The Lion King 1½ Page #2

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rather have him...

go back on the digging crew.

No!

Good, then we all agree.

Timon, listen to Uncle Max.

He'll teach you

everything you need to know.

And, honey,

try to make this one work.

Scurry, sniff, flinch!

Scurry, sniff, flinch!

Good. Now...

what do we do

if we see a hyena?

Scream, "Mommy"?

That's right, mister...

because the world out there

is fraught with danger.

Fraught, I tell you!

Oh, boy. It's the fraught fest.

...rip us limb from limb.

Bravo, Uncle Max.

Way to sell it

to the cheap seats.

Applaud now, sonny boy...

but try clapping when

you don't have any hands.

Scurry, sniff, flinch.

Scurry, sniff, flinch.

Huh.

I like the sound of that.

Scurry, sniff, flinch.

Scurry, sniff, flinch.

Scurry, sniff, flinch.

There's more to life

than panic

And bein' some other guy's

snack, yuck

I may be delicious

organic

But this little entree's

fighting back

I'm gonna put

digging tunnels behind me

And live

at a new altitude

I'm gonna reach

for the stars to remind me

That meerkats

are not merely food

For once I'll be

Lookin' out for me

Yeah, I'll tell you

what I want

This cat is movin' on

He's a bon vivant

who's missin' out on bon

I'd be a bigger cheese

far from the desert scene

A little cooling breeze,

a little patch of green

And I'll be snoozing

in my hammock

By a rippling stream

Many miles from any tunnel

and the digging team

Looking after number one

will be my only creed

That's all I need

That's all I need

I've always been good

at running away

Well, now

I'm gonna run to show

I've always been seen

as the ultimate prey

But now my status

ain't so quo

A dream sublime

It's hyena time-oh!

Oh, look,

it's dinner and a show.

And I thought beans

were the only musical food.

Hy-hy-hy-

Hy-hy-hy-

Well, hi to you, too.

Ohh!

Ow. OK.

This is no time

for horseplay, Timon.

You're supposed to be up there

looking out for-

Hyenas!

Whoa, look at them scramble.

And that's just

how I like them-

- Aah! Ohh!

- Uhh!

Scrambled...

Aah!

And a little bit runny.

Hyenas!

Get in here.

What are you, a meshugginah?

Whoa!

Stumpy? Flinchy? Swifty?

Oh, what a relief.

Everybody's-

Where's Uncle Max?

Aah!

Max! Run for your life!

Play dead!

Andale!

Almost there!

Suede is the look

for this fall.

Hey, what's going on?

Pumbaa, you're sitting

on the remote.

Huh? Oh, sorry.

I thought it was a brownie.

You've got it, Max!

Aww!

Max!

I flinched

when I should've scurried.

Ha ha! Oh, man.

It just never gets old,

does it?

Ooh, the classics

never do, honey.

I, uh...

I guess I owe everyone

an apology.

All right,

so I made a teensy mistake.

Like we all haven't broken

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