Timon & Pumbaa (1995–1999): Season 1, Episode 4 - How to Beat the High Costa Rica/Swiss Missed - full transcript
Timon and Pumbaa get involved with a wanted criminal. Timon is responsible for the failure of a watch in Switzerland.
HAKUNA MATATA.
WHAT A WONDERFUL PHRASE.
HAKUNA MATATA!
♪ AIN'T NO PASSIN' CRAZE ♪
♪ IT MEANS NO WORRIES ♪
♪ FOR THE REST
OF YOUR DAYS ♪
♪ IT'S OUR
PROBLEM-FREE ♪
♪ PHILOSOPHY ♪
♪ HAKUNA MATATA ♪
YEAH!
HAKUNA! MATATA!
TIMON AND PUMBAA!
HAKUNA! MATATA!
♪ IT MEANS NO WORRIES ♪
♪ FOR THE REST
OF YOUR DAYS ♪
♪ IT'S OUR PROBLEM-FREE ♪
♪ PHILOSOPHY ♪
♪ HAKUNA MATATA ♪
♪ TIMON & PUMBAA ♪
[HONK]
[TIRES SCREECH]
-AAH!
-AAH!
[SNORING]
I'VE GOT YA NOW,
MY PRETTY.
YEAH!
[CHOMP]
[GULP]
MMM.
HEY! GIVE IT BACK.
GIVE IT BACK.
YOU KNOW, I'VE HEARD
OF SLEEPWALKERS
BUT NEVER
SLEEP-EATERS.
NOW EXHALE THAT BUG,
OR I'M GOIN' RIGHT IN
AND GETTIN' IT.
HEY, I LAID AN EGG.
PARDON ME.
I LAID AN EGG,
TIMON. SEE?
LOOK AT IT.
ISN'T IT THE CUTEST
LITTLE EGGIE-WEGGIE
YOU'VE EVER SEEN?
AND I'M GONNA
HATCH IT, TIMON.
I'M GONNA HATCH IT
AND SHOW IT HOW TO
HUNT FOR BUGS
AND TEACH IT
PROPER MANNERS
AND EVERYTHING
IT NEEDS TO KNOW
ABOUT BECOMING A BIG,
STRONG WARTHOG LIKE ME.
PUMBAA, PUMBAA, PUMBAA.
IT MAY BE A LATE TO TELL YOU
ABOUT THE BIRDS
AND THE BEES,
SO LET'S JUMP RIGHT
TO THE WARTHOGS.
YOU ARE A MALE PIG
OF THE MAN-TYPE,
NON-EGG-LAYING
MASCULINE VARIETY.
YOU CAN'T LAY AN EGG.
HOW COME?
BECAUSE YOU DON'T
HAVE THE PROPER KIND OF
INNER HYDROMECHANICAL,
GYRODYNAMIC DIDDLY-BOPS
INSIDE OF YA
THAT MAKES EGGS.
AND YET I MADE ONE
ANYWAYS,
AND THAT MAKES IT EVEN
MORE EXTRA SPECIAL.
I'M GONNA BE A MOMMY!
PUMBAA,
ONLY CHICKENS
LAY EGGS.
AND WHATEVER KIND
OF CHICKEN
IS IN THAT EGG,
YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY
NOT...
I REPEAT, NOT
ITS MOMMY.
MOMMY!
SON!
BROTHER.
MOMMY, I'M SO GLAD TO
HAVE YOU AS MY MOMMY.
MOMMY, YOU'RE BIG
AND STRONG AND BIG.
I WANNA BE BIG
AND STRONG AND BIG
JUST LIKE YOU.
YOU ARE MY MOMMY, AREN'T YOU?
AREN'T YOU MY MOMMY, MOMMY?
OF COURSE I'M YOUR MOMMY.
AND WHO'S HE, MOMMY?
IS HE MY REPAST, MOMMY?
DID YOU BRING HIM HERE
FOR ME TO EAT?
IS HE MY FOOD?
BECAUSE HE SURE IS SCRAWNY.
WHY'S HE SO SCRAWNY?
MOMMY...
NO. NO. NO.
THAT'S NOT
YOUR FOOD, JUNIOR.
THAT'S YOUR UNCLE TIMON.
PUMBAA: ISN'T HE
THE HANDSOMEST WARTHOG
YOU'VE EVER SEEN,
TIMON?
AND HE LOOKS
JUST LIKE ME.
PUMBAA, NOTICE
THE BROAD, FLAT HEAD?
PUMBAA: YEAH.
-LONG SCALY BODY?
-PUMBAA: UH-HUH.
CLAWED HANDS
AND FEET?
PUMBAA: YEP.
-AND SERRATED TAIL?
-PUMBAA: RIGHT.
AND WHAT DOES
THIS ALL ADD UP TO?
PUMBAA JR.!
NO!
HE'S NOT PUMBAA JR.
HE'S NOT EVEN
A WARTHOG.
HE'S A CHICKEN!
AND AN UGLY CHICKEN
AT THAT.
AAH!
GET THE UGLY CHICKEN
OFF ME!
GET THAT UGLY CHICKEN
OFF ME!
AW, WOULD YA LOOK
AT THAT?
PUMBAA JR.'s HUNGRY.
OH-HO.
OHH!
ARE YOU GONNA TEACH ME
HOW TO HUNT, MOMMY?
ARE YOU GONNA TEACH ME
HOW TO CATCH MY OWN SUPPER
SO I CAN BE BIG AND STRONG
AND BIG LIKE YOU?
THAT'S RIGHT,
PUMBAA JR.,
AND IT'S VERY SIMPLE.
ALL YOU GOTTA TO DO
IS WEDGE YOUR SNOUT
UNDER A LOG LIKE SO,
ROLL IT OVER.
UNH UNH UHH,
AND BREAKFAST IS SERVED.
PUMBAA: NOW YOU TRY.
AH.
OH, FINALLY SOME
PEACE AND QUIET...
AH.
WITHOUT THAT
CHATTERBOX UNDERFOOT.
AAH!
MOMMY,
I FOUND A BIG
JUICY GRUB.
BUT HOW COME HE
LOOKS JUST LIKE
UNCLE TIMON?
HOW COME THIS GRUB
I JUST GRABBED RESEMBLES
UNCLE TIMON, MOMMY?
I'LL TELL YA WHY,
YA LITTLE
CHICKEN-LIVERED
DIRTY LITTLE...
TIMON,
WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!
YOU DON'T WANNA
SET A BAD EXAMPLE.
MOMMY, HOW COME UNCLE TIMON
WON'T JOIN US FOR DINNER?
HOW COME HE WON'T BE
A PART OF THE FAMILY?
HUH? HUH? HUH? HOW COME?
HOW COME? HUH? HUH?
HUH, MOMMY? HOW COME?
[PUMBAA]
YOU'RE UPSETTING
PUMBAA JR., TIMON.
COME ON.
JOIN US FOR DINNER.
I FIXED YOUR FAVORITE.
COCKROACH...
CASSEROLE...
