Khumba Page #3

miracle, natural stuff.

Normally, it's very,

very, very hard to get,

but act now, the miracle

natural stuff is yours

for the shockingly

low price of, say...

a little water

for me and my buddies?

But I don't have any water.

I personally know there's

enough water back at your herd

to give it away.

Saw the wet muzzles

with my own eyes.

Wouldn't hurt for you to ask.

Believe me, it could.

Right now, I'm the last zebra

in the world they want to see.

Skalk? Skalk? Right this way.

You got to earn those stripes.

Good evening, madam.

What a treat running

into such a lovely lady

on such a lovely evening.

With a fine feather duster,

I might add.

Oh, I'm not

a cleaning implement.

I am an artiste.

I can't think when I last saw

a zebra outside the fence.

Did you hear what he

said about my feathers?

Take him down, Mama V.

But I ain't done

nothing wrong yet.

Does your mother know

you're out here all alone?

My mother died.

Oh.

This is awkward.

I was providing

adult supervision.

Skalk's going to help me get my stripes

with his 100% natural formula.

Hmm.

Really, I know

what you're thinking.

How can I... Need help

closing the deal, Skalk?

Let's do it over dinner.

He's not food. He's

worth a lot of water.

Let's eat him.

Come on, guys. He's our

ticket to all that water

the zebras are hogging. Get behind me.

You, too, you little one.

Looks like we got ourselves

a dog fight, Bradley.

He's going to eat you.

Sorry, kid.

I did my best.

Keep your backs covered.

Well, it's too late

for some of us.

Bradley.

I'm getting my stripes.

I just got to swim

in the magic waterhole.

Ha! Magic.

I'm so thirsty, I'd settle

for any old waterhole.

Right, Mama V?

Where is this waterhole?

Where the mantis said, I guess.

The mantis.

He spoke to you?

He drew me a map.

Well, I personally saw

the mantis once.

He was very complimentary

about my feathers.

Maybe not the mantis,

but a mantis.

Okay, yes, a stick insect.

Point is, he liked the feathers.

Go for the hoof.

That's her Achilles' heel.

She's got four of them.

Enough. Mama V

has seen enough.

Get back in there, Mama V.

And keep your left hoof up.

Wait, wait,

I know what you're thinking,

that I messed with the herd.

The stupendous,

the larger than life

Mama V, one,

skanky wild dogs, zero.

Thanks. If it wasn't for you,

I would have been dead meat.

Mama V is always

picking up lost causes.

Hopeless cases, losers.

Ostriches.

Oh!

Now, Khumba...

you're saying you can

get us to a waterhole?

Yeah, and it would be good

to have some company.

How about you just tell us

where it is,

because in my book,

two is company,

three is...

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