Savage Kingdom (2016–2019): Season 4, Episode 5 - Outcasts Rising - full transcript
The south of the kingdom has become a wasteland and young alpha Wame desperately seeks water for her dogs, but she suffers terrible consequences. Tsebe's lion cubs finally arrive, but a jealous fight between the Northern Brothers puts many lives at risk. Forced from her childhood home, leopard Motsidi attempts to rebuild her life in the floodplains. Has she got what it takes to rise again?
[squeaking]
NARRATOR: Wame
and her pack revel
in the glory
of another successful hunt.
Their home now teems
with Wame's happy,
healthy pups.
[rumbling]
But there's trouble afoot.
Big trouble.
[trumpeting]
Giants in search of water,
heading straight
towards their den.
Wame knows what happens to
pups that get under these feet.
[trumpeting]
Bold move Wame.
[trumpeting]
The giants are unstoppable.
[trumpeting]
The pups escape by
the skin of their tiny teeth.
But there's little left
of their precious den.
With their home destroyed,
and hyena still circling,
Wame must face reality.
Her pups should stay in
the den a few more weeks,
but it's no longer safe.
[squeaking]
Wame leaves
their sanctuary behind
and faces the drought head-on.
They are thirsty nomads
once more.
And the precious pups
now face every danger.
The great herds
gather like flies
across
the Northern Flood Plains.
The sight makes Tsebe
hungrier by the minute.
It should be easy,
but she's hunting alone.
The odds are against her.
[snorting]
[snorting]
With no partner,
she only has one shot.
[snorting]
[squealing]
Who says pigs don't fly?
Now Tsebe wishes
her sister was here to help.
But the devoted siblings
had to go their separate ways,
sacrificing their unity...
[growling]
...for the safety of the cubs
they were carrying.
For Tsebe
it's all been worth it.
[growling]
Two boys and a girl.
The start of a new pride,
replacing the family Tsebe lost
and the beginning
of a new dynasty.
Just arrived, the cub's father
here to protect them.
[growling]
Tsebe admires his dedication,
but can't help wondering
how long it will last.
Motshidi adrift.
Forced from her forest
home by a mother with cubs,
she feels lost
and all too alone.
The urge to breed,
to make a family
of her own, grows.
She lets the world know,
hoping to attract a mate.
But, to attract a king,
she must get stronger.
You must eat, princess.
But she's in a strange, new
land with even stranger prey.
♪ ♪
Poor Motshidi
is not used to hunting
outside her familiar forest.
"Motshidi" means "survivor".
Movement...
a second chance to kill
and boost your strength.
She knows she must be
silent, surprise her prey,
and not be surprised herself.
Never wake a sleeping lion.
♪ ♪
What are you
thinking, Motshidi?
[growling]
Has the sun cooked your
brains, princess?
There's nothing for you here.
Nothing but death.
[growling]
[whining]
Young Khutlo
is finally a soldier,
the newest recruit
in the hyena army.
And he hates
every second of it.
[laughing]
His greedy superiors still show
no mercy to the low ranking runt.
Every meal, a battle ground.
Whenever he dares
to go in for a bite...
[yelling]
...he risks being bitten
himself.
[whining]
No one cares for Khutlo here.
Hungry and humiliated,
he takes the only road left
and deserts,
hoping to make it on his own.
[chittering]
There's a kind of liberation
about hunting alone.
But it doesn't put food
in your belly.
Frustrated,
he changes targets.
If only I could fly.
Success is always
just out of reach.
He can't hunt alone
and he knows what the army
does to deserters.
Slowly, an idea forms.
If the army
won't share the spoils
he will have to steal them.
You're a hyena after all,
Khutlo.
[squeaking]
Wame's pups are taking
well to life on the road.
But a leader's life
is never easy.
The drought is unrelenting.
She must lead
the pack to water,
before thirst takes
its deadly toll.
Emboldened by their trust,
memory directs her
to a waterhole.
But the drought
has drunk it dry.
Success and failure
both follow the leader.
Your pack and your beloved
cubs need water, Wame.
But bad luck isn't
done with you yet.
[growling]
Hyena scouts.
[growling]
Instead of avoiding danger,
Wame leads her family
straight into it.
[squeaking]
Wame
stumbles into hell.
The dogs do their best
to keep the hyena at bay.
At all costs they
will protect their pups.
[growling]
Finally, they exhaust
the enemy.
But Wame senses
her leadership is slipping.
First, the dry waterhole,
then the hyena.
She knows
punishment is on its way.
[growling, whining]
Brutal, savage,
and unforgiving.
[growling, whining]
Wame, defeated.
[squeaking]
She still has the love
of her pups,
but lost the pack's respect.