PARMESAN.
[SNIFFS]
[JR.] MOMMY, HOW COME
UNCLE TIMON
GETS TO EAT FIRST?
HOW COME HE GETS
TO EAT FIRST
AND WE HAVE TO WAIT
AND WAIT AND WAIT
'TIL AFTER HIM HOW COME, HUH?
[PUMBAA] TIMON.
YES.
[PUMBAA] YOU SHOULD SERVE
OTHERS FIRST.
YOU'RE SETTING
A BAD EXAMPLE.
OY.
[JR.] MOMMY, HOW COME
UNCLE TIMON DOESN'T SAY GRACE?
HOW COME HE STARTS EATIN'
WITHOUT SAYING THANKS?
TIMON.
WHAT?
[PUMBAA] AREN'T YOU GONNA
SAY GRACE?
YOU DON'T WANNA
SET A BAD EXAMPLE.
OH, OF COURSE.
UH, YUBBA
DUB DUBS,
THANKS
FOR THE GRUBS.
YEAH, BOY!
[PUMBAA] AH-AH-AHEM.
TIMON, I DIDN'T PUT
A FORK ON THE TABLE
FOR NO REASON.
YOU'RE SETTING
A BAD EXAMPLE.
[MUMBLING]
SORRY.
[PUMBAA]
AND YOU SHOULDN'T TALK
WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL EITHER
AND DON'T PUT YOUR
ELBOWS ON THE TABLE
AND MAKE SURE AND
CHEW YOUR FOOD 43 TIMES
AND DON'T GO EATING
YOUR DESSERT FIRST.
YOU DON'T WANNA
SET A BAD EXAMPLE.
YEAH.
[BURP]
TIMON,
WAS THAT YOU?
YES. IS THERE
A PROBLEM?
I'M JUST GLAD
PUMBAA JR.
WASN'T AROUND
TO HEAR THAT.
WHOA. WHOA. WHOA.
EXCUSE ME,
MS. MANNERS.
ARE YOU SAYING
YOU HAVEN'T BELCHED
IN FRONT OF PUMBAA JR.?
OF COURSE NOT.
BUT YOU'RE
THE CROWN PRINCE
OF BELCHING.
YOU MAJORED IN GAS.
NOT ANYMORE.
THINGS ARE DIFFERENT
NOW THAT WE HAVE A KID.
BY THE WAY,
WHERE IS HE?
WE'RE PLAYING
HIDE-AND-GO-SEEK.
WITHOUT THE GO SEEK PART.
THAT'S NOT VERY
NICE, TIMON.
THERE YOU ARE, UNCLE TIMON.
HOW COME YOU HAVEN'T
BEEN LOOKIN' FOR ME?
DID YOU FORGET HOW TO
PLAY HIDE-AND-GO-SEEK?
DID YOUR BRAIN
CLEAN FORGET HOW TO PLAY?
LET'S PLAY US
A DIFFERENT GAME.
HOW 'BOUT TAG?
OW!
YOU'RE IT.
WHY, YOU...
[LAUGHS]
FAMILY PICTURE.
FAMILY PICTURE!
LET'S JUST
GET IT OVER WITH.
[JR.] MOMMY, HOW COME
UNCLE TIMON
IS STANDING
SO FAR AWAY FROM ME?
HOW COME HE DOESN'T WANNA
GET CLOSE TO ME?
PART OF THE FAMILY.
SCOOT IN CLOSER,
TIMON.
YOU'RE SETTIN'
A BAD EXAMPLE.
[PUMBAA]
THAT'S IT. LITTLE CLOSER.
OH, VERY GOOD.
LITTLE CLOSER.
OOH, WE'RE GETTIN' THERE.
LITTLE CLOSER.
A LITTLE CLOSER!
THERE. PERFECT.
[PUMBAA]
OKAY, HERE WE GO.
ON THE COUNT OF THREE.
ONE,
TWO,
THREE.
AAH!
HE JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE
YOU HAD A SMILE ON YOUR FACE.
YEAH, SURE.
THE OMEN'S
NOT AROUND, IS HE?
NO. HE'S BRUSHING
LITTLE TEETH
AND FLOSSING, TOO.
DID YOU BRUSH AND FLOSS
YOUR TEETH, TIMON?
NO, I DIDN'T, PUMBAA.
OOH-OOH, WHY NOT?
BECAUSE I DIDN'T
FEEL LIKE IT!
WHAT HAPPENED TO
THE NO WORRIES DAYS?
HAKUNA MATATA?
NOW WITH THIS KID AROUND,
WE CAN'T BE OURSELVES ANYMORE.
IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T
CARE FOR THE KID,
IT'S JUST THAT WE USED TO GO
HUNTIN' FOR BUGS
IN ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT.
NOW WE STAY HOME
WITH JUNIOR.
HE'S CRAMPIN'
OUR LIFESTYLE.
BUT THE TIME YOU AND ME
AND JUNIOR SPEND TOGETHER
IS AS GOOD AS ANY
WE'VE EVER HAD.
BUT HE'S NOT OUR KID,
PUMBAA.
AND AS MUCH AS
YOU WISH YOU WERE,
YOU ARE NOT
HIS MOMMY.
HE'S A COMPLETELY
DIFFERENT KIND ANIMAL.
HE CAME FROM AN EGG.
HE'S AN UGLY
CHICKEN.
AND AS MUCH AS
WE LOVE HIM,
WE DON'T KNOW
HOW TO RAISE HIM.
HE NEEDS TO BE WITH
HIS OWN SPECIES.
WHAT'S THAT?
NOTHIN'.
IT LOOKED TO ME LIKE
A THIN, FLEXIBLE SHEET
OF MATERIAL
MADE OF FINELY DIVIDED,
COMPRESSED FIBERS
AND USED
FOR WRITING ON.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
IT'S JUST A PIECE OF PAPER.
SEE? WAIT!
[TIMON] DON'T READ IT!
IT'S A LETTER
FROM PUMBAA JR.
"DEAR MOMMY,
"HOW COME UNCLE
TIMON IS SO RIGHT?
"HOW COME
I'M NOT LIKE YOU
"AND I DON'T BELONG
WITH YOU?
"I'M GOING TO
RUN AWAY FROM HOME
"BECAUSE OF WHAT
UNCLE TIMON SAID."
[CRYING] SIGNED, "PUMBAA JR.,
THE UGLY CHICKEN."
TIMON, WHAT
HAVE YOU DONE?
[CRYING] I KNOW,
AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT.
HE CAN'T SURVIVE
OUT THERE, PUMBAA.
IT'S A RUGGED,
DANGEROUS, CRUEL WORLD,
AND HE'S JUST
A LITTLE UGLY CHICKEN.
HE'LL BE EATEN ALIVE.
WE'VE GOTTA FIND HIM.
[SQUAWKS]
WELL, ACCORDING
TO MY CALCULATIONS,
WE'VE SEARCHED
EVERYWHERE
EXCEPT FOR RIGHT
OVER THERE.
-AW!
