— Hey, what's goin' on here? Who's the monkey?
— Simba went back to challenge Scar.
— Who?
— Scar.
— Who's got a scar?
— No, it's his uncle.
— The monkey's his uncle?
He's holding back, he's hiding. But what, I can't decide. Why won't he be the king I know he is? The king I see inside?
— I can't marry her. She's my friend.
— Yeah, it'd be so weird.
— Sorry to bust your bubble, but you two turtle doves have no choice. It's a tradition going back generations.
— I am a genius.
— Hey, genius, it was my idea.
— Yeah, but I pulled it off.
— With me!
— What made you come back?
— I finally got some sense knocked into me, and I've got the bump to prove it.