The only way
she can earn it back
is to find them water, soon.
Tsebe's cubs are six weeks old
and already a handful.
But Tsebe has patience
born of experience.
Their first time father
is less tolerant.
[growling]
[meowing]
The cubs crave milk.
To produce it,
Tsebe needs meat,
and meat means hunting.
Leaving him in charge
of her cherished cubs.
[purring]
[bleating]
Once again,
Tsebe struggles alone.
How will you feed
your family, Tsebe?
Back at the den food
is the least of her worries.
Where is the father
of her cubs?
Where are her babies?
And why is there
another huge male
in their place?
A monster at the den.
It's the cub's uncle,
armed and dangerous.
Tsebe doesn't know
if her babies are alive...
or dead.
[growling]
What have you done?
Where are they?
The father, at last.
Furious at his
brother's intrusion.
[growling]
The uncle cuts his losses.
But where are Tsebe's cubs?
[meowing]
They are unharmed.
But how could their father
leave them unprotected?
Tsebe won't let
it happen again.
It's time to leave
her careless king
and go in search of the only
one she can depend on,
her sister.
As drought
desiccates the forest,
Khutlo, the budding outlaw,
watches the army feast.
[growling]
He's not alone.
The jackals serve
as a useful distraction,
giving Khutlo
the cover he needs
to start his life of crime.
So proud of his cleverness.
But the jackals
are clever, too.
[barking]
Khutlo tries
to protect his prize.
[barking]
But they're too quick for him.
The commotion
attracts the commanders.
Khutlo can only watch
as his dinner vanishes
before his eyes.
It's not working out
quite as he'd planned,
but you won't give up,
will you?
Even feeding takes
practice, Khutlo.
Motshidi must build
her strength to attract a mate.
But even the prey here
is not what she's used to.
♪ ♪
Hardly the feast
of her dreams.
But food nonetheless.
Encouraged, she
searches for a bigger meal,
but catches
the scent of something
far more intoxicating,
a male leopard
somewhere in the area.
Could it be her king?
Or could it be her killer?
The desire
to breed blinds Motshidi.
She knows a male leopard
might attack her
as soon as mate with her.
Dare she approach?
Motshidi is drawn
to the flame.
[purring]
[growling]
He can tell she's no queen,
and spurns her advances.
[growling]
She's unharmed, yet unmated.
Oh, princess.
Only the strongest
are fit for a king.
Wame leads her thirsty pack,
determined to find them water
and regain
their waning respect.
With local waterholes dry,
she aims for the distant
Northern floodplains.
If she fails it won't just
be the end of her leadership,
it could spell the end
of the entire pack.
Traveling so far
when they're already exhausted
is a huge gamble,
[squeaking]
but they should never
have doubted her.
[squeaking]
[barking and growling]
Tired, battered and bruised,
Wame reclaims her crown.
[squeaking]
[groaning, mooing]
Tsebe is on a mission
to find her sister.
Without her help,
Tsebe will struggle
to keep her cubs alive
and may never rule again.
It's a hazardous journey
for the tiny youngsters.
Giants loom,
the mercury bubbles,
and danger lurks
in every shadow.
They must stay close.
[sniffing]
At last, a familiar scent
on the breeze.
[roaring]
[roaring continues]
Tsebe's calls go unanswered,
leaving a single
terrifying question,
is your sister still alive?
Filled with dread,
Tsebe fears
the worst for her sister.
But a tantalizing scent
lures Tsebe on.
The cubs battle exhaustion...
[meowing]
...as their little legs
struggle to keep up.
[roaring]
[distant roar]
Finally, the familiar call
she's been hoping to hear.
Her beloved sister,
safe and sound.
♪ ♪
And she has cubs!
[meowing]
Two sisters, one family,
reunited at last,
stronger together,
and ready to build an empire.
[chirping]
The hyena army
searches for another free lunch
and see
the dogs have struck gold.
Khutlo, the aspiring outlaw,
stays back.
He's not here
to steal from the dogs,
he's here to steal
from those who reject him.
It takes a thief
to know a thief.
[whimpering]
The army does
the heavy lifting,
while Khutlo
seizes his chance.
It may not be much,
but once it was theirs,
and now it's his.
[yipping]
♪ ♪
A success so small
yet bursting with potential.
After all this time, Khutlo,
you may be onto something.
From Khutlo the runt,
to Khutlo the soldier,
to Khutlo the bold outlaw.
[bird chirping]
Motshidi yearns for a family,
to start a royal dynasty
in this new land.
To crown your king, Motshidi,
you must first grow strong.
[growling]
[growling continues]
A feast fit for a queen.
The table is now set.
Roaming her new realm,
her strength is clear
for all to see.