-CAN YA BELIEVE IT?
HE'S FOUND ANOTHER CHICKEN
AS UGLY AS HE IS.
AND LOOK HOW HAPPY
IT'S MADE HIM.
YOU KNOW, TIMON,
YOU'VE BEEN RIGHT ALL ALONG.
[PUMBAA]
JUNIOR'S NOT A WARTHOG.
HE DOESN'T EVEN
HAVE ANY TUSKS.
HE SHOULD BE
WITH HIS OWN KIND.
ME AND MY TAIL
ARE GLAD TO HEAR IT.
BUT WE JUST CAN'T LEAVE
HIM AND HIS LADY FRIEND
OUT THERE ALL ALONE.
I'D GET KINDA
WORRIED ABOUT THEM.
WELL, PUMBAA,
DON'T YOU WORRY.
I'VE GOT AN IDEA THAT'LL
SET YOUR MIND AT EASE
AND GIVE PUMBAA JR.
AND HIS GIRL
THE UPBRINGING
THEY DESERVE.
THANK YOU SO MUCH, MOMMY.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR
EVERYTHING YOU TAUGHT ME
AND SHOWED ME AND LEARNED ME.
YOU'RE QUITE WELCOME,
PUMBAA JR.
AND THANK YOU SO MUCH,
UNCLE TIMON.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR
EVERYTHING YOU TAUGHT ME
AND SHOWED ME AND...
YEAH. YEAH. YEAH.
SWITCH TO DECAF.
I'LL MISS YOU, TOO.
GO ON. YOUR PARENTS
ARE WAITING FOR YOU.
GOODBYE.
-GOODBYE.
-GOODBYE.
SO LONG.
HAVE A NICE LIFE,
KID.
THERE. DON'T YOU
FEEL BETTER, PUMBAA?
NOW JUNIOR AND HIS GIRL
CAN BE RAISED AND NURTURED
AND TAKEN CARE OF
BY THE OTHER CHICKENS!
[CHICKENS SQUAWKING]
[GRRR]
[GRRR]
[ALL] SURPRISE!
I GOT HIM!
[GRUNT]
NO, MAN.
I GOT HIM.
WHA-HA HA!
TSK TSK TSK.
MY, MY, MY.
IT'S A THREE-CARNIVORE
PILEUP.
THIS IS, AFTER ALL,
THE 13th TIME IN 13 DAYS
THAT THOSE
HEINOUS HYENAS
HAVE SUCCEEDED IN
SULLYING OUR SUSTENANCE.
HOW UNLUCKY.
WHY DON'T WE SIMPLY
EAT THEM OUT OF THE WAY?
OH, CHETAYTO.
WHY THEY'RE...
THEY'RE SKINNY,
THEY'RE SMELLY.
THEY'RE...
WELL, JUST
LOOK AT THEM.
THEY'RE HYENAS.
YES. I SEE
WHAT YOU MEAN.
STILL IT DOES SEEM PRUDENT
THAT WE DISPOSE OF THEM
IN SOME
EXPEDIENT MANNER
BEFORE WE SUFFER
SEVERE STOMACH UPSET.
PERHAPS AN ELABORATELY
CONSTRUCTED RUSE,
IN THE INTEREST
OF OCCUPYING THEIR
MICROSCOPIC MINDS.
[BOTH] AGREED.
[YELLING]
WHOA-HA HA HA HA!
-AAH!
-AAH!
AAH!
WE HATE TO INTERRUPT
AN INTELLECTUAL DEBATE.
WH-WH-WH-WHO ARE YOU?
AND WHADDAYA WANT
FROM US, YA BIG...
BIG, BOLD,
BRAVE CHEETAHS?
CHEETAHS?
HOW KIND OF YOU
TO ASK.
WELL, HEY.
WE'RE JUST HERE
TO MAKE YOU HAPPY.
AS LONG AS IT DOESN'T INVOLVE
BEIN' CHEWED UP AND SWALLOWED?
OH, NO, NO, NO, NO.
WE JUST DROPPED BY
BECAUSE WE COULDN'T
HELP NOTICING
YOU DROPPED THIS.
HUH? HA HA.
OF COURSE, WE KNEW HOW
IMPORTANT IT MUST BE TO YOU
WHEN WE SAW THAT IT WAS,
IN FACT, A TREASURE MAP.
AHOY!
ARRR! [LAUGHS]
IF ONE CAREFULLY FOLLOWS
THE MAP ALL THE WAY,
FAR AWAY,
ONE SHALL REACH THE "X"
AND FIND THE TREASURE.
ALL RIGHT, ANSWER ME THIS.
WHEN YOU SAY, "TREASURE,"
DO YOU MEAN GOLD
AND DIAMONDS AND RICHES
OR JUST A BUNCHA
CHOPPED LIVER?
JUST A BUNCH OF
CHOPPED LIVER, OF COURSE.
I'M THERE.
COUNT ME IN, BRO.
WELL DONE.
WELL DONE.
WHICH IS EXACTLY
HOW I PREFER MY
WILDEBEEST STEAKS PREPARED.
OH, YES.
INDUBITABLY.
UH, YEAH.
WE TALKED IT OVER,
AND WE JUST HAVE
ONE LITTLE QUESTION.
YEAH. UM, HOW DO
YA SPELL "X"?
WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,
IF YOU DON'T MIND
ME INQUIRING,
WHAT EXACTLY HAVE
YOU DONE, CHETAHTO?
WHY, I'VE CAREFULLY CALCULATED
THE TRAJECTORY VEHICLE
IN ACCORDANCE
WITH THE HEIGHT
AND WEIGHT
OF OUR PARTICIPANTS
SO AS TO PERFECTLY DETERMINE
THE RAPID ASCENT AND DECLINE
OF THE SHUTTLE,
THUS LANDING THEM
DIRECTLY IN THE ANGRY
MOUTH OF MOUNT ERUPTUS.
OKAY, NOW LET ME
GET THIS STRAIGHT.
YOU'RE CALLING THIS
THE WERENGETI WHAT'LL?
NO. THE SERENGETI SHUTTLE.
THE MOST MAGNIFICENT
MEANS OF TRANSPORTATION
THIS SIDE OF THE SAHARA.
EXACTLY. WHY, NOT ONLY
DO YOU GET THE BEST VIEW
OF THE JUNGLE
BUT YOU GET THE BEST VIEW
OF EVERYTHING TO EAT
IN THE JUNGLE.
DID YOU SAY EAT?
THAT'S WHAT I HEARD.
I HEARD HIM SAY, "EAT."
[BANZAI] EAT IS WHAT I HEARD.
COME ON.
HEY. HEY.
HEY, COME ON!
I SHOULD GET
THE FRONT SEAT.
I MEAN, YOU GOT
THE FRONT SEAT LAST TIME.
OH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
SORRY.
[SHENZI]
HEY! WAIT A MINUTE.
THERE WAS NO LAST TIME.
[LAUGHS]
NO WAY. YOU RIDE IN THE BACK
WITH BARK-BREATH.
