The Lion King 1½ Page #4

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Dream home, here I come.

Ah... oh.

Hello?

Strange but wise monkey?

Oh!

Oh!

- Aah!

- Aah!

- Aah!

- Aah!

- Aah!

- Aah!

- Aah!

- Aah!

You know, first

impressions are very important.

Oh, I thought

you were a scream.

- Aah!

- Aah!

Just eat me now...

and please make it fast.

I got a low threshold for pain.

Easy, easy there, little guy.

I'm not going to eat you.

What? You're not?

Then why were you

stalking me?

Well, gee, I saw you go by...

and I figured

a little fellow like you

shouldn't be out here

all alone.

Hey, what about you?

You're all alone.

You are all alone, aren't you?

Yeah. Most animals give me

a pretty wide berth.

They do? Even the hungry ones?

Yeah. I drive

almost everyone away.

People see me coming,

and they run for cover.

They can't get out

of the way fast enough.

You don't say,

you don't say.

Must be the gleam

on those vicious tusks, huh?

Strikes fear into their hearts.

Actually, they say

I wreck their appetite.

Wow. It's like you have

this-this special power.

Special power?

Well, it's pretty powerful,

all right.

Perfect. You're hired.

Great! For what?

To get me to a little

worry-free haven...

out by that big pointy rock.

And you want me

to come with you?

Ha ha! Do you see

any other big lovable...

chunk of warthog here...

who also happens to have

razor-sharp tusks...

and the ability

to repel predators?

I'm your pig.

You and me, I can tell-

we see eye to eye.

You mean, like friends?

Whoa, easy there, big fella.

I'd say more like...

acquaintances.

Oh.

Well, it's a start.

Put 'er there, acquaintance.

- I'm Timon.

- Pumbaa.

No, really.

All right, then.

Let's hit the road.

You got it...

acquaintance.

So, clear up one thing for me.

If you weren't

going to eat me...

what kind of a wacky,

wild pig are you?

I'm an insectivore.

Oh ho! A bug eater.

Well, me, too.

I just never had a name for it.

I'm kind of partial

to the crawly critters myself.

- How about you, big boy?

- I prefer the ones with wings.

Pumbaa, this could be

the start of a beautiful...

acquaintanceship.

Nants ingonyama

OK, so now we're

back at the beginning.

Right, Timon?

Oh, you got

that right, pally.

Ingonyama

At last,

things were looking up.

I had the sun on my shoulders,

the wind at my heels...

A song in my heart.

- Aah!

- Aah!

And to protect me,

a great big fat guy.

You really think I look fat?

Uhh. Pumbaa, Pumbaa, Pumbaa.

You're a pig.

It's a compliment.

Oh, thank you.

It's the circle of life

And it moves us all

Whoo-hoo!

There it is-

the big pointy rock.

Oh, baby, we're almost there.

I think

we're a little late.

It's a land rush.

That loudmouth monkey.

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