This time, he comes to her.
♪ ♪
Nothing attracts like power.
[growling]
♪ ♪
Motshidi lost everything,
but now, the seed
of dynasty grows within her.
Motshidi the queen
can at last claim her kingdom.
NARRATOR: Wame
and her pack revel
in the glory
of another successful hunt.
Their home now teems
with Wame's happy,
healthy pups.
[rumbling]
But there's trouble afoot.
Big trouble.
[trumpeting]
Giants in search of water,
heading straight
towards their den.
Wame knows what happens to
pups that get under these feet.
[trumpeting]
Bold move Wame.
[trumpeting]
The giants are unstoppable.
[trumpeting]
The pups escape by
the skin of their tiny teeth.
But there's little left
of their precious den.
With their home destroyed,
and hyena still circling,
Wame must face reality.
Her pups should stay in
the den a few more weeks,
but it's no longer safe.
[squeaking]
Wame leaves
their sanctuary behind
and faces the drought head-on.
They are thirsty nomads
once more.
And the precious pups
now face every danger.
The great herds
gather like flies
across
the Northern Flood Plains.
The sight makes Tsebe
hungrier by the minute.
It should be easy,
but she's hunting alone.
The odds are against her.
[snorting]
[snorting]
With no partner,
she only has one shot.
[snorting]
[squealing]
Who says pigs don't fly?
Now Tsebe wishes
her sister was here to help.
But the devoted siblings
had to go their separate ways,
sacrificing their unity...
[growling]
...for the safety of the cubs
they were carrying.
For Tsebe
it's all been worth it.
[growling]
Two boys and a girl.
The start of a new pride,
replacing the family Tsebe lost
and the beginning
of a new dynasty.
Just arrived, the cub's father
here to protect them.
[growling]
Tsebe admires his dedication,
but can't help wondering
how long it will last.
Motshidi adrift.
Forced from her forest
home by a mother with cubs,
she feels lost
and all too alone.
The urge to breed,
to make a family
of her own, grows.
She lets the world know,
hoping to attract a mate.
But, to attract a king,
she must get stronger.
You must eat, princess.
But she's in a strange, new
land with even stranger prey.
♪ ♪
Poor Motshidi
is not used to hunting
outside her familiar forest.
"Motshidi" means "survivor".
Movement...
a second chance to kill
and boost your strength.
She knows she must be
silent, surprise her prey,
and not be surprised herself.
Never wake a sleeping lion.
♪ ♪
What are you
thinking, Motshidi?
[growling]
Has the sun cooked your
brains, princess?
There's nothing for you here.
Nothing but death.
[growling]
[whining]
Young Khutlo
is finally a soldier,
the newest recruit
in the hyena army.
And he hates
every second of it.
[laughing]
His greedy superiors still show
no mercy to the low ranking runt.
Every meal, a battle ground.
Whenever he dares
to go in for a bite...
[yelling]
...he risks being bitten
himself.
[whining]
No one cares for Khutlo here.
Hungry and humiliated,
he takes the only road left
and deserts,
hoping to make it on his own.
[chittering]
There's a kind of liberation
about hunting alone.
But it doesn't put food
in your belly.
Frustrated,
he changes targets.
If only I could fly.
Success is always
just out of reach.
He can't hunt alone
and he knows what the army
does to deserters.
Slowly, an idea forms.
If the army
won't share the spoils
he will have to steal them.
You're a hyena after all,
Khutlo.
[squeaking]
Wame's pups are taking
well to life on the road.
But a leader's life
is never easy.
The drought is unrelenting.
She must lead
the pack to water,
before thirst takes
its deadly toll.
Emboldened by their trust,
memory directs her
to a waterhole.
But the drought
has drunk it dry.
Success and failure
both follow the leader.
Your pack and your beloved
cubs need water, Wame.
But bad luck isn't
done with you yet.
[growling]
Hyena scouts.
[growling]
Instead of avoiding danger,
Wame leads her family
straight into it.
[squeaking]
Wame
stumbles into hell.
The dogs do their best
to keep the hyena at bay.
At all costs they
will protect their pups.
[growling]
Finally, they exhaust
the enemy.
But Wame senses
her leadership is slipping.
First, the dry waterhole,
then the hyena.
She knows
punishment is on its way.
[growling, whining]
Brutal, savage,
and unforgiving.
[growling, whining]
Wame, defeated.
[squeaking]
She still has the love
of her pups,
but lost the pack's respect.
The only way
she can earn it back
is to find them water, soon.
Tsebe's cubs are six weeks old
and already a handful.
But Tsebe has patience
born of experience.
Their first time father
is less tolerant.
[growling]
[meowing]
The cubs crave milk.