I'M NOT RIDIN'
IN THE BACK
WITH NOBODY, MAN.
YOU'RE NOT
IN CHARGE.
GET OUTTA MY WAY.
CARE TO CUT THE CORD?
OH, NO, NO, NO, NO.
PLEASE.
IT WAS YOUR IDEA.
HOW VERY KIND OF YOU.
[GRRR]
AH! HA HA HA!
PTOOEY!
[SNIFFING]
DO YOU SMELL
SOMETHING BURNING?
ONLY MY HEART.
SAY, YA KNOW,
THAT SHUTTLE IS
ONE HOT TICKET.
YEAH. THAT RIDE
REALLY BLEW US AWAY.
NOT FAR ENOUGH,
I'M AFRAID.
BUT YOU'RE...
YOU'RE BACK SO SOON.
[HACKING COUGH]
WELL, IT WAS
A LITTLE WARM.
YEAH, AND I GOTTA
TELL YOU GUYS,
I NEVER HEARD
OF A SHUTTLE
WITHOUT SEAT BELTS
AND AIRBAGS.
PLUS THERE WAS NO ROOM
FOR CARRY-ON LUGGAGE.
UHH...HEH HEH HEE,
PEA-PEA.
WHAT DID HE SAY?
HE SAID THEY DIDN'T
SERVE PEANUTS.
OH, TWISTED TALE OF WOE!
HEY, WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THEM?
YEAH, MAN, IT'S NOT LIKE
WE ASKED FOR
A COMPLIMENTARY
UPGRADE OR NOTHIN'.
OHH! IT'S AWFUL!
[CRYING]
THERE, THERE.
SURELY THERE'S
SOMETHING ELSE
WE CAN DO
TO MAKE THEM GO AWAY.
OH, NO. DON'T YOU SEE?
THAT'S JUST IT.
WHEN THE THREE OF THEM
ARE ALL TOGETHER,
THEY'RE JUST TOO DOPEY
TO GET RID OF.
WHY, CHETAHTO,
YOU'RE MORE BRILLIANT
THAN EVEN YOU KNOW.
I'M SURE YOU'RE RIGHT,
BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
I MEAN, MY GOOD FELLOW,
IT'S TIME TO DIVIDE...
AND CONQUER!
YA KNOW, YOU LOOK
GOOD IN BLACK, MAN.
WHUU-HA HA HA HA!
[SIZZLE]
DO PARDON ME
FOR INTERRUPTING,
BUT BENEATH YOUR
DEEP-FRIED FACADE,
I COULD NOT HELP
NOTICING YOU ARE
THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
I AM? UH, I MEAN, I AM.
YOU ARE. AND THAT'S WHY
WE WANT TO SHARE WITH
YOU, AND ONLY YOU,
A PRIZE MORSEL GREATER
THAN ANY OTHER
YOU'VE EVER TASTED.
YEAH? YEAH? YEAH?
RIGHT-O.
NOW LET ME ASK,
HAVE YOU EVER
PERCHANCE LAID EYES
ON THE HIGHLY COVETED,
RICHLY FLAVORED,
TART AND TANTALIZING,
RARE... WILD GOOSE?
NO, I HAVEN'T, BUT I HAVE
A FEELIN' I'M ABOUT TO.
HOW DO I GET IT?
WHERE DO I GO?
NOW...
FOLLOW MY INSTRUCTIONS
EXACTLY.
GO LEFT AT
THE GRASSY PLAINS,
THEN 3,000 MILES NORTH
PAST THE EQUATOR,
AND THEN CROSS THE
INTERNATIONAL DATE LINE...
I DON'T KNOW WHY,
BUT, MAN, I SURE AM IN THE MOOD
FOR BARBECUE. AREN'T YOU?
EH HEH HEH HEH.
BARBECUE.
AHEM. EXCUSE ME,
BUT I COULDN'T HELP
NOTICING THAT YOU ARE
THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
-'KAY.
-GOOD.
LISTEN, HOW'D YOU LIKE
TO SINK YOUR SMARTS
INTO A HIGHLY COVETED,
RICHLY FLAVORED,
TART AND TANTALIZING,
RARE WILD GOOSE?
LOVELY. GO LEFT
AT THE PLAINS,
3,000 MILES
NORTH OF THE EQUATOR,
THEN SASHAY ALONG
THE BOULEVARD
UNTIL YOU COME UP
TO A LARGE...
ALL RIGHT, BRAINS.
HOW'D YOU LIKE A LITTLE
RARE WILD GOOSE?
WHA-HA HA! HAH! HAH!
[IMITATES GOOSE HONKING]
CHARMING.
LEFT AT THE PLAINS,
3,000 MILES PAST
THE EQUATOR,
DAH DAH DAH.
[ALL] OW!
HEY! WATCH WHERE
YOU'RE GOIN'.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
WATCH WHERE I'M GOIN'?
HEY! WHERE
ARE YOU GOIN'?
I COULD ASK YOU
THE SAME QUESTION.
[JINGLING SLEIGH BELLS]
SOMETHIN' TELLS ME YOU'RE HERE
TO CHASE A WILD GOOSE.
H-HOW'D YOU KNOW?
BECAUSE I WAS TOLD
I AM THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
NO WAY. I WAS TOLD
I'M THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
AH! HEH HEH HEH.
AH HEE HEE.
[ARGUING AND GROWLING]
[CRASH]
GENTLEMEN,
I THINK THIS WHOLE THANG
WAS NOTHIN' BUT A SNOW JOB.
[CHETAHTO]
AHEM.
[SLURPING]
YOU KNOW, CHETAYTO,
I BELIEVE I PREFER
THE ROTISSERIE RHINO
TO THE HASH-BROWNED
HIPPO.
AHH, YES.
THREE MONTHS
OF UNRESTRICTED,
UNSURPASSED,
AND UNBELIEVABLE
GOURMET DINING.
OHH, I FEEL LIKE
A NEW MAN-EATER.
[ALL THREE] SURPRISE!
UH-UH-UH.
DIDN'T ANYBODY EVER TELL YA?
CHEETAHS NEVER PROSPER.
YEAH, AND SINCE YOU ALL SENT US
ON A WILD GOOSE CHASE,
I THINK
IT'S JUST ABOUT TIME
FOR US TO CHEW THE FAT.
[SLURP]
[HYENAS GIGGLE]
HEY, YOU KOOKY, GROOVY
GROOVESTERS, LISTEN.
I'M JUST ON MY WAY TO
A WILD GOOSE CONVENTION.
CAN YOU TELL ME
WHICH WAY'S THE SOUTH?
OH, THANKS SO MUCH, BABE.
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL ANIMALS.
YOU'RE HAPPENIN'.
I LOVE YA. I MEAN IT. CIAO.
I'LL GET HIM!
I'LL GET HIM!
BACK OFF, BUDDY,
I SAW HIM FIRST!
OH, NO, YOU DON'T.
HE'S MINE!
OR DO YOU MEAN HE'S YOURS?
IT WAS MY IDEA!
