasa: Everything. Simba: Everything the light touches... |
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Mufasa: Is that a challenge? |
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Mufasa: I'm up, I'm up. |
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Mufasa: Okay okay. |
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Mufasa laughs |
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Mufasa chuckles |
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Mufasa:
Drop him. Zazu: Impecable timing your majesty. |
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Mufasa: That hairball is my son and your future king. |
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Mufasa: Take Nala home. I've got to teach my son a lesson. |
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Mufasa: That's beyond our borders. You must never go there Simba. |
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Mufasa: Zazu! |
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Mufasa: [About Scar] What am I going to do with him? Zazu: Turn him into a throw rug. Mufasa: Zazu! Zazu: No, whenever he get's dirty you can take him out and beat him. |
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Mufasa:
Everything you see exists together in a delicate balance. As king, you
need to understand that balance and respect all the creatures, from the
crawling ant to the leaping antelope. Simba: But dad, don't we eat the antelope? Mufasa: Yes, Simba, but let me explain. When we die, our bodies become the grass, and the antelope eat the grass. And so we are all connnected in the great Circle of Life. |
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Mufasa: Hold on Simba! |