To produce it,
Tsebe needs meat,
and meat means hunting.
Leaving him in charge
of her cherished cubs.
[purring]
[bleating]
Once again,
Tsebe struggles alone.
How will you feed
your family, Tsebe?
Back at the den food
is the least of her worries.
Where is the father
of her cubs?
Where are her babies?
And why is there
another huge male
in their place?
A monster at the den.
It's the cub's uncle,
armed and dangerous.
Tsebe doesn't know
if her babies are alive...
or dead.
[growling]
What have you done?
Where are they?
The father, at last.
Furious at his
brother's intrusion.
[growling]
The uncle cuts his losses.
But where are Tsebe's cubs?
[meowing]
They are unharmed.
But how could their father
leave them unprotected?
Tsebe won't let
it happen again.
It's time to leave
her careless king
and go in search of the only
one she can depend on,
her sister.
As drought
desiccates the forest,
Khutlo, the budding outlaw,
watches the army feast.
[growling]
He's not alone.
The jackals serve
as a useful distraction,
giving Khutlo
the cover he needs
to start his life of crime.
So proud of his cleverness.
But the jackals
are clever, too.
[barking]
Khutlo tries
to protect his prize.
[barking]
But they're too quick for him.
The commotion
attracts the commanders.
Khutlo can only watch
as his dinner vanishes
before his eyes.
It's not working out
quite as he'd planned,
but you won't give up,
will you?
Even feeding takes
practice, Khutlo.
Motshidi must build
her strength to attract a mate.
But even the prey here
is not what she's used to.
♪ ♪
Hardly the feast
of her dreams.
But food nonetheless.
Encouraged, she
searches for a bigger meal,
but catches
the scent of something
far more intoxicating,
a male leopard
somewhere in the area.
Could it be her king?
Or could it be her killer?
The desire
to breed blinds Motshidi.
She knows a male leopard
might attack her
as soon as mate with her.
Dare she approach?
Motshidi is drawn
to the flame.
[purring]
[growling]
He can tell she's no queen,
and spurns her advances.
[growling]
She's unharmed, yet unmated.
Oh, princess.
Only the strongest
are fit for a king.
Wame leads her thirsty pack,
determined to find them water
and regain
their waning respect.
With local waterholes dry,
she aims for the distant
Northern floodplains.
If she fails it won't just
be the end of her leadership,
it could spell the end
of the entire pack.
Traveling so far
when they're already exhausted
is a huge gamble,
[squeaking]
but they should never
have doubted her.
[squeaking]
[barking and growling]
Tired, battered and bruised,
Wame reclaims her crown.
[squeaking]
[groaning, mooing]
Tsebe is on a mission
to find her sister.
Without her help,
Tsebe will struggle
to keep her cubs alive
and may never rule again.
It's a hazardous journey
for the tiny youngsters.
Giants loom,
the mercury bubbles,
and danger lurks
in every shadow.
They must stay close.
[sniffing]
At last, a familiar scent
on the breeze.
[roaring]
[roaring continues]
Tsebe's calls go unanswered,
leaving a single
terrifying question,
is your sister still alive?
Filled with dread,
Tsebe fears
the worst for her sister.
But a tantalizing scent
lures Tsebe on.
The cubs battle exhaustion...
[meowing]
...as their little legs
struggle to keep up.
[roaring]
[distant roar]
Finally, the familiar call
she's been hoping to hear.
Her beloved sister,
safe and sound.
♪ ♪
And she has cubs!
[meowing]
Two sisters, one family,
reunited at last,
stronger together,
and ready to build an empire.
[chirping]
The hyena army
searches for another free lunch
and see
the dogs have struck gold.
Khutlo, the aspiring outlaw,
stays back.
He's not here
to steal from the dogs,
he's here to steal
from those who reject him.
It takes a thief
to know a thief.
[whimpering]
The army does
the heavy lifting,
while Khutlo
seizes his chance.
It may not be much,
but once it was theirs,
and now it's his.
[yipping]
♪ ♪
A success so small
yet bursting with potential.
After all this time, Khutlo,
you may be onto something.
From Khutlo the runt,
to Khutlo the soldier,
to Khutlo the bold outlaw.
[bird chirping]
Motshidi yearns for a family,
to start a royal dynasty
in this new land.
To crown your king, Motshidi,
you must first grow strong.
[growling]
[growling continues]
A feast fit for a queen.
The table is now set.
Roaming her new realm,
her strength is clear
for all to see.
This time, he comes to her.
♪ ♪
Nothing attracts like power.
[growling]
♪ ♪
Motshidi lost everything,
but now, the seed
of dynasty grows within her.
Motshidi the queen
can at last claim her kingdom.