[GOOSE LAUGHING]
WHAT A WONDERFUL PHRASE.
HAKUNA MATATA!
♪ AIN'T NO PASSIN' CRAZE ♪
♪ IT MEANS NO WORRIES ♪
♪ FOR THE REST
OF YOUR DAYS ♪
♪ IT'S OUR
PROBLEM-FREE ♪
♪ PHILOSOPHY ♪
♪ HAKUNA MATATA ♪
YEAH!
HAKUNA! MATATA!
TIMON AND PUMBAA!
HAKUNA! MATATA!
♪ IT MEANS NO WORRIES ♪
♪ FOR THE REST
OF YOUR DAYS ♪
♪ IT'S OUR PROBLEM-FREE ♪
♪ PHILOSOPHY ♪
♪ HAKUNA MATATA ♪
♪ TIMON & PUMBAA ♪
[HONK]
[TIRES SCREECH]
-AAH!
-AAH!
[SNORING]
I'VE GOT YA NOW,
MY PRETTY.
YEAH!
[CHOMP]
[GULP]
MMM.
HEY! GIVE IT BACK.
GIVE IT BACK.
YOU KNOW, I'VE HEARD
OF SLEEPWALKERS
BUT NEVER
SLEEP-EATERS.
NOW EXHALE THAT BUG,
OR I'M GOIN' RIGHT IN
AND GETTIN' IT.
HEY, I LAID AN EGG.
PARDON ME.
I LAID AN EGG,
TIMON. SEE?
LOOK AT IT.
ISN'T IT THE CUTEST
LITTLE EGGIE-WEGGIE
YOU'VE EVER SEEN?
AND I'M GONNA
HATCH IT, TIMON.
I'M GONNA HATCH IT
AND SHOW IT HOW TO
HUNT FOR BUGS
AND TEACH IT
PROPER MANNERS
AND EVERYTHING
IT NEEDS TO KNOW
ABOUT BECOMING A BIG,
STRONG WARTHOG LIKE ME.
PUMBAA, PUMBAA, PUMBAA.
IT MAY BE A LATE TO TELL YOU
ABOUT THE BIRDS
AND THE BEES,
SO LET'S JUMP RIGHT
TO THE WARTHOGS.
YOU ARE A MALE PIG
OF THE MAN-TYPE,
NON-EGG-LAYING
MASCULINE VARIETY.
YOU CAN'T LAY AN EGG.
HOW COME?
BECAUSE YOU DON'T
HAVE THE PROPER KIND OF
INNER HYDROMECHANICAL,
GYRODYNAMIC DIDDLY-BOPS
INSIDE OF YA
THAT MAKES EGGS.
AND YET I MADE ONE
ANYWAYS,
AND THAT MAKES IT EVEN
MORE EXTRA SPECIAL.
I'M GONNA BE A MOMMY!
PUMBAA,
ONLY CHICKENS
LAY EGGS.
AND WHATEVER KIND
OF CHICKEN
IS IN THAT EGG,
YOU ARE ABSOLUTELY
NOT...
I REPEAT, NOT
ITS MOMMY.
MOMMY!
SON!
BROTHER.
MOMMY, I'M SO GLAD TO
HAVE YOU AS MY MOMMY.
MOMMY, YOU'RE BIG
AND STRONG AND BIG.
I WANNA BE BIG
AND STRONG AND BIG
JUST LIKE YOU.
YOU ARE MY MOMMY, AREN'T YOU?
AREN'T YOU MY MOMMY, MOMMY?
OF COURSE I'M YOUR MOMMY.
AND WHO'S HE, MOMMY?
IS HE MY REPAST, MOMMY?
DID YOU BRING HIM HERE
FOR ME TO EAT?
IS HE MY FOOD?
BECAUSE HE SURE IS SCRAWNY.
WHY'S HE SO SCRAWNY?
MOMMY...
NO. NO. NO.
THAT'S NOT
YOUR FOOD, JUNIOR.
THAT'S YOUR UNCLE TIMON.
PUMBAA: ISN'T HE
THE HANDSOMEST WARTHOG
YOU'VE EVER SEEN,
TIMON?
AND HE LOOKS
JUST LIKE ME.
PUMBAA, NOTICE
THE BROAD, FLAT HEAD?
PUMBAA: YEAH.
-LONG SCALY BODY?
-PUMBAA: UH-HUH.
CLAWED HANDS
AND FEET?
PUMBAA: YEP.
-AND SERRATED TAIL?
-PUMBAA: RIGHT.
AND WHAT DOES
THIS ALL ADD UP TO?
PUMBAA JR.!
NO!
HE'S NOT PUMBAA JR.
HE'S NOT EVEN
A WARTHOG.
HE'S A CHICKEN!
AND AN UGLY CHICKEN
AT THAT.
AAH!
GET THE UGLY CHICKEN
OFF ME!
GET THAT UGLY CHICKEN
OFF ME!
AW, WOULD YA LOOK
AT THAT?
PUMBAA JR.'s HUNGRY.
OH-HO.
OHH!
ARE YOU GONNA TEACH ME
HOW TO HUNT, MOMMY?
ARE YOU GONNA TEACH ME
HOW TO CATCH MY OWN SUPPER
SO I CAN BE BIG AND STRONG
AND BIG LIKE YOU?
THAT'S RIGHT,
PUMBAA JR.,
AND IT'S VERY SIMPLE.
ALL YOU GOTTA TO DO
IS WEDGE YOUR SNOUT
UNDER A LOG LIKE SO,
ROLL IT OVER.
UNH UNH UHH,
AND BREAKFAST IS SERVED.
PUMBAA: NOW YOU TRY.
AH.
OH, FINALLY SOME
PEACE AND QUIET...
AH.
WITHOUT THAT
CHATTERBOX UNDERFOOT.
AAH!
MOMMY,
I FOUND A BIG
JUICY GRUB.
BUT HOW COME HE
LOOKS JUST LIKE
UNCLE TIMON?
HOW COME THIS GRUB
I JUST GRABBED RESEMBLES
UNCLE TIMON, MOMMY?
I'LL TELL YA WHY,
YA LITTLE
CHICKEN-LIVERED
DIRTY LITTLE...
TIMON,
WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!
YOU DON'T WANNA
SET A BAD EXAMPLE.
MOMMY, HOW COME UNCLE TIMON
WON'T JOIN US FOR DINNER?
HOW COME HE WON'T BE
A PART OF THE FAMILY?
HUH? HUH? HUH? HOW COME?
HOW COME? HUH? HUH?
HUH, MOMMY? HOW COME?
[PUMBAA]
YOU'RE UPSETTING
PUMBAA JR., TIMON.
COME ON.
JOIN US FOR DINNER.
I FIXED YOUR FAVORITE.
COCKROACH...
CASSEROLE...
PARMESAN.
[SNIFFS]
[JR.] MOMMY, HOW COME
UNCLE TIMON
GETS TO EAT FIRST?
