The smooth surface of a river is disrupted by heavy rainfall. Thunder rumbles, and curtains of rain fall in the distance. And they always manage to ruin special occasions.Īnd just think, whenever he gets dirty, you could take him out and beat him! *sighs* There's one in every family, sire. I'm afraid I'm at the shallow end of the gene pool. Well, as far as brains go, I got the lion's share, but when it comes to brute strength. Perhaps you shouldn't turn your back on me. That hairball is my son and your future king. Scar thrusts his face toward Zazu, who ducks back behind Mufasa's leg. Scar snaps his jaws shut, causing Zazu to take refuge behind Mufasa's leg. Yes, well, as slippery as your mind is, as the king's brother, you should've been first in line! That was today? Oh, I feel simply awful! Must've slipped my mind. Sarabi and I didn't see you at the presentation of Simba. Why, if it isn't my big brother descending from on high to mingle with the commoners. Scar looks at Mufasa over his shoulder, his cheeks puffed out. Mufasa's paw steps into view behind Scar. Zazu tries to fly away, but Scar catches him in his jaws. Scar crouches and bares his teeth at Zazu, who backs away fearfully. Ha! You'll lose more than that when the king gets through with you. With Scar distracted, the mouse wriggles out of his grasp and escapes into a nearby hole in the wall. I'm here to announce that King Mufasa's on his way, so you'd better have a good excuse for missing the ceremony this morning. The mouse struggles to wriggle out from under Scar's paw, to no avail. Scar opens his jaws and lowers the mouse into his mouth.ĭidn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food? shall never see the light of another day. Slowly, the paw draws the struggling, squealing mouse into the air to reveal Scar. Then it rears onto its hind legs, smelling the air, and a giant clawed paw crushes it. A mouse scurries across the floor of a cave, sniffs the air, and washes its face. The sun shines down on Pride Rock, with the animals watching as Simba is presented from atop Pride Rock. ♪ It's the circle of life, and it moves us all, through despair and hope, through faith and love, till we find our place on the path unwinding in the circle, the circle of life. As Rafiki nears the promontory, the animals below raise their heads expectantly. Rafiki takes Simba in his arms and carries him away, with Mufasa and Sarabi exchanging a joyful look. Rafiki grabs a handful of sand and sprinkles it over Simba, causing him to sneeze. Rafiki breaks a gourd open, dips his thumb in the juice, and marks Simba's forehead. Rafiki beams at Simba, then shakes his staff over the cub. Sarabi licks the bundle, which turns to reveal the infant Simba. Sarabi sits with a golden bundle in her paws. Mufasa and Rafiki look expectantly behind them. It's the circle of life, and it moves us all, through despair and hope, through faith and love, till we find our place on the path unwinding in the circle, the circle of life. But the sun rolling high through the sapphire sky keeps great and small on the endless round. There's far too much to take in here, more to find than can ever be found. ♪ From the day we arrive on the planet and, blinking, step into the sun, there's more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever be done.
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