HOW COME HE GETS
TO EAT FIRST
AND WE HAVE TO WAIT
AND WAIT AND WAIT
'TIL AFTER HIM HOW COME, HUH?
[PUMBAA] TIMON.
YES.
[PUMBAA] YOU SHOULD SERVE
OTHERS FIRST.
YOU'RE SETTING
A BAD EXAMPLE.
OY.
[JR.] MOMMY, HOW COME
UNCLE TIMON DOESN'T SAY GRACE?
HOW COME HE STARTS EATIN'
WITHOUT SAYING THANKS?
TIMON.
WHAT?
[PUMBAA] AREN'T YOU GONNA
SAY GRACE?
YOU DON'T WANNA
SET A BAD EXAMPLE.
OH, OF COURSE.
UH, YUBBA
DUB DUBS,
THANKS
FOR THE GRUBS.
YEAH, BOY!
[PUMBAA] AH-AH-AHEM.
TIMON, I DIDN'T PUT
A FORK ON THE TABLE
FOR NO REASON.
YOU'RE SETTING
A BAD EXAMPLE.
[MUMBLING]
SORRY.
[PUMBAA]
AND YOU SHOULDN'T TALK
WITH YOUR MOUTH FULL EITHER
AND DON'T PUT YOUR
ELBOWS ON THE TABLE
AND MAKE SURE AND
CHEW YOUR FOOD 43 TIMES
AND DON'T GO EATING
YOUR DESSERT FIRST.
YOU DON'T WANNA
SET A BAD EXAMPLE.
YEAH.
[BURP]
TIMON,
WAS THAT YOU?
YES. IS THERE
A PROBLEM?
I'M JUST GLAD
PUMBAA JR.
WASN'T AROUND
TO HEAR THAT.
WHOA. WHOA. WHOA.
EXCUSE ME,
MS. MANNERS.
ARE YOU SAYING
YOU HAVEN'T BELCHED
IN FRONT OF PUMBAA JR.?
OF COURSE NOT.
BUT YOU'RE
THE CROWN PRINCE
OF BELCHING.
YOU MAJORED IN GAS.
NOT ANYMORE.
THINGS ARE DIFFERENT
NOW THAT WE HAVE A KID.
BY THE WAY,
WHERE IS HE?
WE'RE PLAYING
HIDE-AND-GO-SEEK.
WITHOUT THE GO SEEK PART.
THAT'S NOT VERY
NICE, TIMON.
THERE YOU ARE, UNCLE TIMON.
HOW COME YOU HAVEN'T
BEEN LOOKIN' FOR ME?
DID YOU FORGET HOW TO
PLAY HIDE-AND-GO-SEEK?
DID YOUR BRAIN
CLEAN FORGET HOW TO PLAY?
LET'S PLAY US
A DIFFERENT GAME.
HOW 'BOUT TAG?
OW!
YOU'RE IT.
WHY, YOU...
[LAUGHS]
FAMILY PICTURE.
FAMILY PICTURE!
LET'S JUST
GET IT OVER WITH.
[JR.] MOMMY, HOW COME
UNCLE TIMON
IS STANDING
SO FAR AWAY FROM ME?
HOW COME HE DOESN'T WANNA
GET CLOSE TO ME?
PART OF THE FAMILY.
SCOOT IN CLOSER,
TIMON.
YOU'RE SETTIN'
A BAD EXAMPLE.
[PUMBAA]
THAT'S IT. LITTLE CLOSER.
OH, VERY GOOD.
LITTLE CLOSER.
OOH, WE'RE GETTIN' THERE.
LITTLE CLOSER.
A LITTLE CLOSER!
THERE. PERFECT.
[PUMBAA]
OKAY, HERE WE GO.
ON THE COUNT OF THREE.
ONE,
TWO,
THREE.
AAH!
HE JUST WANTED TO MAKE SURE
YOU HAD A SMILE ON YOUR FACE.
YEAH, SURE.
THE OMEN'S
NOT AROUND, IS HE?
NO. HE'S BRUSHING
LITTLE TEETH
AND FLOSSING, TOO.
DID YOU BRUSH AND FLOSS
YOUR TEETH, TIMON?
NO, I DIDN'T, PUMBAA.
OOH-OOH, WHY NOT?
BECAUSE I DIDN'T
FEEL LIKE IT!
WHAT HAPPENED TO
THE NO WORRIES DAYS?
HAKUNA MATATA?
NOW WITH THIS KID AROUND,
WE CAN'T BE OURSELVES ANYMORE.
IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T
CARE FOR THE KID,
IT'S JUST THAT WE USED TO GO
HUNTIN' FOR BUGS
IN ALL HOURS OF THE NIGHT.
NOW WE STAY HOME
WITH JUNIOR.
HE'S CRAMPIN'
OUR LIFESTYLE.
BUT THE TIME YOU AND ME
AND JUNIOR SPEND TOGETHER
IS AS GOOD AS ANY
WE'VE EVER HAD.
BUT HE'S NOT OUR KID,
PUMBAA.
AND AS MUCH AS
YOU WISH YOU WERE,
YOU ARE NOT
HIS MOMMY.
HE'S A COMPLETELY
DIFFERENT KIND ANIMAL.
HE CAME FROM AN EGG.
HE'S AN UGLY
CHICKEN.
AND AS MUCH AS
WE LOVE HIM,
WE DON'T KNOW
HOW TO RAISE HIM.
HE NEEDS TO BE WITH
HIS OWN SPECIES.
WHAT'S THAT?
NOTHIN'.
IT LOOKED TO ME LIKE
A THIN, FLEXIBLE SHEET
OF MATERIAL
MADE OF FINELY DIVIDED,
COMPRESSED FIBERS
AND USED
FOR WRITING ON.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
IT'S JUST A PIECE OF PAPER.
SEE? WAIT!
[TIMON] DON'T READ IT!
IT'S A LETTER
FROM PUMBAA JR.
"DEAR MOMMY,
"HOW COME UNCLE
TIMON IS SO RIGHT?
"HOW COME
I'M NOT LIKE YOU
"AND I DON'T BELONG
WITH YOU?
"I'M GOING TO
RUN AWAY FROM HOME
"BECAUSE OF WHAT
UNCLE TIMON SAID."
[CRYING] SIGNED, "PUMBAA JR.,
THE UGLY CHICKEN."
TIMON, WHAT
HAVE YOU DONE?
[CRYING] I KNOW,
AND IT'S ALL MY FAULT.
HE CAN'T SURVIVE
OUT THERE, PUMBAA.
IT'S A RUGGED,
DANGEROUS, CRUEL WORLD,
AND HE'S JUST
A LITTLE UGLY CHICKEN.
HE'LL BE EATEN ALIVE.
WE'VE GOTTA FIND HIM.
[SQUAWKS]
WELL, ACCORDING
TO MY CALCULATIONS,
WE'VE SEARCHED
EVERYWHERE
EXCEPT FOR RIGHT
OVER THERE.
-AW!
-CAN YA BELIEVE IT?
HE'S FOUND ANOTHER CHICKEN
AS UGLY AS HE IS.
AND LOOK HOW HAPPY
IT'S MADE HIM.
YOU KNOW, TIMON,
YOU'VE BEEN RIGHT ALL ALONG.
[PUMBAA]
JUNIOR'S NOT A WARTHOG.
HE DOESN'T EVEN
HAVE ANY TUSKS.
HE SHOULD BE
WITH HIS OWN KIND.
ME AND MY TAIL
ARE GLAD TO HEAR IT.
BUT WE JUST CAN'T LEAVE
HIM AND HIS LADY FRIEND
OUT THERE ALL ALONE.
I'D GET KINDA
WORRIED ABOUT THEM.
WELL, PUMBAA,
DON'T YOU WORRY.
I'VE GOT AN IDEA THAT'LL
SET YOUR MIND AT EASE
AND GIVE PUMBAA JR.
AND HIS GIRL
THE UPBRINGING
THEY DESERVE.
THANK YOU SO MUCH, MOMMY.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR
EVERYTHING YOU TAUGHT ME
AND SHOWED ME AND LEARNED ME.
YOU'RE QUITE WELCOME,
PUMBAA JR.
AND THANK YOU SO MUCH,
UNCLE TIMON.
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR
EVERYTHING YOU TAUGHT ME
AND SHOWED ME AND...
YEAH. YEAH. YEAH.
SWITCH TO DECAF.
I'LL MISS YOU, TOO.
GO ON. YOUR PARENTS
ARE WAITING FOR YOU.
GOODBYE.
-GOODBYE.
-GOODBYE.
SO LONG.
HAVE A NICE LIFE,
KID.
THERE. DON'T YOU
FEEL BETTER, PUMBAA?
NOW JUNIOR AND HIS GIRL
CAN BE RAISED AND NURTURED
AND TAKEN CARE OF
BY THE OTHER CHICKENS!
[CHICKENS SQUAWKING]
[GRRR]
[GRRR]
[ALL] SURPRISE!
I GOT HIM!
[GRUNT]
NO, MAN.
I GOT HIM.
WHA-HA HA!
TSK TSK TSK.
MY, MY, MY.
IT'S A THREE-CARNIVORE
PILEUP.
THIS IS, AFTER ALL,
THE 13th TIME IN 13 DAYS
THAT THOSE
HEINOUS HYENAS
HAVE SUCCEEDED IN
SULLYING OUR SUSTENANCE.
HOW UNLUCKY.
WHY DON'T WE SIMPLY
EAT THEM OUT OF THE WAY?
OH, CHETAYTO.
WHY THEY'RE...
THEY'RE SKINNY,
THEY'RE SMELLY.
THEY'RE...
WELL, JUST
LOOK AT THEM.
THEY'RE HYENAS.
YES. I SEE
WHAT YOU MEAN.
STILL IT DOES SEEM PRUDENT
THAT WE DISPOSE OF THEM
IN SOME
EXPEDIENT MANNER
BEFORE WE SUFFER
SEVERE STOMACH UPSET.
PERHAPS AN ELABORATELY
CONSTRUCTED RUSE,
IN THE INTEREST
OF OCCUPYING THEIR
MICROSCOPIC MINDS.
[BOTH] AGREED.
[YELLING]
WHOA-HA HA HA HA!
-AAH!
-AAH!
AAH!
WE HATE TO INTERRUPT
AN INTELLECTUAL DEBATE.
WH-WH-WH-WHO ARE YOU?
AND WHADDAYA WANT
FROM US, YA BIG...
BIG, BOLD,
BRAVE CHEETAHS?
CHEETAHS?
HOW KIND OF YOU
TO ASK.
WELL, HEY.
WE'RE JUST HERE
TO MAKE YOU HAPPY.
AS LONG AS IT DOESN'T INVOLVE
BEIN' CHEWED UP AND SWALLOWED?
OH, NO, NO, NO, NO.
WE JUST DROPPED BY
BECAUSE WE COULDN'T
HELP NOTICING
YOU DROPPED THIS.
HUH? HA HA.
OF COURSE, WE KNEW HOW
IMPORTANT IT MUST BE TO YOU
WHEN WE SAW THAT IT WAS,
IN FACT, A TREASURE MAP.
AHOY!
ARRR! [LAUGHS]
IF ONE CAREFULLY FOLLOWS
THE MAP ALL THE WAY,
FAR AWAY,
ONE SHALL REACH THE "X"
AND FIND THE TREASURE.
ALL RIGHT, ANSWER ME THIS.
WHEN YOU SAY, "TREASURE,"
DO YOU MEAN GOLD
AND DIAMONDS AND RICHES
OR JUST A BUNCHA
CHOPPED LIVER?
JUST A BUNCH OF
CHOPPED LIVER, OF COURSE.
I'M THERE.
COUNT ME IN, BRO.
WELL DONE.
WELL DONE.
WHICH IS EXACTLY
HOW I PREFER MY
WILDEBEEST STEAKS PREPARED.
OH, YES.
INDUBITABLY.
UH, YEAH.
WE TALKED IT OVER,
AND WE JUST HAVE
ONE LITTLE QUESTION.
YEAH. UM, HOW DO
YA SPELL "X"?
WITH ALL DUE RESPECT,
IF YOU DON'T MIND
ME INQUIRING,
WHAT EXACTLY HAVE
YOU DONE, CHETAHTO?
WHY, I'VE CAREFULLY CALCULATED
THE TRAJECTORY VEHICLE
IN ACCORDANCE
WITH THE HEIGHT
AND WEIGHT
OF OUR PARTICIPANTS
SO AS TO PERFECTLY DETERMINE
THE RAPID ASCENT AND DECLINE
OF THE SHUTTLE,
THUS LANDING THEM
DIRECTLY IN THE ANGRY
MOUTH OF MOUNT ERUPTUS.
OKAY, NOW LET ME
GET THIS STRAIGHT.
YOU'RE CALLING THIS
THE WERENGETI WHAT'LL?
NO. THE SERENGETI SHUTTLE.
THE MOST MAGNIFICENT
MEANS OF TRANSPORTATION
THIS SIDE OF THE SAHARA.
EXACTLY. WHY, NOT ONLY
DO YOU GET THE BEST VIEW
OF THE JUNGLE
BUT YOU GET THE BEST VIEW
OF EVERYTHING TO EAT
IN THE JUNGLE.
DID YOU SAY EAT?
THAT'S WHAT I HEARD.
I HEARD HIM SAY, "EAT."
[BANZAI] EAT IS WHAT I HEARD.
COME ON.
HEY. HEY.
HEY, COME ON!
I SHOULD GET
THE FRONT SEAT.
I MEAN, YOU GOT
THE FRONT SEAT LAST TIME.
OH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
SORRY.
[SHENZI]
HEY! WAIT A MINUTE.
THERE WAS NO LAST TIME.
[LAUGHS]
NO WAY. YOU RIDE IN THE BACK
WITH BARK-BREATH.
I'M NOT RIDIN'
IN THE BACK
WITH NOBODY, MAN.
YOU'RE NOT
IN CHARGE.
GET OUTTA MY WAY.
CARE TO CUT THE CORD?
OH, NO, NO, NO, NO.
PLEASE.
IT WAS YOUR IDEA.
HOW VERY KIND OF YOU.
[GRRR]
AH! HA HA HA!
PTOOEY!
[SNIFFING]
DO YOU SMELL
SOMETHING BURNING?
ONLY MY HEART.
SAY, YA KNOW,
THAT SHUTTLE IS
ONE HOT TICKET.
YEAH. THAT RIDE
REALLY BLEW US AWAY.
NOT FAR ENOUGH,
I'M AFRAID.
BUT YOU'RE...
YOU'RE BACK SO SOON.
[HACKING COUGH]
WELL, IT WAS
A LITTLE WARM.
YEAH, AND I GOTTA
TELL YOU GUYS,
I NEVER HEARD
OF A SHUTTLE
WITHOUT SEAT BELTS
AND AIRBAGS.
PLUS THERE WAS NO ROOM
FOR CARRY-ON LUGGAGE.
UHH...HEH HEH HEE,
PEA-PEA.
WHAT DID HE SAY?
HE SAID THEY DIDN'T
SERVE PEANUTS.
OH, TWISTED TALE OF WOE!
HEY, WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THEM?
YEAH, MAN, IT'S NOT LIKE
WE ASKED FOR
A COMPLIMENTARY
UPGRADE OR NOTHIN'.
OHH! IT'S AWFUL!
[CRYING]
THERE, THERE.
SURELY THERE'S
SOMETHING ELSE
WE CAN DO
TO MAKE THEM GO AWAY.
OH, NO. DON'T YOU SEE?
THAT'S JUST IT.
WHEN THE THREE OF THEM
ARE ALL TOGETHER,
THEY'RE JUST TOO DOPEY
TO GET RID OF.
WHY, CHETAHTO,
YOU'RE MORE BRILLIANT
THAN EVEN YOU KNOW.
I'M SURE YOU'RE RIGHT,
BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
I MEAN, MY GOOD FELLOW,
IT'S TIME TO DIVIDE...
AND CONQUER!
YA KNOW, YOU LOOK
GOOD IN BLACK, MAN.
WHUU-HA HA HA HA!
[SIZZLE]
DO PARDON ME
FOR INTERRUPTING,
BUT BENEATH YOUR
DEEP-FRIED FACADE,
I COULD NOT HELP
NOTICING YOU ARE
THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
I AM? UH, I MEAN, I AM.
YOU ARE. AND THAT'S WHY
WE WANT TO SHARE WITH
YOU, AND ONLY YOU,
A PRIZE MORSEL GREATER
THAN ANY OTHER
YOU'VE EVER TASTED.
YEAH? YEAH? YEAH?
RIGHT-O.
NOW LET ME ASK,
HAVE YOU EVER
PERCHANCE LAID EYES
ON THE HIGHLY COVETED,
RICHLY FLAVORED,
TART AND TANTALIZING,
RARE... WILD GOOSE?
NO, I HAVEN'T, BUT I HAVE
A FEELIN' I'M ABOUT TO.
HOW DO I GET IT?
WHERE DO I GO?
NOW...
FOLLOW MY INSTRUCTIONS
EXACTLY.
GO LEFT AT
THE GRASSY PLAINS,
THEN 3,000 MILES NORTH
PAST THE EQUATOR,
AND THEN CROSS THE
INTERNATIONAL DATE LINE...
I DON'T KNOW WHY,
BUT, MAN, I SURE AM IN THE MOOD
FOR BARBECUE. AREN'T YOU?
EH HEH HEH HEH.
BARBECUE.
AHEM. EXCUSE ME,
BUT I COULDN'T HELP
NOTICING THAT YOU ARE
THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
-'KAY.
-GOOD.
LISTEN, HOW'D YOU LIKE
TO SINK YOUR SMARTS
INTO A HIGHLY COVETED,
RICHLY FLAVORED,
TART AND TANTALIZING,
RARE WILD GOOSE?
LOVELY. GO LEFT
AT THE PLAINS,
3,000 MILES
NORTH OF THE EQUATOR,
THEN SASHAY ALONG
THE BOULEVARD
UNTIL YOU COME UP
TO A LARGE...
ALL RIGHT, BRAINS.
HOW'D YOU LIKE A LITTLE
RARE WILD GOOSE?
WHA-HA HA! HAH! HAH!
[IMITATES GOOSE HONKING]
CHARMING.
LEFT AT THE PLAINS,
3,000 MILES PAST
THE EQUATOR,
DAH DAH DAH.
[ALL] OW!
HEY! WATCH WHERE
YOU'RE GOIN'.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
WATCH WHERE I'M GOIN'?
HEY! WHERE
ARE YOU GOIN'?
I COULD ASK YOU
THE SAME QUESTION.
[JINGLING SLEIGH BELLS]
SOMETHIN' TELLS ME YOU'RE HERE
TO CHASE A WILD GOOSE.
H-HOW'D YOU KNOW?
BECAUSE I WAS TOLD
I AM THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
NO WAY. I WAS TOLD
I'M THE BRAINS OF THE BUNCH.
AH! HEH HEH HEH.
AH HEE HEE.
[ARGUING AND GROWLING]
[CRASH]
GENTLEMEN,
I THINK THIS WHOLE THANG
WAS NOTHIN' BUT A SNOW JOB.
[CHETAHTO]
AHEM.
[SLURPING]
YOU KNOW, CHETAYTO,
I BELIEVE I PREFER
THE ROTISSERIE RHINO
TO THE HASH-BROWNED
HIPPO.
AHH, YES.
THREE MONTHS
OF UNRESTRICTED,
UNSURPASSED,
AND UNBELIEVABLE
GOURMET DINING.
OHH, I FEEL LIKE
A NEW MAN-EATER.
[ALL THREE] SURPRISE!
UH-UH-UH.
DIDN'T ANYBODY EVER TELL YA?
CHEETAHS NEVER PROSPER.
YEAH, AND SINCE YOU ALL SENT US
ON A WILD GOOSE CHASE,
I THINK
IT'S JUST ABOUT TIME
FOR US TO CHEW THE FAT.
[SLURP]
[HYENAS GIGGLE]
HEY, YOU KOOKY, GROOVY
GROOVESTERS, LISTEN.
I'M JUST ON MY WAY TO
A WILD GOOSE CONVENTION.
CAN YOU TELL ME
WHICH WAY'S THE SOUTH?
OH, THANKS SO MUCH, BABE.
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL ANIMALS.
YOU'RE HAPPENIN'.
I LOVE YA. I MEAN IT. CIAO.
I'LL GET HIM!
I'LL GET HIM!
BACK OFF, BUDDY,
I SAW HIM FIRST!
OH, NO, YOU DON'T.
HE'S MINE!
OR DO YOU MEAN HE'S YOURS?
IT WAS MY IDEA!
[GOOSE LAUGHING]